#that one the reason why unus annus worked out

[iamonlyperson]

there is times i wish mark and ethan would do a podcast together but then it’s basically unus annus 2.0 but podcast version (and the part where they don’t delete it)

#even though i am having hard time to keep up since i am not a podcast person i still would love to have it #also their chemistry and energy is big like they are thee duo since forever #they duo can’t be replaced even though if you trying #try it*** #that one the reason why unus annus worked out #really loved the powerwash pals ep

[fishonthem00n]

An Introductory Post

◇ hello there

◇ my name is Alex, and I have been on my shifting journey for about 3 years as of writing this. I've had a few experiences in different realities that I will go into detail about later, but first I wanna say go follow my partner @homebeyondstars for even more shifting goodness. (and a cuter blog owner). y'all can ask me anything about my DRs and experiences, I like talking about them <3

◇ sorry if this is long winded

My Focus DRs:

♡ Stardew Valley (harvey <3)

♡ Hogwarts (ravenclaw, set in 2012)

♡ Pokémon (traveling Pokémon care expert in Alola)

♡ Yuurivoice

My Planned DRs:

♡ Dragon Ball Z (saiyan adopted by bulma)

♡ Tinker Bell (animal fairy)

♡ The Arcana (julian <3)

♡ MCU (basically beast boy)

♡ Skyrim

♡ The Lion King

♡ Kung Fu Panda

♡ Twilight

♡ Unus Annus

♡ How to Train Your Dragon

♡ Legend of Zelda: Breath Of The Wild

My Experiences

♤ my first shift happened only a month or so after starting the journey three years ago. I had made a MHA DR for my first one, which is now basically retired due to me growing out of it. it was a thing where I was living with the League of Villains (if you don't know MHA those are indeed the villains and very not good people). anyways. I meditated before hand, listened to a Raven method subliminal, and went to sleep. I woke up standing in my DR bedroom with the lights off. the only thing illuminating it was the light from the two fish tanks i had scripted in. the sheets on the bed were also visibly black, which I had scripted as well. I very clearly remember the door being ajar and being nervous that Dabi would walk in. from outside my room I could also hear a TV playing the news but couldn't make out what they were saying. I woke up in my CR after a couple minutes total.

♤ my second experience also comes from this same DR. I don't remember what I did before sleeping, but I had a dream about my teeth falling out into the bathroom sink. at some point I became aware that it was a dream, and became lucid. so, to test my control over the dream, I mentally summoned Bucky Barnes from the MCU. it worked, he appeared, and that was all I needed. I willed myself to shift from the dream and ended up in my DR bedroom again. it looked exactly as I had scripted, and I could see everything this time. I passed by a mirror and noticed I still looked like my CR self. so, I verbally spoke the affirmation I used to describe my DR self whenever I would do methods, and I kinda shapeshifted into my DR self. it was crazy ngl. then I went outside my room and into the living room only to find some of the League there. Toga and Dabi were both sitting on different couches, and they looked like they were having a sleepover or something. Toga waved and said hi to me excitedly, and Dabi was too focused on his phone to notice me. I heard Shigaraki say something from behind me which scared me so bad I got thrown back into another dream that I can't remember. the air in my room felt very fresh.

♤ the third one was a weird one and came out of nowhere. I had a lucid dream where I opened my closet door and affirmed that I would shift once I entered it. and I did. I know this because the sensations were completely different from lucid dreaming. I walked down a really cramped hallway and eventually got to a room where Pewdiepie and Marzia were chilling and playing some Gundam fighter game. I chilled with them and we started talking about how some streamer stole some art I made or something, so I asked if I should start posting speedpaints to help my art be more associated with me. Pewds was like "I mean yeah, sounds good to me." I also remember he kept making the game glitch out and the model move in a weird way that made me laugh and he was like "WHY ARE YOU LAUGHIIIIING" and it was nice for my inner youtube kid brain. funnily, what shifted me back was seeing a fish tank and thinking about how much it looked like my CR tank. for some reason I woke up in my CR after that, ig I focused on it too hard

♤ the final experience is another random one and another MHA related one. and kind of a dubious lucid dream, not sure. it starts in a dream yet again where I go outside my house to the back porch and notice my hands are glowing yellow, which I had scripted for my DR quirk "soothing touch". this led me to snap into a lucid dream or minishift, I'm still not really sure. I could smell the rain, and I could feel all the physical sensations like my breath and the wood beneath my feet. Deku is on the porch with me fsr and we talk for a little bit. then he gives me a cheek kiss (not sure why) and I could VERY clearly feel how dry his hair was. like, caked with hairspray type dry. I walked over to a door and was intending on going to my DR through it, but I got woken up by a phone call. thanks @homebeyondstars <3

◇ despite not shifting fully for more than ten minutes ish after 3 years, I'm still going. and so should you. find a way to get excited for your DR, cause it is genuinely exciting having the chance to go somewhere you love at no cost. I'm not gonna stop, and I intend on visiting everywhere I want to go and learning everything I can from those experiences. happy shifting, tell me all about it when you come back <3

#reality shifting #shiftblr #shifting community

[penname-artist]

Roadmap of Insanity

NOTE: These are all fics that are (to some degree) being worked on. This can mean anything from “I have it 90% of the way done but I accidentally put it down for months on end” to “I wrote two sentences and got stuck, help”. None of them are being done in any order whatsoever! I write what I feel like when I feel like, and sometimes that means I go into my documents, write two more sentences, and then abandon it all over again. Also I REALLY wasn’t kidding when I said I have 30-40 open WIPs at any given time. Also, this does NOT include any of my 5-6 collaborations or gifts with various people. I’d rather leave those as surprises ;P

1. I have ONE Cars fic and it’s about Finn and Leland and it’s legitimately old as shit

2. Smol Cabbie story about how he joined Piston Peak (spoiler: the whole team gets played lol)

3. The rest of ‘Doesn’t Mean Nothin’

4. Familia, a story about Blade’s grandneice I forgot about

5. An Emergency sequel

6. A Cabbie + Smokejumpers series about gambling, drinking, cheating, gangs, and maybe arson

7. Blade/Nick Greek Gods AU I made on a whim (it won’t get done anytime soon I can tell you that)

8. A very...odd AU I made for no reason about Blade and Dusty, living new lives as the world has flooded over. And then getting separated.

9. The last bit of The Little Koi Boi

10. An Unus Annus inspired Smokejumpers story (featuring Dusty and possibly Oscar)

12. Crophopper Family Reunion. I have had it in my WIPs since I STARTED fanfic writing in 2020. It will never get done.

13. A Dusty and Oscar origin story

14. Why Blade is terrified of being on boats and gets seasick on them (featuring *gasp* an OC!?!?)

15. A new whumpfic that decided to affect the entire PPAA team with flu because I am evil

16. I keep starting and scrapping a fic where Nick gets injured, but I might finally have one idea that may stick

17. Blade/Ripslinger non-con smutfic. Nothing more to be said than that.

18. Nick’s backstory series

19. Dusty/Jackson Storm CRACK

20. Blade/Nick/Apollo PWP

21. Blade/Hector/Rotor PWP (part 2)

22. Nick/Dusty PWP

23. Shu/Miguel PWP that I wrote down but I don’t think I ever started???

24. A Prompt of Apollo dealing with Mondays

25. Shu/Miguel gift for Shu

26. ABO series #1 for Ivory

27. ABO series #2 for Ivory

And of course, up and coming is a whole other list of “I really want to start writing this but I need to take care of all of ^^^ this ^^^ first”. Among those other unstarted fics, I am itching to do a Flysenhawk (Flysenhower and Kittyhawk ship name, SUE ME) story with some harrrrd angst in it. But with a fluffy ending. Because Fluffsenhower is buried in there somewhere, and if anybody can pull him out, Kitty can!

#roadmap #updates #shitpost

[thestrangestwatermelonofall]

Im... scared to watch it. I'm so tired right now, i worked my nine hour shift with just a thirty minute lunch break. My righy wrist hurts really bad so i put a brace on. Just ate. Cried because i was reminded of my late dog. I saw someone that i used to admire a lot, because of his acting skills in school, and he remembered me and asked how I was doing. I was busy and only briefly talked to him, then I told my friends about it and I learned things about him that I did not know, reasons to dislike and maybe even hate him. Not entirely shocking, but... strange. I reflected on the fact that the worker at burger king gave me a funny look when I asked for only a sandwich, he looked so confused, and then he charged me for only a sandwich but gave me a drink and fries. I didn't really ask for them, but I appreciated them. Especially since I didn't have any water so I filled my cup with water. I don't know if it was because he looked at me and saw someone like himself, a worker in customer service food, or because he saw me carefully counting my bills and pitied my poor self, or because he saw that I looked stressed and hungry, or if he saw how thin and sickly I looked. Or maybe he was trying to hit on me. But I don't think so, actually. I think it was purely pity. The way he said "just take a drink" and really quickly grabbed the largest cup and nearly threw it at me... idk. All of this to say, why must I be pitied? What am I doing so wrong that I am now considered weak?

this was a longer rant and deserved tobe broken into multiple posts but honestly? My wrist hurts, I can't write in my journal like this so typing it out is now my journaling. I'm gonna write a little mroe

it's the anniversary of Unus Annus' death. One of the most meaningful things I ever did was watching every single ua video. I promised to myself that I would, and so I did. Even though I found it a couple months late. Even though I had a week where I didn't watch and so I hd to binge watch a bunch to catch up. Unus Annus meant so much to me. It gave me something to look forward to every day. I'm forever grateful for the gifts that Unus Annus gave me

#Personal #rant #long post

[laur-rants]

As we get closer and closer to the release of In Space with Markiplier, which will invariably be very successful, will be a huge, exciting thing that everyone will get some form of enjoyment out of, and is highly creative and innovative...

I’m seeing this weird, and slightly uncomfortable trend in Mark’s youtube comments that Mark should, for one reason or another, get a Netflix deal, and how cool would that be, etc etc.

And while however nice that thought may be... it is not a good thought to have. It feels as if people who continue to assert that Mark’s work would somehow be, I don’t know. Better? More accessible? If it was a Netflix original.And if people really think this... They’re missing the point of what Mark DOES, as a creator, on the platform he has chosen to create on.

Mark does not want you to have to pay for his content. Period. He wants, with all his heart, for his content to remain FREE AND ACCESSIBLE. Mark, as a creator, is someone I highly respect because he has a vision, and he has passion projects that yes, he pays people to help him create, but not only that, but he offers this content to the world, the universe, to anyone with access to youtube, FOR FREE.

