If you're not following any of AO3's social media accounts you might be in the dark as to what kind of "spam comments" have engendered this banner at the top of the site:
These spam comments have been posted about a great deal on the AO3 subreddit for the past couple of days. Initially they comprised a bunch of guest (logged out users) bot comments that insulted authors by suggesting they were using AI and not writing their own fics. Some examples, from the subreddit:
But it then escalated to outright graphic porn images and gifs being posted in comments, again by logged out 'Guest' accounts. Obviously, I'm not going to give examples of those, but between these two bot infestations, AO3 has clearly decided to act and has temporarily closed the ability to post comments for users who are not logged in with an AO3 account.
Unfortunately, this means that genuine readers who don't have an AO3 account won't be able to leave comments on fics that they enjoy.
If you are a genuine reader who doesn't yet have an AO3 account, I strongly suggest getting yourself on the waiting list for one. More and more AO3 authors are now locking their fics down to registered users only - either due to these bot comments or concerns about AI scraping their work - which means you're probably missing out on a lot of great stuff.
Hopefully guest commenting will be enabled again at some point soon, but I suggest not waiting until then. Get yourself on that list.
Wait times are going to be longer than usual at the moment, due to the current Wattpad purge [info on Fanlore | Wattpad subreddit thread], but if you're in line, then your invite will come through eventually.
Update: There's now a Megathread about this on the AO3 subreddit.
Never Morning Wore to Evening but Some Heart did Break, 1894 by Walter Langley (English, 1852–1922)
tony falling asleep on the plane back from afghanistan, laying prone on Rhodes’s chest in order to avoid exposing his arc reactor, and because he trusts rhodey’s judgement of when it’s safe to sleep (and trusts rhodey to wake him if needed).
People trying to get rhodey to do paperwork or give official accounts of what happened. and he just waves them off bc tony is finally asleep on his chest.
rhodey tells people he’s crying because of the smoke fumes on tony’s clothes. he’s lying.
Help me. I am drowning deep within myself. Tell me I am not alone. [x]
You see the vision, right
here it is a collection of poems about hope and or holding on despite everything !
I Am Not Ready To Die Yet by Aracelis Girmay
A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde
Snowdrops by Louise Glück
Most Days I Want to Live by Gabrielle Calvocoressi
Insha’Allah by Danusha Laméris
A Good Day by Kait Rokowski
Invitation by Mary Oliver
Instructions on Not Giving Up by Ada Limón
Tommorow is a Place by Sanna Wani
The World Has Need of You by Ellen Bass
Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower by Rainer Maria Rilke
To the Young Who Want to Die by Gwendolyn Brooks
Night Walk by Franz Wright
Sorrow is Not My Name by Ross Gay
Everything Is Waiting For You by David Whyte
The Letter by Linda Greg
Testify by Eve L. Ewing
Every Day as a Wide Field, Every Page by Naomi Shihab Nye
My latest New Scientist cartoon.
(●´⌓`●) Just a human wanting to share my interests and exist in peace ✌️.
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