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thelucyverse · 2 years
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I found out more about the Ao3 bookmark search - the best way to find fic recs, fanfics on other less searchable sites, and to organize your own bookmarks!
My initial post explaining what this is can be found here, now here's what else I learned:
While in the normal work search, selecting 'complete works only' is part of the normal, clickable filtering system, that part is missing in the bookmark search, and seeing just lots of incomplete works as many people bookmark wips to get update emails frustrated me for ages - now I found a workaround!
In the filter section (see first post), below the include and exclude stuff in the 'More' section, you can find the field "search within results"
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Typing "complete: true" here will show you only completed works! The opposite would be "complete: false" for WIPs only.
The same also works for a bunch of different stuff:
if you're looking at your own bookmarks page, "private: true" shows you only the bookmarks hidden from the public
"restricted: true" is for works only visible for archive users, "restricted: false" of course the opposite (useful for example if you want to send someone who doesn't have an Ao3 account some fic recs)
"bookmarkable_type: Series" to not get bookmarks of individual works but only of series
You have to be exact in the spelling here, even making sure the empty space is there and the capital letters are correct, otherwise it will error and show 0 works!
You can combine several of them with an empty space - no comma! - for example to get only finished series under "bookmarkable_type: Series complete: true"
And then, this one is particularly genius to get new fic recs of stories you wouldn't otherwise find on Ao3 at all: "bookmarkable_type: ExternalWork" is for bookmarks of stories not posted to the archive but for example ff.net or livejournal!
Yes, there are bookmarks like that on there, and you can add your own bookmarks of non-ao3 fics on your bookmarks page - "bookmark external work", you then just have to add the url and copy the summary etc!
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If the fic doesn't have a proper summary, feel free to add your own summary in the 'notes' section so people have an idea what it is about, just leave the actual summary the way the author put it on the site they posted it to.
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The more info and especially tags you add, the easier it is for people to find the fic rec later! As you can only add 'relationship' and 'character' tags for the actual bookmark, adding more things like the tropes of the fic etc to the 'your tags' section helps here. This means that when you are searching through 'bookmarkable_type: ExternalWork', to filter the results further you need to add tags in the 'bookmarkers tags' field (see top of first screenshot, marked green), not to the work tags sections.
I found most of this info and more here on Ao3!
Because tumblr mobile is a menace and will only let you copy by paragraph, I put the exact searches separately below the readmore so you can easily copy-paste and don't have to worry about typos!
complete: true
complete: false
restricted: true
restricted: false
bookmarkable_type: ExternalWork
bookmarkable_type: Series
private: true
private: false
bookmarkable_type: Series complete: true
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science-lings · 6 days
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God, I love it when people who clearly have personal experience or expert knowledge on certain things write obscure AUs that incorporate those things so hyperspecifically that I feel like I'm learning something.
I love nurses who write hospital AUs that have accurate medical knowledge just thrown in there because they went to medical school and when people who clearly had a phase where they obsessed over a certain time period write an AU set in that time period or location it's just so fun.
Tell me about the 1950s Chicago culture and history and how the characters are interracial and how that affects their life, I love when the money is accurately converted and the personal histories of the characters are thoughtfully woven to incorporate the new setting they're put in, I love it when people care so much about making something and use their own expertise to aide them.
