I've Started Watching House MD Recently For A Friend And Now Every Time I Feel A Twitch In My Arms Or

I love how when ao3 goes down the tag starts trending again.

it reminds me of when you step on an ant pile and all the ants frantically run around

House MD was crazy for having their mc be an autistic bisexual depressed disabled drug addict who canonically self harms and experienced abuse AND was in a doomed codependent toxic yaoiship with his repressed homosexual bestie

at least harris dickinson and paul mescal both have experience kissing men with tongue. important for the role.

never not thinking about ‘how do you sleep’ because the concept of writing a diss track and being like *spits* fuck you. you and your chart-topping hits and your loving wife and friends and your dead mom, actually, while we’re at it, and your pretty face and your mass appeal music and that one conspiracy and your secret hidden messages to me and—

literally why do uni profs put together the worst group project match-ups of all time. i feel like paul mccartney in get back trying to get work done while one member is off doing heroin with his new girlfriend, one is threatening to go solo and wants me dead, and one just wants everyone to get along but really does not give a fuck. meanwhile i know we gotta get up on the rooftop in 10 days and we have like five songs done

just started watching house and I thought yall were exaggerating but no. every episode is just like three wrong diagnoses that almost kill the patient and then house is like "he has underwater skunk herpes" and they give the guy a new butthole and he's cured. and then house chugs vicodin while talking about wanting to rail wilson.

lets make music together and let it develop into something sexual

“We nearly always went up to his little music room that he’d had built at the top of the house, Daddy’s room, where we would get away from it all. I like to get away from people to songwrite, I don’t like to do it in front of people. It’s like sex for me, I was never an orgy man. So John and I would sit down and by then it might be one or two o’clock, and by four or five o’clock we’d be done”. – Paul McCartney, Many Years From Now

immediately after admitting songwriting is like Sex he follows with Yeah so John and I would do it together. do you hear yourself paul.

last week i was wearing a beatles shirt at the function and this old man came up to me and in a slightly shocked tone was like “are you a beatles fan??” and i was like “yeah!” and he was like “how did you become a beatles fan???” presumably due to the fact that i am but a youth, and i truly had no idea how to answer because the only two truthful answers were:

a) they are literally the fucking beatles, i know zero people who do not know/have not listened to any of their music

b) i saw one too many tumblr posts of people talking about wanting to impregnate paul mccartney and decided i finally had to listen to their whole discography