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thief-of-eggs · 3 months
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The fact that there are so many fanfic writers and yet, despite all the friends I make IRL who love all the fandoms and fanfic I love, I have never met another fanfic writer IRL terrifies me… do we all just hide?? Is it the people that I least suspect??? WHERE IS EVERYONE???
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Fanfic writers when they don't want to deal with canon
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frownyalfred · 2 years
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I don’t know who needs to hear this, but:
there is no ao3 algorithm
there should never be an ao3 algorithm
the only way to get your work in front of the people you want is to post consistently and tag well
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lunarthecorvus · 29 days
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I've been reading reading fanficition for one year (I started reading fanficiton in late April), so I thought I'd collect my word count and fic count by looking through my history, and here's my stats:
I've read: 525 fics
I've read: 12,739,506 words
in 1 year
Here's a fun fact about me: I've only read six of crows fanficiton about one couple, which is Kaz Brekker + Inej Ghafa and their friends, aka the rest of the crows, its just usually kanej centered.
So I've read over 12 MILLION words of the same two people falling in love again and again, for almost exactly 1 year and believe me I do not plan to stop
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guest-1-2-3 · 10 months
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Yk what blows my mind is when i’m reading something amazing right, i am so immersed in the story the writing is beautiful it’s making me feel more emotions than i’ve ever felt in all my years of living and then the end notes are just like. “uhhh hope u enjoyed ig? haha” or “idek what this is lol” like sir ma’am my guy your writing is the most gorgeous thing i have ever read. i cried and i laughed and i screamed and i did that thing where you roll around in bed and giggle like a child at 3am. if it was the zombie apocalypse and i could only take one story with me as i fought to survive it would be yours. “what even is this lmao” a masterpiece. a fucking masterpiece is what it is
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quick-otp-prompts · 1 year
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Imagine your otp
So you know there’s the common immortal human trope. How come the human is always the annoying one? Or the one teaching the immortal one how to live?
Who’s your annoying immortal and serious human?
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sometimesanalice · 2 months
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Nothing hits quite like an italicized "oh".
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sidewalk-cracks · 6 months
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rereading one of my favorite fanfics has me ruminating on one of my favorite found family dynamics more than usual
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lilbeanz · 2 months
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Me: I should probably thoroughly read the original source and take notes so I'm fully prepared and well-versed on every unchangeable canon event and quote in the timeline...
Also me: but that's effoooorrrrt! 😭
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thief-of-eggs · 3 months
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Your daily reminder that fic writers work for free!!
Please be kind to them, they are under no obligation to keep providing content, or to shape their content to your exact needs <3
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verysmolnerd · 29 days
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Dating post NWH Otto
Been wanting to do a hc collection of Otto related stuff if you’ve seen my previous headcanons. But they’re really not HCs as they are more story oriented. :p
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First of all, dating him appeared to be off the table. In his mind at a least… Even thought he was no longer seen as an enemy of the public, there is so much suspicion that he’s still evil. Like all reformed criminals are.
Not to mention that since he’s a supervillain, he doesn’t get privacy from the daily bugle. Not to mention finding a job that’s willing to hire him. The robotic arms welded to his back and his criminal record is enough evidence of what his previous experiments did to him.
He can only work for Oscorp which also has a reputation of cranking out scientific orientated supervillains. He’s making a living, but the judgement of others becomes more prominent.
It’s hard to tell at some point. Which is harder? Reforming and reconvening into society or fighting off the actuators and Spider-Man at the same time.
He’s pitied by the public eye or alienated entirely. Nobody takes him seriously, even if he’s never killed a person, nor attempted to. He only wanted to finish his work under the influence of his own work.
Then along came you with a company merger when Oscorp was bought by a larger company.
You never interacted with him, you were in a different department and were far too busy to talk to any of the newer Oscorp employees, which includes a lot of the supervillains.
It’s not like you wanted to talk to them. They’re still people, not zoo animals like your colleagues assume they are. So the best way of showing respect in your eyes is to give them the space they needed. If they want to talk to you, then they’d find you.
However, neither of you expected to meet outside of work.
Of all places you’d meet…. a public library. Informal, tired, and bags under your eyes. It’s almost like a college love story, while one partner sacrifices their grades in order to help another graduate with honors.
He was holding a book by Neil deGrasse Tyson and you were holding a three pines book. (Honestly, you though he was Armand with the level of exhaustion you had)
You just stared at each other, Otto even dropped his book. He apologized and then you commented on the book.
So now you’re both sitting in a lounge talking about the type of books you had. Which buds into conversation.
There’s almost a relief in his eyes that you were holding a normal conversation, as if he’s a normal person. He felt seen and purely human only for a moment.
So it’s natural for him to gravitate to you. AKA you see him near your office during work. Whether he needed something, he’d get it from your side of the building just to see you.
You’ve caught him gazing at you from your door window. For a man with four additional arms and eyes, he seemed pretty blind sighted by you and would walk into a water cooler.
So he also starts messaging you via faxes or other mundane office supplies. You’re shocked that he’s using them to lure you into his clutches.
One fax you got was just his phone number. Like that’s anything subtle. Smooth one, Otto. There was also one just asking you out for dinner… you faxed him back.
“Ask me in person and then we’ll talk.” He read aloud. The fact that you’re going to play his silly games is promising on his end. The last person he’s done that to was.. well.. it’s best not to bring up the past… for now.
So when you have him ducking under your door to get in your office with a paper rose (that he folded himself) he’s nervous, and the actuators are giving that away very well. Other than that, he’s very good at hiding emotions.
