#hilson prompt

[wolpertingerprompts]

Hilson strangers - first meeting - homeless au:

Wilson and House have never met before. They both went to medical school and became doctors, but they work at different hospitals.

At some point before meeting Wilson, House loses his medical license and eventually winds up homeless. Maybe his pain killer addiction played a part (it depends on whether or not you want to delve into the subject).

Wilson is still an oncologist like he is in canon. One day he happens upon homeless!House somewhere. Maybe he has a sign asking for money. Maybe he isn't asking, but Wilson can still tell. Being the empathetic, bleeding heart that he is in canon, Wilson can't help but convince House to come home with him. House is resistant to accepting charity, but Wilson some how convinces him.

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H: "What do you want from me?"

W: Nothing. Just to know that you aren't outside freezing to death. And maybe your name.

H: Greg.

W: "Greg. Is there a last name to go with that?"

H:"Nah, just Greg. Like Madonna, or Cher."

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Eventually Wilson finds out House's last name and finally recognizes him as the brilliant doctor who lost his license and then dropped off the map.

[culverton]

[lab-trash]

Character B has a massive crush on Character A. They kick themself for it, since they're only friends— close friends— and there's no way Character A would ever be okay with it.

Except Character A already knows. In fact, they thought it was obvious. Just something they never spoke of. Maybe bc A was waiting for B to be ready to say it.

One day someone flirts with B, making then uncomfortable, and A is immediately on the offense. They tell them to back off. Because B already has feelings for someone.

B stumbles through a thank you, but saying they didn't have to, or didn't have to lie to them. Leading A to say something like "I think they deserve to know your heart belongs to me if they're going to be hitting on you like that," or something of the sort.

[ssaseaprince]

One thing about me is that I love to be sad, especially when reading fanfiction. Give me hurt/no comfort, main character death, angst, fighting, breakups, cheating, whump, heartbreak, injuries, ambiguous endings, unrequited love. The more it hurts, the better. I want to be sobbing into my pillow until I pass out from exhaustion. I want to have to take an hour long cold shower just to come back to reality. I want my heart to hurt so badly that I can't breathe. I want to be forced to take the day off work because I'm inconsolable. I want pain. I want anguish. I want to be questioning my entire life. I'm nothing if not a masochist.

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

Something has possessed me, and I want to participate in Whumptober. The prompts are SO GOOD, and I'd love to switch between Hannigram and Hilson. But like.. with what motivation 😭

[wahoo-venus]

hiiii *twirls hair* who wants to give me requests to write some short fics 🫶

[like-sands-of-time]

Hilson readers, has anyone read an angsty fic where House and Wilson were having a brokeback mountain style affair in the years between them meeting in NO and both getting jobs at PPTH, Wilsons still canonically a divorcé and there's Stacy but then idk something changes? 🤔

[gay-fauncologist]

Everyone send me wholesome prompts for Hilson art, I have art block but desperately need to draw my bois

This is time sensitive and I may or may not die if I don't pick up a pencil and make something majestic

[philipjohnclapp]

is the house rp discord 18+

Not exactly? But there’s some strict channels for 18+, and I think most of everyone is about 18 who does roleplay. I like to make it accessible for anyone.

[empress-of-hugs]

House Warming Domaystic, Day 1

Read on AO3 by clicking the title.

The door was opened on the second ring, revealing Chase. Before House could say anything, the younger man had already walked past him, heading straight for the kitchen where Wilson had been cooking something for the last hour or so. For the last fifteen minutes it had smelled absolutely delicious and House's patience to try it was waning. 

Just as he'd made his way back into the kitchen – where he received a gentle swat at his hand for reaching into the same pot Chase was munching out of – the doorbell rang again. 

Wilson looked up at him and gestured to his apron and the various pots and pans. "Could you get that?"

House snarled at him but stumbled back anyway. On the other side of the door stood Foreman, and House frowned. 

"Nice digs," Foreman said as he passed him, shoving a bottle of decent whiskey into House's hands as he did so. He followed the sounds of human interaction into the kitchen, followed closely by House. 

