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colby-jac-cheese · 28 days

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Was drawing something for my Fanfic, had to stop halfway to do my duolingo, and ended up merging the two. Enjoy I guess?

Look their super toxic but they both knowingly consent to that toxicity so . . . Is it still toxic then?

Translation: 'love me.' 'Feed me.'

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faeriescorpio · 1 year

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9QEv5uof1c

man instead of updating my tumblr ive just been drawing a bunch of animatics and putting them on my youtube lol

#codi don't look #wkm #markiplier #wilford warfstache #darkiplier #markiplier egos #markiplier ego #who killed markiplier #wkm mark #wkm y/n #wkm colonel #darkstache #iplier egos #yandereplier #markiplier wilford warfstache #markiplier darkiplier #markiplier yandereplier

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dave-bot2002 · 1 year

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Another older headcannon I don't know if I posted.

the D.A y/n is both inside actor marks stories and in the mirror. Everyone knows they're there but mark sees them daily and dark is so obsessed with killing mark he doesn't visit. Abe used to visit the house (since he died before we did and so doesn't know we're in the mirror.) but still wished to pay respects and remember why he's tracking the cornel but after he got turned by wilford, he just stopped visiting at some point.

But wilford, he remembers... sort of. He remembers he has to go there, and leaves flowers on the mantle piece in front of the mirror and begins talking to it, but can't remember why he feels he has to do it. But also feels bad when he doesn't. All he knows is that that house feels dangerous and familiar but that mirror feels like an old friend.

#who killed markiplier #wkm wilford #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #wkm darkiplier #darkiplier #actor!mark #D.A y/n #markiplier #wkm y/n #wkm the colonel #wkm actor mark #wkm district attorney #wkm abe

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kitsuna21 · 2 years

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Shitty Wkm doodles from my math book :)))

#WKM #my art #art #digital art #wkm oc #district attorney #wkm district attorney #wkm y/n #actor mark #wkm actor mark #wilford warfstache #markiplier

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70-percent-water · 3 months

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Another thought I had in the process of worldbulding on my writing project for the Egos is-

Yes, it's implied that the viewer, Y/N, and the district attorney are likely the same person.

But how fucking funny would it be if, Y/N, was just some guy Actor is dragging along for the sake of fleshing out his story, and eventually they run into this person who looks and acts like them.

And then suddenly Actor has to dodge the awkward conversation that arises from that.

Bonus points for if you saw my earlier post about a vengeful, cryptid DA, being a very real possibility. So now poor Y/N is stuck running from a freak who hates their guts purely because they exist.

Kill your double and all that jazz.

EDIT: If you wanna make it ten times funnier, have Actor be the only one who knows Y/N isn't the DA.

So after years of back and forth, the DA comes back and Dark is floored because he's just been harassing a random bystander for DECADES.

They walk in and Dark just goes"I thought that was you", only for the DA to be like "YOU JUST ASSUMED I WAS WORKING WITH ACTOR THIS WHOLE TIME???"

#wkm #iswm #adwm #ahwm #Markiplier egos #markiplier lore #wkm da #wkm y/n

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firebug404 · 1 year

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wkm/ahwm/adwm/iswm y/n headcanon

when we got shot it was right in the center of our chest close enough that we can obviously see it and far enough that its a bit too difficult to hide from people and when viewer interacts with dark or goes to the void the bullet wound starts to bleed all over again ans that's why mark is so set on keeping an eye on the viewer after the events of wkm also cause he wants to at least control something over damien cause he cares about y/n

#wkm #ahwm #adwm #iswm #wkm y/n #adwm y/n #ahwm y/n #iswm y/n #markiplier #darkiplier #damien the mayor #mayor damien #actor mark #this is fun to write #markiplier cinematic universe

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thermodynamic-comedian · 1 year

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no bc imagine being a part of this strange, tragic, complicated plot made by your rich friend to frame his other friend for his murder, but things go sideways and a lot of people die, including you and two other people, his wife and his wife's brother, who's also the mayor.

so now the three of you plan on taking revenge on your asshole friend who got all of you killed bc his wife had an affair with his friend, and the way you plan on getting that revenge is by letting those two take control of your dead body to create a new kind of guy.

but then than new type of guy is just a lame ass dude named darkiplier.

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tiredeldritchhorror · 1 year

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Just take it, take the angst and bitterness from my hands, my best anger filled oc, I love them so much, Da Yin, my beloved beloathed

#scribble bois #da yin #darkiplier #wkm y/n #wkm district attorney #wkm #wkm damien #video bois #darkattorney

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aminifanartist · 2 years

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Who killed Markiplier:

A prequel based on my understanding of events.

Once upon a time there lived three friends, Mark, William and Damien.

One day Mark met Damiens sister Celine, and he fell in love with her.

Soon they were married.

But Celine was not happy,

One day she ran away with William.

Mark was very upset, but there was nothing he could do.

He was all alone.

The empty rooms seemed to whisper in his ear. It was all William's fault.

Then he came up with a plan,

He would invite all his friends over for a party. Who knows, maybe an accident would happen....

