#yandere silver shepherd

[franklyshipping]

Home Is Where The Laughter Is ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic

WOOOO HERE WE HAVE A GLORIOUS ANON PROMPT SHOWCASING MY FAVOURITE POLY! LET’S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @silvlee-shepherd @yandere-ipli-ler and @thehostofleetrature

Sometimes it can be hard to find time as a couple, especially when both of you lead very busy lives. However, it can be much harder when you’re a polyamory of three with a superhero, vigilante and multi-media all-seeing host. This was the case with Silver Shepherd, Yandere and The Host most of the time… but not today. Over the past few weeks and months Silver’s heroic duties had him working flat-out, Yandere had been teaching some of the other egos self-defence on top of their regular work, and the Host had been writing countless things non-stop. But today they were free to just be with each other, with no other commitments taking their time away from them. As a result… there was mischief afoot.

Host and Yandere had teamed up, setting up pranks galore especially for their darling hero, all with a tickly theme of course. Silver had just tumbled out of a closet which had been turned into an evil container of feathers, with arm holes in the sides where Host and Yan had reached through to poke and squeeze his tickle spots. Silver was red-faced and still giggling as he narrowed his eyes at his lovers, who were grinning and playfully wiggling their fingers at him.

‘Aww, I had no idea the mighty Silver Shepherd was weak to feathers!’

‘Indeed. Can you imagine if his adversaries found out?’

Yandere and Host teased, making Silver’s flush darken as he smiled bashfully; they always knew just how to tease him to get him all flustered. But as we all know… Silver is a hero, and heroes do not let villainy go unchecked. He smiled, his gaze flicking between them both as he caught his breath. His fingers twitched by his sides as he spoke.

‘You two are gonna pay for this.’

Yandere and Host sensed the change in his mood, and both smiled giddily when Silver smirked and whispered.

‘Run.’

The Host and Yandere started running, Yandere squealing with excitement as the Host flushed and quietly giggled, his giddiness building. The two of them held hands as they hurried through the manor with Silver hot on their trail… though they weren’t running too fast. Silver grinned as he chased them, knowing that in the end his darlings wanted nothing more than to be caught by him. Host and Yandere bolted into the poly’s shared bedroom, and froze in place when Silver burst in behind them and slammed the door, smirking as his gaze fixed on them. They both gulped as they backed towards the bed… before Silver launched himself at them.

‘EEEEP! Sihilvy nuhuh!’

Yandere shrieked as they and Host found themselves on their backs on the comfy bed, with Silver looming on top of them with a goofy grin and wiggling fingers. The Host half-hid his face in his hands as Silver winked playfully.

‘Silvy yeees!’

The hero started sporadically poking and scratching at his lovers’ tummies, making Yandere giggle brightly as the Host squeaked and tried to curl up.

‘Nononohoho S-Sihilver wahahait!’

‘Wait for you to prank me again? Yeah I don’t think so mister!’

The Host snorted cutely, hiding in Yandere’s shoulder as Yan weakly bapped at Silver.

‘Wehehe dihid ihihit ohout ohof lohove!’

Silver snorted now, shaking his head fondly as he teased.

‘Aww you did it out of love? That’s so sweet of you! You must let me return the favour sweet-cheeks!’

Silver tickled all over their tummies relentlessly, making sure to use every technique in the tickling handbook: scratches, traces, pinches, squeezes, vibrating his fingers, and even a few air tickles because he felt like it. Yandere and the Host were both giggly messes, but as Silver’s tickles started inching towards their waists their giggles got louder, especially the Host’s – as a result, he ended up blurting out something rather desperately.

‘The clohohoset wahas Yahahanny’s ihideahaha!’

‘HOSTY YOU TRAITOR!’

Yandere squealed, their eyes going wide as they gaped at him… and then they gulped, because Silver’s tickling had stopped. Part of the Host felt guilty when Silver’s eyes locked onto Yanny, but he couldn’t help but smile when Silver smirked with the brightest mischief known to mankind.

‘Ohhh you’re so getting it!’

Yandere let out a bright scream of laughter as Silver latched onto their hips, squeezing evilly and making Yandere descend into hysterical cackles. The Host melted at the sound, and decided that he might as well go all the way with his treachery. He sat up with a happy smirk and pinned Yandere’s hands above their head, making them whine adorably at his betrayal.

‘NAHAHA NOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR!’

‘All is fair in love and tickles darling.’

The Host teased, before placing a warm kiss against Yandere’s forehead to make them blush. Silver smiled lovingly at them both, and giggled as he started spidering Yan’s hips.

‘Aww look at that blush! You got a crush on us or something?’

Yandere’s face got even hotter – the one thing that flustered them more than anything was when Host and Silver got all flirty with them. They smiled bashfully through their mirth, getting countless butterflies in their stomach.

‘MAHAHAHAYBEHE!’

Silver gasped dramatically as the Host chuckled, and Silver teased his fingertips over the tops of Yandere’s thighs, scratching softly to keep Yan giggling brightly as the hero cooed.

‘Yeah? Well maybe we can take you out to dinner… after you’ve been tickled to smithereens. Sound good cutie?’

Yandere felt like they were going to combust from all the teasing, tickling and flirting! They adored it all of course, but that didn’t stop them from pouting adorably.

‘Yohohou’re ahaha meheheanie tehehehease!’

Silver giggled fondly, raising an eyebrow down at Yandere as he cheekily skittered his blunt nails against their inner thighs – he really was feeling rather merciless today.

‘Oh yeah? Remind me who started this whole mean teasy prank saga?’

Yandere’s blush crept down their neck, making the Host chuckle as he continued to perceive everything. It made him feel so warm and happy inside, hearing Silver’s excited teases, feeling Yandere getting all flustered and happy. It was everything he’d been missing and more. But now he gulped… because he registered Yandere’s giggly reply.

‘Hohohosty dihihid! I-It wahas his ideaha to spihike your cohocoa with Maharvy’s tickle pohollen in the fihirst plahahace!’

‘WHAT?!’

Silver gasped, blushing at the mere memory of the evil internal tickles that had had him rolling about on the floor in hysterics. He had mercy on Yandere as he gaped at the Host, who had gone bright red with nerves. The Host opened his mouth, then closed it and immediately tried to bolt off the bed.

‘OH NO YOU DON’T!’

Silver exclaimed, and managed to grab the back of Host’s shirt as Yandere giggled, eagerly grabbing one of Host’s arms so they could help yank him onto his back on the bed. Silver and Yan shared an excited look as the Host started giggling – he always got so giddy from the anticipation alone.

‘N-Nononoho h-hold ohon c-can we tahalk about thihis?!’

Silver and Yandere giggled, before the hero straddled the Host’s midriff, and Yandere yanked his arms above his head – and sat on them for good measure. The Host squirmed, getting goosebumps from being so exposed and vulnerable, which was made so much worse when Yandere cooed down at him.

‘What was it you said? All is fair in love and tickles… darling.’

The Host went beet red, wriggling as Silver unbuttoned and opened his short with an excited grin in place. Then the Host burst into frantic giggles as Silver deviously scratched and traced his vulnerable, bare underarms.

‘Nohoho p-plehehease nohot thehere not thehehere!’

‘Ohh I think definitely here! We know you love getting your pitties tickled!’

Silver teased, making the Host flush and splutter with his intense embarrassment.

‘Shuhuhush shuhuhuhuhuuuush!’

Silver and Yandere’s giddy, musical giggles filled his ears as he writhed about, tossing his head back and forth as he tried to ignore the tickly sensations – sadly, there was nothing he could do.

‘Aww he’s so flustered, poor baby.’

Yandere cooed, making the Host wail through his giggles, arching his back as Silver’s blunt nails scraped incessantly against his hyper-sensitive skin.

‘Maybe he should have thought about the consequences before he decided to be a cheeky menace!’

The hero remarked, raising his eyebrow down at the Host who immediately babbled.