But before House had even managed to get halfway across the living room, the doorbell rang again. He grumbled but turned back anyway. 

Cuddy was there, joined by Cameron the moment he swung open the door. Cameron beamed. Not at him. Not at Cuddy. She just beamed. "Looks like Foreman and Chase are already here," she said as she extended a wine gift bag.

"Yes," House groused as the two women walked into his house with complete and utter disregard for his wishes, "but why are you all here?"

Half-turning around, Cameron gave him a surprised look. "Wilson  said you'd moved."

"Yes…" House nodded slowly, "and…?"

She looked at him as if he was the strange one. "We're here for the housewarming party."

"Housewarming party?" He repeated, seemingly to Cameron's dismay. 

"Yes! He planned this whole thing!"

"Wilson did?" Now it made sense. Now he knew why Wilson had shown up here carrying probably fifteen grocery bags. Now he knew why Wilson had been prepping and cooking ever since. Now he understood why Wilson had insisted on helping him decorate this place, on making it look, in Wilson's words, 'suitable'. His only friend was still trying to socialize him. House almost smiled as he shut the door. Wilson should know better by now.

Confident that the guest list couldn't have been expanded past these four, House puttered over to the kitchen. Whatever food Wilson had been slaving over had been plated and House followed Cuddy's example in scooping some up with a tortilla chip. 

Had he paid attention to the conversation before, all of it would have now slipped from his mind. Instead, House momentarily forgot how to breathe, and, coincidentally, how much pain he was in. After two blissful heartbeats, the world came rushing back in and House caught the tail-end of Cameron's question. 

"- decorated all of this? I love the colors in here!"

"Thank you," House and Wilson said in unison. House frowned and awkwardly looked away while Wilson smiled wide and pointed out a few more details about the kitchen. 

Instead, he reached for another tortilla chip and deftly avoided making eye contact with anyone as he proceeded to use the chips to shovel the entire dish’s worth of food into his mouth. In the background, he heard Wilson offer a tour of the house, or rather, ‘a tour of House’ –a slip-up that was mercifully ignored by the guests. 

As they all shuffled out of the kitchen, House reached for the next closest dish and grabbed a fork. The tortilla chips weren’t cutting it anymore. He heard the group wander from room to room as Wilson talked about his decoration choices and leaving out all the times he’d ignored House’s wishes. The bathroom was tiled heather blue because Wilson said it looked nice. There were plants in there because Wilson said they looked good there. Right now, Cuddy and Chase were discussing the care for said plants – and taking bets on how long it would take House to kill it. In the kitchen, House just shook his head and opened the bottle of whiskey that Foreman had brought. 

The group progressed through his new house, and House progressed through his new bottle of whiskey. By the time Wilson had guided the visitors back into the kitchen, House was several glasses deep into his bottle. Wilson sighed and grabbed the bottle, pouring each of them a glass before begrudgingly filling up House’s glass one last time – which emptied out the bottle. 

Wilson held up his glass. “A toast,” he said. “And a confession. I invited everyone over here because I have an announcement to make. Greg and I are in love. He's still refusing to admit it, so I found him a new place to live and in the course of helping him move, I moved myself in as well." He raised his glass in House's direction. "And I'm not leaving until you say 'I love you' too."

A few chuckles filled the otherwise silent room. Chase and Foreman exchanged a few twenty-dollar bills and Cameron looked like someone had just run over a little kitten. House sighed. “Amusing. Is that why I found your dirty toenail clippings on the bathroom counter this morning?” 

Wilson slowly lowered his glass. “Those were yours,” he said with emotion in his voice. “You left them on my pillow last night.” 

“Oh. Right.” He squinted through the mild haze of whiskey. His leg didn’t hurt so much right now, but the alcohol still did a good job of obscuring his better judgment. “So, if I say I love you too, you’ll leave?” 

Wilson let out an exasperated breath. “I would hope you wouldn’t want me to.” 

