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Yancy after taking his 2+ hours-long prison showers
#he is soggy#probably got the pruniest hands lmao#yancy#yancy ahwm#ahwm yancy#yancyplier#a heist with markiplier#ahwm
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I really liked the galaxy-themes Robbie the zombie drawing because of how it came out so here, have starry yancy too
#zombie draws#markiplier#yancy#yancy the prisoner#ahwm yancy#markiplier yancy#yancyplier#ahwm#iswm#markiplier egos#mark egos
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Dimension Hopping
Yancy x gn!reader
Ask: YANCY FIC PLEAEEEEEEE
A/N: As you can see, I had a lot of free reign with this so i got creative <333 itâs just fluff with the slightest microscopic hint of angst because I am in LOVE with he and also Wilford is a supportive dad and ALSO crying but itâs happy crying I swear!! enjoy!!!
Word Count: 2.7k
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You stared at the prisoner for a lot longer than explicitly necessary. In your defense, it had been a while. A long, long while. Didnât seem to last as long for him, though. He hadnât aged a day. Well, that wasnât true. He had a few new tattoos. You supposed that made sense. But still, you had to stare. He was here. He was really here. Yeah, youâd seen Illy earlier, but he fucking left you, so he doesnât count. Also Wilford, who kicked you out almost immediately and almost made you cry for it. But Yancy was here and talking and having a conversation and asking how youâve been and oh boy, those are more tears. You hoped Yancy wouldnât notice.
He noticed.
âH-Hey, pal, hey, whatâs the matter?â He chuckled, a worried look on his face. You shook your head. âWell, obviously thereâs somethinâ, otherwise you wouldnât be cryinâ.â You shook your head harder.Â
Itâs stupid, you thought.Â
âHey, if it made you cry, it ainât stupid.â He asserted. He then paused, thinking for a moment. âWell, actually⊠Youâre allowed to cry. Even if the reasonâs stupid. Either way, itâs fine, so you can calm down because I think I might have ta break the glass to comfort cha.â You sniffed aggressively, trying to force your body to fuck off and calm down because itâs not that deep, ok? Besides, Yancy is progressively getting more anxious about it.Â
âWould me cryinâ in solidarity make you feel better? I can do that. I could stab myself in the thigh or somethinâ to make me cry. I can do that. You want me to do that?â You shook your head so hard it hurt, smiling nonetheless. âOk! Ok, I wonât.â And so he just sat there and waited for you to calm down.
You did not, in fact, calm down. You did manage to suppress your sobbing enough that Yancy believed youâd stopped crying. You gave him a shaky thumbs up. He smiled brightly and gave you a confident one back.
âAlright, good! Cause you gotta pay attention. Oh, we wrote a new song!â He said excitedly. He put the phone down, the sound immediately getting muffled and you pointed back, but Yancy was already on the chair and barely paying attention to you. You werenât gonna interrupt him. It looked like a fun song. You liked seeing him have fun.
You did not like the glow you saw out of the corner of your peripheral. You slowly brought your hand up and looked at it.
No. you thought desperately. No, no, no, no, NO, NO, NOâ
You slapped at the crystal and you knocked on the glass. You tried so hard to get Yancyâs attention. He was too into his musical number. He couldnât hear you over the music and he could barely see you over the lights.
You felt a few more tears slip as you let your hands slide off the glass and collapsed back into the chair. You buried your head in your hands and stared at the crystal as it prepared to take you away again.
Better luck next time, Some mocking voice said in your head. You growled a little. You knew better than to mess with the space-time continuum.
You knew who didnât, thoughâŠ
â
Wilford screamed when you kicked his door down. Like legitimately, actually screamed. Like this was a slasher movie and he was about to be murdered by the angry 5â4â space captain who was stalking towards him.Â
You didnât have the crystal anymore. That was important.
âWha-Yo-HOW did you get here?â He sputtered out with a laugh. You shrugged, making a noncommittal noise. You made your way to the chair across from him and sat down. He looked at you. And you looked at him.
