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ind1c0lite · 2 years

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I AGREE WITH THAT FUCKGI ANON HE'S SO FINE I WOULD WALK THROUGH HELL AND BACK FOR IM I LOVE HIM SO MUCH UNIRONICALLY HE'S A REALLY BIG COMFORT FOR ME /G /SRS

HGJHJL; Im glad hes comforting to u!! :D

#hes certainly not comforting to Una GFGJKHLJ;K;GKJHL #I do find it interesting that people like him as much as they do but tbf my favourite character Wilford so I have no room to speak #HFGJKHLJ #asks #phantasmagorriia

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marshmellowtea · 1 year

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I know you're on a dhmis obsession at the moment, but if you could spare any cg wilford or yancy headcannons I'd be very grateful

agkdsafjds admittedly it's more like an obsession slurry over a few things, markiplier stuff is still there just.....fainter than i'd like it to be. unfortunately though, i don't really know if i can give you a good response to this ask either way, i don't really feel super comfortable writing wilford and i don't really see yancy as a caregiver, i'm sorry :(

#i know the wilford thing seems weird given how much i talk about william on here but honestly i feel like my william characterization is uh #shoddy at best most of the time. i feel like i can't ever get him to be consistent even with how much minor obsession i have over him #and he doesn't even have the meta aspects wilford does that make me especially nervous about writing him hgikjdslkf #to be completely honest though i'm not really the best person to come to if you want headcanons about these characters being cgs in general #aside from damien i just......feel way more comfortable writing most if not all of them as regressors personally #there may be a few other exceptions but generally i just. idk. it's a personal thing #again i'm really sorry about that #marshy gets asks #anonymous

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thetruequeenoftheabyss · 6 months

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Throws my comfort characters together for this weeks Weekly Wilford Wednesday because I can

She is teaching him how to knit :D

#markiplier fanart #markiplier #markiplier egos #weekly wilford warfstache #wilford warfstache #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #wilford #markiplier wilford #mabel pines #gravity falls mabel #gravity falls #gravity falls fanart #crossover fanart

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effloradox · 5 months

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Do you still write for Mark’s characters? If so could you write for Wilford with the prompt ‘you okay? caught you staring off into space again’?

it’s been a hot minute but i do still write for those characters!

As much as you adore Wilford, some days it's difficult to be around him. The moustachioed man is one of your favourite people to be around in the manor, but it's been clear since you first bumped into him before breakfast that this is going to be one of his bad days.

They're less frequent than they used to be and that brings you some comfort, but it's still hard going for breakfast and him rushing past you without even acknowledging you and know that it's because he doesn't recognise you.

Dark is always quick to notice when Wilford is having a bad day, but there's no such thing as privacy in the manor when it comes to this. You don't have to look towards the dining table to see the other egos exchanging glances. Wilford usually takes great delight in welcoming you downstairs for breakfast, your coffee in his hand, and ideas spilling from his lips for how the two of you could spend the day. For him to ignore you completely is almost unheard of unless he's having a bad day.

The morning sun always seems duller without him by your side, though Dark is quick to approach you, two coffees in his hands. He offers one to you with a carefully constructed expression on his face.

"Give him time. You know what he's like." You nod and try to smile at your oldest friend, but it feels like all the muscles in your face are betraying you, and your smile falls flat. You're sure Dark notices but he doesn't comment, making his way out of the dining room presumably to his office. You offer quick pleasantries to the others in the room as you gather your usual breakfast and make your way outside. It takes time but you manage to put the mornings events out of your mind.

"You okay? Caught you staring off into space again." The voice from behind you jolts you from your thoughts and you flinch back involuntarily.

Wilford has always had an uncanny ability to sneak up on you, he's one of the few people that can actually do so. He gestures to the empty seat across from you, and you nod, waiting for him to settle himself before you reply to his question.

"Yeah, I'm okay. How are you?" The man across from you shrugs lightly, though you can't discern what that means.

"I missed you at breakfast."

"Wil, you saw me at breakfast." Your tone is soft as you speak, careful not to spark an argument with your friend.

"No I didn't. I had your coffee all ready to go and you never showed!"

"Dark gave me my coffee this morning. You walked past me as I was coming down for breakfast."

"No, I walked past one of the interns. If it had been you I would've..." Wilford's voice trails off as he replays the mornings events in his mind. He takes a moment to come to terms with the situation. "It's one of those days then." Something changes in his face, and you're reminded all at once how old Wilford is, how old you both are. How much he's been through. There's something so horribly sad about the introspective look that settles on his brows that you can't resist the temptation to lean over and take his hand in yours. He tangles his fingers through yours without hesitation.

"Wil?"

"I'm sorry dear."

"One day at a time, Wil. We just need to take it one day at a time."

"I think I better go and have a chat with our esteemed leader. Would you be so good as to join me?" He's on his feet and extending his arm to you in the time it takes you to blink, and you allow him to pull you to your feet. He slots your arm into the crook of his as the two of you make your way inside, your coffee all but forgotten.

#my writing #drabbles #requested #wilford warfstache x reader #who killed markiplier x reader #wkm x reader

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writtengalaxies · 1 year

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Forcibly Forgotten

Lost Memory Files :: Part 3

Characters: Dark, GN!Reader

Word Count: 366

Spicy Rating: mmmm angst

"Damien?"

The name made Dark's head whip up from the book he was reading, his aura ringing louder as he stared at you. The name came to your lips unbidden, but it felt...right, to say it. Like someone you had forgotten a long time ago. But...that wasn't possible, right? After all, Dark was the one who had gently told you that you had amnesia, that you couldn't remember anything. Amnesia like that was incredibly rare, rarer than what media would tell you, but it was true. Everything before that day where he reached out to where you were on the floor, speaking as softly as he could, trying to hold onto the high pitched ringing and fracturing echoes that were always there to not hurt you.

Others feared Dark, but he was only ever kind to you, even if you didn't really understand why.

You stumbled a little as you tried to step forward, grinding the heel of your palm into your temple. "Who...who's Damien? He's...he's important to me, right? I..."

"Please, sit down, you...you're looking pale."

"He...we were at a party. I...Wilford was there? But...not...Wilford--"

"Sit."

His voice brooked no argument, as you sat heavily on the couch beside him, hunching over to burrow your face into your hands. Dark wrapped an arm loosely around your front, a hand on the back of your head for comfort. Your head was throbbing, the room spinning if you dared to look up, and this odd pain in your chest and neck--

And thankful, blankness washed over you as you lost consciousness.

