ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᵃ 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍.

ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ   ᶤ   ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉ   𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬   . . .     &    𝑗𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑟𝑦   ?

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I wasn't going to say anything but perhaps I should. I will be putting this blog under hiatus for an indefinite amount of time at least until muse returns/I figure out a new fc.

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not   to   toot   my   own   horn   ,   but   my   aes.   sideblog   for   debs   is   pretty   great   @widowbarbie

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hannibal gazes down at the man on the floor, clearly dead, several stab wounds to his abdomen bleeding onto the floor of hannibal's dining room. brow quirks at the mess, the body, before he looks expectantly up towards debbie. the knife she holds in her hand is dripping red, her hand not much cleaner. there's a look in her eyes that hannibal has seen several times before. the man takes a breath, setting down the three plates he had previously meant to serve in favor of grabbing a towel, taking the knife sticky with blood away from her gently before beginning to clean the same stuff from her skin. 'darling,' hannibal playfully scolds, cleaning off her fingers. 'could this have not waited until after dessert?' @murderlite.

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it   was   supposed   to   be   a   dinner   based   on   business.   something   elegant   ,   yet   professional with delicious food to bind it all together.   debbie   honestly   had   no   clue   what   kind   of   business   hannibal   had   with   this   man   ,   but   she   was   happy   to   make   an   appearance   as   the   perfect   partner   ,   all smiles   &   beautiful   ━━   the   perfect   accessory   to   an   already   perfect   &   wealthy   man.   it   didn't   always   start   out   that   way   ,   but   she'll   do   just   about   anything   for   him   ,   his   true   nature being revealed to her only   evoking   a   love   she   never   thought   possible   ,   one   she   intends   to   cling   on   to   for   as   long   as   she   can.   forever   ,   hopefully.   unfortunately   for   then   ,   dinner   is   to   be   cancelled   prematurely   when   debbie   had   decided   it   was   best   to   give   said   guest   a   swift   &   quick   demise.   her   temper   has   always   been   her   worst   weakness   ,   but   so   is   her   intolerance   for   manners   ,   &   this   guest   had   none   to   speak   of   whatsoever   ,   proving   that   to   debbie   the   moment   hannibal   excused   himself   from   the   table.   when   her   husband   approaches   her   to   remove   the   knife   ,   she   doesn't   budge   &   she   doesn't   struggle.   she   merely   allows   it   to   happen   as   she   watches   him   closely   ,   her   facial   expression   flat   ,   but   her   heart   beats   wildly   from   the   adrenaline   of   the   kill   ,   the   way   he   so   gently   wipes   her   fingers   clean.   ❝ . . . he   was   speaking   rudely   of   you.   it   was   getting   rather   annoying.   ❞   a   pout   appears   then   ,   her   head   turning   to   the   now   dead   guest   ,   blood   pooling   around   him. she smirks   ❝   you   don't   expect   me   to   just   sit   there   &   allow   that   to   happen   in   your   own   home   ,   do   you   ?   i   was   only   defending   your   honor.   i   hope   you're   not   too   angry   with   me   ,   darling   .   .   .   ❞

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debbie   is   a   mix   of   t.iffany   valentine   ,   v.illanelle   &   m.eredith   blake.   add   a   sprinkle   of   l.ove   quinn   &   l.ucille   bluth   &   you   got   my   girl.

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ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT | 1.08 “My Mother The Car”

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hmph.   what   a   tacky   little   hotel.   when   the   widow   was   told   there   would   be   a   party   occurring here   ,   she   expected   something   with   a   bit   more   .   .   .   glamour.   she   supposes   someone   in   her   situation   shouldn't   be   picky   when   it   comes   to   what's   meant   to   be   a   social   soiree   ,   but   still she'll   complain   nonetheless   ,   as   that   is   her   natural   state   of   being.   is   it   so   wrong   to   think   you   deserve   everything   ?   another   huff   follows   as   she   approaches   the   elevator   ,   slim   finger   with   a   freshly   polished   nail   pointed   outward   to   push   the   call button.   her   toe   taps   ,   the   heel   clicking   loudly   as   she   impatiently   waits.   she's   fashionably   late   ,   on   purpose   so   as   to   draw   attention   ,   but   the   elevator   is   arriving   much   slower   than   she'd   like , her patience already nonexistent.   suddenly   ,   she   hears   the   sound   of   heels   approaching   just   behind   her   ,   looking   in   that   direction   to   find   @sadiestics   dressed   in   finery   ,   a   drink   in   her   hand.   ❝   is   this   the   elevator   ?   ❞   she   asks   ,   &   debbie   has   to   refrain   from   rolling   her   eyes.   is   this   woman   blind   ?   can   she   not   see   there's   an   elevator   right   in   front   of   her   ?   of   course   ,   the widow   takes   notice   of   the   drink   &   decides   she's   perhaps   had   one   to   many at the bar already   ,   or   maybe   she's   only   just   trying   to   make   friendly   conversation.   it   would   be   in   her   best   interest   to   be   friendly   with   others   here.   after   all   ,   many   of   them   are   incredibly financially   stable   .   .   .   perhaps   they   will   lead   her   to   her   next   target.

