#Marklee

[angeliqueiguess]

“Focus!” (Masterlist)

📸Pairing: Model!Jaehyun x fem!Photographer! Reader

📸Type: Socialmedia AU

📸Genre: Enemies to lovers, old friends to lovers, crack, fluff, angsty, slow burn

📸Synopsis: Internationally famous model Jung Jaehyun thinks he is invincible, with the world at his feet. So when he is paired with Y/n Suh, a humble photographer with zero tolerance for his inflated ego, their photoshoots turn into an all-out war of pride.

📸Fic State: finished

📸Spin Off’s: ongoing

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Profiles. ONE TWO

Prologue

📸ONE The More You Know.

📸TWO Meeting:Ruined

📸THREE No-Show?

📸FOUR Missing

📸FIVE The Audacity

📸SIX Welcome

📸SEVEN Creep

📸EIGHT Heaven Knows

📸NINE Really?...

📸TEN Sunset

📸ELEVEN Jealousy

📸TWELVE Still

📸THIRTTEEN Roses

📸FOURTEEN Locket

📸FIFTEEN Contract?

📸SIXTEEN Session

📸SEVENTEEN Talk

📸EIGHTEEN Whirldwind

📸NINETEEN Crying

📸TWENTY Hope

📸TWENTY-ONE Unknown

📸TWENTY-TWO Fbi mode

📸TWENTY-THREE Sorry Ten

📸TWENTY-FOUR Mutual

📸TWENTY-FIVE Locket pt.2

📸TWENTY-SIX Heated

📸TWENTY-SEVEN Slick

📸TWENTY-EIGHT Gucci

📸TWENTY-NINE Growth

📸THIRTY Slow

📸THIRTY-ONE Photographs

📸THIRTY-TWO Late

📸THIRTY-THREE Morning

Epilogue

📸CHARACTER ENDINGS📸

ONE - TWO - THREE

📸SPIN OFF'S📸

Christmas Edition

Vacation Edition

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

updated 02/01/2025

Angelique’s note: Heyya! Just dropping this here real quick (I kinda got carried away with my ideas and ended up picking the one with Jaehyun as the main character 😅). Still can’t believe he won’t be with us until 2026 :(, but instead of feeling down about his enlistment, I thought, why not make this SMAU? Love you guys! Over and out. 🚀❤️

[coqueverette]

don’t open the photo lee

[maneated]

mark headers by me for my fav markf @miryofshampoo

[glass5andwich]

MARKLEE AU WITH OFC ADOPTED CLEM

[marksdaydreams]

— sometimes you're a whole daydream;

for you ; you decide to write about Mark.

love ; the little ways you fell in love with Mark Lee.

mine ; you're not his, so why does his heart burn when someone else's name rolls off your lips? [implied smut]

scarlet ; "how do you want to die?" [mafia!au, angst]

you are ; you remind him of golden sunrays and poetry. [f]

never ; he'll come back to you, right? [a,f]

kiss ; mark lee likes to kiss you a lot. [f]

i wish i wrote the way i thought ; i really just want to write about you forever, mark. [f]

i do ; wedding vows sound like forever. [f]

romeo ; there's just something about mark's presence. [suggestive]

body ; he just wants to appreciate you. [f]

a little ; you were just asking for a goodbye from him. [angst]

know you ; the one where he tells you how he fell in love with you. [fluff]

say ; being friends with benefits with Mark is a little too hard for you. [suggestive]

you don't feel like love to me ; what is mark if he isn't love? [aesthetic]

fear ; mark can't help but keep coming back to you, and you can't help but not love him.

sweet ; some days are just too domestic. [fluff]

do you? : you write a break-up letter. [angst]

summer nights ; breaking up with your first love comes easier to you than him, sometimes. [slight angst]

who ; mark knows you'd leave your boyfriend for him, so who is he to stop it?

underdressed ; indoor days with online class and a boyfriend that's quite done with uni. [fluff]

cast ; mark wants you to have the best that the world can offer. [suggestive]

by your side ; you're hurt, and mark can't see you in pain.

broken-hearted lover ; mark's love for joy seems to grow every day, and so does your love for mark.

out loud ; mark is your best friend first, boyfriend second, and soulmate forever.

roulette ; mark makes you a bet you can't refuse.

far-fetched ; the break-up is only biding it's time, and mark has honestly had enough. [angst]

you ; mark just can't hold on to his feelings any longer, even though he knows you're someone else's. [angst]

candy ; mark finds you in a restaurant being stood up, so he does what any best friend would do and becomes your date. [fluff]

couch ; spending the last dregs of the evening with Mark. [fluff]

trigger ; would you be able to pull the trigger on Mark, even if he was a spy? [mafia!au]

seasons ; the seasons always bring out a different side of Mark, and each one is your favourite. [aesthetic]

confess ; renjun gets you before mark, and the realisation is crushing him. [angst]

BLUE ; "you were red, and i was blue; we touched, and suddenly i was the lilac sky."

years & years ; you meet mark after years of being in love with him and never confessing.

religious ; mark worships you.

