#iwwv fic

[twisted-tales-told]

Snippet from the if we were villans au 

“What are you doing?” Remus laughs, watching the scene in front of him unfold. Mary, on the floor with what looked like blue hair dye covering a pair of plastic gloves as well as sections of her hair. Marlene was sitting behind her, getting the last few strands of her own hair covered in something bright pink. Lily was sorting through three remaining boxes–presumably for herself a few feet away from them. 

Mary: “Dying my hair?”

Marlene: “Honestly Remus, you’re supposed to be the intelligent one.”

Remus: “I meant in the kitchen, why are you doing that in the kitchen.”

“Because,” Marlene gestures to the space around them–nearly hitting Lily in the face with the pink dye on her gloves. “We needed more room.”

[adxmparriish]

for i ne'er saw true beauty till this night - read on ao3

writer: adxmparriish (godgavemelou on ao3) word count: 3.1k pairing: oliver marks/james farrow rating: explicit

When James’ fingers lace into my blood soaked hair, he grips it tightly in his fist. He forces my head back and despite him barely being a few inches taller than me, I feel small. Delicate. Worshipped. The energy in the shed is thick and erotic, sensual in a way I’ve never felt before. James’ eyes are wild, a deep and steady blue, with something sparkling inside them. With his fingers still twisted in my hair, I feel a sense of grounding. Despite my body wanting to arch up into his, I stay rooted in my spot. I want to cover him with the tainted red that smothers me, soil him with every dark and carnal thought swimming in my own mind.

an "if we were villains" fic that takes the bloody scene in the shed and asks the question "what would happen if oliver and james simply just kissed?"

[echaelia]

so I made an ifwwv group chat fic instead of studying for my exams bc there are way too little of them. oliver is in prison (yes he has a phone in prison what about it) & richard is dead. enjoy <33

[nhasablogg]

Better than Shakespeare

Fandom: If We Were Villains

Characters: Oliver, James

Summary: James crawls into Oliver's bed when he can't sleep.

A/N: My first IWWV fic! I love this book. I'm not sure how much I'll write for it, but feel free to send prompts!

Words: 664

James would get into Oliver’s bed sometimes. As a whirlwind of snowflakes outside the window would leave the lake glistening in the early morning light, Oliver could hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps over the wooden floor, the boards creaking just before James shifted his weight from them to the mattress. Oliver would sometimes play around with the idea of not scooting over, leaving James to make the decision for them both. But he always scooted over, even when he kept his eyes closed, not certain if he was pretending to be sleeping or not, or if James wanted him to or not.

“You awake?”

Oliver hummed, eyes remaining shut although he could feel James moving next to him. “Sorta.”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Is that why you do this?”

Oliver didn’t specify, but James understood. Maybe, had it been daylight, he would see the rare blush dust over his friend’s cheeks, but whatever James thought of his question his only answer consisted of pressing his forehead to Oliver’s shoulder without a word but the sound of him groaning, the sound almost nonexistent.

“I’m so tired,” he said a moment later, when neither of them had spoken. “But I can’t get myself to relax.”

“Want me to tickle your back?”

“Yes. Please.”

Oliver finally opened his eyes, not that it mattered much, and they both shifted around so that he could reach James’ back easily, fingertips ghosting over his spine. They didn’t do this often - maybe James was too embarrassed to ask for it too frequently, and Oliver too afraid of how much he wanted him to ask - but they’d done it enough times that Oliver knew exactly what to do. What spots made him shiver. What spot was too ticklish. What spot would have him fall asleep within minutes and what spot would force him to remain awake due to how good it felt. Oliver felt selfish that night. Oliver didn’t want him to fall asleep.

“Higher.”

“Oh, he has demands.” But he did as he was told, grinning when James laughed sheepishly. He trailed over the nape of his neck, swiping over the spot he knew to be extra sensitive just to feel him squirm and pretend as if nothing had happened. If he would do it enough times James would ask him to switch spots without explaining why, as if Oliver had no clue. It was endearing.

