#thats why ao3 has such good search filters

[danganronpa-ship-tourney]

If you want to make propaganda you can view the submissions here but please know the second tab which also contains the reasonings submitted has like every TW so be prepared!

Right now the rules of the next section of the tournament are as followed

You WILL be civil to the shippers of the ship you think is worse, no I do not CARE if it's abuse or incest or the most problematic thing in the world, we will be CIVILIZED. If I catch you spewing toxic shit about how all shippers of a ship are horrible terrible people who need to die you WILL be blocked. We are not here for a guilt trip! We are here to have fun being dramatic! Small PLAYFUL pokes are fine, but everyone should have fun even the shippers of the ship you think is worse.

I shouldn't have to specify but be like, actually decent about what you say, I had a person in the forms wishing rape on a character and like bro take that up with your ao3 search results not me or anyone else here. So like, yeah the characters are just characters, but theres a difference between edge and potentially being intensely triggering and uncomfortable for literally no reason.

If you want to make propaganda I advise either light hearted gags at a ships expense,

Example of a light hearted gag would be like a picture of Junko sitting on Mikan kneeling into a bench and a caption like "would you really not vote for this?" thats hilarious and doesn't target actual people.

Or you draw art for the ship that gives you less despair, branch out a bit. Never drawn I dunno Ryoma x Kirumi before but you think its less toxic then uhh Hajime x Mikan? Well here's your chance to try drawing some Ryoma x Kirumi! Make propaganda for the ship you want people to NOT vote for!

I can't enforce this but the tag you want to use for anything you create for this should be "#Despair Ship" this is so people can filter it out more easily. I'm here to cause fun, not make people frustrated because their tag got overrun.

Again I also can't enforce this but remember the point isn't to find the ship that's the most abusive, or the most toxic, its to find the ship that gets the most despair. For instance there are very few ships on the list I find personally more despairing then kokichi and shuichi, and that's because it's a lot harder to stumble on some of the more kneejerk offensive ships compared to how I cannot escape kokichi and shuichi making out no matter how hard i try. Like I said I can't enforce this but if you're wondering why a ship you think is more inherently toxic is losing, this is probably the reason why.

I am also a single person, while I have a friend who is here on the sidelines cheering me on, I hand made the bracket and everything else about this. If the brackets aren't perfectly balanced or a ship you don't like didn't make the cut, remember that I am just a single person.

Voter fraud is allowed and encouraged I'm not a coward this is the voting fraud website if you're determined to make a thousand sock puppet accounts just to make sure Celeste x Togami is the winner then that's the biggest possible powermove and I respect it. Also I guess I accept bribes now, because I think it's funny.

Thank you for all the support I've gotten! While rather small scale compared to other polls, the fact I've got people sending asks and following means a lot to me. Even if I barely get any interaction from here out, I still had fun and am happy to have done this. Voting will either open Saturday or Sunday but if I forget and it's a day or too late then feel free to shake me in the asks by short term memory is Not Good

[dreamwatch]

I was writing an essay in the tags and gave up… so here’s my essay. 😂

When I joined this fandom (ST) I sorted by kudos and… not everything was to my taste, let’s put it that way.

Now, I filter by my ship, then look for whatever tag I’m feeling that day. I have no squicks so I don’t exclude anything. I also like to just see what’s new that day for the ship and will just view the latest fics. I’ve found absolute gems that way because sometimes writers are light on the tagging and their fics wouldn’t have show up in my search.

After that its summaries. If it says something along the lines of ‘I don’t know what this is just read it lol / I suck at summaries and this is so bad’ thats an instant nope, good day and good luck to you.

If there is no summary or excerpt, or if a fic has a bajillion hits and no kudos but has one of my top tags, I will check the comments, if there are any, to get a feel. If there are no comments sometimes I’ll take a sneak peak of the tags speak to me, but this is rare.

Does this take a lot of effort? Yes. Is it worth it? To me, absolutely. I have found absolute diamonds this way, not enough kudos, not enough hits; beautifully crafted, gorgeously written works of art. The kind where I think - you’re a pro writer and you’re here on AO3 just for the lols.

What’s worth reading to me is more about the story or premise than popularity or perceived quality. I’ve read some things that would qualify as maybe not that well written, but I like the story enough that I read it and maybe mentally fill in some gaps. I probably read more fic than most though (it’s why my own writing takes so damn long!) so I have more time to spend truffle hunting on AO3. 🐽

Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?

