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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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I cannot describe the glee I feel when I receive comments on a fanfiction I posted years ago. Like what do you that poorly written mess I haven't thought about in years made your day better?!

I don't need therapy I need rabid gay people freaking out in my inbox

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Miserable Orpheus - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with a new multichapter story, loosely inspired by "Portrait of a Lady on Fire." It's a Painter/Model AU set in 19th century France. Here is an extract but if you want to read the whole first chapter, the link will be at the end!

Shin was surprised to find a young woman, perhaps a few years older than her, sat at a squared table against the wall. A notepad and a box of charcoal stencils took up most of the table, her empty glass of wine pushed to the edge, so close that it threatened to fall off. She was sketching something. She focused on the page for a moment, then looked up. Her brown gaze met Shin’s through the window, and Shin realized that she had been sketching her. The artist avoided her eyes. Shin stared back for another second, then turned away to look at the water cascading in front of her.

Her fingers dug into the sleeve of her dress. She had run out of desperation, without a plan, but now that she was faced with the reality of what she had done, she knew she needed to come up with a plan. She would not survive long on her own, with no money and nothing but a name she could not use. Of course, there were ways for women to make money in this world, places for them to find refuge, but she would rather not think of it.

She was still pondering where to go, where she could stay in this huge city that she had so rarely visited in her life before, when she heard the door to the café open once more. She did not look to her side, at first, not until she notice that someone had come to stand beside her. She turned her head, and her eyes met the curious gaze of the artist. She was wearing man’s clothes, brown overalls over an off-white shirt. Her head was covered by an old flat cap. She had tugged the sleeve of her notepad under her arm. With the other, she pulled out a pipe from her pocket.

“I knew I should have taken a coat before going out,” she said, her tone amused, as if she were trying to make Shin laugh.

Shin rolled her eyes, not in the mood to talk. The artist tugged her pipe between her lips and pulled out a matchbook. She lit a match and brought it to the edge of the pipe, puffed a couple of times, then shook the match out, throwing it into a puddle. The aromatic smell of tobacco surrounded Shin. It smelled better than the one her father smoked.

“Yours is a story I’d love to know.”

“I’m not in the mood to talk,” Shin replied, her tone like vinegar.

“I don’t mean to be impolite, I promise. Just not every day you see a drenched bride standing around here.”

“Wasn’t drawing me without my permission enough for you already?”

The artist only shrugged. She tugged the pipe between her lips once more and reached for her notepad. Unclasping the leather cover, she opened to show some of the sketches she carried. After a second, Shin glanced. The young woman had sketched some of the patrons inside the bar, talking, laughing, reading, one of the waiters carrying a tray. She was the final sketch, the back of her as she stood there, the waves and dips of her dress as water dripped off it.

“I thought it was a challenging thing to draw,” the artist mumbled around her pipe. “Sketches are just training, it’s not to show anyone. If I offended you, my lady, I apologize.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64248484/chapters/164904373

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“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

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And the moment you've been waiting for, here are the prompts for the week!

Taking place from the 18th-25th of May, we're so excited to see what you all come up with ✨️

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AGATHA ALL ALONG WEEK GUIDELINES AND OVERVIEW!

Here are the guidelines and overview for Agatha All Along Week 2025. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to send me a DM. 🔮

These graphics were made for Twitter, so there’s a slight change. Where it says to tag @agathaallweek to be shared, make sure instead that you tag this account on tumblr to be shared here. Thank you!

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You Understand My Heart - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with a new canon divergence Star Wars story. This one is set in the first half of season 4 of Rebels. Today I have the prologue for you, but if you want to read more, the link will be at the end and the first chapter will be up on Saturday! Enjoy!

The ash was so thick it clogged Morgan’s eyes, coated her tongue and settled in her lungs. There was nothing left but the dead bodies of her sisters, left to rot on the mountainside. The little homes, dug into the orange stone, had all been ransacked. The elevators had been destroyed and Morgan had to climb the harsh cliff by hand. When she reached the top, Dathomir’s bright red sun was only a flicker choked in the smoke that still filled the air.

Despair was like a claw, buried deep in Morgan’s throat, tearing the breath out of her with each step she took through her village. She brushed back tears. Her search grew frantic as she upturned broken doors and cleared shattered jars, to find lifeless bodies, again and again. She couldn’t be the only one, she told herself. It was impossible. Someone else must have survived this massacre. She had to believe that someone else had, or she would crumble.

