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I have a story that's not "horror" worthy, but it is chuckle worthy. There's this schizo called Jsebas19 in Nikke fanfiction circles who's notorious for hating the series and dicksucking fanfiction authors, and it got so uncomfortable he got banned from both Space Battles and Questionable Questing.
Found him again in a recent series fighting for the rights of fanfic authors:

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Funniest part is that he accuses someone of samefagging, but that's exactly what he's doing. He has a second account for some reason:
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One other funny incident this Duran writer had was when he at one point stopped doing commissions of My Hero Academia fanfics with hetero Deku
Funny that it's people who hetero ship the protagonist that pissed someone off this time; the MHA fandom has a reputation for particularly rabid yaoi shippers and I'm pretty sure that's the defining negative stereotype of the series' fans. I even saw it used as a cautionary tale for other fandoms (someone complaining about Gojo shippers in the Jujutsu Kaisen fandom said that his fear was it "turning into the MHA fandom").

Honestly learning about Duran was funnier than I thought it would be. I initially just thought he was worth mentioning because I constantly see his name pop up in every weeb fandom on AO3 alongside weird fetish fics involving black men. I was not expecting him to have an autistic hyperfixation on humans having sex with Pokemon. I saw there's a Community Watch thread on the online black people fetish community specifically, do you think mentioning fanfic writers like this would be relevant there?
 
Insane AF fanfic writers like Duran are known to be plentiful, but are there examples of Commissioners being insane AF too? Here's this one guy, MaiBaom, / (Archive) who is apparently obsessed with paying commissions for fanart and fanfics of Yuzu Aihara (from citrus) constantly shitting her panties:

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Xitter profile (obviously NSFW) / Archive

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He co-wrote this fanfic of, you guessed it, Yuzu shitting herself and wearing diapers:

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Link / Archive

And here's two more Yuzu panty-shitting fanfics that he commissioned for:

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Came across this video on another thread that I think fits here, especially since the issue of degeneracy in "women's literature" has been festering around the fanfiction side of the internet for a lot longer. The issues mentioned in the video have taken over the industry but you can directly track them to fanfiction origins.


One thing I was thinking about one day is why there are so few male fanfiction writers, and then it hit me. They do, but we don't call their works fanfiction—we call them alt-history. Once you consider alt-history scenarios to be a type of fanfiction about history and put and emphasis on world building, then we have a way better gender balance.
A lot of alt-history writers have written straight up fanfiction before, there's a good chunk of Mass Effect and Game of Thrones fics which are written by them in the exact same style of "what if x happened?". There's a few other fandoms which draw similar spergs like a month to a flame. Worm is one of the bigger ones, lotta male writers there doing their alt-history "but what if X" stuff on Space Battles.

Ok I am very late to this discussion but as someone who dabbles I am gonna say you are both kinda right. It's not that there isn't fanfiction written by men, it's that they write in a very different way and engage with the topic in a very different way. It's that old adage of men writing about things and events while women write about people.

This is speculation on my part but I would also wager the sorts of plot in porn fics and how they are written really helps them get produced a lot easier and faster than with fics that have plot. You don't have to think as much about setting, plot, how the universe in general works and how the overall story goes. Most of these "fics" are barely more than original works just using the costume of the intellectual property they claim to be a fan work of for set dressing. Like really, how many of these yaoi Arcane fics could you just remove all references to League of Legends and literally remain the exact same story with zero plot or character changes? Like how 50 Shades of Grey was originally a Twilight fanfic and the author just removed all Twilight references.
 
Most of these "fics" are barely more than original works just using the costume of the intellectual property they claim to be a fan work of for set dressing.
I found perhaps the biggest example of this today. I noticed that one of the video games with the most fanfiction was Minecraft. Why would you write fanfiction about a game with essentially zero story, characters, or lore? Well, the answer is: it's not really Minecraft fanfiction at all, just fanfiction of YouTubers who play it.
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Now this read me down a road of a bit of autistic data analysis, because like most Zoomers I grew up with Minecraft and Minecraft content on YouTube and yet none of the YouTubers mentioned were ones I recognized from my childhood. I was mainly into Minecraft during what I would argue were its peak years immediately after full release, 2011-2013, when it was basically inescapable online. There was this whole side of YouTube dedicated to Minecraft with YouTubers like CaptainSparklez, DanTDM, AntVenom, Stampylonghead, SkyDoesMinecraft, BajanCanadian, etc. plus big names like PewDiePie and Tobuscus who were prominent for Minecraft content but also played other things a lot. Now, I never thought much about fanfiction about any of those guys being a thing, but you'd think if fanfiction about the Minecraft YouTube community was so huge, I'd recognize some of the names, right?

So I filtered to see exactly when this shit was being written, and the results surprised me. Out of a current number of over 101,000 Minecraft fics on AO3, less than 1,000 were written prior to the 2020s, despite its astronomical popularity during the 2010s.
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Then the new decade hits, and in the 2020 over 6,000 fanfictions are written, many times more than all the years before combined. It peaks in 2021 with nearly 44,000 Minecraft-related fanfictions, then over 26,000 in 2022 (so the majority of Minecraft fanfictions were from the years 2021-2022), and finally over 12,500 in 2023. Less than 12,000 have been written since 2024 started. Still a lot more than before the decade, but for some reason it's not a Minecraft fanfiction phenomenon or even a Minecraft YouTuber fanfiction phenomenon, but something specifically about these DreamSMP guys that caused all this shit to be written. That ended a while ago afaik, so I guess that's why there are less fanfictions in the Minecraft section being written.
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I guess the takeaway is that the 2020s Minecraft community is very different from what I remember as a kid, because we never used to write fanfiction about our favorite YouTubers. And
 
See that is exactly what I mean. None of those fics have anything to do with Minecraft, they are all just people (mostly women) gooning to twinks (a lot of whom were underage when the DreamSMP was going on BTW) who happen to be in a Minecraft setting. They are actually writing about the yaoi softboy romance and sex, and the Minecraft is just window dressing that allowed for these characters to interact with one another.
 
My fanfic writing friend was recently informed that someone made a TvTropes page for his story. He was scared because he doesn’t know what that is. Should I keep him blessedly ignorant?
 
DreamSMP fandom was less women, more high school girls/theyfabs/pooners. It imploded when the YouTubers were deemed problematic. The younger the fandom skews, the stupider it is. That one skewed young and dumb.

My fanfic writing friend was recently informed that someone made a TvTropes page for his story. He was scared because he doesn’t know what that is. Should I keep him blessedly ignorant?

Probably kindest to keep him ignorant.
 
My fanfic writing friend was recently informed that someone made a TvTropes page for his story. He was scared because he doesn’t know what that is. Should I keep him blessedly ignorant?
Is it bad to have a TVTropes page for your fanfiction? I would just take it to mean that it's popular. All they do is write stuff like "this character is a defrosting ice queen" or whatever patterns they recognize that also happen in other media.
 
Is it bad to have a TVTropes page for your fanfiction? I would just take it to mean that it's popular. All they do is write stuff like "this character is a defrosting ice queen" or whatever patterns they recognize that also happen in other media.
I think I'm more worried about him taking Tropers "advice" to heart. Being given writing tips by a gaggle of autistic pop culture bureaucrats is nothing but bad news.
 
This is a prequel to problematicism's Omegaverse series. In case you needed more proof that this AU is nothing more than sexual apartheid that makes Sharia Law and the restrictions in the Chinese Imperial Harem look like a walk in the park, here you go. The first installment can be found here, if you need a refresher, but you really don't. The worldbuilding speaks for itself.
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> Alphas sought out omegas deemed fertile
You know how bulls will taste the urine of a cow to make sure she's in heat? This is that. IIRC, this author was the one who wrote that, 'thankfully', alphas have moved on from pissing on fire hydrants to 'scenting' each other like they're fungi releasing spores into the wind.
> His crooked teeth
His front teeth as slightly crooked, but otherwise, his teeth are pretty damn good for someone who doesn't need braces. I have seen crooked teeth and his aren't it. It does show that alpha beauty standards are, shall we say, Eurocentric.
> Life would not be some sweeping romantic fairy tale
This entire thing is a fairy tale come true. Omegas have to wear slave collars so they don't get raped. They are second-class citizens.
> They were taught to prioritize their health, to walk with elegance, and to ensure that an alpha would choose them
They're literal Chinese concubines sans footbinding. It's the worst elements of misogyny but make it ~progressive.~
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> Present feeling of affection curling of inside him
> He is brutally aware of what that affection means
I'm glad he does otherwise I'd call him an autistic retard who can't read social cues.
> A nest shared just between the two of them
They call beds 'nests' like they're nesting birds. I wonder what would happen if I released a bunch of vermin in said nest.
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> The blanket reeks of Jayce's uniquely alphean scent
And what is this scent? It's woodsy, manly, masculine, muscular and anything that screams I AM A MANLY MAN, BRO, SMELL THIS TESTOSTERONE, BROTHER. Omegas are all sweet, dainty, feminine and proper. They're a degree away of foot-binding and wearing those fancy nails Chinese empresses wore.
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> Drags his wrists along Viktor's shoulders, a subtle scenting technique
Along with their wrists, they have the glands in their necks so they can get a 'mating bite' that will cement them to their mate. Omegaverse involves strict monogamy, with absolutely no polyamorous setups or extramarital affairs allowed. There are no out-of-wedlock births and no divorces. It comes off as very, very conservative - and none of the authors writing it seem to realize that.
> I just don't want any alpha messing with you when you walk along
Along with a dogmatic conservative society, rape is either treated harshly or just brushed off as Alpha Bros Doing Alpha Things. There are few laws protecting omegas from rapist alphas and they are basically told to sequester themselves inside when alphas go into heat, or when they go into heat, or else they are asking for gangbangs. Luckily, our crippled omega here doesn't go through that - just kidding, he does, and his heats are worse because he was begging for dick the entire time.
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> They look like the colors of House Talis
You already wrote that he felt like he was 'owned' by Jayce, and wrote him being decked out in his colours twice. Hell, it only happened a few paragraphs ago. Too focused on writing child sex, I see.
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> Preening under women's flirtatious smiles
He's mad because they're adults and not 15-year-olds singing up on FETLIFE.
> Viktor tries to not let it bother him
They have vaginas just like you do, asshole. No reason to act superior when those bony-ass hips of yours would snap like twigs when you start filling up with 'pups' like a bitch getting the roundabout from every mutt in the neighbourhood.
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> I'm not jealous of Jayce
Says Doodle Dmitri, while sounding jealous of Jayce. Truth be told, he does nothing wrong here, but Jayce decides to butt in and bare his teeth and growl and act like a rabid shitbull who's got a toddler in this sights. 'Alphean' instincts include: fist fights against other males when they treaten your territory and/or property, dick-swinging sword fights to see who is the biggest and baddest and who can piss and cum the hardest; and, most important, biting each other's faces off to get the real lupine experience. The one thing they won't do is eat their own shit because Omegaverse ladies are ~dainty ~ and the only fluids here are the gallons of semen our alphas produce.
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> Dissuade the omegean instincts
And what are these? Doing anything to avoid rape and abuse from 'protective' alphas. He has to stand there and be crowded into a tiny space from BIG BAD ALPHA MALE who can smell your fear and arousal like a bloodhound shoving his nose in your crotch.
> You're not my alpha. You don't get to boss me around
'But you make me wet and horny so of course I'll do whatever you want, sir.'
> For an alpha-made nest, it is fine enough
I wonder what crackhead alpha males make.
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> That alphas often hold a sort of pride to be able to provide for their omega before their heat
The only time they act like house husbands is when it comes to a universal guarantee for sex. What does that remind you of?
> Keeping the body hydrated
As Aunt Carol has pointed out, all that semen and all that slick would lead to rapid dehydration. They would drop dead like fruit flies after their orgies.
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> He is a broken omega
Oh, poor you. The guy who got his ankles caved in by Kathy Bates in 'Misery' had a worse fate than you. You're just upset you can't be fucked 24/7.
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> There is little time for meandering thoughts and whatever his intentions might be
Ah, the classic, 'I am NOT turned on my you, but here's a scene where I furiously masturbate into a pillow BECAUSE I AM ADDICTED TO YOUR DICK!' trope.
> This is beneath me. This is pathetic
LMAO HE'S LITERALLY FUCKING INTO A BODY PILLOW
> Woodsy scent of Jayce. Purely alphean, strong, warm
Man is when muscles, strong, masculine scents and big penis.
> The faint metallic scent of the forge, the chemicals of the lab
Nothing like huffin' in chlorine, eh?
> Beneath him, fucking into him
Nice bait. Jayce is the top here because this author operates by fixed dynamics. Alphas don't get penetrated because, as MGCraig told us, that's a big no-no. Omegaverse does indeed have its own version of homophobia because penis-in-vagina sex is considered the only true sex, and everything else is 'an affront to biology that merits consideration'.
> He thinks Jayce might like the fact he would be Viktor's first
> Persistent tradition of omegean purity in their society
Yeah if omegas fuck around they will find out, and if they have kids out of wedlock they are promptly thrown aside. It's a religious fundamentalist society without religion. These authors have a bizarre obsession with virginity and that is explained why they write this character so young: if you can corrupt something pure, you can make them do anything. Plus she is a Gypsy and they start having kids at 12, so...it fits.
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Pathetically in love indeed. If you read the other installment, they fuck like dogs and Viktor might find out he is capable of 'siring pups' all along. Such traditional, Hallmark-esque romance. Where's the 'aw shucks' Grandpa and the ever-supporting black female character? Oh wait, don't answer that. Anne Rice: Gypsy edition already made a cuck out of her.