No paywall. No membership. You get this because its FREE.

Netflix is not free. Netflix is exploitative to creators, it is horrible to its animators who never get paid enough, it is big budget, it does not properly promote its indie work that finds its way onto the streaming service, and when something does ‘poorly’ in their eyes (doesn’t get enough ratings) it is cancelled. It is not a website (though it can be watched on browser). It is a BUSINESS and it is a SERVICE.

Mark’s work, whether it be let’s plays or skits or drinking maple syrup by the jug, has been free content. He strongly insists that his work REMAIN that way. He wants his passion projects to be somewhere where NOBODY will pull the plug on him, where NOBODY will ‘cancel’ his next season (no i’m not talking about unus annus, im talking about his main channel, plus he CHOSE to delete that channel after a year, that was the point of that creative project in the first place but you never had to pay to see it), where HIS creative endeavors can flourish and inspire. He doesn’t need more money and he knows this. That’s why he doesn’t ASK for our money just to view his works.

To assert that his work would somehow be BETTER if it was streamed on Netflix is, quite literally, missing the entire point of Mark’s channel. This is his living, yes, he encourages people becoming members of the channel -- of course, as any patron-esque system would. But Mark never wants someone to actually have to PAY to see his work. He even puts out FREE COMMENTARY on anything he creatively makes, showing people how he edited Wilford Warfstache and Damien, and hyping up the actors and creators he collabs with. FOR FREE!!! I cannot stress this enough. People buy Blu-Rays with extended cuts and director’s commentary for $60-120 dollars a disk and here is Mark, giving more than that, for nothing more than a simple search and click on his youtube.

THIS MAN WANTS HIS WORK TO BE FREE. HE WANTS IT TO BE SEEN BY WHOEVER WISHES TO SEE IT.

So please, for the love of God, if you like Mark, stop asserting in his comments that he should go to Netflix. Netflix would give him nothing more than money (which he already has) and ultimately alienate his core audience (either because its on a different platform now, and thus removed from the competing platform, or because lo and behold NOT EVERYONE PAYS FOR NETFLIX) and would also cut into his core belief and his core purpose: To offer what he makes, for free.

I respect Mark a lot because he sticks by all of this so strongly. So strongly, even, that he is visibly distressed that In Space is seen by some as a paid service. It’s FREE! Mark’s work will always be free. And if we want it to stay free and accessible, the last thing any of us, Mark included, wants, is a Netflix deal. Trust Me.

#markiplier #iswm #ahwm #long post #laur is a weenie #i'm ranting about this first and foremost because it is something that i just #as a creator i cannot fathom that a chunk of a fanbase that values marks freedom of creativity #and he loves his fans enough to give them shit for free #that they would say #'you know what would be great? if mark shilled to a streaming service and put his content behind a paywall' #like goddamn #if you want to give mark money there are better and easier ways to do it #hell just turn off ad blocker when you watch his vids #ad revenue on youtube goes further than you know #netflix would ultimately ruin mark's channel #and god i would hate to see that happen #im sure i'll still see the odd 'put your stuff on netflix!' comment in the youtube comment section #but every time im gonna be like #'no more.... never again' #and probably make angry Dark-esque noises #Markiplier is closer to PBS than to a streaming service and I hope it stays that way forever

[whereisstevethestove]

I COMPLETELY agree with you. It's why I left the fandom really. There is only so much content us fans can produce before we get tired of it. And also, another example if you don't want to use animes since there is a whole production team working on just one anime. Markiplier... Like, while in the middle of working on this massive MASSIVE project he still made sure to produce videos. He still made small vlogs of him trying out different foods. Or of him playing horror games. He still made sure to produce content for his fans even while working on this project that took him over a year to do. Cause you know what? Unlike Thomas, mark actually CARES about his fans. He makes sure that they still have content to consume. He makes sure that they aren't left in the dust and ACTUALLY UPDATES HIS FANS ON WHAT IS GOING ON!!!!!!! UNLIKE SOMEONE!!! Plus, too, this is Thomas JOB. His JOB is to produce content!!!!! Why are people coming up with excuses for this man????

Also, don't get me started on that animation video... I'm still very very pissed off at that as an artist myself...

Yes exactly! I'm not going to touch the anime side, because studios like MAPPA are notorious for poor employee treatment and uh... *coughs* Yuri on Ice season two/Ice Adolescence never coming despite never being cancelled. But I will talk about Markiplier!

Now, Markiplier and Thomas are both content creators, and while Mark may have a bigger following, the man *knows* how to run a business. And I fully think that that is one of the reasons why he does so well on the Youtube model.

He's able to balance his full time content creation with other projects- like what he did with Unus Annus (team unus for me btw) and even now, he's doing things like preparing for Markiplier in Space and other bigger things.

Mark is able to manage his team, his active content and his passive content really well and I think that he's an excellent example of a good creator. And when he needs breaks, he informs his audience and they get it. Even when there is people who are upset, at least they are getting information on why things may be delayed and or pushed back.

My biggest problem is that Thomas said that he was starting his patreon to make it so that he could produce Sanders Sides content faster and then he somehow is still putting out (sanders sides) videos at the same rate. And even then, it's been asides videos for the past two years which are- in Thomas' own words- not plot or story important.

And there are people that are saying "oh but Thomas is doing RSWR, oh Thomas is still doing other things'.... Most of us are here for the Sanders Sides stuff.

Once again, anon is right and I've been saying this as well. This is Thomas' job. He makes money off of it. It's one thing to be mad at fanfic creators and demand content updates from them- which is wrong, because they do it for free- and if Thomas was doing Sanders Sides for fun, I would not be this pressed about it. I would give him space just like how I do with other creators that do shit as a hobby.

But it's not.

This isn't his hobby, it's his job and he owes his audience updates. And not just his patreon audience, because they're paying extra. Also, I'm not touching the whole artist thing that went down with those fairytales, because I know precious little about it, but I do know that it was handled poorly.

#thomas sanders #sanders sides critical #sanders sides #virgil sanders #roleslaying with roman #logan sanders

[kkaebsongtypo]

(warning: mentions of weak relationship with older brother, nothing too bad just not a generally good one)

[1:04am] "I don't really understand what I'm feeling." You said quietly, staring up at your ceiling. The moon was bright and sent a soft, white light through your window, slightly illuminating the furniture. Jeno hummed from beside you, reassuring you that he was listening.

"Like there are so many things that annoy me and just, things that I don't like about him living here... so I don't know why I'm not like... happy." You continued and his fingers grazed back and forth across your collarbone.

"We don't get along but now I'm kind of wishing we did." You sighed and Jeno shifted slightly to lean down a kiss your shoulder.

"I guess I feel like I'm going to miss him;; but I don't know why exactly." You stayed silent after that, swimming in your confusion. Jeno looked at you, your eyes staying glued to the ceiling, and he spoke up.

"It's okay to be confused. Not every family relationship will work or be easy, and it's not your fault that you don't have a close relationship with those brother." You took in all everything he was saying, continuing to be silent and stare straight ahead.

"Relationships are a two way street and neither of you had really been trying over the last few months... but that's okay. You might be feeling some guilt for not trying but you bad your reasons." He continued.

"Him moving out is generally a good thing, and who knows, maybe this will help your relationship with him also." Jeno squeezed your shoulder to make sure you were still listening. You turned to him and nodded slightly with a small frown. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and you shut your eyes, wishing your thoughts would quiet down already.

"How about I put on a movie or something to kind of distract you from everything and we can try to fall asleep?" You nodded in agreement to Jeno's suggestion.

"Thanks for listening to me Jen." You mumbled as he moved slightly to grab the remote. He kissed your cheek quickly when he turned back to you.

"No problem at all, baby. I'm always here to listen." Hs said before helping you settling into his arms once again.

unus annus m.l

#thank you for readingg #i just woke up and had to write this quick so im sorry if its messy and has errors :( #nct dream fluff #jeno fluff #nct fluff #lee jeno #nct #nct dream #lee jeno fluff #lee jeno scenario #nct scenario #nct dream scneario #lee jeno imagine #nct imagine #nct dream imagine #nct jeno #nct dream jeno #nct jeno fluff #nct dream jeno fluff

[demons-are-curing-my-depression]

SPOILERS if you haven’t gotten past Lesson 17 

Got bored and made an Obey Me as Unus Annus.... below the cut is the transcript in case the video doesn’t load or whatever other reason someone may need it.

I use the face overlay for the first one but it honestly took too much work so the rest is just them labeled with names. (might make a much shorter video with faces if I can)

I found these funny and I hope someone else can get a chuckle out of it as well

(one of my favorites is the Solomon one and the one with “No one” you’ll know which I mean)

Video transcript: (I’ll be using the names of the Obey Me Characters and not Ethan and Mark) Actions will be described only as necessary. 

Belphie: I have a knife

MC: *laughing* The fuck?!

Belphie: I have a knife.

MC:  Why do you have a knife?

Belphie: Why not? … you’re gonna struggle to breath and then I’m gonna give you a new hole!

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[Black Screen] 

*DING* “Even just those 6 seconds with faces was too much work…”

“The rest is labels…”

*DING* “(Still took me 3+hours)”

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MC: No one had to do anything when I was the my age!

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Mammon: Well you could say a nice thing about me every *stumbles over now and then’ caption reads: “neowerweindehen?” *

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Belphie: *Whining* I’m tired… *laying down next to a pool* I’m tired! I don’t wanna play soccer anymore! *poking at a leaf in the pool* I want an otter pop (popsicle) *splashing hand in pool* [MC] didn’t bring any otter pops!

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Belphie: Listen dude, it’s been a long day

MC: No it hasn’t! It’s like four!

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Solomon: *holding a gallon of milk* you get a nice /aged/ milk… it’s gonna make a nice *chefs kiss*

Simeon: Wait…

Solomon: *as camera pans to include Simeon in the shot* delicious cheese

Simeon: WAIT….

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Mammon: And you probably want to bend your knees a lil bit so that I can have a stable support system for once in my life *tosses hat, drops hat*

Any Brother: *ignoring*

*Camera zooms in on sad mammon face*

*Camera zooms out again as Mammon goes to get the hat*

Any Brother: What?

Mammon: Nothin’

Any Brother: It felt like an emotion burden unload

Mammon: I’m always bur- I’m a bah- I’m a burden *zoom in face*

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*Mammon and Levi standing in pool both in ‘mermaid tails’*

Mammon: I don’t /feel/ aquatic yet

Levi: *laughing* You look so funny!

Mammon: You look so funny, shut up!

