solrosan

Not all that long ago I wrote one of those bitter posts about hits and kudos and comments (you know the type) and because of that I just want to say that I'm having the complete opposite feeling right now.

In the last five days I've posted three fics (I've only written one during this time, the other were just waiting for a last read-over and a title). I can't tell you how many times I've checked my AO3 dash during this time, but I can tell you that I've been happy (almost giddy) every time I did. There has been 0 influx in the numbers of hits, kudos or comments I receive, but damn it if I'm not just so satisfied and content with things as they are right now.

This isn't because I'm somehow better at not comparing myself with others right now or whatever. (Because I'm an idiot and recently did just this...) This is just... how it is! This has been a good few days in fandom for me, and I thought I should write that down so that I'll remember it when I reach another down.

Also, just because I can, here are my three first fics of 2020!

bombs and pets and the things in between (Kingsman, James Bond (Craig movies), Eggsy/Q, Teen and up)
The first time they meet is ordinary. As is the second, the third, the fourth… Actually, so are most of them. Most of the times they meet are ordinary even if so many other things in their lives are not. Except it isn’t ordinary, because it’s them.

The Civilian Who Loves Me (Kingsman, Eggsy/Jamal, Teen and up)
It's not easy living with a civilian, ask Eggsy. He knows all too well how it feels having to go home to a partner time and time again and try to come up with new believable, reasons why a tailor has to leave the country on two hours notice. Luckily, Merlin knows it's not a walk in the park to live with a Kingsman agent either, and he has ideas on how to help out.

Love Leaves a Memory (Black Sails, James/Thomas(/Miranda), Teen and up)
James' first night at the plantation, Thomas asks about Miranda. It takes months for James to tell him everything.

Summary:
The worst phone call 'Anthea' ever had to make.

Or:

The story of who Irene had photos of and the explanation of why 'Anthea' isn't in series 2.

Notes: This fic has not been in my WIP folder since series 2. Not. At. All.

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Summary: Lestrade drops Mycroft off at home after the events of The Final Problem.

Notes: So this is the first fic I post on DW. Exciting! It's the second part of a series I just named Aftershock. The first part can be found here.

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Summary: It's the first night after Sherlock short exile, and John has trouble sleeping.

Notes: Spoilers for The Abominable Bride. Talk of suicidal tendencies and drug use. Happy reading!

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Summary: Mr Holmes loves his sons. He might not understand them, but he loves them.

Notes: I wrote this ages ago, at work, but for some reason I never posted it.

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Summary: A crime scene involving a dead anorexic woman hits close to home for John and Sherlock, leading John to discover a disturbing pattern and Sherlock to face his eating disorder in new light.

Notes: This is part of the Eating us Alive verse and will make more sense if you have read at least Eating us Alive and Eating us Alive, again, first. The raw first draft of this story was written around the time I finished posting Eating us Alive, again. At that time, its sole purpouse was to entertain a friend. It was never my intention to create actual plot and make it public, but with the help and inspiration of willowmeg that happened anyway. I’m so grateful for the support throughout this, thank you.

I apoligise in advance for the severe hand waving I’ve occasionally done when it comes to medicine and to criminal law.

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Summary: A crime scene involving a dead anorexic woman hits close to home for John and Sherlock, leading John to discover a disturbing pattern and Sherlock to face his eating disorder in new light.

Notes: This is part of the Eating us Alive verse and will make more sense if you have read at least Eating us Alive and Eating us Alive, again, first. The raw first draft of this story was written around the time I finished posting Eating us Alive, again. At that time, its sole purpouse was to entertain a friend. It was never my intention to create actual plot and make it public, but with the help and inspiration of willowmeg that happened anyway. I’m so grateful for the support throughout this, thank you.

I apoligise in advance for the severe hand waving I’ve occasionally done when it comes to medicine and to criminal law.

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Summary: A crime scene involving a dead anorexic woman hits close to home for John and Sherlock, leading John to discover a disturbing pattern and Sherlock to face his eating disorder in new light.

Notes: This is part of the Eating us Alive verse and will make more sense if you have read at least Eating us Alive and Eating us Alive, again, first. The raw first draft of this story was written around the time I finished posting Eating us Alive, again. At that time, its sole purpouse was to entertain a friend. It was never my intention to create actual plot and make it public, but with the help and inspiration of willowmeg that happened anyway. I’m so grateful for the support throughout this, thank you.

I apoligise in advance for the severe hand waving I’ve occasionally done when it comes to medicine and to criminal law.

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Notes: This will be the last part of the All mobile phones should be turned off for the duration of the flight series, I apologise for it taking me this long to bring around the end of the it.

Thank you all for jumping on this ship with me, I honestly never thought anyone else could see it. You are all wonderful! And a bigger Thank You than usual to zedille for her work on this one!

Summary: This was the last thing Anthea thought would happen when she spilled her Gin & Tonic on a pilot in Frankfurt two years ago.

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Summary: A crime scene involving a dead anorexic woman hits close to home for John and Sherlock, leading John to discover a disturbing pattern and Sherlock to face his eating disorder in new light.

Note: This is part of the Eating us Alive verse. The raw first draft of this story was written around the time I finished posting Eating us Alive again. At that time, its sole purpouse was to entertain a friend. It was never my intention to create actual plot and make it public, but with the help and inspiration of willowmeg that happened anyway. I’m so grateful for the support throughout this, thank you.

I apoligise in advance for the severe hand waving I’ve occasionally done when it comes to medicine and to criminal law.

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