An author who wrote pedophilia for the Witcher fandom has decided to move on to the pairing du jour, with a 15-year-old getting anally gaped to the point their rim goes 'bloodless'. The fic is unavailable to non-AO3 users, but I am here with the screenshots to give you all the horrid, morbid deets. Notable lines from this fic are:
- His perfect little whore, presenting his holes for enjoyment
- rosy furl of his asshole
- getting his boy off from getting his back hole reamed
- You're a slut, an insatiable whore. Why would the universe have blessed you with these pretty holes?
- His pussy spasmed, those pretty pink lips gaping open, begging for a dick that wasn't there (this is a 15-year-old we are talking about).
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> Naked except for the white knee-high socks
You know a troon wrote this when:
> Usually pale cheeks
We love our white skin, don't we? Makes the pedophilia go so much better because white skin is sacred.
> Skinny thighs, appreciating how much of the boy's skin he covered with his palms
He's just uwu so smol.
> His skinny frame
> Those thin legs
> Sweet ass, surprisingly plush considering how thin the boy was everywhere else
If he's thinner than an Auschwitz victim, then no, he's not going to have an ass. The fat goes first.
> Fleshy curve of Viktor's cheeks
Again, what ass?
> Perfect little whore, presenting his holes for Jayce's enjoyment
He's 15 by the way. We're talking about a 15-year-old being a whore.
> Rosy furl of his asshole
15 and already has a rosebud that can put Adriana Chechnik to shame.
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> In fact, the first time Jayce fucked him had been up the ass
Very masc. Now, given his age, it makes me wonder WHEN our Latino pedo here decided to first do it.
> Jayce almost turned him inside out, the boy's pink walls clinging to him
So he gave him an anal prolapse with that fire extinguisher dick. Nothing like having blown-out insides before you're even 18. You won't need an enema at that rate.
> Only surpassed by the brutal gape he'd left Viktor with after
Again, this is a 15-year-old he's talking about, though it may well be younger because there's no way this pedo fuck waited until the kid was 15.
> getting his boy off from getting his back hole reamed
Thank God you told me which hole - I'd never know which one got gaped.
> The obscene way Viktor's asshole stretched around Jayce's fingers
What, does he have Yeti puncher hands?
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> Three fingers was smaller than Jayce's dick
Oh, so the Coke Can dick. He really does have the Yeti hands.
> Curled down a little to rub at Viktor's g-spot through his walls
We do not have a g-spot in our ass because we do not have a prostate.
> Jayce didn't want to hurt his boy
> Describes the myriad ways he wants to hurt his boy from the violent, hardcore pornography he just watched
Yeah, that fits. Female anuses aren't as thick as male ones, so what he's doing here is pure physical assault.
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> When the widest part of Jayce's hand pushed against the muscle
He really does have yeti hands. First, three fingers are 'not as large' as his dick, so we're to assume his dick is monstrous, as well as his hands.
> Slim little body
This is a 15-year-old.
> You're a slut, Viktor, an insatiable whore. Why else would the universe have blessed you with these pretty holes?
This is a 15-year-old he's talking about.
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> He was also weak
It's not ableism when we do it, sweaty 💅
> I spent so much time researching this, baby
But not the fact that a 15-year-old's anus is NOT built for what you are demanding of it and you were 'inspired' by hardcore, violent pornography. So much research and you couldn't figure out that male and female anuses aren't even of the same thickness. But who cares - we need to see a 15-year-old get fisted.
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> Wiping Viktor's face as though he were a child
...HE IS ONE. I have said this many, many times: the ONLY reason they even write this shit is because Jayce is hot. If he was ugly it would be a nightmare because they can't masturbate to it.
> Roughly dragged his fingers over his little dick
Oh I'm sure it's 'little' compared to something that gives a teenage trans boi an anal prolapse.
> His pussy spasmed, those pretty pink lips gaping open, begging for a dick that wasn't there
This is a 15-year-old.
> Thighs shaking like he was having a seizure
I'm surprised he isn't having one.
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> It was the way his rim went thin and bloodless as it stretched to its limit
His hands are clearly bigger than a serving platter for it to do that.
> His hand sunk fully inside, his hole snapping closed around his wrist like a rubber band
I highly doubt it's that elastic after all those gapes. Eventually he will need surgery just to keep the shit in.
> (He) had done what most grown men struggled with without the assistance of drugs and long hours of prep
Yes, we're to believe a child just performed a feat that makes Goatse look amateurish, and that guy wanted to shove a volleyball up there.
> He knew where the rectum ended, where the sigmoid colon began
Yes, he wants to shove his entire arm up there. Because a 15-year-old can clearly do that.
> People shoved toys that exceeded two feet up there with no ill effects
With PRACTICE and PREPARATION. Men have shoved everything from horse dildos to Dora the Explorer toothbrushes, to didgeridoos and glass jars. This is a teenager who is expected to do all of that when their body doesn't have the physics for it.
> Images of men elbow deep in their partners flash in his mind's eye
If you are writing porn where you imagine a 15-year-old with a fist up their ass, you might be a pedophile.
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Nothing like filming CHILD PORNOGRAPHY so you can get your fix. Committing Jeffrey Epstein-level crimes are A-OK if you look hot. You, too, can get a pass as a pedophile provided you give the author an orgasm.
I was not joking about this author having a pregnancy, rape and pedophilia fetish. These were found in her Witcher fics:
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'Sexually aggressive minor' should NEVER be used in a sentence, ever. Pedophilia isn't a kink, you're just a degenerate bitch who wished her rapist stepfather was hot.

Let's try something that involves adults this time around. This academic-drama features pussy slapping and a reclusive hot professor with the body of Adonis taking on a new charge...after some dick sucking, of course. Lines for this fic include:
- rouge frilled lips of his cunt
- feeling the wetness of him squelch against his palm and splatter
- a wet hot velvet glove around his cock

This fic was beta-read by bunnypoem, and yet the bitch still couldn't catch how ridiculous 'rouge frilled lips' sounds. Know what it reminds me of? This:
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Rouge-filled lips, everybody!

We begin with Viktor reading off a list that he has not been assigned a professor for his proposal. Sky, the black stand-in, discovers that she has been picked, but Viktor has not. In this AU, Viktor is the adopted son of the Kirammans so if he wants, he can go to them and get some strings pulled, but he doesn't out of pride and does not want people to think he's there because of his parents' money. He ends up going to Jayce's office, where we get a sudden POV change and a dick sucking.
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Nice to see that Jayce always takes away Viktor's accomplishments, leaving him with the begging bowl and forced to suck dick like any good trans man has to. Funny how trans men can never be seen as independent, powerful scientists in their own right. They have to beg from 'cis' men to get what they want.
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> He looked handsome
> Tanned skin
The perfect contrast to our white, swan-necked, alabaster, creamy-skinned pooner.
> As if he were his councilor mother, as if the Kiramman name meant anything in his office
Their money funds your clinic and your research so yeah, that name has a lot of power. Also, queercatfan sentence structure spotted.
> Full of milk-teeth and rage
Why does an adult male still have his baby teeth?
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> Had the young man not been told no in recent years?
> The young man is not, he knows, the carefully protected well-bred high society protégé
You just answered your own question.
> But something more...confusing and perhaps aroused?
You tell me. The POV change hit me like whiplash.
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> Jayce is even more sure he would report him to the ethnics board for taking advantage of a student
> He had his own private investors
So why is he concerned, then?
> Would he swallow or gag around him?
Depends - how big are you? If we're going with the classic Coke Can I think there'll be some choking involved.
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> He was a pretty thing, a strikingly pretty thing really, pale and sharp-edged
Tim Burton gets shit for saying only white people look good in his gothic style, yet when Jayviks do it it's...queer representation, or some shit.
> Too young for him by twenty years
Hey, at least he's an ADULT. He's not a naïve teenager. If he wants to ride that Hispanic Hog like a Hell's Angels, he can do it.
> A pretty little thing
You said that twice already.
> Oh, it was a scandal in the making
I thought you said scandals wouldn't affect you because you have private investors? 🤨
> It was a lovely thing
Make this the third time.
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> He is again reminded of a puppy
This is a first. Usually Jayce is the dog.
> A sweet little puppy
Take a drink every time 'sweet little X' is used.
> It went in line with his own work into lung diseases within the undercity
We know; that was his introduction. You don't need to describe it twice. Why would he need his dick sucked if he recognizes Viktor's geniuse?
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> His half-hard cock
I'm amazed he wasn't so hard he could plow through the North Sea. A pale, pretty thing x3 sucks your fingers in mimicry of what they plan to do with your dick and you're only half hard? For shame.
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> Years ago, this kind of stress would have him curled onto the floor in a coughing fit
Pooners and anxiety attacks, name a better duo.
> Yet no one wanted him
But the reclusive professor goes because you pretended to give him oral sex. Funny how that works.
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> Nothing but a sump rat
Who managed to get free surgery to yeet the teets and now is in a prestigious academy.
> Where his tiny little cock throbs
'Tiny little' is redundant. We know it's tiny compared to what Jayce has.
> What had that been?
> He was no blushing virgin
You just answered your own question. Moody, dark, mysterious professors turn you on. More so if they're beefy and have a big dick. It's dark academia booktok all over again.
> Thatch of wet curls
Always rockin' the Tarzan pubes.
> It was being called a good boy
Gender euphoria is a helluva thing. Feel like a man every time you get that pussy slammed!
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> His hard jutting cock
And it's smaller than his pinky, lmao.
> Not a boy kissing him sweetly
Ah, the classic, 'romance doesn't turn me on, a hard fucking does' trope. Sweet boys need not apply to pooners, but men nearing middle-age with a beer gut, a buried six pack, and a 6'' (read: 12'') dick. Tender love isn't needed - you need to fuck the woman back into them.

