#doyoung soft packs

[s-telar]

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𝖿𝗈𝗋⠀#𝗇𝖼𝗍𝟣𝟤𝟩⠀𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁⠀𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾⠀♡

͏𝖻͏𝖾͏𝗌͏𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗒 ? 𝗌͏𝗈͏𝗋͏𝗋͏𝗒, 𝗂 𝗁͏𝖾͏𝖺͏𝗋͏𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀

𝑖'𝗆⠀𝗒𝗎𝗍𝖺⠀'⠀𝗌⠀𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽.

𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎⠀?⠀𝗇𝗈⠀!⠀𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋⠀𝗍𝖺𝖾

𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾⠀(𝗇.)⠀𝗂𝗇⠀𝗃𝗈��𝗇𝗇𝗒⠀'⠀𝗌⠀𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗌

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𝑖 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗃 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸

﹫𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇, 𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞⠀𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗎𝗌⠀𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌𝗎𝗇 ♥︎⠀꒰ #해찬 ꒱

𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝗀.

𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝖾 #𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗐𝗈𝗈

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[chaemingly]

ㅤ ˗ˋˏ 𝒰­sers for (𝗜𝗚) 𝗈𝗋 𝘁𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗿 ˎˊ˗

ㅤ✿౿͏ㅤ :ㅤ  doyoung (NCT 127) ㅤ. .

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ doyngrs 𑄽𑄺ྀ lovrdoyoung

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ vodyung 𑄽𑄺ྀ doyungells

ㅤ✿౿͏ㅤ :ㅤ  jaehyun (NCT 127) ㅤ. .

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ jaehryo 𑄽𑄺ྀ is2hyunr

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ jhyunpies 𑄽𑄺ྀ jaehyunawr

ㅤ✿౿͏ㅤ :ㅤ  yuta (NCT 127) ㅤ. .

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ nkyutaer 𑄽𑄺ྀ peonnyuta

ㅤ ㅤ 𑄽𑄺ྀ yutadelf 𑄽𑄺ྀ nkmoyutar

[loe4y]

[haevrrs]

⤹ ⁾⁾ ∿ 🕰️

⤹ ⁾⁾ ∿ 🚬

[velyise]

you are my blue.

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[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[10:04 pm]

(cw: f!reader, side characters are inebriated)

Frat!Jaehyun stared at his phone expectantly. You were late. 28 minutes and some seconds late to the party you had told him just earlier that day that you'd come to. The crowd of party goers was getting thicker, the air was getting hotter, and people were getting more and more unbearable. Even though the party had only started about an hour ago, he could could count on both hands the amount of times he'd already been offered a drink, but he denied them every time. He wanted to be clear and level headed for when you would soon text him that you were at the entrance and wanted to find him.

But another 15 minutes passed and he had still heard nothing from you. His calls went to voicemail, his texts were unanswered, and there was radio silence on your end. He was getting restless, had he done something to annoy you? He didn't think he did, but maybe when you offered him a drink of your coffee earlier he had taken too much. But that wouldn't justify you ignoring him.

He pulled away from the wall in search of familiar faces to ask if anyone had seen you. Taeyong, Mark, Johnny, and Doyoung all answered no. Yuta yelled over the music, "It's crazy packed in here, she'll find you! Want a drink?"

Jaehyun shook his head angrily, "She hasn't answered any of my texts, I'm getting worried."

Taeyong took note of the concerned look on Jaehyun's face and leaned in to tell Jaehyun, "I saw her roommate outside not too long ago, you should ask her."

Jaehyun nodded, quickly making his way outside to catch sight of your roommate. She was clearly tipsy but was able to tell Jaehyun that you were ready for the party when you got a huge headache and decided to stay in. He thanked her profusely before fighting his way through the thick crowd to the front door.

"Bro! Where are you going?" Mark yelled.

"She's sick in her dorm, I'm going to run by a pharmacy and get her some medicine and stuff," Jaehyun answered.

"But you're Social Chair, man. You can't leave!" A drunk Haechan whined.

"I have bigger responsibilities, get him some water before he puts another bathroom out of commission for the night. I'll be back tomorrow," Jaehyun firmly told Mark.

Jaehyun was running quickly to your dorm after he stopped by the pharmacy. He flashed the RA a quick smile and quickly pulled out his student ID. "I'm glad you're here," she told him as she led him to your room, "poor thing, her roommate told me she'd never seen her this poorly."

Jaehyun's nervousness heightened, he gave the RA a quick thanks as he slid into your dorm. He left his shoes at the door and padded to your room quietly. He pushed the door open as gently as he could, only to catch sight of you buried under you blankets and pillows with soft only sniffles heard.

