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He has no idea why Jamie stayed. They’re friendly, but they’re not friends. They’re not suited to being friends. Adam had tried to be friends at first but, and he will say it again, they were not made to be the bestest best friends. They’re made to work together. And work together well. Really well. But a drink out? At a bar? As friends? Bros? Whatever the fuck?
Nah.
A drink for work is as good as they’re gonna get.
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Lucy Lawless was hot, that was why he was getting hard watching Xena with Dave. That was it. Right?
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Fandoms: 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
24 Sep 2024
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“You don't have to answer if you don’t want to, of course. But I find myself curious.” Hal pauses, ever so colloquial, ever so detailed and conversational; but his voice is very deliberate when he says, “Are you sexually attracted to me, Dave?”
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28 Mar 2026
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On an undercover OP gone awry, Doc Venture ends up playing house with his former bodyguard turned full time agent Brock Samson. Masquerading as a happily married couple, with two rambunctious teenage boys, the deception is both too easy, and a little too close to the truth.
Set in late Season Five.
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17 Jan 2026
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Wilson said, “So we’re just two friends who want to have sex with each other, who aren’t going to do anything about it.”
Spoken with the incredulity of a beautiful person with low impulse control. House shrugged.
“We’ve been that for years. Why mess with success?”
Wilson was looking at his mouth. He sounded strained. “I don’t think what we’re doing qualifies as success.”
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29 Dec 2025
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Brock wasn’t historically his type, but he didn’t think much about it. He had arms like a ten-car pileup and an ass like a clingstone peach, and that kind of thing transcended gender. The guy half-listened to his ancient stories, humoured him when pressed and made him breakfast a couple times a week. Doc knew couples who got by on less.
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27 Dec 2025
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A siren sounds in his chest, warns him, look away, before you fall in too deeply. Before you cannot stop yourself any longer.
Fuck off, he tells the siren. I am a dying man.
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25 Nov 2025