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More Bingwen being a slut on my Bluesky feat. a very flustered Angelman/CJ

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Flirtations

"Here we are again, Mr. Midnight. We really must stop meeting like this."

Midnight didn't quite know what was meant by that. She-Devil cropped up on his radar once a month or two; a scorned fashion model turned villain, she was far more artsy than the usual rabble. Oddly enough, her heists and ransoms usually included a preference for Midnight's attention. She'd faced a wide gamut of heros before his time, but since his debut, her demands pretty much always included him by name.

As it was, he was currently tied down to a table in an old abandoned atelier, his cape stapled in place, his limbs restrained with an advanced fabric blend that resisted tears and brute strength. She-Devil had been rambling for a while before the odd comment, some unnameable look in her eyes as her heels clicked towards the caped vigilante.

"I've been dying to catch a glimpse of the body under all that black," Her long pointed nails danced over Midnight's chest, flirting with the hem of his cowl. "What shades are we working with? What can I tie you up with that would compliment your skin tone?"

"I've been told I'm pale as paper," Midnight didn't even try to bite back his retort. "At least that's what the saleswoman at my favorite department store says."

"Oh?" She-Devil's eyes lit up, two slender hands settling on Midnight's collar. She was close enough, he could detect her perfume even through his protective breathing mask. "And why does she tell you that? What are you buying for such a conversation to take place?"

"Makeup. Well," He made a sort-of shrugging gesture. "Mostly eyeliner, eyeshadow. I like it dark and smokey."

She-Devil made a weird sound, something like a moan as she caressed his face and leaned in.

"Oh, my, a man so daring and confident as to wear makeup in his spare time?" She groaned again, doing an elegant little hop to get up on the table and perch on his lap. "Screw my plans, this is far more delicious of an affair."

Behind his cowl, Midnight's eyes widened. Was she just playing into the role, or was she really trying to grind her slim ass into his groin?

"What are your measurements?" She-Devil flirted, playing with her lower lip, batting her eyelashes, hiking up her scanty brassiere. "Maybe I'd like to make your wedding suit. As your widow, I'll make sure your last outfit will be absolutely to die for--"

"I'm gay."

Snapping her mouth shut, the villain's eyes were the ones to widen at that. She leaned back, then leaned in, glanced around, stared at her lap for a moment, then finally met Midnight's gaze.

"... What?"

"Sorry, were you still doing a bit? Sometimes I can't tell."

"No-- I mean, yes, sort of--" She-Devil spluttered, indignant. "Whatever! Are you seriously gay?"

"... Rather than humorously gay?"

"Ugh, rather than--" Her hands flapped about, gesturing at nothing and everything. "Rather than lying! I don't know! Maybe you have a girlfriend and you're trying to let me down some other way."

"I hate that shit," Midnight scoffed. "Clear concise communication, that's the way to do it. Why lie?" He shook his head. "No, I'm genuinely gay. I tried to be with a woman once, did some experimenting in college--"

"You went to college--"

"--but it just didn't work out. Believe me, I tried. Sometimes I feel like being bisexual would be easier."

"That's a bit reductive," She-Devil finally slid off his lap. Arms crossed haughtily, she gave him one last sideways glance. "... So you're being serious? You're gay?"

"I'm homosexual homoromantic, yes."

With a huff that blew a strand of platinum hair out of her eyes, She-Devil strutted to her laptop and started typing. There was a long awkward silence before the restraints around Midnight's limbs slackened and he carefully sat upright. She only rolled her eyes, waving her hand dismissively.

"We're done here. I'm calling off my plans-- people don't even wear ascots anymore, I can't strangle enough of the population with my SmartFabric™," She seemed genuinely defeated, her posture slumping as she scowled at the superhero. "I won't ask for you anymore, so... I guess that's it."

Midnight was quiet for a moment. He rubbed at one bicep, trying to encourage regular blood flow. After weathering her withering stare for a while longer, a lightbulb went off.

