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[Chandelier]

I decided to finish Call me By My Name, with an added ABO bonus.

Spoiler: Chapter 8

Probably not, if she learned her daughter became her 'son' and threw away her own nation's future by fucking the first man that made her pussy wet. It'd be a stereotype were it not a pooner fic.
> There has been nobody from Zaun to come to him
Should be, 'Nobody from Zaun has come to him'. And realistically speaking, why should they? They view you a traitor for shitty purposes as is, so why are you acting shocked they aren't coming? You already have your answer.

> Disgusting unloyalty
You mean disloyalty?
> They are imperfect, time-consuming and puzzling
The fuck are you an inventor for if you aren't inventing things that work? Hell you won't even put out fires in your own damn lab, what makes you think you're a worthy investment?

Realistically, yes, Silco would send Jinx as his middleman if he thought he couldn't reach Viktor. But, as stated earlier, his adamant refusal to hear what Viktor has to say that would actually improve Zaun is dumb. He'd be seeing dollar signs and a way to make himself more powerful because he has a valid reason to exert that power.
> It seems redundant
It is, and that 'emotional charge' adds extra insult, because you get the impression Viktor is too whiny to handle anything on his own (spoiler: he is).
> You can be such an annoying dick sometimes
Too bad he doesn't have one.

Don't ask me why this author repeats phrases like that. It doesn't add emphasis at all.
> Leaving the way he did bore some disagreeable consequences
The consequences are retarded and Silco, again, would hear Viktor's side because he's a Zaunite and a brilliant inventor. He wouldn't throw that away especially as he values loyalty. Viktor already showed his true colours when he fucked Jayce and note Silco never went after him for that - just the air vents. Priorities.

He doesn't, not really. The one thing he SHOULD be called a traitor for - fucking the enemy and potentially sabotaging a peace process - is not acknowledged, but this is. Priorities.

Also, I have to laugh at the True and Honest Man getting his hair braided and wearing blue ribbons in his hair. Very masc. I totally cannot clock you as female with that.


I'd dismiss him anyways because Jayce doesn't have any impact on the plot. He's just there. He doesn't stand out as a character, never has anything to say or do, and just exists as the Neanderthal with a cock to fuck his pet pooner. That's it. This codependency is also unhealthy and predictable because the trans man is the one who needs a real man by his side, and not the opposite. What does that tell you?

Uh, when has Jayce ever done that? All he's good for is fucking.

What, you can't spell 'Oh' properly? The fuck?

> It would be nice to be held
Oh, for fuck's sake. You're a trans man, so why don't you start acting like a man for once? Be independent. Be strong and true to yourself. Hell, most WOMEN don't act like this and we actually hate being reduced to that stereotype, but apparently it's fine for pooners because they're uwu soft bois.

Imagine that: a true and honest man, for one of the greatest speeches of his life, wears something not even a woman would wear because it would mean endless insults on how 'inappropriate' she dressed for the event and how 'slutty' she looks, but a trans man can do it and be referred to as 'dainty', because that's how they want to be seen as. Ironic.

> Only if you want to
You mean to tell me the trans man is so weak he cannot make his own fucking decisions? He's that indecisive? Go fucking figure. Who needs stereotypes when trans men do all the work for you? Losing your shit over a fucking JACKET, nice.

> Does he not mind this
No, he doesn't mind anything because he has the IQ of a grass-munching cow. He literally does not do anything but follow Viktor around.
> He's too much of a coward to say it
But you can use that pussy power just fine.
> Was it like this from the very beginning?
You tell me: you instigated it when you fucked him. No questions there. And how can Jayce manage something Viktor never asked for...if Viktor doesn't know what he wants?
Can't even escape that stereotypical female indecision, good going theybie.

> Persistent insistence
Redundant.
> Gods, it stinks
The fuck you'd have to burn it for? You could sell it! You just burned an expensive piece of clothing! And if it stinks so bad, it means it was made of cheap materials. Going cheap for the pooner, how predictable.

> Be a trans Viktor fic
> The greatest draw is a play and dress up game
Lol. Lmao. Even the fucking trousers are there to emphasis that female waist.

> He's a possessive man
Couldn't have fooled me, he has the IQ of a Jenga set.
> Just the dress shirt
And how is that appropriate for a speech that can define your futures? Not even Mark Zuckerberg wears see-through shirts and he has $400 plain t-shirts he's got custom made for him. Have some class.

Lace with the co- oh for fuck's sake. WHY ARE YOU WEARING THIS TO A GALA ABOUT A FUCKING CHARITY. WHY. WHY?! THIS ISN'T RUPAUL'S DRAG RACE.

> Too big on him
How big is too big, eh?
> Since the Council has decided to whore out his son
You did that yourself. Apparently, it isn't 'whorish behaviour' to fuck an inventor the first night you meet him because you felt horny. Silco never held him responsible for that, remember.

> Stifles
Oh, look at that. Eyeshadow on a True and Honest Man. And no, even a 'quick' eyeshadow look takes more than five minutes because you have to blend that shit properly, especially with smoky colours. Adding dark shades to his dark circles under his eyes will only make him look gaunt - and highlight his female features. Alice Cooper wears it better, ffs.

> I just like you so much
Really? I couldn't tell. Honestly. There's no fucking chemistry between these two at all.
> Made so that it is sheer, but not that you can't see skin underneath
Appropriate, especially with the eyeshadow. Are you going to the Nevermore Prom with Wednesday or is this a gala?

There isn't a single scenario where you can find Viktor standing by himself; Jayce is always there with him. Jayce, the male, has to speak up for the trans man. Pottery.

> Hoskel
Can't even spell his name right, ffs

And again with that useless repetition.

> He is shorter than Jayce
He comes up to his eyes, ffs. He's not that short. Unless Jayce is a giant and Viktor is 5'2.

I couldn't tell. Honestly. There really is no chemistry between these two.

And now we enter the final chapter of this one-shot turned full-fledged fic.

Spoiler: Chapter 9

> It is prepared for Jayce, for his height
...this dumb bitch really can't help but rub it in that Viktor really is an uwu smol trans boi.
> He embodies the progress Piltover stands for...Man of Progress is a well-deserved moniker
I can see why people are bored of your speech, because you just made a redundant statement.

This bitch can't even spell 'Zaunite' correctly, ffs. Nice going.
> Jayce takes a place by Viktor's side immediately after and Viktor notices it
Isn't it something how, in their pursuit to make trans men men, they always portray them as they women they are? Smaller than the actual males, not as confident or as competent as the actual males, slaves to their emotions compared to the actual males, etc etc...but they want to be viewed as men. Comical.

> Has become stagnant
...literally how? Unless Jayce has done jack shit, which he objectively has if this fic is anything to go by. What has he done or invented since thing aside from prototypes they didn't test until the night of the gala? Oh right: nothing.

> He has shot himself in the foot
> Will he ever be taken seriously
No, not with that attitude. Give one speech and have a mental breakdown: Just Pooner Things.

> Today is not an expectation
You mean exception?
> He has killed whatever credibility Jayce has Topside
Queercatfan did this shit with her fic and it still pisses me off. Viktor didn't do anything wrong aside from fuck Jayce on the first meeting, which objectively did more damage than anything else he's done. This is just retarded logic from an author who should stick to her poorly written smut. He's being a fucking baby for no reason.

> always been a patron of all things wrong
He's trans and you're saying that? Huh...whatever do you mean by that?
> When Jayce deserved to know from the very first time Viktor looked at him
Yeah, and then he fucked him, wanted to play the daddy dom, and then started crying and moaning because he got his pussy slammed. Character development.
> But I ruined you
Oh, shut the fuck up. I hate this 'woe is me' shit from pooners. Especially since they never take accountability.

> He wants to cry
> Doesn't want to cry
> Has panic attacks in the snow
Just Pooner Things.

Uh...you did, Silco? You raised a pooner slut you had no problem using when it meant benefits for you, and then decidedly had a change of heart when he could use his intelligence for once. Interesting how he never encourages Jinx's genius in this either, because she'd want the same thing. But no, we NEED the woe is me Pooner Plot because wahhh, people love shitty drama.

> You gave a mediocre performance
The first thing Silco has said that I agree with. Indeed, this entire thing has been mediocre. And why is he bitching about a speech Viktor gave when he disinherited him AFTER Viktor told him he was giving a speech? How could he influence a speech for a 'son' he told to fuck off and leave? Guess that noggin ain't joggin'.

> Meets his daughter who 'became' a son
> Calls him a tramp because he dresses like one
> Pottery

> A pathetic thing choked out in the aftermath of a panic attack
Yeah, it was indeed pathetic, but par the course. I expect nothing less.
> Eerily outside
You mean 'eerie outside'?

> He is sure nothing can take it away from him
Did you not just have a mental breakdown on how you were worried you were going to bring down Jayce's hopes and dreams and how you destroy everything you touch? What happened to that aggrandizing self-pity? Retconned as soon as that pussy gets wet, apparently.

> Viktor cannot cook
It's a survival skill. You might as well learn. What, do you think it's a WOMAN'S job to cook for you?

Yep, we have to have the last chapter smut scene. Have some flat-as-fuck sex talk.
> Viktor is suddenly annoyed at his height
You can only be annoyed if you're 5'2 instead of 5'8. You really must be that tiny, lmao
> Mediocre start, try again
Look at that, JAYCE has said something I agree with. Good man!

> He wants Jayce to force him to be
You want the actual male to be rough with you, the 'subservient' pooner? You don't say. This isn't a cliché at all.

> Carving Viktor out from the inside out
Redundant.
> They would surely stick and squelch
Does your pussy contain spoiled milk up there? Why's it so loud?

> Not often he's subservient
Funny how in sex he's the dominant one, but he can't even bothered to take charge of his own life. Just Pooner Things
> Viktor's hole
Ah, we really are scared of the word 'vagina' I see.
> Don't wanna
You're not a teenager. Stop acting like one.
> Sinks into him to the hilt
It's OK to use overused descriptions when writing M/M penis-in-vagina sex. Because it's progressive.

And that's the only interesting thing about Jayce. You'd never know he was a scientist or an independent person; he just stands there like a cow watching Joe Rogan going 'OOoooooookaaaaaaaaaaay'. He's done jack shit this entire fic. Usually, Jayce is written as a 'himbo': a lovable, but competent, man who is in love with Viktor. This Jayce saw his pussy and decided he needed to sell his intelligence as well as his soul. But hey, uh, Hispanic Hog Jayce on the job!


Yeah, this should've stayed a one shot. This author cannot comprehend complex plots and I doubt she has the intellect to. Turns out, you don't need either because people will gobble up trans Viktor content and fill your comments with the IQ of TikTok commenters. What a world to live in.

(Also why do pooners almost always trans the smaller prettier male characters, but MtFs never imagine themselves as huge butches?)

They want to be seen as men, but they also don't want male privilege. They don't want 'toxic masculinity'; they don't want male violence, male threats, and the raunchy male culture where men can talk about women's bodies with the ease as they talk about car parts. They want the 'soft', gentle side of men they see in yaoi and want to live that out. On their Reddits they admit they want the benefits of being SEEN as men, but don't want to be TREATED as men, because once they do, those fists are coming out. If, by chance, they do poon out larger, muscular men like Radahn or his father Radagon, that's done out of spite and to 'insult' other male fans. Or when they poon out Soap or Ghost, they're 'mocking' toxic males - the same ones they want to emulate. It's about subtle humiliation for them.

 

[Magic Pickle]

Caught up with the last several pages of this thread and as someone who doesn't usually associate with fandom, it's impressive to see how influential fandom trends are in all creative spaces. You cannot join a single group for writing or any other creative endeavor without finding yourself neck-deep in pooner nonsense straight out of a fandom; I've seen that sort of pronoun switching in original works as well, despite the fact that it seems like the fastest way to alienate numerous kinds of readers (such as those with dyslexia, those who are ESL, those who are of low literacy, etc.) Then again, these types croon about accessibility all day long until accessibility means you can't clock a kid with Down syndrome just because he rightfully pointed out that the emperor's wearing no clothes, so to speak.

