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[agntstarling]

prompts for emotionally stunted idiots

because my friends muses need therapy. will they get it? absolutely not. 

AVOIDING THE TERRIFYING ORDEAL OF BEING KNOWN:  

“  yeah i’m pissed off but i’d rather not talk about it.  that’s why you’re the one i came to.  ”

“  i’m not looking for a friend.  i’m looking for someone just as angry as i am.  ”

“  i’m not good at caring about people’s shit on purpose.  ”

“  i’m not gonna ask if ‘you’re okay’ cause that’s fuckin’ annoying.  you wanna get the hell out of here and do something?  ”  

 “  i don’t wanna talk about it. you got a beer?  ”  

“  upset?  why would i be upset?  ”

“  so you wanna go find something to break?  ”  

“  hey you want me to kill that guy for you?  ”

“  i just need to get this shit done.  and i trust you to help me do that.  ”  

“  you’re hot.  and i’m bored.  ”  

“  can we just have some meaningless sex we can both pretend didn’t happen tomorrow morning?  ”

“  i can think of at least a dozen people that need killing.  or a light beating.  will that cheer you up?  ”

“  i’ve a got job and i think you’d be the perfect fit.  so you in?  ”

“  yeah i don’t do the whole crying thing.  give me something to stab and i’ll be good in a day or two.  ”

“  i banged it out and now i feel great.  next question.  ”

“  if i think about it,  i get angry.  and i don’t know where that anger stops.  so i’d rather not start at all.  ”

VARIOUS SENTENCES WITH ABSOLUTELY NO DEPTH U COWARDS: 

“  if you’re gonna stay here you can’t be sober so either take the fruity beer or the shitty wine or let me be vibe in peace.  ”

“  how much insect essence do you think are in every square inch of chocolate? like just how many cockroach guts have i consumed with my hershey’s? ” 

“  you should’ve seen the look on their face.  it’s been so long since i’ve made someone that fuckin’ angry it was great.  ” 

“  i have this neighbor who keeps playing driver’s license at 10 a.m. every morning and i’m starting to question if it’s a sixteen year old getting over a breakup or a 36 year old trying to reclaim their childhood. at this point the mystery is the only thing keeping me going.  ”

“  do i trust you?  absolutely not.  next question.  ”

“  if i don’t get a nap in the next hour i’ll probably murder someone.  ”

“  you’re getting that look in your eyes like you’re about to ask me what’s wrong so i’m gonna save us both the awkwardness of finding an excuse to leave and just go now.  ”

“  i’m here to raid your fridge cause my date went really bad and all i’ve had is lukewarm water and breadsticks.  ”

“  i’m making a fake tinder profile to see how gullible guys are, wanna help?  ”   

“  hey i got something for you look!  ”   *holds up middle finger* 

U MIGHT GET PUNCHED: 

“  why are you really here?  ”

“  i’m not leaving until you tell me what the fuck is going on.  ”

“  you can’t solve every problem with your fists.  ”  

“  i’m not here to talk about me.  what the hell is going on with you?  ”

“  you think i don’t notice but i do.  i can tell something’s wrong.  ”   

“  i can see beneath your smile.  ”

“  why won’t you just tell me the truth?  ”

“  what are you hiding? and don’t you dare try to lie to me. ”

“  what the hell did you do?  ”

“  so are we gonna talk about it or are we gonna pretend nothing’s wrong here?  ”

[agntstarling]

lit meme > nine quotes [3/9] || silence of the lambs

Orion is above the horizon now, and near it Jupiter, brighter than it will ever be…

[agntstarling]

TAYLOR SWIFT’S MIDNIGHTS *3AM EDITION (2022) ALBUM PROMPTS

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚     as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!     ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

all i used to do was pray.

we survived the great war.

we were supposed to be just friends.

karma’s gonna track you down.

i don’t dress for men.

‘cause i care.

i feel you, no matter what.

i told you none of it was accidental.

i vowed i would always be yours.

someone told his white-collar crimes to the fbi.