‘Ihihi’m sohohorry!’

‘Oh not yet you’re not, but you sure as hell will be!’

Silver grinned, keeping one hand tickling one of his hollows whilst the other ventured to scratch under the Host’s chin, aka the writer’s secret tickle spot. The Host scrunched and yelped adorably, entirely taken off guard.

‘NAHA! Gehehehet ahahawahay!’

‘Why would I do that when you’re so damn cute?’

Silver teased, giggling happily along with him as the Host’s mirth got adorably frantic and high-pitched. Yandere beamed at them both… they’d missed this so much. Listening to the laughter of their lovers, seeing them blush and smile and watching the joy light up their faces like sunrise.

‘Sihihilvyyy!’

Silver giggled smugly at Host’s whines, which made Yandere smirk. Their crimson eyes glimmered playfully as they raised a sharp eyebrow at their darling hero.

‘I don’t know why you’re so smug mister, you’re just as cute and ticklish as Hosty.’

Silver’s eyes widened as he blushed, not expecting Yandere to tease him! In his surprise his tickling fingers stilled, and his breath hitched when Yandere moved off Host’s arms with a predatory look in their eyes. The Host grinned at the turn of events and sat up, making Silver squeak as his wrists were captured by the seer. The hero looked between them both, smiling nervously as Yandere purred.

‘Say Hosty, shall we remind our handsome hero of just how cute and ticklish he is?’

The Host chuckled darkly, sending chills down Silver’s spine.

‘I think that is a wonderful idea darling, after all…’

Silver squealed as he was flipped onto his back, the Host now straddling his thighs effortlessly as Yandere clapped their hands excitedly. Silver was a mess of squeaks and half-babbled protests as his wrists were handed off to Yandere… and now he was the one all vulnerable and exposed. Yandere sat on his arms and wiggled their fingers down at him, whilst the Host cracked his knuckles. Silver knew one thing for sure… he was screwed.

‘… all is fair in love and tickles.’

Silver screamed with laughter as Yandere’s nails danced in his underarms, and the Host pushed up his shirt so he could raspberry the absolute hell out of his perfect, ticklish tummy.

‘NAHAHAHAAA NAHAHAT FAHAHAIR! YOHOHOU AHALREADY GOHOT MEHEHEE!’

‘Nuh uh honey, only our fun little traps got you! It’s only right that we get our hands on you properly!’

Yandere sing-songed through their delighted giggles as they sent him a cheeky wink, whilst the Host snickered and growled against Silver’s tummy.

‘Indeed. I for one want to play with your adorable toes after I’ve filled this belly full of raspberries.’

‘OHOHOHO MY GAHAHAD!’

Silver threw his head back with his mirth as they kept tickling him and grinning happily, Host and Yandere relishing in drawing every cute reaction out of Silver that they possibly could. The hero’s cheeks started to ache from smiling and laughing so much, and frankly Host and Yandere were in the same boat. The joy was filling them all up to the brim, and it was beautiful.

‘You okay down there handsome?’

Yandere cooed, making Silver wail adorably as he looked up at his darling ticklers with huge puppy eyes.

‘HOHOHOW LOHONG AHARE YOHOU GOHONNA TOHOHORTURE MEHEHE?!’

The Host and Yandere smirked fondly, and Yan decided to nuzzle Silver’s neck lovingly as the Host purred, grinning wolfishly.

‘We are going to torture you… for as long as you want us to.’

Silver’s heart soared with delight as he burst into fresh peals of laughter, knowing he was going to be tickled into utter oblivion. Then after that he would help tickle Host and Yandere into oblivion, and then they would all curl up messily with food, blankets, a wholesome movie, but most importantly each other. They would relish every second of each other’s company because at the end of the day, that was the most important thing to all three of them… and all the joys their polyamorous love did bring.

WOOOO HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DOOO! WOOO LUV YOUS!!

#markiplier #markiplier egos #host #the host #yandereplier #yandere #silver shepherd #silver #sfw #romantic #polyamory #prompt #ego fic #ego fanfic #tword fic #tword fanfic #tword #twords #twording #twordish #luv these bubs

[mythfire-stories]

Request by: 🌱(seed) Anon!

Self-Aware Yandere Ancients and Beasts with male Y/N

Background:

It was a normal Thursday evening and Y/N was out for a walk when they got a notification on their phone. They check it and there was a new update to Cookie Run Kingdom that came out, The Silver kingdom/Beast-Yeast update. The boy was very excited to download the update and get to see all of the new characters, lands, and other features to play with. Y/N hadn’t been this excited since “The Heroes of Dark Cacao” update! Y/N had to admit, The Ancients as well as The Cookies of Darkness were awesome! Y/N thought as he happily jogged home and booted up the game!

After downloading, Y/N saw the beautiful new menu screen, with soft greens and silvers, the new faerie guardians and Pure Vanilla Cookie along the bottoms corners of the screen. But finally, Y/N noticed her, White Lily Cookie! It seemed like forever that he wished that WLC would be added to the game as more than quick appearances and today was the day she probably would!

Ancient Cookies:

Y/N loaded into his kingdom and scrolled around, getting Gems and other things before he finally got White lily Cookie- HE HAD ALL OF THE ANCIENTS! it took awhile but Y/N did it. though... after WLC appeared in his kingdom, he noticed: All of the Ancients suddenly stop moving and look up at him, a normal animation, if it wasn’t for them refusing to move, look away, or the fact that they all started smiling sadistically. Y/N tried to pick them all up and move them so they’d move on but the Ancients weren’t able to be picked up like the rest? Suddenly, Y/N's phone got really cold, like- FRIGID cold! when Y/N tried to put his phone down out of slight fear and concern, five pairs of arms pulled Y/N into the screen, Y/N passing through it and landing on soft ground. Y/N rubbed his head as he tried to get up, his eyes seeing the Lily Garden he had made for PVC and WLC, as well as 5 towering beings surrounding him- The Five Ancient Cookies.... "Our precious baker..." The bond yet motherly voice of HollyBerry Cookie spoke before pulling Y/N up into a strong, safe embrace as the other four started either hugging or carressing your hair and face. "We finally have you here at last, love!" the other spoke, seeming trying to be in unison as Y/N, Now...Y/N Cookie, relaxed into the loving embrace and closed his eye, "You're safe here, Y/N Cookie. and if anyone tries to take you from us..." GCC started, "We'll do whatever it takes to get you back, even if it means crumbling the whelps that get in our way..." Dark Cacao Cookie finished

The Five Beasts:

Y/N logged into his kingdom and started playing through Beast-Yeast, stopping at some points to watch videos on the story (You spoil-sport). After weeks of on-and-off playing, you got to the part where you meet Shadow Milk Cookie and the rest of the Beasts. Though it was strange, while the beasts appeared on screen when talking, their eyes were on you…..this wasn’t normal, so you turned off the game and restarted the level-…same thing. Then- the screen went black and a familiar blue diamond shaped eye, an upside down heart, an ivory diamond, red diamond, and what seemed to be a purple arrowhead appeared on screen. You were freaked out a bit as you tried to shut off the game to no avail.

Out of nowhere, blue text appeared on screen below the blue eye,

“We’ve heard so much about you, Our little baker, and we agree that you need to be with us forever!~”

“Don’t even try to escape, it’ll be futile in the end…”

It was undeniably freaky that this was happening. ‘Little baker? Excuse me, OUR?’ Thoughts spun around your head before a black and blue shepherds hook (cane used to pull people off stage in theatre) hooked around your neck and pulled you into and through the screen.