The Arcane fics are especially egregious and infectious, given that the fandom is downright inescapable right now due to the release of the second season - one could make a drinking game out of every time that anemic little wasp Viktor is given a fluffy merkin over a porn star pussy that looks completely incongruent with the body of a frail, dying man. Jayce mostly exists to be the handsome man that stuffs Viktor's odds and ends with his excellent brown penis, or - for more dominant personalities - to kneel between Viktor's legs and wet himself with desire like a desperate dog as he begs for Viktor's bone (i.e., a strap-on). Neither are ever depicted in a way that seems similar to the show, which makes me wonder why you'd even bother writing fanfic for it when you've made them another interchangeable entry into the Grumpy x Sunshine genre of pairing.

Spoiler: A broader commentary on fandom depictions.

Fandoms have truly reached an ouroboros stage, trapped in an incestuous feedback loop in which tropes, stereotypes and in-fandom jokes now carry from one IP to the next. I think about this every time I read "Oh. Oh." in a fic, which is remarkably common to the point that it has spread outside of fandom spaces and into original works.

But every time I see a coffee shop AU, or a florist/tattoo parlor AU, or some omegaverse crap - essentially anything that takes characters so far out of their realm they essentially share only names and faces - I think: why aren't you people simply writing original content? Then you could have canonical representation! You could have all the perfectly passsable pooners reading books about flower languages as big strong biological men mewl for their attention that you could ever want! And nobody could ever talk shit to you, because it would be your own shit!

I've read theories that much of this is because it's difficult to get attention and appreciation for original content, but that strikes me as a profoundly lazy and manipulative way to engage with fandoms. I do suspect some truth behind the theory that it's because pooners want to shove their tranny garbage in everyone's faces as an act of spite and rebellion, but I'm not sure if that can explain why there is such a colossal force so universally both in and out of fandoms. Honestly, I feel like "I'm just following trends" may be the simplest and most accurate answer, even if it still feels unsatisfactory.

The last time I witnessed such intense pooner insanity was actually when Our Flag Means Death was still around, though the fandom has now become empty and desiccated due to the disappointment of S2 as a whole (and its permanent lack of "proper" conclusion, according to fans). The number of people who depicted Izzy Hands as a hairy-chested robust pooner was fucking hilarious, especially when the actor himself sounds like a set of bagpipes ready for retirement. They really find the strangest ways to self-insert.

It also had some completely batshit crazy fics which I may post if I can verify they haven't already been posted. As in, shit like microscopic pet-people being brutally raped by "veterinarians" to the point of losing bodily functions and nearly dying.

 

[Chandelier]

I found this fic from an author whose work I actually enjoyed, that being Jayce and Viktor written as male, just to find one where he's a pooner. Turns out, the author is also trans (shocker), and she doesn't even like writing 'cis' couples, so that one fic I liked really was a fluke.

Spoiler

That's right: we gotta have that 'gender euphoria' by having a trans man inject that man juice right into their thigh, because how ELSE are you going to know they're trans? While it is well known that testosterone increases female libido, they all eventually have to take estrogen suppositories because of how the T dries up their vagina. I wonder if the pooner author has had that happen yet.

> Be a pooner
> Use all of your life saving for 'life saving testosterone medication' instead of sex toys or food or basic necessities
> Show yourself to be a narcissist that is terrible with money
> Compare yourself to a sex puppet because the T makes you that horny
Just Pooner Things.

Pooners and their obsession with male cocks. Name a better duo.

>Is that all you know how to say?
IDK, is this all you know how to write? A paragraph on how euphoric it is for a pooner to inject testosterone?

> Locks Jayce's cock in a cage for a week
> Meaning it's going to have stale urine and sweat all over it
> Still has fantasies about sucking literal musty cock
Guess it fits considering that pooners also get ass hair and smell like rotting flesh once they start T. Half of them, IIRC are also morbidly obese so you luckily have this fantasy of a thin woman getting dicked down.

> Rut up into him like a bitch in heat
Ah, this cliché, eh?
> Swollen clit brushing up against the clothed head of his cock
Well, she doesn't refer to Viktor's clitoris as a 'cock', thank God. But she does used the dreaded 'hole'...while casually using cunt. You know how it is.

HAHAHA GET IT, ALL THE NUMBERS ADD UP TO 69! WE'RE TOTALLY MEME GODS UP IN HERE!

> You're my whore
Wow I love this dialogue. Really sells the moment. By contrast, her 'cis' M/M fic had way better dialogue and smut...go figure.
> Taken a bit to learn how to take him up to the hilt
Huh, look at that. This Viktor isn't a slut. Quelle surprise.

> Jayce doesn't have any particular flavour
> Is described as just bitter and salty, which is a flavour
> Can still be tasted in large amounts
So what you're saying is...he has a flavour.
> Hurrying to open himself up, his fingers are too short and slender
Ahh there's that pooner anatomy. Viktor's hands aren't that small, but when he's written as a pooner he conveniently has dainty, short hands and fingers that can't even reach his G-spot. What do you mean he can't reach the G-stop? Just curve upwards, bud? My man has smaller hands than Trump!

And why fuck a man with a limp dick? That doesn't make sense. He's not hard anymore. Just pull out and be done with it.

> Rubs at his clit with his thumb for some sort of stimulation at the rough, quick stretch
Now, hang on. It was written that Viktor already had two orgasms. He should be sufficiently wet and ready to go. But for some reason, his 'hole' clamps down around his fingers and they're 'filling', and it 'burns just a bit'...while already being sufficiently aroused for more?

> Nudges against the rim of his hole
You can use 'cunt' just fine, so just used that. It's pathetic to swap between the two because you want that goddamned gender euphoria.
> It's a bit of a tight fit
Ah yes, Hispanic Hog Jayce can't fit inside someone who has orgasmed twice and should be wet enough for anything. But hey, enjoy those delicious inches!

> He jerks at the feeling of Jayce's cockhead grinding up against the roof of his cunt
Well it wouldn't be the 'roof', it'd be the end - and that's the cervix. You can stimulate the cervix but not by ramming into it like that. That shit is going to hurt.
> Against that bud at the top
You mean the G-spot? It's a little lower.
> Pink, gripping hole
Just use cunt or pussy, ffs. You keep ranting on about how great it is men can have them now, so start using it.
> Pretty boy's parted lips
Which one? Which set?

> Jerk himself off
He's high off T and still needs to touch himself to completion, go figure. Sometime men routinely have to deal with, eh?
> Uhh uh uh
Who invited Beavus and Butthead?
> He's gonna come
*Trump voice* I'M GONNA COME

> Jerking himself off in earnest
> Fucks himself harder on Jayce's softening dick
What, the Hispanic Hog wasn't enough? You gotta do it on a flopper? Lame. Your boyfriend clearly needs practice if he needs to do his job properly. You can come twice on his pants, but not on his dick? Eh?
> Slides in all soft and slippery and hot
Well you're literally fucking a limp dick so that is to be expected.
> Ah Jayce, God fuck ah
Are you ejaculating or trying to open a Tostitos jar?

> Cunt pulses and tightens
Yes, that's what it does. And it somehow couldn't take that Hispanic Hog, go figure.

Verdict: her 'cis' works were much better written, and tighter too (lmao), rather than starting off with some T injections. She gets uncomfortable writing about men, see...unless of course they identify as them and that's OK because it's just like her, see? Now just have your basic hetero-upsetero sex with the Hispanic Hog, urah.

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Had to do this one after I saw the end notes.

Spoiler

Spoiler: it's not really fucking, they're just doing oral and hand jobs.


Looks like we have the queercatfan sentence structure again. A shame, because I actually like Viktor's dialogue here. It's in-character despite him being a pooner, and I do like how he has his confidence rather than be a sad sack of shit.

Okay, that's hot. I always love a dom Viktor because he's too often written as a whiny bottom. I'll give a pass just this once.

So...not really fucking. But hey, you're coming to Viktor's voice so I won't judge. He does have a sexy accent.

Despite the content, I will give credit - again - to how Viktor speaks. It's very well done. I can forgive him being a pooner - just for the time being.

Those don't have to be disjointed sentences: "or somewhere where I could just...eat you out. Finger you until you couldn't stand...have an excuse to leave early..." There. Much better.

Ahhh there are the Rapunzel pubes! Ain't no pooner fic is complete without them.

I'll say. And how big was that plug?

Clearly not 1 Guy 1 Jar sized. That would've been a winner.

Le sigh. Viktor's hands are not that much smaller than Jayce's. He'd do the job just fine on his own. He doesn't have dainty pooner fingers, thank you very much.

Well, glad SOME lube was used.
> How thick he is
Ah, there's that Hispanic Hog we all know and love!
> You're tight
How big was that plug? He was loose there for a second. Must've been one of the smaller ones.

> Discovers new law of the universe
> "I must fuck Viktor's ass every time"
Nice. It sure is quotable.
> Like he was made to do this
And he's made to take it because he's the 'smaller' one, right? Because he's the woman?
> Tell me how I feel
He...already did?



Yeah, that is a little over the top. Not the worst I've seen but luckily, Viktor isn't a slut in this one so no STD milkshake today.

Mm. Not the worst I've read. It's carried hard by Viktor's good dialogue and his own sex appeal, so I'll give it that. I'll cover worse shit later.

For a lighter touch: here's Jayce bitching about a crib:

Because all pregnant women do is whine about cribs rather than...be concerned about the crib itself and how the pregnancy will go. We're just moody bitches, eh?

The Arcane fics are especially egregious and infectious, given that the fandom is downright inescapable right now due to the release of the second season - one could make a drinking game out of every time that anemic little wasp Viktor is given a fluffy merkin over a porn star pussy that looks completely incongruent with the body of a frail, dying man. Jayce mostly exists to be the handsome man that stuffs Viktor's odds and ends with his excellent brown penis, or - for more dominant personalities - to kneel between Viktor's legs and wet himself with desire like a desperate dog as he begs for Viktor's bone (i.e., a strap-on). Neither are ever depicted in a way that seems similar to the show, which makes me wonder why you'd even bother writing fanfic for it when you've made them another interchangeable entry into the Grumpy x Sunshine genre of pairing.

Yeah, I cover them the most because that fandom is hot right now, so when it eventually cools off I'll either move on or continue to browse it for content. And yes, I can absolutely make a drinking game of what you described because I see it so often. I'll add another: take a drink every time he's depicted as a whining bitch who hates himself and has no confidence or self-worth, and is generally an energy vampire no one can stand to be around. Take another if he needlessly bitches at Mel for just existing as a black woman.

You are correct it's all interchangeable. Most of these authors hang out on Twitter, Discord or TikTok and they burrow each other's styles, hence the similarities.

I am not surprised Our Flag Means Death collapsed. It was everything they ever wanted: non binary/trans pirates, an official gay coupling, etc. - only to be undone by a shitty ending and the very people it catered to dropped it like a hot pocket. That happened to the Geralt/Jaskier pairing: that was HUGE during lockdown and now it's hanging on by a thread by the fans that remained after Henry Cavill left. Arcane will go through a similar arc, but how fast it'll happen remains to be said. Jayce/Viktor is already in the top 15 pairings despite only being on the market for two months. Very impressive.

 

[soft breathing]

In 2009 MWII (which I am more familiar with because I am old and cringe and gay) there's a cutscene where he's literally torturing a guy with a blowtorch lol

Seeing this post on Xitter made me think of your comment. Ghost manages to torture someone with a blowtorch but can't manage to tell Soap he's got a great ass/body/whatever. Yeah. That's how this works.