‘cause it’s all over.

i’m only cryptic and machiavellian.

we were somewhere else.

you handle it beautifully.

let’s dance.

what’s a girl gonna do?

what could’ve been, would’ve been you.

i lost you.

it turned into something bigger.

that’s a real fucking legacy to leave.

do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

you’ve got no reason to be afraid.

did you leave her house in the middle of the night?

i wake up screaming from dreaming.

i’m damned if i do give a damn what people say.

i can’t let this go.

i prefer hiding in plain sight.

i end up in crisis.

my hand was the one you reached for.

checkmate, i couldn’t lose.

you’re talking shit for the hell of it.

every single one of your friends was making fun of you.

draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man.

no one wanted to play with me as a little kid.

you would break your back to make me break a smile.

now that i know, i wish you’d left me wondering.

i hosted parties and starved my body.

i vow i will always be yours.

you said i have to trust more freely.

sadness became my whole sky.

it’s just a question.

i’ll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror.

it’s like snow at the beach.

there were pages turned with the bridges burned.

if i was a child, did it matter?

what if i told you i’m a mastermind?

i think it’s time to teach some lessons.

i see you every day now.

i’m the wind in our free-flowing sails.

the system’s breaking down.

i keep my side of the street clean.

the jokes weren’t funny.

did some force take you bеcause i didn’t pray?

somewhere in the haze, got a sense i’d been betrayed.

do you wish you could still touch her?

i remember.

a diamond’s gotta shine.

it’s me, hi.

i will always be yours.

maybe it was her.

you know there’s many different ways that you can kill the one you love.

some guy said my aura’s moonstone.

you wouldn’t know what i mean.

he was sunshine, i was midnight rain.

i don’t dress for villains.

we were born to be the pawn.

you were on something.

i saw something they can’t take away.

you’re on your own, kid.

i wake with your memory over me.

if clarity’s in death, then why won’t this die?

yeah, all you did was smile.

yeah, you can face this.

by the way, i’m going out tonight.

you were bigger than the whole sky.

i saw flecks of what could’ve been lights.

pierced through the heart, but never killed.

you said i was freeloading.

how’d we end up on the floor, anyway?

turns out, it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago.

lately, i’ve been dressing’ for revenge.

my pennies made your crown.

he never thinks of me.

did you see the photos?“

i feel the lavender haze creeping up on me.

do i really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

i just wanna stay.

ain’t that the way shit always ends?

time can’t stop me quite like you did.

i think i’ve been too good of a girl.

did all the extra credit, then got graded on a curve.

i really thought i’d lost you.

saw a wide smirk on your face.

life is emotionally abusive.

don’t get sad, get even.

god rest my soul.

i broke his heart 'cause he was nice.

i miss you.

i’m on my vigilante shit again.

you’re a crisis of my faith.

seemed like the right thing at the time.

you might have to wait in line.

i could still say, “i don’t remember”.

you should be doing more.

i have this thing where i get older, but just never wiser.

i didn’t choose this town, i dream of getting out.

i just may like some explanations.

i just may like to have a conversation.

they said the end is coming.

we can plant a memory garden.

one day, i’ll watch as you’re leaving.

best believe i’m still bejeweled.

life will lose all its meaning.

we lost track of time again.

it’s okay, we’re the best of friends.

i’d go back to wanting dudes who give nothing.

i think there’s been a glitch.

i’m not even sorry.

you know how scared i am of elevators.

sometimes i wonder which one’ll be your last lie.

i was taken by the view.

karma’s a relaxing thought.

can i ask you a question?

it’s fine to fake it 'til you make it.

it must be counterfeit.

i’m unglued, thanks to you.

maybe it was egos swinging.

that’s nice, i’m sure that’s what’s suitable.

she’s laughing up at us from hell.

you should find another.

he wanted it comfortable, i wanted that pain.

i can still make the whole place shimmer.

diesel is desire, you were playing with fire.

this is the first time i’ve felt the need to confess.

no one sees when you lose when you’re playing solitaire.

'cause i’m a mastermind.

they’re bringing up my history.

you don’t ever say too much.

now that i’m grown, i’m scared of ghosts.

i could’ve gone on as i was.

putting someone first only works when you’re in their top five.

i’ve never seen someone lit from within.

i don’t dress for friends.

there’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair.

i play it cool with the best of them.

sit quiet by my side in the shade.

never trust it if it rises fast.

i touch my phone as if it’s your face.

addicted to betrayal, but you’re relevant.

i chose you.

i never think of him.

this happens all the time.

you got tired of my scheming.

i knew i wanted your body.

but for him, it’s every day.

it might just have been you.

she needed cold, hard proof, so i gave her some.

i fight with you in my sleep.

i don’t remember who i was.

ladies know what people want.

ladies always rise above.

that means you did it right.

you don’t have to answer.

i think i’ve been a little too kind.

i’m so in love that i might stop breathing.

i gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this.

everything you lose is a step you take.

maybe it’s the past that’s talking.

get it off your chest.

all the stars aligned.

it can’t last.

we almost forgot it.

it only hurts this much right now.

i’ve got a lot to pine about.

did you hear my covert narcissism i disguise as altruism?

pick somewhere and just run.

i vowed not to fight anymore.

the wound won’t close.

i’ve got a lot to live without.

make sure you don’t miss.

you and i ended up in the same room.

i picked the petals, he loves me not.

meet me at midnight.

ask me what i learned from all those years.

i swear that it was something.

all the outfits were terrible.

it must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero.

i’ll be gettin’ over you my whole life.

it’s all over now, all out to sea.

i’d pay if you’d just know me.

no deal.

i waited ages to see you there.

i regret you all the time.

all that you ever wanted from me was nothing.

i made you my world, have you heard?

now you’re mine.

every single thing i touch becomes sick with sadness.

i don’t even dare to wish it.

to you, i can admit that i’m just too soft for all of it.

that was the night i nearly lost you.

i’m the problem, it’s me.

i thought the plane was going down.

every single thing to come has turned into ashes.

so i justified it.

i wrote a poem.

we will never go back.

you tried to erase us.

tonight feels impossible.

i have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money.

you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking.

he was sunshine, i was midnight rain.

aren’t you envious that for you it’s not?

give me back my girlhood, it was mine first.

i bent the truth too far tonight.

my town was a wasteland.

you were more than just a short time.

you should find another.

she looks so pretty.

he wanted a bride, i was making my own name.

they said the end is coming.

can this be a real thing?

did you wish you’d put up more of a fight?

i took the money.

if you never touched me, i would’ve.

i should not be left to my own devices.

the god’s honest truth is that the pain was heaven.

you knew the entire time.

i find myself running home to your sweet nothings.

i damn sure never would’ve danced with the devil.

never take advice from someone who’s falling apart.

i polish up nice.

you can try to change my mind.

my friends from home don’t know what to say.

you don’t live in my part of town, but maybe i’ll see you out some weekend.

she thinks i left them in the will.

you made me feel important.

i wanna brainwash you.

i’m a monster on the hill.

i’m falling in love again.

i’ll run away.

don’t put mе in the basement.

me and karma vibe like that.

i miss who i used to be.

midnights become my afternoons.

get it off my desk.

picture me, thick as thieves, with your ex-wife.

i keep on waiting for a sign.

i don’t dress for women.

memories feel like weapons.

i’m fastening myself to you with a stitch.

i been under scrutiny.

then what did you do?

we had one thing going on.

my flight was awful, thanks for asking.

i find it dizzying.

all of me changed like midnight.

you weren’t even listening.

what could’ve been, would’ve been.

she was on your mind with some dickhead guy.

everybody just expects me to bounce back.

it’s coming back around.

i’ve been scheming like a criminal ever since.

i spy with my little tired eye..

do you really wanna know where i was april 29th?

i don’t start shit, but i can tell you how it ends.

i thought we had no chance.

ask me what i earned from all those tears.

i hear it in your voice, you’re smoking with your boys.

all this shit is new to me.

you knew that i’m a mastermind.

had to do it this way.

if i’d only played it safe.

romance is not dead if you keep it just yours.

it only feels this raw right now.

nothing was gonna stop me.

was what i was thinking the whole time?

i can’t speak, afraid to jinx it.

they say looks can kill and i might try.

you did some bad things, but i’m the worst of them.

do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

it’s never enough.

but for some, it was paradise.

i didn’t know you were keeping count.

everyone’s up to something.

there’s many different ways that you can kill the one you love.

i vowed not to cry anymore.

what if i told you none of it was accidental?

how the hell did we lose sight of us again?

it was one drink after another.

i would’ve stayed on my knees.

don’t you know that cash ain’t the only price?

big city, wrong choices.

living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts.

it’s not meant to be.

[agntstarling]

prompts for emotionally stunted idiots

because my friends muses need therapy. will they get it? absolutely not. 

