#Milk DoNg

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Uncomfortable Illustrations This Artist Created About Animal Cruelty

"Milk Dong Comics," created by Taiwanese artist Milk Dong (pseudonym), has gained popularity on Instagram with over 74,600 followers. The artist addresses serious topics like animal cruelty, environmentalism, social injustice, etc.

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Larry Groce Junk Food Junkie

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All watching nirvana the band the show has done for me is make me realize how silly Ontario folks talk

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❝ SAVE A COW, MILK THE ...!? ❞ - Choso Kamo

— (18+) .. SEEMS LIKE THE LOCAL MILKMAN HAS A DIFFERENT TYPE OF MILK IN STORE FOR YOU.

ᯓ★ warnings. (18+), milkman! choso, msub to mdom, overstimulation, titty jobs, p in v, resolved sexual tension, oral (m rec), squirting, slow burn, praising, slight? creampie, suggestive language and actions

ᯓ★ notes. I made choso soo whiny in this I fear.. please beware, there is a LOT of irony in this LMAOO.. plus I need him real bad I think u can tell, anyways hope u all enjoy, this was my 1.4k gift <3

4,862 words (17m read)

please check out and support the actual artists piece on twt!/ig, - @/iamdebruh! + art (center of heading) is by @/yunonoai on twt.

Eggs, sugar, heavy cream, flour, vanilla extract and.. and..?

You analyse the countertop carefully, eyes flickering over each ingredient you had pulled out of the grocery bags less than a minute ago.

"Let's try this again.." Sticking a finger out, you point at the produce one by one, performing a routine of a silly head-count. "Okay- eggs, sugar, heavy cream, flour, vanilla extract and…" Your index finger lands on an empty space that was yet to be filled, and finally, it registers into that brain of yours.

"Oh, how could I possibly forget the milk?!" You cry out in pure distraught, scanning the other countertops in hopes of accidentally misplacing it somewhere instead. Pretty useless though, as no sudden miracle was to be found anywhere.

Groaning, you bury your face into the palm of your hands— mentally cursing at yourself for forgetting one of the vital ingredients for the cream pie, how could you?

Hissing as you pace around the kitchen, you open the fridge with brutal force, head close enough to imploding as you rummage inside for a drop of milk to be found.

"There's no way I'm making a second trip. Not with these gas prices." You whisper to yourself, drawing your head back from being stuck deep inside the fridge, using the curve of your ass shut the doors.

Nibbling on your fingernails, you take one more glance at the ingredients on the counter; contemplating whether you should head back, give up fully and try another day, or….

ding dong!

Hand on hip, your head darts to one side, towards the sound of the doorbell. Who could it be?

Dragging your feet to the front door, you reach over by your side to the console table; digging your hands into the glass bowl for your keys.

Another knock sounds from the door, a deep voice speaking from behind it. “..Delivery!”

As you fiddled with the lock, you glanced over to the clock on the wall; reading exactly half past four in the afternoon. You weren't expecting anyone, really. You usually kept to yourself on Fridays, just to relax from a week’s worth of busy work.

Taking a swift look into the peephole, you could only see the glass covered with white— it seems that whoever is outside is clearly blocking the view.

The door opens widely, revealing a familiar figure you tend to see a few times each week— the milkman. You take note of the few beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, unable to be hidden by his cap. Did he.. run here?

Dark brown hair, tickling the top of his shoulders; cap embellished with "Milkman" just before the brim. Covered in white, bar his black pants. You recall that he goes by the name Choso, a piece of valuable information you managed to pull out of him during an interaction only a few weeks ago.

You must admit, your milkman was quite decent looking for someone with a position like his, and the cute bow tie encircled around his neck depicted him to look sweet and dandy. Wait, there's no way I'm swooning over my local milkman right now.

"Oh, Choso- How could I forget?!" You chirp, seems as if he came at the most ideal time you could possibly think of. "What a coincidence, just in time for my cream pie!"

His biceps scream against the fabric of his short-sleeves, begging to be let out as he tightens his grip around the neck of the glass bottle. "I-in time for your what?" Ears painted with a tinge of red, he looks shocked, more on the flustered side.

Letting out an anxious giggle, you point back behind you with the use of your thumb. "Sorry- I meant I was just about to bake a cream pie right now, and I realised I forgot the milk." Looking over your shoulder, then back at him, he smiles back; clearly flustered over the misunderstanding.

"R-right, I apologise, it's been a really long day.." He hands over the bottle, slightly crouching down to pick up his carrier that rested at his feet. "You're actually my last delivery today, they let me off early cause of the work I've done this week."

Holding the door open with your foot, you carefully place the jug on the same console table behind you, smiling to yourself as he went on a tangent about all the things he had accomplished this week— as if he was expressing genuine content rather than boasting.

"Well someone has been a good boy this week, huh?" You innocently beam at him, Choso's knuckles growing white as he clenched the carriers handle. He seems appreciative of the comment, but looks as if he wasn't used to receiving any.

