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Paramore was right. Hard times
i actually never ever want AO3 to be censored bc nothing is more fun than reading the tags on a fic and going “huh. didn’t know there was a market for that.”
squinting at a tag and trying to decide how badly I want to learn a new word
wattpad really gave ao3 a huge free promo with their new policy update that makes things even worse for their users. so to all the people who are now moving to ao3 due to this…
welcome! here are what you need to know about ao3 and how it’s the complete opposite of wattpad
trigger warning for the mention of contents that are allowed on ao3 that can be triggering to some.
ao3 is a non-profit organization. it’s run by fans (people like you and me), for fans.
fans donate to the site on their own free will to keep the site up and running smoothly.
ao3 is not a social media. it is an archive.
ao3 doesn’t have ads. it doesn’t have algorithms. it doesn’t have “going viral.”
everything is endlessly free on ao3. there is no “ao3 premium.” you will never see a single ad on ao3, and you can download as many fics as you want to read offline for free.
ao3 doesn’t have an app. and ao3 doesn’t need an app. any “ao3 apps” you see are third-party apps and are not affiliated with ao3, so be careful giving these shady apps your login infos or other personal information.
ao3 was built with the main purpose to 1.) be completely against censorship and 2.) host fics that are banned on other platforms like wattpad.
the reason ao3 doesn’t have an app is because for it to have its own app, appstore and google play store will have to approve it first. and due to the contents ao3 allow, chances are that it won’t get approved. which is actually a good thing. it doesn’t need an app. it works more than fine without an app.
on ao3, every single thing is allowed as long as it is fanfic or fan work (original works, fan art and video edits count as fan works, but if you want to post a video edits on ao3, you will have to post it elsewhere and then link it back to ao3 — ao3 cannot host video edits on its platform due to copyright issues)
by every single thing that is fanfic, I mean every single thing:
the filthiest smut without plot that is written purely for sexual pleasure is allowed. it has its own canonical tag called “plot what plot, porn without plot.”
fics that focus on non-consensual sexual intercourse are allowed, doesn’t matter if the fics glorify or romanticize the act, doesn’t matter if they’re written as kinks. they have their own canonical tag called “rape/non-con.”
fics about characters who are minors are allowed, even if they’re portrayed in a sexual manner, even if they’re non-consensual sexual intercourse. even if the minor characters are romantically and/or sexually involved with characters who are adults. even if they fics are written in ways that glorify and/or romanticize the thing. they have their own canonical tag called “underage sex.”
fics about incest are allowed. doesn’t matter if they glorify or romanticize the relationship. they have their own canonically tag called “incest.” fun fact: the first ever fic that was posted on ao3 was a fic about an incest ship from supernatural.
fics about self-harm and suicide are allowed. doesn’t matter if they glorify or romanticize the act. they have their own canonical tags called “self-harm” and “suicide” also “suicidal ideation”, “suicide attempt”, “implied/referenced suicide”, etc.
fics about violence and gore are allowed, even if they were written for the sake of shock value. they have their own canonical tag called “violence”, “blood and gore”, “blood and injuries”, etc.
rpf is also allowed. doesn’t matter if the content of the fics are dark and taboo. they’re treated the same way as any other fics.
every single dark and taboo fic you can think of is allowed. and it has its own canonical tag. because it is the main reason why ao3 was created in the first place.
“but what do I do if I don’t wanna see fics about xyz?” you can filter out any specific tag, character and/or pairing you want.
“what do I do if I wanna find fics about xyz?” you can search for any specific tag, character and/or pairing you want.
a lot of ao3 users rely on tags to search for specific tags, pairings, characters they want. they also rely on tags to filter out and exclude specific tags, pairings, and characters that they don’t want to see.
ao3’s tagging system is by far the most efficient one I’ve ever seen.
on ao3, our main principles are “don’t like don’t read” — which means YOU have a responsibility to curate your own internet experience. yes, ao3 allows all kind of messed up fics, but they also allow you the ability to NOT see anything you don’t want to see, by filtering out specific fics, pairings and/or characters.
no. you cannot harass authors who write about things that disgust you. you can and will be reported for harassment, and ao3 takes harassment very seriously. they will not take your side. because fucked up fics are allowed on ao3—fucked up fics are the main reason ao3 was created—whereas harassment is a direct violation of their terms of service.
