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[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Hello. (Bingo) Can you write Dark Clark Kent and plus size female kryptoian reader ?

.⋆｡The Last of His Kind｡⋆.

Dark!Clark Kent x plus size reader

Clark is no stranger to loneliness, but a mysterious ship in the middle of the desert could be just the answer he’s been searching for

Warnings: kryptonian!reader, DARK FIC but more soft than my usual stuff, naive reader, kidnapping?, possessive!clark, no use of Y/N, future isolation and controlling behaviour WC: 1k

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Clark had always been alone in the universe, an unfortunate consequence of his own people’s arrogance and willing ignorance of the happenings of the world around them. He didn’t mind so much as he had never experienced anything different but after Zod and the briefest of hints that he wasn’t the last, Clark felt a deep stirring in his chest.

He often caught himself staring off into the void between stars, wondering if there were others out there. But his duty was to Earth, he couldn’t just leave because of some slim hope that other Kryptonians lived on a far away planet. And even if there were, they could be like Zod- power hungry and cruel. 

But on a cool day in late October, Clark got his chance to find out.

The office was almost empty, everyone having gone home early to beat the autumn storm that was predicted for later that evening, leaving Clark virtually alone in his block of cubicles. His article was almost done but he found himself picking it apart over and over again, like something deep in the recesses of his mind was telling him to delay returning home for as long as he could. Then, he heard it.

A heavy thud of something crashing into the earth, it had to be bigger than a meteor but far smaller than an airplane or weather balloon. Clark’s head tilted as he focused all of his senses to somewhere in the Sahara. The groan and pop of heated metal slowly cooling, the hiss of air escaping a pressurised chamber. He could smell gunpowder and dust that clung to the shell of whatever it was. But he could also hear the steady beat of something within the metal.

With a cautionary glance around the office, which was now absent of anyone save for him, Clark stood. He was careful enough to shut down his computer and gather his things but as soon as his bag was zipped and he was safely in the stairwell, he darted down the stairs, just barely keeping himself restrained enough not to go too fast and give himself away.

He could hear the beating slowly getting faster. He ran out of the building as the hissing ceased and the familiar turning of gears started, just like it had in the ship he discovered in the arctic. Clark stumbled over his work shoes, the buttons of his shirt practically flying off in his struggle to get out of them. If this was another Zod, he wouldn’t have much time to react before they started acclimating to Earth’s healthy sun. 

His glasses were barely off his nose when he finally heard it, a soft groan- delicate, gentle (as much as a groan could be) and Clark’s heart skipped a beat. She let out another soft sound and Clark finally took off. 

This could be it, the answer he needed so badly. Perhaps it was an elder who could really teach him about his home world, a child who had been lost just like him. But some deep part of his soul, a piece he had locked away a long time ago, wondered if it was someone his age, someone who would be his equal, his partner.

The sands of the Sahara quickly revealed a huge slash through the dunes, darkened by the heat of the ship’s dramatic entry. The ship itself was halfway buried in the sand, its black hull a stark contrast against the bright sand. Clark landed in front of its rounded end. 

Steam curled around the dark metal but he barely had time to appraise the vessel before a mechanical clanging began and the sand around its side started to shift. Clark darted forwards as a panel lifted and the earth around it immediately began to spill inside. He grabbed at the open frame and tugged the ship free just as its occupant became visible.

She was beautiful.

Large curves highlighted by tight spandex-like material, the exact same as his suit. The symbol spread over her generous chest consisted of two overlapping circles, one that he didn’t recognise even after his father’s lessons. Clark felt like he couldn’t even breathe as he looked down at her body, everything about her was captivating, hypnotising, everything he had ever wanted. Her hair was pulled back and away from her face, allowing him to observe every blemish and mark of her skin in extraordinary detail. She was a goddess in its truest sense, an ethereal being in mortal form.

And when she finally opened her eyes, he was met with the most brilliant shade of e/c he had ever seen. Panic briefly flashed across her face before she saw his own house symbol and immediately relaxed, her expression more calm than he thought it should be in this situation.

“I’m Kal-El.” Her eyes sparkled in the strong rays of the sun as a small smile crept onto her face.

“Kal.” She repeated his name back to him in a voice far more pleasant than he had ever heard before. Her lips parted again but suddenly her body rocked forwards, as painful coughs rattled through her lungs. Clark swept her into his arms without thinking and pressed her to his chest. She limply clutched at his back as she continued to cough.

