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    They know now. They all know. This isn’t going away, as much as he keeps hoping to wake up from another hallucination. There’s nothing to do but bite the bullet - so to speak- and Wilson could be an ally. The conversation is happening, the secrets are out, and House needs to know that Wilson’s going to be with him, even if he’d never admit it he wants that. Wilson’s staring at him with waves of ‘wanting to talk about it’ coming off him like radiation off the elephant's foot and so, with an uneven sigh, House asks, “What are we talking about first?”
    Wilson’s jaw sets, his eyes darken unblinkingly as he leans ever further forward, “Are you suicidal?”
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    As it turns out, all it takes are two bullets to rip open the closet doors and send every one of House's skeletons crashing out for all to see. Secrets that change how everyone looks at him, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad if everyone didn't include Wilson.

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    02 Apr 2026

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    FUCK YEAH

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    “Wilson!” he calls, willing to concede if only to understand what the hell is going on. “You can stop now! You win!”

    “Hm?” Wilson reappears in the doorway, knotting some hideously patterned tie. “If this is about the poker game I know you cheated on—”

    “This prank,” House says, gesturing all around the apartment. “You got me, you don’t have to—”

    But in the action of waving his hand around, his gaze catches on a shiny glint on his finger. He blinks at it. Once, twice. It can’t be.

    He’s wearing a wedding ring.

    Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Wilson place his hands on his hips, roll his eyes. There’s a similar band on his left hand, fourth finger—the designated marriage finger. The sight is not unfamiliar to House, what with Wilson’s endless stream of wives, but House has never seen a matching ring on his own hand. Certainly not one that matches Wilson’s.

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    Or, where House wakes up in an alternate universe where he and Wilson are married.

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    27 Feb 2026

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    Good stuff

  3. Rec 74

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    “Oh, House,” Wilson gasps.

    House bristles at the stricken tone, even as his cheeks warm with his friend’s concern. He just knows Wilson is giving him that stupid kicked puppy look, and it’s a shame he has no cane to smack it off his face.

    Still, he agrees with the sentiment. ‘Oh, House,’ indeed. Even in his current state, the raw implications of two broken arms on a cripple are harrowing.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    HOLY MOLY THIS FIC IS SO SO GOOD!!!!

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    Steve finds that the only thing worse than wanting to kill yourself- is trying to kill yourself, and failing.

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    18 Jan 2026

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    Lowk this slaps

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    In which Eddie wants nothing more than to give Steve the gentle kindness he deserves.

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    Apparently, when given the ability to feel comfortable about it, Steve was clingy as fuck. He was all wandering hands and his cheek on Eddie’s shoulder and hips pressed into hips and lingering looks and those horrible jock hugs with the slap on the back at the end and, and - Eddie felt like dying.

    “I feel like I’m dying, Robin,” Eddie whines; rubbing his hands down his face.

    “You’re so dramatic,” Robin says with an eye roll so powerful he’s surprised she doesn’t fall over by sheer force.

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    17 Jan 2026

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    OUGH