#What if i turn him into a twunk ??

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Hi! Can I request Luka (Honkai Star Rail) x bottom male reader smut?

I just want to get pounded by that twunk boxer.

Luka - “Biggest Fan”

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Hey @thezboss, I'm all done with your ask! I tried my best to deliver what you asked for, but please keep in mind that this is my first time writing smut as well as writing Luka with the fact that I've never played ‘HSR’ on top of that. I’m relying solely on the wiki for this one; so it probably won't be all that great. Sorry in advance. This post was written in second-person and the lyrics quoted in this one are from the song “Paparazzi” by Lady Gaga.

Warnings → Reader's Gender isn't Mentioned in Specifics, But They're Called ‘Baby Boy’, This is Based in a More Modern Setting, Porn With a More Soft Plot (?), Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Mentioned Multiple Rounds, Dumbification, Overstimulation, Getting Caught and Mentions of Already Being Caught Multiple Times, Being Banned From Malls

Word Count: 1,164 words

                                                                                                   

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❝𝕴'𝖒 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕭𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝕱𝖆𝖓; 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕱𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕸𝖊-- 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~ 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝕹𝖔 𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗-- 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~!❞

. . .

It's not every day that you meet your idol in a public place. Well– meet isn't exactly the right word for it, bump into would fit much better in this case. And in such a case as this, it was literal.

“Oomph–!”  

You squeaked as your face hit a very sturdy and –dare you say it– deliciously muscular chest; a blur of pale gray and black clouds your vision as you accidentally dropped your bags from the impact.

A startled ‘Oh’ tickles your ears and causes you to look up from the mixed colors that swirled in your gaze; being met with the sight of someone wearing a baseball cap and face mask—. Wait a moment–! Is that who you think it is!? Holy fuck, it is! It's really him! Thee Luka; winner of the Belobog Boxing Championship!! 

You were practically vibrating in place; Luka, your idol and celebrity crush, was standing right before you! Never before have you been so close to him; you can even see the stitching of his ripped tank top from this distance. And you touched him–! With your face!! Your face was on his body!!!

“Ah– Wait a minute– I recognize you; you're always in the front row at my matches. You cheer the loudest.”  

The red-headed boxer chirps with enthusiasm as he extends his hand out and gives you a friendly ‘pat’ on the shoulder that causes you to lose your balance just slightly.

However, he was quick to steady you with the same hand and shot you a look of concern. The feeling of his thumb gently caressing the bare skin of your shoulder breaks you from your inner fanboying as you notice him looking deeply into your eyes. A fierce warmth takes over your face as you realize that you haven't said anything at all.

“I‐I'm– Yes! I mean– Y‐you– You're Luka!”  

You barely managed to squeak out before his large hand closed around your mouth and he frantically looked around in panic.

The raspberry-haired man chuckles softly –almost nervously– as he turns his gaze back to you and away from its previous place over his shoulder. His calloused hand still tightly clamped over your mouth; pressing your back into a nearby wall that was shadowed by the open floor balcony walkway of the second floor. Your body can only warm as your hands that rested against his sturdy chest out of reflex subtly feel the taller man up almost reflexively. Your fingers run between the seams between his pectoral and abdominals, they're deep and enchanting, and his torso is lined with plateaus of muscle.

“You like ‘em?”  

Luka almost groans out; he seems to have moved to almost cage you beneath him. Resting his forearms on the wall above your head, shading you from the mall's overhead fluorescent lights as he gazed at you with dark hooded eyes.

Your eyes shyly climb from his abdomen to his chest, then his neck, jaw, lips, and nose until they finally stop at his own blistering hot azure eyes. The boxer almost looked like a feral animal that was preparing itself to pounce. Pounce on you. Holy shit– your idol is looking at you like he wants to eat you, but, of course, you can't bring yourself to dislike it at all. I mean, who would? Somehow though, being lusted after by the man you practically dedicated a whole room in your house to made you feel a lot more confident.

“Mh– yeah, I like ‘em. Wanna feel ‘em without all this in the way; can I?”  

The whisper leaves your lips before you can even process that you're still in the mall, in public,  surrounded by strangers as you tug at his shirt with one hand and curl the fingers of the other around the belt that held his pants up. 

 Maybe that was how you ended up here– face pressed up against the bathroom stall as you're taken from behind.

 Then again, you can't remember too much anymore, only the sound of Luka's sexy groans and the feeling of his cock stirring your guts around with no rest in sight. You can't even remember when you started or how long you've been at it as your brain was practically soup at this point. Your stiff legs shook with overexertion; trembling and buckling under your body weight with each harsh thrust from behind you.

The sound of slurred whines bounced around in the echoey public restroom; you swear you can't even recognize that it's your voice until the boxer chuckles and makes a comment about it.

“Fu–uck, you're so cute, baby boy. Keep makin’ those sweet little sounds for me.”  

The raspberry-haired man groaned through gritted teeth; picking up the pace yet again and abusing your already ruined, puffy hole.

Amongst your sweet mewls and the boxer's pleasure groans, the faint sound of footsteps enters the bathroom and then abruptly pauses. The intruder stands rigid with shock as they hear the sloppy sounds of fornication and see the two pairs of feet and a small puddle of creamy liquid under the partition of the fourth stall. With a quiet ‘Oh my God’ they quickly leave with a boner straining in their pants and are met with a knowing glance from a few other mall shoppers outside the bathroom.

A broken moan rips from your throat as Luka takes a good handful of your hair and uses it as leverage to deliver more monstrous thrusts. The crisp sound of the skin of his hips ramming against the flesh of your ass steeped in the room; so loud that it could be heard from outside if someone was close enough. So deep, so rough, so hot; you felt like you were dying.

“No-oo mor-r-r-re!”  

Your lips trembled as you begged pathetically; tears poured from your eyes that were squeezed shut from the sheer ferocity of the man behind you. 

It was too much, it was just too much. This man is an animal! Did he expect you to be able to just walk home after this? To be able to stand? To even be coherent? One of your heavy arms limply hangs at your side, jolting and swaying with your body as you try to will it to reach for the locked stall door to no avail. There's no way this beast would let you go, he's still not satisfied.

“Oh, no baby, there's no stopping yet. Hah. You're my biggest fan, remember? I gotta give you the best of the best –ngh– as thanks for all of your support.”  

Luka grins against your nape; uncaring that the two of you will certainly be banned from this mall after all those people report you to security. 

It's fine, though; you both can just pick up where you left off at a hotel. But, for now, he has to give his biggest fan the most memorable meeting that he can, and luckily, he's nowhere near tired yet.

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❝𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖉-- 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖂𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕭𝖔𝖞 𝕴𝖘 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖊~ 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞, 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘-- 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕯𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕸𝖊-- 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~!❞

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[alphajocklover]

I have a classmate who is attractive but he is too disciplined, for this Halloween, I want to see a different image of him as a vintage masculine man with white briefs and other things. I'm not sure if it's fit your rules but may I choose it as a trick.

Your classmate, Aaron, was hot. Absolutely drop dead gorgeous. There was no way around it. His handsome jawline, his pouty lips, even his quaffed hair all drove you wild. There was just something about Aaron that drove you wild, which was strange because as attractive as he was, Aaron wasn’t really your type. Aaron was pretty much a classic twunk, while you had always been into muscle daddies and beefy bulls. Not only that, but he was nice as could be, while you always seemed to be attracted to… while, douchebags. Maybe it was because you had bad taste, or bad luck, but you always ended up with arrogant, dominant guys who treated you like crap. With Aaron however, you felt like you had finally struck gold. Sure he didn’t seem into you, but maybe something could come of it one day. The only real problem was that, while… Aaron was a stick in the mud. He was nice, he was handsome, and he was way too disciplined, especially for a college student. No parties, no rule breaking, just studying. He was a good guy, just… too good. 