Somewhat unrelated but: I also feel like if women writing these rimming-fanfics ever actually rimmed a man's ass, they wouldn't glorify it like that - it just can't be sexy to lick around in a hairy man-ass. Don't even try to change my mind.

That's probably not canonical anymore

Honestly, "new" MW2 Ghost is pretty plain and boring imo. Like, yeah, he's built like a tree, he's super spoopy and intimidating. but I feel like there's not much actual 'character' present. Tons of fanfics just use an amalgamation of his various backstories form the comics & old game, and only pick as "canon" what suits their narrative. Dunno when Ghost - in any of these - ever gave the impression of shy autist who's writing love notes, but hey, maybe I'm not receptive enough for such subtle nuances.

 

[Petrusha the White]

Somewhat unrelated but: I also feel like if women writing these rimming-fanfics ever actually rimmed a man's ass, they wouldn't glorify it like that - it just can't be sexy to lick around in a hairy man-ass. Don't even try to change my mind.

I can almost respect this, purely because it harkens back to the old "mysterious wet yaoi hole" "I don't know how IRL gay sex works and I fully don't care" days of not-taking-itself-too-seriously slashfic where a man's ass was 100% treated like a standin for pussy. Seriously, rimming is generally written exactly like cunnilingus except usually without a clit expy (sometimes they'll try to do the prostate like that but it always ends up being awkward because of positioning).

 

[behindyourightnow]

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Seeing this post on Xitter made me think of your comment. Ghost manages to torture someone with a blowtorch but can't manage to tell Soap he's got a great ass/body/whatever. Yeah. That's how this works.

Maybe Ghost is trying to build up the courage to torture his ass with a blowtorch but just can't put it into words ◕‿◕

(I don't know how you're brave enough to look at those parts of fandom twitter, how does your soul not cringe out of your body? Also, nothing will convince me that accounts like that one aren't just bots that randomly substitute in the names of whatever Handsome White Guy Pairing is currently popular in fandom. Every single character/pairing seems to wind up with the exact same imagined personality, so they might as well be.)

Honestly, "new" MW2 Ghost is pretty plain and boring imo. Like, yeah, he's built like a tree, he's super spoopy and intimidating. but I feel like there's not much actual 'character' present.

To be fair, didn't "old" Ghost originally have like 10 lines before dying horribly (spoilers for a 15-year-old game, I guess)? I don't think his popularity was ever based on much more than "heyy this guy looks cool."

 

[Petrusha the White]

(I don't know how you're brave enough to look at those parts of fandom twitter, how does your soul not cringe out of your body? Also, nothing will convince me that accounts like that one aren't just bots that randomly substitute in the names of whatever Handsome White Guy Pairing is currently popular in fandom. Every single character/pairing seems to wind up with the exact same imagined personality, so they might as well be.)

This is why I stay away from "ship dynamic" posts. I mean, they're fun to look through the QRTs and see how many obviously different pairings are being described by twitter users as all having the same dynamic*, but I never personally interact with such posts or try to sum up any of my preferred ships with a tropey dynamic.

*which are, almost inevitably, a bog-standard romcom-tier het romance trope but inverted (e.g. "wifeguy" used to describe a man who takes the nuturing/more openly emotionally affectionate role in a relationship with a woman) or gay (top=man and bottom=woman) or gay AND inverted (because it's obviously that OP intends something like "the bottom is the one who makes the first move and pays for the all dates actually" to be subverting a trope) (also lesbians get top/bottom slapped on them too even tho that's not... really how that works).

 

[jray4559]

I've read theories that much of this is because it's difficult to get attention and appreciation for original content, but that strikes me as a profoundly lazy and manipulative way to engage with fandoms. I do suspect some truth behind the theory that it's because pooners want to shove their tranny garbage in everyone's faces as an act of spite and rebellion, but I'm not sure if that can explain why there is such a colossal force so universally both in and out of fandoms. Honestly, I feel like "I'm just following trends" may be the simplest and most accurate answer, even if it still feels unsatisfactory.

99.9% of people's fandoming is based on characters from established franchises. You go into the Original Works section on AO3 and at least half of them is male-written smut shit, which its its own kind of bleck, but better than pooner shit because at least you know that 90% of the women are just talking sex dolls and they won't push a social issue on you, just maybe a disgusting kink or seven.

Your explanation is pretty much correct, the simple fact is that all they know at this point is this fandomized tropey kind of writing. In the 2000s, when fandoming as a whole wasn't as big as it is now, people had outside influences for how they formed a narrative and characters, such as actual printed books (and not the YA type), actual interactions outside with real people, the shows themselves usually weren't obviously leaning into shipping characters or male emotional whining, etc etc. Now with most of these AO3 fanfic girlies having the vast majority of their interactions on tumblr or in fandom groups, more and more consuming fanfics themselves as their main form of interaction with the characters, they don't have any influences that tether them to reality, which means their characters are all garbage and it all end up sounding the same and using the same tropes.

Second this off with the fact that there is quite a few tropes and ships where it's all but designed to not have any rules or care about canon whatsoever. I mean, the Omegaverse is literally designed to remove all the established personality from everyone and turn them into one note sex-obsessed lunatics. Ships like Rey/Ben Solo have essentially become AU hubs where anything goes as long as you copy the masses' favorite kind of romance novel dynamic to a T. The whole system seems to have rotted out.

Pooners or not, it's all pretty much the same dregs that ends up so predictable that you could have an AI write the character dialogue. Oh well, for someone like me who just wants to find interesting stories and situations to see play out, it's just the literary equivalent of shovelware to sift through and find the rare diamond that makes me think something. At least reading on an unoffical Android app allows me to just straight out block any troonery and most of the proselytizing. Most of it.

 

[Chandelier]

In this one, Jayce is a Vastaya, a creature from Runeterra that has fox ears and a tail. Basically your standard-issue furry fic, with trans Viktor being tagged along. It was too wild (no pun intended) not to share.

Spoiler

> Isn't the most possessive person in the world
> Immediately acts possessive like a territorial shitbull
> Gives unwanted attention and advice
> Is generally unwanted
Yeah, that doesn't sound 'a little obsessive'. That's hella obsessive, bud.
> Puppy eye stare
I see this a lot and it is starting to irritate me. It makes me want to hit him with a cattle prod than bow down to his wants.

> Says he is not an obsessive person
> Immediately obsesses over Viktor
Yeah that fits. I'm sure your 'fascination' was totally normal, too.

> It's not fair that Viktor gets to look like that when others can see him
And? You're not his owner. He's a fully grown adult. Don't lecture your audience on how your furry fuck isn't an obsessive stalker and then does this shit.
> Tries not to take offense to the confession
So? You're not in a relationship and you do not fucking own him. Get over it!

> Says it doesn't matter
> later says it absolutely does matter
Thanks, I already want this furry fuck made into a carpet.
Oh here we go: these fics are never complete without some hatred of the underdeveloped black character. I'm just waiting for Jayce to go, 'What the fuck is this NIGGER doing here?' and whip out the American History X roleplay.

Yes, Viktor, Jayce is acting like your mother because he's totally not obsessed with you and actually loves you and is your uwu soulmate, okay?
> He isn't stupid
I beg to disagree.
> He's seen the way Sky looks at him and her loving stare every time he speaks to her
"She's just like me fr" - no, this is actually later said.
> Every time I mention Sky you get this weird look on your face
He's thinking about FBI stats and whether the shoe store is going to get robbed this weekend.
> He's so bad at this, terrible at acting like he hasn't been thinking about how he'd take Viktor right here in their workshop
Why yes, yes you are - and he later says that he 'never thought of Viktor that way' despite admitting right here he'd love to dick him down in their lab. No one ever has to hold these retarded pooners accountable about internal logic, so I will.

> Doesn't want to sound crazy or possessive, as that's a stereotype
> Loses his shit at the token black girl
> Acts like Viktor is his property and even has a monologue about that
> Covers it up under the guise of 'looking after him'
Definitely sounds like a gaslighting narcissist, tbh.
> He's so handsome and he feels like he's going to pass out
You should anyways so I can get myself a new coat. It's cold up here, you know.
> You never go out with me
And? It's not his responsibility to do emotional labour for you.
> Sky fucking likes you and I can't stand the thought of her getting to spend time with you when it SHOULD BE ME
I read that as: THIS FUCKING NIGGER IS TAKING MY MAN'S ATTENTION. FUCK THAT JIGABOO BITCH, WHERE'S THE NEAREST FUCKING TREE?!

> He doesn't understand the implications
No? You didn't just have a thought about fucking Viktor on your desk just now? Hm.
> Is he thick in the skull?
Yes.
> Valaryan
Should be 'Vastayan', the bitch is confusing it for 'Velaryon', which is from ASOIAF.

> Not good at social cues
Oh so he's autistic just like the author, then.
> He didn't like to assume things
He does just that when he assumes the worst of Sky when all she has is a one-sided crush.
> He doesn't understand the implications of what is being asked
He has no issue having sexual fantasies about Viktor, so he obviously understands the implications. He doesn't get to be retarded twice.
> Rough hairs of his beard
A beard on a Vastayan? They already have fur. Such a terrible combination.


> Is unaware of what he does to Viktor
And Viktor is unaware of how he'd like to make Sky an Alabama windchime.
> Involving him laying him on the their project desk
...what?

> Had never thought about their dynamic like that
You JUST had a thought about railing him on your lab desk. Yes, you fucking think of your dynamic like that, you fucking retard.
> Especially with another man
This 'man' has a pussy so you can convince yourself it's the 'safe gay'. Ain't no asshole action around here, bud.
> He had been imagining this for so long...been thinking about it the entire time they were partners
What about your 'he had never thought about their dynamic that way'? Guess that completely shows that he absolutely thought about their dynamic that way, right shithead author?

> Not like in a creep sort of way
That is a 'creep sort of way', bud.
> Could he be more cringe-worthy?
Abso-fucking-lutely, and you're about to see how.
> The bacon, cheese and egg not making the best combo
Don't worry, you'll be muff diving in the Tarzan jungle in that T addled pussy soon enough. You won't be complaining about the eggs no more.

> Your palms are so sweaty
Knees weak, mom's spaghetti
> His large hand could almost wrap around Viktor's neck
Ah, we needed that eventual size difference eventually. Gotta compare the actual male to the uwu smol trans boi eventually.

> Adam's apple
Nice try, but Viktor is a female so he doesn't have one, and thicker cartilage from T doesn't count.
> Like a man starved
Ah, this classic cliché. Get a new one.

> He supports a hand on his large shoulder
Notice how the male is always described as larger, stronger, and more powerful than the pooner. The jokes write themselves.
> Only someone as perfect as Viktor could make such heavenly sounds
With a touch of bacon and eggs on his breath. Jesus would be proud.
> Fill him so deeply all Viktor can think is Jayce
So much for that whole 'he never thought of them that way' bait-and-switch.

> It's not like that bothers him
You spent the beginning of this fic being bothered, so I call bullshit.
> Fills him with a possessiveness
Never mind, you did it IN THE SAME FUCKING PARAGRAPH
> Lifting him off his lap with such ease
Because Jayce is male, and you are female. This is just your female sex drive getting aroused at the male with a big dick flopping you around like a toy. Name a better fantasy that suits pooners.
> His elbows find his spot on Jayce's shoulders
Uh, in what position? From his arms looped over them?
> Ultimately decides he can't wait for permission
Yeah that fits.

Never a dull moment when the zippertit scars get mentioned: the scars are always described as 'pale and beautiful' and that the nipples are fine and possess full sensation when IRL they're placed in entirely different positions and look like slabs of pepperoni with fried nerves. Just in case you needed this fantasy burned by reality a la the Hindenburg.