[plum-pitt]

not to be that mf on main but like,,,,,

fuck multifandom one shot books, and honestly one shot books in general to some extent.

In this post I pulled out of my ass out of sheer frustration while looking for a fic to read, i will messily lay out my grievances, then make suggestions of what authors could potentially do differently to avoid these issues.

Section 1: Me Angy

First off- the tag and fandom lists on these things are ALWAYS 50 miles long and take up like half the damn page on Ao3, and istg a good amount of the time they’ve got like a single 1000 word chapter and haven’t even been updated in like 2 years

They absolutely destroy filters for things like tags and word count.

like if i’m looking for a longfic to binge read, i don’t need these books of one shots, when i’d maybe be interested in 10% of what’s in it, clogging up my search results.

plus if you’ve got even just one single oneshot in there with an icky tag i’ve filtered out, then i’m never gonna see any of it even if i might’ve actually liked what the rest had to offer!!

The fandoms are also like a whole other beast. God forbid you’re looking for an actual crossover fic between two franchises because sorry bout ur luck there kid, you’re gonna be spending a stupid amount of time weeding out random fandom after random fandom in the filters section just to get rid of these oneshot books and find what you’re actually looking for.

Section 2: Suggestions

If you’re an author just trying to keep your page organized by keeping all your oneshots together somehow, then put them in a series! That way they can all be tagged individually and more people who’d want to read them will be able to find them, and they don’t jack up the filtering system!

Kinda sorta relevant to the conversation too; if you’re making a fic for a franchise with a bunch of different iterations, and you’re don’t necessarily have a specific version in mind when writing it, or perhaps are making an original iteration all your own, then for the love of all that is good, do not put every iteration in the fandom tags.

For example, if i’m looking for say, fanfic of Zelda: Twilight Princess, and you’re writing a Zelda fanfic set in your own version of the Zelda universe. If you tag literally every single game in the franchise that has a fandom tag to its name, then your fic will come up even if it’s not at all what i’m looking for.

Most multi-iteration fandoms of that nature have an overarching tag that looks something like:

*insert random franchise*- and related fandoms

It’s there for a reason! If you’re not sure what version you’re writing for, or you’re making one up, then just use that! It can still be found by anyone scrolling through fics on that general tag, and doesn’t get in the way of readers on the hunt for something more specific.

In Conclusion:

i ain’t trynna be a dick, but some of yall don’t know how to tag and it’s working to both your, and the readers detriment. Thats ok tho! it’s not like there’s a rule book out there that lays out exactly what to do, and thanks to that everyone has subtle differences in how they decide to label their work. i’m just pointing out some minor inconveniences i’ve gone thru as a reader and some possible solutions for authors that could circumvent them.

this is in no way a personal attack on anybody, not sure why anyone would think that it’s literally fanfic tags, but just trynna cover all my bases here. Ok bye

[hopeshoodie]

Hey yall,

Just wanted to give a protip. If you want to search on Ao3 for fics that are longer than ficlets, you can set your search for that

And if you really care about a fic, bookmark it so you can always see their updates!

[exclamaquest]

I think Ao3 needs a better system and I think it shouldn’t allow horrible fics on it at all because they’re disgusting. The only reason Ao3 is favored by writers is because of its easy to post format and tagging system in a way where, if you tag one thing, you get a bajillion fics with that tag included and if, you want to filter out tags, you’re more than able to do so but—- see, the problem is, Ao3 is all for “we don’t and won’t control what you write.” Because all the other sites have banned things for NO reason and I think, thats the reason why Ao3 is like that too like.

People wanted a site that didn’t ban or censor friendly lgbtq+ content with appropriate tags and edgy content like violence or psychological horror or something similar. They wanted that site to be able to let them write but here’s the really bad part about it, the site also lets freaks write freaky horrible shit because it’s trying to cater to the idea of “posting what you want without rapid fire at your account.” And that’s, that’s the bad thing I believe.

Everyone can fight on this however they wish to, and they can try and appeal to other the side who thinks it’s fine or the side who doesn’t. The crux of the matter is, two statements of “Ao3 is a good site because it doesn’t ban you for no reason, has a slightly better tagging and posting format, and is easier to write on.” And “Ao3 needs more moderation, and it needs to be able to actually ban fics and ban people who wrote them and not allow anything ON their site that is breaking the basic moral ground and it needs to be able to do that WITHOUT hurting the innocent creators.” Should be able to coexist because facing it now, the only other “good” site is … well, perhaps Wattpad?

