#Markiplier x daughter reader

[creat0r-cat]

Markiplier x Teen!Daughter!Reader - Not the Same

Requested by: Anonymous

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“Dad! The doll is right there! What are you doing??” Laughed (Y/n) as her father almost left his hiding space. “I have to get the mold thing up there!” He exclaimed, moving Rose out from beneath the table and trying to run passed the enemy. His attempt was unsuccessful as it started laughing like a maniac and he started losing HP. “I tried to tell you earlier, there’s another way there, you just have to go the other way!” 

“Agh, dang it. Fine, we’ll do it your way.” Mark grumbled as he moved Rose away. Chaos ensued as after he got around the doll, the giant mannequin burst through the door. “AGH NO!!!” Cried the older YouTuber as he had the girl hide under a table.

(Y/n) was laughing, Mark jokingly telling her to be quiet. She only shook her head and decided to look at chat. There were a few people commenting how Rose reminded them a bit of (Y/n). The girl was confused but opted to ignore them, turning back to watch the game. 

Mark finally got out of the room, shouting at the dolls to stop their insulting yammering, and looked over at his daughter. “You okay?” She nodded her head, smiling reassuringly at him. “Yup, I’m fine, just thinking about something. Oh look! Michael’s back!” Indeed he was, writing glowing, worried words on the wall for Rose to read. 

As they walked through the house of memories, the two players started to put pieces together. “Okay, I’m pretty sure at this point that Michael is actually Ethan.” Commented Mark and (Y/n) nodded again. “I would be shocked if he wasn’t.” After defeating the crazy ghost girl, they fell even deeper into the world after being pushed away from harm by a male figure. 

Both father and daughter were shaking with excitement and the girl pointed at the screen. “THAT’S ETHAN!! WE CALLED IT!! THAT’S ETHAN!!” Mark, after calming down a bit, made his way through the familiar territory, (Y/n) once again looked at the chat. She frowned as there were multiple comments saying similar things to the previous one, but with a little more added on. 

“CraZGurl: Awww Mark and (Y/n) are so cute around each other! Their bond is like Rose and Ethan’s relationship!” 

“MuddBoi: @CraZGurl FR! They do give off those vibes, don't they?” 

“MyMain6Channel: It’s like watching real life versions of Rose and Ethan! <3”

“BuddiBuddy: Adorable (OwO)”

(Y/n) wondered what made them think that and spoke up. “Chat, as flattering as it is that you think Dad and I act cute around each other, I can guarantee that we aren’t like Rose and her dad in the game so stop saying that.” Mark didn’t really understand what she was talking about, but decided to keep quiet. 

As the coded father and daughter ran through a mold infested cavern and away from the final boss, the comments continued to grow with the same relative message. However, these words fell upon distracted ears as the real life duo were off in their own little worlds. Mark’s mind was in auto pilot during the big fight and he just let his mind wonder. 

“What would my life have been like if I never had a daughter?”

(Y/n) pointed out small details and provided some help while a question of her own floated around in her head. ‘What would my life be like if Dad just disappeared from my life? What if my story really was like Rose’s? Dad has been to the hospital many times for things, but what if something finally killed him? What would happen to me?’ She shook her head. ‘No, you idiot, don’t think that way. He’s tough, and even if something did happen to him, his friends have always been willing to help him out so I’d be fine.’

Mark and (Y/n) both watched as Miranda was defeated, and Rose held her dying father. It was a very emotional moment, and both Fischbachs were sad. “I’m so very proud of you. I love you, Rose.” spoke Ethan and (Y/n) felt her own dad’s arm wrap around her, bringing her closer into a partial hug. 

“I love you too, dad.”

(Y/n) subconsciously read those words out loud, her voice barely a whisper as the screen faded to white. She looked over to her right to see her dad was looking at her with a smile. He hugged her tight, and while sharing that moment with him, she looked over once again at the comment stream. With a sigh, she spoke loud enough to be heard while her face was basically pressed against Mark’s chest. 

“Don’t say that chat. I don’t want to think about losing my dad.” Mark, hearing this, looked over and read the messages. So that’s what she had been thinking about. He gave his daughter a protective squeeze and glared goofily at the camera. “Yeah, guys. As you can see I’m perfectly fine. Unless I’m not and I’m a ghost. Oooooohhhhh~” He rebukingly teased before tickling (Y/n) and smiling when she burst into laughter.

Mark knew that if something happened to him, his friends or his mom would take care of his daughter. Yes, his body was a little messed up at times, but it had been a while since anything major happened, so he wasn’t too worried about it. For the time being however, while he was still relatively healthy, he’d happily spend as much time with his little girl as possible. 

As the final cut scene played through and the credits rolled, the two Fischbachs talked about their favorite parts of the game. “I think there were a few aspects I would’ve liked to have been included in, but overall it was a good game.” Said Mark with a shrug and (Y/n) laughed.

“Yeah, you’re just disappointed that Big Waifu Lady Dimitrescu didn’t make an appearance and instead we were stuck with Smelly Mold Lady Miranda.” He playfully shoved her which made her giggle. “How dare you make such bold claims! I feel rather insulted!” 

The previous comments had been almost forgotten as the father and daughter messed around both on and then off stream. They managed to score a good story for themselves in the real world, unlike their compared counterparts in the game, and that made them happy. Sure, worried thoughts lingered in the back of their minds, but at that moment, they didn’t matter. Mark and (Y/n) were a happy family, and to them that was all they could really ask for.

[nox140497]

HELP!!!!

Please please please send me ideas guys I'm stuck. I want to write but i have no idea where to start. Please send me ides

[sweetheartreader27]

Hi hi hi!!! It's been a while since I posted some, huhu I just got a new phone 😭😭😭

Promise I'll keep up to post some fanfictions, I also am at a Markiplier fever, so if ever you have a prompt/imagine idea for the daddeh, request are open (note: I only do Female Reader, sorri! Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò)

Hope you all enjoy this 2nd part!

Title: Fox on the Hunt. (Pt. 2)

Pairing: Luke x Fox!Fem! Reader

Words: 2,173

In a rising morning, Luke grumbles and feels like he couldn't breathe, he also felt trapped, with a slight puff, he opened his eyes, he saw full skin and felt a softness under his chin. After a couple of minutes before Luke realized, he was sleeping safe and sound over her breasts. Luke couldn't help and feel hot, blood rushing through his veins that causes his "fella"" rising up, might poke to Y/n's thigh.

Y/n's sleeping form rustling and hugging Luke tighter, causing the man to have much more difficulty to breathe. The fox finally woke up and noticed that Luke was shoved to her "girlies", without a second thought; she pushed him with slight force. They both raised up from the bed and looked at each other's eyes while wearing their respective gears.

Y/n: s-sorry, I don't know what's happening to me when I am asleep

Luke: no no, I-It's fine, it's not your fault

Luke's thoughts: (shit shit shit shit! I must get out of here before she notices my "friend" is up)

Luke finished up first, looking at her with a rose cheek and said-

Luke: gotta go now, me and Alvin are supposed to be out now looking for Pete, Clem, and Nick

Y/n hummed and nodded, soon they heard a knock on the door. Luke approaches the door and open it wide; it was Alvin on the other side of the door.

Alvin: you ready?

Luke: yep, just finished to wrapped it up

Alvin glanced at Y/n who is on her gear now too and having a soft smirk on his face. He gets his eyes on Luke again and said-

Alvin: let's get going

Luke: yeah

Y/n: Luke

Luke twist his head and stare at her beautiful eyes.

Y/n: you two, please be careful out there, hoping the three are okay

Luke smiled at how she got worried and showing it off.

Luke: we will and I really do hope so too

Luke and Alvin decide to go out now while the sun is rising.

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After a couple of hours, preparing stuff in the cabin. Everyone got startled even Y/n, by a running clem. They started to rain Clem with plenty of questions.

Carlos: where have you been?

Rebecca: Where's Alvin?!

Clem: we got attacked... *Panting*

Carlos: by what?

Clem: walkers....

Their conversation continues on and on, soon after they decide to go out with Clem, I felt bad for the kid for not having a rest but she really is needed to track down Pete since Clem is with him most of the time yesterday. Carlos approaches her and said-

Carlos: Y/n could you-

Y/n: yes I will, I promise to keep your daughter safe

Carlos smiled, grabbed his rifle and went out with Rebecca to look for the rest, that causes Y/n left alone with sarah. She starts to walk upstairs to observe which door will lead her to track Sarah, the fox hears her giggles and twisted the knot of the door, revealing Sarah.

Y/n: found ya!

Sarah giggles and squeal while a smile plastered on Y/n's face. Sarah notice her fox ears and tail, looking to it with an awestruck look on her face, mouth wide tempting to touch it.

Sarah: Can I?

Y/n: sure why not

Sarah touches her fox ears and starts grabbing a hair brush to brush Y/n's puffy furry tail. Y/n enjoys the pampering, after a few couple of minutes that they are playing, taking pictures and more, until someone knock on the door.

Sarah: who was that?

Y/n sniffs and noticed it's not the other member of the group, she start to shielded Sarah.

Y/n: Sarah... can you go under the bed, and won't make any, ANY noises right now? That's a stranger over there on the other side...

Sarah nodded and obliged, Y/n noticed the pictures they have in the floor scattered around, then she started to collect it and slide it on Sarah. She cast a spell to hide her fox ears and tail before she proceeded to go down stairs and attempt to lock the door when suddenly it was swung open by a man with a moustache and thick leathered jacket with fur on the collar.

???: who are you, gorgeous?

Y/n decided to play a cold act.

Y/n: Who are YOU?

???: Name's George.

Y/n: George huh, what do you want?

"George": just a survivor like you

Then all of the sudden, "George" barge in without a care to her presence.

Y/n: hey-

"George": nice place you got here. You stay alone?

Y/n come up with a believing lie as possible.

Y/n: no, me and my husband takes this place

"George": where is he now?

Y/n: he is out for a hunt, while I do the cleaning here, we both have our own task to establish a safe zone.

She stated with a cold look on her face, "George" hummed, and starts to wonder until he noticed a small creak from upstairs. He then goes up and open the door of a room where Sarah is hiding, she immediately follow up with the man.

Y/n: you are wondering here for too long now though

"George": I hear a creak in here, do you hear it too?

Y/n: seems quiet to me, please go now. My husband would never like a stranger here so please

"George" sighed and started to go downstairs.

"George": sorry for troubling you, I'll go now

Y/n nodded and follow the man then she closed the door. As soon as the man leaves, she flicks her fingers to uncast her spell to make her fox ears and tails free and ran up to see Sarah, she is glad that Sarah was okay until someone knock up on the door. With hesitation, she sniffs and noticed that it's the group, she immediately go downstairs and open up the door to see Luke, Alvin, Rebecca, Carlos, Clem, Nick, and Pete with a saw off leg.

Y/n: Oh my god...

Sarah: Dad!

Sarah hugged tightly her own father while Luke and Nick lay Pete down on the floor.

Y/n: hey old man, what happened?

Pete laughes hearing her sweet voice just for her to playfully insult him with a hint of worry.

Pete: got bit on the foot and needed to saw it off

Y/n: I could really see that you saw it off based on your cutting.

Pete is losing a lot of blood, Y/n quickly thinking what she can do until... She starts hurdle upstairs taking her bag and satchel with her, she got back at Pete and take some stuff out of her inventory. She pull a wooden tumbler, a water, a bead of metal, and some ornaments that seems edible. She start to crush the bead of metal and the ornaments then putting it together at the tumbler and starting to put some water on it, she mixed it firmly and boiled it with her fire element. And then, she put Pete's head to her tail then she made him drink whatever she made. Pete coughs and feel urge pain from the cutted leg and soon some metalish starting to replicate his previous flesh leg and foot. Everyone was shocked from the whole process she was doing and then Pete jolted up from the ground and looked at his cutted leg has now a metal type one.

Pete: the hell? Am I tripping?

Y/n: looks like my calculations was right, and you are not tripping

Pete: how the fuck happened this?!

Alvin: Y/n happened

Pete look at her with confused and curious look.

Y/n: well I... I started to make a "magic drink" for you to heal it up, or much say is replacing it. I could replace your foot as a human type one bit since you stated that your foot was bit, I don't have other choice but to make some alterations...

Pete: so you were saying was you make a science project at me?

Y/n: well you can imply on like that, thankfully your scientist isn't an insane one

Pete: damn, you know how to humor me

Y/n: but unfortunately...

Pete look with a worry look on his face when Y/n was about to say something bad.

Y/n: due to the alterations, since metal was been use to you instead your own flesh, your blood cells has now a hint of metal to you. Don't worry it's totally safe... Only to you.

Pete: what do you mean?

Y/n: it means you cannot make transfusion. You cannot let your blood been donated to someone else, or that person will slowly died due to a lot of iron

Pete: Damn...

Y/n: yep

Carlos: At least, you were able to make it in rush...

Y/n nodded at him, until Sarah spoke

Sarah: A man just came in here...

Carlos: What?!

Sarah: and Y/n spoke with him...

Rebecca: so you just open the door for him huh?

Y/n: no! I was about to lock the door but he just immediately barge in and look around

Sarah: she was telling the truth, dad...

Distress filled in the situation until Carlos broke the silence

Carlos: does he said his name?

Y/n: yeah... But I do feel he is lying

Rebecca: what do you mean "he's lying"?

Y/n: The way he said his name is just too "make up" based on the tone he is using to talk to me.

Luke: wow... You really are observant, foxy

Y/n blushed a little and trying to re-focus her attention to the current situation they were in.

Carlos: I do feel Y/n surprises him, however now he saw her... I'm sorry Y/n but you will be more better with us. William Carver is a very dangerous man, he is really smart too... Let's start packing up and head out.

Y/n nodded and everyone goes to their respective rooms. Luke and Y/n help each other to pack their things up and they hit the road.

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The moon shines so bright, they all start walking, hoping for a stable camp in the nearest stops since Rebecca shouldn't be pressed on the pressure, 3 days later, they were able to find a temporary safe place to sleep in, soon after Little chit chats there and there has been made, while Y/n sat on the ground and shutting her eyes off and drifted to sleep. A little longer, her tails rustling on the ground-causing her shiny white fur pelt to have couple dirts until Luke tap her shoulder that causes her fox ears to twitch up. She notices that the others fallen asleep peacefully, leaving her and Luke the only one who was up.

Y/n: hey Luke, evening

Luke: evening foxy, don't you mind if I join you?

She yawns in a fox like and swipes herself on the side and tapping the vacant space beside her, signaling Luke that it is fine, Luke gradually taken the offer and sit beside with her. After a couple of minutes, Y/n broke of the silence.

Y/n: why are you still up this late, Luke?

Luke: well... just relocating the ski lodge on where we should be look at

Y/n: I see, hey at least the ski lodge is the best option we are betting, promise to aid you up just incase the field is messy

The small pun she made causes the Casanova to laugh softly that causes her to do the same as well. Soon after the laughter dies, leaving the two lost on the voids of their eyes, then Luke starts to lean in his forehead, resting it on her forehead which she softly accepted, enjoying every minute they have until... Luke starts to cup her face, making her exposed all her face feature on him that causes him to admire her.

Luke: You are a cute fox...

Y/n: you were the first said that to me, among men...

Luke now has the most shocked and gasped expression, he was about to ask but Y/n shush him.

Y/n: I know what is on your mind, Casanova. It's not, and it's just ... I'm not used to it, that's all.

She gave him a quick look and was about to get her face off from Luke until he..

...cupped her face and gave her the most sincere and passionate kiss, which Y/n with mo hesitation, she kissed him back. After a couple of minutes, he finally stopped kissing her lovely lips, staring each other's eyes, hand intertwined to one another. Finally, Luke spoke.

Luke: Y/n, ever since you got in to me and Pete's sight... I couldn't help but feel these. Y/n I honestly and Genuinely in love with you

He stated while giving his best puppy look, she chuckled softly and kiss the back of his palm.

Y/n: the feelings are mutual, farm boy

Luke smile, and just kissed her deeply. The two were now more careful for each other, they also eat together. Now... The fox on the hunt was now down and tamed.

[imagobin]

Most of my fan-fictions are on Wattpad because I like the format better, but I figured I might as well compile the things I've written & am proud of here as well.

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List of Fandoms

Fionna and Cake (4)

Hunter x Hunter (18)

Markiplier-verse/Egos (5)

Monkey King 2023 (14)

Spider-verse (4)

Steven Universe (1)

Super Mario Bros (1)

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Fionna and Cake

Winter King

Headcanons ❄️Taking Care of You When You're Sick | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of Winter King taking care of his sick bodyguard whom he secretly has feelings for.

