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... )
“S’okay…” He looks rather flustered too, but he offers her a reassuring (if awkward) smile. “I’m not exactly Mr. Energetic either.”
She chuckles, but mentally shakes her head. What was wrong with her? God, after everything they had done she should be able to handle a little bit of standing still without losing her composure. Why did he have to be so damn comfortable? He’s lean enough, and yet somehow still has enough ‘padding’ to make for a suitable bed. A soft bed…
That last thought jolts her like a bucket of ice water, and before she can get a grip the Pesterchum buzzes. She quickly turns away from John as she activates her eyepiece, hoping she doesn’t look as embarrassed as she feels…
TT: Jade?
TT: Jade, is everything alright? Has Jack left?
TT: Jade, say something.
GG: OUT!!!!!!!!!!
TT: Um.
GG: GET!
GG: OUT!
GG: NOW!!!!!!
GG: AAAAHHUDHH(*#*H#*(&(&RY&(YR#R& !!!!!
TT: o_o
GG: huh?
GG: oh!
GG: crap I’m sorry rose that wasn’t meant at you!!!! D:
TT: I would hope not.
GG: sorry sorry, ugh it’s these stupid imps!!!!
GG: a bunch broke in and I had to run them out
GG: i was just yelling at a few that were left
GG: ugh they ransacked my room and everything is a mess!
GG: and
GG: um
GG: well I think one took the glasses!!!!
TT: Oh.
TT: Oh, damn. That isn’t good.
GG: tell me about it D:
GG: dave and jadesprite went to track them down
GG: i wanted to help but then I remembered you two! jack might still be there!!!
TT: Dammit.
TT: And you have no idea of knowing whether he’s left or not?
GG: no… :(
GG: i’m really sorry!!!!
TT: Its fine, I’m sure you rather not have had that happen.
TT: But this does spell a bit of trouble for us.
TT: What was Jack doing the last time you checked?
GG: flying
GG: he MIGHT have been leaving the planet…
GG: …but he was heading in your guy’s direction
TT: Damn.
GG: he might have just been passing though!
GG: here, I have an idea
GG: earlier when I was checking on you I looked on your guy’s cave-thing from the outside instead of inside
GG: and I saw it doesn’t have a solid ceiling, it’s a few loose rocks!
GG: see if you can move one! you’ll be able the sky clearer without giving yourself away!
TT: Hmm.
“What’d she say?” John asks. Rose looks up. The cave, if it can even be called that, seems to have been formed by a large, hour-glass shaped fissure in the stone. Smaller rocks fill the upper part, but if she could reach…
“John, could you help me with this?”
“Huh?” He looks up as well. “What are you going to do?”
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“Um…” John frowns, teeth working on his lip. “ I…I guess I could like…” He tries bending over as if to pick her up by the waist, but the space is too cramped-he ends up nearly on top of her. “W-wait, no, that won’t work. Here…stand up on my feet.”
Rose hesitates, but she steps forward, up on the arches of his feet, bringing her to a height slightly above his head. Wobbling a bit, she instinctively grabs John’s shoulders for balance. John twitches. “Sorry,” she apologizes. “Not the most elegant solution, but it works. Good thinking.”
“Heh. Thanks.” He smiles in an “it-can’t-be-helped” way. “Uh, if you’re going to need your hands, maybe I should…” He places his hands on her waist firmly. “Like that. I-if that’s alright.”
“Yes, don’t worry,” Rose says idly, and returns to her task.
The rocks are hard and packed tight together. Pulling them seems futile, besides being stuck tight it’s hard to get a proper grip on the sharp faces and edges. She frowns, staggering forward a bit. John gives a sort of subdued shutter. ”Um, Rose…”
“Sorry,” she murmurs once more, biting her lip in frustration. If only one of them could just force them out in a burst of wind or magic, but that would just defeat the point of hiding. Her eyepiece chirps again:
GG: hey, how’s it going??
TT: Ugh. Slowly, stupidly. None of these rocks are budging.
