rehiraeth

[rehiraeth]

i am today years old that someone actually referred to clann*ibal as a "alternate universe."

this is why i close down tumblr because ya'll are fucking out of your god damn mind lmfao

#* out of chara . #when will people take a CANON relationship seriously? #never. #not on this fucking website.

[rehiraeth]

c.    starling              …           //           faceclaim :   jessica  chastain .

#* out of chara ‚ edit . #proud of this woman

[rehiraeth]

image 1  and  3 :   the  silence  of  the  lambs ,   chapter  48   (  p. 274  )

image 2 :   venetta  octavia ,   from  "  sekhmet ,  not  pin - up girl ,  "   prelude  to  light .

   𝟎𝟏.   HEADCANON  POST .      topic :   the  feminine  verses  the masculine   (  how  clarice  starling  uses  both  feminine  and  masculine  qualities  in  her  efforts  to  succeed .  )   and  touching  on  sexism  in  the  bureau      …

no  one  can  deny  that  the  perspective  of  a  female  in  novels ,   movies  or  any  sort  of  media   (  even  in  real  life .  )   are  considered  to  be  weak ,  powerless  and  overly  emotional   …  the  overtly  cliche :   DAMSEL  IN  DISTRESS —   it’s  one  trope  that  comes  to  mind .   meanwhile,  what  are  men  perceived  as  in  the  media  ?   powerful ,   strong  and  capable .  THE  TRUE  HERO  IS  A  MAN  AND  NOT  A  WOMAN .  which  of  course  is  completely  bullshit  and  I’ll  tell  you  why .   clarice  starling  is  not  inherently  femenine  or  masculine ,  but  a  nice  mixture  of  the  two .   intermingling  qualities  from  both  genders  and  becoming  a  well  -  rounded  and  realistic  female  character .   clarice  is  not  more  or  less  than  the  other ,   but  her  masculinity  was  taught  to  her .    she  obtained  the  set  of  skills  that  would  be  considered   “  manly  ”   in  the  media .

Keep reading

#reblog //

[rehiraeth]

just a reminder that clarice's valentine sent her to a storage unit that held benjamin raspail's head in a jar , thus putting her on the path to her career success as an fbi agent . what did your valentine do for you for valentine's day ?

#* out of chara . #and if you didn't know #that valentine was hannibal

[rehiraeth]

since i'm back here , i do plan to work on a sub - plot for this blog ( sort of a case for clarice that she is working on . ) but it takes her back to west virgina / appalachia , true crime , the supernatural and appalachian cryptids . <3

#* out of chara . #i'm working on the plot now

[rehiraeth]

PROMPTS   FOR   THE   HEAVY   HEARTED

the burdened:

“  being alive is exhausting.  ”

“  i ruin everything i touch.  ”

“  no one ever helped me when i needed it.  so,  i just.  try to do my best to keep others from feeling that kind of loneliness.  ”

“  i feel like the pain is all i am anymore. ”

“  i wish i remembered anything other than loneliness.  ”

“  i’m not a particularly good person.  but sometimes i wish someone would think i am.  ”

“  i’m just always the one who gets left behind.  ”

“  i never seem to belong anywhere.  or to anyone.  ”  

“  i’m alone.  and it’s my own fault.  but it doesn’t make it hurt any less.  ”

“  i don’t know how to just live.  i constantly feel like i’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.  ”

“  i always expect people to hurt me.  because they usually do. ”

“  i don’t know how to let go of my trauma.  i don’t know what i am without it.   ”

“  it’s better if i’m alone.  i can’t hurt anyone if there’s no one close enough to get hit by the debris of my fuck ups.  ”

“  there are just too many people depending on me.  i can’t rest.  i can’t let them down.  ”

“  i don’t have anything or anyone left anymore.  ”

“  i’m not strong.  or brave.  i survive ‘cause there’s not really any other choice. ”

“  i tried to give up before.  but the universe just didn’t let me.  ”

“  i just want to be done.  i’m tired.  i’m so,  so fucking tired.  ”

“  i know it’s selfish.  but i wish someone would just take care of me.  ”

“  every time i start to feel like things are getting quieter and i can feel safe,  something bad always happens.  ”

“  i tend to love people more than they love me.  and it’s okay.  i don’t mind but…it can be lonely.  ”

“  i just don’t feel like my life makes any difference to anyone.  i’m just here.  ”

the comforter: 

“  hey,  look at me.  i’m listening.  you can tell me anything. ”

“   how can i help you feel less alone?  ”

“  i’m here and i’m not leaving or letting you change the subject.  now talk to me. ”

“  i know you feel like you’re alone and i’m not going to invalidate that.  but i can tell you that i’m here.  and i know there are people who want to care and help if you’ll let them.  ”

“  whatever it is you’re struggling with,  i want to help and it’s not going to make me look at you any different.  ”

“   i like having you around.  and not because of what you can do for me or give to me—  i like you.  i value you as a person.  ”

