I Wanna Know Who The Hell Is HER Like I Feel Like Its Someone Close To Op Yaknow ALSO THIS DID NOT SHOW

i wanna know who the hell is HER like i feel like it’s someone close to op yaknow ALSO THIS DID NOT SHOW UP IN MY NOTIFS? i refreshed my tumblr and then BAAM this showed up on my feed but not on my notifs <//3

ARCANE | CH.7 | NCT DREAM X READER

Summary: When you decided to apply for a researcher post in an elusive institute, you already had the feeling that you’ll be getting yourself knee-deep into something out of the ordinary. But desperate needs require desperate measures, and so you embraced the invite, despite all the alarm signals urging you to run away. What you found out was nothing you’d ever expected.

Seven boys.

Seven human deviants granted with abilities tied to the legendary Arcana Cards.

Welcome to Project Dream.

Pairing: Various Dream Members x Reader

Trigger Warnings/Themes: violence, torture, trauma, very slight yandere themes, poly dynamics, suggestive themes, language, psychological, mystery, sci-fi. Romance will take a little bit of a backseat on this one since this is more of a suspense-driven plot, but it will still be threaded in the overall story. The concept of the tarot or Arcana cards will be loosely used throughout the series. Note that I am not a trained doctor so there may be some slips here and there about medical things. Again, this is a work of fiction and I am not implying any likeness between the characterization here of the boys to their real life counterparts. I also reserve the rights to all my work—I do not post anywhere else other than tumblr. Minors DNI.

> CH. 1 | CH. 2 | CH.3 | CH.4 | CH.5 | CH.6

Chapter Song: 

Can You Keep a Secret? > Ellise

The dreams have become a normal part of your nights by now.

You already know where you are before your vision even came into focus. The sprawling, endless walls, the red carpeted floor half covered with smoke, and the sole white door with the burned bronze knob welcomed you with the familiarity similar to a home you’ve long left behind. You’ve grown so accustomed to this slice of scene so much that you’ve memorized every single detail about it—or at least the ones that remain the same every time you find yourself in this imagined world. 

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I’m still waiting for the original story to be posted T^T I need a jisung fic to make my night <//3

renegade or whatever.

dancing is not on your list of interests, but park jisung definitely is.

pairing :: park jisung x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + social influencer au word count :: 5,001 words warnings :: none playlist :: bright (echosmith) ⋆ it’s yours (nct dream) ⋆ message in a bottle (taylor swift) ⋆ cutie (coin) ⋆ peachy (bad suns) author’s note :: the series has finally been revived, let’s goo !! jisung bestest boy ever so of course, I had to write his next ♡ ↳ part of the not clickbait series.

There are three things in life Park Jisung is absolutely terrified of.

Okay, that’s a big fat lie, and even he knows it. There are actually many things he’s scared of, but that would take forever to list, so here are the top three, starting from the bottom:

#3. His mom when she’s mad at him (deserved).

She found out he bet Chenle all his meal points that Jaemin would confess to his best friend before she would (Spoiler: he ate ramen everyday for a whole semester. Luckily, Mark sucks at buying groceries online and ordered too many bulk boxes of that instant MSG filled goodness).

#2. Bugs and ghosts.

Both float or fly around and always come out of nowhere. So yeah, he’s putting them together. Also, he’s never going to forgive Donghyuck for convincing him to swap cameraman duties because he ended up filming the Mothman episode for Dream Unsolved while Donghyuck got to enjoy three lobster rolls at three drastically different price points.

Combining his two second tier fears? That’s a recipe for the: Worst. Night. Ever. It was so bad, he wanted to give it a zero (out of five stars), but Renjun said that’s not possible. So he gave it a one. But it’s still a zero in his books.

#1. Confessing to his best friend.

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oh im so hooked <//3 this has got to be one of the best series created in this god forsaken app

THE “REPETITION” SERIES !

INSPIRED BY. @/tyonfs nct dream series! except this is..a lot dirtier.. sorry lol

SYNOPSIS. you and haechan have been friends with benefits for awhile now. his housemates all know that, and they're absolutely jealous of him for having you all to himself. when he finds this out, haechan decides to have some fun and create a competition between him and his friends. they all get to make a pass at you, and if you choose to sleep with them, whoever you pick was the best wins! easy, right?

maybe it would have been easier if they didn't fall for you on the way...

PAIRING. afab/fem!reader x nct dream's 00 line and mark

INCLUDES. smut, pwp, fwb, lots and lots of pent up romantic feelings and sexual tension, boys lying to themselves, fluff, crack, angst (as of now)

NOTES. this popped into my head randomly, so the summaries are a little all over the place but bare with me!! they'll be more concise by the time i actually get round to writing the fics i promise 🤎 anyways i really do hope you guys enjoy this series because i've been having a lot of fun planning this out!

spin the bottle. lee donghyuck.

