#markiplier imagine

[thefanficmonster]

hiii could u do some markiplier x reader cuddle / affection headcanons? thank u :^)

Of course darling! Hope you enjoy 💕

~ Lots of love, Vy 💌

Softy Mark Headcanons:

Mark is such a cuddly teddy bear there is no doubt about it

Especially when he's tired

When he's away for any sort of trip the main hardship for him is having to sleep alone without you

The thought of coming home to you, sleeping in your shared bed with you in his arms is what keeps him going all throughout the trip and the way back

You can barely convince him to at least take a shower or maybe eat something before he dives in bed, requesting your company by his side so he can sleep soundly

Even when you two have an argument, which is a rather rare occasion, neither of you can sleep without the other's presence beside you

Chances are, come morning, you'd find yourself entangled in each other's embrace and the fight will be far off your mind

Good luck remembering what started the squabble or even holding a grudge

That in and of itself is a task and a half for you

It's impossible to hold a grunge against Mark

He'll kiss and tickle you into dropping the frown and replacing it with a smile

His way of apologizing always successfully provokes a laugh out of you which is basically your white flag of surrender

Mark, unlike you, is not ticklish so you can't even use that weapon against him

To be frank, it's his best bet at getting a giggle or a laugh from you no matter what is troubling you

'Good morning', 'Good night', 'Bye', 'You're home finally' kisses are mandatory

All others are a surprise attack

You'd be sitting around reading a book or maybe you're doing chores around the house

Good luck finishing whatever task you have at hand in a timely manner if Mark is home

He'd sneak up behind you stealthily and before you know it you've been enveloped in his arms and you feel the warmth of his lips on your neck

You too have developed your own surprise/sneak attacks

You'd sometimes make your way into his recording room if he hasn't left it for hours to steal him away from his work

You've seen first-hand how much he tends to get lost in it and forget about his basic needs

Luckily, you could never forget

You bring him snacks and drinks

You send the fluff duo Chica and Henry to distract him and give him a break when he refuses to do it himself

And past hour 5 you just straight up go in there to drag him out, convincing him that he is allowed to take a break and even postpone his work

Usually that break consists of takeout and a movie you two enjoy cuddled up on the couch where you eventually fall asleep

Work, chores, outside world - all but forgotten

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[parkvcrs]

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[oswinunknown]

ok tho on all that is holy, dont imagine finding dark during iswm p2 but theres no lore, no hidden codes, no games. like wilford, he gives you a chance to rest from falling through the wormhole over and over again.

like:

you cant remember the last time you slept.

in the grand scheme of this whole wormhole problem, sleep was far from your concern. every turn you took, every decision you made, all the lives you sacrificed. that made it very hard for you to get rest when the opertunity arose. it made you feel guilty for trying to rest when millions across the multiverse were suffering at your hands.

so, you kept on marching forward. a captain has to do what they must after all.

it seemed like a century ago when the novelty of visiting different universes died out. an eternity when you lost hope at finding answers, let alone a familiar face that didn't want to kill you.

it felt like several lifetimes have passed where you were blamed for this whole mess, and believed it.

as you floated wildly down the wormhole, you saw another split end to choose.

in a small fit of emotion, you closed your eyes and let your body be propelled to wherever it chose. not like wherever you landed mattered.

you felt the small jolt of arriving in another dimension peel your eyes open.

your standing in a small wooden cabin somewhere in the woods. outside the window, lushiouslly green grass was flowing with the wind, the sun accenting each blade with a touch of colour. a small patch of blue and red flowers not far from the home. there were the sounds of birds flowing overhead, the faint drone of a cricket somewhere over yonder, and the low but calming noise of a waterfall near the trees.

"fancy seeing you here, captain."

you swirled around frantically as you raised your hands to shield yourself. the past ten or so dimensions have been less than passive towards you, one might say.

"calm down captain," the man droned deeply, his body moving away to show no hostility. "its just me, relax."

your ears finally picked up on the high pitched rining and your felt your shoulders relax. "dark?"

the man nodded, his eyes raking your body for the first time. "you look like hell."

