#apologies if you've been tagged/already done this challenge!

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Last Line Challenge

Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).

Tagged by: @crabsnpersimmons and @tunetourmoline (Thank you both for the tags! First time doing this, love this challenge!)

Last Art:

Happy sea slug spotted!

A small WIP snippet of something larger I'm casually experimenting with that's a little different than my norm here, of course I had to have my little guy involved!

Since I've been tagged twice here's a extra WIP that should be done much sooner. I've been working on some ECLIP art for the magma this week! (This is just the early sketch so far so details will look a different later but I'll be working on the clean lines soon! Looking forward to experimenting a little with this one.)

No pressure tags! (Feel free to join only if you want to!): @thatmooncake @flinxypie @nexerist @sleepykas @freakdoodles @justaduckarts @robinette-green @8um8le + anyone else who'd like to join!

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Last Line Challenge!

So yes, I missed Six Sentence Sunday, y'all...but for, quite literally, the best possible reason that could ever exist, and that is because I MET NICHOLAS FREAKIN GALITZINE. I have been an emotional mess since Saturday night, when I got to not only meet the man but capture it in light and color and motion to keep forever, AND I got to sit in a theater with him and see his newest project, that y'all aren't at all ready for and we're all going to collectively freak out over when it releases. But for now, I'm staring at my new banner, at him...as Henry, my favorite character of all time, and thinking about the fact that for a singular moment in time, I existed in the same space as this man I've come to love so much more than I could ever say.

Thank you ALL for your well wishes and good vibes for me as I went into this past weekend. I know beyond a doubt that the universe heard them, and I'm so blessed and grateful it did.

Now, to the last line challenge! Thanks be to @cha-melodius, @kiwiana-writes, @magicandarchery, @suseagull04, @getmehighonmagic, @priincebutt, @adreamareads, @onthewaytosomewhere, @nontoxic-writes, and @indestructibleheart for the tags!

I had to get a little creative with my last line, because the actual last line gives something away about an upcoming gift fic I am totally not going to finish in time but will at least have some to share with the recipient...soon.

Once secure, he holds up his shirt and shakes it out, flutters his eyelashes at Henry whose lips pull back over his teeth to reveal a wide, gummy grin that has him shaking his head, and finally, finally, slides it back on.

Gonna toss a few tags out for those whose last lines I haven't spotted yet behind the cut! Apologies if you've already done it! And as always, this tag is totally open for anyone who may want to take part!

@anincompletelist, @duchessdepolignaca03, @itsmaybitheway, @ships-to-sail, @theprinceandagcd, @thinkof-england, @whimsymanaged

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Rules: Pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

You're a sweetheart, @ghouliar0berts. Thanks for the tag.

I've done a similar challenge before, but last time I really tried to pick songs I felt related to Astarion in some way. This time I'll branch out.

My URL has so many letters, which is part of the reason it took me so long to actually complete the challenge. Apologies in advance.

Edit: @lyzelky also tagged me for this! Hi, Lyzel! You're sweet!

A - "Astral Body," Michel Mondrain

M - "Monaco," Jude York

O - "One Thing Leads To Another," The Fixx

R - "Record Player," Daisy the Great and AJR

E - "Everybody Breaks," Ivan & Alyosha

M - "Moment," Yael Naim

A - "Ain't Misbehavin'," Fats Waller

G - "Get Back (ASAP)," Alexandra Stan

N - "Nothing," Bruno Major

I - "I'll Probably Never Be Somebody," Vlad Holiday

F - "Friends," Chase Atlantic

I - "In the Attic," J.M. Lyon

C - "Chamber of Reflection," Mac DeMarco

E - "Echoes," Austin and the Powers

N - "Nothing It Can," Helios

T - "The Mountain Song," Tophouse

B - "Born to Be Alive," Patrick Hernandez

A - "Água de Beber," Quarteto Jobim-Morelenbaum

S - "Sanctuary," Andrew Gialanella

T - "This Year," The Mountain Goats

A - "A House in Nebraska," Ethel Cain

R - "Rockaria! - Live at Wembley Stadium," Electric Light Orchestra

D - "Dance Again," Jennifer Lopez and Pitbull

Now I have to tag 23 people. Hoo boy. I'm trying so hard to avoid double tags, so please excuse me if you've already been tagged for this.

@pinkberrytea @brain-rot-central @astarionfreak @astarionancuntnin @bardic-inspo @locallegume @paulblartlolcop2 @florallychaotic @gilded-glitter @ghostfire @preciouslittle-bhaalbabe @caspercryptid @charmandabear @rainbowslinkyy @raccooncrimes @audacityinblack @nyx-knox @allymcfee @cinnamontails-ff @simon-says-nothing @the-neon-pineapple @brabblesblog @foccaccia

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(Late Night) WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tags @aurorawritestoescape and @mermaidgirl30 😘

Whenever I post a new chapter of Safest with You, I essentially throw my phone down and run away, hence not getting to this until late 😂😂

Working on lots, funny enough!

Safest with You, Ch. 21 is already in progress! That final scene in Ch. 20 was actually split, and the next chapter will open right where we left off.

“This doesn’t look okay,” you gently pull the hand that you saw Din shake in pain away from the wall, turning it over and cradling it in your hands - gasping a little when you see his knuckles scraped and bleeding.  Din watches your sweet face cloud with concern as you take a handkerchief from your purse and delicately wrap it around his wounded hand; tying it snugly against his palm before turning his hand over and bringing his knuckles to your lips, pressing a tender kiss against the makeshift bandage.

“Thank you, baby.”

Two The Rockford Portfolio instalments, one fluffy and one silly and smutty. (And actually a third Christmas special has oddly been started too??)

“Awwww… poor baby,” you soften when you feel Tim drop the weight of his fatigue onto you; his hulking frame is overwhelming, but you do what you can to support him.  Chuckling, you run your hands through his soft curls, massaging light circles into his scalp with your fingers; your heart sings a little when you hear him groan in satisfaction, “How did you used to sleep before you met me?”

Tim shrugs, “Didn’t sleep.” 