I need your help, you thought.
âMy help, you need? Well, Iâm always willing to help a friend! Or a universe-destroying mutual acquaintance.â He explained giddily. âI can help with anything! Need to get back with an ex-lover? Fly to Burma? Kill a congressman? Whatever you need!â
I want to get back to Yancy.
âExcept that, I canât help you with that.â He waved off your request, standing to walk elsewhere in the room. You brought your hands out, a question as to why. He simply shook his head and started to pour whiskey that you are 90% sure was not there before. You twisted around in your chair so you were on your knees facing him, gripping the back of the chair.
Wilford! Come on. Please?
âNo, now you know there are rules! The first rule is that there are no rules. Second rule is no dimension hopping!â He stated. He set aside the first glass of whiskey. He poured another glass of whiskey. He seemed to think for a moment before pulling another glass from nowhere and instead pouring apple juice in the third one. You werenât sure if the juice was for you or for him.
You just said there were no rules!
âAnd the second rule is no dimension-hopping! Come on, try to listen!â He scolded. You sighed, exasperated.
Come on, Wil, I just wanna see someone⊠your thoughts were a mumble. Wilford stopped in his tracks. You froze as well, thinking something was wrong. He slowly turned to you with a wide smile on his face. Well⊠it was more like a shit-eating grin. The kind your friends got when you told them who your crush was.
Uh-oh.
Wilford ran back over and crashed into his seat, making you jump and cover your mouth. His chair tipped back a moment before setting itself upright again. Wil slammed one of the glasses in front of you (you still werenât sure which it was), pulled out his notepad and pen, crossed his legs daintily and looked at you expectedly. You stared at him. He stared at you with a smile.
What.
âGo ahead. Make your case.â He instructed. Your eyebrows furrowed.
What?
âYou want me to take you to see a special someone,â He teased and you crossed your arms, sinking in your chair, âI want you to make your case as to why I should take you. Why theyâre special.â He flipped a page of the notebook, dabbing the tip of the pen on his tongue and shifting to get comfortable. He smiled at you. You squinted at him.
I donât gossip. You crossed your arms.
âEveryone gossips.â He argued.
Then I donât kiss and tell. You turned your head away from him.
âYouâve kissed them?â He gasped, excited. You whipped your head back to look at him.
No! Your thoughts shouted.
âAh, a budding relationship.â He nodded, jotting something down.
Weâre just friends.
âOhhhh, friends to lovers!â He scribbled a little more. It didnât seem like he was actually writing anything down.
Itâs not like that, he⊠he doesnât like me like that.
âPining, too?!â
Stop! I met him two years ago atâ
âSLOWBURN? Ohhhh, this is a good one. How many words? 10k?â
Fuck off!
â20k?! Ohhhh, I ship it already.â
Donât say ship, Wilford.
âOk. Pining, friends to lovers, pre-relationship, 20k, slowburn. Anything else?â He leaned forward, absolutely elated. You stared at this strange, strange man for a moment before you sighed. Whatever was happening seemed to be working so far.
⊠heâs in jail.
âIâM A SUCKER FOR PRISON LOVE. Youâve convinced me, Iâll send you back.â
Yes!
âIf you agree to introduce me as your father eventually.â
NO!
âCome on, please? Iâve always wanted to be in the âbad boy boyfriend meets the parentsâ storyline!â
No.
âCan I be the mom then? Abe can be the dad! I can work a pair of heels, I promise you.â He begged. You heard a noncommittal noise behind you and looked to see Abe grabbing the other glass, not sparing you a second glance as he walked back though the door. Was he greyscale? How did that work? Come to think of it, he couldâve just taken the apple juice just now.
⊠I kinda want to see that. You admitted, deciding to stop thinking about the goddamn apple juice.
âAlrighty then! Have fun, sweetie!â
Donât.
âHave fun, kiddo!â
Better.
