#Jack+Wills

[lanawinterscigarettes]

I like to think that there's at least one version of The Doctor out there somewhere in the vast multiverse who would've done anything to keep Jack Harkness by their side and never would've left him alone in the first place :((

#like youre telling me they were actually able to find someone #who loved them so much they were willing to spend pretty much all of their immortality with them #and they were just like 'nah i cant deal with all of this sorry' and then ducked out just like that?? #i think the doctor has some sort of commitment issues #but then again i guess it must be pretty easy to grow use to never committing to anything #when everyone you love ends up dying eventually so #doctor who #the doctor #jack harkness #the doctor x jack harkness #mosses random thoughts

[spacedace]

Reluctant War AU Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

More of the brain worm that has taken me over, gonna probably post it to Ao3 here before too long. Already got another part started and so many ideas for additional stuff, someone please send help I've been consumed by this thing lol

Sorry if Waller seems out of character, outside of fandom I'm mostly familiar with her through Justice League the animated show & Justice League: Unlimited and her vibe there has always struck me as "deeply incredibly unlikable character that also kind of has a point but also has done so much fucked up shit in the name of her goals that you don't really care about her point anymore." So you know, complicated lol. If she's completely unrecognizable let me know, but I'm hoping she feels at least somewhat like Waller.

Forgot to say this in the last update, but still feel free to use all this as an overly long prompt if yall want. Literally anything I throw out to the void should be treated as a prompt lol If there's anything at all interesting to you in any of this nonsense go for it <3 <3 <3

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Amanda Waller was someone who did what needed to be done.

Ruthless, heartless, vicious, cruel.

She’d been called it all. Wore the words thrown as insults as a badges of pride and valor. Because at the end of the day, when it came to the problems she was given to face, the issues she was meant to solve, those words meant she’d done what others had been too squeamish or cowardly to do. Life was a never ending slog of trolley problems and she the only one unshakable enough to pull the levers that needed pulling.

It wasn’t so simple as a matter of greater good.

Greater good was what the weak willed muttered to themselves after having feelings over doing the bare minimum. A justification used by people on all sides to do what they wanted with fractured, faulty logic thrown around like truth was a thing immutable. To assuage their guilt when they were forced to make a call they didn’t want to.

It wasn’t a matter of greater good. It was a matter of preservation. Of protection. Of digging through the filth to find the threats skittering beneath and crush them with ruthless abandon. Of facing a god and not blinking because if you did it could cost the world.

Of doing what needed to be done, no matter how underhanded or atrocious it was.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands wrapped tight around the throat of something that could threaten to destroy it all.

When the Ghost Investigation Ward had been shoved her way with it’s sucking wound of a budget, it’s bloated incompetent staff, its asinine methods she’d seen a rotted limb in need of hacking off. It hadn’t been until she’d been conducting her inspection, digging through the trash for a few pearls of effective agents she could snatch up and put to work elsewhere, that she’d truly seen what they were working on. The potential.

Potential to better arm themselves with in the forms of the strange new weapons being created.

Potential for threats far greater than anything even she had thought possible before.

The GIW as it had been when she’d first come across it was a fetid waste of time and resources. A laughing stock agency only secret because no one took them seriously enough to look. Made stupid and useless with its own conceited delusions of importance it didn’t actually have. Yet.

She went to work on it. Hacking away as she’d originally intended, but this time with a different goal in mind. She ripped out the weeds with bare, calloused hands and planted proficiency and loyalty in their place. She took over as director herself, tossing the self-aggrandizing fool that had been running the place into the ground to the dogs as the culprit for misappropriate spendings, saving the agency by tweaking things until their ballooning budget was pinned neatly onto the former director as an embezzling charge.

Then she got to work.

The Fentons were brilliant, if entirely insane. But Amanda could work with that. She’d reigned Harley Quinn in - more or less - she could do the same to the two deranged scientists that so eagerly wanted to be apart of the fight against the dead. Especially when the benefit came in the form of the inventions they threw together so easily, especially when those inventions were weapons.

It took very little to get them on board with her plans for the GIW. Keeping their focus could be a chore, at times, but she didn’t even have to really do much in the way of pressing to get them back where she wanted them. They craved knowledge and understanding nearly as much as they craved the eradication of the entities themselves. Letting them have the first look at a new subject here, free reign over a vivisection there, it took so little to fuel their fervor and keep them busy working on the projects she set for them.

