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coopermorrow · 2 years ago

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Who I Write For

Hi! My name is Cooper and I am hoping to be a writer one day so I thought what better way of starting off than by writing about my favorite celebrities and characters? I am in many fandoms but not all, so if you don't happen to see one of your favorite celebrities or characters on my list you can still ask me to write about them and I'll do my best!

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Nora Montgomery

Lana Winters

Kit Walker

Sister Mary Eunice McKee

Queenie

Madison Montgomery

Zoe Benson

Cordelia Goode

Misty Day

Kyle Spencer (pre and post death)

Dandy Mott

Tristan Duffy

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Michael Langdon

Mallory

Brooke Thompson

Xavier Plympton

Montana Duke

Harry Gardner

Slashers/Horror Characters:

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Bubba Sawyer

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Tiffany Valentine

Baby Firefly

Doomhead

Brahms Heelshire

Darry Jenner (Jeepers Creepers)

Norman Bates (Bates Motel)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal)

Art the Clown

BTS:

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

Jackass:

Johnny Knoxville

Steve-O

Ryan Dunn

Bam Margera

Chris Pontius

Rachel Wolfson

Marvel/Avengers Characters:

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

IT (2017 and 2019):

Richie Tozier

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Mike Hanlon

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Patrick Hockstetter

Henry Bowers

Reginald "Belch" Huggins

Victor Criss

What's Eating Gilbert Grape:

Gilbert Grape

Arnie Grape

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

It's Always Sunny In Philadeplphia:

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Deandra "Dee" Reynolds

Ronald "Mac" McDonald

The Last Of Us (show):

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Morticia Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Miscellaneous:

Javier Pena

Kevin Khatchadourian

Jay (Jay and Silent bob)

Jareth the Goblin King (The Labyrinth)

Mort Rainey

Victor Van Dort

Tarrant Hightopp/The Mad Hatter (Alice In Wonderland)

Edward Scissorhands

I will not write rape, 18+ content for underage characters, or anything where the character is another species. I will not take requests containing pedophilia, ablism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, or any other form of bigotry. Comfort imagines for things such as depression, eating disorders, and anxiety are fine as long as you do not want them to be very descriptive and/or explicit. Please make formal requests through my ask as I will not take comments as formal requests. I write for multiple genders but only smut for afab people as that is the anatomy I am most understanding of. I do take "x reader" requests. I can try to write crossovers, though I'm not too experienced with them and I do write for celebrities as well.

Requests are open now so if you do decide to make one, please include the character(s) you want and at least a small description of what you would like the plot to be. Thank you! <3

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the-gory-gardner · 2 years ago

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Blog Intro and Info

Slasher’s I Write:

Asa Emory/The Collector

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

Michael Myers/The Shape

Jason Voorhees

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Evan MacMillan/The Trapper

Slasher OC’s:

Persephone Duncan /The Caretaker (Spouse and Killing PartnerOf Jesse Cromeans)

Ivy & Ian Cromeans- Duncan (Twin Children of Jesse Cromeans & Persephone Duncan) (Age Varies Between Baby-Child & Teenager)

Honey Reynolds (Spouse of Asa Emory)

Agnes Emory (Daughter of Asa Emory & Honey Reynolds) (Age Varies Between Baby-Child & Teenager)

Rosemary Douglas/The Northeast Reaper (Adopted Daughter of Owen Douglas)

Owen Douglas/The Northeast Butcher

Artemis Russell/The Beast

Malachi Grey/The Dollmaker

Lunette Scott (Girlfriend of Malachi Grey)

Jonathan West/The Huntsman

Katrina Evans (Girlfriend of Jonathan West)

Samuel Baker Jr/ The Manic

Olive Ryder (Is a Child OC So only platonic Request)

Cassidy Brooks

What I Do Writer:

- Headcanons

- Drabbles

- Slasher x Reade

- Slasher x OC

- Male x Female

- Gender Neutral Reader

- Non-Descriptive Reader Unless Requested Otherwise

What I don’t Write:

- Non/Con

- Underage

- Watersports

- Age Play (Non Sexual Or Otherwise)

- Incest (May allude to such abuse in a characters past but will not write characters doing similar acts)

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ruppcake · 2 years ago

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Requests: closed for now. trying to catch up.

Masterlist

Slasher films:

House of wax (all three sinclair bros)

Halloween (michael myers)

Texas chainsaw massacre (both thomas hewitt and bubba sawyer)

Friday the 13th (jason voorhees)

The collector (asa emory)

The boy (brahms heelshire)

Black christmas (billy lenz)

Nightmare on elm street (freddy krueger)

Silence of the lambs (hannibal lecter)

Spooky month (some aus included):

Bob velseb

Frank

Dexter

Streber

Kevin

Lila

Jaune

Jack

John

Patty

Rick

Candy Dealer

Klaus:

Jesper

Alva

Klaus

Mogens

Welcome Home:

Wally Darling

Barnaby B. Beagle

Julie Joyful

Frank Frankly

Eddie Dear

Howdy Pillar

Sally Starlet

Poppy Partridge

Super Mario Bros.:

Mario

Luigi

Princess Peach

Princess Daisy

Yoshi

Toad

Toadette

Bowser

Donkey Kong

Rosalina

Wario

Waluigi

King Boo

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia:

Frank Reynolds

Deandra Reynolds

Dennis Reynolds

Mac (Ronald McDonald)

Charlie Kelly

Bobs Burgers

Marvel

will probably add more to the list later. this is what im starting with tho. I’ll update this when i start to write for more characters or fandoms.

What i can write

Fluff

Some angst (still a working progress)

Headcannons

Age/Pet regression and Age/Pet Dreaming (STRICTLY sfw)

please keep in mind that if it’s not on the list i don’t write it. thank you and i hope you like my content! ☺️♥️

#fanfic #headcanon #writer things

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doctordiscord123 · 4 years ago

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Alt. 7: Nightmares -- Whumptober 2020

Reynolds dreams of things he’d rather forget.

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Warnings: Non-con Kissing/Touching Pairings: None Characters: Reynolds Voorhees, Eric Derekson Word Count: 791 words

It was cold.

Reynolds fucking hated the cold.

He didn’t know where he was, but it was dark. It was freezing, and no matter what Reynolds’ did, he only seemed to get colder. All he could see was his breath in front of his face, and a single street leading through the darkness. There was nothing else, just the road beneath his feet, and the chill seeping into his bones.

So he walked.

He walked for what felt like hours. He never got tired, but his feet dragged, stumbling along as the chill worked its way deeper, making his hands and feet numb. He couldn’t remember what warmth felt like, but he craved it. He hated the fucking cold, he couldn’t think, he could barely walk, all he wanted was warmth, was light in this dark, freezing Hellscape.

Then, in the distance.

He saw it.

A lone streetlamp, a bright source of light that hurt his eyes and made him squint after so long in the dark. It didn’t illuminate much, only the endless road that still stretched before Reynolds, but he made a relieved, desperate sound all the same, picking up his pace as he stumbled towards the light. Maybe it’d be warm there. Sure, it was just a streetlamp, but Reynolds lived in a house of magic. Maybe it’d be like the sun. A warm, perfect little oasis, where Reynolds could hide from the cold, could get this chill out of his bones, and take a break as he walked this endless lonely road.

After what felt like an eternity, Reynolds finally collapsed against the pole of the streetlamp -- only to suddenly find himself letting out a disappointed sob, tears welling in his eyes, as a violent shiver wracked through his body. It was colder here, in the light. He could practically see his breath freezing midair and falling to the ground. He was so cold, he just wanted to be warm...

