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[hederasgarden]

I Was Made for Lovin' You

Summary: You love how needy your boyfriend can be sometimes. Pairing: David!Clark Kent x F!Reader  Word Count: 1K Warning: Mature, 18+ only. Oral sex (f receiving), unprotected PIV sex, switch!Clark and switch!reader. Clark loves to be praised and called a good boy.  A/N: No movie spoilers here, just good old-fashioned horniness, thanks to this ask.

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It’s late, the room dim and quiet, filled only with the sound of your breathless sighs and Clark’s wet gasps. You thread your fingers through his thick curls, nails grazing his scalp as your hips rise and fall. One of his strong arms rests across your stomach, holding you in place, while the other works alongside his tongue. He teases your clit with slow, steady strokes while his fingers move like a relentless wave, lapping at your shore. 

"Oh. Yes. Like that," you moan.

Clark groans in response, the warmth of his breath lost to your own heat. He slips another thick finger beside the first two, and a strong rush of pleasure rolls up through your core, tightening low in your stomach. You tug on his hair, needing to have him even closer. God, you want more of him. 

"You always make me feel so good. Your mouth," you pant.

You hold him tightly as he slowly drags his fingers in and out and swirls his tongue around your bud with enough pressure to send sparks along your nerves. 

“I love your mouth…your fingers, they’re so, ah —” The words dissolve into a breathy gasp when he moves with renewed urgency, driven by the desire in your voice and the praise spilling from your lips.

“Never stop,” you whisper, cupping the sides of his face. “Such a good boy, so good, god, yes, Clark,” you chant without thinking, the words spill from somewhere deep inside.

Clark lets out a low, almost desperate groan that resonates through his chest. The bed creaks, and your eyes flutter open to the hazy outline of his bare back, his muscles shifting and flexing as his hips twist. Even as your own orgasm ebbs through you, pleasure rising to the surface again because your boyfriend hasn’t stopped fucking you with his mouth and fingers, you realize what’s happening. 

“Are you going to come?” you ask, half teasing, half surprised. His answer is lost between your thighs. “What was that you said?” you continue, pulling his head back with more force than you expected, though you know Clark wouldn’t let you move him unless he wanted you to.

He blinks at you, long lashes resting against pink cheeks as he lets go a shuddery breath. Your grip on his hair tightens, and he jerks forward in response, the muscles of his chest tensing.

“Wouldn’t it feel better to be inside of me?” you question. “You can, if you ask nicely.”

Clark’s lips part, as if on the verge of speech, every part of him radiating vulnerability and urgency, silently begging you for what he needs. 

“Please,” he whispers, leaning into your touch as you caress his face. 

You know the next words you speak could shift the balance of power, so you savor the moment, making him wait and holding him completely at your mercy.

“Take what you want,” you whisper finally.

No sooner have the words left your mouth than you find yourself lying face down, Clark’s body curled over yours. He plants a hand near your head, and you spread your legs in response. He lifts your hips and pushes inside your wet heat with one, powerful thrust. The bed jolts forward, a silent gasp forced from your lungs.

You close your eyes, cheek pressed against the warm, wrinkled sheets. He’s deep inside you now, moving without pause. You’re going to come again, you can already tell by the way he fills you so completely. Even when you think your body can’t give him any more, he always manages to coax another from you. 

“You feel so good,” he pants in an echo of your earlier words and the power you held over him just moments ago. 

You moan, pushing back against him, but he’s quick to pin you to the bed with a hand on your hip. 

“It’s my turn,” he says, not with any heat or real command, but with a quiet, bone-deep need that thrums in your own chest. “Your turn to listen.”

The gritty tone in his voice has you clenching around him, and he loses his rhythm briefly before returning to his punishing pace. You’re close, a fluttering sensation growing in your core. Clark drops to his elbows, his sweat-soaked stomach sliding along your back. The weight of him on top of you and the strength behind each thrust is what pushes you over the edge.

A sound more animal than human passes between your lips. Clark is nearly silent as he comes, a rush of warmth gushing between your thighs as he empties himself into you. Breathless, all you can do is lie there as he rocks into you, heart beating wildly in your chest. The aftershocks of your orgasm have you quivering around his length, prolonging his pleasure and yours. 

You crack one eye open and glance back at him, lips parted as you draw in deep, shaky breaths.

“Are you okay?” He questions. “I know that went a little off script.”

“It was good,” you assure him.

When he starts to pull away, you reach back, stopping him with a touch. It feels good, having him inside you with the comforting pressure of his weight. 

“Stay.”

“Of course,” he replies, kissing your shoulder. He smoothes his palm over the crown of your head and bends to exchange a kiss with you. 

Already you can feel him growing hard inside you. You shift back experimentally, and he shudders, your name slipping from his lips in a low whisper that’s part warning, part plea.

“Again?” he asks, surprised. 

“What can I say? I’m greedy,” you remind him with a smile. 

You'll be sore tomorrow, but it'll be worth it.

“Not as greedy as I am,” he replies, helping you onto your back before sliding home again. “Because I want to watch you this time.”

[toasterdrake]

begging for more huntrix x reader. I love your writing sm ♥️

i've been itching to write a mira fic lately, i love her sm 😩 as evidenced by the fact this is the longest kpdh fic i've written so far lmao

let this one hang out in my inbox while i cooked, hope u like!

Strategy - Mira x gn!composer!Reader

word count: 3.5K

summary: in the process of trying to get zoerumi together, your relationship with Mira deepens as well.

Rolling your eyes half-heartedly, you grinned askew. ''Are you seriously pulling Rumi's move on me?''

