DOCTOR.

"Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given." Ind. Carlisle Cullen mun of age

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Parks and Recreation Meet Twilight: Part 12

[doctxrcullen]

“Your twins are adorable, miss Wayne. They behaved so well during the examination.” He removed the stethoscope and placed it around his neck. “Everything is fine, except for a couple of light scratches. Happens all the time when children run around and play.”

@liftingthecat

[doctxrcullen]

“I’m over four hundred years old, and I’ve still never encountered this species before. Maybe we can still save this specimen...? Some of our equipment has to be compatible.”

@mccoyiish

[doctxrcullen]

What interesting eyes you have.

“Thank you. I suspected you’d notice them, with your eyes being so outstanding too. I’ve hardly ever seen such vibrant green eyes before.”

@liftingthecat

[notsodelicious-deactivated20200]

So eager for eternal damnation.

[finnhndson]

“The Age of Adaline” Meme

“I’ve been running for so long, and I don’t know how to stop.”

“Tell me something I can hold on to forever and never let go.”

“Don’t you miss having someone to love?”

“First time I saw you, I knew I had to meet you. I didn’t know when or how but I knew I wanted to.”

“All these years, you’ve lived but you’ve never had a life.“

“Will you ever come back?”

“What if something happens to you?” 

“What if it’s too late?”

“This is quite the view.”

“How did you get my address?”

“This isn’t going to work.”

“I’m moving.”

“I’m just tired of running, of lying to good people.”

“You don’t have to be alone forever.”

“If I had your looks and your energy, I’d fall in love tomorrow.”

“If you aren’t going to do it for yourself, do it for me. Please?”

“I’m just here to say I’m sorry.”

“The future has its own charm. We could talk about ours?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just, you look exactly like this old friend of mine.”

“You know, you still haven’t told me your name.”

“You should see your face when you talk about him/her.”

“I hate feeling like second choice.”

“Smell something? Like your winning streak going up in smoke?”

“I can’t imagine my life without you.”

“I’m falling in love with you, and I can’t help it.”

“I wanted to tell you so badly, but I couldn’t.”

“He/She’s gone. He/She’s not coming back.”

[medea-azyungele]

when you’re in your twenties and start to realise how young the protagonists of the novels you read are: 

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[midnightsvns]

Let her be everything, because she is everything. (i n s p.)

[cmpassionatesoul]

insp.

[doctxrcullen]

Carlisle voice: my children look so happy

[cmpassionatesoul]

for paternalpadfoot

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         Nightwing had fought some POWERFUL and SCARY things in his years, many of them METAHUMANS, but he’d never fought anything like … well, like THIS. If he’d known what he was getting himself into when he’d gotten the case details from the Commissioner, he would have recruited a bit of help before deciding to chase after them.

         They could have killed him ; he’s not sure why they DIDN’T, considering, except that he might be a bit too high-profile for their tastes. They seemed to have at least been TRYING to cover their tracks, albeit not as well as they could have. They mostly likely didn’t want to deal with the repercussions of pissing off the BAT, or at least, pissing him off anymore than they would just by nature of killing people in his city.

         Unfortunately for Dick, ALIVE was about the best he could say about himself right then. At least one of his shins felt like it was probably SHATTERED, and he couldn’t really move his LEFT ARM, either. He felt like he’d just gotten pounded with a wrecking ball. He was in no condition to swing, and to top it all off, his comms were down, thanks to the BEATING he’d just received. But hey, he was pretty sure all his bleeding was INTERNAL this time ──── that was where the blood was supposed to be, right?

         He tried to pull himself upright against the alley wall, and managed to make it about TWO STEPS before he found himself face down on the concrete again. He sighed and pushed himself over onto his back, staring up at the black Gotham sky. ❛ Well, this sucks, ❜ he announced, to no one in particular.

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[doctxrcullen]

The air was still thick with their smell when Carlisle arrived, following the trails of the predators and the trail of their prey, the smell of the human very familiar. It was Nightwing, but Nightwing was Richard Grayson. Which made sense, when Carlisle had treated Dick’s injured head, he had noted his athletic build and his musles were more developed, suggesting he was working out. Turned out working out meant putting on a spandex suit and hopping over rooves. Nightwing was bleeding too, it was a wonder they hadn’t torn him apart. Carlisle assumed they fled as far away as possible and sunk their teeth into the first prey they could get instead to get that tempting scent out of their noses.

Who they were, Carlisle didn’t know. They were strong and old enough to at least turn their hunting trips into a serial killer headline in the newspaper, but they lacked the finesse to avoid the most influental guardians of the citiy. Hunting vampires usually avoided vigilantes, knowing some of them were capable of turning into a threat.

The existance of vampires was still glossed over though, there were too many inhumans, mutants and metahumans for people to notice the monsters walking amongst them, those who fed off humans and had nothing in mind like world domination or power - they just wanted to feed. It worried him, that a small group of them was now deeming Gotham suitable hunting territory. It was already unusual that they travelled together, with vampires usually preferring to hunt alone.

He stepped over to Dick and assessed the damage. They injured him quite a bit, had played with him and then hadn’t dared to actually eat him. Carlisle crouched next to the injured man and sighed, not pleased by what they had done to him but glad that Dick was still alive. “Let’s get you away from the street, Nightwing.” It was unavoidable that Carlisle was hurting him a little, but he had to lift him and carry him away, so he was as careful as possible. “Did they bite you?” It didn’t seem so, Dick didn’t strike him as poisoned, just injured.

“My colleague and trusted friend, Doctor Welden has his clinic right around the corner. I have the key and can tend to you there. First an x-ray and then we’ll stitch you up, but I’m more concerned about your broken leg and your fractured ribs.” From his breathing alone, Carlisle could estimate the damage to his ribcage. “Two might be broken.”

[mamachonnes]

[dear-twatson-blog]

wat

[doctxrcullen]

// i love how carlisle treats people he’s so tender I just

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I’m sure all this sounds a little bizarre, coming from a vampire. But I’m hoping that there is still a point to this life, even for us. It’s a long shot, I’ll admit. By all accounts, we’re damned regardless. But I hope, maybe foolishly, that we’ll get some measure of credit for trying.