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lxdymoon0357 · 3 days
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How about making Duna jealous by having Minho in the palm of your hands?! I mean like, reader definitely loves him, but she absolutely despises Minho cause she had already done some damage and so she likes to spoil him, flaunts that she has him, etc to both Duna and Wookyung? She's also rich and what not..
(You spoke literally my heart's desires and put them in a post!! Reader is described to have tattoos| Fem! Reader, reader is mentioned to have long hair| Mentions of SA, unhinge shit from Duna.)
© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.
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The other...better spouse..
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The moment Duna walked out of the shop, clutching a box of cigarettes, her eyes were burning to cry because it was the most sick and twisted dream because why was she seeing Minho standing outside a alcohol shop having a little person cling to him inside his black puffer jacket as he laughed softly?
She never knew he could laugh so beautifully, that he had creases under his eyes when he laughed or smiled, that he is very ticklish.. She noticed your long hair falling out of his puffer jacket as he laughed softly, before you finally came out of his jacket, enjoying yourself as you both talked and crossed the streets heading in her direction...
Duna never knew that The Byun Minho was capable of change...I mean, she honestly always wanted to put him in his place during sex, break him down, make him bed for her forgiveness, make him her own personal rape doll...She was confused as to how Minho could get anyone with his bitter, distasteful and gross personality and not even being big enough to pleasure someone...
Duna stood there frozen as you and Minho crossed, hand laced together, with him giggling at something you said while you couldn't bother to remove your eyes from him...How could you? He was just such a gorgeous human inside that hard exterior.
Just as you both got on the pavement, Minho froze as you finally turned away to meet the eyes of a girl, quite pretty but you weren't getting good vibes from her, You tightened your grip on Minho's hand ever so slightly,
"Who are you?" Duna asked you, quite audacious you guessed from her mannerisms, as you glared at her up and down before softly poking Minho's cheek and clinging to his arm more making Minho snap out of his trance as he awkwardly looked at you and Duna before shaking his head and saying,
"Ah, Uhm...Y/N..Jagi, this is Duna...My ex.." he said murmuring as you nodded in realization, so she was the one who cheated on him and the one who raped him...You glared at her angrily, before sighing, squeezing Minho's hands in yours softly before letting go and pushing the door of the shop Duna just came out of,
"I'll go get the things we need." you said going inside the shop as Duna stared at you with jealousy and anger, you were gorgeous, she couldn't lie, long hair, gorgeous fashion, you seemed smart, with the etiquette and the style of you clothing, it was also safe to assume you were also quite rich..
Minho sighed as he stood aside, wondering who'd make the first move as Duna walked closer, "Minho...Why'd you choose her?" she asked straight forward glaring at him, making chills go down his spine as he rubbed his nape and took a step back, "I..Uh.." he took a step back every time she took a step forward.
Duna softly took a hold of his wrist in hers, pulling him uncomfortably close to her, pushing him against the wall of a closed shop besides the one which was open where you were inside.
"You know I'm better than her, right? What is it about her that's better? Is she pretty? Rich? None of it, you know I tried to help you, I was just a bit mad back then..." Duna said, her words spilling out without her noticing as Minho seemed frozen, taking deep breathes as he shrunk into himself. The sight made her feel powerful.
but suddenly a sharp jerk pulled her back from her hair as she was thrown onto the ground as she looked up to meet your glaring eyes as tow large broad men stood besides you also staring at her seriously as you helped Minho while the other the two men glared at her,
"Please, do not dare to hurt Sir.Byun, otherwise we'd be contacting authorities." one of the man said as she could see you pepper Minho with kisses who was clinging to you like a little child.
Softly you rubbed his back, snapping your fingers and handing your bag of wines and another plastic bag of different things to a bodyguards while a expensive car pulled up close to you as Duan dusted herself and quickly got up with embarrassment.
You were simply trying to calm Minho and sat him down in the expensive sports car before turning to Duna and walking closer, your heels clacking on the side of the pavement as she took steps back before she was backed into the wall where she was pinning Minho a few seconds ago,
"Listen, bitch. If I see you getting even a hundred miles closer to Minho, I'd take a thousand amount of evidence that you sexually assaulted him and get you a good life sentence." you said grabbing her jaw and grinning at her with mock and disgust, tightening your grip on her jaw making it ache,
"You're lucky it's Minho's kindness of not wanting to ruin your already no-good, pathetic, little life by not reporting you, but I won't be kind...Tell that to the little freak Cha Wookyung as well." you said letting go of her jaw as she rubbed it before throwing the cigarette box she dropped in her face and turning on your heel and sitting in the car.
