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thediktatortot · 1 year

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Ao3 tagging rant

At this point people are using Ao3 tagging system like it's fucking tumblr tags. It's getting real fucking hard to actually just find fic and at this point I think I'm just going to skip fics that don't properly tag things.

They were in love, Even if they hated each other, Everyone around them knew it, And they were stubborn till the very end,

That bullshit doesn't tell me anything. It tells me you don't know how to tag properly and that you have no idea that people are looking for fics like yours but can't fucking find it.

Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, + (Other coherent tags)

This tells me exactly what I'm looking for. It gives me coherent tags to search for. Put the first tags in the synopsis section of the fic, not the tags. Also, just because you make a tag, doesn't mean it's searchable.

On Ao3 there are things called tag wranglers and it's a hard fucking job because they are constantly having to wrangle commonly used tags in order to instate them as searchable tags.

The more you put this nonsense in the tags, the more BS they have to wade through.

#Ao3 #Archive of our own #Fanfiction #I'm honestly just tired of people who refuse to learn how things work #You're making everyone's experience worse for it #if you tag this way it's nothing personal #i just get really tired of wading through fics that tell me absolutely nothing about it in the tags #it's how we look for things #its how we find things we want to enjoy #if you don't want people finding your fic then whatever #but it's diluting the experience for everyone

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lambtotheslaughterr · 3 months

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Rise -- Part Four

A Rafe Cameron Series

WC: 4.8k

Dividers provided by @firefly-graphics

PART THREE | MASTERLIST | PART FIVE

note*: a reminder that you must be following me & interacting with the work you want to be tagged in regularly to remain on a taglist. this will be my final warning about it. thank you.

It was decided that you would move north. Adrianna had shared with the group that Tobias told her that before the virus completely wiped out communication, that there was possible word of a fortified community where the virus hadn’t struck yet. Of course, it couldn’t be guaranteed. That’s what Adrianna was told. But it was more than you all had before arriving at the base.

The car was quiet as Sayyed led the way in the dark. Taking the back roads was necessary again as all the highways were overtaken by abandoned vehicles. There were a few stops to collect more gas but other than that, the focus was to get as far north in the next 24 hours. You were on the brink of falling asleep, soothed by the sounds of your friends combined soft breathing in the back seat. Though the drive was tense at the beginning, no thanks to the brewing fight between Sayyed & Rafe, everyone had calmed down enough to focus on what mattered.

You weren’t sure how long you slept for when the sound of a door slamming shook you awake. You leaned forward in your seat, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you blearily looked around. The headlights were still on. In front of the wrangler was a forestry. You looked over your shoulder & watched as the others in Rafe’s truck began to climb out. Nuha, Millie, & Micah were still asleep.

Sayyed returned to the car, opening hid door to nod at you, “We’re staying here for the night.”

“Where’s here?”

“If I followed the directions of Adrianna’s map well enough we’re somewhere north of Charleston.”

You sighed to yourself when he turned off the car. It was the middle of the night & you were in the middle of nowhere. This wasn’t exactly the best time to set up camp, especially when everyone was tense & sleepy. And grieving. Severson’s gun going off flashed through your mind. You winced, blocking out the image of Luka.

“Guys, wake up.” You shook Millie. She groaned but opened her eyes. It was Micah who shot you a heated glare.

“Guess we’re camping out here for the night.” You informed them before slipping out. Before you shut the door, you heard Micah mutter a complaint to Millie.

You began helping the others as they started gathering camping gear. Fortunately, the vehicles were parked in a clearing so there would be no hiking in the dark. After fifteen minutes, tents, a canopy with the food & dry goods underneath it, & a fire was all set up. Rafe disappeared quickly, crawling into his tent at the edge of the clearing, furthest away from the rest of you.

Millie & Micah were heating up a large batch of soup, Nuha was talking quietly to Kai near the fire, Adrianna was writing in a leatherbound journal, & Bear was taking a piss behind the cars. You were about to head to your own tent, wanting to catch up on the sleep you had reluctantly woken up from. But Sayyed approached you.

“I need to talk to you.” His voice was low, secretive.

You frowned. Sayyed rarely ever sounded like so, even when the world was ending.

He lead you back to the wrangler, opening up your door for you to hop in. He climbed in the other side.

“What’s going on?” You tangled your fingers together in your lap.

“It’s Rafe.”

Oh. You fluttered your eyes closed, too tired to listen to Sayyed rant about Rafe.

“Sayyed…”

But he cut you off, sensing what you were already going to say, “He can’t be trusted, _____.”

You sighed, rubbing your eyes, “Can we not jump to conclusions please? I know you think he was trying to leave.”

“He was!” He raised his voice, but not nearly enough to garner the attention of your friends outside the car. You tossed him a narrowed look, warning him to calm down.

“I’m sorry.” He inhaled sharply before letting out a slow breath, “But you can’t tell me that he wasn’t up to something.”

“I think he was scared.” You reasoned, though you did recall Rafe suggesting the two of you leave back at the base, right before his predictions came true. Even though he was willing to leave behind all your friends, you clung to the possibility that Rafe didn’t know what he was talking about. He was high after all.

“Psh. Yeah. You ever seen Rafe Cameron scared of anything?” Sayyed shook his head in disbelief, leaning onto the center console to move closer to you, “He doesn’t care about anyone but himself.”

“Sayyed, I really don’t want to do this right now.” You told him exasperated. “Can we talk about this as a group in the morning?”

