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There are some fics that are so obviously written by women that you can clock them just by how many times they use 'yikes'. This one includes your classic ABO but with a Grindr dating app. Behold the very masc attitude of an omega that totally doesn't want kids but biological essentialism/call of the wild demands the opposite.
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> This has to be the most pathetic things he's ever done
I agree. The author was so horny writing this she forgot to add grammar.
> Loosing
Yeehaw.
> The loneliness. The cramping that would spread throughout his whole body
Omega heats are just a worse version of ovulation, where these people can physically smell when you're ready to mate as if you are a cow producing the hormones in urine.
> There's a strong healthy alpha around! Why aren't you pregnant yet?!
Not only is it biologically essentialism, it's eugenic in nature. Only the most handsome, fit, muscular alpha males can get the most beautiful omegas. It's not Aktion T4 when we do it.
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> He's seen Jayce talk to beautiful young female omegas
Define 'female' here, because you are one on the basis of you being trans.
> Male
Lol. Lmao. To be a male, you have to have a penis. You do not, and your 'secondary gender' isn't male in any case. Omegas serve the 'female' role and their sole purpose is to shit out pups.
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> Femme omega
So...a troon omega. A 6'7 gigahon with both sets of genitalia. A real girlcock!
> Yikes, absolutely not
How many men, even gay ones, use OMG YIKES! Not many, if at all.
> I want to have many pups
He also wants to fuck the local church omega because his 'wife' isn't producing enough heirs and their vagina got too 'loose'.
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> Viktor is not having pups. He's far too busy for that
Wait for the inevitable GET PREGNANT GET PREGNANT speech from our alpha male Latino.
> Not to mention the strain that would put on his body
No one cares. The only time they care about conservative tradwives is when the disabled man gets pregnant.
> Female virgin
Define 'female virgin' here in the context of omegaverse.
> Who would ever want to be into that guy
You're going to be fucked by 'that guy' and you will be turned on because WHOA MALE INSTINCTS ARE HOT LOOK AT THAT MATE GUARDING!
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You know a female autist wrote this when:

They have a short text-off, and you can clock Viktor as female right away by him saying, "I didn't mean to come off so strong." Men don't usually apologize for that at all. These authors can never shed that female socialization. This is cemented by the internal monologue on dating culture and how lonely he is and how his world ended when an alpha male left him. It's condescendingly petty, the type of attitude that belongs to a shut-in female autist.

Viktor leaves early - the author spells it earily - to go on his date, and Jayce asks where he's going, noting he never leaves early. When Viktor walks to the café, he has a mental note on how Jayce will have beautiful pups some day...but not with him, because he values his bodily autonomy. In the business we call this foreshadowing.

He meets Dmitri, and I want to show you how absolutely cringeworthy the dialogue is:
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Such compelling dialogue.
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> Viktor learns how to suck dick for Dmitri
Oh, so he was a virgin. Guess porn isn't allowed in omegaverse because that would be a 'danger to society'.
> He wants something else...someone else
He wants that Hispanic Hog. White boy dick ain't gonna cut it; he needs an extra six inches to carve out that spot in his uterus.
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> He's been smelling different
> He's an alpha, Viktor is an omega, that's just instinctual
The only time we care about biology is when it comes to omegaverse. Otherwise it doesn't exist and males are NOT violent and DO NOT do this shit. All we're missing is dick measuring contests and fights to the death where they tear each other's faces off with their teeth.
> He's tried to find a similar perfume
An actual perfume, or did you just use an omega's sweat?
> An oak-like
Note how all the alphas have 'masculine' scents and the omegas have 'feminine' ones. Sex is binary when we want it to be.
> The smell of an alpha claiming him, marking this omega as taken
We now have a war of Yankee Candles to see who will win in the battle of Stinky Fucks.
> Jayce's mind recoils at the idea of another alpha touching Viktor
He stresses that he's so progressive and nice and then with the snap of one's fingers the MS13 side of him comes out and he's ready to carve into that flesh like he's a cartel gang member. You want the chainsaw, gringo?
> The possibility of Viktor bearing this man's pups
I love how he's always reduced to his reproductive potential when these are the same people who tell you to Stop Doing That.
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> If any alpha should claim Viktor it should be Jayce
Bringing out that caveman attitude, I see.
> He practically reeks of it, like a warning sign for other alphas to stay away from him
That doesn't stop animals like ducks or bucks. They will just rape away.
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> Maybe this is okay
Says the man who enters a primal rage when someone he doesn't own and cannot control is dating someone he hates for no rational reason. Rational sex indeed.
> Two alphas competing over one omega, he's heard stories about this situation
Along with the shitty grammar, two alpha males fighting over an omega comes to mind fighting elephant seals, but instead of giant-ass noses, they're fighting with their dicks. Does the loser get bitched or is that too feminine for them to do?
> He's going to fucking kill that man
What happens if an alpha kills another? Is it taken to court or is it just dismissed as a Rule of Nature?

Jayce believes that Dmitri is a spy and that's one reason he's 'stealing' Viktor away from him. Despite Viktor and Dmitri dating for months, he's still pissed off. Later, when they go for a walk in the park, Jayce spots him sporting a checkered sweater and goatee - as if he's cosplaying Mage Viktor - and Jayce gets mad he can't grow facial hair like him. Cue the most feminine back-and-forth drama between two males the author cannot seem to write to save her life.
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> His mother didn't have the money to have them done earlier
Bullshit. They had money to travel the world. They are upper middle-class. He is not poor.
> Playful 'ha' looking at the other alpha
Literal Mean Girls shit.
> Those lips are not meant for him, he does not deserve them
They're thin as fuck and chapped. It'd be like kissing a seagull's beak.
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> Back in ye 'olden days', before alpha and omega had equal footing
They still don't, even with omegan feminism. They cannot choose their mates and their fates are tied to their reproductive potential. They cannot transition out of their omega status, but they can transition from female-to-male. That's one thing these retards can never answer: why is one fine and the other isn't? Sex is fluid, but 'secondary gender' is not?
> Jayce could fucking kill Dmitri
> Ideally with him strapped to a chair in the basement
Just normal, feminist alpha things.
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> I really could not
Just shut the fuck up and start fighting. You're acting like bitchy teenagers.
> We're both alphas, he's an omega
Yeah, use both of those holes while you're at it!
> His well-being is my top priority
He says, while acting like an angry Latino who just found out he has to pay child support.
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Pheromones so strong it makes other alphas afraid. I wonder if they use them in the police force.
> The estrogen really did its job
And Lest is still a full foot taller than the FTM omega here, lmao
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Polyamory never happens in Omegaverse. Monogamy only. The parents stick together; no out-of-wedlock children are allowed. We don't deal with such liberal views around here.
> He feels like he'll never really get over Jayce
You were never dating...?

Viktor then ponders whether he loves Jayce, and we follow up with Jayce reading up on alpha/omega mating rituals, one of which involves omegas wearing scarves or high collars so they could not be mated by another alpha. Jayce can't wait to give Dmitri his one-four, then Viktor calls him because he isn't feeling well - he's in heat, and there's only one man for the job. He asks for 'soup', but he's about to get more cream and carrot in said soup than something for the omega soul. Jayce jogs to his apartment and is preening that Viktor chose him and not that white fuck-face Dmitri.
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> A flue
This person really was masturbating too much to proofread her own work. A flue is a fishing net.
> Not his 'mate'. Not his 'alpha'
I love the dick measuring contest here. ME ALPHA! ME! NOT STUPID WHITE MAN. ME JAYCE WANT OMEGA FOR HIMSELF!
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> Jayce's inner alpha is knowing
Knowing? GNAWING, you dumb bitch.
> Give him pups while he's nice and fertile
Glad we know which ones are the females because alphas don't do this with other same-sex members. They do this with the ones with complementary genitalia. For a universe that claims to 'play with gender' it sure knows exactly what sex roles are.
> How disgusting can you be
How retarded can you be to confuse knowing and gnawing?
> Little chirps and whimpers
What is he, a broken smoke detector?
> Alpha
One thing I have hated since StarJanet's work is when the omega reverts to this quasi baby talk where they go 'Alpha 🥺help me alpha UWU'. It's not a fucking anime, fuck off.
> It hits Jayce like a brick. Like a massive lust inducing brick
Redundant.
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> It's purely instinctual
One might call it...biological essentialism.
> Jayce is an alpha, Viktor is an omega in heat
AKA he was a boy, (s)he was a girl, can it get anymore obvious?
> But the alpha inside Jayce, the terribly possessive, jealous alpha inside needs this
Redundant.
> The heat-drunk omega begs Jayce to take him, to fill him up and make him whole
I'm sure that homemade soup will feature plenty of heavy cream.
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> He could lay Viktor down in his bed and take him, claim him, and breed him full of pups. There wouldn't be much of a struggle
Rape. You're talking about rape. But this is all about exploring gender and Jayce is their favourite character. That's why he's always a possessive rapist or pedophile.
> Realizing just how much better of an alpha Jayce is. How much bigger he is
You can have a massive cock, but that doesn't stop you from being a rapist.
> No, no, don't leave me alpha
Shut the fuck up before I find your killswitch, Laputen Machine.
> It wants to break out, to take what is clearly calling for him
You just had a thought about raping your mate. So much for 'treating him right'.
> Small, huh. Pathetic. So Jayce is bigger then
Define what 'big' is. If there isn't a belly bulge he ain't big.
> A 5 inch dark blue dildo
According to BSwaves, that's tiny. Why you using a tiny-ass dildo?
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> Ben rejected
OH NO NOT UNCLE BEN!
> Long enough for his boner to die down on its own
I'm more worried about putting that Tupperware dish on the stovetop. Nothing like feeding melted plastic to your omega.

Jayce heats up the soup, Tupperware dish included, and feeds it to Viktor. He then says this:
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Dmitri has been in a relationship with him for months, longer than you ever have.
> You don't do that to an omega
You just had a thought of throwing him on the bed and 'breeding' him against his will, because your Alpha Male Instincts are calling and It's Just Biology, Bro.

There's a brief instance of Viktor being a poor, disabled Zaunite - because fuck his wishes and whether he wants those damn mutts - and Jayce gets overjoyed at the prospect of being there for his next heat. He then snoops through Viktor's phone and finds messages involving Dmitri, and we discover that Viktor broke up with him over text. Why? Well his 'true love' is the Big Dick Alpha Male chest beater here.
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> Alpha bitch
Replace this with 'bitch, please' and it becomes a helluva lot more tolerable.
> Viktor chirps happily at the view he's getting
We don't actually get a description of Jayce's dick other than the fact he is 'massive' and can reach his cervix. So around 10-12''. He's still acting like a smoke detector, I see.
> Dripping wet with slick, begging to be stuffed
All I think of is a Thanksgiving turkey.
> Dark curls frame it like a priceless painting
I wouldn't wan Tarzan pubes framing my Da Vinci paintings. Would you?
> Alpha, please!
BITCH, PLEASE
> They wouldn't fit him anyway
Because real alpha men have big cocks. We know who the males are because they have COCK. We know what sexual dimorphism is because the big wicks have COCKS. COCK makes the world go round.
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> Viktor's hole welcomes him gratefully, wet and needy
We know. It looked like a 'priceless painting' covered in pubes. Yuck.
> Tip of his dick kissing his cervix. His womb
The womb is the uterus. It is beyond the cervix. They are two separate bits of anatomy.
> Now is when the fun begins
Who invited Anakin? Get him out of here.
> Alpha ahhh alpha
Are we writing a rap, or are we still going with the UWU ALPHA~~~anime shit?
> As if they were both destined for this
Almost as if you have complementary genitalia and your universe is so biologically programmed you can sniff out who has a vagina and who is reproductively functional like you're bulls tasting a cow's urine. Literal dog people.
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> A nice beautiful claiming mark and a belly full of pups
> They would have beautiful pups together
> Give you beautiful little pups
> Yes alpha, give me pups
I'm setting up an Omegaverse Planned Parenthood so I can yeet those puppies right to the mill.
> Alpha is going to breed you
ME ALPHA CLAIM MY TERRITORY. ME ALPHA WANT PUPS. ME ALPHA ACT LIKE DOG. ME ALPHA ACT LIKE CRO-MAGNON BECAUSE ME NO HAVE DEVELOPED PRO-FRONTAL CORTEX
> Final 'alpha please'
BITCH, PLEASE

They finish, have a chat over whether Jayce meant it over the pups thing, and he says yes. They are going to have their cottage and a white picket fence and Ximena will be excited to be a grandma. We're exploring and defeating the binary by crafting biological essentialism and making only the penis-owners be alpha males. You can transition from female-to-male, but you cannot transition from an omega to alpha. THAT is biological, innate, and cannot be changed. You can identify as a man, but an alpha male can still scent your breedable pussy, and even if you are physically incapable of bearing 'pups', you'll shit them out like a mama pitbull. It's Just Biology, bro. Why you hating? Alpha, please.

Another known pedophile in my fandom is ricehameggs, who uses the 'English isn't my first language whoopsie' excuse to write 15-year-olds and under getting groomed by men they wish groomed them when they were that age. For some reason, 14-15 is considered the 'golden rule' for these people; the time when the victim straddles the middle ground between fresh-faced teen right out of puberty and not-yet rebellious adult. If you guessed they hang around and are inspired by the Gypsy pedophile, you would be correct.
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> He despised himself too much to value the good things in his daily life
> Is trans
> Was sexually abused by two penis owners at 15
> Lives with resentment and hatred ever since
> Transitioned to try to gain some form of independence and respect
> It still doesn't work
What do they mean by this?
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> Jonia
She means 'Ionia', which is their version of Asia. The bitch can't even get the region right. This woman is originally Spanish, but even then, this would sound like 'YO-NEE-AH' instead of 'EYE-OH-NEE-AH'.
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Leave it to a high school reunion to bring back all those nightmares.
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> Revealed the fine, smooth skin on his back
He needs to show off that creamy skin in order to show them Latinos that white pussy is the best.
> He was still the lamb they could devour if he dared be too confident
Skill issue. Here I thought you being a trans man would gift you all the privileges of being a man.
> His best friend letting go of a woman's arm
This is Jinx, and, in Fujofrankenstein style, she's in a relationship with her own sister. Lannisters ain't got shit.
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> Looked nothing like the boy he had once been
Joke's on you - you were never a boy, and actual boys knew it.
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> Even if the circumstances of their marriage weren't public knowledge
Yeah, I doubt an incestuous marriage would look good in the courts. This ain't Appalachia.
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> Is that your...executioner
That's definitely an ESL thing, taken to be literal. She means ' is that your attacker/abuser'? but it doesn't translate well or she doesn't get the implications. That or it's an idiom.
> One that haunted him for years, chasing him even in his dreams
Miss me with that queercatfan sentence structure.
> A pure trigger for anxiety
A pooner has anxiety issues after being raped by penis-owners? You don't say.
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> Both were teachers
You know teachers groom kids more than priests. Least they're being factual!
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> The hidden consequences of harbouring that secret interest
AKA if people find out they're sister-fucking lesbians their marriage would be rendered null and void. Unless, of course, they start a civil right issue over that, too.
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> He was only fifteen, suffering panic attacks that resembled those of war-scarred adult
I wonder where that came from. PTSD pooner here is so traumatized they walk right into the arms of their sexy teacher who proceeds to groom them.

Monday, Wednesday and Friday should be capitalized. They are proper nouns and are capitalized in Spanish, too.
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> There would be no more pretexts to meet his teacher in private
Lad, you are getting groomed. True to form, what he thought was love swiftly turns into predation because - shocker - males who go after teenagers aren't invested in equality.
> I'll talk to that stupid brat
Nothing like purebred misogyny. Comes with the territory of being a pedophile.
> He should haven't liked so much that his teacher spoke this way about one of his favorite students
Intra-sexual competition. One girl is happy another is being shamed and humiliated for a man's attention. That's also misogyny.
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> He only had to ask and Viktor would give him everything
What did I say about being groomed?
> The more skin of his thighs he showed, the more intense his actions became
Men have admitted that if they could, they would fuck teenagers. This does not surprise me.
> Something in his head was screaming that all of this wasn't normal
Those are you instincts and they are trying to save your ass.
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> Ugly disappointment
The fact of a man when he finds out he'll be on the Sex Offender Registry.
> The little one
I see what you're doing there.
> Undeveloped tits
He's 15, so he has gone through puberty, albeit that there's just no breast tissue. This is used to make the person appear even younger. Shotacons gonna shotacon.
> Who was he? A damn animal?
Yes. He knows he can sexually abuse a teen and get away with it because the teen won't snitch. Teenage love is a helluva thing.
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> Making the boy bounce
You aren't a boy.
> Milky liquid
'First proper orgasm'. He still orgasmed, he just didn't squirt. Most women can't and there is nothing wrong with that.
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> One of his bullies
Which happens to be S2 Jayce who is called 'James' in this AU. Rape definitely runs in this family.
> His body had been desecrated in several ways
If you admit you've been desecrated, you can admit you've been groomed.
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> He felt incapable of standing up to one of them on his own
And why is that? It's really something when trans men brag about punching 'cis' men and how tough they are, yet even in their own writings they fully admit they can't do jack shit when a real man decides to do something to them.
> He was only a year older and didn't tower over him
So he's under 5'8. A manlet.
> So paralyzed with fear that he couldn't even speak
They want to be men and yet when a man decides to raise his voice, out comes that little girl.
> The little lamb approached the mouth of the wolf
More like the rabid dog decided to bite the first bit of flesh it saw. Don't bother to be poetic for a rapist.
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> We'll give her the surprise of her life
Corrective rape for the incestuous lesbian too, eh? But that's just a bit too far. We need the white trans man being raped because we don't reveal anything about ourselves at all with that.
> Was Viktor discovering the new trendy fetish?
Does the new trendy fetish involve rape?
> Her clit
Nice slip-up. Misgendering your own character? For shame.
> We'll tell Marcus that next time he takes the slut and gives her a beating in the alley
Man I'm loving all these stereotypical misogynistic men. Hard to tell whether that is worse or the attempted 'transphobia'.
> My little girl likes it when I tell her I'm going to touch her again
See what I mean? Actual men don't buy that trans men are men. They know they are women, and when they call them by their true sex and reduce them to their sex organs it's not a big deal. It can be hot if the person doing it is hot. Just be hot and you can get away with anything.
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> Through the orgasm that pounded the body of the younger one
This makes it seem as if he's a small child rather than a teen. In any case, using the 'I wasn't raped because I orgasmed' thing does make me MATI, because it is rape. That's the excuse rapists use. I am not surprised a shotacon uses it, too.

We cut back to the present where Jayce tells the audience he's happy to see everyone. He spots Viktor in the crowd, and despite Jinx's insistence they leave, he wants to stay to 'close this chapter of his life'. James, Jayce's doppelganger, is also married to a woman who doesn't know her hubby was a rapist in his youth. At the end of the party, one of them sneaks up behind Viktor and in a 'fantasy come to life' velvet voice, tells him he needs to take it easy on the drink because no one will take it from him. His nickname is 'little star'.

The smut will be in Chapter 2, which will be posted next week. This one will feature and unintended pregnancy (that I assume was terminated) and other sexual acts. No telling if one or both are involved.
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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Sometimes the comments are better than the fic itself. These were posted in the comments of a fic of an arranged marriage AU. Someone asked why the black woman was being cucked/cheated on. These comments weren't even from the author, but a whiteknight.
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> Go hate on the show producers for not making the gay guy black
If he was a gay black guy, you wouldn't be loving it so much.
> Czech but okay go off
Lmao is Czech a different brand of white?

I'm not racist...but the black woman has to be cucked because it makes it more 'realistic'. THE MAN IS GAY, GAY GAY
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"No one is this fucking stupid"
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They called the person who brought it up a 'whiny little hoe', despite acting like a whiny white hoe themselves, lmao. No one should cop this hard for a fic they didn't even write. Hell, there could be an entire thread on just AO3 whiteknights and how they will defend their faves to the death. On FFNet you just dueled it out in PMs.

Now THAT would be hot. And get people to scream at the author.
Nah, all they have to do is make one of the characters trans. Then gay men LOVE that pussy.
 
Nah, all they have to do is make one of the characters trans. Then gay men LOVE that pussy.
"BL" where one has a pussy is already this it just doesn't do they do the retarded thing where they pretend this tracks with a "gay awakening" rather than some sort of forced conversion or just don't bring it up as weird at all.

There IS however, lots of pooner porn with "forced feminization"...

(It's just women writing porn about getting dick, is what I'm saying.)
 
I read one thousand and eighteen pages of misery porn and Literary Girlporn and am now going to write about it on Kiwifarms.st because that shit sucked

Or

I thought the concept of harry potter fanfiction that copy pastes large sections of Margaret Atwood's "The Handmaid's Tale" would cause me to piss myself in laughter with it's heavy handed political messaging and barely disguised masturbatory fantasy

I, over the course of about 2ish (I read the first 800 pages in like a week but then got distracted) months or so read the text "Manacled" by one Sen Lin Yu because I was in disbelief that she was able to obtain a book deal with Random House for a sanitized, non-infringing white out job edit of the text.

I did not find laughter, I found 250 pages of misery porn, 500 pages of flashbacks and another 250 of Literary Girlporn in that order.

Some bullet points
-I've been exposed to Literary Girlporn before, I read Twilight because I was really bored once, I know the tropes, this has all of them.
-I am an extremely amateur scholar of Female Literary Depravity and while this example wasn't particularly egregious it was largely because the author wanted to write Girlporn and not regular porn
-The "Romance" was poorly written to the point of parody and can be boiled down to "I'm emotionally needy and you're not a huge bitch so I guess I'll tolerate you because I need a broad to make my little scheme work" and "I'm emotionally needy and you make my pussy throb"
-I was able to guess the big reveal with Ginny several hundred pages before it happened based on one paragraph of foreshadowing
-Hermione is possibly the most misogynistic depiction of a female character I have ever seen,
Horny for a mass murderer who killed the equivalent of Wizard Archangel Michael directly on the orders of Wizard Satan but it's okay it's because he loves his mommy so much, still loves him after he flat out admits he murdered a literal infant (it's okay though it was all part of the long game to get revenge) if this wasn't a work of Girlporn by a woman for women you'd think the author or was a mod on /r/Braincels. Literally, her perspective before she loses her memory and after she regains it is "I'm willing to look past all the heinous shit you did and are going to do because you make me gush and you claim to feel really bad about it"

I was also able to easily guess the "Draco is actually a good guy" twist

-Possibly the worst part of it all was realizing I still had 6 months of in universe time of flashbacks before progressing the story forward, page and page of Misery Porn-lite assaulting my stubborn eyes
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When Lucius murders Draco's bitch wife it's unintentionally hilarious because it's somewhat similar to Sam Hyde's "You whipped my wife"/ Wine Party skits
-Overall this shit sucked and it's only because of my stubbornness that I subjected my self to it, can't believe women read this bullshit and then make tiktok videos joyously crying as a result.
-There's probably a bunch of stuff I've forgotten due to the sands of time, never allowing my self to be suckered into reading AO3 Girlporn in search of laughs by posts on X ever again.
 
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Everyone wishes they were that NLOG that gets whisked away at a fancy party to get fucked by a guy with a big dick in a library. Behold, the NLOG of all NLOGs: Hallmark edition. This is beta-read, so any mistakes or weird-ass lines found here are equally on the beta-reader as well as the author. The quotable lines are, 'set up camp in his cunt' and 'makes a cock-hungry comment'. Also features the cross-eyed retard look.
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> With a large green law spreading out around the building
First mistake of your beta-reader: not merging a relative clause together. I'm not a stickler for proper English grammar rules myself, but some things just sound and feel better a certain way. Case in point: A large green lawn spreads out around the building, with tents of food and drink and various barbecues filling the air with delicious smells.

