Everyday I study and eat well, I'll try to post a one shot fic as a reward to myself. Aiming to do 100 days to start with! đ [Will be back in July post-exam!]
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Reblog this if you are not against transgendered males or females. So I can write down everybodys username and give it to my nonsupportive parents the day I leave for college.
Throw me on the namepile, would you? Hope your folks come around, OP.
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whatever it is youâre stressing about, just know that God already has it handled for you. just be still in your storm.
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oops! it seems i tripped and dropped several million free books, papers, and other resources
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heyyyyy! I hope that ur exams go well and we can talk after that! Ily and ttyl!
Awww youre so sweet đ„čđ Thank youuuu and defo!!!!!
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gonna take a break from tumblr until my exam in july, sorry đđđđđčđčđčđčđč
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you're mine noona - pt 2 - cha eunwoo x reader - day 15
[For reading my past entries, I recommend searching the following tag: #cha eunwoo x reader ; enjoy!]
[Pt 1: https://www.tumblr.com/blowingcookies/746785037098385408/youre-mine-noona-pt-1-cha-eunwoo-x-reader?source=share ]
You closed the windows to your cottage. With all the rain and humidity, your curly hair needed a break from all of the moisture, just as you needed a break from the main house. That's why you decided it was time to move into the little cottage in the far backyard; with how the funeral went, a little distance couldn't hurt.
You set up your laptop on the countertop, intent on watching some kdramas while cooking and cleaning, when someone knocked at your door. 'Who could that be?' you thought to yourself.
Before you could make it to the door, it opened.
'Hi Noona.' Dark eyes bore into yours, and you gasped.
Big, solemn, and wet, the uninvited guest moved into your kitchen and personal space . Cha Eunwoo's thick, corded arm reached around to shut off the stove behind you, and he bent down to whisper roughly into your ear.
'Careful. We wouldn't want another accident.'
A cry left your lips, and you tried moving past him, but he was like a steel wall. His hands went into your hair, then one grasped the back of your neck to pull your head back.
'This is how things are going to go...'
'No, Eunwoo, leave me alone!' You felt desperate to leave, knowing if you stayed you would give into him and be humiliated once more. Again, you struggled against his hold, but to no avail.
'Noona...' He drew out the dreaded word, mouthing the vowels against your dark cheek.
Suddenly, you had an idea. Talking back, struggling, and being passive weren't working, so you had to change tactics. You subtly palmed the keys in your jean pocket while stroking his cheek with your other hand. He shuddered, and loosened his hold.
'Interesting,' you thought to yourself.
You then caressed the sides of his torso, letting your fingertips dig into his slightly fleshy sides. He was startled, and moved slightly back.
This was your chance. Feinting left initially, you went to the right side towards the door. You miraculously made it to your little Volkswagen Beetle car, but before you could open it, Eunwoo's golden hand slammed against the blue paint next to the handle.
You looked back in horror at him.
'You know you're just adding to your punishment, right?' He smirked, and your heart sank.
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I was able to get through some more questions; if I finish the set tomorrow, I'll write a (hopefully) good sm*t chapter next!
Thank you so much for reading, and for being part of my study journey â€ïž
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I posted about Palestine on social media for years with zero interaction. No one wanted to talk about it and it has always seemed too far removed for americans to give a shit about.
So again I just want to remind people, it's never been like this before (in the us). This movement has always been here, but they can no longer bury it.
The fact that protests and boycotts have been sustained for going-on 6months, that's not nothing. This should be evidence to you that we can sustain the momentum, we must, and use this momentum for radical changes within ourselves, our habits, and our education.
We have the rest of the world to catch up with.
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wake up - cha eunwoo x reader - day 14
'Ugh, why does he look so good even when sleeping,' you groused to yourself. 'Does he even drool?'
The flight attendant came by to offer coffee or tea before landing. You leaned over your best friend, Eunwoo, to reach for the cup she was offering. Despite the shaking plane, you were able to safely put your cup on the tray table in front of you.
'Ahh, I needed this,' you mumbled.