He closed his eyes, slumping against the pole, the freezing air burning his throat...

Then he felt the hands on him.

Reynolds’ eyes snapped open, and immediately, he froze -- not with cold, but with fear. A terror that seeped deeper into his bones than any chill ever could, as he was forced to stare into the eyes of the one person he feared most.

Maya.

“Just relax Reynolds...I’m gonna make us both nice and warm...” Her hands slid down Reynolds’ body, settling on his hips, and the fucking grin on her face -- it haunted Reynolds, his body refusing to obey him, stiff with fear as she leaned in to kiss him. “Don’t worry, Reynolds...we’ll both be nice and warm...”

Her breath smelled just as rotten as Reynolds remembered, and when her lips touched his --

Reynolds woke up.

He bolted upright in bed with a strangled scream, breathing hard, eyes wide, and shivering, skin clammy with a cold sweat. As the realization that it was just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare hit...it didn’t take long for the sobbing to start, Reynolds curling up tight on his bed and pulling at his hair as he cried.

“...Ray?��

Reynolds’ head shot up, tears staining his face and terror still in his expression. Eric offered him a slight smile, moving from the doorway to sit on the edge of Renyolds’ bed, dressed in his pajamas and his glasses missing. “I...heard you screaming. Are -- are you okay?”

Reynolds attempted a smile, wiping at his eyes to hide his tears -- though he knew Eric always saw right through him. “H-hey, kid! I’m -- I’m okay, sorry to wake you.”

“No...I was already awake.” Eric sighed softly, grabbing one of Reynolds’ pillows and hugging it close to his chest. It was silent, for a moment, before Eric lifted his head again, shifting to sit closer to Reynolds. “...You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Ray...I had a nightmare, too.” He flashed another little smile, hugging the pillow a little tighter. “So...can I spend the rest of the night with you?”

Eric wasn’t exactly subtle, and Reynolds’ wasn’t stupid. He knew Eric was asking more for Reynolds’ sake than his own...and frankly, he appreciated the gesture. So, Reynolds attempted another smile back, and he flopped back down onto his bed, holding his arms open. “C’mere, kid.”

Eric didn’t hesitate to cuddle close, still clutching that pillow. Eric seemed to radiate heat to Reynolds, and it certainly help to further bring him out of the Hellish chill of his nightmare. Eric sighed again as Reynolds pulled the covers over them both, shifting a little closer. “...Love you, Ray.”

When Reynolds’ smiled, it was a little more genuine. “Love you, too, Eric.”

And he slept peacefully the rest of the night.

#whumptober2020 #no.8 #altprompt #nightmares #markiplier egos #fic #non-con kissing #non-con touching #reynolds voorhees #eric derekson #my writing

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jailbirdsonic · 5 years ago

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i said i was going to do it and well... i did it, i wrote a fic about mostly Eric & Reynolds based off "To Have A Home" by Darren Criss/Team Starkid

this one is for @doctordiscord123 and well, for everyone who wants to read it

also no beta reading, we die like men

enjoy!

Of course it had to happen the exact moment Eric stepped into the living room, of course it had to: a year in the Manor and the guy still didn't understand why some things just happened out of the blue like that.

Before it happened, Yancy was listening to some musical tunes from the Youtube app on the extended family's tv to gather some inspiration for his next piece but was suddenly interrupted by Google, who called him to get some help with something.

And that's when it happened: the autoplay feature on YouTube did its job and, as soon as Eric walked into the room to do his thing, a soft piano melody started to play and the sweet voice of Darren Criss started singing:

Home,

I've heard the word before,

But it never meant much more

Than just a thing I've never had.

It took a moment for Eric to understand the lyrics, too busy searching a thing he forgot a few hours prior, but when he did, his head instinctively turned to the tv screen, that now took his full attention with the next line of the song.

A "place",

They say, "Hey, know your place!"

But I've never had a place to even know,

Or a face that I could go to

If I needed someone there...

A sting hit Eric's chest as soon as the lyric ended and the melody continued, a sting that hit in a much more powerful way he realised and that brought to his mind the scary voice of his now dead father shouting the most awful of things at him.

I'm laughing

It's hard to hide a smile

My god, it's been a while

Since I have had a reason to.

Before meeting the Egos, the things that made Eric smile were very little and, sadly, they all brought an ephemeral joy that only lasted until his dad was angry again: but now, now the things that made Eric smile were so much more and so much meaningful and he had manage to collect so many good memories.

To think

It's been here all along

Somewhere to belong,

And a reason,

A something-to-believe-in

I've finally found it,

A place where I'm wanted...

This must be how it feels to have a home

He bet that if he ever told his past self that he would have found a home in the most odd of families, he wouldn't believed him at all, too scared and traumatised to even think of another option other than the one of living alone. with his father.

But eventually he found another option: yes, it took a few tries and still a lot of trauma, but he did found a place to call his own.

I used to dream about it

But never schemed or counted

On fantasies or wishes-

It breaks a man to see what he misses

So many nights I'd pray

For a better life, a better day

But I never thought that it'd come true

Now that it's here, I don't know what to do

For the longest time he daydreamed and fantasized about escaping that hell of a prison that was his abusive family, trying to make it on his own in the world and turn the tables of his life: in the end, though, he knew that they were just that, fantasies, and that realistically, or maybe by induced-thought, he wouldn't have last even a single day on the outside.

And he had to admit, when the older and scarier Egos told him that they took care of his father, he didn't know what do maybe due to the fact that, except for maybe for a few people in the world, he was truly on his own.

And I'm trying not to cry

This must be how it feels

To have a home

Well, if Darren was trying not to cry, Eric was already sobbing loudly on the couch, hyperventilating and hugging himself to try to calm himself down, catching the attention of the nearest Ego around, aka the person who believed in Eric when no one else did, not even himself: Reynolds.

The long-haired man quickly ran alongside him with a worried look, gently placing a hand on his shoulder and asking in a murmur:

"Are you okay, Eric?"

The aforementioned just looked at Reynolds with his big and shiny eyes, pointing at the tv screen.

I've finally made it

I've hoped and I've waited

And for the first time in my life, I don't feel so alone

My heart starts to heal

To know that it's real.

This is how it must feel

To have a home!

The sobs didn't stop, not even after Reynolds sat near him, gently hugging him with a tender expression on his face and a few solitary tears of his own, no words needed between the two of them because they both knew.

They both were sure that this was their home.

#it's almost 2:30am where i live #i'm too tired to get a beta reading plus everyone i know is asleep #anyway i hope you like it #i really did put my heart into this #markiplier #markiplier egos #eric derekson #reynolds voorhees #the egos manor #doctordiscord123 #fanfiction of a fanfiction #that's way too meta but whatever #ff #fanfiction #fic

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inkribbon796 · 5 years ago

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Exhaustion and Family

A/N: Just wanted to write something for the Who Killed Markiplier anniversary. Planned to do it during Egotober but it clashed with Anti’s birthday so I decided to let this be it’s own thing It’s not part of the Superhero AU, it’s off on it’s own random normal Ego universe where all the Markiplier Egos just live in the Manor.

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Dark had a hard week, everything had been a drain on his twin souls. When Damien entered the cabin he looked like he was dead on his feet. “I’m going to kill them.”

“Even Wil?” Celine grinned.

Damien glared at her, “He’s dying first.”

