NO MATTER WHERE I HIDE MY DONUT FRYER NICK ALWAYS FINDS IT AND USES IT
I'M SO SICK OF HIM
HOW?!!?!?
NICK. NICK STOP MAKING DONUTS PLEASE NICK WE NEED TO BREAK INTO THE INSTITUTE AND GET MY SON NICK PLEA
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UPDATE: he finally got his donuts :]
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Something I think about a lot is how Rick Riordan very rarely uses "girlfriend/boyfriend" to refer to Percy and Annabeth within their perspectives. They're so intertwined, even Annabeth says in hoh that the word boyfriend isn't strong enough, because Percy was a part of her. They are a singular soul, too wrapped around each others' fates that regular labels are far too weak for them. But, Rick Riordan uses "boyfriend" a lot in Nico and Wills perspectives, not because they love each other less than percabeth, but to show how much the word means to them. Nico uses it any chance he gets- "his boyfriend," "he actually had a boyfriend," because Nico has never been able to say that before. Their struggle with their queer identities mixed with Nico's catholic guilt and chronic everyone-hates-me disease makes the fact that he has someone to call his actual boyfriend so much more important to his character development.
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Save me Eda from Owlhouse, Save me
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Bruce, slumped in a chair: "Alfred it's so insane, he just doesn't stop. Yesterday he broke his ankle and he's back in those goddamn pixie boots with 'extra supports' like that fucking does anything-"
Alfred, stirring sedatives into the tea he's making Bruce: "Oh my."
Bruce: "-I just don't know what to do. He needs to take a break, holy shit that much anger can't be good for a child, and don't even get me started on the coping mechanisms Alfred, they're unhinged-"
Alfred, looking up with a tight smile: "You don't say. Sugar, Master Bruce?"
Bruce, dragging a hand down his face: "-and let me tell you, I don't know where he gets his energy because he hasn't slept in two days! Two days! I was impressed when he first got here, but now I'm just concerned-"
Alfred, handing the tea to Bruce: "Understandable, sir. Anyone in your position would be."
Bruce, nearly choking on the tea: "Alfred, Alfred, I'm so dumb--the lack of sleep must be getting to me-- just spike his orange juice with sleep meds. Child doses of Nyquil or something. Yeah, that'll do it."
Alfred, watching Bruce drain the cup: "I couldn't agree with you more."
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GUYS (gender neutral)
Where is the fic where House’s erectile dysfunction, caused by his Vicodin use, meets Wilson’s inability to orgasm, caused by his Zoloft??
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Watched that episode where wilson compared house to god and icarus before house bitterly remarks that god doesn't limp then stalks out of his office . Hey what the fuck you guys
I FEEL CRAZY? LIKE I WATCHED IT LAST NIGHT AND HAVE NOT STOPPED THINKING ABOUT IT SINCE
Why does wilson start crying after house leaves . What was "god doesn't limp" supposed to imply . Does it imply that his leg is the only thing that proves he's just as fallible and mortifyingly human as everyone else and house resents himself for it . Does house resent himself for being human
"If we told you that you'd solved a case based on zero medical proof... you'd think you were God. And... I was afraid that your wings would melt." Are u fucking CRAZY
Their entire relationship revolving on how wholly and entirely devoted they are to each other . Then Wilson using religious metaphors to describe house .Wilson confessing that he's "afraid of house's wings melting" . I'm afraid you're going to kill yourself trying to outdo yourself again and again in the hopes of feeling like your life means something
God . House's entire life isjust him screaming for someone to look at him. Idk . Can't stop thinking about how House will die trying to prove that he's useful for something. die trying to maintain the one thing he thinks makes him worthy of being loved And yet wilson loves him above all without house having to do a single thing . Idc (lying)
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