'Hey Noona, keep it down.' Cha Eunwoo's voice rumbled in your ear, and you jumped.
'Hey! Careful with my precious cargo!' You whisper-yelled at him back.
He smirked, and then wrapped his long arms around your waist, resting his head against your shoulder. He lately made your heart skip a beat when touching you like this, and you didn't know what to do about it.
When you stiffened, he started massaging your soft sides, and nuzzling your sweater. 'Noona, noona, noona... You do know how much I like you, right?'
'Uh, obviously, Eunwoo, why else would we be going to our friend's wedding together?'
He huffed, and then laughed. 'Looks like we need to talk.'
At this point he had opened his eyes, and straightened his back, with one hand had made it to you knee. You trembled slightly, making him smirk.
He bent towards your ear once more. 'Dinner at 8. Wear that green dress, please.'
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Today, I gained a lot of momentum! Did over 30 questions, and revised previous material. I feel like eating well today, rather than at an unintentional calorie deficit, helped a ton. đ
Plan for tomorrow:
(1) 30 more questions
(2) project + email
(3) accommodation email (still haven't gotten around to this yet!)
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This is an absolute masterpiece. I hope I'm able to write something of this calibre one day. Thank you so much for sharing đ
hurts so good
pairing ê© mean husband!mingyu x afab!reader
content/genre ê© haters to lovers, ceo/mean husband mingyu, smut (18+ mdni)
author's note ê© not proofread . comments are apreciated!
warnings under the cut!
warnings ê© smut, fingering, masturbation (m. receiving), alcohol consumption, angry sex, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, creampie, light degrading, dom-ish mingyu, dirty talk, spanking (he slaps her ass like 4 times), begging.
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You and Mingyu first met when you were kids. Coming from rich families, you went to the same private school. And to be honest, you really hated him back then.
When you were teenagers, Mingyu was really popular. He was good-looking and smart, being one of the top students of the school. All the girls had a crush on him, even if he was mean to them.
He had always been self absorbed and rude to everyone. Especially to you, and you had no clue why.
You were the quiet, nerdy type. You kept it to yourself, being too focused on your grades and on getting into a good university. Plus, you were basically the only one who didnât think he was hot shit â but, of course, youâd never say it out loud.
Both of you got into Business School, so you never really got rid of him. His annoying personality only got worse, making you his personal laughing stock.
It worsened when your families merged companies. Coming from the food and beverage industry, and being good friends, it felt natural to merge companies and create an empire bigger than it was before. And, of course, that union had to be sealed with the marriage of the heirs.
When your parents told you, you had a nervous breakdown. They didnât understand why, labeling you as dramatic. Of course they wouldnât get it, Mingyu posed as polite and respectful in front of them. But you knew better.
Thatâs how you ended up getting married to the man you despised. Needless to say, it was the worst day of your life.
Now, three years later, youâre still trapped in a marriage that feels more like a prison. You sleep in separate rooms and on the daily basis, you and Mingyu never really talk, unless itâs a work matter.
Also, you have a terrible sex life. You can count on a hand the amount of times the two of you did it. Yes, you are physically attracted to Mingyu. He has great abs and a big dick, plus delicious big arms and a toned chest. The few times you fucked, you were both tipsy and had had a fight before going out to some company party. It was always angry sex, and you never talked about it the morning after.
With your 4th anniversary approaching, people started asking when are you going to have kids. You dreaded this moment, but it seemed like you couldnât scape it anymore. It got you thinking about your âmarriageâ, about how you wished things would change and how you wished Mingyu was a good husband.
As you do your makeup for the company dinner you have tonight, you try to be mentally prepared to be questioned, once again, about your pregnancy plans.
"Hurry up, weâre going to be late" Mingyu says outside your room. You finish putting on lipstick and grab your purse.
You find him waiting on the couch, looking really handsome in his all black tuxedo. His eyes scan you head to toe. His face remains emotionless, but you notice his eyes lingering a bit too long on your wine colored lips and modest cleavage.
"Letâs go."