Finally, before beskarandblasters deactivated (😔), I signed up for her second round of Pedro Pantheon. We weren't friends or even that familiar, but I miss her and I think I'll honour what I consider to be a lovely legacy by completing the challenge and still try to post between Aug 2-9 as she intended. I'll be writing for Marcus Pike for the first time, and my god is Hephaestus:

While it was clear that Marcus himself did not view his limp as an impediment, you still thought the comparison to what the Greeks had considered Hephaestus’ deformity to be in bad taste.

But it was worse than you thought.  It wasn’t just because of the limp. 

Your eyes widen in horror and your heart clenches painfully for Marcus when your co-worker tells you about Lisbon and Jane. 

Late night NPT (apologies if you've done it; I'm late as always): @nerdieforpedro @morallyinept @milla-frenchy @inept-the-magnificent

[ageless-aislynn]

List 5 things that make you happy, then send this question to the last 10 people who liked/reblogged one of your posts.

Thanks so much, @helix-enterprises117 and @mrtobenamedlater for including me!

When I'm playing a video game, sitting here totally alone, not playing co-op or anything, if something good/fun/random happens, I say out loud some variation of, "Chat, check that out. Can you believe that just happened?" like I'm streaming on Twitch or something. Then I laugh, just 'cause. 🤷‍♀️😂

My tol and smol ships. I've loved those who are NOT tol and smol, of course, but I just have a particular love for those who are.

Kara/Luther, Detroit: Become Human

John-117/Talia, Halo the series

Kai-125/Miranda, Halo the series

Frank West/Leah Stein, Dead Rising (Okay, so Frank's not super tol, nor Leah super smol but my man is BURLY, so I'ma call this one accurate, lol).

Frank showing off his thiccc boi status, lol! 😇

3. Managing to 100% a game.

I just have 4 more achievements for Detroit: Become Human to go and I'm about to start the playthrough that should get all of them. 🤞😣🤞Dead Rising has 2 left but they're considerable: 5 Day Survivor and 7 Day Survivor. 5 Day Survivor means playing for 12 hours straight without dying once and without the ability to save. 7 Day Survivor is the same but takes 14 hours. They're both literally real life endurance challenges. Even still, I'm working up a strategy and plan on trying it one day. Just got to make sure I have my meals already planned and ready and that my family knows what I'm doing. I just love the game so much, I'd like to see if I can do it. And I'd like the Laser Sword you get for 5 Day Survivor (it's a lightsaber without the name, lol) and the boxer shorts with heart on them for 7DS. And just to know I was able to figure out a way to conquer them both.

I'll never be able to 100% the Halo Master Chief Collection simply because there are a lot of achievements requiring co-op play. Even without that, I have no desire to try and play LASO and I can't do the ones for "play the entire game on Legendary under 3 hours" even on the game that I'm absolute strongest at (Reach). I can play fast or I can play Legendary, just not both at the same time. 🤷‍♀️

I honestly never thought I'd beat even one modern game on Easy and now being able to complete or nearly complete 4 of them has made me so happy and proud. (I have a bit of a tremor in my hands so I have to adapt my play to account for that.)

4. The Halo theme. 'nuff said. When the game has written itself into your DNA, this song is part of your blood and bones.

5. Funny game glitches/random occurrences. Anything that's not really supposed to happen but then it does and there's something just so silly and ridiculous about it? Yeah, that's my jam!

Sara Ryder, the Pathfinder from Mass Effect: Andromeda, spending an entire gaming session, crouching over and talking to everybody's, um, belt buckles, will NEVER not make me laugh! 😂

No pressure tags (apologies if you've already been tagged/done this one, I'm trailing behind on things, so feel free to skip or do again, however you're inclined): @ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask @morganas-pendragons @swiftzeldas @aureli-us @authortobenamedlater @blakeivy80 @inthatfandom @emmaswanned @officialnighttime @saltykidcreation 💖💖💖

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✨ WIP Wednesday ✨

duuude it's been a while since I've done one of these and I need to apologize to the lovely people who tagged me before and also this time around ;;

I haven't finished some of the WIPs I posted earlier - except for one that I don't wanna post until I have another thing ready, plus another one who is not suitable for tumblr <<''

From left to right:

That pic you've seen of the advisies. I'm still in rendering hell and due to the current heatwave and me being busy I need to take a lot of breaks. I'll keep working on it at night ;; hopefully I can finish it before opening comms again. Leli is ready to slay tho 💅

Something that will take years of work lmao I'm studying some screenshots from Awakening and tweaking a bit the compositions. So far I'm trying to figure out things with guidelines below, so to have everything planned before making everything anew. I think I'll do one as a monthly challenge - this, if I survive until september :'D heat is kicking me in the ass tbh

New squad selection!! I'm enjoying traveling with the girls a lot in this pt. Every mission looks like, them showing the awkward little cousin from the countryside how to survive city life and beating up bullies for him ;; - or in his case, preventing the bullies from getting too many kisses -_-

Personal work, still on the "multiply layer" stage. Will probably be part of a bigger composition <<'

I'm not tagging anyone in particular this time around, since my moots and other people I follow are all busy or already tagged ;; if you want to do this let me know via replies and I'll tag you right away!

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weekend wip game

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more).

Thanks for the tags, @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @kiwiana-writes @hippolotamus! It is still the weekend!

1. WIP List:

indie band patrick (SC)

you can have manhattan (SC)

PSL (RWRB)

Twylexis childhood friends to lovers (SC)

all this effort to make it look effortless (RWRB)

untitled 5+1 (RWRB)

untitled NYE fic (SC)

kiss it better (SC)

bit part (SC)

5+1 open mic (SC)

untitled halloween fic (SC)

grindr (SC)

jazzaguy coda (SC)

I was your silver lining (SC)

untitled buck coda (911)

untitled couch coda (911)

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

indie band patrick is currently sitting at just over 20k and it's not quite halfway done

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

lol see above

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

At the moment, none of them. I am struggling. But I think indie band patrick has been the most enjoyable.

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

Any of the non-SC wips. I know I've talked about this a lot but I am having trouble hearing their voices. I'll get over it, but it's a struggle.

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

See above. I keep writing a few lines and then getting in my head about it and giving up.

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

I usually ask someone to look at everything I write before I post unless it's a super quick prompt fill or something, so probably all of them.

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

At the moment, all of them.

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

I'm not sure any of them have OCs of note yet. Of course there are a few in indie band patrick but none that are fleshed out enough to call them a favorite.