A muted whine snapped her out of her frenzy. It had come from one of the houses on the other side of the village. She rushed to it, jumping over a broken fence in her haste. When she stopped in front of the house, a torn curtain hung in her way. Morgan was breathing fast, not just from her sprint but also from anticipation. She stood by the curtain a moment and focused her hearing as she tried to confirm that the sound had come from inside. She heard nothing. She swallowed her bitterness, refusing to believe she had imagined it.

She brushed the curtain aside. Within, the house was as much a mess as any other. The table had been flipped to the side. Singed blaster marks burned the walls. It was quite dark, as every torch and even the oven had long since been snuffed out. Morgan conjured a green flame in her palm to bring some light into the small house.

“Is anyone here?” she called.

Movement to her left caught her attention. When her light illuminated the corner, she saw another girl, just a few years younger than her. Her pale face was stricken with tears. She curled up on herself at first, quite frightened, but as soon as she saw Morgan, saw her red clothes and the tattoo on her forehead, the teenager threw herself in her arms.

Morgan was stunned, at first, but after a second, she snuffed out the fire in her hand to return the embrace. She felt the girl sobbing against her shoulder. She wanted to cry too, but she had to be strong. She swallowed her tears and held the girl while she cried. Immense relief fell on Morgan like a meteor. Someone else had survived. Someone else had been spared.

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63613936/chapters/163041553

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Vacation at Lanupa - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I wrote a crossover between Skeleton crew and Wolfwren! It's just as fun as the original show but with our favorite girls to supervise the kids (or at least try to). Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole chapter the link will be at the end!

Raising a kid – even a smart kid like Uschi – took a lot more energy that either Sabine or Shin had assumed. A year had passed since they’d decided to take care of her, and already Sabine felt ten years older. It seemed others had also noticed her tiredness. When her birthday came around, her family gave her a weekend at a spa and resort. She obviously took Shin with her, and while Uschi begged them to come to – puppy eyes and pouts and all – for once Sabine didn’t feel bad leaving her behind. The resort did not accept children, so Uschi had to stay with Hera.

Lanupa was a large, cold planet covered with mountains. If the coordinates leading to the resort hadn’t been so precise, Sabine knew they could have spent the weekend searching for it. They were almost there when two security drones came to guide them.

“Welcome to Lanupa, A neutral planet where all are welcome if they keep the peace. Violators will be shot down,” said the robotic voice that hailed them. 

“They don’t joke around with security,” Shin commented.

“Please be advised that children are not allowed. Do you have a reservation?”

“Oh no, we have a reservation,” Sabine replied as she leaned back into her seat and let the auto piloting sequence take the ETA-class shuttle to the landing pad.

Beside her, Shin had sunk into her seat, arms crossed. Or maybe we do have a child, Sabine thought with amusement. It wasn’t that Shin didn’t welcome a restful weekend, but mostly that a spa was not Shin’s idea of relaxation. Slicing up a bunch of bad guys with her lightsaber was Shin’s idea of relaxation. Sabine had had to cajole her into coming with her – and mostly sell her the idea of all they could do in a big hotel bed without a kid in the vicinity – to convince her to come. Shin had wanted to stay and watch over Uschi, at first. Sabine suspected she also had a bit of separation anxiety. How things had changed.

Their shuttle was taken to a large, circular landing pad at the edge of the resort. Looking out the window, Sabine could see the star-shaped resort sat atop a snowy mountain, and the pools of steaming, volcanic water down below. As she waited for their ship to land, she wondered whether Krownest would make a good spa and resort. Turning her ancestral home into a resort would most likely get her on Bo-Katan’s bad side.

The shuttle landed with a shake, and Sabine unbuckled her seatbelt and went to pick her up their traveling bags. Shin took another second to get out of her seat before joining her. Sabine placed a hand on her cheek, drawing her close and not allowing her to step away until she had looked her in the eyes.

“Hey, stop pouting. You look like Uschi when she wants ice cream.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63223738/chapters/161935924

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I put every bird I could think of into this wheel. Spin the wheel. You're that bird now.

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Pull Me Out of the Water, Cold and Blue - a Caitvi fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I haven't be able to get these two out from under my skin since I watched season 2, so I thought I'd try the method that works best for me. I wrote the fluffiest, most sugar-sweet fic that I could. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end! Enjoy!