It's totally gay to have cunnilingus. Not to worry, it's the 'safe gay' so you can never be viewed as a homophobe for not chugging dick.

Ahhh there's our Rapunzel pubes! A signature feature for all trans fics! Hair so thick you give a fox-like race a run for their money, and so thick your roid clit can barely peak out of that untamed jungle. Also admire how Viktor's arousal already 'forms a puddle' which is difficult to achieve IRL, more so if you have been taking T for years. Ah, fantasy.

> Viktor's hole
Oh, we're doing this language again. Funny how 'vulva' can be used but not vagina or entrance, which is a proper gender neutral word for it.

> Vulva
> Dick
If you can use specific language for one piece of female genitalia, you can absolutely use 'clit'. You don't get to pick and choose which parts give you a mental breakdown.
> Adam's Apple bob
He doesn't have one, nice try.
> He's been dreaming of this day for so long
So much for that 'he didn't think of their relationship that way'. My man has a Joe Biden memory.
> Hush tone
*Hushed tone
> Tower over Viktor
Oh yeah, show me that size difference. I really need to know who the trans man really is.

Tarzan pubes x2. Of course the Vastayan fox man has a huge cock; it wouldn't be softcore furry porn if it wasn't.

Oh, and you can use clit here but nowhere else? Funny, that.

> Fingers are so big
> Wonders how big Jayce is
Shocker: he's a Hispanic Hog that is packing 12 inches. You don't learn this until after the smut. And, magically, Viktor is wet enough to take him entirely despite no foreplay. Pooner pussy really IS magic.

> Splits Viktor open in a delicious way
Well thank God for that magic pooner pussy, then!
> Enlarged clit, poising two fingers on either side of it and begins to herk him off
Just for context: it's 1-2 inches long. Literally not big enough for it to be considered a micropenis.
> Coarse hair mixing together
Yes, I want to read smut where your hair is so thick and unkempt I immediately want to get the shears and the Dyson vacuum to clean that shit up. God, imagine the fucking mess. Thank God there's no pubic lice.
> Placing a hand on his lower stomach
You'd never know how big Hispanic Hog Jayce is here, because the author never mentions it until after.

> 12 inches
> Slightest bump
Sure, Jan.
> Bulges just slightly
Uh huh.
> Anyone could walk in and see him abusing his partner's pussy
I think they'd be amazed Viktor is actually a woman and how his vagina is taking that 12 incher like a pro. Definitely gossip material.

> Kissing his cervix
With 12 inches you ain't 'kissing', you're battering that shit like SWAT on a hostage call. Have some tact.
> His fingers press onto Viktor's dick
You had no problem using 'clit' earlier, so stick with it. It's not a penis and you know it.

> Come to first
You mean come first?
> Quick work of his dick
So you can use vulva and clit sometimes, but you really want to compare that 1-2 inch roid clit to Jayce's 12 inch mega cock. Nice. Definitely not comedy material right there.
> His body releases a spray of liquid
> It runs down the back of his thighs and Jayce feels it around his dick
That's right: Viktor is a squirter, and he squirts so much California could use him to put out their wildfires. Nevermind such feats are usually muted and don't act like a fire hydrant. In any case, hilarious that the trans man always has one when getting dicked down properly by a big dicked male. Definitely not something to note there, nope.

Might've made it better had you mentioned his size earlier.

> I'll get too possessive over you
Implying he wasn't already. This man got mad when he thought Viktor was out drinking and sleeping with other people and was ready with the rope when Sky got involved. What a good man. Glad all can be forgiven if you have a 12 inch dick.

> He feels like he might throw up over how sweet Jayce is
I would've already, but not for the reasons of him being 'sweet'. Maybe him being a malignant creep like Jimmy from Mouthwashing would've been the first sign for me to leave.
> For the first time he felt cared for and loved
Oh, homie. Obsession isn't love. That furry is getting jealous over your black lab assistant and openly admits his presence isn't even WANTED in most occasions. You're fucking a creep but that's OK because that 12 inch cock makes all misgivings go away. Who needs a red flag when you've got such a pole holding it up?


"You don't like that fucking nigger, right? You should like ME, I'm a nice TANNED man, I'm not filthy and dirty like them!"


"Of course not. I don't date subhumans. But fox people with big dicks and obsessive, unhealthy personalities? Sign me up."

Somewhat unrelated but: I also feel like if women writing these rimming-fanfics ever actually rimmed a man's ass, they wouldn't glorify it like that - it just can't be sexy to lick around in a hairy man-ass. Don't even try to change my mind.

Of course not. IRL that's the fastest way to get STDs AND parasites. The assumption here is that these males have squeaky clean assholes with not a drop of shit inside them when IRL most men won't even wipe their asses at all. The worst contenders are ones where they do it while, say, Soap or Ghost have been in fatigues for DAYS. That shit is NOT clean, TAKE A FUCKING SHOWER AND USE SOAP - the bar, not the man!

Maybe Ghost is trying to build up the courage to torture his ass with a blowtorch but just can't put it into words

I have unironically seen fics like that, so it's really not out of the realm of possibility for him to use a blowtorch. I've read fics where dudes get guns shoved up their asses so anything goes.

I mean, they're fun to look through the QRTs and see how many obviously different pairings are being described by twitter users as all having the same dynamic*, but I never personally interact with such posts or try to sum up any of my preferred ships with a tropey dynamic.

It's something, isn't it, how it all ends up boiling down to being generic BookTok plotlines, but THEY are better because they write different, BETTER characters and THEY have better plotlines and THEY don't ever fall for such silly tropes because fanfiction is just SO much better...while doing the same exact shit as Colleen Hoover, the popular author they hate. Guess their Dom Triggers weren't activated.

Second this off with the fact that there is quite a few tropes and ships where it's all but designed to not have any rules or care about canon whatsoever. I mean, the Omegaverse is literally designed to remove all the established personality from everyone and turn them into one note sex-obsessed lunatics. Ships like Rey/Ben Solo have essentially become AU hubs where anything goes as long as you copy the masses' favorite kind of romance novel dynamic to a T. The whole system seems to have rotted out.

Omegaverse, unironically, is defended as a way to 'explore gender norms', while instituting some of the worst sexual dynamics ever written. Shit so bad it makes the Taliban look like liberals. Provided you don't write any women, it's perfectly acceptable. Omegas, the stand in for women, are second class citizens that are only used for 'breeding purposes' for the alphas: always the stronger, more attractive, more dominant man. Now take what these people write and compare it to their politics; guaranteed they fucking hate Jordan Peterson and Andrew Tate for saying the same thing. The classic 'rules for me but not for thee'.

 

[Magic Pickle]

I find the concept of Omegaverse somehow being a critique of social norms to be an excuse, in all honesty; I would hardly consider most fanfic authors to be well-rounded feminist scholars, and I can't take the concept of dog-bepenised men raping envaginated men into pregnancy seriously as a vehicle to examine misogyny. It's another example in which girls and women need to justify their interests and legitimize them lest they be accused of moral repugnance - women in fandom can be some of the most aggressive and tiresome wokescolds around. Does anyone justify liking piss this much?

(Which, by the way, why is there so much fucking piss in everything now? Is it really as simple "edgy without being too edgy" or is there a larger trend I missed the origin of?)

It's really ironic, as fanfic can be some of the most sincerely depraved and dehumanizing shit you can read in an erotic light, but it doesn't get the recognition it deserves for female porn escalation or for its impact on women's psyches and attitudes as a whole; I assume it's easier to not notice it between all of the wretched slice-of-life AUs that flatten and defang any character with an ounce of chutzpah and grit.

But I digress; as promised, enjoy the Our Flag Means Death fic I finally remembered the name of. Truly one of the most grotesque things I've had the misery of reading, and I read that damned milk fic about - what was it, Panic! At the Disco? Fall Out Boy? Can't recall much else about it. Ah, back when milk enemas were considered horrible instead of par for the course... times were simpler back then.

I'll post the first chapter so you can get an idea of it - it's not too long at only about 15k words over 4 chapters, but it's... memorable. Here are the tags to give you a feel for its vibes.

Spoiler: Little Changes by Buukkin

Not all micros are used for sexual purposes, but there's certainly no reason an adult shouldn't be able to enjoy their purchase in any way they see fit. Sadly, at only about 12-15 inches tall, most micros lack the ability for full penetration.

Now, there are lots of toys one can buy, both for seeing sweet little reactions out of your pet and for training them to pleasure their owner in whatever way is desired. Most pets can also be trained to take digits with little professional help if penetration is the goal.

But sometimes people want a more complete sexual experience with their micros. Stede certainly saw the appeal. Micros had always been a fascination and he had been expected to get an advanced degree, so here he was: a certified Micro Vet with a very niche specialty.

He examined the micro in front of him. The little specimen had been dropped off contactless, covid precautions and whatnot, for the standard reasons. He had been with his owner for a very long time, mostly as a maintenance micro helping in the mechanic industry.

He looked at it. Grizzled and scarred, a toe was missing, probably from some industrial accident. He seemed tense and wasn't responding to verbal cues to remove his clothes. Stede took his little squeeze bulb, loaded it with gas, and spritzed a few times in the micro's tiny face.

The little thing staggered back, then steadied himself, looking much calmer and quite dazed. "That's more what we're looking for. Name?"

"Izzy Hands," he said, voice husky and quiet.

"That doesn't matter on the form, dear. You know what I mean."

"Edward Teach."

"There we go. Age?" Izzy blinked, remaining quiet. "Your age."

"Fifty something."

"And just now your master is transitioning you for sex play? My, my, quite interesting. After thirty years with one master. What brought that about?"

The little micro’s cheeks turned red.

"Come now." Stede gave him another squirt of the gas. The micro had easily walked from his carrier to the metal examination tray, but apparently getting words out of him was harder. "I like a good story."

Izzy listed over. Stede guided him to sit on the tray.

"We talked," the little thing said. "I don't know we've been. Fooling around. Did a little when we were younger. And it started up again. And we agreed it would be nice if we could do more." Stede gave him one more small puff. "I think. Maybe he'll stay interested. Longer."

"Interesting." So not a broken pet. Trained. Stede couldn't be sure if he actually had choice or the illusion of choice, but it didn't really matter. Always a bit trickier with the opinionated ones. "I'm sure your master will be so pleased. It's not the easiest procedure."

Izzy nodded. "He's tried—we've tried it on our own. It hurt. And it didn't work."

"Oh I wouldn't expect so. Takes a very rare specimen to take a human without any problems. But my program is guaranteed."

"Just one week," Izzy said faintly.

"Exactly." Stede smiled, excited.

"Now let's get you undressed, Izzy." Stede switched to a warmer tone. Despite looking tough, this micro clearly had some issues to work through. But the program would take care of all that. He'd be as pliant and sweet as any micro ever was. Even his little Lucius.

Speaking of which, he snapped his fingers and his own micro scurried to his side. Lucius had been hand-picked as his work micro. On the taller side, well educated, with deft and skilled fingers and quite a handsome lad. "Lucius, work on getting a line in our little Izzy here."

Stede gave Izzy another huff of the gas before removing all his clothes. Lucius was back with the line supplies, holding a needle bigger than the finger he'd unfortunately had to lose so that he would better understand his position. Izzy stared at it with wide eyes.

"Yeah, worse news love is that the only vein big enough is gonna be your neck," Lucius said in a commiserating tone, "but we only have to do this once if you stay still enough for the rest of the program. Just not too much head thrashing."

Izzy was dazed from the gas, staring up at Lucius, "Okay." He lifted his head and stayed beautifully still while the needle was placed. Stede started the flow of the MicroLaxin.

"So you won't be eating or drinking for a few days. This is a hormone to loosen your pelvis, and all the nutrients you'll need."

Izzy looked crestfallen. “I can’t eat?”