Brought on to join HUNTR/X's music production team as a composer, you left your home country to stay in South Korea for the foreseeable future. Bobby had insisted he would arrange your living situation so that you weren't abandoned in the middle of Seoul by yourself, and apparently, that meant a cushy apartment right in HUNTR/X's private tower.

The studios were just downstairs, and the girls were nearby for whenever they wished to discuss ideas, so it made sense. That didn't make it any less mind-blowing; how insanely rich they were to not even bat an eye at giving up part of their building to a crew member, just for the sake of it.

Actually, they were very welcoming. There were barriers at first, of course. They were world-famous idols, and you were a stranger. A colleague at best, and not every hour of the day.

You spent the first few weeks settling in, adjusting to your job, familiarising yourself with your new team. You even braved a few trips out, wanting to decorate a little and make your new space truly yours outside of what keepsakes you had brought from home. The walls still felt bare, the shelves empty, but you were working on it.

Mostly, you were left to your own devices, sometimes checked in on by Bobby or your lead producer. After initial introductions, you didn't see much of HUNTR/X themselves. When they did appear to spend some time in the recording booth, they made small talk -- asking about your home country, your career, how you were finding things. But they never stuck around long, always shooting off suddenly on some unexplained mission.

You understood. Partly, at least. A new boy band had entered the scene, and Rumi had some issue with her voice that she wouldn't elaborate on. Everyone seemed on edge.

Responding to their surge in popularity came in the form of a new song. Your first project with the group. Your first chance to prove yourself.

Hindsight would have you deeply regretting bringing Takedown to life, but glowing praise from your team and the girls fed a short-lived ego boost.

🎶

It was only a few days after everything went down that HUNTR/X paid you a visit. An impromptu housewarming party, complete with gifts.

Not expecting guests at that hour, you opened the door in pyjamas. They were in hoodies and soft sweats too, but the lack of professionalism warmed your cheeks anyway. Yes, this was your apartment, but it was in their building, and they were your bosses!

Rumi offered you a small potted plant, one she had raised herself from a seedling. How she found the time among all the stress of late, you could scarcely imagine. You accepted it with a small bow.

Zoey pushed a basket of Korean snacks into your arms, pointing out her personal favourites and patiently answering any questions you had. Nestled among them were packets of HUNTR/X themed ramyeon.

Then, there was Mira. She walked past you to detach from the stack of toilet paper balanced under her chin, setting down a bottle of detergent next to it on your kitchen counter.

"Essentials," she said simply as an explanation, gesturing over her shoulder with a thumb while leaning against the counter.

The other two followed her in. Standing awkwardly in the entryway, you shut the door. It seemed they were staying a while, and the hall outside was drafty.

While Zoey took in your meagre decorations with pleased hums, Rumi found a good windowsill spot for the plant. Watching you shift your weight from one foot to the other by the door, Mira didn't take her eyes off you.

"We wanted to do this earlier, you know. Things just got... well... you were there."

"Oh. Yeah. It's fine!" You managed. It was all still fresh, but you were doing your best to put your involvement in their brief breakup behind you.

Under her gaze, you got the distinct sense that you were being sized up. Judged, in a way she hadn't had time to before now.

"Do you, uh, wanna sit down?" You offered, waving a hand in the direction of the couch. How does one entertain K-Pop idols? "I have Just Dance."

Mira pursed her lips, then smiled; just a slight uptick of her mouth, something you barely caught. The intensity in her eyes relaxed a little, more familiar competitiveness flaring instead.

Something in your chest fluttered. You locked it away beside your heart.

🎶

HUNTR/X didn't tell you everything for a long time. You weren't owed their secrets, of course, but as your friendship deepened, the quiet lies began to hold too familiar of a sting. So you found out they hunted demons, and that Rumi was half one. You took it in your stride, for the most part.

Almost a year had gone by before they finally coughed up what had really happened at the Idol Awards.

Afterward, the change was swift, and tangible. The distance they maintained with everyone -- reasonably chalked up to as professionalism and privacy -- vanished almost overnight. Somehow, you were now part of their little family, given the privilege of knowing them with an intimacy millions dreamed of.

With this new closeness, came new secrets. Sweeter ones, lighter on the tongue to tell.

🎶

Zoey was curled up against you in your apartment, popcorn bucket propped up between you. Avoiding your reaction, she stared stubbornly at the TV screen when she confessed hers.

''I like Rumi. N-not in a 'friends' way.''

''Oh,'' you said, your arm tightening around her.

🎶

Rumi swirled the broth in her bowl with a spoon. She had invited you out to dinner at a quiet restaurant, just the two of you. At first, you had worried that whatever secret she had to tell would make things messy, but she eased that with a hushed confession.

''I keep thinking about Zoey differently, lately.''

''Oh,'' you said, fighting to squash the grin tugging at your lips.

🎶

Mira didn't knock before letting herself into your apartment. Looking up from the couch, you moved your computer from your lap to the coffee table. Shoving it back in its cage in your chest with the rest of your Mira-related emotions, you stomped hard on the soaring sensation clawing to escape from your throat when you clocked her expression.

Folding one leg up to her chest, she sat beside you. Close enough to sense the edges of her warmth.

''I need to talk to someone about this.''

You nodded, gesturing wordlessly for her to go ahead.

Always, you worked hard to be a safe space for her. It meant a lot whenever she felt secure enough to make use of it, confessions so fragile one wrong move could shatter them. You curated it with the utmost care to protect each one.