Levi: Alright man, this is a long process

Mammon: This is a-

*both slowly move in the pool, with squeak and creak noises added to video as they twist*

Levi: This is what being a mermaid is all about!

Mammon: It sure is

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Mammon: We’re gonna drown

Levi: *laughing* I know, I’m actually a little afraid

Mammon: We’re gonna drown- emergency procedure, detransformation process. What is it? What’s the magic words?

Levi: I don’t know, should we put a knife on our waist or something? Just cut ourselves out?

-

Mammon: Alright, let’s dunk

Levi: Alright

Together: 3, 2, 1

*Levi dunks under but Mammon doesn’t. … Levi comes back up*

Levi: You asshole

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No one: You okay man?

MC after lesson 16/17: *camera closer* …. No…. *camera closer* No I’m not-

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Satan: Welcome to math class

MC:  *Shaky breath, Looks to have PTSD flashbacks as they shake their head*

Satan: *through laughter* fuck- are you gonna cry?

MC: I…. I’m…*shaky voice* I … am… mortified.

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Levi: I can’t operate in the modern digital world…. Without my cellu-lar-lar device!

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Amso: *unbuttoning shirt*

MC: *opens door* I got-

Asmo: *Whips shirt off as they step in*

MC: *this face O_O*

Asmo: *lays on table* alright, pour some sugar on me baby

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Mammon: Mononucleosis- I dont know this…

MC: That’s the powerhouse of the cell!

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Satan: We’re gonna warm it up, okay?

MC: Mhm *rubbing eyes*

Satan: We’re gonna start easy

MC: !! *Noise of distress* there is…*italian music play and MC suddenly has a mustache* there is no easy!

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*MC and Beel both holding trumpets*

MC: We take a little break, we go inside for music practice for two hours and then we come back out for another four hours…

Beel: When’s lunch?

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*MC and Levi sitting at a table*

Levi: *singing as a recorder plays in the background in time with the words* I feel upset! *clap* mmm this isn’t a good start to my day… *clap* I don’t like it when I lose… but it’s okay… cause I lose often... my self esteem is so low, please...help me!

MC: *looks at camera*

Levi: okay...

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Belphie: *opening and closing a pair of scissors quickly*

MC: *Slowly moving their finger towards the scissors*

Blephie: I’m trusting you to pull out

MC: I’m trusting you not to- 

Belphie: *Stops… EXHALE*

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*MC and Mammon sitting at two drum sets*

Mammon: and this particular experience… is a drum date for two! So [MC] technically…. *leans over slowly and hooks arm with MC’s* Ah… we’re goin on a lil musical date!

MC: Well, we’re gonna be facing away from each other which is how I prefer to have my dates.

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Belphie: *close up on his face* Fuckin’ done with it

*camera zooms out to show MC at the table playing Operation*

Belphie: Kill the man

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Belphie: *leaning down to whisper to the ‘Operation man’* I’ll kill you… if you don’t stop *operation nose buzzes* I’ll kill you!

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Belphie: *stroking the top of the Operation ‘man’ while MC plays* I’m gonna frame you for tax fraud.. Shhh *BUZZ* ShUsH!

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Mammon: I will not be made a fool of! I know how to read! *camera shows ‘hooked on phonics’ - reading thing for children* What’s that on the left? A U! What’s that in th- the middle? A- an S! And the one on the last teeh….t- the guy with the  - sss the green hands!

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MC: *Laying on the table while Belphie wraps their feet with toilet paper like a mummy* Were pirates real? 

Belphie: *stops and looks at them*

*camera zooms in on MCs face as they frown deeper and deeper*

*cut to MC completely wrapped*

Belphie: Anyway!

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*Mammon and Levi in the pool again, mermaids*

Mammon: Alright *hops a bit in mermaid tail* It’s my first swim- I don’t like swimming… it’s cold in here!

Levi: *from other side of pool* Go in?

Mammon: But it’s cold.

MC: *Filming* it’s a merman that just hangs out in a jacuzzi instead. 

Mammon: could we turn on the jacuzzi?

Levi: Do it!

Mammon: No it’s too late. I have to endure this. I’m a man. A MERman. *Starts to swim across the pool, head above water*

Levi: Go underwater!

Mammon: It’s not easy to swim!

Levi: So stupid!

Mammon: How do you do this?

Levi: Don’t swim like that. You have to like do the dolphin thing

Mammon: *has reached the other side and is holding onto the edge* I don’t need you to tell me how to be a merman

Levi: Watch *Dives under and swims like a mermaid under the water to the other side* Like that.

Mammon: listen, me turning into a merman didn’t change the fact that I have dense bones

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Mammon: show you the elegance! Of my fin! *goes under but splashes a lot, comes up halfway with hair in his eyes* Where am I?! Where am I?

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MC: What do you have, [Satan], beating deep inside of you?

Satan: Hate

MC: no, no, no- like the thing that pumps blood through your body

Satan: Rage

MC: no- nope. It is a vital organ

Satan: VENGEANCE 

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*MC taking a lie detector test*

Belphie: Have you ever wanted... to kill someone?

MC: No

Belphie: *watches the graph… eyes widen as a spike shows up indicating a lie*

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*Levi filming, running down a hallway*

Levi: Oh no… Henry HIDE!

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*Mammon sitting on the edge of a jacuzzi with MC sitting in it, bouncing on the lil seat/edge*

Mammon: Purge your ADD for a moment.

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*Belphie taking a lie detector test*

MC: Have you ever thought about killing someone?

Belphie: *No hesitation* Yes.

MC:... that was a quick answer…

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MC: *Gesturing between Levi and themselves* Do either of us look like we have boys?

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*Mammon and MC sleeping essential oils*

Mammon: You think like orange is like the- the filler of oil?

MC: *looking at the camera mouthing ‘what?’*

Mammon: Cause- cause you know how like they put like saw dust in car engines and

MC: *laughing* WHAT? Is that a real thing?

Mammon: Yeah, sure. And they put like

MC: *Laughing*

Mammon: like uh…. *motions with hand* well like potato skins and baby food-

MC: *losing it*

Mammon: You know what I mean!

MC: They put SAW DUST in car- *laughing too hard*

Mammon: Yeah… yeah…

Levi: *Filming* I think that’s like…. Chicken nuggets… right?

MC: *still losing it*

Mammon: Yeah, yeah- NO

MC: THEY PUT SAW DUST!

Mammon: This is peaceful, *smells an oil* Peaceful? *holds it out to MC*

MC: *Smells* Ah PEACE!

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*caption: “start of RAD”*

Mammon: *sitting on the edge of jacuzzi as MC goes in a circle.*

MC: I’m running! I’m sprinting! Look how fast! Ah- just on my tippy toes! Look at me! Look at me go! How many laps can I do?... it’s going....

*Mammon looks at the camera*

MC: [Mammon], your saying: This is what it means to go even further beyond!

*Camera zooms on Mammon as he shakes his head*

Mammon: I’ve got 10 more months of this shit

*Camera zooms out to show MC with face in water, arms back like they’re Naruto running in a circle*

Mammon… this is like a prison sentence

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Lucifer: *to MC who is filming* It’s an egg toss! *camera pans to Mammon* We’re tossing an egg! *Camera pans back to Lucifer* And then we- and then whoever breaks it loses! *Camera screen goes red* And I will literally kill the person who loses!

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*Mammon and MC jacuzzi scene again*

MC: You can like bounce a lil bit *bounces* with your butt *bounce* on the ledge. Just woo *bounce*

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Levi: Putting a device on MC’s head* To become ONE… with the force… with the force

Star Wars Force Toy: Level One

Levi: *looking at instructions* Okay…

MC: What do I do??

Levi: THINK. Okay concentrate. You just need to- right, *ball starts to move* what are you thinking about? Gooood *ball drops* Wait what were you thinking about?

MC: *With an accent* The first time I rode a broom*

Levi: Why are- what??

MC: *Giggling* Anybody?

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Levi: What’s nine times three?

MC: Ticsteen!

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Lucifer: *Tosses an egg towards Mammon*

Mammon: Ahh! *Missing the catch*

Lucifer: You lose! I kill you.

Mammon: *pointing* no!

Lucifer: I get to kill you.

Mammon: *Starting to run towards MC who’s filming* noo!

Lucifer: I’m gonna kill you now.

Mammon: You threw it bad! *runs past MC and off screen*

Lucifer: I kill you *screen turns red as it pans to Lucifer walking after him*

Mammon: You threw it bad!!

Lucifer: I’m going to kill you.

Mammon: I’ll get another egg! I’ll get another egg!

Lucifer: I will kill you.

Mammon: I’ll get another egg!

Lucifer: I get to kill you *walks past MC, off screen*

Mammon: Another egg!

Lucifer: *screen normal* Oh my gah-! Look out MC!

MC: I GOT EGGED!!

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*Levi helping Mammon pull his mermaid tail over his head while Mammon’s is still on his own legs*

Mammon: Who I’ve always been!... Is!...Is!.... GAH!... *Levi and MC who’s filming are trying not to laugh* Who I really am!... Is! Is THE MERMER!

Levi: It’s just nipples!

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*At the pool at night*

MC: it’s a lot spookier at night…

*in the distance, barely visible with the night vision on the camera Levi jumps into the pool with a distant splash. Camera zooms out to show MC*

MC: I don’t like the light (coming from the gopro Levi’s holding underwater)

Levi: *pops up silently* The Gongoozler!

MC: THE WHAT? Err I don’t know what that is

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Levi: The Gongoozler!

MC: *to camera* Alright guys, we made it in the pool *thumbs up* that’ll do it for this video

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Levi: you must face your fears

MC: I’m getting there!

Levi: Plummet… deep into the sea

MC: I have a microphone.

Levi: No one will ever find you

MC: What do you mean?

Levi: If you’re too deep into the sea… The Gongoozler will heeeeeeeehhh swim up to you… take you by the toes and bring you down down down into the frothy depths *dives under the water*

MC: The fuck is the The Gongoozler?

Levi: *from underwater* The Gongoozler

MC: What is G- fucking-

Levi: The Gongoozler. The Gongoozler!

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Levi: *Standing in the pool* And it’s one of the most effective… uh strokes… which I’m having

#Obey me #Unus Annus #Obey me as Unus annus #Obey Me Memes #Spoilers for Lesson 16/17

[personafanfic]

Unus Annus x Reader//A Bittersweet Goodbye

Angst//Female Pronouns

“You guys NEVER said I’d have to say good bye to you two! This was the day that everything is gonna be deleted, you guys never said ANYTHING about actually leaving!” 