As you sat inside the car and it drove off, Duna could just stand there staring down at the box off cigarette you threw in her face, realizing maybe you were the better one out of both of you...
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mexipoopy · 4 months
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tsunderes and yanderes...💖
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femd-archive · 6 months
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NEEDY
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pairing: sadistic beauty — woo haesol x fem!reader
word counting: 1.7k
content warning: use of honorifics 'noona' & 'unnie' | sniffing panties | use of lingerie | feminization | fingering (m) | dumbification | use of toys (strap-on) | dirty talk | slight chest play | begging | aftercare
summary: you catch haesol masturbating to you
📎 side note: english is not my first lenguage, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes.
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"I'm heading off" you announce in the doorstep as you put your shoes on. At the same time you're picking up your purse, Haesol comes from the kitchen, wearing his cute pink apron as he dries his hands off with a hand-towel.
"Good luck today, noona" he breaks in one of his sweet smiles, making your heart melt.
"You have a day off today?" you ask, stretching your arms to motion him to come closer. He gets comfortable in your arms as you squeeze him in a warm hug.
"Yeah, the professor called in sick so the class got suspended" he answers.
"Lucky boy" you mutter, tickling him so slightly in his tummy but he stills wiggles away while giggling. "I'm going now. I'll see you later" sharing a short kiss on the lips, you sadly let him go from your arms to walk to the door.
"See you later" he waves at you from the door, and it's not until he sees you get into the elevator that he returns back into your shared apartment.
In the next few hours, Haesol cleaned the apartment upside down; chopped some veggies to freeze them for future meals; water the little plants he buyed from the store down the street and he loved with all his heart; he readed some books that were required for his next proyect and did some exercises from those yoga videos he found on YouTube.
Finally done with all his tasks, he took a relaxing bath with all the products that you buyed for him on your work trips. He always insist to not buy anything for him, but you can't help but want to spoil your pretty boy.
After taking his time in the bathtub, he also took his time drying himself off. As he dryed the last droplets of his wet hair, with his free hand he started to open his drawers to find some clean clothes. His body freezes for a moment and his cheeks started to feel hot when he sees the sight of your red panties on top of all his other underewear.
Shaky hands stretch forward to grab the piece of clothing. Why was it there? Have you confused your drawers with his and you just throw it in there? That's pretty possible.
Curiosity wins over him. «What if they are dirty? I might need to put them in the next batch of dirty clothes» is what Haesol thinks, and there's only one way to really know if they are dirty or not. Trembling with excitment, he brings the panties up to his face and closer to his nose, taking a long sniff to them.
He took his conclusion right away: they were not dirty, but the specific fragance of your cloth softener makes his mind full of you and his body reacts right away, it always does when it comes to you.
As he closes his eyes and get lost in your scent, his free hand is already reaching for the bulge forming under his white towel, gropping it as he imagines it's your own hand. Soon enough, the towel falls to his feet, and his hard cock springs up, proudly standing.
Wrapping his hand around it, he starts with soft strokes along the shaft, more focused on sniffing away your panties.
"Ah...noona ~" he moans on the low, his hand taking speed on his dick as he really tries his best to think is you. In his already delusional state, he can swear he feels the warmth of your chest hitting his back as your own hands strokes his pathetic dick. "More...more, please!" he pleads in whispers, tears already forming in his eyes.
"You're already this hard for just smelling my panties? What a naughty girl" he hears you tease him in his ear, and he gasps. "Why don't you wear them? You'll look really pretty wearing them for me, won't you baby?"
"Yes...yes" he answers to nobody, regardless, he still follows your imaginary order.
With a few water droplets still falling from his back, he waste no more time and put your red panties on. They are tight around the waist and surely do not cover his whole dick, but still combines with his pale skin and slim figure.
"There you go, princess. Now, why don't you show noona how you play with your pussy yourself?"
Heasol's face feels even hotter than it already was, but who was he to deny you?
Taking the lube bottle that was in display on your night stand, he lies down on the bed and pushes the panties aside to display his already twitching hole. Squirting some of the lube on two of his fingers, he teases his hole a little bit to finally insert the two digits slowly inside him. Mouth agape, he throws his head back in pleasure as he starts softly thrusting his fingers in and out.
