Waking without him
feels a bit like dying, or

falling down real far.

~~~~

Vomit on the floor

Blue eyes glazed from stolen pills.

He cannot forget.

~~~~

There were few he loved

and many more he hated.

James defies typecast.

~~~~

Pianist fingers

Calluses from guitar strings.

An offbeat allure.

This ficlet was written in response to a smut drabble challenge on the House-Wilson LJ.

The hands that touched him were tender, and they stilled the trembling in his body with slow sweeps of those long fingers. They opened him up and played him like an instrument, like music, like something precious, and it was that more than anything that made him ( Read more... )

This ficlet was written in response to an angst drabble challenge on the House-Wilson LJ.

It was later, and he was sitting in a dim apartment with the shadow of a piano draped over his legs. A drink was in one hand, sucked down to the dregs, and the other cradled a half-empty bottle of bourbon. His head was spinning in slow revolutions, and he knew ( Read more... )

The Sound of His Voice
Prompt # 58: House/Wilson. It's Wilson's worst holiday (Christmas, Thanksgiving, one of the days of Hanukkah, whatever holiday you want) ever. He has no one to celebrate with, there's a blizzard outside, and he's sick. Oh, and as a bonus? An armed robber has just broken into his house.
Summary: Twenty years had assured that ( Read more... )

Title: The Gratitude of Insects
Rating: T
Pairing: House and Wilson. Gen.
Summary: An apocalypse may mean the end of the world, but snark is eternal.
Written for the Halloween Fic Challenge, although there's not much sick!Wilson going on. Do past injuries count?

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Title: Powder Keg
Rating: T
Pairing: House/Wilson. Can be read as slashy or close friendship. Pick your goggles.
Warning: Moderate language, a bit of blood, and an OMC with some bad opinions.
Summary: One night and a step too far brings Wilson to a place he never thought he'd be.

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5. Roar
Fresh wounds opened up across his fingers, his hands, his wrists as he tore at the concrete slab, fingerpainting bright streaks of red in the gravel dust. He ignored the roaring in his ears as the shattered building around them settled yet again, tighter and closer still, like the closing of a mouth.

“Get out,” said the man half buried ( Read more... )

Title: Twice Shy
Author: Antiquixotic
Rating: PG
Pairing: House and Wilson, gen.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: “You were what in the where?” he asked, his face a study in incredulity. “Because why?”

This was written for ( Read more... )

Title: Like Falling
Author: Antiquixotic
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: House & Wilson, Gen.
Spoilers: The fic takes place a day or two after ‘Cannonball,’ so there are some minor spoilers for that episode.
Summary: In the search for truth, House wasn’t the only one prepared to be reckless.

AN: This was originally written for a Camp Sick!Wilson 'Got a Minute ( Read more... )

Practical Applications

Summary: Sam tests out a new invention. Ratchet is not amused.

It's been nearly a year since I wrote a fic, so I'm really hoping this doesn't suck.

( Once more unto the breach. )