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oh oh also please darkactor with "carry me" and "you need to take your shirt of" ? Maybe dark ensuring actor doesnt die unless its dark doing it ?? pretty please with a cherry on top
I LOVE this dynamic.
Trigger warnings for blood, gun mention
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Prompt: âCarry me.â / âYou need to take your shirt off.â
Darkâs office door flew open, slamming to the adjacent wall, and two men stumbled in, one leaning heavily into the other as he clamped one hand over his stomach, black seeping through his fingers. Another patch of black spread steadily across his shoulder, soaking his white dress shirt.
âI canât believe you- help me out here!â One of Darkâs knees buckled under Markâs weight and he nearly went down, managing to right them both just before they could topple. Â
âCarry me, then!â Mark snapped, his voice tight and laced with pain.
Darkâs face contorted into a grimace. âYou know I canât.â
âRight.â Mark made a noise that couldâve passed as amusement. âBroken spine.â
âI canât believe you went on Wilfordâs game show. Here-â Dark continued. He eased Mark to the carpet, helping him lean against his heavy, wooden desk. He disappeared around the desk for a few moments, and there was the frantic slam of drawers being opened and shut before he came back with a first-aid kit clutched tightly in gray hands. He got to his knees. âWhat did you think would happen?â
Mark chuckled, leaning his head back to the wood with a quiet thunk. His black eyes tracked Dark as he probed the bullet wound in his shoulder, then pried his hand away from his stomach so he could do the same there, fingers coming away coated in an oily, gleaming substance too thick to truly be blood. His body started to shake as Dark opened the first aid kit. âHe recognized me, at least.â
Now it was Darkâs turn to laugh, a black, bitter thing. âLike fuck he did. Iâm going to have to take your shirt off.â
Mark nodded. Then he waited and watched as Dark undid his ruined dress shirt. His hand came up to grip Darkâs wrist as he started to unclasp the last button, his deathly pale skin oozing through with gray. âWhy are you doing this?â
Dark paused, seeming to collect himself. Then, he met Markâs eye. His expression was something deep and dark. Hurt and angry. âBecause,â he said finally, âThe only one who gets to kill you is me.â
Kinktober Day 8: Spanking
Day 8: Spanking (Dark/Actor)
Actor had the biggest grin on his face as he slipped into Darkâs bedroom. Heâs been craving a certain little thing and he knew just how to get it. He had got out of his way to be as bratty as he could be during the meeting. Sassing Dark, talking out of turn, having some playful, and somewhat flirty, banter with Illinois. Actor knew thatâd held Illinois as well since he felt Yancyâs glare during that. But it was three hours of Dark hiding his annoyance, forcing his tone to be calm and watching his language. Actor had given Dark a wink and skipped away when the meeting ended, both knowing where he was headed.Â
Just throwing that out there but if anyoneâs writing/drawing/doing anything about:
Actor Mark
Marmien
Actor/Dark
Just-Â
tag me, yeet it my way, i wanna see it
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Was tagged by @c0p10uscr4wd4dz !! thank u so much! Rules: tag 9 people you want to know more about Top 3 ships : -Antiaverage(jse egos) Because I love Anti and Chase a lot,and because with this pairing you can explore a loooot of different outcome,which i find fascinating! -Darkactor(mark egos) Again,a lot of interesting outcome with this ship as well.But iâd mostly rely on AUs for these twos since..Well canonically thereâs no way theyâd get along lmao . -Wilashe/Wilnoel(Witchâs Heart) I canât chose between these twos,I find them such interesting characters,and my boy Wilardo deserves some love..Noel too..and Ashe as well pbpbpbpb Lipstick or chapstick? Chaspstick defintely,Gotta keep those lips hydrated and not dry :v Last Song blackbear - hot girl bummer Last movie Cannot remember for the lfie of me :â) Reading: Toilet-bound Hanako-kun !Its a manga I find fun so far! I havenât read everything yet tho 3 random things to make me happy 1-My friends whom iâm close to and I love chatting with,2-whenever people give me feedback on my creations and interact with me (dont be shy blease) aaaand 3-not having to go to class! Tagging the following peeps! : @dumbasticart @irisbunker @lilakennedy @andisepticoi @ari-trash @classicherri @familyof6art @cynical-bagels @avidstarling aaand also @starybinch If i didnt tagged you and you want to do this anyway feel free to :)
Damien put down his book and sighed, looking out the open window next to his bed. The birds chirping, the sun rays falling lazily on the grass and the far, happy chatter of his friends were parts of a scene that the young man would love to take part in, if only his damn hip hadnât decided to make him suffer. Despite the medication, there were these days were the pain was unbearable and he couldnât get up at all and only barely move.
