#Twink Magnet

[ilovebeatingmywife]

Bro everyday at school genesister tells me I look like a twink

you do bro I make friends with twinks i have so many friends who are twinks im lowkey afraid

[alphalosophy-official]

We call it, the "Twink Magnet". #justSayin

[thesesoldierboysarebi]

TF141 Types of Men they like Most (all of them are bi)

Ghost: looks-wise, he likes two types: a man who can keep up with him athletically— in other words, a fellow soldier— or a twink. He can’t resist a skinny academic type. I hc that this is because his first boy crush in secondary school was this adorable nerdy kid with big oversized glasses who tutored him in English and history. You never forget your first crush. As for personality, Ghost likes a man who’s gonna be a bit of a shit to him. Annoy him. Call him on his bluff! It’s good for him. But he also likes a sweet man, sweet and nerdy like his first crush. Maybe he’s just a nerd lover, who knows.

Soap: Johnny, like the rest of his squad, is never ever going to beat the allegations of blue collar/soldier men being attracted to alt/punk/goth types. So he tends to fiend over quiet, sultry type of men. He’s fine with them being bigger or smaller, but Emo and goth guys can Get It. Tragically, however, Soap’s only so far been able to successfully take home fellow gym rats. But he has hope! As for personality, well. He likes the more quiet and introverted type of guys to contrast with his loud, boisterous personality. But he won’t say no to a fellow sunshine boy.

Price: he realized quite late in his life that he was bisexual, so he’s had quite an exploratory period to try and determine what kind of men he likes. Generally speaking, he tends to veer towards fellow bears and older gentlemen, because he’s a little concerned about just how many twenty-something twinks and femboys he attracts, like a fucking porch light attracting moths. It’s ridiculous to watch when he steps into the gay bars. He’s flattered, boys! But he doesn’t want to date anyone more than eight years under his age. However, he has dated a young artist and goth or two. Physically wise, he likes someone shorter than him because he likes being the Strong One in a relationship. Personality? Same as with women, someone emotionally mature and kind who knows what he wants. And maybe mouths off to him to he can do some brat taming.

Gaz: oh, Gaz loves a himbo. He watched the Disney Hercules at a tender age and that Wonder Boy has lived in his brain rent-free ever since. He also likes nerdy types, like Ghost, and their taste in men often aligns without realizing it. He just likes a sweet, kinda dumb guy. In fact, for a while, I hc that Gaz harbored a small crush on Soap for similar reasons— before it became clear that Johnny MacTavish was just a little too rambunctious for him to handle. But yes, Gaz likes a well-built guy, likes fellow soldiers, likes another guy he can geek out about favorite movies and shows together. For Gaz, it’s a little more comfortable for him to develop a friendship with a man before pursuing a relationship. However, on occasion, Gaz can and will fiend for a dilf the way he fiends for milfs.

[mindontheclouds]

i know it's probably the post race heat but oscar looks like he blushes and smiles shyly right after carlos entered the frame🤭🫵🏻

[sugarbear2001]

I need to speak about the way Sanji looks at Luffy in the kicthen sceen, like there is nothing straight about this. The boy just met him, and he is already whipped. Luffy is just that cute and charming he picks up every man he meets with ease.

[tropacant]

this was a wip I had started sometime last year, but never finished due to not really knowing what to do with it. originally, I really wanted to try and make them both have their usual body types- a bit more buff and broader shoulders- but after some time struggling to figure out the shapes, I gave up.

and, I’m pretty happy with the way it turned out, in a sort of ‘this was a joke drawing that turned out more like a meme’ kinda way. hence the title (I know neither of them really qualify as twinks in the show lol). but the vocaloid magnet meme has been around for as long as I can remember being on the internet for, and I thought Destiel would be one of the funniest ships to do the piece with (aside from maybe Crobby or smthn lmao)

[pummelingbat]

need to inform you that i am regrettably consumed by the meg/herbert agenda lately. in my mind they can be lezzie. they could be in yours, too, if you only let yourself be free.

