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2023 Fic Wrapped

Thanks to @anincompletelist for tagging me! This is such a fun thing to do!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. There are no rules!

Posted on Ao3: 34,145 (Across 14 fics)

Written total: 152,778 (yes, i do have a lot of docs created, a lot more than anyone wants to see)

3 published fandoms: Red, White and Royal Blue, All for the Game, The Shadowhunters Chronicles

Longest work: and every song reminds me of you (4,088 words)

Shortest work: yo te llevo dentro, hasta la raíz (546 words)

very real wips, things I'm actively working on

Super Six and the Siren's Call (PJO AU- +100k) co-written with @inexplicablymine and @happiness-of-the-pursuit one of the most wonderful projects I've had the honour to be a part of and I'm so exicted for people to see it

Toe the Line (Figure Skating AU - 20k currently) my dearest child, 60 pages of outline, investigation, character sheets and visions i have at three am for a random scene 5 chapter away

Y recuerda siempre que tú eres la medicina (A bilingual June character study) A companion piece of sorts for a train of thought (of things not to forget), June's perspective through it all, both in Spanish and English like Alex's. and with Natalia Lafourcade lyrics as a title because that's June coded

carved within the beauty, the darkness in between and without (your) love, I am nothing two pieces about religion and firstprince from each of their povs, a question about loving yourself and about loving someone else against the things you've been taught and finding divinity within each other.

not so real wips with a little less real word counts but a lot of vibes

Spiderman AU, my entry for the New Years Resolutions event of @thebrownstone, which means it'll get here at some point

MasterChef AU, my way to put my professional knowledge to good use, it was a silly funny story and it grew a plot

Dancer AU, a drabble fail that was just a vision and then some people kind of made it get a full dual pov, double 5 + 1 plot

Numbers are not everything but I do like data and stats

Kudos: 3,969

Comment Threads: 187

Bookmarks: 946

Numbers do not define an author's worth, but I also can see how far I've gotten with just one day deciding I wanted to write and post my fun little words again

top 3 sorted by kudos

las formas de llamarte amor (2.5k - 630 kudos)

my first fic in the rwrb fandom, it makes me so happy to see it being loved, it was the ultimate show of self indulgence

Henry has been a public figure for most of his life, the reason why he’s been given dozens of titles, some kinder than others, he’s been the gay prince, the spare, the prince of England's hearts, the activist, the author. All of the titles are inevitably a part of his history, but the way Alex calls him is the most important of all. Because to Alex, he is sweetheart, amor, and corazón; Alex calls him mi vida in between kisses and whispers hermoso, lindo, precioso with his wandering hands working through Henry’s body. His name sounds better when it comes out of Alex’s lips. or 5 times Alex calls Henry a pet name in Spanish and one time he calls him by his name or Henry learns Spanish one pet name at a time

to belong to a family (even beyond this world) (2.5k - 578 kudos)

this one, this one i wrote with my own soul, i used my tears as ink, wrote it for the Halloween Huh fest and it all the comments have made me so incredibly happy

“Talk to him. They listen, they always listen,” Ligia says and Henry nods, she squeezes his hand again before turning back and leaving him alone in front of the ofrenda. It's very rare that Henry has been at a loss for words when he tries to talk to his father. He has spent countless nights speaking to the stars, looking for Orion and hoping that —wherever his father is— he is looking for it too. “Hi dad,” Henry says softly, taking another look at the picture of his father, smiling at the camera. “I missed you.” or When Alex and Henry go to Mexico for Día de Muertos a familiar face appears on the Díaz ofrenda

you are an idiot (i missed you) (1.6k - 475 kudos)

wrote this on a whim, blacked out and pulled this out of nowhere, my first fic for aftg and really just an excuse to write Andreil being married for convenience™

The best, and arguably the only, good part of playing on opposing teams from your husband was getting to play a match against him. Therefore one could say that Neil was very excited about getting to play against Andrew tonight. Not only because for the first time since the season started they'd finally be in the same State and City (And later after the game, the same house) but also because Neil thought Andrew was 100% hotter when he was playing (Not that he would tell him out loud), and seeing him live was definitely better than seeing him on a screen. There was also the added bonus of the infamous Minyard - Josten Rivalry. Or Neil and Andrew are having too much fun with their rivalry until someone else takes it too seriously, and then they have a talk.

