Okay, so obviously I know jack shit about sexual harassment law in New Jersey, or anywhere else for that matter. I’m sure this isn’t even close to proper protocol. Hope you can suspend your disbelief and enjoy all the same. - atd
p.s. Happy birthday, flippet!

The woman who looked like a lawyer was, in fact, Ali’s lawyer and she laid out her ( Read more... )

New S7 fic that I’m somewhat meh on. But hopefully part II will be more interesting. Props to flippet for beta reading and helping me hone the original idea. - atd

There were certain days where it seemed like the hospital was a giant game of whack-a-mole: as soon as Cuddy resolved one crisis, another one popped up.

But today had been blissfully ( Read more... )

This little fic is based off a prompt from my girl suzmum: It’s a companion piece to my fic The Whim. What if, this time, Cuddy was the one who proposed to House?- atd

House and Cuddy were lying in bed, still slightly out-of-breath and giddy from great sex, and House had that proud look on his face-the one he got when he knew he had really gotten ( Read more... )

AU fic, based on an adorable prompt from Video Goddess (aka Mel) and Olivia. What if Wilson and Amber had a baby, an emergency came up, and House and Cuddy were forced to take care of it-together? Comedic hijinks, domesticity and sexytime would ensue (hopefully). Hope you enjoy!

House was enthusiastically regaling Wilson with the details of the ( Read more... )

Hope you like the ending. Also, posting this in a rush because people are eager to read it. I'll check back later for typos.

House was completely in the dark but Cuddy was armed with at least some of the facts, so she was the first to piece it all together.

“You’re Ellen,” she said, gaping at her. Then, with a slow and scornful shake of her head ( Read more... )

“Oh God, I did it again,” Cuddy said to Ellen a few weeks later, putting her head in her hands ( Read more... )

You’re about to feel hella sorry for Ellen. Sorry. It couldn’t be helped. - atdEllen found herself in the lobby of the Urban Oasis Yoga Centre. It was exactly what you would expect: Muted colors, a soothing fountain, pan flute music piped in over the intercom. Lisa Cuddy was nowhere in sight-she must’ve already disappeared into the locker room ( Read more... )

Here’s part 1 of an AU take on the series finale. Sadly, Wilson is still a goner, but at least House didn’t do any of that faking-his-own death nonsense.-atdCuddy took a deep breath, steadied her hands-which were shaking a bit-and dialed the all-too familiar number ( Read more... )

Just for fun, my third ever Huddy Valentine’s fic (Tiny Boxes and The Comfort Zone being the other two), but the first one where they’re not already in an established relationship. Please excuse the tiny bit of It’s a Wonderful Life-esque whimsy at the end. - atd

“Do you think it’s tacky to buy Amber an amber necklace?” Wilson asked, flipping ( Read more... )

I came THIS close to not posting this fic, because it’s really subpar, dammit (not to mention WAY derivative of many of my other fics). But then I decided: What the hell? It’s finished. It has a beginning, middle, and end. Plus . . .Huddy! I think (hope?) that’s better than no Huddy fic at all. I'll try to do better next time. xo, atd

House ( Read more... )