Jul 21, 2025
“ do you call her , almost say my name ? ”
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“ do you call her , almost say my name ? ”
msg: margoooo
r: okay :)
‘ vamos fazer alguma coisa pra comer. espreguiçou-se enquanto ocupava o sofá da sala de @fucking-margot assistindo programas aleatórios na televisão. ‘ tipo, fazer mesmo e não comprar pronto.
RANDOM MUSE 45 / 147 - MARGOT.
she supposed the authorities would catch up with her sooner or later. margot had been pulled from the boat she drifted off on an hour after the yacht had caught on fire, but she hadn't been approached until now. she guessed investigations always took longer than they were supposed to. 'can i see your badge again?' margot takes a drag from her cigarette, inhaling the smoke, allowing the toxins to fill her lungs before she exhaled above the agent's head. 'no offense, i just want to cover my bases,' @keyzkiller.
'are you one of my brother's colleagues?' margot has just taken off her riding helmet, having left her horse to be taken care of by the stable hand, when she found this man standing on the front terrace. he certainly looked eccentric enough to know mason, to be interested in the things that mason was interested in. the glasses that reflected herself in them were off putting to her - margot liked to see people's eyes. she couldn't really read them, otherwise. 'if you're here for business, he's unfortunately stepped out for the afternoon,' unfortunate for him, not her. she opens the door to her home before glancing at him again. 'if there's nothing i can help you with, i can tell my brother you stopped by,' @n1atruc.
she should be afraid. and maybe she is, a little bit. but margot has also never had anything like this with another person. marriage, a son, the fortune of her name secured for her family. her brother is dead, and margot was content for the first time in her life. watching alana, the way her shoulders tensed whenever she heard a sudden noise, how tightly she held her and their son at night, unwilling to let them go off alone, sometimes - all because they couldn't be sure hannibal lecter was actually dead. carefully, margot places her hands on her wife's shoulders, a comforting touch. 'we can't live in fear forever,' margot murmurs quietly, palms sliding down alana's arms and back up. 'if he kills us, at least we'll die together,' finally, margot turns the other woman to face her, hands still on her shoulders as she all but pleads with her wife. 'he shouldn't get to control our lives beyond the grave, anymore,' @killjoysanonymous.
DANA SCULLY: DO YOU BELIEVE WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT ME? 'i tend not to engage in gossip. that was more my brother's forte,' if margot could, she'd simply step away from expectations, social circles, and everything that came with it. unfortunately, with her last name, that had never been an option. crossing one leg over the other, margot sighs as she leans back in her seat, a lazy, cat like gaze landing on dana. 'do you really care what other people think? i guess i didn't take you as the type. but i suppose i've been wrong before,' @beyondthescully.