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good summer to catch up on some sweet delicious shoujo ✨

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now you just gave me something to think about late at night and not sleeping

You think Bruce stays awake at night imagining Martha and Thomas being grandparents for the batkids? Like he can clearly see his parents supporting Dick as he competed in gymnastics tournaments and Thomas teaching Jason how to fix cars starting when he was ten. Martha would constantly call Tim for tech support help and he would do it everytime. Thomas would take Cass fishing because she was quiet but shockingly good at it. Duke would come over and decorate the Manor with them because his family used to do it and Martha and Thomas would bake him cookies, not even have Alfred do it. Thomas would love how intelligent Dami is and constantly ruffle his hair. But Bruce realizes it will never happen and so he bottles up his feelings more?

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the year of our lord hannibal 2024 (it is trending once again)

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surgeon!hannibal x therapist!reader

hannibal nbc alternative universe

𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓸𝓷! 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓫𝓪𝓵

precise. academically intellectual. steady hands. artistically talented. cleanly. psychologically manipulative. organised. hygienic & sanitary. curious. somewhat empathetic.

𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓽! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

unstable. coffee addict. bookworm. psychology major. professional. highly analytical. identity crisis. hopeless romantic. extremely empathetic. neurodiverse. sarcastic. introverted.

synopsis

reader is the psychiatrist to surgeon hannibal lecter who is simultaneously working with the fbi. reader is a professional whilst hannibal yearns for a personal connection despite previously being in the psychological field himself, his manipulative behaviour and curiosity only peeking reader’s interest as opposed to deterring her. reader is lonely and hannibal is intrigued by their similarities, surely this can’t end badly?

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Pediatrician damian except he treats every kid with the same amount of respect and attentiveness that he would give an adult.

Pediatrician damian who will tell parents with barely concealed distaste to shut up when they talk over their children during an appointment.

Pediatrician damian who is always watching his patients, searching for if the injury they got from "falling" is actually just that or if the injury has to do with the impatient and anxious parents nearby.

Pediatrician Damian who cares so SO much about every kid and who he learns to be comforting and gentle for because he doesn't want to cause them any more anxiety before their flu shots.

Pediatrician damian who is still a hero at heart and who has kicked ass when his hospital was briefly taken hostage by rogues. Who immediately jumped into a fight because the crying of tiny terrified children echoed in his ears and he was filled with enough righteous anger his 10 year old self would stagger.

Pediatrician damian who does everything in his power to make sure every kid who needs it gets Healthcare.

Pediatrician damian who refers to his patients as his kids.

Pediatrician damian who I'm SOBBING OVER

@puppiesandnightlock I have a lot of feelings bestie 😭

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not me agreeing with this post and went to like it, only to find out i already liked it. are u kidding me😭😂

Me, scrolling through tumblr: "Oh I love this thing that I'm seeing for the first time ever. I need to like and reblog."

But I see this:

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sequel to this post where i gave bruce a bunch of grandbabies…… sometimes the grandkids go missing but their parents don’t even worry anymore. 10 times outta 10, Bruce stole them.

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skyfall x dolce

or, in other words, emotionally-repressed blond serial killers and their curly dark haired sarcastic bitch boyfriends surrounded by paintings with far too many metaphors

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you know, at bedtime or whatever.

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My late night theory for why the Redfield siblings aren't paired up more is because they're too competent.

Like Leon would take out some zombies, wonder where they went and they'd reappear a minute later, Chris having punched everything and Claire having accessed all the intel they needed, her own trail of zombies behind her.

Mission done in an hour flat.

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this is my dream👼

Baby Room [Skip Beat]

After Kyoko’s successful labour, they receive various visits from family and friends.

I’m sorry if I translated something wrong, my English is not very good … ;ww;)<3<3 but it’s made with love

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kyoko just be giving him grey hairs😭

moments that definitely took several years off ren kuon's lifespan

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Does Fuwa Shotaro like Kyoko?