AVOIDING THE TERRIFYING ORDEAL OF BEING KNOWN:  

“  yeah i’m pissed off but i’d rather not talk about it.  that’s why you’re the one i came to.  ”

“  i’m not looking for a friend.  i’m looking for someone just as angry as i am.  ”

“  i’m not good at caring about people’s shit on purpose.  ”

“  i’m not gonna ask if ‘you’re okay’ cause that’s fuckin’ annoying.  you wanna get the hell out of here and do something?  ”  

 “  i don’t wanna talk about it. you got a beer?  ”  

“  upset?  why would i be upset?  ”

“  so you wanna go find something to break?  ”  

“  hey you want me to kill that guy for you?  ”

“  i just need to get this shit done.  and i trust you to help me do that.  ”  

“  you’re hot.  and i’m bored.  ”  

“  can we just have some meaningless sex we can both pretend didn’t happen tomorrow morning?  ”

“  i can think of at least a dozen people that need killing.  or a light beating.  will that cheer you up?  ”

“  i’ve a got job and i think you’d be the perfect fit.  so you in?  ”

“  yeah i don’t do the whole crying thing.  give me something to stab and i’ll be good in a day or two.  ”

“  i banged it out and now i feel great.  next question.  ”

“  if i think about it,  i get angry.  and i don’t know where that anger stops.  so i’d rather not start at all.  ”

VARIOUS SENTENCES WITH ABSOLUTELY NO DEPTH U COWARDS: 

“  if you’re gonna stay here you can’t be sober so either take the fruity beer or the shitty wine or let me be vibe in peace.  ”

“  how much insect essence do you think are in every square inch of chocolate? like just how many cockroach guts have i consumed with my hershey’s? ” 

“  you should’ve seen the look on their face.  it’s been so long since i’ve made someone that fuckin’ angry it was great.  ” 

“  i have this neighbor who keeps playing driver’s license at 10 a.m. every morning and i’m starting to question if it’s a sixteen year old getting over a breakup or a 36 year old trying to reclaim their childhood. at this point the mystery is the only thing keeping me going.  ”

“  do i trust you?  absolutely not.  next question.  ”

“  if i don’t get a nap in the next hour i’ll probably murder someone.  ”

“  you’re getting that look in your eyes like you’re about to ask me what’s wrong so i’m gonna save us both the awkwardness of finding an excuse to leave and just go now.  ”

“  i’m here to raid your fridge cause my date went really bad and all i’ve had is lukewarm water and breadsticks.  ”

“  i’m making a fake tinder profile to see how gullible guys are, wanna help?  ”   

“  hey i got something for you look!  ”   *holds up middle finger* 

U MIGHT GET PUNCHED: 

“  why are you really here?  ”

“  i’m not leaving until you tell me what the fuck is going on.  ”

“  you can’t solve every problem with your fists.  ”  

“  i’m not here to talk about me.  what the hell is going on with you?  ”

“  you think i don’t notice but i do.  i can tell something’s wrong.  ”   

“  i can see beneath your smile.  ”

“  why won’t you just tell me the truth?  ”

“  what are you hiding? and don’t you dare try to lie to me. ”

“  what the hell did you do?  ”

“  so are we gonna talk about it or are we gonna pretend nothing’s wrong here?  ”

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[agntstarling]

COMMUNICATION: PROMPT, accepting.

↳ when feasible, one should eat the rude.

⤍ HANNIBAL.

the verbiage gives her pause, brow furrowing as she tries to work out precisely what @lambswraths means on her own. certainly, clarice would like to be able to say that she's got any real clue, but the best she's got is conjecture - the best she's got is her gut and her instinct, and those are two things that've served her well in the past.

truly, some part of her isn't certain this isn't some sort of test. it does seem like the sort of thing he'd do, isn't it? try to catch her up on a really slight change of a common phrase. maybe clarice sits in silence longer that she strictly ought to, but they're not so uncomfortable as she'd found them once. they don't remind her only of the orphanage, or of boarding schools where she'd had no friends, or year after year of living inside of her own head for the safety that'd come with it. in fact, there are very few people that she's let near enough that she knows she could stand this sort of prolonged silence with.

"is that some play on eat the rich?" clarice hazards a guess, though she immediately wonders whether the real meaning has gone directly over her head.

[agntstarling]

COMMUNICATION: PROMPT, accepting.

↳ "no, you ARE strong."

⤍ PROMPTS THAT HIT WHERE IT HURTS.

"you've gotta say that, you're my best friend," though protest is quick to fall from her lips, there's a ghost of a smile behind it - not a real one, but enough of one to offer @lambswraths certainty that she doesn't really mean it. the smile turns quickly into something sad, though, as she shakes her head, "it doesn't feel like it most days, i'll tell you that,"

[agntstarling]

COMMUNICATION: PROMPT, accepting.

