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uofcosmos · 1 month

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mark bf hcs

sfw

- type to say "babe this one's for you" and miss

- says dude but romantically

- thinks you're his best friend, his gf, his bbg, his everything

- makes you pinky promise him and takes that shit to heart

- thinks you're the funniest person alive

- is always touching you in some form, especially in front of other people

- the type to embarrass you in public and think it's really funny

- sends you every tiktok he sees that he thinks you would even vaguely like

- main form of physical affection: his arm around your shoulder with his arm hanging off of your shoulder and he expects you to hold his hand

- extremely clingy when he's drunk (canonically a lightweight) and if he's out without you he's texting you the entire night

- if you leave the room to get something rq, he just stares at the door until you come back

- biggest yes-man in the world

- if you asked for his opinion on choosing between outfits he would be so stressed cause "babe you look too good in both of them :/"

- if you showed him your eyelash curler and fake lashes he would physically flinch and be so so concerned

- asks you to use them on him so he can experience "the same pain"

- matching social media pfps

- you would catch him thanking god that you're his girl

- likes writing music with you in his lap (says he needs his muse with him all the time)

- starts fantasizing about a future with you on the second date

- go to cuddling: he's on his back and you're on your side using his arm as a pillow

- but he moves around too much in his sleep so you never wake up like that

- HES the rapper gf

- spontaneously starts beatboxing and rapping about how hot you are and sometimes goes “dude wait… this one’s kinda good i need to write this one down”

- backhugs all the time and cages his arms around you esp when you’re talking to someone else so that he can get your attention

- paints your nails for you with the utmost concentration (his tongues sticking out and everything) but it’s still messy asf

- gets flustered when you make sex jokes

nsfw under the cut !! mdni

- also backhugs and starts kissing your neck when he’s horny (it’s his signature move)

- has a sex playlist that consists of solely the weeknd and chase atlantic and plays it religiously when you're fucking

- pleasure dom - gets off on how well you're getting off

- esp the first few times he'd be super stressed about how good he is at giving you head

- when you try to give head the first time he panics and keeps saying you don't have to and asking if you're sure

- finishes in 25 seconds cause he says you just feel too good

- tries to dirty talk once but he starts mumbling it and gives up (never does it again)

- he has such a tiny waist, he's super into it when you grab his waist or back when he's on top of you

- loves it when you put his arms around his neck

- he's really into putting you in odd positions, loves it when your legs are around his waist/shoulders

- mating press

- whiner over groaner

- really into riding, especially when he doesn't have to do too much of the work (he's a busy guy)

- if you came out of the shower and dropped your towel in front of him to walk to the bedroom he's tripping over himself to follow you

- very obvious afterglow, everyone can tell when he's just fucked

- makes really distinct faces when he's fucking

- would try to convince you to let him record your moans to use in the back of his songs (he's half-joking)

- trails kisses down you and is super into eye contact when he does it too

- always needs to see your face when you're fucking

- starts begging way too early when you even think about edging him

- loves when there’s visible scratches on his back so that it’s just a little secret between the two of you

- every time he tries to edge you and you start whining or getting a little upset he gives in super easily cause he just loves you too much

- carries you to the shower to clean the both of you off but he never tries anything in there, it's only about you

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i4oba · 29 days

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nct dream as… / fanfiction aus 𓈒✳︎🏡

[take the quiz here to see which one you get!]

✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au

life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.

✰ JENO — coffee shop!au

it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au

when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.

✰ CHENLE — blind date!au

you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.

✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au

you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?

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tddyhyck · 1 month

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perv!mark who… [ l.mh ]

pairing ⇢ perv!mark x afab!reader

warnings ⇢ panty stealing, masturbation, food play, spit, tiddy obsessed mark

masterlist

perv!mark who steals panties every time he’s over or takes them off of you he has a growing collection in his car and his room

perv!mark who can’t get enough of your chest his lips constantly finding your nipples licking and sucking

perv!mark who sends you videos of him getting off moaning your name while he shakily films himself in front of the mirror groaning as he coats his reflection in cum

perv!mark who likes to drag cold popsicles over your skin creating goosebumps that he chases with his tongue

perv!mark who loves when you play with his hair but pulls your hands away before he can get hard

perv!mark who records your whines and whimpers and moans and then puts them in a song and he can’t help but touch himself while he’s working on it

perv!mark who blushes when anyone talks about sex but his brain is full of the dirtiest fantasies

perv!mark who accidentally calls you mommy

perv!mark who lays beneath you with your ass is in his face he has his laptop sitting on your back while you play on your phone and he secretly opens his albums flipping through your pictures and videos getting hard beneath you he toys with your cheeks pulling them apart to stare at your cunt up close dragging his fingers from your clit to your rim

perv!mark who would pay you to mail him your panties if you were going to be away from each other for a long time

perv!mark who “accidentally” catches you touching yourself but of course he doesn’t announce himself just watches in the shadows

perv!mark who leaves his shirt on you while he sucks on your nipples getting the white fabric sticky and wet

perv!mark who asks you to spit in his mouth

#mark hard hours #mark lee smut #mark x reader #mark x y/n #mark lee headcanons #mark headcanon #nct dream smut #nct 127 headcanons #nct 127 smut #nct dream headcanons

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keurimi · 22 days

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of hexes & love potions – nct dream hogwarts!au

synopsis: you are the brightest witch of your generation, yet you accidentally got hexed by an average hufflepuff student who was just reviewing for his charms finals. he’s been head over heels for you since. or maybe it was just fear. who knows.

characters: slytherin!reader (fem) x hufflepuff!mark lee

other characters: ravenclaw!renjun, gryffindor!jeno and chenle, slytherin!haechan and jaemin, & hufflepuff!jisung

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“rictusempra!” mark whispered, waving his wand mindlessly as he chewed on his bread, re-reading his charms notes.

his attention was averted to the sudden piercing scream, no, it was a laugh – from the slytherin table.

his wavering gaze fell on your wriggling figure on top of the table, you were laughing, crying, screaming uncontrollably. he froze when your eyes met his. oh, fuck, was all he could think about.