“Don’t worry, love, we’ll take such good care of you~ you won’t have to worry about ANYONE taking you away from us~”

#cr kingdom #yandere cookie run #yandere crk #yandere dark cacao #yandere golden cheese cookie #yandere hollyberry cookie #yandere pure vanilla cookie #yandere crk x reader #crk x reader #yandere shadow milk cookie #yandere eternal sugar cookie #yandere red spice cookie #yandere silent salt cookie #yandere mystic flour cookie

[distracted-milkshake]

Markiplier Egos Smash tierlist https://tiermaker.com/create/markiplier-egos-15400970 but I put too much godforsaken time into it. all alter egos in order under cut. fml

From left to right, top to bottom:

Please ruin my life: Engineer Mark (In Space With Markilpier), The Necromancer (Ninja Sex Party), Illinois (A Heist With Markiplier), Yancy (A Heist With Markiplier), Damien the Mayor (Who Killed Markiplier), Bim Trimmer (Cyndago Shorts), Resident Enis Mark

NEXT LINE

Smash: Wilford 'Motherloving' Warfstache (Same Name), Heist Mark (A Heist With Makiplier), Murderiplier (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Metal Gear Engineer Mark/Tactiplier/Unnamed Soldier Mark (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Actor Mark (Who Killed Markiplier), Porniplier Pizza Delivery (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Porniplier Construction Worker (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Dr. Iplier (Worst News Doctor), [NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH] Dr. Plier (My Therapist, Dr. Plier) [THERAPIST, NOT MD, severly underrated], Chef Iplier (now we're cooking), Date Mark (A Date With Markiplier)

NEXT LINE, CONT.

Bingiplier (Google Gets an Upgrade), The Host (Danger in Fiction), Randall Voorhees (Santa Spills The Tea), Derek Derekson (Santa Spills The Tea), Dadiplier (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Cool Patrol Mark (Ninja Sex Party)

NEXT LINE

Hug:

Captain Mugnum (A Heist With Markiplier), Old Man Engineer Mark (In Space With Markiplier), Colonel William Barnum (Who Killed Markiplier), Yandereplier (MAKING LOVE FOR SENPAI | Yandere Simulator #12), Bop Mark (Markiplier TV), Porniplier Woodsman (In Space With Markiplier Part Two), Porniplier Doctor [possibly Dr. Iplier] (In Space With Markipler Part Two), Camp Counselor Mark (In Space With Markiplier), Annus (Unnus Annus), Jeremiah (Cyndago), Bonesaw (Cyndago)

NEXT LINE

Heehoo (Unnus Annus/In Space With Markiplier)

NEXT LINE

Friend:

Darkiplier (Various), Wilford Warfstache (Warfstache Interviews Markiplier), Markiplier Noir (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Santaplier (Various), King Of The Squirrels (Markiplier TV), Porniplier Plumber (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Porniplier Lifeguard (In Space With Markiplier, Part Two), Jim (Markiplier TV/Corpse Abduction), I Actually Am Not Sure Don't @ me it's 3am, Googleplier (Google IRL), Derek Derekson (Santa Spills The Tea)

NEXT LINE

E-boy Mark (Unnas Annus), Station Commander Mark (In Space With Markiplier), Bill (Werewolves), God of Night (The Tabletop Roleplay thing)

NEXT LINE

Not interested:

Silver Shepherd (Super Infidelity)

Nope go away: none.

In my quest for knowledge I have found only torment. Endless torment. Mark did all of this. I'm simple a biased observer. All mistakes are me or my simping factor. Feel free to ask for clarification. I will not be taking any questions thanks.

#markiplier #markipler egos #completely unfair things #my huge honking tumblr #iswm #ahwm #adwm #tier list

[juju-on-that-yeet]

📓

I've always loved the "living nightmare" trope, so I've always thought it would be fun to write a fic where Yandere (who else? XD) gets kidnapped by Natemare for a while and tormented by his worst fear, that being his loved ones hating him. By the time Dark and Wil rescue him (which would be its own dramatic event where Natemare tries to turn their own fears against them, including Wilford's fear surrounding the events of WKM and Dark's creation), he's beside himself with despair and terrified of his loved ones, no longer able to tell the difference between the nightmares he was subjected to and reality.

Eventually Silver Shepherd would be the one to help him snap out of it, because they have a bit of history together but they're not super-close, meaning Natemare didn't show Yandere any visions of Silver hating him. So Yandere is comforted by Silver and relies on him to start understanding the reality he's in, and eventually recover and realize the nightmare is over, that he doesn't have to fear his loved ones suddenly turning on him.

Idk if I'd ever write this since I literally just had Yandere kidnapped by Anti for "Unravel," and in terms of Yandere torment idk how much worse I can get than that XD Though I do love the idea of Silver being the one to help him and the two of them growing closer from it, so maybe someday...

#ask #kristin says stuff #maybe someone else could get kidnapped by natemare? #tho he did get his own moment to shine in unravel #who knows kajfhkdjhf #markiplier

[ein-liebloser-wanderer]

Following the request of Anon here...

Apologies. Due to a technical glitch, I couldn't answer this request directly. I already reported my problem to Tumblr

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⸸ Devotion ⸸

(A Yandere AU of Lobotomy Corporation where the Manager thought he could save the facility by sacrificing the Twelfth Apostle, but Bean Boi did the Reverse Uno card on him. OOC and fanon to be expected because I am not going to bother writing his dialogue into Elizabethan English.)

Characters: WhiteNight (Lobotomy Corporation), Gender Neutral Love Interest (refers to themself as the 'Agent', while WN them 'Twelfth Apostle' or 'Heretic'), the Manager/Ayin (only in mentioning, referred to as 'the Shepherd' by WN)

Warning/Dead Dove - Do Not Eat/Mature Audiences Only: physical abuse, slight violence/terror, mature/dark themes (read the contains list)

Contains: unhealthy established relationship, controlling behavior, WhiteNight has an overwhelming fear of betrayal, victim-blaming, mentioned suicide attempt (as per the canon Heretic), mild angst,

Word Count: 1200+

Description: He no longer remembered how many Apostles he had loved, had lost, nor how long ago he had come to this facility. Years? Centuries? Millennia? Many times throughout, he had tried to save them. All of them. For every cycle, a new clock was built with the names of the new Apostles.

"Dear."

Voice as soft as the white feathers of his wings rang clear throughout the containment unit.

"I still remember our vows from last week. How you promised that you would forever love me. That I, and I alone, would be the only one to receive your faith and devotion. Really, it feels like you just told me those yesterday."

The holy entity spoke so dreamily as he paced around the room. Behind him, the hem of his long, white robes flowed so smoothly like water over the concrete floor. To the human observer, it would seem unnatural how graceful his body was. Every flutter of his lashes, his wings, his posture, and even the way he held his chin up so regally felt otherworldly.

Every action was performed so beautifully. Anyone that sees him might as well be looking at an oil painting come to life.

But that beautiful portrait changed into something disconcerting—something sinister—when his eyelids fluttered open, revealing eyes that foreshadowed the massacre that will ensue from his 'Salvation'.

What a bloody contrast against his angelic face.

His Twelfth Apostle was kneeling on the floor before him, eyes gouged out, and their skin a deathly shade of white.

"But what about you?" he asked, tilting his head their way. The Heretic squirmed slightly as they 'saw' his gaze turn toward them. "Do you remember?"

WhiteNight had expected this to happen. It always did with the Twelfth Apostles. The first one betrayed him for a pouch of silver coins that the men of Caesar promised. The second had abandoned him for some lesser creature they called the new 'God', and as for the third...well.

He just stopped keeping track by that point.

He knew from the very beginning what would become of a union like this. They were the tenth, the hundredth—no, thousandth Twelfth Apostle he blessed.

This human wasn't any different, but like a fool, he willingly blinded himself because he 'loved' them.

"It was in a different facility, I believe. One of the ones at the Upper Layer? I was still donning the façade of what you called a ZAYIN. But now, you are uncertain of what I am, aren't you? Not even your precious Shepherd seem to understand what I am."

The human's fearful gaze answered his question. By now, they should be realizing the true scale of his power. Did they really believe that healing was the only miracle he could create?

"What is with that look? I don't plan on harming anyone, child. Do you not believe me?"