You can block people on Wattpad, you can report stories and get them deleted. That’s a good thing. The bad thing? Wattpad also allows these stories to exist. Unless you report it constantly, it’ll be there, and it’ll show up in searches for your tags and you can’t stop them. Another statement that should be added is “As much as this site needs new moderation, it is also to say that you can’t expect any writing site to be pure. Once a site seems dark content to be allowed to be published, it is a very rocky slope to attempt to say otherwise, especially if your dark content is nothing if not simple violence and death and nothing weird and disgusting.”

Basically, I think while It’s a right to get mad at, abs it’s a right to hate, I also think, innocent writers have nowhere else to go: fanfiction.net might ban their books for something as small as sexuality or gender discussion or violence, Wattpad and Ao3 allow dark content but only one site lets you block and report it. I do think we should hold Ao3 and those disgusting users accountable, but I also think, we shouldn’t shame writers for being on Ao3 when they enjoy their experience as opposed to everywhere else. At most, we can only direct our ire to Ao3 itself and those disgusting users.

Also, this isn’t really a direct statement to you but I notice your Ao3 post aNd me and my friend talked about it so I wanted to share what I think as well ^^ my English is not very good for explaining what I wish to explain so pls do forgive me for not saying the correct words or misreading something. I would, nowhere, like to talk with you about this topic! If that’s ok!

Sorry for being so late! You summed it up pretty well, and don't worry, your English is fine. I don't blame individual authors (who aren't making the illegal shit AO3 is known for).for just hosting their stuff on the aotform--it really is the best place to do it. I fully blame the site operators for refusing to take down federally illegal content and for refusing to have any kind of moderation.

Tbh the excuse that "it's an archive" is bullshit, too--libraries and other archives have strict standards around what they'll allow into their collections.

Additionally, the alternative to reporting is manually screening every single piece uploaded which...isn't really feasible. So i do agree that a system to actually report users is good.

[areuserious]

(i don't ship period for exactly these bullshit arguments) did u know that like. people can be friends with people for a lot of reasons. i have friends who ship stuff i'm uncomfortable with (incl. batcest) we just like, don't talk about it. that's it. it's easy. and they ARE survivors (yes i have multiple friends like this IRL) like, maybe you need to go touch grass. my IRL friends got sent r@pe threats for writing things to cope with their trauma and they DID cw/tw for it so like. it's just exhausting to see this argument, i had to distance myself from my IRL friends in the online sphere because they lumped me in with "proshippers" nonsense. it's so dumb. i don't care, no one who's actually an adult gives a fuck. does it skeeve me out? yeah. but like people have... more than one interest and more than one reason that others enjoy hanging out with them. but then u get online and it all gets boiled down to "shipping" and it's like. exhausting. people just don't know how to interact online i s2g. get over urself. just hit the back or block button it's no that hard? same as i'm doing to u because i'm tired of seeing these fights on my dash, they bring up bad memories. like, ur responsible for what you consume online. ur a fucking adult. if u don't like something just like. ignore it. idfk. it's just pixels on a screen it's not that deep. art has always had upsetting content and it's ur job to consume or not consume it, same as like, idfk horror or whatever. i don't talk about grindhouse w my friends and they don't talk about batcest with me and it's golden, we are still friends. it doesn't fuckin matter once you log off. we still order pizza together and find movies we can agree on and do tarot readings like Who The Fuck Cares, only you actually.

i am not going to send r-pe threats to anyone actually fun fact? its not my fault that some weird puritanical antis sent u death threats so idk why youre framing it like its my fault when im not an anti, i just stated that i find it weird

ok so ur an adult and you said most adults dont care but why send a paragraph to a teenager on tumblr.com explaining how ur ok with being friends with proshippers (nothing wrong with that, i just dont personally want to be friends with proshippers for personal reasons) you clearly care

