HOMESTUCK KINK MEME III
HOME STUCK KINK MEME III
Anonymously request any pairing and kink you want. Straight, Slash, Femslash, it's all good here!
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►Most requests expect fics, but fanart is acceptable too.
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Anonymously request any pairing and kink you want. Straight, Slash, Femslash, it's all good here!
Can't think of a kink?
Check out a list HERE.
Anonymous imagehost:
http://www.postimage.org/
Things to keep in mind:
►Try to fill requests if you can.
►Most requests expect fics, but fanart is acceptable too.
►One request per comment.
► ( Read more... )
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This one John thought was going to be a little difficult, since Karkat loves Troll Will Smith so much and gets kind of offended at most stuff to do with Will Smith. He loves Troll Will Smith like John loves Human Nic Cage, and though he would personally be up like ten times a day to see Troll Nic Cage Karkat has a habit of getting offended in, uh, an empty room. He is unbelievably touchy. It’s like his superpower: extreme irritation.
But it turns out Karkat also loves human Will Smith. John has to explain everything Jeff Goldblum says at length and if he kept count of the number of times the troll said “This is fucking ridiculous,” he would probably have a number in three digits, and also he is beginning to learn that Karkat doesn’t understand marriage, Presidents, is sensitive about grey alien autopsies and is a jerk about cool fighter jets, but they get through most of the Cool Ranch Twizzlers and half of the first batch of popcorn.
“That kiss was okay,” says Karkat, and slides back into the pillow nest.
“Oh man, that kiss was amazing. Like, it was up for a special award for kisses. Did you guys give out awards for great movie kisses?”
“Both goddamned kinds,” says Karkat (wait, what?). “We were an advanced and artistic society, Egbert, you patronizing dipshit. We gave out awards for complex situations I couldn’t make you understand even if you grew an extra fucking frontal lobe! I’m talking specific rubrics for the most hateful and passionate punches. The most expressive hand-holding.”
“No way, how can you expressively hold hands - “
“How in the unkind love of fuck did we ever make your culture,” Karkat says. He beans John on the forehead as hard as you can bean someone with a piece of popcorn, which because it is Karkat is pretty hard. “Just pretend you’re useful and give me the next one. Before I get bored of your subpar cinema. Because I will get bored, you understand - ”
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Armageddon
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Karkat is transfixed watching Liv Tyler's supremely beautiful face as she lies back and gets animal crackers walked up her chest. His eyes are superglued to the screen. All the popcorn is gone and they are eating the hard popcorn cores you get when you don't make them pop properly, hands all margarine-y and licking their fingers and picking popcorn fragments out their teeth, stubbing the butt-ends of the Twizzlers into the salt and eating them that way. Even disgusting things taste amazing if they become movie food. And especially if eaten in the presence of Liv Tyler. Oh man.
"He's walking creature-shaped crackers," says Karkat. "Over her body."
"Isn't it romantic?"
"Shit." A big inwards-drawn breath. He sounds like a broken Suck'n'Vac. "Yes. Yes, it fucking is."
He complains about all the times when the helicopters fly against a glorious orange sunset but neither of them really care.
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