year in review 2017
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honey_wheelerLast-year’s fic roundup. For reference, previous round-ups can be found here (though I haven't migrated all the old livejournal links to dreamwidth so if you're really interested in the back-back catalog, you'll either need to do some searching on AO3 or ask me for a specific link).
The Secret Garden
A Secret About A Secret.
Her hands are rougher now, her body softer and her voice warmer, but she’s still the Mary who quivered with joy when the crocus bloomed, and who bloomed for him just the same with a few soft words and some patient coaxing, who trusted him as implicitly as Soot and Captain ever did.
Mary Lennox/Dickon Sowerby. 672 words. (March 20, 2017)
Wonder Woman (2017)
Bound.
There’s a tug at her waist, and then she’s watching him twisting her lasso around both of his wrists with swift, deft movements, like he’d done once before. The tenor is different now, easier. Playful, even, like they aren’t in the midst of a war. Like they won’t be walking into death once again tomorrow.
Diana of Themiscyra/Steve Trevor. 658 words, unfinished. (June 26, 2017)
The White Princess
Communion.
Where he would be soft, she’s unyielding, where he would go slow, she wants to rush. He’s learned to get his way in that, making a game of drawing things out and teasing her into a compliance that still manages to bristle with energy.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 649 words. (originally posted on tumblr May 27, 2017)
Chapter 3 of Watch Me Burn, Watch Me Fall with thefairfleming.
He smokes like a pro, which is interesting since he doesn’t even smoke regular cigarettes. Probably thinks they “damage the instrument.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,247 words. (July 10, 2017)
In The Morning Light, Dragonriders of Pern AU.
H’nry isn’t asleep; that’s the difficult part. If he were still sleeping, she could slip from beneath his arm, disentangle her limbs from his, and steal out without any uncomfortable discussion or confrontation.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 808 words. (August 12, 2017)
If You Wish For Peace (Prepare For War).
Henry shrugs, though Lizzie can see the motion pains him slightly. “It’s little more than a scratch. You can attend to it if you wish.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,122 words, unfinished. (August 23, 2017)
(You Take My) Self Control, part of The HOA AU with thefairfleming.
It’s by far the most intimate thing they’ve done. They’ve kissed before but only barely, light, perfunctory kisses meant to seal the deal of their marriage – really, Lizzie ought to call it an alliance, like they’re some sort of old monarchs coming together out of mutual need and benefit, with love being little more than a vague, distant possibility.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 611 words. (December 29, 2017)
Tardy to the Party, part of The HOA AU with thefairfleming.
“Lizzie, my darling girl,” he says, his voice taking on that thrilling rough edge it always does when he’s turned on, “nothing with you is quick.” The kiss he gives her illustrates his point, all soft laziness and tangling tongues. Then he drops a light kiss on the tip of her nose, something that’s as irritating as it is endearing, and winks. “Well, nothing except your temper.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,202 words. (December 29, 2017)
A Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire series
Bloodlust.
All her life, the only thing that's been praised more than her gentle kindness is her beauty; it seems impossible that cold brutality could bring more fire to her blood than any sweet words or stolen caresses have ever managed.
Harrold Hardyng/Sansa Stark. 692 words. (February 20, 2017)
Like All Magnificent Things, part of once upon a time.
It seems a nice thing to Lollys, simple, though she knows it isn’t meant nicely about her.
Lollys Stokeworth. 262 words. (February 23, 2017)
The Pain of Knowing, part of once upon a time.
Her life has long been one of answers. How does one stitch a row, how should fingers play a tune, how must a lady behave? Neatly, swiftly, properly. Why must I?, because it is right, why can I not?, because it is wrong.
Septa Mordane. 276 words. (March 28, 2017)
Hunger.
He'd known things were done differently in Dorne from Oberyn's letters. He'd no idea they were this different. His mother would be aghast, but Willas has long reconciled himself to the enjoyable paradox of life with Arianne.
Arianne Martell/Willas Tyrell. 794 words. (March 28, 2017)
The Year of Living Dangerously.
Whatever madness there is left in Viserys, it seems to have softened with time, or more likely with the power that comes with the kingship he’d always believed he was owed. Or perhaps being driven to regular madness in their bedroom allows him to find sanity out of it.
Sansa Stark/Viserys Targaryen. 870 words. (May 15, 2017)
I Want Your Dreams First, part of Bedroom Hymns.
