A/N: This posted a day late on ff, sorry about that. The things cramming for papers and 4 exams in 4 days does to the human brain is fucking amazing. Another shit that cost me was copying the wrong file for my EDITED DRAFT gawd. It's a good thing that my editor was being patient and understanding today...or was he?
SO WARNINGS FOR THIS FIC ARE: MENTIONS OF PORNOGRAPHY, FANFICTIONS, UK BEING A FANFIC WRITER/ARTIST, US BEING UK'S BIGGEST FAN, UK DOING A LOT OF KINKY PORN SHIT THAT SHOULD NOT BE SEEN BY THE MAJORITY OF THE HUMAN RACE. THE PORN MATERIAL THAT WILL BE MENTIONED HERE ARE NITROPLUS KIND OF PORN (THAT MEANS THERE'S GORE AND OTHER DISTURBING SHIT)
APOLOGIES FOR LITTLE ERRORS BECAUSE I DIDN'T PROOFREAD
"You're THEUKINVASION."
There, he said it.
The forbidden words one shall never say to the person behind the username.
It all started with a website where fanatics come around to talk about fandoms. Everyone in the fandoms know that you don't just come in there to talk about fandoms. You also come there to talk about pairings.
Pairings, as in I want person A and B to end up together and have occasional hot steamy sex, kind of pairings.
To make them easy to say, these pairing are called "ships". If you favour the "ship" above anything else, it will be called your "One True Pairing", or OTP, as they would usually say, because its shorted and easier to mention on threads and fight about and think about them fucking and falling in love.
Alfred remembers being bored that day, with the temperature in the dorms above normal that he won't stop sweating buckets just lying in his bed playing games he drops his console and picks a random series on a data base.
So the series was weird, somewhat disturbing if you're big on history (which he somewhat was) and kind of hard to follow at first (because he watched the episodes on random since they're not even narrated in chronological order) but when he did oh boy was it hard to stop watching.
He's fucking hooked.
So after watching every episode multiple times he swears he can recite the dialogues by heart, he opens another tab on his browser and looks into the website's part where a certain fandom has to lurk. The series was kind of old but he knows that the fandom is big, hearing about them in passing talking about the characters in a weird lingo he can't follow up as he was not involved before. He just hopes that the fandom is still alive and somewhat thriving.
So he looks for a random ship, something very obvious and most people would ship in a last minute's notice.
There, a fic rec. Good.
He reads one, then gets hooked and finds out that the author has a companion fic but about a pairing Alfred gives jackshit about because really, technical or not, incest is still creepy and weird.
The author is good though so he gives it a go just because his OTP will be mentioned somewhere, no matter how tiny the cameo.
A sleepless night later, he can't stop shipping the "incestuous ship".
He trades his precious studying time to dig through artist blogs about said ship.
Okay, so maybe everything actually started after the website. (But then again, Alfred muses, none of this will ever happen if he never discovered the website and lived on as a normal citizen who occasionally watches tv series to pass time.)
THEUKINVASION, or the person behind the name, actually.
THEUKINVASION is not that well-known in the fandom but they have huge enough supporters to get Alfred to check the person's blog and see their contribution to Alfred's ever-growing fascination with a certain ship that used to be secondary to his ultimate otp. Somehow, during the course of Alfred reading the spin-off fanfic and searching through the website for more material to devour, it managed to kick OTP 1 and get Alfred's Ultimate OTP title.
Alfred doesn't mind, the fics in that ship were fucking amazing to be honest.
There literally was one fic about the incest that made him ship it harder because of the incest. Jesus Christ.
(Somewhere in the back of Alfred's mind, he thinks that he probably just signed his soul off to Satan and anytime soon, people in pitchforks will kick his dorm room open and burn him at the stake for all the sins he's committing ever since joining this fucking fandom.)
To be honest, THEUKINVASION's theme is not even that interesting. Its either that the guy behind the name is a lazy-ass or just plain stupid with html.
Scrolling down through their works made Alfred suppose that it's the latter. THEUKINVASION's fic formats all looked butchered somewhere else but at least it fixed in their blog. Probably why the person stuck with the shitty theme.
So what's so special with THEUKINVASION?
