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“ let’s dig deep here… favorite color, favorite ice cream, favorite season? think you can handle it? ’ ” : @bnnerr ────── SHARP OBJECTS MEME

harleen chuckled . it was a soft little sound but it allowed a flash of teeth to break through her reddened lips . this was the guy everyone was freaking out about back at arkham ? this was the guy her patients believed to be the demon haunting the streets of america ? the devil that aided all those criminals pleading for insanity clauses sound more credible ? BUT HE LOOKED SO SOFT . the type of guy harleen could shatter with her heel if she applied just enough pressure . the blonde tilted her head while examining dr. banner from head to toe , unapologetically assessing every inch of him . ❝ aw , bruce . ❞ dr. kopski said , sticking her lower lip out , patronizing the man , just like she had been so many times before . not even allowing him the FORMALITY of being called dr. banner . ❝ is that as deep as anyone’s gone with you ? ❞

she lets that hang in the air before licking her finger and turning the page on the little file she had put together just for him . let that bold little question settle upon his shoulders . let him know that SHE’S RUNNING THE SHOW . oh , she could be so awful to the undeserving ( and now , ladies and gentleman , for our next act , harleen ! stepping over the line once again ! ) . ❝ no wonder you look so tense . ❞ it’s almost rude ; the nonchalance of it all . the way she doesn’t even look him in the eye when she throws that thought out there . like she’s talking to herself . LIKE BRUCE IS NOT EVEN THERE . without warning those big blue eyes are locked on banner once again . harley’s not smiling ... but her eyes are . MOCKING HIM . ─── seeing how far she could stretch his rope before IT SNAPPED . ❝ is it hard ? letting people in ? ❞

#* ANSWERED .#* IC .#* V03 : OH BABY YOU'RE SO VICIOUS !#* BNNERR .#i'm #so sorr y

[ enough ] - “your muse commanding mine to stop talking .” oh? : @bnnerr ────── NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .

harleen had been babbling about banner’s family . about how his parents’ toxic dynamics had eventually affected the man standing before her , how broken and miserable he’d be in the long run , how trusting would always be hard , how HOPELESS IT ALL WAS . all of this while chewing through a bowl of pretzels that hadn’t been offered to her . bruce must have had enough . harleen’s mouth stopped moving mid-sentence , freezing into a bright red “O” shape when hearing a very firm command from the man standing on the other side of the kitchen . a command that told her to CEASE . to stop . her masterful fall , her beautiful and fearless undoing , HER TRUE SELF , finally stripped bare for everyone to see , and this man told her to stop . ❝ ... what ? ❞ it was a small whimper at first . he wanted her to stop talking . harley had heard it clearly , she knew she had . but why ? was her true self too much to witness ? OR DID BRUCE BANNER NOT WANT TO SEE HIMSELF ? his true horrible self ? ─── why did he think he ought to be spared if she wasn’t ? ❝ what did you just say ? ❞ dr. kopski asked , hand slowly moving away from the small bowl of pretzels . she has lost her appetite .

❝ say it again . ❞ the blonde inhaled through her nostrils , surprised at the bitterness in her voice . those big blue bulging eyes blinked rapidly , feeling the burning of tears building up somewhere behind her eyeballs . such a horrible habit it was , crying whenever she got angry . having her fury mistaken for SADNESS . harleen had spent her whole life holding back . but tonight , she wouldn’t . ❝ no , really , please , i want to hear it . ❞ there was a moment of stillness in the house . no sound to fill the space between them . only the quiet buzzing of a working fridge .

one bony hand suddenly reached for the pretzel bowl , red nails sinking into the salt as she threw it at the man , letting the snacks fly across the air . harleen gritted her teeth into a snarl and watched the damn thing miss his head and shatter against the wall . her eyes were moist , but her voice sounded like leather being dragged across burning asphalt .

❝ I’M SORRY , WAS THAT TOO LOUD FOR YOU , BRUCEY ? ❞

#* IC .#* ANSWERED .#* V03 : OH BABY YOU'RE SO VICIOUS !#* BNNERR .#harleen ?? being dramatic ????#never.

♧ slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ━━ @bnnerr

the smack on his left hand cut hellboy mid action , causing his arm to immediately pull away from the microscope sitting on the counter like he had been STRUCK BY LIGHTING . bruce banner’s sudden act of violence had startled red . not everyone dared approaching a creature like him so recklessly . craniums had been cracked through for smaller offenses . heck , just last week hellboy had headbutted his way through a wall to make sure he got taco tuesday’s last taco before manning . everyone knew by now that the paranormal agent had a short temper and that he seemed to enjoy acting on impulses . still , instead of receiving that slap with a clench of his jaw or the rise of his RED RIGHT FIST , the bprd agent just stood there , dumbfounded , staring down at the smaller man as if he were traumatized . hellboy slowly pressed the assaulted hand against his chest , letting the crucifix he wore around his wrist gently brush against his stomach . father had never hit him . he’d just ground him or make sure he knew how DISAPPOINTED he was whenever hellboy messed up . he figured that hurt a whole lot more than a slap on the wrist . but whatever information doctor banner spoke after fell on deaf ears . he was a hellish creature , yes , the right hand of doom , the beast that would bring forth the apocalypse … but most of all , hellboy was a terribly childish man .