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carryon117 · 2 years

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Fight Back

Rage fills your bones as you watch the newscaster speak. Your thoughts are spinning a hundred miles a minute. How could this happen? How could they do this? You’re one of the first to admit that nothing was perfect before this, but now… Now it is different.

You had woken up earlier to start your normal morning routine, a cup of coffee and bowl of cereal in front of the news before beginning your morning workout in the gym while the rest of the team is either out on a run or still asleep. Today, instead of getting up when you finished, you are still staring at the screen hours later.

The team starts to trickle in, the boys back from their run, Wanda and Nat walking through on their way to the kitchen for their morning coffee, but you barely notice the movement around them. All you can focus on is the words on the screen and the pounding in your chest.

You don’t even notice the shaking in your hands until someone else places theirs over yours to still their movements. At the touch you look up into the concerned eyes of Steve.

“Are you okay?” He asks tentatively, his blue eyes searching yours for an answer.

“No.” You don’t care to elaborate. The rage that runs through your mind is quickly turning to shock. How? Why?

“It’s going to be alright-” Steve begins before a glare from you cuts him off.

“No it won’t.” You finally find the strength to stand, allowing for the rage to return. “Nothing about this is alright. Not only did I wake up with less rights than I had yesterday, not only does a gun have more rights than I do, but they have already begun to make their moves against same sex marriage and contraception amongst other things. They didn’t even wait until the smoke had cleared before continuously pulling the trigger.”

You aren’t sure if your shaking is from exhaustion, stress, or rage, and you don’t care. “What is so wrong about letting someone make their own choices? What is so wrong with who people love?” The tears run down your face, and you don’t care to try and stop them.

You finally gain the courage to look your teammates in the eyes. “I’ve already lost friends to this battle, and I’m not ready to lose more.”

The silence in the room is deafening.

“Then don’t.” Nat says, stepping towards you. You look at her with a question on your face. “You said that you don’t want to lose anymore, then don’t. Fight back.”

Your voice is quiet, throat hoarse from silent sobs, “How?”

“I can donate to Planned Parenthood and other organizations.” Tony speaks up. “Throwing money at the problem won’t make it go away, but it can make it harder to fight against.” He says with a wink.

Wanda slides over to you. “I have seen that we can help others by offering them safe camping spots.” She smiles. “I would love to meet and help new people.”

Sam throws an arm around you. “We can all help people get to and from polls and help get people registered to vote. Voting is one of the easiest ways to fight back.”

You start to smile, there are things you can do.

“As far as everything else,” Bucky starts. “Don’t let them do anything behind closed doors. Don’t let anything go without a fight or letting your voice be heard.”

Bruce speaks up. “That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, that whenever any form of government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government. And when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such a government, and to provide new guards for their future security.”

You look at the scientist with a half smile.

Steve steps in, “In other words, if they don’t listen to the millions of voices yelling. We fight back.”

You feel the shock start to wear off, to be replaced by a sense of duty, of purpose.

Finally Nat speaks again, “We are with you. We are with the people. And if they don’t want to listen…” She smiles, baring her teeth. “An empire lasts 250 years on average, the States have been around for 246 years. It could be time for some change.”

You smile back at her. “Change is coming. They want to burn us, they can burn with us.”

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rainingbicycles · 1 year

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Me: I should really get back into a healthy sleeping pattern

Also me: Proceeds to open Ao3 instead and read about the same two people falling in love 151738515163 different times until morning

#text post #meme #shitpost #marvel #ships #ao3 #fanfic #archive of our own #stony #stucky #sambucky #destiel #sleep deprivation

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ineedsleepsoleavemealone · 27 days

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back on my fast and furious bullshit. I want a Peter AU that's like May can't afford the rent after Ben's funeral and hospital bills, so Peter wants to help out. The last thing Ben taught Peter to do was drive. Since the spider bite gives him spider sense and fast reflexes, he tries street racing. And he's really good at it, so he starts racing for money so he can help May. He goes out at night as a street racer and Spider-Man almost every night, and tells May he got a night shift job or something idk.

All I can see is:

Tony: So you got superpowers and decided to fucking street race?

Peter: I needed the money! And I was Spider-Man!

