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gaymingwriter · 2 months

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Valentine’s Day Headcanon/Drabbles

I’m very slow with requests but I’m currently working on them! I just wanted to write something for Valentine’s Day. Also I don’t usually write Date Mark but since it’s Valentine’s Day I think it fits

Characters in Order: Darkiplier, Damien, Googleplier, Date Mark, Illinois, Eric Derekson, Jameson Jackson

Category: Fluff

Pronouns: They/Them, not used directly

Warnings: Writer’s favorites are obvious, swearing, somewhat spicy reference in Illinois’s but it’s not much

Darkiplier

- This is one of the only holidays he actually plans for and looks forward to

- He actually takes the day off for once to spend time with you

- Would wake you up with your favorite breakfast in bed

- After you’re done eating he cuddles you for a while

- Then he takes you shopping. He’ll buy you pretty much anything you want

- (He’d think it’s really sweet if you got him something too though, so you should do that. It doesn’t have to be expensive)

- Takes you to your favorite restaurant for lunch

- Y’all go for a walk and go to the library/zoo/aquarium (or whatever you prefer)

- He takes you to a fancy restaurant for dinner

- Y’all cuddle and watch movies when you get home <3

Damien

- Y’all stay in for the most part

- Cuddling and movies all day

- He got you flowers and a small gift

- He’d be happy with anything you got him <3

- Makes breakfast and lunch for you

- (Though he will love it if you both cooked together)

- Took you to a nice restaurant for dinner

Googleplier

- He didn’t really understand Valentine’s Day?

- He does his research though

- Goes probably too hard with it

- Ends up planning way too much

- When he wakes you up, he excitedly tells you about everything he planned

- …you very gently let him know that all of his plans would be incredibly stressful

- He’s a little sad at first, but he doesn’t want to stress you out, so he changes his plans to be a couple things

- You get each other some gifts

- You go out to your favorite restaurant for lunch

- Y’all spend the rest of the day cuddling

- Takeout for dinner

- He’s honestly really flustered the whole time

- Even if it isn’t exactly as he planned, he’s still really happy with how everything went <3

Date Mark

- This fucker lives for Valentine’s Day

- The whole speech he gave during ISWM about all the things he planned for the date?

- Yeah, since that didn’t happen, he saved it for today

- He’s actually a real sweetheart when Actor isn’t using him as a character

- Gets you a bouquet of roses, a teddy bear, a box of your favorite kind of chocolate, one of those heart lockets with a picture of both of you in it, and a little heart that he knitted for you

- He sobs of joy and appreciation when you get him something, no matter how small it is

- He takes you to dinner, the fair, and a movie

- And you both hold hands <33

- Y’all binge watch shows and cuddle for the rest of the night

Illinois

- He may be a flirty bastard

- That’s it that’s the sentence

- He does plan an adventure for the day!

- …y’all don’t really leave bed for a while though

- Most of it is cuddling!

- He ends up just taking you to the zoo or aquarium

- He almost cries in public when you get him a gift at the gift shop

- Dinner at the zoo/aquarium food court isn’t the most glamorous, but it was perfect for both of you

- Afterwards you watch cheesy romantic movies until you fall asleep

Eric Derekson

- He made plans! He’s just incredibly nervous to tell you!

- For this reason, you made sure he knew that you’d prioritize any plans he had, but you still had your own ideas

- He shyly brought up that he wanted to have a picnic

- You loved the idea, and your lunch was spent on a blanket in the park <3

- You got him a gift and it made him feel so loved it was great

- He got you some flowers and something you’d had on a gift wishlist

- He was so afraid you wouldn’t like it but he was reassured when you hugged him

- The rest of the day was just the two of you being sweet and romantic with each other

Jameson Jackson

- Gentleman of the year, honestly

- He crocheted some hearts and a little plushie for you

- Turned on some music and danced with you for a while <3

- He made you breakfast, and you make him lunch

- Y’all watched some of yours and his favorite movies for a while

- You gave him some flowers and chocolates

- He loves the classic gifts <3

- You order from y’all’s favorite restaurant for dinner

- The rest of the night is spent chatting and watching movies

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groven4 · 11 months

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Markiplier Egos with an Asexual DA / Viewer

a/n: I decided to write this specifically as you coming out to them after you've already been dating for a while so it'd be different enough from the Aro hcs thing I already did. We cool with that? Alright.

WILFORD WARFSTACHE

Like I've already said, he doesn't care what your sexuality/gender is, he's immediately accepting of you and your identity.

That really doesn't change if you're dating.

Boundaries can take a lot of getting used to for him; he's a very physically affectionate kind of person.

He tries his best tho and always apologizes if he realizes he's touching you in a way that you've said makes you uncomfortable.

There's really not much else to it, things just continue as normal.

DARKIPLIER

Doesn't care. (supportive)

It really doesn't affect your relationship at all.

He doesn't usually like people touching him apart from specific circumstances with those he trusts, so boundaries aren't really an issue.

Again, not much left to say.

GOOGLEPLIER

He'd probably recite the definition of asexual except it's like the one for reproduction.

He's not being a dick for once though, he's just genuinely confused.

After explaining it to him, he finds the right definition and is kinda just like: "...Oh yeah, me too."

BINGIPLIER

"...Like a plant?"

Yeah, he doesn't get it at first either.

"Ooohhhhh! Same, brah. Same."

ACTOR

I can't not see him as a little aphobic before the events of wkm, but considering he's now lived for over like a hundred years or something, he outta be a little less ignorant now.

I mean, he might not fully get it at first still, but he'd try his best to for you.

He'd never force you into something you're uncomfortable with like that anyway. If you really don't wanna have sex, he's not gonna throw a hissy fit over it. (even tho that does feel like a very actor mark thing to do)

Just remember to assure him that it has nothing to do with him specifically or it's gonna make him insecure. He's a narcissist, the love of his life not finding him attractive is gonna make an impact.

Very respectful about your boundaries despite being a touchy kinda person. If you're not okay with certain kinds of touches, just let him know.

Overall, it might take a bit for him to adapt, but his effort is at least endearing.

YANCY

As previously mentioned, he'll most likely already be familiar with it due to his very inclusive friend group.

He's at least knowledgeable enough to know that asexuality is a spectrum, so he'd probably ask you to explain what flavor of it you happen to be.

Very supportive!

He's never really felt like he needs sex in a relationship anyway.

He's honestly just happy you gave him enough of a shot to wanna be friends let alone date him.

Would stab an aphobe for you<3

ILLINOIS

Honestly surprised at first, he had no idea that was even a thing.

He's totally okay with it of course! He just didn't know you could have a relationship where sex isn't like...mandatory.

Similarly relieved as I've described before when you explain it to him. It's a welcomed change to be sure.

He'll hold back on flirtatious comments if they make you uncomfortable.

Tries his best to respect your boundaries. He feels lonely if you don't cuddle him at night tho.

Sexual intimacy has become something he dreads with meaningful relationships. He likes getting to focus more of his time on you as a person, making sure you feel loved, and just treasuring your time together.

