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posted by Chandlerfan
This is a little Huddy fanfic I made, which I guess is set in Season 5. And it's written differently to my normal fanfics. First paragraph under each heading is House's POV, سیکنڈ is Cuddy's. Anyway, ENJOY! XD


Lust
She came into my office today, lecturing me about some procedure یا another being ethically wrong یا something. I don't know, I never really listen, fantasising instead. Every time I see her that day, one مزید button on her shirt, undone. Every time she lectures me, she smiles seductively before she leaves again. What does she mean سے طرف کی this? Before the end of the day, I march into her office just to annoy her and confuse her...and see her. I want her.

Whenever I walk into his office, trying to tell him something serious, I know he's not listening. He just looks at me, his gaze lowering slowly, teasing. His eyes are full of lust. He knows I like to tease him too, so I smile before I leave. When he marched into my office later on, my دل nearly jumped out of my mouth, thinking, will he do it? Will he just walk upto me, without a single word, and kiss me? I want him.

Gluttony
I await her presence مزید than I await food. I overindulge in her very presence. I seek after her, wanting to do something wrong, just so she will lecture me. So I can see her. I'm a glutton for her.

I always hope he has done something wrong, despite the cost, because I get to see him, his fake sheepish look, his deep blue eyes, his intense stare. I overindulge in him. I'm a glutton for him.

Greed
I often betray my closest friend, to get closer to her. I make fun of him if he goes on a 'date' with her, so he won't do it again. So I get the chance instead. I know it's morally wrong. But I can't help myself. I'm greedy for her.

Sometimes he goes out of his way to get my attention, hurting others on the way, but I'm flattered, not caring about other people's feelings. I want him to do that because it means I'll see him more. I'm greedy for him.

Sloth
I know I am a lonely man. I'm not good at relationships; never one for commitment. This saddens me because it means I won't get that relationship with her. I have no joy in anything I do when she's not there, but I feel that I don't deserve her. It pains me to think I'll never be with her.

I never seem to get it right in relationships, probably because I have a checklist that my ideal man has to live upto. That and the fact I'm مزید committed to my work than anything else. How can I have a relationship with him when he is not the perfect man I'd been dreaming of ever since I was a little girl, even though he is perfect for me. It pains me to think I'll never be with him.

Wrath
There are always those annoyingly happy-in-love patients that annoy me to no end, constantly asking if I've ever felt that way. I have no choice but to put on a front, and say love is for losers. Of course I don't believe it, I just have to when I can't have her. Not waking up اگلے to her makes me angry.

There have been so many failed attempts for a child through IVF, and I've never been in a proper relationship so I could do it the standard way. He's not exactly the perfect father figure I would want my child to have, but I want him to be the one fathering my child. Not waking up اگلے to him makes me angry.

Envy
Every male doctor in this damn hospital stares at her all the time. I don't blame them, but I wish they wouldn't all the same. I want to tell them to back off, the woman's mine, but I can't. I envy those who have had a chance to get close to her.

He can be a pain in the ass, but still there are so many girls who have a crush on him, it's unbelievable, yet I understand why. It's his bluntness, his eyes, his stare. I envy those who have had a chance to get close to him.

Pride
Finally, I get that تاریخ I've been asking for after so long. I know we look good together. Who needs Vicodin when I get high on Lisa Cuddy. I'm so proud to be with her, it's almost unhealthy.

He asked me again, and I کہا yes this time. I gave into him. His eyes and his stare almost summoned me. Who cares if he's unconventional, I want to be with him. I'm so proud to be with him, it's almost unhealthy.
posted by lizzie22xo
Loud موسیقی flooded through his small apartment off campus. Students scattered everywhere, from his kitchen, to his living room and through the hallway of his place. He sat there on a wooden bar stool, hunched over slighty, and taking swigs of his cold بیئر in his hand. He watched in the living room, as couples grinded to the موسیقی together. He tooks another swig of the beer, now staring from across the room as the green door to the outside creaked open, letting in a cool refreshing breeze, though he could barely feel it. Then he saw her legs, pale but very smooth. Her legs seemed to go on...
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ارے everyone so I decided to enter this round, little bit of a warning I hope the ending isn't to abrupt but I was pushing the word limit, hope آپ enjoy.