[fujoshit-trashh]

Can someone explain me the Dark cacao x affogato cookie ship lore??? I missed/didn't reach this part of the story yet but i think they look cute together

i like him with Peach blossom too, and don't vibe with Pure Vanilla x Dark cacao yet, but i'm always open to new ships, and want to know more about they lores since i spend sometime without play.

if someone tell me more about these ships i'll be very grateful 🙏

[badlydrawn-brostrider]

Did dr.harley used to be a twink? If so you might be a twink magnet

BRO: What is it with y'all and twinks. Does everybody have to be a twink? Can they not be a twunk? A bear?? There is a whole ass spectrum, get creative at the very fuckin' least.

BRO: Last I saw that old man I was still scraggly 'n lanky, fresh outta my teens. The bastard was a goddamn mountain compared to me and that's sayin' somethin'. He's been out and about adventurin' and explorin' his whole life, I highly doubt he's what y'all envision when ya think 'twink'.

BRO: And I ain't one either, no matter what certain individuals say. Do I have to tell y'all to go outside 'n touch some grass again?

[deathbypufferfish]

Just took Miyu and Oscar sim spice....plus... Barry. I do not think I am allowed to post this my god

[fingertipsmp3]

I fear I might be getting into star wars

[silverstarssart]

Edwin the harem protagonist is collecting bitches left and right like pokemon. They saw a repressed Edwardian twink and said "I wanna be under that" and honestly good for them.

Twink magnet for lonely cats, crows, and nonbinary hoes

[fizzyphobia]

twink magnet

[ptej1980]

We see what we see….

This is my first post so if you are not a Lukola, on the ship, and believe in end game my blog may not be for you.

Bit of background…I am an Aussie Lukola, and have been on the ship since the first interview dropped in 2024. I got hooked on their energy and their chemistry, the way they spoke about each other and how they looked at each other.

I don’t like to be hand fed information, I like to do my own research, and if you have a gut instinct that something is not right, it probably isn’t.

Throughout this whole cruise 🚢 I have never gotten off the ship. There has been no point. We see what we see and what we have seen can not be matched.

Rumors

Luke and Antonia (twerk)

Antonia has been known in the fandom by many names, twerk/tink/lettuce🐜 she first appeared on the scene as a friend of a friend, Jack Vine. He is someone who is very close to Luke. There are pics and rumors that they may be connected romantically. But…who knows. She started to pop up with Luke, well I am sure you know the rest. We have random pics of L&A together, no real PDA, unless you count life guard Luke where he looks like he is holding a smelly baby. To this day, no confirmation, purely speculation, random pasta pics and all connection has been scrubbed from social media. IMO they were never in a relationship, she was just a friend of a friend that he was helping out, which turned sour after papgate.

Nic and JD (twink)

JD is affectionately called twink by his friends on SM. It is not an offensive term, it was coined by artist Troy Sivan, meaning young good looking gay man. I am just stating facts. Nic and JD have been friends since they met at the RN premier. The two of them have not only been papped constantly, but have also shared pics together with their friends. They have also never confirmed a relationship, yet the magazines, social media and sub fandom have confirmed the rumor for them, labeling Jake as Nics boyfriend. JD and Nics friends time and time again have tried to correct the narrative and say it without actually saying it. I mean come on dancing around singing Pink pony club”. IMO if it looks like a bird, has feathers and flys it is probably a bird.

Now my favourite…..

Facts….

Luke and Nic

1. In Australia Luke drank, shared Nicola’s tea, ☕️ the journalist was asked about it, she commented and said “it is ok they are in love”. In Brazil Luke went to grab and share Nics spoon and Nic gives Luke her cup to drink from. In Italy 🐜 goes to hand Luke a drink and he looks like it is poison.

2. Nicola carried/carries a Polaroid of Luke on her phone case. We first saw it in Australia and continued all through to the summer. She even posted it in her End of year dump, posting her skims campaign

3. These 2 had no end of PDA, from holding hands to being human magnets, heart eyes, cuddling thigh touches, but pinching…the list goes on.

4. Both Nic and Luke were unhinged, sexual innuendo, being called out on a live interview in Australia on the first WT stop. It just kept escalating. I mean we all remember “the bridgerton ride”.

