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andromede-ayne · 2 years

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ughhh no one understands elmax like i do it's about El slowly getting used to having autonomy and Max teaching her how to be independent it's about El being the first person max can relate to and rely on it's about them being the only girls in the party and being best friends and bonding over the ridiculous things their friends get up to it's about the sleepovers where they can just laugh and be themselves and all the other problems seem to melt away it's about confiding in eachother and knowing they can be themselves around eachother and it's about them both feeling so distant and alienated from what society deems as normal but as long as they have eachother it doesn't matter because they both know that they have the other's acceptance no matter how dark their past or how different they are from society WHY DOES NO ONE UNDERSTAND THIS. it's collapsing from giggling and you can't even remember what the joke was because you're laughing so hard, it's painting your nails and suddenly realizing how much she means, it's looking at the other and knowing confidently you would always stand in harm's way for her and AAAAAA

#elmax #i am feeling a way about them #like. there's just SO much care there #but ao3 DOESN'T GET IT #because it's always like. enemies to lovers or some cookie cutter indie coming of age romance #BUT THAT'S NOT IT #NEITHER of these girls have had anything CLOSE to a healthy childhood #so they're not just gonna have a typical teenage romance #they are two best friends lost in the ocean clinging to eachother for dear life #they are eachother's lifeline #and then suddenly one of them looks at the other in the middle of a laughing fit #and the love is so profound it hits them like a brick #it's not them nervously asking eachother put on a date to a restaurant #it's not planned or neat #they just realize all of a sudden and barely anything changes because they were already so important to eachother #ughhh I can't get the right words out tonight to describe how I feel about them. but just know that I am right about them always

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shichidikai · 2 months

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had a dream where i logged in to ao3 and saw this

so i'm manifesting it for every author who sees this

likes charge reblogs cast, rb to wish kudos and comments upon your favorite fics

#writing #fanfiction #ao3 #every writer reblogging this with their hopes in the tags i sincerely hope you get so many wonderful comments and likes #and even if you don't please remember that your writing is wonderful!! lack of interaction can be discouraging #but it doesn't mean that what you created has any less worth!

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tinynerdycthulu · 4 months

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tbh i dunno why so many sj apologists are anti-yqy. because like????? he is your mascot. he was the originator. the head honcho of excusing sj's levels of unmitigated villainy. look into my eyes and tell me that qi ge wouldn't blush and kick his feet if he saw xiao jiu commit murder. actually we don't NEED to imagine bc jiumei did just that and yue qi just grabbed his hand and ran, no thoughts head empty. arson? child abuse?? yue qi doesn't care. whatever makes xiao jiu happy <3

#qijiu #shen jiu #og!shen qingqiu #yue qingyuan #inspired by pro-sj anti-yqy fics on ao3 where yqy is just...so OOC #stop bullying yqy agenda 2024 #mtxt hates him enough he doesnt get a happy ending in pidw or svsss #bc living the rest of your live believing that the person most important to you and whom you love most is happy without you is #EXTREMELY tragic on its own but i think yqy could at least find satisfaction knowing his xiao jiu is happy #but he's not. it's an imposter and he'll never know #anyway yeah!!! sj might bite but yqy doesn't care because xiao jiu is xiao jiu.#svsss #mtxt

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wren-of-the-woods · 2 months

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I've been seeing a lot of posts lately talking about how no one comments/reblogs/replies/etc anymore, and, as someone who comments regularly on a lot of fanworks, it sometimes makes me wonder if my efforts are worth anything. Then I remember how much happiness I get from comments on my own work/posts and how much the community of fandom can matter, and I remember the power that can be found in spreading joy instead of disappointment.

So -- to everyone who comments on fanfiction: thank you. You make the writing process worthwhile and so very rewarding. You make people happy every day.

To all the people who reblog art and gifsets and meta and anything else with enthusiastic tags: thank you. You make people smile and promote interesting conversations and make being on Tumblr so much more fun.

To anyone who sends people asks about their works, whether it's unprompted or part of an ask game: thank you. You give people reasons to talk about things they love and feel like a part of a community.

To the people who makes reclists: thank you. You give us more to read while showing the author how much their work is loved and appreciated, benefitting so many people.