Tony: You could've become a wrestler or something, but a street racer?!

Peter: Hey, I was amazing at racing!!

Tony: Apparently not good enough to avoid the cops.

#ao3 #archive of our own #fanfiction #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #spider man #peter parker #spiderman #irondad #iron dad #iron dad and spider son #irondad and spiderson #tony stark #LRtR fic

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bakanokiwami · 1 year

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TOP 10 CARTOON/COMIC/GRAPHIC NOVEL FANDOMS ON AO3 BASED ON NUMBER OF FANWORKS,SINGLE CATEGORY TAG ONLY VERSION (2009-2022)

If you don't see a fandom on the chart, it may be because that fandom only has a multicategory tag and no Cartoons/Comics/Graphic Novels category only tag. (E.g. Homestuck) You can see this category with the muti-category fandoms included in this post.

To make these bar chart race, all series titles in the Cartoons/Comics/Graphic Novels category on November 29 (or the closest date to it) of every year were copy-pasted from Wayback Machine to Google Sheets, rearranged according to number of fanworks, manually filtered for fandoms belonging in only one category, and then inputted to Flourish to turn into a bar chart race.

Locked fanworks aren't included in the count because Wayback Machine can’t view those, only Ao3 users can.

Fandom tags that are no longer in the Other Media category tag as of posting this are left out of the bar chart race. These tags are usually either miscategorized or already have other tags referring to the same fandom.

Please refer to this post for more bar chart races.

Thanks for understanding and hopefully I didn’t mess up anywhere! 🙏

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regulusrules · 1 month

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Guide for: What Tags to Add to Your Fic

Do you guys have the same problem of how when you're about to post a fic and reach to the tags section you're like .. what r werds 🫠

It's also why some works don't get any visibility even though we're blessed by god almighty for no algorithm in ao3

And I kid you not, I found some of the best goddamn fics out there by sheer coincidence because they weren't tagged right and they remain overlooked because of this fact

So here's a small classified guide for you!

This post is solely based on observation, the ao3 tag search, and my own personal system for tagging! I am not, by any means or sorts, an ao3 fandom moderator, but someone who's read nearly 30 thousand of the fics out there and struggles to read the rest

General tags for any fic

For fic forms: Art - Fanart - Digital Art - Drabble - Short - Complete - One shot - 5+1 Things - Poetry - Podfic - Songfic - Text Fic - Prompt Fic - Case Fic - Ficlet - RPF

For plot: Fix-it - Pre-Canon - Canon Era - Post-Canon - Canon Compliant - Not Canon Compliant - Everybody Lives/Nobody dies - Everybody dies/Nobody lives - Alternate Universe: Modern / Canon Divergence / Historical / College / Fantasy / Soulmates / Royalty / Powers / No Powers / Roommates - Kid Fic - Sickfic - Future Fic - Reincarnation - Time Travel - Plot What Plot (PWP) - Epilogue What Epilogue (EWE) - Slow Build - Missing Scene - Flashbacks - Crossover - ANY triggering topic you are writing about (eg: death, rape, violence, suicide, etc)

For vibes: Hurt/Comfort - Comfort - Hurt No Comfort - Humour - Fluff - Domestic Fluff - Fluff and Angst - Angst - Light Angst - Heavy Angst - Angst with a Happy Ending - No Happy Ending - Happy Ending - Whump - Crack - Cute - Humour - Dark - Sweet

For relationships: Slow burn - Romance - First Kiss - No/Mild/Explicit Sexual Content - Specific kinks (eg: Praise Kink) - Smut - No Smut - Feels - Getting Together - First Time - Pre-Relationship - Developing Relationship - Established Relationship - Mutual Pining - Pining - Friends to Lovers - Enemies to Lovers - Friends With Benefits - Love Confessions - Unrequited Love - True Love - Forbidden Love - Falling in Love

For characters: POV (insert character name) - Pining (character) - Hurt (character) - Jealous (character) - Worried (character) - Protective (character) - Dark (character) - BAMF (character) - Possessive (character) - Caring (character) - Top/Bottom (character) - Good/Evil (character) - Oblivious (character) - Manipulative (character) - Soft (character) - (character) lives - (character) dies