Things had been going smoothly.

For a time at least.

Until Phantom.

He’d been the main focus of the previous director’s attention, the big fish he’d so desperately wanted to catch and put up on his wall. Amanda wouldn’t lie and say it wasn’t a tempting prospect, but not one she’d put above the other projects she had set in motion since taking over. No, Phantom was powerful, enough to be a real problem one day, but she could the awkward youth in the way he held himself, the inexperience in how he handled situations. She had time to get everything else in order before focusing on getting Amity Park’s would-be hero brought to heel.

And he would be brought to heel. One way or another.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands wrapped tight around the Core of a fledgling god and bending him to her will.

An artifact, old an powerful, recovered with some effort. A means of controlling specters, of chaining them to the will of the artifact’s wielder. Dangerous in the wrong hands. Dangerous in the right hands.

It was shattered, and even whole and functional Phantom was resistant to its power. But Amanda Waller prided herself in her ability to see the potential in things. It could be repaired, be made better. Even gods could be bound, be made to kneel, with the right pieces, with the right application of force.

It was just a matter of time to gather everything needed.

Phantom didn’t know he could single handedly destroy every last member of the Justice League. The baby fat, the innocent eyes, the split-second hesitations when he fought. He knew enough to be confident in fighting the usual ghosts that haunted Amity Park, but he still very much saw himself as a little fish. Maybe it was the part of him that was still Daniel Fenton, gangly teenager not quite sure what he was truly capable of yet.

She had time before the Fenton’s son truly became an issue. Time to judge if his parents’ obsessiveness would overcome their - rather shoddy, by Amanda’s estimation - parental instincts and continue to hunt him once they knew the truth. Time to get as much out of them as she could before hand, should they falter at the idea of attacking their own son. Time for the staff to be repaired and returned to working order, to get the other items needed for the truly big fish hidden on the other side of the veil between worlds.

She had time.

Until she didn’t.

Pariah Dark had not been something she thought she’d have to account for - not yet, at least.

If he wasn’t already dead, she’d ring the Ghost King’s neck with her bare hands. His arrival had opened Phantom’s eyes to what he was capable of, of just how big of a fish he was. Worse still, Phantom’s defeat of the war mongering King changed the state of play. Phantom was no longer an impressively powerful half dead teenager.

He was King Infinite.

He was an Ancient.

He was getting on her last damn nerves.

Phantom’s rogue gallery were now firmly under the boy’s control. Still distinct nuisances around Amity Park, but no longer considered true concerns. They were loyal to their boy king, delighting in ruffling his feathers but never crossing the line into treason or attempted regicide. Which meant that the GIW was the only thing that held his attention.

Amanda took the time to send a care package to the former GIW director in his tiny, dank prison cell. As thanks for his carelessness in revealing to the entire town - both living and dead - of the agency’s existence and their intentions. Had he stuck to standard protocol, Phantom would have been none the wiser to their presence. Would have scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders at the ghost that went missing upon occasion. Would have been boredly uninterested in the people his parents had begun working with. Would have been taken by surprise when they finally came for him.

But no.

No that self-obsessed, fame chasing imbecile had to go and announce to everyone and their dead mother that the GIW existed and exactly what it was they were in Amity Park to do.

Phantom knew what they were there to do.

They could only count on his naive certainty that he could broker peace with them for so long.

Peace. As if he and his people weren’t the invading force, the monsters slipping in through the cracks between worlds, the latest threat that had to be accounted for. As if he himself hadn’t rent their world asunder himself in another world, another time. No. Peace was not something they could hash out with this baby-faced monarch with his too-big crown. Peace was the assurance of safety, security. Of control of the situation.

There could be no peace.

The higher ups were somehow surprised when Phantom took that to mean there would be war.

Amanda Waller was not.

The Fentons, as suspected, took the right side when all was revealed. Steady hands and flinty eyes as they crafted the weapons that would be needed for the coming fight. Minds even sharper in their maddened grief, hearts set on revenge for the son lost and the entity that stole his face and friends and sister in his garish pretense at humanity. They were blinded to the reality of the situation in its entirety, the potential in what their son truly was, but at the end of the day it didn’t really matter. They did what she needed them to do, they could believe whatever it was they wanted so long as they did.