ao3 is a house of the freaks and the perverts (affectionate). you ARE in the house of the freaks and the perverts. so don’t think about harassing or being rude to the freaks and the perverts who built this anti-censorship house and are kind enough to let you in.
ao3 is proship, profic, and anti-censorship.
any writer can write whatever they want, however they want. the only etiquette is that you tag your stuff properly and accurately
mistagging for visibility is heavily frowned upon here, and it won’t get your works more views. people will either block or report you if you deliberately mistag things with the purpose of getting your fic more views. as I’ve said before, ao3 is an archive. it’s not a social media. it doesn’t have algorithms or going viral.
if you come across a fic that has the tag “creator chose not to use archive warnings” it means the fic may or may not contain topics that can be triggering, but the author won’t tell you what these topics are, or if there are any at all. so proceed at your own risk.
that said, because ao3 is a non-profit site that hosts millions of works about others’ copyrighted characters, you CANNOT link a monetization platform anywhere on ao3, you CANNOT mention any donation, commission—or anything that involves money—anywhere on ao3. no, you cannot imply donation, commission, or anything that involves money either. that is against their terms of service.
and because ao3 is a place for fanworks, the “work section” of your post has to actually be fanwork (fanfic, original work, fan art, link to a video edit count as fanwork). anything that isn’t fanwork is not allowed.
you cannot post something on ao3 that is not fanwork. so no political statement, no call-out post, no “I’m looking for fics about xyz”.
ao3 is anti censorship as long as what your post is actually fanwork and as long as you don’t violate their terms of service that I’ve mentioned above.
ao3 has their own team of lawyers to protect them, their users, and every fanwork that is posted on their platform.
last but not least, don’t write directly onto ao3. write and store your works elsewhere before copy and paste them onto ao3 once they’re ready to post!! because ao3 does NOT autosave drafts for you, you risk losing everything you’ve typed if there’s a glitch, if the site crashes or if your device unexpectedly shuts down for whatever reason.
that’s all for now. have fun and happy writing/reading!
I'd go to war for archive of our own
𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
────── "in the heat of the summer, you're so different from the rest"
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The sound of feet running on the pavement fills in the empty, awkward silence amongst everyone crowding the picnic table. Children laugh nearby, sprinting past you while continuing their game of tag. They dash around the table as quickly as their little feet can take them. One of the young girls, blonde with a braid in her tangled hair, darts towards the prison. She enters a clearing where it’s all concrete and multiple doors line the walls. Just as the girl runs past one of the furthest doors, it slowly opens to reveal a man on the other side.
He steps slowly into the heat of the summer. The sun highlights the sweat dripping off his brows, as well as the dark curls that clung to his forehead. He squints ever so slightly from the rays of light blinding him, eyes sharp and searching for anything in the vicinity that might call his name. His eyes cast a glance in every direction, finally landing on you. The two of you stare for a longing moment.
The man takes steps in your direction, eyes never leaving your face. It’s the same as Carol had been doing earlier today, yet the way he does it feels…different. As he approaches, you take in more of his facial features. The man’s chin is held high with determination. The beard on his face looks like it hadn’t been trimmed in some time. It’s color was an indication of age and possibly stress. Just with a glance, it looked like this man had seen and been through a lot.
You’d be lying if you didn’t think he looked…handsome.
I feel like Cecil would either really be into neck kisses or horrified by them cause he’s been choked too many times
oh my gosh i have never once considered this and now i cant stop THINKING ABOUT IT!!! i mean hey you have a point. it's not like anyone else in his life is touching his neck in an intimate way, it's usually being suspended in the air by some viltrumite lol
cecil would gradually get into it. at first he wouldn't be sure what to make of the sudden action. the moment his partner's lips are pressed against his neck, his eyes widened and his breath would hitch. i wouldn't be surprised if he flinched ever so slightly as well. he doesn't mean to, cecil is only caught off guard a bit. especially when memories of the past begin flooding the front of his brain
although, as much as he would first act like he is entirely bothered by neck kisses, cecil slowly trusts what his partner is doing and wants this special treatment to continue. the more they come, oh he's melting like putty. where he used to lash out and ask, "what the hell are doing? stop it," over a long period of time he would begin to murmur back in a hushed tone, "don't stop..."
