not fic: end of the year fic meme

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fics i wrote in 2016

Total Word Count: 376471 words Fandoms Written In: BTS ☆ ☆ ☆ Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted? A lot less, in terms of completed projects. I wasn't able to finish a lot of WIPs, I wasn't even able to write half of the 1M words I'd set as a target at the start of the year, and I generally had very little time to write this year… It's as if every single aspect of my life conspired against me to keep me from writing, haha! I got my inspiration and momentum back towards the end of the year, though, and I'm so glad I did. What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January? NAMSEOK. NAMJOON AND HOSEOK. Jesus, I just— At the start of the year, I was, "k what the hell is a NamSeok," but now I'm so, so in love with them! Enough that I've plotted out a 120k fic for them hinged on coffee and Pokemon connections, haha. Oh god. What's your own favorite story of the year? I'd choose you make my heart beat (faster) in a heartbeat if I wrote more than 50% of that this 2016, but nope. I love love love house for rent, heart for the taking. I wouldn't say I took a lot of risks writing it, but I will say I struggled a lot with it because it's lighter and a lot 'simpler' than what I'd usually write so I'd be able to make the fic fest deadline. I reworked the plot a bit after reveals, though, revived the subplots I originally had to kill, and now I'm just… really in love with it. :') Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? I tried writing with the 'chapter mindset' versus following my usual three-act structure. In my head, the plots still have a semblance of the structure, in that I know chapters x to x are the set up parts, chapters x to x are the build up parts, and chapters x to x are the 'taking away and regaining' parts, but choosing to write chapters instead of my usual big arcs has made finishing some of my bigger fics faster and easier. Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the new year? Write more, write better. Finish all my WIPs, then finally, finally, finally write Portugal AU? Publish two new books next year and have 'em out in bookstores, too. That's the goal. :) ☆ ☆ ☆ From my past year of writing, what was… My best story of this year: all we need now is the dark. I love the emotions in this, how dark and painful it turned out, and how it moved me so much that I had to plan a sequel for it (coming sometime in 2017!). My most popular story of this year: you make my heart beat (faster). Everybody loves some office romance! Most fun story to write: show me all the scars you hide. SEOKJIN AND YOONGI TAKING CARE OF EEVEES, OKAY. THEY WERE TAKING CARE OF EEVEES. Story with the single sexiest moment: The part where Namjoon actually takes Jeongguk through masturbating in all we need now is the dark. Most "holy crap, that's wrong, even for you" story: all we need now is the dark. I have never written a guided masturbation fic before, and this really… shifted… my perception… of Jeongguk. Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: all we need now is the dark, no doubt. Hardest story to write: the more you hate, because I had no idea how to write Hoseok until I picked up that pinch. Biggest surprise: running from the heart's responsibilities, because I never thought I was that invested in Taehyung and Namjoon until I wrote that fic. Most unintentionally telling story: something was bound to go right sometime today, primarily because of the leads' backstories. Favorite Opening Lines: - The good news is that the new batch of cats that Yoongi has taken in has already calmed down considerably. Seokjin isn't the biggest fan of cats, would rather have a pet koala clinging to him all the time or cute little turtles poking out their heads when they feel they're safe to expose themselves, but when you have a best friend who has lived with you practically your entire life and has a heart too soft for the mewling little critters that he just can't say 'no' to them even if the flat Yoongi shares with Seokjin is already 90% cat and 10% Living Space For Humans, it's impossible to look the other way and kick them out, said best friend included. That and, well... Cats are nice. They're drama-free creatures who know the concept of black and white, yes or no. If they don't like you, then they don't, no questions asked. If they do, however, they'll demand attention and plop down on your feet and make sure their scent rubs off on you so that other buggers will know you're theirs. Which is actually touching and cute, if Seokjin thinks about it carefully and forgets the bit where 'touching' means 'yay, claws!' with cats, but it's a bit annoying that Yoongi, the biggest, slyest kitten Seokjin has ever known, has actually used the knowledge of Seokjin's ultimate weakness – that is, cute and fluffy things – to great success. To insanely great success. Multiple times. The bad news is that there are hardly any people in the coffee shop for the cats to play with today. In fact, there have hardly been any customers picking up the kittens these past few days. (something was bound to go right sometime today; seokjin/jimin) - Cold logic told Jeongguk that the most sensible thing to do right now was to just grab his coat and leave. Two in the morning with too many liters of alcohol sloshing around in his brain had never been a bad thing since he started drinking, ever since he entered university and started allowing himself to get dragged into parties, curse Taehyung and Jimin for being the worst possible roommates, but right now the pulse in his