[lum1natrix]

games were always HIS…forte. but allow me this one moment of self indulgence.

[thedgeofsleep]

i just wanted to appreciate mark’s shirt thanks

[anomalousangel]

overstimulate your sub until they’re crying and whimpering “please, please i can’t. i can’t” and then whisper “take it” into their ears while fucking into them even harder

[thedgeofsleep]

[belcvedsouls]

Anti glitched into Dark's living room, stumbling as he materialized. The glitchy entity was paler than normal, his eyes a little hazy and his face flushed from fever. His neck scar looked like it was ready to open up and start bleeding again. He was really sick and he hadn't known anyone else to turn to. Jack and the other Septics were busy, plus Henrik was still pissed at him. (( I was craving some fluff of Dark tending to Anti while he's sick ~septic dreams ))

Well, Dark certainly hadn’t expected this during his time off.

Visits from Anti were rare, it was mutual to keep it that way. Dark liked his time alone, Anti could be...a lot to take in sometimes.

However, this time he immediately knew something was off with the glitch.

“Anti,” Dark says calmly, softly, “-what’s with you?”

He places a cold hand to Anti’s forehead, wincing at how hot Anti was.

“Oh, my poor darling, you’re sick?”

Dark keeps his hands on Anti just in case he passes out, right now he didn’t look far from it. His hands gently ghost against the scar, then he sighs softly.

“Alright, let me take care of you, will you let me?”

He’s hopeful, but this is all so new.

{ @septic-dreams }

[septic-dreams]

Anti leaned into his touch when Dark checked his temperature, the cold hand feeling nice against his feverish skin. Normally he'd be more hesitant to let himself enjoy a gentle touch but he was pretty out of it, fatigued and achy all over. He nodded at Dark's first question.

"Bad flu," He croaked out, his voice rough and barely there. His throat was really sore from all the coughing and muscus draining down his throat from his sinuses. The coughing was further irritating his neck scar, which had a tendency to reopen when he was stressed or really sick.

He nodded again when Dark requested to take care of him. As much as the glitch normally liked to be independent, he was in no shape to be taking care of himself. He could barely even stand, it was a wonder he managed to glitch here without much trouble.

Right now he just wanted curl up in a warm blanket and lay down, maybe try and take a nap. Getting sick like this was pretty stressful on his body, his immune system not really capable of dealing with it since he was technically dead.

[belcvedsouls]

“Flu?” Dark arches a brow.

Anti couldn’t be used to being sick, or perhaps his body wasn’t used to fighting off sickness. Anti was a glitch after all, Dark couldn’t get sick since he was literally a walking corpse.

“You’re in no shape to be using your energy, hell you can barely stand.”

Dark gently lifts Anti up from under his knees, being cautious of making any sudden movements. He looked like he’d pass out any second and Dark’s heart couldn’t deal with that.

Dark liked to think he was calm on the outside, but inside he easily broke when it came to people he loved.

That was still strange for him to say.

Dark rested Anti in his bedroom, which was more than suitable for the sick glitch. He always made sure to have plush pillows and fluffy covers.

“Is it too warm in here? Are you comfortable?“

Stop panicking!

His aura flashed blue behind him for a split second, if you’d blinked you’d probably have missed it.

[belcvedsouls]

“Where have you been?” (ahh sorry couldn't resist angst ;; )

Mark’s heart thumps heavily as he shuts the front door.

“I went out for a walk, that’s all..” he says as he gently brushes passed Dark.

He wasn’t lying because he couldn’t with Dark, he wouldn’t dare try.

“I’m sorry if I-…I just needed to get out was all, there’s only so much I can do in here.”

He’d been working hard, very hard on so many different projects at once. He pushed himself harder than usual, he needed a break.

“I’m rambling, how-how are you?”

Mark turns to face Dark quickly, his back against the kitchen counter.

[thelightfalls]

belcvedsouls

“Mm?”

Mark furrows his brows, he’d already been drifting off before Dark. It was getting harder for him to sleep as every time he did, he’d be woken up by nightmares.