Headcanons ❄️Playing Hero | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of Winter King trying to play hero to woo you and convince you to fall for him, only for things to backfire. Little angst maybe? Idk

Headcanons (Request) ❄️Tending to the Gunters | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of you and Winter King trying to have a cozy snowed-in day, but having to change their plans when penguins show up at your doorstep.

Winter King x GN!Reader (Slice of Life) One Shot (Request) ❄️Icy Daughter❄️ Desc: Winter King keeps a lot of secrets from (y/n), but today he's ready to reveal one of them... he actually has a daughter?!

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Hunter x Hunter

Zoldyck Family

Headcanons 🔯General Family Dynamics🔯 Desc: Speculations on how each Zoldyck family member sees the others, with a bigger focus on the less-explored relationships.

Headcanons 🔯Zoldyck Siblings see you're hurt | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for the Zoldyck siblings and how they'd react if you came back to them injured after a fight.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Being Zoldyck's middle child | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a Zoldyck middle child reader who's both a talented assassin and loves taking care and spending time with their siblings.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Leaving the Zoldycks | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for how the zoldyck siblings would react to their Sibling!Reader leaving Kukuroo Mountain.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯The lost sibling | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a reader who's meeting their family for their first time, after being taken away from Kukuroo Mountain as a baby.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Being Grandma Zoldyck | Fem!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a reader who's the elusive grandmother of the Zoldyck family.

Headcanons 🐲Grandpa Zeno | GN!Grandchild!Reader🐲 Desc: Headcanons for how it'd be like to have Zeno Zoldyck as a grandpa.

Ramble 👒Kikyo's visor👒 Desc: My thoughts on why Kikyo wears a visor at all times.

Headcanons (Request) 📍Big Brother Illumi | Fem!Reader📍 Desc: Headcanons for what it'd be like to be Illumi's younger sister, from the day you were born to the current year according to the timeline.

Ramble 📍Illumi and Milluki's brotherly relationship🎮 Desc: Analyzing OG manga scans cause the english translation was incomplete.

Headcanons 🎮Milluki Boyfriend HCs | GN!Reader🎮 Desc: My HCs for how Milluki would be as a boyfriend, contains fluff and overprotective tendencies.

Ramble 🎮Small thought about Milluki Zoldyck🎮 Desc: My personal theory on why Milluki acts the way he does.

Ramble (Request) 🎮Milluki's Nen🎮 Desc: Some Nen abilities I think Milluki could develop based on his lack or presence of character development.

Ramble 🎮Milluki doesn't have anger issues🎮 Desc: Debunking the belief that Milluki has anger issues through manga scans analysis.

Headcanons (Request) 🩵Killua studies with Leorio HCs🪀 Desc: Killua decides to change career paths and become a doctor after getting inspired by Leorio.

Ramble 🧸Alluka in the Italian translation🧸 Desc: The Italian HxH manga uses only feminine pronouns when referring to Alluka, let's talk about it!

Leorio Paradinight

Headcanons (Request) 🩵Friendship! | GN!Reader🩵 Desc: Headcanons for how you and Leorio met and what kind of friend he is.

Headcanons 🩵Romance! | GN!Reader🩵 Desc: Headcanons for how you and Leorio met and became romantic partners, lots of cuteness and fluff.

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Markiplier-verse/Egos

Alise T. Vermont (OC) Pentalogy

DA!OC Insert Book Who Killed Markiplier? | Wattpad Desc: Alise is an assertive and confident district attorney who works alongside their lifelong friend, Damien, the mayor. Things suddenly break her routine upon receiving a strange invitation from a friend she hadn't heard from in months, Mark! But what was supposed to be a fun night amongst friends, quickly turned into a nightmare when Mark was found dead and strange things kept happening inside Markiplier Manor. Will Alise and the others manage to catch the murderer... or will they fall into darkness as well? Captain!OC Insert Book ɪɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪᴘʟɪᴇʀ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1) | Wattpad Desc: Captain Alise has finally boarded the Invincible II to bring colonists to a new planet. However, things quickly take a turn for the worst when the spaceship gets trapped in a wormhole and Alise is requested to fix an apparent paradox alongside the ship's head engineer, Mark. Will they complete their mission, or will they be stuck there forever? Only one way to find out. Captain!OC Insert Book ɪɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪᴘʟɪᴇʀ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2) | Wattpad Desc: The universe has been rebooted and Captain Alise now has to fix things once and for all, but how will they do that when the multiverse itself seems to be against them? Actor!Mark x DA!OC (Platonic) Book A Heist with Markiplier | Wattpad Desc: Alise has now reunited with Mark in the void, where the Actor can finally start putting his plan into motion, however... the ghosts of their past are always ready to come hunting them again, and what was meant to be some harmless fun becomes much more as Alise starts discovering what happened in the outside world while she was stuck in the void. Actor!Mark x DA!OC (Platonic) Book A Date with Markiplier | Wattpad Desc: With the artifact now lost, Mark and Alise have decided to sit back for a while and go on a date, but things never go as planned...

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Monkey King 2023

Dragon King/Ao Guang

Headcanons 🌊Childhood Friends | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons for Ao Guang and Reader being childhood friends and growing up together.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Kaiju!Dragon King | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: After the battle against Monkey King, the Dragon King was rendered powerless, but also got stuck in his Kaiju form? And now he needs to work around that to salvage his relationship with Reader.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Raising a child | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons for you and Ao Guang adopting and taking care of an abandoned child.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Kaiju!Dragon King Fluff!🌊 Desc: Another batch of Kaiju!Dragon King HCs, but this time it's extra fluffy!

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Protecting the child | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons of you and Ao Guang being protective of your adopted child.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Dating | GN!Nine Tailed Fox!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons of you and Ao Guang meeting and dating, but with a twist! You're a shapeshifting Nine Tailed Fox!

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Comforting his Child🌊 Desc: Headcanons for how Dragon King would comfort his kid when they're struggling with something.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Family daily routine🌊 Desc: Morning and Night routine of Dragon King and his family.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Caring for you | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: You got sick, and Dragon King, beind the drama queen that he is, does everything to ensure you recover and never ever get sick again.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Self-consciousness | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Something went wrong with Dragon King's transformation, and once he's defeated, his body retains some of the water he used to transform, self-consciousness ensues.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Self-conscious pt. 2 | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Dragon King feels self conscious about his body, and you decide to comfort him. Pt. 2

Dragon King x GN!Reader (Fluff) One Shot 🌊𝒮𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓈🌊 Desc: After his defeat, the Dragon King decided to lay low and slowly regain his powers deep down in the sea, that was until he spotted (y/n), who drastically changed his goals in way he'd never thought of before.

Dragon King x GN!Reader (Action) One Shot (Request) 🌊𝓜𝔂 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂🌊 Desc: Despite being stuck as a Kaiju, Dragon King managed to build a family, finding a spouse and even adopting a child, but what happens when a new danger arises, and the people he loves the most are put in danger?

Kaiju!Dad!Dragon King (Slice of Life) One Shot (Request) 🌊𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓓𝓪𝓭🌊 Desc: Ao Guang learns that despite being a Kaiju, he can still enjoy small moments with his child.

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Spider-verse

Johnathon Ohnn/The Spot

Headcanons ⚪Platonic Relationship | GN!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for The Spot and Reader being roommates, pre and post-collider. Headcanons ⚪Rivals to Friends | GN!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for Johnathon Ohnn and Reader being college classmates and rivals. Headcanons ⚪Being a Father | GN!Child!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for Johnathon Ohnn/The Spot being your dad (totally not self indulgent).

The Spot x Artist!OC (Platonic) Book Behind the Eight Ball | Wattpad Desc: Being behind the eight ball |To be in a difficult position, from which it is unlikely one can escape, out of luck.| That's how Johnathon Ohnn felt after the Alchemax Collider exploded. He'd lost everything: his job, his family's love... his face. Until he met someone who was genuinely willing to help him... but would that be enough?

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Steven Universe

Jasper

Jasper x Human/Gem hybrid!OC (Romantic) Book 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐚𝐝 | Wattpad Desc: Emma had always believed she was the only Human/Gem hybrid on earth, however, her world is turned upside down once she learns of the existence of Steven, and embarks on a journey to Beach City to meet him. Unfortunately, he's already left months ago, and it looks like Emma will have to keep searching, but not without a certain orange gem forcing herself into the picture.

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Super Mario Bros

Bowser

Bowser x Dryad!OC (Romantic) Book The Dryad's Loyalty | Wattpad Desc: Hazel is a lone dryad who's lived in complete isolation their entire life... what happens then, when a Koopa King comes crashing down in their forest and forces them to become part of his Koopa Troop?

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[ijwrff]

Day 5-Star (Captain Magnum)

I can never imagine the precious Captain any way other than platonically XD so have Captain Magnum x child reader! Reader is Magnum’s precious daughter ^^ proof read by the amazing @tiny-yan-anon and @nerdqueenkat !!

Word Count: 1,270

“Dad please!”

“I ain’t never told ya no...but no.”

You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. You had heard at the last island you stopped at about holidays. You’ve never felt the need to celebrate them, as every day was a party since the next was never guaranteed.

But you were ten years old soon! It was hard enough raising a baby on your own...and your father practically was. Death was a common thing for you, as all your best friends and mates eventually lost the never-ending battle against the sea. You’re alive, and it’s a miracle to everyone on the ship.

Each time a new crew would surface, your father and the captain of this ship, put them up to the ultimate test. If you liked them or not. You were a relatively easy-going child, so few had failed the test. But it was a test all feared nonetheless.

“I...I HATE YOU!”

“MY LITTLE SEA ANGEL WAIT!”

You heard your dad call out your birth-given nickname, but ignored it. The current crew slid out of your way as you bolted to your room. Which. Is also your father’s room. The ship wasn’t small by any means, but with crew coming and going so frequently...you’ve never needed more than one room for the crew and one for you and your dad.

You heard him stomping after you, but you ignored him. It wasn’t hard to tell where he was on the ship with his legs. You thanked whatever deity for that, since it made hide and seek an easy victory.

“My precious little darling please open up!”

“Sweet talk won’t win me over daddy! Leave me alone! I don’t want to talk to you right now! Or...ever!”

You knew you were throwing a tantrum, a common occurrence for children your age, but how were you to know that?

“I just...want to be a normal kid for just one day…”

You heard him sigh on the other side of the door and walk away. You slumped against the door you had slammed shut, knowing if you sat against it, he would be too conscious of your well-being to break it down.

You let a few tears slide before wiping them away angrily, “what kind of pirate cries...not that I ever asked to be a pirate anyways…”

You let your tired eyes close, and found yourself drifting off to sleep before you knew it.

By the time you awoke, you saw the door across the room...wait. You didn’t fall asleep in bed.

You sat up and looked around the room, seeing your dad slouched over next to it holding your hand.

You smiled, before yanking your hand away as you remembered your previous argument.

Upon having your much...much smaller hand ripped from his he sat up with a grunt. Magnum blinked his eyes a few times, clearly regaining his senses and grinned wide enough to see past his overgrown beard.

You recoiled, wondering just what made him so happy after you told him such awful things.

“I have something to show you, little sea angel. But you have to trust me first okay?”

With an instinctive nod, you took the hand he had outstretched. Even if you were mad at him, he was your dad. You loved and trusted him, more than words can say. He smiled wide upon seeing your trust, and it makes you give a small smile back. You really did love seeing him happy more than anything.

“Okay! Now close your eyes little one. I’m gonna carry you somewhere okay? No peeking or...no fruit for a month!”

“Daddy we talked about this, that kills people.”

“None of your ‘Common-Sense’ nonsense!”

You rolled your eyes, but closed them anyways. Your dad carefully picked you up, always treating you like his most valued treasure...and maybe that was true. He placed you on a familiar spot on his shoulders, knowing to hold on tightly or you’d fall. Not that he’d ever let you. But the fear was still there.

People have died from less than a small fall on these seas.

Feeling him duck under the doorway, and head to the middle of the ship, you wondered where he could be taking you. The crew had already mentioned there wouldn’t be land for another two days or so, making it impossible there was somewhere off the ship you’d be going to.

With a squeak, you held onto your father tightly as you felt him begin to ascend up to the crow’s nest. You were never fond of heights, but you knew you’d be safe in your father’s arms. You just hoped he wasn’t planning on finally throwing you overboard for your earlier comments.

The trip was uneventful, for better or worse, and you found yourself yawning. He was taking this very slowly, it was almost peaceful, like a slow rocking. But you knew better than to fall asleep anywhere than the carefully sanitized captains quarters.

Once he finally reached the top, you felt his large hands reach up and set you down on the floor of the crow’s nest.

“Can I open now?”

“Almost…”

You felt him take off your regular black bandana and huffed, he knew of your dislike for your hair. It was always messy! And washing it in salt water did more harm than good.

“I know, I know just bear with me one more second…”

You felt his fingers casually run through your hair, as a newer, softer bandanna was wrapped carefully around your head. Was this all for a bandanna?

“Alright...now!”

You did as he told, opening your eyes before closing them again, shielding yourself from the sunset. You pulled at the tails of the bandanna, seeing a vibrant yellow color.

What grabbed your attention most, was that the usual pieces of twine and gold in your father’s beard were replaced with...ornaments? Well that was cheesy. Wait...ornaments? Where did he even get those!

With grabby hands you reached up, letting him lean down to your level and he let out a boisterous laugh, “this isn’t the surprise! But I’m glad ye like them! They’re just the set up to the bigger surprise.”

With a questioning look, he pointed downwards. You stepped over to the edge of the crow’s nest to see the entire ship decorated like one large Christmas tree! The nets that hold up the nest and mast wrapped in green tinsel, and ornaments strewn about at random.

The steering wheel and various other monuments of the ship decorated with bows and stripes to look like presents under the tree.

Eyes now watering, you turned back to your father and jumped into his waiting arms.

“I-I’m sorry daddy! I didn’t mean it! I don’t hate you and I love you so much!”

You felt him rub your back and head soothingly, as he always did to calm you down.

“Shh…There, there. I know, I know.”

He pulled back, looking at your now reddened face, “and a perfect little star for our perfect...not little tree. Only the best for my little star.”

He poked at the top of your head, and now with closer inspection, can you see the starred pattern on your bandanna.

“Can we have holidays every day?”

Letting out a laugh, Magnum looked down to the waiting crew, “ye hear that? Every day is holidays from now on! So ye better get to work! We have a celebration to...do!”

He may not be the best dad, but he was yours. And that was more than enough for you.

[writing-of-a-british-bitch]

1K Writing Challenge Celebration

Okay so, I hit 1K AGES ago but since I’ve been so busy with The Fairy King (which will continue soon) and now a Night At  The Opera that I didn’t get a chance to post this!! Anyway, some  of these songs may be in the wrong category and I’m really sorry. Without further ado, here we go! ( God I really hope this doesn’t flop)

RULES

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Deadline is the 12th April ( this can be extended- just message me)

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How to Enter

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CHARACTERS/PEOPLE

Darkiplier

Yancy (A Heist With Markiplier)

Snafu Shelton ( The Pacific)

Eugene Sledge (The Pacific)

Freddie Mercury (MUST BE PLATONIC)

Brian May, Roger Taylor and John Deacon (Queen)

The Borhap boys (Joe Mazzello, Gwilym Lee, Ben Hardy, Rami Malek)

Loki, Dr Strange, Peter Parker, Bucky Barnes (MARVEL)

Eggsy Unwin (Kingsman)

Robin Of Loxley (Robin Hood- 2018)

Bernie Taupin and Ray Williams( Rocketman)

Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Jimmy Darling ( American Horror Story)

Eddie Edwards ( Eddie The Eagle

Taron Egerton

Charles Xavier, Peter Maximoff ( Xmen- NEW)

Warren Worthington (XMEN: APOCALYPSE)

Josh Washington (Until Dawn)

Ahkemenrah (Night At The Museum)

Pat Murray (Undrafted)

Adult!Tim Murphy (Jurassic Park)

Garner Langway (Dear Sidewalk)

F L U F F

Say you won’t let go - James Arthur - @sherlollydramoine 

Too much love will kill you - Queen

Marry me - Train

Before You Go- Common Kings

Death of a bachelor- Panic! At The Disco

Teenage dreams- Katy Perry

 Smithereens - Twenty Øne Piløts @breadnbutternips 

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy- Queen -@liliah39 (Roger x reader)

You’re my best friend- Queen -@mirkwoodshewolf (Roger or Deaky x reader)

All of me- John legend

Hey soul sister- train

I was born to love you - Freddie Mercury/ queen

Sarah Smiles- Panic!At The Disco

When the day met the night- Panic! At the disco - @metaphorical-love-for-a-car

Good Riddance ( Time Of your life) - Green day

Summer of ‘69- Bryan Adams @sj-thefan (Roger x ?)