Celine laughed, shaking in her chair. It even got a smile out of Damien, and he didn’t slam the door shut with the force of a freight train. Once she calmed down a bit she smiled, “I offered to take over a couple weeks ago. This is what you get.”

“Can you blame me?” Damien sat down, “after giving me the run around?”

Celine smiled sadly, “So, you tired?

“Yes,” Damien sighed, “very. You up for a circus? It’s become crowded in the Manor.”

“Come on, I’ve seen them, they’re a bunch of kids,” Celine smiled.

“Alright,” Damien yawned, getting up. “Well tap out when you’ve had your fill, make sure Eric doesn’t have a panic attack or no one in the Manor will forgive you.”

“Just go to sleep, I can take care of the kids,” Celine promised as Damien changed the room to look like his bedroom in the Manor.

Celine let Damien get settled in before she got up and left, wishing her little brother well before taking over the body. The District Attorney’s rather malleable body shifted to look like her. A black suit with a red silk shirt and red eyeshadow.

As Damien fell asleep Dark woke back up, as Celine took over. Dark groaned, she’d forgotten how much the body they were using ached and sometimes refused to cooperate. Dark was a little frustrated, Dames, what did you do to this thing? It didn’t hurt nearly as much last time.

After collecting herself and forcing her body to work properly, Dark picked herself up and got ready for the day. The other Egos were all collected around the kitchen and main living room, taking with each other when she walked down.

Instantly the room turned to look at her as she walked in. Bim froze mid-sentence, as Eric flinched, a look of fear in the young Ego’s eyes.

Wilford immediately jumped to his feet, “Celine.”

She glared at him and he flinched back, clearly expecting her to hit him. “Dark,” she corrected.

Wilford coughed, “Right, of course Dark, sorry.”

Then she turned to Eric, Bing, and Reynolds, “You three weren’t around the last time.”

“Uh,” Eric started wringing his hands.

“Don’t take it personal,” Rey jumped in. “He has a bit of a hard time with new people.”

Dark frowned, “I’m not new.”

“I get that,” Rey agreed. “Just give him a day and he’ll be fine. It took him a while to get used to you the first time around.”

“Fair, I suppose,” Dark allowed. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some work to do.”

Dark made herself a coffee and then left, Wilford talking her ear off as the two of them walking off.

“Well that’s the last we’ll see of him all day,” Bim laughed, turning back to his own coffee. “Hope he doesn’t break stuff again.”

Bing leaned over to talk to Eric, “What happened, dude?”

“I . . . I,” Eric began shaking, Google and Reynolds looking over at him. “I can’t again. I can’t.”

“Hey, where’s your handkerchief, try and breathe,” Bing pleaded, trying to calm Eric from a mounting panic attack. Eric scrambled and held the little yellow square of fabric to his face.

After a bit, and moving Eric to the living room couch, the skittish Ego finally began to calm down.

“So what set you off?” Rey asked. “Was it Dark?”

Eric gave a non-answering grunt, curling in on himself.

“Dark just looks different, she’s the same as she was before,” King tried to tell him. “Sometimes the half of Dark that’s blue has to take a nap, and the red half takes over.”

“Nuh,” Eric began curling in on himself again, the corners of his eyes starting to water. “It’s n-not that. I can’t leave. I can’t leave.”

Dr. Iplier, who had run off to grab the Host, came back in, starting to ask Bing what was going on.

“You don’t have to leave,” Rey reminded. “You’re part of the Egos.”

The Host began to narrate and slowly a calm flooded the room and Eric’s tears and panic lessened just a bit.

“Eric, why do you think you’d have to leave?” King asked.

“I’m going to hurt her,” Eric answered, hunching inwards. “I hurt my mom and-”

“Eric, hey, kid,” Rey tried to cut the panic from mounting back up. “Don’t know if you’ve noticed but Dark’s a bit of a badass. You could accidentally hit her with a rail gun and she’d just get pissed.”

The timid Ego looked less scared, but still unsure.

“Come on,” Rey smiled, extending a hand. “Let’s go and talk to her and she’ll be fine, and you’ll be fine, and it’ll be great.”

Eric took some convincing, but when Dark came out of her office for the first time in months she was greeted by a very nervous Eric who was holding out a hand drawn picture of all the Egos. Among them was Celine as Dark instead of Damien. A “THANK YOU, MOM”.

Dark just looked at it. Celine really didn’t get a lot of interaction with the Egos, Damien tended to wrestle control away because he felt like they were his and got territorial over it. Celine had never understood it before, but suddenly she understood and realized one thing:

She and Damien were going to have a lot more fights about who was being Dark, but she absolutely adored Eric. He was hers now.

“You’re a sweetheart,” Dark smiled.

Eric got less nervous, “Th-thanks.”

“Run along, I still have a lot of work today, I’ll see you boys later tonight,” Dark told him.

Eric seemed to get more comfortable and excited, but he left to go meet back up with Reynolds and King who were watching around the corner. Dark got back to work after another coffee break, the normal amount of interruptions from Wilford which Dark usually tolerated. It took Damien three days to get back in control, furious and reassuring Celine that he would make sure they took care of Eric.

#Markiplier #Markiplier Egos #Darkiplier #wkm Damien #wkm Celine #Eric Derekson #Reynolds Voorhees #Wilford Warfstache #Who Killed Markiplier Anniversary #Eric's childhood trauma kicking up stress

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sml8180 · 5 years ago

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Ego Christmas - Day 25 - Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone! And a happy fourth day of Hanukkah to any Jewish followers who might be reading this! This post was scheduled ahead of time, so that I couldn’t forget to put this up. I hope that everyone is having a great day!

Merry Christmas

Breakfast ran long, it always did on the holidays, but that was fine, nobody had to go anywhere, anyways. After everything was cleaned up, the Egos all moved into the living area, where gifts were all set under the tree as the lights twinkled.

“Alright, everyone gather ‘round!” Wilford called out. “Everyone in a circle, you guys know how this works, by now.”

Everyone worked to arrange the sofas and armchairs into a circle, moving the coffee table out of the way to make more room. As they all settled down, with Dark, Wilford, and the twins closest to the tree, everything began. They started with the stockings, which hung up on the fireplace and on the wall surrounding it. Each one was simple, a red stocking with a white cuff, with the name of an Ego stitched in shimmering red thread. The stockings were filled with different candies, and a handful of small gifts that would likely keep each of their interest as the gifts under the tree were given to the correct Ego.

Dark, Wilford, and the Jims worked well together to get all the gifts out to the others, in a way they had clearly been perfecting over the years. Dark and Wilford would read the names on the gift tags, and each Jim was silently assigned to work with one of them to get the gift to the correct person. The twins clearly enjoyed the little job, each one wearing a red and green elf hat, while Wilford and Dark wore Santa hats - though Dark initially put on a grumpy facade, it didn’t last, and he was soon smiling with the others.

“Before we get too far into things,” Dark spoke up, calling all the Ego’s attention to himself. “We all need to take a moment to celebrate that this is the first of hopefully many Christmases with the newest members of this chaotic family of ours. Eric, Reynolds, Magnum, Yancy, and Illinois; I hope this ends up one of many holidays we all spend together.”

A chorus of agreement met the five Egos, making Eric blush and hide his face in Illinois’ shoulder, as Reynolds laughed a bit, patting the man’s back.

“Alright, well, go ahead, everyone,” Dark urged, chuckling as Wil kissed his cheek. “The gifts won’t open themselves.”