"it feels like it." you groaned, turning back to the window. "i can't remember the last time i slept."

behind your form, dark stilled at your words. he's heard something eerily similar.

closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to soak in the peace of this world before you were called elsewhere. it was rare to get a place as peaceful and as quiet as this.

"hey." dark called out, oddly soft-like as he extended his hand to you. "come with me."

it wasn't a choice. might as well.

taking his hand, the man opened the door out to the view you've been seeing. the small gust of wind against your face nearly knocking you out with comfort.

dark lead you through the wide field of flowers as you approached the woods. arriving on a paved road you could hear the sound of nature surrounding you in its tranquility.

eventually, you arrived at a quaint gazebo nestled between a few sturdy trees. the roof blooming with flowers of all kinds and colours drooping down to accent the white wooded platform

inside, you saw two small benches built against the railings, and a small table with simple foods like sandwiches and juice. on the floor was a small basket of blankets and other items you couldn't tell.

dark sat you at the bench closest to the woods and grabbed a sandwich from the table. "here, eat."

you shook your head, glancing at the glowing warp crystal in your palm before showing it to dark.

the man sighed. taking your hand and gently holding it with both of his own.

"no." he mumbles, gruff yet tenderly as the glow from the crystal dies out.

you looked at him in awe and exhaustion. "thank you."

the man gives you a small smile before handing you the sandwich he had earlier. "don't mention it, now rest up. i'm sure the multiverse will be there when your back."

as dark took a seat down a bit to your left, you took a weary bite.

you nearly collapsed right on the spot from how good it was.

this continued for quite some time, you eating your sandwiches and drinking your juice, all the while telling dark of some of your adventures to different universes. despite his rather intimidating aura, you found yourself in pleasant conversation with the man as he listened intently to your stories.

he told a few of his own. how wilford managed to convince the other egos to make a TV show called markiplier TV, the excitement around the arrival of yancy, illinois, and captain magnum. you can't remember the last time you laughed that hard at bings' antics.

as the sun was beginning to set and your food was long gone, you leaned against dark with your head in his shoulder as your eyes were fighting sleep.

"captain?" dark asked quietly, he knew you needed your sleep but couldn't help but ask. "why don't you take a nap?"

you hummed in protest. "guilt."

"what for?"

"everytime i close my eyes. everytime i try to rest, to find comfort in this wormhole. i-"

dark wrapped a comforting arm around you.

"i can hear all their screams, their cries, their anger at me. their blood is on my hands."

dark turned to you. "this is not your fault. you can't save everyone, captain."

"i have to try." you added lamely, your voice breaking slightly at the wave of tiredness that washed over you.

dark pulled you into a warm embrace. "and that is all the universe can ask from you." he whispered, taking your words in before reaching for the blanket.

"you look tired. i think you need to get some sleep."

nodding half heartedly, you allowed dark to place a blanket around your shoulders and lean against him for the night.

as you felt your mind begin to fade into unconsciousness, you smiled softly. "thank you dark, for all this."

the man smiled, "anytime, captain."

tomorrow, you would wake up in the arms of comfort and peace.

tomorrow, you would go back into the wormhole well rested and determined.

but that was for tomorrow.

and for the first time in an eternity. you slept.

#iswm #iswm spoilers #markiplier #in space with markiplier #iswm part 2 #darkiplier #dark #iswm fanfic #fanfiction #markiplier fanfic #markiplier imagine #in space with markiplier fanfiction #darkiplier x reader #darkiplier fanfiction #y/n the captain #captain y/n

[gay-dorito-dust]

Whatcha got there?

A dead body.

Prompt: ‘whatcha got there?’ ‘A smoothie.’

Tw: blood, murder or mentions of murder idk.

The house of Iplier seemed to become more lively within the night compared to as it was during the day considering that most of the egos were either supernatural or insomniacs. Tonight was no different as you were finishing topping off your smoothie with frozen berries to snack on afterwards; it would be considered a perfect evening had it not been for the sounds of people struggling to walk down the ivory staircase that lead into the foyer with constant curses whispered under their breaths and continuous stops as though whatever they were carrying was so heavy they had to take periodic breaks to catch themselves.

It was concerning to say the least because for all you knew one of them could’ve gotten hurt from doing something stupid and instead of going to the doctor, they just thought that they could walk the injury off instead. It happened with a lot of the egos but if there ever was an award for most reckless ego it would be a tie between Wilford and Bing. There was no need to go into specifics as to why that is but it was always them specifically who’d come back with a collection of scrapes, bruises and on some occasions even worse injuries.

Naturally you went to go and investigate on the pretence of indulging your curiosity from blooming into anything worse; you made your way to the doorway of the kitchen that gave you the perfect view of the staircase where you saw the red tuff of hair of Yandere and the burgundy turtleneck that stretched across Murdock’s broad shoulders. The pair were taking one step at a time as though one of them were potentially rigged to collapse and between them was a body bag and from that body bag hung a limp hand dripping blood on the pristine stairs in tiny droplets. Dark wasn’t going to like the mess as blood is known to be hard in getting out of things but you’d make sure that doesn’t happen because you didn’t want to wake up having to calm him down for something as trivial as blood on the staircase.

Neither of them has seem to be aware of your presence so you walked into the foyer with your smoothie and stopping at the base of the staircase to look at them as they carefully descended without dropping the dead body. “Whatcha got there?” You spoke aloud, catching them off guard as they’re hands instinctively let go of the body and watched on in silence as it slide down the remaining stairs until it’s cooling flesh was pressed against your sock covered feet as the limp hand was pinned to the floor. “A dead body.” Yandere said excitingly as he scampered down the rest of the staircase like a giddy school girl or an puppy who hasn’t seen their owners for twenty minutes until he was at you side.

“They can see that alright from the fucking blood trail we’re leaving behind.” Murdock murmured with distaste at the fact he got caught of guard as he slumped the rest of the way down the stairs to join the both of you before stealing your smoothie to take a sip to quench his thirst from all his hard efforts, “hey!” You cried smacking him on the arm as you yanked the smoothie away from his lips when you noticed that he was going to down the whole drink you spent awhile trying to perfect; only noticing the bloodied hand print he left behind until after you retrieved it and felt a sticky substance beneath your fingers. You almost gagged but managed to keep it inside before considering the drink a lost cause and handing it to Yandere who downed the rest of it.

“Where you planning on dumping this poor sap?” You asked, foot kicking the side of the dead body that hung out of the body bag from the slide down. A normal person would’ve screamed bloody murder before calling the authorities but you’ve been exposed to many of the egos murderous tendencies that you’ve later became decensortised and numb to it all. The smell of blood became regular to your sense that it might as well be a cologne or a perfume at this point from how often you’ve smelt it. “Where we always hide our bodies.” Murdock said as though it was completely obvious while Yandere picked out the frozen berries that submerged their way to the bottom with his bloodied fingers but you didn’t have the heart to stop him from doing so since he looked so joyous.

“The supposedly abandoned woods on the outside of town that no one goes to? Aren’t you scared that one day the police with find all the bodies hidden there?” You didn’t really need to ask because you already knew the answer to this, Dark always covered up whenever one of the egos killed as to keep the authorities from ever finding out. It’s worked out so good so far but you just feared that one day Murdock or Yandere would slip up and get caught; which would then lead to a potential full scale investigation for the other missing people that they’ve killed and there wouldn’t be a thing you could to to stop them without coming across as an accomplice to their madness. You have voiced this worry countless times but we’re always greeted with the same result, “those unqualified chumps? Oh please y/n we’re professionals at this craft, we know what we’re doing,” Murdock placed a gloved hand under your chin so that you were looking into his beautiful ruby red eyes that he hide behind a pair of black shades just as Bing hid his vibrant orange ones, “you don’t got to worry your pretty and/or handsome head about that from ever happing.”

“Yeah! We’d never let them catch us y/n, even if they did, they’d have to die for keeping me from my senpai.~” Yandere said menacingly through gritted teeth and a crazed look in his eye as every muscle in his body tensed before relaxing within the blink of an eye. “Yeah…I’ll let you both get back to what you were doing and I’ll clean up the blood before Dark find outs and has your guts for garters.” You patted the pair on the shoulders but before you could retreat to the kitchen for cleaning supplies Murdock caught you hand and pulled you back in front of him. “Before you do that, we need someone to open the door for us so we can actually get rid of the body.” He points out as he and Yandere then lifted the body into their arms while you rush towards the double doors to open one of them as the pair passed you by and into the night before shutting the door behind them to then retreat to the kitchen for cleaning supplies for the blood. This was going to be night you’ll never forget for the wrong reasons.