Overall really supportive.

HEAD ENGINEER

A little awkward around the topic of sex I imagine.

Mostly cus you're still the captain so power dynamics and all that.

You're already risking a lot just by being together romantically, that kind of workplace relationship could definitely get you both in some hot water. No matter how temptingly scandalous it can seem.

This was basically the stuff that first came to mind once you told him and he almost felt relieved because of it. I mean, that's certainly a headache you shouldn't have to risk dealing with now.

Outside of logistic nonsense, he's very supportive all around.

Like I've said, he can sometimes overcompensate when it comes to boundaries, so assurance helps if that's not something that bothers you.

He came up with this like dorky way of quantifying things where basically he says any energy he'd put into sex he instead puts into cuddling you twice as much and- just- yeah-

MURDOCK

Very calm and reassuring if he sees you were anxious while telling him.

Even if you weren't he's pretty chill about it.

Every action of his is typically very calculated no matter the situation, even if in more of a purposely sporadic kind of way. So needless to say, he's pretty good about boundaries.

I mean, if you're in the middle of making a quick get away and end up having to get uncomfortably close to hide or something, that can't really be helped, but yk. (he'd make it up to you later anyway, probably something dinner related)

#markiplier egos x reader #wilford warfstache x reader #darkiplier x reader #googleplier x reader #bingiplier x reader #actor mark x reader #yancy x reader #ahwm yancy x reader #illinois x reader #ahwm illinois x reader #head engineer mark x reader #space mark x reader #murderplier x reader #iswm murderplier x reader #iswm murdock x reader #asexual reader #asexuality #asexual

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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Can you do Illinois x reader where the reader sacrifices themselves for him somehow through a trap with water or something, and stops breathing. Illinois absolutely loses his shit and keeps trying to resuscitate them, and just when he’s about to fall into despair, a breath comes from the reader, and Illinois just shatters, and collapses against them, sobbing into their chest. Illinois then kisses them and confesses feelings.

"Man, we actually gotta go underwater for this?”

“It appears so.” Illinois looked down into the entry point.

The pool of water appeared awfully dark and murky, but then again you can’t always expect crystal-clear blue water in an underground lake.

“This is the final test. A “test of sacrifice”...I’m pretty sure it means oxygen.”

“I hope so. Looks like we just gotta swim through a small maze to reach the lever at the bottom.” You traced the symbols on the rocky walls, brushing your hand to clear the dirt. “Then these walls in front of us should open to reveal the treasure room....there’s just one problem.”

“And what would that be, partner?” He raised an eyebrow.

“It says only one person can go...or else some ancient sensors will go off and unleash a barrage of piranhas.” A hidden drawing revealed two stick figures getting torn up by a bunch of fish, red paint splattered around it.

You had no idea how the trap could tell, but you didn’t wanna take any chances.

Hearing Illinois sigh, you turned back around to see him remove his hat and bag, handing both over to you. “Well at least one of us can keep our stuff dry. Now you just stand there and look pretty and/or handsome while I-”

"I’ll go.”

He blinked in surprise. “Really? You volunteer this time? I’m flattered.”

“Hey, it’s only fair I try this one. I’m not the best swimmer, but I could definitely cool down a little.”

The adventurer smiled warmly, amused by your quips. That’s what he liked about you--how you were just so calm and eager to explore the caverns despite the many dangers you both ran into. Your greatest strength was staying levelheaded. It was his, too.

Though something in the back of his mind told him that letting you go ahead was a bad idea.

But if he were to stop you and insist he went, then it would seem like he was getting attached to you. He didn’t want that.

Oh no.

Part of the “job” came with keeping his emotions at a distance. He might’ve felt something for you back in the other cavern where you first met, and a lot of those feelings may still linger to this day...yet he told himself (and you numerous times) that he has no plans to fall in love.

Besides, you’ve made some good choices that saved you both from serious peril. So why should he worry? If you wanted to dive in instead of him, maybe that’s the best path forward.

You removed your own bag, passing it to him. “Now you just stand there and look pretty, alright?”

“With pleasure.” He winked, taking your bag before he watched you make your way back to the pool. “Be careful.”

“Always.” Taking a deep breath, you dove in and disappeared from sight.

Illinois just waited...and waited...and waited...and waited...

He tapped his foot, adjusted his hat, and checked the bags at least a dozen times--if not more.

Yet nothing happened to the walls in front of him.

You were taking an awfully long time, and he had doubts that an ancient water trap like this would have air pockets anywhere.

But you sounded so confident in your decision. If you thought you could handle this, surely you would’ve reached the lever by now, right?

Suddenly he began to wonder if he should’ve spoken up, growing more anxious with every passing second as he stared at the pool. He wanted to jump in after you, but knew that would only get you two killed.

Though what if you couldn’t find your way?

What if you ended up like-

He didn’t get to finish the thought, as there was a brief rumble before the walls finally split open, revealing the rest of the lake and a small bridge leading to a beautiful golden archway.

The treasure room.

"My god..so it was real, after all.” He chuckled to himself, taking a few steps forward onto the bridge. “[Y/n], you-”

But he froze, his smile fading as he realized something that made his heart plummet:

You were still underwater.

“Shit..!!”

Dropping the bags and his hat, he immediately dove into the lake. It didn’t take long for him to find you, but much to his horror..he found you unconscious, just floating lifelessly.

And that’s the moment he knew what the “Test of Sacrifice” really meant.

‘No, no, no..not another one, please!!!’

Frantically he pulled you to the surface, laying you flat on your back as he began to resuscitate you.

In all his years of losing associates, he’s never actually had the chance to save one. They were either lost forever or died instantly, with him being powerless to help. It was like a goddamn curse that followed him for eternity.

But he could save you. He had a chance.

However you remained motionless and unresponsive despite all his efforts. ‘Please, whatever higher god’s out there...give me a break..just this once.’ He begged, yet his silent prayers were left unanswered.

After a few minutes he slowly took his hands away, feeling himself getting choked up as he stared down at you, thinking he was too late.

God, why did this keep happening to him?

Why did he put himself through this?

So much heartache and despair--things he swore he’ll never endure again for as long as he lived--was tearing him apart inside. And he wanted it out.

He wanted to scream until his lungs hurt, punch the ground until he bled and broke every bone in his hand...anything to numb the emotional pain.

The pain of being unable to love anyone because they get taken away from him eventually.

This whole time he was lying to himself and you. He hated it. He hated every stupid joke or pickup line he threw your way to distract himself from his own feelings. His true feelings.

He loved you so much. But now he’ll never get the chance to-

All of the sudden, you sprung back to life with a gasp and a series of coughs, turning your head briefly as more water spilled out. You couldn’t form words, trying to focus on not choking.

The whole time, Illinois was shocked..and beyond relieved.

He did it. You were alive!

He didn’t have to leave you or build any makeshift graves.

Once you recuperated, you looked to see a teary-eyed Illinois hovering over you, not fully registering how absolutely shattered he was right now. You smiled weakly as he wordlessly helped you sit up.