For tropes: Christmas - Sharing a bed - Weddings - Jealousy - Misunderstandings - Secret Relationship - First Meetings - Scars - Aftercare - Arranged Marriage - Kidnapping - Blood - Blood and Injury - Injury - Magic - Panic Attacks - Amnesia - Bathing/Washing - Soul-Identifying Marks - Touch-Starved

#ao3 #writing #tagging #how to guides #how to tag #fandom #archive of our own #bbc merlin #harry potter #red white and royal blue #good omens #star wars #marvel #merlin #supernatural #regulusrules metas

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carryon117 · 2 years

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Chapter 80:

The rest of the evening passes quickly. Making plans for the following day and how exactly we plan to divide and conquer our current metallic threat keep us pretty occupied for the most part. Once Steve seems satisfied in the plans, he dismisses each of us for the night. One thing that I had not thought of was how small this house was in the movie for the group of heroes, and this time around, I have added four more people to the group.

Laura was able to convince Cooper and Lila to sleep in their master room for the night, in order to give up their rooms to a hero or two. So with their rooms vacant, it leaves one guest room, two kids rooms, and a living room to divide between all of us. Nat is quick to claim the guest room, “This is always where I stay when I visit.” She says with a smile.

“Nat, you gotta have at least one other person in the room with you. There isn’t enough room, otherwise.” I point out, hoping that she would allow me to bunk with her for the night. She nods and gives Bruce a pointed look. His cheeks flash red and he slinks into the room after her.

“Okay, that leaves the kids rooms and the living room.” Steve breaks it down like a battle plan. “Stark, you can take Cooper’s room. Just don’t destroy anything that belongs to the kid.” Tony gives Steve an incredulous look.

“I would never.” Tony says with a dramatic flourish before sauntering towards the room in question.

Steve rolls his eyes at the dramatics, “I’m assuming that no one is volunteering to share a room with Tony?” His question is met with silence. “That’s what I figured.” He sighs. “Y/N, you can have Lila’s room.”

I look at him with a tired smile, “Thank you, Steve.”

“And Loki-”

“I can share the room with Y/N.” Loki finishes for Steve. The corner of Steve’s lips quirk up for a moment.

“Okay, Loki. Y/N, you okay with that?” Steve turns to me with the question.

“Sure thing.” I start to walk toward Lila’s room, confident that Loki would follow behind. Our retreating footsteps are echoed by the beginning of an argument between Bucky and Sam for the living room couch.

At the end of the hallway, I push open the bedroom door to reveal Lila’s room, and turned my and Loki’s room for the night. I shuffle into the room and deposit my backpack onto the twin bed.

“You okay if I take a quick shower? I really could wash off today.” I tack the bit on at the end, tugging at the collar of my suit.

“Of course, darling.” He responds with a smile.

I dig through my backpack to pull out a pair of clean sweats to change into after and shuffle across the hall to the empty bathroom. Stepping into the hot water starts to ease the tension from my limbs, but it is nothing like the water pressure in the tower. Just the memory causes tears to well in my eyes. Gods, I will miss JARVIS. I hope that I can build a friendship with Vision, but I know that it would not be the exact same as he isn’t JARVIS.

With that thought I speed through the rest of my routine, just wanting to crawl into the twin bed waiting for me across the hall.

Once I’m content with my cleanliness, I turn off the water and step out. This time forgoing a towel in favor of using a heated wind to dry me off quickly. Gotta admit, that these gifts can be quite handy. I’m sure that there are so many uses for them that I will never even think of.

I slip on the sweatshirt and shorts and shuffle back across the hall. Pushing open the door, I am met with the darkness of the room, only a bit of light from the hallway shining in.

“Loki?” I whisper into the dark. A shadow moves from one end of the room and stalks in my direction. For a moment I don’t know how to react to the hulking figure, but after a brief moment my eyes adjust to see the outline of a large wolf.

“Loki, you almost scared me.”

Sorry.

“Are you really?” My question is met with quiet chuckles echoing through my mind. I roll my eyes and climb into the bed. “Good night, my friend.” I whisper into the darkness, my hand draped over the side of the bed to lazily run my fingers through the soft fur.

