I see people talk about Jon and Martin being Chester and Norris, or how they really just want them to be dead or happy in another world
They are probably trapped, do they even know they are? Is it the web? Is it just Jonah mimicking them? I mean the resemblance of Norris and Martin are uncanny- same for Jon and Chester- and we wouldn't really know about Jonah but he did act like that in TMA as Elias, he loved the power he had
It could all be a lie though, I mean, if they are trapped, it's Karma honestly, I don't have to go into why it's Karma for Jonah, but for Jon and Martin?
Jon caused the end of the world, his chase for knowledge in season one and two started this, I mean he compelled innocent people in season 4, season 5 he says he enjoys all the pain, even if he doesn't want to, he killed avatars, made the one guy an avatar, he's not some perfect man. Not the mention, even when he had the chance to save that world, live a peaceful life, he chose to, or at least attempted to, kill everyone, kill Jonah, and do end the world pretty much, thanks to Martin that didn't happen.
For Martin, well he joined Peter, he also caused the end of the world, he did it for a selfish reason as well, he wanted to die, then when Jon became alive again, it was for Jon, only after he thought he was dead. He wanted Jon to go all kill Bill, even kill a man who didn't want to be an avatar and is just like them in that since, all because he was jealous that he woke up Jon. Now I am so on bored with him when he wanted Simon to die- so he's also not some perfect man, no one is, but not everyday people start the end of the world
Now you don't have to agree or disagree, it's just my rambling, I love Jon and Martin, they are some of my favorite characters, and it's all fictional, just a fun ramble! Don't take this theory they're in the computers because of Karma as serious-
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bubbles and kisses — mark lee.
warnings: lots of fluff cause im lonely and this is mainly for me, suggestive coments, cursing, mark being so sweet it will make you cry cause you will never have him (if there's more i need to warn lmk)
a/n: was feeling a little down and wrote this. hope you like it. english' not my first language so if any mistake please understand and also let me know cause mistakes make me want to throw up
"hi, baby." you greeted your boyfriend as you entered the appartment you shared with him.
mark looked up from his phone, as he was resting on the sofa and inmediatly stood up so he could give you a hug. "hi, my baby." he said while he gave you a kiss on the cheek, smiling but it dissapeared "why do you sigh? is everything alright?"
you smiled. you loved how he noticed the very small details. "it's nothing, babe, i'm just tired. i've been dealing with a lot of clients... the annoying ones." you gave him a little kiss with a little smile.
"oh, i'm sorry, it's okay, you're home now so i guess that's better, right?" mark asked and you nodded. "well, how about i prepare you a nice, warm bath? how does that sound?"
"oh, it sounds amazing, but would you do that for me? it's okay if i just shower." you asked him, you didn't want to bother him. he was probably more tired than you.
"yeah, of course." he brushed your hair out of your face. "i'd prepare you a million baths." he smiled, while giving you another kiss. "meanwhile, why don't you eat the pasta i bought you? cause you know i can't cook for shit, and it's still warm." you laughed and nodded to his offer.
he went away to your shared bathroom and you went to the kitchen to eat the pasta he told you about. he was right, it was still warm, and it was also really good. while you ate, you scrolled on your phone, texted back a few friends that you hadn't replied to because you've been busy with your job and if you weren't doing something related to your job you were sleeping. it was hard to maintain your life, boyfriend, friends, co-workers, clients. you just wanted a break.
"y/n! bath's ready, come here!"
"i'm coming, hold up!"
you saved the left overs of the pasta in the fridge and headed straight to the bathroom. when you opened the door, you were shocked, you couldn't believe what your boyfriend had done even though it was ultra common with him. the bathroom was full of your favorite candles, therefore it was smelling to your favorite scent, the tub was full of bubbles just how you liked it, there was your favorite playlist playing in the background and your favorite person was just there checking the perfect water temperature.
"oh my god, mark, babe, you did not."
"i did, you deserve this after a long, rough day." he smiled. "now, come here." you went to him and he grabbed your cheeks and gave you a long kiss on the lips. "okay, now, let me." he started by taking off your blazer because you were still wearing office attire and then he began to unbotton your blouse.
"fuck yeah, i'm getting laid tonight." you said, while mark now was taking off your blouse.
all he did was laugh. "jesus christ, y/n, stop being a pervert, we're not having sex tonight i'm still tired from yesterday, bro. now just enjoy this and be quiet." mark got on his knees and started taking off your trousers, holding your hands so you get ouf them when the trousers were now at your feet. "do you want me to take off your panties too?"
you had to be honest, he looked so good on his knees ready to take off everything that was on you but you had to shake off the thought. his question, though, was very straight forward, and it made you feel shy and vulnerable. you didn't say anything, you just nodded, letting him know that he could do whatever he wanted to do. and he did. before taking off your underwear, he made sure to give some light kisses to your legs and all you could do was carress his hair. he took the off and then stood up to unhook your bra.
the thing is: he never, once, looked at your body; even though he has seen all of you thousands of times in different contexts, this was different. this was so delicate, so intimate. you felt so safe even in this very vulnerable state, and you knew he would never do anything to hurt you.
he finished taking everything off and gave you a kiss again. "you look beautiful, baby, now get in." he held your hand while you walked on the steps the tub had. you felt like yourself again. the water was perfect, the bubbles felt right on your skin, the smell of the candles flodded your nose. it was all perfect, thanks to your boyfriend.
"aren't you getting in with me?" you asked him.
"i showered before you got home, so don't worry." he kissed your forehead. then he grabbed your hair and tied it in a bun so you wouldn't get it wet.
you just sat there, hugging your knees, feeling the warmth of the water and thinking how you were a really lucky girl to have someone like mark lee in your life and also, to be able to call him your boyfriend. hopefully, one day, your husband.
you opened your eyes and saw your boyfriend sitting on the steps there beside you, just staring at you. "what are you looking at, mark lee?" you asked him.
"just how pretty you are." and he looked really pretty too, resting his head on his hand, on his favorite black t-shirt and pajama pants.
"stop." you smiled.
"you're blushing, you'reeee blushing." he made fun of you and stood up a little bit to give you another kiss, which apparently, kissing you was something he couldn't stop doing tonight. "do you want me to go so you can have some alone time?" he asked.
"no, don't go." you said, inmediatly. "stay with me, please?"
"whatever you want, baby."
you held his hand and gave it a little kiss while you made it rest on your knees. and just stayed there, enjoying his prescence. the silence, the water, the scent and just him. it was perfect, but only because mark was there with you. and not only now, he was there every step of the way just as you were with him.
something hard to find, but totally worth it.
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