It started with an idea, morphed into inspiration and turned into ‘Egos’ of sorts, their own entity. Everyone having their own emotions about it all. The viewer merely knowing the idea and not the actual soul purpose. Only a few people, including you knowing these immortals exist. You grew close with these two throughout the year. Unus and Annus. One year.

“(Y/n)-” “NO, It was just a channel! You never said you had to leave with it! Why do you have to leave!?” 

Unus grabs your hands softly but looks down while Annus continue to speak to you calmly, if you looked closely enough you could see the remorse in his eyes, though you couldn't see through your tears. Only his voice is heard. Strong and calm, as any good leaders should be. 

“(Y/n) I apologize for not fully explaining to you the full extent of our time here. But you were aware of the channels meaning, were you not?” Not trusting your voice you nod. 

“(Y/N)... we are immortal. And athough we are immortal we do have a purpose for why we were created. That purpose was to explain to mortals the unknown and certainty calmly and prepare large groups of people for the inevitable. You knew that.”

You let out a little sob and grip Unus’ hand harder. “But you said-” “(Y/N)! I am aware of what I said, but that never disclosed the possibility of this! You certainly thought of this scenario, have you not? And you were aware from the start that this was our ONLY reason to be here, correct?” Before you can answer Annus continues. “So although this departure is indeed unannounced to you I do not understand how this seems impossible to you!” 

Letting go of Unus’ had you collapse on the ground sobbing. “You said this was a goodbye to a channel! Not people I cared about!” 

“(Y/n)-” Annus goes to talk but Unus gives him a look that quickly shuts him up. The both kneel down and before you knew it they were both hugging you. Unus in the front and Annus in the back, both resting their head in the crook of your neck. 

Instantly you calm down. Whether that be just a natural reaction to their aura or their immortal abilities. But relaxing into them was the only thing on your mind. 

After a couple minutes of just relaxing into their touch, Annus speaks up. He almost sounds... sad, but honestly, their hug, everything sounded, felt and and your thoughts. They were all just so peaceful and relaxing. 

“I’m sorry that we couldn't prepare like I thought we could.” Annus says in a small voice.

Unus softly speaks up “Not every goodbye is a good one. Nor is every goodbye a bad one.” 

“Sometimes, to put it simply, they're bittersweet. Most of the time people never get a chance to.”

They pause and before they know it they can slowly see you get worked up again. They hug you even tighter to calm you down, instantly you quiet and the peaceful feeling starts to spread.

Annus whispers “This might not be the ending or goodbye you wanted, but you're our strong girl, our strong woman.” 

“We need to leave, our physical bodies are fading and they need to rest. But a goodbye isn't always forever, sometimes its just a placeholder, we just don’t know when we can be back.” Unus continues, stroking your hair.

“Our purpose is over, so until our physical bodies have fully energized we must depart from here.”

And just like the livestream, they were gone. Like someone flipped a light switch and they just weren't their.

The feeling of them hugging you and the peaceful mindset never leaving. Letting out a deep breath you every worry leaves. What sounds like it could be in the back of your mind you hear their voice for what might be the last time.

“Memento Mori.”

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And thank you to @ticklygiggles for organizing all this!! <3

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(A post-Unus Annus tickle fic!! Lee!Ethan and Ler!Mark, platonic.)

Ethan is nervous because he thinks that since Unus Annus is dead, no one will remember him or his channel. Mark seeks ways to comfort him

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It was a couple days after Christmas and Mark had invited a couple friends over, safely. Some of his “YouTuber friends” took the C0vid test, and all tested negative so they got together, still being as safe as possible. Along with Ethan, Mark had the entirety of “Teamiplier” and more. Everyone was thankfully safe beforehand, and afterwards.

The others had left for some personal business, but Ethan stayed for a bit longer, not entirely motivated to drive home by himself. Mark was used to having Ethan around his home. Thanks to Unus Annus, Ethan felt like a roommate to him every once in a while. And he didn’t mind! As much as he made fun of Ethan, the two were best friends.

Ethan helped Mark and Amy clean up after the dinner. Amy had noticed Ethan’s eyes began to look wet, and seemed like he wasn’t doing okay.

“Hey, uh–would it be okay if I sat down f-for a moment. I’m—feeling dizzy.”

The other two looked up from their work and nodded.

“Yeah sure, go sit down.” Mark motioned his head towards the couch.

“Thanks..” Ethan sat on Mark’s couch with his hands on his forehead. Mark immediately got back to cleaning up. Amy smacked his arm.

“He’s clearly not feeling well. You should go talk to him.” she whispered.

“He seems..fine. I thought he was just dizzy...”

“Something’s on his mind. Just–go!”

“I don’t want you to hafta clean up everything by yourself-” he whined.

“I’ll be fine, just go talk to him.” she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek as she nudged him towards his friend. Mark smiled and headed towards Ethan.

Ethan heard footsteps coming toward him, so he quickly wiped his eyes and masked a slight smile for Mark.

“W-What’s up?” he stuttered, hoping his friend wouldn’t notice his current condition.

“What do you mean what’s up? Somethings not okay with you. Do you feel sick or something?” Mark sat down next to his friend. He was genuinely concerned. He didn’t want Ethan to feel bad.

“No, not sick.. Just…..tired. I guess..” He smiled, truly trying to be considerate, he shoved his emotions down inside himself to not burden anyone else. “I feel fine, Mark. Don’t worry about it.”

“You do not feel fine. I’m here to help! We can talk if you’d like. I just wanna help.” Mark’s eyes were locked on Ethan’s, making no error in showing him that he wanted to help. Ethan scoffed a bit and  looked away.

“I’m fine..just don't worry about it-”

Mark sighed. He hated seeing his friend feel down.

"Tell you what. Can I at least try to make you feel better, however you're feeling?" He raised his eyebrows, feeling determined to make sure Ethan could go back to being his best self.

"Yeah..sure." he chuckled slightly.

"Good. That's all I need." Mark ran past the kitchen for a moment, then ran back dog in hand.

"Heh, hi Beeks." He ruffled the top of Chica's fluffy face. Mark's eyes widened at Ethan's lack of emotion.

"Really?? Chica can't even help?" He put Chica's paws on Ethan's leg and pretended that Chica had a sad look on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not feeling it!" Ethan threw his hands in the air for a moment. Mark stared at him, ideas flowing through his head for what could work even better than shoving a dog in his face.

"C'monnn! C'moooooon~" Mark cood while poking all around Ethan's torso. "I just wanna heeeeelp~"

Ethan swatted Mark's hands away. Mark noticed the slight grin forming on Ethan's face. He was attempting to hold down the bubbly giggles in his chest.

"Ohohoh... I got an idea to make yous feel bettah~" Mark used his 'Yancy' voice, indicating a playful tone towards Ethan.

"Mahark, don't you dare. It's not the time for this-" Instead of getting up from the couch, he began to shrink himself in to the couch's corner. With the realization that this idea wouldn't be the greatest, he continued executing it.

"Ohhhohoh I think it IS the time for this~" Mark playfully wiggled his fingers towards the younger man's stomach.

"Nohohoho!!" Ethan sunk further into the couch. As far as he could until Mark's fingers barely made contact with his quivering stomach.

"Yes!" Mark pounced and dug his clawed hands into Ethan's sides. Ethan twitched and squirmed as if he just got electrocuted, laughing hysterically.

"NAHAHA YOHOHOU AHAHAHASS-" He writhed and locked his arms in a position that almost made him look like he was operating a jetpack.

"Ass? I'm trying to help you out! Trying to make you feel better! I don't even know the reason for the horrid feeling has overcome you!" Mark's clawed hands scribbled over to the side of Ethan's ribs, Making Ethan's loud giggles go up an octave.

"NAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAHAHAHARK QUIHIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIT-" Ethan jolted again to the side.

"Nnnope! I'm gonnnnnnnnaaaaa......tickle your tummy! Tickle tickle!! Tickle tickle tickle!!" Mark's teasy voice was one Ethan had never heard before, but was enjoying thoroughly.

Through Ethan's incoherent giggles, Mark could barely understand all of what he was saying except for a mere "whyhyhyhy".

Ethan's major giggle fest was urging Ethan to fall off the couch. Before Ethan could 'escape' in any way, Mark thrusted his leg between Ethans' to keep him in place.

"Nuh-uh-uh~" Mark clicked. "I will sit here and tickle the information out of you if I have tooo~"

Ethan had no time to retaliate when he was at Mark's mercy once again. The tickling fingers moved and began vibrating at the crevice of Ethan's neck.

"FAAAHAHAHAHAHAHACK NAAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Ethan screamed as his hands moved to try to push away Mark from his sensitive neck. The two could even hear Amy giggling at them from the kitchen.

"AAAHAHAHAHAHAMY AHAHARE YOHOHOU ENJOHOYIHING THIHIHIS-" Ethan squealed to her from across the room.

"Am I doin' good Amy?" Mark began attacking Ethan's exposed underarms, from blocking his neck.

"You're doing great hunny!" Amy giggled again from the kitchen.

"YOOHOHOU TWOHOHOHO SHUHUT UHUHUP" Ethan's laughter grew twice as loud, and thrice as joyous. Mark chuckled at his friend who was clearly smiling. Not just from the tickling sensations, but he seemed to be feeling a lot better than before.

After what seemed like hours, but was really about 20 minutes in all, Mark slowed his tickles down to slight scratches on Ethan's back. Ethan, who was laying face down on the couch now, was giggling, almost sleepily.

"You feelin' any better? You ready to talk?" Mark moved so Ethan could sit up and breathe if he needed to.

"Yeah, I feel better." He grinned. "But..do we hafta talk about shit?"

“Come on, I really want to help whatever you’re going through. Please?” Mark nodded his head, showing that he was being serious.

Ethan saw Mark’s intent, and unraveled his feelings.

“I’m just having a bit of a harder time with Unus Annus. I’m fine with it being over, don’t get me wrong, I’m glad..but it’s making me feel like I’ve been forgotten already.” He looked down, avoiding eye contact. What he was feeling seemed so silly, so inconvenient. He didn’t know why this made him anxious, it normally never did. Mark’s eyes widened.

“Man are you serious? You’ve got literally nothing to worry about! Your fans absolutely adore you! You've got touring plans! You just hit 2 mil!! That’s a win in my book!” He pat Ethan’s shoulders.

“I know, I know! And I’m nothing but thankful! But.. I just feel like ever since Unus Annus is gone....people are forgetting about me already. Views have gone down and likes have gone down and ‘hate comments’ have gone up and all sorts of shit like that! And I know it’s petty to just think about views, but to be honest it kind of hurts my feelings. Which is really stupid.”