That was why you sent him the costume. You were hoping by wearing the – admittedly kind of slutty – strongman costume, that Aaron would be encouraged to go to the big halloween party and let loose a little. You knew it might not turn out, but you fantasized about him walking into the party in that costume, about him letting loose and showing a new side of himself, about the two of you getting tipsy and his hands wandering down your body…

What happened was so much better than your fantasies. 

When Aaron walked in, wearing that costume, it was like he was a completely different person. His walk bordered on a strut as he entered, seeming far more confident and less uptight than you had ever seen him. He sent you a charming grin as he walked over to you, one that made your stomach flutter and your knees weak. It was exactly what you had fantasized, yet better. The two of you spent the rest of the night partying together, playing beer pong and spin the bottle with the others as you slowly went from classmates, to friends, to something else. As the two of you, both drunk off your asses, started to fool around, you could swear his muscles were actually larger than before. You tasted the beer on his lips, you grinded against him… And then you blacked out. You don’t remember how the rest of the night went. You don’t remember anything from the next 3 weeks. All you can be sure of is that 3 weeks later, you woke up in a crappy motel, with Master Aaron’s cock in your ass.

Aaron is no longer your classmate, and he’s definitely not a disciplined person now. He’s your Master. The magic of the costume, your fantasies about Aaron, and your darkest desires all mixed together to create your new life. A part of you, the last rational part of you that exists deep inside your head, is begging to go back, but the rest of you is just hoping you can make Master happy, and that your next punishment won’t be so rough. Master Aaron isn’t very disciplined anymore… but now he loves to discipline you.

[guywrestlingaddiction]

Everything Great About a Match: Kayden Keller v Christian Taylor (bgeast.com)

Everything Great About a Match: +9

Kayden Keller v Christian Taylor (bgeast.com)

SPOILER ALERT: I highly recommend viewing this match in its entirety before reading this post.

So let's begin: 

+1: For the Kayden-Christian pairing.  I love it when two of the men I obsess over get together and make gay wrestling magic happen.  Is this a throw back? Maybe, but I'd like to think that somewhere out there is a young gay man "discovering" this match and sparking within him a love of gay wrestling.  If that's you out there then I envy the journey you're about to take!

Christian: Am I supposed to be intimidated by this? Kayden: You will be ...

+1: For Christian.  I've been a fan of the man since he started and this version is probably the hottest.  The man is upgrading hard to "Twunk" mode and it shows.  Those arms, that chest, those abs ... I'm not the only one that wants those, just check out the expression Kayden has in each scene; he's a fan too!  

Christian Upright

Christian on his back. 

+1: I love a ring match.  Full stop.  And as Kayden rightly points out, Christian has few of those lying around so to see our twunk in a ring/mat encounter is definitely worth a point.  There's just something sacred about the gay wrestling ring with two men using all parts of that space to grind down the other man.  

Christian: Welcome to the mat!

+1: For all the ab bashing. Those long, ripped abs are repeatedly destroyed.  You really can't blame anyone I mean, they make a beautiful tempting target just begging to be tested.  Surely something so perfect needs to be broken. 

+1: For the pec claws.  Kayden is taking those pecs for a test drive here.  This Twunk, buff, sinewy version of Christian is reduced to a groveling twink after Kayden has his way.  

+1: For Kayden tearing Christian to shreds.  Like all artists, the man loves what he does and you can sense the passion in his work.  Kayden uses every dirty trick to work Christian's strapping body from all angles revealing the sounds of groans, pink abused muscle, and the light tap of submissions to highlight his work.  This brings us to another lesson today - Heels don't need to cheat.  They cheat because they can.  

Heels cheat because they can.

+1:  The sexy signature move - Christian "The Kiss" Taylor.  As I mentioned earlier, Christian knows how to use that kiss to his advantage.  He may not be the biggest, baddest, wrestler out there but the man's kiss sure is powerful.  He's taken down heels with that lip lock before and even Kayden isn't immune to this.  

But wait there's more... this deserves a bonus point [+1] for turning the man's sexy signature move against him. Kayden is tempted but not swayed with lust, the guy's a true gay wrestling professional after all.  He's turned on but doesn't lose his head.  Can't say most of us would have that kind of will power.  

And there's still more ... You see if turning your opponent's signature move against him isn't sufficient to prove how much of heel you are, how about adding a muscle worship twist variation to this?  Definitely worth another bonus point [+1] for submitting your jobber with your bicep only to have him so turned on that he worships said muscles.  Kayden's manly musk is so over powering that Christian can't help but worship the superior man.  

------- Everything Great About this Match: +9

So there you have it.  I don't use this compliment lightly but this match embodies everything I LOVE about gay wrestling.  Now I'm sure we could all guess the outcome of this match from the start but the journey is what really sells this match.  From Kayden's brutal beating to the little noises Christian makes whenever he transitions from agony to ecstasy; Two physically matched studs enter the ring only for one to be utterly taken apart and left a sweaty, submissive mess.  In the end Christian was dominated and his opponent victoriously took what he wants.  

Kayden's devious grin says it all.  I. own. my. opponent. You see a victory isn't simply settled with a "pin" in this sport. No, the pin is just the beginning. A win in this sport is when you own the other man both physically and emotionally, and that my friends is the true heart of gay wrestling.  

[fictional-twink-bracket]

Round 1 Side B Poll 3

(PT: Round 1 Side B Poll 3)

Propaganda

(PT: Propaganda)

Babe

ok so I debated whether or not he is a twink, but like out of all the categories for gay men, he's probably closest to a twunk, which is a twink hunk so he's still a twink.

anyways time for the semi-cursed info and why he's the best! so you're on tumblr right? so I'm sure you know of omegaverse. well- did you know that there is a full length live action tv show that's explicitly omegaverse? and not some like c-list mini series or whatever, but fully produced show with known actors and a decent budget that included sponsors from brands and was released on a major streaming service and is now being re-edited for a theatrical release in theaters. this is on another level. but what is the show about and how is it omegaverse? well you see the show is about racecar driving first and foremost. but then there's Babe, the main character, who is a popular racer and also a super special alpha with special sensory enhancement powers. but that can be pretty overwhelming, especially before a race. so how does he solve this problem? well by getting railed by another alpha before each race of course! anyways he ends up with his alpha boytoy that he sticks to and then minutes after they start dating, his boytoy springs the mama/papa roleplay kink on him and now his boytoy is calling him mama all the time. which babe likes and indulges in and after all they're both alphas so it's not like he can pregnant right? wellllllll turns out that babe's shitty adopted father runs a whole human trafficking ring for special alphas like babe and also there's a whole plan to get babe pregnant by arranging it with another superpowered guy in order to make an extra superpower baby to sell for like a bunch of money and that was the underlying driving force behind the plot the whole time anyways yeah he still engages in the mama/papa roleplay. and also they're making a second season

(^One person)

Kuzco

I WANT THAT TWINK OBLITERATED!!!!

[newchangestf]

A new bunny in the gym

My roommate Ryan has always been telling me I need to loosen up and stop taking life so seriously. Maybe he's got a point. While I spend all my time in the library studying he spends it at the gym or having fun at the club, and being bisexual he never has a probably finding a fuck.