“Have you thought about the auditions?”

“Please. No talk of school. Not right now.” Oliver didn’t miss the anxiety in James’ voice and so he slipped his hand into his hair to try to scratch it away.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m just stressed.”

“You have no reason to be,” Oliver didn’t tell him, knowing it wouldn’t have helped. Instead he kept petting him, going from place to place in an order that made sense to only him, leaving James melting under his touch. His eyes had adjusted enough to the darkness that he could see him now, sprawled out beside him on his stomach with his head turned in his direction, eyes blinking as if fighting off sleep. Meeting Oliver’s, looking away.

“Hey.” A tap to his cheek. “Are you more relaxed now?”

“Very.”

“Good.”

James sighed, eyes slipping shut. “You’re the best damn thing about this school, Oliver.”

He felt as if he would choke on his next breath. “Even better than Shakespeare?”

“Much better than Shakespeare.”

“I’m flattered.”

“Mm, you should be.” James wasn’t opening his eyes again, his voice low, breathing slowing down. Oliver wondered how he would react if he quickly scribbled over the spot on his back ribs that always made him jump now that he had his guard down, but ultimately decided not to be an asshole when James trusted him so.

He did it the next morning instead, when James wasn’t letting him get out of bed to use the restroom, earning an indignant groan and a giggle he would think about for the rest of the day.

[six-of-snakes]

hear me out- iwwv ballet company au

james joins the company for a production of swan lake. Richard plays main always, meredith female lead, ect ect, but richad is badly injurid in a rehearsal, may never dance again (it was kinda james' fault) and james takes over lead. meredith & james seem to be falling in love, wnd oliver is jealous- then Meredith and the choreographer get into a fight the fay of first performance. oliver, who learned pointe bc he grew up dancing in an all-girls studio, takes over her role bc he knoes the choreo and had been helpijg james learn it & practice- and james realizes his feelings for oliver as oliver 'dies' onstage--

later, meredith gets mad, wnd the company begins to shatter. allegations of Richard's abuse begin to fly and jamds role in his injury comes out, with oliver taking the fall and destroying his professional career.

years later, james is playing the male lead in sleeping beauty in the some extrodinaryl prestigious vallet company, abd oliver goes to see him and he goes backstage and he slips into his pointe shoes and they dance together and admit their feelings qnd oliver watches the show from the wings and when james steps onstage to recive his bouquet, olover is woth him "rhe love of my life who kept me dancong throigh the worst days of my life"

and maybe maybe pip/wren comes forward and says no, Richards injury was an accident. and oliver starts dancing again. he starts his own company and choreographs like he's always wanted to and he choreographs a pas de deux for hm and james and it becomes something viral somethign beautiful and progressive in the often less progressive dance world.

[ethanlikeslemonade]

i am on my knees behging praying for someone to write an if we were villains x marauders fanfic, hear me out:

Oliver as James

James as Regulus

Richard as Snape(?)

Alexander as Barty

Filipa as Dorcas

Meredith as Lilli

Colin as Evan

Wren as ???

Gwendolyn as Minni

Frederick as Pomfrey

and Dumbledore(?) as Colbourne

im not even joking, i need it biblically

[curioushabitforarivergod]

the only thing I really know about hannibal is that one sniffing scene bcs my now ex-friend who one day just stopped talking to me and stopping hanging out with me made me watch that episode with her when I went to her house for a sleepover one time

[tigerlilycorinne-fanfiction]

butchered tongue still singing here

Day 3 of AUgust 2024 Challenge: Dark Academia

Rating: Teen and Up

Pairing: James Farrow/Oliver Marks

Words: 8k

Summary:

“What did she say?” he asks. Meredith sucks her bottom lip again, uncharacteristically hesitant. Though Oliver only reintegrated about a week ago, he’s already noticed Meredith’s edge, sharper than ever. She knows her worth, and Oliver guesses, without having asked, that Meredith hasn’t simply climbed the ladder; she’s clawed her way up. “She’s wondering if you’re returning for the reunion. Dellecher. Classes 1996 to 1999.” Oliver freezes up. “Go back to Dellecher?”