ding   !   the   elevator   arrives   &   debbie   is   quick   to   let   her   arm   stretch   out   to   keep   the   doors   open   ,   motioning   for   this   new   woman   to   enter   before   her.   ❝   it   is   indeed.   please.   ❞   her   smile   is   bright   ,   all   teeth   &   gleaming   ,   &   she   waits   until   the   other   woman   enters   before   following   right   after   her   ,   allowing   the   doors   to   close   before   pushing   for   the   floor   she's   meant   to   be   at. eyes glance in her direction , curious as to who she might be.   ❝   is   there   a   particular   floor   you're   heading   to   ,   or   are   you   going   to   floor   nine   as   well   ?   ❞   her   finger   caresses   the   button   gently   as   it   flashes   brightly   ,   the   elevator   shaking   &   finally   beginning   to   rise.   ❝ i hope you don't mind me saying this , but your dress is absolutely stunning   .   .   .   i   can   only   assume   you're   attending   the   party   too.   ❞

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the   black   widow   slowly   sifts   through   her   newly   purchased   magazine   of   people   while   sitting   at   her   local   brunch   spot   ,   seemingly   enjoying   her   afternoon   as   a   rich   ,   married   housewife.   the   waiter   greets   her   kindly   &   sits   her   usual   glass   of   rose   on   the   table   for   her   ,   leaving   with   the   promise   of   bringing   her   favorite   dish   when   he   returns.   debbie   smiles   &   responds   pleasantly   to   this   wonderful   treatment   ,   but   her   eyes   continuously   dart   toward   her   phone   &   the   time   ,   keeping   track   of   when   she   should   be   back   home.   on   any   normal   afternoon   ,   she'd   spend   most   of   her   time   here   chatting   up   people   or   reading   ━━   anything   to   get   away   from   her   particularly   annoying   new   husband   ,   but   today   she   has   limited   time   ,   just   as   her   husband   does   . . . &   the   clock   keeps   ticking   &   ticking   ,   his   death   approaching   closer.   her   poor   husband   was   foolish   to   think   debbie   actually   learned   how   to   cook   all   in   an   effort   to   please   him   ,   when   in   actuality   , she   knew   just   how   &   only   did   so   when   it   suited   her.   his   roast   beef   , a favorite dish of his , was   cooked   just   to   perfection   ,   the   meat   juicy   &   tender.   it's   so   delicious   ,   he   won't   even   notice   the   poison   she   managed   to   slip   in   &   it'll   only   take   one   hour   for   it   to   claim   him   ,   finally   granting   her   the   funds   she   needs   to   get   the   hell   out   of   this hellhole of a town.

the   wine   glass   is   lifted   to   her   lips   ,   ready   to   savor   it   in   a   premature   victory   ,   but   she   stops   herself   before   taking   a   drink.   the   widow's   surroundings   are   very   quiet   &   empty   save   for   the   music   softly   playing   in   the   background   &   the   waiters   that   walk   in   &   out   of   the   room.   ❝   hmm   .   .   .   ❞   debbie   hums   quietly   as   she   flips   through   the  pages   ,   acting   as   if   she   didn't   suspect   anything   ,   despite   her   eyes   giving   her   away   ,   looking   around   ,   searching   for   her   target.   ❝   i   should   have   known   you'd   be   here.   ❞   she   doesn't   appear   to   be   speaking   to   anyone   ,   the   room   empty   .   .   .   until   it   wasn't.   after   a   few   moments   ,   debbie   is   tired   of   the   charade   &   sets   her   magazine   down   ,   her   grin   growing   sharp   as   her   suspicions   are   made   correct   ,   a   friendly   face   appearing   just   as   her   marriage   draws   to   a   close. what timing.   ❝   you   always   loved   the   stench   of   trouble   ,   &   i   just   reek   of   it   ,   don't   i   ?   ❞

chapter   one   ﹕   chaos   &   discord.   ﹙   ft.   @cointricking   ﹚

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❝   seems   like   you   need   me   to   save   the   day   again   ,   huh seb  ?   ❞   debbie   rolls   her   eyes   playfully   ,   but   quickly   opens   the   door   widely   for   the hitman   to   enter   ,   already   moving   towards   the   kitchen   to   search   for   clean glasses   for them to drink out of.   it's   strange   how   a   near   death   experience   can   bring   two strangers   together   ,   but   she   can't   deny   she   isn't   grateful   for   it   ,   as   sebastian   has   proven   to   be   a   worthy   ally   to   have   ,   &   perhaps   a   good   friend   too.   that   last   part   she   won't   admit   freely   ,   but   it   is   nice   to   have   someone   you   actually like   hanging   around from time to time. it makes her life almost feel normal.