 Your song- Elton John

Hey soul sister- train

Everything has changed- Taylor Swift

Part of me- Katy Perry

A N G S T

Too good at goodbyes- Sam Smith

Without me - Halsey

Happier- marshmallow ft basillr

Love- Daughter

Hurts like hell- fleurie

The other side- Ruelle

Idfc- Blackbear

Dream alone- Nathan Sharp ( NateWantsToBattle)

This town- Niall Horan

Good company- Queen

Mr Brightside - The Killers @xmxisxforxmaybe (Snafu x reader)

Someone you loved - Lewis Capaldi

All I ask - Adele

How do you sleep?- Sam Smith

Is that alright? - Lady Gaga

Cold- James blunt

Wolf in sheep’s clothing- set it off

Bury A Friend- Billie Eilish

M I S C

Part of me- Katy Perry

‘39- Queen- @ramimalekpan (Sledge X Snafu)

Starman- David Bowie

[ironarrow87]

Mobile Masterlist

9-1-1

Edmundo “Eddie” Diaz x Reader

Seconds After (Prompt Challenge)

Take Off Your Shirt (Prompt Challenge)

Howie “Chimney” Han x Reader

At Rest (Prompt Challenge)

Robert  “Bobby” Nash x Reader

Hug (Tidbit)

Daredevil

Frank Castle x Reader

Wave (Tidbit)

Matt Murdock x Reader

Grime (Prompt List)

Law and Order (Imagine)

Stuck (Prompt List)

Doctor Who

10th Doctor x Reader

Cats (Tidbit)

Museum Piece (Imagine)

Swoon (Tidbit)

11th Doctor x Reader

Surprise (Tidbit)

Quantum Physicist (Tidbit)

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Newt Scamander x Reader

Unicorn (Tidbit)

Weight (Prompt Challenge)

Theseus Scamander x Reader

Birthday  (Tidbit)

Percival Graves x Reader

Comfort (Tidbit)

Cuddles (Tidbit)

Cuddles (2) (Tidbit)

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Didn’t Even Matter (Prompt Challenge)

Lucky Girl (Prompt Challenge)

Remus Lupin x Reader

Dead-End Streets (Imagine)

Sun Soaked (Prompt Challenge)

Sirius Black x Reader

Cave (Tidbit)

Closet (Prompt Challenge)

The Haunting of Hill House

Theodora “Theo” Crain x Reader

Almost Kiss (Prompt Challenge)

In the Rain  (Prompt Challenge)

Only me (Prompt Challenge)

House M.D.

Gregory House x Reader

Baby (Tidbit)

Cold Comfort (Imagine)

Convince (Prompt Challenge)

Flip of the Switch (Imagine)

Hugs (Tidbit)

In Rare Form (Imagine)

Make Out (Prompt Challenge)

Piano (Tidbit)

Unicorn (Tidbit)

Unlucky 13 (Imagine)

You Don’t (Prompt Challenge)

Robert Chase x Reader

Fond (Tidbit)

Open Secret (Imagine)

Jessica Jones

Kilgrave x Reader

Chain of Command (Imagine)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Clint “Hawkeye” Barton x Reader

Happiness (Tidbit)

Bruce “Hulk” Banner x Reader

Actions Speak Louder Than Words (Imagine)

Bare Skin (Prompt Challenge)

Broken Record (Imagine)

Green Light (Imagine)

Height of Love (Imagine)

Nightmare (Tidbit)

Grant Ward x Reader

Jailbreak (Imagine)

Peter “Spiderman” Parker x Reader

Fear (Tidbit)

Phil Coulson x Reader

Dangerous (Imagine)

(Not So) Lone Wolf (Imagine)

Target Acquired (Imagine)

Pietro “Quicksilver” Maximoff x Reader

French Fries (Tidbit)

Sam “Falcon” Wilson x Reader

Data (Tidbit)

Steve “Captain America” Rogers x Reader

Coloring Outside the Lines (Imagine)

T'Challa “Black Panther” x Reader

Glitter (Tidbit)

Tony “Iron Man” Stark x Reader

A Slip of the Tongue (Imagine)

Betrayal (Prompt Challenge)

Bite (Tidbit)

Breakfast (Tidbit)

Breathe (Imagine)

Champagne (Tidbit)

Comfort (Tidbit)

Cookies (Tidbit)

Death of a Bachelor (Imagine)

Disgruntled (One Shot)

Holding On (One Shot)

Lights Out (Imagine)

Make Out (Prompt Challenge)

Necklace (Tidbit)

Nightmares (Tidbit)

Peace of Mind (Imagine)

Playing Pretend (Imagine)

Push (Tidbit)

Shirtless (Tidbit)

Sorry to Interrupt (Imagine)

Study Help (Prompt Challenge)

Tree (Tidbit)

You Hold Him (One Shot)

Wanda “Scarlett Witch” Maximoff x Reader

Cookies (Tidbit)

NCIS

Abby Scuito x Reader

Zoo (Tidbit)

Ducky Mallard x Reader

Grandpa (Tidbit)

Old is Gold (Imagine)

Leroy Jethro Gibbs x Reader

Adult (Prompt Challenge)

Always (Imagine)

An Accident (Imagine)

Anorexia (Tidbit)

Baby, It’s Cold Outside (Imagine)

Beaten At Your Own Game (Imagine)

Bent Out of Shape (One Shot)

Best Kept Secret (Imagine)

Blow Up In Your Face (Imagine)

Blushing (Tidbit)

Cold (Tidbit)

Cooking (Tidbit)

Daughter (Tidbit)

Dessert (Tidbit)

Don’t Tell (Imagine)

Expecting (One Shot)

Face of Danger (Imagine)

Fear No Colors (Imagine)

Fight (Tidbit)

Gentleness (Tidbit)

Get Some Sleep (One Shot)

Go For a Spin (One Shot)

Gun (Tidbit)

Gut Feeling (One Shot)

Hanahaki Disease (Tidbit)

Hand-holding (Tidbit)

Home (Tidbit)

Horseback Riding (Tidbit)

Hot (Tidbit)

Humming (Tidbit)

Hurricane (Tidbit)

In Good Hands (Imagine)

In the Red (Imagine)

In the Same Boat (Imagine)

Infuriated Intolerance (One Shot)

Intimidation (Tidbit)

Jealousy (Tidbit)

Killing a Spider (Prompt Challenge)

Kiss It Better (Imagine)

Long After You’re Gone (One Shot)

Morning (Tidbit)

Naptime (Tidbit)

No Hesitation (One Shot)

No Laughing Matter (Imagine)

No Smoke Without Fire (Imagine)

Not Dying (Prompt Challenge)

Nothing (Imagine)

Off the Books (One Shot)

One Thing (Imagine)

Out of Routine (Imagine)

Pain (Tidbit)

Panic (Tidbit)

Pardon My French (Imagine)

Pigeon (Tidbit)

Please Just Remember (One Shot)

Pride and Prejudice (Imagine + NOLA)

Protect (Tidbit)

Puppies (Tidbit)

Red Hot (Imagine)

Rolling with the Punches (Imagine)

Romance (Tidbit)

Salt (Prompt Challenge)

Sawdust (Tidbit)

Strapped for Time (Imagine)

Take My Word For It (Imagine)

Taken for Dead (Imagine)

The Perfect Muse (One Shot)

The Strong, Silent Type (Imagine)

Tickle Fight (Tidbit)

Tie (Tidbit)

Tight Squeeze (Imagine)

Tired Eyes (Imagine)

Too Much to Drink (Imagine)

Touch (Tidbit)

Trapped (Tidbit)

Traveler/River/Forest (Tidbit)

Trust (Tidbit)

Trust Your Gut (One Shot)

Vodka (Prompt Challenge)

Walk in the Woods (Prompt Challenge)

Jimmy Palmer x Reader

Stick to Your Guns (Imagine)

Tears  (Tidbit)

Tony DiNozzo x Reader

Birthday (Imagine)

Caring (Tidbit)

Classifies as a Date (Prompt Challenge)

Coffee (Tidbit)

Cooking (Tidbit)

Cuddles (Tidbit)

Dancing (Tidbit)

Hammock (Tidbit)

Little Black Dress (Tidbit)

Little Children (Tidbit)

Loopy (Prompt Challenge)

Massage (Tidbit)

Protective (Prompt Challenge)

Romance (Tidbit)

Sleep (Tidbit)

Snow (Tidbit)

Tears (Tidbit)

Thunderstorms (Tidbit)

Bite the Bullet (Imagine)

Wake Up Call (One Shot)

Timothy McGee x Reader

Anger (Tidbit)

Annoyance (Tidbit)

Baking (Tidbit)

Breath of Fresh Air (Imagine)

Brother’s Keeper (Imagine)

Chocolate (Tidbit)

Campfire (Tidbit)

Fear (Tidbit)

Fear (Imagine)

Kiss (Tidbit)

Kiss the Gunner’s Daughter (One Shot)

Last Goodbye (Prompt Challenge)

Laughter (Tidbit)

Love Eyes (Tidbit)

Mice (Tidbit)

Neon Signs (Prompt Challenge)

Pregnant (Tidbit)

Rain (Tidbit)

Rescue (Tidbit)

Love Is Blind (Imagine)

Sister’s Keeper (Imagine)

Sunrise (Tidbit)

Vows (Tidbit)

Worry (Tidbit)

Psych

Shawn Spencer x Reader

Not in My Book (Imagine)

Carlton Lassiter x Reader

A Chance of Coffee (Imagine)

Make Out a Case (Imagine)

Protection Detail (Imagine)

Sherlock

James Moriarty x Reader

Business (not) as Usual  (Imagine)

Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Armor (Tidbit)

Blanket (Tidbit)

Intruder (Tidbit)

Serenade (Tidbit)

Silence (Tidbit)

Tears (Tidbit)

Warmth (Tidbit)

Supernatural

Team Free Will

Pride and Joy (Imagine)

Castiel x Reader

Angel’s Advocate (Imagine)

Gentle (Tidbit)

Guardian Angel (Imagine)

Keep Smiling (Imagine)

Laughter (Tidbit)

Safe (Tidbit)

Stumbling Across (One Shot)

Whispers (Tidbit)

Crowley x Reader

Birthday Wish (Imagine)

Fit for a King (Imagine)

Honey (Tidbit)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Baking Up a Storm (Imagine)

Call It A Night (Imagine)

Cherry Pie (Tidbit)

Cologne (Tidbit)

Confession (Imagine)

Defend (Tidbit)

Fierce (Imagine)

Hair (Tidbit)

If You Die (Prompt Challenge)

Losing My Faith (Imagine)

Old Fashioned (Imagine)

Perfect Storm (Imagine)

Promise Me the Moon (One Shot)

Shot Through the Heart (And You’re to Blame) (Imagine)

Sunglasses (Tidbit)

Sweet Sounding Proposal (Imagine)

Take Notes, Sweetheart (Prompt Challenge)

Tickled Pink (Imagine)

Quiet/Forest (Tidbit)

Garth Fitzgerald x Reader

Starry Skies (Tidbit)

Sam Winchester x Reader

A Chance Meeting (Imagine)

Close Call (One Shot)

Hold the Phone (Imagine)

Hot Ticket (Imagine)

Magnets (Tidbit)

Puppies (Tidbit)

Sleep Tight (Imagine)

Taken By Surprise (Imagine)

Tears (Tidbit)

The Road To Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions (Imagine)

Uniform (Tidbit)

Your Secret is Safe With Me (Imagine)

Markiplier Egos

Wilford Warfstache

Down Time (Imagine ft Darkiplier)

[mookoo-writes]

~Day Out With Wilford~ (Wilford Warfstache X Teen! Reader)

Authors Note: I love Wilford so much oof

Fandom: Markiplier Egos Pairing: Wilford Warfstache X Teen! Reader (Platonic) Warning(s): Platonic reader, cursing

Anyway, please enjoy~

~~~~~Y/n P.O.V.~~~~~

Schools the worst. All the homework we receive, being forced to socialize, getting yelled at by teachers, and having to be responsible for all our duties. One of them is bringing a lunch or at least some money for the vending machine. Unfortunately for me, I didn't bring either. I guess I could just ask a friend for something but I don't want to be a burden. I could just use it as a study hall then.

I huffed as I stuck my hands in my pockets. Weaving through the crowds of people to get to the cafeteria, I spot a familiar pink haired entity. Why is he here? I thought I told all of the egos to never come to my school unless necessary. I sigh as I start walking over to Wilford. He looked completely lost. Like he was in a jungle surrounded by animals. Actually, that's a pretty good description of high school.

"Y/n! Fancy meeting you here!" Wilford ran over and gave me a huge hug. I saw over his shoulder that everyone passing by was giving us a weird look, but that didn't bother Wil one bit. He let go and gave me a big smile under his pink mustache. "I thought I told you-" "Yea yea yea I know, but you forgot your lunch on the kitchen counter. Wil pulled a brown paper bag from behind his back. I took hold of the bag and felt something wet on my hands. "Uh Wil, why is it leaking?" I open it and find...

"WHY IS THEIR A LUNG IN A BAG?!" I shove the bag back at Wilford so I don't have to hold the liquid drenched bag. He grabbed it out of my hand and took a peek inside. "Woops. I grabbed the wrong back. I think this is Dr. Iplier's." Wil tapped his chin as he tries to decipher why it was on the counter. Of course, this type of stuff doesn't phase him. On the other hand,  I am mortified that I just touched human essence. I just stare at my hands as the liquid lingers on my palms. Wil snatched the handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to me. I quickly grab it from his hand and start drying my own hands off.

"Well, looks like I'm skipping lunch." I sighed as I handed the handkerchief back to Wil. Will gasps and covers his heart with his hand like I just offended him. "Nonsense! I will take you out to eat like a gentleman!" Wilford grabs my arm and practically drags me to the school's exit. There is no way I could stop Wil from pulling me out of school. Plus, I don't want him to stop. My worst subject was after lunch.

"At least let me sign out so it doesn't seem like I'm skipping." I walked over to the school's office and signed some papers to get out of this jail. I walk back to the mustached man as he rocked on his heels in boredom. "Just, don't tell Dark I'm practically ditching school." "Wasn't planning on it gumdrop." Wil gave me a side smile as we walked down the street to a nearby restaurant. "So, what goes on when I'm not home?" I bluntly ask, trying to make conversation. "Well, after you leave for school, we have our meeting" I shake my head, telling him to go on. "Everyone want's to kill each other a little more when you leave." I laugh at his honesty. "I'm a little surprised no one already has." We both laugh until we stop at a little restaurant with an outside seating area. Wil pulled out one of the chairs for me to sit. I swung my bookbag off of my back and set it next to the chair. "What a gentleman." I rolled my eyes as I took a seat across from Wil.

A waiter/waitress came over at our table and handed us our menus. "What would you two like to drink." The waiter/waitress asked as they gave me a wink. I fumbled with my menu from the sudden flirty mood. "I- uh- I'll have a f/d" I gave a nervous laugh as I try to avoid eye contact. Wilford gave a stern look and ordered what he wanted. The waiter/waitress smirked and walked away with our orders. "I'm going to un-alive them." I look over at Wil and see his hand holding a knife. "You better put that thing away! Where in public!" I whispered/yelled at him. He only sighed and stuck the weapon back into his pocket. "Just to be clear, you're not allowed to date until Dark is dead," Wil stated, fixing his pink bowtie. "But he's immortal." "Exactly!" A bright smile was plastered on the pink haired man. "Who are you, my dad" I joked. "Well, all of your caretakers are male, so to answer your question, I guess I am." He gave a proud smile.

Having so many people take care of me kinda reminds me of Steven Univers, except Steven actually knows at least one of his biological parents. I guess all of the Septiceye's and iplier egos are like your dad's without the romantic parts.

The waiter/waitress came back with our drinks and asked us what we wanted to eat. As Wil was ordering, the waiter/waitress kept glancing at me. It was pretty uncomfortable actually.

As they took our order off to the kitchen, Wilford looked at me with a stern expression. "If they do anything funny-" "Calm your straps their Wil" I sigh at his dad like antics. "I think I can take care of myself. After all, I didn't learn how to use a gun for nothing." I gave him a smirk. Wilford's eyes lit up with a proud expression. "That's my girl/boy/other!" I let out a chuckle. I did learn from the best after all.

"Here's your food." The waiter/waitress smiled as they handed each of us our food. "Thank god. I'm so hungry!" I said as I took a bite of my food. "Hi hungry, I'm dad." I slowly look at the man sitting across from and gave out a disappointing sigh. "So it begins," I mumbled to myself.

I took a few more bits out of my meal until I saw a piece of paper underneath all of it.

Call me ###-###-####

"I'm just gonna put that here" I placed the piece of paper under my plate pretending they never put it there. Before I placed my plate back to its original spot, Wilford snatched the paper off the table. His eyes narrowed as he read what was written. He crumpled the paper in one hand and threw it in the nearest garbage.

"How have your meals been so far?" The waiter/waitress asked, leaning on my side of the table. This set Wil off the charts angry and annoyed. He abruptly stood up from his chain and grabbed him/her by the color of their uniform. "You know, It's not smart to flirt with my daughter/son/other in front of their father." Wil spat at the poor waiter/waitress. "I think you're taking this father thing a little to serious." I patted Wil on the back as he let go of the waiter/waitress. "I think we're done here. Grab your bag, we're leaving." I swiftly picked up my back and started walking beside Wilford.

Where probably never going there again.