Or: Right out of prison, Oliver joins the rest of his Dellecher year for the alum tradition of returning for a week, and someone unexpected shows up. (You know who it is.)

Read on AO3

“Dark Academia” AU for the AUgust 2024 challenge (@augustwritingchallenge)! The collection is here!

This is only halfway beta-read but at least a did a edit read-through myself?

[lohstandfound]

So I wrote a very bad thing for an iwwv au concept i thought of. toxic royal pains fight. i could have done a lot better but ideas started to fizzle out and im tired and its late so the short thing is under the cut

“You are so good at doing exactly what you are told, Jakob!”

Jake stood in the middle of the living area, illuminated by candlelight and the fireplace. Chloe stood before him.

“You are so good at being put in a box and acting how everyone tells you to act. You’ve always done that, from the very first day we met!”

Maybe Chloe was right. He was cast in these roles, so that is the role he continued to play when he left the stage. When he was supposed to let the characters free to return to their texts.

He held onto them.

Hamlet and Romeo and Orsino and Demetrius and Macbeth.

But Chloe was the same.

Clinging to her Ophelia and Juliet and Olivia and Hermia and Lady Macbeth.

“I don’t fucking know who you are!” Chloe screamed at him.

(They wouldn’t know it, but their friends stood outside the living area. Eavesdropping. This fight would not last forever, they would move past it. But it would only make it harder for Jake and Chloe to continue their obsession without the act of destruction)

Chloe grabbed Jake by the shirt and pulled him closer. “Fucking talk to me!”

Jake shoved her hand off him and stepped back.

He didn’t speak immediately. He carefully sifted through the array of options he could say to her.

Also, not giving into Chloe’s demand immediately just made her fume.

“You do the same thing, Chloe,” Jake finally said. He could say he felt guilty at the satisfaction from the look on Chloe’s face.

At the implication that everything she had built up for herself was just another performance. Just like him.

At the implication that she was not perfect.

That they were just as bad as each other.

(That was a fact they both knew, but they never acknowledged it).

“Excuse me?” Chloe said slowly.

“You heard me. You play into the role Gwendolyn gave us in our very first year. You play into the roles we were given just as much as I do. You don’t have any sort of high ground, not when I don’t know who you are either.”

“I’m not hiding anything from anyone!”

“You’re hiding from yourself.”

“You just said you don’t fucking know-”

“Yeah, but I’m not fucking blind. I see how you act with her.”

Chloe glared at Jake. “You must be blind if you don’t realise how he looks at you.”

[apocketfullofhobbits]

this is the second time that i read a pynch fanfic, think to myself 'this is the best pynch fic ever', and it turns out to be the one and only trc fic the author has ever written

[perpetualproductions]

Thanks for all the love on 'If We Were Vampires' btw. Honestly only expected a couple people to interact with it, but I guess people actually like it. It was just a small goofy thing that I wrote one night cause I was too anxious to sleep (And the idea of Vampire Jordan Li is just, hsjkdjfnm). So yeah, thanks a bunch.

I'll probably end up posting part 4 some time tomorrow and I'm already starting on part 5. Which is just crazy to me. Like, I'm actually getting invested in this story and looking forward to writing more. Wild.

So now I got 2 fics in the works. One I'm still writing (and putting a lot more effort into, actually), that I should start releasing in like, a month. I'm calling this fic 'Never be the Same' btw. Yes, I'm dropping the fic name in a one off update/thank you post that no one will read. Woohoo!

Second is iwwV, which is a lot more casual. I'm basically just updating it when I can. Releasing chapters once I finish writing them. Which is actually helping me get over my perfectionism. It's chill (for me), and I like that.

