ktsometimeswrites

[ktsometimeswrites]

I've never been explicit about this because I'm a Fandom Old, and back in the day it was simply understood that anything on the Internet was fair game to do with what you wish, but: if you see a story of mine out there and you like it, download it. Fuck if I care. Keep it for yourself, distribute it to friends, print copies for yourself and your friends, mail it to people, I don't give a shit. As long as you're not exchanging money, I couldn't care less. And tbh you should be doing this with all fanfics you love - print them, save them, put them on a flash drive or a hard drive or share them with friends, whatever. Fanfic authors these days are really fucking precious about their fics, but honestly we're probably going to start seeing queer art being disappeared (especially in the US under the next president) so do whatever you can to archive the things you love to read. Even if that means just printing them out and sticking them in a binder for yourself to read as a bedtime story.

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…..uh… surprise! I’m not dead!

Life has been well.. life, I’m actually doing a masters degree now

I have been writing! Just very self indulgent stuff for myself and friends. But! I want to try and get back into writing for this account soooo, I’ll try and get some of the requests sitting in my inbox done

Also I have very much jumped off of the diving board and headfirst into a Hermitcraft hyperfixation which is fun!

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Fanfic writer affirmations

• My writing is for my enjoyment first, and the rest of the world second

• My interpretation and characterization is just as valid as anyone else’s

• The worth of my writing is not measured in likes

• My writing is good and adds value to the fandom

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Oh shoot I have two fics in the works!!

Life has been hectic recently I apologise but they’re coming!

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This is an appreciation post for the fanfic authors who aren’t included on rec lists

For the fanfic authors who don’t get art of their fics

For the fanfic authors who can’t get to 1000/500/100 hits

For the fanfic authors who don’t get comments/reviews

For the fanfic authors who write for small fandoms

For the fanfic authors who write rarepairs or gen fics

For the fanfic authors who get hate for the ships/characters/fandoms they write

For the fanfic authors who write in English despite it not being their first language

For the fanfic authors who don’t write in English

For the fanfic authors who don’t think anyone reads or likes their work

For the fanfic authors who aren’t big name fans

For the fanfic authors who don’t get requests in their inboxes

For the fanfic authors who can’t write stories that are more than a thousand words

For the fanfic authors who only write one ship

For the fanfic authors who are just starting

For the fanfic authors who have been writing fic for years

For the fanfic authors who use fanfic to practice writing

For the fanfic authors who write self-insert fics

For the fanfic authors who write about their OCs

For the fanfic authors who write to vent or cope

For the fanfic authors who are just waiting for their big break

Keep creating, I love you ❤️

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Hi hey hello

I’m in the middle of writing a Trent request but I’m also getting closer to being in con crunch for comic con with my three cosplays

As well as volunteering at a youth theatre group making their costumes

So it is coming! But bare with me!

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you guys want to do some headcanons today? i’ll be at clinical for the next few hours so send me some to whip up once I get home!!

feel free to reblog so everyone can get in on the fun! 😉

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I’ve been dying for some Trent Crimm x reader fics. Just wondering if you write for gender neutral readers, and what your guidelines are before I send some in :)

Hiya!!

I mainly only right for gender neutral readers as I’m non-binary!!

My guidelines are pretty lax, I may write smut, if it’s not too out there!

But I won’t write things like cheating, I’m uncomfortable writing pregnancy stuff.

I think that’s it though?!

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Saw my first post with someone admitting they used chatGPT to ‘write a fic’ which they then shared here on tumblr and on Ao3.

To be clear, using AI to churn out a piece of fiction is not writing.

Using a bot (possibly one that was trained using a scrape of Ao3, that is to say, the theft of work from every writer who has posted their work on Ao3) is NOT WRITING.

It is theft. It isn’t creation. It’s a regurgitation of the consumed collective work and effort and heart and time of every writer who has shared their work on Ao3.

‘I’m not a good writer’ is no excuse.

Want to be a writer? Put in the time everyone else does to practice.

Don’t feel confident in your work? Open yourself up to the same vulnerability and risk that the rest of us do.

You don’t get to use a fucking bot to vomit out an approximation of a story and pretend you’ve got skin in the game.

The sad thing? This bot-assembled fic wasn’t bad. It was bland, but it had internal logic, some passing context to character and canon. It wasn’t like those early AI art pieces that had surreal compositions and extra fingers. It wasn’t immediately obvious it was made by a bot.

In this instance the person who posted it admitted they had used a bot. Which, actually, I have some respect for. But it probably isn’t the first and it won’t be the last.

I don’t know that there’s a solution to this, but it is both hurting my heart and enraging me.

