#idk im thinking about it

[averagegtenjoyer]

In honor of pinning against the wall becoming a gay trope. Erm. Giant romantically pinning a tiny to the wall. Giant crouching down and placing a hand against the wall just above a tiny’s body, as they loom over them and look down with a flirty little smirk. Or even a giant holding a tiny against the wall, their tiny legs kicking in their uncontrollable flusteredness as the giant holds them to the wall, remarking on how cute they are, all red like a little strawberry. Hmmmmm

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

House M.D. One-shot

Tw suicide Tw self-harm Tw assisted suicide Tw Overdosing Tw Drug Use

House keeps living after Wilson's death just so he can keep his promise to Thirteen.

He struggles after Wilson's death, seeking comfort in drugs and alcohol, anything he could get his hands on.

He laughs to himself one night, thinking, "They all thought I had a problem with the pills. Look at me now. A proper addict."

He floats around, never staying in the same spot too long, just trying to survive from one high to the next. When the drugs aren't doing enough, he takes to other forms of self-harm. What's it matter if he can't use his hand properly anymore after breaking it so many times? Nothing matters anymore. His leg hurts, his hand hurts, his head hurts, his heart fucking hurts.

He lives on the edge, breaking the law every single day but never exposing himself enough to risk getting arrested again. The closest he gets to anyone from his old life is when he stands in the back of Wilson's funeral. Wilson's mom is crying, and House feels like he should say something, but he can't bring himself to step up and speak to her. He overdoses that night, multiple hard drugs running through his veins.

He hallucinates Wilson. His wavy brown hair and big brown eyes, throwing out some witty remark. House overdoses again, this time on purpose after that, just to see Wilson. He's living on borrowed time.

Every time he sees Wilson, he wants to grab his shoulders and cry.

"I was supposed to go with you."

"I promise I'm coming."

House doesn't believe in an afterlife, but when he's sprawled out on the dirty floor of some abandoned building high out of his mind, he likes to pretend that he'll see Wilson again. House died when Wilson did, and all the important parts of him left with him.

Weeks drag out into months, and months drag out into years. House has no idea when it is. Time means nothing once you're dead. Eventually, he figures it must have been enough days, enough months, enough years, for him to find her.

Thirteen looks almost as bad as House does once he comes face to face with her for the first time in years. She stands huddled at the door, nothing but skin and bones and an oversized sweatshirt. Her face is shrunken in, and her hands are shaking, and she stares at the man outside her door with awe.

House doesn't remember when the last time he shaved was. The years of hard drug use have taken their toll, and he would wager that he weighs less than Thirteen does. He looks like a dead man, and at first, Thirteen thinks she's seeing a ghost.

"Looks like I'm right on time." Even his voice sounds different, hoarse and gravely and broken. It shocks Thirteen out of her stupor, though, and she knows immediately what he's referring to. "We thought you were dead."

"I am."

"God House, what have you been doing?"

"Waiting for you. I made you a promise, didn't I?"

A look of understanding crosses her face. "I guess you are right on time." She's ready. She's been ready for a long time. The disease has progressed to the point that it's taken over her life. She's got nothing left. She's said goodbye to everybody already, planning to take matters into her own hands.

She lets House in, and then she starts to laugh. She can't stop laughing. Tears roll down her face, and her cheeks turn red, and her face hurts. House looks at her fondly. He's always felt paternal towards her.

Once she composes herself, she answers the question she knows he wants to ask.

"It's just - I don't know how you knew, but you did. I already picked today."

House smirks, it looks more like a grimace, but the intent it there. "I guess I'm just that good."

Thirteen has more then enough drugs, and when House brings them all out, she looks at him knowingly. She ends up laying on the couch, both of them quiet as he injects the drugs into her bloodstream. House lays on the floor after that, using the rest on himself.

They wait in silence until Thirteen speaks suddenly. "Do you think there's any chance of a heaven? Honestly. None of that bullshit edgy stuff you used to always say."

House doesn't answer right away, and when he does, his speech is slurred, the drugs finally settling in. "I hope so. I hope he's there."

His body feels heavy, and he struggles to move. It takes a few tries, but eventually, he manages to reach up and catch Thirteens' hand in his own, lacing their fingers together.

His time is up.

[sugawhaaa]

Could you do a Jongseob audio or Keeho 🙌

Hii! I'm sorry to quote on quote "use you" for this topic 😭 I promise I'm not targeting you I just needed to put this out there.

I have gotten lots of requests for soul/Jongseob audios or smut fics but here's the thing...they're minors in Korea...clearly a lot of people don't mind the fact they're technically minors but something about it makes me a little uncomfortable :/ I mean I totally get it bc...look at them they don't act like teenagers at all with all that hip thrusting lmao but idk. If ppl really want Jongseob or soul smut content maybe I will. Idk if yall want it reply to this post and who knows I might actually 🤷‍♂️

But do you guys get what I'm saying? I'm kinda of in a pickle about it bc soul is Japanese right, and he is of legal age there but if we use that logic that means u could say "oh Jongseob is in America therefore this fanfic is legal sex" which yes it would be but it feels wrong somehow??? Idk tell me your guys thoughts PLLEEEEASSSERE I need advice

Anyways sorry anon for all this chaos 😭 as for keeho I already posted one but if u want another send me another request and I'll totally do it okay 🥰 sorry for all the Hassel 😭🙏

[inkwell-and-dagger]

I can't find the post but I remembered I made one about Foster's name being an alias since yk batman wannabe stuffs..... now I wanna figure out what their actual name would be............

I like to think that their actual name is something they tell people they trust wholeheartedly. Foster is the heartless, stoic persona they play. [insert name here] is them

[chocolatecakecas]

dean literally buys the fluffiest towels and the softest sheets and the plushiest rugs and the coziest throw blankets. let him have nice comfy things

[failyaoi]

*hair blows in wind* thinking about making a twt account

[appleblocks]

I tried to record videos today and it did not go well, but one of the things I did to prepare for that was delete and swap out a few mods from my personal modpack (in a copy, cause I have worlds I want to save that use the mods I removed)

And now I am considering making a new world with the idea of using different colored blocks for roofs, but not with the dyable blocks.

So for example, if I wanted a purple roof I'd have to use Amethyst and/or purpur, or honeycomb/hay bales for a yellow roof

I would include the colorful woods though. I love a good warped wood roof <3

[miwtual]

im hitting 3k followers soon should i do a celebration

[mysticalsoot]

fox mulder is so wilbur coded

[midnightmah07]

I'm thinking of making an oc master list as well ngl otherwise my blog will be really confusing

[lucatielsgirlfriend]

remembering someone i knew personally and then remembering oh yeah they're dead

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[determinate-negation]

i really dont understand how you can grow up your whole life hearing stories about holocaust survivors and maps of giant family trees of hundreds of people where only 2 or 3 survived or families that were separated and had to leave people behind to die and not empathize with palestinians and instead have the complete opposite reaction and say none of this is happening and that its not a genocide... i fucking hate the world so much

[me-beef]

@strangeravatar made a great point

i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make

but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do

ooohh you want to go look at our stickers so bad

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

[vriendenboekjes]

cut it out with till death do us part. i will find you in this life and reality and the next one and the next one and the next one