#OH MY GOD

[swtheartz]

i loved your little drabble of the “breaking up with mark doesn’t work” post and i’d really like to hear your thoughts on how that would go down with some of his variants if you have the time pretty please🫶✨

ohh of course dear !! been thinking abt it and this req inspired me even more info : obsessive behavior, mentions and acts of murder, stalking, he’s crazy in every universe. gn!reader a / n : this is a gift to you guys for 348 followers. i’m soo grateful n happy <33

SINISTER MARK

he thinks it’s a joke at first. you’ve no real reason to actually want to leave him, right? he’s utterly convinced that there was nothing wrong with the relationship. and to be fair, there wasn’t. other than the fact he was possessive as shit and always had tabs on you. would scare off your friends and constantly linger around you whenever he wasn’t terrorizing the masses. the second he realizes that you’re serious? he doesn’t take it very well. you won’t ever find someone better than him. he won’t let you. just what human could ever be better than him?

“You’re not very good at jokes,” Mark says—voice and expression both hauntingly blank. It sends chills down your spine for the simple fact he’s never had such an empty tone. The way he looks at you is something that you can’t exactly put into words. Maybe he’s disappointed. Maybe he’s annoyed, or expectant, or some other emotion that you cannot be bothered to decipher. Not when there’s blood staining your clothes and his, the floor, your cheeks and his hands. Whatever ‘friend’ you were hanging out with was dead before they’d hit the ground. It’s been twelve days since you had gathered the courage to tell Mark you wanted a break, and it took him this long to take you seriously. Thought, it hadn’t taken much effort for him to take a life. “I don’t know why you thought this was a good idea. . .” He hummed, tilting his head as he crouched down in front of you, watching you tremble like a deer in front of an incomprehensible creature. ”But let’s not do this again, hm?”

OMNI MARK

calm. at least, he seems calm. but he also doesn’t take you very seriously. acts as he usually does, even asks you when the next date night is. as if he’ll even be able to make it with his schedule and how often he cancels on you. looks at you as though you’ve said something ludicrous when you answer that there isn’t a date night—you’re not together anymore. surely, you don’t know what you’re talking about. if you wanted him to plan the next date, you could have just told him. he’s usually the one that does all the thinking, anyway, so it doesn’t really matter. honestly, what made you think you could walk away from him? the one human he cares for, and you’ve the nerve to try and separate from him? funny.

“We’re not dating, Mark.” The way the two of you stare at each other for a few tense moments is a little awkward, though he doesn’t seem to care. He holds eye contact with you before sighing—like you’re a child who doesn’t know what they’re talking about. Like you’ve garnered the nerve to tell some dry joke. “If you have a problem,” Mark starts, arms crossed against his chest as he ignores your exasperated expression, “we talk it out. Like a couple is supposed to do.” “But we’re not a couple anymore. That is what I’m telling you.” You’re attempting to be reasonable, you really are, but you swear up and down he’s making you feel like the crazy one. This has got to be the third time you’ve had this conversation with him, and it hasn’t even been a week. There isn’t any way you can get through to him and you just don’t understand why. Mark scoffs, again, ignoring you. “I’ll make sure I’m not busy. Crime’s been going down, so it should be fine. They’ll manage without me.” “Just kill me already.” You mutter to yourself, unable to decide whether or not you’ll be able to ever get your point across. . . . You’ll just try again tomorrow.

FULL MASK MARK

more pathetic than mainstream mark. this man is like a wet cat in the rain. tries to maintain distance, but ends up following you everyday, texts you without thinking about it while he attempts to reason that it’s okay. you just need some distance and time, and maybe you’ll both get better. ends up outside your window after a particularly bad fight with a villain he had. he didn’t do it on purpose, he just sort of ended up here. call it muscle memory if you will. all he knows is that he’s a mess without you—needs you like oxygen, can barely think or focus on anything without you. probably the only one that tries to be the best he can be for you outside of the main universe. and probably the only one you didn’t really want to break up with.

“ ‘m sorry.”

“Markus.”

“ ‘m sorry,” Mark sniffles, face tucked into your neck as he clings to you. You’d think of it as pathetic if it were anyone but him, honestly. He’d shown up with your favorite candy and drink, bloody and looking like a stray abandoned on the side of the street. You practically had to drag him through the window when he tried to turn back around. It took a bit of insisting and a med-kit to get him cleaned and patched up, despite him reminding you that he technically didn’t need it. You snapped at him to shut up before inevitably pulling him to your room again—letting him stay the night was an easy decision, almost too easy. As of right now, he was simply listening to the sound of your heartbeat, your soft breathing, enjoying the way your gentle fingers tangled in his hair. It was sweet. Familiar. Something Mark had missed so much it made his heart ache and hurt, to the point felt as though it was being ripped apart. Though, if it were done by your hands, he wouldn’t mind.

