my kitchen is always open.

selective and private hannibal lecter; nbc and red dragon based. 18+. written by darcy. established june 2013 / rebooted august 2018.

[valtsv]

i’ve never committed a sin if you’re sexy like me it’s called doing people a favor

[valtsv]

i HAVE broken the law though because making life harder for cops is hot

[behaviorisms-archived]

❤️ in the gallery 👀

kisses. | selectively accepting

( ❤️ for a romantic kiss )

He looks at Hannibal in his dark coat, his hair longer than Will remembers, the cuts on his face and the knowing smile that actually reaches his eyes, all of it immortalized, no matter what happens. The last time they were this close there was a knife in his stomach, and he’s prepared himself over and over for this, for seeing Hannibal again, but it’s different than he could have imagined, more than he’d ever thought it could be–

He’s flooded with some unspeakable emotion, sitting here, hit with the realization of eight months of loneliness and resentment and most of all longing. It’s only fitting, he supposes, that it’s coming to a head here—here with Hannibal in front of the Primavera with his knife heavy as God in his pocket.

There’s a tightness swelling in his chest, an ache where Hannibal’s blade had sliced through his abdomen and an awful twisting want, and god, after everything, why shouldn’t he take what’s been his?

He leans forward just enough to catch Hannibal’s lips with his own, soft but demanding, like he could get inside him somehow and live there. For a moment nothing else matters—not love or hate or justice or forgiveness, the lines between ending and beginning— just them, sharing the same air, just gold light pouring around them.

[quitehumane]

i’m so glad that @behaviorisms and i own will and hannibal and they kissed in florence like god and don mancini intended

[quitehumane]

villanelle | cont’d.

‘ — he was unconscious when i found him. ’ 

hannibal takes a moment; he'd like to say he can’t find it in himself to be frustrated at her theatrics, but she certainly makes keeping a low profile complicated.

he taps out a quick text message to will—innocent in words, but will understands preparing for company by now—and takes a proper at the mess she’s made of the study.

‘ —- at which point you considered it the most prudent option to render him so permanently. ’ / @menarehaunted​

[violentdelvghts]

[vilanele]

killing eve sentence starters season 2, episode 1 - 3.

i think i might have killed her.

do you have anything in your pockets?

i know how you’re feeling. exactly how you’re feeling.

oh, you think i’m a junkie?

you want to explain to them how you ran me over on purpose?!

do you know how to dispose of a body?

if he knows i am here, he will kill me.

women don’t stab.

she stabbed me to show me how much she cared about me.

do you want to play a game?

can we talk about what happened when you pissed off?

i wanted to make you dinner to apologise for being a dick.

you’ve been in the bath for more than an hour.

you’re really good at stealing. you should do it more.

do you have any money?

don’t apologise. it’s a waste of my time and yours.

you snore, you know.

you can look under my bandages if you want to, but you have to tell me how bad it is.

you look like a pizza.

woah, wait - did you lose an eye?

!i’m a monster!

forgive the smell, he has been the tiniest bit exhumed.

the smell of the bodies makes you crave meat.

you think he was murdered.

what if she stabs you again?

i know her better than anyone. better than she knows herself.

never trust people on their looks. you can see scary people a mile away. it’s the good people you have to worry about.

do i look scary?

come on, it will be cool. you can… get an eyepatch.

don’t be a drama queen.

i want to be normal.

normal is boring.

i wish i’d died in the car like everyone else.

would you like to spend your whole life like this?

lord knows, she loves a costume.

if she’s alive, you need to find her. before she finds you. and she will.

i’ve been thinking all day, and i realised, there’s no way out of this job.

you need this. you can’t leave.

my medication has been stolen!

no matter how rich or famous you are, you always end up with your dick out on a slab.

i nearly threw up. they had to get me a burger.

so you’re not completely heartless.

i want you to know that i hear you - and that i still respect you.

if you see something strange, you know… be careful.

sorry, i don’t have any change.

i need someone to help get me out of here without him seeing.

you’re such a gentleman.

but wouldn’t i be an inconvenience to you?

do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

how do you always look so good? i mean, do you even sleep?

it costs a fortune and smells like arse but it is exceedingly effective.

i don’t mind smelling like arse.

she’s worried about getting murdered.

apologies for him in advance.

do you have any cake?

you’re withholding information on an investigation that you’re working on.

she’s flamboyant. and attention-seeking. and instinctive. spoilt. easily bored. but she’s not sloppy.

i need antibiotics.

what you need is rest. you’ll be right as rain tomorrow.

