Tonight's House
wut.
but.
House!
Cuddy!
how am i supposed to go to bed now. just how.
aaahhhhhhh D:
I just want to hug House. And Cuddy. Because as far as break-ups go that was just about the perfect and most heart-wrenching but believable way to do it because, vicodin has always been one of the biggest cruxes of it all.
I just.
No.
I don't like it. Because I love House, Cuddy and House/Cuddy so much but I do like it because damn does it make for good tv
but
just
D:
mehhh. I want poor House to be happy. And Cuddy too. And I feel like there's nobody else out there for him in this universe the show's built up and as a total soppy romantic that makes me very sad. Unless Wilson steps up his game.
Anyway I'm a total wreck after that ep. The hallucination stuff was rad - the musical number was way trippy and very Moulin Rouge but my personal favorite was the zombie one because House's fear at the end was just so palpable to me and damn him and damn his vicodin.
The ending. Cuddy touching House's face, House's face in general, Cuddy crying to Julie... House on the bathroom floor looking up hopefully one last time for Cuddy...
Just. Ruined me. Done. Goodbye.
No idea how I'll survive next week's ep. Might have to forego studying for finals and write angsty fanfic instead. There go all my cute fluffy fics I was working on. Totally AU by now.
I'm pissed off at this show for getting me so worked up.
D:
just... aaahhhhh.... :( Hoouuuusseee
*collapses into pile of mushy, soggy tears and more muttered slightly bipolar commentary*
edit: on a slightly more positive note, if you ignore the entire end of the episode and next week's promo, that opening scene of them was by far one of the most adorable things I've ever seen in a while. lol @ House hiding under the bed, and the kiss afterwards was so tender!
although now back to crying. :'-(
but.
House!
Cuddy!
how am i supposed to go to bed now. just how.
aaahhhhhhh D:
I just want to hug House. And Cuddy. Because as far as break-ups go that was just about the perfect and most heart-wrenching but believable way to do it because, vicodin has always been one of the biggest cruxes of it all.
I just.
No.
I don't like it. Because I love House, Cuddy and House/Cuddy so much but I do like it because damn does it make for good tv
but
just
D:
mehhh. I want poor House to be happy. And Cuddy too. And I feel like there's nobody else out there for him in this universe the show's built up and as a total soppy romantic that makes me very sad. Unless Wilson steps up his game.
Anyway I'm a total wreck after that ep. The hallucination stuff was rad - the musical number was way trippy and very Moulin Rouge but my personal favorite was the zombie one because House's fear at the end was just so palpable to me and damn him and damn his vicodin.
The ending. Cuddy touching House's face, House's face in general, Cuddy crying to Julie... House on the bathroom floor looking up hopefully one last time for Cuddy...
Just. Ruined me. Done. Goodbye.
No idea how I'll survive next week's ep. Might have to forego studying for finals and write angsty fanfic instead. There go all my cute fluffy fics I was working on. Totally AU by now.
I'm pissed off at this show for getting me so worked up.
D:
just... aaahhhhh.... :( Hoouuuusseee
*collapses into pile of mushy, soggy tears and more muttered slightly bipolar commentary*
edit: on a slightly more positive note, if you ignore the entire end of the episode and next week's promo, that opening scene of them was by far one of the most adorable things I've ever seen in a while. lol @ House hiding under the bed, and the kiss afterwards was so tender!
although now back to crying. :'-(