Rules: list and link the top ten fan fiction/series you've written that you are most proud of
1. Looking for Orion: The Red, White and Royal Blue x Star Trek: The Next Generation crossover no one asked for!
2. Biscuit Land: "Bake Off makes Chopped look like the fucking Manson tapes" - Casey McQuiston Bake Off AU!
3. beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh [fic & podfic]
Alex Claremont-Diaz meets Prince Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor at the 2016 Rio Olympics after the Men’s Diving Final. Alex is thrilled and Henry is amazed. Why is this meeting so different? It’s a diving AU!
4. Still you're the sweetest sweetheart I've ever had:
"How drunk were you last night?"
"Well, I still have my pants on, so, not that drunk,"
"Those aren't your pants,"
Alex is the animal shelter worker that Henry meets on his search for a new furry friend.
5. Model Behavior: Alex is a model & activist and he connects with Prince Henry at a fundraising weekend that Pez is hosting. It's a comedy of errors as sparks fly and they knock over the dessert table on national television. They're forced to make nice by their sisters and PR teams.
6. Say My Name: A bathroom stall at a gay bar
7. The Rotation: Alex doesn't storm the castle after Henry ghosts him. He joins Rafael Luna's reelection campaign in Denver. He makes new friends, has several regular sexual partners as well as his ho phase and builds a life. He finds a romantic in him has been unlocked and compartmentalizes that part of him into an email account for himself.
When I reread this, I was so impressed with the poetry I wrote! I wrote that? Oh damn!
8. All, All Mine, Beloved: Alex lives in New York and works as a lawyer fighting for the rights and safety of omegas. When he turns 25, he's told that he has inherited a title and land in England from an obscure uncle on his mom's side.
Alex Claremont-Diaz, Duke of Wessex, now has to navigate his new titles, the English peerage and being a rare male omega.
Prince Henry wants to warn Alex about the Crown's intentions for the newest duke but it ends up going sideways for the Alpha.
9. Sounds Gay! I’m in! Bar Trivia and Pez antics!
10. Crystal Heart: Alex loves the Harvest celebration he throws for his village every autumn.
He cannot believe that this trickster Faerie is using a terrible glamor to attend the festival after giving Alex and the village trouble lately.
A case of mistaken identity and some ethereal magic force Alex to go on a journey with his nemesis and long-time crush, Henry.
To save his village, he and his chosen family journey to gather the magic to break the spell.
Alex can hear the singing of the powerful crystals but will he hear the singing of his heart in time?
Fun going through my fics and remembering what I like about them. Also gives me ideas for stories I'm a little stuck on!
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Rules: list and link the top ten fanfictions/series you’ve written that you are most proud of x
Following the trend of listing these oldest to newest (by publish date). Also, pleased to confirm that I seem to be capable of writing only character studies, crack fic, or both simultaneously.
Mirage (Doctor Who, 1k, G, 2013)
A woman is haunted by eleven men - or is it one man? I love the structure of this short story. It’s not non-linear in the traditional sense, but in a way it is.
The Soloist (Sherlock, 2k, T, 2013)
Sherlock, music, and synesthesia, a journey to finding himself and his people. Still proud of the final few lines of this.
The Hollow Men / The Waste Land (Dishonored, 28k, M, 2017)
Corvo and Daud in the aftermath of the main game. Featuring mute Corvo and, eventually, Royal Spymaster Daud. Kind of cheating but these two fics are very much a duology. Really developed my writing ‘voice’ with these and finally finished a long fic!
Forces Beyond Our Control (The Mandalorian, 39k, M, 2020)
Din searches for the child’s kind, and finds something else entirely. Felt the pacing and storytelling was strong in this one. Also proud to be the originator of the ✨Force Sensitive Din Djarin✨ tag on AO3.
It’s All Fun and Games (The Mandalorian, 7k, T, 2020)
Din Djarin hadn’t meant to become obsessed with trashy holoshow, but in his defence it had been a really long, really bad day. Din vs space Discord, a very silly story with a big heart.
The Fortunate Few (Star Wars: The Clone Wars, 73k, T, 2021)
The rumours, when they started, were quiet, tentative. Do not be afraid, they said. The Relief Corps will find you. The Relief Corps will save you.
After the final series of the Clone Wars emotionally destroyed me, I decided to write a fix-it based on the silliest premise I could think of (defeating Palpatine via paperwork). Somehow it grew into a serious, novel-length fix-it AU based primarily on OCs. I remain proud of this one for a lot of reasons, and especially that it was well received by people cautious of OC-centred stories.
in art, the sublime (The Man From Uncle, 6k, T, 2022)
In which Napoleon Solo battles kleptomania with art. My first true non-linear story, proud of the writing style and character study in this one.