It's hard to say if he likes her, the way we could say is romantic, but with the chapters focusing on them, he does show that he might be having mixed feelings. He wants to control her, as he claims. He wants to be the only thing on her mind. He wants to consume her life. But, does he like her? I can't really say for sure, but I can say that he finds her alluring, in his own way. Yeah, his type is mostly older women with big boobs, or just big boobs in general, but at the same time, he also can't help himself around her. As some people pointed out, he doesn't use his knowledge about Kyoko to help her life, but I also feel like that isn't always the case. He remembers what she likes to eat for breakfast. He knows her interests and remembers the things about her that could be absolutely trivial under normal circumstances. Why remember the name she gave a cosmetic? Honestly, with how little he's supposed to care about her, why remember something trivial like that? They have a complex relationship. He talks about her as his enemy, but who goes over to his enemy's place to check up on her after watching her mother say on national television that she doesn't have a daughter? Who sees her dead eyes and kisses her just to get a reaction out of her and snap her back to reality? To want to find her because he knows (now) that she tends to run away to cry somewhere? If he didn't care about her, why put forth the effort? The Vie Ghoul (Beagle) incident was directly affecting him, so of course he'd have more at stake in it than other areas. But, he also did go out of his way to rescue her, climbing through a window, going through the forest, just to find her. To beat up a stalker to prevent him from speaking about anything he did to her to cover up everything? He didn't have to go that far to protect her. He didn't have to use underhanded methods to protect her. He went out of his way to ask Mimori to find her in school and trap her so he could "kidnap" her to scold her about going to a fancy party and get dolled up by a man. Why would you do that if you didn't care? Even if you did care, why go through that much effort? It's hard to say he likes her, but he does care for her. To say he doesn't would feel like a complete lie. He cares for her, but he's blinded by his ego to treat her as anything other than an enemy in her life. That's the only way he can interact with her. I will say, I am deadly curious what they were talking about when he went to pick up the pickled gourd from the shop. The one where Ren lost his cool, entirely. They were laughing and joking with each other and she was smiling, so it makes me very curious what the deal was.

I hope we can find out about that morning when he left to America, because I can only imagine assume it was trivial on their part, based on the way Kyoko reacted when she felt like she covered her bases, but she did say he had a kind side to him. Even if it was out of anger to make Ren hurt for what he said to her.

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Can i just.... The fact that Ren FINALLY looked Kyoko in the eyes and said "I have feelings for you--is there any possibility that they could be reciprocated?"

And she TELLS THE TRUTH???

AND AGREES SHE DOES HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM?!?!

But what's better than that--to me, at least-- is that they both recognize that this confession doesnt change anything about their relationship. Neither of them are ready to take that next step but whats so intrinsically romantic is that they're finally on the same page and eager to grow together until they're both emotionally mature and stable enough to become more romantic!

They're looking to grow in paralell lines until they're ready to interesect. I love that. Its mature, refreshing, and opens up so many doors for the story and them as characters!

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look at those bright eyes oh my god😭😭

Fated meeting

(I’m sure we’ll meet again)

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Harry is seven when she writes a story about a man who made humans into piñatas, carefully stuffing them full of candy and sewing them together. 

Extremely disturbing, her English teacher writes on it in pretty, swirling letters. Excellent work. 

Harry keeps it under a floorboard in her cupboard, and while she always finds a moment to frown at her poor spelling when she pulls it out, the praise ignites something warm in her each time. 

Excellent work. It's the first time anybody has ever said that to Harry. She's determined that it won't be the last. 

Harry likes to write. English is the only class she allows herself to do well in, because her other scarcely passing grades will balance on the report. She writes fantastical things, horrific things that she does not yet identify as horrific, hopeful things, depressed things. Harry is trapped in a cupboard with a single school spiral and a thousand ideas, and so she creates. 

She fills half the pages, front and back, before she realises she needs to write smaller. She begins to fit two lines on a space meant for one. Still, the notebook is filled inside of a week.

Harry waits until her maths teacher isn’t looking, and filches one from his desk. It lasts a week and a half.

Harry becomes used to stealing. Once, she’d only done it to keep away that awfully nauseous feeling of not having eaten for too long. Harry finds, now, that she is more hungry to write than she is for food.

Her English teacher continues marking her papers in pretty cursive.

The most morbid thing I have ever had the pleasure of reading.

A chilling masterpiece.

Very good work, Harry. Take pride in the considerable improvement your grammar has seen over the past several months.

Harry hoards every word of praise, and lets it repeat in her mind when Aunt Petunia rants about what an awful, stupid, useless thing she is. Perhaps Aunt Petunia is right that she’s awful—good girls don’t steal—but Harry does not think she is stupid. Mrs Powers thinks her writing is useful, even if nothing else she does is. 

So Aunt Petunia derides her, and as she does Harry begins to make a game of overwriting the words as they’re spoken with Mrs Power’s praise. After a while her shoulder’s stop creeping up around her ears when she is told off, though the one time she accidentally smiles, she’s dragged by her hair and thrown into the cupboard for her disrespect. After that, she still plays her game, but is careful not to let anything show on her face.