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[prettytoxicrevolver]

The Graveyard

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Why Don't We 

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Zach Herron 

Eben 

Outer Banks 

John B Routledge 

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CrankGamePlays 

Markiplier 

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[itsyourimaginaryworld]

My Name is Hunter I'm 5"9 and Go by alot of pronouns {It/its | Xe/Xem | Vo/Void | Glitch/Glitch's | Mo/Mori | Un/Unus | Puppet/Puppets} I am Androsexual. I'm a ISFP-T I'm a quiet person I don't like Talking much and Rather just listen to others on what They are Talking about But when I talk about my Interest with other people that like the same thing as me I do Start talking Because It's something I can share without Thinking that the person sees me as weird but otherwise I'm Quiet ^^

I have alot of Intrest I like watching Jacksepticeye, Markiplier, Thomas sanders and The Click. I like Reading and writing alot but I can never bring myself to write my ideas down so I just keep Them in my head. I love listening to music and my Favorite song Is "Give and Take" By Poormanspoison. I Daydream alot and am Stuck in my Own Fantasy world alot I like it there and feel safe I'm spacing out alot because of that ^^" Oh! I also Like The Dark academia, Dark Royal Core, Cottage core, and Vintage astehtic.

In general I am a very Kind and Caring person And I always put others before myself and I'm Gonna admit I am A bit Naive.

Guess What I'm looking for is Someone who will understand me how I am and just be there for me saying "I'm proud of you"

I ship you with Noir!Mark

When you and he met, he was drawn in by your quietness, his curiosity having him wonder what's on your mind. He'd do anything to try and get you to talk, which if that means listening to your interest, he will be happy to do so. After all, you're kind of a mystery for him to solve. I can also definitely see him as being the type to enjoy Thomas Sanders' music after you introduce him to it. He'd write down your ideas for you on a notepad as you tell them. He would admire your kindness and patience with people, and try and protect you by being the less naive and more critical one of you two. He would 100% be proud of whatever you achieve.

#these keep getting longer and longer #im writing whole life stories for people at this point #ah well #noir!mark #ship requests #shipping #markiplier shipping #markiplier imagine #ispwm

[devvvvvv0-0]

I love you Mark 😩😩😩

#markiplier #markiplier imagine #😩

[chloesimaginationthings]

This will be Markiplier’s cameo in the FNAF 2 movie

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #mike schmidt #fnaf vanessa #vanessa afton #markiplier #the bite of 87 #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf 2 #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #I’m joking but can you imagine #making him say ‘bite of 87’ just makes sense right?? #mark just an old security guard who knows it all

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Master List

Master list Pt.2

YouTubers

Jschlatt

King pt.1 - smut

King pt.2 - smut/ fluff

Trust is for the weak - smut/angst

Trust is for the Weak Pt.2 - smut

Class final - smut

Class final Pt.2 - smut

Class final Pt.3 - smut

Dreams - smut

Frozen Treat - smut

Argument - smut

Aphrodite - smut

The Hunt - smut

Pretty Boy - smut

Crush - smut

What we once had - smut

Pipsqueak - smut

Silence - smut

Look at me - smut

Fireworks - fluff

Cuffed - fluff

Prized Possession - fluff

Moodboard - selfies your Bf Schlatt sends you

Moodboard - more selfies your Bf Schlatt sends you

Moodboard - pics you've taken of your bf Schlatt

Imagine - smut

Imagine - smut

Imagine - smut

Imagine - smut

Imagine - smut

Imagine - fluff

Imagine - fluff

Swaggersouls

So pretty - smut

Lights out - smut

The Key - smut

Psychedelic Love - smut

"Happy birthday, sweetheart" - smut

Podcast - fluff

Imagine - smut

Your Narrator

Sick Day - fluff

Wholesome Viking Warrior Pt.1 - smut

Wholesome Viking Warrior Pt.2 - smut

Mully

"Good boy" - smut

Three Way - smut

Lightning - smut

Just a downtown stroll - smut

Break it up - Smut

Pretty little thing - smut

"She's mine" - smut

Sweet submission - smut

Lust - smut

Double the man power (Mully and Narrator) - smut

Cold chill and steam - smut

Point Proven - smut

VR - fluff

Bridge the gap - fluff

"I love my girl" - fluff

Joshdub

Threebee (Josh and Juicy) - smut

Daddy's princess - smut

Tom Hardy

The League (Bane) - fluff

The League Pt.2 (Bane) - fluff/violence

The League Pt.3 (Bane) - smut/fluff

The League Pt.4 (Bane) - fluff

Fearless (Alfie Solomons) - smut

Red (Alfie Solomons) - angst

The club (Reggie Kray) - smut

Star Wars

Past comes to haunt Future to save (Din Djarin) - fluff

Tune up Pt.1 (Paz Vizsla) - smut

Tune up Pt.2 (Paz Vizsla) - smut

Little one Pt.1 (Paz Vizsla) - smut

Little one Pt.2 (Paz Vizsla) - smut

Little one Pt.3 (Paz Vizsla) - fluff

TWD

Two hearted love (Aaron) - fluff

Trust needs to be earned (Aaron) - fluff

"Give me your hand" (Aaron) - fluff/ Violence

One on One (Eugene Porter) - fluff/ Violence

Stranger Things

Fight or flee Pt.1 (Eddie Munson) - fluff

Fight or flee Pt.2 (Eddie Munson) - smut

Fight or flee Pt.3 (Eddie Munson) - fluff

"Don't tell me you're getting mushy"- fluff

Shameless

"Tell your boyfriend I'll kill him" (Mickey Milkovich) - smut

The more you know (Mickey Milkovich) - smut

My wife (Mickey Milkovich) - angst/fluff

Keep off (Mickey and Ian) - fluff/Violence

What I own (Mickey and Ian) - fluff/ Violence

Boyfriend like Girlfriend (Mickey Milkovich) - fluff

The Last Of Us

"I love you, Y/n only you" (Joel Miller) - fluff

The Witcher

Silver and White (Geralt of Rivia) - fluff

DC

Pretty (Joker) - Violence

I promise (Slade Wilson) - angst

General's gaze (General Zod) - smut

NCIS

"Fuck you, Dinozzo" (Tony Dinozzo) - fluff

Boardwalk Empire

Gangsters Paradise Pt.1 (Al Capone) - fluff

Gangsters Paradise Pt.2 (Al Capone) - fluff

Gangsters Paradise Pt.3 (Al Capone) - fluff/Violence

Gangsters Paradise Pt.4 (Al Capone) - fluff/Violence

Gangsters Paradise Pt.5 (Al Capone) - fluff

Mafia Pt.1 (Charlie Luciano) - smut

Vecchio Amico (Charlie Luciano) - fluff

Slashers

"The only monster I see is you" (Thomas Hewitt) - smut

All my stories wouldn't fit on this page, so I had to make a Pt.2

#jschlatt x you #jschlatt x reader #markiplier x reader #swaggersouls x reader #swaggersouls imagine #your narrator x fem reader #joshdub x fem reader #alfie solomons x you #alfie solomons x reader #reggie kray x fem reader #reggie kray x reader #bane x reader #tom hardy bane #paz vizla smut #paz vizsla x reader #din djarin x reader #din djarin smut #eddie munson x reader #mickey milkovich x ian gallagher #mickey milkovich x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #joel miller x fem reader #joel miller x y/n #twd aaron x fem reader #jared leto joker #al capone x reader #charlie luciano x fem reader #thomas hewitt x reader #general zod x fem reader #tony dinozzo x reader

[fuck-i-burnt-the-tea]

𝑬𝒖𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒂 - 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒈𝒏! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Scenario: You're the significant other (and editor) of Markiplier, and he notices that you've been overworking yourself

Warnings: none, just Mark being a cutie patootie <3 no gendered pronouns used, reader is referred to as "you"

Eudaemonia: the state of being lucky

You were currently working on editting a video for your boyfriend, Markiplier. You had gotten the bulk of it done, but there was just a little more to do. You knew it was getting late, but what's the harm in wanted to finish your project?

Your boyfriend apparently, that was the harm. He gently knocked on the door before letting himself in, and when he saw that you were still working? Oh boy, he was not pleased.

"It's late, love", he said, cocking an eyebrow as he folded his arms across his muscular chest.

You sheepishly looked up from your laptop, before playing a small smile on your lips. "I know baby, I'm almost done, I promise" You said softly, rubbing your eyes and blinking.

However, he did not take that for an answer, simply walking over to you, closing your laptop, taking your headphones off, and picking you up like it was no big deal. "Well, you're done now. Take a break, will ya, doll?" He chuckled, carrying you to your shared bedroom.

And honestly, you were tired, so you didn't protest, just letting him place you on the soft mattress, pulling the blanket over you.

Eyes half closed, you felt his weight on the opposite side of the bed, and his arms were quickly around you. "You overwork yourself sometimes, just let yourself breathe once in a while. The work is gonna be there, but you know you don't perform your best when you're tired, or stressed. Just get some rest love, I promise you'll have time to edit that video, just not right now" He murmured in your ear, placing gently kisses on your cheek and jawline.

And you knew he was right, the video would be there tomorrow, and right now, it was important that your mind and body were well rested.

A/N: sorry it's short!! I have a bunch of ideas to write but I figured that I'd just get this one out first 😭😭

As always, likes, comments, follows, and reblogs are greatly appreciated 🫶 As school starts back up, remember to take breaks and remember that your mental health is more important! Take care of yourself, physically and emotionally. Your body does a lot for you, so treat it nicely 💋

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[beybaldes]

— beybaldes's masterlist !!

eddie roundtree !!

the woman that loves you (boy you're such a fool)

they long to be (close to you)

don't let it burn (don't let it fade)

all I know of love is how to live without it p2 (i just can't seem to find it)

gold dust woman

yesterday once more

some word today from my boyfriend so far away

goodbye to love

social media au 1 2

warren rojas !!

and wouldn't you love to love her?

back again (just like a long lost friend)

rainy days and mondays

the lovers, the dreamers and me

your love's put me at the top of the world

social media au 1

graham dunne !!

maybe you can’t see how much you mean to me

i’ve acted out my love on stages with 10,000 people watching

social media au 1 2

̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇

roy kent !!

it was simple, it was sweetness, it was good to know

the twitter verse - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

no thing defines a man like love that makes him soft

and somehow I know that you and I would’ve found eachother

jamie tartt !!

the heartbreak prince coming soon!!

̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇

simon aumar !!

that which you cannot see

that which you cannot here coming soon!!

suck the rot right out of my bloodstream coming soon!!

̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇

detective abe !!

the prying hands of choice

a love never flourished

somewhere, somehow

̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇

sejanus plinth!!

one single threat of gold tied me to you

I swam a lake of fire, I’d have walked across the floor of any sea

of the goodness, love, I still carry for you

open the blinds, let me see your face

when you know, you know

you can hear it in the silence (you can see it with the lights out)

#warren rojas imagine #warren rojas x reader #eddie roundtree imagine #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving x reader #eddie loving imagine #djats imagine #djats x reader #daisy jones and the six x reader #daisy jones and the six imagine #graham dunne imagine #graham dunne x reader #abe the detective #district attorney x the detective #in space with markiplier x reader #wkm x reader #simon aumar x reader #simon aumar imagine #Jamie tartt x reader #Jamie tartt imagine #roy Kent x reader #roy kent imagine #masterlist #masterpost

[darealsaltysam]

does it ever drive you crazy...

...just how fast the night changes?

#THIS IS WHY I NEED DARK VS ANTI 2. #THEYVE GOTTEN SUCH GLOW UPS. #AND THEY BOTH HAVE SUCH GOOD STORYLINES NOW #i want dark to mention chase and iris. i want anti to ask if its celine or damien behind the wheel #IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES FOR THEIR PETTINESS #COME ON #jacksepticeye #markiplier #antisepticeye #darkiplier #chase brody #a heist with markiplier

[gay-dorito-dust]

Upon his skeletal steed, is this death that I see before me?

The necromancer (from the mystic crystal by NSP) x reader.

