#fic icks

[lesservillain]

major ick is when eddie does too much dirty talk when having sex in a fic. like mans would NOT say all that 😭 i end up tuning out or skipping forward bc i just can’t read that. unrealistic and just too much

NO I TOTALLY GET THIS!!! Like I don't think it gives me the ick that he's talkative, but usually the dialog itself ends up being too much for me. but im also not super into aggressive degradation either soooo lol

[vamph00n]

something that irks me, is that when i use to be on wattpad i saw soo many fics about figure skater sunghoon, and at the time lots of my friends would recommend them to me cause they thought id like it.

i actually have a background in figure skating, so whenever i read something that was inaccurate to the sport i had to put the fic down 😭

[lokis-army-77]

I'm sorry but calling the clit the "bean" in a serious way is now my new fic ick.. I've seen it in like 3 fics from last night to this morning and it's so cringe

[inferno-ontherocks]

I've been visually assaulted going through the 911 ao3 😭

[xxoxobree]

Do you guys have fic Icks?? Mine is :

“Was palpable.”

I’m positive I’ve used that in a fic before and that’s why it’s so cringe for me.

[porcelaintoybox23]

Oh, I hate it when fic authors villainize one half of the ship. I don't mean an au where things are flipped or evil or something but stories that are close to canon with some differences. It's so icky to me. It's obvious you like one half of the pair more and wrote the fic to make them look better.

Someone being meaner, sure, but having them be that ooc, might as well make em a new character.

Even worse when they villainze a woman the fandom already shits on.

[fieldsofview]

I know it makes me picky, but if something is formatted weirdly on AO3, I just can't read it. Even if the story is good. like, when there's a double space between paragraphs making the text stretch out super far, or when paragraphs are so long I have to scroll and scroll, or when multiple characters are talking in the same paragraph

I know fic is free labor, I write my own, so obviously, I would never complain to the writer or say anything in the comments

but nothing makes me close a tab faster than bad formatting

[stealingyourbones]

I’m not too big a fan of de aging fics (just a personal preference), but the ones I always adore are the fics where the de aged person still knows everything from before they were de-aged and act like a child genius.

With that in mind: Danny gets de-aged in Gotham. With no other way around it, he has to be put back into elementary school and VERY rapidly skips classes because he still remembers everything. In his woodworking class he builds a miniature scale fully functioning mech that could be used to fight Gotham Rogues.

Bruce very quickly notices this kids very apparent smarts. With the rate of smart young children becoming rogues, he gives Danny as many Wayne scholarly grants as he can to encourage non villainous behavior.

[batmunson666]

gonna say this on here since i feel like i'll get throttled on twitter n some folks who do this... also follow me on twt.

but i feel like ppl need to stop using the traffic light system in fics for vanilla sex.

i've talked about this in my circle, but i'll say it here because i just read a fic w this. it's just really funny to read someone fucking somebody else in like idk doggy style and then the top being like "whats ur color?" and then them saying "YELLOW!!". sex irl is... like... it's so much hotter to be like "that feels so good" or "does that feel good baby?" instead of "WHAT IS UR COLOR." idk anyways BYYYYEEEE

[grinsgrimmy]

Hello, Writer-nim! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

I'm a new fan of your blog! I really like how you write! ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ᡣ𐭩 I saw that your drabble request slot is still open. I'm just wondering if you'll be able to write a character from 'Death is the only ending for the Villainess'? For Callisto Regulus, specifically? ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

Like, Reader finds a jar that's full of trinkets and it's so familiar to her because these are all the trinkets she gave to him since they met. And it's like Callisto's greatest treasure. ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა

Thank you in advance, Writer-nim! 화이팅~! (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

Ｔ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｅ .

ㅤᯓᡣ𐭩 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖮 𝖱𝖤𝖦𝖴𝖫𝖴𝖲 𝗑 𝖠𝖥𝖠𝖡!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

DEATH IS THE ONLY ENDING FOR THE VILLAINESS

๋࣭⭑ֶֶֶָָָ֢֢֢𖹭 drabble. (816 words)

sum. you found a jar on callisto's dresser. the content in the jar were familiar to you

note : thank you for your request and kind words, anonie! it took me a while to do this because i could not exactly understand callisto's personality for some reason. I ended up summarising his personality to be NEARLY the same as sylus from love and deepspace. regardless, I FINALLY DID NOT GO OVER THE WORD LIMIT !!

drabble request slots have reopened !

ㅤ⪩⪨ m.list

“aren't you so bold to snoop around the crown prince's bedroom, dear?”

callisto mused, leaning against the doorframe with that insufferable, arrogant smirk of his. he eyed you going through his bedroom with an amused glint in his eyes.

clearly, he was enjoying the sight of you getting caught in the act.

you did not actually mean to snoop around callisto's bedroom. you had been waiting for him when he was busy getting dressed. since you had nothing to do, you let your eyes mindlessly wander around his massive yet empty room.

it was not as though you were trying to find something. you were just idly passing time while waiting for him. but then your eyes landed on something that sat sitting on his dresser that was oddly near his bed.

before you could think twice about what you were doing, your curiosity got the better of you. hence, you ended up investigating what that odd thing could be.

when you gazed upon the item. it was an old, weathered glass jar, though the content within it were certainly new. you took a moment to process what exactly it was that gave a tug of familiarity.

the trinkets were so familiar to you.

you would have not bat an eye on that glass jar if it were not for the contents in it.

then, callisto caught you in that moment.

which led to callisto standing in the doorway, giving the most annoying smirk known to man alongside that look of bemusement.

you felt your heart racing when you were caught. though you knew you were not guilty, you felt as if you were touching something so incredibly intimate to him.