“If I loved you,” House clarified.

“If you loved me,” Wilson confirmed. 

Cuddy threw up her arms and set her empty glass down. “Whatever you do, leave me out of it. I can’t keep you both employed if you’re together.” She turned on her heels and left the kitchen, but not before lightly shoving House. “This is your chance,” she whispered. “Don’t you mess this up again.” 

She was quickly followed by Cameron who explained with teary eyes that as much as she wanted to stay and help, she didn’t want to lose her ride. House watched her go, sniffling into her sleeve. 

He then turned his eyes to the two remaining stragglers. “You two. Who won?” 

They looked at each other for a moment, lips quivering slightly. “If we tell you,” Chase said with a chuckle in his voice, “Wilson will skin us alive.” 

House shrugged. “I’ll fire you.” 

Foreman walked over, leaning in close as he spoke. “I, don’t care. Fire me. It’s worth it.” He looked up and caught Wilson’s terrified stare. Foreman shrugged again. “But I won’t do that to a friend.” He motioned for Chase to follow him and left the kitchen. Chase hesitated for only a moment before he followed. 

“Sorry House,” he said sheepishly as he passed. House ignored him. 

When the house he apparently shared with Wilson was finally empty save for the two of them, he got up and limped over to where Wilson stood. His soft, brown eyes were watery, the look on his face one of abject terror. “You’re gonna reject me,” he breathed. “After all these years, after all that I’ve done, you’re about to reject me.” It seemed a relief washed over him, a certainty that at last his long wait was over. “Just… make it quick.” 

House couldn’t help but nod sharply. “If I say that I love you, you’ll leave. So I decided I won’t ever say it.” He turned around and headed for his bedroom. Turning one last time, he gestured to the kitchen in its entirety. “Clean up all this crap. If you wanted to stay here, you should’ve just cooked food for me. Don’t ever invite everyone over like that again. It’s better when it’s just you and me.”

[gayjameswilson]

#2 for the writing ask because I feel like that embodies my life rn.

2. This was a mistake

“We shouldn’t have done this. This was a mistake,” Wilson groaned, hiding his face in his hands.

“So? Nobody has to know,” House responded casually.

The two of them were lying in bed together, naked as could be, after having sex at a trashy motel off the side of the highway. They had intentionally chosen someplace nobody would ever go looking for them.

“House, I had sex with you while I am married. Do you know how many repercussions come with that?” Wilson sighed.

“I wouldn’t know — I haven’t married every woman I see just to fuck other guys.”

Wilson glared at House.

“Asshole,” he grumbled. “I’m going to have to tell Bonnie.”

“Really? You want a second divorce?”

“Hey, a divorce isn’t guaranteed, here.”

House had the audacity to look amused.

“Yeah. I’m sure she’ll understand why you snuck off to a shitty motel somewhere to fuck your male best friend into the mattress. That constitutes for a very healthy marriage,” House deadpanned.

Wilson sighed.

“God. I shouldn’t have done this.”

“Well, then, why did you?”

“Because I like you! Romantically! And when we started kissing like that, I got so caught up in it that I invited you here! And I really enjoyed this!” Wilson huffed.

House laughed.

“Yep. Sounds like a divorce is in your future.”

Sighing, Wilson shifted over to snuggle against House, who hugged Wilson close.

“A divorce would probably be for the best. I don’t think I’m even attracted to women.”

“I never would have guessed,” House said sarcastically.

“Yeah, yeah. Shut up,” Wilson huffed playfully.

“Still think this was a mistake?” House asked.

“Anybody who has sex with you has made a mistake,” Wilson teased.

“Asshole,” House grinned. “You’re lucky I like you romantically too.”

“Good. You better,” Wilson chuckled. “I’ll tell Bonnie what happened when I get home. She deserves better than me. We were already on the brink of divorce, too.”

“Good idea. Plus, that means I get you all to myself,” House said cheerfully.

“You’re a lucky man,” Wilson said, hoping that in the long run, this wasn’t as big as a mistake as he initially thought it was.