To everyone who organizes events and groups and blogs and dedicated to fandom: thank you. You build community and love and excitement so effectively and it's wonderful.

To all the authors and artists who respond to comments and build community: thank you. You make people smile with your work and then again with your response.

To everyone who contributes to fandom and community in all the other beautiful, varied ways that I can't even begin to list: thank you. You are why we're here.

And, finally, to every writer, visual artist, gifmaker, cosplayer, maker of edits, writer of meta, or creator of art in any other form: thank you. Your work is wonderful and you make fandom what it is, regardless of who sees your art or how much response you recieve.

Keep going, everyone. You are a part of something beautiful.

#wren talks #fandom #writing #fanfiction #ao3 #tumblr #writerblr #i get tired of seeing posts like 'things used to be so much better and no one comments anymore'#or 'no one reblogs things on this site these days'#it's such an oversimplification #like. of course people reblog! i reblog!! i am people! so are my mutuals and they also reblog!#LESS interaction doesn't mean NO interaction and saying it does erases the efforts of people who do interact #also this can vary SO much depending on your fandom and ship and how long you've been around and so many other factors #like the commenting culture in the silm fandom is incredibly different from that in the witcher fandom #star trek is closer to witcher but there're a few major differenes #can't speak for other fandoms but i'm sure there are other significant differences #and they also change over time #anyway all this to say that i think encouraging people works way better than complaining #and at its core fandom is an exchange of love #that should be based in positivity #but this got long whoops #hopefully it's vaguely coherent #ok tag rant over now lol

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grosslyoversimplifiedpolitics · 7 months

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[ID: doesn't realize how shitty his actions are and gets bitchslapped by consequences.]

#ao3 #ao3 tags #doesn't realize how shitty his actions are and gets bitchslapped by consequences.

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queen-of-obsessing · 1 year

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I remember seeing a post somewhere where someone was criticizing not being able to find their ships on AO3, because Merlin/Arthur was always the top ship in the fics. People were getting pretty mad about it, and I know what it’s like to be in a fandom where you don’t care about the dominant ship, so I thought I would share a little tip I saw on the feeds that people may or may not know about.

On Ao3, there is a way to filter the number one ship in a fic, to only find your own!

If you use it on desktop, you can put “otp:true” in the Any Field section of Work Search,

along with your ship of choice, and the results will filter out any fic where YOUR ship isn’t first in the tags! It’s helped me out a lot, so I hope it will help somebody else ! :)

#ao3 tip #gwencelot #mergwaine #morgwen #mercelot #anti merthur #<- so it gets to people who need it #just a friendly gesture from someone who doesn't want ships to divide us #not if there's a peaceful way to go about it

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thetopichot · 5 months

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Auron is the A03 writer that posts the most toe curling, jaw dropping, butt clenching, eye squinting, hand squeezing fanfic known to man while trying to survive the horrors at the same time & leaves a note on his fanfic saying something like:

"I'm sorry for not posting. I was busy selling drugs, killed a guy, & the time wizard might fuck me over but I hope you enjoy this new chapter."

#the cat speaks #yuurivoice #yuurivoice auron #auron yuurivoice #a03 writer #ao3 writer #a03 fanfic #ao3 fanfic #shitpost #genuinely how #that man is going throught it #this is why middle ground exists #so that man can at least one win that doesn't involve with crime or magic bullshit #fuck you hes getting loved & cared for #taking him out of bad situations & putting him into a loving polyamorus relationship

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maxverstappentv · 6 months

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outside of the obvious issues with fanfiction breaching containment, do people not feel shame and embarrassment these days?😭 like when i was younger and in other fandoms, i was mortified by the thought of my friends finding out what my interests were or that i read fanfics like there was no way i'd be shoving it in the faces of the actual people being wrote about

#tbd maybe idk #re: the ao3 comment on that rbr tiktok vid btw #this probably doesn't even make sense but still #this is why u get a close circle of friends with the same interests so u can keep it in a gc rather than saying it everywhere LMAO

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lonicera-edulis · 6 months

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If the Hobbit characters were in the trek universe, what field/job do you think Bilbo would have in Star Fleet?

Also have you read "like warriors from the scientific sagas" on ao3?