He flinched with each of her laboured inhales, his own chest burning with a rage he couldn’t explain. But what he did know was that no one else could know of her. Only god knew what would happen if any government found out about another Kryptonian, especially a female one. Lois and his mother would try to corrupt her mind, encouraging her to leave him.

He wouldn’t let that happen. He would never let himself be alone again.

He could protect her, mould her. She would be safe. No one would know of her existence, not until she knew who exactly she belonged to, the only person that she would ever be able to trust.

Clark smirked as he cupped her head gently, his thumb tracing the apple of her perfect cheek. Oh yes, she was absolutely perfect.

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Your Sukuna fic recs? pretty please? 🥺🥺

ofc nonnie! i nvr ever turn down an opportunity for showing (few of) my fave authors their much well-deserved love, respect & attention! 😊😊🫶🫶

ryomen sukuna x reader fic recs (I)

‣ this is merely a list of works i've enjoyed reading. kindly heed the tags and warnings in each of them and consume content responsibly, at your own discretion. ‣ that being said, i own neither these fics nor the characters. enjoy reading! 🥰

⇌ Conquest (SukunaXReader) (series) by JellyBelly531 on ao3 [I can't say anything on this series here, except, to request you to read this— provided you're fine with the tags and warnings the author has given. This is an absolute delight for those who love Trueform!Sukuna set in a canon-y historical backdrop. A 200% masterpiece, I'm tellin' ya! :))]

⇌ Sukuna with reader whos just dumb (hcs) by @poe-daydreams on tumblr [Humor, Fluff, Humor, Fluff, Humor— Comedy at its finest :D]

⇌ rhymes (oneshot) by @tender-rosiey on tumblr [Tooth-rotting fluff ft. Dad!Sukuna and his adorably menacing attitude xDD]

⇌ Tribe leader/Viking Sukuna (hcs) by @yuujispinkhair on tumblr [Terrifying 'Kuna + Charming 'Kuna + Protective 'Kuna + Soft 'Kuna + Husband 'Kuna + Dad 'Kuna— what more do you need, hmmm? ^_^]

⇌ Black Magic (twoshot) by sukirichi on ao3 [Arranged Marriage with Enemies-to-Lovers dynamics and Scary™️ Househusband 'Kuna— an ALL TIME FAVOURITE FIC of mine, for sure ^_^]

⇌ Little Monster (oneshot belonging to a series) by @lemonlover1110 on tumblr [A sweet combination of the tropes: Dad!Sukuna & Sukuna being Sukuna. I really love the way 'Kuna is in-character in this fic :))]

⇌ to satiate, seduce, and to sin. (oneshot) by @poe-daydreams on tumblr [For the twisted-yet-loving!Sukuna fuckers lovers like me ;)]

⇌ To the end (7 chapters) by @yuujispinkhair on tumblr [One Of THE very best Zombie Apocalypse AUs I've ever read. Please keep tissues close to you for the sad tears, then the happy tears. I ugly-cried while reading this, no kidding :))]

⇌ 7/11 (oneshot) by astreaborn on ao3 [Perfect way to lift your spirits, if you're ever feeling down. The characterizations are so well written... Just go read it, please. You will not regret it— I'm 10^10 times sure of this!! :))]

⇌ "make me (yours)." (oneshot) by @ancient-vivarium on tumblr [Age gap romance with rich older bf!Sukuna, ft. slow burn, fluff and SPICE— this is what one should call GIRL BREAKFAST, LUNCH & DINNER! ;DD]

[hyukalyptus]

sexting w txt hcs

oooohhh interesting....

cw. sexting, pet names, fem reader, everything is implied, nothing rly happens, sendng nudes/audios, cunnilingus, masturbation.

yeonjun - he's already rly flirty over text anyway, like thinkin of how good u tasted this morning... or miss your lips baby.... but then when y'all are far apart for a few days, especially if ur in different time zones, he'd have full blown, cumming in his hand sex w u over text. and omfg the nudes this man would send......he'd send them at the worst possible times, making u tingle while at ur desk job or while ur on the train. and honestly, could see him writing corny lil poems, confessing his love for u in response to seeing ur tits.

