#dark angel!mark

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Angel Flu

Angel!Ethan, Dark Angel!Mark --------------- Ethan buried himself further under the covers of his and Mark's shared bed. His head was throbbing harshly, making him shut his eyes tightly in an attempt to ignore the pain. He really didn't want to wake Mark, but he didn't feel good at all and he was getting anxious. Suddenly, a violent cough rattled through his body and he whimpered a bit at how it made his sides hurt. For comfort, he curled into a ball and tried to wrap himself in his wings. However, another cough shook through him, followed by about six more. His coughing fit left his sore throat hurting even more than before. More whimpering followed, Ethan tried his best not to cry. Firstly, because he wasn't a fledgling anymore. He was an (almost) full grown angel and he wanted to prove that to Mark. Second, because Mark was snoozing peacefully besides him and Ethan knew Mark didn't like to be woken up. Crying would not help. Unfortunately, two more coughs and a sneeze assaulted him and he simply couldn't restrain from letting out a pained whine. It was followed soon after by a few quiet sobs. "Ethan?" Came a gruff voice from the darkness. "Mark." The younger angel replied in a small voice, sniffling. Ethan grimanced at how he sounded. He immediately cleared his aching throat and tried to make it seem like he wasn't crying. "What's wrong, baby?" Mark asked gently. He got up as slowly as possible, then searched with his hands for Ethan. He frowned once his touch reached the light angel. Ethan was shaking under the covers, curled up tightly. "Nothing," Eth whimpered, accompanied by a sneeze. Mark shook his head, still drowsy, then carefully peeled the covers away from Ethan's body. In the dim light, a glistening layer of sweat was visible across his skin. "Ethan," Mark mumbled in concern. He only got a whimper in reply, so he placed his hands to his young friend's forehead. It was burning hot to the touch, confirming Mark's suspicions. "It hurts, Moo." Ethan croaked. "I know, baby," Mark brushed some of Ethan's sweat-soaked hair out of his face, "I think you're just a little sick." "You said that we don't get sick." "We don't," Mark huffed pointedly, "Unless we're very stupid and don't listen to older angels that know a lot better." "Flying in a thunderstorm isn't stupid, it's fun," Ethan grumbled, then coughed. Mark sighed and rolled his eyes, "What am I going to do with you?" "Make it better," Ethan demanded in a hoarse voice. He puffed out his wings intimidatingly. "Sorry, thunderboy," Mark said, "Angel Flu isn't something I can heal. You'll be better in a day or two, just go back to sleep." Mark lied back down on his side and settled in to doze off. Now that he knew what was plaguing Ethan, he could rest without worry. The flu never killed anyone, especially angels. Besides, it'd be good for Ethan to learn not to do stupid things. A series of coughs racked through Ethan's body on the other side of the bed. "There's really nothing you can do to make it better?" He whimpered, nuzzling his face into Mark's pitch black wings.. "I'm sorry," Mark replied with a yawn, though he felt bad for the angel, "It's not exactly like there's medicine." Ethan let out another whine, so Mark added, "Some people say hugs are the best medicine, you know." Before he could regret saying it, Mark was pounced on by his fellow angel and tackled into a hug. Ethan was still damp with sweat and shivering, and his voice didn't sound good, but Mark smiled at how content he seemed in the moment. Ethan nuzzled into Mark's chest and made a small, happy noise almost resembling a coo. "Alright, now sleep," the dark angel chuckled, running a hand up and down Ethan's back, "You need rest." Ethan was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can I have more medicine tomorrow?" "Yeah," Mark held Ethan's head tightly to his chest and nuzzled his head at the base of the soft white wings. "You can have more medicine."

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(Part 1)I like to think that angle! Eth has insanely long wings that even drag on the ground a little bit and mark's are a bit shorter and slightly tattered (the whole dark thing) and so the ends of Eth's wings always get really dirty and so at the end of the day Mark-o always helps clean his feathers off because even though it's super tedious and hard he knows how much it bugs Eth (poor blue literally broke down once because he couldn't handle his wings being messy)...-🔥

(Part 2) So every night Mark helps blue bird clean each individual feather so that Eth-Y boy is happy and content with the state of his wings -🔥————-/—Frick this is really cute, also once he’s almost done and like down to the last few feathers at the base of Ethan’s wings Eth plops down on this lap to be more comfortable and probably falls asleep while Mark is cleaning and agh

