#but im not mad about it

[anthoneus]

I HAVE THOUGHTS!

I have thoughts about the finale and I would usually have waited to be able to make sense of them but I can’t wait so here you go void.

*SPOILERS ARE MENTIONED*

I’m highly convinced that somewhere along the way we’re going to see a bit of a redemption of Alastor somewhere down the line.

Maybe not for his overall character, but specifically in how he views people. Or the people around him specifically.

I definitely think he’s already starting to change how he views the other residents of the hotel. He implied heavily to Nifty that he could see himself growing fond of them and states that he enjoyed seeing the connections they made with each other. Seeing as how he’s fond of Nifty its not really hard to think that the same could happen with the others.

What really solidified it for me though was him giving his microphone to Charlie twice. He’s seen without it sure, but he’s never been seen giving it to someone and when you remember that its been stated that his microphone is a part of him physically, that its an extension of him? That its always with him, even if we can’t see it? Alastor literally gave a piece of himself to Charlie.

And when you pair all that up with his verse in the radio tower in the finale?

“Great Alastor altruist died for his friends”

Now I can’t hear so I have subtitles on almost always, so this line being in quotations kinda made me think that he was either freaking out about seeming like a kind person who was losing his edge or that this was something he had planned but the look on his face was saying something completely different.

That is the face of a man who is freaking the fuck out because of what his attachment to this hotel, and most likely the people in it, almost cost him. This is him slipping, he is losing control and he can’t figure out how to stop.

As a matter of fact, him slipping throughout that portion of the song tells me that these people are changing him and he’s not exactly happy about it. He’s always shown in control, even when he was facing Lucifer. He never let it show on his face how much the guy was bothering him. I think his want for freedom so he can pull the strings himself is a legitimate want of his but one could argue that it could just be him wanting to be in control of his own autonomy 100%. It’s a theme we see pretty often in media, the ones with no control desperately desire to be the controller.

Individually these all seem like small insignificant details but when you weave it all together it’s not hard for me to imagine that he could be given a redemption arc. Maybe not in the form of him going to heaven, but a redemption arc nonetheless; but I can also see him slipping all the way and becoming an antagonist to the hotel before it happens.

Overall I can’t wait to see what season 2 will bring us. And I will support our chaotic radio man until the end of time!

[fedyavoidart]

Remember how I said i was physically incapable of drawing anything but tristamp fanart?

yeahhhh

sooo, fun fact, I was lying about that. apparently.

also I can't decide which version I prefer. maybe I hate both.

idk.

Astarion is surprisingly hard to draw for some reason.

[agerefandomrambles]

Hi ho hello I’m asking via anon due to my account being very not sfw anyways can I ask for a little chase fic where house yells at him unintentionally and he goes crying to Wilson if not then maybe some hc about littleforeman/ricky being a big brother to little Allie and Bobby thanks 🙏

Title: Meanie

Word count: 1614

Little! Chase

Cg! House + Wilson

Warnings: yelling

Plot: Chase dobs on his dada

Chase is in the lab with Cameron. The two are working on looking for abnormal blood protiens markers in the newest patient.

They've been working for 14 hours straight but they're so close to being done with this case that neither one is willing to call it early.

But, as they work, Chase can feel his mind starting to get fuzzy. The combined no sleep and stress of the case were starting to get to him. He simply rubs his eyes and yawns, choosing not to tell anyone.

He figures that they'll be done soon, and House and Wilson are both busy and he can just go home and be small by himself in a couple of hours. All he has to do is get through this last test.

And he does. They work in comfortable silence for the next hour until they can confirm that there was absolutely no abnormal protein markers in the blood samples.

The two gather up their things and wearily make their way back to Houses office.

Cameron doesn't miss the way he leans slightly on her or the now soggy cuff of his sleeve that he's been chewing for the last hour. "You alright bubs?" She asks gently, not making eye contact.

Chase nods and stifles a yawn. "Just... tired" He mumbles, before going back to chewing his sleeve.

Cameron chuckles but doesn't press the issue. She's not his caregiver and they're nearly back to House anyway. It's not her place to push him.

