Name: Helen

Origins: Under a bridge somewhere

Birthday: November 12

Fandoms: Skyfall, Sherlock (BBC), Avengers, Harry Potter, Sailor Moon,...yeah...

Pairings

Avengers
Tony/Steve
Tony/Bruce
Tony/Loki

Skyfall
James Bond/Q

Sherlock
JOHNLOCK

Harry Potter
Harry/Severus
Harry/Lucius
Harry/Draco
Harry/Sirius
Harry/Remus
Yeah...I think Harry with almost anyone.

About the Author: Um...well you can call me Silver :D I've been publishing what I have and I do apologize if it takes me a while to update. I'm now in college full time, so it's taking up a lot of my time. I've recently taken a step back from Harry Potter, but I'm trying to at least get something done with them. I AM NOT ABANDONING THEM. Currently, I'm hooked on Sherlock and Skyfall. BLAME THE BRITISH ACCENTS AND SEXY OLDER MEN, ALRIGHT? They're lovely. Anyways, I've recently gotten my Ao3 account and I'm really excited about that. It has what I'm currently working on and WILL finish shortly. And tumblr. Want to be a little more connected with me? Follow me on tumblr! :)

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Just type those in with http:// and replace the words with the actual symbols. I look forward to updating soon.

I am different, eccentric, crazy, fun, outgoing, intelligent, athletic, loving, careful, dangerous, naughty, sweet, sassy, sarcastic, creative, imaginative, talented, bright, warm, free, but most of all... I am me.

Faithfully yours,

Silverwingeddetective

"She Lives in War" - I'm really sorry to my readers that I haven't updated yet. I've been working on it and I'm just stuck. I know how I want it to end and everything, but I don't know what to do in between. I will update asap.

"Aftermath"- Oh, I love you all so much! I check my email every day and see favorites, and follows and...WELL, LET'S JUST SAY YOU HAVE A WELL DESERVED SURPRISE COMING DEARS!!!

"Returning to You"- When I put this up, no one voted for it, that's why it went up really. I'm really glad I actually have a good amount of people who like it. I was really weary if it would have a good reception. Just know that, I am working on it, I just haven't had time. And after the current chapter, everything pretty much takes a huge turn.

"Saving A Heart"- I'm trying really hard to finish this, I am. I just had this one comment somewhere else that was deliberately rude and it put me off. I usually don't care, but it was just dumb. It's AU and was labeled as such, so, yes...the characters will NOT act the way they would in the book and movies. THAT'S THE POINT. AU= ALTERNATE UNIVERSE And it's a sob story...well, no shit. THAT'S THE POINT. Some people like that. I'm sorry, but that comment really bothered me because it was really...nonsensical to even say that.

"Like Riding a Bike"- I'm just over half way done. Again, it's only because school has been so demanding lately.

"A Summer's Muse"- I love that I still get favorites from this. Thanks!

*NEXT STORY* (Predicted Publish date: June)

"Divina Alieni"
There is a legend among the dwellers of Ancient Italy, one that only the elders know fondly and that the newer generations had heard only snippets of. From a time where the bible was the only book and Latin the only language, beautiful people roamed the grounds, some with wings and some not. They were called Divina Alieni--Divine Strangers. One could have sworn they were extinct...well, they're wrong. (DracoXHarry)

The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs rpsoet it.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it. :

I am the boy who never finished high school because I got called a fag everyday.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am 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 out 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 wanted to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the child I bore, nursed, and raised. The court said I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grew 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 girl who believes God killed my uncle because the day before I started dating my first girlfriend was the day he began to pray.
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 did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the teenager who gets kicked off an all-girls swim team because I told one of the coaches about my girlfriend.
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.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson".
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the girl who is always crying herself to sleep at night because I am afraid of my mother finding out just exactly who I love with all my heart

I am the person who believes others can overcome homophobia, for i love all my friends who love the same sex and I don't give a rat's ass who doesn't agree.