#heehoo x da

[callmegkiddo]

Heehoo x reader lol

I know that's you, Alex- (@alexpangender) I remember you distinctly agreeing with the old man how simpable Heehoo is- fine-

You were out in the woods of the Ego manor. You were the personal assistant of the house. Helping cook, clean, and do other things for certain Egos who had difficulties doing it.

Dark had specifically hired you due to your level-headedness and how easy it was to get along with you. You were thankful for it, but having this job was a bit of a hassle, especially since the only other non-ego residents were kids and 1 (2 technically) other adult.

That other adult was Dexter Blair. He was the adoptive father of all the kids and your coworker. He was an awkward individual who had caught feelings on nearly every Ego in the manor. You sympathized with the man as he got fired, then rehired after this revelation.

He had a lot on his plate, helping Dark with lawsuits. But he was able to sustain himself and his 15+ kids without problems.

You might be asking yourself, why were you out here in the forest? Well, you were here to give Heehoo his yearly vaccination. They were Doctor's orders, as Dr. Iplier had to keep an eye on the DA and the still-sick G.

Who is Heehoo? He's an animalistic ego, a version of Annus during one of the various videos of Unas Annus.

You sighed as you imagined the possible struggle you would have to deal with. But you kept pushing through the bushes and holding the vaccine kit Iplier had provided.

Just as you were about to turn a corner to the usual Egos hideout, you heard rustling from a distance. Freezing up, you look around, scared. "Ay, w-who's there?" you stammered over your words. You held the kit tightly, raising it as a weapon.

Some bushes near you rustle violently, shaking as if a strong breeze had hit them. You shrieked a tad till a head popped out from the leaves. It was Heehoo!

You groaned face palmed, the Ego crawling over on all fours letting out grunts as if to show his amusement.

"Dammit, Heehoo! Ugh, get over here, you big lug. I have a vaccine with your name on it," you grumbled. The Ego flinched and crouched closer to the ground. As if ready to pounce, all you gave him was this stern look.

He gives up on the attack, offering his shoulder to you. You cackle lightly as you take out the syringe. "Hehehe, victory is mine!" and with that, you first disinfected the patch of skin before injecting him with the vaccine. He whimpers a bit as it stung.

You disinfected the skin again before covering it with a cotton ball. You secured a cotton ball over the bleeding spot using medical tape.

"All good, buddy," You informed the Ego. He looked down at his now patched-up arm and frowned. You frowned in return, "Don't you fuckin dare," he falters at that. Sighing, you sit on the ground next to him, contemplating what to do next.

Heehoo seemed to have plans, though. He had laid himself on the ground and plopped his head onto your lap. He cuddles into your stomach, finding your warmth friendly and comforting.

Chuckling, you lay a hand on his head, brushing your fingers through his surprisingly not-as-messy hair. Though it was extremely greasy. You stay there for a bit, letting the sounds of the forest echo around you.

This was nice… It was calm, an exact contrast to the manor…. You should visit him more often…

[seaofghouls]

Steps Forward: Chapter 1

[ heehoo x reader ] 

[ damien x reader ]

[ D.A Reader ] 

Spoilers for Who Killed Markiplier, Unus Annus ( although, U.A is gone now, unfortunately. ) 

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The former district attorney sighed. Another long day of paperwork. They were an officer. An neighborhood officer. It wasn't too exciting, but enough to pay the bills. 

 It had been five years since they escaped from that bastard snake. The most exciting thing that happened on the job that day was reports of a breaking in. Of course, there wasn't much to find when they investigated the place. 

 Walking into their apartment, they hung up their coat and too of their shoes, stretching. It was time to relax. They immediately noticed something was off when they walked into their room. 

 There was a huge breathing pile of blankets in the far corner of their room.

 "I know for certain that they don't allow pets here. Whoever you are, reveal yourself! I'm a police officer." Y/N demanded.

 They pulled out the taser from their utility belt that they hadn't taken off yet. The said person snarled as Y/N pulled off the blanket, taser still in hand. 

 It was a nude man with wavy black hair and brown eyes. He looked oddly similar to.. 