“mark lee – HAHAHAHA – you frigging – HAHAHAHA bastard! HAHAHAHA!”

chenle gripped mark’s shoulder and watched as haechan, with jaemin trudging along, struggled to carry you out of the great hall. “dude, you’re fucked.”

masterlist:

prologue > 1st year > 2nd year > more to come!

a/n: i got into med school, & i re-watched harry potter as a treat for myself. i can’t help but imagine the dreamies as hogwarts students – they’d probably wreak havoc, especially haechan idk. anyway, it’s been almost a year since i last posted! so here’s a treat for everyone :)

drop by my asks if u wanna be part of my taglist for this series! updates will be done on friday every week, 11:30pm, philippine standard time!

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luvyeni · 1 year

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hiii! i’m glad you are back and doing well! i was just checking tumblr and saw you were back! i need some perv!nct dream in my life rn since im going to see them live in atlanta

-🍓

i hope you have fun <3 since you're gonna go see them , i made this especially for you

perv!mark who first spots you in the crowd , you're looking up at him with those pretty eyes , that makes him want to ruin you without even knowing your name.

perv!renjun who wonders what mark is looking at , spots you next , the little mini skirt , that you wore just to get his attention, he can't help but want to take you back stage and fuck you in it.

perv!haechan who spots your headband, it has his name on it , that alone makes his cock jump , clearly you're a fan of him , he see's the way his members are looking at you , but he can't help but think you'd scream his name the loudest while he's fucking you.

perv!jeno who's eyes travel down to your boobs and the way they sit up , or bounce when you're jumping up and down to the music , cock growing hard in his pants.

perv!jaemin who looks directly at you you, his eyes low , as he slides his hand down his chest down to his cock , your flushed face making him smirk.

perv!chenle who can only think about your lips wrapping around his cock until he cums down your throat , while he watched you sing to his parts.

perv!jisung who only think about how you would look when he's fucking you because of how sweaty you look from the heat of the venue, how you looks after he's done covering you in his cum.

perv!OT7 who all see the you in the crowd , and invite you backstage , telling the staff to leave for a while , while they take turns defiling your body. "pretty girl , maybe we should take you with us , use you as our personal cumrag."

©️LUVYENI

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yongislong · 1 year

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red light therapy.

genre: mark x gn reader!, fluff, suggestive towards the end, just cute bf markie

note: my first mark fic YUUP ty anon! prett short tbh but i loved writing this, listen to wish you'd ask me by matt maltese when reading! it sets da mood hehe, use of the word princess for a joke but its pretty much gn. not proofread

it'd been a night hanging out with a group of friends at a nearby pub and you and mark were both beat as the two of you stumbled your way towards his navy jeep. none of you had drunk, to be honest jisung had had enough beers for the entire group combined, yet there was something in the air that swayed you both alongside the empty cobble stone street.

mark exhales, fog releasing from his lips from the chilly weather. his arm is thrown over you as you intertwine your hand with his that hung from your right shoulder. you can't help but look up at him, lips pursed as he searched the street for where he last parked his car.

he is so, so pretty. its not fair really. you tell him all the time how much it scares you how pretty he can be while doing nothing. even when he wakes up or is sick. he always laughs it off as says you're the pretty one in this relationship, going on and on about how lucky he is. it always leads to him listing things he loves about you. he always praises you and genuinely looks up to you. always.

he catches you looking at him and you turn away just as quick. he smirks and uses the hand you hold against your shoulders to stick his pointer finger out and poke your right cheek.

"cute," he mumbles.

your cheeks are not just red from the wind anymore.

finally reaching his car, he runs over to open the door for you before you can even reach for the handle. he helps you into the car while he tries to stifle giggles and keep his very serious prince-like act up. you pinch his cheek as a thank you before he closes the door and jogs over to his side. he was clad in vintage cahartt, minus his pink high top converse.

he has a funny look in his eye as he opens up his music app, shuffling his "passenger princess" playlist, again stifling another laugh as you shoot a questioning look towards the drivers seat.

both of your guys' cheeks are still flushed and cold to the touch as he blasts the heater and pulls out of the parking lot to start the journey back to you dorm building.

he hated dropping you off after hanging out. yeah you would stay over his place sometimes but johnny and yuta never really gave you much privacy...

to compensate for this he'd learned the longest route to your place. trying to milk as much time as he could with you while he had you, that is until you moved in together.

he kept a steady hand on your thigh as he drove through the backwoods of your small town. rubbing circles with his thumb to the rhythm of the songs that came on shuffle.

you felt the car slow and eventually come to a stop, never really averting your eyes from the view the late night sky provided outside your window. until you felt a firm squeeze on the flesh of your thigh mark had been gripping.

turning over to him, he's already looking at you. bright-eyed, face clearly swimming with thoughts.

time froze.

one of his hands left the wheel to cup the side of your face. you lean into his touch like a cat and he coos, sucking in a break as you open your eyes back up to look at him through your lashes. he lets his gaze lazily flicker over your features, landing on your lips. the red light caught your face so, so well. it drove him crazy, it was so easy to see.