SYNOPSIS. okay, maybe haechan did create the competition himself. but now that it's approaching, he's getting a little anxious at the thought of you lying under someone that isn't him. but he shouldn't be thinking like that since you two have never been exclusive, and that had always been the plan. so why does he still clench his fists when he imagines you kissing another one of his friends? to get over these feelings, haechan decides that he needs to win. and that's why he makes sure your last fuck with him before the competition starts is the best experience you've had in your life.

not another e-boy. lee jeno.

SYNOPSIS. jeno, to absolutely everyone's surprise, is the first one to approach you. he meets you after your soccer practice, and asks you out to dinner. under all of those ripped jeans, meaningless tattoos and piercings, you find out that he's a total softie. jeno wants to prove to his friends that he's more than “just another e-boy” and he knows he'll achieve that by fucking the hell out of you, giving you no option but to rank him first amongst his friends. however, he didn't think that it'd lead to you being on his mind 24/7.

party pooper. mark lee.

SYNOPSIS. frustrated that jeno got to you first, mark makes the second move. this guy is so used to being babied by girls and being called names like “adorable” that he doesn't believe he can seduce you without any alcohol in his system. so he throws a party and decides to speak to you then. although his attempts fail miserably, the two of you still end up in his bed, and mark is so shocked that his plan actually worked that he starts laughing..midway during sex. this obviously turns you off, and you end up leaving. determined to try again, mark hits on you for a second time, this time in a library, but it goes completely different this time.

mascara on your cheeks. huang renjun.

SYNOPSIS. when renjun finds out that jeno and mark have already fucked you, he's speechless. out of all of his friends, he's known for having the best game when it comes to getting girls into his bed. but with you, you just don't seem to pick up on his hints at all. do you think he randomly decided sit next to you in your shared financial elective class together, for no good reason at all? all those tricks that worked on other girls don't seem to work on you at all, so renjun decides to use what he knows how to do best: brute honesty.

eyes on you. na jaemin.

SYNOPSIS. jaemin couldn't care less about this competition. he was practically forced to agree to it by his friends, but he didn't put in any effort into seducing you. it isn't until the day he coincidentally spotted you running around the sports building's hallway in nothing but a towel that devilish thoughts start to creep into his mind. not to mention that you've become friends with his housemates now, so he's been seeing you a lot more often, and he can't get rid of his thoughts. against his own pride and will, jaemin approaches you with the hopes of bringing you back to his bed.

PROLOGUE. 1,580 words.

You and Donghyuck had been sleeping with each other for a little over two months, but you’d been friends for a lot longer than that. The deal was made while you two were drunk out of your minds, finding yourselves agreeing to a dare during a game of spin the bottle. You had to spend a few minutes locked inside a tight wardrobe together, and the two of you just couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. After that incident, a seed of sexual tension was planted between the two of you, growing with every interaction you had.

It was only natural that you’d end up being friends with benefits.

But Dongyhyuck never expected this to come out of it.

Sitting in the bleachers with his housemates, Donghyuck was watching you in your element. He’d always found you hot whenever you played soccer, loving the grip your navy blue shorts had on your thighs and the pool of sweat that would always sit in between your tits.

For some reason, his housemates decided to tag along on this specific day. All four of them.

Donghyuck found it suspicious at first, but he’d forgotten about it by the time he saw you running onto the field. Ignoring the fact that he found your skimpy uniform hot as fuck, Donghyuck was also one of your good friends. He loved watching you play because it was something you were passionate about, and over the course of being friends with you, he somehow became passionate about it as well.

After you scored a goal, he stood up and jumped, screaming your name in pride. His friends did too, and suddenly his attention was drawn away from you.

“Since when did you care about soccer?” He asked the shortest of the five, Renjun.

Renjun shot up his brows and appeared to look offended, “What are you talking about? I’ve been keeping up with the matches since the season started.” He replied with wavering eyes.

Donghyuck scoffed and crossed his arms. “Yeah? So what’s the Blue Star’s rank in the league?”

Renjun’s eyes flickered between Donghyuck and the field, making the taller of the two laugh. “Obviously first, look at how good they’re playing.”

“They’re second.” Donghyuck corrected, looping his arm around Renjun’s shoulder. “Now tell me why you’re really here before I get the security to kick you out.”

Renjun whipped his head, “You can’t do that, this is just a college match. And besides,” He shuffled in his pocket before bringing out a ticket, “I paid to be here.”

