when you get an ao3.org comment where someone quotes fic lines back to you?? unparalleled. brain exploding. best feeling in the world
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when you get an ao3.org comment where someone quotes fic lines back to you?? unparalleled. brain exploding. best feeling in the world

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The Raiders are sitting in the airport lounge, waiting for their flight to board after their game against Montreal. And right accross from them is one of those big posters from Shane's Reebok campagne. Ilya is playing a game on his phone (no, it's not to distract him from the giant Shane Hollander picture right in front of him, obviously not). Meanwhile Cliff looks at the Reeboks - they do look kinda nice, he has to admit - and then down to his own sneakers, which are a bit ratty and he could defnitely do with buying a new pair. And he's thinking about how convenient it must be to be sponsored by a shoe brand because it saves you the hassle of having to reaplace your old shoes. Hollander probably gets sent a new pair every couple of months whether he needs them or not. And wouldn't that be amazing.
"Maybe I should pull a Hollander", Cliff mutters to himself, thinking about how to best get an Adidas or Nike sponsorship or something.
Next to him Ilya almost gives himself whiplash with how fast his head snaps up and he barely manages to not drop his phone because Cliff what do you mean pull a Hollander there are no Hollanders to pull, Yuna and David are happily married and Shane is his boyfriend Cliff which Hollander are you trying to pull here-
Hayden who just spent the entire Summer at home with the twins and baby Arthur so he's still in full on dad mode when the season starts.
Shane gets up during the night to get a class of water from the bathroom. He accidentally wakes Hayden up just as he's getting back into bed because his elbow knocks against the bedside lamp. Hayden, half asleep, just rolls out of bed on instinct. His eyes aren't even fully open as he tucks Shane into bed, kisses his forhead and mumbles a "night night" before he falls face first into bed and is back to sleep immediately.
More things Dad Mode Hayden has done:
- Spent an entire conversation cutting an Apple into slices and handing them to J.J. without even noticing (J.J. is a bit confused but he does like apples so who is he to complain)
- Pats Shane on his back after he finished his meal. "Hayden...dude are you trying to fucking burp me-" "Shit fuck sorry! It's a habit!"
- One of the girls put a nightlight in his duffle bag (because obviously their Dad needs one to sleep if they do!) and Hayden plugged it in without really thinking about it. Shane just side eyes him like, dude if that's what you need to sleep well before a game against New York fine but that is a choice??
- Grabbed both Shane and J.J.'s hands when the Airport was particularly crowded. Got teased about that for the next three away games.
- Notices Shane's shoe is untied and gets on his knees and tying his laces for him before realizing what he's doing. "Uh, Hayden?" Shane asks, wide eyed, having not even noticed that his shoe was untied. Hayden blushes.
"Sorry, dude. Habit. I'll try not to do it anymore so you don't have some guy falling to his knees in front of you out of nowhere"
"...let's just get to the rink, Hayds"
genuinely I'm so sick of people wanting all fiction to be ethical. can we all just get a little gross with it. the point of fiction is that it's not real. we can be unethical in fiction; same goes with being perverted with fiction, being unrealistic with fiction, and being grotesque with fiction. not all fiction has to be ethical, not every character has to be ethical, and that's okay. can we stop with the puritanism. be gross. be unrealistic. be whatever. if I don't like it it's not my business as long as we're all clear that its fictional.
via ered.bsky.social, the only kinds of unethical fiction:
people in the replies are going "what about books glorifying unethical things" and "what if it's propaganda" and you, my friends, are who this comic was made for
Is there a word for occupying the space where normies think you're a freak and freaks think you're a normie?
I tell a woman with a 9 to 5 office job about the slightly niche speculative fiction novel I just finished and she goes "Oh, that's...interesting. I hadn't heard of that."
I tell a grungy chick I met at a dive bar about the same book and she kinda scoffs and goes "Okay" like I said my favorite show is Sesame Street

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Love the idea of aroacespec Grace and too-busy-being-dictator-to-entertain-the-thought Stratt not noticing even a little bit that they act too familiar. The Vatt sees Stratt steering Grace somewhere with a hand on the small of his back and go "👀😏" meanwhile the two of them are just like "ah yes very efficient for navigating crowds quickly :)". Early-apocalyptic qpr of all time
I watched 'Project Hail Mary' with my (conservative) grandparents and at the end I was talking about how I liked that there was no weird romance subplot. My Grammy immediately argued that "Yes there was", my initial thought was that she meant between Stratt and Grace so my sister and I both started to disagree until she said "Yeah, they were both willing to die for each other" at which point we realized our Grandmother was a Grace/Rocky shipper...