“What? No. _____, I need you to hear what I’m saying.” Sayyed dismissed your pleas & continued opening his mouth, “If Tobias hadn’t led us out of there Rafe would’ve been long gone by the time we made it out ourselves.”

“If we made it out…” You muttered.

“Why should we keep him around? He’ll save his own skin before he saves any of us.”

You rolled your eyes. You knew well enough that Sayyed, like every single one of your friends, had experienced a lifetime of trauma in just the last couple days. He wasn’t thinking straight. But you were too tired to help him get there.

“Sayyed!” You finally yelled, “Jesus. Fucking stop.”

Sayyed pressed his lips together, collapsing into his seat.

“I said I don’t want to talk about this, okay?” You hissed, “And I don’t appreciate you trying to sneak behind everyone’s back to get me to listen to you. We’ll talk about it tomorrow, with everyone.” You began opening your door before you added with finality, “Including Rafe.”

Hopping out, not wanting to wait around for Sayyed to say more, you slammed the door shut. The others were around the fire at this point, a couple paper bowls in their hands.

“Hey, everything okay?” Millie asked softly when you sat down next to her. Behind you, you heard as Sayyed slammed his own door shut before crossing the clearing to the tent you shared.

“Things haven’t been okay for a while now, Mills.” You sighed but mustered a sad smile.

She nodded in knowing, reaching out to grab your hand. You were thankful she was here. Millie always kept you feeling grounded, even as the world fell apart.

Nuha brought you a bowl of soup, which you surprised yourself with how hungry you were by practically downing it in four sloppy spoonsful. It dawned on you as you stared at the empty bowl in your lap that there may be a day where food becomes scarce. You’d have to remind yourself to eat slower & ration more.

The six of you ate in silence. Sayyed & Rafe never emerging from their tents. After a while you made each of them a bowl to bring them. It had been a long day & you couldn’t remember either of them eating. You were about to head towards your shared tent with Sayyed first when Nuha stopped you.

“I’ll take it.” She insisted.

“Oh, are you sure?”

“He’s my brother, _____. I think it’d be good for him to talk to me instead right now.” There was a protective undertone in her voice, but you couldn’t fault her for it. You had always admired their relationship, never having had siblings yourself.

You handed her the bowl, thanking her once as she walked towards his tent. You turned on your heel, feeling apprehensive about facing Rafe. Though you mildly understood Sayyed’s concerns, especially since you knew Rafe was willing to leave everyone behind, you still wanted to give Rafe the benefit of the doubt. As you were just in front of his tent, you desperately hoped he was asleep. In which case, you’d leave his bowl back at the table under the canopy. But when you called out his name, you heard ruffling within.

Rafe unzipped the tent, his eyes red & squinted as he looked up at you, “What’s up?”

“Here.” You lowered the bowl of soup to him, “I didn’t want you to go to bed without eating first.”

He eyed you suspiciously for a short second before accepting it, “Thanks.”

“Yup. See you in the morning.”

“Hey, can we talk for a minute?” You were glad your back was facing him so he couldn’t see you roll your eyes. You just wanted to fucking sleep.

But you released a breath of air before facing him, “Sure.”

Rafe unzipped his tent, opening it wider. You were expecting him to come out but was surprised when he instead gestured for you to come inside.

“Uh.” You looked over your shoulder. Mostly everyone was in the process of going to bed. Only Kai remained by the fair, staring emotionlessly into it. “Just really quick, Rafe. I’m tired.”

“Yeah, sure.”

You crawled into Rafe’s tent. It was tall enough to stand up in, but you’d have to hunch your back to do so. It would be more comfortable to stay sitting.

You watched & waited as he turned on a small battery-operated lamp, illuminating the small tent in a dim glow.

“How are you doing? You okay?”

What? You knew his questions were coming from a good place, but you couldn’t help to feel frustrated. Did he expect you to forget about the fact that he was doing coke while Luka was dying or that he had pushed for you two to leave together or that yeah, Sayyed was onto something when he pointed out how Rafe was already in his truck when everyone got out of the base? There was too many emotions running through your mind & you were barely hanging onto consciousness.

“Rafe…”

“Sorry.” He lowered his head, “I just wanted to check.”

You narrowed your eyes at him but sighed, shaking your head, “I’m as fine as I can be. Just a lot has happened, ya know…”

He nodded in agreement but said nothing more. It was silent for a while. His soup remained untouched behind his sleeping bag.

“You should eat. Get some rest.” You told him before getting ready to crawl back out.

“Hey, _____.” Rafe’s voice was nearly inaudible but just loud enough to make you pause, “I am sorry.”

“For what, Rafe?” You knew what he could be sorry for but wanted to hear him say it.

“For being right.”

Shock flooded your body, followed by unbridled rage. For being right? Right about what? Luka getting killed?

You were about to unleash your lack of sleep & frustration on him when he shrugged his shoulders.

“I shouldn’t have been out in the hallway avoiding it all. I should’ve said something. To all of you. Stopped it…somehow.”

Confusion came for you next. Rafe’s voice was soft, his tone remorseful. It was a side of him you had never seen before. For now, it kept the fire inside you at bay.

“I feel like shit about it. And I know Sayyed doesn’t trust me, the others, too.” His eyes met yours, “Maybe you too. And now Luka…”

You opened your mouth, wanting to assure him that wasn’t the case but stopped yourself.

