#markiplier the author

[moucat-owo]

Writer's block.

and so do i

#markiplier fanart #markiplier #markiplier egos #danger in fiction #the author #markiplier the author #drawing this while I'm in artist's block lol🥲

[kevinzhechaircreations]

This took 3 days and 12 hours to complete, but I am happy with how it turned out ^^. The frames on their own under

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[ephiesoul]

Chibi Author Pansexual Pride support 🌈💕

If you enjoy my art please consider supporting me on Patreon for I can continue making Chibi’s 💜 or check out my Etsy for stickers and commissions 💕 links in bio 💕

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[moonymoonsiplier]

Vampire Author (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

#markiplier #danger in fiction #Markiplier the author #markiplier egos #vampire au Author #lol behold the worst drawing of blood on a bat ever 8'D

[shinymoonforest]

A Second Chance

After two unfortunate souls leave a devious novelist to his unfortunate demise, an unexpected alliance is formed...

---------------------------------------------- Characters: Darkiplier, The Author (from Danger in Fiction & Danger in Fiction | Chapter II)* TW: blood/injuries, mention of death *[for better context on the situation, i would recommend you look up and watch these to videos first!]  ----------------------------------------------

CHAPTER 1 Everything smelled awful. And that wasn’t just because of the odor Sinclair and his friend had bestowed upon The Author as he left. The room was slowly being overtaken by the stench of fresh blood pooling out onto the floor, shooting pains traveling up his side from where the bullet went through his body. While he screamed and screamed at Ryan, at Daniel, at anyone that would listen to him… he got nothing. Nothing in response… no reassurances in this painful and agonizingly slow death. Not even his infamous narration seemed to help him in this moment.

So, as described in most movies and books of all ages, the stench and looming presence of death made his vision fade to black. … Correction: black.. and gray… and white? The Author awoke in a carbon copy of his office from mere moments ago, although with every square inch of it put through a dark gray-scale like filter. He wondered if this was what purgatory was like (which, given his past actions, would make sense) until a sharp noise pierced all thoughts in his mind. A high-pitched ringing noise had entered the room and with it, visual hallucinations of silent screams that sparked neon shades of red and blue.Too loud to think.. without thinking, he couldn’t narrate, he couldn’t write, he couldn’t distract himself… He couldn’t do anything! He couldn’t do anything. He- “Are you just going to sit around feeling sorry for yourself or are you going to tell me exactly who the hell you are?” Out of nowhere, a booming voice spoke and broke the constant screeches of tinnitus. When The Author looked up, however, he now saw a dapper looking man standing in front of him. Firmly grasping a plain black cane with a silver knob on top, the same sparks of red and blue seemed to be originating from him- or was it her? Her, with skin, hair, and a suit as monochrome as the scenery around them, yet blatantly bold all the same. It seemed that, like the writer, this figure had also been wounded in a variety of places, as some of the whites and lighter grays were dashed with darker grays and ripped fabric.  Fatally wounded, yet still functioning… but how?

“Excuse me?”

“H-How.. Are- Are you supposed to be Death? If so, then I can assure you I have been behaving well recently a-a-and you have no need to send me, a well-acclaimed-” “An author, yes, I’ve heard of you,” the being replied, pressing its cane onto The Author’s outstretched hand to his dismay. “Though I would have to disagree.” “What the hell do you mean!?” he started, panic being masked by anger, “I just got-” “Shot?”

The man smirked as the feeble critic crumpled under her very look, shrank down into a screaming ball as the shooting pains of the bullet wound were returned to him, albeit amplified. Profanities only made his smile grow, as the tidal waves of fear washed away the outer shell of anger. These throbbing pains from his side only stopped when, out of desperation and blinding pain, The Author claimed that he would do anything to make this stop. “Anything, you say?” the voice inquired out of curiosity. “Would you be willing to go to any lengths to keep yourself alive?” 

“YES,” he squealed, writhing now, “YES, ANYTHING, PLEASE! JUST MAKE THIS NIGHTMARE STOP!”

And just like that, the pain stopped as if it had never happened. But now, as he soon came to realize from the powerful figure approaching him, he could no longer move. “Well then, now that you’re cooperating, let us make a deal.”  Up close, The Author could now see that a pitch black aura surrounded the figure, making him the source of not only the chilly monochromatic atmosphere but also the high-pitched tones dancing in the background. “Assuming you wish to behave, I will heal your wounds and allow you to live. In exchange, however, you must live under my house and its rules for the rest of your days. You may tamely do as you please during your stay, however too many… misdemeanors will result in a pain FAR worse than your initial fate.