“Jon, please, you were in the Night’s Watch. Do you truly expect me to believe you’re too delicate for such things? Perhaps you even kept warm on the long cold nights in such a way yourself, who is to say!”
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 1,822 words. (May 30, 2017)
No Other Name.
What bargains he’s made with himself, Sansa doesn’t know, but it gives her permission nonetheless.
Robb Stark/Sansa Stark. 1,217 words. (June 4, 2017)
Twice As Good (As Any Other Color)"> .
In a distant way, Jeyne knew that Sansa's maidenhair would be as red as the hair on her head, but knowing that fire will be hot is different than being burned.
Jeyne Poole/Sansa Stark. 740 words. (June 4, 2017)
Gal Pals.
It’s one of the perks of sorority life.
Margaery Tyrell/Sansa Stark. 266 words. (June 4, 2017)
A Soft Place To Land.
Arianne is not a woman who is used to competing for a man’s affections, he knows, nor a woman who would seem willing to. And yet she would do so for him, a man still little more than a boy who has spent most of his life being someone who wants, rather than someone who is wanted.
Arianne Martell/Jon Snow. 758 words. (June 26, 2017)
Steel.
Margaery had come to King’s Landing to wed a King? Well, Sansa wished to see just how far she would go to win one.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell. 2,108 words. (July 20, 2017)
Many Paths.
Of all her brothers, Jon was the last she could have imagined sending her a letter practically the moment he left her. It almost takes the sting out of him leaving her in the first place.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 750 words. (July 24, 2017)
Supernova.
The Dothraki warriors at her sides held great curved blades that twitched threateningly in his direction when he’d done nothing more than take two steps forward towards her, and if the Dothraki hadn’t been able to skewer him, the dragons circling outside with their wild cries certainly could have, and yet Jon had felt a queer urge to protect her.
Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen. 1,141 words. (July 31, 2017)
Something Good, a continuation of An Unexpected Song with thefairfleming.
He’d never thought his life before to be a waste until he met Sansa and understood all that he’d missed. Now he would throw away his armor and never don it again, but for the way Sansa looks at him when he takes it off.
Dickon Tarly/Sansa Stark. 1,220 words. (August 12, 2017)
Together Alone.
He’s been gone for so many moons that Sansa has lost track and must count back through the days to be sure. His messages have been brief and infrequent; whether it’s a good sign or a bad one, Sansa is never sure. She hadn’t thought to miss him so much, the brother she’d never been close to as a girl.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 921 words. (August 17, 2017)
Give My Hands Their One True Purpose.
He wears his hair cropped short and close to his head, a style completely unlike the shaggy length favored by the men of the North. Sansa delights in touching it, in letting the pleasing bristle of it sift through her fingers. She loves to leave it mussed and untidy; it makes him look so boyishly handsome that the remnants of her young girl’s heart throbs as it once had for a boy who was entirely unworthy.
Dickon Tarly/Sansa Stark. 754 words. (August 19, 2017)
Love Is A Sacrament That Should Be Taken Kneeling, a continuation of You Came Over Me Like Some Holy Rite with thefairfleming.
“I’ll remember you here in my bed for the rest of my days,” he’d told her.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 800 words. (August 19, 2017)
Put Your Worries In My Pocket, an AU of The Threesome in the Reach AU.
It’s a day that could only happen in a dream. Perhaps that explains how she’s come to lie sprawled against Willas as he reads aloud from an increasingly risqué book of poetry, with his free hand on her breast and Jon’s hand beneath her skirt.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark/Willas Tyrell. 754 words. (originally posted on tumblr on August 19, 2017)
Secrets and Lies.
Every bit of it happens with Renly’s blessing. Sometimes, though, they pretend that it doesn’t.
Gendry Waters/Sansa Stark. 377 words. (August 20, 2017)
Wind and Water and Sky.
The Dragon Queen he’d met in Meereen hadn’t known about Shae. She hadn’t known about the whores or his father or Joffrey’s humiliations. She hadn’t even known to call him the Imp. She’d looked at him as Tyrion imagined she might look on a man she could want, and he’d fallen in love with her a bit, right on the spot.
Daenerys Targaryen/Tyrion Lannister. 528 words. (August 22, 2017)
Until the Last Star Falls.
Only Sansa remains to him of the life he’d known so long ago, and if taking her to his marital bed with Daenerys is an unorthodox way to keep her close, he can no longer find it in him to care.
Daenerys Targaryen/Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 1,042 words. (September 28, 2017)
The Steward, The Crow, His Vows, and Their Lover.