''I've been watching Rumi and Zoey lately, and, look I'm not saying this lightly, but they're being weird around each other, and I think it's because--'' she shot you a glance, almost daring you to challenge it so she could prove she was right, ''--they're crushing on each other.''

''I know,'' you said mildly. ''They both told me -- separately -- a few weeks ago. I had my suspicions, anyway.''

Mira blinked. ''They told you? Like, said it to your face?'' You saw insecurity pull her brows tight: fear of a sinister reason for keeping it from her.

''I'd guess they don't want you to feel uncomfortable, being in the middle of it.''

Though you were also close with them, she was the one that would have to sit through everything both their responsibilities entailed, aware that a new awkwardness existed. Not that she wasn't already, but Zoey and Rumi thought they were more slick than they were.

Sighing, Mira fell back onto the couch cushions. ''Maybe.''

You nudged her side with your elbow. ''Hey, now that we both know we know... maybe it's time to do some match-making?"

Looking at you from the corner of her eye, she smirked. ''I like the way you think.''

🎶

Operation SuperBurger, status: GO

It wasn't hard to convince Rumi and Zoey to still go together when Mira backed out of what was supposed to be a group outing. Sitting beside each other in the back seat of her private car, Mira's knee brushed yours while she regailed you with a dramatic reenactment of their red-faced stammering.

The intention had been to eat out at one of their favourite restaurants -- an inconspicuous rooftop veranda nestled amongst unassuming houses -- to celebrate the release of their newest single. Mira had made the excuse that a brand she was working with messed up their timetables, so she had to attend an evening photoshoot instead.

Privately, part of you wished her excuse had been real, just to know that photos of Mira cast in the stunning ruddy glow of sunset would exist somewhere. Tracking Zoey and Rumi on their not-a-date date like a dynamic duo of secret agents was bound to make up for it, though.

You spent the ride over in hysterics at the absurdity of your disguises, assembling them from a box of props quietly purloined from HUNTR/X's wardrobe department.

Mira's leopard-print, cat eye, tinted glasses were straight out of a grandma's jewellery box. The feathery shawl she tossed over her shoulders gave her the elegant, old-money air of a mafia's matriarch. To complete the image, she hid her hair under a large sun hat that draped low over the straps of her dress.

You opted for a tweed flat cap more at home in the verdant moors of far-off Yorkshire than the glowing streets of Seoul. Beneath it, you balanced a pair of reflective aviators that were too big for your face and kept sliding down the bridge of your nose. Your final piece was a dark blazer that almost swallowed your torso.

Mira helped you roll up the sleeves around your forearms so that you could actually use your hands, and then the car was parking out of sight around the corner from the restaurant.

Your cover story was simple: Mira was your girlfriend, showing you, a foreigner who had never visited South Korea before, her childhood city. You had seen all the high-drive tourist spots (which was true, in a way -- HUNTR/X had taken you on a sightseeing spree a few weeks after last year's Idol Awards) and were now exploring the more authentic restaurants.

As you headed to your table, Mira reached over to push up your aviators, thankfully blocking the low evening sun that greeted you past the entrance. Before you sat across from her, you pulled out her chair, and corrected her shawl from threatening to slip off her shoulders.

Pressing her lips to your skin so briefly you took a full second to process it, she caught your hand and murmured her thanks. It was impossible to see her eyes past both the brim of her sun hat and her glasses, but you felt her gaze nonetheless.

Right, because she was your fake girlfriend, and that's what couples in love did! (It was a miracle you managed not to collapse onto your own chair. The beast in your chest rattled its cage restlessly.)

Having booked both tables ahead of time, Mira had expertly chosen each position relative to the other. Past other occupied tables, you had a clear view of Zoey and Rumi on the other side of the veranda, but they would have to really look for you two, and had no reason to suspect you were even there.

Zoey was just ordering for the both of them. Rumi always got the same thing anywhere if possible, while Zoey liked to explore menus, and she was the one more comfortable with speaking to strangers anyway. They were in their own, slightly less ridiculous disguises.

Looking the part of a perfectly civilian couple, you thought. Did your and Mira's illusion conjure the same thought from other patrons?

When a waiter appeared at your own table, Mira asked for a romantic extra offered on the menu to be delivered to Rumi and Zoey. Exchanging a roguish grin with her, you added not to say who it was from.

The bowl of chocolate-coated strawberries didn't take long to be delivered. Able to see her face turning red even across the restaurant, you giggled behind your disguises as Rumi waved her arms frantically. Then, Zoey reached out, somehow the very picture of calm. She caught Rumi's hands and anchored them between hers on the table, rubbing her thumb over her wrist like it was second nature. She nodded to the waiter, and the strawberries stayed with them.

''What do you think they're saying?'' You prompted.

Hand flying to her chest as if to clutch pearls, Mira didn't hesitate to put on her best Rumi impression. ''Oh- this must be a mistake! This isn't for us, we're not- it's not like that!''

Muffling your laugh behind a hand, you followed up with Zoey's excuse. ''Aw, c'mon, free food is free food! Let's just eat it, doesn't have to mean anything!''

You were still laughing when your own food arrived. That took up much of your focus, falling into the usual idle chatter you enjoyed in each other's company. The sun was dipping between the houses now, burning amber pooling across the sky.

A breeze chased through the veranda, and Mira pulled her shawl a little tighter with one hand, the other steering laden chopsticks to her mouth. Liquid gold poured over the brim of her sun hat, the side of her face bathed in it. She had taken her tinted glasses off when the veranda grew darker and artificial lights flicked on; one eye caught in the light, glowing like rich honey.