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Okay so everyone is on board for Trent Crimm x readers.. sooo

Who wants to send me requests?

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Why does no one write for Trent Crimm?

I think I’m gonna change that

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When reading fanfic keep in mind that for professional literature: 

Short story: under 7,500

Novelette: between 7,500 and 17,500

Novella: between 17,500 and 40,000

Novel: over 40,000

Fics over 40k are literally a novel written and shared for free.  If you have written a 40k+ fic, you have literally written a novel.

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I’m working on a real long form leverage fic atm but it’s with an OC and not a reader insert, if anyone is interested in that!

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things that always make me happy: serial commenters. there are three types

1) reading a longfic chapter by chapter, leaving an increasingly emotional comment on every chapter, descends into keysmashes near the end: outstanding

2) read one fic by accident, clicked the author name, now working steadily through the backlog and commenting on everything, I wake up to an AO3 inbox full of enthusiasm: precious beyond words

3) the longterm serial commenter whose comment begins with I don’t even know this fandom but because they have followed me from somewhere else: stunning. humbling. magical.

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I kind of want to write some Ted lasso fics..

This show has me in a chokehold

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Hey, do you still write reader inserts for Leverage? If so could I maybe get a fic set in-between Leverage season 5 and Leverage Redemption season 1, with a 16 year old female reader who tries pickpocketing Parker while the ot3 are out somewhere (not running a con), Parker obviously stops her and the ot3 start talking to the her and find out that she ran away from her terrible foster home and just needed money to eat, that hits them all in the feels (especially Parker) so they end up buying her lunch, one thing leads to another and she ends up unofficially adopted by the ot3. Wow, that's a lot (I'm still new to reader insert stuff so I hope this is an alright prompt)

Hello hello!!! Sorry this took me so long!!

Loved this request so thank you for sending it!! I did use gender neutral pronouns for the reader just because I feel more comfortable writing them! Sorry!

Pairing: Platonic! Eliot/Parker/Hardison x GN!Reader

Warnings: Hinted at child neglect/abuse

Word count: 1,557 words

Parker giggles as she leans back from taking a lick of Eliot's ice cream, reveling in the disgusted face he makes at her and the small “dammit Parker” that she gets from him, both of them knowing that there is no real malice behind his reaction. Just as she is about to lean in and do the same thing to Hardison’s ice cream, a young person, not much shorter than Parker herself, bumps into the three of them, causing them to split from being a threesome couple walking together, to Parker and Eliot on one side and Hardison on the other. Eliot and hardison both instantly exclaim, telling them to watch where they’re going but Parker just stops and watches the kid try to rush away with their head down, hood pulled up, obviously to try and hide who they are.

Before they can get too far, Parker is jogging up and stopping them with a hand on the shoulder, causing them to spin around and look at her like a deer in headlights. Parker notices that the kid is in clothes that dont fit quite right, the zip up hoodie theyre wearing is almost falling of their shoulders with how baggy it is, the length almost reaching their knees, the shirt underneath is just as baggy but tucked into trousers that swamp them, being held tightly on their waist by a belt and rolled up multiple times to sit at their ankles, the way they were walking also indicates that the shoes are a bit too big for them, everything clearly a hand me down from someone. Their eyes are darting around, clearly looking for an out, so Parker instantly lets go of them and takes a step back.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, but i would like my phone back please, and his wallet.” She says, motioning over her shoulder to Hardison who instantly starts patting down his pockets, looking for his wallet that isn’t there. The kid looks guilty and takes the phone and wallet out of her pocket and hands them back to Parker.

“Please don’t phone the police, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done it, I just need the money.” The kid rambles out, looking panicked at just the thought of the police being involved.

“Oh believe me, no police will be involved” Parker says, taking a second to look at the kid before speaking again. “Are you hungry?” She asks.

Before the kid even has a chance to speak, their stomach audibly growls, answering for them. Parker's face lights up “perfect! Lets go get lunch” she says, motioning for the kid to lead so her and the boys could walk behind them, giving them plenty of chances to run, making sure they don’t feel boxed in or trapped at all. They pause as they look at Parker, as if they’re trying to gauge if she’s serious or not, before they shoves their hands in her pockets, turning and walking away.

Parker grabs her boys and pulls them with her as she skips behind the kid, when she sees that the kid is actually heading towards a cafe and not running away, she hangs back slightly, pulling Eliot and Hardison in closer to her so she can whisper to them.