“Lord Commander Snow,” Val says. “What good are vows on a night as cold as this? Won't you keep us warm?”
Jon Snow/Satin/Val. 895 words. (September 28, 2017)
Tomorrows.
It’s raining today, a softer rain than the sort that fell in Winterfell or the Vale or even King’s Landing. Most things in Essos seem softer so far: the winds, the ground, the people. And Jon.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 800 words. (October 4, 2017)
What Is Known To Three.
It’s all Robb will allow himself, no matter that they all know he wants more. It’s easier for Jon. He’s merely Sansa’s once-brother. It’s a distinction that allows him to pretend everything is different. Robb has no such luxury; Sansa’s brother he’ll remain, no matter what goes between them. The three of them.
Jon Snow/Robb Stark/Sansa Stark. 1,145 words. (October 16, 2017)
Harp, Hoop, and Floss.
It is far from what their brother intended when he locked them in the Maidenvault to keep all from temptation, but then Baelor always had more ideas than he had wits.
Daena Targaryen/Elaena Targaryen/Rhaena Targaryen. 877 words. (December 13, 2017)
Give Me My Sin Again.
Ramsay still lives in her skin like a tick, like a disease, and the only man she trusts to help rid her of him is her own brother.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 3,444 words. (finished on December 31, 2017)
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Total: 34 fics/ficlets, 4 fandoms, and 32,222 words.
My favorite story this year (my own): I’m honestly not really sure? I don’t remember what I’ve written this year very well. It’s been a weird year.
My best story this year: See above.
Story most underappreciated by the universe, in my opinion: I hate this stupid question. Why I haven’t taken it out yet, I don’t know. And now I say this every year. This year being no exception. Just like last year. And the year before. And now another year!
Most fun story: Dickon/Sansa was a fun spiral, as was the Henry/Lizzie HOA AU.
Sexiest story: Maybe Secrets and Lies? I also like the tone of http://archiveofourown.org/works/11090034 , and the idea of Jeyne Poole being super subby for Sansa.
Hardest story to write: None of them were hard, really. I’m not here to expend effort lol.
Most unintentionally telling story: I don’t think anything particularly was?
Most "OHMIGOD HEY *I* WROTE THAT" fanon-turned-canon-moment: N/A
What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January 2014: The Secret Garden, specifically because I only just read it this year.
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? Nah.
The Secret Garden
A Secret About A Secret.
Her hands are rougher now, her body softer and her voice warmer, but she’s still the Mary who quivered with joy when the crocus bloomed, and who bloomed for him just the same with a few soft words and some patient coaxing, who trusted him as implicitly as Soot and Captain ever did.
Mary Lennox/Dickon Sowerby. 672 words. (March 20, 2017)
Wonder Woman (2017)
Bound.
There’s a tug at her waist, and then she’s watching him twisting her lasso around both of his wrists with swift, deft movements, like he’d done once before. The tenor is different now, easier. Playful, even, like they aren’t in the midst of a war. Like they won’t be walking into death once again tomorrow.
Diana of Themiscyra/Steve Trevor. 658 words, unfinished. (June 26, 2017)
The White Princess
Communion.
Where he would be soft, she’s unyielding, where he would go slow, she wants to rush. He’s learned to get his way in that, making a game of drawing things out and teasing her into a compliance that still manages to bristle with energy.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 649 words. (originally posted on tumblr May 27, 2017)
Chapter 3 of Watch Me Burn, Watch Me Fall with thefairfleming.
He smokes like a pro, which is interesting since he doesn’t even smoke regular cigarettes. Probably thinks they “damage the instrument.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,247 words. (July 10, 2017)
In The Morning Light, Dragonriders of Pern AU.
H’nry isn’t asleep; that’s the difficult part. If he were still sleeping, she could slip from beneath his arm, disentangle her limbs from his, and steal out without any uncomfortable discussion or confrontation.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 808 words. (August 12, 2017)
If You Wish For Peace (Prepare For War).
Henry shrugs, though Lizzie can see the motion pains him slightly. “It’s little more than a scratch. You can attend to it if you wish.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,122 words, unfinished. (August 23, 2017)
(You Take My) Self Control, part of The HOA AU with thefairfleming.
It’s by far the most intimate thing they’ve done. They’ve kissed before but only barely, light, perfunctory kisses meant to seal the deal of their marriage – really, Lizzie ought to call it an alliance, like they’re some sort of old monarchs coming together out of mutual need and benefit, with love being little more than a vague, distant possibility.