[binary-star-lilies]

Day 13: Oceanic.

(pretend this isn’t late)

I originally did a drawing for this day’s prompt, but I was unsatisfied so scrambled to get this done. It’s definitely messy, but I really enjoyed working on it, so I don’t mind. 

Fandom: House M.D

Paring(s): Greg House/James Wilson

Characters: Greg House, James Wilson

Warnings: None

It’s just fluff :).

Oceanic

House walks out into the kitchen yawning and stretching as Wilson looks up. “I thought you’d at least be asleep for another hour” he says and goes back to whatever he was doing, which was  upon further investigation making breakfast.

House grumbles something indistinctly and sits down by the round dining table adjacent to the kitchen. Wilson had picked the place to stay, and it included a view to the ocean from the joint kitchen dining area.

House has always had a complex relationship with water, but even he could admit that the way the sun's rays caress the ocean horizon in the early august morning was quite nice.

“Did you sleep well?” Wilson asks glancing up from the pan and House nods, “I did, except for the fact I woke up in the middle of the night freezing because someone thought it was a good idea to only have one duvet”.

Wilson rolls his eyes and flips the pancake he was frying, “You could just have gotten out of bed to get one before we went to sleep” he notes.

House shakes his head making a clicking noise with his tongue disapprovingly he responds, “I have a bum leg”.

Wilson laughs lightly and says “Then you could have woken me up”.

House pouts sarcastically, standing up he counters, “Maybe I didn’t want you to be all grouchy in the morning, you get that way when you don’t get your beauty sleep”.

Wilson swats Houses hand away from the plate of pancakes, “Admit defeat, you didn’t want to wake me up because you liked the forced proximity by lack of extra bedding”.

House rolls his eyes, “I don’t need an excuse to cuddle”.

Wilson narrows his eyes, “Then why does a convenient one always come up then?”.

House shrugs and Wilson wafts his hand away from the pancakes again. “The mysteries of the universe” House snarks as Wilson pours the last of the pancake batter on the pan.

“Could you maybe set the table instead of standing there like a dog begging for food?” Wilson asks and House scoffs.

“Fine” after House lingers on the word for a suitable amount of time, the kitchen falls silent except for the ambient sounds of ocean waves crashing and cars motors buzzing peacefully outside.

House slides the fancy blue ocean themed placemats that Wilson had cooed over their first night here and stacks plates and cutlery and neatly places them on the table.

Wilson places the pancakes on the table along with maple sirup and chocolate spread, House smiles quietly to himself at the sight of the somewhat mangled blueberry smiley faces in the pancakes.

“I’m glad you appreciate my effort” Wilson says warmly and sits down at the table, House serves Wilson and then himself responding, “Of course I do, I’ve always done so”

Raising a brow Wilsons grabs the chocolate spread and says, “Well you haven’t always made it known”

“Hmmm, I think I have” House retorts, mouth half full.

Wilson chuckles softly and looks out the window at the dark blue light almost turquoise by the sun, “It’s a shame we only have 2 days left”.

Following Wilsons eye line and joining in watching the ocean, House nods, “We can always come back, or vacation somewhere else”

Wilson smiles and looks over to House. “Thank you” he says and House furrows his brows in mild confusion.

Wilson though doesn’t say anything further just goes back to staring at the calm water foaming white as the small waves break against the beach every now and again. There’s such enjoyment in savoring the quiet simple moments of sunrise orange and oceanic blue.

[rainbowlack]

Hilson Fic Prompt: "Body Shots"

5–6 chapters.

Each chapter explores a different type of body shot:

Chucking something with the full force of one's body. This is when House and Wilson first meet, when a struggling Wilson breaks a stained glass mirror, gets arrested, and bailed out.