temples was throbbing too strongly and his knees felt a bit too weak. His stomach kept tossing and turning and lurching in several different different directions. His palms were sweaty and this throat felt too damn tight. And the heat pooling in his groin wouldn't ease even if it had already been some four, five minutes since he'd decided to break away from whatever silly dance it was that he found himself caught in with Namjoon, even if it had already been so long since he decided to save himself and push himself away from Namjoon before he could do strange, strange things with his hands. Jeongguk scoffed. There had to be some rule against older brothers being friends with hot men whose brains made them ten times even more attractive. There had to be some law that–that could protect Jeongguk from the dangerous man that Namjoon was. There had to be something in the books about dealing with this. (all we need now is the dark; namjoon/jeongguk) Favorite Closing Lines: - Seokjin scrunches his face in an attempt to keep himself from grinning. He'll have to grow accustomed to this, getting what he finally wants, having Yoongi within an arm's reach and, sometimes, even closer. He'll have to get used to all the nice things in his life sooner or later, no matter what. So he buries his face in Yoongi's hair, laughs and leaves little giggles on Yoongi's skin, making Yoongi shiver. Meets Yoongi halfway and leaves a trail of kisses from his forehead to the bridge of his nose to the space where bare skin meets soft, warm lips. He pulls away for a little, looking around for an audience, then leans back in to hover, just hover, his lips barely brushing against Yoongi's own like he's still... taking everything in, trying to convince himself that this is no longer make-believe, that this is real, that his daily struggle will no longer be getting up early after rendering extra hours at work but challenging himself to do better everyday as a creative, challenging himself to look away everytime he catches Yoongi staring, gaze fond and soft and disarming. "You're not waiting for me to issue a job order on kissing me, are you?" Yoongi teases, voice lilting, and that's when Seokjin rolls his eyes in response, leans in to capture Yoongi's mouth in a warm, heated kiss, tracing the wicked contours of Yoongi's mouth with his tongue, engraving on his skin the subtle shifts in Yoongi's muscles when Yoongi pulls him down, urges Seokjin to make himself comfortable on his lap, pulls him closer. Part of Seokjin keeps thinking that this is a bad idea, that they're a bad idea, but he doesn't care anymore – Yoongi is the best bad idea he's had in months, years, his entire lifetime. He threads his fingers through Yoongi's hair and laughs into Yoongi's mouth when Yoongi hiccups, when Yoongi mutters the softest 'sorry' that melts into a bubbles of laughter, a blossom of giggles, shaking and shivering in the fit of their bodies. He should get a fucking award for this, so he kisses Yoongi again, and again, and again, and rewrites every bad idea into a good one worthy of every damn award there is in the world, into Min Yoongi. Into them. (you make my heart beat (faster); yoongi/seokjin) - Seokjin twists his mouth. Jimin's lips are a bit chapped and they're pulled up the corners and they're just as enticing as ever, and he doesn't really mind getting smacked by Jimin in the ass later on if he ever decides to lean in and lick the stretch of Jimin's lower lip so it can look a lot less chapped and so that Jimin's cheeks can be a bit more flushed with life, but nah, he won't give in yet. Besides, it's a nice excuse to go so torturously slow later, after work, when they can finally back each other up against the wall and kiss until they remember they haven't turned off the machines yet. It gives him a damn good excuse to suck on the corners of Jimin's mouth before attempting to pry Jimin's lips open, gives him a really good excuse to map out red marks along the column of Jimin's throat later before Jimin drops to his knees and keeps his word after losing in their little game of 'whose Instagram videos gets more likes by the end of the day?'. So instead, he kisses Jimin's fingers one by one, the press of his lips soft and gentle until he sucks on Jimin's pinky and gives it a tiny lick, and grins when it startles a gasp out of Jimin, a wicked smile, and a challenge in Jimin's eyes that says, You're going to fucking regret this later, hyung. I'm going to kiss you senseless later and make you repent for your sins and– "Nope," Seokjin whispers, then winks just as Jimin huffs, purses his lips, shakes his head like a practiced stimulus to every damned bout of spontaneity from Seokjin. He can't stop grinning even as he hears more people shuffling inside the shop, as the group earlier stops just a few inches away from him to discuss the new drink all three of them want to try out, as he hears Jimin whisper in endless circles, You will be the death of me, Kim Seokjin. You're my sweet, sweet death. I am giving you the sweetest drink we have and I will make sure I'll be able to taste it on your lips later, until I finally decide to lose control. And Seokjin is about two seconds away from retracting his statement because nothing scares him more than coffee he isn't well-acquainted with, but he trusts Jimin enough that he wiggles his eyebrows in response, grins, and sticks with his decision. Besides, he muses to himself as he sticks out his tongue at a Jimin grudingly waiting and waiting while drumming a beat on the counter, while fighting off a smile, it's not as if Jimin isn't already the sweetest thing he's ever gotten hooked on. Seokjin