Another drabble

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 02:09 am
evila_elf: (Default)
These are addicting :D

Title: Breathe
Prompt: dark_wilson #4--Drowning
Rating: PG
Warning/spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own. *sad face*
Word Count: 100 exactly

Breathe )

House drabble

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 01:51 am
evila_elf: (Default)
Title: In the Dark
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] dark_wilson #73--in the dark
Rating: PG-13
Warning/spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own. *sad face*
Word Count: 100 exactly
Notes: When I saw all the lovely prompts, I just couldn't resist! I love doing drabbles, and this one just called out to me

In the Dark )

Drabbles :D

Sunday, June 15th, 2008 04:36 pm
evila_elf: (House - House--Style)
kk, here are a few!

Two Requested by [livejournal.com profile] patterns_rhyme

1) Heights: )

2) Hollow: )


And one requested by [livejournal.com profile] pwcorgigirl:
5 favorite pairs of shoes )

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Sunday, June 4th, 2006 06:33 pm
evila_elf: (Super Sperm 2)
Because [livejournal.com profile] me_likee strongly insisted, here are 2 new drabbles:

This first one came about when I was talking to [livejournal.com profile] michelleann68 about the different ways that House and Wilson would likely kiss on the show. This popped into my head and I had to run and write it down:


Dare

House walked into the conference room to find Chase staring at a crossword. He plopped himself down at his desk. “Chase, make me coffee.”

“Bite me.”

“I bet you can’t beat your old record.”

“You’re right. Can’t.” He mumbled around the pencil.

“Dare you to try.”

“Dare you to kiss Wilson,” he shot back, not looking up.

House grabbed his phone, speed-dialing one. “Emergency!”

Wilson hurried in seconds later. “What...” As he stood before House, he found himself yanked forward, a tongue in his mouth.

“I never lose a dare.”

Without a word, Chase got up to make the coffee.
__________________________

This second one--I was driving to work and a lyric caught my attention. I almost ran off the side of the road in an attempt to scribble it down on a piece of paper (I really need to attach a sticky pad to the steering wheel).

Don’t fear the Reaper

Wilson is surrounded by death; it’s all around him. Even when not at work, it lingers, like an unpleasant aroma in a cramped elevator. There’s no escaping. Yet still he has no fear, like an invincible child. Three divorces and over a decade of unexpressed love—failure is far worse than death.

No. James Wilson does not fear death, not when he sees the truck run a red light. Not even when he wakes up to find House crying beside his bed...

So when he slowly closes his tired eyes and the crying turns into gasping sobs, he is unafraid.

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Saturday, April 22nd, 2006 06:25 pm
evila_elf: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] michelleann68's challenge: Would love to know what Cuddy and Cam thought of the boys winning each other... (responding to this challenge: http://evila-elf.livejournal.com/167044.html)


100 Word Drabble
“I heard that House and Wilson bought each other for the night?” Cameron asked, regretful that she wasn’t able to attend the event. She might have given Wilson a run for his money.

“God knows why,” Cuddy responded. “The two see each other enough as it is.”

Foreman and Chase were passing by and, overhearing Cuddy, didn’t have to guess the discussed topic. “Probably fits into some twisted role playing game they have going,” Foreman said, joining them.

“...”

“...”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t know?”

“So obvious,” Chase added. “Bet you $50 they won’t be in until after noon.”

“Fool’s bet.”

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Saturday, April 22nd, 2006 04:43 pm
evila_elf: (House-H/W--Kiss)
[livejournal.com profile] craving_house's challenge: A H/W one that involves Wilson buying House, or the other way around.

100 Word Drabble:
“Sold, James Wilson!”

Cuddy leaned over, whispering, “I can’t believe you spent $1,000 for him!”

“My life would be a living Hell if I let that old lady win. Besides, he saved me from that giggly thing in the third row.”

***

Wilson shoved House down on the bed, attacking his lips and clothes with teeth and fingers, respectively. He spread out on top of him, warm skin against his, rolling his hips, two moans of pleasure. So close...

The clock dinged midnight and House eagerly flipped Wilson over. “My turn. Let’s see if you were worth the $1,500 I spent!”

(no subject)

Saturday, April 22nd, 2006 12:22 am
evila_elf: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] daasgrrl's challenge: Wilson tries to teach House how to cook... something

100 Word Drabble
Wilson frowned and rested his hands on his hips, patience thin after the half-hour.

“Awww, you look so cute with flour all over your face.”

“House!”

House raised his floured hands into the air in mock surrender.

“We don’t have to do this, you know.”

“In that case...” House pulled Wilson in for a kiss, but all he got was flour from his cheek when Wilson turned his head.

Wilson sighed. “Fine. I give up! Happy?” He stormed out of the kitchen.

House laughed. The one thing cuter than flour on Wilson’s face was a floured handprint on his ass.

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Friday, April 21st, 2006 09:11 pm
evila_elf: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] finding_jay's challenge: House walking in on Wilson wearing a dress and heels

My 100 Word Drabble :)
House, home early from work, was a man on a mission. A mission to find Wilson as fast as possible. Not even closed doors stood in his way. He flung open the bathroom door and...stared.

Wilson tried to look casual…as casual as one could wearing a flower-print dress and bright red high heels.

“What the...” House interrupted himself, giggling. “Why?”

“Doesn’t a closed door mean anything?” Wilson sighed, irritated. “Putting on a play for the children. Blame Cuddy.”

“Blame her? I want to kiss her! Where’s my camera?”

Wilson hitched up his dress and ran to stop him.


Hard to do in only 100 words lol!

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Friday, April 21st, 2006 07:15 pm
evila_elf: (House--Animated Dr. James Wilson)
[livejournal.com profile] michelleann68's challenge: House talking Wilson into making private porn tapes

100 word Drabble:
“Please??” House was begging. Actually begging.

“No.”

“You’re denying me the one thing that can bring me happiness for years!”

“No porn tapes.”

“Wils--”

“No!”

House leaned down and whispered a few words into Wilson’s ear.

Wilson’s face colored and he coughed, trying to hide his eagerness. “You’re not just saying that?”

Bingo! “They’re in the bottom drawer in the bathroom.”

Wilson crawled out from underneath House like he was greased. He returned a moment later, swinging a leash and chain back and forth.

“Now turn the camera on.”

Wilson glared at it. “House...the red light’s already on!”

“Oopsie.”

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