Tip: read this in bucky’s voice *casually sips tea*
I like it when she stands next to
the door, shoulder resting on its frame, and when she has that glint of
mischief in her smile, and eyes that are already brimming with lust, dark and
wild and motivated to wreck me.
I like it when she walks inside, in just my wrinkled
shirt, the hem of which reaches till her mid-thighs. She walks in with an
intention to bring me down to my knees.
I like it when she pushes me back on the bed, legs
straddling my body, hands freely roaming over my bare chest, nails drawing red
angry marks. And I like it when she smirks, feeling my heart thrumming
underneath her assault.
I like when she leans down, lips pressing against my
neck, hips teasingly rolling down on mine, pulling a mewl of her name as a
warning to behave.
yall rly out here sayin some stuff like “markhyuck fought & arent friends anymore” when they were up on that stage giggling every time they looked at each other and doing their cute lil handshake again …. aight UNDERSTANDABLE
Summary: To keep the peace, Stiles agrees to be emissary to
the Hale pack.
Notes: I saw some posts about emissary bonds, and I just had
to write one myself. (On AO3)
Stiles had said, more than once, that it was a bad idea.
That they were risking the safety of the pack, taking too much of a chance.
But he’d done it anyway.
He’d gotten himself bonded to Derek of the Hale pack, and it
wouldn’t be long before they figured out that he was a fraud. That Stiles had
barely had enough magic to complete the mountain ash circle required by the
Fic Request: “hear
me out…. based on a dream i had…. but Mark, stuck in a kitchen cabinet.
Hes screaming. And we laughing. I have no other context cause that’s pretty
much all i remember from the dream. But pls.”
“Hhey have you seen Mark?” Amy asked, “I haven’t seen him in a few hours.” You bit your lip as you tried to remember the last place you saw the Youtuber. “He was in the kitchen before I started edited. But I haven’t seen him since.” Amy looked worried. “His car is still outside, and Ethan needs him to help with his video.” You stood from your desk, placing your headphones on the chair. “I’m sure he’s napping somewhere.” You said jokingly. “I’ll help look.” Amy led the way downstairs, your voices calling out Mark’s name as you searched the house. Ethan joined you as you searched the bedrooms. You went as far as looking under the beds and wardrobes. You regrouped with Amy in the kitchen. “Where the hell could he be?” You asked. “This house isn’t that big,” Ethan said, “How can we lose someone so obnoxious?” Amy scratched her head, “Chica is outside so he didn’t take her for a walk. Maybe Tyler knows.” “Did you guys ring Mark’s phone yet?” You asked. Ethan and Amy looked at each other and laughed. “No.” “I honestly didn’t think about that.” Amy grinned. You pulled out your phone with a roll of you eyes. Tapping Mark’s number into the phone, you pressed it against your ear and waited.
The three of you looked down at a cabinet under the sink. Amy was the first to move, reaching down and grabbing the handle. “I will only allow you to open that door if you promise not to laugh.” Mark’s voice said from behind the small door. Amy sniggered and threw open the cabinet. The sight made you and Ethan howl with laughter. Mark glared at the two of you. His legs scrunched up against his chest, arms stuck in a weird angle as his body was somehow wedged in the tiny gap under the sink. “What did I just say?” He exclaimed with a half angry stare. “Stop laughing and get me out of here.” “How did you manage this?” Amy asked, crouching down to better look at him. “Why did you manage this?” Ethan giggled, holding onto your shoulder for support. “I wanted to see if I could fit under the sink,” Mark replied bitterly. “I use to hide their all the time as a kid.” “Mark, you’re far from a child anymore.” You shook your head. “I’m surprised your head could fit to be honest.” Mark rolled his eyes at you and looked at Amy with a pout. “Can you get me out?” Amy scrunched up her nose, considering it. “You know what. You got yourself in there, you can get yourself out.” “Huh? Wait! That’s not far!” Mark yelled as Amy closed the cabinet door on him. You and Ethan burst into hysterics as Mark shouted and yelled through the door. Amy lifted her phone and opened the small cabinet, just enough to snap a photo as Mark wriggled to get free. “This is going on Instagram and going straight to his Mother.” She announced proudly. “Put the caption, ‘Grrr, Mondays’.” You said and Ethan slapped the bench with his hand as he laughed. “Guys! Come on!” You heard Mark whine. “Help a friend out!” “Do you hear something, (Y/N)?” Amy asked. “I think I heard something outside.” “You know what, I did too.” You said with a grin. “Let’s go investigate the outside noise.” You and Amy hurried out of the house, just as Tyler came in. He approached Ethan as the blue-boy stood, recording the knocking and grunts coming from inside the cabinet. “What have I missed?” Tyler asked, looking confused. “Mark got himself stuck under the sink,” Ethan replied with a wide smile. “Of course he did,” Tyler sighed. Mark suddenly burst out of the small opening. The door coming off it’s hinges with a loud snap and a grunt from Mark as he flopped on the kitchen floor. “HA!” Mark said, springing to his feet with a smile. “I did it! I didn’t need any of you.” Tyler shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest as Ethan giggled. “You’re fixing that door.” Tyler said firmly.