 "..Damien?" The D.A whispered.

The man tilted his head in confusion. 

 "Ah.. nevermind. Just.. an old friend." Y/N mumbled. "What is your name? I'm Y/N. I'm not going to hurt you." They said.

"Heehoo." He said, though it sounded more like a grunt.

Putting their taser back into their belt, they crouched down to Heehoo’s level. He snarled, but Y/N put their hand in front of him as a sign of peace.

It was like taming a cat, almost.

“Like I said, I’m not going to hurt you, so you needn’t be afraid or threatened by me.” Y/N said.

Heehoo sniffed their hand cautiously before sitting up much more calmer. 

“See? It’s alright. Do you have anywhere to go?” Y/N asked.

Heehoo tilted his head.

“Like.. somewhere to live?” They tried to explain.

Heehoo seemed to be feral, like a wild animal or a caveman. He didn’t seem to know how to say anything other than Heehoo and incoherent grunts.

Heehoo shook his head.

“..No, huh?” Y/N mumbled.

He seemed to be able to understand what they were saying and how to do small gestures, strangely.

“Y’know what? I’ll lend you a hand. I’ve been in that exact same position. Some people who you think you can trust.. aren’t always the nicest, I’ll tell you that. You can live here with me and I’ll help you become as civilized as I am. That way, you can get a home and job of your own.” Y/N said.

Heehoo’s eyes seemed to light up. 

“First of all, though, we’re going to get you some clothes on. There’s no way in hell I’m having you live in my apartment with nothing on.” Y/N said sternly. 

“Come on, boy.” Y/N said. 

Heehoo followed after them.

Looking through their drawer and closet, they pulled out a pair of boxers, shorts, and a tan sweater. 

“This should do it. Thanks to my guardians for the extra clothes, heh.” They laughed to themself.

“What do you think?” They asked.

He answered with a grunt of happiness. 

“Alright, then.” Y/N smiled.

They helped him to put on the clothes. 

“That’s much better. Now.. come up here on the bed. We need to lay out some things.” Y/N said, patting the soft sheets of the bed.

Heehoo jumped onto the bed like a cat. Y/N suppressed the urge to giggle.

“So! I’ll be teaching you how to act like a proper human, basically. I won’t be home all day for five out of the seven days though. I’ve still got my job as an officer, after all. My days as an attorney may be over, but I’ve still got to find some way to pay for the bills.” Y/N explained. 

“I do expect you to be good though. Y’know, don’t wreck the place while I’m gone. Don’t hurt yourself or anyone else, either.” Y/N said. 

Heehoo nodded in understanding.

“We’ll work on training. Luckily, today’s a Friday, so we’ve got the weekend to start off.” Y/N said. 

Yawning, Y/N stretched. “We’ll work on that tomorrow, though. Where do you want to sleep, pal?” 

Heehoo leapt off of the bed and snuggled up in the corner where they found him. 

Y/N realized why he liked that corner so much. There was a heater there. It was March, after all. He had to have been freezing.

Funny.. Damien was always cold easy too. 

Y/N mentally slapped themself.

Now isn’t the time to be thinking about that.

Really, when is the time to be thinking about him? 

They knew that he was long gone, but they couldn’t help to think back.

To their university days, days spent in their flower fields, and..

that fateful night.

Luckily, Y/N wouldn’t have to ever look at Mark’s face again, but it still hurt.

They were snapped out of their thoughts when they heard snoring.

Heehoo was fast asleep.

Right, focus on the present.

..

Steps forward. 

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[seaofghouls]

Steps Forward: Chapter 2

[ heehoo x reader ]

[ damien x reader ]

[ D.A Reader ]

Warnings: Graphic Violence, Blood

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Spoilers for Who Killed Markiplier, Unus Annus ( although, U.A is gone now, unfortunately. )

taglist: the-spiciest-sinnamon-roll 

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Y/N rubbed their eyes as they sat up. Heehoo was still asleep. They had another one of those dreams again. Although, it could be classified as a nightmare.

They got everything ready for the morning and cooked some breakfast for them and Heehoo. They just.. couldn’t take their mind off of it. 

