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    PECEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - Ahead of you, Kim is stretching. The lean muscles of his bare shoulders shift as he bends down in a toe-touch before you start. His control over his body is unmatched. He straightens, adjusting his glasses, and starts running.

    PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT [Medium: Success] - He’s been holding out on us. This is a man with a fine physique.

    ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Maybe this wasn’t a mistake after all?

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    05 Jan 2026

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    “Finish it out,” he grits between clenched teeth. “Go on. Ask it.”

    Nolan shifts in his seat. “Are or are you not attracted, at the very least, to Wilson?”

    House knocks his forehead against his cane. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

    [In which Nolan pulls at the Wilson thread, and House can't stop it all from unraveling. Repression is a hell of a drug.]

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    08 Jan 2025

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    "There was something else I was going to ask you," Aziraphale continued, unabashed. "Ah… How to put it?" He tapped his hand on his thigh for a moment, and then apparently found inspiration. "Ah! When you're…" Crowley made the mistake of making eye contact with him, and Aziraphale gave him another outrageous wink. "Dining out… What cutlery do you prefer to use?"

    "I'm sorry?" Crowley said pleasantly, trying his best not to cause anything in the dining room to catch aflame in his frustration.

    Aziraphale gave him a reproachful stare, as if Crowley were being very stupid. "When you're eating, Crowley. Do you favour the… The knife?" Aziraphale actually glanced conspicuously at his own crotch, and Crowley considered leaving the dining room via the nearest window. "Or the spoon?" Another raised eyebrow. "Or even, let's say, a fork?"

    "What the fuck is the fork in this situation?" Crowley hissed through gritted teeth.

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    Aziraphale mentions that he'd like to have sex with Crowley. Crowley is completely taken-aback, and very conflicted, and very interested. Aziraphale is also trying to kill him by using elaborate food metaphors to explain the whole subject, which is not helping in the slightest.

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    15 Dec 2024

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    Based on imagine-hannigram's prompt:

    Imagine Will calling Hannibal’s cell phone after he’s incarcerated just to hear Hannibal’s voice on his voicemail.

    Imagine Will leaving Hannibal voicemails about how he wishes things had turned out differently. Imagine Will spilling his heart out to Hannibal’s voicemail, assuming that the man himself will never hear them.

    Imagine Hannibal listening to these messages.

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    11 Nov 2024

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    One of them has to bend. Hannibal decides it should be him.

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    11 Nov 2024