Mark pulls around to the front of the restaurant and parks
near Nate’s car. Wilford hops out quickly as Mark reaches into the back seat to
grab his bag full of “toys” as Warfstache lovingly refers to them. He slings
the bag over his shoulder and steps out of the car to hear Wilford needling
Nate with questions.
“So you’re the Natewantstobattle,
am I correct?” Wilford pokes his knife at Nate who jumps backwards to avoid
getting stabbed. “You’ve got quite the musical career I understand. Ever
thought about doing a TV interview?”
“Quit bullying the kid, Warfstache.” Mark walks over to the
two of them and offers Nate a hand. “Nice to see you again, and don’t mind this
one. He’s a sociopath.”
Nate raises both eyebrows, glancing at the pink Ego with
calculating brown eyes. “He looks like you.” He shakes Mark’s hand. “Like
MadPat, the one in the Freddy suit that tried to… you know, murder us last time
we were here? He looked like Matt, and now this one looks like you.”
Wilford makes a face. “I am Wilford Warfstache, and I look better than him,” Wilford says with a
smirk. “So, your pal’s gone missing in there?” Mark watches Wilford tuck the
knife away and breathes a sigh of relief. Killing Nate would be a really bad
way to begin what’s likely going to be a rough night anyway.
Nate nods, pulling out his phone. “Matthew told me that he
wanted to come check out the new place, something about getting content for a
new theory of what happened here with those kids all those years ago, so he
applied to work the night shift.” Nate pulls up a video on his phone and holds
it up so Mark and Wilford can see. “Then he sent me this yesterday.”
He hits play, and Matt’s face appears on the little screen.
He looks terrified, glancing around to either side of him and huddled in the
corner of what appears to be the night watch office. “I made a mistake coming
here. I know that now, but soon it’ll be too late. So, you have to listen to me
while there’s still time.” The lights flash off and back on. “I’m losing power,
and there’s… there’s something wrong with the animatronics. At first, they were
friendly, but now, they’ve become killer. Something in here is angry, and it
wants out.” Something flashes over Matthew’s shoulder, and Mark gasps.
“Nate, for whatever reason it can’t use me, but please,
don’t let anyone else come here or it might escape.” Matthew swallows and
stares at something off camera. “No, no, no!” He drops the phone, and there’s a
horrible screaming for a few seconds before the video cuts off.
Nate tucks the phone back in his pocket. “We have to find
Mark bites his lip. “Nate, I’m not so sure about this. This
seems like something more than just rogue animatronics.”
Wilford brushes a hand through his hair. “He said not to
bring anyone else here.”
“I don’t care what he said.” Nate points at the building.
“My friend is somewhere inside there, and I’m going to find him. Are you going
to help me or not?”
Mark runs a hand over his face and sighs. “Ok, ok.” He
glances over at Wilford. “Alright, you know what we’re up against now. Once we
go in, there’s no backing out, so, are you with us?”
Wilford gnaws on the inside of his cheek and wiggles his
fingers at his sides. “I’m not afraid of a bunch of robots. Let’s go find the
Nate sighs in relief. “Ok, then. Let’s go.” He gestures to
the door. “They hired me for the night shift because they needed somebody, and
I’ve had the experience, of course.” Nate unlocks the door and holds it open
Mark and Wilford step inside, and Mark feels his stomach
sink. The air smells like sweat and stale pizza, and the dark blue carpet has a
bunch of mysterious, crusty stains partially hidden by the arcade games. Nate
closes the door, locking it behind him. “Let’s go check the office first.”
The three of them, with Nate leading because he has the
flashlight, make the long trek to the back of the building where the night
shift office is located. Mark keeps his eyes and ears open, waiting for that
telltale sign of clanking metal. Wilford draws his gun and holds it at
waist-level in wait. When they reach the office, it’s in shambles.
The desk fan is on the floor along with the monitor, which
has been smashed as well. The faux leather chair has been ripped to shreds, the
insides torn out of it. And on the floor, there is a smear of blood like two
hands being dragged towards the door. Nate sucks in a deep breath, and Mark
places a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry. We’ll find him.”
“Yes,” Wilford says, “but dead or alive?”
Mark shoots Wilford a glare and looks to Nate. “You got a
“Find Matt.” Nate sets the fan back on the desk with a sigh.
“Survive ‘til six a.m.”
