abigail.

indie abigail hobbs, of nbc's hannibal. xabigailhobbs -> penchantformanipulation. written by Jess. crossover and oc friendly. remake. bg art: manulys

[sungl0ry]

Every love is unique.

[empathicdesign]

mednieksxcilveks:

8 People I would like to get to know better…

I was tagged by: @mednieksxcilveks (Took forever for me to realize why I couldn’t tag you initially. Oy ve)

01. ) NAME / ALIAS: Evey/Evelyn 02. ) BIRTHDAY: December 25th 03. ) ZODIAC SIGN: Capricorn 04. ) HEIGHT: 5′2 and a half, and proud. Not really. I complain about having to reach tall things all the time. *stretches with grabby hands* 05. ) TIME: 11:28am 06. ) SLEEP: Sleep?? What’s that?? :’) Idk, it honestly depends. The weeks where I go in to work later, I tend to stay up til like 3 a.m. a lot. It’s a bad habit. 07. ) FAVOURITE BOOKS: Silence of the Lambs, The Thorn Birds, Gone with the Wind 0
8. ) FAVOURITE ARTISTS: Too many to name, tbh. And my taste is always changing, sooo, I can’t do it. IT CAN’T BE DONE. (This was referring to musicians, btw. With visual art, I like Monet and whatever looks nice lol.) 09. ) LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: I honestly can’t remember??? But I plan on seeing Crimson Peak this week at some point. 10. ) COLLEGE: Graduated and wondering, “What is life??” as I’m chained to a cubicle. Oh well, at least I can RP on my downtime. >:) 11. ) DREAM JOB: Author. I’ve wanted to be one ever since I could hold a pencil, so FIGHT ME. 12. ) MEANING OF URL: I think it’s pretty self-explanatory? Will’s empathic, and his catch phrase in S1 was pretty much, “This is my design,” so empathic + design. Tra-la-la, boring. I’m so shitty at coming up with URLs/clever names, which is rather ironic, I suppose. But to my defense, I’ve never been good at coming up with titles for my work. With the current book I’m trying to get published, I still don’t like the name I’ve come up with. 

Man, something must be wrong with me, cuz I’m not throwing out constant puns and derpy commentary. Ah well, it’s early. Give me time. :’) *TAGS MOST OF THE ABIGAILS I FOLLOW SINCE SHE’S STILL MY FAVORITE CHARACTER, FIGHT ME (also two non-Abbies, cuz they’re perf)*

@adlerthetattler | @tinyripper | @smallestshrike | @starlxngs | @wasthelure | @penchantformanipulation

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hi, evelyn! :)

name: jessica

birthday: september

zodiac: virgo

books: the infernal devices, a song of ice and fire

artists: palaye royale

movie: ballad of songbirds and snakes

claude monet's art is very beautiful and calming, i agree ^.^

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captorbound.

The odour that echoes of many dogs scampering around Will’s house is dominant, as Abigail sits down--their stray hairs dispersed in every inch of spare space.

She doesn't mind the mess and smell so much though, as she sought a confidant, to talk about the horrific nightmares she was undergoing.

The voices--her dad’s and his victims--were deafening, unbearably cluttering her mind in her dreams. Every day, I wake up and hear my dad’s voice.

Nick Boyle, even he was in her dreams, but she felt no GUILT in killing him. Shock initially, yes, but also then a sense of feeling good and justice.

Her blue eyes flicker in distress, as she confesses about the voices, divulges the reason for seeking out Will’s company. She notes his rapid reaction to her flinching, and wonders how he perceived her at this very moment.

“I know I can when I'm awake, but in my dreams, it’s just too much.”

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@captorbound​​ - x

Abigail glances down and notices what Will said was indeed true. She just barely registers the furry tail weakly wagging beneath her, hears Harold’s soft whine of complaint. Letting out a delirious half-formed apology (for both Harold and Will), she shifts slightly so as to no longer be sitting on his tail.

Her mind was partly clouded---an intoxicated mask cloaking her immediate senses, sure to give her a hangover in the morning.

At Will’s next words, she glances at the bed encased it was in soft looking pillows and blankets, by the fire. She thought it looked a better bed than the one in the psychiatric facility, wouldn't give her such horrific nightmares. There is relief also, upon hearing about the water and aspirin; that would surely lessen the severity of the hangover.