Being a not native english speaker means that fanfic does teach me a lot of stuff, namely vocabulary this year stars some bangers

Saccharine

Ubiquitous

Litany

Chagrin

Filibuster

I created a total of 19 docs, which doesn't mean there's 19 fics there, but it also doesn't not mean it

Alex's POV wins with total of seven fics

Six fics have the tag of Alex Claremont-Díaz Speaks Spanish

Three of my wips have an outline longer than 10 pages

there's a 30%? chance I will write smut at some point in the new year

my funniest doc title is "If you have religious trauma and you know it clap your hands"

This year has been crazy, for many reasons but I'm glad I found this space and I'm glad I'm back to writing, and on top of it all I'm glad of being able to meet so many because of it.

And the year is not over yet! There's still more to come!

I'm tagging a few people, don't feel pressured to do this but if there's anything you feel proud of I'd love to see it @inexplicablymine @happiness-of-the-pursuit @affectionatelyrs @littlemisskittentoes @ssmtskw @raysletters @14carrotghoul @heybuddy-drabbles @suseagull04 @everwitch-magiks @sherryvalli @rockyroadkylers

#fanfiction #tag game #fic wrapped #red white and royal blue #all for the game #i thought about waiting for this #but I'm impatient #so bear with me #this year was crazy #but you'll get a cheesier post in new years eve

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hawkeykirsah · 1 year

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Prompt fill number 2 for @codywansleepbingo! Some pre-relationship Codywan.

Prompts used: Going to bed late, Sleeping on someone's shoulder, Going to bed early, Bunk, Drooling Words: ~1800 Rating G, no warnings apply

Fic and bingo card under the cut!

Cody knew he should probably try to grab some shuteye when he stumbled into his quarters near the middle of the night cycle but he was in dire need of a shower and, unfortunately, there was a stack of requisition forms on his desk waiting to be signed off. The campaign had taken longer than expected and they’d all returned to the ship exhausted but those requisitions were important, they needed those supplies rather sooner than later, and so his much needed sleep would have to wait another hour.

He’d sat across from General Kenobi in the medbay as Stitches and his team checked them over, absently watching the man laugh at something the CMO said and just letting the quiet noise wash over him until a voice nearby said, “You’re good to go, Commander.”

He’d thanked the medic—some shiny they’d taken on with the last batch of troopers, not one of the known faces, he’d have to ask Stitches in the morning—and made his way to his quarters, hardly noticing the general falling in step beside him.

“Get some rest, Cody,” the man said around a yawn. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Bright and early, sir,” he replied. “And you, too.”

Kenobi flashed him a smile and moved down the hall toward his quarters with a jaunty wave.

Cody could admit to himself, standing under a warm spray of water a short time later, that he’d stood in front of his door watching the general walking away longer than he probably should have.

Cody signed off the last requisition form and the casualty report from the last campaign and glanced at the chrono, groaning at the passed time. It was late—or early, depending on how you wanted to look at it.

He flicked off the light and sprawled down on his bunk, face smushed into the thin pillow and one arm and leg half hanging over the side, and let the hum of the hyperdrive lull him to sleep, speeding them along through space toward their next destination.

When the sound of his alarm tore through the quiet of his quarters he could have sworn that he’d just closed his eyes. Scrubbing a hand over his face, he rolled to his feet, stretching until he felt his spine pop and ran through his morning routine of squats and push-ups before heading into the fresher and then to the mess in hopes of fresh caf.

The caf machine made noise like a dying nerf but it filled his mug with strong black caf. Cody grabbed the mug as soon as the machine stopped sputtering and inhaled the bitter scent deeply, eyes closed, before taking a small sip. It tasted slightly burnt, its bitterness even more noticeable than in its smell.

