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Aziraphale is drowning himself while Crowley tries to help through his infatuation, frustration, and confusion. Finally, the dam breaks.
“Crowley shakes his head a little, resetting himself, moving back from the intoxication of Aziraphale’s pulse.
When he meets Aziraphale’s eyes, it’s with purpose.
“Say it.”
Aziraphale blinks. “Say what?”
“Aziraphale.” Crowley has never pleaded before, but he does now. It goes straight to Aziraphale’s head, more than gin ever could.”
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Wilson tricks House into participating in a bachelor auction to benefit the hospital.
Bookmarked by crowleys_pockets
04 May 2026
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(Includes fanart!)
“Wilson?”
House shifted, slow and deliberate, letting his head slide down until it rested in Wilson’s lap with a careless plop. He lay there on his stomach like a man surrendering to gravity, his hands clutching Wilson's thigh— head lifted, pale eyes fixed on Wilson’s. The light caught on his face just right, making the alcohol-flushed pink burn against the faint gray of exhaustion.
“Let’s get married,” House slurred.
Wilson froze for a heartbeat. His cheeks tinted, Lips parting, then closed them again. He knew better—it was drunk, delirious babbling — but House’s eyes held a rare kind of clarity, the kind that lodged itself behind Wilson's ribs.
“I’ll even wear m’wedding ring…” House added, voice slurring, “…once a year. Pinky promise.”
Wilson let out a quiet breath, his fingers finding their way into the mess of House’s hair, combing gently. “Slow down,” he murmured.“This is month seven.”
“Month seven of giving it a title,” House muttered, eyes half-lidded. “Month one ninety-three of homoerotic tension without one.” He clicked his tongue, shifting onto his side to face Wilson’s stomach. “Wealready took 'r sweet, sweet time.”
Bookmarked by crowleys_pockets
15 Apr 2026
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"Please, keep going" -- a missing scene (or continuation, even) from "Words and Deeds."
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07 Feb 2026
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‘House still seemed caught up in the previous events, so Wilson spoke up once more.
“Come on, let me help take it off your mind,” he offered suggestively. His left hand moved from his shoulder and instead cupped the side of his face, turning it to face him.’
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House has a bad day at work so Wilson decides to take care of him.
Bookmarked by crowleys_pockets
10 Jan 2026
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An entirely reasonable amount of mistletoe, according to House.
An entirely unreasonable number of kisses, according to Wilson.He rubbed a hand over his face, then looked back up at the mistletoe like it personally betrayed him. “I don’t even know where you got that much mistletoe,” he muttered.
House’s mouth quirked. “I have resources.”Bookmarked by crowleys_pockets
08 Jan 2026