"god..." he whispers, he didn't even really mean to.

you cutely scrunching up your nose was the only indication he needed to lean in and land his lips on yours.

he sucks on your bottom lip and you let out a whimper. he feels you melt into his palm and he doesn't think he would rather be anywhere else in the world but here right now.

nipping and sucking at your lips, he savors this moment, until the light reflecting off the side of your face changes to green. he moans lowly when he feels you pull on his wrist.

slightly letting his teeth catch your bottom lip as he seperates, he feels as though he's committing a sin when he pulls away and sees you dumbly chasing his lips with your eyes still closed, a pout taking over your pink and bruised lips when you flutter your eyes open and see his adoring expression.

he continues rubbing his thumb over the expanse of your cheekbone as you keep your hand wrapped around his wrist.

he quickly pecks your lips once, then twice, and another two times for good measure. he feels teeth clashing more every kiss as both of your smiles widen.

jolting, a light honk pulls you of your daydream. breaking out into blushing giggles, he scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, pressing the gas to resume the route. snaking his hand back to rest on your inner thigh, you cant help but hide your face in your palms as you continue to laugh loudly.

he remembered this even after dropping you off. sitting in the driveway smiling like an idiot. he vows to do this again.

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imninahchan · 4 months

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nina, headcanon de como o mark seria em um almoço com sua família sendo seu primeiro namorado 🤭

(esses dias eu tava pensando enquanto estava em reuniões familiares o quanto melhor seria se o mark estivesse comigo 😭)

⠀⠀ ⌜⠀ ⠀ MARK + almoço de familia 𓂃 ഒ ָ࣪

Ele vai real te mandar mensagem um montão de vezes perguntando se não seria melhor ele usar uma roupa mais social no dia, e você vai ter que lembrá-lo constantemente de que é um churrasco, e não um jantar com a família real;

MARK fica tão nervoso que as palmas da mão suam frio, mal consegue segurar nas suas sem te incomodar. A tremedeira bate, a voz falha como se ainda estivesse na puberdade. “Ai, será que eles vão gostar de mim? E se... Mas e se...”, se afogando nas próprias fics catastróficas que cria;

Chega na sua casa e faz a linha boa menino, gentleman, porque sabe que é seu primeiro namorado. Vai tentar se aproximar do seu pai primeiro, perto da churrasqueira. A fumaça até nubla os pulmões, nem respira direito, mas tá ali, concentrado em manter um assunto aleatório desde o clima até quem ganhou o jogo de quarta passada;

Faz aquela de querer “pedir a sua mão”, e se atrapalha todo quando seu pai pergunta quais são as intenções com a filhinha dele;

Depois, é hora de se aproximar da sua mãe. Senta na mesa, ajuda no que ela está fazendo. Quer ser prestativo, e não só ficar comendo também. Se enturma mais fácil, as vizinhas fofoqueiras praticamente o adotam. Sai de lá com cinquenta fofocas absurdas pra te contar sobre seus primos distantes;

Até o final do churras MARK já está soltinho. Jogando futebol com as crianças, bebendo o segundo copinho de cerveja, sem camisa, boné pra trás e virando a carna na grelha.

#imninahchan #headcanon #headcannon #nct 127 headcanons #nct dream headcanons #mark lee #mark lee headcanons

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markflrt · 1 year

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i'm sleeping in the couch tonight | l.mk

pairing: lee mark × fem. reader

warnings: none(?

genre: fluff, crack (TikTok prank)

ara's note: I wanted to do a ot7 NCT dream reaction but I don't have enough imagination lmao, also I wanna clarify that English is not my first language and there's probably some grammar mistakes, sorry ;-;

mark arrived early today and after having dinner together, you were cuddling in the couch watching a silly romantic movie, when you suddenly remembered the prank you saw at TikTok today earlier. you weren't really sure how will he react, but nevertheless you wanted to try.

"mark" you said, that was the first part of the prank because you never call him by his name, he looked at you a little confused "what's up baby?" he says smiling, he already had sleepy eyes and looked so cute making you felt sorry for him "I think it's time to go to bed" you say kissing his cheek "but the movie didn't end yet" "I know but I feel sleepy already, don't you?" before he could say something he yawned making you smile "see? go to bed" he get up and make his way to the bathroom, and you started to prepare the couch for the prank.

when he came back he looked at you confused "are we having a sleepover at the couch or something?" you look at him "no, I'm sleeping here tonight. you can go to the bed" he rises his eyebrows surprised "wait. what?" he tries to grab your arm but you don't let him "what's wrong baby? we were ok just a few minutes ago. did I do something?" you laugh a bit finding him too cute to keep a serious face "no mark, i just wanna sleep here tonight"

he doesn't seem convinced with your answer "is it because I didn't let you hug me last night? I'm sorry baby i just felt so hot but we turn the ac tonight and you can hug me if-" "no is not because of that" "then tell me what is it" you lay down sending him a flying kiss "is nothing mark, good night"