Mark understood Ethan’s feelings. It’s hard to feel unfulfilled. It’s hard to feel forgotten. He’s had times like that too.

“Hey, no one is forgetting about you. If anything Unus Annus probably boosted your channel!” he chuckled unharshly. Ethan sighed.

“Look, all I’m saying is that I really think you’ve got nothing to be worried about. Honestly, I see you working harder than ever now that Unus Annus is dead. And you’re making so much progress. You’re progressing faster than I hoped to have when I was where you are. You’re doing so much, and your fans love you. You’re amazing, man.” Ethan looked up and smiled at Mark.

“Damn, that really means a lot to me. Thanks Mark.” he smiled widely.

"No problem, you ticklish dork." He ruffled Ethan's hair like a child. "And thanks to you for being ticklish enough for me to get you to talk." He winked and Ethan chuckled.

“No problem, asshole.”

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Wow! This is the first full fic I've written and posted to tumblr! I hope yall like it!! :D xx

#tickle fic #unus annus #unus annus tickle fic #markiplier #crankgameplays #lee!ethan #ler!mark #amyplier #squealingsanta2k20 #squealing santa 2k20 #happy holidays #jazzy's fics

[even-more-incorrect-ego-quotes]

Random Personal Ego Head Canons Part 1

~ Ever since meeting Robbie, whenever Bim is rounding up his “dinner” he always saves the brain cause he knows how difficult it is for Robbie to get food for himself.

~ When Anti first started wearing skirts Yan and Wilf were both ecstatic and forced him to go shopping (read: shoplifting) with them for new ones.

~ Dark is secretly afraid of closed spaces due to his time stuck behind the veil as Damien and Celine. The only other ego who knows this is Wilford, who always uses his antics to distract Dark whenever they are in such places.

~ Despite Google’s secondary objective being to destroy all of mankind, he has been making a secret list of reasons why mankind should not be destroyed--for logic’s sake, of course. So far on the list is Y/N, cat videos on youtube, and the rubik’s cube.

~ Jackie hums his own superhero theme music whenever he’s fighting bad guys. It gets to the point where the villains can hear him before they even see him, which confuses Jackie cause he thinks he’s being realllllly stealthy.

~ Sometimes Wilford has flashbacks so intense that it makes him think he’s William again and that Dark is Damien. The only way he can be brought back to reality is by Dark calmly explaining who they are now and by reminding him not to get lost in the minutiae of it.

~ The Jim Twins are always on the outlook for demons so they rarely let their guard down. Even when it’s night time, they generally sleep in shifts, both for their own protection and also cause they don’t wanna miss out on a potential big news story.

~ Since it’s known Marvin and Henrik have been messing with time, they have been VERY curious about just exactly what Unus and Annus are---especially with their relationship with time. Unus and Annus never give them a straight answer though (usually they just talk in cryptic, ominous rhymes) and this frustrates the hell out of Marv and Hen.

~ Wilford once time traveled into the Harry Potter timeline winding up directly into Dumbledore’s office while he was away. There he met the sorting hat that told him (despite his own apprehensions) how he would have made a great hufflepuff if he was a wizard.

~ Dr. Iplier constantly has his work cut out for him as the manor’s only doctor. If it’s not Yancy needing to be patched up after getting into another prison fight, then it’s Eric needing a full body cast cause he tripped on Bing’s skateboard.

~ Illinois feels the most comfortable in dangerous situations. While he likes to appear like he’s always collected, he does get stressed whenever he’s not out finding a new historical wonder or risking his life daringly.

~ Chase and Bing hang out a lot cause they are the Ultimate Bros™. While they hang Chase shows Bing how to do trick shots and Bing teaches Chase how to do “super sick tricks” on his skateboard.

#ego headcanons #HCs #markiplier #jacksepticeye #mark fischbach #sean mcloughlin #jse #fandom #egos #random personal ego head canons #unus annus #darkiplier #yancy #yandereplier #chase brody #bing #dr. iplier #marvin the magnificent #jim twins #the jims #antisepticeye #googleplier #jackieboy man #dr. schneeplestein #illinois #robbie the zombie #bim trimmer #TW: cannibalism

[vorish-egos]

Unus Annus goes Dark

Story contains: foodplay, soft fearplay, safe vore and soft vore

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“Ssh, shh…. Don’t struggle. You knew this was coming.” These words came at a loud rumble that shook the pulsing grey flesh around you more than the groans and other gastric noises that had greeted you when you had first entered their embrace. The flesh continued to hold you firmly in place as you tried to push them away, easily pushing back your flailing limbs and continued to have its way with exploring you, the walls squeezing and rolling up and down your body in periodic waves. There was another pressure that found itself moving across your body in a circular motion, it was the hand of the monster of the man that had turned you into a mere snack.

You struggled harder against the flesh and ignored the words and feeling of his hand pressing in against you, screaming expletives that would easily lead you to need a good mouth scrubbing of soap to clean your mouth, though the mouth you were shoved into could also have gone with a good cleaning. It was a horrid cavern of the same grey flesh of the stomach with hints of red and blue found in the old 3-D glasses and reeked of the unnamed wine that he drank before he swallowed you, and judging from the splash of liquid that rained down on your head, was still enjoying.

“Your flavor really plays well with this Pinot noir, surprising that an imbecile like Mark would own a bottle of wine like this. Your struggles are really just going to cause you to wear yourself out at your size, just relax and it will be over soon.” This was followed by a deep rumbling chuckle as another wave of wine joined the ever-growing pool of liquid that surrounded your body, the strange glow from the walls showing that the pool was now to your stomach as you sat in your curled position, and you were hoping that the level wouldn’t rise any higher. The stomach gave a deep sounding gurgle as it tightly gripped your form and rubbed more slim into your already soaked hair, clothing, and skin. It was incredibly disgusting and you really wished that it would stop and you could go back to before this even happened.

How did you get into this situation? Why it was all Mark and Ethan's fault without the supervision of Amy of course.

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It was supposed to be a normal, well as normal as an Unus Annus video could get, but it was supposed to be normal for their standards. You were invited along for the experience since you were old schoolmates with Ethan and happened to be visiting the area since travel restrictions had been lifted and you were so happy to see your old friend again. It was a surprise that Mark would allow you to join in on their newest video idea, potion-making as he called it, but it was the best thing that they could come up with since Amy wasn’t there to help or be an adult and supervise. It led to you taking her spot and watching carefully as the boys went around the internet making these supposed ‘potions’ and testing them on various things as you tried to prevent them from poisoning themselves. A color-changing potion led to Mark turning into a pale shade green as he ran to the closest bathroom while the skin on Ethan's hand was quickly starting to dry and peel as his ‘Skin armoring’ potion was causing the top layer of his skin to act like he had been sunburned. It almost caused you to have a heart attack as you rushed him to the sink to get the gunk off of him before it caused some serious damage, especially since the big goof was starting to say, “Is this supposed to start getting warm?”

You sat down roughly on the couch after this last stunt, clearly tired from running about and keeping the two man-children alive, you were so tired that you gladly accepted the glass held out to you by Mark. You took a quick drink of it and violently gagged as the taste hit your tongue and the mix slid down your throat, looking down in the glass you didn’t find what you hand thought to be water, but instead, it was a strange blue liquid that seemed to have red streaks running through it. You glared up at both of the boys as they held the camera up to gage your reaction at drinking the ‘shrinking potion’ recipe that they had found online. You were quick to yell at the boys for tricking you into drinking the strange liquid after they had been testing the last few on their skin, and as you were yelling at them you felt yourself slowly start to get light-headed, and the feeling got so overpowering that your vision went dark and your body collapsed on itself. The last thing you heard was the two boys yelling your name before you fully lost consciousness.

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Your head gave a low throb that slowly roused you from your impromptu sleep and the worried tones of Mark and Ethan were the first thing that you recognized from the other muffled sounds of the room. Your attempt to open your eyes caused you to flinch due to the brightness of the lights, but you pushed through the pain to try and see the space around you and was really shocked to realize what had happened. The faces of the boys were very concerned, but they were supersized to the point of something out of a telling of Jack and the beanstalk. You looked down at yourself to see that while you were physically fine for the most part, but you had been visibly shrunken to a smaller size, not sure the exact size but that's beside the point.

Mark was the first to move, gently reaching out a hand to press a finger to touch your shoulder, flinching just as bad as you do when said finger is the same size as you are. “Oh, I didn’t think that this would happen, none of those were supposed to work.” Ethan was the next to reach for you, moving way slower and gently laying his hand onto the couch palm up to invite you to clamber onto it, to which you did, and he lifted you to be held gently against his chest in a protective hold.

“Is there any way that we can fix this, do you think that we need to give Jack a call and see if he can help, she can't stay like this.” He held you tighter to his chest in a protective hold as he looked around the house in worry, “he isn't around is he?” 

Mark shook his head as he glanced about the house as well,” none of them should be, I had them leave so we could film today and they shouldn't be back for a good while, so no risk of the egos taking advantage of this.” He looked down at you and gave a slightly strained smile,” everything is going to be fine, we're going to get hold of Jack and Marvin so we can fix you ok.” He gently took you from a slightly unwilling Ethan and held you up so he can look you in the eye,” I'm going to put you in my room and lock the door until we can get in contact with Jack so you'll be safe in case any of my egos come home early and turn this into a game or something ok.”

You asked why you couldn’t just stay with them when they made the call, because wouldn’t it just be safer that way? But this just caused Mark to shake his head as the three of you made your way into Mark's room, with Ethan grabbing you a few small candies that would be easy for you to open if you got hungry while I waited. Mark opened his door and ushered Chica to stay out as they went inside, she was very interested in you and it made Ethan very nervous as you were now treat sized for the excitable pup.

Mark gently placed you onto the middle of his bed with Ethan placing the candies to your left as the two backed away as not to crowd you or make you feel any smaller than you already felt, Ethan was the first to speak after a short moment of silence,” We’re going to fix you, I can’t have one of my best friends the size of my fingers, though you might make a great parrot to sit on my shoulder.” His and Mark's laughter made you relax greatly and you moved to wedge yourself between the few pillows on the bed to give yourself some cover and waved at the boys from your ‘ real pillow fort’. 

The boys quickly went out of the room and it was easy to hear the loud click of the lock and the voices and loud footsteps of the two as they trailed away to go call Jack and Marvin to see if magic could combat the surprisingly effective shrinking potion. You were actually making some light of the situation, your new size allowed you to enjoy candy that would normally be finished in a few seconds to holding a piece the size of your own head.