He walked toward them, only stopping to get down on one knee to see his beloved apostle eye-to-eye. His pale hand reached for those loose strands of hair. He had always affectionately tucked behind their ears before. So, why now did something like this make them flinch?

He could only stare, dumbstruck, at the human leaning away from his touch, before the room darkened.

The lights dimmed, flickered as purple mist begun to overtake the room.

That was his last straw.

Dropping all pretenses of gentleness, the Abnormality violently snatched their chin, forcing them to face him when they tried to back away. They grasped at his arm, his chest, his waist. Their now mutated nails were scratching and digging too deeply into the soft flesh of his mortal body.

Of course, it was futile.

Mortal he may look in this form, a single flesh wound would never be enough to kill him. If it were, then the first betrayal should have been his last.

"I really did have faith in you," he said, voice as dark as his eyes. "Even though you were the last of the Apostles...even though you took the longest to understand my mission—" ...I truly did hope that we would one day see the world the same way.

He spoke in a tone most might believe as composed, but deep down, he was anything but. There was a tempest swirling about within him, feelings so powerful that even he was surprised by how much they were affecting him.

For a being who thought himself higher than the vermin he ought to 'save', it was distasteful how much he was acting like them.

It was his fault, really.

In the first place, he should have lowered his standards and expectations.

He was the fool for wanting to believe in a fantasy. That somehow, this little mortal would be able to break the cycle of trust and betrayal the first Twelfth Apostle had begun.

It was all so foolish that he wanted to laugh at himself. How could they possibly achieve something as grandiose as that when they couldn't even leave the time loop their precious Shepherd had trapped them in?

The Abnormality's hands hovered down their neck before wrapping tightly around their throat. Given their condition, the Apostle couldn't even cry. Without eyes, all their tears just pooled at the back of their socket.

How befitting for a heretic, he mused.

"Shh. Hush now." The gentleness of his voice was a great contrast to the cruelty his hands were displaying.

As he wanted, the Heretic shut their mouth into a thin line, fear taking over the pain. He could still hear them hicking and sobbing, but at least they were trying to contain themselves.

In the past, seeing them flinch even just a little from his touch was enough to make his heart crack. If that version of himself saw his beloved human falling apart like this, he would be heartbroken.

But this version of him felt nothing.

The only reason he could even tell they were weeping was through the choked ugly sobs coming out of their lips, and the snot streaming down their nose. It was such an ugly sight that it made the corner of his lips curl up in disdain.

"Weren't you already planning to hang yourself? What difference would my hand make?" WhiteNight asked in mock jester. "Do you detest me so much that you would rather off yourself than die under my cause?"

Without warning, he suddenly released them, making them ungracefully collapse onto the concrete floor. As they laid there, panting and gasping for air, they would flinch ever so slightly whenever their fingers grazed over the bruising circles on their neck.

Still, he felt nothing.

"To be honest, I predicted that you would one day turn away from me for some con."

He couldn't help but frown slightly at the last word. Just thinking about the false messiah with the crown of thorns made him sick.

"You humans had always been so fickle. Something like this can no longer surprise me. Yet...here we are. Even though I knew this was inevitable...even though I knew I could never truly call you mine...I—"

He stopped midway, forcing the words that wanted to come out of his mouth into silence.

It was unlike him to be this flustered. He should be eloquent, composed, just, as befitting of someone with divine power. He should never be acting this pitiful.

The Agent, as if noticing the sudden plummeting of his mood, looked up, only to notice something flicker behind his eyes. But before they could so much as decipher it, the atmosphere of the room changed.

No longer did it hold the malicious intent of an Abnormality, nor the purple mist from earlier.

It was all just red now.

