#v. Picture Perfect Family ::murder family verse ; Abigail::

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hvbris​:

“Oh, you weren’t lying,” exhaled Salomé, “she really is heavier than she looks.”

Not only was the doe heavy, but Salomé was not particularly strong. Her flesh was soft, and she had never really bothered participating in physical activities that didn’t involve nudity. 

Still, fingers gripped around the beast’s fur, she helped Abigail hoist the animal up in order to carry her to the van. The animal’s pelage was cold, and wet were the blood had tainted her skin. She was burdensome, putting a strain on Salomé’s weak arms, but she bore the pain in silence, accepting the way it hurt her wrist, how her neck was tensed uncomfortably, her shoulders burning under the weight. 

“It’s funny, we always think does are dainty and fragile, but in fact… they’re strong. They’re heavy.”

The thought dragged a sad little burst of laughter out of her lips, but she carried on as stubbornly as she could, holding back the panting and the heavy breathing stuck in her throat. It was much more tiring than she would have thought.

“If you wanted to do some cardio, I could have offered another sort of activity,” grinned Salomé, and this impish little comment was enough proof that she had regained most of her composure. 

For now, at least. She couldn’t help but think about the rest of the day, the things awaiting her. Skinning the doe, honoring her, and all the parts of her. Would she see herself as well, laying naked and cut into pieces, covered in blood and entrails? 

But there was no point in worrying about that now. They still had to drive to the cabin. And Salomé trusted Abigail. She trusted her like she had never trusted anyone before.

Finally, the van was here! Salomé let out a sigh of relief as they placed the doe in the back of the van. 

“I can’t even feel my arms anymore,” she finally allowed herself to whine while they went to sit in the front of the car.

Abigail chuckled at Salomé’s words, sounding slightly breathless in turn. Unlike her girlfriend, she did plenty of physical activity and had carried a dead deer around on her own more than once, but that didn’t mean that this wasn’t a bit of a struggle for her too.

“Did you think I was joking?” She quipped with a small smirk, pale cheeks flushed both by the chilly air and by the effort. “Corpses always feel heavier than live bodies, because there is no tension in their muscles, holding their limbs in place.”

Gritting her teeth slightly, she adjusted her grip on the doe, subtly taking on some more weight, so that Salomé would have an easier time carrying her from her side. Her fingers were slicked with cooling blood, but her grip remained steadier. Experience and strong, trained fingers held her steady. After all, she had been doing this, in one fashion or another, since she had been a little girl.

“Appearances are deceiving, and so are popular opinions,” she claimed then blue eyes leaving the ground ahead of them for a moment, so that she could glance at the other young woman. “And you and I know that better than most.”

The smell of blood clung to her nostrils, reminding her of the day when the hidden darkness of her world had been forcefully dragged into the light of the day. The perception that the world had of her had shifted too quickly, so drastically and brutally, leaving her caught in-between two images. And then she had died, at least in everyone else’s eyes, while instead she was just hidden under a thick web of well-woven lies.

Salomé’s reality, while shinier and more luxurious, wasn’t much different. Under the riches and the gems, darkness fester. Of a different kind, but just as ravenous as the one she herself knew.

Setting the deer down was a relief for Abigail too, and she let herself snicker a little at the little naughty joke she had been thrown. Humour seemed to keep her girlfriend’s spirits steadier, so she would do her part in that too.

“No offense, but judging your state, I think that my kind of cardio works better than yours,” she laughed, reaching out to brush a dark lock off her girlfriend’s sticky forehead. “But not bad for someone who’s carried a dead deer for the very first time. I promise that your arms will come back soon...even if they will hurt a lot tomorrow.”

With a brief wink, she hoisted herself on the back of the track, to secure the deer so that it wouldn’t move too much during the brief ride.

“Get in, I’ll be there in a minute,” he told her companion, hands already busy with the straps.

She made a quick job with them, tugging at them a little once she was done, to check how tight they were, and then hopped off, heading for the driver’s door. The keys were already in the ignition, so she turned them, starting the engine.

“Any sign of life from your arms?” She asked with a small laugh.

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{ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 }

Abigail Hobbs || Main verse / Murder Family, University verse, Wizarding World AU, Serial Killer verse

tagged by @the-immortals-assistant tagging: Steal it and tag me !

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{ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐒? }

Muse: Abigail Hobbs

The brains

People are not so much your forte. You are more at home with thoughts, ideas, hobbies, skills. As such, you probably have to learn how to work well with others -- but once you do, hey, it has its moments. While you are treasured for your ability to solve problems, people also have this unique love of novelty. When you break from your schedule, when you say something no one is expecting -- that’s novel. You are as curious and lovable as the subjects you study. You are family. this place is not the same without your witty comments and wry observations. You definitely feel more comfortable when someone needs a straightforward answer than a shoulder to cry on, but it’s not impossible to give both. Know that your family loves you for more than that, though, and will (usually) remember to respect your boundaries.

tagged by @imprvdente​ (( thank you!! )) tagging: Anyone who wants to steal it !

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🔮 from Abigail about Salomé 😌 @hvbris

A peek in my muses' thoughts || Accepting !

They are out on a small hike, getting some fresh air after Abigail has agreed to accompany Salomé on a shopping spree. The sky is clear and the sun is shining over their heard, beautifully complimenting the other girl’s complexion.

After everything that has happened...I never thought that I’d could find even just a semblance of happiness again. I guess sacrifices are worth something sometimes. She makes me feel so lucky.

...And I should probably tell her that she has a little spider in her hair, but...It’s time for her to learn to face the “dangers” of the woods on her own.

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🔮 for Will about Hannibal for the same reason XD

A peek in my muses' thoughts || Accepting !

Another day into their new life, another endless bunch of puns he has been forced to listen to. Sure, Hannibal’s humour is sharp, smart, refreshing and quite ironic too, once you learn the horrendous truth that it hides. However, even the best laugh gets old after weeks and weeks.

I might have been wrong about thinking that I wouldn’t have found him interesting, but I sure as hell wasn’t wrong about how annoying he can be.

I’m starting to miss Zeller’s shitty remarks.

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Icons Only + "what do you mean it's 'cheating' if I make the fishes jump into the boat?" for Will, from Fish :P @the-immortals-assistant

Icons Only meme || Accepting !

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Icons Only + "Aby did you steal my blue sweater again?" from Fish for Abigail ;) @the-immortals-assistant

Icons Only meme || Accepting !

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📝 Abigail for Hannibal!

Sticky Notes || Accepting !

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📝 For Fish, one from Abigail and one from Will? Or just pick the one that inspires you most ❤️ @the-immortals-assistant

Sticky Notes || Accepting !

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Picture Perfect Family verse

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“I can do other stuff too, you know? But fair enough, considering the sort of family I have these days...”

“But I still feel like I should let you know that I can also cook a man pretty decently too.”

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“Well,”

“I’d lie if I said I was indifferent to a beautiful woman who can kill and gut a man.”