Home is Where House Is (How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?)

[extrabitter]

Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Lots of sex, and House makes fun of fat people
Summary: Nights before, mornings after, and a few moments in between the days before Wilson gets married. A brief history of an on-again-off-again thing.
Author's Notes: This was originally written for Remix Redux IV. It has been significantly edited from

Comments

[subluxate]

This reads as contrived, nearly forced. I can't really connect with Wilson, though it's his point of view, and it doesn't seem that it's meant to be a detached piece. The ending is less than satisfactory, with a mess of loose threads and what-ifs with no real clarity in sight. While there's a hint at a resolution, it's not carried out, which doesn't serve the reader well.

[subluxate]

PWNED!1!1!1!

[subluxate]

Wow. If you have a journal and you're seconding my comment--which was meant as constructive, albeit blunt, criticism and not whatever you're attempting to contribute--at least have the balls to sign in.

[extrabitter]

There's somebody out there who seems to have it in for me from Housefic Meta. *shrug*

While I know the difference between an honest reaction, which I appreciate, and flaming, apparently this anonymous person does not. At least anonymous can't friend you.

[subluxate]

Unlike certain others who have...

It's not even the content of the comment that bothers me, necessarily, though it's certainly not called for. We all get trollish comments from time to time. It's the utter cowardice of commenting anonymously that gets my hackles up.