"If you ever betray me again, heed the words of your Shepherd over mine...I don't know if I'll be able to show mercy."

~~~ End ~~~

This was requested such a long time ago...oh my. I hope it isn't too late. (My sincerest apologies, Anon... ;-; )

As you can probably tell, 'save' is just a euphemism for 'exterminate'. In my fanon, WhiteNight (much like Blue Star) considers genocide a solution. Humanity is already heading towards its own destruction, so wouldn't it be more merciful to end it all before all their sins become unforgivable?

(I am no expert when it comes to abusive relationships or cults. It would be better for you to be informed about these from reliable sources.)

#yandere writing #yandere snippet #yandere whitenight #yandere plague doctor #yandere lobotomy corporation #yandere lobotomy corp #yandere lobcorp #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere scenario #yandere #love-eldritch #yandere angel #eldritch love #yandere monster

[luminary-gremlin]

12 Days of Teasemas: Day 8: Silver and Gold

...Get it? Cause Silver Shepherd and the Host has a gold stripe in his hair? This is what happens when your romantic partner is the child of Dark.

This by far is my favorite teasemas drawing yet since i didn't even use any poser for this one! The og idea didn't sit right and so i just sketched this up!

I also used the concept if in Yandere Sim where Ayano can make a deal with a demon and get lots of hands in the ground like Dead Hands from OoT.

#twelve days of teasemas #12 days of teasemas #tickle #teasemas #the host #silver shepherd #yandereiplier #yandere #ler!yan #ler!yandere #lee!host #lee!silver #my art

[ambrosiadreamer]

nightmare blunt rotation

#yeah i know it’s only 3 ppl idc #i think google would snap and kill everyone #which tbh if it gets rid of yandereplier it’s a worthy sacrifice #googleplier #silver shepherd #markiplier #tw yandere #yandere tw #tw drugs

[scythlyven-art]

Time to have some fun

**Please click on it for better quality**

-Commission Info

#markiplier #my art #scy shares #freak show au #puppets #darkiplier #wilford warfstache #dr iplier #the host #bim trimmer #the jims #yandere #googleiplier #google #king of the squirrels #kots #silver shepherd #new banner!

[incorrect-quotes-egos]

Silver: You need a hobby, Yan.

Yandere: I have a hobby, Silver.

Silver: How many times do I have to tell you that stalking your Senpai is not counted?

#markiplier #markiplier egos #egos #silver shepherd #yandereplier #yandere #silver #incorrect ego quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect egos #egos quotes #ego quotes

[thomothysdoodles]

I know this is a bit of a random pairing, but could you draw Yan, Host, and Silver all having a snuggle session? It's ok if not, I hope you have a good day💕

A good day to you!!

#the host markiplier #the host #silver shepherd #yandere #yandereiplier #markiplier #markiplier egos #markiplier fanart #requested! #my doodles

[franklyshipping]

Definitely Not Hayfever ~ A Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

HERE WE HAVE A LOVELY ANON PROMPT INVOLVING OUR FAVOURITE MAGICIAN, SILVER HERO... AND A MAGIC PLANT! LET’S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @marvin-lee-magician-blog @marvinleemagician-blog  @silvlee-shepherd @yandere-ipli-ler and @thehostofleetrature

Silver Shepherd sighed as he came into the manor, with the last rays of sunset glimmering behind him as he shut and locked the doors. Today had been a very productive day of hero work for the sweet man, with lots of lives saved and villains defeated; he had that warm fuzzy feeling he got in his belly when his hard work paid off. Now, he was ready to relax. However, when he stepped into the manor further, in the low lighting he could hear someone grunting, and swearing, under their breath. He curiously found the foyer’s dimmer switch and increased the light, and smiled with confusion when he saw a familiar friend hunched at the bottom of the grand staircase.

‘Marvin? What on earth are you doing?’

The magician froze. He was hoping he wouldn’t bump into anyone, because what he was doing was meant to be a secret. He sighed. Oh well. He straightened up and smiled at the hero embarrassedly, and only then did Silver see what had had Marvin grunting. A four foot tall plant in a huge, heavy-looking black pot. It looked like a wine-coloured fir tree, except it also had black and peach coloured flowers that reminded Silver of poppies. Marvin laughed gently.

‘Trying to get this godforsaken shrub to my room without anyone noticing.’

‘…why?’

Silver asked with a little giggle, and Marvin smiled bashfully as he explained everything. The plant was a variant of a shrub that produced magical, tickle-inducing pollen. Marvin had gotten it for himself because he wanted to extract the pollen in order to create fun tickle related potions and spells as gifts or surprises for all the other egos. Also, he wasn’t levitating it because he didn’t want to risk imbuing his magic into the plant, in case it affected the pollen’s properties. Silver was amazed! He had no idea such a plant could exist, and he thought Marvin was so sweet with how he wanted to make tickly surprises for everyone with it! Of course, Silver’s instinct was to be as helpful as possible in the situation.

‘Let me help you carry it to your room! Four hands are better than two, and I promise I won’t tell anyone so it all stays a surprise!’

Marvin beamed at the hero, and gladly accepted his help. It took them a few moments to get co-ordinated, and honestly getting it up the grand staircase was a LOT harder than either of them thought. Soon enough though they were moving in sync, holding the plant at the pot’s base and using their forearms to keep it upright as they carefully, and quietly, carried it through the dimly lit manor. It was a genuine miracle that neither of them tripped over the random stuff left around by the other egos, but they finally managed to make it into Marvin’s room undetected.

However, this is where things took a turn. They were about to place it on Marvin’s bed and take a rest before figuring out where to place it in the room… when it slipped. Silver’s big gloves had been making the task difficult for the hero, but he’d worked through it until now. Now it slipped from his grip, and the sudden imbalance caused it to slip from Marvin’s hands too, making them both yelp as they anticipated a very loud crash; Silver even covered his face, afraid to watch the carnage unfold. But they were lucky. It landed on Marvin’s bed, sustaining no damage, making Silver sigh and laugh.

‘Oh phew, that was close! S-Sorry for losing my grip!’

Silver smiled at Marvin, but Marvin was silent. Silver furrowed his brows as Marvin turned around, but when he saw the magician his eyes widened. Marvin was absolutely covered… in pollen. When Silver had lost his grip on the plant initially, the flowers had been knocked against Marvin’s chest, and the impact caused them to expel their glimmering, crimson pollen ALL over Marvin’s body. Thanks to his suit, and Silver covering his face, none of it had gotten on the hero’s skin… but Marvin wasn’t so lucky.

‘O-Oh… o-oho nononohoho!’

Marvin immediately started to smile and giggle, his breathing getting faster and faster as his skin began to tingle with ticklishness. Silver looked on with wide eyes as the pollen started to take effect, and gasped when Marvin crumpled on his carpeted floor, giggling and squeaking as he frantically tried to brush at his body.

‘Marvin? A-Are you okay? Did it get on you?’

‘Whahahat doho yohou thihihink?!’

Marvin retorted, and Silver smiled and giggled a little. He couldn’t deny that Marvin looked pretty adorable right now, all giggly and rolling about on the floor. Marvin heard his giggles and blushed, trying to glare up at the hero.

‘D-Dohohon’t lahahaugh ahat mehehe! Th-thihis ihisn’t fuhunny!’

Silver snorted, folding his arms as he grinned down at Marvin playfully.

‘Ihit is kinda funny, and super duper cute by the way.’

‘Sihihihilveher!’

Marvin squeaked, feeling more and more embarrassed by the second. Silver giggled again, but obviously was one of the least mean people in the manor, so he decided he’d at least try and help Marvin get the pollen off… if possible. The backs of his gloves had caught some of the pollen, but the palms and fingers were clear, so Silver came and knelt by the giggling magician as he smiled.

‘Okay ohokay I’ll try and brush it off, where is it getting you?’

Even Silver’s phrasing made Marvin feel flustered, but he couldn’t afford to waste any more time… because the tickling was getting gradually worse as time went on. Marvin took a few breaths, trying to keep still as he stuttered.

‘Ihihihit’s ohon my neheck a-and stohohomach ahahand my frihihickin feheheheet!’

‘Oho dear, it really found your tickle spots huh?’

Silver briefly teased, making Marvin whine, before the hero leant in and gently tilted Marvin’s head up, exposing his neck.

‘Okay let’s try and get this off, see if you can keep still okay?’

Marvin nodded, but his giggles were endless as Silver started brushing at the sides of his neck with his gloved fingers. He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying his best not to react… but the tickling was so maddening! It felt like there were millions of microscopic insects scuttling up and down his neck, meanwhile his tummy felt like it was being tazed and scratched by the tiniest of claws – it was the worst at his feet though. It was unlike any sensation he’d ever felt, like this constant internal buzzing across every inch of his feet!

‘I-Ihihihis ihit cohohoming ohohoff?!’

‘Uhm… uhh, I think so?’

Silver had absolutely no idea whether the pollen was coming off, or whether his rubbing was making its tickly properties more effective! Some of the glittering essence did seem to be coming off from Silver’s efforts, floating down onto the carpet, but Marvin’s neck was such a deep pink!

‘P-Plehehehease ihihit tihihickles sohoho bahahad!!!’

Marvin cried out, now squirming as he clutched and rubbed at his middle, arching his back as his giggling turned hysterical. Meanwhile, Silver sighed at him with a fond smile.

‘Well I can’t get it off if you keep moving!’

‘Ihihihi cahahan’t hehehelp ihit! Pleheheeease!’

Marvin whined, looking up at him with an adorable, pleading gaze. Silver smiled fondly down at him, and then nodded to his stomach.

‘Okay okay I’ll keep trying, let me try your stomach okay?’

‘Okahahahay, j-juhuhust huhurry!’

Marvin replied, and used all his willpower to keep his arms at his sides whilst Silver pushed his shirt up, and started brushing at the pollen gleaming against Marvin’s abdomen. However, as soon as Silver touched him, the magician arched his back with a fierce squeal.

‘OHOHO MY GAHAD IHIT G-GOHOT WOHOOORSE!’

‘I’m going as fast as I can Marv!’

Silver brushed at his abdomen faster and faster, but little did the pair of them know that Silver was actually aggravating the pollen. Yes, he was getting some of it off, but the bits that stayed stuck got more potent from the heat from Silver’s gloved hands. So, in short, it was tickling Marvin a hell of a lot more.

‘THIHIHIS IHIS HOHOW I DIHIHIE!’

‘Oh my- you’re not gonna die! You’re such a drama queheen!’

‘AHAHAM NAHAHAT!’

Silver giggled and rolled his eyes. Honestly, aside from Wilford and Bim, Marvin was absolutely the most dramatic out of all the egos. However, Silver could tell that the tickling was somehow getting worse for the poor magician, and he didn’t have enough hands to get the pollen off his stomach AND his feet! So, Silver came up with an idea which he thought was genius.

‘Okay, okay just try and rub your feet against the carpet while I stay at your stomach – it’s the only way I can think to get it off as fast as we can!’

Marvin nodded, because honestly he didn’t have a better idea. He started frantically rubbing his soles against his soft carpet whilst Silver hurriedly brushed against Marvin’s waist, where he could see a lot of glitter going on. Working together like this, they actually made a little progress! Marvin could see the pollen sticking to his carpet instead of his feet, and Silver could see the pollen coming off Marvin’s waist.

‘I-Ihihi thihink ihihit’s wohohorkihing!’

Marvin giggled, starting to feel the first hints of relief as the pollen left his skin, and Silver beamed down at him, glad that there was some sign of reprieve. However… the pollen wasn’t quite finished with the magician yet. As Silver leant back, satisfied that Marvin’s midriff was pollen-free, the magician suddenly froze. Before Silver could ask what was wrong, he let out a mighty scream-laugh and started kicking his legs in the air.

‘AHHHHAHAHA OHOHO GAHAHAHAAA!!’

‘Marv? Marvin what is it, what’s the pollen doing?’

Silver looked over him curiously, knowing of course that the pollen was tickling him terribly, but couldn’t quite figure out where this new bout of tickling was focused! At this point the poor magician was laughing hysterically, his hands flailing about and exhibiting little golden sparks as he squeezed his eyes shut. It was the most ticklish sensation he had ever felt in his life, and it took him a few moments to be able to catch a big enough breath to tell Silver what was happening. But he managed it.

‘MY TOHOHOHES!! IHIHIT’S IN BETWEHEHEEN MY TOHOHOES!!’

Silver’s eyes widened. That explained it. From having gone to a pedicure with Marvin in the past, Silver knew that Marvin went ballistic from even the softest touch in-between his hyper-ticklish toes… so the pollen’s tickling must have been utter madness! Silver knew he couldn’t try and rub it away, he’d only tickle Marvin even more! The hero was just utterly dumbfounded.

‘Uhh… oh jeez uhm… I-I don’t know what to do!’

‘HEHEHEHEHEEEELP!!’

Silver gulped at Marvin’s squeals, and held his hands softly as he tried to give him a reassuring smile.

‘I-It’ll be okay! Uhh- oh your magic! C-Can you use your magic to get rid of it?’

‘I-I CAHAHAN’T FOHOHOHOCUHUHUUS!!’

All Marvin could think about was how ticklish he was. The sensation was… pure madness! It was as if a thousand miniature acrylic nails AND electric toothbrushes were tickling in-between his toes, and no amount of scrunching or kicking could stop it or make it less intense. There was intense tickling, and then there was this. It wasn’t just on a whole other level, it was in a whole new realm of tickle torture! Marvin had tears streaming down his cheeks as Silver thought and thought and thought… and then gasped.

‘HOSTY! I-I can get Host to narrate it to stop!’

Marvin’s eyes widened – a glimpse of hope at last.

‘Y-YEHEHES YESYESYES GOGOGOGOHOHOHO!!’

Silver scrambled to his feet and dashed to the door, darting out of the room and running as fast as he could to his room where the author and radio host was sleeping. He tapped his shoulder incessantly with his pointer finger, wanting to wake him up quickly without spooking him.

‘Hosty, Hosty baby wake up wake up I need you!’

‘Wha-? Mmph… Silvy? Did’you just get in-?’

‘You have to come with me now c’mon c’mon c’mon!’

The Host was drowsy, and confused, and did I mention drowsy? But he nonetheless let Silver pull him out of bed and drag him through the manor, until they reached Marvin’s room. However, when they entered… the magician was no longer laughing hysterically on the floor. He was quiet with wide eyes and a soft smile, gently panting. Silver blinked down at him.

‘… you… you good Marvin?’

Marvin’s smile widened, and he let out a tired giggle as he gave a lazy thumbs up.

‘Yeheah, i-it uhuh, it wore off by ihitself. I’m ohokay.’

‘Oh thank frick!’

Silver sighed loudly, clutching his chest with relief as Marvin slowly sat up, smiling bashfully and full of embarrassment. Needless to say, the Host was confused.

‘What… what am I missing here?’

Silver opened his mouth, about to explain, when a new voice came from the doorway – a similarly drowsy voice.

‘Why are you two in here instead of spooning me?’

Host and Silver turned, and giggled when they saw Yandere, hair all messy and lips formed into a soft pout. Marvin grinned, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully as he piped up.

‘Ahh, it’s kinda my fault.’

Then came the explanation, and Host and Yandere soon understood everything that had transpired and – just like Silver – thought Marvin was just so damn sweet! Yandere sighed at the magician and helped him up from the floor, neatening his hair gently as they beamed.

‘Oh you silly hunny bun, c’mon, I’m gonna get you some lotion to soothe your skin and then you can have a sleepover with us! We’ll help you with that polleny bedding of yours tomorrow, okay?’

‘Thahanks Yanny.’

Marvin beamed, and giggled at the soft shoulder nudge he got from the Host as Yandere took him out of the room. The Host then sighed softly and grinned at Silver, before kissing him on the forehead and teasingly whispering.

‘Trust you to try and get first dibs on that pollen. Did you have a late-night lee mood darling?’

Silver blushed a deep red and spluttered indignantly.

‘Wha-no! I-I was helping him thank you very much!’

Host laughed warmly, before he nuzzled and kissed Silver’s cheek.

‘I know darling. As always, you are the most kind and dedicated hero.’

Silver giggled bashfully, and let Host lead him back to their room. Soon they were joined by their sweet Yandere, and their newly adopted magician, and settled down for a night of well-deserved rest and cuddling. Once again, with this glorious collective of egos and friends and lovers and family, the wildness of tickling has brought them even closer together. And I can tell you right now, that’s never going to change.

WOOO HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIC, LEMME KNOW IF YA DOOO LUV YOUS!! 

#markiplier #markiplier egos #silver shepherd #silver #sfw #platonic #prompt #jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye egos #marvin the magnificent #marvin #ego fic #ego fanfic #tword fic #tword fanfic #tword #twords #twording #twordish #luv these bois

[sir-sunny]

Welcome to the Mind Fuck

#markiplier #markiplier egos #darkiplier #wilford warfstache #jimiplier #jim #king of the squirrels #ed edgar #bim trimmer #yanderiplier #yandere #the host #hostiplier #dr iplier #bing #bingiplier #googleiplier #google oliver #silver shepherd #tostwart #this took so long #i stared this about two weeks ago #my hands will never be the same #everything hurts #i'm so tired #but i've never been more proud #so much tags #if ur still reading this send me this emoji 👌 #also #blood tw

[feral-flower-child]

Broken Betrayed

Based on this post by @caustic-synishade

