#writing in review: 2023

[vacantgodling]

this year was one of the first years in a long time that i TRULY committed myself to writing any and everything that i thought of and it’s been a really good feeling. so starting from this year, i wanna have a little year in review so i can look back and reminisce on how much i actually did cuz sometimes it’s hard to tell lol.

TOTAL WORDS WRITTEN (january — december 2023)

139,345 (as of 11/30 (google docs only))

i’ve written more probably, but my notes app is harder to keep track of word counts in. this total is also across all pieces of prose and poetry, though poetry isn’t a significant number lol

if this was all in one piece i’d probably have a full novel already lmao 💀

LONGEST SINGLE PIECE

paramour chapter 9 — masquerade, clocking in at 5,894 words

WIP THAT HAS MADE THE MOST HEADWAY BY THE NUMBERS

paramour is sitting pretty at 30k-ish words written overall (including me writing chapter 20 twice lol)

WIP THAT HAS MADE THE MOST HEADWAY BY THE HEART

definitely cage. i’ve had this fanfiction and wip for years and the fact that i’d finished the full outline like last year but didnt start writing it until now and how much headway ive made in such little time… i’m really proud of myself. i can’t wait to actually finish this bitch

TOP PIECES WRITTEN THIS YEAR

Worthless War -> the cherry on top, best thing i’ve written this year and probably in general for a long time.

Come To Bed -> when i lost my mind about buddy daddies earlier this year, this fic really encapsulated everything i felt about the show. i love the narration, i love how it’s fun and playful but also deep, and i remember having so much fun writing it.

Paramour Chapter 20 “Careless Whisper” -> the rewrite of chapter 20 i am UNREASONABLY obsessed with and it’s a shame i can’t post it here without giving so so so much away. i love it so much i am willing to share it with those who don’t care about spoilers lol but its smutty and emotionally charged and everything perfect about amon and hya’s fucked up mess

A Fool’s Errand -> this is in the role swap amon and hya au and tbh this au is So Fun to me. getting to be in amon’s head more often is definitely a treat and the description of the make out is PEAK

Good Feeling -> i will never be normal about hue and jihan and i think i captured their relationship esp in the early days perfectly so i’m just gonna cry about it

Ritual -> i really love this piece and giving life again to some old ocs meant a lot to me. + the smut 🤌🏾🤌🏾

Distraction -> no one knows or cares about these ocs but me and that’s okay i’ll just be feral about them on my own 😭

GOALS FOR NEXT YEAR

reach 150k words written overall

finish cage like it’s GOING to happen i will it

finish the first draft of paramour!!!

[illustraice]

someone save alphonse elric and may chang from a very long suffering year

[mgu-h]

Lando Review 200/? • Sept 2023 • Singapore GP

[momolady]

2023 Year End Stats

Not to be stereotypical or anything, but for me at least, 2023 was an odd year. I bled for 6 months straight, dealt with the worst pain I still can't comprehend, had a hysterectomy, moved in with my partner, got some cats, dealt with a lot of stress, watched the world burn. Yeah, it's been pretty good to outweigh the bad.

But anyways! I've done the math and put together a list of my stories that performed the best this year. At least in terms of notes anyways. I'm also going to share my stories that didn't perform as well and hope they get the love they deserve.

Anyways, let's get on with the count down. Forty total stories have published on Tumblr this year. Sixty-six were published on Patreon. Top monsters were orcs (7), Vampire (3), Fae, Minotaur, Romm Monster, Lich (all 2).

Top Ten Stories:

10. Kahann the Naga

This one would probably be in my top ten favorites to write of the year. This dark, twisted romance between a lonely, isolated girl shipwrecked on an island with the dangerous and sexy Kahann struck the dark romance itch I've been wanting to scratch.

9. Keir the Orc

Comfy farm romance that features annoyances to lvoers. What else could you want? Orcs are always fun to write, I feel I could do it with my eyes closed, but thankfully I don't wanna do that.