You watched her lips quirk into a smile as she finished chewing. ''What?'' She asked, voice amused and warm.

''You um, got a little something...'' Trailing off, you tapped the corner of your mouth to demonstrate.

Realising what you meant, Mira hummed. She caught the rice grain with her little finger, dipping it into her mouth for a second. Did you imagine the hint of a pink tongue?

Okay, you needed to stop staring. Instead, you looked back to the reason you were even here with her--

''Mira?''

''Mhm?''

''Zoey and Rumi are gone.''

''What!''

Their plates had been cleared and everything, the table left as if untouched.

''Okay, that's fine. We have tracking enabled on our phones for a reason.'' She was already pulling out her own. ''Could you go check the street, see if their car is still there? I'll handle the bill.''

Teamwork felt good. You weren't a Hunter, or an idol, so the easy collaboration between you and HUNTR/X usually only saw the light of day in musical terms. Getting the opportunity to go through the motions of delegation and compromise and coordination out in the world was rare. It surprised you how easily it came -- each pushing in your chairs, weaving around tables, then splitting in the hall with a last glance to the other.

You took the stairs two at a time, descending faster than the elevator would've allowed. The door clicked shut behind you as you stepped out into the street. Late sun rays couldn't reach down here, shingled rooftops burning red above. The shadows around you were cold. Goosebumps prickling, you tugged down your blazer sleeves.

Rumi and Zoey's car had been parked right out front. Had been, because it was gone now. You cursed to yourself.

''Language,'' Mira's familiar low voice was clear in the quiet behind you. You turned to face her as the door shut again; she waved her phone. ''Don't worry, I see them.''

🎶

The car chase wasn't nearly as dramatic as you had hoped. Leaving emptier streets, you quickly ground to a slow crawl through evening traffic.

You leaned over Mira's shoulder to see the tracker map, face glowing in blue light. Her shawl was soft against your front, warm from her body heat. ''Where are they going?''

''I think... a park?'' She pushed an amused breath through her nose. ''That would be Rumi's idea.''

You hummed in agreement. Rumi had been doing well at embracing her demon side over the past year, and in doing so had discovered a craving for wide, open spaces. It wasn't uncommon to find yourself dragged out in the late hours, when less people were about, to wander around one of Seoul's many parks.

🎶

The park was quiet. Still as an undisturbed lake, like the city rushing by outside the gates was a world away. First stars shining in the blue above, the sun had set now. Instead, the path was lit by pale lampposts dotted between the lemon leaves of ginkgo trees.

Mira walked close to you, knuckles brushing with each step. Following the path on the map toward the blinking dot that signified Zoey's signal, she held her phone out like a metal detector.

''They should be just up ahead,'' she murmured.

Right on cue, you heard Rumi's voice, the crunch of boots on gravel.

''We should get back home. Mira will worry.''

Oh, shit. They were coming this way. Right toward you and Mira, out in the open with no good excuse.

There was nowhere to go but up. You grabbed Mira's hand and tugged her off the path toward a tree, ignoring her squeak of surprise. Crouching, you locked your hands before her to create a foothold.

''What--''

''No time. Go!''

She blinked and shook her head, but tucked her phone away and let you springboard her up to grab a low, sturdy branch hidden by a thick cluster of leaves. Successfully hauling herself up to straddle it, she took your outstretched hand and pulled you up after her. You clambered over her to perch on a different branch. The tree quivered with your movement, then settled.

Just in time. Your quarries passed by beneath, walking just as close and you and Mira had been. Zoey was wearing Rumi's jacket. Damn, you should've offered Mira your blazer.

You were almost in the clear, already thinking about how you would get down, when Zoey dropped back a pace.

''Hey, Rumi?'' Zoey called to her softly, catching her hand.

Pausing her unfaltering stage-worthy stride, Rumi turned to her with a curious hum.

''Um, tonight was great. I had a lot of fun.'' Clearly nervous, Zoey swept her thumbs over the back of Rumi's hands.

Rumi smiled. ''We always do.''

''I know.'' Zoey pushed out a shallow sigh. ''What I'm trying to say is... I enjoyed it especially... because I got to spend it with you.'' Still fidgeting with their hands, she glanced up at Rumi through her lashes.

''Attagirl, Zo,'' Mira dared to whisper beside you, voice tight but fiercely proud.

Your heart leapt into your throat. Come on, Rumi, meet her in the middle.

''Zoey--'' Rumi started.

You watched her mentally chicken out. Yet, as you were about to list off a string of curses in your head, some new sort of determination crossed her face.

''We should do this another time. Just us. Properly, not because someone had to cancel. Like... a date?''

Zoey's mouth fell open. Her cheeks flushed red under lamplight. ''That would be pretty sweet. A date. Us. Let's do it.''

Rumi smiled. ''Good.''

Grinning like a maniac, Mira's hand dug hard into the shoulder of your blazer.

🎶

Tumbling out of the tree once Zoey and Rumi moved on, neither of you had been able to quell the excited smiles that stretched your cheeks. Your voices would carry too far in the quiet of the park, so the screaming happened in the car.

''Who knew Rumi had that in her!'' You yelled, high-fiving Mira.

''That's my girl!'' Mira laughed, but she sounded just as incredulous. ''Oh,'' she sighed, falling back onto the seat and lifting her arms to the heavens, ''finally.''

Your smile softened. ''Good job, cupid.''

''Me? You're the one who made this happen.''

''Says the one who came up with the plan.''

Taking your hands, Mira sat up. ''Seriously, who knows how long they would've been dancing around each other, without you. I didn't even think about setting them up.''