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

None of them yet, though there will be certainly be some spice in indie band Patrick and the grindr au, if that ever gets finished.

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

Definitely you can have manhattan since it's exes to lovers, though the twylexis childhood friends to lovers certainly has quite a bit as well.

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

Indie band Patrick, I think. At least I hope.

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

Indie band Patrick. I challenged myself to really dive into the world building and it has been a lot of work but I like how it's turning out. But that's also a large part of why it's taking so long lol.

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

Honestly, I have no idea.

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

Not that I remember.

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

The aforementioned worldbuilding in indie band patrick. Non-linear timeline in Twylexis friends to lovers. PSL is all epistolary.

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

I hope the halloween fic I'm trying desperately to finish by tomorrow, but we'll see!

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

No but I should really add another one of those, I love them.

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

Three of them were directly inspired by songs!

I know a lot of people have done this already so I apologize if you've already been tagged/done this @jettestar @alienajackson @mostlyinthemorning @smblmn @lizzie-bennetdarcy @apothecarose @chelle-68 @treluna4

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My top 10 fics . . . (according to A03)

Thanks to @rockitmans for tagging me in this challenge! 💖

Rules: List your "top 10" (or up to 10 if you haven't written that many) fics ranked by kudos on AO3. Are you surprised by what's most popular to your readers? Then, under a cut, provide your ranking of your personal top 10 fics (with explanations if you want!), and then tag a few fellow writers!

Tagging ( and only do this if you are interested and apologies if you've done this and I missed your post): @kirakiwiwrites, @madas-ahatters-world, @gleefulpoppet, @blurglesmurfklaine, @heartsmadeofbooks, @special-bc-ur-part-of-it, @1908jmd

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Top 10 according to readers

Trick or Treat (9,093 words)

Under The Cover Of Darkness (20,871 words)

Come Into My Parlor (3,543 words)

Nightshade (5,267 words)

Klaine Drabbles and Shorts (1,465 words)

All Aboard (7,288 words)

Promises, Promises (5,215 words)

Feeding Time For Woodland Creatures (2,799 words)

Vervain (3,913 words)

Sugar and Spice (3,557 words)

I only have about 12 stories posted so far, but not surprised what made the top 10. I'm surprised that Under The Cover of Darkness is my number two. I'm surprised the drabbles and shorts are up in the top five. I would have thought All Aboard might have been higher up there on the list. And I think I'm surprised Nightshade is up as high as it is on the list.

My rankings/ thoughts under the cut . .

Trick or Treat (9,093 words)

Under The Cover Of Darkness (20,871 words)

All Aboard (7,288 words)

Promises, Promises (5,215 words)

Come Into My Parlor (3,543 words)

Sugar and Spice (3,557 words)

Nightshade (5,267 words)

Vervain (3,913 words)

Lavender (2,141 words)

Feeding Time For Woodland Creatures (2,799 words)

#1 - I'm glad Trick or Treat is at the top of the readers list (and my own). It's the first fic I ever wrote. And one that I edited and agonized about for over a year. I nearly didn't share it. I really didn't think anyone else would be interested in reading it, besides a couple of friends I wrote it for as a gift - so I'm always surprised and pleased to see that others have liked it. I'm looking forward to adding more to this universe. Work on the prequel has already begun.

#2 - Under The Cover of Darkness. I'm very surprised and really happy this one is high on the readers list. I really like the finished product. It was fun researching everything from opera to superheroes for this. (Gotta love it when you find a superhero power Wikipedia!) It also was the first time writing something specifically for someone else based off of their prompt. That was challenging because of the inherent pressure of not delivering what the other person wants. Thankfully my crazy ideas actually worked out!

#3 - I nudged All Aboard up on my list just because I loved the whole idea behind the story - and the setting:) It was fun and challenging for me to try to keep the secret in the story going as long as I could while at the same time leaving clues about it from the beginning. I figured a reader, if they read it a second time could then easily see the breadcrumbs I was dropping.

#4 - Promises, Promises got bumped up because of my fondness for the AU it's in. I'm looking forward to writing more for it. Another story is in the works.

#5 - Come Into My Parlor - I understand why this one is up on the readers list so high . . it might be the most explicit thing I've written so far. 😂 So I'm assuming I did pretty well bc it got that much attention. Erotica is not an easy thing to write and there are so many writers out there who do it well. I admire them and will keep working at it to get better! This story is also one of the darker things on my story list (part of a Klainetober 2022 writing challenge). So that was tough: trying to make it sexy and, at the same time scary/suspenseful.

#6 - Sugar and Spice was my attempt at a sweet and fluffy one-shot. I think I accomplished it.

#7, #8, #9 - Nightshade, Vervain and Lavender. Nightshade was the 2nd ever fic I ever wrote. All 3 stories are part of the Klainetober 2022 writing challenge I found on Tumblr. So I was trying to push myself to write more fan fic ( and a dear friend who I sweet talked into doing it with me). And this was my first attempt at a horror-type story. And to be honest, I'm not the biggest horror fan (I'm a huge coward. I can't watch any of those movies! I still have PTSD from just a snippet of American Werewolf in London that I saw as a kid. 😂) But I took it on as a challenge. This is also my first ever series, entitled An Herbalist's Handbook (which is still ongoing) that I attempted. I liked having each story based around a particular plant and its magical/mystical properties. ( The stories kind of fit a fantasy/horor genre I guess) Again, I'm a sucker for research, so it was fun trying to find plants that fit into what I was trying to convey as a theme in each story.

#10 - Feeding Time For Woodland Creatures. It was very hard for me to wrap my head around supernatural Glee/Klaine fan fic when I started reading. So once I got over that hump as a reader, I was curious to see if I could actually write any of it. Zombies and vampires and all . . oh my! I liked how this turned out. But I think more could be added, so I'm toying around with an idea to maybe add more to this AU and make it a series when I have time.

So I bumped off the drabbles, not so much because I disliked them - I enjoyed them and need to get back to writing more. I just liked the Herbalist trilogy together as a whole a bit more. :)

And my other story The Child, which isn't on the list - I still like too (that's a humorous horror type short from the Klainetober prompts) just again, I just like the others a little bit more.

So that's it.

