#fics otw

[revnjo]

I just fucked the prof for a good grade. YALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!🤪

[transformativeworks]

Australian Social Media News

Australia has passed a law that bans anyone under age 16 from using social media starting late 2025, fining tech companies up to A$49.5M for non-compliance. While intending to address mental health concerns in kids and teenagers, the law raises significant risks for privacy, digital access, and the freedom of expression, raising questions about the boundaries of digital censorship.

With that being said, we don’t expect this decision to affect the OTW or any of its projects, including AO3. However, as the OTW, we are against all forms of censorship and will be releasing a detailed statement about the matter soon.

https://www.reuters.com/technology/australia-passes-social-media-ban-children-under-16-2024-11-28/

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

nothing, and i mean NOTHING, enrages me quite like this message:

like alright?? and i wanna do it again!!!!! i wanna do it on every fucking chapter!!!!! what are you, a cop!!!!!

and that fucking smiley face…

i wanna punch that fucker. and the period before it like ohhhhh myyyy gooooddddd fuck off shut up shut up shut up. i spend an exorbitant amount of energy feeling hatred for that passive agressive motherfucker.

[frownyalfred]

today’s reminder: the ao3 policy & abuse folks work tirelessly and sometimes reporting does help!

[manfuckthisimout]

This look RAHHHHHH

Your relationship with your boss was an odd one. It was obvious to everyone in the precinct that you and the detective were more than just boss and secretary. But you would never admit that, and August D had a weird way of showing his fondness. It was the same way every workday—come in at 6:30, find the detective already at his desk, make him coffee, start the day. He would fuss and scold you for little things, make excuses to stay at your desk and talk to you.

You two kind of danced around each other, an unspoken possessive from the detective, and you playing coy until he finally fesses up that he likes you.

He storms out of his office while you’re scheduling his next meeting.

“Didn’t I tell you not to mix up these documents?” he says, holding up a manila file folder. He looks quite frustrated, cigarette hanging loosely from his mouth, suit jacket off and sleeves rolled past his forearms.

Yelling at you like this does virtually nothing in his favor—if anything it just makes you rub your thighs together. “I’m sorry sir,” you smooth out, batting your eyelashes up at him. “I thought your desk needed some tidying, and you were out in a case so..” He gives you a pointed look. “That doesn’t give you a reason to touch anything in my office. If I want you to tidy anything of mine, I’ll ask you to.” You nod, turning your attention back to the computer screen in front of you.

“Did you schedule my meeting with Captain Jung?” He asks, leaning over the front of your desk. You can feel him staring into your forehead, almost trying to make you squirm in your seat. “Of course sir, I just finished. Your meeting is for 4:30 today.” “Good.” He gives you one last long look over before pushing off your desk and walking back into his office.

You look up from your computer, staring at the deep mahogany that separates you and your boss. “Y’know, we have a running bet pool on which of you is gonna confess first.” Your coworker, Su-min slides over to your desk and props her hand under her chin. “What are you talking about? There’s nothing going on between me and him,” you sigh. “Sure. Tell it to the rest of us.” She chides back. “Don’t you have a case to be doing right now? That missing girl right? How long has it been?” “About a week or so. I really hope we can find her alive, but it’s starting to look grim.” She grimaces. “I hope you end up finding her either way—“

“Y/N! My office, now!”

Suddenly his door was cracked, and you could see him walking back to his desk, waiting for you.

You turn to Su-min and grimace. “Duty calls. Tell me about the case after I get done with this.” She grins at you. “Don’t start fooling around in there, keep it PG!” You roll your eyes, standing from your desk and walking into the detective’s office.

“You called for me detective?” You answer sweetly. “Sit. I have something to talk to you about.” You sit in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk, feeling his eyes on you the whole time. He gets up and rounds the front of his desk, leaning against it to look at you better. “We’ve known each other for quite sometime now,” he starts, arms folded and head down. He smirks. “You and I both know that I’ve been dancing around you these past years-“ “Is that what you call it sir?” He pauses. “Excuse me?” “Is that what you call it, this situation I mean. I was very aware of your feelings about me from the day we met sir. The whole precinct knows how you act around me.” “..I’ve been that bad at hiding it then?” “Pretty much.”

He sighs. “I know I haven’t been…vocal..about my feelings for you. I’d like to fix that. Do you want to go to lunch with me sometime?” You smile at his bluntness. He’s always been bad with words like this, saving his poetical vocabulary for high-stress situations with criminals. “What’s so funny?” He asks, brow raised, smile on his face. “You are. You’re so bad with words sir..” You giggle. He leans down, gripping either side of the arms on the chair. He’s so close to you now, noses almost touching. “I am, hm? And that’s funny?” You nod. He chuckles. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you.” “Lunch right? What time?” “Lunch time.” You grimace. “Well, I assumed that much. 12 or 1?” “12:30.” “12:30 it is. I’ll mark it on your personal calendar.”

He lifts himself from his position, rounding his desk again and sitting in his chair. He stares at you longingly. “I’d suggest you get back out there. Wouldn’t want to keep the office waiting on who won that bet.” You chuckle. “Yes sir.”

