Operation details: Mommy stuff, breeding, babytrapping, kissing, petplay sort of, it gets dark, dubcon sort of, corruption kink, yandere stuff, I think there’s more.
Note: I am doing it, I AM DOING IT. First Xlov fic, let’s go!
The sun shone, the birds sung and the summer air blew outside, but you were still in bed. A notification rang from your phone, a message from Rui, your first ever boyfriend. You smiled as you read it. Today would be the day you moved out of your house and into his.
When you got there, he welcomed you with open arms, hugging you and enjoying your presence. He led you inside to show you what was yours. You were happy, unpacking everything you brought, not noticing the smile he had on as he watched you.
As the days with him carried on, he did everything he could to make you happy. He heard how much fun you were losing from work. With all that he did to support you, he offered to help you ease off the load, secretly calling your work and quitting for you.
He was happy whenever you were, it never came to you what he did to make you have a nice life. Silently, and in secret, he worked hard, creating the perfect life for you and him. His dreams would come true no matter what, no one would stand in his way of him accomplishing them.
“Hi darling, how’s your day going?” You smiled up at him, He nearly melted at your cuteness. “It’s going great Rui, I love you so much, I can’t believe I have you.” He hugged you closer, enjoying your warmth. He was happy you liked being with him, even happier now that you stayed home with him.
Slowly, your life was changing, little by little, Rui was working, working to change you. You were sweet and precious to him, a delicate little flower that still had its petals intact. He liked outdoor trips to the park, watching you walk around in that sundress, smiling and laughing, when in reality, you were only in his backyard, letting him have the view of his life. Your sundress rising up with the wind, letting him catch a glimpse of fabric covering your cunt from his hungry eyes.
His reality was coming true, his work was all for something. He was on the phone that day, you heard him as he spoke. “What am I doing? Just here with my cute little puppy.” That’s when he first called you puppy, you were sitting on his lap, watching the television. He talked even more, praising you, calling you his puppy. His hand rubbed your stomach, calling you the name. You could feel your panties start to feel damp, a little bit, but you could feel it.
Rui was so nice to you, feeding you, dressing you, bathing you, making you pretty. You never minded all the attention he gave you. You were his sweet puppy, all dolled up in the prettiest shoes, hair done to his liking and your nails always the perfect color for him. His love for you always surrounding, hugging you and never letting go. Your love for him? Dripping down those pristine legs he always liked.
Lately, as Rui praised you more and more, your mind started getting fuzzy, head stuck on your boyfriend. You’d do anything if it meant hearing him love you, if it meant him whispering in your ear as you fell asleep how much you were his. Rui knew, his plan was piecing together. And when you went to sleep that night, he called himself mommy, and he knew he had you.
The next morning, you were reading a book for him, in his lap, with his head over your shoulders to read with you. When you finished, he praised you, kissing your ear and whispering, “Mommy thinks you did such a good job, puppy. You’re the sweetest puppy for me.” You could feel your head get light, your core start to drip. His hand that was on your stomach went lower, dipping down close to your wet heat. You whined when his hand stayed there. “You only need to say the word to Mommy, and I’ll give you everything, anything you’ve ever wanted.” You turned around in his lap, tears in your eyes, panties dripping wet, and mind all gone, nodding to his words, feeling his hands move all over you. “That’s my good little puppy, all mine.”
You were his now, all pretty and obedient just for him, and to finish his mission, he’d do the only last thing that would tie you to him completely. Here you were in his bed, moaning loudly as his fingers plunged in and out of you, spreading you open for him. Your body was filled with marks, wet with kisses, and your tears. He was inside of you now, his dick making you full, warm hole clenching down on him.
There were tears in your eyes, it felt very good, Rui was giving you everything you wanted, every single fiber of his love. “Doing so good for Mommy, my obedient puppy. Who’s my good little pet, who do you belong to?” You cried out his name, as his smile grew bigger, his personality turning darker. “That’s right, and Mommy’s gonna breed that puppycunt of yours so you never leave.” You were too far gone to care, egging him on, begging him to fill you up, feeling white hot flooding your insides.
The day after, there you were, in his lap on the bed, cockwarming him, waiting for his cum to fill you up. You had on the softest dog ears, a cute little tail plugging up your other hole, a pretty collar on your neck, with a matching leash in his hand, and the loveliest pair of panties on the floor. “You’re such a good little pet for Mommy, nothing but sweetest puppy aren’t you. You’ll never leave, you’ll be mine forever.” You whimpered as he smiled, clenching down on him. Safe to say that operation: mommy was a success!
