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this is the last time I will post OOC about it but I just want to say as someone who has struggled to get interactions with trans characters in the past it was a delight to have 12 different characters genuinely interested in scott today.

please know I am open to more sfw ships with scott as well as nsfw.

he is also very poly curious so <3

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ELABORATING ON THE LUNAR SYSTEM'S 4TH ALTER

* They actually have a fourth alter but he doesn't front often. He tends to only front when the other three are severely distressed, when even Jake is struggling to keep them physically safe, and/or when he feels that the system needs to be protected from sexual assault. I plan on making a separate post about this alter. This is an alter who both tends to shy away from his other alters and fronting unless doing either thing is completely necessary

Although Marc, Steven and Jake are fully aware of one another, they don't know much about their 4th alter

Their 4th alter tends to avoid communicating with them in any way and seems to try to hide their exsistence

The 4th alter takes on a role of locking away memories of sexual assault, internalizing them within their mind so Jake + Marc + Steven don't have to remember being sexually assaulted both as a c.hild and as a young adult in college

Their 4th alter tends to front only in scenarios where they are on the verge of dying or where sexual assault is present

Their 4h alter also may front during the first time the system has intercourse with a partner as a sort of self defense mechanism, however things such as stoplight systems and clear communication will result in this alter relinquish fronting to the alter that initated sex

Because the 4th alter is trying to protect the system from reliving memories of their own sexual assault as well as any near death experiences, the system does not have many memories of this alter bc they were the one fronting for most (but not all) of those specific traumatic scenarios

This alter is prone to mimicking the speech patterns and mannerisms of the previous alter to front, in turn often giving off a weird vibe because they'll seem a bit like an off brand version of Jake, Steven or Marc

This alter would benefit from friends and/or lovers that would help them come to realize that they can protect the system but also be more present at the same time

This alter will insist most of the time that they're "Nobody." In very rare cases they'll share that their name is Noah

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Can't seem to make up my mind who who Moon Knight's faceclaim should be and I found two really handsome Palestinian actors so... Why not both?

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@castlle // from here

There's few people in life that can get away with calling them Moony without getting gutted (or at least, verbally threatened) and Frank is one of those few people. A long day filled with bruised knuckles, busted brows and chapped lips has them seeking comfort. Frank is familiar and safe. Frank has them yearning for something soft. Jake is responsible for the first kiss, who will be present for the second remains to be seen.

"Gettin' greedy, aren't you Castle?" he murmurs into Frank's waiting lips, distinctly New York, distinctly Jake accent slipping through. Chuckling at the metaphor, Jake adds, so who's the dog? Me or you?" Lips part at Frank's insistence, allowing him closer still. This is nice.

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@alphafight // mk starter call

Although the Lunar System is not a mutant themselves, they are an ally to mutants. Not only do they have mutant friends, but they also have a strong sense of justice. Besides, with them being Jewish, the anti-mutant sentiment reminds them all too well of similar bigotry that happened not so long ago.

Northstar is a polarizing figure, with some people viewing him as a radical pro-mutant terrorist while others consider him a hero. Others's opinion of the man matter little to the Lunar System. They will come to their own conclusions themselves.

They are given a chance to observe Northstar first hand, with them unexpectedly crossing paths while investigating a string of serial killings. "Should have known you were looking into this too... Any leads?"

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@invulnerablextouch // from here

"You're right, I don't have to," Jean agrees with a small, ever lingering smile. "But I want to." Rogue is no stranger to pain and could do it herself but... But sometimes Jean just wants a chance to take care of her chosen family. "Besides, it won't take long if you hold still."

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@herslaughter// starter call

Marc feels her long before he sees her. It's something akin to Spiderman's spidey-sensess the way the skin on the back of his neck crawls at the feeling of something (or someone) dangerous being nearby. Black and silver cape flutters softly in the wind as he turns to face the source of the feeling. With the way his neck practically vibrates in alarm he's expecting to be facing something big and bloody. He doesn't anticipate her.