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ao3-crack · 1 year
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moronicromantic · 1 year
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Here y’all:
your - possessive (this is your pencil)
you’re - you are (you’re so pretty)
there - a location (the car is over there)
their - possessive (that’s their car)
they’re - they are (they’re over there)
it’s - it is (it’s really hot today)
its - possessive (each room has its own bathroom)
were - past tense of the verb “to be” or “are” (we were at the mall. we were buying decorations for the baby shower)
we’re- we are (we’re going to the movies on saturday)
i couldn’t care less - i could not care less (implies you don’t care at all. i couldn’t care less means you care so little that it is impossible for you to care less than you already do. i could care less implies that it is still possible for you to care less than you already do)
affect - to produce a change in something or someone (this exam will affect your overall grade. the results may affect your mood as well)
effect - a result or consequence (the exam had a negative effect on my grade. it also had a negative effect on my mood. i wrote my essay about the effect computers have had on our lives)
y’all- you all (y’all can save this for later)
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cuubism · 11 months
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i dare to venture 1 degree out of my usual ao3 circle and
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awefictionist · 3 months
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pinkroseblooms · 3 months
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Birthday Wishes
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Summary: Uramichi may not like birthdays, but he might like you. 2.5k A/N: Official art from Gaku Kaze; Uramichi Omota/F!Reader, lots of fluff and some humor. TW: Mentions of depression and self esteem issues (kinda a given considering it's Uramichi, but still) Enjoy!
Working on Together with Maman was one of the most thankless, tedious jobs you’ve ever been underpaid to do. While the director got to lord over the staff and the actors got some praise and respect, you were just one of the many unsung heroes behind the scenes. Editing out Uramichi Omota’s regular mental breakdowns and existential crises from the show’s footage was a full time job in and of itself, but you did it every week without fail for the past three years. At this point you could practically do it in your sleep; sometimes Uramichi’s strained, desperate attempts to keep a cheerful expression on his face made regular appearances in your dreams. You suspected the void that was his stare would haunt your mind long after the time came for you to leave Together with Maman .
You did feel a bit guilty at the twinge of resentment you had toward the cast when they got the lion’s share of the glory. After all, they all had their good points: to start, Kumitani was fairly considerate of the staff, particularly those on the lowest rungs of the workplace hierarchy. Speaking of hidden kindness, despite Utano’s complaints, she was a devoted and thoughtful girlfriend. Iketeru’s childish wonder and joy was infectious; he hardly ever complained and was very appreciative. Even Usahara with his bad habit of putting his foot in his mouth, was still committed to a certain level of professionalism and was quick to amend for his mistakes. When everything was said and done, you had a fondness for them all.
Last but not least, there was Uramichi. One works with many different types in the entertainment industry and you were no stranger to washed up, jaded, regularly drinking their weight in booze performers putting on a show off and on camera but Uramichi was the worst.
Needless to say, you were crazy about the man.
Today was Uramichi’s 32nd birthday and though he no doubt would prefer to ignore such a day all together, you couldn’t help yourself. This was the perfect time to do something to show your appreciation for Uramichi and not just as a gymnast oniisan. With any luck, he might not hate it. In fact, you were certain he was going to love what you chose to do.
After making up an excuse to get his attention, Uramichi dutifully trailed after you, grim faced and changed out of his costume. You intercepted him just as Usahara and a somewhat less enthusiastic Kumatani were going to usher their colleague to a bar for a night of begrudging celebration. As unlikely as it was that Uramichi would rather spend any evening doing more work, you thought he seemed a bit relieved to be taken away. 
“Sorry, this won’t take long.”
“It’s fine.” Uramichi assured you in the most unconvincing attempt you ever heard. “Your job is editing, right? What do you need me for?”
“I wanted to get your approval on a few things. I wanted to work in some parts of what you were saying to the kids before.”
“From the segment about labeling?” 
That particular sketch was meant to teach the children about putting their names on their school things. Doing this would help them keep track of their positions, as well as teach them about personal responsibility. It could even be a good chance to allow children to practice their spelling and penmanship. It all went about as well as it could have.
“The bit where you warned the children about adhering to the labels others will try to assign to you and how the pressures of society are designed to slowly crush any trace of individuality that doesn’t help them go with the flow was a bit long winded, but I think we can keep in bits and pieces.”
“You…want to keep it in?”
“I mean, it’s not a bad message.” You type in the passcode to the staff room. “The script is good, but you have a way of talking to kids so they can understand without talking down to them. Not everyone learns at the same pace; it helps when adults can get on a kid’s level. Most are too proud.”