GG: hmmm
GG: are you pulling or pushing?
“R-Rose…” John’s voice is a bit strange, as if he’s biting his lip. “Rose, I…”
“I’m sorry John, please give me a moment.” Carefully, Rose turns, her hips passing his slowly. “Pulling. Do you think it’ll work if I try pushing them out?”
TT: Pulling. Do you think it’ll work if I try pushing them out?
GG: yeah!!!! like…
GG: like, um
GG: dirt? imagine you’re a meerkat!!! :D
TT: …
GG: … :D
TT: …
TT: I’ll try.
She places a hand on John’s front for balance and stretches another towards the ceiling. After a moment of resistance, the rocks yield a bit. “There we go.” With a small smile of triumph she uses her other hand as well-she doesn’t need to support herself anyways, she’s practically sitting against John- and carefully pushes on the largest one, and she hears the satisfying clink of stone on stone.
TT: Alright, now we’re getting somewhere.
GG: heehee! what’d I tell you??
TT: For the record, I was most definitely not imagining I was any sort of small furry mammal.
GG: suuure ;P
TT: How you made the jump from clearing rocks to meerkats is beyond me.
GG: XD well anyways, how’s it going?
TT: Well, I have a small crack here. And I can safely assure you that at least 2 inches of the sky are 100% Jack free.
TT: If I push this one up a litAHUSHkhhoirch
GG: …???
GG: rose???? is everything okay?!?!
It feels as if time has stopped. The two of them stand completely still, and even the sound of the rain seems to fade away. Rose’s eyes stare straight in front of her, her pupils nearly invisible with shock. After a long, long moment, she shuts her eyes and quietly steps away from John.
GG: rose!!! rose!!!! come on, say something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TT: Something.
GG: oh thank god!!!
GG: I was so worried something had happened to you guys!!!!
TT: We’re fine.
GG: but why did you make that…letterspasm???
TT: …
TT: I need to go.
GG: what??
TT: There’s something I need to take care of.
GG: umm…..okay… :/
TT: I’ll message you back momentarily.
GG: if you say so…
GG: you both be careful, alright?
TT: We will, thank you. Goodbye.
She closes the messenger and takes a long, meaningful sigh. Slowly, Rose turns back to John and raises an expectant eyebrow.
He stands against the cave wall-and even in the dim light, she can see the color burning in his cheeks. His eyes suggest the sheer terror of someone who had thrown a rock at a strange looking fruit only to find a million livid, living pin needles. “I…” He sputters. “I’m…”
She simply lets her gaze drop to his hips.
“Care to explain yourself?”
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Have you actually done fills before?
I mean, balancing school, life, etc, I've taken over two weeks on some of mine. People DO have lives.
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Also most fills are made within hours. That tends to skew my perception of time a little, I think.
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Stupid, stupid, stupid. That was the only thing thundering in John’s head as Rose had stepped away from him. Her voice was perfectly level as she said goodbye to Jade, but he could see her shoulders still frozen in that jolt of shock when he had…his cheeks burn. And now as she turns with the cold, calm look in her eyes, he realizes that, no, he has no idea how to explain himself. But he has to. Because the Rose in front of him is unreadable, not a shred of shock or anger betrayed...which only convinces him that she’s mad as hell.
“John?”
“I-I’m sorry!!” He blurts, trying his best to close his legs. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t want to!”
She quirks a brow. “Is that so?”
“Of course it’s so! Why would I even want to have…to get…” John looks as far away as possible, face feeling red hot. “I’d never want to do anything like that to you on purpose!”
There’s a pause, and Rose speaks quietly, almost calmingly. “Then why…how did you get like that?”
His teeth clench in embarrassment. “O-oh come on, Rose, this is humiliating enough…”
“Sorry?”
“You know how it is!...you know, for guys!”
“Do I?”