There were these rare times he got where he thought of nothing, stillness as he laid against Dark. Mark was most content with him, it was so strangely…comforting.

He felt like he could stay like this forever.

Mark slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his face and sitting up, “Sorry I was- I was to.”

He could do with a nap, having been awoken from a horrible nightmare last night. They felt like they were getting worse, he didn’t know why.

“It was nice though right? Just taking yourself away from work.”

Once Mark is shifting, the entity is blinking open his eyes before rubbing at them blearily.

“Mm… It’s fine…” He murmurs out groggily, a yawn escaping his lips as he himself sits up, before he’s glancing over at Mark.

And then, his brows are furrowing in slight concern as charcoal hues examine the other. He’s silent for a moment, head tilting just slightly to the side, before an icy hand raises up to cup the other’s cheek.

“It… Was nice while it lasted,” It’s softly said, guilt beginning to weigh slowly down on his shoulders, “But… Have you been doing alright lately, my dear?”

Work of course was always at the front of his mind, his search for peace and vengeance always tainting his thoughts. He supposes it’s been causing him to neglect his duties as a… ‘good’ lover. He hasn’t spent time with Mark like this in… A long while…

But, he’s just been so close to finding him! He knew it.

Though, Mark didn’t deserve that, did he?

[belcvedsouls]

Naturally, Mark gently nudged against Dark’s hand and gently placed a kiss to his fingertips.

“I’m good, I am!”

Liar.

“Just having a rough time sleeping is all.”

He doesn’t tell Dark about the nightmares, he doesn’t say how sometimes he’s in them and how graphic they could be, about all the tall shadow men he see’s in the corner of the bedroom.

He’s having them almost every night, he doesn’t know the reason.

“Eh, I’ll get through it, I mean they’re only dreams!”

Mark sits up and leans back into the sofa, stretching out his arms and yawning. On top of the lack of sleep, it’s been getting harder to think of what videos to make.

Even though his friends tell him to take time off, he didn’t think Dark would be happy about it. Mark sighs softly, he’s already taken so much time already.

[achiveofmemes]

Send "🤞" to gently trace my muse's jaw to slowly wake them up

[belcvedsouls]

Anti glitched into Dark's living room, stumbling as he materialized. The glitchy entity was paler than normal, his eyes a little hazy and his face flushed from fever. His neck scar looked like it was ready to open up and start bleeding again. He was really sick and he hadn't known anyone else to turn to. Jack and the other Septics were busy, plus Henrik was still pissed at him. (( I was craving some fluff of Dark tending to Anti while he's sick ~septic dreams ))

Well, Dark certainly hadn’t expected this during his time off.

Visits from Anti were rare, it was mutual to keep it that way. Dark liked his time alone, Anti could be...a lot to take in sometimes.

However, this time he immediately knew something was off with the glitch.

“Anti,” Dark says calmly, softly, “-what’s with you?”

He places a cold hand to Anti’s forehead, wincing at how hot Anti was.

“Oh, my poor darling, you’re sick?”

Dark keeps his hands on Anti just in case he passes out, right now he didn’t look far from it. His hands gently ghost against the scar, then he sighs softly.

“Alright, let me take care of you, will you let me?”

He’s hopeful, but this is all so new.

{ @septic-dreams }

[belcvedsouls]

“i will roll you up in this blanket if you don’t march your butt to bed right now.”

“Oh no, please don’t.”

Mark sing songs teasingly, grinning wide as he stretches out his arms then yawns.

He’d been recording for awhile, at some point he’d lost track of the time.

“Pleeease don’t take me to bed, how awful that’d be!”

Mark grins again, his arms falling limp besides him.

[rocknmeme]

soft and fuzzy sentence starters

“i will roll you up in this blanket if you don’t march your butt to bed right now.”

“hold still, i need to clean your face.”

“do you want a piggyback ride?”

“look, i’m threatening you with tickles. and if i were you, i would take that threat seriously.”

“you make me proud every day.”

“do you know how much i love you?”

“you can have as many hugs as you want.”

“you’re adorable when you’re half-asleep, you know that?”

“i called because i miss you. a lot.”

