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egguv · 2 months
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no reflection needed.
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uselesssubstrate · 6 months
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Blog notes:
As indicated, this is my corner to be slutty, so if that kind of content isn't for you, feel free to block
You can also block the tag (or search for) #sluttypuddles to filter (or find ;3 ) nsft content
Do not send me unsolicited nudes. Kinda disappointed I had to add this one in tbh
Okay update: don't send me unsolicited nudes or start conversations asking to fuck me. This is grade school stuff yall, get some manners
If you would like to have a discussion about interacting with me involving kink, feel free to message me and we can talk about it, but I will block if you just send me nudes or jump right into anything without prior discussion
Anyway, minors and bigots (yes, you too. Your little subsect of phobia isn't an exception) DNI.
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foggyparadisecandy · 3 months
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I know this is going to sound like I'm bragging or something. The truth is I focus on the negatives way more than the positives and I'm doing my best to recognize and respect my kinder side.
Hopefully it gives some of you who struggle with low self-esteem the motivation to make this shift too. I know how hard it is to see our positive attributes and positive impacts we have on others.
So take this as an example from my life, and see if you can find the things in your life that you can embrace to feel good about yourself.
This is kind of an example of the post I wrote last week about latching on to "real" affirmations to help boost self-esteem. Meaning that we should look at things that are based in the real world and real interactions to build around, as opposed to those statements like "I'm successful" "people like me" "I'm a winner" etc - that, for many of us, our minds will IMMEDIATELY reject because we truly don't see ourselves that way.
Those blanket statements of positivity, well-meaning as they are meant to be, actually end up reinforcing our negative images because our minds say "no ... we aren't that way ... we suck". (go dig up that post for more details - click the "on topic" tag and it's easy to find - UPDATE: Click here for the post).
Anyway ... lol ...
I'm pretty kind and open in my communication styles and do my best to be empathetic and caring. This extends to my work and the people I manage.
I won't go into details but one of my people is leaving our company to go to work for someone else in a few months. I've been working with this person for eight years and mentored and supported their advancement, doing my best to make sure they had everything they needed for success.
They wrote me a very sweet letter last week telling me how much I've meant to them and how I helped them build up their ego and self-esteem. I always made them feel included and important - valued and respected. She told me she and her husband both love me and appreciate everything we've done and how I have supported them both at work and in their personal challenges.
Fuck. NGL I'm so emotional these days, I cried reading that letter.
You never know how you touch other people by just being kind and respectful.
I've been blessed to get a lot of those unsolicited positive feedback messages over the last few months as I've reconnected with old friends. I need to remember these things next time I want to have a pity party or beat myself up.
I hope all of you can think of kindnesses and love you have put out in the world and remind yourself of the same.
I feel we are measured in life by what we put out there.
Be kind to others ... and ... this is the hard one for so many of us ... to yourself!!!
I've started to realize the depths and breadth of my kindness to others. And I've NEVER been kind to myself. Always a harsh word. Always a "why did I fuck up?"
I am changing ... slowly ... it's fucking hard. But I hope you take strength from my journey and see that it is possible. I'm no saint. I'm not some special person.
I'm just kind and caring and empathetic. I know a lot of you are the same. To others. Now flip it around and give some of that to yourself.
You deserve it.
My love to you.
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cosmic-space-god · 7 months
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Welcome Travelers of the Universe~🌟
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Welcome to my domain~💙
(Intro to my blog below read more)
Name: Refer to me as either Galaxy or "My God" if you feel so inclined. I will not demand any title from you this is optional.
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Polyamorous Pansexual (However, I usually refer to myself as gay or queer and nothing more)
Relationship Status: I AM HAPPILY TAKEN AND NOT LOOKING FOR NEW PARTNERS OR SUBMISSIVES. I am however a massive flirt, so flirt away. Just don't expect anything to actually come from it.
DNI: Minors, Bigots, or Creeps. Also Men DNI blogs (I'm literally a dude what are you doing here?)
You are allowed to interact no matter what you're into, I do not kink shame, however if you're going to be speaking to me or sending me asks do keep my kink list in mind. If you send me asks discussing a kink I personally have a hard limit for, I will simply delete it and not respond. Speaking of...
The Kink List (as a dom top only)
Knifeplay
Bloodplay
CNC
Ageplay
Incest Roleplay (I really like being called Daddy)
Kidnapping Roleplay
Scarification
D/S Dynamics
Pain Play
Impact Play
Orgasm Control
Chastity
Primal Play
Worship
Temperature Play
Sensation Play
Petplay
T4T
Leather
Bootblacking
Service Dynamics
Plushophilia
Somnophilia
Intox Kink (420 specific)
Bondage (Especially rope bondage)
Objectification
Free Use
Lingerie
Exhibitionism/Voyeurism
Latex
Piss play BUT IN LIMITED FORMATS
Erotic Hypnosis
Cannabalism
Rough body play
The Hard Limits (Do not try to engage me in these, I will not respond)
Scat
Extreme piss play
Intox kink (alcohol specific)
Being submissive or bottoming in ANY way
Vomit
Armpits
Feet
Needles
Feederism
Misgendering
Forced Feminization
Rough Body Play
Sissies
Findom stuff
Breathplay (I will do hand necklaces though)
Unsolicited Nudes
Brats and Bratting
Tickling
Sounding
Anyways, feel free to interact, send me asks, etc. Have a lovely timezone~
(This post may be updated as time goes on)
***Original Posts will be tagged with "Space God's Domain"***
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reilleclan-blog · 3 months
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I decided to "add a tip" on tumblr I don't expect anything but I was thinking maybe one day someone wanted to "bless" me but yeah. I'm still looking for financial assistance to move out and my mom recently lost her job. I'm trying to get affiliated on twitch as well anything helps.
