you can break my soul, take my life away, beat me, hurt me, kill me. but for the love of god don’t touch him.
(Sentences from Hannibal (2013-2015). Adjust phrasing where needed)
"It's not very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living."
"We have a difference of opinion, therefore I am going to choose the opinion that best serves my agenda."
"You do this a lot? Go places and think about killing?"
"Everybody thinks you did it, you know?"
"This isn't self-defence. You butchered him."
"I can help you, if you ask me to, at great risk to my career and my life."
"You can't anticipate your dreams. Can't block them, can't repress."
"Sometimes, at night, I leave the lights on in my little house and walk across the flat fields. When I look back from the distance, the house is like a boat on the sea. It's really the only time I feel safe."
"Family friction is usually a catalyst for personality development."
"All the attention and responsibilities heaped on first-born children prepares them for success in the future."
"There's something foreign about family, like an ill-fitting suit. I never connected to the concept."
"What am I about to put in my mouth?"
"When you're with me, you don't have to lie about anything."
"You're not your father's daughter. Not anymore."
"As someone who makes such a big deal about common courtesy, I'm a little taken aback!"
"Do you think it's too late for us to have kids?"
"Never apologise for coming to me."
"Somewhere between denying horrible events and calling them out lies the truth of psychological trauma."
"I have no taste for animal cruelty, which is why I employ an ethical butcher."
"Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors. Cruelty is a gift humanity has given itself."
"Your perfume is exquisite. Similar to the aroma on the air just after lightning strikes."
"He really is quite charming, isn't he?"
"How do you profile someone who has an anomaly in their head changing the way they think?"
"So, do you wait until I'm asleep until you come to bed?"
"So, can we have a conversation, or do you want to pretend that everything's alright?"
"You're the head of the unit! Why don't you come up with your own answers if you don't like mine?"
"Do I seem different?"
"You're a little different, but you've always been a little different."
"Did you just smell me?"
"I really must introduce you to a finer aftershave. That smells like something with a ship on the bottle."
"I don't know how much longer I can be all that useful to you."
"I'm not your father. I'm not going to tell you what you ought to do."
"I'm going to sit here until you're ready to talk. You don't have to say a word until you're ready, but I'm not going anywhere until you do."
"You're quite the topic of conversation in psychiatric circles."
"You're going to have to stop correcting me if we're going to get along."
"Do you know what profession psychopaths disproportionately gravitate to?"
"Here we are, a bunch of psychopaths helping each other out."
Lucifer's expression shifts as the figure before him backs away, his typical grin slipping into something more neutral. It wasn't often that a person would want to get away from him, not unless they were a suspect in the Detective's case or he'd shown them his devil face – but this man was neither! Lucifer would've been offended if something about the other hadn't seemed so off. Some sort of energy thrumming in the air, similar to the presence of his siblings yet something completely different.
The devil was intrigued.
" I'm sorry, have we met before? " Lucifer questions, dark gaze regarding the strange being before him. There was no familiarity from the other's features, nothing that told Lucifer he should remember him. But why else would this man seem so eager to get away? Unless –
" Oh - ugh - you're not one of detective douche's friends, are you? You certainly dress like it, " The fallen angel rolls his eyes, gesturing towards the other man's outfit. It was difficult to believe detective Espinoza had friends, being a douche and all, but perhaps this was one of those improv buddies. It wasn't like Dan spoke highly of Lucifer there.
" Look, whatever he's told you about me isn't true. Well, maybe a bit true, but most likely completely out of context. Not the real Lucifer Morningstar at all, I assure you. "
@fracturals asked: ❛ you didn't hear a word of what i just said, did you? ❜ ( from lucifer morningstar (tom ellis not spn) bc this is a crossover i need )
🐝 * ― 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑼𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑷𝑻. 𝑰.
The moment that Gadreel had come to realise just who it was that stood before him, his mind had gone blank. No, this wasn't his Lucifer, his brother who tricked him all those aeons ago in the Garden of Eden, dooming humanity and handing him a one-way ticket into Heaven's dungeon for a lifetime of endless and merciless torture. But he was the closest thing to him since the dawn of time, since he'd last locked eyes with his brother before he'd been locked away and forgotten for his failure.
It wasn't until this other Lucifer spoke again that it seemed to pull the fallen angel from his thoughts, blinking several times as he stared at the unfamiliar features looking back at him. "No." Gadreel wasn't always a being of many words, but right now he was struggling to formulate thoughts, let alone sentences. "Keep your distance." He uttered as he instinctively began to back away from him. He may need help, he may be lost in a universe he didn't know, but trust Lucifer? His Lucifer or not -- - he couldn't do it, he wouldn't allow himself to be fooled again. He just couldn't bear it.