laughs to himself. He's too far gone. And by the looks of the flush on Jimin's cheeks and the way Jimin won't let go of the tight link of their hands just yet, so is he. "Surprise me." (something was bound to go right sometime today; jin/jimin) Favorite 5 Line(s) from Anywhere: - "Yes," he says after a while, when the low-hanging silence starts to make him shiver. Namjoon cocks an eyebrow in question — or maybe to challenge him, but he can't be bothered to figure that out at the moment. All that matters to him right now is this: to clear things up with Namjoon because it was never his intention to... hurt anyone, ruin the image of the coffee shop because he's being a rude barista who hits one of the shop's most valuable patrons to get back at said patron for teasing him to no end. He never wanted to make Namjoon feel as if he's just after his money — though this isn't far off, because what else should he want from a customer? Blind loyalty? Moral support? The assurance that when he wakes up tomorrow and drags his ass to work, he'll be met with the same faces in the same four walls of the shop instead of a thick sheet of emptiness and chairs turned upside-down? He can't demand for those. It makes sense to ask Namjoon to pay for things, but to ask for something less tangible than a couple of bills and coins, or a piece of plastic? Strangers don't do that. (the more you hate; namjoon/hoseok) - "That looks like a 'no'. Okay, then. Do you want to... I dunno, hold his hand? Curl up with him in bed? Pull him in for a hug when he looks too glum and grumpy and tired? Do you want to... talk to him for hours and hours even if he sounds like the type who only talks when he wants to? Do you want to make him proud by actually picking up art again and, well, joining his team? By doing more creative things? By doing what you want? Tell me, hyung: do you want to be the reason he smiles every breathing moment?" Seokjin gulps hard and sucks in a deep, shaky breath. The stew is already boiling violently and it's closer to nine in the morning now than eight and he has adult responsibilities to attend to, but his knees feel weak. His chest is heavy and his throat is dry and the only thing that registers in his mind now is yes, yes, yes." "Do you want to make him happy?" (you make my heart beat (faster); yoongi/seokjin) - "You said your roommate was kinda cute." Seokjin blinks. 'Kinda cute' doesn't quite capture the broad spectrum of Yoongi's charm, but it's the closest he can get to an actual description, for now. Yoongi isn't 100% adorable because there are times when Seokjin wants to knee him in the groin for being a smartass, but he does look really meek and shy when Seokjin presents him with food and coaxes him to stay still at the dining table, Eat your juk. It's for your own good. Or did you want me to feed you— There you go. Good boy. And, well, Yoongi has been mostly... helpful in the household? He helped install the new bidet in Seokjin's bathroom after the previous one gave out after five years of service. He's made improvements to the porch, as well, and turned it into something that resembles a work station during the summer months (and it isn't even summer). And Seokjin doesn't need to tell him to pick up after himself; Yoongi already does that, makes sure his things are contained in his room and aren't lying around. Granted, the room is an actual mess and Seokjin would sooner scrub the floors of both bathrooms thrice than stay in Yoongi's room for too long, but a little help goes a long way. Every chore lifted off of Seokjin's shoulders is a step closer to getting out of Seokjin's list of difficult people to deal with. And Yoongi isn't even that hard to deal with. (house for rent, heart for the taking; yoongi/seokjin) Scenes from Anywhere You Would Choose to Have Illustrated: - Yoongi cooking with the Eevees in 'show me all the scars you hide' - The whiskey scene in 'you make my heart beat (faster)' New year's resolutions: - FINISH ALL MY WIPS. ☆ ☆ ☆ Word Count Totals: → total finished, posted fic: 324874 words, 15 fics → longest posted fic: something was bound to go right sometime today, 91863 words → total number of words written: 376471 words → wip word count total: 206494 words → longest wip: house for rent, heart for the taking (yoongi/seokjin; currently at 75000, total, with the unposted 30000+ words) list of completed stories: someday, we might (5239 words) you make my heart beat (faster) (last 40% written in january, 41520 words) something was bound to go right sometime today (91863 words) your lips like sugar (7433 words) all we need now is the dark (5224 words) show me all the scars you hide (16493 words) you've got a look in your eyes (1197 words) i want to be close to you (1189 words) you've got me in the mood (1483 words) when you come close to me (i shiver) (487 words) return to sender (1539 words) send my love (through blurred lines) (1843 words) old dogs, new tricks (793 words) we can never meet again (as strangers who know each other so well) (2318 words) random access memory (1351 words) list of wips (not necessarily over 50%): deep in my bones (i can feel you) (1/4 chapters, 7793 words) running from the heart's responsibilities (2/6 chapters, 33873 words) the more you hate (9/17 chapters, 64886 words) house for rent, heart for the taking (4/11 chapters, 38350 words posted, 36714 words unposted) this is not what these walls are for (2.2/5 chapters, 14883 words, unposted) untitled (book 1 of prod AU; you are not alone) (1/32 scenes, 2809 words, unposted) take me somewhere far, far away (book 1 of portugal AU; take me with you) (1/3 books, 1/17 scenes, 7185 words, unposted)