“This kid is clearly a foster kid, the clothes don’t fit, they’re skittish, afraid of the repercussions but not enough that they stop stealing. With a normal person they would’ve gotten away with what they took, they’ve been doing this a while,” Parker explains, cluing Hardison in on what Eliot has already started to put together.

“So, what do we do? Take them out for lunch? See what we can do to help?” Eliot asks, watching as the kid keeps glancing over their shoulder at the three of them.

“I mean, I could get in touch with Nana, see if she has room for another kid, but I don’t know how this one will feel about moving,” Hardison says, shrugging like it would be the easiest thing for him to do.

“Let’s start with lunch and see what happens,” Parker says, following the kid as they push their way into a small diner, they head to a table in the back corner of the room, slouching into a chair as if they’re trying to give off the air that they don’t care, but everything else about them screams that they’re on high alert.

Parker sits opposite them, noting how they sit in the chair in the aisle, allowing Hardison to sit next to them, making sure they’re not boxed in against the wall. Eliot grabs menus as he sits down, passing them out. Parker instantly dives into it, paying all of her attention to the desert menu. After giving the kid enough time to look at the menu, Parker finally speaks.

“So, do you come to this diner often?” She asks, not even having a chance to get a reply before the waitress comes over, who puts a hand on the kids shoulder with a smile, brushing pass how they flinch slightly

“Hey Y/N, how are you doing kiddo?” She asks, not even paying attention to the other three at the table.

“Hey Darcy, I’m okay, just showing some friends where to get the best food in town” Y/N says, entire personality seemingly changing, their back straightening as they smile at the waitress who giggles and slaps their shoulder “Always the charmer, kiddo, what can I get for you? Chocolate pancakes and an iced coffee?” She asks, writing it down when they nod with a smile. “And what about you three, what can I get for y’all?”

The other three order, Parker practically vibrating out of her seat as she orders the same as Y/N, the prospect of chocolate pancakes already kicking off a sugar high before she even lays her eyes on them.

It’s not until they’re all fed and watered that Parker decides to broach the delicate subject that’s on her mind.

“So, Y/N, who are you staying with at the moment?” She asks, watching how they instantly deflate “You don’t have to tell us names but if they’re terrible people, you don't have to stay with them.”

“You don’t get it, of course I have to stay with them, they put on a good show whenever anyone is around, but when it’s just us and them, us kids are lucky if we get fed.” They explain in a hushed voice, like they’re scared of people overhearing.

“We can get you out of there, and the other kids, you don't have to stay,” Hardison says in a soft voice.

“They have the local police in their back pocket, how?”

“We have our ways, we help those who need helping, its what we do” Hardison reassures them “Listen you don't have to say yes to us, but at least let us get you some new clothes, we can even set you up your own bank account so you have your own money, nothing that they can get their hands on”

Y/N looks between the three of them, trying to gauge just how sincere they are with their offers “You’re serious about this”

“Well, Parker and I, we know what it’s like being in shitty foster homes and Eliot just knows what it's like to be in a shitty home, no one should have to go through that, so if we can help even just one person, then we will. Now my Nana, she’s always got a house full of kids, but she always has room for one more, so if you do want to go somewhere welcoming, we can get you there..”

Y/N sit in thought for a minute, mulling over the proposition that has been presented to them, they rub their sweaty hands on their jeans before looking at Hardison and nodding.

“If you’re serious, I would like that, but I want to make sure they can’t get any more kids to replace us” They say, shifting in their seat when the waitress brings over the bill, digging into their pocket and pulling out some crumpled up notes. Before they can put them on the table, Parker shakes her head and picks up the bill “Our treat.” She says

“I can pay for myself” They protest

“But you don't have to” Eliot says, after being silent the whole time, he pulls some notes from his pocket and leaves them on the table, way more than what the bill cost.

“Come on, let's go get your stuff and the other kids, then we’ll get you sorted” Parker says, standing up.

So Y/N follows the three from the diner, waving to Darcy as they go, they go back to their foster home and get their things and their fellow kids, whilst Eliot keeps their foster parents in one room, making sure their complaints are kept to a minimum. Once they’re all out of the house, they’re taken to the brewpub where Hardison gets to work on getting in contact with Nana, who obviously welcomes the new kids with open arms, especially because Hardison is sending them. And if a few years later, Y/N is back with the three people who helped them get out, but this time working with them, well, that’s their business.

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I don’t know who needs to hear this but be nice to fanfic authors. Reblog their stuff. Tell them you liked it. How you felt when reading. What school assignment you didn’t finish because of how captivating their story was. Don’t just scream to your friends about it. But tell them.

So many wonderfully talented people out there don’t get the praise they need. If their work brought you joy, make their day better by telling them it did.