Vi was not surprised to find Caitlyn reclined on their bed when she came home in the early evening. Neither of them had had a day to rest since the battle and their day wasn’t over, as they had a fundraiser to attend in an hour. Vi didn’t blame her girlfriend for taking a little nap. If she’d come home sooner from Zaun, she would have done the same, but the reconstruction had taken longer than she’d wished.

Vi lingered by the posters of the bed, arms crossed and a tender smile on her face as she watched Cait sleep. Her girlfriend had only removed her boots and was still wearing her pants and a black turtleneck. Her hair was down but her eyepatch was still firmly in place. She was reclined on her back, one hand over her chest, head turned toward the crackling fireplace. Its golden flames danced over her face like butterflies, and Vi watched as the light and shadows clung to Cait’s features.

“I know you’re staring,” Cait said without opening her eye, a certain amusement in her voice.

“Is that a crime? Are you going to throw me in jail for staring?”

Cait huffed like she didn’t want to laugh but she could not stop the sound from rushing past her lips. She rubbed her eye, stretched, and took in a deep breath. Then, she looked at Vi.

“What time is it?”

“Six-ish.”

“Wake me up in half an hour… That ought to give me enough time to prepare…”

Cait rolled away from the fireplace, legs folding atop the covers.

“Hard day at work?” Vi asked her.

“When is it not?”

Vi glanced at the clock. If her girlfriend was going to take a nap, then she figured she would do the same. She rounded the bed to her side, sat down and removed her boots. Then, she laid down across the huge bed, and rolled until she was facing Cait.

Full Story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63135295

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The biggest compliment ever is when someone sees your creative work and says that they’re now inspired to go out and create something, too

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it just be like that I guess

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Holidate - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! On this very special day, my birthday, I'm starting my new multichapter story! It's just the movie Holidate with Wolfwren (and a few twists). Here is the beginning of the first chapter, and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end!

As soon as Sabine came downstairs, she felt a dozen looks of pity on her. She ignored them as best as she could, which was difficult when she hadn’t had her coffee yet. It was almost lunch time anyway, and most everyone was gathered in the kitchen. She had to slither between Zeb and his very broad frame and the kitchen isle where Hera was making yet another batch of gingerbread cookies. The smell of them was almost enough to turn Sabine’s stomach. Usually, she would have been excited for more of Hera’s famous Christmas cookies, but nothing felt like Christmas today.

This was supposed to be her Christmas. After six years of dating Ketsu, Sabine had long since thought that this was it. She didn’t care whether they got married or not, only that Ketsu was definitely the love of her life. Then, she’d found an engagement ring very poorly hidden – Ketsu had always been terrible had hiding stuff – in one of her drawers. And of course, Sabine had been excited, and she’d told everyone about her find in the family chat. It had been a huge mistake. Turned out, Ketsu had been good at hiding some things after all. Right before December, she had packed everything out of their apartment and left Sabine.

The coffee machine was in no hurry to fill her mug, forcing Sabine to linger in the kitchen, foot tapping impatiently. She knew everyone was staring at her back, but she refused to acknowledge them. Just because they wanted to pity her didn’t mean that she had to pity herself. She didn’t. Good fucking riddance was her opinion. She’d never had more space in the apartment. And it wasn’t like she was alone on Christmas. She had them. Her family.

Piping hot mug of coffee in hand, she left the kitchen without a word and entered the living room. There, she found Ezra and Jacen on the carpet, working on a pretty big Lego set.

“You’ve opened your presents already?” she said, astound.

Usually, Sabine was always there to snap a hundred pictures of the little boy opening his presents.

“Mom said it was fine,” Jacen replied. “I didn’t want to wait until you were awake.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“We figured you needed the rest,” Ezra replied, like Sabine needed his opinion, or some rest, or whatever they all seem to think that she needed, which she didn’t.

“I’m fine. I just want to enjoy a Christmas with my family. Is it too much to ask?”

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Meet writer @whiteravengreywolf whose way with words will immediately draw you in!

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Should I give it a try 🤔 it's not like season 2 of Ahsoka is coming out this year anyway 🤷

hello fan creators!

