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Terminology Thursday: Idfic

For this week’s Terminology Thursday we’re celebrating those fics which you know are (sometimes) kind of terrible, but just seem to scratch the right part of your brain: Idfic!

What makes an idfic is different for everyone: it’s not exactly good fic or badfic, but it’s compelling because it satisfies particular kinks, either sexual or emotional. This could be a crackfic which follows a ridiculous premise to its silly conclusion, or a fic about something you might consider “wrong” in real life but love in fiction — as long as it appeals to your id!

Learn more about idfic on Fanlore!

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[nasobem]

having a crying fit because the stockholm syndrome d/s id fic apparently considers "happy end" to mean "completely ruining the id fic experience by backpedalling hard and going full after school special" and i just.

i wanted to stay in the feeling. like. i know it's not that deep but after 230k words of letting me live in a world where i'm allowed to want to be a treasured kept slave you're telling me No But That's Bad Actually and i feel so fucking stupid

[aakiwa]

So embarrassing but I’m having a zukka moment rn

Also Azula + Sokka bffs bcs if she got the therapy she deserves I’m telling u their brains together wud be unbeatable

(Ugh I keep flipping Sokka’s scars forgive me)

[clairiko]

i had a dream recently that wild used the four sword and its magic split him into his past, present and future selves 🤔 so ofc i had to draw this concept

[rendevok]

Act I ~ The Prince

A tapestry for Let No One Sleep by @azalawa-scroggs on ao3

[ash-and-starlight]

“Zuko?” He put a finger under the seneschal’s nose, rested the back of his hand against Zuko’s cheek. A puff of air, a touch of warmth. Sokka could have sobbed out of relief, and when he registered the emotion it frightened him. 

The Mercy of Magpies Ch 6 out now!!

this is your sign to go read about hot middle aged men on the brink of death <333 brought to you by the incomparable @ranilla-bean and betaed by @faux-fires

Chapter Post || Cover || Map and Characters || Ch 2 || Ch 3.1 || Ch 3.2 || Ch.4 || Ch 5.1 || Ch 5.2

[stemmmm]

my fucking plane won't take off so theseus' guide chapter 8 spoilers be upon ye

[firelilysky]

@muffinlance ‘s Salvage was the first big ATLA fic I read, effectively launching me into this fandom head- first. It feels right to pick this series back up with a grumpy little Zuko fawning over the albatross-pigeons and pretending he’s not.

[fatalhoon]

ENHYPEN BF TEXTS — while you’re on your period

warnings | fem!reader, mentions of blood (obv), swearing and death jokes (again, the usual), nsfw in jakes (i couldn’t resist lmaoo), fluffy fluffy!! just enha being the greenest of flags

a.n | my first ot7 post!! once again this is purely self indulgent and just me coping with the fact i don’t have them to help me through my own :,)

[heart-select]

Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips

[choccy-milky]

GUYS IM CRYING @/Cestrigolol ON TWITTER BOUND PART OF MY FIC AND IT LOOKS SO AMAZING??? this is actually making me so emotional rn like😭😭look at it….the stuff i wrote looks like a book…and the extra little design elements like the silhouette of hogwarts, the unique font for the beginning of each chapter, my art on the front AND the back…ITS SO BEAUTIFUL GAHHH😭 ILL NEVER GET OVER THIS🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️💖💖💖💖 THESE ARE JUST PICS SHE SENT ME BTW I DONT OWN THIS BUT I WANT TO!!!

[astronnova]

doodles (as i avoid work) of the super awesome you wouldn't like me alive fic by @ectoplasmranch which i binge read in a 7 hour sitting yesterday

[kitkatpancakestack]

K's favorite sterek fic recs

This is for my beloved kri @tenisperfection who was so brave to get into tw in 2024 <3 (and also bc I wanted to have all my ultimate faves in one place lol). In no particular order:

Homeland (obligatory self-promotion)

Still by coppersin

My taco sparkles by butyoureyessaidyes

Nearly everything shines by maevewren

This space is for you by matildajones

Separate skins by RurouniHime

Darling, Dearest, Dead by standinginanicedress

Like french vanilla ice cream by GotTheSilver

God was a dog-man by spqr

Crash landers by gyzym

Outrun your ghosts by wangler

Lay your armour down by stilinski

Cozy Forest Retreat! 1bed/1bath by andavs

In the upper story by toraten

The broken radio is playing suicide by decideophobia

A desperate arrangement by mikkimouse

Sparkly pens by mm_coconut

Southpaw series by elisela

Just once by stilinskisparkles

In other words, baby, kiss me by primeroseshows

tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie by magneticwave

I wish I had a river by thepsychicclam

Patience gets us nowhere fast by vendelin

the lovers [murderers] in 9B by ofherlionheart

One thread by RurouniHime

Put down in words by paintedrecs

Enemy lines by qhuinn (tekla)

Beyond the canyon nook by raisesomehale

Pack up; don't stray by the_deep_magic

Hunger for your touch by WhoNatural

Where you still remember dreaming by yodasyoyo

How Derek met his smallest fan by purpleduvet

Hear it in the silence by elisela

Tiny houses by ohmyjetsabel

But, doctor! By stilinskisparkles

In case the daylight never comes by plume_bob

Home by thetypewritergirl

Play crack the sky by wearethecyclones

Windows by dr_girlfriend

[yeyinde]

Father John Price has been acting strange lately.

It started as little things most wouldn't notice—an odd slur to his words, far rougher than what you were used to hearing. A sway to his gait when he walked as if he was unfamiliar with the layout to the monastery. Gaps in his memory when pried for pieces of information that he should have known better than anyone else within the walls of the old building. Little slips. Missteps.

Nothing to worry about.

Not at first, anyway.

Not until it bleeds out, grows. Turns into touches. A searing, angry gaze drilling into your head whenever you look away from him. Ire lashing over each word he growls out in the alcoves he corners you inside, the guise of polite conversation falling to pieces when he slips his foot between yours, prying your thighs apart to stand between them. Towering over you as he rasps out commands for you to tell him about how you spent the evening prior on your knees—

Praying, you whisper feverishly, feeling the deep indents of the rosary beads imbedded into your fingers.

But that never seems to matter much to him. Not when the prayer is always an afterthought, and he makes noises like a wounded animal when you breathe out how long you stayed like that, and how—unable to resist temptation after gripping the rosary for long—you had to slide your cold fingers under your robes, numb, shaking hands seeking the blistering heat between your thighs.

("not close enough to tempt the devil," you mutter, shamefaced, heart lurching when the noise he makes in the back of the throat sounds like a misfiring gun. "But—" he drops his head to the wall, heaving. Eyes burning into your temple as you stare at the crooked tilt of his collar, unable to meet his gaze. Scared of what you might find. "But close enough that I had to—to pray again—")

And as the distant, unflappable mask of a seemingly incorruptible man begins to crack, breaking apart to unveil a yawning chasm, you find yourself trapped in confessional box with him after dark, quickly realising that the man you devoted your life to has fallen into that crater.

And something else has taken his place.

[ash-and-starlight]

Reposting a couple of old arts from my twitter era bc the GORJUST SHOWSTOPPING spiritual twin soul fic “My world gets slower” by @kyoshialone is now Real and on ao3!! cancel all your evening plans rn and go read it!!

[workplacecomedian]

Jmart safehouse setting where the first words to come from Martin since exiting the Lonely is "What the hell are you doing." And its in response to him blankly watching John try to quickly make them tea in the microwave- the humming noise breaking Martin's partial dissociative state, and scaring the shit out of John after all the silence (minus his own mutterings)