"Baby?" He questioned quietly, making his way to the edge of your bed.

"Jaehyun?" Came your weak response.

"My love, why didn't you tell me you were sick?" He cooed softly.

You whined, pressing the heels of your palms into your eyes, "you had a party you were so excited about. It hit me so suddenly, I just came to bed. I don't even know where I left my phone."

He shook his head with a sigh, he pulled the pills out from the pharmacy bag and dropped two into one of your hands and a gatorade in the other hand, "take these while I look for it."

He moved around your room quietly, folding the clothes you had no doubt left on the floor in your rush to get to the party, putting away shoes and searching your desk- no phone. He stepped into the bathroom finding it beside an open bottle of eyelash glue and one false eyelash.

Jaehyun placed your phone on your bedside table and slid into bed with you, pulling you into his hold and letting you rest your head on his chest. "You know I care more about you than some stupid party right?" He whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You nodded against his chest, "You were excited about this one, though."

He chuckled softly, running his hand down your back comfortingly, "I was excited because you were excited to surprise me with your outfit, my love."

You nuzzled into his chest, squeezing your arms around his waist, "thank you for taking care of me Jaehyun."

"I'd do anything for you," he stated softly.

You were drifting to sleep, your eyes struggling to stay open, "Can you change next time, so you don't smell like a frat house though?"

He rolled his eyes, you were going to be better in no time.

[ncityprincess]

How Doyoung would be in bed

I’m so in love I’m with this man it���s ridiculous 🥲

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

-im sorry but he gives me undercover sex god vibes 😭

-like yes he looks so sweet and soft on the outside

-and yes he does enjoy soft and sweet lovemaking

-but that gummy smile and angelic singing voice can’t fool me

-if you look underneath there’s a freak waiting to be unleashed

-he puts his career above anything, so he’s not just gonna have random rendezvous and hook ups

-he’s not going to waste his time on meaningless flings that could tarnish his reputation

-he’s gonna hold out for someone special that he truly cares about

-so when he finally finds The One, it’s game over

-he lets his wild side come out, and he can’t wait to indulge in all of his fun fantasies (with prior consent of course)

-he reads as a pleasure dom to me

-your pleasure comes first, and he doesn’t care if it takes you 30 minutes to cum

-he’s gonna lay there and eat you out or fuck you until you’re a moaning mess underneath him

-like Johnny, he gets a warm feeling in his chest when his beautiful girl is all fucked out and glossy eyed underneath him

-it makes him feel like he’s worked hard to get you to this point, and to see you respond like this makes him feel untouchable

-likes it when you get super messy, especially when you’re slobbering on his fingers

-curses when he can see drool dripping from your lips down to your tits

-calls you his pretty, messy girl

-and i believe in my heart of hearts that this man is packing

-like he has such a beautiful, long dick that hits all the right places

-he loves to fuck your pretty mouth

-like a good ole classic mouth fucking with you on your knees on the floor and him standing over you

-sometimes a he’s a little too rough, but he always assures you that he will stop if it gets to be too much

-in fact, he can be overly cautious with you in bed

-because he likes to dabble in the kinkier side of things sometimes, it’s crucial that he gets your enthusiastic consent

-he never wants to make you feel unsafe and cross any boundaries

-so he’s gonna ask you a million and one times if this is okay with you

-you are his precious little baby after all <3

-I think he also makes the prettiest sounds in bed 😮‍💨

-like you know at the end of love on the floor when he hits that falsetto note?

-just like that

-but he also makes gritty, guttural sounds through clenched teeth

-especially while he’s praising you

-“fuck, you’re taking that dick so well baby” he says as he pounds into you from behind, pushing your face deeper into the mattress

-oh yeah, he’s also kinda rough when he handles you

-shoving you into different positions

-gripping your jaw particularly tight

-slapping your pussy just to make sure you’re paying attention to him

-but he’s like lovingly rough if that makes sense

-like pulling your hair back, but also caressing your face and telling you how pretty you look like this

-I think he would be open to using toys or props too like a vibrator or some silk ties

-would loveee it when you wear black lingerie with stockings or garter belts

-and stilettos too

-he’s a walking enigma

-but if he’s feeling particularly calm and relaxed, he doesn’t mind rocking into you gently

-he’ll put on a cute drama on a snowy Saturday night and hoist your leg up as he spoons you from behind

-lazy, slow sex makes him feel even more connected to you

-when he’s in his softer mood, he will worship every inch of your body

-kisses you from head to toe

-treats you like a goddess

-when you guys finish, he goes back to asking if you’re okay and if you need anything

-and after you reassure him that you’re fine, he kisses all over your face and holds you all night

<3

[loudstan]

I have a little question over here🙋🙋

I don't know if it's already been asked or not, but I noticed that yangyang didn't seem as affected by his wolf in his story as the others, and I was wondering if there was reasoning behind that.

Like he was able to stay so close to his mate the entire time without jumping on her even once. He didn't even get that possessive streak that the others got everytime his mate called him a friend or something. Heck, in my opinion, he wasn't even that horny either, even on his rut. Cause either he has some really really good self control or his wolf doesn't affect him that much. And if the later one of true, then I was wondering of there was some sort hierarchy set within the pack on who is more possessed by his wolf and who isn't?

Anyways, good work(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ I liked the light-hearted vibe of his story soooooo much. 💚

Remember how I said bubu is more wolf than human? Well, each of them is affected by the instinct differently. I made a little table with the typical symptoms of werewolf instinct taking over and how much it affects each other them on a scale 1-10

MOST

Taeyong (9.8/10): normally very gentle and soft so he tries really hard to control his nature

Jisung (9.6/10): has no idea what’s going on but he’s like a totally different person when his instinct takes over

Renjun (8.4/10): very embarrassed of how possessive he turns and how slow his brain feels

Mark (7.6/10): not very aggressive but incredibly horny (broke a flashlight)

Haechan (7.6/10): CLINGY but not aggressive

Jeno (7.6/10): his brain feels very fuzzy and he will say yes to everything you ask for

Jaemin (7.4/10): TOO CLINGY, but not as horny

Doyoung (7.4/10): used to find the random horniness very inconvenient, but he kinda digs it now that he’s with his destined partner

Chenle (7.2/10): during his story he was mostly under the effect of a spell, but normally he would be possessive and clingy

Winwin (7/10): possessive but not too horny

Xiaojun (7/10): his brain stops working completely

Ten (6.8/10): very possessive and clingy but he doesn’t lose his mind easily

Yuta (6.6/10): very similar to his real self, but a little hornier

Jaehyun (6.6/10): his brain loads information slowly when he sees you

Johnny (6.4/10): another one very similar to his real self

Kun (6.2/10): a slightly less controlled and composed version of himself

Hendery (6.2/10): not possessive but his brain cells just don’t want to work

Yangyang (5.6/10): not very affected by his instinct, except for the way his brain works

Jungwoo (5.2): mostly clingy but overall not very affected

LEAST

[00127am]

@ adroitbeloved kim doyoung & gn! reader about mundane love, strangers to the loose term of lovers, snippets of initial meetings and budding affection, crush at first sight, lower-case intended word count 1.4k

💿 now playing ... dancing in the rain meaningful stone

the first time you ever saw kim doyoung, it was raining.

and perhaps that's why you love the rain. because you saw him. black hair matted and suit jacket catching on the cusp of his nape. the same jacket that was soaked with rainwater, tugging strong shoulders to the ground with every shift in his stature. black dress shoes swamped with water, matching the lens of his glasses--smothered in kisses of droplets, clinging to the glass as they watched him during their dutiful descent. and much like those raindrops, you stared. until your hair was sticking to your lashes and your clothing made an uncomfortable squelch each time you moved.

and then you joined him underneath that arching bus turn out. a companionship met in silence and the ever so slight widening of his eyes as he encapsulated your drenched disposition. a silence only to be consumed by the pitter patter of rain and the passage of passing cars. one only to be broken as you reached your hand out from underneath the overhang and onto the oncoming onslaught of outpouring.

despite being already soaked to your core and despite any prior memory of being caught in the rain, you left your hand there for a few moments. lips caught in a grin, beads of water spinning pirouettes across your outstretched fingernails. in this moment, this partial prominence placed in the latter half of a minute, you began to hope that in your next life, you too would be reborn as rain. so perhaps, you too would also hold the pleasure of consuming each and every detail of kim doyoung.

a thought met with extension of your throat, leaning forward and dipping your head into the shower. hair upon forehead and lashes upon cheeks, corner of your mouth curved into the beginnings of a childish grin. and despite any preconception of politeness, kim doyoung laughed.

a sound nearly drowned out by the rhythmic drum of the rain and a sound to be revisited by you and you alone, until it was all but washed away with the end of the rainy season. you're not sure if he was laughing at the sheer absurdity and nonsensical nature of your actions or something utterly unrelated but it doesn't really matter.

you just really hope that you're reborn as rain. it's only fair, right?

the fourth time you saw kim doyoung, you had one hand clutching onto the grab rails on the bus. the same bus where you met at the turn out, a bus that you both take to and fro work. a bus you have come to appreciate (when it's on time) for giving you the opportunity to run into the black haired office worker not once, not twice, but four times.

it's rush hour. five or six at dusk, with a packed bus and the quiet conversations of co-workers. a bus that slices through the summer heat with a squeal of the breaks and an easygoing push on the pedals. it's crowded, shoulder to shoulder and chest to chest. and you've somehow found yourself pressed up against your new found crush, bowing your head with a sheepish turn of your eyes as you steady yourself on the balls of your feet.

suffocated by humidity and the nauseating stop and go of the bus, you find solace in nothing but the beat of your music. a steady pulse that panders through your ears and lands on the tip of your tongue, mouthing every syllable and every word. pretty lips poised in perfect pronunciation as you bob your head back and forth.

it's only during the bridge that you catch his eyes on you through the reflection of the glass door, a translucent depiction wavered by every bump in the road. his features are soft, lips quirked into a tender smile and eyes pulled into amused crescents as he watches you. the same eyes that dart away when they meet yours, blinking down at his hands as he looks absolutely anywhere but your returned gaze.

it isn't until six blinks later and a nervous gulp from both parties (to be frank, you can't be sure if it came from you or him) that the awkward tension is broken. parted easily with a quiet input, one that could not be mistaken for any such speech from yourself. a series of words, drawn out in a low, hushed intonation that made your face feel hot and your stomach drop.

bottom lip pulled in between his teeth and cheeks dusted a prepossessing pink. a pink that most certainly became your favorite color. each sonant emphasized with the flick of his tongue and the fidget of his fingers, rolling over each knuckle in a hesitant habit.

"i really like that song,"

you're not sure that those would be considered the most romantic first set of words spoken in any such universe. but in this one, one which you find yourself insensibly smitten, they prove to rival any such harked verses taken from romeo and juliet.

the sixteenth time you saw kim doyoung, you finally earned his name. stolen from the minuscule text of his ID badge. a lanyard that hung precariously around his neck, laying against his chest in the manner of a second tie. tight around his collar and loose upon the buttons of his dress shirt. a consummately composed photograph lying in the middle, depicting the stranger in all his handsome splendor. one that you find doesn't come close to rivaling the real thing. you're not sure that any camera could properly capture him after all.

you're leaning over your feet to get a better look at it, hair hanging in front of your face and eyes drawn in a concentrated squint. there's nothing subtle about it. certainly not with the way your pursing your lips, beginning consonants sitting on the tip of your tongue. or perhaps with the way you're tracing the characters on your thigh, each stroke undertaken in a clumsy authenticity. as if the movement is foreign yet softhearted.

he observes you, lost in your own world, with a similar gentleness. one curated with the unbalanced sway of your stature and the unconscious push of your tongue against the inside of your cheek. one that begins and ends with an unwilling and unrelenting affection. an endearment that only solidifies as you nearly fall flat on your face.

but you don't. catching yourself with flailing arms and the repetitive click click click of your dress shoes. and then you straighten up, clearing your throat and avoiding his stare (one that seems to bore a hole straight into the side of your skull). and despite the embarrassing nature of your near accident and the heat creeping up the nape of your neck, the only thing you can focus on is his name.

kim doyoung. it suits him.

the thirtieth time you saw kim doyoung, it was raining.

for the never ending rainy season seems to have set upon you, dosing every being and every thing in a dampened haze. including him, a similar reflection to your first meeting, though this time significantly less soaked. you, however, were preforming a perfected rendition--having forgotten your umbrella and once again finding yourself distracted by the beautiful stranger. thus forth leading to the only conclusion which you seemed to be able to muster, one which involved you being wet from head to toe.

and so, you trecked over to the turn-out, meeting him with the squeak and squelch of your coat and slacks. a noise only accompanied by a hint of entertained laughter coming from his direction, one quickly stifled by an all but obvious faux cough and interrupted by an amused huff from yourself. and then a familiar, but comfortable, silence. shortened only by the slush and slur of the bus wheels as it descends upon the curb.

despite the somewhat state of dryness on his part and the clear, slight resignation of being caught in the rain. it's your counterpart who, this time, outstretches his hand. slender fingers and delicate wrist outstretched beyond the overhang as he takes a single step out into the downpour. this hand, smothered in passive fondness from the oncoming droplets is gestured in your direction. tips of his fingers bent in a natural curve, eyes patient and expression painted with a nervous smile.

and when you take it, hand in lovable hand, you find yourself thanking your lucky stars that you were reincarnated as human this time around. though, you suppose it wouldn't be that bad to be born in your next life a droplet of rain. as long as you got to meet him thirty times over.

taglist. @evilsailorsenshi @firstdonutllamafarm @222brainrot @scinclaitnoir thank you for supporting me! ♡

🗯️ CRIED. i cried. oh, i like him so much! so, so much! oh to be a girl and meet a man like kim doyoung ... (ME WHEN) anyway! hope i did him justice for his birthday. i love writing every day type love (if it wasn't obvious) and i feel like doyoung just fits that trope so well. there's something about him that is so endearingly ordinary, i love him (and the rain) TT

[snowball-doie]

below is information about the poly!ilichil dynamics i've created. they'll be pretty consistent for individual fics, too. obviously this is not completely fleshed out- so i'll add things here and there. whenever there are big updates, i'll be sure to reblog this post so that you're all aware. if you're curious about more information, feel free to send questions to my inbox!

𝐲/𝐧 - 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡  ❀ dom for taeyong, doyoung, jungwoo, mark, haechan  ❀ sub for johnny, yuta, doyoung, jaehyun, mark, haechan

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 - 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐦  ❀ kinks: being called "daddy", bondage (he'll let yuta do the shibari if anyone wants it; but johnny prefers old school ropes around the wrists and ankles, or handcuffs), anal (everyone knows that y/n's ass belongs to him. with the guys, he loves seeing their holes try to take his big length, and they all struggle so much, whining pathetically, slumping into the bed so that he had to hold them up.

 ❀ living together: sugar daddy for everyone. likes to drive people around, a hand on their thigh, the two of them talking about everything and nothing. leader of the pack who everyone looks to for direction.

𝐭𝐚��𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐠 - 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐛  ❀ kinks: being restrained, being choked, edging, voyeurism.

 ❀ living together: clingy cat bf. he's got to be at someone's side at all times or he starts pouting. likes to spoil y/n with roses, and decorate the house. his love language is gift giving, so you best believe he's giving everyone gifts every other day just 'cause he can.

𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚 - 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐨𝐦  ❀ kinks: shibari, bdsm, being called "master/sir", sex toys galore, dacryphilia, orgasm control (edging, ruins, overstim, etc.), breeding, impact kink, weapon play, temperature play.

 ❀ living together: also a cuddle bug-- loves to hug the boys and y/n from behind when they're just standing around, talking. aftercare master. pda master. doesn't give a fuck if he's being possessive/affectionate in public anymore. he's just a tired cat that comes home and plops down on the couch to unwind while someone plays with his long hair.

𝐝𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 - 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡  ❀ dom for y/n, taeyong, jungwoo, mark, haechan  ❀ sub for y/n, johnny, yuta, jaehyun

 ❀ kinks: soft shibari (silks for bondage and ropes just for the sake of art). he likes watching yuta tie people up. orgasm denial when he's in subspace. breeding kink.

 ❀ living together: buys lots of shit for everyone, keeps the house clean, makes sure that communication is top notch. loves to be spoiled because he puts so much effort in. but he’ll never say it out loud.

𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨 - 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐛

 ❀ kinks: brat taming (on the receiving end). free use. orgasm denial.

 ❀ living together: pillow princess. lazily lays around the house, hoping to pick a fight with someone so he can get pinned down. silly and goofy most the time, can't take a lot of things seriously.

𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 - 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦

 ❀ kinks: breeding (doesn't matter who it is-- he just loves seeing his cum leak slowly out of a hole before he pushes it back in with a finger). brat taming (specifically y/n and jungwoo).

 ❀ living together: husband material through and though. full on romantic. he likes to treat people to expensive dates and watch as they get flustered. in his free time, he does all the chores before doyoung can-- which has caused a few arguments... pda master. big cuddler.

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤 - 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡  ❀ dom for y/n, taeyong, jungwoo, haechan  ❀ sub for y/n, johnny, yuta, doyoung, jaehyun, haechan

 ❀ kinks: mild edging. watching the boys play with each other and y/n. kind of an experimentalist, so will give anything a try once!

 ❀ living together: tired, overworked lil guy. wants to be the best boyfriend in the whole world, but his busy schedule makes him guilty for not putting as much effort into the relationship(s) as others do. he does what he can to make up for it-- texting and facetiming constantly while on tour. cuddling when at home. silently playing with someone's hands while they rant about their long day. the best when it comes to birthdays and holidays because he goes all out to show that he cares.

 ❀ note: mark is still trying to find his place in the polycule... he's the type of guy to need time to come around to the thought of it all. mark and hyuck are still figuring things out together.... they go on consistent dates together, though.

𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 - 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡  ❀ dom for y/n, taeyong, doyoung, jungwoo, mark  ❀ sub for y/n, johnny, yuta, doyoung, jaehyun

 ❀ kinks: calling y/n "noona". brat taming (being on the receiving end). overstimulation. bondage. dacryphilia (being on the receiving end). impact play (on the receiving end).

 ❀ living together: big cuddle bug. always sleeps in the same bed as someone else. loves to hold hands under the table, even in public. he's also silly like jungwoo, so he likes to joke around in order to make the others smile-- that makes him feel happiest.

 ❀ note: dynamic is funky with doyoung, jungwoo, and mark. dy tries to dom hyuck, but he thinks it's funny and can never take dy seriously-- they've both given up on it; instead, they work together on equal footing to dom the other subs. jungwoo is a brat alongside hyuck, so they both sub together. the power dynamic is pretty equal. they team up together to cause cause in the polycule, hoping to be punished by the doms. mark and hyuck are still figuring things out.... they go on consistent dates together, though.

last updated: 09 october 2024

[what-if-nct]

NCT's reaction to you trying to go down on them while driving

Taeil: Slides his hand down your head and says 'Give me a warning first so I don't crash' as his free hand slides down your back. “I love when you’re like this” He watched as you undid his pants “You’re such an impatient girl aren’t you?”

Johnny: "I guess some one can't wait till we get home.' Johnny glances down at you for a second as he wraps his free arm around you. 'Now don't let me stop you." He winks as he rubs his thumb against your side.

Taeyong: "Baby" He panics with a soft smile "What are you doing?' He quickly pulls over. Once he feels exactly what you're doing he runs his hand down your head saying "Don't scare me like that.' As he allows you to continue as you remain parked on the side of the road.

Yuta: Pushes your hair away from your face to see you clearly and says "You must really want it.' his free hand runs along your body. 'Don't forget to swallow' he grabs your thigh as he runs over a curb.

Doyoung: "Whoa' He firmly pushes you away "What do you think you're doing?' He quickly pulls into the nearest parking lot. 'You can't do that while I'm driving. It's not safe' He scolds you but takes a deep sigh when he sees your face. "But I'm not driving right now" he pushes his seat pack, unzips his pants and nods down for you to continue with a small smile.

Kun: "Now what do you think you're doing" He takes a quick glance at you before keeping his eyes on the road. "I didn't say stop' He tapped your side 'Just wait till a red light.' he winked as he purposely missed the green light.

Ten: "Is it my birthday?" he looks down at you for a split second. "Don't let me stop you, you know exactly what you're doing' his eyes remain fixed on the road as his free hands explored your body.

Jaehyun: Runs his hand down your head and says "Damn babe be careful with what you start" as his hand locks into your hair with a slight grin.

Winwin: HIs eyes widen as he pushes you back. "Wait, wait" He looks around as he pulls into a parking garage. 'You can't do that where we could get caught" He rolls the windows up. "But no one can see us back here" He pulls you back into his lap.

Jungwoo: "Well hello" he laughs as his arms mold around you as you're leaned over. "You could have just said thank you for dinner but I like this better" he softly says as you pulled his sweatpants down as he held you close with his free arm while hitting every bump in the road harder than before.

Mark: "Yooooooo" he pushed you back 'Hold up is this.....is this legal?' He looks around "I don't think this is legal' he continues as he fixes his pants "Just wait till we get home" He continues driving for a few minutes then says "Actually. I kinda wanna know what it's like while driving" as he slowly pulls himself out and allows you to continue.

Xiaojun: "Babe" he shouts as he looks at you with shock 'I'm driving" he tries to put himself back in his pants. "Hold on" he pulls into an empty parking lot under a tree. 'Now that I'm not driving" he pulls his pants and underwear down a bit "You know I'm prone to crashing. You scared me. Come here"

Hendery: Says "I see you want a taste of little Hendery" sending you to pull away and turn away from him as he apologizes the rest of the drive. He now has to wait till you get home for you touch him again.

Renjun: Says "What are you doing?" he gives you a quick glance before going back to the road. As you stammer to explain yourself he says "You don't have to do that for me" his tone softens. "I can wait till we get home if you can wait" with a nod he gives you a smile as he keeps driving.

Jeno: Says "Now what do we have here?" As he looks down at you "You really can't wait huh?" he runs his hand down your back. 'Just remember to take the whole thing like the good girl you are" he grins as he bucks his hips the moment your lips met him.

Haechan: "Fuck.' He winces surprised by you. "Someone can't control themselves can they?" he tangles his fingers in your hair 'You started this, suck it" he encouraged you to continue. "Don't forget to swallow baby"

Jaemin: "Well what a surprise" Jaemin smiled down at you. "Don't be shy" He ran his hand down your head as he pressed your face into his torso. "You're going make me feel good?" he rubbed your cheek with his thumb. When you nod into his embrace. he says "Then I'm going to make you feel even better when we get home"

Yangyang: He says "So that's what you want? Huh baby?" as he leans back making more room for you "You want to suck daddy off in traffic?" he runs his hand down your body till it meets your ass. "Just like that baby" His grip on you and the stirring wheel. tightens as his lip slips between his teeth.

Shotaro: His eyes widen as he hits the breaks and holds you back from falling. "Sorry" he stammers as he pulls into the nearest parking lot. "You just caught me by surprise. We don't have to do this now" he assured you "I'm not in a hurry." he continued to say you as his cheeks were bright red. "Let's just get home. Okay?' he pulled out of the parking lot as he caressed your knee while his cheeks were blushed and fuller than usual.

Sungchan: "Whoa there" He thankfully came up to a red light "You're a little eager aren't you?" he looked down at you "How about this?" he waited til the light went green and parked under a big shady tree in a random parking lot "This might be better" he undid his seat belt and invited you back into his lap.

Chenle: Pushes you back and glares at you as he continues driving until he pulls into the parking garage of his apartment building. "Now you can do it." he sat back "You have to ask daddy first next time. I can't just do anything in the street. Okay" he undid his pants.

Jisung: "Oh my god" He practically ran into a tree. "Can you do that? is that allowed?" he looked around as he drove off the side walk. "I don't think we can that" he said still looking around hoping no one saw. "Unless" he scanned the street till he saw an empty parking lot parking in the darkest area. "I mean, I don't think anyone can see. I mean" he stammered "Just please do it" he pulled himself out.

[dearleove]

Our Season

— doyoung x reader au

summary: summer is the season of delight; happily spending your time with the love of your life under the bright sun kissing your skin. however, everything doesn’t stay within.

note: please don’t mind if there are any grammatical errors! ◡̈

genre: cute, angst

word count: 1,114

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Summer, a season of brightness that shines brightly upon your black-pearl eyes. Glittered sands that reflect from the light along with faded-colored shells. The noises of seabirds blending with the swoosh of the waves.

A red and white checkered mat was laid on the sand. Packed snacks and a camera were scattered along with our sandals, both of us sitting only bare-footed. I was sitting down infront of him while his hands moved up to my black wavy hair, playing with the loose strands.

My eyes gazed at the crystal sea of water.

“You seem to be enjoying the view,” Doyoung placed his chin on top of my shoulder, snaking his arms around my waist.

I giggled, “I love the view… it’s very pretty and peaceful,” tilting my head so I could see a clear view of his face.

Little black strands of his bangs were freely swaying, being blown from the fresh sea breeze. Sunlight hitting his pale clear skin, shining bright like his smile. His soft and plump lips is as pink as tulips from the field of flowers.

His eyes darted on mine, a smile formed on his lips causing his cute little eye whiskers visible.

He pinched my cheek, “It’s prettier when you’re in the view.”

I lightly slapped his cheek, “Kim Doyoung, you’re so cheesy.” we chuckled.

“C’mon, you like it”

“Whatever you say.”

Doyoung stood up from his position, snatching the camera that was placed on the mat. He walked backwards from where I was, watching him confusingly. As he stopped right at a perfect distance, he snapped me a picture and ran towards me.

“Come, I want to take you a picture somewhere,” he grabbed both of my hands, helping me to stand up with his support.

We ran as he dragged me near the shore, taking me tons of picture. I smiled shyly, doing different poses while gesturing me to keep on going. Suddenly, the wind started to hit towards our direction, causing my long length white dress to sway.

My hand immediately grabbed my dress, preventing it from flying too much and exposing my skin while my other hand is fixing the strands of my hair that were covering my view.

Doyoung immediately noticed my situation. He chuckled and walked right in front of me, placing my loose strands behind my ears. While doing so, I didn’t notice that I was already staring at his eyes.

Heart starts to beat faster, racing insanely as well as my mind. Everything feels like a dream; a dream that you do not wish to wake up to but to live forever in that feeling. The feeling of fluttering, to be with the love of your life and do things that both of you enjoy.

I thought this only happens in Disney movies, where fantasies of love are usually portrayed. Things went unexpected and couldn’t imagine that it is now happening in reality; being together with my long time college partner and confessing our feelings to one another.

Butterflies started to kick in my stomach and went back to my senses. My eyes went wide; surprised from his action. His soft lips was now placed into mine while he is holding my left cheek.

He paused, staring right into my eyes, “you’ve been staring for too long, I guess I surprised you.”

Cheeks started to ache from the heat and tension, forming red blushes like a tomato. Doyoung giggled, “you’re cute.”

“Stop,” I whined, hiding my face with my hands.

“Don’t cover your face, I like it when you’re blushing.”

He slowly pulled my hands from covering, showing entirely my shy and flustered face. I looked down onto our toes, still covering my reaction but it was no use. His soft hands lifted my cheek, defeatedly facing each other.

We stared at each other. Pupils in his eyes grew big and twinkling… they say a person’s pupils grow larger when they meet the love of their life or the person is in love, and that is exactly what he feels right now. He couldn’t believe that we’re finally together as he wished to the universe. What I also wished.

Doyoung has always have this thought to marry me, to grow a family and teach our children to play music just like him. He wants to be a good father, to take care and show his love to children as much as he does the same for me.

And I believed that he will definitely be the one when the time comes.

Despite being busy in work, he always ensure that I’m doing well and given each other some time; cuddles, conversation, and affection. When a problem occurs, he’s always there to comfort and listen. A man like him is very sweet, caring, and trust-worthy. Someone that will make you feel grateful to have in your life.

And he is right in front of me, standing closely. Our faces are few inches away from one another.

I closed my eyes, sensing his face getting closer to mine. Our noses are touching, the sound of his breath going lower until he finally placed his lips onto mine, passionately kissing me. Sparks grew larger, as if fireworks were surrounding us. The feeling of rollercoaster, the excitement and the sweet taste of cherry in his soft lips.

It lasted long ‘till he paused, still with my eyes closed. I waited for his response until he let out 3 words from his mouth.

the words,

“I love you”

He said with his soft voice

…until it vanished in the air.

Tears rolled down from my eyes like a continuously flowing river. I slowly opened my eyes and met by a dimmed sky, along with a sun that is soon to set down. Rocks were now more visible as the tide waves went low.

Everything was bright before, but it turned to be the opposite. The bright summer season was now nothing but feeling of desolation, an emptiness. Sparks that grew larger have now died down, nothing feels the same as it used to.

I still couldn’t believe and accept the fact that you’re no longer here with me.

The pain, the pressure. The faint smile painted on your face, the weakness on your eyes, reassuring me that everything is going to be okay.

It hurts knowing that you were in pain.

But, as what I promised to you, I’ll still keep on going as what you wished for. Although the universe didn’t grant what we truly wanted, I’ll do all of these things for you. I’ll try to grow stronger, to love myself more, especially to make you proud.

I know that you’re now in a happy and safe place,

please watch over me, love.

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[wellfell]

 that cute little insult earns him an easy giggle , head throwing back in joy as his whispering mouth fell on her neck . he wasn't wrong , he usually isn't , just as he isn't wrong about akina being a bitch . a nasty one , the one that you'd rather die than getting involved with . chest vibrates tenderly with a soft purr , watching as firm muscles shift under slightly darker skin as her nails drag along it . little red lines upon his chest , her teeth biting into her bottom lip — it's a wonder his looks don't get him what he wants and he has to use his wits and guns to survive in their line of work . then again , she's killed many pretty people just because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time .

 his command makes her roll her eyes , distracted from her very observant stare that was fixed on his torso . the smaller woman crawls out of his lap to do as he asked , not like a gentleman but akina was never attracted to them anyway . her dress falls gently in a pool around her feet , brushes past the curves of her form , she bends down between his legs to nuzzle his chest . her pecks laying eagerly on his collarbone , between them and lower to his six packs . the position makes her chest press snugly against his hardened , clothed member . feeling it twitch slightly between her plump cleavage , she was busy making him up . a purply red one , under his chest , a small one on his side . once satisfied with her handiwork , akina pulls away to grin at them . ❛ you look so nice when you're bruised . ❜  whispered compliment falls against his lips as she slips back on his lap . straddling it , thighs spread , knees pressed on the couch . lacy bra and panties allow her to feel his heat better , she'd be lying if she said she didn't pick the pair specifically to show him today . he can fight her , and he can probably win if she doesn't have her knife with her , the thought alone is exciting to her . but he leans back and lets her do whatever she wants — akina isn't a cruel woman . she doesn't want him to suffer any longer , even if he looks divine doing it . usually , there would be quite some time spent on preparing her before actually doing it but she's a little bold today . butterfly touches of her cool fingers brush against his stomach , undoing his belt and zipper , she has to slip out of his lap to take him out of his pants again . his length isn't a joke , fitting perfectly in the palm of her hand as she strokes it . didn't bother taking his pants off fully , just let them rest around his ankles since she was distracted by something much better . plump lips playfully kiss the tip , as if she's greeting it , a crooked grin was on them while she crawled back on his lap . ❛ doyoung . i wanna try something new . ❜

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[fluffy-web]

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