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jokingmisfit · 1 year
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Markiplier Egos As Contacts In My Phone
Annus- 🤍Anus🤍
Darkiplier- 🥀Dark🥀
Darkiplier(Alternative)- 😏Daddy😏
Wilford- 🥸The Stacheman🥸
Wilford(Alternative)- 🫨Bubblegum Bitch🫨
Yancy- 🔪Sinnamonroll🔪
Dr.Iplier- 🧑‍⚕Your Dying🧑‍⚕
Google- 💻Smartass💻
Bing- 🛹Radical Dude🛹
Illinois- 🤠Indiana Jones🤠
Yanderiplier- 🫶Unstable Child🫶
Captain Magnum- 🏴‍☠️Dadptain🏴‍☠️
Engineer!Mark- 🧑‍🚀M2702 Boi🧑‍🚀
Eric Derikson- 🤓Cinnamonroll🤓
Old-man Mark- 🧓Granddaddy🧓
Host- 🫥Narrator🫥
Murdock- 🦆Murduck🦆
Heist!Mark- 💣Smooth Criminal💣
Stan- 💦The Water Man💦
Actor- 🕺Dramatic Bitch🕺
Jim and Jim- 👬Jim(s)👬
Cave Man Mark- Doesn't have a phone
Heehoo- Also doesn't have a phone
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SUMMARY | the jims needed an extra set guy and you owed them a favor
PAIRING | jim x reader
REQUESTED | no
WARNINGS | n/a
WORD COUNT | 756 words
AUTHOR NOTES | first markiplier related fic ive done in a hot minute
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You could already feel your shoulder bruising under the weight of the camera.
Bobbing and weaving throughout this giant mansion wasn't how you planned on spending your weekend. Under different circumstances you'd probably be sitting in your small little apartment right now, kicking your feet up with a glass of wine or beer while binge watching tv shows.
But of course what were you to expect at this point. You? Having a normal weekend? Not when you had friends like this.
The Jim's were fairly chaotic people. Spending their entire life savings on cameras and a crew, somehow getting it aired on a channel run by a man with a pink mustache, and even recording them committing various crimes just to get some footage. But still, you had been a friend of sorts with them ever since you could remember. Maybe it was your habit of attracting crazy people that made it happen, but you had a feeling the friendship would have found another way into your life no matter what. Funny things like that tended to happen with you. It definitely managed to keep lige interesting though that's for sure.
"Jim!" You stopped in your momentary chase, whispering not so quietly to the raven haired man currently several feet in front of you. The hallway was dark enough to where you felt comfortable being hidden in the shadows, not trusting the other brightly lit rooms in this never ending mansion.
"Yeah?" Two people responded to you at once, voices identical. You would never get used to that. Years into knowing them and you still hadn't given them any sort of speperate nickname to seperate them.
"No not you Jim, that Jim!"
"Me?"
"The—the one in front of me!" You groaned, albeit no real frustration behind it. "With the blue shirt!"
"Oh yeah!" Jim, the one in front not behind, scrambled back to you, hair mussed up and eyes wide with curiosity. Just like they always were. "What's up (Y/n)!"
"Are we even supposed to he here? I mean—" You grunted, adjusting the camera resting on the tip of your shoulder while managing not to drop it. "—I know you guys have a habit of trespassing, but I'd rather not be next in line for when you get tried at court. Should we really be doing this?"
"No! We shouldn't! Not at all." He smiled happily. "Now come on (Y/n), we've got to go before any of our rival news crews get to the crime scene first!"
You almost tripped on your own feet, reaching out to stop him by tugging on the sleve of his button up with a suprised sound bubbling out of you.
"Wait what!? Crime scene? Trespassing? And you two don't have any rival news crews, Jim!! Because you two are the only people crazy enough to pull something off like this!"
"They are right." The second Jim said from behind you, although you recognized their tone of voice as proud rather than in agreement to what you were saying. Something you frowned at lightly.
Jim number one sighed, bringing a hand down on your shoulder with a clap and shaking his head.
"We've entrusted you with a great responsibility (Y/n)." He uttered like a mentor, giving their apprentice a deepfully meaningful speech instead of an overly eccentric reporter pushing his best friend into follwoing him through a strangers house. "You have the task of carrying our very best camera! Surely you won't give up that opportunity!"
You just stared at him blandly. Making it very clear that you would and could give it up.
"Plus you owe us for that one night we saw you in the closet with Illinois."
By the time his words had already caught up to you, both Jim's were sprinting off in the opposite direction of you, paces increasing once they heard your angry shouts chasing after them.
It was only untill all three of you had been caught by the owner of the house and shoved into the back of a local cop car did any of the Jim's risk speaking to you and your crossed arms, glaring at both of them grumpily.
"At least we got a good shot—"
"Shut up before I persecute you two in court myself."
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speedystarshine · 2 years
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Hey there, can I get some uhhh.....mini HC's on matpat egos affection? (also its okay if not, but can i also get googliplier and the jim twins?) also some fries-
*grips you by the throat* anything else? no? alright, that'll be 8.50- (Just kidding, ofc you can! I love these little scrunklo's so here you go!) Sorry it took a while, I haven't done this many characters before (but I don't mind dw)
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Characters: Matpat, Madpat, Mack (Crewmate/Engineer/Dictator), The Detective, The Hermit, Warfpat, Darkpat (as a treat bc 50+ followers tee hee), Googliplier, Jim Twins
Matpat
hmmm, I'd say........5/10, neutral :)
He appreciates affection, and can sometimes be a little bit clingy the more comfortable he gets with you, but he's definitely not as all over you as some of the others.
Like all Mat's, is touch starved (jesus christ someone give them love 😭) but controls himself a lot better, and even though it might go to the point of him seeming uninterested, he really looks forward to the little moments you do spend together. :)
Not big on PDA, since he's a little nervous about it, but most commonly, in public or out, prefers something small like locking pinkies or holding your hand.
He’d actually start dying on the spot if someone were to walk in as he was giving you a lil kiss-
Madpat
Have.... have you seen this man
10/10. He tries to control himself at first, worried he'll scare you away if he come's off as too clingy, so most likely you'll end up initiating the first act of affection.
After that though, he pretty much takes it as the go-ahead and is all over you.
Seriously, he needs to be touching you in some way 24/7 or he will through a hissy fit. It can be a little uncomfortable, since he's always shifting or moving in someway, and his grip is a little too tight, but give him a break, dude needs this.
In public (if you ever somehow end up out there which is highly unlikely), he'll be practically draped over you. An arm or a hand on your shoulder or waist at all times. He's paranoid, okay-
Mack (Crewmate)
He's just a little guy :)
I'd say 7/10! Definitely one of the Ego's to be craving affection 24/7, but he won't go batshit crazy like some of the others. He knows when to control himself.
He also knows not to be too much in public, since it would very much be seen as unprofessional.
If you allow him to though, he'll be pretty touchy! A little peck on the cheek as he hands you a report, holding your hand as you show him how to do something or vice versa, just the little stuff.
His favourite thing to do is to just sit and snuggle up with you in bed, whether it be just watching a movie or doing your own thing.
Mack (Engineer)
Honestly? 5/10, neutral!
He does like it, don't get me wrong, but he's a bit more reserved and shyer with affection than the other Ego's.
That doesn't mean he won't give you any, though! His favourite thing to do is to just lean up against you or sit beside you when the two of you or doing something.
....He will admit that sometimes he does give you a kiss here or there or acts overly clingy to rub it into Mark's face-
He prefers nose or forehead kisses, he finds it adorable :)
He's a bit more relaxed then crewmack, and won't hesitate to hold your hand or give you a little peck. He won't over do it though, acting just like normal instead of putting on a show.
Mack (Dictator)
....oh boy. oh no.
10/10, for sure. He is possessive as fuck and isn't afraid to show it.
He’s definitely super clingy, but always attempts to flip it around to make it seem like you were the one who’s clingy (yuh huh sure you dragged us onto ur lap because we were lonely)
While he enjoys seeing you on the floor, his favourite thing is if you sit on his lap while he works. You make him a little bit soft (and he’d NEVER admit it) but the collar helps to reassure him. 
He likes giving you little kisses here and there, and honestly if someone were to come in he’d just keep going. Why should he stop just because there’s an audience? That being said, he loves flustering you, especially in public. It’s probably a power thing tbh-
The Detective
9/10, one of the more affectionate (they all are, but yk)
Especially after the events of Season 2 and 3, he is going to need a lot of reassurance. 
He’ll be quiet about it at first, but eventually starts to crave it. Will literally be on cloud 9, happiest guy in the world if you give him a peck on the cheek or spoon with him :)
He likes to hold your hand no matter where you are. Outside, inside, in front of others, anywhere. It reassures him that you're still here after everything and sometimes because of that he'll just start randomly crying out of seemingly no where
His favourite thing in the world (well not favourite since yk...nightmares) is if he has a nightmare and wakes up panting, you'll be there to hug him and tell him its okay :)
Just pls give him some love
The Hermit
10/10, one of the three most clingiest Mat Ego's.
He can't help it! It make's sense, considering he was abandoned and left to fend for himself for around 20 odd years.
So yeah, he’ll go all in. He’s touch starved as hell and he loves the fact that you give him what he craves. He mainly prefers to give affection through providing for you, but he loves the physical stuff too! 
It is law to give him cuddles during every part of the day. He holds you to that, very aggressively-
He likes kisses too! He doesn’t really understand it at first, but don’t worry, he’s a fast learner.
His favourite is getting to cuddle in to you while you ramble on about how things that’ve changed over the years, and while it makes him happy, it makes him sad knowing how much he missed out on.
In public, first of all are you sure, he’ll be...uh... odd about it, that’s for sure. He’s not really used to all of the noises and sights and people, so he just kinda clings to you and growls at any random passer-by. Yeah you might not wanna do that again-
Warfpat
5/10! He does love affection, but won’t cling to you unlike some of the others. He prefers to give affection in small spurts, like a kiss on the cheek or a head pat.
He mainly prefers gift giving or quality time, but he can be touchy here and there. 
That being said though, he wouldn’t mind if his s/o was overly affectionate, or didn’t prefer all the touching! He’s easy either way.
Watch out though, he will exaggerate any kind of affection you give him or he gives you because he can. 
By that I mean he full on swoons or faints because he’s a dramatic little bitch 🙄
Darkpat
3/10, least affectionate of all the Mat Ego’s. That’s what he’ll tell you at least-
(He’s actually a 6/10, craves attention)
But for real, look this little emo ass bitch and tell me he’d be normal about anything.
He says doesn’t really give or ‘do’ affection but istg watch his face turn dark grey the minute you give him a smooch or a hug
If you two did anything affectionate in public, he would literally kill anyone if they were watching because he’s goofy
Please help him do eyeliner, he will love you forever if you help him (but also be very offended because he thought it looked cool before 😭)
Google
5/10, surprisingly neutral. (That was a pun please laugh)
He doesn’t mind it at all, and while he understands it because he can just look it up, he doesn’t really....get, it?
He will admit though, he does like it!
Mainly because he finds it ‘nice’, and it also makes him feel like he can protect you
He claims to find it stupid and useless in front of people and then watch him pull you into his chest because he got jealous 😶
It’s a 50/50 on public affection to be honest. He really just...doesn’t care. You’re his partner, and if he wants to give you affection, he will! He won’t go ham with it though, and respects your boundaries.
The Jim Twins
10/10, it’s just how they roll! These guys are everywhere, all of the time (which is kinda neat, considering the fact that they’re news guys)
They love it though! They’ll be all over you if you let them, and honestly they’d definitely flex you while recording because they’re just like that 😥
The other Ego’s silently thank you because “jesus fuck finally someone to control them” but also silently resent you because now the Jims won’t stfu about you.
In public they tone it down slightly, but they still give shit-tons of affection to their amazing partner >:D
Frfr though keep them on a leash because it will start with all of you walking to McDonalds and then you being dragged down an alleyway because they “saw that dang wolf again”
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Hope you enjoyed that anon, sorry it took so long! I added Darkpat as a treat lmao
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melancholypancakes · 2 years
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Markiplier Egos & Y/n Incorrect quotes
{All of these are Bee and Puppycat lazy in space episodes references} 
Y/n walks into the door
Darkiplier hears her and pretends to sleep 
Y/n: dark? 
Y/n sees Darkiplier sleeping
Y/n: Darkimoo~
Darkiplier hates that nickname 
Y/n: Darkimoo~
Darkiplier opens his eyes and sees Y/n holding a bag smiling 
Y/n looks around the manor 
Y/n: It’s messy in here. Messier, I mean. 
Y/n looks back at Darkiplier 
Y/n: And you’re breathing hard.
Y/n smiling 
Y/n: Did you tear apart the manor trying to find me? 
Darkiplier: No. 
Y/n: You were worried about me. 
Y/n smiles brightly, she knew dark cared
Dark being “irritated” and blushing 
Darkiplier: I didn’t care. You can do whatever! 
Y/n: You love me! 
Darkiplier grumpy 
Y/n: Are you cranky because you were worried I wouldn’t come back? 
Y/n smiles
Y/n: I’m always around. It takes me a lot for me to leave the manor. 
Darkiplier: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
*Obviously grumpy*
Y/n frowns with a “hmph” angry sound
 Y/n: Fine. You’re cranky because you love me. 
Y/n: I’m going to run some errands. 
Y/n: To think I got you a gift too. 
Darkiplier blushes
Y/n: Last chance. 
Darkiplier Silence 
Y/n: Fine! You’re just gonna have a couch indent on your tummy then. 
Y/n Leaves 
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Y/n sleeping
Alarm beeps
Alarm: It’s your day off work. 
Alarm: It’s your day off work. 
Y/n opens her eyes slowly
Y/n slowly gets up tiredly and looks at her clock
Y/n then laughs maniacally 
Alarm: It’s your day off work. 
Y/n climbs under the sheets and rolls off her bed with her blanket
Y/n marching in her blanket 
Y/n: Hell yeah! Hell yeah! Hell yeah! 
Wilford opens his door holding his gun but then sees Y/n
Wilford: What is happ– oh. 
Wilford chases after Y/n
Wilford: Y/n? Y/n? 
Wilford puts his gun away 
Wilford: Y/n! Y/n? 
Wilford hugs Y/n from the back as she opens the bathroom door; Wilford tries to pull her away from the door
Wilford: No! 
Y/n proceeds to go to the bathroom
Wilford pulls Y/n blanket
Wilford: Y/n! Don’t take the blanket into the bathroom.
Y/n turns towards him
Y/n: If you ever tell me again what to do on my day off. 
Y/n: I’ll kill you. 
Y/n pulls her blanket back and slams the door in his face
Jim walks towards Wilford
Jim: Ew. Blanket in the bathroom? 
Wilford turns to Jim 
Wilford: it’s her day off. 
Y/n sitting on the toilet cross-legged style 
Y/n blows raspberries
Wilford cringe 
Wilford: And I’m getting out of here. 
Jim is scared and whispers 
Jim: No way. If you leave now, she’s gonna know we heard, and that’s why we’re running away. 
Jim pulls Wilford by the shirt and Wilford is annoyed 
Wilford grumbling says
Wilford: I’ll tip-toe.
Jim still scared 
Jim: I think we gotta keep talking like we didn’t hear anything.
Jim:...
Wilford:...
*Wilford whispers* 
Wilford: I can’t think of anything to talk about. 
Y/n annoyed
Jim: Uh, you wanna talk about installing carpets? 
Wilford: Well, carpets would dampen our footsteps, you know? 
Y/n opens the door still in her blanket
Y/n: Get outta here! 
Jim and Wilford run away as Y/n slams the bathroom door shut
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3 months ago 
Y/n: Do you know what I want for my birthday? 
Darkiplier looks at Y/n
Dark: Calm down. Your birthday isn’t for three months
Y/n suddenly hears bones crackling from Dark 
Dark neck cracks
Y/n: What was that? 
Dark: Nothing. 
2 months ago 
Y/n: I hope on my birthday, someone gets me lots of cakes!
Y/n: But what I really want is for someone to hide the cakes everywhere I go, So I can find them as I walk around. 
Dark reaches for a book then suddenly his bones crack
Y/n looks worried 
Y/n: What was that?! 
Dark crackling of his bones 
Dark: NOTHING. 
1 month ago
Y/n: I really hope someone didn’t forget the ONE THING that I wanted this year that I read about in Cakes Life magazine. 
Dark bones crackling 
Y/n getting concerned and points at his hand as he glitches
Today 
Y/n: Alright. You need to see a doctor, a physical therapist. 
Dark: No, I don’t *Bones crackling*
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DA “Dead” then smells a cake and turns into Y/n as reincarnation 
Y/n: Oh, sweet I’m back from the mirror realm. 
Y/n proceeds to eat strawberry shortcake Ice cream 
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Y/n: What do you still have in there?
Y/n points at the gift bag Dark is holding 
Y/n: Want me to toss it for you? 
Dark digs through the gift bag 
Dark: I got you something, too 
Y/n smiles 
Y/n: Really? 
Dark gives Y/n a Telephone shaped crossbody purse 
Y/n happily squeals as she takes the purse 
Y/n: Oh my gosh! A gift! 
Y/n looks at Dark 
Y/n: You love me… 
Dark: No. 
Dark blushing 
Y/n: I love you too. 
Y/n: I love this purse! Ah! 
Dark: NO!!! 
Dark runs throwing away the bag 
Y/n: Ah! It matches my outfit! Dark look. 
Y/n gasps as she unzips her purse 
Y/n: Look. I can put my keys, phone, pens, and my pins in here! 
Dark thoughts: I’m never buying her a gift again.
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yourthoughtsjim · 2 years
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A Wonderful Night
Google x reader, femme
This is a gift for my friend. She bought me Game Theory merch and I thought this would make a decent “thank you”.
Warnings: none
You and your android partner had been together for a while now. He decided it was finally time to go through with the idea he had been planning. He’d gotten some of the others to help of course. He asked Wilford what kind of outfit he should be wearing “Well, you got to wear a three piece of course! Maybe with some added blue accents. Got to stick with your brand after all!” He responds. “Thanks Wil.” Google replied. Next, he went to Dark to ask where he should take you. “I know this illustrious place that she’d love. It’s got it all, delicious food, and drink. Along with a live band that takes requests.” Dark states.
 Giving Dark a thumbs up, Google made his way to his room. He went to his wardrobe and got out the one suit he had. After he had put on the suit, he went back to Dark and asked if he could borrow a blue tie. Which of course, Dark obliged. He passed by Bing as he was making his way to your room. Bing stopped him and asked if tonight was going to be the night. He nodded his head. “Right on, dude!” Bing exclaimed.
 He had asked you to dress nicely. So, you had put on your nicest clothing and got all done up. He straightened out his suit and knocked on your door. “Love, are you ready?” He asked. Opening the door, you replied “Ready as I’ll ever be.” He let his eyes wander your body. God, he thought you looked stunning. He offered you his arm, which you gladly accepted.
 The both of you had made it to the place Dark recommended. Quaint is how you would describe it. Not too loud or too quiet, just the right amount of noise. The two of you were sat by the hostess. The waiter handed you the menus “I’ll be back to take your orders.” She said. Giving a small smile, you begin to look at what you want. “Who recommended this place?” You ask. “Oh, Dark did.” Google replied. “Yeah, that tracks.” You state with a small laugh. Soon, your waiter was back and took your orders. You two made small talk throughout the dinner. Reminiscing on all the memories you shared. Him being an android meant that he could remember every little detail.
 As you rambled away, talking about whatever you had on your mind at the time, he stared at you in content. How did he get this lucky, he often thought to himself. You were perfect for him. You two fit so well together. Everyone at the central thought so at least. “…and that’s when Jim broke his microphone. God, it was so funny.” You had finished the story you were telling.
 You two had finished. After going up and paying, he took you to the garden that the restaurant had. The band was faint in the background, but you could still make out the notes of Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect”. He grabbed your hands and pulled you close into him. “God, you’re beautiful. I hope you know that.” He comments while you two sway to the music. You hide your smile in his chest. He tilted your head up “I mean it, love. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be with you.”
 Your heart was fluttering along with your stomach. Oh, how you loved him. Being in his presence made you feel at ease, safe you could say. Every time you came home from a stressful day of work, he’d do everything in his power to relax you. Whether that be taking you for a walk or just letting you curl up close to him.
 “You’re just so good to me, you know? I love you so much. I don’t know where I would be without you.” He comments. “I love you too.” You respond. He then pulls you in for a kiss, which you gladly accepted. You had broken the kiss. You notice him fish through his pants pocket. What he pulled out was a small square box. Your eyes went wide as he got down on one knee. “I-I’ve been thinking about this for a while now” he starts “we’ve been together for what seems like a lifetime. When you walked into my life, I was lost. I had no direction. Every day that went by I lost more and more hope in finding someone. Someone to call my better half. Then there you were, sitting in the coffee shop. It took a lot of convincing from both Wilford and Jim to ask you out but I’m glad I did. I love you so much. What I’m trying to get to asking you is, will you marry me?” He asks. With a small gasp, you offer your hand and whispered through tears “Yes.” He got up and put the ring on your finger.
 You two had gathered a crowd that you hadn’t noticed. There was suddenly a roar of claps and “woo’s”. You covered your mouth with your now ringed finger as you smiled. ‘What is my life?’ you thought to yourself as you two left the restaurant.