5 They broke a couch and did not hear cut in their intimacy scenes. They lounged together naked, the scenes were not choreographed and they both said it was they favourite scenes to film.

6. Nic designed a claudagh ring collection, which was articled to be a bespoke for season 3. The rings on the hands of the claudagh are very similar to that of Luke and Nicola has been wearing the rings in the committed position since the Galway premiere. Chupi also has the rings listed under the engagement section on their website

7 In Galway Luke met Nics mum in a PDA with a long hug that made Nic cry. He also spent time with her family, where her brother in law tried to get him drunk on Guinness.

8. Cast, crew and Journalists ship Nic and Luke. Most notably Ryan Wheeler, Shonda and Shondaland, their makeup artist ect.

I am sure I have missed some but this blog is getting long…..

Looking at all the facts and rumours, what do you think is the most likely ship? Lukola, Antluke or Jakola? It is not a hard question not really rocket science.

What I am getting at is never forget the facts, ignore all noise. We see what we see. Trust your gut, if you feel yourself spiral and walking the plank may I suggest emerse yourself in a good fan fic. The AO3 authors are fantastic writers and can be a great escape.

[alternate-real-ities]

Case Study: The Asian Flu

Subjects: Ethan (27, white, dark brown hair) and Liam (28, white, blonde hair), both wealthy twinks.

Exposure: Contracted the Asian Flu while vacationing together at an exclusive resort with a communal pool.

Incubation Period: Approximately 1 day.

Pre-Transformation Appearance:

Symptoms & Progression:

Hour 0-6:

Ethan complained of mild fatigue. Liam felt slightly flushed.

Both developed a light sheen of sweat, more than usual in the warm weather.

Hour 12:

Ethan and Liam started feeling rejuvenated but with increased body heat.

They decided to hit the resort's gym before dinner, an unusual choice for them.

Hour 18:

In the locker room, Ethan noticed his muscles starting to swell. Liam's skin tone began to subtly change.

Both men experienced a sudden surge in confidence and outgoingness, striking up conversations with other male guests.

In mere minutes, Ethan and Liam transformed into brawny, hung Asian gym rats before the wide-eyed stares of onlookers. Their personality shifts were even more striking: outgoing, cocky, and utterly shameless in their flirtations. The 2 newly minted bros took this as a green light to fondle and tease every man in sight, driven by an insatiable urge to spread their "blessings".

Post-Transformation Appearance:

New Behaviour & Effects:

Ethan and Liam started flirting aggressively with other men, their newfound charisma making them magnets for attention.

They flexed and showed off their bodies at every opportunity, seemingly compelled to spread the virus through close contact.

Both men exhibited heightened sexual arousal and a strong, musky scent wafting from their sweat, a likely carrier of the Asian Flu.

The Asian Flu's random and varied effects on victims continue to baffle scientists, as seen in this case study. The high transmissibility rate among males in close proximity suggests social gatherings may inadvertently act as breeding grounds for the virus. Efforts to understand and treat it are ongoing.

Virus Spread:

Ethan and Liam's outgoing behavior led them to "accidentally" brush up against numerous male guests throughout the evening.

By the next morning, several other men at the resort had begun showing early symptoms of the Asian Flu. Ethan and Liam remained oblivious to their role in its spread.

Despite frantic efforts to quarantine and study affected individuals, the Asian Flu's unpredictable incubation period thwarts containment attempts. Some victims transform instantaneously while others take days.

As authorities scramble for a cure, one thing is clear: the world will never be the same now that an army of insatiable, muscle-bound Asian hotties roams free, intent on spreading their "love" far and wide. Stay safe out there - and maybe invest in some quality earplugs, those locker room grunts won't muffle themselves!

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[sobbingscripter]

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"Oh look who it is! Batman." Klarion's head lolls, inky bangs coming to a tapered point right between perfectly arched brows and there's a boyish gleam that dons his features

"I see you've brought a girl and a homo with you."

"The call's coming from inside the house." Your voice breaks the ominous mood and Bruce's lips purse, before he glances towards you.

"Now's not the time for joke's, Crush."

