Advice To Help Your Journey

Yeosang pouted, ignoring Seongwha when he sat next to him on the bed.``Come on, Yeosang, are you rot going to get ready? We're going to be late, and you know tonight is an important night! You're supposed to…” He doesn't get a chance to finish because they were interrupted by Hongjoong, knocking on Yeonsang's bedroom door.``Are you guys ready to go? Could we have a drink before we head to the party? We are going to need it!” He says as he hands the other two shot glasses and pours them a drink. As they down their shots Seongwha again tries to convince the younger to dress up and wear a mask. "Come on, Yeo! It's just a company party! It won't be that bad!"Mingi chime in. Yeonsang huff; by this point, Seongwha's grown so annoyed. And decides to take matters into his own hands by picking the younger up and carrying him to the limo.``You're going!”So help me, Yeonsang “Songwha chides as he puts the other in the car and gets in

“ Bored” would be how he described his feelings, as he sits at the bar trying to find some distraction to pass the time. As he readjusts his mask, for what seems like the millionth time, he thinks, “Geez, another boring New year's eve party that his parents were throwing!” Disappointed, knowing that besides Yeosang, there would not be anyone here to keep his interest. And he wasn't even sure the other would come?”He thinks as his best slips into the seat next to him.”Find anything or anyone that has caught your attention? You know since you seem so delighted to be here?”He teased as he ordered himself a drink and waited for Wooyoung's response.``You know I can't play this game! I'm supposed to meet Yeosang tonight, and my parents will kill me if I fuck this up.” I'm offended you would think so little of me.``I was going to suggest that you slip behind the bar pretending to be the bartender. When he spotted a man's face that has been in his mind since he had found out about the arranged marriage, however, when the other approaches the bar, Wooyoung smiles and winks as he asks him,” Can I make you drink, your hundredth patron, so your drink is on the house?” He jokes as Yeosang rolls his eyes. Wooyoung could not help but laugh at the brunette sassiness." Sorry, I'm not interested! In whatever game you're trying to play! I'm supposed to meet someone!" He hears the other confess with a slight tone of annoyance. A few minutes later when the brunette looked down and noticed the drink in front of him. Unapologetically, the other says. “Ummm, what is this? I know for a fact that I didn't specify what I wanted to drink? So what is this??” You have So many questions! That I might have the answer to, "Woo says. "While you wait for your date, how about we play a game? For every question that I answer, you have to answer one of mine, okay?" He suggests hoping that the other takes the bait. Thankfully after a few seconds of thinking, “ Okay, but only till my date gets here.” The other buffs as Wooyoung smile. "I'll go first! Now to answer your first question, the drink I made you was called "Love potion!"TIn other words, Yeosang spits out his drink.”I should have known; you would say something stupid! And totally. "He sighed. Without giving the other a chance, surprised when he hears Yeosang fire a question at him "So What is the name of the person you're supposed to meet tonight?"He curiously asked, even though he already knew the answer. " Umm, he's my boss's son, and his name is Wooyoung." The other says Woo noticed the other being hesitant about the information to a stranger. It's funny because Wooyoong knew the answer, yet to hear those words made this whole thing real. Now feeling impulsive, he ran around and took the other hand."Your board: I'm bored. We both know this party is lame, and you seem nervous and uninterested in meeting ”Wooyoung'' so let's go make our party?" He suggests before the other could answer him,m he was in the elevator taking it to the rooftop.

Once they reached the roof, he laid his jacket on the floor,or and he gestured to the other to come over laughing when the other looked annoyed but still joined him. The two of them could hear people counting down the whereas 2 minutes till midnight. " So if we're telling the truth i,'m surprised you came with me! Especially since you're supposed to be meeting some?"He confessed and got nothing but a noncommittal nod leaving them in silence that lasted a few minutes. " 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,5,4,3 2,1! Happy New year, Yeosang!" The words slip from his mouth and quickly kiss him as they get interrupted by someone clearing their throat.” When were you going to tell me who you were?” Yeosang asks, clearly feeling betrayed

And that's when he hears someone behind him.” Excuse me!!We were in the middle of something," Woo says as he looks up and notices it's his best friend.” Don't hi, me? You left and I had to cover for you! It's 9 am and if I don't get you home,you won't have time to change before your dinner date with Kane's "He jokes as he guides him out the door and into his car.

