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So, the other day, when I was discussing AO3's policy on solicitation, a tumblr user came at me saying that AO3's "no monetization/solicitation" rules were "bullshit" because nexus mods allows fan created mods to get paid.
Look at me.
Look at me right now.
AO3 protects you.
AO3 protects you and your works.
It protects your works from copyright strikes and DCMA takedowns.
It protects your work from advertisers.
It protects your work from overzealous legal challenges.
It protects your right to post adult content.
AO3 is non-profit and AO3 will never try to use you or your work to make a profit for themselves and AO3 will go to bat for you if someone tries to legally challenge you or your works.
Please respect AO3 and its mission.
"these researchers published a paper on something that literally any of us could have told you 🙄" ok well my supervisors wont let me write something in my thesis unless I can back it up with a citation so maybe it's a good thing that they're amplifying your voice to the scientific community in a way that prevents people from writing off your experiences as annecdotal evidence
they did the research in the first place because they believed you and wanted to tell people about it. they are not our enemies.
Damn... I was a good writer. I wish I could meet them again, but they seem to have gotten lost with the days I can't remember.
Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that
"If tampons should be free, then so should my diabetes meds."
Yes? Yes they should be? Your life-saving medication that you need in order to live for a condition you were born with should be given to you at no cost?
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Dilf Sebastian pt. 3 Christmas drabble (stand alone but the series is cute)
Pt. 1 Pt. 2
A/N: I gave youngin a name.. or rather a nickname? Ro. so when you see it that's why. No beta.
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Sebastian wasn't really a Christmas creature. He found the whole event terribly troublesome and what reprieve there was to be found did not make up for the nuisance of it all.
Thankfully, you were simple. You'd found joy in the mundanity. He sometimes wondered if you did it for his sake but it wasn't his place to ask. Or maybe he didn't want to.
The season had officially exploded onto society. Not a single place could be seen without Santa impersonators or twinkling lights which meant it was soon to creep its way into your home.
Even so there was a level of decorum that was preserved in the home you'd built. where there would usually be string lights there was candles. where there was excess sugar was the in season fruits and warm ciders.
where there was belief in Santa there was myth books and fables. You'd never told Ro that Santa was or wasn't real but allowed them to view things through the means literature. Saint Nick, Joulupukki, Gryla and Krampus.
For the reader that asked for the x hinawa short, I haven't forgotten about you, I'm brushing up on my fice force lore so I can give you something worth reading lol.
Bro sometimes birthdays are kind of sad. Anyways..
rewatching castlevania for halloween and thinking about kissing the main trios scars
you kiss trevor’s scar when the nights are hard (they always are) and it turns him pink even if he wished it didn’t. it kills his street cred he says, but he still lets you. he lets you take his stubble covered chin into your hands - strong hands that have saved the lives of others and his. you bring him close and you can see the pale freckles that dance along his face, you wished he would stay in the sun more to let them bloom across the bridge of his nose. his eyes, those pretty blue eyes flutter shut and your lips press so gently onto the raised, pale skin he can’t help but shudder in your hold. you touch is like snow falling to the ground at the first sign of winter. you pull away, and he opens his eyes he wonders if he truly deserves your sweetness.
you kiss sypha’s scar when she drags you to the library - to keep her from falling asleep she says. really want she wants is to use you as a heater/pillow as she pours over all the books in the library in Dracula’s castle (now it’s technically Alucard’s). she leans back into your chest, you hold the hard cover of the books for her and you let her bounce ideas off of you as her comprehension grows with each page that passes. sypha is beautiful- tan skin with soft red hair and blue robes, she smells of the earth and you often find your gaze going from the pages to the gentle slop of her neck - the waves in her hair down to her shoulders. your eyes land on the scars of her exposed shoulders. the skin darker and thin - marks of previous battles and burns. you do it without thinking, you’re head dipping down and your lips press onto her skin. she shudders, skin raising to goosebumps; whatever she was about to say dies upon her lips. she flushes a peach pink, looking over at you from her shoulder and she looks so much more like a blushing maiden than the fearsome sorceress she is. you grin cheekily, pressing another small kiss to the scarred skin.
