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warren worthington iii / angel - bio
m'cann m'orzz / mackenzie morse / the martian - bio
damian wayne / robin (iv) / bio
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super/wings
kar zor-el / karter danvers / superlad - bio
warren worthington iii / angel - bio
m'cann m'orzz / mackenzie morse / the martian - bio
damian wayne / robin (iv) / bio
still here~ possibly pending to see what happens after the hiatus notice
LEO WOODALL Vampire Academy 1.06 "Molnija"
Aramis Knight as Kareem
MS. MARVEL (2022), created by Bisha K. Ali
Kit Connor | The Tony Awards x Tommy Dorfman IG Takeover | January 15, 2025
ZANE PHILLIPS ph. by Robert Riese (2022)
tony shamelessly looked at m'cann up and down a couple of times while running his tongue over his lips. finally, he approached the younger hero and ran his armored hand over their arm when they flexed, giving the bicep a small squeeze. plenty of good material to work with. easy on the eyes. a nice ass. a slutty costume. good at fighting. yes, he liked them already.
“i'd have to be blind to not think that you were hot while fighting. to be clear though, you're also very hot right now, just standing around and not beating some villain's ass.” that part was also important to note.
m'cann stood as he saw tony approach, and run over his bicep and only grinned in response. they loved attention, and it was so rare since landing on earth to find someone so open to it. others were guarded. and suspicious. not this man however. the martian kept grinning, so happy and eager, like a puppy.
"thank you! this is my natural form." green skin, smooth and exposed except for the costume that was skin tight and the skirt sinfully short. "a lot of people seem turned off by the green skin, but i love it. i am m'cann, a martian from mars, it's a pleasure to meet you!" m'cann gave a little twirl then, to introduce the younger hero to tony and let the skirt raise a little bit.
the only thought that was flowing through their mind was that the wings might make things a bit tricky. still, poison ivy was quick on his feet and would figure it out. “those are bold claims coming from you, but i really hope that you can.” the vine continued to wrap itself around the blond's thigh and go up until the tip was rubbing over his bulge. “i'm glad you know i'm not just your common fun you're going to get around these parts.” he absentmindedly flexed when he felt the contact, propping himself up on his elbow so that his bicep was more prominent. “question is, do you want to move this to somewhere more private or are you okay with public?”
that vine was tricky and not something he was used to, plant based powers were kind of a rarity around the mansion but he had to admit it was fun. especially when it was teasing against his bulge, the impossibly tight shorts getting even tighter. "common is boring, this is much better," he teased, his hand drawing down the now prominent bicep, back up, trailing down his stomach, pausing at the question. "we could be subtle here, yeah? unless you're feeling very, very eager and like we could spend the day together.. then maybe somewhere a little more private? but for now.." he spread his wings again, wide, tilting them inward as if they were making a barrier, shielding them from prying eyes as he perked a brow, daring ivy.
did they cheat? technically, yes, but raven didn't think that certain rules applied to him. that was when trigon's voice had slipped into his thoughts and reminded him that he was a half demon.
“you make it sound like i broke the law.” they shrugged their shoulders and started to walk away from the store. damian was bound to follow. “the difference is i know how to stop. your father knows once you get started, you'll probably put someone in the hospital.”
meanwhile, no one was injured with what he did. “i will not. what do you have to offer?”
"no law broken, but you did use an underhanded practice to get ahead, i am almost impressed, raven." he said with a small groan, rolling his eyes at being called out for someone being put in the hospital. it was true, and damian clearly wasn't bothered by the fact either as he waited for raven to make a further point other than hospital = bad.
narrowing his eyes, damian stepped closer and lifted his arms to cross over his chest, maybe possible flexing in the interim, "what would you like, raven? i am open to negotiations."
damian wasn't unreasonable, mostly.
seeing as how the banter and the dancing from before had already riled him up, he didn't hesitate to show that to the gorgeous blond. lawrence moved their hand over to grab a hold of his wrist. then, he brought it down to his own bulge, pressing against his semi-hard cock. “you tell me if it's impressive or not. not the full length by the way.”
his brows rose when his drink on his other hand was frosted. much like iceman. cool. “you're a man of many talents and not a mutant? interesting.” then he glanced over at the exit. “hotel five blocks away for the night.” early mission.
this kind of boldness was definitely the kryptonian's style, and even better when his hand was right there, pressed up against that semi-hard cock and the blonde eagerly wrapped his palm and fingers around him, feeling it in his grip and stroking that dick through the material to get a rise out of lawrence. "that's pretty impressive, can't lie.."
seeing him gaze shift to the exit, he knew he was in, and karter leaned in and pressed a kiss right by laurence's ear, trailing his jaw up to whisper in it. "then why don't we go there and you can fuck me?"
Clark didn't have the sort of, ahem, prowess that Karter did. That didn't mean he didn't enjoy the Man of Steel as a lover —he most certainly did— but his way of sex veered more toward the vanilla side of things. Karter, on the other hand...
A little more unhibited.
Bruce watched in awe as the powerful blond took every last one of his thick inches inside; all he could do was hold on to the other's hips as they rocked together, fearing his orgasm would arrive sooner than later.
"Flex for me—" he requests, breath ragged and exasperated, wanting to see his statuesque paramour's body in all its glory.
Bruce Wayne's cock was still such a perfect piece of man that Karter knew this would not be the last time he stumbled into the cave looking for it, but seeing how he lay there, ragged and so close, he was smug in his own way. Hand on his chest, holding him there, he brought the other to slide Bruce's hands up along his body.
He flexed again, every ridge of muscle shown and he let the strong, well worn hand trail over his body. "Do you like seeing me ride your cock like this? This strong body on display? You know I can overpower you, and it makes your cock harder.." he sunk back on it harder then, grinning as he did so, just grinding his hips to let Bruce feel every inch of his dick enveloped.
"I want you to fuck me, do things to me that would make Clark blush."
Chase’s throat went dry as Karter leaned his chin onto his shoulder, the closeness making it impossible to focus on anything but the warmth radiating between them. When Karter asked about the view, Chase’s blush deepened, his eyes darting nervously to the window before landing back on Karter’s reflection. “Uh, the view?” he mumbled, his voice shaky, trying—and failing—to sound nonchalant.
He lingered for a moment, heart pounding, before glancing down at the dumplings. “Maybe I’ll just, uh, grab another—” But the words died on his lips as he turned, leaning in and pressing his mouth to Karter’s. It was hesitant, clumsy, and he lingered there, hoping Karter would lead the way because, honestly, he didn’t have a clue what he was doing—but he didn’t want to stop.
Karter hadn't expected Chase to be so bold in that moment, the lips meeting his and he let out a sigh of content because the lingering vibe of friends-more-etc was so heavy all night he wasn't sure he would make it. But a kiss? Like this? He leaned into it instantly, because he felt like being kissed by Chase Stein was a gift and it wasn't something he was going to squander.
Stepping closer, he had Chase against that very window they were looking out earlier, kissing him deeper, heavier, just letting the other feel how much he was wanted by Karter before he pulled back. He didn't speak just yet, just a few kisses along that smooth jaw before his smiling hindered him. "I've been wanting to kiss you all damn night."