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@belcvedsouls
games were always HISā¦forte. but allow me this one moment of self indulgence.
i just wanted to appreciate markās shirt thanks
overstimulate your sub until theyāre crying and whimperingĀ āplease, please i canāt. i canātā and then whisperĀ ātake itā into their ears while fucking into them even harder
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 hadnāt 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.
āAnti,ā Dark says calmly, softly, ā-whatās with you?ā
He places a cold hand to Antiās forehead, wincing at how hot Anti was.
āOh, my poor darling, youāre sick?ā
Dark keeps his hands on Anti just in case he passes out, right now he didnāt look far from it. His hands gently ghost against the scar, then he sighs softly.
āAlright, let me take care of you, will you let me?ā
Heās hopeful, but this is all so new.
{ @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.
āFlu?ā Dark arches a brow.
Anti couldnāt be used to being sick, or perhaps his body wasnāt used to fighting off sickness. Anti was a glitch after all, Dark couldnāt get sick since he was literally a walking corpse.
āYouāre in no shape to be using your energy, hell you can barely stand.ā
Dark gently lifts Anti up from under his knees, being cautious of making any sudden movements. He looked like heād pass out any second and Darkās heart couldnāt 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.
āIs it too warm in here? Are you comfortable?ā
Stop panicking!
His aura flashed blue behind him for a split second, if youād blinked youād probably have missed it.
āWhere have you been?ā (ahh sorry couldn't resist angst ;; )
Markās heart thumps heavily as he shuts the front door.
āI went out for a walk, thatās all..ā he says as he gently brushes passed Dark.
He wasnāt lying because he couldnāt with Dark, he wouldnāt dare try.
āIām sorry if I-ā¦I just needed to get out was all, thereās only so much I can do in here.ā
Heād been working hard, very hard on so many different projects at once. He pushed himself harder than usual, he needed a break.
āIām rambling, how-how are you?ā
Mark turns to face Dark quickly, his back against the kitchen counter.
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āMm?ā
Mark furrows his brows, heād already been drifting off before Dark. It was getting harder for him to sleep as every time he did, heād 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 strangelyā¦comforting.
He felt like he could stay like this forever.
Mark slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his face and sitting up, āSorry I was- I was to.ā
He could do with a nap, having been awoken from a horrible nightmare last night. They felt like they were getting worse, he didnāt know why.
āIt was nice though right? Just taking yourself away from work.ā
Once Mark is shifting, the entity is blinking open his eyes before rubbing at them blearily.
āMm⦠Itās fineā¦ā He murmurs out groggily, a yawn escaping his lips as he himself sits up, before heās glancing over at Mark.
And then, his brows are furrowing in slight concern as charcoal hues examine the other. Heās silent for a moment, head tilting just slightly to the side, before an icy hand raises up to cup the otherās cheek.
āIt⦠Was nice while it lasted,ā Itās softly said, guilt beginning to weigh slowly down on his shoulders, āBut⦠Have you been doing alright lately, my dear?ā
Work of course was always at the front of his mind, his search for peace and vengeance always tainting his thoughts. He supposes itās been causing him to neglect his duties as a⦠āgoodā lover. He hasnāt spent time with Mark like this in⦠A long whileā¦
But, heās just been so close to finding him!Ā He knew it.
Though, Mark didnāt deserve that, did he?
Naturally, Mark gently nudged against Darkās hand and gently placed a kiss to his fingertips.
āIām good, I am!ā
Liar.
āJust having a rough time sleeping is all.ā
He doesnāt tell Dark about the nightmares, he doesnāt say how sometimes heās in them and how graphic they could be, about all the tall shadow men he seeās in the corner of the bedroom.
Heās having them almost every night, he doesnāt know the reason.
āEh, Iāll get through it, I mean theyāre only dreams!ā
Mark sits up and leans back into the sofa, stretching out his arms and yawning. On top of the lack of sleep, itās been getting harder to think of what videos to make.
Even though his friends tell him to take time off, he didnāt think Dark would be happy about it. Mark sighs softly, heās already taken so much time already.
Send "š¤" to gently trace my muse's jaw to slowly wake them up
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 hadnāt 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.
āAnti,ā Dark says calmly, softly, ā-whatās with you?ā
He places a cold hand to Antiās forehead, wincing at how hot Anti was.
āOh, my poor darling, youāre sick?ā
Dark keeps his hands on Anti just in case he passes out, right now he didnāt look far from it. His hands gently ghost against the scar, then he sighs softly.
āAlright, let me take care of you, will you let me?ā
Heās hopeful, but this is all so new.
