Before you get excited, some are still forthcoming. Some are here.

Requests:
juneprota wants House with some Foreman thrown in. Still working on that one. (Harder than it sounds as Foreman apparently doesn't appreciate being thrown anywhere.)
allie_quixotic Wants Mo and Clay:

Title: Swimming in Moondust
Author: dontkickmycane
Ratings/Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All Mine. So all mine. I made these guys.
A/N:Clancey has moons in his eyes.

“I want to stop in the moonlight,” I whisper, my breath mingling with shadows and light playing through black hair. He shivers, nods.

“Let’s swim,” he suggests. My breathing and blood quicken. I grin as he strips. Moonlight turns his dusky skin pewter as he dives, arcing out over the water, rising again; water and moonbeams turn him molten. I want to be moonlight, water, air, gliding over him, sliver strands wrapping around him, sculpting something more perfect than I could even dream.

His laughter and cool drops splatter across my face. Does he know where my thoughts take me?


wanderingwidget wants H/W cuddle!fluff. Not my strong suit, but I'll try
and Wilson vs. Steve:Deathmatch

Title: Him or Me: Wilson vs. Steve the Rat
Author: dontkickmycane
Ratings/Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not even the rat.


“You know there’s completely screwed up, then there’s us, don’t you?” He gets a shuffling response. “Want to know what comes after us?” He’s being carefully watched. “Probably insanity and death.” Still, the wary eyes never leave his face. “You have to trust me eventually. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“You know you’re talking to a rat.”

“I’m trying to feed the damn rat.”

“Give me that.” He has to let House take the food, but he can’t let him give it to the rat.

“Don’t.”

“You trying to kill Steve?”

“Damn it, House, it’s him, or me.”

“Him.”


rivers_bend wants Stacy/Cuddy or Stacy and Cuddy frustration. I don't know if this is my best work, but I've never writen more than a few minor lines of either of these two ladies before, so, here goes nothin'.

Title: She and I
Author: dontkickmycane
Ratings/Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Not mine.



We could have been friends, she and I. Might have been in another circumstance. I used to dream about being with him, though I don’t know why. He’s not exactly a catch. But she’s back, and the way he looks at her is proof. She has him, always did have him, maybe always will. And now, when I think of him, I see her, and I don’t know which one I’m really thinking about. We could have been, her and I, under other circumstances, in another lifetime. But in the end, she picked safe, which was neither one of us.


And finally, inkblot_fiend wants early House /Wilson. I still have to go back to season one and glean some inspiration for this one.

So, there you go. That's what I have so far. I have not been idle, my flist. As always, feel free to comment, and for those of you still waiting, soon, I promise. The muse strikes at odd moments, as you well know.