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What I write and who I write for
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Gotham
Star wars
Spartacus
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Marvel
DC
The Walking Dead
The Witcher
Salem
Star Trek
Harry Potter
Fantastic Beasts
IT
Barry
Stranger Things
The pirates of the Caribbean
Lotr
The Hobbit
NCIS
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Gotham characters I write for
Oswald Cobblepot
Jerome Valeska
Jeremiah Valeska
Jim Gordon
Harvey Bullock
Ed Nygma
Alfred Pennyworth
Mr. Freeze
Victor Zsasz
Butch Gilzean
Star Wars characters I write for
Darth Maul
Kylo Ren
Darth Vader
Han Solo
Poe Dameron
Lando Calrissian
Finn
Boba Fett
Jango Fett
Din Djarin
Paz Vizsla
Spartacus characters I write for
Ashur
Gannicus
Crixus
Agron
Spartacus
Glaber
Caesar
Boardwalk Empire characters I write for
Al Capone
Richard Harrow
Eli Thompson
Frank Capone
Ralph Capone
Nelson Van Alden
Arnold Rothstein
Meyer
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Gyp Rosetti
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Scott Lang
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Zemo
Loki
Thor
Clint Barton
Bruce Banner
Peter Parker
Bucky Barnes ❤️
Ultron
Pietro Maximoff
Peter Quill
Drax
Yondu Udonta
Ronan
Rocket (platonic! We ain't furries here!)
Groot (platonic)
DC characters I write for
Superman
Batman
Bane
Joker (Heath ledger or Jared Leto)
Captain Boomerang
Chato Santana
Rick Flag
Oliver Queen
Slade Wilson (Manu Bennett)
X-Men characters I write for
Victor Creed
Wolverine
Colossus
Deadpool
Cable
TWD characters I write for
Aaron
Father Gabriel
Rick Grimes
Negan Smith
Shane Walsh
Daryl Dixon
Merle Dixon
Eugene Porter
Abraham Ford
Paul "Jesus" Rovia
The Witcher characters I write for
Geralt
Jaskier
Filavandrel
Mousesack
Eskel
Salem characters I write for
John Alden
Cotton Mather
Beelzebub/ The Sentinel
Samael
Sebastian Marburg
Star trek characters I write for
Captain Kirk
Spock
Dr. McCoy
Quark
General Martok
Weyoun
Damar
Dukat
Garak
Julian Bashir
Shran
Captain Archer
Malcolm Reed
Trip Tucker
Phlox
Harry Potter characters I write for
Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy
George Weasley
Fred Weasley
Neville Longbottom
Lucius Malfoy
Remus Lupin
Sirius Black
Severus Snape
Fantastic Beasts characters I write for
Newt Scamander
Percival Graves
Albus Dumbledore
Gellert Grindelwald (Mikkelsen or Depp)
Jacob Kowalski
IT characters I write for
Richie Tosier
Ben Hanscom
Bill Denbrough
Eddie Kaspbrak
Henry Bowers
Pennywise/ Bob Gray
Barry characters I write for
Barry Berkman
Noho Hank
Monroe Fuches (As father figure)
Stranger Things characters I write for
Steve Harrington
Billy Hargrove
Dustin Henderson (platonic or as little brother)
Eddie Munson
Pirates Off The Caribbean characters I write for
Jack Sparrow....."Captain! Jack Sparrow!"
Captain Barbossa
William Turner
Bootstrap Bill
Davy Jones
James Norrington
Cutler Beckett
Salazar
Lotr characters I write for
Boromir
Faramir
Samwise Gamgee
Mary
Pippin
Aragorn
Haldir
Legolas
Elrond
Èomer
The Hobbit characters I write for
Bilbo
Thorin
Fili
Kili
Bard
Elrond
Thranduil
Legolas
Azog
NCIS characters I write for
Tony Dinozzo
Tim McGee
Joshany Gibbs
YouTubers I write for
Mully VR
Josh dub
Your favorite Narrator
Juicy
Eddie VR
Smashing
Jacksepticeye
Markiplier/Mark's egos
Angry Cops
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What I will write
Smut/NSFW
fluff
Male character x Fem reader
Traumatized reader dynamic
Mentions of abuse
Mentions of Death
Mentions of Blood
Slight torture
Knife play
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What I won't write
Male Character x Male reader (Unless platonic)
Fem Character x Fem reader (Unless platonic)
Incest
Rape (depends on Character and how graphic)
Pegging
Gore
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detective-writes · 1 year
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Introduction and (future) Masterpost!
Hello! My name is Rayx and I decided to revamp a dead sideblog to be something I wanted to try! Here you will find writing but it'll be from requests (either sent in the inbox or DMs)! I will have anon on in but it will be turned off if y'all don't behave.
What I will write, what fandoms I write for, and what I won't write for is under the cut!
Brief DNI: TERFs, H//rry P//tter fans, bigots, prosh//ppers,
Fandoms I'll write for:
Star Wars (The Clone Wars TV show, The OG trilogy, and the recent movies mostly. I have yet to watch the prequels and haven't finished other media.)
Sherlock (Doyle's, Elementary and BBC's mostly.)
Hitman 2016
Hannibal
Fablehaven
Lockwood & CO
Heavy Rain
Red Dead Redemption
Undertale (and any AUs that aren't NSFW)
Supernatural (I haven't watched the finale so please don't spoil anything)
Ace Attorney
Detroit Become Human
Venom (I haven't watched the second movie yet)
Legend of Zelda (I haven't played/watched Tears of the Kingdom)
My Hero Academia (I didn't watch all of it but I watched enough to get an understanding of characters)
Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Egos (is that still the term?)
AFK Arena
More to be added
Fandoms I might write for:
Danganronpa (I've only watched gameplay of THH though)
Attack on Titan
Death Note
Gravity Falls (I'm on the last season but haven't finished)
Rick and Morty
Scooby Doo
Love, Nikki
Slashers (it's under a 'maybe' because I'm not too confident in writing the slashers well but willing to try!)
Cookie Run
What I can write:
Character x Character
Character x Reader
Character Headcanons
Ship Headcanons
X Reader Headcanons
Hurt/Comfort
Fluff
Angst
AUs
Specific Tropes (enemies to lovers, "there's only one bed", etc)
What I won't write:
NSFW (I have a sideblog [ @detective4sideblog ] where I share my NSFW writing and do take requests. This is going to be a SFW blog.)
Inc//stous Pairings (*looks at SWs Clones in specific)
Adult Character x Underage Character
V//re
Over-the-top violence
Anything relating to self harm
Abusive Relationships (even if it's on par for the pairing, I do not feel comfortable writing that)
Ships I Will Write:
Note: Feel free to ask about any I did not list!
Star Wars:
Codywan (Obi Wan/Cody)
Rexwalker (Anakin/Rex)
Padtine (Satine/Padmé)
Obitine (Satine/Obi Wan)
Anakin/Rex/Padmé
Obi Wan/Satine/Cody
Ploit (Plo Koon/Kit Fisto)
Skysolo (Han Solo/Luke Skywalker)
Finpoe (Poe/Finn)
Poe/Rey/Finn
Most other ships you can think of from SWs, feel free to shoot an ask to make sure!
Sherlock:
Mormor (Sebastian Moran/Jim Moriarty)
Johniarty (John Watson/Jim Moriarty)
Johnastian (John Watson/Sebastian Moran)
Mollrene (Irene Adler/Molly Hooper)
Hooperan (Sebastian Moran/Molly Hooper)
Specifically Victorian Johnlock (John Watson/Sherlock Holmes)
I think that covers everything, though there's others but regardless.