By the time the boy king and his armies marched upon the Amity park facility, preparations had been put into place. The base in Amity had been stripped back to bare essentials, everything of importance moved to more secured locations.

The weapons labs.

The artifact.

The girl.

All tucked well away from the front lines where Phantom and his motley crew could not reach. Their time to be put in play would come, but not yet. First she needed to gauge what Phantom and his people were capable of, what they were willing to do in the name of what they wanted. Amity Park was a pawn well sacrificed on that front. As were the other facilities she’d left easy to find.

The problem with making children gods, with giving them crowns and calling them King and giving them armies to play with, was that they thought there should be rules. That even in the trenches tearing apart their enemies, there was a certain level of playing fair that everyone was held to. They thought there was a way the world worked, of how things should be that blinded them to more effective options even as time stretched on and desperation set in.

It was the Dead’s problem though, not hers.

She reached out to the Justice League. Sour faced, unhappy, bitterly reluctant to accept that she needed their help. Stone faced and barely containing their rage at what little they knew of the situation, they agreed to a meeting.

She didn’t let herself smile until she was well and truly alone in her office.

Greater good. A lie people told themselves. A fairytale told to children. A means of convincing the weaker willed that they had no choice, that they had a noble duty to bend to. A belief that could be wielded like a weapon if the fantasy of the idea had dug in deep enough. And there were few it had dug into so deep as the members of the Justice League.

Amanda Waller was someone who did what needed to be done.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands clenched tight on a victory long in the making.

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Part Four

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #danny fenton #amanda waller #GIW #ghost investigation ward #Jack Fenton #Maddie Fenton #bad parents jack & maddie fenton #cause none of this is angsty enough yet lol #tw references to vivisection #tw references to death #waller out here playing 3d chess #of course she wasn't surprised by the inevitable war she was just hoping she'd have her secret weapon ready before it actually kicked off #oh well she still has plans B - J to get through #and all the variations for each #gonna take care of her ghost problem and her justice league problem in one fell swoop if she gets her way #just throw some GIW agents into the meat grinder for a bit while she gets stuff in order & so she can see just what Danny is willing to do #anyway wonder what Elle is up to during all this #i'm sure she's fine and there's nothing to worry about #waller playing the long con yall

[wannabemylover]

rewatching the first episode of Hannibal and holy shit I forgot how good this is but it's actually insane that Brian fuller set up the ep like this, he introduces will and Hannibal by first briefly showing them at their core, at the darkest, most vile part of them---we get a glimpse behind the curtain---and then its gone, the curtain is snapped shut and we see their masks, their human suits.

Will empathizes with killers because he likes it, and he wants to kill but he refuses to give into the urge because he knows how much he'll like it and he won't be able to stop. So he lives vicariously through other killers, satisfying his own dark urge by feeding it little morsels of secondhand blood lust. Every crime scene he works gives the urge something that satisfies it, not enough for it to grow, but enough for it be sate. Enough that he can ignore it for long enough that he can walk around and be Professor Will Graham who is Weird, Brash, and Non-sociable.

And Hannibal is a cannibal at night and a psychiatrist by morning.

#hannibal #hannigram #hanniblogging #hannigram brainrot is real #also ive watched the entirety of hannibal like four times and everytime i watch it i still find stuff to lose my mind over #brian fuller the brain that you have #winston my beloved #also plzzzz the way hannibal was just gonna kill jack with like no hesitation #AND the way hannibal was fucking smitten from the moment he spoke to will #like wills all like i hate eye contract its distracting as hell and hannibal is just looking at him like 😍😍😍 #plss you are embarrassing yourself #also question #when will was like how do you see me and hannibal said that shit about the mongoose and the snakes and will just looks at him like ???? #do yall think he was confused because he was genuinely like dude what the actual fuck are you saying #or because he understood it #and the woman at hobbs' work being like two guys from the fbi #and neither of them are technically from the fbi #just two insane dudes having a first date by larping an active fbi investigation #omg and when will shoots hobbs he realizes that oh fuck this is my chance this is my chance to kill and finally satisfy that dark urge #so after he shoots him once he just keeps shooting shooting shooting till its impossible for hobbs to survive for hobbs to be dead #till it was will that killed him

[doreymifasolo]

Just mulling over the parallels between Dementus and Praetorian Jack, and their roles as Furiosa's mentors. "Make yourself valuable to Dementus, and he'll take care of you," is one of the first things Furiosa learns. So Furiosa adopts her role as Dementus' daughter figure. But as soon as "Little D" makes the choice to leave him, he disowns her. She then goes on to earn her place on Jack's crew as the driver of the rig. But once she becomes the most valuable person to Jack, he tells her that he will give her everything she needs to return home, knowing that she will never come back.