You were so engrossed with the more intense flavoring of the candy that Ethan left that you didn’t even notice that a corner of the bedroom grew darker and darker until a very low voice echoed across the room and broke you from your trance.

“So I see that the ‘potion’ that I gave those two worked perfectly, you're just the size I expected you to be.” 

You whirled around to see the one ego of Mark’s that you didn’t want to see, Darkiplier, you had met him a few times when you had hung out with the boys before and he always put you on edge before with his strange ‘flirting’ as he put it. You had always done your best to avoid him to hang out with the other egos or doing your best to not be alone with him if you could help it. It now seemed like you couldn’t help it. 

You went to scream for either Mark or Ethan to help you, but you found that you couldn’t for some reason, and still couldn’t no matter how hard you tried. You glared at the monochrome man to get some form of explanation from him, but jumped when you saw that he was now leaning over you with a small smile that was anything but innocent.

”You realize that you can't say anything now, those candies were just perfect sized for you weren't they, Ethan thought that you would enjoy them so much that he didn't notice that they were on the table only after he went to find you something to eat.” He shook his head as if he was disappointed but kept on his smile as he looked down on your form, ” such a simple fool.”

You felt yourself flush with rage as he insulted your friend, taking one of his ’candies’ and throwing it as hard as you could at his face, and only got angrier as he caught the candy before it would hit him in the face.

He tisked lightly and shook his head, ” Now that's no way for you to act, you're just going to tire yourself out before the main event.” He was quicker than you thought and you found yourself gripped in his eerily cold hands in a tight grip, he smiled down at you, showing a full row of teeth this time. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private,” and your vision went dark once more.

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You awoke again to find yourself in a dimly lit room that reeked of heavy cologne and looked like it came from an old-time black and white film. The only color in the room was the large burgundy bed that sat in the middle of the room, and the same one that Dark was sitting on and he held you in one hand and a half-filled wine glass in the other.

“Glad to see that you're up now, it wouldn’t be fun if you were asleep for the whole thing, here I was trying to help act out your little fantasy.” He took a light swig of his wine, seemingly taking his time to taste it before he swallowed it, his Adam’s apple moving slowly as the liquid past down his throat. He laughed at your confused expression,” don’t act so confused, it’s not like you haven’t wished to be like this wine, or haven’t you~.”

Those purred out words caused you to flush once again but in embarrassment this time. You thought you hid your feelings on the subject very well, barely anyone knew about them except for the few online friends you had, how could he have found out. You yelped when you were pressed against the grey flesh of his throat as he took another drink from his glass, feeling and hearing how the muscles of his throat opened and closed to usher down the wine with a wet gurgling sound.

”Ah, nothing goes down easier than a nice glass of red, ” he pulled you away from his throat to hold you before his face with a scary smile on his face, ” I don't imagine you will be the same, but that's what I'm looking forward too.”

He moved to hold you above his head and tilted his back, giving you another grin before he opened his mouth below your dangling feet, causing you to jerk them upwards as you looked down as the grey flesh of his mouth and tongue; and the caszam of a throat. You gave a countless yelp as he worked his fingers to hold you in place and he lowered you low enough for his tongue to snake out and work its way around your legs, forcing them to straighten as he pulled them inside to taste them despite your struggling. He gave a low hum as he took in the apparent flavor of your bare legs as you cursed your past self for deciding to wear shorts, the slimy appendage doing it's best to not leave a single patch of skin untouched. Your thrashing didn’t seem to bother him as he lowered your body further inside, your legs being forced into the tightness of his throat and your torso now being subjected to the rough treatment of the tongue with your arms being held out as you were being supported by the lips of your current devourer.

You continued to try and yell all of the angry words coursing through your mind at him, but nothing but a whispery whine came from your throat. You glared up at the massive face and the one eye the was halfway open to watch your reaction, and you felt the lips holding your chest mold into a smirk as you felt the tongue slide up your back as everything tilted even higher up your weight being only held by both the fingers holding your arms and the tongue pressing your body into the rough pallet. This changed as the mouth opened wider and you could only look down to see your legs already gripped tightly in the esophagus, the muscles jerking your legs down lightly as Dark took a light swallow. You looked up to see both of his eyes wide open watching your reaction, they held your stare for a few moments before he gave you a quick wink before the fingers released their grip and you felt yourself fall farther into the mouth until you were stopped by your hips getting caught by the back of the tongue and the mouth closing on your upper body.

You tried to use your hands to press at the palate and tongue to get as much space as you could from the slimy flesh and keep as much of the saliva off of your face as you could, but it was useless. You yelped in a stronger voice as the tongue pressed you roughly to the roof of the mouth, your voice was coming back. This only brought a single moment of joy before a loud gulp yanked your body further into the throat, your face being pressed into the rubbery flash and being moved downwards in a confusing sensation of being both pushed and pulled deeper into Dark’s body. You felt yourself nearly get sick over hardly being able to breathe, the deafening sound of whooshing lungs, and the pounding of a heart you didn’t know that he had, you couldn’t even focus on your own thoughts through the catastrophe of sounds. The journey felt so long until you felt yourself get bunched up painfully when your feet hit an apparent wall and you were forced into a stop while the throat continued to press at you in rhythmic waves, you thrashed as best as you could and froze when you heard low chuckle rumble the throat around you before you heard another loud swallow and you were unceremoniously shoved into the already gurgling stomach, the organ happy to greet you.

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You curled tighter into yourself as you tried to get away from the intruding fingers that tried to feel your form through the flesh, not wanting to give him any more enjoyment through struggling against him, getting annoyed at the rumbling laugh that shook your chamber.

“Don’t act so upset, you should be enjoying yourself, isn't this what you always wanted, to be swallowed up by someone and held closer than normally possible.” The voice went softer and the hand-pressed further into you with softer circles and the stomach clenched you tighter,” You're going to be fine, just relax and enjoy yourself, I'll let you out later before the boys lose their heads too much.”  

The words came as a big surprise to you, you were positive that you weren't going to see the outside world again, so you decided to go against your better judgment and take his word. You let your body relax from its tight curl and let the stomach walls fully support your body weight, and found that the walls could easily do it without the noticeably smaller amount of liquid going any higher, and it seemed the stomach decide to churn around you more gently now that you weren't fighting it, moving in slower waves than it had before. The low humming that came from the man also added to the new sereneness of his stomach, and you were finding it very hard not to fall asleep after fighting so much before. 

The monochrome bastard was right, you really were living out your fantasy of being held so closely by someone that they were practically everything around you, and the new feeling of safeness was astounding. You found yourself snuggling closer to the gentle stroking that was coming from the massive hand outside, and couldn't help but fall asleep rather quickly once you closed your eyes.

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This lovely fic was made by friend JBG from Discord.  

#darkipliervore #uavore #unusannusvore #v/ore #vorish #noms #vo/re #vor/e #/vore #vore / #markipliervore #gt vore #safe vore #soft vore #foodplay #fearplay

[indic0lite]

OK so UA time once again folks, seriously the amount of times I spend posting abt UA does not reflect how much Im ACTUALLY thinking about UA, which is to say a FUCK ton, now I wanna use this post to talk abt what I think is going on in UA because I gotta finally put down my thoughts eventually

So anyways, lets start off with what I DONT think is going on in UA:

I dont believe this is in any way connected to Marks other egos, namely Dark. Im not 100% sure why people do believe that because I feel like we should all know that glitches dont automatically mean Dark, but hfgjgkhljl and Nerdfiction basically said it wasnt Dark so???? Ye a h idk 

Imo, we’re dealing with a WHOLE new beast here

Now what the HELL is going on here?

Well, I believe that we’re in some kind of simulation, that everyone/everything we’re seeing on screen isn’t real but they don’t know that. I think that everyone here (and the editors) we’re put into some kind of machine against their will, whether they were killed or put into a comatose state, for reasons currently unknown. I think that maybe, Unus and Annus started out the channel, realized they were going to die when the channel was deleted and freaked out. They took over the IRL ethan and Mark and switched places in this machine. Now both the Ethan and Mark we see are the real mark and ethan but they dont realize what’s going on, they don’t realize they’re going to die when the channel is done.

We know that someone, most likely their editor Marcus aka Nerdfiction, has become self aware and now all three editors are in the same boat. He became self aware in March, questioning what was going on around him and started to send out coded messages to us the next month. I think the machine or Unus and Annus are making sure no one wakes up out of the simulation so Marcus has to be careful with his codes to make sure he isn’t discovered. Marcus wonders who the fuck is behind the clock in the first place, who is the master of the clock? His main goal was to stop the clock, to find a way to keep the channel going so he and everyone else here doesn’t die, but he doesnt find much success. Instead, he finds a way to make the other editors (first Diceroll, then Rachel) and maybe he used them as a distraction- or they all worked together or something, but they managed to reverse the clock by a second, until it was all rebooted and now, The machine/Unus and Annus KNOWS what they’re trying to do, and they are NOT happy with that. Someone is in trouble and they need help

But some hope- We know someone escaped, but left the other two behind, I believe that if we don’t get another Diceroll video- he was the one who escaped,or maybe it was Marcus, still waiting to see tbh

And that’s all I got for now!

#unus annus #finally wrote all this o u t GJHGKJH #honestly Im just waiting to see what happens- #this is just what I think is going on

[thatmomentwhen345]

Ok ummmmmmmmmmmmmm

These last two weeks have been very emotionally exhausting because of finals and what I’m about to tell you and I don’t really know how to sum it up so I guess you’re getting the same treatment as my Facebook (this is copied directly from the post on there and was posted on December 12th for context)

(This is the beginning of the Facebook post)

You guys, I don’t know what to do.

You might have gathered from my last few posts, but I’m not okay. And it will sound like such a stupid reason to the majority of you. But I made an irreversible mistake back in 2019 that has been haunting me for the past week. This is the first time that I can remember regretting a decision this much. Was it my stubbornness, my closed-mindedness? Was it my see-it-to-believe-it tendencies? Was it my inability to learn from my mistakes?

For those who don’t know, on November 13th of this year, the YouTube channel Unus Annus was deleted from the platform forever. After one year of daily videos by Markiplier and CrankGameplays, it was all gone. The point of the channel was to remind us to use our time that we have alive wisely, because Memento Mori. Remember that you must die.