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The music is a bit loud, so you have to stay all the way across the room to chat properly with other people.
You are stuck talking to Mingyuâs friendsâ wives. Itâs not that you donât like them, because you do, but the topic of the conversation is not something you want to discuss.
"Cheollieâs been so good to me since I told him Iâm pregnant" Gwen says while smiling fondly at her husband, who's across the room. "I mean, heâs always been sweet, but now heâs so much more protective and lovingâŠ"
"Wonwoo was like that too" Claire comments. "And heâs just the perfect father. Always wanting to help me out. And he wonât admit, but he loves to prepare Yejiâs lunchbox." The other women coo, finding it adorable. But you feel your face twist into a sad expression.
You knew all of them were in an arranged marriage just like yours. How on earth you were the only one who got unlucky?
"What about you and Mingyu?" Mona, Jeonghanâs wife, asks you. "Are you planning to get pregnant soon?"
You take a sip of your gin and tonic, trying to come up with an answer. They all look at you expectantly, and you donât have the guts to let them down.
"Oh, definitely! Weâre trying" you lie. The other women cheer excitedly.
"Youâre gonna have the cutest babies!" Claire says.
"Oh thatâs for sure. And y/n will be the prettiest mamma ever!" Gwen gushes.
You start to feel bad about lying, so you finish your drink and walk away to grab another.
As you wait, you see Mingyu chatting and laughing with his friends. And it makes you kinda mad that heâs having fun, and youâre not. When you look back at where the other wives are, you see them caressing Gwenâs pregnant belly and you decide youâve had enough. You walk over to Mingyu, his smile fading the second he spots you.
"What?" he asks in a harsh tone, left eyebrow raising.
"I wanna go home, Iâm not feeling well" you say the first excuse that comes to mind.
"Are you for real?" Mingyu seems so annoyed. Seungcheol nudges him, letting out a quiet âbroâ. Mingyu sighs. "Ok, whatever."
The ride home is tense. Mingyu was holding back so he wouldnât make a scene in front of the driver, but as soon as youâre alone in your living room, he couldnât hold his tongue anymore.
"Why do you always have to ruin the night? Honestly, Y/N, youâre so fucking annoying!" he spits out.
You roll your eyes, deciding not to take shit from him. "I was bored and wanted to come home. You couldâve stayed."
"No, I couldnât. That would make me look bad."
Usually, you wouldnât say what you wanted. Youâd just ignore and go to your room. But today, after a few drinks, and having to hear for hours on end about how your friendsâ husbands were amazing, you felt fed up with Mingyuâs bullshit.
"Maybe you should worry more about being a good husband than about faking it." you point out while taking off your heels.
"Excuse me?" his nostrils flare, signaling how angry he was.
You just shrug, not giving a fuck if he was mad. "It is what it is, Mingyu. You donât even try to be nice to me, but you worry so damn much about how youâre perceived by others." By now, your purse was thrown on the nearest chair and youâre shouting at him. "Iâm done trying to be nice, and I think we reached a point where we should get a divorce and move on. Our marriage is a sham and Iâm so fucking done with you."
The man chuckles as his tongue pokes his inner cheek. He looks really annoyed. Mingyu sighs and empties his pockets, putting his stuff in a bowl on the small wooden counter.
You feel livid and his lack of response keeps your mouth running. "Whatâs so funny?"
"Nothing, just the fact that you think that this shitty situation is all on me." He rises his eyebrows. "Get over yourself, Y/N. None of us is willing to take the first step, thatâs why our marriage is a shit show." Mingyu turns around and heads out to his room, but the next thing you say stops him dead in his tracks.
"Why aren't you willing to take the first step? What have I done that is so bad that you can't even be my friend?" A few tears escaped your eyes, but you were quick to wipe them away. "Does hurting me make you feel good or something?"
He had to give it to you. You are being really brave, questioning him and talking back.
The small bar cart catches his eyes and he decides that if you're finally having that conversation â one you should've had years ago â, he needs a drink to get through it. The room is filled with the sound of whiskey being poured. Mingyu takes a long sip, almost downing down the whole liquid, and refills his cup.