â
âHey! Hey, what happened? We was doinâ the song and then ya just up and vanished! And now youâre back! ⊠in my cell. Whatâre ya doinâ in here? Howâd you get in here? What the hell is happening?â Yancy rapid-fired questions at you even as you were inspecting your surroundings and recovering from an interdimensional jump, it would seem. It felt kinda like dizziness mixed with whiplash mixed with jet lag and you might be dying, honestly.Â
You had to take a few seconds to recover enough to see clearly in front of you, and you saw him. Yancy. In all his glory. The man himself. The meow meow of all time. Your scrimblo. What the FUCK were you thinking right now. Everything hurt. Oh God.
You didnât answer Yancyâs question, mostly because you didnât know yourself. All you knew was that Yancy was there and you were here and you walked over him and interrupted his questioning with a big hug. He froze for a second before jerkily wrapping his arms around you and sniffing hard.
âH-Hey now⊠that ainât necessaryâŠâ He croaked out. You rubbed his back and petted the little hairs at the nape of his neck and he kept breathing deeply. He was trying not to cry, you knew. You werenât helping, you knew. You didnât really care. Crying was healthy, yeah? Yeah. You two could cry. That was fine.
I missed you⊠You sniffled and let a few tears drop yourself. Yancy hiccuped and held on even tighter. Considering he was a strong man as it was, you had just a little trouble breathing and you couldnât bring yourself to care. You could pass out. You could die here without a care in the world. You heard and felt him mumble something into your neck, but you couldnât make it out. You hummed inquisitively. He pulled away a little. You panicked and grabbed onto him to keep him close. He abided, staying right in front of your face as he looked at you with wet eyes and a tear-streaked face.
âI missed you⊠I didnât⊠I didnât know if⊠I figured you would but⊠you know.â He chuckled dryly. You frowned and imagined a sad Yancy, sitting behind the glass on visitation day, waiting for someone that wasnât going to show up until the lights went out. Like Paddington in Paddington 2. That poor little bear. Yancy, your poor little bear. Well, heâs more like a hunk, isnât he? In those terms.
Wow, that jump really fucked you up.
Never. You pulled him in for another hugged and squeezed tightly. He wheezed and giggled.
âWow, did yous get stronger? Start workinâ out? You got a solid bear hug there.â He complimented. You basked in the compliment. You nuzzled your face into his neck. His breath hitched and you wondered if youâd crossed a line.
âHey, I uhââ His voice cracked. Your eyebrows knitted together. You tried to pull back to look at him, but he pushed your face back into his shoulder. âNo, no, let me, uh⊠I gotta⊠get ready to say somethingâŠâ He cleared his throat loudly. You winced and so did he.
Ow.
âSorry,â he apologized, petting your head. You let your eyes close and sighed. He took a breath. You waited and listened. âSo⊠buddyâŠâ
You hummed your acknowledgement. He sucked in a breath.
âLetâs say, hypothetically, I gots a crush. On. Someone I know. And letâs say that crush has⊠festered a little bit over the past few weeks. And letâs say that I applied for parole because of that person. And that I gots repeated imaginations of us living in a house together and doing stupid domestics like cleaning and cooking and kissing and cuddling andââ He cut himself off. You giggled into his shoulder. He chuckled a little as well. âWell, uh⊠letâs say I wanna do all that with âem. But I⊠donât know if they wanna do those things. Some oâ the guys told me about a⊠âtalkinâ stage and a⊠flirtinâ stage and⊠Iunno. I wanna tell âem but I⊠dunno how. Do I just⊠outright say it? Rip the bandaid off? Tear the stitches out and hope I donât lose too much blood?â You were just a tad worried about that analogy, but you nodded slowly nonetheless.Â
âRight. Yeah. That makes⊠yeah,â He sighed. You pulled away and looked at him. He looked very, very nervous. He was even sweating a little. You grinned a little and started wiping his forehead with your sleeve. He laughed. âThanks. Thank yous.â You stepped back a little and waited. He wanted to say something to you. It really looked like he did. You hoped Wilford was right. About the friends to lovers. Not the 20k or slowburn. Youâre done pining.