Viktor cleans up and heads to Jayce's office on time. We have another abrupt POV change because line breaks do not exist.
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Viktor is still wearing his Academy uniform, and Jayce notes that it 'wasn't a fantasy of his' to fuck one of his students...while fucking one of his students. The math ain't mathing.
> Be a good boy for me?
We really do lean into the dog allegory, albeit this time it's the trans man and not the Latino. Subverting the trope, I see.
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> He came here. He came here and told his family that he was going to be his advisor
We know; you already said that.
> I want to be a good boy for you...a good puppy
Yes, there is a collar mention. Because trans men really are dogs and deserve to be treated as such - spaying and neutering included.
> An untrained little treat to shape to his own desires
It's funny how trans men are either experienced sluts or they're 'naïve little pretty things' that need to be moulded into the shape of a cis man's cock. There is no in-between.
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> To pet him like a good puppy
Bark.
> Your first lesson with me: how to suck cock
This really is a bad dark academia smut. These are the same people who brag that their fanfic is better than the published shit, but whatever.
> He imagines how they will stretch around his cock
We later find out that Jayce is in the thicker department, not exactly the longer department. So he is a hog, just a fat one. All that cholesterol and fat went downwards.
> Would it be another newly exposed pleasure uncovered?
Redundant. Exposed and uncovered are synonyms.
> It's a thought that goes straight to his cock
Yeah, it does make sense to be hard when receiving a blowjob.
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> Even if the idea of keeping him was a tempting one. He would look so very handsome with a delicate collar
Troons and dog memorabilia, name a better duo. All we're missing are shock collars and raw meat while they shit themselves outside.
> He was a larger man, wide enough to stretch his mouth and long enough that someone unskilled would choke or gag on him
So it's like deepthroating bratwurst. OK.
> Tucked pretty under his pectorals are neat and tidy scars
> It made no difference to him...but it was still interesting
Of course not. Being a transphobe is worse than being a pedophile or groomer in this circle. He can take solace in that our 'bonus hole boy' has easy and quick prep rather than a virgin rosebud that needs popping.
> Viktor's eyes are on his cock and they widen at the size of it
You already described it.
> The thought makes his cock jump
> His cock twitching
It does that a lot.
> He makes a contemplative noise as Jayce stretches his mouth
'Mm, tastes like sausage back home.'
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> Not someone who had been eager to take their own pleasure
It's funny how the 'cis men' are always the ones who dominate and take control in these relationships. It's almost as if the authors instinctively know the dick owners make the rules.
> Viktor is not unfamiliar with cocks, but Jayce might be one of the biggest he has taken in his mouth
> Perhaps not the longest but the widest
We know. You already wrote that he was thick.
> Straight to his small cock
Small indeed - it's not even the size of his dorsal head.
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> keeping his teeth out of the way as Jayce fucks his mouth
I'm still wondering how a grown-ass adults still has baby teeth. You're supposed to lose them by age 12.
>Jayce purrs
He is going to do that a lot.
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> It isn't at all like the past flings he had or the romantic novels he had entertained himself with
Fun fact: it's women, not men, who read pornographic novels. Nice way of clocking your 'totally manly' trans man right there. I've become a real expert in clocking them JUST from their interests.
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> His bare and pale skin
We just love our pale, creamy, moon-kissed, swan-necked, pale and white and smooth and pale and white and pale and alabaster and pale white boi, don't we?
> For the first time he really clocks the size difference between them
He's just uwu so smol. I could clock it from the get-go because these authors always make trans Viktor so unbelievably tiny and Jayce the size of a Neanderthal. You really just can't tell who the man and the woman is.
> It feels good. Just as good as the way he pinches his nipples
Glad there's no Dr. Gallagher in Runeterra and you still have nerve function in your pepperoni slabs.
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> Slide down his slender hips
No hips, no ass, no tits, nothing. A chopped white person that makes a tweaker look hot and it's this physique these people go mad over.
> He knows he had forgone underwear for this
Yeah? Because he's taking your underwear off?
> He wants those fingers in his mouth, in him
They were already in your mouth.
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> Rouge-frilled lips of his cunt
Either his vulva looks like a scalloped donut, or it's a frill shark. I think she meant, 'rouge-filled'.
> Exposing his hard little cock
> His fingers slide on either side of his little cock
We know it's little. Compare him to Jayce and it's like a male angler fish to a female one.
> The softness of his skin, the paleness of it
But whatever you do, DO NOT make this about race.
> he likes the messy thatch of curls covering his mound
I'm shocked you can see his 'little cock' through that Tarzan jungle.
> Gaping to be filled
That's a contradiction. If it's gaping, it means it was already filled and was 'gaped open'. But now that the author used 'rouge-frilled' all I can think of is a frilled shark's mouth.
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> His fingers, so pretty, slip up to stroke his cock, circling it and stroking it
Beta-read and the beta-reader couldn't catch she wrote ''stroke' twice.
> A rough purr
This is literally all he does.
> A plaint thing, sweet and eager to behave
This is the fourth time 'sweet and eager' has been used.
> He might have been willing to take him on as a graduate student just for that
...you weren't, though. You denied him. You asked if he was willing to go the full nine yards and he did. This dumb bitch can't even remember what she wrote.
> Taking in this Kiramman boy would be a scandal, would thrust him completely under the scrutiny of high society
You said earlier that you didn't need to worry as you had your own private investors, so any ethics complaints would be useless. Now it's a problem because the author forgot what she wrote.
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> He has an idea on how that can be cleaned later
Yeah, he can lick up his cunt juices but that won't get rid of the smell.
> He pinches it between his thumb and forefinger
Ouch. They complain if it gets stuck in their zipper.
> Gives his cunt a sharp spank
That's one way to smooth out the frills, eh?
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> To feel your little pussy and cock ache when I fuck you?
I'm shocked it wasn't aching when you decided to give it the purple nurple treatment.
> He fucks him firmly with his fingers
Were you not being firm before?
> He wonders how cute he would look with little clamps on his nipples
That implies he has full nerve function in said nipples.
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> Presses against someplace spongy against him
In which Jayce finds out that the g-spot is NOT in a woman's ass.
> Jerk off your little cock for me and don't stop
Gonna be hard when your hand is literally the size of a serving platter.
> He presses against the base of it from the inside
That's not the base. You are touching the ends of the clitoris. The base is located far back in the hood. Has this person even seen what a clit actually looks like? It really does look like an octopus.
> His fingers are still stroking his little cock
You never told him to stop, so why would he?
> Rub at his clit-cock
Lmao.
> He is young, virile
Give it time and he'll be back on the estrogen because that leaking white pussy will be all dried up.
> Crying out and whimpering - crying
Yes, that's what you do when you CRY OUT, you retard.
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> Sobbing
You DID just write he was crying, so...
> He looks still, temptation given form
That 'temptation' is as thin as an undercooked chicken wing..
> And he has already come so far?
Why is this a question? Are you confused, too, that your characters pushed it to the limit?
> A wet-hot velvet glove around his cock
Hee hee!
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> Buries himself to the hilt in him, feeling him settle fully on his cock
Cliché.
> He is like a plaint little doll
And uwu so smol little doll.
> Fucking up into Viktor
> Thrusting up deep into him
You don't need to write this twice.
> But he fucks him instead, hard and fast
That sure didn't take long, did it?
> Merciless rubs his cock
*Mercilessly. Beta-reader was clearly slacking off.
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> Wetness floods between them, overflowing between them
Redundant. What the fuck was bunnypoem doing?
> Soaking his pants and seat
Yes, that's what overflowing entails.
> You will need to catch up on anatomy and medical terminology
Says the fujo who thinks a roid clit is a cock and thinks the ends of the g-spot are the 'base' of the clitoris. That's fucking rich from someone who cannot use the word 'vagina' yet can use it as a tag no problem. Make it make sense.

Hot off the tails of hot professors, here's SensualLettuce and her 'I swear I didn't know (s)he was 16' grooming fic. This is Chapter 6.
We start right off with the statement that Viktor is 'not a typical adolescent' and that he is the one instigating the relationship. This started because of a drunk text Jayce sent Viktor along with a picture of his dick. Now Jayce wants to pursue Viktor romantically and there totally isn't a problem with that provided the teacher is hot. Jayce buys him a bouquet of flowers - very masc - and they are sunflowers because they 'reflect his eyes' and represent a sunny personality. Viktor, going full emo, says he isn't a happy person but Jayce demurs and they take a ride in his SUV. There's a note on Viktor's 'delicate hand' touching his - and we all know the delicate, pale, pretty one is the woman, yeah.

Their 'romance' turns domestic real quick, with Jayce sending Viktor all manners of gifts, including a cog necklace (an ode to the one in the show and the real-life version) from their failed prototype. Viktor tells him to stop sending him gifts, but takes the necklace anyways and we get another description of how delicate his neck is. Delicate hands, delicate necks, delicate bodies...just so uwu pale and fragile. Jayce continues to send him flowers, sweet milk and other bribes and he laughs that they are bribes.

They end up having a date night at a pseudo-fancy place that allows jeans. Here Jayce makes the admission that he'd literally like to fuck Viktor's brain:
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> Pulled back with a butterfly clip
Very masc.
> Loving that mind...and fuck it raw
Brains are very fatty, so yeah, it would be fucking fatty Jell-o. If that's your thing.
> Forgets sometimes that he's still sixteen.
'Stop reducing Mel to her relationship with Jayce' says the person who writes Jayce as a groomer and Viktor as the 'pale and delicate' love bug - when he isn't reduced to a barefoot and pregnant baby mama.