If he were to be completely honest, he would say he didn't even know why he hated you. He just did. Nowadays, he didn't mind your presence for the most part. However, when you hit his nerves, he wanted you gone. "Hating you is as natural as breathing for me. It's always been like this, why change it?"
"So we can, at least, coexist in peace? Have some fun, even? I'm not asking you to be husband of the year, but could try to be an ok one." You say with a tired tone, the whole situation already taking it's toll on you. Copying his actions, you poured some of the amber liquid for yourself. "You can get some tips from your friends. They're nice to their wives."
Mingyu snorts. "Yeah sure, if you're going to learn from your friends how to be a good wifeâŠ"
"I'm willing to try, Mingyu. But I'm not doing this on my own."
You both calmed down quickly, the heated beginning reduced to a low toned conversation. Youâre impressed with how well things are going, considering the two of you usually shout and exchange offenses until someone walks away.
"We can try." His voice is quiet. Mingyu's staring at you, his eyes filled with undertones you don't comprehend yet. His moist lips are caught between his teeth. Shaking his head, he places the empty cup on the cart. "This is funny, you know."
"What?"
You can see he's conflicted between saying what's on his mind and keeping his mouth shut. "You can tell me, since we're being honest." You encourage him.
He looks you deeply in the eyes and says "We just called a truce like two minutes ago and now my mind keeps whispering that if we were a real couple, this would be the moment to kiss and make up."
Your mouth gapes in shock. The few times you had sex before, you hadnât kissed. Mingyu would fuck you from behind, fast, hard and with a lot of pent up anger. And that was it. So you were caught off guard by his words. Seeing your expression, Mingyu quickly added: "The alcohol got to my head, pretend I never said anything."
Before he can try to leave again, you grab his bicep. "I hate to admit it, but you kind of have a pointâŠ"
Both of you start to feel this weird heat spreading under your skins. You sigh deeply. Itâs weird you know precisely whatâs underneath those black clothes. Mainly because you feel like youâre going to have sex him with for the first time.
"Want me to fuck you senseless until we spend all our anger and then we can start over?" He offers with a crooked smile you never saw before.
You feel slick pooling in your panties, your body already reacting to his filthy mouth. This flirty, sexy side of Mingyu is new to you, but youâre already loving it.
"Are you for real?"
Mingyu towers over you, making you step back until you reach the nearest wall. "Do I look like I'm messing around? Do I look like I won't fuck you until we both forget we hated each other in the first place?"
His serious eyes and deep voice make you sigh and bite your lower lip, fully invested in him. He reaches out and caresses your cheek before pulling you in for a kiss.
You both moan at the contact. His tongue dominates yours in a second, imposing a fast rhythm. Your core twists, tingling in a way that nearly hurts. Mingyu grunts when you close your arms around his neck and pulls gently at his hair.
The room temperature rises, leaving you both hot and bothered when you break the kiss. "Go to your room." Mingyu instructs and you comply. The walk is torturous, with shaky legs and your skimpy lacy panties sticking to your folds.
Youâre shaking a little when you sit down on your bed. The night went from 0 to a 100 in minutes and you honestly donât even want to think much about it for now.
"Can I come in?" Mingyu asks on the other side of the door, knocking lightly on the wood.
"Yeah, sure."
Mingyu took off his blazer and necktie, and the first buttons of his shirt are open, revealing his toned chest. Once again, you evaluate his beefy body proportions and purr quietly. Gosh, heâs hot!you think.
The hunky man looks around, analyzing the stuff you have in your room. You realize itâs the first time he enters it. "Do you want to keep going?"
Your eyes meet his and, for the first time ever, you see heâs actually worried about you. You limit yourself to nodding. "Iâm gonna need you to say it, Y/N."
"Yes. Please get over here." You plea. Mingyu groans and crosses the room. His pants feel tight and uncomfortable, his cock pulsating with each step.
He gets on top of you, bunching your dress up on your waist. "FuckâŠ" he hisses when he sees your panties. You feel him caressing your clit over the lace and hold back a moan.