"..Yeah.." Diverting his gaze away from you, he decides to stare down at the top of his shoes, until something you say has his eyes darting back up at you in a split second. The air so thick with tension, the two of you suddenly stay silent.

Humming before you speak your words, you ponder and wonder if your offer was a bit out of line. "..Would you like to come in for a bit? I could really use some help in the kitchen," Not hearing an immediate response from him, you add on, "You could have some of my cream pie afterwards. It would be a workout going down all those steps again, I assume!"

Choso reaches a free hand behind his head, scratching at his nape in contemplation. He knew that you were referring to the endless flights of stairs that were nothing but a nuisance to him as he tried to get to your apartment.

The fact that you had been the only customer in this entire apartment block, didn't have any effect on him though— as it was you he was looking forward to see each time he's out on the job.

Each time he dropped the same jug of milk at yours, only meant that his low lying interest in you would continuously grow, to the point that he couldn't think of anything else, but you. The man was whipped.

He wanted to get to know you better, but couldn't muster up the courage. He felt as if there never an appropriate time to do so, and the fact he landed a job as milkman, the guy assumed that you thought of him very little.

“I.. don’t know if I should..” He mumbles, anxiety and hesitation written all over his face— so easily read.

You roll your eyes, now leaning a shoulder against the doorframe, Choso slightly taking a step back to refrain from crossing a certain line with you so up close. “Come on, it’s not like I’ll get back to your boss with this!”

Crashing at yours for a bit meant that he'd finally have the opportunity to spend some time with you. Little steps, am I right? He couldn't miss out on something like this. Only a fool would do so.

"..I-I'd love to help you with your cream pie." He blurts out, lips parted due to solely being mesmerised. The two of you gawk at each other for longer than intended, but it doesn’t allow things to turn awkward. Was it the choice of words? The tone? What was it, really?

You blankly stare at him for a second longer than he did, nodding in approval. You had very little hope in him actually saying yes. "..Alright, come in." Beckoning at Choso, you step aside, noticing how he hesitates for a moment, just before he enters at his own will.

You watch as he walks further into the apartment, stopping considerably at a point just to not go out of bounds.

Your own eyes trail down his back, surprisingly so broad, that was now facing you. Having to peel your gaze away, you safely lock the door, dropping the key back into the dish beside you.

Grabbing at the jug, you make your way past Choso; taking yet another glance behind your shoulder for reassurance, just to see him trailing behind you like an obedient puppy.

"Make yourself feel at home, don't be shy!" You remarked, stepping around the kitchen island as you gathered the ingredients back onto the counters; Choso stopping just by the stools in front of you. He seemed all quiet and timid, even doing a double take before he decides to place his carrier on a stool beside him.

He sets aside his cap, politely tucking it away into his carrier before calling for you from across the island. “So.. Is there anything I could help with..?” Extremely eager to assist you in your endeavours, he found it so absurd that he was literally with you, right now, in your own apartment.

“I’m okay for now, just relax for the time being.” Your tone reassuring, you continue your current task as soon as you flash him another smile.

Swiftly putting some ingredients into a bowl, you still occasionally glance up at Choso— the second time round, you didn't even notice that he was already situated beside you, his hands gripping at the edge of the counters as he watched your every move.

"..Hmm, you ever made a cream pie, Choso?" You blurt out, carefully sieving the flour into yet another bowl. You must admit, your words intentionally had a different meaning to them. It was funny, and you knew he would flip out; his burning gaze at the side of your head being unavoidable.

His cheeks flash hot, words stumbling after one another. "I uh, haven't, no.." His voice growing small, you were right in thinking that he thought of a different kind.

Choso mentally argued with himself for doing so, as now wouldn't be the best time to feel his cock strain against his pants. He had to immediately swat the thoughts away, as they were already tight enough. "..Have you?"

His sudden reply had your sieving come to a halt as you slowly looked up to him next and you; just to see that he was still doing the same. Staring into his eyes, you try to think of an answer, swallowing the lump in your throat in the midst of it all.

"..No, I haven't." Your words come out in a whisper, noticing how his eyes alternate between yours and your parted lips. "I've never made one.. It's my first time today." Blinking slowly, you grow timid, your eyes making its way back to the bowl.

Resting your two hands flat down on the counter, Choso's breath hitches— his finger reaching down towards your chin. Guiding you to properly look up, he slightly crouches down to close the space between you two, and in a split second, your lips latch onto each other.

Eyes squeezing shut, you melt into the kiss, wrapping both arms around his neck to bring him closer; Choso letting out a subtle grunt as he hesitates about where to place his hands.

"I.. wanna touch you,” Resting his forehead against yours, his voice trembles, finishing with a helpless crack. Choso was practically begging you, and something about that just had you over the edge. "You don't know how much I've been wanting this.. I need you.. please..”

And he wasn’t lying. He wondered how your soft skin felt to his touch. He always wondered whether he would ever be able to have the chance to make you feel good.

Breathing heavily against his lips, you just nod hysterically, and in less than a second he slithers both hands under your ass, hoisting you into his embrace as he gently places you on the counter beside.