{ @septic-dreams }
āi will roll you up in this blanket if you donāt march your butt to bed right now.ā
āOh no, please donāt.ā
Mark sing songs teasingly, grinning wide as he stretches out his arms then yawns.
Heād been recording for awhile, at some point heād lost track of the time.
āPleeease donāt take me to bed, how awful thatād be!ā
Mark grins again, his arms falling limp besides him.
soft and fuzzy sentence starters
āi will roll you up in this blanket if you donāt march your butt to bed right now.ā
āhold still, i need to clean your face.ā
ādo you want a piggyback ride?ā
ālook, iām threatening you with tickles. and if i were you, i would take that threat seriously.ā
āyou make me proud every day.ā
ādo you know how much i love you?ā
āyou can have as many hugs as you want.ā
āyouāre adorable when youāre half-asleep, you know that?ā
āi called because i miss you. a lot.ā
āare you coming home soon?ā
āthis couch is big enough for the both of us.ā
āwe can share.ā
āi built a blanket fort.ā
āis it okay if i hold your hand?ā
āno fair! you know iām ticklish!ā
āyouāre such a sleepyhead.ā
āi know you didnāt just try sneaking out of here without your coat and hat.ā
āiām glad you had fun today, but itās time you got some shut-eye.ā
āhold my hand.ā
āyou look comfy.ā
āyou make me proud every day.ā (omg! hi friendo! :D it's good to see you again!)
āI uh-āĀ
Mark fiddles with his fingers, heās shy and it shows through so easily with Dark.Ā
He nervously scratches the back of his neck, smiling at his lover.
āIām- thank you, thank you..āĀ
Heās trying.Ā
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āItās definitely nice being close to you, with LA heat.ā
Mark huffs a tiny chuckle, smiling as Dark presses a kiss to his neck. It was too nice, far too nice.
āCan I ask you something?ā Mark says as he tightens his hold a little around Darkās waist.
āI was talking with- I was talking with Wilford the other day and- and he said how youāre such a sweetheart.ā
Mark laughs into the nape of his lovers neck, his fingers lightly stroking Darkās back.
āHeās right you now, you might not think it and I know- I know itās difficult for you sometimes but youāre so sweet, Iām incredibly lucky to have you.ā
He has to swallow and fight back the tears, he wasnāt going to ruin the moment with being overwhelmed.
āJust- I love you.ā
The entity is huffing out a small chuckle at the comment, nuzzling against his loverās neck, āIām happy to help cool you down anytime. My icy heart is yours.ā
And then, heās cupping the back of Markās head, voice taking on a gentle tone, āOf course, my dear. You can ask me anything.ā
Heās silent as he listens, charcoal hues slowly widening, before heās blinking back as if astounded. Him? A sweetheart? Will thought that of him? Mark thought so too?
Heās swallowing, pale cheeks darkening just a tad.
āI⦠You think Iām sweet?ā Ā
Heās positively at a loss for words, struggling to get his bearings. How⦠Ironically sweet. Heās then pressing a kiss to Markās cheek, a gentle sigh escaping him.
āYou 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 donāt understand it, but it draws me to youā¦ā And now heās getting emotional⦠But, of course heāll never admit it, āI⦠I love you too⦠Iām proud to call you mine.ā
Mark has the biggest smile on his face, heās holding Darkās hands.
āWell, you should know by now that Iām full of surprises!ā
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 Darkās hand then letās go.
āSorry for blubbering like a baby, itās just- been a while since Iāve felt this happy.ā
He quickly wipes his tears away, sniffling softly. Normally heād be embarrassed, but with Dark he just couldnāt.
āIām happy to call you mine, Iām forever grateful.ā
āWhere have you been?ā (ahh sorry couldn't resist angst ;; )
Markās heart thumps heavily as he shuts the front door.
āI went out for a walk, thatās all..ā he says as he gently brushes passed Dark.
He wasnāt lying because he couldnāt with Dark, he wouldnāt dare try.
āIām sorry if I-ā¦I just needed to get out was all, thereās only so much I can do in here.ā
Heād been working hard, very hard on so many different projects at once. He pushed himself harder than usual, he needed a break.
āIām rambling, how-how are you?ā
Mark turns to face Dark quickly, his back against the kitchen counter.
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āI know sweetheart, cāmon,ā Mark runs his fingers over Darkās shoulders, then he switched to massaging him.
He loved massaging Dark, as weird as it was.
He loved making Dark happy.
