(Pt.?) Seongjoong As Parents

enhypen reacting to you moaning cute!

genre: smut

warnings: pet names, humiliation, spanking, daddykink

heeseung: heeseung would be amazed at their adorable sounds, would do anything to keep hearing them, would say things like "moan for me, princess, daddy loves your moans." he would probably hit your ass with the palm of his hand as hard as he can to hear your cute sounds louder.

jake: jake would let out a little giggle listening to your cute moans, always stroking your hair and kissing your cheek while he fucks you, he would feel his body boiling and he would ask you to beg with your cute and sly voice for him to fuck you.

jay: jay's dick would hurt in his pants listening to you moaning like this, he would say stuff like "seeing you moaning so sly makes me want to destroy your tiny little pussy, do you want to cum on daddy's dick?"

sunghoon: he would probably tease you about your embarrassing sounds, he would say stuff like "what are those moans? are you in heat? do you really want me to fuck you? how pathetic, but i really liked your little moan, beg for me with this cute voice."

author’s notes: my cheeks are flushed ~3~

Mingyu: Aww, my baby is upset. And I'm going to cheer him up.

Wonwoo: Don't call me baby.

Mingyu: What if I buy you the complete 20th anniversary set of Harry Potter?

Wonwoo: Baby's listening.

“Anxiety happens when you think you have to figure out everything all at once. Breathe. You’re strong. You’ve got this. Take it day by day.”

— Karen Salmansohn.

Bad girls get punished

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Yunho x female reader

Warnings: Dom!Yunho , Sub!Reader, daddy kink, overstimulation, degradation, fingering, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, other stuff i cant remember

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You sat on your boyfriends bed wearing nothing but his sweater, scrolling on your phone while you waited for him to get home. You decided to call him, wanting to know when he would be home.

“Hey babe,” Yunho’s voice was low, and you felt weak just by his simple words.

“Yunho~ when will you be home? I miss you~” You whined into the phone and you could hear him chuckle.

“I’m at the gym, so I don’t know how long i’ll be here. I’ll see you when im done, okay?”

“Okay. I love you,”

“Love you more” And with that he ended the call.

Your thoughts wandered as you thought about Yunho at the gym. The way his chest glistened with sweat and how the veins in his arms would pop out when he lifted weights. 

Without realizing it, your fingers were trailing up and down your clit with the thoughts of your boyfriend. 

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lmao people mock fanfiction but when u think about it some people manage to create novel-length stories that are extremely well written without getting paid and they do it on top of school and work and everything else in their lives just because they love to write and they love the original story or the people they write about like im pretty sure that’s more productive than being the person who is just sat there laughing at it all

[Caught] Park Seonghwa x Reader

Seonghwa threw his phone down next to him with an annoyed huff. He hadn’t been in the best of moods these days and it was because he hasn’t seen or felt you in what felt like forever.

He didn’t really blame you. He knew that you were really worried about the time zones and it being super late where he was whereas it was only lunchtime for you. He hardly got any sleep either way, but he’d rather spend the time talking to you than just laying there.

And to add to his list of struggles, he was incredibly sexually frustrated. He really wanted you to come, obviously not just for that reason, but you ended up not being able to at the last minute.

Having you with him would make everything so much easier. He would be able to sleep comfortably with you in his arms. He would have you encourage him when he feels off. He would have you at times like this… where his cock was so hard it physically hurt because he hadn’t done anything about it because he just wanted it to be you who took care of it for him.

He grabbed his phone and scrolled up to where you sent him pictures of the things you did throughout the days. His lip was between his teeth as he looked at the pictures you sent him before you went to sleep that previous night.

You had a pair of his boxers on with his favorite hoodie that he left for you that smelt like him and his cologne.

Suddenly, Seonghwa couldn’t take it anymore. His breath was heavy as he slipped his pajama pants off. He tossed the phone to the side, unaware that he accidentally pressed the button to the voice recording app.