Squirming under her steady gaze, your cheeks warmed. ''I didn't even--''

''You're amazing,'' Mira insisted.

The look in her eyes said you wouldn't get anywhere with protesting, so you nodded meekly.

''I mean it.''

''Thanks.'' You avoided her eyes.

''No, I really mean it.'' Voice dropping into something low and warm, something you were so familiar with and yet always so undone by, she squeezed your hands gently. ''You're amazing.''

You risked glancing up, and almost regretted it. Her gaze was too intense, too tender, too... honest.

So lost in her, it took you by surprise when she spoke again. ''Let me take you out to dinner some time. For real.''

Beginnings of a smile tugging at her lips, Mira shrugged coolly. ''Worked for her, didn't it?''

''Okay.''

''Yes?''

~[M]~

You took advantage of her total focus on you to pinch her cheek. ''Yes, I'll go out with you.''

The beast in your chest purred, finally content, as its cage unlocked.

- love, toasty

[mamawasatesttube]

hi !!! sorry for the random ask… i’ve been thinking of getting into dc recently and i’ve read some random comics (mainly stephcass and cissiecassie!!!) and kon Intrigues me… i like him :-) do u have any idea what comics/issues (…? 😭 sorry i’m very bad with comic stuff…) i should start with? i heard from oomf that he has some fairly misogynistic writing in some comics so idk what to avoid

no need to apologize for asks, thats what my inbox is for!

hell yeah for getting into comics :D as for the misogynistic writing... sorry in advance for the wall of text, but i have a lot of opinions on this topic :P

okay. so, yes, some of his writers have definitely put their own views into what they wrote (ron marz, i am looking directly at you) (ron marz is the guy who originated the term "fridging" via how he killed kyle rayner's girlfriend, alex dewitt). it's a pitfall several of them dive headlong into because karl kesel established that kon is a 15 year old flirt, and for a lot of men (particularly marz, but he is by no means the only one) they take "flirt" to mean "sleaze". to me, this is a lot more telling of the writers than the characters, because it's also notable that they never write women reacting like they think the man (or. kid. in kon's case.) is being a creep; they laugh it off and play along like this is normal flirtatious behavior and even sometimes treat it like it's cute. ron marz and co. just think this is an acceptable way to treat women. it can definitely get grating to read.

that being said, however, i would still say these comics are worth reading. "this comic contains misogyny, so skip it" is a very reductive attitude, in my opinion, and like ... at that point, why read anything? we live in a misogynistic world; there is no perfect work. no comic (or anything else) is above criticism for misogyny, racism, homophobia, etc., not even things written by qpoc and published this year. obviously, older stuff can have more blatant bigotry that got published without question, but that doesn't preclude its worth entirely, in my opinion - reading and analyzing those texts and dissecting them as to how much is authorial bias and what to take for characterization is, to me, one of the most fun (albeit occasionally infuriating) parts of comics!

kon's origin story and all of what i personally would call his best comics were all written around 30 years ago, and therefore it is important to keep that in mind when trying to read and analyze them. not everything written decades ago holds up when viewed through a modern lens, but sometimes there are things that are clearly attempts to be progressive for their time, or things that reflect common cultural attitudes that have simply shifted in the past 30 years, etc. kon has a 90s side run that includes him befriending and standing up for a gay afrolatino teenager when he faces homophobia from his ex-girlfriend, for example, even though that same run includes some unquestioned depictions of kon being groomed by an adult woman as though it's a normal and healthy relationship. it's more nuanced than "comic has bad thing = don't read it"; a lot of older comics are very worth reading, but with more of an openness for critical analysis as you go.

on that note, i highly recommend reading superboy (1994) for kon, but as a warning, this comic includes grooming that is not handled very well in two separate relationships (both with kon + an adult woman), as well as suicidality (kon makes an on-page suicide attempt in one issue, but the themes are there throughout a lot of the book). it also does not always handle themes of race very well (a lot of 90s books tried to be progressive via "colorblind" racism, i.e. "being racist is bad! stop seeing color!" which was like. progressive for the time, but we know now to be a reductive and flawed framework for discussions of race). so like, i would definitely say it is THE comic for getting to know kon, but it is also full of 90s pitfalls, so just be aware of that going in.

ANYWAY (phew!) my rambling aside, lemme direct you to my "getting to know kon" masterpost right here! you'll want to start with "reign of the supermen" and go from there :) one of the links included in this post is a masterlist my friend orla made of kon's early appearances, from "reign" into his solo and including all crossovers, complete with warnings per issue.

i hope this is helpful, and happy reading!! :)

[herebecritters]

Can you draw flippy x flaky please

You’re lucky I love them ❤️

[neeeooon]

okay account updates!

i think i’m going to publish two-way mirror (smh rin’s spin-off) sometime between today and next sunday/monday)

the baby project will follow sometime next week (maybe wednesday-saturday?)

then finally, fruit gummies will be later next week/the start of the week after!

this is the plan, it is subject to change, but updates may be a bit slow since i’ll be working on multiple series at a time!

also regarding requests, i think i will reopen them sometime next week, but will be more limited to what i post since most of my time will be going to series updates, anon asks, and completing the requests still in my drafts!

thank you! neon 🩵

[lair-of-the-white-worm]

Some people just.. don’t like platformer games. And that’s okay. Oddworld is one of those things where you don’t really need to play the games yourself to get into the meaty lore of it. However, the games do contain a lot, and I do mean a LOT of meaty lore. So summaries of them is a good idea. And cut scenes too, because the animation in those cut scenes were genuinely incredible for the time and should not EVER go unappreciated.