Year of the OTP is officially back for 2025 with a new set of prompts!

we've switched some of the prompt categories around in an effort to make the event more inclusive of all kinds of fanworks. we've also included song prompts this year! the playlist is on spotify here.

we want to give a huge thank you to everyone who participated in the last event - it grew so much larger than we ever expected and it's truly amazing how you all took our last set of prompts and made so many wonderful things. keep it up!

a couple housekeeping notes: we will not be reblogging every entry this year. mods will keep an eye on the blog if you have any questions, but the reblogs were too much last time. thank you for your understanding!

we will be closing the 2023 collection on December 31. thank you for your continued participation, but it's time to look forward!

the link for the new collection will be posted here January 1.

we're looking forward to seeing what you create this year!

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Year of the OTP 2025

The Rules: the Ao3 collection accepts any /-ship works inspired by a prompt from this sheet The Challenge: make 12 works for one ship in one year, using prompts from each month

*you do not need to do the challenge to post to the AO3 collection, as long as you follow the rules*

January first kiss ♦ “may I have this dance” ♦ sharing clothes ♦ BDSM AU ♦ stockholm syndrome ♦ Strong – One Direction

February Valentine’s Day ♦ “it made me think of you” ♦ bed sharing ♦ multiple penetration ♦ mind control/mind break ♦ Like Real People Do – Hozier

March fresh starts ♦ “what are you doing with that”♦ florist/tattoo artist ♦ phone sex ♦ major character death ♦ Take Care – Drake

April pranks ♦ “right in front of my salad” ♦ running away together ♦ dom bottom/sub top ♦ raised to be a killer ♦ Drops of Jupiter – Train

May hanahaki ♦ “we’re dating? since when?” ♦ body swap ♦ magical sex toys ♦ stalking ♦ Paper Rings – Taylor Swift

June pride ♦ “I can’t get you out of my mind” ♦ relationship reveal ♦ unconventional sex positions ♦ paying a debt with your body ♦ Good Looking – Dixon Dallas

July vacation together ♦ “I like my _ how I like my coffee” ♦ kidfic ♦ mutual masturbation ♦ dehumanization ♦ You May Be Right – Billy Joel

August Sports AU ♦ “you’re thinking too much”♦ cooking together ♦ object insertion/ penetration ♦ becoming a monster ♦ You Shook Me All Night Long – AC/DC

September high school/college sweethearts ♦ “come here” ♦ date night gone wrong ♦ semi-public sex ♦ abduction ♦ Thinking Bout You – Frank Ocean

October costumes ♦ “boo” ♦ online dating ♦ shibari ♦ mutual non-con ♦ Mr. Brightside – The Killers

November camping ♦ “are you sure” ♦ touch-starved ♦ cockwarming ♦ abusive relationship ♦ A Thousand Years – Christina Perri

December holiday traditions ♦ “where are you taking me” ♦ bathing together ♦ food play ♦ tortured for information ♦ Everything Is Alright – Laura Shigihara

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SO HERE IS THE WHOLE STORY (SO FAR).

I am on my knees begging you to reblog this post and to stop reblogging the original ones I sent out yesterday. This is the complete account with all the most recent info; the other one is just sending people down senselessly panicked avenues that no longer lead anywhere.

IN SHORT

Cliff Weitzman, CEO of Speechify and (aspiring?) voice actor, used AI to scrape thousands of popular, finished works off AO3 to list them on his own for-profit website and in his attached app. He did this without getting any kind of permission from the authors of said work or informing AO3. Obviously.

When fandom at large was made aware of his theft and started pushing back, Weitzman issued a non-apology on the original social media posts—using 

his dyslexia; 

his intent to implement a tip-system for the plagiarized authors; and 

a sudden willingness to take down the work of every author who saw my original social media posts and emailed him individually with a ‘valid’ claim,

as reasons we should allow him to continue monetizing fanwork for his own financial gain.

When we less-than-kindly refused, he took down his ‘apologies’ as well as his website (allegedly—it’s possible that our complaints to his web host, the deluge of emails he received or the unanticipated traffic brought it down, since there wasn’t any sort of official statement made about it), and when it came back up several hours later, all of the work formerly listed in the fan fiction category was no longer there. 

THE TAKEAWAYS

1. Cliff Weitzman (aka Ofek Weitzman) is a scumbag with no qualms about taking fanwork without permission, feeding it to AI and monetizing it for his own financial gain; 

2. Fandom can really get things done when it wants to, and 

3. Our fanworks appear to be hidden, but they’re NOT DELETED from Weitzman’s servers, and independently published, original works are still listed without the authors' permission. We need to hold this man responsible for his theft, keep an eye on both his current and future endeavors, and take action immediately when he crosses the line again. 