Stede smiled down at the little figure. “I’m afraid there’s no time in the program. It’s quite intense.” Another puff of the gas. “Do you want to see? What you’ll be able to do when we’re done?”

Lucius straightened, eyes darting around for a moment before going down to his feet like a good boy. The MicroLaxin cocktail had some muscle relaxers and a mild sedative along with the standard nutrient mix; Stede could see it taking over Izzy. The little body was going so soft, kneeling naked on the metal tray. But his eyes were open. There was a softly whispered “okay.”

Stede reached for Lucius, who was stiff but not offering any resistance. He had fucked the little thing when he first got to work this morning so he was sure the assistant would still be sore. But as a graduate of his own patented program, it would be no problem at all.

Lucius looked to be wearing scrubs, but Stede knew a thin strip of Velcro kept them on. He easily ripped them off. Lucius took a shaky breath, not looking at the other micro as Stede then unbuckled his own belt. He said, “I was so satisfied by you this morning, Lucius, you’ll need to entice me.”

He had the most beautiful eyes, little Lucius. Stede liked everything about him, physically, for a tarty tiny assistant. The attitude had certainly taken time, though. The micro stepped carefully off the table and onto Stede’s lap. Stede pulled Izzy’s tray closer and nudged him to the very edge. Once Stede was hard his cock would poke up over the desk and Izzy would have a front row show. But for now Lucius settled down into his lap and Izzy finally succumbed to lay down, his face at the very edge of the desk so he could see everything.

Stede grabbed a pack of sterile lube and handed it to Lucius, who tore it open and coated his arms and belly. He took to Stede’s cock with well-trained gusto, forcing the half-hard chub through his arms, licking the head, moaning, crooking one hand into the slit and stroking delicately.

“Oh good boy. Such a good boy Lucius,” Stede moaned and licked his lips, “You’ve absolutely enchanted me, boy. I’m too soft on you.” He grabbed the gas bulb and squeezed it around Lucius a few times. His little slut breathed deeply. “Don’t let it make you sloppy.” He tossed Lucius another packet of lube. Lucius snatched it up, nodding, breathing hard and almost sobbing, trembling a bit.

Stede would have to send him back through the maintenance program soon. He got so nervous about the act before it even happened. It was a response that developed naturally. Lucius was quite bright and never tended to break as completely as some could. So every few months he had to go through the program again to be reminded it was not his place to plan or plot or think of the future, only be what his Master needed right now. “Calm down, Lucius. We don’t want to upset our guest.”

“Y-Yes sir.” Lucius called up to him, “I-I want it, Master. I’ve been hungry since you fucked me this morning, I want you to fuck me all day. Wear me all day like you used to.” Tears were running down his face, impossibly tiny trails of water.

“Oh Lucius, you absolutely darling little thing,” Stede smiled down at him. Sure the little assistant’s mind was always trying to mutiny on him, but he was well trained and so, so sweet. “So you’re ready for my cock?”

Lucius nodded with a sob, “Yes, please, please, please fuck me. Fuck me master, it’s been too long.”

Stede picked up little Lucius, carefully because he was slippery with lube. Lucius had a little party trick to show off to prospective clients. Most micros would never get to his level, but it wasn’t false advertising as it was perfectly possible.

He took Stede with no prep. Stede was 10.5 inches, and even though Lucius was only 17 inches tall, Lucius could bottom out as well. Truly one of Stede’s most successful pet projects. Stede lubed up his cock and positioned Lucius, who was now breathing hard enough to pass out if he wasn’t careful. But they both know that wouldn’t get him out of anything.

“Lucius is an excellent example for you to look at, Izzy.” He pressed Lucius down. With force. Breaching a micro was always delicious, even such a well-used one as Lucius, feeling that little star strain and tremble and resist before finally fissuring open. “Because he can do outward expansion, which is what we’ll need to train you on.” Stede wrapped his fist around Lucius and bounced him in small thrusts for a moment, massaging his cockhead with the tightness of the muscles in Lucius’s colon. “He can take it all vertically, of course, with a smaller cock than mine. But the fact that I can get any micro onto this thing is a testament to my program working with any size.”

“Oh, sorry, I’m obstructing your view,” Stede said. Izzy’s eyes were wide as saucers. Lucius was screaming, but that was to be expected. Not much the program could do about that.

“Stop… You’re hurting him,” Izzy said weakly over Lucius’s sobs.

“Oh there’s always going to be some discomfort.” Stede took his hand off Lucius, letting him sink down as far as gravity took him. It wasn’t too far, barely above his navel. Even like this, Lucius knew better than to try to kick away, his toes fell into Stede’s lap limp and obedient. He dangled, speared on cock. “As I was saying, you can only fuck up into the abdominal cavity so far. Here, I’ll give you an example as to why.” Stede grabbed Lucius’s arms, one in each hand, a pulled him firmly down. Stede kept his cock angled up to follow tight to the micro’s spine. It expanded his ribs and Izzy heard little pops. Stede didn’t even have him all the way down on the massive dick but he delivered sharp, cruel, hard little thrusts until—

Lucius made a gurgling sound and coughed up his belly full of cum from this morning. Stede smiled down at him fondly as he retched on it for a minute, more and more still coming. Stede had really filled him up this morning.

“Oh my, Lucius. So full. There, there, now.” He took his hands off Lucius’s arms and let him hang on the stiff pillar of cock. Stede grabbed his water bottle and took a swig. “So as you see, Izzy, jostling the organs like that can lead to nausea and even stop your heart. It’s never happened at this clinic, but it is well documented. So here in the clinic I prefer we use the request to fuck one’s belly or fuck one’s guts. Now, Lucius, do you want me to fuck your belly or fuck your guts?”

Lucius was hanging his head. “Sir—Master, I can’t, my arms—”

“Oh I see. Dislocated again. We’ll have to get you on some exercises to strengthen those muscles, keep them in place. I’ll pop them back in when we’re done.” He grabbed his arms again. “Now, now, Lucius, I had a question, boy. You’ve been so good this time, don’t ignore me now.”

“Belly! Please! Please master! Fuck my belly, I want to see it, I want to see you come out of me please!” Lucius’s voice was hoarse from the retching and screams now, and he screamed more as Stede pulled on his arms to bury his cock all the way inside the micro.

Stede held him there, Lucius’s butt cheeks resting against the macro’s tight and pulsing balls, and eventually the screaming stopped. His cock was bulging out of Lucius’s stomach, just below his ribs, a huge and mind-bending extrusion. Lucius was limp now, arms hanging loosely in their joints, head lolling back.

Stede started to stroke.

Deep, slow, long. Lucius was only making low moans now, nice and calm, far under. Just something for Stede to use, like his training taught him. Stede took a moment to look at Izzy. Izzy wasn’t looking at the display anymore; he’d turned his head away. That wouldn’t do.

Stede pressed Lucius down all the way onto his cock again. Perhaps he would wear him the rest of the day, tucked into his pants, leave his shirt loose and untucked to hide it. That did sound nice. He had a special belt for it around here somewhere, keep them nice and snug together. He reached under his office chair and adjusted the height, pulling in closer. “Izzy, I have a job for you.”

Izzy didn’t turn, so Stede reached out and took his tiny head into his index finger and thumb, turning it for him to see Lucius right in front of him. Stede had made sure his tiny cock would be right in front of Izzy’s mouth. Izzy shook his head.

“Oh, come now little thing. Lucius is being so nice and giving you a demonstration of all the fun you’ll get to have, least you can do is help him feel good.” Stede put a dollop of lube from another packet on his finger and reached around to between Lucius’s legs, rubbing at his soft cock. Lucius gave a start, it had been years since he’d been allowed to touch it and Stede didn’t get to it often. It was like he was rubbing the underside of his own cock; he could see the delineation between head and shaft through the flesh of Lucius’s belly, skin stretched taught around him. That was what was fun about a new micro: the first few fucks before the abdominal wall split. It was beautiful to see how well Lucius fit around him now, but the first few times he’d torn through that connective tissue and fucked through the slit he made… Divine. Naturally, all his actual movements were contained within the digestive tract, but in that moment it really felt like he was tearing through them. What a thrill.

Lucius was staring up at him with those stunning eyes again, lax and lidded, mouth slightly open as he was stroked while stretched beyond belief. The little thing always had to put up a fight, they all did, but the little micros were made for this. The extra collagen in their skin, the fact that they produced new cartilage throughout their lives so their joints could be rearranged. If they were just small humans, this would kill them.

Lucius was hard, his face flushed, something about his head thrown back, seeing his collarbones and contorted shoulders, Stede was overcome with fondness for him. Not wanting any arguing or flailing that could injure his little micros, he reached over to the gas tube he filled his bulb with and put it not too close to them before opening the valve just a bit.

He flipped little Izzy around, grabbing his legs and pressing his wet cunt onto his treasured assistant’s cock. They moaned. Lucius was shaking his head; he was more used to the gas than Izzy who was totally gone. “Oh come now Lucius you deserve a treat. And It’s been so long since you came on my cock. You’re such a good boy, Lucius.”

Lucius was nodding now, tears running down his face as Stede ground him inside the other micro. He bounced Lucius in little circles, just enough to give himself friction and stroke Lucius deeply in Izzy’s cunt. Izzy was moaning and handling his own clit, gone on the gas. Adorable. Stede turned it off, not wanting to overdo it.

It was a divine arrangement. They kept at it, three people panting and moaning and thrusting. Izzy came first with a shout and that pushed Lucius over the edge, trembling and twisting on Stede’s cock as he had his first orgasm in what had to be a very, very long time. He wasn’t allowed to do it without Stede, and Stede couldn’t remember when he’d last thought of it.

His high and thready little whimper caught Stede’s ears and he felt himself fall into orgasm himself. He pulled back a bit into Lucius’s body cavity so he didn’t overinflate him, twisting him back and forth for the extra stimulation he needed to fill Lucius for the second time that day.

Izzy was coming back to himself from the gas; Stede could see the light in his eyes flip back on, just in time for cum to bubble up out of Lucius’s mouth with a gurgle. It extended the pulsing in Stede’s cock, when he filled Lucius so much it geysered out of his mouth. Too much time had passed since it last happened. Stede was now looking forward to Lucius’s next round of maintenance training. They needed more time together.

Lucius was close to Izzy now, the cum he was coughing up landing on Izzy’s belly and thighs. Izzy was weakly trying to move away but the drugs in the IV made him weak.

Stede waited until Lucius was done, his cock soft inside of the boy. “How was that, dear?”

Lucius titled his head back, eyes blown wide and mouth agape, still dribbling cum, “Thank you, Master. So good. Thank you for making it so good for me.” Stede was actually quite a grower, his flaccid cock could sit inside Lucius very comfortably. The little trollop started rolling his hips on the barely erect staff and Stede could see his little prick was already hard again. Youth. “Are you going to wear me? Please? Please fuck me until bedtime, fuck me to sleep, please, please, please Master!”

Stede shushed him, petting his head with a finger. Lucius reared back and took Stede’s finger into his mouth, working his mouth and tongue, “My, my. It really has been too long since I got you so worked up.” This was when the truth about the micros reared its head. Stretched out and full of cum, they showed their true desires, without fear of pain, without remorse. Taking them to this place was Stede’s purpose in life. He rummaged in his drawer for his strap, to keep Lucius in place and his pants up while he finished his day.

He turned back to Izzy, who was actually the only micro here for penetration training right now. He had four or five clients staying overnight with broken bones, crush injuries, one undergoing a cancer treatment, but this was the only outlet for his specialist training at the moment.

They stayed in a special apparatus; he went to the autoclave and got all the parts, beginning his assembly. Since there was only one he didn’t have to separate them into different kennels; he could just leave Izzy out on the exam table tonight. Always such a nice sight to return to in the morning, a fresh initiate on the table.

