#wilber

[quesitoss]

wamberposteo. I ❤️ bruja maldita

[allpiesforourown]

This is basically the whole Amber arc

[captaincanonly]

sapphism 😼 (delusional)

[was-house-fruity]

Was House Fruity this episode?

Season 6, episode 16: Black Holes

Directly paralleled S4E14, where Amber told Wilson to get the mattress he wanted instead of trying to make her happy. House told Wilson to go to a furniture store and find something he likes instead of having someone else pick for him. Both of them want Wilson to learn he should put himself and his happiness before others because they love him...

[malinaa]

GOD THE PIECE OF METAL STUCK THROUGH AMBER'S RIGHT THIGH PARALLELING HOUSE'S INFARCTION. BOTH OF THEIR HEAD INJURIES. HOUSE TRYING DESPERATELY TO SAVE HER BC HE KNOWS WHAT THAT WOULD DO TO WILSON. WILSON LOSING BOTH OF THEM IN THE SPAN OF A MINUTE AT THE END OF HOUSE'S HEAD IM GNAWING THROUGH ON DRYWALL THIS CANNOT BE FUCKING REAL

[sootsprithrrerer]

They are both fighting over him and needy, they are both the same person. He is literally inlove with both of them and he is the god of bisexuality.

Thank you.

[return-of-the-prodigal-daughter]

"Don't you dare do that to me." "What? Take care of you?" "Have you met me? I can take care of me. I need you to take care of you." The way Amber is almost sad that Wilson chose the matress she wanted because she doesn't want things to go how they did with his exwives

[froginamoodboard]

Wilber moodboard

Requested by: @armydreamerr

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[unteriors]

S Wilson Street, Wilber, Nebraska.

[sublimeinvention]

Round 3 !!

reblog for bigger sample size :3 polls will last a week!

[cr1nge-culture]

HELLO TUMBLR!

but most of all, i want no more tears

As the digital clock on the bedside table flashes 3:20, Wilson is increasingly becoming delirious. He's always exhausted but can only ever sleep during the day. At night, it's like everything goes into overdrive. The pain and illness worsen; he hallucinates half-dreams while wide awake, and he's sure he's going to die any moment now, with House's arms around him in a tight squeeze like Wilson is about to float away. He probably is.

His eyes are drooping, slumber finally coming to claim him, when his head starts spinning, and he hears a voice.

He opens his eyes.

Amber Volakis is sitting on the chair next to the bed.

This time, Wilson is the one who talks to Amber while dying.

guys i'm . so normal about wilson. promise

[brisingr-sword]

”we are always gonna want just a little longer” DISINTEGRATING MYSELF I DIDNT REALIZE AMBER WAS GONNA GET GO ME SO MUCH

[deelaundry]

Wilson Gets Pegged

For @jimmywilsonschutzpah and other lovers of pegging and/or Wilson, I recommend this fic! It is set BEFORE the Amber arc in late Season Four. Alternate first time for Volakis/Wilson. It's the only fic I've ever read where a couple's first time is pegging. \o/

Two other highly recommended "Wilson getting reamed by a toy" fics include:

Wilson pays a sex worker to peg him (Robin, from the episode Airborne) so he can pretend she's House. Angsty and kinda sad, with an ending you can see as hopeful or not.

For House and Wilson's first time, House fucks Wilson with a dildo. Wilson does some fretting and exploring before they get there. Happy ending.

[noosphe-re]

Tomorrow is my birthday. But it's "Ken Wilber's" birthday, not the birthday of my Original Face, the great Unborn, the vast expanse of Emptiness untouched by date or duration, tense or time. This infinite ocean of Ease, this vast expanse of Freedom, this lucid sea of Stillness, is what I am in the deepest part of me, the infinite intersection where I am not, and Spirit only is. There is no birthday for the great Unborn, for that which never comes to be, but is the Suchness of all that is, radiant to infinity. There is no celebration for the timeless moment, which is prior to history and its lies, time and its ugly terrors, duration and its drudgery. There are no gifts for the great Uncreate, the Source of all that is, the boundless Sea of Serenity that lines the entire Kosmos. There is no song for Always Already, the infinite Freedom gloriously beyond both birth and death altogether. For every sentient being can truly say: in essence I am timeless, in essence I am All—the lines in my face are the cracks in the cosmic egg, supernovas swirl in my heart, galaxies pulse through my veins, stars light up the neurons of my night....And who will sing birthday songs to that? Who will celebrate the vast expanse that sings its songs unheralded in the stillness of the night?

— Ken Wilber, One Taste

[bsahely]

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[deelaundry]

Wow this is really powerful 😍

It's time to let go