Do you see that? Looks like a joke image, right? Well, it isn’t.

This happens in Venezuela. It looks like nobody knows how is our crisis, because I’ve talked with a lot of people (Americans, French, Canadian and even Mexican people) who really don’t know what is happening.

I’ll explain the imagen.

In Venezuela, we haven’t medicines, even in the hospitals. This is because a patient with hypoglycemia is being attended in this way, because the hospital don’t have dextrose for the people. This is happening in Caracas, Venezuela’s capital. But not only in Caracas, is confirmed that in Maracaibo too, and who know where too.

Another cases:

“I take prednisone for animals because I can’t found it anywhere and it helps me, isn’t logic, but our health can’t wait”

“Confirmed, I’m medic performing in so many decadency. We even’t have privates places for dextrose for decompensated diabetics and believe me I could write for hours about so many that I’ve lived in the middle of this catastrophic crisis, where personally I’ve take with me a hurted pacient behind of a 350 because we haven’t ambulances, where we haven’t gloves for protect ourselves and a lot of  things like that, this is the reality…. It must be give “ORALLY” because the drink is rich in glucose (Sugar) for these pacients this imagen showes [She means the soda imagen] how is conected to a micromanager where it doesn’t looks very good… But it’s valid by an OROGASTRIC probe. As a heroic way, becase like we know “It’s incorrect”.

I even can give my own testomony. My mom is sick, and she must work everyday, I can’t help her because my leg is broken, and my brother must help his own family. She’s in pain everyday, and the money is too hard to found. If there’s money, but there’s no medicine. And, if there’s medicine, there’s no money, because all the treatments are very expensive, like everything, for our inflation on the 1600%.

Please, help us.

@takashi0 @klubbhead @satoshi01 @satoshi01 @satoshi01 @satoshi01 @satoshi01 

I’m sorry, guys. Can you help me to spread this? :C I need that people know about Venezuela’s situation. I’m sorry for bother you.

I’d be very interested in seeing more information on this. This sounds like something out of a post-apocalyptic nightmare novel.

Sure thing, my friend!

Since 2014, our crisis is worse with the health zone. There’s no too many medicines, and a lot of operations and treatments are delayed for this same reason.

The hospitals don’t have spaces, litters or beds for the patients.

If you go to a farmacy, there’s no medicine.

A lot of hospitals are in a terrible state.

Supplies that were lacking in public hospitals included sterile gloves and gauze, antiseptics, alcohol for medical use, scalpels, needles, catheters, intravenous solutions, nebulizers and surgical sutures. It was even common to lack basic cleaning supplies (such as bleach), which are essential to ensure a sterile environment in hospitals. Unhealthy conditions have led to in-hospital infections that could have been prevented.

And this is only talking about the health zone.

If we talk about the food shortage and the hyper inflation…

We must do LOOOOOONG lines for hours for buy the basic food. Like flour, sugar, rice, pasta, meat, chicken…. 

We only can buy one time at the week, for the last number of our ID. 

If you search in Google “The next Venezuela”, you’ll see we aren’t a country anymore. We are a level in the shitmeter.

Christ, I’m so sorry. If there are any charities or reputable organizations we can donate to, I’d love to share links to them. ;;

Y'all this shortage of necessities shit had been going on in Venezuela for at least a decade. I have never been able to help because I don’t know what charities are allowed in or out of Venezuela and I don’t trust the people who run those charities to tell the truth.

Please - someone IN Venezuela. Give me a name. A valid website. Something. I will do my damnedest to make something happen, even if it’s just a few families getting fed a few days.

(Love how they voted the fucker out and he’s still in power. Just. So awesome. -_-)

This is the first time I see a post on this site about my country and it breakes my heart… Because I want to give you names of charities so you can actually help us but I know people that tried to donate meds and food but our fucking goverment blocked that help. They refuse to accept aid. They are so fucking sick of power that just don’t care about us.

The only way we have to fight this crisis is through social media, we use twitter to find meds and food and we came up with a few apps like Donamed or Akiztá to help us find what we need. 

