Get You A Man Who'd Lie To The Cops About Your Forgery To Obtain Narcotics

guys whenever I take my birth control it makes me feel like house when he pops a vicodin

I always do his lil sigh of relief after too 💔

starting a collection

no matter what anyone tells u, house md is the wokest show ever. what do u mean the woman, the black guy & the dyke are all wayyy smarter than the cute white blonde…

I ran out of james wilson fics on ao3 and tumblr so i had to go to wattpad and it was actually the scariest experience of my life why is that app still in use 💔

it was worse than the ao3 trenches.

thank you for the tag!! @slowburningechoes

favorite color: purple, dark blue, burgundy

last song: clay pigeons - Michael Cera

currently reading: in the time of the butterflies - Julia Alvarez

currently watching: house md s4!!

currently craving: that trix yogurt from elementary school (please someone get this)

coffee or tea: coffee 100%

I have like no moots but: @theogonize @wanderingbue @sweetandhella @mi1kw33d-2 @allthingswhumpyandangsty

if you've alr been tagged or don't want to do it feels free to skip or invite anyone else!

get to know your moots tag game ! ✶ answer the questions, then tag six people

favorite color ꕀ green and brown last song ꕀ tú by maye currently reading ꕀ the luminaries by susan dennard currently watching ꕀ the great british baking show currently craving ꕀ massaman curry. like always. and like. alcohol and a couple cigs HAHA. a break too :P coffee or tea ꕀ always tea! i don't like coffee

ty for the tag @saltcxrcle ! tagging: @lelapine @toadspondofwhimsy @outof-spite @h0neyst4rz @hhoneylemon @our-lady-of-venom

i cant even blame house for falling in love with wilson at first sight. i did too.

I for one think the symbiotic relationship between Tumblr and AO3 is beautiful

BILLY JOEL AND WILSON HOW WILL I SURVIVE

& the most she will do is throw shadows at you (but she’s always a woman to me)

“hes obsessed with you. which is ridiculous, because he doesn’t even like you. he thinks.”

synopsis: wilson has always been a little too good at self-deception. until you come along and ruin it.

he’s not sure when it started.

maybe it was the third time you rolled your eyes at him during rounds.

or the fifth time you said, “that’s an interesting opinion,” in a tone that made it clear it wasn’t.

maybe it was when you laughed at him in that specific way — sharp and amused and teeth-baring — and walked off without another word.

whatever the cause, the effect is this:

he’s obsessed with you.

which is ridiculous, because he doesn’t even like you.

he thinks.

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you’re impossible.

he tells himself that often.

you’re careless with your words. you’re smug when you’re right.

you point out inconsistencies in his logic, question his methods, act like his years of experience are a mild inconvenience to your brilliance.

you’re not cruel. just —

confident. disarming.

and so, so infuriatingly competent.

he can’t stand it.

he also can’t stop thinking about it.

⸻

“you’ve got that look again,” house says, leaning into his office like a vulture.

“what look?” wilson asks, not looking up from the file in front of him.

“like you’re planning a murder. or writing a love letter.”

“i’m working.”

“you’re sulking,” house corrects.

wilson sighs, saying nothing.

⸻

the problem is, you’re not wrong about him.

you see right through the charm, the practiced calm, the emotional sleight of hand.

you don’t call him out on it. you just look at him.

like you know.

like it’s obvious.

he hates it.

he hates you.

he also, somehow, wants you to do it again.

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he thinks about you in places he shouldn’t.

at night, when he’s brushing his teeth.

in the car, waiting at red lights.

during meetings, when you’re not even there.

sometimes he imagines arguing with you just to see what you’d say. other times he imagines you kissing him mid-sentence to shut him up.

... he doesn’t like admitting this to himself.

doesn’t like what it says about him.

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“you’re patient,” cuddy told him once. “you’re the nice one.” he thinks about that a lot.

he wonders what she’d say if she saw him now; biting his tongue until it bleeds, because you made a comment about his latest consult. it was technically accurate, but also humiliating and he kind of wants to die and/or kiss you about it.

he wonders what you’d say if he snapped.

(he won’t.)

(probably.)

⸻

one day you stop by his office to borrow a file.

you knock once, step inside without waiting, and say something so neutral and mundane that it shouldn’t make his chest ache, but it does.

your voice is calm. your sleeves are rolled up. you don’t even glance at him as you flip through the papers on his desk.

he watches you for maybe two seconds too long.

you notice.

you raise an eyebrow. “what?”

he says, “you’re exhausting.”

you blink. then smile. “likewise.”

and you leave. like nothing just happened.

⸻

he puts his head in his hands and laughs.

he hates you. god, he hates you.

he wants you to ruin his life.

(he suspects you already have.)

hehe are you ok with spicy drops about wilson or house in your inbox… asking for a friend

ANON I LOVE YOU PLEASE SEND THEM THEY GIVE ME LIFE AMD MOTIVATION TO WRITE (especially the wilson ones he's my current obsession)

literally any and all spicy drops are welcome here we don't discriminate (unless it's cnc please keep those to yourself)

I will read and respond to them all as quickly as possible, I literally never get tired of them (you're welcome to dm me if you'd prefer that too 💗)