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 611 words. (December 29, 2017)
Tardy to the Party, part of The HOA AU with thefairfleming.
“Lizzie, my darling girl,” he says, his voice taking on that thrilling rough edge it always does when he’s turned on, “nothing with you is quick.” The kiss he gives her illustrates his point, all soft laziness and tangling tongues. Then he drops a light kiss on the tip of her nose, something that’s as irritating as it is endearing, and winks. “Well, nothing except your temper.”
Elizabeth of York/Henry VII. 1,202 words. (December 29, 2017)
A Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire series
Bloodlust.
All her life, the only thing that's been praised more than her gentle kindness is her beauty; it seems impossible that cold brutality could bring more fire to her blood than any sweet words or stolen caresses have ever managed.
Harrold Hardyng/Sansa Stark. 692 words. (February 20, 2017)
Like All Magnificent Things, part of once upon a time.
It seems a nice thing to Lollys, simple, though she knows it isn’t meant nicely about her.
Lollys Stokeworth. 262 words. (February 23, 2017)
The Pain of Knowing, part of once upon a time.
Her life has long been one of answers. How does one stitch a row, how should fingers play a tune, how must a lady behave? Neatly, swiftly, properly. Why must I?, because it is right, why can I not?, because it is wrong.
Septa Mordane. 276 words. (March 28, 2017)
Hunger.
He'd known things were done differently in Dorne from Oberyn's letters. He'd no idea they were this different. His mother would be aghast, but Willas has long reconciled himself to the enjoyable paradox of life with Arianne.
Arianne Martell/Willas Tyrell. 794 words. (March 28, 2017)
The Year of Living Dangerously.
Whatever madness there is left in Viserys, it seems to have softened with time, or more likely with the power that comes with the kingship he’d always believed he was owed. Or perhaps being driven to regular madness in their bedroom allows him to find sanity out of it.
Sansa Stark/Viserys Targaryen. 870 words. (May 15, 2017)
I Want Your Dreams First, part of Bedroom Hymns.
“Jon, please, you were in the Night’s Watch. Do you truly expect me to believe you’re too delicate for such things? Perhaps you even kept warm on the long cold nights in such a way yourself, who is to say!”
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 1,822 words. (May 30, 2017)
No Other Name.
What bargains he’s made with himself, Sansa doesn’t know, but it gives her permission nonetheless.
Robb Stark/Sansa Stark. 1,217 words. (June 4, 2017)
Twice As Good (As Any Other Color)"> .
In a distant way, Jeyne knew that Sansa's maidenhair would be as red as the hair on her head, but knowing that fire will be hot is different than being burned.
Jeyne Poole/Sansa Stark. 740 words. (June 4, 2017)
Gal Pals.
It’s one of the perks of sorority life.
Margaery Tyrell/Sansa Stark. 266 words. (June 4, 2017)
A Soft Place To Land.
Arianne is not a woman who is used to competing for a man’s affections, he knows, nor a woman who would seem willing to. And yet she would do so for him, a man still little more than a boy who has spent most of his life being someone who wants, rather than someone who is wanted.
Arianne Martell/Jon Snow. 758 words. (June 26, 2017)
Steel.
Margaery had come to King’s Landing to wed a King? Well, Sansa wished to see just how far she would go to win one.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell. 2,108 words. (July 20, 2017)
Many Paths.
Of all her brothers, Jon was the last she could have imagined sending her a letter practically the moment he left her. It almost takes the sting out of him leaving her in the first place.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 750 words. (July 24, 2017)
Supernova.
The Dothraki warriors at her sides held great curved blades that twitched threateningly in his direction when he’d done nothing more than take two steps forward towards her, and if the Dothraki hadn’t been able to skewer him, the dragons circling outside with their wild cries certainly could have, and yet Jon had felt a queer urge to protect her.
Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen. 1,141 words. (July 31, 2017)
Something Good, a continuation of An Unexpected Song with thefairfleming.
He’d never thought his life before to be a waste until he met Sansa and understood all that he’d missed. Now he would throw away his armor and never don it again, but for the way Sansa looks at him when he takes it off.
Dickon Tarly/Sansa Stark. 1,220 words. (August 12, 2017)
Together Alone.
He’s been gone for so many moons that Sansa has lost track and must count back through the days to be sure. His messages have been brief and infrequent; whether it’s a good sign or a bad one, Sansa is never sure. She hadn’t thought to miss him so much, the brother she’d never been close to as a girl.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 921 words. (August 17, 2017)
Give My Hands Their One True Purpose.