“You,” Uramichi followed you into the room. “Are you saying I lack pride as an adult?”
“What? No.”
As you pull out a seat for Uramichi to use, his face says he doesn’t believe you. Seeing how despondent he is makes you want to call the whole thing off, but then you would have to come up with an excuse as to why you requested his presence in the first place. 
Anyone would be justified in feeling insulted at Uramichi’s knee jerk reaction to assume the worst; it’s hardly charming, but you get it. How much of Uramichi’s attitude is natural or something he uses like a shield is anyone’s guess. 
“I guess it makes sense. It’s not like we know each other that well. Besides, this is our first time speaking one on one and I had to lie to you.” 
Uramichi was glancing around the room; there wasn’t any projector or cameras or a computer. 
“Wait, so you don’t think I have any pride?”
“Hey, are you even listening to me?” You stare in disbelief. “I meant about looking over the footage. Hold on, I need to-”
“So then…was all that other stuff you said just to get me to come here?”
“No, it wasn’t. I’ve already got someone editing that segment anyway.” 
In the corner is an easel, like one of the props they use for presentations in the show. Instead of a whiteboard or a display of cartoon images, there’s a sheet covering up the project you’ve been working on just for today. 
“That’s good.”
“Huh?”
“I thought you were going to lecture me about being more professional so you didn’t have such a heavy workload. I’m sure most of your time is taken up erasing the evidence of my family unfriendly fits of despair. My bad.”
“Even hearing you apologize is bumming me out.” You sigh. “Listen, it’s not that much trouble. Besides, it’s really not my place to scold you or the other cast members.”
“Why not? You have to make up for our screw ups. Don’t tell me it can’t be stressful. You look tired just being here.”
“That’s not really something you should say to a woman. Well, anyone really.”
The blank stare widens as Uramichi realizes what he implied, but you cut him off. Things have gotten awkward enough without dragging on this conversation. Besides, you brought him here to cheer him up, if that’s even possible.
“I hope you like this. I made it for your birthday. Well, I put it together. The kids made it.”
You unveil the display with a smile, hoping you had this right and Uramichi wasn’t going to walk out. Or worse, put on his fake smile to spare your feelings. You prefer an honest reaction to your efforts.
“These are all the drawings kids have sent in for the past year. I got the idea to save them up and make a collage.”
The board is covered in crayon doodles, rough sketches, and messy paintings. There’s some postcards and pages ripped from coloring books. Almost all of them are of Uramichi-oniisan in various costumes, mainly his tracksuit: in some he’s frolicking with Kumao-kun or Usao-kun or holding hands with Utano and Iketeru. Some illustrations are of Uramichi surrounded by children or animals or just random scribbles. There’s also a decent amount featuring Kotori-san but you try not to think about that too hard. 
“I thought maybe we could show the board in a show, but I wanted you to see it first. We could keep it safe in the studio, if you don’t have room for it in your place. It’s your birthday present.” 
Uramichi stands up to get a closer look; he doesn’t look appalled and you choose to take this as a good sign. You step to the side, trying not to seem too nervous when he stands by your side; after a minute, Uramichi still hasn’t said anything. Even so, you’re feeling more worried by the second.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes.”
“Oh. Good.” You smile, but don’t feel too relieved. “You’re not just saying that, right? It’s okay, you can be honest. Is it too cheesy? Maybe I should have left out the ones with Kotori-san.”
“No.”
“No?”
“I hate that demon, but the kid’s probably worked hard to draw it. I don't mind so much. You said this took a year?”
“More or less. Uramichi, whatever you think, you’re appreciated. The kids see you do your best. It’s more than a lot of people bother to do. I figured you wouldn’t want a staff party, but everyone here sees it too. We’re glad to have you as our gymnast oniisan.”
Uramichi was still looking over the pictures. “You work a lot harder than I do.”
“I wouldn’t say that. Our jobs are just different.”
