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gyeomsweetgyeom · 17 days

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[1:08 pm]

(cw: a baby, parenthood, (gn!reader))

Fatherhood was something that dad!Doyoung never thought he could ever be ready for. He'd never been around babies! He didn't know how to change diapers. He didn't want to change diapers. He couldn't imagine going a day with a 3 hours of sleep. He couldn't imagine your usual calm home being filled with crying and the wailing of a baby. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be comfortable holding such a fragile little thing. It was overwhelming for him to say the very least. He felt as if he'd never be prepared.

But despite all his worrying and anxieties, he'd overcome all that. His and the baby's sleep schedule had slowly but surely started getting back to normal. As normal as it could get with a baby boy waking up at the ass crack of dawn to eat. The diapers also hadn't gotten easier, but Doyoung was more used to it now. He was used to holding the baby now, and he was a complete natural.

The only thing that had gotten better, and subsequently gotten worse after a few weeks, was the crying. There had been a few weeks of pure bliss. The crying was normal, the baby was hungry, needed a diaper change, or hungry. But then, god, god of course you both knew it was coming, but you had hoped it would take a few more months like your friends kids did. The teething.

There was not enough numbing gel, teething rings, teething toys, teething tablets, frozen wash cloths, or teething snacks to sooth your poor baby's sore gums. This was one of the things you'd failed to think about. For the people around you it happened around 8 or 9 months, your poor baby boy was 6 months, today.

You were having a small, intimate group of people over to celebrate your son's half birthday. Just some dinner and cake.

Doyoung was talking to Johnny with his son on his lap, bouncing his son on his knee when the very familiar whining and whimpers started. "Honey! The gel is wearing off!" Doyoung called out to you.

You dug around the freezer, "None of his toys are in here! Did you remember to put them in?"

Doyoung sighed, he had forgotten. He was so busy helping you set up while your son was down for his nap, he had forgotten. He knew he had forgotten something!

You sent him one of your well-known "what did I tell you?" looks and handed him the teething gel before going back to your conversation with his brother.

"Sorry, this will only take a second. Anyway, I was just saying how the book is really well written..." Doyoung continued his conversation with his pointer finger rubbing over the baby's gums.

Johnny stared at the baby with a humorous gaze. The baby hummed and gurgled happily as he held Doyoung's finger in his mouth and gnawed on it. Doyoung was hilariously unphased, forgoing his mission of applying the teething gel and just letting the baby chew on his finger.

"Anyway, I think you'd really like the book. Do you want to borrow it?" Doyoung asked with raised brows.

Johnny chuckled, "I'm sorry I wasn't listening. I was just watching little man go to town on your finger."

"This will hurt a lot more when his teeth are fully out, but they're just breaking through. I don't even mind it- but the drool. The drool is the real problem, I think. We have to change his bib at least 5 times a day," Doyoung explains while wiping up a string of baby saliva.

"You're a good dad, Doyoung," Johnny smiles, clapping Doyoung's shoulder.

You caress your son's wet cheek and kiss Doyoung's , "he's the best."

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ronjunnie · 8 days

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DOYOUNG FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

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doiefy · 4 months

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nct 127 as cursed college profs

very partially based on stupid shit i've had the pleasure and misfortune of seeing in my own classes. happy finals season girlies </3 i rise from my casket of inactivity to bring you the shit post i wrote on the subway on the way to an exam. whose class do you think you'd survive?

cw: cynical college humour because i'm coping, adult humour

taeil: not even that old, but barely knows how to use technology. spends the first 15 minutes of lectures trying to figure out zoom, then the rest of the time poorly explaining quantum mechanics from a textbook written 20 years ago. trips down the stairs two days into the semester and goes on medical leave, only to be spotted on vacation a week later. no one even gives him shit for it.

johnny: originally the cool, chill prof who occasionally went out for drinks with his classes, until he realized he was cool and tried to get even more hip with the kids. now he uses bad memes in his slides and films tiktoks in his lab. the number of students who ask to get drinks with him significantly boosts his ego, but no one tells him they’re doing it just to cross “drinking with a prof” off the frosh bingo card.