Good night, darling.

Morning comes much too early. The sun peeking through the curtains at the window, hitting the angle just right to nail me in the eyes with its bright morning rays. I sit up with a groan, eyes squinting at the onslaught of light. I hear movement on the ground below the bed before the curtain is pulled to cover the slit of sun peaking through.

Good morning, darling.

“Good morning, Loki. Thanks for the assistance with the brutal light.”

Of course, darling. I’m glad that I was able to vanquish another foe in your name.

“Your valor does not go unnoticed.” I respond with an elevated voice. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I swing my legs over the side of the bed. “Ready for today?”

Are you?

“I have to be at this point, right? No other choice.”

There is always a choice. And I have faith that you have been making the correct ones.

“Thank you for your confidence.” I pat the black fur between his ears. “Time to face the day.”

Loki-wolf steps back from my hand and lets his green seidr flood over him, reverting him into his form clad in his leather armor.

“I shall wait for you downstairs with the others.”

“See you in a moment then.”

“Of course, darling.” He says and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him as he exits.

There it is again. Those three words. Three words… I blink the thought away, too early to allow myself to overthink.

Quickly, I slip my suit back on, knowing that today will be yet another day of action. I step in front of Lila’s short full-length mirror and give myself a once over. Mark hidden? Check. Suit zipped? Check. Anxious energy? Also check. Today is supposed to be the day that the Maximoffs join us, today we gain Vision. Today is going to be just fine. Today is going to be just fine.

I continue to repeat that phrase to myself as I pick up my backpack and exit the room. It’s clearly early, but I am still one of the last to rise. I make my way through the farmhouse and to the kitchen, following the smell of a promising breakfast. Laura sits at the table, sipping a glass of orange juice, but eyeing the pot of coffee with hunger.

“Good morning.” I greet her, my voice still a bit gravely from the night.

“Morning, Y/N.” She smiles at me. “Help yourself to anything. Creamer for the coffee is in the fridge door.”

“Thanks, Laura.” I pull out a mug and pour myself a generous mug before turning to the fridge and pulling out the creamer.

“I should be thanking you.” I pause at her statement, before pouring the creamer and set it down to face her.

“Whatever for?” Confusion is clear in my tone. What could she be thanking me for?

“For everything that you have done for the team. For yesterday with the kids, for what you will do.” She says with a glint in her eye.

“So Clint told you who I am?”

“Yes, he did fill me in on the whole ‘girl from another universe’ thing.” Laura says with a smile. “He also speaks very highly of you.” She adds.

“Even after how we met?”

“Especially after that. You stood up for yourself and your friend. And from what I can see, the man who tried to invade New York is not the same man that made dinner for everyone last night.”

I give her a gentle smile, “That is all that I have been trying to say this whole time.”

“I know and I believe you.” She gives me a bright and genuine smile.

I turn to finish pouring the creamer into my coffee, before turning back to her.

“Thank you, Laura. For opening up your home for us. I know that we can be quite the bunch.”

“You are welcome anytime. Besides, if you don’t visit again, I have a feeling that Lila will go and find you anyhow.”

I can’t help but laugh at her comment. “I guess I don’t have a choice in the matter do I?” My giggles cease before I continue with a more serious thought. “Laura, I’m not sure how long this will take, but I will try everything in my power to make sure that he comes back safely and swiftly.”

Laura rises from her spot at the table and waddles over to me. “I know that you will. I trust you.” She glances out the kitchen window. “You better hurry, it looks like the team is meeting by the quinjet.”

“Thanks, Laura.” I raise my mug to my lips and down the rest of the caffeinated elixir. “One last bit before I go. Maybe just hold onto your possessions, like don’t lose your watch.” I say with a wink before strolling out the front door.

I can hear Laura’s laugh echo in the kitchen behind me as the porch door swings closed. The wooden beams of the porch steps creak under my footsteps as I make my way down and towards the waiting group. As I approach I can hear bits of the conversation drift through the air.

“You know, I really miss the days when the weirdest thing science ever created was me.” Steve retorts, looking exhausted.

“I’ll drop Banner off at the tower. You mind if I borrow Ms. Hill?” Fury poses the question to Tony, but gives me a knowing wink.

