International Fanworks Day 2019 has come to an end. We are absolutely thrilled with the response and celebrations we have witnessed on this fifth anniversary of IFD! Here’s a look at how it all went down:

Fanlore sent out their second annual week-long editing challenge. If you missed it, don't worry--the folks over at Fanlore can always use more hands from those fans who wish to add to the collective pool of knowledge in the fandom wiki.

The OTW’s call for submissions to the topic "What Fanworks Mean to Me" produced some very heartening responses. Check out the What Fanworks Mean to Me post to see more, and keep the ball rolling by mentioning #WhatFanworksMeanToMe on social media.

IFDrabble was a success! There are over 100 submissions under the International Fanworks Day 2019 tag on AO3. If you’re looking for some quick and hilarious fanworks, then go check out how different fans have interpreted the prompt "characters and/or celebrities discover new fandoms."

A huge thank you to everyone who has commented and posted recommendations as a part of Feedback Fest. As of the time of this writing, there are over 300 comments recommending and discussing people's favourite fanworks. If you haven’t done so yet, go visit the comments on the Feedback Fest post for recommendations to your favourite fandoms--and maybe some new ones, too!

The games and fan chat was more popular than ever! We had OTW volunteers moderating for this 29-hour party where fans joined to participate in the games. Below are excerpts from the Lyrics Round Robin and Poetry Round Robin games. Fans brought some incredible enthusiasm and creativity to the table, and shoutout to the guest MiraculousReader for being a powerhouse of ad lib song lyrics and poetry!

Lyrics Round Robin:

To the tune of “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers

Coming out of my page

and I’ve been attacked by fans

gotta write it down

because fans read it all

fic started out with a kiss

how did i get to this?

it was only a ship, only a ship

now I'm falling asleep

at the keyboard again

while the fans rage on

and im taking a nap

now my characters are all dead

and my beta is sick

all ideas in my head

but i cant write it down

Now, the ship has gone angst

now, let it sink

To the tune of “Seven Nation Army” by The White Stripes

It’s keeping me awake

I can’t eat sleep or drink

I gotta read about it

Every single author's got a story to tell

Fandoms from the popular

to the obscure

But I can’t stop thinking about it

no matter how hard I try

It’s the only thing keeping me alive, fanfic sites are my home

I'm gonna switch it off,

or maybe just another line or two

Far from wattpad evermore

Or maybe five fics more

And I’m reading, and I'm reading, and I’m reading

Now my eyes are sore

All the words are gonna fill me up

Kudos and comments evermore

To the tune of “Summer of ‘69” by Bryan Adams

I saw my first real fanvid

It was for a small fandom

Left a comment on it, 'god i love this video!'

I watched until I flooded with tears

It was the summer of 2018

Me and some friends from tumblr

had a fandom and we blogged real hard

One left for Instagram, One left for deviantart

my ship sank, my head-cannon got blasted

Oh when i remember our OTPs

Those ships seemed to last forever

They seemed so strong together

And if i was the writer

The ship would've become canon

To the tune of “My Immortal,” by Evanescence

This ink won't seem to flow

this block is just too real

there's so much backspace cannot erase

when I cried, the keyboard collected all my tears

characters scream and fight through all their fears

and I wrote this fic through all of these years

author still has all of me

Poetry Round Robin:

Haiku

Winged fire creature,

That is burning down Laketown,

Cumberbatch, so hot.

Limerick

When a writer and symbiote meet,

The readers are in for a treat,

He'll whip out his tongue,

Keep an eye on your young,

For he might think them so sweet.

Haiku

A boy with no quirk

still wants to be a hero

but already is

Sonnet

When Thanos snapped his finger you were gone.

I did not know what to do without you,

I never got to hear your final song.

I have been in love with you all along.

Tell me how did I end up with this life?

Tell me how to say goodbye to you now,

I had the best time with you in the past.

The sun is now setting and I'm alone,

I'd do anything I could to fix this.

My heart is broken without you here now,

I can't function without you by my side.

Only memories keep our hearts alive,

in this empty world I scream for the lost,

Yet I still hope to see you come morning.

Limerick

A paladin whose name was Keith

had kept his sword in a sheath

His lion was red

he fought till he bled

then knocked out all of his teeth

Ghazal

A three-patch problem arrives at his door,

Uninviting, painted black, an old wooden door.

Difficulties posing as opportunities knock on the door,

Hiding his genius the quaint little door.

Sherlock smiles, the game's afoot,

Prowling mysteries afoot.

the culprit is found at home,

red stained hands at home,

Mrs. Hudson beckons home

two chairs and hot tea at home