hello friends, i'm ann and i sometimes try to write on my free time. you can find my works in ao3. ✍🏻 links to my works below!
04/24/26 — I'm currently in a writing hiatus. Work and personal life has been consuming me and it has been overwhelming. It saddens me that writing fanfic, once my joy and escape, has been something of a struggle for me lately. Words and plots aren't flowing right from me. Or at least the way I want it to. I apologize to anyone who has been waiting for me to update anything. For now, I could only offer this note. If I post one day, you'll know. Thank you and love and light to you all. ✨🫶🏻
MASTERS OF THE AIR
WE'LL MEET AGAIN (complete) — when semi-retired time traveler elaine byrne accidentally goes back to 1941, she meets robert 'rosie' rosenthal on the eve of his enlistment. almost two years later, they meet again in 1943 london.
you must remember that you're gonna continue to find things (art, nature, people, etc) that amaze you and ground you and you're gonna be glad to be alive to experience it
if only my grandfather could see my increased interest in ww2 history like yes grandfather. this is it . this is the fruit of your labor. me reading about the war you were born in (he was born 1941). me getting sad over sas rogue heroes because you died before we get to watch it together!!!! me thinking about how much we could've talked about it.
oh that old man shaped me more than i thought jesus christ i miss you so much!
insane to think that they were in the same prison camp where on the british side the great escape was happening. imagining gale dragging bucky to the theater in 1963 to watch the heroes all die tragically like THERE. THAT'S why i didn't let you dig a tunnel. asshole
the issue with growing up in the 2000s and 2010s was like there was this really big push toward "accepting your weirdness" overall but they meant like idk wearing mismatched socks or something not being tangibly beyond the norm in any way shape or form