"Oh...fuck" he mumbles, bitting his bottom lip down as he starts to add speed on his fingers, his neglected dick twitching painfully on his tummy. "Ah ~ noona, please..." he cries, "fuck me, please. Noona...noona" he calls out for you as his mind start to feel fuzzy.
He was so gone that he didn't even hear you come back.
"I'm home ~" you announce, trying to sound as cheerful as you can after a long day in college.
As you take your shoes off in the entrance, you wait for your cute boyfriend to come skipping and jump into you as he showers your face with 'welcome home' kisses; but even after taking your coat off, he isn't there.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you start searching for him around the apartment. In a general view he wasn't at the kitchen nor outside in the balcony, sometimes he liked to keep company to his little plants after all; he also wasn't sleeping on the couch, wich you find good since you don't want him to hurt his neck; opening the bathroom door, you see that it's all foggy, so it's a sign that he took a bath no long ago.
Finally knowing where he was, you walk upstairs to search for him in your bedroom, and sure as hell he was in there.
The whole room was filled with his moans and whimpers, along with the squelching sounds of his long fingers fucking in him again and again and again. It was no rare sight to see him this ruined for you, but for him to get himself in that state? That sure is new.
"Haesol?" you call out to him, making him midly snap from his trance, but it only makes him whine and cry even more as he, with his two hands, spreads his cheeks to show his hole at your mercy.
"Please noona...come fuck my needy pussy" he cries out. And that was enough reason for you to move faster than ever in your life, fetching your strap on the way to bed.
"Fuck...are those my panties?" you finally took notice of that, and how good they looked on him. A simple whimper of him answered your question, and you didn't need anything more than that. "Such a needy girl, couldn't wait for unnie to come home?"
Haesol shakes his head no. "Needed you...needed you so bad unnie" he whines.
"I can see it...fuck, you're so wet for me already" finally securing your strap-on on your hipss, you take the dildo and slap it a little bit on your boyfriend's wet hole. "Want me in?"
"Yes! Please, please, please unnie...fuck me" he begs with his sweet broken voice. And you don't need any more motivation than that.
With a simple thrust, the whole toy inserted inside him so easily, making Haesol throw his head back once again, and you smile at his reactions. You feel yourself getting wet at the simple thought of being the one that makes him feel this good.
The bedroom fills once again with your boyfriend's moans and your breathy ones.
Heasol's hands come under your shirt and pull it up enough to make your tits visible, still with your bra on. He then removes the cups upwards, freeing them. His warm hands started massaging and playing with them as he starts pouting at you.
"Kiss...kiss" he started mumbling, teary eyes looking at your lips and then your eyes once again. And how can you deny such a puppy look.
Without reducing your speed, you bend down to capture your boyfriend's lips with yours, sharing a heated kiss where his moans melted in your tongue as he traps your body with his arms and legs.
"Cum...'lease...please let me cum" he begs between cries. "I've been good...I've been so good. Please...let me cum"
"I guess you've been. Cleaning the house down, being a good student and taking care of me like the cute housewife you are, aren't you?" you chuckle as you see him nod his head yes. "Then cum for me, baby"
He lets out a last cry, his grip on you getting weaker as he comes in white ropes, dirtying his naked chest and even getting some of it in his face. You help him ride his orgasm with softer thrusts, reducing the speed to none as you pepper his face with sweet kisses as he gasps for air.
"There you go, you did so good for me baby" you whisper sweet nothings in his ear, helping him calm down.
His limbs go numb, letting you go completely as he now lies on the bed, knocked out and soft snoring. You chuckle to yourself as you get out of bed to get wet wipes and a bottle of water from the kitchen.
You clean him up and dress him in fresh clothes to sleep comfortably. Once you tuck him in, you take a shower before getting back in bed with him, cuddling him closer to you.
"Silly boy, you never tell me how much you need me until I gotta see you all needy like this" you scold him slightly, though you know he might not hear you in his unconscious state.
Smiling at his sleeping figure, you leave a kiss on his forehead as you snuggle up to him to get some rest as well. You'll get to see his flustered face in the morning when you refresh his mind with all that you've done tonight.