If any of you have read my stories, thank you! (*blows kisses, gives virtual hugs*)

I really appreciate you taking time out and giving them a chance!

Happy reading folks!

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A little challenge: pick out your favorite sentence that you've written recently. One sentence. No context. Tag some friends.

Thanks for the tag @lostinabuddiehaze! The only hint to the context I'll provide is:🔥🌴

Claudette hopes Linda takes the hint and hands the reins over to Maddie because after at least twelve attempts at this song and dance, her patience is wearing as thin as the bamboo chute that’s been the source of all the friction of the last few hours — literally and figuratively.

Getting to to this kind of late, so apologizes if any of you have already done this! @ashwinmeird @megslovesbooks @elvensorceress @monsterrae1 @lightningbuck @jacksadventuresinwriting

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✨ 2 tags in 1 bc why not ✨

both the simblr community challenge and song shuffle tag <3!

simblr community challenge by @amelettes

1. how long have you been playing The Sims?  

since i was 15 (even though i wanted it so bad when i was 8 but my parents said “uhh sexual references?? NO”) when my brother bought ts3 for me!! i ruined my laptop with it (^: but i had a fun time!

2. how long have you been a Simblr, and why did you become one?

since 2016 (geez)! i had discovered cc for sims 4 and noticed that most of it came from tumblr?? and i saw sims stories and legacies and went “:O i want to do that!!” and here i am today

3. what type of Simblr are you?

um!!! technically i post a legacy but it’s story-based most of the time? not always, sometimes i like cute gameplay hehe. but i can’t just do gameplay bc my brain says “these people have PERSONALITIES and BACK STORIES miranda you can’t just SUPRESS them”

4. which generation of Sims do you primarily play? 

the sims 4 is a constant, but ~2x a year i binge play the sims 3 for a month (^: it has better gameplay and there’s some classic stuff you can’t expect in ts4

thank you for the tag @tpwksims!!! Mwah mwah mwah 💕

song shuffle tag! 🎧

put your playlist on shuffle and tell us the first 10 songs. then tag 10 people.

1. something great - one direction

2. true affection - father john misty (ironically the one i didn’t like from the album)

3. better together - jack johnson

4. friday i’m in love - the cure

5. i don’t want be in love - good charlotte (oh YEAHHH)

6. she’s thunderstorms - artic monkeys

7. all these things that i’ve done - the killers

8. the girl - city and colour (used to cry to this one a lot)

9. still the one - one direction (hello hello i know it’s been a while but baaaby)

10. A.M. - one direction

so is it obvious i haven’t downloaded new music in years??? (^: 

thank youuu for the tag @mandy-sims and @tpwksims!!! i feel exposed

I TAG:

@rusticottage @retro-plasma @warmsol @intramoon @mousysims @sulanii and anyone else who wants to (and you don’t have to)!!

[rogue-durin-16]

THE RIGHT MOMENT

Summary: Y/n and George had been crushing on each other for too long, but neither of them said anything. They both were waiting for the right moment to do it, but with a war upon them, was there really such thing as 'the right moment'?

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Genre: angst-fluff

Tags:

George Weasley: ———

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: injuries, blood, implicit beating

A/N: (dis bish long lmao) Idk what is this, I just wanted to do something for George. Bill and Fleur's wedding came to my mind and I was like, ok but what happened after the death eaters arrived? And this came out, so enjoy <3

Rogue-durin-16 masterlist

I wasn't expecting to see her.

I had heard my mother mention her name whilst talking about the Order, and I knew she had befriended Fleur at the Triwizard Tournament, but seeing her apparate in our yard was... Well, surprising.

"Son, snap out of it!" My father called me out and I corrected my wand movement; I had almost messed up the canopy, and I blamed the way her dress and hair flew with the wind as she approached our home's entrance.

Fred walked to me the moment we had secured everything, glancing at the house before questioning, "am I delirious or that was Y/n?" with a knowing grin and an intent eyebrow wiggle.

As if taking a cue, we saw the girl coming out, now with a borrowed jacket on, making a beeline to us. "I'm... Pretty sure it's her." I replied, giving the girl a smile when she waved. "Morning, lady."

"Morning, gentlemen." Fred then turned around and stepped to her in order to give her a hug. "Long time no see, huh?"

"Indeed." I agreed, following my brother's lead and hugging Y/n; her arms were quick to wrap around my neck and shoulders and squeeze me tight; I would have sworn she let out a relieved sigh. "Fleur invited you?"

"Your mom, actually." Her reply left me puzzled. "I heard your night was... Eventful." She pointed at the bandages covering my ear with a worried look. "How are you feeling?"

"Better than last night." I replied, scratching the back of my neck.

"You sure, Georgie?" It was then that I remembered we weren't alone. "Last night he was feeling Saint-like." Y/n frowned in confusion. "Because he's holey." Fred pointed at his ear just like I had done the night before and I could feel my cheeks burning. "Get it?"

"Oh, no! it's sooo bad!" She laughed at the joke and a smile tugged the corners of my lips. "I think that's the lamest joke you've cracked." She pointed out.

"I know! I told him."

"Okay, I was bleeding out." I defended myself. "I think I'm allowed to crack a lame joke."

"Dunno, George, it was really bad." I threw my head back with a groan at Y/n's teasing. She waved at Fred, who said something about having things to do inside, and when my eyes landed on him over Y/n's shoulder, he mouthed a clear 'go for it'. "Tonks told me about Mad-Eye." She spoke again in a more serious note.

"You said it," the smile vanishing from my face. "Last night was eventful."

"When your mother told me you got hurt, I just... I got really scared." Her anxious words took me aback. "I went straight into the house to see you." The wind made her hair flow again, and I had to put my hands in my pockets to stop myself from tucking that bloody strand that kept getting in her face back behind her ear. "I was so happy you were out preparing stuff and not in there, unconscious in a bed."

"Well, I'm very happy to see you." I replied, my eyes digging into hers to make sure she knew how much I meant that. "Missed tons that smile of yours."

"I missed your lame jokes." I rolled my eyes at her response. Right after, she stepped forward and gently pulled me down; one of her hands holding onto my forearm, steadying her, while the other one cupped one of my cheeks so she could press a kiss to the other. "See you." And with that, she was off to greet the rest.

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"Do it."

