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alikedesign · 4 years
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Im watching hannibal again lords save me.
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alikedesign · 4 years
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Trans Will Graham, Thanks for allowing me to make this ooc post
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Killing must feel good to God too. He does it all the time
Will’s eyes drift off, he needs to shake the feeling of death out of his head. It’s a dark spot to be in, one that doesn’t feel good, or at least, he convinces himself it doesn’t. He refused to believe the words. “I don’t think that killing could feel good for anyone. Unless they were some sort of a sadist.” There was a sick chuckle, and his hands fidget momentarily before a more grim expression braces his features. “But is it right for someone to feel good killing?” Will has this thought a lot. After what happened with Garret Hobbs, he didn’t know if his strange pride in killing him was justified. He preferred to tell himself it felt wrong, but he couldn’t hide that forever.
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alikedesign · 4 years
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"Can you hear how paranoid you are?"
Will gives a slight tilt to his head as a bitterly amused, and somewhat sad smile comes to his lips. He raised his hand up to his face, scratching idly at the scruff on his jaw and cheeks as he scoffs.  “I’m not paranoid, it’s only reasonable worry, Dr. Lecter.” Wills eyes never meet Hannibal’s, not only for his usual reasoning of distraction, but more his anxiety in this situation. His voice wavers, “Look, I’m not just going into the deep end over nothing, you can’t just act like I am.”  Whether it was obvious or not, Will was worked up, he was frustrated. He may have been jumping to many conclusions, but he found it was justified at this time.
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alikedesign · 4 years
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— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Woods
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alikedesign · 4 years
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"It isn't very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living."
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alikedesign · 4 years
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Hannibal Season One Sentence Starters
No bodies, no parts of bodies, nothing that comes out of bodies – Nothing. That may require me to be sociable. I’m beginning to suspect you’re investigating me. Not fond of eye contact, are you? Or we could socialize like adults. God forbid we become friendly with each other. I don’t think you’re that interesting. They applauded, it was inappropriate. Question is, do you want to go back in the field? Therapy doesn’t work on me. Is this therapy or a support group? The mirrors in your mind can reflect the best of yourself, not the worst of someone else. He’s alive, but he will never be conscious again. I saw him lying there, in someone else’s grave. I don’t think we’ve ever been alone in a room together. You stir the hornet’s nest and I’m the one who gets stung. Killing must feel good to God too. He does it all the time. Hybrid. Great car for stalking. I can undo what I said, I can also make it a lot worse. It’s not very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living. This isn’t self-defense, (…). You butchered him. If you don’t eat your growing fruits, you won’t get any dessert. Someone asked me if I kept my stained clothes. What kind of killer forgives the victim at the moment of death? What am I about to put into my mouth? We’re ready to go when you are and you’re ready to go, so let’s go. Cruelty is a gift humanity has given to itself. Who watches over us when we sleep? So, are we going to have a conversation or are you just going to pretend like everything’s alright? Did you just smell me? I don’t know how much longer I can be that useful to you, (…). I thought if I kept it to myself our lives wouldn’t change. The effect I was hoping for was her death. Here we are, a bunch of psychopaths helping each other out. The Romans used to kill flamingos just to eat their tongues. Would you like to discuss our chance encounter? It makes me sad that I have to pay to see you. I see enough of you to see the truth in you. Your eyes were open, but you were not present. I need to stop sleeping altogether, best way to avoid bad dreams. So you invited me over to help you collect animal parts? The only thing you can change is your future. This is my resume, this is my body of work – this is my legacy. Every day I wake up and I hear (…)’s voice. They could never see me coming unless I wanted them to see me coming. Everything we know about that night is true, except for the end. In time this will be the only story any of us cares to tell. I know you don’t like to be the cause of concern, but I’m officially concerned about you. There’s a grandiosity to the violence I imagined. You must overcome these illusions that cover up your reality. I know what kind of crazy I am and this isn’t that kind of crazy. I just slowly became aware that I might not be dreaming. Why are you still here when the both of us know this is bad for you? It feels like our last supper. How do you keep those whites so clean? All I need is one hand free. I fear not knowing who I am. I don’t know if I’ll ever be myself again. It’s hard to be with another person when you can’t get out of your own head. You made me chicken soup? Nothing more isolating than mental illness. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life. Grieving is an individual process with a universal goal. Can you hear how paranoid you sound? These are not the actions of an innocent man. I am who I’ve always been.
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