Your lips crash onto each others once again, Choso feeling up and down your body, his demeanor showing how much he's been wanting this for ages. He couldn't even believe it himself. You? Allowing him to have you? Is he dreaming?

A mewl escapes your lips as he cups your face into his hands, his ticklish kisses eventually moving down to your neck, the way he touches you seem so tender, and genuine, Choso didn't want to rush anything. He wanted to savour you.

He anchors himself between your legs— chest heaving so intensely from pure excitement. Meanwhile, you strip your top off, Choso swallowing a lump as he processes the fact that you had nothing else underneath this whole time.

He wastes no time, eagerly latching his mouth onto a breast, groaning as he firmly shuts his eyes, tongue relentlessly swirling around your nipple. His free hand fondles with the other as you comb your fingers through his hair, caressing it gently to let him know he's doing a good job.

You let out a string of breathy moans, a pop sounding from his mouth as he lets go. Pausing for a moment, you try stabilise your breathing, confusion written on his face.

"The sofa," You pant, Choso doing more so the same; his brows furrowed in despair as he yearns for more of you. "Let's move to the sofa.."

And he nods, beckoning you to wrap your legs around his torso once again, your arms being used as support to cling to him. You rest your head against his chest for a split second, allowing you to hear the ecstatic pace at which his heart was going at.

His feet stops just before the sofa, giving you the opportunity to drop back down, in which you suddenly grab his hand and pull him along. Choso seems perplexed, until you gently push him down onto the sofa by the chest, and he could do nothing but stare at you in pure adoration.

"Just relax yourself, okay?" Your voice soft, you kneel after he nods obediently, more than happy to agree with whatever you say.

You don’t dare look away, fingers toying at his belt buckle; which soon enough you end up undoing. Choso was about to lose his mind, and it took a lot in him to not leak right here, right now.

Tugging on the waistline of his pants, the man shifts his hips around to allow for more leeway. His mouth remains open as quiet, irregular huffs slip out, so eager to experience the very next thing you'll be doing.

Stopping as soon as his pants met his ankles, you smile, noticing the wet spot that had formed on his boxers— your hand gently rubbing up and down his protruding bulge. A whimper chokes out of him as he shuffles around a bit more, causing him to bite down on his bottom lip to suppress any more moans. He was too afraid to admit that anything you do has him melting.

All he could do was look down at you between his legs in bliss. Choso just couldn't believe it, and this was definitely not how he expected to end his evening.

His boxers follow after his pants, feeling him shudder under your touch as he comes into contact with the cold air. You shift around upon seeing his throbbing, leaking tip; not letting anymore time pass as you wrap your mouth over it, your satisfied humming sending vibrations to and through him.

Looking up to observe a reaction, Choso only slaps a hand over his mouth, groaning into it as his face returns to the same, crimson red; his other hand shaking as he tries to rest it on the back of your head.

Your head bobs up and down, cheeks hollowing and a free hand kneading at his balls for extra stimulation— Choso endlessly whimpering into his palm as his head falls back into the cushions, eyes eventually closing as he floated around in a pool of pleasure.

Buckets of spit trickled down your chin as you continued sucking him off, Choso squirming in the seat from time to time, his legs unable to stay still. You decide to take another peek, looking at him one more time, and thought to yourself; he seemed cute with the bowtie still on, his actions causing a flutter in your abdomen.

"Mmh," Muffled, as he was too busy suppressing a loud moan, he gives up, hand leaving his mouth to grab onto the sofa behind him. His other free behind your head tightens its grip, Choso suddenly fucking his hips up from the sofa, his teeth gritting as helpless grunts try to slip out. "Cu.. I'm gonna.. Uh.."

Your two hands suddenly place flat onto his thighs as he fucks into your throat, Choso's array of whines intensifying as he feels his balls contracting constantly, his face so warm to the touch.

So helpless, his two hands sets its place into your scalp, Choso bottoming his cock into your throat as he lets out a lengthy moan as a familiar feeling he had never felt washes through his body.

Tears welling up in your eyes, you mentally note to yourself to continue breathing through your nose, Choso’s prolonged groan causing a pool between your legs. You feel a rope of warm fluid shoot down your pipes, your hands repeatedly slapping at his thighs for a sliver of air.

His head hauling back down, he didn’t look the same as he did a few minutes ago— Choso’s eyes low and dark as he pulls you off his cock, a questionable grunt coming from him as he takes note of your fucked up face.

He tried his best not to laugh as you shot him a deathly glare, and of course failed. His smile fades, turning into horror as he watches you slide his cock in the midst of your cleavage, lip quivering as you drop an orb of your own spit on his tip that was slightly peeking out.

Choso’s hands grip at a cushion nearby on the sofa as you began to clamp your breasts together around his cock, moving them both up and down— throaty whimpers instantly emitting from him as you reinforced the stimulation on his still sensitive girth.

“Nghh—,” He cries out, mouth left gaped as he felt yet another foreign knot forming in his stomach; somehow identical to what he felt before orgasm, but just stronger.