↳ i'm never gonna love again.

⤍ EVERMORE

who hasn't felt a sentiment similar to that expressed by @lambswraths? some might pretend otherwise, but clarice would guess damn near everybody has, though she'll allow that abigail hobbs certainly has more reason to feel hopeless than most people years her senior. clarice can relate, in a way, to feeling as if so much bad has happened that to find anything good is downright impossible. she'd managed to stick to rules and regulations in order to make sense of the world, though she's still processing dark secrets about her own father - the sort of stuff that'd been tossed into the depths of her subconscious and buried, whereas abigail's own trauma isn't really the sort of thing a person can hide from.

clarice wonders silently whether she has any right to feel much differently from the teenager. sure, her father hadn't tried to kill her himself, but he'd sure as hell put his daughter in situations that seem, in her mind, to be comparable. she'd just been younger and he'd died so soon after that it'd been easier to blame her mother. just more to bring up in therapy, she supposes, shaking off the thought before she can become lost in it.

"i know it feels that way now, i'm sure it's difficult to feel much hope at all, and i don't think anybody could possibly blame you for that," she starts out, offering as empathetic a look as she can while ensuring a minimal likelihood of it coming off the wrong way, "i don't think you'll always feel that way, though, abigail. you're lucky to have a pretty large group of people who really care about you and who are interested in your well-being. i don't mean to say it'll ever go away entirely, it'd be mighty irresponsible of me to say anything like that, because i know it doesn't... i just also know that you'll get through this stronger," which, now that it's left her mouth, feels like a truly lame sentiment. sorta like the stuff a person might find on a cheap greeting card, though there's no point in trying to walk it back.

[agntstarling]

. . . have the lambs stopped screaming?

clarice starling, of the hannibal lecter trilogy. by zanza.

heavily book and headcanon based + clarice + nbc hannibal inspirations.

[agntstarling]

this is a story about how @lambswraths and i get so damn funny in the middle of the night

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hit the heart for a starter (probably lyric based), specify muse if you're a multi!

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

[agntstarling]

hit the heart for a starter (probably lyric based), specify muse if you're a multi!

[agntstarling]

[agntstarling]

COMMUNICATION: PROMPT, accepting.

⟶ EVERMORE.

there's a conscious attempt to avoid any tells, it's will graham she's talking to, it'd be pretty foolish not to so much as try. particularly when he's making comments with such hefty implications.

"you can run but only so far." @lambswraths had said, and it's that phrase that'd brough them here. she's offering a tight smile, and he's giving a look that makes it seem as if he can see right through her. maybe he can, if everything she's heard is true. hell, if even a single thing she's heard is true then clarice has plenty of reason to remain as steady as she possibly can.

"i stopped runnin' a long time ago, agent graham," she responds, finally, as confidently as she can. "i do appreciate your concerns, of course,"

[agntstarling]

@lambswraths / 2x13 but make it clarice, feat actual zanzellie writing hehe

[agntstarling]

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of prompts from the TV show “Hannibal”, feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary) TW: murder mention, cannibalism mention

“Just keep it professional.”

“I don’t find you that interesting.”

“God’s terrific.”

“I feel like I’ve dragged you into my world.”

“So maybe I’m not supposed to be in a relationship.”

“Word of advice: it’s easier just to kill ‘em.”

“Yeah, well, we all want things that we can’t have.”

“Well, thank God for small favors.”

“How many people have you killed?”

“Are you going to kill me?”

“You’re not my friend.”

“I never feel guilty eating anything.”

“What exactly am I guilty of?”

“I’m quite the topic of conversation in psychiatric circles.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh you’re in trouble, [name].”

“Why did you want to talk to me?”

“He’s not looking for redemption, but revenge.”

“My compliments to the chef.”

“Oh, you think I’m in control?”

“How would killing me make you feel?”

“Where shall we begin?”

“A life without regret would be no life at all.”

“When feasible, one should eat the rude.”

“When the fox hears the rabbit scream, he comes running. But not to help.”

“Walk away, I’ll make no plans to call on you, but if you stay, I will kill you.”

“It’s not that kind of party.”

“Do you believe in God?”

“Nice to hear your voice.”

“You and I have begun to blur.”

“Atta girl.”

“I find the trout to be a very Nietzscheian fish.”

“Play with your food, you give it the opportunity to bite back.”

“Congratulations, [name]- you’re officially insane.”

“What a cunning boy you are.”