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Holy mother of sweet christ???
2281! But I’m guessing we’re not from the same world.
HOW DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY LAUNCH A ROCKET?!?!?!?!?!?!.!?!?!
Out of curiosity rb and put in the tags how many fics come up when you type your last name into ao3. Apparently even though my last name is uncommon there's like 500
me when i erm i erm i i i i i ermmm
where’s that quiz where you choose lke 4 colours u like and 4 u dont and it hands your ass on a plate
where’s that quiz where you choose lke 4 colours u like and 4 u dont and it hands your ass on a plate
![Frank Lepold, [Kasse II, Portato]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/11097f9b79dd0acb67f9c27e9e7f71f0/3a6267a1a3257e08-fa/s500x750/605baed29da50b4e86ae0ebdcbf2d169e0fe8bff.png)
Frank Lepold, [“Kasse II, portato”]
HAIR DOWN THERE BB ;AAAAA;
Overthinking time! So Chuck The Evil Sandwich Making Guy is a man with a sandwich head right? And in World Girl we see two or more other sandwich head characters... So.. And CTESMG (Chuck The Evil Sandwich Making Guy) has a clearly human mother, even though her face is covered up! So... Did the humans just fuck a sandwich??? Was this sandwich alive??? How does this word??? Is there any genetic being this??? I need to know.
240422 wonwoo’s photocards for seventeen’s best album 17 is right here
...what.
hey, uhh...What is Moss's favorite food??
(if he has any, of course^^)
Please don't ask me why I'm asking this😰
…….sand.
Graphic Depiction Of Violence, believe it or not. damn.......
then i saw a lot of noncon stuff after so DAMN!
@cyberp-1-nk @anni-is-here @salemssimblr @decaysal HELPPPP
ur turn now bbgs :)
First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die
How you dying 👀
My bsf: *playing sdv* ooo a mahogany seed! His little sibling: Misogynist Tree!
DISCO STICK | ft. minho
Don’t think too much, just bust that quick. Or whatever those lyrics say.
— Pairing; Lee Minho | Lee Know x Reader
— Rating; E for Explicit
— Author’s Note; I’m unwell. Minho’s fat ass cock is always staring at me and I need to be lobotomized because of it. Also, @skzms and @hyunsvngs are to blame (indirectly).
— Warnings; frottage/dry humping, pretty much enemies to lovers, big dick!lino, lino’s stupid fat bulge, reader’s insane, hate speech (it’s mild, reader just tells lino she hates him all the time lol), banter, crushes disguised as loathing, lino gets blue balled a little (he’s a lil into it), lino is stern, reader is a brat!, uhm, i think that’s all!
“I hate you.”
Minho’s only mildly offended. You don’t look nearly as menacing as you’re probably hoping for. In fact, Minho thinks the furrow between your brows and the downturn of your mouth is rather cute. You look more like a sulky toddler who’s upset to find out that Daddy was right about the tooth fairy. Only, Minho’s definitely not your father, though he can’t say he’d be any bit turned off if your pretty lips fixed themselves to call him Daddy.
“I hate you and your stupid, big, fat cock,” you whimper, grinding your hips down angrily. “Are you even hard? Why’s it so fucking big?”
“I don’t know,” he answers honestly, hands gripping your hips to help steady you into a rhythm. “It’s just the cock I was born with, princess.”
“I-Is it hard?” You ask, voice small. “M-Min.”
He feels his cock jump where it’s chubbed up, hardening steadily beneath the heat of your cunt. He wants to be nonchalant about it all, but you’re warm and whiny, all up in his space and forcing him to take notice. You hate him, huh? You have one hell of a way of showing it.
“It’s half mast right now, but if you keep moaning my name like that, I’m gonna be full grown before you know it.”
“Fuck,” you gasp, gripping into his broad shoulders. Your nails dig into his skin through the cotton of his tee and Minho wishes he were naked so he could wear your scratches pridefully.
“It’s so unfair! S-Such a big cock gone to waste.”
Minho snorts, choking on his own spit when you bounce on his bulge, glaring at him. You come down roughly and something about it sends electricity up Minho’s spine. You’re looking at him like he’s the worst human being alive, like he isn’t letting you grind your pussy all over him like a cat in heat despite the scathing words you speak at him. If he was fucking you for real, he’d have flipped you onto your back a long time ago. He would have buried his dick so deep in your guts that you’d feel him in your throat, unable to speak because it’d feel like his tip was nudging your uvula. Alas, he’s maintaining some semblance of control, respecting your disdain for him by letting you have your fun.