Yancy cleared his throat and you snapped out of your thoughts to look at him. He was sweating again. You stepped forward to wipe off his forehead again, but he pushed your arm away, grabbing your hand as he went. You raised your eyebrows. He looked at you, seeming to be searching in your eyes for something.
âPal,â He started. You nodded. You werenât actually sure if he knew your name. That might be a problem later. Not now, though. âI have⊠a question⊠to ask youâŠâ
Yes. You nodded. He rolled his shoulders and straightened his back. He looked at you, determined.
âDo yous⊠want⊠to be⊠myâŠâ He paused and pursed his lips. You tilted your head, waiting patiently. He opened and closed his mouth uselessly. You reached out to his face and took it in your hands, making him look at you. His face went a little pink as he swallowed harshly. And you waited.
â... romantic partner?â He finished with a squeak. You smiled widely and released his face. You nodded enthusiastically. He sighed. Then he giggled. Then he started laughing, punching triumphantly at the air. You watched him, endlessly entertained. Then he high-fived you.
He high-fived you.
He is your new âromantic partnerâ and, to celebrate, Yancy gave you a fucking high-five.Â
He seemed to also realize that this may not have been the appropriate reaction because he looked at your hand and then at his own and then at your face.
âUhâŠâ He snickered. âWell, I, uh⊠that didnât reallyââ You grabbed his face and kissed him. It wasnât that dramatic of a kiss like it always was in movies, just a little kiss. Basic. Chaste and normal and nothing to get heated over.
But Yancy did get heated. Yancy stood frozen for a solid 30 seconds before his face went bright red and he sunk to the floor. You watched him cover his face with his hands and fall onto his side. You wondered if you broke him. Then, he kicked his feet and screamed into his hands. You covered your own mouth and suppressed a laugh. You waited until he calmed down a few seconds later. He slowly dropped his hands from his face and gave you an intimidating look.
âTell no one.â He warned. You nodded. He smiled and jumped up, giving you another hug. His smile quickly fell, however. âHang on, how yous gonna get⊠out?â You raised your eyebrows, not really knowing how yourself.Â
Right on time, a pink wormhole appeared next to you. You and Yancy both stared at it, confused and frightened.
âWell, what are you waiting for?! Come on! I need to hear everything!â Wilfordâs voice echoed through the portal. Yancy gave you a look.
âYou know this guy?â He asked, seemingly of the portal itself. You shrugged and made your way to it in any case. You stopped, looking back at Yancy. He looked a little worried. Nervous.Â
You brought your hands up, making a little heart directed at him. He smiled, blushing, mimicking the action. You stepped back into the portal, not taking your eyes off of your love as you went through.
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Dating hcs for your fave ego, Actor Mark, and Murdock? :0
A/n: This took so long my hands are dead. Sorry this is so long, this legitimately took four whole pages to write lmao
Genre: Headcannons, Fluff

Actor
When he first met you through Damien, he was a total ass
He would take every chance he got to make some sort of prude comment pertaining to you in some wayÂ
So of course your first impression of him was that he was just some rich asshole, and of course during that whole ordeal Damien was defending you but that didnât stop MarkÂ
Anytime there would be some sort of event Damien would go to he would invite you to tag along and Actor would go to seek you outÂ
At first Actor felt a sort of entitlement towards you that all the harsh comments were justified by your status, but over time Actor started toâŠquestion his feelings towards you
Every time he saw you he felt his chest tighten and a fluttering feeling in his stomach made it hard to articulate the words he wanted to say to you
You noticed that his comments towards you slowly became less brash and sometimes he would even offer you a small smile here and there
Which was incredibly rare to see a genuine smile from the ActorÂ
But Mark was frustrated with himself, why was he treating you like this? Surely he wasnât opening up to you so easily
This internal conflict lead to him going back to treating you like shit then feeling guilty and going back to being strangely sweet was exhausting for youÂ