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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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~

{10:05PM} nsfw

The bed was shaking and your bedroom wall was being battered as the headboard of your bed rammed into it repeatedly. You were waiting to hear a snap, the wooden frame of your bed whining under the force of the movement.

Your moans accompanied the sound of your rickety bed as you took the punishment that was currently being served to you. Your face was smooshed into the bedsheets, your cheek sliding up and down the fabric as your boyfriend took you from behind. Your hair was splayed all around your head and even in your face. Drool was pooling at the corner of your mouth. You looked like a mess, but to the man behind you, it was the most beautiful sight.

“Look at you,” San said, punctuating his words with a harsh snap of his hips. “Taking your punishment like a good little girl.”

You mewled, voice small and pitiful. His palm collided with your ass cheek, drool spilling from your mouth and onto the sheets. You couldn’t wipe it away due to your hands being held behind your back.

San was ruthless. His pace never relented, only gaining more momentum as time passed. Soon the creaking of the bed frame grew louder, but neither of you noticed until the creaking turned into a loud snap, the bed caving in the middle. It took you both by surprise, but after a moment, San regained his position and resumed his thrusts inside you. He yanked your head back by your hair making you cry out.

“Don’t think this is going to stop the punishment. I’m going to fuck you until the bed isn’t the only thing that’s broken.”

Save your energy 🌞

*Chan talking to Changbin whilst Lee Know is listening to music*

Chan: Lee Know is so cute

Changbin: Until he threatens to put Hyunjin in the air fryer...

Chan: But look at him, so cute, he's a little baby

*Minho turns off his music, gives Chan a death glare*

Minho: Call me little baby one more time, you'll go into the air fryer next, old man

hi i just want everyone to know that i will never ever EVER be angry with anyone for not replying to my texts even though you’re visibly online and reblogging/posting. i understand that holding a conversation takes a lot more energy and effort than scrolling and posting and that’s 100% okay. take care of yourself first. the whole idea that you HAVE to reply to someone when you’re online is toxic and makes mentally ill people feel as though they are bad friends just because they can’t always reply within minutes. 

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I don’t know who needs to hear this right now, but it’s okay if your spirituality, beliefs, and practices have changed since the beginning of the pandemic. And it’s okay if you’re still figuring out what those changes mean for you.

Just by existing in a country with a lot of cases and/or deaths, you’ve experienced a continuous traumatic event stretched out over 14+ months. Even if you personally have not been affected, your day-to-day routine has probably been disrupted in some way. This kind of continuous trauma is going to cause major changes in every aspect of your life and personality – and that’s assuming you haven’t had any other traumatic events that may or may not be related to the pandemic, like unemployment, housing insecurity, or losing a loved one.

It’s normal to see some changes in your spiritual life after this kind of trauma. Changes in spirituality are a common symptom of grief. Some people feel a stronger connection to/belief in their faith, and may become more active. Others feel disconnected from their faith and may find it difficult to find motivation for spiritual pursuits. Both are normal, healthy ways of coping with your grief.

You may also find that your experiences in the past year have lead you to reevaluate whether your beliefs and practices really work for you anymore. You may have a system, a tool, or a guide that has been a cornerstone of your spirituality for years, but that suddenly doesn’t seem to be a good fit anymore. This is normal. The world has changed. You have changed. It’s natural that your spiritual path would change with you.

You are not broken. Your gods have not abandoned you. You are a human coping with trauma, and you are allowed to make changes to your spiritual practice so you can feel more supported. 

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