Sounds a lot better, eh?
> With the crutch in one hand and the place in the other
How can he possibly answer his phone when both hands are occupied? The author doesn't solve this conundrum and her beta-reader didn't catch it, either.
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> Blending mass of creamy nuances
This doesn't make a lick of sense. 'Nuances OF creams, beiges and whites' would offer a more colorful theme and show how nuanced they properly are - a gradient. 'Creamy subtleness' doesn't sound very smart.
> Broad-shouldered, handsome square face and looking like a gentle giant
I swear, if I read 'his thumbs met in the middle' that gentle giant is getting a jackhammer to the jaw.
> He's not supposed to be here
> He really isn't, but he is
OK, and? Pick a struggle.
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> But you're from the hammer business?
A 'yes?' or 'correct?' would mean he already asked that question and Jayce did not yet answer.
> Old money is laid back
Uh, no they aren't. Old money is usually more stringent on social mores and they don't really like upstarts. Old money and new money clash for that reason. The one thing that unites them is the disdain for the working class.
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> I just can't speak to anymore young ladies
You'll never guess his reasons. The tennis players and dressage athletes are too self-centered and feminine for him. Thankfully, NLOG Viktor is there to show how he's so much better than those dumb bimbos.
> In a way it sounded like Jayce had preferred him over girls
A literal Pick Me.
> A random man
Lol. Lmao. From the way it's written, you really do think he clocked him right away.
> Equally be an equal
The floor is made of floor.
> But those tennis girls re in a completely different kind of mental field than I am
AKA they are stupid, shallow and only think about themselves and not worldly things like you do. A nice way of being misogynist while making every tennis player sound like Kim Kardashian.
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> She's not really my type
"I'm not into vaginas on women with boobs. I like my vaginas to be filled with testosterone, because a man's vagina is just different'.
> Blabbered on about not being able to connect emotionally with a lot of young women his mother had suggested
I will repeat my point: they're all stupid bitches unlike our Pick Me here, who gets picked by the dark-haired muscular Adonis who fucks him with his big dick. A literal basic bitch het girl's dream.
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> They settle to a sway by the music
> They're swaying to the music
A beta-reader so good she didn't catch them swaying to the music twice.
> Cos even then
Look, I get you want to be hip and all that, but it doesn't work for you, lass. 'Even then, the fairy lights will light up the laterns' would sound a helluva lot better. But that's just an evil TERF talking.
> Only happened in movies, never in real life, and never to a guy like himself
Pick Me behaviour. You got picked and your fantasies are all coming true, now let's get to the Hispanic Hog splitting apart that white pussy where he can feel it in his lungs and his insides are carved out in the shape of his penis.
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> They fit like puzzle pieces
It helps when you have complementary genitalia.
> The bulge is clear as the hunger for more runs through Viktor
Much like them swaying twice, the author writes that this prominent bulge appears twice.
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> Against his hardening bulge
If he has a bulge it's already hardened - and you wrote as much.
> I don't have protection
Now why would he ask that if he thought he was fucking a man? You can get another male pregnant, and asking for condoms would be moot if you both said you were clean.
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Ahaha. He noticed Viktor doesn't have a bulge - and it seems that that t-dick isn't showing up either. I do notice that this 'gay' man really does take the knowledge that the person he wants to fuck has a vagina rather easily, when such a thing barely happens in real life. Viktor would get his jaw broken. But let's continue with the fantasy for a moment.
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> Taking in his slick scent
"Man, are you the Pacific? Cuz all I smell is brine and salt."
> He promised he had him. And boy did he.
Compare with: He promised he had him - and boy, he did.
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> Tongue works his way around the inner walls like a thirsty man in the desert
I just think of a horse's tongue.
> Jayce is going to set up camp in his cunt
Hope it's not the Fyre festival.
> In fact he wouldn't mind. If he fucks as well as he gives head
Great, the queercatfan sentence structure. Compare: In fact, he wouldn't mind if he fucks as well as he gives head. There. So much better. Your beta-reader needs to do a better job.
> The smaller cock
Indeed it is small.
> Talk for yourself
*Speak for yourself
> At the intrusion of a finger he gasps into the kiss
> With Jayce fingering him
We know. Compare: At the intrusion of finger he gasps into the kiss, and all he can think of is trying to breathe.
> Squelching sounds/obscene painting
Just makes me think of a wet sponge.
> His lower body erupting with a long squirt
It's not Sera's SPLASH, but it is the GTA firetruck pressure, so there you go.
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> Catching his breath seems like an Olympic sport with the euphoric wave that had just crashed over him
Should've hired me as your beta.
> Where it lands by the smaller cock, angry and needing attention from his proficient hands
See point above.
> Hard and happy to see him
> He closes his hand around Jayce's hard cock, big and warm
You wrote his dick being hard twice. I am surprised he's able to close his hands around said dick; usually, he's so big Viktor's uwu smol hands can't do it.
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> I want to feel you clench and pull me in. How tight you are, squeezing on me
Le sigh. 'I want to feel you clench and pull me in. You're so fucking tight, squeezing on me.'
> Heavy and read
> Then the cock lands on top of his mound* of curls. It's heavy
> Heavy equipment
So we described him being hard twice, and heavy three times. Great job, beta-reader.
> Brushing it against his smaller cockhead
It's not a cockhead. She later calls it a 'cock and nerves' as if it isn't the same thing, as the clitoris is a bundle of nerves.
> The indent is not to be mistaken. Jayce is big
We know, you said it five times already.
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> And for my next trick, I'll make my cock disappear
OK, I laughed. That's corny as shit but it's funny.
> Let's out a cock-hungry comment
Now this is cringe.
> The repeated feeling of being stretched and spread open on that amazing cock of is
And? That's a statement. It doesn't do anything.
> So good, mmh, so good
Me when I find the perfect ice cream cone.
> Fuck, you're so deep. What the fuck
Me when I run out of ideas for dirty talk
> Crosseyed in bliis
You just look retarded.
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> A gasp at the touch. But Jayce catches him again
He gasps at the touch, but Jayce catches him again. There.
> Cock and nerves
The clitoris is already a bundle of nerves, you retard.
> But he doesn't spill, not yet
> This fuck, this quick bliss - all a euphoric combination
There.
> He hides the hisses from the brush strokes on his tender member
He's being tickled with a paintbrush on his dick?
> It catches Viktor by surprise as Jayce's cock presses against his cervix
Why would he be surprised? You already took in all of him and got a belly bulge.
> As if trying to get in
You aren't getting in.
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> His right hand is stubbornly guided back down to his lower body
We already know he's got a belly bulge. You wrote it a few paragraphs ago.
> Jayce's cock pistons in and out exhilaratingly fast
That's what pistoning means, yes
> His cock and nerves
Third time this has been used. It's redundant.
> Both catch their breath as he presses into the base
He was already fully seated before. I also haven't read a smut fic where it just abruptly ends like this. Usually, the man finishes, they have a nice chat, and then they decide whether or not to be a couple. Here his dick is still inside and we don't even have the grand ole explosion. I thought it was going to be a lot rougher than it was. What a downer.

Everybody loves an inspirational tweet - especially when they get a particular set of juices flowing. Add on a special vibration remote and you get the NSFW version of Click. You'll get gushes and gushes of slick - 14 instances of it, in fact - and some athletic anal!
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For a minute I think we were talking about the Clickers from the Last of Us, but no. Calling a vibrating remote a 'clicker' is rather unimaginative, especially since it really doesn't state what it does. But that's just a nitpick.
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> Whirring to life
From the sounds of it, it's been alive for quite some time if your cunt is 'throbbing cruelly'. I guess the kinks weren't all worked out, eh?

We discover that Viktor was feeling mischievous that morning and decided to go into work with a vibrator up his snatch, and left the remote unattended for five minutes where our resident Latino autist decided to go ham on the buttons. He gets worse as the afternoon goes by, making our lil dood's life miserable.
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> Gushes and gushes of slick dripping through him
Ladies, do you get gushes and gushes of slick that would make the US Army jealous when you use a special toy? He should really consider branching out in the sex toy department. This would make him a billionaire.
> Thighs shaking, cunt wet
We already knew that with the 'gushes and gushes of slick'.
> Was pounding the button like a man possessed
*Like an autist possessed
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> The wet heat pooling between his thighs, slick soaking through the fabric of his pants
We know. You already wrote about the 'gushes and gushes of slick'.
> His cock throbbed, his cunt clenched
Your cunt was already doing that.

Jayce eventually catches on that it's a sex toy and he begins to click it on purpose now, knowing that it's doing that to our dear lad's pussy. Viktor doesn't want him to figure it out when it's the most obvious thing ever, and as if those 'gushes and gushes' of slick didn't make it look like he pissed himself. You couldn't be any more obvious. It also takes him a good minute to figure out WHERE the toy is located, because he apparently thinks it's ON his person vs INSIDE him. When he does figure it out, the smut begins properly. I advise you to have a drink ready because you WILL get hammered based on how many times 'slick' is used.
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> All this from a little button. Damn
It's brushing against his G-spot inside his vagina. That'd be like one rubbing against your prostate - oh, I forgot, 'totally gay' Talis here doesn't stick anything up his ass, so he can't relate. He sticks to 'man pussy' only.
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> As slick soaked through his clothes
> Pressing through the slick fabric
This is the fourth time we've read about slick staining his clothes. That should have been a given with the 'gushes and gushes of slick' the first time around.
> His small plush ass
What ass?
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> His pulse hammered in his throat as his hands cupped, kneaded, and pressed
You already wrote him doing that. I don't mind this one being used again, but the 'slick' thing is tiresome.
> Feeling every slick pulse
> The slick heat waiting for him
> You're dripping
Yeah, no shit. The author made that clear...what? Seven times?
> Slick and hot
Make that eight.
> Sucking his swollen clit
Get ready because some reason this clit ends up 'leaking' fluid, too.
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> His chin slick
> He was soaked
We know. It's been said almost ten times already.
> The vibrator was still humming now weakly
Why would it be weak when the settings haven't changed?
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> You can take me
You can take me to the coroner, buddy.
> Pleasure flooding through the pain
Cliché. You know you're dealing with a footlong when:
> His cock leaking against the desk
Whose cock? Jayce or Viktor's? Because a clit doesn't leak like that because it doesn't have a urethra through it.
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> His cunt clenched and gushed
That's the fourth time it's done that.
> He spat on his length, coating it with slick heat
I wasn't joking about 'slick' being used 14 times. Also, spit isn't enough for anal lube. Just grab some of that 'gushing slick' and use it.
> Inch by inch, he slid deeper, stretching him wide, agonizingly slow
> It's - oh, fuck - it's too much
"You can take it"
> By the time he bottoms out, fully sheathed
That's what bottoming out means, yes.
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> The combination of Jayce's thick cock stretching him and the vibrator buzzing mercilessly inside him makes his whole body jolt with each movement
You're rail-thin. A breeze could make you jolt.
> Make sure Viktor felt every ridge, every vein
What, is his dick shaped like a toothbrush, bristles and all? Does he have the legendary Snickers dick vein?
> His cock disappearing into Viktor's ass with obscene clarity
Well, least he's an adult this time, and I don't have to read about a 15-year-old's anus going 'bloodless'. Stuff those volleyballs up there all you like.
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> Rubbing over Viktor's walls inside his ass
Yeah, you were doing that with your toothbrush cock. Hard not to when your dick vein sticks out more than an Indian U-Turn.
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> If-if this is perfection
Nope. Whenever someone talks too much about 'gushing in slick' or something like that, as well as forgetting to capitalize their 'i's, I am going to be too focused on those than your smut. Why bother spitting on your dick when you had a literal mop right there to wet it?

They have the usual sappy aftercare talk, with Jayce stating he might be falling in love with Viktor. They cuddle, state that the lab is likely ruined - all those 'gushes of slick' are not adequate cleaning materials - but that it was worth it. Meanwhile I'm here thinking about that veiny toothbrush dick and whether Viktor was hiding a squid in his pants for how wet he was.

The fic where our lonely shut-in falls in love with an OnlyFans model has had two updates. We ended Chapter 2 with said model posing in a cheap Amazon dress. This is the aftermath of that.
This chapter begins with a text message chat where Jayce asks if he goes to UPilt. Viktor, wanting to be anonymous, panics as the shipping label would have his address on it. Jayce asks why, and Viktor responds that he dropped out. They exchange pleasantries, with Viktor saying he loves the winter and Jayce saying he doesn't like the cold. Viktor asks him what he studies in exchange for telling him where he comes from. They finish their convo and we go back to Viktor talking about his life.
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> Like maybe, if his life is a TV show for people in another universe
If you want to be seen and viewed as a man, you can, like, stop writing, like, like so much.
> Not counting his premenstrual symptoms
You have all that money to buy expensive sex toys, but can't up your T. Are you even trying to be trans?
> It's so casual, so personal, for a pornstar at least
That's called being a sugar daddy.
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> Unmistakably Zaunite
This takes place in the modern world. Just use Czech. We know what you mean.
> Chivalrously holding his arm as they strolled around the campus
Pooners want to be treated like men until a bigger man comes along, then they want to be treated like a princess. Why do you need another man to be chivalrous if you're already a man?
> He opens Safari
A broke-ass bitch still has access to all the latest iPhones? You don't say.
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> Taking walks in the summer. He imagines summer
*He imagines talking walks in the summer
> Lullabye
Hey, that's a great stage name.
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> Of a man with more ambition than ability, a man whose hubristic overfamiliarity led him to despair
He sent him his tiny-ass orthopedics instead of the anal sex toy because he couldn't read the receipts. Don't order pornographic items when you just wake up, homies!
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> Smaller
He's uwu so smol. I also love how I can immediately clock Viktor based on how apologetic he is. So many pooners do not realize this is a major tell.
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> So do you? Need these?
Start talking? Like men? Because? You say? You are?
> Used it on himself
You can, you just don't have a cock. Ain't nothing stopping you from shoving things up your ass.

Viktor replies that he's 23, and comes off as stand-offish to our dear JC (not) Denton. He continues to apologize for the mix-up.
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> Is on a low does of testosterone
> Still menstruates
> Suffers eternal frustration due to his female anatomy
Uh huh. You'll see that pure masculine side come out when Jayce runs in all hot and sweaty.
> Developing premature alcohol habits and being the object of his envy and attraction
Uh, do you really want to envy a bunch of drunk Slavs?
> Being rail-thin and masculine even in the uniform
Androgynous. You wouldn't have any sexually dimorphic traits because you were so thin. Rest assured, that boy never saw you as male - and the author later says as much.
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> Dropping cigarette buts into sparse, dusty grass
Hey, that's how you get a wildfire.
> (It) becomes lying. About this.
Stop. Making basic statements. Separate sentences. It's. Annoying. As fuck.
> It was simply a matter that there were no other girls to pick from
This basically means the pimply fat kid chose you because you were LITERALLY easy pussy. That doesn't mean he saw you or affirmed you as male, and you're too autistic-brained to see that. You were easy, that's all.
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> The sweaty, sexy, unbelievably man
In which the woman comes through those testosterone injections and that pussy begins screaming for dick.
> A weird skinny dude in a completely dark apartment
Well, it IS winter. And you'd be a skinny dude who stinks of onion thanks to testosterone.
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> Monthly Solitary Painful Experience
Now is that due to you menstruating, or just being lonely?
> He's being lifted up as if it were nothing
A bag of potatoes is heavier than you. You have the body of Elie Wiesel, remember that.

An iPhone and $200k later, they head to the hospital, and our little lovebirds begin ruffling some feathers.
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> His perspective on the nature of things has been incurably altered when his breath hitches
AKA you're getting the woman fucked back into you because of a hot guy.
> Meeting his eyes. Lord
AW LAWDY
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> If they were both in here long enough if they would have the sex of Viktor's dreams
IN A PUBLIC HOSPITAL?! After suffering a nasty-ass bruise on your spine? Motherfucker must be on some strong-ass opioids for him to jump on that dick so quick.
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> It conveys his real feeling of embarrassment while still leaving a rom-com style opening for future connection
You know a woman wrote this because the emphasis on 'rom-com' is something only women care about. Meanwhile if he was a man, he'd be daring Jayce to use the toy and would have a nonchalant attitude about the mix-up. 'Maybe I wanted it to be this way', is something he'd ACTUALLY say. They always woobify him in the most ridiculous ways.
> Feels lightheaded with the blush
Everybody is blushing from top to bottom and it ain't all from a menstrual pad being full.
> Probably start crying before that
Very manly, crying after every interaction.
> He realizes that Jayce didn't even know what the gift was until an hour ago
That is a lie; he read the contents on the package when Viktor left it by the door. He gasped in surprise when he saw it, causing Viktor to fall backwards. Remember that? I guess no.
> Was he picturing using it?
Yeah I'm sure he was imagining riding a synthetic dick while rushing someone to the hospital. Just dudebro things.
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> Certainly larger than Viktor's
We already know he's big.
> I'd be a good dom
You were having a mental breakdown over starting your period and thought about crying from embarrassment. That's not what a dom does.
> I should have said something sexy and stern
"I'll make you go as red as my menstrual pad, baby."
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> He's now able to come without watching porn
A trans person addicted to porn? You don't say.
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> Viktor is not a master of his mind
That T clearly didn't override that hoemath brain. He's too busy crying than acting masc.
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> Too much excitement has caused him to seek out excitement
"The floor is made of floor' ahh logic. At least we know where he got the money for the iPhone and insurance: his rich daddy, who isn't even aware he isn't IN university. Quite the bold-faced lie you got there.
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> Probably didn't even need to go to the hospital
I assume there's some kind of universal healthcare because he'd be coming home with a big-ass bill and daddy would be wondering why that shit is ending up in his mailbox.
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> briefly bluescreens
This is not the first time I've seen this, but it's ridiculous to see each time. It's that kind of Zoomer slang that's meant to be zingy but it just sounds out-of-place.
> Air-popped popcorn, fair-trade chocolate nibbles
Junk food. Vegan and sugar-filled junk food. No wonder this man is as thin as a rail. You need meat and produce, especially if you have an iron deficiency. Not breaking the stereotype that pooners eat terribly.
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> I didn't think I'd fall in love with you
I have to say, the chemistry between these two is non-existent, and it's solely due to how neurotic Viktor is. He reads like a bonafide Jew who can't handle getting his hands dirty. He's annoying and embarrassing to read. There's not a lick of confidence or evidence to show he's a 'natural Dom' and he has mental breakdowns over filled menstrual pads. He is the definition of pathetic. I can't really blame Jayce for running as he did, but that's just done to create ~drama~ between these two and for them to get together. It's really based on a misunderstanding: Jayce thinks Viktor is asking for sex when he isn't (well he is, he's just too much of a pussy to ask outright). The only credit I can give the author is that Jayce isn't the sexually aggressive Latino stereotype. It's just...bad. It can't even be a rom-com because there's just nothing between them. How am I to believe this Auschwitz twink is going to be a dom?
 
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?
Honestly, rate me islamic but I've thought about writing fics about villagers in Minecraft. I like how they get stuck in pits, and there are wildly different villages that can be relatively near one another, and I just think it could be interesting. Villagers meeting a Steve who doesn't look like them, traps them and forces them to breed, etc.
 
> The vibrator was still humming now weakly
Why would it be weak when the settings haven't changed?
This one does make sense if it's the vibrator's battery running low.

Perhaps the author knows their audience is more familiar with the physics of a vibrator than the human penis.
 
Fujofrankenstein has finished her ghost haunting fic. Much like the first chapter, I'll summarize the crux of it and screenshot the juicy bits.
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> The black bunny, a symbol for sex, bounty and fertility, turns out to be a gaunt man
> Said gaunt man is 'hauntingly beautiful'
> Is literally Jack Skellington
Something about the Victorian aesthetic makes these fujos go wild.
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> Maybe 1888 is a joke
I'll give you a hint on what happened in 1888. Also, 'Semper Fidelis' is the US Marine Corps motto, and has been used since 1883. This motherfucker is part of the Marines?

Jayce does some research and finds out it's a mourning ring. When he asks Why Me? Viktor responds, 'why not you?' Jayce finds another ring one week later, and apparently discovers Viktor came out with the theory of relativity before Einstein and Lorentz (both were a thing in 1905, so this was almost 20 years before). This ring is gold with a chipped sapphire, and it's inscribed with Christina Rosetti's poem, 'My Silent Heart'. Fujo loves referencing song lyrics and poems in her fics, so we get a snippet of that poem here. Jayce has another dream where he's by a beach in a teal sea, the black rabbit in his arms, and hears Viktor talking. He can't understand what he's saying because thunderclaps interrupt them, then the dream ends and he wakes up to a tome of 'Principles of Thermodynamics' sticking out of a bookshelf.

He finds a new ring, solid black, inscribed 'Memento Mori'. From here, we find out the major twist.
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> Greek sigma
*Squidward voice* Hremm what the sigma?
> His cologne is distractingly warm. Sandalwood and something reckless
The funny thing is, Cleo could have made a plot about how women were not allowed to enter university and sometimes had to crossdress to even get degrees. Women were JUST beginning to enter Oxford at this time. But no - we just assume that everyone is fine with troons and that there were no social consequences to this.
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> What's he gonna go? Poltergeist me to death?
That's what he's already doing, dumbass.
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> But of his mouth
I'm sure you wished something else was going in yours.
> Doctor of Natural Philosophy
Anybody want to tell me how this pooner managed to discover general relativity before Lorenz and Einstein? Anyone? Because that's not a minor thing to add in there and not elaborate on.
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> He's been reincarnated
That's exactly what I assumed when I started reading this shit: either he was flung forward in time or he was reincarnated. I'm so jaded this shit is predictable, lmao.
> I must be going crazy
You ARE written by a shotacon, so I can sympathize with you, there.
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Jayce heads to the café where he reconnects with Jinx to get some answers on his predicament. She makes a joke on him being more 'with it' than before, and when he asks her to elaborate, she skips away. He then heads to the Hillsdale Library for more answers, where Sky is the archivist. She says it's difficult to find details on this 'mysterious' JT, and we learn that there was an accident at the Lenore estate and, in the aftermath, white rabbits surrounded the wreckage. This incident happened in 1893, which lends more evidence to the idea that Viktor was working with a time-travel machine and sent Jayce forward a la The Time Machine.

Jayce then has some answers (it really isn't explained or expanded upon) and returns home to consult the ouija board. He asks Viktor if he went to Piltover University, to which he replies yes. He asks how he died, and he says Tuberculosis (the board says TB). Jayce asks if it hurt, and Viktor says, 'comparatively. When Jayce further asks what he means, he says GOODBYE. This is taken to mean that heartbreak and Jayce being sent through a portal was worse than TB. Jayce has another dream where Viktor is laying on a chaise and he tells him to go to the library for the truth. When he disappears, 12 white rabbits are in his place.

He goes to the library and discovers Viktor's death certificate. It states his cause of death was consumption, and Jayce begins tearing up at his life being taken so soon. He wonders what his favourite music was and who his best friend was - as well as wondering what JT meant to him.
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A post-mortem journal he can't really read, BTW. It's only in that room he can access any object or interact with Viktor because it's stuck in a time loop/pocket dimension.
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> Nearly opaque Viktor
So is this is how he's gonna fuck him? Or is the sex gonna happen in a flashback? I'd love to know.
> How old were you when you died?
You had the death certificate. It would have told you.
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> The house is my anchor
It's due to the time machine being created there. I already figured out the major twist: Jayce wanted to find a cure for Viktor so offered himself to be sent forward in time. However, the experiment failed and Viktor died before he could return, as Jayce did not retain his memories. If I am wrong, then Option 2 of reincarnation is the twist. I'm still hinging on Ghost Time Machine.
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> he does not remember me
His memory either got wiped from the jump or he really is reborn.
> He laughs when I call them omens
Omens for what?
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Cleo sure does love using bergamot and iron. This is the second or third time this has been used.