“Well, guess what, smartass, I don’t even have to pay to be here.”

At that comment, the other three boys all turned to Donghyuck’s direction.

“You didn’t have to pay?” Mark asked, “Why not?”

“Me and Y/N have been friends since, like, last year. Why wouldn’t she get me free tickets?” He said in an obvious tone.

All four of Donghyuck’s friends had their jaws hung low. Some less than others (read: Jaemin) but they still had an expression on their face that Donghyuck could read very clearly as jealousy. They definitely weren’t jealous of the fact that he received free soccer tickets, so that only left one other option. To test his theory, Donghyuck asked another specific question, but this time, he narrowed his eyes.

“Name all the members of the team.”

“Y/N-” Jeno and Renjun said in unison, before Donghyuck bursted into a fit of laughter.

“I knew it!” He quipped, smiling in disbelief. “You guys have a thing for Y/N, don’t you?”

Renjun snickered, “Get over yourself. We just think she’s hot.”

“So you, Mr I-Hate-Capitalism, chose to pay for a home game in your own college to watch Y/N play because you think she’s..hot?” He asked, tilting his head sarcastically, before eyeing his other friends as well. “Do you know how creepy this is?” He laughed, making a mental note to forever remember this moment in case it’s needed for some serious blackmail in the future. “If I told Y/N this-”

Mark pushed Renjun out of the way to shut Donghyuck up by covering his mouth. “No, please don’t tell her.” He begged, looking at his friend with pleading eyes.

“Wow!” Donghyuck muffled, “You must really like her, huh?”

Sighing, Mark dropped his hand and rubbed the back of his neck while peering over at your running figure. Donghyuck copied him, and smiled upon the greeting of how cute your ass looked in those shorts.

“I don’t know about them lot,” Mark pointed at the other boys who were watching you play like you were some A List athlete. “But I think she’s really cool.”

“Cool would be an understatement,” Donghyuck shrugged, “but I get it. It’s just a crush though, right?” He asked, before putting his hands on his hips and interrogating the rest of his friends. “You guys know I’m the one sleeping with her, okay, so you better keep your hands off of her.” He said a little too loudly. “Especially you, Renjun.”

“Hey!” Renjun raised his hands in defeat. “I’m just watching her play.”

“You better be..” Donghyuck mumbled, before returning back to his stand and watching you.

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When the game was over, Donghyuck rushed to congratulate you on your win. He ushered his pathetic excuses for friends over to follow him as he jumped down the bleachers to get to you.

You ran up to him with just as much enthusiasm, and jumped into his hold to squeeze him as tight as you could. While you and Donghyuck were swirling around and exchanging excited screams, the remaining four boys watched in despair.

Donghyuck wasn’t the only one who liked the way your shorts shaped your ass and thighs.

After what felt like an etenrity to the boys, Donghyuck finally introduced them to you. “Uh, so these are my friends.”

Instantly, you reached out your sweaty palm to shake Renjun’s hand, and he gladly returned it. “Renjun, right? We share a finance elective.”

“Yeah, we do.” He replied, trying to hide the fact that he had just been watching you play soccer for the past hour.

“Okay, and this is Jaemin, Mark, and Jeno.”

You shook every one of their hands, and Jeno tried his best not to appear disappointed that he was introduced to you last.

“Nice to meet you guys!” You chirped, waving your hand. “But I gotta’ go and celebrate with the girls. See you around!”

As soon as you left, a devilish smirk grew onto Donghyuck’s lips. “Oh, you guys are such perverts.” He laughed.

Jeno glared at him, “Hey, you’re the one who sneaks her into the house every weekend, Hyuck.” He pointed at him. “Don’t blame us for liking her when all we hear is you breaking her back every fucking night.”

A little taken aback, Donghyuck couldn’t help his smile grow wider. “You listen to us having sex?”

“We can’t not listen to you, you idiot.” Jaemin groaned, still scrolling through his phone. “You two are at it like dogs all the time.”

“Quit the bullshit. You can wear earphones, make the TV louder, leave, or anything. You choose to listen to us, don’t you?” When Donghyuck didn’t receive an answer, he turned to the only boy in the group that didn’t know how to lie. “Mark?”

“Okay, maybe sometimes we listen.” He admitted, causing an uproar from his friends. “Well- It’s not- I don’t know, man, she’s hot.”

Defeated, Jeno nods along with him. “She is, Hyuck, you’re so fucking lucky.”

“I can’t believe this. You’ve all been simping for Y/N? Couldn’t you find any other girl on campus? Not even you, Renjun?” Oh, Donghyuck was beyond amused. His ego had never been so high. Watching his friends admit they’re jealous of him made him feel like he was sitting on a throne and the rest of them were peasants, dressed in rags and bowing at his feet. It was just too good to be true.