"no baby…" he kneel down next to you and caresses your hair "tell me why are you acting like this" his voice became so soft and sad that you can't continue with the prank anymore

you get up and hug him "I'm so sorry baby is just a joke" you start to kiss his face and he looks even more confused now "what?" "I saw a TikTok prank and I wanted to see your reaction, I'm sorry" he hugs you back "that's not funny y/n, i thought something happened, but I'm glad that it was just a joke" you pout after hearing him calling you by your name and he laughs a bit. you kiss his lips slowly "don't call me y/n. call me baby" "well don't ever do that anymore please" he says. you can't help but laugh at how relieved he looks "now let's go to the bed I'm very tired" you nod and he picks you up in his arms carrying you into the room "this is the only place where you should be sleeping. with me"

#idk what is this but anyways here's this boring thing i hope you like it :)#mark lee reactions #nct mark #mark lee imagines #mark lee headcanons #mark lee fluff #nct mark lee #nct dream imagines #nct 127 imagines #nct imagines #nct u imagines #superm imagines #nct dream headcanons #nct 127 headcanons #nct dream reactions #nct 127 reactions

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nizhspo · 2 years

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genre: nct headcanons, fluff

pairing: nct dream x gn!reader

warnings: none.

summary: nct dream as small things they do, or enjoy doing with you.

mark lee ➝ sharing clothes with you. so many people have said this, and it’s true! he just loves seeing you in his clothes, whether it’s a hoodie or old basketball shorts (thinks it’s absolutely adorable if they’re too big on you).

renjun huang ➝ remembers things. he remembers the little things about you, from that face you make when you’re cold to your body language when it all gets too much. he knows you better than you know yourself.

jeno lee ➝ tickling. he loves to see you laugh (even if it is involuntary), and cherishes hearing it, too! knows wherever you’re ticklish, and honestly just adores how it catches you off guard, or the laugh that comes with it.

donghyuck lee ➝ napping. while it’s a mundane task, he could honestly watch you sleep for hours. he enjoys teasing you, and cuddling— but when you’re asleep, he thinks you look adorable, and he’s a firm believer that sleeping is one of the most intimate things a couple can do together!

jaemin na ➝ playing with your hair. enjoys running his fingers through it, braiding it, heck— he even loves washing it if you’ll let him. just enjoys the closeness that comes with it, and if you have a different hair texture would watch tutorials on how to play, in and do your hair more comfortably.

chenle zhong ➝ learning new things with you. with chenle, he enjoys doing new things with you— and learning is one of them! whether it be discovering useless facts about the ocean, or taking a pottery class. especially enjoys the part where you guys can quiz people around you on your newfound knowledge.

jisung park ➝ lazy days. specifically enjoys the days where you guys can sit on the couch and he can just lay on you in a blob until your leg goes numb. not one for speaking much, but just enjoys the closeness that comes with being content and comfortable in your own space.

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anqeluv · 1 year

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need mark to bully me so bad rn :((

content warnings : degradation, humiliation kink, crying kink, mark being a meanie

you’re just such a clumsy, dumb lil baby :( how is mark supposed to resist making fun of you when you’re always tripping and falling in the funniest way possible, when you make the cutest facial expressions whenever you’re embarrassed?? he’s simply not that strong.

and when he bullies his cock into you, degrading you softly as he feels himself get impossibly harder with every adorable little tear that falls down your cheeks.

“are you crying? have you been craving cock that badly, silly girl? you could have just told me, you know. everyone already knows what a little slut you are.”

#nct smut #mark lee smut #nct x reader #mark lee x reader #mark lee headcanons #nct headcanons #nct hard hours #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut

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jenosreputation · 5 days

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mark lee bf

headcannons

parings: bf!mark lee x f!reader

warnings: none

tags: fluff

u two are inseparable

two peas in a pod im telling u

BEST FRIENDS!!!

calls u: “dude” & “bro” romantically

tell him he looks good in a certain piece of clothing best believe he’ll start wearing it almost daily 😭

he thinks u look so adorable in his clothes

loves taking pictures of u

plays u his songs before anyone else bc he values ur opinion

CUDDLES WITH HIM <3<3<3

such a good kisser

never wants to stop kissing u

laughs till both of ur stomachs hurt

ARCADE DATES!!!!!

teaches u how to rap and laughs when u cant LOLLLL

seriously so sweet

would honestly do anything for u

watching movies on the couch under a big fluffy blanket 🙁🙁🙁

#Spotify #mark lee fluff #mark lee x reader #mark lee headcanons #nct x reader

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i4oba · 1 month

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nct dream as… / times of a day 𓈒✳︎🚃

[— might be a little suggestive here and there!]

✰ 6:45 am .. jaemin

helios, through the half lidded eyes of yours was there to greet both of you at the same time—you could feel its hands coming near your bare body, the rays of the sun hugging your shape perfectly, casting such beautiful silhouettes behind, you and jaemin blending all together in your hazy state. you could feel the weight of his arms on your waist, hugging you so tight, sweet nothings leaving his lips, barely above a breath, hoarse voice laced with sleep. his scent, the sweet fragrance is dizzying, the warmth of him engulfing you just as much as helios’ breath of the morning; the sky is rosy, as if it was blushing while taking its time to fully wake up, faint shades of orange and yellow dancing through it endlessly. it’s such a beautiful way to start a day, with your lover all over you, deeply ingrained in your existence.

