i think the whole "god doesn't limp" / "i was afraid your wings would melt" dichotomy is absolutely insane, because house is so adamant that he IS stuck being human. he knows that he is not immortal or better than anybody, no matter what his actions would lead the majority to believe. he's convinced that he is no better than anybody, because he has such a deep physical flaw. and i think as someone who's also chronically ill (+ a cane user), it really does set you apart from everybody else in your own head - and to everybody else. there is no possible way that he can be the best he can be, this idea of godhood that he has for himself, because he is marred by this perceived flaw
and then you have wilson who sees house as this shining icarus with wings made of gold, soaring above the sea. and he knows that perhaps house's infatuation with his own talent and ingenuity may lead him to his doom (read: his wings melting). but i think house does not see himself as icarus at all: there is no possible way for his wings to melt, because he does not believe he has them. he is in no way "above" everybody else through these supposed wings, he is no god. if anything, he is automatically below everyone else, because he limps, he's flawed, he's in some way an imperfect creation
but wilson ? wilson thinks so highly of house, wilson loves house so much that he cannot comprehend the idea of house as somehow "lesser", because of his leg. and i think, as a disabled person, it's absolutely remarkable to have someone see you that way. and the way this is constantly portrayed across their relationship makes me absolutely frothing-at-the-mouth insane
i don't know if anyone has talked about this before but i've been thinking about the symbolism of cancer in connection to house and wilson and. i am going insane.
wilson has a stage II thymoma and he's given a 5 month sentence. from my (limited — i am not a doctor nor particularly good at science) research, this seems unrealistic; everything i've read about them says that thymomas are rare and slow growing. it seems incredibly unlikely that a stage II thymoma could only be treated by chemotherapy and would only give wilson 5 months to live. so why did the writers decide to do that? it's like the medical version of an anachronism — something (in the real definition of an anachronism, historically) inaccurate used to make a specific point. so what is the point?
well, thymomas are cancer of the thymus gland, which is right in front of and above the heart.
and then that got me thinking about house's (faked) cancer in season 3 (e15 half wit). he pretends to have brain cancer.
so their cancers are literally in the heart and head.
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Pairing: Sterek
Chapter: 10/10
Words: ~6200
Rating: Explicit
Summary: There’s a relentless dark shape tearing through the pack and that’s only the half of it. Stiles just wants to sleep and stop being haunted by the faces of his night-time tormentors. His dad thinks he’s suffering from post-traumatic stress, Scott thinks he’s suffering the after-effects of the ritual; Stiles thinks they’re both reasonable theories, except for the part where Derek Hale is the only thing that can take his nightmares away and it seems that fact is no coincidence.
I HATE STEREK I don’t want to know what it feels like to be so giddy you think you’re throwing up. I don’t want to know what it feels like to feel utter devotion and endearment. I don’t want to know what it feels like to have mutant butterflies in your stomach. I don’t want to know what it feels like to love
My, What Big Shoulders You Have (The Better to Help You Carry the Weight) by @isthatbloodonhisshirt
Commissioned by the amazing @kyungsung !! Ahhh this project was so much fun. Thank you Kyungsung for being so sweet and commissioning this from me ;o; I LOVE YOU! AND I AM HONORED!!! Literally a dream come true to get to make art for my favorite writer in the universe ;o;
ALSO SPECIAL THANKS TO THE BEST CHEERLEADER IN THE WORLD! AND THE EVIL (not evil) MASTERMIND BEHIND THIS FANTASTIC STORY, ELLA. Ella I know I tell you daily but I LOVE YOU. You are the sweetest human in the world and I’m obsessed with you.