Tldr: Working on 2 fics now. We chill. And thank you. 😎👍❤️

(my loves ❤️💙)

[twisted-tales-told]

I would like to share one of my beginner if we were Villans notes for where these guys are

I just think it’s funny

[pinnedwords]

i want to write a iwwv fic but i don't know shit about shakespeare

[fitzrove]

Finished tsh, (re-)perused if we were villains (I've read it properly before) and I think what bothers me about the latter is

that the things that happen don't MEAN anything.

Like, the protagonist hates his home life and thinks his family is dull and he's from Ohio (and he feels like his school friend group is his true family - he states this in explicit terms, rather plainly too, tbh almost cartoonish) but there's no REASON in the text for him to be or feel these things, unlike in TSH. The reason it is in the text of IWWV is not because one of the central themes of the book is artifice, inequality & a specific kind of pretentiousness that comes from trying to "fake it until you make it"/a sort of imposter syndrome when you enter spaces where other people are much richer than you (and, because of how society is set up, "more intelligent" - not truly more intelligent, mind you, but in possession of more cultural capital because of their upbrinting) - unlike in The Secret History, where these are central and pervasive themes and the protagonist's whole "deal". The reason IWWV contains those tropes is because it's playing off TSH (which isn't a bad thing in itself, I love TSH and liked that there was smth similar) but has altogether different (and more clumsily constructed imo) themes.

Also I wantttttt to write an original fic dark academia university story, but I don't want to write it to fit a genre (ie. no New England liberal arts university where murder happens, I'm not equipped to write abt that), I want it to scratch the same itch thst TSH does (and other books that are not seen as DA staples lol)... and for that I would need an actual thematic framework that I have lots of things to say about, to inform the characters and plot.

Unfortunately the ones I can come up with will probably feel sooo petty and unrelatable to people, like, people will go "how is this worth exploring lol" but the thing is, marginalization within academia is absolutely a thing on other levels than just the "obvious" categories like gender race class ability etc, esp in international contexts, and differences in language/cultural capital do feel worthy of exploring to me...

Like, this will sound like a humblebrag but I speak(ish) five languages - out of necessity. Learning languages exclusively for pleasure is an english-speaker luxury actually (100% joking, duolingo wouldn't be as popular as it is if this was the case, but still xD) - or idk, a "big language area" luxury, and ofc academically it's also a specific kind of field where you even do that anyway (as a hobby it's more universal) :'D

[nhasablogg]

2023 fic summary

46 fics, where 6 of them were commissioned

75k+ words

22 filled prompts (unless I've just not mentioned that a fic was prompted)

9 fandoms (Criminal Minds, Encanto, Harry Potter, Heartstopper, If We Were Villains, Marvel, Red White and Royal Blue, Stranger Things, The Raven Cycle)

4 new fandoms for this year (Criminal Minds, Encanto, IWWV, RWRB)

Longest fic: For love to replace your shame - 12k

Most notes: Alex's list - 195 notes

Personal faves: For love to replace your shame, I just want you to know who I am, The White House Letters, Stupid tickle fight

Stats for the amount of fics per fandom I wrote:

Criminal Minds: 16 Encanto: 1 Harry Potter: 1 Heartstopper: 3 If We Were Villains: 1 Marvel: 1 Red White and Royal Blue: 9 Stranger Things: 12 The Raven Cycle: 2

A pretty good fic writing year!

[six-of-snakes]

so I just finished reading If We Were Villains (at narly 2 am, in 3.5 hours straight), and I am WRECKED. Absolutely wrecked.

It was beautiful, it was tragic, it was Romeo & Juliet and the inevitable ending that you know is coming but pray that it isn't. It was everything I wanted from a book like that, and more.

Oliver and James were so real to me, people who were painfully human in every way that resonates.

I've never had the urge to write out my thoughts on a book before, not like this, but I finished, and I couldn't do anything else.

I have a stupid number of highlights/bookmarks for my favorite scenes, from just my first reading, and I can already tell I'm going to have to read it again, and be absolutely destroyed again.

anyways I'm going to try to sleep with that stupidly poetically beautiful tragedy echoing in my mind.

edited to add that I found a post-canon fic that has given me the happy ending I desperately needed!

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