#unus annus x reader

[emma045]

[7ndipity]

Y/n: we’re not short, we’re average height!

Jimin: yeah

Y/n: Our friends are just—

Jimin: freaks!

Y/n: —tall people...

Jimin: oh

Jimin: ...am I wrong, though?

[7ndipity]

Hobi: Is this just gonna end with you and Tae moving in together and getting married?

Tae: I mean, we talked about it-

Y/n: no, you talked about it!

Tae:

Tae: I talked about it

[7ndipity]

Jungkook: noo one fucks like Gaston

Y/n: no one cucks like Gaston

Jungkook: you think you have a wife, no they're mine, I'm Gaston!

Namjoon: I'm never letting you two watch Disney movies together ever again...

[fenneciplier]

I saw that with each poll I did, Hee Hoo always got a high amount of votes, so I decided it would be fair to write for him ^^!!

REQUESTED BY: It’s complicated, technically all the people who voted him in the poll, and me. WARNINGS: Some foul language, violent descriptions, Hee Hoo being stinky.

🪨 Hee Hoo x Reader General Headcanons 🪨

🪨 Stinky!! /derogatory. If he were a cartoon he'd constantly have green stink lines following him.

🪨 It's actually a miracle this caveman didn't rip all your limbs off as soon as he saw you on his turf.

🪨 Probably a Tarzan situation, maybe you were camping or something and came across him, or maybe you were actively looking for him. Whatever the situation is, he's not a fan of trespassers.

🪨 Give him Takis as a sign of peace and he'll probably spare you. Oh- and make sure to not talk or approach until he's done with the bag, he'll think you're trying to capture him.

🪨 Also no flash photography (he'll break your damn phone-).

🪨 And istg if you hold out Takis and go "pspspsps" you better hope he doesn't bite your fingers off.

🪨 After befriending him, he's kind of like a guard dog. Always by your side when you're wandering the forest, will twist an animal's head off if they even try to approach, he even barks.

🪨 He's definitely fascinated by you in some way, not your clothes, or the size of your hand against his, but you.

🪨 Every time you visit the first thing he does is aggressively sniff you, Y'know.. to see where you've been. If he smells food he gets excited because he thinks it's for him.

🪨 He also rubs himself against you and your stuff every time you visit, making sure everything with a sense of smell knows you're not for picking.

🪨 He doesn't take too kindly to your restrictive "clothes" so don't be pissed off when he rips apart any shirts or even pants you try to give him.

🪨 He doesn't really speak, he mostly grunts, except for "Hee" "Hoo" and "Annus". Maybe you could teach him more.

🪨 After a while he'll probably give you a nickname, and it'll be just a specific grunting noise or something that sounds close to a word, but it definitely won't be your name.

🪨 He can't cook the animals he captures so he has to eat them raw every time, please give him food :(

🪨 This mf with scarf down ANYTHING you give him (except the Takis). Uses his hands to eat, chews sloppily with his mouth open, but he also leaves no crumbs. What a gentleman!

🪨 DO NOT touch him unless he touches you first! You need that confirmation. If you don't wait and just touch him, he'll spin around and shout in your face.

🪨 Oddly enough, even though he doesn't like being touched first, he's also a cuddler. When it's dark and you're both by the fire, he snuggles up to you (mainly for warmth) and rests his chin on your shoulder.

🪨 He's a LOUD snorer. It's like a train call, just "HEAAAAAAAA-" but it turns out to be an unintentional defense mechanism, it scares everything else away.

🪨 For the safety of the people you plan to tell, don't tell them. Don't even post about it online, people will find him (he's still Mark and he's been missing for god knows how long).

🪨 He's just a simple creature now, living the best life he can create for himself. The last thing he wants is to be crowded by a bunch of people. This is Hee Hoo's choice, even if the Mark inside isn't mentally present right now.

[thebowieconstricker]

Aight everyone my Markiplier brainrot is all-consuming and I have an idea for a Hee-Hoo x reader fic where he’s a cryptid:

- Camp Unus Annus was founded by a Mark Iplier and Ethan Crank

- Founded in 2020, it’s been going strong for four years until… the incident.