THE TIMELINE, THE DETAILS, THE SCREENSHOTS (behind the cut)

Sunday night, December 22nd 2024, I noticed an influx in visitors to my fic You & Me & Holiday Wine. When I searched the title online, hoping to find out where they came from, a new listing popped up (third one down, no less):

This listing is still up today, by the way, though now when you follow the link to word-stream, it just brings you to the main site. (Also, to be clear, this was not the cause for the influx of traffic to my fic; word-stream did not link back to the original work anywhere.)

I followed the link to word-stream, where to my horror Y&M&HW was listed in its entirety—though, beyond the first half of the first chapter, behind a paywall—along with a link promising to take me—through an app downloadable on the Apple Store—to an AI-narrated audiobook version. When I searched word-stream itself for my ao3 handle I found both of my multi-chapter fics were listed this way:

Because the tags on my fics (which included genres* and characters, but never the original IPs**) weren’t working, I put ‘Kara Danvers’ into the search bar and discovered that many more supercorp fics (Supergirl TV fandom, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor pairing) were listed.

I went looking online for any mention of word-stream and AI plagiarism (the covers—as well as the ridiculously inflated number of reviews and ratings—made it immediately obvious that AI fuckery was involved), but found almost nothing: only one single Reddit post had been made, and it received (at that time) only a handful of upvotes and no advice. 

I decided to make a tumblr post to bring the supercorp fandom up to speed about the theft. I draw as well as write for fandom and I’ve only ever had to deal with art theft—which has a clear set of steps to take depending on where said art was reposted—and I was at a loss regarding where to start in this situation.

After my post went up I remembered Project Copy Knight, which is worth commending for the work they’ve done to get fic stolen from AO3 taken down from monetized AI 'audiobook’ YouTube accounts. I reached out to @echoekhi, asking if they’d heard of this site and whether they could advise me on how to get our works taken down.

While waiting for a reply I looked into Copy Knight’s methods and decided to contact OTW’s legal department:

And then I went to bed.

By morning, tumblr friends @makicarn and @fazedlight as well as a very helpful tumblr anon had seen my post and done some very productive sleuthing:

@echoekhi had also gotten back to me, advising me, as expected, to contact the OTW. So I decided to sit tight until I got a response from them.

That response came only an hour or so later: 

Which was 100% understandable, but still disappointing—I doubted a handful of individual takedown requests would accomplish much, and I wasn’t eager to share my given name and personal information with Cliff Weitzman himself, which is unavoidable if you want to file a DMCA.

I decided to take it to Reddit, hoping it would gain traction in the wider fanfic community, considering so many fandoms were affected. My Reddit posts (with the updates at the bottom as they were emerging) can be found here and here.

A helpful Reddit user posted a guide on how users could go about filing a DMCA against word-stream here (to wobbly-at-best results)

A different helpful Reddit user signed up to access insight into word-streams pricing. Comment is here.

Smells unbelievably scammy, right? In addition to those audacious prices—though in all fairness any amount of money would be audacious considering every work listed is accessible elsewhere for free—my dyscalculia is screaming silently at the sight of that completely unnecessary amount of intentionally obscured numbers.

Speaking of which! As soon as the post on r/AO3—and, as a result, my original tumblr post—began taking off properly, sometime around 1 pm, jumpscare! A notification that a tumblr account named @cliffweitzman had commented on my post, and I got a bit mad about the gist of his message :

Fortunately he caught plenty of flack in the comments from other users (truly you should check out the comment section, it is extremely gratifying and people are making tremendously good points), in response to which, of course, he first tried to both reiterate and renegotiate his point in a second, longer comment (which I didn’t screenshot in time so I’m sorry for the crappy notification email formatting):

which he then proceeded to also post to Reddit (this is another Reddit user’s screenshot, I didn’t see it at all, the notifications were moving too fast for me to follow by then)

... where he got a roughly equal amount of righteously furious replies. (Check downthread, they're still there, all the way at the bottom.)

After which Cliff went ahead & deleted his messages altogether. 

It’s not entirely clear whether his account was suspended by Reddit soon after or whether he deleted it himself, but considering his tumblr account is still intact, I assume it’s the former. He made a handful of sock puppet accounts to play around with for a while, both on Reddit and Tumblr, only one of which I have a screenshot of, but since they all say roughly the same thing, you’re not missing much:

And then word-stream started throwing a DNS error.

