勇敢な少女

Chiyoh appraised him for an instant, then a veil slid across her eyes like the nictitating goggles of a hawk. independent blog for chiyoh from thomas harris's hannibal rising, adapted for nbc's hannibal. mun is eighteen.

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WHAT A LITTLE SHIT

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i lOVE HOW HE JUST HESITATES FOR A SECOND

THEN HE JUST

“REBELLION”

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I’ve never yet been able to resist reblogging this

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‘I love you’ meme

Send ‘◎’ and I’ll generate a number from 1-10 for a situation where my muse blurts out ‘I love you’ to your muse. (Mixture of fluffy, nsfw and angsty)

In an argument

While kissing

Last words

While half asleep

During foreplay/sex

As a goodbye

While dreaming

While drunk

When reunited with your muse

While scared

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mundiinnobis:

Stray Witch by Savannah Horrocks

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Chiyo

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Alana Bloom →  dresses

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Hannibal new promo AXN Korea video

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Send me a situation, and my muse will give yours advice!

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[liittlebrave]

[ i see you over there. I SEE YOU. ]

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“What’s left of you to love?”

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“Put your weapon on the ground.” She holds her own gun steady, trained in place to disarm, not kill—but she’s prepared, if it comes to that. A slight change in angle is all it would take.

“Do as I say, now.”

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― “7:05 pm. I’m in Baltimore, Maryland. My name is Will Graham”.

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— “Think of the time. Think of where you are. Think of who you are.”

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“He had me fooled as well,” he admits, “for a very long time.” The feeling isn’t difficult to recall. The betrayal clings to him like morning dew to blades of grass. When he first met Hannibal Lecter, the man had been the friend he needed, a lighthouse in a sea of the morbidity and brutality that surrounded and so often attempted to drown him. They were.. friends. There had never been very many people Will considered as friends. Like everyone else, he’d been ignorant. Blind. Until Hannibal wanted him to see. 

His jaw clenches ever so slightly. The question do you know where he is? stands on the tip of his tongue and he struggles to bite it back, unsure whether or not Chiyoh would even tell him if she did. As expected, gauging exactly where she stands on the topic isn’t a simple task. 

“He’s not going to stop,” Will states simply. “He does what he does because it’s fun for him, and he’s not going to stop.“ A pause before he adds, "I want to stop him.”

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“He hurt you,” she says, quiet. Not even in the physical sense, though that much is part of the public record, now—beneath that, there’s more. Much more. Recognizing hurt is part of what she does for a living, and she can see it in him. More than physical pain. More than disgust at the actions of a demonic killer. Sympathy washes over her face like the tide coming in at the shore. Hands move forward, slightly, but she doesn’t touch him.

“I want to stop him, as well.” So she can sleep at night. So her closest friend and surrogate mother can sleep at night. Because what he’s doing is wrong? Because he’s a monster? Sure. But that comes second to the fact that he could hurt her, or someone she loved.

“—I wish I had more answers, Mr. Graham. But whatever help I can offer you, I am willing to give it.” Chiyoh pauses, replaying her words to herself; how trustworthy could she possibly be to him, like this? No, she must sound cheap, just saying that. Something more, then— “This world is not a safe place as long as Hannibal is free. If I can change that, to make it better, safer for the people who might fear coming to harm by his hands, if there’s any chance of that, I will try. For the sake of my own life, as well.”