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This took... so long to rewrite, but this is an old one-shot that I wanted to see the light of day. Enjoy!
“Flash Frozen”
N was pacing a hole within the corpse spire, and had been the better part of the day, mumbling to himself, wringing his hands together and flicking his tail as if he was irritated.
It was driving V up the fucking wall.
“N! If you don't stop pacing I will cut your legs off!” She finally broke after he started whimpering like some stray puppy who'd lost it's master. And she'd had her limit of N being pathetic today.
“S-sorry V, it's just… this is the second day in a row that Uzi's not stopped by, I'm getting worried.” He explained, holding himself as he eagerly looked out of the corpse spire while she hung from the ceiling, looking down at him while crossing her arms.
“It's only been two days. She's probably busy, don't be so clingy.” V grumbled, trying to tuck herself into her wings further so she didn't have to hear his incessant pacing. She wanted to sleep! It was too early in the night! The sun hadn't even fully gone down yet!
“But she's always here at least every other day, and if she's not, she at least tells me beforehand… what if something happened?” He asked, throwing his hands out, clearly voicing his pent up thoughts, his tail swayed nervously.
“Maybe she finally decided to leave us alone. Got too scared and scampered back underground where she belongs.” V smirked, relishing in the thought of the stupid purple toaster cowering from them somewhere.
“Uzi's not scared of us. She has no reason to! I really think something happened.” He ignored her tone, taking it as a normal suggestion instead of the mocking one is actually was, she huffed.
“I don't care! Just stop talking and pacing, so I can get some sleep!” She turned away from him, curling up tight into her own wings to block him out and discourage him from talking to her anymore. He sighed, looking down at his hands in his worry.
It really wasn't like Uzi to not show and not give a reason for it. But he didn't want to be weird and show up in her room unannounced if she really was just busy…
He just… couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong, and that feeling only got stronger every passing minute.
He tapped his foot, unable to keep still as his thoughts ran away from him, what if she was hurt somehow? Or trapped somewhere? What if she needed him and he was just sitting here, on his thumbs?
He made up his mind, slinking up through the spire and using the long shadows cast by the broken cityscape to make his way to the bunker doors without getting burned by the sun, he was just going to check on her, if she was there, he'd just leave.
Neglecting to use the door and instead ripping open a newly installed vent and crawling inside, he used his target lock system to remember where her room was… he'd only been in it once, breifly, right after prom.
It took a bit, slowly making his way through the ventilation system bit by bit, but when he heard a familiar masculine voice speak, he knew he was in the right place.
“Calm down Khan… it's not unusual for Uzi to be gone for a couple days… she's probably at that murder drones place…” N heard Khan mutter under his breath, backing up slightly, so he could peer through the grate right above the elder worker drone, he noticed Khan was pacing, much like he had been doing.
“She's not.” N replied, leaping down from the vent and scaring Khan out of his shell as he lept back from the fallen grate and the tall, perturbed looking disassembly drone in front of him.
“U-Uh, y-you? What are you-?”
“Uzi's not at the spire, but… she's not here either, is she?” N cut him off, worry only growing as he realized that if she wasn't here, she likely wasn't in the bunker at all.
“When did you last see her?” He asked, stepping one step closer to Khan who took several steps back as he trembled in fear, stumbling over his words.
“Uh, w-when she came home from school yesterday. I f-figured she was with you!”
“Your daughter doesn't come home and you don't think to at least stop by and check?” N felt extremely upset by this, perhaps a bit more then he should, because he took another step forward, his voice raising slightly.
“She's done it before!” Khan defended, but by then he was speaking to a brick wall, N had already jumped back through the vent to make his way back outside, far far more quickly then he'd come in.
Oh Uzi… where are you?
…
Uzi shivered as she sat in a fetal position on the bottom level of some random parking garage, half buried within the snow and ice. Her limbs had already shut down to conserve heat and power, leaving her trapped against the wall as warnings invaded her visor. Her vision would be next, if her calculations were correct.
[Warning: Core Temperature Falling]
[Extreme Cold Detected: Seek Shelter]
A shaky breath that released a cloud of fog left her mouth, ice already building up on her extremities, another shiver wracked through her, there was very little she could do now… but wait.
…
By the time He erupted out of the vent, night had begun in proper, pale light filling the night, the temperature dropping even further then it had been during the day making it safe for him to investigate around the bunker and spire.
If anything had happened to Uzi, it would have been between the bunker doors and the spire, that was the only place where she was exposed enough to be hurt or caught off guard.