“are you coming home soon?”

“this couch is big enough for the both of us.”

“we can share.”

“i built a blanket fort.”

“is it okay if i hold your hand?”

“no fair! you know i’m ticklish!”

“you’re such a sleepyhead.”

“i know you didn’t just try sneaking out of here without your coat and hat.”

“i’m glad you had fun today, but it’s time you got some shut-eye.”

“hold my hand.”

“you look comfy.”

[belcvedsouls]

“you make me proud every day.” (omg! hi friendo! :D it's good to see you again!)

“I uh-” 

Mark fiddles with his fingers, he’s shy and it shows through so easily with Dark. 

He nervously scratches the back of his neck, smiling at his lover.

“I’m- thank you, thank you..” 

He’s trying. 

[thelightfalls]

belcvedsouls

“It’s definitely nice being close to you, with LA heat.”

Mark huffs a tiny chuckle, smiling as Dark presses a kiss to his neck. It was too nice, far too nice.

“Can I ask you something?” Mark says as he tightens his hold a little around Dark’s waist.

“I was talking with- I was talking with Wilford the other day and- and he said how you’re such a sweetheart.”

Mark laughs into the nape of his lovers neck, his fingers lightly stroking Dark’s back.

“He’s right you now, you might not think it and I know- I know it’s difficult for you sometimes but you’re so sweet, I’m incredibly lucky to have you.”

He has to swallow and fight back the tears, he wasn’t going to ruin the moment with being overwhelmed.

“Just- I love you.”

The entity is huffing out a small chuckle at the comment, nuzzling against his lover’s neck, “I’m happy to help cool you down anytime. My icy heart is yours.”

And then, he’s cupping the back of Mark’s head, voice taking on a gentle tone, “Of course, my dear. You can ask me anything.”

He’s silent as he listens, charcoal hues slowly widening, before he’s blinking back as if astounded. Him? A sweetheart? Will thought that of him? Mark thought so too?

He’s swallowing, pale cheeks darkening just a tad.

“I… You think I’m sweet?”  

He’s positively at a loss for words, struggling to get his bearings. How… Ironically sweet. He’s then pressing a kiss to Mark’s cheek, a gentle sigh escaping him.

“You never cease to surprise me… I would have never expected that… For you are far sweeter than myself. You… Bring out the best in me after all. Always so kind… Patient… I don’t understand it, but it draws me to you…” And now he’s getting emotional… But, of course he’ll never admit it, “I… I love you too… I’m proud to call you mine.”

[belcvedsouls]

Mark has the biggest smile on his face, he’s holding Dark’s hands.

“Well, you should know by now that I’m full of surprises!”

He laughs wholeheartedly, despite the tears rolling down his cheeks.

Mark is genuinely happy for the first time in what feels forever, he presses a kiss to Dark’s hand then let’s go.

“Sorry for blubbering like a baby, it’s just- been a while since I’ve felt this happy.”

He quickly wipes his tears away, sniffling softly. Normally he’d be embarrassed, but with Dark he just couldn’t.

“I’m happy to call you mine, I’m forever grateful.”

[belcvedsouls]

“Where have you been?” (ahh sorry couldn't resist angst ;; )

Mark’s heart thumps heavily as he shuts the front door.

“I went out for a walk, that’s all..” he says as he gently brushes passed Dark.

He wasn’t lying because he couldn’t with Dark, he wouldn’t dare try.

“I’m sorry if I-…I just needed to get out was all, there’s only so much I can do in here.”

He’d been working hard, very hard on so many different projects at once. He pushed himself harder than usual, he needed a break.

“I’m rambling, how-how are you?”

Mark turns to face Dark quickly, his back against the kitchen counter.

[thelightfalls]

belcvedsouls

“I know sweetheart, c’mon,” Mark runs his fingers over Dark’s shoulders, then he switched to massaging him.

He loved massaging Dark, as weird as it was.

He loved making Dark happy.

“It’ll do you good, come and sit down, clear that wonderful mind of yours then you can get back to working,” Mark takes Dark’s hand and sits besides him, “-but only when you feel like it, alright? Especially with this mystery trip of yours.”

