Say What You Like But Actually Everyone Only Hates Freddie Lounds Because Shes Sexy And Right About Everything

say what you like but actually everyone only hates freddie lounds because she’s sexy and right about everything all the time. will’s a killer and insane and a total freak? spot on babygirl. murder husbands? at it again queen. you just cannot handle her level of accurate so you have to kill her. sad.

i’m just like hannibal fr i too use my ipad for nefarious reasons

once you stop taking hannibal seriously and completely forget about the whole “grisly crime procedural” thing, really, it’s just a really funny comedy. Probably the funniest.

imagine if people in real life were to talk about people the way the internet talk about pathetic meow-meow men. like you’re just chit-chatting with a colleague and then suddenly they’re like “yo look at ben from accounting’s stupid little brogues I want to put him in a pringles tube and shake him like a maraca I want to keep him in a terrarium I want to butter him like bread I want to tuck him into bed gently.”

re blogging this because @tethered-heartstrings YOUR TAGS. how dare you be so beautifully poetic on my post.

I feel like collectively as a fandom we don’t talk enough about just how weird the whole Abigail situation is? Like don’t get me wrong, I’m a major murder fam truther and I still sob violently every time I think about what could have been but like… imagine you are practically an adult woman, who has just undergone one of thee most traumatic experiences, at the hands of your father, an insane man, which has more than likely left you with some trust issues toward men in general, but then along comes two more also insane who were not only THERE when the aforementioned life-altering experience occurred, but were both DIRECTLY involved in the death of your parents. And these men, who you’ve known less than a month and quite frankly are pretty freaky and definitely psycho-sexually obsessed with each other, are trying to adopt some sort of warped surrogate-parent role, and fantasise about some suburban dream-life where they take you fishing and teach you harpsichord without even asking you, you who is a practically grown woman. and then suddenly insane man #2 has fostered some kind of dependency with you after he helps you hide a body, therefore involving him in ANOTHER life-altering experience, but oh don’t worry! he’s totally fine and normal and definitely is not like your dad, but then suddenly he is and you are faking your death, and you’re holed away from society except for insane man #2, who you love in a weird strange way, and who will look after you, and you trust him, and you trust him so much that when he beckons you toward him in the middle of a messy pseudo-divorce between him and insane man #1, you walk right into his arms and you know what’s going to happen, really, but you let it happen anyway because maybe you really were just destined to die on your father’s kitchen floor.