Bim was one of the first to open a gift, the one he’d gotten from King, tearing away the wrapping and opening up the box to reveal a glittery purple suit with black lapels, and a matching tie. He smiled brightly, hugging King tight and drawing a laugh from the man. King, meanwhile, opened his gift from Bim, ripping away the wrapping paper to reveal a somewhat cylindrical bundle. A check of the tag revealed that it was actually a couple’s sleeping bag, perfect to go on the bed in the tree house King had in the woods that surrounded the manor, for a little extra warmth.

Silver opened up his gift next, surprised to have gotten a gift from Ed of all people. The wrapping paper actually contained two items, one being a set of blackout curtains for Silver’s room, which lead to him looking to Ed for an explanation.

“You get home at weird times,” Ed reasoned. “Sometimes it’s only a couple hours until the sun’s up, and I know the light comes in your window pretty early. With any luck, these’ll help you actually get some sleep.”

“That’s, actually really thoughtful, Ed,” Silver replied with a smile. He then proceeded to open up the box that had been with the gift. The box contained some black and white fabric, and at first, the superhero was once again confused, until he started to pull whatever it was out of the box. “No, you didn’t…” he began, trailing off as he pulled out a mask that looked much like the one he wore on a regular basis, though it was clearly a bit nicer and had a cleaner design.

“You’ve had the same costume since you were created. It was time for an upgrade,” Ed told him. “Jackie helped with that one, y’know, with the design and all that, and Eric helped to actually make it, but the original idea was mine. I guess it’s kinda from all three of us.”

“I love it! And if Jackie was behind part of this, I know it’s gonna be good, and Eric, kid, you’ve fixed my suit so many times since you got here, I’ve lost count. You guys are great,” Silver beamed, hugging Eric and then, surprisingly, pulling Ed in for a quick hug.

Magnum opened his gift next, seeing that it came from Reynolds. The wrapping contained a box that had a kit to build a model ship in a bottle. Reynolds hadn’t been sure what the large man would like, but he felt that a model pirate ship to display in his room would be interesting, and he’d noticed how careful he was with smaller things, so it seemed right. The captain smiled brightly, pulling the construction worker into a big bear hug.

Reynolds opened his gift next, his face lighting up as he shifted the box and heard the telltale sound of Lego bricks shifting inside. He tore open the wrapping to reveal a large set that seemed unfamiliar to him, but familiar at the same time, seeing as the box had an image of the manor on it.

“What’s this? It’s not an official set, is it?” the construction worker questioned.

“It-it’s a custom set!” Eric told him. “Dark, Wil, Bing, and I all pitched in and-and had a set made from the manor’s floor plan! You’ve got a lot of great sets, and I remember you saying that the manor would make a fun one, e-especially if it was all different sections that you could put together. So, Dark and Wil found the plans, and Bing drew up the actual stuff and submitted it to one of Dark’s contacts who actually got it made. I did all the box art.”

“That’s so cool! You guys are amazing!” Reynolds exclaimed, hugging those responsible for the gift.

The Host was next to open up his gift. The package didn’t have any wrapping paper on it, but rather, it was in a simple unmarked box with a ribbon tied around it, and a tag written by hand and in Braille, indicating that it came from Dr. Iplier. He undid the ribbon and opened the box, forcing his Sight for a moment to find that the box contained some high quality parchment and a nice calligraphy set with a quill, a few different writing tips that could be put on it, and a few different colors of ink. Meanwhile, Dr. Iplier opened his gift from the Host, smiling and breaking out into a bit of a blush when he found a couple of travel mugs, one which looked like the TARDIS from Doctor Who, and one covered in the print of the exploding TARDIS piece.

Google and Bing opened each others gifts, next. Google lit up when he pulled out a new set of small tools to use for his glasses and other small projects, along with a white suit jacket that would fit him perfectly. Bing practically threw himself at Google when he unwrapped a set of three dot grid notebooks to use for whatever he might need, along with a pack of pens.

Illinois opened his gift up next, finding a new bag to use during his expeditions. Eric explained that he felt that he could use something other than the cross-body satchel he was using, especially since he’d reported that it sometimes got in the way while he was climbing.

Next up was Eric, who was careful with the small gift in his hands. He undid the wrapping, and opened up the hinged box, finding a silk scarf folded inside. Carefully, he pulled the scarf out, marveling at the soft material and the light blue, green, yellow and purple pattern. There was something else, though, something heavier wrapped up in the scarf. Unfolding the thin fabric, he gasped at what he found. There was a necklace inside, with a black cord that wrapped around the smooth heart-shaped stone. The cord was tied into a pair of sliding knots, which would allow Eric to adjust the length of the necklace easily. Eric was rendered speechless.

“I found the stone a while back on an expedition, and thought you’d like to have it,” Illinois explained, somewhat sheepishly. He chuckled as Eric hugged him tight, and pulled him into a kiss.

“It’s perfect,” Eric told him, a bright smile on his face as he pulled the necklace on over his head, fiddling with the stone.

Ed opened up his gift, smiling to find that Silver had given him a set of hooks he could put up on his wall to display his hats and lasso. It would really help with organization, no doubt; those things took up space in his closet, on his bookshelf, and on his dresser. The twins each opened up their gifts at the same time, finding that they had gotten one another updated equipment.

Wilford opened up his gift next, breaking into a bright smile when he found a picture frame with five different windows. Four had photos of Wil and Dark together, at various points of their relationship, with the fifth and largest photo being one from their wedding. The photo had been taken from the isle, getting Wilford, Dark, Bim, Host, and the pastor who oversaw things in the shot, along with the ornate flower arrangement and large tree under which they had wed. It was one of Wilford’s favorite photos from that day, and he hugged his husband tight, kissing him.

Dark was next, tearing away the wrapping paper and opening the box to find a display of the solar system with a small dial and read out on the base. When he opened it, the planets were all lined up, and Dark simply raised an eyebrow in question as he looked to his husband.

“Google helped me with this,” Wil began. “It’s got a few different dates; the day we met, our engagement, and our wedding day, and a few others, all on the dial, and a setting where it’ll just run in real time. The planets all move when you pick a setting, so they’ll be in their proper place for that time. If you pick our wedding day, the planets all go to where they were the day we said “I do”,” he stated.

The demon looked to Google, who nodded in response. He then turned the dial so that the date of their first meeting was on the display, and pressed the dial down until it clicked. His mouth fell open in awe as the little planets rotated under the glass dome, stopping when they reached their proper positions.

“Wil… I don’t know what to say…” he finally breathed, still in awe over the gift.

“You don’t need to say anything,” Wilford stated, kissing his husband once again. “Your reaction says enough.

Dark smiled, looking around for a moment before snapping his fingers, spotting that one Ego hadn’t opened a larger gift like all the others had, and didn’t even have one by him. “I almost forgot, give me a moment,” he stated, handing the gift he had in his lap over to Wilford before standing. The demon tore open the Void and stepped through, returning a moment later with a box wrapped in silver wrapping paper. “This one is yours, Yancy,” he specified, handing off the gift to the former inmate.

Yancy set the box in his lap, running his fingers over the shiny wrapping paper, before giving Dark a quick look. Upon Dark making a silent motion for him to simply go on and open his gift, the former inmate tore away the wrapping and opened the lid of the box. He pulled a black case out of the box, setting the wrapping aside so the case could sit on his lap. The man ran his fingers over the clasps of the case, before he flicked them open with a soft click. With a deep breath, he opened up the lid of the case, and let out a shocked gasp.

