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Step up fast, and be the first girl to make me throw this cash by waffleman
Fandoms: House M.D.
17 Jul 2026
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“My getting up is not related to your stunt of breaking into a cripple’s home and sabotaging his rest. I need to pee.” He says.
Wilson offers a heartfelt nod. “Good to know you're not too shaken by the trauma.” He responds.
Their eyes meet as House crosses through the doorway, and they share a smile. Wilson’s wearing his fancy winter cologne, because of course he’s enough of a metrosexual to coordinate his smell to the changing seasons.
It’s warm and rich, and it feels like him.
Or, House and Wilson attend various different events, chaos ensues at varying levels. The line between platonic and romantic begins to blur.
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25 Jul 2026
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I keep a record of the wreckage of my life by callmepasta
Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)
02 Mar 2024
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Reid was fully crying, now, sobs shaking his shoulders and burning in his throat as he curled on himself as much as he could, trying to reduce the places where Hotch could hit him. He pressed his face on the floor. It smelled like alcohol and aggressive cleaning products. It made him sick, and he felt the acre taste of bile mixing with the coppery one of blood on his tongue. Why was this happening to him? Hotch had a plan, he knew it. He was sure of it: he needed to take the gun and shoot Philip Dowd (...) But there was no gun
After the hostage situation in the E.R. with Philip Dowd, Spencer's mind play tricks on him during the night. Hotch comes to the rescue of the young FBI agent.
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17 May 2026
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The Many times Hotch was a Dad to Spencer.
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16 May 2026
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For all the things that Spencer remembers so vividly about those two days, the one that keeps coming back to him over and over again is the crack his glasses made as he hit the ground. The arm had snapped as the left side of his face crashed into the hard earth. The broken end dug into his temple, raw edges of the plastic slicing open his skin. The corresponding lense had cracked from the outside edge, fractures spreading across his vision.
Spencer has to get new glasses after his previous pair broke in that corn field. This small, seemingly insignificant change is the catalyst that drags him deeper into the chasm of trauma he's been trying to drown out since Georgia.
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16 May 2026
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His alarm goes off while it’s still dark. Spencer only flicks on enough lights to see, not to be comfortable. He doesn’t want to have the opportunity to look at himself, to find something to hate. In his head he repeats last night's poem, because if he hears others’ words he can’t hear his own.
And then, in the morning, crowds surrounded / Herot, warriors coming to that hall / From faraway lands, princes and leaders / Of men hurrying to behold the monster’s / Great staggering tracks…
Spencer on how everyone sees him, and Hotch on how he's wrong.
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16 May 2026