That lasted for a good number of hours, which was unfortunately right around the time that a lot of authors first heard about the situation and started asking me individually how to find out whether their work was stolen too. I do not have that information and I am unclear on the perimeters Weitzman set for his AI scraper, so this is all conjecture: it LOOKS like the fics that were lifted had three things in common:

They were completed works;

They had over several thousand kudos on AO3; and

They were written by authors who had actively posted or updated work over the past year.

If anyone knows more about these perimeters or has info that counters my observation, please let me know!

I finally thought to check/alert evil Twitter during this time, and found out that the news was doing the rounds there already. I made a quick thread summarizing everything that had happened just in case. You can find it here.

I went to Bluesky too, where fandom was doing all the heavy lifting for me already, so I just reskeeted, as you do, and carried on.

Sometime in the very early evening, word-stream went back up—but the fan fiction category was nowhere to be seen. Tentative joy and celebration!***

That’s when several users—the ones who had signed up for accounts to gain intel and had accessed their own fics that way—reported that their work could still be accessed through their history. Relevant Reddit post here.

Sooo—

We’re obviously not done. The fanwork that was stolen by Weitzman may be inaccessible through his website right now, but they aren’t actually gone. And the fact that Weitzman wasn’t willing to get rid of them altogether means he still has plans for them. 

This was my final edit on my Reddit post before turning off notifications, and it's pretty much where my head will be at for at least the foreseeable future:

Please feel free to add info in the comments, make your own posts, take whatever action you want to take to protect your work. I only beg you—seriously, I’m on my knees here—to not give up like I saw a handful of people express the urge to do. Keep sharing your creative work and remain vigilant and stay active to make sure we can continue to do so freely. Visit your favorite fics, and the ones you’ve kept in your ‘marked for later’ lists but never made time to read, and leave kudos, leave comments, support your fandom creatives, celebrate podficcers and support AO3. We created this place and it’s our responsibility to keep it alive and thriving for as long as we possibly can.

Also FUCK generative AI. It has NO place in fandom spaces.

THE 'SMALL' PRINT (some of it in all caps):

*Weitzman knew what he was doing and can NOT claim ignorance. One, it’s pretty basic kindergarten stuff that you don’t steal some other kid’s art project and present it as your own only to act surprised when they protest and then tell the victim that they should have told you sooner that they didn’t want their project stolen. And two, he was very careful never to list the IPs these fanworks were based on, so it’s clear he was at least familiar enough with the legalities to not get himself in hot water with corporate lawyers. Fucking over fans, though, he figured he could get away with that. 

**A note about the AI that Weitzman used to steal our work: it’s even greasier than it looks at first glance. It’s not just the method he used to lift works off AO3 and then regurgitate onto his own website and app. Looking beyond the untold horrors of his AI-generated cover ‘art’, in many cases these covers attempt to depict something from the fics in question that can’t be gleaned from their summaries alone. In addition, my fics (and I assume the others, as well) were listed with generated genres; tags that did not appear anywhere in or on my fic on AO3 and were sometimes scarily accurate and sometimes way off the mark. I remember You & Me & Holiday Wine had ‘found family’ (100% correct, but not tagged by me as such) and I believe The Shape of Soup was listed as, among others, ‘enemies to friends to lovers’ and ‘love triangle’ (both wildly inaccurate). Even worse, not all the fic listed (as authors on Reddit pointed out) came with their original summaries at all. Often the entire summary was AI-generated. All of these things make it very clear that it was an all-encompassing scrape—not only were our fics stolen, they were also fed word-for-word into the AI Weitzman used and then analyzed to suit Weitzman’s needs. This means our work was literally fed to this AI to basically do with whatever its other users want, including (one assumes) text generation. 

***Fan fiction appears to have been made (largely) inaccessible on word-stream at this time, but I’m hearing from several authors that their original, independently published work, which is listed at places like Kindle Unlimited, DOES still appear in word-stream’s search engine. This obviously hurts writers, especially independent ones, who depend on these works for income and, as a rule, don’t have a huge budget or a legal team with oceans of time to fight these battles for them. If you consider yourself an author in the broader sense, beyond merely existing online as a fandom author, beyond concerns that your own work is immediately at risk, DO NOT STOP MAKING NOISE ABOUT THIS.

Again, please, please PLEASE reblog this post instead of the one I sent originally. All the information is here, and it's driving me nuts to see the old ones are still passed around, sending people on wild goose chases.

Thank you all so much.