8. Atharo the Lich

The pink lich, this one had imagery in it I couldn't get out of my head. the visions of this pink lich still huant me and I wish I could conjur such sstrong imagery still.

7. Asier the Drider

A simple premise we cann understand. Getting packages and ordering online is probably yhe msot fun we can have without leaving our homes. But what if your neighbor was annoyed by this? And what if that neighbor was a drider?

6. Auberon the Room Monster

The enchanted library. i think I've written more about the romance and mystery of bookstores an libraries more than anything. But this story was special, with lots of worldbuilding wrapped like a blanket around these characters. The room this monster stays in is the library, and who doesn't wanna spend time with that guy?

5. Marek the Vampire

This murky, dark, and swampy tale is one of those that stays with me. The idea of a different sort of vampire, one in the bogs and wetlands of a strange peninsula that gets flooded every year haunts me. The image of him is one of my absolute favorite creations and I hope I get to visit this peninsula village again.

4. Placide the Paralangua

This story marks the beginning and growth of my Charcourt universe. Liek Hearthway Hollow it's a town filled to the brim with straneg creatures, only it's the Paralangua, alligator type monsters who throw a festival every year to celebrate their history and the continued growth of Charcourt. Is it a cult? Maybe. There's a new five part tale of this area up on Patreon now.

3. Ben the Werewolf

Enmies to lovers, I think most people get on board with this trope. This tale of Hearthway Hollow delves into the relationship between two high school enemies who reconnect after years and manage to put aside their competitivness to find one another. The lead in thisstory is also Rowan's little sister.

2. Leraye the Demon

Demons are always fun. My demon characters have ways of weaving themselves in and out of the world we know, sometimes as proper members of society, often not. Leraye is one of those that visits our world as a full time member, seeing out the comforts of a Chinese bakery whose owners are a family with ties into the reality he avoids.

Florenz the Vampire Bat

This would for sure also be on my favorites of the year. This dark story wove together elements of fantasy, horror, and romance that I love to death. The lead is sophisticated and dashing, the lead is adventurous and excitable. The chemistry between the leads while writing this tale was so good.

The Ten Least Appreciated Stories

10. Juniper the Tiefling

I am deeply disappointed this didn't do as well as I expected. This story was based on characters me and my bff made for a one shot DND session. So this story was more personal to me than others. but more than that, I feel it had some of my best banter!

9. Rocco the Guard

Another personal tale based on ideas me and my friend came up with during a visit where we watched the Owl House together. I also greatly enjoyed the leading lady who was smart, spunky, and chaotic in the absolute best ways.

8. Ozzie the Werewolf & Tryfon the Naiad

It has a trans lead, it has polyamory, it was set in hearthway Hollow! I thought this story was serving up gold on a platter. But maybe people weren't in the mood for gold. The comedy in this is top notch, at least I thought.

7. Laertes the Fae

Another story where the dialogue I feel sparkles and pops with every interaction the characters had. This did only recently come out, so maybe it'll grow after this.

6. Ransom the Shapeshifter

Another personal story based around lore me and my bff created for our Stardew Valley characters. It also featured a nonbinary lead and monster, I thought people would be excited for this. I loved playing with the avant-garde sci-fi aspect and being a little weird. But maybe that's why people didn't like it too much lol

5. The Leshy

Another story that would be in my top ten for my personal favorites to write. I loved the complexity of the leading lady and crafting her has made her a personal favorite. The characters and world of this story will be one that stays with my thoughts as I think about the cozy, dark streets anfdthe moss covered steps of the buildings.

4. Jaqueline the Dullahan

This story has it all! Chocolate, Halloween, a sexy dullahan chef, and it's a lesbian romance. Maybe I don't have enough wlw readers but this story came from a ko-fi prompt I wrot and just grew into a full fledged story. I really enjoyed the atmosphere of this story and how it felt like a cozy fireplace with hot cocoa.

