Alyse Fletcher is lost. She knows she's in Inverness; she knows she's homeless and she knows she's in 1763. What she doesn't know is how the hell she's going to survive or how the hell she's going to get back. Follow her as she learns to navigate 18th century life as a young woman and discovers a family in the midst of tragedy. {pre season 3 - season 3} updating sundays!

𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 | ❝ like the sun, brianna was vibrant and golden while faith was as soft and as silver as the moon. ❞ （ outlander au ） （ illisius 2021 ）

While celebrating the new millennium with a family vacation traveling the UK, Melanie let's herself get a little too drunk for her liking on New Years, and after a dare, she soon finds herself in a new world - or the same world, just a different year...1766. Desperate to return to her own time as she soon realizes she doesn't belong where she is, but finds that it isn't as easy leaving as it was arriving. Thankfully, with the help of a handsome, and charming Frenchman, she manages to find her heart, and the path to where she truly belongs. *This is an Outlander fanfic, and I do not own the rights to any of these characters or plot lines apart from the ones that I created and added into the original story. The remainder of the credit goes to Diana Gabaldon.