soob - i feel like he's pretty subtle, only happens every once in a while when its straight up sexting ykwim? BUT i can see him recording voice memos of him cumming in the shower and sending them to you with a miss u sm baby... and his little GIGGLES omfg. and i think he'd ask u for nudes a lot and always has the cutest reactions, like that's my girl....thank u my love

beomgyu - silly, fun sexting. like can i see ur bewbs babe pls? but his nudes would be amazing. the lighting, the framing, omg he's such a picky bitch about how his nudes would look. i could see him being the type to make u cum from just his texts while he's like getting his hair done. he's about to go on stage but ur in ur living room w ur hand in ur panties.

tae - oooohhh soo complimentary omfg. more so like,, making love you u over the phone ? like baby, u mean so much to me and i'm gonna prove it to you tonight. or i hope you know how beautiful you are. do i need to show you with my cock when i get home? or i feel so close to you when my arms are wrapped around u and ur wraped around my cock <3

hueningkai!! - ugh omfg, i feel like he'd be a little awkward with it at first, not rly sure what to say, but then get suuuper confident and sends u dirty shit all day long. some are artfully crafted like i crave exploring every inch of you until there’s nothing left but us, bare and breathless in the dark. and some are lewd and basic like, can't wait to fuck you, lovey dove <3

[thecollectionoffanfics]

hi…. could i perhaps request a small one shot in which sebastian immediately develops a crush on some poor diver who just crawled through his vent?

yeah of course!

It was a slow day in Sebastian's shop and Sebastian was feeling quite bored. "Where's the next Expendable?" He wonders out loud. That's when you come in, wondering what Sebastian had in stock. After a few moments, you chose what you wanted, paying and leaving without a word.

"Wait wait wait. Hold up. You're just leaving without saying anything?" He blocked off the exit with his tail. "That's quite rude you know?"

You he frowns. "Oh right, my bad." You spoke, feeling rather embarrassed. "You Expendables and your rudeness." He huffs jokingly.

"I uhh bought what I needed so can I go now?" He nods, uncovering the vent. You smile softly at him before waving bye. You exited the vent. "Before you go, the keycard's on the table." Oh right, the keycard!

How could you forget about that? You enter the shop again, grabbing the keycard, and then leaving again. Once you were gone, Sebastian felt miserable. He caught feelings for you. He felt upset that you left. He wish you'd stay.

Unfortunately he knows you had to find the crystal to grant yourself freedom. He can't help but feel sad that if you'd stay, you'd be risking you PDG to go off, thus killing you instantly. He hated that thought. He hated Urbanshade just throwing innocent people in prison only to be thrown into the Hadal Blacksite to be killed by god knows what lurks down here. After a few moments of sulking, he decided to follow you.

Hi sorry this took sooooo long TwT. My lack of motivation is killing me but I finally finished this at almost 2 AM my time. I'm gonna start putting pics of Sebastian on my fics so stay tuned for that :•>

Divider by @/cafekitsune

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

solomon couldn't stand your pact marks.

well, no, that wasn't the right way to put it. he was proud, even jealous of your pacts. they were one of the many admirable things about you! he just hated... looking at them. he knew what other people thought when they saw them.

when one would see those marks on your skin for the first time, they would be able to get a glimpse at your relationship with the brothers. one of trust and respect, gathered from just a glance. meanwhile, one would have to be told about his and your relationship. one look at you couldn't decipher all the time you two have shared together, filled with chatting between classes, practicing magic for hours, and endless love.

at first, solomon tried to mitigate this with his own marks upon your skin. wearing lipstick as he placed a kiss on your neck, a few stray bite marks from your time together at night. but those, while fun, were temporary. and solomon needed something permanent.

why not a ring?

(Hope you don't mind me adding on, anon. Thank you for the delicious meal! Literally so honored to read your beautiful work! 🥹)

Getting the ring was the easy part. Getting you away from the brothers long enough to propose...was not.

The lengths Solomon went through to be able to have a private moment with you might put him in a record book as the three realms' most whipped man. With the mask of his "shady" persona secured, he lets his silver tongue weave him through these seven obstacles, the sin of each dripping from it with only you on his mind.

Swallowing his pride, breathing in greed, spitting out envy...his wrath, lust, gluttony, and sloth. A vicious rinse, repeat until he's either buttered them up or grated them down until they finally gave in. But he did it. With the day cleared of any interruptions, his plans were set in motion.