“I get it. It looks bad. I don’t have an excuse for it.” Rafe pressed his lips together before he hung his head.

“But I wouldn’t have left you.”

It was your turn to lower your head. You didn’t know what to say, or think for that matter. You needed sleep, everyone needed to sleep.

“It’s been a really shitty day, Rafe. Right now, we just need to sleep. Tomorrow, we’ll figure it out.”

He raised his head to look at you but didn’t appear convinced.

“Unless I’m gone by the time you all wake up.”

At that, you shot him the same warning glare you had given Sayyed in the car. Rafe chuckled. It was short-lived but it was… nice.

You ignored his morbid joke, shaking your head, “Eat your soup & get some sleep. We’ll talk in the morning.”

“Okay.” Rafe nodded, finally reaching for his soup, “And thanks for this.”

“It was Millie & Micah who made it.”

The two of you traded looks once more before you unzipped his tent, climbing out. You were reaching for the zipper to close his tent for the night when his hand accidentally touched yours. You hissed at the brief electric shock, bringing your fingers to your lips.

“Oops. I still got it, I guess.” He half-smiled through his pitiful flirtatious comment.

For a split second, it was like it had been before. All your friends hanging out, talking, having fun, bitching about finals. The boys & Adrianna wrestling, Millie & Nuha watching on in horror. You & Sayyed happily laughing along.

It was the first time you had smiled all day, “Just go to sleep.”

“Night, _____.”

“Mhmm.”

You crossed back to yours & Sayyed’s tent, but not before you noticed Kai was still alone at the fire. You were tempted to go sit with him. Though you had all lost a friend, Kai lost his best friend. He needed all the support right now. But sleep was nicking at you, desperate to take a hold.

You promised yourself you’d spend some time with him in the morning.

Crawling into the tent, Millie, Micah, & Sayyed were already fast asleep. You were relieved you wouldn’t have to talk to anyone for the rest of the night. All you wanted was to go to sleep & hope the world you woke up to was the one with your friends alive & smiling.

Sayyed was staring at Rafe. His face hardened, brows furrowed. He was the only one, too.

“So what, you guys trust him then?”

You all had been talking about the Rafe situation for the last ten minutes now. And it was not going how you knew Sayyed wanted it to.

“We’re not abandoning him, dude.” Bear added, siding with Rafe.

“No one’s saying that, Bear.” Nuha jumped to Sayyed’s defense, “But he’s right. Rafe was going to leave us.”

“I wasn’t.” Rafe said. He had been saying it the whole time. You still weren’t sure what to believe. You honestly wish you could just turn back time, make it so none of this happened.

“You were just in the truck waiting for us, yeah you said.” Sayyed replied sarcastically. “You weren’t even there when Luka died! We could have all been dead.”

“But you’re not.” Rafe replied swiftly.

“Rafe…” It was Millie. She was practically standing between the guys as you all stood in the clearing, “What were you doing? Honestly?”

He looked at her. Millie’s face was calm, the opposite of accusatory that of which Sayyed reeked of. Rafe sighed heavily, shaking his head. He shrugged his shoulders, slapping his hands against his legs, “I knew what they were going to do to Luka.”

You felt your chest tighten.

“What the hell do you mean?” It was Kai this time, his voice pitched with anger.

“I told _____.” Before he could give any context, everyone’s eyes flashed to where you stood. “I told her that telling Severson was a bad idea, that they were going to kill him. It wasn’t like I knew for sure, but you guys heard from him yourself the night before. What he did shouldn’t have come as a surprise! You guys are the ones who voted to have Severson be told, you guys are the one who followed in Sayyed’s lead. Luka was murdered because you guys let it happen. I wasn’t going to be next.”

You felt Sayyed staring at you wide-eyed, “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Me?” You asked incredulously, “Did you not hear Rafe?” Your eyes bounced around your friends, “We all heard what Severson said. Rafe’s right. We did this to Luka. We made the wrong decision, we trusted the wrong people. It was our fault. But Luka would still be dead right now, & you all know that. I can’t even believe were talking about this.”

How the conversation shifted from talking about Rafe’s possible expulsion to how you were getting partially blamed for Luka’s death was ridiculous. Nothing was normal anymore. No one knew how to respond the ‘right’ way.

“She’s right.” Micah spoke. His eyes meet Sayyed’s, “Luka would still be dead. And Rafe was… surviving.”

Rafe nodded thanks to Micah who sided with him next.

“I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same as him.” Micah finally added, “There’s only so much one person can do, Sayyed. And if you think you could’ve saved all of us… well, you’re just wrong.”

Sayyed was silent. His face wasn’t as hard, but he was still distrustful of Rafe, that much was obvious.

Adrianna jumped in then, her voice even, “As much as we have to look out for each other, we also have to look out for ourselves. That’s a hard truth we all have to accept. You especially, Sayyed.”

One by one, it was clear that everyone was beginning to see the fault in Sayyed’s push to remove Rafe. You couldn’t help but agree.

“You won’t be able to protect all of us.” You said softly, looping your fingers with Sayyed’s.

He looked down at you, his eyes sad. You knew he was scared. All of you were. He was just trying to protect everyone. Sayyed always put a lot of pressure on himself to be the altruistic leader.

“Okay.” He nodded once, his voice low.

“We good, man?” It was Rafe. You looked between them as Rafe stepped forward, holding out his hand.