“It’s too.. too much,” His words come out in a whisper, Choso’s let’s stamping the sides of your arms as you were anchored between them— his whiny voice trembling as he felt yet another impending orgasm that was about to hit him even harder.

A devilish smile plasters onto your face as you occasionally stuck a tongue out to chafe over his throbbing tip, Choso only able to let out deep grunts this entire as he occasionally looked down at you in a state of euphoria.

“Agai-n, I’m.. cum..” Incapable of finishing a sentence, his tit engulfed cock twitches, much thicker ropes of white shooting up into the air, dropping back down into your chest as it splatters droplets everywhere.

Choso’s head feels heavy at this point, his eyes lazily scanning his surroundings as he spots you decorated with the white drops that somehow managed to make its way to your face too.

Getting back to his senses, he attempts to sit up, legs still weak but with enough strength, his first instinct was to tend to you; the same hands clawed in your scalp making its way back to your cheeks as he kissed you so lovingly, his teeth nipping at those lips that were wrapped around his cock a few minutes ago.

Him being the first to pull always, it seems Choso has a request of his own. “..Get on the sofa,” he instructs, no sign of a stutter left to be heard within his words.

Chewing on your bottom lip, you beam a sinister smile as your aching knees rise off the ground— followed by you throwing yourself onto the sofa beside him.

You watch as he slightly jerks his cock, his eyes watching you take your turn obey orders. Raising your hips slightly to make things easier, you stripped the last of your garments; kicking away your underwear to the other side of the room.

Choso mirrors your actions, kicking off his shoes and trousers as he follows with his knee settling between your legs. You look up and survey his every move as his fingers yank at his bow tie, loosening it overall— his hands still trembling as he attempts to undo all buttons of his shirt.

You giggle, reaching down playfully toying with yourself as you place a foot on his bicep, shamelessly exposing your pussy even more to him as he peered down at you in utter silence.

Finally stripping away his shirt, the bow tie keeps its place and hangs around his neck— your impatient self subtly grinding against his thigh— your slick evidently leaving a mark on his skin.

“Just fuck me, Choso..” You whisper, sticking a finger into your leaking hole that has been that way ever since you made out with each other. Your words examined his ability to maintain his composure, Choso felt that it was time you did the things he wanted you to do.

His breathing hitches, Choso sucking in a breath as he leans in closer, as he guides the tip of his cock to align with your hole. An unoccupied hand grabs your legs, hoisting both on each of his shoulders.

Folding you into a mean mating press, your arms encircle his back, your moans tickling the shell of his ears as he slid himself in— throaty grunts also sounding from him.

Choso begins to move his hips slowly, your mouth gasping at his girthy cock stretching you out completely— his face buried into the crook of your neck as his hot breath fanned against your skin.

“Faster.. faster Choso..” You plead, his hips immediately snapping into you at a faster pace, his lowly grunts returning to the familiar whimpers as your gummy walls wrapped around his entire length. Feeling him in your gut, you chant his name like a prayer, Choso doing his best to fuck you in all the right spots.

A loud moan slips past your lips, your manicured nails scratching at his chiselled back like a kitty and it’s scratch post. As he fucked you into the sofa, something similar to a growl was heard from him as you dragged your nails down his entire back; surely leaving an evident trace of you behind.

Seemingly not enough for him, he uses his knuckles by your sides to prop himself up- Choso grabbing your ankles into the grasp of one hand and pushing them down further and infront of him this time.

On the verge of losing his mind, Choso’s hips brutally fuck into you, his cock deeper than ever— a white, creamy ring forming at his shaft.

His heart races at the sight of his thick cock disappearing in and out of you down below, Choso almost hypnotised at the sights as if he were eyeing a pendulum. His hand lets go of your ankles, grabbing for the edge of the sofa above your head— cock drilling you mercilessly into the cushions.

You mewl and whine, utilising maximum strength to keep your eyes open and hold a good view of Choso, his free thumb reaching down to swipe a stripe on your cheek as he coos a few praises at you.

The position you were in as of now had been churning both of your minds, Choso admittedly finding it difficult to continue fucking into you as he was about to cum at any given moment.

“Fuck,” he sucks in a breath through clenched teeth, eyes looking into yours as he studied your facial expressions, “So pretty,” Your cheek eventually fits into his palm as he fluctuates the pace at which he was fucking into you— nothing but satisfaction and adoration to be seen in his eyes.

His hips rut into your hole slow and deep, your hands grabbing at his wrists as you felt him bullying your cervix— cock endlessly rubbing between your walls, tip seldomly hitting against your sweet spots.

The legs of the sofa creak against the floor boards, eventually beginning to scoot itself to another side of the room. You couldn’t care less about consequences you might face with the downstairs neighbours tomorrow.

Strands of his hair stick to his forehead and temples, your fingers hooking around the strap of his necktie to pull in him closer, your lips yearning to have his on yours.

Your walls uncontrollably clench around his length, Choso’s head falling back in bliss; his mouth emitting short, overwhelmed breaths for a few seconds.