He decides to have a redo of your very first date, flying you up and walking in the sky amongst the stars. It's just the two of you against the ever inky black sky of the Devildom, a place that has become synonymous with your presence. Only this time, there are no surprise gales, no surprise drones -- just the surprise of a velvet heart-shaped box in the inside pocket of his coat.

Solomon brings up fond memories of your time together as you both near the spot he's picked to pop the question. He's filled with a giddy glee that soon you'll have something that binds you to him, something to show the world you're his.

Still, there's a little voice in the back of his head reminding him that you could say no. That perhaps he's not worthy. Does he deserve to have matching rings adorned on his and your fingers forevermore? Does he dare stand by your side as your equal when you are, in fact, so far above him?

He decides it's best not to dwell on such thoughts as this is meant to be a happy occasion, as long as all goes well.

Your feet touch the ground once he lowers you both on top of a cliff that overlooks the Devildom, the moon hanging brightly above. As you take in the magnificent sight, he lowers himself on one knee behind you, waiting with bated breath for you to turn on your own volition.

The moment you do, he knows he'll have to keep this memory stored away with his magic, just staring in awe. The moon is angled just right that it shines right behind your head like a halo. Your eyes are as wide as saucers while your jaw is slacked. With the way you look, he truly wonders if he's in the Celestial Realm.

Nervously, Solomon begins his improvised speech after clearing his throat, "my dearest apprentice, it is with great honor that I'm knelt before you tonight. I have dreamt of this moment more than I'd care to admit, yet I never thought it'd come true. But here I am, willing to give you all of me, if you're willing to give me all of you. You are the sun to my moon, the air in my lungs, the very reason why I believe I've lived so long. I was always meant to find you and work side by side to protect the human realm together. And most importantly, to love you. So, please do this old sorcerer a favor...by marrying me..."

He pulls out the ring box, opening it to offer you the ring within. The blessed box is shaking as he trembles, waiting patiently for your answer.

Happy tears spring from his eyes once you say, "yes." The ring is carefully slipped onto your finger, and a single word comes to Solomon's mind.

Mine.

[eyesxxyou]

Well with that said!

Do you think hobie has a breeding link? -🐈‍⬛

I think Hobie has a breeding kink but there's something very gentle about it. I think generally Hobie is gentle-natured and isn't all that aggressive, especially when it comes to things he wants to keep around. That's not to say he won't resort to violence if need be. In his eyes violence isn't THE answer but one of many.

Back to topic, Hobie is very tender about his breeding kink. He'll murmur and babble in your ear about how pretty you'd look all swollen and pregnant with his child, how'd you make such a great parent. He'll fuck you until he's overstimulated and pussy drunk, leaving load after load of his cum in you in an attempt to make it a reality. But you make him feel that way, cunt so good he wants to make an earnest attempt that starting a family.

"ya gonna be such a good mum/dad, doll." His hands grasp the backs of your thighs and press them further into you chest. He shudders with his second orgasm, his hips still rutting into the mess he's made of your pussy. "'m gonna make sure ya nice and taken care of. Would't'cha like tha?" His hips stroke against yours as he pushes his cock deep into you and leaves the last spurts of cum just against your cervix. He'd lean down and kiss you softly muttering g against your lips. "I'mma take care of you and ou' lil' one."

Don't let him get too far into it if you're not actually ready to have children because he'll make good on his promise if you don't. Next thing you know you've got a steadily growing baby bump and Hobie's busy raving over it to anyone and everyone who will listen.

[dankmaths]

I'm like 90% sure if I don't get more of your ghost au I may just implode so like 🥺👉👈

not necessarily my AU but i ended up drawing smth based on a scene from @novethegreat's fic, "In Love With A Ghost". ooohhhh you wanna read it so bad ooooohh

+more google doc delusions ive had in my head for a long time and havent been possessed to draw under the cut please work god please

i like to think once yosuke gets over the whole undead roommate thing he starts to feel bad for leaving yu at home all day. (like a pet dog.....) so at some point he invites chie and yukiko over. maybe it’s a study session. but at first yukiko can’t make it so it’s just chie. yosuke tells yu to stay put in the room since chie is scared of ghosts (just like yosuke she’ll never admit it though lol). chie says that she and yukiko have been working on a new recipe and offers to cook which yosuke shoots down Very quickly, offering to cook himself, since a "friend" of his has been teaching him-- he very conveniently leaves out the whole undead roommate thing. but when he’s preparing the food he accidentally cuts his finger. yu forgets what he’s told and rushes through the walls into the kitchen scaring chie on accident.