Dark, however, sighed, lifting his hand from the back of your head, easily shifting you to carry you. No one would even see him put you to bed, with how close your room was to his office, and besides that, it was so late he wasn't sure you had been awake in the first place. It took only a moment, before he let himself have a moment of softness. He sat beside you, gently cupping your cheek.

"I'm so sorry, my little monster. It's better if you don't remember. It'll hurt less this way."

Even he wasn't sure which of the two of you he meant.

#tall dark and spooky #dark x reader #darkiplier #my writing #markiplier egos #darkiplier x reader #darkiplier x da #lost memory files

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 11 months

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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

See my masterlist here!

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×A/N×

Hey! So I'm here with some Darkstache headcanons because I love them!🥺💕

It's a little different than my other stuff, but I hope it's not problem! ^^"

It was really fun to made this, I loved it! ^^

If you have request, feel free to write me! :D

×❢ About my work ❢×

So much fluff! Bl (boylove), Dark and Wilford in a relationship, and they are so sweet and gentle each other, and believe me, there's really so much fluff :), Dark is coffe addicted and there's some cute drunk Wilford stuff

Fandom: Markiplier Cinematic Universe

Character(s): Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier

Ship: Darkstache (Darkiplier/Wilford Warfstache)

—❢ー

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: Say You Won't Let Go by James Arthur

“I met you in the dark, you lit me up You made me feel as though I was enough We danced the night away, We drank too much”

• Wilford is taller than Dark

• Dark is usally very uncomfortable with touches and Wilford knows it

• And because of that he very gentle with him

• As I wrote, Dark is uncomfortable with touches, but Wilford's gentle touches are comforting him

• Wilford is usally touches or fondles Dark's hands, when Dark is sleeping he fondles his face and kisses his neck gently

• They sleep in one bed, because when Wilford is around Dark, he feels comforted

• They usally don't talk in public

• It's like they don't even know each other

• But while that, Wilford still looks ot for him

• Wilford doesn't seem like this type of person, but he is very protective In the morning, he greets Dark with a cup of coffe

• As wake up, Wilford fondles Dark's hair gently while he whispers some words to him

• "Good morning, Darkling." Wilford smiles at him kindly as Dark slowly opens his eyes.

• When Dark can't sleep, he usally walks out in the kitchen

• A few minutes later, Wilford wakes up too and follows Dark and he hugs him from behind

• Dark doesn't jumps of the touches any more, because he used to Wilford's warm touches

• Dark doesn't like surprise kisses, but when Wil in a bad mood, he gives him one

• After the surprise kiss, Wilford smiles again

• And when his love is happy, Dark is happy too

• It's happens rarely, but when Wilford is drunk, he wants to hug Dark forever

• "I missed you so much, Darkling." Wilford comes into the room and he hugs Dark from behind before he could fall. "My beautiful sunshine, I love you so much!" he gives a warm kiss on Dark's neck.

"Are you drunk?" Dark looks up at him as he tries to push Wilford away.

"No." he says as he hugs Dark more tightly, so he can't push him away. If he would be a good liar, Dark could still figure out his lie.

"Don't lie to me, Wil." he says as Wilford kisses his neck gently. "You have vodka smell."

"Maybe, but your smell amazing and lovely as always." he breathes Dark's fragrance deeply. "Do you use new fragrance, Sweetheart?"

Dark's chuckles silently as he starts to lead him to the bathroom. "Take a shower, after that please go straight to bed." he closes the door but before he could do it Wilford grabs his hand.

"Don't leave me, Dark! At least take a shower with me." he starts to pull Dark inside.

"Wilford–"

"Please!"

Dark sighs tiredly as he looks in Wilford's eyes.

"Okay." he says as he steps inside the bathroom.

• Sometimes Wilford just goes to Dark and say to him "I love you" randomly

• Dark often smiles because of that

• While Dark is reading next to the fireplace, Wilford is usally shooting outside

• Sometimes Wilford grabs Dark's tight gently and dancing with him slowly

• Usally Dark blushing more often

• "You are so cute." Wilford smiles at him as he fondles his hand. Dark doesn't respond, but his face starts to burn better.

• When Wilford wears necktie, Dark helps him to bind it correctly

• On one day, Dark usally drinks 5 cup of coffe (or more 0.0)

• Dark usally hugs Wilford when he is sleeping

• They have very, very different music taste…

• But sometimes Wilford just listen Dark's songs with him

• Wilford's phone wallpaper is a picture of Dark

• There are some sweet nicknames for each other (•v•)

• For Dark from Wilford:

• Dark, Darkling, Darling, Sunshine, Sweetheart, Babe, Beautiful, Dear, Handsome, Honey

• Well… Dark doesn't really gives nicknames to his partner, but there's some of them

• For Wilford from Dark:

• Wil, Sunshine, Darling, Love, Babe, Lover boy, Dear, Sharpshooter

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leighsartworks216 · 1 year

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Oh, if it’s songs you need to listen to, then boy howdy, I got a request for you!

In lieu of the absolute tragedy I’ve asked for in the past, perhaps we could do a Warfstache x Reader based on Livin’ It Up On Top where the reader is still the DA, but it’s more of a happier piece where the DA returns to the egos after each of Mark’s adventures, and Warfstache heads the celebration for it?

~ 🌺

I am SO sorry this took so long. My brain unexpectedly switched from hyperfixating on egos to like 4 different fandoms and it hasn't switched back to egos yet

This isn't really based on the song (I couldn't get into it sorry) but you've been waiting so so long and my brain is kinda mush so here's headcanons on Wilf welcoming you back home after an adventure w Mark instead

Warnings: mentions of food and drink but it's not specified what

Masterlist

AO3

Acting as a main character in one of Mark’s stories is exhausting

Esp when you weren’t trained to be an actor

But you weren’t really an acting DA anymore after “the incident we don’t talk about”, so Mark dragging you along on make believe adventures was the best option

Sometimes you’d be gone for a week, other times you’d be gone for months

(One time you were gone for a whole year)

When you would be back was always relayed to the Egos, but sometimes Wilford knew before anybody else

They would get the message you’re returning tomorrow and Wilford has already been planning for a week off a “hunch”

He always makes sure your favorite food is prepared - everything from snacks to dessert

