a sucker for strays.

molly foster graham. proud mother of willy & seven dogs. Indie rp blog for Molly Foster Graham from Red Dragon.

[mollyfoster--graham]

You seem like a really good played Molly, but your fc is just awful. She does not work for Molly at all.

// well, that's your opinion. i like my fc! she's cute and got a spunky lil face. i'm sorry if she bothers you? 

[doctxrlecter-blog]

”..No. It’s only part of it,” he sighed. “I am not sure how much he’s told you about his nightmares, but they consist of the victims of the murders. He can’t let them go.”

[mollyfoster--graham]

"He hasn't said jack shit, Doctor Lecter." She confessed with a frown. Molly was hit with the truth in a matter of seconds- this man knew everything Will wouldn't dare tell her, and that made her upset just as quickly. Why couldn't he tell her all these things? She knew he didn't dream of telling her all the gritty details because he didn't want her to worry about him too much, but she thought she deserved to know a thing or two.

 "Isn't it your job to help him let go? He can't be just...dreamin' about it all because he wants to." Molly paused. No good could come out of getting mad at the hand that feeds. "I'm sorry. What else can you tell me?"

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Mariana blinked, hand dropping back to her side. “Are you sure you don’t want extra? I doubt you were expecting me to place an order so soon since I’m a newcomer to your shop.”

She looked to the dresses, then back to Molly and said, “The colors need to be red and black. I’m thinking it could be an asymmetrical dress with an empire waist. Hopefully, that isn’t difficult, but from seeing your work that’s on display, I doubt it’ll be too much for you to handle. Oh, and I’m Mariana Evans, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

[mollyfoster--graham]

"No, ma'am. Keep your fifty." Molly assured, sticking the needle that just punctured her skin back into the pin cushion that sat on the side of her desk. An extra fifty wouldn't hurt, but there was no reason for it. 

"Hm? Oh." She whispered to herself while grabbing a pen. Red. Black. Asymmetrical. Empire waist. Those words sat on the back of her hand in black ink. Her eyes went over the words a couple of times just to make sure they were readable for future reference. "It won't be difficult at all, Mariana Evans. I'm Molly Foster." She smiled. "I'm sorry, I- When did you need this dress by?"

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"What can I say you bring out my adventurous side." he shrugged nonchalantly."How about…" he hummed as if he was thinking overly hard. "Tonight, obviously I will supply the cuffs." he grinned which turned into light laughter at her next statement. "Nice try but you can’t fool me. Let’s see here when you get mad you stutter, you’re very easily flustered and your eyelashes flutter." he told her satisfied with his observations

[mollyfoster--graham]

"Adventurous? I think you mean kinky, Mr. Graham." She whispered, quickly kissing him on the lips. "But fine. You supply the cuffs for tonight and I'll supply a surprise to go along with it. Okay?"  Shaking her head, she scoffed. "Uh no, you...most definitely got me mixed up with someone else, babe. I don't do any of that." After a few minutes of silence on her part, Molly sighed softly. "Do I really do all that? That's embarrassin'."

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[doctxrlecter-blog]

Hannibal stayed quiet for a long time while thinking about what he should do. Breaking doctor/patient confidentiality was something he rarely ever did. Sure, he did it when Bella was dying, but that was a most dire situation. And that resulted in a slap to the face. A very strong one, at that. Should Will find out that he told Molly about their conversations, who knows what would come out of that. However, if he told her.. That would prove for some interesting entertainment. Ah. What the hell. She only wanted to watch out for him. As did he. Having finally decided, he took a deep breath and crossed his legs again. “Well. I’m sure you’ve noticed the lack of sleep he’s been getting. I believe it is the cause of Jack working him too hard.”

[mollyfoster--graham]

Oh my Lord, he actually just broke the confidentiality.

Molly was expecting him to just laugh and tell her it wasn't possible, but this was something she wasn't entirely ready for. She stared at him for what felt like a long time to her, but it couldn't have been for more than a few minutes. 

This was a total invasion of privacy and the woman knew that. She didn't feel right sneaking around to find out what was wrong with him, but he wasn't giving her anything to work with. He would just say he was fine and it was nothing to worry about or get upset that she kept asking every other day on his well-being. This was just her tasteless last resort.

"Well...Crawford has been a son of a bitch from the start, so that's not surprising. Is that the only reason he ain't sleeping?" She asked, imitating him by crossing her legs. 

[doctxrlecter-blog]

I do admit he has been acting strange, lately. However, that is all I can discuss about him to you. Doctor/patient confidentiality and all.

[mollyfoster--graham]

See, now I was thinkin' that maybe you could forget about that confidentiality crap and help me out a bit. I wouldn't tell, of course. Or maybe you can just...drop his file "accidentally" and I can just peek at it a bit and then give it back. 

[abigailxrising-blog]

             ❝ I don’t know… two months, maybe?              He sees me a few times a week and               we talk about things. ❞ 

             Abigail wouldn’t elaborate. She knew              that this woman didn’t like her, could              sense that she was stubborn, and that              whatever Abigail said or did in her defense              was unlikely to change her mind. It was a              lost cause; there was no reason to bother.

             ❝ I’m surprised he didn’t tell you. ❞

[mollyfoster--graham]

Molly wasn't upset with the girl, no, that wasn't the point. The girl didn't do anything for her to not like her. 

She just didn't know how to process any of this.

"So...I'm just gonna get this straight. He killed your father for some reason or another and then...took you as his own?" That didn't sound all too normal, but nothing much did anymore. But then, something clicked. "You're the Hobbs girl."

[doctxrlecter-blog]

Has he? Do enlighten me, if you will.

[mollyfoster--graham]

He's just...been in my mind. You have, too, but not for the same reasons. But, you have been noticing how different he's been, haven't you? I need to know I ain't the only one who sees this, Doctor.

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color meme → protect abigail hobbs at all costs + favorite color (requested by autisticwillgraham)

[abigailxrising-blog]

             ❝ He killed my dad. ❞

             There was no need for any unnecessary              details here; she would spare herself the              stigma of being the shrike’s daughter.

             ❝ He’s kind of my surrogate father now. ❞

[mollyfoster--graham]

"Surrogate father?" She repeated, looking at the girl. Molly couldn't tell if she was simply confused or just angry about this new-found information. "Well...he has never spoken of you before. How long has this been goin' on?"

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[abigailxrising-blog]

             ❝ I didn’t know Will had a girlfriend. ❞

[mollyfoster--graham]

He's my husband, doll. And I don't mean to be rude, but I have no idea who you might be. Do you work with Will...?

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A wide grin splayed across his face at the reddening of her cheeks, clearly amused with her reaction. “Sounds like a date then.” he replied. Then arching a brow at the details she gave him on his habits while mad he had to laugh a bit. “I hate to break it to you but i’m not the only one with give aways. You have your own set off pissed of quirks.”

[mollyfoster--graham]

"A date that gets straight to the point, huh? Okay, just tell me time and place and I'll try to clear my schedule for it." She joked, beaming at the man. His reply made her smile quickly transition into a frown. "No I don't. Will Graham, I'm a rock," She said with a small huff. "And not those cute little rock you find on the shore, either."

[doctxrlecter-blog]

It is considered polite, Miss Foster.

What can I do for you, today?

[mollyfoster--graham]

...My apologies, then. I'll knock next time.

I came here to talk to you about Will. He's been in my thoughts, recently.