Ao3xtumblr Stories

Something wells up in Tumblr's throat as they realise that they can't just go up and talk to them. AO3 would never humour them with a conversation, nothing more than a passing word- maybe not even. They're far too refined for that. Tumblr looks down at their wrists, adorned with loom bands, kandi bracelets, leather cuffs and scars. They're far too refined for that. ---------------------------- AO3 doubles over, head hitting the counter softly as the pain flares up again. They sink to the floor against their best efforts, as though gravity has increased on them specifically, clutching themselves in pain. She's sure she makes some sort of groan as her vision blackens, and she's fairly certain half the books on the counter clatter down with her. Their heart... fuck...

The Domestic life of Ao3 and tumblr and their mentally ill children disclaimer: the names of the kids are stereotypes and are in no way related to the users behind those names irl.

Tumblr and AO3 have been best friends since the early days of fandom. But things get complicated when Tumblr starts dating Twitter-a flashy, loudmouthed boyfriend with too much drama and too little empathy. When things get toxic, Tumblr turns to the one place that always felt safe: AO3. With gentleness, love, and a mountain of comfort fics, AO3 helps Tumblr break free. Somewhere between late-night reading sessions, love quietly begins to bloom. (Also, Wattpad is AO3 and Tumblr's chaotic love child. Webtoon is dating her.)