âDames?â
He turned his head towards the voice and saw Mark standing in the doorframe. Damien smiled and tried to sit, but the action sent a flash of pain in his side, making him hiss and letting himself fall back on the bed. He would have fell a bit harder if Mark hadnât rushed to his side to help him lay down correctly again.
âIâll take youâre not getting better?â the other boy asked with a gentle smile.
Damien shook his head âIâm sorry⊠I wish I could be down there with you all but-â
âItâs fine! Itâs not your fault, donât worry. I just came in to check if you werenât too lonely!â
âI⊠honestly, I am. Just a little though, you donât need to worry about me.â
Mark waved his hand to dismiss that last statement.
âOf course I worry about you Damien; youâre my friend, and youâre in pain.â He stopped and frowned, seeming now worried. âYou know I care a lot about you, right?â
Damien laid a hand on Markâs and squeezed it gently.
âI know, Mark, I know. I care about you too.â
Mark looked down at their hands then back up, a slight blush on his face, before clearing his throat.
âWell hum⊠ I heard that Chef was making lemonade. I can ask the butler to bring us two glasses, and I can keep you company if you want.â
âThat would be nice!â
âOk! Iâll be right back then!â the young man said before sprinting out of the room. Damien couldnât help but chuckle, before looking out again, this time with a dreamy smile lighting his face.
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Dark hissed as his broken body throbbed, leaving him unable to move. His muscles were also as tense as their altered state allowed it, which wasnât helping. He hated those days, less because of the pain, but more because he was weak and defenceless. He dreaded that someone would open the door of his room and see him, discovering that their strong, respected leader had a weakness. The vision in itself was unacceptable.
The entity pushed on one of his elbows, trying to gather his strength and stand up, only to fail and fall down. A painful scream escaped him as his aura flashed around the room.
He was shaking, trying again to get out of bed when a cold hand gripped his shoulder. His whole body tensed, but the pain was keeping him from shaking the intruder away.
âHush hush darling, this is not serious! You should be taking some rest.â The familiar, honeyed voice of the Actor whispered in his ear.
âLeave me alone.â Dark growled, his jaw clenched.
âMy dear Damien, youâre still so stubborn. I know you love your work, but youâre clearly not able to do anything right now. Soâ -he slowly helped Dark lay down before pulling the covers on him again- âlet me just assist you with that.â
âWhy? You could slay me easily right now. So why this sudden surge of kindness?â
The Actor shook his head with a light chuckle while tucking him in.
âWell, thereâs nothing grand or heroic in striking an enemy on the ground, now is it? BesidesâŠâ
Mark leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the other manâs forehead, his hand cupping the pale cheek.
âYou know I care about you.â
The demon could only scoff as the Hero started to tenderly stroke his hair, occasionally shushing him. Dark couldnât help but close his eyes, his body relaxing slowly.
In another life, he could have enjoyed it, letting himself fall asleep under the touch. But in this life, it wasnât good. The Actor was his enemy, and he wasnât going to let his sick mind make anything out of this interaction. For all he knew, it could be a strategy to stab him in the back when his last defences were low enough.
Itâs not good he told himself again as the weight on the mattress next to him vanished and a slight, unwanted ache rose in his chest.