Requests: annyeong!!~ can I have an au where you and haechan are bestfriends and one day he introduces you to mark and u guys start developing feelings for eachother, thank u~~ ^_^
hii I think I resqueted this scenarios to like 4030 blogs but nobody did it so could you do a scenario where your best friend with Donghyuck and hang out with him a lot so Mark thinks you like him but you like Mark?? could you make this fluffy please?
hi there, I love your scenarios so much!! can you please do a mark scenario where he doesn’t know what to say to you whenever he’s around you
A/N: yay another mark scenario hehe (i have so many requests for mark omg) i havent written in a while so i hope this isnt bad!! enjoy reading hehe
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There he was, eyes glued to the book he was holding between his bare and smooth fingers. You noticed the way he’d struggle to keep his dry and brown hair out of his face as he squinted to read the words on the pages, and the way he’d nod a little in understanding as he flipped through every page.
The library, almost empty and quiet, seemed to not affect you as you continued staring at him. The patter of raindrops hit the glass panels of the windows as your eyes shifted to see gloomy clouds towering the sky, as flashes of lightning came like a shock.
You were hit out of your trance when you felt a hand flick the back of your head lightly, causing you to let out a small cry. As soon as you saw the familiar figure chuckling in front of you, you hit him back lightly.
“It’s late now, what are you still doing here in the library” Haechan asked as he took the seat beside you, then crossing his arms, a look of suspicion and care on his face.
You sighed as your hands reached out to stack the pile of books in front of you, “Last minute revision for finals, what’s new”
As soon as Haechan heard your sentence, he gave you another flick on the forehead, then shaking his head, “Please go get some rest, you’re already pushing yourself so hard, don’t overwork yourself. Now pack your things, i’ll send you home”
You smiled softly at his words. You love it when Haechan was all caring and protective over you, unlike his usual self where he’d constantly tease and make fun of you. He was your best friend and treated you like one.
You nodded your head, “Yeah yeah okay Mr Lee”, as you gathered all your materials into your bag. Your head shifted slightly to take one more glimpse at him- he was still deeply immersed in the book, pouted lips and raised eyebrows.
Haechan noticed, then turned over to take a look at the young boy who had been sitting there for hours- as long as you were.
Haechan’s lips immediately formed an ‘o’ shape, then turning into a smile. He got up from his seat as he made his way towards the boy.
You noticed them exchange a few smiles, followed by a handshake that they both seemed very familiar with. You frowned in confusion as you saw the two making their way over, Haechan looking like an excited little puppy, the other boy, just smiling nervously as one hand was holding the book he was reading, the other, clenched tightly to his bag.
“Y/N!!! It’s time for my childhood best friend to meet my high school best friend, i’m so happy to see you here hyung!” your best friend blabbered on as you continued observing the other boy.
He bowed slightly towards you, then attempted to reach his hand out to greet you. But immediately dropped his bag on the table, as though forgetting he was carrying it. You saw a light pink shade take over his cheeks as he laughed nervously, “I-I’m sorry, I’m Mark by the way”
You giggled at his silliness, causing him to blush even more, as you gladly took his hand in yours, “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you”
Haechan clapped his hands as he slung his arm around both Mark and you, “Okay now that you two know each other let’s go hehe”
It was as though it was only yesterday that Haechan has introduced you to Mark. You were now in Haechan’s apartment, watching the two boys fight over a game they were playing on the television as you laughed at them from the side.
“Y/N!!! Mark hyung is bullying me, he won’t let me win” Haechan pouted to you as ge crossed his arms, acting like a small child. You saw Mark shrug his shoulders, then gave you a cheeky smile.
Which for some reason, made your heart beat faster.
You tried to hide the pink that was slowly appearing on your cheeks, “Oh please hyuck, maybe you just suck at the game, that’s why he won!”
Mark looked over to smile at you again, giving you a thumbs up.
You felt butterflies in your stomach.
Haechan looked at you disgust as he scoffed, shaking his head, “I did not introduce him to you a few months back to be treated like this. This friendship is over”
You made your way to the couch, where the two were, as you pinched Haechan’s cheeks and cooed at him, “Aw someone’s upset”
He stuck his tongue out at you, then crossed his arm, “Yeah because someone’s TAKING SIDES.”
You shook your head a little, before patting his head, then giving him a small hug, which he, like always, gave in to you and hugged you back.
Mark watched awkwardly from the side, just laughing at the both of you, unsure of what to do.
“You two look cute together…”
Mark’s eyes widened as soon as he realised what he just said, apologising to the both of you and awkwardly laughing. You pushed Haechan slightly away from you upon hearing his words, shaking your head and pointing at him, “Me? And him? No thanks”
Haechan rolled his eyes as he gave Mark a pat on his back, “Please hyung, never in my lifetime”
But you felt your heart sinking. Why’d Mark think of that?
It seemed as though it all happened in a rush. You couldn’t clearly remember how you fell so deep.