✰ 1:20 pm .. chenle

with the fierce determination of hermes, an arm slung around your waist; you were there—sun burning the uncovered skin of your shoulders, sweat making its way down on your temples as you took a look at the beautiful postcard in your hands, quickly snatched from a souvenir shop you passed barely twenty minutes ago. with such beautiful words and phrases, cursive letters and the scent of blooming flowers, you handed it over to your lover, hands aching to intertwine. he takes it, honest smile on his face, mumbling something along the line of “i’m the luckiest guy around”, wanting nothing but strolling around the foreign city for the rest of the day, stopping just for a minute in front of a pastry shop. there are freshly baked croissants!

✰ 3:25 pm .. jisung

was it all just a coincidence or did he know about all of it, you cannot be quite sure of but you, in fact enjoyed the way he pulled you straight into the sudden dancing flashmob. the sun was shining, birds singing endlessly along with the folk music played by a kind-looking band of teenagers, flute and harp harmonising together with the occasional sound of the guitar; you did not know how to dance or what kind of dance you should think of, but your lover pulled you closer to himself and took the lead, precise moves following one another as you felt yourself become a gracious nymph all of a sudden, trapped in a human’s fragile body. “honey, you’re doing so great,” jisung beamed happily, hands travelling lower on your skin, smile so wide and heartwarming. “i love you, so much,” he mumbled into your ears, voice losing the battle against the beautiful music.

✰ 7:05 pm .. jeno

with dionysus musing in your ears, you take a sip of the rich, sweet red wine your lover poured a few seconds before. the important event you two should have gone to long forgotten, with absolutely lust filled intentions you touch jeno’s rosy lips, tugging at his messily made tie, thighs rubbing against each other as you pulled him closer to yourself. the voice of dionysus slowly fading, you could feel the inviting hands of eros, guiding every movement of yours with extra care, fully planned with a hint of sinful acts. you sighs against your boyfriend’s mouth, not caring about consequences, reputation nor anything else, as you put his hands on either side of your hips. you wanted him—you needed him at that exact moment, the taste of his lips intoxicating, almost too permanent.

✰ 8:50 pm .. renjun

with lips slightly parted, tongue darting out to wet them quickly, renjun focused on the way your bare body looked behind the canvas. he couldn’t keep his eyes off of your curves, the way your hands did such a bad job at hiding yourself, timid reflection making it all too complicated to even think about anything but you. he felt drunk, as he watched your neck, the beautiful thighs of yours, wanting nothing more than to look deeply into your eyes and touch you, touch you everywhere he can and everywhere you’d let him to do so; you were everything and even more, compared to helen of troy, magical and enchanting, alluring. “can you please finish that painting, my junnie…” you mumbled quietly, shaking your head slightly. “i need you.”

✰ 10:45 pm .. haechan

“you should never come back to this studio, man, taeyong will kick your ass,” you laughed so hard, tears were about to fall out of your eyes, replaying the freshly made song of your boyfriend. he was a self proclaimed master producer but the thing is—it was rather funny than good. of course you appreciated his effort in making a lovesong for you, to confess for the hundreth time and once more. you were his muse supposedly and even if it was unlistenable, you loved it. at least more than taeyong, who would be furious if he knew you two were there, late into the night, making out on the couch of his studio until your lips were swollen, out of breath and with only one thing in your mind: love, love and love. you would never do anything else, even if it meant taking the risk of battling twelve times like heracles.

✰ 11:35 pm .. mark

being faced with the rolling credits after god know’s how many movies being watched, you slowly rested your head on mark’s shoulder. you reached out for his hand so you could take it in yours, not caring about silly actors’ and actresses’ love affairs or the world ending in front of you. all that mattered was the two of you, the adoration you felt for him, how he needed to have you close to him. his hair falling into his eyes, you tried to brush it away from there cautiously, caressing his cheek ever so lightly. you’ve never wanted to kiss him more than you did at that moment, every rational thought vanishing from your brain at the beautiful sight of him, as if he was the long lost son of the oh so wonderful aphrodite. “do it, love. kiss me and i’m yours,” was all he said quietly.

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tddyhyck · 1 month

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could you possibly write an nct dream headcanon where they like when their s/o gives them back scratches? tyyy

i love this 😭😵‍💫

mark ⇢ we all mark is a moaner and he definitely a moaner when your nails are hitting the perfect spot on his back,, like he’s had this itch all day and when you see him you hug him and scratch the exact spot and he’s groaning in your ear i think he would get soft and just snuggle into you like it relaxes him completely

renjun ⇢ renjun would love the closeness and simplicity of you scratching his back he could be doing the most mundane thing but you come over and rub his back scratching along his spine and he just relaxes instantly maybe he had a long day or someone (hyuck) annoyed him and all of it melts away when you’re there

jeno ⇢ jeno probably gives top tier scratches fr but he also loves them he’s the type to turn to absolute putty in your hands when you’re scratching his back maybe going up to the nape of his neck and into his hair he would just melt like ice cream he feels so calm and safe with you

hyuck ⇢ he is also a moaner and whiner imo i think he’s super sensitive and would shiver whenever you graze your nails over any part of him i could see him getting hard lol you breath near him and he’s stiff but i think he’s whining into your neck and grinding against your thigh when you scratch his back

