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almanacrat · 2 years

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Friend of a Friend (Part 4)

Ethan Nestor (Crankgameplays) x femReader

“Whats stopping us from meeting up outside of this?” Ethan asked quietly, making sure Mark didn't hear from the table where he sat working on the video.

“I don't wanna go behind his back. I know he’s being stubborn right now, but I think he’ll get used to it eventually.”

“I hope so.” Ethan replied, glancing nervously at Mark.

Four months later, you were stopping for a coffee when you saw a familiar face. You hadn't seen Ethan in person, though you had texted every day and facetimed a couple of times.

“Ethan!” You called.

He turned around, grinning when he realized it was you. Ethan enveloped you in a tight hug, giggling into your hair.

“Long time no see.” You said, still being held by Ethan.

“It’s been too long. Can you crash another one of Mark’s filming sessions please?” He asked, finally letting go of you.

“I wish. Maybe I’ll bug him about it today.”

“I’ll bug him too. People really liked seeing you on the channel.” Ethan said.

“Really?”

“Yeah, did you not read the comments?”

“No, I was kinda scared to. I didn't want to see people shitting on me in the comments.”

“They loved you! I didn't see a single hate comment, I promise. And haters aren't something to be worried about.”

“Thanks, E.” Y/n replied, giving a warm smile.

“Hey, do you want to sit with me?” Ethan asked.

“I really wish I could, but I have to be at work soon.” Y/n wished that she could quit her job and stay with Ethan in that moment, but, alas, she had to go to work.

Y/n hugged Ethan tightly before leaving the cafe, unable to get her mind off of him for the rest of the day. She wondered if he felt the same connection that she did, and pondered the fate of star-crossed lovers. Of course, that was a dramatic label for the two of them, as they were neither doomed nor lovers.

“Please, Mark? Everyone really liked her.” Ethan begged Mark while they were having a brainstorming session. The days of Unus Annus had begun and they were looking for new things to film.

Mark looked at Amy for support, but found none.

“I have to take Ethan’s side on this one. We got a lot of positive feedback from the Markiplier Makes video she was in.” Amy gave Mark a sympathetic look, knowing he wouldn't like that answer.

Mark sighed in defeat.

“Fine.”

Amy kept the camera close to her body, discreetly filming the Ethan and Y/n’s reaction to seeing each other again. Ethan jumped up from his chair as soon as Y/n walked into the room, giving her a hug. This time the two didn’t wait for Mark to leave the room before they embraced. Mark did not look thrilled at their display of affection, but was reminded of Amy’s words. She assured him that he had no proof either Y/n or Ethan had romantic feelings for the other.

The group walked toward the haunted asylum, the night breeze blowing gently and warmly against them. Windows adorned the building, and broken glass littered the pavement. Nothing about this house was comforting, and Y/n felt her heart rate increase with every step.

“You look so nervous.” Ethan laughed, speaking to Y/n.

“It’s because I am. I hate this.” Y/n replied, unable to keep her eyes off the monument in front of them, noting that they had fallen a few paces behind Amy and Mark.

“Then why’d you agree to do it? You could've been in another video.” Ethan looked down at her.

“This was the only one Mark would let me be in.”

“What? Why?” Ethan furrowed his eyebrows.

“Probably because he didn't think I would agree to it. Or maybe he was testing how far I would go. Something like that, I guess. He knows how much I hate paranormal stuff.” Y/n answered.

“Alright! Here we are, at the Waverly Hills Sanatorium. What are your thoughts on this place?” Mark asked, the camera pointed toward the three adventurers.

“It’s pretty spooky. Just how I like ‘em.” Ethan said confidently.

“I think I’m gonna die.” Y/n murmured, making Mark and Ethan laugh.

The group made their way into the building, the doors creaking and shuddering as they closed behind the four. Y/n walked timidly, especially frightened when a loud bang resounded through the corridors.

“What the hell was that?” Y/n whispered loudly.

“I think it was just a door shutting. Maybe a bird.” Mark commented, then continued walking.

“That was not a fucking bird.” Y/n replied worriedly, looking over her shoulder and letting out a shaky breath.

“Hey, it’s okay. This place is old and dusty; it was probably just something falling apart.” Ethan murmured in Y/n’s ear, slipping his hand into hers.

Y/n did not reply, simply nodding her head instead. Being able to feel Ethan there certainly helped, but didn't completely shake the feeling that someone was watching them. They were about to finish the investigation when the main camera suddenly began to malfunction. The batteries were still good, so Mark had to exit the building and help Amy find a way to fix the camera.

“You two go ahead and do your solo investigations yourself. I’ll be in in a minute.” Mark gestured for them to go back, so they did.

Y/n was not having fun. She was severely spooked, but was doing okay until she saw a pair of glowing eyes glaring at her. Y/n booked it out of the room, frantically calling Ethan’s name until she found him.

“What?! What’s wrong?” Ethan asked as he wrapped his arms around Y/n, who had already attached herself to him, hiding her face in his shoulder.

“Fuck, E. I saw a pair of eyes in there. I swear to god I did!” Y/n panicked.

“Let me go look.” Ethan said, heading for the room Y/n came from.

Y/n followed closely behind, holding herself close to Ethan’s arm. Ethan shined his flashlight around the room, seeing nothing. The corners were filled with cobwebs, there were dark stains all over the room and broken scraps of wood littered the floor, but he didn't see anything that could have been mistaken for eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a breathy, almost whispered, laugh that didn't belong to him or Y/n.

“Hell no. We’re getting out of here.” Ethan exclaimed, grabbing Y/n’s hand and running toward the exit.

“What the hell happened?” Mark asked, still trying to fix the camera.

“Y/n saw a pair of eyes, and when we went back to investigate we heard a fucking laugh.” Ethan explained.

“And it wasn't either of you?” Mark inquired.

“Of course it wasn't.” Y/n replied.

“Well, I’m going in. I want to see what all the excitement is about.” Mark declared before marching into the asylum.

“Jesus Christ.” Y/n sighed as she sat with her back against the brick wall of the building. Ethan joined her and snaked an arm around her waist as she leaned against him silently.

