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- the things that you might like don't grow inside of me will graham. 31. FBI teacher & special investigator, fisherman. -will graham RP account. see 'about' before interacting.-

[ohhtheperiphery]

Do you really think Dr. Chilton killed Abigail Hobbs?

I don’t.

[omophagist]

It’s hard to have anything isn’t it? Rare to get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.

screencap meme: hannibal + scenery (+minimalism/space); for renlybaratheon

[datseabass-deactivated20161128]

I’m sure you can… [She made a face and shrugged] kindle it or something…download on amazon, I don’t know. I’ve read it—he used Carroll’s anagrams like a pattern to track him down, I found it rather intriguing. Actually! [Visibly perking, she grinned and tapped his arm] You know what I learned how to do?! Have you ever heard of the Equidistant Letter Sequence? I learned how to do it last summer, haha…I used to um…

[She was about to say leave messages for Thor in her journals, but shut herself up]

So that crazy son of a bitch could be trailing you right now and you wouldn’t even know it… [Lips curled in and she nodded along with a small smirk] Whelp…!  Can’t say you lead a provincial life, now can you?

[ablackravenstag]

[He nodded, even though he knew that if he didn't get it on hard copy, he wouldn't read it. He didn't own a tablet and he wasnt' going to get one and he wasn't going to get a kindle either. It's not that he hated those things he just... didn't love them.

He raised his eyebrows a little in reaction to her sudden excitement, and shook his head.] - No, I don't think I've heard of that. I'm mostly a profiler more than a field agent, so my fields are extensive as... biology, psychology, forensics and some random trivia that's helped me along the years. 

[He laughed quietly and said] - Nah, he doesn't need to trail me. He's not that obvious. And yeah, I guess you could say that, but I did try to leave peacefully, I just... have trouble finding me on every corner, so to speak.

[katiazamolodchikova]

[datseabass-deactivated20161128]

In um… [She dipped her head and bit her bottom lip while laughing quickly] 1996, Richard Wallace wrote the book, ‘Jack the Ripper, Light-Hearted Friend’that provides all the evidence and support that the author and his assistant Thomas Vere Bayne actually did commit the murders since, you know, someone had to tempt the hookers with grapes and get them in the damn carriage. 

[Frowning, she tried to dig her hands deeper into her pockets, but there was nowhere to go so she just bit her bottom lip and dropped her eyes]

Were they um… [Bad joke time, always bad joke time] diet cannibals and that’s why they kinda let you slip on the wayside? Or did you have to fight them off? I most certainly hope it wasn’t the latter, I mean… [Eyes flicked down and then back up] you’re lucky to be alive.

[ablackravenstag]

[He frowned. A book was all the proof there was? It sounded rather sensational.] - I'll have to take a look at that book. I could believe that the man had a strong inclination towards... well, disgusting things that had to do with children, mostly. But him being a serial killer, and a ruthless one at that... I don't know. He doesn't really fit the profile.

[Will didn't laugh. He scratched his nose briefly and sighed almost inaudibly] - I uh... had to kill one of them. Still trying to catch the other. -[he raised an eyebrow and let out a somewhat bitter laugh]- He's a hard fish to catch.

[malkavwolf-deactivated20151127]

Could be this world, always changing before our eyes.

[Or people, but people don’t change.]

Yeah, you can say that. Went through a lot.

[He gestured at the side of his temple.]

—A lifetime of war, as they say, huh.

[ablackravenstag]

                    -I don't know. I could work with a world that changed in a good way. But things get bleaker... or I get more bitter.

[Will nodded and looked down. He took off his glasses and cleaned off a bit of dust with a handkerchief that he kept on his front pocket]      -You sound like you could use a glass of whiskey. I sure could.

[yubilee]

[tenebrisminflesh-deactivated201]

Giving in implies a loss of control, and that’s something you’ve fought as well. But there’s something to be said about instincts, inclinations.

[Will was inclined to keep his darker core bedded down, just as Hannibal was inclined to wake it.] They’re generally present for good reasons. If you hadn’t followed your instincts, who knows if the killers you’ve put away would have ever been caught.

[ablackravenstag]

[Will listened to him as if he were speaking to someone else. But he was aware that if that someone else was the Will that used to occupy the skin he wore, things would seem different. The old Will would feel scared and guilty of giving in, as Hannibal had said, to that small portion of what he knew lurked inside of him. That thing to which he gave a free pass to roam on his imagination from time to time, and left him shaking and breathless. He used to be so afraid of thinking about how and why he felt and saw things the way he did... and Hannibal had made sure that he surpassed that fear. Each time that that notion crossed his consciousness he felt the imperious need to beat the shit out of something. It was Hannibal's fault that his borders were blurred, that his ravenstag got loose and claimed a body count. To Will, Hannibal was the Ripper not only for what he did to his victims, not only because he ripped organs and limbs and flesh, but because he ripped people off their own consciousness and self awareness. He stole people's identity and reality and replaced them with something rotten.

