#homewrecker!doyoung

[calibabii21]

thank you for the tag baby cakes😘 @neoculturecollectives & krissy🤭 @multifandomslxt

lowk I have so much in the works AND I'm contemplating leaving tumblr..but I will still share a lil bit hehehe

The room’s silence only being broken by the lewd squelching of your pussy has your nails digging into both of the men's thighs.

“One of you better open your mouth and say something.” Your threat holds no weight as they feel you contracting against their fingers, your eyes and head rolled back.

They both chuckle, Doyoung’s unfazed and Hyuck’s smug, “Aw hyung, I think the slut is getting embarrassed.”

Doyoung doesn’t look at him but rather focuses between your legs, “You shouldn’t talk about our little angel like that. Besides, she’s my slut, aren’t you, Angel.”

His eyes meet yours as you nod with a fucked out expression, “M-Mhm.”

You suddenly feel something hot and wet against your core and your head snaps to Haechan, now between your legs before turning back to Doyoung with a pleading whisper, “Please daddy, p-please.”

He curls his fingers inside you as Hyuck’s tongue joins their pumping, simultaneously lapping at your bud, “I’m not sure what you’re asking for precious.”

tagging: @jenoslutie @jasminexox5 @atinystaypixie @onyourhyuck @pennedbyeve @thesafecafe @chrollohearttags & anyone else wanting to participate :))

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“You gotta be fucking kidding me,” he says through gritted teeth.  “Choi, can you please enlighten me as to what the fuck is going on,” you ask nervously.  “Fucking SHIT,” he shouts, not elaborating.  “CHOI.” “Stop the car,” he gripes, his head in his hands.   You apply the brakes, as you couldn’t keep going even if you wanted to. The car ahead is blocking the whole road, and the trees on either side are preventing you from being able to swerve around it.

from my upcoming coups fic 👀 u can read the teaser here!!

tagging @myhimbomingi, @bookyeom, @kpopnstarwars, and anyone else who wants to join!!

[lotsoflola]

welcome to neo culture tech university

known for his playboys, homewreckers, druggies, partygoers and fuckgirls, the college has a reputation in a league of its own. home to the nct lions football team and some of the most famous fraternities and sororities in the country, only the strongest can survive neo tech...

STUDENT ONE - L. HAECHAN [ATTENDING]

never ever ever - series masterlist

summary: your and haechan's rivalry is well known across campus, but when your friend groups coincide and you're forced to spend time with him, you start thinking he's not too bad... genre: enemies to lovers warnings: smut, drug use, general college stuff, reader sleeps around a bit, reader smokes as well

STUDENT TWO - J. JAEHYUN [APPLIED]

always want what you can't have - series masterlist

summary: everyone wanted jaehyun, he was the most popular guy on campus, belonging to the infamous nct lions football team. but for some reason, the only girl he wanted, was the one who didn't want him back... genre: he fell first she fell harder, opposites attract warnings: smut, drug use, general college stuff, this one's quite angsty at times

STUDENT THREE - N. JAEMIN [APPLIED]

sugar spice and all things nice - series masterlist

summary: college was hard for you, making the move across the country to be at your dream campus left you very alone at the start of the semester. but a sweet boy in your photography class is always there to help you out, no matter what you need... genre: the sweetest form of love, so fluffy and sweet warnings: smut, fluff, general college stuff, drug use (neither reader or jaemin)

STUDENT FOUR - L. MARK [APPLIED]

kiss me before you go - series masterlist

summary: you and mark have been friends since you could walk, before that even. but after spending the summer apart, you both arrive at neo tech slightly changed, but that shouldn't affect how you feel about each other, right... genre: childhood friends to fwb to lovers warnings: smut, there's a lot of smut, general college stuff, drug use (reader and mark specifically smoke a lot)

STUDENT FIVE - K. DOYOUNG [APPLIED]

boyfriend for the week - series masterlist

summary: after constant nagging from your mother about your lack of a boyfriend you finally find someone to bring home, your study partner doyoung. but after spending a week like you're deeply in love, how easy is it to pretend everything is normal genre: fake dating to lovers warnings: smut, general college stuff, angst, reader has negative thoughts about body image and suffers with her mental health, this one's quite heavy

STUDENT SIX - L. TAEYONG [APPLIED]

my heart will always belong to you - series masterlist

summary: you and taeyong broke it off when you first moved to college, deciding you weren't able to commit to long distance, but when a football scholarship transfers taeyong to neo tech, will you be able to rekindle the dying embers of your relationship genre: exes to lovers, mentions of cheating, thoughts of cheating warnings: smut, angst, cheating (reader's bf kinda deserved it but still cheating), generall college stuff, drug use, reader smokes and vapes