“   i just need you to know that you’ve never been ‘nobody’ to me.  you’ve never been nothing.  ”

“   you’re important to me.   you hear me?  you’re important.  and that’s never gonna change.   ”

“  i’m not going anywhere until you get some sleep.  ”

“  i want to take care of you.  please,  let me.  ”

“  no one is meant to be all alone.  that’s not how humans are built.  you don’t need to do all this on your own.   ”

“  you don’t deserve the bad things that happen to you.  you never did.  ”

“  i can’t promise you aren’t going to have any more hardship.  but i can promise i’m gonna be right here to get your through it. ”

“  you make a difference in my life.  i’m not just saying that.  it wouldn’t be the same without you here and i don’t want to find out what it’d be like to not have you around. ”

“  next time it gets this bad,  you call me okay?  now you just sit there and i’m gonna make you some tea and soup and we’re gonna talk this out. ”

“   is it getting bad again?  ”

“   you are so much stronger and braver than you think.  ”

#* out of chara ‚ ask prompts . #<3 #getting things started here slowly

[rehiraeth]

#rehiraeth : what does it feel like to be beautiful ? an independent / novel - based clarice starling from thomas harris' the silence of the lambs & hannibal . written by lillith , revamped april 4th ─── anti - hannigram ! minors do not interact .

#* out of chara ‚ self promotion . #hello i made a basic thing #may be on tomorrow since i'll have more free time #since tonight i have to make some cover letters <3 #but love this little bloge of mine pls

[rehiraeth]

i think about jame g*umbs' last words to clarice in the novel ... " what is it like to be so beautiful? " and if you don't think clarice doesn't think about it either , you're so so so wrong .

#* out of chara . #just little thoughts while i make a promo

[rehiraeth]

re*hiraeth : in the blood of the lamb .       a selective and mutual only ,       novel - based clarice starling from thomas harris' the silence of the lambs & hannibal novels .       first and foremost ,  this blog is anti - drama and this blog will be a protected space for myself as well as my followers .  due to the nature of the content of this blog will contain some nsfw / triggering content ,  therefore i will only follow back people who are twenty - one and over  (  this is non - negotiable .  )  basic rules and etiquette applies , please refer to the rules written over at @thefixer for further info .  written and loved dearly by lilith .      under co .  please be aware this blog is anti - hannigram .

exploring  themes  of  female  heroism ,   the  feminine :   compassion  and  empathy ,   good  vs  evil ,   escapism   ( animal  motif’s :   lambs  /  birds  /  horses )        +  others . 

#* out of chara . #est - ny / thirty3 .

[rehiraeth]

   thread :      slashre ,      ...

clarice’s voice is not clear   :       it fumbles through the receiver,  scratchy and loose,    a bird’s wings cut clean from their inky backs until the cry is little more than a warbled half - song       (       and still he listens to her flutter        ).         he drinks in the watered down splash of southern - honey,    masked by her thin lips,    quelled by her rotting tongue        …        she can hide every piece of herself,   but not from him,    not from here.      he taps a finger against the ear piece,   drawing his nail across the harsh metal   :       it creaks and groans beneath the attention        …       a conversation fit for four hungry mouths,    their own and those they have created.         ‘   ah,  clarice,   ’       he says,   just to drink in the taste of her name.        ‘   you’ve clenched your jaw.    i can hear it in your vowels,   how tense you are.   ’        THAT’S HOW WELL I KNOW YOU,  CLARICE   :       down to insatiable bedrock of your body,   down to the clenching of your square jaw,   down to the way your vowels pollute your own tongue        (       it is not an act of intimacy to know this   :       it’s an act of brutality,   cannibalizing facts and myths in equal measure        ).        ‘   and who told you i was offering help?   ’

special agent clarice starling on the trail       …       if it were anyone else,   the thrill would be a faint flicker in the back of his mind,   a hypothetical that would never reach fruition       –        but clarice had every chance in the world of capturing him.     GRETEL FOLLOWS HER BREADCRUMB TRAIL LOYALLY ENOUGH       (         her nose twitches against every scrap of information,    as if she has forgotten that the witch is hungry and will devour whatever decides to enter her realm       ).         ‘   discovery has its benefits,   there’s no doubt about that.    there is something        …       appealing in your devotion to finding me,   as i’m sure you find pleasure in my devotion to hiding.   ’         he is not devout,   he is not holy   :       he hides only well enough.        ‘   you aren’t holding up your end of the bargain.    you’re not being a good detective.   ’

