What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in january?
I've wanted to write HQ!! since I watched the anime, but I never really finished anything. Finding the BoKuroo Week event with its prompts gave me a little push, I guess. It was a nice break from idol groups.

What's your own favorite story of the year?
Calling Dr. Love. It was just a lot of fun; I love puns, and I'm familiar enough with the medical world for the scenario to be funnier.

Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the new year?
Just write more and more frequently. Try to not procrastinate so much by getting more organized and aware of the dates. It's not that difficult of a goal, but I tell myself this every year...

From my past year of writing, what was ... ?

My best story of this year: I'm pretty proud of The Man Behind the Masks. I rarely write horror, even though I love it, and I think I did manage to make it more the thriller that I prefer.

My most popular story of this year: Strangers in the Snow, by AO3 hits

The story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: Cape & Tights Not Included. It's a superhero story and pretty much an origin story! What's not to like?! This World is White also got, like, no reception at all, and I thought it's an interesting story. Start to one, maybe, which could be part of the lack of feedback.

The most fun story to write: Calling Dr. Love, for the puns, and A Flustered Flamingo, for flamingo!Sehun

The story with the single iest moment: Show Dogs, if ing a guy you just met is y

The most "holy crap, that's wrong, even for you" story: The Man Behind the Masks only because the "bad guy" is making death masks of people who aren't entirely dead, yet.

The story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: n/a

The hardest story to write: Back to Yesterday was rather hard, and I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe the setting (Hawai'i) or trying to set it in a particular time (1980) without outright saying it or having a grand idea in my head but having the patience and attention to develop a small fraction...

The biggest disappointment: I don't like Beyond-Men are Beyond Reach. The characterizations or something are just way off, and I was in a hurry, trying to write a little story each day, so I didn't really develop anything beyond a shallow Bonnie and Clyde idea.

The biggest surprise: n/a

The most unintentionally telling story: All the More to Love. Being fluffy myself, it's very different living it versus being all "Oh, chubby is cute! Love yourself! More to love!" More to loathe, too.

Favorite opening lines:

Barks of laughter, yips of excitement or indignation, haywire hormones, and prissy- attitudes abound.

Baekhyun revels in the energy of it all.

→ Show Dogs

“Are you a pulmonary embolism? Because you take my breath away.”

Baekhyun’s at it again.

→ Calling Dr. Love

Being a typical Type A extrovert, and the possible reincarnation of a tenacious Corgi, Baekhyun acts first and thinks about it later, if at all. It’s his life policy when meeting and dealing with people, and he’s earned a lot of friends with his tried and true methods.

→ Carpe Natem

The problem with drinking too much is the morning after. Some people drink more to chase away the inevitable. Others have pills or folk remedies. Still others responsibly eat and drink water while indulging.

Chanyeol is one of those blessed individuals who sleep and wake up perfectly refreshed.

Kyungsoo is one of those cursed to be miserable, responsibility and caution be damned.

→ Sparks

Jongin grows up in a time with daily reports of death and destruction. It seemed the world was trying to destroy itself, but he learned that the world only did its best to survive. People, humans, were trying to destroy the world and themselves just because they couldn't agree on how to live together.

→ Prisoners of Paradise

Not that he’ll admit it, but being so far underground is kind of starting to rattle Bokuto’s cage. He likes fresh air and clouds. They can’t contain his enthusiasm and imagination. All of these many hundreds of feet beneath what could be a crushing force of earth really dampen his mood and makes his skin feel like insects are crawling underneath.

→ Big Red

5 favorite lines from anywhere:

Every couple of months, he takes a weekend and heads out to wherever he divines he should go. Sehun isn’t sure who the first person to believe what their soup is saying was completely sane, but it’s a practice much older than anything Sehun would use, so he’ll take Jongin’s word for it and tag along for moral support and out of boredom.

→ Summoning Demons isn't Cute (But You Are)

“We could open some wine. It’d help you sleep.” Yoongi’s always been the type to get sleepy after a drink. Add the warmth of a bath, and Taehyung will probably have to carry him to bed.

“Does this mean you’re spending the night?”

“I was kinda planning on the whole weekend. If you want me.”

“I always want you, Taehyung.” Yoongi pushes his chair back and gets to his feet with a sigh. “It’s so rare, now, that I’m allowed that.” The comment is soft, meant for his own ears more than Taehyung’s, but Taehyung hears it and stares at Yoongi’s back.

→ A Crime in Passion

Standing over the forest, part of a crowd he could never touch except to tangle their roots, many lives came and went. The mountains wore down. River stones became smooth. Spirits soared and faded.

He had no conscience to appreciate it but consciousness to acknowledge it.

→ The Meaning of Shade

“The only arrest on my record was in college, and that was only for belligerence.” The campus cops deserved it, trolling the grounds and itching to write out tickets and citations. “I can still kick your .”

“The creak of your joints will warn me, so I can dodge it.” He can’t dodge the swat to his and howls with laughter when Joonmyun swears.

“Remove your wallet, so I can spank you properly!” Joonmyun reaches for his husband’s back pocket but is blocked and kept aside by Yifan’s long reach. A former basketball player, he hasn’t lost his skill, but Joonmyun is still pretty fast and spins around a block, ducks under a flailing arm, and picks Yifan’s pocket, slapping his with his own wallet.

→ Where We Love

He’s done with classes for the day and had only eaten an apple on his way to his first morning class. Mentioning food again, his gut growls. “I’m starving.”

“You certainly grabbed my buns like a starving man.”

“I said I was sorry!”

→ Carpe Natem

fic writing goals for 2020: Write early, write often! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