Drinking small alcohol beverages off of someone's torso. In which it is Wilson's bachelor party for his second marriage. House hires a male stripper to fuck with Wilson, and bets $30 that Wilson won't do body shots off oh him. Wilson, of course, takes the bet, so that he can fuck with House. However, with each shot, it gets more difficult not to imagine this lean, stubbled stripper as Wilson's (for lack of a better word) best friend. House, of course, had already betted $30 with every other attendee that Wilson would do body shots off of a male stripper.

Pictures of one's body. House has just had his infarction; here Wilson sees him at his most vulnerable, sees his raw beauty, and that very image, of what could be, of love itself—that image is what haunts and has haunted James Wilson since the meeting in New Orleans.

Gunshots. In which House's blood stains his office carpet, and Wilson must face the truth; they will both die some day, and he can't live another day without having known what it felt like—the sensations of loving Gregory House.

And then, two endings. Doing either or both would work:

Medical infusion. In which Wilson is getting chemo, at his most vulnerable, where Gregory House sees him at his rawest, and must face the same truth Wilson did.

Bodily fluids. They fuck.

[housethemd]

My headcanons for a 2024(ish) House MD (self indulgent sorrysorry)

- House is canonically bisexual, and instead of hookers (or maybe as well as) he’s very open about his Tinder/Grindr hookups.

- Wilson is still a closet case, somehow. All his friends are queer, he is very active as an ally, but has somehow not figured it out. He even has little pride flags in his office pencil holder.

- Cuddy is a lesbian, she and House still flirt for funsies (worth noting I think her and House still had a one night stand in college before she came out, prompting a running joke that sex with House turned her into a lesbian)

- Chase goes viral on twitter (X) when he starts live tweeting House’s antics during DDx’s (his handle is @thataussiedoc and all his DDx tweets are tagged #mycrazyboss)

- The ducklings make tiktok videos when they don’t have a case. The first time House catches them they are expecting him to call them idiots or throw them out of the DDx room, but instead he joins them. Cue House doing a hilarious tiktok dance.

- Non-binary Thirteen my beloved

- Foreman plays Pokemon Go

- House gets a Nintendo Switch for his office so he can game in there, and when forced to go do clinic duty switches to handheld mode

- House and Kutner will game together when they don’t have a case

- There is a PPTH Diagnostics Dept. Discord server

- Foreman hates Apple products

- Cameron has one of those rainbow pins that says “you’re safe with me” she wears on her white coat

- House learns Gen Z slang and spends an entire episode talking exclusively in it - and everyone else is left trying to piece together what he’s saying

- House is canonically autistic but it only comes out during “Lines in the Sand” or similarly themed episode. I feel like either Chase or Foreman get snippy during the DDx and makes a muttered, offhand comment about House, something to the effect of “yeah well maybe you have autism too” and House is like “well duh.” They spend the rest of the episode approaching the other ducklings, Wilson, etc about how they feel, now that they know that House has autism only to be met with general indifference. Maybe it ends when they go to Cuddy and she reminds them what a great doctor House is and all that and eventually they are forced to confront their own internalized ableism.

- PPTH definitely has a float in the pride parade every year

- Chase plays Among Us

- Lesbian Cameron but also CompHet. Like the first couple seasons she hasn’t figured it out yet.

- Hilson is absolutely made canon at some point

I told you they were self indulgent. Might reblog to add more as I think of them!

[redgoldblue]

Fic Writing Review 2023 🌈

tagged by @itwoodbeprefect - i have also been thinking about this so thank you for taking the initiative!

tagging @faorism @gallantrejoinder if you'd care to do this in any form (including as writing/art review)!

Words and Fics (on ao3) 📚

words posted: 52,220, apparently. Which is actually... basically last year's but minus 10k because I didn't do H50 Big Bang this year, because med school. most things in my life now can be stated as 'because med school'. (actually I just realised I didn't do it last year either, but that was because I was already finishing a 10k H50 fic. so my point stands)

fics posted: either 6 or 29, depending on whether one counts the advent calendar as one fic or 24. plus 3 posted only on Tumblr.

first fic: love don't treat you like that (babe, I'm letting you know) (H50). on the NINTH of january, apparently. i've already lost my first-fic-of-the-year contest to last year, unless i unexpectedly finish something today.

last fic: Advent Calendar 2023 / ...Zaph Kilkane, the pre-eminent climate scientist of the 22nd century...