There are a bunch of twitter accounts dedicated to locate meds, such as: @spvzla, @MedicinasEquiv, @Flapastillita, @compartex1vida, @sanandove, @Donatumed, @AyudaMedicinasV y @DonandoMedicin1

For the people out there that want to help, like I said… it’s hard to tell you how you could do that because there’s no warranty that we’ll get the help. Still, I won’t let them win so I did my research and I found a few websites that I think you guys can trust and can donate to.

http://comparteporunavida.com/ —> With your donation, this people get formula and nutritional suppliments for children in hospitals and homes in need.

http://www.ayudahumanitariavenezuela.org/english.html —> You can go to their online shop to buy medical supplies from a wish list, which are then delivered to those in need.

https://www.soschildrensvillages.org.uk/donate/sponsor-a-child/ —> I think you can choose and sponsor a Venezuelan child.

http://www.chamos.org.uk/about-us/ —> They provide financial support for children to acquire medical, educational or other essential equipment.

http://www.corazonymanosenaccion.com/dona_ahora.htm —> The thing with this site is that the bank accounts they work with are from here, so I don’t know the process when it’s an international donation.

The other sites I could find two gofundme created by people like you and me, I hope they mean well and that the money they receive reaches the people who really need it.

https://www.gofundme.com/FoodtoVenezuela

https://www.gofundme.com/help-venezuela

If anyone knows more valid websites where people can go and make their donation, please feel free to add it.

And of course  SPREAD THE WORD! The more we all know about the crisis, the bigger chance we have of making a difference in the lives of those who are suffering.

I agree john mulaney is probably an immortal akin to beings such as keanu reeves and jeff goldblum but he’s like a new born baby immortal who is looking at the long long expanse of a lifetime he has in front of him and is already tired

jeff golblum is thousands of years old and loving it. john mulaney was born in 1901 and ever since 1924 it’s gone downhill for him

So to be clear, the immortal timeline seems to be:

John Mulaney - early 20th century

Eric Andre - Probably 17th century or so.

Taika Waititi - Elizabethan age, probably hung out with Shakespeare

Keanu Reeves - We think sometime around Alexander the Great, but he seems to have just sprung up fully formed.

Jeff Goldblum - 100% Biblical times, may or may not be King Solomon.

Tommy Wiseau - Indeterminate, may be the first Homo Sapiens.

me doing math in high school:

me doing math now:

About a year ago a very dear friend for several years cut me off without warning in the dead of night with a quick goodbye message after months of me being anxious that he was going to one day decided he hated me and leave, as part of the goodbye he blocked me from all social media and I still miss him horribly and I don’t know what to do

Hey if people could help get this some traction but it’s looking more and more like I’m not going to have anywhere to stay Nov 21-27 2017 if anybody in the Pennsylvania, Maryland, Delaware. or New Jersey area are in the position as to be so kind to open their homes to a potential stranger, if I don’t figure something out soon I will open a gofundme in the hopes of potentially buying some time by maybe cutting the time I have nowhere to go. I currently DO NOT have a car and cannot take one with my to college, but I can get a decent range on the rail line if anybody could help me out rn

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why are old people so obsessed with doing this

me as a castaway spelling with leaves:

tfw u get stranded😱😱😱😞😞😞😞😞😞😩😩😩😩😩😩😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 succs 👎👎👎👎👎👎👎😾😾😾😾😾😡😡😡😡💩💩💩💩💩cause theres no pokestops 😂😂😂😂😂😂👌👌👌👌👌💯💯💯💯💯😜😜😜😜so whoever sees this 👀👀👀👀👀👈👈👈👈👈👈u know what to do😋😋😋😏😏😏😏😏😛😛😛😛😉😉😉😉💅💅💅💅💅💅

Hello I am one of you communists and not from r/the donald #criminalizeconservatism amirite fellow comrades?

