Chatgpt Is The Coward's Way Out. If You Have A Paper Due In 40 Minutes You Should Be Chugging Six Energy

At some point "fanfic can be as good as professional writing" became "fanfic should be as good as professional writing" and that's caused major damage to fandom spaces.

THIS! I wrote a oneshot on the site one time and it got deleted halfway through (I went to get food and my laptop shut down) I was devastated. And that was only a oneshot. I was like 200 words in.

people who write their fics directly onto archive of our own site do not fear death by the way

in all seriousness, please always keep backups of your works, write them somewhere else (google doc is a good choice) then copy and paste onto ao3 when you're done, because ao3 itself does not automatically save your works for you, meaning you can lose all of your progress

Gentle hands and harsh words

nobody knows what that does to me

words don’t leave marks

at least not that others can see

he holds me soft while tearing me down

no bruises on my body

but his words were crafted to cut

his hands are soft

kinder than any others have ever been

i’m told to accept the lesser of evils

the man hitting me with words instead of fists

why should i have to settle

is there no life without bearing the judgment of a man who will never truly love me

i am not a doll to be dressed up and played with

my soul means nothing to men

i will keep it for myself

i will hold myself with a reverence that no man can know

i will speak of myself with a love no man will ever feel

gentle hands mean nothing when they are a scheme to create obedience

obedience is an evil that will never know me

i will not obey a man who believes he owns me

no man is entitled to my body or my mind

i own myself

and i hope any who say otherwise suffer until they die

happy Sleep Token to all who celebrate ♡

This is genuinely why I can’t write full fics. Like I can write a oneshot and THATS IT

me as a writer

oh it…

The way his hand is bigger than her entire thigh…I am unwell

Swiss: *walks into the ghoul common room* Sup, heteros? Dewdrop: *stops making out with Aether* The fuck did you just call me?!

“Take me back to Eden” but it was never Eden. It was always Gethsemane. “I was in love with the thought that we were in love with each other.” He romanticized that relationship until he broke his own heart AND ONCE AGAIN HE IS JUST LIKE ME FOR. REAL.

writing is hard but coming up with a cunty title and catchy summary will slay even god's strongest soldier