Here are the Cutscenes, they are amazing. Even if you aren't into Oddworld, you should give them the time of day.

The important thing to remember when it comes to the plot of the Oddworld games, is that the majority of these are events happening in what is essentially third world countries. The planet of Oddworld is three times the size of Earth and the continent of Mudos is enormous and contains several countries. We have only seen a tiny-morsel-fraction-smidgen of a singular continent, which is Mudos itself.

Here is a much, much shorter and comprehensive playlist of Oddworld Lore for people who want to brush up on the lore of Oddworld!

I love pupbenny's content, but his videos tend to be full of a lot of personal speculation and whatnot so it makes the videos long/confusing and it can be difficult for people who actually want to get into the lore of the games.

So the above playlist is SHORT FORM videos from Spirit of 1029, each video about 5 to 7 minutes long (give for the ones on Abe and Stranger!) that dives into the meaty meats of character biology and origins.

Here's another shorter playlist (that you should watch AFTER the one above) that goes into meatier depth;

Additionally, here's some more lore that I personally dug up from the wreckage of 25 years on the internet;

Anyways if any of y'all see this post and are interested in getting into OW please please please check out everything linked here. Seriously. It's all SUPER short videos with pictures and accurate lore and a lot of passion put into it all! It doesn't take a lot of time to buzz through them unlike other Oddworld lore videos I've seen and is all very accurate and reliable.

[teddybeartoji]

∷ LOSERVILLE'S GUIDELINES & RULES

— THIS BLOG IS 18+!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! all minors will be blocked on sight. same goes for all ageless or blank blogs.

— this blog is firstly and most importantly a space space for ME. i welcome everybody with open arms but please keep in mind that alongside my writing, i will be posting a lot of selfshipping stuff and i will be talking about personal things.

— i write for GENDER NEUTRAL, MALE and FEM readers.

— i write both SFW and NSFW stuff.

— I AGE CHARACTERS UP. EVERYBODY WILL BE WRITTEN AS 21+!!!!!

— I DON'T TAKE REQUESTS! but i’m always down to listen to your ideas and thrists!!!!

— PLEASE DO NOT RUSH ME. i write when i want to write and what i want to write, please remember that i am just some guy and i do this for fun. i am also very slow with my replies and tend to hold onto asks, please don't take that as anything personal.

— PLEASE REFRAIN FROM ASKING FOR PART 2'S AND SUCH! it sucks the motivation right out of me, a nice little comment and praise is way more appreciated<3

— PLEASE DON'T USE MY INBOX AS A PLACE TO VENT. it's more than okay to tell me about your day but please do not get into anything heavier, i do not feel comfortable with that.

— DARK CONTENT IS VERY WELCOME HERE! that includes yandere, dub and noncon, stepcest/incest, blood, gore, somno etcetc, so if you see anything you don’t like, i suggest you to either block said tag ("cw blank" / "tw blank") or you know… leave :3

— the only BIG NO'S for me are VERY ROUGH/HATE SEX, HEAVY DEGRADATION and IMPACT PLAY (RECEIVING). i have nothing against these and i don't judge anybody who does like these, they simply are not for me.

— in nsfw works, THERE'S RARELY A CERTAIN DYNAMIC SET IN STONE. my readers tend to vary from sub to dom, mostly settling somewhere inbetween those two. the same goes for the characters i write about.

— THIS BLOG IS NOT SPOILER FREE! any newer leaks will be tagged with "blank leaks" and "blank spoilers" though.

— FEEL FREE TO TAG ME IN ANY ART OR ANY WRITINGS YOU THINK I'D LIKE! that includes your own aswell, but just bear in mind that it might take me a minute to get to it.

— IF YOU THINK THERE'S SOMETHING I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT, PLEASE COME AND TELL ME ABOUT IT, SO I CAN HANDLE THE SITUATION MYSELF. please do not harass people on the behalf of my name.

— PLEASE DON'T ASK ME TO BE MUTUALS WITH YOU! i follow who i follow.

— PLEASE DON'T SPAM LIKE (over like six posts in a row)! i am very glad that you like it here in loserville, i am just afraid of getting shadowbanned lmao

— DO NOT REPOST, COPY, TRANSLATE OR ALTER MY WORK!

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∷ LOSERVILLE'S LEGEND

#mayor of loserville- me talking or whatever

#mickeycore - get to know me through shitposts

#mickey’s magazine - pics hehe:3

#wtf mickey can write - all of my writings

#mickey is daydreaming - headcanons n stuff

#mickey vs gender - me struggling or whatever

#mickey can’t stop thinking - ideas n concepts n lore

#ceo of letterboxd says hello - me talking about movies

#friends!! - answered asks

#working at tumblr dot com - masterlists n such

#loserville's library - masterpieces u should read

#loserville's art gallery - masterpieces u should look at

#interview the mayor - ask games

[emeraldelysium]

Tell me more about your AU?? 🫶

YAYYYY okay so we ARE going classic with a school AU (college though because i think it's more natural/fitting with what i'm doing. their ages are kinda ambiguous anyway though its implied mike is at least just past his senior year of high school at the beginning of the show bc his friends say in ep 3 that he missed graduation??? which is kind of insane. and they never address it again. but ANYWAY i'm not here to talk about canon) this is also a no-powers type thing but i'm having a lot of fun putting references to their powers and stuff :) they still do stuff we see in the show though like swordfighting and whatnot so a lot of canon is just adjusted to Normal World Activities And Events most of the things will be jayden-centric because i love him. going to college is his first time being exposed to the Outside World for like an extended period of time because he is soooo sheltered. i headcanon him to be on the schizophrenia spectrum too (mostly because i saw episode 13 and was like okay so WHAT IF these things were happening to him without the basis of there being like. monsters and shit they gotta fight. and there's plenty of other evidence from other eps and his general characterization) which is very involved in this AU! so on top of going to college and learning how to like exist like a normal person he has to deal with his mental state and etc etc i have. so many ideas LOL so this is just like the General Overview. also it wouldn't be a college au without their majors so!!

