#will interactions

@das-mannlein​ sent your muse applying pressure to my muses bleeding wound. (works either way, for Will

They’re both injured, it seems, but only one of them seems far worse than the other. It’s a wonder they’d managed to survive a fall like that and here they are, licking their wounds, when Will’s intent had been to kill them both.

Funny how life works. He could easily just leave Hannibal to tend to his wounds, or die, but there is something within the former profiler that tells him not to. A part of him that knows he needs Hannibal now that his plan had failed miserably.

They’re both killers. Both have this darkness inside of them, it’s always been there - lurking under the surface, waiting to come out. Or rather, waiting to be pushed out. Finally, he has cracked, and the looming darkness has spilled out of those cracks.

There is no going back now.

Which is why he’s sitting here, allowing Hannibal to tend to his wounds. It is nothing serious, luckily, but it’s enough that the bleeding needs to be stopped. No major veins or organs have been damaged but it is a rather large gash upon his forhead that probably needs stitches.

The rest of his body seems okay, albeit covered in bruises. Eyes trail over Hannibal’s form to silently assess his wounds, too. Nothing too grave, it seems.

( closed starter for @gwxndolyn​ )

Truthfully, he’s not sure why either. There’s this need to protect her. A need that he can not get rid of. He’s empathetic towards her and he finds that he wants to help her. It must not be easy, finding out your father is a serial killer and learning how to move on from that.

@whisperingchrysalis​ sent For Will: ❝ you’re starting to remind me of me. ❞

“I am nothing like you, Doctor Lecter.” But, that’s not entirely true, is it? Will has that same darkness inside of him that Hannibal does. That same manipulative behavior, that same willingness to do what must be done, a viciousness that he keeps buried deep. His darkness is what he believes to be a righteous one, everything he does is for a just reason but that certainly doesn’t change the fact that he and Hannibal are alike more than Will likes to admit. 

For a moment, Will thinks he’s just seeing things. Abigal should be dead. She’s laying in the coffin ahead of them, The first words out of his mouth are ‘are you okay?’ considering that she has slumped to the ground in what seems like extreme exhaustion. 

It doesn’t take long for her to recover and move back onto her feet and that gives Will and even better look at her face. She looks like Abigal. There are some differences, she wears more make-up and has a different style of clothing but the resemblance is uncanny.

Her personality also couldn’t be more different. Her words draw attention to her, they turn their head and stare at her as if they can’t believe what they are seeing in front of them and Will can’t blame them. What he knows for certain, though, is that Abigal is still dead.

Did she have a twin no one knew about?

Where is here?

What an odd question. Especially if Abigal was this woman’s sister. Did she hit her head? Maybe she dissociates like he does? 

The words are blurted out before Will can stop himself. He blames it on a tired mind instead of the longing to say it out loud. The moment the words leave his mouth, Will regrets them. He should not be surprised that Hannibal is teasing him for them.

seduction starters

Dissociation. Something Will reverts too to cope, sometimes. Something he even hides behind. It’s gotten worse since they’ve been on the run together, sometimes it’s set off over nothing but the thoughts running around in his head instead of something happening.

Today he’s exhausted, running on little to no sleep, and he’s dissociating pretty hard. Half-here, half-not. Everything is moving in slow motion and he feels disconnected to everything. The son of Hannibal’s voice saying his name is slow and vaguely processed.

Eyes open and they seem distant as if they are staring right through Hannibal. The hand to the back of his neck is no doubt supposed to make him focus since he can’t focus. Touch often helps bring him back to reality. Luckily for him, Hannibal often knows what to do when he dissociates like this.