~~~~~Bonus~~~~~

"You forgot your wallet, didn't you"

"You know it!"

[vgilantee]

Helpless || Damian Wayne x Reader

Someone on my last fanfic asked for another Damian Wayne x reader so here it is. it’s loosely based off the song Helpless from Hamilton and it was pretty fun to write (I was watching Markiplier’s charity livestream while writing it so it was pretty chill) and once again Damian is about 16-17 (but you can have him really at whatever age suits you!)

It’s another long one again

words: 1138

Expensive dresses. Expensive Suits. Expensive wine. Expensive perfume. The expansive room was filled with evidence of luxury. Everybody was dancing, alone or with partners, all with an air of grace. The band played songs that were not quite slow tempo and were at top volume.

Your sister, the assistant director of a large technology company, was laughing and talking with other important and rich people. She was stunning, the attention of everyone who spoke to her or was near her was watching her effortless grace. You stood by her side, never one to want the spotlight but you still wanted to be by her side. You laughed at a joke she said (nobody else seemed to get it) and you turned away slightly, to hide from the disapproving looks of the rich. While you were looking away, you saw a young man enter the room. You couldn’t see him in much detail from the other side of the ballroom, but his strong jaw, slightly messy dark hair and look of general distain caught your attention and you felt for a second you heart stutter. You followed him with your eyes as he made his way over to a man who looked like an older brother. Your sister noticed your attention was distant from the conversation and followed your line of sight. She laughed lightly and excused herself from the conversation and gently took your arm, leading you away.

“Do you see someone you like?” She teased with a wink. Nearby, you heard giggles and watched as two girls around you age (the daughters of the rich and powerful) tease each other, eyes never leaving the same boy that previously had your attention.

“This one’s mine.” You lowly growl to your sister, eyes still on the girls. She smirks, throws you another wink and saunters over to the men. You look at her in horror, wondering what on earth she is going to do. She begins to talk and you can see that she is trying to be flirty. I’m through. She’s going to embarrass me. Oh no. Suddenly he turns to you and you see his beautiful green eyes. You feel helpless, like your drowning in a sea the colour of his emerald eyes. You then see your sister offer out her arm, which he then takes, and they begin to walk over to you.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N).” You say softly, offering him a slight curtsy.

“(Y/L/N)?” He says curiously.

“My sister.” He nods in understanding and offers his hand. You place yours in his and he brings it to his lips in a polite greeting. You flush slightly and, once again, your sister winks at you and begins to walk away. “I’ll leave you to it.” You send her a slightly panicked look as she walks away.

“I’m Damian Wayne by the way.” He says after a second of watching you awkwardly beg your sister to stay with your eyes.

“Bruce Wayne’s kid?” That explains it. The good looks, the ease of conversation, the comfort in being in such a big, expensive gathering.

“Yeah.” He says, looking down. You fall into silence and it’s hard to tell if it’s awkward or comfortable. You both shuffle from side to side when he suddenly offers you his hand. “Wanna go outside? It’s a bit nicer and you seem like you don’t really want to be inside surrounded by all these people.”

“Oh god. Yes please.” You laugh and take his hand, letting him lead you between people and out the large back doors.

The garden out the back is empty of people (well, except one couple making out violently behind a marble post). The bushes and trees are neatly trimmed and there are some flowers that are still bloomed, despite the late time. Damian keeps leading you further into the garden and you revel in the warmth of his larger hand holding yours. You don’t really pay attention to where you are, simply marvelling in the beauty of the garden, but your attention is called back when Damian lightly tugs on your hand and sits down on a seat swing hanging from a weeping willow. You can still hear a light hum of the band inside but it was drowned out by the thumping of your heart.

“So,” he finally breaks the silence, “what is someone who doesn’t seem to like fancy balls doing at one?”

“My sister dragged me along.” You reply with a light laugh. “Apparently I need to leave the house more and a fancy room full of rich pricks is the way to do it.” Another laugh leaves your lips. “No offence.” You add as an afterthought. Probably best not to offend Bruce Wayne’s biological son.

“None taken, I was forced to come by my father to ‘make a good impression’.” He seems relaxed and even lightly laughs himself before muttering, “I don’t know why, Drake is the one getting father’s company when he retires anyway.” You laugh at his response and from there, you both fall into easy conversation.

Your sister and a young man, the same you assumed to be Damian’s brother before, rush over to you. She grabs you by the shoulders and gently shakes you.

“You just disappeared! I know I said I!d leave you to it but disappearing is not okay! It’s been 3 hours!” She continues to lightly shakes you while you, Damian and the other man just laugh. “Don’t you laugh! I am in charge of you while you are with me and that means you tell me when you’re going to wander off! And you Wayne boys better stop laughing!” This only caused them to laugh harder (and it confirmed your suspicion of the identity of the handsome man).

“I’m fine. Calm down.” You say, between laughs.

“I know I know.” She says, finally calm, “but we need to get going.”

“Oh. Okay.”& Although you hadn’t realised that you had been talking for so long, you didn’t want to leave. You had fun just talking with Damian and watching the stars.

“I’ll give you five.” You sister whispers to you. She walks away and Damian’s brother (which you later learn was Dick Grayson) throws him a not-at-all-subtle wink.

“Thank you for spending your night with me.” You shyly turn to him. 

“There is no-one else I would have rather spent it with.” He takes you hand and helps you stand. you both face each other and, in one courageous move, the only brave thing you have ever done, you lean forward and kiss his cheek. Okay, so it wasn’t that brave, but, baby steps. Baby steps. Damian, however, took you brief bravery, and kisses you.

And off, hidden behind a pillar, your sister and Dick Grayson cheered and high-fived, glad their baby siblings were finally no longer single.

A/N send some request into my ask inbox! I have a bunch of prompt posts reblogged and the fandoms I plan on writing for are in my bio!

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Dealings with a Devil (Part 14)

Dealings with a Devil (Part 14)

Reader X Darkiplier

You, Reader, have made a deal with what you believed to be a fantasized version of your favorite YouTuber’s alter ego, Darkiplier after he’d visited you in a dream. You believed Darkiplier to only exist in your dreams and on Markiplier’s YouTube channel, but by some impossible way he’s real and he intends on collecting on your debt to him.

“When I was a young boy, my father took me in to the city to see a marching band...” Is that Black Parade? Who's playing My Chemical Romance? These are the question you have as you wake up with the mother of all headaches. Your neck is burning and your whole body is just a living embodiment of pain and discomfort.

You whine and groan as you try to sit up. When that didn't work out you settled for rolling over to your side. At least you managed to do that. Hesitantly you peek open one eye, but the blinding light of the sun quickly makes you regret that attempt. Groaning you roll over again with much difficulty.

You have vague memories of  Dark attacking...no... no that's not right. Dark wouldn't bite you... he wouldn't hurt you. No, Anti had been there, he'd been in your house. Your eyes fly open as you force your body to sit up, sweeping around your room for evidence of your attacker.

“You're awake.” Dark's voice greets you as you turn to the bed room doorway. Relief sweeps through you and tears dribble down your cheeks.

“D-Dark?” you whisper, your voice is so horse and foreign it scares you for a moment. “Wh-where is A...Anti?” you ask trying to keep from sobbing. You'd never known fear like that before. You'd hoped you could talk Anti out of whatever he was planning, but then...

Just thinking about it makes you cringe. You curl into yourself, attempting to protect yourself form his attack, from his teeth. You can't help the cry that you make as phantom hands grab at you. Dark is there in an instant. He's hesitant to touch you so instead he tries to talk to you.

“Dove, it's me. Can you hear my voice?” Dark asks really wanting to touch you, but he uses his exquisite sense of self control to keep his hands in check. You shutter and draw your knees up to your chest.

“Why? Dark, why weren't you here?” you ask lifting your head a little to look at Dark. You can see the impact your words have on him. The look one his face is one of pure agony.

“I came as quickly as I could, I...” He can't even try to close himself off from you. He's never had anyone depend on him like you had been while Anti held you captive in your own home. This place you are supposed to feel safe and protected became your prison.

“I'm sorry, dove. This is my fault, I failed you.” Dark whispers. It's the closest he's looked to guilt that you've ever seen. It tugs at your heart strings. Dark isn't the type to admit his mistakes like this.

“Hey, Dark, look at me.” you say softly, uncurling enough to reach out to him, touching his arm. Dark looks to you a little confused. “It's okay, you came. I'm not dead...I think, so you didn't fail. Underestimating people is something a lot of individuals do. I did it too. I tried to talk him down from hurting me anymore. I thought I could reach him.” you say.

“I know, dove. You are much better than I.”

“C-can I lay next to you? I don't feel good.” you say. Before you even have a chance to take it back Dark has you in his arms again, his back propped up with pillows. You close your eyes and force what Anti had done from your mind.

In the next few days you go to your doctor's office, telling them you'd been attacked a bitten by a mugger. Your doctor takes some blood and it comes back that your white blood cells are elevated. He says that's probably due to a possible infection and prescribes you some antibiotics to take to prevent and kill any infection Anti may have created.

You're brothers start walking you to and from work after hearing your story of being attacked. Dark even sticks around a little more after Anti's appearance. You try to do your best to convince him you'll be okay but he refuses.

“Dove, there is something you and I need to talk about.” Dark greets you as you enter your apartment, today Anthony is with you. You blink and feel your face flush as your brother lays eyes on Dark for the first time.

“Who the fuck are you? Why are you in my sister's apartment?” Anthony asks, well yells stalking up to Dark as he stands from the couch. Dark doesn't seem in the least bit intimidated by your brother and his best attempt to appear bigger.

“Tony, please don't curse at him. That's rude and Dad would smack you for it.” you say trying to relax a little despite your brother. “Dark, I didn't realize you'd be here so early.” you say softly, taking off your jacket and hang it up.

“I thought we might go out for dinner tonight, dove.” Dark says barely acknowledging Anthony. You can see Anthony ready to go at Dark for ignoring him.

“Dark, please don't be rude to my brother.” You sighing as you stop next to Anthony. “He's an ass, but he is my big brother.” You add softly.

“My apologize dove.” Dark says before squaring with Anthony. “My name is Dark, I am dating your sister.” You and Anthony have the same look.

“Really?” you both ask. Anthony gives you a confused look as you shrug at him.

“What?”

“How do you not know if you're dating someone?” Anthony asks turning to face you.

You shrug again. “I'm sorry, we never really classified it and... wait! You never asked me out!” you say pointing a thin short finger at Dark.

“What? You didn't even as my sister out on a date?” Anthony asks easily switching sides. You are his baby sister after all.

Dark doesn't seem as amused at you are at the situation. “I did not think it was needed. I informed you of my intention from the beginning.” Dark says watching his words effect you.

You blush at his words. He's not wrong so you can't fault him or deny it. “W-well, it'd still be nice to be asked out.” you fumble unable to meet your brother's gaze.

“What intentions? Do I need to get Dad?” Anthony asks completely unsure what is happening.

You shake your head vigorously. “No! You do not need to get Dad!” you say a little too loud.

Dark smirked, chiming in to your dismay. “I would rather enjoy meeting your father, dove.”

And with those few words you are now sitting between Dark and Jackson with your mother across from you, Anthony beside Dark, and your father staring Dark down from the other side of the table. This would normally make you very happy to have your whole family together for a dinner, but not under these circumstances. You're pretty sure your father is having a mini heart attack at the thought of you dating.

Not one has talked in about five minutes and you know someone is going to ask a stupid question that will result in you becoming embarrassed. So, you clear your throat as quietly as you can before looking at you father. “Dad? How was work today?” you ask trying to ease the tension.

“It was good.” he responds. You sigh. Three word responses are never good in your family.

“How did you two meet?” you mom tries addressing Dark and yourself.

“Ah, by chance really.” you start unsure how to tell them that Dark isn't exactly a human being.

“One might say in a dream.” Dark says smirking. You are actually shocked at his attempt at humor.

“What does that mean?” Jackson asks.

“You sister is a very enchanting woman.” Dark supplies honestly. You mother awes across the table, obvious taking it the romanticism of his response.

“You sure you got the right girl?” Anthony asks looking between you and Dark as if you'd both grown third heads.

You elbow him in the side. “Hey! I take offense to that. I can be quite charming.” you say smirking.

“How long have you two known each other?” Your mother asks continuing on with the Q&A portion of the night.

“Two years.” You supply honestly. Your mother looks at you with shock.

“You've been dating my daughter for two years and we're just now meeting you?” you father nearly explodes. You quickly shake your head no.

“No, Dad! No, we only recently started dating.” You say quickly.

“She is correct. Only recently has our relationship changed.” Dark supplies calmly. You smile at him, thankful he's going a long with you.

“What do you do for a living, Dark?” Your father asks, you don't rightly like the way he says Dark's name.

“Daddy, please, be nice.” you say softly.

“I am an enforcer of sorts.” Dark responds. “I work for a private security company.” he adds shocking you. Is that what he really considers is life to be like? You try to hide your own shock.

“Private sector, hm?” Your father mutters. “Can you provide for my daughter?”

“Daddy!” you hiss angrily. You hate this part of your parents meeting a boyfriend, hell even just a male friend. Especially with your father.

“Yes, sir. I can provide quite well for her.” Dark responds calmly.

Anthony takes his turn to butt in. “You said you told her from the beginning what your intentions were towards her. So enlighten us; what are you intentions towards my sister?” You feel mortified by the question. Of course Anthony would do this too you.

“Anthony mentioned that, I'm quite interested as well.” Jackson adds as all eyes focus on Dark then to you.

Dark doesn't even attempt to lie or even just fib a little. Nope, not Dark. He goes right too it. “She's is perfection, and I plan on being at her side.” Dark says with complete conviction.

“Do you plan on marrying my baby girl?” Your mother asks earning a wide eyed stare. She frowns at you, the one that tells you to stop being rude.

“Yes.” The whole evening took a turn to the weird after that. You could have sworn everyone gave a breath of relief at Dark's answer and suddenly he's the golden child of the table. You simply sit there with a look of confusion and slight insult on your face.

What the actual fuck is going on?

Part 15

[creat0r-cat]

Markiplier x Teen!Adopted!Daughter!Reader - I'm Right Here

(Part 2 of “Take Your Time”)

Requested by: daysgobyinhereyes

-------- (Y/n)’s POV)

Looking around, everything was blurry and white. I couldn’t understand where I was or what was happening. Sirens sounded from far away and blue and red colored lights started to appear in the distance. Concerned and muffled voices spoke outside of the white wall that obscured my vision. 

I couldn’t understand them, but I could tell they were just as afraid as I was, though I didn’t know why.

Three blurry figures rose beside me, their voices concerned but inaudible to me. They turned to me, seemingly wondering what I thought of the situation. I didn’t reply and only stared at them, wondering who they were. They were small childlike beings with no discernible traits other than different sizes of hair that blended in with their figures. From what I could somewhat see, I assumed there were two boys and one girl in this place with me.

The white wall suddenly opened, the sound of a zipper present as a new figure appeared in my sight. “We need to go.” The figure spoke, her voice echoey and muffled. I was finally able to recognize her as female. She motioned for us to follow her, and we all got up and left the room, now revealed to be a tent. The blurry woman urged us forward and I struggled to keep up with her and the others. 

I heard shouts behind us and I looked back in time to see a blinding light overwhelm my eyesight. I tripped over something in front of me and I was quickly grabbed by someone who ran behind me. Upon hearing my cry of alarm, the blurry woman halted, and her eyes widened, seemingly not knowing what to do. Then with a soft, “I’m sorry”, she disappeared into the woods with the other three. I cried out for her with my own inaudible voice before I was quickly dragged backward, the light once again overtaking my vision. 

