ummm my first post here (might be the last one as well)
my npd ass is craving attention really hard so uh ill post this pathetic beat up twink i drew at 4am and wait till something happens
i want to violently slam him against a wall (repeatedly)
"Billford is toxic" Yeah no shit! That's why we're calling it toxic old man yaoi! Nobody said it's Thee ship ever and that's it's gonna be healthy and they deserve each other, we're saying it's funny, we're saying it's perfectly insane and silly and you know what? It's fucking canon so let us have our fun and stop being so boring!
Wilson: House I desire you carnally
House: *Intense stare*
House: The cardinals… *Quickly runs to the patients room*
House: Do you have any Cardinal nests near your home?
Patient: *coughing blood* What?
House: Answer the question
Wilson: (standing alone) sigh
House MD + text posts pt. 6/?
those close-up shots of House feeding a chemo-struggling Wilson his personal stash of Vicodin are among the most weirdly and profoundly (homo)sexual pieces of media ever
can we talk about how wilson’s office is right next to house’s?
isn’t he supposed to be the head of oncology? babygirl, why aren’t you, idk, stationed in the oncology department? why do you just happen to have an office adjoined to your boybestfriend’s? why do your two offices have a connected balcony? why are you the only people in the whole hospital with a setup like that?? who put you guys together? cuddy? that’s like a teacher sitting students with crushes on each other at the same table. why does she let you stay there when she’s seen the situations it produces? does she ship it too? we know she does enjoy the insanity, to an extent. does the entire hospital have a betting pool on when house and wilson will finally get their shit together? probably.
these two dumbasses are so the main characters, its blatantly obvious that the entire world is built around them. i love it.
i think i'm just sick of the idea of media consumption being an important avenue of expression of one's morality. like so much discourse online is focused on how to consume media in a morally correct and responsible manner and i no longer know what purpose it serves beyond making you feel like a good person. the ideology of these socially conscious fandom type spaces feels increasingly miserable, self-defeating, and disconnected from reality
me and the bad bitch I pulled through an obsessive and violent homoerotic parallel-character dynamic