have a scandalous affair with a military man
due to personal reasons im evil now
❛ —— this LOVELY DAY has flown my way. the time has come TO PART. WE’LL KISS AGAIN, like THIS again, don’t let the teardrops start. with LOVE THAT’S TRUE, i’ll WAIT for you. AUF WIEDERSEHEN, SWEETHEART. ❜ —— first est. in sept 2017 / © .
if i had a cat, i'd simply name it something not racist
rip to hp lovecraft but im different
Dacia Maraini, tr. by Tim Vode, from “Dreams of Clytemnestra,” wr. c. 1994
Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have
““At what point does a man turn into a monster? I don’t believe that it’s when he does horrible things, but when he accepts that he’s able to do them, and that he does them well.””
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get to know me meme: favourite movies [3/5] ── inglourious basterds
My name is Lt. Aldo Raine and I’m putting together a special team, and I need me eight soldiers. Eight Jewish-American soldiers. Now, y'all might’ve heard rumors about the armada happening soon. Well, we’ll be leaving a little earlier. We’re gonna be dropped into France, dressed as civilians. And once we’re in enemy territory, as a bushwhackin’ guerrilla army, we’re gonna be doin’ one thing and one thing only… killin’ Nazis.
✧ NBC’S HANNIBAL PROMPTS !
* A MIXTURE OF NBC’S HANNIBAL PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .
- ‘ This is not a fatal wound. The bullet misses every artery. ‘
- ‘ It just means she can’t do anything about it. This is my design. ‘
- ‘ I imagine what you see and learn touches everything else in your mind. ‘
- ‘ I can’t shut mine off any more than you can shut yours off.. ‘
- ‘ Please, don’t psychoanalyze me. You won’t like me when I’m psychoanalyzed. ‘
- ‘ Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go give a lecture on psychoanalyzing. ‘
- ‘ Therapy doesn’t work on you because you won’t let it. ‘
- ‘ Well, perhaps you need to un-learn some tricks. ‘
- ‘ Last time he sent me to a dark place I brought something back. ‘
- ‘ I suggested one of those clackin’ swingin’ ball things. ‘
- ‘ It’s the inevitability of there being a man so bad that killing him felt good. ‘
- ‘ I’m still not entirely sure that wasn’t my intention, pulling the trigger. ‘
- ‘ Eating her is honoring her. Otherwise, it’s just murder. ‘
- ‘ So killing somebody, even if you have to do it, it feels that bad? ‘
- ‘ You beginning to appreciate my lack of sympathy? ‘
- ‘ I don’t know how I’m gonna feel about eating her after all this. ‘
- ‘ It isn’t very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living. ‘
- ‘ Passion’s good. Gets blood pumping. ‘
- ‘ My parents gave me a gift. A twin. Who wouldn’t want two of me? ‘
- ‘ What kind of victim forgives the killer at the moment of death? ‘
- ‘ I have no taste for animal cruelty. That’s why I employ an ethical butcher. ‘
- ‘ I’m afraid I insist on it, no need for unnecessary suffering. ‘
- ‘ Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors. ‘
- ‘ Well this should be interesting. Please, doctor, proceed. ‘
- ‘ What it grows, and where it’s growing it will likely kill you.. ‘
- ‘ It’s getting harder and harder to make myself look. ‘
- ‘ But I am looking alone, and you know what looking at this does. ‘
- ‘ I know what happens if you don’t look, and so do you. ‘
- ‘ I can make myself look, but the thinking is shutting down. ‘
- ‘ You don’t think I have a right to know what’s happening with my wife? ‘
- ‘ The effect I was hoping to have was her death. Mission accomplished. ‘
- ‘ Certain personalities are attracted to certain professions. ‘
- ‘ Here we are, bunch of psychopaths helping each other out. ‘
- ‘ Words are living things. They have personality, point of view, agenda. ‘
- ‘ Your bad luck that you’re the best, pal. ‘
- ‘ I feel like I’ve dragged you into my world. ‘
- ‘ I want to go on record as saying that this is a very bad idea. ‘
- ‘ It’s natural to see if someone is clever enough to climb over them. ’
- ‘ What reason did you have to kill the others? ‘
- ‘ Insane isn’t really black or white, is it? ‘
- ‘ What do you smell on me? ‘
- ‘ I think that the work you do here has created a sense of stability for you. ‘
- ‘ You married? You’re married. How long you married? That long? ‘
- ‘ I feel like hell. Actually, no, I feel, uh, fluid, like I’m spilling. ‘
- ‘ You were attacked by a patient not too long ago. I read the report. ‘
- ‘ They will believe he did. They will believe he killed others, too. ‘
- ‘ I’m so sorry, ______. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life. ‘
- ‘ I know who I am. I’m not so sure I know who you are anymore. ‘
- ‘ I am not the intelligent psychopath you are looking for. ‘
- ‘ I’m not asking you to believe anything you can’t prove. ‘
- ‘ I’ve always found the idea of death comforting. ‘
- ‘ That would suggest a radically unorthodox form of therapy. ‘
- ‘ I’m always happy to do a favor for a friend, just say the word. ‘
- ‘ How does one politely refuse a dish in circumstances such as these? ‘
- ‘ You never answered my question. How would killing me make you feel? ‘
- ‘ She was compelled to take his life so she could take her own back. ‘
- ‘ Tell me, did your heart race when you murdered her? ‘
- ‘ When the fox hears the rabbit scream, he comes running. But not to help. ‘
- ‘ I let you know me… see me. I gave you a rare gift, but you didn’t want it. ‘
- ‘ Imagine what you must taste like. It won’t be long until someone’s taking a bite out of you. ‘
*an unexpected crunch while eating* huh. must be the cyanide capsule I keep in my tooth in case the Soviets start asking questions.
❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞
the five senses sentence starters . not accepting . @heavenwalked .
what monumental confidence shines from the child’s presence . he had met grown men , drunk and emboldened with authority , who had spoken with far less conviction . the youth of these days lack respect but fortitude is an acceptable trade ! hans can recall the boyish image of himself and the firestorm that brewed within that adolescent as well . it paints a pleased , humble grin across his lips .
❛ your english is quite good , ❜ he inspects , limbs folding to allow himself to squat , now leveled - eye with the girl , ❛ mais je parle français . cependant , je ne suis pas français . je suppose que vous connaissez tout le monde dans cette ville , oui ? ❜
a creased photograph lies within his coat pocket . an austrian - born serial killer , fled to north - eastern france , smiles from the picture in black and white . he has been awarded the privilege of hunting this vile man , whose capture will inflate his ego to massive proportions . . . as though it were not looming enough to begin with . he removes the photograph before unfolding and displaying it for the young girl to study .
❛ as - tu vu cet homme ? ❜
meanwhile , he takes a moment to observe her . neatly combed brown locks curtain round cheeks . oceanic hues stare at the picture , her brow knitted with the deepest concentration . perhaps a career with the french police awaits her in the future ! alas , it is a man’s profession —- he has an inkling that she will not adhere to society’s demands . surely this girl , armed with an otherworldly incandescence in her gaze , will do great things in the world .
when the child answers his inquiry with an assured no , hans nods .
❛ ça va , ❜ he exhales , tucking the photograph into his pocket once more . ❛ tu n'es pas seul . personne d'autre non plus . ❜
hand in his coat , his digits clasp onto a delicately wrapped piece of caramel . it is offered to the child , who accepts it with only mild skepticism .
❛ take this , with my thanks . if you see that man , do not speak to him ; strangers are not always as kind as i am . ❜
❛ you are a kind stranger ? ❜ she asks .
laughter blooms from his chest , aware that the answer to such a question is within the eye of the beholder .
❛ usually , ❜ he chuckles , moving to stand , ❛ i gave you a gift , did i not ? ❜
❛ oui . ❜
index finger gestures to the candy as she removes the golden wrapping .
❛ what is it ? ❜
❛ caramel , ❜ she says , a matter of fact , beginning to drop it into her open mouth .
❛ but is it ? ❜
she stops abruptly . they stare at one another in several seconds of silence . the girl releases the candy and it plummets to the filthy pavement of a friday afternoon . a smirk fits comfortably upon his face .
❛ kindness can be deceptive , but you’re too wise to be tricked by treachery , ❜ he confirms , bending at the waist before outstretching a hand . ❛ ce fut un plaisir de parler avec vous , mademoiselle . . . ? ❜
his hand is taken in hers and squeezed . the pressure is returned , albeit gentler .
❛ shosanna . ❜
❛ shosanna , ❜ he repeats . ❛ un beau nom hébreu . le mien est hans ; il est dérivé de l'hébreu . ❜
❛ hans . . . allemand ? ❜
❛ oui ! ❜ he congratulates her .
metres away , a grown man calls for the girl . her father , surely .
❛ mon père dit que les allemands sont méchants , ❜ shosanna mutters .
the dreadful taste of the great war lingers in the mouth of europeans . he cannot place blame upon the french for harboring suspicion towards germans . and austrians , for that matter —- he is not exempt from such discrimination .
❛ certains d'entre eux sont . pensez - vous que je suis mauvais ? ❜
❛ je ne sais pas . tu es un étranger , ❜ she quips .
clever girl .
even after their farewell , after her father’s apprehensive survey of hans’ uniformed figure has vanished from his memory , he can recall the sparkling blue hues of shosanna . a jewish girl in french cow country , destined for bountiful hardships and tremendous victories . when he is but a civilian once more , resting sleeplessly on a train bound for vienna , he ponders what her fate might be . and his . and if their paths are meant to cross again .
quentin tortellini made this film ten years ago and i've written this dumpster fire for three, thank u and god bless
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone (via thequotejournals)
May I smoke my pipe as well?
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