Sayyed cocked his head, his eyes staring at Rafe’s extended hand. You almost thought that for a second he wasn’t going to meet him half-way. But to your relief, he finally reached his own hand out.

“We’re fine.”

They traded silent looks, not fully trusting the other. But it was the start of something. And it was necessary for the whole group to survive.

It was late evening. The decision was made as a group to camp out in the clearing for one more night. There was no need to rush. A plan was loosely in place: look out for each other’s symptoms (Adrianna would be keeping track in her journal), & slowly you all would move north. Adrianna had said the community Tobias mentioned was somewhere in Massachusetts.

You had walked away from the campsite, finding a small murky pond a few yards away. Sitting on a rock three times your size, you pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one. You hadn’t had a cigarette since you took a shit ton from the convenience store. It was relaxing. Tobacco wasn’t really your flavor, but at this point, you’d be happy with any sort of vice to relax in the hell world you & your friends found themselves in.

You were in the middle of your second cigarette when a twig snapped behind you. You spun around, gasping.

“Jesus.” Your hand was on your chest in surprise.

“Sorry.” Rafe chuckled lightly as he walked towards you. You watched warily as he joined you on the rock, his shoulder brushing against your own.

“So,” You began, “you weren’t voted off the island.”

“Yay.” He replied unenthusiastically. “Do you think I should’ve been?”

You stared at him. Of course you wouldn’t have supported kicking him out & leaving him behind. It was inhumane. He was also your friend. But it was always hard to tell what the truth was & what was a lie when it came to Rafe.

“No.” You looked away, taking another drag, “I wouldn’t have let anyone leave you.”

Rafe was silent, but you could see a subtle smile on his face in your peripheral.

“You mean that?”

Inhaling sharply, you adjusted yourself, so you were sitting straighter, “Yeah. Promise.”

“You’re better than me, than most of them back there.”

You frowned but said nothing.

“Sayyed was ready to pick a fight with anyone who disagreed with him.”

“He’s scared.” You defended, “He thought he was acting in the best interest of everyone. That’s more than you can say.”

The energy between you shifted, the air growing slightly tense.

“I told you last night I wouldn’t have left you.”

He had, but now that he was saying it again, you felt your gut turn. It felt like he wasn’t referring to you as a group, as a whole, but you as in…you. You didn’t want to know which he meant, scared of the answer.

“I know.” You lied. Unable to stand the tension, desperate for just a bit of normalcy, you did something bold. Something you might regret.

“Do you still have it?” You glanced at his jacket pocket.

Rafe looked confused for a moment, but when your eyes met his, he knew what you were asking for.

Reaching into his jean pocket, he pulled out the small baggie from when you all had been camping. He must’ve added to it from the sandwich sized baggie he carried.

“That’s more like it.” He commented as he poured some out on the fatty part of his hand. You ignored him, leaning forward to take the bump.

Immediately, you felt the effects. You knew it was likely because of the surreal circumstances of your life now, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way. Rafe smiled & watched as you grinned widely.

He made another one for you that you happily took.

Rafe did a couple himself, & after what felt like twenty minutes & three more bumps later, you were leaning into Rafe, enjoying his warmth. He was talking but you weren’t making out his words, just feeling the vibrations of his chest as he spoke, staring at the reflection of the trees in the water ahead of you.

You could’ve stayed like that for hours. Just sitting there, blissfully unaware of the world, feeling better than you had in a long time. Imagining yourself just out on a hike with a friend, talking aimlessly about nothing & everything. It was just out of reach, but you could feel it.

“Hey, hey.” Rafe bumped your shoulder. You looked at each other & smiled.

“I know what would make this even better.” He shared. You bit your lip in excitement, nodding in anticipation.

“Beer.”

“Yes!” You gleamed.

Rafe hopped off the rock, offering you his hand for you to do the same. You took it, jumping down jovially & skipping ahead. Rafe laughed lightly behind you as he followed. You were almost to the clearing, nearly forgetting the way of the world when Adrianna appeared, her arms crossed as she cut you two off.

“Wow.” She shook her head, judgement rolling off her, “You guys are coked out of your minds.”

“Oh, shh!” Rafe responded playfully, “No one needs to know.”

“They do actually.” Adrianna bit, “Because we’re having a group meeting. Now.”

Your high was slightly dampened, knowing you’d have to face the others, Sayyed especially. But your high kept you from caring too much.

“Fine.” You shrugged, glancing back at Rafe. He mirrored you, barely bothered.

Adrianna lead you two back to the clearing where everyone else was waiting. Their stares were obvious. Sayyed was fuming once he got a good look at you. You stayed across the clearing from him, choosing to stand beside Rafe. At least you weren’t alone in their collective upset.

“We’ll talk about that later.” He gave a pointed look towards you & Rafe. You forced yourself not to smile.

“But we’ve made a decision about what we’re doing next. We won’t be moving north.” Sayyed shared with the group, gesturing between himself & Adrianna.

“What? Why?” Micah questioned. Ever since the world ended, he had a never-ending sour look on his face.

“Because the community that Tobias told me about isn’t a community at all.” Adrianna added, “It’s not small or in the middle of nowhere like I thought it would be. It’s a city. Like two hundred thousand plus population. I either heard Tobias wrong or he didn’t know what he was talking about."

"How do you know that?" Bear asked next. Adrianna raised a map in her hand, “Maps don’t lie.”