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9-93 · 10 months
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honestlyyoungtyphoon · 3 months
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They all want to be adopted by Minho
This is what really happened. Idk what official product you're talking about 😹
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souleater · 1 year
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byunminho-ismybaby · 3 months
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♥️💛🖤💙
Red rose = deep romantic love, love at first sight
Yellow rose= Platonic love, so I'm kind of confused about it. If it was orange rose, it'd have meant passionate love. But the drawing looks yellow to me.
Black rose= Death, mourning. Which is apt as he brought nothing but misery for Minho
But it can also represent new beginnings and deep love. Which is... yeah in WK's twisted way he's in deep love with Minho and his love is the reason Minho suffered so much .
Blue rose= Unattainable love, something unique. Suits Minho so well in their case. Minho is a straight man forced to live with his rapist that broke him both physically and mentally. Wookyung may gain his body but would never gain Minho's pure love cause that's unattainable. Minho is also unique cause no one else managed to steal WK's heart but Minho (not that Minho tried to)
I really like this color symbolism.
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amondark · 1 month
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I wanna talk about this panel:
(TW for Discussion of abusive situations and SA, please take care and keep on scrolling if it will negatively effect your day or bring you someplace you don’t want to be.)
Something always struck me as off and I didn’t really know why until I really thought about it; the expression, the horror and almost…disgust? Realization? Despair? There’s a lot going on here, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on why it bothered me so much.
I was having a completely unrelated conversation about BDSM related topics, and I suddenly got it:
Why I think here, specifically at this moment, not the conversation that happens after, is where he realizes just how just, horrible he’s been. And not quite because Wookyung saw what was happened with his “friends”, he had to see it. Quite literally I think he mad to see it from a third person perspective.
I think being a participant allowed him to have some distance, in his mind, from his actions. He could justify them with excuses, “this guy’s just trash”, or “he needs me and through that need can enjoy this.”
But he can’t ignore the reality of the situation when he becomes the third perspective; not the perpetrator or the victim, but as the witness. I think that’s when he finally, and only then, can he actually see (quite literally) what he’s doing and what has happened, and the effect it’s had on Minho. And he can’t romanticize his anguish anymore.
I really do think he meant to take it out on him before he went into the room too, the expression from the panel before looks somewhat similar to some of his traditionally drawn mannerisms are like:
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It’s almost like he needs a minute to process what he’s seeing. Then for the next few panels we almost see through his eyes the situation unfolding, following him as he sees them and then, sees Minho (I’d show the panels but that might be a no-no for Tumblr). And then, it hits him, hence we get:
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It’s just a small thought I had, but makes looking it over again just a bit more devastating when you really think about how little was regarded for Minho in the situation.
I’m curious to hear some other thoughts on it though, it’s a loaded expression, and can be taken in so many different directions.
I definitely hate it though, that’s for certain. 😒🖕
I also think that’s why we don’t get anymore scenes of the…former flavor afterwards, probably because he can’t bring himself to do it again shortly afterwards (I don’t doubt that it would return to something like it again at some point though).
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waterrr · 1 year
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𓏲 🐏.̲ ۫ 𓆇 𝒜 𓋜
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asaichiban · 7 months
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shots that are really cute if you know literally nothing about the context of their relationship
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lxdymoon0357 · 4 months
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I need to comfort Minho…and give him a hug…and and and…and I need to tell him he’s sosososososososo loved and he needs a huggggggh
(Same...mentions of reader being richer than wookyung, also yes inspired by Glacier in March! also drabble, so short... T^T and so shitty...I hate myself, anyways enjoy!!!)
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Someone to love me...
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Sighing...Minho sadly stood outside your house with you by his side, you huffing in annoyance from the heavy rain and storm which ruined your date night....
"...I'm so sorry darling....How can I make it up to you?" you say apologizing to him, you knew he often didn't get this free or if he did he didn't really like going out a lot, so he did a lot for this as it was a year anniversary as well...
"..No-no...you don't-don't need to make up to me, this is my fault.." he mumbled, his voice cracking in between as you sighed, you cupped his face and softly kissed his cheeks and wiped his glassy eyes threatening to leak tears "..I just...I planned a lot..and it's ruined...god...I'm sorry for crying..." he mumbled as she only cupped his cheeks and nuzzled your face into his neck,
"it's fine....It's not our fault, rain came today! We can still make it special!!" you say, trying to cheer him up which worked slightly as he smiled and nodded and you got your butler to prepare a car for you. You decided to go without a driver today, driving on your own as you didn't wanted to call up someone the next morning or something and drive anywhere ...
you both entered the house only to find Eunhoo ruined the house with Megumi cooing with him...Minho stared in horror while you were only fighting Eunhoo to get Megumi in your arms...you won!
