Author has written 3 stories for True Blood, Thor, and Sherlock.
Hello! I figured it was high time I updated this, given that I've been around for a while now and I ain't going anywhere.
I love writing but I hate writing about myself - the basics are that my name is Maisie, I'm twenty years old and I spend more time thinking about fictional characters than I do about real people.
Right now I've only got two incomplete stories up; Running For Dead and Nobody's Listening. I have a few plots on my hard-drive, the odd chapter and random little one-shots that will eventually make it over here but in the meantime it's just those two. Ice Prince may find itself with more chapters at a later date but I am as yet unsure; right now it stands alone as a one-shot.
I'll say it here (and you've all heard it about 578453 times before); I own nothing that you recognise. The settings, characters, places, objects...whatever - they aren't mine. If they were, I wouldn't be here, I'd be...well, I'd be...doing...something else...probably.
Running For Dead
Elliot was running from her past, from Michael, from her curse. She was running because she had nothing left to lose, until she winds up in Bon Temps and catches the unwanted interest of Eric Northman. It may be that she's found a reason to stop running, but will that be enough to keep her there when an old enemy reappears and turns everything upside down? Strong language, Eric/OC
(may be continued)
'Small he was now but never was there a Frost Giant that did not grow.' That day when Odin marched was the day King Laufey took his heart and laid it in a temple in Jotunheim, trusting to the ice that had always protected the Jotuns to protect the young prince he left there as he walked into battle.
The Torchwood team need to Retcon Sherlock and John before they find out too much. Trouble is, that's not going to be easy with an ex-army doctor, the world's only consulting detective and his older brother to contend with. THIS STORY IS BEING MOVED OVER FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT.
Sherlock AU. Sherlock is six years old when he survives the crash that kills his parents. Now mute and suffering in the aftermath, Sherlock is taken under the wing of Gregory Lestrade, a foster parent with a focus on special cases, and his current ward John Watson. Will John be able to help Sherlock find his voice again?
Some Avengers fanfics will probably will making their way here soon, so look out for those! And possibly a few Harry Potter ones, once I've given them a tweak and a going-over.
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