#John Reese x Harold Finch

[thaern]

My God, just fuck already

[saudrag]

boys desperately kissing somewhere in naples

[saspas-library-of-craziness]

Headcanon: John knows how to salsa dance, but he learned it from a childhood friend, and he never needed it for CIA use, so Harold is unaware until a number draws them to a fiesta in which dancing is the only way to protect her sufficiently.

Harold becomes increasingly concerned that John will flub this up, because he refused to go to the beginner salsa dance class the night before.

And then at the fiesta, the dance begins and Harold's at the edge of his seat out of nerves, but John makes eye contact through the camera he knows Finch is watching through, winks, and just absolutely lets loose.

I'm talking:

I should prolly write this fic 😅

[onceandfuturemoron]

John Reese and Arthur Pendragon: *pushing Harold and Merlin out of the way first thing upon facing danger (mostly behind themselves, shielding them)

John and Arthur: hurt me all you want but touch him and I'll burn you

Merlin and Harold that are basically criminals and very dangerous when they want to be: my boyfriend will destroy you bitch

[aheroinasuit]

@ununpredictableme asked:

For the emoji drabble prompt, can I ask these for John and Harold?

🤒 Needing to be looked after

🩸 Patching up a wound

For some peculiar reason I can't post the ask.

So, this part was written when D. sent me the prompt along, long time ago, but I really thought I could continue it with amnesia + platonic... well, marriage tbh (due to amnesia & John misinterpreting the case and Harold lying to keep him safe... yeah in my mind the angst and pain continued in the form of a Shekespearean comedy of errors). I may still write it at some point so I can work around the first part of the ask. Sorry for the delay...

"John, don't let this..."

 Harold cannot listen, he can only stand and watch. He watches John holding her in his arms, cradling her head, rocking her body gently on the concrete, white shirt getting red from the blood of them both. He sees the tears, the subdued sobbing. 

There is nothing he can do. His machine cannot help. John's eyes shatter again. After everything, it breaks his heart to see it. He limps towards them, and it is too late for her, it is too late for the strong woman who has graced their lives, mostly John's. John is the better character judge of the two. Harold just can't do that. He makes the wrong choices. He falls down by John's side, helpless, undecided. "John." He raises his hand, a few inches away from his friend. "John." He reaches over and touches. 

Wide, lost eyes turn on him, looking up. John's breathing is hard and Harold searches with his hands if some of the blood is his and not Joss’. He saw the flinch at the first bullet shot while he was standing there lacking the ability to help. John is losing blood and by the look of it, a lot of blood. He groans painfully as he tries to remove his coat and then unbuttons John’s shirt. John still clings to Joss’ unbreathing body making Harold’s attempts at caring for his wounds more difficult. Harold’s eyes itch, his body and heart ache and he can’t think of both of the people in front of him. He can’t care for Joss as he’d liked to, John is still alive and all his thoughts go to him, to his continued ability to breathe.

What if John dies? What if Harold looks away for one single second and John’s heart stops pumping blood? Fear grips his heart, a sudden pain, emotional as strong as the one shattering his body, attacks him and it’s not about his mission.

It’s not about what the future will bring if John isn’t there to support Harold. It’s a soul wrenching ache over the loss of his partner. What will he do without John? It’s strange how Grace’s face comes behind his closed eyes. He can’t understand it and he doesn’t want to. The material of his suit jacket is not the best to treat wounds, but needs must. 

“Joss…” 

Harold makes noises of calmness. “Please, John, don’t move.” And the green eyes close and Harold sits and waits for help to arrive. Time passes, hand pushing against John’s wound, help called and Harold finds his brain occupied. How to remove them from this, he and John should not be here, should not give their statements. He has to make them disappear. Shaw and Fusco come and take them away. Harold cannot deal with more emotions, with Lionel’s despair, with Shaw’s silent outrage and John not opening his eyes. 

Lionel takes over in the crime scene and Sameen takes over John. Harold stands aside and watches her removing the bullet and cleaning, operating on John. He wonders if she’s any good, but he’s not sure. He feels as if he’s under water, ears buzzing, watching, making sure John still breathes, hooked up in machines and medicine. 

“He’ll live,” Sameen says and leaves him alone. It's crowded in his loneliness, John’s breathing, and thoughts, a lot of thoughts keeping him company, dark, bleak thoughts.

He sits and waits for John to wake up. Bear finds his way close to John and puts his head down next to his hand. Waiting as well. He and Bear are waiting for their human to wake up. 

John doesn't and Harold has a funeral to attend. The world is moving beneath his feet and he doesn't have the power to stop it moving. He's losing control of all of it.

And he has to find John again. Any means necessary. Including Root. The fear seizes him again, huge tendrils wrap around him... Root, it is. 

The emotional fallout of these kinds of traumas can be extensive. Grief. Losing his best friend again. Strange how he didn’t think John like that before, not always. He tries not to think of him like that, but thoughts and feelings, rarely are the same, are they? 

He remembers things he should have done differently. Different doesn't mean better. Not for him, not for those he gets to care about. John's trauma is life threatening. John's trauma was always death threatening and Harold, mind sound and somber, chose to overlook it, dismiss the death wish and focus on the man's integrity. He needs to find John alive, as he needs oxygen to keep breathing. 

Responsibility. Survivors' responsibility...  no matter what he does, how much he tries. It just isn't enough. He always loses. 