I finally relented and joined him at the gym. The place was huge. Full of men of different sizes, all with bulging muscles. Though I was straight, not that I had much luck with girls, I could appreciate that all the men here were pretty attractive.

As I didn't know what to do or what to wear at the gym Ryan took me under his wing. Giving me socks, shorts, trainers, t-shirt, baseball cap, and a jockstrap to wear.

I was hesitant at first with the jockstrap, the black material didn't exactly look like it was new. It certainly wasn't something I would usually wear either.

"Don't worry bro, it's what all the guys wear!" Ryan promised.

I thought that I should listen to him considering that this was his domain so I done as I was told.

We started with some squats. Ryan showing me how to do stretch properly and safely use the weights. As I started squatting I felt the huge weights actually become easier and easier each time .

"Your legs are going to be so thick after this!" Ryan called out.

"...and so will that ass" he muttered under his breath.

We moved around the gym using the different machines. Each time they became easier to use really quickly. What I didn't notice was my body changing.

Muscle was quickly building up across my body. Turning me into a meaty gym bunny.

At the same time all those hours spent in the library were slipping away. Which explains why I didn't notice the changes.

It also explains why I didn't notice that all the guys in the gym were all very similar. About half were strong tall beasts with huge muscles. Whereas the rest were smaller, leaner but just as muscly with round bouncing asses.

Our final exercise was a couple of bench presses. I lay on my back with Ryan standing above my head helping me lift.

As he did he lowered his crotch towards my face. Breathing in his sweaty musk I felt everything click in place. My cock harded immediately and I became lost in his trance.

"I see you're changes have finally finished" Ryan said.

Putting the bar into the rack I stopped and looked up at him.

"You weren't living life and I was sick of coming back to the apartment to find you studying and not having fun. So when I found out about this place I had to bring you. Now that you're a muscle bro you can join me and have fun."

I just let the words sink in.

Ryan continued. "The best bit is that now you're just a cock hungry gym bunny. With an ass like that you'll be getting plenty of dick. Most of it mine. You won't even remember being straight."

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That was four months ago. He was right. Now we go to the gym everyday together. Him a towering hulk of a man and me, a lean twunk with an ass that just begs to be fucked.

And it is fucked, all the time. I quickly grew to love the feeling and now I can't get enough. When Ryan isn't free I sometimes get help from the other guys at the gym. They're always happy to stretch me out after a session.

Life is so much easier now, why did I waste all that time in the library?

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First time writing, let me know your thoughts!

[possessesnightshift]

regarding the beautiful bisexual italian man who allegedly is responsible for the uhc shooting...

look, i totally get the impulse to obsess over this random guy and turn him into some kind of a working class hero. we're all desperate to root for someone who can take direct action against healthcare tycoons who make our lives so much harder.

but lately i've noticed a shift in the gravity of this discourse away from "why the hell did a man need to die to get pharmacies to stop rejecting all my claims?" and more towards "i want to hear the cute italian twunk moaning and gagging on it..." and like...

i do get it. not only is he just a very clearly attractive man (despite all the media trying in vain to find the worst pictures of him to show), but he has a grab bag of random personality traits that manage to make a lot of people relate to them, even if the claims are dubious at best

he was an avid reader, he was an elon musk follower, he went to an ivy league, he was a chronic poster, he had anxiety, he was a stemcel, he was bisexual, he had mein kampf on his goodreads list, he wanted a white girl to go bug on his dick...

all of these things combined are enough to make this man fascinating to almost anyone. some of them even make him sympathetic to a lot of people (even if stuff like the bi thing is most likely unfounded)

but i want to make something absolutely clear.

this is not. about. luigi mangione...

hell this isn't about ANY suspect that could be the perpetrator (we do not KNOW if luigi mangione can be found guilty until an actual jury goes into deliberation. otherwise we're just putting our blind faith into the nypd which is definitely sketchy, even if the evidence does seem to indicate it's him thus far...)

no this is about one man and one man only:

Brian. Motherfucking. Thompson.

even if this act had been done by some unglamorous 60 year-old trailer trash person instead of a fit, attractive 26 year-old, this shooting is still not about him or his politics or whether he should or shoudln't face justice

no this is about the fact that brian thompson was valuable enough to his company to be a multi-millionaire, but not so valuable that the meeting he missed due to his execution had to be postponed. not so valuable that his position wasn't filled in a matter of days.

this is about the fact that the unceremonious death of an "innocent" man was a better policy in terms of increasing people's access to health coverage than anything the democrats or the republicans advocated for in the past decade. it's the fact that brian thompson's death apparently hurt people very little and helped people a lot.

it didn't have to be this way.

they made it this precarious on purpose because they assumed they could get away with it.

gun to my head? i personally think luigi mangione doesn't deserve to see jail time even if he is guilty. daniel penny executed a black homeless man and he doesn't have to go to prison. kyle rittenhouse is a free man. meanwhile marcellus williams was proven innocent and executed anyway for the crime of not murdering anyone. you can't convince me there are no murders the state wouldn't just unconditionally support if it's in their class interest. if that's the way it is, we deserve to allow this man his "legal kill" that serves us in our defense against the violence of the capital class.

but even if he goes down, even if they make an example out of him, it does not matter.

because this story is not about the killer.

it is about the man who was killed...

and the question of why he had to die for our healthcare needs to be properly addressed...

enjoy the memes for this brief moment in time. but once the glamor and intrigue dies away and we can stop drawing horny fanart of the alleged shooter, we need to circle back to talking about brian thompson. he needs to be the centerpiece of this story. his actions. his ruthless drive to turn a profit. the community of billionaires looking out for themselves. THAT is what this should be about...

we are brushing up against severe disempowerment in the new trump administration. we CANNOT fumble this opportunity for class solidarity...

get it all out of your systems

and turn right back around and demand to know whether these ceo monsters are planning on rejecting our claims the moment this story has faded into the background

[stunfiskz]

Rouxls asks! Feel free to only answer which u want to, I sent a lot to give you options!

● What do you think the deal is with his mouth stringy? Is it just a skin flap, or something else?

● Your Rouxls is built with a broad chest, skinny limbs, and a veryvtiny waist. Does he work out/diet to maintain that look, or is he just naturally built like an upside down triangle on a toothpick? Does he lift/jog, or is he sedentary?

● Is your Rouxls goopy? If so, what is his "default" consistency, and what does Max Liquid look like?

● If he's goopy, is his hair also just goop that just looks like hair, or is it actual hair? What of his teeth and eyes and junk? Is he 100% goop, or does he have some non-goop bits?

● If goop, does he have bones and organs or no?

● Does he keep worms as pets, food or both? What is his definition of "worm?" (like, are we solely talking earthworms, or do things like grubs, mealworms, inchworms and caterpillars count?)

● Is there a reason his clothes are the same colour as his skin, or is he just a freak who dresses like that on purpose?

● What is Rouxls's Roux made of? What does it taste like?

● Any clothing hcs? Worm/bug hcs? Backstory hcs? Lay them miscellaneous headcanons on me!

