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[agxntstarling]

You need coolin’, baby, I’m not foolin’, I’m gonna send you back to schoolin’, Way down inside honey, you need it, I’m gonna give you my love, I’m gonna give you my love…

[agxntstarling]

Imagine if we lived in a world where you could see the exact date when everyone is going to die except for yourself

And then one day people start acting nice to you. Like, really nice.

[agxntstarling]

It’s okay to hate a female character.

But if you resort to slut-shaming, overall cattiness, and bashing, it’s impossible to take you seriously.

[agxntstarling]

ooc; bad-quality early mun-day

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A little more Edward Norton close-up appreciation from Red Dragon.

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Based off my blog, what other characters could you see me Roleplay as?

[agxntstarling]

'Starling.' He knew who she was... The agent closed her eyes only briefly again, when the hand only grew tighter. Another word that came to her attention was 'planning'. Which made her frown only slightly, wondering. What exactly was he planning to do?

Clarice listened to the rest of what he said, wincing a little as he tightened his grip. Regarding these circumstances, she couldn't do much but comply. Especially with the fact that he had been right; the knowledge that there was a good chance that he had a knife put her at an even greater disadvantage as before.

She needed to calm down. And that's what she focused on. Breathing, and ignoring the panic at the back of her mind.

It was possible to get out of this situation; Clarice knew that. She just needed a little more time to come up with it... The woman reluctantly tapped the ground; once. She wouldn't have screamed anyway. It was dark. And there was a risk that someone else may overhear.

☠

My muse is walking alone and ends up in a dark place, send a ☠ to my muse reacting to yours placing a hand over their mouth and pressing them to a wall. [oh my god hello you { anti-l } ]

Clarice’s eyes stuck to the computer screen, slowly scrolling down the page. Reading. How exactly he escaped; Hannibal Lecter, was fascinating as well as disturbing. She had been well aware of what he was capable of, yet, somehow she almost forgot while engaging in their conversations. The information he gave.. his way of thinking..

The FBI Agent sighed, and switched the monitor off. She was thinking too much about murderers. Thinking too much about their minds. How they worked… She needed fresh air.

Fresh air that only grew sweeter as the night went on. Clarice loved the atmosphere as the sun went down, slowly, and the night crept in. She loved the feeling of the air cooling around her. So she walked, continuing to walk, until it was dark. Yet she still couldn’t get the murderer out of her mind. How he was out there still. In the shadows…

Clarice frowned, and stopped, turning a little. It was dark. And she had no idea how long she had been out. But as soon as the idea of going back sparked in her mind, she was caught, hand over mouth, pressed against a cold wall.

She gasped, hand automatically going to where her gun would normally be, yet, it wasn’t there. It… was laying on the kitchen table. Handcuffs along with it. The moment she realised this, that same hand came up to the stranger’s wrist, gripping it in an attempt to free herself, eyes on him. 

[agxntstarling]

//[whispers] flower crown 

//o.o OMG

HELLO Y OU

THANK YOU

*gives cookies*

[agxntstarling]

I know I’m right. I’m… I’m starting to be able to think like this one.  That’s fascinating. You know I’d always suspected as much, you are an eideteker.

[agxntstarling]

90% of the characters i love

are assholes

are dead

are both an asshole and dead

[agxntstarling]

The struggling wavered when he spoke, and stopped completely when she felt the slimy, wet tongue on her face. She was stunned. Not just because of the danger she had found herself in, but now because of the sheer obviousness of the other's mental state of mind. Not many attackers would say and do that. It was almost as if he was savouring the moment...

Clarice closed her eyes briefly, before allowing them to lock back onto the murderer. The obvious thing to do would be to fight back. But, he would be expecting that. Clarice could try her chances but she had no idea what the man was capable of, if he had any weapons - she was at a thorough disadvantage.

So, instead, she raised her spare hand and pushed against his shoulder. Not forcefully. In fact, gently. She did the same with the hand on her mouth.