jayden: japanese / asian studies (naturally) mia: early childhood education (bc we see her working with kids before she's recruited for samurai stuff!), later culinary school emily: sustainability studies (yay earth) kevin: japanese with swimming scholarship mike: undecided (he will eventually join emily in something earthy related bc of his element but for now he has no idea what he wants to do LOL) antonio: computer science & electrical engineering, minor in marine biology

[faeryaesther]

Basic Colourings Tutorial | Part 1

Hi! I thought it might be fun if I could share how I do my colourings for my daily edits of Jannik. If you want to try to start edit by yourself, hopefully this would be a good way to start. I use Photopea, but it is not far from how Photoshop works so you can use either software you prefer.

Before we start, if you have never tried using Photoshop or Photopea before, I suggest you to try and explore things around first. My colourings consist of adjustment layers and filter layers, so if you're unfamiliar or don't understand anything, feel free to ask! I'll try to answer. On the side note, it would be very important to understand how colour theory works on people to adjust the natural light/colours from images. The colours are incredibly subjective, so doing this will be based on your preferences.

Also, i'm sorry for the background music, lol i need to listen to something, or else i could not finish any of these

To note:

▪︎ Adjustment Layers are layers we use to adjust/change the colours of the image. Whether you want to make it brighter, more vibrant or monochrome, you can adjust it all with adjustment layers.

▪︎ Filter Layers are used to add or remove necessary details, often used to sharpening your image.

▪︎ As I am doing this on Photopea, everything else is also possible on Photoshop. Just adjust accordingly. But remember, the colour grading for Photoshop and Photopea are different. So, when creating a new canvas on Photopea, try to select the Adobe RGB from the Profile option's drop-down menu. Okay, let's go.

1. Dimension: I know everyone can have fun with this, and I play around with it as well, but I mostly use 1280x1280 as default size when editing. This is entirely your choice. Also, I don't usually crop directly on the original image as I will resize it before editing, so by putting it onto a new canvas, I can adjust the part that I want more freely rather than cropping it.

2. Image of choice: As you choose your picture, we want the best possible quality available for it. The larger, the better. Since I'm using 1280px size, a large image is the best choice, and the image I used is around 4000x2000px-ish. So, this is perfect. Resize the image before pasting it onto the new canvas. As you can see, I'll adjust the part I want after I have pasted it.

3. Curves: If you're editing a very high-contrast or it looks like it has been edited, Curve is your best friend. I usually use it when I want to tone down the colours and lower the contrast. It is very important to decide how you want your end-product to be. Do you want it to be very pastel-like or vibrant? It is totally your choice, but since my usual colourings are not that high in contrast, I tend to push the curve a bit high, or I will adjust in Brightness/Contrast.

4. Brightness/Contrast: You can play with the brightness here, I usually will do around +20 with/or contrast -30-ish. Just play around until you get the result you want. Remember, we don't want it to be THAT bright. We still need to retain the human skin colour. If it looked too bright, just adjust the layer later.

5. Selective Colour: If you are not familiar with how selective colour works, this adjustment layer will allow you to change the intensity of the colours listed; Red, Yellow, etc. As you can see, it will show options of cyan, magenta, yellow, and black. When you're adjusting the colour, try out according to the intensity of the colour of that layer. If the red on red layer is too intense, tone it down on the cyan option, and you will get the colour to be the opposite of red. The first few layers of selective colours are to neutralise ALL of the colours in the image. We will reconstruct the colours LATER after we have achieved the tone we desired.

5.1 Jannik's skin tone is quite hard to maintain sometimes because his hair catches a similar colour with his skin, so it can be very tricky to adjust red and yellow so play around a bit if needed.

5.2 Neutral + White layer should be the base to determine the light in the picture. Just have fun with it, but remember to retain the skin colour. Unless you're editing a vampire edit. Even if it doesn't look like it made any difference, just test it out, lol.

6. Hue/Saturation: This adjustment layer will help you with increasing the intensity of the colours we adjusted earlier in the selective colours. However, before I increase the vibrance, I will lower the saturation on every colour to make it even for the next layers. So, you can see we get close-to-neutral colouring. This is how I usually colour-correct before I do my colouring.

6.1 Changing hues can also help with correcting the colours in the image. Only change it when needed.

7. Vibrance: The first vibrance layer will be the base for my colourings as I will adjust the strength according to how I want the colours to be. This is the first step to bringing back the colours into life. This adjustment layer helps to make the colours more vibrant and low intensity can intensely tone down the colours, so play around to your liking! Use saturation if you want the colours to be more vibrant.

We'll continue in part 2!

[fox-quills]

do you have any recommendations for writing a fic? i have so many ideas but never can get pass writing even 1 paragraph of my idea. I guess maybe it’s because i have ADHD but it sucks!!! I’ve such great ideas for mha / erasermicdeku fics but never can get far. Any recommendations that helped you out? Or helped you be more productive?