There was a party going on at the Actors house and for some reason you went carefully optimistic about how you would be treatedÂ
But tonight was some hoe the worse he's ever beenÂ
Not just some rude comments here and there, they were cruelÂ
But it was only when he started to mock your physical appearance that you had enough of his bsÂ
You slammed your drink to the ground looking the now stunned Actor in the eyes âYou know what, Mark?? Fuck you.â you hissed, storming off towards the door . You could hear Damien calling after you as you opened the door slamming it You could hear the door slam behind you as someone called for you, you felt some grip your shoulder lightly turning you aroundÂ
âDamien, listenâŠâ you said before being turned to face the Actor, his face held an uncharacteristic soft look of worry. Yet you glared, shrugging him off angrily âWhat the hell do you want from me?! Why do some days you have to be such an ass, and then be so kind the next?â The Actor avoided your gaze a guilty expression crossing his features âItâs..its complicatedâŠâ he murmured . âFine! If you donât want to tell me? Iâll just be on my way then, have a lovely day Mark!â you shout turning quicklyÂ
Mark's eyes widen frantically and he calls to you âBecause I love you!â you freeze turning to him âWhat?â he feels this suddenly sting of vulnerability in this moment something he's not use to âI..wasnât ready to open up to someone again. I thought I would be able to push you away and the feeling would justâŠgo away. But I never meant to hurt you.â his gaze was fixed on the ground, afraid to meet your disgusted expression. But that feeling of dread washed away when your soft lips met his . For once in his life, the Actor had nothing to say, stunned by the realization that you had just kissed him
âSee you tomorrow Markâ you smiled softly walking into the nightÂ
Once you start to date this man though he will show you how truly dramatic he is
Like this man is such a divaÂ
âDarling, please I beg you if you truly love me don't leaveâ
âMark I have to get up for workâ
He is so needy, he needs constant attention and affection 24/7Â
Youâll wake up in the morning with his face buried in your stomach, or heâll be clinging to your sideÂ
Have fun trying to get him off you, because this man has a grip of steel, your not getting him off
Heâs very hesitant when you say you need to leave the manor for something insisting he can just have one of the staff members get it for you
He has serious abandonment issues, afraid that every time you leave the house will be the last time he sees you
He needs reassurance from you, though he talks big all the time heâs a very insecure person, please tell him you love him, he needs it
Whenever he sees you he likes to pepper your face with kisses, his stubble tickling you in the process  Â
He cannot handle horror movies or games whatsoever, he talks shit, but just one jump scare and he's clinging to you in fear
Heâll get really defensive afterwards so I would not recommend trying to scare him unless you want to spend the whole day making it up to him
Heâs not big on pet names but when he does use them theyâre usually the more classic onesÂ
Like âLove, Darling, Beloved, etcâ but if heâs feeling soft which is very rare heâll call you âSweetheart, HoneyâÂ
Softest youâll see him is either when he's had a long day and all he wants to do is come home to you and fall asleep on the couch or when heâs half asleep heâll cuddle up to you and whisper how much he loves you
Heâs prone to start petty arguments sometimes that get out of hand pretty quicklyÂ
Heâll give you the silent treatment even if you try to apologize and even if it was his faultÂ
But eventually heâll start to feel a tiny bit guilty after ignoring you for a weekÂ
Heâll peeper your face and neck with kisses and whisper sweet nothings to you as an apologyÂ
Heâll take you out to a very expensive restaurant just to emphasizes how sorry he is
He does love you after all he just has a very funny way of showing it
Murdock
You first saw him at a coffee shop you frequently visited, mostly just to work, it was nice to get up in the mornings starting your day with a latte and just working in that quiet little coffee shop. And since it was early in the morning not many people came in to sit down, just a couple of morning joggers here and there but nobody who was there to stay, that was until one day. The morning had started like normal you got your drink and you went to sit down, but then this man had walked in.