Your tits press against his chiselled chest as he fucks you silly, almost as if it was payback for treating him like he was clueless. Did you really think he’d let you boss him around?

Choso’s leans down once again, mouth sucking and leaving marks all over your breasts as he feels himself coming to one of his many orgasms today— buckets of sweat glistening over his physique like a glossy finish.

You grab at his bicep, slapping it repeatedly to give him notice of your impending orgasm— Choso planting a wet kiss on your lips to quickly swallow the ‘O’ your mouth had formed.

He instantly slides his cock out of your hole, taking his length into his fist as he pumps himself slow. His fingers fan over your clit as he ushered you to orgasm and make a mess, so desperate to have you cum all over him. Alternating between sticking his middle and ring finger inside, Choso curls his digits up as he jerks his fingers inside of you.

Your head peers down to see his forearms flexing with his every move, your eyes rolling to the back of your head; squelching noises coming from your pussy.

“Don’t…don’t do that-“ Your brows furrow, lips returning to its O shape as you attempted to hold his wrist as he continued to curl his fingers into you. He knew what he was doing. Choso wanted to make you squirt.

His pleas fucking your mind to an extent, it felt like a mixture of bliss and torture— your eyes struggling at this point to remain open.

“..Come on,” He urges, so needy as he strokes his cock as in-front of you as he watches how you unravel underneath him; Choso slapping his heavy length on your inner thigh whenever he has the chance. “Come on pretty, let go—“

“O-oh, Choso—“ You squeal, fingers reaching and scraping at his pelvis as he got back at you for fucking him up to overstimulation. Your nipples sore and perky, he had to resist the urge to suck on them again.

He spits out his words closely together, pressing his forehead against yours for the second time as you peered your eyes up into his.

“Come on, come on- that’s it,” Choso cooing at you as you released your juices all over his fingers, a sob could be heard from you as a hot flush rushes through your body.

His hand absolutely soaked as he pulls out, Choso nonchalantly wraps his mouth around his fingers, sucking on your slick— his saliva mixing in with the shining fluid that covered his hands.

Pulling you closer to his pelvis by hooking his two hands around your thighs, Choso slips himself back into your hole— your inner thighs soaking with juices.

A mutter of curses under his breath, Choso absolutely loved your warm walls taking his cock whole, his girthy length moving with ease due to the present slick.

Choso was on the verge of losing his mind once again as he realised that he literally got you to squirt less than a few seconds ago, his cock desperately throbbing all over again.

His cock fucks in and out of you, this time cautiously slow as he made sure not to cum inside of you— your clenching walls making it a difficult task for him.

Too sensitive, Choso pulls his cock out with haste, slapping his tip against your clit as he released his own load just outside of your pussy. His entire face flooded with rouge, cock profusely leaking; his grunts in synchronisation with his throbbing balls.

With the use of his tip, Choso pushes the load back into your hole, his cock completely stilling inside for the time being.

Your mind in a daze, you let out a sigh, Choso’s hand caressing up and down the side of your legs as he remained anchored between them.

“We literally just fucked off with the baking. Went and did a whole other cream pie…” You scoff, hanging your head off the sofa, an upside down view of your kitchen filling your vision— everything still left exactly how it was on the countertop.

Silently laughing, Choso takes your leg into his grasp, his head turning to the side as he plant a kiss on your calves. Bringing a hand down to your hole, he stuffs a digit or two in, scooping a few beads of his cum allowing it to coat his fingertips before moving his hand closer to your lips.

“..Milk delivery,” Choso chimes, mimicking his first words from outside your door earlier.

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made this for my laptop bg today :><3

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culture tips for writing asian settings: tea varieTEAs

atla's got major Tea Guy representation in iroh but let's be real, even non-tea guys are going to be drinking tea in an asian-inspired setting—you'd be served it instead of water most places. so, what kind of tea are you picking for them?

as an east asian reader, it can take me out of the setting to see the characters drink something like chamomile (from europe/west asia) or... most herbal teas, to be honest. ngl it was weird to see iroh in the show, characterised as a huuuuuuge tea snob, drink stuff like jasmine (it's fine it's just basic, is all! imo!) or like.... a random flower he encounters in the wild.

when we're talking tea, real asian tea, we're talking about the leaf of the camellia sinensis plant. the huge variety we have of tea is actually from the different ways of processing that exact same leaf. popular varieties include:

green: the leaf goes through minimal processing, can have a bright and even leafy/grassy flavour (examples: gunpowder, longjing aka dragon well, matcha, genmaicha)

white: also undergoes minimal processing, with a lighter flavour than even green (examples: silver needle, shou mei)

oolong: the leaf is semi-oxidised, curled, and twisted—can be characterised by a tanniny flavour with a bright aftertaste. my personal favourite! (examples: da hong pao, tieguanyin, dong ding, alishan)

dark (black): note this isn't the same as black tea as we think of it in english. the leaf is fermented to produce an earthy tea with a flavour like petrichor (examples: pu'er)

all the teas listed in the "examples" are fairly credible teas that i think a real tea snob like iroh would drink.

ok, but what about...