Second fic rawr

This came to me in a feverish daydream

Also because of boredom

Hope you like!!

[isacksteban]

lawhaners... i come in peace... with fic inspired angst...

[nininikki]

two men looking at me like this when

[lostreverb]

luke cooper, cooper day, max cooperman????

[strawberrycowtime]

stg ive read like 10 terumob fics in the last two days. they make me ill

[acciomjolnir]

PSA, because people are confidently being wrong about this in places where they hold undue influence:

You do not own the copyright to fanfiction, because you are playing in someone else’s universe.

You DO have intellectual property rights. The plot, dialogue, prose, all of that is YOURS, and you CAN defend against bad actors. This is why we are able to avail ourselves of OTW lawyers to help us take down illegal binders. To get our stories off sites like Auvexa. To request our fanfics not be listed on Goodreads alongside published works.

Do NOT let anybody tell you that you don’t have any rights or ownership of your own hard work. That is an insidious falsehood and no one who cares about a fandom community should be spreading those kinds of lies.

Please educate yourselves from people who know what they’re talking about in this matter. Here’s the OTW:

[ambeauty]

I just think it’s really neat when Dick and Kory…

[lowkeyren]

hi lovelies, halloween fic out soon (in like 4ish hours) no spoilers but it's a character i haven't written for in a while :3

will link here!

[transformativeworks]

Have you been waiting for the

FANEXPO CHICAGO COLLECTION!??

HERE IT IS!

~ Mod Remi

[gentil-minou]

so if I put Free Palestine in the title of my fic will OTW censor that too?

Where do they draw the line? Or does the line only exist when it comes to BIPOC?

[wangxianficrecs]

End Racism in the OTW by Deastar

🔒 End Racism in the OTW

by Deastar (@youhideastar)

M, 2k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Zhan turns to Wei Ying, seated in one of the library study rooms with the rest of their project group, and murmurs, brow furrowed, “Wei Ying, your scent…” and Wei Ying inhales and smells… “Ohfuck,” Wei Ying whispers. She flees. She spends the bus ride home telling herself that maybe Lan Zhan didn’t notice! Or maybe she noticed Wei Ying’s scent had gotten weird, but didn’t know what it was! Or maybe Lan Zhan will… hit her head or something and get amnesia—no, that’s a terrible thing to hope for, and she’d probably forget all about Wei Ying anyway, if that happened, which would be worse. Probably. Or maybe not. Maybe nothing is worse than going into heat around someone you’ve only been dating for a month, like a total fucking weirdo. Kay's comments: So much embarrassment in this fic, but it's all good, because it's cute embarrassment, just Wei Ying liking her new girlfriend Lan Zhan sooo much. Made me giggle and kick my feet delighted. Excerpt: “Wei Ying?” Wei Ying calls through the door, “Look, can we please just pretend this isn’t happening? Please?” There’s a beat of silence, and then Lan Zhan says, “I do not think I can, no. Wei Ying, are you all right?” “Oh god, are you worried about me?” Wei Ying’s eyes are stinging. It’s so unfair of Lan Zhan to be so good and sweet when she’s definitely about to break up with Wei Ying. “You seemed very upset,” Lan Zhan says, in her low and musical voice. Wei Ying can picture the little crease that must be between her eyebrows right now – she can picture every perfect inch of Lan Zhan, from her guqin-callused fingertips to her three helix studs: diamond, aquamarine, sapphire, in a neat little row, because Lan Zhan is the sparkliest butch Wei Ying has ever met. Wei Ying loves that about her. Fuck.

pov wei wuxian, modern setting, modern no powers, omegaverse, alpha lan wangji, omega wei wuxian, rule 63, female lan wangji/female wei wuxian, mating cycles/in heat, short & sweet, established relationship, fluff, embarrassment, emotional hurt/comfort, chronic pain

~*~

(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

[jessamine-rose]

Re: Jess’s Future Fics for Capitano

Moving forward, all of my Capitano fics that take place after the events of 5.3 will be set in one of the following timelines::

Canon-compliant

Self-explanatory. Capitano is “dead” and will remain that way until/ unless Hoyoverse resurrects him in a future story.

So far, I only have one WIP in this timeline. It’ll probably be the only fic since I’m not rlly into angst (for Capitano, at least ^^; )

Canon-divergent

Capitano is resurrected days/ months after the events of 5.3. Since he was able to accomplish his goal, he no longer has to absorb souls or store them in his heart. Then he safely returns to Snezhnaya to reunite with his lover.

This category might fall under canon-compliant if Hoyoverse resurrects him. Also, the reason why Capitano isn’t immediately resurrected is so I can squeeze in some angsty mourning before the heartfelt reunion *evil laugh*

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As of now, most of my Capitano fic ideas are either AUs or set before 5.3. But I just wanted to be clear about this, especially since I have WIPs that take place in both timelines ^o^

Also, the canon-divergent timeline is the “true ending” of Herbarium for the timebeing >:’3