Dementus wanted to make Furiosa an appendage to him, but Jack made damn sure to teach her road war so that one day, she would not need him anymore.

#something something parenthood #love vs possession #not saying Jack was a father figure to her #but I'm not not saying it either #however you label their relationship they were willing to die for one another #and that's family #furiosa #praetorian jack #dementus #mad max furiosa #mad max #george miller #fury road #tom burke #anya taylor joy

[whetstonefires]

Hey here's an angle on the Jiang family dynamic and its impact on Wei Wuxian that I haven't seen discussed:

Wei Wuxian grew up seeing Jiang Yanli routinely having her agency cut off and denied in both large (betrothal) and small ways. That were largely tied up in her gender, sure, but this was also a family containing Yu Ziyuan. A daughter in this household had every chance of having her gender treated as of secondary importance.

She just had to earn it.

The way Jiang Yanli was hemmed in and her potential as an independent actor dismissed was at least as strongly correlated with her failure to be a powerful sword cultivator.

So Wei Wuxian's total refusal to let anyone know that he'd lost access to his cultivation and his violent reactivity against being diminished or condescended to during his Sunshot-to-death period, when before he was pretty immune to being looked down on, could have a lot to do with having been presented with this clearly labeled diagram of how your personhood gets stripped away when you are, by the standards of your society, disabled.

#hoc est meum #like jiang cheng's desire to die about it also has this #but he had some specific shame issues #and the realistic assessment that rebuilding his sect and getting revenge was now impractical #and his problem was never really feeling like his place in the world was actually going to be taken #just like he failed to deserve it #whereas wwx had his secrets to keep but even after he'd lived up to most of his obligations #during this period #and i think it's what he's so mad at himself about looking back #during the Empathy flashback #that he valued his pride and clinging to his status when it turned out #it did jack-all to help and he got everyone killed #(Present-Day wwx is not an objective source on himself lmao) #and this in turn is why in the present-time of the novel he's so willing to lean into the indignity of mo xuanyu #he now has nothing to lose and it's liberating #but during his march-toward-death era having any more of his self-respect and conceptual status stripped away was agony #because it felt like an unpersoning #and some of the disability angles around this come up in fandom sometimes but #the fact that he internalized the idea that not having this specific type of power means you lose your personal freedom looking at jyl #doesn't really #and i think she Very Much informed his relationship to #power gender disability and #marriage #mdzs #wei wuxian #jiang yanli

[arthursfuckinghat]

There's something so significant to me about Arthur's relationship with not just Charles, but Taima too.

Horses are a vital extension of each of the gang members, in personality and in their uses. Charles and Arthur especially are very skilled horsemen, they understand their horses needs and boundaries to a T.

It's a reoccurring joke in-game that the gang members respective horses won't let anyone ride or pet them except their owners, but there's a level of truth in that too. Early on, Arthur will mention how The Count immediately bucked him off when he once tried to ride him and how protective the horse is of Dutch.

That's a well known example, but if you take the time to try and pet the horses in camp, you'll see how skittish or unreceptive majority of the horses are to Arthur.

Taima, however, is quite docile. She is one of the few horses who doesn't get skittish in camp and gives no resistance to being pet by Arthur. She was happy to be ridden by Arthur in chapter one and responded to him well - which makes me think that she was likely used multiple times in place of Boadicea before the game began, or that she generally liked Arthur because of how close Charles was with him too.

There's also the significance in that Taima is the first and likely the last horse Arthur would ride in the events of rdr2, Charles could only carry Arthur's body so far on his own. Thank you, Taima.

