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hii! i wanted to share this recent commission i worked on, i really loved the result and had a lot of fun working on it!!!
(reblogging is okay btw!!!!!)
i had plans to do sooo much writing this week since it’s my spring break. and i did! at first. now i havent touched my fic in like 3 days though…oops
Me after a long day of writing: *closing the lid of my laptop nodding to myself* that was a good sentence
weight - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 297
“Moons, I have an important question.”
Remus looked up from his book, only half paying attention. Because, since getting together a month ago, Sirius asked ‘important questions’ a lot. Some of them included, but were certainly not limited to:
Would you love me if I were a worm?
Would you love me if I turned into a dog and ate all of your homework?
Would you love me if I lost all my teeth?
Would you love me if I was bald?
And, Remus’s personal favorite, and the one that confused him the most, would you love me if I was never born?
Of course, Remus answered yes to all of these, because he’d known Sirius for almost five years, so he knew how to placate him.
So he expected this question to be the same.
“Would you still love me if I dressed like a girl sometimes?”
But now, Remus gave his boyfriend his full attention, because the question seemed to hold more weight.
“Of course I would, baby,” he replied earnestly, looking over and meeting Sirius’s eyes. “Do you…really think I wouldn’t?”
“Dunno,” Sirius mumbled, playing with a loose thread in his blanket. “You don’t think it’s weird?”
Remus chuckled and moved to sit next to him, grabbing his hand. “I think you’re weird. But however you want to dress, I’ll always think you’re stunning. And I’ll never stop loving you. I promise.”
Gray, tear-filled eyes finally met his own, and Remus momentarily was breathless. “I’m still a boy,” Sirius murmured.
“Even if you weren’t,” Remus swore, “I love you for you.”
At this, Sirius smiled a bit. “What if I were a snail?”
Remus froze and let out a long-suffering sigh, then grabbed a nearby pillow and hit Sirius over the head with it.
filthy rich wizard sirius asks uni student remus who part-times at his parents' cafe (he doesn't know he's a wizard too yet) out to dinner, suggesting michelin star restaurants but remus says no we're actually going to the family-owned chinese place down the street where water and utensils are self-service. best date of sirius' life.
Sirius: Moony, if you had to describe me in one word, what would it be?
Remus: Annoying.
Sirius: Okay, rude. Try again.
Remus: Infuriating. Ridiculous
Sirius, pouting: Moony—
Remus, kissing the tip of his nose: Fine. Mine.
Sirius, immediately flustered: Oh.
OK, fandom, here’s a thing about Remus Lupin we don’t hear nearly enough about: sometimes, being a werewolf wasn’t an unrelenting cycle of angst. Sure there was a lot of suckage, but sometimes there was fun.
‘And they didn’t desert me at all. Instead they did something for me that would make my transformations not only bearable, but the best times of my life. They became Animagi.’
(Chapter 19, The Servant of Lord Voldemort, PoA.)
Where are you all hiding the fic and arts when teenage Remus gets to actually enjoy some full moon high-jinks? There’s more misery and moping around the hospital wing than you can shake a stick at and, I get that, I really do, we all love a bit of h/c, we hurt the ones we love the most and all that malarkey. But surely there’s room for more? The roaming the school grounds, running about the Forest, wild animal adventures? Most times there’s not much willingness to even admit that Remus ever had any fun, instead just a grudging acceptance that his Animagi friends made full moon a bit less bad, maybe even tolerable. but Remus very clearly says otherwise. To repeat:
‘The best times of my life.’
Look, it’s not like Remus didn’t have enough misery, can we not let the poor bastard enjoy the one bit of fun canon gives him? Oh, and while we’re on the subject, he goes on:
‘And there were near misses, many of them. We laughed about them afterwards.’
Think about that for a minute. Remus came close to attacking people during the full moon on multiple occasions, but far from being consumed with self-loathing and regret, managed to laugh about it afterwards. I mean, he had a bit of a conscience about it, but:
‘I always managed to forget my guilty feelings every time we sat down to plan our next month’s adventure.’
Sure, he knew what he was doing was dangerous, and sometimes he felt a bit bad about it. But it didn’t stop him doing it, didn’t stop him laughing off the dangers, didn’t stop him regarding the full moon as an “adventure.”
