May 26, 2025
Im rewatching Midsommar and I need to make a compilation of Mark side eyeing people
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Im rewatching Midsommar and I need to make a compilation of Mark side eyeing people
How does a Mark one shot where he lives sounds???
Or maybe a Kenny Miller one???
pick
kenny (we're the millers)
mark (midsommar)
requested by @whitewitch1638
MARK never took his eyes off of you. Despite how you styled your hair the same as the other people, wearing the same white dress and folk dancing ever so gracefully, the boy just found you to be the only person he noticed out of the group.
You were much different, though. Your role in the festival is to receive offerings and hosted them. You had something to do with the strange occurrences with the group of college students that came to Sweden for Hårga. At least, that’s what some of then pin-pointed at you for.
When you made eye contact with him, Mark felt like he was on another shrooms trip. But this was more euphoric, you were magic.
One of the members skipped over to offer a hand for Mark. “You come?” they asked.
He blinked, snapping back to Earth. “Come where?”
“To y/n,” they pointed at you from afar. “They are starting this new activity. Think of it as playing with mermaids, it’s very relaxing but fun.”
Reluctant, Mark couldn’t pick out the right words to even say hi to you. Did you even speak like a human being like him? Were you all mysterious and weird like how everything has been acting lately?
“Sure.”
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IMAGINE: Being Dani’s sister and going with the group on the Sweden trip, and you end up kissing your crush Mark, who happens to like you back. [x]
requested by @maryhuffxoxo
NOTHING could be anymore awkward than Christian bringing Dani to the trip out of guilt, but Dani herself couldn’t help but bring you, her sister, causing a tag along chain, much to the guys’ annoyance.
Except for one guy, maybe.
“Listen,” you approach Mark, shielding your eyes from the sun by squinting your eyes. “I know your friends don’t like me or my sister that much, but I’m having a good time so far. My sister, too. I think.”
Mark grins, and took you by surprise by leaning down to your level given how tall he was, and he inched close to your face. He kisses you on the lips, your heart beginning to drop down to your stomach.
You stepped back, astonished. “Mark?”
The boy chuckled. “No offense to your sister, but unlike her, you haven’t done anything annoying so far,” you watch him shrug, sucking on his vape pen so casually. “And trust me. If you hadn’t come with us, I’d be bored as shit.”
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Shrooms for Two.
Midsommar One Shot
Summary: Mark and Y/n sneak off together once finding out Y/n smuggled some magic mushrooms from the first stop they were at earlier. Their euphoric trip causes one of them to psych out, and trigger out an aggressive confession.
Pairing: Mark x Reader
Tags: drug use & swearing
A/N: as someone coming from experience w/ drugs, i have no intent on influencing someone to follow this activity due to this one shot. i’m no doctor but be careful and do ur research before you ever try shrooms!!! btw i have no idea if what i’ve written is accurate on a mushroom trip. i’ll do more research on it in the future.
YOUR POOR NEGATIVE thoughts on the Sweden trip immediately switched when you remembered how a lot of people were all in for drug use.
The first stop, you stretched your legs after the long car ride. Dani and Christian walked together while Mark was stumbling and annoyingly fighting his way through the tall grasses due to the bugs pestering him.
While everyone else engaged in conversations and observed Hårga, you snuck your way to Mark and tapped him on the shoulder.
“You know, we don’t start the main events until later,” you whispered.
Mark looked around and then back at you. He blows out the excess smoke from his vape pen. “So?”
He held a look of disinterest. Mark never really spoke to you that much during the whole flight there, not even in the car. You two exchanged questions maybe once or twice, but that was pretty much it. All he could ramble on about was his immature importance of explicit content—or pornography, including wanting to see the Swedish women, which was mainly the reason why he only agreed to come.
But that disheartening awkward tension would change if you just lifted your hand a little more, holding up the baggy of sweets. “So . . .” you shook the bag, making Mark’s eyes grow dark and large. “‘Shrooms for two.”
“How the fuck did you manage to smuggle those?” You and Mark made your way inside the quarters where you all slept. Being the only two inside given that everyone else was out eating dinner and preparing for another activity, it was safe to speak out loud and clear.
You shrugged. “What? I just grabbed a few. I even got us some dope.”
“Don’t those belong to Pelle’s brother or something?”
“Yeah. But Ingemar said I could take some.” The bag crinkles when you pulled out two magic mushrooms. You hand one to him. “Cheers.”
The same trip effect you had when you and the group took shrooms back at the first stop kicked in. You and Mark both felt like if you took one step, the ground would melt like butter.
So you both laid on the grass.
Mark wouldn’t stop freaking out, but it got to the point where you stopped trying to calm him down. You began to notice the trees were breathing, and your mind was at ease. Everything felt like a Macbook photo booth effect. Who knew a tiny mushroom could do so much to a person. You were feeling so relaxed, and you loved life. You loved Sweden . . .
You loved Mark.
“Are you gonna freak out like how you did before?” you say softly to Mark. You turned to him to find him in an extreme euphoric state, his large eyes widened as he looked around him all paranoid over nothing.
“No!” He exclaims. “Why?” He was already freaking out like before.
“Mark,” you said to him with warning. “Just relax your body.”
“I can’t even feel my body! It’s like I’m being stuffed with glitter!”
With a random reaction, you got up. That word sent an engine start in your system.
Feel. You feel different when you’re with Mark. You feel happy despite him not even knowing it. You feel reckless ‘cause he was a dumb college kid who smokes weed in his shared apartment. You feel whole when you’re imagining him being with you. You wanted him to be with you, that was why you offered the shrooms.