“You talk a lot of shit for someone who’s trying to fuck me through my clothes,” he says, eyes turned downward, trained on the wet spot you’re making on his sweats. “Also, it’s a dick, not a po-go stick.”
“Shut up,” you cry, rolling your bottom lip into your mouth when his bulge stimulates your clit just right. Your skin is hot with embarrassment. “I can’t come if you’re talking; your voice is turning me off.”
That’s a real bold face lie if he’s ever heard one. Minho can feel your pussy clenching through the layers separating the two of you. That tiny hole of yours spasms every time he opens his mouth; how are you gonna tell him that his voice does nothing for you? You’re fucking stubborn, he thinks, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. You’re such a damn brat, and boy does he salivate at the thought of putting you in your place.
He’s sporting a full erection by now, cock hard and aching against the heat of you. You shiver and grind down hard, rutting your swollen, achy clit against the thickness between his thighs. You hate that you know you’re going to come like this, quick and desperate in your enemy’s lap like some horny teenager.
“I—,” you hiccup, wet eyes staring into his own, “I’m n-not letting you f-fuck me,” you stammer, rolling your hips.
He aches with frustration, but he respects it nonetheless. Minho is a man of honor, even if his thoughts are criminal.
“I know,” he laments, brown eyes glued to you. He doesn’t want to miss it when you come undone. “I’m just a means to an end, princess. Use my cock however you need.”
“God, I hate you,” you say, but the watery sob that follows says differently.
Honestly, if he were a more delusional man, he’d say you were well on your way to being in love with him. Why else would you have fixated on his cock? Why else would you be humping and grinding on him like a wanton whore, babbling to yourself about how big his dick is? The sounds you make have him gritting his teeth, the ache is his jaw the only thing keeping him from latching onto your skin and marking you up. You look so pretty this way, sat upon his cock like you are. Minho’s not sure he’s ever wanted a woman so badly.
The closing of your eyes drives him feral, a growl working its way through his chest and up out of his esophagus. He’s not in control of himself when he wraps a hand in your hair, fucking his hips up right as you’re grinding down. Your eyes snap open and a warbling noise passes your lips, and Minho can’t help but pin you with his stare.
“Eyes on me,” he sneers, snapping his hips up, bulge pressing heavily against your clit. “If you’re going to get off on my cock, you better fucking look at me while you do it.”
“Minho,” you whine, blinking up at him in a daze, “I-I’m—“
“Yeah,” he breathes, dark eyes holding you hostage. “Come on it; go ahead. Be a good girl for once.”
The moment you shudder apart is the moment Minho feels his entire DNA sequence being rewritten down to the atoms. You squeal, high pitched and breathy, a wobbly sigh of his name that makes him feel raw and frayed at the edges. Lee Minho is not one to get caught up, especially with girls who claim to hate his guts. There’s certainly a first time for everything though, and he thinks that this might be the start of a beautifully horribly disastrous fling.
“Messy girl,” he teases, staring down between your bodies. “You’ve ruined my pants.”
“Shut up! You’re such a pig.”
You slide off his lap with a groan, righting your skirt and wobbling on shaky legs. He laughs, big palms warm against your hips as he steadies you. You glare, but it holds none of the heat you want it to. Especially when your eyes are quick to the mess you made, watching his dick twitch and dribble under your gaze, making the mess more prominent. Minho smirks, using his muscles to make it bob without touching it.
“I can fuck you real good, you know,” he says, low in his throat. “Show you what big dick is really all about.”
You blink, and blink again, lip caught between your teeth. It’s a bad idea. Fucking Lee Minho is a really, no good, rotten, terrible idea. You hate him, he hates you. On the flip side, dick like that only comes around once in a lifetime and you’d be a fool to let it slip through your fingers.
“You can’t come inside me,” you blurt out as agreement, “And this gets out to no one.”
“Sure,” he answers, giddy but honest, “Whatever you say, princess. Your pussy, your rules.”
“Good,” you nod, stalling.
Minho rolls his eyes. So much all that bravado you had ten minutes ago. That’s okay though, Minho’s sure he knows how to handle you now.
“C’mon,” he says, standing and grabbing your hand. “You’re gonna want to be in a bed when I finally blow your back out, but don’t worry! Foreplay first!”
“You make it sound so sleazy,” you groan, feeling your cunt drip in your panties.
Minho’s responding laugh is loud and ugly and you still hate him. A voice in your head that sounds way too much like Felix telling you that this a bad idea.
You follow him anyways.
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