There will always be fans of long-suffering Remus and, hey, knock yourselves out if that’s fun for you. But, oh, what I wouldn’t give for a little more of canon Remus who is no sort of soft doughy cinnamon roll but is a bit of a thrill-seeker, not entirely honest, and definitely capable of having fun.
Don’t @ me unless you’ve got recs or are up for planning next month’s adventure.
Sirius, winking at Remus: Remus, dropping his books: Peter: "Moony, you good?" Remus: "no. i'm deceased. tell my story."
THE BET
The Gryffindor common room was alive with the usual chaos of a Friday evening. James Potter, ever the ringleader, was sprawled on the rug by the fire, tossing a Snitch in the air and catching it with lazy precision. Peter Pettigrew was attempting to balance a stack of Chocolate Frog cards on his nose, while Remus Lupin, ever the picture of calm, was curled up in an armchair with a book. Sirius Black, however, was in rare form—lounging on the sofa with his trademark smirk, regaling a group of fourth-years with some exaggerated tale of his latest Quidditch victory.
“And then I pulled a Wronski Feint so sharp, even James here nearly fell off his broom!” Sirius declared, throwing his arms wide for dramatic effect. The fourth-years giggled, clearly enchanted by his charisma.
James rolled his eyes. “You wish, Padfoot. That was me, and you know it.”
Sirius waved him off. “Details, details. The point is, I’m brilliant.”
Remus glanced up from his book, a small smile playing on his lips. “Modesty has never been your strong suit, has it, Sirius?”
Sirius turned to him, his grin widening. “Ah, Moony, you wound me. But I suppose I’ll forgive you—you’re far too pretty to stay mad at.”
Remus rolled his eyes, but the faint blush creeping up his neck betrayed him. James, noticing this, sat up suddenly, an idea sparking in his mind.
“Oi, Padfoot,” James called, a mischievous glint in his eye. “I’ve got a bet for you.”
Sirius raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on.”
“I bet you can’t go a week without flirting with Remus.”
The common room fell silent for a moment, all eyes turning to James. Even Remus looked up from his book, his expression a mix of amusement and mild horror.
Sirius scoffed. “Please. That’s child’s play. I could do it in my sleep.”
James smirked. “Oh, really? Then you won’t mind putting your money where your mouth is. A week, no flirting with Moony. If you can do it, I’ll do your homework for a month. If you can’t, you have to clean the Quidditch locker rooms—alone—for the rest of the term.”
Sirius hesitated for a fraction of a second, then shrugged. “Deal. But you’re going to regret this, Prongs. I’m a man of incredible self-control.”
Remus snorted, earning a mock glare from Sirius. “We’ll see about that,” James said, leaning back with a satisfied grin.
The next morning, Sirius was determined to prove James wrong. He woke up early, dressed meticulously, and even combed his hair (a rare occurrence). He was going to be the picture of restraint and professionalism. No flirting. None whatsoever.
But then Remus walked into the Great Hall.
He was wearing a soft, oversized sweater that slipped off one shoulder, revealing a collarbone that Sirius had never noticed before. His hair was tousled from sleep, and he had a book tucked under one arm. He looked, in a word, irresistible.
Sirius swallowed hard and quickly looked down at his toast. "Morning, Moony," he said, his voice slightly strangled.
"Morning," Remus replied, sliding into the seat across from him. He opened his book and began reading, completely oblivious to the internal crisis he’d just caused.
James, sitting next to Sirius, smirked. "You okay there, mate? You look a bit… flustered."
"I’m fine," Sirius muttered, stabbing a sausage with more force than necessary.
Peter, sitting on Remus’s other side, decided to join in on the fun. "Hey, Moony," he said, leaning in closer than necessary. "You look really nice today. That sweater suits you."
Remus looked up, surprised. "Oh. Thanks, Wormtail."
Sirius’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing. "What are you doing, Peter?"
Peter blinked innocently. "What? I’m just complimenting Moony. Is that not allowed?"
Sirius opened his mouth to retort but caught himself just in time. He couldn’t flirt with Remus, but that didn’t mean he had to sit there and watch Peter do it. "Whatever," he muttered, shoving another bite of toast into his mouth.
James and Peter took turns showering Remus with attention, much to Sirius’s growing frustration. James would casually drape an arm over Remus’s shoulders during class, whispering jokes that made Remus laugh. Peter would offer to carry Remus’s books or fetch him tea from the kitchen. And Remus, bless him, seemed completely unaware of the effect he was having on Sirius.