“I still get girls, but Y/N’s nice to look at from time to time.” Renjun huffed, pushing up his glasses further along his nose bridge.

Jeno elbowed his shorter friend, “You’re saying that like coming to this match wasn’t your idea.”

“So what’s the deal?” Donghyuck asked, more intrigued than ever. “You guys want to fuck her too?”

All four of them fell silent. Even Jaemin paused midway through scrolling on TikTok at the thought of what Donghyuck said. Their eyes fell heavy. Some looked desperate, some hopeful, some guilty, and some curious.

Donghyuck was a good friend. He didn’t want to deprive his friends from you. But he wouldn’t let them touch you without making it a challenge. He definitely wasn’t going to let them take you away from him that easily, not when he just found out they think of him like a god for sleeping with you.

“Fine.”

Jaemin’s head bopped up as he curiously raised one of his brows. Mark licked his lips multiple times even though they were already wet. Jeno stuffed his hands into his back pockets and shifted the weight on his feet.

And Renjun narrowed his eyes at Donghyuck. “What’s the catch?”

“There’s no catch. Me and Y/N aren’t exclusive so you can still make a move on her if you want.” He drawled, getting too giddy. “But on one condition.”

“What is it?” Mark asked, a little too fast.

“We’ll make it a competition.”

NOTES. and that's the prologue! as you can see, the stories follow a chronological order. i think to enjoy this series to the fullest, you'll need to read the full thing. thank you for taking the time to make it this far ☺️

HOW YOU KNOW THEY WON’T CHEAT

pairing: nct dream + sungtaro x gn!reader genre: fluff warnings: none! notes: idk what this is it’s just for fun

mark ! sleeps with a large spider-man pillow and you between his arms at night.

jeno ! has pictures of you saved in a folder on his phone and he’d be embarrassed if you ever found out about it.

renjun ! rants to you about his favorite movies and all the easter eggs and theories about them.

haechan ! never lets you breathe for more than two seconds because he always has his arms around you in some way.

jaemin ! takes photos of you all the time, spends hours editing them and gets super excited to show you his work.

chenle ! talks to his dog about you like he’s talking to a person.

jisung ! facetimes you even if he has stuff he should be doing.

shotaro ! sends you tiktoks all the time and complains when you leave him on read.

sungchan ! doesn’t let anyone touch a special hoodie of his that he has reserved for you.

taglist. @junityy @eternallyhyucks @yeoforce @wonderwrench @cookydream @feyregels @13isacoolnumber @omgnctchina @wonjaems @fairybangtan @blveberryflavored @odetoyeonjun @squiishymeow @jeonginshq @xtra-cheese @fairybinie @notbeforelong @bite-me-mingi @zsuke @todorokiskitten + taglist form

OH MY GOD IM SO EXCITED YASSSSSSSSSSS

high-waisted shorts (preview)

PAIRING ▸ huang renjun x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, crack, college au, strangers to lovers au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, alcoholic consumption, palming, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap), more to be added

SUMMARY ▸ huang renjun might be the least committed to all this “bitch hunting” bullshit, and he doesn’t want to stoop to the level of stupidity his friends are at. that’s why he’s pissed when you’re strutting around in those high waisted shorts wherever you go, making renjun lose all sense of reason.

EXPECTED WORD COUNT ▸ around 5k words 

TAG LIST ▸ series general tag list + send me an ask/comment if you’d like to be added !! 

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ first installment of the bitch hunters series !! ngl i am v excited for this series so i hope you guys are also on this wavelength 🤝 

“NICE ROOM,” you complimented when he opened the door. You looked around curiously before walking in, and Renjun headed in after you. “Do you normally bring girls up here like this?”

“Only the cute ones,” Renjun said, leaning against his door frame. “Do you normally follow guys into their rooms like this?”

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surface pressure | mark lee

[mark tries to relieve some stress. romance. interior decorating. alt version on ao3 is also mine]

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It’s not hard to notice that you’re stressed. Mark doesn’t need to be a superhero to notice the bags under your eyes, the tenseness of your shoulders, the way you always do things without being asked. Things that someone else should be doing.

You’ve confessed it to him before, in little fragments when you didn't think it was a huge deal like “My mom expected me to have the house cleaned by the time she got home from work, even though I had a job too.” and “I got sick of staring at my roommates’ dirty dishes so I just did them.”

Mark has always done his best to remind you that it’s not your job to save others from their own doing. But still, you insist, this fear pricking it’s way up your throat that you may be held responsible for the doing of others. And it’s not without reason: you’ve been held responsible before.

