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under-loch-n-key · 1 month
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More (House MD x Good Omens) Ethical Omens MD art!! I decided to use my actyal art tablet today. So, I didn't have to use my fingers to draw this time. Lol. The quality is a bit better. There will be more mini comics of them to come!
What should we call them? Unethical Husbands or Inethical Husbands? A few reblogs of prior art made me think about it.
Anyways, enjoy!! 💛💛💛
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her-soliloquies · 9 months
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Wilson having no idea what furniture to buy
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Bonus: Wilson knowing exactly what furniture to buy
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Robert Sean Leonard is completely right when he talks about how unhinged Wilson is lmfao. Man literally wrote, "Euthanasia: Let's tell the truth. We all do it." And was going to use it as an opening line for a speech at a medical conference. Even House thought he was insane, and that's saying something
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aes-theo · 7 months
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i literally can't stop thinking about dr james wilson help me (edit: added original photo)
image description: flustered dr james wilson from house md kneeling on the ground in a labcoat and business casual
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dodgerboxd · 1 year
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Heart-for-brains, you should have known.
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barryroyco · 6 months
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i’m sorry but wilson is so obviously gay i don’t even consider it a headcanon. this is a middle aged man who is always hiding the authentic parts of himself (except to his boybestfriend who he has an abnormal relationship with, too attached and more emotionally involved than is necessary in a friendship for their demographic) and who has had 3 wives and god knows how many girlfriends because he views them as means to a norm rather than partners he values (he does not care about these women outside of the role they play for him) this mfer is GAY!!! GAY!!!!! “that’s your headcanon” THAT’S WILSON!!
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star-girl-05 · 4 months
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You're Hired
James Wilson x Reader
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“So you hired Cameron because she's pretty, Forman because he has a record, and me because my dad put in a good word so why did you hire Y/n?” They were all curious. When they asked you about it you never gave them a straight answer. 
“Me and Y/n are lovers” The three of them stared at him for a moment trying to gauge whether or not he was joking. At their silence House added” She's the mother of my five children” the team rolled their eyes finally understanding he was teasing them. It only made them more curious, what was so secret about the reason he hired you. 
“Come on what's so secret about it?” Chase once again tried he was desperate to know. 
“Can we focus on the case, you know the one with the dying person!?!” Even with House's change in subject it didn’t do anything to get it off their minds. House was asking them questions and no one seemed to be using more than one brain cell each. “Will you focus” once again they don’t seem fully focused 
“Jesus, I’m married to Wilson, not that's the only reason but it's the only one you care about” you shout. While it is true you got the interview with House because of Wilson. An interview you didn’t even want but Wilson insisted.
When Wilson told house he wanted him to interview you, House knew right then and there that he was not going to hire you. However you managed to change his mind when the first words out of your mouth were ‘I don’t want this job, I’m only doing this so James would stop nagging’ and like a match made in heaven House hired you. 
“Wrong, I let you interview because of Wilson I hired you because you didn’t want the job and you're bitchy” You sent a glare his way. While the others were in shock, each talked over themselves to ask questions. You ignored them, focusing back on the case. 
“What do all these symptoms have in common?” House questioned and finally the three idiots answered using more than one brain cell this time. 
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poetsplay · 4 months
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i really get house because i, too, am madly in love with dr james wilson
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need a fic where james and y/n ask house to be their baby’s uncle/godfather…
yes, yes, yes, yes. and one more time, yes.
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Uncle House
description - y/n asks House to be her baby's godfather. An unusual decision to say the least.
a/n - James, y/n, and House are the definition of that 'you, me and steve' TikTok
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Requests open - here
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"Let's just do it today and get it over with." Y/n perched on the arm of James' chair as he vigorously penned documents so he didn't have to answer her. She stroked over her 6 month bump, absentmindedly. And as she spoke he found his hand joining hers.
"Maybe, we wait and have the baby tell him."
"Nope come on, we're doing it now. He hasn't got a case buttt he's still on the high of finishing the last one. His heart is ready and open for us."
"Did you mean to make that sound sexual?"
She grasped his hand and pulled him up to drag him down the corridor.
"Come on, you coward!"
'Is this the pregnancy hormones or were you always this mean?"
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"Sorry?"
James and y/n sat together on the armchair on House's, facing him.
There was a notable silence. Y/n was sat forward smiling eagerly awaiting his answer, whereas James was wishing he could crawl the words back into his throat.
"So, what do you say?" Y/n's smile unnerved House.
