Field on fire

Like a plague of locusts, like an exit, like an end "Killing him felt good." [ indie rp blog for nbc hannibal's Will Graham ]

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i moved will to this blog, please follow me over here, as this blog is going to be archived

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i moved will to this blog, please follow me over here, as this blog is going to be archived

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i moved will to this blog, please follow me over here, as this blog is going to be archived

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i moved will to this blog, please follow me over here, as this blog is going to be archived

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i moved will to this blog, please follow me over here, as this blog is going to be archived

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do you think molly graham’s friends and family were ever like “GIRL blink if you need help”

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Are you profiling me, Dr. Bloom?

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luciferspoke‌:

@grahamcrackin said: “You’re legally obligated to keep holding me." 

HE STIRS but doesn’t open his eyes; instead, he pulls Will in closer, embracing him tighter. Matthew buries his nose into the other man’s soft curls; he purrs before speaking, his voice thick and heavy from sleep – “Wasn’t thinkin’ of letting you go.”

A smile graces is lips, then he remembers, “You have work today, don’t you?”

Will presses his face into his chest. He hooks one of his legs with Matt’s, his arm sliding over his waist. It had snowed last night, leaving it colder than usual inside the house. Warm and comfortable, he doesn’t want to get out of bed. He wants to stay with Matthew. It’s the perfect day for it.

“Technically, only if I go,” he remarks wryly, tilting his head up to catch Matthew’s reaction, though without his glasses he’s little more than a blur even this close.

@luciferspoke​

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luciferspoke‌:

@grahamcrackin​ cont. from here.

Will goes still beneath his touch and Alan finds it adorably attractive. He tries his best to push away the beginnings of a smile that is forming along his lips, but he is unsuccessful, so he pushes forward. Gentle thumbs trail Will’s defined jaw and Alan bends slightly at his knees in order to better plant a kiss on the shorter man’s waiting mouth. Lips land gently along Will’s own, melding with every contour as Alan tastes. His intent had been only a quick kiss, introductory in nature, an easy transition from friends to more, but he’s parting his lips just as his initial aim is tossed out. His tongue is sliding in and now, he’s waiting for an equal response. 

Will’s lips part easily. It should probably be a little embarrassing how completely he melts into the show of affection. He can’t even remember the last time he was kissed. His hand rests on the back of Alan’s neck, and someone’s mouth on his probably shouldn’t turn him on so much. It’s been a while.

It’s the last thing he wants to do in that moment, but he pulls back before he can get carried away. He has to admit it’s an unexpected turn of events. He honestly thought Alan avoided him on purpose. 

“I, um,” he rolls his shoulders, looking up at Alan in a way that’s almost shy. He can feel his face flushing. “I think this is the first time we’ve ever been alone together.”

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luciferspoke‌:

@grahamcrackin​ cont. from here.

Scowl settles in as blue eyes grow wide. Alan has grown used to Will’s tendency to snap upon hearing something he doesn’t particularly like or appreciate, even if it is the truth.

Still, the man’s contemptuous tone stung and left Alan feeling a little regretful, but only for a moment. He wouldn’t mind his own business if there was irreparable damage being done to someone he cared for. “I understand you’re under a lot of stress. That’s why it’s important, especially now, to take a step back and look at things objectively.” Despite the rather sour look that remains on his face, Alan keeps his voice flat and smooth hoping that cooler heads would prevail.

If Alan knew the true nature of his relationship with Hannibal, he would freak out. Will was never technically Hannibal’s patient, but he realizes how it looks, so they’re discreet.

He frowns, trying to think before responding this time. Will knows there’s a codependent aspect to what he and Hannibal have together. He even knows Hannibal actively works to encourage that dynamic. It should bother Will, but it doesn’t. 

“I’m not sure what you expect me to do about it,” he tries, less hostile this time. Maybe he and Hannibal aren’t good for each other, but it’s the most rewarding and stimulating relationship Will’s ever had in his life. It feels like fate.

“I don’t expect you to understand.” Hell, Will doesn’t fully understand. It frightens him sometimes, how profoundly he’s bonded with Hannibal. “But this is worth it to me.”