[jhypeach]

After Midnight [2:00 am]

pairing: mark lee x fem reader warnings: clit play, shower sex, smut smut word count: 1k+ an: the aftermath of mark lee appearing on the live just wearing a robe and the members saw his underwear. i feel ill 😵‍💫

It was almost midnight, and Mark hadn't returned to your hotel room yet. He asked me to accompany him from their America leg until today's one-day concert show in Singapore. There is little to do when I go over the world with him and the members. We can only be our usual selves sometimes when fans aren't around since our relationship isn't publicly announced. So, I spent 80% of my stay in every country in the hotel room, and the remaining 20% was in their makeup room, talking and getting nervous with the members.

Since it's almost 12 and Mark isn't here yet, I decided to take a bath already and prepare for bed. However, it was a real struggle for me with an injured hand. I accidentally sprained my wrist earlier, moving the suitcase around. Mark wasn't there to help me since they immediately started their stage rehearsal a few hours after we landed. But the moment he knew bout my sprained wrist, he kept asking about my condition, and I didn't want to concern him when I was totally fine and he was about to perform. So instead of being backstage which I usually do at every concert, I insist that I just stay in our room.

I was putting shampoo on my hair and getting annoyed that I couldn't properly wash myself. Few minutes of irritation, I heard faint steps outside the bathroom. "Babe? Y/n" I heard Mark looking for me. "In the bathroom, I replied." I didn't hear any response after. I contemplated if I should ask him for help. He's probably already sleeping since he was tired from the whole concert. I sneaked out of the bathroom to check if he was asleep already. I saw him sitting on the couch, waiting for me. "Why are your clothes soaking wet?" he asked. I scratched the back of my head, "I need help. I can't wash my hair properly."

He followed me inside the bathroom, "Babe, I think you need to take your shirt off," he said as he stood near the sink, "No, It's fine. I-I just asked you to help me with my hair so-", I was cut off when he walked closer to me leaned forward towards my ears "Is it because you're thinking of something else?" he asked. I was taken aback; I had swallowed my saliva when I felt his breath lick my neck and jaw. "How about we wash up together, then I'll clean you after?" He suggested pushing me inside the shower room, "No! I-I just… I just need to help wash-ing my *gulp* hair," I stuttered at how close he was. I don't know why I am getting nervous. Sex isn't something new to us. But having sex overseas is.

"Oh really? But look at that" he looked at the shower niche with a messy shampoo and body wash bottle. I sighed, clearly defeated and can't get my way out. He held my injured wrist; it made me look at him. Great! He's already half-naked in front of me. "Don't worry, I'll be careful," he said softly, massaging my wrist.

My back faces him as he rubs my shoulder blades with loofa. I flinched when I felt him rubbing near my breast. I could actually feel myself drip down there. "Is this making you excited?" he teased me. And I hate it whenever he does. "Perhaps you like to do it in the shower," that's it. I do not plan on getting laid in Singapore tonight, and he better behave. "Okay, get it out. We will never finish if we do this," I said and faced him. I tried to push him out, but he held my injured wrist and pinned it on the wall, "I said I'll help you. So, you're not gonna push me until your wrist heals" I felt his hands in my entrance, drawing circles. "So let me help you down here too."

He played with my clit, pinching, circling his fingers around it, teasing my entrance. I moved my hips in an attempt to grind it. This was driving me crazy. With my injured hand pinned and my free hand holding his nape for support. "How does it feel," he asked me. The bubbles from the body wash all over my body aren't helping as it tickles me, and my whole body is so sensitive, with Mark teasing my entrance. A whimper, "Fughck!" was just all I said. He removed his hand from my entrance, yanked my left leg on his arm, and swiftly held my hips. He entered me with a warning.