Well, he is an adventurer, so maybe him being in Starfleet would work. And he is a writer and linguist 🤔 Maybe he could be like Uhura, a communications officer? He is not a scientist or a man of hard work, so I don't think other roles would fit his canonical portrait. Although, even if I have drawn a crossover art earlier, I don't entirely think mixing Star Trek and The Hobbit works. I don't know how to integrate dwarves and hobbits in that so it won't be an AU where they are Men.

Sadly I haven't read the story you mentioned, I am having trouble concetrating on reading 😢 Not to mention that I have become too picky lately and skip every story if I see something in description/tags that I am not up to read. So I end up not reading anything at all even if I really wish to read a story with my favourite characters. Maybe it will become better eventually and I will be able to read these stories, there are plenty of good and kind fic writers 😭

And I will look up the fic later. Thank you for the ask!

#replies #my mind is not that flexible like others creators' from the fandom #it is possible they have a better idea how to cook this crossover #I am being too stubborn to enjoy simple things and I am too negative so good ideas may pass by :(#also I have such a weird OCD theme which makes me think I am losing interest in current fandom #and it feels like searching through fics makes it worse because I am getting irritated easily #how do you find a specific fic on AO3?#I can't find it helpo #google shows warriors cats fics xD #AO3 searching system doesn't show the story with this title #полседьмого утра #я страдаю #update: I was given the link

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makifishcake · 1 month

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Chapter 1 of my KuboSai Fic That's Been Sitting in my WIPs Since the Beginning of Time:

'What's so wrong with having a crush?' Is what Kusuo wanted to say, but in reality, there was a big problem with having a crush. It has been proved by scientists and Kusuo himself that liking someone romantically leads to irrational actions and thoughts, and ultimately leads to disappointment, because crushes don't last. Past experiences- Yumehara, Aiura and Teruhashi- are prime examples of crushes that failed horribly. Kusuo sighed at the thought. Good grief, he knew this information and what it would indefinitely lead to, so why did he still stand at the entrance of PK Academy with a Jump Magazine, peach tea, and music that a certain someone took a liking to? It was stupid for Kusuo to even assume that Satou Hiroshi(forgettable name, right?) would even think of interacting with him after he'd displayed such strange behavior.

Kusuo knew that he looked wierd in Satou's mind, but was still disappointed when he walked past him(not after taking notice of his belongings which were eerily accurate to his likings), brushing him off as a wierdo. 'Why would he drink peach tea, of all things, here? That's kind of wierd...' Hiroshi thought. Saiki frowned ever-so-slightly. This did not stop Saiki from following the insanely average boy down the road to his house. Every move Satou made, every thought he possessed, every little smile, step, and wave he enacted made Saiki so innately curious. He couldn't deny he had some kind of attachment to Satou, despite having never spoken to him directly.

This, apparently, had shown through his features the next day, when he was watching Satou from the door of his classroom, as Toritsuka had commented on his unusual behavior, "Hey, Saiki, who are you spying on, today? I need to ask a favor of you," Saiki shot him a glare, and sent a telepathic sentence to his brain, saying, 'What do you want.' Toritsuka huffed and crossed his arms. "Why so rude, Saiki? Unless..." Saiki cut him off before his mind could wander. Saiki pointed to Satou, who sat in his seat with a book in hand. "Huh? Who are you pointing to? Satou? You mean that guy by the lockers?" Saiki shook his head. 'He's the one with the book,' Saiki sent the words to Toritsuka's tiny, filthy brain.

"Ah! So that's Satou," Toritsuka commented. Then, two other guys walked over to Satou's seat. One was chubby while the other was skinny, which made Saiki smile. He even has two average friends! Just like the stereotypical Hollywood movie friend trio. Kusuo almost burst with joy when the three boys greeted each other and conversed about their breakfast(such an average topic!). Kusuo heard sniggering to his left and glared at Toritsuka. 'Oh, he's down bad!' He heard the sentence appear in the perv's mind, and his face darkened. Toritsuka's joking manner quickly shifted to defense when Kusuo shot him the death glare. He laughed, shakily, and rubbed the back of his head. Kusuo turned back around to watch Hiroshi and his friends, thinking that nothing could possible disrupt their normalcy, and if right on cue, Toritsuka decides to test Kusio's patience.