āItāll do you good, come and sit down, clear that wonderful mind of yours then you can get back to working,ā Mark takes Darkās hand and sits besides him, ā-but only when you feel like it, alright? Especially with this mystery trip of yours.ā
Mark slides closer to Dark, resting his head against the entityās shoulder. He sighs softly, one hand gently stroking Darkās leg.
āItās alright, trust me, relax.ā
Even Dark needed to hear those words sometimes, he knew things Dark wouldnāt dare tell anyone else. He kept them close to his heart.
Itās strange⦠How Mark is able to easily soothe him. How heās 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 heās being guided to the couch. Darkās 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?
Heās finding himself pausing before heās giving a nod, ā⦠Alright, I suppose a break is in order.ā Ā
He lets himself be sat down, observing Mark quietly as he rests his head upon his shoulder. He didnāt realize how stiff he was until Mark is telling him to relax, hands tightly gripped together in his lap, posture tense as if heās about to stand again.
Ohā¦
Heās taking a deep breath, hands loosening their hold upon one another, before heās hesitantly wrapping an arm around his lover. And then, heās 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.
āI trust you,ā He mumbles, pressing a kiss against Markās temple, before a slight smile is quirking upon his lips.
And then, after a moment he realizes thereās⦠A small problemā¦
Heās drifting off, eyes drooping closed on their own accord, before heās blinking to keep himself awake.
āMark⦠I think we should standā¦ā He makes no move to do such a thing, āIāll⦠Fall asleepā¦āĀ Ā
āMm?ā
Mark furrows his brows, heād already been drifting off before Dark. It was getting harder for him to sleep as every time he did, heād 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, āSorry I was- I was to.ā
He could do with a nap, having been awoken from a horrible nightmare last night. They felt like they were getting worse, he didnāt know why.
āIt was nice though right? Just taking yourself away from work.ā
just a boy and his guitar.
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 someoneās hand around my neck. damn. I need someone to be rough w me.
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.
āDark?ā He snapped around, feeling the familiar cool air pooling around him.
Dark was always so cold. āIām sorry I- I shouldnāt have-ā
Mark froze, he knew that look in Darkās eyes. He couldnāt move, paralysed.
Like a hunter with itās prey.
{ @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.
Mark hadnāt expected that, he hadnāt expected Darkās episode to be this bad. It wasnāt his fault, he knew Dark wasnāt aware of what he was doing, Mark shouldnāt of summoned him.
Itās your fault
āDark-ā Mark flinches, his body trembling. He wasnāt good at yelling, heād rather be hit a million times over than be yelled at-
āDark, flower, please just- i-itās me okay? Iām not him..ā
He puts emphasis on āhimā, Mark keeps his voice as calm and as steady as he can. Heād be lying if he said he wasnāt terrified, Dark was terrifying when he was like this.
āFlower, itās okay, youāre my pink flower..ā
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?"
Mark flinched, whined loudly.
It was more of a wail.
Watery puppy eyes stare at Dark, his body shaking as he grips onto the entityās shoulders.
Please donāt do this please
āDark-ā
Itās all Mark manages to say before tears roll down his cheeks, heās not mad at Dark because it was never his fault.
He was mad at himself, more than anything.
āCome back please, Iām scared...ā
āHappy Birthday,ā 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. āIād 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.
āI- thank you, thank you this is- wow.ā
Mark stares at the box for a second before carefully unwrapping it, he lifts the lid and gasps.
āOh wow, Dark, this is- Iām speechless.ā
A wide grin splits across Markās face as he slides the ring on his ring finger, because of course he does.
āItās beautiful, thank you so much.ā
Mark presses a kiss to Darkās lips, soft but full of so much love.
āYouāre the most thoughtful..ā
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.
āDark?ā He snapped around, feeling the familiar cool air pooling around him.
Dark was always so cold. āIām sorry I- I shouldnāt have-ā
Mark froze, he knew that look in Darkās eyes. He couldnāt move, paralysed.
Like a hunter with itās prey.
{ @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.
Mark hadnāt expected that, he hadnāt expected Darkās episode to be this bad. It wasnāt his fault, he knew Dark wasnāt aware of what he was doing, Mark shouldnāt of summoned him.
Itās your fault
āDark-ā Mark flinches, his body trembling. He wasnāt good at yelling, heād rather be hit a million times over than be yelled at-
āDark, flower, please just- i-itās me okay? Iām not him..ā
He puts emphasis on āhimā, Mark keeps his voice as calm and as steady as he can. Heād be lying if he said he wasnāt terrified, Dark was terrifying when he was like this.
āFlower, itās okay, youāre my pink flower..ā