STUDENT SEVEN - L. JENO [APPLIED]

suck my d*ck - series masterlist

summary: on a drunk night, you and jeno made a bet with some friends. sleep together until one of you falls in love, and the first one to do so loses one hundred dollars. but, you guys have been friends for so long, there's no way you'll fall in love... genre: bet (not to fall in love), humorous undertones warnings: smut, lotta smut, general college stuff, drug use

STUDENT EIGHT - Z. CHENLE [APPLIED]

actions speak louder than words - series masterlist

summary: your boyfriend can often struggle to show affection, and it's something you understand and can deal with. but when other men on campus start to think you're unhappy and try to steal you, chenle has some thoughts on how to 'improve' your relationship... genre: cold bf, jealous bf, kinda golden retriever gf warnings: smut, angst, fluff at times, general college stuff, drug use (chenle and reader never do drugs), lots of smut in this one

[what-if-nct]

Taeyong: Jungwoo get in here.

Jungwoo: Yeah?

Taeyong: Are you planning on homewrecking?

Jungwoo: No.

Taeyong: Jungwoo.

Jungwoo: Maybe.

Taeyong: Johnny said you were planning to baby trap someone's wife so she'd be forced to leave him and she'd be yours forever and ever.

Jungwoo: I knew when Johnny says trust me I shouldn't trust him.

Taeyong: Jungwoo you can't do that.

Jungwoo: But I love her.

Taeyong: I know, I know. But you have to steal her away morally.

Doyoung: There's no moral way to steal someone's wife.

Taeyong: Yes there is, true love.

Doyoung: But...

Johnny: They're water signs, this is how they are.

[mayaflowerxs]

Hi I was wondering if in doyoungs fic, you could make the reader seem like a homewrecker if it fits with the plot

Hello! Yes so in the series, the main idea is that the reader is a home wrecker/meddler. Don’t worry, Doyoung’s fic was always meant to have MC be a home wrecker haha :)

[dongyoungstan]

THE PHOTOS ARE FROM SOMEONES WEDDING???????????DFFSDHGKJSHJGSSKGHFLDJG

[waitingforminjae]

as captain of the snaekhyun agenda I cannot state enough that bbh does not give a fuck abt dotae drama he just likes watching ty squirm

[onedoors]

not me self reblogging my doyoung sets and tagging them as "have u seen my main dancer" "have u seen my 17th century homewrecker"

[mixdoyoung]

▸i wrote this for you◂

28 OCTOBER 2017

“Count the candles on your birthday cake, and know that you are brighter and more full of light than every single one of them.”

Happy Birthday, @sichengxmi. From: Kim Doyoung

He cruises through the day with poised indifference; As though it were any other ordinary day. Or at least, as ordinary as things can get with him as a flatmate. But he supposes his unpredictability is to his advantage, since people can never really tell if he's up to something or if he's just being... well, him. 

It's the usual routine:

Wake at 8AM, despite it being a weekend. Clean up. Feed the cat. Fixing breakfast – today's menu is simple – of ground meat patties with scrambled eggs and toasted buttered buns with a side of fruits; His excuse is that he's got to rush off for a last minute meeting with an editor. The morning routine is rounded off by him basically throwing Sicheng off the bed since the man is particularly lazy during weekends. 

They sit and eat breakfast, and by 9AM, Doyoung's out of the door with his messenger bag and stack of folders in hand. It's so very obvious that Doyoung has somewhere to be and work to be done. Except, he doesn't and it's all just for show. He rounds back to the outdoor emergency stairwell at the back of the building where he makes the long trek back up the building. 

There's a little bit of ledge he has to traverse to make it to his bedroom's widow ( which he'd left unlocked and open ). And it's a lack of foresight on his part, to have decided to carry out with him as many folders as he did, but he overcomes that minor hurdle by tucking them under his shirt. He makes quick work of it – having travelled this route over a dozen times by now – shimmering along the sliver of ledge to his widow and hopping into his room.

And now, he waits.

By now, he knows Sicheng's schedule by heart; And he knows that every Saturday, just before noon, Sicheng goes out – study/consultation sessions, he says. So Doyoung's just waiting for him to leave.

He's in no rush, and he merely bides his time, fiddling with his phone till he hears the front door click and beep shut in its telling way, and it's his cue to come out and play. 

❈

Cooking was a skill he'd painstakingly honed over the years since he'd gone solo; So it honestly doesn't take him as long as one would think it would to prepare and lay out an extravagant birthday feast. But he belatedly realises he'd miscalculated, and he's left with an excess of time with nothing much to do except wait for Sicheng's return.

Idling around is not something that Doyoung's particularly fond of though, and eventually he finds something supposedly productive for himself to do while waiting for his flatmate's return.

That being... writing a letter? Of cheery, sentimental birthday wishes? Perhaps?

❈   

It's odd, that Doyoung – who had the emotional intelligence of a 5 year old – would go out of his way to so meticulously plan a conspicuous, and hopefully, somewhat meaningful birthday celebration for a friend. It's something he has never done before in his life. Even he himself thinks this is odd behaviour on his part.

He's not really the sentimental type. His friends know. His family knows. 

He's not used to birthday celebrations for one, both for others, and for himself. But he supposes people can change, and he has. He use to not care. Perhaps because he was young, and caught up with whatever youthful pursuits a teenager might have; He's still young, and more often than not caught up in other youthful, perhaps more dangerous pursuits he had, but he's also matured a bit. Maybe. 

There's quite a bit one can learn from living independently from family, and away from a controlled environment such as High School. Doyoung learns, has learnt, to treasure company his friendships more; Friends are, after all, harder to make and keep once one has entered the working world, he realises. And even the most solitary, and indifferent individual grow lonely over time when starved of human contact that was more than just professional.

Not that he was lonely. Not really.

But he did miss his more social, High School days. And that was saying a lot because he wasn't even that social back then. 

❈   

Sicheng,

How did you like the birthday feast? I hope you liked it! Today is the peak of my culinary career. You'd probably never taste anything better made by me than today's feast. I know you're rich and loaded, and you can probably afford to get yourself some authentic Zhejiang Cuisine anytime, anywhere. But where would you find such variety and heart, except from moi? ( Or maybe your mother. ) You don't show it, but you probably get homesick every once in awhile right? Most people do you know? Maybe more so during their birthdays, which I suppose is usually spent with family right? I hope the food makes you feel like home isn't that far away. You know you can ask me to cook your hometown's food anytime right?

Anyways, how long has it been since the start of our cohabitation? I can't really remember. it's almost been a year right? 

I'm glad to have met you. You're messy. A homewrecker. A kinky pervert. A questionable college student, who I'm certain is going to flunk out if you don't start keeping proper track of your timetable. But you're a nice guy. And a good friend. 

Sure, you keep leaving stuff lying around and all, but hey ho! You've started being more conscious about your mess and I'm proud of you hyung! I'm making an impact on your life! Haha ~ You have stolen away half of Felix's love from me, but I guess having a mom and dad is actually better for Felix than just a single parent eh? You're one kinky bastard, but well, everyone has their dirty secrets and you're cute when you get embarrassed ( thanks for amusing me all this time ). And well, I can't speak for your college life but er, at least you know your stuff? You must be smart to study humanities in another language, and not to mention, get into Sungkyunkwan in the first place. So I'll trust in you not to flunk out. 

You know, I'm not very close with my family. And I like being independent. And living alone is great. Was great. But it does get a little... stifling at times? And boring. Life feels somewhat monotonous when everyday, you come home to an empty apartment – well, save for Felix. It's pretty quiet, I realise, when you're not around. And before you came, it must've been really, really quiet. And empty. 

Your arrival made everything less dull and more lively. And although we haven't known each other that long, I feel like you've become a close friend to me. I know you often give in to me, and let me do as I wish most times. Maybe it's because I'm younger. Maybe not. And although I don't really say anything about it, I notice it and appreciate the silent gesture hyung. Also, I know I treat you really roughly at times, and don't address you formally and all that nonsense but er, I do still respect you. I just do all of it because well, I know you can handle it and because you let me. Heh. 

Ew. I'm being so mushy. 

Ahem. So erm. Anyways, I just want to say that I'm glad you were born. And that I've met you. And that you're the one who called and decided to rent the room I had on the classifieds. You're great. And I love you.

I hope you like the camera I got you. I know you've been somewhat interested in photography for awhile now, and I'd love to teach you. It's no professional grade DSLR, but everybody has to start from somewhere. Also, I don't want to scare you with all the technical stuff too early on hah! Let's just start off with taking pretty photos together!

Love you!  Doyoung

❈

In the end, Doyoung's feeling sentimental. But not that sentimental. 

Glancing down at the meticulously calligraphed letter, he frowns. Grimacing as he roughly scribbles all over the painstakingly inked letter before scrunching up the parchment paper and tossing it aside. He can't bring himself to actually present such a heartfelt letter to Sicheng. 

Emotions – being honest about them, made him feel oh so very vulnerable. He didn't like the feeling.