“Well..that was-”

Hearing your voice finally broke him.

He collapsed into your arms, shaking as he buried his face into your chest, unable to hold back the storm of emotions that were swelling inside of him.

At first you didn’t even know he was crying and thought he was just hugging you, though as you held him close, you could start to hear quiet muffled sobbing and “I thought you were gone” over and over again. Like a broken record.

You were in disbelief that Illinois--the man who constantly brushed off people’s deaths like it was nothing--was sobbing so much over almost losing you.

This entire time, you thought you were just..like the rest of them. A friend. A mere acquaintance, with him joking that you shouldn’t be clinging to him so much.

Now, though? He was a total mess, clinging to you for dear life.

You’d tease him for his hypocrisy, but of course..this wasn’t the appropriate moment. So you kept holding him, rubbing his back gently so he knew you were still here.

Neither of you knew how long you stayed like this, though you gave him all the time he needed to calm down. And soon his sobs did subside, but he was still holding onto you, nuzzling your chest as he quietly sniffled.

At this point you were a bit flustered. “You okay, Illy?”

“..y-yeah..” He mumbled, sitting up and gazing at you with puffy, exhausted eyes. “[Y/n], you....”

Yet he trailed off and looked down at his lap, wondering what excuse he could give this time. You probably thought he was sending mixed signals about his feelings towards you.

But he didn’t want to do that anymore.

He wanted you to know the truth, before he goes back to being the flirtatious Illinois who’s scared to fall in love.

You heard him mutter something like “ah screw it” before he suddenly leaned forward to...kiss you?

This took you by complete surprise as he pulled away seconds later, flushed by his impulse actions. He never thought he could make the first move himself, though he looked into your eyes again, hands reaching for yours.

“I’m a..terrible liar, [y/n]. I-I’m the one who’s afraid to fall in love. I thought could just shake those feelings off after our first meeting but...they stayed. They always stayed. A-And..when you sacrificed yourself for me, I realized how...truly important you are to me..to my life. I’d miss you and your smile and...I...” He sighed, annoyed with himself. “Wh-What I’m trying to say is....I....I lo...goddamn it, this is hard..”

“Don’t worry, I know.”

You cupped the side of his face, gently raising his head up to meet yours. He blinked with astonishment as you drew him into the kiss this time--a longer and tender one. Just in case he had any remaining doubts about himself or you.

After pulling away for the second time, Illinois felt his heart throbbing with so much love. “Since when did you become such a good kisser?” He chuckled.

“Since right now.”

All he did was laugh softly as he brought you closer, not shying away from being affectionate as he rested his forehead against yours.

The treasure could wait.

You were the most precious thing to him right now.

#clanask #anonymous #iplier egos x reader #ahwm illinois x reader #illinois x reader #hurt/comfort

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mothgodofchaos · 1 year

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could you do illinois x fem!reader

you get home from work. As you cook for dinner, you put it on plate, all the sudden illinois came home, he came to you that you felt dizzy, you honestly fainted that illinois catches you, he carry you to bedroom, everything is gonna be fine

(hope you will write it, thanks and have a good day)

Catch

I was trying to think of a specific way to make this for femme reader, so apologies if this isn't truly femme. But I actually had something similar happen to me recently. Yes, I am okay, don't worry about it.

Illinois x F!Reader, TW: passing out Words: 692

It had been a long day, and you hadn’t really made sure you were taking care of yourself. Your boss had been harping on you for not getting enough work done, so you had worked through your lunch break. You were really only running on your morning coffee and spite when you pulled into the driveway. There wasn’t much time to relax as you knew that Illinois was going to be home soon, and you wanted to make sure dinner was ready. Sure, you both work really hard, but he had been away on another expedition and you wanted to make an apology for not being able to pick him up from the airport.

Quickly throwing together dinner made your head spin a little, reassuring yourself that you’d sit down shortly. You kicked off your heels into the dining room, feet aching from the long day of working in the office. Your balance wavered for just a moment, making sure that you caught yourself on something other than the hot stove.

The sound of tires on the asphalt outside sent your heart beating a little bit faster in excitement, looking out the window to see him climbing out the back of a taxi. Luckily, dinner was just about finished. You turned off the burners, stirring the pan once more as the jingle of keys behind you alert to his entrance.

“I’m home, treasure! Oh, you make me dinner, babygirl~?"

Your head whips around, albeit too quickly when he enters the kitchen. You watch his smirk turn into panic as you lose your balance, vision turning black as your body goes limp. He manages to dive forward fast enough to keep you from hitting the floor, scooping you up into his arms. He moves you to the couch, elevating your feet up, cushioning around you as he makes sure you’re still breathing.

Honestly, if you had been one of his working partners, he’d be a little bit more worried. But he kept you safe, at home, with your pup. Nugget comes over, greeting him excitedly before he turns his attention to you, head underneath Illinois’ arm, snoot poking through the gap. Illy sets Nugget up on the couch with you, grabbing you some water from the kitchen.

Your head is gently moved into his lap, still making sure you’re flat. You have no idea how long you were out for, but a golden snoot nosing at your hand for pets is the first thing you register when you regain consciousness. Illy’s hands, gloves long removed, combs through your hair as you rest in his lap. His smile returns, gentle and caring instead of his usual flirtatious and smug.

“Good morning, sweetheart? My babygirl get so excited to see me that you’re gonna start fainting on me~?”

His tone is teasing, but you can still hear the underlying tone of concern as he brushes the hair out of your face, gently easing you up so you’re sitting in his lap, head resting back on his shoulder as his arms keep you upright. With one of his hands, he grabs your water, helping you take small sips through the straw as he keeps you steady.

“I didn’t mean to! I’ve been busy today, my boss made me work through my lunch…”

“Have you not eaten yet today? Have you drank any water?”

“...no…”

He sighs lovingly exasperatedly.

“Sweetheart, I need you to be taking care of yourself. Can’t have my precious treasure turn into a pile of dust. Not when you can be beautiful and gleaming. But, I’m home now. I’ll talk to your boss since you mentioned him overworking y’all before.”

“Don’t do that, that- I’ll be fine…”

“Clearly not, because you just fainted into my arms the moment I step through the door. I hope you don’t plan on making a habit out of that~”

A kiss to your temple reassures he’s not mad at you, just understandably concerned. You’ll be snuggling there for a while. Perhaps if he’s charming enough, he’ll convince you to take a sick day. Just a day of him taking care of you, just what the doctor ordered.

#illinois james #illinois james markiplier #ahwm illinois #ahwm #illinois x reader #illinois james x reader #ahwm illinois x reader #ahwm illinois james x reader #markiplier egos #f!reader #pantry dweller #chaoswrites #TW: passing out

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leighsartworks216 · 2 years

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Star-gazing

Yancy x gn!reader x Illinois

Requested by Anon:

“I see you write poly-fics(if I read the post right) and I would like to request a Fluffy fic with my boys yancy and Illinois, maybe something based off prompt 16 with parolee! yancy being able to properly see the stars and illinois and (either fem or gn) Reader telling him different stories behind the constellations”

16. “Star-gazing was a good idea.”

