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[marc--chilton]

(mgv) house initially rejects the possibility he's pregnant out of fear this one will have traumatic results like the first one, claiming his symptoms as resulting from literally anything else. even when his ducklings -- even the ones he didn't adopt -- start lingering around him. it's a classic sign of pregnancy as the carrying parent puts out pheromones that entices others into pack behavior as a way to keep them and the fetus safe.

and it's not like he doesn't want a pup. by the time this happens he's not called on any sex workers for ages, relying solely on wilson for his heats, and frankly he wouldn't mind having wilson's pups at all, he's totally sunk for the guy.

but he's scared. because things don't work out for him. he doesn't anticipate a happy ending, just outcomes in different degrees of unhappiness.

what if he loses it? what if he doesn't but it fractures his relationship with wilson? would wilson even want it? he's mentioned in passing how the thought of being a parent appeals to him, but would he still feel that way if the person carrying his pup isn't a cute omega like his last two wives? if it's house?

so house continues as though he's sure that he's not pregnant. still takes too much vicodin, pretends like the morning sickness is just from poor habits. it's not until wilson, after a long day of house struggling with himself and the current case, all but has to force house into a heart to heart. "this being hard for you isn't an excuse, house. take the test before it's too late. you can't get rid of it if it's too--"

and house reflexively snarls at the concept. "is that what you'd want me to do?"

and wilson pauses. examines the weary, curled form of house who can't meet his eye despite his teeth being bared because of him. asks softly, curious in a way that only comes from being friends with house. "would you do it if it was?"

there's little hesitation. but no joy. "if that's what it takes to keep you."

it's sad and touching and beautiful and awful. no matter how much house would enjoy having a pup with him, he wouldn't go through with it if it meant ruining their fucked up friendship in turn.

having a pup together..... certainly would change things. but wilson can see how good it could turn out, too. so he tells him such, approach cautious, purring and rumbling, scratching at house's stubble like the dog they always joke about him being. "what i want is for you to get tested. we can figure it out after we know what we're dealing with."

[dandy-dog]

real loyalty is not unfollowing when ur pal posts nonstop bullshit about the omegaverse. thank u solar i will "get down mr president" your ass in times of crisis, love u

I've said it before and I'll keep saying it, I'm here to support every flavour of your hyperfixations Marc and I DIDN'T HEAR ANY BELL 🥊🥊🥊

Be free... Live, laugh and love your best omegaverse life. Enjoy rotating your medical malpractice mgv men in your mind and I will fight the haters in the pit, I love you too <3

[phantomspiderr]

By Any Means ║ Part 5

Pairing: Joel Miller x *f!reader

Word Count: 1.4k+

Summary: bonding with Ellie had come easy now she'd let her walls down but it was odd how reconnecting with Joel had been awkward. Then again maybe a small gift could thaw out your fingers and your heart

Warnings/Tags: tlou hbo spoilers, trauma, canon level violence, cursing, mentions of death, yearning, FLUFF, more fluff I promise

a/n: honestly not ready for the show to end, wishing you all good luck watching it. I will cry like a baby like I have every week

*no real description of reader or gender as far as I know but I've written it with a female reader in mind

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“I can hear your teeth chattering from here,” you glance over the top of the old magazine you’d found on your travels.

“Yeah, that’s because it’s fucking freezing,” Ellie snaps at you. She’s curled in her sleeping bag, bundled in all of her clothes including her jacket with the hood up over her head, and she’s still shivering. You’re not much better, your sleeves are pulled over your hands, fingers only peaking out to turn the page when you’re done reading. Your knees are pulled up to your chest, legs loosely covered by your sleeping bag, and you can still feel the cold seeping into your bones.

“Here,” you reach to your side and grab Joel’s sleeping bag, which you’d already laid out for him when he came back, and ungraciously throw it over to Ellie, “use that till Joel’s back.”

A grumpy-looking Ellie sits up, shooting daggers your way for a second before she mumbles out a thanks. Then she’s unzipping the sleeping bag and draped it over herself before settling down again. You go back to your trashy magazine, reading about celebrities that are probably long dead or infected. There’s a long moment of silence between you, only the sounds of the wind blowing beyond the walls of the old, rotting shed you’d commandeered for the night. You and Ellie are camping out, while Joel insisted on scouting around the area for a second time.

“What’re you reading?” Ellie doesn’t move, her back still facing you.

“A magazine.” You mutter as your focus doesn’t shift from the words in front of you.

“I know it’s a magazine.” You’re convinced if you could see her face right now, she’d be rolling her eyes, “what are you reading about?”

“The mtv music awards,” she doesn’t respond this time, “what? Don’t know what they are?”

“Oh yeah, I know all about the mgv music award. We’d have that at the QZ all the time.”