The line of trees was dark and mysterious, making Y/n feel even more unsafe. With every rustle of the branches, she felt like something was slowly inching closer to her, and she could only sit and wait for it to get her. Another loud slamming noise echoed from the building, making Y/n shriek.

“I’ve got you. You’re safe.” Ethan held Y/n tighter and lightly stroker her hair with his free hand.

“Mark- he’s in there.” Y/n sputtered, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Mark will be alright. He’s a big boy, and if he wasn't okay we would hear him yelling. Yeah?” Ethan comforted her, watching her eyelids flutter as she struggled to keep herself awake.

“Yeah.” Y/n agreed, slowly losing consciousness and succumbing to sleep.

#ethan nestor imagine #ethan nestor #ethan nestor x reader #ethan nestor fic #ethan nestor x you #crankgameplays #crankgameplays imagine #crankgameplays x you #crankgameplays fic #crankgameplays x reader #markiplier #mark fischbach #markiplier fic #teamiplier #unus annus

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lil-writer-523 · 2 months

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Boxer! Ethan Nestor x Ballerina! OC?

An AU where Ethan is a Boxer (because Creator Clash 2 had me hyped as hell) and the OC is a Ballerina. The two have a meet-cute at a cafe, perhaps?? I just wanna see them take care of each other after long days of training.

The Moodboard/Collage took me 30 minutes using Picsart, and I don't really regret it. Might write this out. Who knows?

#ethan nestor x reader #ethan nestor x oc #ethan nestor #crankgameplays x reader #crankgameplays #tho he's not crankgameplays anymore #boxer x ballerina #boxer #ballerina #cafe meet-cute #PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GIVE ME THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE THIS

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discountfanfics · 2 years

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hello!

i'm river :]

here is a masterlist of people that i WILL write x reader fics for (note; you may request anything BUT there will be no smut or creator x creator as i don't want anyone to think i'm shipping people).

please let me know if anyone on this list is uncomfortable with fics, as the last thing i wanna do is make anyone uncomfortable

the list goes as follows:

crankgameplays (ethan nestor)

markiplier (mark fischbach)

amy nelson

apocalypto (tyler sheid)

kathryn knutsen (verytiredkat)

teamiplier (poly x reader)

multiple x reader (i.e. ethan x reader x mark, etc)

any of marks egos (can also be multiple x reader)

send me asks to request

request status: open!

#teamiplier x reader #markiplier x reader #crankgameplays x reader #tyler sheid x reader #amy nelson x reader #kathryn x reader #markiplier egos x reader

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bullyhunter--69 · 1 year

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can you do a markiplier x little sister ? i need some sort of e s c a p e p l e a s e

Snack runs at 2am

Pairing: (PLATONIC) Big Brother! Markiplier x Little Sister! Reader (I'm imagining the reader to be like 17/18ish but it doesn't really matter honestly)

Summery: Boring days lead to equally boring nights filled with sleeplessness and hunger. Since Mark stole all of your snacks for the video he filmed with Ethan that day, you figured he might as well pay you back, right?

T/W: none! Just some good 'ol fluff!

A/N: my first request! I absolutely love big bro Mark and stuff like this is always so fun to write, I hope you guys enjoy! 🖤

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Bang

BANG!

Each of the kitchen cabinet doors opened and slammed shut, progressively getting louder to match your frustration. Did Mark really have to take ALL of your sacred snacks, just because him and Ethan were filming and needed something to fulfill their hunger during it? Why couldn't they have just ordered pizza-- or even gotten McDonald's!?

With a heavy sigh, you spun around and leaned your back against the counter top. It took all of 3 seconds for this new, glorious plan to form within your magnificent brain.

The gas station down the street was open 24-hours.

And Mark was going to take you and buy you anything you wanted.

It was the least a big brother could do after ruining your late night youtube binge session by being a hog and eating all of your snacks.

With hushed footsteps you ran as fast and quietly as possible up the stairs and to Mark's bedroom. All caution stopped though when you threw his door open and jumped onto the foot of his bed, bouncing slightly as the weight on the poor mattress was now being distributed between 2 bodies and not just 1.

You made sure to jump onto a spot that was far enough away to where his attacks wouldn't get you, and boy were you glad you did. The sheets were thrown off of the bed and big, hairy limbs went everywhere. Legs kicked and arms swung, followed by various curses and threats after the initial scream died down. It's safe to say, Mark was definitely awake now.

"--OR ELSE I SWEAR I'LL REENACT THE BITE OF '87 ON YOU-- (Y/N)?" His voice was softer now and heavily dripping with confusion as he rubbed his eyes and tried to make out the shape of you in the dark, but your giggles and snorts from his empty threats gave you away instantly.

"What, the fuck, was that for?" The bedroom lamp now on and illuminating the room with soft light showed his ridiculously messy hair, and his hoodie on your body that you stole because he kept the house insanely cold.

"Get clothes on. You're taking me to the gas station down the road because you and Ethan-you big pigs- ate all of my sacred snacks." You punctuated your statement by crossing your arms after throwing the shirt that was laying on the foot of his bed at him. "I think I deserve it."

Mark's face began to dawn the most deadpan expression you've ever seen on him. The bags under his eyes were darkened by the shadows and how his hair framed his face. Exhaustion filled every invisible wrinkle upon him. He looked completely wiped out from the day he had spent filming and editing, but honestly? You could still see his lips starting to bend into a smile as he pulled his shirt on.

Within the next five minutes, you were both seated in his car and on the way to the gas station, having opted to drive since it was cold outside. The radio station played softly as you cruised down the completely dead road.

After pulling in and parking in the spot right beside the door, you both got out and entered the gas station. You skipped right back to the aisle with the chips and candy as Mark made a B-line to the fridge with the energy drinks. You met up with Mark just a few minutes later, a mix of snacks, candy, and drinks overflowing from your arms. You never typically took advantage of the times Mark spent money on you, but this was different! He ate all of your necessary snacks so this was just him repaying you!