YAYAYAY QUESTIONS! thank you for indulging me in this lol

What do you think the deal is with his mouth stringy? Is it just a skin flap, or something else?

i think of it as a goop strand (& think it can change location due to this, it’s my reasoning for why its placement is inconsistent across his sprites lol) from opening and closing his mouth

when his mouth is closed it’s still there though. because i think it’s cute to give him a little drip

this is also part of why i think he defaults to grinning so often. embarrassed about his mouth drip  

Your Rouxls is built with a broad chest, skinny limbs, and a very tiny waist. Does he work out/diet to maintain that look, or is he just naturally built like an upside down triangle on a toothpick? Does he lift/jog, or is he sedentary?

i do think he works out- i try to draw him leaning like…somewhat twunk-ish but closer to twink due to clover & the rudinn calling him a hunk

i have a bunch of nebulous headcanons surrounding this but i think he has a very off relationship to food for a variety of reasons. i do not think he eats enough

in general, i think of him as very vain and focused a lot on his appearance. i think of all this as an extension of that.

Is your Rouxls goopy? If so, what is his "default" consistency, and what does Max Liquid look like?

yes and no? 

i think that the way we always see him- pretty much his default- is like. if you touched him it would feel pretty much the same as normal human skin, just a bit more slick & cool to the touch (in general, i think darkners would run cold as well)

in my head, for whatever made up species he is, they sort of like…firm up as they get older. hence why the baby rouxls i draw is just kind of a little goop blob. 

i also am very fond of the headcanon that rouxls is a card with printing errors, including ink smudges that may mean he’s still a bit more goopy than he’s supposed to be. hence the goop strand on his mouth. also means i think he’d leave ink stains on stuff he touches with his bare skin

i do think that he would melt if he were particularly overwhelmed because it’s fun. probably would feel good as hell to just turn into a puddle

If he's goopy, is his hair also just goop that just looks like hair, or is it actual hair? What of his teeth and eyes and junk? Is he 100% goop, or does he have some non-goop bits?

ummmmm. depends on what’s funniest. i don’t know

i do think his hair is just goop that looks like hair. i don’t know about his teeth. i don’t know.

i also really like the idea of him having a cardstock skeleton, like the armature of a clay figure. very easy to bend, probably what his teeth are, i don’t know. i’ve talked about this hc a lot though LOL

If goop, does he have bones and organs or no?

bones question answered above

as for organs. same as before, depends on what’s funniest. generally i lean towards him just being solid goop all the way through but i also like drawing his guts so it just kind of depends on how i'm feeling

also, vaguely related- he’s very, very loosely amphibious to me. i think he has weird amphibian “ears” that his hair covers. i think he would probably breathe through his skin regardless of if he has organs or not. 

also probably would have to open his mouth to smell things/have a not great sense of smell because i don’t think he has a nose

Does he keep worms as pets, food or both? What is his definition of "worm?" (like, are we solely talking earthworms, or do things like grubs, mealworms, inchworms and caterpillars count?)

i lean towards the thought that worms are food, bugs are pets

with this, i think that he would primarily eat earthworms/mealworms/other oligochaetes. grubs are basically puppies to him probably 

Is there a reason his clothes are the same colour as his skin, or is he just a freak who dresses like that on purpose?

he’s just a freak who dresses like that on purpose.

i think of dressing in clothes that look like part of your body is just a darkner fashion standard, considering you can compliment lancer with it

What is Rouxls's Roux made of? What does it taste like?

his roux is described as a dark roux. a roux is just a flour & fat base used for other recipes. a dark roux specifically is cooked for the longest out of other types of roux, and is primarily used in cajun & creole recipes (most often gumbo). i imagine it’s just the same as a regular dark roux just with worms in it in which case….i dont know what his reasoning in universe would be for just selling the roux with worms in it and not like an actual dish you would make with it. he’s a freak and not normal. horrifying to think about the concept of a worm gumbo though 

Any clothing hcs? Worm/bug hcs? Backstory hcs? Lay them miscellaneous headcanons on me!

i think he has like twenty different near-identical copies of his uniform, just with the slightest variations between them. sometimes he has whatever weird shoulder pads he has now, sometimes he has ones with a trim, sometimes he has epaulettes. sometimes he’s wearing normal pants, sometimes tights, sometimes none (probably depends on length of coat). sometimes boots, sometimes regular shoes, you get the idea. this is my excuse for drawing his outfit inconsistently.

i like to think card kingdom has a bunch of weird flora/fauna we never get to learn too much about because that’s not the point. i think he probably has different bugs than we do. which i am not good enough at fantasy biology to make up just imagine something really cool and badass 

i like to think he was the original tutorial guy- i think he started working at the castle in his early teens, but ended up leaving for a bit to try doing that. he was not successful at all. also, given the proximity between the tutorial area and seam’s seap, i like to think it would be funny if he like. briefly crashed on their couch during that time. i think it would be a really funny world to think about. 

[mbirnsings-71]

hello fellow parkciv fans and welcome to my ref sheet of how to draw these guys (ignore the fact EMF is here twice- He's just here to show what my note of "Gold changes based on level!" means) cause RAAAH- I'm also gonna use this as my headcannon post for minor things with their outfits so like if you don't wanna read that I'm just gonna put that in the keep reading section okay okay hope you guys enjoy the art though! also does include spoilers for the second movie so if you're not caught up then uhhhh oops-

design notes time let's go!

Evbo:

Bandaids all over the guy- he has some on his elbows and knees but the elbow ones are always covered by his hoodie. Reason for the bandaids is cause as he got better and better at parkour and progressing the levels the more he would do more defying moves and would have to get hurt at some point from certain jumps or even just having a rough landing onto a block so he gets scraped up pretty bad occasionally.

Halo because he's a god now it just makes sense. Always has a light around said halo and he can turn this on and off but most times forgets to so he just has a glow around his head-

his clothes are pretty baggy on him, like his hoodie is roughly two sizes too big and it's because one, the horrible feeding conditions of being a noob, and two it probably gets cold up in parkour civilization so long baggy sleeves are just better the higher you are. His pants aren't but they are very ripped at the knees from aforementioned rough parkour landings.

Fingerless gloves are for vibes and also incorporating more of the blue small amount of blue

His netherite boots have wings carved into them because I think if you're parkour god you should get the ability to fly occasionally and these boots allow that- I think if Evbo ever does want to fly (which is rarely, man got accustomed to parkouring and he's good at it) the wings do sprout out of the boots just pure hermes winged sandal situation here.

only one with only white pupils out of main three. EMF's eyes are pure white in general, but Evbo is the only one with White pupils that probably when champion turn into diamonds and whenever he's excited they turn into a starry shape. Because he deserves some pizazz!

Very light freckles, incredibly hard to notice when he was a noob cause again horrible eating conditions and the dirt level covering a fair bit of the sunlight a lot and it's not until he actually climbs up in levels that they start to get more and more noticeable. not by a lot but still noticeable.

The shortest of the three and more on the skinnier/not muscly side just because of genetics and again noob level starvation :(

Seawatt:

Kohl around his eyes cause his skin is very reminiscent of ancient Egypt that and also the Parkour fighter level is very sandstone built so it's not the biggest reach. Probably his parents taught him how to do his eye make up.