The Purple-Haired 'psychic' slams his hand down on Hiroshi's desk, and Kusuo notes the startled look on his face with detestment towards the culprit. "Hey, Satou Hiroshi, right?" Hiroshi nods, and a sly grin spreads across Toritsuka's face. "Y-yes. Who are you?" Hiroshi stutters. It didn't surprise Kusuo in the least that Hiroshi had been frightened by Toritsuka's demeanor. Toritsuka, after all, was a menace to society. Knowing this, that Toritsuka was up to no good, Kusuo just stood there, watching as Toritsuka asked Hiroshi an inappropriate question, earning an uncomfortable look and response. Hiroshi laughed shakily, and Toritsuka walked off towards Kusuo. "You hear that, Saiki?" Toritsuka smirks, and unfortunately, Kusuo is confused as to why. "He likes girls openly, but we don't know his true feelings! Well, I don't know his true feelings. But you do! Don't you?" Toritsuka was really getting onto Kusuo's nerves, now. "You can see his deepest darkest thoughts, but I'll still tail him for you!" 'Then I'll owe you.' Kusuo snipes back. Toritsuka's smirk droops. "Damn, already caught on." He says. Kusuo shrugs, 'I am a telepath.' "Then you already know why I wanted to talk to you, earlier, too." Toritsuka whines. He sounded idiotic even asking the question. Kusuo nodded. "Then will you-" And with that, Kusuo walked back to class, Toritsuka screaming in protest.

It was all Kusuo could think about, that Hiroshi Satou. It made Kusuo wonder, he know he has no interest in me, but it would hurt to give it a shot at confessing, would it? No, that was stupid. Hiroshi is straighter than a ruler. Kusuo sighed. This was going to be harder than he had thought.

'Hm. Saiki seems pretty out of it. I wonder what He's thinking about.'

Saiki heard the thought and stiffened. He recognized the voice and took a look around. He found a certain purple-haired delinquent eying him from across the classroom. They caught eye contact and Kuboyasu Aren looked away.

'Shit, did he catch me staring? That's embarrassing...'

Yeah, it was. Why do you care what I'm thinking about, nosy?

'Wait, could he have...?'

If there was one thing Kusuo hated, more than social outings, it was unfinished thoughts. What could Kuboyasu mean by that? What if Kusuo had a what?

'No, not that guy. I'm sure he has no interest in anyone. Doesn't he?'

Oh. So that's what it was. Kusuo couldn't deny it, but he would be mad at himself if he fed into Kuboyasu's imagination as to who he could possibly have any interest in. Kusuo fought the urge to sigh a good grief. He counted the seconds until the bell rang for the day to end. 3... 2... 1...

Every student clambered out the door, well, almost every student. Kaidou, Nendou and Kuboyasu were grouped up around Kusuo, asking various questions and ultimately annoying Kusuo. He felt affection toward the three, but that didn't excuse their idiocy. "Hey, pal, wanna get ramen? I know a good joint around that café you like," Nendou blabbed. "We always get ramen, you meat-head! Why can't we go somewhere else!?" Kaidou argued. Kuboyasu... stayed quiet. It left Kusuo wondering. His thoughts betrayed nothing about his change in behavior. But, nevermind that. Kusuo had other things to worry about, like how he was going to confess to Hiroshi.

"Damn, I can't believe you convinced me to go," Kaidou complained. Well, he had abliged after about 20 minutes of arguing. If Kusuo didn't know any better, he'd think Kaidou and Nendou were best friends. "Haha, I'm a master convincer!" Hey, Nendou, when did you expand your vocabulary? That's a pretty big word, coming from you. Kaidou and Nendou sniped at each other for a while while Kusuo contemplated and went over his plan. He would slip a blank piece of paper into Hiroshi's desk during his lunch, invisible. If anyone saw him commit the act, he would play it off as... No, that wouldn't work. He couldn't play it off as just giving Hiroshi some extra loose-leaf paper if he already had paper in his desk. Kusuo sighed quietly. What was he going to do? And damn, were Kaidou and Nendou loud. He wanted to get away.