Cody opened his eyes again, scanning the quiet mess hall. Most troopers were hunched over cups of caf, cradling them in almost loving hands, while poking at whatever sludge the troopers in the galley served as breakfast that day. The general, he realized, was sitting toward the back of the room poring over some datapads, not looking much more awake than Cody felt.

He let his eyes linger on the reddish-gold of Kenobi’s hair just for a moment before jerking into movement, grabbing a tray with breakfast slop and wandering over to his table.

“Morning, sir,” he said, voice raspy with lack of sleep, sliding into a seat. He set his tray and helmet onto the table and began eating.

“Morning, Cody,” Kenobi replied, covering a yawn with the back of his hand. The cup of caf at his elbow was nearly empty, as was his tray. He must have been here a while already. “Did you get enough sleep last night?” Cody rocked a hand back and forth, trying to figure out what, exactly, he was eating, and Kenobi snorted, “Yes, I know the feeling.”

“Any new orders for the day?” Cody asked, nodding at the datapad on the table.

“Mm,” Kenobi hummed, “we should be there soon, actually. But you needn’t worry, this one is purely diplomatic. Just me and at most one or two troopers, though I hardly think that will be necessary. All you’d need to do is stand next to me and look pretty.”

Cody blinked once, watching Kenobi’s eyes widen and color flood into his cheeks, and said, mouth running off on its own, “I don’t think I’ll be the one looking pretty.”

He didn’t think he’d ever been quite so grateful for Gregor and Crys to appear, dropping onto the bench next to him and—oblivious to the exchange between him and the general—bickering over something.

Contrary to their usual run of luck—which was none—the diplomatic mission ran smoothly. No assassin droids interrupted the Jedi charming the local politicians, no Seppie ships suddenly appeared in orbit sending wave upon wave of clankers to the surface. It was, in one word, boring.

He had, after some convincing, gotten the general to agree to taking a squad with him, most of which were now waiting by the shuttle, but it had made Cody feel better. Kenobi was sent off on solo missions that ended up going south far too often.

The downside in putting himself on the entourage accompanying Kenobi was that standing just off to the Jedi’s side and keeping a watchful eye on everything was at least as taxing as a day-long ground assault, though he was willing to blame part of that on the barely two hours sleep he’d had the previous night.

It was later afternoon by the time the general and the local leader reached an agreement on behalf of the Republic and they boarded the shuttle to head back to the Negotiator, the remaining troopers jumping to their feet where they had been lounging in the sun waiting for their general to return.

The shuttle rocked gently as it climbed through the planet’s atmosphere, and before he knew it, Cody’s eyes fell shut to the thrum of the engines and the low murmur of conversation around him.

He woke slowly to the snicker of quiet laughter, head resting on something nice-smelling and soft, warm but also surprisingly hard underneath. He lifted his head and blinked, confused, taking stock of the situation. His gaze focused on Longshot wearing an absolutely shit-eating grin that never boded well for anyone when a voice—Kenobi’s voice—said, “Did you sleep well, Cody?”

He jerked his gaze to the side, mortification clawing its way up his throat as reality set in with a snap, and met the general’s eyes, crinkling lightly at the corners from the smile he was wearing.

“Yes, sir,” he croaked, because he had. He cleared his throat and straightened his shoulders, trying to regain some dignity, “I apologize for falling asleep on your shoulder, General.”

The crinkles grew deeper.

“No need for that, Commander,” Kenobi said, “but I accept nonetheless. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times Anakin has used my shoulder as a pillow, though he’s always sure to complain about my bones being too pointy. The mission was over and you weren’t the only one to take a nap on the way back.” He nodded over at Blaze, who had his head tipped back and was snoring softly while Fleabite’s shoulders shook with suppressed laughter. “Apart from that I believe we can, ah, disembark now.”

Cody nodded once and pushed to his feet, stifling a yawn. Kriff, he was still tired.

“Cody,” Kenobi said in a low voice, too quiet for the others to understand, “why don’t you go and catch up on that missing sleep? We’ll be in hyperspace the next few days. No need for any of us not to take the chance to get some rest. I’ll make it an order if I must.” he added, raising his eyebrows in challenge. And Cody was no fool, he knew when a position was not worth holding.