"She's talking with Luna."

"Excuses." I puffed tired at Fred's reproach before taking a sip of my drink. "C'mon, you got absolutely nothing to lose."

"My dignity?"

"She fancies you!" I shook my head no. "How many times are you gonna have the opportunity to dance with her, Georgie? Stop being a twit."

"Not yet."

"Oi, have you seen Y/n?" Ron approached us, taking a seat by my side.

"It's the only thing he's seen." I pinched the bridge of my nose, unable to deny what my twin had just said. "Just do it." I groaned. "Okay, I'll do it."

"No!" I jumped up and tugged Fred down in the process. "Alright, I'll go."

READER'S P. O. V.

"Yeah, I was about to—"

I involuntarily let out a squeal when a hand tickled my side. "Hello, ladies." I spun my head to see George behind me. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but may I have this dance?"

Luna replied before I could. "You see, I was wondering how much time it'd take you to ask her." I turned as red as a beetroot; my only comfort was that the towering ginger's face was the colour of his hair. "I think I'm odd man out." She waved us goodbye and headed to see Harry.

"I reckon Luna is way too observant." He spoke, tugging my hand.

"Were you ogling me, Weasley?"

"Maybe." He came to a stop in the middle of the dancefloor and pulled me close. "Couldn't take my eyes off you." He confessed quietly.

As we swayed, I let my forehead land on his chest, savouring what I dreaded would be one of the last precious moments before everything went down.

"George?" He hummed, raising his brows as a prompt for me to talk. I took a deep breath and told myself that what I was going to say mattered little compared to whatever was looming over us. "I've been wanting to tell you this, but I just... Didn't find the right time." Our faces were mere inches away. "But I don't think I'll ever find the right time at this point so—"

I jolted, holding onto George, when a blue volute plunged into the tent; a Patronus.

It was not until Shacklebolt message was ending that I realized George's arms were around me, pulling me flush against his chest.

Both our hearts were hammering violently, and I was sure he could feel mine as clearly as I felt his.

When the Patronus vanished, panic began to spread. I noticed how my own breathing picked up. "Y/n." This time it was George the one calling my name; his whisper sounded so clear compared to everyone else's screams and cries. "If I don't say this out loud, I'll combust—"

"Y/N! GET DOWN!" Tonks's shouts snapped us out of it. We obeyed just in time to see a red hex flying over us, being stopped by Tonks herself.

George and I grabbed our wands and pulled each other back to our feet before joining the Order.

"FREDDIE!"

"LUNA!"

We parted ways, George making his way to reach his twin while I ran to a moderately tipsy Luna, who seemed to be struggling to find her father.

As soon as I made sure she was out of the picture, I jogged to help the twins, casting protection spells against two death eaters.

"STUPEFY!" I managed to take out the one attacking George, and he was quick to stun the one duelling his brother.

"Leave!" George tugged my hand, attempting to get me out of the canopy, his brother quickly rushing to their little sister.

"I'm not leaving!"

"Y/n—" I moved him out of the way to shield us from another hex. "Please— Flipendo!!" I saw another death eater flying away from us. "Shit!" George's hand gripped mine for dear life, making me back off with him to get back in when he realized it was too late for me to leave.

Soon enough it was just the Weasleys, Fleur and her family, Tonks, Lupin and me inside the tent, all back-to-back, surrounded by death eaters.

Corban Yaxley stepped out. "My apologies to disrupt the celebrations." he offered a fake apology to the newlyweds which was equally disgusting and scary. "Let's try by fair means." I knew my knuckles had gone white, given the strength with which I was gripping George's hand. "Where is Harry Potter?" He knew no one would speak. "Aight, by foul it'll be."

I looked around and I saw Molly and Arthur shielding Ginny; Bill and Fleur held onto each other; Lupin and Tonks pulled Fleur's sister and parents behind them; Fred gave a quick look at his twin before moving closer to us.

"Take them inside and register the house."

Soon we were being pushed into the Burrow, a bunch of death eaters before us ready to put all upside down.

We stayed quiet meanwhile, leaving out an occasional 'don't touch that' or a 'there's no need to break that' from Molly and Arthur.

"I reckon you won't find Harry in my grandma's glass cabinet, smart arse." We all turned to Fred, his mother giving him a pleading look.

"Maybe he's between the plates, Freddie," George jumped in, attempting to draw the attention off his brother. "You'll want to check the cutlery too, in case he's now a teaspoon." He suggested to Yaxley with a challenging look.

The death eater tilted his head to the side, as if he had noticed something worth of interest in George. "What happened to you?"

Everyone went livid.

"I fell downstairs." George replied through gritted teeth. His tone was full of what could be easily passed as anger, but by the way his hand was shaking, I reckoned it was fear.

Yaxley seemed to think for a second before turning to two of his mates. "Start with him, then the twin and we'll move on to—"

Before I knew what I was doing, my wand was out and hexing one of the guys that had tried to remove George from us.

"Take their BLOODY WANDS!" Yaxley stalked to me and grabbed my arm, pulling me away. "We'll start with you, miss."

"No! Wait, she doesn't know anything!" George tried in vain to persuade them, pushing through the death eaters in an attempt to get to me. I looked at him and shook my head no, already psyching myself up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

They were rather quick, and not half as bad as I thought they would be. I was thrown back into the living room with only a shiner and the promise of bruised wrists.

It was enough for George to jump up; not to check on me, though, but to do something as stupid as my impulsive hexing.

"Okay, crippled," three death eaters grabbed him before he could do anything and dragged to the bathroom they had gotten me in. "your turn."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

He looked bad.

Molly was about to throw hands when we saw George leaving the bathroom; a cut on the cheek, a bloody nose, a black eye and by the way he flinched while walking, probably an injured rib.

But the worst was the red pooling the bandage around his head, and the way he was struggling to keep his hand off it.

"C'mon, blabber." It wasn't surprising when Fred willingly approached Yaxley and punched him strong enough to throw him down. "You know-” He got up, motioning at his minions so they would get Fred in. “that just made it worse."

I spared Molly an enquiring look, to which she replied with a nod; in an instant, I was gently pulling George to the settee. "Let me see..." I pursed my lips, tilting his head to the side so I could check his wound. A sigh left my lips, suddenly realizing I couldn't really take off the bandage in front of them. "Can you sit it up?" I whispered only for him to hear.