hmmm

This is still so funny to me

Pardner

FUCK

Thank you, Sheriff

@gayaceheatherchandler Clarice folded her arms and leaned back into the couch, she had had just about enough of Hannibal that week. First the scene at the dinner party, than the argument in the market, he wouldn’t even let her fall asleep first at night, because he enjoyed her ‘companionship’ or whatever. “You know Dr. Lecter,” she always called him Dr Lecter when she wasn’t happy with him “for such a prestigious elite you sure act like a big baby as soon as things don’t go your way”

Hannibal knew he was toeing a line. He’d never brought up his enjoyment of being babied with Clarice. Still, he had hoped that she wouldn’t notice his behavior. 

“Whatever do you mean?” He questioned, feigning innocence

Clarice huffed, usually he was defensive, sticking to his guns and supporting his actions through and through “You’ve been throwing fits all week! You were nearly in tears when the store was out of your favorite brand of cooking oil, you refuse to even entertain the idea of falling asleep without me, and you’ve been overall irrational, impatient and insensitive! And that’s just off the top of my head!”

Hannibal shrank in on himself a bit. He could feel his submissive side rearing its head, at possibly the worst time. He had been caught, and he just wanted this confrontation to be over and done with.

“I’m sorry, Clarice. I’ve been feeling very stressed lately. I’ll do better. Are we ok now?”

Clarice blinked, hannibal usually put up more of a fight than this, and it would be rude to kick a man when he was down. “Yeah, just….try to act your age from now on. Or I’ll have to start treating you like a baby back,” she teased with a light smirk

Hannibal was relived that the discussion was over. However…Maybe he could test the waters a bit farther, without Clarice knowing…

“Oh really?” He chuckled. “And what would you do?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Clarice tapped her foot, still annoyed with Hannibal and not particularly in the mood for one of his psycho-analysis. “I think it’s safe to say you would’ve earned yourself a spanking for one. Probably just nag your ear off.” she shrugged

Hannibal internally perked up at that. He smiled, trying to seem joking and playful as he responded. 

“Nag my ear off? About my bad behavior, perhaps?”

“I was thinking more along the likes of pushing you around for a day or two, wasn’t that in your case file?” Her eyebrow raised and a light smirk spread across her face “that you detested being told what to do and how to do it?”

“Only by the wrong people. The people who think they’re better than me, without having any real, logical reason to think so. Those are the people that I hate taking charge of me.” Hannibal smirked back. He liked where this conversation was headed. 

It took a moment but Clarice was smart, she could connect the dots “So now you’re telling me that there are some people that you sometimes like taking orders from? Like if I told you no more sweets past bedtime or you’d get a spanking you’d listen?” She teased, not completely on the same page with hannibal quite yet

@gayaceheatherchandler

“Everyone has someone they like taking charge of them. That’s just how people are. They enjoy being taken care of. Of course, I would listen.” Hannibal replied, in a teasing tone. 

Clarice was a little taken a back by the response “I don’t know hannibal I think you’re still too young to need someone seriously taking care of you, I’m sure their are many nursing homes around head who’s bottom dollar would disagree. You’re a big boy, I trust you to look after your needs as I look after mine”

Hannibal sighed. His point had yet again been lost. “I don’t mean like that. I mean…Nurturing. Like a parent or guardian would be. A good one, at that.”

Clarice gently pulled hannibal into her la, so his head was rested against her chest. She kissed his forehead “Feeling better?” She asked, with only a hint of sarcasm as she rubbed little circles over his back

Hannibal closed his eyes and hummed, happily. “Very much so.”

Clarice smiled slightly and rocked him gently back and forth as if to lull him to sleep. Awfully cuddly for a murderer. “I don’t know-” she teased “after your behavior last week um still not entirely certain you l haven’t earned yourself a spanking”

Hannibal cracked one eye open, and smirked at her. “As log as you’re not cruel about it.”

“Never” she gave hannibal a squeeze, like he was a big teddy bear, and kissed his forehead again. “Mama could never hurt such a precious baby boy” she teased, playful grin plastered on her face “Unless you have any better ideas” spanking was fairly standard for small children growing up, she doubted things were too different in Hannibal’s youth.