To Get One’s Goat (The Man From Uncle, 500 words, G, 2022)
Sweden, 1966. New Year’s Eve. A flamethrower. An annual straw goat burning tradition is accidentally started. Is it utter nonsense? Yes. Does it still make me smile upon reread? Also yes.
To Walk The Way (The Mandalorian, 36k, T, 2023)
Din Djarin hates the darksaber. The feeling is mutual. Yet another foray into my favourite thing - writing Din Djarin as force sensitive but utterly oblivious. Loved how this explored Din’s character, his growth, and how he impacts those around him.
Liminal States (The Man From Uncle, 4k, T, 2025)
Finally free from his CIA contract, Napoleon Solo goes home. Cheeky plug for a fic for the 10 Years Anniversary event. Really proud of how philosophical and deep diving into character this goes.
As always, huge thanks and love to everyone who reads my stories and especially big thanks to those who leave kudos and comments (aka writer fuel) ❤️
Tagging: @azertyrobaz @hhike @cacodaemonia @coffeequill and an open tag for anyone else who fancies it!
thank you so much for the tags my lovely friends <3 @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie
Rules: Post your favourite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too.
this is going to be interesting because I have to be nice to myself and proud of my work lol let's goooo (all of these are firstprince because i'm vanilla)
1. Gorgeous. Another short little dude in my T Swift series, inspired by the song. This is the first line, and I've always loved it:
They are in a small bar in Paris, drunk on French 75s and the nearness of each other, staring at the Eiffel Tower when Alex starts making fun of him.
2. i wanna touch your body (so fucking electric). my beloved first smut fic!! so proud of how this one turned out actually. here's my favorite bit of the boys sexting each other
Later that night, when Henry is safely sequestered in his rooms and able to do what he likes, he opens his text thread with Alex and sends a barb of his own.
Thinking about the way your dick looks when it’s curved against your belly. You’re so fucking pretty.
Alex’s phone goes off, and he looks away from the skillet that he’s cooking chicken in to check. He reads Henry’s text and his cheeks flame, a bolt of lightning heads straight to his groin, and his dick stirs.
Pretty?
Yes. You have a pretty cock, Alex. Sue me.
Alex moans, and he can’t think of what to say because his mind is flushed with want and need. Luckily, Henry seems to know this and follows up.
I want your pretty cock in my pretty mouth so I can hear you beg.
Alex’s dick is painfully hard, and he’s grateful for just a moment, in his haze of arousal, that he’d swapped his characteristically tight jeans for sweatpants when he’d gotten home. He manages to tap out a response before he starts taking care of himself.
I’d be begging so loud that we’d rattle the ghosts of all those dead gay kings in that castle. I’d peel the wallpaper with my screams for you, baby.
Alex finishes coming as soon as the smoke alarm in the kitchen goes off. He’s burned the chicken.
3. i could've danced all night. henry tutu fic!! this fic is so filthy, and i love this bit
“You…your dick is, uh, ahhhh, cock, and…” is all Alex manages to spit out before throwing his head back and abandoning all pretense of sexy talk. He can’t focus on anything but the feeling of Henry’s giant hands on him ( seriously , is anything about this man tiny?) and how close he is to coming.
“My ‘dick is cock’, eh? That’s eloquent. Pure poetry, love,” Henry says with a low, throaty laugh, feeling himself going even harder than he already had been. Alex cock drunk is his favorite thing; the idea that he can fuck Alex stupid does something to him. He strokes even faster, shutting Alex up before he can even attempt some kind of comeback.
4. only bought this dress so you could take it off. alex in a little black dress and red bottoms! utter filth. here's my favorite part.
Alex knows what’s coming soon, who’s coming soon, and the thought brings a grin to his face. “Look at you, so out of your mind that you’re reduced to fucking a carpet because you just can’t get enough. It hurts, doesn’t it, you little slut? It hurts but it feels good, it feels so good , doesn’t it?” He punctuates each ‘good’ with a dig of the heels, and then Henry screams, fucking screams like his spirit is being wrenched from his body.
He waits until Henry’s finished—he can tell by the way he is just lying there, spent, his body heaving and out of breath—and then he steps off. The vague part of Alex that is still himself underneath the fog of arousal that’s clouded his head wants to pull Henry up, clean him off, make sure he’s okay. That part, however, is locked in the recesses of his brain, and he wants to keep going because it’s his turn now, and by the look Henry gives him when he sits up, he knows that, too.
“Come here.” Alex snaps his fingers again, and Henry starts to rise to his feet. “Did I say to stand up? I said to come here. ” Henry stops, looks up at Alex like he is confused, but he isn’t, and Alex knows it. He drops to his knees and crawls forward, his knees pushing through the mess he’s made without even thinking, moves forward until he is right in front of Alex.
