Confident (Head Engineer Mark X Reader)

Confident (Head Engineer Mark x Reader)

Warning: This gets a little spicy, please click off if uncomfortable!

Your day on the ship was like any other. It was your responsibility to perform maintenance checks in order to keep the crew and ship in good condition. You were used to this routine, even though it was extremely boring. 

Your head engineer, Mark, was the only one who made your job easier. 

While you wouldn't admit it to anyone, you did have a small crush on him. 

The details about him were absolutely flawless, from his raven black hair to his bubbly personality, and his eyes too... You could stare into those brown eyes of his for hours at a time, and then- Oh, speak of the devil, Mark messaged you! To find out what he needs, you open the message. 

Would it be possible for us to meet in our quarters, captain? "I'm going to show you something." His message seemed off-putting. Maybe something was wrong or you were just paranoid. Well, it's good to see what he wants. 

Not like he's planning to smother you with a pillow or anything like that. You placed your hand on the scanner in front of the doors as they opened swiftly. You walked into the room you shared with the head engineer only to find the lights dimmed. 

You raised an eyebrow and stepped forward. Suddenly as if responding to your movement, multiple lights on a pathway made from flower petals lit up. Standing at the very end of the path, was Mark holding a sign that read 'Will you join me on a date, Captain?' You gasped in disbelief as your eyes locked on Mark's. "Yes!" You cried excitedly as you hugged him. He stood there in shock for a moment before smiling and hugging you back. 

"Really?" He asked, wanting to make sure you meant it. You nodded eagerly and looked at him again. Your eyes hold nothing but love. A slight grin covered his face. "Hey, captain?" Your gaze stays fixed on his face. 

"Want me to show you how much I love you?" He asked, leaning down to whisper in your ear. His voice is deep and smooth like velvet, creating a noticeable blush on your cheeks. You nodded, left speechless by his sudden confidence surge. Mark gently pushed you against the wall as he kissed your neck and collarbone. You just stood there, a blushing mess while he rubbed your sides. 

"God, you're so perfect, captain." He murmurs while kissing your cheek. He leans ever so close to your face and puts his hands on your waist while you put yours on his shoulders. Both of you leaned closer until your lips met. You 2 shared a passionate kiss for a while before it intensified. Mark gripped your hips tightly as the kiss got rougher, and the 2 of you eventually parted for air. Mark stared at you, his eyes half-lidded. "So, do you like how confident I can be, captain~?" You nodded as his lips curved into a smirk.

 "Then why don't I show you how confident I can get~.." 

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Welcome Home, Part 1 (Darkiplier x reader)

Today had been an odd day, the sun was blocked out and it was raining. You were really confused. The forecast said it'd be sunny & hot, yet here you were in shorts and a t- shirt, freezing your ass off through the airport. 

You sighed and exited the building, waving over a taxi. Once you were inside, you sighed a bit. "Where to?" The driver asked, looking over at you. You gave her Mark's address and leaned your head back a bit, water dripping from your hair. 

"Crazy weather today, don't you think?" She asked, her eyes now focusing on the road. 

"Mhm, I came here dressed for hot weather." You replied, staring out the window. You checked your phone, Mark hadn't responded to your text. Maybe he was still setting up parts of the set. The taxi pulled up to the gates of the gigantic mansion. Along the gates was some writing.. "- .... . / -.. .- .-. -.- / --- -. . / .... .- ... / .-. . - ..- .-. -. . -.." It was probably in morse code or something. 

You didn't question it because you had better things to do. Mark stood on the front porch of the mansion, dry as a bone underneath it. Lucky bastard must've not had to deal with the rain when he arrived. Standing beside him was honestly the last person you'd ever wanted to see. Mark's girlfriend, Amy. She smiled at you and waved excitedly, you smiled back still a bit pained whenever you looked at her. 

You were happy for her of course, How was she to know anyway? You never made your feelings clear to either one of them. "You should get inside, the rains just getting worse and you're already pretty soaked." Amy said as you approached the porch. You followed them inside the mansion, leaving a trail of water behind you. "

So how was the flight?" Mark asked, walking beside you. "Long and boring." You replied, not meeting his eyes. "Damn. Hey, how about after we're done with the first filming sesh tomorrow we go out for food and stuff, Like old times?" Mark suggested. You shrugged. "Sure." The 2 of you walked upstairs. He gave you the keys to your room and then went back downstairs. You opened the door and walked inside. 

A shadow stood in the middle of your room. It turned and faced you, starting to approach. You shrieked and backed into the table, knocking a mirror down. Shards of glass went all over the floor and a loud, painful ringing filled your ears. You shut your eyes tight as the shadow approached closer. 

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Hiya I was wondering if you could do a (platonic) fic that is Reader x Antisepticeye where he comforts the reader that's struggling with their anxiety (if you want you can put in that the reader is having a panic attack) and he just gives them support and comfort (hugging, encouraging words and cuddles) Hope this isn't too much of an ask <3

Panic Attack (Antisepticeye x Reader)

TWs: Panic attack, mentions of argument(s)

(Sorry this took so long, I've been very busy. I hope you like it!)

You sat on the floor, knees to your chest. Your thoughts spiraling with every little breath you took. The argument you'd had with your roommate, Anti replayed in your head.

The things you'd shouted at each other stung deep into your soul.

The silence of the air around you felt thick enough to slice through as your tears pooled around your feet. The weight of every little word you'd shouted at him felt like an avalanche of guilt.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of faint glitching by your bedroom door.

"May I come in?" Antis raspy voice called out, it was filled with uncertainty. You didn't respond aside from some more tears and frantic breathing. He glitched into the room and knelt in front of you. "I'm uh, really sorry 'bout the things I said t'ya. Could ya try breathin' with me?" He suggested, You did as he told, a small weight lifting from your shoulder. You made an attempt to stand but your legs trembled, you started falling back to the floor but Anti caught you. "You're gonna be alright, Lets head t' the kitchen and I'll make you some tea. Then we can sit on the couch and watch whatever ya want, sound good?" You nodded, leaning on him for support.

You sat on the living room couch as Anti placed a hot cup of tea in front of you before he sat beside you. "Thanks." You muttered quietly, smiling at him. You leaned over to him and gave him a hug. He just sat there, a bit shocked for a moment before he hugged back. "Course, it's what friends do." He responded, a small smile forming.