Hannibal curled into Clarice, loving the affection and babying. “Oh, I’d be good.”

“Well you’ve still been very naughty recently, what would be a good punishment sweetie pie?”

“Whatever you think would be best. You’re the adult after all.”

"Mmm for someone so itty bitty you sure do dress pretty grown up, we wouldn't want someone to have an accident Would we?"

@gayaceheatherchandler Clarice folded her arms and leaned back into the couch, she had had just about enough of Hannibal that week. First the scene at the dinner party, than the argument in the market, he wouldn’t even let her fall asleep first at night, because he enjoyed her ‘companionship’ or whatever. “You know Dr. Lecter,” she always called him Dr Lecter when she wasn’t happy with him “for such a prestigious elite you sure act like a big baby as soon as things don’t go your way”

Hannibal knew he was toeing a line. He’d never brought up his enjoyment of being babied with Clarice. Still, he had hoped that she wouldn’t notice his behavior. 

“Whatever do you mean?” He questioned, feigning innocence

Clarice huffed, usually he was defensive, sticking to his guns and supporting his actions through and through “You’ve been throwing fits all week! You were nearly in tears when the store was out of your favorite brand of cooking oil, you refuse to even entertain the idea of falling asleep without me, and you’ve been overall irrational, impatient and insensitive! And that’s just off the top of my head!”

Hannibal shrank in on himself a bit. He could feel his submissive side rearing its head, at possibly the worst time. He had been caught, and he just wanted this confrontation to be over and done with.

“I’m sorry, Clarice. I’ve been feeling very stressed lately. I’ll do better. Are we ok now?”

Clarice blinked, hannibal usually put up more of a fight than this, and it would be rude to kick a man when he was down. “Yeah, just….try to act your age from now on. Or I’ll have to start treating you like a baby back,” she teased with a light smirk

Hannibal was relived that the discussion was over. However…Maybe he could test the waters a bit farther, without Clarice knowing…

“Oh really?” He chuckled. “And what would you do?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Clarice tapped her foot, still annoyed with Hannibal and not particularly in the mood for one of his psycho-analysis. “I think it’s safe to say you would’ve earned yourself a spanking for one. Probably just nag your ear off.” she shrugged

Hannibal internally perked up at that. He smiled, trying to seem joking and playful as he responded. 

“Nag my ear off? About my bad behavior, perhaps?”

“I was thinking more along the likes of pushing you around for a day or two, wasn’t that in your case file?” Her eyebrow raised and a light smirk spread across her face “that you detested being told what to do and how to do it?”

“Only by the wrong people. The people who think they’re better than me, without having any real, logical reason to think so. Those are the people that I hate taking charge of me.” Hannibal smirked back. He liked where this conversation was headed. 

It took a moment but Clarice was smart, she could connect the dots “So now you’re telling me that there are some people that you sometimes like taking orders from? Like if I told you no more sweets past bedtime or you’d get a spanking you’d listen?” She teased, not completely on the same page with hannibal quite yet

@gayaceheatherchandler

“Everyone has someone they like taking charge of them. That’s just how people are. They enjoy being taken care of. Of course, I would listen.” Hannibal replied, in a teasing tone. 

Clarice was a little taken a back by the response “I don’t know hannibal I think you’re still too young to need someone seriously taking care of you, I’m sure their are many nursing homes around head who’s bottom dollar would disagree. You’re a big boy, I trust you to look after your needs as I look after mine”

Hannibal sighed. His point had yet again been lost. “I don’t mean like that. I mean…Nurturing. Like a parent or guardian would be. A good one, at that.”

Clarice gently pulled hannibal into her la, so his head was rested against her chest. She kissed his forehead “Feeling better?” She asked, with only a hint of sarcasm as she rubbed little circles over his back

Hannibal closed his eyes and hummed, happily. “Very much so.”