I awoke with a start, a small yelp of alarm escaping my mouth. I was back in my room at Mark’s house. I put a hand over my racing heart but was shocked to see it shaking. ‘A nightmare..’ I thought, my breathing slowing down to an appropriate pace. ‘I can’t accurately remember the last time I had one of those.’ 

I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and my door opened to reveal a panicked Markiplier standing in the entrance. “(Y/n), are you okay? I heard you yell.” I blushed in embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just.. had a nightmare, that’s all.” Mark came closer and sat on the edge of my bed. “Do you want to talk about it, kiddo?” 

I looked at him, the dark circles under his eyes noticeable even in the dark room we were in. “If I’m being honest, I’m not entirely sure what it was about, so talking about it probably wouldn’t help. Sorry..”  As I said this, I looked over at the clock. I frowned, realizing it read one in the morning.

Mark nodded, covering his mouth as he yawned, “Alright. Remember that I’m here if you want to talk.” I nodded and he leaned over, giving me a warm hug. I returned the gesture after a moment of hesitation and he left the room, closing the door behind him.

I looked down again, the guilt of bothering him sending an uncomfortable chill down my spine. Mark had been so busy these past few days, and I felt awful that I just seemed to be another problem interrupting his work. That new interactive adventure he was working on, as exciting as the concept was, it took a toll on him, whether he acknowledged it or not. Laying down and closing my eyes once more, I prayed that there wouldn’t be any more nightmares waiting for me in the dreamscape.

(Time skip a few weeks later)

There hadn’t been any nightmares since that night, but the memory still remained. I tried not to let it bother me, but the unanswered questions in my mind were driving me nuts. Who were those other people? Why did the police show up? What grabbed me in the darkness? Why did the woman leave? Why did they look familiar? Unfortunately, I didn’t have and could find the answers to any of these queries. 

Mark, by this point, had finally finished the script for “In Space With Markiplier” and was able to focus on regaining a normal sleep schedule and making up for lost time with Chica and I. It was fun to see him outside of his office after such a long time, but even so, I felt bad about all the times I had interrupted him during the writing process of his big project. He probably would’ve been out quicker if it wasn’t for me. 

I shook my head, trying to get those kinds of words out. “Stop being so stupid, you don’t know what would or wouldn’t have happened so stop blaming yourself.” I thought, my eyes rolling in annoyance at the sheer (Y/n)-ness my thoughts had turned into for a second. Mark had told me before that he didn’t mind taking small breaks, even if it was to check up on me. He had even said that if I hadn’t woken up from the nightmare, he might’ve pulled an all-nighter and forgotten to sleep at all. It turns out that he had realized how tired he was and had gone to bed soon after making sure I was okay.

Chica walked over to me, her tail wagging happily as I gently scratched behind her floppy ear. “I know that you missed dad too, didn’t you, Chica-Beeka? Aren’t you glad he’s done writing that long video script?” I said in a goofy voice and as I knelt down, she started to lick my face in reply. “Ack! No!! Stop!! Back you foul beast!!” Chica knocked me over as she continued her merciless assault. I played dead but instead of just stopping or finding Mark, she just plopped down on top of me with a tired huff. 

Mark, who had just entered the room, got to witness this interaction and started laughing his butt off. “FATHER!!” I cried, my voice muffled from underneath the floof. “HELP ME!” 

“What?”

“HELP ME!”

“Sorry, I can’t understand you. What?”

“I said, help me!”

“Stinky feet? You dare insult our dearest Chica by saying that she has stinky feet? For shame, (Y/n). For shame. As punishment you shall have to stay under your furry prison until it decides to move.” 

“TRAITOR!!!”

“Fare thee well, daughter. I goeth to play the things known as “Video Games”.” Mark said dramatically and I managed to get my head out from underneath Chica, watching him start to leave the room. “Beeka? You want a treat?” The golden retriever stood up immediately and bounded off toward the kitchen. Mark looked back at me with a playful pout. “You’re no fun.” 

“You’re the one who left me to die.” I said with an equally playful yet sassy tone. “That’s it, young lady, you’re in trouble now.” said my dad, who ran toward me as I tried to follow our dog. “NOOOOO!!!” He caught me in his arms and we tumbled to the floor as he started ferociously tickling me. I could hardly breathe as I laughed, and his own goofy laughter only added to the hilarity. 

When Mark finally stopped, I started to catch my breath and I looked up at him, seeing his smiling face. “I am so glad I adopted you.” He murmured softly, helping me up and giving me a warm hug. Chica came back from the kitchen, curious about the commotion and bothered by her lack of treats. Upon seeing the family cuddles, she jumped in between us, wagging her tail and effectively hitting Mark and I in the face a bunch of times. 

“Agh no! She’s too good! Chica! You’re too good!” Mark cried out, coughing to get rid of the stray dog hairs that had invaded his mouth. I had begun laughing again, my mind blissfully distracted for a bit as I watched Chica begin her lick assault on my father. Quickly getting up from my position on the floor, I entered the kitchen and retrieved a dog treat. Chica, upon hearing the container open, came running to receive the long awaited goods. 

Mark followed a few seconds after, first looking over at his dog munching away at the treat then at the stove top clock. “Ahh that was fun. Too bad It’s getting late. You ought to get to bed.” He commented, shifting his gaze back over to me. I nodded, recognizing that he was right. He gave me a hug and a pat on the back. “Sleep well, kiddo. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.” With that, I retired to my room. 

- Start of Dream -

I once again opened my eyes to a blurry scene. It was slightly dark, but I could make out some shapes nearby. They were the same figures from before! They were gathered around what looked like a table, with me at the head. I heard two voices coming closer, singing a familiar tune. I looked over to see a slightly blurry cake with what looked like five candles being brought in by the two blurry adults. 

“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday, Dear (Y/n)! Happy Birthday to you!” They all sang, placing the cake in front of me. I had begun to smile, their faces becoming a bit clearer once I blew out the candles and some lights flipped on. The woman had black hair and pretty (e/c), the same eye color as mine. The man had tanish-gray hair and looked a bit older than the woman. He had bluish-gray eyes.

The younger figures were a bit closer so I looked at them next. The tallest looked to potentially be the oldest with dark brown hair and brown eyes. The second tallest had strawberry blonde hair and had a lot of freckles. His eyes were the same color as the woman’s. The last of the figures was quite a few inches smaller than the previous one. He had tanish-brown hair and the man’s blue-gray eyes which seemed to have a glow of mischief in them. But before I could fully process their faces, a loud noise sounded and I woke up. 

- End of Dream -

I looked around my room, wondering what the cause of the disturbance was. Looking over toward my dresser, I noticed that a picture frame that had admittedly been in an unstable position had fallen over, thus making the loud noise. With an annoyed sigh, I looked over at my alarm clock, checking the time. “12:04 AM.” I thought, turning away from the device and closing my eyes.

“Happy Birthday to me..”

- timeskip - 

It was in fact a big day and I had a blast. Mark, Amy, Ethan, Tyler, and I went to an amusement park and went to my favorite restaurant for dinner. When we got home, Mark and Amy surprised me with a delicious looking cake with the number 15 on it via two big number candles. They sang so nicely and I watched the flames on the candles burn. As they finished the song, I hesitantly blew out the candles as my vision suddenly went blurry. Mark placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying? Do you not like it?” 

Tears? Is that what was obscuring my vision? I wiped them away but more kept coming. “I don’t understand.. I’m so happy, so why am I crying?” 

The Happy Birthday song rang in my ears, the voices of the people in my dream singing along. I let out a small laugh. How silly of me to get so emotional over a little thing like this. “Thank you both so much for this. I can’t even begin to tell you how much it means to me.” I didn’t lie. I didn’t know how to tell them, and I didn’t even understand why.

Mark and Amy gave me a big hug and I relished in the affection. I don’t know if they knew this, but it was exactly what I needed at that moment. I already saw Amy as my mother-figure and Mark was my dad, so in that moment it was like we were a real family. “I love you guys..” I murmured softly and they smiled, Amy wiping away one of my stray tears. “We love you too.” 

Later that night, Amy had gone home and Mark came to check up on me when I was already in bed. “Hey, kiddo. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” I nodded and smiled at him, sitting up in bed. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I mean, it’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that I’m a bit worried because you started crying earlier.” I realized what was bothering him and I climbed out of bed and quickly hugged him. 

“Dad! I promise I’m okay! I just got a bit emotional. That’s all.” Mark nodded and hugged me back. “D-do you want to talk about it?” I frowned a little and I looked down, but knew that it might help to talk it out. It usually does. “I.. have been having dreams lately..” Mark led me to my bed and sat next to me. “What are they about?” 

“I keep dreaming of some family I don’t think I’ve ever met before..” Mark’s eyes widened slightly and he looked at me. His eyes looked a bit worried though his face looked curious. “What.. What do you dream about them?” I frowned and looked down. “The first time, it was them being chased down by the police and I got taken away from them.. The next time, this morning actually, they were celebrating my birthday and singing to me. I don’t know if that’s why I got emotional when you and Amy sang, but.. It’s what happened..” Mark hugged me close and I could hear his heartbeat. It was faster than normal. “I’m so sorry. Do these dreams bother you at all?” I nodded slightly. “A little bit.. I don’t remember these people at all, but they feel so familiar to me. I don’t know how to feel when I have one of these dreams.” Mark gently rubbed my back and his voice was slightly hesitant as he spoke. “Is it possible.. Um.. is it possible these dreams aren’t actually dreams?”

I looked up at him, “What?” Mark looked away, almost seeming nervous. “I’ve read, and have heard, that sometimes dreams can actually be suppressed memories.. So.. that family..” My eyes widened, “They might be, like, my biological family?” Mark nodded, but his eyes looked sad. “Yeah.” He looked at me again. “Do you remember anything before you were put in the orphanage? Any people or events?” I shook my head. “No.. I don’t really remember much if anything from before my time as an orphan. I don’t even know how I got there.” 

Mark nodded and took a deep breath. “If.. if it wouldn’t bother you, could you tell me about that first dream of yours? The one about the police?” I frowned and looked away and he panicked. “It’s okay if you don’t want to! I don’t want to force you into anything!” I shook my head and smiled at him reassuringly. “No no! It’s not that. I do want to tell you, it’s just that.. It was a weird dream and I’m still processing this theory of ours.” 

Mark nodded and I took a deep breath before starting to talk again. “We were in a forest. It was night time and I assume we were in a tent. There were three other kids in the tent with me. Red and Blue lights came and all of us kids were forced to run into the woods with a woman. I tripped and the woman left me behind, taking the other three with her while I was suddenly dragged backwards. That’s when I woke up.”

Mark was silent for a minute as he processed the information I had given him. He then frowned. “I think, if that was actually a memory of yours, that was how you were taken away from your parents. I suspect that’s also why you start panicking when you think you’ve been left behind. You were traumatized by that woman, your mother, abandoning you when you were younger.” I blinked. He was right. There was no other real explanation for my fear that made sense for me. I looked at Mark. “But then why did she abandon me? I assume the red and blue lights were police lights, but if that was the case, why did she run? Was she a criminal or something?” 

Both of us said nothing before he spoke up. “I.. don’t have a solid answer for you. I’d hate to think that was the real reason police would show up to a campsite like that, but.. It’s a possibility.” I sighed softly but then smiled at him. “Well then, I guess I got an upgrade parental wise.” Mark couldn’t help but smile and he hugged me. “I love you, kiddo.” 

“I love you too.” I murmured, hugging him back with a smile. Mark looked at the clock and sighed. “Alright. As much as I love talking to you, it’s gotten a bit late and I don’t know about you, but I’m a bit tired from all the fun we had today.” Right on cue, I yawned and Mark laughed. “I knew it!” I couldn’t help but giggle when he said that. “Alright.. Do you feel better now?” 

I nodded and he gave my hand three squeezes. I Love You.

I squeezed back four times. I Love You Too.

Smiling, he got up off of the bed. “Alright then. Have a good night. Sleep well, (Y/n).” I smiled up at him. “You too, dad.” She smiled and nodded, walking out of the room with a final look back, speaking once more before leaving. “Happy Birthday.” When he was finally gone I frowned and looked down. The conversation we just had weighed slightly on my mind. What Mark said made sense, but it was a little difficult for me to wrap my head around. The logic was there, but I wanted more answers. I didn’t want “what ifs”, I’d prefer to have the entire story. 

But I couldn’t.

I didn’t know where my biological family was. I didn’t know why they left nor why the police were there. It shouldn’t concern me as much as it was, but I understood that maybe there were some things that would have to remain unknown. With a sigh, I tucked myself in and closed my eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep.

(timeskip)

It had been three months since my birthday, and that was the last time I had one of those dreams. Life had been very good, and the concepts Mark and I talked about that night didn’t really bother me anymore. Right now, I was laughing with him about the stupidity that ensued during his latest charity live-stream. He and the other guys had made a ton of meals that were to be donated to a charity food pantry. We were there now, dropping it off. 

“I got so worried when Ethan almost dropped that whole bowl of dough, but did you see the way it flipped??” I laughed as Mark recounted a hilarious moment when Ethan ended up flipping a bowl of pasta dough and catching it after he almost dropped it to the floor. “I know right? The chat was going crazy!” We continued talking as we finished placing the food in the pantry and my laughter died down as I looked to my side and I spotted a man and a woman receiving some food from the pantry workers.

No.. It couldn’t be. Could it?

It was them, albeit a bit older, but I’d recognize them anywhere. They were the man and woman from my dream memories. Mark noticed my distractedness and followed my gaze, his eyes found the man and woman and he looked back at me. “Do you know them?” I frowned but didn’t take my eyes off of them. “From my dream.. It’s them.” Mark’s eyes widened and he looked back at the man and woman. 

The woman suddenly looked in our direction and her eyes widened. I nervously looked away, fearing that I had creeped her out. Mark asked if I wanted to talk to her and I wasn’t sure what to say. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and when I looked in it’s direction, I saw the woman. “Excuse me,” she spoke, her voice tender and gentle, as if talking to a child, which in a way, she was. “What’s your name?” 

I took a shaky breath and looked toward Mark who just nodded and looked away. He wouldn’t look at me. “I’m.. My name is (Y/n). What’s yours?” The woman’s eyes widened again and they began to brim with tears. “It’s you.. It’s really you, isn’t it?” I felt myself getting emotional as well, but tried to hide it. “Do I know you? I feel as though I do, but I’m not entirely sure.” 

“(F/n), come here! She’s here! We’ve found our (Y/n)!” The man came over and his eyes widened. “My dear, are you sure?” I looked back over at Mark to see him busy himself on his phone, his foot tapping against the ground slightly. I didn’t know what to do. “I’ve been having dreams.. About you two and three other kids. Or at least, people who looked like you.” The man and woman smiled kindly. “Your brothers and sister. Yes.. they are real.”

I looked down, not sure where to begin. The woman, my mother, moved to hug me but I instinctively took a step back. “H-hold on a second. Then if those dreams were actually memories, then I have questions that need answered.” The woman stopped and the man put his arm around her, nodding. I took a deep breath and began.

“I-In the forest.. We were in a tent, and the police showed up. Why? Are you two..” I trailed off for a moment, worried about continuing this train of thought. “Criminals?” My father looked away and frowned and my mother shook her head. “No. We weren’t… not really.” She trailed off looking a bit guilty. “Then why were the police showing up at the campsite?”

“We were.. Behind on a lot of payments and we had already gotten a notice.. We struggled to get enough money to pay our debt off, but it wasn’t enough and the IRS sent the police after us. They were sent to bring you and your siblings to the orphanage that you no doubt were sent to after you were taken.” My father spoke up and I frowned. “Which brings up another question. Why was I the only one left behind to be taken away?” 

My mother looked incredibly sad as she voiced the reason. “You tripped and fell. If I stopped to pick you up, then your brothers and sister would be taken too. I couldn’t risk it so, regretfully, I had to leave you behind. I didn’t want to, I promise you that. My heart broke when the officer caught you and I was forced to run.” My eyes filled with tears and I nodded in understanding. As much as it hurt to know the truth that I had to be “sacrificed” for the good of the majority, I also was glad it happened. After all, if I wasn’t taken away, I likely wouldn’t have met Mark.

“As much as I hate that it happened that way, mainly because it gave me some.. issues, I’m happy to know the full story. I’m glad I finally got to meet you two.” The smiles that graced their faces brought an amazing amount of joy to my heart and I couldn’t help but smile back. I didn’t lie either. I really was happy to meet my biological parents. Then their next words made my smile vanish and my heart nearly stop. 