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[rothelp]

11/22/63,  a novel by stephen king,  sentence starters.

life turns on a dime. sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?

a person who doesn’t learn from the past is an idiot, in my estimation.

when all else fails, give up and go to the library.

sarcastic people tend to be marshmallows underneath the armor. i’m no different.

the multiple choices of possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to.

the devil’s voice is sweet.

sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a story’s just a story.

humans were built to look back; that’s why we have that swivel joint in our necks.

in 1958, there’s always smoke.

we never know which lives we influence, or when, or why.

i’m one of those people who doesn’t really know what he thinks until he writes it down.

i’m crazy. crazy and having a terribly involved hallucination in a mental hospital somewhere. perhaps some doctor will write me up for a psychiatric journal.

hearts don’t really break. if only they could.

yeah, but what if you went back and killed your own grandfather?

why the fuck would you do that?

stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. the other is missed chances.

when you hide the truth from someone, you deny them their dignity.

we have been given pain to be astounded by joy.

we have been given life to deny death.

we did not ask for this room or this music. but because we are here, let us dance.

if there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples.

i’ll love your face no matter what it looks like. because it’s yours.

i know life is hard, i think everyone knows that in their hearts, but why dos it have to be cruel, as well? why does it have to bite?

i was no longer walking around the house of cards; i was living in it.

like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn’t it?

explanations are such cheap poetry.

on the subject of love at first sight, i’m with the Beatles: i believe that it happens all the time.

when you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.

things do happen for a reason, but do we like the reason? rarely.

for most of us, i think it’s easier to admit doing wrong than being stupid.

sometimes life coughs up coincidences no writer of fiction would dare copy.

life’s simplest answers are often the easiest to overlook.

do i know what people say? sure.

i know your mother lives in your head – almost everyone’s mother does, i guess – but you can’t let her have her way on this one.

don’t look back, never look back.

life is too sweet to give up without a fight, don’t you think?

[goodnightmemes]

ANGEL SEASON FIVE SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ You have reached Ritual Sacrifice. For goats, press 1 or say “goats”. ❜

❛ To sacrifice a loved one or pet, press the pound key. ❜

❛ Your run-on sentences have got a lot less pointless. ❜

❛ That’s why you’re going to loose. Because we possess the most powerful thing in the world: conviction. ❜

❛ I need to you initial here concerning your immortal soul. ❜

❛ News flash. You’re not cute when I’m angry. ❜

❛ He was fired. Oh, no, I’m sorry. He was set on fire. ❜

❛ A little tip. Try not to talk about things you don’t understand. ❜

❛ I don’t want to go. But it’s like, it’s like the ground underneath me is splitting open and my legs are straddling both sides of this bloody big chasm. It’s getting bigger. Pulling me in. ❜

❛ I know what’s down there, where it’s trying to take me. And it’s not the place heroes go. Not by a bloody long shot. It’s the other one. Full of fire and torment. And it’s happening. And I’m terrified… ❜

❛ How do you live with it? Knowing that you’ve killed people? ❜

❛ You don’t ever think about letting go? Disappearing somewhere? ❜

❛ If you separate yourself from the ones you love, the monster wins. ❜

❛ Is this the part where I say “who’s there?’ and something creepy happens? ❜

❛ I do deserve to go to Hell, but not today. ❜

❛ You think any of it matters? The things we did? The lives we destroyed. That’s all that’s ever gonna count. ❜

❛ So that’s it then. I really am going to burn. ❜

❛ Never much for small talk, were you? Always too busy trying to perfect that brooding block of wood mystique. God, I love that. ❜

❛ In my day, no self-respecting creature of the night went out on All Hallow’s Eve. ❜

❛ I’m busy. I’m brooding. ❜

❛ Hey, you want a piece of me, buddy? That’s right, keep walking. You walk alone! ❜

❛ Stop trying to be all valiant. You’re coming off like a self-pitying child. ❜

❛ Wow, turned on by a woman holding an enormous gun. What a surprise. ❜

❛ You never had any use for me as a child, and you can’t bear the thought of me as an adult. ❜

❛ Tell me, what is it that galls you so? That I was never as good at the job as you, or that I might be better? ❜

❛ If you’re here to tell me about how you killed your parents, perhaps it could wait for another time? ❜

❛ Is that what you think you are, a hero? ❜

❛ You never knew the real me. Too busy tryin’ to see your own reflection, praying there was someone as disgusting as you in the world, so you could stand to live with yourself. ❜

❛ Take a long look, hero. I’m nothing like you. ❜

❛ You made me a monster. ❜

❛ There’s no belonging or deserving anymore. You can take what you want, have what you want… but nothing is yours. ❜