Dumping everything on the counter, the elderly lady behind the counter started scanning everything for you while striking up a sweet conversation with Mark, as she always did when you two came in for snacks or gas. Before you knew it though, you were back in the car with at least 7 bags filled to the brim.

You looked over at Mark as he buckled his seatbelt into place. "Thank you Mark, I know you ate all my snacks, but this makes up for it." You laughed, but it got interrupted by a yawn. Mark looked over to you and followed with a laugh of his own, reaching over to ruffle your head. "I'm sorry for eating all of your snacks, kid. Let's get back to bed, yeah?"

You nodded in agreement and buckled yourself in, relaxing back in the comfy seat as Mark started driving.

"I'm still gonna beat Ethan's ass, he isn't off the hook just because you are."

#markiplier #crankgameplays #markiplier x reader #mark fischbach #markiplier x y/n #youtube

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jungjungmochi · 1 year

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Welcome♥️

Hello! And please welcome to my blog! This is! JungJung Writing. The concept of this blog is to give you fan fiction and cravings of fluff and angst with your creators. Especially some who don’t have fanfic’s on tumblr like they do on other platforms.

I hope you all grow to enjoy the content given! As I will give you more written fanfics and stories as soon as possible!

Before we get started!

Please remember that the YouTubers/Streamers listed below are real people. And to respect the boundaries of their beliefs. Also meaning smut is not going to be written for creators who haven’t opened up about how it makes them feel and for creators who have and aren’t okay with nsfw concepts tied to them.

I write for . . .

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

- BigT ((Tanner))

- Softwilly ((Nick))

- Yumi ((Blake))

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- Larrrycroft ((Larry))

- Issacwhy ((Issac))

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- Coryxkenshin ((Cory))

- Dashiegames ((Charlie))

- Berleezy ((Berlin))

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- Sykkuno ((Thomas))

- Corpse Husband

- Disguised Toast ((Jermey))

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- Jacksepticeye ((Sean))

- Markiplier ((Mark))

- CrankGameplays ((Ethan))

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- Sapnap

- Ted Nivison

- Quackity

Requesting!💌

3 Request at a time from the same blogs please! Give details and absolutely no smut for some of them if you aren’t sure if they feel okay with it. As far as that! Enjoy the blog and writings soon to come!!!!

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emocxnteddie · 7 months

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!-! CrankGamePlayes !-!

SFW

brotherhood

NSFW

empty.

#ethan nestor #crankgameplays #ethan nestor x reader #smut #ethan nestor x male reader #x male reader

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sam-winchesters-my-bf55 · 10 months

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Can you do a Ethan Nestor x shy!Y/N meeting in an improv club in school?

Shy

A/n: Hey! Forgive me if I made a few mistakes on improv school, I took it as kind of like acting school course! Sorry it took so long!

You were always shy. All throughout school, you managed to make a few friends, but they didn't last too long. You were alright with that, but deep down you wished for a friend, a partner, someone.

While in high-school you decided you wanted to take a step out of your comfort zone. You decided to go to acting school, and take the improv course. You figured since most people there are loud, outgoing, and mostly friendly(cuz anywhere you go there's always a couple of assholes), it would be a good way to not only do what you love, but also make a few friends.

The first day came and you walked down the schools large hallways, wiggling your way through floods of students. You entered the large class with a giant stage, and found some people already sitting down. You'd rather die than ask someone if this was the right class though, so you nervously took a seat in one of the many, many comfortable red chairs.

The teacher came out and dramatically introduced the class he would be teaching. He was tall, with brown hair and eyes, with wacky glasses. He had a very laid back, almost hippie style. Instantly, you felt comfortable in the class as he introduced himself and the class. You sighed with relief as you realized your in the right class. He partnered you all up and had you introduce yourselves to eachother. You found your partner ans walked over to him. He stood up with a smile on his face. "Hey are you my partner?" "Um, yeah? I think?" "Ok, well I'm Ethan, what's your name?" You felt your cheeks warm a little from just the kindness in his tone alone. "I'm [Y/N]" "That's a very nice name, it suits you" "Thank you, I like your name a lot too"

After the class, you both had the same lunch period, so you both decided to go grab a bite to eat at a local mom and pop place. The whole time, you guys were talking, and laughing, and becoming good friends.

And honestly? Your were glad you decided to step out of your shell a little, cuz you wouldn't trade Ethan for the world.

#crankgameplays x reader #crankgameplays #ethan nestor x reader #ethan nestor #ethan x reader

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bts-spnlvr12 · 2 years

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Colorful Souls

Sean McLoughlin x Reader/Jacksepticeye x Reader

Characters: Markiplier, Amy Nelson, Tyler Scheid, Ethan Nestor, Wade, Bob, and possible others...

Summary: When you’re born, you’re able to see in color until your 18th birthday, your vision goes dull in color until you see your soulmate. You’re 26, and still haven’t found your soulmate, but will that change when you go to L.A. for a youtuber’s get together?

Prompt: Soulmate!AU

A/N: Sean has a beautiful girlfriend, please remember that this is just a story!!

You just arrived at LAX for a get together that’s happening in 2 days, meeting up with your best friends such as Mark, Amy, Ethan, Bob, Wade and Sean who should arrive by tomorrow as he texted the group chat between you all...

You grab your luggage and go outside to see Amy’s car, jogging to her vehicle and knocking on the window, “Amy!”

“Y/n!” She unlocks the door and you put your luggage in the back seat and climb into the passenger seat, “How have you been?”

You continue your conversation on the way back to Mark’s house, which after 20 minutes she pulls into the driveway and parks in the garage, you both get out and you grab your luggage and head inside, once inside you see Mark, Bob, Wade, Tyler and Ethan chatting in the living room...

“She’s here!” They look up and come over and hug you, “Hey Y/n!”, you giggle and set your luggage down, “Hey fellas, how have you been?”

“Good, we were just discussing a video while everyone’s here, have any ideas?” Bob spoke for all of the guys...

“How about some improv? Everyone seems to enjoy those types of videos.” You suggest..