“But no one gives the behind the scenes crew much credit. I’ve never been especially considerate to your job before, but you spent a year making me a present?”
“I only collected the drawings. It only took a couple hours to actually put it together.” You replied. “Is this too much?”
“Yeah. I don’t deserve this.” Uramichi told you bluntly. “I don’t get it. Why did you do this?”
For a long time now, you’ve watched Uramichi drag himself through the day; as much as he professes going through the motions, you know that’s not exactly true. 
“The thing is, I wish I could do more. I want you to have a nice birthday.”
“I don’t like celebrating my birthday. It just reminds me that I’m a year older and I’ve wasted more time. Which is strange, since I don’t even know why I feel that way. I can’t even imagine what else I would be doing if I wasn’t an oniisan, so why do I feel like I’m wasting time at all? I can’t do this forever. I’m already 32, but I don’t have anything planned for when I get too old for Together with Maman. ’’
“You could probably still find work on another show. It doesn’t have to be physical. Unless you want to leave the industry for something else entirely. I bet you could do something with your physical education degree; you’ve had experience with children, then maybe you could work that into whatever you go for next.” 
“That…sounds like a lot to think about.”
You can’t help laughing a little at how defeated Uramichi looks just from the prospect of having to start over. It’s oddly cute, like a sad puppy being told they have to go to the vet.
“It is, but if you do it one step at a time, it won’t be so daunting. That’s why I like birthdays: I see them as a chance to, well,” You scratch your head. “It’s like, yes, I made it another year! It wasn’t easy, but I’m here and that’s enough. It’s something to celebrate.”
“Hey, you should be more careful with how you phrase things.”
“What did I say wrong?”
“You’re going to make me think you have feelings for me or something.” Uramichi chuckles dryly, turning his back on you to head toward the door. “If I was Usahara, I would take this as a proposal. But anyway, thanks. I can’t remember when someone tried so hard. I guess I should return the favor. I’m being emotionally blackmailed into going out tonight: if you want, you can join. Or not. Do you drink?”
“Yes, to both.”
“Both?”
“I wanted to tell you this now, before I start taking classes full time next month. Uramichi, I like you. I do, so,” You clear your throat. “Happy birthday. I hope you’ll still accept the poster. It’s more from the kids than me anyhow. I was going to bake you something, but I wasn’t even sure if you liked cake or-”
“You talk a lot. Hold on, I need a minute.”
Uramichi has his head in his hands; he looks pale and visibly disturbed. It seems like your confession wasn’t appreciated, but you could have guessed as much. Maybe you’re too different or maybe Uramichi just isn’t interested in dating.
You can respect that, no matter how much it hurts you. In hindsight, it would have been better to keep quiet or just wait until your time was done at the studio, but you naively assumed Uramichi might like hearing someone cared. Not everything comes with conditions or ulterior motives; sometimes the pay off is as straightforward as making someone else’s day a little easier to get through. 
“I’m sorry. I should go.” You make your way past him to the door. “I hope you enjoy your night!”
“Wa-wait don’t just leave! You can’t drop a bomb like that and just breeze past like-like-!” Uramichi stumbles to get to you before you rush outside. “You’re serious? Did Usahara put you up to this?”
“No.”
“Well, are you, like, sure? You didn’t mistake me for someone else?”
“You’re Uramichi Omota?”
“Yeah.”
“If this makes you uncomfortable, you really don’t have to worry, I never said anything to anyone else.”
“It’s not that. I’m just…processing. Do you really?”
“You know, maybe the next segment we do should be on active listening skills.” You cross your arms. “Uramichi, this isn’t rocket science. If you’re not interested, okay. I’ll live. I don’t mind being single, but I wouldn’t be bothering you with this if I wasn’t serious.”
Uramichi seems calmer, but no less baffled; it’s probably the most emotion you’ve ever seen him emote at once that wasn’t irritation or exhaustion. Surely he has had other girls confess to him before; you heard he was pretty popular in school. You don’t see why he’s having a hard time handling this one. 
