#He lives in my drains

[thebluespacecow]

Thing is that House has already been analysed to death and back. And this isn't about fandom- they do this in the show. Anyone. At All. Ever. Has probrably described his reasoning, his actions, his mind, his missery, all of it, perfectly, in some episode.

It'll be Wilson or Cuddy or fuck idk Thirteen, a patient, a patients family- laying it on thick after Anything At All happens and House goes a litle more sick in the head than the usual amount. He'll be mean and mean and mean and worse and worse and worse and at some point literally Anyone will go ''you are doing this to hurt, you're doing this to push people away, so you can hurt/ you are doing this to run away, you are doing this because facing it means even more hurting/ you are doing this because of the pain, because you're scared of it, of suffering more/ you are doing this because you're hurting and you hate it, and you want to get away, and you want to hurt more, and you want to hurt yourself and blah blah blaaah bah'' you get the point. It will be about pain. And it will suit the situation. And Greg will have this be said to his face and he will literally just Fucking Shrug, because, inevitably, someone's still gonna care, if not love him, they'll still look at the mangled way his brain works and be in love with their fascination. And boom. Next season.

He knows every rotten thing about himself because it has been Said To His Face. People are scared to become him. He's scared to become him. People lay this man out flat on a table like he's gone through an autopsy just like he does to them And Yet. He persists. He keeps getting better and he keeps getting worse. And there's still someone loving him

This continues till there's no one to dig a fork and knive into his brain and still look at him like he's not fucked in the head and beyond repair

[naamahdarling]

You know what? You know what I think?

I think that if we lived as we were meant to, in larger intimate ("extended family") groups and with more shared labor and time to do it (UBI NOW) people like me would not feel so useless and burdensome because there would be people around to help and to do what neurodivergent people can't while making valuable space for the neurodivergent to do what they ARE good at.

The way we live right now, all right, the way we live right now forces units of two adults to be able to do EVERYTHING or PAY to have someone come do it for them. I have to do the housework. I have to do it! But I am having to do a million different things and most of them I am not good at. I suck at them.

I wouldn't feel like shit, okay, if I had more than one other person around who was not a child and who could do the things I can't, like do the yard and cook and do repairs and basic maintenance; and someone else to split everything else that I like but is too much for me. It would free me to do what I am good at and enjoy. Cleaning, as in the sink and toilet, the windows, the blinds. Taking out trash. Folding, hanging, and sorting laundry.

But because all the shit I can do often relies on other shit being done first, and I can't do or have trouble doing those things, the shit I can do often can't be done. And even the shit I can do, I can't do ALL of it. So I can't keep up, and things get very bad.

We aren't meant to live like this. We are not meant to live like this.

That thought hurts so much because being able to flee the birth family is integral to survival for so many people. I'm so afraid that living in larger family groups would create more opportunities for, say, queer kids to be isolated, rejected, bullied, and abused. But if we gave people enough money to survive, and stopped considering children the property of their parents with no system in place to help them escape bad situations except a system that is often just as bad, just different.

I'm aware that communes and collectives aren't all that successful and are kind of a joke. I don't mean that. I mean a fundamental shift to multigenerational families where taking in "strays" (which my family did) is also normalized so people escaping abuse into existing households was accepted, with these families centered in maybe a couple of different larger residences so not everyone has to buy and maintain their own fucking washing machine and vacuum cleaner, and so people can benefit from large group meals that yield leftovers, and so child and elder care can also be centralized.

Then disabled people and the neurodivergent and sick and injured people, and pregnant people, and grieving people, would not have to either labor through all those stressors or consign themselves to living off an unlivable pittance or being put under legal guardianship.

I'm not saying anything new. People live like this in other parts of the world and maybe it sucks and I am wrong. But I'm just really mad right now because I can either do laundry or clean the sink but not both, and I really think we could improve society somewhat by making it so I did not have to choose one without sacrificing the other.

[amphibianaday]

Hello I would like to request your favourite little freak(amphibian) for day 1432

day 1432

[lunarkittenn]

I rarely take pictures anymore. It’s like I just don’t want to remember any moment from this part of my life lol

[irondad-defensesquad]

Logically, anyone has bad days.

But they’re not obvious. Or they don’t look as bad as you might think.