❈   

There's the telling click and whirr of the front door unlocking, and Doyoung flies up from his seat.

When Sicheng walks through the door, Doyoung is there to greet him with 10 times the usual intensity and the brightest of all his smiles. He practically throws himself at the man, muttering sweet birthday wishes peppered with giggles as he playfully showers the man with kisses. And when he's done playing clingy puppy, he all but drags Sicheng over to the dining table laden with an assortment of dishes. 

And sitting by the corner of the table, is Sicheng's wrapped gift, with a simple card on top with the equally simple message: "To: Sicheng-hyung Happy Birthday ~"

In the end, Doyoung really just isn't that honest of a person. 

And in the end, he chooses to let words be left unsaid. Because he's not ready to be honest with Sicheng. Or himself. And he's not ready to be expose himself, and let himself be vulnerable. And because he's a man of ACTION, not WORDS.

But really, that's just an excuse.

[radblinkzen]

Winwin is a sassy bitch and fires right back him with shit like “homewrecker”, “manwhore” and other such comments

Hang on, isn't Doyoung supposed to be somewhere in this Au?

[calibabii21]

💡📒 :)

this is lowk spoiling a lot but I don't want to hide it anymoorreee

💡: what inspires your fic ideas?

tbh as of late, mainly conversations with Andy lmao. I have lots of thoughts and daydreams that run through my head so I talk to her and Kari about it and boom a fic is created. OH- also reels on IG. the amount of random couple and family reels I have on my feed is actually..I'm trying to gauge instagram's motives lol.

📒: any fics planned?

I absoluuuutely have fics planned.

currently have about 8 wips:

3 Doyoung (which consist of sugar daddy!Doie, homewrecker!Doie, and a poly relationship hubby!Doie, bf!Johnny, and bf!Mark)

1 Haechan (sub!hyuck for subby september that will obv be posted late..may as well make it apart of kinktober)

1 Jaemin (a collab fic with @neoculturecollectives)

1 Jisung (part of my NCT Dream Awakened series)

1 Anton (riize)

1 Feitan (hxh) (enemies to lovers)

[what-if-nct]

Do you have any nct member you would NOT date?

Yes, okay age wise Chenle and Jisung, So I have dated guys their age in real life but it's the fact I remember when they were kids just makes it hard. I'm getting better at seeing them as adults but like I just couldn't. And because I know what it's like to date guys their age, especially Aquariuses like Jisung, I am an Aquarius magnet I dont know why, like I'm confident I can pull Johnny just for the fact he's an Aquarius and Aquariuses get weirdly obsessed with me. But like Jisung's age?? Just obsessive and I wouldn't even dare have sex with him that makes it worse. Same for Scorpios.

Off limits\ I'm not a homewrecker wise, Jaehyun, Lucas and Kun those my friend's men. I can't.

Doyoung, I just feel like he'd hate me. I don't know, the aquarius rule doesnt work on him. Like I just get the vibe he wouldn't like me. There's no proof other then it's what I feel.

Renjun is my nephew, Haechan is my stepson and Shotaro is my son. He's mine and Yuta's child, he's our baby. Even though in my dreams both Haechan and Shotaro have crushes on me and I have no idea where that even came from. Especially Shotaro.

[what-if-nct]

Interviewer: Who is a big influence for you?

Johnny: MGK

Mark: Lil Xan.

Jaehyun: You know that "Yeet skirrt" skit from SNL, that.

Doyoung: I know they're the only ones who speak english but don't talk to them anymore.

Jungwoo: Barney!

Yuta: Fuck you Doyoung MGK is hot...I mean cool.

Doyoung: Don't talk to them either.

Jaehyun: I'm going to marry Cardi B.

Johnny: Homewrecker!

Jaehyun: You're damn right. She deserves better.

Doyoung: Taeyong say something.

Taeyong: I'm a little teapot short and stout. Here is my handle here is my spout. Tip me over and pour me out. I'm a little teapot.

[what-if-nct]

Okay, hierarchy noted. Also I’m so tired today that my brain read Hendery = Friend as Friendery. And just because I want to share, these are mine. Changbin=my man, LOML (non-parental), Chan=my husband, my son’s father, Johnny=my homewrecker, my boyfriend, Han=my son, loml (parental), Jaehyun=my high school crush, Doyoung, Jeno=my parental boyfriend (the one that you bring home to them to pretend you’re in a Serious Adult Relationship but really you’re just occasionally having dirty nasty sex with), Yuta=my sneaky link. Honorable mention to Kim Namjoon as my daddy. 🐖🐇

Yes, friendery with benefits. Yes you understand the difference between love of my life and husband and father of your children. There is a difference. Both very important. Johnny just wrecking homes, a harlot. A little hussy. Aww baby han. High school crush makes so much sense for his overall energy. Gentlemen at family dinner freaks in the sheets. Sneaky link is just yuta. You only see him at 2am when you're saying you have to get something from the 24hr Walmart. Daddy Namjoon? Wow you have the daddy trifecta in your harem.