“Boys?” Bob looks at the guys, and they smile and nod, “Sounds like a good idea.” Ethan speaks out, the guys then go get things set up while Amy helps you get set up in a guest bedroom, “Thank you for letting me spend this weekend over here, I could’ve easily rented a hotel room.”

“It’s no problem, you know we love to have you around, we haven’t caught up in like forever...” Amy smiles, you nod subtly, “Yeah, it’s been a while, but not much happened...”

“Are you able to see color yet, have you found your soulmate?” Amy questions, which causes you to sigh softly and shake your head, “Nope...maybe I have no soulmate, I’m 26 and still haven’t found him...”

“You do have a soulmate Y/n, you just haven’t found the right on just yet, he’ll come around sometime, hell, maybe you’re soulmate is gonna be here this weekend...” You smile softly, “Maybe, but you and Mark are soulmates, Bob and his wife are as well, along with everyone else here, I’m the only one who hasn’t found one yet...”

“It could be Jack, I bet he hasn’t found one yet...” Amy suggests, “There’s no way, he’s a freaking amazing, handsome guy, there’s no way he hasn’t found his yet...” You give her a look, then feel your face start to redden...

“Looks like someone has a crush on him...”

“Oh shush, you better go help the guys, I’m gonna get comfortable for the evening...” Amy nods and goes downstairs to help the guys...

You go shower and switch out of your travel clothes and into some more comfortable clothes, then go sit on the bed and scroll through social media, then look at your channel stats, and reading and replying to some comments, when you feel tired from the jet lag and suddenly fall asleep...

~Next morning...~

You wake up to the smell of coffee that was just brewed, you get up, brush your hair, put it in a clip and head downstairs to hear a loud Irish gentleman jokingly bickering with Wade about something funny he did to make everyone laugh, you smile and slowly come into the kitchen...

“Good morning Y/n! Want some breakfast?” Mark asks as he sees you walk in, “Yes please, thank you!” You go and fix some coffee, before turning around, smiling, you then look at Jack, only then to see a ton of color, you shockingly looked around, you excuse yourself suddenly then slowly rush back up to your guest room, placing your mug down and pacing a bit, “There’s no freaking way...Sean..is my...soulmate? How...?”

You sit down on the bed, still shocked, you’re brought out of your trance by a knocking on the door, “C-Come in!” You look and see Amy come in then shut the door, “You alright, you seemed a little shocked? Stressed?”

“Uhm, yeah...I’m totally fine...” You look up to see Amy’s dark colored eyes, “I can finally see color Amy, it happened after I looked at Jack...”

“This is good! You finally found your soulmate after so long, Sean is your soulmate...” Amy grabs your hand, you look down at her red nail polish, you cover your eyes with your other hand, “This can’t be happening, but at the same time...it is...”

You calm your breathing, “He can’t possibly know...”

~Meanwhile, Jack’s POV...~

“Uhm, guys...” I look at the mug in front of me, to see a dark green color...

The guys look at me and notice a look of shock on my face, “Jack? You alright buddy?” Mark asks...

“Yeah, the fact that I finally know that Y/n is my soulmate!” I whisper yell, the guys also get a look of shock on their faces, “No fucking way...”

“She can’t possibly know about this, she’ll freak the fuck out...” I sigh softly, “She has to Jack, why else would she just leave after looking directly at you for a split second?”

“She could’ve had to go do something really, quick, I don’t know! Fucking hell!” I replied, then slowly calmed my breathing, “What should I do?”

“Well...”

~Author’s POV...~

You talked with Amy to get an idea of what to do next, “We have to talk about this, even if it’ll be hard to mention, but it’s worth it, I found my soulmate, and I’m not going to lose him...”

“That’s the spirit, come on...” You nod and follow Amy downstairs, to find the guys, talking about the plans for this weekend, you smile softly and refill your mug, and join in on the conversation, you notice Mark and Amy having their own little conversation every now and then, but think nothing of it...

Once the weekends plans are discussed, we go to our separate places, you got up and change into a jogging outfit of a tank, shorts, short socks and running shoes, with your hair in a high ponytail, you had your phone and earbuds in hand then let Mark know that you’re going for a quick run, and that you’ll be back in about an hour or so...

You put in your earbuds then open the door, and turn to shut it, catching a glimpse of Jack, then closing it, then shaking your head the starting your jog around the neighborhood...

You get to a nearby park then sit down on a bench, you get the urge to scroll through your gallery, mainly of picture of you and Jack, you wonder why it took so long for your vision to change, you liked him a lot, you’ve looked at him a lot, but those times your vision never changed, maybe something changed over the years, maybe he felt the same about you...

You’d never know until you ask him, you blush when you get to a photo of you’re first time meeting him, he was kissing your cheek, you we’re a huge fan when you started your channel, then eventually grew close to 5 million subscribers within a few years time, you sigh then get back up and walk back to the house...

You arrive back home after 30 minutes, you notice that everyone is gone except for Jack, “Where’s is everyone?” You shut the door...

“They went out for a night on the town...” He replies, you nod then go wash your body, then switch into another pair of PJs you brought along for the weekend, you come downstairs and sit on the couch a few spaces away from Jack, sensing something a little awkward in the air...

“How are you doing, Y/n?” Jack breaks the silence, “I’m doing good, you?”

“I’m doing good as well, anything new?” You shrug your shoulders, “Not really, I mean something special happened, but you probably don’t wanna hear about that...”

“Tell me about it, come here...” You move a little closer to him and face him, “I...I found my soulmate today, I wasn’t expecting to after so many years, what about you?” Jack nods, “I can say the same for myself, I found my soulmate as well...” You smile softly, “She must be very lucky to have a guy like you...” You smile softly, Jack smiles softly, “She is very lucky...”

Suddenly you feel his lips on yours, you kiss him back as he lays you down on the couch, then open your eyes to see his bright blue eyes staring deeply into your (E/C) eyes...

“I love you...” You whisper soft enough that he could barely hear you, “What was that?” He gently lifts your head up by your chin with his thumb and forefinger, making you look into his bright blue eyes...

