Missy

I'm shy about myself on the net, so there's not much for the public eye trying to get over that

Do feel free to friend me, come say hello and introduce yourself and I'll friend you right back :)

Occasionally, fic happens. can be found here, here and here.
(so far in these fandoms: Avengers 2012 movie-verse, Inception, Criminal Minds, White Collar, airps)

If you want me to continue a wip, tell me - that actually works sometimes :)

Oh, and English is not my first language. There will be spelling errors and such. Point them out and get cookies!

I'm so, so sorry for how long I haven't updated. The next chapter will be posted in two weeks, Tuesday 8/7/12

http://archiveofourown.org/works/1…

I finally got around to start posting on AO3!

Physical Therapy, chapter 1/3
Words: 10,502
Rating: explicit. Very.

"Tony speaks directly in Steve's ear and his voice comes out lower and huskier than intended. He can hear Steve's breath become irregular, his own breath ghosting on Steve's skin, making him shudder and without his permission Tony's hands start kneading Steve's tense shoulders, his nails scraping lightly down Steve's neck.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/4…

Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story. Or however many I feel like.

Fandoms: Marvel/Avengers, Sherlock BBC, White Collar, Dr Who, Inception, Criminal Minds, any 'verse I've written)

Unbetaed. Title from ‘The darkest star’, Depeche Mode.

Caught in the spider’s web you’ve spun

The first time Steve hears Tony mention his sweetheart is right after their first mission. Tony disappears quickly, throwing a comment over his shoulder as he leaves, about after this shit he needs one-on-one time with his baby.
Must be nice, Steve thinks, having someone to go to, someone who understands.


http://crackswhip.tumblr.com/post/…

metaallu and me went into overdrive. Enjoy the porn fruits of our labor!

[08:35:38] Missy: i think its more, lets say tony had a really annoying one night stand

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So, are there any fellow Danes here? If so, do you want to meet up and squee together? I want to do that face-to-face and I love meeting new people :D I don't bite!
(I live in Århus)

On a more general note, to all of you, what are your thoughts on this idea? Do you not want the streams crossed? Do you also miss fannish friends / aquatints in you 'real' life, or is it just me?

(Before this Metaallu and me talked about how it's sad that fandom is like fight club - something you do not talk about.)

[11:14:38] Missy: but yeah, there was this danish radio thing, where you could call in with you're problems, all kinds of problems, and a panel would advice you on air
[11:15:48] Missy: and this girl who wrote harry/draco called in and talked about it and about how it was so big a part of her life that she really wanted to share it with her friend. and the panel was like, haven't heard about that one before, but okay
[11:15:58] Missy: and also: so harry is /all the way/ gay?
[11:16:14] Missy: and i was like, YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHTCLUB
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-- Send applications to schools. FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

-- Get caught up on school work. I have a paper due for Thursday I have no idea how to do because I haven't been mentally present in that class. In none of the classes, really. I AM A LAZY ASS.

-- My apartment is a mess. There is the Bermuda Square, my desk, where everything disappears. There's the Vortex of Insanity, my fridge. Nuff said. There's the pile of laundry on the floor that I swear is mutating and growing on its own and is this close to gain sentience and go on a murder spree, or demand the rights of a person and start the revolution for equality for it's people. There is an invasion of dust-bunnies that are multiplying like, well, bunnies. There's lonely, mateless socks that looks sadly at me and sighs. And then there's the books. Oh, the books. Hello Missy. Come and play with us. Come and play with us, Missy. Forever... and ever... and ever.

I go to war when I get home. Wish me luck. I may never return. Don't feel sad, tell yourself that at least she tried.

Part I
Part II

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