“Okay Izzy,” Stede turned back to the table, the contraption fully assembled. He hooked it into the computer and started running the code for Day One with Izzy’s metrics programmed in. “So. You should be feeling very relaxed by now, the drugs have had plenty of time to begin taking effect. This little machine that looks a little like a rocket is going to be your home for the next five days.” He moved the tray and set down the staging apparatus. It had to be secure so that the poor little things didn’t tip over and wiggle off, losing a whole day of progress.

“We’ll just do a quick enema, make sure there’s no solid waste. The grit of it can be quite irritating during the program. We’ll do this twice a day unless it’s needed more.” He got out his little valve hose and inserted it into Izzy, forgetting the lube, oops. “Ah drat, because it’s so small I forget. Sorry little thing.”

A few washes in and out—Stede always liked seeing how little their stomachs could fill and flex at first—then he was ready. Stede look the limp little form and positioned it over the “rocket” part of the machine, the modulating dildo that little Izzy would be perched on for the next five days.

It was only about the size of a finger, right now, and still Izzy struggled with it. He slathered lube between Izzy and the machine, gingerly pressing and twisting. It wasn’t going to work. He rummaged around in his drawer for a small probe, about the size of a micro’s cock, and plunged it into Izzy in an easy motion. Izzy grunted, cried, twisted. Stede plunged it in quickly and deep, rubbing at Izzy’s tiny clit with his pinkie as he pistoned. It would be the last time Izzy was granted pleasure from anywhere but his ass for the rest of the experience, but sometimes getting them revved up helped a bit. Stede felt himself stiffen a bit throughout the experience and Lucius started moaning from below his belt.

Izzy struggled despite the drugs, despite the preparations, as he was lifted back to fall down on the machine. He clawed at Stede’s nitrile gloves, sobbing. Oh, it was going to be a hard night for this one. His ass was so unused… had the two of them been trying for penetration in the cunt? That would never work, maybe just the cockhead, but it wasn’t safe to stretch the uterus as far as the intestines would have to stretch to do the job. Stede made a mental note to check with his master tomorrow. Tired and horny again, Stede shoved Izzy’s little asshole open onto the bulb of the dildo, earning a little shriek, then a gasp from Lucius as it made his dick twitch. He sunk Izzy down about two inches until he saw the faint bulge behind his bellybutton and strapped his feet down onto the table.

Izzy had a hard time standing around the intrusion and keeping his torso up through the drugs, but all that would get sorted out with time. Stede pressed “Enter” on the Day One code and gave the new recruit a chipper, “See you in the morning!” as the dildo beneath him started thrusting up inside his body.

Out at four pm today. Not bad. He could maybe catch a movie with Lucius on his belt before he had to be home for dinner with the kids.

 

[Paper Machete]

It's another example in which girls and women need to justify their interests and legitimize them lest they be accused of moral repugnance

It's really ironic, as fanfic can be some of the most sincerely depraved and dehumanizing shit you can read in an erotic light, but it doesn't get the recognition it deserves for female porn escalation or for its impact on women's psyches and attitudes as a whole; I assume it's easier to not notice it between all of the wretched slice-of-life AUs that flatten and defang any character with an ounce of chutzpah and grit.

This is exactly it.

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I'm catching up so to allude to earlier posts. It's not necessarily that guys don't write or read stuff just that where they do it and with what sort is the question. As someone mentioned most of the male writers sort of just dump weird shit in the original tags and fuck off. They probably don't even out themselves as male or take surveys. There are also websites for written porn they're more likely to use. I think largely they go for OG works rather than filter it through writing for a particular fandom. The majority of course are going to go for visual stuff. Women care far more for the story around things where the guys just want to get to the point of it. I think this gives people the false idea that women's sexual interests are less damaging when taken to extremes because there is more overt emotion to things and they tend to try to explain things away. But though the behavior has different expressions, it's the same motivations: sexual interest in something. I don't necessarily think any of this is a bad thing except for when people get hung up on weird shit like the BDSM omegaverse shit. I mean we all go on about pornsickness but honestly a lot of the porn men watch has nothing on whatever fujoshi can pull out her ass and write 100k words about. I've come across some seriously deranged bullshit in my time. A woman's imagination can be a really insane place. (TL;DR it's not so much that men don't write, so much as they don't write fanfic specifically. A lot keep their writing private if they're not attempting to get published.)

Reading and writing fanfic can be fun but it's entirely it's own thing. I think that is where a lot of people that grew up with it get things twisted when they try to make it happen with original works. It's not a 1:1. Thus why a lot of creative fields start to get that feel as people who got introduced to writing through fanfic come into the ranks.

There used to be a culture of critique and bashing people that wrote poorly. It was OTT sometimes but the flipside now is no standards at all so everyone is sort of encouraged through no gatekeeping to stay at their own lowest common denominator. A lot of people use to see fanfic as a way to sharpen writing skills because you were likely to get more attention on the work than randomly posting OG stuff no one cared about. There was a built in audience to work with and you weren't going to ever use it for something you seriously wanted to do anything with. It was especially great if you were anti-social and didn't want to network. People would find it and you could get all that through comments on the work itself. That really isn't much of a thing anymore. And to be fair if you filter out explicit fics most of the stuff written about isn't sexual. Though some of it will still have a lot of "woke" nonsense. It's why to the extent I still read I go by recommendations and rarely search on my own unless I want to hate read.

Sorry to ramble. I miss the days when it was understood that such things were just a fun guilty pleasure and a way to exercise creative impulses. The culture around it has really changed because of social media IMO.

 

[Chandelier]

ABO fics generally tend to be popular in their respective fandoms, and Arcane is no different. This one manages to snag over 100 bookmarks and is about Viktor nesting like a bird for the first time.

Spoiler: Chapter 1

In this universe, alphas and omegas have scent glands in their necks that give off pheromones when they're ready to breed and fuck, aka a 'heat'. Usually the 'scents' these omegas and alphas produce can vary, but you can imagine they either smell like whatever Guy Fieri is eating or a Yankee candle store. I don't know what an 'abrasive alpha scent' is, but I wager it smells pretty bad. Maybe something akin to fox piss, as the author has a fox pfp.

> Sweetness of him was cool and subtle, like petrichor, or spring ice
Well let me tell you as someone who lives in a climate were spring ice can endure well into April - that shit isn't subtle. It can still cause problems. It's a minor nitpick but I get it, it's a juxtaposition - which is the opposite of subtlety.
> Shockingly narrow waist
Even though Viktor is male in this, he cannot escape the pooner descriptions. Always, always with the 'narrow waist' bullshit and how uwu small he is. Just in case you don't know who's getting fucked.

> He was just pretty and smelled so good
Like what? A can of Spring Breeze Febreeze?
> He didn't want to see other alphas hovering around the lab, leaving trinkets behind
This reminds me of that God awful bunnypuppy CoD fic I reviewed last year, where Ghost, the wolf man, was leaving poisonous berries for Soap, the bunny. It's the same shit here: Jayce doesn't want anyone else fucking his omega but him - it's HIS property, see - and alphas leave trinkets like they're fucking birds or some shit. All they're missing is brightly coloured feathers popping out of their asses to perform a mating dance.
> Kind of honour a decent alpha could refuse
Oh, so glad he's not a rapist like other alphas are. I'm so relieved
> Chemically, pheromonally, but emotionally
What do you mean 'chemically'? All you can smell is his suppressants, because omegas need them or else they'll be constantly raped by alphas.
> Receptive Omega, purring for Jayce
Yes, they act like dogs or cats in this universe.
> Mess in his human-animal instincts
And that confirms it.

Yes, this is considered 'nesting' behaviour: taking items and making a space your own, because he, as an omega, needs to be fucked somewhere comfortable. Want to decorate a place to make it more lively? Surprise, you're an omega making a nest like you're a goddamn coyote. Now you gotta wait until you're ready to be fucked.

> Brilliant brass eyes
His eyes are gold.

> He hadn't given any signs
It's already been written that Jayce could smell his pheromones even over the chemical suppressants, so the signs are already there. He's just acting as if they're aren't important because LEL himbo Jayce!

> Presents at 16 like human puberty
> Gets his ruts every six months like it's a period
> Has intense junk food cravings and mood swings like it's a period
HAHA GET IT HE'S JUST LIKE A WOMAN!
> I am completely infertile
Spoiler: he isn't, he just needs to find the right guy to breed him and fuck him. Tale as old as time.

> Shook his world to the core
Yes, gathering pillows and other objects of comfort for a sterile lab means you are prepping the place to settle down like you are some kind of prairie dog. These people literally aren't human but pseudo-furries.
> Alpha instincts gone haywire
Do tell me what these 'alpha instincts' are, considering they're the class of people who get everything handed to them on a platter and are considered full human (?) beings while omegas are not. Oh we're TOTALLY deconstructing gender with this.

> You smell so good
"Fuck you smell like a gas station burger, and I'm the fat fuck ready to eat you."
> He seemed so surprised, it didn't make any sense
Yeah, it doesn't. Viktor would know he's going through a heat because he should know his body better than anyone else. This is just a bait-and-switch for the porn in the second chapter.

I also fucking Jayce's dialogue. He talks like an emotionally stunted teenager - and for all intents and purposes, he IS.

> Nuzzling the scruff of his cheek
These people really are goddamn animals. Oh well, time to let them shit outside and wipe their asses on the grass.
> Alpha brain
Oh I'd LOVE to know what this means. Please inform me, progshit author, what an 'alpha brain' is without sounding like Andrew Tate.
> He knew he was accepted, there was a protective instinct
Yeah because he's gotta defend his 'property' from other alphas that will just rape him. Because that's just how life is, y'know? We're deconstructing gender.

> A very poor nest
He's a man, not a fucking bird. God, I fucking hate these ABO universes.
> The thought of Viktor outside, alone, made something rumble in him
"How dare those other alphas think they can rape my omega. THAT'S MY JOB!" - Jayce

> Vaguely pathetic lilt
'Vaguely?' Homie you have been pathetic THE ENTIRE FUCKING TIME. So pathetic a basset hound is more competent than you, and that says a lot.
> Some omegas have heats as short as a day, others last as long as a week
Convenient that it sounds like a woman's menstrual period. There is no need for women in ABO after all, because omegas are just stand ins for them.

> Felt so obvious running these errands
> People could smell Viktor all over him
I thought it was difficult to catch his scent? Or was it just a you problem?
> Coral blush
That's a lot darker than a 'light shade of pink', just saying.

So glad that your lab AKA nest AKA fuck place is all nice and locked up so you can breed no problem. It ain't a sex dungeon, it's an Omega Happy Meal!

Now they're purring like fucking cats. Jesus Christ. I am so tempted to rush in there and spay every last one of them and show them how proper humans act.
> Fragile thighs and waist
We need that uwu Viktor, after all.

> Purred deeper
> Squeaking and laughing above him
My man has the personality of a dog's squeaky toy. Makes sense since his only purpose is to be put in someone else's mouth.
> He hardly seemed to weigh anything
Because every omega is the more effeminate, 'weaker' male, because that's just how things are. It's not bioessentialism, we're deconstructing gender!

And next chapter has the fucking. Get ready.

Spoiler: Chapter 2

Despite clearly being written as having female genitalia, the author has taken the safe route and written Viktor has having ambiguous genitalia - even though you know full well what she's actually referring to.

Also: the pubic hair goes from being short and wiry to the Rapunzel pubes in a later paragraph. Can't even be consistent with the pubes, ffs.

I have also never heard of a clit be referred to as a PULSING NUCLEUS, but hey, you get something new every day.

> Back arched like an angry cat
It's amazing how many of these 'disabled' authors write Viktor as being capable of arching his back like that despite having the back brace. My man is a natural contortionist who will never suffer any pain from doing that, oh no.

