marky baby


Take it, take it, take it! Mark is ready to stab you with some fresh sharp rap

1) Baby Marco is adorable 2) I’m not sure whether to be happy, disappointed, or furious that he’s been nodding to Jackie like every day of his life. Ever. On one hand, he seemed to realize how pathetic that was and I was half hoping he would be all “idk if it will ever work”, the happy part. The furious part was where he actually said hi, which, still gets him basically nowhere, but implies a further relationship someday. The disappointed was just me being…disappointed that Marco can’t make a single move in 14 years.

God, Marco, get your shit together.

His Friends Hit On You: Mark


Summary: Mark’s friends flirt with you and Mark doesn’t take well to that.

Request: Open

Little Author’s Note: A Kickback which is mentioned in this story is just another name for a house party!

You had no intentions of spending Mark’s vacation time with his friends but you also knew you couldn’t stop Mark from seeing the people who have been there forever. So you agreed to go to a Kickback at Andrew’s new place that he and a few other Mark’s friends are renting together. Although there were lots of people you both new Mark suggested the further away from the party you two were the more “us” time you both could have. This however, didn’t work, at all. Soon enough Andrew was howling from across the room to the both of you. 

Mark sighed. “We better go before they come to us.”

“Sure,” you smiled. You didn’t want him to feel bad about hanging out with his friends so you made the initiative to play nice. It wasn’t that you didn’t like them you just didn’t like them when they took your time with Mark away.

“(Y/N), looking mighty hot in those skinny jeans might I say.” Andrew winked earning a grunt from Mark. 

“Oh Andrew I wore them especially for you of course.” You joked. 

Next to you Mark’s whole demeanor changed. He knew neither you nor Andrew had interest in the other but it still drove him insane to see someone hitting on you. 

Andrew threw an arm around you and winked at Mark, “Markie baby you don’t mind sharing do you?” Andrew teased.

Mark rolled his eyes and looked at you. It didn’t take long for you to realize how annoyed he was getting. Mark wouldn’t say anything to Andrew. They were boys and he knew Andrew wouldn’t do that to him. But you were getting the feeling he would hundred and one percent believe you would. You scoffed and pushed Andrew away.

“Shut up Andrew before I make you.” you folded your arms and let out a shaky breath. You never gave Mark the inclination that you would do that so why was he so pissy? 

“You promise?”

At this you couldn’t help but laugh which Mark took as you enjoying this. “You knew what? I am a bit jet lagged later guys.” Mark said taking your hand. You both drove in silence until you reached your parents house. All the lights were out and the gate was open more than likely for whenever you decided to come home. “What was that back there? Is that what you always do flirt with guys?”

You sat back angry at this. “I wasn’t flirting with Andrew, Mark. He’s your best friend. I can’t believe you would even think that.”

“I know you don’t like Andrew and I know that you guys were just joking.”

“Then what?”

“I don’t know okay?”

“Whatever Mark I’m going in.” You got out the car and walked towards your gate. Before you could even reach it Mark’s hands were wrapped around your wrist. 

“(Y/N) wait.” you waited but refused to look at him. He sighed and continued, “(Y/N) I love you but-you’re mine and I don’t want you to even joke about that, got it? What so its okay then for me to play flirt with Anna or May?” at the mention of flirting with your friends you turned. You face heated and you couldn’t help it. You hit him hard on his arm.

“Hey are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?”

Mark rubbed his arm with a smirk. He gripped your waist and brought you into him, “Mhmm you don’t like that do you?”

“Don’t be so cocky.”

“But you don’t.”

“I’m sorry,” you mumble.

“Mmm, how can you repay me?” he taps his chin and breathes in. “Ah,” he says holding up his index finger. Pulling you inhumanely close he dipped his head and kissed you. He started slow but it turned intense and you suddenly forgot you were at your parents house. Your hands went under Mark’s shirt and you suppressed a moan. Right when you were going to say fuck it to all morals about having sex in your parents house he pulled away and wiped his mouth. “See you tomorrow baby.” he walks back to his car and stars to pull away. 

“You are such a dick!” you say still not breathing steady.

“Love you but don’t try it again or next time it’ll be worse!” he waves you off and waits til you get inside and lock the gate. Once inside you plop down on the bed and sigh. You smirk and text Mark.

Hey Andrew! Mark dropped me off wanna come over(;

No more then seconds later your phone blares with a phone call from Mark. You have to bury your face in the pillow to stop your laughter. Six calls later and he sends a text.

I am going to freaking kill you! lmaoo

AN: So yeah I just used Andrew cause I don’t know many of Mark’s friends names and I didn’t wanna use another member hope you enjoyed anon!

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Actual text conversation from this evening

This text from my mother came completely out of the blue

Mom: I think your hot too marky baby

Mom: Oops

Me: I guess I really don’t know what to say

Dad: Your mother is dying here

Me: I can understand why

It is probably worth noting that my Dad’s name is Mark.

At the Cat Scratch || damagedfenderguitars

Mark studied his reflection in the mirror, tilting his head one way, then the other. He noted how the gold eyeshadow above his eyes subtly sparkled, how pouted and soft his lips looked. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Mimi looking at him expectantly. He smiled at her, giving an approving nod. “The makeup looks great! Thanks, Meems. You’re a genius.”

She beamed at him, dark eyes sparkling. “It’s about time you recognized my genius, Marky baby.” Mimi leaned forward, giving him a light peck on the cheek.

Someone called his name, signalling that it was time for his show. He waggled his pale, yet sparkling, eyebrows at Mimi and stood up. He moved to the entrance and took a deep breath, a seductive expression sliding into place as soon as the announcer uttered his name. In the darkness before his number officially started, he allowed himself to be tied up. When the music hit, he began to move his body seductively.

Soon, Mark found himself on the floor. His wrists and the upper parts of his arms were rubbed raw from his restraints and he was exhausted, but he put up a good show. He smiled as he moved through the crowd, hand occasionally trailing over someone’s shoulder or arm. No one seemed to take note of the fading track marks at the crooks of his elbows. Or, if they did, they didn’t think that it took away from his attractiveness.

He suddenly noticed a rocker sort of guy, simply sitting there. Something about him caused Mark’s heart to stutter and his breath to catch in his throat. He moved over to the guy, smiling even more seductively than normal and leaning in a bit. “Hey, handsome,” he purred into his ear.