3. Beast the Symbiote

Beast is a character I have been wanting to get out into the world for years. She's such a complex villain character, and who doesn't love that. I feel like she is one of my coolest characters. Lucky Devil was also a character I had been dying to get out, she's been in my head since I watched Magi Madoka and she took form slowly over the years. She is in part based on me, and I want to do more with this lovely couple.

2. Fia the Selkie

I'm starting to see a pattern here. Male reader stories aren't ya'lls cup of tea? Too bad, I have some amazing male readers and commissioners I adore working for. Fia was this comforting warm blanket of a story. A struggling musician and the lovely Selkie he's come to be with. I really love this story, please check it out if you want some comfort.

1.Ria the Orc: an AU

I'm actually a wee bit pissed about this one. Another male reader, and Ria is a character I've come to absolutely love. This was written for a commissioner I've come to consider a friend, and writing for him has become an amazing experience. Ria and her beau have also become such real, loving characters in my head. This was an AU of the modern monsters Ria where she is in Obresh and participates in the Reaping. Who doesn't love Reaping stories? C'mon folks, give these ten stories the love they deserve!

Thank you all for an amazing year! Next year I will hopefully publish and you're going to see bigger and grander things from me, I owe that to all of you. Keep a look out for my Ozren novel hitting the shelf soon. Thank you so much and I hope I continue to write stories you love.

[fullofreveries]

Soulmate (2023)

I think we grow up believing life unfolds according to a blueprint. That if we're good, work hard, follow the rules, everything will fall into place. But the more I watch people live, the more I realize that life isn't about plans. It's not even about dreams. It's about surviving moments. Pushing through days that make no sense. Sitting with emotions we didn't choose. And hoping that maybe, just maybe, somewhere in the chaos, there's a quiet space where we feel seen.

Not everyone gets to chase their passion. Some are too busy surviving. Some are stuck where they've been planted, even if their roots ache. Some love so deeply but never get that kind of love back. And some give up on love altogether. Not because they stopped believing in it, but because the world taught them to stop expecting it.

Sometimes, we envy the people who seem to have it all together. Those who smile easily, who hold hands with someone in love, who speak with conviction about where they're going and what they want. But behind all that, I think everyone is quietly carrying something they don't talk about. Maybe they feel like they missed their chance. Maybe they're afraid they'll never be truly known. Maybe they've given up so many times they're just pretending not to care. We all wear masks. We all learn how to look okay.

And yet, even with all that pretending, we still crave something real. Something raw. We don't always know what it looks like, but we feel the emptiness when it's gone. That's what makes this life both beautiful and heartbreaking. We never know when something real will arrive. Or when it'll leave. But when it does appear, in any form, it changes us. It softens something that had gone hard inside. It opens a window we thought had been shut forever.

And here's what I'm starting to understand: we're not meant to carry everything alone.

There will be someone. Maybe not the kind of love the world romanticizes, maybe not a forever, maybe not a soulmate but someone who sees you. Really sees you. Who listens even when you're quiet. Who stays when there's nothing beautiful to hold onto. A friend. A stranger. A fleeting presence. They matter.

And I've also come to realize that the people who change us the most aren't always the ones who stay. Sometimes, it's the person who sat beside us in silence when we needed it most. Sometimes, it's the one we never expected to care. And sometimes, it's the one who left, but left behind a version of ourselves we didn't know existed. Maybe we're meant to meet people not to complete us, but to reflect us. Show us who we've been, who we are, and who we still have the potential to become.

And for all the dreams we had to let go of. Maybe they weren't wasted. Maybe they simply led us to a different kind of truth. A different kind of love. Something quieter, maybe. Something we didn't even know we needed. Not all victories are loud. Sometimes, they're just the decision to keep going. To wake up one more day. To hold on to one small joy that feels like home.