You started noticing Mark more, every of his habits, his likes and dislikes, and everything he did seemed to make you happy, the way no one else could.
You’d start blushing whenever you were near him, and as days passed, you found it even harder to get comfortable with him. It was as though something was holding you back.
You realised how you’d get all jealous and upset when Mark didn’t have the time to hang out with both you and Haechan, and how he’s constantly running on mind almost every second, even when he’s right there beside you.
You had fallen for him.
As much as you wanted to tell him and show him, Mark seemed as though he wasn’t trying to strengthen your friendship, as if something was holding him back too.
You noticed how he would always keep quiet and not say any words when he was with you alone, but would be the total opposite when he was with Haechan.
He’d get all nervous and stutter on his words while talking to you, and you also realised how he’d stare at both you and Haechan whenver you all interacted or had skinship with one another.
It seemed as though he didn’t want to be your friend, and that affected you deeply.
Haechan eventually found out your feelings for Mark one day where he caught you staring at photos of the both of you, and how you would always get defensive when he talked about Mark.
Of course, he supported you and your decision, and promised to help you out.
You were resting your head on Haechan’s shoulder in the school library, one of his hands casually scrolled through his phone screen, the other, playing with your hair.
You let out a sigh, “It’s been two months hyuck, i don’t think he has feelings for me, should i just give up?”
Haechan shook his head, then assured you in his sweetest tone, “No, i’m sure he does. I’ve never seen hyung get this nervous to anyone before, just wait for a little while more.”
You frowned slightly, closing your eyes, “Sigh this is so tiring, thank you for being here.”
Haechan let out a small laugh, then pat your head, “Of course, i love you”
“Oh… I-I’m sorry…”
Your body immediately jerked up to the familiar voice, and you were greeted by a blushing Mark, his hand behind his neck as he avoided eye contact with you.
“I thought i’d come visit you two but i- uhh.. sorry to interrupt that moment, i got to go… You two look cute by the way”
Mark flusteredly tried to explain himself, still ignoring eye contact with you. Haechan tried to explain to him, but before he could finish his sentence, Mark was already at the entrance, ready to leave.
This was your only chance.
You got up quickly from your seat as you ran after him, ignoring the glares from the other people in the library. You were confused and it felt as if you were going to cry.
After a few seconds of calling after his name, Mark finally stopped as he looked at you nervously, “I-I didn’t mean to interrupt that-”
But you hugged him, tears flowing down your cheeks.
He stopped at his words, as his body stiffened up from your hold.
“What… Y/N if Haechan sees this he wouldn’t be happy- I’m-” Mark said softly as he tried to push you away, but you held on tight to him, your face in his chest.
“Mark, it doesn’t matter what Donghyuck feels”
Mark stared at you in confusion, his heart beating quickly as he was unsure of what to say. He tried pushing you again, “But… Don’t you like him? And he seems like he likes you too, he’d always talk about you and-”
“Mark i like you, in fact, i love you. For months now. I don’t know how all this happened but i’m thankful that we became friends and you don’t have to return the same feelings as me i just needed to let these all out”
You felt his body soften at your words, then you felt his hands cupping your cheeks as he brought it up to meet his face. You met his soft gaze and you let a small smile, wiping away the tears that had already stained your cheek.
His eyes still showed signs of lost and confusion, but he took a deep breath and said softly, “I like you too Y/N… From the day we met to the day we went to the cafe for a small date. But i noticed how you’d always get so close to Haechan and how you two would hug and tease each other, it’s as though you two are a couple…” he paused to see you giggle, making him blush a little.
“… and Haechan would always talk about how good you were in your studies, and all of your good points. He seemed really in love with you. So i didn’t want to spoil the relationship the both of you had. I distant myself and i told myself you wouldn’t return my feelings but now i’m just… wow”
You immediately smiled at his words, wrapping your arms around his waist again, “Thank you Mark, for everything”
Within a few minutes a breathless Haechan appeared in front of the both of you, his worried expression turning into a happy one when he saw the position the both of you were in, as he pat the both of you on the back, “I’m happy for the both of you”
Mark offered his hand to him, and the two started doing their usual handshake. Haechan looked over to you and gave you a thumbs up, before linking arms with the both of you, “Okay now, let’s go have lunch with the new couple.”
“Oh and hyung… Good luck on dealing with her” Haechan said teasingly to Mark, causing you to hit him slightly, as the three of you walked down to the cafeteria laughing at each other, the way it always was.
Summary: “In some cases, these close binary systems can exchange mass, which may bring their evolution to stages that single stars cannot attain.”
You and Jaebum have been dating forever when Mark Tuan shows up in your classroom. You’ve always been against change - a bit debilitating, being a writer - but for some reason this new kid has you thinking there might be an upside to chaos.