Name: Grimmrose

Gender: female

Race: shadow elf

Hobbies: chasing children and hiding everyones left shoe

I will not flirt. I will club, drag you to my lair, and have my wicked way with you.

NEWSFLASH!! I have a new job with some really outlandish hours so I am sorry for not updating as soon as I said and/or want.

A little more background on myself. I'm a 21 year old college student from New England living in California. Most of my free time is spent writing stories and lyrics for myself and my friends. I have two younger siblings that live to drive my mother and I insane, as children are prone to do. I love getting feedback, good or bad, on anything I do. The way I see it, with constructive critisim I can only get better and flames will give me something to vent on outside of history and politics. I love dark comedies and music (any kind.) I'm open minded and very out spoken. I take little to nothing to heart so don't worry about hurting my feelings if you don't like something I wrote, I won't think bad of you. I really can't think of anything else to write but if I do I'll add it later. Until then duckies I bid you adieu!!

As much as it pains me to admit I am not telepathic. I cannot read your thoughts so I would greatly appreciate your reviews. By doing so you can guarentee that I shall return the favor.

I'm going to myself a favor and just my disclaimer here so I don't get into any trouble...

DISCLAIMER: Sadly I own nothing but the plot of my little diddies and any of my own characters (believe me, you'll know who they are!). I if I did I'd actually have money .

In regards to my House M.D. fics I'd like to say that most of them will be more about the characters rather than their jobs. As it is I'm medical terminology retarded. . All I have to go on are my aunt's old med school books and that's only when she lets me read them. I will of course throw in a case or two so I do the show justice but because of my "handicap" these will few and far between. However, if anyone feels the urge to help a poor girl out in this area I would be most grateful to your assistance. If you would like to help my e-mail address can be found here on my profile.

-- This section is devoted to reviews that I either found amusing, amazing or pointless--

A review sent from Limaccia states: "Uh, you're making House 'the girl'? I don't think so!"

My Response: First, the question mark goes inside of the quotation marks (thought you outta know.) Second, if you don't like how I write the pairings, write your own stories. I actually thought about how they would "get down" and put Wilson as the seme because not only did I feel like it, but honestly how would you feel if you had a messed up leg and you aggrivated it getting busy with your significant other? I felt that if Wilson had gotten enough courage to tell House his feelings then he would have had some pent up emotions and needed an outlet.

A review sent by Atari-chan states: "That is like so totally the cutest thing ever! And it seems to have fried my brain into thinking I'm an American cheerleader. I love it! It's so cute! Yay!
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My Response: You are awesome!! It's reviews like this that make me feel all bubbly inside. Thanks for reading my shtuff.

A review sent from persistence of memory states: "First of all, thanks for adding me to your favorite author list. Secondly, this was good, but heavily out of character. Wilson wouldn't be that forward all of a sudden, and House was just off. Now, I can't claim to know what the character thinks, but I don't think that he would be that hopeful. House is the ultimate pessimist/realist, he wouldn't imediately jump to the hopeful love stage, first he would say something along the lines of "Is this a joke, Wilson?" And then Wilson would say something lke "Yes, this is just a joke, that's why I'm professing deep seeded feelings of love to you. You're an ." Something like that.

My favorite parts of this story were the beginning and end of the second chapter. When House admitted his personality flaws, that was great, because it was very in character. House knows that he's an , and he really doesn't mind talking about it. The last line was also pure House. Its just the kind of childish thing that he would say in a moment like that. It had perfect timing and was just a great line.

Now I am done with this long review, but since a lot of it was constructive, I don't think that you minded reading through it. Oh, one more thing. When you use parenthisis is a sentence, the end of sentence puncuation goes outside the last parenthisis. So, it would be ike this. "I love being in control and I love being right (hell, who doesn’t?)." Okay, done now."

My response: You rock! This is the constructive review I've hoping for! I will try and take what you've said into my writing of the next chap which hopfully won't be too out of character. Thanks so much for your review and all the help it's given me.

-- Stories--Stories--Stories--

MADE YOU LOOK: This had originally started as a one shot but by request I'm continuing it. I have another chapter almost completed and I will post it as soon as I edit it.

UPDATE!!

I've decided that there was nothing else I could do to Made You Look...I've tried, but, everything I've tried to write were either companion pieces or altogether different.

I've got something in the works about why Chase is really House's favorite ducky.

STAY TUNED DUCKIES!!

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile.

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, copy this into your profile.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

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