“When I was drunk, I said I thought you were cute. I wouldn’t put it past that damn bunny to try to rope you into one of his pranks.”
You grin. “You did? When?”
“Come on, I’m embarrassed enough. I’m too old for this.”
“For what?”
“To act this way.” Uramichi sighs and drags a hand over his face. “I hate it. It’s like I’m back in high school or something. It’s awkward and I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Don’t you already feel that way?”
“That doesn’t help.”
“So then?” You shrug your shoulders. “Am I cute enough to date?”
To your surprise, Uramichi’s cheeks flush slightly; you wonder if your own nervousness is showing. Truly, adults pretend as much as kids do. 
“Is that offer for a drink still valid? Unless you don’t want me flirting with you in front of everyone.”
“No way.” Uramichi objects. “I don’t want to deal with that headache. Let’s not say anything until after you’re done working here.”
“Oh, now who’s making big plans for the future?” You can't resist a little more teasing. "I thought looking that far ahead was too much to handle?"
“That was when I didn’t have something to look forward to.”
Uramichi might not have meant it to sound like a line; he said it with the same bland, borderline monotone that he usually spoke with, but you feel butterflies all the same. 
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ct-cactus · 10 months
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I’ve been without ao3 for too long that I’ve resorted to using fanfiction.net again.
I refuse to stoop to the level of wattpad. Sixth grade me was not prepared. I will not make the same mistake again.
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geek-22 · 18 days
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A stupid reason the Saxons hated the vikings
The vikings and Danes washed once a week. They looked after their hair. They braided it.
This resulted in a lot of Saxon women sleeping with the Danes.
Which Saxon men did not like.
Because Saxon men had low grooming standards and were mangy.
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unpretty · 1 year
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justice for weedhorse, everyone go read, kudos, and comment on weedhorse
weedhorse is a cultural landmark and deserves the title of Most Popular Work
weedhorse69 taught me an important lesson about posting things to an anonymous imgur album to share, somehow thinking my link to it would be the only way anyone would find it
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fumifooms · 2 months
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Marchil March 2024!
A ship week event for the Dungeon Meshi pairing Marcille x Chilchuck! It will run from Monday the 18th to Sunday the 24th, in about a week.
The themes for the days are:
Explosion / healing
Fairytale / role swap au
Fashion / modern au
Hair / race or species swap au
Teasing / genderbend au
Gifts / date
Free prompt / food
You’re welcome and encouraged to put a twist on the prompts, pick either of them on any given day or mesh them both into the same piece, stick to them as much or as little as you want. For example, the race swap prompt mainly refers to elves, half-foots, etc, but you could just as well use it to draw them as cats if you’d like! There are essentially no rules, this isn’t inktober and there’s no pressure, feel also free to make things for it in advance rather than day to day. This is a ship week, but feel free to depict them in a platonic or queerplatonic way rather than romantic as well! This week is to celebrate them as a duo, and every work is welcomed: fanart, writing, edits, anything. Join the festivities!
Tag your posts for it "marchil march 2024"!
I’ll be hosting it on the @feedmarchil blog, I intend to reblog every piece made for the week there. Ty to Pupucachi for heavily inspiring the first ad card!
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greenthena · 6 days
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Self-Promo Sunday...
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Aziraphale Fell teaches English at Eden Midtown Academy. His new co-worker, Anthony Crowley, is a bit of a wild card, who doesn't mind ruffling a few feathers. Over the course of the school year, their friendship seems to be growing into something more.
That is until Aziraphale is offered a high-stakes job, overseeing state testing for the whole of the Massachusetts Department of Education.
They're in love, your honor. Possibly. Probably. It's complicated.