jaemin ⇢ he would love any subtle touch from you especially he just wants to be near you so when you scratch his back he’s falling in love all over again like it’s just another reason you are so perfect for him he would lean into your hand and pout when you pulled away

chenle ⇢ this man is pro back scratching he wants you to scratch his back but he lovessss scratching yours, i think chenle isn’t a physical touch love language person but this is his exception i see him coming home late and your asleep laying on your side and he slips in bed and scratches your back or you’ve had an argument and you aren’t talking this would be his white flag scratching your back or you scratching his j

jisung ⇢ ji gives the vibe that he would hate it at first like you make him nervous and it tickles and he just shys away but i think over time he would almost beg for your nails like maybe you stop because you notice his reaction but months later he’s like hey will u maybe scratch my back 🫣 now it makes him feel warm and fuzzy and in love he just likes to know you are there

#nct dream blurbs #nct dream headcanons #nct dream soft hours #mark lee headcanons #renjun headcanon #jeno headcanons #haechan headcannons #jaemin headcanons #chenle headcanon #jisung headcanons #nct blurbs #nct dream drabbles

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keurimi · 22 days

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OF HEXES AND LOVE POTIONS: prologue

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prologue

the moment your hogwarts acceptance letter came in the mail, your parents could not hide their excitement. your father was a wizard, and your mother was a muggle-born. while the latter could not really grasp the concept of magic and its existence, she was more than happy to be able to send you to an expensive boarding school.

“i have high expectations for you,” your father had said. he claimed he was one of the smart ones, one of the great wizards of his generation. you think he’s spewing bullshit. he was a hufflepuff, he claimed. “as long as it’s not slytherin,” you remember him saying. whatever that meant.

you’ve been bullied your whole life for being weird, and now you have letters flying about and the adults in your life claiming you are weird, but because you’re a witch. you’re magic.

it almost seemed like a joke. you grew tough and possibly devoid of any feelings anymore because of all the name-calling, the rabid bullying, the times your friends called you a freak because you can make sticks fly, the times you got hit by small stones because a classmate saw you move a pencil without touching it. your childhood was a mess because you were weird, and no one could explain why.

and now they finally have an explanation for all of it. how convenient, you had thought.

how you arrived in hogwarts also seemed like a joke. platform 9 and 3/4, the messy, surreal atmosphere of diagon alley, you getting your first wand, and someone from the train offering you a chocolate frog (that moves, to your shock), everything seemed like a dream.

that was, until, you stood face-to-face with hogwarts itself.

you’ve seen castles in tv before, but nothing like this. the whiplash of emotions – shock, fascination, fear, excitement – was too much for your eleven-year-old brain to fathom and distinguish. you mindlessly followed your batchmates and the booming voices of the older students into what they called the “great hall”.

as you were briskly walking, trying to catch up with the other kids, another student accidentally bumped into you, falling on the floor face down. he let out a pained grunt and was beet red from the snickers he was hearing from the others. you reached out your hand, helping him up, and muttering an apology.

“no, sorry for bumping into you.” he breathed out. “i’m not too good in crowds.”

“oh,” you replied. “it’s fine. do you want to let them pass first? i’m fine with being on the back of the line.”

he let out a shaky breath as he dusted himself off. he turned to you and gave you a small smile. “that would be nice. i’m jisung, by the way.” he let out his hand.

“y/n.” you replied, reciprocating his gesture and shook his hand. the two of you exchanged pleasantries, walking much slower than the rest.

the moment you and jisung stepped into the great hall, you were both greeted by a bunch of rowdy boys who surrounded jisung, playfully smacking him. “you’re here, ‘sung! where’s chenle?” the one in the blue necktie basically yelled.

as if on cue, the “chenle” dude walked towards you, jisung, and the other boys, greeting and waving happily. you vaguely heard some loud phrases being exchanged, such as “we’re finally together!” and “i can’t wait!”, as they put their arms around each other and laughing.

you, on the other hand, couldn’t care less.

you noticed a more interesting event happening before your eyes – the sorting hat ceremony, as you’ve heard from the whispers around you. you’ve heard things from your father, too. he never failed to mention how good of a house hufflepuff was, how he hated slytherins, how gryffindors were always favored by the headmaster, and how annoyingly stellar ravenclaws were during exam season.

(he probably didn’t want to tell you outright, but your father might just be hoping for you to get into hufflepuff).

you were mindlessly watching as the other first-years got sorted into their own houses. somewhere along the line, you found chenle and jisung standing right behind you. you turned around, trying to look for some clarification as to what is happening in front of you.

“hey, what do the houses mean?”

jisung and chenle halted their conversation, looking at you with shock on your faces. “you don’t know?”

you shook your head. “i wouldn’t be asking if i knew, right?”

jisung cleared his throat. “uh, yeah, right.”

he proceeded to explain to you what the sorting hat ceremony was – it was to group you into the house where you belonged, based on your personality. gryffindors were generally brave and courageous, ravenclaws were knowledgeable and curious, hufflepuffs valued loyalty and hard work, whereas slytherins are cunning, ambitious, and resourceful.

“but we usually get sorted into where our parents and ancestors were sorted before.” chenle chimed in. “i’m guessing you were raised as a muggle?”

“a muggle?” you questioned.