#ououoi #it hurts #but I like to think that charles and his personality is reflected in taima too #quiet but quick and willing to go with the flow #flashback to when i tried to pet brown jack and he was NOT having it #let me know what you guys think <3 #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #mick squeaks #mick rants #arthur morgan #charles smith #dutch van der linde #taima rdr2 #the count rdr2 #boadicea rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 spoilers

[kindahoping4forever]

Nostalgia For A Time That Never Existed in Paris - 4 May 2024

#why and how does this suit make him look even taller than usual 😭 #5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #luke #nostalgia tour #nostalgia tour paris #kh4f post #the tour gods answered my prayers for Fonda length hair so i am excited 😌 #AND he's scruffy 😌 #AND wearing a tie #wins all around tbh #overall this fit is still heavy on the vampire Johnny Cash/Jack Skellington vibes but I'm willing to hear him out atm 😌

[moonshynecybin]

motogp race buildup always seems like there is some sort of second contest where there are secret WDC points for whomever is wearing the ugliest sunglasses

#current leader is jack miller and god willing that is the only thing he will win today #motogp #callie speaks

[littlebluejaydraws]

You know, in all my thousands of years, what happened to Jimmy Novak and his family- it's my greatest regret.

ID: Three digital drawings showing scenes for episodes 4.20 and 14.08 of Supernatural. The first drawing is a close up of Jimmy, slumped down and looking upwards with blood in his mouth. There is text over the drawing reading: "Me, just take me. Take me, please.". The second drawing shows Jimmy with his face tilted up while Cas repossesses him in 4.20 and Jack, also with his face tilted up, while Cas heals him in 14x08. In both cases, Cas is cupping their faces, which are lit up with light. The third drawing shows Cas, expression upset as he looks to the right. There is text reading: "Take me. Take me in his stead. Take me.". End ID.

#cas #castiel #jimmy novak #jack kline #claire novak #supernatural #spn #spn 4x20 #spn 14x08 #the rapture #byzantium #my continuing obsession with 4.20 #especially that shot of jimmy #also i really dislike all of cas and nicks conversations in 14.02 however i am willing to take the quote for my own purposes

[johnbly]

#james norrington #jack davenport #potcedit #potc #pirates of the caribbean #*potc #my gifs #noticed today the only times he calls jack captain is to mock him #i love a petty (former) commodore #still love that jack is out cold in the second one so james is just flexing for his men #and the way james is willing to show some degree of respect by usually going for mr. sparrow instead of just sparrow #but he will not go for this

[perfectlyfrosty]

Httyd trollhunters au… yes….

Better yet… HIJACK trollhunters au… or a crossover mayhaps…??? TRIPPLE CROSSOVER????? HTTYD + ROTG + TROLLHUNTERS + 3BELOW + WIZARDS QUINTUPLE CROSSOVER?????? *tearing at my hair*

Hijack trollhunters au ypu are everything to me………

#guh #im okay #hijack #jack frost #hiccup haddock #httyd #rotg #toa #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #i kind of need jack and jim to meet #idk they seem kind of similar #funny boys #also HICCUP PLEASE HICCUP #I need these three to meet #i need this crossover now #please im willing to beg- *gunshot* #peppermintspost #fic ideas

[the-mushroom-faerie]

Jack O'Neill has Irish ancestry. John Sheppard has Irish ancestry. Carson Beckett is Scottish. Peter Grodin is British. the Arthur legend is based in the British Isles. the Ancients used the Arthur legend to explain some of what they were doing. the four men I just mentioned all have the ATA gene.

#im willing to bet a majority of people with the ata gene are from great britain or ireland #and vice versa i bet the majority of people from uk/ireland have the ata gene #which means i have a high chance of having the ata gene #if it were real that is #stargate #stargate sg1 #stargate atlantis #jack o'neill #john sheppard #peter grodin #carson beckett #mushroom theories

[crimson-bebop]

"If he were to stay for you, he would kill you. And your death would kill him."

The fact that even Chaos/Castor knows that her death would be too much for Jacks - that it would be the one thing that would truly break him. Even more so than anything that had happened to him before... Like everyone knows the depths of Jacks love for her.

🥹🥹🥹

#and yet no one is willing to risk it because they all know she's the best #it's so sweet and tragic #evangeline fox #castor valor #evajacks #tbona #evangeline x jacks #ouabh #jacks prince of hearts

[laxxarian]

Picnic time with the Fentons

Danny was in Amity Park with his family, having a little picnic.

After everything that happened, everyone accepted Danny as Phantom. Everything was going well when a new family arrived in Amity Park, they are the Wayne family.