He nodded, his hand travelling up to mine, which rested on his cheek, to give it a reassuring squeeze. I didn't think twice about how wrong the timing was before leaning in and placing a kiss on his lips.

GEORGE'S P. O. V.

My body moved forward by itself when she pulled back, attempting to chase her lips. I managed to stop myself when I remembered we were surrounded by death eaters and my family was right behind Y/n.

She then gave me a small smile and moved to grab a fresh towel from the kitchen. I caught a glimpse of my family's looks before she came back, ready to clean the blood on my face.

She aided Fred along with my mom; he bore the burnt along with me.

The sun was rising when Yaxley decided to leave. My father rushed to send a Patronus to the trio, and everyone felt a bit of relief and finally scattered through the Burrow. Ginny claimed she would take care of Fred, and she took my twin to our room.

"Now, let's check that." Y/n spoke, standing up so she could remove the damp bandage. "What happened?"

"He threw a punch and—" I hissed when the bandage left my ear, earning a concerned ‘sorry’ from Y/n. "The wound opened. It began to bleed, and they decided to stop." She only nodded, grabbing again the towel, now mildly red due to the blood it had cleaned. "That kiss was too short." I didn't even know how I managed to let that out.

She stopped, her eyes going up and down my body before inquiring, "want another one?"

"Please." She didn't need anything else for her soft lips to return to mines. This time it was one hell of a kiss, but my mouth chased them again when Y/n pulled away, only that this time her lips did return to mines for another short kiss. "Should I ask you on a date?"

"I doubt we'll be able to go on a proper date." We both chuckled; as sad as it sounded, it was true. "You can make me a coffee after I fix this, though."

"Gladly." I replied, my thumb caressing her cheek before bringing her to my lips one more time.

"FINALLY!" We both jumped at Fred's yelling. "It was about fucking time, really."

"Do you wanna get beaten up again?" Y/n harmlessly shoved my shoulder, hiding a laugh. "I just realized," I signalled my black eye and then hers. "We're matching."

"What a lovely way to match, is it not?" She replied, shaking her head with a smile on her face. “Come,” she caressed my cheek before carefully pulling me up. “I saw clean bandages over the sink.”

“Yes ma’am.” 

“Y/l/n,” her eyes travelled to my brother. “don’t you snog my brother in the lavatory where we just got beaten up.”

“Piss off, Fred.” She responded indifferent, pulling me with her into the bathroom, leaving the door completely open; she probably feared my mother would burst it open at the possibility of us doing inappropriate things in there.

“Yeah, piss off.” I agreed, siting down on the toilet so she could clean the wound. “She can snog me wherever she wants.” I added, muffling a laugh when Y/n cursed us both under her breath. “I’m sorry, love.”

“No, you’re not.” 

“No, I’m not.” I confessed with an amused grin.

“Why do I even fancy you?” She questioned, faking disappointment in herself.

“I’m very handsome?” I casually suggested, tilting my head for her to wrap the bandage without much difficulty. 

“Must be.” She agreed, leaning on to peck my lips. “Now where’s that coffee, sir?”

I got up, leading Y/n to the kitchen and instantly preparing the coffee pot. “It’s gonna be the best coffee you’ll ever taste.” I stated, as if it was a scientifical fact.

“Confident, are we?” she laughed, sitting on the counter besides me.

“Well, my four-year-long crush just kissed me.” I confessed. “So yeah, very.”

“Fred’s right.” I hummed, looking at her with an eyebrow raised as I handed her the coffee. “It was about fucking time.” We smiled at each other, way too widely for two people who had just gotten roughed up. We stayed next to one another in silence, looking through the window; I found the customary landscape particularly beautiful. 

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Epilogue to Summer Heat, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

-(fem!reader x Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers)

Summary: A glimpse of the months following Steve leaving Reader for Peggy. This is a part 2/sequel/epilogue of this fic for @syntheticavenger's 5K Follower Challenge

Warnings: This is mild! Mostly Fluff with slight Angst. There's a hint at Bucky eating out his very pregnant girlfriend if you squint. Bucky is soft. Steve is an idiot. Bucky really loves reader. (I stuck at these I apologize. Contains very minor Loki spoilers. I wrote this in like a hour on my phone so I apologize for any typos etc)

Please reblog/share and comment. I love to read your reviews!

Word Count: 2,060

It had been nearly 5 months since you had found out that you were pregnant. You and Bucky were letting everything fall into place as you were getting ready for the birth of your baby. He had talked you into finding out the sex when it was born, despite you wanting to hurry up and find out. You closed your eyes as you sat on the couch, your legs propped onto a pillow as you rubbed your stomach as your baby kicked.

"He's good," he says with a smile. "God, you're so beautiful," he says, and you chuckle.

"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.

"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.

"Baby, how many times do I have to tell you that you're beautiful?" He asks, and you sigh. You just feel so fat and unattractive, but Bucky still stares at you the same way he did before he made the first move and kissed you all those months ago.

"I don't deserve you, Buck," you smile and move, so you are sitting beside him. "I honestly don't deserve everything you've done for the baby and me-" he cuts you off as he wraps an arm around you and pulls you gently into him, kissing your lips with a softness that made you get goosebumps every time.

"Our baby," he says into your lips.

"Our baby," you whisper back and smile as he stands up and takes your empty bowl to the sink, and comes back to lean down to kiss your chin where you had some chocolate. His lips move up to his, and you run your hands into his hair pulling him closer as he gently devours your lips with his own.

"Need to taste you," he says in a rough tone before pulling away. His hands reach down, taking both of yours. He helps you off of the couch and walks you back to the bedroom.

~ 2 Months Later~

You woke up one morning hearing the birds chirping outside of your window and smiled as Bucky came in, bringing you some toast with avocados and eggs on it. You eat the toast as he leans and kisses your stomach, softly singing his favorite song with his head gently lying on your huge tummy.

You giggle as you listen to him singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" as you close your eyes and remember your first kiss during "The Wizard of Oz" all of those months ago. You play with his hair, looking down at him, wondering how you got so lucky to have a guy like Bucky. Your eyes close for a moment. You can't help but think of Steve. You hate that he left you, you hate that he chose to be with another woman; but why couldn't you hate him?

