Hello!

My name is Maddie! I also tend to go by Bae here in most of my social circles online because of other usernames of mine, so you can call me that if you'd rather. I know it's bound to be easier that trying to address me with that rather than my username here, hahah, so whatever makes you comfortable. I'm 21, I live in the 'good ol' US of A, Indiana to be exact, and I'm Bisexual. How do you do.

Welcome to my page, if you are here to look for some sort of clue as to see if I'm going to finish a certain fic, look down at the bottom of this profile page thing please and thank you :)

I've purged some of my older fics, because I couldn't bear to look at them without cringing and shuddering. At one point I had up to about 20 fics on this account, if I can recall?All of them, in my own personal opinion, terrible and eye roll inducing in their own wild ways, yeesh. My writing has gotten better, tremendously from my first FF.Net account, and I'm hoping it will only get better from here.

My Anime Tumblr.

My RWBY tumblr

My Video Game tumblr

My TV/Movie tumblr

My AO3

My AO3 might be worth checking out, as that's where the majority of my new works ends up nowadays, including the fics left over that you can find on this account.

If you have any questions or anything about my fics, or about me, I spend a bunch of time on my tumblrs. You can come talk to me, if you want, I don't bite. :)

Story Statuses

What Lies Beneath: A Drabble Series - The Walking Dead/CarlxPatrick

"It was sort of a playful joke around the Prison. About how if Carl was seen, Patrick wouldn't be too far behind. They had become a package deal." Several drabble stories regarding the relationship between Carl and Patrick. (In other words I mourn Patrick's loss by making cutesy fanfiction.) Carl GrimesxPatrick (Previously known as Teach Me How: A drabble series) Status: Incomplete, On-going.

A good eighty percent of my fanfics are unfinished, isn't that nice. Most of them have question marks beside of them because I have no idea what to do with them. Some of them I wrote quite a while ago, long enough to look back on them and see how, uh, different my writing was back then.

I've changed computers, lost documents that I didn't think to save anywhere else. And I just, I try to read over them, to remember what I even wrote about and just convulse with embarrassment because damn, I can't stand it. Part of me wants to try and mend some of the issues but I'd have to change a lot of the story to do it, I feel, and it isn't really worth the struggle in my opinion. I might just delete them or something, I'm honestly not sure.

Of course that can't be said with some of my newer works like What Lies Beneath and a few more, which I am actually quite pleased with. So do not fret!