Instead, he imagined the night before he left for tour. The two of you stayed up all night probably being way too loud considering the other members were trying to sleep before a long flight.

Instead, he imagined the night before he left for tour. The two of you stayed up all night probably being way too loud considering the other members were trying to sleep before a long flight.

Your moans echoed in his head as he sloppily thrust into his hand. Deep groans and moans filled the hotel room along with desperate moans of your name.

Seonghwa's mind was so clouded with thoughts of you he didn’t even hear the ding of his phone as the voice recording was sent to you.

Back in Korea, you were basically in the same boat. You’ve never been so horny in your entire life. It’s been two months since Seonghwa touched you… since you’ve heard his moans… since you’ve cum. If you were to get any type of stimulation at this point, you’d probably cum immediately.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you got a message from Seonghwa. You huffed slightly because you knew it was well past midnight and he had to be up really early but you opened it anyway.

Your eyes widened as you heard a deep moan come from your phone. You immediately stopped the recording and pressed the FaceTime button.

You gave him no time to answer before you slipped your hand in your pants. It took Seonghwa way too long to answer but when he did his face was red as he just stared at the phone, “Y-Yeah?”

“S-Seonghwa! Shut up- don’t pretend. Please just let me see.” Seonghwa was confused about how you knew what he was doing but he didn’t hesitate as he flipped the camera.

You groaned as Seonghwa’s thick red cock appeared on the screen. You let out a loud moan as your hand began to stroke your sensitive spot, already beyond sensitive. Your hand was hardly holding onto the phone and it was only showing the ceiling, “Y/n, darling. L-Let me see your face. Haven’t seen you in so long.”

Your eyes are glossy and your eyebrows are furrowed as you angle the phone back to show your already fucked out expression. Seonghwa lets out a long-drawn-out moan, “F-Fuck! You’re so p-pretty-”

“H-Hwa! Haven’t t-touched myself in such a long time! Fuckfuck!” Your back was already arching and your legs were shaking pathetically.

“S’Okay. Neither have I… been waiting for you. Can't wait to see you again darling. M-Miss you so much.” His hand moved swiftly up and down his cock in fast movements.

“C-Can’t wait for you to f-fuck me. Can’t wait to f-feel you inside of me again.” You let out a choked sob as you were on the verge of cumming, “Hwa- Please. Please-”

Seonghwa felt his cock twitch in his hand from your soft pleads. Go ahead and cum for me, darling. Go ahead and let go.” He knew you were trying to wait for him. He himself could hardly wait. Precum was constantly leaking and he was letting out guttural groans as his eyes were glued to your fucked out face.

You threw your head back and let out a series of drawn out moans while mumbling that you were cumming to Seonghwa, “C-Cumming- Cumming! I-I’m cumming. Seonghwaseonghwaseonghwa!”

The combination of your pretty face along with your pretty moans was too much for Seonghwa to handle. You forced your eyes to open as Seonghwa stated he was cumming, so you could see spurts of cum landing on his hand, stomach, and thighs. You listened to Seonghwa’s deep moans with shaky breaths as he came down from his high.

The two of you stayed like that for a minute before Seonghwa spoke up, “Darling… how did you know what I was doing?”

You stared at the screen with a confused expression, “Isn’t that why you sent that voice memo?”

prof hwa imagine

Warnings: 18+ (nothing wildly inappropriate happens but im tagging just in case), suggestive, teacher x student

this was a dumb "collage professor Seonghwa" prompt i wrote for my friends about seonghwa a while ago lol

!everyone depicted in this work is of age and are consenting adults!

• “miss y/n, do you mind staying after class for a moment please?” Your English professor called out to you from his desk

• you stop in your tracks and make your way over to him, waving your friends off, ignoring their childish giggles

• “sure professor, is everything ok?” You say, soft voice echoing through the now empty collage classroom

• you take a seat in the chair across from his desk

• The older man lets out a small chuckle, “mmh, you don’t have to call me professor right now. It’s after hours, just call me ,Seonghwa, ok?” He suggests, his tone now lighthearted as he smiles warmly at you from the other side of the table

• you feel butterflies roam about in your stomach as you avert your gaze from his, that smile could knock you out at any second.