I have not read over this soooooo I hope it's good lmao

Warnings: none

Word Count: 767

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“So, uhh…” Yancy stared at the night sky, studying it. His eyes darted from one glowing speck to the next. “Where’s these constellations, exactly?”

Illinois huffed a laugh from your other side. He didn’t spare his boyfriend a glance as he reveled in the wonder of the universe. “Constellations are imaginary lines drawn between stars,” he explained.

Yancy looked over you at the adventurer. “I don’t get it.”

You took Yancy’s hand in yours, lifting them both to point at the sky. “So, you see that bright star right there?”

The jailbird tried to fight the blush creeping up his neck as he nodded.

“Okay.” You pointed to three stars above it. “And these stars?”

“Yeah?”

“And now do you see these stars that kinda form a box?” Your hand shifted to point out the stars.

Yancy followed the motion for a moment, trying to find the exact stars you meant. “Oh!” He lifted his other hand and traced it. “Youse talkin’ about those?”

“Now,” Illinois piped up, “if you connect those stars together with an imaginary line, you get a constellation.”

Your hand in Yancy’s fell back to your side. A moment passed as he studied the constellation. His head tilted one way, and then the other. A frustrated sigh escaped his chest in a huff. “Guys, I don’t sees nothin’. What’s it supposed to be?”

“They’re not supposed to form exact likenesses,” Illi assured him. He shifted to slip his arm under your neck, supporting your head, while also reaching over to fuss with Yancy’s hair. The parolee relaxed at the contact.

“Then what’s it supposed to be?” he asked again.

“I always called it the Little Dipper.”

“Little Dipper?”

“Mhm. Because over there,” you raised your empty hand on Illinois’ side to gesture, “is a big dipper.”

“Why a dipper? The hell even is a dipper?”

“Oh, uhm, like, a ladle,” you explained. “Dipper just flows better, I guess.”

“The original constellation wasn’t formed after a ladle, though.” Illinois points over to the small dipper. “The Little Dipper is actually called Ursa Minor. It means ‘Little’ or ‘Lesser Bear’. And the Big Dipper,” he pointed to it, “is called Ursa Major - ‘Greater Bear’.”

“That’s supposed to be a bear?” he asked, incredulous. “Now youse’s just messin’ with me.”

Illinois chuckled at the implication. “You haven’t even heard the half of it, darlin’. There’s people, snakes, mythical beasts - all sorts of things written into the stars.”

“Ain’t no way there’s a person in all of dat.”

“Oh yeah? See those three stars all in a row right there?”

“You can’t tell me dat’s a person,” he scoffed.

“No, no… That’s his belt.”

Yancy laughed. “Youse’s tellin’ me someone put a belt in da sky?”

“It’s part of a bigger constellation, but, yeah,” Illinois agreed with mirth. “It’s Orion’s Belt.”

“Aha!” Their attention shifted from the sky to you laying in between them. At some point during their banter, you’d pulled out your phone and downloaded an app that showed the different constellations in the sky. You held the device out so both of the men could see the screen and the different constellations the app picked out of the blue. “Ursa Minor, Ursa Major, and Orion!”

Yancy pointed at the screen. “Ohhh, so dat’s Orion,” he pointed at the sky, toward the three stars Illinois had just showed him, “and dat’s his belt.”

“I told you I wasn’t making it up,” Illinois teased from beside you.

“Ah shaddup.”

You passed your phone over to your parolee boyfriend. He tilted and turned it every which way, trying to see every possible constellation he could. When he found a particularly interesting one, he would point it out in the sky. When he went to point out Hydra, however, he was shushed by Illinois.

Yancy looked over, startled out of his awe of the stars. You were curled deep into Illinois’ side, but you still held onto Yancy’s hand. His heart filled with warmth at the sight.

“Bedtime?” he whispered.

Illinois nodded, grinning as he watched Yancy get up and lift you into his arms. You were sandwiched in between an adventurer and a jailbird, tucked warmly and safely into bed. Illinois kissed Yancy and you on the forehead as he got comfortable. Yancy stretched his arms so he was holding on to Illinois and you at the same time.

The next morning, as you all basked in each other’s presence, you asked in a whisper how Yancy liked looking at the stars last night. Illinois wore a knowing grin as Yancy answered, “Star-gazin’ was a good idea.”

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drunkbedsheetghost · 2 years

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Chapters: 2/4 Fandom: A Heist With Markiplier (Web Series), In Space With Markiplier (Web Series) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Illinois (A Heist With Markiplier)/You, Illinois (A Heist with Markiplier)/Reader Characters: Reader, Illinois (A Heist with Markiplier), Wilford Warfstache | William J. Barnum | The Colonel, Captain Magnum (A Heist With Markiplier) Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Romantic Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Friendship/Love, Almost Kiss, First Kiss, Kidnapping, Pirates, Desert Island, Treasure Hunting, Idiots in Love, Gender-neutral Reader Series: Part 3 of The Misadventures Of Illinois And Y/N Summary:

You and Illinois are in love with each other. Unfortunately, you are both idiots. [GN!Reader]

#in space with markiplier #a heist with markiplier #ahwm illinois #ahwm illinois x reader #gn!reader #gender neutral reader

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jackaycola · 2 years

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For any Illinois writers please write more about transgender Illinois, I am IN NEED OF THAT. Along with Illinoir (Ego ship of mine) fics or I have to start making both of those happen.

#markiplier #illinois ahwm #ahwm illinois #ahwm illinois x reader #ahwm #ahwmillinois #aheistwithmarkiplier #illinois a heist with markiplier #a heist with markiplier #jackofass #transgender illinois #please #i need-#jackofasshcs #illinoir #noir mark #noiriplier #illinois x noir

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cheeryraccoon · 2 years

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Wholesome Ego Headcannons

Hey look! I'm not dead! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm back at school and have been pretty busy. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these headcannons! -------------------------------------------------------

Mark -

• I see this man being very cuddley. At home if he's not working, he'll just cuddle up to you on the couch. Or if you're busy at your desk he'll just slip his arms around you and hug you. When you're out in public he'll usually just be holding your hand.

• He asked for your opinion on what color he should dye his hair every time he did so.

• Loves to bring you snacks if/when you stream.

• His favorite picture of you is of you and Chica laying in the grass on a sunny day (it's his phone's wallpaper).

• When either of you go on long trips he FaceTimes you to talk about both of your days.

Dark -

• You and Wilford are besties and will often try to get Dark to do something fun with you (sometimes it starts to become Wilford third wheeling but he doesn't mind).

• He uses rose petal cologne... I do not take criticism.

• He teases you sometimes just so he can see you flustered.

• He loves when you hang out in his office when he's working to keep him company.

• He will never admit it but he likes watching cheesy romance movies with you.

Wilford -

• If you ever get mad at him he'll leave and come back with food and puppy eyes.

• He'll randomly take your hand and slow dance with you in the living room.

• He loves nuzzling your noses.