But Remus wasn’t entirely innocent. Unintentionally, he began doing things that drove Sirius absolutely mad. He’d roll up his sleeves to reveal his forearms, lean in just a little too close when they were studying together, or bite his lip in concentration while reading. It was all completely innocent, but to Sirius, it felt like torture.
By the third day, James and Peter had fully embraced their roles as chaos agents. They took turns complimenting Remus at every opportunity, much to Sirius’ growing frustration.
“Moony, your hair looks amazing today,” James said loudly during Transfiguration. “What’s your secret?”
“Oh, you know,” Remus replied, running a hand through his curls. “Just good genes, I suppose.”
Sirius’ eye twitched.
Later, Peter “accidentally” dropped his quill, and when Remus bent down to pick it up, Peter whistled. “Nice view.”
“PETER!” Sirius shouted, earning a glare from Professor McGonagall. During Charms, Peter “accidentally” spilled ink all over Remus’s parchment, forcing him to take off his jumper to avoid staining it. Remus, now in just his white button-down shirt, rolled his eyes but didn’t seem to mind. Sirius, however, looked like he was about to spontaneously combust.
“Pete, you’re a genius,” James whispered, giving Peter a discreet high-five.
By day five, Sirius was at his breaking point. Remus had started sitting closer to him in class, their knees brushing under the table. He’d also taken to whispering jokes in Sirius’s ear, his breath warm against Sirius’s skin. It was maddening.
The final straw came during a game of Exploding Snap in the common room. Remus, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, leaned forward to play his card, his face inches from Sirius’s. Sirius could smell the faint scent of chocolate and parchment that always seemed to cling to him.
“Your move, Padfoot,” Remus said softly, his eyes locking with Sirius’s.
Sirius’s brain short-circuited. Without thinking, he blurted out, “You’re bloody gorgeous, you know that?”
The room went silent. James and Peter stared at him, wide-eyed, while Remus’s lips curved into a slow, triumphant smile.
“I believe that counts as flirting,” Remus said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
Sirius groaned, burying his face in his hands. “I hate all of you.”
James burst out laughing. “Looks like you just lost, Padfoot!”
Sirius glared at him. “This was a setup.”
“Of course it was,” Remus said, leaning back with a smug grin. “And you walked right into it.”
Sirius sighed, but he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips. “Fine. You win. But just so you know, Moony, you’re a menace.”
Remus’s smile softened, and he reached out to ruffle Sirius’s hair. “And you’re adorable when you’re flustered.”
Sirius’s heart skipped a beat, and he decided then and there that losing the bet was worth it if it meant seeing Remus smile like that.
Later that night, as they all settled into their beds, Sirius leaned over to Remus. “You know,” he said quietly, “if you wanted me to flirt with you, you could’ve just asked.”
Remus chuckled, his eyes warm in the dim light. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Sirius shook his head, a fond smile on his face. “You’re impossible.”
“And yet you love me anyway,” Remus teased.
Sirius’s smile widened. “Yeah. I really do.”
And with that, he leaned in and kissed him, the bet forgotten as the two of them lost themselves in the moment.
i feel like sirius and remus being physically affectionate with each other would be so awkward. like they both enjoy it because it’s from the love of their life but it’s just so funny. sirius never really learned how to be physically affectionate so he just doesn’t really know what he’s doing and remus is like afraid of hurting him and he’s just so tall and gangly and it’s just so adorable because they’re both lowkey touch starved.
literally doesn’t matter what your point is when you said it! using disability as a reason to prove someone’s unattractive is in fact ableist, and your entire post is about how he’s a loser so yeah it is related. you’re right, people are weird about young people being physically disabled sometimes, including you right now with this post…this post isn’t calling out ableism, it’s including disability in a list of reasons most people don’t find remus attractive and/or reasons he’s a loser
maybe you could try reflecting for two seconds instead of getting defensive when someone calls you out ✌🏽
Sirius: “No I’m normal everyone thinks Remus is the hottest person alive”
Remus: excuses himself from a party after 10 minutes bc he wants to go knit. Wearing the most heinous jumper even your grandfather would shy away from. Blacks out after one (1) beer. Dies if someone makes eye contact with him. Sits awkwardly in the corner trying not to cry when he has to stay in a party for too long (fails every time). Bones pop 87 times every time he stands up. Cannot sit on the floor or he will need to be picked up bc his back is so bad. Asks Sirius + James + Peter to kiss his booboos bc his mummy used to do it and it made it feel better. Always has at least 3 books on him but needs Sirius to carry them bc he’s too weak. Hates smoking bc he’s worried about cancer. Very awkward. Loser.