If he had known you were pregnant, you know he would've stayed. Wouldn't he?

"Hey doll, you okay?" You heard Bucky ask, and you looked down at him. You smile as you nod your head down at him. You take a deep breath.

"I was just thinking about Steve ... not necessarily the bad stuff. I just ..." you couldn't find the words. "He just would have been a good father," you say softly.

"You're right," he smiles and looks up at you. "He was a good man," he whispers and closes his eyes. "I just ... wish he would've handled all of this differently. He should've talked to you," he said, his fingers gently moving over your tummy. You smile. His singing was always something that could calm the baby's kicking down.

When he moves to lay down beside you, pulling you as close as he could as he rested his head on your shoulder and his hand on your stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment and bit at his lip.

"At the funeral, he asked me if I liked you," Bucky whispered. He'd never talked to you about this before. "He said he saw something about the way we looked at each other. He wanted to know if I had feelings for you,"

You bit your lip as you listened to Bucky, and you placed your hand over his.

"I didn't lie to him. I told him the truth. I'm sorry if me telling him that caused him to leave," he said, and you place your finger over his lips.

"Bucky, even if I do miss him sometimes ... even if I do still love him. There's nothing like the love I have for you," you whisper and run your fingers through his hair. "This baby was made with Steve ... and even tho we told each other 'I Love You,' It is fate that you and I go through this with our baby."

Bucky looked up at you, his blue eyes beginning to tear up, and you smile as you run your fingers gently into his hair before you wiped at his face with your fingers.

"I love you so much," you say down to him.

"I love you," he says back as he kisses your stomach and looks up at you with his head resting against your tummy again.

"Let's get married," he says, and you look down at him about to say something. He smiles up at you. "I know it's not an ideal proposal," he chuckles. "But I don't want to wait, and I don't even have a ring ... but I can get one. I just want to marry you, and I want to grow old with you and our baby,"

"Let's get married," you say back with a smile. "We can just do it in the courthouse... I don't need anything but you, Buck. Maybe we can get Sam to come," you say, and he smiles as he pulls away and moves his dog tags from his neck to yours.

"Let's get married," he says again and kisses your lips.

Steve had promised Peggy that he would stop by the grocery store he walked out of the store with his paper bags and looked around as things began to freeze in time. He looked around strangely as everything began to move in slow motion. Holographic doors began to show around him, and three guards came out with guns and walked towards him.

One of them stepped towards him and looked down at something in their hand.

"Steve Rogers, on behalf of the Time Variance Authority. I hereby arrest you for crimes against the sacred timeline."

Before he had a chance to speak, he was zapped away with the strange people and was put on trial. He honestly thought this was some kind of joke. How had he messed with the timeline?

"You must be Captain America," a voice said from behind him. He was holding a file and stood to walk towards him. "I'm Mobius," he said.

"Why am I here?"

"You messed up the Timeline by going back in time to be with Peggy Carter," Mobius replied. "We figured we would give you the chance to fix things. Follow me," he said, and Steve sighed, following after the man.

He stopped at an area, and Steve turned towards a vast place with darkness, but soon the darkness lit up. He saw you and Bucky in front of him.

He saw how the two of you had fallen in love, and something inside him twitched as he saw how you looked at Bucky. It was a way she never looked at him before. Then he watched the night she had called him asking him to pick something up for her, and he gasped.

"I wouldn't have left if I had known," Steve finally spoke.

Mobius looked over at the blonde and shook his head. Then looked back at the screen.

"You need to make a decision. But know one thing, them falling in love was always supposed to happen. It would have happened if you would've stayed," he said, causing Steve to look at the screen. "We normally don't do this, but we will give you time to figure out what you want. You can stay here ... you can let them live their lives. Or you can finally man up and admit that going back into time to be with a woman you only kissed once was a stupid thing to do,"

Bucky smiled as he kissed your head as your 6-week old baby girl, Isabella Rose rested on your chest. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and you didn't look any better.

"I still can't believe she's here," he smiled, looking down at the sleeping baby. "Here, let me take her. I want you to get some sleep," he said as he softly took her and stood up from the bed and walked her to her nursery, and laid her down.

"Hey sweet pea," Bucky says as he winds up the mobile and Isabella glances up at him and he swore she smiled before looking at the mobile. "All of this is new to me. But I promise I'm going to take care of you and mommy. It's going to be the three of us to the end of the line," he whispered and looked up at the mobile where he and you had hung Steve's dog tags that he had left behind. "Your daddy would love you so much. I miss him and I know mommy misses him too. You have his eyes and his hair. But hopefully, you aren't as hardheaded," he smiles and runs his fingers through her blond hair. "Go to sleep sweet pea,"

He came back into the bedroom and smirked, seeing you were already asleep, and he laid beside you and wrapped an arm around you.

He woke up a few hours later; Isabella was crying. He headed into the room and picked her up, comforting her with a smile.

"Daddy's here," he said as she wrapped her hand around his ring finger, and he smiled seeing her little fingers close to his wedding band. "Daddy's always gonna be here," he said, rocking her softly. He heard a knock on the door and carried Isabella carefully towards the door and opened it slowly.

Steve stood behind the door. He had a hand on the back of his neck as he looked out at his best friend holding his daughter just as you walked into the room.

"Buck, who's at the door?" You ask before you freeze as Bucky moves to the side, and Steve is standing there looking from you to Bucky and down at the little blonde-haired girl in Bucky's arms.

"Bucky, turn around," you say, and he backs away from you and turns his back, and holds Isabella close.

"How dare you!" You say as you slap Steve once and then again. "You left!" You say, and he reaches his hands out to grab ahold of yours. It's when he sees the rings on your finger.

"Y/N. I'm sorry. If I would've known, I wouldn't have left," he says, and you feel the tears building in your eyes.

"But you left Steve ... you left. You said you loved me, and you left," you shook your head. "I loved you, and you left," you said as you began to hit his chest before collapsing into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he said as he held you close against his chest. "I came back ... I came back," he said against your head. "I know you and Bucky are together ... but I have to be here for her," he said, and you look up at him and feel his fingers wiping your eyes.

"Can I hold her?" Steve asks, his voice slightly cracking.