Had it been a couple of weeks ago you’d think you were both being mean to each other, but in that time you’d actually grown quite fond of each other. Both having taken the time, now that you were officially part of whatever thing was going on, to get to know each other and bond—mostly over making fun of Joel. Each day she does something that seems to pull out another buried memory of Sarah, and part of you wonders if it’s the same for Joel.

“It’s mtv.” You correct and this time she turns her head to look at you, her eyes squinting before she flops back down.

“Will you just read it already.” You wait for a quiet moment, “please.”

You smile to yourself before flipping back the pages to the beginning of the story. This had become a habit on the nights when Ellie’s mind was too busy. Her thoughts were overwhelming and suffocating.

It had just happened one night after you’d found a small pile of magazines in some house you were passing through. You’d stuffed them into your pack and later that night after you had all eaten you’d pulled one out and started reading. Ellie had all types of questions which she’d ask continuously, always when you’d just started reading again after responding to her previous question. That’s when you just started reading it aloud to her. Eventually, she had moved to your side to look at the pictures littered on the pages, and before you knew it she was asleep. She’d looked so peaceful with her head propped against your shoulder. You’d even protested with Joel when he said he’d move her, so you could get some sleep too. Since then, any time Ellie couldn’t sleep you’d find her asking about the magazines, even when you weren’t reading them. Most of the time you would only get through a couple of paragraphs, maybe a page or two before she was fast asleep. You’d picked up on it quickly and never denied her that small comfort that got her to sleep.

So, you read. You quietly read a full three pages aloud, sure she was asleep after the first but just wanting to be sure. It’s only when there’s a gentle knock on the door that you stop, quickly and quietly you get up to remove the stuff that was blocking the door. Briefly looking over Ellie as you pass and confirming she is in fact completely passed out.

Joel silently passes by you once you’ve got the door opened, only offering a split-second smile when you first see each other.

“You okay?” It comes out as more of a whisper, the instinct to not disturb Ellie’s slumber seeping into your actions. 

“‘m fine,” Joel mutters as he not so gracefully, or quietly barricades the door again.

“So, was it all clear like I said?” You give him an amused look when he’s finally satisfied with the door and looks at you.

“No.” He states it so simply and your face sinks into disappointment but he smiles for a second. Clearly amused by your overconfidence. “Couple of infected hangin’ around in some of the buildings,” he can see the change in your face and he knows you’re going to make a fuss about him going alone, “it was fine. I took care of them and I’m fine.”

You both look at each other for a second, you’re squinting at him waiting to see if there’s more to the story and he’s got his eyebrows raised waiting for you to give in.

“Got you something,” your need to nag him for always having to go it alone gives way to your immediate overwhelming curiosity. Joel’s smiling again and it’s only now that you realise how much you’d missed it, missed him. Then, when he sinks to the ground right in front of you, you start to realise you missed him for other reasons. You shake your head of those thoughts as he rummages through his pack and finds what he was looking for before coming back to stand. 

“Since your hands are always cold,” it’s a simple pair of gloves but the fact he’d gone out, found them, and brought them back just for you makes your heart beat a little faster. “There’s more clothes and stuff in a house down the road, we can go in the morning and get some warmer things for you both.” 

You’re moving before you can even fully think it through, your arms hook around his neck, and you pull yourself into him with a thud. You’re lost in the moment, completely absorbed in the way he feels so familiar like it hadn’t been decades since you’d hugged anyone like this, let alone Joel. Instinctively, you almost draw back when you realise he isn’t reciprocating the hug until it’s like the air in your lungs is sucked out when he tightly squeezes you. His head presses in between your head and shoulder, and you settle into the embrace. All the tension in your body melts away as your eyes fall shut.

You don’t know how long you stay like that for. The way your body feels pressed against his is so comforting. The way he smells, like the forest and a little gunpowder, but mostly just of something indescribably Joel. It consumes you, he is all-consuming.

The sound of Ellie shuffling is what makes you both finally pull away. When you look over, you can see she is still dead asleep and just repositioning herself. Your mind is pulled back to what had just been happening, your body mourning the loss of Joel’s warmth already. For an awkward second, you both just stand there trying to think of something to say.

“Is that my sleepin’ bag?” Joel’s eyes lock back onto Ellie before looking back at you, his smile gone, and now his eyebrows are pinched together.

“She was cold,” it’s instant the way you defend her before tugging the arm of Joel’s jacket, “come on you can share mine.”

His whole demeanor changes again, his eyebrow now quirking up and he smirks as he picks up on the slightly suggestive comment.

“Not like that!” You swat at his arm and he lets out a genuine breathy chuckle that makes you smile so much your face hurts. You hadn’t even realised how much you’d missed him over the years until he was right in front of you, reminding you of the man he once was.