Edit: so I started posting a bit on Reddit showing off some photos I've been liking of my own and someone wanted to give me advice. I don't mind advice but it was unsolicited and the advice they gave me seemed "unrelated" the one thing I'd say was related was my spacing with the shot I didn't need to show so much of the street in the back but I did, and I still thought it wasn't bad spacing. And then they said "what is the focus" I'd say it's obviously the car ? But idk. Again I don't mind advice but it felt unnecessary. I liked this shot even if it wasn't "the best" I have only been doing VP for 9months almost this is mostly for fun. Then they proceeded to tag a photo for reference and it looked like a photo I could easily replicate. Like I guess I wanted to do something a little different? Idk j keep repeating myself but I don't want to sound like an ass but then again their advice was so unwarranted. Im probably taking too much to heart but they are a good VP photographer it just made me feel like that was my only shot that was never good or something lol. As if I don't have other photos that were "good" . I'm just being fr
And I took it upon myself to scroll and see if they commented on anyone else's stuff in cyberpunk tag and they hadn't.. anyways they later on deleted their comment..idk bruh
Also I post a decent amount of pics of my V but doesn't seem ppl give a frick oh well, I say this cause when the 2.11 update dropped I took a ton of pics of him💀I took 200+ pics
Anyways take care
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dailyfanfix · 2 years
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Fic Rec VI: Assorodus
source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41239035
(This fic is still in progress.)
Note: This author requested for us to review their fic. So I’ll go into a little more detail on the review. The reason we don’t go into much detail for the reviews generally is because it’s not like the author asked us to do that, so we’re not gonna go on here and give unsolicited advice or anything. We’re simply here to show our support!
Pagiecake, though, specifically asked us to review Assorodus. While Mavis and I are definitely not professionals, we do have quite a bit of writing experience outside of fanfiction so we thought we’d give this story more effort as a way of showing the author our appreciation for supporting our blog!
I repeat, we are not professionals. So everything here is subjective and based on what we’ve been taught as writers. 
Author: @pagiecake (PagieCake on ao3)
Fandom: The Sandman 
Relationships: Morpheus/Reader
Point of View: First-Person
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Word Count: 19,638
Chapters: 6/10
Language: English
Tags by the Author: Angst, Slow Burn, Slow Romance, Slow Build, Tenderness, Platonic Relationships
Summary by the Author:
Assorodus meaning "silvery water".
Purpose may or may not exist, depending on our personal ideologies. The Endless know better though, they saw the entity prowling the lands before the beginning of history, and it was older than them. Not by much, a few eons maybe, arriving after the birth of the universe we know. For this being was strong and withered the coldness of the void until everything was created. First of Writers, the name it was given, for the inherent purpose of every breathing thing had to be formed in words. Whether we believe in it or not.
His body I recognise, I’ve seen him naked before, but now the stretch of his skin is strange, sickly, I can see his bones protruding from underneath as if trying to break through his pale flesh. I remember his complexion being fair, though not to this extent. Partly obscured by his jet-black hair, his eyes are two windows to fiery rage, so much so, that I sense he is not sure who I am yet, his swirling emotions rendering him blind. Pink lips barely moving, he slightly pulls them into a scowl, threatening me without the use of words. I know him, but at the same time not, not in this state. What have they done to him?
“Morpheus?”
What you can expect:
Very interesting plot. I’ve read a lot of Sandman fics since the TV show came out, and I can confidently say that this is one of the more unique and ambitious fics I’ve read. The tags say Tenderness, and there’s definitely quite a bit of that. It’s interesting, too, since it points to a much deeper story that I look forward to as the story gets updated.
Morpheus and Reader have known each other for a while, so you can expect there’s an air of mystery regarding their relationship—platonic or not. They’re kind of in that weird limbo phase and it annoys the heck out of me as slow-burn fics usually do HAHAHAH AUTHOR PLEASE CUT TO THE CHASE— *cough* anyway, back to Writer Mode™.
More subjective thoughts and minor spoilers under the cut.
(Masterlist)
Posted on September 9, 2022
Posted by Sophia
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Masterlist of the Chapters
Thoughts on Chapter 1
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pawfulsofmischief · 2 years
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Intro and Masterlist
Hallo, hallo!! I'm Nova, a pleasure to see you on my blog!! <33 I'm a Wolfstar addict, Belladora ship captain, Marylily/Dorlene admirer, Ao3 author, Dnd player and furry digital artist. I also post the occasional drabble here on tumblr when I get hit with inspiration but can't make the fic long enough (for me) to post on ao3.
My dm's are always open if you want to chat!! I mean about anything, really. Just chatting, questions about anything, etc etc. I love talking to people, but I'm real bad at reaching out first. My anons are also open if you want to send me anything <33 (If you send hate, I will simply use it as an exercise into descriptive writing of ways to say 'fuck you', but go off I guess.)
Anyway, here's my fics for those curious!
Ongoing Fics
They Never Expect the Squibs (TNES) Planned to be a long fic, 75k+ at least. squib!trans!Regulus and genderqueer!Sirius are the main POV's, and there's lots of queer stuff planned. Possible violence, but no explicit smut planned. Mentions of past trauma. Updates every other Friday (bar any life issues).
Sirius only remembers glimpses of a sister he once used to have when he was tiny before she vanished without a word. Regulus first remembers the dingy orphanage, which he was rescued from by a wonderful, accepting couple that raised him as their own. Imagine their surprise when the two meet years later, in the middle of a raging war that was getting quite out of hand. They look almost identical, they could almost be twins. How are they supposed to handle a surprise sibling reunion when the world is crumbling around them? And how are these muggles managing to survive Death Eater attacks, and even win the fights while they're at it?
Freak Like Me (FLM) Also planned to be a long fic, 50k+ words at least. trans!Sirius as the main POV, with bassist!Remus and werewolf!Regulus as major focuses. Also very queer. Wolfstar and Jegulus + other pairs. Explicit smut planned, as well as mentions of past trauma, addiction, etc. Updates alternating Fridays with TNES and CitF.
They're still young, barely in their twenties, and they want to have fun in a world that's a bit shite. When Marlene drags the group to an underground, magical concert, they don't know what they're getting themselves into. Music, werewolves, and rebellion flood Sirius's life all in the course of one night. A bassist with golden-amber eyes and tawny curls, a familiar grey eyed drummer he hasn't seen in years, and a singer with the most obnoxiously pink hair he's ever seen. What could this band possibly bring into his life that wouldn't be worth the way the bassist makes his stomach flip and breath hitch?