In the back of his mind, Khonshu stirs, offering a warning of his own. There's something special about her, something or someone simmering beneath the service... "Who are you?"

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@thetenthman from this n.sfw starter call here

"What? Don't trust a blind man to do the dishes?" Scott muses as he feels familiar arms wind around his waist. He cooked a nice hot meal for the two of them, nothing fancy, just some pasta with a side salad. Still, the meal he created was once less thing Logan had to throw together. It was a small act of service that apparently already go Logan's motor running. Scott can feel how Logan's hands drift to his hips, tugging him closer until he can feel the press of erection against his ass. The last dish is placed in the drying rack, and hands fried on a nearby towel.

Scott opens his mouth to speak again but whatever he is about to say is replaced with a soft sound of surprise and pleasure as Logan's lips ghost over the side of his jaw and down his neck. "Oh. I see now," Scott murmurs, shifting in Logan's arms so they're face to face. He gently takes Logan's face into his palms, using his thumbs to trace the edges of his jaw. He chuckles at himself as he adds, "well I see now in the metaphorical sense." His hands trace over Logan's face again, savoring every dip, scar, and brush of fingertip against facial hair. "I don't need to literally see you to know that you're once handsome bastard."

Tugging Logan's face down toward him, he kisses Logan once, twice, three times... He soon loses count as Logan crowds him against the counter, leg slotted between Scott's thighs. Scott takes the hint, grinding against Logan's leg as their kiss deepens. They haven't taken a single article of clothing off yet he's already feeling damn near breathless. Logan is quick to pick up on his rapidly increasing arousal, sweeping him off his feet, carrying him into the nearby bedroom.

Logan may have carried him but Scott leads, pushing on Logan's shoulders until the man is lying flat against the mattress. Logan makes pretty sounds in the bedroom, especially when teased and eagerly waiting. So that's what Scott starts with, ruthlessly teasing his lover. He guides Logan's hands to the hem of his shirt, encouraging him to help him take it off. He helps Logan out of his shirt in turn, fingertips coming to drag along Logan's shoulder blades as Logan nips and licks at his senstive chest. The bastard knows his top surgery scars are especially sensitive.

Scott tucks his face into the crook of his neck, emitting a soft series of pleased groans as Logan lavishes his chest with affection. Fingertips curl into Logan's hair and his grip tightens instinctively as Logan's hands wander south, squeezing his ass before playing with the waistband of his pants. Scott rolls his hips against Logan's, and the friction of their still clothed waists gets him groaning in Logan's ear again.

"Take your damn pants off Logan," he demands, although he softens his orders with a trail of kisses up Logan's neck, feeling his way upwards until their lips meet again. As Scott listens to the rustle of fabric, he reaches down and sheds his remaining clothes as well. Scott has been on both testosterone and birth control long enough that he's not worried about the lack of a condom. If anything he's eager to feel Logan unfiltered inside of him.

The feeling seems to be mutual, Logan's hands already guiding his thighs apart so he can work him open with his fingers. A pleased shudder travels down his body as one finger is soon joined by another. "Fuck, need you so bad," Scott confesses, voice cracking with want as he rubs his hands along Logan's thighs, feeling his way upward until he finds Logan's cock. Logan's fingers slip out of him, and Scott whimpers at the loss.

Curling a hand around Logan's cock, he bends down and gives it a few light, teasing licks before squeezing the based a few times. Shifting slightly so he can more comfortable straddle Logan's lap, he playfully swats Logan's hands away as he guides Logan's cock toward his hole. He can't see so it's messy, tip circling and brushing around the outside before finally slipping inside.

He starts slow at first, soaking in the feeling of Logan's hands tightening their grip on his hips. He adores every sound Logan makes but the frustrated growls... Oh the growls. "What's wrong? Need me to go faster? Tell me what you need."