yosuke: OW shit

yu: (phasing through the wall) yosuke! are you ok?

chie: yosuke! are youuuuuuUUUUAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH

yukiko, the occult lover, is unable to see/hear ghosts… but when she hears abt "OHHH HANAMURAS APT IS HAUNTED ITS SO SCARY ITS AWFUL!!! i mean the ghost didnt kill me or anything he was actually pretty polite but its AWFUL!!!!!!" from chie, she gets sooo excited and begs yosuke to invite her over (for the ghost obviously not for yosuke. which is a bit of a blow to his ego LOL). and she comes in with a ouija board so she can talk to yu

yukiko: so. where is it?

yosuke: his name is yu. damn, not even a hello.

yukiko: well, where is he?

yosuke: …right over there.

yu tries to play along bc he thinks its fun, to yosukes exasperation. however he has trouble staying solid for very long so it takes foreverrrrr. but basically i think yu and yukiko writing each other notes to communicate like point blank pen pals would be cute… also when the others are around who can hear yu, playing telephone with what he says to yukiko and fucking it up (on accident OR on purpose) would be rly funny

[thisismeracing]

dom!mick + smut + vibrator if you’re still taking blurbs ;)

Vibrator | MS47

⸺ the one where Mick decides to try something new in bed. ✓ nsfw. dirty talk. graphic description of sex. p in v. no protection. use of toys. edging. +18!! Minors DNI!!!.

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The frantic snaps of Mick's body against Yn's pushing and pulling his cock from her wet entrance did not match the soft way in which he pressed the vibrator against her clit which only seemed to add to the sensations.

"Mick-" she whimpered and his lips tugged upwards in a smirk.

One of his hands was holding her wrists together on top of the cushions, while the other used the toy as he pleased. He was playing one of his favorite games: to edge Yn, make her twist and whimper, beg to finally cum. And he loved to do it because it seemed as if she came harder each time.

"I'm gonna turn the vibrations up," he threatened in a mutter, biting his lips to keep his smirk from showing.

"I-I'm sorry. Sir. I'm sorry, Sir," Yn corrected, trying to keep her hips from shying away from his ministrations.

"Good. Be a good girl, and I'll let you come," he whispered, slowing down his thrusts just when he felt her cunt squeeze his dick, almost ready to tip over the edge and cum.

She kept from complaining and crying by kissing and licking his neck, sinking her teeth in his skin. Mick couldn't help but snap his hip, and moan on her ear, dropping the vibrator and letting all his control go over the window.

"Please, sir," she begged, knowing she would get what she wanted in a matter of minutes.

"Pull my hair," he commanded, before finally releasing her wrists. "And, Liebling?" Mick's ocean eyes found her, a darker tone around his irises, "you only come when I tell you to, got it?"

He was giving, but oh wasn't he also taking.

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[samonroegf]

Hey babes, i didn’t see this in your rules so you can ignore if you want. But could you please do cockwarming while making out with Sam. Like reader try’s to move but forces them to stay still x

if it's not in my do not request then its probably fine <3

you probably got all whiny, and he didn't want to hear it. so he let you slowly inch down on his length. sliding your panties to the side, and not even prepping you, poor thing :( the stretch is painful, and oh so filling you up.

the rings of his fingers bite into the skin of your waist as he holds you still. he pretends to be watching the film, holding you in place.

“stay still princess, ‘m trying to watch this.” he'd grumble. but sam is impatient, doesn't take long before he's holding you against him. buried to the hilt, and starts fucking up into you. letting curses fall from his chapped, pink lips and you whine, falling undone above him. the sight makes him feel powerful, loving how you let him touch you.

he'd get tired of this quickly, flipping the two of you over, so he can properly fuck you. loving the sight of ruining you.

“such a little whore f’me aren't ya? look so pretty like this?” his words are slurred from pleasure, trying not to cum before you.

lost in how his cock was bullying your cunt, you just dumbly nod and whine out to him, “please, please, let me cum, sammy, please?" you begged and he almost lost it.

“yeah, baby cum for me.” he loved how sweet and lost you became when you came, your orgasm washing over you in waves while he let himself cum in you.

