As a rape victim this is so disgusting to read. The event ruined my life and I stil break down about it almost every day. Judges are DEFENDING these people and then they wonder why we don’t speak up.
House Md 2023 would be like. one of the nurses makes a tik tok about house “abusing his patient” and “coercing consent” and the patient sees the tik toks and loses faith in house as a healer. cuddy fires the nurse for the tik tok but the nurse would try to appeal to cameron (the nice one!) about how unreasonable house is for getting her fired over the tik tok when she was “just posting her honest ethical concerns and didnt technically violate patient confidentiality anyways” and could cameron please get her boss to rescind the complaint and get her unfired? but cameron would tell her ass off right in the middle of the hallway. also chase would have an account where he does sexy tik tok dances in scrubs with stolen twitter jokes above him to hide the fact that he’s thirst-trapping and house would use his account to upload a response tik tok that gets removed after an hour for hate speech
robert chase one of the characters of all time. hes blonde. he went to seminary school. he purposefully murdered a patient. he’s a vapid slut. allergic to strawberries. was caption of his college bowling team. desperately needs to be on antidepressants. he’s divorced. his ex-wife was/is in love with his dadboss. it’s heavily implied that this is part of why he married her to begin with. he’s been fired multiple times but he keeps coming back like a fucked-up obedient boomerang. he’s the best surgeon in the hospital. all this while having the personality of a sopping wet cardboard box of corn flakes that somebody poured milk into and let mildew.
House saying another one of his "I want to fuck Wilson" jokes and Wilson finally snapping and saying "at least buy me dinner first" in a sarcastic tone
Did you see the video from harry’s last concert?? Where he’s flirting with a fannn!! Plzzzz can you write about it but with y/n in the crowd and she's his girlfriend also love your writing <3
Thank you,,
shoot your shot
a/n: i love a jealous!yn moment <33
“Your sign says, ‘help me shoot my shot’.” Harry reads out a fans sign.
You scream from where you’re stood, just over by the Hollywood pod with Brad. Watching your boyfriend perform never gets tiring, especially when he has really sweet interactions with his fans.
“What’s your name?” Harry asks, leaning down and taking out his earpiece to hear. “Ella? Belle? Lola? Listen, she’s shouting Lola, they’re shouting Carol and you’re shouting Elle! Which one is it?” Harry laughs as he mocks the fans.
“Bella. We got there in the end. Make some noise for Bella everyone!”
The fans scream across the stadium and Harry waits for the noise to die down before he continues.
“Now who are we helping you shoot your shot with?” Harry asks.
The crowd goes crazy and you obviously missed something being said. Harry giggles and blushes instantly, which only tells you one thing. The fan is hitting on him.
Brad nudged you playfully, “Easy there, green eyes monster.”
“Oh fuck off you.” You rolled your eyes playfully, but relaxing your body from where you clearly had gone a little tense without realising.
“I appreciate the gesture, but I am very happy in a relationship.” Harry puts his hand over his heart as he speaks. “Lloyd is, however, single.”
The fans scream and you catch a glimpse of Lloyd run away backstage away from the thousands of fans screaming for him.
You laugh and watch Harry move around the stage, walking with purpose.
When he stops as close to you as he possibly can, you wave over everyone’s heads at him and he waves back with a blow of a kiss.
“How do you feel about Bella shooting her shot?” He doesn’t call you a pet-name, because he likes to reserve those for your intimate moments away from fans, but you can tell he’s clearly speaking to you.
“With Lloyd, right?” You respond, letting the jealousy get the best of you.
“The girlfriend has spoken. It’s Lloyd or no-one, Bella.” Harry returns to the fan, but not without another kiss blown at you. “I am happily taken. Which is unfortunate for you and your moment, Bella.”
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You were laying in your hotel bed four hours later.
Clad in Harry’s hoodie, hood pulled over your head and stretched to your mid-thighs, you waited for him to finish pottering and get into bed.
His nighttime routine was more extensive than yours.
“Baby, where’s the pair of underwear that I just had on that chair?” Harry asks, walking closer towards you.
You pull up the hoodie and expose your underwear - well his underwear - to him with a smirk.
“You’re so annoying.” He laughs.
“Just marking my territory.”
“Is this because Bella nearly asked me out tonight?” He crawled onto his bed and moved his way to hold himself over your body.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You pulled the strings of the hoodie tight so the hood closed around your face.
“Mhm.”
Harry’s nose bumped into yours, trying to invade your space beneath the hoodie.
“Helllooo?” He giggles.
“Go away.” You giggled back.
“Nope.” He tries to wriggle more into your space. “I love you.”
“Love you too.”
“Like I proper love you. Never want anyone but you. Okay?”
“I know. I do.”
You opened your hoodie again and then he leans down to kiss you. He doesn’t let you or your lips go until he’s satisfied that you’re feeling better.