taeyong: the sweetest, loveliest, kindest soul you will ever meet—except he’s only taught twice in his life, just got put in as a replacement for a prof who tripped down the stairs, and gives you the most god-awful final exam known to man. he’s also stressed out (on your behalf) at any given moment, to the point where he just passes everyone with an 80 and calls it a day.

yuta: the hip, fashionable prof who only serves looks and random commentaries on society in the middle of his lectures. undergrads fight to the death to join his research group, but the ones who make it eventually realize he spends most of his time partying with the department’s money. yet still, groundbreaking work comes out of his lab every year…

doyoung: retired from research a few years ago to teach full time, but not a single person knows why. he may offer the clearest, live-saving explanations in his lectures—but he constantly looks like he wants to go home and will decimate your entire existence with a single look if you ask anything about the syllabus two weeks into the semester.

jaehyun: the hot single prof. every single freshman girlie has a sickening, concerning, fanfic-esque crush on him. some go as far as nearly failing his class and then booking office hours with him before finals, only to find out that he’s been using Doyoung’s teaching material for years, without credit. he is very much horrendous at teaching on his own. and very much gay.

jungwoo: wanted to go into early childhood education, somehow got coerced into doing his masters, then his phd, then post doc, then— still fulfills his dreams by treating his students like kindergarteners. this includes gentle parenting of frat boys who won’t shut the fuck up during class, handing out healthy vegan treats, and encouraging “mindful moments” while you write the hardest exam he has ever administered.

mark: refuses to teach because he doesn’t think any of the kids will take him seriously, is forced to anyways by the department. as a prodigy so fucking removed from what it’s like to be stupid, he ends all his quantum lectures with “this is pretty straightforward,” and books it back to his lab on an electric skateboard. yes he built it himself. no he won't let you try and ride it.

haechan: shares an office with mark and spends most of his free time figuring out which organic compounds he can mix together to perfectly recreate the texture and smell of cum. if he doesn’t show up to class, it’s because he’s terrorizing pigeons on the street for science. shows gruesome videos of explosions and chemical fires for a chemical safety lecture. has had the fire alarm pulled on him at least twice.

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thewonandonly · 4 months

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20:42 — what brings you here all of a sudden? crash into a world so still, chill kill enters like thunder, that thrill be makin' my mind ill. | chill kill by red velvet

the wet squelching of the rug under your feet was enough to make you cringe and give you chills, even more than the water that dripped from your dress down your skin. you walked at a painstakingly slow pace that could only be compared to stephen king's carrie. a shiver rolled down your spine as you walked down the hallway to where your boyfriend laid on the couch in the hotel room with a book in his hand.

a little context might work. it was 8 at night. there was a pool. you didn't have a swimsuit, so you didn't jump in. your boyfriend, who now laid dry on the couch, prim and proper, dry as the sahara desert, pushed you in. then left you there.

you weren't mad at him for pushing you in and ditching you. no, that was just a normal prank for the both of you. you would've done the exact same.

no, you were mad he ruined your dress. the 285 dollar dress you've been waiting months for, that you saved up money for.

as you stood there like a horror character from a movie, doyoung's head laid back on his arm, placing his finger in between the book pages, covering his mouth as he stifled a laugh, "what happened?" he teased.

another shiver and you grit your teeth at him, "my dress..."

doyoung chuckled, "yeah?" he glanced at you up and down, "probably shouldn't have pushed you into the pool while you were wearing white." he dog-eared the page of the book, sitting up on the couch.

you walked around the couch to stare at him, the water echoing between the two of you as you stood still, droplets hitting the floor, spreading your arms, "give me a hug." you whispered, demanding the hug, not even bothering to ask.

doyoung jumped up, holding his hand out, "no, no, i think i'm okay."

"come on, doyo, give me a hug."

doyoung made his way around the couch, staring at you as you chased him. "come on, yn, you wouldn't want my nice shirt to — oh, okay, there it is."

you were able to catch him, hugging him tightly with the wet fabric draped over your body. you mischievously chuckled as he groaned at the feeling of the chlorinated pool water seep into his own clothes.