“I love you, Sean...” You finally say loud enough, “I love you too Y/n, for eternity...” He then leans down and kisses you softly, when suddenly you both hear the front door open, you both shoot up off the sofa and fix yourselves up, before turning around and smiling...

“Hey guys, how was your night out?” Sean asks them as they finish coming inside, “It was great, seems like you had a good time yourselves...” You then look down and blush...

“S-shut up...” Sean then pulls you in, “Now if you excuse us, we’re gonna go upstairs and do couple things..” You and Sean stand up and go to the room you’re staying in and cuddle and kiss one another until you both fall asleep in each other’s arms...

#jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye x reader #jacksepticeye x you #youtubers #markiplier #amy nelson #ethan nestor #wade barnes #muyskerm #soulmate #colors #lordminion777 #crankgameplays #planet peebles

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creat0r-cat · 1 year

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Markiplier x Teen!Daughter!Anxious!Reader - Take Your Time

Requested by: daygobyinheryeyes

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(Mark’s POV)

I laughed with my friends as we finished up a collaboration video of Prop Hunt. “I can’t believe you didn’t see me!” Seán playfully yelled at Wade as he groaned in frustration. The Irishman had been disguised as a coaster and had hidden himself behind a door, making him virtually invisible even with the automated taunts the game provided. Bob was howling with laughter as he too had failed to spot him even when he was in the same room.

I cut my video off and logged off the game, staying in the discord video call as I did so. “Ahhh guys, that was so much fun.” I sighed, leaning back in my chair. The others began chatting amongst themselves about the different rounds and I looked back as there was a knock at the door and it began to open, revealing a teenage girl, carrying a plate of food. The moment she realized I was on a video call, she slightly closed the door and waited for a signal.

“It’s okay, I’m not recording.” I told her and in a small, shaky voice she replied. “I made s-some lunch and you didn’t come down a-and then it got late so I made some more for you. S-sorry for interrupting your conversation.”

“Oh, thank you! I didn’t even realize the time.” I said, walking over and taking the delivery as she presented it. She never entered my room when I was on call as she was rather camera shy, but that didn’t really bother me. I gave her a partial hug and then, telling her I’d be downstairs soon, I walked back over to my desk and once again put on my headphones. “Who was that?” Asked Wade, who had apparently witnessed the interaction.

“Oh, that was (Y/n).” I said, looking up at the screen from where I was about to take a bite of food. “Who?” asked Bob and Seán, and then it was my turn to be confused. “I swear I told you guys about her. Did I seriously forget?”

“Yes! Who is she?” The three said and I placed a hand over my face, feeling stupid. “I really thought I told you guys. So.. um.. She’s kind of my adopted daughter.”

“No way!” Exclaimed Seán in shock. “You’re seriously a dad now?” I laughed softly, rubbing the back of my neck. “Yeah. I didn’t post about it on social media because I wasn’t even sure at first if I was going to find the right kid. I guess I just forgot about it after I adopted her.”

“You could’ve at least texted us about it.” Commented Bob who crossed his arms as I took a bite of food. “This is a pretty big deal, Mark. Does Amy know?”

“I was going to!” I said after swallowing. “I just forgot, and yes, Amy does know. I asked her how she felt about the idea before I went through with it.” Just then, someone new entered the chat. “Hey guys!” I recognized that higher pitched voice as I ate some more of my meal. “Hi Ethan!” Said Wade with a smile. “Did you know that Mark has a kid?”

“WHAT??” The younger male exclaimed which nearly burst my eardrums. “Mark, you never told me this! I thought we were friends!” He cried and I rolled my eyes dramatically. “Oh my gosh, you guys! I made one mistake and now my butt is being handed to me on a silver platter. What’s next, Tyler is gonna hop on and give me crap too?” And just like that, as if he had heard me, Tyler joined the group chat.

“Wow, is there a party going on here?” he said with a chuckle and before I could say anything, Ethan blurted out a loud, “MARK IS A DAD!” I watched Tyler’s face, which had just appeared in video form, contort into one of absolute shock. “I’m sorry, WHAT?!” I took another bite of food, letting out an exhale of frustration at how much the situation climaxed. “Why wasn’t I informed of this?” He demanded and Seán yelled out, “That’s what we’ve been saying!”

“You know, instead of giving me all this backlash about an honest mistake, I could just tell you what happened.” I said, wiping my mouth with a napkin and putting my dishes to the side. “I’ve got time.” Said Bob, checking his watch. “I’ve got nothing planned for the rest of the day.” Joined Seán, leaning forward in his chair and staring at the camera expectantly, like a little child waiting impatiently for a cookie. Wade, Tyler, and Ethan also agreed and I sighed again, getting more comfortable in my chair.

“Fine. You want to hear the story, then I’ll tell the story.”

(Flashback: Mark’s POV)

I had been thinking about adopting a child for quite a while. For what reason, I don’t really know. All I knew is that I wanted to have a kid. I already ran the idea by Amy and she also thought it was a good idea. I decided to look for either a boy or a girl, but not one too young that I’d have to take care of them 24/7. I didn’t feel ready for that kind of job, and honestly, I still don’t feel that way now.

I started looking around the area for orphanages that had open houses soon. I came across a few and did end up going to some of them. Unfortunately, I was rather disappointed by a lot of people I met. Don’t get me wrong, they were somewhat nice kids, but for one reason or another they weren’t what I was looking for.

I got to this one place, the “Los Angeles Sunnyside Orphanage”, and when I entered I could tell it might produce good results. Yes, there were some parts that could use some fixing up, but it seemed a lot friendlier than some of the other orphanages I had visited. So, naturally, I felt pretty good about my chances there.

When I walked around, there were a lot of kids running around and playing. I wasn’t sure who exactly to try and meet so I went to the orphanage director and started some interviews with the older kids. I think the age range I covered was twelve to sixteen, but I still wasn’t sure about any of them. At that point, my mind was starting to tell me I was being picky and that any of the kids would do just fine, but then I saw this girl on the other side of the room.