It’d always start out normal. Damien and Y/N would be walking through the park, just like they used to. Then.. the ground would cave in form beneath them. When they landed, Y/N lifted their head to see Mark with his foot and Damien’s head. With way more force than he should have, he crushes their best friend’s skull from right beneath his feet. Blood splattered everywhere, all Y/N can do is scream until they wake up.

They set breakfast on the table and sighed. It felt like all they could do is relive their best friend’s death. Over and over again, all at the hands of that rotten snake. Tears were forming in their eyes, they did their best to keep them there. 

“Fuck.. why couldn’t I do anything?!” Y/N bit their lip.   They were pulled out of their thoughts by something nuzzling their arm. 

Looking down, they saw Heehoo’s worried face. 

“..Hey, Kitten. Sorry about that. Just.. just a nightmare. Yeah.” They seemed to be trying to convince themself more than Heehoo, but it was obvious that it wasn’t working. 

“L-let’s just get breakfast, huh?” Y/N gave a weak smile. 

Heehoo nodded.  “So! First lesson! Standing, sitting, and walking.” Y/N said.

That along many other lessons, took up Y/N’s evenings and weekends. Never once did Heehoo destroy the house while they were out.

Several months later, he was trained enough to go out shopping and go out into the town with Y/N. They still had to work on his speech of course, but most of the time he was silent while they were out anyways. 

There ,of course, have been way too many times to count where Heehoo reminded Y/N so much of Damien that it hurt. Heehoo was always around to comfort Y/N when they had these awful nightmares.

With a few more months of practice, Heehoo’s speech was perfected. He talked as proper as Damien, in fact. Strangely enough, Y/N never taught him a lot of the proper terms that he uses. 

They had found a job opening for Heehoo, an attorney, that would work along side the neighborhood officer, which would be Y/N. That way they could check up on each other. 

Y/N smiled as Heehoo looked in the mirror. He was dressed in a black suit. Just like the one that Damien used to wear. Y/N tried to shake the thoughts from their head. 

 They had come a long way since they had first met. From a feral caveman to a proper human being.

 "Well.. how do I look?" He nervously smiled.

 "You look amazing." Y/N grinned.

 "Well, you ready to go? We'll be late for the job opening if we don't hurry." Y/N said. 

 "Ah, yeah. We should go." Heehoo smiled. 

 "You'll be an attorney! I'll be able to visit you whenever I fee like it, too!" Y/N giggled. 

 "Yeah!" Heehoo grinned. "Oh, speaking of that, do you still want me to call you Heehoo or would you like a different name?" Y/N asked. 

 "I don't know why.. but I feel like Damien fits. So.. call me Damien." He smiled.

 "Alright, Damien! The next step awaits us!" Y/N said with a smile.

....

“So the little worm found his way back to our daring district attorney, huh? Ignoring his role~! What a naughty boy. This just won’t do. Although, the villain role is now fulfilled. So what shall we do with this outcast?” 

The man in red laughed. 

“As they say, steps forward.” 

“He’ll just be excluded from our story.”  With a mad grin, he laughed again.

...

[seaofghouls]

Steps Forward [ heehoo x reader demo ]

yes , i know this is probably dumb OH WELL 

The former district attorney sighed. Another long day of paperwork. They were an officer. An neighborhood officer. 

It wasn't too exciting, but enough to pay the bills. It had been five years since they escaped from that bastard snake. The most exciting thing that happened on the job that day was reports of a breaking in. 

Of course, there wasn't much to find when they investigated the place. Walking into their apartment, they hung up their coat and too of their shoes, stretching.

 It was time to relax. They immediately noticed something was off when they walked into their room. There was a huge breathing pile of blankets in the far corner of their room. 

 "I know for certain that they don't allow pets here. Whoever you are, reveal yourself! I'm a police officer." Y/N demanded. 

 They pulled out the taser from their utility belt that they hadn't taken off yet. The said person snarled as Y/N pulled off the blanket, taser still in hand. 

 It was a nude man with wavy black hair and brown eyes. He looked oddly similar to.. 