"Yes," you whisper and have him sit down on the couch as you motion for Bucky to take Isabella over to Steve. He hands Isabella over carefully, and she looks up at the strange man and wiggles a little in his arms as tears roll from Steve's blue eyes down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry I left you, little Angel, but daddy's never leaving you again," Steve said as he leaned and kissed her head and took in the smell of his daughter for the very first time.

Tagging:

@syntheticavenger @bitchassbucky @belladonnabarnes @stcrrynightsinneverlcnd @onceuponabarnes @fairyevans @balenciagabucky @honeysucklesteve @faeryloki @fuckandfluff @bibbidibobbidibucky @buckyblues @bloomingbucky @buckyssimp @mickey-henry @fluffycutecevans @midnightf @fallinforevans @buckys-blue-eyes @lokiscollar

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2022 Fandom Goals (ノ・∀・)ノ

Thank you so much @sugareey-makes-stuff for the tag! Excited to see what you create this year and looking forward to Wood You Rather!!

It’s been a year since I started reading Drarry again let alone any HP works and it’ll be a year in April since I posted my first fic after hiatus. I’ve read a ton of amazing stories since and have been lucky enough to meet a few friends in this fandom. All my love and joy to you on this new year.

☆ Interact, be there, be present: I might have convinced myself to be completely unapproachable so this is me working on that. I’m beyond nervous most of the time since fandom and groups can be so vast and a bit hard to navigate through. Whether I’m participating more, commenting more, replying or (this is the tricky bit) sending asks or DMs or even offering to alpha read. Alpha reading is something I love doing, but could not do so much last year due to fest writing. I love talking about ideas and headcanons, it’s one of my favorite things ever.

☆ Read and write more rarepairs and polytriads: I’ve become obsessed with Lunasy, Dron, and Cedric/Drarco/Harry, Charlie/Draco/Harry and Flintwood to name a few. I can't wait for Polyship Week 2022 in March! At the moment I'm beyond excited for HP Rare Pair Fest which just started posting!

On that same note, I am also multifandom at heart. There’s a lot of fandoms that I love and am dying to write for. Some of these include: Dune, Hades, The Umbrella Academy, Bleach, Ted Lasso, The Witcher, Castlevania and more Kylux.

☆ Less fests and more challenges: I signed up for nine fests last year and I only got to write for six of them. That’s still impressive. I wholeheartedly love what I wrote, but I also put aside a lot of WIPs to meet deadlines. I want to check in on those unfinished works, see how I feel about them, and perhaps try to work on them again.

I also found out about the Chocolate Box challenge earlier today. While I do not think I’ll be able to meet the deadline, I am looking forward to doing more similar challenges that are not just limited to one fandom. Season of Kink is one I’m excited for later this year.

☆ Read more AND comment more: While on the subject of fests this is one thing I am hopeful to do more of this year. To be an active participant in these fests as a reader and commenter. My bookmarks have gotten bigger and I’m ready to dive back in as a reader. Letting writers know that their work left an impression on me! I want to do more of that. It means the world to me when I get similar comments so I want to throw that energy back into the world.

At the end of the day it’s all about not being too hard on myself. Some days I may not be present and that's okay. I will miss out on some things and that's okay. Trying to be constantly present and afraid of fomo will only tire me out. It's what I'm dealing with right now. I’m excited to keep writing even if it’s in smaller doses. Thanks for reading and for sticking by thus far. I’m excited to see what we all make this year.

Tagging the following, though no pressure at all!! Apologies if you've done this already and I missed it! - @triggerlil @clarey-potter @yourtokentrophywife @fangqueen @static-abyss @thusspoketrish @yletylyf @anaxandria-writes

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2021 Fic in Review

The lovely and talented @davidbrewer very kindly tagged me to do this - thank you my friend! I put off posting this in case I managed to finish the one I'm currently trying to polish off, but this week has been a bit crazy so it looks like I won't finish it before New Year. In terms of cold hard numbers, this will be supremely unimpressive, but I'm still proud of myself and posting anything at all is an achievement that means a lot to me, so I want to mark it!

Total number of completed works this year: 3

Total word count: 8,333

Fandoms I’ve written in this year: 1 (Schitt's Creek!)

Did you write more/less fic than you thought you would this year, or about what you expected?: At the start of this year I hadn't written fic in months or years, and hadn't shared any in probably a decade. I've also written way more than I've actually finished and published. So I've definitely written much more than I would have imagined!

What’s your favourite story you wrote this year?: I'm actually really fond of all three I've posted, in their different ways. And there are many drafts I'm enjoying and would like to get finished. Of the ones I've posted, I think I might say Boys don't wear makeup is my favourite. It's a childhood gen fic and it's got the fewest hits by far, but I love it - I liked exploring the themes and it was a nice challenge to write from a seven-year-old's perspective, and I think it turned out pretty well!

Did you take any writing risks this year?: Honestly probably not? Besides taking the plunge to post again at all, which was a big deal for me but probably doesn't count as a risk to most people. But in drafts I have a half-written fic dealing with some heavy themes, and several early attempts at smut, which is new and scary for me!

Most popular story you wrote this year: Something we did, my most recent one featuring David and Clint during Meet the Parents!

Most fun fic to write: Maybe Boys don't wear makeup again, despite the angst in it, as I loved writing the children and it was also loads of fun working with a handful of OCs and drawing up a whole family tree so I had the relationships all sorted in my head.

Biggest surprise: A couple of fic rec lists (by @farm-witches-fic-recs and @scraregenrecs) included my works this year, which was a lovely surprise both times!

Do you have any fanfic/podfic goals for the new year?: Absolutely - I want to be quicker and bolder about finishing drafts and posting them, rather than there being weeks or months between single fics being published! A big part of that is trying to overcome the perfectionist instinct, which is a theme of my whole life (lmao), because it holds me up and I just want to share more and worry less! I'd also like to write a multi-chapter fic, and/or a series, somewhere along the way; I have a multi-chapter AU outlined in my head which I think would be a lot of fun and would probably appeal to people if I ever got it written, so I'd like to make some progress on that too.

Tagging: @confidently-hollieb, @januarium, @ratchet - apologies if you've already been tagged and/or done it! No pressure, but do feel free, and same goes for anyone else who sees this and wants to get involved - consider yourself tagged!