Mingyu moves the fabric to the side, easily sliding his fingers through your dripping cunt. "So fucking wet and I barely touched you. Do you get off on fighting with me?"
Your face grows hot, but youâre not sure if itâs because of his words or actions. He teases your hole, prodding a finger in your entrance. All air leaves your lungs. You let out a whimper, which makes Mingyu chuckle.
"So responsive." He removes his hand, his eyes searching for yours again. "If I knew youâre such a horny slut, I wouldâve done this a long time ago."
"Shut up." You sass, your heart pounding in your chest. "Just shut up and actually do something."
"You better watch your fucking mouth." He manhandles you until youâre laying on your stomach. He moves you on his lap and uncovers your ass.
To your surprise, he slaps your right butt cheek. You yelp, feeling your blood pumping quickly through your body. He repeats his action, this time with more intensity.
"Cat got your tongue?" He mocks when you stay silent. Truth is, youâre clamping your lips together so you donât moan. "Youâre soaking through your panties⊠Is spanking one of your kinks?"
Mingyu gives you another sharp slap, but this time he massages your flash to soften the blow.
"One more." Your voice sounds croaky as you speak.
"As you wish." He complies to your request, giving you the sharpest spank so far. You whimper and Mingyu smiles, pleased with himself.
Taking advantage of your position, he slides your panties off and pulls down the zipper of your dress. With his help, you undress.
Youâre laying naked on his lap and just the sight of your bare back and red ass makes the blood in Mingyuâs body flow directly to his cock. He sighs and separate your legs just enough to touch your naked pussy again.
"Mingyu please." You cry out loud, needing him to slip his fingers in your hole.
"Please what?" He plays dumb and you feel the smirk on his voice. "I donât know what you want, youâre gonna have to say it."
You sob in frustration. "Did you really think I was going to make things easy for you?" Mingyuâs hand ghosts over your body, giving you goosebumps from the heat he irradiates. "I hate you, remember?"
This is absolute torture. Your body is boiling with desire and need, you skin nearly burning up. Mingyu traces your tights, his soft touch giving you goosebumps. "Finger me. Please, I really need it. Please please please." You beg and Mingyu chuckles again, amuzed by your desperate tone.
He parts your legs a bit as his big hands trail the path from the back of your tights to your folds. You feel one of his fingers tease your dripping hole and you clench around nothing.
Youâre so wet that his two fingers slide easily into you. Your inner walls clamp down on his digits and he groans. "Youâre so tight, Y/N. Canât wait to feel you on my dick again."
Mingyu begins to finger fuck you with a lazy pace, pulling out completely just to push back in at once. Your head feels cottony, like your brain weights nothing. Out of instinct, you bite your own hand to keep your moans from falling off your lips. Your hips move with a mind of its own, pushing back to meet Mingyuâs movements. Soon enough he hits that gummy spot inside you that makes you shiver. He notices youâre close to your climax, so, out of spite, he stops his stimulation.
"Why?" you cry out, tears accumulating in your eyes. "I was so close!"
"Because itâs fun" he laughs while stroking your ass tenderly. "Be good, lay down and spread your legs for me so I can make you cum."
Your limbs feel like jelly when you scramble around to get on your back. Mingyu gets up and pushes his dress pants down along with his black boxers. His cock stand hard and proud, the red tip glossed with pre cum. You muster the strength to get on your knees and approach him, your hands grabbing his shirt to start unbuttoning it.
You work your way up his body, taking each button out of its house. When you take the last one out, your caress his big chest, feeling his strong muscles under your sweaty palms. You smooth your way up to his shoulders and push his shirt down. Heâs finally naked in front of you, in all his glory.
You trail his arms and abs, all the way down to his rock hard cock. When you wrap your hands around him, Mingyu lets out a sigh of relief. You stroke him slowly while savoring his low, deep grunts in your ear. Soon enough, you quicken your pace. Meanwhile, all you can think about is his cock splitting you open and you feel yourself getting wetter.