Clarice smiled slightly and rocked him gently back and forth as if to lull him to sleep. Awfully cuddly for a murderer. “I don’t know-” she teased “after your behavior last week um still not entirely certain you l haven’t earned yourself a spanking”

Hannibal cracked one eye open, and smirked at her. “As log as you’re not cruel about it.”

“Never” she gave hannibal a squeeze, like he was a big teddy bear, and kissed his forehead again. “Mama could never hurt such a precious baby boy” she teased, playful grin plastered on her face “Unless you have any better ideas” spanking was fairly standard for small children growing up, she doubted things were too different in Hannibal’s youth.

Hannibal curled into Clarice, loving the affection and babying. “Oh, I’d be good.”

"Well you've still been very naughty recently, what would be a good punishment sweetie pie?"

@gayaceheatherchandler Clarice folded her arms and leaned back into the couch, she had had just about enough of Hannibal that week. First the scene at the dinner party, than the argument in the market, he wouldn’t even let her fall asleep first at night, because he enjoyed her ‘companionship’ or whatever. “You know Dr. Lecter,” she always called him Dr Lecter when she wasn’t happy with him “for such a prestigious elite you sure act like a big baby as soon as things don’t go your way”

Hannibal knew he was toeing a line. He’d never brought up his enjoyment of being babied with Clarice. Still, he had hoped that she wouldn’t notice his behavior. 

“Whatever do you mean?” He questioned, feigning innocence

Clarice huffed, usually he was defensive, sticking to his guns and supporting his actions through and through “You’ve been throwing fits all week! You were nearly in tears when the store was out of your favorite brand of cooking oil, you refuse to even entertain the idea of falling asleep without me, and you’ve been overall irrational, impatient and insensitive! And that’s just off the top of my head!”

Hannibal shrank in on himself a bit. He could feel his submissive side rearing its head, at possibly the worst time. He had been caught, and he just wanted this confrontation to be over and done with.

“I’m sorry, Clarice. I’ve been feeling very stressed lately. I’ll do better. Are we ok now?”

Clarice blinked, hannibal usually put up more of a fight than this, and it would be rude to kick a man when he was down. “Yeah, just….try to act your age from now on. Or I’ll have to start treating you like a baby back,” she teased with a light smirk

Hannibal was relived that the discussion was over. However…Maybe he could test the waters a bit farther, without Clarice knowing…

“Oh really?” He chuckled. “And what would you do?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Clarice tapped her foot, still annoyed with Hannibal and not particularly in the mood for one of his psycho-analysis. “I think it’s safe to say you would’ve earned yourself a spanking for one. Probably just nag your ear off.” she shrugged

Hannibal internally perked up at that. He smiled, trying to seem joking and playful as he responded. 

“Nag my ear off? About my bad behavior, perhaps?”

“I was thinking more along the likes of pushing you around for a day or two, wasn’t that in your case file?” Her eyebrow raised and a light smirk spread across her face “that you detested being told what to do and how to do it?”

“Only by the wrong people. The people who think they’re better than me, without having any real, logical reason to think so. Those are the people that I hate taking charge of me.” Hannibal smirked back. He liked where this conversation was headed. 

It took a moment but Clarice was smart, she could connect the dots “So now you’re telling me that there are some people that you sometimes like taking orders from? Like if I told you no more sweets past bedtime or you’d get a spanking you’d listen?” She teased, not completely on the same page with hannibal quite yet

@gayaceheatherchandler

“Everyone has someone they like taking charge of them. That’s just how people are. They enjoy being taken care of. Of course, I would listen.” Hannibal replied, in a teasing tone. 

Clarice was a little taken a back by the response “I don’t know hannibal I think you’re still too young to need someone seriously taking care of you, I’m sure their are many nursing homes around head who’s bottom dollar would disagree. You’re a big boy, I trust you to look after your needs as I look after mine”

Hannibal sighed. His point had yet again been lost. “I don’t mean like that. I mean…Nurturing. Like a parent or guardian would be. A good one, at that.”