Corruption is the flesh that covers every bone. (CitF) Definitely look at the tags before reading this one. James's POV with the occasional POV from Sirius. A dark!Marauders fic that will be filled heavily with dark themes with this such as explicit violence. Rosekillerstarchaser and Wolfstar pairings with other background pairs. Also baby Harry and Teddy (adopted, not with Tonks)!!
In the midst of a war, with a baby on his hip and best friends at his side, James Potter begins uncovering a whole treasure trove of things he never could have imagined. Lies, deceit, slander, and more. Things about himself and Sirius and Peter that they should have realized with the kinds of pranks they pulled, and things about Lily that disgust him. Perhaps they really are more suited for the Dark side.
Kind-Of-Sort-Of-Dad-Uncles MixedUpWritersFest collab with @therealrjlupin!! Wrong number texting fic. PoV swaps between Sirius and Remus.
Remus is more than excited for his kind-of-sort-of-son-nephew to be born and attempts to text Peter the exciting news! Except, it isn't Peter that he texts, it's some stranger who he continues to text because, well, they're quite interest, if a bit egotistical. Sirius winds up getting an unsolicited “in active labour” text one evening from a random number. They find it quite amusing and decide to keep texting this curious stranger that has gotten them so invested in this child they don't even know! Perhaps taking a gift to them in the hospital would be nice if they're going to be updated more.
Oneshots/others below the cut
Oneshots
Beggin' 5.8k words. NSFW Belladora (Bellatrix/Pandora) fluff and smut. The first half is smut free, with a bit of cute toddler Luna before the smut begins~
Bellatrix has just finished 'taking care of' a group of Order members with Fenrir and has found some distressing news. She returns home to her partner Pandora and daughter Luna later that evening, and Pandora soon helps her to stop thinking about it for a while.
Hell's Welcoming 12.9k words. NSFW Priest!Remus just got dropped into hell and is welcomed by Devil!Sirius in a way that surprises both of them ;) Beginning of a series of stand alone one shots that build on each other
Remus has spent the last forty-some odd years as a wonderful priest, following his vows to the letter and working to help to make the world a better place. He believed he would walk through the pearly gates of Heaven when he finally met his end... Except that's not at all what happens. Rather, he wakes up and soon finds he's been dropped down to Hell without a second glance. Sirius has been doing their job as the Ruler of Hell extremely well for centuries. So they'd seen plenty of souls that would theoretically go to Heaven be dropped down to Hell simply because 'God' doesn't want them. None have ever been like the priest that landed on his desk one evening just after his death, though. Remus and Sirius come to realize this arrangement is perfectly alright with them, however.
Special Nights 9.8k words. NSFW trans!Sirius ends up in a weird mutual masturbation situation on accident with James and Remus... It works out very well in the end
Remus came back for sixth year hot and of course Sirius noticed it. He managed to get through the first week just fine, he distracted himself well enough to not indulge in fantasizing too much. Until they go to bed early, high off adrenaline from a good day of pranking and he just wants to sleep, but he also keeps imagining Remus. Then he hears a moan from somewhere else in the room. From James's bed, in fact. But that's just the beginning for our delightful Sirius.
Gender Adventure 3.6k words. trans!James helps gn!Sirius come to terms with who they really are and protects them when needed. Second part will come out... eventually :D
When Dorcas comes out as nonbinary in the beginning of fourth year, it kick starts Sirius's thoughts into his own gender identity. With the help of best mate James and his wonderful parents, as well as wonderfully accepting friends, Sirius starts the journey- or adventure, as one may call it- into figuring out what it all leads to.
Coffee and Tea 888 words. Real simple Harry and Draco bump into each other at a coffee shop.
Harry's there to just get his morning tea, like he does most days. He isn't, however, expecting to hear the one voice he'd never thought he'd hear again. After all, who would have expected to find Malfoy in a muggle cafe of all places?
A Very Sassy Potter
748 words. Possibility of more in the future. Harry is a sassy Slytherin and he talks back to Snape in the very first potions class of first year.
Harry has grown up not taking any shit, so when Snape comes at him trying to make him look stupid, Harry shows him he's far from it.
Love of a Mother 3k words. Molly Weasley focused, multiple pairings mentioned. Tells a story of how Molly protects all the kids she can through the war~
When Molly Weasley sees Vernon Dursley and how he treats Harry, she decides to take Harry instead. She gives him a home and family, and against Dumbledore's wishes, doesn't let him go back to a place such as the Dursleys. When Narcissa comes to Molly with a request, she takes Draco in with open arms. She gives him the kind of love Narcissa was never able to while around Lucius. Molly loves her children, she just wants them to be happy.
Yule Ball Confessions 3.7k words. Drarry fic with vague Pansmione. Pansy and Hermione are fed up and make the boys dance at the Yule ball together.
Harry takes Hermione to the Yule Ball, but he doesn't quite realize that she's up to something. In what seems to be a coordinated plan with Pansy Parkinson herself, Hermione manages to somehow convince Draco bloody Malfoy to 'teach' Harry to dance... Which somehow leads to something highly unexpected?
On hold/Being rewritten
Another Black Sheep 79k+ words. 5 chapters so far. Currently being rewritten very slowly to be more cohesive and shite. trans!OC + twins focused. It follows their time in school and beyond during the war. Regulus lives, as do Sirius, Remus, etc. This was the first fic I wrote after coming back from a long ass hiatus and jumping from Wattpad to Ao3.
Fox Black has always been a bit strange. Ever since he was little he stood out. Auburn hair, always playing in the mud, and quite loudly wondering why daddy was always so mean about blood status. Of course, he was also once known as Vulpecula Bellatrix Malfoy, eldest child and sole daughter of Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy. But he's always been trouble for the Malfoys, and that doesn't stop when he gets to Hogwarts. Instead, it gets worse, as on the very first train ride to Hogwarts, Fox meets a pair that became the most unlikeliest friends for a Malfoy: Fred and George Weasley.
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anomaly00-archive · 3 years
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WRITEBLR ETIQUETTE: A COMPENDIUM
– But not really, of course. That’s just to make it sound fancy. This is just a quick list of basic (and maybe not so basic) writeblr rules/etiquette compounded together by myself and other fellow writeblrs. While Tumblr as a whole is a hell-void for everyone to yell into, it’s a hell-void with standards. Please keep these things in mind when you are interacting with others in the writeblr community to create a pleasant environment for everyone involved.