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Ships and Fandoms ⚓

would you believe I literally did not repeat a fandom this year, outside of the advent calendar. and this year's AC had the most fandoms since 2019.

Hawaii Five-0 (McDanno)

NCIS: LA (Sallen)

Starsky & Hutch (S/H)

House MD (Hilson)

MASH (Punnihawk)

and then AC-only ones:

Star Trek (Spirk)

The Man From UNCLE (Napollya)

911 (Buddie)

Due South (i don't know ship names. are there ship names? Fraser/RayK)

Good Omens (Azcrow)

Leverage (thiefsome)

Almost Paradise (Ernesto/Alex. alesto. i'm coining it)

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Top 5 Fics by Kudos 🏆

I mean, I have 6 posted fics that can be kudosed separately.

love don't treat you like that (babe, I'm letting you know) (H50)

When You're Loving Me (That's When I'm Loving You) (NCIS: LA)

Advent Calendar 2023 (see above. nine fandoms)

my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime / could never do you justice in reason or rhyme (House MD)

Finding A Cure In You (S&H)

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Top 5 Favorite Fics 💖

okay, I'm going to count distinct chapters of the advent calendar for this. in no particular order and subject to mood change:

When You're Loving Me (That's When I'm Loving You) (NCIS: LA) - I cited this as a contender for my favourite fic I've written a couple months ago, so obviously it has to go in the year's. what can i say, fake dating is an immaculate trope, and this also all came onto the page very easily which is always vaguely miraculous.

there you go pulling me right back in (H50) - sometimes vague prompts i've had down for ages write up as something that's. fine, but a bit clunky, and I just have to move on bc it's the advent calendar and a new fic each day. sometimes I start writing them and they spring into life with joyous delight. or in this case, uninhibited grumpiness and love.

singing yesterday's songs wishing i could be with you tonight (MASH) - the one that didn't make it into the top 5 kudosed, I assume partially due to being locked and partially due to being a serious tone, not terribly shippy, and Peg POV. But I've had some version or other of it for a long time, it's one of those stories I'm genuinely proud of, and I was glad to finally post it.

Totally Normal (Due South) - it's fun. it was fun. I was slightly nervous about it, because the only prior Due South thing I'd written was Dief POV and this was Fraser and RayK POV and the first time writing either of those, but it turns out watching + liveblogging four and two seasons, respectively, of a character in four months is. enough to cement their voices in my head. it was unexpectedly easy and also. fun.

Festive Spice (MUNCLE) - i just think it epitomises the advent calendar. in the words of coolbreezemage, 'yesssss bake cakes and kiss your partner'.

HMs:

Finding A Cure In You (S&H) - this doesn't make it to the above list due to the fact that I haven't actually managed to reread it since I posted it. but just for the amount of time I spent with it, how different it is to my usual M.O. of writing, and the weird way I wrote it (entirely in the notes app, with almost zero rereading while writing), I have to somehow mention it.

A Thousand Words / To Be Spared (Good Omens) - I don't know if they're favourite but I do think they're good. and the format of to be spared was pleasingly experimental and i think it worked.

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Fandom Fic Events 🤝

also the Starsky & Hutch SHarecon zine! which the zine still holds copyright on, but will be posted in April.

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Projects for 2024 👀

mmm gonna sort this differently and also ramble

Ones that will definitely be finished in 2024 and if they aren't you have free rein to come to my house and tie me to a chair come November: MUNCLE wip, The Unwitting Truth Affair/The Honesty Affair, I haven't actually decided which title yet;

Starsky & Hutch, the still-unnamed Huggy & Pete wip.