So he started on foot, dropping in front of the bunker and starting towards the spire, to see if he could spot tracks, or oil, or just find her passed out in a burned out car along the road.
At first there was nothing, the light dusting of snow doing it's job of erasing any tracks from time, there was no heat trail either, either she hadn't used her normal path for a least a day, or she was freezing cold when she did…
But… he did eventually find half buried boot tracks, about halfway between the bunker and the spire that went off towards his and V's home. They had to be Uzi's, she was the only drone brave enough to head towards the thing instead of away from it.
He followed them, worry and relief mixing into a jittery emotional cocktail now that he'd found some sign of her, his core had begun to beat out of his chest, what had happened? The tracks continued until he was able to see the spire in the distance, meaning she'd been within eyeshot of it when..they stopped suddenly.
It didn't make sense, it was like Uzi suddenly vanished into thin air. And if she'd been this close, He or V would have definitely seen her coming.
Unless… V did see her coming. And perhaps Uzi hadn't disappeared, but instead been lifted up out of the snow and carried somewhere.
Dread filled every microprocessor in his system as he thought back to all the threats V had made since they'd met the spunky purple worker drone. He'd always assumed those threats were mostly empty. Things said to rile Uzi up, or just to scare her.
V… wouldn't actually make good on those threats… would she?
Anger replaced dread, and he released his wings to fly off towards the spire as fast as his anti-grav could carry him, purple eyelights permeating within his mind.
V was awake, sitting in the landing pod with her arms crossed, a worker arm in her mouth as she chewed on it, it wasn't fresh, but it would do. She was facing away from the door, legs propped up on the console, relaxed, for the most part.
Until something opened the pod door, letting the sound of the wind break through the hum of the florescent light inside the pod, and she rolled her eyes, and spoke through the worker arm still in her mouth.
“Ugh, do you ever-”
“Did you kill Uzi?” N's voice was strained, his breath slightly ragged, but she didn't turn to face him. Still under the impression he was just worried.
“Oh, I wish! I would've bragged about it… if… I…”
She slowly turned around, fave to face with N standing in the doorway, a clawed hand gripping onto the frame hard enough to make deep groves, the other transformed into a sword, hanging down at his side, one of his eyes was an ‘X’ and the other glaring at her so intensely it almost made her core flutter. His mouth turned into a fierce, angry frown, baring his fangs.
“No.” She said abruptly, standing up at attention. She wasn't scared of him, bit she'd never seen him display anger or aggression in such an obvious way. “No, I didn't, what happened?”
He looked at her for a few moments, as if he was deciding of she was lying or not. (A few moments that were filled with a tension she wasn't sure what to do with) before his sword became a hand again and he released to doorframe of his claws as that too returned to normal.
“She's missing, she hasn't been in the bunker for two days. I found tracks that just… stop- I don't know what happened.” His voice broke, anger breaking down into a broken sob, that he tried to cover up with his mouth. V's eyelights went hollow, not sure how to react at all to an emotionally unstable N.
“Let's find her then.” She stepped forward, surprising even herself, N looked up at her confused and lost and such a far away look in hid eyes she felt a twinge of sympathy in her core. Which was probably why she offered at all.
“You don't even like her.”
“Yeah, but you do. And I am not dealing with you being all sad and shit. Let's go.” N shook his head, trying to stave off the emotional breakdown for a bit longer as he gave her a thankful smile, which she ignored apart from the smallest of golden blushes.
“Where do the tracks stop?”
…
Uzi had just lost vison in her visor, her eyelights blinking off as she was locked into the cold metal that was her slowly freezing body, her core dim with it's temperature much lower then it should ever be. This was her own fault, an accident, if not a stupid one.
She'd been heading to the spire as usual, she'd had a particularly rough day at school, with Lizzy and Rebecca teaming up to give her shit, she guessed she needed a new bestie after Doll went nuclear on the prom guests. But now it meant she had two horrible valley girl impressions hurling insults at her instead of just one, at least Doll was a silent antagonist.
So… her mind was a bit elsewhere. She'd been spitting fire at them to herself, walking her usual path up to the spire after a fresh blanket of snow had just fallen, when the ground gave out underneath her, and she was sucked into an icy hole, the snow covering the opening.
It was freezing! And the sides were too high and too slick to just climb out of, so she just started digging, using her hands to carve out a tunnel so she could get out. It had just… taken longer then she'd ever thought to dig herself out, and by the time she finally breached the surface, her core temperature had fallen under safe levels.