[theflirtmeister]

(omegaverse anon) I READ THAT ONE GRAAAHHHH!!! like okay everyone who likes mgv stuff likes the Horny and that is so real but. but the idea of even the most controlled man being powerless to their primal brain. like adam gets knocked up in the perfect world where the apprentices live in one house and in a SECOND lawrence is THIS close to finding his own (HIS, with HIS scent everywhere) safehouse to put him in for safekeeping, hiding him away. AND THE ALPHA TEMPER COMING THRU @ OTHERS.. AAUUGHHH

i only /just/ got into omegaverse and the worldbuilding is just delicious, like YES lets talk about rights for omegas + positions of power + gender (reminds me of old mutant cherik fic from 2011!)

but also.... lawrence deliberately scenting adam in front of everyone, being overly protective even to john kramer, snarling when anyone gets close (hoffman is barred from leaving his room because lawrence tries to attack him)

[bamboomusiclist]

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[marc--chilton]

(mgv) house gets more girldad with thirteen when his heat starts creeping up so sometimes she'll just get a text from him and it's a shitty cell phone image of a shirt he found being like "if i bought this would you wear it?" and it's some of the stupidest shit sometimes. this one's her fav. house can't remember where he got it in an adult size

house has one bobby jack (that's the brand? the monkey's name specifically i think) that he wears if they go out together so they'll match. he grimaces at it in his closet but doesn't think twice about wearing it if he's hanging out with her

[quadrant90]

I swear. Living on a narrow road with no street buffer makes me paranoid that every time a HGV or an MGV goes past it’s gonna tip over and flatten me in my house XD

[marc--chilton]

(mgv) one time while pregnant with their daughter, thirteen walked in on what looked an awful lot like an office quickie between house and wilson. house was more than content to let her assume whatever just to watch her squirm but that was more mortifying than the truth to wilson who clarified, yes, he was on the floor by house's chair, on his knees, in his space, but he was (and oh he's so flustered, bless his heart, he's always the best squirmer) just. talking to their pup. house may be doing the heavy lifting in making them but that doesn't mean wilson doesn't have hormones affecting his needs, ones that urge him to check on house every hour or two or less if he's too quiet. ones that make everything feel soft and fuzzy on the edges to see signs of life from within even though house complained about every single one of them -- added pressure on his leg, the morning sickness, the pee breaks that cut enough into his time that make him want to cath himself again for sheer convenience.

to be honest, either way thirteen is left feeling like an intruder on a tender moment not meant for her eyes. she -- nor house -- have to know that the realistic (cynical?) part of him is waiting for the other shoe to drop. things don't..... go right for them, house and wilson, together or separate. he's hopeful for the best but he wants to be ready for the worst. the fetus probably can't even hear him but in case they do, in case the worst happens, they wouldn't die wondering if they were loved even so early in life

[marc--chilton]

(mgv) frankly a house md omegaverse would require an entire rewrite rather than just "the episode but with mgv elements" bc i have house and wilson helping each other with their cycles (meaning they're fucking) so their dynamic could go even crazier. they bang, unbonded, as friends, which isn't super crazy uncommon but they also regularly display courtship behaviors that they apparently either ignore or write off as pranks or basic decency -- wilson letting house eat off his plate is a huge one for example

[marc--chilton]

(mgv) thinking once again about wilson being kind of creeped out when house comes back from mayfield and he's like. more decent. making food, doing housework, even if he's going about it in a houseian way, it's still very out of character. it's nice but mostly just disturbs wilson because the shift in personality of a character as. notable. as house is ends up just makes him worry he was sent to the one hospital that still does lobotomies

then it turns out house is just going into heat after having been administered suppressors during his stay at mayfield (and there was some stuff he did take to heart in there but shhh) and his hindbrain defaulted to a more "traditional" approach to try to appeal to wilson as if to show off his potential as a Good Mate

[marc--chilton]

(mgv) house being very girldad with thirteen. she seems extra snippy out of nowhere and he makes some offhanded remark about her being on her period that she confirms as a gotcha to house's casual sexism. and house pauses for a sec before turning out of the conference room and into his office with a rumbling noise that says 'follow me'. morbidly curious, she does. and she blinks down at the desk drawer he motions for her to check out; it's a little hoard of sweets from the vending machine, a pack of tampons and pads he grabbed at random, and untouched bottles of pms meds. house just mumbles, not looking at her, for her to take whatever and just. leaves

[marc--chilton]

(mgv) house growls every time someone reaches for his back leg, even masseuses, completely out of reflex. they'll back up and he's just like "it's fine, ignore it" but will keep growling until they make him feel good