"ah... so warm." you pulled away, smiling as you saw the front of his shirt turning a dark grey, "you got a little something there." you teased.

doyoung matched your look, pecking your lips softly, "i have a wonderful idea on how to warm up." he smiled, his hands lingering on your hips.

you rolled your eyes, "is this your way of apologizing about my dress?"

"maybe." doyoung chuckled.

maybe you could forgive him for his destroying of your dress, even if it wasn't by buying you another.

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multifandom-re-write-01 · 5 months

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[12:00am]

Seeing the cute and VERY drunk Doyoung made Nari smile softly behind the cameras. It was time for Doyoung to head home early so he could prepare for the 7am flight to the Philippines tomorrow (technically today since it was midnight), but at the moment, the young man didn't want to leave his seniors.

"I'm not drunk!" he protested with a huff and cute pout, the three senior idols cooing over him while at the same time trying to convince the main vocal to leave.

"Doyoung-ah~!" Nari called out to the man gently in a singing tone. "Come on sweetie, time to go home!"

"Noona!" Doyoung perked up. "Noona, you're here! Wait -" he blinked slowly. "Why are you here?"

"Our manager called me," she answered as she made her way to the four. "He knew I needed to come and help." Because drunk NCT members don't listen to anyone else except Nari for some reason.

"Oh, Nari-yah, hello!" Heechul greeted happily along with the other two senior idols. Nari greeted them back just as happily. "Do you drink well?"

"Uh, I'd say so, growing up in Australia and all!" she laughed bashfully. "But I don't really like drinking a lot in general..."

"That's why I'm here, Noona!" Doyoung slurred, wrapping his arms around her shoulders in a sloppy hug. "So you don't have to do it. I'm working hard for us, Noona, see?"

"Yes, I can see, Doyoungie~"

"Y-You work so hard for us already, I wanted you to rest. I'll-I'll help Noona, okay?"

"Aww!" Everyone in the room cooed while Nari simply smiled a closed-lip smile.

"You see me Taeyong-hyung, Johnny-hyung, Yuta-hyung?" Doyoung called out to the camera again. He listed the other members' names over everyone's laughter. "We have to work hard for Noona so she doesn't overwork, ya hear me?"

"Okay, time to go to bed!" Nari announced, wrapping her arm around his waist to help support his weight. "Thank you, sunbaenims, for looking out for him."

"Of course! Of course!" the males nodded.

"Good luck in the Philippines!" Kangta smiled. "Make sure he rests well, yeah?"

"Oh don't worry, I'll look after him. Being their mother is part of the job," she joked dryly.

"Ey, Noona!" Doyoung whined, burying his face in her hair.

"And I hope your comeback goes well!" Xiumin added in with a chirp.

"Same goes to you too, sunbaenim!"

"Okay, you two should go now, I don't want you two to stay out too long," Kangta cut in worriedly, resting a hand each on the NCT members' shoulders. "Go home safely, okay?"

"Okay!" the two replied.

"Come on, you big baby," Nari cooed to the drunk Doyoung. "Let's go home."

"Okay...I love you, Noona~!"

"Aw, I love you too~"

"More than Haechan and Taeyong-hyung?"

"What is it with your feud with them two especially?"

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3raaaachachacha · 1 year

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11:02 pm

Lee Mark x female reader / 443 words / fluff / suggestive

Warnings: mentions of nudity, making out, oral female receiving, mentions of alcohol

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

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Mark and you weren’t one to let things get this heated since everything was still quite new for you, yet today, after a few drinks, time seemed to cave in and suddenly, his body was very close to yours. His breath was like an intoxicating drug on your neck that sent shivers down your spine. His body was so close to yours, yet not close enough as his hands caressed your sides before spinning you around and pushing you against the wall. One of his hands was placed firmly on your waist and the other was holding him up against the wall. His eyes glistened with neediness as his Adam’s apple moved while gulping.

You felt intoxicated by his scent like you couldn’t breathe as you searched for his eyes. Once serious now a smirk, plastered across his face as his tongue swiped over his bottom lip.

