omg hear me out!!! the witch reader and mark and what happens when they casted a truth spell on them ?! like imagine the whole day, it’s just mark rambling about his deepest thoughts, no matter how silly and reader just like “good to know he really loves me” (also loveee your writing during this invincible fic drought)
Ooooh this is such a good request!! I can already imagine Mark just rambling non-stop while Reader is loving every second of it lol💖
You were at your desk, carefully enchanting a small charm meant to improve focus when Mark walked in. Still wearing his Invincible suit, dirt smudged across his cheek.
“What’s that?” he asked. Peering over your shoulder.
“Just a simple focusing spell” you said. “WAIT DONT TOUCH IT”
But of course, Mark’s curiosity was stronger than your warning. Before you could stop him, he reached out, touching the crystal. The glow flared bright, warm, and Mark blinked rapidly.
“Huh” he said. “Weird. I feel like I need to talk.”
You stared at him. “Talk about what?”
“I dunno” Mark shrugged. “Like I noticed how you changed your shampoo and your hair smells amazing. And how cute you look when you’re concentrating.. Oh…oh no, what the–”
You bit your lip, stifling a giggle. “I think you may have triggered a truth spell.”
“A what now?” Mark asked, looking horrified.
“A truth spell,” you repeated, trying not to grin. “It makes you say whatever’s on your mind.”
“Okay,” Mark said carefully. “Okay, that’s… fine. I just won’t talk.” Slapping a hand over his mouth.
That lasted ten seconds before he groaned loudly.
“God, you’re so pretty,” he blurted, hands still over his face. “Like, unfair levels of pretty. It’s distracting sometimes. Like, one time last week I was thinking about your smile during a fight and I nearly got punched in the face. Oh my god, I’m still talking.”
Mark whined, pacing around the room. “I think about kissing you like every five seconds! And you know what’s worse? Sometimes I practice what I’m gonna say to you in the mirror because I don’t wanna sound like a dork. But guess what? I sound like a dork anyway!”
“No wonder you take so long in the bathroom,” you grinned.
“Oh my god,” Mark muttered. “I’m gonna die.”
You tried to reverse the spell, but it lingered far longer than intended. Throughout the day, Mark’s nonstop rambling followed you everywhere. Even when he was flying you home after a mission, he was still at it. “you smell nice, that one time you wore my hoodie, I didn’t wash it for like a week because it smelled like you”
“I seriously don’t get how you make magic look so easy,” Mark said, voice a little softer this time. “Like, you’re just... amazing. Even when I’m having a bad day, just being around you makes it better. And sometimes I feel like you don’t know how incredible you are. I wanna tell you every single time I see you, but I don’t wanna annoy you. So I just shut up about it but now I can’t shut up about it and… I really love you, okay?”
The words hit you harder than you expected. For once, Mark’s voice was quiet. Sincere. Raw.
“You mean that?” you asked softly.
“I can’t lie right now,” he said with a lopsided smile.
Finally, you managed to break the spell and Mark lets out a loud sigh of relief, immediately covering his face.
“I’m never showing my face again,” he mumbled. You leaned forward. Pressing a kiss to his cheek.
“Why? I kinda liked hearing how much you love me.”
“I’m never gonna live this down,” Mark groaned.
“Nope,” you smiled. “Not a chance.”