 "..Damien?" The D.A whispered.

The man tilted his head in confusion.

 "Ah.. nevermind. Just.. an old friend." Y/N mumbled. 

 "What is your name? I'm Y/N. I'm not going to hurt you." They said. 

"Heehoo." He said, though it sounded more like a grunt.

[seaofghouls]

FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THIS

do you guys want me to continue this??

Steps Forward: Chapter 2

[ heehoo x reader ]

[ damien x reader ]

[ D.A Reader ]

Warnings: Graphic Violence, Blood

@markiplier

Spoilers for Who Killed Markiplier, Unus Annus ( although, U.A is gone now, unfortunately. )

taglist: the-spiciest-sinnamon-roll 

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Y/N rubbed their eyes as they sat up. Heehoo was still asleep. They had another one of those dreams again. Although, it could be classified as a nightmare.

They got everything ready for the morning and cooked some breakfast for them and Heehoo. They just.. couldn’t take their mind off of it. 

It’d always start out normal. Damien and Y/N would be walking through the park, just like they used to. Then.. the ground would cave in form beneath them. When they landed, Y/N lifted their head to see Mark with his foot and Damien’s head. With way more force than he should have, he crushes their best friend’s skull from right beneath his feet. Blood splattered everywhere, all Y/N can do is scream until they wake up.

They set breakfast on the table and sighed. It felt like all they could do is relive their best friend’s death. Over and over again, all at the hands of that rotten snake. Tears were forming in their eyes, they did their best to keep them there. 

“Fuck.. why couldn’t I do anything?!” Y/N bit their lip.   They were pulled out of their thoughts by something nuzzling their arm. 

Looking down, they saw Heehoo’s worried face. 

“..Hey, Kitten. Sorry about that. Just.. just a nightmare. Yeah.” They seemed to be trying to convince themself more than Heehoo, but it was obvious that it wasn’t working. 

“L-let’s just get breakfast, huh?” Y/N gave a weak smile. 

Heehoo nodded.  “So! First lesson! Standing, sitting, and walking.” Y/N said.

That along many other lessons, took up Y/N’s evenings and weekends. Never once did Heehoo destroy the house while they were out.

Several months later, he was trained enough to go out shopping and go out into the town with Y/N. They still had to work on his speech of course, but most of the time he was silent while they were out anyways. 

There ,of course, have been way too many times to count where Heehoo reminded Y/N so much of Damien that it hurt. Heehoo was always around to comfort Y/N when they had these awful nightmares.

With a few more months of practice, Heehoo’s speech was perfected. He talked as proper as Damien, in fact. Strangely enough, Y/N never taught him a lot of the proper terms that he uses. 

They had found a job opening for Heehoo, an attorney, that would work along side the neighborhood officer, which would be Y/N. That way they could check up on each other. 

Y/N smiled as Heehoo looked in the mirror. He was dressed in a black suit. Just like the one that Damien used to wear. Y/N tried to shake the thoughts from their head. 

 They had come a long way since they had first met. From a feral caveman to a proper human being.

 "Well.. how do I look?“ He nervously smiled.

 "You look amazing.” Y/N grinned.

 "Well, you ready to go? We’ll be late for the job opening if we don’t hurry.“ Y/N said. 

 "Ah, yeah. We should go.” Heehoo smiled. 

 "You’ll be an attorney! I’ll be able to visit you whenever I fee like it, too!“ Y/N giggled. 

 "Yeah!” Heehoo grinned. “Oh, speaking of that, do you still want me to call you Heehoo or would you like a different name?” Y/N asked. 

 "I don’t know why.. but I feel like Damien fits. So.. call me Damien.“ He smiled.

 "Alright, Damien! The next step awaits us!” Y/N said with a smile.

….

“So the little worm found his way back to our daring district attorney, huh? Ignoring his role~! What a naughty boy. This just won’t do. Although, the villain role is now fulfilled. So what shall we do with this outcast?” 

The man in red laughed. 

“As they say, steps forward.” 

“He’ll just be excluded from our story.”  With a mad grin, he laughed again.

…