starliingisms:

from here, with @ethicalbvtcher

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If in a naturalized setting without the observer’s awareness, I may figure out patterns. Demeanor changes, shifts, and evades when the subject knows I’m evaluating,” She knows that a goddamn canned reply;; constructing a formality between them might be too late, but it’s necessary to fall upon. For all her violence under skin, she protects, all they have is glass and questions and dead girls (and she’s seen the results of his rampage;; and her pale gaze avoids the charcoal because each stroke heralds past history of affection). Yet, her exhale is softer than it ought, “I am aware that … was circumstantial in Crawford’s selection.” Her eyes still harden to chipped ice at the thought, chosen for beauty and not mind.

“Do you think I’m still observing you?”

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Lecter lowered his gaze to observe Clarice’s hands rather than her face. He did not hold any interest in the trainee’s rehearsed FBI lingo. Attempts to overshadow all the complexity and detail hidden beneath her skin FRUSTRATED him. If they were to be sitting at his dinner table he might have even considered her detachment RUDE. Alas, the atmosphere they had their little MEETINGS in discouraged familiarity. What a shame.   ❛   Far from me to tell you how to do your work, Agent Starling, ❜   The cannibal replied before meeting the young woman’s gaze again.   ❛   I would assume Jack Crawford to do a better job playing that role. ❜   One long index finger paused caressing his sketch’s jawline to rest upon the subject’s THROAT.   ❛   Does it bother you? Having others watching you? Feeling Jack’s eyes digging into your flesh like fish hooks? Never being picked due to your academic prowess but due to how shiny your set of scales is? ❜    There is a pause. Dangling a bait before his eyes, hoping Lecter would bite was terribly CHILDISH of Crawford.   ❛   He too must have wondered how you taste. ❜   Lecter was aware of the INDECENT implications of his last sentence. But he required Clarice’s attention. A pretty smile and according-to-procedure chit-chat weren’t enough to keep Hannibal Lecter ENTERTAINED.

 



you go into a city of weeping

INDIE HANNIBAL LECTER FROM NBC'S HANNIBAL. SLIGHTLY CANON-DIVERGENT, SERIES AND MOVIE INSPIRED. NOT SPOILER FREE. TRIGGERING / NSFW CONTENT AHEAD.

through me you go into eternal pain

PRIVATE / SELECTIVE / OC FRIENDLY

you go amongst the lost people

POORLY PLAYED BY COFFEE.