[necrotic-nephilim]

bruce and alfred: *thinking they managed to tag team jason into staying the night at the manor* 🤡

tim: *just existing as tantalizing eye candy for jason* 😒

jason: 😏

help i love this i'm cackling-

i think it's funnier if Tim also doesn't know and half the fun for Jason is getting to stare down Tim and make Tim wonder what on earth is going through Jason's head. he'd probably assume it's an intimidation tactic, or Jason thinking about all the ways he wants to kill Tim. it's delightful miscommunication of Tim being wary around Jason, always expecting a fight. and Jason damn well knows it, but he does nothing to correct Tim's assumption. He likes seeing Tim tense and ready to throw hands at a moment's notice. Jason just likes seeing what Tim is capable of, knowing how dangerous the little rich kid is. he wants to see how long he can stare before Tim breaks and asks him what his problem is.

and of course, Bruce, Alfred, and Dick are obvious. Cass is curious but not interfering because she just wants to see where this goes. Bruce is so caught up in the happiness of Jason finally playing nice for once pulling his punches and being willing to listen to Bruce that he's overlooking the obvious tension. Jason hasn't actually hurt Tim yet, so Bruce can't get mad for a little staring. he reminds Tim to just not sink to Jason's level.

when Tim does break and he does call Jason out for it, Jason just makes a lewd comment. just to throw Tim off and see how Tim reacts. it sends Tim sputtering and doubting Jason. he calls Jason's bluff and well. we all know how that ends.

[dollyyun]

oop- just read ur idea abt 1-800-hot-n-fun and i gotta say ur cooking there…👩‍🍳

-💫

oohh it’s gonna be filthy and toxic📯📯📯📯📯cooking may take me weeks but trust i’ll deliver🙏🏻 anyways, wanna see sumn🤭

[velvetwyrme]

ig that this ask sounds really random but I wanted to ask if you’ve read htsan fic “It’s just a game” on ao3…

if not I highly recommend it.

hullo! i have actually! i enjoyed it- the premise and execution of it being a CYOA sorta deal was so fun!

but it has been... uh. a while since i read it, and apparently its updated a ton??? so. im gonna go read it again and catch up on all the new stuff :D!

[ham1lton]

i had this thought while watching lewis edits on tiktok (🫣🤭) but it’s actually so funny how many singers lewis has ‘dated’ - i know any version of yn is in the car like am i supposed to stop listening to songs i like bc of your trail of exes around the world??? 😐 just plug your ears

i love shakira sorry. her songs slap. the pussycat dolls also had some bangers. also allegedly lewis dated thee rihanna. like idc i’d still bang her tunes in the car.

assistant!yn coming to pick lewis up with sunglasses, roscoe in the passenger seat and blasting ‘umbrella’: it’s rihanna bitch!

lewis:

lewis, walking in to yn’s office: hey yn! can you help me with my laptop?-

engineer!yn with her speaker playing ‘stickwitu’ but the pussycat dolls: oh sorry lewis!! didn’t see you there! this song is just soo good. got caught up! what’s up with your laptop?

lewis:

lewis, walking into stylist!yn’s studio: it feels like everyone is playing my ex girlfriends’ music. it’s so weird-

stylist!yn blasting shakira and singing as she pins some clothes: WHENEVER WHEREVER WE’RE MEANT TOOO BE TOGETHERRRER

lewis:

[hyukalyptus]

can you rate txts pull out game? 🤭🤭

lmao fun!

cw. unprotected sex (use condoms y'all!), accidentally cumming inside reader, just silly thoughts really.

yj - i think he usually gets it right tbh, maybe the occasional oopsies, i can see him forgetting if he has a condom on and having an internal conflict while he cums inside u like oh shit, do i have one on ?? 😦 and no. no he doesn't. when he does tho, loves cumming on ur ass more than anywhere else (except inside u)

soob - ngl i think he's pretty consistent, which i feel like is gonna be an unpopular opinion. just loves creampies more than anything but doesn't want a kid like at all rn (ikik he's dad!coded but whatever idc) so he's mastered it. loves cumming on ur tits, so missionary is a fave.

beom - literally gets it wrong every time. never gets the timing right. always thinking he's got a bit more time left but never does. he just hopes he's lucky and nothing happens. the one time every few months he does get it right tho, its on ur ass.

tae - pretty good, similar to yj, but less anxious about it ig, like if it happens, it happens. i don't think he minds where he cums honestly, ass, tits, tummy, face, back, i dont think he gives a fuck, just loves painting you.

kai - 50/50, like pretty good. he generally tries, but he's not a pro but definitely doesn't fail every time tho. obviously loves cumming on ur tummy, maybe even smears it a bit just to slide his hand across ur stomach for a while.

