Bechloe Is Titanium

(Non-authors, please RB to signal boost to your author friends!)

An astute reader informed me this morning that one of my fics (Children of the Future Age) had been pirated and was being sold as a novel on Amazon:

(And they weren't even creative with their cover design. If you're going to pirate something that I spent a full year of my life writing, at least give me a pretty screenshot to brag about later. Seriously.)

I promptly filed a DMCA complaint to have it removed, but I checked out the company that put it up -- Plush Books -- and it looks like A LOT of their books are pirated fic. They are by no means the only ones doing this, either -- the fact that """publishers""" can download stories from AO3 in ebook format and then reupload them to Amazon in just a few clicks makes fic piracy a common problem. There are a whole host of reasons why letting this continue is bad -- including actual legal risk to fanfiction archives -- but basically:

IF YOU ARE A FANFIC AUTHOR WITH LONG AND/OR POPULAR WORKS, PLEASE CHECK AMAZON TO SEE IF YOUR STORIES HAVE BEEN PIRATED.

You can search for your fics by title, or by text from the description (which is often just copied wholesale from AO3 as well). If you find that someone has stolen your work and is selling it as their own, you can lodge a DMCA complaint (Amazon.com/USA site; other countries have different systems). If you haven't done this before, it's easy! Here's a tutorial:

HOW TO FILE A COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT FOR STOLEN WORK ON AMAZON.COM:

First, go to this form. You'll need to be signed into your Amazon account.

Select the radio buttons/dropdown options (shown below) to indicate that you are the legal Rights Owner, you have a copyright concern, and it is about a pirated product.

Enter the name of your story in the Name of Brand field.

In the Link to the Copyrighted Work box, enter a link to the story on AO3 or whatever site your work is posted on.

In the Additional Information box, explain that you are the author of the work and it is being sold without your permission. That's all you really need. If you want, you can include additional information that might be helpful in establishing the validity of your claim, but you don't have to go into great detail. You can simply write something like this:

I am the author of this work, which is being sold by [publisher] without my permission. I originally published this story in [date/year] on [name of site], and have provided a link to the original above. On request, I can provide documentation proving that I am the owner of the account that originally posted this story.

In the ASIN/ISBN-10 field, copy and paste the ID number from the pirated copy's URL. You'll find this ten-digit number in the Amazon URL after the word "product," as in the screenshot below. (If the URL extends beyond this number, you can ignore everything from the question mark on.) Once this number has been added, Amazon will pull the product information automatically and add it to the complaint form, so you can check the listing title and make sure it's correct.

Finally, add your contact information to the relevant fields, check the "I have read and accept the statements" box, and then click Submit. You should receive an email confirmation that Amazon has received the form.

Please share this information with your writer friends, keep an eye out for/report pirated works, and help us keep fanfiction free and legally protected!

of course i can’t pick one fave, and i honestly haven’t done a whole lot of group art of the nein, just mainly beauyasha — but here are some of my fave pieces i bring up often:

(beware c2 spoilers in here)

"Beauregard?" Caleb's voice comes softly through her sending stone. Beau groans and turns away from the stone on her bedside table, burying her face into Yasha's chest instead. But Caleb's voice comes again, "Beau, are you there?"

Now that she's more awake, Beau can hear a strain in his voice, a tension that isn't normally there. She sighs, turning back over and slapping her hand on the table until she grabs the smooth stone.

"I'm here, Cay," she mumbles, still waking up. "What's wrong?"

There's a moment of silence and then Caleb says softly, "Schwester."

Beau sits up, suddenly wide awake. Caleb doesn't call her that unless something is seriously wrong. Beside her, Yasha sighs softly in her sleep. "Talk to me, man. I'm here, what's going on?"

"It smells like smoke," he tells her slowly, accent thicker than normal as though he's struggling to talk in common. "My neighbors are having a-a bonfire."

Without him having to tell her, she understands. He's fighting back some bad memories, he's struggling and close to failing. "Come here," Beau says immediately.

"I don't want to intrude-"

"I don't give a shit," Beau replies. "Come here."

Beau doesn't hear a response from him, but a moment later there's the familiar crackle of magic and a flash of amber light from outside the window. Carefully Beau pulls herself away from Yasha and pads to the front door, opening it before Caleb even has a chance to knock.

Like her, he's wearing pajamas and his hair is pulled back into a neat braid. There are thick bags under his eyes and his hands are clutched tight to his forearms as he tries desperately not to scratch.

Beau grabs him by the back of his neck and hugs him tight. Caleb all but falls against her, he's a good bit taller than her, but he somehow manages to seem small in her arms as he clings to her. Beau murmurs meaningless words of comfort in his ear, knowing that the touch is doing more to ground him than any words can.

"Do you want some tea?" Beau asks after a long, long moment. "Yasha made cookies today."

"With spiders in them?"

Beau chuckles and pulls away from him, but keeping hold on one of his wrists, "Beetles, actually. They're actually pretty good. Come on." She pulls him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. Inside, they find Yasha awake and wearing a dressing gown as she pours tea into three cuts and warms a plate of cookies.

When she sees Caleb and Beau, she smiles and walks over to wrap Caleb in a massive hug. Beau hears the two of them exchange a few words before Yasha gently pushes Caleb to sit on the couch and pushes a cup of tea into his hands.

a list of state-specific funds

national network of abortion funds

indigenous women rising; abortion fund

national abortion federation 

women’s reproductive rights assistance project 

INTERNATIONAL

international planned parenthood federation

partners for reproductive justice (africa, asia, the americas)

fondo de aborto para la justicia social (mexico)

mabia (ghana)

bangladesh women’s health coalition

abortion without borders (poland, uk, the netherlands, germany)

women help women (based in the netherlands, buts works internationally in europe)

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Beca used to be a heavy sleeper.

She used to have to set at least 5 alarms to ensure she’d be up in time for work. It drove Chloe crazy.

Now she didn’t sleep quite so deeply. She slept lightly. Cautiously.

Her ears primed for the sound of movement and noise. Whether that be the sound of her son’s footsteps as he approached their bedroom door, or the sound of her wife making her fourth trip to the bathroom in one night. 

This time, it was Chloe stumbling out of bed towards the bathroom at 3 am that caused her eyes to snap open, like someone had just flicked a switch. 

The sound of Chloe retching into the toilet pushed Beca up and out of bed.

Beca gathered Chloe’s hair into her hands and tied it back using the hair tie on her wrist.

Her hand then went to Chloe’s back, rubbing slow soft circles as she continued to throw up.

“You’re okay,” Beca said, her voice soft and reassuring. “You’re okay, just get it all out.”