- During a hiking trip, Mark led some of the campers a bit too far out into the woods and everyone got lost.

- Mark told them to stay in place while he wandered around the woods calling for help.

- He was gone all day and, eventually, the campers were found by Ethan.

- After getting them back to safety, Ethan searched for Mark, but he was never found (or was he?)

- A year later, You (yes, you!) are a new counselor at Camp Unus Annus!

- There are strange rumors of Mark’s ghost haunting the camp, but even stranger rumors of a Bigfoot-like creature in the woods, nicknamed “Hee-Hoo” by the campers.

- Fed up by everyone’s fear, you organize a camp-out in the woods with some of your campers that are particularly scared, in an effort to show them that there’s nothing to be afraid of.

- That night, you hear footsteps walking around your tent… even though everyone is sleeping safely inside the tent.

- You investigate, grabbing your gear (including your tactical shovel) and heading out into the woods.

- It’s a quiet night, yet you hear twigs snapping in the distance. You follow the noise silently, attempting to sneak up on whatever it is is walking away from you.

- Suddenly, you trip on a branch and fall flat on your face. You hear a grunt as you fall, not from you, but from something else.

- As your heart thuds, you frantically try to stand yourself up, but the forest floor is cluttered and you’re only drawing more attention to yourself.

- Whatever it is is running at you now. You can hear it’s heavy breathing. You’re losing time.

- In a moment of clarity, you grab your flashlight, switching it on and pointing it in front of you.

- To your surprise, you see… a human face. It’s dirty, with an overgrown hair and beard, but it’s certainly human.

- At the light, the person freezes, as if it’s been stunned.

- You stare at each other in silence for a moment. Whoever this person was, they have a feral glint on their eyes, so why aren’t they attacking?

- Possibly, you think, it doesn’t see you as a threat, as you’re so low to the ground.

- Slowly, untangling yourself from the leaves and vines around you, you stay low, and the person watches.

- Eventually, you say something.

- “…Heeeeeeey there, guy.”

- That was ridiculously stupid.

- The person’s expression scrunches up, looking confused. Does it not know English?

- It’s still squinting in the beam of the flashlight, so you turn it off. A peace offering. You guess it accepts it, as it’s still not attacking you.

- You slowly stand, the arm holding your flashlight still out. The human lets out what sounds like a growl.

- “Hey, it’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

- You can’t tell in the light of the moon, but you could swear that it’s staring into your eyes.

- Your heart swells with compassion for whoever this was. You want to help him, to give him something. Then, it hits you.

- You reach into your bag and pull out a plastic bag of snacks. The only one you could grab before you left was Takis, but you figure it’s fine.

- You offer it to the human and its eyes widen in recognition.

- It snatches the bag from your hand and pops it, sloppily devouring the treats inside.

- Or… wait, is it just licking it?

- You know what, whatever, it’s distracted and you need to get back to your campers.

- As it eats, you sneak away, internally coming up with a plan to tell your boss, Ethan, that a feral man is roaming on his campground.

- And you have a thought.

- He kinda looks like that Mark guy…

[mothgodofchaos]

Cookies

Cryptids are close enough to monsters, right?

This was written with specifically you in mind. @cookieface678

Giant!Heehoo x GN!Reader, TW: none Words: 802

The cookies come out of the oven alright, the faces of the ghosts and pumpkins a little misshapen. Hopefully he won’t care much, although the only human food you’ve seen him eat is Takis. So you gather up a little boo basket of things for him, Takis and cookies included. Quite honestly, it’s mostly food you thought he’d enjoy, as the other traditional things you usually see in these things are of little use to him. What is a wild man in the forest going to do with a pumpkin spice candle and slippers that don’t fit him? You did get him a few blankets though, thinking he’d like to put them in his cave to help with the cold.

You set out on the path through the forest out the back of your place, walking by the evening sun peeking through the trees. The moment he picks up your scent, you can only laugh. He starts sprinting towards you from wherever he is, although you haven’t seen him in a while, so it’s a little warranted.