And yep, more proof that this is a time travel device.
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Nothing like playing with portals when all you had to do was leap forward to grab some TB medicine. I'm sure that chest binding helped a lot with it. Anyways, I'm still wondering whether he's going to fuck him as a ghost or in a flashback. Guess Chapter 3 will lay it all out.
If you want to find out whether ghost cunt is hot (an actual line) read on.
Viktor pokes Jayce awake and tells him to fix the east window as frost is getting in. Turns out they've been living in New England the entire time when I thought this was literal England. He goes back to the café where Jinx insults his shitty act, and acts shocked that Jayce is building up a relationship with Ghost-Viktor. Then he goes to Hank's corner store and buys some tools, some of which are 'on the house'. Jayce playfully asks if Hank likes him. Hank, wishing he could be a King of the Hill, says he 'don't like them city folk' - lovingly, of course.

Jayce begins cleaning up the house: winter-proofing the doors, fixing the heating system, cleaning out the attic, and cleaning the chimney. His mom calls and asks him when she can see it, and he says 'soon'. Viktor toys with him throughout the process - and then admits he watches him when he showers. What a creep.

When a blizzard hits, Jayce has a panic attack and Viktor has to tell him to calm down. He does, and they continue their ghostly dalliance with notes and even flowers (very masc). Jayce returns to the café where he talks more with Jinx. She jokes that he has a crush on his ghostly boyfriend, to which he denies...and then she dares him to invite people over on the Winter Solstice now that the house is repaired. He eventually relents and invites Mel and Cait.

When everyone arrives, mom included, Viktor decides to have a bit of fun by making a candelabra float. Later, he makes Mel's napkin turn into a swan - which surprised me, honestly, as she usually gets so much hate. Cait, as it turns out, is working for the FBI - a literal Fed - and the author doesn't seem to have a problem with that.

Viktor has the most fun toying with Jinx, who delights in being haunted herself. The dynamic you saw in 'you can be my full time daddy' continues here with the pseudo-sibling attitude. Turns out Viktor is a little pissed at 'feeling so invisible', but melts once Jayce calls him 'baby'. Who knew ghosts could be so moody?

When Jayce wakes up the next morning, he and Viktor do a little frolicking - and we get some time-travel fuckery.
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There's more chemistry in those brass tubes than between you and your ghost lover.
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> rabbit skull
> J's Folly
So I was right. It is a time travel device of sorts, and the rabbits were science experiments. He sees them in his dreams as they are an 'anchor' to his past and present life. If you're confused by this - don't be, I am too.
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> Burnt copper and bergamot
This keeps getting brought up because its the smell of their malfunctioning time travel/portal device. Jayce wanted to save Viktor's life, yet got stuck in the future, lost his memories, and goes 'back to the past' in specific rooms. He didn't want Viktor to die, so the machine keeps him alive in perpetual animation. I'm trying really hard to explain it myself, because the explanation Cleo gives is rather shitty.
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> The house is alive because they built it to be
Meaning he wanted to keep him alive for a cure, so he tethered his ethereal self so he can still have a form of communication.
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Well, that's rather convenient, don't you think? He remembers everything when he enters a specific room and he has to remember that he 'died' and was 'reborn' in the house. Don't worry, I am also confused. Viktor is now also physical because they can tongue fuck and it feels real rather than dusty.

Jayce continues repairing the house and ends with fixing the stairs. Winter leaps forward into spring and Jayce is 'so in love with him it hurts'. We then start our spicy scene.
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> I want you to take me, to claim me as yours
That ghost pussy be hitting different, fr fr
> Do you not think you'll be able to make me finish?
When he does, can you see your semen floating inside like it's a glass jar, or is your pocket pussy a pocket dimension, too?
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Cockiness was already in wide use by the 1880s. He's going to know what it means.
> Ghost, yes, ghost
Cleo still hasn't explained how he even is able to fuck a ghost, but whatever.
> A pretty pink clit jutting out proudly from a nest of chestnut curls
137 years of Tarzan pubes, nice.
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> Two jagged crescent moons
Not only did he come out up with Relativity before Lorentz and Einstein, he managed to get a nice surgeon to give him the zippertits in the 1880s.
> Don't you want to find out if my cunt is, too?
Nice.
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> It has been over one hundred years since I got fucked
And you didn't trim your bush in all those years. You could host the Andromeda galaxy in there.
> He shallowly thrusts his way into Viktor's cunt, feeding him his cock inch by inch
Literally feeding him like he's King Boo and his hunger is limitless. A real Pac-Man pussy.
> It's - fucking magic, is what it is
You got that right. We finally get an answer on what ghost pussy feels like - and it's just magical. No explanations, just magic. It's clear more emphasis was placed on the smut in 'you can be my full time daddy' and it just isn't as interesting when it involves adults. Shotacons gonna shotacon.
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Jayce makes the decision he's going to time travel back to that place/astral project so he can be with Viktor. It still is not explained what the experiment was or why things ended up where they were, and I tried my best to at least deduce what the author was getting at. He says goodbye to his mother, Cait, Mel and Jinx, who gets the most upset. He does this with the only way he knows how: suicide, and he decides to use an entire vat of hemlock to do it. He mixes it into his tea and then dies, and he finally gets reunited with Viktor. They kiss, and that's the end of this short story.

Unlike the teenage grooming fic, which at least had a beginning and an end and told us how we got to where we are (and had a far more graphic sex scene), this was extremely confusing. Viktor haunts the house because of Jayce's experiment tethering him to that house in a sort of pocket dimension, and whether he time traveled forward or was reincarnated is left to the reader's interpretation - and not in a good way. The house is 'alive' because Viktor still lives in the 1890s and time did not move on for him. I would assume the experiment put him into a private astral plane where he could remain in the house - the anchor - and communicate with him forever. But there's nothing else explaining it. Much like 'you can be my full time daddy', there was a lot of filler, and not much romance or plot build-up. There's supposed to be an epilogue where 'more secrets are added', but I'm not sure how much you can add.

Or, the third option is that he was hallucinating this from being a borderline and just offed himself. That'd be the best explanation. You aren't meant to think too hard on shitty yaoi.

BTW, this was Viktor's death certificate. Very authentic.
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The 7th is when we will get the epilogue. I'm sure it'll clear so many things up.

Cadoan is a fairly popular author in this fandom, and she gets collabs with well-known NSFW artists. The art she got for this was actually well done all things considered, but she makes the mistake, as capyshota did, of using machine oil as lube. If you get confused as to who is fucking whom, don't be - she made it that way. This is the literal culmination of 'Go fuck yourself'.
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> Jaye had gone to this timeline's Jayce and Viktor for help to figure things out
Basically, Mage Viktor still did some fuckery and still fucks up timelines and he has to talk to his alternate selves for help. They are all magically cool with it.

Young Jayce (some authors just call him Talis, or the older one Talis, to differentiate between the two) has a justifiable reaction to his doppelganger telling him he's not doing enough. He decides to teach him a lesson...with his cock.

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> That's not what I'm doing
That's literally what you're doing, lmao.
> Oh just fucking stop
What's that? A Jayce making sense? Say it ain't so.
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> Fully hard and weeping in his hands
What, did it watch Schindler's List?
> But who he knew in his heart of hearts made the same decisions and come to the same conclusions
So they doom every timeline because of Viktor, and we're supposed to roll with this because...they're cosmic soulmates. It's a long of work to repeat a cosmic genocide, don't you think?
> Sliding against his puckered hole
His VIRGIN puckered hole. This gay boy has never bottomed.
> Oil, used to maintain several of the tools and machines
> Perfectly body safe. Probably
Machine oil is not built for anal sex. It's not meant for the body PERIOD. It can cause tears and irritation BECAUSE IT IS MEANT FOR MACHINES, NOT YOUR ASSHOLE, RETARD
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> The other Jayce seemed to think he was stretched enough
Well, at least the Hispanic Hog can answer the 'if I can shit out a six-inch shit, I can take a six-inch dick' question.
> The muscles in his stomach tightening in antipication
That's the second time they've done that.
> Just shy of too much. (It's) perfect and just what he wanted - and needed.
Much better.
> Burying his cock to the hilt
Cliché.
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> His hands scrambled for purchase on the desk
Have you tried gripping the edge of it?
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Leave it to the actual gay sex to have no emphasis on it. It's the penis-in-vagina sex that gets more attention. I do wonder why.
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> They need OG Viktor to regain enough energy for them to return to their timeline
> The alternative is to force the other Jayce and Viktor to fix their problems for them
> This started because Mage Viktor wanted to jump timelines 'just because'
The fucking NERVE of this man. Even Thanos didn't do this shit.
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> You care for him, the Viktor of this timeline
It's not cheating. It's just fucking the better version of a Viktor that didn't have to resort to magic to destroy multiple timelines. If you are confused as fuck about this, you're not alone.
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> We are one in the same
> We are different
Pick one.
> In all timelines, in all possibilities
Jayce died in most of them in that pit. This line isn't as romantic when you take it into context.
> His Jayce had already told him
Man, the fucking tea 😂 I'm sure he's happy to go back to pussy than finding out if his asshole likes dick.
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> Shouldn't I be feeling the same effects, then?
I don't know, are YOU the one who opened the portals to these universes, or was that Mage Viktor's doing? You tell me.
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> Two weeks, give or take
> That is when you were first intimate with this timeline's version of us
If you want a non-complicated answer as to why he's getting his energy back: getting a dicking restores your magic. That's right: getting that Pac-Man pussy filled with queer queso will make you open portals to a brand new timeline. It sounds like a Robot Chicken skit, but it's pooner porn.
> Viktor told you, didn't he
He told you you slept with the other version of yourself. Why wouldn't he know? He's on Ryze's level at this point.
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> I have not been intimate with the Viktor of this timeline
Not yet, you haven't.

So, the explanation given here is that they get their power via skinwalking their alternate selves. If they don't actively skinwalk them - as Ekko does in Ep 7 - they will co-exist among them yet find their energy drained as they are an 'outside force' as it were. They have to exchange bodily fluids to get their strength back, and that includes cum. Semen is their version of adrenochrome.
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> The logic is sound
> The hypothesis is sound
It really isn't, because saying 'we need to fuck because your cum gives me strength' sounds fucking retarded - and funny as hell. It's this version of TWD's porn parody: 'You need my cum. You need my cum deep inside you'. Who knew doppelganger semen and vaginal fluid held so much life-saving properties?
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> The nest of wiry hairs that covered his mound
In all timelines, in all possibilities, only you can see these Tarzan pubes.
> the younger Viktor's cock
If you can see it through that bush. Unlike Cadoan's other fics, where she does indeed use the 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle', there's no mention of their respective cock sizes, and the fanart puts them at a normal size. You just have to workaround their poses a bit.
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> He kept working his mouth over the younger Viktor's cock
If they all had dicks I wouldn't be here bitching. Along with wondering who's fucking whom (you do need to re-read a few times to get it straight ((lol)) one of those cocks is not like the other.
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> Soft, pale skin
We love our white skin, don't we?
> Spread the other Viktor's outer labia
Labia is fine, but clit and vagina isn't. Only one of these doesn't evoke a 'female' response because most don't even know what the labia IS.
> Burrowing his nose in the sweat-damp curls
I bet if he snuggles a bit more he can find out where the Temple of Doom is.
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> He reached down to find his own cock, catching it between his knuckles and stroking along the length of it
> Is trapped between two actual male cocks
> Calls something he can trap between his knuckles a cock
OK, bud.
> He teased the seal between Jayce's cock and Viktor's hole
...which one? If not for the tags, you'd think there'd be ample opportunity for a DP scene here. We only too TRAD penis-in-vagina sex over here!
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Four uses of 'pleasure' in a single scene. Not as bad as 'The Hat Rule', but something to notice.
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Who knew magic semen could do so much? Portal hopping recovery never looked so easy.
Overall this shit sucked and it's only because of my stubbornness that I subjected my self to it, can't believe women read this bullshit and then make tiktok videos joyously crying as a result.
-There's probably a bunch of stuff I've forgotten due to the sands of time, never allowing my self to be suckered into reading AO3 Girlporn in search of laughs by posts on X ever again.
Now I am even more tempted to read 'All the Young Dudes', the gay edition and the most popular M/M fic in that fandom. If it being a musical is true, it's going to be High School Musical but with Wizards. That one also got people crying over it on Tiktoks and started the Marauders fandom as a means to separate Harry Potter from JKR after her 'transphobic' statements.
Sounds better than soft boy uwu yaoi twinks though.
Minecraft saw an explosion of fanfics during the COVID years (and before) due to the DreamSMP fandom. After Dream's face reveal, people dropped him because they didn't want to masturbate to that kind of face. TommyInnit and Quackity took his place - you might remember him from the dramatic Reddit readings he and his other buddies used to do before they quit.
This one does make sense if it's the vibrator's battery running low.

Perhaps the author knows their audience is more familiar with the physics of a vibrator than the human penis.
That WOULD make sense...but I don't think the battery was running low. The author probably forgot what setting she had it on. I'm autistic on small details like that - remember the 'Pacific ocean was salty' and confusing sea-doos (sic) with skidoos a la OhNovi.
 
Commissions are against the TOS. That shit should be reported.
If they are against TOS on AO3, report them by all means.

For those unaware, FFN had a spell earlier this year where users were constantly bombarded by accounts begging to do commissioned art for their stories. The typical message had the format of, "Hey, your story* was absolutely amazing. I do digital artwork and I'd love do some for your story to help bring it to life in a new way."

There was plenty of speculation whether it was bots, a Jeet spam farm, or some combination of both. Thankfully, the site abruptly cracked down and dropped a mass banhammer on these accounts. Still, the deluge that took place was annoying because it clogged up both the FFN inbox and the associated email account that received the alerts.

* Sometimes a specific story would be mentioned, and sometimes it wouldn't.

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?
Use your best discretion. If the true nature and the uglier side of the side site will be off putting to him, he might be better off blissfully unaware. If he has enough of a filter to laugh at the funny stuff and ignore what's not, maybe it won't hurt to at least inform and warn him what awaits should he browse there.
 
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It is known that the Yakuza does not like people making Rule 34 art of the horsegirls in Umamusume, and sometimes even go after people for that, but do they do the same for fanfiction too? If yes, then this would be a prime example of something that should be on their radar:

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Special Week raised her hand in greeting when she noticed King Halo standing by herself, looking deeply pensive near the end of one of Tracen Academy’s racetracks.

“Hey! King Halo! Whatcha standing around for~?”

King Halo smiled when she looked up and met Special Week’s gaze, giving the bubbly Umamusume a wave. “Ah, Special Week, it’s good to see you. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I was gonna ask if you wanted to race,” said Special Week, “but then I saw you staring into space! Is something wrong?”

“Something wrong?” King Halo’s smile faltered. “Ah, well, no, not really. I was just… thinking about something. Something… strange that Haru Urara told me before she left.”

“Haru? Your roommate?” Special Week tilted her head, her amethyst eyes twinkling with wonder. “What did Haru say?”

“We had just finished a long skirmish, and she was dripping with sweat! I told her she ought to take a shower as soon as possible, because, well… to be honest, she smelled very… ah… potent.”

“Oh!” Special Week scratched her chin. It was common for Umamusume to sweat profusely after a skirmish, and it was, of course, just as likely that they would stink. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Well,” said King Halo, frowning, “she declined the shower. She told me that she won’t shower anymore, because… her trainer likes it when she’s all sweaty and smelly!” King Halo scoffed, and she turned up her nose. “I mean, any way you look at it… that’s strange, isn’t it? That doesn’t sound like something a trainer ought to say to their Umamusume! I have a feeling that Haru Urara is doing something inappropriate with her trainer, but I just can’t put my finger on it!”

Special Week shrugged, smiling. “Aw, come on, I’m sure you misheard her! You know Haru—she can say silly things sometimes! I’m sure she didn’t mean what she said. Heck, I bet this whole thing is just a misunderstanding, that’s all!”

“Do you truly believe so?” King Halo asked, sighing and worried. “You haven’t seen the way Haru’s trainer looks at her? Don’t you feel something… creepy in that gaze?”

“I haven’t noticed,” Special Week admitted, laughing nervously. “But hey, we can always ask Haru to clarify later! Besides… I think you might be overthinking things! Haru would never do anything creepy or gross, she’s too innocent for that kind of stuff!”

King Halo quirked a brow. “And you’re not?”

“I’m just saying, Haru Urara would never do anything gross with her trainer! I definitely don’t see it!”

On the other side of Tracen Academy …

Haru Urara took a deep breath before letting it pass through her trembling lips. Her stomach gurgled, but still, the scrutiny and praise of her trainer meant more to her than mere intestinal discomfort.

“Did you see me race just now?” Haru asked, smiling and shifting from foot to foot. “You saw my race against King Halo, right, trainer? Is that why we’re here? You wanna reward me again?”

Trainer was already waiting, crammed against the wall of the equipment shed, the haze of disuse and old chalk dust fogging the air between them. Locks of greasy black hair clung to her forehead above the slouch of lab goggles, and her hands—small, stubby, and trembling—worked each other with an anticipation that always set the tips of Haru’s ears tingling. Even the way Trainer’s chest heaved, breathy and shallow, sounded different in the tightness of this room, as though she’d been holding her oxygen hostage all morning just for this moment.

“Of course I saw, Haru,” Trainer said, voice thick as syrup. “You destroyed that final corner. Like a rocket.” She reached up, her thumb grazing the sweat still crawling along Haru’s cheek, and pressed the streak of moisture to her own lips. The sight made Haru’s heart go all fluttery, like she’d swallowed a handful of moths.

“I wanted to make you proud!” Haru beamed, or tried to, but the way Trainer stared at her—like a wolf that’d learned to walk on two legs—always made it hard to stay bubbly. It was as if even her scent was a secret message only Trainer could decipher. The air was so charged Haru could almost taste it, sour-sweet, heavy with a perfume she’d never find in stores.

Trainer’s fingers snaked beneath the cuff of Haru’s jacket, pressing into the bandaged skin of her thigh. “That’s why I had to grab you the second you crossed that line,” Trainer crooned. “You’re getting a big reward from me, and I think you know what I’m talking about, Haru, sweetie…”

Haru’s cheeks turned the color of sakura petals, and her tail flicked, agitated. “Um, Trainer?” She pawed at her shin, tracing the edge of a bandage, voice shrinking to a squeak. “Shouldn’t I, uh, shower first…? I’m, um, really gross right now. I stink like crazy!” The words tumbled out like she was confessing a crime, mortified and hopeful in the same breath.

Trainer’s mouth curled, sly and hungry. “That’s the point, Haru. That’s the very best part of you.” She pinched Haru’s chin, forcing her gaze up. She had to reach up to do so; Haru was taller, because all Umamusume were much taller than their trainers. “You know how much I love the way you smell after a race. That thick, hot, run-you-into-the-ground musk. You could bottle it and I’d snort it all day…”

The bluntness made Haru’s insides lurch, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Her skin tingled beneath the film of sweat, an itch that spread the longer she stood there.

“B-but…” Haru’s nose wrinkled, and she tried to look away, but Trainer’s grip was gentle but immovable. “I think it’s getting worse? Like, my bloomers won’t dry and I, um, kinda… haven’t used the bathroom since this morning…” She clamped her hands over her mouth, realizing too late what she’d just admitted.

Trainer’s eyes widened, then flashed with delighted malice. “Even better. Don’t move.”

The order pressed Haru flat against the door, jacket rucking up above her hips, chill air prickling her thighs. Trainer’s hands burrowed beneath the elastic band, and the smell—stale salt, bitter and sweet, like the inside of a locker room—spilled out and filled the shed.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Haru had heard stories about trainers. That some of them were strict, and some were soft, and some were just plain weird. But this? This was something else. No one else’s trainer had ever yanked them into the supply closet just to lick the sweat off their face.

No other Umamusume in the dorms got texted ‘meet me by the shed, don’t shower’ at ungodly hours…

…that she knew of, at least…!

Haru couldn’t decide if it made her special or just gross.

She tried to squirm, but Trainer’s hands had the grip of a rock climber, rough knuckles digging into her thighs. The texture of sweat and dried mud on her legs made every touch electric. Haru’s breath went thin. The air was so loaded and damp she could almost see her own vapor, like she was fogging up from the inside out. She could tell Trainer was getting high off it—her hands trembled, her face nuzzling right into Haru’s armpit, mouth parted, tongue flicking against the salt-slick slope of her underarm.

“God, you have no idea how insane you drive me after a race,” Trainer murmured, voice muffled by the arm she’d buried her face in. “It’s like you’re leaking pure fuel…”

It was hard to concentrate. Haru’s stomach cramped again—sharp, mean, then fading to a dull, swampy ache. That had started before the race: the pressure, the churn, the sense that something inside wanted very badly to get out. But she couldn’t stop. Not when Trainer was like this, pulling her closer, lifting Haru’s arm and licking a slow line from elbow to the hot hollow of her shoulder, talking in a low, urgent mutter about “essential minerals” and “recovery sweat” and how Haru was the best damn girl on the team.

The rattle in her gut got worse, a fresh gurgle that threatened to become something else—something catastrophic, if she wasn’t careful. Haru bit her lip. “Um, Trainer? I… uh, I really, really have to go the bathroom. If I don’t… then s-something else is gonna leak, and it’s not not gonna be pure fuel…!”

But Haru’s trainer hardly seemed to care. If anything, the perverted woman seemed to love where this was going. Her excitement—the bulge in her own shorts—was becoming more and more obvious as the seconds ticked on.

“Is that right?” Trainer asked, licking the sweat and dew from her lips. “Why don’t you turn around and show me?”

Haru gasped. “W-what?!”

“Come on,” Trainer insisted, grabbing the tall Uma’s hips and helping turn her around. “I wanna see…”

“S-see what?” Haru stammered.

“That mess you’re talking about. I. Want. To. See it~”

Haru’s entire body rebelled at the thought. She wanted to twist and bolt, but Trainer’s hands squeezed her hips, holding her in place against the shed door’s cold, pebbled metal. The hesitation was all Haru’s; Trainer’s touch was weirdly gentle, and her voice dropped to a coaxing hush.

“Come on, Urara. Don’t be shy… You know I only want to help…”

The next noises weren’t words but rustling, thick and frantic. Haru turned her head, catching the flash of pale hands yanking down a zipper, the snap of elastic. Trainer’s pants dropped below her knees in one brutal tug, exposing the thick shaft already swelling and bobbing free—glossy and veined, glistening with sweat.

Haru gulped. She and her Trainer had been intimate before, it’s true, but this was… this was beyond the pale! This was definitely pushing the envelope, wasn’t it?!

Trainer’s palm landed on Haru’s ass with a crack that echoed like a starter pistol. SMACK!

Haru’s whole body jolted forward with a squeak. It was like she’d been spurred to react.

Her hips slammed into the cold shed wall, but that was nothing compared to the other, even louder pop: a high-pitched, involuntary honk from deep inside her, the kind of squeak she’d only ever accidentally unleashed in the middle of a dead sprint or when stumbling in the cafeteria. This time, though, there was no crowd to drown it out with laughter. Just the thick, static silence of the equipment shed, and Trainer’s handprint burning into her bloomers, and the unmistakable squeal of her own body betraying her.

Ppppbbbhtttt …

The smell hit them both at once, fast and hot and dense, like opening a Tupperware that’d been forgotten in a gym bag all summer. Haru’s face burned, mortification blooming in her chest. She pressed herself against the door, desperate to become two-dimensional, to merge with the cold and escape the cloud of stink that had ballooned out of her. But Trainer only groaned, a low, needy sound; she leaned into Haru’s back, nose pressed right between her shoulder blades, inhaling like she could taste the smell of Haru Urara’s flatulence.

“That’s my girl,” Trainer purred, her breath tickling the sweat at the base of Haru’s neck. “You let it out. You let it all out, okayyy~?”

Haru wanted to die. No, she wanted to melt and drip through the cracks in the floorboards and never be seen again. Her legs knocked together. She squeaked, “I’m so sorry, T-Trainer, I—!”

Pppbbbhhhtttt …!

Another fart. Another mortified gasp.