Kusuo sat on his bed with his germanium ring on. It'd been a while since he'd last used it. He had retrieved it after it fell into the saisen box. Kusuo needed the quiet if he wanted to focus. So far, he'd come up with two ways to subtly invite Hiroshi to the park. One, he'd apport a paper from inside Hiroshi's desk with a blank piece and wait until lunch, where he'd take it back and place it inside the desk. If someone saw him, hed play it off as "I found the paper in the hall and I'm taking it back". He'd then get his invitation ready and switch it for the blank piece. Two, he'd make himself invisible and take the invitation to Hiroshi's desk personally.

Kusuo decided on the first option. #2 was too risky. What if Toritsuka saw him or someone bumped into him, or if someone saw the floating invitation he was carrying? He couldn't bear to think of the consequences. It was already rare to see him even try to enter a relationship. He wasn't going to lose before he started. Kusuo was going to get the invite to Hiroshi. He was going to confess to Hiroshi, even if he didn't return his feelings. Kusuo grimaced at the thought of how he would feel if Hiroshi rejected him. He couldn't even begin to think of what might happen. A breakdown in the middle of the park? Tears? The whole entire world might blow up because of the stressed fit he'd have? In the living room, a certain Kuniharu shuddered, a bad feeling washing over him. He wondered what Kusuo was up to...

The plan went well. Everything went over smoothly, and Kusuo wasn't caught. It was an hour until he was supposed to meet up with Hiroshi. It was 15 minutes until the bell rang. It was only 15 minutes, but it felt like hours. People clambered around him, their voices rang loudly in his ears. It irritated Kusuo how time seemed to move so much slower when you were excited. Well, nervous-excited. He was almost shaking, but he couldn't tell why. Was he shaking with anger? Estaticity? Nervousness? Good grief, maybe he'd never know. Anyway, it was now 5 minutes and everyone was packing up. Zippers, rustling, crumpling, so many sounds. His leg bounced from under his desk. 4 minutes. Kusuo sighed.

Kusuo walked to the park. He wore his best cardigan, a light brown one, on top of a white blouse, with some light, loose-fitting jeans. Kusuo fretted, picking at the small balls of lint on his cotton cardigan, wondering whether he had dressed up too nice. He was panicking, but he was also listening in to all the thoughts of the people surrounding him, listening for any nuisances.

It was autumn. The grass and leaves were a dull brown, and they crunched beneath Kusuo's feet when he walked. So many people were down because of how dreary the park seemed, according to his analyzation of their thoughts. Kusuo, however, quite liked autumn and it's muted colors. It wasn't the most colorless season, and it wasn't incredibly vibrant. It was the vortex between colorful and colorless, the most average season, and Kusuo loved it. He sat down on a wooden bench, his eyes running over the engraved decals in the wood. Kusuo peeled his eyes off it after he heard the thoughts of Hiroshi approaching. He looked at his watch. Hiroshi had arrived right on the dot. Not late, not early, and not standing out in any way.

Kusuo had signed the invitation with his last name and first initial, so Hiroshi knew who had invited him to the park. "Hey, Saiki, right?" Hiroshi said as he ran up to Kusuo. He nodded. "Well, I'm here. What did you want to tell me?" Kusuo thought for a moment. No, he couldn't chicken out, not now. His hand twitched.

'Hiroshi Satou...'

Kusuo started, the words ringing in Hiroshi's head, only for him to hear. Hiroshi raised an eyebrow in question.

'Hiroshi, I like you. I hope you'll return my feelings.'

END CHPT 1

Y'all you don't know how long this has been sitting. I've been working on this for so long oml

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beanghostprincess · 6 months

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I can't believe I just had to explain my last Zolusan (more Lusan/Sanlu than anything but yeah) fic to somebody because they said it was normalizing unhealthy behavior when it comes to starting poly relationships. As if the monster trio would talk things out like normal people. Seriously.

Please NEVER leave a comment like this on a fanfic. If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it. I am not here to educate people!! I am not your parents!! This is a fanfic site!! Don't expect me to write a manual on how to have a poly relationship, especially when it would be out of character for the main couple.

I'm gonna leave the link to the fic here and what I told them about it because now I am extremely anxious other people won't get what I want to express with this fic and I feel the need to share my thoughts: