♡My Sun & My Moon - C. Jongho♡

Advice to Help Your Journey

Whether it is your Healing Journey, your Spiritual Journey, Finding Yourself, Soul Searching or any other Journey you pursue, always keep in mind it is your journey, therefore it must be your own Personal Path. Listen to those who guide you, rather than those that dictate to you. Someone who guides you will tell you how they have found their way and it may inspire you to do some things the same but in your own personal way. 

Those that dictate will say “You have to do it this way” or “It won’t work if you don’t do it a certain way”. This leaves no room for creativeness, If we were all meant to copy each other, it wouldn’t be a personal journey and there would be no point of us being individuals and we would never evolve, we would all be stuck doing the same thing over and over again, We are all here to find our own way. Not meaning there will be no similarities, but meaning it should fit and feel right for us individually.

Sometimes you may find, you will do something the same as someone else but you do it because it feels right, not because you were told you have to or this is the only way. When you are on a Journey, you are doing it to find your own path, not to journey up somebody else’s path. You are here to find the path that resonates with you, otherwise it won’t feel right and you may likely feel it’s a waste of time or too hard and give up. A lot of people starting out on a path get so confused and they are told it is going to be hard and they hear so many people say, “this is how you must do it” and everyone is saying different things and that makes it seem confusing and hard. When you find your own path it won’t feel hard it will feel good and it will feel right. 

When you listen to people telling you how, “you have to do it,” you lose your freedom and that is what your path is all about, it is the freedom to feel good, being you, the freedom to find your own way. There is no one person out there with all the right answers for you or anyone else either. But you can take a piece from each, just take the pieces that fit for you, it’s perfectly okay to do it that way.

Yes, there are structures and things that need to be considered and achieved along most paths. For example healing emotional wounds, you need to achieve self love and self respect and acceptance of who you are, so you can feel worthy, You achieve those by going within and understanding where your hurt first arose, so you can then release it by healing your inner child, but how you get there has to feel right to you, there is no one way that fits everyone, your wounds are no exact match to anyone else’s and neither will your healing be. All journeys need a structure but you are the one who chooses and designs the path.

There is a lot of very helpful guidance and advice out there but learn how to recognize guidance from dictatorship. Listen to advice, it will definitely help, I advise you to get your hands on as much advice and guidance as you can, but don’t believe there’s only one way, feeling stuck on what one person said “you have to do”, can create blockages and hurdles along your way. Listen to the choices but above all, take only what feels right to you, it will make your journey a lot smoother.

Yellowtailbirdy

{5:23PM} nsfw

The muscle underneath you flexed and you fell forward from the friction against your core. You whimpered, head lulling before your forehead collided with a shoulder.

“Oh,” Yunho cooed, hands massaging your rear as they coaxed your hips front to back. “Does that feel good?”

You nodded as you kept your face in the crook of his neck. Your grip on his arms tightened as you felt yourself wobble as you tried to reposition yourself on his thigh.

One of his hands rose to begin patting the back of your head. He flexed his thigh again and you responded immediately. His lips pressed into your temple and he grinned against your skin. “Can I get some words, hm?”

You swallowed and nodded slowly. You started to speak but your words faded into moans as your core made one long stride over his leg.

“Hey, look at me,” Yunho pushed you off his shoulder and guided you to lift your head, hand supporting your neck. He smiled as he took in your rosy cheeks and blissed out face. His hand at your bum urged you to move faster. “Can you tell me how good you feel, princess?”

You heaved a breath. “So good,” you replied quietly. It wasn’t much but it was enough to appease him. He chuckled.

“That’s my girl,” Yunho praised. “Now cum on my thigh. I know you want to.”

[17:03 pm]

⎘ pairing: fem!reader × park seonghwa.

⎘ genre: smut, angst, enemies to fuckers lovers.

⎘ warnings: infidelity, the reader is kinda a brat and seonghwa is not okay with that, creampie, mentions of marking, brief nipple & clit play.

⎘ description: he may hate you but he hates the fact you’re with someone else more.

⎘ word count: 923.

⎘ author’s note: i was originally gonna write something fluff filled for seonghwa’s birthday but then this happened.

masterlist.

© atozfic, 2021.

“how are you still so. fucking. tight?”

his thrusts punctuate the words he speaks against your neck between the countless bites and kisses. he knows the boundaries between you both, knows to never leave his marks on you, but he wants to throw caution to the wind and give in to his desire to ruin your relationship. he wants, selfishly, to be the only one you let into your life, not just into your pants.

“…even after all the times your little cunt has taken my cock.” his rambling continues much like his thrusts. everything he’s saying seems to swim around in your head, echoing and tugging you closer and closer to the edge, tempting you to just let go and allow yourself to be held by seonghwa only.

“maybe your dick’s just too small to leave any lasting impact.” the drag of his length against your velvet walls is electrifying, lighting up the nerves all over your body as he tugs at one of your nipples with his teeth. 

“pretty sure you cried the first time i fucked you, kitten.”