~~~

Wilford didn't know until he after he pulled the trigger what he'd done. But by then it was already too late. It was much too late.

Blood seeped from the Doctor. Everywhere. His mouth his stomach his hands oh god Wilford couldn't stop staring. He didn't help. Didn't lower his smoking glinting hot gun. Just stared and started laughing. Laughing and laughing and laughing as the one man who told everyone they were dying, who could save anyone irregardless, bled out on the floor with hot blood still dribbling down his chin. And Wilford just laughed and laughed until he couldn't laugh anymore and he realized he had fallen in that pool of sticky blood that seeped into his clothes and his skin and his soul and then he laughed some more.

Wilford laughed so much he didn't notice the other man in the room, silent except for the constant quiet ringing, shadowed except for the flares of harsh blue and red, emotionless except for the small smile as he gazed upon a broken man that finally finally broke too hard too fast and now. Now it was time.

It's not your fault.

When Bim walked into the infirmary, wanting to see the doctor about a sharp pain in his shoulder that wouldn't go away, Wilford didn't stop laughing. He just stood and raised his gun and listened to the scratchy whispers in his ears that told him to shoot and shoot he did and then Bim was screaming but it was too late. It was too late too late but that was okay. Wilford giggled and walked over his fellow television star, the prone man gurgling on his bright bubbling blood and gasping on air that would never come.

It's not your fault.

Wilford stumbled out of the infirmary and clutched his gun as he walked down the halls, his laughter echoing off the ceilings that was just a tad too crazed to be anyone else's. King was next, and then the Jims who came running across the room at the sight of their friend collapsing doll-like on the ground. They didn't make it far before falling themselves and then Wilford kept walking on and on and his laughter kept going and his shoes squelched as he walked through their blood and across the tile of the room. He giggled at the sound and the suited man following him in shadows too dark for mortals to see smiled at the progress.

It's not your fault.

Google and Bing knew what was wrong. Google and Bing knew google bing knew but Google and Bing were easy. Just shoot right in the center that's not too hard and Wilford nodded as the whispers told him what to do and he found the robots and the robots were fast but Wilford was faster and his gun shook the house again and again and eventually the hunks of metal stayed down and it was blessed silence again broken only by the broken insane man's laughter as the two search engines powered down for the last time.

It's not your fault.