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Two bros of a feather

Dark angel! Mark and angel!Ethan. Not exactly romantic but I promise it's still cute - Mark wasn't really sure if Ethan slept. As angels, it wasn't as if it were necessary. Especially to a newbie like Eth, sleeping probably seemed like the most boring thing in the world. He hadn't been on Earth long enough to learn how to value such a thing. A long, peaceful rest after a tiring day. Letting yourself drift off, out of consciousness, while the world fades away... Well, regardless of whether Ethan slept or not, Mark, renowned dark angel, did. And he did not appreciate being woken up by hyperactive blue-haired white-feathered angels in the middle of the night. Waking with a start, Mark's eyes flung open. Good use that was, with the room pitch black. It wasn't hard to tell what had woken him from his sleep, though. At the end of the bed, he could hear the rustle of wings and the squeaking of springs as a certain angel bounced up and down on the mattress. With the combination of the loud noise and rocking sensation, who would possibly be able to sleep through that? Mark groaned, but sat up nonetheless. There was no use in pretending to still be asleep. Ethan would continue being persistent, as Mark had learned from previous experiences. Many previous experiences. Taking in a white-wing, however adorable he may be, was proving to be a very taxing job. "Have I told you how much I want to kill you?" The dark angel muttered, brushing back dark tangled locks from his forehead. "I'm pretty sure you have," Ethan responded simply, innocent smile no doubt plastered on that stupid face of his. He always had a cheery, innocent smile. It was infuriating. "Why did you wake me up this time?" Mark asked with a yawn. His wings hurt slightly from falling asleep in a bad position, but he figured he'd be back to sleep in a few minutes anyways. No point worrying about his wings. Instead of a vocal response, Mark just felt the bed dip further beneath his fellow angel. "You better not be about to ask what I think you are," the older angel warned. And yet, he went ahead. "Can we go flying?" Ethan asked, like a little kid would ask for candy. His voice had a pleading tone to it. Immediate groaning resulted from the other side of the bed. Ethan's face drooped with disappointment. That was not a sound that meant anything close to yes. "We went flying. All. Fucking. Day. Yesterday," Mark growled, perhaps a little harsher than he'd intended. In his defense, he had just been woken up. Ethan simply whimpered in response, inching closer on the bed until he was on top of Mark's outstretched legs. This drew an eye roll from the dark angel. What was he, four hundred? Was this just how white wings acted, like children? "No," Mark said. "Please?" "No," he repeated, this time crossing his arms. "My wings are sore and I'm tired. Go out on your own." The light angel got off of Mark's leg, but still didn't leave. Really tonight? Couldn't Mark catch some beauty sleep for once? Of course not. Ethan had curled up into a pouty ball and was obviously not leaving until he was acknowledged. Any second now and...there go the waterworks. Okay, maybe Mark was being a bit of an asshole. That's not exactly something he could help doing. He sighed, stretching out his pitch black wings and crawling over to Eth on the bed. "Stop crying," he said softly, sounding only a little irritated. "I'm not," Ethan snapped, burying his face in his knees. He sniffled loudly. Mark let out another sigh, then reluctantly wrapped an arm around Ethan's shoulders. He was pretty sure this counted as some form of emotional blackmail. "Is it really that important to you?" Mark asked. Ethan nodded. Of course flying was important to him. What the heck else was supposed to feel familiar in this place? "Okay, fine then," he grumbled, "You win. I'll go." Ethan's head shot up and he beamed at Mark, eyes glowing with happiness. "Only for a little while, though, and then we're coming back," Mark quickly added. Despite this, he was still attacked with a hug that made his wings splay out in surprise. Mark refrained from pulling back, instead wiping a tear from Eth's chin. "It's really not that big of a deal," he informed the younger, eager to escape as he awkwardly patted his back. "My brothers used to take me flying at night," Ethan explained, only tightening his grip before finally letting go, "Back when I...Yeah. It means a lot to me." Mark gave him a small smile, unable to resist, then kissed the top of his head. He remembered missing his brothers. Centuries and centuries ago when he still remembered what having brothers was like. He missed them, despite his hatred for them at being cast down. That feeling, knowing you'll never get to see your closest loved ones again...Mark didn't want Ethan feeling it. Besides, maybe Ethan wouldn't miss his old brothers as much if he could find a new one right here on Earth. Granted, Mark thought, most brothers have the same colored wings. Seeing Ethan gazing up at him with those grateful, big blue eyes, Mark mentally added: Adopted brothers were still brothers.