“those were-” your own mouth betrays you as a moan slips out despite your attempts to suppress it, causing seonghwa to smirk because he knows. he knows the tip of him is beginning to repeatedly brush against that lethal spot inside of you, turning your brain to mush and your limbs to jelly. “tears of regret, asshat.”

he laughs, knowing how full of shit your statement is. when this little affair began, it was nothing more than a drunken accident. in theory, there wasn’t much you both liked about each other and neither of you put the effort into hide this fact. most of your mutual friends had even once made a bet on how quickly you both would start an argument. one night, the argument just went too far. 

or that’s what you prefer to tell yourself, it sounds nicer than admitting the underlying sexual tension that you’d both created over the months. one time, you’d promised this to yourself. one time and that was the craving out of your system forever. 

it took you no more than nine days to break that promise, showing up at his door after an argument with your boyfriend. 

and now? you can hardly remember what it feels like to be touched by someone other than seonghwa. yes, it’s so wrong, but it feels so right.

“turn around.” seonghwa breaks your train of thought, pulling out of you with a hiss as his hands manoeuvre you into the position he wants: ass up, your dripping slit on display while your face is buried in the sheets. you’d asked him just last week why he liked to fuck you like that, to which he lied. because, how could he explain that it was easier to detach himself from his feelings when he didn’t have to make eye contact with you, to watch your face as he overwhelmed you with pleasure?

seonghwa quickly gets back into the pace he’d set before, driving his cock into you with determination. the skin on your hips stings while he digs crescents into it with his nails, a death grip keeping you in place for him to use you like his own personal fleshlight, his favourite little cocksleeve. its his hand snaking round to rub your clit that finally breaks your resolve.

“hwa!” you practically whine his name, fuelling his ego more. there’s no sight prettier to him than you begging for his cock. “i’m gonna- fuck-”

“you’re gonna what, darling?” neither of you acknowledge the sudden new pet name, far more endearing than his usual use of kitten or whore. “gonna cum for me? make a mess all over my cock? huh?”

you don’t get the chance to reply as your orgasm flushes over you suddenly, your walls tightening around him as you paint him in your juices. seonghwa does his best to keep pace, fucking you through your high. the hands which had previously gripped your hips, now rub softly at your skin, holding you in place as he leans down to kiss along your spine.

with his own high approaching, his thrusts grow sloppier and his sweet moans reach your ears. when he feels you purposefully clench around him, seonghwa topples over the edge of sanity, his frame collapsing on top of yours as he milks himself into you, filling your hole with his seed. 

you both just lay there, sweat coated bodies stuck together as you try regain your breaths and he softens inside of you. you can’t help but whine as he slips out, rolling over to lay next to you, no words being exchanged and no glances being shared. 

you’re the first one to finally move, doing your best to find your discarded clothing and dressing yourself as quickly as possible. it’s not till you check your phone and see the notification that you realise you’re late for the reservation. you really should be more concerned with how little guilt you feel, if any at all. 

“go run along to your date, i guess.” seonghwa speaks carelessly, ignoring how much he wants to ask you to do the opposite. to stay with him, to realise what you could both have if you’d just stop being afraid to end your loveless relationship, to see he desired you in ways so much more than just physically.  

but, alas, he’s a coward. 

“just remember who’s cum it is staining your pretty panties while you’re sat across from him.”

walking in on jeonghan jerking off would be quite the sight to see.

the first thing you'd notice would be the way his pretty hand coils around his even prettier dick. the tip, so pink and angry, would be carelessly ignored as his palm rubs against his long shaft. you swear that you could practically feel the vein that protrudes from him. or perhaps you just wish you did.

the second thing you'd notice would be that damned sly smirk on his face. jeonghan's ability to be an absolute dickhead, pun not intended, in any situation never fails to amaze you. somehow he's managed to make you feel flustered when you're the one who's caught him playing with himself. somehow knowing that just makes it all the more hot. and when it comes to him, no matter the situation, you're always the one who's caught blushing.

"like what you see, baby?" he says.

what a line, you think. but why did it work so well?

probably because it came from those damned lips of his. the ones that peck at your cunt and play with its wetness. you can practically feel his skin against you. oh how easy you are when it comes to him.

the third thing you'd notice is how your mind's already far too gone at this point. all you can really think about is the stretch of him inside you, and in a twisted act of self betrayal, your body acts accordingly. you feel your core ache against emptiness, your fingernails itching to touch, and the rest of you itching to be touched.

his slick hand still lazily plays the game you wish you had the control of.

"taking too damn long," he shakes his head in disapproval. "d'you even deserve to see me like this?" absolutely insatiable is what he is.

there's no stopping him when he gets like this, or anytime if we're being really honest. but it's not like you'd want to anyway.

(Pt.?) Seongjoong As Parents

Yeosang, playing Wii sports: I may look okay on the outside, but deep down i want you to

Yeosang, pressing the button: Erase Mii

Hongjoong, sighing: What have we said about stupid thoughts?

The rest of ATEEZ, in sync: No stupid thoughts, feelings or ideas during Family Time

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.”

Yeosang: Hey Seonghwa, you busy on friday around 8pm?

Seonghwa: No why?

Yeosang: *looking at Hongjoong* how about you?

Hongjoong: I’m free i guess..

Yeosang: Well i’m actually busy so why don’t y’all just go on this date without me? *gets up and leaves*

Seonghwa: Did he just-

Mingi, passing by: Someone had to

jimin in jungkook’s gcfs: tokyo + saipan