Yandere and Ed and Silver were enjoying lunch outside away from the screams and the violence but not for long no no no not for long. The bubblegum man shot Ed first right through the forehead and then Silver in the thigh and oh Yandere made a stand with her katana but the girl should know not to bring a knife to a gun fight and two, three, four, five, six, shots and she's down and she's twitching and seven eight nine ten she stopped moving forever and her vacant red eyes stared up at him with the same shade as the blood trickling down her fingers. Wilford gave a broken giggle and moved to the disgraced superhero before giving him a cleaner death than he'd given anyone else. Reload the gun. There was still one more left to kill. There was one more one more one more.

It's not your fault.

Wilford stumbled into the manor again with blood dripping down his gun and off his fingers, matting his clothes and his hair and staining his soul and even blind Host standing amid the gore and carnage of his friend's wake could see the brokenness the devil had wrought. Host didn't move. Didn't say anything. Just stared into Wilford's very soul as the man shot him. Again. And again. And again and again and again until the gun ran out of ammunition and Wilford couldn't shoot the bullet-riddled corpse anymore. Then he collapsed on the ground, his knees to his chest his mouth pulled in a painful smile as broken laughter mixed with sobs tore through his body.

It's not your fault.

The suited man with blue and red and black and grey that the bubblegum man once called friend walked over to him huddled on the ground amid a pool of another former friend's blood.

Thank you for letting me get rid of them without getting my hands dirty. You were a wonderful little toy. But now you're not useful anymore. Broken. Tearstained. Bloodied. Cracked. It's a wonder you didn't fall apart sooner.

Wilford whimpered and laughed and laughed and cried out about accidents and mirrors and canes and a manor like this with a carnage so similar.

It's all your fault.