• “uhm, yeah ok…s-Seonghwa..?” Feeling weird just saying his first name

• Seonghwa let’s out a breathy laugh

• “oh, you are just so adorable, you know that?”

• “well, the reason why I wanted you to stay is because I want to discuss your grades.” He states

• you swear you just got whiplash, did he just call you..cute??? Maybe you’re just hearing things…

• shaking your head to clear any thoughts, you finally speak up

• “wh-oh! Is that so?” You stutter out, still trying to recover from his comment that your not even sure he said, and now trying to focus on your academics

• “Yes now, don’t be surprised by this but, you are doing excellent in this class! You’re one of my top students, you should be proud!” Seonghwa beams at you

• you raise your eyebrows in shock at his statement

• “o-oh really? Oh wow, thank you prof-Seonghwa.” Nice one y/n…nice one.

• The man just smirks at you, something almost devious about it as he tilts his head to the side, blonde tresses falling in his eyes 

• “But I have been noticing you’ve been a bit distracted lately.” He began bluntly

• you blinked in surprise

• he rises from his chair and stalks over to the one your seated in

• “is there something,” he begins slowly, dragging out every word

• he stands behind your chair and let’s his slender fingers glide across the wooden back of the chair, mere inches away from your neck

• “distracting you, y/n?” He says lowly into your ear

• you shudder

• “uhm, yes!” You stupidly blurt out with out thinking

• Seonghwa smirks again as his hand trails from the back of the chair to your shoulder, squeezing lightly

• “oh? Is that so?” He asks

• “well,” he starts, breath ghosting on your skin as he nibbles on your ear 

• letting out a deep chuckle 

• “having distractions are no good, now are they?”

• “tell me what’s distracting you, darling.” Seonghwa insist, hand finding purchase on your neck as he kisses your jaw

• “uhm..wh-ah- I cant tell you” you gasp out

• “it’s fine, you can tell me if it’s *someone* instead of *something*” he presses

• God, he is not going to let up on this, and your not sure how much more of this you can take

• “it uh..mh. It is someone.” You say

• well…this is a start

• “who is it?” He asserted. No longer asking questions. Demanding answers

• “pr-professor I can’t tell you, it’s so embarrassing.” You begged 

• unsatisfied with your answer the man straightens up and walks back over to his chair

• leaving you a quivering mess

• sitting back in his chair he folds his hands on the desk. Face stone cold

• “this little problem with *never* be solved if you don’t *tell me* what’s going on, y/n. You know this, right?” He affirmed 

• you hung your head low

• “y-yes. I know.”

• “then why don’t you answer the question?”

• “s’you.” You mumbled 

• “what was that?” Seonghwa asked as he quirked his eyebrow up

• “nothing!” You quickly say as you stand from your chair

• “uh I said n-nothing!” 

• you both stare at each other for a moment

• Seonghwa finally gets up from his chair and walks over to you

• stepping dangerously close to you

• hand resting back on your neck

• “Speak. Up.” he growls in your ear 

• “you..I-I said it’s you who’s distracting me!” You exclaimed 

• “ah..now was that so hard to say, darling?” He murmured, his free hand giving your thigh a squeeze 

• “how am I distracting you?” He ask as he goes for your neck, leaving marks and bruises that will definitely show for days

• “ah-ah! Just everything about you is s-so distracting!” You babble out

• “yeah, like what?”