And look at that: omega cum is 'stringy', but also so thick as to have bubbles in it like it's the fluid inside a lava lamp.

> Rosy flush
> Deep coral pink
These are not the same shades.
> Something arcane
Haha, get it? It's a reference to the show!

> What his biology had been designed to do
The FUNNIEST thing about reading ABO fics is that they are all written by enbies/pooners/who the fuck ever who want to 'deconstruct gender' and hate TERFs with every fibre of their being...while waxing poetic about how stringent biology is and how you cannot identify out of your omega role in their ABO fics. It's natural hypocrisy but hey, it's 'different' when they do it.
> Simple black panties
Ah, there's that feminization.
> The hair was darker here, tight curls, almost black
1. Thought it was 'short and wiry' and 2. Your pubic hair matches the hair on your head, even if it is a slightly darker shade. He's not going to have strictly black pubes.
> Sheen of slick down the insides of his thighs, heavy strings of it
But does it have bubbles?
> A stupid, low animal murmur - my mate needs me, gotta give him what he wants
Wow, adhering to biology in such a strict and essentialist way? That almost sounds TERFy! But it's OK when they do it!

> Says he gets all of his shots so he won't get Viktor pregnant
> Later has a line on how he wants to impregnate Viktor
Uh huh. Something something about 'being true to his instincts'.
> He was as deep as he could go, the tender space where something might grow
You mean the cervix, and the uterus. The uterus is past the cervix, bud.
> Like they'd been match to match, adjacent puzzle pieces
Wow, it's almost as if penis-in-vagina sex is HOW WE FUCKING PROPAGATE OUR FUCKING SPECIES TO BEGIN WITH. Jesus Christ.

> That tiny waist
Really hammering it in there that he's so uwu smol, rather than a grown man.
> Partners in every way possible for the human species
I wonder why that is, considering you're having straight sex with extra steps.
> A cluster of roaring, biological instinct
Again, fucking hilarious to have people who hate TERFs and say sex and gender aren't the same adhere to such strict evobio mantra. You can have a 'man pussy', but you absolutely cannot transition out of your omega 'secondary gender'. No no, that's impossible and against biology and we can't have that.

> Previously writes that Jayce is on shots so he doesn't get Viktor pregnant
> Still has the need to get Viktor pregnant
> says it's 'what he's made for'
Ho hum.
> Panted like a worn-out bull
Fitting, as that's the animal you resemble most.
> Oh, I made you purr
These people really are animals in human skin suits. It'd be a horror novel were it not for this trope.

BTW - pay attention to how many times Viktor's skin tone is brought up.


> Viktor's whole
Eh...did you mean hole? I don't fucking know what that is supposed to mean.
> Five climaxes around his cock
Impressive. These people don't have refractory periods so they just keep going at it like they're bacteria - cumming/reproducting every 20 minutes at this rate.

> Pale hand
> Pale fingers
> Amber eyes
> People were all different
Funny how it's the 'effeminate' white males who are always made the omegas and never the other way around. Can't have the beefy Latino be the 'bitch' because that's emasculating and 'against nature'.

> He needed to be fucked, and almost constantly
Along with no refractory period and bubbling ejaculate. What a world.
> Back arched whorishly
Glad he can do that despite the brace.
> String of slick and cum dripping down towards the comforter
Cool, you can try selling that as a DQ ice cream flavour.
> How could his instincts not roar back to life at such a vision
Because you're a senseless, baseless animal in a human skin as all 'humans' in ABO are. They literally have a higher sex drive than breeding stallions. And for what? Biology?


They've been at it non-stop for three days, without bathroom breaks, cleaning, eating or drinking. Just unceasing fucking. A spray bottle isn't going to be enough; you'll need fumigation like you're dealing with a cockroach infestation with all the fluids you're spraying everywhere.

> Purrs were becoming more frequent
Is he a puma, now?
> Enough slick to actually drink
Try selling THAT at a McDonald's.
> Kneading the swollen, sensitive patches that would be stimulated by the knot
So, in this universe, an omega's vagina has little nodes on it that allows it to be stimulated by the alpha's not-dog dick, for the purpose of arousal so as to allow easier breeding. It's one of those just-so weird things you're supposed to take as fact in this world.

> Teeth snapping at the betrayal
Calm down, you're not a shit bull.
> Fervency quelled not by a dip in hormones but by physical exhaustion
Again, they've been at this for three fucking days. Three days of non stop sex, and they have enough energy and caloric intake to do it. Even bacteria need a food source to keep propagating. Must be that magical, bubbly omega ejaculate powering them through.
> It's just your instinct
"It's just biology and I'm not a TERF if I say it."

And here we end up at the third chapter, which probably has more sex. Tighten that seat belt.

Spoiler: Chapter 3

Imagine that: fucking for days on end leads to your food supply diminishing and hunger to set in. In Viktor's case, he can't even eat unless he's actively being fucked, and they haven't even properly slept. I really want to know how their biology works considering they don't need to eat, sleep, drink or even defecate for days which no other animal on the planet does.

> Filling him to the brim and past with the umpteenth load
And Jayce here has unlimited stores of sperm and he doesn't get tired either, when realistically he would. These people are literal fuck machines with no expiration date - until, of course, Viktor starts getting rashes and fevers from 'heat sickness' because he isn't fucked on a regular basis (no really, that's the excuse given by the author).
> Medieval pangs that had affected people before modern medicine
The fuck you mean 'medieval'? It's STILL AFFECTING THEM. They just have to take suppressants so you, in your 'alpha mindset' don't kidnap and rape them for days on end.

The fact Jayce paints himself as a 'nice alpha' while saying that Viktor's childhood is a 'sad, worn-over story' is par the course. Geld him.

> He had never thought of it as the kind of thing that would happen in Piltover
Yes, because it's not as if omegas need suppressants or something so they won't be attacked on the regular by alphas because you're marauding rape beasts.
> Rub down with some alcohol wipes
Yes, PLEASE put alcohol on your genitalia. I want to hear you scream from that burn.

> To Jayce's animal, that was anathema
Oh, so they really are animals wearing human skin suits. Good to know. Why do they deserve human rights, again?
> Messy hair and a half-week's work of unshaven beard
He's also had one shower in that entire week of fucking, and probably hasn't even brushed his teeth. Of course people wouldn't feel safe: he resembles a fucking meth-addicted bum!

Oh look at that, a woman at last! And she's a beta, which means she's a nobody in society...rather typical, don't you think?
> Some old fashioned view of human hormone dynamics
So old fashioned your entire society is structured around it and you need to make special injections just to help omegas survive. So progressive, much science.

> Skin as white as paper
We get it, he's the whitest white man to ever exist. It's not as if you'd write any other race.
> Only then collected enough to summon the cause of it all
...Summon what? This is an incomplete sentence.
> Bruises on his white skin already
We know he's white, give it a goddamn rest! You'd never focus this much on skin tone if he was darker than a Greek man, be honest.

Imagine needing to take an injection to save your life and the first thing that comes to your 'adoring alpha's' mind is that it resembles his dick. Typical penis nigger.

> Less than nothing, it was, to pick him up
Why are you talking like Yoda?
> Even scorched to a crisp his scent had its allure
Just like a Haitian barbecue, right?
> Despite the chill Jayce was hard
Imagine suffering and nearly dying from a fever and yet your adoring alpha has a boner and you decide to fuck him anyways because it's the only 'cure' you can get. What a fucking joke.
> Sounds like an engine failing to properly start
Oh, so he's a Ford.
> Tight without resistance, swallowing him with ease
Weren't you literally dying five minutes ago?

> The thought of Viktor being comforted from this was too erotic
My man was almost dying, and yet, the only cure is to get dicked down. So much for needing those syringes to save your life when you could've hopped on that dick one more time.
> Well behaved
He thought about his dick when the needle was going in Viktor's arm, remember that.
> Human animals
We are animals, yes. Surprised you didn't know this.
> Caring for each other in the most base, instinctual way
That's why your entire society is stratified around alphas being the top and omegas being the second-class citizens and there are no uprisings, revolutions or even transitions because if you are born alpha you stay an alpha, and if you were born an omega you stay one because biology matters. Ho hum.
> The orgasm seemed to go on forever
Not bad for someone who just collapsed from a heatstroke due to not getting fucked for two hours. Ah-ah-ah indeed.

> Blood-stained breath
Hot. But you need to keep fucking him because that's a cure.
> Purple and smeared red because the brightest colours on his empty complexion
...that is not a healthy complexion that is something you'd see on a plague victim, what the fuck
> padding around the nest and straightening thins up
Glad to know it resembles and smells like a hoarder's house because you didn't bathe, wash or clean that shit for a week. disgusting. Rats know better.

White lips aren't a sign of good health, btw. And stick to a single shade for Viktor's eyes, ffs.

Oh...we're thesaurus sucking! Quotidian:

1. Something that returns or is expected every day; specifically, in medicine, a fever whose paroxysms return every day.
2. A cleric or church officer who does daily duty.
3. Payment given for such duty.

• Daily; occurring or returning daily: as, a quotidian fever.

She used the wrong word for the wrong description, lmao.
> He was certainly used to taking injections
I love how Jayce is shocked at this despite knowing this is what omegas do just to fucking survive and be normal. What an introspective person, this Jayce. It's not like alphas ever have to worry about being attacked or looked down upon, right?
> Like the resurfacing of some great, suffocating whale
Uh, what? Whales go up to the surface when they need to breathe. If they're suffocating they're just going to drown. The fuck?

Always love these shitbull descriptions. Makes me want to turn these people into human coats Sam Hyde style.
> That was the nature of their species
OH, you're telling ME that alphas are SO POLITE omegas have to GO OUT OF THEIR WAY to take special injections so they won't attack them? This 'human nature' sounds so fucking great! Really breaking down gender roles here!


God, they can never shed the goddamn clichés or stereotypes. They love this shit, despite saying how much they hate it on BookTok or wherever. They gobble this shit up.
> Questionable fertility
Jayce is already taking injections so he won't knock him up and I thought omegas weren't seen as mere breeding stock - oh, wait. It clearly is a medieval society despite being the 'City of Progress'. Nice.
> They didn't have any consideration for children
Funny how their entire worth is based on reproducing and siring offspring. Sounds almost bioessentialist.

And oh, are Viktor's eyes amber now? I thought they were brass.

Copper rubbed between human fingers smells metallic, not mechanical. Learn the difference.

Interesting how Viktor still emits a 'scent' despite being mostly biomechanical at this point. Is the author saying you can't escape biology? That sounds awfully transphobic/TERFy!

Wow, that's a lot of focus on how absolutely gorgeous his white skin is. It's almost like white skin is the best and these authors won't ever write a skin tone darker than olive-skinned. White pride worldwide, baby!

> Viktor was terrible at building nests
Probably because he's not a fucking bird.
> In all timelines, in all universes, I'll always love you
Just not the one where Vi dies. You don't meet there. Guess you die alone in your ruts, LMAO

The world was so perfect you still have your stratified society on top of class warfare and an entire class of people who are restrained by their biology and cannot identify or transition out of it Because Biology Matters and need to take special medicines so alphas won't rape them. It's a gender deconstruction of our world, alright? Forget how it manages to take all the worst things of sexism and put it into overdrive - it's fine when they do it. It's progressive! Forget the human dog dicks and omega vaginas that appear out of nowhere - we're talking about gender!

It's all about base animal instinct here and how biology matters - in the context of ABO. Anywhere else you're a fucking TERF and deserve to lose your teeth and don't think too hard about the porn, bigot.

Lookie here: the ABDL have entered the fray.

And of course, there has to be another pedophilia fic. I archived the first chapter here.


That's right: you have a violent, sex offending teenager that is going to groom a ten-year-old in a mental ward. Usually, those kinds of people are segregated from the rest due to their own safety. The author had the gall to say to be proud of her for writing this shit.