Hitman:
Dianseven (Agent 47/Diana Burnwood)
Hannibal:
Hannigram (Hannibal Lector/Will Graham)
I don't know any other Hannibal ships but feel free to inform me, I'll gladly write for 'em :)
Lockwood & CO:
Locklyle (Anthony Lockwood/Lucy Carlyle)
George/Lucy/Lockwood (is this a ship? Either way, listing it)
Heavy Rain
Jars (Norman Jayden/Ethan Mars)
I might write for Norman/Blake if I like the prompt enough but they aren't my cup of tea. Same goes for Ethan/Madison.
Ethan/Grace (*shrugs*)
RDR
Vandermatthews (Dutch Van Der Linde/Hosea Matthews)
Arthur Morgan/Kiran Duffy (I can't remember their ship name atm)
Charles/Arthur Morgan (I can't remember the shipname again)
Most other pairings you can think of that don't break my "won't write" list :)
Undertale
Sansby (Sans/Grillby)
Burger Guy/Nice Cream Guy
Papyton (Papyrus/Mettaton)
Undyne/Alphys
Soriel (Sans/Toriel)
SPN
Destiel (Castiel/Dean Winchester)
Sabriel (Gabriel/Sam Winchester)
Bobby/Crowley
Like I said, I haven't watched the finale...or much past season 5 or 6 so...yeah.
Ace Attorney
Wrightworth (Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgeworth)
Detective Gumshoe/Phoenix Wright
Maya Fey/Franziska von Karma
Larry Butz/Phoenix Wright
DBH
Reed900 (Gavin Reed/RK-900)
Hankcon (Hank Anderson/Connor)
Markus/Simon
North/Markus
North/Markus/Simon
Venom
The obvious canon Venom/Eddie Brock
LoZ
Zelink (Zelda/Link)
Sidlink (Prince Sidon/Link)
Mipha/Link
Mipha/Zelda
Link/Sheik
Midlink (Midna/Link)
Midna/Zelda
MHA
Honestly anything BUT Midoriya/Bakugo.
Egos
Darkstache (Wilford Warfstache/Darkiplier)
Antiaverage (Antisepticeye/Chase Brody)
Anti/Marvin the Magnificent
Chase Brody/Marvin
Schneeplbro (Doctor Schneeplestein/Chase Brody)
Googleplier/Chase Brody
There's more but I'm forgetting them 😭
AFK Arena
Thane/Baden
Treznor/Nevanthi
Idk any other ships so feel free to request
Masterpost:
Will be updated in the future :)
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mothgodofchaos · 2 years
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Requests
Please pay attention to what letters are next to the egos! I will not write for them outside of the set categories. They’re also subject to change! I leave that to my own discretion. 
These are open for drabbles, fics, or headcanons! 
These work for Ego x Reader, Multi!Ego x Reader, Ego x Ego, or just Ego.
H - Horror | A - Angst | R - Romantic | P - Platonic | * - Headcanons
Markiplier Egos:
Dark (HARP) #midnight mint*
Wilford (HARP) #colonel mustache*
Actor (HARP) #dramatic diva*
Host/Author (HARP) #ink machine #smack bat*
Google (ARP) #titan tin can*
Bing (ARP) #bingo bongus*
Yancy (ARP) #strong songbird*
Illinois (ARP) #pantry dweller*
Murdoch (HAR) #stabbington*
Night (HAR) #glowstick god*
Noir (HARP) #mc monologue*
Engineer (HARP) #head himbo*
Damien (HARP) #meek mayor*
Date!Mark (AR) #date mate*
Heist!Mark (HARP) #heist hunk*
HeeHoo (HARP) #heehoo weewoo*
Eric Derekson (ARP) #starshine son*
Necromancer (HAP) #necrobastard*
Bim Trimmer (HP) #contestant cannibal*
Septic Egos:
Antisepticeye (HAR) #electric limeade*
Jackieboy Man (HARP) #comic escapee*
Marvin (HARP) #nyan magician*
JJ (HARP) #silent cinnamonroll*
Chase (HARP) #sad dad*
Schneeplestein (HAP) #schneeple steeple*
Robbie (HAP) #undead child*
Inserts:
District Attorney #shattered law*
Heist Partner #sneaky splitter*
Captain #wormhole jumper*
Will Not Write:
Blank #clean slate
Captain Magnum #colossal captain*
King of the Squirrels #nutty monarch*
Jim #news scuttler*
Stan the Water Man #water rad dad
Bomb Defuser!Mark (Doom Rogers) #explosive electrician
Unus & Annus #memento mori*
Dr. Iplier #medic moron*
Celine #ma’am medium
Celci #ice queen
Burt #reverse wrench
Gunther #guns and guns
Detective Abe #abernathy poptarts
Dave Torres (Edge of Sleep) #unwilling insomniac
Iron Lung! Mark #doomed detainee
Shawn Flynn (BaTIM) #fedora floorboards*
Marcus Brickley (Poppy Playtime) #toy tattler*
Pornipliers #homebrew horndogs
Resident Enis! Mark #horror huntsman
Silver Shepherd #sheepman cloak
YouTubers (OOC):
Mark #markus plier
Sean #coffee king
Ethan #soft skriddle
Wade #blame minion
Bob #bobbert my skerms
Danny #unicorn wizard
Arin #video game boy
Brian #get wecht
Gabs #giggly goobers
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echo-echo31 · 2 years
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What I Write
ONLY MARKIPLIER EGOS.
Ego x Reader, Ego x Ego (from the list).
NSFW and SFW (see boundaries list from my pinned post).
I have a tag list for characters I write for. Those I definetly DON'T include Eric, Wilford, The Host, Jims.
Any others I don't know well enough or don't enjoy writing. Feel free to go to other creators!
DO NOT ASK FOR
RPF including stuff based on Mark as a real person or the shipping of real people.
Real people requests for moodboards are fine :).
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angstashes · 2 years
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Hello and Welcome to my Writing blog!
If you’re looking for my meme and edit account, please go to @ashesofangst
Anyway, with that out of the way, let me explain what I will write here/the fandoms I’ll write here and what you should know before requesting down below.
Fandoms I’ll Write For: Markiplier Egos (WKM/Damien/WMLW/Markiplier TV/ADWM/AHWM/ISWM) Jacksepticeye Egos CrankGameplays Egos NateWantsToBattle Egos Due to some stuff, I only feel comfortable writing MadPat when comes to MatPat’s egos
What I Will Write: Angst Fluff Though I myself don’t ship things, I will write ships! (I have a ship block tag called “the ashes ship block tag” if you don’t want to see it!)
What I WON’T Write: Smut The following ships I won’t do: Jim/Another Jim Robbie/Anyone Angus/Anti Henrik/Angus or Anti Blank/Dark Google/Dark Actor/William Yandere, YandereGameplays, Natpai, The Jims, E-Boy, and Eric/Anyone else out of that grouping (minus The Jims/Yandere because I view them as siblings) Jackie, Anti, and Chase/Each other Phantom/Natemare Irl Person/Irl Person Irl Person/ANY of the egos X Readers
I will do requests (check my bio if they’re opened!), but be warned, I have a hard time writing my own stuff before another idea comes in so might take a while. You can request by either DMing me or in my ask box! Please also note that I will deny your request if I’m uncomfortable.