Tw: death, blood, murder, angst.

He rode upon a skeletal steed who’s mane and tail were that of haunted green flames as their eye sockets were glowing husks of light. A terrifying sight to some as his forth coming were grave indications of death and chaos which trailed behind him like a cloak of pure darkness. The necromancer was a wicked, wicked man who’s heart was only capable of producing the most heinous acts of evil known to man. Yet you knew him before he was known as Necromancer, to you he was and still is Mark, your dearly beloved friend who had lost his way in his pursuit of becoming more despite how heavily looked down upon his magic was even now.

Mark was one of the best magic users the school had ever seen, they once praised him but when he found out that those praises were only so they would be spared from being used as his undead minions later on in life and not genuine appraisal for his craft. This soured him so yet he at least still had you to be upfront and blatant with him; having come from a lineage of dark magic wielders yourself you knew what was to be expected when people got wind of such and instead embraced it to the fullest. There had been many attempts in taking your life by those who saw your mere existence as a omen for bad things yet to come and plague their lives; Yet you survived with the intent to spite them all.

Mark was the only friend you made there and you were his only friend; yet things changed, they always end up changing for better or for worse. Neither of you were powerful to stop that day where you were both forced to be up in arms against one another when one night as the school was sound asleep, Mark had his undead minions cowardly slaughter everyone in their sleep yet when they entered your room they only stood still as though awaiting commands, blocking your only way out in the process. You were at first frightened of what was to come next but you were more then willing to go down trying to fend for your school; so as you were reading yourself for an uneven fight of two against one Mark, face covered by the black mask that he was know for in present day, dressed darkly as the cloak billowed behind him as the undead got down on one knee before his presence, causing him to smirk pridefully before his dark eyes caught onto the betrayal your face portrayed.

He didn’t want to kill you like he did the others, after all you were the only one who blessed him with basic human decency yet it wasn’t enough to keep him away from delving headlong into the darkness that had been calling his name in the depths of his dreams, calling to him with promises of power and a potential future where you’d rule by his side. Who was he to pass up such a tempestuous offer? His vision was too obscured to the obvious fact that these were nothing more but false promises built upon the unspoken feelings he had yet to admit himself. Now that reality would never come to pass as soon enough a fight broke out between the both of you, blood was shed and bonds were broken that day but it was you who dealt the final blow by sending him and his undead horde elsewhere as you were left standing in the rubble of what once was your school; Now light ablaze with green fire that consumed it’s remains and some nearby trees as blood of the innocent stained the cobblestone road.

The smell of their charred corpses and smoke never left you as you began your own training for the day that Mark would ever return for revenge. It acted as a motivator and a haunting reminder of what would become of the small town you now lived in seclusion if you weren’t ready for him, for Necromancer. There were days were you’d find yourself thinking back to the days where you’d sit in a field away from everyone during break and making crowns for one another from the most unusual of things, smiling happily at one another from how ridiculous you both looked. You had to remind yourself that those days were gone, Mark had died that day he chose to give into Necromancer’s wishes and slaughter the school who viewed him as a disgrace without a second thought.

You brought a hand to rub at the scar across your forearm that was caused when one of Necromancer’s undead minions caught you with their sword that was laced with something that made you sluggish. Your eyes were blurred with tears at the fact that you had to fight someone you loved before getting serious when the reality of what loosing the fight would mean at the end and giving it your all to Mark’s surprise. He was certain that you’d yield and join him so when he was cast elsewhere that’s when the betrayal finally kicked in. Tears of anger brimmed his eyes causing him to tear off the black mask that covered his face to allow them to fall down his cheeks as he dropped to his knees in defeat, looking out at where you once stood, grasping your bloodied side with one hand while casting him out of your life with the other. He was doing this for the both of you! Why couldn’t you see that?! All he wanted was what’s best for you and that was to be together, side by side like you promised long ago during your first day at school where you found him hiding on the rooftop, crying.