'it's just pixels on a screen' okay then surely than its ok for people to be sent r@pe threats because it's just pixels on a screen??? this argument is dumb and if it was just pixels on a screen than you wouldnt be so pissed i was stating my opinion :P

not an adult but i can use search functions thats not exclusive to people over the age of 18! but its still weird to me? like even if i filter it on ao3 its still weird to me that people enjoy seeing siblings kiss

ok good for you that ur eating pizza with proshippers i guess! but thats your opinion and i have mine! go off weird internet adult and do what ever the FUCK you want i dont care but why are you turning on anon to annoy me on this bright summer day

yeah idk man. just because you have an opinion does not mean that everyone else shares that opinion and if you went outside and said to like 10 people that you enjoy reading about siblings dating than im pretty sure at least 1 person would be weirded out but maybe thats just me

[rixxy8173571m3w1p3]

The Little Big Things (2/4)

(@ricksanchezdwc) So like we had done not too long ago, me, @hoodoo12 @porkchop-ao3 @rickstexaschick are doing the same prompt cause we all loved the idea. Thanks to @dorklyevil for allowing me to use a line from one of her comics. And I didn't mention it before, but this story references Labyrinth, and it follows the events of this fic As The World Falls Down.

This is part 2. If you haven't read part one then read it here. (Read Part1 Here)

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Chapter 2: The Scientist Who Became A King

Here, it was evergreen, and it never rained.

You had never known a time without the tears of God; the rain, which washed the earth clean of its trials, and its yesterdays, welcoming the oncoming morrows ever to come. Though, there was a time, you did without it, and you longed for it, and the places it touched upon; once upon a dream.

“Rick,” you wondered, as you did about many things. “does it rain here?”

“Only during certain seasons. I-I know there is a lake on the west side of this planet, but it's - it's a-a bit far from here. Why d-do you ask?”

“Hmm, I was just wondering.”

“Hohoho,” he chuckled. “as y-you should. Curiosity means a-a desire t-to learn or know about anything, and it isn't - I-I-I don't dislike it. ” He admitted with a wink. “Just in case y-you were wondering.”

You pouted, which made him laugh, a full on belly laugh. The little tease, perhaps the Rick in him couldn't resist.

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Side glances, soft smiles, random stories from Citadel, he was in another one of his talkative, happy go lucky moods. Blame it on the scenery, or you telling him an hour or so ago how cute he was, but he was running on happiness. “And th-thats how I-I got this lucky penny.”

Holding your hand out, you giggled. “Can I hold it? Maybe something good will happen.”

Glancing between you and the penny, he placed a quick peck on your cheek and dropped the coin on your palm. With a blush, he replied softly. “F-for extra luck.”

You gave it back, and continued walking, allowing him to wait anxiously, before blowing back a kiss that made him tear up a little. Damn it he was cute. Perhaps, you felt uninhibited, though Zeta-7 had that effect on you a great deal of the time; that or you two really were being affected by the environment. You two walked among enormous flowers for what seemed like hours.

The blood red blossoms drooped heavily from above, their faces turned down towards your tiny forms; their blessings hidden in the wind and its whispers. For a while you couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. It was as though the world around you was calling for you to return. You wanted to roll around, and tumble down hill, and the flowers gave you the strongest sense to climb them; their perfume thick and sweet, emitting a soft, amber glow. Petals drifted down like leaves falling in autumn. Each time one touched the ground, a soft sound could be heard; like a chord being struck on a harp. A great symphony was all around you two, with no beginning or end. Feelings of deep peace and satisfaction were within you; as well as nostalgia from false memories.

The thing about memories, they were like homemade movies; messy and out of focus, with the select few which were hidden gems, located in the corners of the basement in a random cardboard box; only remembered when stumbled upon. Though, if you closed your eyes, you would be back there, in that place where you had lived a second lifetime. And you'd remember that as charming as it had been, it truly was melancholic; like the rain. You'd remember the days you were almost a princess, and the loneliness of the mountain.

At the very top of the white capped mountains, it would sometimes rain for days, especially on the ones when you were the saddest; perhaps the mountain king had his own sadness too.

It made you wonder, if it was because Zeta-7 had been longing for you, or if he knew you were longing for him. For now, observing him, and seeing him happy, made you hope it really wasn't all that bad for him. If it had been, you would do all you could to make it better.