so apparently i have to say again that remus is not a loser or unattractive because he’s disabled? there are a thousand other reasons you can hc or pull from canon for remus being a pathetic loser, you can hc him as unattractive as you want, and there is LITERALLY no need to bring his disability into it! i’m so fucking tired of this
Sirius: “No I’m normal everyone thinks Remus is the hottest person alive”
Remus: excuses himself from a party after 10 minutes bc he wants to go knit. Wearing the most heinous jumper even your grandfather would shy away from. Blacks out after one (1) beer. Dies if someone makes eye contact with him. Sits awkwardly in the corner trying not to cry when he has to stay in a party for too long (fails every time). Bones pop 87 times every time he stands up. Cannot sit on the floor or he will need to be picked up bc his back is so bad. Asks Sirius + James + Peter to kiss his booboos bc his mummy used to do it and it made it feel better. Always has at least 3 books on him but needs Sirius to carry them bc he’s too weak. Hates smoking bc he’s worried about cancer. Very awkward. Loser.
«Dear Your Holiness» Remus will probably always be my favorite Remus. Drawing him with a darker skin was challenging but I wanted to paint him how he is described in the fic. I don't know if I managed but well I tried. Thank you @mollymarymarie for writing this masterpiece. It means so much to me and I am forever grateful ❤️
remus lupin variants:
mop
wet rag
left sock
dusty blanket
throw pillow
carpet
shoebox
eco friendly confetti
old laptop
top 5 on repeat!
thank you to @brandileigh2003 for the tag :)
rules: post your top 5 songs on repeat from Spotify
exposing myself here…literally 4/5 are from my lotf playlist 😭
no pressure tags: @madefortherain @themoonandstarsss
Me: wow drawing is so hard, I'll never do it again!
Also me with no experience in drawing animals: dog
...so anyways, dadfoot!! made him completely black so I can avoid understanding how furs work!!
a lot of fic rec lists focus heavily on long fics but here’s a shoutout to short fics they give so much snack-size joy i hate how writing short form is sometimes looked down upon it has its own challenges and deserves so much more respect and love because a well executed short fic can ruin your life in 20 minutes
( This post is starting to get some attention, so I'd appreciate it if you'd follow my art blog @katlyntheartist )
being done with midterms and going on spring break means i finally have time to focus on what truly matters in life.
fanfiction.
hi so we can in fact enjoy pathetic loser characters without being ableist! i looove pathetic loser remus but it’s disgusting and ableist to say he’s pathetic because he’s disabled…come on y’all, i’m so sick of this.
Honestly I love how wolfstar are both a little pathetic, but they still think the other one is so freaking cool lol
You'll see remus spilling tea all over his grandpa jumpers, complaining about chronic pain, going to bed by nine, hating on every new popular trend and sirius will remain absolutely terrified that one day moony's gonna wake up and discover he's just too cool for him.
On the other hand, sirius trips on every damn sidewalk because he insists on wearing pants too big for his size, whines every morning about his bread crusts and needs remus to kiss any paper cut he might have. And remus is still drooling all over him every step of the way.
the question of fic comments is very straightforward actually. readers do not owe writers comments. writers do not owe readers fic. there is no bargain, no transaction, no debt.
fic is a gift. comments are a gift. gifts are exchanged between friends, out of love, not out of obligation.