– On Taglist
Taglists are a big part in generating interactions for your posts as it’s the quickest and easiest way to inform people interested in your wip “hey, look guys, I posted a cool thing and wanted to share.” However it is important to remember that taglists should always be opt-in only. As in, someone should explicitly say they want to be on your taglists before you add them. Also an important note: If you have multiple wips on tumblr, you cannot use the same taglist for all of them unless it is a general taglist. Not everyone is going to be interested in all of your wips; please be courteous to your fellow writeblrs and let them choose what content they want to enjoy. There are certain exceptions to this, however. When writing a wip intro you can tag mutuals who you know might be interested to signal boost, but it’s best to only do this once and with permission.
Please don’t abuse your taglist by using it at every little thing related to your wip. Try to keep it to major posts such as: OC introductions, excerpts, WIP updates/announcements, etc. While people do love hearing from you and viewing your content, endless tags can get annoying and will clog up people’s notifications.
A side note: There isn’t a foolproof way of getting people to be on your taglists, but going to people’s inboxes/dms and asking if they want to be in it is definitely not the right way. I would recommend posting an interest check instead to see who is interested. Interest checks are also great if you’re participating in an event and don’t want to spam people with a lot of posts.
– On General Tagging
Make sure to add appropriate tags when posting content. Add all the relevant content warnings, trigger warnings, NSFW and NSFR tags as needed. Nudity and sexual content-- no matter how tasteful-- should be tagged NSFW.
When wanting to interact with another person’s posts, pay attention to the OP’s tags! If they say DNI, do not reblog, etc, then don’t. Definitely do not tag their original work as inspo/prompt/etc. because that’s just plain rude. It can be seen as invalidating, or it diminishes their work as simply inspiration for other people to use instead of something that can stand on its own.
– On Self-Promotion
Accept the facts now: Tumblr clout is fake. However as writers, even if you are a simply doing this as a hobby, we still need to learn how to promote ourselves and our work if we want to gain interaction. The absolute best way to gain interaction– meaningful interaction– is to interact with other people. Tagging a whole bunch of writeblrs asking for a “follow for follow” is going to get you nowhere in the long run, and honestly, is just annoying. If you’re part of a writeblr discord, use that opportunity to make friends and generate meaningful interaction. Don’t just use it as a place to promote your work and just not interact with anyone.
– On Ask/Tag Games
Meet and Greet Monday, Worldbuilding Wednesday, Storyteller Saturday, etc. are fantastic ways to interact with fellow writeblrs and gives a great excuse to talk about details of your wip you normally wouldn’t get to share. Sending asks to other writeblrs is a great way to learn about their wips and to interact with them, but on the other hand, please try to send good or relevant asks. These ask games are as much a way to help writers develop their story as well as sharing fun tidbits. Try to do a little bit of research into a person’s wip before asking, if possible. If you don’t have any good/relevant questions, then it’s ok to skip a week.
If you reblog an ask game from someone, send them an ask as well! It’s quick, easy, polite, and will absolutely make their day.
In relation to tag games: don’t make chain posts. If you’re tagged in something, just make your own separate post. Adding to the OP’s post makes it so that every like, reblog, comment, etc. ends up clogging their notifications which is not fun.
– Miscellaneous
If you like someone’s post, consider reblogging it! Not only does it help other people see their post, it’ll make their day.
In the same vein, try to add something to their post. Whether it’s a reaction gif/pic, a comment, a simple “nice” in the tags, or keysmashing. Writers love hearing from people and it’s just extra incentive to work more. Unsolicited advice, however, is never welcome.
Respect people’s boundaries. Enough said.
If you’re posting a screencap of an excerpt, add a transcript, even if it’s under a “read more.” For graphics, it’s really up to you, but try to add an image description anyway.
Long posts should have a “read more”
Credit your graphic templates/psds
And, while this shouldn’t need to be said, don’t plagiarize.
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judgingskeletons · 3 years
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Welcome
Hello there, and welcome to this blog where I judge bones!! Feel free to send bones to me for judgement (you can do this via submissions, send links or pictures in asks or dms, or tag me on posts, whatever works for you!)
I won’t do judgements on original art posted by the artist on tumblr without their permission (to avoid giving unsolicited criticism), though you can still submit those as I am always happy to see bones and reblog art purely for the sake of sharing. This means I will do judgements on art that isn’t the original poster’s (preferably credited) eg images from books/games/tv, art from galleries or other websites, etc (please ask questions if this is not clear; if you’re unsure if a post fits the rules send it anyway and I’ll use my own discretion.) Bacially it’s fine so long as I’m not doing an unasked-for judgement on the artist’s own post.
You can send me your own real bones if you want (eg x-rays, MRIs; please no picture of wounds that bones are poking through, though). I won’t judge them ‘cause I’m not comfortable getting that personal, but I may well compliment you and make puns. Before you send x-rays or such please check there’s none of your personal information visible, I’ll check before I post it too though. I'll tag them "real people bones" if you want to filter it.
If I don't respond to replies it's because this is a side blog so I can't really respond unless I tag you in a reblog of the same post. Please know that even if I don't respond to your reply I Have seen it and I am greatly appreciative <3
If you’re wondering what bones I mean in my judgement here’s some labelled bones for reference!
Whole blog content warning for bones, skeletons, death (let me know if other things need tagging)
(updated 10th Nov 2022)
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m-jelly · 2 years
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Hi Jelly! I hope this isn’t unsolicited advice, I just wanted to share something that I learned recently and would have made my early days as a writer soooo much easier.
Since you have so many wonderful works (you’re a star honestly, tysm for all you do for the fandom), I figured it might be hard to keep track of them all or to update your master list. There is a shortcut (kinda) way writers can access all their works on their blog and that’s by tagging it with a special phrase like “jelly writes” or “jelly writes fic”. That way when you look up that specific tag on your blog, it pops up all the works tagged with it.
Sorry if this is boring lol, I just wanted to share the organization tip like the little nerd that I am xD i wish I had know it sooner lol but tumblr still confused me and I learn more every day
Anyway hope you have an amazing day!!!
