a doctor reader on house's team who very taciturn and stoic, and has graduated from mild annoyance to house's new point of interest. at most he's been able to pry out a sharp, dry response, but she's more or less is indifferent to him. until, he overhears she has a date after her shift, house makes a couple of comments.
later in the night, she's in the ER from a car crash, nothing serious but she definitely has a concussion. house finds her in her tight black dress, tights and cute little heels all dolled up, and after months of suppressing her crush on house, as a symptom of her concussion she has no filter and is all over him. feeling up his arms, staring at him and checking him out
"we need a blood transfusion for er- shit what's your type again?" wilson mumbles flipping through her papers.
"older men" reader throwing a flirty glance to house.
"blood type!"
~thank you to this anon for the inspiration, I did see the extension of this request also ;)
Abapical Amnesia
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House MD Characters with an Age Regressor!Reader: Headcanons
Cameron, Foreman, Wilson, & House x GN!Reader
Summary: You are a very competent doctor working for House and have become very close with your coworkers. So when they find out you age regress on occasion, they are more than happy to accommodate.
Or: Your coworkers are entirely prepared for you to regress at work, and very much enjoy being your caregivers.
Word count: ~1400 in total
Warnings and tags: Not beta read. Talk of age regression and anxiety, obviously. One mention of amputation (it makes sense, I promise). Mentioned yelling. Making Chase into the bad guy for one point in House’s section. Probably OOC House but I believe he can be soft. Mostly just fluff and comfort. Established relationship can be read as platonic or romantic. Gender neutral reader, you/yours and they/them pronouns used for reader, no physical descriptions of reader.
A/N: Skipping Chase because I hate him. House’s is the longest by far, wrote a whole mess for him can you tell he’s my favorite? Use of Y/N because I didn’t have another option but it’s just once. Definitely writing more with this concept eventually.
Cameron:
Absolutely loves little you
Always keeps a bag of supplies in her car just in case you need them
Said bag includes: coloring books, stuffed animals, fidget toys, safe snacks and drinks, a portable DVD player with DVDs of your favorite shows and movies, and even an extra set of clothes just to be safe
Will happily set you up in the conference room with a coloring book and some snacks if she has to leave for a moment for a case
She likes to engage in activities with you if she can (i.e. outside of work or when there’s no patients), whether that’s watching your comfort shows too or coloring with you
House once walked into his office to find you both sitting on the couch coloring while an episode of Scooby Doo played on her computer
If it hadn’t been you, he would have made a comment right there and then
But because he not so secretly cares, he just ignores you both, letting you stay there until you were adult again
Though that doesn’t stop him from teasing her about it for months afterwards
She lets you braid her hair if you want to and enthusiastically brags about it if someone asks about the less than ideal state of her hair, especially House, since she knows he gets jealous
House looks up as Cameron finally enters the patient’s room, her hair tangled into a weak semblance of a braid. “What happened to your hair? Did a bird try to nest in it?”
“Y/N did it for me actually. Aren’t they sweet?” She smirks, flipping it over her shoulder, not embarrassed in the slightest and leaving House to seethe silently that you had chosen her to be so close to today.
Foreman:
Would quite honestly rather not have you at work while you’re little
It’s not that he doesn’t like you like this, quite the opposite, he adores you
He just doesn’t think that your shared workplace is an appropriate place for a child
If he’s able to, he’d much prefer to just take you home and stay with you there if you need him to
That being said, he usually can’t, thanks House, so he settles for hiding you away in some unoccupied room and busying you with books or TV
If he’s not currently occupied with a case he’ll happily read to you for hours, sometimes age appropriate books he knows you like and sometimes he’ll read from medical textbooks just to make you laugh
He’ll never admit it, because it is “so unprofessional to have a child, in any form, in the office during a case” but he really likes when you choose to spend the day with him. It makes him feel special.
The group was all so invested in throwing ideas about the current case that none of them noticed you slipping away until you silently tugged on Foreman’s hand, blinking at him.
He softens, turning to face you more. “Oh. Hey, uh… Do you need me?” He asks softly, turning back to the team (who had stopped talking entirely upon noticing your state) when you nod.