"Ooh, Crush. How come I've never heard about Crush, hm? Why's your name Crush, Crush?" Klarion's actively goading you, onyx pools digging into you as Teekl circles his legs. Long, toned legs obscured by tailored dress pants, and the cat lets out a purr, tail curling around his calf.

"Crush here," Constantine places a hand on the crown of your head, your features obscured behind your domino mask, "she's gonna stick around 'ere, until you end your little... Chaos plague on Earth."0

"And her name's Crush, because— well, he'll find out, won't he, love?" The smile that dons John's features aren't the kind that should be worn by a man who's world is in turmoil, and even Bruce doesn't seem as bothered as he should.

"He'll find out." You affirm and like clockwork, Bruce and John disappears, a thick plume of smoke remaining in their spots. Although, it dissipates rather quickly.

And you're left alone with Klarion, eyes roving over him as you take in his features. Dark eyes framed by lashes that put your own to shame, sharp features and obsidian strands that form into devilish little horns at the top of his head.

But what really attracts you, is that lithe, twinky body that has you curling your index finger, bringing it to rest over your lips, eyes narrowing in thought.

Raw.

"And what are you supposed to do, hm? Annoy me to death?"

"Precisely."

"What?"

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"Stop touching things!" Klarion hisses, fists balled up at his side as you continue to touch various relics and books, moving things that shouldn't be moved and he's beginning to understand why Batman looked so... Relaxed.

He decided to fight chaos, with chaos.

And by the Heavens, you're so much worse than he could ever be.

Your mask discarded, expression so endearingly curious, even as you stick your finger in one of his little jars of oddities, goo clinging to your finger and bubbling just beneath the surface of the green.

"The slime burns."

"It's sentient sludge. Of course it burns."

Klarion handles you relatively well but there's no annoyance that quite prickles at his skin as Teekl brushes against your leg, tail curling affectionately and she looks up at you with an affectionate gaze.

"Teekl." Klarion hisses. "Tee— stop that at once. Don't fawn over the— release her, human!"

Klarion's about to get an ulcer at his youthful age, brows pinched into a scowling frown, lips twisted in distaste as he watches Teekl nestle into your arms, her head resting just beneath your chin. And you look at him with those wide, unsuspecting eyes before tutting the purring cat.

"So, when are you gonna introduce me to your parents?" Klarion's gaze is torn away from the striped ginger in your arms, to stare at you with a look of distaste. Ultimate dislike formed in under the span of an hour.

"What? I don't—"

"You know, because we're a thing now. Your cat already loves me."

"Human, 'loves' is a strong wor—"

"Are you gonna post me?"

"What does that even—"

"What are we?"

"Oh dear God."

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There's a looming silence that fills the wide expanse of the room, creaking floorboards and velvet lounges, bookshelves that cover the entire wall and a large window that overlooks an abyss Bruce warned you not to look into for too long.

The only sound being the purring of Teekl as she moves between the two of you, demanding pets. The gentle strokes of her fur that Klarion gives and the borderline chaotic and erratic way you scratch below her jowls, at the spot just above her tail and behind her ears.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" You question, staring at Klarion with narrowed eyes as Teekl's whiskers twitch against the side of your face.

"Like what?"

His arms are folded across his chest petulantly, dark eyes hard and smokey, brows creased and lips tugged downwards.

He looks... Hateful, if anything. He's begun to understand why you're called Crush.

You're crushing his spirit, his will to live. Everything.

"Like you're trying to get that witch boy bussy pounded."

"No, you imbecile. I'm not trying to have my 'witchboy bussy pounded'." Klarion scowls at you. "What does that even mean?"

"Why don't you come find out, twinky?"

You uncross your legs salaciously, before recrossing them again. And Klarion grimaces.

"You disgust me." He seethes.

"Then how come you haven't kill me yet?"

"Teekl doesn't want me to."

"Awwwww." You coo, looking down at the feline who's nestled so very comfortably against the slight pudge of your belly. "You're keeping me alive."

"She's regretting it, though." He hums. "You talk too much for her liking."

It's boring here.

You've counted the floorboards, you've counted the bricks, you've counted all of the suspicious jars. Even the ones with tiny bones in them. And still.