And so she crawled over to the closest structure and tried her best to warm up… until her limbs locked up, ice getting in-between her joints and she'd gotten trapped here, locked against the wall of a stupid parking garage.
Drones were built for extreme temperatures, but even they weren't immune to long exposure to it.
With the night growing ever colder, the chances that anyone would find her before her core hit critical and shut off was slim, her father wouldn't even notice anything was amiss until she didn't come home after a week, and nobody else would even care.
Except for N… he was probably worried about her, he would probably be the first to notice and come looking, she just had to hope she still gave off enough of a heat signature for him to find, otherwise by the time he found her, she'd be nothing but another frozen corpse.
She hoped he wouldn't be too broken up over it…
…
They had looked everywhere. Under cars, in buildings, up on roofs, even digging through snow, but they had found no sign of her, there was no heat signature anywhere nearby, N had resorted to flying around, shouting her name from the top of his lungs until his voice was horse. Still nothing.
They grouped up back where Uzi's tracks suddenly disappeared, snow had begun to fall again, quickly erasing the last trace of her they had, a lump had formed in N's throat, was she gone? had she gotten injured and bled out somewhere? cold and alone, without anyone there? without anyone noticing?
She was his freind, his best freind. The person he shared everything with and would trust with his life. To think that she had died without anyone giving it a second thought made his core feel like it was about to be ripped in half.
She'd made him… so happy, to feel more like himself then he ever had in his entire life. Thinking about those memories, those warm happy memories that were held so close to his core, was the only thing keeping him from breaking into a thousand tiny peices. They had to find her, they had to.
There was so much he wanted to say
…
Uzi began to feel her systems shutting down, one by one, her hearing cut out, leaving only the sound of her own thoughts to accompany her, then her sense of touch. Her conscious retreating inwards to the last warm places it could find. Memories of childhood, when her mother was still alive and when her father actually cared, small moments, big moments.
N
It was those memories, hanging out, fighting, small hugs and laughter, that felt the warmest against her quickly chilling core, his beaming smile and his golden eyes providing the same warmth in her processors that they did in reality. She held onto them, playing them over and over as a last ditch effort to hold out just a little bit longer.
Their dance at prom, short lived, but even so it had made her feel so special. Like she mattered to at least one person in her life. Even now, in the absence of it, N made her feel warm.
There was no way anyone would find her in time, when N did find her, and he would, she was sure of it, he wouldn't rest until he did. There would be nothing but a dead core and a robotic shell. He'd probably cry, he'd probably drive V crazy with how much he'd grieve. But he would move on, she hoped, for his own sake. He deserved that, to be happy.
If she could cry, she would be.
…
“We've looked everywhere! She's not here N!” V yelled, the wind had started to pick up, howling around them much like the tornado within him. She had to be somewhere! She didn't just dissappear!
“You can go home… I'm not going to stop looking.” He looked up at her, determined of nothing else, but V shook her head.
“I'm not leaving you alone in this storm.” V looked down at where the tracks used to be, now blown away by the wind and covered up by snow, she thought to herself, before charging up her cannon and shooting where the tracks disappeared. Sending snow and ice in all directions.
And revealing a hole, and a thin tunnel leading away from it.
N's eyes became hollow, core lurching as he looked at the tunnel, as it went off into the distance, he took off in a dead sprint, using the eyes on his head to keep track of the tunnel as he followed it deeper into the city.
As he got further, he noticed small black spots covering the inside of the tunnel, oil spilled from clawing at the ice, and his core felt like lead, he somehow ran faster, coming up to a destroyed parking garage, half buried in the snow.
“Uzi! Uzi?!” He shouted, looking around frantically, flickering to thermal to try and get a glimpse of her core heat.
His eyes trained on the back wall, a speck of yellow showing heat, but not very much. And that's when he laid eyes on her, back against the concrete wall, ice over her entire body save for her core, which was barely glowing.
“Uzi!” He launched himself foreward, taking her in her arms and cradling her head, he brought her visor up to look at him.
[Core Temperature: Critical, Shut Off Imminent]
Her hands were spotted with her own oil, and her hair covered in ice and snow, he brought her close to his core, the warmest place of his body, and rocketed towards the direction of the spire.
“V! I found her!”
…
Uzi continued to replay thoughts of N, hanging by a thread as those thoughts themselves became disjointed, and fuzzy, still she gripped onto them, their warmth the only thing keeping her thinking, keeping her alive.