“That & it’s close to Boston. So, regardless of Worcester’s size, it’s still a dense area. The chances of a safe, virus free community living there is low. Adrianna & I agreed it’s not worth the trek north. We should stay where we’re familiar, settle down & ride this out.”

“’Ride this out’?” Micah scoffed, “Like this is temporary?”

“It’s the best thing we can do.” Adrianna responded, her tone matching Micah’s, “We have the temporary cures. We just keep doing what we’ve been doing. We check for symptoms daily, we look out for one another, & we find a place to stay. Either until help comes or until we can sustain ourselves for when it never does.”

“And you two made this decision?” Bear jumped in a second time.

“Yes.” Sayyed nodded, “It’s what’s best for all of us.”

“What about our say?” Micah threw out, “This isn’t a dictatorship, we should be making these decisions as a group.”

“And we are.” Sayyed said, “Right now.”

Sayyed’s eyes passed over everyone, his eyes briefly lingering on yours before moving on, “We’re not going to have a repeat from earlier. No one will be getting kicked out. I was… wrong for that. I know that now.”

There was silence so Sayyed continued, “But we don’t want to tell you what to do. We’re all in charge of ourselves & what we want to do. So, if you want to find a place to lay low at, stay. If you want to continue north, then do it. But I’ve made my decision.”

The group was quiet.

You were honestly too high to fully grasp what was happening.

“I’m gonna go sit by the fire.” You said, unsure if your voice was even loud enough.

Bypassing your friends, you sat in a chair by the fire, pulling your knees to your chest. The sun would set soon. It’d be dark in no time & you were looking forward to going to lie down like the sun.

You were staring blatantly into the fire when someone came to stand next to your chair. You glanced up. Sayyed. Though he looked unhappy, you couldn’t help but smile up at him.

“Hey.” You said softly, your voice almost melodic.

“Hey.” He crouched so he was more eye-level with you. You knew what was coming. He was going to give you shit for getting high, especially with Rafe, but you didn’t care. You might care tomorrow when you’ve sobered up but right then, you couldn’t.

“Sayyed, I know what you’re going to say, & I’m begging you to please not.” You looked away from him, “Just don’t.”

He sighed beside you but said nothing. Then he grabbed your hand gently, “I’m sorry, _____.”

You turned to him, wide-eyed.

“I’ve been so concerned about the group as a whole that I haven’t been there for you.”

You frowned. You didn’t fault Sayyed at all for that. You were raised to be tough & independent, thanks to absent parents, but you didn’t want Sayyed to pressure himself to take care of you. You could take care of yourself.

“I’m not mad that you did coke, let alone with Rafe.” Sayyed added, “I was just shocked. But I am sorry for not being there for you.”

“Sayyed, don’t.” You shook your head, tangling your fingers with his, “I’m okay. I mean, I’m not okay, but I’m… surviving, ya know. That’s all we can do at this point.”

He nodded in agreement, but said nothing more.

“Thank you for looking out for all of us. I know some of them don’t see it that way, but I know your heart. And they do, too. Whatever they decide is up to them, like you said.”

“What about you?” He asked, “What are you going to do?”

You hadn’t realized that he thought it was actually possible you’d leave him. There was no way in hell you’d leave him. You loved him.

“Where you go, I go.” You told him, pressing your forehead to his, “Always.”

Sayyed smiled at that, leaning forward to kiss you. The kiss sent you to the heavens. It felt like you hadn’t kissed him in ages. When you two pulled away, you traded smiles.

“I love you, _____.”

“You.”

What was coming next was unknown. The world would never be the same again. But as long as Sayyed was by your side, & your friends were there all together, you thought to yourself that maybe the new world wouldn’t be so bad…

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NEVER BREAK THE CHAIN | ONGOING

a/n: this is a fic i've held close for over a year now. ever since i looked at din and said "what if he was a dino wrangler". also this is just me projecting my love for the jurassic park series onto him. this a passion project and a work of love i am so excited to finally share it. so without further ado: welcome to jurassic park.

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summary: years after you lost contact and parted ways, he comes back into your life. in the most drastic way possible.

pairing: din djarin x f!reader

each chapter has their own warnings, but this fic is 18+ only!

inspo tag | playlist

➢ world gone wrong | 2.8k+

➢ lost time and broken minds | 8.2k+

➢ natural order | COMING AUGUST 12th

➢ life finds a way

➢ the consequences of evolution

➢ teeth

➢ ends of the earth

➢ extinction

➢ no grave

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mariana-oconnor · 1 year

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Tagging on AO3

Because I've come across this a number of times in the past few weeks and I know other places work differently:

On AO3, you don't need to add variations of your tags.

What I mean by that is if you are tagging a certain ship, you don't need to tag "Name A/Name B" and "Name B/Name A" and "ABShipname". AO3 has a system that's pretty well established now that, with the help of many tag wranglers* (All Hail the Tag Wranglers) behind the scenes, does that for you. All of those tags are linked together so if a person filters by one of them, they see all fics tagged with any of them. In fact, it's probably better for you to stick to a single tag, because that means potential readers can scan through your tags more quickly to check what's in the fic, making them more likely to read it if it's got tags they like.

Not only does it link tags with the same meaning together, the wonderful tag wranglers (their praises be sung) also create a sort of hierarchy of tags, so multiple more specific tags are all included under a more general umbrella tag.

