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So I’m thinking about posting some of my fics to AO3, but sob that waiting list. Anyone know where to get an invite, or have one?

Actually, hey, RoosterTumblr, anyone interested in an invite for AO3? As much as I love Tumblr, it’s really, really difficult to go back and find older works even after a week or two if you can’t remember who wrote it, who reblogged it, etc., and Tumblr-based archives take a lot of maintaining with how much fic we create.

The Red vs. Blue section on AO3 has seen a good bit of activity lately, and the tagging system makes it pretty easy to find fics, so for those who want to archive their stuff, it’s a really straightforward system to use.

I’ve got about 10 invites, so if anyone wants one, let me know!

Been posting some older fics over on AO3; think I might move most of my fics over there, though I’m still debating it. Anyway, thought I’d stick links up here, too.

fracture. | Wash/Tex, 561 words.

He’s not in love with her, but Epsilon is.

lie to me | Wash (Epsilon)/Tex, Director/Allison, 1082 words.

she loves me

Her hair always looked best down, no matter how much she hated it. She’d always tie it back in a ponytail or pull it into a messy little braid, but he loves the way it falls over her shoulders, gleaming in the hot afternoon sun.

He’d reach out to run his fingers through it, and she’d smack his hand away, telling him to stop grabbing me, dumbass, can’t you see i’m working, and—

the science of belief | on Wash & the Meta through S6/7/8, 1104 words.

The thing about Maine had always been that the moment he stepped into a room, there was no ignoring him. Some people, like CT, could melt into a corner without a second thought, but Maine had that gravity to him that didn’t just come from the height and the muscles and the looks he gave.

It was the sense that those around him were no more than ants staring up a giant, one who could reach out and snap them all in half without a second thought.

Wash stares at the faceless visor and the man beneath, at the easy way he hefts the bladed weapon in his hands over his back, and doesn’t have to look at the Chairman to know he’s flinching back from the man in the corner of the room, no matter how sure he is that armor lock would hold him back in an instant.

So this is what they’re giving me, Wash thinks.

“I’ll take him.”

data remanance | Wash, introspective, 817 words.

027

my name is leonard l. ch
my name is alpha
my name is epsilon

i remember

i remember everything

phaes:

ichidou:

Actually, hey, RoosterTumblr, anyone interested in an invite for AO3? As much as I love Tumblr, it’s really, really difficult to go back and find older works even after a week or two if you can’t remember who wrote it, who reblogged it, etc., and Tumblr-based archives take a lot of maintaining with how much fic we create.

The Red vs. Blue section on AO3 has seen a good bit of activity lately, and the tagging system makes it pretty easy to find fics, so for those who want to archive their stuff, it’s a really straightforward system to use.

I’ve got about 10 invites, so if anyone wants one, let me know!

I would be interested in having one if you’re willing!

Sure, just shoot me a message with your email address.

For anyone else — I still have a couple, so hit me up if you want one!