At first, she thought the warmth was placebo, something that came before she shut off completely, or due to her desire to see N again, replaying their dance, their hangouts, his golden eyes and warming smile, but soon enough she realized she was actually getting warmer, her consciousness becoming more and more lucid as her processors warmed back up.
Her sense of touch came back on first, she was… not in her normal clothes, at least it didn't feel like it, it was too big for her, and heavy too, there was also something incredibly warm pressed up against her, radiating an intense sort of heat.
Her hearing was next, suddenly picking up the hum of florescent lightning and light breathing next to her, she could pick up a slight thumping noise, erratic, but deep and rhythmic.
Then, her eyelights flickered on, and she was able to slowly take in what was directly in front of her. Sleek white plating and a glowing golden core, that her entire being was pressed against.
N.
“Uzi?” He seemed to notice her eyelights moving and sat her up, gold meeting purple as he let out a shaky, relieved sigh and wrapped her in a crushing hug before pulling back.
“Oh thank robo-god, I thought- you were so cold.” He was tearing up, but a smile was on his face as he looked her up and down, her head was still locked in place however, as was her mouth.
“Uzi?” He questioned, and all she could do was blink in response, her body still resetting after so long being locked in the same position. He felt her head.
“You're still really cold…” He brought her down near his core again, blasting her with a wave of heat that normally would probably feel unpleasant, but right now felt heavenly. Although that came with the harrowing observation that he was completely naked.
So the heavy clothing around her was probably his, her clothes were probably soaked from being covered in ice, so it's not like she could be mad… just flustered with no way to show it.
Her core temperature slowly rising, she just listened to him breathe and his core beat, feeling his arms wrapped around her protectively, it took a moment, but she realized he was gently rubbing her back as well, she could just barely feel through his heavy coat.
Something clicked inside her throat, and she opened her mouth.
“N?” Was the first word out of her mouth, sounding thick, full of static and distant, and in response N sat her up again, holding her close as he looked down at her.
“You're awake! I wasn't sure… you're eyelights were on but you weren't responding.” He still looked incredibly worried, eyelights knitted together, she could still feel the warmth wafting off him.
“Y-you found me…” She could barely belive that she was alive right now. With how cold she was she definitely should have been dead, N had actually saved her.
“Yeah, yeah I-I did.” He brought a hand up to her cheek, thumbing over the crease of her visor, the look on his face was… indecipherable.
“How are you feeling? I gave you my coat, if you couldn't tell.” He asked sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, and she grumbled and hissed as she tried to move her head, weakened ice breaking from the joints as she could finally look around.
They were on the floor of the pod, every single blanket, pillow, plush, or other soft object both below and around them, her arms and legs were still frozen tight, but N was doing a decent job of holding her upright.
“Still a little frozen… but I'm okay.” She replied, looking back at him and feeling some of that newfound internal heat explode into her face.
While his legs and lower half were covered in a blanket, he was indeed completely and utterly nude, including his hat. The pearly white casing exposed for all to see, broad shoulders leading to arms that were exclusively holding her.
“I'm so glad you're okay… I don't know what I would have done if… you weren't.” He wrapped her in a hug again, notching her into his shoulder, pressing them together as closely as he could, her blush grew. But she did cuddle into his shoulder slightly, basking in both his warmth and affection.
“Yeah, thanks to you…” Oh, that was sappy, but she did almost die so… she could give herself a pass just this once right?
When he pulled back they made maintained eye contact again, staring into the others visor as neither knew exactly what to say, both also not wanting to look away.
Uzi broke first, looking away and clearing her throat, making N blush and look at the floor instead.
“My uh… limbs are still frozen… I think there's ice in them.” She pointed out awkwardly, how was one supposed to act in front of their best friend/savior?
“Oh uh… here.” He took both of her hands, and gently pulled them up to rest on his core, inadvertently pulling her onto his lap, both blushed again, but it seemed N was quick to be overwhelmed with emotion, because his arms were around her once more.
“Uzi… I-I” He started, but gave up after whatever we wanted to say died in his throat, instead, all he did was purr as he held her, and Uzi didn't dare break the silence, resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes.
Maybe she'd cry after she got warm, but right now, this felt nice, being so close to the thought that kept her fighting the cold. More heat radiated off him.
“Why are you so warm? You don't normally run this hot…” She asked, getting a little worried when she noticed the air slightly warping around him. He backed away a little bit.
“Oh, I'm fine. I'm overheating a little bit, but I'm not in any danger, I did it on purpose.” He admitted bluntly, smiling.
“W-what? Why?”