a / n : i liked writing this, i might make a part two to this and i’m gonna make the healer reader thing a series if you guys are up to reading that. mwah mwahhhh

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[spilling-my-guts-to-you-guyss]

Dear God did this speak to me...

i know we’re both just messing around pretending to be whole but look at me. if the train was coming would you move. if the ground was falling from under your feet would you even notice or would it just be another tuesday for you. if somebody stabbed you could it hurt worse than you already do. what i’m saying is that i love you but i think we both drive over the speed limit when it’s raining. what i’m saying is that i want to hold your hand and i understand about how you sometimes have to sit down in the shower. what i’m saying is that i’m here for you and if the train comes please move.

[81friskykangaroos]

MY GOAT!!! HE DID IT! OSCAR WINNNN

[superpixie]

@kirrtash I WANNA GO TAKE ME BE MY GUIDE IF I DONT SPEAK THEY DONT HAVE TO KNOW IM AMERICAN I JUST WANNA LOOK

@vera-king-hrfl holy fuck dude - mega ideas for HotN costume ball perhaps...the amount of funds that went into these could pay off quite a few of my bills I believe...but they are fucking gorgeous

[just-a-queer-disaster]

Just cried thinking about when Selwyn finally reaches a breaking point, a point where he is either going to break down and finally feel or self implode. Nick sees this. Bree sees this. Selwyn refuses to let them in, lashing out. Bree defends herself, as she should. Nick is familiar with this stragety and goes in, all force hugging Selwyn while Selwyn is screaming and hitting and yelling insults, struggling to escape his hold.Nick goes over to a quiet space because honestly Selwyn doesn't need the noise and the eyes of others while hes going through this. Far enough for human ears,and the room is some kinda metal room, a storage closet of some sort, so any other ears who hears the muffled conversation knows it is not for them. Inside, Selwyn is still fighting, all like "Why wont you fight back?! Why aren't you yelling or hitting or something?! This is the loudest I've ever been in my life and you're so quiet?!" And Nick softly explains how Selwyn NEEDS to stop and take a break, probably a literal cry break, or he is going to self implode into a black hole. Nick is all like "I see how you feel everything so deeply and just shove it away. you cant shove it away forever. I had time. I had time to process and grieve when I left the Order. The Order gave you the illusion of time, but never truly allowed you to take a break. They taught you to turn pain into anger and that anger into a weapon, but you cant heal by stabbing yourself. You need to grieve,to truly feel what you feel. For yourself, for others, for things and dreams and possibilities and all the worlds you've created and destroyed inside your head. But I know you don't know how. And I know I cant tell you, because my grief will look different. So if you need to scream and fight and yell and someone, then I am here. " A few more words and Selwyn says "Why don't you hate me?" And Nick goes "Oh, I could never hate you" And then apologies and love confessions and Selwyn feels something in him finally snap and he has the longest sob of his life while Nick holds and coddles and finally gives him what he's craved for so long. Nick wraps him in a blanket, because he knows Selwyn hates it when people see him cry, and he gets to hide his face knowing Nick doesn't need to see his pain to SEE his pain.It also helps with the bone deep chill Selwyn feels all the time because he runs so hot,a soft warm embrace on top of a soft, warm embrace. And he cries. Its an ugly, grieving cry, tears snot and drool,with choking and coughing and gasping and waves of calming down before crashing all over again. It the kind of cry you have after you've been so much for so long and simply cannot do it anymore. He cries until he sleeps. Nick cleans him up and carries him outside to the bed and Bree and Nick have a little "Some important conversations need to be had but not now" kinda talk and the three take a much needed nap.

what if I made a fanfic ab this bc this summary doesn't do my vision justice.

[very-super-silly]

"soda im really depressed, every night i drink myself to sleep, while you're watching cartoons" LA JOLLA 😟

[cesaray]

[iwantolderwoman]

we were blessed by the fit (finally) 🙏🏻

is she insane??? the hands?? the hair?? the fit??

[67ssam]

“I prayed to you, Cas. Every night.”

[aresliketheg0d]

thing I made for tiktok

[zoeysloane]

I have so many thoughts but I cannot articulate a single one right now

I’m going to hell for this one.  I’m sure of it.  

The clip many of you have been waiting for.  Per request, a compilation of the various groans and grunts Garrus makes in the game, including a bit of commentary in his own words.  Enjoy!

[aleurain]

Okay. Here, have Jayce uhh... in this t-shirt

I got inspired by one particular reference AND this twixter post. I don't remember anything after. I'm sorry

[justatallstick]

i’m literally going to end it all

[mushyooms]

the madlad made it home

[formulanni]

Roan of Arc

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