“You have no idea how badly I want to kiss you right now,” He whispered in your ear as the hand on your waist squeezed slightly.

Mark pulled you to the bed as he carefully slid your dress straps down your arms so that he could have more access to your skin. You shivered at the sensation of his hands traveling down your spine to unclasp your bra. He slid it off with ease and for the first time, you are left exposed and vulnerable in front of him.

“You’re okay with this right?” He asked with a hint of concern once he noticed your change of demeanor.

You hummed while gazing up at him, “Yes, I'm okay, this is okay,” You spoke softly, feeling your cheeks heat up from the alcohol flowing through your veins.

Mark couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at your cute state before he dipped his head down to kiss the curve of your breasts. You moaned out in content as his tongue flicked over your sensitive nipple. Your eyes shutting automatically at the feeling of his tongue working its magic.

It definitely felt weird, but a good kind of weird. You were usually reserved and shy, but Mark made you feel like you could be yourself without having to change. You moved your hand to grip his blonde locks once you felt him sucking harshly on your flesh in several parts of your chest.

“You look like a work of art baby,” He chuckled against your skin as you couldn’t help but giggle softly from his comment, shying away from his eyes. Mark took a hold of your hands as he placed himself on top of you, "Relax for me baby, just let me do all the work tonight."

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peachjaem00 · 10 months

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[09:07 am] Doyoung hates coffee. He can’t stand the smell or the taste, but he goes to his neighborhood’s local cafe every single day and orders an almond latte. Why? Because he has the biggest crush on the barista who makes cute animal latte art.

“Doyoung!” you call out his name and he goes seconds after for his cup. You smile while seeing him. “I tried to make a new animal that reminds me of you, I hope you like it.” You give him one last smile and then you go ahead and continue your work.

He grabs a lid and leaves the cafe. He walks a few steps and finally decides to see what new animal you made. He lets out the cutest giggle when he sees a little bunny made out of foam.

“Next time I’ll ask for your number y/n, I promise.” He puts the lid on and goes on his way.

Maybe he does like coffee, but only the one made by you.

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theficblog · 1 year

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[6:28 pm]

KIM DOYOUNG

Genre: Fluff + Established relationship AU

Wordcount : 444

Warnings: Menstruation

You let out a loud groan, pulling up your blanket even closer and changing your position on the bed. You had been doing it since lunch. Your abdomen was visibly red due to the heat you had been applying, yet there was no relief in the pain. Never before had it hurt you so much that you had to excuse yourself from work.

The door opened up to reveal Doyoung.

He wore a look of concern on his face, he was worried to the extent he rushed to the pharmacy as soon as he reached back home.

Doyoung shut the door behind him, softly, without making any sound, afraid he would wake you up out of your sleep.

"Is it any better?" He hummed gently as he caressed your head.

You did not say anything; you only shook your head.

"Take this." He offered you the pill along with a glass of water, helping you to get up.

"Don't worry about that, baby, it's okay." He reassured by the sight of you examining the sheets to see if there were any blood stains.

"Are you crying?" He asked in a voice shrill out of surprise and, at the same time, deep out of solace.

"Awww my poor baby~" Doyoung cooed, lifting up the sheets, making you lay on your back and use his arm like a pillow.

He planted a kiss on your forehead, humming.

"Tsk!" You shrilled as he moved his face away.

"You want more? There you go." Before covering your entire face with his honey-like butterfly pecks.

His free hand reached to your belly, rubbing it with those warm hands, providing you with the comfort no silicon bottle ever could.

It soothed you, even more, when he started humming your favourite song in his angelic voice.

"Doyoung, why can't you be the one bearing our children?" You joked, feeling better.

He let out a huge giggle. Even his chuckle sounded like a mastered musical octave, so perhaps your hormones were taking over your logical senses.

"I wish I could, baby" He said.

"But wait! It is supposed to be more than just about giving birth." He explained. Lifting up his eyes to meet yours, halting the massage for a moment.

"Doyoung I literally am in no mood for science." You glared.

His mouth was left hanging open, before he quickly reached for your cheek, placing another stream of kisses.

