#countlecter

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[3:11:47 PM] Taylor: ......... why is it both of my hannibals have also been my wife 8U

[3:11:56 PM] Ethan: 8)

[3:11:58 PM] Taylor: SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG HERE

[3:12:00 PM] Ethan: HAAHAHAHAH

[3:12:09 PM] Ethan: surprise bitch

[3:12:15 PM] Taylor: fU CK

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countlecter

Send me a URL of a tumblr user and I’ll describe them using one word.

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✉ ✘ ☠ ♣

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[text; Lecter] Stop texting me. 

Send ✘ for an unsent text

[text; Lecter] You can fuck right off. 

Send ☠ for a threatening message

[text; Lecter] Stop texting me, Lecter. Now. 

Send ♣ for a drunk message

[text; Lecter] lEAve me al one

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countlecter replied to your post:agentmstarling replied to your post:roses r red -...

((WE LOVE YOU WILL YOU’RE LIKE OUR CRAZY UNCLE WHO LIVES IN THE ATTIC <3 ))

[[ SCREAMS. I'M NOT THE CRAZY ONE HERE. ]] 

[agentmstarling]

He kissed her knuckles. "Is the water cold? You should finish your soak. I've planned a dinner for us, if you'll allow."

"I’ve never declined a dinner from you before." Softly her lips brushed against his temple, smiling against his skin.

Clarice allowed herself another few minutes in the water before slipping out, the rose petals clinging to her skin.

[agentmstarling]

He laid the box aside and took the ring and her hand. "You've not had a proper proposal, a proper courtship. And you shan't have a traditional marriage. I thought perhaps you should have proper engagement ring." He slid it on her finger. "Well, at least you'll have something to throw at me instead of shooting me now."

Her fingers flexed out, the ring looking a little more than natural on her hand, and that surprised her. One side of her lips moved up, shaking her head in some amusement to his last statement. “You’ve got that right,” she teased, before looking up to her fiancee once more. She knew that her features would express more than simple words could. 

[agentmstarling]

"My pleasure," he hummed before reaching forward and nibbling at her ear lobe. He removed one pearl with his teeth before the other. He lifted the velvet cardboard the pearls hung on to place the plastic ones in the box. On the bottom of the box, now circling her childhood treasures was a simple emerald ring.

Clarice sat perfectly still, the romantic gestures of her fiancee enough to coat her bare body with goosebumps. There was a soft kiss of thanks against his cheek, her eyes moving down to the box once she caught of a glint of a stone. She plucked the emerald ring out from within the box, admiring it before her eyes rose to Hannibal’s.

[agentmstarling]

He let her open the box, watching her face. Inside were a pair of new gold set pearl studs. Hannibal grinned. "You're not disappointed then?"

Her face instantly lit up, eyes immediately coating over with moisture. Such a simple gift, but it was one of meaning. The plastic faux pearls had donned her ears for years, something that she had purchased for herself when she graduated high school and rarely, if ever, removed. “Thank you,” was all she managed to get out, a fingertip touching a round pearl.