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  • 8 hours ago  22:22    13324 NOTES    via   source    reblog
    friends 

    inn0minate:

    Whispers “murder husbands”

    9 hours ago  21:11    64 NOTES    via   source    reblog
    yesss  hannibal  moarr 
    9 hours ago  21:08    204 NOTES    via   source    reblog

    twerkinghannibal:

    th-great-escapist:

    twerkinghannibal:

    That therapy session was filled with so much sexual tension I’m gunna shit myself

    Before I read the tags I didn’t realise this was about Hannibal and I was thinking “wow you should probably get a new therapist because that is super inappropriate”….

    omG

    10 hours ago  20:56    28 NOTES    via   source    reblog
    omg 
    10 hours ago  20:49    7985 NOTES    via   source    reblog

    mads-next-meal:

    looking at your dick pics like

    image

    10 hours ago  20:18    357 NOTES    via   source    reblog
    lmao 

    licensetocannibalize:

    i want a murder husband =/

    10 hours ago  20:14    39 NOTES    via   source    reblog
    hell yess 

    mikkelsense:

    astrotheology:

    "Have you fantasized about killing me?"

    "Yes."

    "How would you do it?"

    relevant

    10 hours ago  20:12    2643 NOTES    via   source    reblog

    licensetocannibalize:

    ohshutupitsquick:

    licensetocannibalize:

    ohshutupitsquick

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     I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I’ve got muscles you’ve never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne and you’d beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don’t? Because it’s wrong.

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    Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What’s it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that’s the secret. Not the punch you didn’t throw or the kicks you didn’t land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you. Do you want to know how many before you, i’ve enjoyed watching the flicker of life fade from glossy eyes?

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    all bare and tender and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away. 

    10 hours ago  20:07    13 NOTES    via   source    reblog

    licensetocannibalize:

    ohshutupitsquick

    image

     I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I’ve got muscles you’ve never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne and you’d beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don’t? Because it’s wrong.

    11 hours ago  19:45    13 NOTES    via   source    reblog