I write for myself. I post it for others, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. I read for myself. I comment for the author, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. perhaps we were not friends before, but we are now, however fleetingly, because we have given each other gifts out of love.
i dont accept any of this bullshit where remus is cold and harsh and cruel towards sirius in wolfstar fics bc he'd be head over heels, obsessed, pathetically in love !!! this is my pathetic loser lover boy remus lupin
"who fell first who fell harder" i actually need them both to be down horrendously bad for each other. hope that helps
periodical reminder that if you are in the marauders fandom, and you consider yourself anti-jkr + anti-transphobia, you cannot ethically engage with any form of official content, merch or ‘experiences’ (i.e studio tours etc).
any money that you spend on jkr’s IP could legitimately be used to fund transphobia through her donations to anti-trans charities.
you may consider yourself anti-transphobia, but by voting with the money in your pocket, you show where your true affiliations lie. you show whether or not you value your entertainment over trans lives.
supporting jkr in a ‘marauders way’ or an ‘atyd way’ means nothing when that money all just ends up in her pocket.
so please. you don’t need a reboot. you don’t need a marauders series. you don’t need that official hp merch.
there’s a whole world of free fan created content out there to explore. enough for a lifetime.
perhaps start there.
remus is in pain like 99% of the time, but there's times where it truly gets unbearable, when he cant take a step without needing to take deep breaths to stop himself from crying.
he gets so snappy at everyone when he's in pain. and then even more so because he feels guilty for being mad in the first place.
but he also forgets to take any pain medicine etc especially when he has no access to special potions, because it all wears off too quickly, or the cheap paracetamol just doesnt even work so what's the point?
he's meant to do stretches and other exercises for his hip but he just doesnt do them even though he knows that they will help, yet when he lays in bed reading a book, the last thing he wants to do is remind himself of how much it hurts by doing stupid exercises. his friends, his parents, the nurse always ask or remind him to do them and he just huffs at them and gets defensive because he's sick of hearing about it (and def feels guilty that he doesnt do them)
he gets so angry and so overwhelmed and his hands start to shake with the pain and he starts to spit with his angry words and it's ugly and he wonders why his friends still stick around
ngl if a bi girl is talking about a hot guy and shes like “im so gay” you dont get to be like “but-” no buts. shes feeling queer about it.
hypothetically let's say getting struck by the killing curse is similar to getting stuck by lightning
now with that we can say that hypothetically baby Harry Potter could lose part of his hearing from that so may I introduce deaf Harry Potter
from age one to six he can't hear at least 80% of what people are saying. He gets by. The Dursleys always yell at him and aggressively point at what he was supposed to do. After a while he generally understands what's going on by catching a few words from their yells and context clues. He got glasses but only because he kept missing the edges of doorways and earning bruises that raised teacher's eyebrows. They worried about them assuming they were abusing him (obviously not look he's wearing glasses 🤪) Harry taking speech therapy at school bc his parents don't like the way he talks
Seven year old Harry Potter getting kidnapped by an Azkaban escapee and a book keeper covered in scars. Sirius and Remus assuming Harry just didn't like them or trust them because well they did kidnap him. They thought for weeks that Harry was just giving them the cold shoulder. They only figured it out when Harry would stand real close to the speakers attached to the record player and bounce to the bass.
Seven (and a half) year old Harry Potter finally getting hearing aids with his two dads and flipping the fuck out when he hears them for the first time. Harry Potter running around and following Sirius and Remus throughout their daily habits to learn all the new sounds. Birds chirping in their front yard. Remus' laugh and Sirius' whispers of good morning.
Harry Potter pressing his ear against the side of the fridge to hear the hum coming from inside. Harry learning that the vacuum cleaner is a lot louder than he thought it was and ripping his hearing aids off the moment he sees Remus lugging it out from the closet. Harry learning school is way louder than he thought it was and having to take his hearing aids case with him to school in his pocket because he kept taking them off so much. Harry finding out that his parents cooking in the kitchen makes a lot of fascinating noises and accidently burning the palm of his hand on the oven because he wanted to hear the sizzling better. Harry almost giving Sirius a heart attack by the scream he let out from the burn. Harry realizing he makes noise too and what he thought was a silent way to make his chest buzz was actually humming.
Harry Potter and his two dads learning Sign together at a community class in the library. Harry finding more kids like him with hearing aids and some who don't talk at all and only sign. Harry finding all forms of families learning to sign and learning he's not so alone at all. Harry taking speech therapy until he's 12 so he can communicate with his hearing friends at the park too
Deaf Harry Potter wearing his hearing aids with pride as he prances into the great hall for the first time. McGonagall's stomach dropped, realizing she has a combination of James Potter and Sirius Black on her hands now and the next seven years of her career. Deaf Harry Potter teaching his friends curse words in sign and getting his parents called up to the school. Deaf Harry earned no punishment from his parents, both of them laughing their asses off. Ron learning Sign through private lessons with Harry after classes. Hermione scouring the library for books on sign language and learning through the pictures and Harry's corrections.
