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just a heads up to my fellow writers out there that AO3 is currently fighting off bots commenting on people’s works to tell them that AO3 will delete their fics “due to the works being deprecated”, and the deletion will affect their accounts unless the authors delete the fics themselves first. IT IS A SCAM. AO3 will NOT delete your works. please do NOT fall for these bots!

I’ve been told the reason why these bots are doing this is due to copyright infringement issue where they’re trying to steal your works (possibly to train AI but this is just a guess) ‼️‼️‼️and once you deleted your fics, it will be either very difficult or impossible for you to claim ownership of your own fics when they were already deleted.‼️‼️‼️

a reminder that AO3 will never contact you through your comments section (in case they claim to be one of the moderators). AO3 will only contact you through your email address which you use to register your account, and it will be from AO3’s official handle. not some sketchy ass @

so if you get a comment telling you you should “delete your works to protect your account because AO3 is doing blah blah blah” report that comment. don’t delete your works.

PLEASE DO NOT FALL FOR THESE SCAM.

AO3 IS NOT DELETING WORKS.

DO NOT DELETE YOUR WORKS JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE CLAIMS THEY KNOW SOMETHING.

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AO3 is down 😭😭😭

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So true

im right and we all know it

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“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as you’re not romanticizing it”

“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as it’s your way of coping with your trauma”

“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as —”

actually, anybody — including you — can write non-con and dark fics, and any other fucked up things, however they want, for whatever reasons.

wanna romanticize the fuck out of your non-con / dead dove do not eat fic? go ahead. don’t let anybody stop you from creating the art you want to create.

wanna write non-con fic even if you were never a victim? go ahead. you don’t have to meet any specific criteria in order to create the art you want to create.

just tag your works properly so that you don’t accidentally expose those who might not want to be exposed to such topics to the topics, and you’re all good.

art does not have to be for everybody.

art has never been strictly about rainbow and sunshine. art can also be about the horror and the macabre.

art can be outright disgusting and messed up, and being disgusting and messed up can be just what makes the art a masterpiece.

write whatever you want to write and say fuck you to censorship.

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This isn’t canon to Wolf and Lamb series, but I thought it would be funny.

Unique Ways Lamb has rejected Bruce Wayne

Starting off strong, you threw a brick at him when he tried to offer you a ride home.

Said “it’s not me, it’s you” and walked away.

Said that your zodiacs are incompatible (you don’t know shit about zodiacs)

For my tall mcs, you looked down at him and flicked his forehead.

For my short mcs, you kicked the shit out of his shin.

“I’m saving myself for not you.”

For a lamb that’s magical “Counter spell!”

For a mc that’s in school with him “I checked my schedule and we don’t have chemistry.”

I’ll think of more later

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Who knew being a psychopathic serial killer can improve your life 100%!!!

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I don't know how I've become obsessed with this show, but it's got a grip on me! I rarely watch k-dramas! 😭😭😭

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"without killing a single person that pushover became a serial killer" yeah Inwoo is right this is funny

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I just saw Deadpool & Wolverine. It’s so good!

Dogpool and Deadpool were so cute and funny together too!

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Prompt #8

"So you choose them over me? After all we've been through together, you choose them?"

Prompt is by @me-writes-prompts

Link to their post on the prompt

This is Cherik cause I'm a sucker for hero x villain and this is what immediately popped up in my mind. I'm sorry if it's bad or if I didn't tag right. I'm kind of new to this.

Erik Pov

Just as I got up from the sandy beach, the agent Charles fancied started shooting at me.

It was foolish. I control metal, yet she continued to barrage me with bullets. It wasn’t much, but it distracted me enough that I had to focus on defending myself. Despite a bullet bouncing off my helmet, I easily deflected the onslaught. Just as I moved my hand to deflect another, a sharp yelp of pain from behind disrupted my thoughts.

Charles!

It was almost as if the world slowed as he fell. A bullet had hit him. In mere seconds, I was crouched down next to him, removing the bullet with my abilities. It had hit his lower back, and he was trembling in pain.

“I’m so sorry,” I stated, repositioning him to support him better. I was now sitting on the sand floor with his head resting upon my thigh, my hands supporting him. I couldn’t help but feel deep regret. This was never my intention. I never wanted to harm him.