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The ground was soft, and with every step you took, you'd sink a little into the moss pillows before bouncing back up; a lilting tune encouraging your playfulness. This place had a charm akin to the forest in the middle of spring, whose flowers and trees had spread themselves to enjoy the filtered beams of light. Of course, if you replaced the trees with flowers, and the light with that of bioluminescent pollen, then there wouldn't be much difference. Oh, that opened up a whole other line of questions which you could ask later, but for now you were giddy, and every time you bounced back up, you'd erupt into a fit of giggles. A few times, Zeta-7 had to stop and make sure you didn't hurt yourself, but for the most part, he'd stand back and watch, or take pictures of your amusement. A few times, you caught him wiping at his eyes, but he'd say it was nothing; you knew better of course, but let him be.

Later, there was laughter in his voice when he said, “Y-y-y-y-you enjoying yourself?”

You nodded in between giggles, and when you had enough, you stepped off the moss, and leaned against one of the flowers stems, breathless and tired. My, how the light filtered through the canopy of leaves, the low humidity, the intoxicating scent, and the view made you wistful. “The garden fairies had told me about a place like this once, as well as...” you faltered, suddenly afraid of triggering bad memories.

Though, he picked up where you left off. “A-a place you saw once upon a dream?”

“Yeah. Um, is it okay to talk about it?”

With his back towards you, Rick nodded as he unpacked the contents of his backpack in search for a snack. “If y-you want to.”

Sometimes, his passive responses stopped you from talking any further. You assumed it was a trait he had picked up or learned in order to avoid drawing attention to himself or to stay out of trouble, but it also made you uncomfortable at times. If he wasn't interested, then usually you would avoid the subject, but this time you carried on; even if with reluctance. “We haven't talked much about it since it happened.”

“I-I know.” His voice picking up that endless guilt.

“It's not one of those things that's going to go away,” You sighed. “and to be honest, I haven't gotten over it.”

Everything that had happened, at least the parts you remembered, you didn't want to forget. Well, except for the loneliness; you didn't like that part. In a dream, you had a family, friends, and almost became a queen, but what did you almost lose in order gain all that? Forgetting Rick? Almost losing your life? The lesser of two evils was your current life, but it didn't always feel that way.

You rubbed your arm, suddenly finding your shoes a bit interesting. “Am I supposed to bring it up casually, or what?”

“Do what y-y-you think is right I ugh - I suppose.”

“That's sort of the problem. I don't know what's right anymore” This caught his attention, as he had stopped moving, and soon after began to wring his hands. Damn, you needed to remember to control your tone. You continued, in a gentler tone. “You take me to these dazzling, wonderful places, and we usually go home happy and tired, with a handful of stories to add to our memory jars, and I enjoy that, and what we do. However,” You paused, nibbling your bottom lip in hopes of finding something better to say, but continued on. “there's something we haven't addressed, and that's me, and how what I do affects you. When we flirt with death, and get injured, because I wanted a good photo or something, how come you don't get mad? I mean, you deserve to after you went on a journey that could have been avoided in the first place if I would've listened. And forgive me if I sound shrill, but I almost forgot you. Doesn't that bother you?”

Placing the items back in his pack, and slipping it over his shoulders, he stood there so frighteningly still, you wondered if you had finally crossed the line. Then, he took out the penny he talked about a few hours ago, and gave it a squeeze. “It - it does, but y-you didn't forget me. At least not completely, and I-I-I guess I left a deeper impression then I had pr-previously believed..”

“But if I would have? Don't you see, I'm not prepared for this. We've gone over the other hypothetical, important what not, but not about the incident, at least not in detail. And I think it's about time we do, that way we're both aware of what not to do next time, and how I can avoid making an ass of myself. Don't you agree?”

Turning around, the lines around Zeta-7s eyes deepened, as well as the creases of his forehead, and there was a pensive cloudiness of his usually electric blues. The sweet songs around you had transitioned almost without your notice. Adagio, the melody now reminded you Clair De Lune, and Gymnopédie. “Well, I-I-I-I thought you - I assumed it made you uncomfortable, and that's the last thing that I'd ever want you t-t-to feel. W-w-we can talk if you're - you're ready.”

“If I'm ready? Are you?”

“P-p-possibly.”

“Honestly, I am uncomfortable talking about this,” you admitted, which compelled him to pull you close, rubbing your back in soothing circles. Enveloped in the warmth of the man you loved, and a distance away from everything else which could possibly hurt you, you second guessed on whether it really was a good time to think of it again, but how else would you two get past this? You continued, in that small, girlish voice that pained him. “but it's not because of what happened to me. I couldn't care less if I had gotten hurt, but if it meant hurting you, and if what I've put you through has, then I wish I hadn't been so careless. I thought I had it all together, and knew what I was doing, but all I seem to do is give you trouble. God, I'm such idiot.”