The Gryffindor quidditch team communicating with Sign in air. Harry over using the "I've heard enough." *takes off hearing aids* joke with the teachers he doesn't like he lands himself detention. Ron, Neville, Dean, and Seamus adjusting to Harry's flashing light alarm and making sure their curtains are tightly closed. Sirius and Remus used to flashing the light switch to get Harry's attention they start accidentally doing it in inappropriate places. Remus flashes the library lights to get his coworkers attention and causes a whole crowd of preschoolers visiting at reading hour to freak out.
In third year Harry trys contacts because he's tired of his hearing aids and glasses fighting for space on his ears. Harry at the end of third year realizing he hates contacts and goes back to glasses
Deaf Harry signing answers to his friends behind his back when the teacher isn't looking. Harry takes his hearing aids off at home bc he knows he doesn't need them but puts them back on as his dads start making dinner. He always finds comfort in the sounds of the kitchen and when dinner rolls around he keeps them on. He knows dinner is the most likely time he'll hear his parents' laughter.
I'll stop here but like I love him
Blog Introduction
Hello! Welcome to the No More Zero Comments Project! This is a blog dedicated to reducing the amount of fics on ao3 that have no comments at all.
The goal is simple: find fics with no comments, read them, and leave a comment for the author. However, I (this blogs creator) am not in every fandom to ever exist on ao3 so this is not a task I can do alone. That's where you come in!
There are two ways you can do this. One is to go out and find fics with zero comments in your fandoms, and leave a comment. The other is to take a look at the spreadsheet i made with a list of fics i found with no comments and see if there's any fandoms you know. If I did my job right, you should be able to filter it? Who knows, I suck at technology. This spreadsheet will be updated regularly by adding new fics (and removing ones that have now received comments) so there will always be new stuff to see!
So far, the spreadsheet contains mostly fics from @febuwhump collections, as their commentfest is where i got this idea. If you want to submit one of your own zero comment fics for the spreadsheet, you can do so here.
If you read a fic from the spreadsheet and leave a comment on it (or have received a comment on your own fic that is on the spreadsheet), you can let me know here so I can remove it from the spreadsheet (you do not have to do this, I will try to check regularly to see if fics have received comments, but doing it this way will be a HUGE help to me)!
Some preemptive answers to potential FAQs under the cut!
Who runs this blog?
That'd be me, Izak, also known as @lightningzombie! Hi!
Wait, I see one of your fics on the spreadsheet!
Look. I'm not doing this for no reason. Around 14% of my own fics have no comments. In the interest of fairness, I'll only be adding one of my own fics to the spreadsheet at a time. This limit only applies to me as the owner of this blog. Everyone else can have as many as they like on there lol
Do I have to read fics from the spreadsheet?
Nope! It's just a handy tool for if you're looking for something to read, and want to help out an author in need of their first comment. You can go find zero comment fics wherever you usually get fics from
Is there some sort of prize/competition?
Nope! This is just an effort to increase fandom engagement since it fell off post-COVID. You don't have to report to me about it, you just gotta do it!
Why did you decide to do this?
Frustration with the lack of comments on my fics and the death of comment culture in general. Bewilderment when I saw a fic that had 1200 kudos and no comments. The joy that leaving 100 comments and receiving 20+ during the Febuwhump commentfest brought me. Boredom. Many reasons!
Will you do events?
Maybe! If there's enough interest we could do events similar to justleaveacommentfest.
Can I submit other peoples fics for the spreadsheet?
I mean, yeah, of course. But like, if you're going to the trouble of submitting someone else's fic, why not just leave a comment on it?
(edit: if you want to add a bunch of stuff from your fandoms that you don't have time to read/have tags you can't read then go for it!)
I don't know how to comment!
Yes, you do. "I like this" is a comment. "How dare you do that to [insert blorbo here]" is a comment. "<3" is a comment. "KAJSDAKSDHJ WHYYYYY????" is a comment. "I am rapidly approaching your location" is a comment. Just be kind!
Will you be doing this for platforms other than ao3?
For now, no. Ao3 is the platform I've used for a decade and the one I understand. However if you comment on fics that aren't on ao3, that's great! The spirit of the project is so give love to authors so do that on whatever platform you see fit
Happy commenting!