“You won’t need to,” he admitted. “I can hear my bunk calling from here.”

Kenobi laughed, bright and sweet, and Cody carried the sound with him all the way to his quarters where he shed his armor, stacking it neatly in a corner, and crawled into his bunk well before he usually would.

Sleep came almost immediately.

Hours later he woke feeling rested and refreshed. Cody took a quick sonic after his morning routine, got dressed, and grabbed his datapad, wanting to catch up on the flimsiwork from the previous day, only to find it all filled out and signed by the general.

Affection flowed through him, warm and sharp, and went to the mess. The general was usually just finishing his breakfast around this time but he wasn’t there. None of the troopers in the mess hall had seen him yet that morning.

He grabbed a cup of tea and went to Kenobi’s quarters. He knocked, waiting for a reply. He frowned when none came and turned on his heel, heading up to the bridge. He wasn’t there.

“Have you seen the general?” he asked Crys, who was currently the ranking officer on bridge duty.

“Negative, sir,” came the reply, followed by, “Is that tea?”

He ignored the comment, mind racing, and let his feet carry him back to Kenobi’s quarters. He knocked once more, waiting briefly before hesitantly opening the door. It’s not locked—after all, Kenobi always told them that they could come in any time.

He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him. His general was fast asleep, drooling on the pillow he was hugging, covers tangled around his hips.

Cody swallowed, heart thudding strangely in his chest, and carefully set the mug of tea on the desk before turning around and leaving the room. He’d already seen more than he should.

“Cody?” the general said drowsily behind him. There was a shuffling sound. “Is everything alright?”

“Everything is fine, sir,” he replied, swearing at himself. He turned around, bracing for whatever might meet his eyes, and gestured at the desk, “I just wanted to thank you for finishing yesterday’s paperwork in my stead.”

“And so you brought me tea in bed?” Kenobi asked, sounding delighted. He wore soft pants and no shirt and seemed utterly unbothered by Cody standing in his room as he reached for the tea, fingers curling around the mug, and brought it to his lips.

“It’s not hot anymore,” Cody said, apologetic, “but it should still be warm. I spent some time looking for you, sir.”

Kenobi waved his apology away, throat working as he swallowed the mouthful of tea. “No worries, Cody. I hope my assumed disappearance didn’t cause too much of a ruckus.”

Before he could answer his comm chimed. He answered, listening to Waxer’s worried voice, “Have you found the general, Commander?”

“I have,” Cody replied, something settling in his bones, meeting Kenobi’s twinkling gaze over the cup of tea, “I’m with him right now.”

#codywansleepbingo2023 #codywan #obi-wan kenobi #cody #commander cody #star wars: the clone wars #fanfiction #hawk writes #my writing #i should probably give this another read before sharing it #but i'm impatient #and tired #so you get it unedited #enjoy

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soyboysace · 10 months

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ok but arcane season 2 when (alternatively, valorant animated series when)

#i just wanna see my gays again #ok the valorant one will be in a solid decade minimum since the lore is still being built #but i'm Impatient #valorant #arcane

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dudefrommywesterns · 3 months

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sometimeeeee this week i'll draw wedding art

#typewriter dings #and maybeeee try to wait until feb 29 for full leap yeap effect #but i'm impatient

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kokusfluffyhair · 5 months

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I've been watching Vanitas no Carte again and dammit I need that 3rd season to come 😭😭😭

(Even though my favourite boy Jean-Jacques is probably never to return ... well at least his arc was closed up nicely and he'll live a happy life? Not like we can say the same for the main characters...)

How I want to hug him 😩

#random rant #vanitas no carte #the 3rd season will probably never come #not like I don't understand how much work it takes #especially bc the manga went on hiatus too #but I'm impatient

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therealamperssand · 3 months

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somebody's in looooooove

#animation #animatic #animation practice #digital art #you know #I COULD wait until valentine's day to post this #but I'm impatient #and don't want to schedule it

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lilirot · 23 days

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200 frees summons is nice. But are the cards gonna have the same drop% as the Bday cards??? because less generous if so.