So if life doesn't go the way we planned, maybe that's okay. Maybe there's no "right" way to live, only our way. And maybe the most important thing isn't to have everything figured out—but to keep feeling, keep trying, and keep loving—even if we don't know what comes next. Because somewhere out there, someone is waiting to understand us. And maybe, we're learning how to understand ourselves, too.

And maybe, even if we can't have everything we want, we can still fight for something. A dream. A moment. A feeling that reminds us we're alive. Not every story ends with a happily ever after. But it can still end with truth. And courage. And softness in the right places.

I don't know what the future holds. But I think I'd like to believe it holds a version of me who chooses to live, even if she's unsure of how. Who lets people in, even when it's hard. Who follows her heart, even if the path is small, or quiet, or different from what she expected.

Because maybe that's enough. Maybe that's everything.

[snowysaur]

2024 year in review/art summary. i realized i never made these for 2021-23 either so here's all of them. i think i haven't been drawing as much these past few years, oh well support me on: patreon | kofi | redbubble

[disneynerdpumpkin]

⭐~ Star ~⭐

[dionyrtal]

2023 in photos. i can't recall a year i felt this unsettled. more often than not, i was in a state of detachment—from places, from people, from myself. i went on a solo trip to belgium and france in march, quit my 9/5 job in july, moved to the us of a to pursue a master's degree in august, taught professionally for the first time the rest of the year. i wrote a novel, then i wrote it again.

i was self-conscious, then i was self-confident. i was full of love, then i was full of grief. it was magical and it was exhausting. everything i lost, i gained in another form. i can only hope to embrace 2024 like this. thank you to those who followed my journey, helped me when i was overwhelmed and needed advice, sent messages of support and kindness. i'm so happy to have found you in this corner of the internet. <3 happy new year x

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[rustbeltjessie]

[Santa Muerte, I ask you to remember]

Santa Muerte, I ask you to remember the wreckage of the streets. How did I escape it? How did I escape being swept from the gutters, one more marigold, one more skull crushed to confetti, one more guttering candle amongst the rest? All we had was those four rooms, up a flight

of stairs I stumbled on. Too steep, and so often too high to climb. These rooms, when I write myself back to them, refract the light. The way the blue, green, brown glass of emptied bottles of gin, whiskey, wine caught—then shattered—the late afternoon sun in that apartment, every apartment. The way

a crystal hung from a chandelier would, in a once-grand hotel turned flophouse. Dust-coated rainbows breaking across the flaking paint. The light of these remembered rooms, though, is more like the reverse—a chandelier in what was once a flophouse, now remade into a grand hotel. Nostalgia is gentrification.

I inhabit these memories and change them, the same way we changed the landscape of the neighborhoods we lived in. Without meaning to. Just by being there. Now I remember those rooms, those streets, and the people who inhabited them as exquisite, dazzling. Harder to recall the dirt, the lack

of money, the mattress on the floor stained purple with wine and vomit, the candles guttering ’til dawn, ’til wax covered the floor boards. Those rooms were squalid, and I wrecked myself in the pursuit of beauty. Before that, I lived in a different house, wretched in its own way. Crowded as it was with cats and stray

kids, sad queers and young junkies with their black-hole stares. I slept on a mattress there, alone in the hot, stuffy back room; I’d wake early and stare out into the small concrete yard, the black walnut tree dropping green fruit, staining everything brown. The pigeons with their oil-slick heads and beady black eyes; the shimmering

iridescence of the flies, those seraphs of death. When my partner in crime woke, we’d walk to the bodega for 32 oz. cups of cola, which we’d then dump half of. The rest, refilled with cheap Canadian whisky, so caustic and rotgut it stripped the wax coating from the paper. The stove in that house had a gas leak.