you straightened up immediately. your hands instinctively moving to your back to hide the jar you took from his dresser.

you took another long gaze in the jar without shame to ease your curiousity. after processing it, it caught you by surprise when you realised what those were.

the trinkets and other items within it were tiny gifts you gave callisto over the course of your time together.

small tokens of affection or silly, spontaneous, or callisto decided it would be better to steal it from you.

each trinket within it brought back memories of the two of your shared moments you did not know you needed to remember.

a pebble from your garden that you gave to callisto during your early days of meeting him to boldly mock him. several jewellery you gifted (and stolen) to callisto. two overworn handkerchiefs and other tiny content you saw—

all these small, seemingly insignificant gifts you had given to him,

you never realised he had kept them.

it hit you hard. you could not even comprehend what you felt seeing the jar.

affection? adoration? nostalgia? disbelief?

there were too many thoughts running through your mind.

your fingers tightened around the jar unconsciously, as if shielding the vulnerability you felt at that moment.

callisto, the annoyingly observant man that he is, noticed your change in expressions. he gave you a knowing look as he took a slow step forward to you.

“i had no idea you were so sentimental, darling,” he commented with his usual teasing tone, yet it was laced with something more.

you opened your mouth to speak, but your words were tangled in your throat. you were caught by the strange, warm ache in your chest that you could not explain.

“i didn't know you kept these...” you croaked out, trying not to sound vulnerable, but your voice was softer than you intended. you glanced at the jar again with disbelief.

his lips curled into a tiny, gentler smile, yet he managed to maintain his arrogant smirk after. he took the jar from your hands carefully. you noticed he was cradling it almost reverently, scared it would break.

“this is where i store my greatest treasures,” callisto murmured, his voice almost tender when he glanced at the content within the jar.

his eyes shifted to you. he placed the jar where it belonged, then his fingers brushed against yours. he gave a knowing grin. “if i could put you in here, i would,” he said teasingly, but you could sense that he actually meant it.

he then leaned down to press a kiss to the top of your head. the warmth of his lips lingered longer than you expected. it was a quiet gesture, but it was profound to you, as if it were a promise.

in that moment, you realised it was not just the objects that made you sentimental, it was that callisto had truly seen you. all these tiny things could have been easily overlooked, but he cherished it.

callisto cherished you.

"thank you," you whispered. the words carried heavy meaning. you gave him a smile, a sincere one without artifice. a smile that caught callisto off guard.

callisto then smiled, a smile that matched yours— genuine and sincere, far more than either of you had anticipated.

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[begesus]

Hey War Games art, cause I had to yk?

I think this scene is from chapter 9???? Village shopping episode. Sokka, more oblivious that somebody’s into you than a dating sim MC.

Also @lovelyelbowleech thanks and keep doing the lords work. I will likely be drawing more scenes from the fic to cope between updates.

Bonus:

[uhhlifeig]

Anticipation - Dec. 23rd - word count: 343 - @wolfstarmicrofic

The room narrowed down to just the two of them

Sure, a majority of their friends and their friends’ friends may also have been in that room, and the music may have been blasting at full volume, but that really didn’t matter.

What did matter was Sirius’s outfit for the night.

He was looking- well, he had a crop top and low-rise jeans on. And wasn’t that something? 

Also, the jeans were Remus’s. Like, whomst the fuck gave Sirius the rights to look that hot? Good lord.

Remus kept his thoughts to himself, though. There was no use in lusting after a friend that would never like him back.

~~~~~

A group of people settled into a circle for spin the bottle, Remus included. It was about an hour and a half after the party started, and everyone was about sloshed enough to reflect that. 

To Remus’s great delight, Sirius also sat down in the circle, right next to him, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his skin.

“Alright!” James cheered. “Marlene, you’re first!”

Marlene reached in the middle, spinning the bottle. The mouth end landed on Mary, who shrugged and proceeded to kiss her friend. 

“My turn to choose!” Marlene drunkenly crowed as she broke the kiss. “Sirius, you’re up!”

Remus watched with anticipation as Sirius reached out with his long, slender fingers and spun the bottle. He watched as the mouth landed on him. 

Him, as in Remus John Lupin, aspiring author extraordinaire.

He felt like he was floating as Sirius looked at him from where he was seated, and used those fingers to tilt his jaw so that Remus was now facing Sirius head on.

He barely registered Sirius tentatively slotting their lips together. But oh, God, did everything focus as soon as Remus could taste him. 

He pulled Sirius closer, until he was practically in Remus’s lap.

They continued like this for another minute or so, before:

“Oi! Get a room, you two!” Peter yelled as James and Marlene cheered. “No one wants to see two lovebirds snogging!”

[ack-cough]

Blah blah blah [insert cannibalism as a metaphor for love here]

I wanted to draw some Isabeau

°•°•You delicate young delicacy

You consummate hot consommé

You grossly beautiful grocery

You exquisitely sweet cuisine~•°•°

[sttoru]

please, when are people on this damn app going to learn that a GANGBANG is not the same as an ORGY (or whatever is the opposite of it) .

GANGBANG = RAPE of one person by multiple people

ORGY = consensual sex between multiple people (mostly during a party, just unrestrained sexual activity in a group)

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

Love going on youtube and the first thing i see is “fixing art” of a ship that I genuinely get uncomfortable over because THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT HOW OTHER PEOPLE FEEL.

its always “what if people with trauma see it 🥺🥺” THEN TAG YOUR STUFF AND MAYBE THINK TWICE ABOUT SHARING IT TO THE WORLD IF YOU THINK ITS HARMFUL

i am fine with people shipping things i am uncomfortable with, what I’m not comfortable with is being forced to see it bc they never tag or filter anything, they just call it “fixing art” and boom, thats the best you get.