House md is such a trip because House and Wilson are standing cock to cock, tip to tip, packer to packer, emotionally and physically. House's employees have a polyamorous codependent relationship while also being at each other's throats constantly. Foreman's so represssed they think he's gay, Chase is so sexually active that he can't possibly be straight, Taub and Kutner scissored, Cameron's probably gay but she has a job to do so she isn't going to think about it too hard, Thirteen is bisexual and went to jail once. Everyone has used drugs recreationally at least once. They break into everyone's home then insult the state of their home and then diagnose the patient based on a "That's so Raven" vision that House has. They shouldn't have been doctors, they would all thrive better as Waffle house employees that leap over the counter to fight customers.
Sassy Lawyer Matt Murdock you are so loved!!!
“i decided when i heard his voice” was actually one of the most insane things will graham has ever said imo and the implications are actually devastating to my mental state. he called hannibal, and the very second he heard his voice he decided that that was enough for him to not go through with his betrayal. just a simple “hello” made up his mind. a simple “hello” told him he didn’t have the heart to hurt him anymore.
How do they keep making later and later stages of late-capitalism
dying to be held tenderly and treated like im the sweetest most precious thing in the world
Straight up I have the social skills of a very afraid frequently kicked dog. Please don’t mind me I don’t know how to social
I say “father the fish has whiskers” he takes the entire fucking infection (whisker lookin shit) out of the fuckin fish’s mouth and then the fish is fine. What the hell
No tags if this found you it’s meant to
He’s so me
Yelena: Bob, what's your biggest fear?
Bob: Public speaking. No, wait, actually, it's those tiny little packets of ketchup that never open right. The ones that just... squirt.
Yelena: ...I thought you were going to say something about, like, not being good enough. Or clowns.
What if you were a METH ADDICT, who came from an ABUSIVE HOUSEHOLD, and then you decided that you wanted to TRY AND BE GOOD (OR/AND FIND NEW DRUGS), so you went to a shady lab in MALAYSIA, and then you kinda DIED, and then you RESUSCITATED with GODLIKE POWERS, and some shady Russian blonde presented you with ADOPTION PAPERS, and saved you from your crushing evil alter ego depression with the POWER OF FRIENDSHIP-
This is the prophecy Mary Shelley foretold
Sorry I can't make it this evening. Yeah, conducting unethical experiments on my boytoy again. Yeah, it'll be all night.
Media starved daredevil fan, Shane and Ryan enthusiast, otherkin, and occasional ff writer! I also sometimes talk abt racism and American culture being weird :3
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