You both missed one another, there was no other way of saying it but with how everything went down there was no future where the one of you would still be alive by the time you’d see each other again. The memories haunted you both with the what could’ve been if Mark had not took the route he did that night and the days leading up to that night. Fate had spoken and you were destined to face off one more time before the victor would be decided. You missed his tight and comforting hugs and he missed your sharp wit and overbearing kindness. Amongst the many crystals that laid within his lair Mark made one in your likeness subconsciously one day and would find himself talking to it as though he was talking to you before realising what he was doing and storming off to enact his revenge. His heart was hellbent on remembering you and the good times you brought him yet his mind was hellbent on reminding him of the day you betrayed him. There were once days where he was in utter distraught in which he should listen to but now he had made his decision, as long as you were alive acting as his weakness he’d never get stronger.

Yet fate had once again made itself known as he wandered through the small town on horseback to see firelight twinkle through the forest and an unsettling feeling embedded itself into his chest as he urged his horse after them though keeping a good enough distance between them and it wasn’t long until he priced together where they were heading. “No, no, they couldn’t be.” He murmured as he continued to follow even when the first person set your house alight as they were followed by others until your house was nothing but ashes and cinders. The fire roared in pain along side your cries until it simmered to smoke soon after, poetically paralleling how you stood there watching the school burn with a look that couldn’t even begin to describe what you were feeling in that moment. He wasn’t fast enough to save you and now he was left to suffer from your loss at the hands of the people that looked down on people like you and him.

Anger wasn’t even close with what Necromancer felt as thoughts of revenge entered his mind as he traveled back into town where the crowd was celebrating killing an magic user, too busy patting themselves on the back to notice the skeletal steed with the green flame mane stalking towards them with a clocked figure upon its back staring daggers into their hearts for taking you from him. They couldn’t see the tears of rage brimming his eyes as he lifted his corrupted hand to summon the undead who stood at attention. “Kill them all,leave not one survivor.” Necromancer ordered as your screams were all he could hear as he watched his minions kill every man, woman and otherwise without mercy. He could’ve saved you but he was too late and now he was paying the price. Flashes of your memories came to the forefront as he tried not to submit to the heart break but the harder he tried to not feel a thing the more painful the emotions got. They seared deep within his chest that he swore he was heating up from the inside from it.

After all was said and done Necromancer retreated back to his lair though not before paying one last visit to your burnt house where within the rubble he found a scrap of clothing, your clothing; Without hesitation he made a grab for it and held it against his chest as he finally allowed himself to feel out those emotions he tried to keep bottled inside. He screamed into the dark of the night, the pain, betrayal, heartbreak and loss came out of his throat like a broken roar. The last part of light within him had died along with you that night and now he just wanted to join you for he couldn’t deal with the pain yet fate wouldn’t allow him after all he was the villain of this story was he not?

#the necromancer x reader #the necromancer imagines #the necromancer imagine #markiplier imagines #markiplier imagine #markiplier x reader #markiplier egos x reader #markiplier egos imagine #markiplier egos imagines #iplier egos imagine #iplier egos x reader #iplier egos imagines #Spotify #necromancer mark x reader #necromancer mark imagines #necromancer mark imagine

[ask-the-invincible-crew]

It's January and the mistledrone's STILL flying around? Danny......you've got some explaining to do......

bonus: THE MOST REQUESTS IVE EVER RECEIVED FOR A SINGLE COMIC

for the past three weeks, THREE WEEKS IVE BEEN GETTING THESE ASKS. I HEAR YOU ALL LOUD AND CLEAR.

#Markiplier #iswm #in space with markiplier #captaineer #Engineer mark #main #ask-the-invincible-crew #Scheeze art #MISTLETOE ARC 2022 #for legals reasons imagine that i posted this on time skdjhfkdsKJHSDKF

[falseroar]

Colonel: I think you all know why I gathered you here today: to play the most dangerous game.

District Attorney: Knife monopoly?

Colonel, dropping the board game and a plethora of knives in the middle of the table: Finally, a person of culture!

Abe: What the hell…?

#markiplier #wkm colonel #wkm abe #wkm district attorney #I just like to imagine the two of them being on the same page in the weirdest ways sometimes #incorect quote #knife monopoly

[store-force-center]

#spencer reid imagine #sk1nn1 #mindset #sean o'pry #toph #in space with markiplier #she thicc #inanimate insanity #mermaids #Kenna James #burberry #homestuck #muscular