“Do I make myself clear?” 

she asked, tilting her head in the process. A gut-wrenching crackling was heard as this took place, followed by an outstretched hand that was soon taken by that of the shaken writer.  “We.. We have a deal.” “Excellent,” they proclaimed while shaking his hand, albeit for only a few moments. “I’m glad that you are able to trust me, ‘Author’... able to trust us.” ‘Wait, how the hell do you know my name?!’ was the final thought that attempted a strand before a force of slumber hastily took over the man’s body, the ringing beginning to fade at last. “See you soon.” ----------------------------------------------

Chapter 1/? first (youre here!) | next chapter thank you for reading :) take care~! <3 

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[ipliersbirthdaypalace]

Darkiplier’s Diner set to close: The last performance

Darkiplier’s Diner, a beloved family-owned establishment, is set to close it’s doors on June 8th, 1984.

Darkiplier’s Diner, which had it’s start in 1978 and featured three animatronics, will be set to close it’s doors on June 8th, 1984. While the reasons remain unconfirmed, it’s hard to deny that the place wasn’t exactly up to code. Still, it’s with a heavy heart that we wave farewell.

We’ve already said our goodbyes to two of the three main cast animatronics. The Colonel, who was shutdown in May, and The Author who was shutdown earlier in the same month. Now it’s time to part with Darkiplier himself. He’ll perform one last song tomorrow at noon before being retired for the remaining month the establishment will run. Then, on June 8th, the doors will remain closed for the foreseeable future.

While some cling to the hope of a possible reimagined establishment opening at a later date, nothing has been confirmed from the owner. We reached out to Marcus Millie Moronson for any sort of update on the situation, but have received no word back on the matter.

Marcus Mille Moronson, owner of Darkiplier's Diner

As of now, we have no reason to believe in any sort of reopening at this location. If you miss the performance tomorrow, they will be taping it to play during the remaining open days. We must encourage you to get your tickets and see Darkiplier perform in person tomorrow though, as it is not the same.

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[faeriescorpio]

Share to me one of your favorite hc about the author !

Sure! I will even share several

he does that thing where he says he’s a neat person but it’s the “push things into piles instead of spread out in the floor” type of neat rather than actual neatness. Like dude your stuff is still on the floor. “But it’s in a pile” 😭

He is not careful with his wording. It’s like when you ask a genie for something and they use the wish to kill you except the Author does not learn from his mistakes and will continue to be careless about the way he writes things. Like the raspberry crown tumblr post! The author will write “I get a raspberry crown” and the wasps will come and he’ll be like “fuck!” And then once he gets rid of all the wasps he will sit down and go “ok let’s try this again. I get a raspberry crown” and summon wasps again

Bro is so dramatic 😭😭😭😭😭💀 like obvious he does it on purpose to intimidate and awe his characters but even if it’s not for the book he’s like “oh woe is me (collapses onto couch)”

The Author cannot casual dance to save his life 💀 I’m not explaining this one

He didn’t slouch until he became the Host. Like you’d think he’d be shrimp-backing while typing out his story but he was actually very good about correct posture. The difference is that the Host no longer cares about his physical well-being and yes he does pay for it his back will hurt

The way I just KNOW his polo shirts have no breathability! Hot day has him dying of heat in that shirt 😔 you could suffocate a person with that fabric I just know that it is trapping all his body heat. His cabin is giving dark cool fall-winter vibes so maybe it doesn’t get too hot where he lives

#why did I write this like I’m his roommate or something #‘wah my roommate doesn’t clean up after himself’ what am I going on about #markiplier #markiplier egos #markiplier ego #mark fischbach #Iplier egos #ego headcanon #the author #markiplier the author #danger in fiction #is the host removing his own eyes fanon or canon. if it’s fanon then yes that’s a headcanon I have #also thank you for the ask! :3

[you-are-watching-markipliertv]

The Author and the Host enjoy fidgeting with pens, but The Author is considering a butterfly knife as well. -@dangerous--fiction

I can definitely see all of those items being fiddled with in their possessions! lol I love it! 💟

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[prinxejeanne]

(stumbles in) Author X google please, whatever genre you want also your anon isn't on bestie -Sinclair

Fluffy brainrot time hehehe-

[[A fluffy Author x Google IRL drabble, using the name "Sinclair" for the Author and the name "Alpha" for Google (because the person who requested this is a bestie of mine >:]), where the two are already in an established relationship.]]

[[Warnings: very brief description of paranoia at the beginning, this fic was written right after a customer called me pretty so it's gonna be fluffy as HELL, robo-cuddles, etc.]]

Sinclair's body was strewn lazily on top of Alpha's, his arms wrapped tightly around the androids waist as he laid his head on their chest.

He gently chewed on the edge of his fingernail, listening to his loving partner conclude his reading of The Tell-Tale Heart, by Edgar Allen Poe.