Chain boots because again parkour fighter society and also they have a little bit of a taller heel (not by a lot but enough to keep him taller than Evbo and so he can still do parkour (even if he's mediocre at parkour already))

The in-between of Height between Evbo and EMF, also has slightly more muscle than Evbo and EMF because it would be silly. Twunk era fr fr-

has "Kneepads" to protect his knees because he's been a master since leveling up and really likes his position in power, so why would he not get himself some protection so he doesn't get hurt. And you can say he has a water bucket so he's not gonna take fall damage but that doesn't apply in the fighter level. There's no water buckets there so this is an investment for his sake.

the cross around his neck is actually a totem of undying, probably just a decorative/fake one or he had used it up before his death by clown pierce, but the point stands that that is what he has around his neck.

so many gold accents to show his status and to be taken seriously in the master level. It's also why he wears a crown to show status and power, because he didn't want to level up but now that he's here he might as well make it everyone else's problem and get some respect.

very much dresses for fashion over practicality and it shows, because Masters can do that. They get the choice to decide if they wanna dress practically or if they wanna test the themes of high fashion. As long as you can parkour in it anything goes.

Very much stuck to a purple color scheme for him so that way we can have Green, Blue, and Purple!! We have all the cool colors now!!

EMF:

That is not a human. No sir. The other two have no idea what he is (if we're being silly they probably thing he's a demon) but if we're talking in DnD Terms I draw him the most like he's a firbolg just because I saw people giving him a tail and I wanted to do that. So by that logic he is very fluffy.

Also by that logic he is very much on the taller and lankier side. Definitely the tallest out of the two and would probably have the height and jumping ability of a dear for vibes.

His gold accents, like Seawatt's, are meant to show his status but his actually change depending on what level he goes to unlike Seawatt's just staying the same. So when he becomes parkour champion all his gold accents become diamond colored for the vibes.

Also because he is the champion now he probably has a very faint glow around his crown because why not! cause in my head being the champion is basically like becoming a demigod so of course his crown is going to become glowy if he's become one but not as bright as Evbo's. EMF doesn't think there's anyone who's light can shine brighter than that guy.

His clothes are more on the form fitting but breathable side. Like his Tunic and shawl-like item are more form fitting while his pants are baggier for comfort. He choses both fashion and practicality on that front!!

He should have chain scars but I forgot to add them in so just pretend they're there pretty please and thank you- I will rectify this mistake when I draw him next.

his white areas tend to glow like stars in the night sky. If you're lucky enough you could probably even make constellations out of the softly glowing white freckles. This also means his blush is white so you can very much tell when he's flustered. Oh this also means his eyes glow and imagine you walk into his house in the middle of the night and you see nothing but two bright white eyes staring at you I would lose it- I would swear herobrine was coming for me on god.

There are differences between his gold and diamond boots I swear I just haven't drawn them because I liked my og sketch so much I didn't wanna alter it :( But next time when I draw him as champion I'll make a point to show the differences between gold and Diamond boots.

And I think that's all I wanted to mention so uhhhhhhhhh yeah if any of you actually read these that's cool!! Thank you for reading my silly thoughts that have been stuck in my brain!!

[wundergeek]

How I explained G'raha Tia to a friend the other day

"His backstory is. ...convoluted.

Like. Imagine if Kingdom Hearts made sense.

That level of convoluted.

It's all like. Very logical given the established lore and how shit works. But the place you get to is "my boyfriend has super trauma because he put himself into stasis, woke up in the apocalypse timeline, merged his essence with a magic supercomputer, traveled to an alternate dimension 100 years in the past, and became an immortal but benevolent king so he could prevent the timeline where I died'

Primary side effect of merging his essence with the magic super computer that is made of crystal? He's fucking turning into crystal. And then he sacrifices himself and FULLY CRYSTALIZES.

So then you do some soul magic, go back to your world where he's still in stasis because the apocalypse that woke him up hasn't happened yet, and are like - here have this other version of your soul where you were half crystal and lived a hundred years and experienced the end of the world twice.

And he's like whoa okay. That's fucked up. Not super sure who I am anymore, this is kinda wild. But you don't find out that's what he's thinking until subsequently when you travel to the literal edge of existence and he TRANSFORMS HIMSELF INTO CRYSTAL AGAIN TO SAVE YOU.

And it's just like. G'raha. My guy. I get that you're having a hard time but fucking stop it.

AND ON TOP OF ALL THAT god dammit he's just the fucking most wholesome nerd. Like "I got too excited about books and forgot to eat or sleep for 3 days" nerd.

And there's this WHOLE SPEECH he does when he's still the Crystal Exarch right at the end of Shadowbringers where he's like, what are you going to do when this is all over? And I'm like rest lol. (Yeah right) And he's like - so I've got this friend, and I'm keeping secrets from [insert your pronoun here], but they're fucking rad and I'm hoping sempai will notice me and maybe we could go on an adventure together? And it's SO FUCKING OBVIOUS he's talking ABOUT YOU in an "all right, keep your secrets" kind of way.

EXCEPT THEN YOU FIND OUT THAT HIS BIG MASTER PLAN WAS: get the WoL to kill all the Lightwardens and absorb their light which will save both worlds, but no one person can hold that much light and live, so I'm going to take it from them and then teleport myself INTO THE RIFT BETWEEN WORLDS AND DIE.

And the only reason he doesn't succeed is because HE GETS FUCKING SHOT

So. [ahem] Yes. I think it says a lot about me that I am like. Yes. The nerdy twunk with super trauma who is OBSESSED WITH ME is my boyfriend.

I took GREAT SATISFACTION in dying for him for a hot minute at the end of Endwalker.

[skarkkk]

First, Queer Week.

It's interesting that they brought this representation to the show, both in terms of probably pink money or maybe even for the story.

Which brings me to, Second, The drag queen and Tristan.

I loved their conversation and the fact that Tristan really doesn't know. He's not black or a drag queen, he doesn't know what she went through and I loved the fact that she tried to make him understand that with their conversation, even though it was really a venting about what had happened to her and how it affected her because it was her image, her femininity, not just a wig. I confess, I wanted more of their conversation, but it makes sense that it happened the way it did. And I loved the scene of her coming back at the end being her without a wig and just her. (I'm referring to him with female pronouns, I don't know if I should but it's how I think the character would like to be called, I don't remember the episode or if she referred to herself with him in character, so if I'm wrong and it sounds disrespectful, it wasn't my intention.)

Third, Tristan and his whole vibe. He's not straight.

In the entire episode there was more than one scene of him preening himself under the gaze of the queer men on the cruise, like how he told Avery that "I was going to say amazing" and how the conversation with Avery came after Max admitted he wanted to marry a woman. Speaking of him, I really feel like he has a repressed bisexuality (or pan, or maybe even demi aro, I think it's unlikely, but point made), the way he acted only reinforced that point, as far as being looked at, receiving attention and being liked by both genders as maybe being looked at. Besides him calling himself a Twunk (slang for a young, thin but muscular gay or queer man - according to Google)

Fourth, the Trisal.

Avery tries to get the three of them back together even if it's just for sex and can't. She wants to. Max came up with this thing about being a traditionalist. He runs away to the middle of the sea, gets involved with the employee and then again with two employees (the sex scene was left for the picture, but even if Max and Tristan didn't touch each other it's still considered involvement) and says the thing "I want to marry the woman/person I love, have children" but being so open to another Trisal. A traditionalist wouldn't have gotten involved in a threesome, or would support another, or would be so open to living with queers for a week (or in other situations. I may be following stereotypes regarding traditionalist people, but at least that's the context I see with him saying that in that scene in that way).

Fifth, Avery's conversation with Tristan.

(Being a brazilian with half-assed English, I confess that I didn't understand much of what he was saying in relation to UK potatoes, so I'll go by the context). The issue of sharing Avery's love for her and his saying "it makes me sick" (I loved the acting and the intonation) is already a whole step towards the fact that this could again become a triangle, or simply generate a lot of anguish. In Tristan's view, it would be him and her and Max and Avery, and not all three together (assumptions) and that would be sharing the person he loves.

