Title: Servant-Hearted ( Read more... )

Here is the result of my Porn Prompt Submission Extravaganza.  It's a "Limericks" follow-up...but it's not actually all that porny, nor does it feature any of the things Allrevdup asked for.  **shrug**  Ya gets what ya pay for.

Please note that this is one possible way that things could go in House and Wilson's post-"Limericks" relationship.  I'm ( Read more... )

Title:  A Taste of Summer
Pairing:  House and Wilson friendship
Rating:  G, I think.  Unless there's a swear I forgot about.
Summary:  Wilson cans tomatoes.  House watches.

A/N:  A quick fic I wrote this evening after putting up a big batch of tomato sauce out of my garden.  I froze mine, though--I don't have any canning equipment.  I almost did it as ( Read more... )

Title:  "Sold Out"
Pairing:  House/Chase
Rating:  NC-17 or hard R
Prompt 78 for

( Read more... )

Another request fulfilled!  Wilson gives House a long-overdue physical exam.  Unfortunately, not very sexy.

***

“House.” Cuddy stands up behind her desk and glares down at him. “It’s been five years.”

“Really? I could’ve sworn I--”

“Look at my face. Is this the face of someone who is joking?” She points at her face, which indeed does not look very ( Read more... )

The previous post's Call-for-prompts has already borne fruit!  Calendae offered the following suggestion:  Anything with Chase. Maybe something in the relationship-verse? Chase gets bad news of a sort and House has to figure out how to deal with him?  In case you've forgotten, the relationship-verse is the one that starts with "The Arrangement," in ( Read more... )

            “Isn’t it kind of…big?” Wilson asks nervously.

“About average, I’d say,” House answers.  “And it’s a he.  You call yourself a doctor?”

( Read more... )

          
( Lollipop Drabble )

            Wilson feels positive Housian.  He has been conducting an experiment for the last two weeks.  Not the usual kind of experiment, the kind where you draw up a proposal and go through a Human Subjects Board and get informed consent from subjects.  The House kind, where no one knows what you’re doing until you’ve proved yourself right.

( Read more... )

            James Wilson feels like a grade-A shit.  He’s sitting in a therapist’s office on the third floor.  Julie is with him.  Impeccably dressed and coiffed, as always.  Looking like she’s smelling something nasty.  Also as always.  They’re waiting for Doctor Marks, their marriage counselor.  Wilson has admitted to another affair, and Julie ( Read more... )