For example, if you are tagging your fic where beloved side-character Tom Fakename is a werewolf, you can tag it "Werewolf Tom Fakename" or "Tom Fakename is a Werewolf" or "I made Tom Fakename a Werewolf Because I Love Werewolves LOL" and all of those mean the same thing. BUT your fic will also appear if someone filters by the more general tag "Werewolves"**. And all those fics, as well as fics where Tom Fakename (or his fan favourite ship partner Matt Blorbo) are tagged as being werecats, wererabbits, werebats or were-stick-insects can ALL be found if you filter by the tag "Were-creatures". Weirdly, were-creatures doesn't seem to come under the Shapeshifters tag, but I assume that was the result of careful consideration on the tag wranglers' (may their days be filled with joy) part.

In summary:

"Matt Blorbo/Tom Fakename" = "Tom Fakename/Matt Blorbo" = "Fakebo" = "Tom x Matt" (only one of these tags is needed***)

"Were-creatures" > "Werewolves" > "Werewolf Tom Fakename"

"Were-creatures" > "Matt Blorbo as a Werekitten is Something That Can Actually Be So Personal"

(You can tag with multiple of these if you want, but you only really need to be as specific as you'd like)

Of course, the tag wranglers (may the fandom gods bless their names) are only human and literally do not have time to read every 100k fic out there to check every single tag is absolutely correct, so sometimes things do get mixed up. However! You can aid them in their mighty task by using the tags that already exist where available and appropriate for you!

When you start typing tags into the little input bar on the AO3 New Work screen, you'll see a dropdown list of tags that are similar to what you're typing. If one of those has the right meaning for what you want to tag and it works for you, you can click on it, and your fic is already connected to the great tag web in the right place. Of course, if it ruins your comedic tagging rant, feel free to ignore this.

All good things come with a downside, though, beware the autofill!

Sometimes, when you're typing Werewolf Tom and you press enter, there may be another fandom with a character called Tom Otherguy who people love to make a werewolf (Tom Otherguy is just crying out for werewolf AUs, you know how it is. He's just a werewolfy li'l guy). And if you press enter, you'll find that rather than you tagging your work simply "Werewolf Tom", AO3 has autofilled the most popular tag that starts like that: "Werewolf Tom Otherguy".

Naturally, this can confuse both readers and the tagging system, so in general I'd recommend always including a second name where available****. I.e. it's better for everyone involved if you tag your fic "Werewolf Tom Fakename" rather than simply "Werewolf Tom" so it's clear at a glance who you're talking about and AO3 doesn't accidentally jump to conclusions. Just to be sure, make sure you check your tags after you've entered them, in case one of them autofilled without you noticing.

*To learn more about the tagging system and tag wranglers (bright stars of the fandom sky), check out the AO3 wrangling guidelines. Or, if you're interested in becoming a tag wrangler yourself, they will post information here when they're looking for applications.

**The "Alternate Universe - Werewolf" tag is a little different because it depends on whether your fandom has canonical werewolves. It comes under the umbrella tag of "Alternate Universe". Likewise with the "Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known" tag.

***Canonical pairing tags (the ones that appear in the filter list) are written in alphabetical order by surname (If they have a surname). Therefore "Matt Blorbo/Tom Fakename" is the standard tag for that pairing. Or "Matt Blorbo/Zara Diedforplot/Tom Fakename".

****If the character only has one name then usually that name will be followed by the name of the fandom in brackets to distinguish them from other characters with that name, i.e. Name (Fandom). Some characters have nicknames they are more commonly known by and those are usually inserted between their first and last names in inverted commas, e.g. "James "Bucky" Barnes". Other characters have nicknames and half a dozen other names, e.g. "Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski De Rolo III". If you have irritating motherfuckers (affectionate) like these in your fandom, I'm going to assume you already know about them.

Disclaimer: I am not a tag wrangler, nor have I ever been one. All information above is presented as I have come to understand it from having used AO3 for over a decade. If any of the information above is incorrect, please let me know so I can correct it.

TL;DR - You only need to use one version of a tag, AO3 will make sure anyone searching for variations can find your fic, and be careful to check your tags before you post to make sure they're right.

#AO3 #AO3 tagging #Fandom #long post #PSA #I wrote out this whole thing earlier #but then Tumblr ate it #so here we are.#I got carried away #This was meant to be a minipost #but now it is huge #I'm sorry

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walkawaytall · 6 months

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For the fic ask game you just re-blogged?

7. Your favourite ao3 tag. I have a guess about this one.

8. How slow is a slow burn?

36. How do you come up with fic titles? What's the one you're most proud of?

7. Your favourite ao3 tag

Okay, so...favorite tag because I find the tag itself amusing? Technically, my favorite is a freeform tag I made up: "Hoth Turns The Rogues Into Feral Space Raccoons" and I have dreams that it will someday be a common tag (which I think requires 3 separate users to use it and tag wranglers to think it worthy of such a thing, so, you know, I'll keep dreaming), but as far as more common tags go...I mean, for hilarity's sake, I like all the variations of "no beta we die like __________"; I used to use "no beta we die like Palpatine didn't", which, considering at the time I had never used a beta, all that tag meant was "I probably should have let this sit a night and edited it one more time before posting, but I didn't".