He wears his hair cropped short and close to his head, a style completely unlike the shaggy length favored by the men of the North. Sansa delights in touching it, in letting the pleasing bristle of it sift through her fingers. She loves to leave it mussed and untidy; it makes him look so boyishly handsome that the remnants of her young girl’s heart throbs as it once had for a boy who was entirely unworthy.
Dickon Tarly/Sansa Stark. 754 words. (August 19, 2017)
Love Is A Sacrament That Should Be Taken Kneeling, a continuation of You Came Over Me Like Some Holy Rite with thefairfleming.
“I’ll remember you here in my bed for the rest of my days,” he’d told her.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 800 words. (August 19, 2017)
Put Your Worries In My Pocket, an AU of The Threesome in the Reach AU.
It’s a day that could only happen in a dream. Perhaps that explains how she’s come to lie sprawled against Willas as he reads aloud from an increasingly risqué book of poetry, with his free hand on her breast and Jon’s hand beneath her skirt.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark/Willas Tyrell. 754 words. (originally posted on tumblr on August 19, 2017)
Secrets and Lies.
Every bit of it happens with Renly’s blessing. Sometimes, though, they pretend that it doesn’t.
Gendry Waters/Sansa Stark. 377 words. (August 20, 2017)
Wind and Water and Sky.
The Dragon Queen he’d met in Meereen hadn’t known about Shae. She hadn’t known about the whores or his father or Joffrey’s humiliations. She hadn’t even known to call him the Imp. She’d looked at him as Tyrion imagined she might look on a man she could want, and he’d fallen in love with her a bit, right on the spot.
Daenerys Targaryen/Tyrion Lannister. 528 words. (August 22, 2017)
Until the Last Star Falls.
Only Sansa remains to him of the life he’d known so long ago, and if taking her to his marital bed with Daenerys is an unorthodox way to keep her close, he can no longer find it in him to care.
Daenerys Targaryen/Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 1,042 words. (September 28, 2017)
The Steward, The Crow, His Vows, and Their Lover.
“Lord Commander Snow,” Val says. “What good are vows on a night as cold as this? Won't you keep us warm?”
Jon Snow/Satin/Val. 895 words. (September 28, 2017)
Tomorrows.
It’s raining today, a softer rain than the sort that fell in Winterfell or the Vale or even King’s Landing. Most things in Essos seem softer so far: the winds, the ground, the people. And Jon.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 800 words. (October 4, 2017)
What Is Known To Three.
It’s all Robb will allow himself, no matter that they all know he wants more. It’s easier for Jon. He’s merely Sansa’s once-brother. It’s a distinction that allows him to pretend everything is different. Robb has no such luxury; Sansa’s brother he’ll remain, no matter what goes between them. The three of them.
Jon Snow/Robb Stark/Sansa Stark. 1,145 words. (October 16, 2017)
Harp, Hoop, and Floss.
It is far from what their brother intended when he locked them in the Maidenvault to keep all from temptation, but then Baelor always had more ideas than he had wits.
Daena Targaryen/Elaena Targaryen/Rhaena Targaryen. 877 words. (December 13, 2017)
Give Me My Sin Again.
Ramsay still lives in her skin like a tick, like a disease, and the only man she trusts to help rid her of him is her own brother.
Jon Snow/Sansa Stark. 3,444 words. (finished on December 31, 2017)
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Total: 34 fics/ficlets, 4 fandoms, and 32,222 words.
My favorite story this year (my own): I’m honestly not really sure? I don’t remember what I’ve written this year very well. It’s been a weird year.
My best story this year: See above.
Story most underappreciated by the universe, in my opinion: I hate this stupid question. Why I haven’t taken it out yet, I don’t know. And now I say this every year. This year being no exception. Just like last year. And the year before. And now another year!
Most fun story: Dickon/Sansa was a fun spiral, as was the Henry/Lizzie HOA AU.
Sexiest story: Maybe Secrets and Lies? I also like the tone of http://archiveofourown.org/works/11090034 , and the idea of Jeyne Poole being super subby for Sansa.
Hardest story to write: None of them were hard, really. I’m not here to expend effort lol.
Most unintentionally telling story: I don’t think anything particularly was?
Most "OHMIGOD HEY *I* WROTE THAT" fanon-turned-canon-moment: N/A
What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January 2014: The Secret Garden, specifically because I only just read it this year.
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? Nah.