“Do you.. Want to live with us again?” My eyes went wide. “W-what?” My father spoke up. “We’re better off now. We’re not the most wealthy people out there, but we’re able to stand on our own two feet so that’s good enough. We can finally support our family and we’d like you to join us.” My head was spinning with the force of this question. They looked so hopeful that I would say yes. I looked back at Mark, wondering how he was reacting to this. He was still on his phone, but I could see that something was wrong with him. 

He was upset, but was trying not to show it.

I turned back to my parents and spoke up. “Listen.. You both are so sweet and I’m happy to have met you, but..” I looked away, trailing off. My mother looked a little upset by my answer but smiled in understanding. “That man over there.. He’s your guardian, isn’t he?” She guessed correctly and I smiled a little, nodding. “I only just met you two.. I can’t just abandon him for people who are essentially strangers to me.” I could hear a slight gasp from behind me and I knew that Mark heard me. “But hey,” I continued, taking out my phone. “Let’s keep in touch.”

That brought a smile to my mother’s face and we exchanged numbers. “I’ll see you both around, right?” They nodded and upon seeing their anxious looks, I gave them both hugs. “Until we meet again.” I murmured, smiling at them before turning and quickly going to Mark’s side. “Are you ready to go?” He nodded and as we started walking back to the car, he spoke up again. 

“Are.. are you sure about your decision? I mean, they’re your real family.” His eyes were slightly filled with tears as I looked at him and I wrapped my arm around his torso in a side hug, smiling up at him. “What are you talking about? Yeah, they were my first family, but you’re my new family. You saved me from the orphanage and you helped me overcome a lot of my social anxieties. Do you hear me right now? I don’t stutter now. I can talk to people normally, and that’s thanks to you. You’re my dad, Mark, and I love you.” 

Mark couldn’t stop the tears from falling as he hugged me and I hugged him back. “I love you too.. So much.. Is it selfish to say that I was scared that you would go with them?” I shook my head and grinned at him. “No, not at all. But you don’t need to worry anymore.” I gently squeezed his hand three times. “I’m right here.” Mark smiles, tears rolling down his cheeks as I led him to the car, both of us finally ready to go home, together.

[vidderinserts]

Could you do a Markiplier x niece//daughter reader where Mark is the readers uncle, but something happened to her parents forever ago so she lives with mark, and she always seems like she's happy, but one day he's looking for her and finds her locked in her room crying? And there's just lots of fluff???

This took soooo long to do, I’m sorry! I hope you like it either way, but again it’s not my proudest. I actually lost my own dad a couple years ago so a lot of reader’s feelings are based on how I’m handling it all these years later

There are very subtle hints at considering suicide, but hopefully nothing upsetting.

Mark hadn’t exactly prepared for the situation that was handed to him. Honestly, he’d never thought it would happen. How often does a god parent actually have to take in their god child because something bad happened?

But when the lawyers determined that you would be coming home with him to L.A. permanently, he was calm. Well, as calm as a man who just lost his sister and brother in law could be. He had your stuff shipped to his house, bringing only what you could fit in a carry on and a separate suitcase - he was fine losing his luggage but was scared of you losing anything important.

His friends were willing to help him out and listen while he tried to adjust when you started puberty - Jack and Felix offering what little advice they could since neither of them had been through it. Tyler was his lifeline until Amy came around, taking you out when you needed to get away or carrying you on his shoulders when you were sad. And being perfectly okay going out to get your “girl products” when you were too unfit to leave the house.

You adored your new family, your uncle had been your favorite extended family member before the accident. But you missed your parents. It was like a hollow feeling in your chest, a numb cottony feeling in your brain. Even though Mark tried in every way to make it better as you grew older.

He took you to a doctor when you complained about nightmares that kept you up, stayed up with you to make sure you didn’t feel lonely and offered to take you to therapy when you were sixteen and said you’d been having some rather dark thoughts.

He was trying so hard even now - despite no longer being your legal guardian - letting you stay in your old room while you debated college, keeping you supported so you could save up all the money you earned from your job. As long as you did some chores around the house and respected that he wanted you home before two am, Mark was very chill about everything.

Until he came back from PAX. You had stayed in L.A. to edit some videos for him, not really feeling up to dealing with flights and crowds and people trying to finally get a glimpse at Nieceiplier. Tyler managed to talk your uncle into it, knowing you were stressed way past the normal levels.

“Honey bunches of nerd, I’m home!” He sounded tired but relieved. You couldn’t blame him, having dealt with all their texts and complaints about the snow preventing their flights. But you were too tired to respond.

You were sat in Mark’s bed, wrapped around Chica - who had begun wriggling in excitement- and holding a picture frame. You stared with a wobbly smile at the picture, a froze number moment in time from your parents’ wedding. Your mother was beautiful in her dress, your father handsome. Mark and Tyler stood beside them in matching suits. They all bore peaceful smiles, ones that had been so familiar to you until recently.

It felt like, despite all the photographs you had of you and your parents that their faces began to blur in your mind. You knew it was just your memories blending into a half false… mush. Colors and sounds were being put with the wrong moments and you could swear Mark hadn’t been there at your first softball game but the photos said otherwise.

“Bubby?” You glanced up to find Mark kneeling by the bed, hand outstretched to you. “What’s wrong?” His deep voice was gentle and nearly caused you to break then and there. His sister had always joked that his voice was the only thing a baby Y/N would calm down for.

“I miss them so much Mark.”

You were proud of how stable your voice was, but the tears that followed? Not so much.

You felt your body being dragged off the bed, and heard a grunt as you dropped into his lap. Mark’s strong arms wrapped around you and you finally let out that wretched sob you’d been fighting. “I miss them so much and it’s getting harder to remember them and I hate it!”

It felt like you were screaming. Your throat felt raw and your face was hot, fingers clenched around the frame so hard Mark worried it might break.

“I know bubbles,” he whispered into your hair, feeling his own eyes water. “I miss them too, but you know, I bet they’re watching you. All the time. Every ladybug that lands on your windowsill while you’re listening to music, the way the lightning lights up purple just the way you like it. That’s all them.

"They’re watching you right now. And they’re so proud of you, baby, just like me. Like all of us are. I’m sorry they weren’t here to watch you grow up, and I’m sorry I wasn’t always the best at helping you but thank you. Thanks for letting me help you when I could, and keeping me company during some of my darkest years.”

You eventually managed to calm down, your breathing a bit shaky and some hiccups but you were better. You wiped your tears on the sleeve of your hoodie, before wiping at Mark’s face too.

“God, you’re such a cryer,” you mumbled. “Thanks uncle Mark… I’m glad I got to grow up with you anyways, and I’m so grateful for all you’ve done for me. I’m sorry I made you think-”

“Nah, don’t do that.” Mark stood, straining a bit under your weight but he headed down towards the kitchen regardless. “There’s no reason for any of that. I’m just stating facts. And another fact is that I love you, little bug. Like you were my own.”

“I love you too, uncle Mark.”

for @moose-on

[brandyleewhatever]

Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy Masterlsit

The Walking Dead:

Negan-

“Who The Fuck Is Negan?”

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

“Love Is Physical”

Part 1 Part 2 [End]

All I Want For Christmas Is Negan

Happy Birthday Juliet

“James Dean” Negan’s Son

Part 1

Daryl Dixon-

Random Smut

Happy Birthday, Love Daryl

Glenn Rhee-

Crybaby Dixon

Rick Grimes-

This Is What Shane Would Have Wanted...

Carl Grimes-

I Want To Write You A Song

______________________________

Supernatural:

Sam Winchester-

Soulmate Encounters

Say You Love Me

Baby Its Cold Outside

Toxic

Traffic (Smut)

A Zoologist and an Ecologist Walk into an Animal Shelter

Forgotten Angel 

Dean Winchester-

“The Drabble Family”

Season One: October Drabble List

1st-2nd 3rd 4th 5th 6th 7th 8th 9th-10th 11th-13th 14th 15th 16th! 17th 18th-19th 20th-22nd 23rd-24th 25th 26th-28th 29th-30th Halloween!  [Season one is finished!]

Season Two:

Wishful Promises 

“You And Me Till The End Kid”

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Son Of My Savior [smut]

Last Christmas

Womanizer

Treat You Better

Ladybugs

I Do

It Could Be Anyone

Sixteen Years In The Making [Daughter!Reader]

Sam And Dean-

“I’m Sorry”

Part 1

Castiel-

Halo

Random-

Someone Who Makes Me Smile

______________________________

Riverdale:

Jughead-

Me Too, Jughead

Happy Birthday, Love Jughead

FP Jones-

Picnic Perfect Happy Ending

You Are Damn Beautiful 

Pop’s V-day Special [Smut]

Archie-

The Vampire Diaries:

Damon Salvatore-

November 28th, 1966

______________________________

The Originals:

______________________________

Harry Potter:

The Marauders-

“The 5th Marauder- Hadley James”

Part 1

George Weasley-

Ghost (Halsey Song Fic)

______________________________

Shameless:

Coming at some point.

______________________________

Youtube:

Markiplier-

“Love Can Be Crazy”

Part 1

______________________________

Bands:

Fall Out Boy-

Where Is Your Boy Tonight

______________________________

Actors:

Norman Reedus-

“Wake Me When TWD Starts”

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

The Wedding Date

Ian Somerhalder-

Cole Sprouse-

“Lets Get Out Of Here”

Part 1

What’s My Line? [JDM and Jensen Ackles]

______________________________

Random:

Just Listen To Me [Billy Loomis (Scream) x Reader]

Updated 03/21/2021

[cassiefanfic]

Masterlist

UPDATED 09 April 2018

Rules for the Blog

Ship Requests

Feedback Link

DON’T REPOST MY WRITING

15 Days of Valentines Day (Multifandom)

13 Reasons Why

Take Care (Jeff Atkins x Reader) [20 June 2017]

Mi Flor (Jeff Atkins x Reader) [15 July 2017]

Baby Driver

B-A-B-Y Baby (Baby x Reader) [06 September 2017]

Let Me Show You How To Drive A Car (Baby x Reader, Darling, Buddy, Doc) [11 October 2017]

Baby’s Baby With A Baby (Baby x Reader) [09 April 2018]

DC Comics/Arrowverse

Trouble Without Me (Barry Allen x Speedster!Reader) [18 January 2017]

Hold My Hand (Barry Allen x Reader) [11 May 2017]

Long Awaited (Barry Allen x Reader) [11 July 2017]

Treasure Hunt (Barry Allen x Speedster!Reader) [14 February 2018]

DC Comics/Suicide Squad

Crazy (Joker) [14 November 2016]

DC/Justice League

In a Flash (Barry Allen x Reader) [21 December 2017]

Disney/ Beauty and The Beast

Late Night Tea (Mrs. Potts) [01 May 2017]

Doctor Who

Forgive Me (No ship) [02 October 2016]

Goodbye Doctor (10th Doctor x Reader) [08 June 2017]

Lives Saved (12th Doctor x Clara) [04 October 2017]

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Distant Protection (Credence Barebone x Reader) [02 January 2017]

Careful Healing (Newt Scamander x Reader) [06 January 2017]

Obliviate (Credence Barebone x Reader, Percival Graves) [13 January 2017]

Thieving Bugger (Newt Scamander x Reader) [23 January 2017]

Glee

I Dreamed a Dream (Kurt Hummel) [30 March 2017]

Warbler Revealed (Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson) [17 May 2017]

Seasons of Love (Artie Abrams x Reader) [01 December 2017]

Kingsman

Undercover (TequilaxReader (Vodka)) [30 January 2018

Magcon

The Christmas Song (Matthew Espinosa x Reader) [18 December 2016]

Marvel

Civil Daughter (Steve Rogers x Tony Stark’s Daughter/Reader) [08 August 2016]

Civil Daughter Part 2 (Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader)

Nightmares (Bucky Barnes x Reader) [06 November 2016]

Healing the Warrior (Bucky Barnes x Reader) [31 January 2017]

Titanic Tuition (Tony Stark, Intern!Reader) [09 February 2017]

Arrangements Part One (T’Challa x POC Reader) [23 February 2017]

Arrangements Part Two (T’Challa x POC Reader) [14 February 2018]

The Red Dress (Sam Wilson x Reader) [25 April 2017]

Six Weeks (Steve Rogers x Reader) [22 May 2017]

Going With Ego (Peter Quill) [30 May 2017]

Long Day (Bucky Barnes x Reader) [22 June 2017]

It’s Really You (Wade Wilson, Sister Reader, Francis Freeman/Ajax, Angel) [27 November 2017]

Asgard and Beyond (Loki x Tony’s Daughter!Reader, Thor, etc) [04 January 2018]

Asgard and Beyond Pt 2 (Tony’s Daughter!Reader, Tony Stark, Loki) [25 January 2018]

Pull Through (Tony’s Daughter!Reader, Loki, Tony Stark, etc) [23 January 2018]

The Maze Runner

I Will Find You (Gally x Reader) [03 October 2016]

Protect Me (Newt x Reader) [07 November 2016]

Don’t Forget (Newt x Reader) [07 January 2017]

Once Upon A Time

Let Me Go (Peter Pan x Reader) [02 October 2016]

I’m Still Here (Captain Hook/Killian Jones x Reader) [18 December 2017]

Power Rangers

Purple Ranger [18 May 2017]

Riverdale

Home at Last (Jughead Jones x Reader) [28 March 2017]

Home at Last Part 2 (Jughead Jones x Reader) [24 April 2017]

To Date or Not To Date (Jughead Jones x Reader) [04 December 2017]

Lost Hero (Jason Blossom, Reggie Mantle) [26 December 2017]

A Series Of Unfortunate Events

No Harm Done (Klaus Baudelaire x Reader) [17 March 2017]

Shameless US

Little Sister (Gallagher!Reader) [08 December 2016]

Star Wars

Extraordinary Asset Pt 1 (General Hux x Reader) [23 January 2017]

Extraordinary Assets Pt 2 (General Hux x Reader) [14 February 2018]

Follow the Orders (Kylo Ren x Reader, General Hux) [06 January 2017]

The Unfaithful and the Betrayed (General Hux x Reader) [24 January 2017]

Abandoning the Order (General Hux x Reader, Princess Leia) [28 September 2017]

Supernatural

Demon’s Blood (Dean Winchester) [03 May 2016]

Costco (Destiel/Dean x Castiel) [11 August 2016]

Car Troubles (Dean Winchester x Impala!Reader) [03 October 2016]

Find Her (Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel) [10 November 2016]

Find Her REWRITE (Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Lucifer) [22 October 2017]

Missed You (Demon!Sam Winchester x Reader) [23 December 2016]

Christmas Time, Tinsel Time (Lucifer x Reader) [26 December 2016]

Opportunity (Dean Winchester x Reader) [12 January 2017]

Uninvited Calling (Dean Winchester x POC Reader) [16 February 2017]

Thanks for Nothing (Dean Winchester x Reader) [19 June 2017]

Little Kisses (Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean, Castiel) [08 August 2017]

You’re Not Dean (Shapeshifter!Dean x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester) [28 November 2017]

Under the Mistletoe (Dean Winchester x Reader)[06 December 2017]

Teen Wolf

All is Fair in Love and War (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) [14 November 2015]

Emma (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) [05 April 2016]

I’m Not Very Good At Writing (Isaac Lahey x Reader) [08 August 2016]

Boys And Girls (Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Bisexual!Reader)[18 October 2016]

Sign Me A Hello (Stiles Stilinski x Deaf!Reader) [21 December 2016]

Wake Up (Reader and Scott’s Pack) [23 December 2016]

It’s Okay (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) [30 December 2016]

Remembrance (Resurrected!Allison Argent x Female!Reader) [03 February 2017]

Werewolf Secrets (Isaac Lahey x Stiles’ twin sister Reader) [10 February 2017]

French Whispers (Isaac Lahey x Werewolf!Reader)[14 February 2017] 

Just a Batch (Scott McCall x Reader) [14 February 2017]

Badboy (Theo Raeken x Plus Size Reader) [18 Aprill 2017]

The Thinning (Isaac Lahey x Reader) [27 April 2017]

My Sunshine (Liam Dunbar x Reader) [23 May 2017]

Stiles Asks Y/N On A Date (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) [03 October 2017]{Preference}

I’ll Still Be Here/You’re Not A Bad Guy (Aiden and Ethan, Sister Reader, Derek Hale, Nogitsune/Void Stiles, Chris Argent) [07 November 2017]

I Need You Idiot (Cora Hale x Brett Talbot, Derek Hale) [09 November 2017]

Confessions (Scott McCall x Reader) [14 February 2018]

We’re Still Young (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) [14 February 2018]

The Vampire Diaries

Make Me (Stefan Salvatore x Reader) [20 January 2017]

The Walking Dead

Suspicions (Negan x Reader, Dwight) [19 July 2017]

Taken Away/Last Day (Pregnant!Reader, Rick, Negan, Carl) [18 September 2017]

He Saved Me (Grimes!Reader, Negan, Simon, Rick Grimes, Carl Grimes)

X-Men

Closest to the Darkness (Alex Summers x Reader, Peter Maximoff x Reader) [16 January 2017]

Dreaming the Illusion (Charles Xavier) [26 January 2017]

Safe Winters (Logan Howlett x Reader) [22 May 2017]

Youtube

Sleepy Stream (Markiplier x Reader) [03 April 2017]

Crossovers

Secrets from Space {Doctor Who, Arrow} (Oliver Queen, 11th Doctor, Felicity Smoak) [1 February 2017]

Headcanons

13 Reasons Why

Having a Child with Jeff Atkins [29 September 2017]

Dating Justin Foley and Being a Werewolf [12 December 2017]

Baby Driver

Being Baby’s Significant Other [27 September 2017]

It (2017)

Dating Bill Denbrough [05 November 2017]

Marvel

Having a Child with Tony Stark [14 February 2017]

Working Out with Steve [25 May 2017]

Supernatural

New Years Eve with the Winchesters [31 December 2016]

Dating Crowley [07 January 2017] (Posted this at like midnight)

Having A Child with Dean Winchester [27 January 2017]

Teen Wolf

If Isaac Stayed and Decided to Date Malia [13 January 2017]

Lydia Being Your Maid of Honor [13 January 2017]

Scott McCall taking care of you while you’re sick [23 January 2017]

Being Malia’s Best Friend and Being A Werewolf [21 October 2017]

[creat0r-cat]

Markiplier x Teen!Daughter!Anxious!Reader - Take Your Time

Requested by: daygobyinheryeyes

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(Mark’s POV)

I laughed with my friends as we finished up a collaboration video of Prop Hunt. “I can’t believe you didn’t see me!” Seán playfully yelled at Wade as he groaned in frustration. The Irishman had been disguised as a coaster and had hidden himself behind a door, making him virtually invisible even with the automated taunts the game provided. Bob was howling with laughter as he too had failed to spot him even when he was in the same room.