She was drawing, seeming to be focused on the picture rather than the other children. I knew I hadn’t spoken with her yet, because I didn’t recognize her, so I turned to the orphanage director curiously and pointed at the girl in question. “Who is she? Why isn’t she playing with the others?” “Her?” The director responded, adjusting his glasses and peering at the girl. “Ah, that’s (Y/n). She doesn’t really get along with the other children.” I frowned, “Is she a bad kid?”

“No, she’s just incredibly shy and I wouldn’t be surprised if she has social anxiety. Not that I’m trying to give her a diagnosis, it’s just my uneducated opinion.”

“How old is she?” I asked and the director hummed softly, scratching his head as he thought. “I believe she’s 14 years old.” She was within my age range so I decided to at least give her a chance. “Would I be able to get an interview with her?”

The director nodded and signaled for me to stay where I was while he got her. I watched as he got (Y/n)’s attention and gently told her that I wanted to meet her. She looked over at me and her eyes seemed to widen. As the two of them walked over to me, I noticed that she was shaking, looking down at the floor, refusing to make eye contact with me. The two of us were escorted into a much quieter room to talk and I smiled kindly at her when she sat down across from me.

“Hi there, (Y/n). How are you today?” She looked so nervous as she quietly murmured, “I’m alright. How are you?” This was progress. “I’m doing well, thanks for asking.” She nodded, looking up at me for a second before once again lowering her gaze. “I don’t bite, I promise.” I joked and a ghost of a smile formed on her lips.

Looking down, there were some papers on the table between us that were filled with questions. (Y/n)’s hand twitched a bit, looking like she was going to reach for them but was also hesitating. “Do you need to ask me anything?” I queried and she nodded, finally taking the papers. “S-sorry. I promise that I’ve done this before, but.. I’m just nervous.” she said softly and I nodded in understanding. “Hey, take your time. It’s okay to be nervous. You don’t know me and we’re stuck in a room together. I’d be nervous too if I were in your position.” She let out a small chuckle which made me smile.

“What’s your name?” She read, and I answered. “Mark Fischbach.” She paused for a second, seemingly thinking about something before continuing. “W-what do you do for a living and do you enjoy your job?”

“As silly as it sounds, I make videos on YouTube for people to watch. It’s my dream job and I love it a lot.” (Y/n) looked over at me, her eyes shining with an excitement I hadn’t seen before. “I don’t think that’s silly at all.” She said, “Honestly, it sounds like fun.” I smiled at her, “It is, for the most part.” She shifted in her seat before continuing the interview. The longer the two of us spent time together, even just lightly chatting, the more comfortable she seemed to be. We got along, and while she did pause sometimes to take a breath and calm down her nerves, I wasn’t bothered by her at all. When all the questions were finished, I waved goodbye and met with the director again. I told him that I was going to keep looking, but that I might come back.

I knew that (Y/n) and I got along well, once she got to know me a bit more, but I wasn’t quite sure if she was what I was looking for. I never really stopped thinking about her though, and after a few more days I decided that I was going to adopt her. I came back, told the director my plan, and he set me up for a house inspection the next day. After I was cleared, I brought the paperwork in, made the payment, and waited for her to come down with her stuff.

I saw that she was nervous when she brought down her bag, but she calmed down a little bit when she saw me. “Ready to go home?” She nodded and when the two of us left, I honestly felt pretty good about my decision. The drive back to my house was kinda awkward, but I guess that was to be expected.

When we arrived, I introduced her to Chica and got her settled into her new room. We spent that night learning a bit more about each other, and the next few days had similar themes. It was difficult, getting used to someone new in my house, but it was okay.

I taught her how to play some different video games and was really surprised at how quickly she was able to pick some of them up. She was still a tad bit nervous when it came to getting really close to me, but by the end of the first month, she was smiling almost all the time and had little to no issues with physical contact.

After I introduced her to Amy, and found out that the two of them had actually begun to bond rather quickly, everything seemed like it was falling perfectly into place until something happened.

I was laughing with (Y/n) about my newest playthrough of a really hard game. I had lost my mind over it and when I said, “It’s the ragiest game I’ve ever played and I’m never going back to it!” She responded with “I thought ‘I Am Bread’ was the ragiest game you’ve ever played.” I froze and the room went silent. Looking over at (Y/n)’s face, she had turned pale white.

“How did you know that I’ve played that game? I never gave you the name of my channel so you shouldn’t know that.. unless you started watching or already knew.” She began to fidget and she looked down in what looked like shame. “I-I’m sorry. I should’ve told you by now, but I was scared about how you’d react.”

“Tell me what? I’m not upset that you’ve seen my videos, but why would you hide it?”

“Because I already knew who you were before we met. I.. I didn’t want to tell you during the interview because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or scare you off. You were so nice and I didn’t think you’d want a kid who was a fan.”

I stayed silent as she continued. “I promise that I’m not one of those over-the-top and crazy fangirls. Yes, I was happy and shocked to see you, but that’s because I never expected this to happen. I mean, you’re Markiplier. I don’t think anyone would be expecting you to suddenly adopt a kid, least of all an anxious and socially awkward girl like me. Honestly, it sounds like something out of a fanfiction rather than something that would happen in real life, but that’s exactly what happened. I’m really, really sorry, Mark.”

I smiled softly and walked over to her, giving her a gentle hug. “I know that you aren’t like those fangirls. You’ve definitely shown that during your time here. And while I’m a little hurt you didn’t tell me about this, I can understand why you hid it. I probably would’ve done the same if I was in your position. You don’t have to worry about it anymore. If anything, this means I can joke about a lot more stuff because you might understand them. Just promise me that you won’t hide stuff like this from me anymore, alright kiddo?”

Her eyes welled with tears and she hugged me back. “I promise.” When we both let go, I laughed softly, wiping away some tears that had started falling down my cheeks. “Whoo! Alright, that’s enough sentimental stuff for one day. Do you want to order pizza and have a movie night?”

“That sounds like fun!” She said, giggling as she also wiped away some tears on her own face. “Thanks for not hating me after I told you the truth. I love you, Dad.” My eyes widened in shock as the name she gave me finally registered. “Gosh dang it, (Y/n)! You’re gonna make me cry again!” She laughed and gave me another hug before running off to the living room.

