I love your fics!! Esp as a black reader, I was wondering if you’ve ever considered writing a queer Marshall w a black male reader?
a slightly awkward drunk confession ⋆✴︎🥃˚｡⋆
cw: m. black reader, 2000s!marshall, queer!reader, queer!marshall, you share a blunt because it's cute lolz, fluff, soft!reader, soft!reader, est. relationship, 600+ wc
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he busts through the front door of the bar you were at. “jesus, what the fuck [❤︎]?!” you wobbly turned to the blond “heyyyy, marshy!”
the blond man had a little pink on his cheeks when you called him that. he rolled his eyes and began to help you out of the booth.
“c'mon, can you get up?” he starts putting your arm over his shoulder, pulling you from the seat
“hey! how'd you get here? i didn't call youuu” you chortle at your nonsense, the blond frowning from his concern.
after struggling to pick you up, he was able to start pushing you out the main door.
“you did call me, idiot! i drove all the way over here to pick you up. i told you not to do this shit” you pout again as he opened the passenger door for you and putting your jello like body in the seat, but he was gentle with you.
knowing how you get vulnerable when you're drunk. as he got in the car he heard sniffling.
“sniff. yes, because you care about me”
“i forgot you get real sensitive when you drink”
when you two got home and after safely putting you on the sofa, you were so clingy and touchy. you kept calling him to get stuff, some of the calls were to just annoy him.
and when you finally tired yourself out, he picked you up once more and carried you to the bedroom.
you quickly rose up from the little power nap you had saying to the blond. "i lovee you so much, m" you loopily kissed him as he placed you on the bed.
the next morning wasn't easy, you woke up marshall because you had a HUGE hangover headache and you felt nauseous
you ended up hurling into his toilet, marshall winced as he held your locs away from the seat.
“how much did you fucking drink last night, [❤︎]?”
“hic! i don't know, but i know i like– blacked out once or maybe twice”
“no shit, hold on. i'll be back”
the blond walked into the kitchen to get you a bottle of water. “here” he gestured the bottle to you, you quickly took it and chugged it immediately. “baby, damn! slow down, man”
he lit a blunt and puffed the smoke out after. “don't ever do that shit again. your call made me feel like shit.” he gave the blunt to you, you cleared your throat. “you sure, i just vomited–” “just hit it” you inhaled from it too fast and you choke.
“hah, dumbass! y'know you were cute last night. you kept rubbing up on me and kept asking for favors and kisses.”
“me? i would never do that with you, asshole!”
“[❤︎], i've been your boyfriend for a year and a half, don't say that shit to me”
“what else did i do that was embarrassing?”
“ well, heh, you confessed to me that you love me and always have”
he laughed at you as he moved away from the sink to noogie you “ahh marshall, stop!” he stopped and suddenly grabbed your cheeks"
but you were so adorable last night, baby” you had faux angriness on your face, you pushed him down on the bathroom floor and kissed him longingly.
when you pulled away from his lips, he frowned and said with an obvious red tint of embarrassment on his face “man, why'd you do that? i hated that” you snicker at his whining.
“ well, you didn't stop me and say that . . .so?” he rolled his eyes and tried playing off the kiss “a year and a half and you still get flustered from my kisses, loser”
he looked away from you, crossing his “shut up! no, i don't. screw off” you laughed at him again, kissing him on the cheek.
𐔌 . ⋮ © ɘthereal '26 🦌❤︎.ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
a/n: i loved this idea and i hope i did it justice! i had multiple ideas for this, my brain was yelling out answers on what exactly i should write about. apologies in advance for taking a while to get it done!
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