#criminalempathy

[blackunderthemoon-blog]

criminalempathy

Hannibal stood on the cliffside, holding Will close, his words echoing in Hannibal’s head. It’s beautiful. Finally, Will saw what Hannibal wanted for him. For them. Togetherness, bathing in the blood of their enemies in the moonlight. It really does look black. 

“Will,” he whispered. “We could run. I still have connections. I could get us away. Without you, no one could track us down. We’d be free.” 

[blackunderthemoon-blog]

criminalempathy liked your post:someone rp an au with me where will and hannibal...

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[iatethemm-blog]

"Those are harsh words to throw at a man, especially when he's walking out of your bedroom." (couldn't resist xD)

criminalempathy;

“-- that hardly makes it untrue.”      He smirks at the other.

[bustcr-blog]

             the small dogs eyes are trained on his master, his tail WAGGING as he trots to the person he calls dad, a small yip escaping from an open jaw, as he stands up on his hind legs, his front paws barely reaching will’s thighs.        dad i want that give me that daad

[lionessamiele]

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⋆ :Minor personality flaw or quirk

Clarice has to force herself to really listen to what the other person is saying in an argument because she’s already formulating her response and trying to do so without cutting them down with words. That doesn’t always happen.

[ifyouaskmeto]

“No, no, I’m not alright. I’m definitely not alright.”

Hannibal lets Will have his tantrum, remaining quiet until there is a gap to speak. And then:

“Would you like a drink?”

[notashumansare-archive]

"Have you ever doubted your own beliefs?"

“As I grew up, I was forced to. And then my beliefs changed. It’s a part of life, I suppose you could say.”

[catnipforkillersbloom-blog]

Close to You (couldn't resist, the situation is too funny xD)

Our muses get stuck in a narrow small space together, by some strange situation, their bodies pressed firmly together, chest to chest, their noses softly rubbing together, both able to feel each other’s hot breath on their lips. Send “Close to You” for what my muse would say and do to your muse in this situation.

[ criminalempathy  ]

It was difficult to move in such a small space like that. She could feel his breathing on her lips, and she couldn’t concentrate, not when the small closet started to get warmer. With her hands on her sides, she tried to regulate your breathing and she asked, “Do you know how to get out of here?”