Will he get John back? His John, not a shadow of the man he knows. Running in the city trying to find him, Harold sees that Lionel cares, and, strangely enough, Shaw cares too. In her own way. She knows John in a way Harold will never do. He looks at her and he likes it. It's not the same as Joss. The thought disturbs him. The comparison disturbs him.

It doesn’t matter. John will need him and Harold will be there for him.

[shanqiuuuu]

Halloween

[thedragonhermit]

First of all, surprise! More Person of Interest! Wow!

Second, my brain would not let go of trying to form a PoI x Fallout AU, and for a while I didn't think I could make it work (ie: how do you get a franchise dependent on stuff like the internet and phone booths to work in one with neither), until I had an actual shower thought about it being specifically a Fallout 4 AU!

Basically it's just Fallout-y versions of the PoI main cast, with Fallout-y versions of their backstories, and following a Fallout-y version of the show's plot, but the plot of Fallout 4 is also happening at the same time with John filling the role of the Sole Survivor (except Harold got him out of Vault 111 instead of Father, and John isn't Shaun's dad lol). Oh and the Institute's surveillance of the Commonwealth is provided by the Machine, and yet Finch has ensured they don't have full access so he can use it the way he wants to: to help improve the lives of the people of the Wasteland!

[tenrose]

I told you to move your arsenal.

I was going to.

When? After the whole place has blown up?

[onceandfuturemoron]

This kills me every time. He didn't make a move until the gun was aimed at his Harold.

PERSON OF INTEREST 2.18 “All In”

[lemonpepperworld]

Person of Interest is my favorite show even this many years after it concluded

And the fans online have made the BEST EDITS

Here is one that I am obsessed with? The way that the scenes are spliced together with the song lyrics and the lines from the show?? Specifically Root on the building ledge almost falling right after a clip of Shaw saying “you know that thing that made you flinch?” Follows up with “I don’t get that”

ITS SO GOOD I CANT EVEN

I am just obsessed with the number of clips they had to splice together to make it so fluid—WHAT MAGIC GOD DID THEY HAVE TO SACRIFICE TO??

[storywriter12]

Just a photo of harold helping his husband get dressed

I loved this scene in the show. I would have loved it if harold would of done his tie for him 🥰

[emiliotheemu]

My bio dad has influenced my taste in movies and shows, added to the fact that I am queer and trans means shipping the mcs of almost every show or movie we watch together.

[nyx-lyris]

yes to all of this 

we are completely suspending our disbelief - and what i love is that the show makes it very easy to do so because it presents the information as fact without ever letting on that it totally doesn’t make sense 

love this show with all my heart 

POI 02x21: Zero Day

Ok so 2 (two) people, @effervescent-mulder and @sameen-shaww , expressed interest in some thoughts on Zero Day. I didn’t take notes while watching and I’m not doing gifs because that takes more effort than I’m willing to put in at this point. But! For you two lovely folks and anyone else interested, here are some things about Zero Day.

The flashbacks! Omg! So much here.

1. The marriage proposal! I know logically that Harold did it away from their phones because he just didn’t want that conversation recorded, but it did cross my mind that maybe Harold thought the Machine would get jealous if it heard him propose to Grace.

2. The Harold & Nathan dynamic! I knew people shipped them but I didn’t get it. Now I get it. Still not my thing but I totally get it.

3. I am now DYING for the rest of Harold’s backstory!! Sedition and mayhem??? Using pseudonyms for so long that it’s not entirely a joke when Nathan asks if he remembers his real name???? Neeed moooaaarrrr.

There is much to be said (and probably it’s already been said, maybe in fic?) about Harold’s decision to call the cops on John rather than having an honest conversation with him about meeting up with Root. Like Harold knowing that John would absolutely not be ok with it and would likely try to stop him because John is terrified of losing Harold again just makes my Rinch sensors go ping! But also, Harold, you could try talking about it before you call a swat team on your boyfriend!

However that decision lead to two wonderful things:

1. The revelation that John put a tracker in Harold’s glasses!!! I had seen this in fic but loved getting to it in the show. Also, you’ve lost “people,” John? No, you lost Harold and it nearly broke you, you smitten mess of a man.

2. Shaw busting John out. We are going to suspend so much disbelief about Shaw not having to go through a metal detector to go see a detained suspect in a police station. And we are going to suspend that disbelief because the guns taped to her back was hot. The whole thing was very hot. Ya got me, tv show.

And speaking of suspension of disbelief: the Machine can only give out coded social security numbers but… can also create fake identities and hire a company full of people to print out its code and type it back in? But also it could do its core function of monitoring and analyzing all people everywhere while being wiped every night? It’s fine! We’re suspending disbelief because the show is good and has earned that. We’re in the computer science equivalent of magical realism and it’s fine.

Also, this is not the first time that Harold has been just hanging out in the park next to Grace’s house, completely out in the open. Like the odds of her seeing him see pretty damn high? This seems a bit at odds with the “she must think I’m dead!” thing.

But these are all thoughts, not criticisms because this was such a good episode. Really reminded me why I love the show.

What did you think about these things or the episode in general? Come say hi and let me know!

[onceandfuturemoron]

After Samaritan goes online and Team Machine have to split up, They go in two groups. Root and Shaw. And Harold and John. When they part, they turn to look at the other for the last time in a probably loooong time, if not forever. And they have a look of utter sadness and heart break on their faces. Because they hate to let the other go.

and only one of them is an established relationship.

[i-used-to-be-a-spy]

[bookwormandsci-fifanatic]

How team Machine met one another. I couldn't find a good picture for Bear or Carter