#RESPECT AUTHORS

[dream-girls-dream-girl]

instead of bitching why don’t we all just be thankful ao3 doesn’t have ads xxx

[infiniteimaginings]

Hi everyone!

I hope you’ve missed me, cause I’ve missed you guys so so very much!

As much as I wish this post right now was something sweet to get back into it, unfortunately it is not. Don’t worry though, I am going to send out an announcement within the week that is much happier and full of information you all will love!

This post specifically is because I apparently have to repeat information I’ve covered multiple times already. When I say do not send me more than 5 requests a day, I mean it. It is extremely overwhelming and it drains me to see you filling up my inbox without any consideration for my time. Which therefore causes me to not want to write here, extending my breaks, which no one wants. I don’t want to not write for tumblr, I love writing here, and people want to read the requests I make. They won’t be able to do that if I decide it’s too much.

Im going to show pictures and a screen recording of the requests sent today from one singular person.I’ve only got requests from this person. They have done this before, but they weren’t anonymous, and that’s how I know it’s the same person who did it last time because it’s the same character each time (and how they separated each one sentence prompt into a separate request)

I don’t understand why some of you guys believe it’s okay to do this AFTER an author tells you multiple times in their own announcements and to your personal messages that it’s not.

I am not a robot. I don’t know why anyone would send a request saying “request where [blah blah] happens”. I am a person, just like you, and this all stresses me out.

If you do what this person has done and I know who you are, I will tell you to stop one single time. If you do it again, you will be blocked. I don’t want to block anyone, I don’t. I want everyone yo enjoy content and feel comfortable and happy to read whenever they want, and to be able to request. But if you actively refuse to understand why I need you to not do something like this, you will have to be blocked for my comfort and for the account as a whole.

Thank you for reading this announcement, happier news is on the way.

[witheredoffherwitch]

Some comments in Ao3 are down right ridiculous! The gall of it all is mind-boggling.

It's not even my story or some fic that I have been following for a while, yet I'm tempted to call out this asshole. FOR REAL?! The nerve of some folks is outrageous!

[cowboylikeoliver]

felt silly

[moonlit-typewriter]

“Percy being traumatized for 7 minutes” compilations this and “Percy nearly dying for 5 minutes straight” videos that.

Nah, I can’t wait for “Percy having problems with authority for 10 whole minutes”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

News spreads fast.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[shadowbends]

Looking through your Ao3 bookmarks and seeing that little “This has been deleted, sorry!” is like finding a gravestone, but the writing’s too worn down to read what it was standing for anymore.

What were you, Bookmark #336... What stories did you tell? Which words were it that once left a mark on my soul?  *touches my laptop screen like it’s text from an ancient ruin*

Cowabummer. 

[lonelyvampx]

It's nice that the authors publish their works for free because they want to spread this art to everyone, to who appreciates it.

As a writer, I didn't and will not hesitate to publish anything, even if it is weird with weak language, even if i repeat some ideas (but in my own angle). I will publish about shippers that no one expects because I simply want it, I want my thoughts to be immortalized by my sentences.

As a reader, I would like to tell the writers that I find many fics that only get one or two kudos (want to shower them with many kudos) AMAZING and that I read them repeatedly. You, as a writer, create the beauty that a person (maybe one person maybe 100) never gets tired of contemplating.

Thank you to all writers and readers.

ok, because i just saw a terrible take, i feel compelled to say that there is no "fic market" to "oversaturate" in fandom. good gravy.

[johaerys-writes]

Finding out that ALL of my works, including those that are on-going and some that were deleted, have been uploaded to some random "Archive" without my information or consent is definitely not how I wanted my day to go

[i-cry-over-fanfics]

Shipping etiquette and being nice to authors is the basic minimum in fanfic reading.

[hinamie]

new limited edition firefighter spacesuit hazmat itfs just dropped

[guardian-of-soho]

Pratchett’s daughter is saying on Twitter that Good Omens is 3/4 her dad’s.

Here’s the video.

[disgracefulthings]

Shen Yuan: Oh you're a hater?

Shen Yuan: Answer me this then. Have you ever hated something so much that it killed you?