you kiss alucard’s scar with purest intentions, sometimes alucard throws himself into working whether with sypha or his own curiosities he finds himself often sleeping in the lab. when these times occur you bring it upon yourself to take care of him - making him dinner (rather making him eat dinner) or brushing his hair and even sometimes, if desperate times call for desperate measures bathing him yourself. you are incredibly stubborn; like a mule, he said once, after you had dragged him to the bathtub without second thought. it wasn’t something that was embarrassing to the either of you - saving each other’s lives and seeing each other covered in blood, shit and god knows what else has broken most barriers between the two of you. but sometimes, somedays it is a bit more difficult, when things come back to haunt alucard down to the marking made onto his fair skin permanently. he sits in the tub, the water warmed by you and the smell of soap doing little to fight back against the memories. your fingers run through his golden hair, like wheat in the fields of your childhood home. he reaches out and grasped your hand and looks at you with such deep sadness in his eyes it makes you remember that though peace tastes sweet, the tragedy to get here still resides on the tongue. you lean over, you’re head dipping past his chin and he watches with bright red cheeks at how you look at him from your position. your lips touch his scars that reside on the swell of his chest, the skin dark and pink - your soft lips rest there and he wonders if you can feel his heart beating. you are safe, your action speaks, it will never happen again. your eyes say, sparkling full of pure affection. alucard grips your hand, believing you with all his heart.
Fuck...
🦊= Spicy (18+)
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May I request #18 with Edward from Twilight? Please and thank you!
Absolutely, Okay so this is an x reader...Maybe Vamphunter!reader? So Bella isn't here. Either pre canon or AU. Up to you! Also, I took some liberties on the prompt lol.
Prompt 18: Lost in the woods, you're tired, thirsty and desperate when you stumble across a strange cabin.
CW: Observing?
Some time ago all the trees began to look the same. Some had orange and green leaves and others had green and orange leaves.
The knots had begun to look like eyes, watching you wander endlessly in circles. If they could speak would they laugh?
It was just like the forest to do something like that. When you listen closely you could almost hear it. A twinging laughter for the one that is always lost.
Except. you could hear it. Or hear... something.
You stumbled forward following the tinkling sound. Your steps soften to better listen, but the crunch of leaves beneath your boots echos around the forest.
A moment the breeze stops and you lose the sound but soon it is found again. The melody brings you to a windchime made of old spoons. the rain gutter from which it hangs from sags off the side of a dilapidated cabin.
Excitement exhausts the last of your hydration. Hours earlies your lips had taken on a sticky feeling but even that has left you. There was a single gulp of water left in your bottle and it was reserved for deaths door.
And here it was. The door was weathered wood, potentially built from something grown here in this forest. It looked like it might have been painted once but the hue of it decayed with the rest of the structure.
October Writing Prompts🎃🍂 (requests open)
Halloween centric
1- carving pumpkins
2- taking a road trip through an autumn canyon
3- going to a haunted attraction
4- (real) haunted house (soft horror)
5- Favorite Halloween memory from childhood
6- first time celebrating Halloween
Horror
7- "whatever you hear, don't open the door."
8-The bell above the grave is ringing
9-Sinister urban legend
10-exploring abandoned places
11-The walls are bleeding
12-what started as a simple side quest turned into a bloody nightmare of cosmic proportions.
Long form prompts
13- the filming location for a popular horror movie opens as an attraction. There is a reason half the cast is dead.
14- it was a new VR game everyone was geared up to play. It feels a little too real for comfort.
15- Open water was terrifying at night. Especially when the power as gone out in the boat.
16- someone is reenacting murders from a popular horror novel. You just might be the next victim.
17- a power outage turns Halloween night into a spooky fest of soft thrills
18- lost in the woods, you're tired, thirsty and desperate when you stumble upon a strange cabin.
19- an old camera is found in the woods, the footage is unspeakable.
20- you wake up on Halloween morning. Cartoons on the TV, the smell of fall, neon orange decor, it's 1997
21- there was a town everyone knew not to go near. Especially once the leaves turned.
AUs
22- Sleepy Hollow AU
23- Over the garden wall AU
24- Lovecraftian in nature
25- Halloween bake off AU
26- Coraline AU
27- Monster House AU
28- Scooby doo AU
One word prompts
29- Masked
30- Monster
31- Victim
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