Thank you for sharing!
I've kept my stories organised by lost of masterlists and have been very on top of it. Every time I post, it's added to a masterlist right away.
I'd love to do the # with jelly writes, but I think I have 755 posts before answering this. So, it might be a bit difficult for me to go through and tag them as that 🤣 I've just got too many.
I could dedicate a day adding the # but it would mean no updates from me on here and Ao3 for a day while I do it.
So, thank you again for the advice. I'll think about it and work out whether it's possible to achieve with 755 posts ....
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moonflower-31 · 3 years
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Pen Pals - Spencer Reid x Reader
Part 1
Ongoing(?) 
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader 
Warnings: None. Just some bullying. 
A/N: Okay, so, I couldn’t wait. I Won’t Forget You is still gonna have updates. But it might alternate with this series. Also, IDK if this should be a series. What do you guys think? Tags are open, just comment to be added. Let me know what you think. I hope you like it. 
Tags: @thatsonezesty13 
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“Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams” - William Butler Yeats  
The comfortable, acquainted silence of your family home was the only sound you heard as you sat down at your desk. You were graduating in less than 24 hours. And yet not a single friend had written to you. No congratulations, no graduation cards, not even a ‘how are u?’ text. No friend you’d ever made ever stayed anyway. 
Your mother always told you it was ‘their loss’ that they had lost you. Your father didn’t say much. He always just sat there stone-faced and let your mother do the talking. But he always made it known that his word was law in his house. 
School wasn’t exactly the best source of socialization. If you counted the unsolicited texts of guys pranking you by asking you out or resetting the clock on your phone so you’d be late for your next class. If that were true you’d be one of the popular kids with nothing else to do but smoke and drink and go to college parties. 
You sighed softly to yourself as you looked down at your soft, baby blue stationary. It was a gift from your aunt, who lived somewhere in Europe with a large library of ancient and historical texts she would make copies of and send to you when she got the chance. It was still unused. You had never really been one to write letters or resumes on paper. It was always digital. Texts got places way quicker than what the kids at school called ‘snail mail’. 
You took in a deep sigh and picked up a pencil, sharpening it ever so slightly to give it the satisfying sharp point. Then, when you finished stalling, you finally let the pencil graphite hit the first line, and you began to write. 
Dear Hello <3 
Hi, so, I hope this letter finds you well. I’m paying good money for the stamps so I should hope they get delivered to the right damn address. But anyway, you’re probably wondering who I even am. Well, my name is (Y/N) (L/N). I’m 23 years old. I’m about to graduate from college for biology. I got my doctorate this year. I’m hoping to go back for med school and become a neurologist. I wanna study human behavior, so I’m going to try and get my minor in that. 
A little bit about me, right? That’s what pen pals do? They share stuff with each other and hopefully become friends? I hope we do. No matter who you may be, Mr. Spencer Reid. Yeah, I had a bit of trouble spelling your name. I know it’s supposed to be simple but I’ve seen it spelled completely different. But anywho--(Who even uses ‘Anywho’ these days?) something about me… Well I like books? Lots of them. All kinds, really. You got the Divine Comedy in Italian? I’ll read it. I’m a huge history buff. Ask me anything about ancient cultures that lived in the entire east coast. I love reading their texts and learning how they lived. It’s crazy how far we’ve come from when humans first appeared. Can you even think of having to find a way to communicate without anything to base it off of? Other than maybe grunts and growls like other animals? Nothing in the workplace would ever get done! 
Well… I guess I’ll limit it to one thing about me per letter. The only other thing I think you’d probably like to know is I like poetry too. I’m leaving one of my favorites at the end of this letter by the way. 
Again, I hope you agree to be my pen pal or whatever this is. Also, as clarification, I only got your address because of this website I found that spat out your address when I asked for an available pen pal. So… if you don’t want to actually do this, you might wanna take your name down from Penpalsrus.com. 
Hope to hear from you!                                                                                 
(Y/N) (L/N) 
Once you finally finish, you find your once satisfyingly sharp pencil to be a nub of what it was and your hand to be aching. But you didn’t mind it. All you truly wanted to do was get this letter mailed to a Mr. Spencer Reid, someone you hoped would be your friend. It was pretty silly though. Asking what you assumed to be a man who didn’t even know you existed to talk to a college student. He probably had either a wife or husband and kids now. Your letter would be added to the junk mail pile. But at least you tried. 
“(Y/N)!!” 
You jumped slightly, grabbing the paper on your desk on instinct to fold it up and hide it under something so your parents wouldn’t see. They wanted you to focus on your schooling while you were still under their roof. The instant you went out instead of spending the night studying would be the day you’d be tossed out onto the street. Not that writing a letter would be that bad, it’s just that it would take away precious time worth studying with instead of replying to some random letter. 
You quickly folded the blue paper and slid it into the white envelope with the proper mailing address written neatly on the face side. You decided against licking the seal of the envelope and just folded it into the slot before hiding it under your small utensil filing cabinet. You let out a sigh as you heard your bedroom door knob turning, reminding you of the lack of privacy you had in your family home. 
“(Y/N), we brought back home some dinner. Come on down and eat sweetheart. Your father just got home from work.” Your mother reminded before letting your door stand open and began heading back downstairs. You sighed at the closeness that you had almost been caught. You hated hiding things from her especially. But she was glued to your father’s hip and whatever she heard went straight to your father. No matter how personal. Even when you told her about when you’d gotten your first period. 
You picked up the letter and put the stamp where it should be. You then slid the envelope into your back pocket, ready to take it out to the mailbox when your father inevitably asked you to go out and lock the chicken shed and mow the lawn as he did everyday.  
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Spencer kept checking his watch as he waited by the check in counter for his mother to come greet him as she had been doing the past few visits. The team had just finished a case in Las Vegas, so he wanted to come see her. Apparently the doctors had been saying she was doing better. She’d asked to see him in a multitude of her recent letters, so he decided he’d oblige. 
His foot tapped nervously against the tile as he looked around, a new book in his hands he wanted to give his mother. 