"...'Villains!' I shrieked, 'disassemble no more! I admit the deed! — tear up the planks! – here, here! — it is the beating of his hideous heart!'"

As the poem was finished, a satisfied hum bubbled up from Alpha's chest.

"How was that, my love?" he asked gently, turning his attention to Sinclair and carefully brushing a hand over the man's gelled hair.

"It was great, but...why do you always read Poe? Not that I mind, but it kinda feels like you only read his works," he asked, a lighthearted grin playing on his lips.

"Ah- well, I could read some others," he responded with a chuckle, "but I've already downloaded all of Poe's work. I was under the impression that you enjoyed it, muse."

The author snorted slightly, reaching up to plant a few kisses along Alpha's jaw.

"You're such a sweetheart," he murmured, before burying his face into the android's shoulder and humming. "I love Poe's work, but I also like Sappho, Angelou, Wilde... if you want, you can mix it up a little."

"Oh, thank you," Alpha responded with a laugh, kissing the top of Sinclair's head. "I honestly don't enjoy Poe very much. I was just reading his work because I thought you did."

The author burst out laughing at this, causing a slight grin to tug at Alpha's lips. God, they loved listening to Sinclair's laugh.

As Sinclair lifted himself up slightly to look Alpha in the eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat as he saw the look on his face.

He just looked so... affectionate. It scared him to think about it. About why someone as perfect as Alpha would love someone as flawed as himself.

"Sinclair, are you alright?"

The question snapped Sinclair out of his thoughts, and he noted that the affection in Alpha's eyes had shifted slightly to one of concern.

"Yeah, I just... got caught up in my own thoughts," he admitted quietly, starting to move off of Alpha. "I should probably let you get going."

The android stopped him by gently resting a hand on Sinclair's cheek, and they gave him a gentle smile. "I have nowhere else to be for a long time, Sinclair. If you'd like, we can find some different poems to read."

A sheepish grin spreads across Sinclair's face, and he adjusts slightly so that he's snuggling up against Alpha again.

"Sounds perfect to me," he murmurs, burying his face into the android's shirt once again. "How about some Wilde?"

Alpha hums softly, wrapping his arms around Sinclair and holding him gently.

"That sounds perfect, my love. But I can only stay for a few more hours, alright?"

"Yeah, okay- then you can go do important stuff or something."

When Sinclair had opened his eyes, it was two in the morning, and he was sleeping on top of his beloved Alpha. So much for "a few more hours".

#this was shorter than i planned but i still like it sjsjsj #google irl #googleplier #markiplier the author #the author #the author x google irl #google x author #author x google #markiplier egos #markiplier fanfiction

[emptynarration]

Bi / MLM / Lesbian Omisexual / Pan Polyamory / Polysexual / Rainbow

~

Second batch of Author pride icons, focused on Sexualities!

( Gender Identities ) ( A-Spectrum orientations )

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[katiestardoodles]

More old-ish self ship but with the host this time because he’s underrated 🤌🏻✒️

#self ship #self shipping #me #the host #danger in fiction #markiplier the host #aus #traditional art #original art #artists on tumblr #markiplier egos #the author #markiplier the author #my art

[hiding-under-the-willow]

old habits die hard

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[kevinzhechaircreations]

I draw friend shaped sometimes

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[ephiesoul]

A date with Chibi Author 🌹

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[astro-iplier]

Random hcs the fandom agrees upon for some reason (fine not everyone does they’re just shared for some reason)

Dr Iplier's name is Edward

Dark's hands are cold

Actor Mark and his pissy pencil mustache

Bim being a cannibal*

Google Yellow's name is Oliver/Ollie

Murderplier's name is Murdock Malarkey

Bim's colour is purple lol bc no one has been assigned the colour purple

For some reason every time Dark is described as hugging someone he puts his hand on the back of their head and thats oddly specific but that makes sense somehow??

Yes yes and Host is Isaac. Wasn’t sure about it being too popular but ik its there*

Wilford being pan specifically. Which just makes sense and anyways he’s gay in wmlw so

Author and his golden eyes

Damien and Celines last name being either Whitacre or Doom*

Googles are literal brothers or kinda found family ig?

Yandere is trans*

Bing being defective*

Yancy is in love with you— *gets shot* guys its in your HEAD PLEASE*

If you can think of any others tell me thankyou

*me personally don’t agree *IDK

#markiplier egos #iswm #ahwm #wkm #headcanons #dr iplier #darkiplier #actor mark #bim trimmer #googleplier #murdock malarkey #yancy ahwm #the host markiplier #danger in fiction #the author markiplier #damien the mayor #celine the seer #wilford warfstache

[falcatrecon]

His fit this video looks awfully familiar

#markiplier #author