"Making amends before you get mad." He whispered.

He shoved his face closer, to that sweet little sensitive spot on the neck near the shoulder, brushing his skin against it. He felt so warm.

"Kisses make my baby feel so much better."

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saturnznct · 11 months

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dad!doyoung | insta posts 2

nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)

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bbyyhyuck · 1 year

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[ 00:17 AM ] - kim doyoung

warning: pregnancy (?)

genre: fluff fluff and fluff

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It was past midnight, when you shuffled around for the nth time.

You couldn't sleep, since your little baby kept kicking from inside, also demanding one of your most recent cravings. ice cream on toast. You swore it was the most delicious thing you had ever tried, but when you told that to your fiancé, Doyoung, he just looked surprised and shrugged it off.

Now, you were wide awake, staring at the ceiling, praying that your baby will stop kicking and go to sleep.

But it happened the contrary. As you shuffled around, at some point, it woke Doyoung up. He turned around so he could face you and analysed you from head to toe. "You haven't been sleeping, were you?" He questioned.

You nodded. "Sorry, I didnt want to interrupt your sleep." You mumbled through the pain in your tummy.

You heard a loud sigh. "What are you craving now?" You hesitated. "Ice cream on toast..." And you felt a soft kiss being pressed onto your forehead. "Wait here love." Doyoung whispered.

5 minutes passed when your fiancé was back, holding a small plate with two toasts on it, and two big scoops of pistachio ice cream. Your favorite.

A big smile made its presence on your face, happily eating everything off the plate, Doyoung staring at you with adoration the whole time. He couldn't get mad at you for waking him up, even if every single minute of sleep was important for him. How could he, when you were carrying his baby? When you looked that beautiful even in the middle of the night. He was more than in love with you.

He grabbed the plate and placed it on his nightstand, then hugged you tightly, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

He inhaled deeply. "I love how you smell. Its so relaxing". Placing his hand on your baby bump, he smiled for himself. "I can't wait for our baby to be born. I'll spoil both of you so so much. I promise I will be the best dad and husband to ever exist".

You laughed at his confession. "I'm sure you will."

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A/N: Im so soft for Doyoung ☹️☹️ anyways Im sorry I didnt post in a while but I kind of ran out of ideas, but Im back now, and please request anything you want!!

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 11 months

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[5:44 pm]

(cw: douchey ex bf, "douche bag", “ass”)

Eggs, ramen, candy, ice cream, was there anything else you were missing? You should probably get some produce, to be healthy. You eyed the bananas, looking for the best bunch and some grapes that didn’t look too soft or mushy. And the oranges looked just- like your ex boyfriend. The very ex boyfriend who you had purposely avoided for the last month on campus because you made the drunken mistake of calling him to tell him you were so happy and so over him thanks to your new boyfriend. The new boyfriend that your drunk mind brought up on a whim, the boyfriend that didn’t exist.

He was getting closer now, how were you going to get out of this? Think, think, think, “Funny seeing you here, where’s that new boyfriend you were bragging about?” God, you regretted ever dating him, he was a major pain in your ass.

“He’s doing his own shopping right now, uh here he comes!” You exclaimed as you caught sight of a guy your age coming into the produce section. You swiftly walked over to him hoping that the message ‘HELP ME’ could be communicated through your eyes as you asked him, “Did you find what you were looking for, honey?”

He sent you a confused look before he looked around to catch some douche bag looking guy with a smug look on his face just a few feet behind you. “Uh yes-yeah. Got the pasta,” he stuttered.

You let out a quiet relieved sigh, “This is my ex, I told you about if you remember.”

“Oh him, Doyoung, nice to meet you,” he nodded, giving the hand your ex held out a simple look rather than shaking it. He was perfect.

Your ex cleared his throat, “Separate baskets, if I remember correctly you’ve been together for 3 months now. When we were together I recall you never wanting to leave my place during our honeymoon period. Gotta step it up man.” All you could do was roll your eyes, he proved to be more awful every time he opened his mouth.

