Gather around children for a terrifying tale of terror.
The humiliating story about the time I was handwriting a bit of classic wincesty sam/dean smut in the middle of my high school science class and how I ended up in detention for it. Then, developed a reputation as "that student who had a notebook confiscated and banned forever from school grounds for writing gay incestuous porn."
The same book was kept and read repeatedly in the teacher lounge. 🙃
Pretty sure it was about 2010, I was in grade 11 at a strict private catholic school. I had undiagnosed adhd so rarely did my assigned school work in class, instead relying on the fear of failure or a test coming up to do my studying and assignments.
I was obsessed with supernatural, pretty sure I had just watched the episode where Sam and Dean discover what a slash fan was and I went down that rabbit hole like a moth to a flame.
Anyway, I used to type my fanfics, but I was that obsessed, I'd taken to bringing a spare notebook to class and handwriting my fics. They were pretty badly written, but mind you were in NO way G rated.
I noticed that my teachers were fairly checked out and as long as they thought I was writing notes or following along, they didn't pay attention all that much. I looked like a well behaved student and I wasn't chatting the ear off of the person next to me.
Until one day I was sitting in science class, writing some fanfic about Sam and Dean going to some cheesy magic show in Vegas, Dean getting pulled up on stage. Long story short, he ends up becoming really flamboyant, all toxic masculinity gone as well as touchy and just all around very camp. Pretty sure he went to a gay club to get laid or something and Sam got jealous and dragged him out with terribly written wincesty smut following.
My science teacher suddenly got suspicious because I never paid attention or did my bookwork in science so she snuck a look over my shoulder to look at what I was doing. She then requested that I hand my book over.
I have only been this mortified a couple of times in my life but that was probably right up there with the worst.
I started to panic and just started to pretend to choke, hoping she would get distracted or I don't even know, give me the Heimlich maneuver and forget about what she was reading.
Nope. She just said to me, 'go get yourself a drink', didn't even look away from the book. I wanted to just run but knew I couldn't. I knew eventually when I came back to school, Id have to face it, this wasn't going anywhere.
When I got back to class after trying to Ferris Beuller my way out, this woman was just casually strolling around the perimeter of the class with my fanfic in her hands, reading the gay, incestuous smut as if it was class notes.
She came back up to me and said "the contents of these pages are very concerning. I'm going to have to give this to your year-level coordinator (head staff member of whatever year I was in at the time) and you're going to have to face the consequences."
I ended up getting a detention, having the notebook confiscated (which I later found out was passed around the teachers lounge for a bit of a laugh) and I had to explain to my mother why I got a detention for writing "a story" 🙃😂
And the exercise book sat in the teachers lounge ALL YEAR. Multiple teachers read it and made little sly comments referring to it throughout the year as well.
The best part is... my mother being a writer as well, she actually thought I never should have been punished for writing a fictional story about fictional people. She agreed there were better times to do it but she asked me if I wanted her to get me out of it.
I thought that it would be more mortifying to have her go in and defend me for my gay incestuous smut story than just doing the detention. When she asked me if she could see it, I told her that it was taken away and she said "awww does that mean you can't finish it?" 🤣
🫣 I think it's legit taken my 12ish years to come to terms with that moment in my life. 🤣🤣🤣🤣