After a few more idle minutes of just listening to the surroundings of the facility, he began to tap against the book’s hard cover. He tapped the beginnings of Fur Elise as his eyes scanned the building for his mother’s frame and or her figure. 
He began recalling pi in his head as he waited, trying to pass the time. He managed to reach at least 975 digits in when he heard one of the nurses call for him. 
“Dr. Reid? She’s ready to see you.” A tall and dark-haired male nurse called. Spencer adjusted his messenger bag and nodded as he made his way into the main common room. He walked into the well-lit room and very easily found his mother talking with another patient. 
“I never thought it would work, Gladys. I mean, I put his name in there years ago I think. Yet no letter ever came. Why now?” Diana spoke to the woman on her right. The woman seemed to be too busy in her macrame to listen to what his mother had been talking about. 
Spencer approached and made his way to his mother’s side, waving to her in greeting. She smiled as she saw him, something mischievous behind her eyes. “Spencer you’re not going to believe this.” She says, pulling a letter from the coffee table in front of her. 
Spencer raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “Well good morning to you too mom.” He smiled at her as he took a seat to her left. “What’s so unique about that letter that I won’t believe?” he asks with his smile turning to a half smirk. 
Diana smiled at Spencer before she turned it over and handed it to him. “It’s for you. It got delivered at our old apartment a few days ago. I forgot that when you were younger, I think I put your name in some pen pal system. They’d send your address to someone, and they’d mail you a letter. Since you never got one I thought I’d just lost 5$ and shrugged it off. But I guess our address got lost in the system for over a decade. Maybe while they shifted everything to virtual.” Diana expressed delightfully, scoffing at her last sentence. 
Spencer sighed as he was handed the letter. It seemed like something his mother would have done as he was growing up. She had been worried about his lack of friends. But this was probably some 6 year old who had to do this for a project or something. He didn’t need all of that childish writing to decipher while he had to decipher serial killer’s messages. 
“Mom… I thank you for the opportunity, but don’t you think I’m a little old, for a pen pal? This is probably a small child, who can barely recite their multiplication tables.” Spencer explained slowly, trying not to offend his mother for trying to do what any mother would to help their son. 
Diana shook her head. “That’s what you’d think, but I had one of my nurses look her up. She’s 23 and she’s in college. Just finished her doctorate for biology. IQ of 147. I think you both would get along great. You just turned 28. Maybe you should start looking into girls. Or men. I don’t really care which.” Diana raised a mischievous eyebrow as she nudged Spencer’s arm. 
Spencer couldn’t help but blush as his mother brought up dating. He hadn’t even considered the idea for a few years, not since he met Lyla and even then, dating wasn’t really in the cards for him. 
“Mom… she doesn’t even know I exist-” Spencer was trying to think of some way to let his mother down easy. He didn’t care if this woman was 5 years younger than him or that she wasn't a 6 year old obsessed with some mindless colorful cartoon. He had a job to do. And it didn’t involve him writing to a random stranger who didn’t mean anything to him. 
“Spencer, please. Just try it. Write her back a letter telling her you don’t wanna be her pen pal at least so you don’t keep her hopes up.” Diana pleaded, putting a hand on her son’s shoulder. “At least read it for god’s sake.” 
Spencer sighed at the interruption, but he didn’t argue. If his mother was pushing something this much, it had to be worth it to try. He looked at the return address scrawled on the left corner of the envelope. The handwriting was unique, giving him an idea of what he’d be met with when he opened it. The name written was a printed (Y/N) (L/N).  
He flipped the letter and opened the envelope carefully. He was surprised to find it unsealed. He found it slightly amusing for someone to be so annoyed with the stale taste of the envelope seal that they’d instead choose to stuff it into the envelope itself. 
He pulled the flap back and pulled out a folded letter on light blue stationary. He tilted his head in interest, unfolding the paper and beginning to read the very light handwriting that was on each line. Just from observing the handwriting he could tell she was nervous of something, perhaps someone. He could also tell that the writer was unable to fulfill her social need due to the bullying she received. Not only did the text say this, but the way the graphite was pushed into the paper was a key indicator. 
As his eyes finished the letter in half a second, he decided to read it over a bit slower so maybe he could analyze it just a bit more. He finally pulled the letter away from his face after a few more minutes, thoroughly convinced you truly weren’t a six year old trying to get an A. 
“So?” Diana asked, her head tilted slightly towards her son and her body angled there as well. 
“Well I’ll have to reply when I get back to Quantico. I don’t want to take up my time with you, but… I think it might be nice, having someone I can talk to.” Spencer conceded, sighing softly as he gave into his mother’s wishes. It couldn’t be that bad. He’d just have an extra letter to write each week. To a miss (Y/N) (L/N). 
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Spencer’s shoulder loosened and his body untensed as he dropped his go-bag onto his couch, deciding to deal with it in the morning. He yawns softly, grateful for his day off in the morning. He hobbled through the apartment to his bathroom, groggily grabbing his toothbrush. He then began idly brushing his teeth as he tried not to give into sleep. 
He let his mind wander. He thought about the case, the details he hadn’t forgotten. He thought about the team and the endless outings they invited him to. He thought about his mother, and how she’d obsessed over the recent book she’d finished. Then his mind traveled to the letter. The blue stationary with the quaintest of handwriting. The name that was printed on the top upper left of the envelope he had put into his messenger bag without a second thought. 
He spat into the sink and faced his own reflection as he recalled what his mother had asked him to do. He breathed in and out tiredly, before he wiped his face and exited the bathroom. He wandered back into the living room and pulled out the envelope. He carried it back into his room and put it in his nightstand before he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. 
Hello, 
You don’t have to worry, I found it alright. However my address has changed since my mother put my name in this system. It’s pleasant to know I’m not talking to a child. At the very least an uneducated child. Though I’m sure you are not that. Given the doctorate in biology at 23. 
Also, I am not a Mr. I’m usually addressed as Dr. Spencer Reid. I have an IQ of 187 and have three PHDs and three BAs. One of which happens to be biology. Perhaps I can help you. It will be good practice. 
