Idk What I Have And Havent Read So Ill Be Reading It All Bye

Idk what I have and haven’t read so I’ll be reading it all bye 👋🏾

Daddy (&dom) Masterlist

NSFW 18+

This masterlist includes fics w/ explicit mention of ‘daddy’ kinks, as well as general male!dom fics from the larger catalogue.  

BTS

House of Cards (4798 words.) ⭐️Yoongi, Jimin, Namjoon x Reader fic (with bonus Hobi!); what happens when poly!Daddy Namjoon invites his two closest friends round to play with you (long, explicit, and with triple pen & showersex) 

House of Cards 2: Daddies Need Love Too (1889 words.) Namjoon x Hoseok x Reader continuation of HOC series; what happens when Namjoon starts to doubt his past decisions. 

Come for Daddy (751 words.)  ⭐️ Sexting w/ a teasing Papa!Joon

Simply The Best (173 words.) Come get fucked on Papa!Joon’s lap.

Soft Daddy Joon’s Post Party Come Down (839 words.) ⭐️ You get shared between Fuckboy!Hoseok & Soft!Daddy Namjoon.  

Only You (635 words.) ⭐️ Hot Soft Daddy!Hoseok sex. 

In Your Dreams (1575 words.) ⭐️ When Hoseok catches you moaning in your sleep he takes matters into his own hands. 

No Excuses (159 words.) Hoseok comes home from shopping to find you pleasuring yourself.  

My Bad (345 words.) There seems to have been a communication error between you and Hobi (soft!Daddyseok)   

Yoongi Can’t Wait (492 words.) Poly!Sope fic, Hoseok holds you back as Yoongi eats you out.

Numerical Threesome (494 words.) Sequel to ‘Yoongi Can’t Wait’, contains 69′ing & anal. 

Daddy Jungkook? (436 words.) Jungkook wants to prove a point…and the belt around your neck is just the first step. 

Degraded & Defiant (233 words.) Dark fic about being sub to Namjoon & Deadly!Yoongi. 

EXO

Chanyeol Headcanon: Baby Talk (684 words.) My headcanon for how dirty baby talk would go down with PCY. 

Daddy Chanyeol (1435 words.) ⭐️ Choking, degradation, anal, oral, dp, spitting, daddy/baby and a hell of a size kink make this fic decidedly NSFW.

All Yours (197 words.) Up against the wall w/ Chanyeol.

ChanKai (731 words.) Chanyeol doms the reader & Jongin (in lace!)

Fine, I’ll Carry You (546 words.) Daddy Minseok, need I say more?

Xiuhan (752 words.) Have some R&R with your favourite Polycouple Xiumin & Luhan; where you’ve been a needy sub and Luhan wants you to get in trouble.  

DomSoo (76 words.) Kyungsoo isn’t in the mood to be played with.

Soft Daddy Junmyeon: Keeping Quiet (191 words.) ⭐️ SDJ tries his best to keep you quiet while you fuck at an office event. 

Soft Daddy Junmyeon: No Sweet Talk (92 words.) SDJ doesn’t like mixing praise with punishment. 

Soft Daddy Junmyeon: Excessive Aftercare (383 words.) SDJ carries you to the bath after sex, then gives you a treat for being so good. 

Yes Boss! ( 396 words.) Boss Baekhyun teaches you a thing or two on his desk.

NCT 127

One Slick Thrust (222 words.) ⭐️ Johnny needs you to be quiet whilst he fucks you on the kitchen countertop.

Doyoung the Baby Dom (513 words.) Doyoung tries out domming you and turns out, he’s a natural. 

I told you! (1,103 words.) Taeyong/Johnny Seo threesome w/ face sitting. 

Ride Me First (465 words.) Dom!Yuta wants you to come on his thigh first.

Featherlight (148 words.) SoftDom!Taeil isn’t going easy on you. 

Personal favourites are marked with a ⭐️*This list will be updated as and when new fics are added! I’ve currently written 15, 955 words of Daddy/dom fics(!!!) 