#om posting #also are you gonna announce dateable undateables???? come onn #I mean they got a week to go #but I'm impatient #don't fuck it up solmare

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vampirecatboy · 1 month

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seems whenever i say i'm looking forward to my dnd game, something comes up and we end up not playing

the universe seems to like being a little shit to me

#stuff and things #i was hoping to get a reference for Aja's belusted deva for the art i'm working on #seems i'll have to go with my original plan and just wing it #or wait til next week #but i'm impatient

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adambudgebaybay · 3 months

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Where is the obligatory sweaty incoherent backstage Jay White interview

#aew #all elite wrestling #jay white #yes i know probably tomorrow #but I'm impatient

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cosmictulips · 1 year

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now that there's over 1000 of you following me.

Let's all manifest that the guy I'm crushing on messages me.

Let's do this together LOL

#Im joking #but I'm not #I feel it coming #I KNOW he'll message me #but dang it I want it now lmao #but I'm impatient #and I'm a taurus #I can wait #I waited this long o.e

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madrigaljail · 2 years

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Text Posts + El Brujo Loco/Asshole Teen!Bruno Vibes: A Second Compilation

The First Compilation

#the madrigal in-laws #el brujo loco hours #i wish there were ten of these #but i'm impatient

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bess3714 · 7 months

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I really hope my comic book shop gets my comics in today, they're like two weeks late and I'm getting impatient

#This is why I pirate things #I prefer having physical copies because pretty in my hands #but I'm impatient #comic thought bubble #bess babbles

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shimmershy · 11 months

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*But it wasn't funny.

Chara Week Day 3: Laughter

[Image Description: An Undertale comic that takes place in the True Lab. Panel 1: Frisk and Chara stand side-by-side, looking at something off-screen to the right. Frisk looks scared and is hugging themself while holding a stick. Chara, a ghost, is translucent and has a similar look of distress on their face. Panel 2: The amalgamate that resembles Snowdrake stands at the opposite end of the room, saying "Sn...o...wy..." Panel 3: A close up of Frisk's face. There are tears in their eyes. They hold their stick in front of themself as they open their mouth to speak, but Chara cuts them off with a laugh from off-screen. Panel 4: Chara holds a hand up to their face, smiling with their eyebrows knit together. They say, "...hehe. You laugh, and keep laughing." Panel 5: Chara is laughing in the foreground, hovering with their knees curled up to their chest and their arms wrapped around themself. They say, "It's SO funny, you can't stop." Frisk is in the background glancing sideways at them with concern. Panel 6: A closeup of Chara's face on a black background. They're laughing even harder and covering their eyes with their hand as tears run down their face. They say, "Tears run down your face." Panel 7: Chara looks to the side at Frisk, hand still covering one side of their face and still smiling, but their laughter dies out. They say, "... What?" Panel 8: Chara floats on a black background, alone, beside Frisk's red soul. They ask, "You didn't do that?" /End ID]

#posting this late at night because I just finished it and if I wait a second longer my impatience will overwhelm me #this took way longer than I thought it would........ but I'm satisfied with how it turned out at least #i love drawing comics I should do stuff like this more often. i'm really proud of the composition and everything #chara week #chara week 2023 #undertale #safeutdr #chara dreemurr #frisk #chara #amalgamates #undertale amalgamate #my art #frisk dreemurr #comic #undertale comic #true lab #frisk undertale #chara undertale #undertale chara #undertale frisk #EVERYTHING about the true lab is so interesting to me..... especially this part. i have many thoughts.#aughhhh #but basically here it's like. Frisk is very afraid and stressed out but they're being super brave about it. and Chara's kinda freaking out #for a lot of reasons. seeing the amalgamates. thinking about them 'losing themselves'. all that on top of coming across the tapes...#lots of Bad Feelings and distress yknow?#etc etc this is just how I'm interpreting it #edit: added an image description. this is my first time writing an image description so please let me know if i need to change anything!#i can't tell if i overexplained or underexplained but i tried my best!#🌼

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