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Grape Hyacinth (Muscari Armeniacum)
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devatronthechaotic · 2 days
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Hubris
I am hungry for your presence. For your taste, for your essence. Every bit of you is iridescent. You shine and glitter- In the pale moon's light. Oh, you make me so bitter. My heart pitter platters. To the best of my control. I am losing in this matter. My fingers crave to brush against your face My arms ache to wrap around your figure. I give into the desire, to hold you once more. There I've spoiled myself. A hedonist as I say I am. I pull you close with my hand I graze your face and breathe in the wet scent of rain and fear off of you. I've had enough of this foolish extremity. I've had enough of this foolish heart, that makes me ache for domesticity with you. I've spilled my guts out for you with my love. I put myself out there, I wanted to gain your trust. So I took my heartbreak, a sharp tool indeed. I gave into the black rage, and with a thrust. Everything between us was lost. For that I tried to gift you a gift. But you didn't want it. "Didn't I?" That is what you say. For that one line had never left me so dismayed. I forgive you. So forgive me too. I flay and slice. And now you have a companion in death. Oh, now I leave you to both to stay. I do not bid goodbye. My heart aches without you. I could not rip out my own and gift it to you. Another heart will do. I bend and contort. I offer you my broken heart, in the city of Florence. I loved, I love you. You are the bane of my anger and adorance. I remember you said you built "forts" How unfortunate you cannot protect your feelings from what you love the most. Is that why you are so weak to my advances? Is that why I am weak to yours? Tell me this Will... Will you be the one that fills me whole? With love or with a satisfied stomach? The one that satisfies my hunger for companionship. For an equal person who stands with me and understands me.
We meet again, somehow. I'm not surprised. You my dear, always knew where to find me. Sit here in front of paintings and lighting. Before and after. To be one and whole. Molded into one we become easily confused Before and after, is the only way to tell the difference. The only way to choose. "Strange seeing you here in front of me. Been staring of the after images of you in places you haven't been in years." "If I saw you every day, forever, Will, I would remember this time" We both smiled. And for a moment. A small moment. Here in this museum, we were happy. Please...my sweet William. I love you. You say "We're conjoined. I'm curious whether either of us can survive separation." I take that decision into my hands and I try to saw you off. Then I carry you back home. In the chilling snow. You've had enough. You say goodbye. No matter the calculations I've made. We cannot go back in time. Here I kneel on the snow, brought back in time to when I was a boy. I was vulnerable. I gave myself up. Once more, I do it again, it's because of you.
I stand my ground and find a place. Where you'll always know where to find me.
I smile, you've returned. and in a jealous frenzy I try to destroy what you've formed. A family? No Will, you are my family. In the end, in the end. We fight together, a red dragon. You recall a moment when I once said. "Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight? It appears quite black." Now you say "It really does look black." And for a moment I wanted to laugh. "This is all I ever wanted for you, for the both of us." I say. "It's beautiful." With that, I pull you in and hold you close. Your balance is off, I don't care. We fall back and for a moment we are sound. We hit the water and sink deep. We hit the sand. This is perfect. This alright. This is love.
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the-evil-clergyman · 2 months
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Primavera by George Clausen (1914)
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S03E02 "Primavera"
He knew where to look for me.
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tethered-heartstrings · 2 months
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hannibal nbc "primavera" / "the general zapped an angel" by karel thole
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illustratus · 1 year
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Hannibal 3.02 Primavera | 3.03 Secondo
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pesky--dust · 5 months
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A friendly reminder that after the last supper in “Mizumono” we never see Will eat again, and in “Primavera” Rinaldo Pazzi states that Mr. Graham is already dead himself. Moreover, according to the script, in “Dolce” Will moves behind a starvation cage, appearing as though he's trapped inside.
Because he feels the same ACHE as Hannibal, do you get it? :)
Yes, I'm making myself feel unwell because of that thought almost daily.
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anatomicalmartyr · 2 years
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Isabelle de Borchgrave’s gorgeous paper recreations of Botticelli’s Flora and Pallas’ dresses and their original counterparts:
“Primavera” by Sandro Botticcelli, ca. 1477-82
“Pallas and the Centaur” by Sandro Botticelli, ca. 1482
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fright-designs · 5 days
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“You entered the foyer of my mind and stumbled down the hall of my beginnings.” 🔪🩸🍴🦌
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Star Magnolia (Magnolia Stellata)
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praline1968 · 11 days
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mistikfir · 5 months
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3X02 "Primavera"
"Someday perhaps a cup will come together."
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noelsghost · 6 months
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will's dialogue with abigail in primavera is so heart wrenching no matter how you look at it because if you interpret it as him speaking to his imago of her, then he believes to his core that abigail always loved hannibal more than him, and if you interpret it as an inner dialogue between the part of him that still desires hannibal and the rest of him, then the line "after everything he's done, you'd still go to him?" makes me want to start screaming and never stop
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ya-no-la-quiero · 2 months
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Virginia Woolf
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