"black tea" as we know it in the west—assam and ceylon etc? this variety is actually called "red tea" in chinese. we don't drink it with milk but to be honest, i've just... never really heard of anyone drinking chinese red tea? which is why i've kept it off the list. (there's lapsang souchong, but i associate that with bri'ish people...) anyone who does drink it, let me know! on the other hand something like assam/ceylon, while extremely delicious and also asian, is a product of british colonialism and is consumed with milk. i think if you wanted to massage some of the traditions & have chai-drinking indian-influenced characters, though, that's cool!

do you actually not drink herbal tea? we do... but a lot of it is considered medicinal. we've got stuff like herbal "cooling tea" with ingredients like sour plum, mesona, or crysanthemum; tea that warms you up like ginseng or ginger. the whole concept of hot/cold in chinese medicine though... that deserves another culture post

camellia leaf murdered my family & i have a grudge against it; what else can my blorbos drink? there'a some good, tasty stuff made of wheat, barley, buckwheat, even soybean. wouldn't be egregious for the characters to drink that!

is milk sacriligeous? a real tea snob would think so, but a lot of asians nowadays are chill about milk in tea—usually in western-influenced red tea. hong kong, thailand, india, taiwan, and malaysia (among others) have their own cultures of milk tea, which has even become a democratic rallying point.

what do you think of iroh inventing bubble tea? my main issue with it is it's anachronistic! it was invented in taiwan in the late 20th century, but atla's set in the equivalent of the mid-19th century... you could also make arguments about whether iroh's too snobby about tea to invent it LOL

there's soooo much more i can say about all this so: keep your eyes peeled! i'll talk about medicine & tea ceremony in the near future <3

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[falling-star-cygnus]

Link Click hc that Qiao Ling or Cheng Xiaoshi can just grab Lu Guang's hand and he'll immediately follow them wherever

like it does not matter what he is doing in that moment, if they grab his hand he's gonna follow

he won't put his book down if he's reading though, he'll just read and walk at the same time bc he trusts them not to run him into things {Cheng Xiaoshi has bumped him into several things on accident but Lu still lets him lead him around}

Cheng Xiaoshi wanted to test the limits of where exactly Lu Guang will follow to and ended up walking him around the same room five times before Lu asked what they were doing

Qiao Ling tested it by walking Lu Guang around the block and all the way to that one couple's milk tea stand. She bought him a drink bc she felt bad about, essentially, using him as guinea pig. {he just bought her one in return bc he thought she wanted some company}

nobody else can do this

Xiao Li, Xu Shanshan, and Dong Yi have all tried and Lu Guang recoiled so harshly that you'd think they were trying to jump him

[milkdongcomics]

Hey young girl, hope you like it! Instagram:  milkdongcomics Facebook:  Milk DoNg Comics

[sheltiechicago]

Uncomfortable Illustrations This Artist Created About Animal Cruelty

“Milk Dong Comics,” created by Taiwanese artist Milk Dong (pseudonym), has gained popularity on Instagram with over 74,600 followers. The artist addresses serious topics like animal cruelty, environmentalism, social injustice, etc.

[ihaechans]

#NCT LUVZONE

╰・Welcome to my blog ! © ihaechans (ex. Yu69ta) 2021-2024 ♡

This blog is strictly for 18+ only and contains mature content. If I find any minors on this blog I will block you immediately. Any smut written will be labeled (M) for mature content. do not plagiarize, translate, or repost my works on any platform. This is my only account.

Do NOT ask for a part two if you did not like or reblog the post. Requests are always open! Don't be shy to send one!

♡ More info ➜ about me | WIPS

⋆ — LEE TAEYONG

Fantasy — (M)

Over and over again. The dreams of your roommate fucking you senseless keep reoccurring and there’s nothing you can do about it…well, maybe one thing but the issue is that Taeyong is too shy and timid to even hold a conversation with you longer than two minutes.

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⋆ — LEE DONGHYUCK

Again & Again — (M)

Haechan is needy. So needy that he can’t wait until you get home to play with himself, breaking the number one rule in your book. What was supposed to be a night of innocent quality time ends in Haechan getting milked dry, begging for you to make him cum over & over again. and over again.

Your Red Lipstick — (F)

Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.

Impatient — (M)

Your boyfriend Donghyuck just wants you all to himself.

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⋆ — MARK LEE જ⁀➴ Timestamps: [10:37pm]

Reminiscing — (F)

Time flies. Especially with best friend and nerdy ride-or-die Mark Lee. Reminiscing on the rooftop leads to foreign emotions and forgotten memories rising to the surface, and the obvious tension between you two can no longer be avoided.

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⋆ — JEONG JAEHYUN

Back for More — (M)

Jaehyun can’t get enough of you, and you can’t get enough of him either.

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⋆ — PARK JISUNG

Crush on You — (M)

Jisung is a little too innocent for his own good, and when he asks you to help him fix that your friendship takes a slight turn…. okay, maybe a big turn.