Favorite tag that I actually search to find content? I think some combination of "Hurt/Comfort" and "Pre-Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back"

8. How slow is a slow burn?

Okay, I don't have a set number of words or whatever that define slow burn for me, and, frankly, I think some things that are called "slow burn" are actually just "will they or won't they?" but because they go on for like 100K words, people slap a "slow burn" label on there and call it a day. And I do think of these as two different genres. Like, a slow burn can have "will they or won't they?" elements, I guess, but I don't think that's all there is to it; I think of a slow burn and a gradual build to the relationship that just...takes awhile from the reader's perspective. If the characters both like each other romantically by like...5K in and then a bunch of stuff happens to keep them apart for 40K words...I don't know that I'd consider that a slow burn? It's possible my definitions aren't quite on-point; I don't know.

I feel like I just went on my slow burn rant instead of answering the question, but I don't have a set length. I think of a slow burn as a multi-part story and I think the ones I've read have all been over 100K words, but I think it's really less about word count and more about how long the relationship takes to come to fruition within the story and how the relationship comes to fruition as well -- whether it's done gradually or not, etc.

36. How do you come up with fic titles? What's the one you're most proud of?

All of my fic and chapter titles except for two (Speak Louder and The Short Stick) have come directly from the text of the fics in some way (technically I guess Reconstitution contains the word "reconstituted", but close enough). I usually know as soon as I write whatever the phrase is that it's going to be the title -- my brain just goes, "Hey, that's good and describes the story well enough" and whatever it is becomes the title. Though with chapter titles, it isn't uncommon for me to be skimming the text of the chapter to find a suitable title after I've already pasted everything into AO3 (but before actually submitting it); I'm not generally as worried about those (this 100% happened with this most recent chapter of Purpose of Heritage, "Open Communication". I had no strong feelings about what the title should be and just picked something from the text that seemed thematically on-point). And, with Collateral, I had the title before I actually wrote the scene where the word was used, but I had the dialogue in my head from the beginning.

The title I'm most proud of...probably Reconstitution because that one has layers, but I also really like chapter two of Collateral, which is titled "They Like Me Tragic" and is taken from something a very drunk and very despondent Leia says a few months post-Yavin. Also, I just like Confirmed by Sources Close to the Subject. It's kinda long but it's fun and it works on a couple of levels in that story and I like it.

Thank you for asking!

Yet another writing ask

#yet another writing ask #writing fic ask game #writing ask

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pocketramblr · 1 year

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Am I the only one who is annoyed that Deaging and Age Regression are one tag on AO3? Yes, often people who get deaged also lose their adult memories but that isn't always true, see Conan and Ai from Detective Conan and Kafei from Mayora's Mask. It's combining two VERY different sides of the same coin. And like this it is impossible to filter out littlespace fics without also blocking out "I got shrunk how do I get back" or even "He got turned into a kid now what" plots.... *sigh* Sry. Rant over

You aren't the only one and yeah there are some additional tags you can sometimes filter to skew results more to deaging than agereg but it's no set thing. Problem is it's way easier to get tag wranglers to combine tags under the same meaning than to separate tags that shouldn't have been combined and this is just one example

#i mean kinda understandable but also no. these are very different things #anon #pocket talks to people

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mneiai · 1 year

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AO3 wrangler(s) keep changing one of my tags and it's driving me up a wall. I feel like every few months I'm going through having to re-change my tags back to the actually meaningful version I was using.

Anyway, just wanted to rant about it somewhere...(cw mentions of fictional incest)

So, as many of you know, I write ASOIAF/GOT fic. In my fics, I often use "canon-typical incest" as a tag, made to be in line with "canon-typical violence" and similar popular tags.

This tag encompasses a very specific set of rules (and exceptions) that people who know the fandom will understand. It says "all the types of incest in the show could be in this, but not any other kinds."

Note that it is impossible to be in this fandom without being exposed to incest somewhere, because it's in every single piece of canon and most fanworks. Many of the main, or at least important, characters wouldn't even exist without incest in the previous generation (including Daenerys, Rhaegar, Daemon, Rhaenyra, and most other Targaryens, as well as Jaime, Cersei, and Tyrion, and of course Joffrey, Marcella, and Tommen), also the major plot point that sets out most of the conflict is because of incest.

Meanwhile, some wrangler(s) on AO3 keep changing this tag to just "Incest."

This is annoying firstly because there's no requirement to label fics with "Incest" at all and there are plenty of fics in the fandom that clearly have incest in them that don't use any sort of additional tag for it, they just have the ships listed (and of course rarely the background ships). It's NOT an archive warning (the only thing writers are required to include as far as "tags" go), it is an optional tag that writers choose to use. If AO3 chose to make it a warning I'd be fine and use it (I actually think it and a few other things should be), but it's NOT.

But also because it opens me up for people expecting me to write non-canon-typical incest, or more to the point, parent/child incest. Parent/child and grandparent/grandchild is where I draw the line, personally, and in ASOIAF canon it is Not Okay and not common at all.

The only way around this seeming dislike of my additional tag, the equivalent of the "canon-typical incest" tag, would be to add multiple tags, as opposed to just the one tag: "Sibling Incest," "Cousin Incest," "Aunt/Nephew Incest" "Uncle/Niece Incest," and I'd presumably have to put just "Incest" since that's what they keep adding to my fics. Or to make up some other tag that is also at risk of being wrangled into just "incest."