• He loves to buy you clothes and when he sees you wear them he gets excited.

• Sometimes when he is reminded of Damien, Celine, and Actor, he has panic attacks. He'll lock himself in his room and curl up in the corner on the floor, sobbing. When this happens you knock a small jingle (to let him know it's you and he can let you in when he's ready) on the door and sit outside to wait. When he lets you in you'll hug him, tell him that everything is okay and that it wasn't his fault, and give him kisses to make him feel better. He doesn't know what he would do if he didn't have you at those times.

Yancy -

• In prison there's not much you can do for dates... but since you're with the man who knows every nook and cranny of the place he figures things out. At night he'll sneak you outside to stargaze and he can scare all the other prisoners out of the cafeteria at meal time and get the chefs to make you a nice dinner, he'll make sure you can be as happy with him as possible.

• If you share a cell he'll cuddle you when you're cold... or just because.

• He brags about you to everyone else, that includes the guards and the warden.

• He loves pet names, his favorite ones for you being 'buttercup' and 'doll'

• If he's ever insecure about his accent, you reassure him that you love it and that it's amazing the way it is. He appreciates you a lot for that.

Illinois -

• After a long day of adventuring, he loves relaxing with you in his arms as he reads a good book.

• When you steal his hat, or he puts it on your head, he takes a second to stare and take it how much he really loves you.

• If he ever finds out you had a crush on Indiana Jones at some point he'll implode... aka he'll get really flustered and probably get you in a bear hug the next time he sees you.

• This man loves plushies and you can't prove me wrong. If you give him a plush he will have it sitting on his bed and sometimes cuddle it when he goes to sleep. (+10 points if you spray it with your perfume)

• He likes to call you 'peach'.

Engineer Mark -

• He's a puppy. If you give him head pats he will do anything and everything to get more. You called him a good boy once as a joke and he wouldn't stop talking about it for a month. (His newest nickname from you is 'puppy')

• He loves hugs and physical affection and will constantly try to get hugs from you all the time.

• Celci doesn't understand why you want to date him but will admit that you look cute together.

• Whenever you need him to show you how to do something he'll place his hands on top of yours to show you. He doesn't really think about it but, once he sees you blushing a little, he'll blush and get all smiley.

• If you ever get hurt on the ship, even if its just a tiny paper cut, he'll panic and rush you to the medical room to make sure you're okay.

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creat0r-cat · 10 months

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Iplier Egos Head Cannon - What Song in "Encanto" Did They Get Emotional During?

Darkiplier

Surface Pressure

Deep down he really does care about his “brothers”

He thinks he needs to keep up the tough guy act to make them think he isn’t afraid

He is

He REALLY is

He’s worried about the space/time continuum, keeping order, and making sure the ipliers’ existence stays a secret

He tries not to let the others see the tears that involuntarily start to fall as Louisa sings about her struggles as the strongest sister

Wilford

He probably heard all of the songs before watching the movie

He wouldn’t really cry for any of them in particular (feeling that he doesn’t necessarily relate to any of them)

However

He would look at certain egos to watch their reactions during different songs

He would notice the small things that happen and slowly learn more about his “brothers” based on the musical numbers and their lyrics

After the movie, he’d probably go and visit the egos that had the worst reactions (who got the most emotional or those who would straight up leave the room)

He did get a little bothered listening to “Dos Oruguitas” though

He didn’t get emotional per say

But watching Pedro die with the love song in the background kinda reminded him of when he lost Celine

Fortunately, he opted not to dwell on it too much

Actor

Waiting On A Miracle

This boy is INSECURE because of his breakup with Celine

Is he good enough?

Has he done enough?

Is he really worthy of anything?

He wants to be better

He wants his life to be better

But everything seems to slip through his fingers, coming back to resent him later on

He just wants someone to open their eyes and see that he’s worth their time, even if that person is Dark

Mirabel dancing on screen, singing about how she wished to be noticed as part of the family, made Actor tear up, wiping them away before someone could see them

Eventually, it got to be too much (especially seeing how Mirabel was pushed away by her family after trying to help them) and he left the room, using the excuse of getting more snacks

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he had a silent breakdown

Googleplier

Surface Pressure

I can’t really hear Louisa sing “I’m pretty sure I’m worthless if I can’t be of service” without thinking about Google and his first objective

Yes, his secondary objective is relatively important, but the first one is.. Well it’s his PRIMARY objective

If he can’t do anything other than hurt people, then what is the point of him being there?

His optics widen and his mechanical heart speeds up

“How do you feel?” survey pops up and he clicks on one

“I’m in this picture and I don’t like it”

Bingiplier

What Else Can I Do?

He’s imperfect

That’s all I really need to say, but I’ll continue

He’s always compared to Google and he knows deep down that he’s worth more than his search bar abilities

He doesn’t want to be perfect like Google

He just wants to be himself, which is hard when everyone is always doting on him for every mistake he makes

Isabella creating spiky plants and beautiful flowers in front of him makes his optics widen and he slowly smiles, feeling an odd mixture of happiness and sadness as he watches her accept her imperfections in spite of her family’s expectations

Dr. Iplier

He doesn’t really get emotional during the songs

However

When it’s revealed that Bruno has been shunned by his family because of his gift, he smiled sadly

“How unfortunate,” he thought, “for someone to be abandoned because of something uncontrollable and never be spoken of again for fear of taboo”

He’s seen patients in the hospital who never have anyone visit them

He always feels sad when he finds out that someone has been abandoned

He secretly makes trips to animal shelters for that reason, to visit the abandoned animals and give them some love

He gets happy again when Bruno is reunited with his loved ones who welcome him back with open arms

Yandereplier

Dos Oruguitas

He wouldn’t relate to any of the English songs enough to have a real reaction

He gets emotional during certain parts of the movie because he recognizes a lot of what’s going on in the Madrigal family (Toxic family roles and stuff like that)

He feels bad for the characters (especially Mirabel and Bruno)

But when “Dos Oruguitas” starts playing and we find out the heartbreaking truth behind Abuelo Pedro’s death

WHOOOO BOY the tears start FLOWING

He hates to imagine the pain Abuela went through, losing the love of her life

Yandere, being a very romantic man, can’t stand the thought of his own senpai leaving him

Like, she’s everything to him!

He’d become very protective of her after watching this movie, afraid of anyone taking her away from him

He’s fine with the movie though, loves the music for the most part

Yancy

Friggin ALL OF THE SONGS

He loves music and finds each of them so amazing

He also kinda relates to each of the English sung songs in their own way (except “We Don’t Talk About Bruno”)

WOAM: The want to be extraordinary and help others

SP: The need to be the tough one and look out for his fellow prisoners and weaker “brothers”

WECAD: The want to live life how he wants without being the picture perfect civilian that the world wants him to be

He thinks very highly of this movie and loves it to bits

He does eventually become frustrated with how often “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” gets sung by people both online and in real life

Like, he gets that it’s a catchy song, but still, give it a break

Illinois

Waiting On A Miracle

Yes, Illinois is a special adventurous and flirtatious boy

But not everything is really as it seems with him

His whole “Everyone falls in love with me” act is a facade

He’s trying to convince himself that he’s loved / cared about by someone

He took up adventuring to be different

To be a conversation starter

To be interesting so that somebody

ANYBODY

Would look his way and want to be around him

After all..

He wasn’t special or cool enough growing up to have many / any friends

He sees way too much of himself in Mirabel and ends up leaving the group for a few minutes to cry in the bathroom

Engineer Mark

Waiting On A Miracle

What else needs to be said?

If given pictures of Engineer and Mirabel everyone would say they were the same image

Insecure

Feels unwanted

Wants to be impressive and help those around him with his talents and ideas

Hides behind a false persona of happiness

THEY

ARE

THE

SAME

PERSON

He’s close to leaving the room but stays put, activating his space helmet which is also soundproof so no one can see / hear him start to cry

Poor man can’t hear “Waiting On A Miracle” without having a breakdown

#iplier egos #markiplier egos #headcannons #encanto #head engineer mark x reader #googleplier #dr iplier #yanderiplier #darkiplier #wilford motherloving warfstache #markiplier wilford #illinois jones #movie night #yancy #ahwm yancy #bingiplier #Actor Mark #encanto headcanons #encanto disney

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itsyourimaginaryworld · 1 year

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Miss Impatient | Illinois x Fem!Reader

Ship: Illinois x Fem!Reader Requested by: @nickaroo Warnings: near-death experience Notes: Super late fic, hope you enjoy nonetheless! x Words: 705

You weren’t sure how you had ended up saying yes to Illinois taking you with him, a man you’d only met a few weeks ago, but ever since, you had been going on adventure after adventure, without regret. None of your days were boring ever again and the friendship between you was like a passionately burning fire. Today was special, as he said he’d take you to Kitten Heaven, the best place you were ever going to see.

“Are we there yet?” you asked. Not that you were typically one to complain, but even the death traps you and Illinois faced on a daily basis couldn’t scare you out of rushing your way through the tombs as much as you could.

“Little miss impatient today, are we?” he replied, walking behind you in a more calm manner.

You dodged an arrow coming out of a dispenser, light on your feet as ever, and narrowly avoided stepping on another pressure plate. Illinois looked over with a bit of concern, but also knew how good you had become at avoiding the traps, so he didn’t say anything.

“We’re going to Kitten Heaven and you expect me to be patient?” you said, a hint of defense in your voice as you hopped over a tripwire.

Illinois didn’t say anything, as he was distracted by something else. He reached into an old dusty chest with spiderwebs all over it. Looting was a fun part of every adventure, but even now you purposely ignored whatever was lying around. That is until Illinois pulled out a necklace made out entirely of bright, sparkly crystals, it being so pretty looking that it would be inhuman to not be entirely captivated by it.

Ooh, shiny! Excited, you hurried back over to him but felt your heart sink when your ankles touched the familiar tripwire you had avoided before.

Click.

Illinois saw it first — his familiarity with the layout of tombs and the way the sound cues echoed around helped him realize. Two trapdoors opened in the ceiling above you and Illinois leaped forward, tackling you out of the way without thinking twice. Nearly half a second later, the sharpest-looking spikes you’d ever seen fell down and pierced themselves into the ground where you had been standing.

Illinois and you barely processed what happened, both looking back at the trap in horror, and then back at each other. You didn’t know whether you were gonna burst out laughing or crying from the adrenaline.

“You alright?” Illinois asked, still lying on top of you. He’d say it’s because he’s avoiding activating another trap, but really, he wasn’t ready to let you go yet, now finally having an excuse to be so close to you.

“Yeah...” You said, blinking slowly. “You saved me...”

“Oh, don’t worry, that’s just what I do.” He tried to sound casual but you could hear the smug undertone and tried to not roll your eyes and laugh like usual.

“I’ve got this all under control, sweetheart.”

You blushed hard at the nickname (some things you just don’t get used to) and tried to hide your look of disappointment when he got off of you, now feeling cold and less safe without him there.

He extended his hand to you to help you up, and you took it.

When you were both standing upright again he gently put the necklace around your neck.

“You’re gonna need a hero for the rest of your life if we’re gonna keep adventuring,” he said. You looked down, still blushing hard about what happened. But then he lifted up your chin with two fingers and forced you to look him in the eye. “I said I was married to the job when I met you, but honestly, I’ve loved you from the start. I can’t lose you...”

Your stomach filled with butterflies. There was no way... Was this actually happening? Did he like you back? Was all you had to do for a confession this entire time just “have a near-death experience?”

“You’re the lucky one who gets Illinois.”

You laughed, kissed him on the lips, and immediately looked away again, unable to say anything at all. He understood and pulled you closer than ever before.

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gaymingwriter · 7 months

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Masterlist and Requests

Requests temporarily closed!

Some of this will change, so please check before requesting!

Will write x reader for:

Markiplier Egos/Lore:

Darkiplier

Damien

Wilford Warfstache

Yancy

Illinois

Eric Derekson

Googleplier

Bing

Dr. Iplier

Actor Mark (this includes ADWM and AHWM Mark unless specifically requested for them to be different people)

Engineer Mark

Celci F. Kelvina

Mack (Engineer, Crewmate, Dictator)

Celine

Possibly more in the future

Septic Egos:

Jameson Jackson

Chase Brody

Antisepticeye (both original and current)

Marvin the Magnificent

Henrik

Other:

North Star/Starlo (Undertale Yellow)

Will write ships for:

Markiplier (several, ask for specifics)

I write SFW only

Masterlist

Some can’t fit here and are linked in a separate list

* = On my main account before I moved writing here

X Reader:

Eric x Kind!Captain*

Mack x Captain With Plushies (Headcanons)*

Mack x Captain (Sign Language)*

Damien and Celine/Dark x DA (Angst)*

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weirdlyhornyforegos · 2 years

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Dust and Moonlight

MINORS DNI!! Perfect time to bring out this idea stuck in my notes for a year ;3 Directed at horny gang (but mostly @westanthewaterman and @sleeplessinspace ) and everyone that have joined the Illinois chaos (also funny sidenote; this was titled “revenge illy” for a bit ;3 )

Warnings/tags: handjob, fingering (reader receiving)

Wordcount: 2.1k+

By the time you and Illinois make it out of the caves, you’re sweaty and exhausted, covered in dust and just ready to set up your tents and sleep.

Or even, screw the tents, just sleeping right on the ground sounds tempting right about now. It’s a warm enough summer night to do so, you just might.

It’s dark out, but the moon lights up the surroundings well enough that you have no problem walking without any extra light.

You had both agreed to leave your stuff hidden away in some bushes next to the lake that the caves starts at, and not setting up anything in case someone else came.

You didn’t want to bring it into the caves while exploring, but at the same time you didn’t want it to be fully out and visible for anyone to see and steal.

Not that it was likely, since you were somewhere that could be the definition of bum fuck nowhere.