[definitelynotshouting]

Can you tell us something about Martyn or Scott in your hunger au? Completely your choice on what, I just want to see what they’re like in your au

[A COMM CALL; QUIET SPEECH FILTERED THROUGH LOW CRACKLES OF STATIC]

MARTYN

I'm not gonna lie, I didn't actually expect you to help them.

SCOTT

[A RUSTLE]

Why not? It's not like I had to do anything, really. Just— point them in the right direction and, I dunno, let them sort it out.

MARTYN

[Dryly] Yeah. I guess I just thought you'd be more... angry.

SCOTT

Me? I'm not— I wouldn't say I'm angry. Why, are you angry?

MARTYN

[SLIGHT PAUSE]

...

Y'know, that's hard to say. I don't think I'm not angry, but I'm not, like... actively mad, either?

SCOTT

Well, there you go, then. It's about the same for me, not much else to it.

MARTYN

...

Fair 'nough, I suppose.

SCOTT

Honestly, I'm surprised you're not more angry, considering all your— y'know, stuff.

MARTYN

What, just 'cause I knew Grian way back when?

SCOTT

Well yeah, obviously. You've known each other for a long time.

MARTYN

Have we? I'm not so sure anymore.

...

[Almost speaking to himself] He's felt weird for a while now, ever since he came back from Evo.

SCOTT

What's that supposed to mean?

MARTYN

Call it a hunch. I dunno, but he just feels— off. Wrong. Different? I can't put my finger on it.

[RUSTLE OF FABRIC, AS IF FROM A SHRUG]

Or— well, he did. Not like I've seen him around in a while.

SCOTT

[HUFF OF LAUGHTER]

Your superpower is freaky, Martyn, did you know that?

MARTYN

So you keep telling me.

[Teasingly] BigB thinks it's cool, though, so I don't give a damn what you have to say.

SCOTT

[Audible smile] BigB's got the superior opinion, yes, of course.

[A PAUSE]

MARTYN

...

So have you had any news yet? About if they've found him or not?

SCOTT

[With some surprise] You really want to know?

MARTYN

Yeah, man, tell me. He's still— I mean, I guess friend's a strong word now, but I still care.

SCOTT

Um, yeah, Jimmy said—

Hm.

...

MARTYN

[SMALL INCREDULOUS NOISE]

Jimmy said, did he?

SCOTT

I'm not sure why you're surprised. We do still talk, y'know.

MARTYN

Oh yeah, just— wasn't sure, is all, what with the whole— y'know, after the whole ranchers thing.

SCOTT

[Stiffly] Jimmy is... look, just because he has a boyfriend now who isn't me doesn't mean we can't whisper sometimes. Also, this is like, one of the least romantic topics you could ever talk about, so—

MARTYN

[BARK OF LAUGHTER]

God. Tell me about it.

SCOTT

Well I would, but you're too busy trying to interrogate me about Jimmy. I've got better things to do than sit here and pine, y'know?

[BRIEF SILENCE]

MARTYN

So, they found him?

...

[Press X to doubt] Right.

SCOTT

[LOW SIGH]

Yeah, they found him. Tango told Jimmy, who then told me; a bit of he said, she said...

He's in pretty rough shape.

MARTYN

[SMALL SCOFF]

That so?

SCOTT

According to Tango, yeah. Look, I didn't ask for any details, don't shoot the messenger. All I know is Jimmy said he's really sick.

MARTYN

[Wearily] Yeah, that sounds just like him. Goes haring off into the— the bloody sunset and comes back wrong immediately after. That's great.

[Slightly more upbeat] Cool, man, well— thanks for keeping me updated. I 'ppreciate it. Good luck with Tim.

SCOTT

[A LONGER SIGH]

I don't nee—

[ANOTHER PAUSE]

Okay, yes, yeah. I'll keep you up to date as best I can.

MARTYN

Maybe whisper Tango directly while you're at it. Cheers, Scott.

SCOTT

Mhm. See you around, Martyn.

[CLICK]