PT.2 "7 Days" — PT.3 "Teach Me"

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⋆ — NA JAEMIN

Midnight Driver — (M)

Fucking in the middle of no where with a man you met no more than a month ago was not something on your bucket list, but for some reason, it wasn’t something you were completely against.

Hallows Eve — (M) part of @/jenoslutie '1-800-slashers' collab

When your friend told you about 1-800-SLASHERS. You could almost laugh at her. Paying people to roleplay as characters from scary movies? Who does that? But once you found yourself calling 1-800-SLASHERS way more than you’d like to admit, even going as far as using their video call feature time and time again. You don’t think you can stop.

Smile! You're on Camera — (M)

Jaemin loves taking pictures. He loves the beautiful and captivating nature, golden sunsets, gloomy rainy days, and flower fields. The only sight that is his favorite though, is the one of his girlfriend on her knees.

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⋆ — DONG SI CHENG

Late at Night — (M)

Late-night walks around the city with your boyfriend Winwin turn out way more exciting than usual.

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⋆ — XIAO DEJUN જ⁀➴ Timestamps: [7:00pm]

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⋆ — LEE JENO

જ⁀➴ Sub Jeno thoughts...

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⌞ DRABBLES, REACTIONS, HEADCANONS⌝

⋆ — NCT 127

You trying to dom them : ✘

NCT 127 as boyfriends :  ✘

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⋆ — NCT DREAM

NCT Dream & Overstimulation : ✘

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⋆ — WAYV

Attractive things they do : ✘

[bl-bam-beyond]

Hey BL Fans, calling for support for Strongberry. If you can join their YouTube Channel...please do. If not watch their Channel for some quality content.

Strongberry has just released a short series today...Starring Kim Seong Hyuk (he played Milk the cat in Choco Milk Shake...in this short series he's playing Dong Ho)

HAPPY ENDING (2024, SOUTH KOREA)

Episode 1 Premiere January 25, 2024

Available on Strongberry YouTube Channel

Synopsis: One day, Hyun, the owner of a bookstore, stumbles upon his high school diary and reminisces about the past, recalling his unrequited crush on his childhood friend Dong Ho.

Next Episode is February 1, 2024.

The first episode is a little over 6 minutes.

@pose4photoml @lutawolf @wanderlust-in-my-soul @kingofthereblog-boysloveed @absolutebl @bengiyo @thewayofsubtext

Tag your friends...let's get Strongberry some views.

[squishysoftmonsters]

Mature +18 Sexual Themes Minors/Ageless DNI

💚Radioactive waste spilled into the workplace via biohazard accident. As the janitor,you cleaned it up,workplace was now deemed unsafe,not noticing a drop on your boot.

When you'd relax on off days,you'd rub off to porn. Slime would secretly eat every baggie full of your seed,getting a taste of you,growing steadily without your noticing of it's presence. It would feast when you went to bed,growing up into a shiny vibrant blob after months of feeding. Tasting you got boring. Now it wanted to feel you! Sime made itself known at last,standing before you.

You : You're that slime from work. [laughs] Stop that.

Slime monster grew closer to you,observing your interest in other males. You'd show it affection by nosing and kissing or rubbing it's underbelly.

You : You're naughty..

It's squishy hands slowly undid your clothing,and you lied on the couch for it,revealing an impressive hole. It immediately got comfortable,distending your belly with massive probes,stimulating your prostate,sucking you off and biting your nipples all at once,drinking your seed like milk.

It squealed excitedly,suspending you into the air by a monster ectoplasmic penis. It bound you,spread your legs and opened your booty hole. Slime burnt as it slithered into your gape,purring in comfort. You moaned as it squirmed around,impressed and pleased with your depth. Your veins are pumped with a psychedelic relaxer that makes your eyes fall back in bliss as you ride.

The slime continuously moistens your stuck open glassy eyes,so when the fog wears off, you can watch him actively taking delight in you before fading into wonderland again.No other men you dated gave this kind of mind blowing,body numbing booty sex. Your throat was stuffed with it's second penis getting it's fill of your body before letting you loose in exhaustion.

Slime attempted to crawl away,in your image,humanoid after feasting on your fluids. You gently stroked his new man parts,he wide eyed,forgetting the long dong he blessed you with.

You : Don't worry. It'll fit.

Through his human lips,purrs of fear escaped from slime as you rocked his prostate missionary style coating it with the seed he loved eating.

You : The good boy is very tight.

Slime : [screeching]

Pinning his hands to the rug,plunging him deep and hard while you sucked his dongs,the exhausted slime had no choice but to accept his breeder mate's anal assault.

You : Take it all in like a good boy.

The slime cried in orgasm and green lube poured from his stretched booty,mixed with yours which allowed you to keep pounding his alien brains out as he sat on your lap,tearing at your skin,begging in screeches and purrs.💚

You : [panting]Yes my good boy. Take it.

[negrowhat]

10 Anxiety Inducing BL Moments

Tagged by @kurosawascrowsfeet AND @ommited-miscellaneously

Min Yudam watching Dong Baek get killed TWICE in the Director Who Buys Me Dinner. I was never expecting to have to watch Dong Baek die TWICE in Yudam arms. I was sweating and freaking out and mad because wtf!