Mark slides closer to Dark, resting his head against the entity’s shoulder. He sighs softly, one hand gently stroking Dark’s leg.

“It’s alright, trust me, relax.”

Even Dark needed to hear those words sometimes, he knew things Dark wouldn’t dare tell anyone else. He kept them close to his heart.

It’s strange… How Mark is able to easily soothe him. How he’s relaxing against those warm fingers massaging his shoulders, eyes fluttering closed for just a brief moment.

Though, charcoal eyes are quickly opening up once again when he’s being guided to the couch. Dark’s brows are furrowing slightly, as if skeptical, a quick glance thrown to his unfinished paper work- There was so much left to do.

But… Would it really hurt?

He’s finding himself pausing before he’s giving a nod, “… Alright, I suppose a break is in order.”  

He lets himself be sat down, observing Mark quietly as he rests his head upon his shoulder. He didn’t realize how stiff he was until Mark is telling him to relax, hands tightly gripped together in his lap, posture tense as if he’s about to stand again.

Oh…

He’s taking a deep breath, hands loosening their hold upon one another, before he’s hesitantly wrapping an arm around his lover. And then, he’s settling back against the cushions, scooting a little closer to Mark, letting himself relax.

A soft yawn escapes him as he snuggles closer to him.

“I trust you,” He mumbles, pressing a kiss against Mark’s temple, before a slight smile is quirking upon his lips.

And then, after a moment he realizes there’s… A small problem…

He’s drifting off, eyes drooping closed on their own accord, before he’s blinking to keep himself awake.

“Mark… I think we should stand…” He makes no move to do such a thing, “I’ll… Fall asleep…”  

[belcvedsouls]

“Mm?”

Mark furrows his brows, he’d already been drifting off before Dark. It was getting harder for him to sleep as every time he did, he’d be woken up by nightmares.

There were these rare times he got where he thought of nothing, stillness as he laid against Dark. Mark was most content with him, it was so strangely...comforting.

He felt like he could stay like this forever.

Mark slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his face and sitting up, “Sorry I was- I was to.”

He could do with a nap, having been awoken from a horrible nightmare last night. They felt like they were getting worse, he didn’t know why.

“It was nice though right? Just taking yourself away from work.”

[thedgeofsleep]

just a boy and his guitar.

[royallypeculiar]

I wanna be slammed into walls and thrown around on a bed. I wanna be bit, I want hickeys and bruises and bite marks. I need my ass slapped. I need to be held down with someone’s hand around my neck. damn. I need someone to be rough w me.

[belcvedsouls]

He could feel the emotions beginning to bubble up inside of him, his vision going red as rage filled his lungs and polluted his thoughts. At first, he was glad to be alone in the manor, but that bit of relief was quick to leave when he felt himself being summoned elsewhere. It was too late to do anything and Dark's common sense went out the window as he was transported to a familiar location. - @werewolf-mark

Mark had been struggling more than usual.

He just needed...something. Someone.

“Dark?” He snapped around, feeling the familiar cool air pooling around him.

Dark was always so cold. “I’m sorry I- I shouldn’t have-“

Mark froze, he knew that look in Dark’s eyes. He couldn’t move, paralysed.

Like a hunter with it’s prey.

{ @werewolf-mark }

[werewolf-mark]

Dark was not himself anymore, being reduced to nothing more than a broken shell filled with grief and rage.

"You," the word dripped like poison from his lips, fists clenched at his sides as his cold, nearly black hues bored holes into the other's skull. "You will pay for everything you've done to me - to Celine, to William, to everyone! You took everything from me!"

A high-pitched ringing filled the air as Dark's deep voice echoed and bounced off the walls of the room.

He was never this angry at Mark.

[belcvedsouls]

Mark hadn’t expected that, he hadn’t expected Dark’s episode to be this bad. It wasn’t his fault, he knew Dark wasn’t aware of what he was doing, Mark shouldn’t of summoned him.

It’s your fault

“Dark-“ Mark flinches, his body trembling. He wasn’t good at yelling, he’d rather be hit a million times over than be yelled at-

“Dark, flower, please just- i-it’s me okay? I’m not him..”