And the suited man left, leaving his broken insane tool to wither among the people he had once called family.

~~~

Who the fuck needs editing when you write with a migraine at 11pm and just decide "eh this works" and upload without actually proofreading shit :D Hope this was enough betrayal.

@caustic-synishade @that-purple-snazzy-dragon @justmypuppets @xdamienplier @immortalpoptart @kitty-grace @snowwolf5552 @starstrike41 @las-referencias-que-ocupo-aca @the-real-bubblegum-bitch @snowelfxx @bitten1ce @ironwoman359 @splatoon-jim @kyber-demon-jim @punknerdmusings @theinvisiblespoon @flower-non @ego-trash @alliedoesstuff @undercoverdragonfruit @slim-jims @pleaseletthisjimbetaken

#reaper writes #i had a fluff #now #a n g s t #*laughs maniacally* #darkiplier #googleiplier #googleplier #bingiplier #dr iplier #the host #yandereiplier #yandere #ed edgar #silver shepherd #the jims #the jim twins #king of the squirrels #bim trimmer #wilford warfstache #markiplier

[lunardragon00]

I couldn't sleep one night so I made this. Stayed up till 4 am and took for fucking ever but it's down XD

#markiplier #darkiplier #wilford warfstache #dr. iplier #googleplier #yandereplier #silver shepherd #ed edgar #bim trimmer #the host #the author #king of the squirrels #markiplier alter egos #dark youtubers #markiplier tv #yandere simulator #CHICA

[fatesinthenight]

Dark's Heart (part 1)

(so I was going to wait awhile for this one but I was too exited and couldn't help but start it now. This takes place after "Bim's Date". Hope you enjoy it. This is how I see Dark dealing with something like this. Lets see how this turns out. *Holds breath*)

Dark looks out the window into the backyard. He watches Bim in his garden tending to the flowers and his date bringing in some new flowers to plant. The date kneels by Bims side holding out the new flower and Bim takes it giving the date a kiss on the cheek. The date smiles and helps dig a little hole for the flower to be placed in. It has been a month since Bim's date came into his life, it ended up changing a lot of things. Since then the other egos were beginning to become open to dating and Mark encouraged them to try but to still be careful of course.

Willford had been on the most dates, most of them ending in him getting slapped or running scared for their life when he busts out the gun. Ed would from time to time but his main thing he cared about is if they would get along with his son. Silver was too shy to go on a date and said his true love was justice. Dr.Iplier said he wouldn't mind but he was too busy, but he did go out an a date once or twice. Yandere didn't go out saying he would not handle having multiple senpis and there can only be one. King of Squirrels said he would need someone to help him rule over his furry subjects and would propose that on every first date. Google was surprised someone asked for a date with him thinking no one wanted a droid including his brothers who also were asked and he went on a couple but said he wanted someone to have a good educational conversation with. Host kept to himself thinking it would be too weird to be seen with him but was told others didn't care and wanted to anyway, so he was considering it. Dark refused entirely, even if the others told him to be nice and go anyway he denied it.  

Dark watches the couple being happy together. Bim would not stop giving his date kisses on the cheek then head and just wraps an arm around them and kissed them on the lips. Dark looks away rolling his eyes. He makes his way to his office on the first floor and Willford snickers at him, "Jealous much?"

"Of what? Swapping spit with another person. No thank you." Dark saids and looks back at Willford. "And you? All you get in return is a slap on the face or a possible restraining order." Willford shrugs, "I just haven't met the right one you know. And to be fair I only pull out the gun when I know the person is actually a jerk." Dark sighs annoyed, " Who do you think has to deal with the aftermath of that and erase memories of any witnesses? Not to mention Mark has to warn people before they want to try to date you and to sign a disclaimer." Willford tugs on his suspenders, " Not all of them were bad. I had fun and some of them but you know it just didn't click. But I met some cool scamps and get invited to some parties with them to hang out." Dark gets more annoyed, "Again then you cause some disaster at some of these events and I have to deal with it." Willford laughs, "Come on that last one was fun and everyone laughed. So I got a car into a pool. Did anyone die? No."

Dark doesn't have time for this and makes his way to his office when Willford saids something. "You know you could still try to find-" Willford gets cut off as Dark appears infront of him looking very angry, his shell breaking flashing red and blue. "Don't. Say. Their. Name." He breathes heavily. "I don't want anyone near me again!!! I have no time for anyone and no one is worthy of my time." Dark takes a deep breath and straightens himself up then walks away. Will watches him go and Host walks up to Willford. "You know he doesn't like to talk about it. Why does Willford insist on it?" Host asks Will. Willford tugs at his suspenders more, "Maybe because it was the one time he was in his own way happy and that meant we didn't suffer as much from his wrath."

Dark slams his door shut and sits at his desk. He boots up his computer and tries to work, taking out some papers he needed to look over as well. He reads through them but stops after a while. Without thinking he looks at his computer and goes "that person's" profile again. They are smiling happily and posted that they were excited for their wedding that day. Dark doesn't know why he is even looking at this but he is. He tilts his head back and closes his eyes thinking about the first time he saw you.

It was a meet and greet about close to the beginning of the year. "A Date with Markiplier" came out a few days ago and Dark's had become very popular afterward. The fans wanted a meet up with the egos and after some consideration and many precautions Mark decided to make a meet and greet for them. He rented a room big enough for them to have it in and sent out the word about it. The fans were so excited and the egos were too, happy to meet the fans. Dark was less ecstatic as he sat in his chair unamused.

"Remind me again why I'm here." Dark crosses his arms looking serious as always. "You are one of us weather you like it of not so just act nice for today. And would it kill you to smile?" Willford saids looking at Dark at his spot next to him. "Yes it will.", Dark grumbles. "Look you are here now so just deal with it Edgelord." Willford pokes Dark's arm making Dark's aura seep out. 

"Ummmm Will maybe its not the best time to mess with Dark before the fans walk in..." Bim shifts in his seat at his table nervous.

"Boy's got a point. I rather not die before this thing starts." Ed leans in his chair.

"I already am going to be busy with this and tending to fans on the verge of fainting or having a large "Fangirl" moment." Dr.Iplier has a doctor bag under his table in case someone faints.

"I will be there to save the fans of course!! I am the hero they need." Silver is jumping in his seat being the most exited.

"Yes it seems we will have quite the crowd today. I can see many people outside are already using that "Facebook Live" to show they are waiting outside." Google's eyes glow as he looks up how popular the event is on the internet.

"The fans are talking happily amongst themselves while there is a threat of chaos that might commence in the building before they arrive." Host narrates softly, he was nervous about being there but wanted to be nice to the fans.

"I do hope the fans enjoy my loyal subjects and I brought them all peanut butter so we may all run out and embrace the squirrels!!!" The King of Squirrels had boxes of peanut butter behind him.

"I feel like senpi right now... I like it hehehehe." Yandere laughs to himself feeling powerful to become senpi for a day.

Mark walks in and looks at everyone in their places. He hopes nothing bad happens. "Ok guys we are opening the doors in five minutes so get ready. Katherine is out there with Tyler explaining how this is going to work. You each have your own table and line for yourself. A fan has to go to the line to the one they want to meet. They have at least a minute with you, its fast but we had to so no one can get left behind before the event is over. They do have gifts for you and anything they want you to sign. They will ask for pictures too and please for the love of everything that is holy don't do anything bad to mess up the building... I cant afford to pay for damages." Everyone looks at Willford when he saids that. "Cross my heart, but no promises.", Willford saids happily and Mark worries. "Any you. You need to be nice today. I don't want anyone running out here crying because of you." Mark looks at Dark but he feels the dark aura seeping out and shivers. He walks to the entrance where Amy is to help people get to their line and with Ethan at a table where there is t-shirts and other knick knacks of the egos to give away.

"I hope this doesn't end badly." Mark takes a deep breath to try to relax as he sits with Ethan. "Come on Mark it will be fine. Its going to be great.", Ethan saids happily fixing up the merchandise. "Yea don't worry so much. You know if they act up Kathryn just needs to snap her fingers to get them back in line. That girl knows how to take charge." , Amy pats Mark's head playfully. Mark looks up at Amy, " I know but I still worry you know me. I don't any the fans to get hurt." Tyler pokes his head out from the door, "Ok its time guys you ready?" Mark takes another deep breath and nods.

The fans walk in jumping and squealing. They walk in to find Mark and Ethan at the merchandise table in the front. They tell them they can get something now if they want for the egos to sign or save it as a gift for after the event. Amy is next by where the lines begin. They are all separated and have a sign at each beginning with the name of the ego for that particular line. She tells them to go through nicely and to wait til it was time for the event to start. The fans filled up the lines fast with more still outside the building. Tyler was at the front of the lines telling everyone they had to stand behind the red tape before they come up to the table and to please be kind to others in line. Once it was time the first people in line walked up to the tables.

Willford was having a blast, taking pictures and grabbing the phones to take a selfie telling them it has to be their phone background. Bim was shy at first but got the hang of it enjoying the fans as they said they wish he had his own show. Ed was pulling in people in for bear hugs when they asked for a hug and signing things with prices for his son. Dr.Iplier smiled at the fans and gave a fast scribble for his signature and if he saw someone looking very nervous he took his time to get them to relax and took deep breaths with them. Silver posed for every photo loving it and feeling loved when they told him he was their favorite hero. Google acted civil to everyone and smiled when the fans said he was the coolest android ever and even gave him gifts for his brothers to take back too. Host thought it was kind of the fans to want to help him find a place sign their things carefully taking his hand and guiding it to where they wanted the signature, he also liked the small conversations they would have. The King signed away delighted when the fans giggled as some squirrels climbed on them, and  asked if anyone was allergic to peanut butter before he gave a jar away. Yandere always added hearts to his signature and giggled when someone said they find him cute.

Dark was a different story. When fans came to him he just glared at them clearly not wanting to be there. He signed things and just gave them back without a word. Some were brave enough to ask for a picture and Dark allowed it but didn't smile and didn't get close to the fan. Someone tried to joke with him and called him Edgelord, Dark's shell had a small crack enough to make the fan get their signed idem and back away fast. It was coming to a point where people did not want to go near his line even if he had a lot of people wanting to meet him. Some just saw him and gave the gift to Mark at the front to give it to Dark instead. No one came to Dark's line anymore too afraid of him. He didn't mind and was glad at the fact. Willford whispered buzzkill to him but Dark didn't care.

"Well I expected that." Mark looks over at Dark siting at his table enjoying his empty line. Then you show up almost out of breath. "Im sorry *huff* is the event still going on?" You look at Mark. Mark smiles at you and picks up a water bottle hanging it to you. "Don't worry your on time. You got a good ten minutes left. If you get in line now you can still make it." You drink up the water, "Wow I'm so lucky... I thought I wasn't going to make it and ran half of the way." You look into the building and see the lines full of people but you stop and see Dark's empty one. "Ummm excuse me Mark is Dark's line closed?" You tilt your head. Mark looks back at Dark cracking his neck, "No its not. Everyone eventually got to scared to go near him. He doesn't seem to mind as you can see." You look at Dark, he does look very intimidating but you shrug your shoulders, "Well I'm going to burst his bubble."

You walk to Darks line happily. Everyone from the other lines look at you like you were crazy or had a death wish. But there you go and you stop at the red tape and wait for Dark to call you up. He looks up at you, his eyes looking you up and down. "What are you doing?" He asks placing his arms on the table. You smile at him, "Just waiting to meet you. can I come up?" Dark gives you a look, "You could have just left your gift with Mark like the others." You hold out your hands, "I don't got one. I just wanted to meet you." Dark is now curious he motions you forward. You walk up to the table not afraid and smile at him. "Are you telling me you came here without wanting a signature, bringing a gift, or wanting a picture? Yet here you stand wanting to meet me for what a minute?" Dark raises an eyebrow.

"Pretty much." You say simply. "I think your an interesting character. I know you are suppose to be evil and all that but I think there is more to you than you are letting on. Deep down I think your longing for something else besides the obvious taking over Mark or making your own deals that benefit you." You look at your phone. "Well times up I just wanted to tell you that. Bye have a good one." You make your way out.

"Your not leaving." Dark looks at you hard. You turn around to find him glaring at you. his dark aura coming out and his shell having cracks slightly. "What do you mean there is more to me? You only know me from Mark's videos. How can you possibly think you really know who I am? I am a evil ego and am feared by the others and even the fans. They say they love me and all but only because of Mark. You think you know who you are exactly talking to..." Dark's shell is cracking more. The other egos can feel it and are already preparing to jump in to protect the fans. Mark starts walking up to Dark's table to take you away before he does something bad.

You start laughing. It makes Dark surprised as well as the others around you. The fans think your asking for it and the egos think Dark's energy made you go mad. "hahahaha You think your scary. Trust me I have been through some bad things and they are worse than you." Dark looks at you eyes wide and for once amused. "Dark I know you aren't the best person ever but you know I think your like this because your acting out. Sure you love using people and you enjoy taking control but I think it is because you actually like people. sure it is to mess with them but to me it is also because you don't like being alone. You like having someone there to mess with. If you didn't then what would you do with yourself? You need people weather you like to admit it of not. That's just my opinion. I should get going I really went over the time limit but since  I'm the only one in line I guess that's ok." You turn to leave then walk back. "O one more thing." You poke Dark's nose with a boop. "See ya Edgelord." You wave at him and leave.

Everyone is doesn't know what to think. The other egos look at Dark eyes wide because he didn't react to what just happened. Mark stands their dumbfounded and you pass by him. "O by the way love your stuff. Your the best." You go to the merchandise table and buy a shirt with Dark on it from a very surprised Ethan who saw what happened. you leave with your shirt walking back to your car happily.

Dark looks after you still trying to piece together what just happened. The event ends and everyone starts to clean up. Dark still sits at his table looking at the doors you left at. "Dark you know you could have left five minutes ago right?" Mark looks at Dark. Dark sits up and walks past Mark, "I'm not doing this thing again..." Mark nods, "Noted." Dark leaves ahead of everyone. He is the first to arrive home going straight to his room. He changes for the night and lays in bed looking up at the ceiling.

"hu... I don't get their name." Dark whispers to himself. He thinks why would he care about learning a name for someone he would most likely never see again but they did do something he never thought anyone could do. They surprised him.

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