It happened again, louder and wetter. The pressure had passed from embarrassment into a kind of numb inevitability; each slap of Trainer’s palm sent a convulsion up Haru’s spine, but her ass—her huge, trembling Uma ass—seemed to want it, to gulp the attention and spit it back out in vulgar little bursts. The shed filled with the sour, almost meaty steam of her gut-rot. A veritable hot-box.

Haru’s legs twitched. Her hands went flat against the door, nails digging little crescents in the paint.

Trainer didn’t stop. She massaged slow circles into the meat of Haru’s backside, fingers sinking into bruised, sweat-soaked muscle, then leaned close enough that Haru could feel the drag of breath across her lower back. The next words came as a whisper, half muffled by the fabric of Haru’s gym shirt:

“That’s it, honey. Let it all out for me. You earned this…”

Haru choked on a sob, but another shudder was building in her gut—bigger, meaner, swollen with the force of a hundred skipped bathroom breaks. The shed seemed to tilt, the world narrowing to a tunnel of heat and stink and the awful, wringing pleasure of being seen, being known, even in her absolute worst. Her buttocks tensed around Trainer’s hand, and she felt the telltale tickle, the warning flare.

“Oh, no,” Haru whimpered, tears pricking at her eyes. “Oh no, oh no, oh no no no…!”

She tried to clench, but it was like trying to dam a river by holding your fingers together. Ppppbbbbtttt—an explosion of gas ripped from her, squishy and cruel, and nothing in the world could shut it up. The sound bounced between the metal-walled shelves and echoed like a trumpet at a funeral. She felt her eyes sting, the sharp burn of tears coming up quick, and her face caught fire with the shame.

She heard her trainer gasp, felt the hands gripping her hips tighten and then work their way lower, kneading the flesh of her ass through the clingy fabric. The hot, rough palms only made her squirm harder, her thighs trembling as if running a sprint in place. Haru whimpered. The pressure in her belly was joined by something else, a sickly warmth blooming just above her hips, a kind of ticklish panic that moved in quick little pulses.

She tried to hold it, she really did. She screwed her face up and choked off a fresh round of sobs, trying to remember the breathing drills they did for endurance training—three short ins, one long out. But nothing helped. Sweat trickled down the arch of her back, pooled at the base of her spine, made the waistband of her bloomers itch and stick and then suddenly, with no warning, the damn burst.

It started with a hiss, not loud but sharp, like someone had twisted open a valve inside her.

Pssssssshhhhhhhh …

She felt the heat first—the hot gush soaking straight through the crotch of her shorts, spreading in a round, ugly patch that immediately went clammy and cold in the drafty shed.

There was no controlling it. Her body seized, lost all discipline, and the stream just kept coming, splattering down her thighs, over her knees, pooling around her striped socks and then down to her shoes.

“Nooooo… noooooo!” Haru hiccuped, quietly crying with shame. “Trainer… don’t… don’t look…!”

“Fuck, that’s so hot…” Haru’s trainer groaned as she pressed his cock up against the crack of Haru’s loud ass, gliding her thick, slick dick against her Umamusume’s damp, smelly butt.

Haru cursed herself for eating all that ryegrass that’d been donated to her. But at the same time, she couldn’t blame her fans for this, could she? She had no one to blame but herself for not going to the bathroom earlier, and for now making this storage shed stink with the smell of her urine and… and…

…oh no. It was about to get worse.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Haru’s trainer snickered as she started to hump her from behind. “You smelly Uma… you’ve got something else for me, don’t you? Not just yellow, but brown? Don’t lie, I can tell you’re about to make a horrible mess, ah, just for me…!”

“D-do you really like this sort of thing, trainer?!” Haru could hardly believe what her trainer was saying. She knew the woman was a pervert, but this was simply outrageous!

But with her trainer’s hand against her back, she could do nothing except obey. The woman’s voice was like a siren song singing for her to soil herself—and soil she did.

Haru bent over, face burning with shame, and she placed both hands flat against the door of the shed they were presently hot-boxing with their rancid perversions.

“Let me get a taste,” Haru’s trainer said, “before you do anything else…”

The woman was much shorter than her Umamusume, but even for something like this, she knelt on the ground right there in Haru’s slowly-growing puddle of urine.

The smell, oh god, the smell—it was as if someone had bottled every bad decision Haru had ever made, fermented it in the summer sun, and then uncorked the whole thing inside her own skull. It was hot and cloying, sour on the inhale and rotten on the exhale, and it clung to her nose hairs like sticky resin. She whimpered, but the sound was drowned out by the squelch of Trainer’s knuckles sinking into her thighs and the obscene, slurping noises coming from behind.

Trainer’s face was in her ass. She was really doing it. Haru felt the damp press of Trainer’s cheek against the back of her leg, then the greedy, disgusting snuffle of Trainer’s nose running straight up the seam of Haru’s bloomers, all the way to the soaked, shivering crotch. There was a shudder, a wheeze, and a sharp, almost delighted gasp, like Trainer was filling her lungs with the inside of Haru’s body.

“God, you stink,” Trainer groaned, voice muffled by fabric and flesh. “You absolute monster. You’re going to make me pass out!”

Haru squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself to survive the moment. But Trainer wasn’t giving her even the mercy of embarrassment—she was digging in, her tongue lashing out to press the wet spot plastered against Haru’s crotch. It was so lewd, so direct, that the shame threatened to tip over into something else, something weirdly fizzy in Haru’s chest.

She pawed at the door, then jerked back to bump her butt against her trainer’s face. “Y-you pervert! Nasty pervert trainer! Y-you’d better not t-tell anyone about this, ever! I could n-never show my face in Tracen Academy if you do!”

Haru let another fart rip, this one even louder and even wetter than the last one.

PPPPBBBHHHTTTTT!!

It was entirely unfair how much her body wanted this, even with her dignity leaking out of her in hot, stinking waves. Haru clenched her teeth, her cheeks all fever, and ground her hips backward—full contact, a deliberate, smearing push of soaked bloomers into her trainer’s face.

She wanted to punish her trainer for being such a creep. She wanted to make her suffer. But mostly, she wanted to hide the way her own legs shook when Trainer’s tongue dragged the seam of her shorts, lapping up the salt and the fresh, stinging ammonia like a dog at an ice cream cone.

“God, you’re disgusting,” Haru whispered, but her voice caught—half a moan, half a sob—when Trainer’s nose mashed up under her tail and took a deep, greedy inhale. She could feel it, blunt and shameless, pressing into the damp groove just below her tailbone. There was no hiding the stench now; her funk was a living thing, thick as soup, and it seemed to fill up her head until the world was just hot, wet, and scented like a barn at midsummer. “Hah…”

Trainer’s hands wrapped around the tops of Haru’s thighs, yanking her ass flush to that eager face. The woman’s tongue forced its way past the sodden bloomers, poking at the elastic, then at the band-aid stuck to Haru’s thigh, then right up along the seam of her cleft. The fabric didn’t stand a chance!

It was so obscene, the slurping noises echoing in the tiny shed.

Her legs buckled, spasming in the methane-reeked mist of her own doing. Trainer’s mouth was all suction and heat and pressure, tongue drilling through the pilled cotton until it found a patch thin enough to worry at the skin underneath. Somewhere, somehow, Haru’s vision doubled and tripled at the edges, flickery with tears. She couldn’t tell if she was about to pass out or climax or both at once.

Then Trainer bit, just a nip right above the seam of her bloomers, and Haru’s knees quit. She folded at the hips, ass jutting in the air, thighs trembling so hard she thought she’d break out in hives. The heat in her stomach built to a knifelike point. A fresh, wet fart squelched out, rattling Trainer’s nose. Haru’s body seized.

“Trainer, I— Trainer— I can’t—” She pawed the door, nails scraping, eyes wild with watery panic. “I’m gonna— I’m gonna—!”

“Do it,” Trainer moaned, mouth vibrating right up against Haru’s star. “Let it go. That’s my good girl, come on, show me how filthy you are—”

The words broke whatever spell Haru had tried to cast over her bowels.

Her gut spasmed, a wave of cramps so intense she nearly sobbed.

And then it all happened at once: hot, liquid shame erupted from her asshole, filling the seat of her bloomers with a wet, volcanic grunt.

PPPBBBHHHTTSPPPLLLLAATTT!!!

The splatter was instant and devastating, a tidal surge of brown and runny filth that flooded her shorts, streaked down her thighs, oozed in greasy rivulets to the floor. It was audible, a series of churning, obscene plurps; it came out in pulses, each more humiliating than the last.

Haru wanted to disappear. Her trainer was down there, nose-deep, huffing it up like a beast at a trough. The stink was apocalyptic—sharp, eggy, animal, cut through by the chemical whiff of sweat and piss and fresh, unspeakable release. Her bloomers clung to her ass, sodden and heavy, already half-transparent with the wetness and sagging with the sheer volume of mess inside.

But Trainer only shuddered, moaning into the steaming seat of Haru’s bloomers, hands kneading the mess, squishing it across Haru’s cheeks and up the crack so her whole backside was caked with the filth. She kept her mouth pressed there, smearing the ruined underwear with saliva, barking raunchy encouragement. “That’s it, that’s it, honey… let it all out, don’t hold back, give me everything!”

Each time Trainer spoke or gasped, it vibrated up Haru’s spine, and another hot pulse of diarrhea squished into her shorts. She sobbed, the shame making her dizzy, but she couldn’t stop. Her body just kept betraying her, every muscle in her lower half firing and then buckling, until the shed reeked so bad it was hard to even breathe. The mess coated her legs all the way to the knees, splattered against even the trainer behind her—but some of the lumps that came out were thick, hard, and bricky enough to really bulge those bloomers of hers brown.

Haru couldn’t breathe for the stink, or maybe just for the abject humiliation. She felt like her bones were vibrating. She was dimly aware of Trainer rising up behind her, hands sliding from her ruined thighs to the waistband of her bloomers—slick with filth, so sodden it barely offered resistance. The cold air hit Haru’s ass and pussy at once, and somewhere behind her she heard Trainer’s low, shaking exhale.

“Gonna split you open, Urara. Can’t wait anymore,” Trainer hissed, and in one motion, hooked the bunched-up mess of her bloomers to the side, peeling the wretched cotton away from her cleft. The release of heat and stench was overwhelming, blooming outward in a wave so thick it made Haru’s head ring. “You wanna get plugged up, don’t you? You wanna stop making that mess? I’ve got something to plug you up—right here…!”

A hard, urgent pressure landed right at the pucker of Haru’s ruined asshole—Trainer’s cock, the tip greasy with pre and arched up and ready. Haru’s hips jolted, then steadied, her knees bracing for what she knew was coming. She tried to look back, but the wall pressed flat against her cheek, cold and damp and streaked with sweat. Trainer gripped her by the waist, steadying her, and with a ragged grunt, rammed in.

SQUELCH~!

The first thrust was brutal, splitting her open through the clinging, sticky film of shit and sweat and tears. Haru’s body arched without thinking, wild with the shock. It hurt, but the pain was dulled by everything else—by the heat, by the stink, by the feeling of Trainer’s cock forging its way inside her. She felt every ridge and vein, felt the hard slap of Trainer’s thighs against her own, the collision so furious it squished the mess between them, forcing it to ooze up and out around the shaft.

“GAH~! T-TRAINERRRR!”

Trainer pulled back, then shoved in deeper, groaning through her teeth. “Christ, you’re tight! Like you’re trying to suck the life out of me!” The words were hoarse, almost reverent. “That’s it, Haru, milk me! Don’t you dare let go with that nasty asshole of yours!”

Haru bit down on her forearm, the taste of sweat and bitter old bandage filling her mouth. The pain faded into a raw, straining fullness. Her asshole clenched around Trainer’s cock, body trying to force it out but only gripping tighter, a desperate, pounding rhythm. The mess smeared across her ass, each pump spreading it further, slicking everything. The air thickened with the slop, the stink.

Her tail lashed wildly. At every thrust, her insides spasmed, and a new, bubbling fart slipped out, trapped between Trainer’s cock and the ruined seat of her bloomers. It popped and gurgled around the shaft, and the humiliation made her eyes water. But the pervert behind her only groaned, sliding in to the hilt and holding there, grinding, grinding, grinding. Haru’s belly churned again, and she felt another boiling pulse of diarrhea threatening to break free. The only thing keeping it in was the thick plug of Trainer’s dick, sealing her tight, forcing the pressure higher.

She felt like she would burst. The pressure in her gut climbed, her body shuddering with every slam. Trainer’s hands clawed at her hips, and she heard the woman’s voice, wild and high: “You gonna break, Haru? You gonna make another mess for me, all over my cock? Nasty fucking Uma~?”

“Uuuu… Trainer… you’re s-so meannn…” Haru hiccuped again, her tear-stained cheeks burning with embarrassment.

She tried to nod, or maybe shake her head, but the world had gone white at the edges, and all she could do was whimper. Her legs trembled, ready to give out, but Trainer wouldn’t let her fall. She slammed into Haru, again and again, each time making her feel smaller, rawer, more like an animal than a girl.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The pain blurred into pleasure, then something hotter, meaner, a kind of unstoppable want. It wasn’t long before Trainer started grunting and groaning like a beast, rocking their bodies together again and again, fucking Haru Urara’s smelling, slurried asshole without pause or falter. She picked up the pace because she was close, and while sex with her trainer had always been anything but normal, Haru had a feeling that something had changed between them. That intimate relations had been soiled further, and nothing would be the same ever again.

She was close. Dangerously close. She chanced a look back at her trainer’s face and saw the woman was panting, moaning, her eyes half-closed and heavy with lust.

“C-cumming!” She announced suddenly, her balls churning with seed as Haru’s asshole, too, churned with a fresh river of heady-smelling defecation. “C-CUMMING—!”

The air in the shed turned syrupy with heat, a weather system of funk and overstimulation, and Haru’s body seized with a pain-pleasure that nearly buckled her knees. Her hips stuttered backward, forcing Trainer’s cock deeper, smearing filth and cum and sticky sweat together in a primordial paste. It was so fucking wet, so thick, like nothing she’d ever imagined, every nerve in her ring clenched around the shaft and screaming with sensation. Her core twisted—her own orgasm coming on like a seizure, unstoppable, humiliating, perfect.

“Ah, AH!! TRAINER! TRAINER, YESSSS!”

Trainer howled, a ragged, animal sound. She slammed Haru’s hips down and held them, driving herself balls-deep and holding there, quivering. Haru felt the cock inside her pulse, then throb, then shoot, the first hot jet of cum blasting into her bowels. The sensation was so much—thick and burning and so, so wet. She felt it, every squirt, filling the space where her body had already lost control, spooning sperm into the churn of diarrhea and making her feel like a balloon, stretched to bursting.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SQUELCH!

Haru’s pussy seized in sympathy, slick and needy, and she came with a keening, wheezing gasp. The orgasm hit from every angle—her clit burned, her insides knotted, her asshole spasmed around Trainer’s cock, milking out every drop. She squirted, wild and involuntary, a hot gush of urine and slick that painted the ruined bloomers anew and pooled around both their shoes. The smell hit new levels, something like garbage and salt and animal, the kind of stink you could taste on the air. It made her dizzy, made her want to laugh or cry or both at once.

But she didn’t even have time to recover—Trainer gripped her tighter, fucked her through the aftershocks, each thrust stirring the heady mix inside her asshole. Every time Trainer’s cock bottomed out, it forced the mess up and out, spurting around the base and making the whole shed echo with the grotesque, bubbly squelch of a bubble butt being bred and used. Haru’s guts gurgled, her body emptied itself with every pulse of pleasure, each new wave of diarrhea frothing out and painting Trainer’s balls a sickly brown. The two of them were locked together, panting, grinding, thrashing, a single messy organism with no shame left.

Trainer finally collapsed against her back, cock still twitching, still milking out the last pathetic splurts of seed. Haru’s legs gave way, and they sank as one, Trainer clinging to her like a drowning woman, face buried in the reek of Haru’s hair and sweat. The two of them shuddered and giggled, high on their own filth, locked together until the tremors faded.

Haru was the first to speak, or at least to make a sound that wasn’t pure, exhausted wheezing. “Y-you… you really do like it when I stink, don’t you…?” Her voice was hoarse, lips sticky and wet from the tears and sweat that never quite stopped. She expected a quip or a pervy joke, but instead, her trainer kissed her there, right between her shoulder blades, and she sighed with nothing short of utmost relief.

“I like you no matter what,” Trainer praised. “Clean, or dirty… or VERY dirty… hah… you’re always my favorite, Haru. Don’t ever forget that, my smelly Uma!”

Haru groaned, rolled her eyes, and smiled. She sniffled only once, then smiled as she sank against the soiled door, feeling lighter than air now that she let herself go.

“Sheesh, trainer… you’re such a perv… heh… but you’re my perv, and I’m glad I… hah… did this… I think…”

Pbbbhhttt—!

“Ah…~ guess there was a little bit left, after all…”

The two shared a laugh, unaware that on the other side of the door, Rice Shower was pressed up against the door—and she was holding her nose, eyes watering, completely and utterly petrified from the stench and from the knowledge of what her trainer and dear friend were up to…
 

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From the same author who wrote a disabled man locked in a cage and eating food off the floor, comes a multi-chapter (nine, she says) omegaverse (edit: ten) where Omegas are sold like used pets in adoption centers. The author states she 'spent too much time' thinking about the logistics of it, and stresses this does not reflect her personal views. I am inclined to disagree; someone who wrote a detailed fic about a disabled man getting 'bitched', humiliated, and treated like shit, probably doesn't like that character very much. It is beta-read by someone who submitted their masters thesis.
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So basically, Viktor is removed from everything that made him great and is basically reduced to a non-person. It's not OOC when WE do it, sweaty.

This is a long-ass chapter so I will summarize as much as I can. We start off with Jayce going to an adoption center that is viewed as a 'bargain bucket for sloppy seconds' because he feels it's a good thing to do.
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> Biology dictated that only on could form a bond per alpha
Again with the basic rule that these cunts only care about biology when it comes to their omegaverse. And in this AU, we have a 'Sister Wives' situation where only alpha males can be polygamous in the name of sexual status and reproductive success. It's basically Islam without the inbreeding.
> He's smart - for an omega at least
Glad we're bringing up the fucking Bell Curve for omegaverse.

We learn that Viktor has a congenital condition and as such, he's not as valuable as other omegas. He was also left for dead by a Chem Baron fleeing in a carriage:
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> He felt his inner alpha flare with a protective rage
> Lost control of his pheromones, his usual woodsmoke acrid and choking him from the anger
Great. He smells like a chemical fire when angry. I'm surprised alphas don't cause acid rain from all the polluting pheromones they release. Can't be good for the bees, either.
> Our requirement to release an omega for adoption
These people really are slaves. They can't have last names, have no legal rights, and basically are dictated to be inferior due to biology. It's literally 12 Years a Slave without the race element - though there still is one if you think about it. A disabled white man getting mistreated by a healthy, virile Latino is 100% a race fetish.

We discover Vivienne is Sky's aunt, and that Sky was the one who cured the Grey sickness. She states Viktor still needs physiotherapy and the like, and Kayce obliges, inwardly stating he needs an omega for his 'image' over anything else. She states he 'only growls' when stressed and that some alphas view his hunchback as an ugly trait. Ableism is OK when WE do it, sweaty. Oh, did I mention Viktor is mute? We need to deprive the disabled man of his voice! And a trans one, no less!
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> Delicate beauty of the man's features
> Describes Two-Face
I'm sure a guy who looks like he took a straight-razor to the face is very beautiful.
> Helping me out with the cooking and cleaning
Do you really expect someone like that to mop floors and scrub toilets? Or do you need another slave for that?
> Doe-eyes
Viktor does not have doe-eyes. He has hawkish eyes. They do this to make him look weaker in comparison.

Jayce has a chat with Viktor, and his cell is basically like the one in Silence of the Lambs but with yellow paint and a cleaner toilet. Viktor is absolutely terrified - and for good reason: he's about to be sold off.
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> I'm not a complete invalid
So do the cooking and cleaning yourself. Viktor is worse off than you are.
> Jayce couldn't see a hint of swelling
> No tip peeking from the folds
What, did you expect a dick?
> Neat, long-healed lines beneath his chest
You can transition from female-to-male and vice versa, but you cannot, under any circumstances, identify out of being an omega. Biological essentialism is OK when WE do it, sweaty.
> Previous nine alphas
That all rejected his 'feminine' scents of sweetmilk and lavender. I'm not joking. That's what they are.

Jayce adopts Viktor, and when they walk out of the center, Jayce touches his lower back and that drives Viktor into a panic attack. Jayce tells Vivienne not to call security and that it was his fault in the shittiest dialogue I've ever seen.
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> Were quick to associate consequences for particular actions
> Assumes 'back support' means getting on his back for sex
> Admits this is about taking ownership of another human being
> Has a tracking chip inside his body
LITERAL. FUCKING. DOGS. What's next, you gonna send him out to pasture to pick cotton, too?

Oh, it gets worse. Jayce buys a collar for Viktor and it's uwu so cute because it matches his house colours! Oh and he doesn't really think much about omega right and Hextech didn't do anything and omega-related crime went down! Books are written on how to treat abused omegas like you do an abused animal! Gosh golly, isn't this the best universe to live in? Least the Taliban gives you access to AK-47s!

Jayce makes a mental note that Zaun and Piltover are no longer 'No Man's Land' and that there's trade between them...without ever addressing the fact that he just bought a human being for his property. Even an 18th century slave owner wasn't this fucking dense.

At the bridge, Jayce meets an Enforcer who states that all goods - and this includes human cargo - need to be inspected. He was hoping for a quick and legal fuck, but Jayce steps in.
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> Leather, iron and molasses
So he smells like a shoe factory, that's good to know.
> asserting his dominance had been the correct approach
'Asserting dominance' apparently means winning the war of the Axe Spray.
> All goods need to be fully checked out
And 'checked out' means alpha dick. Don't worry, nothing happens to our omega - human slaves are subject to the authority of their owners.
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> Being inspected like cattle
How fucking braindead do you have to be to write THIS like it's a bad thing WHEN YOUR ENTIRE SOCIETY USES THEM LIKE CATTLE. Holy fuck, not even slave catalogues were this bad.
> The delicate wrist in his grasp
> Shockingly fragile
> He could snap his bones by squeezing harder
He's just uwu so smol and fragile. Pale and fragile.

They finish their sight-seeing (and Jayce has 'alpha pride' at him being in awe at the buildings) and go to Jayce's house. Viktor looks like he saw Lucifer in person and thinks he's about to get raped. Jayce assures him everything is fine like the uwu dog that he is . He gives him a journal to write in as a means to communicate - which Viktor seems to initially refuse - before indicating that he needs to urinate. Luckily there's a fancy bathroom, and after Viktor finishes, Jayce asks if using a finger code - one for hungry, two for thirsty, three for bathroom - is fine. Viktor agrees.

Cut to a cooking scene. The author's barely-there dog fetish comes right on through.
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> Alphas hand feed their omegas like dogs
> Jayce, the 'progressive' considers it outdated and weird
> It does not compute that he just bought a whole-ass human from a fucking adoption center as if that isn't the most degrading thing in existence
> The author doesn't either
But she thought sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long about the logistics of her omegaverse.
> They had to work their way up to him sitting at the table properly
While we're at it - does he wipe when he uses the toilet, or just shakes and leaves? How about washing their hands? Do they have the hygiene of Indians? I'd like to know.

Jayce takes Viktor to his new, separate room, and Viktor, not knowing what to do, gets on his knees as if he's ready to suck cock. Jayce remarks that the books told him 'omegas are simple creatures' as if he's about to go on a tangent about IQ scores. She also writes 'chucked softly' instead of 'chuckled softly'. This fic is beta-read, mind you.
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> ok
It is either OK or okay. Your beta-reader, a YOOKAY bitch like you, should know how to use it.
> He dropped off a shirt and old boxes that would probably dwarf the man
He's just uwu so smol.
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> Hopefully his new mate
You just bought a human like you would a puppy. Your society is fucked.
> The man was stunningly beautiful
Face cut in half like a piece of French toast, but you do you, buddy.
> Was he really such a knothead that he was fantasising over a man so broken he'd try to earn simple human decency with sex?
Yes, because - get this - YOU BOUGHT HIM LIKE YOU WOULD A PUPPY.