I heard a rush of footsteps—the X-men. “I said back off!” I yelled, halting the group. I soon noticed the cause for Charles lying wounded in my arms: the agent.

“You. You did this,” I announced, using my powers to strangle her with the metal necklace around her neck.

She started choking, reaching for her neck with both hands in hopes of lessening the tightening pressure—a hope that would not be granted. Despite the small voice in my mind that sounded almost like Charles advising me to stop, that this wasn’t right, I couldn’t help but somewhat enjoy it. It was mere retribution and karma for hurting my friend.

“Erik. Please,” he said, voice slightly trembling. “She didn’t do this, Erik. You did.”

‘You did.’ It was that simple phrase that made me cease. I looked at my friend lying in my arms, his eyes already conveying his thoughts on how this was my fault. How these people were innocent in his eyes.

How can he not see that it is because of these humans that we mutants are divided? How can he not recognize that it is due to her that he is wounded? It is due to her that we are both in pain.

It was irrational to be this emotional considering the circumstances, but I couldn’t help it. “You still choose them over me? You would choose her. Charles, after all we’ve been through together, after all we’ve seen, you choose them?” I asked in disbelief. No matter how much they have harmed and discriminated against our kind, he always thought more of them. Believing in the minuscule kindness—if it could even count as that—that they had shown him. I knew he disagreed with me and my methods, but I thought he’d care more about us, our kind. That he’d choose me after all the events that had taken place.

“They are innocent,” he responded. I despised how he actually believed it.

“Us turning on each other. It’s what they want. I tried to warn you, Charles. I want you by my side. We’re brothers, you and I.” My words, no matter how you may view them, Charles, they are sincere. I need you with me.

“All of us together, protecting each other. We want the same thing.” And is that not the truth? We both want what is best for mutant kind. We could accomplish so much, you and I.

He was hurt, shaking in my arms, yet he still found sad amusement in my words and chuckled. “Oh, my friend. I’m sorry, but we do not.”

As much as I wished to take him with me, to show him what we could be, I respected his answer. I disliked it—the feeling of his body trembling in my hold only strengthened that—but I knew what must be done. I signaled for the girl to come closer; she could take care of Charles. It was time to depart.

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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I get confused when I put 'Hero' and 'Villain', so I gave them names.

Veilar - Villain

Solstice/Dune - Hero turned Villain

Soul General - Hero

Lunares - Hero

Elaris - a planet/kingdom

This is written in the villain's pov. Ty!

Angst & Fluff

Prompt #35

“Such fools, to give up on hope” “Hope was always temporary…” “My dear, you were never temporary.”

Veilar pov

How chaotic. Almost all the heroes are indisposed at this present time. All the villains will be vying for the throne of the underworld with them gone, order is only an illusion now. 

It was an amusing thought, unfortunately, disrupted by the appearance of a hero.

Beat up and tired, He looks like he could fall at any moment. How amusing!

“Veilar…” The sound of my name sounds rather resigned coming from him at this hour.

“Soul General! How pleasant it is to see you this fine night! Though I see that you are… stressed? No, in a turmoil perchance?”

“Oh shut up! I’m fine! Just dealing with things. " Strange, he isn’t one to lose decorum.

“Things? Oh! Let me guess. The hilarious catastrophe of your hero’s fall?” 

“Words travel that fast, huh? Guess it was expected. Fucking Solstice.”

Yes, my general. It was to be anticipated. “He has started calling himself ‘Dune’, you know? Sided with Visio of all beings. I find it to be rather… abrupt.”

Silence. He was silent. He should be responding to me. It is only proper human manners of course. 

The sound of soft sniffles and occasional sobs snapped me out of my thoughts. – He’s crying.

“You’re crying. Why?”

“Why? Why! Maybe because my sworn brother, our HERO, abandoned us! He betrayed us! He tried to fucking blow up a damn world and every person on it! Left me to go join a decrepit relic who died ages ago! Maybe I’m crying cause my mother almost died!”

“And yet Elaris was saved was it not? The protective shields reactivated and the core cooled. As for your mother, she survived.” I pointed out. The world was saved and his mother is still alive.