Sixth, their chemistry as a poly relationship is incredible and it would be such a missed opportunity to turn it into a triangle and end with a couple (2), in addition to missing the opportunity for unusual representation in series like these. It would drive away the homophobes, but as seen with 911 they don't give a damn, so why miss the chance to bring them all together? to put a kiss between Max and Tristan on screen?

Seventh, Captain and his brother + threesome. Even though he's old, "traditionalist?", he's still open-minded and learns community slang and tries to get involved in his brother's relationship. I thought their threesome was cute, and how even though the couple had met before, they seemed connected and how in the end it didn't end with them breaking up because of any movement or with a bad relationship between brothers regarding alcoholism and the sugar thing that caused it.

Eighth, about the next episode (which I haven't seen yet, so I'm anxious to know if I'm right in my thinking).

Avery getting pregnant and how it almost doesn't make sense considering she had sex with a doctor and a nurse who know very well how babies are made (where did you put the condom?). I don't think that if this pregnancy was real and not just a test error or something, she'll keep the baby. She dreams of being a doctor, studying medicine and working in the field and having a baby would only delay that as well as her future, why a child and college? Sure, she has the chance to deliver the baby and put it up for adoption. I think her decision will be the same regardless of who the father is (Max is the obvious choice, so maybe they'll cast Tristan, but probably Max). Of course this will affect the father differently, Max worse because he dreams of having children probably more than Tristan (having had a wife, which was highlighted in the last episode) and because there's a power difference in his relationship with his employee.

Ninth, accident. From what the preview showed, a patient and Max and Avery looking worried, I'm hoping something went wrong with Tristan, because I honestly want more focus on him and him as part of the threesome and the team. The show focuses a lot on Max and Avery, and I love them, but mommy issues would be perfect and fit so well with ABC (Hello, is this Evan Buckley? Maddie Buckley-Han? Eddie Diaz? Athena Grant? Henrietta Wilson?). In this case, it would open up so many opportunities for a conversation between Max and Tristan (not leaving Avery out, but creating development outside of her, you know) about how he was afraid of losing Tristan not only because he was a friend/employee, but as something more romantic. It would probably also affect Avery's decisions regarding the baby if the accident happened after she found out and if it really is Tristan, because the chances of it not being Tristan are 99.99%.

[30somethingautisticteacher]

Buck turned to Tommy, a curious expression on his face. "Hey, Tommy, I've been wondering... are you a gold star gay?" he asked, his voice casual yet inquisitive.

Tommy nearly choked on his drink, caught off guard by the sudden question. "What?" he sputtered, coughing as he tried to regain his composure.

"Oh, a gold star gay is-" Buck began to explain, but Tommy quickly cut him off.

"No, Ev, I know what it is," Tommy said, shaking his head with a wry smile. "And no, I'm not one."

"Tommy, do you think I qualify as a twunk?" Buck asked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. Before Tommy could even process the question, Buck continued, "And would you consider yourself a wolf?"

Tommy's head was spinning at the rapid-fire questions Buck was throwing his way. He took a moment to compose himself, trying to process the unexpected turn their conversation had taken.

"Okay, hold on a second," Tommy said, holding up his hands in a gesture of pause. "First of all, where is all this coming from? What's with the sudden interest in gay terminology?"

Buck shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I don't know, I guess I'm just curious. I mean, we're both queer but we've never really talked about this stuff before."

Tommy couldn't help but smile at Buck's enthusiasm. He knew that once something piqued Buck's interest, he would dive headfirst into researching every aspect of it. It was one of the many things Tommy loved about him - his insatiable thirst for knowledge and his eagerness to share what he'd learned.

"I've been reading up on gay subcultures and identities," Buck continued, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Did you know that there are so many different labels and categories within the community? It's fascinating!"

Tommy leaned back, preparing himself for the inevitable info dump that was about to come his way. He loved watching Buck get animated about a new topic, his hands gesturing wildly as he shared all the interesting tidbits he'd discovered.

"So, apparently, a twunk is a twink who's more muscular, like a cross between a twink and a hunk. And a wolf is typically an older, more masculine guy who's attracted to younger, more slender men," Buck rattled off, barely pausing to take a breath.

Tommy chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Ev, you never cease to amaze me with your ability to absorb and retain information."

Buck grinned, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "I just find it all so interesting, you know? Learning about the different identities and experiences within our community. It helps me feel more connected, like I'm part of something bigger."

Tommy reached out, taking Buck's hand in his own and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I love that about you, baby. Your curiosity, your passion for learning."

Buck's expression softened, his eyes shining with affection. "And I love that you always indulge me.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Tommy said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Buck's lips. "Now, tell me more about these wolves and twunks. I have a feeling I'm about to get a full education."

Tommy couldn't help but chuckle as Buck enthusiastically delved into the intricacies of gay subcultures and identities. He loved seeing his boyfriend so passionate about a topic, his eyes alight with curiosity and eagerness to share his newfound knowledge.

However, as Buck continued to rattle off various terms and labels, Tommy felt the need to set a playful boundary. With a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, he held up his hand in a mock gesture of surrender.

"Alright, Ev, Like I said I love your enthusiasm and I'm all for learning more about our community," Tommy said, his tone light and teasing. "But fair warning - if you start throwing around terms like 'bussy,' I might have to tap out."

Buck let out a hearty laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Okay, okay, I get it. No need to venture into the more, uh, colorful parts of gay slang. I just get so excited about all this stuff, you know? It's like a whole new world to explore."

The way his boyfriend's eyes lit up with each new piece of information, the animated way he gestured as he spoke - it was all so quintessentially Evan and Tommy was enamored by it.

"You know," Tommy said, a fond smile playing on his lips, "watching you get so excited about learning new things is just about the most adorable sight in the world. I could listen to you talk about anything that catches your interest, for hours on end."

Buck's expression turned tender, his eyes shining with affection. "And I love that you're always here to listen, even when I'm geeking out over gay subcultures."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Tommy said, tugging Buck closer.

Buck grinned, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Well, lucky for you, I've got plenty more to share. Did you know there's a whole subset of the community known as 'otters'?"

Tommy chuckled, shaking his head fondly. "I can't say that I did, but I have a feeling I'm about to find out."

"Oh, you bet you are," Buck said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But first, what do you say we order some pizza and cuddle up on the couch? I think this calls for a cozy night in, don't you?"

"That sounds perfect," Tommy agreed, pressing a soft kiss to Buck's forehead. "You order the pizza, I'll grab the blankets, and then you can enlighten me on the world of otters and any other fascinating subcultures you've discovered."

As they settled in for a night of good food, great company, and endless learning, Tommy couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man in the world.

[octuscle]

I want to turn into a dumb ski teenager. Kinda a twunk/himbo. I love hot helmets ski masks etc, I’d make sure my boots smell fetid. Thanks!

The platform in Munich was overcrowded when the train to Innsbruck arrived. Like Peter, at least some people were wearing a suit and carrying a laptop bag. Most were struggling with skis, snowboards and huge sports bags. Peter heard Dutch, Polish and Swedish, he had the feeling that half of Europe was on its way to a skiing vacation. He, on the other hand, had to go to Innsbruck to help clear away the rubble of a spectacular real estate bankruptcy. He was one of the top insolvency administrators in Europe. And he wanted to show that he himself could bring this case to a satisfactory conclusion for everyone.