“To get you warm faster! V already went out to get me oil, so I'll be fine!” And then he was back to hugging her like he was magnetized to her, she felt the lock on her arms finally release and she sighed in relief.
“So long as you're okay.” He mumbled, nuzzling into her neck and causing yet another blush to bubble up into her visor, she pushed him back, her legs still frozen but… that could wait.
“N. I…” She looked up at him, watching as his eyes went soft and he leaned into her, looking at her as if she was the other thing in the universe. “I-”
“Alright, here's your dumb oil.” V burst into the pod with a worker head in her hand, before pausing at the doorway and looking at the scene before her, with both guilty drones pressed up against each other and visors inches from each other.
“Gross, at least warn me if you're going to bang in the pod.” She groaned, throwing the head in his direction and knocking him over with it.
“Thank you V!” Was all he said before V scoffed and shut the door again, leaving them alone, Uzi just stared. Blushing.
She was alive, and… may have new feelings to address.
#murder drones#uzi doorman#serial designation n#nuzi#biscuitbites#n and uzi#fanfic#oneshot#angst and fluff#feelings realization#for both of them
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The lady ghosts had swarmed Hua Cheng like ducks; no doubt they really liked his scent. The ghost qi that Hua Cheng transferred to Xie Lian was assuredly of the highest quality, so there was no need to buy Ghost Scent Candies. However, to avoid anyone finding out that the qi was only a surface coat, they might need to press their lips together like last time and have Hua Cheng pass on something more tangible, like air or bodily fluids... Xie Lian immediately stopped himself from thinking about this any further.
TGCF Volume 5, page 115
was reminiscing about this scene today because with the post-canon fact that Xie Lian is pretty much constantly covered in Hua Cheng's evil qi and evil """essence""", on the outside of his body as well as on the, ahem, inside - I can only imagine that when he ventures out on his own he has more minor ghosts and nefarious creatures swarming him than he can shake a stick at because he now smells like delicious pastry to them 🤭
I also love that this scene is more proof that not only does Xie Lian desire Hua Cheng just as much as Hua Cheng desires him, Xie Lian specifically fantasizes about being even more intimately marked as Hua Cheng's and taking Hua Cheng's """essence""" into himself. the mere idea seems to arouse him so much that he immediately shuts down his own thoughts, the poor guy. so it just makes me really happy for him to know that his fantasies will very much become reality and then some 😏
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Something is wrong | Next
#ts4#indya#black simblr#oh that's hard#that's really hard#for both of them#oof....#stay tuned friends#TFA will continue after the holiday#ts4 story#sims 4 story#simblr#ch24
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The way Qian can't even bring himself to genuinely say no, to deny himself, but cannot admit his feelings either. He cannot face himself just as he cannot face Yuan and can barely face Lili.
(He's been trying to protect them so long but never realized how much Yuan was protecting him as well, how taken care of he was, until he lost it all.)
Yuan's worry reflecting on Qian's own pained and lonely state, Qian being so determined to keep Yuan from coming back to take care of him again even as he realizes how much that meant to him, both of them protecting each other.
Even across the sea, even across nothing but text, Yuan still gets the response out of Qian that no one else does, still gets him to start to take care of himself and to think about himself.
Because Qian loves him and knows he is loved, knows that Yuan loves him in a way that is different than everyone else, has relied on that love for so long.
(And everything is a reminder of Yuan, everyone knew Yuan, everyone knew how he took care of Qian and how much Qian relied on him even if Qian didn't know.)
#unknown the series#unknown#yuan x qian#taiwanese drama#unknown series#qian x yuan#taiwanese bl#unknown bl#bl series#bl drama#asian lgbtq dramas#asianlgbtqdramas#this separation was so needed#for both of them
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so if angel vessels are tied to bloodlines…
and sam is lucifer's perfect vessel, and dean is micheal's…
and their ancestors were bred specifically to perfect them over time…
and john was able to hold michael fairly easily…
…does that mean mary would have been a good vessel for lucifer?
JFC WRITERS WHY DID WE NOT GET LUCIFER-POSSESSED MARY???
can you imagine what that would have done to her? can you imagine what that would have done to sam??