That was the first time she ever called me Dad.

(End of flashback)

“She kept her promise too. She and I have gotten so close that you’d swear she’s a mini female version of me.” I said, leaning back in my chair. “Wow..” said Wade after the others remained in silence. “She sounds like so much fun to be around!” added Seán with a smile and Ethan nodded. “Could we meet her?”

I hummed softly and thought about it. “As much as I’d like that, she’s really shy around new people. I’m not sure how she’ll be with you guys. Then again, she knows who you all are and she got comfortable around Amy soon after they met, so maybe it won’t be too bad. I’ll run the idea by her.”

I looked toward the clock and my eyes widened. “Oh shoot! It’s almost been half an hour since we finished the video!” The others looked at their own clocks in surprise. “Oh dang. Time flies during story time, huh?” Laughed Wade and we all agreed in amusement. “I’d better get going. I’ll text you guys about her answer, I promise.”

“You’d better remember this time!” Joked Seán as he waved at the camera. I logged off of discord, stretched, and walked downstairs with my dishes. “Sorry I took so long. The guys wanted to talk.” (Y/n) was on her phone in the dining room and she looked up and smiled at me. “It’s okay! You sounded like you had fun.” I nodded, sitting down in a chair next to her. “So, uhm. I have a question for you.”

She watched me expectantly and I took a deep breath before continuing. “So, the others want to meet you.” As I said that, her eyes widened and she visibly tensed. “I know that meeting people isn’t your forte, but I really think you’ll like them.” After a few seconds of silence, she responded. “W-who all are you talking about?”

“Bob, Wade, Tyler, Ethan, and Seán. They want to meet you. I mean, you are part of the family now, so I’m not really surprised.” (Y/n) looked away, seeming to be in thought. “I’m a little shocked that you’re only telling me this now.” It was my turn to look away as my cheeks heated up in embarrassment. “I.. may or may not have forgotten to tell them back when we finalized the adoption.”

(Y/n) began to laugh. “Of course you did.” I feigned feeling hurt, gasping at her dramatically. “You say that like I forget stuff all the time! Are you insinuating that I, THE Markiplier, am getting too old and thus forgetting things often?”

“I mean, you said it, not me. So..” I rolled my eyes and joined in her laughter. After the amusement died down, there was a moment of silence before (Y/n) said softly, “I know how much you want to see them. If they’re somewhat as nice in person as they are online, then I don’t think it would be much of a problem to meet them. I’d just need to hype myself up a bit, I guess.”

I smiled happily and walked over, giving her a hug. “I promise, they’re not bad people. You’ll love them. You don’t have to agree to this if you don’t want to. Please understand that.”

“I.. I know. I’m choosing to say yes, Dad. It’ll be fine.” With that final confirmation, I nodded. “Alright, I’ll tell them that they can visit. Maybe in a week or so?” (Y/n) nodded and I stood up, walking to the living room. “Don’t forget to text them, old man Mark!” She called after me and I spun around dramatically, almost falling over in the process.

(Time Skip: No one’s POV)

Mark and (Y/n) walked into a store together, (Y/n) staying relatively close to her dad and the shopping cart. They walked around, picking out items that they needed, and some that they decided to try for fun or put away for when the others came to visit. Some parents that came to the store couldn’t help but smile when they saw how close the two seemed to be and how they would laugh with each other at the weirdest things.

(Y/n) noticed something on the shelf that they needed and went ahead to grab it, but when she turned around, Mark was nowhere to be seen. She looked around in confusion and then felt her breathing quicken and her hands begin to shake. She went back the way that she came from but she still couldn’t see him. Looking into the next aisle produced the same results.

Thoughts began to swim through her mind, overwhelming her senses. “Where did he go? Did he leave me behind? Did he not want me anymore? Why did he suddenly disappear? Did something happen to him?” She put the item on the shelf behind her before she could drop it and tears began to fill her eyes.

Feeling sick, (Y/n) sat down on the floor, her foot tapping against the ground as she curled in on herself, trying to control her breathing. She was scared, not knowing what to do. She tried to make herself stop thinking about the ‘what ifs’, but to no avail. She heard a soft voice, but didn’t look up at who it was until a familiar hand with a gentle touch was placed on her shoulder. With that, (Y/n) finally looked up.

“M-Mark?”

“Are you okay? You’re shaking like a leaf.”

She quickly embraced him, feeling herself calm down as his arms wrapped around her. He was here. He was real. His deep voice soothed her fears as he murmured words of comfort. “It’s okay. I’m here. Sorry I left you behind. I thought you were right behind me when I forgot to grab something from the other aisle and went back for it. Guess I should pay more attention huh?” (Y/n) couldn’t bring herself to talk but just clung to him.

Mark didn’t question her as he continued to hug her. He knew she was crying, but she made no noise and he hoped she didn’t get hurt, feeling awful that she was upset in the first place. But in all honesty, he wasn’t entirely sure why she was so distressed over him not being there all of a sudden. “It’s okay.” He murmured softly, rocking her back and forth. “I’m not leaving you behind. I love you too much to do that.”

After a few minutes she calmed down enough to where they moved on to the checkout and left the store. Nobody had seen (Y/n)’s breakdown, and that was fine with the two of them. It had been a private moment. The car was filled with silence on the way home and Mark constantly looked in the rearview mirror to check if his daughter was okay. The poor girl looked exhausted.

After coming home and quickly putting away the groceries, Mark sat down with (Y/n), making sure that she wasn’t still in any part of her panic attack. He wrapped her up in a blanket, once again and gave her a big hug. “How’re you feeling?”

“Better.. I’m sorry for what happened, Dad.” Mark shook his head. “There’s no reason to be sorry. You were frightened. I do have to ask though, why were you afraid? I was only gone for less than a minute and I was pretty sure you could’ve seen me in the previous aisle.” (Y/n) went silent before softly murmuring, “I.. don’t think I’m ready to talk about it. Also, I did look in both the last and next aisles. I couldn’t see you. I think you were hidden by something.”