Something about him had caught your eye, maybe it was his stylish sense of dressing, maybe it was this sort of mysterious feeling that lurked around him wherever he went. But something about him was alluring to you, drawing you in and captivating you. He sat at one of the many empty tables next to you sipping his coffee quietly
You wanted to make conversation, to reach out and introduce yourself, but felt too intimidated by him to say anything. Instead you internally struggled on what to say for ten minutes until much to your dismay he had gotten up and left the shop. This continued for a couple days until finally one day he spoke to youÂ
âHey, I see you here every morning, how long have you been here?â You were a little surprised that he was talking to you at first but none the less you were overcome with joy that he had actually started a conversion. âOh! Um about two years, I think?â you replied turning away from your laptop to face him âTwo years huh? Thatâs some dedication right thereâ he let out a low, gravelly, chuckle to which you smiledÂ
âYeah I guess soâÂ
He turned his head looking down at his watch frowning slightly âWell itâs been wonderful talking to you, but Iâm afraid I have to go now, see you later Y/nâ he waved, making his way through the door
âWait, Y/n? I didnât tell him my nameâ
You two met up at the shop every morning chatting and conversing on the many topics of life before one day Murdock had asked you on dateÂ
Walking through the park on a cool starry night, you wished you could have stayed there forever but sadly Murdock and you had to part ways eventuallyÂ
âAlright, well Iâll see you again tomorrowâ he said smiling yet the soft frown of disappointment didnât go unnoticed by him âYeah! Iâll see youâ you said forcing a smile on your face not wanting to keep Murdock for any longer . As you turned, walking in the direction of your car you were spun around to Murdock once more âAh-! Murdock what -â you were cut off with a soft kiss to the cheek as Murdock smirked âSee you tomorrow, sweetheartâ he whispered in your ear before slinking away leaving you behind, flustered and confusedÂ
Dating this man isâŠan experience to say the leastÂ
Not in a bad way at all! Heâs just so quiet your never really sure what's going on inside his head
He doesn't plan on ever telling that heâs a *cough murder cough* simply because he wants to keep you from harm's way including himself
He loves flustering you beyond anything elseÂ
And he uses any chance he gets to do it
Heâs sitting down and you walk by? Heâs pulling you into his lap
You're standing somewhere just minding your own business? Heâs coming up behind and wrapping his arms around your waist while he lays kisses along your neck
And despite this he claims he's not one for touch, yeah rightÂ
If you ever do the same to him though?? This man is putty in your handsÂ
He loves to compare hand sizes with you, it makes his heart flutter <3
Ok but this man drives so f a s t
Not even intentionally, he just speeds, you're convinced your going to hit someone, but somehow you never do
He absolutely hates lazy weekends so donât ever expect to be laying in bed with him in the mornings, he feels the need to always be productiveÂ
He has no chill, despite his calm composure which in a way is sort of ironicÂ
He loves rainy days though, so expect him to drag you out during a rainy day to have a walk, under a shared umbrellaÂ
And also long talks in front of the fireplace, very specific but he enjoys the feeling of the warmth from the fire and the warmth that your presence provides him as well
YancyÂ
Today was visitation day at the Happy trails prison. The visitation hours had started about two hours ago and were now almost over, you sighed as you watched the other families visit and talk for away before departing. They hadnât shown up, they called you here yet they hadnât shown up. Honestly this didnât surprise you in the slightest this wasnât out of character for them at all. You sat waiting in the room surrounded by inmates, families, couples and yet no sign of your friend. You glanced at the clock watching the minutes tick by with a heavy heart hoping at any minute they would walk in, explaining to you there delay yet fifteen minutes passed by and there was no such luck
âYouse waiting for someone too?âÂ
You turned around to be faced with a tall boston man looking down at youÂ
âYeah, but I donât think theyâll showâ you respond tiredly, as the man sits next to you on the bench âMe neitherâ you turned to him, frowning âWho are you waiting for?â you asked curiouslyÂ