“She’s all yours. Apparently.” Tony responds, a bit miffed that Maria seems to be working from Fury’s pocket. “What are you gonna do?”

“I don’t know. Something dramatic, I hope.” Fury smirks before turning away.

“I think that is our cue to depart.” Steve says, authority coloring his tone. “Everyone knows their missions?”

“Punk, everyone knows everyone’s mission after going over them dozens of times last night and then again this morning.” Bucky retorts with a grin.

The only response that Steve gives him is a quick jab with his elbow. Sam’s face contorts in laughter, but one look from the ex-assassin has him quieting again.

“Okay, on that note, all aboard the Crazy Train.” Tony says with a smirk before gleefully skipping onto the quinjet.

Clint opens his mouth to yell after him, but I hold up a hand.

“Just don’t. It isn’t worth the energy right now.” Steve nods at my statement and Clint closes his mouth and silently follows the billionaire onto the jet. Nat rolls her eyes and slinks after the archer, hopefully putting a stop to whatever he may say or do to Tony right now. The others follow suit, leaving just Loki and I outside the open bay door.

“Darling?” Loki asks, stepping in front of me before I can board the jet. “If we are to engage in conflict today, could you please be careful? Don't push yourself and let me know if you need help.” His emerald green eyes shine with sincerity as he stares into mine.

I give him a soft smile and, with my right hand, I reach up and cradle his face.

“I will be just fine, I promise. You don’t need to worry about me.” I assure him.

He leans into my touch, “I have heard those words before.” The look he gives me is incredulous. “And I will always worry about you.”

“And I, you.” With my words he gives me a soft smile, and the heat pools in my cheeks. “You are my best friend after all.”

His smile falters for a moment before he seems to force it back into place. “Of course, darling. As you are mine.” He takes a step back, and I let my hand drop. Green eyes shift between me and the entrance to the quinjet, seemingly contemplating something before coming to a conclusion with the drop of his shoulders. “We should probably join the others before Stark drags us on board.”

I laugh at his statement, even though I am confused by the expressions that were crossing his face just a moment ago. “You’re right. We wouldn’t want that.” Instead of asking him about what just happened, I walk onto the quinjet and begin to switch my mind to battle mode.

Loki follows up after me, just a few steps behind, but instead of taking the open seat next to me, he takes a seat across the way. I quirk an eyebrow at his choice, but I don’t get an answer from him. Instead the clearing of a throat directs my attention to Steve, standing in full Captain America garb, at the front of the cabin.

“Okay team, you know your assignments. We will drop off Stark as we get closer to Oslo and then go after Ultron. From what Dr. Banner has said, failure is not an option. So look alive and stay sharp.” Steve gives each of us a once over before nodding to himself, content that we are as ready as we can be.

“Great speech, Captain Spangles. But maybe you should have waited to rally the troops until we got closer to the destination?” Tony asks, humor dancing in his eyes.

“You know what, Stark?” Steve whirls around on him.

The tension between the two begins to build as Tony winds up for another sarcastic comment. Quickly I scramble to place myself in between the two men, hands held in front of each, hoping to placate them.

“Guys, please. Arguing will not solve anything. We are a team and should act like one.” I can hear Loki’s huff of breath at my wording, but choose to ignore it for now. “Tony, a mistake was made and we are working to solve it, but don’t push his buttons. And Steve,” I whirl around to face the living embodiment of justice, “He’s trying. It was a mistake, and we will get through it together, as you said.”

Both of the men seem to deflate at my choices of words, giving each other a quick nod before returning to their seats. I let my shoulders drop as they part before turning towards the cockpit with Clint and Nat at the helm.

“Can you guys give me an ETA? The testosterone is killing me back here.”

A chorus of ‘hey’s erupt from the cabin behind me but I ignore them in favor of staring straight ahead. Nat gives me a conspiratory grin, “Not soon enough for sure. We are about an hour from Stark’s drop-off. Then a few hours until our destination.” I nod at her.

“Thanks. I think I’m going to try and get some rest before we get there.”

“Best of luck with that lot back there.” Nat nods her head towards the cabin before returning her attention to the controls. Clint simply shakes his head and echoes her sentiment and I head back into the main cabin.

