you know, when house is helping wilson treat his cancer in his apartment, and wilson is throwing up, shitting himself, and all house had to say is “you have everything you need right here”, promises wilson that he won’t let him die in an ambulance, or the hospital, will let him stay and die in his own apartment if he has to, tells wilson to let him help, that he doesn’t need to try to do the hard things alone, let him just help take him to the damn toilet—i can’t help but be reminded of chen chen’s poem winter:
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*in the living room*
Obito: Gramps! Come on! Just let me go!
Madara: Boy. You’ve heard my say on the matter. Be a man and accept it.
Obito: I’m not a man, I’m only 13 years old! For Kami’s sake, just let me go trick or treating with my friends! All I want is a spooky good time!
Madara: You want me to not only let you out of this house looking like a depraved lunatic, but to allow you to parade from door to door begging for food, as if you’re not fed plenty at home? For shame, Obito.
Obito: *points* Mikoto is going!
Madara: That’s different. She’s taking a group of small children out. She works hard and can spend her free time as she pleases. But you? What do you do all day besides moon about and write terrible poetry about that eye-stealing Hatake boy?
Obito: He didn’t steal the eye, grandfather! It was a gift! And —
Mikoto: Boys. That’s enough. Grandfather, I do think you’re being a bit unreasonable. Let Obito go. If it makes you feel better, I’ll take him and his friends along with my group and keep an eye on them, and I’ll make sure he’s not “dishonoring” the Uchiha name. Alright?
Madara: *sighs* Very well. Go if you must, boy. Just know that my disappointment in you is —
Obito: *hugs Madara hard enough to crack his ribs* Thanks, gramps! Mikoto, give me twenty minutes and I’ll be ready! *runs upstairs*
Mikoto: Thank you for keeping the peace, grandfather. And don’t worry, I’ll —
Mikoto: Er … what are you doing?
Madara: *rummaging through the closet* Looking for — Ah! Here it is! *pulls out a giant spider costume*
Mikoto: What the hell is that for?
Madara: Remember I used to wear this at night to get baby Obito to relax and fall asleep?
Mikoto: Relax? You gave him a mini heart attack every time he saw you in that! It’s where his night terrors come from, and why he has such a fear of spiders now!
Madara: Mm. Well, if my grandson wants a “spooky good time”, I’m going to give him and his little friends the time of their lives. *puts on costume* You’ll see me later tonight, my dear. You and Obito. *transports away*
Mikoto:
**Once again based off of the fantastic menace headcanon of “Grandpa Madara” by @squidpus 😊**
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ur making it pretty hard to not be curious about aftg like what is going on can you infodump ur worst to me
so basically it's about a guy called neil who's not actually called neil bc turns out he's the son of a HIGHLY abusive mafia hitman and him and his mother have been running from this guy for years which ofc means changes in identity and a SHIT ton of issues ranging from good old fashioned paranoia to lighting cigarettes not to smoke them but to let them burn down bc the smell reminds you of your mother's burning corpse. but neil is obsessed and i mean OBSESSED with this made up sport called exy which is like lacrosse but with the violence of ice hockey and he joins a pro-team despite aforementioned ABUSIVE MAFIA DAD AFTER HIM and guess what! the guy who signed him is called kevin and his ex-team are affiliated with the mafia too! including neil's dad! neil just screwed himself over big time! but who cares when you have exy! enter: andrew minyard. andrew is a blonde, 5ft, ex-juvie, under-court-surveillance-for-grevious-bodily-harm goalkeeper currently working unofficially as kevin's bodyguard and, while we never get an actual diagnosis bc god forbid we handle mental health properly in this thing, it's implied that he has some kind of psychosis and, as part of his plea bargain, is legally obgligated to take incredibly mood-altering medication that makes him manic in exchange for being allowed to stay on the team (aka with kevin who he's VERY possessive of), done entirely for the wellbeing of those around him and effectively against andrew's will. does he stick to that deal? fuck no! but it doesn't stop there! andrew proceeds to spend the entire book being as violent and unpredictable and generally cunty as possible in order to figure out What Neil's Deal Is bc neil is capital S Shifty and andrew is convinced he's from kevin's old mafia cult team trying to hurt him. we spend an entire book watching the three of them wrestle between neil's paranoia, andrew's protectiveness and kevin's desire to Please Can We Just Play Exy. there are some keys involved. someone dies. there are two more books. inexplicably two of the characters can speak fluent german purely from high school classes.