“And look how well that turned out. We like our separate spaces, we haven’t been together for very long, and we both have work and school to focus on. Not that you should be all too concerned about our relationship. Did you find everything you needed, love?” Doyoung replied coolly, redirecting the question toward you.

You nodded stunned at how well this stranger was handling everything, he cleared his throat with a sarcastic smile, “See you, man.”

“Or not,” he told you under his breath and he led you to checkout with his hand on the small of your back. “Did you actually get everything you needed, I can make sure he doesn’t follow you through the store.”

“Oh no, thank you so much though. I’m sorry I dragged you into this too. I panicked when I saw him and if my stupid drunk self hadn’t lied or even called him neither of us would be in this mess!” You complained, ignoring the looks of the other shoppers of the grocery store.

Doyoung stayed with you while you checked out and walked you to the parking lot, “I can walk you to your car, where are you parked?”

“Oh no, I walked. Thank you again for your help, I’ll get out of your hair now.” You smiled as you gave him a brief wave goodbye.

“I can walk you home, I don’t want man to follow you or anything,” Doyoung offered.

“He’s weird but not that weird,” you chuckled, “and really you’ve already done so much thank you.”

“It’s really no problem to walk you home,” Doyoung insisted.

“Honestly, we’ve just met, I wouldn’t feel comfortable showing you where I live,” you admitted shyly.

Doyoung’s face showed his shock, his mouth hung open, “Oh my! Yeah! Of course! Can we compromise?” You sent him a puzzled look but invited him to continue, “I’ll give you my number and you can just text me when you get home. If my mom ever heard that you got hurt in any way on your way home after meeting me, she would kill me.”

You laughed, “I accept your compromise, here just put your number in.”

He was quick to input his number and hand you back your phone with a shy look on his face, “I’ll see you around?”

You beamed, “You certainly will, you won’t have my number for nothing. Nice to meet you Doyoung.”

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neocitydealer · 2 years

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𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

៹. 𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑. ©

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟖+. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭. !

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 📦 (time stamps, short fics, MTL, etc)

📮 JENO [ 01:48am ]

sneaky link!jeno + car sex

📮 MARK [ 6:17am ]

new dad!mark + lap riding

📮 JOHNNY [ 10:23pm ]

brothers best friend!johnny + blowjob

📮 JAEHYUN [ 11:42pm ]

jaehyun + his favorite exotic dancer

📮 YUTA [ 12:45am ]

employee!yuta + fucking his bosses wife

📮 JUNGWOO [ 3:02am ]

best friend!jungwoo + cunnilingus

📮 TAEYONG [ 01:21am ]

taeyong + party!bathroom sex

📮 HAECHAN [ 5:24pm ]

catholic!school bf haechan + blowjob

more coming soon !

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doiefy · 2 months

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mad city // nct series

GENRE: sci fi, biopunk, dystopian, thriller PAIRINGS: features both x reader and mxm fics MEMBERS: johnny, doyoung, jaehyung, jungwoo, mark, possibly more to come!

note: if this series looks somewhat familiar, it's because it is! this is a massive rework of my old 'fight or flight' fic for doyoung, which I posted almost two years ago (pls don't read it, like 69% of it isn't canon anymore and I kinda hate it anyways). it's been a real struggle turning it into something I actually want to write for again (which involved changing the original plotline from x reader to dojae, for which I am VERY unapologetic, don't fucking touch me), but after a year or so of on-and-off planning, here it is. I can't guarantee that I’ll get these fics out super speedily, as I also want them to be very visual and will be spending a shit ton of time on graphics; but if you're interested in a tag list for any of these fics, let me know!

WHAT PEOPLE HAVE REFERRED TO AS THE SPLIT: the fracturing of life as it once was, the steady decline of the natural world, all perpetuating political tensions and rampant crime in two rival cities.

To the north lies Iameh, an urban paradise of impressive art and culture, resulting from centuries of mining and exploitation—a pristine exterior built upon the hardship of their southern neighbours. In one of their forgotten limestone quarries lies Siacia: Iameh’s shadow, their forsaken history, but a thriving metropolis nonetheless.