"Hogwart, what's gonna make you stop your chaos plague?" You question with an exhausted groan, glancing at him with sleepy eyes, brows furrowed into a frown.

Klarion looks... Frustrated with your presence. But he's enjoying the show of the rather thin tank top that you've stripped yourself to.

"The more you ask, the longer I am going to take. It's a simple concept, mortal."

And you let out a huff, shifting on the sofa and Teekl simply nestles herself in the dip of your spine, body warm and stretched leisurely.

And Klarion has to admit that it's rather... Lovely seeing how much his familiar seems to adore you. Even if he can't stand the way you're so infuriatingly talkative.

"Then are you gonna get rid of your boner any time soon?"

Your question snaps Klarion from his reverie and he glances at you curiously, head tilting in somewhat confusion. And you let out a breath. John warned you about his vocabulary. As prim and proper as can be.

"Your... Erection." You repeat, and he glances towards his lap, before staring back at you. And slowly, Klarion's thigh moves to hide the tent that you have no idea how long it's been there, but he's crossing his legs and looking at you like you've taken his honour.

"Pervert." He hisses.

And you lift yourself up on your elbows, fingers interlaced. "How am I the pervert when you've been sitting with an erection for God knows how long?"

"A decent person wouldn't bring it up."

"A decent person wouldn't have had anything to bring up."

"Well, who said I'm decent, hm?"

And you let out a breath.

"Just get rid of it, please. It's literally, just there."

And there's a deafening silence, lips pursing and Klarion's gaze lowers to where a magic circle rests on the floor. Glowing and revealing pieces of the chaos on Earth and he clears his throat.

"I am... Unaware as to how."

"Have you never..."

"It's never occured before." He huffs, arms crossing over his chest.

"Are you going through puberty?"

"No. I've gone through that already. This is just..." His gaze lifts to the ceiling as he thinks. "Visual stimulation related."

And your lips purse but you don't say anything, simply shifting a bit higher on the sofa, until your chest is pushed up by the armrest and your pendant dangles in the valley of your breasts. And you watch Klarion as he tries to not look.

"You know...." You trail off, pouty lips pursing.

"If you help me, I'll end the chaos on Earth."

"Deal. But make the cat go somewhere."

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Klarion's breath stutters in his throat, nails digging into your thigh as he glances down, watching your hand with hazy eyes as you fist his cock.

You watch as translucent beads of precum roll down his flushed length, coating your hand and you use it, stroking him slowly. And Klarion swallows hard. Bottom lip wedged between perfect teeth, pointy canines biting into the plump flesh and he lets out a stuttering sound when you brush your thumb along his leaky tip. Mushroom-y head flushing a rosier hue at the attention.

"Oh..." Klarion murmurs softly, brows bunching and his hips twitch when you grasp his base just a bit tighter, increasing your grip the closer you get to his tip. And he doesn't fight the urge to sigh, embarassment causing his cheeks to further flush but he doesn't imitate pride, instead, hiding his blushing face against the curve of your neck.

"Is it good?" You murmur softly, shifting a bit closer to Klarion's side and he simply nods, pointy fangs ghosting over the sensitive skin of your neck with each open-mouthed breath that leaves him. Hot air fans over your skin, his fingers digging into your flesh and his cock twitches in your hand.

And you take the time to admire it, because in all honesty, Klarion can act the way he does.

Long enough for both your hands to fist him, not even directly from the base, but still have his blushing tip poking out, the kind of girth you wouldn't assume would come from someone of his stature and you mumble, almost under your breath.

"You can afford to act the way you do."

And he lets out a breathy laugh that turns into a moan when you drag the soft, delicate pad of your middle finger over his weeping slit. Back and forth, back and forth, and Klarion can feel his toes curl in his boots.

His fingers flex, his free hand moving to wrap around your hand, urging you to go just a bit faster. Although, you don't let him control your pace, the lewd and slow *shlick shlick* sounds have your brain going into overdrive. Especially when it's paired with those breathy, and girlish sighs that leave his lips.