“‘Survived’ does not mean well! It does not mean stable, it doesn’t mean healthy, nor does it mean happy or even fucking awake! Luna is in the damn ICU in a fucking coma and I can’t even visit her! I’m sad and angered because everything is going to shit, all because he apparently lost something as stupid as hope! And I don’t… I don’t know what… to do…” A sense of loss? Perhaps Abandonment? Confusion, turmoil, and hatred, feelings all mixed into one. Despite the feeling of ‘sadness’ for my state, this is one of the times I am grateful for such inherent apathy built within me.

As for his turmoil and shall I dare say, meltdown… I do understand. Logically, it is normal for one to feel lost after such tragic circumstances. Though the concept of hope? It intrigues me.  I never had hope, just as I never had emotions. Though all of that may have started to change recently. 

“You are going through some things. Though I was not made to believe in such trivialities as hope, I do know that factually, Lunares is strong. You take after her. You are strong and you can handle this just fine. I…” – dare I say it “ I believe in you.”

“Hah! A clone believes in me! That should not give me the comfort I feel now, but thank you.”  

His words brought a small smile to my face and the weighted feeling I felt before had lessened. How peculiar.

“And as for your fallen comrade, he is a fool.” I continued.

“For losing hope?” he asks, his eyes seeming to glint with tears under the light.

“For losing hope.”

“Y’know, as hurt as I am, I can see why. And I hate it. After all, hope was always temporary.” 

How bitter my dear general. “You were never temporary.”

He seems a bit better now. No longer crying, but still rather teary-eyed. I look away from him for a moment. The night is lifting. A night of crime was not fated for today I suppose.

“Will you leave?” he asked me. It was almost as if he was asking for me to stay.

“Where to? I am not needed elsewhere.” Not a lie. I have no plans for the day.

“Stay?” Always. 

I didn’t verbally respond, I only hoped that my action of staying closer to him conveyed my answer. We sat in silence together for a while. Despite most finding silence uncomfortable, It was the opposite for me. 

“Do you still feel sad?” I asked. It was a query that was somewhat worrying for me. He was no longer crying, his face blank as he stared at the sunrise. A sign that should mean that he was fine now, yet the illogical, almost human, part of me spoke otherwise.

“I don’t know. It hurts to breathe, it hurts to think, it hurts to exist.” it sounds so raw coming from him as if he were physically wounded. It doesn’t match. It isn’t right.

“Then I will stay to numb your hurt.”

He responds with a “Thank you.”, and according to all the data I gathered, it is not appropriate for me to respond anymore as the conversation has ended with your words. Still, in my mind, at the very least, I thank you too, dear general …  

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Brucie: You love your wife. I love your wife. Aren't we both on the same side?

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Justice for the invisible hero rock!

This came to me randomly while I was listening to music.

These characters are my oc’s in my head. I don’t usually write for them.

Larissa = hero = protagonist

Brie = villain and sister

Grandfather = supervillain

Father = supervillain

Basically just a hero in a horrible family of supervillains.

“Boss isn’t your sister a hero? What’s she doing here” a lackey asked. Brie whispers to her lackeys “She is, but she isn’t anything good. She was always a disgrace as a child. Follow my lead and watch. Father won’t even believe her.”

Her lackeys get excited and stand by to watch.

Brie spots Larissa at a small fruit stand. She seems to be buying some fruit sticks. Brie walks closer, she follows through with her plan and trips…

Larissa’s pov

I can’t believe he kidnapped me to make me attend. I didn’t even know they had supervillain conventions!

At least they have some tanghulu and milk tea.

“Excuse me! Can I please have two of the green grape and strawberry one and the lychee fruit tea with nata? Thank you!” I asked the guy who was manning this cute looking booth.

“That will be 12 dollars… thank you.” I gave him the money and he left to fulfill the order.

Hmm… I wonder what else they have here.

Is that Brie? Why is she walking here? She’s supposed to be with her friends. Oh they’re right behind her. The heck? Are they really hiding behind a chair!?

Oh shoot! She fell.

I start to move towards her to help, but her friends were already by her side and she wasn’t injured physically. So I just asked, “Brie, Are you okay?”

“What the fuck Ris! I can’t believe you! you tripped me! aren’t you gonna say sorry?” And she starts crying.