Jayce then wakes up to find Viktor crying in his bed. He asks if he can crawl in there to comfort him. He then reads to him like he's a child, which shows the author only ever writes him with stunted development.
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> The words just kept pouring out
Oh, so it's just the author talking here. 14k words of literally no worldbuilding and her tone deaf interpretation or social mores. All the omegas are missing are the lynchings for when they misbehave and the whips for when they refuse to service their alphas.
> Rabid and starved
Do you know what we do to rabid pets? We behead them and smash their brains for a sample. Literal brain mush is what this is; there's no way this author spent 'so long' writing this and having a beta-reader approve it when it reads like utter shit. I spared you the majority of it but the samples I gave here is the writing AFTER it's been looked over TWICE.
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Reading to his newfound slave like he's a baby. Man, who knew dehumanization could be so cute when you add a dash of Omegaverse.

Here were a few comments. I did have to laugh at the 'tone deaf' comment though, because this fic is an example of an author who is the very definition of it.
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Indeed it was comical - but for the wrong reasons. The real comedy is the author stating she 'doesn't support these things', yet this isn't an isolated event. She wrote a fic where a disabled man was in a dog cage and ate food from the cement floor. This is absolutely a fetish for her. The real tone deaf comedy is having a man say hand-feeding a person is 'archaic' and 'humiliating' while going to an adoption center and buying them like an abused animal. It's taking real world slavery and apartheid and slapping The Littlest Pet Shop on it to make it cute. It isn't. And for a Yookay bitch, she still can't use proper grammar. It's your fucking language. You should have perfected it.

I won't be posting all of this one due to its shitty formatting, but the author promises it's 'not as bad as it looks'. Features titty growth from magic goo and a bunch of synonyms for tits.
I skipped the scenes where Viktor wakes out of the goo. You've already seen that hundreds of times.
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> His waist is slimmer with slight curves
> His dick is gone
Well, at least he had one. I can give a pass to Hexcore bullshit because it can really do anything, but this is one of the few times I wonder if a guy didn't write this.
> His chest rests two plump breasts. About a D cup
...you sure a guy didn't write this?
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> I can't go out like this
Buy a corset, bro. All the rich dudes have one.
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> Nothing in there mentioned he would turn into a clownfish
Sequential hermaphrodite is the term you're looking for.
> He's always been emotional, which, if he were himself right now, he'd be crying
He WAS crying when he hugged him. But he's too busy ogling those tits - very homosexually, might I add.

Viktor tries to change into a new set of clothes, and we get this banger line:
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> Calcium cannons
And how do you know they're made of calcium? 🤔
> He looks like a pin up, shirt barely containing the mounds of flesh
This really does read like a hentai, holy shit.
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> Appendages
> Calcium cannons
Damn, I'm gonna have to write these down, aren't I?
> He's always known that Jayce is a boobs guy
I assume he is bisexual here because he admires the front and back of each sex equally.

There is some breast fondling, and then we go this:
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> Two spheres
Oblong spheroids. Keep a drink for all those 'pleasures'.
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> His hands can't fully encompass his bust
Damn, he really DOES have anime titties.
> Large almost obscene breasts
He isn't just a D cup, he's a J cup, get it?

Jayce then asks Viktor to play with his tits for 'scientific reasons'. This is the result.
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> Weird sexy study session
You got that right.
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> I have a vagina
> Hole
The vagina is not a hole. You wrote a fic about 'forced feminization', then you can get the female anatomy right.
> Perhaps the hexcore changed some of his sexual preferences
Oh? So you're telling me that it can make a gay man straight? Interesting.
> Plump, purple lips stare back at him, they surround a small tight hole
AKA he's looking at Grimace's mouth. I'd say Pim from Smiling Friends but he doesn't deserve this.
> A small rose gold clit
Nice, he has a Kardashian vagina.
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> Instead the horniness wins
And these people think they're better than published authors.
> His shiny new pussy clenching on nothing
All this description of a shiny new pussy like it's a brand new Lamborghini and there are no descriptions of Jayce's dick. Sad!
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> His middle finger finds his hole
Which one? You can use vagina just fine. Just use 'cunt'.
> He needs Jayce's fat cock inside him now
He needs that Hispanic Hog to give that white boy some flavour, eh?
> They're too small...my hands
So not only did he become an anime bimbo, his hands got shrunk despite the fact the author wrote his hands being 'unusually long'. He's got loli hands all of a sudden.
> A fistful of tit
This is a real line.
> Lapping up his sweet juicies, his slick has a slight sweet, floral hint to it
He's drinking Herbal Essences shampoo pussy juice.
> Squelch of his tongue
Guess it must feel like a sponge down there, eh?
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> Breaches his hole
...which one?
> The digits deep inside his pussy
Just use that, then!
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> I'd happily like to sink down on your cock
*I'd happily sink down on your cock
> The angry red tip pops into his eager hole
Me when I win at whack-a-mole to get the big prize
> I feel you in my throat
Great, this cliché. And we don't even know what the Coke can dick looks like. Sad!
> Is this how women feel?
You understand men can take a dick up their ass, right Viktor? That's how you would have done it beforehand.
> I guess you're more woman than man right now
Oh? Having a vagina makes you a WOMAN? You don't say! I guess this means all those trans Viktor fics means Viktor is ACTUALLY a woman! Wow, what a stellar observation! I never knew!
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> I've never seen a guy have jugs like this
Nice proofreading. And you've never been to a ghetto Walmart - plenty of guys there will have big jugs
> HNG don't say that
Are you having a stroke?
> Mentally he's very much a guy, but physically? He might as well be
The admission that a vagina is a female organ and intrinsically makes you a woman is hilarious. That sounds very TERFy, dear author.
> You're even being fucked like a girl
'Fucked like a woman' = taking the submissive role. They don't abide by outdated stereotypes, no ma'am. This isn't reverse heterosexuality, nuh uh. This is 100% gay sex.
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Feminine means long hair, tits and a vagina. You're a real troon, now! The rest of the fic was just then going 'Oh' and 'Um' and confessing their feelings. You've read it before. I'm now wondering if a gigahon wrote this or a pooner with a 'masc' sense of humour did.

I'm beginning to think fujos yearn for the tradwife life, given their total obsession over it and being unabashedly conservative in ways that seem too conservative for Matt Walsh. This is one of them. No kids yet - but about as tradwife as you can get. Lines for this fic include:
- the pulsing of his awaiting internal walls on the ghost of a lover he wants buried inside of him now.
-How dare Daddy keep Mommy waiting like this? Doesn't he know how badly Mommy misses him? Can’t he see that Mommy is waiting so patiently just for him? Why can’t he touch Daddy in the place meant for Mommy only? Doesn't Mommy deserve some love from Daddy? Doesn’t Daddy like touching Mommy the way Mommies and Daddies are supposed to?
- They would be perfect symbiotic manifestations of unified chromosomes
- “Mommy, can I please suck on your tits?”
- “You're so sweet. I want your milk."
- only trying to help Mommy get the milk to flow. He wants to help to feed their babies and himself.
- the captive cock was unveiled
- The lost cock wandered away from its home
- “You take such good care of me and the babies. You deserve this cock. It’s all yours, baby.”
- “I want you to have my babies, Mommy. We should have another. One more can’t hurt.”
- “Ah, Mommy, Daddy is gonna give you a baby.”

After seven months of courting, these bozos finally move in together. It has the usual "Oh I thought the total stud would never be interested in a girl DOOD like me!" and goes from hating children and noise like a true autistic sped to loving them. Guess you could say domesticity really brings out a lassie. Predictably, the conversation around children gets brought up, and it goes like this:
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> It was clear that he did want children of his own
> He wanted children
You said that already.
> He hoped to be a good father
> He would be a good father at most times
So he wouldn't be a good father. If his temper isn't the best, that means he'll take it out on his kids. Jayce doesn't have temper issues anyways, so I don't know where this is coming from.
> If he were to go through with any childbearing, his body might not be able to withstand all of the changes
I keep hearing this excuse, but apparently Hispanic semen is magical because he gets pregnant every damn time. No problems, either. It just cures every genetic condition he has.
> Parenthood was not meant to be for Viktor
You already wrote that.
> Giddy little girl
How do you know it's a girl?

There's a problem at the Hexgates and Jayce goes to fix it - because that's what a man does - and Viktor is at home picking at a fruit and meat tray getting baby fever. He starts smelling 'baby smell' and wonders what their future child will look like.
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> Broad shoulders
> Toned forearms
> Big pecs that defy gravity
> Greek God body
> Ass that artists would love to sculpt
> Smooth, muscled skin
Oh I wonder which one of these is the man. Such a mystery.
> Giving the illusion of squeezed cleavage from a tempting incubus
PECS
> The cloth defied the laws of gravity
You already wrote that.
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> Large hands
Oh, he's got the yeti punchers. If I see 'his hands were so big his thumbs met in the middle' your house is getting bulldozed. In Minecraft.
> How Viktor wished he could be that book
You could just ask? You're in a relationship. Stop being a pussy and be proactive with your sexuality. You are a 'man', are you not?
> The poor man was left to wriggle his weeping folds against the cushion
Weeping folds and weeping dicks, is there any bit of genitalia that isn't crying? 'Weeping assholes' is something I haven't heard yet.
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> His delightful tanned skin was finally bare from the waist up
Any other body part we're not masturbating over? How about his tongue?
> Oh, but what Viktor would do to have his partner's beautiful reddened lips ooze out fluid from his strong tongue
Uh, if he's doing that, he should head to the CDC. We've got a L4D Smoker here.
> Add a glossy, slippery sheen onto his warm, waiting cunt
Hey, I didn't think E.l.f sold that brand of lip gloss.
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> Larger man
With the yeti hands.
> Viktor would love to watch Daddy change
If you're calling him 'daddy' unprompted, that conservative call of the wild has already sunk its teeth in. You're just returning to your biological roots.
> He could imagine the tang of a briny, humid build-up from a successful day sucked into his mouth
Ingredients may include: tar, coal, and shit that eats through the upper troposphere.
> Jayce would be such a sweet and caring Daddy
You wrote he had a bad temper. What happened to that?
> His huge hands
The 1 man vs 100 gorillas hands.
> Mommy would
Oh, here we go with the feminization: it's OK when WE do it, sweaty, we're taking our sexuality back 😘
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> What was he thinking? Mommy?
Those are just your chromosomes talking, babe.
> His indulgent domestic fantasies
> Someone who knows how to take care of Mommy and their sweet babies
Forget the kink for a sec: this reads like a weird-ass kindergartner fic from a childless woman. I can't explain it other than that. Ma'am, if you want a kid so bad yet can't get fucked...go to a meth traphouse. You'll find guys willing to do it for cheap.
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> Mommy and daddy can spend some much needed time together like a couple needs to keep their marirage alive
> How dare Daddy keep Mommy waiting like this? Doesn't he know how badly Mommy misses him?
He is TAKING A SHOWER. Calm down, you neurotic bitch, and shove the TV remote up your snatch already. Stuff those 'awaiting internal walls' with an Amazon Fire remote.
> It's Viktor playing Mommy and Jayce playing Daddy
I love how the trans man reverts to their natal role when the situation arises.
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> Would he be ready to be a parent?
You already asked that and the answer was no. Plot demands that you be one because that's your 'ordained role'.
> But could he be a good father?
How could you be a 'good father' if you keep calling yourself a mother? You can't have it both ways.
> He's not sexy enough. He's not sexy at all
Agreed. Fucking you would be like fucking a Halloween prop, but at least with the Halloween prop I don't have to respect its gender.
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> It's all miserably over
> It's over
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> Tempting skin is like silk with hot water lingering upon each curve
...pouring water over silk is going to ruin it. Have you seen people sweat in that shit? Shitty metaphor regardless.
> A large hand
There's that gorilla puncher.
> He squeaks out his response
What are you, a raccoon?
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> The wet heat of Viktor's begging cunt
Guess those 'awaiting internal walls' are about to get stuffed. Andale!
> Would it hurt to play a game as Mommy and Daddy?
The fact you're immediately assuming the female role should say everything, but you're too retarded to grasp that fact. I don't even think the author is even trans - if she is, she's admitting to a lot of shit with this.
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> His brain is broken
You got that right. I don't even know who this character is. I know he's uwu so smol, but who the fuck is he?
> His clit
> Delicate strokes against his cock
Pick one.
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> Can he actually read Viktor's mind?
No, you're just that obvious.
> Tangling pale fingers
> Pale chest
There's going to be a LOT of this. One could say it's going at 1488 miles per hour.
> His mommy's soft, supple body
What supple body? He doesn't have one. If he still has 'soft flesh' on his breast, he didn't get the zippertit procedure.
> Hesitates to end his feeding
Gives a new meaning to 'breast milk enjoyer.'
> Mommy, can I please suck on your tits?
Thanks for the random.txt bitch.
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> You're so sweet. I want your milk
Add this, too.
> Coax out oozing pleasure around his neglected cock
Does he have a Philadelphia cheesesteak stewing down there?
> Milky skin
We love our white skin, don't we folks? White pride, worldwide.
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> Like he is trying to draw out the milk from his dry buds
Another quotable line. These were all written in a 'feverish haze' btw.
> Only trying to help Mommy get the milk to flow. He wants to help feed their babies and himself
Jesus Christ, you're killing me with these.
> A tight suctioning sip of the milky skin
Enough. We know this fucker is white. You can't stop saying how white, milky, creamy, alabaster, swan-like, pale, ghostly, paint-bucket white this bitch is. It's whiter than a Kardashian house. LEAVE IT.
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>Shocked squeaks
Very masc, turning into a lemming.
> A strong, yet gentle arm
Man is when strong arms, tight asses, big dick and Greek God muscles.
> His pale skin
> Limp pale hand
What did I just say?
> Enshrining a pulsing cock
> Nest of soft brown curls
Only thing you're finding there is the Ark of the Covenant.
> Distributing the bodily solution
The fuck are you distributing? Zyklon B? Just use 'awaiting slick'!
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> Freely coated in warm fluid
Fluid as in CLR? How about an acid bath for those Tarzan pubes?
> Hammers the one finger in and out of his needy hole
Me when I need to win those tickets at Chuck 'E' Cheese
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> The lonely finger accompanied with a twin
And a paragraph is wasted on how he's fingering him with two fingers.
> They heave out of his whining throat in hushed hiccups
Makes me think you're a baby suffering from colic.
> He can't quite reach to continue feeding from Mommy
WYM? You're over six feet. Just bend your giraffe neck and keep sucking.
> Smooth pale skin
What did I just say. This bitch CANNOT stop talking about how pale and white V is.
> Greedy hole
This is later followed up with:
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> Weeping hole
> Suctioning hole
Any hole is a goal, bro!
> Each squelch echoes in both of their senses
Makes me think you're making a fancy Italian dish.
> The flavoured barrier
...did I just read about how a VULVA is a 'flavored barrier'? What the fuck?
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> Pale hands
We KNOW they are pale, you dumbass. YOU KEEP WRITING THAT THEY'RE PALE.
> Large hands wrap around his skinny waist
Called it. They can never resist the uwu so smol call of the wild.
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> Brawny hip
> Muscular lower back
He gets all those descriptions while White BoyMcFuckMe is 'pale' every other sentence.
> The captive cock is waiting to be unveiled
This is a real line.
> Can't even fathom how soaked those boxers had to be
> They were sure to be soaked
You just answered your own question.
> The lost cock wandered away from its home
Luckily that 'flavored barrier' serves as a nice GPS...along with that Tarzan bush.
> The head rests just under the smaller man's navel
He's a 10-12 incher. Knew it. They always give him a magnum dong and nothing else.
> Cursed biology dominated any sane logic
Oh, so NOW we take biology seriously? You don't fucking say.

I skipped the scene where they pause and ask whether they want to continue without using protection. Viktor apologizes for his 'absurd fantasies' and Jayce responds that he'd 'make a very hot mommy'. Jayce swears he'll be a good daddy and slips the condom on. It's one of the few fics where they actually use one; most pooners/fujos prefer naked.
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> Trapped men
Only one of those is a man. Give you a guess which one.
> He could swear it was reaching into his throat
Cliché. You can give him a 12 inch dick all you want, but it won't save you from how utterly shit this is.
> Massive frame pins Viktor entirely
He's uwu so smol.
> You take such good care of me and the babies. You deserve this cock
I am very tempted to invite Pumpkin Princess the XVI (she's a 100 lb pit bull) into your house. Juuuuuuuuuust to get acquainted.
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> Prodding at his cervix in a fixed tempo
I really do believe these fujos have never had their cervixes so much as pinched than pounded. They just copy other fics and assume it's good when it just makes me cringe from nonexistent pain.
> The impalement speeds up
Whoa, who invited Vlad the Impaler?
> The barrier to his womb is hit over and over
It's not opening up like Helm's Deep. That shit is like Minas Tirith.
> His body nearly implodes
Imagine if it did: nothing but pale skin, squeaking vocal chords and a bucketload of cum. A literal Jackass skit.
> All of this carefully calculated logic he had used to direct his past life was gone
You mean you left behind a career and good money because biology called and wanted you to become a wife and mother? Wow, is this the 1950s?
> You'd be such a good mommy
You've said that a hundred times, already (actually it's 54 times).
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> The rhythmic squelches of the ceaseless flow of slick
Coming from a flavored barrier and a Final Bodily Solution.
> Gorgeous perfect cock was working so hard to reach past his cervix
It's not going to. If it did, you'd be screaming - and not from pleasure.
> Pulses of muscle trapped around Jayce's cock
Uh, are you talking about the vaginal muscles, here?
> Daddy is gonna give you a baby
And I'm Planned Parenthood about to nip it in the bud 😁
> The head of his cock blessed his cervix with pleading, bruising kisses
Ouch.
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> Yowling calls of their evening
The neighbours would think they were at the Columbus zoo and not hearing their neighbours fuck.
> His gentle, pale hands
Use of the word 'pale' is describe his hand is 10. 10 fucking times.
> Like a lewd, forbidden blue water balloon
You gonna drink it like Jackass? This would make this entire thing worthwhile - aside from the quotable lines, that is.
The author also took one of those sex tests. These were her results.
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Totally masc, dood! I couldn't clock you from your writing style at all, man!
For those unaware, FFN had a spell earlier this year where users were constantly bombarded by accounts begging to do commissioned art for their stories. The typical message had the format of, "Hey, your story* was absolutely amazing. I do digital artwork and I'd love do some for your story to help bring it to life in a new way."
I actually got one of those on my FFnet account. Came out of the blue and raised a few eyebrows; authors seldom draw shit for you. If they do, it's usually because someone else recommended it to them - and if they decided it was good enough to draw for. However, looking at the examples done for some fics in this thread...you aren't always going to get winners. Some are just fuck ugly.
 
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I have this fic from years ago, didn't know where to post it until now. A bandom classic. So, Tyler Joseph is priest and Josh Dun is a "sinning" teenager, they have a 6 old age gap, because yes, it's TOTALLY hot when a 23 year old fucks a 17 year old.
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As you can see, the author doesn't know much about Christianity (I mean they write fanfiction, so...)

Key notes
-they meet at the sermon, where "He practically raped the priest with his eyes as he stood before the congregation." Soon after, they kiss and then the relationship starts.
-not a lot of talking, they fuck right away
-Josh continuously calls Tyler "father", so I guess daddy kink
-very unrealistic sex
-at the very end the author implies a threesome with no one else but Gerard Way
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Good God, I love reading about real people fucking each other. Anyhow, this gives major "teenage girl writhing gay porn".
Here's a link for anyone who wants is curios: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11578564/12/

Best of all it's how this is just one chapter of a oneshots fic, this means you can read more chapters that are like this but in a different scenario.
 
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From the beta-reader who proofread that NLOG comes its polar opposite: the Pick Me, where a man with the gift of endowment gets locked up and YOU get to ride that pony.
We have a breakup between Jayce and Mel - because of course we do - and Jayce is currently spiraling because of it, refusing to shave and moping over heart-shaped notes. They were together for eight months, considered a 'beautiful couple', but Mel thought he was growing distant (read: he wanted white pussy instead of black pussy). We get a look into how Viktor, the Pick Me, views all of this.
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> He had done nothing, because doing nothing felt safer than risking making it worse
Fun fact: all this concern over safety clocks you as female, because a male best friend wouldn't give a shit. He'd just tell the guy straight up.
> Watching him unravel, the quiet longing throbbed painfully
This already reads like a Taylor Swift breakup song.
> He wanted to step in, to carry some of that weight, to show that he could be there
Which sex performs this kind of emotional labour, again?

Viktor insists he is going out, and there's a spark of jealousy from Jayce, who asks if he's seeing someone casually or romantically. When Viktor snipes that it's not his business, Jayce then confesses that he's 'confused'. He admits that Mel initiated the breakup as she believed he had feelings for someone else. While she holds no grudges against him, Jayce says she wasn't aware of who he was attracted to.
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> Felt a pang for her, having to face something like that
> He knew too well how painful it was to care for someone and not have those feelings returned
Oh, fuck off. She's a disposable black girlfriend. We even have the, 'He loved her, but what he feels for the white person is even MORE intense and perfect!' They aren't called Klansmen reborn for no reason.
> Was Jayce not straight?
You're not a man. He would still be straight.
> The only dated women
This is a beta-reader, and she forgot to remove the 't' here.
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> The person who would stir the waves of jealousy he knew he couldn't escape
Jayviks are never beating the racism allegations. Ever. Mel does nothing wrong and they sound worse than Uncle Ruckus when talking about her. They have to make Viktor jealous, because how else would our lil dood be picked?
> I didn't even realize I might like this person until Mel pointed it out
So she was cucked.
> The possibility that the reason for this turmoil might be him
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> Could it truly be him
*Taylor Swift song plays in the background*
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> Every time his cock dragged over Jayce's
For it to be frottage, both have to be actual dicks. Yours is not.
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>No binder, no tape, nothing holding him
> Soft curve of his small breasts, like they were the most perfect thing he had ever seen
I'm shocked they aren't crushed and/or rotting. Nothing like warping the ribs of someone with lung issues. He's also lucky he didn't develop any fungal infections. That'll give him something to chew on.
> Every gentle suck sending a pulse straight to his cock
Whose cock?
> Jayce was big: thick, hard, hot, and already throbbing
A trans fic isn't a trans fic without our Hispanic Hog.
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> Feeling his cock jerk in response
Whose cock? You don't have one.
> Saw his cock visibly twitch
It's going to be doing a lot of that.
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> Only using his bracelet
*Wearing his bracelet. You are a beta-reader. Do better.
> Can I see it? Sometime?
For a minute I thought he was talking about a Frankendong, but no. He's talking about the strap.
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> Aching swell of his swollen cock
*Aching swell of his cock. Which would make sense if you actually had one.
> Jayce's cock buried in his throat
I can imagine the throat bulge would be enough to mimic a frog.
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> Finger circling wider inside him, opening him bit by bit
Well, I can give the author credit for actually having the bisexual man get his prostate tickled. I just wonder how big his fingers are. Are the the uwu smol ones or a normal size?
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> Letting the fat head hit the back of his throat
All things considered, this is a rather equal exchange for a smut. You don't see many Dom trans Viktors. He's also taking him like a pro despite being a closeted Pick Me.
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> His cock leaking nonstop on Viktor's mouth
Get this guy on the FDNY, stat.
> The idea of fully sinking down on that thick cock making his own pulse
You don't have a dick. You're only dreaming of that dick because you know it's reserved for white pussy and not black. You about to get BLEACHED.
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> You thought about this before, haven't you?
> Many times
He just admitted he couldn't stop thinking about white pussy while being with Mel. No niggers in slash!
> His cock dragging across Jayce's tongue
If it was a dick, you wouldn't need to be 'trans', now would you? You'd actually use it for penetration vs a pink dildo - very masc, btw.
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> Insistent heat closed around his cock
See point above.
> He's mine. At least here, he's mine
"Fuck yes, he picked MY white pussy over that fucking sheboon. White sugar is superior!"
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> If only I still had my strap harness
If only you had a dick, then you could've just jumped right in.
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> Comer here
This is a beta-reader. Did you mean 'Come here'? You're also missing a quotation mark on 'Quiet'.
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> Made his cock twitch violently
I told you it does that a lot. Sounds like it needs a cage.
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All this for a pink dildo. No description of how big THAT is - and I still remember BlackKat's fic and how Jayce swallowed a dildo he thought went up Viktor's ass. Fun times. It's also never said if THIS dildo was washed or even if it's an anal dildo. Imagine him going to the ER with a pink one stuck in his ass. The campus would be buzzing for weeks.
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And they get their happy ending. The Pick Me got picked. The black woman got dumped for white pussy supreme over here. Who says Jayviks aren't racist? They just keep writing on how white people are the best...over and over and over again. I don't know where you're getting those ideas.