❝   you   know   i   don't   mind   when   you   pop   in   here   from   time   to   time   ,   but   would   it   kill   you   to   at   least   bring   a   bottle   of   wine   or   something   ?   a house warming gift of some kind ? chivalry   really   is   dead   i   guess.   ❞   she's   mostly   teasing.   mostly.   after   a   bit   of   struggle   with   the   last   bottle   of   wine   she   had   ,   it   finally   pops   open   &   she   pours   both   glasses   for   them , pouring a little extra into sebastian's glass. he's gonna need it.   ❝   there.   figured   a   drink   is   what   you   need   if   you're   going   to   be   with   me   for   a   bit.   gives   us   time   to   catch   up.   ❞   she   grins , all teeth.   ❝   how's   life   treating   you   ?   any   interesting   marks   lately   ?   &   what   about   that   cutie patoot   from   new   york   ?   you   still   keeping   up   with   him   ?   ❞

chapter   one   ﹕   the hitman & the widow.   ﹙   ft.   @gunbash   ﹚

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PRE-ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS WISHLIST *  are you looking for some unique dynamics or interesting plots? send me a symbol to tell me what kind of connection you want with my muse! also feel free to switch things around and adjust as necessary! use these as suggestions!

🌳 - our muses dated for a while until they realized they made much better friends than romantic partners. now they're just friends and they do not want to talk about their dating history, thank you very much

🌹 - our muses' parents were friends, and they brought our muses together as kids and made them hang out all the time... so now they're kinda friends by convenience

💐 - your muse dated my muse's best friend, and it didn't work out, so my muse's best friend set us up on a date and now we're here

🌸 - our muses made out at a party, then exchanged numbers because it was really, really good. like, really good

🌼 - your muse owns a store that my muse loves to go to all the time

☘️ - someone in my muse's family set a curse on your muse's family, and maybe there's some way my muse can help reverse it to save yours

☀️ - our muses meet in an anonymous chat room online and fall in love, not realizing they know each other in real life. that's awkward

❄️ - our muses sat next to each other in a crowded theater and bonded during intermission

🍎 - our muses have been best friends since they were children

🍑 - your muse was "the one that got away" in my muse's life and now they're reuniting after years of never seeing each other

🥨 - our muses are on again, off again lovers who never seem to agree on what they should be

🍟 - your muse saved my muse's life once, and now that makes things a little awkward between them

🥕 - our muses are on opposite sides of a major conflict... and end up stuck together for a lengthy amount of time

🍿 - your muse's door was the first one mine saw. my muse is injured. will your muse help a stranger?

🍩 - our muses live next door to each other and slowly bond over all the helpful neighborly duties they do for each other

📺 - your muse was my muse's first kiss, and that's definitely complicated their friendship over the years and made things difficult to navigate

🚗 - our muses agreed years ago that if they didn't find a romantic partner by a certain age, they would get married. well! they both just reached that age!

🎲 - your muse is a famous actor. my muse is a simple bookstore owner. cue all the romance and drama (à la notting hill)

🎹 - your muse is a member of a royal family, and meets my muse (an average citizen) when they escape from all the pressures of their life (à la roman holiday)

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PROMPTS FROM THE PARENT TRAP *  assorted dialogue taken from the script, adjust as necessary

we've got a big, big day ahead of us.

now the question is, how do i get it out?

you must be new.

i would say you need some serious help.

now that's my kind of woman.

we traveled six thousand miles for... this?

it's rather picturesque, wouldn't you say?

i'll be fine. see you in eight weeks.

i'm positive i'd remember you.

sorry, wish i could, but i'm allergic.

sure. i'll take a whack at it.

why's everyone staring?

want me to deck her for you?

i'm so tired. i'm crawling back into bed and sleeping until lunch.

save yourself the aggravation. it's really disgusting.

you'll thank us for this. you'll see.

i feel so bad for you.

any of your pictures ruined?

i love oreos. at home, i eat them with peanut butter.

most people find that totally disgusting.

it's scary the way nobody stays together anymore.