i thought she was a ghost. i hate ghosts.

she wants people to know when she’s killed someone.

i wouldn’t trust her with a dead rat.

not what you were expecting?

we’ve come here with rather difficult news.

stop it. i can feel your excitement.

maybe it’s someone so good, she’s been operating undetected for a while.

so what kind of women does no one ever pay attention to?

i’m looking for a kitchen knife. to stab you with.

will you just stop badgering me for five minutes!

we haven’t got anyone here who can help you.

she’s careful and anonymous. and meticulous and discreet.

we don’t need her anymore.

don’t lie to me.

you thought i’d be an easy target, didn’t you?

i see what you’re doing. don’t think i haven’t noticed.

what must you think of me?

i think you’re going to bleed to death.

that wasn’t very clever, was it?

you know what, i’ve had a really shitty couple of days.

do you think you can just do whatever you want?

you’re happy not seeing her again?

she’s a parasite. she gets into your brain, she eats you up, to make space for herself. like that book with the hungry worm and all that food.

why should i lie about this?

you think she loves you? then make her hate you. hate is something she understands, it’s manageable.

look what happens to the people she loves.

she’ll love you to death.

if you wanted to show your devotion, you could just do the easiest thing.

i’ll just masturbate onto this omelette then, i guess.

guess how many semen stains are on this bed.

you don’t need any help in the failure department from me.

now that you’re sloppy seconds, it’s only a matter of time anyway.

oh, didn’t you know? there’s a new girl in town.

are you trying to make me jealous?

i wonder why you asked me to be boring and discreet.

you don’t mind her getting the credit for your work, do you?

is this supposed to look like an accident?

i think they’re genuinely used to being above the government.

we need a little help here.

you better put on something really slutty to make up for the fact that you forgot this three years in a row.

it’s gonna be so slutty, i promise.

we didn’t think that you’d make it.

no one believes those stupid complaints.

the last thing she needs is to accidentally sleep with him again!

tell me where my family are.

maybe he just needs a little push.

you can do nothing and die alone.

i would ask you why the one time you came to support me and my job, you were able to miraculously somehow make it all about you and your job.

you don’t want to be here, and actually, i don’t want you here. just go home.

you realise we only have a small window for this, right?

she might be gone by tomorrow. she might be gone already.

you’re afraid of upsetting your mom?

you work for me.

i haven’t spent any money!

can i fix you another drink?

this is a terrible hug.

maybe you shouldn’t have shot me.

you’re not still mad about that?

i aimed to make sure i didn’t kill you.

nice and clean, just like you taught me.

they don’t pay him any money. they let him be the person who terminates the contracts. like race horses. when they can’t race anymore, they get shot. and he is the guy with the gun.

there’s not enough money in freelance!

imagine dying on that carpet.

will you make sure ‘pointless’ is recorded?

i don’t normally get angry. it makes me feel sleepy. so you’ll just have to imagine i sound angry when i say this: never go behind my back again.

you are by no means the only person i work with but take up a disproportionate amount of my time, and my time is very valuable to me.

i thought you were different.

we need to be careful.

[hannibalism]

[quitehumane]

💬

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator. | ACCEPTING

“—You came back.”

[dappermouth]

Find it deep inside the house, where no one ever goes—down a lightless hallway, in the darker rooms below.

[quitehumane]

                    between nature and nurture, i choose neither.

                       (18+. written by darcy. est june 2013 / rebooted august 2018)

[justanotherrpmeme]

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

[quitehumane]

pokes head out.

[granpappy-winchester-deactivate]

It’s Beautiful.

[tainbocuailnge]

is there a single more in-depth characterisation question than “would this character say fuck”? is there anything that gets the core aspects of a character down as well as the question of if and how they say fuck?

[helloyangmal]

[quitehumane]

baltimore parents know and absolutely adore hannibal and his wonderful homemade spooky halloween candy (which is not in fact people, though it does generally look like people—candy fingers and eyeballs and that sort of thing, of course he has fun it) and endless patience with trick-or-treaters. he always decorates the house (the exterior and the foyer) and will stay up giving out candy until kids stop coming by (and he always has a separate bowl of—still very nice—store-bought prepackaged candy for kids whose parents don’t feel comfortable with them taking homemade candy) and will compliment every single kid on their costume.

[quitehumane]

also if you’re invited for dinner around this time you had better pray you like pumpkin because he usually has a bunch of large jack o’lanterns and so much leftover pumpkin

[hannibalgifs]

Well, no pajama party for you, Mr. Graham.