Now that the two of you finally have your own place, Mark has done his absolute best to lift the burden, but you’re so damn stubborn. By the time he returns home from his classes or his job, you already have the house clean, and his laundry washed, and for God’s sake you’ll even reorganize the kitchen if you're antsy enough.

This week has been interesting. You and Mark have been in the process of unpacking and decorating. After a Christmas bonus from your boss, you and Mark had purchased new decor for your shared space, so that the two of you could make it your own. See, even with your own money, you spend it partly on someone else.

Mark wants you to be selfish. But he knows there’s not a selfish bone inside of you, so he’s going to have to beat you at your own game.

The house is slightly cluttered with moving boxes, old decor, and the new decor you’ve just bought. Tomorrow is your first day off for the first time in a while, and you’ve casually mentioned to Mark that you’re going to spend it unpacking and cleaning the house.

Mark Lee is going to die before he lets that happen.

He waits until you’ve left for work, and then he’s turning on his favorite 90’s r&b playlist. He labels the boxes, takes his time between organizing what needs to go on shelves and what needs to be sent off for donation. He leaves the decor the two of you had bought in a tidy box on top of the coffee table, because he knows decorating is something you wouldn’t want him to do without you.

He vacuums the rugs, and refills the cat's food bowl. He cleans out the fridge and takes out the trash. There is an entire drawer of candles you’ve picked up, having liked the scents, so Mark picks up one he recalls liking and lights it, setting it on the center of the table. He straightens the placemats (he finds it adorable that you leave the table set every night, even when the two of you usually take your dinners to the couch.)

He wipes down the counter, using minimal products the way you like to. He cleans the toilet. He gathers all the trash in your shared bedroom and makes the bed. He folds the orange throw blanket you got him and sets it on the edge of the bed, so your cat can cuddle against it the way she likes.

When he’s sure you’re on your way home, he orders pizza. He turns on the television and sets your favorite show on pause. He’s so giddy and excited for you to get home, he thinks he could burst.

The house smells of garlic and vanilla when you walk in through the door. You pause in the doorway, bundled so sweetly in your scarf and jacket. You look at the lack of clutter and furrow your brows. “I thought– I thought you worked late today.”

“I took the day off.”

He rushes up to you and helps you take off your jacket, quick to hang it on the hook. Before you can take off your scarf, he grabs the frayed edges and pulls you close to him, so that your forehead presses to his.

You hum warmly. “You’re so sweet, Mark.”

Mark grins, flushed with praise. It's almost embarrassing, how much he likes pleasing you. And yet, he can't find it in himself to change. "I left the decor out so we could decorate tomorrow. I figured you’d rather spend your day off decorating than unpacking.”

Your eyes tear up. You look at the sleeves to see that he’s taken down everything you guys have decided to give away or get rid of. “Mark… You work so hard…”

“No,” Mark swiftly kisses your cheek. “You work hard. And you take on too much. I want you to start leaning on me more, okay? You’re not carrying this alone.”

You nod, shyness washing over you. When you wrap your arms around Mark’s middle, he can feel the tenseness leave your muscles. “Thank you so much.”

“Hush,” he orders. “No more thanking me. Don’t ever think you don’t deserve this, okay? I want to take care of our home. I want to take care of you.”

The two of you eat pizza, and while you watch the tv screen, Mark watches you.

The sweetness of your laugh. The way you munch on your food. Your hair and your clothes and the way you wipe your fingers on a napkin. “C’mere,” he says.

Selfish, he knows, but he interrupts your eating to draw you into his lap. Your weight atop his thighs grounds him like noticing else. He peers up at you, and he knows he’s got that look in his eyes that you always make fun of. You’ve often told him that he looks lovesick, and that’s exactly what he is. He tucks your hair back behind your ears so he can see your face. “You’re incredible. And I know you can do things by yourself, but you don’t have to, okay? Not with me.”

You nod, bowing your head to avert his gaze. “Yeah, I know.”

He holds your face, and rubs his thumb across your jaw. Your eyelids flutter closed. “I’m not fussing at you. Promise. I’m so proud of you, and I’ll be just as proud of you if you take time to rest.”

He pulls your face to his and kisses you sweetly, reveling in the softness of your mouth and the lovely, lovely sounds that escape you. He loves the way you melt against him, the way you trust him to take care of the burdens you’ve held onto for so long. He’s Mark Lee after all, he can handle it.

You tuck your face against his neck, cuddling as close to him as you can. “I love you,” you mumble sleepily.

He kisses your head, feeling accomplished. “I love you more.”