#just another lost opportunity#this would have been so delicious#the possibilities#the aftermath#the guilt#the shame#for both of them#early s13 it could have worked#supernatural writers have some regrets#or at least i do#spn meta#sam winchester and lucifer#mary winchester and lucifer#sam smith would have killed it i bet
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They got along eventually :' )
Apparently drawing this AU while listening to Joe Hisaishi and sobbing is my new hobby
(I would kill for them by the way)
#at some point in this timeline#tachihara siblings' toxic trashfamily dies under mysterious circumstances#whereupon niisan becomes kind of a single parent figure#for BOTH of them#bsd#bungou stray dogs#yosano akiko#tachihara michizou#tachihara's brother#my stuff
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“The Encounter” by Louise Glück
From The Triumph of Achilles (1985)
#succession#kenrome#kendall roy#roman roy#web weaving#poetry#finale#louise glück#The Hug . *crowd errupts*#i can talk about this scene forever and ever and ever#its so deeply packed#for both of them#it probably felt so relieving#they both needed it for their respective reasons#kendall needed that power#and roman needed his cage#where its scary and lonely but safe#in a way this is their purest form of love
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sometimes you see a post that's just too perfect
#fluri#flynn scifo#yuri lowell#shitpost#tales of vesperia#looks its just true#for both of them#one is just much more embarrassed than the other
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something
#artists on tumblr#artwork#digital art#adventure time#fionna and cake#simon petrikov#atimers#betty grof#petrigrof#im so sad for him#for both of them
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Flower of Evil 🤝 Fangs of Fortune
The male lead is EVIL and very sneaky and good at lying... No wait, he's not as bad as I thought... He's the most innocent and good person on the face of the earth and deserves nothing but happiness (which is not what's happening in this show)
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jilto nation, its me again
#jilto#jiyalto#jiyan x aalto#aalto#jiyan#wuwa#wuthering waves#wuwa jiyan#wuwa aalto#aalto pants situation is actually pretty fun to draw#also i was todays years old when i calculated jiyan's 23 so im having a crisis he needs hugs yall#cuddles#and stuff#for both of them#anyways end of rambles#my art
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we spend the entire show watching house do anything to treat his pain — he goes to (understandably) insane, destructive lengths just to ensure he never has to suffer being sober. his entire life is focused around a cycle of distraction, thrill-seeking, and avoidance. we know that his home is filled with hundreds upon hundreds of pills, so he can always prolong and maximise those moments where his agony is muffled. and yet, in the final scene, we see him dive head-on into the end, and despite this being the most gruelling, insurmountable prognosis of his entire life, we see him smile bathed in the sunlight; those muted tones are dauntingly lifted, yet there’s no echo of a bottle rattling.
#this is a pretentious way of wording it but#it’s driving me insane that house — at the peak of his addiction and for most of the years following the infarction — was seen to take#HANDFULS of vicodin every few hours#because it hurts for him to even just EXIST#he’s never gone long stretches without relapsing#and yet!! and yet!! it’s so visibly clear that they don’t have much on them when they run away#not enough luggage space for a chronically ill AND a terminally ill person’s worth of painkillers anyway#it’s absolutely certain that there will be pain.#for both of them#this will be no doubt the most excruciating months they’ve ever lived through#but it’s worth it#and they’re more content than they’ve ever been#I JUST. AUGHHHHHHGGGH#house md#greg house#gregory house#hatecrimes md#hilson#james wilson#house/wilson
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Capcom knew what they were doing in Revelations when they had Chris CONSTANTLY checking in on Jill. Just imagine how crazy he is post re5 with her omg
#its knowing that he has ALWAYS checked on her#and in lost in nightmares when he was helpless against wesker she couldn’t see him die and sacrificed herself#just terrible#tragic#heart wrenching#for both of them#resident evil#valenfield#jill valentine#chris redfield
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If I had a nickel for every time I fell in love with a red-haired spy, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird it happened twice.
#guys is the carmen to natasha pipeline just me orr#i need them to be friends#marvel#natasha romanoff#black widow#marvel mcu#carmen sandeigo 2019#lesbian#fandoms#i cant be alone in this#assassins#spies#ending destroyed me#for both of them#carmen sandiego
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oh he’s down bad
(when he’s talking absolute shit but you’re too far gone so it makes you swoon—he’d never be an asshole to you anyway)
#as he should#for both of them#xie lian#hualian#hua cheng#san lang#tgcf novel#tgcf vol 2#tgcf#tian guan ci fu#heaven official's blessing
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STOP 🛑 Fan casting Nicola Coughlan in romcoms with men
START ✅ Fan casting her in mother-daughter dark comedies/ dramedies with Jennifer Coolidge.
LOOK AT THE MATERIAL:
I need people to have the vision.
#nicola coughlan#jennifer coolidge#bridgerton#white lotus#I still want to see the romcoms tho 👀#for both of them#romcom#comedy#dramedy
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