Even through the miasma of wax and syrupy whisky I could smell it; the sharp, eggy rot, but no one else seemed to notice, or they were too high, too low to care. It was the next place which was haunted. No gas leak there—our gas shut off a few months after we’d moved in and I too broke

and careless to get it turned back on—but those four rooms were crowded with the dead, restlessly clattering through the kitchen, perching on the edges of our mattress-beds, whispering their forlorn secrets. In those rooms, it was always the Day of the Dead. In spring, when the callery pear bloomed, their scent of tainted semen heavy on the air. In summer,

when the black walnuts cracked open on the streets, leaking, brown and green, their boozy-bitter juglone. And yes, in autumn, when the cold and haunted rooms smelled of dust, votive-wax, and the clingy, vegetal scent of just-carved pumpkins—and when all the neighborhood bakeries were making pan de muerto, the air above the autumn streets was heavy

with sugar, yeast, and orange zest. We were haunted, not only by the restless dead. Haunted by poverty, addiction, our own recklessness. The twisted shapes our longing for beauty hammered us into. We’re all doomed. My partner, my crime, scrawled that on a piece of paper which she hung, facing street-ward, in her bedroom window. And the landlord, who said she agreed,

kept trying to evict us. And the men who sang drunkenly below our window scrawled graffiti on the bricks above the alley. Gringos out. I did not blame them. I was an interloper, my ghost-white self settling there after running from—what was I running from?—the other streets, other rooms which had already finished with me. I was trespassing. Still, I learned to pray in their languages. Lit

novena candles, asked for benedictions from Santa María, Madre de Dios, and you, Gloria sea la Santa Muerte, la bendita muerte. My altar laden with ofrendas—cempazúchitl, cakes and sweetbreads, coffee and whiskey, the favorite food and drinks of our restless dead. We drank. A shot left on the altar, for the ghosts, a shot for us. Another. Offerings for them, for us

because we were dead now, or so the suburban boys said. We drank, whiskey in our coffee, beer from the bodega, spiced rum or gin the northwoods boys brought us as offerings. We drank because we woke twisted, shaking, still running from nine-day benders, we drank. To beauty, to death. How did I escape? Santa Muerte, I left those streets, those rooms, half a life ago. Tonight

they return, slow then sudden; sneak up like the creeper weed the ambulance driver gave us, nothing and nothing then I’m too high to move. I watch them flicker and refract, these shades of the past, these scenes altered by the trespass of memory. The altar of memory. And then the ghosts arrive. They fall

like the robes of a skeletal saint, like confetti from a Day of the Dead parade float; float like squid, like semen, like flower petals. Black walnut, callery pear; they smell of spice, tobacco, a gas leak, the early dark. They descend as flies, pigeons; come on as scrawls of graffiti, as thunder snow, the blued flash of light, the roar, then white. White. They fall and fall and cover it all, the squalid rooms, the wreckage of the streets, my whole wasted life, until everything

is just layers and layers of ghosts.

—Jessie Lynn McMains, from Paterson Literary Review #52 (2024)

[thewolvesof1998]

✨ Fic Writing Review 2023 ✨

Words and Fics

47, 302 words published to ao3

1 fandoms (9-1-1)

Most recent drop: even when the heat breaks I’m still yours (E, 6,169 words)

Longest Fic: Alright, Cowboy, Go Get 'Em (E, 16,925 words)

Top Fics by Kudos

I want you to be selfish with me (M, 4,652 words)

You bring me comfort (T, 4,181 words)

Tapping Morse Code into your heart (E, 2,796 words)

let me cradle your body (be a safe place to rest) (G, 1,972 words)

nicknames, supernova similes and the family we make (G, 800 words)

My fandom fic events in 2023

I didn't participate in any this year but maybe next year!

Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024

Fics I'm going to try and get out this year:

Dog Tags Fic/Mistaken Identity/Christmas: They don’t know (your name is already mine)

Secret fic

Buddie rodeo/Alright Cowboy, Go Get 'Em

Already started/mostly written:

Buddie MMA Rivals AU

Someone to be Gentle- 5 times Buck is gentle with Eddie and + One time Eddie repays his gentleness  

For you mi amor, I choose death/Buddie Mafia AU

Librarian AU/Let me check you out

You make bad day infinitely better

Vampire/Werewolf Buddie/Halloween fic

Only the already bad can be influenced/Crop top and short shorts fic

Bank Robbery Fic/Mutually Assured Destruction

No-Nut-November fic

Pirates Buddie

We might end up real close 2x1 fic

Ideas/planned/just started fics:

Buck get dumps, gets drunk with Eddie and thinks they slept together fic

Awkward Sex Buddie fic

I can see you sequel

Love list Buddie

Don't go where I can't follow

Motorcycle fic

Street racing/Fast and Furious AU

Buddie- You belong with me fic

5+1 Platonic Daddy fic with @exhuastedpigeon

LA zoo TikTok Buck

Buck & Eddie wedding- Something wrong in the village

sword buddie pt. 2/ Under the Guise of Violence 

Post Lawsuit/Call your mum inspired fic

Untitled post season 6 angst based on Stick Season

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[altarfates]

hoping and praying that they do a med review for me this week and i can actually sleep for more than four hours again it's been two weeks i am actively perishing.

[supercantaloupe]

happy sleepover saturday

ummmm kind of looking forward to see what the next season looks like for vaopera— hoping for good stuff.

the bug is snug in a rug...

OH so i actually might have some insider info on that one. vaopera hasn't made a season announcement anywhere as far as i can tell but my friend claims to have the scoop, and given the level of detail he relayed to me i think it's reasonably credible. he says that next season will be la cenerentola, intelligence (by heggie and scheer, of moby dick fame), and aida. this is not confirmed in any official capacity yet, but, much to consider regardless

[ask meme]

[rainintheevening]

A hasty fandom recap!

Best fics I read in 2023:

Life and What Comes After by @kingofattolia (This changed my brain chemistry.)

Hope Sent A-Quiver by OrionLady (This was such a delight to read and so hopeful.)

Krayt's Oath by @kraytwriter (A literal gift from God, can't wait to see how it ends.)

Best fics I wrote in 2023:

After All (The reception to this was astonishing.)

When You Love a Wild One (Best characterization+worldbuilding I think I've ever done.)

The Light in Our Eyes (The happy ending I needed with a ton of mush.)

Top fandoms of 2023:

Star Wars (There was really nothing else major.)

Top characters of 2023:

Anakin Skywalker (My brother, my friend, I love him, he's me, that's the thing.)

Obi-Wan Kenobi (He's my other brother, I love him, he's such a lesson in patience.)

Captain Rex (I wanna marry him.)

Top fandom books I read in 2023:

Shatterpoint by Matthew Stover

MedStar duology by Michael Reaves and Steve Perry

Revenge of the Sith by Matthew Stover

Top fanarts of 2023:

By @teamhangaround

By @02png

By @shywhitemoose

(Hope you don't mind that I post and tag? If you want me to change it to just a link then drop me the original post.)

There are way more that make me feral, but the first inspired a fic, the second makes me crazy, and the third is on my desktop and I sometimes sit and stare at it for unknown amounts of time.

Top lines/paragraphs I wrote in 2023:

From a yet unpublished fic...

But then Love spoke.

From The Light in Our Eyes...

“You never cease to amaze me, Anakin Skywalker.” He pressed an impulsive kiss into Anakin’s dirty hair, smelling of sulphur and bacta, ozone mixed with something musky and alive. “You are so brave.” And then he was crying himself. “I am so proud of you.”

From After All

They found him exactly 13 days, 8 hours, and 55 minutes from the moment Qui-Gon felt his son vanish in the Force. They found him on Coruscant, beneath the Memorial District, on Level 674, according to the numbers spray-painted on the ferrocrete wall at the Portal docking bay. They found him in a back room of an abandoned shoe shop, alone, in the dark.

They found him.

They found him, that was what truly mattered.

