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ha ha nice trauma bro

@residentmommyissuedbi

hi fic writer from whatever fandom I’m in right now, I solemnly swear I am over the age of majority.
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everyone's like wehhhhh why doesn't doctor house gets suuuueeed! like my man. literally every patient he sees is someone that's been trying to find a diagnosis for ages. i could live with a little medical malpractice if it were coming from someone ready to break into my home to look for allergens and not simply half heartedly listen to me before suggesting I lose weight and take ages of back and forth arguing to order a single test

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"it's medical malpractice" have u ever been a doctor? most medicine is malpractice. let the man limp around chewing vicodin doing 50 invasive tests please

Once Taub (derogatory) derisively said about a patient with unexplained chronic pain “7 doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with him, what does that mean?” and House replied without even thinking “it means they’re idiots” and proceed to work his ass off to diagnose the patient Taub wanted to write off as a faker or something. If a doctor had said that when that patient was ME, I wouldn’t dream of suing them in a million years

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[ID: a screenshot of tags which read "#Dr House would also draw Rouge the Bat as wide as she is tall with tits to match #you wouldn't even have to ask #he'd just do it" end ID]

FEAR ENTITIES: CAN YOU FUCK IT?

the eye: you probably cannot fuck the eye itself because its whole deal is that it just kind of looks at you, but it could certainly watch. you can definitely fuck an avatar of the eye because they seem to basically just be regular people in varying levels of crazy & evil but like emotionally, imagine the toll. feasible, just not very appealing.

the spiral: i’m not gonna stop anybody from wanting to have sexual relations with mike or helen because you could probably make it work physically if you really went for it. however, you might have a harder time hooking up with an infinite hallway, or the concept of gaslighting. people seem pretty horny for this one but as someone who values honest communication, i’d suggest you give it some thought first

the lonely: it’s literally the fear of being alone. what are you gonna do, jack off into a fog bank? get real

the end: you’ll die

the stranger: i guess it’s possible if you can figure out how to bone down with a mannequin or some taxidermy or whatever. people probably want to fuck nikola orsinov although because i’m a normal person i don’t see the appeal of banging, like, a twee british harley quinn. who’s also an evil mannequin. she does have a pretty snappy outfit but do you remember the last time you saw genitals on a mannequin? you could just do hand stuff but do you really crave the cool embrace of hard plastic? if you can make that work you’re already operating on a whole nother level

the desolation: well you certainly can’t fuck Fire 2: The Scarier Fire That Hurts You Even More, so i guess you’d have to try hooking up with one of its avatars but like. they’re made of runny wax (weird), they never shut the fuck up about how cool & sexy it is to get burned alive which is personally not my thing and also that one guy kissed agnes montague and got his entire face burned off. i don’t know why you’d want to do this one unless you’re also horny for getting burned alive in which case, take a hike

the slaughter: you’re horny for war now? you’re horny for the concept of senseless death by violence? fine, alright, maybe you could hook up with somebody being influenced by the slaughter but there’s a non-zero chance they’d kill you at some point so unless you love dying this one’s probably not the best choice

the vast: try as you might, you simply cannot fuck an impossibly huge expanse of any kind. michael crew seemed kind of normal apart from the throwing people off buildings so you could PROBABLY sex up an avatar of the vast if you felt like it but i get the feeling that they all get their kicks exclusively from like, launching people into space. they dont have time for you. you cant fuck the vast and also it’s not even sexy. get out of my office

the buried: maybe you can try sticking your dick in some dirt or something, i don’t know. maybe the asphyxiation is the appeal but is getting your lungs filled up with mud really the sexiest way to do that. i can ALMOST see how somebody could find this one sexy but it seems kind of difficult to accomplish and not very fun. next

the dark: here we go. i can see you right now about to start typing on your awful keyboard that you are going to fuck mr. pitch and i cannot stop you from doing so and i will tell you right now that you are welcome to try, but that you are an idiot, a fool, and the exact kind of sick twisted individual i DON’T tolerate in my home. are you going to fuck some sand that blinds you? are you going to fuck DARKNESS? you can’t. fuck off.

the corruption: no matter how much you beg & plead i will not give you my blessing to make jane prentiss your wormwife. you will get fucked all full of worms and you will explode and die. you’ll get three million std’s. you’ll get CRABS. and you’ll get a nasty black mold on your bathroom ceiling. inadvisable

the web: see the thing about this one is that i can see why you might want to fuck it. i know mind control does it for some people & maybe getting cocooned in a spider web and/or eaten by a big spider is kind of a fetish for somebody. fine. whatever

the flesh: probably one of the least difficult to accomplish. you could fuck some meat OR you could hook up with an awful homunculus specifically reshaped by a twisted fleshwizard for the purpose of fuckin’. it might even be nice. i wouldn’t necessarily hit it myself but you can if you feel like it i guess

the hunt: hm. if being hunted for sport gets you going or perhaps if your significant other is a compulsive monster-hunter but otherwise normal, it’s not too bad of a choice. stay safe though

the extinction: you can’t fuck global warming.

Queer dreams, indeed.

I wonder how many priests had those same queer, queer dreams while staying in Withern Hall.

Perhaps the dreams aren’t the only Queer thing there.