"Let me get this straight. In the event of your deaths, I would get custody of your child. Me?"
"I'll admit the decision is an unusual one and I am still trying to understand it myself. But, it's what y/n wants." James delivered a soft kiss to her forehead.
"So I would get your baby?"
"Yes."
"To take care of?"
"Yes."
"To protect from harm?"
"Yes.
"And I'd be able to mould them to believe what I want and teach them my ways and they could be my little prodigy."
"Well--" They both faltered at this and looked at each other. Both suddenly worried about this decision.
"Too late! No take backs!" He suddenly lunged forward and cradled y/n's bump.
"Did you hear that? You're gonna be just like your uncle House!"
House lay his head on her bump with his eyes closed, stroking her bump contentedly. Both James and y/n had pulled back from the unique situation. Seeing as House barely enjoyed touching anyone but his hookers, this was a sight to see.
"Oh my god!" y/n whisper-shouted.
"I know," James answered.
"This is exactly what I hoped for." She finished as she bent down to join in the three-way hug between her, house and her baby.
James was confused by her response. Rather than bring up how unnerving he found the scene, he chose to sit back and wait for his best friend to stop fondling his wife's pregnant belly.
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dailyhouse · 2 years
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HOUSE S3E13
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cyberstrm · 9 months
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hello! i’m so happy your requests are open again :) could i please request a james wilson x younger!reader where reader works at the hospital (maybe on house’s team) and there’s a lot of sexual tension? you can include some smut or anything else you’d like, im totally okay with anything! thank you <3
cola
dr james wilson x gn!younger!reader
17+, minors dni!!!! mild/moderate nsfw ahead
a/n: i was SO hoping someone would request james wilson so TJANK YOU !!! i had so much fun writing this. i hope you enjoy, love!!! this fic is v inspired by cola by lana del ray !! <3
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"...and l/n...you go to the oncology department and see what you can find that relates to these symptoms." house concluded, finishing giving out orders as he slumped into his office chair. cameron, chase and foreman all made eyes at each other, you, then at house.
"what?" you asked innocently. the four of them said nothing for a moment, before house spoke up.
"i think a certain oncologist will be...excited to see you."
you rolled your eyes and gathered your notes. "you four are children, which is saying something considering i'm the youngest."
you left the room, ignoring the snickering behind you. you made your way downstairs, trying to ignore what house had said.
it had started a few weeks ago when dr wilson came to see house for an innocent enough reason, but when he saw you, he immediately became flustered and couldn't stand still. house picked up on it immediately and as soon as wilson had left, the four of your colleagues had teased you relentlessly for 'turning dr wilson on'.
you entered the oncology lab, closing the door softly behind you. you made for the computer, but someone stepped in front of you as you stepped forward, causing you to bump into them and drop your files.
"ah, sorry, i-" it was dr wilson. when his eyes met yours, he stammered over his words. "l/n...hi, sorry, i wasn't looking where i was going'"
the two of you bent down to pick up your things, and as you reached for your notebook, so did he, and your fingertips touched gently. you pulled away, embarrassed, and allowed him to scoop your belongings up before handing them back to you.
"thank you, dr wilson." you replied, looking up at the older man. something in his face changed as you said this, it was as if you calling him 'dr wilson' meant a great deal to him.
"yes, well, anyway. i should..." he mumbled, pointing in the vague direction of the opposite side of the room. you chuckled and nodded, before stepping away and towards the computer.
you began to research, enjoying the sounds of dr wilson pottering around the room behind you. about half an hour later, with no luck on developing theories for the case, you decided to get a drink. you stood up and smoothed down your clothes, before heading for the door.
"dr wilson?" you called, and he appeared from behind a bookshelf. his eyes flickered across your body, taking you in. you smiled.
"yes?" he asked.
"do you want anything from the vending machine?"
"no, thank you." he replied, looking away, like a kid who'd been caught staring. you swung open the door and headed to the vending machine.
you had to admit, there was something about dr wilson that you were really drawn too. he was sweet, gentle, and definitely good looking. you sort of hoped that house was right, that dr wilson was attracted to you, but you were also aware of the...legal issues that may cause. but you didn't really care, all you knew for sure was that an attraction to dr wilson was certainly forming.
after collecting a can of coke from the machine, you headed back to the oncology department. you opened the door and sat back at the computer, opening the can as quietly as possible as to not disturb dr wilson. you sipped it cautiously, continuing your research.
you hadn't heard any footsteps approach you, so when you felt a presence behind you, you tensed. the presence hovered, before two hands appeared beside the keyboard, and it appeared that whoever it was was leaning over you, their breath on your neck. you didn't need the voice of the presence to confirm your suspicions, you already knew perfectly well who it was since there was only one other person in the room.