“Alright, I’ll be right back. Just gonna get them set up in one of the offices.” He says, with no room for debate (not like anyone was going to anyway), and gently leads you out of the room as House rolls his eyes dramatically, but bites his tongue for your sake.
Wilson:
Wilson generally only steps in when, either, you ask for him specifically, or House dumps you in his office because none of his team can stay with you due to a pertinent case
Aside from sometimes being forced into taking care of you, he really does love you
Unfortunately, he’s not amazing with kids, so he’s not always sure what he’s doing
Usually he’ll just have you “help” with his paperwork. Either having you on his lap to fill out Very Important Documents™️ with him or setting you up at his desk with some printer paper and highlighters and talking to patients and other doctors elsewhere
If you need extra attention he may even consider rescheduling any appointments he has that day
He loves taking you out to lunch when you’re little because you always want to go for a walk and point out every little thing that catches your attention and the excitement in your eyes just makes him melt
“Okay, okay,” Wilson laughs softly as you excitedly tug him towards a small pond where a flock of geese is gathered. “We can go look at the geese-“
“Gooses.” You correct him, much preferring the whimsy of incorrect pluralizations in this state.
“Right, gooses,” He nods before continuing. “We can look at the gooses but we can’t get too close, okay?”
You nod quickly, smiling as you get as close to the birds as he’ll let you and sitting down on the grass to watch them, while he watches you with eyes so soft that if House saw them, he’d have ammunition for the rest of time.
House:
He is almost always the one taking care of you
As the boss, if you don’t ask for a specific other person, he’s sending everyone away and not leaving his office for the day
When he found out about your regression he almost immediately started grilling you about it
You were terrified he was just trying to gauge how it would impact your work and if you answered wrong he’d fire you
So you were massively surprised when you discovered the box under his desk
Filled to the brim with everything (and I mean everything) one could possibly need while little, most items obviously specifically chosen for you and your needs
Turns out he did his own research and, paired with your own words about it, created an entire emergency plan for if you regress at work
Said plan mostly being spending the day in his office with him but the activities depend on how you’re feeling that day
Tired? He’ll tuck you in on his couch and sit at his desk “working” (he almost always spends more time watching you sleep than doing any work)
Hungry? He’ll order whatever takeout you want and watch your favorite comfort TV with you
Bored? He’ll play any game you want and he might even let you win (he always does)
Anxious? He’ll wrap his arms around you and read you something calming
But easily his favorite is quizzing you about medicine to see exactly how your brain is affected by the regressing
He’ll generally soften himself immensely with you when you’re like this
He knows you can keep up with his sarcastic wit when you’re adult but you can tend to be much more sensitive like this and he would rather finally have his leg amputated than make you cry
He also tends to get insanely protective of you when you’re little
Once Chase walked in while the two of you were watching one of your favorite children’s shows together and offhandedly commented something about the plot line being “dumb” and after you had left later that day, he tore into Chase for nearly an hour for it
Partially because it was your favorite episode and partially because he was sort of invested in it not that he’d ever admit that
(He reasons that he just wanted an excuse to yell at Chase but nobody believes him)
It’s why he doesn’t leave his office with you like this, he doesn’t want to risk anything upsetting you
And god forbid anyone even try to enter the office
Cuddy generally gets shooed away quickly and everyone else gets locked out and ignored
The team only gets a pass for case related issues and because he knows they love you too
(But they better not interrupt too much because he’s trying to figure out who ate the Cake’s Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness before Twilight does!)
You’re pressed comfortably into House’s side on the couch as you watch the tiny TV, one arm wrapped around you and the other waving wildly as he exclaims with every plot point.
“I can’t believe Duck would do that!”
“Duck is silly.” You nod in agreement, chewing on the plastic straw of a juice box.
“I would have figured it all out much sooner.” He says with enough determination it makes you look at him curiously.
“Mhm!” He continues, “Because I am much smarter than these silly birds.” He grins confidently at you, to which you nod in agreement before the next scene steals your attention.
And he just looks at you, the warmest smile softening his features as he watches you giggle at the show, perfectly content in your own little world that he is so grateful to be a part of.