John pauses, blinks, and dares to take a look at her. To his surprise, Rose is the one looking embarrassed, eyes averted, hands clasped together and twitching awkwardly. After a moment she brings her eyes back to meet his. “You assume that I’m so experienced with the workings of the male body. Perhaps you should consider the possibility that I’m just as confused as you are concerning the opposite gender.” She sighs, tucking a short lock of hair behind her ear. “Let us assume, just for a moment, that maybe my knowledge of sex comes from bits and pieces gathered from assorted media and questionable accounts found on the Internet, and in so that I’m quite a bit clueless about this situation.”
John’s shoulders loosen. “…you really don’t know?”
“I have a vague idea of how it works. Am I correct in saying that the male needs to…ah, stimulate himself to achieve-.” She gives her head the slightest nod at his lower body. “-this state?”
“No-I mean, yeah, you can but…” He swallows, twisting his body as if trying to avoid her gaze. “In cases, sometimes, um…you know, being touched and being in….close contact with someone, it can…you can be…”
“Aroused.”
John blushes and rubs the lower part of his face with a hand. “Heh, y-yeah…pretty much. When you were, like…” He laughs out of pure nervousness. “You know, sitting against me and leaning against me, and…all that. I didn't mean to get like this on purpose, honest! It just...” He ducks his head. "It just sort of happened."
“…I see.”
The silence roars between raindrops.
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“Do?” John blinks rapidly. “I-I can’t do anything about it except…I guess, finish it myself, b-but, God, I’d never do that in front of you!”
“You wouldn’t?”
“Uh duh, of course not!”
“And no one could do it for you?”
“Of co.......?”
John whips his head back to her to find that Rose has stepped the tiniest bit closer. Her eyes are on the floor, almost shy, but her shoulders are straight and her head is high.
“R…Rose?”
Carefully she meets his gaze. “Wouldn’t it…help if someone else could finish it for you?”
John opens and shuts his mouth. The temperature of the cave seems to spike. "...if...."
“Hypothetically speaking,” and she steps just a little bit closer. “If I were to use my hand to simulate a…woman's body, wouldn’t it work the same?”
After a long search John locates the speech centers of his brain. “That…if I were to…b…buh…”
“And…” And now she’s so, so tantalizingly close. He can count every pale eyelash, see the shine on the dip of her lips. His throat goes through a thousand year drought in the space of a second. “And if I were to do…” She lifts a hand tentatively to her eyes, as if imagining just what she could do with it. “…this…” And before John’s wide, nearly bulging eyes, the hand drops, drops, drops to drag five slim fingers between his legs and ohhhhhhh Jesus-
“John?” Alarmed, she pulls back her hand and John almost wants to cry. “Are you alright?”
“I-I-I-I-I’m,” he gasps, pulling in a shuddering breath. “I’m fine. It…oh god.” He leans against the cave wall, panting in the aftershock of that amazing sensation below his belt. After a moment his breathing slows. “That…wow.”
“I’m guessing this is a positive reaction.” He nods slowly, dazed and confused. “Hmm. Well.” With a little more confidence, she reaches for the spot where he strains against his jeans, with just two fingers this time, and she draws her thumb
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down. He gasps yet again, turning away and bracing himself with his arms against the stone. And yet again she
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strokes him, so tender and yet so jesus CHRIST he's losing control. A hand flies to his mouth, but not in time to catch a strangled “oh jeez”
“…John.” And between the heat of their bodies, the building warmth in his cheeks, the building warmth of everything, her breath almost feels cold against his ear. He shivers, just barely fighting off the desire to moan. “Do you remember how this all started? The game, and everything?” With her other hand she wipes a bead of sweat on his temple he hadn’t even felt. “You had to trust that I would be there for you, even if you couldn’t see me. I’m going to do this for you, and help you the best I can. All I want is for you to do what you did before…”She lifts his shaking chin so that he looks right into her deep purple eyes. “Trust me.”
“…” Slowly, he swallows. “O…okay.”
And he waits.
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I'd say I can't wait for the next update but I think that's apparent enough for everyone.
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god. i have no words. just... thank you so much and i will be (im)patiently waiting for updates.
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