Before they even open the door, they can hesr muffled yelling inside. They share a look before gingerly enteingr Houses office. House turns around, a frown very evident on his face.

"Please tell me one of the people I hired can actually do their job" He say sharply, glaring at Taub and Kutner as he talks.

All eyes turn to Chse, waiting for him to fill them in. There's a awkward silence as noone says a word.

Eventually, Cameron starts talking when it because evident that Chase isn't going to say anything. "There were no abnormal protein markers in his blood so that rules out cancer and infection"

The office lapses into silence as the 4 fellows wait for Houses reaction. House simply stands scarily still. To anyone else, he would have appeared calm but the 4 fellows knew that an explosion was coming.

Faster then any of them could have seen and definitely too fast for a cripple, House has spun around and is eye to eye with Chase, faces inches apart and his face still eerily calm.

"WHY CANT ANYONE IN THIS GODDAMN OFFICE DO THEIR JOB" He yells, throwing his cane across the room without breaking his stare. Kutner and Taub duck on instinct, the cane narrowly missing Kutner.

Chase almost immediately tears up. He mutters out a pitiful "sorry", before turning on his heels and all but sprinting out the door.

Once he's out of the office, he leans on the wall gathering his bearings. A sob escapes his mouth and he whines as he feels himself sinking deeper into headspace.

It only takes a minute for him to turn around and toddle towards Wilson's office, headspace rapidly crashing. He knocks on the door, desperately hoping that Wilson was in his office and not down at the clinic.

"With a patient House!" Wilson calls out in response to the knock.

As soon as Chase is sure that Wilson is in the office, he opens the door. Wilson stands up to shoo House out but he stumbles as he takes in the site before him.

Chase is stood at the door frame with puffy red eyes, tear tracks down his cheeks (with fresh ones falling). He's chewing on the cuff of his sleeve and clearly has been for sometime with how wet it is. He sniffles as he chokes down a sob. After a moment he mumbles "papa" and breaks down into fresh tears, still not stepping over the threshold of Wilson's door.

"I'll be right back" Wilson says quickly, even though all thoughts of his patient were immediately thrown out the window as soon as one of his kids stepped in.

Wilson quickly leads Chase to one of the exam rooms in hope to escape prying eyes. Wilson follows obediently, holding Wilson's hand and sobbing into his sleeve.

Wilson pulls him into the room and wraps him in a hug, sinking to the floor with him. He's more then content to just hold his kid for a moment. The two stay like that for a while until Chase's sobs slow down enough that he can talk.

Chase just keeps muttering "I'm sorry" over and over again into Wilson's chest.

Wilson pulls back slightly, just enough so that he can get a look at Chase. "Hey hey kiddo. You don't gotta be sorry. What happened?" He asks kindly, rubbing his back.

Chase sniffles, calming down. "D- dada was a meanie and yelled and I didn't do nofing wrong" He cries, clinging onto Wilson.

Wilson frowns but quickly corrects his expression to not scare Chase. "Oh little bug, it's ok. I bet dada didn't mean it but im gonna talk to him and find out what happened."

Chase just cries harder when Wilson mentions leaving. Wilson sighs and pages Foreman. He doesn't like relying on his eldest too much but he needs to go and talk to House and find out what happened and in order to do that, someone has to watch Chase.

"Wilson? You paged?" Foreman asks, sticking his head in.

"Hey Foreman, how are you man?" Wilson asks, gauging if his friend is regressed. Although granted, Foreman rarely regresses small enough that Wilson can tell right away.

"Hey Wilson, I'm alright. What did you need?" Foreman replies easily.

"Well a certain little wombat slipped and I need to go chew out his dada." Wilson says between gritted teeth. As much as he loves House, his kids come first.

"Uh oh. I don't think we wanna be near when your papa explodes do we?" Foreman says to Chase, who giggles happily.

Foreman picks up Chase and settles him onto his hip. Chase coos happily and starts playing with Foreman's hair as he slips into babyspace.

"I've got the kid, I'll take him to the nursery and make him a bottle. You go deal with House" Foreman says before walking off.