Something that's living in my head: Cameron x reader where reader picks Cameron up from work and house is spying on them.
Btw love you fics luv❣️
i’m so sorry for the wait! here you go my dear ❤️
tags: nothin but fluff, gn! reader
it’s 7 o’clock pm. you’re sitting in an ‘employees only’ parking spot waiting for your girlfriend’s shift to end. the reservation you ordered for the surprise date was for 7:30. you anxiously tap the steering wheel, praying your dear, overworked girlfriend, isn’t too late. you grin as the doors open to the hospital and allison greets you with a warm smile. she makes her way to the passenger door and gets in the car, happy to be done with her shift. you sit and chat about her day, completely oblivious to the fact her slightly deranged coworker has gotten into his car as well. on a few occasions you’ve met dr. gregory house, he’s a funny guy to be around. a little weird; although, very intelligent. you two pulled out of the parking lot and began your trip to the restaurant. allison had been able to change out of her scrubs before she left, however you wouldn’t mind if she showed up in the most ridiculous thing ever. she was gorgeous.
absentmindedly listening to the sound of allison rant about the ups and downs of her day, you didn’t notice how the same black car follows you to your destination. however there are a lot of black car and you have bigger things to worry about. you pull into the restaurant and find a parking spot close to the entrance. allison has already walked far more than needed today. you hold her hand delicately as you enter the restaurant and are guided to your seats.
“i really do appreciate you”. she stares at you from across the table. she still makes your heart race like the first day you met.
“you know i’ll do anything for you, allison.” she smiles at the affection and looks down to see what she’ll want for dinner tonight.
the two of you scan the menu, unaware of the eyes burning holes into your heads. house knew something was up when dr. cameron was overly happy almost all day. nobody could be so excited at 8 am. so naturally, he had to investigate. now he’s here. at a nice restaurant, sitting in a booth alone ominously sipping on an extra dry martini. each time the waiter asks if he’s ready to start on anything he shoos him away, intently watching the situation.
before asking if your ready, your waiter approaches your table. he looks a little nervous.
“i’m so sorry for interrupting, but the man sitting in that booth over there had been watching the two of you all night.” he motions his head to house’s secluded booth.
allison scoffs and puts her hand up, “we’re fine, thank you.”. she gets up and you quickly follow, making your way to the booth. she slaps her hands down on his table.
“what the hell are you doing here.”
house looks around sheepishly, “eating? what else would i do at a restaurant?”.
“oh i don’t know, maybe stalking me?” she sighs in disbelief. house looks just as shocked, staring at her, wide mouthed. he throws his hands up in defeat. “maybe i was following you guys. BUT, only because you were way too happy to be at your job. i knew something was wrong.”.
“oh my god! nothing is wrong, no wonder you get a bad rep. you follow your colleagues.”. house rolls his eyes at her statement, looking you up and down. the three of you wait in silence until house breaks the ice.
“if i pay for your dinner will you leave me alone?”. the two of you look at each other and somehow telepathically agree on the offer. allison nods, and slowly backs away with you right behind her. you two sit back down at your original table and finally relax for a moment.
⋆·˚ ༘ * so very new to thehouse md fandom, currently on season 1 episode 16, slowly making progress. i’m desperate to write for them because I fell in love with the characters easily. so far I’m more inclined to write for wilson & cameron! open to ideas<3 && this is a side blog so I don’t follow from here.
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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:
You wake up in a bed, and that’s all you know, but the small crowd of doctors gathered around you think you know more.
Skirting in and out of consciousness, you spectated the battle of the dark threatening to consume you, fighting the light that blared in your eyes with every parting of your lids. All throughout the debilitating overstimulation, the oscillating mumbles of voices drowned your ears, mixed together in the huge boiling pot creating the potion for your sensory nightmare.