“Okay then. Take your time. I’ll be here when you’re ready to tell me, and, come to think of it, there was a large pile of boxes over there so maybe that’s why you couldn’t see me. Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry. You did nothing wrong. You were just grabbing groceries.”

Mark hugged her again, the two of them laughing as she returned the gesture, sighing with contentment in his arms.

(Time skip)

The day for the guests’ arrival finally came and (Y/n) had basically locked herself up in her room. Chica was in there with her, laying still beside the girl and receiving distracted pets. “I don’t know what to do.” The teenager said, looking at the loyal dog. “I know they’re nice people. Mark told me so, and they act relatively nice in their videos. I just.. I don’t know if I’ll feel comfortable around them. I don’t want to let dad down, or make the others sad by not being around them. What do I do, Chica Beeka?”

The golden retriever in question just looked up at her and wagged her tail. (Y/n) couldn’t help but smile, giving her a head scratch. “Not much help there, buddy, but thanks for listening.” Just then, there was a knock at the door. Chica jumped up and pawed at the bedroom door. (Y/n) took a deep breath and let her out, following the dog down the stairs.

They were here.

Mark was at the door, happily greeting his friends as Chica ran around, barking in excitement. (Y/n) stood back in the entrance to the living room, not daring to get close to the group, but instead just watched them interact with her father. She knew who these men were. Seán, Bob, Wade, Tyler, and Ethan were some of Mark’s closest friends who she had seen on videos before, as well as heard Mark talking to them over video call or the phone. This fact, however, didn’t excuse the fact that she was nervous. Seán was the first to notice her and smiled, coming closer to her as she took a few steps back. “Aww hello there!” He said with a wide grin. “You must be (Y/n). Mark’s told us a lot about you.” She could barely form words as the others also looked in her direction. “I.. umm.. Hi..?” She backed up once more as Ethan approached her. “Don’t be shy, we’re not gonna hurt you.” Mark noticed her distress and asked that they back off a bit. He watched her visibly relax when her personal space was restored. Bob and Wade looked at each other, deciding to speak to her gently while staying where they were. “It’s nice to finally meet you, (Y/n).” spoke the larger of the two, waving at her kindly. The gesture was returned.

Mark got closer to her and the others watched as she stood her ground and he put an arm around her. “Sorry, I did tell you guys she might not be too comfortable at first.” Tyler nodded in understanding. “I get that. Better safe than sorry, am I right?” (Y/n) nodded and hid a little bit behind Mark.

Ethan smiled at her, seeming to have an understanding of the situation. “You don’t need to worry about us.” He said gently. “I know we’re all big and loud and scary, but I promise we aren’t bad people.” Chica made her way over to the girl who gave her some head pats. “I.. I know you guys aren’t bad. If you were, then dad probably wouldn’t be friends with you. I’m.. just not used to you yet.” Mark gave her a side hug with a smile. “It’ll take some time, but we’ll get there. It’s just like we always do. We’ll take things slowly.”

Over the next few days, (Y/n) gained exposure to the others. They were respectful of her personal space and they were all pleasantly surprised at how similar she was to them. Sure, they had heard of some stuff from Mark, but actually witnessing it was something different.

Tyler was the first one to really bond with her. His calm and gentle nature made her comfortable so it wasn’t entirely surprising that he would be the one to start them off. He and (Y/n) found a shared interest in some sports and they held some nice conversations about them.

Next came Bob, followed closely by Wade. They started playing some video games together and while at first she didn’t say much, when she got a bit more comfortable and started talking, the two men were rather pleased to hear her use Mark’s sense of humor. It made the games much less tense and a lot more enjoyable.

Ethan was second to last. He was very energetic and seemed to have the mind of an 8th grader, so he and (Y/n) bonded over memes. He showed her some of his favorites when the two of them were bored in the living room and she shared some of hers. Their somewhat immature humor made it a very fun event, especially when it came to meme videos and clips they could find on random discord servers.

Seán, much to his disappointment, was the last one. Maybe it was because he was so outgoing, or perhaps it was because she was busy with the others. Either way, he didn’t really know how to connect with her. Yes, they both liked video games and other such things, but he didn’t really know how to approach her.

That changed when he was out on the porch, petting Chica. He heard the sliding glass door open and a pair of hesitant footsteps come near. “M-may I.. sit with you?” He looked over to discover that it was (Y/n). He nodded and she sat on the opposite side of Chica, giving her a head scratch.

There was a peaceful silence between the two of them for quite some time before Seán spoke up. “I’m sorry, but I have no idea how to talk to you.” The girl laughed softly, “You and me both.” Chica let out a yawn, stretching slightly before (Y/n) continued. “I.. I haven’t really given you a chance before now. I’ve been so.. Nervous.”

“Why?” The teen shrugged. “I guess I’m just getting used to having so many people here that I don’t really know and you’re, like, my second favorite YouTuber so.. yeah, anxiety overload.” Seán looked at her in surprise. “You watch my videos?” She nodded. “Yup. I’ve watched at least one video from all of you, but I mainly see or hear you during collabs with dad.”

The Irishman smiled. “I’m pretty sure that’s how most people find our channels at this point.” (Y/n) laughed softly. “Pretty much, but give yourself some credit. You guys make great videos by yourself, no Markiplier included.” Seán blushed slightly from the praise. “Well, thank you. That’s high praise coming from his daughter.”

She rolled her eyes with a smirk. “Oh please. I was a fan of you guys before I was his daughter.” With the awkward barrier finally broken, they were finally able to talk to each other, all while petting a very happy Chica.

Things would take time to get used to, and no, having those five at the house wasn’t permanent, but slowly, (Y/n) was finally able to get somewhat comfortable with them before they had to leave. Mark was very happy. This had turned out better than expected, and he knew it would be a lot more fun when it came to any future visits.

No, (Y/n) didn’t engage in much if any physical touch with them, but that was to be expected, and that was alright. It would take time to achieve that kind of bond with her, as it had for Mark and Amy. But there was no issue with taking it slow.

No issues at all..

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