âIt doesn't matter nowâ you frowned, reaching out to pat him on the back, he suddenly tensed at the action and you quickly retracted your hand âIâm so sorry! I should have asked firstâ you quickly apologized. And heâŠchuckled? âNo no, youse fine. Iâm just not used to being touched is allâ he offered a small smiled to you, one which you happily returned . Though your friend didnât show up during visiting hours you and Yancy talked, laughed, and joked with each other until the last hour. It was nice, you hadnât felt that comfortable with someone in a very long time. Yancy was so kind, you wondered how heâd ever managed to end up in prison in the first place, but there was no doubt in your mind you be back for the next visitation
It was only until Yancy actually applied for Parole that you started dating he wanted to wait until you could be together outside of just visitation hoursÂ
Yancy is so touched starved please give him lots of love please
He will not be able to sleep without out you after the first time you cuddledÂ
So if you stay up late to work, draw, write, etcÂ
Yancy will find a blanket and curl up next to you
So if you sleep at your desk youâll wake up with Yancy curled up against youÂ
Yancy loves to bake for you, once he got out of prison he started to look for things to do during the day and cooking just so happened to catch his eye
Heâll make you anything from deserts, pastries, full meals, etc you name it and Yancy will make it for youÂ
He also loves to knitÂ
So heâll make you scarfs, mittens, jackets, cardigans, and a lot more, he has a lot of time on his handsÂ
Yancy loves to nap with you, especially on cold days heâll come up from behind you and wrap all his limbs around you so you canât leaveÂ
Yancy also loves you carry you places, donât worry about being to heavy heâs very strong so weight is not a problem for him
Kisses <3Â
All the time, he loves them so much
And he melts when you give him any sort of affection especially kisses he just loves you so much
Heâs pretty easy to fluster considering he's never been in a relationship before
Very worried he's going to hurt you with his strength he gets so excited whenever he sees you he just wants to engulf you with a big warm hug but hes so worried he's going to crush you
This man is like a golden retriever I swearÂ
But you love him anyways <33Â

A/n: This took me all day ahhhhhhh
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MarkiplierTV hiring former convicts to do normal-level labor: Based
MarkiplierTV hiring current known criminals and protecting them from sentences with an on-sight lawyer: Hm
#markiplier egos#markipliertv#markiplier tv#the ipliers#staff members#yancy the prisoner#yancy#ahwm yancy#yancyplier#bim trimmer#ed edgar
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How Youtube Egos Text
Im a homosexual
this is for other mlm fellas
Markiplier Egos
âââââ
Darkiplier
He doesnât text alot
It usually short texts
Like if heâs on a business trip expect
âGoodmorning, dear.â
Very punctual.
Mainly calls you
Wilford Warfstache
Very lively over text
Uses emojis
Yall are together often so like texts arent often
âWilford: Show s bout to startâ âY/n: Dont kill anyone pleaseâ âđ„žâ
Wants more mustache emojis
Yancy
Def uses speech to text so shit is wrong
Mainly calls you bc he hates texting
âWhen wills you is be home?â
uses silly emotions
â:)))â
Googlplier
You just know its equivalent to talkin to Siri
Please just text like a normal person
He texts
Like the robot he is
âHello, Y/n.â âWhat do you need?â
Never texts first
Host
He narrates whatever heâs doing
Yknow the usual
âY/n texts Host goodmorning.â âMorning Host :)â
Battle Egos
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Natemare
Annoying as shit ngl
Spams you
âHey hey hey hey y/n heyâ
Send you pics of him shirtless and shit
âBoutta prank Phantom plan my funeralâ
Phantom
Pretty casual ig
Calls more than texts
âGoodmorning doll â€ïžâ
AAAAAAAAAA
Hes hot sorry lol
Natpai
I love him so much can i kiss him omg omg can i can i please please
sorry demons
A very lovely guy ngl
â*sends an image of him and bones fighting*â
Goodmorning and goodnight texts đđ
Can i give him a smooch
#markipler egos#phantom nwtb#nwtb natemare#natemare x male reader#natemare x reader#natemare#natewantstobattle#nwtb egos#iplier egos#wilford warfstache#wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache#darkiplier x male reader#darkiplier#wilford x reader#wilford x male reader#ahwm yancy#yancyplier#yancy the prisoner#youtube egos#nwtb natpai#natpai x male reader#natpai x reader#natpai
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From @marki_moot on twitter
#markiplier#mark fischbach#mark iplier#markimoo#markiplieregos#a heist with markiplier#markiplier meme#markipliermeme#markipliermemes#markiplier memes#markiplier fandom#markiplier fan#yancy#a heist with markiplier yancy#yancy iplier#yancy markiplier#yancyplier#yancy the prisoner#markiplier yancy#ahwm yancy
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ok but like... hcs for when yancy gets on parole for you? like helping him adjust to life outside of happy trails maybe
I'm loving the Yancy asks I'm getting, he's one of my favorite egos! Thanks for the ask, anon.
