Key enjoys abusing bottomho.
(via skullfuq)
Title: Invitation.
Author: thefourthstage.
Rating: NC-17.
Genre: band!fic.
Length: 1700+ words.
Fandom: KPOP; SHINee.
Pairing/Focus: Onew/Minho, voyeur!Taemin, Onew/Taemin/Minho.
Summary: “Hyung, make him leave.”
Warnings: Voyeurism. Companion fic to Beanstalk, Voyeur, and Invitation.
oh fuck my life
(via fybottomho)
Ballerina!Ho~. He’s a very special child, indeed.
Minho, be a good boy and put on some leotards for Noona. NNGGHHHHHH
(Source: mybabychoi)
i want to serenade this picture with the chorus of “heavy rotation” over and over again, that’s how much i love it.
(Source: l-attemacchiato, via dubusangtae14)
Minho being mercilessly teased.
im pretty proud of that fourth one
Submitted by fawkesthetimelord
(via lirpanator)
(Source: boonies, via khunjiyong)
*****
In the settling ruins, the captain found a doll. A doll because it is lying naked and half-buried under ruins seemingly fast asleep. The captain may be young and inexperienced but it sure doesn’t suggest anything humanly when something lies still trapped under boulders three times its own size.
The doll is in appearance of a male - or at least, a human male - with its broad flat chest and defined jaw, but its plush mouth and long sooty lashes make it look a lot feminine.
Pretty, the captain thought.
He approached the doll slowly, gun poised ready to fire. As he gets nearer, it becomes more apparent that the doll is of an alien nature because the jagged rocks pressing down onto bare skin hardly mar its surface.
Kneeling beside it, the captain soon realised that there is no signs of life from the doll. As close as it is in appearance to human, there is no rising and falling in his chest. In reflex, the captain touched the doll to find a heartbeat. That seemed to trigger a response as the cool and smooth surface grew warm and in the span of seconds, the chest heaved its first breath.
The doll’s eyes snap open.
***** END
HAHAHAHAHAHA ALIEN!MINHO SPACE!AU OMFG WHAT HAVE I DONEEEEE
Because this ‘verse is too cool for words, yes. (I do love me some sci-fi, but that doesn’t mean I’m any good at writing it. lolol)
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“Have you figured it out yet?” The captain asks, stepping into the small and bright infirmary. But what’s sitting silently on the examination table, head down with dark hair cover its face, definitely isn’t human and in need of a doctor. He moves further into the room, watching the thing’s body rises and falls with even breathing.
A young doctor steps around the table, rubbing his tired face, “Not yet, sir.”
Behind the ‘doll’ is their mechanic, and as the captain steps around the room, he can see the mechanic poking around an open panel on the back of the doll’s long neck with his thin tools.
The captain directs his simple question at the mechanic, “So?”
“Sir, uhh..” the man glances up only a moment, “Well, I’ve never encountered a doll like this before.”
The doll twitches, movements humanly fluid and it mumbles in a language no one in the room can understand.
“Can you fix the language problem at least?” Captain sighs.
“I’ll try, sir.”
The doctor moves around to the front of the doll, lifting its head with one hand under its chin. Big eyes dart to make eye contact with the captain then. Long lashes flutter over dark eyes, and suddenly the captain’s aware of just how naked the doll is in its very human appearance – skin looking silky smooth with only a few silver bands running down its body that shine in the bright light of the room. He grunts, but before the captain speaks, the doctor quietly says “Oh..” and throws a sheet from the table over the doll’s lap, covering slim thighs.
The doll’s eyes stay locked on the captain though, making the young man grow uncomfortable. Everyone watches as it raises an arm, pointing a finger at the captain. Its head tilts, soon speaking in a deep, human voice, but it’s still words they can’t understand.
“I’m working on it,” the mechanic says without a word to him. He drops his head, tools poking around again.
The captain stares, eyes still locked with the doll’s. He grows more uncomfortable when it slowly smiles, white teeth appearing behind full lips and it continues mumbling towards him. The captain denies his eyes ran over its thin body, indulging in the idea of using the doll for things other than labor.
(Source: kariseuma)
kayceedoes asked: UNNIEEEEEEEEEE ! ASDFGHJKL FREAKING OUT!!! fybottomho(.)tumblr(.)com/post/24268904561/kayceedoes-in-the-settling-ruins-the I CANTT I CANTTTTTT <3
I LOVE MY LIFE <33333
Eight strikes and you’ve been out for a loooong time.
At first, they only wanted me to reveal my shoulder. But they liked it so much that more came off…
— Minho on their semi-nude, natural concept.
For my fellow shippers here~
Minbros/Mincest belowwww.
———-
“Do you wanna die?”
Minho laughs harder, pinned to the living room floor and squirming slightly below his older brother, trying to keep Minseok’s controller away from his reach. He isn’t feeling all that threatened by his brother’s words.
“Hyung, you can’t beat me if I have your controller!” Minho breathes harder, waving his arm above his head to keep the controller just out of reach.
Minseok presses harder into Minho’s body, making him squeak with a laugh. “Minho, don’t be a brat, huh?”
“I’m not.” Minho grins playfully and tosses the controller over his head. While Minseok looks up, eyes following the controller, Minho lifts his head, bumping his lips to his brother’s.
Minseok rolls off Minho then, being dramatic with spitting sounds as he lays beside Minho on his back. “You are the worst kiss of my life.”
Minho rolls onto his stomach towards his brother, leaning his folded arms on Minseok’s chest. He pouts, “Kiss? You say it like it was a one time deal.”
Minseok tilts his head, raising his hand to flick Minho’s nose. Minseok laughs when Minho hisses and his face scrunching in discomfort.
Minho whines “Hyuuung,” while rubbing his nose.
“Those other times never happened.”
Minho snorts at Minseok’s denial. He teasingly pats at his brother’s chest, “I’ll just have to get better, huh?” He laughs while pressing his lips to Minseok’s again. When a hand touches the back of Minho’s head, he figures it’s going to shove him away, annoyed. But instead it rests there, even pulls Minho closer. Minho melts into the kiss, voice vibrating between them.
Maybe not for his brother, but for Minho - Minseok is the best kiss of his teenage life. He hopes - knows that will never change. Later, Minho will dream of a world where they could be together like this forever.
Once the sound of the front door being open was heard, Minseok practically throws Minho off him and sits up, wiping his arm over his mouth, eyes wide.
Sitting up, Minho chews his lips and rubs his sore arm from his awkward landing, watching his mother walking back into the house with a tired smile.
The room was silent except for the faint sounds from the TV speakers playing video game music.
guys, this is getting way too obvious. but keep going, i don’t mind.
(Source: fuckyeahhohyun, via fybottomho)