(There are multiple tags that fall specifically under "Targcest" which I personally can't stand because it doesn't cover that only immediate-family incest is "wrong" in universe, and therefore there are characters committing incest all over the place who aren't Targaryens, nor does it cover the sibling incest of Cersei/Jaime, a major canonical pairing that is not "Targcest" but in the background of many fics, and therefore using "Targcest" would still require additional tags. But it also just annoys me that all of those tags are allowed to be worded differently (there's three or four different versions), but mine isn't.)

Other "problematic" topics are allowed a variety of tags that aren't purely exactly what is happening, but can be more nuanced. "Dub-con" in itself is just a nuanced form of the Non-Con archive warning, even. And there's far more "abuse" of the additional tags than my single very descriptive tag, people even tag their OCs as though they're original characters!

I'm just so sick of having to re-edit my tags.

#anti ao3

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the-ark-awaits · 1 year

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Hey, get your whole post about creepypasta and send it to ao3 support through the official channels. Hoping some random wrangler to see it on an off-chance won’t help anyone.

The decision to merge the fandoms may have been based on mistaken information, the wrangler not knowing the fandom, or previous complaints about them being separate fandoms. In two of these cases, there’s a chance they may be separated back. In any case, you would get a reply and know what’s up.

File a report.

gonna post this cause its good to have folks see

the more reports the better btw cause i know they wont do anything for one person even if that person beings up good points (as is evident by mianite still not having its own fandom tag after years of aftering, it has like a normal tag but no fandom tag)

im gonna be mobile bound for another day or two, but if even a fraction of the folks who liked and reblogged my rant posts wrote a complaint to ao3, that would be fuckin awesome,

for anyone about to report this yourself, the title of the report i picked was 'mis-merger of fandom tags'

to get to the report area scroll to the very bottom of the page and see the contact area? click on technical support and feedback

maybe we can get this fixed by 2024

#marble hornets #yeah i kinda dont expect much tho in personal experience ive noticed not much seems to be done #unless you know someone who volunteers for ao3 or aomeone from ao3 is in your fandom and sees it and bumps it along #i kinda get why theres a lot of fandoms and a lot of works and tons of reports im sure #still really annoying

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wardenswateringhole · 2 years

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Welcome All Ye Thirsty Souls!

I am Warden. You can call me Warden. Angst-eater, fluff-wrangler, and smut-peddler extraordinaire. People familiar with me call me Momma Warden.

You can find me on other blogs under the moniker Warden Anon.

You can find my Ko-fi shop here!

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WRITING MASTERLIST

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WardenBitter = Angst/Darker Content

WardenSpicy = Smut/Adult Fiction

WardenSweet = Fluff/Cute Stuff

WardenDraws = Drawings and doodles

WardenWrites = Various Writings

WardenSpeaks = Just chatting or ranting

This blog serves as an outlet for anxious energy and a way to work my creative muscles. It is a hobby. As such, there are some rules to help preserve my sanity and that of those around me.

Da Rules

Be nice.

I reserve the right to refuse any request even if I have not explicitly said that its something I won't touch. (More on that in a bit)

Please do not send requests via DM. Use the handy dandy Ask box.

Do not nag or harass me over a request. That's a sure-fire way to get banned. I do have a life and family outside of tumblr. I will get to your request when I can.

If you do not like what I create. Leave. (More on that in disclaimers)

[Rules subject to change when necessary]

THINGS I WILL NOT TOUCH

bodily waste kinks

Incestuous relationships

inappropriate interaction with characters under 18 years of age

Feet

Food Kinks

Gore/vore

Canon x Canon (Commission Only)

Canon x Oc (for self-indulgence and commission only)

Pokephilia/bestiality

Period Sex

Pregnancy Sex

[This is not a complete list. More will be added as discovered]

Also a couple of disclaimers

I refuse to create from a place of ignorance. I keep my works to subject matters that I have intimate first-hand knowledge of. If I do not have such, I make sure to have people to consult that do possess such knowledge and experience. Representation is important and I try very hard to provide it in my work. That being said, I am also quite aware that there is simply no pleasing some individuals. If this bothers you, this is not the blog for you. What you seek is obviously not here and I wish you luck in finding it elsewhere.

I have a chronic illness that does put me out for long periods of time. Should this happen, I apologize in advance for my disappearance and will try to return at the earliest convenience.

This blog will deal with some darker content. I will try my best to tag everything appropriately. Should I slip up and miss something, please let me know.

My list of writing interests is currently quite short. I intend to branch out in the future.

CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH: Submas/Warden Twins (Pokemon BW/B2W2/Pokemon Legends Arceus)

OTHER CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR:

Director Clavell - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Mr. Saguaro - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Brassius - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Larry - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Hassel - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Rika - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

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hermitblr-confessions · 11 days

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i don’t get why people want the ao3 character tag names changed (like instead of it being “charles | grian” it’s just “grian”) like that would be a HUGE amount of work for the tag wranglers to change the name of pretty much every persons tag, for what? not seeing someone’s real name? it’s not like they are doxxing anyone it’s public info what their names are and for people like Etho who’s names ARENT public there it’s just “Etho”

And you can not use the real names if you don’t want to! The tags “Grian & Mumbo” and “Charles | Grian & Oliver | Mumbo” are both synced up! Just use those if you are so upset about the tag names!

Same goes for things like “[Character] (Video blogging RPF)” IT WOULD BE SO MUCH WORK TO CHANGE THEM ALL JUST USE THE SYNCED TAGS

sorry for ranting i’m very passionate about this 🫶

#confessingdistress #hermitblr #confession

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