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My muse is walking alone and ends up in a dark place, send a ☠ to my muse reacting to yours placing a hand over their mouth and pressing them to a wall. [oh my god hello you { anti-l } ]

Clarice’s eyes stuck to the computer screen, slowly scrolling down the page. Reading. How exactly he escaped; Hannibal Lecter, was fascinating as well as disturbing. She had been well aware of what he was capable of, yet, somehow she almost forgot while engaging in their conversations. The information he gave.. his way of thinking..

The FBI Agent sighed, and switched the monitor off. She was thinking too much about murderers. Thinking too much about their minds. How they worked… She needed fresh air.

Fresh air that only grew sweeter as the night went on. Clarice loved the atmosphere as the sun went down, slowly, and the night crept in. She loved the feeling of the air cooling around her. So she walked, continuing to walk, until it was dark. Yet she still couldn’t get the murderer out of her mind. How he was out there still. In the shadows…

Clarice frowned, and stopped, turning a little. It was dark. And she had no idea how long she had been out. But as soon as the idea of going back sparked in her mind, she was caught, hand over mouth, pressed against a cold wall.

She gasped, hand automatically going to where her gun would normally be, yet, it wasn’t there. It… was laying on the kitchen table. Handcuffs along with it. The moment she realised this, that same hand came up to the stranger’s wrist, gripping it in an attempt to free herself, eyes on him. 

[agxntstarling]

//hello :3

agxntstarling liked your photo:scotland-graveyard: eyress: I CHALLENGE YOU TO…

i see you dere.

[agxntstarling]

☠

My muse is walking alone and ends up in a dark place, send a ☠ to my muse reacting to yours placing a hand over their mouth and pressing them to a wall. [oh my god hello you { anti-l } ]

Clarice's eyes stuck to the computer screen, slowly scrolling down the page. Reading. How exactly he escaped; Hannibal Lecter, was fascinating as well as disturbing. She had been well aware of what he was capable of, yet, somehow she almost forgot while engaging in their conversations. The information he gave.. his way of thinking..

The FBI Agent sighed, and switched the monitor off. She was thinking too much about murderers. Thinking too much about their minds. How they worked... She needed fresh air.

Fresh air that only grew sweeter as the night went on. Clarice loved the atmosphere as the sun went down, slowly, and the night crept in. She loved the feeling of the air cooling around her. So she walked, continuing to walk, until it was dark. Yet she still couldn't get the murderer out of her mind. How he was out there still. In the shadows...

Clarice frowned, and stopped, turning a little. It was dark. And she had no idea how long she had been out. But as soon as the idea of going back sparked in her mind, she was caught, hand over mouth, pressed against a cold wall.

She gasped, hand automatically going to where her gun would normally be, yet, it wasn't there. It... was laying on the kitchen table. Handcuffs along with it. The moment she realised this, that same hand came up to the stranger's wrist, gripping it in an attempt to free herself, eyes on him. 

[agxntstarling]

My muse is walking alone and ends up in a dark place, send a ☠ to my muse reacting to yours placing a hand over their mouth and pressing them to a wall.

[agxntstarling]

To anyone who is thinking about killing themselves: please watch this

This is from a girl who’s sister committed suicide. If you are looking for a sign not to commit, this is it.

Please share this so everyone can see.

[agxntstarling]

I want  h o n e s t  opinions about how I portray my character. If there’s a constructive criticism, I’d like to read it. If you’re too shy to say it, you can tell it with the anon on. 

[agxntstarling]

"Who did this to you?" "I’m ashamed of you." "I hate you." "You disgust me." "I love you." "Don’t go, please!" "Just leave already." "I don’t care about you." "I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…" "I don’t love you." "I lied." "You’re pathetic."  "You need to sleep sometime."  "Come on, just hit me!"  "Leave me alone!" "Don’t touch me." "I wish I’d never met you." "You’re adorable." "Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?" "Mind if I sleep here tonight?" "You’re beautiful."

Send my muse one of the following