Later, Jayce asks about Silco, Viktor's guardian. True to form, he's verbally abusive and that's why Viktor needs a 'proper' male role model: his sexy professor who sent him a dick pic.
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All very normal things to think about a teenager while you are twice their age. Predatory professors are OK if they are hot.

They go to Jayce's house that he insists isn't grand, but it is located in a gated community and has been refurbished, with a private pool and trees. Needless to say, he upper middle class with a couple hundred grand to spare. Viktor admires the view and Jayce remarks internally that nothing is as beautiful as him with his raspberry blush and pale cheeks 'under the pregnant moon'. This just makes him look like a clown to me.

Jayce makes a joke about his mother being 'dead' but he is only referring to the time zone difference. It's a bizarre statement to make. Viktor says as much, but brushes it off as Jayce offered him a massage. This is where things get spicy.
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> Think of grandma
I don't think you're into granny trannies. You're into fresh meat.
> As if he wasn't the adult in the situation
Indeed. I do wonder why there's so much hand-waving away of a grown-ass man lusting after a teenager.
> A pearl within its shell, hair a soft cascade of bleached blonde and brown over a sharp cheek
So a chopped version of Paris Hilton mixed with Jersey Shore.
> Haloes against the creamy skin
Take a drink, because this author is obsessed with it.
> To his androgynous allure
I'm pretty sure that Q angle gave it away.
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> Not before you properly stretch me out
It's OK because he's hot.
Highlighting not only creamy skin
You already wrote that, retard. We KNOW he's fucking white.
> It elicits bad thoughts from Jayce
Apparently sending dick pics didn't elicit that reaction whatsoever.
> If touching his skin is sinning, why does it feel so right?
Take it up with the judge.
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> Wants to learn more of the male below him
He is not male, he's female.
> History is not exactly Viktor's strong suit
Why wouldn't it be? He's well-read; something tells me he'd like it.
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Along with the queercatfan sentence structure, we have the overused and frankly rage-inducing 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle' line, because we need that UWU look. Jayce needs to be the big, Neanderthal knuckle-dragger with huge hands and the RAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ME TAKE MY PROPERTY personality. It needs to be permanently retired.
> Viktor is so light, so easy to handle. It'd be so easy to maneuver him like a doll
He's just uwu so smol.
> To fuck him like a personal fleshlight
Funny how that's all he is.
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> Scandalously hugging narrow hips
Lmao, what hips? They're uwu so smol those big ass hands can twist them like a steering wheel.
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> Noticing how slender, how small, Viktor is below him
I've said many, many times that these authors will do this and not think it clocks them, but it does. Making the trans man ridiculously tiny is the rule, because they don't actually like two men going at it. One has to have a vagina because it 'represents' them, but also because they don't want to be a woman.
> How his broad stature eclipses Viktor's lean frame, his brown skin compared to his pale complexion
Race fetish. That's all this is: the uwu smol trans boy taming the beast.
> That tight little hole down on his long cock
How long is it? Let me guess...10 inches or above. We need that size difference hammered in...literally.
> Surprisingly supple globes
He doesn't have an ass. How is it supple?
> Black frame around something pink and perfect
So long as it doesn't look like a frilled shark's mouth, we good.
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> The one that stews overnight and it's all musk and sweat and something sweet
You forgot the brine smell from your stale sperm, but let's not ruin the mood by your nasty fish smell, yeah?
> Committing it to memory like a starving man
Cliché.
> Viktor whispers into the silence, hanging heavy and hot on his hardness
His words, or his dick? That is the question.
> He's the adult in the situation
And he still can't resist that white underage pussy.
> Take out his thick hardness and then, when it sat snuggled in the cleft of Viktor's ass, heavy and hot
Wasn't it already out, and described as heavy and hot?
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> Arch of his back a sinful invitation
Not bad for all those bolts in his spine.
> Past the trail of hair adorning his pretty little cunt
Still rocking the Tarzan pubes, I see.
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> Finger fuck him and mercilessly stimulate that little bundle of nerves inside that scorching hot crevice
> It'll be so easy to have him squirting on his face
Not only is he an uwu smol boi, he's a squirter, too. I bet we'll have the belly bulge and the 'he can feel him in his lungs' line, too.
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> Jayce's curved length
It's a different kind of Bell Curve. You don't have the IQ to understand it.
> Just in time to see the crown of his cock being drawn inexorably downward
For a minute I thought Viktor was breaking his dick to pull it down.
> Petite wrist
He's just so smol. 5'0 and under, I bet.
> bracing himself on the mattress to keep himself from giving him, but his cock stays there
Amazing how merging sentences work.
> pressed exactly where it shouldn't be, throbbing against the heat that's threatening to consume him whole
White pussy sure do hit different.
> Getting it wet for easy penetration, creating pressure that no doubt felt good for his pretty little pussy
All this talk about 'little pussy' and it really sounds pedophilic. Wouldn't surprise me as this bitch hangs around them.
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> Grabbing Viktor's arms, he coaxes them open gently, insistently
Should've hired me as your beta.

Jayce then tells Viktor they need to wait until he's 18. Viktor is enraged because he was 'led on' and how dare Jayce deny him of his wants. There's a mention of Dmitri and Jayce positively seethes, because that white pussy is HIS dammit, and he wants to carve out a space for his cock ALONE. There is a mention of Mel, but he broke up with her because she couldn't stand that aggressive Latino racism, and he had to move lower to find someone matching his freak. Jayce says he will go MS-13 if Viktor so much as strays, and that he cannot control his jealousy.
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> Silky smooth skin
Just in case you needed a reminder on who the feminine one is.
> Jealousy is not some proof of love
You're admitting you're a jealous, scheming, violent motherfucker and the author doesn't ONCE stop to think, 'hey, that's a little racist'? Funny how someone like me who uses racial slurs on the daily doesn't write this poorly about a Latino. It says a lot that people who claim the moral high ground always end up writing nasty shit.

This is based on the pedophile Gypsy's work, so they will fuck eventually. Whether he waits until our gothic, small, fragile white boi turns 17 is up to the author's discretion.
I love it when non-English authors have tags like these:
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FUCK UNTIL PUKE
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I think I'm more worried about him taking Tropers "advice" to heart. Being given writing tips by a gaggle of autistic pop culture bureaucrats is nothing but bad news.
Have you read the page yourself? If you have, you're the trusted person to give him advice. Using tropes in of themselves isn't a bad thing - it's how you use them. If anything, TV Tropes is outdated compared to the AO3 Reddit. Those hoes will post anything there.
 
I decided to post about the Duran guy to the other community watch thread like I said earlier, but while digging for stuff to mention (they mentioned that race fetishists were often also pedophiles) I found that I completely glossed over the fuckton of pedophilia here. Over 100 fics of his have the "underage sex" tag, and some of these are downright horrifying. Two in particular that I found particularly egregious were this Fate one with "parent/child incest" and "rape" on top of the pedophilia (note that this character is not canonically a mother, so somebody thought to make her one in fanfiction for the sole person of pedo incest rape), and one where characters are aged-down and subjected to grooming.
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How do these people exist in society and not realize they're fucked in the head?
 
The LGD tag (which apparently stands for Lesbians Getting Dicked, as someone mentioned much earlier) apparently has some writers that solely write LGD fanfics. Here's one example fanfic, which is an "alternate setting" where Gay Marriage has been made illegal and "conversion camps" have been created:

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It's a cloudy and cool day at the DCD Sapphic Correctional Facility, sometimes informally referred to as 'Camp Normality', a newly open branch of the recently formed Deviancy Correction Department. Located in the state of Pennsylvania, it's an isolated location, a several hour drive from the nearest civilization and surrounded by forest on all sides. A location that is perfect for keeping these confused women and their twisted ideas of relationships away from society until they could learn better, but also perfect for ensuring that any escapees would be unable to reach help before being tracked down.

Not that anybody would escape in the first place. The entire place is surrounded by a high chain link fence that was kept electrified, not at a high enough voltage to kill anybody, but enough that it would hurt like hell and stop anybody from climbing it. It has only one gate at the front, and interspersed along it are guard towers where guards armed with tranquilizers keep watch, ready to drop anybody that somehow finds a way to disable the fence.

Inside is a large and long building at the front of the camp. Dubbed the Main House, it houses the kitchens and cafeteria, visitor check-in for family members who get permission to do so, and staff quarters where employees could relax when not on duty. Behind it along the side are six smaller, less comfortable cabins where the campers would be staying, and in the middle between them is a public stockade fully outfitted for punishments that would surely be necessary on some of the girls. At the back is what employees often call the School, a building roughly the size of the Main House, but instead equipped with the various facilities necessary to train these girls about proper sexuality.

On this day, Rilee Marks, personal assistant to the head doctor and director of the facility, opens the door to her boss's office, where Dr. Michael Norman sits behind his desk looking over a set of files.

"Sir? The bus with the campers is about to arrive." She reports. "Best to head to the front gate now if you hope to welcome them."

Dr. Norman eyes his beautiful and new young assistant in her tight fitting uniform. She’s timid and shy, but she has other quality…attributes. So far she has been completely resistant to his skilled and nuanced advances, which he finds irksome, yet at the same time he's enthused at a challenge.

"Of course, Rilee, we wouldn’t want our guests to receive anything other than a warm welcome.” he says, getting up from his desk. He leads the way out of the building and walks towards the gate with purpose, Rilee just behind him as she is meant to be. He stops and checks on things on the way on purpose to measure how well she stays at heel, pleased that she manages to avoid distraction and stay focused on following him.

He makes it to the gate just as the bus is arriving and stands properly with his hands clasped behind his back. He watches with raptor eyes as each girl is led outside, analyzing their every move, looking to find weaknesses and strengths at the surface.

First off the bus comes a blonde and a black haired girl, walking hand in hand as though in subtle but clear defiance of the place they are. Dr. Norman recognizes them from the files as Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long. Yang walks with a bit more confidence, but they both have a look that communicates their anger and indignation with this situation.

Following them off comes another pair, Dina Cohen and Ellie Williams, both dressed in worn clothes common with the militia they were both serving. Ellie meets his gaze with a furious glare of her own while Dina scans the area around them, likely looking for weaknesses and potential escape options.

Then comes Max Caulfield and Chloe Price, the latter with a glare almost as fierce as Ellie's being directed at everybody who gets near her while Max walks behind her, eyes pointed at the floor but occasionally looking around to observe everybody.

After them comes Korra Denali and Asami Sato, the latter with a hand resting on the former's muscular arm. The guard watching the passengers get off the bus takes a nervous step back as Korra glares at him, getting a smirk from her at his fear.

The redhead and blonde following them must be Pamela Isley and Harleen Quinzel, often going by Ivy and Harley. Harley has her arm around Ivy's shoulders and a smile of all expressions on her face, a look that says she has already dismissed this place from ever succeeding at their mission, but finds the attempt amusing. Ivy's expression is much more neutral, carefully maintained to not give much of how she is feeling away.

Finally off the bus comes Lena Oxton and Emily Lindholm. Lena is also smiling, though Dr. Norman can tell hers is much less genuine than Harley's, more a mask to hide her anger and worry. Emily sticks close to her, looking around shyly and meekly as the dozen women form a line of couples.