I like to read as well. I have piles of books lying around my apartment. I’ve read them all at least 10 times. I can read 22,000 words per minute, so it’s honestly not that much of a feat for me. However, I do enjoy reading the classics. I usually prefer them to the more modern written works. My favorite seems to be Sir Arthur Doyle. Have you heard of him? Reading in another language adds an extra layer of difficulty. I may need to try that myself. 
History is a fascinating topic, especially when delving into human behavior. Deciphering the scientific reasons behind why we make the choices we do and how we got to this point. It is quite interesting. I study human behavior on a daily basis. It’s my job. Do you work? Or are you focusing on schooling?  
I hope to hear back from you, (Y/N). Perhaps I can suggest a book or two to you, if you haven’t read them already. I’ll include a list at the end of my closing that you should look into. 
Regards, 
Dr. Spencer Reid
  Spencer folded the letter up and slid it into the envelope, deciding to place it into the mailbox in the morning once he’d gotten enough sleep. He got up from his desk and climbed into bed. As he began to try to doze off, he recalled the snippet of a poem that had been printed at the end of (Y/N)’s letter. 
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
            Only this and nothing more.”
  Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
            Nameless here for evermore. 
-Edgar Allan Poe
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On DMing fic writers asking ‘when will there be an update??’
hello, there! 
you likely have been sent this post by a fic writer who received a message from you recently asking ‘when will there be an update?’ to one of their works in progress. isn’t it so wonderful that we have fic writers? I think this tweet pretty much sums up my general feelings on it, and I used this tweet as the image on the title page of my master’s dissertation, which I wrote about fanfiction!
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anyways, you might be wondering why you were sent this post. well, friend, here’s the thing. fandom is a gift-giving community, and there are a lot of ways that we maintain that gift-giving ethos. this graph here might help you visualize it:
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to walk you through it: 
all fic relies on writers who write it and readers who read it. 
but even further out, readers participate in fandom by leaving these reviews or making fanart or partaking in reading groups, and readers rely on Tumblr meta to understand the niche in-group references that make fic so much fun to read. 
writers rely on Tumblr meta and prompts and fanart for inspiration, they rely on betas for support and suggestions. and they rely on kudos and shares and reviews and comments from fans to keep their spirits up. because fanfiction is made for free, but not for nothing! 
and even beyond writer-to-reader interaction, all of fandom is underwritten by something called ‘community gifts’ that we all benefit from, like AO3 tag wranglers and volunteers, donations, and even large-scale events like conventions (in the before time when more than 2 people in a room wasn’t a hazard!) those community gifts aren’t made with any one person in mind, because it would be a little silly to build an archive just for one person.
you might be wondering, ‘how does my simple lil ask fit into all of this?’ you might have noticed that I didn’t actually include nudgy ‘update?’ questions in my graph because, frankly, I don’t think those types of questions are a part of the gift-giving ethos of fandom. I wrote a post about why unsolicited feedback also doesn’t fit into this ethic, and I feel pretty similarly about Nudge McNudges. there isn’t really a place in fandom for us, as readers, as the primary recipients of the gift of fic, to turn around to the writers and fuss about when their next update will be. we can support and encourage through our screen with comments, we can connect with writers in community groups like Discord, we can even build relationships with fandom friends and become betas or writers ourselves, bringing us even closer to fic production (how exciting!). but fic writers are not beholden to a schedule, and they are not even beholden to our expectations to deliver on a story. 
fic writers write in their own time, for their pleasure as much as ours, and to be along for the ride from the very beginning (or whenever you hop onto a WIP) is a very special gift. we get to experience in real time how a story and a writer develop, two observations that are not easy to track with traditionally-published books by traditionally-published authors, who publish more infrequently and on less interactive platforms. we can cheer for them the entire journey. 
so, friend, thank you for your interest and investment in that WIP. waiting-in-pain is tough, but the surprise of an update sliding into your inbox some sunny day not too long from now thrills us far more than anxiously awaiting a predetermined date. and a joyous ‘thank you for all your work on this story!’ in a fic writer’s ask box thrills them far more than opening their notifications to yet another ‘update?’ 
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lynnes-recs · 3 years
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by @becassine​
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Chapters: 10/17 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Pepper Potts, Rebecca Barnes Proctor, Clint Barton, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Maria Hill, George Barnes (Marvel), Winifred Barnes Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Shrunkyclunks, Slow Burn, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Captain America Steve Rogers, Engineer Bucky Barnes, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Angst, Humor, Happy Ending, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Steve Rogers, Omega Bucky Barnes, Getting Together, First Kiss, Bucky Barnes Feels, Sibling Banter, Rebecca Barnes Is a Good Bro, sugar Daddy vibes, Human Disaster Bucky Barnes, Suit Fittings Turn Sexy, Bucky's Internal Monologuing, Idiots in Love, Past Sharon Carter/Steve Rogers, Past Bucky Barnes/Brock Rumlow, Hugs, Protective Steve Rogers, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Family Shenanigans, Kissing, Sleepovers, Cliffhangers, Injury, Hurt/Comfort, Scenting, THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED, Christmas Presents, Christmas Fluff, Accidental Stimulation, Wet Dream, Accidental Orgasm Summary:
Bucky is having a bad day. He's late for his first day working for SI, he's pretty sure Tony Stark is going to fire him, and he's having a terrible hair day.
Things start to change once he meets Steve Rogers in an elevator.
AKA the Fake Dating A/B/O that nobody asked for.
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(Chapter 1 only, to avoid spoilers)
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Okay so I FINALLY locked myself in a room without the distraction of my laptop so I could read this story for the first time in full (I started three different times and got so mad at myself for getting distracted that I put it down because I wanted to devote my entire attention to it) ANYWAYS. Holy shite am I hooked!
- 'Like the receptionist said, there has to be somebody around to help him, right?' -my face: *mmmhmmmmm i'm sure bucky with find /somebody/...... who could it be??*
- “Are you okay?” OMGGGG the fact that Steve smelled him and that’s his first reaction? Precious sweetheart (and also protective alpha steve vibes always hit me in the pants)
- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH JACKET GIVING I audibly gasped and got up to walk in a circle with a dorky smile on my face
- “will he be blasé about seeing the Black Widow next?” lmao you KNOW that he is. i laughed out loud.