“you know, a regular human with no magic at all. you lived in the muggle world?” you just nodded in response.

your conversation was interrupted by the old woman professor (who introduced herself as mcgonagall) called chenle’s name. moments later, the sorting hat screamed “gryffindor!” and the ones with the red and yellow neckties cheered loudly.

jisung was up next. he looked way too nervous, you almost pitied him. you pat his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. “hey, you’ll be fine. it’s just a hat.”

he shakily laughed. “haha, just a hat, right. my dad will kill me if i don’t get into hufflepuff.” his steps were heavy as he approached the wrinkled hat. you can almost hear himself praying to get into hufflepuff. in some odd way, he reminded you of your proud hufflepuff father.

you cheered as the sorting hat yelled “hufflepuff”. at least jisung can probably sleep in peace now.

you were called next. you see jisung and chenle from your peripheral vision, gesturing a thumbs up for good luck. not that you needed it, really. it was just a hat. it was just a house.

as long as it’s not slytherin. your father’s word bellowed in your mind.

the hat was placed on top of your head. you can hear its muttering – ‘a half-blood, with a hufflepuff father. yet you’re so unlike him. you take risks, yet you are calculated. you’re intelligent, but with no care for acquiring knowledge. you have never experienced your father’s plights, as your gifts are miles ahead from your ancestors.’

whatever that means, you thought.

‘but i sense greatness in you. greatness that can only be polished in the house of slytherin.’

my father will kill me.

you can hear the sorting hat laugh, deeming your words as a joke.

‘it seems to me, you are not afraid of your father. i will put you in hufflepuff, if you so desire.’

you paused for a moment and looked around. you met jisung’s gaze, and you contemplated your father’s words. he’d probably be over the moon if you were in hufflepuff – plus jisung seemed like a good friend. you looked at the slytherin table, where the atmosphere seemed cold. most of them were blank-faced, with slicked back hair. if they went to a muggle school, they’d probably be the rich arrogant kids who thought the world revolved around them. the gryffindor kids seemed to be too loud, whereas the ravenclaws looked a bit too nerdy for your liking.

furthermore, the hufflepuff warmth blinded you. you craved something new.

you took a quick glance at the slytherin table once more.

i’ll manage in slytherin, you thought.

“then slytherin it is!” the sorting hat bellowed.

sorry, dad.

the rest of the night was a blur. the feast was grand, you swore you saw like 30 whole roasted chickens in the slytherin table alone. some other first-year girls tried to strike up a conversation with you, yet the moment they found out you were a “half-blood”, with a muggle mom and a hufflepuff dad with a muggle job, they scrunched their noses in disgust and didn’t say another word.

judgy much?

(you couldn’t blame them, though. you chose slytherin based on your judgments of the students from the other houses – it just seemed like you’d found your people).

“don’t mind them. they think they’re the shit just because they’re pure-bloods.” the guy sitting in front of you suddenly spoke, eating a drumstick without a care in the world.

“pure-bloods?” you questioned.

“ya know, those with magical parents. slytherins are known to be prejudiced to half-bloods and muggle-borns, you see.”

“oh. too bad then.” you shrugged.

he gave a hearty laugh in response, earning looks from the other nearby students. “you don’t seem to care.”

“because i don’t.” and because it wasn’t your first time being left out. it almost felt like home.

“i like you!” he basically shouted, again, earning dirty looks from the others beside him. “i’m haechan, a second-year student. pleasure to meet you!”

“y/n. it’s my pleasure too.” you gave a curt nod.

haechan placed the drumstick back on his plate and fixed his gaze on you. “you seem interesting, y/n. maybe that’s why our jisungie has taken a liking for you.” haechan wiggled his eyebrows, causing you to wince (he looked pretty disgusting doing that, honestly).

“ah, you’re friends with jisung.” you replied.

“yup! me and this old fella here,” he grinned and placed his arm over the silver-haired boy beside him. “this is jaemin! also a second-year student. hey, jaem, say hi to our new muse~”

jaemin didn’t pay attention to haechan’s words, but was polite enough to acknowledge your presence.

haechan was talkative, almost very unlike other slytherins based on your observations so far. he talked about his family, how his father got one of the most prestigious positions in the ministry of magic, how he got gifted a dragon for his eighth birthday, and the like.

he bragged a lot, but he didn’t seem to be an asshole.

“how about you? what do your parents do for a living? how’s life in the muggle world? oh heck i gotta visit sometime-“

his rambling was interrupted by the head boys of each house instructing everyone to finish up and go straight to the dorms. you weren’t able to spare another glance at haechan and jaemin anymore. to be fair, you just wanted to see what the dorms looked like and get some rest.

as you lay in your bed, your things half-unpacked, your mind replayed the events of today. once the news gets out to your father that you now bleed green, he’ll probably be incredibly upset. you internally remind yourself to send a letter of apology.

your eyes close, finally getting some well-deserved rest from the chaos and information this new world had brought you. maybe tomorrow, you’ll understand a bit more about the wizarding world.

but you still don’t know if you’re dreaming or not, so who knows if tomorrow exists.

a/n: this is such a long fucking prologue LMAO but i got excited with the world-building & establishing y/n’s personality. no mark lee yet sorry abt that! and yes i do believe that mark lee is a hufflepuff do not fight me on this

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luvyeni · 10 months

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First raw sex with soft dom mark??????? With giggles and lots of praises 🙏🙏🙏

MORNING SUNRISE | MARK LEE DRABBLE !

pairings. bf!mark x fem!reader

🔖: 18+ , unprotected sex, praising , dirty talk , mentions of cumming inside

authors note ! i hope you like it <3

your eyes fluttered open , squinting duw to the sunrise that was shining in your face , your sleep interrupted by mark kissing your face. "good morning princess." you giggled as he pressed more kisses to your face , pulling your naked body on top of him , you squealed in shock.