He sets up banners and streamers and large stereos, usually with help from the Jims

The moment you step into the door, you’re greeted with your favorite music, favorite food and drinks, and the man who planned it all pulling you into his arms in a bone-crushing hug

Wilf always calls you cute little nicknames too like “sugarplum”, “sweetheart”, etc etc

When you’re finally released from the hug, he always asks how the adventure was and gave you absolute free reign to rant about Actor to him

All the while he’s looking you up and down, making sure you’re not hurt or actually too tired to have a party

He doesn’t even know he does it, he’s brimming with too much energy to notice

You’re never hurt, thankfully (God knows what he would do to Actor if you were)

But if he sees you’re too tired for the party he set up, he slings an arm around your shoulders and in a snap you’re both upstairs in your room, already dressed in PJs

The food and drinks (or maybe a copy of them? You still weren’t sure) also managed to find their way spread along your desk

Wilf would act as a little servant, bringing you drinks and food (if you wanted any) and making sure you were totally comfortable

He always beelines right for the dessert, cursed with the world’s worst sweet tooth

And you’ll hang out, mindlessly talking about anything and everything you missed or experienced, sometimes sharing bites of each other’s food

Everybody else (who cared to take part in the celebration) could rock it up downstairs all the while you relaxed upstairs

If you weren’t too tired from your long excursion, Wilf would drag you along into the party

He’d reintroduce everyone like you were meeting them for the first time, but everyone would play along and welcome you back

You’d have to say hi to Dark later; he hates parties of any kind, and Wilford can only drag him into one so many times

Some of the egos would give you hugs, but if Wilford thought they were lingering too long, he’d drag you to the next person and glare at whoever the offender was (He’s jealous shh don’t tell him)

You could eat, drink, dance, whatever until the sun came up

But Wilford would always stick close by, prepared to carry you upstairs and tuck you in when the exhaustion finally hit

Because no matter how much he loves parties, he loves you more

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@writeawaythepain

@hyperfixat

@cryptidjester

@your-voice-is-mellifluous

#fanfic #fanfiction #markiplier #markiplier egos #wilford warfstache #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #wilford warfstache x reader #x reader #gn reader #x gn reader #gender neutral reader #x gender neutral reader #headcanons #request #requested

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hunkjodiefoster · 8 months

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Chapter 5: Plastic Heart

Characters: Melanie Cavill, Alexandra Cavill, Andre Layton, Bess Till, Ruth Wardell, Josie Wellstead, Bennett Knox

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, heavy angst, mentions of blood and gore, melanie being a tortured soul, domestic fluff, older woman crying, cuddling, alex being amazing

So much was happening all at once, the train sounded like it would fall apart from the wind and well now there was a half-conscious Melanie wrapped up in those tinfoil blankets you would find in a small first aid kit, it had been more than 48 hours since they got her from the cold lock, she had been asleep for that long,

Alex checked by the hour on the wounds on Melanie’s abdomen to see if they were bleeding through or not, when they were Alex would carefully dab them with rubbing alcohol, Melanie was so out of it she wouldn’t be able to feel it and thank god she didn’t Alex thought, she would also replace the gauze so it would be a new and clean and pray it did not get infected...both of them...there were two wounds, both appeared as something stabbed Melanie through her suit like a raw ripped off piece of shrapnel or metal and it flew into her at quite a speed, they were deep too, Alex pondered on the question of what and how.

Besides the many visible cuts and scars on Mel’s body Alex sat by her and watched her sleep for as long as she could until she eventually passed out holding her hand in between her turn of keeping an eye on her mother, nobody knows how long she was out, not even Ben, he didn’t want to disturb them by going into the bunk and waking them both up, it was also clear to everyone else at they did not want to be disturbed.

***

Melanie had on an oxygen mask to help her breathe again properly, all of a sudden she began to cough very violently, and that woke Alex up to the sound of her mother in pain, so she put her hand on her arm and tried to calm her and say sweet nothings the best she could. Melanie began to mumble words that were not understandable underneath the mask to form sentences.

“Mom?”

She grabbed the mask nozzle and pulled it off of her head still with her eyes closed “Go on, just take my plastic heart out! It’s not like I had a real one to you anyways...just take out my heart…..just rip it out…” Melanie’s sentences stopped along with her pulse, her breathing slowed down rapidly according to the small screen on the box attached to the wire.

“Mom!”

Alex panicked and quickly snatched the defibrillators from the side of the machine and turned on the setting on the box for the heart starting mode, Alex rubbed the two defibrillators together so she could build up the tension between the two starters and forcefully pushed them onto Melanie’s chest, luckily she gasped for air and eyes shot wide open, she sat up and jumped out of the bed her arms reaching for anything to grab onto and her hands clutched the collar of Alex’s jumpsuit and pulled her close to her face.

“Who are you?! Who am I?- Where am I?! Where's my daughter?!... WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?!!!”

Melanie pushed her up against one of the cabinets still from the collar rather violently picking her up a few inches, she was desperate for answers and her vision was far from good but right now it was starting to clear up from being exposed to room temperatures.

Alex was scared, scared like she witnessed Wilford again from when she was little, she hadn't felt this afraid in a long time, a tear dropped from her eyes.

“WHERE IS SHE?!!!-” Melanie was cut off.

“Mom? Melanie, it’s me, your daughter Alexandra, your name is Melanie Cavill, you’re on the first ten cars of the train you built ‘Snowpiercer’ to save humanity, I’m not going to hurt you...I never would-”

A pound on the door came “Is everything okay in there?” most likely Layton.

“Everything is fine!”

“Allie?”

“Yes, mom it’s me” Alex smiled.

And just as Melanie’s eyes came back to normal and her memory was jogged back into place, she could see for the first time in what seemed like forever, she let go of Alex and as fast as she could she backed away slamming herself against the opposite wall, Alex let her tears fall a bit as she slowly walked over to her mother very slowly.

“Stay away, don’t come near me!”

“Hey hey it’s alright” Alex kneeled down to her and Melanie stood up, so Alex got up again, this time Melanie did not move, instead she just looked down towards her feet silently, crying, her lips were trembling trying to find words for her actions and what she just did. Alex slowly touched her mom’s cheek and tilted her face up, she noticed yet another cut on her lip, her mom did not look at her.

“You don’t have to be afraid anymore, I will never hurt you” she used her other hand to hold her’s.