Hello! Could you write something with ot4 xlov and a super affectionate 5th member reader please?? Sorry if this is not detailed enough 😓
— the (y/n) effect
xlov | male reader
warnings: none
It was a running joke among EVOLs that XLOV wasn’t a five-member group. It was four members and their golden retriever.
And his name was (y/n).
From the moment the group debuted in January 2025, it was obvious: while Rui dazzled with his elegance, Hyun stood tall and brooding, Wumuti exuded leader energy, and Haru bounced with maknae charm. (y/n)? (y/n) was love, personified.
And he showed it. Constantly.
During fan meetings, (y/n) had a habit of latching onto whichever member was closest. Sometimes it was Rui, who he’d drape himself across while whining about wanting boba. Sometimes it was Haru, whom he’d lift into a hug with zero hesitation (despite Haru shrieking every time, “Hyung! Not in front of fans!!”).
During livestreams, he’d wander from one side of the couch to the other, curling up next to Hyun and poking at his cheeks until the stoic main vocalist broke into a rare, soft smile. Other times, (y/n) would plant himself in Wumuti’s lap, totally unbothered, and start playing with the leader’s rings while talking to the fans like this was normal.
And the thing was.. it was.
Because from the start, (y/n) had been this way. Touchy, warm, and blunt in the most endearing ways.
“Hyung,” he once said during a V LIVE, glancing at Wumuti, “you need to stop looking at the camera like that. People are gonna fall in love.”
The chat exploded. Wumuti flushed and swatted at him, but couldn’t hide the smirk tugging at his lips.
At a fan sign, (y/n) had spent ten whole minutes gushing to a fan about Rui’s new choreography, going on and on while the fan giggled and Rui quietly tried to hide behind his pink hair.
“Look at him,” (y/n) said, gesturing like Rui was a piece of art. “Look. He’s insane. Do you even understand how flexible he is? I saw him warm up and I got jealous. Like. What the hell.”
Rui, red as a tomato, tried to shush him. “Stoppp, hyung!”
“But it’s true!” (y/n) grinned, reaching over to ruffle his hair. “Our Rui is the prettiest dancer.”
Public affection? Unfiltered compliments? (y/n) lived for them.
Haru, the baby of the group, was both thrilled and overwhelmed by it.
“He hugs me like ten times a day,” Haru once said during a behind-the-scenes video, holding up fingers to count. “Morning hug, post-practice hug, I’m-sad hug, you-did-well hug… He even kissed my cheek once when I won rock-paper-scissors.”
“Because you looked so cute,” (y/n) called from off-camera.
EVOLs lost their minds when the video aired.
But the most unexpected reactions came from Hyun. At first, fans assumed the tall, quiet member would keep his distance. But Hyun surprised everyone. He didn’t initiate, no, but when (y/n) came barreling into his arms after a live stage, Hyun always opened them. When (y/n) leaned on his shoulder during rehearsals, Hyun let him. And when (y/n) wordlessly intertwined their pinkies under the table during interviews?
Hyun squeezed back.
It wasn’t just love. It was trust.
Wumuti, on the other hand, handled (y/n)’s affection like a seasoned older brother, with playful annoyance and soft indulgence.
“(y/n)-yah,” he once groaned during a livestream, “if you hug me one more time I’m gonna charge you for back pain therapy.”
(y/n), curled up against his side, laughed and poked his ribs. “You love it.”
“…Maybe.”
But nothing topped the concert moments.
During the June comeback tour for “1&only,” fans screamed when (y/n) ran across the stage mid-performance and hugged Haru from behind, nuzzling into his neck and making the younger jump. During the final ment, when everyone was crying, (y/n) wiped Rui’s tears with his sleeve and kissed the top of his head. When Wumuti started thanking the fans in Chinese, (y/n) silently slipped his hand into his.
And Hyun? God. Hyun didn’t say much, as usual, but when (y/n) turned to him with glossy eyes and whispered, “We did it,” Hyun just… pulled him in. Tight. Protective.
The group knew. The fans knew.
(y/n) wasn’t just the fifth member of XLOV. He was the glue. The warmth. The living heartbeat between them.
Later, in a behind-the-scenes clip, the members were asked how they dealt with (y/n)’s constant affection.
Wumuti: “It’s exhausting.” [grinning] “But also… if he ever stops, I’ll be concerned.”
Rui: “It makes me flustered… but I like it. He says what we’re all thinking, you know?”
Haru: “I pretend I hate it. But honestly? I love being his favorite.”