“A violin?” he questioned, wanting to confirm the sight through his surprise. “How did youse know that I…?”

“I made a couple of calls and found out. I have my ways,” Dark stated calmly.

Yancy gave a bit of a nod, pulling the instrument out of the case to get a better look. It was clearly old, but well made, with intricate details on the pegs and scroll. He was in silent awe of the gift, and a similar silence had fallen over the entire room.

“Where did youse get this…? These ones ain’t cheap, and they ain’t easy to find, either.”

“It belonged to an old friend, originally,” Dark stated. “He passed some time ago, and left it to me. I can’t play, but when I learned that you’re musically inclined, I thought it would make a good gift for you. An instrument like that doesn’t deserve to sit and collect dust.” He wasn’t exactly lying, not in full, at least. He physically couldn’t play the violin anymore, thanks to the broken body he inhabited. It hadn’t belonged to a friend, though; the violin had belonged to Damien once upon a time. But, that time was long past.

“It’s amazing,” Yancy stated, carefully setting the violin back into the case. “Thank you, so much.”

“Well, it looks like we’ve gotten through everyone,” Wilford observed, looking over the room. “I think this was a great Christmas.”

“That it has been, Wil,” Dark confirmed, smiling.

Indeed, it had been a very merry Christmas, for everyone in the manor.

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evieisstruck · 3 years ago

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How many full rows do you have?

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vociferous-chaos · 5 years ago

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Bim: It isn’t funny! This is serious!

Reynolds: It’s pretty funny.

Ed: It’s fucking hilarious actually.

Eric: *Twitching on the floor, still wheezing with laughter.*

#bim trimmer #reynolds vorhees #randal voorhees #ed edgar #eric derekson #markiplier #incorrectegoquotes #incorrect ego quotes

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thomothysdoodles · 5 years ago

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G7 with Dr Iplier please x

Oops, forgot to ask for G7 with Reynolds as well please xx

Why do I feel like they’re watching Host and Eric cuddled on the couch sleeping?

#dr.iplier #randal voorhees #markiplier #markiplier fanart #markiplier egos #requested!#my doodles #also why half of the fandom calls him reynolds and the other half randal??? i am confusion

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evieisstruck · 5 years ago

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High school AU thingamabob

Dark

17 year old senior

class president and is kinda high and mighty about it tbh

“yes i know student council can’t really make any changes without the input of the superintendent but IM THE PRESIDENT AND YOU’RE NOT SO SUCK MY DI-“

does sound/lights for all the shows the school puts on

dating wilford and no one knows how or why they’re together

had a deep as hell voice and a beard the second he hit puberty

takes every ethics/psychology class he can

wants to be a lawyer

that one kid that everyone fears but is actually kinda chill if not a little surly

wears a collared shirt and tie to school every day and would totally get made fun of for it if he wasn’t terrifying

listens to classical music unironically

“oh my god i’m so going to fail this test” *proceeds to get the highest grade in the class*

protector of the gays™️

person: *says something mean to a student because they’re lgbtq+*

Dark: *teleports in front of said student* omae wa mo shindeiru

Wilford

19 year old senior

Yes he still has the mustache

doesn’t give a fuck about what anyone thinks of him

deadass wore a dress to school after one of his friends got made fun of because she wore a suit to a school dance

b u f f a s h e l l

could bench press a teacher if he really tried

on the cheer team

“no i’m not wearing pants, this miniskirt makes my ass look great!”

everyone’s bodyguard

usually attracts a crowd of nervous underclassmen

has mild dyslexia

tol

gives his friends piggyback rides

president of the drama club

works hard enough in school to pass his classes but that’s pretty much it

sleeps in class

Bim

15 year old freshman

vice president of the drama club

wilfords shadow

first freshman to help run the drama club and shoves it in everyone’s face

shouts his gayness from the rooftops

secretly super insecure

loves plants and helps out in the schools greenhouse

named all of the plants but if you tell anyone he’ll stab you

gets mostly B’s and C’s

has mild ocd but not enough to affect him severely

talks like a game show host cause he thinks it makes him sound attractive

it doesn’t

Google(s)

16 year old juniors

identical quadruplets

they have to wear different colors every day or else no one knows which one is which

they’re called the googles because their backpacks match the colors of the chrome logo and they’re super smart

straight A 4.0 GPA students but Oliver has to try a little harder than his brothers

all of them are in the robotics team except for ollie

Blue works on programming and red and green are on the build team

Ollie is the sweetest day of sunshine to ever exist and everyone loves him

he’s basically adopted Eric as his lil bro

tutors people in the library every tuesday and thursday

the other googles disapprove of his relationship with bing but he makes ollie happy so they don’t do anything about it

they all work in a supermarket and they’re saving up for college

ollie wants to be a vet, red and green want to be engineers, and blue wants to be a web developer

Bing

17 year old junior

mostly A’s, a few B’s.

his full name is zachary bing but people call him bing because he’s always trying to one up the googles

dudebro

was pining after ollie for months before chase finally felt sorry for him and told ollie how he felt

they’re dating now and it’s adorable

so soft for his boyf

a really good skater and wins a lot of local competitions

doesn’t study but still gets p good grades

wears sunglasses all the time because he has light sensitivity

Has ADHD

s t r o n k

always challenges people to arm wrestle him

can sing really well and plays gitaur

shares a youtube channel with chase where they skate and to challenges and stuff

Dr. ipiler

18 year old senior

Everyone calls him doc because he helps the school nurse and takes every single biology and health class there is

all A’s

really wants to be a surgeon

best friends with Schneep

huge star trek/harry potter nerd (ravenclaw if you’re wondering)

almost always at schneep’s house studying or just chillin’

kind of a control freak

thinks he’s charismatic but he’s actually kinda annoying

but annoying in a funny way

has a pet ferret that he sneaks into school

feral

espresso and sugar flows through his veins

“i actually got a good sleep last night.” “oh really?” “yeah bro i got a whole half hour!”

super dark bags under his eyes

Host

17 year old junior

all A’s except for in gym class

he has eyes in this

his real name is Simon Charles Teller (there are specific meanings to those names btw look them up) but he’s called The Host because he does morning announcements every day.

has gold eyes and a lot of people find it unnerving

“hey i have a podcast you should totally listen to it”

nocturnal

spends all of his free time in the library

always reading in class but the teachers don’t really care bc his grades are good and he does his homework

wants to be an english/poetry teacher

crushing on the cute shy kid from his english class

doesn’t talk much but he’ll still be nice to you

that one kid who’s always correcting the teachers

Runs the D&D club (he’s the dungeon master)

Eric Derekson

16 year old junior

Mostly high B’s, a couple of A’s.

lives with his uncle mark after he ran away from his abusive dad and is living a happy life

the guy that always volunteers to take care of the class pets over the weekend

animals love him

has anxiety, mild paranoia and aspergers.

animals, harry potter, and pokémon are his hyperfixations.

