WILL GRAHAM

there's a shadow on
you, .. son.. ..you
are .... ..corrosive.


ind. season 1
#willstrayham

rhetthammersmith:

dog cloud over Manhattan 

jeveuxtarevanche:

interrupting conversations to point at dogs in public

Post Mortem- Hugh Dancy Interview 

tomorrowseventstoday:

image

      Just a bad kid.

      [ It’s something he’s heard before, as
          an English runaway it was some
          sort of mantra stuck in his head, on
          repeat from the mouth of the store
          owners that usually end up noticing
          the missing snacks and water bottles. ]

      But that’s okay.

( he pauses. a defence is ready
  on his mouth — not a bad kid,
  i didn’t mean that either — but
  he lets it go. he’s curious over
  the boy’s passive acceptance. )

       Is it?

illripyourthroat:

image

       ”Did you ever hear the joke about pizza?”

The definitive joke about pizza?”

formerbravo:

image

               Well, then—
                        That’s not an understatement.
                        So are you calling me a middle of
                         the road 
person?

        Would that be a bad thing?

cutoffthehead:

image

     ”well. ain’t that a relief, had me
          swallowin’ down my stomach there
          for a minute.”

          [ sugary lilt, impersonal and distracted. 
     he doesn’t very much care for 
     that cough of feathers. ]

  ( will’s voice loses some of its learned
  briskness; becoming treacly — slower:
  impersonating the impersonal, picking
  up the rhythm of flippancy, but leaving
  it off-kilter and too deliberate. )

                   ”I'm sorry.
                          Is your conscience a sore spot?”

wreathsofrue:

image

        —…

 Prolonged pause. )

        ( his voice tries to be soothing
          but the ticking pause he
          takes to consider her before
          he speaks robs him of his
          warmth; the second’s pause
          gives him a metronome’s 
          wary countenance. )

                  — There’s no need to look nervous.

formerbravo replied to your post:
Well, you’re not calling me a /good/ person.

image

      Good seems a much more — severe sentiment than bad.
      —A more delicate balance. Too fragile to impose on you.
                                                                          As if it is trapping.

image

I'm not calling you a bad person.

        ( he’s careful where he puts his inflection here,
        not on I’m, not on bad: barely dodging a bullet,
        his wing clipped. ) 

sapphirescales:

[ her own amusement is equally spiteful,
  challenging in its decaying glory. ]

Of course, the secret illustrious life
of Special Agent Will Graham.

How could I have forgotten.

image

    ( he stares at her, silent. the
      twitch of his frown is 
      animalistic between his 
      brows; a scavenger bird’s
      uneasy wings; the flicker
      of a pig’s black eyes.
      carnal confusion, sensing
      danger. )

If you want to say something –– say it.

MJ