my graphic: pushing daisies

Hannibal x Pushing Daisies

There’s a frantic buzzing that fills the room, one that starts from a hum before the noise persists in both frequency and volume. What comes next is darkness, sweetness, then death.

When the Behavioural Science Unit of the FBI finds a human being inhabited by bees, body emptied for a hive to take its place, they go to their specialist, an unorthodox urban honey pioneer by the name of Chuck Charles.

(After all, the pies her pie maker offers them is often incentive enough.)


“I just thought my world would be a better place if you were in it.” 

Pushing Daisies || Pie-lette