“Shh,” he cooed, brushing away a lock of hair. “th-thats not true. Y-you're thoughtful, and - and perceptive, and s-s-so clever.”

“What have I ever done that's so clever?”

Leaning forward until your foreheads touched, he confessed. “Y-y-y-y-you got me to - to loosen up and try new things, and showed me its okay to get e-emotional. Why, y-you even brought me t-t-to the moon without ever leaving the ground.”

“What do you mean?”

“I-I-I have wanted many things during my life,” he admitted, pulling back enough to study you. “but none of them have been as - as wonderful as you. And I've - you know that I've traveled across the universe, but it's usually been alone

I'm - I-I-I don't want to be alone anymore. Having you around has inspired me t-t-to get back in touch with my surroundings a-and the world, but I - you're m-my world. Gosh,” he blushed as he caressed your cheek, his thumb brushing away fresh tears. “you're - you really are more beautiful than the night and stars combined, and y-y-you don't even know it. Y-you're my satellite, m-m-mi Luna, and it takes a strong women to put up with me. You're my treasure, and I'd - I'd do anything t-t-to protect you. That's why I-I-I-I chose t-to do it, to go and find you. We're all w-we got, and despite what I thought might of - of happened, I'm s-s-so happy I found you, and that you're safe. W-w-with me.”

“What did you think would happen?”

With serious, but tender eyes, Zeta-7 answered. “Th-that you would have forgotten me completely, and never woken up.”

“And?”

He cleared his throat in the manner he did from time to time, trying to piece together the right words that wouldn't upset you. In a voice above a whisper, he finished. “And p-p-p-passed away.”

“Oh.”

“Th-that blue moss did a-a number on you, but there doesn't seem to be any residual side effects. I'm glad a-about that.”

“What if I would've had brain damage? What then?”

Jokingly, he answered. “Hmm, then I guess I-I would've gone back and used Mr. Needfuls gift.”

“You…..you would've done that for me? No, that's outrageous. If you did that, then you wouldn't have been able to do your science stuff.”

With a shrug, he softened. “Th-that's true, but we would have had other stuff w-we could do, and I-I-I still would love you. Diminished intelligence d-doesn't affect happiness. On the contrary, we'd only focus on - on what truly matters. That, and I'd have the joy t-to learn it all over again.”

“Rick, I love it when you get cheesy, but you couldn't mean all that.”

“I-I-I do, but it's okay if you don't believe it. I'll - I'll prove it, but for now let's not - not think about it too hard. Everything bad th-that happened, we'll - we'll talk about it and g-get through it. T-t-together.”

“So, I can ask whatever I want?”

“Y-y-yes, wherever, whenever.”

You knew he meant it to sound sweet, but it took a moment for it to sink in what he actually said, and you couldn't help it when you giggled. “Rick, I'm pretty sure that's the title of a Shakira song.”

“Hohoho, r-really? Was she on - on American idol?”

His obliviousness only made it worse. How cute. You really were lucky to have him, this patient dork of a man. “No, but nevermind that. I'm glad I still have you too.”

“I'm glad y-you're still as adorable and lovely as - as ever.”

Giving him a playful shove, despite the heat in your cheeks, you hid your face in the scratchy fabric of his linen shirt,. “Rick, how can you say stuff like that with a straight face?”

In his matter of fact way, he answered. “B-because I mean it.”

This man really would one day kill you with kindness, and this time it was your vines which stretched out, wrapping themselves on his arm, and it's flowers kissing wherever they could touch; his neck, cheeks, eyes, forehead, and mouth. It was amusing to watch him laugh and squirm, which encouraged his vines to do the same to you, but you two pulled back a little, and they returned to place, and behaved; at least for the moment.

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Rick decided to call the silly, cheeky, little vines from your matching bracelets Ioculus vines, which meant funny if you heard him correctly. Anyway, they were mischievous, and had minds of their own; or so you said, because you didn't want to admit how fun it was to tease Rick. Why, he might have been in the middle of an explanation, and they'd by climbing up his arm, and across his back, but he'd only squirm and continue. Though, the one time your Ioculus managed to kiss the back of his neck, he jumped back so violently, you'd swear he had seen a ghost. And watching him lightly scold the Ioculus as though they were children, then apologize for getting annoyed at them, not only made you laugh wholeheartedly, but it made you imagine him as a father, and what it would be like if he had to be a disciplinarian.