Clarice gently pulled hannibal into her la, so his head was rested against her chest. She kissed his forehead “Feeling better?” She asked, with only a hint of sarcasm as she rubbed little circles over his back

Hannibal closed his eyes and hummed, happily. “Very much so.”

Clarice smiled slightly and rocked him gently back and forth as if to lull him to sleep. Awfully cuddly for a murderer. “I don’t know-” she teased “after your behavior last week um still not entirely certain you l haven’t earned yourself a spanking”

Hannibal cracked one eye open, and smirked at her. “As log as you’re not cruel about it.”

"Never" she gave hannibal a squeeze, like he was a big teddy bear, and kissed his forehead again. "Mama could never hurt such a precious baby boy" she teased, playful grin plastered on her face "Unless you have any better ideas" spanking was fairly standard for small children growing up, she doubted things were too different in Hannibal's youth.

@gayaceheatherchandler Clarice folded her arms and leaned back into the couch, she had had just about enough of Hannibal that week. First the scene at the dinner party, than the argument in the market, he wouldn’t even let her fall asleep first at night, because he enjoyed her ‘companionship’ or whatever. “You know Dr. Lecter,” she always called him Dr Lecter when she wasn’t happy with him “for such a prestigious elite you sure act like a big baby as soon as things don’t go your way”

Hannibal knew he was toeing a line. He’d never brought up his enjoyment of being babied with Clarice. Still, he had hoped that she wouldn’t notice his behavior. 

“Whatever do you mean?” He questioned, feigning innocence

Clarice huffed, usually he was defensive, sticking to his guns and supporting his actions through and through “You’ve been throwing fits all week! You were nearly in tears when the store was out of your favorite brand of cooking oil, you refuse to even entertain the idea of falling asleep without me, and you’ve been overall irrational, impatient and insensitive! And that’s just off the top of my head!”

Hannibal shrank in on himself a bit. He could feel his submissive side rearing its head, at possibly the worst time. He had been caught, and he just wanted this confrontation to be over and done with.

“I’m sorry, Clarice. I’ve been feeling very stressed lately. I’ll do better. Are we ok now?”

Clarice blinked, hannibal usually put up more of a fight than this, and it would be rude to kick a man when he was down. “Yeah, just….try to act your age from now on. Or I’ll have to start treating you like a baby back,” she teased with a light smirk

Hannibal was relived that the discussion was over. However…Maybe he could test the waters a bit farther, without Clarice knowing…

“Oh really?” He chuckled. “And what would you do?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Clarice tapped her foot, still annoyed with Hannibal and not particularly in the mood for one of his psycho-analysis. “I think it’s safe to say you would’ve earned yourself a spanking for one. Probably just nag your ear off.” she shrugged

Hannibal internally perked up at that. He smiled, trying to seem joking and playful as he responded. 

“Nag my ear off? About my bad behavior, perhaps?”

“I was thinking more along the likes of pushing you around for a day or two, wasn’t that in your case file?” Her eyebrow raised and a light smirk spread across her face “that you detested being told what to do and how to do it?”

“Only by the wrong people. The people who think they’re better than me, without having any real, logical reason to think so. Those are the people that I hate taking charge of me.” Hannibal smirked back. He liked where this conversation was headed. 

It took a moment but Clarice was smart, she could connect the dots “So now you’re telling me that there are some people that you sometimes like taking orders from? Like if I told you no more sweets past bedtime or you’d get a spanking you’d listen?” She teased, not completely on the same page with hannibal quite yet

@gayaceheatherchandler

“Everyone has someone they like taking charge of them. That’s just how people are. They enjoy being taken care of. Of course, I would listen.” Hannibal replied, in a teasing tone. 

Clarice was a little taken a back by the response “I don’t know hannibal I think you’re still too young to need someone seriously taking care of you, I’m sure their are many nursing homes around head who’s bottom dollar would disagree. You’re a big boy, I trust you to look after your needs as I look after mine”

Hannibal sighed. His point had yet again been lost. “I don’t mean like that. I mean…Nurturing. Like a parent or guardian would be. A good one, at that.”