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nana-mizu-shiki · 3 months
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So this is just a prompt for a second chapter of the fic I just read called Lesson Learned By Blacksheeperton:
Ok, but I have the idea that Cass would come back and notice, but not know what to do. Tim tells Kon and he is PISSED because he understands what Tim is underreacting to, as well as how scared he is of the bats. Kon comes up with a safe word he will listen for for Tim because there is no way he will actually ever use the distress signal unless it was to make the bats believe he will. Tim and Kon end up hanging out as civies and one of the bats (like dick or Jason or something) see them and tries joining them out but Kon is like super protective/passive aggressive. And it keeps happening whenever they see Tim with his friends and they don't know why. Except Cass. Cass knows. Cass knows but doesn't know what to do. (Hold up I am rolling. And I am rolling fast here-) Jason ends up snapping at Tim's "friends" (Kon or Bart or smth) and asking what the he// is up when they're just trying to be nice to their little brother's "friends". Then they snap back. Saying about how Kon was right and Tim should've left them long ago for all the sh¡t they put him through. That Tim shouldn't have been so complacent when pretending he didn't know they want him dead. That they should've tried harder to help Tim realize that feeling unsafe and unwanted isn't something he should feel is a constant and will always be. That they should've helped him the first time one of the bats tried to ki// him. After the tower. After Bruce's disappearance. After the new Robin came. After they started giving him lessons like his bio parents. And just- the batfamily finding out just how truly little Tim thinks they care. How he feels he can never trust. That he never even considered that Bruce could ever think of him as one of his sons. And Tim... he just stands there like he knew all of this. Like it was normal. That he was only annoyed that the plan he was using wouldn't work now that they knew he knew. It's fine though. Tim always has contingencies for his contingencies. Even contingencies for those. It's fine. Red Robin will just work alone. Like Red Hood did. He'll take up Kon's offer lightly and let them help him while staying in Gotham. He'll deal with the Bats trying to ki// him just like he deals with everyone else who has tried. Make them think they win. Make them think he's fallen for the lies. Let them get close. Pull the rug from right under them. Although this time will be a little different -Gotham wouldn't survive without the Bat after all- there are many ways to pull the same trick. He's not just Red Robin After all. He's Timothy Jackson Drake. And he's played this game since he was a toddler. He'll let you get uno before stacking four +4 cards and winning with two red +2's. He'll trap you with the contraption you made. Let you hurt him before revealing everything you've done to those you cherish most. Turn you into a monster to everyone and yourself. Because well.... That's just how it works. How it always has. He Won't Lose. He's Learned His Lesson
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aucupariaart · 4 months
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As already teased: here is the first chapter of my friend @deuslexlmachina and my fanfiction! We did our best and there is a lot of passion in it.
Here Trafalgar D. Water Lami survives Flevance and by sheer luck finds a way to stay alive. She will witness some parts of the main story, but mostly has her own path and will meet many familiar characters.
The first chapter is just a teaser what's to come! We are very excited to post it and hope it will find the right people. :)
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echogekkos-writes · 2 months
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Hey all. As someone who has been recently come across a tricky issue.
Plagiarism is not okay. Even if it's inspiration.
First. If you are inspired by a fic and plan on your own take on the story, be sure to reach out to the author first. And im not talking about, say a movie re-imagining, au premise, or any other common template. I'm talking about the exact story an author wrote.
Even if it is hiatus, make sure its okay for you to take a stab at the story if the author isn't orphaned on ao3. Reach out. Talk to them. Discuss your inspiration and find a way to write it in your own words. Don't steal sentences from the fic you are inspired from and do not just change words around in a sentence.
That's plagiarism.
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justashana · 10 months
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Ao3 has been down for what seems like centuries. I can no longer function, my hands are clammy and sweaty, I feel feverish and I no longer have a sense of time........I've had to resort to Quotev........I don't know how to use Fanfiction.net and I hate wattpad. I no longer have my hurt/comfort found family tropes to help me when I am sad, no longer can I look at gay robots and their funky found family adventures and be happy.
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