Dr. Norman walks in front of the campers, all standing side by side but still within their pairs. He eyes each of them up and down, gauging their varied emotional responses, be they postured, genuine, or otherwise. He stops at the center of the line back where he originally was and stands in front of Riley again, who has been still the entire time, only using her eyes to observe new campers.

"Good morning, ladies. I am Doctor Michael Norman, Director and Head Researcher of the DCD. I expect that you all know why you are here. First and foremost, I would like to congratulate you all. You are in the presence of the most state of the art facility in DCD behavioral correction in the entire world. You will all be a part of history, and will be an important chapter in my legacy of the DCD. I will spare no expense nor detail in forging the foundation of what will be the greatest facility of human behavioral modification in all of time." He takes a pause and scans their faces, then continues. "I want you all to know that despite what you may have heard, I am a very reasonable man. The more cooperative you are with me, the less...difficult your struggles will be during your stay here. Know this: the result is inevitable. I WILL have a 100% success rate with the lot of you. There is no alternative".

Dr. Norman stares down the more rebellious of the group, especially Harley, Korra, Ellie, and Chloe. The girls all stand in place while he looks them over, some of them more antsy than others. Then, he walks over to Blake and Yang. The two don't shy away from meeting his gaze as he walks over to them.

"You two first, each of you answer me. Why are you here, and what do you expect your outcome to be during your stay?" He questions.

Blake has known what she expects from this whole business. She expects that they will fail to change her, and she expects to eventually either be released or find a way out, where she will write about the horrible experiences here. She knows she can't say all of that outright, but she could say some of it.

"I'm here because this country has decided to enact an unjust, prejudiced law that I spent years discouraging. And so I have been forcibly sent here despite having done nothing wrong." Yang nods in agreement. She has spent the last couple years supporting Blake's efforts and knows she is better suited to talk about the subject than Yang herself, but she completely agrees with having done nothing wrong. No matter what her sister says, she was not wrong for loving Blake, and she wouldn't stop doing so. She stands close to Blake as she talks, protectively and wanting to be close to her.

Dr. Norman writes something down in a black, leather bound journal. He looks back at the guards.

"Take Miss Xiao Long to Cabin 1." The guards move towards Yang, ready to escort her to this location.

Yang glares at the guards as they step forward, Blake reaching to rest a hand on her arm reassuringly.

"It's okay. Just do what they say for now. We'll be okay." Blake assures her. Yang meets her eyes and slowly nods. She doesn't like the idea of being separated from Blake, but there's probably not a lot she can do right now about it.

"I can walk myself." She says as one of the guards tries to take hold of her toned arm, shrugging him off and walking in the direction they were trying to lead her as they follow closely to keep an eye on her.

Dr. Norman walks over to the next pair, stopping in front of Ellie and Dina, asking them the same question. "Both of you, Why are you here, and what do you expect your outcome to be during your stay?"

"Fuck off." Ellie says with an angered expression before Dina has a chance to speak. "You know damn well we're here because of your lot passing that shitty law. And we're only going to be here until we either get out or the damn law gets overturned."

Ellie says it all confidently and defiantly, though Dina looks considerably more nervous about the words, unsure how they are going to respond. Regardless, she stands by Ellie and nods in support, trying to show a united front against them. Both of these two have been somewhat hardened by the militia activity they had been taking part in when captured, though Ellie definitely is more outspoken and stubborn about it, likely as a result of already facing hardships before that.

Dr. Norman glares at Ellie for but a hint of a moment before maintaining his cool composure. He writes in his journal again and looks back.

"Ellie to Cabin 6." Ellie sneers at him as he says it before looking to her girlfriend.

"And Dina? I know what you're doing, this splitting us up business, and I don't fucking accept it." She folds her arms and glares at the guards who are stepping forward to take her.

Beside her, Dina swallows nervously, hesitantly stepping a little bit closer to Ellie and looking at her warningly, trying to convey that it might be a bit much to argue right now, though Ellie doesn't seem to pay it any mind.

Dr. Norman calls more guards to Ellie to take her down. She puts up some struggle, squirming and fighting, but the guards overwhelm her without too much issue. They cuff her hands behind her back and 4 guards literally drag her to her new home. She screams out as she's dragged away, both at him and to the other girls.

"You're all evil, spiteful, homophobic fuckholes!" She snaps at him before calling to the girls. "You all stay strong! We'll be out of her before you know it!" Soon though, she's out of sight and earshot. Dr. Norman watches the other girls as this happens, analyzing responses.

The others girls look amongst themselves uncertainly. Some like Chloe, Korra, and even Lena seem more angered than before, fists clenched but staying close to their partners. Others like Max, Dina, and Emily seem more nervous and uncertain and quickly move to whisper reassurance and pleas to be calm to their partners for those that are still there. Asami, Blake, and Ivy are both trying to stay neutral in expression, Asami and Blake a bit less successfully, a bit of their own anger seeping out. And Harley...Harley had snorted in laughter when Ellie yelled her insult to him and is currently trying to suppress giggles.

"Well then, let's all try to be civil, shall we?". Dr. Norman says before he walks over to the next pair. He stops at Max and Chloe and asks them the same question as the others.

"We're..." Chloe starts to say in anger before she feels Max grab her arm. Forcing herself to be somewhat calmer for Max's sake, she continues on. "We're only here because Max's bitter classmate had to run his mouth." She was so going to kick that nerd's ass whenever they got out of here.

"You can't change who we are." Max says, quietly but with conviction. "It just doesn't work like that." She is pleased that Chloe restrained herself and shows it with this little bit of support in her vocal opposition. Chloe smiles in appreciation. The two have known each other since they were kids, longer than the other couples here, and seem to work well at standing together as one.

"Maxine, Cabin 6." Dr. Norman writes in his journal again. Max nods and moves to follow the guards. Chloe watches her go before glancing to Dr. Norman.

"They better not do anything to her." She says lowly, looking back to continue watching Max leave until she's out of sight.

Korra glares at him as he approaches and repeats the question to her and Asami, her fist still clenched and her body tense, only Asami's presence keeping her from taking a swing. Asami stands slightly in front of Korra, keeping herself between her girlfriend and the doctor as a way of keeping Korra from getting them both in trouble.

"We're here because the law has made a mistake." Asami answers for both of them. "And we fully expect that it will be corrected soon." She has been telling herself that such a law can't last long, clinging to the belief that people will see how awful it is and repeal it.

"It better." Korra mutters. "Or I WILL break somebody here's teeth." Dr. Norman smiles at Korra and shuts his journal, turning back.

“Rilee, escort Korra to Cabin 3, by yourself.” The Doctor watches the scene as Rilee nods and moves over to Korra.

"C'mon. Let's get you to your cabin." She says gently. Korra looks to Asami, who nods, before she sighs and follows Rilee towards Cabin 3.

Hearing Korra grumbling to herself as they walk, Rilee looks back at her sadly. Her eyes quickly rove over the girl's body since they're alone. She knew when she decided to take this position in spite of her own secret lesbian identity that it would be hard, but she felt that she might be able to do some sort of good with it.

"It will be okay." She says reassuringly. "I'll let you know later what cabin Asami gets assigned, okay?" It makes Korra perk up a bit, nodding in thanks and falling silent for the rest of the walk.

Dr. Norman walks right past Harley and Ivy and yells out to his guards “Harleen, Cabin 4” without looking at either of them. He continues towards Lena and Emily.

"Hey!" Harley looks at him with an indignant, almost pouty frown as the guards step up to her. Ivy brings a hand up and pats her on the head, whispering something to her quietly. Harley sighs and reluctantly follows the guards, muttering about people taking her fun away.

Dr. Norman walks over to the last pair and asks the same question as before

"Do you really need to ask it for everybody?" Lena asks, rolling her eyes and answering her own question. "Yes, yes. Formalities, I know. We're here because the law says our relationship is wrong. It's not though, and we've been together for too long for this place to change anything." Emily quietly nods beside her, not wanting to say anything more. She knows she loves Lena and that's all that matters. They'll get through this for each other.

Dr. Norman before slowly but firmly grabbing Emily’s face. He moves her head slightly, then examines her red hair. Lena looks at him in annoyance as he touches her girlfriend and looks her over, Emily looking down and avoiding his gaze. He glances at Ivy, and then looks directly at Lena as he speaks.

“Emily, Cabin 4." Lena meets his eyes while he looks at her, forcing herself to stay silent while Emily nods and follows the guards towards her assigned cabin. Dr. Norman goes back to the center where he was originally.

“Do any of the six of you have any questions, or comments?” he asks the remaining girls.

"Yeah, I have some things to say. But you won't like them." Chloe says with a growl.

"Is anybody from outside the camp allowed to visit us?" Asami questions before Chloe can go on, Blake nodding as well that she was curious about the same thing.

"You may earn supervised visits from approved visitors. This privilege, like everything here, will be based on your progress and cooperation." Dr. Norman answers firmly.

Asami nods in understanding, unsure of just what criteria will need to be met for approval, but not feeling comfortable asking more and potentially letting onto her thoughts too much. None of the other girls seem to have further questions at the moment, do the doctor speaks up again when it becomes clear no more questions are coming.

"Lena and Chloe, Cabin 2. Ivy, Cabin 1. Dina, Cabin 3. Blake and Asami, Cabin 5." As he's saying such, Rilee returns from taking Korra to her cabin and Dr. Norman pulls her to the side. "Bring Dina to the Disciplinary Room and wait there for me".

The girls allow guards to lead them away, most of them with no further actions or words towards Dr. Norman, with the sole exception of Chloe, who flips him the bird as she walks away.

Rilee nods in understanding of the command she was given, moving over to the guard guiding Dina and telling him the new order. She directs him to take her bags to her cabin while she herself leads Dina back towards the School. Entering it, she guides the woman to the room.

"What does he want with me?" Dina asks as they walk, Rilee sighing and considering how much she can say.

"Well, I imagine he wants to talk to you about Ellie and the trouble she caused." She suggests, opening the door to the room and ushering her in before following.

"She's just upset about...this whole situation." Dina says. "Surely that's understandable. I mean, imprisoned against our will, being told that what we are is wrong..."

"I can understand her being upset. But I am not the one in charge." Rilee tells her.

Dina frowns as Rilee looks at her sympathetically, not wanting to risk a proper reassurance when the doctor could come in at any moment.

Regardless, Dina feels a little comforted by Rilee's presence. Something about her makes Dina feel that she really does understand even if she can't express it more clearly. So she quiets down and awaits the doctor's arrival, thinking about what to say when he does.

The Doctor enters the room confidently. He watches Rilee straighten up as he enters and eyes her as she does. He looks at Dina while slowly walking towards her.

"Dina, I think you're smart enough to know why you are receiving special attention right now. Tell me, what do you think the best action would be for me to correct Ellie's behavior today? Any suggestions?"

Dina looks to him before looking to Rilee, hoping to see some guidance, but not finding any, Rilee unable to think of any way to safely communicate anything. Instead, Dina sighs and looks back to him.