So as you walk over to the lake, you curse the fact that you will have to actually set up the tents before you can sleep, but you don’t want to do anything right now.

Kneeling down next to the lake, you scoop up some water to rinse at least some dust off your face.

You hear Illinois shuffle somewhere behind you, but you don’t pay it much mind until his steps goes past you. You look up, and is met with Illinois walking out into the lake, back turned to you.

His very bare back.

In fact, all of him is bare except his hat that is still on his head. You get a nice look at his naked ass before it disappears underneath the water.

You squeak and hide your face in your hands, hearing Illinois chuckle.

“Illinois!”

“What, the water is lovely. Nice temperature and easiest way to get all that dust off.” You look up and he has turned towards you.

The water comes up to just below his chest, but you can’t see much below that.

Not that you need to, what you can see is making your face feel warm enough. Illinois chuckles, surely noticing your gaze, but he doesn’t comment on that just yet.

“Come on, join me.” You’re tempted, for a few seconds you hesitate. “I promise the water is nice.”

“It’s not the water I’m worried about.”

“Aww, come one, I don’t bite.” Illinois winks, and you huff. It’s not him either, its honestly yourself. You have been able to control yourself and not fall for him, but being near a naked Illinois might be a bit too much.

But, you must admit, it would be nice with a swim.

So with a sigh you get up and start undressing, making Illinois grin smugly. You don’t comment on the fact the he watches you get undressed or that is sends heat traveling through you. But he comments on you leaving your underwear on.

“Aw shucks, not going to go skinny dipping with me?” You snort as you take your first few steps out into the water.

“Not everyone is an exhibitionist like you.”

“I am not, I just.... appreciate the natural beauty of our bodies.” You don’t answer that, but give him an unimpressed look as he winks again.

Bastard.

At least he hadn’t lied about the water. It feels nice, slightly cool against your heated skin, and you can almost feel the dust coming off you.

You keep a respectable distance between you the two of you as you lower yourself until only your head is above water. Closing your eyes, you can’t help the little content sigh that escapes you.

“See, told you.”

“Oh shut your trap.” Illinois just laughs, smug as always, and you find yourself smiling despite yourself.

Next there’s noise you can’t identify, and when you open your eyes you find Illinois’s hat floating on the surface alone.

You only manage to worry for a second before Illinois pops his head up right next to his hat, shaking his head to keep his hair out of his eyes and rid it of some water. The water runs down his chest, leaving only drops behind his tan chest.

He looks like one of those models from those shitty commercial that uses sex and hot people to sell less than subpar products.

Oh no.

Illinois catches you staring and this time he chooses to comment.

“Like what you see honey?” You look away, your face feeling like it’s on fire while you try not to put.

“No.” That’s perhaps the biggest lie you’ve ever told. You hear the water moving, a clear sign Illinois is not just standing still anymore, but you don’t look until there’s a hand on your jaw turning your head.

“Are you sure?” Illinois smile is soft, but also somehow smug. How he manages that you don’t know, but fuck him for it.

Or....

“I, ummm...” Illinois leans closer then, and you’re sure if you were the protagonist in a cheesy romance novel, you would faint right about now.

But you’re not, and you don’t, but you have to admit your knees do feel a little weaker.

“You know you can touch, and not just look if you like.” He takes on of your hand and places it on his chest. You have to resist the urge to just grab, instead you’re a little more refined, letting your fingers wander.

Illinois hums deep then, it’s almost a growl as your fingers brush against a nipple.

“There you go treasure.” You will deny to high heaven that you whine just then, but Illinois grins at you, looking for all intent and purposes like that cat that ate the canary.

His own hands come to rest as your waist, pulling you closer to him. You feel his hard cock rub against you, making your breath hitch as he also noses along your jaw.

“So pretty...” He places a kiss there, and now you grab the back of his head, knocking his hat off in the process, pulling him in harshly to so you can kiss him properly.

Lips against lips he makes a noise of surprise as you kiss him, but there is nothing slow with the way he returns the kiss. He only lets you have the upper hand for a few seconds, licking his way into your mouth with purpose.

You groan into the kiss as you feel his cock rub against the front of your underwear, you own arousal very much announcing its arrival deep in your guts.

Illinois breaks the kiss, but only so he can grab his hat from behind it, barely keeping it from sinking. As he goes to place it back on his own head, you tug at his hair.

“It will just be in the way.”

“Hm, I guess you got a point.” Seconds later the hat is placed on your head instead. It doesn’t quite fit right, but the smile that Illinois sends you makes you forget that instantly.

“Looking good honey.” Another wink, and he looks so handsome it should be stupid. A smug look on his face, water droplets covering his tan torso, the moonlight making him almost look eternal.

Fuck, you’re in bad, huh?

You pull him in for another kiss and he smiles into it, your tongue quickly coming out to meet his.

Your arousal soars as his hands move, one to grab at your ass, the other to rub against your underwear clad front. You whine into the kiss, moving against his hand.

The hand against your front is gone for the briefest of seconds before making it’s it way under your underwear, fingers dancing over your arousal. You whine, moving against his hand. Your hand in Illinois hair tugs his head back, making him break the kiss with a groan.

“Treasure...” His voice rumbles, and you keen against him, strangling your moan by biting his shoulder, hard. He grunts, but doesn’t stop moving his hand against you. “Fuck.” You soothe the bite mark now adoring his shoulder with your tongue.

He sounds so breathless, and the sound of it soars through your body. Now you’re the one that feels smug, making the normally so confident man sound like that.

And you haven’t even touched him yet.

But that changes as your hand moves between the two of you, coming to grasp his cock in your hands. Your fingers wrap around him, giving a light squeeze. He moans, and it sounds like the sweetest sound you have ever heard.

“Darlin’, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“Only if you stop touching me.” He squeezes your ass then

“Didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon.”

“Good.” You mutter against his neck. To be honest you have always wondered how his neck and shoulders would look with your bite-marks and hickeys on it, so you start on doing just that.

His neck is so open like this, your head in his hair keeping his head tilted back while your other hand works on his cock.

His hands working you over, one against in your underwear working over your arousal, while the other slides from your ass to rest one finger against your hole.

“Yessss.” You try to move down against his finger, but the angle isn’t the best.

But, taking advantage of the water around you, you jump up with no real effort, putting your legs around his waist.

You briefly have to let go if his cock to do so, but you don’t give him much of break, your hand is back in seconds.

“Ahhh, there you go honey.” You hum against his neck as one finger enters you, starting on another hickey, making your breaths hitch in unison.

You feel slightly weightless like this, the water holding some of your weight, but you still considered it a show of strength on both your parts that the only holding in place is your legs around Illinois waist and his hands against your arousal and hole.

The water laps at you both, but you hardly pay it any mind as your hand works over his cock with one hand, the other keeping his head tilted back for you so you can make marks along his neck and shoulders.

The quite night is filled with the sounds of your shared moans. Your hand against his cock and mouth against his skin, his hands against your arousal and your hole.