As expected, everyone was jostling at the second-class entrances. The two first-class carriages were almost empty. It was quiet, Peter would be able to work in peace. He opened his notebook and settled down at the table in his compartment. But after a few minutes, the peace and quiet was over. He heard loud voices coming closer and closer. A young man with blond hair pulled open the door to his compartment, took a quick look around and then shouted "Hörni, det är nästan en hel tågkupé tom!" into the corridor. Without asking, he heaved his sports bag into the luggage net. And after a few moments, four young men followed and took possession of the compartment together with their leader. After a few seconds, the aisle was blocked with skis and snowboards, the luggage net was full of bags and suitcases, loud music was blaring from a boombox and the first bottles of beer and vodka were on the table next to Peter's laptop. It smelled of alcohol, sweat and testosterone. Peter was furious. "You do know that this is the first class rest area?" he asked the group. The leader of the group laughed and said that the train was so overcrowded, there would certainly be no conductor to check it. Peter closed his notebook, exasperated. Concentrated work would certainly not be possible. He put on his noise-canceling headphones and hoped to get at least a little sleep.

He probably hadn't closed his eyes for five minutes when he woke up. His crotch was soaking wet. A beer bottle had fallen over and the contents had spilled onto his lap. The Swedes were roaring. One of them said "Sorry" and held out a bottle of vodka to Peter. I don't know what kind of devil he was riding, but he took a swig. And a second. And helped himself to the dried moose meat. After the train had left Kufstein station, all six of them were roaring Swedish drinking songs. And Peter wiped a long blond strand of hair from his forehead.

As the train pulled into Innsbruck, the five jocks gathered their things together. Peter was already really drunk and it was difficult for him to stow his boombox and his still-empty bottles into his rucksack in time. At the last second, he managed to fall onto the platform with his snowboard and sports bag. His friends roared.

The train to St. Anton was even fuller. There was no chance of getting a seat. Peter and his friends crowded into the aisle and the party was immediately back in full swing. They quickly made friends with the members of a Norwegian student fraternity who were going to the same sports hostel as them. It was dusk when the train arrived in St. Anton. Leif had to vomit directly into the snow. Fortunately, the icy cold air had sobered Peter up a bit. But he had to piss and tried to pee "Sverige" in the snow. He failed. The pre-ordered bus was waiting for them and took them to their hostel

Yes, Pelle was damn good at partying. He was like all Swedes who made the Alps unsafe. But he was also a damn good sportsman. "Väl framme, mamma. Nu ska jag iväg till pisten för första gången. Hälsningar till pappa!", he wrote. The lifts opened at 09:00. No matter how hard he had partied yesterday, he wanted to be the first to leave his tracks in the freshly fallen snow.

[fictional-twink-bracket]

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Hajime Kokonoi

Man can run and man can hide, but he is never beating the twink allegations.

Upa

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Rosti Nauman

Man, why is every guy in this show a twink? Because twinks. Also he’s basically canonically gay. Like legit, not even exaggerating or just like “oh it’s pretty ambiguous but it’s a possible interpretation” he legit tells the (male) mc’s (female) best friend who has a crush on him that “I love him more than anyone, even you”. And he basically takes over what was supposed to be their first date. He has also bathed with the MC on multiple occasions, soo.

Izumi Sena

Born to manga artist cursed to twink

Babe

ok so I debated whether or not he is a twink, but like out of all the categories for gay men, he's probably closest to a twunk, which is a twink hunk so he's still a twink.

anyways time for the semi-cursed info and why he's the best! so you're on tumblr right? so I'm sure you know of omegaverse. well- did you know that there is a full length live action tv show that's explicitly omegaverse? and not some like c-list mini series or whatever, but fully produced show with known actors and a decent budget that included sponsors from brands and was released on a major streaming service and is now being re-edited for a theatrical release in theaters. this is on another level. but what is the show about and how is it omegaverse? well you see the show is about racecar driving first and foremost. but then there's Babe, the main character, who is a popular racer and also a super special alpha with special sensory enhancement powers. but that can be pretty overwhelming, especially before a race. so how does he solve this problem? well by getting railed by another alpha before each race of course! anyways he ends up with his alpha boytoy that he sticks to and then minutes after they start dating, his boytoy springs the mama/papa roleplay kink on him and now his boytoy is calling him mama all the time. which babe likes and indulges in and after all they're both alphas so it's not like he can pregnant right? wellllllll turns out that babe's shitty adopted father runs a whole human trafficking ring for special alphas like babe and also there's a whole plan to get babe pregnant by arranging it with another superpowered guy in order to make an extra superpower baby to sell for like a bunch of money and that was the underlying driving force behind the plot the whole time anyways yeah he still engages in the mama/papa roleplay. and also they're making a second season

(^One person)

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[justyouraverageanonbloghere]

Revival - 1: Reincarnate

How long has it been since I've haunted this place? When this gym used to be a hole in the wall training area for aspiring boxers. When I would watch my crush from long ago train to be the best until a light fixture fell on me and snuffed my life. Even though my crush has long since died, I have other plans. Another chance of life. And it all will start with this one guy who caught my attention.

His name was Mikey, but soon there will be a new Mikey in town.

I've practiced possessing the boxers here and there for short periods of time. Primarily just to get myself off through another man's body. However, Mikey was different. He was building himself up to get a twunk bod, but I want to have that bod for myself.

I watched Mikey enter the gym in these basketball shorts that showed his toned ass when he did squats. I took the initiative to follow him around while waiting for even the tiniest window of opportunity to have his body. While he was doing crunches, my eyes widened when I saw his massive bulge appearing in those shorts of his. It was at that moment I wanted his body now.

As he was in the middle of doing a crunch, I immediately wormed my way into his cock. The shock combined with the physical strain of his body was enough for me to quickly slither my essence inside of him.

"Nngg...yo what the fuck...-"

He grunted as I quickly started to worm myself into his legs and arms. I didn't want him to process my intrusion any further so I quickly pushed myself into his head and enveloped his brain. Just for added control, I started to move his soul into his cock and balls. With him now banished, I take my first deep breath and will my essence to not allow me to cum.

"Heh...not yet...~" I chuckle in my new voice as I lay on the bench and peel off this skin tight blue shirt so I can grope these pecs that Mikey was just starting to reap the rewards of attaining. I look down to see my cock throbbing wildly and stand up to see this new perky ass. I give it a squeeze before lowering my shorts so I can let my boner hang out in these silk boxers Mikey was wearing underneath.

"Mm...I wonder how long I can deny this body from cumming." I laugh mischievously before I saunter over to the mirror and grind my boner against the hard glass with growls of pleasure leaving me. "Fuck this body is so damn hot."

I hear commotion from the more populated area of the gym and decide to continue this at my new home. I don't even bother pulling my shorts back up as everyone looked at my new twunk body and raging cock. I even made my dick jump in my silk boxers when the receptionist stopped talking in the middle of a phone call to look at it. I'll definitely come back for him later.

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"Damn. This body is so fluid with its movements." I say aloud to myself on the patio of my new home. I start testing my new body by utilizing the boxing equipment that Mikey had set up and I was loving every minute of it. "Knowing I've watched so many boxers train in that place I can apply all that I learned to my new body."

"Yeeaaahhh...I'll be unbeatable in the ring...~"

Those words alone makes my neglected cock throb. I look down at it with a smirk and rub my boxing glove on it to tease my aching cock further.

