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Good Enough #2: Issue of Skill is out now!
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so this was supposed to be a 100-sub special... let's ignore the fact that I'm at 150 rn lol
But anyway, this is the first of a three-part recap/roast of my first-ever fanfic, Burning Bright. This part covers chapters 1-8, and I'd say it's definitely the tamest of the three; it only gets dumber from here
As you can guess, it's a Warrior Cats fanfiction, and it features a misinterpreted prophecy, ignored red flags, and a whole lot of good old fashioned "everybody hates this kit for reasons beyond their control, and the kit is forced to take constant abuse and is shunned by the Clan" scenarios. I was 11 and that stuff was my life
I even commissioned a thumbnail to be all fancy n stuff! Thank you so much, @iamfabiloz!! It's amazing and I love it
Tails Requiem - Mi mejor amigo Murió Sonic Highschool / Instituto Sonic Esto es el Remake de un dibujo que hice hace 4 años sobre el Fanfic/Badfic de Sonic HighSchool/Instituto Sonic, siendo el momento en el que Tails inmerso en su depresión tras la muerte de su Mejor amigo Sonic, Sonic The Hedgehog, canta un Requiem acerca de lo difícil que es ser un adolecente. Este Fanfic narrado en español por RanguGamer, quien a su vez interpretó esta magnífica canción que ha quedado grabada en los libros de historia y en mi Corazón.
I think that Delphini as a character concept is so silly. Like, whe does she has to be the daughter of two characters who given the events of canon, should not be biologically capable of reproducing ?
Seriously, getting the dementors in control would be a much more logical main idea for an HP sequel than this.
I wouldn't mind a Marauder era prequel, just, please give us the Slytherins.
It reminds me of all those Harry or Draco x OC fics from back in the day, where people would create a daughter of Voldemort and Bellatrix (because that trope was kinda popular) just to have her hook up with one of them —usually Harry— and turn it into an enemies-to-lovers thing. I just can’t take that concept seriously because it’s literally ripped straight from fanfiction.net circa 2005–2010 lol Like, seriously, it’s painfully cringe, super low-effort and kind of embarrassing.
A fanart of Latina the latina (as someone from latam i still fell offended)
Me: *checks out the Amphibia section on AO3:
Me: *sees this*
Me:
Anyway this fandom is canceled now. Everyone go home.
I miss the days of legendary badfic. Where your fic could be so terrible, so horrifying, that it becomes a monster in its own right. I'm in Kingdom Hearts fandom. I remember the Kooshball fic. Nothing can possibly match its rapid acceleration into madness.
EDIT- Because I forgot people would look it up out of curiosity, the fic is NSFW. Link right to it and triggers in the readmore.
M&m: a pwp. Also on ao3. Felix is most prone to work-related stress while Slugworth is confident and Prodnose is blissfully ignorant about his business. Slugworth is a top, Fickelgruber is a bottom and Prodnose is a service switch but in this scenario Fickelgruber is masturbating while the other two watch and maybe touch themselves with their clothes on.
It's been a stressful day so far and it's only lunch time. Instead of lunch, Felix Fickelgruber decides to take an m&m break: martini and masturbation. Slugworth and Prodnose are lounging as they sometimes do in Fickelgruber's office and Felix fixes both of them a martini too. He then slinks into his chair and takes a sip. He pretends to spill his drink and begins to undo his trousers. "Oh i think it's one of those days, my fellows." This isn't their first time. Slugworth and Prodnose take a sip and look on eagerly. Fickelgruber sets his drink down and dives his hand into the front of his trousers, closes his eyes and with a sigh begins rubbing himself. Slugworth and Prodnose exchange a sugary smile and then pin their eyes on Felix, whose juicy member is growing and poking out over the top of his trousers.
Slugworth leans toward Fickelgruber, gesturing to Prodnose to do the same. The 2 partners grasp onto either side of Fickelgruber's trousers and shorts. Slugworth gingerly tugs while Prodnose yanks. Together they pull his bottoms down to his ankles, grazing the backs of his knees on the way which evokes a small gasp from Felix. Slugworth and Prodnose sit back and loosen their ties. Fickelgruber, now fully erect, pumps his hand slowly up and down. His two partners watch as he continues. Prodnose feels a little motion in his own trousers, which doesn't go unnoticed by Slugworth, who then helps himself to a Fickelgruber bonbon from the coffee table. Satisfied by the velvety feel of chocolate in his mouth and the sight of his two partners in pleasure, he leans his chair back and doesn't move for the rest of this m&m session. Fickelgruber is moaning and tossing his head to the side as he nears climax. Prodnose is stiff, his trousers tenting. He brushes his right hand over his clothed cock and takes a sip of martini from his left. Now Fickelgruber begins to come, letting out a long guttural moan. His seed spills over his chest and down the lines of his stomach. Prodnose, flushed, whimpers, half at the beautiful sight before him and half at the realization that he won't get to finish himself, but he'll soon go to his own office for a proper jerk-off. This hour belongs to Fickelgruber, who lies back spent in his chair, legs akimbo. Slugworth finishes his martini and casually leans forward to stand up and pull a tissue from the coffee table which he tosses onto Fickelgruber like throwing money on a sex worker. Fickelgruber lies still for a minute, breathing slowly, before cleaning himself up. All three men partake in a Fickelgruber bonbon from the coffee table and the air among them feels clear. The rest of the day will now be more manageable for Fickelgruber. And more memorable for his partners.