• “tell your professor what he does to distract y-“

• a knock interrupts the both of you

• giving each other an annoyed glance, Seonghwa clears his throat 

• “yes?” Seonghwas voice echos as he tries to sound as put together as possible 

• “hey, uh I got a few questions about the test for tomorrow, are you free?” You hear a male voice from the other side of the door

• your shoulders slump as you let out a sigh

• “Hwa, I told you to put the ‘out of office’ sign on your door.” You roll your eyes as you pull away from the man

• Seonghwa whines in response 

• “mmmh! Baby, I forgot I’m sorry!” He hurriedly says trying to pull you back in

• you give him a look that he knows all to well and decides to back off

• as cute as you are when your mad, he’s not in the best position to indulge in you

• speaking of that

• “u-uh Wooyoung, give me a second! I’ll be right with you!” Seonghwa says as he straightens himself up

• “hey!” He whispers

• “dinner is on me tonight, I promise.” He says to you with a wink

• “it better be.” You say as you give him a peck on the lips

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something that my therapist taught me that really helped me have more self compassion was the concept of an inner child (please note this is not the same as having different personality states)

when I'm having a hard time with my mental health I often have a lot of negative self talk and struggle to look after myself but when I imagine telling a young version of myself the things I tell myself now, I can't.

beating myself up about a mistake? it's alright, we make mistakes and we can learn from this.

struggling to get out of bed? just try for 10 minutes, watch YouTube or listen to music and if you can't stay up we can go back to bed for a bit and try again later

need to do eat something but can't find motivation? I wouldn't let them go hungry so I'll grab a snack while I make something

need to do chores but feel like I can't? let myself dance to taylor swift and do as much as I can, maybe offer a reward afterwards.

I've found it's so much harder to be hard on myself when I imagine I'm saying those things to younger me. in an ideal world I would be kind to current myself but if I can't? I'll be kind to the six year old version of me who deserves to be looked after and cherished and told they're important. when I can't bring myself to do something for me I'll do it for them.

a wonwoo thought please 😔😔😔 the man is so fiiinnnneeeee

wheeeeeew he's beyond fine. honestly his fucking stare is beyond hot it makes me wanna chew glass. so imagine he's fingering you, and you're squirming beneath him while he crooks his fingers just right. the whole time he's looking at you with that fucking stare. those dark, intense eyes just rove over your body, honing in on where your pussy greedily sucks in his fingers with each thrust, before looking over the rest of your trembling form. he runs his other hand over your quivering body, tracing the curve of your torso as you arch up, of your abdomen as it tenses in response to the pleasure. the whole time he's just watching you, observing you so attentively, taking in every detail of you lost to the throes of pleasure while he thrusts his fingers deep inside of you

there's something about him that really suits a more subdued kind of lust, carrying himself as completely composed even though he's ready to burst at the seams. like he would rub his thumb over your clit just to make you cry out and clench around his fingers, and even though all you see is a tilt of the head and all you hear is a low observant hum, he was damn near ready to cum just from the way you cry out for him. the moments would drag on so slowly, your pleasure prolonged as he just sets your body alight with his skilled hands. he’d take his time, teasing you, making you melt not with a rush of heat, but with a steady simmer that has you falling apart more and more over time.

OMG NO STAWWWP!

I'm kidding please keep going. 

I can just imagine the hard degradation he would use when he's jealous, sweet Jesus.

'You think you can find someone to fuck you better than I can? No, your cunt is mine'.

No b/c I've seen his natal chart & he seems he might have a thing for exhibitionism & so imagine if all the members were flirting with you & they had to watch while he takes you in front of them.

'Go ahead & show them what a needy slut you are for me, how you're already so wet for me'.

'Do you want them to take a lick, hm? Are you that big of a slut? You'd do that right in front of me when i strictly told you to just look and not touch?' But he could almost cum on the spot when you let a fucked out smile paint your face,mumbling out a 'no,i just need you', proving him that at the end of the day he's the only one your cunt throbs for, not caring about the rest of the members watching you, completely immersed in him.

And then the degradation turns into praise. 'Let me rub your little clit as a reward hm'kay? Let them watch. That's right, only I fuck you this good, so good'