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○°.Intro•°♡
Yapping, I'm supposed to be asleep.
Shitpost, straight STOLEN FROM DBZ, mentions of bathing together, Mark is downbad
It was unusual, THE Invincible having trouble with some lame teleporting bad guy? His punches that Mark took didn't hurt but it was hard to hit something he couldn't see, something that was constantly zipping in and out of existence.
"Invincible, can you hear me?" Cecil's voice rang out from the intercom. "I'm swapping you out, head back to base."
"What?!" Him? Benched? "No! I can handle this guy! If I could just—" he grunted as he was caught off guard by a shove, swinging behind him quickly but only swishing through air as that jerk's smug face disappeared. "—if he'd just stand still!"
"That's the problem. He's too quick for you. Head back to base." Mark gritted his teeth. No one's too quick for him, superspeed was on his list of powers damn it. Cecil's demands for him to return went unheard as he swung left and right, narrowly landing any punches or grazes. He wasn't even able to chase down the guy.
They say there's glory in knowing when to give up, but it felt pathetic, and he wasn't about to surrender to some coward who blipped in and out of sight because he's too much of a pussy to take a punch-
"Invincible? You there?" Your voice resounded this time, he glanced up as if talking to you with a confused expression. "Babe? What're you doing there?"
"You're not following orders again!" You dodged the question as you spoke into a microphone that Cecil offered you, watching the large screens. "Come back, now!"
"Tell Cecil to ask me to go back himself instead of getting someone else to!" He argued, you sighed.
"Mark Grayson, if you don't stop fighting this second, I'm never taking a bath with you ever again!"
At the word 'bath', he instantly remembered the warmth of the water surrounding you both, the soap suds that floated around him, some leaking down your naked body and censoring you in such a playful way that it made his heart jump, smiling at him with droplets clinging to your cheek, down your chin and back into the water, causing a smaller ripple unnoticed by your moving forms' back and forth.
Dread. Anguish. Fear. Is this what man felt? Is this what his enemies feel when death looms over the horizon of the knuckles of his fist? Drowning in blood? Mark's body stiffened as he looked up at the sky, goggles reflecting the light of the sun, the destructive flames of the burning star looming over earth.
It was quiet, Mark didn't respond and for a moment, you worried that hurt his feelings or if he didn't even listen.
you and whatever agents were in the room could see how he stopped. You could've sworn the screen glitches because he disappeared, leaving the teleporting foe behind. A whoosh flew into the room as your beloved hero boyfriend stood there, patting off his suit.
"We'll leave you to it then." He told Cecil before holding your hand, pulling you along and out of the guarded facility.
This will get me either fucked or killed, a win win situation.
I wanna hit Nibbles in the head with a newspaper, specifically after he was trapped in the wasteland. His absence made us bold but does he hate it? Love it? Gets turned on?
Got a little too into this my bad😋🩷
See, regular ol' Sinister that you were used to would have snapped your wrist for being defiant, leave the patches forming on your skin as a warning for any disrespect.
Though now, he looks down at you with a face full of facial hair, a longer messy hairstyle, and his outfit ripped to shreds, he snatches the newspaper from you and throws it aside. "Y'know, usually, I'd be pretty fuckin' pissed at you if you tried that shit with me." He starts with a huff.
"But right now?" Mark laughs, eyes closed as he recounted the wasteland nightmare. "I'm on cloud 9, you're here," eyes reopening. He tugs you closer to him, familiar hands mapping out every detail on your body. "And this isnt my brain fucking with me." He punctuated his point by tightening his grip on your ass. "Ooh, you're real real, alright."
"All this meat kept fresh for me." He licks his lips, watching your expression turn from fear to confusion, did he develop some ass fascination while he was gone?
He shoves his face into your neck to take a long sniff of you as his hands grope and grip you wherever he could, committing your body to memory once more. "We got a lot to catch up on, but not before you bend over for me.♡"
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Imagine, self aware men, who, some time after you picked up their comic to read, started noticing your presence.
It was faint, at first, just the feeling of someone watching them from afar, barely noticeable if not for their keen senses. He thinks it's a villain stalking him, or an alien too shy to ask for his help, but everytime he turns around, there's no one. Heck, he doesn't feel you behind him, you're everywhere!
Self aware men who, starts to notice something. You're not there every second of the day, only when something's happening, like when fighting off criminals or a major disaster. He starts to think that you're the reason for all of it, thinking that whenever he feels your presence, something's about to happen.
But then you're also there for the quiet moments. Those times when he doesn't have to be who he is in the public. When he's just himself again, either wallowing in his sadness or doing something mundane like household chores or just hanging out with friends. Maybe he's wrong with associating you with danger. You're just there.
Self aware men who starts to get curious about who you are. You've been with him since the start! Before he got his powers and became a hero/vigilante! You're there for the ups and downs. You're always by his side, like a silent support throughout everything. Who are you? Why are you here? Why him?
It was due to his involvement with magic, from a fight with a villain gone wrong or with the help of his comrades, that he finally got a glimpse of you. It was your eyes that he saw first, watching over him from the sky. You're... here. He can finally see you! Oh, you're beautiful!
Your face lights up whenever you see him, you brighten at the sight him! Only him! Oh stop it! You're going to make him crumble on spot!
Self aware men who, tried interacting with you, waving at your direction whenever he feels your presence, he finally knows where you are! He sometimes talks to you about his day, a bit vague enough to be understood like he's talking to himself.
You, on the other hand, is hella confused. Why is your favorite comic character acting like this? He's waving to nothing and saying things that won't make sense for the plot. You tried looking it up but found versions where none of it happened. Only the copy that you have in your hands shows this version of him. You know it isn't tampered with, you made sure to buy the editions from legitimate sources.
Meanwhile, he's giddy and kicking his feet. He saw how confused you are when he finally noticed you. You didn't expected it, didn't you? He should probably tone it down, you looked a bit scared.
Self aware men who, after some time, and more magic involvement, finally got to hear your voice. It makes him stop to soak in the sound. So this is how you sound like. He can hear your comments whenever something's happening, your cheers whenever he's fighting, your words of comfort whenever he's feeling down. Oh, you've been with him all this time... He wishes he could record your voice and hear it anytime he wants. But knowing that only he could see and hear you sends butterflies to his stomach. It's a special relationship reserved to only him and you!
Self aware men who, in some quiet nights, wonders what you are. You look, sound and act like human, but you're from a world beyond his. Are you from another dimension? Another Earth? How many worlds can you see? Is there others whom you visit aside from him?
The thought makes him sad, lonely even, as of course you're not fixated on him. Despite everything, he's not special, just someone who managed to catch your attention for a moment. You're out of his world, beyond being a human or an alien, untouched by what's happening around him.
He reaches a hand out to your direction, trying to grasp something that could make you stay. He doesn't know when you'll be gone or coming back, but he wants you to stay with him just a little while longer.
He wishes he could've been born in your world. Will you act the same if he is? Will you smile at his direction and talk to him like he's someone special in your life? He chokes a sob on that.
Self aware men who, smiles sadly at your direction, tragically separated in worlds.