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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years
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markiplier ego drabbles:
manning the mics | markiplier tv x reader | au
sleep now little star | night x reader | fluffy fic
things best forgotten | wilford x reader | angst fic
not your mark | mack x reader, slight mark x reader | angst fic
one ship, two stupid stupid men | engineer x reader | angst/comfort drabble
self aware | markiplier x reader | video game au
what's wrong darling | darkiplier x reader | comfort fic
it's been a while | wilford x reader | detective au
starlight | the god of night x reader | smutty fic
comfort | wilford x reader | comfort fic
the special day | yancy x reader | angst fic
(blood)lust | yancy x murdock x reader | casual fic
action | the jims x reader | one shot
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main blog + carrd
I made sideblogs for my other hyperfixations, it was only inevitable that I would make one for mark & youtube in general lmao
My favorite egos are dark (shocker! :o), wilford, host, bim, and damien <3
I reblog x reader fics, imagines, headcanons etc. All is tagged in the 'selfship' tag. But imma shoot yall straight, im too hella lazy to tag nsf.w content atm lol, maybe I'll do it in the future idk
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TAGS;
youtube ━
markiplier, crankgameplays, jacksepticeye, unnus annus, matpat, (wip)
egos & others ━
dark, wilford, actor!mark, host, bim, anti, illinois, yancy, the jims, damien, celine, abe, lady, (wip)
personal ━
selfship, my posts,
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Wilford x GN!Reader (Part 1 - Glitter) 
Warnings - Coughing,
You were sitting on your bed, cross legged, laptop propped up in your lap, mindless scrolling through Tumblr blogs. The day so far was boring which was pretty concerning since you lived with the Markiplier egos in the manor. 
Google and Bing haven’t had a fight. Illinois hasn’t tried to convince someone to go on an adventure with him. Wilford.
You flinched as an explosion sounded from somewhere in the house. A sigh escaped your lips, speak of the devil.
Closing your laptop and setting it off to the side you got off your bed. Wincing slightly as the feeling came back to your leg that fell asleep, you walked downstairs.
As you approached the kitchen a couple more egos appeared. All looking for the source of the noise. You watch as Google poke his head in the kitchen before stepping back.
“What happened?” You ask confused, walking up behind him. “Someone, probably Wilford, set off a glitter bomb.” Looking in the kitchen yourself you see part of the kitchen is dusted in a fine layer of bright pink glitter.
“That’s gonna take forever to clean!” Yancy whined from behind you. “Where’s Wilford anyway?” You asked turning around to see the person you were looking for. Wilford was looking at the carnage with amazement.
“Wilford,” He startled, as it he wasn’t expecting you to talk to him. A smile broke across his face. “You don’t think I did this do you Buttercup?”
Your eyebrows raised playfully. “It seems like you did.” You replied gesturing to the room behind you. “Pink glitter?” Wilford raised his hands in defense. “I’ve been framed.” Yancy had walked into the kitchen now. “Who would frame you Wil?” You giggled.
“At least help clean,” Yancy grumbled from where he was trying to wipe glitter off the counter. Eric was sweeping, or at least trying to, the glitter wasn’t very cooperative. “Come on Wil.” Grabbing his elbow you pulled him into the kitchen.
Fifteen minutes was spent trying to get rid of the glitter. Illinois and The Jims joined in to help. No one wants to eat glittery food. At the thirty minute mark it just devolved into shenanigans of dumping glitter on each other.
The Jims stole Illinois’ hat and put glitter in it and Illinois didn’t notice. Laughing as he put it back on and it showered him in glitter, you didn’t notice Yancy throwing glitter at you until you breathed it in accidentally. You doubled over coughing and there was immediately a hand rubbing your back.
“I’m sorry,” You could hear Yancy saying. “It, it wasn’t your fault.” You got out in between coughs. “It was an accident.” A couple of weak coughs later you were waving away the hand on your back. “I’m ok, I promise.” Turning, you see it was Wilford.
Illinois cleared his throat and placed a hand on his hat. “Well, I don’t think we can get all of the glitter but we got most of it, albeit on us. I think we can stop now.” Casting a glance around you agreed with him.
Most of the glitter was on the floor now, not the surfaces you put food on, so it should be ok. All of you agreed with Illinois and left the scene of the glitter bomb crime.
Hearing footsteps chasing after you, you slowed down and Wilford fell into step with you up the stairs. “So where are we going now?” He pulled a sucker out of, somewhere, and popped it in his mouth.
“I’m going to my room, I don’t know where you’re going.” “Why I'm walking you to your room of course,” Wilford replied cheerfully, smiling. Your smile mirrored his, and a tickle crept up your throat. Probably residual glitter. Turning slightly away you cleared your throat and it left.
At your door, Wilford reached over and opened it for you. Stepping inside, you turned in the doorway until you were facing him again. “Thank you Wil, but you didn’t have to,” “Course I did! It wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of me to let you walk alone!” He interrupted.
“It wasn’t that far!” You protested. Wilford flapped his hand at you in response. “I didn’t mind! Now, if you’ll excuse me I have an interview!” A slight, playful, bow and Wilford was gone from your line of sight.
Chuckling slightly you closed the door, stopping as a pain shot through your chest. Maybe the glitter was worse than you thought. Rubbing the area you went back to your computer on your bed.
Smiling as you thought of the glitter fight earlier with Wil, you felt another cough coming so you turned away and coughed into your elbow. It was a bad one, they just kept coming and soon you were having a coughing fit.
It ended as soon as it started and you removed your face from your elbow. Blinking the few tears from your eyes, you turned back to your computer, freezing as you notice something.
How you didn’t see it before you don’t know, but in the crook of your elbow was a single light blue, something…? With slight disgust, you just coughed there after all, you picked it up with your opposite hand.
Your disgust quickly dropped away to astonishment and your confusion grew. A flower petal? What? Did you cough up a flower petal? No, that’s impossible. You must have picked it up from somewhere.
But where? You haven’t been outside today, it’s been raining on and off all day. Maybe it would help to figure out what flower it is?
After spending ten minutes scouring Google search looking at pictures of blue flowers and opening gardening pages you finally find it.
Delphinium.
Closing the tab you lean back on your bed, laying an arm over your face. “That barely helped…” You removed your arm and sat back up, the offending petal resting on a folded tissue. “Where did you come from?”
As if the petal would answer.
Putting if off to the side you forced your mind to wander to different things. Flowers. Flowers to gardening. Gardening to plants. Plants to vegetables. Vegetables to food. Food to the kitchen. The kitchen to the glitter bomb. The glitter bomb to Wilford.
Your wandering mind decided to land on Wilford and you wondered if his interview is going well. It’s only been, what fifteen minutes? Wilford interviewing people is always something to behold. Another cough forced its way up your throat.
The feeling of something stuck in your throat appeared and you coughed again this time coughing up what was stuck.
Another petal.
Oh,
Oh no.
(Part two)
@sardonic-the-writer @prinxejeanne
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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In Space with Jim
A/N: Jim brainrot is real yall. So here’s a reunion scenario between Y/N and Reporter Jim (who knew each other during WKM times and helped them out of the mirror, fell in love, etc. etc. but he doesn’t recognize them at first in ISWM 2)
Idk I just wanted to turn this funny moment into something bittersweet <3
Anyways, enjoy!
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As the saying goes, it’s out of the frying pan and into the fire for you. 
Or, in this case, it’s “out of the wormhole and into another dimension”.
Something like that.
