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Fanfiction.net watching me use it for longer than I have in multiple years because AO3 is down
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lalutosmoonchild · 10 months
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frankencanon · 8 months
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This includes ALL fanfic writers!
Only written one fic? Never finished a fic? Written fic, but never published it?
This poll includes you!
Update:
By my (very rough) math... If we just focus on writers who definitively voted female, male, or non-binary, the percentages are as follows:
Female: 58.9%
Male: 10.0%
Non-binary: 31.1%
(All have been rounded to the first decimal place.)
Fascinating! I wonder why so few men write fanfic...? And so many women! Meanwhile non-binary folk are somewhere in the middle...
Considering that non-binary people tend to be considered the minority, it's really interesting that there are three times as many non-binary fic writers as there are male...
Now, I wonder if there's a way to find out why...?
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starrykat-z · 10 months
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LAST UPDATE: AO3 IS BACK!!
Everyone is aware that AO3 is currently down, I hope. Heres some stuff you should know.
The people that are attacking AO3 are a group of hackers known as "Anonymous Sudan". The group, however, is possibly a group of Russian hackers, not middle eastern. Their reason for attacking is due to the NSFW and LGBTQ content on the site.
The Archive staff are likely fighting off the attacks. However, they need the users to cooperate in order for the site to be operable once more.
Please, do NOT get on the AO3 site. Don't attempt to use it UNTIL the site is fully functional.
This is to prevent the servers from going under too much stress and making it easier for the staff to bring the site back up.
Besides, you can't really do anything when its down.
Yes, yes, fanfics are to fandom like energon to a transformer, but we can pull through. In the meantime, you can still use other places to read your lorax/onceler fluff. They may not be as good as AO3, but they exist if you're desperate enough. Wattpad, fanfiction.net, even Tumblr has fanfics!!
stay strong, we pull through like the authors that update 10 years later ✌️
URGENT EDIT: THE HACKERS HAVE PUT A DNS ATTACK. DON’T SEARCH FOR THE SITE. DELETE YOUR TABS. STAY OFF THE SITE UNTIL THE PROBLEM HAS RESOLVED FULLY.
The DNS attack makes it to where if you search the site or interact with it AT ALL, it will send you to a malicious website where your personal data may be extracted. Like said, DO NOT INTERACT. DO NOT SEARCH UP. DELETE YOUR TABS.
additional updates: The hackers are attempting to make AO3 pay a ransom of 30,000 Bitcoin.
Stay safe, if ao3 writers can survive crippling disasters, you can survive a few days without AO3. You may begin the overthrowing of the government if it’s down for more than a week. You can start going feral if it’s more than a week.
LAST AND FINAL UPDATE!!!
AO3 is back!!
I REPEAT, AO3 IS BACK!!
ALL HAIL FANFICTION
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ineffable-ezra · 18 days
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COMMENT ON FANFICTION!!!!! I'M AN AO3 AUTHOR, AND COMMENTS ARE MY LIFEBLOOD. When I get a comment, it make my entire week. Because that's roughly how often I get them: Once a week. If I'm lucky. I comment a lot on other people's fics, so most of my inbox notifs are 'thank you's from authors (which i also appreciate) which just go to show how much comments are wanted. You can even just leave a heart emoji or a "very nice". Or, you can write three paragraphs about how you would replace your lungs with this fic, several lines you like from it, and all your thoughts about our work. If you enjoyed a fic, leave kudos, AND a comment. I DONT CARE HOW OLD THE FIC IS.
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thefoxesraven · 8 days
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You Promised
All for the Game - Nora Sakavic
No Archive Warnings Apply, Seth Gordon, Seth Gordon's Brother, Jackson Gordon, Gordon Brother OC, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Angst, Grief/Mourning, Anger, Brotherly Angst, Implied/Referenced Suicide Attempt
Jackson Gordon is the youngest son out of seven, six years younger then the brother who actually took care of him and made him feel wanted. Six years younger then the brother who found him after he made one of the most stupid decisions he'd ever make. Six years younger then the brother that promised he'd get clean and stop doing drugs if he just got the help he needed for his mental health. Six years younger then the brother who broke the promise that got Jackson the help he needed and saved his life. It's what would of been Seth's 25th birthday. Jackson has a lot of anger and resentment for the brother that saved him and then threw his life away breaking a promise he clearly didn't actually care about.
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themoonwithoutmoths · 5 months
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alr gang i need fic recs- OR BOOK RECS. fics mostly tho bc i am broke :’)
explicit is fine but it’s gotta have PLOT please. i am desperate for a very plot heavy read.
i am in a shit ton of fandoms so i’ll post them in the tags.
would be cool if it’s longer than 30k words. i also operate mainly off of ao3.
im fine with most ships as long as it’s not p3do/1nc3st or anything non-consensual (or breaks a boundary of any type)
NO MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
graphic depictions of violence is fine however (also no non-con)
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drelizabethgreene · 4 months
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I just finished my first ever 100,000 word fanfic! If you’re looking for some reading material over Christmas that is angsty but hopeful, I hope you’ll consider jumping in! As always, would love your feedback if you have any. :)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48562348/chapters/122495539
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lucielmars · 4 months
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First night of my Christmas holidays and ao3 is down ?
Why don't ya just rip my heart from my chest ?
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kdemonart · 2 years
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This is for the fic Hero in the Bad to the Bone series by Gallifrey101 on Archive!!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/42339318/chapters/106566759
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skyemore · 10 months
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The archive is not archiving right now
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lalutosmoonchild · 3 months
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The Rookie & Castle AU
Imagine John Nolan secretly being Richard Castle, who either divorced Beckett or they didn’t get together at all, leaving New York to live a second Life.
Instead of Ben the House belongs to him, its one of the many Properties he has around the Country.
