#I love answering asks. i love ao3. i love writing. RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[lambfromfield]

1, 3, 12, 17, 28, 29 for da ao3 wrapped. answer my questions boy

a la this post!

How many words have you written this year?

for things i've posted on ao3, i've written 23,141 words! as we know though, i have written much more than this. i'm not counting shit in my docs cause this is not google docs wrapped WE KNOW WE KNOW

What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

i'm really really proud of Dinner, and Other Small Joys. even though i'm not as much of a pjsekai girlie as i was at the beginning of this year, i still think that fic is really nice. i think that the throughlines of kanade's dad and her anxiety carry really well :3

How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

well. in total, across all fandoms, i have 17 "in progress" wips, meaning i've written more than like two sentences for it. i've got a lot more ideas (23 total) and some that are in a brainstorming stage (11 total). but in terms of wips i really wanna finish, or ones i might publish, i've got about 7 on the roster!

Your favorite character to write this year?

kanadeee <3 i'm not really even sure why like logistically i should've preferred astrid more since i wrote her more? but i really liked writing kanade idk </3 i think she just ticks my brain right because she's a bit like me when i was younger and she has a great developing friend group. ONLINE FRIEND GROUP MOSTLY! LIKE I DID!!!

Favorite work you wrote this year?

not to be redundant but Dinner, and Other Small Joys lol

Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

ill find one from each fic just for funsies :D ordered oldest fic to newest

let's not spill the truth, it's easier being alone: [The knife] gleams tangerine in the firelight for a moment before losing its intense glare and piercing the flesh of the mammal below.

find my rosemary hill: All the disappointment she’d been avoiding—because surely her luck wouldn’t have changed so rapidly, after all of her ups and downs so far—fell abruptly onto her like a collapsed roof, burying her under the rubble.

Dinner, and Other Small Joys: She has no father to visit the local stores with; she and her mother cannot learn to sew or knit together; there are no little siblings who run wild around her house, who need enrichment and encouragement from an older sister who only ever sits quietly alone in her room.

tired of these unchanging days: Everything moves in a simultaneous blur; the gray mixes with the flashing reds and creates an ugly, sickening brown, and the floor below turns to slush.

we're starting over and i love you, darling: Martin doesn’t react, just sits like a chiseled slab of stone or marble, and Jon gets the distinct impression that he’s chipped away at his perfection with a jagged, rusty knife—scraped the shine off because he couldn’t see in its wake.

:3

#thank for the ask! #I love answering asks. i love ao3. i love writing. RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #also notably ive written entirely female POV up until literally october lmao #that ive posted* #YIPPEEE!! data and things!!!! #also i do lowkey plan to post something before the year is over but tbh i dunno if itll happen #LIKE #its on the roster. but i dont know if itll really get done #i dont wanna post something just 2 post it. i want it to be good #the thing im planning is currently 'in progress' but well see if it works out #anyways. #:3 #silly disease #THANKS FOR DA ASK AGAIN ANNCO LOVE U