And now you find yourself sitting across from him at a nice restaurant.
Now that the professionalism line has completely evaporated, you both open up. Otto seems to loosen quite a bit the longer you two were talking.
You ended up closing down the place, and the wait staff were kind enough to remind you that they need to leave.
Then, he ended up spending the night with you. Not wanting to part with you. And you are you to deny that. He intrigues you as you do him.
Then one thing led to another and now you both are sitting on the couch, sharing a bottle of wine.
He trusts you with information that no other human being could have ever known.
Of course he tells you about Rosie. He hesitated at first, but you were quick to reassure him that he could. It was therapeutic almost. To hear about the previous light in his life.
“Oh, you’d love her. She thinks outside of the box. And she always had riddles to tell, never the same ones. She was so smart.”
He’s more vulnerable around you! He trusts you with his life, even though he’s probably protect you more than you can him.
That being, you both move into an apartment and now you’re with him almost every waking moment.
His actuators do a lot of work for him that he doesn’t like doing. The menial tasks that are just awful to him.
He carries you to rooftops to get a view of New York or any other surprise date he’d come up with.
The actuators wrap around you to show his subconscious form of admiration. Sometimes the actuator claws would clamp on your body as a form of kisses or long hugs.
He loves to cook. He knows recipes and often makes the same dinners that Rosie would make him.
You know that woman is happy to see that he’s moved on, the shadows of his past are able to be forgiven.
You also pet his actuators and sometimes use them as an extension to his hands, so you hold hands with his actuators.
He also uses the arms to pick you up for a proper kiss. He’s super affectionate if you haven’t picked that up already.
He loves to read books to you. Sitting on his lap, snuggled up against him as he reads TS Eliot.
You wear his glasses sometimes, you have no idea how he can see. He’s blind pretty much.
He’s wearing his heart on his sleeve around you, and he loves with all his being.
Treat him nicely, he’s already lost someone before and he’ll go to wits end to make sure that doesn’t happen again.
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jerzwriter · 1 month
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OMG, I may have just lived out one of every writer's greatest horrors....
We have a book club at work, and we met today. When it ended, my boss, who adores me, and I adore her and consider a friend outside of work... but still my boss... says:
"You know, Elsa is a writer! Maybe we can read some of her work!"
Me: (HORRIFIED). "Uhm, no. We're good."
Boss: "I didn't mean the fanfiction stuff (*** Earth, please swallow me whole right now ***). You told me about your original work, and I'd love to read it."
Me: "Uhm, I'd love to thank you for mortifying me in front of the company, but no."
Boss: "Why?" (*** SHE ISN'T LETTING THIS GO!!! ***)
Me: "Because I love you, but you're my boss, and I love y'all, but you're my co-workers. I'm in HR, for Christ's sake, and I'm not having you read sex scenes I wrote!"
Boss: "Why? Are you afraid we'll give you pointers?"
*** DEAD ***
BRB I'm going to resign, rn...
I explained to them that every writer wants everyone in the world to read their writing - except for the people they know! lol
On an up-note, three others fessed up to writing fanfic lol Two for Marvel, and one for Supernatural. I did NOT confess what fandom I write for! lol
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whumpdoyoumean · 4 months
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I'm trying so hard to write some whump fic but my cat keeps being really cute and I get distracted by petting her :/
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quick-otp-prompts · 9 months
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Imagine your otp
“Please don’t leave me here alone again.”
“After everything I’ve done to get you back? You’ll be paying for alone time.”
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rachelfoleyisntdead · 8 months
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Good morning, have a Bireena snippet bc I cannot stop thinking about them.
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"So… how do I look?" Sareena asked, standing in front of them in white. Ashrah had given her Order of Light robes, but Sareena had clearly modified them; the pants had become a short skirt and the top had also lost a few inches, as well as its sleeves.
Bi Han doubted that Ashrah or Raiden had approved the changes, but that wasn't his problem with them. "White doesn't suit you."
"Brother--" Kuai Liang sighed, but Sareena's dark eyes flared yellow, and the garments began to shift to shining black, as if someone had spilled ink on them.
"Is this better?" Sareena asked, doing a little spin.
Did she want his approval that badly? They were her clothes. "If you like them," he answered, the corner of his mouth tilting almost imperceptibly.
Sareena paused, then looked at Smoke, who purposefully looked away, not wanting to get involved. The colors shifted again, this time adding a red trim and barely perceptible pinstriping to the look. Something dark swirled over her chest, coalescing into a Lin Kuei pin.
His mouth went dry and heat sparked in his core. Sareena in the Lin Kuei uniform was something else. Something he had considered, whether or not Sareena knew that. "Get out," he said. Sareena's lip pulled between her teeth, so he quickly amended, "You two."
"Gross," Tomas grumbled, but he and Kuai Liang were blessedly gone as he advanced on the mischeivous demoness.
"So you like this one?" she teased.
He nodded, wrapping his arms around her thighs and lifting her up. "Never take it off."
She smirked openly. "Never?"
She was trying to play with fire with a cryomancer. He lifted her higher, setting her over his shoulder as she gasped in delight. "I'll take it off," he confirmed, stalking towards the nearest surface.
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angry-geno-is-score · 5 months
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The sequel to the Larsdunn bio D/s AU "Serenity In Those Deep Waters" is finally (almost) here! Featuring our favorite d-pair, teammates that you love (and other characters that you don't), and a whole mess of silly shenanigans, the first chapter of "To Be As the Tides (Everchanging)" is dropping soon!
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