He doesn’t tell that to Lucy and Jackson though, he already feels like an outsider, no need for them to know he's a millionaire too.
Lucy and Jackson are mad suspicious, because their new friend, who allegedly has money Problems because of a failing Business always, without fail, treats them with food and coffee and presents.
Lucy is not so secretly a fan of his books and often rambles bout them - while Jackson is not interested at all Nolan always seems to know the whole entire plot of any Rick Castle book. They chalk it up to him being a fanboy for an author.
Gray and Captain Andersson know, thats why Wade doesn’t like him in the beginning, he thinks it's just another hobby for the famous writer who already worked with the NYPD for a long time.
It all comes to an end when a case reunites Castle/Nolan with his former family of the NYPD. All of midwilshire is surprised when their neueste officer suddenly gets hugged (and/or slapped) by two male detectives who just arrived in LA while another female detective watches nearby with a smile.
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ghost-in-the-corner · 10 months
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Hey fellow authors! Anyone who's ever posted on Ao3! If not already, you need to save your work. Back it up somehow. The second you see Ao3 go back online, download everything you've written. Do it however you can as fast as you can. Cause if the site ends up going dark for a while, it's possible that you'll lose everything you've written.
Save your works.
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casualoddities · 4 months
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To keep my brain inspired I'm going to post the first section of my Anne of Green Gables/His Dark Materials fanfic. Hopefully if folk are interested I'll post it on Archive soon!
Work by me - Do not repost to another site.
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Matron Julienne had been the head of Hopeton Asylum for nearly a decade. Countless children had come and gone, being taken in by families or ageing out and leaving to take on whatever work they could find. Little surprised her by now and few children made a lasting impression. They reached back in the years in a shifting blur of subdued voices, cringing shoulders and lowered chins; their daemons shifting in an endless array of tiny, harmless and colourless creatures.
That was until Anne.
Anne…was a curiosity. Like some of the brighter children that came to Hopeton her daemon shifted from form to form in a bright flicker of Dust. The difference was in the sheer speed and variety that the little daemon took. A bright finch during Sunday School that trilled prettily along with the hymns. A loping hound during outdoor recreation. A tiny squirrel with a vibrantly red and bushy tail and a soft downy grey brush rabbit during sleep.
Matron Julienne could hear Anne before she laid eyes on the girl. That was common; the well intentioned doctrine of children being seen and not heard fell on deaf ears when it came to Anne.
“Oh Katie-Maurice! I saw the loveliest rainbow today. It was just after the rain shower and it was such a wondrous fracture of colours that I stayed for so long to drink in the splendour.” Anne had at that and she had missed the call in time because of it. Now Julienne understood Anne’s mild reaction to the scolding she had been given for her absent mindedness. Though she had to admit a sneaking sympathy of taking time to enjoy the beauty God shared with the world.
Seeing the girl quietly chatter away with her wavering reflection gave the Matron a disquieting sense of understanding of all lonely children and the ways they found to invent companionship. Anne wasn’t the first to create a companion out of nothing, an imaginary friend, their own shadow, or their own daemon. One canny lad had made tiny wooden figures of mice and badgers and carried them like talismans until he left the Asylum.
Anne was different in the way she was so enthralled in speaking to her reflection in the window, in a mirror or even in a puddle on the grounds. Her daemon always shifted so fluidly along with her recollections and moods that was beyond her age and it had been a factor in the girl being passed over for younger children whose daemons were pretty and conventional shapes of birds, cats or pups instead of wildly plumaged birds and graceful butterflies.
Anne had finally paused long enough for the Matron to clear her throat gently. The girl jumped and guiltily flushed. To her credit kept her one sided conversation quiet this whole time and none of the other children had been woken up.
“It’s high time you were in bed.” Julienne’s voice was soft and low with the careful touch of firmness and had to be used lightly with Anne when bringing her back to earth. Care had to be taken to reign her in and not crush her fluttering spirit.
Now that Anne took a breath from her chatter, she half caught a yawn before letting it slip out in a ladylike way. Julienne herded Anne to her cot, stepping silently between the rows of sleeping children. They had to get the latest batch of cots out from storage. Soon they would have to reach out again to donors and the church for supplies, bedding and some fabric beyond that awful wincey.
Anne’s daemon shifted fluidly into a fluffy grey cat blinking bright golden eyes before curling into a ball at her feet.
“Matron?”Anne wasn’t a hesitant girl; over the close to four months of living in an overcrowded asylum would have cured even the most shy child of waiting too long.
“Yes, child?” Julienne was tired and knew better to sometimes indulge children in talk but occasionally it did them good to confess or share something burdening their hearts. She wasn’t used to being stumped by most questions, less so by the way they were delivered.
“Do you think that if you wish on enough stars and dandelion seeds that your fondest wish will come true? More than having flowing ebony tresses or a lovely, puffed sleeve silk dress?” The sheer hope bursting from each word from Anne’s whisper was palpable in the air.
For a moment Julienne floundered; caught between old memories of wishing on falling stars and not wanting to quench the sparkling light in Anne’s eyes.
“God’s will is a mysterious thing Anne, if you are good, clean, and mind your elders then that is all we can ask.” she replied. A thought drifted in the back of her mind as her wood-pigeon daemon Pax, cooed softly. There had been an unanswered letter from Mrs. Spencer, who had written asking to adopt two girls; one for herself and one for a pair of siblings in Prince Edward Island. The Island was a beautiful place and Anne was a child starved for beauty, love and care. All things that were scant in Hopeton. Julienne would write the woman back tomorrow- perhaps Anne would do well for a choice.
Anne sighed, unaware of the Matron’s thoughts, and huddled into her cot. “I’ll try Matron, but oh, there isn’t much scope for the imagination in that!”
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