he also really likes gardening

crushing big time on hostioli

spends his entire english class staring at him and blushing

is seriously considering joining D&D club just to be able to talk to him

he’s in the art club

wants to be a vet and maybe do some freelance art stuff on the side

Ollie keeps yelling at him to just ask host out already but he’s too nervous

my poor bb boi

Wears sweaters all the time

wears headphones to block out noise if it ever gets too loud at he goes into sensory overload

disaster bi

Yan

18 year old senior

gets C’s

non-binary

has a makeup tutorial channel on youtube and has a pretty decent following

That one weeb that throws japanese into every single sentence

dyes their hair a new color every week

also has a new crush every week

everyone knows who their newest victim is because they never stop watching them

draws anime for every art class

wants to be a a fashion designer

does MMA

everyone kinda stears clear of them

writes their first initial along with their crush’s on every notebook they own

has gotten suspended for beating kids up on multiple occasions

doesn’t really have that many friends but they don’t mind

spends their lunches watching their crush

in the drama club and the art club

Randall Voorhees

18 year old senior

C’s and D’s

Eric’s cousin/bodyguard

they have a lot of the same classes and walk everywhere together

loves animals and has like 10 pet rats

he doesn’t really care about his grades because he knows that he wants to be a woodworker/construction guy

makes little houses out of scrap wood for his rats and Eric thinks it’s adorable

always sneaks his rats to school and lets them have play dates with dr. iplier’s ferret

“nO IM NOT RELATED TO JASON VOORHEES HES NOT EVEN REAL SO SHUT THE HELL UP-“

used to live in nyc in queens and still has a pretty strong accent

completely incomprehensible when he’s excited or angry bc of the accent

everyone is jealous of his hair

spends like 100 dollars on shampoo and conditioner and stuff but it’s worth it

acts like the straightest guy in existence but could not be more gay

his boots are always muddy

Yancy

16 year old sophomore

his name is Yancy Bird

g...get it? like jailbird? ahaha...ok i’ll stop

permanent resident of the detention room

but he gets to just chill out and read for an hour so he doesn’t really mind

mostly gets detention for beating up kids that bully others

fuck the system

always wears a leather jacket and blue jeans

“hey, the 50’s called and they want their-“ SMACK. “shut up.”

takes a lot of criminal justice and psychology classes ironically

in the botany club but if you tell anyone they’ll never find your body

everyone is surprised when they find out he’s friends with Eric and ollie

pan but in denial

“i’m not gay guys, that ain’t me, i’m just comfortable with my sexuality. so i can admit when i see a guy with a handsome face and pretty eyes-“

that song is great btw you should listen to it

anyway

always makes really dark jokes and everyone is like “are you ok?”

except for his friends they just laugh

“lmao wouldn’t it be funny if everyone like...died”

#these are goooooood #i fully accept these headcanons as TRUTH #somebody write a fic with these PLS #well done!#markiplier egos #darkiplier #wilford warfstache #bim trimmer #googlipler #bingiplier #dr iplier #the host #eric derekson #yandereiplier #reynolds voorhees #yancy #12-15-19 #sleep

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dangerousstrawberryshark · 3 years ago

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VOTE! (NOT FOR A FIC BUT A CHARACTER/CELEBRITY)

So, I'm gonna cancel the yandere series, I really like this one (The Pharaoh x male reader). And because I have never seen one that involves Pharaoh x male reader.

Same rules:

PICK ONE CHARACTER! (Don't say [Character 1] or [Character 2] you must pick or I'll choose for you

You MUST put it in the comments. If you can't type in the comments or you want to stay anonymous, send me an ask with your vote and I'll add it in the comments.

Edward Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Jasper Hale

Emmett Cullen

Jacob Black

Caius

Aro

Marcus

Demetri

Sam Uley

Garett

Tony Stark

Peter Parker (Bumping up his age)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Thor Odinson

Clint Barton

Pietro Maximoff

Scott Lang

Bruce Banner

Dr. Strange

Loki

Venom

Deadpool

Helmut Zemo

Falcon

Izuku Midoriya

Dabi

Katsuki Bakugou

Mirio Togata

Tenya Lida

All Might

Enji Todoroki/Endeavor

Hawks

Eijiro Kirishima

Shoto Todoriki

Chris Hemsworth

Chris Evans

Robert Downey Jr.

Shawn Mendes

Tom Holland

Jeremy Renner

Sebastian Stan

Henry Cavill

Zac Efron

Colby Brock

Brennen Taylor

Sebastian Stan

Jensen Ackles

Jared Padalecki

Anthony Mackey

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Misha Collins

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Matt Cohen

Bryan Dechart

Joe Manganiello

Pedro Pascal

Kim Nam-Joon/RM

Kim Seok-JIn

Min Yoongi

Jung Ho-Seok

Park Ji-Min

Kim Tae-Hyung

Jeon Jung-Kook.

James McAvoy

Ryan Reynolds

Robert Pattinson

Hugh Jackman

Johnny Depp

Scott Eastwood

Jared Leto

Ben Affleck

Ewan McGregor

Channing Tatum

Luke Evans

Tom Hiddleston

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

John Winchester

Lucifer

Crowley

Jack Kline

Young John (Michael)

Dean (Michael)

Adam (Micheal)

Archie Andrews

Jughead Jones

Reggie Mantle

Kevin Keller

Hiram Lodge

Malachai

F. P. Jones

Fangs Fogarty

Eren Jaeger

Levi Ackerman

Erwin Smith

Jean Kirstein

Reiner Braun

Kenny Ackerman

Bertolt Hoover

Clark Kent/Superman

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Arthur Curry/Aquaman

Billy Batson/Shazam (Bumping up his age)

Hal Jordan/Green Lantern

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Damian Wayne

Tim Drake

Barry Allen/The Flash

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow

Captain Cold

Captain Atom

Chris Redfield

Leon S. Kennedy

Albert Wesker

Carlos Oliveira

Ethan Winters

Karl Heisenberg

Piers Nivans

Mr. X

Cole Young

Johnny Cage

Scorpion

Kui Liang

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Jeremy Gilbert

Tyler Lockwood

Matt Donovan

Tobio Kageyama

Kei Tuskishima

Toru Oikawa

Tetsuro Kuroo

Asahi Azumane

Daichi Sawamura

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Hajime Iwaizumi

Kotaro Bokuto

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Aoi Todo

Toji Fushiguro

Ryomen Sukuna

Brahms Heelshire

Jason Voorhees

Michael Myers

Stu Matcher

Billy Loomis

Hannibal Lector

Will Graham

Norman Bates

Pyramid head

Sweeney Todd.

Bobby Drake

Scott Summers

Logan Howlett

Erik Lehnsherr

Young Professor X

Scott Mccall

Derek Hale

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Andy Barber

Ransom Drysdale

Geralt of Rivia

Ian

Mickey

Collin Shea

Johnny Storm

Jake Jensen

Ari Levinson

Tanner Grayton

RK800 (CONNOR)

RK900 (NINES?)