Okay this is about to get long-winded because I have a LOT of thoughts on this topic. I'll drop a tl;dr at the end lol. So! First some background. I have ADHD too anon, and I'm struggling my way through life unmedicated, so I absolutely get where you're coming from. I've been writing fanfiction a long time. To give you an idea, my oldest posted fic is actually older than my current beta, so you know. Fandom ancient or whatever. But, for a long long LONG time, I really struggled with consistency. I have a list of unfinished fics behind me a mile long, because as much as I loved writing, and as much as I wanted to do it, I just couldn't seem to manage it around all that ADHD brain fog. So I wrote sporadically, only ever finished one long fic in probably twenty years, and generally felt pretty bad about myself all around. And then about a year and a half ago, I decided that I wanted to try writing consistently. Again. For the fifty bajillionth time. But I also knew everything I had ever tried didn't work, so if I wanted it to happen, I needed to do something different. So I started getting up two hours before work every weekday, and I regret to inform you that it worked beautifully. I think a large part of it is hedging your bets against ADHD brain. First thing in the morning, you're going to be more alert, and you haven't already used up all your limited thinky spoons on work or school or whatever else. You get your best, fresh morning brain! Let me give you some stats. Here's my total word count for the last five years:

I started my morning writing in June of 2023, which is probably pretty obvious. When I first started, my daily word counts weren't anything crazy, but I was making consistent, daily progress and I was super happy with it!

And here's my daily word count for the last few days:

And this is not me going crazy. Just my two hours in the morning, which is closer to an hour and a half because I gotta get up, make coffee, etc. I have a few things that helped make the transition easier. I work from home, so I can write up until the moment I gotta boot my laptop for work. My husband also happens to get up for work at the same time I get up for writing, so that helps too. But even without these things? I'd do it. If I had to drag my ass outta bed at 4am, I would, because it just works that well. I'll never go back to doing anything else. I have one other piece of advice that really helps keep me motivated, and that's to find a circle of people to talk to about your writing. Talk about your fic with your friends, join a discord server, something! I absolutely CANNOT overstate how motivating it is to have people excited for your story, people to talk to about your ideas, people who care about this silly little thing you've created. There's this idea that writing is a solitary thing, but I don't think that's true. At least, it doesn't have to be. And I don't know about you, anon, but I'll write an entire novel for one friend who wants to know how it ends. I write because I love it, but I also write because I love other people too, and I like making them happy. tl;dr - Get up early to write. Yes, I know it sucks, but it really does work. - Find someone to talk about your stories with. A friend, a beta, a fellow fan. Shared enthusiasm is a wonderful motivator. I'm not going to guarantee what works for me will work for everyone. I do strongly encourage you to give it a try though, because you never know! It took me a long time to get where I'm at. Part of that was not knowing I had ADHD till I was 30, so I was stuck fighting an invisible enemy. And then I had to learn how to work around it, which wasn't an easy thing to do. The most important thing is to be kind to yourself, and to do what you can. If you're lucky it won't take you quite as long as it took me, but if writing is something you enjoy, then you'll be able to carve out a place for it. It just might take some trial and error to get there. I believe in you ❤

[spvce-oddity]

ive been reading boruto and the whole time i kept thinking "sasuke only having one child is stupid if he wants to revive the clan" so, more uchiha babies!

Sarada and Rio are the only girls, everyone else is a boy (for now. unless i change my mind lmao).

Itachi is the first male born, named, obviously, after Sasuke's brother. He, Ryuuji and Rio are all genin, whereas the younger twins are still at the academy!

[whatifitwasgttho]

ALAIR 🪄

The god of Arcane magic, able to create illusions, teleport, all that magic hat rabbit stuff!

he really loves humans, but he can be a little careless .. he’s also a little flirty

[pyxrin]

Hii! I saw one of your asks and you mentioned dinosaur origami. I was curious if you had any pictures because that sounds just so cool. Origami is so hard. Maybe it's just me. A very cool art, though, and I love dinosaurs. (Spinosaurus & Kaprosuchus are my top two) Do you have any favorites? 🦕 :)))

Hiii! Ngl I kinda forgor about this ask, but I'm here now! This is the book that I use, its super beginner friendly, and the instructions are incredibly detailed with pictures!

However! All you really need to start origami is some paper, most of the time square, and you can find instructions online! origami.guide has a bunch of different patterns that are organized in a whole lot of ways, and origami.me also has a bunch!

Always make sure to start with the easy stuff but don't sweat it if you're bad at first, I've just been doing origami for years, so I have some experience to rely on.

My favorite one to have made is the Triceratops bc it's pretty fun to make, but my favorite dinosaur ever is probably the stegosaurus, but I don't know much ab dinosaurs, so that could change in the future.

[ozzkers]

it'd be a little fucked up if that is their face and they're just lying [first] [prev] | next will happen if it happens

what do you mean the only sure-fire way to get more imposter art is to contribute? by kodaka this can't be happening (pro gamer tip: the image alts have transcriptions if you struggle to read me hand-writing... i hate writing them - because tuMBLR KEEPS ERASING MY PROGRESS - but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do)

[stillgotme]

REDEMPTION COMES BACK TOMORROW

Catch up HERE! I'll also reblog where we last left off and a summary of the story so far will be posted later this week. WE'RE BACK.

[bookishsiren]

Hello fellow EXR-P's!

If you; like myself; would like a way to keep track of your Achievements, Document Progress, and Cosmetics (both in game and out), then I might have just thing for you!

For real though, I wanted to be able to better track stuff for myself and maaaaayyy have gone a bit overboard. Ended up making it shareable so if anyone else wants to use it they are able to, they just need to make their own copy to edit.