Perhaps it was but your girlish dream at work, but you could see him playing with two or three kids, telling them stories, showing them the magic of science. If they misbehaved, he'd take them aside, and explain why they might be getting disciplined, but never out of anger, and always reassure them that it was all out of love, and that he'd always care for them. And if you were honest with yourself, you pictured yourself sitting on his lap, after they had gone to bed, listening to how his day was, and how much he missed you. And you'd tell him….. Oh, but those were just thoughts; and you imagined a lot of things.

You wondered if the ioculus worked like mood rings and acted upon your feelings for each other. Did they know what the heart truly wanted? Because, as long as the two of you were close, the vines along your wrists seemed to interact with one another, but when Zeta-7 distanced himself, the blooms growth was stunted, and withered a little. And after a while, whether it had to do with the sensory overload, or your bending the forces according to your will, you were drained. “Rick, is it okay to rest for a while?”

“Of - of course.”

Leading you by the hand, he took a moment to spread out a blanket and you proceeded by laying beside him, feeling more worn out then you had anticipated. “Ughhh, I'm so tired. Honestly, when we get home, I might just go straight to bed.”

“Do y-y-you want to go home now?”

“No, I’ll be fine if I rest for a while.”

“Are you hungry? D-do you want a snack? I-I have fruit, sandwiches, and I-I even brought granola.”

“Maybe later.” you yawned. “Come here, I want to use your chest as a pillow.”

Carefully, he laid back, making a little old man sound as he settled himself. With your head resting above his heart, you kept quiet for a little while, listening to his heartbeat, the plants around you, and the Ioculus interact. When they did this, there was a sense of completeness, and you'd look at Zeta-7 and wonder how you could adore him so much. The way he wrinkled his nose, his ever changing expressions, soft skin, his sweetness, his everything; you adored it all. Aware of how vulnerable you've become with him, you just want to melt into him, and give him everything; anything that would make him happy. “Rick?”

“Yeah?”

Tentatively, you combed his hair with your fingers, gauging his response as you traced shapes lazily along his scalp. “Are you happy?”

He chuckled, draping an arm over you, answering softly. “When I-I'm with you I am.”

“Flirt. What about your hair, who cuts it?”

“I-I do. Why,” he tensed. “sh-should I change it?”

Brushing his bangs away from his forehead, you pressed a kiss on his brow. “No, I like it this way. It's part of your charm. I guess I was just curious, because it's not even in the back.”

“Oh that, well it's - it's not always easy t-to reach it.”

“Do you mind if I help you next time? I wouldn't want you to go out, not looking your sharpest.”

“I - I don't mind.”

“You'd probably mind if I kissed whatever I could reach. Especially right here.” you softened, pressing a light kiss on his neck which made his heart beat faster.

“I - I do mind that, but it's - I-I-I'm sure you'll probably just tease a-a-a little.”

“You're right, but I might surprise you. Maybe, I won't try anything and I'll just cut your hair. You'll just have to wait and see. Though, this isn't what I meant to talk about.”

“I ugh - I-I didn't think so. What's on y-your mind? You can tell me, if y-you want.”

Snuggling yourself closer, you wondered.“When you were in my dream, you knew about me, but I knew little to nothing about you. How did you become the mountain king? I mean, you don't seem like the type to rule or lord over anyone. So, how did that happen?”

“Oh, it's - are y-y-you sure you want to hear it?”

“I do.”

Caressing your hair, he sighed. “I-I will admit, that it - it wasn't as exciting as y-you think it was, but if y-y-you are sure, then I'll tell it.”

“I am, but tell me just the good parts. Oh, and the parts with me in it. ”

His blue eyes shone with amusement, as he kissed your temple. “O-o-okay just th-the good parts then."