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You know you're in a good medical community when you and your partner call the General Surgeon (who had an extensive and impressive career as a Trauma Surgeon at major medical centers but moved to The Middle of Nowhere and is trying to gently slide into retirement) at a weird hour in the morning on a Sunday when he's technically not on call and ask for help during a very bizarre and confusing c-section, and all he does is:
-Thank you for the consult and say he will be there in eight minutes
-Show up in eight minutes with zero complaints
-Politely, calmly, and graciously give you the help you requested
-Walk you both through his techniques and clinical reasoning
-Express admiration and respect for you and your partner's surgical technique and state it was very reasonable to call him and that he's glad you called
-Assist with the patient's ultimate transfer
-Gently tease you for being physically unable to call him by his first name for three years running
-Politely take his leave when the patient is stable, you and your partner are comfortable managing her, and definitive treatment is secured
I cannot express how glad I am to have landed here for my first job as an attending
I cannot tell y'all how many good thoughts I'm sending to my patient and her baby
If y'all have good thoughts to send, I'm sure she'd take them
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Okay this is a cool blog I love all the Drayton stuff the angst it fuels me. Something about wanting to see your fav put into situations
For an angsty scene, I like to think that the Terrarium can still be dangerous if someone gets caught off guard. Maybe Drayton's been training in the Polar Biome and all his Pokemon are exhausted. His plan is to find a rest area to heal up.
Maybe on the way he got blindsided by a wild Pokemon or its attack (the Beartics in that always chase me lmao). Got knocked out for a bit and when he rouses, he realises that adrenaline is one hell of a drug. Gotta go find help or something cause it messed up his ankle and he's got no mons to help. His Rotom Phone either ran out of juice or broke from the attack
Just thinking about him stumbling his way through the snow, always tripping and falling without a support stick or something. Pain and fear warred within him and he's just trying to get somewhere safe
Maybe E4 realises something's up when they try to contact Drayton but it says it's not available after he missed something he promised to attend. Just picturing them heading out to find clues on what happened till it led them to the Polar Biome, where they sent out a search until they found him, battered and one step away from a panic attack but, y'know, alive
Omfsss imagine tho him beating himself up bc he wasn't that fit to run such distance from wild pokemon, also the wild pokemon suddenly attacking him too, and he's there going on abt if he just really tried to keep up w Drayden's training, then maybe he'd be able to really fight back even without his pkmn; but he didn't, and it sucks, and now he's trying to find a safer place to stay, hoping help will arrive soon
But also tho imagine him thinking that no one's gonna help him, that maybe people thought he was just slacking somewhere else, that he's probs sleeping in the club room or inside one of the abandoned and empty classrooms, and the fear creeps up on him y'know, it scares him that maybe his laziness would really be the reason for his downfall like everyone said it'd be. Just him finally finding a place to hide, but the fear is still there y'know, the paranoia he has that maybe the others won't bother finding him, that they really think he's just taking a nap somewhere and forgot abt their lil meet up
And soon that fear starts to build up, that paranoia along with his self loathing just clawing out from within his chest, he wants to scream. He can feel his breath hitch, his chest feels tight, tears threatening to fall, Arceus he really was a failure
When helped finally arrived, he almost thought he was just hallucinating from the fatigue, that the Crispin and Lacey and Amarys he sees are just figments of his imagination, his own mind messing w him even more, but no, those really are his friends, and it only took for Crispin to call out his pokemon to help warm Drayden up
Imagine him just gripping Crispin's arms tight, grounding himself too. Crispin was warm, he doesn't wanna let go, god he hasn't stopped shivering. Amarys and Crispin had to help him up to take him outta there, Lacey was there carrying the pokeballs Drayton has, half muttering how all his pokemon are in no condition to fight anymore, Lacey's there reassuring him that they'll have all his pokemon healed
When they got him to the nurse's office imagine them not wanting to leave this side tho hahah like, that's their friend, no, they won't leave him behind again, doesn't matter how long they have to wait for him to recover and wake up again, they won't ever leave his side again
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