What happens when the Pick Me doesn't get picked...and gets cucked in their own marriage? Featuring deadnaming and a deadbeat named Dmitri, this toe of woe and infidelity has a happy ending...and a happy ending. Woe be to this poor malewife who got misgendered by their own mother before death. This fic is unavailable to non AO3 users, but since it's 13k words, some of it will be summarized and the interesting bits will be snipped. You know the drill.

Lines for this fic are:
- mewling from cock. For cock. Fucked full and not a single thought to spare for the state of their marriage.
- Could muffle the squelching, wet sounds of his pussy being pounded by cock

It should be mentioned that the author is in her mid-thirties and still decides to write shit like this. The author decided to moderate comments, so anyone pointing out the OOCness of this fic will have their comments blasted to oblivion.
We start off with a quote from Pablo Naruda, his "Madrigal written in Winter'. It does not belong in a cheating fic with a pooner. In any case, we find out that not all is well in marriage land: Dmitri wants to open up their marriage, while Viktor wants to remain monogamous. What doesn't occur to this author is that the ones who usually enjoy access to multiple sex partners are men - and Viktor, never able to break free from that female socialization, just nods along with it. Dmitri is a flagrant misogynist, calling other women frigid and old, and Viktor believes that he is exempt from this misogyny because he's, well, trans. True to form, he takes out his frustrations on the other woman who points this out - Sky - and has to grit his teeth over the fact Dmitri is cheating on him by fucking a younger, more female coworker at their scientific functions.
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> He feels remorse score through him
A pooner being an absolute bitch to their friends? You don't say. Then the author waxes poetic about how miserable this character is and how he's 'suffering dysphoria in his late thirties'. I find myself not giving a shit; that's what happens when you have said character snap at a friend who is rightfully calling out misogyny and thinking that because YOU got picked means you can shit on other women. It's a classic case of FTMs throwing women under the bus.
> He is working on being more assertive
You'd think that'd be a given since he's a trans man. The fact is isn't is very self-implicating.
> He'd been the one to decorate their house
Which is a very feminine thing to do. Why didn't you engage in some masc renovations?
> He hosts D&D parties very for weeks for his friends and colleagues
This can be gender neutral, but the fact he's the one hosting them is rather female-coded.

We get a brief look into their marriage: they're fire and water and like to talk things out. As for Jayce, the author thinks it's smart to accuse an actual person of 'queerbaiting' when that isn't what it fucking means.
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> Encouraged to engage in polyamory to satisfy their sexual, mental, physical and emotional needs
Notice how it's the 'cis' man who does it. It's never the trans man who does this. They are the ones who remain 'traditional'.
> If it had been a woman Dmitri wanted, why pair up with Viktor?
Why did you just out yourself as a woman here? You never mentioned he was gay or bi. Comparing yourself to 'other women' when you're supposed to be a man is a 200 IQ move.
> Jayce had never lied about his preferences
> He was a warm-blooded, manly man
And we're to believe this bag of bones on testosterone who is treated as female at every turn is in fact a man.
> Sky had accused Jayce of queer-baiting at university
That's a fucked up way to treat someone. Forcibly outing someone or accusing them of something they might not be ready to present to others is, how should I put it? Bigoted. Leave it to a tone deaf author who thinks she's so tolerant to write shit like this.

There's more self-hatred coming out of Viktor, and we learn their wedding was something akin to a Las Vegas wedding with cartoonish vows and people accusing Dmitri of manipulating him. His family wants a 'legitimate blood heir' which they will still get because Viktor has a vagina. We also have Viktor calling himself 'not too shabby' in one sentence and then a 'broken thing' the very next sentence. We also learn his chronic illness is in remission, and true to male form, Dmitri seeks younger, healthier females to 'continue his bloodline.
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> He is not too shabby in terms of looks
> Who wants to spend eternity with a broken thing?
Only one of these things can be true.
> Viktor will show him spice!
Why! Are we adding! Exclamation marks! To random sentences!
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> Yanks him out of his chair
He couldn't yank a plate out of a microwave. Who are you fooling?
> Viktor's the one mewling from cock. For cock. Fucked full and not a single thought to spare
I love how these are real lines. Eat your heart out, Booktok.
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> It's too much too soon!
If you think they're actually fucking - surprise! Viktor is hallucinating the whole thing. How do I know? Just wait!
> Not with a broken thing like Viktor
All this woe-is-me shit won't make me like you. I still think you're a selfish asshole. Do better. Act like a man. Any man that has this much self-pity is usually told to off themselves. If you're too weak to function, get out of the gene pool.

If you're wondering why this fic seems so long, it's because the author has every sentence that should be in a related paragraph as a separate sentence. Fujofrankenstein does this, too. It doesn't look neat.
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> At least this man still wants you
> Be a good wife
So did his mom know he was on T and threw away all those stupid, weak feminine traits? Guess not, because there's literally nothing stopping him from telling Dmitri to fuck off. Viktor is not this much of a pushover. These people really, really have no idea how to write him despite claiming he's their fave.
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> I don' want you and I to start taking each other for granted
That's literally what you're doing.
> He suspects the decision to keep him trapped and excessive use of force while fucking had been deliberate
You don't say. Now, why would Dmitri do that? It's not as if this 'cis man' is just pretending you're a fellow man, is he? Because if Viktor was an actual gay man, he wouldn't tolerate that shit. That cane is getting used.
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> When it is his heart Dmitri is breaking, when it is infidelity he's pressuring Viktor into
None of these needed commas.
> He could scream at the unfairness
You really have to wonder why this happens to you, a trans man, when you could use that male privilege you inherited at any time. What's that? It doesn't work like that? Dmitri is just playing along? You don't fucking say.
> His forearms are thicker than Viktor's calves
Yeah because he's a literal skeleton. I guarantee there's going to be a 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle' line.
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This is all a hallucination, btw: he was only thinking about Dmitri fucking him. He was zoned out in Heimerdinger's office the entire time. Nice POV change, eh?
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> Infusing his tone with hurt in a way that makes it clear he's mocking him
Jayce wouldn't act like this. He'd see something was wrong given Viktor's fugue state and ask what's going on. He's not a nasty person. If anything, that rage would be saved for Dmitri - but Jayviks seldom respect either character so here we are.

Jayce, hallucination or not, picks Viktor up - noodle arms included - and lays him on the couch where he cries his eyes out. Another Pablo Naruda quote is used - the song of despair. We get a little more background on him: he's the classic Tall Dark and Handsome, second-generation migrant child (so second generation immigrant) who won big at Hextech and is now a billionaire - every basic bitch's het romance put to paper. He won over Ekko and Powder within 30 minutes, and Viktor, the poor, self-effacing and humble trans man, wants to gloat in Sky's face over his misery 'to forget his own'. He continues to whine about how Jayce isa a One Percenter and billionaire philanthropist like Tony Stark, and Viktor just seethes with jealous rage - he calls those thoughts 'rabid cockroaches' as if cockroaches get rabies, a virus that infects mammals - because Jayce got their love when they resisted him for a month. I sincerely wonder why.

Not only does our poor pooner who hates himself hate Jayce, there's hate for Ekko too. Viktor calls him 'sanctimonious' for being - get this - a human rights lawyer and climate activist, and Jinx/Powder is 'Miss Frankenstein'. No wonder they hate him - and it certainly didn't take long for the author to just come swinging against a character who did nothing wrong.

Viktor rants and raves about throwing Dmitri from the 11th floor to hating Jinx and Ekko for their hero worship of Jayce. Previously, he said he 'loves them' like a parent would - and makes a mention that he'd pull out his hair as well as theirs. Very motherly. Doesn't sound like a BPD nightmare at all.
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> Viktor is of the opinion that life offers too many lemons and not enough sugar
You're already sour enough as it is. He's supposed to be the pitiable one but I cannot stand him.
> Funds minority causes
Meanwhile Viktor is struggling not to call Ekko a 'filthy fucking nigger'.
> Compare that to a man who attempts to psycho analyze them on every meeting and condescends to them
She's right. If Viktor is doing that, he's not a good person. The author thinks him tossing out the trans card makes him an automatic victim - it doesn't. It just makes him a quintessential trans piece of shit.
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> Given the chip on her shoulder against Jayce
What did he do to her? Confirm he wasn't queerbaiting anybody?
> He had asked Viktor to be his best man
How dare he ask a friend to go to his wedding. How fucking dare he.
> Your backbone's made of a limp noodle
So throw him in some boiling water. He'll at least be useful.
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> He's not gay
> You have a cunt, a cunt is a cunt for a heterosexual man like him
Dmitri out here spitting facts and I'm meant to hate him, lmao.

Ever determined to make Dmitri the bad guy and not our valiant pooner, the author has Dmitri say that kids from Ekko and Powder's background 'protest too much', because they tarnish academia, or whatever. Classic elitism. There's a bit about privilege and somehow, Viktor doesn't suffer from it because race-based privilege doesn't exist, but class-based privilege does. This despite the author not clocking that calling a black kid 'sanctimonious' is racist as hell.
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> He's also highly aware that his spine is limper than a boiled noodle
We know. You wrote that already.
> If Sky's body is a temple, then her grudge against his best friend is what powers it
We don't even know why she hates him. Jayce just exists and all the slurs come out against him. The fuck did he do>
> Unreasonable hatred for the man
Are we getting an explanation for this, or...?
> Jayce is Viktor's own. His soulmate
You just spent the last few paragraphs calling him everything short of a dirty Spic. You clearly hold no love for your soulmate, buddy.
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> The sight of Jayce guiding his two kids makes the embers of arousal in his core light up
There's that female biology talking.
> A sellout, Sky had called him three days ago
A sellout FOR WHAT?
> Rutting against the bigger man until pleasure overwhelmed him
Watch more emphasis be placed on Jayce's caveman physique and how our limp noodle gets his pussy pounded than anything else.
> He feels like crying. He is far too vapid and easy a person to be taken seriously
Correct. Now why do you want to be pitied, you weak-willed piece of shit who's too cowardly to say, 'nigger'?
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> Made me try every single one of them until he found the perfect one for her
> It's also the day I learned that she and I share the same ring sizes
By 'she' I bet she means Mel, and Mel and Viktor have the same dainty hands despite Viktor's hands being rather long. These FTMs are always getting clocked by their tiny-ass hands.
> He has forgiven his best friend for all the cruelties
What cruelties? You were getting 'cucked' and he wasn't even aware of it! How is he to blame for that?
> He is truly the saddest person to have ever existed
Correct. You are still a terrible person and should get your jaw wired shut after swallowing a few teeth.

Viktor continues to talk about his marriage to Sky, and observes the goings-on in the lab. He calls Jayce, Ekko and Jinx a 'triumvirate of fools' - lovingly, of course. He then glares at Jayce as if it's his fault there was an explosion and for not taming Jinx who wants to make a homemade nuclear reactor. Seconds after he glares and inwardly ranted about him, he mourns over the fact that he was not there at the altar and 'would be great with kids'. My patience for this character has grown very thin.

Another snippet from Pablo Naruda and we have Jayce over at Viktor's house for two nights, wined and dined and all, while Dmitri is away in Norway fucking his mistress. This idea was Sky's because we don't know why she still hates Jayce, and Jayce, knowing Viktor is lonely, decides to hang out with him - as best friends do. Viktor still self-pities about his scars and body and spends the next few sentences talking about his Venetian robe that goes from shimmer blue to magenta that is engraved with JVT. When Dmitri asks him what it means, Viktor decides to be coquettish and flutter his eyelashes at him. Dmitri calls him a 'catamite he'd defile to kingdom come'. A catamite is a pubescent male that is attractive to men - aka, it's a reference to pederasty. Nice going, author.

Viktor's self-pity reaches a fever pitch in which I am very tempted to push this cripple down the stairs. He keeps going on about his loveless marriage and Dmitri's mistress and how badly he wants Jayce. Jayce is sleeping in his uni shorts and there's a mention of his 'pronounced bulge'. Jayce notes something is wrong, calls Viktor 'baby', and snatches away the bottle of Star Anise he was about to drink. We also find out Jayce is divorced from his beautiful wife, meaning he is open to Viktor's advances. We get a scene where Jayce makes Viktor sweetmilk in the kitchen and we get a look into how he makes Viktor's pussy wet.
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> His heterosexual best friend
As Dmitri put it: a pussy is a pussy and he's going for yours.
> Jayce's husky baritone
> Husky sleep-induced baritone
When your woe-is-me Pick Me behaviour makes you forget you wrote the same thing twice.
> It's enough to push him into a soft and vulnerable mindset
I don't care. Are we forgetting this person psychoanalyzes everyone he meets and is just intolerable to be around? You be an 'unloved wife' doesn't excuse that. You're just a shitty person.
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> Collect him into his arms like he is a babe
Too bad he can't chuck him out the window like one.
> Licked the rough expanse like a kitten
You know what we do to misbehaving cats? Leave them outside because they don't grasp the concept of humility.
> It was to protect his mental well-being amid Jayce's public wedding
> Bitterness and loneliness had consumed him
> He had villainized the man to Sky
So all the shit that Sky believes about Jayce...started on rumours and hate from Viktor. He started all this shit because of petty personal drama. How unbelievably feminine. And yet, the author STILL wants to paint him as some sort of victim. He is anything but.
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> What would you do if Jayce confess to his wife wanting an open relationship?
> Proceeds to admit he'd be petty as fuck because Jayce's wife would be able to sleep around and Jayce would be hurt by it
This creature is so unbelievably petty.
> In a world where he wasn't a cripple
You being disabled doesn't excuse you from being a piece of shit. You started a whole rumour mill because you were in love with your best friend and couldn't stand that he was with The Other Woman. Not only are you vile, you're a misogynist, too. A self-hating one.
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> The fuck
I agree, Jayce. I'm wondering the same.
> Allowing Viktor to break down and cry
This same person called Ekko, someone from the same background as him, 'sanctimonious'. Ekko does nothing wrong and he gets as much hate as Mel sometimes.
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> Always punching above his league
You aren't in that league because you don't bother. Being self-pitying while being a piece of shit doesn't make you attractive. You're ugly on the inside and out.

Viktor questions God why He made him love Jayce, when God would probably throw up his hands and say, 'Leave me the fuck out of this, bitch'. He wants a safe haven in Jayce's arms when he was the one who started the whole rumour mill about him and would ruin his life if he could. His hatred was that he was married and living a happy life and that he wasn't parasitically attached to him, his 'soulmate'. He states he wished that he married Jayce and that he had his ring on his finger. He could have done something about it by being a man and discussing it with him, but no.

They start getting intimate with tickling and kissing.
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> You can't brute-force your way through everything
You can't brute force people to like you. The author has tried so hard to make Viktor seem the poor, ragged pooner but he's your typical entitled, uppity pooner who thinks they are owed a 'straight' man's dick. The perfect revenge would be leaving this fuck in the dirt.
> What did you think I would do? Wreck your wedding?
Yeah. He wanted you to whisk him up and away.
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Here we have the smut proper. All that build-up of this whining bitch and he gets that pussy stuffed.
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> Aligns his aching wet core over Jayce's substantive bulge
All that time spent hating on him disappears once the 12 incher comes out. Tale as old as time.
> Hands big enough for his fingers to reach the plump flesh of his derriere and dig
What derriere? He has no flesh or meat on his bones. It's not the 'his thumbs met in the middle' but we still have the yeti punchers.
> Fingers long enough to reach the spot that makes him cry out
He can probably turn his uterus inside out from how big they are.
> Worship the scars left from his surgeries
Aww, look at you finally get picked.
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Three times in a single paragraph (sorta)? Wow.
> First slide of his cock to the root
> Before his partner spears him all the way to the hilt
> Grinds in until his cock reaches the deepest part of him
This is beta-read, and yet the beta-reader couldn't get the 'he went in to the hilt' being used three fucking times.
> Staining his creamy-white skin
The skin that lets you get away with calling a black kid 'sanctimonious'.
> His cock stretches his slit to the point of brutal oblivion
So does it look like pureed beef?
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> Battering and bruising the deepest parts of him
Make that four.
> Could muffle the squelching, wet sounds of his pussy being pounded by cock
Hey, thanks for the laugh. Made me forget I was dealing with a POS here.
> Drenching the cock still battering into him with no end in sight
He could have gotten that earlier, you know, had he acted like a man and talked to Jayce when they were students. You'd never know Viktor is even accomplished had the author not mentioned it a few times.
> Becoming the world's biggest cliche
Smartest thing the author ever wrote.
> But that became the source of the biggest arguments I had with her
The twist? Jayce wanted to marry Viktor all along!
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> Your womb should bear my children
I love how this pooner who talked endlessly about how broken their body is doesn't contest this. It's 'the only thing his broken body can do' all over again.

They cuddle, Viktor's skin gets compared to silk, they get a semi-happy ending (and Jayce gets another semi). This fic was a monster and took forever to get through; summarizing it took as much time as taking screenshots as a lot of it was so self-effacing it made you want to physically punch the character. Fujos really see Viktor as this poor, weak man who cannot defend himself when he is witty, smart, resourceful, sarcastic and a bit of an OCD nut. This wasn't him. This was a woman upset she was never picked, started rumours against the man who didn't pick her, says her body is oh so weak and terrible before shutting up when that fat cock gets shoved inside her, and is just abysmal to be around. It's your Barbecue Becky: Trans edition, who wants that nigger Ekko off her block. Don't think I forgot that. This author had no reason to be shitty towards him. She just decided to because she wants to make it clear 0/10 pussy is what the world should be ended over.
-at the very end the author implies a threesome with no one else but Gerard Way
To think this man is responsible for the Twilight, 50 Shades and other related fandoms, even RPF. Thanks 9/11 for giving us this cultural juggernaut.
 
Double post, but Prettybadmagic has written a sequel to her widely acclaimed Machine 4 Man. Right off the bat, we've got lines like 'smitten like a Discord kitten' which will be the title for the spoiler. Along with her Jeffrey Epstein 'unblooded girlchild' and winning lines like ' the lube flowed down his thighs like diarrhea' and her Aryan Woman in a Wheat Field Omegaverse, comes yet another bonanza of Colleen Hoover lines - but don't let her ever hear you call her that. You do not have the IQ or media literacy to understand her art, peasant.

The winning lines for this are the following:
- six feet of gym-physique perfection, with zero bad angles and a cock that puts pornstars to shame
- within his rights to reply 'show hog'
- smitten like a fucking Discord kitten
> A running log of who's hard (and) when and what they're doing about it
- glucking skills
- He preemptively drinks his psyllium husk and has even caved to procuring an enema kit. A pretty rancid affair, hashtag justice for bottoms, but it's an extra bit of anti-shit insurance that comes in handy
- good few sniffs of poppers, and it buys him enough time to be twisted like a pretzel
- He enjoys the butt-fucking sensation
- As if his colon contains some potent magic that makes even the most hardened warriors crumble
- being ass-fucked is exhausting
- soberly un-horny
- works through the various commands given to him by his horny control center
- His heavy sack and swollen dick bounce in the most droolworthy fashion
- uwu-ass orbs (this is 100% real)
- He can't tease and fight for his life on the battlefield of sloppy top
- It belongs in a spank museum. The spank Louvre, where it can observed for all time
- It coats his chiseled musculature like he's covered in a thin sheet of gelatin
- poor wittle puppy (also real)
- You really know how to make boners feel like fucking dogshit.
- His dick flops back and forth across his belly, slinging around strings of slobber. Good god, it is sexy. He looks entirely gagged, jaw slack, surprise-pikachued
- Because there is only a tender little puppy dog. Poor thing wants to nut. He wants to bust down the door and reap hole as if hole grows on trees. But no. He's reaping cock.
- the foreman of the fap factory
- There’s a hurdle for big guys. Masculine, borderline heterosexual alpha males. Thou shalt not defy the sanctity of seme-uke.
- letting out the low moan of a birthing mammal
- Impale yourself, you little slut. Come for me like a girl.
- his dick spurting in a way that reminds him of an unmanned firehouse, loosing liquid with abandon.
- an eight inch uncut schlong
- Does it hurt? Who the fuck cares, it’s all in my head! Get gaped, hunkatron 9000.
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Shaved, shot water up my ass, did not like the way it felt coming out. But I feel like a new man now
- This isn't about fetching balls and licking cocks with extra enthusiasm. It's the part of the dog ownership that is more or less servitude
- Sometimes he finds being highly molestable flattering. Like he's a girl in high school with an avaricious boyfriend who won't stop until he pets genitals nonconsensually.
- Lube texture is absolutely boner-shrinking after prolonged contact
- The Golden Boy is porous as all humans, penetrable, gut-having, a pretty sack of wet meat.
- he feels like a hucow (a portmanteau of 'human cow')
- No more active participation, but hole reception only.
- These things take skill. They take a deft hand and dick
- has the type of asshole that could drink down an entire dildo if it lacked a flared base
- Transcends to monkey mode, where only the good feeling of his hand the good sight of his dick-stuffed hole matter
- He likes his useless slab of drippy meat, and he likes the ambition of his rectum
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> Six feet of gym physique
Are we forgetting this man is also a rapist? I guess so. PBM thinks 'just the tip' doesn't count as penetration, even if Asmonviktor didn't want it in his hairy ass.
> Within his rights to say 'show hog'
How many gay guys say this?
> Smitten like a Discord kitten
The winning line (untrue, all of these shitty lines deserve to be mocked) that is the title of this spoiler.
> Hairy balls and all
Asmonviktor is so unattractive he has a Tarzan bush on his hair and asshole that would make a bear gag. Seriously, he's that fucking gross.
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> Glucking skills
She really wrote this.
> He preemptively drinks his psyllium husk and has even caved to procuring an enema kit. A pretty rancid affair, hashtag justice for bottoms, but it's an extra bit of anti-shit insurance that comes in handy now that Jayce fucks fortissimo
Another line where you have to shit (lmao) there and go, 'Someone decided this was witty and a good idea'. It isn't. She's had this style of trying to sound like a whipped-up Zoomer, but she ends up sounding like Colleen Hoover over and over again. Any comment saying she writes just like her is swiftly deleted.