Melanie finally looked at her daughter and she leaned into the soft touch, her heart breaks “I-...I- I hurt you- I hurt you-” Mel collapsed into Alex’s arms pulling her in tight as much as she could never letting her go, sobbing she kissed her forehead, Allie let it out too, wrapping her arms around her waist, she feels something trail down Mel’s black tank top.

“Mom you’re bleeding”

Melanie did not move so Alex carefully moved her to the bed.

“Um alright” she whipped her eyes “here sit down” she did so guiding her and sitting her down, Allie got the kit again preparing the new gauze and rubbing alcohol, Mel just watched her do that silent, she came back over and grabbed a stool that was resting on the coffee maker “can you hold up your shirt a little bit?” Mel whimpered from the blood unsticking to the shirt “this is going to hurt like a bicth” Alex handed her another shirt to go in her mouth so she wouldn’t bite off her tongue “3, 2, 1-” Melanie let out a muffled blood-curdling scream of pain from the alcohol pad.

***

Hours passed after Alex patched up the one puncture wound Mel had, now they were both exhausted from the crying and pain so Allie decided to make some dinner for them, she made mac and cheese, a child-like meal that was innocent she thought of, while they were eating Melanie chimed in.

“I don’t deserve you, you’re too good for me”

Alex stopped eating not knowing how to respond to that she spoke something else and asked;

“Who were you talking to in your sleep? What’s a ‘plastic heart’?” she knew she shouldn’t have asked and instantly regretted it, Melanie responded with one word;

“Him”

And that’s all Alex needed to know at that moment “plastic heart means someone who doesn’t have emotions or feelings”

“Oh,” silence was followed “you do not have that you hear me, you have a warm and kind soul” “I’m not sure anymore, I-” Melanie’s eyes welled up again “I know everything I felt, that’s for sure...I don’t want to go back out that door...I don’t want to know what will be waiting for me behind it...I know we are going back to the others… I don’t know how they will react to me, I know all the horrible things I’ve done, but I do know I am going to kill him, All I want is to be at peace Allie, to be your mom again, to take care of you...to do what we missed out on because I want to do so many things with you and I missed you so much......” Melanie’s tearing frown turned into a soft happy one “Actually, there’s one we can do now?”

“Oh yeah? Alex smiled “What’s that?”

***

It was officially dark out now, they were both in bed holding each other, cuddling was on Mel’s list and Alex wants to do it every day they can, Melanie had her arms over Alex holding her close, rubbing circles on her back, breathing in the scent of her hair, pressing kisses to her head to tell her she loves her, she couldn't be any more content than she was now, Mel was truly happy, and so was Alex, this has been the most relaxed she has ever felt in her life, Alex once again pondered the question ‘what happened out there?’ she didn’t want to start another break down right now so she’ll ask tomorrow when she knows it’ll be okay to do so. She nuzzled her face into Mel’s shirt even more to comfort the both of them.

“Oh god I’m so sorry Allie, I never in a million years would want to hurt you, do you understand?” her voice cracked.

Alex’s heart was breaking again from just the thought of Mel being this hard on herself “There’s nothing to be sorry for, you didn’t know it was me, but yes I understand” Melanie had the waterworks turned on again.

“I love you mom, I love you so much, please never leave me again?” tears rolled down her cheek

“No, never again, I promise, you are my top and only priority now, I love you so much honey, you are my hope, the love of my life and I wished I did everything and more for you, I am going to do that now, I love you, Allie, nothing is going to hurt you” she rubbed her back more as Alex was sobbing into her shirt seeking comfort.

“Nothing’s going to hurt you baby”

#melanie cavill #snowpiercer #snowpiercer netflix #jennifer connelly #snowpiercer tv #alexandra cavill #ruth wardell #andre layton #joseph wilford

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sixpossumsinaclownsuit · 2 years

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Hello, Tumblr! This is Red Batty speaking.

I'm all done with school now so, hey! I thought I'd open my ask box for fic requests.

I'm not ready to do straight up smut, but I'm not against something spicier either. I'll just have to make the final call, but I can do the same prompt but milder if I'm not comfortable with the ask. No Yandere either, there's too many impressionable teens on this hell site that might think that's true love and I'm not risking it.

Below are the characters I'm willing to write for!

DC

Justice League Dark

John Constantine

Etrigan/Jason Blood

Zatanna Zatara

Deadman/Boston Brand

Batman/Batfamily

Batman/Bruce Wayne

Robert Pattinson/Batman 2022 version

Comics version

Christian Bale/Dark Knight version

Arkham games version

Anything more niche than that literally just ask I'm probably down, like if he's voiced by Kevin Conroy, I'll probably write for him

Nightwing/Dick Grayson

Red Hood/Jason Todd

I haven't played Arkham Knight yet so Arkham!Jason isn't available yet

Red Robin/Tim Drake

Oracle/Barbara Gordon

I can do Batgirl!Babs also

Batgirl/Cassandra Kain

Spoiler/Stephanie Brown

I'm also open to do Spotlight/Duke Thomas but I know f$%king nothing about him so if its an ask generic enough to apply to any Robin I'm down.

Rogues Gallery

Comics, Arkham games and animated series versions only right now. Well, that and Nolan!Rogues. Just not Bane, don't make me write fic for Rises.

I could do Gotham but it'd have to be plot nonspecific or you'd have to be specific about the ask (not against that) but still,,, yeah ahem anyways

Harley Quinn

Arkham games version

Comics version

Animated series version

Still haven't seen BoP or Suicide Squad so not those versions yet,,, sorry gang

Poison Ivy

I WILL do Harlivy if requested, and Harlivy x reader, and Harlivy x Selina x reader… Basically just send me your ideal fictional polycule and I'll do it. Love wins.

Mad Hatter/Jervis Tetch

Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane

WOOF Cillian Murphy too fine, if not specified that's the version I'm writing

Riddler/Edward Nygma

NOT PAUL DANO VERSION. I'm sorry but the 2022 la version is a little creep and I won't write fic for him

If I get a Joker ask It better be the f$%king Lego Joker ONLY.

Bane

Catwoman/Selina Kyle

Zoe Kravitz Selina my beloved, so hmu for 2022!Selina if you like also

Uhhhh I'm tired and ran out of ideas, If I missed one literally just ask

Justice League

just animated series and comics. No, I haven't seen Snyderverse. Yes, I'll be a little bitchy about it. Shazam and Aquaman and Wonder Woman can stay though. I'll write for live action Aquaman and WW, but not Shazam bc he's. Literally a child. Mkay.