A بادل of dust descended upon Cuddy and she coughed and winced against the fragments of forgotten suburbia. She flayed her arms widely in the air trying to wipe away the particles that were scratching at her eyes and flying up her nose, but the dust had its own motives. She regretted opening the hatch, but once the dust had cleared and she could see again, she peered into the darkness of her parent’s attic and into a part of time she...
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posted by CathCuddy
It was late afternoon and after a busy دن at work she was eager to spread out on the سوفی, لٹانا and rest. She stepped out of the car, it was a cold afternoon and the pavement was covered with a thin layer of water from the last time it rained. Once inside, she let her keys fall on the little میز, جدول right اگلے to the door; her shoes and کوٹ were left where they dropped as she made her way to the living room.

Little Rachel was with Wilson, who had volunteered to pick her up from daycare and stayed with her. He made an excuse that he needed مزید contact to his cute new “niece” and that the new...
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posted by lizzie22xo
I have been writing Huddy fanfics about when they were in college, I'm currently working on a different one right now, but I decided to write another one as well. So hope آپ enjoy it!
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The sound of her staletoes clicked as she walked on the cheap tile floor, her pace wasn’t too fast nor too slow, it was just right. Her walk showed confidence, constantly moving her hips in a rhythm. Her skin like porcelain, and her eyes blue with a hint of gray in them. The toned muscles in her legs were astonishing, every inch of was beautiful. She looked as if she were hand crafted by...
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Again, this is part of the Broken Bride fic. If آپ havent' read Broken Bride, Save Our City, and Tonight's the Night, آپ should read them before آپ read this one so you'll know what's happening, because I'm going to tell آپ right now, if آپ don't, آپ won't.

This one is very long and is the main reason for the PG-13 rating, though Save Our City ended up being pretty gruesome too. So just a warning


Part III: The میمنے, برہ and the Dragon

Note to self: pterodactyls don’t have night vision. Raptors do. I basically dive into my machine after nearly having my head torn of my a pack of velociraptors....
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I hope آپ find the plot interesting!! Anyway, chapter two is in front of you!

Reviews are delightful!

xoxo


Chapter two: It’s Summer!!!

“Oh, don’t act surprised”, my aunt started, “You know she was coming and آپ agreed on involving her as a part of the team if she took some of your clinic duty. That is 2 hours a day!”

“And yet, she is 3 hours with me. Somehow I think that’s not fair.” آپ could hear House from behind me, being sarcastic again.

“You’re an adult, House. Get over it.” And with that my amazing aunt left leaving the diagnostician a little bit confused. God, she...
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Sepia Memories:

A blue moon echoed across the lake, dipping into the earth with each tender wave that crashed against the jagged rock. Restless creatures spoke into the night, whispering platitudes across the water, wishing for the new daybreak. These sounds of the early morning were as scary as they were calming, and although four walls and locks surrounded Cuddy, she still lay awake.
    Her fingertips filled with color as they moved lightly across her forehead, trailing down to her right eyebrow. Closing her eyes at this touch, she sighed. A lump, which she had come to...
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posted by ToEkNeE
[House staggers into Wilson's office. He limped all the way to his سوفی, لٹانا to lay down. Wilson knows he's there but doesn't bother to look up from his paperwork]

Wilson: Avoiding Cuddy, again?

House: No, I just love hiding out in your office.

Wilson: She'll turn up, eventually, and then آپ will have to see her.

House: Not if I know where to hide. After here I go to the clinic, because she's supposed to go check on the team today. And when she sees that I'm not there she will go look for me and that's when I go back to my office and wait for my teams arrival with the results of an MRI scan.