Hyun: pauses for a long moment, then smiles faintly “He doesn’t know how much he helps us.”
And (y/n)?
When asked why he was so affectionate, he only shrugged.
“Because I love them,” he said, plain and simple. “Why hide it?”
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The studio smelled like sweat, determination, and the faintest hint of Rui’s signature cologne — sharp, citrusy, and vaguely dangerous in the way that made you feel simultaneously alert and flustered.
“Okay,” Rui said, voice calm but firm, “so for this next part, you need to hit a split. I’ll demonstrate first.”
He moved like liquid. His body flowed with the music, bending, stretching, arching, hitting the perfect split so casually it made your jaw ache just to watch.
You, on the other hand, were… not Rui.
Not even close.
You tried to copy the movement, and for a second, it looked promising — until your hamstrings protested violently, your legs wobbled like wet noodles, and a sound somewhere between a scream and a squeak escaped you.
Rui blinked, tilting his head, one perfectly arched brow raised. “You okay?”
“F-fine!” you gasped, teeth gritted. “Just… warming up!”
“Uh-huh.” He gave you the faintest smirk, the one that said he was amused, but also very much judging.
“Alright,” he said, stepping closer, “here, let me help you.”
Before you could protest, he crouched slightly, grasped your ankles with the gentlest strength, and began guiding you into the split. You screamed. Loudly. And inhumanly.
“Rui!” you shrieked. “I’m gonna—”
“You’re fine,” he said, serene as a statue, a hint of a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. “Just a little more… and… there!”
You wobbled precariously, barely managing to stay upright, legs quivering, sweat beading at your temples. Rui’s hands were steady, supporting you perfectly, though he leaned slightly close, like he was inspecting your form — and you were suddenly hyperaware of how close his chest was.
“You’re… trying to kill me,” you gasped.
“Not kill,” he said softly, playful. “Just… maximize potential.”
“Potential to die,” you muttered, glaring.
He laughed lightly, that soft Rui laugh that made the studio feel suddenly warmer. “Exactly. Pain is growth. And look at you — growth is happening.”
You groaned, collapsing onto your side. Rui crouched down beside you, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“C’mon, just one more try. I’ll spot you,” he said.
“I can’t,” you whispered.
“You can,” he said firmly, but gently. “You just need the right… encouragement.”
You blinked at him. “Encouragement?”
Rui leaned closer, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Yeah. You know… I’ll hold your legs steady, I’ll guide your back… and maybe I’ll give you a little pep talk too.”
“You mean torture,” you hissed.
“Depends on how you look at it,” he replied, smirking. “But I promise, I’ll make it fun.”
You groaned dramatically, letting him position you again. And as he held your legs, guiding you inch by inch into the split, you realized… okay, this was kind of intense, but also… kind of exhilarating. His hands were firm but careful, his focus entirely on you. And the way he glanced at you when you winced, half amused, half genuinely concerned… it made your chest flutter.
“Almost there…” he murmured.
You squeaked — very, very loudly — but his hands didn’t falter. And then, suddenly, you were in it. The split! Not perfect, not graceful, but functional.
“See?” Rui said, voice calm, tone triumphant. “You’re amazing.”
You blinked at him, panting. “I-I think I might die now.”
He chuckled softly, brushing a damp strand of hair from your face. “But you didn’t. You survived. And look how strong you are.”
You glared. “You are so enjoying this.”
“I am,” he admitted, eyes sparkling with that playful, teasing light. “But mostly because you did it. You’re incredible.”
And then — just for a heartbeat — he leaned slightly closer, his warm breath brushing against your ear. “Honestly… you make this so much more fun than doing it alone.”
You swallowed. “Fun?”
He smirked. “Yeah. Fun. And maybe… I like seeing you struggle a little.”
“Rui!” you squeaked.
He laughed softly, leaning back, hands still hovering protectively near yours. “Don’t lie. You like it too.”
You rolled your eyes, but your cheeks were burning. “Maybe. But I still hate you.”
“And I still love helping you,” he said, grinning. “So it balances out.”
You groaned, leaning back on the mat, trying to catch your breath. Rui stayed close, rubbing your back gently as the music played in the background, the chaos of stretching and screaming now fading into shared laughter.
And in that moment, sweaty, red-faced, aching from the split but smiling anyway, you realized: maybe working with Rui was exhausting. Maybe it was ridiculous. But it was also… exactly where you wanted to be.
[Note: I have used he/him for Wumuti but he goes by any pronouns so I've included the use of calling him 'Mommy' in this smut!]