Siacia is all the blinding colours and deafening sound that Iameh is not, boasting citizens with supernatural powers and the most sinister advancements in biotech. From their empty mineshafts and grotesque lifeforms in the quarry lake arises Burner: the Siacians’ fuel, their weaponry, and their only chance against the genetic mutations that plagued them for generations.

But like all things that come out of the ground, Burner is exploited. It is quickly monopolized, used as a drug, turned into a bargaining chip by the Assembly, a loose organization of businessmen and mutants claiming to be Siacia’s ruling government. Those on the streets of the Quarry and its four cardinal faces know very well: what the Assembly demands from them must be given, lest they face their wrath.

So the fissure spreads and opens wider between the two cities, between all people—only a matter of time before one finds themselves dangling off the edge.

VOLUME 1: FIGHT OR FLIGHT

pairing: doyoung x jaehyun dark comedy with a side of angst, gay shenanigans and way too many dirty jokes.

KIM DOYOUNG HAS SPENT THE LAST THREE YEARS surviving the Quarry streets alone: hunting bounties for the Coffee Cow (a ruthless contract killing agency despite their name), making poor decisions at drinking establishments, and searching for his missing brother.

It’s on one trip to the bar that he runs into Jay: a charming, well-mannered businessman from the East Lanes, with a dimpled smile and particular taste for aged whiskey. One occasion turns into two into multiple—the two seeing each other more frequently with slowly-changing intentions, until the truth comes out. Jay, Jung Jaehyun to his close colleagues, is one of the Assembly’s founding members. Which, unfortunately, means he might have something to do with Doyoung’s missing brother, and makes him one hell of an enticing target.

The resultant cat-and-mouse chase across the city is as frustrating as it is exhilarating. But in a shocking turn of events, it reveals a destructive force beyond the both of them, one that needs their immediate attention and collaboration—regardless of who they are to each other.

anticipated release: summer/fall 2024

VOLUME 2: VIOLET CRAZY

pairing: kim jungwoo x f!reader, johnny seo x reader angst wrapped in drama, tumultuous relationships, a slow but sure descent into madness.

In the aftermath of Johnny Seo’s return, the city of Siacia is not as it once was. Tensions with Iameh are on a steady incline, Assembly politics remain a treacherous game, all while a new strain of Burner spreads through the streets like wildfire. You and Kim Jungwoo are most apathetic to the recent chaos—the two of you like two sides of the same coin, both endlessly spiteful, now embroiled in a feud of your own. For as long as you could remember, your relationship with Jungwoo was one purely of grudge and petty revenge.

But when Johnny begins his reign of terror, perhaps the two of you are in no position to be idle bystanders. Tragedy strikes Jungwoo’s family, and he has a reluctant change of heart. On the other hand, you remain by Johnny’s side, simply watching his flames burn hotter and rise higher. Merely overnight, your long-standing rivalry with Jungwoo has turned into a struggle for the future of the undercity. The inevitable resurfacing of your past, your forgotten history with Jungwoo, and Johnny’s inexplicable grip on you—it won’t be long before it all reaches a boiling point in the crucible.

And certainly not long before you’re forced to face the repercussions.

anticipated release: summer 2025

VOLUME 3: RIDE OR DIE

pairing: mark lee x gn!reader from meet-cute to heated romance. ride or die. madly in love to the bittersweet end.

Breakfast tea with magazines and tabloids. Clay-stained aprons and paint-smeared jeans. Afternoon tea with so-and-so, then back to the kiln and canvases. Dinner party with your fellow curators, handling flawless plates and dainty dessert spoons and immaculate champagne glasses—rinse and repeat, again and again, the routine of an Iamehan artist and socialite.

Quickly growing tired of all the glitter and glamour of topside, you take a trip back to your roots: the north faces of Siacia, where you can shed all the silk and cashmere in exchange for the nightlife you grew up with. Dancing wildly to rediscover yourself and inspire your art, that’s when you find your muse: Mark Lee, a VIP at the Obelisk Nightclub, blue-haired and bright-eyed, immersed in the stories you tell him.