Wilson...
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posted by house_amy2
This is my first attempt at House پرستار fiction.

I'd love to get some tips on how to improve my writing. XDD

Basically, House is practising his rubber band firing skills, with Cuddy's backside as his target.

One shot.
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The art of rubber band flicking takes a considerable amount of skill. Not only must one have already mastered the precise finger techniques of firing a rubber band, but one must also take into consideration a number of variable factors including wind velocity, the elasticity of the rubber...
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posted by housefrk
This is the third installment of the Broken Bride fic. If آپ haven't read Part I: Broken Bride and Save Our City, please go read them before continuing.

I apologize for the shortness. Not much happens in this song. Hopefully I'll make up for it. I'm expecting the اگلے one to be pretty long


Tonight’s the Night

I pace the cave as the sun disappears under the treetops once again. I’ve been in this cave for three days, but the pterodactyl hasn’t moved. In fact, I’m pretty sure it’s waiting for me. These things are smarter than people give them credit for.
    
I just...
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posted by Squibblings
House spends the night on a mystery after the clues, and Cuddy taunt him. Spoilers if آپ haven't seen much past season 5 episode 10: "Let Them Eat Cake".
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The words had not moved.
    
And yet House stared at them intently, as though, when least expected they would tip their hand and reveal something- anything, which would solve this case.
    
The sun and clock rotated on their timetables into dusk. His team left for the night, but the words still have not moved. Yet, from his vantage of them on the white...
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posted by zubeerfaan
i was bored and wanted to write something and this is the first thing that came to my mind and so i wrote it
hope آپ like it and plz comment!!;D

ohh and i am sorry for my typing english is not my first langue i am from sweden and i am only thriteen so i havent been learning for a long time

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House,wilson and cuddy are going on a conference in Amsterdam

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PATH hallway
,,HOUSE!! We are going to amsterdam tomorrow آپ can go ہوم and pack,, cuddy کہا to house Monday morning at PPTH
,,wait?? What?...
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posted by housefrk
This is chapter 2 of the Broken Bride fic. If آپ haven't read Part I: Broken Bride, go read it before continuing.


Save Our City

Kutner sprints back through the doors of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, brushing himself off as he goes. He is covered in ash, but it’s difficult not to be when it’s raining from the sky. The lobby is filled with chaos. Clinic patients are cowering in corners and under chairs. Taub and Thirteen are hurrying past, their arms loaded down with anything heavy enough to result in a fatal blow to the head یا light enough to be lit on آگ کے, آگ and launched into the...
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added by Chandlerfan
I finally managed to write these drabbles for the shuffle game, but I'll warn آپ now...happy songs, آپ will see not.
Now you've been warned, enjoy! =D




I.
We Are Broken – Paramore


I am outside
And I’ve been waiting for the sun
And with my wide eyes
I’ve seen worlds that don’t belong



She stood outside the ڈنر, کھانے they were supposed to be meeting at; her hands shoved deep into her pockets and her shoulders hunched up to keep as warm as possible on this bitterly cold day.

She had waited inside for long enough already; she had already had about three cups of coffee.

She knew he wasn’t coming and...
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posted by TheHiddenCane
Soft chords drift across the hallway...
There's بوربان, برباون on the lid of the piano, that's all he needs:

Will آپ tell me
again tomorrow
That I won't be there
because of my sorrow?

Will آپ send those yarmulke's flying
only if
there's not me eyeing
everything the room does,
dear?
I know it's me
You've made that clear...

It seemed آپ wanted me to go
for you
like it'd be happy, smiling and not home
for you
I think you'd forgotten who آپ were facing, though
White winter snow, is best viewed from a window and...

That's why I didn't go.


Will آپ taunt me
again tomorrow
Facing a cane and a grin
that I'll borrow?

Will you...
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