"I...imagine you'll have to punish her in some way?" She says hesitantly. "But I would like to say that it's only the first day! She's just upset about this whole new situation...maybe a warning would be enough this time?" She quickly adds hopefully.

"A warning... tsk tsk." The Doctor says as he gently pats his wrist. "You're right it is the first day, which is why this punishment is going to be fairly lenient. Unfortunately, you and Ellie are militia, and a simple straightforward punishment won't have much effect while under duress in a foreign territory. So I'll have to get creative, and I'll be punishing you to set the tone." He takes a few steps closer and looks directly at Rilee, staring right into her eyes. "I need to set the tone." There is a pause that seems like minutes but is merely seconds. The doctor takes a deep breath. "Rilee, remove her clothing."

"Yes, sir." Rilee nods and steps forward. She carefully begins to remove Dina's clothes from her body, quickly folding each after it's removed and stacking each to the side of the room.

Dina swallows nervously as she's stripped. She knew this was a possibility. More than possible, it was likely that they'd be forced into situations like this at this place. She does her best to ready herself as her final bit of clothing, her panties, are removed and set aside, leaving her completely naked.

Dr. Norman casually walks over to Rilee and playfully puts his finger under her chin, pressing it up so she's looking directly at him. He's mere inches from her face.

"Now Rilee, what do you think we should do next? What would you do?" Rilee's eyes widen in surprise, having not expected him to ask her for a suggestion. Her mind quickly races. She doesn't want to suggest something too harsh, but she worries he won't accept anything too mild. After a bit of thinking, she can't come to an answer and tries to express such in what she hopes is a way he will appreciate.

"I...I'm not sure, sir. You're much more qualified to decide that than me." She says.

"Disappointing" he says as he every so gently pats Rilee's cheek with a mock slap. "Go get the disposable camera over there for me. Now Dina, this is an unfair punishment, but it is also an opportunity for you, just like it was for my lovely assistant here, which she failed." He steps over just a few feet in front of Dina. "Prostrate yourself for me, and kiss the tip of my shoes".

"My apologies, sir." Rilee says quietly before going to get the camera as requested.

Dina looks between the two of them, trying to piece together what exactly is going on with them. Cruelty towards patients she expected, but trying to make a fellow staffer make a decision like that? That's odd.

Regardless, not wanting things to get any worse, she listens to what he said and carefully gets down into position, pressing her lips to the tips of his shoes.

"Rilee, get a good angle and take a picture". Rilee carefully points the camera to frame the image and takes one Once she does, he orders Dina to get up. "Now Rilee, do you think that will be enough to make our point? Or should we do more?" Rilee listens to his question and after thinking about it, she slowly nods.

"I...I think that's enough, sir. It's only the first day, and it will get across the idea that Ellie's actions could be taken out on Dina." She almost stops there before having another thought. "Plus, from just a picture, Ellie will assume you did worse anyway." The Doctor smiles and pats Rilee on the head.

"That is exactly correct! Even the idea that Ellie will assume the worst is spot on. Good girl. Now, let's go take this picture to Ellie. We'll tell the guard outside that Dina can clothe herself and go to her cabin."

"Understood, sir." Rilee nods, more relieved than proud that she found the answer he was looking for. She follows him out the door, giving one last sympathetic glance go Dina as they exit the room. The two of them tell the guards their instructions for Dina before heading to Cabin 6.

The doctor approaches Cabin 6 confidently with purpose in his eyes. Knowing how combative Ellie is, he brings several guards with him, but orders them to stand outside as he enters with Rilee. Inside, Max is unpacking and Ellie is inspecting the cabin top to bottom, having left her bags unpacked on her bed for now. Ellie glares at the doctor as soon as she notices him and he meets her gaze.

"Show her" the doctor commands. Rilee nods and holds up the image. Ellie looks at it, taking in the sight of Dina kissing Dr. Norman's shoes. She growls and clenches her fists, glaring at him murderously.

"Do not lay a finger on her again." She says venomously, the only thing stopping her from attacking them outright being the knowledge that they will probably take it out on Dina.

“Technically, Ellie, I didn’t touch her. Rilee here did. I think you have missed the point, however, as unfortunate as that is, because you just gave ME a command. So my answer to you is…” He trails off and looks at Max watching the interaction before he looks back at Ellie. “Or what?”

Ellie snarls and gives Rilee a glare, the assistant taking a step back. Ellie starts to open her mouth to retort and threaten him, only to stop as Max speaks.

"He's baiting you." She says to Ellie, looking away from the scene to resume putting clothes away. "Think about it."

Ellie glares at her back, but does indeed think about it and sighs as she realizes Max is right.

"Or nothing." She grumbles, hating the sound of the words coming from her mouth. Dr. Norman looks at Max with a surprised smirk.

“Smart girl. Now Ellie, we need to make something clear and you need to do something so I know you understand the situation. Kiss my boot the same way Dina did, and I will consider the lesson learned.”

Ellie growls under her breath at the order, but knows now that she can't be as direct with it, as much as it infuriates her. She has to bide her time and wait for her chance. And so, swallowing her distaste and pride, she reluctantly forces herself to get down in the same position as she saw Dina in the image, pressing her lips against his shoe.

“Good. You’re already making progress. You may get up now.” As Ellie quickly gets to her feet, he gives her a smug smirk before walking out of the cabin, Rilee following behind him.

The doctor leaves and goes to his office. The speakers in each cabin project his voice so that the entire group can hear him.

“I advise you all to get plenty of rest, tomorrow will be a taxing day on us all, and I want everyone at their best.” The intercom goes silent.

The rest of the evening is spent finishing unpacking and getting to know their new cabinmates. Yang and Ivy find themselves pretty neutral towards each other, both of them respecting each other's space and being friendly when they need to ask the other anything. Lena and Chloe find themselves a bit more at odds, Lena's more law-abiding nature clashing with Chloe's more delinquent tendencies. Clearly not a pair that would get along outside of here, but finding some level of tentative respect for the closeness they had witnessed each other have with their partners, even if they're not willing to admit it to each other. Korra and Dina get along pretty well, with Dina talking about the militia life and Korra volunteering as a potential recruit should they escape at some point. Partway through the evening, Rilee stops by the cabin to fulfill her promise and tell Korra that Asami is in Cabin 5. Emily is pretty uncomfortable with Harley's odd humor and excitability, while Harley is mixed between happy and sad, Emily reminding her of Ivy in some physical ways. Blake and Asami get on very well, swapping stories about their relationships and partners and finding that they have similar tastes in certain ways. Ellie and Max remain quiet towards each other, a quiet born out of the awkwardness of the previous cabin visit from the doctor.

Eventually though, the girls all lay down and slowly drift off to sleep, dreading what's to come in the near future.

I'm surprised that Uganda and Islam weren't mentioned in this fanfic, since their anti-Gay laws IRL are harsher in that they'd just kill you instead.

And the writer's profile is also creepy, as it is an MtF (which are rare compared to females, FtMs, and even males) that writes these stories for kink purposes:

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He also sounds like he wishes he was the ones dicking the lesbians in these fics.
 

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How do these people exist in society and not realize they're fucked in the head?
Welcome to the male fanfiction writing community. Hey, at least men won't make the characters therapy-speak about their emotional state and commentate on society, right? Instead every girl turns into an unholy amalgamation of pornstar and anime behavior that lets you know that none of these people actually talk or hang out with real women, the same way no tumblr girl fanfic writer talks or hangs out with real men. Pick your poison.

Thread tax: I don't hang out in the hunting grounds for male vaginas, so instead, let's rip into a middle schooler trying to write the Holocaust.
But with Vocaloids.


Yes, this really exists.
But don't worry! Our Author, one Kagami Cutie, has great credentials to be writing this kind of story, see them here!
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Well..... I mean....... uh........ let's start our adventure!

November 27th, 1938.

Dear diary,
It was just another ordinary day at my house, my dad reading the paper in which he will burn afterwards, my mother cooking Dinner, and my Older brother, Rinto, was about to finish a book, and finally, I, was preparing for my birthday party.
That's when they came.
The Nazi took my family from our home! I was only capable of grabbing you, Diary, and many pens.
They threw me, mom and my brother into what looked like a large truck.
To think, my 14th birthday party would be surrounded by many other Jewish people and the horrible Nazi.
I leaned on my mother's shoulder, and started to cry. My strong brother , too had a tear fall down his cheek.
We were so scared. What would happen to us? What would they do to our father? Will we live?
Those are the questions that swept through my mind. When I have the chance I will write once more.

Goodbye for now,
Rin Kagami.

A Nazi with blue hair took my diary, read it, spat at me, and then threw it back.
What a horrible way to treat another human being, just because they had different beliefs.
Rinto leaned down to my ear, "Keep that in plain sight, and they will eventually take it away!" he whispered.
I put my diary into the pocket of my dress. Suddenly the truck jerked to a stop.

The door was opened to reveal a Nazi "Boys, out," the man said with his cold voice.

My brother, and other boys had exited the truck.
The door closed, and the only noise you could here was the sound of the engine and woman crying,
We waited hours. It started to seem as if they were going to leave us here until we suffer from lack of food and water. My mother told me to be patient. Soon enough the truck, yet again, jerked to a stop.
A woman Nazi opened the door instead of a man.

"Alright, out!" she said. All of us, along with people from other trucks, got out and entered a large building. We were all shoved into a large room, where there were what looked like doctors.

People were dragged over to them, one by one.
Then I noticed something.
They only dragged the woman and girls with blonde hair. Then I remembered what father's news paper said. Hitler was going to make a perfect human race.
I was scared for my mother. Her hair WAS blonde, but only as a child. It had turned brown over the years.
Suddenly my arm was pulled, and I was dragged to a doctor. He took my height, my weight, checked how thin I was, examined my eyes, my hair and finally he looked for any signs of disease.
He called for a woman, and she took me into a room, where I saw others that looked like me.

I noticed a crack in the wall. From it I could see my best friend, Miku Hatsune, among the crowd.
I was going to lose my mother, and my best friend. Me and her were the only Jewish kids in the neighborhood.

Surly enough boys were added to the group.
If you don't know Vocaloid, for reference, this is Rin Kagami (Kagamine) and Hatsune Miku:
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Quite Jewish.
Imagine yourself being on a train car, not knowing where the fuck you're going, ripped from everything you know and love, and you see those two sitting next to you instead of fellow suffering Jews. For me it's infinitely hilarious imagining something like Schindler's List just with Vocaloids mixed in. That edit needs to be made, I would pay.

"ALRIGHT LISTEN UP YOU DAMN JEWS!" a woman with red hair yelled.

All of quickly turned, and paid attention.

"YOUR GONNA FOLLOW ONE OF THESE PEOPLE AND THEY SHALL TAKE YOU TO YOUR CABINS, AND OOFFICALY BE YOUR CARETAKERS!" she yelled, making sure EVERYONE could here.

We were put into groups. And I followed what looked like a young Nazi… BOY? WE ARE GOING TO BE TAKEN CARE OF BY A-A BOY!