"Not yet. I ain't ready to let you cum yet." I say to my cock as if it had sentience.

As I was continuing with getting acquainted with my body, I can't help but feel eyes on me. As I turn to look, I see Mikey's neighbor trying to discreetly watch me from his window. Unlike him, I choose not to be discreet. When we make eye contact, I grab the hem of these silken boxers and use my body's strength to tear them off of me. I toss the shreds to the side and start moving much hips so my boner can move in tandem within these shiny black basketball shorts I'm wearing. The roommate looks in awe as I stroke my cock through my shorts as I flash him a smirk and a wink.

"You want this, you gotta come to me." I say to myself as I show the neighbor my perky ass before going back into my house. He'll come to me. And when he does, I'm gonna cum in him.

(To be continued)

[sterekorgtfo]

This may be a niche unpopular ‘What If’ situation of the Daddy Kink convo we all love and what it’s inspired, but What If Tommy couldn’t match Bucks passion?

Buck and Tommy were collapsed on the bed. Buck was very blissfully fucked the fuck out. He had gotten really into the “Daddy” roleplay and was enjoying this new sex life with Tommy. He had egged Tommy on to see how much harder Tommy could fuck him, and Buck wanted to see how much his own hole could handle now that he had been more comfortable bottoming more and more.

Tommy was pressing kisses to Bucks back and rubbing his back and Tommy was checking in asking “Was that good for you? Was that what you wanted? Are you okay?” and Buck was coming down from his high before he realized something was less than happy in Tommy’s tone.

Buck rolled around and quickly caught a small glance of Tommy frowning before he quickly turned it into a smile, but Buck could tell it was performative and there was something wrong in his eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Evan softly inquired with concern as he caressed the strong jaw of his boyfriend.

“Nothing,” Tommy lied with a positive cadence, attempting to hide whatever it was he was keeping from Evan, which didn’t make Evan feel great inside.

“Did I do something wrong?” Evan asked cautiously, which made Tommy visibly wince. Tommy couldn’t stand the thought of Evan feeling like he did something wrong.

“No, baby, of course not, it’s nothing like that,” Tommy quickly tried to reassure his boyfriend, cradling his face and looking deep in his eyes to let him know Evan didn’t do anything to hurt him.

“Then can you please tell me what’s bothering you?” Evan asked softly, doing his best to gently coax Tommy out of his shell he was trying to mask his feelings within.

Tommy stayed quiet for a moment, not breaking eye contact with Evan, but Buck could see Tommy trying to process something on the other side of them.

“You know I respect you, right?,” Tommy said with a strong, assertive emphasis on ‘respect’. “I love you and I see you as an equal, and it’s important to me that you know that.”

“Of course,” Evan replied with growing concern. “Of course I know, babe. You’ve treated me phenomenally. This is by far the best relationship I’ve had. You make me feel comfortable in a way none of my exes ever had.”

Tommy kind of slowly nodded, but it seemed like he couldn’t fully process the words yet. Evan grabbed his hand and that seemed to catch Tommy’s attention and stop him from overthinking.

“Is this about the sex we just had?” Even asked cautiously.

Tommy hesitated for a while Bee letting out a small not and a soft ‘yeah’. “In the past, twinks and twunks only saw me as a big man who only existed to dom them and other men built like me only saw me as competition to keep them away from said twinks.

“I like topping, and yeah, getting hot and heavy even really passionate can be fun, but….”

Evan looked at his boyfriend with concern and sadness, feeling guilty he triggered something painful inside his man for his own fun. Be braced himself for what was about to come.

“Treating you like some…object or toy and fucking you harder than I should have really…made me feel kinda bad Inside….” Evan winced a little at the confession. He didn’t consider Tommy’s feelings just because he was topping and masculine and stronger than Buck. His boyfriend loved romcoms and romance and always treated him like a gentleman. The man said he would match Bucks pace, and Buck never realized it would be possible to out-pace him.

“But I know you were really into it and you kept saying ‘harder’, ‘faster’ and I know you’ve been hinting at getting more bold bottoming and I…You never used the safe words so I knew you were okay, but it was…Kinda hard to put you through that.”

“Tommy,” Evan said with regretful sadness. “I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t consider any of this and I feel awful I didn’t,” Evan apologized.

“Please, don’t apologize,” Tommy tried to quickly say. “This isn’t on you and I am not blaming you.”

“I know you’re not,” Evan countered. “But I am going to be sorry and apologetic anyways,” Buck said assertively. Tommy was more of a people pleaser then he let on. He made it hard for Buck to ever apologize for things because Tommy would never think Buck did anything wrong. It was endearing as much as it was an occasional obstacle.

“You told me you were okay with being called ‘daddy’ and I ran with it. I never checked what exactly that entailed and what your limits were and I just assumed you’d give all I wanted to take, which was wrong of me,” Buck said. “I got swept up in the appeal of dating a big strong man who was a sexy beast and I expected you to act like one, despite knowing you’re so much more than that.

“So, it’s important to me that you know that I see you as an equal. I love you and I respect you and you are more than my personal meaty manhandler,” Buck said with insistence.

Tommy laughed, but let out the first warm smile he did this whole conversation and it made Bucks heart so much lighter and release so much tension he didn’t know he was holding.

“I do,” Tommy said. “Thank you, Evan. I want to be the type of Daddy that takes care of his boy, not uses him like a toy. Would that be okay with you?”

“Of course it is,” Buck assured. “I know you’re sometimes worried about our age gap, but I don’t only not worry about it, but I’m also not only into you because of it. And if you’re ever feeling doubtful or uncomfortable, our safe words are for you too. Even if you’re the one topping. You deserve to use those too. Promise me you’ll use them when you need them.”

“I promise,” Tommy oathed. “Thank you, Evan. Next few times can we stick with moderately vanilla missionary, and cock riding? I like being able to see your face and kiss you when I need. I’ll be able to handle a few minutes of Doggy, if need be, I just want to…make love to you sometimes, not just fuck you, and Vice-Versa.”

“Of course,” Buck said, leaning in to kiss him deeply. “I’ll never say no to making love with you if that’s what you need.”

They held each other close and buried their faces into each others necks, massaged each others backs, and both enjoyed the comforting supportive embrace of the others’ love.

[yabagofmilfs]

tell me about rich sugar baby pls!!!

i had this random thought a couple weeks ago and now i’m obsessed with it.

extremely middle class corporate guy sid is in his mid-thirties and feeling a little bored and unfulfilled so he gets on one of the apps and finds geno, down on his luck college twunk who’s just looking for a guy to show him a good time and spoil him a little (code for sugar daddy but sid isn’t really hip to the subtleties). he’s got the cutest face sid’s ever seen and possibly the biggest dick, so sid’s really into it.

and then it becomes this whole thing where sid discovers he likes spoiling geno so much it really turns his crank when geno mentions off handedly that he doesn’t have any groceries :( or there’s this new pair of shoes that look really cute but they’re $300 :( and when sid gets him whatever he wants geno’s so greatful he begs to suck sid’s dick. it’s the taking care of someone and the opportunity to be thoughtful in the way he’s always wanted to be but never really had an outlet for plus the frankly alarmingly good sex that makes him feel more alive than he has in years.

and then something happens, idk what yet (maybe geno’s parents come to town?), and sid discovers that geno is actually very wealthy. like. generationally wealthy. and sid has to wrestle with whether good young dick and the feeling he gets when he spoils geno is worth more than being played.