It was now a little easier to speak to him, she had slowly started to build some form of trust towards him. He had told her that she could learn to live with the voices---the voices of her father---had supported and understood her in his own way, last she was here. She wasn't ready to divulge everything to him yet, but it was a start, nonetheless.

“...Thanks.”

And she is relieved that her words are more properly formed this time, sounds legible to her. Hopefully, it would sound the same to Will, and not some indecipherable, incoherent nonsense.

“I've never gone fishing before...”

[urbxnlegxnd]

penchantformanipulation started following you

“Can I help you?”

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“I’m not sure if you can...”

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@conflicteddeadlyalone - x

The stranger tells Abigail to breathe, and  she attempts to slow it down to regular pace with great difficulty. She sucks in deep breaths, her cheeks puffing in and out with strenuous effort, as she indulges in the lukewarm air swirling around her.  

She had witnessed Marissa’s body grotesquely gutted. Large antlers ( that she and her father had carefully pulled off deer; waste not, or it’s just murder - he oft commented ) had punctured and weaved through Marissa’s pale limbs to concoct a horrific image. Like she was mounted upon, a twisted taunt of a trophy.

Her friend who believed in her and didn't judge her for her father’s actions, was now dead, killed by Nick Boyle as retribution, she determined.

“...My friend, I saw her body...”

[selinabruce-deactivated20170814]

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indie abigail hobbs, of nbc’s hannibal

crossover and oc friendly

previously xabigailhobbs

i. ii. iii.

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he could practically see the wheels turning in her head. She looked to be at a crossroads and he really didn’t want to make it worse for her. He didn’t wanna impose himself. She looked like she’d been through hell fire and he knew what kind of damage that sort of fire did to a person.

Sometimes it felt like he was still burning.

But finally she answered and she chose the positive answer, gave him an excuse to go around saving her from this dark Mexico night. It seemed he was always trying to be in the business of saving people. Maybe that was his problem sometimes.

‘It’s a warehouse of sorts…and I hope you don’t mind sharing because I’m staying with someone.”

What would Santanico think once she saw the young girl there?

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Abigail briefly wondered why the man would be staying in a warehouse for a home. 

It was then remembered her father used to be a construction worker (until three years ago) whom sometimes went to warehouses for supplies for various reasons. One of them included purchasing supplies for preserving the deer they took down. This recalled memory sparked off another unspoken question in her mind, on whether the warehouse was for this man’s job.

“No, I don’t mind...who’re you staying with?”

There was the dominant issue of avoiding underlying prying questions as to why she was in Mexico, deviously designed to delve more into her past, the longer she stayed with them. This issue (surfacing to her mind just now) perturbed her a little, but then she thought: I can hide what happened to me. I can. She had practised with attempting to nullify suspicion towards her, before.

And of course, what about the sterilized bandage around her ear stub, imperfectly hidden by her hair? A simple swish of her hair, or a subconscious gesture to tuck a stray strand behind her right ear would betray such. She had to fabricate a believable story if he ever noticed it, withhold the truth from him.

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deathlessxdusk:

He nods because they were very close to the border, not even an hour. He could taste the states but they weren’t quite that near yet. He wondered what a girl like her was doing out here where dreams sometimes died-

Something to be asked a little later on.

Ten dollars could get her quite a bit, if he could find one of those places around here that didn’t mind the lack of conversion.

He waved it off. She could keep the bills for a rainy day. he had a place for her - albeit somewhat dangerous. Santanico wouldn’t be back for a while and he had learned to control his thirst.

“Don’t worry about it. Look, I probably creeped you out like hell so I’ll do you a favor. A place to sleep and eat free of charge. Think you can hang some relief on that?”

So, it seemed he’d picked up on her body language. Was it truly that obvious?

Abigail paused, mulling over his offer. On one hand, it sounded tempting, as she had no idea where she would go when she overstayed her welcome at the motel. The measly amount of money on her person certainly wouldn't last her for a lifetime, that was for sure.

And it wasn't like she could go back to Hannibal, she had no desire to. She recalls on how Hannibal had promised that Will would someday join them, the missing piece of their family...,but she couldn’t continue living under this constant fear and imprisonment.

On the other hand, this man was a stranger, she didn’t know him at all.

Suspicion and doubt still shrouds her, but she eventually concluded that the good outweighed the bad.

“I can… Which place, though?”