[dreamingsaturns]

i cannot stop thinking about perfect days (2023)

i loved perfect days so much and i think it may become one of my favourite films of all time. it has truly left such a profound impact on me. i think the thing i take away most from the film is the importance of slowing down and taking in every moment. life often flashes by so quickly and we feel like we are grasping at any chance for happiness and joy as a lot of us spend most of our days working or studying. we can often feel like our lives are boring because nothing exciting is happening.

the main character in perfect days, hirayama, has a minimum wage job cleaning public toilets. yet, he still manages to walk out the door everyday with a smile on his life. we see him staring at the sky, at the trees, at random people; he is always taking in the beauty of the world, noticing things that the average person may not, like, the way the sun shines through the leaves of a tree.

hirayama lives alone, doesn't have a partner or many close friends. he has people he encounters throughout the film, but they never really stick. they are often just fleeting acquaintances. many people who've seen the film have debated whether hirayama is truly happy or not. i think he is just an ordinary human who experiences both happiness and sadness.

we see him cry as his niece who briefly visited him leaves with her mother. we can see that he isn't close with his family as they hardly ever see or talk to each other. i think his tears here are a moment of rare vulnerability. he loved having the company of his niece, and now she's gone just like that, and he's alone once again.

however, i think what we can learn from hirayama is how to find moments of happiness amongst all the sadness. you can read a great book, listen to your favourite song, or eat a delicious meal. life can often be heavy and difficult, but if we just appreciate our favourite things every day, i think life will be a little bit easier.

[hippolotamus]

✨ Fic Writing Review 2023 ✨

Words and Fics

106,205 words published to ao3

2 fandoms (9-1-1 and Schitt's Creek)

Most recent drop: it's tempawrary (SC | 3.2k | Teen)

Longest fic: Whatever may come (your heart I will choose) (Buddie | 77.4k | Mature)

Top Fics by Kudos

for the record (Buddie | 2.4k | T)

I know all your secrets (SC | 4.7k | E)

if this love is pain (let's hurt tonight) (Buddie | 3.2k | T)

Whatever may come (Buddie | 77.4k | M)

all in the Jee-tails (Married Buddie | 4.5k | T)

My fandom fic events in 2023

One entry for @911ficletsnotnovels (Madney)

Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024

well, what I hope to achieve in 2024 anyway... let's not get too crazy

finish and publish:

praying to god one day you'll be mine - Buddie oneshot(?) 9 y/o Eddie asks his best friend in the world, Evan, on a date with the encouragement of Tia Pepa. After, the Diaz parents shame the hell out of him for it. As an adult Eddie really wants to ask Buck out but has to overcome all of his childhood queer grief to do so. (okay maybe I'm being optimistic about this being a oneshot... god knows I can't shut up when it comes to queer feels and grief)

come close (let me be home) - a Buddie Bridgerton au with Eddie as Viscount Anthony Bridgerton and Buck as Kate Sharma overseeing Maddie finding a new husband.

you're where i wanna go - Buddie historical au that is set mostly in the 1900's with some travels back to 1899, and forward to 1969. Buck and (single, childless, never been married) Eddie meet in 1899 when Buck is traveling after Maddie leaves. They are later separated and Buck marries Lucy (for reasons that have nothing to do with love and everything to do with queerplatonic goodness). Years later Eddie returns with Christopher...

with my heart in my lap - Twylexis historical au. Alexis and Twyla get together in August 1939, just before Canada enters WWII. Alexis leaves for college but returns almost immediately because teachers, students, etc have left the school to join the war. When she comes home Twyla isn't there. Alexis goes traveling around and ultimately lands in New York. While browsing a junk shop she comes across a necklace she gave to Twyla when they got together and begins a search to find her lost love.

And if I’m super lucky/ambitious

the darkest fairytale - Buddie magic au with witch!Eddie and cat familiar!Buck

run to the water (and find me there) - Buddie au. Kid Eddie is saved by merperson!Buck after a wave knocks him under the water. They reconnect when Eddie moves to LA as an adult.

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