there  it  is   ...     true  to  the  doctor’s  fashion ,     he  critiques ,     teases  and  attempts  to  poke  holes .     perhaps  in  the  dungeon :     (  where  she  was  an  ambitious  trainee  and  he ,     stuck  behind  a  wall  of  glass   —     HIS  VERY  OWN  CAGE  )     she  would  have  felt  that  blow  to  her  ego ,     and  use  it  as  a  lesson .     however  those  days  in  the  belly  of  the  baltimore  state  hospital  for  the  criminally  insane ,     were  gone .     clarice  starling  wasn’t  the  glossy  eyed  trainee  she  once  was .     no ,     NOW  SHE  WAS  SOMETHING  STURDY .     something  that  has  been  beaten  up  enough  to  build  a  layer  of  protection .     “  ‘  we’ll  get  through  this ’ ,     wasn’t  this  your  statement  just  a  moment  ago  ?  ”     she  takes  a  breath  and  a  deep  one  at  that .     eyes  flutter  close ,     scanning  her  body  and  trying  to  locate  the  source  of  her  tension .     it  wasn’t  just  in  her  jaw ,     but  deep  in  her  chest .     STEADY  GIRL ,     EASY   ...     just  like  that  her  jaw  unclenches  and  her  shoulders  relax .     that  feeling  deep  within  her  chest  receded ,     now  all  that’s  left  is  calm .      eyes  open  once  more ,     SHE’S  ON  THE  MOVE  ONCE  MORE .

“  mason  verger ,     ring  a  bell  ?  ”     now  the  empty  space  in  clarice’s  mind  is  filled  with  various  medical  machine’s  filling  the  silence  of  mason’s  bedroom .     THE  DARK  AND  EMPTY ,     THE  FEELING  OF  LOATHING  AND  DREAD .     there  is  no  light  here ,     no  hope .     “  not  sure  what  his  plans  are  for  you  exactly ,     but  i  do  know  that  he  wants  you  dead .     got  a  high  price  out  for  you ,  ”     if  you  haven’t  noticed  already   ...     “  my  devotion  to  finding  you  now  is  because  of  my  desire  to  not  see  you  tortured  and  killed .  ”     DESIRE ,     such  an  intense  use  of  a  word     (  but  all  the  more  true  in  this  situation .  )     damn  her  empathy .     damn  her  compassion  too .     there  is  no  denying  the  horror’s  that  hannibal  perpetrated  in  his  years  past .     there’s  a  reason  people  label  him  as  a  monster ,     AS  OTHER .     no  matter  what  he  did  though ,     he  is  still  human  and  all  human’s  deserve  a  little  bit  of  compassion .     “  believe  me  doctor ,     i  wouldn’t  be  here  otherwise .     i  had  every  intention  on  honoring  our  arrangement ,     but  things  change .     so  i’ll  ask  you  again ,     WHERE  ARE  YOU  ?  ”

#slashre #* in chara ‚ thread ... // slashre . #me: arriving late with this response #fksdlfjs sorry love! i hope this works <3 #peak clarice to completely ignore what hannibal was teasing her for

[rehiraeth]

wow  this  cider  had  like 9%  alcohol  and  i’m  a  bit  tipsy  off  it   ...   anyway  i’m  eating  dinner ,   i’m  gonna  play  some  games  for  a  big ,   take  my  doggo  out  and  thennnnnnn   i’ll  be  back  on  later .

#* out of chara . #<33

[rehiraeth]

would  anyone  be  down  for  smol  rp’ing  on  discord  ?

#* out of chara . #I AM CURIOUS OKAY #very much so since it would be nice and i might be giving it a try :)))

[rehiraeth]

#* out of chara ‚ promotion . #love love LOVE

[rehiraeth]

ever  since  the  buffalo  bill  case ,   clarice  has  become  claustrophobic   (  mostly  due  to  the  swarm  of  media  presence  that  surrounded  her .  )   though  she  would  fade  from  obscurity ,   there  is  the  occasional  circumstance  where  her   “ fame ”  rears  it’s  ugly  head ,   ie :   the  anniversary  of  the  day  she  stopped  bill ,   public  articles   (  including  the  tabloids ,   which  love  nothing  more  than  to  smear  her  name through  the  mud ,  )   and  other  moments .   clarice  will  jump  or  get  anxious  when  she’s  confronted  with  journalists  or  there’s  a  swarm  of  media  presence  surrounding  her  cases  or   …   HER  IN  GENERAL .   she  will  get  agitated  and  will  confront  the  media  and  journalists  with  hostility  on  occasion .

#* out of chara . #reblog // #i wanna shout this from the rooftops

[rehiraeth]

#* image ‚ faceclaim / jessica chastain . #MMMMM THE VIBEZ

[rehiraeth]

JESSICA CHASTAIN 28th Screen Actors Guild Award

#* image ‚ faceclaim / jessica chastain . #peRFECTION

[rehiraeth]

THEFIXER ,   madness  rode  out  of  me  like  wildfire .   burning  all  who  stood  in  my  way  and  destroying  everything  in  my  wake .   i  cried  out  in  agony ,   hoping  someone  would  hear .   but  i’m  just  another  causality .   A  WOMAN  ON  FIRE .   (   written  and  loved  by  jessie ,   21 +   only . )

#* out of chara ‚ self - promotion . #it's gonna be the last time i reblog my oc here #but love me and an actual legend on two leg's