[katiazamolodchikova]

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arabellestrange:

color meme → protect abigail hobbs at all costs + autumn colors (requested by faded-mind)

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Like this for a starter.

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midfordding:

Marina And The Diamonds FROOT Sentence Meme

❝ I sang a hymn to bring me peace. ❞ ❝ All the sadness inside me melted away. ❞ ❝ I found what I’ve been looking for in myself. ❞ ❝ Never thought that I could be happy. ❞ ❝ Maybe I need a little company. ❞ ❝ I believe in possibility. ❞ ❝ Babe, I love you a lot. ❞ ❝ I’ll give you all I’ve got. ❞ ❝ Birds will sing their mourning song. ❞ ❝ I know I can’t have it all. ❞ ❝ I know that I’m playing with your heart. ❞ ❝ You’re an easy fight. ❞ ❝ You still mean everything to me. ❞ ❝ I’m a ruin. ❞ ❝ I’ll ruin you. ❞ ❝ I’ve been doing things that I should do.❝ ❞I want to be free. ❞ ❝ I said goodbye when I shouldn’t have said it. ❞ ❝ I even cried but I never meant it. ❞ ❝ Give me everything, all you’re heart can bring. ❞ ❝ I don’t wanna feel blue anymore. ❞ ❝ Let’s do it one last time. ❞ ❝ I just wanna be held when I’m scared. ❞ ❝ I’m sick of looking after you. ❞ ❝ I can’t forgive and I can’t forget. ❞ ❝ I’ve been dancing with the devil. ❞ ❝ I love that he pretends to care. ❞ ❝ I was born to walk alone. ❞ ❝ I’ve made mistakes but I believe that everything was worth the fight. ❞ ❝ Sometimes you have to learn to forget about it. ❞ ❝ Don’t think I see what I used to see. ❞ ❝ But whatever happens I’ll be okay. ❞ ❝ Fortunes running out of my veins. ❞ ❝ There’s no moral too this story. ❞ ❝ I can be your russian doll. ❞ ❝ You can’t make me small. ❞ ❝ I’m obsessed with silence. ❞ ❝ I can hear the sirens. ❞ ❝ I’m happy to be on my own. ❞ ❝ I’ll repair myself when you’re not there. ❞ ❝ I’m in love with the ice-blue, grey skies of England. ❞ ❝ Oh my heart, how it came so hardened. ❞ ❝ I don’t wanna be compared with that cheap shimmer and glitter. ❞ ❝ I’m not cursed. ❞ ❝ I was just covered in dirt. ❞ ❝ Why’s she/he looking like the cat who got the cream? ❞ ❝ She’s the apple of everybodies eye with an angels voice and a devil’s disguise. ❞ ❝ You can do better than that. ❞ ❝ I’ve/You’ve got no right to be mad. ❞ ❝ Suspicious from the start, I always had my doubts about you. ❞ ❝ You just got caught up in a game. ❞ ❝ At least you taught me how to love. ❞ ❝ Murder lives forever and so does war. ❞ ❝ It’s survival of the fittest, rich against the poor. ❞ ❝ I’m not afraid of God, I am afraid of man. ❞ ❝ We can be bad as we can be good. ❞ ❝ We’re just animals still learning how to crawl. ❞ ❝ Humans aren’t gunna behave as we think we always should. ❞ ❝ Were we born to abuse? ❞ ❝ Are you killing for yourself or killing for your savior? ❞ ❝ Underneath it all we’re just savages. ❞ ❝ I wanna be immortal like a God in the sky. ❞ ❝ I wanna be a silk flower like I’m never gunna die. ❞ ❝ I want to live forever. ❞ ❝ We’ll always be together. ❞ ❝ It’s just a part of the human race. ❞ ❝ If I could buy forever at a price I would buy it twice. ❞ ❝ There’ll be just one survior. ❞ ❝ Nothing lasts forever. ❞ ❝ I want to mean something to somebody else. ❞ ❝ Everybody dies. ❞ ❝ I just want to be able to say that I lived my life. ❞

[dormerswife]

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targaryensdaughter:

ladies of hannibal: abigail hobbs

[shcsallrightnow]

S3 Abigail Icons

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abigails-revenge:

//Normally I don’t like to share my icons with other RPers, but I took hours on these, so I figured I’d share. :) All I ask is that if you do intend to use them, you please reblog. Thanks! <3 Tagging my “twins”: adlerthetattler childofbloodandbone

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