She watches people closely at school now, trying to work them out instead of trying to avoid all notice. Harry observes their interactions, and sometimes they’re friendly, sometimes unhappy, and sometimes there is conflict, which is a very important writing device. 

Jasmine and Edgar are the most popular kids in her class. Edgar, though, is very unhappy to share a birthday-week with Jasmine, and very unhappy that they both to have parties on the same day, Saturday. 

Edgar has never liked Jasmine. It takes Harry a lot of watching the boy to figure out that it is because his father sneers at people with dark skin, and he mimics his father whenever he can. 

Jasmine’s skin is the same colour as Harry’s except she is pretty, and nice, and everything Harry is not. She is also hurt by Edgar’s behaviour—Harry can not even imagine being hurt by such mild insults—and Harry finds a fascination in how that hurt seems to change her.

When Jasmine starts crying after three days of Edgar being mean to her, her tears are nothing like Dudley’s. Her sobs are genuine and trembling. It hurts something in Harry’s chest to see her so sad, and she understands the way people try to soothe her upset. 

The boys do not like to see a very nice little girl like Jasmine cry, and even some of Edgar’s best friends go to comfort her. Most of the girls do not like that Edgar has been mean to Jasmine when she is always nice to everyone, and they make it known in strange ways. Some yell at him in high-pitched voices, some ignore him completely, and some cross their arms and stare at him with narrow eyes. 

Harry watches Jasmine, and she sees the girl looking around with wide, red-rimmed eyes, realising the way her crying has garnered sympathy. Then, Harry sees the steely kind of look that enters her eyes. For the rest of the day and then week she works to turn their entire class against Edgar, and Harry thinks the attempts are clumsy at times, and obvious, but she roots for Jasmine anyway.

Everybody except Edgar’s very best friend goes to Jasmine’s birthday party, and Edgar comes to school on Monday quiet. He still does not like Jasmine, and looks at her with mean eyes, but he also seems like he’s been defeated.

Harry wonders if she can ever defeat Dudley like that. 

Throughout the entire week of watching, Harry scribbles out all of the different reactions she notices.

She wants to know more. 

She wants to know how people react in all different scenarios: she’s hungry for it, because she wants to write it, because writing is important.

Words are important.

They can make you feel so bad you want to not exist anymore, or they can make you so happy you feel like you can float out of your skin.

One day, Harry talks to Jasmine, just to see what the girl who seems very, very nice will make of a not-nice girl like Harry, with short, messy hair and too-big clothes. She knows she looks poor (she is poor), and Jasmine’s family has money, but they aren't rich. Harry knows the other girls frown at her sometimes, maybe because they can’t braid hair as short as hers, maybe because she’s weird, maybe because she doesn’t claim to be a tomboy like the other girls that wear shorts and tee-shirts and is so still and so quiet and so ominously watchful.

(She learned the word 'ominous' last week—she likes it a lot. She thinks that’s what her entire existence is: ominous.)

Jasmine is polite to Harry, returns her hello, and gives her a sort of weak smile before hurrying back to her friends. She’s not kind, not exactly, and Harry guesses it’s obvious that she’s a freak, and even very nice girls like Jasmine know it’s better to stay away from such unnatural things. She does not try to say hi again. 

She starts writing about people in her classroom, using different names. Jasmine is her favorite to write about, though Harry calls her Lily, which is Harry’s mum’s name. She makes her bold and a bit more careless than Jasmine is in truth, makes her say what she thinks, and do what she likes, and not care about whether other people like her. 

Harry begins to write about herself, too, a character named Alias that doesn’t let feelings play across her face, even though she feels a lot. She tries to make them friends, but they can’t be.

Alias is self-contained and Lily is too powerful in her own boldness.

She sets them against one another in conflict, instead. Writes how she might react to bold, brash declarations, too-big gestures and careless actions that nonetheless show care. She finds herself snickering into her arm to muffle her amusement at how very outraged Lily is by Alias. They are the opposite of each other. 

Harry wonders, sometimes, if she is that to her mum. Perhaps it would be good to be: after all, her mum was silly enough to marry a man who got into a car drunk and killed them both in a crash. 

The next paper she submits to Mrs Powers gets a new kind of a remark. Excellent characterization.

The blankness Harry pulls around herself falters. She grins down at the paper, blatantly proud in the middle of class.

Mrs Powers hums softly and places a hand gently on her shoulder. Harry’s gaze jerks up in alarm, and Mrs Powers offers her a kind smile that has sharpness underneath, and nods her head in what looks like—like approval.

Warmth blasts through Harry like a firework. 

She’s hungry to write more.