I looked around, it seemed they grouped boys together, and girls together. Careful not to mix us together. It seemed to be a poor choice to give us a Male Care Taker.

Take a shot every time there is wrong spelling/grammar. Actually don't, because you'll die. The first vestiges of the plot have arrived! Will this mysterious male caretaker mess with and fall in love with our poor helpless protagonist? (Spolier alert: Yes)

We were taken to a cabin, mainly just one fairly big room with five beds. One to many.

"Sit, choose a bed," our care taker said.

I looked at him. Surprisingly he looked fairly like me. Probably a year or two older, maybe even three. He seemed to act cruel, but he looked at us with pity. As if he really cared.

"You may chat, everything will be explained when the warden says we may," he said, leaving the room.

It was five minutes of dead silence. So I took out my diary.

Dear Diary,
A single day hasn't even passed and I'm already scared. I am sure I am going to Lose Mother and Miku-chan.
Maybe even just as worse, our caretaker is a male!
Please wish me luck, I will write to you tomorrow and give you details.

Wish me luck,
Rin Kagami

"Hello, I'm Lenka. That's my friend SeeU there," said a girl with a long pony tail, wearing a school uniform and pointing to a girl who seemed to wear fake cat ears and have really long hair.

"Hi, I'm Rin," I said.

"EHEM!" a girl with long hair and a mean face said.

"Oh, and that's Lily," Lenka said.

There was a knock on the door, and the boy came in.

"I am aloud to tell you what will happen. You will be kept here and adopted. No one will care if you die before that is possible. You will not question the people who are adopting you. You are not to run away from them if they abuse you, until Hitler has won the war. You are now to follow me, for the warden's speech," he said, leaving. We followed him to a large room, with seats. We sat in the front row.

"Alright now Listen carefully because I am only going to say this once! You shall listen and do EVERYTHING we say. You shall eat EVERYTHING we tell you to. You shall not disobey. Do so, and there will be consequences. If you wish, you may shower whenever you like! Be warned though, don't try to leave. Don't try to worship whoever you god may be. If your care taker is the opposite gender, don't complain! They shall not harm you unless you disobey! And they shall not try anything! That is all, go to the mess hall!" the warden said. We went to the mess hall, hoping for a delicious meal. Instead we were served gruel at our group table. Luckily for me, my brother was behind me.

"Rin," he whispered.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Don't disobey, if my thoughts are correct you're the only family I have left. Without you I might as well be dead," he whispered.

"I won't if you won't ," I said. Then I felt eyes on me, and I continued to eat. I looked for the source of these eyes. Security cameras? No. Another kid? No. A guard? No. So who was the eyes?

Maybe Lenka was staring at me…no she was eating her fill. What about Lily? No she was to SeeU.
I couldn't seem to find the source of these 'eyes' I was uncomfortable and started to move around in my seat. As I ate I kept looking, but alas dinner was over, and I couldn't find the source. I returned to my bedroom, it was 'lights out' in one hour.

"So I was wondering. Do you think we might be adopted together? And become sister!" Lenka said to SeeU.

"Maybe! I hope they are rich!" SeeU gasped.

"If anyone here is going to be adopted by a rich person it's defiantly going to be me!" Lily boasted.

"How about you Rin?" Lenka asked.

"I don't care, as long as I'm with my older brother I could be living in a shack full of snakes and spiders," I said.

"I guess being with my REAL family would be nicer," Lenka said.

Our caretaker walked in. "Lights out," he said.

We immediately turned out the lights, and tried to go to sleep.
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End Chapter 1.
Rin, Lenka, Lily, and SeeU. Which one of those fine Jews would you adopt if you were a Nazi? Would you pick one of the blond hair blue eye girls, the perfect Aryans? Or would you go exotic and choose the cat girl? (how are there three blond hair blue eyed characters here) Why didn't Goebbels ever look into this? Imagine the propaganda power of having a catgirl being a perfect student of the Reich... probably why they lost WWII, now that I think about it.
On to Chapter 2!
I was trying to sleep, but failed miserably. I tried to act like I was sleeping, hoping it would randomly kick in. I gave up, and just started thinking. I thought about my mom, Miku, dad, Rinto, the eyes. They flew through my mind.
Suddenly I heard the door open, I pretended to sleep, hoping whoever it was would leave me along.
Something or someone took the hair that lay on my face and tucked It behind my ear. I had to force myself to relax. Then I felt warm air on my ear.

"Whatever you do, don't take a shower," a voice said.

Then I heard footsteps, and A the door close. I was scared out of my wits.

When I finally fell asleep it only lasted 5 hours, next morning I was awoken, fed, and put outside for fresh air.

"Rin wanna play on the swings?" SeeU asked.

"No," I said.
Oh. That deflates the scene. (Yes, that's literally the next lines. Error 404, story tension not found. Anyways-)
"You sure?" she asked.

"Yes," I answered. It seemed like thirty minutes before something happened. Apparently the co-warden had to come out in a bad mood. Just in time to see some guys fight. Worse thing was he already had a gun in his hand.

Rinto noticed this, and walked to me, standing in front of me so I couldn't see.
Someone pushed Rinto out of the way. It was the caretaker.

"Inside," he said.

"but, what about the o-," I started, then stopped realizing this could be considered disobeying.
The caretaker leaned down, I thought he was gonna hit me, so I braced for the impact. It never came.

"Don't worry, I'll get to them. Just hurry inside," he said, his voice was kind instead of his usual cold one.

I rushed inside, doing as he said. I don't get it. Don't the Nazi hate us? I rushed to my cabin and wrote in my diary.

Novemeber 28th, 1938

Dear Diary,
The strangest thing happened! Last night someone told me not to take a shower, ironic right? In the morning my caretaker was being NICE! To a Jewish person like me!
Or…could it be…he saw threw my lie?
Oh, but diary I haven't told you my lie yet have i?

It's th-

Diary…I'm going to tell you later. I feel like I'm being watched.

I'm going now,

Rin Kagami
Oooh... our Jew is hiding something, what could it be... hmmm...
But now, she knows about the questionable showers. Will she use this information to help save her new friends from these showers that one should never ever go into?
-It finally stopped when a woman came in.

"Anyone want a shower? Think wisely, hot water is low," she said.

"I would!," Lily said, hoping off her bed and following the woman.

Lily didn't come back that night…
NOOOOOOOOO! RIN WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HER FROM THE SHOWERS!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Lily didn't deserve this. The poor girl just wanted a shower and it just HAD to be Zyklon-B gas... if only Rin had been able to say something and stop her from getting in.
But Rin is going to get to the bottom of this mystery...
"What happened to Lily? I want the truth. I know you lied to SeeU and Lenka," I stated.

"well.. it's hard to explain," he said with a sigh.

"Then show me! There has to be some sort of window right?" I asked.

"Yes, but I'm not allowed to show you," he said.

"Please?" I asked sticking my lower lip out and giving him puppy dog eyes. Father always said that was my secret weapon.

"It's gruesome, change you forever," he warmed.

"I'm prepared," I said. He sighed.

"Fine, you have to act like I'm going to punish you though, seem scared or something," he said.

"Okay," I said. He grabbed my upper arm, dragging me along. I had fallen on the pavement, knees first a lot. We had finally arrived at a ladder. I just realized, it was snowing. I was moving so much I didn't notice.

"Ladies first," he said.

Then I realized I was still wearing a dress. He would be able to see right up it!

"No way! You first!" I said.

"Well if you hadn't noticed, the ladder is slippery and your wearing leather shoes. You slip and I'm not there to catch you. Let's just say the pretty little head of yours, won't be so pretty," he explained.
Your friend might be dead, but you can't let your future love interest see up your dress! Gotta keep your modesty, despite the fact he could literally get you killed whenever he wanted to.
I saw a window. I looked down.
Bodies. Lifeless bodies. Boys and girls of all ages were in there. And I saw Lily. I stood there, staring, horrified.

"You see, instead of water they put gas in, taking up all the oxygen to slowly suffocate them," he explained.

"I-I want to go back now," I said.

"I knew it was going to be to much for you to handle," he said sighing. He helped me down to the ground, grabbing my arm again. Dragging me along. I was so scared. I don't think many kids will be left to adopt…

Pour one out for Rin's destroyed mental state. And a couple lines of bullshit later:


I awoke in a cell. At first I thought it might be where the sick are treated, then I doubted it.

I reached to my neck for a necklace.
It was gone. I looked for my diary.
It was gone.
Pens?
Gone.
All I had were the clothes on my back, and a chain around my ankle.
It was so cold. So so cold.
I felt like dying there, run away from the pain. Join my father and mother and best friend again.
Then I remembered my brother. I had to stay strong. For him. I heard a door open, and I quickly turned to see caretaker.

"I have some of your things," he said.

"well give me them!" I said, reaching for what seemed to be a pen.

"Ah-ah-ah! You get them one-by-one one a day," he explained.

"Why?" I asked.

"it's better being here then listen to SeeU and Lenka brag," he said.

"Oh," I answered.
?
"Anyway, wanna pen?" he asked, holding one in front of me.

"Yes!" I grabbed my favorite orange pen, best working of them all.

"so how do I get more?" I asked.

"that's for you to figure out," he said.

"Could I have my diary?" I asked.

"That comes last,"

"Your unfair,"

"Do you know the real reason you're here?"

"N-no,"

"they are gonna kill you all,"

THIS scared me. It scared me BAD.

"if your lucky you'll be adopted," he said, sending me a little relief.

"But then you have to give up your religion, become Christian or whatever your new family may be," he explained.

No big.

"what's the chance of surviving that long?" I asked.

"1/5" he answered.

"I'm so screwed…" I said

He slid down the wall, and sat next to me.

"Your lucky," he said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Because as we speak, some caretaker is whipping one of their kids, and if you hadn't noticed you were out cold for two days," he said.

"TWO DAYS! HOW AM I STILL ALIVE!"

"sheesh did you not notice that tube in your arm?" he asked.

….no….

"Of course I did, I thought it was for blood is all!" I lied.

"Sure, I'll take that pen back," he said.

"WHAT! NO WAY!' I yelled.

"You lied, so I confiscate something," he explained.

"I won't lie anymore! Swear!" I yelled.

Knock Knock
Care taker went to answer the door, looking serious.
Something is wrong…
And now Chapter 3, I'll start skipping around more from now on because it's been a lot of reading middle-school grammar.
"You will burn bodies, with your brother," Len said. He pushed me and I grabbed a random body, dragged it and threw it in the hole. The smell of burning flesh was awful! I went for another body, and I saw SeeU crying. I walked over.

"SeeU what's wro-," I looked down… Lenka… she was dead. SeeU hugged me.

"She's dead! My best friend! She's gone!" SeeU cried into my rags.

"I know how you feel, they killed my best friend too," I said. "Get to work, people are staring,"

She went back to whatever she was doing. I took Lenka's hand and dragged her to the pit. I felt horrible doing this, nether the less I pushed her in. poor Lenka, never had a chance…
Lenka... :(
"O-okay," I turned then remembered something "Rinto don't take a shower! It's a slaughter house!"