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"..MEGUMI NO!" Minho almost lost his soul as he picked up the kitty from the stove...Megumi apparently had no self preservation skills and was about to burn his paws on the stove because he just made TEA!
Almost dying as he pet the kitty softly, he walked out to the hall to join you and Eunhoo as you two gossiped and talked about everything. the moment you see Megumi, you get up and immediately coddle the kitten to death, being it's literal mother...
it seemed as though you loved Megumi than your own self, which you probably did cause you felt that the kitten could never do anything even when it peed on Minho in front of your eyes...and Megumi apparently knew you could never be mad at it so it dared to cause as much misfit as it could get away with...
as you started the movies and opened the many snacks and INSANELY expensive drinks you bought for Minho and Eunhoo saying "Oh, it was nothing, my sister was being a bitch so I guess this will give her a lesson, haha!!!" (the drinks are above 1000$....) the two were appalled and you forced them to drink it and finally they did...sighing, you cuddled between the two with Megumi somewhere nearby doing something...as you finished the movie and started another one, and another one and yet another...
Laying your head on Minho's lap while Eunhoo was already passed out from drinking too much and eating too much with Megumi also sleeping a top of him, it's butt on Eunhoo's face...
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mlandslackervibez · 3 months
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Cha Wookyung: - sabotages Minho’s entire life, isolates him, delights in his misery, breaks his ankle, brutally assaults him repeatedly, mentally breaks him, beats him, degrades him, ruins his chance at getting more writing work, traumatizes him, abuses him, tells him he has no one else in his life that cares about him-
Also Cha Wookyung: Minho, what’s wrong with you? Why are you drinking so much. Why would you try to kill yourself!? You’re so depressed and I just don’t know why!
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femd-archive · 1 year
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"look at yourself baby" you insisted, hand moving faster over minho's dick. you chuckle when you see him shake his head. "so cute"
"i-it's so...embarrassing" he mutters, his strong body squirming weakly on your arms. his thighs been shaking for a while after cumming 3 times already.
"then i'll stop, since you don't wanna see all the handy work i've done on your body" you threat, your hand only leaving his dick for a few seconds before minho took it and put it back around it again.
"i-i'll look, i promise. but please... don't stop" he pleads, looking at you through the mirror reflection, his blushing cheeks making him look even cuter.
"mmh, good boy" you kiss his shoulder blade, hand moving to pinch one of his rosy nipples, making him whimper and close his eyes tightly. "that's it. keep doing those noises for me, okay baby?"
he opens his eyes to look at you again, lips trembling before he parts them to speak. "y-yes love"
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honestlyyoungtyphoon · 4 months
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Both Donghon and Duna were using laptops but Minho was using notepads for writing a novel, cause he couldn't afford a laptop back then.
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He looks very determined. From the side story, we later got informed that by this time Minho figured out he had not enough money for post graduation. The prize money for the competition was his last hope. The scholarship wasn't enough and he couldn't get any loan either. He was basically desperate.
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Then we see him getting upset when he finds out he didn't win. People really hated him for getting upset, calling him cry baby, rude, entitled, immature, loser and what not. But Minho wasn't upset at Duna though. If he yelled at her or made a fuss, then those comments would have been justified. But Minho calmly left the room and got on the rooftop to cry where no one could see him. He didn't bother anyone. He had every right to be upset. Yet fandom harped on him for showing normal human emotions.
Later he had to take his father's compensation money which ultimately ruined their relationship. Also remember, his family never supported his education. Minho had to bear the cost of his education, cost of his living by doing multiple jobs. Is it really surprising that he got upset that he lost?
Who wouldn't get upset after losing especially when your livelihood is depending on it? He gave his best, yet still couldn't get the money for his education.
And don't come with me with the "well that doesn't justify his behavior towards d*na". We're not talking about that. We're talking about how fandom called Minho names simply for crying here. Minho couldn't do anything right in their eyes. Some of them even said he deserved to be raped and tortured. Yes, you read that right. Those deranged readers exist.
Some even went the extra mile and claimed, Minho getting raped didn't count as he was a man.
I freaking hate those people. They're the real losers here. Not Minho.
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