At one point Illinois hits that bundle of nerves inside of you, making you shake with your next moan. His own corresponding moan is more of a laugh, though it changes as you thumb the head of his cock.

“Illinois, Illy, fuck!” You’re getting so close, every movement of his hands against your front and hole sending you closer and closer to the edge.

Illinois seems to be in much the same state, chanting your name right back at you, hands speeding up, determined to not be the first to cum, or at least to not let you fall behind.

Through some luck and skilled work from his fingers, you come first.

You shake apart with his hands on you, biting down hard as you come, making Illinois groan and come too.

You both keep stroking against the other until you’re both almost too sensitive, making you both shiver. Not from how cold the night air or water surrounding you both are, both how the other makes pleasure shoot up your spine.

You move from having your mouth solely on Illinois skin to give him a proper kiss, lips against lips. He exhales into it, his hands on your thighs now. Keeping you in place, since you don’t think you have the strength

“Thought we got into this lake to get clean.” You mutter against Illinois’s lips. He chuckles, kissing your cheek.

“Something like that, yes. But I can help you scrub clean if you’d like.” You know that tone, the utter tease he is.

“Think I can manage, but don’t you dare let go of my legs just yet.” If you thought he looked smug before, it was nothing compared to now.

“That good huh?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Don’t need to, you do it well enough for me.” You hit his chest as he laughs. You choose not to comment on how good he looks covered in the bite marks and hickeys you made, you don’t want to blow up his ego too much.

Though that might be a lost cause, but still.

Fuck, he looks too good as he kisses you again and start wading towards the shoreline of the lake.

He doesn’t let go of your legs until you’re on solid ground again, and that is only after you insist you need to at least find your sleeping bags.

You end up sleeping under the stars that night, to tired and sated to put up the tents.

After that night however, you end up only ever using one.

#illinois #illinois x reader #illinois ahwm #illinois ahwm x reader #illinois fic #illinois fanfiction #reader insert #lemon #smut #illinois smut #markiplier egos fanfiction #targeted drabbles #my writing

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whitesuitdarkiplier · 1 year

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The brain rot has begun.

#darkiplier #markiplier #darkiplier x reader #darkiplier fanfiction #ahwm yancy #iswm noir #illinois ahwm #markiplier egos #and if you have suggestions feel free to tell me

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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Any of the egos you can pick with a s/o with bad luck that follow everywhere they go it's so bad that they have almost died yet somehow they survive with the lil luck they have...

Eric

Holy shit you actually understand what he goes through on a daily basis.

This "bad luck curse" affects you more than the people around you, but it still sucks. You're used to it, though.

You casually tell Eric about one near-death experience you had, trying to comfort him with a relatable story after he trauma-dumps to you (with permission, of course).

He's terrified of you getting into danger because of him.

Though when you two start dating the bad luck sorta...cancels itself out? Two negatives apparently make a positive.

Anytime you're both together nothing horrible happens.

You test this out during an aquarium date. Everything's normal. You don't get devoured by penguins.

Both of you are relieved and promise to never leave each other's side.

Yancy

One day you two are just going on a walk and you nearly get hit by a speeding car. He pulled you to the side, holding you close with such fear in this eyes.

"Youse okay, babe??? That asshole came outta nowhere!"

"Yeah. Just a normal Tuesday for me." You shrug, brushing off that close-call like it was nothing.

He's so confused like??? This is normal for you????

Once you explain the whole bad luck thing to him, he'll understand. But be more protective than ever, always worried whenever you gotta leave the house and he can't come with you.

He's been so attached to you since you helped him out of prison, so he's understandably scared to lose you to some dumb bad luck.

Yandereplier

You never told him about the "curse", knowing exactly how he's gonna react.

Though when you wind up in the hospital after getting hurt, he rushes in to see you and the doctor tells him "your partner is very lucky to be alive, most people wouldn't have survived that."

Suddenly Yan falls back into his old obsessive habits, trying to keep you locked in your room so that nothing can hurt you, even after you fully recover.

It doesn't last long though as he hates that side of him--the side that would limit his senpai's freedom out to sheer paranoia. He didn't wanna go back to that dark place and make you afraid of him again.

You'll have to explain your bad luck streak to him, and somehow promise him you'll be more careful even if you can't guarantee that.

Illinois

A luck would have it, you get into all sorts of danger. Even if he scouted ahead and assured you the path was clear, some trap always springs up and nearly kills you.

He has no regrets falling in love with you, but can't help but wonder if it's worth it since you might end up like all his past associates.

Miraculously, you've survived traps that most definitely should have killed you.

Injured? Yes. Plenty of times while Illinois escapes unscathed. But none of your wounds were fatal.

"I guess even Death likes to flirt with you." He jokes as he patches up your injuries. "Didja meddle with some weird artifact in a past life?"

You just shrug and chuckle like "who knows?"

At least he's somewhat calm about the whole thing and doesn't freak out too much.

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Blackjack

There's always a little bit of a gamble when it comes to love anyways, right?

Illinois x GN!Reader, TW: gambling Words: 453

How does one pass the time while traveling the middle of nowhere with their companion? Card games. Infinite amounts of card games. If it exists, you’ve probably played it. Even if it doesn’t exist, you’ve probably played it. You’ve learned that Illinois keeps a small sack of portable games with him at all times, which holds no less than seven decks of cards. How he keeps that and still somehow look like he’s carrying a lighter load than you are on your expeditions? No idea.

But this is one of those days. You’re flying first class this time, a luxury afforded to you by the clients who hired you to investigate this next temple. Sitting across from each other, he pulls out his bag of games, setting it on the table with a smirk. Rolling your eyes, you clear off the table of your puzzle books, cracking your knuckles as he pulls out a single deck of cards. “What are we playing this time?”

“Blackjack.” “Isn’t that a gambling game?” “Yes it is. If I win, I get to kiss you~”

You jolt back in your seat, eyes meeting his as he raises his eyebrow at you, hiding a smirk behind his hand. “Scared, treasure~?” “N-no… what if I win?” “You get to kiss me~” You squint at him for a moment, nodding as he deals. He pulls out a small stack of chips, putting one on either yours or his side based on who wins the round. After about an hour of playing blackjack, his stack was considerably taller than yours. You knew a large portion of it was luck, but goddamn was he some lucky son of a bitch.

“Looks like I’m gonna win, treasure. And might I say, my prize looks delicious~” A haze of red builds on your cheeks, avoiding his gaze as you pat your face, trying to make it go down. “Illinois James-”

“Yes, that’s my name~” Smug bastard.

He moves in, grabbing your chin as he kisses you as smooth as the words he had been speaking to you. You melt in his hold a little bit, leaning onto him. It’s as he pulls away, looking into his eyes as he smirks down at you, your head on his shoulder, that it clicks.

“Did you just want to kiss me??”

“Maybe, and I was bored. Solved both with one smooth move. And you still fell for it~”

You smack him on the shoulder as he laughs, stealing his hat while he’s distracted. His eyes go wide as you put it on, standing up so you gaze down at him. Hope you’re ready to join the mile high club based off of that look in his eyes.

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