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Omfg someone being mean or rude to angel eth and dark angel mark has to be held back from maiming them

“I could just kill him, right now, nobody would know.”

“Mark we’re in public, come on lets go.”

“Can I kill him when we’re not in public?”

“No!”

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So one night angel!Eth has a really bad nightmare about getting cast out and wakes up terrified so mark just picks him up and takes him to the roof and they just sit there until the sun comes up and eth has never seen a sunrise before... cuz of reasons... and seeing all the different colors distracted him long enough to stop panicking and as hes just staring in awe @ the sky mark starts to realize how much hes startin to love this kid and its a just a really cute moment between the two

awwww this is so sweet

(oops now Eth wants to get up early a lot to see sunsets and Mark kinda just wants to sleep but he joins Eth on the roof anyway)

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gawsh, what if angel!eth's wings slowly get dirtier as time goes on bc he's on earth and he desperately tries to keep them clean and white and shiny but some of the color sticks and mark keeps telling him that his grey, speckled wings are just as beautiful as the pure white ones ever were - rose

Awwww baby birb bois

What about Mark getting sappy and writing a poem about how beautiful Ethan’s grey wings are and he somehow finds every beautiful grey thing ever to compare them to and he somehow words a cloudy day to seem like the greatest thing ever in the poem and when Ethan reads it he cries because it’s so sweet

(This also makes me think that dark angel Mark is secretly an amazing poet with lots of experience from spending so long and earth and might’ve even worked with famous poets like Edgar Allan Poe or Robert Frost or both and wow literature crazed dark angel sign me up)

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My question is, how does the team play into dark angel! Mark and angel! Eth. This whole time I've kinda seen it as Mark was chillin with the team before Eth came along and maybe one day while Mark was hanging around the office, the rest of the team went out and stumbled upon Eth and brought him back (because who wouldn't want two feather bois?) but I'm curious to see what you've been thinkin about this. Are they even apart of this au?-🔥

Yeah totally! There’s like 3 different things I’ve thought of which is

•similar to this where marko already had some friendos (the team) but they weren’t very close (mark has learned an “every man for himself” set of ideals and isn’t quick to abandon them) until Ethan came along and showed Mark that friends are the best fucking things ever duh

•me n rose discussed Eth and mark having a sort of “flock” with vampire!amy (who is innocent and pure and takes care of baby animals and is so good) human Kathryn and dragon ty (dragon ty is courtesy of Roman)

•another possibility which is kind of what I originally thought but is also real boring would be Mark finding Eth and taking him in and Ethan is a friend magnet and eventually ends up making best friends with Ty and Amy and Kathryn and Mark doesn’t like them stealing Ethan away from him at first but then he ends up having tons of fun and is a happy birb boi and ahhh

But I’m honestly open to anything with these two birbies so hc away with whatever scenario of meeting the team you can come up with it’s gonna be cute no matter what so

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listen up:

Dark angel Mark. Pitch black wings and eyes that can strike fear into your heart with one glance and enough power to destroy everything that is within a day. Dark angel Mark who's been living for thousands of years with an ice cold heart and has probably done absolutely horrible things that would make people's insides twist upon hearing about them. Probably lights himself on fire for fun because it's harmless to him and occasionally someone will spot him and freak the fuck out. Okay, got it? Now imagine Dark angel Mark meeting human Ethan and feeling love for the first time and feeling butterflies. He has no idea what this fuzzy feeling is but he hates it and why is he flustered? Dark angels don't get flustered. He also thinks Ethan is incredibly naive and he just wants to protect him to every extent. And through his conflicted, confusing feelings he stutters out something that Ethan interprets as being asked out on a date? So they end up dating and Mark is just being so utterly happy inside for the first time so he drops everything and like? Devotes himself entirely to the relationship and keeps trying to impress Eth even though they're already boyfriends. His methods probably aren't the best though. Like they're cuddling and Mark will seductively be like "I want to do something romantic for you" Ethan will reply "Like?" And then Mark says "Like, sacrifice 13 virgins on an altar or burn a cathedral or something. Wait-no-that's cliché, how do you feel about satanic rituals where---" "Mark!" "Sorry. Dinner and a movie then?" Dark angel blushes and smiles in embarrassment. "Yes. Disney movies. You could use it" • Basically my point: Dark angel! Mark wrapping around sleeping Eth and covering him with his black wings and hissing at anyone on the team who gets too close