[what-if-nct]

Doyoung: What did I even do wrong?

Taeyong: You called Baekhyun a dirty little mongoose and refused to eat dinner with him.

Doyoung: He kept calling you a milf and said a pantsless dinner would bring the families closer together. Then he and Chanyeol proceeded to take their pants off, in the middle of a crowded restaurant. And he's taken Haechan as an apprentice, I don't trust that.

Johnny: I dunno, Taeyong's kind of milf.

Yuta: He sure is.

Mark: Baekhyun did hug the waiter while wearing no pants, It was a weird evening.

Taeyong: Just be nice to Baekhyun, for me. Please.

Doyoung: I refuse to be nice to that dirty little mongoose.

Baekhyun: *walking out the kitchen naked with a sandwich* I just finished off the last of your Orange juice. Anyway Taeyong I'm sleeping in your room tonight right?

Taeyong: Yes, *whispers* Doyoung don't scowl.

Doyoung: *under his breath* Disgusting dirty little homewrecking naked mongoose.

[what-if-nct]

Yuta: What's wrong? Why are you crying?

Jungwoo: My girlfriend is married.

Yuta: And you think you can't beat her husband in a fight?

Jungwoo: No, it's not that.

Yuta: She wants to break up?

Jungwoo: No.

Yuta: Then, what's the problem?

Jungwoo: I don't want to be a homewrecker.

Yuta: Listen, sometimes you have to wreck a home to get what you want. Plus we go to America twice a year she has something to keep her busy when you're in Korea.

Jungwoo: You have a point.

Doyoung: No he does not.

Jungwoo: No, he makes sense. Thank you Yuta.

Yuta: No, problem. I'll help you fight him if it comes down to that.

Jungwoo: Thanks, you're the best.

Doyoung: Yuta, can you stop corrupting the kids.

Yuta: Haha yeah, that's never going to happen.

[mixdoyoung]

Aww

“Send Me A…” — Accepting

→ 1. Fall asleep on your muse’s chest.

Doyoung doesn’t bother knocking; He’d stop doing that a week into their new living arrangements because one way or another, Sicheng would somehow manage to lure his beloved Felix into his room, and god forbid, bewitch him to stay. If he can’t find Felix, his best bet was Sicheng’s room. Sicheng stole his cat, so he has the right to trespass. That, and this was still technically still his place so ha! Guy can’t complain. Not that he ever does. 

Sicheng is an oddly tolerant guy, he’s come to realise. But that doesn’t mean he has to be tolerant of the man’s homewrecking ways in return.

“Why good evening my dear flatmate. It seems like you have once again, shamelessly lured and bedded my beloved, you conniving homewrecker,” he snorts, striding over to the bed where Sicheng laid, head propped up by pillows and apparently serenading Felix – who was presently resting contentedly on the male’s belly – in Mandarin. Sicheng, in response, simply gives him that smug ‘he-loves-me-more-than-you’ look, and jiggles his eyebrows provocatively at him as he continues with he serenade.

Miffed, he lightly slices Sicheng on the throat with the side of his palm, “You’re voice cracked,” he points out matter-of-factly; Blatantly ignoring the fact that he was the cause of said voice crack. 

Felix, apparently upset by the abrupt halt in singing, perks up his head to mewl disapprovingly at him. That only serves to have Doyoung’s wrath turned from Sicheng onto him instead. 

Pouting, he drops down on the bed, nudging Felix out and off Sicheng’s belly as he replaces the feline’s position. Huddling closer to the older male, he nestles up by the man’s chest, the rest of his limbs splayed out over the rest of the male’s body to lock his cat away from Sicheng. 

Felix mewls some more. Disapprovingly at that. But he doesn’t care.

“Well too bad. You’re not sleeping with him tonight. I refuse. And I’ll be here the whole night to make sure no funny stuff happens. I’m glued to your precious Sicheng, and you’re not getting any action,” he grouches, childishly sticking his tongue out at his cat.

“Hey, Sicheng, why did you stop singing? Is it cause I’m not Felix? That’s favouritism you jerk,” he drawls languidly, tilting his head upwards to smirk at the man. “By the way, I’ll be sleeping here tonight.”