Warnings: Smut, Dom!Wumuti, Sub!Wumuti (in next part), Sub!Reader Dom!Reader (in next part), you and Wumuti are switches, Jealousy, Degradation, Mommy kink (you call Muti Mommy), Rui being a little shit.
You had been spending the day with your lover, Wumuti after having argument after argument. It was Rui's idea to take a break and make up with each other. It was a great day, nothing big, You had got matching nails and went shopping, as usual, and he bought you a few things (totally spoiled you). At the dorm, you were failing but trying to cut up some fruit for the members when suddenly, Rui came into the kitchen, taking the strawberry from your grasp.
"Hey! I was using that!"
You scolded him, as he ate it with a smirk.
"It's sweet, like you, (Y/N)~"
He winked at you playfully. You heard Wumuti clear his throat; it's not the first time Rui had said stuff like that to you, and it wouldn't be the last. Rui was naturally a sweet, playful, flirtatious person, but Wumuti was also a naturally jealous partner. You just rolled your eyes at Rui, sticking your tongue out and going back to cutting the fruit.
"Go mess with someone else, Rui~ You know you're cute, go harass Haru or Hyun with that"
You told him, making Wumuti snarl.
"We're doing something else, Rui."
Wumuti said, coming to stand next to you. Rui sneered while Wumuti scoffed.
"Are you jealous because of what I said last night?"
Rui grinned.
"Of course not, Rui."
Wumuti sighed.
"What did he say?"
You asked.
"Nothing"
Wumuti replied quickly after you. Rui spoke up, a devilish smile on his face.
"I said I bet I could make you scream louder than Wumuti could, (Y/N)~"
You looked at Rui, shocked at what he had said, your face going beet red out of shock and embarrassment. He just laughed and Wumuti fumed.
"By that reaction, I'm guessing you agree, (Y/N)~?"
"What? RUI- !!"
You yelled at him. He chuckled.
"See? I can do it without even having to touch her, Muti~ Bye~ !"
Rui suddenly left, Wumuti sulking and silent. You put your hand on his shoulder gingerly.
"Muti?"
His head snapped up as his hand went around your throat gently but firmly in one swift move.
"He wants wants see who can make you scream the most? Fine. Kneel Down."
Wumuti let go of your neck, waiting for you to move. You instinctively kneeled in front of him, whining.
"Muti, are you okay?"
You asked with worry. He grabbed your chin with lustful eyes.
"Its Mommy now, got it?"
You nodded, a jolt of pleasure already reaching your core. Wumuti grabbed your hair tightly.
"Say it again, you trash."
"Y-Yes Mommy, I understand."
He let go of your hair gently.
"Good..now. Upstairs. Bedroom. Now."
He pushed you towards the bedroom. Wumuti would never act like this unless he had your consent, which, over multiple sessions, you've given him. He knew you liked his dominant side. Once you are both In the bedroom, with you settled on the bed, Wumuti sighs and inches closer, inspecting his nails and then putting his hands on his hips.
"Do you know what you did wrong?"
He spoke sternly but softly. You shook your head, whining. You really wanted your Muti to touch you already.
"You're entertaining Rui. He's no good. You. Are mine. Without me, you're nothing, understand?"
He says sternly, walking over to the bed and climbing so he was on top of you.
"You okay, baby? This alright? Tell me if I'm doing anything you don't like...and I'll stop."
Wumuti smiled gently, brushing hair out of your face softly. He knew your boundaries. And tonight, you didn't care about them. You wanted Wumuti to fucking own you.
"Mommy please....I'm okay. More than okay, just...please, Muti..."
"Well, since my baby is being so good fot Mommy...I guess I'll entertain you."
He starts licking you slowly after removing your skirt and panties, his tongue flat against your pussy lips. You gasp and squirm, your body shaking with pleasure. Wumuti sucks on your clit gently, making you see stars. He slides one finger inside you, then two, fucking you with them slowly. He removes a finger, his manicured nails scraping along your thigh posessively.
"Fucking slut. You're mine, got it? Not Rui's."
You nodded, gasping. His red hair falls In front of his face as he kissed you desperately, gripping onto your waist. Wumuti was so fucking pretty...so damn perfect. You stared up at him lovingly as he continued to finger fuck you.
"Muti..."
You say softly, cupping his face. It catches him off guard and he blushes intensely. You spoke again.
"So pretty..."