The channel started on November 15th of 2019, and, well, I don’t know anything about their beginnings. I just saw their introduction video in my recommended or on trending or something and thought, “Is that Markiplier? Shouldn’t he be focusing on his own channel? Who’s this other guy?” and moved on without a second thought. I occasionally saw their videos in the trending tab but ignored them. I didn’t even know they had such a big following. I thought it looked stupid and didn’t think about it until, well, the end.

A few weeks ago, my brother was watching the final livestream that would mark the day that the channel was deleted for good. I was in the room with the livestream on the TV, watching their final hours tick by, still not thinking about the channel at all. Just like, oh hey that thing that people were talking about, wasn’t it like, a cult? I didn’t think about it at all until... the fifth of December? Was it really only a week ago? That feels like a lifetime away now...

The YouTuber FootofaFerret released a video called “Pretending Unus Annus Isn’t Over” and I saw it in my reccomended. https://youtu.be/8SMpCbI9U00 I was like, hey, yeah, I remember that thing that ended. I trusted Foafy’s judgement because of his previous videos about saying goodbye to Steven Universe. So I watched it and don’t really remember how it made me feel. I just remember him saying that the Unus Annus fandom was in mourning and I was like “aw poor guys I’ve seen on TikTok some people are sad about it”. Foafy also suggested that people who were wanting more of the Unus Annus vibe to watch Mark’s Markiplier Makes playlist. I watched some of them and, again, moved on.

The timeline is fuzzy from here on. I’m still processing it, honestly. I think I might have looked up the Unus Annus theme (Turncoat by Michael Rothery) first? Then I think I found some compilations or clips from their videos and was like wow this stuff is funny. And then I realized that there are archived versions of all of their videos (that’s against the rules of Unus Annus for those who don’t know) and... don’t hate me... went looking for them. I watched two in full. I won’t say which two but just know that the second one I specifically searched out because I knew that they did a lot of random stuff on there and that there was a chance that they would do it too. And they did! It was a funny video. I realized how much of a fun dynamic that Ethan and Mark had and looked for more compilations. The more I watched, the more I realized that I had made a terrible mistake in 2019.

I had missed out on so much. And I couldn’t take it back without breaking the rules. The concept of Unus Annus intrigued me so much, all of the people involved on the channel worked so well together, they were all so funny, but now I could never experience it in full because I was stubborn and, well, thinking about other things this year. I could have jumped in at any point between then and November 13th of this year but I chose not to.

Monday was a rollercoaster. 1st stage: denial. I was like well this doesn’t matter, I’m not even in the UA fandom, it’s gone and I don’t care. But it wasn’t that simple of course. I kept watching the Markiplier Makes videos and the UA compilations and became particularly interested in Ethan. He seemed very genuine and sensitive and his on-camera chemistry with Mark was really entertaining. 2nd stage: anger. I was furious at myself for missing out. Those two videos I watched in full were just small teasers for what the entire channel was like. I hated that I couldn’t take it back. And I hated that if I did, I would’ve broken the rules and gone against Mark and Ethan’s wishes, which I also wouldn’t be able to take back. I was horribly conflicted. 3rd stage: bargaining. I desperately went after any content surrounding Unus Annus that I could without breaking the rules, and was still considering watching the illegal archives. I haven’t watched any more of them in full, but sometimes I watch parts of them in incognito mode when it becomes too much to bear.

Tuesday was... Tuesday had to have been the longest day I’ve had the entire year. 4th stage: depression. It was slowly sinking in, the gravity of my mistake. I was starting to realize how much of a phenomenon Unus Annus was and that it was so unique and had such a cool message and that it made so many peoples’ 2020 just a little bit better, but not mine. I then did what I always do and found my comfort in music. I put on a bunch of good songs that I hadn’t heard in a while and just... sat there painstakingly doing my math homework. I couldn’t concentrate on anything the whole day. Monday, either. The song Goodbye to a World by Porter Robinson came on and I was like hey, this song perfectly suits the way I’m feeling right now. I wondered if anyone else had made connections between this song and Unus Annus and looked to see if there had been any AMVs (animated music videos) about the idea and the end of UA. Lo and behold, this popped up and I watched it! https://youtu.be/-q-oByQWdlM It hit all the right spots and I just started bawling. What had I done? Why had I missed this opportunity to improve my 2020, just a little bit? Why had I missed this opportunity to get to know Mark and Ethan better? Everyone who had watched all of their videos could feel peace after the end, like Mark and Ethan. But I couldn’t. I could only forever regret my mistake. MY mistake.

Terrible things have happened this year, but all of them have been out of my control. This, however, was my fault. And I can never take it back. And I am having a very hard time handling that.

I don't know how many times I cried on Tuesday. The next song to come on after I watched the AMV was As the World Caves In by Matt Maltese which of course broke me even further. This song also perfectly encapsulated my dilemma. Later I finished my tribute drawing of the channel logo and felt the smallest bit better. The rest of the day is a blur.

Wednesday was better, I guess? I thought I had made it to the 5th stage: acceptance. I was still very sad and mad at myself but I was starting to realize that there was nothing I could do. I subscribed to Ethan’s channel and started getting to know him better. He’s so sweet and talented ☺️

But no, acceptance is still far away. Thursday and Friday were barely better than Tuesday. I painted my nails black and white as a way of coping. I went to a livestream on Ethan’s Twitch and it was really fun! I started watching more of his streams and on one of them he mentioned that his Twitch chat mods had TikToks. So I wondered if he also had a TikTok, which he does! I looked to see if he posted one on the day UA ended. The answer was no but he did post one the day after asking if someone with the skills required could make a mashup of the song Cancer by My Chemical Romance and As the World Caves In. https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMJqgyrkR/ I was like wowie this guys got taste! And so I looked up if there was a mashup. As a matter of fact, there was one by Clem Turner on YouTube that came out only three days after the end of Unus Annus. https://youtu.be/a5RTVoreSAY I cannot express how much I love this, what it made me feel, and how much it hurt/helped. So I commented on Ethan’s TikTok about it and only a few hours later a new comment appeared on Clem’s video. Ethan had seen it! So I’m just gonna assume I was responsible for that... not only that but half of the comments on the mashup were about Unus Annus as you can see below. I realized how big of a following UA had and felt bad (because of course the people who had actually been with UA the whole way would be grieving a lot more than me), but also, comforted by the fact we could all connect over the loss of something important to them, if in a lot of different ways.

I’m far from getting over this. I’m far from being okay. I’ve never really felt like this before. I feel like a different person than I was last week. But I wanted to write all this down to let it out, process it a little bit, and maybe get some comfort from you guys. It’s completely understandable if you didn’t read this all the way through so...

TLDR: Memento Mori.

(This is the end of the Facebook post)

What I just described really shifted a lot of things in my head in a way I didn’t expect and in a very short amount of time. So, long story short, my Steven Universe hyperfixation ended very suddenly because of an outside factor and I probably won’t be posting a lot about it anymore. Hope you understand.

(art by me but I used the official UA logo as a reference)

#personal #long post #my art #please read if you are wondering about the change of atmosphere

[actor-mark]

Red Candles Pt 17

OOC: How to vote: Send your choice in an ask to this blog. Comments, reblogs and dms will not count as I do not get notifications for them nor do I want to screenshot from several places. I’ve spotted a couple of older choices coming through, please make sure to check by the blog to be up to date with the latest post! Thank you! CW: Minor horror with hands grabbing at reader Actors self inflicted injuries/deaths mentioned briefly Mark assuming suicide from your actions in the house briefly mentioned  Zombie hands image at the bottom second choice. 

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Struggle!

“.... And here I thought you and I were FRIENDS...”

His voice holds a slight echo in this plain, his figure seems to have a sort of pulse around it and its clear that he’s incredibly dangerous here.  Still... You’ve clearly pissed him off this far, why stop now? you’re determined more than ever to stop him.  Thrashing and flailing and glitching you do everything you can to free yourself from the hands, but they seem to know exactly where you’ll go, how you’ll move and they keep a firm grip on you. 

Mark just shifts to stand before you, watching your futile attempts to wriggle free, a stern look on his face, one of disappointment, one of someone who had been betrayed yet again but at this point used to it. 

You close your eyes and focus everything you have to try and glitch hop away but the most you can do while trapped is flicker a little. Your mind calls out to Dark.... But there’s no response. 

“Are you having fun?”

Mark just seems annoyed that you’re kicking up a fuss while he’s in the middle of something. You’re growing more and more tired as time goes on and eventually settle down into just glaring angrily at The Hollow Man. 

“..... Do you even know what this is?” He held up the black Candelabra with a look of concern, seeking an answer he knows he’s not going to get from you.  “I didn’t think so....” He let out a sigh “did you just come here to kill me? Cos if so you’ve been doing a terrible job at it. Then again I’ve never had much success at it myself.”  He gives a bemused smirk, taking to pacing around you, like some sort of vulture stalking prey. 

“Y’know when you showed up at my house unannounced in the pouring rain at 3 o clock in the morning, I figured oh, maybe something happened. Poor thing well I’m here why don’t I give you a good distraction, some tea? I thought perhaps you needed help and had sought me out for comfort... But no... You went snooping around my house instead... Then I found you in the kitchen with a knife and my heart skipped a beat!”

He gave you a genuine look of concern, part of you believes he’s just putting on the act like always but something in his eyes says he maybe really did think the worst of your actions. Given his perspective you can’t really blame him for thinking that. 

“So.. I offered you distraction again, whisked you away quickly, only for you to run off again” He shook his head “and look what happened to you”  He gave an open hand gesture at you. Nothing more than a dead wandering spirit.  “What got you? Was it the zombie? Ah no you’d still be walkin’ around... Hmm you’re kinda sickly looking though.. That might just be the Hollows.. hmm... OH! Right you probably got this from the morgue... ahah.. Dr Iplier eh? Yikes. Not the best of choices but at least it wasn’t too painful!”  He smirked “Still... better than anything they probably went through”  Mark pointed to the hands holding you “You know who they are right? Poor souls.. Strayed from the path and lost their lives along the way. I offered them safety, a home, a friend... They’re nothing but Hollows now...” 

Mark paced back in front of you and leaned forward, hands behind his back  “Did you peek into the drawers at the morgue? Did you see them?” he broke a smirk that had something sinister behind it. “Kinda proof enough that your little plan wouldn’t have worked... Still I’m kinda impressed you found this.....”  He looked back to the candelabra  “But you’re too late anyway..... I already sealed everything off. There’s only one left.”  He thought for a moment.  “Did THEY put you up to this?.... Of course they did. Did they tell you it was to stop me?” He suddenly took a look of concern “Oh my FRIEND... You’ve been lied to.” 