Gavin Reed

#vote #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #male reader imagine

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classic80sand90smovieloves2 · 4 years ago

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Masterlist

A list of my old writing that you can request I revise

Song Prompts

Meeting and Dating Headcanons~

Pretty in Pink

Andie Walsh

Duckie Dale

Blane McDonagh

Steff McKee

Sixteen Candles

Jake Ryan

The Lost Boys

Paul

Dwayne

Poly Lost Boys

Edgar Frog

The Breakfast Club

Brian Johnson

John Bender

Andrew Clark

The Outsiders

Sodapop Curtis

Dallas Winston

Two-Bit Mathews

Rumblefish

Steve Hays

Ferris Buellers Day Off

Cameron Frye

Karate Kid

Daniel Larusso

Johnny Lawrence

Dutch

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

Jason Dean

Fast Times at Ridgemont High

Jeff Spicoli

Brad Hamilton

Better Off Dead

Lane Meyer

Weird Science

Gary Wallace

Wyatt Donnelly

Dream A Little Dream

Dinger Holfield

Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure

Bill S. Preston Esquire

Ted Logan

Dating Poly Bill and Ted

The Princess Bride

Inigo Montoya

Interview with the Vampire

Louis de Pointe du Lac

Children of the Corn

Malachai Boardman

National Lampoons

Rusty Griswold (European Vacation)

Cant Buy Me Love

Kenneth Wurman

The Chocolate War

Jerry Renault

Archie Costello

The Mighty Ducks

Fulton Reed

Dean Portman

Adam Banks

Les Averman

Porkys

Brian Schwartz

Anthony ‘Meat’ Tuperello

Tommy Turner

Tim Cavanaugh

Mickey Jarvis

Just One of the Guys

Terry Griffith

Greg Tolan

Dead Poets Society

Neil Perry

Todd Anderson

Charlie Dalton

Knox Overstreet

Steven Meeks

Earth Girls are Easy

Mac

Combat Academy

Perry Barnett

Waynes World

Garth Algar

Austin Powers

Toy Soldiers

Ricardo Montoya

Good Will Hunting

Chuckie Sullivan

10 Things I Hate About You

Joey Donner

My Bodyguard

Ricky Linderman

Melvin Moody

Stand and Deliver

Angel Guzman

Something Wild

Ray Sinclair

Three O’Clock High

Buddy Revell

Intruder

Randy

Young Guns

Jose Chavez y Chavez

Billy the Kid

Doc Scurlock

Dazed and Confused

Benny O’Donnell

Don Dawson

Kevin Pickford

Randall “Pink” Floyd

Fred O’Bannion

Mitch Kramer

Ron Slater

Shavonne Wright

Dogfight

Eddie Birdlace

Ladybugs

Matthew

Goosebumps

Sticks

Freddy Renfield

Twister

Robert ‘Rabbit’ Nurick

Stand by me

Ace Merrill

School Ties

Rip Van Kelt

Chris Reece

The Untouchables

Eliot Ness

The Godfather

Tom Hagen

(Young) Vito Corleone

(Old) Vito Corleone

Goodfellas

Henry Hill

Little Shop of Horrors

Seymour Krelborn

Newsies

Specs

Near Dark

Severen

Friday the 13th

Jason Voorhees

Scream

Billy Loomis

Poly Billy and Stu

Stu Macher

The Craft

Nancy Downs

Hocus Pocus

Max Dennison

Thackery Binx

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz

Adam Maitland

The Crow

Eric Draven

Ghostbusters

Ray Stantz

Aliens

Bishop

An American Werewolf in London

Jack Goodman

Sleepaway Camp

Ricky Thomas

Re-animator

Herbert West

Silence of the Lambs

Clarice Starling

Fright Night

Jerry Dandridge

Candyman

Daniel Robitaille

The Evil Dead

Ash Williams

Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Harvey Kinkle

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Spike

Full Metal Jacket

Sgt. Hartman

Joker

Animal Mother

Pyle

Preference~ the boys with an s/o whose ex stalks them

Grease

Kenickie

Labyrinth

Jareth

Total Recall

Douglas Quaid

Requested “Would Includes” and Imagines/Fics~

Darry falling for Johnny’s sister

Allison Reynolds dating a shy nerdy girl

Starting a family with Cameron Frye

Making out with Cameron Frye

Cameron Frye comforting you when you’re upset

Getting drunk with the Ferris Bueller crew

Gary Wallace dating a tall girl

George Mcfly with a dominant flirty s/o

Comforting and being comforted by Will Hunting

Will Hunting having a crush on you

Being apart of the good will hunting gang

Armand with a virgin s/o (including nsfw)

Lestat and Louis dating a girl who loves horror movies

Making out with Duckie Dale

Duckie Dale cheering you up

Cliff having a crush on you

Making out with Cliff

Making out with Bryce

Bryce having a crush on you

The Lost Boys with an s/o having an anxiety attack + fighting depression

The Lost Boys with a sweet and innocent s/o

The Lost Boys with a curvy mate

The Lost Boys fighting with their mates

The Lost Boys dating a shy short girl

The Lost Boys taking care of you when you’re hurt

Getting drunk with the Lost Boys would include

David x Laddies older sister

Making out with Edgar Frog

Being Married to Archie Costello

Going to the beach with Archie Costello

Making out with Archie Costello

Darrys girlfriend landing a job at a local cafe as a singer

Making out with Kenneth Wurman

Being Cindys friend and Ronalds crush

Harold Sherbico having a crush

Kim Kelly dating her polar opposite

Neil Perry dating an artist

Making out with Charlie Dalton

Jealous Charlie Dalton

Jealous Knox Overstreet

A study date with Steven Meeks

Spending the winter season with Neil Perry

Comforting Charlie Dalton after he gets expelled

The dead poets walking in on Charlie and his secret, shy girlfriend

Simon Boggs having a crush on Laneys friend

Faking It-Cindy Mancini falling for the girl who paid her to be her friend

Spike having a crush on you

Steff McKee having a crush on you

Marko having a crush on you

David having a crush on you

Paul having a crush on you

Dwayne having a crush on you

Dwayne x vampire reader who dresses like Stevie Nicks

Making out with Keith Nelson

Meat having a crush on Peewees sister

Admit it- Mickey Jarvis and his future s/o having crushes on each other

Being a part of team USA and meeting Adam and Charlie

Dwayne Robertson having a crush on you

Sleepover with Bill and Ted (including nsfw)

Being pregnant with Ted Logans child

Starring in the schools Romeo and Juliet with Ted Logan

Ted Logan asking you to be his valentine

Spending Valentines day with Steff McKee

Spending Valentines day with Steven Meeks

Spending Valentines day with Keith Nelson

Spending your first Valentines day with Bryce

Wishing I Was Her (Nick Andopolis)

If You Want Out Just Say It (Ace Merrill)

Going on the Ferris adventure

Going on your own adventure with Cameron Frye

Making out with Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd

Travelling back in time with Marty McFly

Tommy Devito dating a chubby artist

Years Gone By (Michael Corleone)

Sonny Corleone dating his opposite

Phillipe Gaston x reader~ Fairy Tale

Being Fulton's sister and Dating Dean Portman

Comforting Todd when he’s upset

Being married to Bill S. Preston Esquire

Being married to Ted Logan

Spending Halloween/October with Knox Overstreet

Making out with Knox

A will they, won’t they relationship with Seth Brundle

Falling in love with Edward Scissorhands

Dwayne Hicks with an Android!Technician s/o

Private Joker dating an artist

Jareth falling in love with you

Being married to Matt Hooper and going to Amity

The way you make me feel~ John Bender

Being in a long term relationship with JD

J.D. with a chronically ill s/o

Archie with a chronically ill s/o

Making out with Ted Logan

Archibald Craven falling in love

Andy Dufresne falling in love

Nsfw Headcanons~

Group sex with the lost boys

Sam Emerson

Threesome with Obie and Archie

Armand

Archie Costello

(sub) Archie Costello

Obie

Johnny Cade

Cameron Frye

Duckie Dale

Blane

John Bender

Randy (Intruder)

Joey Donner

Kenneth Wurman

Keith Nelson

The Dead Poets Kinks

Knox Overstreet

Charlie Dalton

Steven Meeks

Todd Anderson

Neil Perry

Gerard Pitts

John Bender taking your virginity

Louis de Pointe du Lac

Dinger Holfield

The Lost Boys

Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd

Benny O’donnell

Fred O’Bannion

Cliff

Bryce

Johnny Walker

George Mcfly

Brian Moreland

(sub) Perry Barnett

Bill S. Preston Esquire

Ted Logan

Randy Meeks

Michael Emerson

Nancy Downs

Ray Stantz

Egon Spengler

Spike

Angel Guzman

Sgt. Hartman

Brad Hamilton

Douglas Quaid

Chris (night of the creeps)

Sonny Corleone with a shy, virgin s/o

George Mcfly getting jealous and being dominant

Grease Monkey (Keith Nelson smut)

Sins of the flesh and matters of the heart (David x reader + Dwayne smut)

#80s movies #80s imagine #80s movie imagine #80s movie headcanons #80s smut #80s movie imagines #80s movie headcanon #80s movie smut #90s movies #90s imagine #90s movie headcanon #90s movie imagine #90s movie headcanons #90s tv show imagine #90s tv headcanons

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doctordiscord123 · 5 years ago

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What’s Wrong With You?!