Yes, you have to do a lot when bottoming. Why doesn't Viktor, who insisted he was gay for years, know this? Even as an anal virgin he had to have known, watching all that porn.
> A good few sniffs of poppers, and it buys him enough time to be twisted like a pretzel
Poppers are famously used to loosen the anus. Glad he's on the party drug circuit now.
> He enjoys the butt-fucking sensation
You don't say.
> As if Viktor's colon contains some potent magic that makes even the most hardened warriors crumble
Real talk: your asshole is hairier than all the hair you find in a pet shop, you have fungal toe nails AND you will hold your shit in for days while it stinks up the whole ass. That ass ain't worth it if it smells like Medieval dysentery.
> It's the rawdogging and rawnutting that matters
Even that alpha male semen can't make that anus look good.
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> Being ass-fucked is exhausting
You don't say.
> Gets outrageously hard whenever he goes dog mode
Now, this author has been called out for doing this racist shit, and she does it enough to where it cannot be a harmless kink. She repeatedly writes this man as comparable to a dog or wild animal and having him be at the mercy of a white man who 'suffers more than most'. Do not forget that in the original, she said Jayce was 'white-passing', so it absolutely has a racial context.
> A time honoured tradition for gay men
Someone has watched the Fulsom Street Fair.
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> Now it's guy and guy, so that doesn't really make sense
This author brushed over the idea of Jayce being bisexual and made him a toxic masculine stereotype when it is anything but. Bisexuality is more common than exclusive homosexuality, and he's open minded enough to entertain the idea.
> I'm a dog
> You're my dog
If you never knew the context for this, but only knew the race of the men, you'd agree that sounds awfully racist. This is coming from someone who throws out 'nigger' when I feel like it.
> He's shunting his big, beautiful, barely-out bisexual boyfriend down a deviant path that's lauded as immoral and sometimes insane
Sounds like grooming. The closeted shut-in with terrible hygiene and a worse attitude is a gooner groomer? Shocker, shocker I tell you!
> It's Viktor's solemn duty to protect Jayce from shame - he's still masculine, but he still likes topping
In the OG fic, there was a line about smashing gender boxes and roles and how binaries are restrictive. Turns out, Viktor wanted to be the pretty princess bottom so here we are. Very sanctimonious.
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> Not that he has the funds for the more material side of this kink
You don't even have the funds to clean up your mold-infested bathroom, but you can afford poppers and enema kits.
> When Viktor is the phallus, and Jayce the orifice
Smashing gender roles, I see.
> soberly un-horny
That might be someone's new tagline here. Good job.
> The latter would send Jayce running from the hills, very unsexily and ably
Why? He's not as close-minded as you think. Not in your world, that is.
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> The guy or the girl
So much for smashing gender binaries. Still sticking to only two options, I see.
> You can think of me as the guy
A guy who lives in utter filth, that is. This author wrote him holding his shit in for three days and described the smell. Not even neckbeards do that. It's worse than the Nair ass hair thing.
> A more logical answer would be the girl, but forced feminization is not on the menu, not yet
I can't believe I'm the one to tell you this, but being the bottom doesn't make you 'the girl'. You are just being receptive. This kind of shit is what Greek pederasts believed. Knowing PBM, this is exactly what she's getting at.
> Viktor does not want Jayce to picture himself being tied up, being plowed by an equine dildo
...well that's a marked change from splitting him in half with a 9 foot one, eh?
> He wants Jayce to feel like the family dog
But this isn't a racial fetish, no ma'am.
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> Viktor works through the various commands given to him by his horny control center
Reads like a Goldeneye mission.
> They try out fetch with a spare lacrosse ball, one that stiffens Viktor up within one toss
So you can bend like a pretzel when it comes to athletic anal, but not this? You really should get into pilates.
> His heavy sack and swollen dick bounce in the most droolworthy fashion
It's really hard to take this seriously when the author has a racial fetish that would put Andrew Anglin to shame.
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> Uwu-ass orbs
This is a real fucking line she decided to put in. People really do think she's the pinnacle of witty literature.
> Nose sunk into Viktor's dark nest of pubes
Ugh, imagine the smell. I bet he's harbouring a fungus that would make The Last of Us look like a theme park.
> He can't tease and fight for his life on the battlefield of sloppy top
I want people to read these lines and then proceed to use them in a normal setting. If they sound absolutely retarded, good - PBM needs to learn her being a fanfic author doesn't make her better than Colleen Hoover.
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> So like, let me
Like, stop talking like, you're a California valley girl, like.
> His shin is quite spindly in comparison to Jayce's girthy cock
He should have gained weight by now. If his thighs are thinner than Jayce's penis, this would mean they're smaller than 4'' in circumference. He'd be thinner than a human skeleton.
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> Further spank bank usage
> It belongs in a spank museum. The spank Louvre, where it can observed for all time
Don't give the French any ideas.
> It's so exciting that Viktor bricks a second time and beats himself off
You can do that but you skipped leg day. Loser.
> It coats his chiseled musculature like he's covered in a thin sheet of gelatin
All I'm reminded of is that oil man from Family Guy that the cops can't catch.
> Poor wittle puppy
I'm about to make YOU eat a brick, bitch.
> This spoiled pup is too accustomed to orifices
What's next? You gonna make him shit outside?
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> I have access to the Internet. That's like, the two things. Girl and guy for BDSM
He has access to the Internet yet has never heard of bisexuality, gay-for-pay, or even the Chippendales. OK.
> We really don't have to gender it
You do, though. You told him you want to be a man in your headspace, but want to be treated 'like a girl'. You instinctively think being a woman means being submissive. In the original fic, you wanted to wear short skirts and be treated like a twink. That's gendering it. You're a sanctimonious asshole.
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> Like when I'm a dog, I can be a little stupider
I'm beginning to think she doesn't like Jayce all too much. She makes him a toxic male stereotype, the misogynistic Latin Lover, a rapist, and then a dog. This is all deliberate.
> This opens doors. Perhaps even holes
Ooouuu how witty. Is he going to pop some poppers and bleach out his ass with enemas? Time will tell.
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> If it's not like, torture
This, like, dialogue is torture for me, dawg.
> As if he were a Bond villain with a Hollywood Hunk strapped to a table.
I don't even think SPECTRE would think this kind of shitty writing would be applicable torture. It's just that bad.
> an eight inch uncut schlong
Compared to Viktor's 7 inch dick cheese supreme, that's not bad.
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> Four hours? Dude, I think I'd pass out
You would. You're not supposed to have an erection lasting more than four hours.
> He admires Jayce's cock. It really is textbook perfect, that beautiful dark red with coursing veins running its length
So it's basically Bratwurst with the shade of a Gucci lip gloss. He also raped Viktor with that dick, btw. Doesn't matter if it's just the tip.
> You really know how to make boners feel like fucking dogshit
Comes with the territory of your shit smelling worse than the Ganges river and having nasty-ass foot fungus. Keep him away from any Burger Kings.
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> Viktor idly sucks, denying Jayce's right to deepthroat
Interesting how he never wants to gender things and yet he assumes it's his role to always suck dick. Jayce isn't like that. He'd happily do the same if you asked.
> His dick flops back and forth across his belly, slinging around strings of Viktor's slobber
A real dick-chopper. Pinochet, stay back.
> Good god, is it sexy
Not with those ugly-ass teeth. Has Asmonviktor brushed today?
> Surprise-pikachued
Never say that again or I'll feed you to Nikocadoavocado during his prime.
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> Because there is no more Jayce, only a tender little puppy dog
What happens when he gets thrown in the hood with a bunch of pit bulls running around? They'll go for that swinging red dick first, thinking it's a toy.
> Poor thing wants to nut. He wants to bust down Viktor's door and reap hole as if hole grows on trees
Nothing like making the Latino an uncontrollable sex beast that can only be tamed if you chop his nuts off. Give this man rabies so his brain can be grinded down, already.
> Viktor is reaping today. He's reaping cock
Sounds like someone needs to be SPAYED and NEUTERED.
> Even as the foreman of the fap factory
I am very, very tempted to use that as my new tagline.
> His hairless ass crack
This man didn't know what BDSM or even bisexuality was yet he waxes and bleaches his asshole. Uh huh.
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> Jayce too has a hole
All humans do. Glad you're figuring this out.
> Not the way Viktor does it, a slobbery, feral lapping because he realizes how close he is to Jayce's honeypot
All those years of watching gay porn and you don't know how to do it? You really are all talk and no action. You spent more time talking about your shits than making his asshole jiggle.
> Afraid of being reduced to a hole turns him into a woman, a second class citizen who may as way wear a sign that says, 'I bottomed'
And yet, you have no problem painting him as a dog or sex pest when this character is the opposite of the toxic masculinity trope. PBM really tossed the ball on exploring bisexuality and ends up sounding like she's a member of the Westboro Baptist Church during its heyday. She's trying to sound really pro-gay, but ends up being more anti-gay than closeted gay politicians.
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> Surrender your guts. It's very normal to put stuff up your ass
If he bleaches his anus, guaranteed he's thought about it.
> Masculine, borderline heterosexual alpha male. Though shalt not defy the sanctity of the seme-uke
That's literally what you do. Viktor wants to wear dresses and be treated like 'the woman' because he thinks that's his 'job' or 'ordained role' while bitching about gender roles and how they are outdated. I've said many times in the original how awful he is as a person and how he uses his white queerness as a shield - even saying in front of EKKO he was more oppressed than he was. Don't forget the white-passing comment PBM made for Jayce. This whole thing was supposed to be a clowning of Alpha Male culture and yet she made said alpha male a Latino rapist.
> Remarkably flesh-colored flesh, dare Viktor say, bleached
But he's never thought about bottoming. At least his ass can be looked at, vs the disgusting hairy and unkempt one that has lube 'dripping down it like diarrhea'.
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> Letting out the low moan of a birthing mammal
What the fuck?
> Impale yourself, you little slut. Come for me like a girl
What's that about it not being gendered or treated like a second-class citizen?
> His dick spurting in a way that reminds Viktor of an unmanned firehose
Oh, so the male version of a squirting Viktor. Good to know.
> Sticking their bellies and chests together with their combined nut
Imagine the smell.
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> Radical honesty about the horndog recesses of one's mind castle
Sounds like that dog needs to be SPAYED and NEUTERED.
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> Here's mere hours away from finally, finally getting inside that man's guts
Consensually. Remember, this saga started with Viktor wanting to rip him in half with his gigacock 9000. He's always been a sex pest.
> Who the fuck cares, it's all in my head! Get gaped, hunkatron 9000
At least you have a dick to do it. The thing is, it probably stinks to high heaven and the only time you clean your apartment or yourself is when you are sure you are going to dick someone down. How pathetic.
> Gape him slowly but surely before getting it in
Wouldn't that mean your dick would slip out? lmao
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> Viktor struggled to take cock, so why not struggle to give it?
You struggle to take it because of your shitty diet. Exercise can strengthen those anal muscles a lot. You'd think he'd have learned something from that retreat, but no.
> These things take skill. They take a deft hand and dick
You'd think he'd have a bigger left hand, then.
> He's rocking a nice half-chub, smashed in his slutty khaki shorts
Like a Philadelphia steak sandwich.
> Shaved, shot water up my ass, did not like the way it felt coming out
That's the price you pay for being a gay/bi guy. You'd think he would know because enemas are also used to clean out the digestive tract.
> This isn't about fetching balls and licking cocks with extra enthusiasm
You sure? Because this dog fetish of yours is getting out of hand. Do I need to call the USPCA? Or, God forbid, PETA?
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> I'm the one who could shit the entire bed
This woman has a scat fetish on top of a dog fetish and you cannot convince me otherwise.
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> His horny alter ego does come up with some insane bullshit
Yeah, like that very graphic rape fantasy of gaping him until he split in half - that he actually told Jayce about in the prior fic. Yeah. Guess we're forgetting all about that.
> Let our dicks do all the thinking, you know?
The last time you let that happen, the head of your dick 'conveniently' found its way inside someone else's asshole when they didn't want it inside them. We call that rape.
> Sometimes Viktor finds being highly molestable flattering
...Yeah, this is as fucked up as that 'unblooded girlchild' bullshit. PBM is really bringing up her inner Jeffrey Epstein.
> Like he's a girl in high school with an avaricious boyfriend who won't stop until he pets genitals nonconsensually
You know that's called SEXUAL ASSAULT, right? No one in their right mind would think this is hot. You're glorifying rape, Miss Epstein!
> A skeleton whose skin and muscles dissipate in a single snap
And we're supposed to treat this meatbag as some kind of sex god? Fuck no, it's Asmonviktor with toe fungus.
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> That's when Viktor's horny network lights up
Cool. Can it be fried?
> Just some tame horndog word vomit
PBM's entire roster in a nutshell.
> Lube texture is absolutely boner-shrinking
Yeah, especially when you describe it as 'flowing down his thighs like diarrhea'.
> The Golden Boy is porous as all humans, penetrable, gut-having, a pretty sack of wet meat
Yes, all humans have an anus, yes. This Supreme Alpha Male also bleaches his asshole and doesn't know what bisexuality is.
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> Doctor Butt Stuff
A fitting name.
> Jayce probably has the type of asshole that could drink down an entire dildo if it lacked a flared base
One could say he's ready to put a jar up there.
> A life-size cock
And it's literally just Jayce's length. They do indeed make dildos that surpass human size and that people can take up any orifice - there's a reason why animal dildos geared towards furries do so well.
> After this, he would technically be ready for Viktor's dick
Glad you have the girth for it, homie.
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> His lungs burn and his dick wilts
Imagine getting a fucking asthma attack while trying to top for the first time. Maybe more time should be spent exercising and building up stamina than spending your days jerking it to SFM of Cole Cassidy and Hanzo.
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> Uses his insane wingspan
I believe I can fly~~
> He can't help feeling like an ailing, invalid Victorian woman
Because you are one. Because the author thinks this is cute and 'breaking down gender roles' while stick to them with an iron fist, all the while she claims she's making a social commentary while sounding worse than a 4chan gooner. The Kweens were not hard enough on her.
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> He'd come out crooked or permanently maimed
Implying he wasn't already.
> Essentially jacking Viktor off with his tight asshole
Yes, that's the purpose of anal sex.
> A Jayce fleshlight complete with an actual Jayce
The floor is made of floor.
> He full-on whacks, bringing his dick up to Jayce's speed
All these ED problems makes me think he never gave up on porn. He's still a filthy gooner whose only benefit is that his dick is comparable to Jayce's - his 7 incher compared to Jayce's 8 incher. I'm not getting over the fact he had toenail fungus or that he described his own filthy shits.
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> Any run-off lube will help smooth Viktor's cranking
One might say...it was running off like diarrhea.
> He gets all whimpery puppy
Again with the dog shit. Totally not racist.
> Transcends to monkey mode, where only the good feeling of his hand the good sight of Jayce's dick-stuffed hole matter
Monkeys also throw their own shit. That would explain the scat fetish this author has when she projects onto her 'favourite' character.
> He likes Jayce's useless slab of drippy meat, and he likes the ambition of his rectum
Lines clearly made for the Pulitzer prize.
> Frothing lube that slinks down his balls
At least it's not like diarrhea.
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> There is no reason for him to climax manually if there's a wide open hole but inches away
You don't say.
> But I'm being topped by Adonis himself
And you're a literal skeleton. I bet he'd have a better time fucking Elie Wiesel.
> It's a warm sheath of pulsating flesh that cloaks Viktor's dick and hugs it, practically wrings it for his juices
And it doesn't smell because he has a better diet. Take notes.
> Viktor feels like a hucow
This is a real fucking line.
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> Buh, guh, duh
T-T-T-T-T-TODAY, JUNIOR
> Buried in warmth down to his balls
> No more active participation, but hole reception only
Colleen Hoover ass writing, what can I say?
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> He himself had the sex of all time
Stop trying to be a meme. I will only clown on you, as will others.
> You are a wonderful dick rider

Viktor then convinces Jayce is isn't 'less of a man' for topping from the bottom, as if this wasn't a deconstruction of gender roles or some shit.
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>You are the very picture of masculinity
Her fic is meant to be a social commentary on alpha males and yet she creates a Latino Alpha Male who is a rapist and can't fathom 'taking the girl role' a la bottoming. This man would not survive a circuit party. That ass would need some weapons-grade glue and WD-40 to make it better.
> Getting fucked is scary. A feat for the bravest souls
Wanna know something scarier? PBM is going to make this a series. You're going to see more high IQ social commentary, our spicy Latino getting away with rape, and more anal lube flowing down them skeletal thighs like diarrhea. Hide your unblooded girlchild, the dickatron 9000 is ready to gape.
 
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.
There is a fanfiction of some sorts where a guy was isekai'd into Minecraft, back in 2014 I got the first installement as a Christmas Present when I was 10. Yes it's published, self published as most fanfictions are,
 
Sometimes I think fujos take their obsession with youth too far to the point where they wish they were fucked like a band groupie back in the 1970s, sans Steven Tyler's fish mouth. Here's some more pale acres of creamy flesh for you. The lines for this fic are:
- Every inch of cock he fed into his son was just another nail in the coffin.
- Truth be told, now that he was inside him, he couldn't imagine a future that didn't involve his cock buried inside his son's holes. He wanted to try them all. Spend a day exploring every inch of his slutty son's needy body.
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> Pale expanse of skin
There we go with the superior white skin. We love our white skin don't we, folks?
> Jayce didn't even remember conceiving his son
Of course not. The reason is:
> Suppress his burgeoning bisexual by getting his dick wet every night of the week - shamefully treating women as a set of hetero-affirming holes
So. Misogyny. With an STD profile that would make Gaetan Dugas blush.
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> The perfect boy
He's out here talking about hetero-affirming holes and yet he's fucking his own child that has a hetero-affirming hole'.
> Swinging the pendulum so far in the other direction that even now, he can't step foot into the local gay bars without running into a former lover
So he's an AIDS incubator. Nothing like showing some real homo lovin' like pozzing that neg hole.
> Regressing completely and holding onto the back of his clothing
He's just uwu so cute and smol.
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> He turned 17
Well, least he wasn't 15 like that anal gaping one.
> Skimpiest outfits Jayce had ever seen
White underage pussy so strong it pulls him away from the POZ LOADS
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> His slutty son's advances were working
You better have gotten an STD test. God forbid you're hosting some unheard of syphilis bacterium in there. The Golden Boy is going to start looking like the Crimson Head from Resident Evil soon.
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> Ogled the pale expanse of skin
You wrote that already.
> He longed to touch his teenage son, specifically the pale sliver of crotch
Mmmm white skin. World wars are fought for it. White pride, worldwide baby.
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> I didn't even get a chance to save my spot
> You didn't even let me mark the pages first
Same difference.
> Large enough that it nearly spanned the entirety of his ass
Let me guess: there's going to be the 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle'.
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> Soft and smooth and better than his fantasies
Was it better than cruising the party circuit and pozzing those neg holes? I bet that dick busted open a lot of twink holes. Showing the world those hetero-holes ain't shit.
> His creamy thighs
We know he's white, shithead. No need to keep stressing it as if he's endangered.
> Devoured him like a man starved
Cliché.
> He wielded the thick muscle like a tool
With all the RPM of an electric saw, HEYO
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> The boy's clit
What an oxymoron.
> Wriggle the length of his tongue against the taut walls inside
Makes me think he's tonguing a pizza pocket.
> The boy's two tiny tits
One might say mosquito bite tits.
> Was so tight...too tight...virginal
You can imagine what his reaction is to that.
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> Taking his virginity had suddenly become his number one priority
After popping all those anal cherries, fits that you pick the one person who hasn't gotten n STD yet. How romantic.
> He pressed a fourth finger inside him mere minutes later
Wow. Soon you'll be shoving a whole-ass jar up there. Maybe even a fist.
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> Eased his girthy cock inside
This fic had the tag 'Jayce has a large penis' (because of course he does) but aside from it being girthy, there's no description of that Coke can. The only way you know is that our slutty teenager here whimpers at the pain of it and our Hung Latino here completely ignores it. If that sounds a little rapey - you'd be correct.
> Now that he was inside him, he couldn't imagine a future that didn't involve his cock buried inside his holes
Pussy so good it made this universe's Gaetan Dugas an honest, monogamous man.
> He couldn't wait to try them all
This kid will be on PrEp before he's 21.
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> The collective overstimulation to fuck his load deeper inside
I am very curious at how he was treated on the circuit. They must have adored his stamina and sheer amounts of semen. We're talking gift shop level where people store it in jars and shit. Knowing that, how he still managed to score women without them knowing he was also on the down low is still predatory. He's not just going to gape this kid - he's going to give him an incurable STD. Karma, I suppose, for enacting cosmic genocide.