Stratt looking at the recordings Grace made, going throught it, all of them, waiting for the answer to the problem plagging humanity, listening to him rambling, science, science, astrophage, science...
"So! I met an alien."
Oh he's hearing voices. He went mad. Okay. "We are trying to communicate". whatever.
Still going through the recordings, science, science, astrophage, science, I named it Rocky okay, science... he cope by inventing a friend I guess, he still look lucid enough for the mission so, we are still good, aren't we...
And then the alien actually shows up on screen "Hi, I'm Rocky, Rocky from Erid, I am not Rocky from movie no no no"
Her, alongside any person watching this, would be FLOORED XD
Muscular boyfriend 😔
THE REF :
Arthur Pike is 9 years old when he really gets into his bugs and insects phase. And it's cute at first, Jackie buys him lots of picture books with bugs that they read together and Hayden is happy enough to trade the usual tiger time time at the zoo for more time where Arthur stares at the various big and small bugs crawling around behind the glass walls.
It's not until Jackie's cousin, in a well meaning gesture to support Athur, gifts him a tarantula. Which, well. He buys him the appropriate terrarium and hands Hayden a stack of pamphlets on how to take care of a tarrantula. Which is all well and good except for the fact that there is now a fucking enormous tarrantula in their home.
Arthur squeals with joy. Jackie and Hayden less so. Next to them on the couch, Ilya pulls his feet back from where they almost touched the newly unwrapped terrarium.
But it's fine. Hayden loves his son and wants him to be happy (although he did high-five Jackie after she pulled her Cousin to the side to tell him in a kind but very firm way to never ever gift them an animal again without consulting them). So, it's good. It's fine. Toby the Tarrantula happily lives withe the Pike family while Hayden manages to not completely freak out whenever goes into his son's bedroom. It's fine. It's good.
It very quickly turns very bad though on a sunny Saturday evening. The evening had started out well enough, with Shane and Ilya coming over for dinner while Jackie was out for dinner with her old college friends. There was a slight hitch when Hayden realised that he had promised the girls pancakes for dinner without checking the fridge. But even that problem was quickly resolved with Shane simply grabbing his car keys and announcing that "I'll get them, i'll be back in 10 minutes".
No, the very bad part started just after Shane had left the driveway, when Hayden bumped into the tarrarium which was currently staying in the living room while they got Arthur's bedroom painted. The thankfully still intact but unfortunately very empty terrarium.
"Rozanov, I'm gonna ask this once and you better be honest", Hayden said, focing himself to stay calm while his eyes were still locked on what should be Toby's home. "Did you take the fucking Spider out to fuck with me?"
Ilya just gave him an unimpressed stare. "It's a tarantula, Pike", he said drily. "And no, I did not take it out of the terrarium. Why?"
Hayden swallowed. Fuck.
"Pike? What-"
"It's empty."
Hayden finally turned to look at Ilya. Ilya took over with staring at the terrarium in horror.
Shit.
Shane finds both of them huddled together on kitchen stairs when he gets back 15 Minutes later with a carton of eggs and some blueberries in hand.
"Are you guys okay?"
Hayden and Ilya both do a horrible impression of acting casual.
"Of course we are, Solnyshko", Ilya assures him, casually leaning against one of the kitchen cabinets. If it weren't for his shaking hands and the way he kept glancing at the terrarium every two seconds, he'd almost pull it of.
"Yeah man, all good", Hayden adds in a voice that sounds only slightly panicked.
"If you say so", Shane says, unconvinced. "Why are you both standing on chairs?"
Hayden and Ilya look at each other. Look at Shane. Turn to look at each other again.
Ilya raises an eyebrow.
Hayden crosses his arms.
Both of them turn back to Shane.
"Easier to keep an eye on the kids that way, you know", Hayden says. Ilya nods. "Direct view to garden", he adds. Hayden nodds.