The Host can’t control his power. But sometimes...it’s a little much for the others.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

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Warnings: Blood, Guns, Attempted Murder, Body Horror/Extra Limbs, Characters: The Host, Dr. Iplier, Darkiplier, Reynolds Voorhees, Ed Edgar Pairings: The Host/Dr. Iplier Word Count: 1232 words

The Host was completely out of hand.

He couldn’t help it, but it was getting to be a bit...much for everyone else. Things kept randomly changing about them, bigger things too. Now, Dr. Iplier wasn’t the only one who’d had wings suddenly sprout from his back. Dark kept growing horns, at least half of the egos sported tails now, and they kept stacking on top of each other. It was stressful, and it wasn’t the Host’s fault, but it was hard not to get frustrated.

The worst of it all was how flippant the Host was about it. He hardly acknowledged all he was doing to the other egos, if he noticed at all. For him, nothing was amiss. They were all exactly how whatever reality he thought he was in depicted them. In his messed up little head, nothing was wrong. But for the traumatized and unstable -- because Dr. Iplier was now the only ego who wasn’t fucked in the head in some way -- and generally just scared egos desperate for everything to go back to normal in the wake of the Actor, it was Hell.

And someone snapped.

It had been an absolute clusterfuck of a day. The Host had just been sitting in the living area, in one of the recliners, and just muttering to himself, all day. Said recliner floated a foot off the ground without him apparently noticing. The TV had grown eyes, rendering it useless for the moment. The couch was covered in moss and dust. The carpet squelched unnervingly.

And everyone who passed through the living area -- passed through whatever the Host had unintentionally done -- grew several extra limbs.

It was too much.

Ed was the one who snapped.

By that time, there was a small collection of egos in the living area who didn’t mind the extra arms or legs or whatever combination they got. Dark was reading in the other recliner, with a third arm and a third eye in the middle of his forehead, and Dr. Iplier had moved the Host to their usual loveseat, hugging him close with all four of his arms, despite the Host not returning or even seeming to notice the affection. Reynolds had braved the couch, a sort of second leg growing out of the side of the knee over his right leg. It looked...strange, but it didn’t seem to hurt.

The Host eventually got up to wander wherever he liked to wander, and that was when Ed barged into the room. It was clear he was already high-strung, massive moose antlers weighing down his head, big brown wings that looked like they belonged to some sort of falcon folded behind him. And when he entered the room, already close to breakdown, just to sprout another pair of identical wings and a third arm out of his his stomach, he melted down.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” He shouted at the top of his lungs, wheeling on the Host. The Host immediately flinched back, shrinking significantly into his coat, but Ed seemed so caught up in his hysterics he didn’t notice. “YOU ACT LIKE WHAT HAPPENED NEVER HAPPENED! AND THEN YOU MAKE EVERYTHIN’ FUCKIN’ WORSE WITH THIS SHIT!” He waved the third arm around, nearly smacking the Host, and the Host just recoiled further.

“Ed, stop it! Calm down, it’s okay!”

“DON’T YOU FUCKIN’ DARE TELL ME ‘IT’S OKAY’!” Ed nearly sobbed as he glared Dr. Iplier down. “You weren’t there! You weren’t locked in a fuckin’ cage for months, you didn’t see the shit he did, you didn’t hear, you weren’t forced to watch him brand Eric, hurt Eric, hurt --” His eyes flicked to Dark, and Dark curled into a bit of a ball, forcing his eyes to to the ground. Ed drew a shaky breath. “You don’t have the right to tell me that ‘it’s okay’.”

Dr. Iplier didn’t back down. “Okay, maybe not, but it’s not the Host’s fault, either! He was gone the moment the Actor shoved a muzzle on him!”

“Don’t --” Ed pointed threateningly at Dr. Iplier. “Don’t say his name. Don’t you dare.” He glared at the Host again, taking a step towards him. The Host was breathing heavily, and in his state, nearly squatting close to the floor, when he tried to back up he just fell to the floor, scrambling back on his hands and knees instead, till his back hit a wall. Ed kept going. “He isn’t helpin’, either! He’s makin’ everything worse the longer he’s here, makin’ everythin’ unstable!”

The Host’s head was whipping to the sides, clearly trying to find an escape route, but there was none as Ed continued toward him. Now Reynolds was scrambling to his feet, Dark too, as Ed drew his gun.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”

“The humane thing to do!” Ed spate back, shooting Reynolds a glare. “He’s hurtin’ everyone! He’s so broken there’s no coming back from it! We should just put him out of his misery before things get worse!”

He cocked his gun, the sound ringing heavily through the air.

The Host screamed.

It was the most unearthly sound any of them had ever heard, raw and gravelly and broken and desperate and terrified, and it rang through the whole manor as the raw, unstable power the Host wielded rippled through the air with his voice. The manor itself shook under the force.

Ed was shoved back several feet, dropping his gun to instead clamp his hands over his ears, wings flared wide. The other three were blown back to their sitting positions, the wind knocked out of all of them. When the scream died down as the Host ran out of breath, he sobbed instead, a growing puddle of red and black soaking into the carpet around him as he pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, burying his face between his knees and rocking back and forth a little. He spoke incoherently through his sobs, wordless sounds that were almost words, but the combinations didn’t make any sense.

Ed was breathing heavily, hat having been knocked off, and both normal hands tight in his hair. He’d calmed down from his initial meltdown, and was just distraught. “I’m -- sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it, I -- Host --”

At the sound of his name, the Host flinched violently, the back of his head smacking against the wall hard enough that the plaster dented. Ed recoiled a bit as the Host’s words became audible and coherent: “No no no no no no the Host is okay, I’m okay, no more cage, no more cage, there’s no fear, everyone’s okay, it’s fine, he’s gone, stupid stupid cage, everyone’s fine, everyone’s fine --”

It was dead silent beyond the Host’s mutterings. Dr. Iplier swallowed harshly, standing again and taking a half step forward. “...Host...?”

The Host sprang to his feet alarmingly fast, bolting out of living area and tearing through the hall, sobs still forcing their way out of his throat as he left a trail of blood and ink in his wake.

It was easy to forget the Host still went through exactly the same thing as everyone else, with his broken, aloof, mildly estranged personality now.

Though the other egos wouldn’t forget for a long time after that.

#trauma au #the host #dr. iplier #darkiplier #reynolds voorhees #ed edgar #dr. iplierst #the host x dr. iplier #dr. iplier/the host #blood #attempted murder #guns #mental breakdown #insanity #body horror #body modification #extra limbs #my writing

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