Wilson goes to Houses office, talking the stairs two at a time. He's absolutely fuming by the time he gets there and he practically shoves the doors opens. "Well why not?" House is in the middle of asking Kutner, who is looking at House with a guilty expression.

"You. Outside. Now." Wilson glares, pointing at House.

House just nods and throws the file on the table before following Wilson into his separate office.

"Why did I just have a very regressed Chase walk into my office while I was in the middle of a consult, crying about how you yelled at him? Explain yourself!" Wilson rants, pawing back and forth in Houses office as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"Whoa slow down. Chase isn't regressed, he was working on a test for me and I got upset because he didn't do it right" House defends, sitting down in his chair. He does glance over at the rest of the fellows and a guilty expression passes over his face.

The two sit in silence for a moment as House stops and re-evaluates the moment. "How upset was he?" House asks after a minute, his voice low and heavy with regret.

"Very." Wilson says, his eyes filled with accusations.

They soften after a moment at Houses defeated posture. "I cheered him up though and he's in babyspace now being babysat by Foreman." He sighs, sitting down on the otherside of his desk.

The two men lapse into silence again as they consider what happened.

"Alright, enough wallowing. Here's what we're going to do" Wilson says, helping House stand up.

"You're going to let the rest of our kids go home and get some sleep and tell them to come to our place tommorow, we'll hold a regression day to let them relax. Then, you're going to go down to the nursery, find Chase, apologise, and send time with your baby."

House just nods. He goes out into the ddx room and Wilson can see him talking before the 3 fellows start packing up their stuff. He follows House as he limps out of his office and down to the nursery with a determined look on his face.

When they got down to the nursery, Wilson grabs Chase who went quiet when he spotted House.

"Hey baby" Wilson coos, tickling Chase a little to help him loosen up. "Dadas come to say sorry"

Wilson hands Chase to House after he's sat down, then retreats to the corner of the room.

"Hi Wombat." House coos lowly, his eyes filled with adoration for his youngest. "I'm sorry I yelled earlier. I was upset and overwhelmed with the case and I took it out on you and that's not fair. It's important to me and your papa that we don't take out our frustrations on you and I broke that promise. I'm sorry."

Chase just coos. He stares up at House, then reaches up and boops his nose. House just chuckles and hands Chase back to Wilson.

"Let's do some tummy time with dada, how does that sound?" House asks, setting up the water mat and lowering himself down. Wilson sets Chase down with him and once he's sure that the two are set and happy, he goes back upstairs to finish his consult.

[chroniclesofkate]

Catherine in a bee keepers outfit was not on my 2023 bingo card 🐝

[nodominion]

Finally reordered my bookshelf so all my Anne Rice books are together. Ignore the Dune books that are here because they fit.

[wuffgang-ameowdeus-moozart]

waitwaitwait

we've all heard of werewolf Steve.

But. But what about. Werecapybara Steve?!?!?!

I mean:

adopts basically every kid he meets

drives them everywhere

very good swimmer

surprisingly chill considering everything

hates being alone

has been mostly self-reliant since a very young age (tho that's admittedly headcanon)

[lilithpleasant]

[perversionsofjustice]

I had to get a video of these guys... for reasons 👀

[starsarefire824]

Not me actually being in love with Charlie Swan and highly attracted to his daughter.

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 2 (2012)

[daftmooncretin]

spock’s room decor is actually fucking bonkers. The weapons??? the big red velvet curtain??? like ok phantom of the opera go crazy.

for reference jim’s room has some photos and a plant so we can surmise this is uniquely a spock being a dramatic weirdo thing

[xiaq]

So my bike was stolen from our garage last night. My beloved, custom, carbon fiber, most-expensive-thing-I-own-aside-from-my-car bike. I just found it listed on FB marketplace. Shit is about to go down.

[kitskiis]

He keeps doing this I’m gonna cry

[gorekiss]

i usually really fuck with the ateez stylist but why did they choose not to dye mingis eyebrows 😭😭😭 someone get me in contact

[nousanti]

Lately I did wonder if you did it all to make you feel desired, for love to replace your shame.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

the high guards littlest fan

[zzoupz]

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