Not much, just that Alfred's crushing on them so bad.
Alfred would probably get asked how in the hell could he develop a crush on someone who never showed their face in public. No one even knows their name, and THEUKINVASION told their fans themselves that they would rather prefer to be called UK.
No one knows about their age or their birthday. Not even which country they came from.
All their bio says was just "Hello I'm a pervert. Warnings for gross things if you don't like them fucking leave"
Oh yes, Alfred forgot to mention early on.
THEUKINVASION's blog is filled with porn.
That's it.
PORN. The gay kind. Men on men or women on women (though the latter is rare).
Apparently "straight sex creeps them out".
Another thing that one should know if they want to scroll through THEUKINVASION's works. They don't write and/or draw vanilla.
THEUKINVASION's favourites were mpregs, omegaverses and blood and gore. That includes gay porn.
So just imagine the amount of tentacles raping pregnant men, or people's eye-sockets getting fucked, or little kids beaten and bloody, vomiting on the floor as they are taken from the behind, and many more of the like you will see if you were to look into their blog.
They don't just draw, they write too.
And fuck if their writing style is not fucking amazing.
It's amazing as fuck how one could make a very elaborate plot that leaves people with fucked up heads because of the foreshadowing that you never knew were always there and the plot twists and manage to squeeze in some kinky shit in the middle or end about skull-fucking or scat that would usually leave people disgusted and disturbed but in Alfred's (and the rest of THEUKINVASION's fans') case, they were left aroused and wanting more.
Alfred couldn't explain it himself either if its because of their writing, or art style, or the cute little author's/artist's/end notes in their fics or art about complaints about running out of tea and not getting enough pepsi for the day but Alfred can't help feel the butterflies in his tummy after reading them and laugh at how cute it is that UK just wrote a very well-written tragedy because they wanted to write something about their OTP fucking.
Damn it he had it bad.
And THEUKINVASION never even knew he exists because he never really made his presence known. He doesn't leave any comments or even like or share THEUKINVASION's blog entries like the rest of their fans do. Alfred doesn't know why either, so asking him is futile.
THEUKINVASION is the type to reply as much as they can to every comment/review they get about their work and the cute emojis he add in each and every reply was something Alfred had a hard time grasping because a person who beats their own readers with plot twists and mind-fucking endings can't talk like they're spitting rainbows and unicorns but this guy does!
That's so fucking cute.
So okay, he's somewhat in love.
Somewhat in love that his roommate won't stop throwing his own pillows at him when Alfred can't stop himself from making weird noises when he sees THEUKINVASION updating or posting something new in their blog.
[But how does all this relate to Alfred finding THEUKINVASION in the flesh and talking to them face to face?
Everything.]
Alfred remembers that shit vividly as if it was fucking yesterday.
If it wasn't creepy he would've marked the date in his calendar.
It was another one of those hot days, but Alfred was glad that he had a lecture in an air-conditioned hall so he had an hour and a half to spend in the cold, instead of the sweltering heat.
But then his professor had to cancel the class because of some professor work.
With nothing to do to pass the time, he muses he can sleep in the library. The library is air-conditioned anyway.
So up he goes, to the second floor, to make sure that the place is completely empty.
To his delight, the area was isolated, save for that one guy using the library wifi to probably not do anything academic-related because that's what they all do.
Alfred picked a seat nearest to the air conditioner, just so he can get the most of the cool air, which happens to be right behind where the fellow student was sitting on his laptop.
Alfred can clearly see the site the guy was on and to his surprise it was actually the website. But this one was switched to their personal blog. Then he sees the guy upload something, and holy shit was that a fic?
Oh my God, this is amusing.
Well, it was until he recognises the blog's boring theme and icon (which is just the union jack).
Holy shit.
E/N: So first things first, this idea had been running in head for weeks now and it literally keeps me awake at night sometimes when scenarios flash in my head and last night I gave in to the temptations to abandon my studies and write this for an hour (kind of like a study break haha). So that's why this is incomplete. I'm gonna get back on the second half when I'm done with my exams or something...dunno
Prompt was based on my own experience at library where I saw a guy's laptop screen displaying AO3. He's uploading a homestuck fic I think haha. Whoever you are, your secret's safe with me