Superman/Clark Kent

Batman (see above)

Green Lantern

John Stewart

Hal Jordan

Wonder Woman/Diana Prince

Aquaman/Arthur Curry

Flash

Wally West

Barry Allen

Green Arrow/Oliver Queen

Haven't seen Arrow in years so bear with me if you want arrowverse!Ollie

Arcane (League of Legends)

Vi

Caitlin

Vi x Caitlin x Reader or any other polycule for that matter

Viktor

Jayce

Silco

Vander

Jinx

Fallout 4

Nick Valentine

Hancock

Piper

Preston Garvey

If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u

Skyrim

Brynjolf

Mercer Frey

Vilkas

Farkas

Aela

Serana

Cicero

Adrianne and Ulfberth War-Bear (at Shieldmaiden's)

this one is niche as hell they're not even companions or marriable but I'm putting it on the list

If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u

Markiplier Egos

Damien/Darkiplier

Engineer!Mark

William (the colonel)/Wilford (motherloving) Warfstache

Yancy

Illinois Jonesiplier

Heist!Mark (I'm not sure if this is Actor!Mark or not but oh well he's on the list)

Antisepticeye (he almost counts)

Mortal Kombat

I'll do the game or the movie I'm just a bit rustier on game lore, pls bear with me.

Scorpion/Hanzo Hasashi

Sub-Zero/Kuai Liang

Kenshi

Liu Kang

Raiden

Johnny Cage

Sonya Blade

Johnny x Sonya or Johnny x Sonya x reader

Jax Briggs

Kitana

Kano

Kotal Khan

Jade

Cassie Cage

Jacqui Briggs

Kung Jin

Takeda

Marvel

I'm having a bit of a love/hate relationship with the MCU right now so these are the few I'm writing for, if there's someone you want me to write for from comics lore, just hmu and we'll see what I can do for you

Moon Knight

Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, all together or individually

Doctor Stephen Strange

**or any of his variants.

Also AUs. I'm down for AUs like "in this universe of DS he's like [blank]" so when mcu!DS comes through its like [blank]... you get the idea.

Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximo

Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

I'll do Peter Maximoff also but X-men get their own special section, see below

Loki

2012!Loki

TVA!Loki

President!Loki

Disneyland Loki

X-Men

Its not that I think I'm better than people because I prefer writing comics/animated series it's just. I know that better. And the movies make my head hurt sometimes but a few of them are cool it's literally random so just. Ask.

Cyclops/Scott Summers

(This one for my bestie mwah)

Emma Frost

Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

Deadpool (does he count? Fuck it, he was a trainee)

Colossus/Piotr Rasputin

Mystique/Raven Darkhölme

Magneto/Erik (Magnus) Lensherr

This is one I will write straight from the movies because good lord is his character hot as fuck compelling and a dilf well written

Shadowcat/Kitty Pride

Rogue/Anna-Marie

Gambit/Remy LeBeau

Gambit x Rogue x reader, and any other polycule basically

Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

Storm/Ororo Munroe

There's so many at this point I can't remember them all just ask

Defenders

Daredevil/Matt Murdock

Jessica Jones

Foggy Nelson

Karen Page

Punisher/Frank Castle

I ask that you keep my punisher reqs spoiler free as I'm catching up on the show right now

Spiderverse

Peter Parker

Peter B. (ITSV)

Tom Holland

Andrew Garfield

Tobey Maguire

(I'm rustier on the live action babies so give me grace here)

Spiderman 2099/Miguel O'hara

Spider!Gwen

Spiderman Noir

Spider!Gwen x Andrew Garfield!Spiderman

Spiderman/Miles Morales

He WILL be aged up or shipped with a teen reader, anything else will get doused in gasoline and set on fire.

Eddie Brock/Venom

Note: I'm more willing to do spiderverse x ocs bc I know the spidersona brainrot is real. Hell, at this point, I might do oc x oc content for spiderverse because I've been there (and I've got a bestie with two spider ocs in a ship, love u cas)

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius

Doc Ock/Liv Octavius

Lmao I might do liv x aunt may if its funny or wholesome enough

Mysterio/Quentin Beck

It'll only be mcu!beck if explicitly stated that's what you want.

Green Goblin/Norman Osborne

Electro/Max Dillon

Sandman/Flint Marko

Lizard/Dr. Curtis Connors

If you think I'm missing someone just ask

Umbrella Academy

Luther Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

Fka Vanya for anyone not up to speed, he's going by Viktor now that Elliot Page has come out

I will not use she/her pronouns or the name Vanya, if I get a req for Vanya it will be written for Viktor.

Nolan!Verse: Inception & Tenet

Robert Fischer

Eames

Arthur

Saito

Ariadne

I'll do he/him or she/her pronouns for Ariadne following Elliot coming out

The Protagonist

Neil

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justyoursicanon · 2 years

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Ok I wanna move on from my last post because I just wanna be comfortable, so before i got that bot message i was happily enjoying reading some wilford/abe content. Their friendship and or relationship is so fucking cute like AH-

And while reading I tried to remember like Wilford's accent and I just started thinking he sounded like fucking goofy 'hAhA GarSh' the character goofy and i couldnt stop laughing so i rewatched wmlw

And boy did my laughter not stop.

Re watching it was a rollercoaster of laughter and I just loved it. (Its now my comfort video when Im sad ^^)

And here are some of my favorite parts that i took pics of:

JUST- THE WAY HE REALIZED AND JUST WENT SOFT. REMEMBERING WHO THEY WERE WHEN THEY MET SJHDJEB

This made my heart melt so much, the squeak noise made it even better.

Do i even need to explain this last one? Like just the way Wilford immidiately tried to comfort Abe in a way just hurt me so much because he knows the feeling and after years of not seeing him he didnt want Abe to feel like that as well and i just broke.

Anyways thats my long rant, this made me slightly better thanks from the laughs and emotional parts :DD

#SiC anon rants #wilford warfstache #abe the detective #abestache #wilford motherloving warfstache #wmlm

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bonesandquills · 2 years

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So I've read pink ice about 17 times now and i love you're writing and like desperately need like heart shattering soul crushing wilford angst like maybe wilford having an episode and accidentally shoots and kills reader?