Tony absolutely knows how to be in that place.

But he finds himself on the other side, too.

No matter the rain, the snow, the fog, Peter is a ray of sunshine that will always have so many things to say to Tony. Even in his quieter days, he still has a whole starry sky in his eyes.

Tony is so focused on the stars themselves that he doesn’t pay attention to the void between them.

And then some days, the stars aren’t shining much, and the darkness is taking over.

Peter often disguises it. Tony doesn’t want to invade his space, but some part of him feels bad for not doing something, either. He at least tries to reassure Peter that he doesn’t have to be all bubbly and excited, that he can just… be, y’know?

The kid apparently ignores that.

Until the storm is too much.

Literally.

And Tony gets a call in the middle of Peter’s school time.

Thankfully, Tony was already driving in town. It’s raining a lot. And Peter is trembling in the call.

He apologizes so much. Mostly for not handling school today.

“I woke up wrong,” Peter argues.

Tony is not angry, far from it.

So, quite hesitantly, Peter asks him if he can pick him up. Which Tony already planned by tracking down the kid’s GPS (either from the suit or the phone).

The thing is, Peter isn’t even in the suit to warm himself up.

Tony finds him outside of a flower shop. The poor thing is completely drenched. He looks like an abandoned puppy.

Peter sighs in relief when he gets in the warm, fancy car. Then he’s rambling about the car and school like it’s just a normal day, like he hasn’t run away from class crying.

“Peter.”

The boy gulps, expecting to get yelled at.

Tony sighs and… wraps his blazer around Peter.

“You hungry, kid?” He asks.

“Y-Yeah… I didn’t eat lunch, so…”

As the man imagined.

“Thought of getting burgers for you. But we’re going home, okay? We’ll get it in the drive-thru and you eat just until we get upstate.”

“S-Sounds good.”

Peter doesn’t talk as much. He does eat fast. Besides his metabolism, of course, it seems like Peter hasn’t even eaten breakfast. Tony leaves the lecture for another day, the kid is too miserable.

He doesn’t know how to approach it.

“... You wanna talk about it?”

Tony isn’t stupid.

That flower shop was near the cemetery. Nowhere near Peter’s school.

His smile, even the pretend one, fades away.

Right now, not a single star lights Peter’s eyes.

Tony wishes he could give him all the stars, his own even, to give him hope.

That’s not possible.

And he needs to pay attention to the void, too. Embrace it. Because it’s still part of Peter.

“Kid.”

Peter doesn’t look scared this time.

“... I really appreciate you calling me,” Tony smiles. “I’ll always be here to pick you up, okay?”

“Okay.”

Peter’s eyes grow deep the more his mentor gazes at him.

Tony swears he’ll wrap Peter in three blankets, give him all the hot cocoas in the world, let him pick the movie, and above all… Tony will smother him in hugs.

In days when the void prevails, it might be hard to believe someone could love you like that.

But they do. They will.

[funkbun]

if i start thinking about Hector too hard they start beating me over the head with every weapon on earth ever

[artist-izzy]

Me when my silly oc

[corvidexoskeleton]

Honestly i should probably just slowly start moving my stuff from my bedroom into the spare room ive been staying in for over a year now. Like i know damn well theyre not gonna fix the fucking wall, and i just have my desk and computer in the spare room. Not even a dresser or closet space or a shelf. Or any of my hobby supplies

[32lice]

Christoff observations/headcanons

[itspileofgoodthings]

the boys I teach have been so unpleasant to me this week but the boys I used to teach have been really sweet and tbh it helps so much.

[connecting-the-stars]

Missed Opportunities:

While I did love a lot of the aspects of the finale, I walked away feeling a bit empty? Maybe confused is the right word.

I’m still not fully settled with the finally, maybe it’s the whiplash of seeing Omega all grown up, or Crosshair claiming that clone force 99 died with tech after so many episodes of his death never being acknowledged by him, or maybe the shock that CX-2’s identity really turned out be unimportant or needing to take a day and rewatch the episode again. But I do feel like either the pacing is what put me off or there were arcs we were following that end up being incomplete.

I’ve seen a few people bring up the missed opportunity that the writers had to really tear at our hearts with the lack of CX-2’s identity being revealed.