Yancy was really nervous when he first got on parole. He hadnât been outside of Happy Trails for as long as he could really remember
He tells you about a million times that heâs lucky to have you in his life, and that heâd probably die in the real world without your help
(He wonât stop, either, no matter how many times you tell him that you donât need that much credit)
When Yancy did get out of jail, he basically invited himself to live at your house by crashing on your couch every night. You didnât mind, though, you wouldâve insisted he stay over if he hadnât himself
Also, at your encouragement, Yancy starts working on music and playing guitar at a local coffee shop to help chip in some money. Getting a âreal-personâ job wouldâve taken too much time and effort, anyhow
In Yancyâs words, heâs never been so happy in his life. He gets free coffee after his sets, he has more resources to work on music, and he gets to see you every day. What could be better?
By the way, if you have any pets or plants, he jumps at the excuse to help look after them. It gives him a sense of purpose
#a heist with markiplier#in space with markiplier#markiplier#markiplier egos#markiplier headcanons#yancy the prisoner#yancyplier#yancy x reader#(if you squint)#ahwm#iswm#ask box open#my post#anon
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Hello Tumblr I drew Yancy
AFTER SEEING HIM AGAIN IN ISWM 2 HOW COULD I NOT
i wanted to do a mini lighting study too actually, the cinematography was amazing
im still trying to get a hold of mark's likeness, it might take a while so bear with me
have a good day!
#iswm fanart#markiplier yancy#ahwm yancy#markiplier#markiplier fanart#a heist with markiplier#yancyplier#markiplier egos#yancy fanart#sharptacksart
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Magic Girl Yancy
#magic gorl yancy? i think so#markiplier yancy#digital drawing#royal's drawings#markiplier egos#iplier egos#yancyplier#yancy fanart
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Current mood after watching ISWM (I'm just kidding it was amazing thank you mark love yoooou)
#markiplier#markiplergame#markimoo#in space with markiplier#darkiplier#markiplier yancy#iswm yancy#damien wkm#yancyplier#in space with markiplier part 2
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#markiplier#yancy#ahwm yancy#yancyplier#a heist with markiplier yancy#a heist with markiplier#ahwm#unus annus#crankgameplays#crank gameplays
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Visitation day
#markiplier yancy#yancy#yancy the prisoner#yancyplier#ahwm yancy#yancy fanart#yancy my beloved#markiplier#iswm part 2 spoilers#iswm#in space with markiplier spoilers#in space with markiplier#iswm spoilers#zombie draws
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You know when the Captain put their hand on the glass lovingly and Yancy was just like High Five! We know Mark was telling us that we gotta stop simping for Yancy...
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Ego-Inktober 2022, 3: Ink & Bat
Yancy got something new on him. đ
#my art#traditional art#markiplier#inktober#fan art#markiplier fan art#egotober#egotober 2022#inktober 2022#egotober ink#inktober bat#heist with markiplier#yancyplier#heist with markiplier yancy#tattoo#bat
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#markiplier#mark fischbach#mark iplier#markimoo#markiplieregos#a heist with markiplier#yancy#a heist with markiplier yancy#yancy iplier#yancy markiplier#yancyplier#yancy the prisoner#markiplier yancy#ahwm yancy#markipliermeme#markipliermemes#markiplier memes#markiplier meme#elf on a shelf
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