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we really got 1 minute and 25 seconds of JK holding Tae and them being all cuddly and cute....I’m just...aklklljkljlkljllk ♡ ♡ ♡

Cr: (twt): kyokoko

I’m in love with this gif set 🥺🥰

death by hoseok

uh, o-op, I have... a question... a few questions

Just failed No Poop November

nobody touch me 😔

One Last Time (m)

↳ alternatively called Will You Love Me Tomorrow?

PAIRING: Jeon Jungkook × Reader

GENRE: angst, smut

SUMMARY: With teary Jeon Jungkook and memories crashing, leaving had never been harder.

WARNING: oral sex (m/f), penetration, overstimulation. this entire fic was for angsty smut.

WORD COUNT: 5.6k words.

NOTE: this is for all of my 666 precious humans that follow me, haha. something just for you. i love you!

403-D.

You stare at the door as long as you knew. You are stark mad. You are absolutely crazy, but love makes people do crazy things. You are confused, lost and heartbroken.

You insert the duplicate key you had into the keyhole and opened the door to the abode you called home, not because it were four walls that provided you shelter but because Jeon Jungkook lived there.

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chasing butterflies | jjk

you never meant to be a jock in school. the volleyball team had just needed people and you were there and then you had a knack for it. you just happened to be good at it and went with it. similar to how you saw jeon jungkook in your friend’s orientation group and thought he was absolutely radiant and just went with it. for two years. you’ve spent the entire time pining from afar, mostly because you always seem to make a fool of yourself when he’s around, but also because jungkook is part of that exclusive crowd, the ones that you never can seem to penetrate: the weebs. that is, until your friends get sick of your hopeless pining and decide to do something about it.

pairing | jeon jungkook x reader

genre/warnings | fluff, college au, coffee shop au, pining, somewhat idiots to lovers, jock!reader, nerd/weeb/otaku!kook, swimmer!kook, jock!jimin, kook smiles a lot, reader is a dumbass, jungkook is a dumbass, everyone’s a dumbass tbh, love confessions, profanity, like a lot of profanity, smut: oral (f receiving), face riding, grinding, hickies, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy before things get silly kids!), creampie, soft!kook except when horny, this is somewhat crack-y, there’s also a very fair amount of secondhand embarrassment in this just fair warning i cringed a lot while writing it

word count | 12.8k | cross posted to ao3

a/n | i busted literally all of this in one day because i couldn’t sleep and had the idea for a coffeeshop au with pining nerd/jock, but i didn’t want to do the trope of pining nerd and i also kept seeing @strawbxxymilk‘s tags saying she was going to fight jungkook, so you can partially blame her for his (love u reni xx) i’m honestly REALLY in love with this fic, it was so much fun to write and even edit, like i honestly have never been happier with how a fic turned out.

If asked, you don’t think you’d be able to point to one exact moment that led to this. You aren’t sure why anything about your college life has been the way it is. You went through almost all middle school and part of high school intending on coasting through under the radar. You didn’t have many friends and you didn’t mind that, citing quality over quantity, and you definitely expected that to continue into your extended school career.

Somehow, though, you ended up on the volleyball team - the captain had seen you playing in a gym class and recruited you. She was adamant that with practice and training, you’d be great, and also they needed at least one more person if they were going to have any chance at competing that year. So you agreed, started practicing, got good, and…kept doing it. You were a talented player, and you made several close friends through the game, ones that had lasted you until even now.

You only got better and better, too, earning you more than one offer from various universities. It was exciting when you finally chose one, and even more exciting that your friend group almost tripled overnight. University teams were large, you discovered, and while that meant more competition, it also meant more friends. More friends that had more connections to people on other teams, in other sports, who were also fun and extroverted and threw really good parties. 

You like to think you’re still that little nobody from middle school. You enjoy your readings and your coursework, and a lot of nights you choose to stay behind in your shared apartment instead of going out. As much as you like to think that, though, you can’t help but face the truth every time you look in the mirror after practice or a game or a workout.

You’re a jock.

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