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I asked in your other blog ( sorry)
Are all supernatural considered evil spirits, what about the kami, in historical events yokai ( supernatural) can become Kami does that exist, actually now that I think about it I guess no in the world of TBHK
and again no worries.
I'm not entirely sure, but from what AidaIro has given us this. Yes, it seems all supernatural spirits are considered evil.
Hanako spoke about Yokai at the beginning of the story.
Hanako said some people thought Youkai was more powerful than God. Personally, we got story no.6 aka Hakubo mentioned by Hanako and as Hanako said shuten douji was defeated by Yorimitsu. Demon Shuten Douji is family of no.6 . Yorimitsu decided to use a no.6 who doesn't feel anything,for dirty work and so it was for generations. Until a human girl he fell in love with appeared. He defied them and became mystery no.6.
This means that he became a Youkai serving God.
No.6 served the Minamoto people and now serves God, so I don't think they can become Kami in tbhk world. They are lower than God. Demons are shown to be powerful because no.6 is shown to be powerful and ruthless, but not powerful enough to equal God.
Hanako mentions God several times, but who is this God? Unknown.
Nightly Ritual (Lucifer x F!Reader)
Description: Lucifer tended to stay up far later than he should, and he certainly wasn't easy to convince to come to bed. You, however, had a few tricks up your sleeve.
Warnings: Fluff (that's it. that's the whole post), sleepy sleepy reader, no use of Y/N, no beta we die like men
Author's Note: This one has been sitting in my drafts for a hot minute now. I've got another one I'm working on and may not finish that has similar vibes with a touch of angst (what can I say, I know what I like). I'm not sure how much Hazbin I'll write for, as I'm not super involved with the fandom at this point. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Word Count: 897
This has been cross-posted on my AO3 account which you can find here.
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Lucifer spent many a night in his workshop working and you spent many a night trying to pull him away from said work and into bed. Besides, what was the point of a king-sized bed if there wasn’t a king to share it with? At some point you realized that if you could get him to enter the bedroom the battle was practically won. But how could you consistently make that happen? The answer fell into your lap one night when you dozed off watching him work. He gazed at you fondly for a moment before finally scooping you up and carrying you off to bed. As soon as he deposited you beneath the sheets you pulled him along with you as he let out a surprised umph. And so this dance of yours began. You would fall asleep in his office and he would carry you to bed. It didn’t take him long for him to catch on to your little game, but he couldn’t help but play along.
Most nights you’d pull up a chair to his desk, your head moving from resting in your palm to laying across your arm as you began to drift off. Other time’s you’d sit next to him, resting your head on his shoulder as he tinkered away. Once or twice you even sat in his lap with your head buried in the crook of his neck as he hummed softly in your ear. Tonight though, you unintentionally mixed things up.
Luci heard the door creak open not too long after supper as you padded into the room. He was a bit surprised. Usually you wouldn’t start this song and dance until much later in the evening. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder as you peered at his current project. Maybe you were just here to watch tonight.
“Whatcha working on?” Though, to be honest, you already knew the answer.
“Oh, just the usual.”
You fell into a comfortable silence. Every now and again you’d ask a question about what he was doing or what tool he was using, to which he would happily answer. After one particularly in depth question he turned to you, “so, you trying to pick up the tools of the trade?”
“How do you know I’m not already an expert?”
“Oh ho ho, I think we both remember what happened last time.”
You swatted at his shoulder playfully, “oh hush you.”
“I’m not the one who almost set the office ablaze,” he raised his eyebrows as he challenged you to retort.
”Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. You should be thankful I took such a tremendous responsibility off your hands.”
“Mhmm,” you could feel his quiet laughter reverberate in his chest. He continued working, humming contently whenever you’d pepper kisses on his cheek. Eventually the frequency of your musings began to slow as he noted your breathing deepening, “you sure you don’t want to come sit in my lap?” While he didn’t want you toppling over, he was reveling in the close contact and would be damned if it ended any time soon.
“Can see what you’re doing better from up here,” the way you mumbled made it evident that sleep was soon to follow.
“You sure you’re not gonna fall asleep back there?”
“Mhmm. ‘m not even that tired.”
He turned and placed a kiss on your cheek, “whatever you say, dear.”
You did, in fact, fall asleep back there. Just as the first soft snore left your lips he felt you begin to slide to the side. He unfurled his wings, keeping you upright until he could turn around and lift you into his arms, “alright missy, let’s get you to bed.” You stirred slightly, lazily reaching an arm over his shoulder to stroke the feathers at the base of his wings as he carried you down the hall. The only clue that he had finally made it to the room was the soft click of the door before he laid you down on the bed. Before you had the chance to pull him down with you he had stepped out of your grasp. You turned to face him, worried that your plan had been unsuccessful this evening, “stay, please.”
“I’ll be right there, just need to slip into something more comfortable.” A few minutes later he climbed under the covers and pulled you to him, the warmth of bare chest pulling you in like a duckling to its mother.
You looped an arm around him once more, tracing your fingers across his back in search of those oh-so-soft wings. You huffed, disappointed to find he had tucked them away, “Luci?”
“Yes dear?”