I always love it when badass geniuses are brought to their knees by panic attacks by authors who use more trigger warnings than a United States Marine Corps session. This enemies-to-benefits involves some overloading and object insertion with a nice helping of disassociation - or, scratch that robot-fucker itch.
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> Be a genius who completely revamps their biological systems to mechanical ones as a means for efficiency
> Still get panic attacks
Seems like a tad bit of an oversight. It's not a bug, it's a feature. One would think that would get suppressed first as LoL Viktor created an inhibitor for fear to begin with.
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> Leaving him cold and numb
He can feel cold now? Interesting. Plus, he was already numb; the only hand he can move was his human hand. Any tiny oversight.
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> A pathetic moment of weakness when he had a little too much to drink
Shouldn't he have gotten a warning for that? One would think he'd be better equipped to handle alcohol. Must be that female liver that catalyzes alcohol quicker.
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> His biological responses and interpretation
Basically he can tell that this robot tough guy is getting a little bit of 50 Shades under the collar. He's in the perfect breeding position with that white hoohah on display.
> A pungent waft of perfume
Perfume of what? Alpha male scent? Omega slick? Do tell.
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> Which should not be happening, come to think of it
You're acting shocked you're getting turned on when you just had a panic attack warning flash across your HUD not five minutes ago. We're really leaning into the, 'My brain doesn't want it, but my pussy does'. If he 'cannot feel beyond regulated limits', how did he have a panic attack? How can he feel shame when these people are supposed to be ever-so-proud about who they are?
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> Almost itchy but not yet painful
How can he feel itchy if most of his skin is gone? How does one feel itchy around a mechanical heart? 🤔
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> He will need to fast track his next patch to neutralize this pesky effect
Seems like an oversight if you were able to have a panic attack the first time around. Rising cortisol means faster heart rate, which would make surgery more difficult. Again, this is a guy who got expelled for designing an inhibitor to suppress feelings of panic and anxiety.
> If you dare
"I'm the villain and I'm gonna start monologuing!'
> So feisty today
Makes the white coochie grip tighter, eh?
> You didn't account for the altered lung capacity
Because his lungs are smaller as he would have a smaller ribcage due to being female. Sure, you can tweak it - but it again seems like an oversight for an alleged genius.
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> maddeningly broad
We're not even ten minutes in and our robo pooner is already getting the hots for the broad-shouldered hottie. This isn't Hispanic Hog Jayce, this would be White Manmeat Jayce.
> It'd been nearly 14 hours since he'd passed out
14 hours and he still does 'shoddy patchwork'. What was he doing? Listening to Hasan Piker?
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> Gaudy hammer almost caused his old one to short-circuit on the spot
From what? Gazing at its phallic image and wishing it was inside you? This makes it seem he literally got a death orgasm staring at it vs being shot in the chest.
> Standard stress test and all that
I'm actually snickering at the fact that he's telling him all this when he basically left him on that table without a heart for 14 hours. Outstanding.
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> These are not kitten paws
This is a reference to them bringing the old Viktor skin back and people making jokes that his feet look like cat paws (they do).
> To have exact, perfect control over his biological functions is to include every hormone, every stimulus without restriction, and pleasure would be one of them
That would mean including testosterone, as that has a role in your sex drive. Would he make him a roided up beast like Bane or would he make him an uwu pretty kitty by upping that estrogen? That reminds me: did he swap out all his organs for mechanical ones, or just the few?
> It was never in the books that someone else get a hold of it
That's a lie. You wrote that Jayce was the last resort as he didn't want his research or body being handed over to the Chem-Barons. It was literally in his books.
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> Viktor's almost forgotten that they weren't blue at all
?? League Jayce has always had blue eyes. That's how you tell him apart from Talis, whose eyes are hazel. If the radiation from magitech turned his eyes blue, how come the radiation didn't affect anything else?
> That's just a natural biological response
I wonder if Jayce tweaked it to where his pussy gushes so much slick you can drive a jet-ski over it. After all, if all hormones are regulated, you can command how much vaginal ejaculate you produce. You can literally squirt for hours - provided you stay hydrated.
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> Slick floods between his legs
Literally. It's 'gushes and gushes' of slick that would put 'drooling like a dog' to shame. So wet you can use it to flush a toilet.
> Needs to be stroke, fingered, fucked by something concrete
What do you mean by 'concrete' here? Do you mean a real dick? Because that sounds awfully transmed from people who insist the genitalia doesn't equate to one's personal identity. Yet here we have our Poonminator t-1000 leaking out so much slick for dick.
> I have a measure for all quantifiable emotions
We know. You wrote that already.
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> Your heart should be in order
He's said that three times already. The second was when he gave him an orgasm. Now he's double-checking to see if his kitty-pawed lover doesn't have a breakdown - and damn, does he ever.
> His cunt is so soaked that the fluids are dripping down his perineum
After all that work and pumping his body full of T (and being able to regulate it internally), that pussy remains pristine and at a full tank. You can drive all the way to the Burning Man Festival and stay hydrated with that cunt.
> It almost broke your new heart, by the way
What the fuck were you doing in those 14 hours, then?
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> I am perfectly capable of doing it myself
You said that already. I also noted the catty, all-too-typical cliché of the 'woman acts sassy but ends up getting tamed by the no-nonsense masculine man'. Sure, he's totally capable - of swallowing down that dick.
> He must've been out of it by the time everything went downhill
...yeah? You were out for 14 hours. What did you think you were doing? Jerking off Skynet in your sleep?
> You did not almost die 14 hours ago
This is the third or fourth time this has been brought up. We know.
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> Doubt and insecurity, triggering his worse impulses
Insecurity over what? I really do love it when pooner fujos take these characters and end up making them utter clichés of who they really are. What do you mean that the trans man feels insecure, doubtful and ashamed of who they? What do you mean that their autonomy is being taken advantage of by a 'cis' man? What do you MEAN they keep crying and sobbing and hiccupping and only want to be stuffed full of dick? It's almost as if there's a pattern here.
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> The half of him that's still organic, flesh and blood
With full nerve function? Damn, he really IS good at his job. I wonder if he has the zippertit scars.
> To think that not even a minute ago, he was piloted almost solely by his desire, the desperate drive for relief
You still are, albeit it revolves around shame and want for your ex. This is really all it is: a woman crying and complaining about a guy and his dick she can't let go of.
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> The knowledge that he's not like Jayce - a puppet ruled by emotion
You just admitted you were ruled by sexual desire not a sentence ago. Not to mention those panic attacks and feelings of shame still render you a puppet driven by emotion.
> The doubts and hatred and shame and humiliation
What was that about being better than Jayce because you don't feel human emotion? Those are all emotions.
> He's not enough, that he'll never be enough
What's that? An FTM character comparing themselves to a male and basically going the YWNBAM route? Crazy!
> Jayce knows that Viktor never stopped caring for him
It's the other way around: original League Viktor's bio doesn't mention Giopara as Giopara's does. Viktor doesn't even think about him; Jayce is the one who can't stop caring and hates himself for what he did. This author literally reversed their characters.
> And not a day goes by that Viktor doesn't hate himself for it
So, you feel shame, betrayal and humiliation for him doing awful shit, yet you hate yourself because you left? Christ, you can't escape that female socialization for a day, can you? All those suppressors and devotion to logic and you act like a teenage Taylor Swift upset the football captain left her. All you're missing is the breakup song.
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> A sob threatens to break through Viktor's gag
He's crying out both lips, it seems.
> His cunt throbs and leaks and clenches
The classic 'I HATE YOU! BUT PLEASE FUCK ME EVEN THOUGH I HATE YOU!' dynamic.
> Like the puppet on emotional strings that he is
The author has a note that Viktor here is an unreliable narrator. Not only is he that, he's contradicting himself because the author can't seem to remember what she wrote. Viktor initially disparaged Giopara for being a 'puppet on strings', now he's the one saying he's a puppet on strings...make up your mind.
> He hates this weakness of his
I agree, it's annoying as fuck. Acting real tough until the dick gets whipped out. There really is no hope for women.
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> Your new heart is working. Your functions are all clear
You've said that FOUR TIMES already.
> The panic, the anxiety that Jayce is leaving
You can upgrade your body from flesh to machine but you can't fix that pooner mindset where you will literally cry over a lost boyfriend. Holy fuck is this pathetic.
> Stupid, worthless hot tears, upset and incensed because all the other men and women are not the same as Jayce
Basically the 'they will never fuck as good as you' argument.
> It's just fucking unfair that Jayce keeps pulling out Renata when he's had his own share of trysts
Interesting. You mean to tell me that the 'cis' man is never shamed for his sexual exploits and is celebrated for them, while you are condemned and shamed for yours? 🤨🤔I wonder why that is.
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> The emotions have always been real, raw
That explains why you let them run rampant despite your entire raison d'etre being to suppress them for the betterment of humanity. You let the panic attacks run wild because...what, you wanted to feel 'authentic'? That hoe brain is working overtime, I see.
> He's trying to blink his tears away
> Sniffles, hiccuping
Jesus Christ, what a pathetic piece of shit. Just get to the fucking so someone else can drip and sniffle and clench and honk, okay?
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> Can't even ask for dick like a normal person, can you?
I agree. So much time wasted on retarded panic attacks. Just give us the dick!
> Sending a feverish jolt down his spine and straight to his core
There'll be a lot of those. Keep a drink handy for each one.
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> Soft and supple
He might not have skipped leg day, but he missed his BetterHelp session.
> The weak, pathetic past he crushed with his own hands
A few paragraphs ago you were calling yourself weak and found yourself overburdened with shame and humiliation. This isn't a case of an unreliable narrator - it's a contradictory characterization. You don't want to be a puppet yet admit you are; you don't want to feel shame yet are confident in your abilities; you hate yourself and your ex but you're so much stronger and better? OK, better turn off that anxiety attack button.
> Mere contact against his cunt is enough to send his mind spinning
You'll never guess what gets shoved up there.
> So wet already
He was already gushing to the point it was 'flowing' down his perineum. This man is wetter than a backyard pool.
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> Pushes down hard on his cock
All that work and you couldn't give yourself a real one? C'mon, man!
> His is very wet and desperate
We know, you wrote that already.
> He can hear it in the sloppy, obscene noises
Going with the Chinese noodle spin, eh?
> More slick dribbling, collecting into the small pool between his thighs
Shouldn't there be a big-ass pool on the table? He was gushing like a broken water main earlier.
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> His swollen clit
> His cock
Pick one.
> I'm starting to think I can just fuck your ass and make you squirt just from that
He ain't lying.
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> Stretching him loose until something more satisfying can replace them, the thick girth of Jayce filling him up
Here cometh the White Manmeat.
> Brushes to his cock
You will never convince me that pristine clit will compare to what Jayce has.
> The decency to sanitize his hands before contaminating the controls
Yeah, imagine the interface being coated in pussy and ass juice. Lysol wouldn't be enough.
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Come on. We all knew this was coming. That petty fucker wasn't going to let this tough guy who can't stop crying go without crying for dick.
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> Pushes himself in to the hilt
Cliché. But I'd rather take this than the back-and-forth emotional rollercoaster.
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> Tries to pack assertiveness
Buddy, when have you EVER been assertive? I basically saw you cry and sniffle as if you lost your winnings to Ricky Berwick at a casino.
> Keeping his sheathed cock inside his ass
*Keeping his cock sheathed. This implies his cock has something already over it, and he didn't put on a condom.
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> Cunt pulsing, more slick dripping out of him
At this point you're going to need a mop.
> Long stroking motions from his cock to a hole
Compare him to Jayce and then tell me, with the utmost seriousness, that that clit is a cock. You're fully robotic and you can't even TRY to modify your downstairs? Buddy, that's like ripping out your basement and forgetting to lay down a concrete floor.
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> His voice sounds pathetic to his own ears
When has it not? I find myself liking Giopara a lot more than MH Viktor here. MH Viktor is just a bitch. I love myself a sassy, proper motherfucker Machine Herald, but this ain't it. This is just a pooner crying over a lost boyfriend. If that pussy was that good, he'd be on his knees for YOU.

This isn't the first fic I've read where Viktor has had the hex crystals shoved up his vagina, but this one is really dragged down by the sheer moodiness and inconsistent characterization.
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> Biological tears
...what were you crying earlier? How come the pussy juice is biological?
> You're beautiful when you're not hiding yourself
How very romantic. I almost shed a tear (my eyes are completely dry).
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> His cunt flutters rhythmically, slick gushing all over his thighs
He's done that three times already.
> Sliding in all the cum
Reminds me of a lava lamp. One would think THIS would be the focus, a proper back-and-forth tease between our sassy Viktor and shithead Jayce, but no. We get inconsistent characterization to the point where he is annoying, and it is brushed off as 'unreliable narrator'. He's not just unreliable - he isn't even aware of WHAT HE IS.

We end with Viktor saying he misses this, Jayce slipping his soft cock out 'with a squelch', and him lying on his bed while leaving Viktor locked up. Viktor snarks at Jayce to stop calling him kitten, and when he gets too sassy Jayce activates the control and causes his pussy to clench around the hex crystals again. He tries to connect with Renata Glask but Jayce ends the call, saying he is 'fucking childish'. I agree.

Turns out, this author was the one who wrote that weird-ass wizard fic where Viktor has the levitating D&D shoes and they fuck mid-air ACOTAR style. I'm not joking. Turns out, she's a League fan and wrote about these characters for years being a Vikjayce shipper, and yet still could not write MH Viktor to save her ass. Bitch, this isn't Viktor this is Bitchfit Vivian. How do you fuck up so bad! You're in your MID-THIRTIES OR OLDER AND DOING THIS SHIT?!

Nothing like using a Marquis de Sade reference and the movie 'Secretary' for your inspiration. Prepare to cock in that overtime.
Viktor is having some money problems after returning home to take care of family. He sees an ad to be a secretary for one Mr. Talis, debonaire extraordinaire. The old secretary, a 30-something blue-eyed woman, leaves his new office crying before fixing him with the TERF glare. He goes over his looks: shoes one size too big for him, shirt covering his boney arms and 'thin and slender' torso. A pure NLOG through and through. He gets hired. He finds out the role is difficult in the 'bore the fuck out of you' sense in that he basically runs around doing errands: taking photocopies, attending meetings, filling out forms, going to museums, etc. There's a bit about how everything and everyone in Piltover is ableist and is just plain ole mean to a disabled man like him. Pity the poor disabled white guy, yeah?

We find out Viktor is a cutter. When life goes wrong and people are 'mean' he decides to make his skin a papyrus scroll:
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> He liked to search for flowers around the city and map their meanings
> Sticks twigs in his diary
Very, very masc. You get upset at how easily you get clocked and yet you decide to put dried flowers in your diary.
> Every time someone witnessed one of his attacks, he felt only inconvenience
Men and women differ in suicide methods and it shows here: Viktor does it to appear to be a victim, because he is female. Men like the spectacle and want to 'hurt' the people who witness it. You already clocked yourself by the suicide method ALONE.
> An adolescence marked by body and gender dysphoria
Boo hoo that you never got male puberty at six months or the burst of testosterone at 24 weeks in utero. Losing even before birth? Sad!
> He would never be enough and would have to always keep his voice low
Watch him squeak and shit when Jayce starts slapping that pussy.

Viktor reacquaints with Doodle Dmitri and this white, tall, pony tail-haver makes that heart pound because this pooner finally Gets Picked. Him? Desired? What are the odds! Also true to form, the pooner vomits from anxiety. These folks always come with a batch of issues. It's a feature, not a bug. He also vomits from anxiety again when Salo makes a comment on Jayce hiring 'dirty scum'. So masc, running away to vomit. So proud.

Jayce calls Viktor to his office. He's pissed. Why? Viktor has been dating Dmitri and Jayce doesn't like that.
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> The clear message of 'are you gay'
Nope, because he isn't male. Penis-in-vagina sex isn't gay. It's how you were created. If that's gay, your father was the biggest homosexual around.

Also, since this is based on Secretary, the author makes no effort to actually make Viktor different from Maggie Gyllenhaal's character. He's a stuttering mess who also belongs in The Devil Wears Prada. Jayce also tells him he is his 'calling card' and to stop twirling his hair and to change his clothes (which means his self-harm scars will be visible). Viktor, the proud trans man, goes back to his demure factory settings and agrees. Cis men can do whatever they want, see. The ironic thing about this is that Viktor states he is not fragile, while all textual evidence suggests the opposite: he still runs to the bathroom when upset, to the point Jayce just stares at him one time and doesn't even take a piss, and spends his time learning about the other Councilors via gossip. Not very masc attitude from a heckin' valid dood.

We find out Viktor's uncle is a drug dealer, and he has another panic attack that leads him to rush to the bathroom to cut himself in the stall. Jayce catches him and doesn't say anything until the next day, when they have The Talk in his office. This Jayce is disabled and while not the Gigantor Caveman Jayce you have come to expect, you can tell he's a man and Viktor is the uwu smol guy. Jayce asks why Viktor didn't speak up against Salo's comments. Viktor says that his superiority as a Councilor wouldn't make it right. Jayce responds that he should raise his voice - provided he doesn't tell him to fuck off, he's good. Author doesn't understand that all this meek attitude outs Viktor as female the more it goes on.

The only time we see Viktor's wit is when he tells Jayce he isn't shy, in response to Jayce saying Viktor is shy, because he wants him to contest Salo. This is after he was asking if Viktor was fucking Dmitri, using his own position to ask inappropriate questions (and he gets away with it because hot men can get away with anything).

Jayce then takes Viktor to his 'special room', and if you thought this was a Christian Grey reference to his BDSM room - surprise! It's where he hides his Hextech research. He's trying to make a new, eco-friendly battery a la queercatfan (who later retconned her own work from bacteria to algae) and he wants Viktor's help because he's a genius too. Amazing, right? Bet you didn't see THAT coming.
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> You're repressed by your circumstances
Ah, we're going with the 'poor white trans man gets the shit shoveled in his face the moment they stick their head out the window' thing. Forget the fact this author literally thinks he's more oppressed than, say, Ekko. Always with the tone deafness.
> It's like you have no control over anything
That's where the BDSM comes in: he can finally let go and get control, and what better way to do it with a hot Latino DILF? We later get the classic, 'Oh, won't someone love my broken body?' because no one fucks pseudo-Goths with self-harm scars. Don't worry, he'll get picked.

Viktor masturbates in the bathtub. 'Good boy' is his trigger and he's uwu so smol his wrists can be held in one of Jayce's hands. But it's not hetslop, we swear!
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> He could sense how furious he was
There's that spicy Latino temper!
> Standing up straight
> The position requires him to be bent over at a 90 degree angle
200 IQ right there.
> What did he mean
I'm as confused as you are.
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> It was absurd
Yeah but it gets your pussy wet so who takes? GET GAPED HUNKATRON9000
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> He probably died last night and woke up in a dream
This is the Scary Movie 3, 'How can you wake up dead if you're dead?' thing.
> Mirs. Kiramann
*Kiramman. Don't know if this was intentional or that he was the one who made the mistake.
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> What did that mean
What do you think it means, retard? He's going to spank you some more.
> The result of what they could be together etched into his body
It's down the dick river, not across the slut street.
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> He couldn't masturbate in his office
Sure you can. But you have to make sure you don't run to the bathroom to vomit again.
> Viktor would deliberately misspell words in letters
DYSLEXIC FOR DICK
Y
S
L
E
X
I
C
FOR DICK
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> Wears a necklace with the Talis house colors
> Has to tell himself affirming words so he doesn't get anxiety attacks and runs to the toilet
Very, very masc.
> Felt himself growing up
Leave it to a dick-owner to install such confidence with a good ole dicking, swingin' that thang around and dispensing affirmation along with bucketloads of semen. Why does a trans man, who's supposed to be oh-so-sure of himself and confident, acting like the poor wallflower who just needs a man to lift them up? It almost sounds...hmm what's the word? Misogynist. You walk around without underwear to be examined like a prized mare but do talk about that confidence.
> He did what he could to educate himself about that world
And the author still writes that this isn't 'accurate BDSM'. You don't say.
> Commanding him to stay on his knees longer
I'm glad being kinky can erase his disability and make him kneel for hours on end without issue.

We get a scene where Viktor compares what he has with Jayce to what he has with Dmitri. True to a meme form where that woman thinks about her ex every night, Viktor can't help but note how much of a loser he is. Dmitri doesn't make him come, see, and he doesn't prioritize his pleasure. The sexy Latino hunk, now? That's every vagina haver's dream.

But there's a catch - Jayce eventually stops talking to Viktor after a few months and our Sobibor Secretary can't figure out why, hip sways with non-existent hips and ass all. So he decides to be more forthright with it: he comes back the next day in a pencil skirt, with no mention of those knobby ass legs a 'cis' woman would be hammered for. Jayce tells him he 'doesn't know what he's asking' because he's awakening the beast, yo. The Alpha Male.
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> Perfectly fitted
What, no 'his thumbs met in the middle' shit? Let me guess: that's for the actual smut.
> Viktor wasn't stupid
Are you sure about that
> He wanted to give Jayce control
The FTM wants to hand over control to the actual male? Wow, what a shocker. I never would have thought such basic heterosexual dynamics would be possible.
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> This excited him, but also terrified him
In which the Pick Me finally gets picked. Being the object of admiration by a hot guy like that is every basic bitch Booktok plot.
> Masculine scent
Which means what? How do you know a scent is masculine?

After Jayce is done masturbating, he sends Viktor a letter telling him he's been let go. The Pick Me then realizes that he has, in fact, not been picked:
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> He wasn't chosen
> You're not fit for intimacy
Aww, the KFC Chicken wing didn't get picked...don't worry, there'll be a happy ending. The Latino DILF cannot stray from that delicious white pussy for long.

Viktor doesn't snitch on Jayce, because of course he doesn't, and convinces himself that he is attractive enough and was attractive for such a fiery relationship to take place. This is later complicated by Viktor accepting Dmitri's marriage proposal so he can invoke some kind of jealousy in the man. If you guessed that it worked...yeah.

Viktor starts self-cutting again. The dick river clearly hasn't carved a path out of him yet - and Dmitri is just so bland and boring, blegh. He needs that Hispanic Hog to whip up that whipped cream. His way of coping is furiously writing in his diary - very masc - and sneaks back into Jayce's office to gain access to his secret room. He says he is a 'grown man' (lol) and he won't be rejected like that. He ends up solving the equations they worked on for months and cracked Hextech. This is the beginning of his revenge arc. 'Only Jayce can hurt me' he says. Untrue. The straight razor also does a good job.

Jayce finds him in the lab because he ended up falling when the experiment ended because fuck gravity. He wants to call emergency services but Viktor refuses. We good in here, fam. Jayce later confesses that he never wanted to fire him and he 'dreamed of all the ways he could dominate him' and did it because he was scared of his feelings. What a twist! He couldn't take that up with the board for firing him without due process as that is discrimination. He didn't even use the trans card! What a loser!

They have their confession. Viktor says he 'needs it to be Jayce' because he's the only one who can make that pussy tingle. We then get the legendary line that made fujos go wild:
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> I need it to be you
How romantic. All that cutting and vomiting and you find out the spicy Latino DILF really DID Pick You! Where's that Taylor Swift song?
> Only you can show me this
Oh, fuck off.
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> It was that his fiancé was awful
...but your fiancé is awful. You said as much when you said you couldn't feel anything with him.
> He let himself be carried in his arms, like a pure and fragile bride
I wonder why that is. It couldn't possibly be due to sexual dimorphism and how utterly heterosexual this is. The big, strong, dominant male being the top? The uwu smol, petite AFAB being the 'bottom'? Shockeeeeeeeer.
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> Tongue flicked lightly against his cock
I'm surprised he didn't take the straight razor to that FGM style. They seem to like their female genitalia when it comes to the man of their dreams.
> Thrusting in at such a leisurely pace it felt like tasting a meal
One could say he was sucking back the oyster juice.
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> Licking around his cock once more like a mischievous cat
Despite all this, Viktor is bone-fucking-dry and there's pain when Jayce shoves his dick in. That cat wasn't getting the cream.
> If you want me to jump, I'll jump
Just don't land on one of those concrete barriers like that one guy did. Went up his ass and everything.
> Like a good little animal, like your little animal
When did this become a Maroon 5 song?
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> It was ecstatic how easy it was for Jayce to move him, as if he were nothing more than a rag doll
You're barely 100 lbs, have a female skeleton and fat deposits, and testosterone didn't give you male strength. No shit you are going to be viewed as a doll by an actual male.
> Pain became pleasure
Cliché.
> Perfect, slut, darling. My slut, mine
It's OK to cheat if the dick is good. FTMs are natural sluts, you heard it here first.
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> Took his thick cock in hand
> Needed to feel the pain of the tear, needed to know he was being impaled in half by that man
Going down the dick river properly. Or not - what happened to him getting wet when Jayce went down on him? Why is he so dry? If you don't make an effort that man meat is gonna get snipped by those vaginal muscles.
> J-ja
D-D-D-DON'T HURT ME
> The shame society would impose on him for enjoying pain
That's not what you're being shamed for. You're being shamed for being a woman pretending to be a man while acting like a victim over it. Why should I care that you're a cutter? You're a walking stereotype of the self-harming wallflower that no one loves under the smart, clever, Adonis CEO takes an interest in her. You're a basic bitch who doesn't want to admit she's basic. When this character isn't running away from anxiety attacks and vomiting, they have to have a man give them confidence. If that isn't proving the point that not even YOU see this trans character as a real man, what else does?
> When his body was painted with his presence, with his strength and dominance
Cis men stay winning. That alpha male dominance and superfluous semen wins out over all.
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> Pain into pleasure again
Cliche.

I wonder. Does his voice go higher with those 'ah ah ahs' or does he try to keep them low and masc? The author doesn't answer. I'm sure the struggle to sound masc even while taking a dick impaling you like 1 Guy 1 Icepick is real.

The fic ends with this all being a scene. They agreed to it, see? This whole thing was planned. Was Viktor a whiny bitch the whole time, or was it an act? Was the break-in deliberate? Who knows - read this even more hetslop version of Secretary but with more cutting! It almost made ME want to do it because of how irritating this 'help me, I'm so helpless' characterization is. Keep making the trans man look like this. It's just more ammo for me.

We need to be meaner to AO3 authors.
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This one admits to having an anxiety issue over posting a fic:
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The OP might be Indian, as they are seen posting in Indian subs. They're currently a med student and post in MEDICOreTARDS, because you can use the word 'retard' on Reddit if you are clever enough:

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We need to be meaner to AO3 authors
Meanwhile when I received a comment and was confused why I returned to see it, it wasn't there and I was trying to find it so I went to the subreddit to get answers they dogpiled me and downvote me. The subreddit is just a BPDWhore hell. Where you ask an innocent question but then it gets taken down cuz you asked a "typical question" the discord is worse too because you can't even joke about your writing negatively. It's really a good place to be delusional.
 
Villagers meeting a Steve who doesn't look like them, traps them and forces them to breed, etc.
Someone is actually doing an animated series about that on YouTube.
This is part 3, which is the best one IMO. Part 4 just released a few weeks ago, and it looks unreasonably good for an animation about Minecraft villagers.

Sometimes I think about writing a fanfic where I replace the villain from a show with something way more vile from real life. I'm talking about groups like the Khmer Rouge, Lord's Resistance Army, Boko Haram, Atomwaffen Division, etc. Basically creating a "most infamous fanfic in [fandom] history" type of work, but instead of being your simple "shocking because of gore/rape/racism/all-of-the-above," it would also be unreasonably well-researched and would expect the readers to be rather educated on the topics discussed in it. It would bait people reading it with the "the protagonists from your favorite show vs. real-life killpeopleism followers" premise only to have them completely lost after the first few chapters because they would get slapped in the face with an absurd amount of paragraphs dedicated to either political science or human psychology. I also believe using real-life groups would make it a lot darker, as I could reference the actual actions and beliefs of these groups, and the idea of "people like them actually exist and would commit all those crimes against humanity to you and your family" would linger in the back of their minds for a long time.
 
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