“Get up.” You insist.
“Huh?” he was panting.
You bent down so you were on your knees. You grip him and push him down so you were straddling on top of him. You were stupidly high that your words started slow, then gradually sped up by each second. “Mark, you make me feel some type of way. I seriously don’t know what the fuck you’re doing to me, but I love it. I really like you, but I’m not your ideal girl, like that Swedish girl you saw earlier. Inja, or whatever her name is!”
“Get the fuck off me!” Mark panics and tries wiggling you off. “I’ll throw you!”
You place both your hands on his face, caressing him. “Just let me enjoy us right here!”
“Y/n!” He pushes you. “You’re creeping the fuck outta me, and I’m always creeped out when I’m on this shit!”
You dust yourself off when you got back up on your feet. It was such a dumb thing to feel triggered about. Really, you had no idea what just happened. Or why you did what you did. It was just one shroom.
You freaked Mark out, and now he’s gonna think you’re a stalker and never speak to you or come near you for the rest of the trip.
Or was he? You looked down at him to check to see if he was okay. Sure enough, he went back to the usual state he was in, but he immediately forgot you were on top of him just moments ago, almost force feeding your confession down his throat. He didn’t need that, and you didn’t need to do that, either.
You kinda wished you had better planning, because now the villagers and your group with Dani and Christian were all walking back to the fields where you and Mark were, some staring at you as they approached closer.
Pelle grinned. “We were wondering where you two went.”
“They’re high,” you could hear Josh mutter in his sigh. “They got high, without us. Cunts.”
“Holy shit, did you break Mark or something?” Christian says. “Dude! You good?”
Dani rushes to you and tries to touch your shoulder. “Are you okay?” she looks down to see Mark, paralyzed in paranoia, his heartbeat racing and mind jumping to a whole different world. “Is . . . he gonna be okay?”
Mark fluttered his eyes wide open again. “H-HI!” He yelps. “There’s people! I don’t like new people!”
Dating Mark from Midsommar Would Include...
—Gif isn’t mine! // requested
He wouldn’t be the best boyfriend to be quite honest
Your relationship with him isn’t as 50/50 similar to Christian and Dani’s, but you two would carry issues upon each other and the group finds it funny
Make out sessions at parties
You’d fight with him sometimes
He’d always want to have sex with you
Having to deal with his immaturity
Getting high with him and ordering takeout when you both get the munchies
Helping each other with assignments
Living and sharing an apartment together on campus
Bridal carrying you
Him sharing his vape pen
Making friends with Dani (and honestly being her only friend)
Going to Sweden with him and the group
Taking mushrooms with him
Your shrooms trip contrasts to his, yours is calm while he panics
Sneaking off with Mark to make out or have sex in the cabins
You get pissed at him for staring at the Swedish girl
Rolling your eyes after he gets yelled at for peeing on the ancestral tree
You call him an idiot when he becomes insensitive to the tree incident
Panicking when you realize Mark went missing
Getting angry when Dani tells you he was last seen going with the Swedish girl before disappearing
Getting yourself killed after discovering his skinned face on the cult member
You disappear as well, worrying Dani
Christian in the bear carcass finally finds your corpse placed in the sacrifice tent, ready to be burned alive as one of the offerings.
Your body has been stuffed next to Mark’s, so you never leave his side even when you’re dead.
Imagine...
Mark asking you out after some flirtatious back and forth.
(For anon)
You met Mark when you sat next to him on the first day of classes. Initially, he didn’t make a strong impression on you. It wasn’t until he felt settled and comfortable around the new crowd that he became more talkative and social. After that, the two of you started getting to know one another.
But that’s when the trouble began.
Although you wanted to be friends at first, you found that you began to develop a crush on him. It didn’t help that the two of you had this flirtatious back and forth going. There was some light teasing, some lingering touches, and plenty of heavy looks toward one another. But it always seemed as if the timing wasn’t right.
You wanted to ask him out on more than one occasion, but every time you tried, something always came up. It was starting to become frustrating. Perhaps the universe was trying to keep you two apart. That didn’t stop your flirting, of course. If anything, it only got more pointed as time went on. Others even commented on it when you were around friends.
Mark approached you one day on your way to your final class.
“Hey, y/n, I, uh. I need to talk to you. Meet me when you’re done, alright?”
“Is everything okay?”
“Everything’s good. Just meet me at our regular spot. Please.”
“Sure, Mark. I’ll be there.”
“I can’t wait.” He winked at you and walked off. You couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. ‘We need to talk’ wasn’t the most reassuring thing to say to a person.
When you were done with classes, you headed straight for the nearby cafe that the two of you frequented. When you arrived, Mark was waiting outside, already holding your regular drink.
“Let’s sit out here - if you don’t mind?”
“I don’t mind at all.”
After he handed you your drink, the two of you sat at one of the metal chair and table sets the cafe had outside. You looked at him expectantly and, thankfully, he didn’t waste any time.
“Listen, y/n, we’ve been friends for a long time. And that’s great. But I’ve gotta be honest with you - I want more. Being your buddy is great, but I’m... really attracted to you. Everything about you. So, what do you say?”
You were quiet for a moment. It was finally happening - no interruptions, no sudden emergencies. The two of you were able to discuss this at last.
“Or I can go and we can just pretend this never happened, if you want.”
“No! Sorry. Actually, I’ve been thinking the same thing. I like you a lot.”
“So... am I, like, your boyfriend then? Or do we need to go on some dates first?“
“Both. We definitely need to go out as a couple, but honestly I’m ready for us to be together.”
should i start doing midsommar imagines???