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ᅠ ᅠ ⠀ i got the 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 parts 𖬺͟ the wrong 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚂 for parts. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᅠ ᅠ
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ “ yes , subtle and clean and yet —— i don’t see you trying to murder me with it. ” she holds back a smile when laughter escapes soft lips. “ currently , in your presences i appear to be. ”
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 〝 old-fashioned method of murder. 〞‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ she scolded, a suppressed laugh escaping her lips. looking at the floor, she pondered the long sip of her tea.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 〝 you’re fine. 〞
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ “ oh i know —— you don’t strike me as the poison in tea type. ” the barest hint of a curl to the corner of her lip. a tap , two to the cup before it is brought up to soft lips. liquid is gently sipped. warm , sweet , perfect. “ . . . thanks. ”
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ drumming slender fingers on the porcelain margin, tracing invisible patterns ; humming escaping, peaches accentuated by a slight smile.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 〝 oh, margot, just drink. it’s just tea. 〞‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ she added, rather simplistic.
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ “ trust you ” she repeats. such a foreign concept. “ that’s asking quite a lot of me. ” eyes on the tea cup , they watch the stillness of the liquid. no bad intentions —— how can she be sure ﹖she cannot even trust her own flesh and blood. no good intentions »
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ bringing the hand back, caution expanding into words ; out of mediocrity, drawing on the most palpable attention. she could never hurt margot.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ sitting opposite her, embracing her own warmth.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 〝 there is. ›
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍there is a tension to delicate shoulders at the touch. margot knew only violence. nothing was given without something being taken. that is the way mason worked. “ there is no such thing as warmth or safety. ” hands nurse the warm cup , it stung but margot has »
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ hand-picked porcelain ; some calm tenderly displaying itself in expressions, adorned with miraculous ornaments of attention. uniting subtlety, solemnity in a cautious touch on the shoulders.〝 keep you warm. safe. 〞
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍margot’s eyes , vacant of emotions that were not current curiosity gaze at the cup. they flicker , landing on the woman before her. “ what is this for ﹖” voice low , raspy but monotone. delicate , partly cold hands reaching out to grab the cup.
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍𝖓𝐨𝐭 𝕽ᵁᴵᴺᴱᴰ ╱ 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 retweeted
dogs are loyal, but they ain’t blind. you kick it enough, it’ll flee or it’ll bite.
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍𝖓𝐨𝐭 𝕽ᵁᴵᴺᴱᴰ ╱ 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 retweeted
ㅤ ㅤ in deathless sleep, ㅤ the old ones dream ﹠ ㅤ lie in wait for the time ㅤ when they shall rise ㅤ again. nitter.gq/i/lists/17705503229575…
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍independent portrayal of margot verger from hannibal , the series. mature and triggering themes such as gore , violence , blood , abuse , sexual themes , etc. follow at your own risk.
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‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍𝖓𝐨𝐭 𝕽ᵁᴵᴺᴱᴰ ╱ 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 retweeted
ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗈𝗇. 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌. 𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝓙𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝓡𝗎𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗅 ᅠ
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 ⠀⠀⠀𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 & ⠀⠀⠀𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗈𝖿 𝖮𝗅𝖽 𝖳𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝓐𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝓑𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆 ᅠ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘥𝘰𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 * 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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muscles quiver beneath the delicate, familiar and more than welcomed touch. they have always fitted so exceptionally well. “ i missed you too ”her mellowed voice travels between them. her head turns so she can gaze upon the psychiatrist and she smiles. that smile that »
Fingers are soft, delicate as they trace mindless patterns across the surface of her wife’s soft stomach. Their bodies fit together perfectly, like missing pieces that are designed for the opposite. “I missed you.” It’s a gentle rasp, lips blooming with a soft smile.
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