The Waynes just wanted a time-out from work, well, more like Alfred wanted them a time-out and sooner or later, during their visit in Amity. Bruce meets the Fentons and everything are spiraling down there cuz everyone still sees the Fentons as crazy scientists that keeps shooting down around the town but the difference from before and now are like joking about the past.

And that the Amity accepted their fate.

The Waynes thinks that they are villains but just really dumb but cant really say that since the Fentons are actually quite good at fixing tech and also making one out of every day materials like a thermos.

Danny thinks that this is all just hilarious and cracked up some dead jokes that got Jason eyeing on him while Jack laughs and the others just sighs in annoyance.

One of them commented: "I don't even know which side you're better off with. Dead or alive?

and Danny casually replies with: "Both are a die-hard fan, I guess."

and so on.

But what's really intriguing in all of this is just whenever Danny questions where the GIW is, everyone just can't seem to remember and the Waynes are confused so they asked Danny about it and Danny answered.

In all of this Q&A session, the Waynes found out that he's a halfa but not all too surprised that Danny would've thought they'd be but then again, Danny had an inkling feeling as to why.

No

He does know why.

And that this all picnic is all one big lie

"I'm still inside a facility, am I?" Danny asked, his glistening eyes looked straight back at Bruce with a cowl on.

"Hn."

or

"Where am I?" Danny asked, his voice hoarse. Jason didn't look at him, avoiding Danny's gaze that only made Danny laugh tiredly. "Thank you..." Danny closed his eyes and when he opens it again, he sees himself on a table, strapped and muffled. The dissection time were already over by the time he opens them.

Danny was thanking a person who helped him even if it was a lie.

Martian Manhunter helped him.

#danny phantom #dpxdc #crossover #batman #danny fenton #justice league #batfam #jazz fenton #maddie fenton #jack fenton #it was all a lie #batman needed to know more on whats the inside of the facility #but couldnt get anything #so the next big thing was for martian manhunter to locate anyone that could be of help in giving them info #martian only found one willing recipient #it was danny #before he went inside the mind #danny's organs were being harvested #danny asked if he could go on a picnic #also #danny's family are being experimented also #danny's organs are placed inside of his family since they wanted to know what would happen if a ghost's organ would work on a human #danny knew this #and that hurts more than getting dissected

[naughtyservant]

After a while a new pic completed! This time, the reference sheet of the human version of a very hungry rat! His appetitive as same as big than the bags under his eyes lol

This hot boy belongs to SapphJack (Twitter)! Thanks you so very much for all your support and patience!

Don't forget like, reblog and follow me for more human versions of hot preds °v°)r

#Naughty Servant #SFW #M/M #M/? #Gay Vore #Gay #Male Pred #Male Vore #Human Vore #Human Pred #Willing Pred #Oral Vore #Soft Vore #Same Size #Oc’s #Original Character #Commission #Digital Art #Jack #Reference Sheet

[craqueluring]

the first scene is deleted and was supposed to be directly before the second scene. in both, will uses the "i'm just pointing out the snare around your neck. what you do about it is entirely up to you" line. there are SO many deleted scenes that would've made will's tendency/capacity for manipulation so much more obvious, and this is one of them

now this gets me thinking.. what was will's plan? yes, he sets up and agrees to the whole 'kidnap and kill hannibal with mason' plan, but then at some point he decides to cut hannibal free of the straitjacket.

if he didn't get knocked out by carlo, what would he have done? was he planning to use the knife to kill mason and carlo and whoever else showed up with hannibal? would he have just stood back and watched hannibal do it? would he have joined in the killing and hid behind the excuse of self defense when questioned? would he have shared the savage pleasure of problem solving hunting mason with hannibal?

he made mason think he was his man in the room while he (kinda) made hannibal believe he was his as well. when the time came, he betrayed mason and freed hannibal. this, in some way, parallels and foreshadows will's betrayal of jack and choosing of hannibal in mizumono (with the 'they know' phone call). at the last moment, when will is forced to choose a side, will will always choose hannibal.

#obviously wills end goal was not arresting hannibal like he told jack #because hannibal would have the obvious excuse of self defense and will would be so heavily incriminated for orchestrating this #sooooo #pluto analyzes #kinda #nbc hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal #will graham #hannigram #mine #hannibal meta #hannibal analysis #mason verger #tome wan #hannibal 2x12