 

[Paper Machete]

Shameless double post. These people want (to fantasize at least about) a big strong man to wife them up hard but instead of just writing about that straight (lol) they try to act like it's a totally cool and queer fantasy concept that is a (non) commentary on gender roles. There is nothing wrong with writing "generic" romances, they're quite cozy and a staple for a reason. But noooo they don't want to get piledriven by a fire fighter or something that's patriarchal brainwashing!! None of that here! Don't look under the hood this is totally gay sex and not constant rumination on what being impregnated is like!

Also, am I the only one that gets super icked by them always describing scent glands explicitly. As I understand it it's a newer thing too. I don't remember any older stuff ever having that as a convention. It used to just straight up be totally not werewolf sex IIRC.

 

[Petrusha the White]

Omegaverse CAN'T work as a feminist critique even if you approach it as one because the authors can never resist having one character in their ship be the alpha, the other be the omega, and they end the fic as a couple. It's a feminist critique in the sense that omegas are clearly meant to stand in for all the worst stereotypes and social expectations of women... and then doesn't follow through on its own point by having the omega come to de facto embrace their role and have this be a happy ending. It'd be like if The Handmaid's Tale ended with the main character getting good dick once and deciding that actually this whole handmaid gig is a pretty sweet deal.
And you can't deconstruct this. This is literally baked into the premise. Even if you wrote a fic where it's an omega/omega pairing and it ended with the main characters overthrowing da patriarchy alphariarchy and castrating all moids alphas, you can't undo the fact that at the end of the day the omegas will still go into heat without fancy medicine and turn into braindead cockhungry whores who need to be raped by alphas because that's their sole purpose in life. If you remove that part, you're not writing omegaverse anymore.
Trying to write a feminist critique using this premise is like trying to write a story about how it's okay to be bald and having all the characters be sasquatches. You can make 'em shave, but they're still sasquatches, and it'll still ultimately be a pro-hair story.
If omegas are supposed to represent women, then the moral of the story will always be that women are biologically hardwired to be inferior to men (alphas), and you can disguise this with birth control (heat suppressants) but it will still always be there, under the surface, waiting for the day you run out of medicine. Yeah, no thanks.

Like most others in this thread I'm not a fan of omegaverse, but I consider it tolerable if the author doesn't actually try to turn it into some kind of feminist deconstruction. There are omegaverse stories where the omegas AREN'T supposed to stand in for le poor oppressed wimminz of the world. It's just a dogfuck rapeworld that exists purely because the author thinks it's hot.
Trying to tie your insane porn into real social causes is retarded. And not in the least because the "legitimacy" that the social cause tie-in confers takes away the thing that makes insane fictional porn acceptable and basically harmless: the presumption that it's not real and it doesn't matter.
Someone who writes the most jaw-droppingly disgusting omegaverse porn with the most batshit possible plotlines but does so while not pretending it means anything deeper than "this gives me the tinglies downstairs" has their head on their shoulders much more firmly than someone who writes relatively vanilla omegaverse while thinking they're actually making some kind of cogent feminist point. The former understands that it's just schlock to get off to, and can drop it when she's done. The latter is hallucinating omegaverse dynamics in real life whenever she sees a traditional heterosexual couple with 2.5 kids.

I imagine that a lot of people trying to shove social causes into their fic do so because it makes them feel more serious and legitimate, and they're deathly embarrassed of the idea of writing something purely to be self-indulgent or escapist. I imagine that others do this because they're legitimately too brainrotted to divorce anything from their cause du jour, and can probably find connections to the Israel-Palestine war in their morning bowl of corn flakes.

 

[Quarter Pounder]

Been reading this thread over a couple of days and I find it genuinely unsettling. It’s been well over a decade since I read fanfiction or browsed fandom stuff in general. I don’t remember it being anywhere near this depraved, but it was starting to creep in. Would it be correct to say the fanfiction scene is overwhelmingly a grooming horror show now? I miss the days of having a bunch of comments calling your OC a Mary Sue.

 

[A Bit Concerning]

Seeing this post on Xitter made me think of your comment. Ghost manages to torture someone with a blowtorch but can't manage to tell Soap he's got a great ass/body/whatever. Yeah. That's how this works.

Why do they latch onto just the MW characters? I haven't played a COD campaign past BO2 so maybe things are different now, but they always fixate on the MW characters and I don't know why. Not saying that the characters in the original games were flat, but I have yet to see any gay pooner Mason x Woods fanfics posted here.

To be fair, didn't "old" Ghost originally have like 10 lines before dying horribly (spoilers for a 15-year-old game, I guess)? I don't think his popularity was ever based on much more than "heyy this guy looks cool.

The scene was set up really well and made you feel a lot of anger towards Shepard for both killing Ghost and for selling out TF141, even if the former had very little personality. There's a reason people latched onto Ghost and not the other 3 guys who came to the estate with Ghost and Roach who arguably got screwed even more, because they didn't even know they were being set up when they died. They also made a comic about him, but it has almost no relevance to he actual game.

 

[jray4559]

Been reading this thread over a couple of days and I find it genuinely unsettling. It’s been well over a decade since I read fanfiction or browsed fandom stuff in general. I don’t remember it being anywhere near this depraved, but it was starting to creep in. Would it be correct to say the fanfiction scene is overwhelmingly a grooming horror show now? I miss the days of having a bunch of comments calling your OC a Mary Sue.

Anything that the Tumblr crowd likes, yes, grooming show. If you're in a fandom that tumblr types don't obsess over, especially fandoms that are more male-friendly, there is some level of escape from that kind of thing, believe it or not. also, fanfiction.net specifically seems to be a bit more resistant to that kind of thing than AO3, which is 99.9% infected with horrible kinks and general poonery. (Take how RWBY fanfictions currently are, for instance, on FFN it's mainly generic hero's journey fanfics of the main male character, over on AO3 it's a mix of fapping material and those dramatic soap-opera like stuff. Some full-on poonery, but honestly not as bad as it could be), although RWBY is probably a unique case due to how the show progressed.
Older fandoms that had a lot of male interest (Touhou an obvious one here) are also not that badly infected with this kind of thing.

The thing is, if it's not poonery and womanly drama stuff, you'll probably instead have to deal with male harem-y stuff where the male lead gets to have sex with every woman in the show and/or the depraved kinks that men like. I know which one of the two I'd rather run through, but you know, still not really anything that robust. Most fanfic writing that isn't based on some sort of sexual interaction has basically died off. Which is sad, really, because that's the one segment that holds my interest and keeps me looking through for more. Hell, even the ones where the characters are all just shoved in a high school and speak like 2000s Disney Channel sitcoms have more charm and interest to me that what the whole fanfic sphere has currently become. Sex Sex Sex gets tiring.

 

[Paper Machete]

Why do they latch onto just the MW characters?

It's a well known, mainstream gaming franchise and the reboots of MW came out at a good time to be pooner bait. 1. typically conventionally attractive action guy cast 2. because of their job and the plot spend lots of time together in stressful situations 3. suitably shallow setting and plot (in the sense it's not difficult to understand and therefor write fanfic about) where writing AUs in the fandom are typical due to the little room given in the campaigns for creativity.

If it's easily accessible as a fandom as CoD is because it's pretty well known then it will have a pooner fanbase. CoD itself started to cater to "the Woke:tm:" so that doesn't help either.

(The irony of a game based on guys who IRL would likely be some flavor of scary sociopath for good or ill in their line of work who would be sicked on mystery meat terrorists being a favorite for pooners who screech about Gaza is not lost on me. Reading through the SF community watch thread just adds to the amusements. Ironically, they're probably right about someone like Ghost being a flavor of tism but not in the quirky, fun way. ETA: apparently the guy that Price is based off of got busted for CP. All those deraged fics about the characters being into depraved shit is probably more on the mark than even the pooners themselves realize. I shouldn't find it so fucking funny, but out of all the marks for pooners who are so fembrained in the writing to hit, and it's that one. You just can't make some shit up.)

 

[Magic Pickle]

I don't necessarily think any of this is a bad thing except for when people get hung up on weird shit like the BDSM omegaverse shit. I mean we all go on about pornsickness but honestly a lot of the porn men watch has nothing on whatever fujoshi can pull out her ass and write 100k words about.

There is also the element in which fandoms encourage escalation: hang around enough fandom spaces and many are happy to try and indoctrinate one another into more concerning fetishes. Because so many fandoms have such a negative reaction to any sort of criticism, it makes it very easy to avoid anyone taking you to task for making nauseating, alarming works - simply accuse them of kink-shaming (or my favorite excuse, which is "suppressing queer sexuality") and have them written off as a hater. Fandoms also have the unique issue in which, given their proximity to creative spaces as a whole, their kinds of escalation will rapidly affect anyone in their orbit. Yuck!

Omegaverse CAN'T work as a feminist critique even if you approach it as one because the authors can never resist having one character in their ship be the alpha, the other be the omega, and they end the fic as a couple. It's a feminist critique in the sense that omegas are clearly meant to stand in for all the worst stereotypes and social expectations of women... and then doesn't follow through on its own point by having the omega come to de facto embrace their role and have this be a happy ending. It'd be like if The Handmaid's Tale ended with the main character getting good dick once and deciding that actually this whole handmaid gig is a pretty sweet deal.

This is essentially my take on the matter; it doesn't matter how thoroughly one would think out such a setting because its overall premise and basic execution is entirely incongruent with anything remotely feminist. Knowing its popularity with pooners also makes me suspicious of such a claim, because pooners aren't exactly known to be the most open-minded and egalitarian of young ladies these days. I won't politisperg too hard about it (we've got a whole subforum for it) but it does make me skeptical about anyone trying to act as if their porn is scathing political commentary. Can't you just jerk off to weird shit and shut up?

As for the popularity of MW, I could easily see it as a matter of many women preferring male-oriented content over female-oriented content by sheer virtue of the "fix it" mentality: fandoms seem to usually be less prolific the more the original IP actually adheres to the whims of its fanbase. I wish I had more than anecdotal evidence to back it up because it's more common than it may seem at first glance, but it's as if they prefer to fantasize about what isn't there than to appreciate what is.

Case in point: while Our Flag Means Death had a very dedicated fanbase due to having actual transgender and gay characters in the show, it's obvious many fandom types still prefer to go over to productions like MW and turn thick-muscled hardened military men into blushing, gasping milksops. Given that the protagonist of OFMD was generally more in line with such a vision, why go after Soap instead? It practically shatters his character to depict him like that, so why not go for the characters that are already established to be that way?

Red, White & Royal Blue and Heartstopper both depicted the kind of mewling man that would genuinely read books on the love language of flowers, but instead there seems to be a preference in reaching for broad-shouldered powerhouses like Batman or doomed anorexics like Viktor from Arcane to assign this kind of trait to. Is the appeal the incongruence? A sense of rebellion? Is it just genuine stupidity and inability to actually engage with the original works themselves? Feels like it's a fertile ground to explore in terms of fandom and psyche, but most people in fandom aren't cerebral enough to examine this too deeply.

 

[Paper Machete]

Feels like it's a fertile ground to explore in terms of fandom and psyche, but most people in fandom aren't cerebral enough to examine this too deeply.

As a creative impulse exploring what isn't is exactly part of the point of most fanfic. If you're getting everything out of the og already you just go back to that over and over. It's done in often a very juvenile way because the low bar for entry but there it is.

As for the other it's as simple as 1. He's attractive because he's strong and masculine 2. But wait toxic masculinity egads 3. Being a literal little girl/young woman who doesn't know how to write the basic cognition of mature adult, let alone a male one. It's that simple.

The people writing most of this stuff are not self aware, intelligent, or genuinely working to be good at writing. They legit most of the time do not know how to parse these things.