I just feel like it could’ve been a full circle if crosshair had been the one to change his mind and be determined to bring his family back together, to use the hope omega has shown him and given him, that he won’t leave his family. The show demonstrates his PTSD and his hesitancy to return to tantiss, and throughout the season it had Crosshair revealing more and more about the information he had about the tests and operations. We know that he was tortured and went through the painful process of reprograming that had failed on him, but it almost feels like the progression was leading to a bigger reveal, like he had this massive secret that he refused to share under any circumstance. That paired with the absence of any acknowledgment of tech’s death by Crosshair besides yelling that clone force 99 died with tech, when season 1 really pushed with the fault being on the empire, that crosshair’s loyalty to that authority being the reason the team was never the same again. He knows that he made his own bed and had to lie in it, the deep seated isolation looming over him throughout season 2 really hammered in how much of a mistake it was to refuse rejoining his brothers. The team was never complete without their brother, and you feel the weight when Tech pushes for Crosshair’s rescue. “He is our brother. We do not leave our own behind.”

Crosshair’s growth this season has been wonderful to see, and I feel like rampart singling him out to be “just like him” which he corrects just furthers this idea that he’s changed a lot, that his perspective has changed. Having Crosshair going through this journey of guilt and self forgiveness is so important, and I want that to be echoed to others. From “I deserve to be in here” to “none of us belong here.” Repeating omegas words. Wouldn’t it be so impactful to have Crosshair come face to face with his brother who had faith in him all along when he had been turned by the inhibitor chip and for Crosshair to be the one to hold out hope. For Crosshair being placed in Hunter’s position from season 1 being helpless to save his brother from the empire, forced to leave him behind, but this time they are not abandoning anyone, not again. From giving up ever rejoining his family, literally fighting to send a message that they should go into hiding vs. trying his best to bring his family back together. From tech always having faith, hope that his brother would join them once more, going on that horrid mission in the hope that they might gain info to rescue cross vs. it’s crosshair that has faith that tech will come back to them, standing in the face of death in order to bring his brother home. To not give up on each other, even when the empire has done everything to tear them apart.

The idea that tech’s sacrifice could be represented in his fractured mind, would hold weight to his fall. The clone that’s mutation is to have an accelerated brain functions and highly enhanced technology skills is now failing to remember keys details or who he even used to be. He has to rebuild himself, rediscovering who he was and who he wants to become. He’s not doing it alone, his family and Phee provide support every step of the way, helping him reconnect to memories that had been burned away. If cross still loses his hand, then both of them would be in a similar spot where they now have to become more than what they were originally programmed and created to be. Finding a new purpose, creating your own future.

I’m gonna give it a day, try to rewatch the finale without crying this time. The moment where Omega adjusts Tech’s goggles hit me like a plane crash, like damn.

(I really did love the epilogue showing hunter’s continued care and support for Omega, and her being so passionate about helping others. My heart really did want 4 seasons of this show, I just wanted more time with these characters. My heart was so proud of Omega, just like hunter was.)

[mynonclicheblog]

it's probably not healthy how often i imagine portland row years into the future, after the trio's talents have faded, where they no longer hunt ghosts together but they find other ways to pay the bills and never move out because they just love the little home they've made here, and lucy and lockwood are an actual couple and george simply tolerates it because he loves them individually so much and can't imagine life away from either of them, which is good because lucy and lockwood wouldn't have it any other way

i don't know if this is compatible with book canon in the long run, but thinking about it just. soothes my soul. it is everything i want for them

[vxidd]

feeling nostalgic for last autumn when I first got this apartment with my best friend

[beautifully-lumpy]

words cannot even begin to express how much i adore this man

[yaoi-hate-machine]

i have a feeling my mom (who has acted extremely upset + sympathetic about me sweating profusely in my shitty 80+ degree room) is going to tell me that they can’t help me replace my 20+ year old ac unit for $250, even tho they are about to pay Thousands of dollars to replace their central ac bc clearly her needs are more important than mine (when one of my worst and most impactful symptoms is heat intolerance, which makes me dehydrated and even more dizzy and fatigued and i’ve been getting dehydration headaches even tho i’m drinking almost a gallon a day)