TBC

[ruvikkin]

How have you found the whole ao3 discourse? I noticed your reblog and that you use the site. I’m not sure how I feel about it any more :( it seems very divided

What discourse? The whole “haha don’t donate to them???”bitch, donate to them if you use the site. I don’t have a lot of money but I use that site a lot and it does good things for me as a writer and as a reader.It gets my work out there so people can see it, even if it is just fanfic I still like to have my stuff out there.So in all honesty I’d say donate to them, because it costs a shit ton of money to keep a site up and running and especially one that has NO ADS and is 100% FREE.~Edit: Looked into it, people are bitching about there needing to be a blacklist feature and did you fuckers forget thats LITERALLY A FEATURE???? THATS LITERALLY A FUCKING THING!!! WHEN YOU SEARCH FOR SOMETHING ON THE SIDE IT SAYS “FILTERS” AND THERES ONE THAT SAYS “EXCLUDE” JUST EXCLUDE THE SHIT YOU DON’T LIKEYOU CAN DO IT ON MOBILE. YOU PEOPLE ARE GOD DAMN IDIOTS. IF YOU DON’T LIKE SOMETHING DON’T LOOK AT IT. I AVIDLY AVOID SHIT I DON’T LIKE BECAUSE IT MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE.I don’t know why kind of SHIT you guys are talking about specifically and feel free to fill me in but really is it any of your business if someone likes something? Just move the fuck on... Y’all wild really.

[toomanybangtanfics]

Published:2016-08-12

Completed:2016-08-27

Words:18110

Chapters:3/3

Comments:117

Kudos:1185

Bookmarks:281

Hits:15393

Summary:

tumblr prompt from anon: “could you please write a fake dating!VHope with smut and eventual feelings? :)“

“Hey, Hoseok,” Taehyung asks, his voice breathy and weak. “Can I ask you a favor?”

Hoseok pulls away from Taehyung’s neck, propping himself on his elbows. “Sure, Tae. Just don’t ask me to set the building on fire for you, because jail sex is not sexy.”

“No,” Taehyung laughs, “it’s not that kind of favor. I was hoping that maybe you’d consider fake dating me? For a little while?”

Hoseok raises his eyebrows, his hazy eyes clearing. “You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend? Why?”

 Taehyung explains, in so many words, with Hoseok’s fingers teasing the skin above his waistband, about Jimin’s infinite set-ups. Hoseok laughs at him, but not in an unkind way. He almost seems like he’s open to the idea.

My thoughts:

So, this is the same author as for Read between the (panty) lines, which had the most notes during Poly Week so there for I think y'all probably like this one too. As you might have noticed I tend to call everything fluffy but HAH jokes on you not this one!

This one firstly, has more smut than I usually like? (I’m an innocent ok) (or maybe not but) But honestly there’s something about how TheHalesNyx writes smut that I really like a lot? I think it’s bc its not JUST smut, it usually has more to it than that, and I think that what bothers me with smut most of the time it’s just. There. I CAME HERE FOR A STORY NOT PORN OK. But I do know a lot of people read fanfics bc of just that, the sex, and this one has good sex so like I think all of you that likes that will be happy too.

So the actual story is “We went from strangers that have casual sex to friends that ha e casual sex and then we started fake daiting so your best friend would stop trying to hook you up with random dudes from Facebook and then we both caught feelings ” which I must say is quite creative? Haven’t really seen that trop before. Like sure fake daiting is common but that they were having sex from before? Thats new at least for me. Also usually during fake daiting there comes a time where there’s just angst and missunderstanding and someone gets drunk bc “*insert love intrests name* DOESN’T LOVE ME” And dont get me wrong, I actually kinda like the angst (otherwise I wouldn’t have read as many fake daiting fanfics as I have) but it’s refreshing with a fake daiting fanfic where they both realize they have feelings for each other and just goes “So .. This isn’t fake anymore? Ok” and that’s that.

Also another plus that I can give this fic is that it has side Yoonminkook, which, if you liked Read between the (panty) line , you will probably welcome cause I LOVED that one.

Okay so I still have one day on my “Hobi Week”, (or. Thats today here cause it’s halv past 12 am) and I will give you the last one then! Which will, obviously be, Hoseok x Jungkook. I could have put it out staright after this buut.. There’s only one Hoseok x Jungkook fic that come to mind just like that and that one is kinda very much unfinnished, so I need to search a little and that might take some time.

Cause my history on AO3 is looong and APPERIRNTLY I forgett to bookmark stuff. So I cant filter it. I hate my life. Anyways, goodnight, before I ramble even more THIS IS WHAT HAPPENDS WHEN I AM WAKE FOR TOO LONG OK.

(JUST REALIZED HOW FUCKING LONG THIS IS I AM SORRY GUYS I JUST CANT CONTROL MYSELF HOLY SHIT)