- I love the cracked phone scene. Idk, just the way you wrote it made me hear the crack in my head, and then I love Tony's INSTANTANEOUS "J, replace that?" lol
- “Will the ceiling talk to me? I didn’t know if it was something I was supposed to know.” LMFAO this is so adorable! I love this Bucky
- Oh daMN STEVE ROGERS WITH THE *GAME* “I figured you’re too cold to give it to me tonight so I should probably get your number” BOOM
- “Tony wouldn’t mess with our safety” This made me ‘awwwww’
I had this bookmarked before I even read it because I knew I would be looking for updates. So excited! Congrats on the FANTASTIC start!
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ok not to turn my blog into whine central but applying to law school is so fuckin stressful, and none of it is helped by every person i’ve ever met giving me unsolicited, conflicting advice. like if you went to law school 50 years ago when getting into uoft required a 158 on the lsat i don’t wanna hear from you. and if you’re applying to schools in the states and think that the systems are the same i also don’t wanna hear from you. and if you’re this one complete dickhead i know who keeps tagging me in the group chat to tell me about how much smarter than me you are i really, really would rather pull out all my own teeth than hear from you.
it’s also frustrating because you end sinking so much time and effort into all these “apply to law school specific” things and so no one can relate. like try explaining how you’ve gotten better at the logic games section on the lsat to someone and watch their eyes immediately glaze over because it’s fucking boring.
anyway so now i’m sitting and waiting for my lsat score, except when i was doing my writing section i accidentally broke 2 of their stupid rules because they don’t prompt you to do them, so i’ve waited over a week to see if my sample is going to go through or get thrown out, and i’m still waiting. and until it gets approved i can’t see my actual score. and i don’t know what happens if they throw out my writing sample, if i get a chance to do it again and just have to wait 50 years for my test results or they throw out the whole test and i have to pay them another couple hundred dollars, take the test again, and maybe bash my head against a wall a few times for good measure.
also, i’m waiting for a professor i asked to be a reference to get back to me. and i totally get she has like, an actual job she gets paid for, and that she has every right to say no if that’s what she’s gonna do, but it’s really not helping my current stress levels. also, for the prof who said yes, i need to send her my cv (needs to be updated) and my personal statement (idk what i’m even gonna send her considering every school gives you a different fucking prompt and super different lengths).
also, everyone i’ve ever MET has decided that they get to have an opinion about whether i’m selling out or just doing what my parents want or whatever i’ll actually end up miserable in 10 years. if one more person sends me that crazy ex girlfriend song i am actually gonna lose my shit. i really just don’t need the extra pressure of everyone i know telling me what to do with my life.
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hypermoyashi · 5 years
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Dear MXTX fandom,
Generally speaking, I have a wonderful time with you, and I hope to continue to enjoy being a part of you. However, I noticed that a small portion of the fandom doesn’t seem to be the best at leaving comments on fics, to the point where I know several authors who no longer want to write for a particular book or ship because of the general tone of feedback from those fans. So, I’ve made a helpful guide on the safest way to engage with authors. And granted, every writer is different, and some are more sensitive than others, but unless you know the author personally you may not want to assume anything and play on the safe side by just being polite.
But anyway, to the guide!
Leave a comment!! Yes, this may seem simple and inconsequential, but most authors are much more likely to write more when their readers actively talk with them about what they wrote. Engaging with the author on their social media platforms is also nice!! You may think the author is getting showered with attention for writing things, but most fic writers don’t actually receive all that much from their readers. Trust me, unless they’re super popular (and even then I’m sure popular writers still love this) they’re going to appreciate every nice ask or tweet or private message. 
Don’t demand updates or ask when the next update is. Some authors find it stressful to feel pressured into writing the next update, and it may result in lower engagement and a less motivation on the author’s part to continue the story if they get comments that stress them out or discourage them.
Similarly, don’t give criticism unless the author asks for it. If you see a typo, maybe don’t mention it unless an author’s note specifically asks to point out mistakes. If there was something you didn’t like about the fic, don't say anything in the comments (also you may want to be careful about where you post criticisms of fics; authors do tend to run into stuff about their fics when it’s posted in public places. This includes public discord servers and similar fandom spaces) unless the writer specifically asked for constructive criticism in their notes. Even when giving out constructive criticism when the author asks for it, make sure it’s actually constructive. Things like “well first off you need to scrap everything and start over” or “I don’t like your OCs” or just listing problems without potential ways of fixing said problems isn’t terribly helpful. A general rule of thumb is that if you see a problem but can’t think of at least 2-3 ways of fixing it to suggest, then maybe don’t comment on it even if the author is asking for constructive criticism.
If you have a particular headcanon or ship that you do not like and it is tagged for, but you read the fic anyway, you have lost all rights to complain to the author about it. You probably shouldn’t be complaining anyway, because that might technically count as unsolicited criticism, but just don’t read fics that aren’t to your personal preference. Writers aren’t there to cater to your every whim/preference, and maybe don’t put yourself through the emotional strain of reading something you don’t like if it bothers you to the point that you feel the need to tell the author about it.
Please try not to compare one person’s fic to another. While you may have one you like more, each fic will have its own merits and each author has most likely put a lot of effort and heart into their own fics.
Remember that authors can see what you write in your bookmarks on ao3!! Adding tags when you bookmark stuff and leaving nice messages is a good way to give the writer a little bit of bonus feedback, but also following the rules above for any messages left in bookmarks would probably be a smart idea.
Remember that every writer is different. The above rules are just general guidelines to keep from potentially discouraging an author, because you’ll have no way of knowing how sensitive or not sensitive that fic writer is until you’ve interacted with them more. Some authors might be cool with things other authors aren’t.
That being said, don’t be afraid of interacting with fic authors at all. Yes, you should try to be nice and polite, but as long as you’re friendly and don’t create a stressful environment for the writer, the writer is going to appreciate any and all feedback on their fic, even if it’s just incoherent screaming or emojis! Anything that shows that people are actively enjoying the fic is very, very appreciated. 
Not all of it does, but a good bit of this applies to artists, too!!!
Anyway, thank you for reading and listening. Please feel free to post any additions or things I may have left out, especially if any artists would like to do a general guide for how to encourage artists. I hope everyone has a lovely fandom experience!
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