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nanami kento | jujutsu kaisen 2.11 - "Seance"
wth grandpa.
WE ARE SOOO BACK GRAVITY FALLS !21! Our very vERY long hyperfixation which holds onto us since 2014 Following that, had to redraw this mf and his toxic yaoi
𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 | 𝑹𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝑩.
- ̗̀໒ ⋮ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ :: ɴꜰʟ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ ʙ. x ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄɪꜱᴛ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
- ̗̀໒ ⋮ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ :: ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ ʙʀᴀᴜɴ, ᴛᴡᴏ-ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ʙᴏᴡʟ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇʙʀᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜɪꜱ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄɪꜱᴛ.
- ̗̀໒ ⋮ {ᴛᴡ} ::ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, 18+, ɴꜰʟ!ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ, ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄɪꜱᴛ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ-ᴄᴏᴅᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴅɪᴄᴋ, ᴄᴜᴍ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʀʏ, ᴅᴏɢɢʏ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ, ꜱᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ[ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀᴅ], ᴏʀᴀʟ{ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ},ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ,ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ʙʀᴀᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴇʀ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ; ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ, ʜᴀɪʀ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ, ᴡᴄ :: 7.0ᴋ
ᴀ/ɴ :: ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ, ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴀꜰᴛꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ. ᴘ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴀɴᴛʜᴇᴍ
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he’s so SILLY hhehehHEHDJEHDHEN
his new weverse pfp sighhh
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.
© hyungszn 2024; please do not copy, steal, repost, modify, translate, or recommend on any other platform without my permission!
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his beautiful lips 😣 pls make a hard hour or something about kissing him i’m not creative enough to pop out a scenario rn 😭😭
[link] u managed to hit my writing weak point… kissing… everyone look away
friends don’t kiss.
at least, you don’t think they do. haechan’s been changing your mind recently. it was sudden, like you never really looked at his face properly before. it was when you both were talking, eyes trailing down to his lips. it hit you then, realizing just how pretty your best friends lips are.
he always seemed to be pouting when he spoke, pretty lips on display for you every time you talked. it’s hard not to stare when they’re right there, practically begging to be kissed. you’re pretty sure he’s haunting you, daydreams of kissing him now infiltrating your mind. you were so sure that you were being sneaky, only occasionally peeking at his lips.
he let you know that, no, you were not being as discreet as you thought you were. he hums one day, as if it were the most normal thing ever, “you know, you’ve been staring at my lips a lot more recently.”
your head snaps towards him, quick to try to defend yourself, “n-no, i just… happen to look there…”
he laughs at your embarrassment. he whispers your name, prompting you to look at him. he’s staring at you, a small smile playing at his lips. before you know it, he leans in to kiss you. his hand is placed on your cheek, pulling you closer as his lips move against yours. they’re as soft as you thought they’d be, almost hypnotizing as you find yourself leaning into him.
he pulls away almost hesitantly, a light pink dusting his cheeks, “i don’t mind it. look as much as you want.”
you thought that it would be a one time thing (much to your disappointment), you found haechan proving you wrong. he’d kiss your hand before taking it in his. he’d give you a kiss when you left his apartment. he’d kiss you a bit harder when anyone would try to flirt with you in front of him. he kisses your tears away when you cry in front of him.
it’s worse tonight, haechan pressing you against his couch. you were only supposed to be watching a movie, but haechan can’t keep his hands to himself recently. you’re pinned down under him, and you can feel how hard he is when he subtly grinds down against you. this is the farthest you’ve both have gone. as much as this shouldn’t be happening, you can’t stop your hands from threading into his hair, pulling him in closer
friends don’t kiss, but for haechan, you might just make an exception.
the sanrio plushie one gagged me ngl...
18+. mdni.
just thinking about jaehyun having the sweetest, loveliest girlfriend ever and not being able to hold himself back from corrupting her and fucking the shit out of her <3
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bf!jaehyun loving the little gifts you craft for him, giving him love letters every other day, carefully put in pink envelopes and wrapped in ribbons of the same colour. he was surprised the first time you wrote him one, but he of course rapidly got fond of it.
jaehyun just loves that you love him and it makes him love you even more. however, his way of showing it is surely a little... unorthodox, treating you with his mouth on your cunt, or his favourite; making you squirt on his cock.
bf!jaehyun who lets you do his skincare, straddling his lap while he's sitting down on your bed. he swears he won't mess with you and that his hands will stay steady on your hips. you apply your best products to his skin, massaging his face as he has his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of your fingers on him.
but jaehyun never keeps his promises for too long, and his hand travels underneath your little sailor moon night shorts, rubbing your sensitive pussy until you give up and hump his palm desperately.
bf!jaehyun who is so pussy whipped the very first moment he meets you, learning all the names of your sanrio plushies right after he fucked you silly on his cock.
bf!jaehyun shopping with you, following you into every store you see, smiling when you squeal at all the cute stuff you set eyes on. he tells you to put everything in the cart, "i'll pay, take anything that you want, baby", and you thank him a million times. you make him smell all the body wash and body scrub products that you pick up, asking him "d'you like it?" and of course he always says yes, which makes you smile happily in return.
bf!jaehyun who always pulls you onto his lap, running his hands up and down your thighs while you give him kiss after kiss until he grabs your face and squishes your cheeks together, "do you think you deserve my cock?" being his favourite thing to ask. you inevitably answer yes, jaehyun replying with "how so?" and you tell him what he wants to hear; "because i was a good girl, daddy". he grins, "that's right, baby. my good girl." after, all that manages to come out of your mouth are cries of his name, eyes glossy and lips swollen, jaehyun's cock shoved deep in your little pussy for the rest of the night.
IT KILLS ME HOW PRETTY HE IS OH MY GOD 😭 😭 😭 😭 (screenshots not mine)
some of my my fav pics of jombee 🫶 i just want him to rock me t’sleep and tell me everything’s gonna be okay (pls send me any of ur favs)
i'm baaack