You didn’t know how long it had been once you opened your eyes once more, it wasn’t as bright as before, yet bright enough for your surroundings to cause a stir in your spirit, as if something was terribly wrong but you couldn’t begin to comprehend what. A synthetic smell hit your nose, you look down to find yourself tucked in a scratchy white blanket, hospital gown loose on your body, making you feel exposed and afraid. Three turned figures stood in the corner of the room, speaking hushed and tensely, one was female, with long chestnut hair curving along her back with every movement of her head. The second figure you noticed was a dark skinned man with hair buzzed to the scalp, you could see the blurry outline of his face, your eyes still far from being properly adjusted, he looked calm in comparison to the other two, composed. The third figure was blonde, you could see the least of this one, almost entirely blocked from your view by the woman. The second figure caught your cloudy eye, and quietly mumbled to the others, causing the brunette to turn abruptly and stomp towards your bedside.
“Enjoyed your beauty sleep?” She spat, an unbridled amount of rage and hate for a relatively petite body.
You felt foggy all over, you didn’t know how to respond, not a single word could be strung together in your mind.
“What were you thinking, drinking and driving?”
“Cameron.” You could see the blonde figure clearly now, he was a blue eyed Aussie with the resting face of a wounded puppy. “Leave her alone.”
He stepped forward and flashed a mini torch in your eyes, making you wince.
“How many drinks did you have?”
“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Your mouth was dry your breath made even you scowl, your throat felt hoarse, every word spoken was like regurgitating mangled metal nails.
“Cut the shit, we did the tox screen.” The woman now stood with her arms crossed, pointed, harsh expression upon her face.
“No. I mean, I don’t know.. anything.”
For a moment, everyone stared at you blankly, you felt useless, stupid, like the words to explain how you felt were trapped in a safe and you forgot where you had written down the code.
“What’s your name?” The man who hadn’t spoken to you since you awoke asked, whilst the other two doctors stood frozen.
You had always liked the name Juliette, it was French, romantic, delicate, or even Francesca, powerful and pointed- yet you weren’t sure of either of these were your name.
Slowly, you shook your head.
“Oh my god.” The female doctor dove to her knees before you, mouth hanging open. “You don’t remember me?”
She was almost tearful, it made your heart feel weighted with pity. You wanted so badly to spring to action and tell her what she wanted to hear, but all you could do was shake your head once more.
“It’s me, Allison? Allison Cameron?” Her eyebrows were raised, her tone pleading with you to just remember.
Your blank expression was enough to cause her to storm out of the room, bumping shoulders with a new character in your episode of pure confusion. Advancing from the shadows was a cane-bearing man, missing both a lab coat and the typical hopeful look of a doctor. Yet instead, he wore a blazer and a smug expression of knowing something you didn’t.
Hey!!! I absolutely adore your writing. I see that you’re not entirely taking requests at the moment or are slowing down with them which is completely fine xx
However when you’re feeling up to it I would love to read any Cameron x female reader domestic blurbs/headcannons.
No pressure at all, I love your work xx
Thank you for the consideration it is very refreshing 😊❤️
Domestic bliss with Allison
I feel like it’s quite obvious that Cameron would have some very specific home habits, perhaps where she puts each dish in the dishwasher, or maybe just how she likes to arrange your combination of soaps and serums in the bathroom. If you’re a naturally messy person, she has her work cut out for her but loves you regardless.
You understand that as a doctor, your girlfriend needs to come and go at bizzare hours. However on early mornings where you’re gifted with the privilege to sleep in, she leaves a cute note or two on the pillow or the toaster, usually with a corny motivation message that makes you roll your eyes and giggle to yourself.
She usually comes home a little frazzled, however you are more than patient enough to make sure your love is settled and relaxed after her stressful shifts at the hospital
Her guilty pleasure is straight romcoms, she enjoys the emotional rollercoaster on her screen, and tries to tune out the lack of realism. You know after a terrible day, all you need to do is pull out her favourite movie and spend your evening on the couch, dinner made, stroking your hands through her chestnut hair. At the end of the night, once the credits begin to play, she turns reaching her arms out towards you, quietly thanking you for taking care of her this evening as you share a warm, sleepy embrace.
Author’s notes:
Cameron is so gorgeous searching her up on Pinterest geniunely almost made me shed a tear, good lord 🥲🥲 I beg of you to send her in my requests much more often 😪