You hit the familiar carpet floor of the U.S.A waiting room, a bit dizzy as you stood up and looked around, finding it to be in a more pristine state, with no damage to be found. Only several timelines ago, this place was in total ruins thanks to the universal collapse.
All you could do was pray that Lady didn’t show up out of nowhere and try to shoot you again. You’re honestly pretty sick of them chasing after you-
“We are here at the scene of the crime, where the perpetrator has returned!”
You blinked, eyes widening at the familiar voice as you searched for where it was coming from. ‘Could it be...?’
“Might it be possible that said criminal mastermind mayhaps be ready to confess their heinous crimes?!”
A moment later you saw Jim rush into the room, grinning nonstop as you recognized that blue button-up shirt and khakis. Your heart was skipping beats. “Jim-!”
“What cause did you have to destroy the entire multiverse?!!” Suddenly he shoved the microphone in your face, pushing it against the glass of your helmet. 
You stumbled back a few feet, surprised that your own boyfriend didn’t recognize you as he spun around--still crouched to the floor--to the other side of you. He was rambling questions a mile a minute, not taking any breaths.
Of course, you knew he was an eccentric reporter..but damn, this felt more like interrogation.
“Where did you obtain such a reckless disregard for human and unhuman life?!!” He spoke with such dramatic flair and expressions. “Why did you feel the need to end the existence of all that exists?!! But most importantly of all-!”
Having enough, you snatched the microphone out of his hand, huffing. “You never stop talking do you?”
“Hey!! Stop, you thief!! Give that back!” He tried stealing it back, only to trip and fall flat on his face as you took one step backwards. You paused, amused that he was just splayed out on the carpet now, hearing him groan in defeat. “What more do you want to steal, evil-doer? I am but a simple reporter trying to uncover the truth..”
“I know. You never stop looking for the truth, Jim. You never, ever give up. That’s why I love you.”
Confused, Jim looked up, his eyes widening as you removed your helmet. At first he was expecting to find an alien or a demon under that suit.
But he was wrong.
“[Y/n]...my god..i-it was you the whole time?!” He gasped, scrambling to his feet as you put the helmet down. Though as you approached him, he suddenly cowered in fear, crouching back down to the floor again--only to clumsily fall onto his posterior and shuffle away from you.
You’d laugh, if it weren’t for the fact he seemed terrified of you. His eyes remained comically wide, yet you saw the hurt in them.
“No..it cannot be! Y-You couldn’t have...why would you ever...?!!!”
“Jim, my darling, I’m not a villain. All of this..was just an accident.” You sat down on the floor, looking at him with sadness. “I hoped coming here would help me find some answers on how to fix things. I’m not trying to end everything that exists. I’m trying to save everyone. Please..believe me.”
Holding out your hand, you showed him the warp crystal. He looked down at it in awe, taking your hand with trembling fingers to examine it. “F-Fascinating..where have you found such a priceless gem? A museum-?”
That’s when you pulled him into a hug, ignoring how sweaty he was. Although he was tense for a second, he slowly began to realize you didn’t mean any harm. You weren’t some “impostor”.
You were his lover of many decades. The one he saved from that mirror with the help of an Ouija board. To this day neither of you knew how exactly he did it...but you owed him everything for giving you freedom and the ability to love again.
Yes, you loved your crew. But you loved Jim most of all.
He knew that, too.
“Wow..” He hugged you back, gradually smiling. “What a turn of events this was. And I thought I was chasing down a criminal. A scoundrel.”
“Nope, you were chasing after me all along.” You chuckled, pulling away and grinning, giving him a kiss. “I’m glad you found me..or did I find you?”
He didn’t respond to that, only wincing as you accidentally brushed your thumb against the carpet burn mark still on his cheek. You frowned a bit and cupped the other half of his face, looking at it.
“Sorry, let’s go get that treated.” Standing up together, you grabbed his mic and handed it back to him, before taking your helmet. “There’s gotta be medical kits somewhere in this build....ing?”
However as you put it back on and looked down the other hallway, you spotted countless Jims shuffling in. They bumped into each other and were talking rather loudly until they saw you and froze in place. 
You stared back at them, and then to your Jim, raising an eyebrow. “Explain.”
“Jims across all the multiverse have congregated here. It’s madness, I say, [y/n]!! Madness!! We need to run!” He grabbed your hand, inadvertently activating the crystal as the other Jims started filling up the room (somehow defying all physics in the process).
Both of you were transported into another wormhole, watching as his clones flew ahead of you and through the two diverging paths. You could still hear the echoing voices yelling “Jim” in the distance.
But you held onto the real Jim’s hands, refusing to ever let go of him as you flowed wherever this current took you.
Like it or not, he was joining you on this quest. 
And he’ll get his truth.
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holymusicalmothman · 2 years
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You’re a Flirt Illinois x Reader
This was a request from @creat0r-cat​
You sent me a request on Monday and I didn’t check my Tumblr for a few days so oopise! Sorry about that! Also, my aro/ace ass completely lost the plot and for that I apologize. But, I got excited and cranked this out in a few hours, and it’s now 3 am. I hope that, even if it’s not the fic you were aiming for, it’s at the very least amusing and the cameos and references keep everyone entertained! 
The request was for a female reader, but this actually wound up coming out without pronouns, so it’s totes Gender Neutral
Word Count: 1.2k
Check out the masterlist! 
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“Come on, it could be fun. We could have an adventure! Maybe fall in love!”
It had been a few years since you had been told those words. Granted, you remembered it perfectly.
The heist you had been on. The way you had wound up in the temple tunnel system. Meeting Illinois. Ditching Mark–granted, while you admit that hadn’t been kind, something in your mind said that he deserved it. That thought probably stemmed from getting dragged around on his stupid heist.
Mark had done a lot of things that rubbed your brain wrong. Almost as if he had done something in the past that you couldn’t quite remember. 
Either way, you had been glad to be rid of him. You had much better adventures now! Illinois was a much better adventure partner.
 Except for one tiny detail.
Illinois was a huge flirt. 
You had been on adventure after adventure with him. An inseparable pair since you both discovered the monkey heaven. You had gotten the feeling that he was a flirt when you first met him, but it never bugged you when he flirted with you. You had liked the attention. Plus he always seemed to pay a little extra attention to you. It always seemed more genuine. 
Like he felt something for you. 
And you clung to that. The hope that the dashing, devil-may-care adventurer felt something stronger than the everyday run of the mill platonic affection for you.
But that hope had dwindled over the years. 
And as you sat in some strange diner and listened to Illinois flirt with the bright haired waitress, you wondered if you had been reading into everything. If you had read into his flirty personality. Or, god forbid, you had been friend zoned and were just too dumb to realize it. 
"And it was such a strange place!" He was recounting the most recent of your adventures. "The entire temple was ice cold, and made of metal! I did find a sarcophagus with quite the lovely and/or handsome mummy! Granted, we were busy working on an escape so I didn't have time for it's ancient curses and I left it be."
You remembered that. The entire situation had made your head hurt. That had been why you two had been looking for an escape. You had refused to look at the mummy, the entire ordeal had only made you feel like you used to when you were around Mark: like there was something happening, but you weren't supposed to know about it. A real migraine. 
The waitress looked disappointed at the fact that there was no fun mummy story to be heard. She shot what looked like an annoyed glance in your direction. You rolled your eyes and turned your attention to your food, something called a Warfstache Deluxe Sandwich. The name had gotten your attention, and, for some reason, the sandwich itself was on pink bread and shaped like a mustache. You decided not to ask and ate it anyways.
You tuned out Illinois' conversation as you ate, you had grown used to ignoring his constant flirting with anything that had legs. 
You jolted to attention to the sound of your name. Illinois was looking at you, mild concern etched into his features.
"You doin' alright there, honey?" He had that smile on his face. The smile that was somewhere between a smirk and a grin. 
"Yeah, I'm fine, Illinois." You forced a smile. You briefly wondered how long he had been  trying to get your attention. 
"How's the head?" 
"Good. Food helped." You gestured to your almost gone sandwich. 
Illinois nodded, satisfied with the answer. He grabbed a napkin and started to draw out what looked like a map. You watched on with a curiosity. You had become accustomed to his eccentric ways and knew he would tell you the purpose in a moment.
"So," he began once he finished drawing. "The waitress told me about a journal where whatever is written in it has to happen. It's currently in the possession of some author with a weird obsession with mysteries. Honestly, that's too much power for one man. Sort of thing that should be in a museum, or destroyed, don't'cha think? Who knows what could happen if something like that got into the wrong hands."
Well, that hadn't been in the plans at all. After the failed adventure on the frozen temple, Illinois had promised that the next adventure would be to follow up rumors of some mystical potato salad that held the answers to the universe and was guarded by an advanced automaton. But apparently, that wasn't happening.
A weird feeling passed through you. Exhaustion? Annoyance? You couldn't tell.
"Alright." Your words were clipped, an angry edge to them. "Well, you two have fun then." 
Illinois had obvious confusion written across his features. 
"You. And her. On your adventure." You stood. 
He opened and shut his mouth repeatedly, as if searching for words he couldn't find. 
You took a deep breath, steeling your nerves. "I like you, Illinois. A lot. So I have grin and beared when you flirt with anyone and everyone. But throwing out an adventure you promised me for a suggestion from a waitress you've only known for an hour is too much. So have fun looking for your journal. I'm out."
And before he could argue, you turned on your heel and left the diner. 
A few weeks had gone by. Due to the fact you weren't adventuring with Illinois, you had to pick up another job. There weren't many options, there was no way you were going to reach out to Mark, so you wound up working for a pair of eccentric twin reporters--the Jims as they called themselves. Although sometimes you swore there were more than two of them.
But they paid you weirdly well and didn't have you do much more than bring them the oddest coffee orders, so you didn't complain much. 
But, boy oh boy, did you miss Illinois and his adventures. A part of you kept hoping he would show up and sweep you off your feet with that smile of his.
You hadn't realized how much it had all meant to you until the frustration and anger had worn off. The Jims had even commented on your sudden forlornness. They went so far as to even suggest that you go look for the "man with the snappy rope" as they called him.
But Illinois didn't want you. That much was clear. 
Or so you thought.
It had been a few days after the talk about the "snappy rope man". You had walked into the TV station with yet another absurd coffee order, only for yelling to be heard.
Granted it wasn't uncommon. There was often the distant sound of yelling throughout the building. The Jims said it was simply a crazed talk show host and not to worry about that. But you had yet to hear the yelling in your usual area of the station.
"Tell me where they are!" Someone was yelling.
"Drop the shooty and get off the table! Jim and I don't care if you're the snappy rope man or not! Right, Jim?"
"Right, Jim! Besides that's not the shooty table, it's the snack table! Now get down!" 
You sighed and walked further into the room, that way you'd be able to see what was actually going on. 
Only to find Illinois standing on a table with his whip in one hand and a gun in the other. 
His eyes caught yours from across the room and a smile stretched across both your faces.
They say a smile can speak a thousand words, but this one radiated love and yet begged for forgiveness. 
And, somehow, you knew that all was going to be right in the world again.
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Egos with a Werewolf s/o
no angst is allowed in these parts losers
also i saw someone else do this and i felt like doin it
im not original
THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI PLEASE
Iplier Egos
Darkiplier
He hates how much fur you get everywhere when youre fully turned
No you cant get on his lap- ok fine
He can never stay mad at you forever
Dark probably caves in to most of your requests if you use puppy dog eyes on him
“Y/n, Im working right now I can’t-“ *Large puppy eyes* “*sigh* Fine we can ‘cuddle’ for a bit.”
I dont think he’s that big on physical affection but its fine
Dont lick him
Wilford
He loves you so much
He doesnt care about fur at all
“Arent you just a large puppy?”
Belly rubs are common he doesnt care
He’ll definitely try to pick you up
He fails but he still tries
Give him puppy eyes and he fuckin folds
Host
He cant see you but he’ll pet you
He enjoys the feelin of your fur
”The Host can feel Y/n staring at him with ‘puppy eyes’. What do you need?”
If your body is ever sore from shifting he can give decent massages i think
He knows how awful you feel if you were to hurt him on accident
If you are fully turned he tries to not stress
Host would hate for the blood from his eyes to trigger any animal instinct
Google
Being Google he… googles it
Surprisingly there isnt alot of answers for “How to care for a werewolf?”
He doesn’t enjoy fur
Would you count of the part of humanity he has to wipe out?
You arent human so who knows
If you were to accidentally hurt him he stays calm
Sure he may bug out a bit but he has to make sure youre ok
The Jims
They reportin everything you do
“It appears the our werewolf partner is raiding the fridge for any meat left over!”
Youre a great thing to cast news on
Ratings go higher than ever!
Reporter Jim has make sure you dont eat his fucking mic
Group cuddles
Septiceye Egos
Anti
He loves chaos i suppose
Anti cant do much about his wound so you just gotta deal with the blood scent from him
He would kill for you
Anti kinda hates the fur
He has a bad guy reputation to hold up! He cant be covered in dog hair
If youre sore from shifting he’ll just kinda
Hang around you
He wont get everything you ask for
he will
Robbie <3
A zombie and a werewolf together? What a silly mix
He doesnt know what to do when you turn
He sorta makes sure you eat ig?
Robbies like “If not eating makes me violent it must be the same for Y/n!”
He sorta just smells like… rotting flesh and cheap cologne alot
You two cuddle alot when you turn
Youre soft and warm
Chase
Deadass would try to play catch with you
HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE WEREWOLVES SO HES LIKE “Mmm yes. Dog.”
He just kinda throws raw meat and hopes for the best
Tummy rubs
He prolly puts you on his channel
“YOOOO LOOK AT THIS WEREWOLF!!”
Marvin
Magic man
He tries to find a potion to make your shifting less painful
Youre not allowed in his silly magic room
He would hate for you to eat some spell book or something
Calming potions so you dont go fuckin rabid
Most of your shifting experiences with him are just calm cuddles and making sure youre ok
Battle Egos
Natemare
Bro is down bad
He prolly uses his singing to calm you down when you shift
Pets you alot he dont care about fur
He fuckin disappeared into smoke one time when you were shifted and he just watched you start fuckin doin the dog cough
Yes he did laugh
He finds your sharp teeth cool as shit probably
He gives decent massages to you when youre sore or in pain
Phantom
He isnt a fan of the fur but he endorses it
Calls you a wet dog as a joke ofc ☺️☺️
If you complain enough he’ll brush out your fur
He spoils you with the finest food and clothes for your wolf form
Dont lick him he hates it
Very good massages
Will fucking kill you if you chew on his chain
(No he wont)
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