Does this guy ever shut up? You start struggling again and call out for Darkiplier once more, but again there’s no response. Can he even hear you? Mark’s probably taken measures to stop that happening. 

“I severed my ties with this place a long time ago- The last gateway was at Camp Unus Annus. that sealed when the channel - ah... passed away~.”  He smirked a bit “But this? This one isn’t for me... Would you like to see which gateway this candle closes?” 

He turned to the side, looking off into the distance a bit over dramatically, but awaited your answer. Like always with Mark, two choice boxes showed up. 

Your choices are as follows: 

Listen a little longer If Mark has already sealed off the paths and there’s only one left then Dark was telling the truth to you, but Mark says the gateway isn’t for him, so who is it for? And why did he keep it? Maybe he’s just tricking you, working his manipulative ways all over again to stop you from cutting off his final tie. He is HERE in death after all, and the power around him is suffocating. Clearly he still has some sway here. But maybe he’s telling the truth? He seems to genuinely care about you. 

Reason with the Hollows These hands, Hollows Mark called them, past Y/N’s that have died on Marks adventures now working for him after he gave them home. They’re just like you though. Maybe you can convince them that Mark is an evil twisted son of a bitch and get them to put you down? Or maybe they have something important to share with you. You feel in tune with them a little. They are you...and you are them after all... 

“This place has always felt like stepping into a sauna. No oxygen, heady, heavy.. but no need to breathe. I’ve always felt lost and at home in this place. It’s a strange mixture. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been back and forth.... It never seems to like me... just spits me right back out...”  

OOC: @gemstone9 mentioned Mark monologuing anyway and I straight up..yeaaah yeah he is gonna monologue anyway. enjoy XD was kinda hard to find pictures for this one. Not a lot of actor mark pics that aren’t fan art. I haven’t used art cos I don’t wanna repost peoples work. 

Well your ending has been set in stone now folks. You have perceived Mark to be your enemy from start to finish. I hope you’re ready for what he wants to show you, some of you theorists may already know what that is. 

Big Pogs to @shattered-da​ and @tinywyfrost for cracking the big boy code yesterday, it was indeed Mark speaking.  You got one more code coming your way for the finale and it’ll be the toughest one yet. Good luck! 

#actor mark #ask actor mark #markiplier #red candles #red candles part 16 #red candles cyoa #cyoa #wkm #adwm #ahwm

[the-satellite]

Hello friends and welcome to ☆Hateful Nostalgia☆. I was exposed to the mob talker mod WAY too young bc I was an unsupervised child on the internet watching mod showcases and SkyDoesMinecraft. Looking back these sucked, the stories were often bland and the designs were milk toast at best and tits out at worst. So for the sake of procrastinating on working on anything substantial I grabbed the main 6 I remembered and gussied em up. Redesigns, rewrites, better names, all that bullshit. If your interested in better photos, design notes, story details and rambling hit the basement, otherwise here's a line up you should click for better quality.

Also I wrote all this once before already but I deleted it like a dumb bitch. On the night Unus Annus was murdered in front of my eyes no less. Was a rough fuckin night.

The Creeper- Kupa. An explosive pyromaniac with a habit of making empty threats and yelling. She protects what she believes to be her territory with a suicidal passion, but if you manage to get her to cool down and soften up she's pretty sick to hand out with. Hard of hearing, has at least one bout of head trauma at all times, and deathly allergic to cats.

Because the creeper is kinda the og I wanted to reference AT2's design more than the others, but I'm p sure the only thing I actually kept was the red hair and brown gloves. Otherwise I was doing whatever. I really wanted to lean into the explody bit of creepers, so I gave her some bite and dressed her in clothes referenced from Irish railroad workers. This may also be why I keep imaging her with a very heavy Irish or Scottish accent, whichever would be most incomprehensible when angry. Every color but her skin was color picked from one of the references, with some minor alterations for makes my eyes happy reasons.

With Kupa I imagine a story line with her would largely be about her as a character and her development than like an actual adventure narrative like everyone else. She starts off ready to blow up both you and herself in a misguided attempt to defend what she sees as her's and opens up and learns not everyone is out to get her. Lots of time taken to understand her childhood and how she ended up how she is. Very simple, probably the default or tutorial run people would go through.

The Zombie- Bee. The ill husk of a missing explorer suffering from a less than conventional appetite. She wallows in her self imposed loneliness, believing herself to be an irredeemable monster doomed to hurt those around her. What she really needs is a buddy and some clue to who she used to be. Rough voiced, chronically fatigued, and prone to spontaneous combustion in sunlight.

 I definitely consider this one the weakest for design sadly. I imagined Zombies as humans who went into strange caves and caverns and didn't come out for years, only to pop up as completely different people. I just tossed AT2's design. The first thing I did was make her a bit of a genderbent Steve and tinted her green bc Zombies in game are just Steve but green. Tore up her clothes, colored picked the darkest colors I could from the clothes on the in game and boom, Bee. I do vaguely regret not making her eyes pure black but I also still wanted her to be human enough to fit with the other overworld mods.

 Ok so Bee actually has a basic story. When you meet her she's aggressive, but as a warning. She fears the possibility she may hurt somebody so heads for threats immediately. Going back and forth between her cave and village for a while you learn more about the situation with the missing folks who come back and Bee as a person. After a bit you pick her up off her depressed ass and start a nocturnal adventure of refinding your past, adapting to who your becoming, overcoming self destuction, and slow burn babey!!! 

The Skeleton- Ulna. One of the few surviving warriors of a now destroyed kingdom and dead culture. She spends most of her time now traveling alone, hiding in trees and shooting anything see sees as a threat- which is everything- in the face with homemade arrows. Very much suffering from loss of her home and a bad case of lost purpose. A woman of few words, very antisocial, and naturally nocturnal.

 I came in with the Skeleton wanting to make her seem mysterious, so my first thought was immediately a cloak and a mask, but I wanted her face to like be visible so I went with the face paint. I didn't actually know that I wanted to do under there so I went with wraps that are reminiscent of the original outfit but still not tits out bc it's so fucking easy! Gave her a quiver, color picked the cloak and face paint from the in game model and the wraps from AT2'S art. I did like. Subconsciously draw her eyes the way I do Asian characters but I didn't have anything specific in mind so like go nuts with what you think she is.

 Ulna's deal is very much her lack of purpose or home and the entire thing is about finding that again. She's found sitting up in a tree during a storm pointing a bow and arrow into your face. She eventually let's you stick around until the storm is over and theres some bonding into deep night until the rain stops. You ask if she wants to come with on your little travelling sword for hire business, she says sure, sleep schedule shenanigans, backstory angst, and road trip bonding happens and she eventually decides that helping people is her new purpose and you're her new home

The Spider- Park. A young adult experiencing the world for the first time through her tribe's rite of passage. She's really just trying to figure out how to live life outside of the cave she's been stuck in her entire life and aggressively trying to be an independent adult despite not knowing anything about being an independent adult. Its projection. Blind in the daylight, naive and excitable, and taken to refusing help at her own risk.

 Ok so. I don't know who looked at the spider and said "purple haired loli with puffy pants" so I once again yeeted the whole thing, only really keeping the kinda cutesy and childish bits. Spiders are a tribe of humans what live in caves unless they've broken off to live on the surface. Kids are kept inside until they hit a certain milestone, where they come up to explore at night. They're usually small and pale, but are pretty kickass when necessary. Again picked the colors off the in game model, played with the lightest gray for the skin, and bc I couldn't figure out anyway to use the stripes so they're on the patches lol.

 Park's meeting is probably the funniest and most meet cute one here, in that she accidentally drops on top of you from a little cliff drop off. Cue loads of apologies and an explanation about the spider deal and being blind in light. She asks for some help getting around and bam babey friendship and emotional attachment! What follows is kinda a buddy of coming of age story with the obligatory goes home and is miserable scene. Generally it's just about being a scared young adult and having someone to fall back on and why that's important. Also crushes and young people being bad at that.

 The Blaze- Amber. A demonic entity who would let the world burn and the sun die if it meant she'd get her soul back. She's known for being ruthless, taking souls through force instead of making deals like other Blazes. Keeps this forceful nature even once she's become friendly, makes you do dump shit. Territorial, eyes glow and dim with her life, and runs remarkably warm.

 Amber here is the first one I actually did! I was just. Really tired that she was in a bikini. I decided early on I wanted overworld mobs to be human and everyone else was decidedly not, so Blazes are demons who gave up their souls under false pretenses to other Blazes. Because of how little clothes AT2's design wore I had essentially free reign and my thought was immediately to lean on golden knight bc of how Blazes are found protecting fortresses. The gold isn't picked from anything bc I was looser with the colors, but everything else is, and the hair is supposed to represent the smoke. Also the sticks in her hair are blaze rods bc I don't like them just floating around her.

Amber is found in the Nether obviously, protecting a fortress and immediately trying beat your ass and either incinerate you or make you give up your soul. During you prove yourself a p damn good fighter and she makes a deal to show you how Blazes exist and pursade you to give your soul up willingly. Bonding happens and she explains where the souls go and what happened to her. Insert line about how she dug in the sand for her soul until her fingers bleed bc I'm an Arcana freak lol. In general I'd just like her to learn to adapt to who she is now and learning to live life well instead of letting her anger burn her up from the inside out.

 The Enderman- Violet. A confused but sweet young bit of void created by and connected to the Ender Dragon. Her relationship with reality is tenuous at best and abusive at worst, making stable existence rather difficult. She doesn't know a name, age, gender, anything about herself aside from that she likes sweaters. Communicates primarily through psychic connections, docile and sweet, and melts like a witch in water.

 Violet was incredibly easy, so this may be way short. Endermen are decidedly human shaped void from the End with varying sentience. They're direct extensions of the Ender Dragon, and nobody knows how they're made or where they come from, not even they do. Adventurers who escaped The End say they seem scared of it though. Violet in particular is pretty damn new and extraordinary nonconforming, and I tried to show that with her sweater and ponytail. Once again, literally all colors picked. Definitely the simplest but one of my favs.

Violet is the sweetest meet up I think. As your traveling between villages you notice a strange enderman watching you and plant a little flower in front of her. She picks it and you hear a happy little trill come from you and a pretty voice say thank you in your head. Now you have a tall dark teleporting travel buddy! After a little bit of back and forth she tells you in some broken English that the Ender Dragon made her but she doesnt know how, and that it's bad and needs to be killed for the sake of Endermen and that's the new goal. Spoiler they're the corrupted souls of those that died fighting it, with it gone Endermen are free to exist as their own being and do whatever, hurray!

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