And Klarion pulls back, looking down at you with just a few inches above you, and his hand moves further up your thigh.

Dark eyes scan your face for a semblance of discomfort at his actions but the moan Klarion let's out when you part your thighs, is...

It's like a symphony. Hearing the way his voice cracks, a shaky breath leaving him as he palms your pussy through your pants, the cargo-y fabric doing nothing to dim the heat of your cunt.

"You're so warm..." Klarion breathes out softly, brows knitting into a frown and he paws at you, almost desperately. But his movements are clumsy, and uncoordinated.

Your hand pumps his cock, your eyes flitting between his aching flesh and his half-lidded eyes, before he rests his forehead against your shoulder. Gaze downcast and focused on where your fist swallows his cock, tightly gripping him and sweetly milking him of the fat droplets of precum.

You can feel the way he twitches in your hand, cock leaking copiously and his hips struggle to remain still, and he bites his bottom lip, stifling whimpers that threaten to tear his pride to shreds.

There's a knot in his belly. Unfamiliar and so, so tightly wounded that it's almost painful, making him take those deep breaths that you could only see on the gravely injured, and he can feel that burn behind his abs.

It's scorching.

"You close?" You ask softly, lips ghosting over the shell of his ear and he nods his head weakly, face pressed into your shoulder.

You smell so nice. Like peace and easiness. Like a fresh bakery.

"Promise to end the chaos?" You gently remind Klarion of his promise and he nods, whimpering when your fingers drag along his frenulum.

"Promise. Just make me... —hah— feel good..."

You'd be lying if you said that voice crack didn't make your cunt leak a little bit and you shift from your seat, instead, kneeling between Klarion's spread thighs. And your hands move to spread them further, feeling the fabric of his pants beneath your palms and you look up at him through your lashes.

"You look so good on your knees."

Klarion's voice cracks as a pale hand finds its way to the crown of your head, slender digits sinking gingerly into the strands as he watches your lips part, slowly wrapping around his flushed tip.

Your eyes remained glued to his, even as your tongue flicks and curls around the ridge of his cock.

Your eyes. Long, fluttering lashes with an unwavering gaze. Metallic flecks in your iris that go so well; full, pouty lips and a warm, wet tongue.

Your mouth's so welcoming too. The way your cheeks hollow as your suckle at him, the way breaths leave your nose and Klarion can't take it anymore.

His eyes roll back, his fingers flex and a gasp tears him in half, as cum spurts, painting the soft and delicate tissues of your mouth pearlescent. You keep sucking, and he keeps whining, hips twitching and the slight overstimulation has his brain threatening to melt.

The floorboards begin to rattle with his undoing, the shelves begin to force things to clatter to the floor and you keep your eyes on his screwn up expression. Watching the way his brows twitch and frown, features flushing a deeper and rosier hue.

And your cheeks puff with each drop that you milk out of him, until he's spent, slumped in his seat, chest heaving and eyes fluttering open to meet your gaze.

And Klarion's hands find your hips as soon as you stand, pulling you onto his lap and his lips part, pink tongue exposed and you don't hesitate. Lips meeting his, and you push his cum back into his mouth, your tongue brushing against his, his digits digging into the fat of your ass and the way he grips you like a lifeline is hypnotic.

Eyes shut, whines and groans being swallowed by your lips, your hand continuing to stroke his cock, milking him of sounds too.

And when you pull away, there's a string of cum and saliva connecting you, only broken once a portal opens in the centre of the room.

Looks like Earth's fixed.

And John steps out, coat rustling in the breeze and he brings his cigarette to his lips, before glancing at you. And with a nod of his head, you move Klarion's shirt to hide his shame and you lift yourself.

"Well, Copperfield, it was nice kn—"

You're cut off when Klarion's hand fists in your hair, tugging you back towards him and a force alone, pushing John back into his own portal.

And the air shifts.

Once Klarion's hand loosens from your hair, your first instinct is to look towards the window.

And where an endless and black abyss used to be, is a space, littered with clocks.

Oh shit.

"Stay a while." Klarion murmurs, arms wrapping around your waist, and his head dips, features pressed against the curve of your neck.

"We've got time."

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