You rubbed small circles until he finally got the hint. “Ohhh, someone sure is needy tonight, hmm?” His tone was playful, though it could be argued that he found much more satisfaction from wrapping you up in his wings than you did. And you loved when he wrapped you up. You began combing your fingers through his feathers again as he practically purred, “you know if you keep that up I may just have to start coming to bed earlier.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” there was that mumbling again as you began to drift off.
He chuckled, a soft, deep tone, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
Just rewatched my favorite movie the other day-- still 5 stars. I finally got my sister to watch it with me and she really enjoyed it, but now she won't stop quoting the infamous Italian scene...
10 years ago today, "Secondo" first aired (June 18, 2015).
"Love."
"What your sister made you feel was beyond your conscious ability to control or predict... I would suggest what Will Graham makes you feel is not dissimilar. A force of mind and circumstance."
"Love. He pays you a visit or he doesn't."
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"Betrayal and forgiveness are best seen as something more akin to falling in love."
"You cannot control with respect to whom you fall in love."
Hannibal 3x03 - "Secondo"
Link to my companion post about that particular scene
Here is the song that Hannibal was playing in the clip above:
Another Reddit find: Mads Mikkelsen dancing
Link to the original post
That look that Jack gives Will after Hannibal surrenders and says "I want you to know exactly where I am, and where you can always find me," really says it all. Like, oh yeah, he knows.
There's something about the way Hannibal says "Love" so plainly and immediately because that's truly what it is. The way he just breathes it out almost like a sigh, "Love," like he adores just saying the word when it comes in the context of Will. And the way the notes of the piano punctuate his words... It's said plain and simple, but in reality it carries so much weight.
It carries the weight of their entire relationship prior to this- betrayal and forgiveness and all... "bones and all." Loving Will gives Hannibal great joy, but it has also caused him great sorrow. Here Hannibal acknowledges that his love for Will is "beyond his conscious ability to control or predict," which mirrors his words from earlier in the episode:
"You cannot control with respect to whom you fall in love."
This scene has always stood out to me, and it's still one of my favorite moments. When I was doing my anniversary post series and came up with the idea to do the quotes for each episode, what I immediately thought of was this-
"Love. He pays you a visit or he doesn't."
I think it's safe to say Love has certainly paid Hannibal Lecter a visit.
Hannibal 3x03 - "Secondo"
antony dimmond really thought he had rizz when he actually just looked like hannibal's ex.
anyway look at this gif I found
Mads Mikkelsen in The Hunt (Jagten), 2012
For his performance, Mads received the Cannes Film Festival Award for Best Actor in 2012.
"From out her eyes, wherever they may move
come spirits that are all aflame with Love;
they pierce the eyes of any one who looks
and pass straight through till each one finds the heart;
upon her face you see depicted Love,
there where done dares to hold his gaze too long."
From Dante Alighieri's La Vita Nuova, chapter XIX - 1293
Hannibal 2x08 - "Su-zakana"
Wonderful video by Via Cinema on Christoph Waltz in Tarantino's films.
Saw this on Reddit today
"'The end and aim of my love formerly lay in the greeting of this lady to whom you are perhaps referring, and in this greeting dwelt my bliss which was the end of all my desires. But since it pleased her to deny it to me...'"
"'...my lord, Love, through his grace, has placed all my bliss in something that cannot fail me.'"
"Then these ladies began speaking among themselves, and just as the rain can be seen falling mingled with beautiful flakes of snow, so did I seem to hear their words coming forth mingled with sighs."
From Dante's La Vita Nuova, chapter XVIII
Hannibal 3x07 - "Digestivo"
Hannibal, 2001
"Joyous Love seemed to me, the while he held
My heart within his hands, and in his arms
My lady lay asleep wrapped in a veil.
He woke her then and trembling and obedient
She ate that burning heart out of his hand;
Weeping I saw him then depart from me."
Dante's first sonnet from La Vita Nuova, translated by Mark Musa
"Dr. Fell, do you believe that a man could become so obsessed with a woman from a single encounter?"
Hannibal 1x01 - "Apéritif"
"Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her, and find nourishment at the very sight of her? I think so."
Hannibal 3x06 - "Dolce"
"Would she see through the bars of his plight, and ache for him?"
Hannibal 3x13 - "The Wrath of the Lamb"
Mads Mikkelsen in Nu (Now) 2003
Mads Mikkelsen and Hugh Dancy, 2004 vs 2025
My Spectre letterboxd review
Saint Irene Tending Saint Sebastian, Francesco del Cairo
Hannibal and Will, 3x06 - "Dolce"
Between Life and Death - Fábio Magalhães
Found this article on the Brazilian painter Fábio Magalhães' hyperealistic oil paintings from his collection called Between Life and Death; I think they are very beautiful. I'll put just a couple of his works here but all of them can be found in the article that I've linked along with an interview.
"When I use my imagination to create what we could call metaphors of a body-image, I believe it deals with strategies that I use to bring the private universe and common sense closer to human nature. As I present these images in the painting format, I intend to draw attention to the actions, often incomprehensible, that man has been facing in various parts of the world, whether they are close, distant or in a virtual state."