He puts emphasis on ‘him’, Mark keeps his voice as calm and as steady as he can. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t terrified, Dark was terrifying when he was like this.

“Flower, it’s okay, you’re my pink flower..”

[werewolf-mark]

The ringing grew so intense that anything made of glass or any mirrors nearby simultaneously shattered, leaving shards everywhere. This didn't seem to even make the entity flinch as he stepped towards Mark fearlessly.

"I am done being a pawn in your games, Mark! I will make you suffer, just as you have made me suffer - just as you have made my loved ones suffer!!" he went on, a cold hand roughly gripping Mark's shirt and yanking him forward.

Flower. Pink flower.

Dark stopped, recognition momentarily flashing in his eyes. The strength in his hold faltered, the ringing dulling.

"... What?"

[belcvedsouls]

Mark flinched, whined loudly.

It was more of a wail.

Watery puppy eyes stare at Dark, his body shaking as he grips onto the entity’s shoulders.

Please don’t do this please

“Dark-“

It’s all Mark manages to say before tears roll down his cheeks, he’s not mad at Dark because it was never his fault.

He was mad at himself, more than anything.

“Come back please, I’m scared...”

[belcvedsouls]

“Happy Birthday,” The entity offers Mark a fond smile, an icy hand reaching out to take ahold of one of his hands. His free hand is presenting a small box from his suit pocket, neatly wrapped in black and white wrapping paper, with a red bow to top it. Inside would be a silver ring, decorated in intricate designs, D and M carved in cursive on the inside of it. “I’d be happy to take you anywhere you wish today.

Happy birthday?

What?

...

Oh.

Mark stood unmoving, blinking slowly as he held the box in his hand. The gears were moving slowly in his mind, he was a little shocked, to say the least.

“I- thank you, thank you this is- wow.”

Mark stares at the box for a second before carefully unwrapping it, he lifts the lid and gasps.

“Oh wow, Dark, this is- I’m speechless.”

A wide grin splits across Mark’s face as he slides the ring on his ring finger, because of course he does.

“It’s beautiful, thank you so much.”

Mark presses a kiss to Dark’s lips, soft but full of so much love.

“You’re the most thoughtful..”

[belcvedsouls]

He could feel the emotions beginning to bubble up inside of him, his vision going red as rage filled his lungs and polluted his thoughts. At first, he was glad to be alone in the manor, but that bit of relief was quick to leave when he felt himself being summoned elsewhere. It was too late to do anything and Dark's common sense went out the window as he was transported to a familiar location. - @werewolf-mark

Mark had been struggling more than usual.

He just needed...something. Someone.

“Dark?” He snapped around, feeling the familiar cool air pooling around him.

Dark was always so cold. “I’m sorry I- I shouldn’t have-“

Mark froze, he knew that look in Dark’s eyes. He couldn’t move, paralysed.

Like a hunter with it’s prey.

{ @werewolf-mark }

[werewolf-mark]

Dark was not himself anymore, being reduced to nothing more than a broken shell filled with grief and rage.

"You," the word dripped like poison from his lips, fists clenched at his sides as his cold, nearly black hues bored holes into the other's skull. "You will pay for everything you've done to me - to Celine, to William, to everyone! You took everything from me!"

A high-pitched ringing filled the air as Dark's deep voice echoed and bounced off the walls of the room.

He was never this angry at Mark.

[belcvedsouls]

Mark hadn’t expected that, he hadn’t expected Dark’s episode to be this bad. It wasn’t his fault, he knew Dark wasn’t aware of what he was doing, Mark shouldn’t of summoned him.

It’s your fault

“Dark-“ Mark flinches, his body trembling. He wasn’t good at yelling, he’d rather be hit a million times over than be yelled at-

“Dark, flower, please just- i-it’s me okay? I’m not him..”

He puts emphasis on ‘him’, Mark keeps his voice as calm and as steady as he can. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t terrified, Dark was terrifying when he was like this.

“Flower, it’s okay, you’re my pink flower..”