"mark!" he laughed rubbing your waist. "i told you last night when i got here i want to spend every second i have off with you." you felt his cock twitching under you. "you mean fucking me?" he nodded. "well im sorry you can't." you said.

"we don't have any more condoms." he pouted. "then let me fuck you raw." he flat out asked. "mark- baby im serious." he whined. "what if i get pregnant?" he thought about it. "i'll take care of it." he kissed your neck.

"ma-mark." he could feel your wetness dripping on his cock. "fine , i'll go get some condoms later , just this one time." you trusted mark , you knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt you.

"o-okay." as soon as he got the confirmation , he flipped you back on your back , hovering over top of you. "mark be careful." your laugh was like music to his ears , he smiled down at you. "my baby is so pretty." he kissed your lips. "st-stop it."

"gonna fuck you like you deserve princess." he wrapped one of your legs around his waist , grabbing the base of his cock. "gonna take my cock like a good girl." he pushed inside you. "fu-fuck mark." it felt completely different from when he had a condom on , it's like you could feel all of each other.

"ma-mark please move." you moaned out impatiently , he began to move his hips , his cock dragging along your walls. "babygirl , you -fuck- you feel so good , so much better without a condom." mark was loosing his mind , trying not to cum prematurely , but the way he could feel your cunt fluttering around him , he wasn't sure if he was gonna last.

"ma-mark , im gonna cum." you grabbed his bicep. "go a head baby , be a good girl and cum for me." he grunted , his orgasm approaching as well.

"oh my- fuck!" you screamed, cumming. he looked in between where your bodies connected , a white ring forming at the base of his cock , triggering his orgasm. "sh-shit." he pulled out , jerking off , his cum painting your tummy. "fu-fuck baby." he breathed.

"fuck , baby i almost came inside you." he was surprised when you reached back in between your bodies , stroking his cock , his body twitched in sensitivity. "sh-shit princess." you lined him up with your hole before speaking up.

"this time , don't pull out , i want you to cum inside me."

©️LUVYENI

#nct dream hard hours #nct hard thoughts #nct hard hours #nct dream x reader #nct dream hard thoughts #nct dream smut #nct smut #mark lee headcanons #mark lee x reader #mark lee hard hours #mark lee smut #mark lee hard thoughts

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rcsejunie · 2 years

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“i love you” without saying it; dreamies

—lee mark

he’d help you bring 2 out of 3 of your grocery bags. he actually offered on bringing all 3 but you insisted that you can hold the last bag. he sends a text asking if you get home safely since he can’t drop you off at home. he sends voice notes of him singing his favorite songs saying that the songs reminds him of you. he fixes the strands of your hair when they’re out of place. he washes your hair if you are too tired to do it.

—huang renjun

he makes you tea every single morning. you were trying to cut off coffee and he knows how much you’ve been struggling so he also comes in and help. he makes the bed when you leave for work. you had woken up late and you didn’t have time to focus on anything other than getting ready but when you came back, the bed is perfectly made. he changes the magnets on the fridge and adds his own post it notes to have a different sayings everyday. one day it would be “have a great day!” another day would be “open the fridge, there’s a surprise inside:)”

—lee jeno

he sends you a good morning text when he wakes up. he sends pictures of his cats when you’re in a bad mood. he massages you when you had a rough day or just simply when you ask for it. when he visits after his schedule, he’ll bring you your favorite food from a food truck thats 30 minutes away from where you live. if he has an early schedule, he tiptoes to the bathroom and make sure to never make a sound so you could sleep peacefully. he would also make sure to leave a note before he leaves.

—lee haechan

he kisses your hands randomly. you would just be standing in front of the kitchen counter peeling oranges and he would walk next to you just looking at you before bending his whole body down to kiss your busy hands. he laughs at all your jokes, even if they’re not as funny. he calls before going to bed. sometimes he sings you to sleep if you’re having an extra hard time falling asleep.

—na jaemin

he always finds something to compliment you on, even the most simple things. you would be tying your hair to put on your makeup and he kisses your head before saying “pretty” very gently. you were taking pictures of him and he says you have golden hands. encourages you about things that you’re not good at. he took you ice skating and you’re not very good at it but every step you take he’s always there to say you’re getting better very quickly.

—zhong chenle

sends you pictures throughout the day. he always wants to talk to you. but since you and him are both busy with each other’s schedules, he can’t always call you. so instead he sends pictures of his lunch, his new shoes, a selfie with the other dream boys, a picture of an ipad with golden state warriors on screen. he’ll also ask for what you’re doing and to send a couple of selfies as well.

—park jisung

he always listens to you. he makes sure you talk before him when its most urgent. he never talks over you. when you’re suggesting something, maybe how he should cut down drinking soda, he actually cut down his soda intake. or when you two are walking on the street and a certain hat catches your eye, you only briefly mentioned it. a month later, its not even your birthday, jisung gave you the very same hat as a present just because.

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