"you know," dr wilson began, his voice controlled and slightly stern. "you really shouldn't be drinking soda in here."
you shivered at his tone. "i know, doctor wilson, but i..."
dr wilson chuckled, lowering his head so it hovered at your shoulder, his mouth was inches from your ear.
"you know you don't have to call me dr wilson, right? my name is james."
"do you not like me calling you that, dr wilson?" you asked with feigned innocence in your honeyed tone, a smirk tugging at your lips.
"it's...quite the opposite, l/n. if you keep calling me that, i won't have any choice but to..."
"to what, doctor wilson?"
dr wilson removed his arms from beside you and stood up behind you, but didn't leave.
"turn around."
"why-"
"turn. around."
you obeyed and swivelled your desk chair. you avoided his gaze, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. dr wilson lazily lifted his hand and gripped your jaw, lifting your head and making you stand up, forcing you to meet his eyes. you batted your lashes sweetly.
he leant forward, seemingly unable to help himself any longer. he pressed his lips to yours, his hand still on your jaw, the other pulling you closer by your waist. he kissed you deeply, before biting down on your lower lip, making you whine.
"b-be gentle with me, dr wilson," you whimpered against his lips, and he groaned, enjoying your innocence and deepening the kiss. you soon pulled away, and the two of you stood motionless, panting.
"i-i should get back to work..." you muttered, feeling fuzzy. dr wilson chuckled.
"here," he said, stepping forward and past you and sat on the swivel chair you previously occupied. he patted his lap. "you can work from here."
you felt your face warm, but turned around and sat down on his lap, facing the computer. his hands held your hips, his thumbs stroking your clothed skin. "you're so obedient." he mumbled in praise. you sighed shakily, before moving your hips in a circular motion ever so slightly, creating friction. dr wilson groaned quietly, his hands pushing you further onto him.
you kept going, grinding into his lap, enjoying his moans and gasps, but also enjoying the friction yourself.
"i wish i could..." dr wilson tried to speak, but it dissolved into nothing.
"you wish what, dr wilson?" you breathed, arching your back inwards in pleasure.
"i wish i could fuck you here and now." he whispered, his hands slithering under your top and roaming up your bare torso, pulling you against him. you moaned, wishing the same, before a noise made both you and dr wilson freeze.
the door had opened into the department.
"wilson? l/n? where are-" cameron's voice filled the silence. she appeared from behind a bookshelf, and stared at the two of you, dumbstruck.
"um....we worked out what was wrong with the patient, so...." she explained, looking anywhere but at the two of you.
"o-okay, thanks." you replied, mortified.
"don't tell house," you and dr wilson said at the exact same time. cameron chuckled exasperatedly.
"your secret's safe with me." she turned and walked out of the room. as the door clicked close, you began to laugh. you allowed dr wilson to push the chair back and you stood up, and he followed suit.
"so do you um..." he began, back to his chivalrous, slightly awkward, doctor-y self. "wanna grab dinner tonight?"
you giggled, and stood on your tip toes to peck his lips. "i'd love nothing more, dr wilson."
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rumple04 · 9 months
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I couldn’t choose between those two versions, soooo …
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This is controversial, but I don't think Wilson is bisexual. I'm convinced he's completely gay.
"Well wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt, he sleeps with A LOT of women."
You are correct, and ironically, that is one of the reasons I think he's gay. The closet he's hiding in is deeper than the Mariana trench. The denial runs so deep that he doesn't even think he's gay. He sleeps with women constantly because he's trying to convince himself that he's straight because in his mind, he thinks that he couldn't possibly be gay if he sleeps with women. He's constantly stuck in the cycle of married to divorced, and he could not keep a stable relationship with a woman if his life depended on it (I'm not counting Amber because she wasn't around long enough). Obviously, not all, but a lot of queer people share the experience of overcompensating as a form of denial.
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gallwithapall · 6 months
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IM BACK INTO HOUSE MD AGAIN BABY!
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Robert Sean Leonard as Dr James Wilson-S1:E1- Pilot pt1/?
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nigesakis · 11 months
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scenes from a marriage p2
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arstheor · 7 months
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hilson brainrot
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