Let’s celebrate my first official ask with some trauma ;)

Trigger Warning: Major Character Death, Suicidal Themes

Was It My Fault?

Wilford Warfstache x Reader

He held the gun, the well worn metal pieces clinking softly as his hand shook.

It clicked as he spun the chamber, and he stared, transfixed, at the rotating metal. When it came to a stop, he held it up to his head and pulled the trigger.

The hammer struck with a hollow click. Another empty.

So far, this game of roulette was proving rather boring.

If anyone had been in the room in that moment, the maddened look in his eyes would have sent shivers down their spine.

His grin seemed stretched too wide, his hair was messy and falling over his cold, empty brown eyes.

He spun the chamber again, and pressed the cool metal barrel to his temple. He felt his heart race, a feeling that was lost to him most times. The coolness was comforting. Like an old friend.

And old friend….

Suddenly, there came a soft knock on the door. The sound was enough to snap Wilford out of his stupor. The life returned to his eyes, and he sat up a little straighter. You must have come home.

He shoved the gun under the pillow of his bed and ran a hand through his untidy pink hair to straighten it.

He went over to the heavy manor door and pulled it open, barely giving you time to say hello before he drew you into a backbreaking hug.

“Mmf-! Hello, Wil.”

You smiled and hugged the broad-chested man back the best you could from your place in his arms. Wilford, when it came to your relationship, was clingy and very, very sweet. Almost like cotton candy.

Though you knew how dangerous he could really be. You were confident, however, that he would never hurt you.

Finally, the bubbly man let you go, his smile turning up the corners of his pink mustache. Though your feet were back on the ground, his arms never left your waist.

“Hello, gumdrop!” He chattered excitedly. “You’re finally home!”

You laughed slightly. “Yes, Wil, I’m home.”

He leaned down and gave you a long kiss, which you accepted gladly. He tasted sweet, like bubblegum.

He grabbed your hand and pulled you back into the room, closing the door behind him, never breaking the kiss.

He loved you, there was no doubt about that to him. More, he thought, than he had loved Celine. Though his heart suddenly ached at the thought of her, it was quickly dispelled by the feeling of you against him. You were the only other thing since the… accident that could make his heart race. That and his trusty pistol.

You gently pulled back from the kiss to catch your breath, laughing quietly. Wilford often forgot that you were mortal, and needed to breathe.

He responded with a low chuckle, and buried his face into your shoulder. His mustache tickled your skin, and you laughed, trying to push him off you.

Sensing your efforts, he simply went limp. The sudden weight on you made you collapse backwards onto the bed, with him on top of you. You laughed more, and he shot you a wide grin.

“Falling for me already?”

“Shut up,” you huffed, then shifted to sit up. As you did, however, the pillow moved from its place. You stiffened as you caught sight of the gun’s handle, and the mood quickly darkened.

You looked back and Wil, stern with narrowed eyes. “…You’ve been playing roulette again.”

Before he could answer, you grabbed the gun and rolled out from under him, dashing to the other side of the room.

He looked at you with worried eyes, his brain beginning to fog. With the gun out of his hands, and old memory began to surface.

“Worthless,” Celine said, holding his gun and staring at him with angry eyes. “Absolutely worthless. You were supposed to be with Mark, and instead you’re out hunting…”

She tossed the weapon to one side, and he winced at the clattering sound it made against the solid oak floor. “I could have been found out! My marriage, my position, my status… I thought you cared about me! You almost ruined me!”

It was always ‘me’. Never ‘us’. Never ‘we’.

Always about her.

He felt the anger start to build. Celine had ruined him, taken his brothers’ trust from him, made him out to be the bad guy…

And as he looked back at you, he didn’t see you at all.

He saw Celine.

Celine stood in front of him, her veil over her eyes and his gun in her hand. Rage flared up inside of him.

“Bitch,” he sneered. “You took everything from me.”

You tensed slightly at the tone, the word stinging a bit. You decided to ignore it and try to calm him down.

“Wilford… take a deep breath…”

“Don’t tell me what to do!” He snapped, striding closer to you, his fists balled in anger. “Everything would have been fine if I’d never gotten involved with you and your freeloading!”

You felt tears start to prick your eyes. You didn’t understand, everything a second ago had seemed just fine.

As he got closer, you tried to stand up straighter, to look stern.

He leaned closer to you and tried hard not to flinch. His tone was dripping with malice as he spoke again.

“I fucking hate you.”

You had tears running down your face now. You didn’t even flinch as Wilford grabbed the gun from your hand and pointed it at you.

There was the sound of gunfire, and everything went dark.

Wilford watched you fall, blood pooling from the hole in your chest. But something was off…

It wasn’t Celine who fell, it was you.

His eyes widened, and he caught you before you fell, getting soaking his shirt in blood, the crimson standing out against the pink.

“No…. No, gumdrop, please…. Please.”

You didn’t respond.

He snapped then.

Everything faded together. He clung to you, soaked in your blood. He stared at your glassy eyes for a moment before he started to laugh, tears streaming down his own face.

“Ah, cupcake… you always knew how to play a good joke. Heh… Cmon, sweetheart… wake up, you got me.”

He held you until you turned cold, his sobbing laughs echoing through the manor.

#wilford warfstache #x reader #main character death #roulette #strong angst #tw sui ideation #Celine and Wilford shippers #this is not for you

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oliveris-tired · 2 years

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You know what's better than fan-art?

SELF INSERT FAN-ART

So I drew myself with Wilford Warfstache (My biggest comfort character :)

Imma do this kinda stuff with all my comfort characters/kins (and I have a LOT of them lol)

Wilford is a character made and played by @markiplier

#wilford warfstache #markiplier fanart #art #art style #my art #artwork #sketches #artists on tumblr #ollietheacecard #digital drawing #markiplier egos #markiplier #a heist with markiplier #mark fischbach #ollietheaceofhearts

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westanthewaterman · 2 years

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Hello!

I’m Westan, but you can call me West if you want!

This is my side blog where I write mainly for the Markiplier Cinematic Universe. I follow and interact from inspacewithchica

!!! I BLOCK MINORS !!!

ATTENTION: Please, please don’t send me any asks or tag me in anything bug related. I also encourage people to tag for bugs/insects/spiders. Thank you!

Latest Fic: Lurking in the Shadows - Murdock x GN!Reader

Claimed Anon List

On a semi writing hiatus!