"For sure", Shane agrees easily before turning to put the eggs into the fridge to hide his smile. Even if he didn't know them as well as he did, it wouldn't be difficult to figure out that they're lying. It's also not particulary difficult to figure out why they chose to stand on top of two chairs that allow them to look at the terrarium while also being as far away as possible (and, to be fair, still keep an eye on the kids playing outside in the garden).
Of course, it's also not that difficult to remember that Jackie dropped off Toby at the Vet before heading out to meet her friends. And it's just as easy to know that Jackie will definitely want picture proof of her husband and Ilya Rozanov furiously whispering at each other while standing on top of two chairs -
"Why don't you get down and look for him"
"You crawl around the ice all the time, probably advantage for you to find him"
"Oh fuck you-"
- before he tells either of them the truth.

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Shane, drowsy and high on pain meds, looking at Ilya with big brown eyes as he goes, "Ilya? Tell me the story, please?"
The other guys who came with Ilya to visit Shane at the hospital all go "aww, Hollzy you romantic" and "Can't wait go hear this", because Shane is looking at Ilya with eyes full of love and this sweet smile while running his thumb over the wedding ring on his chain. So obviously they all expect some kind of romantic retelling of how they met or a memory the two of them share.
Instead Ilya just turns full audiobook and starts reciting the first chapter of 99: Stories of the Game by Wayne Gretzky and Kirstie McLellan Day as Shane happily snuggles up to him.
The Raiders are sitting in the airport lounge, waiting for their flight to board after their game against Montreal. And right accross from them is one of those big posters from Shane's Reebok campagne. Ilya is playing a game on his phone (no, it's not to distract him from the giant Shane Hollander picture right in front of him, obviously not). Meanwhile Cliff looks at the Reeboks - they do look kinda nice, he has to admit - and then down to his own sneakers, which are a bit ratty and he could defnitely do with buying a new pair. And he's thinking about how convenient it must be to be sponsored by a shoe brand because it saves you the hassle of having to reaplace your old shoes. Hollander probably gets sent a new pair every couple of months whether he needs them or not. And wouldn't that be amazing.
"Maybe I should pull a Hollander", Cliff mutters to himself, thinking about how to best get an Adidas or Nike sponsorship or something.
Next to him Ilya almost gives himself whiplash with how fast his head snaps up and he barely manages to not drop his phone because Cliff what do you mean pull a Hollander there are no Hollanders to pull, Yuna and David are happily married and Shane is his boyfriend Cliff which Hollander are you trying to pull here-
this old post… im gonna be honest it sounds like your music teacher got a better grasp of gerard than you did…
people complaining about ao3 site “not looking aesthetically pretty” is so funny to me because it’s super clear these people are used to wattpad and other social media platforms where you can have aesthetic layouts, but what they fail to understand is that ao3 is an archive. it’s a library with the purpose of keeping/storing/archiving fanworks. it’s not a social media.
also, you can technically make your ao3 page look aesthetically pretty by applying your own customized skin/layouts on your own ao3 page. according to people who use their own customized skins, it’s easy once you learn how to do it (I personally don’t know how to do it because I’m not interested in learning or applying any fancy skin, and I just use dark mode there) it may not be as easy as decorating twitter or wattpad layout, but that’s because the purpose of ao3 is to archive fanworks, not to be a place for users to show their aesthetic layouts.
once again, ao3 is a non-profit organization, an anti-censorship archive/library that welcomes all kinds of fanfics/fanworks. it doesn’t prioritize “looking aesthetically pretty” because looking aesthetically pretty like a social media platform has never been relevant to its purpose.
here’s the list of things you need to know if you’re new to ao3
happy anniversary to the one czechoslovak naval battle
Best part is that those boats didn't even belong to them
Madlads STOLE the Soviets' boats to beat the shit out of them

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You know Rowan Whitethorn would have absolutely exposed Lucien being Helion's son, Eris's and Mor's secret backstory, Gwyn's parentage, the fact that Feyre was going to die Bella Swan-style and finally roasted Azriel about the necklace re-gifting, all in one dinner.
Rocky: *tries to sneak back into the house early in the morning*
Adrian, turning around on a spinning chair to face the door: Rocky want tell Adrian where been all night question?
Rocky: Rocky…Rocky with Grace all night.
Grace, turning around on another spinning chair: Want to try again?
Rocky:
Rocky: Well 🎵🎶🎶.
Grace's chair spins too far and he has to scootch it back to face Rocky again