Clarice gently pulled hannibal into her la, so his head was rested against her chest. She kissed his forehead “Feeling better?” She asked, with only a hint of sarcasm as she rubbed little circles over his back

Hannibal closed his eyes and hummed, happily. “Very much so.”

Clarice smiled slightly and rocked him gently back and forth as if to lull him to sleep. Awfully cuddly for a murderer. "I don't know-" she teased "after your behavior last week um still not entirely certain you l haven't earned yourself a spanking"

@gayaceheatherchandler Clarice folded her arms and leaned back into the couch, she had had just about enough of Hannibal that week. First the scene at the dinner party, than the argument in the market, he wouldn’t even let her fall asleep first at night, because he enjoyed her ‘companionship’ or whatever. “You know Dr. Lecter,” she always called him Dr Lecter when she wasn’t happy with him “for such a prestigious elite you sure act like a big baby as soon as things don’t go your way”

Hannibal knew he was toeing a line. He’d never brought up his enjoyment of being babied with Clarice. Still, he had hoped that she wouldn’t notice his behavior. 

“Whatever do you mean?” He questioned, feigning innocence

Clarice huffed, usually he was defensive, sticking to his guns and supporting his actions through and through “You’ve been throwing fits all week! You were nearly in tears when the store was out of your favorite brand of cooking oil, you refuse to even entertain the idea of falling asleep without me, and you’ve been overall irrational, impatient and insensitive! And that’s just off the top of my head!”

Hannibal shrank in on himself a bit. He could feel his submissive side rearing its head, at possibly the worst time. He had been caught, and he just wanted this confrontation to be over and done with.

“I’m sorry, Clarice. I’ve been feeling very stressed lately. I’ll do better. Are we ok now?”

Clarice blinked, hannibal usually put up more of a fight than this, and it would be rude to kick a man when he was down. “Yeah, just….try to act your age from now on. Or I’ll have to start treating you like a baby back,” she teased with a light smirk

Hannibal was relived that the discussion was over. However…Maybe he could test the waters a bit farther, without Clarice knowing…

“Oh really?” He chuckled. “And what would you do?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Clarice tapped her foot, still annoyed with Hannibal and not particularly in the mood for one of his psycho-analysis. “I think it’s safe to say you would’ve earned yourself a spanking for one. Probably just nag your ear off.” she shrugged

Hannibal internally perked up at that. He smiled, trying to seem joking and playful as he responded. 

“Nag my ear off? About my bad behavior, perhaps?”

“I was thinking more along the likes of pushing you around for a day or two, wasn’t that in your case file?” Her eyebrow raised and a light smirk spread across her face “that you detested being told what to do and how to do it?”

“Only by the wrong people. The people who think they’re better than me, without having any real, logical reason to think so. Those are the people that I hate taking charge of me.” Hannibal smirked back. He liked where this conversation was headed. 

It took a moment but Clarice was smart, she could connect the dots “So now you’re telling me that there are some people that you sometimes like taking orders from? Like if I told you no more sweets past bedtime or you’d get a spanking you’d listen?” She teased, not completely on the same page with hannibal quite yet

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“Everyone has someone they like taking charge of them. That’s just how people are. They enjoy being taken care of. Of course, I would listen.” Hannibal replied, in a teasing tone. 

Clarice was a little taken a back by the response “I don’t know hannibal I think you’re still too young to need someone seriously taking care of you, I’m sure their are many nursing homes around head who’s bottom dollar would disagree. You’re a big boy, I trust you to look after your needs as I look after mine”

Hannibal sighed. His point had yet again been lost. “I don’t mean like that. I mean…Nurturing. Like a parent or guardian would be. A good one, at that.”

Clarice gently pulled hannibal into her la, so his head was rested against her chest. She kissed his forehead "Feeling better?" She asked, with only a hint of sarcasm as she rubbed little circles over his back