Requests

Fics: CLOSED Drabbles: CLOSED Headcanons: CLOSED

Please read under the cut before sending me a request! :)

Request Guidelines

These aren’t required but it will help me make sure I’m filling your request to the best of my ability!

Please specify:

SFW or NSFW

Drabble, Headcanon, or Fic

Reader pronouns/AGAB

Romantic, Platonic, etc

Any prompts you would like (please send the actual prompt sentence, not just the number thank you!)

Characters I will write for:

*=sfw only

#=drabbles, and headcanons only

Annus #

Aurthur (aka Author)

Bing

Captain Magnum *#

Damien

Dark

Dr. Iplier

Engineer!Mark

Eric Derekson

God of Night

Google

Heehoo #

Illinois James

Marcus (aka Actor!Mark)

Murdock (aka Murderplier)

Noir!Mark

Stan the Water Man *#

The Host

The Jims #

Porniplier #

Wilford Warfstache

William J Barnum #

Yancy

Things I will write:

SFW or NSFW

F/M/GN/AFAB/AMAB Reader

Ego x reader x Ego

Ego x Ego

(this one is up to my discretion, I’m more comfortable with some ships than others)

Things I won’t write:

Please don’t send asks about these topics, unless you are asking about my boundaries regarding them, thanks!

Pregnancy

(breeding kink is fine)

Oral sex

CNC/Non-con

Rape

Incest

Pedophilia/Underage

Watersports/Scat

Foot fetish

Master/Slave

Hard pet play

(eating from a bowl, being in a cage)

Boot worship

Sir kink

Abuse

Hard impact play

(canes, paddles, floggers, etc, riding crop is okay)

Self-harm/Suicide

Menstruation/Periods/Abortion

Character Tags:

Annus/Mori - Sandman

Antisepticeye - Glitch Bitch

Author - Narration Nightmare

Bing - Bot Boi

Bim - Hungry Host

Captain/District Attorney - The Watcher

Captain Magnum - Tag Coming Soon

Damien - Mayor Man

Dark - 3D Fucker

Detective Abe - Detective Dork

Dr. Iplier - Doctor Doctor

Engineer!Mark - Engineer Egghead

Eric Derekson - Anxious Angel

God of Night - Divorced Deity

Google - Goog

Heehoo - Cave Cryptid

Heist!Mark - Thicc Thief

Illinois James - Indiana Jones Knockoff

Jameson Jackson - Dapper Gentleman

Jim Twins - Slim Jims

Marcus (aka Actor!Mark) - Drama King

Murdock (aka Murderplier) - Smooth Criminal

Noir!Mark - Detective Dreamy

Stan the Water Man - Tag Coming Soon

The Host - Radio Host

Porniplier - Pizza Prick

Wilford Warfstache - Pink Maniac

William J Barnum - Colonel Mustard

Yancy - Jailbird

General Tags:

West Whispers - talky stuff, asks, not writing

West Writes - all my writing

West is at Work - if I’m tagging things with this, that means I am at work, send me things to help my shift go by faster

Friends - mutuals and askbox friends

Horny Gang - anything involving the Horny Gang (Echo, W, + Nines)

Guilty Pleasure Hours - it’s late and I don’t want to go to bed so send me your guilty pleasures

SFW - read these in a public place

NSFT - read these in a public place if ur freaky

Events:

Milestone Celebration Masterlist

Kinktober Masterlist 2022

#master post #west writes

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red-of-hells-kitchen · 2 years

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alright here's some more headcanons but it's not all directly related to ISWM. this is just markiplier character sexuality/gender headcanons. since i'm assuming a lot of the characters have some sort of attraction to y/n and their gender depends on you, the viewer, there's going to be a lot of bi labels. i'm also not going to label anyone as straight, gay, or lesbian for this fact as well.

all my opinions

starting off with a pretty obvious one; wilford warfstache. a pansexual king, gives me either agender or genderfluid vibes. uses all pronouns because after he descended into madness after the WKM events he stopped caring about what people perceive him as.

onto damien: i feel like he's just bi and uses he/they, but still identifies as cis.

actor mark: i want to be nice. but this man makes me want to strangle him. take your bisexual label and get out of here, simp.

celine: omnisexual queen, imo. also gives me demigirl vibes, but uses they/she. we love a witchy queen.

darkiplier: genderfluid, uses they/she/he without preference. due to dark being celine and damien i'll just say bi for them.

abe: my boy!! bi, but still unsure about it, yknow what i mean? if you asked him for his pronouns he'd be confused, but after it's explained to him he'd say he/him.

illinois: pansexual and ftm trans king, he has the vibes. he uses the confidence and cockiness to appear more masculine. he/him, we stan a trans king.

yancy: unlabeled sexuality, tends to just say queer. nonbinary vibes, uses they/he. he's a theater kid, did you think he'd be cis?

captain magnum: didn't expect to see him here, did ya? simple bi vibes, cis man. if you asked his pronouns he would say cap/tain but then after an explanation he'd say he/him.

the jims: man i'm just gonna say he/they bi kings. the they is because they're literally multiple people.

bingiplier: a they/he/it pan king! also agender due to being a literal search engine. also just gives those vibes anyway.

googleplier: it/they. triple a battery with aro/ace/agender. it honestly just wants to take over the world ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

space mark: i feel like space mark would use he/they and use neopronouns like star/stars or something cutely space related. probably either nonbinary or elsewhere under the umbrella. also panseuxal.

noir mark: bi and he/they, would probably joke about using neopronouns like bul/let but wouldn't be serious about it. cis man but is comfortable in his masculinity.

gunther: another pan king, but i feel he'd be panromantic and ace. i feel like he understands romance and physical affection but has no idea what sexual attraction is like. also cis.

celci: demiromantic, but a biseuxal queen. celci would be the one on the Invincible that explained sexualities, genders, and pronouns to the rest of the crew and made them all have their queer awakenings. nonbinary, they/she.

burt: mans gives me aro/ace vibes, but is open to queerplatonic relationships. cis, but again, comfortable in his masculinity and wouldn't mind he/they being used for them to normalize it.

wug: depends on the wug you happen to come across, but to specify for the wug we meet (not the one that's lady's friend in the noir route), i'd say just mainly uses wug as a pronoun, but is open to he/they being used.

bandit: they/them all the way. you have no idea how much i love bandit. they'd probably say their gender is unknown to humans, and if asked they'd say bi and nonbinary, for human minds to comprehend.

lady: would say something about how human labels are so useless and refuse to answer.

that's all i can think of for right now, if you wanna know my thoughts on any other mark egos/characters i missed, lmk!

