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hellloooo fanfiction tumblr!! i want to write for you :) so i’m taking requests. below are characters i know and love, or, atleast, have at some point in my journey through fandoms (bolded ones are ones i write alot). ask, comment, or pm me an idea with reader x character, character x character, etc. i’ll shoot for a chapter’s length of words. i ask that you keep all asks PG-13, but both romantic and platonic are encouraged. they can be as goofy, comforting, world-ending-someone’s-dying-dramatic or as open ended as you want them to be. trust, your reading experience is in my hands and i will not let you down. i really want to restore my love for writing, so even if you don’t care for the characters down here, i’d love for you to reblog it to get it to someone who can get a free (well-written!) scenario for themselves. i love juicy metaphors, description that doesn’t last 50 years, and mentioning cute capybaras all the time. (i’m kidding). (kind of). thank you!!!!!!! mwaaah!

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percy jackson and the olympians (tv show)

luke castellan

percy jackson

wednesday 

tyler galpin

enid sinclair

wednesday adams

american horror story

tate langdon

kyle spencer

harry potter (golden trio era, slytherin boys)

mattheo riddle

tom riddle

harry potter

ron weasely

hermione granger

fred or george weasely

cedric diggory

yellowjackets

natalie stattorcio 

the o.c.

ryan atwood

seth cohen

marissa cooper

summer 

all the bright places

theodore finch

scream

ethan landry

stu macher

chad meeks

the vampire diaries

jeremy gilbert

damon salvatore

stefan salvatore

caroline forbes

matt donavan

grey’s anatomy

lexie grey

marvel

peter parker (the amazing spiderman)(aka andrew garfield)

peter parker (MCU)(aka tom holland)

valorant 

miks

jett

Hello! Welcome to the No More Zero Comments Project! This is a blog dedicated to reducing the amount of fics on ao3 that have no comments at all.

The goal is simple: find fics with no comments, read them, and leave a comment for the author. However, I (this blogs creator) am not in every fandom to ever exist on ao3 so this is not a task I can do alone. That's where you come in!

There are two ways you can do this. One is to go out and find fics with zero comments in your fandoms, and leave a comment. The other is to take a look at the spreadsheet i made with a list of fics i found with no comments and see if there's any fandoms you know. If I did my job right, you should be able to filter it? Who knows, I suck at technology. This spreadsheet will be updated regularly by adding new fics (and removing ones that have now received comments) so there will always be new stuff to see!

So far, the spreadsheet contains mostly fics from @febuwhump collections, as their commentfest is where i got this idea. If you want to submit one of your own zero comment fics for the spreadsheet, you can do so here.

If you read a fic from the spreadsheet and leave a comment on it (or have received a comment on your own fic that is on the spreadsheet), you can let me know here so I can remove it from the spreadsheet (you do not have to do this, I will try to check regularly to see if fics have received comments, but doing it this way will be a HUGE help to me)!

Some preemptive answers to potential FAQs under the cut!

my google docs is FAILING me (its losing my offline docs) and i don't have office (microsoft word) yet so im looking for alternatives

Starting a weekly writing challenge for myself and anyone else who may want to participate. It’s simple, write seven lines of whatever pops into your head, whether it be something related to a WIP or completely fresh and new. The point is to help with writer’s block or inspire something new to write about.

Seven Lines from Chapter Five of my fanfiction GothamX (I’ve restarted this chapter numerous times and can’t seem to get it right enough for me), you’re also going to get an eighth line because I’m not splitting up the dialogue. March 3rd 2024

Three months ago, my life changed.

Three months ago I was traveling in Italy, drinking endless fruity cocktails and strolling down my favorite Sicilian beach with the love of my life watching the sun set.

But with a blink of an eye, my paradise became a nightmare; I was forced to flee and seek refuge far from my friends and family.

That’s not the whole story, I just don’t have time to tell it right now.

There’s more important things to focus on.

“Alexandra, stick to the plan.”

Seven lines from my PJO wip :D (it's not a new scene, just a random scrap i flagged to come back and rewrite)

 i’ve been seeing a lot of posts to the effect of “i wish i could talk to more writers on tumblr, but i’m too shy.” and a lot of the replies are “you can talk to me, i don’t bite!” which is great, honestly. but these interactions, at least in my experience, rarely lead to anything more. 

so this is my attempt to compile a list of how to be friends with writeblrs that’s a little more than just “talk to people.” i don’t know if it’s just common sense for the rest of you, but this is all stuff i had to learn through almost a year on tumblr. im fuckign old omg.

so without further ado, i present: Conversation Starters For Writeblrs.

do they reblog ask games? send asks, off anon. reply to their answers.

see something in common? you both have dragons in your wip? you’re both the same age? tell them!

tag them in things! who actually cares if you’re following the rules of the tag games or not?

if they’re asking for something, like book recs or advice, answer them.

compliments. literally anything, as long as it’s genuine. send them off anon so people know who you are. 

reply to their fuckign writing!! pleAse!! and not just “ooh this is good” (though that’s nice too), but tell them what you liked! tell them what you were confused about! tell them where you want more detail! we’re all on here because of writing, might as well actually talk about it sometimes!

just. like. ask how their day went.

Also, some thoughts:

you’re not a bother. and even if you are, who’s going to be rude enough to say it?

someone has to make the first move, it might as well be you.

they’re just people.  we’re all literally just people.

friendship ≠ one interaction. keep trying. keep talking.

i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."

goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'

"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.

behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."

"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."

"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."

later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."

she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.

the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?

i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.

but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.

each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".