He blushes, his submissive side coming out instantly as you take off his shirt, your own matching nails scraping up his abdomen and chest, claiming him. You smirked victoriously, and in that moment, as Wumuti stared at you lovingly, pleasuring you, you came.
"Muti!"
You gripped his red hair firmly, and he moaned at the sensation. You soon come down from your intense orgasm, and smirk at Wumuti.
"My turn~"
He was flipped over, underneath you in an instant, his shirt discarded.
"Fuck, (Y/N)..."
He whimpered submissively.
"Jealous brat. Let's see how you endure my punishment for being such a pain, hm?"
Meanwhile, outside the door, Rui smirked, his plan falling into place.
"So...you finally decide to have at it after three days of arguing with each other...guess my plan worked"
...end of part one.
[WHEW wtf is going on second fic and I write a dom!idol? Bruh. But tbf, is is about mother Wumuti and he can dom the shit out of me fr. Stay tuned for part 2!! :)]
if you do end up writing for xlov…would you do wumuti x reader??? >_< since xlov is so new there is no fanfic for them and I’m so obsessed with him (also he’s honestly so mother, so how would you feel about a mommy/noona kink with him???)
i know who this is.... this asks been in the inbox since i first mentioned xlov, i couldnt think of a whole plot so heres a lil smth for ya 👉👈
Wumuti’s on his back, thighs spread and shaking, chest flushed and slick with sweat. His hands grip the sheets like he’s holding on for dear life, jaw slack with every thrust that rocks him deeper into the mattress.
You’re hovering over him, hips slamming into his tight, perfect hole, watching the way his face twists every time you bottom out.
“God, noona,” you pant, voice strained, “you’re fucking perfect.”
Wumuti’s breath catches—he flinches, moans, but doesn’t stop you. His lips twitch like he wants to argue, like he wants to say don’t call me that again—but his hole clenches around your cock every time you say it, and you both know what that means.
“Noona takes it so well,” you growl, fingers digging into his hips as you pound into him harder. “So fucking deep. You’re made for this, aren’t you?”
He gasps, cheeks burning, trying to hide his face behind his arm—but you’re not having it. You grab his jaw and force him to look at you, eyes blown wide and wet.
“Say it,” you order. “Tell me what you are.”
He swallows hard, breath stuttering. “I’m—fuck—I’m your noona,” he chokes out, eyes fluttering as he trembles beneath you.
You groan, cock twitching inside him. That’s all it takes to unravel you.
You slam into him with a broken moan, spilling deep inside, grinding to stay buried as your orgasm hits hard and fast. Wumuti’s body jolts beneath you, whimpering with every pulse you shoot into him, hole spasming as if he needs it—wants all of it.
You don’t pull out. You don’t even move. You just collapse against his chest, breath hot against his throat.
“Fuck,” you whisper, kissing his neck, still twitching inside him. “Noona’s the best.”
Wumuti groans—equal parts shame and arousal—but his legs wrap around your waist anyway, keeping you there, like he never wants you to leave.
Pairing: Xlov x gn!reader (friend!reader for Haru)
Warning(s): tooth-rotting fluff, food mentions
'•°. Wumuti
He spoils you by just being down bad honestly
He would smother you in affection, whether it be kisses, cuddles or simply holding your hand. You'll never feel unloved around him and that's exactly his plan
He gives you partner privileges too. You want to borrow his charger? Done. Want to play music on his phone? The app is already open
Being his partner means what's his is yours and you barely even have to ask, he'd give it to you in a heartbeat
'•°. Rui
For some reason I see him being more subtle
I feel like one way he'd love to spoil you would be to wash your hair for you. He'd even hum whilst he's doing it which would send you half to sleep lmao
Pretends not to notice you stealing bites of his food.. but wait.. how does he keep putting more food on his plate (it's totally not because this is his way of taking care of you)
Lets you get away with poking him and clowning him. Rolls his eyes at you but you can see the beginning of a smile
'•°. Hyun
I don't know them that well yet so I could be reading him wrong but I get fashionista vibes from him??
Comes home with several bags full of clothes and accessories he knows you'd like. Nails it every time tbh
Spends time with you putting outfits together and makes you perform a mini fashion show just for him. Looks at you with heart eyes the whole time
Straight after, he takes your hand and takes you on the cutest chill date ever
'•°. Haru
Spoils you with little gifts!
He'll practically be vibrating from excitement and you'll know he's got you something again
Whether it's your favourite snack that you can only find abroad or cute little nick-nacks that might seem unimportant to someone else
He just wants to show you how much he appreciates your friendship and how much it means to him having you by his side :((