Keeping myself in balance is a real struggle standing on one foot and with my arm pinned on the wall. Plus, Mark is thrusting so rough and fast in me. Showers dripping, wet squelching, moans, and whimpers were the music for our night. "Ah! Ah!" I bit my lower lip to suppress some moans and clenched around his shaft while Mark nibbled my jaw down to my neck and collarbone. "Im close," I said as he licked my collarbone to my neck, "Not yet," he said and turned me, pining my chest on the wall. He pulled my waist closer and higher, making me arch my back. He entered me again without warning. "fuck!" he cussed, "fucking tight ever."

We ended up having more than 3 rounds inside the shower and about 2 in the sink when he finally freed me. I was already brushing my hair when I heard knocks on our hotel room door. I peeked out the peephole and saw the 5 boys, I opened the door for them, and they immediately filled our room with noise.

“Noona, where’s Mark hyung?” Jisung asked me, "Oh, in the shower," I replied. Haechan immediately banged the bathroom door, "Hyung, hurry up, we have to do live." "Is your wrist fine now?" Renjun asked me while others lay on our bed while they waited for Mark, "Yeah, the swelling has subsided already." A few seconds after, Mark came out of the bathroom just wearing a robe, "Let's go," he said and sat beside Renjun. "At least wear something?" I told him, "I'm wearing briefs inside. Don't worry". The members looked at him, and some nagged while Haechan and Jeno laughed. "Let him be. I'll start the live now. Just don't stand up, hyung, because we can see your purple underwear. And cover your neck properly. We can see scratches."

[kasualrot]

hi i'm the original template maker of this thingamabob and i do not frequently use tumblr but it's made it's way here so waddup + heres mine

if you want, you can add credits and add the tag to it (no force, i'd just appreciate it) (#drawyourfaveTWDG) (also so i can see it more easily :-] )

[106alibi]

where do I bag a baddie like this 😕😕😕

[ninglita]

⨳ ⁺ 𐃘 🧶 ˚

┄ ⬕　 ꙳　 🎒 ˚ ✐

[yesuriyatop]

NCT 127 8th Anniversary Fanmeeting: 8ECRET INVITATION

[angeliqueiguess]

Surprising them with a pet (OT7)

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Mark

Renjun

Jeno

Haechan

Jaemin

Chenle

Jisung

[coqueverette]

something something it was funnier in my head,,, sorry for not posting much chat i’m on vacation in nyc 🫡🫡

[fool4nct]

MARK & JISUNG | booty wurk

[2onurrem]

Kissed, but rem...

The Rapid Eye Movement (REM) Phase Of Sleep, Which Is Associated With Dreaming.

The cool night breeze whispered through the stillness as the waves gently lapped at the shore, the beach bathed in soft moonlight. Mark’s hand held yours as you both walked, the silence between you comfortable, peaceful. The world felt like it was asleep, just the two of you awake, living in this dreamlike moment.

You reached the edge of the sea, its dark waters stretching endlessly under the star-filled sky. Without a word, Mark led you into the water, his gaze soft but intense, reflecting the quiet power of the ocean surrounding you. The water was cool against your skin, but his presence felt like warmth, an anchor in the vastness of everything.

In the middle of the sea, where the moonlight kissed the waves, he turned to you, pulling you close. His fingers brushed your cheek before he leaned in, his lips meeting yours gently, as if this moment were as fragile as the dreams you’d soon slip into. The kiss was slow, timeless, like it belonged not to the waking world but somewhere between reality and dreams—somewhere in the REM stage, where everything felt real and unreal all at once.

When he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, and in the quiet, with the sea around you and the stars above, you felt as though this moment was something more than just a memory. It was a piece of the dream you never wanted to wake up from.

“Is this real?” you whispered, your voice barely audible above the sound of the waves.

Mark smiled softly, his breath warm against your skin. “Does it matter?”

End

[marksdaydreams]

[11:36 pm]

The room was soaked in a deep moonlight blue.

There was no sound save for the ticking of the clock, which steadily shifted towards midnight.

Mark was asleep when you came in, wrapped up in the comforters. His hair fell softly over his forehead — a shock of black against the white of the pillows.

Mine, you thought. Mine, mine, mine.

Mark stirred as you walked over to him, and reached out to push his hair out of his face. He leaned into your touch, sighing when you left a kiss on his forehead. There was nothing else and yet you felt like you couldn't breathe. He fell back asleep. You walked over to your side of the bed, making yourself comfortable under the sheets that all smelled like him. Mark turned over and wrapped his arms around you, all warmth and long legs. You could think of nothing but him.

All yours, you thought. Yours, yours, yours.

[istjun]

MARK - BAGGY JEANS (230901)