And Will saw all of that with each word that left the doctor's mouth. He saw that in his poise and the tone of his voice that could persuade a gazelle into lying still with its eyes closed in front of a lion.

The respect and despise he felt towards the man before him were unparalleled.]

         - I am not entirely clear on what my instincts want as much as I am not clear on what my rationality says. My mind is a maelstrom and it's getting hard to pin-point an exact feeling or thought.

[seraaphinamorgenstern]

[hannibalhasthetardisat221b]

[malkavwolf-deactivated20151127]

[That made him smile, almost melancholic. He’s slightly envious.]

Do you wake up sometimes, wondering if you’re still sane enough—to go through another day? I feel like the world’s too old but it keeps changing so fast, you know?

[ablackravenstag]

[Will looked at Bucky and saw someone that was older than he looked and that was more tired than he let on. And he could relate.] -On a daily basis, ever since I remember. And I don't know if it's the world's fault or mine, but sometimes I feel like we cannot exist on the same terms. The world usually wins, obviously, and I have to comply.

[He felt like it was a private subject, but he was curious. And so, he went on about it cautiously] -I get the feeling we've been through some similar... issues regarding identity and self recognition.

[tenebrisminflesh-deactivated201]

Everyone has thought about killing someone. [Hannibal’s eyes followed Will’s, dropped down to his fingers curled around each other.] One way or another.

[Will’s way was apparently with his hands, no divine intervention necessary. Hands that fixed boat motors and bathed dogs, hands that were growing more comfortable around the shape of a gun. Hannibal wondered how comfortable his throat would feel nestled in the webbing between Will’s thumb and forefinger.] And some people go through with it.

[ablackravenstag]

[Will finally separated his hands and laid them open on each leg, his gaze returning to Lecter, his composure still calm but full of a soundless white rage and something that he could only describe as disgust.]

             -I've fought against the urge ever since I remember and I really don't know if I could give in now. - [he said, emotionless. There was a half truth hidden there.]

[ablackravenstag]

-- i'm on skype if u wanna hit me up ic or ooc!

[malkavwolf-deactivated20151127]

So it’s like being into something but not necessarily condone to it—something like that?

[A pause.]

… You hesitated there, Will. 

[ablackravenstag]

-Yeah, something like that. 

[Will scratched his cheek] - Well, let's say that I had my doubts about what my boundaries were. It's been a bumpy ride for me as of late and I'm readjusting one too many things. But at the core, I still know myself.

[tenebrisminflesh-deactivated201]

My knowing what you need doesn’t equate to you carrying through with it. And any attempt I make at pushing you will likely be met with resistance, to say you’re wary of me is an understatement.

[Hannibal shook his head and passed his tongue over the back of his incisors. He could vaguely taste lunch if he tried, cheeks in a citrus sauce.] And you’ve already said you don’t want to kill me.

[ablackravenstag]

[Will raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes wandering away from the doctor's face and landind on his own hands, which he flexed like trying to remember a feeling of flesh contorting under pressure, and blood pumping against his palms.

Damn, did he ever want to kill him. But he wouldn't show his cards-- not yet anyway]

                 -I don't want to, no. But we all fantasize, don't we?

[datseabass-deactivated20161128]

[She bit her bottom lip and smiled while tilting her head back so she could look him in the eye]

Oh my god, that’s hilarious—I’d like to be a Tyrell, too! A Tyrell or a Stark because between you and me, I’m one of the toughest chicks you’ll ever meet. [Her cheeky grin and toss of the hair behind her shoulders were emphasized by her hands stuffing into her pockets] Chesapeake Ripper, huh? [She nodded along while chewing on the inside of her cheek] Speaking of rippers, did you know that Lewis Carroll was Jack the Ripper? It’s basically been proven—I find that nuts, but totally believable. [Her brow furrowed and and tilted her head with a frown] How common are we talking here…? Like, could I be standing in the bread aisle with one or is it more like if you were given a lineup, a certain percentage of them would most likely be cannibals?

[ablackravenstag]

[Will made a face, scrunching up his nose and frowning a little] - I don't know about the Starks. Their hearts are on the right place and they're actually the best family when it comes to moral values but they're not... really smart about things. The Tyrells are more self absorved-- but not as terrible as the Lannisters --and they're definitely one of the smartests houses. I suppose it's because they were born at the heart of the conflict whereas the Starks are more like peasants instead of royalty. They just got stuck in a world they didn't want to have part in.

[He looked at her briefly, somewhat confused] -What do you mean it has been proven? How?

[Will smiled briefly] - I'm talking like... one out of one hundred, maybe. I know it doesn't sound like many, but it's plenty. I've just had the bad luck of meeting two of the worse... and some others that were beating around that bush but didn't completely get there.

[pleoros]

Youngsuk Suh - Let Burn, 2011