"I won't," he said walking away.

I walked off to my cabin, when once again, I was grabbed by the arm. I looked up and saw Len.

"No," he said, dragging me back to the cell.

I was thrown in once again, surprised to see SeeU there!

"SeeU!" I said.

"Oh Rin you're here too! Some guy pushed me and I sprained my ankle. I thought I was done for! Then the Caretaker dragged me here," SeeU explained.

"But I was supposed to go back to my Cabin! Len why did you stop me!?" I asked.

"I have to watch her, which means I can't protect you," Len explained.

"Umm…what?" we turned to a confused SeeU.

"Len is helping me, not die," I explained.

"So…" SeeU put her hands together and smiled really big. "It's just like Romeo and Juliet! A forbidden love between a Nazi and a Jew!"

"Um… you read too much Shōjo manga," I said.

"WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO READ?! YAOI!?" she yelled.

"n-no," I said.

"Someone's cranky," Len commented.

"Well my ankle hurts and my family is dead and my friend died and Lily is lost!" SeeU explained.

"Lily is dead," Len said. It didn't seem like he cared.

"Len that was rude!" I said.
Yep, time for the love train. And SeeU is making a good point here. Imagine if they let a yaoi-lover in the concentration camps and potentially even be adopted! That wouldn't be very Volksgemeinschaft of them, now would it? Shōjo manga, though? Nazis approve. Still very adoptable.
"Hey Len, could I have some pain medicine?" SeeU asked.

"We have none, but what I do have is bad news," he said.

"What?" I asked.

"I have been allowed to go home for a few days. To see my family," he explained.

"When?" SeeU asked.

"Now," he answered.

"Oh okay. I'll be very careful!" I said, knowing he would worry.

"Good, now I gotta go before they close the gates," he said, kissing my forehead an walking out the door.

HE KISSED MY FOREHEAD?!

"Rinny's got a red face! Rinny's got a red face!" SeeU teased.

"DO NOT!" I yelled.

"Do too! Your soo falling for him!" she said.

"Shut up!" I yelled.

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NO WHAT DID I JUST DO!? HOW COULDI KISS HER AND JUST WALK AWA LIKE THAT!?

I thought about that all the way home. When I arrived, I was about to open the door, but it opened first and I was tackled to the ground.
The romance is coming... oh boy.... And so is Chapter 4, where you get to meet Nazi Len's two siblings, Rui and Rei. Not gonna show their pictures but you know they're anime people so yeah. Blah blah blah family stuff Len reveals his crush but eventually he has to make the three day trip back to the camp to go see Rin again. And once he comes back he soon finds out the lie about her that she's been keeping secret...
I sat on the floor, in the spot I liked most.
As I was examining the damage of my shoes, Len somehow must have walked over, because next thing I knew I was pinned against the wall.

"Why didn't you tell anyone!?" he asked.

"Tell anyone what?" I asked.

"Does this look familiar!?" he asked, holding up m cross necklace.

"my cross? Big deal,"

"Rin! You're not Jewish! You don't have to be here!"

"Yes I do,"

"Why!?"

"Because Rinto IS Jewish. He may be the only family I have left, I can't abandon him," I explained.

Len sighed, "Your such a handful," he said, sitting next to me.

"KAWAII!" SeeU shouted, obsessing over the scene that just played.

"SeeU, your ankle is fine now! You can walk to your section of the cell!" Len snarled.

"FINE! BUT I HOPE YOU KNOW I CAN'T SEE YOU GUYS FROM THERE!" she yelled.

"WE KNOW!" Len and I said in union.

"Well seems like winter is almost over, less people will freeze," Len said, trying to make conversation.

God, Rin, why don't you just abandon that stupid brother of yours and let him adopt you and turn you into his lovely Nazi wife? SeeU is gonna get a nice beating out of frustration thanks to you not bending for him.

"Are you cold? Rin? Here let me help you," Len pronounced my name funny, and put my so I was almost on top of his lap.

"So…even though your Christian…you'll do whatever Nazis say?" Len asked.

"Yes," I answered.

Len smirked, not good.

"Will you do anything I say?" he asked.

"Y-yes,"

"Then kiss me," her ordered.

"EH!?" I shouted.

"And that's an order," he said.

I couldn't believe him! Why can't he just be nice like usual! I hate when he gets like this!

"Well~?" He teased.

I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Haha good enough," he smiled.

"Mean!" I yelled.

"Whatever, go to sleep," he said.
You know what, I'm getting bored. Time skip several months, and uh oh! Rinto just died!
"DAMN YOU NAZIS!" I yelled before running into my cell.
But she gets over it and Len rips her and SeeU (the catgirl lives) out of the camp to be adopted by the family. One problem though, Len's got a sister named Mayu, and well, Mayu doesn't want sisters...
"Oh mama! Can you take these girls back now? They'll just steal Len from me anyway!" Mayu asked.

"I'm afraid that won't be happening," the mother said.

"Good, I don't want to go back to that nazi camp. Don't you agree Rin?" SeeU asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Wait," Mayu said, suddenly growing serious "Your…Jews?"

"Yeah," SeeU said.

"I hate them mom," Mayu said.

I could see SeeU stiffen in worry.

"They leave…TOMORROW!" Mayu yelled.

"But we'll die if we go back!" I yelled.

"Jews deserve to die," she said coldly.

"Sweetie that's mean!" the mother said.

Mayu just glared at us before going inside the house.
Mayu read Mein Kampf cover to cover, she is committed. There will be none of them damn Jews in her house, even if Len wants to fuck one of them, too bad, Lenny's gonna stay a virgin.
Except actually not, because Mayu lets them stay as long as they're under house arrest. And she got an oddly convenient cold and can't get out of bed. Phew! Commence a couple chapters of Len and Rin dancing around each other like seventh-graders oh my god a middle schooler really did write this shi-
But what's this? Mayu was a yandere sister the whole time????!!!
I walked into the hallway, where I grabbed Mayu, and dragged her outside.

"I know what you did!" I yelled.

"What are you talking about?" she asked "I've done nothing wrong,"

"You, you devil's spawn, had a choice to help Rin, and Seeu's mom. You chose to leave them to rot in a prison," I said.

"HEY!" she yelled "I never wanted those girls! Especially not Rin! So what makes me need to take in their mothers too!?"

"What's your problem!? Every time I try to visit Rin you won't even let me go to the door!" I asked.

"YOUR OBVIOUSLY TO STUPID TO FIGURE OUT I LOVE YOU!" Mayu screamed.

"AND JUST BECAUSE OF THAT I CAN'T SEE RIN ANYMORE!?" I screamed back.

"NO! I SHOULD HAVE YOU ALL TO MYSELF! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYONE!" she screamed.

"WELL I DON'T LOVE YOU!" I yelled.

This left her sort of shocked, as if she expected me to give up, and confess to her or something.

"Y-you don't mean that!" she laughed.

"I HATE you," I said.

Mayu seemed very upset by this, and angrily grabbed a rock, and tried to throw it at me.
She missed, and just stared at me.

"Let me keep Rin," I said.

"No!" she said.

"Let me keep Rin!" I said in a harsher tone.

She was silent for a bit.

"It's not my place to say who she can, and can't live with," she said, looking away.

"Right, I forgot that," I said, feeling like an idiot. "It's your mother's choice,"

"I still love you," she said.

I kinda pitied her, but I pity Rin more.

Rin lost everyone, but her mom.

"Give up," I said coldly, walking back inside.
Mayu is the real bitch of this story, she acts even worse than the Nazi that was overseeing a bunch of Jews being killed. How the fuck do you manage to do that? She does give up immediately, though, because of course she does.
And then literally the entire rest of the fic is just Rin and Len having a grand old time, Rin even hangs out with Len at the camp (where her family died, no trauma there), another character actually poisoned Rinto and Rin gets mad for one second, creepy incel Gumo- Actually, let's check on the Author-san's WWII knowledge, has it improved?
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No, not really. This is the alternate universe where Steiner's attack happens and the Nazis are still alright up until the nukes come around. Though the British and Americans are still getting up in German business, and Len is taken to show them where the concentration camps are. And just after they admitted they actually loved each other! How cruel. He goes off with the obviously British Hiyama Kiyoteru, Rin has to figure out how to go with him, there's this scene:
He leaned in, and kissed her. Rin froze; determining whether to hit him, or kiss back. She decided to kiss back, but before she could someone interrupted.

"What the fuck," the two turned to see one of the British men working with their traveling group.

Rin almost forgot. She looks like a guy, not a girl.

"I-It's not what it looks like," Rin stuttered.
Period-accurate homophobia.
Soon Rin and Len get married! (or promise to get married, they aren't old enough, of course, but somehow Len was old enough to be a caretaker at a concentration camp, you know what whatever), roll credits, happiest ending of all time.

Hopefully you at least got a laugh or two rather than the usual "Oh god, yet another one of those" kind of fare. Chandelier, godspeed, my good woman, at this rate you're gonna be 85 in the nursing home still posting JayVik. This is the kind of abominations I'm personally more interested in. The good kind, filled with soul and not the same five tropes slopped together ad nauseaum. We will never have these kind of fics ever again thanks to Robox and Minecraft and brainrot stealing the kids' attention spans. You don't know how good you have it until it's gone...
 
Thread tax: I don't hang out in the hunting grounds for male vaginas, so instead, let's rip into a middle schooler trying to write the Holocaust.
But with Vocaloids.
That reminds me of an ancient Zelda fic that had a whole lovingly detailed section about a Kokiri holocaust which was fucking wild to stumble across in the early 2000's. I need to find the copy I've got archived somewhere because I'm pretty sure the author DFE'd at some point and they had a lot of weird stuff.
 
The LGD tag (which apparently stands for Lesbians Getting Dicked, as someone mentioned much earlier) apparently has some writers that solely write LGD fanfics. Here's one example fanfic, which is an "alternate setting" where Gay Marriage has been made illegal and "conversion camps" have been created:
I have to admit, it's a stupid "kink", but that premise sounds so hilarious.
 
Welcome to the male fanfiction writing community. Hey, at least men won't make the characters therapy-speak about their emotional state and commentate on society, right? Instead every girl turns into an unholy amalgamation of pornstar and anime behavior that lets you know that none of these people actually talk or hang out with real women, the same way no tumblr girl fanfic writer talks or hangs out with real men. Pick your poison.

What would MtF and FtM writers be into? FtMs sound like they'd be like female fanfiction writers but more insane, and MtFs do the male fanfiction traits on steroids with a pinch of on-TERF violence, as shown below:

I have to admit, it's a stupid "kink", but that premise sounds so hilarious.

I do wonder if the opposite of this, the GGP kink (Gays Getting Pussied) is a thing or not.

On another note, ever wondered what violent tranny rape fantasies on real women fanfiction would look like? Here's some examples, and it is all literal and on display with no subtlety to it:

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The writer even made a spinoff fic, where children are involved:

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And yes, the troon author's profile is as insane as his said fanfics:

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