Oh… so it’s like that…

Well two can play at this game.

“Uh no?” I say as my order finally arrived and I thanked the man.

“It’s not my fault you tripped on your own”

“Why you-“ she starts loud.

“What’s going on here!?” His majesty said calmly.

“Father! Larissa tripped me and she won’t even apologize!” — so we’re still lying, okay.

“Larissa!? I can’t believe this!?” — me neither — “ I get that you’re uncomfortable here” “that is an understatement” “and that you may be jealous of your sister cause she’s a successful villain” — unlike me —“and has connections, but you can’t go around hurting people here! What the fuck is wrong with-“

Oh my gosh “You can’t seriously be believing her. Do I look like the type to just go around pushing people for no reason?! If ever I do, it’s to villains. And that’s cause they keep blowing up things every two blocks. I’m just doing my job! It’s not my fault they do that! Just like it’s not my fault she tripped!”

“You pushed me!” She says as she leans on her friends. Ooo she looks pissed.

“You tripped on your own! I was gonna help you but you started accusing me and… I just didn’t feel like it anymore. “ I defended.

“Didn’t feel like it anymore!? YOU didn’t FEEL like it ANYMORE!? How could you aren’t you a hero! You’re supposed to be empathetic!” She looks ready to lunge and attack me. I didn’t even do anything.

“And aren’t you a villain!?Maybe you tripped on a rock whose family you killed. And that rock was out for revenge!”

“You- “

“What is going on here?!” Grandfather says. We must’ve been causing a scene. He usually doesn’t bother if we’re fighting at the palace.

“Grandfather! Rissa tripped me and keeps on lying and she won’t even apologize!”

He nods at her to continue.

“I was walking over with my friends to my sister to say hi and then she pushed me. She didn’t even budge an inch when I fell and continued eating her stupid fruit stick!”

“It’s not a fruit stick. It’s tanghulu. And I wasn’t even near you.” I whispered to myself.

“And you, child?” He asks me.

“Respectfully, Grandfather. I did not trip her. She fell on her own. On a rock!” I lied.

“There’s not even a rock there!”

“It was an invisible rock! Ever thought of that!? It was an invisible hero rock and it was out here on its own for revenge and justice cause you must’ve killed its poor family! It’s even worse that it didn’t get its proper revenge seeing as to how you are fine walking and standing right now. Even accusing me of such lies.”

“Oh my gosh. Stop lying! There’s no rock and you pushed me!” She yells back.

“Was killing its family not enough for you?! You’re even denying its existence! How vile can you be! Justice for the poor invisible hero rock.”

“Oh fuck you!”

Ha

Distant villains just watching on.

‘Wtf.’

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Prompt #16

“You ruined me!” “Ruined you? I saved you!”

The hero and villain had been on the run for hours now. The weight of the recent events was slowly taking its toll on both of them; they had enough stamina to run for months, but the situation was mentally draining.

They had just escaped the government headquarters holding them. The hero's hands were still shaking, stained with blood from those he used to greet in the morning, people he used to work and depend on.

The villain slumped against a tree, tears slowly streaming down his face. He was trying to calm his breathing, yet his thoughts only became worse and worse. The villain was never a killer. Though petty and mean, he was never one for violence. The past events only drained and horrified him. Agent C’s last words only escalated the feeling. "To think monstrosities lived amongst us" was the final nail in the coffin.

“I never wanted this.” The villain whispered, face stained with salty wet lines. The hero could only stay silent. He was still shaken by the past events yet even he could see they didn’t have the time for this. 

“I was evil, but I was kind. I was just a petty criminal on the street. Not some monster who murdered people doing their job!" The villain stated. "Yes. Well, neither was I. Come on, we need to get going before they catch up." the hero says in response, tired and antsy that more agents would come. “You did this! You ruined me!" yelled the villain. "Hah! Ruined you? I saved you! I could have just let you rot in your pathetic cell or did you forget that in your little meltdown?!" the hero shouted back. He was done with this. They needed to leave or they would both die.  "... Whatever. Let's go before we die." he coldly continues, slowly taking the villain's arm and wrapping it over his shoulder. 

If the villain was going to fall, he would just have to get him back up again.