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writtengalaxies · 1 year

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A Comforting Hand

Characters: Wilford Warfstache, GN!Reader

Word Count: 632

Spicy Rating: Just some good Wilf comfort, as requested (and as a treat) for someone on Discord!

"What's the matter there, gumdrop?"

Disco-loving, self-described hard-hitting journalist, and all around general force of nature that was named one Wilford Warfstache looked down at you, his head tilted to the side like a confused dog. He was normally uncaring about who got caught up in the crossfire of his shenanigans...until it came to his crew. He treated his crew well, better than anything out there you were aware of. Maybe it could be chalked up to the fear of his producer, who was the only person you knew of who could truly reign him in, maybe it was a soft side he never really revealed to his guests.

It didn't matter too much in this moment, as he crouched down next to you, where you had been sitting on the floor, your knees drawn to your chest, arms wrapped tight around them to provide a small sense of security.

"It's...I'm fine," you tried to say, your smile far too weak for even the most gullible person to believe. Wilford frowned, shaking his head.

"None of that now. Ol' Wilfy isn't going to judge you for anything you say. I've seen, heard, and done it all at this point. Now, out with it."

You frowned, more to yourself than anything else as you tried to find the words. Wilford gently pulled one of your hands away from where it had been, warming it between his callused fingers. He gently pressed his thumb against the back of your hand, rubbing small soothing circles in place there. You focused on that, on taking in the details of his hands that you hadn't been able to before.

There were many scars there, amongst the calluses along his fingers and palms. Some were thin, likely from one of the many knives he carried. Some were older and dark with age, possibly burns. A few had tell-tale puckered notes, likely old stitches. Despite the layered, aged injuries, his touch was gentle and caring.

It let you take a breath, and speak about what was troubling you.

Today's had just been a matter of mishap after mishap that left you feeling poorly. There was a faint thread of anxiety that had tangled into a larger, coiling knot until it threatened to swallow you whole. You had tried to push it all down, determined to finish your work first, until one tiny thing had become the straw that broke the camel's back, and you weren't doing great. Honestly, until he had found you, you had cried so hard that you were dehydrated and unable to cry more.

As you spoke, he sidled in next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you in tight. His arms became an anchor, a solid grounding force for you.

"Do you want some words of wisdom, or you just needed to voice this all?"

"I...I feel better just saying it, but...if you have something to say...?"

"You, gumdrop, are much better than your anxiety tells you. I've known plenty of terrible people out there, and I'm sure some out there say I am too. But you? No, not you. This is just a bad day, and we all get those, no matter how terrible it feels. Any time things start getting too tough for you to handle alone, you come find me. I'll give you a big hug and we can face it down together. How's that sound?"

"I don't want to be a bother..."

"Nonsense! Never a bother. If you don't come find me, I'll come find you. That's a promise. Or a threat. Maybe both. Probably both. Ah, no matter. What matters is, you're not alone. I'm here with you." You smiled, barely nodding. "Right! Now let's get you hydrated again, can't have my favorite assistant being dehydrated!"

#shooty patootie #my writing #wilford warfstache #wilford motherloving warfstache #markiplier egos #gn!reader

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 8 months

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“𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆”

See my masterlist here!

—❢—

×A/N×

Hi! ^^

This is first version of my previous Damien x Reader oneshot.

The original genre was angst mixed with fluff. The angst part is very bad, but I think the fluff part is fine :D

×❢ About my work ❢×

the reader's death, Abe the Detective's death, gun warning, the universe is the wkm, Damien comforts Y/N-, fluff, shitty angst

Type: Oneshot

Fandom: Markiplier Cinematic Universe (WKM)

Character(s): Damien, Y/N, The Colonel, Abe the Detective

Ship(s): Damien x Reader

—❢—

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: (I don't have one yet-)

Your heart beated very fast and very loud. You could feel how The Colonel shaking next to you.

Frustration and anger were in the air.

You could tell that The Colonel will lose the control soon.

"Well, you're one to talk about friends, you murderer!" said the Detective while pointed the gun on Wilford. As the thunder cracked, you yelped a little.

"I didn't kill anybody! This is madness!" shouted Wilford, the gun was shaking with his hands.

You were scared. You shaked crazily. You didn't know what to do, you just hoped about nothing bad will happen.

"Oh you wanna talk about madness? Madness is stealing your best friend's wife." You felt as the adrenaline grows in both of them, especially in The Colonel.

"Madness is squeezing him for cash to fund your own sick sexual explicits with that very woman–"

"Shut up!" yelled William. You tried to calm him down, but he ignored or pushed you away from him. Your actions were useless.

You didn't know what to do. Your friends were nowhere. You couldn't ask for help. You were alone. You felt as tears growning in your eyes. You were panicking.

"Madness" continued his monologue the Detective. Like you three needed more frustration. "is plotting the death of your childhood friend because you can't handle the–" You catched Wilford's arm, like you could change anything... But it was too late. You heard the loud sound, and saw in your side of your eyes as the Detective fell on the ground. Wilford turned to you quickly at your touch and pointed the gun at you. That's when you felt the pain in your chest, your vision got blurry as you fell.

"It was an accident."

The last thing that you heard before the darkness.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

"Y/N!" you heard a soft tone with a gentle touch on your back. "Y/N, wake up. Wake up, Dear." Damien? You still shaked. You couldn't process what happened. Why is Damien here? And where is 'here'?

The person helped you stand up. You felt like the whole world would spin with you.You felt as you fell into the person's arm. This smell, the soft touch of the fabric, this voice... No, it can't be. You vision got cleaner. You looked up at the person. You felt as your heart skip a beat as you looked in his eyes.

"Damien?" your vision got blurry again, this time of the tears in your eyes.

"Yes, Dear?" He was still holding you gently. You still shaked like hell, starting crying again as you squeezed his uniform. This all were too much for you. First you feel a bullet in your chest as you slowly bleed to death, then you wake up in this creepy, dark place, with your dead friend's arms.

"Hey, it's okay!" he whispered in your ear as he hugged you tightly.

"Everything will be okay, Darling."

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