You could stay with him forever, seeking thrills and adventure until you reach the ends of the earth. And yet, there is still much more awaiting: the unpleasant and the unideal, and the thwarting of your course by the stars above.

anticipated release: TBD

VOLUME 4: WHEN THE SUN SETS

pairing: johnny seo x gn!reader psychological horror turned body horror. toxic romance and a tragic end. (!!) mature content, including manipulative, toxic relationships and darker themes some readers may find disturbing.

Johnny Seo is a reasonable man. A patient man, certainly, never reckless, never cruel. Johnny is loving, the perfect lover. Devoted, and devoted wholeheartedly to you.

In the days and months after the Assembly’s establishment, he keeps you with him at every turn of the road: arm around your waist, head in the crook of your neck, always whispering and promising you better days. A sovereign Siacia is coming, he says. She will be free from the clutches of your northern neighbours, free to do as she pleases. You believe him—until one night, when he comes home bloody and beat-up, furious and unrecognizable.

Johnny Seo is a meticulous man. A calculated mastermind, certainly, never reckless until he’s perfectly sure, never cruel unless he has to be. Johnny is cunning, the perfect trickster. Obsessive, and obsessed with keeping your memory alive. Obsessed with keeping you with him, an eternal part of him.

anticipated release: TBD

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bluuuu127 · 2 years

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{9:27 am}

"I am going to jump off a bridge " You said looking at your phone.

Marks head snapped towards you.

"what happened?" he said laughing lightly.

"oh you know just my boyfriend looking at another woman !" you exclaimed shoving your phone in his face.

Mark looked at the picture,it was of him looking at a fan at the fansign they had a mere couple hour ago.

"Babe what?"he laughed

"Nah what is this look at the way your looking at her " you pouted you weren't actually upset but the way he was looking at her made you want to rip your hair out and give out a silent scream.

"I look at you like that" "Do you Mark do you?"

"Yes i do I just think you don't realize . I look at you with more love " he said smiling at you looking at you.

"Plus you can stare at me for as long as you like unlike the thirty seconds she had with me" he spoke with a low voice pulling you in by the waist.

"I'm still jumping off a bridge"

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bunxxy · 1 year

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[10:48pm]

“Baby~” Doyoung cooes, slightly swaying back and forth in his seat. “I love yooou” He wraps his arms around you while forcing his entire body weight on you, almost making you fall out of your seat.

You giggle and pat his hand, “I love you too honey”. He whines, rubbing his head against your face, “Love me~”

Doyoung leans in for a kiss but you push away lightly. You both are at a restaurant with the other members so you would rather not have a heated make out session in front of them. You take a better look at his face and you can’t help but be in awe. His face is completely flushed from the amount of alcohol that he drank and there is a permanent pout on his lips. “Not right now”.

He looks absolutely adorable.

“Why~” he whines, slowly blinking at you. You giggle, engulfing him in your arms. He melts in your touch, rubbing his face against your shoulder. “I’m sorry baby” you coo with a slight smile.

“Mhhh~” he closes his eyes, holding you tightly.

“You definitely drank too much”. He shakes his head, “Mmhhh~ noooo I.. I didn’t”

You chuckle, rubbing his back “You definitely did”

“A.. little.. no~”

#someone should still do this #xxfics #nct 127 fanfic #nct127 x reader #nct 127 timestamps #doyoung x reader #doyoung fluff #nct127 fluff

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[01:52 a.m]

"huh?" the sudden blackout took you by surprise.

as you were now surrounded by pure blackness in your apartment, you froze in place, letting everything you were doing to be forgotten.

you wouldn't say you were someone who got easily frightened, but there was definitely one thing that scared you much more than anything else, and that was the dark.

maybe it was an irrational fear, but since the young age of five, you were incapable to think that you were actually alone in the dark and that terrified you.

the silence in the room was making you uncomfortable.

"doyoung...?" you managed to get the name of your roommate out of your shaking lips. "where are you?"

no response.

you felt like crying until a warm chest was pressed against your back with a couple of warm arms that found their way to your waist.

"i'm here" roommate!doyoung whispered carefully to your ear, afraid that if he talked too loud he would scare you. "don't be scared (y/n), i'm here for you"

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