With Banner and Thor not on board, that leaves the loudest bunch of the group to be the bickering Sam and Bucky. I roll my eyes and cautiously approach, in hopes to quell the argument to get some sort of rest. As I get closer, I can hear the topic of their argument and if I could roll my eyes out of my head, they would be rolling about the metal cabin.

“How could you say that Gimli is better? Have you seen Legolas?” Bucky asks, bewildered.

“Of course I have seen Legolas, what’s so great about him?” Sam shoots back.

“Well he’s an elf for starters.” Bucky starts.

“And that is supposed to be a point for him?” Sam questions.

“What do you have against elves?”

“Well 1. They are racist. 2. They live forever for no good reason-” Sam starts listing his reasons, using his fingers to mark off each one.

“How are they racist?” Bucky’s question cuts him off before he can continue.

“They think that they are above humans-”

“That makes them speciest, not racist.” Bucky corrects.

“You should like Gimli better, after all you are also a haggard old man-” Sam starts.

“I’ll show you a haggard old man…” Bucky begins. But before anything else can happen, I step in between the two. I like Lord of the Rings as much as the next person, but having a full fledged argument about it is a bit much. I take a deep breath and stare at Steve.

“Were you not going to do anything?” Steve has his head resting against the metal interior with his eyes shut, purposefully not looking in our direction.

“No. I figured they would tire themselves out eventually.”

“Thanks for that, Steve.” I say, sarcasm layering my voice.

“What am I supposed to do? Spray them with a water bottle?” Steve asks, finally opening his eyes and throwing his hands in the air.

“That’s not a bad idea.” Tony’s voice cuts in. I see him look at his wristband and say, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. add that to my list.”

Her voice filters through the air, “Sure thing, boss.”

At her voice, my heart clenches and my face contorts with grief. I’m not fast enough to hide it as Bucky places a hand on my shoulder.

“Sorry about that, doll. Go rest. We will keep it down.” He sends a shooting glare to Sam, who chooses to ignore the pointed look and nods at me.

“Sorry, Y/N.” Sam looks at me with sincerity.

“It’s fine, guys. Just keep your banter friendly and quiet, that’s all I ask.” The two nods and Bucky salutes.

“Yes, ma’am.” I chuckle and wave him off.

“Can someone wake me right before we get there.”

“Sure thing, doll.” Steve says, eyes shut once more.

Taking that as a cue, I walk back over to my open seat, giving the empty seat next to me a quick glance. Why is Loki sitting across the way from me? His behavior lately is so confusing. In the movies, he seemed to put on an icy front, shielding himself from the outside world. But, he doesn’t put on those airs with me. In fact, I associate heat with him, rather than ice, Frost Giant lineage aside.

I sneak a quick glance across the cabin. The god in question has his arms folded behind his neck and head reclined to rest on them with his eyes closed. His raven hair frames his pale angular cheeks in a halo of darkness. My eyes trace the rich green color of his armor, outlining his lithe frame. The dark tones truly were made to be worn by this man - no, god, I remind myself.

I cut my eyes away. My hands start to feel a bit clammy and heat begins to creep up my neck. He isn’t a character in a movie anymore, he is real.

Anyway, I have other things to focus on, such as keeping everyone alive and safe. With the different ways to intervene dancing through my mind, I drift into a restless sleep.

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cryiling · 5 months

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my ao3 wrapped :>

this was. SUCH a labor of love, I've been tracking all the fics I read throughout the year in my own spreadsheet, and I finally had time to sit down and crunch the numbers + make a slideshow for it. I'm like kind of embarrassed to share 😭 but ik u guys asked for it so here it is!!

my top 5 fics:

Again by drich127

Boomerangs and Rainbows by mindbending

The Right Words by @anuninterestingperson

Pinesong by @ghirahimbo

magic blankets by Lady_Lombax

my top author: @kaydear !!

thank u to all the amazing authors who made this year so enjoyable with your wonderful fics 🫶

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alwaysquestioneverything · 5 months

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I've been curious lately about the origins of some details in Ao3 Stucky fics.