Ones I have both hope and some amount of faith will be finished in 2024 and if they aren't you have free rein to come into my inbox and harass me about them: Hawaii Five-0 wip, Much Ado About Something (*salutes squares*);

other Hawaii Five-0 wip, state of disrepair. yes, I'm manifesting state of disrepair 2024. probably november/december 2024, but i'm manifesting it anyway;

Leverage wip, all that I want is a kind heart to haunt

Ones I would like to be finished in 2024, and if my brain decides it likes them might be, but all you have free rein for is to politely ask me about them once per business month: Hawaii Five-0 cath/steve/danny pwp, Wait A Minute Let Me Take You There;

horny S&H wip, Previews Of Your Body Driving Me Insane;

S&H Vanessa coda, so cordial / so rotten (don't ask me);

Good Omens wip, love won't you be as you've always been

Ones I don't expect to finish in 2024 but would like to get some words down in: angsty S&H wip, Relentless As The Rain;

ridiculous undercover H50 wip, Four Seasons of Love;

other ridiculous H50 wip, The Irritating, Annoying, Infuriating, (Effective) Seduction Techniques of One Steven J. McGarrett;

SPN ..wip? depending on the time limit on 'progress'?, Smells Like Turpentine.

vague thoughts: i'd like to write a full-length (for whatever value of that. the AC ones actually were full-length, especially the second one, but what I really mean is AC-independent) due south fic. they're very weird and i enjoyed writing them, and I'd also like to write something with RayV in it. maybe if I successfully inspired @itwoodbeprefect to write new ds, when she does that it will inspire me to write something, and we can set up a ping-pong game. no, wait, that's mixing fandoms.

I expect more MUNCLE fic. this one's already 3.5k and rocketing along, and i'm only two-thirds of the way through season 1. what form that will take i don't know at this stage but we'll see.

....i was discussing the vague concept of house/h50 crossover fic with squares literally yesterday and on the one hand I haven't written a crossover since 2014 and also don't want that to be my legacy, but on the other hand i think there is at least a 50% chance it's going to stick in the back of my brain and keep niggling.

[microwavedmetal]

Hilson fic recs (part 4)

Kinda specific fic list that are mostly in Wilson's POV. Themes go from jealousy/pining, to worry, determination (in the 'go get him gurl' way), then sadness/grief (in that order)

Destination Unknown by alternatealto

(16K)

Wilson is determined not to screw up his relationship with Sam this time around. But suddenly he has someone else on his mind -- the only problem is, he doesn't know who.

Gone Midnight by Cardio Necrosis

Wilson didn't look altogether well, but he figured that was what he got for drinking so much. And for blurting his feelings out for House. Multiple times. While licking his face.

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Shooting at the Walls of Heartache by evila_elf

(3K)

Wilson becomes abruptly clingy, House wants to know why

Die For You by sentpri

(2K)

"House, I'd die for you."

"And I'd live for you."

After a nightmare, James Wilson seeks solace in the source of his worst fears.

Passing Afternoon by intentionally_dense

2 works serie (2K each)

After Amber's death, Wilson realizes he can't walk away from House.

Broken by intentionally_dense

(6,5K)

Amber arrives in the Princeton-Plainsboro ER with head trauma and amnesia after a bus crash.

When the bus driver starts showing concerning symptoms, Wilson and the team discover that House isn't answering his phone.

Friends by intentionally_dense

(4K)

A part of House died as Wilson walked past him and out the door. Out of his life.

And no matter how Wilson felt about him, he couldn’t let that happen.

“Wilson!”

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Evasion by Nemesis (ThetaSigma)

(5K)

Written for the get_house_laid prompt 066. House/Wilson -- Wilson is dropping hints. House appears oblivious. Wilson drops subtlety; House still appears oblivious... though he's not surprised when Wilson finally jumps him.

Finished by l57371

(32K)

Wilson's done denying it. House isn't.

Wilson's Five Point Plan by menolly_au

Wilson wants to stay with House, and he has a five point plan to make it happen.

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Not On My Watch by Arwen Jade Kenobi

For all purposes, James Wilson died on that motorcycle with Gregory House