"Oh, you're attracted to me, that's what this was."

"Get OUT, Midnight."

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I am fascinated by Bingwen. Please infodump? *grabby hands* (Sorry for the anon I am unbelievably shy)

That's why I keep anon on ;) ♥️

Bingwen Woon fun facts:

- His parents immigrated to Seaboard, Washington as young adults to create a medical care empire for the people, of the people, by the people. It's their unflinching dedication to providing the best care for the best prices that shaped Bingwen's sense of justice and positive morality

- Due to the dedication he has for his parents' core goals, Woon Pharmaceuticals continues to be one of the absolute best healthcare providers in the US even with Bingwen as CEO. Woon Pharma has the best rates, the best care, and the best treatment of their employees

- Before their untimely murders deaths at the hands of a random mugging, his parents were never diagnosed with anything but Bingwen is certifiably autistic and major depressive

- When he broke out as Midnight, his first 6 months were rather violent as he was still processing the immense grief of losing his parents while away at med school. When a convenience store robber pleaded for his life on account of having a small child at home, Midnight immediately sobered up and started on a more righteous path

- The would-be miracle cure that was meant to aid his father's illness instead became the first prototype of Midnight's superserum. It doesn't remotely make him a metahuman like Angelman, but does improve his heal time and senses

- Bingwen first got the idea to become Midnight thanks to being a massive Angelman fanboy, and now they're boyfriends

- Midnight's main tools are; syringes filled with various short-term paralytics, throwing knives/needles, a grappling hook, the Crescent Cycle (it's like a Tron bike in design lol), and years of martial arts training. He also carries multiple medkits for himself and civilians. MIDNIGHT DOES NOT KILL, never has, never will, and low-level criminals are usually given insider industry tips to get better insurance

- His favorite music genres are metal and screamo

- His nemesis is Dr. Neuropathy, hypothesized to be Manfred P. Alton, CEO of Alton Health Group. Bingwen is convinced Alton put out a hit on his parents in order to cull the competition, however he didn't bank on Bingwen being away for college. He feels immense guilt over being away while his parents were killed, but in truth, that saved his life

- Bingwen's design and voice is based on Jinu from Kpop Demon Hunters, though the voice modulator in Midnight's mask sounds more like Gwi-Ma

- He's gay and uses he/they

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They look so nice, I colored them thrice

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Reminder I post smut on Bluesky please follow me 🫰💋

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I'm glad Kpop Demon Hunters and Superman 2025 came out when they did so Bingwen could exist

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Poor Bingwen has the most severe eye bags of any OC I've made before

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My bf and I made a sort-of SuperBat parody, more like an homage after we both loved the new Superman movie 🥰 Angelman belongs to him 🫶 I also fell out of love with the original design lol had to adjust it until I was happy

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I'm making my first ever true self-insert, i.e an OC that's essentially just supposed to be me but in a fantasy setting, and though I'm trying to make a proper character sheet I just had to drop a little sample 👀

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There's something very freeing about being at a stage in my life where I feel like I'm presenting as visibly queer 24/7

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One of my favorite things about love is when I like characters simply because I know my boyfriend likes them

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Yay, now the polycule is official

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I love the Mortal Kombat series because it's one of a few games that genuinely hurts me irl lmao my fucking hands

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I made this, use it wisely

Y'all Mortal Kombat II (the movie) just got a trailer dropped and I'm freaking the fuck out, oh my god I'm so excited

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Y'all Mortal Kombat II (the movie) just got a trailer dropped and I'm freaking the fuck out, oh my god I'm so excited

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I'm so obsessed with these two together I'm considering getting a commission of them 🫣

Istg Ambrose and Crow are just "we have McCree/Cole Cassidy x Hanzo at home"

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Istg Ambrose and Crow are just "we have McCree/Cole Cassidy x Hanzo at home"