anyway, i volunteer as tribute to be the first to kiss his neck
shane walsh fucks the brains out of you.
could be anywhere— the tent you two share, the car, the woods if you’re feeling extra frisky. although, shane has a little field he found, even circled the perimeter with fishing string so that any walker who hears you two will trip before they get to you. he doesn’t have a preference, not when he’s too focused on how your eyes flutter like you can’t exactly focus when he’s fucking you.
your ankles as his earmuffs, hands on the backs of your thighs to keep them spread. he’s panting, grunting with every thrust. his eyes dart everywhere: the soft ‘o’ shape of your mouth, the way your swollen folds stretch to accommodate his girthy cock, the pinch between your brows as your eyes go hazy with something stupid.
even when you whimper that it’s too much, he’s too big, he doesn’t stop. he likes being in control, likes watching you squirm while your pussy stretches out to accommodate him. all he’ll do is shush you and tell you to take it, because he knows you can.
he loves being mean, too. loves pulling out once he can feel you clench around him all sweetly. loves hearing your loud whines and seeing your lips pout when he flips you over so your face is buried in the mattress. he especially loves it when he’s pressing his thumb against your asshole and he hears your shocked little whine.
he takes because you let him; he knows your limits, and god does he love pushing them. it’s his way of letting off the adrenaline from having to be alert for the group. while he takes care of the others, you take care of him.
never take for granted the moments when you’re not nauseous
shane's baby bratting the absolute fuck out, attitude off the chain, huffing and puffing, "said m'fine, shane."
oh, hell.
shane groans as he rises to his feet from the stump he was sitting on sharpening a knife, "alright, let's go." his hand is on your arm in an instant, dragging you back to your tent.
you're fighting the whole way, "git yer fuckin' hands off of me, god dammit." you huff. 
shane is sure as shit people are staring by now, scooping you up over his shoulder and ducking into the tent with you, setting you down with a hand over your mouth.
"you done? 'cause, girl i tell you what, i'm done with this attitude. s'tha'matter?" his hands are hot, smell like dirt and gun powder.
sweat is pouring down your forehead and tears are welling up, you're so overstimulated. the sun got way too hot before you finished the chores shane assigned you, you didn't even know why you had to do them, but shane insisted keeping you on a routine was good.
he's shushing you and closing the space between you, "member we talked about usin' your words?"
you nod and tears fall, "s'hot, daddy. m'just hot."
he sighs and his shoulders fall, "christ's sake, s'down baby, c'mon." he's rifling through a tote with all his camping shit in it, pulling out a battery operated fan. setting it up next to your makeshift bed with blankets and sleeping bags.
he's got it pointed right at your face, petting down your hair, "need a nap, girl. i'll be back in a little while to check on ya."
you're sniffling yourself to sleep, ready for the day to be over. shane is shaking his head, zipping the tent up.
i love my boyfriend. i’m so blessed with him in my life
tagged by: @sweetlikenonsense
𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 ♡
Staring at the dark sky, you puff away elegantly. The smoke wisps up towards the glimmering stars, encasing your hair in semi-thick clouds that dissipate within seconds. Your lips, plump and covered in a decadent dark red, look ravishing each time you bring the rolled tobacco towards your mouth. Cecil notices your drink is on the ledge of the balcony. One wrong move and the glass could go flying towards the busy city street below. He nearly warns you about that too, but his voice gets caught in his throat. Now he second guesses how to start a conversation, as if that has ever been an issue with you in the past.
tagging: @uglylittlelamb @rickgrimes-cupid @bees-library3 @bulletproofrabbit @gradysbaby note: sorry i totally did more than a sentence as well LOL. for anyone wondering, this is for an upcoming cecil stedman x reader one shot :)
Girls w glasses are so cute. Like wow you have beautiful eyes I’m glad you got them framed
𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
────── "i always feel like somebody's watchin me"
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Within seconds of them yelling, your hands shoot up like you’re being placed under arrest. Once you have a chance to truly observe their faces, you feel completely embarrassed. There are multiple tears streaking down your flushed cheeks.
sir, ur 2015 special
