#dark!mark

After seeing all of you sending in asks about comforting Dark after seeing/hearing about WKM. So, I thought I’d spread some love. After reading this ask, I wanted to write a small thing about it

You were away on a holiday. Somewhere Dark knew there wasn’t any internet and barely any service. He had once been concerned about that aspect. Being unable to contact him if something happened, or talk to him in general. But as of now, with what that idiot had posted on his channel, Darkiplier was more than relieved you had no access to the network.  Dark spent his time sorting through his emotions. The empty house seemed to echo with the voices in his head. He knew it wasn’t healthy, staying still, spinning the cane between his fingers. But you had made this a home, for the both of you. He felt safe here. And Dark would never admit it, but he was scared of his emotions. Reliving that nightmare had caused a ripple in his mind, releasing those feelings of betrayal and misery. Dark needed you. But you weren’t home for another day.

On the morning you came back, Dark had barely moved from his spot on the end of the bed. His mind racing with how to explain himself to you. How to even begin telling you about what he did and how it all came together.  When he saw your car pull up he was already moving towards the front door. He reached it just as he hauled your bag inside.  “Hey, sorry I’m late. The traffic-” You grunted with the force of the hug. Dark had yanked you into his chest, arms winding around your like iron cages to hold you against him. You felt the tension in his body. And as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, you knew something awful had happened.  “Dark?” You asked. dropping your bag and curling your arms around his waist. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” 

How could he explain this to you? About what happened to Colonel? To his friend in the mirror? Nothing he could say would let you see him the same way again. 

It was always easy being with Mark. He would always act silly and childish to make you laugh but knew exactly when to be serious to console you. He was always aware of your moods and seemed to know exactly what to do all the time. Despite this, however, you knew he was hiding something. Something big.

You felt betrayed the longer he kept it hidden. You dropped hints that you knew he was hiding something in the off chance that it would push him to tell you what it was. Thoughts rushed through your head as you speculated on what it could possibly be that he would be hiding it from you. Was he cheating on you? Had he fallen in love with someone else? When you did discover his secret though it was much darker than anything you could have ever imagined.

It was a typical Friday night. You were washing up after the homemade lasagna you had made for your weekly date night when the lights started to flicker. You thought nothing of it assuming the light bulb just needed to be changed and continued on with your task. It wasn’t until you felt the room temperature drop and a presence looming behind you. The presence being too quiet and unwelcoming to be Mark.

Slowly turning around you were met with the sight of your boyfriend... but something didn’t feel right. The man in front of you was paler than the man you love. His eyes rimmed with black and the iris of a much darker shade than seemed natural. He wore a well-fitted black suit with a tie coloured eerily similar to blood. He carried himself with an aura of confidence and sophistication.

Taken aback you ask, “Mark?”

The man's eyes settle on your figure his eyes roaming over your whole body analytically before he almost un-noticeably winched as though someone had hit him in the head.

“Now I see what he’s been trying so hard to hide from me. He should have known he can’t hide anything. Not from me,” the man murmured to himself. His voice deeper and suaver than Mark’s comforting tones.

“Mark?” you questioned, confused by his statement, “What’s going on with you? This isn’t funny.”

The movement is too fast for you to comprehend before the man that was so much like Mark and yet nothing like him at all had you pressed up against the bench behind you, your wrists in the grasp of a single hand as his other hand securely held you jaw.

“Don’t you get it. I’m not Mark,” he breaths in your scent for a second before leaning forward, forcing you to lean back until the bench is painfully digging into the base of your spine. “He calls me Dark. It’s nice to make you acquaintance.”

A sadistic smirk stretches across his face. Your discomfort obviously pleased him but this smirk had a much darker tint to it, why you could not figure out in that moment. It wasn’t until Mark finally had taken control of his body once again that he had explained what Dark had been smirking about.

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: infertility, noncon, doctor!mark x reader

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mark told you about an upcoming fertility surgery years ago, providing updates as it progressed. you didn't seem nearly as excited as he was, only entertaining him to keep the smile on his face. but apparently, you had been paying more attention than he thought. you were eager for an appointment, voice leaking with desperation as you spoke to him. mark sighed, agreeing to meet you after hours.

after years of being in a relationship with you, knows how desperately you wish to carry a child. talk of it picking up as you relationship came to an end. your breakup wasn't messy, but it was not a mutual decision. you had lost feelings for mark, feeling a stronger romantic connection for someone else. and it turns out it was him you dreamed of having a child with.

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon, mark x reader

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Wait. Mark is also a virgin and he wants to have sex but you’re not ready yet. You give in to all other sexual acts that don’t involve him actually fucking you. But Mark only gets more and more inpatient and needy the further you let him go without letting him push inside you. He’s so desperate to feel your walls around him for the first time, taking the last bit of your innocence along with his in the loving act.

One day you’re so caught up in the feel of his bare cock grinding against your clothed pussy, his hands roaming your body and his lips suckling at your neck just the way you like that you give in to his eager begging.

“Just the tip, Mark,” you say, eyes glazed but seriousness still laced in your voice.

content: noncon, mark x reader

mark feels guilty. he does. he really, really does. he’s disgusting. he’s vile. scum of the earth. the worst of the worst. the way he continues like he has no other choice when he knows he does. his apologies are sincere, they have to be because mark truly does feel guilty. tears are rolling down his cheeks, too. isn’t that proof enough? he’s probably crying more than you are. mark would even say that he has it worse than you do.

“i know,” he says, running his thumb across your cheek, “I’m sorry. I’m so, so, so sorry.”

mark still doesn’t have the strength to stop, his hips keeping their pace as he blubbers about how utterly sorry feels. because he does. he does.

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon (oral, filming), gunplay

the one in mark's hand is yours. the customizations would have told you so even if your engraved initials weren't just below your nose. you look away from them, blinded by the bright flash of a bulky camera. mark's eyes look even more menacing, his blown pupils and the dark brown of his irises glowing golden as his focus shifted toward the camera.

"suck," mark said lowly, jerking the metal of your gun. the metal hits your teeth, causing a vibration to flow up your skull. "show him how well you're doing over here."

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