Dr. Lisa Cuddy

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Submitted by housecuddy4ever 15 days ago

Cuddy's striptz extended version download link SENDSPACE

Submitted by ewanica 17 days ago

Submitted by huddyislove 1 month ago

A Luddy fanfic, written by me, because MoniBolis' inquiry about Luddy fanfics inspired me.

Submitted by misanthrope86 2 months ago

Its an article studying why Cuddy acts the way she does and hints towards her idealistic tendancies.

Submitted by oldmovie 2 months ago

Excerpt:
"It's too bad," he says, shifting in obvious discomfort. "You would have made a great mother." His voice is low and hesitant and seems intended to be comforting. His eyes flicker, briefly, awkwardly meeting yours.

The color drains from your face and your eyes blaze fire. Your entire body stiffens and, for a fraction of a second, you turn your face away, unable to even look at him. How dare he mock you? Especially now, in the midst of the pain of your loss and when your usual defenses against him are temporarily disabled by your agony. But of course he knows that, and, as usual, he...

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[i]One of the many, many great things about House is the acerbic, flirtatious relationship between the crippled Dr. Gregory House and his boss, the Dean of Medicine Lisa Cuddy. We can only assume that having a man like House on your payroll is a constant fire alarm of potential malpractice lawsuits and bristling sarcasm, so it's astounding that Cuddy has managed to hold onto her sanity so long. Clad in tight pencil skirts and cleavage-revealing sweaters, Cuddy may be a little on the MILFy side for our usual tastes but age ain't nothing but a number, baby. Her and House have some sort of sexual...

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SPOILERS!, speculation and my imagination…sort of huddish with hints of Cuddy/Lucas

Thanks to yunioshi for help me out with my grammar mistakes…

Cuddy heard a knock at her hotel room door. She knew exactly who it was. She opened the door.

“Go to you room House, it’s late, and we leave early in the morning.”

House stared at her.

“What do you want?”
“You weren’t shocked about that bit of information that Wilson spilt?”