❛ If you don’t kill, we won’t kill you. ❜

❛ Everything hurts, and then we die. Or in your case, everything hurts and… then you go on… and on… ❜

❛ Y'know, when you say it out loud it sounds really naïve. ❜

❛ Get a cab, you moron, and on the way, if a stranger offers you candy, don’t get in the van! ❜

❛ You’re empty. There’s nothing left. Just a shell. ❜

❛ Is pathological idiot an actual condition? ❜

❛ I never did think that much about the nature of evil. No. Just threw myself in. ❜

❛ I liked the rush, I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the victims. ❜

❛ I don’t mind torturing her for the team. ❜

❛ Doesn’t matter what you try. Doesn’t matter where I am or how badass you think you’ve become. ‘Cause you know what? I beat the bad guys. ❜

❛ I really do fall for dumb ones. ❜

❛ You know how you’re always trying to save, oh, every single person in the world? Did it ever occur to you: you are one of them? ❜

❛ I naturally assumed you’d be lost without me, but this? ❜

❛ You’ll win this in the end. I just wish I could be there to see it. ❜

❛ I can’t stay. This isn’t me anymore. ❜

❛ We take what we can get, champ, and we do our best with it. ❜

❛ Don’t ever go to a “free virgin blood party”. Turns out, it’s probably a trap. ❜

❛ I can keep it together, I can even handle dying, if I know it’s for a greater purpose. ❜

❛ Killing them’s not going to change the past. ❜

❛ We all need a reason to live, even if we’re already dead. ❜

❛ The vampire thing’s kinda sexy. ❜

❛ If cavemen and astronauts got into a fight, who would win? ❜

❛ Are you saying we should start annoying other people? ❜

❛ You wanna kill me. Try. I don’t have time for your quirks. ❜

❛ There’s a hole in the world. Feels like we ought to have known. ❜

❛ I walk with heroes. Think about that. ❜

❛ Would you have loved me? ❜

❛ I’ve loved you since I’ve known you. No, that’s not-I think maybe even before. ❜

❛ I’m not scared. Please. Why can’t I stay? ❜

❛ The girl of your dreams loved you. That’s more than most people ever get. ❜

❛ I avoided the major organs. He’ll probably live. ❜

❛ We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? ❜

❛ There’s hope that you’ll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised. ❜

❛ Look around. The world’s a cesspool, filled with selfish and greedy beasts. We live. We die. ❜

❛ Right, we need to set some ground rules. First off, no more punching me in the face! ❜

❛ You almost broke that guy in half! That was awesome! ❜

❛ These prophecies are turning out to be pretty overrated. ❜

❛ This whole fighting thing, I’m not… I’m not really sure it’s for me. ❜

❛ You gotta do what you can to protect your family. ❜

❛ I stabbed you. I should apologize for that, but I’m honestly not sure how. I think it’ll just be awkward. ❜

❛ My God, the speechifying! Has it ever occurred to you that right now might not be the best time for when-we-were-muck stories! ❜

❛ I’d claw my way back from the depths of hell to lay by your side. ❜

❛ Darling. It was just fornication. Really great fornication. ❜

❛ Let’s have a bath so the boys can weep in private. ❜

❛ You know, an ant with the best intentions or the most diabolical schemes is just exactly an ant. ❜

❛ Heroes don’t accept the world the way it is. They fight it. ❜

❛ About time we got our hands dirty. ❜

❛ For one bright shiny moment we can show them that they don’t own us! You need to decide for yourselves if that’s worth dying for. ❜

❛ Kill ‘em all. Burn the house down while we’re still in it. ❜

❛ We’re all one big happy Manson family. ❜

❛ I don’t remember what it was like. Being human. It was too long ago. ❜

❛ They’re all gone. Now it’s time you followed. ❜

❛ Let me say this as clearly as I can. You cannot beat me. ❜

❛ You don’t really think you’re gonna win this, do you? You don’t stand a chance. ❜

❛ People like you, who don’t care about anyone or anything, will never understand the people who do. ❜

❛ You drop by for a cup of coffee and the world’s not ending? Please! ❜

❛ Would you like me to lie to you now? ❜

❛ I wish to do more violence. ❜

❛ Let’s go to work. ❜

[vaememes]

  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

[kristina100000]

sorry for being so sexy i dont know whats wrong with me

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