"Tha-thatâs enough." He reaches for your wrist to stop you after a couple minutes.
Surprisingly, he pulls you in for another kiss. This time, itâs a slow, passionate one. Without separating your lips, he leads you to lay down again. The new position makes Mingyuâs hips align with yours, and you start rutting each other like animals on heat.
"Seeing you between my legs is so hot." you confess when you part the kiss to breathe. "But it could be better."
"Yeah? How so?" Mingyu pokes his cheek with his tongue, his confidence unwavering.
You bite your lower lips for a second. "Youâll look hotter inside me, dear husband."
His smile falters, his eyes turning darker and darker with desire. You know you said just the right thing to spur him on.
"Iâd hold onto something if I were you."
You decide to ground yourself by hugging him. Without hesitation, Mingyu pushes in in one quick, firm trust. Heâs swallowed in by your warm, soft walls. You see when his eyes roll back in pleasure, and his reaction boosts your confidence through the roof. On the other hand, his big cock splitting you open twists and tightens the knot on your core even more. You know it wonât require much effort for you to cum.
"Please move" you whim and kiss his lips softly. "I need you to move."
Mingyu gives in and imposes a fast, rough pace. You sink your nails on his back, trying to keep yourself from moving too much. He slides in and out of you deliciously, reaching all the right places. You moan loudly on his ear, and he huffs and puffs on yours. The loud sounds of skin slapping, added with the wet noises coming from your wetness, teleport both of you to a world of your own. A world where the only thing that matters is Mingyuâs rough thrusts and the way your insides mold perfectly to accommodate his dick.
After what it feels like forever, Mingyu folds your legs to your chest, and the position makes him reach new places inside of you. Itâs when he starts rubbing circles on your clit that you feel on the verge of frenzy. "Iâm almost there." You announce.
His hips redouble efforts, and within a few seconds, and a chant of "cum for me, dear wife" your mind turns blank and your soul is lifted off of your body.
You nearly pass out, all the stimulation being too much for you. Seeing you so blissed out pushes Mingyu over the edge before he has the chance to pull out. He grunts as he covers your walls with his warm milk. Your arms fall limp on his back, and Mingyuâs strength also falters, making him drop his weight on top of you.
He rubs his nose on your neck in an affectionate gesture. You smooth your hands on his back in a retributive way. The two of you stay silent for a while, enjoying the proximity and giving yourselves time to come back down.
When Mingyu slips out of you, a stream of white floods out of your messed up hole.
"Fuck, I shouldâve pulled out." Mingyu searches for your eyes, his brown orbs filled with worry. You smile softly at him.
"Itâs ok, I donât mind." You reassure him. "Just help me clean up, yeah?"
Mingyu gets up immediately and enters your en suite. He comes back a minute later with a wet cloth in hand.
"You ok?" He asks while cautiously rubbing it against your sensitive cunt.
"Iâll probably limp tomorrow, but I guess thatâs the downside of fucking your hater, right?" You joke and he chuckles while shaking his head.
"Well, I guess weâre sort of friends now."
"Yes, definitely." You agree.
He discards the towel and lays back next to you. Youâre under the sheets now, and your body feels completely spent. "Youâre not going to sleep, are you?"
You nod, feeling your heavy lids take the best of you. "I sure am."
Mingyu gets on top of you again, and hold your chin to make you look at him. "Iâll give you 30 minutes to recover, dear wife." The stupid nickname rolls out of his tongue with an almost tender laugh.
"I thought you were fucking me until we spent all of our anger." you state, struggling to keep your eyes open. "I donât feel angry anymore."
"I do." His eyes hold mysteries youâre yet to discover. "Iâm not done hating you yet."
His low deep voice stirs your insides. You sigh, feeling your heartbeat increase again. "30 minutes and you can hate me all you want."
"Deal." He presses a kiss to your lips and goes back to the empty side of the bed.
You feel him scrambling around looking for the TV remote control. As you let your tiredness get the best of you, all you can think about is that youâre going to fight with everything that you have to make things work out between the two of you.
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