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starting a collection of my favourite AO3 author’s notes

honourable mentions

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(insp)

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a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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Commenting on a fantastic fanfic but being so overwhelmed by its beauty that all you can say is

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🌻🌼🌷🌸🏵️🌹🌺💐🍀

Some flowers for anyone not feeling their best today

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Derek who misses a full house of people and Stiles who fills that silence for him.

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the writers were like what if we gave this guy bambi-eyes, freckles AND rabies and that’s how stiles stilinski was born

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Newly bitten, Stiles kills the alpha that turned him and becomes the Alpha. He’s losing control, angry, and scared, and his best friend, the True Alpha Scott McCall won’t help him. Stiles killed someone, and that’s just not how they do it. 

Desperate, and terrified he’ll hurt his fragile human dad who is trying to help him when he has no one else, Stiles calls the one person he trusts to guide him: Derek Hale. 

Derek doesn’t have a pack. He hasn’t in years, and hasn’t been back to Beacon Hills for just as long, but he and Stiles had always kept in contact, even if it was texts, pictures, and short videos, and he owed Stiles his life many times over.

The Stilinski pack is small: a hyperactive alpha that can’t stop scenting his pack, a grumpy beta that doesn’t mind so much, and badass Sheriff that wants to protect them from the world. It���ll get easier, hopefully.

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"just write a little every day" ok but what if i write nothing for 3 weeks and then suddenly type like i’m being hunted by god

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12345 Writer Tag Game

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words (feel free to interpret however you would like; if not on AO3, can be on Tumblr or FFNET, etc)!

Thank you to @arabellatheauthor and @colubrina for tagging me!

Most Hits - Tip of My Tongue - (combined FFN+AO3) 3,305,900. When Draco's wife is caught cheating and pregnant to another man, Draco must fight for custody of his son, Scorpius. Hermione, determined to ensure her son, Aurelian, grows up knowing his brother without Draco finding out, somehow winds up tangled into the middle of Draco's impending divorce. Can she help it if she also keeps finding herself tangled in his embrace, and liking it?

Second Most Kudos - Howl for Me (on FFN) 7,185. The Ministry enacts a Marriage Law, magically pairing couples who'd never in a million years agree to even speak, let alone wed. Paired off with Malfoy, Hermione has to suffer the added indignity of the Ministry banning all contraception and forcing fertility treatment and aphrodisiacs on them all. Draco's secret makes it worse.

Third Most Comments - A Promise Unspoken (on FFN) 6,069. Thorfinn Rowle had a mission: Ruin Hermione Granger's life like she'd almost ruined his. To trap a lion cub is easy, but when this little lioness grows up Thorfinn will have to walk a knife-edge between hate and love to avoid her sharp claws. Revenge is a dish best served cold and unspoken promises are deadly.

Fourth Most Bookmarks - Devil's Angels (combined FFN+AO3) 6,919. Hermione applies to foster the children of Thorfinn Rowle, Antonin Dolohov, and Fenrir Greyback while the convicted Death Eaters are in prison. The Ministry is more than willing to let her take up the role no one else wants, there's just one catch. She's got to gain 'permission' from their father's to raise the boys. And she will. By whatever means necessary.

Fifth Most Words - Fervidity (technically also ToMT but it's already linked and there's less than 1k diff). 215K words. When Hermione Granger is caught by Snape she must fake her death with Snape's help, and assume a new identity and appearance as the illegitimate and previously unbeknownst daughter of Severus Snape. Going by the name Mina Graziana-Snape, Hermione must navigate this new world where she's rubbing shoulders with Death Eaters, forced to participate in revels, marked as a Death Eater herself, and doing her best to balance the dark and light warring for dominance inside her soul. Isolated from the Order and her friends, Hermione must play the wickedly sinful and alluringly promiscuous daughter of a Death Eater just to survive. With Snape as her mentor and the only one who knows every dark truth about her and the girl she's becoming, Hermione must protect her heart on all sides. A scheming Rabastan Lestrange wants her for a wife. A werewolf Draco Malfoy is a tentative ally and possessive bedfellow. A murderous Bellatrix Lestrange seeks to end the lives of both Hermione and Severus. Fenrir Greyback is trying to overthrow the wizarding world under the Dark Lord's nose. Furious friends are baffled by how well she can play the bad girl, and Hermione's stuck in the middle, trying to keep her head above water.

Fewest Words - Steamy - a Dramione drabble clocking in at 316 words

No pressure Tagging: @canimal , @freyaishtar , literally anyone else who's a fanfic writer and would like to play because my brain is mush and I've forgotten everyone's tags.

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I have no outline tho, just vibes

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How it feels working a 9 to 5 and having too many WIPs of varying forms and genres alongside unrealistic expectations for myself as a writer yayyy xox

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Scott: Wow! Derek's muscles are huge. Stiles, come feel his biceps.

Derek: I did not agree to this.

Stiles: You're right, I can feel it's big.

Derek: Take your hand off my crotch.

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Stiles hates this.

Not the part where Derek smiles at him across the room. Not the part where Derek leans close during pack meetings, low voice and faint smirk making his stomach flutter. Not even the part where they spar and Derek always, always lets him win.

No. Stiles hates the not knowing.

Because Derek’s kind. Patient. Warmer than anyone gives him credit for. But he's also unreadable - walls of stone and shadows, all sharp edges and guarded silences.

Stiles doesn’t know if the way Derek looks at him means something. Or if he’s just projecting because he’s half in love with the idea of being loved back.

So he asks the worst person he possibly could.

“Peter,” Stiles mutters, cornering him near the stairs. “How do you know if a werewolf likes you?”

Peter blinks slowly. Then grins. “He doesn’t rip your throat out. That’s a good start.”

Stiles groans. Peter was completely useless.

Later, alone in the loft with Derek, he paces. Derek watches him from the couch, quiet, thoughtful. Finally, he speaks.

“Do I confuse you?” Derek asks.

Stiles stops. “What?”

“You look at me like I’m a puzzle. Like you’re trying to decode me.”

“I am,” Stiles admits. “Because sometimes I think you feel the same way I do, and sometimes you’re…stone. So yeah, I’m confused. I just… I don’t want to get it wrong.”

Derek stands slowly, walks toward him until there’s barely space between them.

“You’re not wrong,” Derek says softly.

Then he kisses him - carefully, but like he’s been waiting.

Stiles sways into him, breath caught in his throat.

“Oh,” he whispers.

Derek chuckles. “Is that your scientific conclusion?”

“Yeah,” Stiles says, dazed. "Yeah it is."