will you stop thinking about your stomach at a time like this?

oh man, this is beyond coincidence. this is beyond imagination.

this is so freaky.

if you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

that's the way true love works. history's filled with stories of lovers parted by some silly misunderstanding.

i have a brilliant, beyond brilliant idea.

oh, right. sorry, i'm just a little nervous.

you sure you know what you're doing?

oh god, i hope she likes me. please like me.

you look fantastic. what did you do to your hair?

i just love how everyone drives on the wrong side here.

now you're even talking like an american.

i'm making a memory.

i can't believe it's you.

i'm sorry, it's just... i've missed you so much.

can you believe it? it seems like it's been forever.

i didn't realize you were so beautiful.

i found a stowaway in your suitcase.

can't you manage without me?

you don't think it's too over-the-top?

come on, let's see what all the fuss is about...

i like things exactly the way they are, thank you.

now let's see what disaster awaits us.

you can't avoid the subject forever.

we kind of hit it off immediately.

i knew you were going to ask me all these questions one day.

it just didn't work out.

get into these arms, you little punk.

what happened to you? something's changed. did you get taller?

now you sound like your old self.

i made cornbread and chili.

i'm just so happy to be home.

i can't put my finger on it, but something about you has definitely changed.

when you're done, come on down. there's someone i want you to meet.

sorry, did i get you wet?

somebody grab that, please.

we've got a major problem.

are you nuts?

this is an emergency.

you've got to get back here to help me.

there's something really important i want to talk to you about.

you do an absolutely marvelous british accent.

i'm trying to tell you something!

why's everybody acting so nutty around here?

i'm afraid you're kind of missing the point.

let's discuss this calmly and rationally...

you are unbelievably out of line.

this is fantastic wine, by the way.

are you okay? would you like me to come with you?

why didn't you tell me it was you all along?

i've never been so happy in my entire life.

i'm in such major trouble here.

you're perfect for each other.

may your life be far less complicated than mine.

i can't believe it. you haven't changed at all.

i think i have to get dressed for dinner.

sometime, if we're ever really alone, maybe we could talk about... what happened between us.

you didn't come after me.

it's the wine we drank at our wedding. i now have every bottle ever made.

can we open one?

you're the only one i'd drink it with.

you don't always have to be so brave, you know.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM ROMAN HOLIDAY *  assorted dialogue from the 1953 film, adjust as necessary

i have to leave you now.

trouble? you're not what i'd call trouble.

you should always wear my clothes.

the best thing i know is to do exactly what you wish for a while.

you must stay in the car and drive away.

promise not to watch me go beyond the corner. just drive away and leave me as i leave you.

i'll run a bath for you.

it ain't much, but it's home.

i hate to mention it, but the dizziness is getting worse.

am i fired?

what do you care?

this is my room!

you don't know how delighted i am to meet you.

did you forget your wallet?

i don't know that i'd use those words exactly but... uh. from a certain angle, yes.

you spent the whole day doing things i've always wanted to.

i haven't worn a nightgown in years.

i've never been alone with a man before, even with my dress on.

i don't know how to say goodbye. i can't think of any words.

i have every faith in it... as i have faith in relations between people.

i am so glad to hear you say it.

i've been quite enough trouble to you as it is.

how much would it be worth?

at midnight, i'll turn into a pumpkin and drive away in my glass slipper.

why can't i sleep in pajamas?

can't use it, huh? i didn't think you'd like it.

you want to do a lot of silly things.

do you know there are people who sleep with absolutely nothing on at all?

she's fair game. it's always open season on princesses.

i will cherish my visit here in memory as long as i live.

is this the elevator?

so i've spent the night here... with you?

today's gonna be a holiday.

we can't go running around town with a hot princess!

do you have a silk nightgown with rosebuds?

i want you to shake on that.

have i been here all night, alone?

i trust you will not find it necessary to use that word again.

were i not completely aware of my duty to my family and to my country, i would not have come back tonight... or indeed ever again.

i hate this nightgown. i hate all my nightgowns, and i hate all my underwear too.

my dear, you have lovely things.

tell you what. why don't we do all those things together?

don't you have to work?

where do you live?

now come on. you're not that drunk.

if you're so smart i'm not drunk at all. i'm just being... verrrrrry haaaaappy.

ow! well i guess i'll be going!

don't do a thing like that. sit down! join us!

it's an american term.

say, you know, you were great back there.

what do you sell?

that's certainly pretty hard to swallow.

i could do some of the things i've always wanted to.

would you like a cup of coffee?

i must get dressed and go!

what's your hurry? there's lots of time!

you weren't so bad yourself.