I cut my video off and logged off the game, staying in the discord video call as I did so. “Ahhh guys, that was so much fun.” I sighed, leaning back in my chair. The others began chatting amongst themselves about the different rounds and I looked back as there was a knock at the door and it began to open, revealing a teenage girl, carrying a plate of food. The moment she realized I was on a video call, she slightly closed the door and waited for a signal.

“It’s okay, I’m not recording.” I told her and in a small, shaky voice she replied. “I made s-some lunch and you didn’t come down a-and then it got late so I made some more for you. S-sorry for interrupting your conversation.” 

“Oh, thank you! I didn’t even realize the time.” I said, walking over and taking the delivery as she presented it. She never entered my room when I was on call as she was rather camera shy, but that didn’t really bother me. I gave her a partial hug and then, telling her I’d be downstairs soon, I walked back over to my desk and once again put on my headphones. “Who was that?” Asked Wade, who had apparently witnessed the interaction. 

“Oh, that was (Y/n).” I said, looking up at the screen from where I was about to take a bite of food. “Who?” asked Bob and Seán, and then it was my turn to be confused. “I swear I told you guys about her. Did I seriously forget?” 

“Yes! Who is she?” The three said and I placed a hand over my face, feeling stupid. “I really thought I told you guys. So.. um.. She’s kind of my adopted daughter.” 

“No way!” Exclaimed Seán in shock. “You’re seriously a dad now?” I laughed softly, rubbing the back of my neck. “Yeah. I didn’t post about it on social media because I wasn’t even sure at first if I was going to find the right kid. I guess I just forgot about it after I adopted her.” 

“You could’ve at least texted us about it.” Commented Bob who crossed his arms as I took a bite of food. “This is a pretty big deal, Mark. Does Amy know?” 

“I was going to!” I said after swallowing. “I just forgot, and yes, Amy does know. I asked her how she felt about the idea before I went through with it.” Just then, someone new entered the chat. “Hey guys!” I recognized that higher pitched voice as I ate some more of my meal. “Hi Ethan!” Said Wade with a smile. “Did you know that Mark has a kid?” 

“WHAT??” The younger male exclaimed which nearly burst my eardrums. “Mark, you never told me this! I thought we were friends!” He cried and I rolled my eyes dramatically. “Oh my gosh, you guys! I made one mistake and now my butt is being handed to me on a silver platter. What’s next, Tyler is gonna hop on and give me crap too?” And just like that, as if he had heard me, Tyler joined the group chat.

“Wow, is there a party going on here?” he said with a chuckle and before I could say anything, Ethan blurted out a loud, “MARK IS A DAD!” I watched Tyler’s face, which had just appeared in video form, contort into one of absolute shock. “I’m sorry, WHAT?!” I took another bite of food, letting out an exhale of frustration at how much the situation climaxed. “Why wasn’t I informed of this?” He demanded and Seán yelled out, “That’s what we’ve been saying!” 

“You know, instead of giving me all this backlash about an honest mistake, I could just tell you what happened.” I said, wiping my mouth with a napkin and putting my dishes to the side. “I’ve got time.” Said Bob, checking his watch. “I’ve got nothing planned for the rest of the day.” Joined Seán, leaning forward in his chair and staring at the camera expectantly, like a little child waiting impatiently for a cookie. Wade, Tyler, and Ethan also agreed and I sighed again, getting more comfortable in my chair. 

“Fine. You want to hear the story, then I’ll tell the story.” 

(Flashback: Mark’s POV)

I had been thinking about adopting a child for quite a while. For what reason, I don’t really know. All I knew is that I wanted to have a kid. I already ran the idea by Amy and she also thought it was a good idea. I decided to look for either a boy or a girl, but not one too young that I’d have to take care of them 24/7. I didn’t feel ready for that kind of job, and honestly, I still don’t feel that way now. 

I started looking around the area for orphanages that had open houses soon. I came across a few and did end up going to some of them. Unfortunately, I was rather disappointed by a lot of people I met. Don’t get me wrong, they were somewhat nice kids, but for one reason or another they weren’t what I was looking for.

I got to this one place, the “Los Angeles Sunnyside Orphanage”, and when I entered I could tell it might produce good results. Yes, there were some parts that could use some fixing up, but it seemed a lot friendlier than some of the other orphanages I had visited. So, naturally, I felt pretty good about my chances there.

When I walked around, there were a lot of kids running around and playing. I wasn’t sure who exactly to try and meet so I went to the orphanage director and started some interviews with the older kids. I think the age range I covered was twelve to sixteen, but I still wasn’t sure about any of them. At that point, my mind was starting to tell me I was being picky and that any of the kids would do just fine, but then I saw this girl on the other side of the room. 

She was drawing, seeming to be focused on the picture rather than the other children. I knew I hadn’t spoken with her yet, because I didn’t recognize her, so I turned to the orphanage director curiously and pointed at the girl in question. “Who is she? Why isn’t she playing with the others?” “Her?” The director responded, adjusting his glasses and peering at the girl. “Ah, that’s (Y/n). She doesn’t really get along with the other children.” I frowned, “Is she a bad kid?”

“No, she’s just incredibly shy and I wouldn’t be surprised if she has social anxiety. Not that I’m trying to give her a diagnosis, it’s just my uneducated opinion.”

“How old is she?” I asked and the director hummed softly, scratching his head as he thought. “I believe she’s 14 years old.” She was within my age range so I decided to at least give her a chance. “Would I be able to get an interview with her?”

The director nodded and signaled for me to stay where I was while he got her. I watched as he got (Y/n)’s attention and gently told her that I wanted to meet her. She looked over at me and her eyes seemed to widen. As the two of them walked over to me, I noticed that she was shaking, looking down at the floor, refusing to make eye contact with me. The two of us were escorted into a much quieter room to talk and I smiled kindly at her when she sat down across from me. 

“Hi there, (Y/n). How are you today?” She looked so nervous as she quietly murmured, “I’m alright. How are you?” This was progress. “I’m doing well, thanks for asking.” She nodded, looking up at me for a second before once again lowering her gaze. “I don’t bite, I promise.” I joked and a ghost of a smile formed on her lips. 

Looking down, there were some papers on the table between us that were filled with questions. (Y/n)’s hand twitched a bit, looking like she was going to reach for them but was also hesitating. “Do you need to ask me anything?” I queried and she nodded, finally taking the papers. “S-sorry. I promise that I’ve done this before, but.. I’m just nervous.” she said softly and I nodded in understanding. “Hey, take your time. It’s okay to be nervous. You don’t know me and we’re stuck in a room together. I’d be nervous too if I were in your position.” She let out a small chuckle which made me smile.

“What’s your name?” She read, and I answered. “Mark Fischbach.” She paused for a second, seemingly thinking about something before continuing. “W-what do you do for a living and do you enjoy your job?” 

“As silly as it sounds, I make videos on YouTube for people to watch. It’s my dream job and I love it a lot.” (Y/n) looked over at me, her eyes shining with an excitement I hadn’t seen before. “I don’t think that’s silly at all.” She said, “Honestly, it sounds like fun.” I smiled at her, “It is, for the most part.” She shifted in her seat before continuing the interview. The longer the two of us spent time together, even just lightly chatting, the more comfortable she seemed to be. We got along, and while she did pause sometimes to take a breath and calm down her nerves, I wasn’t bothered by her at all. When all the questions were finished, I waved goodbye and met with the director again. I told him that I was going to keep looking, but that I might come back. 

I knew that (Y/n) and I got along well, once she got to know me a bit more, but I wasn’t quite sure if she was what I was looking for. I never really stopped thinking about her though, and after a few more days I decided that I was going to adopt her. I came back, told the director my plan, and he set me up for a house inspection the next day. After I was cleared, I brought the paperwork in, made the payment, and waited for her to come down with her stuff.

I saw that she was nervous when she brought down her bag, but she calmed down a little bit when she saw me. “Ready to go home?” She nodded and when the two of us left, I honestly felt pretty good about my decision. The drive back to my house was kinda awkward, but I guess that was to be expected. 

When we arrived, I introduced her to Chica and got her settled into her new room. We spent that night learning a bit more about each other, and the next few days had similar themes. It was difficult, getting used to someone new in my house, but it was okay. 

I taught her how to play some different video games and was really surprised at how quickly she was able to pick some of them up. She was still a tad bit nervous when it came to getting really close to me, but by the end of the first month, she was smiling almost all the time and had little to no issues with physical contact.

After I introduced her to Amy, and found out that the two of them had actually begun to bond rather quickly, everything seemed like it was falling perfectly into place until something happened.

I was laughing with (Y/n) about my newest playthrough of a really hard game. I had lost my mind over it and when I said, “It’s the ragiest game I’ve ever played and I’m never going back to it!” She responded with “I thought ‘I Am Bread’ was the ragiest game you’ve ever played.” I froze and the room went silent. Looking over at (Y/n)’s face, she had turned pale white.

“How did you know that I’ve played that game? I never gave you the name of my channel so you shouldn’t know that.. unless you started watching or already knew.” She began to fidget and she looked down in what looked like shame. “I-I’m sorry. I should’ve told you by now, but I was scared about how you’d react.”

“Tell me what? I’m not upset that you’ve seen my videos, but why would you hide it?”

“Because I already knew who you were before we met. I.. I didn’t want to tell you during the interview because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or scare you off. You were so nice and I didn’t think you’d want a kid who was a fan.” 

I stayed silent as she continued. “I promise that I’m not one of those over-the-top and crazy fangirls. Yes, I was happy and shocked to see you, but that’s because I never expected this to happen. I mean, you’re Markiplier. I don’t think anyone would be expecting you to suddenly adopt a kid, least of all an anxious and socially awkward girl like me. Honestly, it sounds like something out of a fanfiction rather than something that would happen in real life, but that’s exactly what happened. I’m really, really sorry, Mark.”

I smiled softly and walked over to her, giving her a gentle hug. “I know that you aren’t like those fangirls. You’ve definitely shown that during your time here. And while I’m a little hurt you didn’t tell me about this, I can understand why you hid it. I probably would’ve done the same if I was in your position. You don’t have to worry about it anymore. If anything, this means I can joke about a lot more stuff because you might understand them. Just promise me that you won’t hide stuff like this from me anymore, alright kiddo?” 

Her eyes welled with tears and she hugged me back. “I promise.” When we both let go, I laughed softly, wiping away some tears that had started falling down my cheeks. “Whoo! Alright, that’s enough sentimental stuff for one day. Do you want to order pizza and have a movie night?” 

“That sounds like fun!” She said, giggling as she also wiped away some tears on her own face. “Thanks for not hating me after I told you the truth. I love you, Dad.” My eyes widened in shock as the name she gave me finally registered. “Gosh dang it, (Y/n)! You’re gonna make me cry again!” She laughed and gave me another hug before running off to the living room.

That was the first time she ever called me Dad. 

(End of flashback)

“She kept her promise too. She and I have gotten so close that you’d swear she’s a mini female version of me.” I said, leaning back in my chair. “Wow..” said Wade after the others remained in silence. “She sounds like so much fun to be around!” added Seán with a smile and Ethan nodded. “Could we meet her?” 

I hummed softly and thought about it. “As much as I’d like that, she’s really shy around new people. I’m not sure how she’ll be with you guys. Then again, she knows who you all are and she got comfortable around Amy soon after they met, so maybe it won’t be too bad. I’ll run the idea by her.” 

I looked toward the clock and my eyes widened. “Oh shoot! It’s almost been half an hour since we finished the video!” The others looked at their own clocks in surprise. “Oh dang. Time flies during story time, huh?” Laughed Wade and we all agreed in amusement. “I’d better get going. I’ll text you guys about her answer, I promise.” 

“You’d better remember this time!” Joked Seán as he waved at the camera. I logged off of discord, stretched, and walked downstairs with my dishes. “Sorry I took so long. The guys wanted to talk.” (Y/n) was on her phone in the dining room and she looked up and smiled at me. “It’s okay! You sounded like you had fun.” I nodded, sitting down in a chair next to her. “So, uhm. I have a question for you.”

She watched me expectantly and I took a deep breath before continuing. “So, the others want to meet you.” As I said that, her eyes widened and she visibly tensed. “I know that meeting people isn’t your forte, but I really think you’ll like them.” After a few seconds of silence, she responded. “W-who all are you talking about?” 

“Bob, Wade, Tyler, Ethan, and Seán. They want to meet you. I mean, you are part of the family now, so I’m not really surprised.” (Y/n) looked away, seeming to be in thought. “I’m a little shocked that you’re only telling me this now.” It was my turn to look away as my cheeks heated up in embarrassment. “I.. may or may not have forgotten to tell them back when we finalized the adoption.” 

(Y/n) began to laugh. “Of course you did.” I feigned feeling hurt, gasping at her dramatically. “You say that like I forget stuff all the time! Are you insinuating that I, THE Markiplier, am getting too old and thus forgetting things often?”

“I mean, you said it, not me. So..” I rolled my eyes and joined in her laughter. After the amusement died down, there was a moment of silence before (Y/n) said softly, “I know how much you want to see them. If they’re somewhat as nice in person as they are online, then I don’t think it would be much of a problem to meet them. I’d just need to hype myself up a bit, I guess.” 

I smiled happily and walked over, giving her a hug. “I promise, they’re not bad people. You’ll love them. You don’t have to agree to this if you don’t want to. Please understand that.”

“I.. I know. I’m choosing to say yes, Dad. It’ll be fine.” With that final confirmation, I nodded. “Alright, I’ll tell them that they can visit. Maybe in a week or so?” (Y/n) nodded and I stood up, walking to the living room. “Don’t forget to text them, old man Mark!” She called after me and I spun around dramatically, almost falling over in the process.

(Time Skip: No one’s POV)

Mark and (Y/n) walked into a store together, (Y/n) staying relatively close to her dad and the shopping cart. They walked around, picking out items that they needed, and some that they decided to try for fun or put away for when the others came to visit. Some parents that came to the store couldn’t help but smile when they saw how close the two seemed to be and how they would laugh with each other at the weirdest things.

(Y/n) noticed something on the shelf that they needed and went ahead to grab it, but when she turned around, Mark was nowhere to be seen. She looked around in confusion and then felt her breathing quicken and her hands begin to shake. She went back the way that she came from but she still couldn’t see him. Looking into the next aisle produced the same results.

