I had a dream I was telling House my head hurts and he asked me if it happens around men and when I said no he put a rainbow heart sticker on my forehead and said "congrats, you're just gay" and left the room.
"...He's a good doctor" says the man who is so sick with lust for House that he has let House ruin two of his marriages and in eight years will beg to be allowed to die on House's couch
you give so much character to hilson in just a couple of brush lines in ur sketches it's insane so all I can kindly request is them...(not even joking when I say I start to stim excitedly every time anything u post pops up🤕)
the actual canonical narrative justification for house mistreating wilson for seemingly nothing in exchange during the early seasons is that house was simply accumulating a debt of good turns like chuck e cheese tickets that he cashes in as one singular Big Favour. like sorry for making you deal drugs to me and stealing your salads or whatever. I’ll make it up to you by killing myself in your honor at the end ❤️
*sweet, caring oncologist with a manipulative streak and at least one divorce spends time with a sarcastic, deeply wounded guy with stalker tendencies and a horribly pessimistic worldview*
GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF M
(also i love how in My Babysitters a Vampire they give Erica a truck load of blood, and yet she still eats that wrestler three episodes later; Hannibal wishes he served food as well as Erica serves cunt.)
To me it doesn't matter whether House and Wilson are gay or bi or straight because it's not sexual attraction—there or not—that destines them to be together. Stacy left. Amber died. No one else was ever really right for either. The relationship between Cuddy and House was a long time coming, but it was never right. So, it's inevitable that when everything else in their lives gets stripped away, House and Wilson end up together bc whatever their relationship is, it's the strongest, longest, deepest connection either of them has.