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applestruda · 6 months
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warandpeas · 4 months
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No Idea
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spacedace · 10 months
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dp x dc prompt/mini blurb thing:
Somewhere along the line, stealing the Batmobile had seemed like the best option.
Elle would stand by that - admittedly short-sighted and kind of panic induced - logic. It was a vehicle that no one would try and stop. It was fast. The keys were in the ignition. Easiest car theft of her life. Or, well, unlife. Whatever. Still the easiest.
She may have forgotten that Superman could fly as fast as the stupid tank of a car could go. Or that Gotham had other vigilantes, that had bikes that were way more maneuverable, or that Billy was a big baby about car chases.
“WATCH THE ROAD!”
“YOU WATCH THE ROAD I’M DRIVING HERE!”
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dovewingkinnie · 2 months
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new worker dropped
such lovely eyes
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sweeteastart · 28 days
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Got way too happy to see the new update and drew Loft from Bonus link by @ezdotjpg ! My boy is so stressed in the last update, I had to draw him happy alongside his and Zelda's loftwings
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skzcre · 1 year
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12:15 am
idol!minho x nonidol!reader, established relationship.
warnings: breeding kink(!!!), minho calls the reader kitten. a little bit of dacryphilia. overstimulation.
minors dni :)
his room was dark, save from the shadows the moon casted through his curtains. a cacophony of heavy breaths and skin slapping skin filled the heavy air. minho said he needed to go to bed early tonight to prepare for a very busy day preparing for the comeback.
but you had the absolute audacity to be waiting in his room wearing nothing but one of his striped long sleeves, teasing him with the sight of your thighs just barely covered by his comforter. how was he supposed to be any sort of responsible when you looked this delicious?
“shit.” he practically threw the comforter off your sweaty bodies, not caring where it landed. he was back on you immediately, pushing your plush thighs upward to let your legs rest on his shoulders before continuing his descent somehow deeper and deeper into you. you couldn’t help but to cry out for him, gripping the sheets for dear life.
minho often fucked like his life depended on it. like it would be the last time he’d get to feel your warmth or hear you keen his name. like he needed to stamp his name across every section of your body, and you fucking loved it.
there were tears blearing your vision but even in the dark you could see him so clearly. the furrow in his brow, the sheen of sweat covering his face and body. the way his abs constricted with every thrust, how his biceps flexed when he gripped your ass. like a greek god, sculpted from the finest materials known to man, and he was all yours. absolutely whipped for you whether he’d like to admit it or not. the lengths he would go just to see you smile, the effort he put into your relationship even though you naturally couldn’t see each other as often as you’d like due to his profession.
“fuck, i love you so much, min.” you whimpered out, your brain reduced to complete mush by this point. “so fuckin’ good, feels so good.”
“mm, i know, baby.” minho let your legs fall, leaning down to leave his pretty marks over your neck and jawline. his voice was deep in your ear and it made you shiver every single time. “if you keep squeezing my dick this good i might have to marry you.”
he gave you one particularly hard thrust and didn’t move, opting to stay buried deep within you. this time you screamed, back arching off the bed while your nails scraped against his arms.
“nngh…t-too deep..!”
“i wouldn’t stop fucking you, kitten. i’d fill you to the brim every hour of the day, fuck you in every single room of our home.”
you began to whine next, squirming underneath him, trying to pull away to catch a single breath. everything was just too much to handle, he felt so good inside you that it was almost painful. but minho’s strong hands easily kept you right where he wanted you.
“c’mon, pretty, you can take more. i know you can.” he cooed, pressing soft kisses all over your face. your thighs began to tremble, toes curling as your nails dug into the skin of his biceps. “c-can’t…too much—ah!”
somehow his fingers found their way down to your clit, an electric surge crackling through your entire body. it began to move on its own, hips jutting upwards for more. “fuck, fuck, fuck!”
minho drew circles around your clit, watching with adoration as you fell apart around him. “mm, that’s it. that’s my girl,”
“gonna fuck my babies into this pretty cunt.”
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bredobject · 16 days
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Make me worse
Make me worse
Please make me worse
I'm begging you, please, please make me worse
Please, I'd do anything to be worse
Please make me worse
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nobeerreviews · 6 months
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If you don't know where you're going any road will do.
-- Lewis Carroll
(Genova, Italy)
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crunchchute · 4 months
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what is this
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theninthlaw · 10 months
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A bunch of pieces I never finished because I am just lost steam for them. IDK if I will go back to any of these, since a few of them I like the comp for but for now theyre just sitting in limbo.
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kisses!!
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dovewingkinnie · 7 months
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welcome home au i made today called howdys apple farm, thought i’d share but might not do much with it
all of this is for that funny caterpillar man. i like that funny caterpillar man
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gojonanami · 4 months
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thinking about gojo planning a christmas celebration for megumi and tsumiki with you and it’s the first year without suguru so gojo’s a little in his feels but being with you three cheer him up. and it’s like a cute little family. and of course you two end up under mistletoe.
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Every eurovision entry sounds like it's not in English when your audio processing is bad enough
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bodhrancomedy · 6 months
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“So, man, what’s your trick?”
I shifted in the net, trying to squint down at the figure below. “My trick?”
“Yeah, your trick. The apocalypse happened, like, four years ago and you’ve gotta be at least eighty.”
“I - beg - your - pardon -“ this net was really well made - “but - I - am - seventy-six.”
“Whatever.”
A contemplative silence followed save for the creaking of the ropes above me. When I got out of this (if I got out, I suppose) I decided, I was taking Rosie’s advice to start carrying a knife in my boot and damn my pride.
The voice piped up again, knocking me back into the present. “Like, do you sell the good shit or know about bones and where they’re supposed to be or are you just real fuckin’ lucky?”
I groaned. “I’m just lucky. What about you? The apocalypse happened five years ago, in actuality, and you squeak like a kid.”
“I’m twenty-one. An’ it’s not my fault the gender clinic waitlist was so long the world ended before I got on it. Typical NHS.“
“My condolences. Are you going to let me down or not?”
“Gimme a sec, just gotta see if you got anything worth stealing.”
I sighed again louder and replied, “Unfortunately, there’s no testosterone. Look, kid, my spine is really beginning to hurt.”
“Well, shoulda thought about that before you tried to grab my bait. Hey, cool! A hat! And it’s yellow!”
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materassassino · 1 year
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As it is the Holy Week, I was overcome with a fit of madness and had an idea for a Pan-Galactic Song Contest. We're ignoring the fact Mark Hamill can't actually sing, it's make-believe.
GUYS THE FIRST SEMIFINAL IS TOMORROW!
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