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Guys trust he’s so teddy bear coded

“aww! my comfort character is so soft!”

the comfort character in question:

Holy shit this is so in character oh my god

Turns out, Wilson thinks he’s gay.

He drops that bomb on a Thursday night, sitting on House’s couch, where they’re splitting a greasy pizza and a large order of onion rings. Wilson’s not nearly drunk enough for it to be a joke, is the thing. His hands and voice are steady when he explains how it’s haunted him since he was a teenager, how he ran from it and into three failed marriages, how he cheated because he liked the thrill of the chase but was always unsatisfied with the outcome. He wants to tell the important people in his life to ask them for support in this new era, and House is the first one to know.

And yeah, it could explain things. A lot of things. Like the haircare routine, the regular mani/pedis, the shoe collection. This wouldn’t surprise many people. But House isn’t sure he believes him.

Still, Wilson is his best friend, so he tries.

He doesn’t interrupt the first time he sees Wilson getting a little too close and smile-y with a male nurse. (He interrupts the second time, because he knows that nurse is a vegetarian, and House can’t have that influencing Wilson’s cooking and takeout habits.)

He doesn’t sabotage Wilson’s first date with another man. (He does steal Wilson’s phone the next morning and delete the guy’s text asking for a second date, because anyone asking so soon is desperate, and Wilson can do better.)

He tells Wilson which shirts, ties, and pants make him look gay, only this time, he means it positively. He starts TiVoing Queer as Folk for them, instead of The L Word. He offers Wilson poppers one weekend, then has to explain what they are, and how he came to find out about them in the first place (he used to rave in the 80’s, so what?).

House is being supportive, really. Even if he still doesn’t totally buy that Wilson is actually gay.

Mostly, he doesn’t think Wilson is gay because nothing changes.

Wilson still comes over most nights to watch trash TV and drink beer. He still dutifully drops his responsibilities at work, albeit briefly, to provide a diagnostics consult, or to assist in some borderline illegal scheme. They still hang out, and argue, and laugh, and bicker, and celebrate wins together, and are there for each other in the quiet aftermath of loss. They’re still the same.

Maybe Wilson is just confused because he expected to have a wife and kids, and to live in the suburbs by now. Maybe he thinks the reason for this heteronormative failure is that he’s been chasing the wrong kind of tail, instead of the fact that he spends half his time at work and the other half with House, leaving no room for anything or anyone else. And maybe House should feel guilty about that, about robbing Wilson of the life he deserves and forcing him into a fake midlife sexuality crisis, but he doesn’t.

He sort of feels bad about that part, though—the fact that he doesn’t feel bad at all.

But he’s forced to acknowledge his faults when Wilson approaches him in his office one night, trembling before he can even get the words out, I can’t hide how I feel anymore, I need to tell you the truth.

House accepts that he’s selfish because he lets Wilson kiss him breathless, knowing Wilson will never be able to kiss anyone else like this again, knowing that when he tells Wilson to take him home, he’ll never be able to leave. Now he gets it all, the early mornings and the late nights, the warm beds and the cold shoulders, the biting words and the gentle apologies, and every jagged edge left will be weathered by time.

He understands that he’s greedy because he drinks up all the praises and pleading, every filthy word Wilson moans into his ear and whispers into his skin. There’s a lifetime of hunger behind it, a cosmic collision of pain and joy and grief and devotion. It’s a wine aged for twenty years between them, bottled want and yearning, poured into an overflowing glass.

He recognizes that he’s possessive, because he knows he’s got him now, and it's for good. There’s no more sharing attention, or waiting his turn, or swallowing the bitter bile of jealousy. Wilson will stray from any map to follow his true north.

So, whatever, maybe Wilson is lying about being gay, but at least House is honest about being worse.

What if you were a METH ADDICT, who came from an ABUSIVE HOUSEHOLD, and then you decided that you wanted to TRY AND BE GOOD (OR/AND FIND NEW DRUGS), so you went to a shady lab in MALAYSIA, and then you kinda DIED, and then you RESUSCITATED with GODLIKE POWERS, and some shady Russian blonde presented you with ADOPTION PAPERS, and saved you from your crushing evil alter ego depression with the POWER OF FRIENDSHIP-

I use the fuck out of those em dashes. This isn’t AI, this is me being illiterate and thinking it adds cunt juice to my writing!!

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Intro post :p

Hihi! I’m Tala Silas, some ppl call me Tank! I’m 15 (and a half) (yes I’m immature enough to add the half) and I’m a fucking NERD. I love love love love LOVE linguistics, I’m hard of hearing and an asl student. I’m based in the US!

Autistic, ADHD, hella traumatized and v anxious (yes I can use this experience for ff)

wlw but men are cool too!

My gender is none of ur business

Punk?? At least trying!

Tsalagi (uncultured asf tho, pls help me) and Sicilian gal from SoCal

I write fanfic! Rn I’m willing to write for almost anyone you request!

FANDOMS:

Deadly Class (comics)

Marvel (mcu) (heavy focus on Yelena and Bob)

The true lives of the fabulous killjoys (National Anthem and California)

Ethel Cain (idk who wants Ethel Cain ff but I guess I could write it?)

TWD (I’m on season 3 rn but I’ll update this page every time that changes)

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Im also SOOOOSOSOSO socially awkward but yeahhh

I’m a otherkin or therian but not a physical one

I’m a wolfdog!

Bjj girlie, aspiring archer (gotta get over the aversion to getting back into it tho)

DMS ARE OPEN! REQUESTS ARE OPEN! PLEASE TALK TO ME!!

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My main knowledge bases (please ask me abt them):

Leopard Sharks, Orcas, Great Whites

Sleep Token

Critical Race Theory (mostly out of boredom but always down to discuss)

Trauma and mental health in relation to political issues

Autism and ADHD

NBC Hannibal (2013-2015)

The Daniel tiger episode where they go to a crayon factory

Also please stop asking me about your family in Gaza I’m very sorry but I don’t know which ones are real and which ones aren’t. I’m very sorry I know your families are starving but mine is too, I cannot donate and I am more sorry that grifters are taking your plight and using it to scam others I truly am.

The “respectable young woman” you’re letting watch your children is actually a queer puppy drinking the rest of her salad dressing like it’s a shot because she’s bored while she thinks of what colors her ribbon skirt is gonna be and debates buying a collar

This!!

I can't even watch movies anymore and be normal about it