Thoughts began to swim through her mind, overwhelming her senses. “Where did he go? Did he leave me behind? Did he not want me anymore? Why did he suddenly disappear? Did something happen to him?” She put the item on the shelf behind her before she could drop it and tears began to fill her eyes. 

Feeling sick, (Y/n) sat down on the floor, her foot tapping against the ground as she curled in on herself, trying to control her breathing. She was scared, not knowing what to do. She tried to make herself stop thinking about the ‘what ifs’, but to no avail. She heard a soft voice, but didn’t look up at who it was until a familiar hand with a gentle touch was placed on her shoulder. With that, (Y/n) finally looked up.

“M-Mark?” 

“Are you okay? You’re shaking like a leaf.” 

She quickly embraced him, feeling herself calm down as his arms wrapped around her. He was here. He was real. His deep voice soothed her fears as he murmured words of comfort. “It’s okay. I’m here. Sorry I left you behind. I thought you were right behind me when I forgot to grab something from the other aisle and went back for it. Guess I should pay more attention huh?” (Y/n) couldn’t bring herself to talk but just clung to him.

Mark didn’t question her as he continued to hug her. He knew she was crying, but she made no noise and he hoped she didn’t get hurt, feeling awful that she was upset in the first place. But in all honesty, he wasn’t entirely sure why she was so distressed over him not being there all of a sudden. “It’s okay.” He murmured softly, rocking her back and forth. “I’m not leaving you behind. I love you too much to do that.” 

After a few minutes she calmed down enough to where they moved on to the checkout and left the store. Nobody had seen (Y/n)’s breakdown, and that was fine with the two of them. It had been a private moment. The car was filled with silence on the way home and Mark constantly looked in the rearview mirror to check if his daughter was okay. The poor girl looked exhausted. 

After coming home and quickly putting away the groceries, Mark sat down with (Y/n), making sure that she wasn’t still in any part of her panic attack. He wrapped her up in a blanket, once again and gave her a big hug. “How’re you feeling?”

“Better.. I’m sorry for what happened, Dad.” Mark shook his head. “There’s no reason to be sorry. You were frightened. I do have to ask though, why were you afraid? I was only gone for less than a minute and I was pretty sure you could’ve seen me in the previous aisle.” (Y/n) went silent before softly murmuring, “I.. don’t think I’m ready to talk about it. Also, I did look in both the last and next aisles. I couldn’t see you. I think you were hidden by something.”

“Okay then. Take your time. I’ll be here when you’re ready to tell me, and, come to think of it, there was a large pile of boxes over there so maybe that’s why you couldn’t see me. Sorry about that.” 

“Don’t be sorry. You did nothing wrong. You were just grabbing groceries.” 

Mark hugged her again, the two of them laughing as she returned the gesture, sighing with contentment in his arms. 

(Time skip)

The day for the guests’ arrival finally came and (Y/n) had basically locked herself up in her room. Chica was in there with her, laying still beside the girl and receiving distracted pets. “I don’t know what to do.” The teenager said, looking at the loyal dog. “I know they’re nice people. Mark told me so, and they act relatively nice in their videos. I just.. I don’t know if I’ll feel comfortable around them. I don’t want to let dad down, or make the others sad by not being around them. What do I do, Chica Beeka?” 

The golden retriever in question just looked up at her and wagged her tail. (Y/n) couldn’t help but smile, giving her a head scratch. “Not much help there, buddy, but thanks for listening.” Just then, there was a knock at the door. Chica jumped up and pawed at the bedroom door. (Y/n) took a deep breath and let her out, following the dog down the stairs.

They were here.

Mark was at the door, happily greeting his friends as Chica ran around, barking in excitement. (Y/n) stood back in the entrance to the living room, not daring to get close to the group, but instead just watched them interact with her father. She knew who these men were. Seán, Bob, Wade, Tyler, and Ethan were some of Mark’s closest friends who she had seen on videos before, as well as heard Mark talking to them over video call or the phone. This fact, however, didn’t excuse the fact that she was nervous. Seán was the first to notice her and smiled, coming closer to her as she took a few steps back. “Aww hello there!” He said with a wide grin. “You must be (Y/n). Mark’s told us a lot about you.” She could barely form words as the others also looked in her direction. “I.. umm.. Hi..?” She backed up once more as Ethan approached her. “Don’t be shy, we’re not gonna hurt you.” Mark noticed her distress and asked that they back off a bit. He watched her visibly relax when her personal space was restored. Bob and Wade looked at each other, deciding to speak to her gently while staying where they were. “It’s nice to finally meet you, (Y/n).” spoke the larger of the two, waving at her kindly. The gesture was returned.

Mark got closer to her and the others watched as she stood her ground and he put an arm around her. “Sorry, I did tell you guys she might not be too comfortable at first.” Tyler nodded in understanding. “I get that. Better safe than sorry, am I right?” (Y/n) nodded and hid a little bit behind Mark.

Ethan smiled at her, seeming to have an understanding of the situation. “You don’t need to worry about us.” He said gently. “I know we’re all big and loud and scary, but I promise we aren’t bad people.” Chica made her way over to the girl who gave her some head pats. “I.. I know you guys aren’t bad. If you were, then dad probably wouldn’t be friends with you. I’m.. just not used to you yet.” Mark gave her a side hug with a smile. “It’ll take some time, but we’ll get there. It’s just like we always do. We’ll take things slowly.” 

Over the next few days, (Y/n) gained exposure to the others. They were respectful of her personal space and they were all pleasantly surprised at how similar she was to them. Sure, they had heard of some stuff from Mark, but actually witnessing it was something different. 

Tyler was the first one to really bond with her. His calm and gentle nature made her comfortable so it wasn’t entirely surprising that he would be the one to start them off. He and (Y/n) found a shared interest in some sports and they held some nice conversations about them. 

Next came Bob, followed closely by Wade. They started playing some video games together and while at first she didn’t say much, when she got a bit more comfortable and started talking, the two men were rather pleased to hear her use Mark’s sense of humor. It made the games much less tense and a lot more enjoyable. 

Ethan was second to last. He was very energetic and seemed to have the mind of an 8th grader, so he and (Y/n) bonded over memes. He showed her some of his favorites when the two of them were bored in the living room and she shared some of hers. Their somewhat immature humor made it a very fun event, especially when it came to meme videos and clips they could find on random discord servers.

Seán, much to his disappointment, was the last one. Maybe it was because he was so outgoing, or perhaps it was because she was busy with the others. Either way, he didn’t really know how to connect with her. Yes, they both liked video games and other such things, but he didn’t really know how to approach her. 

That changed when he was out on the porch, petting Chica. He heard the sliding glass door open and a pair of hesitant footsteps come near. “M-may I.. sit with you?” He looked over to discover that it was (Y/n). He nodded and she sat on the opposite side of Chica, giving her a head scratch.

There was a peaceful silence between the two of them for quite some time before Seán spoke up. “I’m sorry, but I have no idea how to talk to you.” The girl laughed softly, “You and me both.” Chica let out a yawn, stretching slightly before (Y/n) continued. “I.. I haven’t really given you a chance before now. I’ve been so.. Nervous.”

“Why?” The teen shrugged. “I guess I’m just getting used to having so many people here that I don’t really know and you’re, like, my second favorite YouTuber so.. yeah, anxiety overload.” Seán looked at her in surprise. “You watch my videos?” She nodded. “Yup. I’ve watched at least one video from all of you, but I mainly see or hear you during collabs with dad.” 

The Irishman smiled. “I’m pretty sure that’s how most people find our channels at this point.” (Y/n) laughed softly. “Pretty much, but give yourself some credit. You guys make great videos by yourself, no Markiplier included.” Seán blushed slightly from the praise. “Well, thank you. That’s high praise coming from his daughter.”

She rolled her eyes with a smirk. “Oh please. I was a fan of you guys before I was his daughter.” With the awkward barrier finally broken, they were finally able to talk to each other, all while petting a very happy Chica. 

Things would take time to get used to, and no, having those five at the house wasn’t permanent, but slowly, (Y/n) was finally able to get somewhat comfortable with them before they had to leave. Mark was very happy. This had turned out better than expected, and he knew it would be a lot more fun when it came to any future visits.

No, (Y/n) didn’t engage in much if any physical touch with them, but that was to be expected, and that was alright. It would take time to achieve that kind of bond with her, as it had for Mark and Amy. But there was no issue with taking it slow.

No issues at all..

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Markiplier x Teen!Daughter! Reader - Memories

requested by: @azullluna

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Definition key:

Bold: Answering a question (both Mark and (Y/n))

Normal: Talking or remembering something

(M/n): Mom's name

(Y/n): Your Name

(YT/n): YouTube Name

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"Wait! You don't want to do this! Don't do it! No! NO!!" The Fischbach household was filled with laughter as a screaming Markiplier was hit with a blue shell by his daughter, (Y/n). "Get wrecked, Dad!" 

Her Yoshi raced past his struggling Mario, gaining the first place spot. They were only halfway through the course, but the last lap was always a battlefield, no matter what place you were in. 

They were streaming Mario Kart 8 deluxe and having a Q/A on YouTube. "Alright, question time." Spoke Amy, Mark's girlfriend, after both Fischbachs finally crossed the finish line. Mark nodded, voting for a new course. 

"FandomGirl386 asks: Mark, what's it like raising (Y/n) as a single father?" 

The YouTuber looked to his right, seeing (Y/n) who was watching the screen with interest as the votes were being counted. She was a rising sophomore in highschool, (15-16) years old. It nearly brought tears to his eyes to realize how much she had grown. 

Actually, it was surprising to think about how much the two of them had grown together. 

Mark could still remember when, during his own sophomore year in highschool, his ex had stopped coming to school and refused to talk to him. Nine months later, Mark was doing homework when there was a knock at the door. His mom and dad weren't home so he went downstairs and answered the door.

When he opened it, no one was there, but there was a box on the doorstep. Mark had been confused. Had his parents ordered something online? As he had picked up the box he almost dropped it when the sound of a crying child filled the air. 

He had quickly brought the box inside and opened it up. Indeed, there was a human child in the box crying with a note beside them. Mark focused on calming them down first, holding the child close and whispering softly, lulling them to sleep. 

When he opened the note, his eyebrows furrowed with every word he read. 

"Mark,

My parents wanted me to tell you this kid is your daughter. I was planning on just putting her up for adoption so you wouldn't know but whatever.

Her name is (Y/n) and her birthday's (birth month / day / 2005) So, yeah. You got me pregnant. The kid is your responsibility now. I'm breaking up with you. Goodbye.

(M/n)"

Mark remembered being shocked and heartbroken, and looking at the sleeping baby in disbelief. She had features similar to him and his family, now that he was searching for them. Slightly darker skin, brown eyes from what he had seen earlier, and she had (h/c) hair, something he knew was in his father's side of the family. 

How was he going to explain to his family that he was a dad? Mark remembered asking himself this as he sat down on a nearby chair, careful not to wake (Y/n). It was a beautiful name, something that fit her well. Mark already had fallen in love with his new child, but how could he care for her? 

Hours later, his parents returned and he had been about to ask them to be quiet when (Y/n) had woken up. He could still remember the shocked looks on their faces when they noticed the wailing baby in his arms as he tried to calm her down. "It's okay.. it's okay. Please stop crying, (Y/n).." 

"Mark," his father's girlfriend, Dee, had asked, her head tilted in confusion. "Who's child is this?" The amount of panick he had felt then was off the charts as he shakily explained that she was his own. His father's eyes had widened and Mark hurriedly added that he had no idea before today that he had a kid and wasn't trying to hide her from them. 

"It was tough. I mean, it's tough for all single parents to raise a kid by themselves, but I was a teenager in a poor family when I found out I was a dad, so you can imagine what that was like. But, things got easier over time. My family helped me out a bit while I was still in school so that was nice."

As a highschool student by day and a father by night, life was difficult for the new parent. The first few months had been the worst, (Y/n) waking up in the middle of the night and Mark having to go sooth her. However, she got over it and slept quietly after the fourth month, much to her father's delight.

Dee, while a little disappointed in Mark, agreed to help raise (Y/n) while he was still in school. After all, she quickly fell in love with her and had admittedly always wanted a little girl to take care of. His father took a bit more time to be swayed but also agreed to help out. 

After her first birthday, (Y/n) took her first steps, Mark being the one she walked to. He remembered crying proud tears while Dee clapped in the background. Two months later, (Y/n) unexpectedly spoke her first words. Mark had called for his father and (Y/n) who sat nearby on a playmat shouted "Dada!" a few moments later.

Mark had looked toward her in shock, as his father who had walked in just as she said it. 

When Mark left for college, he had to get an apartment and hire a babysitter. Then his father passed away around a year later. It was an incredibly hard time for Mark. Keeping up with school and his crappy job, all while raising (Y/n) who was now in Kindergarden and trying to mend the relationship between himself and his biological mother. It was incredibly tough and it worked him to the bone. 

Then Mark got put in the hospital. While he was recovering, his mother visited him and informed him that if things didn't start looking up for him financially then she would have to take (Y/n) away and raise her instead, even willing to bring the matter to court. This scared Mark quite a lot. He loved his daughter and didn't want to lose her, but knew that his mom was right in that he wasn't making enough to properly support a family.

That's when he found YouTube and started his channel. It took some time, but money started coming in and everything was looking up. Mark was in love with his new job, he was able to take care of (Y/n), and his financial troubles slowly but surely melted away. 

"And yes, there were some ups and downs in our lives after I had moved away from my family,"

Mark ended up in the hospital a few times, had low points not only in his career but in his life (friends and family dying), and still had to be there as a father for his daughter who also had her moments. However, (Y/n) was there for him just as he was for her, helping him through every bump in the road with a smile. Even now, Mark still didn't know what he would do without her. 

"But we made it out okay. And we're still here so that's hopefully a sign that I'm doing something right."

Amy smiled and read off another question. "BloodyStar420 asked: (Y/n), what is your fondest memory of you and Mark and what's your worst memory?"

A new race started and (Y/n) answered.

"My least favorite memory, which I'm still trying to forget because I feel really guilty about it, is when he and I fought after I asked him about my mom. He didn't want to talk about it because it's a painful topic and I was being really pushy so we started arguing and things got to the point where I was sent to my room. I don't think we talked to each other for a few hours."

Mark still remembered that argument. It was an ugly part of their history. She was a curious fith grader and he didn't want to talk about his ex. How could he tell his daughter that he had no idea where her mom was and frankly didn't want to know either? But she wouldn't take no for an answer and, just as she said, things didn't end well for the both of them.

"On a happier note," she continued, "I think my fondest memory of the two of us is him teaching a younger me how to play video games. I wasn't very good when I started, I mean, I was like seven or eight years old, but dad was always with me nearby, showing me the controls and congratulating me when I was able to pass a level or defeat a boss on my own. It really made me happy and still does when I think of it."

That brought a smile to Mark's face. He had been, and still was, delighted that she took an interest in video games. They would spend a few hours together, playing Mario games or other simple things so she could get the hang of handling a controller. Fortunately she was a quick learner and they were able to play more difficult things sooner than he had expected.

When (Y/n) was in fourth grade, she was introduced to YouTube after he filmed a father/daughter play-through video of FNAF. Everyone loved her, even asking to see more of her on the channel. She was like him in multiple ways. Goofy, imaginative, and an all around fun person which boosted her popularity both online and in real life.

Mark was proud of her and tried his best to be a good father. His friends also adored her, making sure that she was happy (but not spoiled). Amy loved (Y/n) like a daughter which helped motivate Mark to ask her her out, thus giving his daughter a mom figure in her life.

During eighth grade, (Y/n) started her own YouTube channel, (YT/n), which quickly became popular. Much to her delight, it gave her a new name other than "Markiplier's daughter". It also gave her even more time to delve into her interests and helped her and Mark bond when they both loved and played a game together. 

Amy once again spoke, "FurBabyKitty asked: You two act more like best friends than father and daughter. Does that bother either of you in any way?"

Mark shook his head. "Not at all. If anything, That's a good thing." (Y/n) shrugged, "If you think about it, we did grow up together so it kinda makes sense that we would act like this."

Mark looked over at her with a smirk and nudged her shoulder, making her slip up her driving and her Yoshi fall off the road allowing him to gain the lead. "Oh, you wanna play like that huh?" She laughed, speeding up to his Mario and tossing a red shell and a bomb into his path. He screamed and laughed as she once again passed him. 

"DarkShoelace asked: Mark, if you had the opportunity to go back and prevent yourself from dating (Y/n)'s mom, would you do it?"

The race concluded with Mark in second and (Y/n) in first. Mark shook his head, hugging his daughter with one arm. "No," He said fondly as he looked down at her smiling face, "I don't think I would. Everything turned out just fine."