Hey, so I'll give this a go.

Request any fic of mine and I will provide you with a commentary/annotations, like a DVD extra.

There's only a few for Astrid, so I'll throw my other fic writing muses in here too:

nanboleyn Anne Boleyn
ginger_hustler Ginger McKenna-Rothstein (Casino)
marquis_debauch Marquis de Sade
viv_ward Vivian Ward (Pretty Woman)

I have muse ADD alot, forgive me >_<. ( Read more... )

It was bitter, exhaustion was setting in and only now did she realise how cold she was. The flimsy uniform dress seemed to be porous, letting in every gust of icy breeze. As it flapped at the hem, she pushed it back down hopelessly for the umpteenth time. Astrid rubbed at her arms in a vain attempt to warm herself, hugging herself as she ( Read more... )

It could be anywhere. She’d seen her first sunrise on Sol 3, yet the beauty and excitement of it had passed her by. Where she should have smiled and been caught up in the wonder of it, of how alien it was, of how its vibrant orange hues filled the horizon and fought with the dull grey clouds lending them their effervescence so that their edges ( Read more... )

The Doctor was busy stringing fucking fairy lights up, poor Astrid was looking on with dismay, and he seemed oblivious to it.

Word Count: 725
Muses: Astrid Peth and Brendan Block
Notes: Written from the PoV of both muses - Astrid does not say 'fucking' XD

Muse: Astrid Peth
Word Count: 586
Prompt: Charity @ oncoming_storms

"C'moooon Astrid, it'll be fun. Let your hair down for once. You never come out with us after work ( Read more... )

Astrid had wandered the streets of London for four days straight now. Exhausted, but she never stopped. Dark moons that stole the shine from her eyes, weighed heavily. Still hoping though and more confused than she'd ever been. But there was no sign of him. She'd asked people, too many people, so many people that they all blurred together now ( Read more... )

It's not true what they say. There is nothing from your past.

No childhood memories of forgotten playgrounds, no fleeting visions of loved ones lost, not even a glimpse of the life you so desperately wanted to leave behind.

Maybe it's that, maybe it's because it was never what you wanted. It didn't save you then, it never even came close, ( Read more... )