Tin getting shot in Triage. YO WHEN I SAW THE GUN COME OUT AT THAT FUNCTION I WAS LIKE OH MY GAWD! GET OUT OF THERE! AND THEN TIN GOT SHOT AND I HAD TO GO LIE DOWN AFTER THAT.

Fighter's Dad finding out he's gay in Why R U the Series. That whole fight had me on the edge of my seat and pacing. It just got louder and louder and Fighter crying did not help. It was a lot. (this gif isn't from that scene it's from FighterTutor's breakup...which also gave me anxiety)

Pharm possessed by Intouch threatening to shoot himself in UWMA. Not even anxiety, that shit was just triggering.

Uea being tricked into having dinner with his abusers. Anytime Uea went back to his family home I was filled with dread but this time he had to sit there with his selfish and abusive birthgiver, her molesting husband, AND the boss that was harassing him at work. Sick to my stomach. (I knew I was not going to find a gif of that so let's just love our boy a lil extra)

Chisoo finding out Gitae was sent to kill him in Long Time No See. I just wasn't expecting for him to find out in the middle of a fight. I almost couldn't handle the fight or the explanation after it.

Gene and Nubsib coming out to their families in Lovely Writer. Ugh when they started joking about Y-series and novels and thought the whole idea was just ridiculous I already KNEW Gene was about to tell them everything and then tell them to shut the fuck up, because my boy stood on business. Of course shit went left...Gene outed his Daddy for having a male lover and then his daddy put his 26 yr old ass on punishment.

Kim Jun Ho fucking DYING in Kissable Lips. SPOILER ALERT! I just KNEW they was going to figure out a way to keep both Jun Ho and Min Hyun alive, but then Jun Ho literally went fucking BLIND the morning after they had sex. AND THEN HE DROPPED THE RING HE WAS TRYING TO GIVE MIN HYUN TO REMEMBER HIM BY. AND THEN HE FUCKING DIED IN MIN HYUN'S ARMS! AND UNLIKE TDWBMD HE DIDN'T FUCKING COME BACK.

Choco and Milk disappearing and leaving Jung Woo alone again in Choco Milk Shake. We all knew it was coming, Jung Woo too, but I was dreading it. Just knowing that his two favorite people were just going to fucking disappear! (I don't think this gif is from that scene lol)

Bai Lang having a breakdown in the street in the middle of a thunderstorm. All of Bai Lang's trauma gave me anxiety but that scene took the cake. He was just so out of it and it made me so scared for him.

I hope I did this right

[hotcacaonoice]

Things I’ve texted my roommates as PJO /HOO characters:

Idk just thought it would be fun…

Leo: did you know that women spout milk out of their breasts like a cow water fountain?

Percy: my breath smells like cucumber

Nico: I AM ITALIAN

Will: 😃😃😃😃😃men !!!!!😃😃😃😃 men in love!!! 😃😃👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Jason: doing the NYT crossword and then bedtime.

Annabeth: if I don’t finish all my work, I will have to put myself down.

Piper: what do you think they will say if I offer them a vagel (vagina bagel)

Also Nico: do you guys want play by play following people home updates

Lester: at your funeral I will sing ding dong the witch is dead (with love)

Grover: I’m shaking for some reason. Am I anxious? I cannot tell. Never mind I just had too much coffee

Frank: I know one blond man and he is a jumpscare.

Hazel: please ignore the fact that I look like I just saw naked grandma

[smuttysabina]

Masterlist

Masterlist of all my smutty works on Tumblr

Kpop:

Drunken Sex wirth Dreamcatcher

Brat Taming with Rei

Brat Taming with Rei Part 2

Vampiric Jiu

Vampiric Jiu 2

Jihyo Impregnation Lessons

Gahyeon Summons Tentacles

Chaeryeong's Daily Schedule

Yeji's Lessons on Gangbangs

EU's Perverted Fun

Pregnant Jihyo on Top

Yeji's Horny Hunt

Lia's Gossip-Filled Gangbang

In Exaltation of Lisa

On Watching Mia

Full Strapon Dami Domination

A Divine Milking

Yiren Goes Riding

Painfully Sweet

Jennie Gets Her Due

COMM: Gah-Dong Futa Frenzy

Lisa and Rose at Coachella

Owning Aespa Ch 1

Owning Aespa Ch 2

Owning Aespa Ch 3

OTV:

Turned Out By OTV

Star-Smitten by Tentacles

COMM: Hyoon Tames a Simp

Aria Lesbian Gangbang

Valkyrae Reverse Gangbang

COMM: Jaime's Discourse on Disgust

Pokimane Takes Your Virginity

Kimi's Anal ASMR

Sydney's First Gangbang

Wendy's Wedding Gangbang

Jodi's Delightful Draining

OTV Mommy Foursome

Jodi's Morning Misgivings

Dreams of Aria

Jaime Steals your Seed

Rae Leslie Yvonne Threesome

Poki's Well-Perused Pussy