He drops down from the trees when he gets close enough, crouching down and bowing his head so you can give him his mandatory head pats. Heehoo growls happily, picking you up and placing you on his shoulder before moving towards his cave. You’ve gotten pretty good at keeping your balance up here, able to keep the basket together without anything (including yourself) falling. 

When you get back to his cave, you see a wall of stolen pumpkins along one of the walls. Not smashed, but there’s no way that he’ll be able to light them to let them glow. 

“Heehoo… you’re not supposed to take those.”

“Glow.”

“Yes, I know they glow. You still can’t take.”

“Glow.”

He plops down, pouting at you. There’s no way you’d be able to convince him to return all of them, or take them back yourself. He tends to wander a bit, and it’s a bit awkward to approach someone’s home going “hey sorry, my bigfoot of a boyfriend stole your pumpkin because he’s fascinated by fire”. Last time you did something similar, you were pretty sure they were gonna call the cops on you. 

“Alright, I’ll drop the pumpkin thing. But no more taking! Only after Halloween!”

Heehoo grunts, agreeing begrudgingly. He does seem to stop pouting once you slide the basket towards him, watching him lift it to his nose.

“I brought you some things, these are good to eat. Noms.”

“Noms.”

He nods sagely, although unsurprisingly the first thing he pulls out is the Takis, eating them like every other time, much to your exasperation.

“Y’know if you eat them properly, you can get the powder that’s inside them too.”

“No. Lick.”

Well, you tried. Again. You start unpacking the rest of the basket for him, putting them in his food storage where they’ll stay better for longer. He just watches you as you show him all the things you brought him, excited by the blankets, but intrigued by the cookies. Intrigued enough, that he puts down his Takis to pick some up. 

“Oh, I made those. I thought you’d enjoy them.”

“Pumpkin.”

“Yes! Pumpkins and ghosts. They don’t taste like either of those things though, although if you like the taste of pumpkin, I’m sure I could make you some soup or something.”

“Mmmm… soup.”

The cookies are already small to you, but to him they look microscopic. But he’s touched by the gesture, trying to take a bite of one instead of eating it all at once. It takes a bit for it to process it, savoring the flavor and deciding if he likes it. By the way he pops the rest into his mouth, you sigh with relief that he likes them.

“Alright, if you like those, you may like some of these other things I got you. This is a fancy tin of popcorn, and you can use it to store things afterwards! I was thinking after you eat it, it could be a cup for you?”

“Mm, cup. Popcorn first.”

He pops the top of the tin off once you remove the plastic, confused by the divider separating the flavors. He tries each of them, although it becomes obvious rather quickly that the kettle corn is his favorite.

“Sweet.”

“Yes, that one is sweet.”

“Like human.”

He smiles down at you, giving you one of the cookies and patting his leg for you to come sit with him. You try and refuse it, but he pouts again until you take it. You don’t have the heart right now to tell him you have more at home, but you also know that he just wants to share the happiness it’s bringing him with you.

You’re just glad he likes the cookies.

[prem-kahanii]

Requests OPEN!!

TL;DR: I write stuff in my free time but I’ve finally decided to go public! I write mostly about the Markiplier egos, please DO NOT REQUEST NSFW! Making out is fine tho. Have a lovely day and stay awesome! ❤️✨

P.S: Along with writing fan fictions for fun, I am actually aspiring to become an author in the future! So this blog will also contain my progress updates and personal drabbles and teasers!

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Random urge to start a separate writing blog ⁉️

I’ve got a few friends who enjoy fics of the Mark egos so I thought it would be cool to make a blog based off requests for fics of them! No NSFW!! (This means you cannot request scenes of intercourse or inappropriate touching! Make outs are fine though!) Some of my strong suits include action/adventure, romance, and suspense. Try to make your prompt descriptive if you want specific scenes in your story. Or, if you’d like to give me a vague idea to go off of, that’s awesome too!

Here’s an example of a good prompt:

“Yancy x Reader, Y/N and Yancy are already dating, and the two of them sneak off to the rooftop during the night for some time alone together. Please include cuddles and a little kissing, thank you!”

Something like that would be a great format for a prompt! Message if you have questions, have a lovely day, and stay awesome!