5. turn the desert to glass (you would be the one). henry's tummy fic, the fic I am most proud of. i worked so hard on it!! here's two of my favorite parts bc i can't pick just one
After a few moments, Alex rests one hand on the lower part of Henry’s belly, where he’s the softest, and leans over to grab another spoonful of mousse. “You look like the most pampered, spoiled, overfed little prince right now,” he says in a low voice as the bite of rich dessert disappears down Henry’s pretty throat.
and
A tiny sound squeaks past Henry’s lips, a sound he can’t control but knows will drive Alex mad, a sound that means more . Alex slips a finger inside of him, and another, opens him up like he is a book he’s been dying to read, and Henry bares down shamelessly, his own hand twisted in the sheets at his side.
6. Your Lipstick, His Collar. my multi chap emo early 2000s college au being co-written with my bestie! this fic is so. much. fun. and here's a bit I love from one of my chapters:
“Here, you dropped this.” Alex’s iPod, suddenly pinker than anything in the world had a real right to be, is being handed to him. Alex looks up finally and his stomach does a flip as Henry’s eyes, as blue as any ocean he’s ever seen, lock with his. Now that he’s up close, he can see the remnants of yesterday’s eyeliner still smudged around Henry’s eyes, and he wants to know why and how and when and where he’s worn it. He wants to sit next to him and watch him put it on. He wants to watch Henry squeeze into those jeans that are really too tight to be allowed, really too tight to be anything more than a major tease, and he wants to…oh, he has to stop thinking right fucking now because things are going to get even more awkward if he doesn’t.
“Thanks,” Alex says quietly, trying to not think about the feeling of Henry’s fingers against his as he takes the iPod. They’re soft and gentle, and all he can imagine is the delicate way they must hold an eyeliner pencil.
“I like that song,” Henry says, and Alex can’t handle the way the words come out of his mouth, the way they fall from his lips in the lightest, most dignified accent, like the gentle flapping of a bird’s wing.
“What?” Alex blurts stupidly, the word falling from his lips with a thud and rolling down the sidewalk like a giant turd. Christ, he’s an idiot.
7. take me out, and take me home. my newest, my lil baby!
Alex tells him the things he’s never told anyone, and Henry places a hand on his knee while he talks. He is quiet and still and holds Alex’s words with so much reverence and care. In return, Henry tells him the things he’s most afraid of, the things that have hurt him the most. He stares Alex in the eyes and gives him pieces of himself that he has never given to anyone.
@allons-ytohogwarts says: “I wrote this around Christmas time because I was in a cheesy mood. It’s not the best fic written or thought of but I really like that I was able to write from a different POV of characters that others might forget about. Plus it was sort of my silly favorite (WIPS) not included. “
fanfic writer wednesday: tell me about a fic you’re proud of
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A Million Holes Poked In The Soul - Part 2 (Broadchurch) by @nannyogg123
It chronicles how the infamous Sandbrook case ripped Alec Hardy's life apart. It's the longest story I wrote, full of heartbreak and melodrama. It's visceral, it's wordy, and by no means perfect, but it's something I am extremely proud off that I finished it and that it has touched some people out there. [Also, it does come with a complementary virtual tissue box, a snuggle blanket, and a comforting beverage of your choice ;)]
Through Time and Space: Season 1 (tumblr) (Nine x Rose) by @goingtothetardis
I wrote a little something from every episode of season 1, and while sometimes I'm sure I picked popular moments to capture, I really tried to think of different ways to show introspective moments or interactions/missing scenes with other characters. It's the first part of a long project I have planned, and I'm pretty proud of it so far. :)
The Fortree Cafe (Pokemon I think?) by @its-cullenminating
I love it a lot because of the pairing and how fun is it to write. The situations and places play in my mind like a movie, and it’s turning out exactly how I want it to.
fanfic writer wednesday: tell me about a fic you’re proud of
Some weeks ago, on fanfic writer wednesday, I received an anonymous message from a writer who felt ignored. I’ve been wondering ever since how I could help the people whose fics don’t get as much recognition as others (bearing in mind that the success of a fic is highly subjective). So here’s my idea and it’s opened to everyone feeling ignored or not:
Send me the title of one fic you wrote + a line or two about why you’re proud of it
I’ll make masterlist of all those received and post it on fanfic writer wednesday (this one and/or the next depending on the amount of messages I receive)
There are many reasons to be proud of a fic, whether it’s the first one you wrote or the longest, maybe the subject matter is important to you, or you think it’s your best writing, all reasons are equally important.