I'm relatively new to the fandom and didn't read fics back in the zenith of Stucky popularity, so I'm catching up on all of it now, and in a sense, I get a bigger picture of Stucky fics as a whole because I'm reading over a decade's worth of them in one go (instead of spread over the decade).

And I've noticed that there are some details that crop up pretty frequently, details that are movie-canon-adjacent but not actually canon, and the editor and researcher in me can't help but wonder how they came about — Were there 'fads' when it came to certain details? Like one popular fic author including a detail and others co-opting it and then it becoming ubiquitous? Because I can't imagine that so many authors individually made the same choices.

To clarify, I'm not referring to tropes, nothing like a/b/o or soulmate fics. I don't even mean the [over]use of epithets (that's for a different post). I'm talking about small details, like:

Calling the place Steve rescued Bucky and the others Azzano instead of Kreischberg (Azzano was where they got captured but they were brought to the factory in Kreischberg)

Calculating years Steve is out of the ice as 70 years + years passed (it was 66 years; Fury says "You've been asleep, Cap, for almost 70 years.")

Calling Bucky's hair chestnut (chestnut hair is lighter and maybe also a bit more reddish; his hair is only remotely chestnut after he gets a makeover to prepare for seeing Steve in Infinity War, but even then, calling it chestnut is still a stretch)

Calling Steve's hair blond (it's dirty blond at best; his enlistment form says light brown)

Blonde and brunette (okay I guess I am touching on epithets, but this is more about the use of the feminine forms of the words rather than the use in the first place)

Giving Bucky a job at the docks; or Bucky working at the family mechanics shop (this one's not incorrect, just very common for some reason; is it in any way comics-related?)

Making George Barnes abusive (same as above)

Anyone able to shed light on any of this?

(I'm also curious about fanart that has Bucky's right arm amputated/as a prosthesis instead of his left one.)

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #stevebucky #steve/bucky #steve and bucky #steve x bucky #archive of our own #fanfics #fanfiction #stucky fanfiction #stucky fandom #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

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ineedsleepsoleavemealone · 5 months

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MY OPINION, DONT LIKE, DONT READ.

sorry to rant, but I hate when fanfictions or headcannons make the MCU's Peter Parker a baby. Like they make him super anxious or "precious". They act like he isn't sassy or snarky at all. They make him weak. There's nothing wrong with having moments of weakness, but they make his whole character a precious baby who stutters every other sentence. I often see this in Irondad and Spiderson fics. Where Peter is super nervous around Tony. But in the movies he's not.

In Civil War, when he meets Tony for the first time he's only nervous about what Tony will do if he knows he's Spider-Man. Even in the fight, hes not nervous. Yeah, he's chatty but he's not nervous. He's chatty in all his fights. In all of Peter's MCU movies he's chatty, but that doesn't make him nervous. He's sassy and sarcastic and cracks jokes all the time. He talks back to Tony and the Avengers. He's not afraid to make comments or to suggest a plan of action to the Avengers.

In the fanfictions, Peter is nervous around Happy and doesn't want to bother him. But in the movies Peter banters and jokes with Happy and isn't afraid to annoy him.

I also see a lot of fanfictions where Peter is only sassy in the spider-man mask and is nervous when he is "just Peter Parker" But that's not true, he is sassy to everyone, all the time, no matter what.

Also, when Flash bullies Peter, fanfictions take that excuse and run with it. They make Peter seem weak for having a bully, when he's not. Peter knows damn well that he could punch Flash and Flash wouldn't mess with him again, he just chooses not to. Peter's not weak for it, he's just not choosing violence.

I just think you do a huge disservice to his character if you just make Peter Parker an obnoxiously anxious teenager. Of course, I think making Peter have anxiety as a personality trait is fine, good even. But when you make it his whole personality is when I see a problem with it.

At the core of it, Peter is a strong, polite, smart, sassy, sarcastic, honest, hardworking teenager who sacrifices way more than he should for the good of others. He talks back to anyone and everyone. He's not weak or precious or a baby.

(Obviously, I know that some fics make characters ooc for the purpose of the fic, but this is a wide spread thing. I can barely find fics where Peter is sassy. Maybe I'm looking in the wrong tags)