Shen Yuan: That's what I fucking thought

Shen Yuan: Bitch

[fluentisonus]

I've said this before but valjean's view of the bishop throughout the book gets me so bad because like. he knew him for what, a day maybe? and it absolutely had a vast & profound & positive impact on him. but then he goes on to spend the whole book comparing himself to his idealized vision of the bishop & finding himself wanting & feeling guilty and miserable about every petty or selfish thought that crosses his mind. but it's so fucked up because like we as the readers know the bishop better! we've read the whole first book and we know he came from a privileged & wealthy background, that he was a rake when he was young, it wasn't til he was in his 40s or 50s to have some sort of change of heart & become a priest (a similar age to valjean when he met him!), that he has moments that seriously shake him, that he has some dubious politics left over, that he still has moments of pettiness he has to work through on the page (his initial approach to the member of the convention, e.g.). and also he's just kind of a weird old guy (affectionate). and like this is not to criticize the bishop, I think he's a genuinely really good guy, just that while the bishop has a realistic view of himself & his past ("he described himself with a smile, an ex-sinner,"), valjean is not getting any of this except maybe like. what would be mentioned in the newspaper when the bishop died. so his whole view of him is of this one shining moment where he changed his life and he feels he doesn't live up to that. which is sad! because the bishop understood him more than he realized & wouldn't have wanted him to feel that way

[chuuyanakaahara]

i will personally never forgive yenpress for botching the translation because now it's impossible to find chuuya / dazai / yosano takes that do not start with "first off, mori sucks and he's a predator"

mori is the don of the port mafia and has committed several war crimes, but not those ones. yell at him and hate him for the severe psychological manipulation of yosano & for dazai joining the mafia n being his witness. you know, the things he did.

[aventurineswife]

“That may be your parent, but that is my spouse”

Tags: @aloudice, Jing Yuan x Reader, Established Relationship, Family, Parenting, Gender-Neutral terms, Gentle Parenting, Respect, Soft Moments, Authority, Protective Dad.

[Inspired by]

The soft golden hues of the setting sun filtered through the grand windows of the Luofu, casting a gentle glow over the spacious room. Jing Yuan, as usual, had positioned himself at the balcony, gazing out over the vastness of the Xianzhou, but his eyes weren’t as focused as they usually were. His attention had subtly shifted, and there was a trace of amusement in his gaze as he watched you and your child in the middle of a lighthearted confrontation.

"Don't you dare try to sneak out again, little one." you said firmly, your voice calm but with an undeniable authority that only a parent could master. You stood with your arms crossed, watching as your child huffed in defiance.

"But I wanted to go to the garden!" the child protested, their small face scrunching up in frustration. "It's boring here!"

"You can go to the garden after finishing your lessons. Now, come on, let’s be reasonable."

Jing Yuan smiled faintly, his sharp eyes flicking to the scene in front of him as he leaned against the railing. From his vantage point, he could see the way your patience was slowly running thin. But it was clear you weren't losing your cool. You never did.

However, his smile faded as he saw the little one’s growing agitation. Their defiance was turning into something more—something less playful. With a sudden outburst, the child scowled, pointing a finger at you in irritation.

"I hate you! You’re so mean!" they shouted, their tiny fist shaking.

Before you could respond, your child made an impulsive move. In a burst of anger, they swung their arm toward you, trying to smack your arm in protest. It was a childish action—undoubtedly a sign of frustration—but the intent, even from such a young one, still struck a nerve. You blinked, surprised at the sudden aggression, but before you could react, a low voice interrupted the tense moment.

"That may be your parent, but that is my spouse. And you will not be disrespecting them like that."

Jing Yuan’s voice rang out, clear and firm, cutting through the tense air. His tone was not one of anger but of authority—an unwavering reminder of the respect that was due to you, no matter how young or headstrong the child might be.

The child froze, the smack they had intended to deliver now hanging awkwardly in the air. Jing Yuan stepped forward with the effortless grace that came from centuries of experience. His tall figure loomed with quiet command, his gaze soft yet piercing as he knelt down to meet their eyes.

"You know better than that, don’t you?" he asked, his tone still gentle, though the weight of it carried deep, fatherly disappointment. "Respect is something that should come naturally, not just when it’s convenient. Now apologize."

The child, clearly overwhelmed by the sudden shift in the atmosphere, lowered their head, guilt washing over their face. "Sorry, Mom/Dad… I didn’t mean it…" they mumbled, eyes downcast.

Jing Yuan nodded, his expression softening. He reached out, placing a hand gently on your shoulder in a rare display of affection, the gesture tender as if to reassure you. You met his gaze, the quiet understanding between you both palpable in the moment.

"Don’t worry," Jing Yuan murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, "I’ll handle this. You don’t need to bear the brunt of their frustration."

You gave a soft smile, nodding in appreciation. "Thank you, Jing Yuan," you replied, your heart swelling with affection for both him and the little one. "But you know, they’re just learning."

Jing Yuan chuckled softly, a warm sound that lingered in the room. "Yes, they are. But that doesn't mean we let them forget their manners."

With a final look at your child, who was now quietly contemplating their actions, Jing Yuan stood up straight and turned his attention back to you, the occasional glimmer of weariness in his golden eyes. Despite the aura of wisdom and authority he wore like a second skin, you could still see the parent beneath it all—a person who was willing to move mountains to protect their family.

And with that, everything felt in its proper place.

[Aventurine ver]