(here begins Who Killed Markiplier)

#Does this count as fanfiction?#mini people #Mini yt #Markiplier #Markiplier egos #markiplier fanart #wkm damien #wkm mark #wkm colonel #wkm celine #wkm fanart #wkm actor mark #wkm district attorney #Who killed markiplier #wkm y/n #wkm the mayor #Who killed markiplier fanart #yt fanart #Fanart

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d-ama-ien · 6 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Who Killed Markiplier? (Web Series) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Damien | The Mayor/Y/N | The District Attorney (Who Killed Markiplier?) Characters: Damien | The Mayor (Who Killed Markiplier?), Y/N | The District Attorney (Who Killed Markiplier?), references to other WKM characters Additional Tags: Mentions of drugs and alcohol, Making Out, Marking, Cunnilingus, Rimming, (depending on how you picture things), Missionary Position, (it's a classic for a reason y'all the intimacy of it can be hot if you do it right), let's do it like we've been married ten years and all that, Dry Humping, Oral Sex, Sex, Drunk Sex

Summary: The colored lights of Mark’s party disguise the flush that burns up on my cheeks, and the loud music drowns out my surprised gasp. It wouldn’t be the first time we’ve, well- gotten acquainted, so to speak. But it would be the first time outside of a discretely booked hotel, staggering our entrances and exits so that no one could see us together or suspect something.

And it was, well, it was Mark’s house, with his and Damien’s childhood friends and some odd strangers. What if they saw, or heard, or-

“Just let me know- I’ll be in the other room,”

#I have since purged them from my ao3 but in ye olden days I only wrote smut then i got all puritan about it and purged it #so RIP the lost smuts but hey look a new one look at me go #mayor attorney #mayor damien #damien the mayor #y/n district attorney #the district attorney #who killed markiplier #wkm fic #wkm damien #wkm y/n #if you read this and like it you should leave kudos and a nice comment please they make me feel happy

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peachyloveswriting · 2 years

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Actor lashing out at Reader bc his story isn’t going the way he wants to (maybe he beats them up before he realizes what he just did and instead of apologizing he just leaves them alone but not before using his ability to heal them) Sorry if this is too much of a heavy topic

Let me have redemption

Pairing: actor mark x reader

Word count: 1k

Warning: abuse, violence, fear.

Summary: what did you ever do to deserve this violent treatment from mark? His violent outbursts we're never so bad, what made this one so different? Why did he change his mind?

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Actor was known for being prone to outbursts, violent outbursts. Anyone who got in his way during those times was done for. You’d been in the center of these episodes more than once. He was frightening. For the most part, he was all bark no bite. There were of course times where he got out of hand but never this bad. Even Though you follow everything he tells you down to the smallest detail, it’s never enough.

The pain ebbed through your left eye. It had long been swollen shut. Every part of you feels as though you might fall apart at any moment. Maybe if you fell apart then he would have stopped by now but he hadn’t.

You flinch away from Mark’s approaching footsteps. Heavy with anger as he stomps towards you. He reached down, grabbing you by the hem of your shirt. Lifting you into the air, Actor grits his teeth. Pain shoots through your back as he slams you against the nearest wall. You grasp at his arm, kicking your feet and squirming in his grasp. You’ll never get free.

“I ask you to follow simple instructions…” His face scrunches up in disgust. “...and you can’t even do that.” he spits, seething in anger.

Drawing his hand back into a fist, he drives it into your jaw. Your head meets the wall behind you. You cry out in pain. He jostles you, making you whimper. The tears sting your eyes, making it hard to see.

“Please, stop.” You beg.

It seems useless, knowing that no matter what there’s no way he could possibly care enough to listen. He’s stubborn. Even worse, he’s ruthless. Like a child, he gets mad when he doesn’t get his way. It’s so hard to cater to his needs when he wants everything to be picture perfect.

Actor stays quiet, making you wonder if he’s contemplating doing something worse. He only stares at you though. Deep frown forms on his face as he looks you over, the realization finally set it. This was his fault. You did everything the way he wanted and played his games. In return, he treated you like shit. It’s his fault everything turned out this way. He knows that. His ego doesn’t allow him to accept it.

With a sigh, he lowers you to the ground slowly,

You panic. “What are you doing?” You stammer out. He stares at you with a deep sadness in his eyes before standing.

Leaving. That’s what he was doing. It was the best choice for him and everyone around him. Nothing he ever did to you benefited him. But he couldn’t help but feel heavy guilt as he stepped towards the door. The image of you on the ground beaten and bloody is no longer appealing to him. It sickens him. A burning bubble in his stomach.

He can hear your small whimpers as he walks away.

Actor glances back at you, his heart-tugging him back towards you. To leave you in this state would be inhumane. Not that this one good action would fix all his wrongdoings. It wouldn’t even make him feel better. But some part of him hoped that if he did this he would feel better. Sluggish, he turned around and made his way back to you.

As he neared you scrambled. Pressing yourself as far against the wall as you could. Your chest heaves as he nears. The adrenaline begins its way through you. You don’t fight. If you tried to run it would only be worse. You endure.

He kneels in front of you. You lift your arms in defense, clenching your eyes shut, waiting for him to scream and hit you again. But it never happens. Instead, you feel his hand gently grasp your wrist, pulling it away from your face. Squirming, you whimper. Lifting a finger to your mouth, he shushes you. Slowly he moves the hand he shushed you with up to the top of your head. Softly, he presses his hand against your head.

You begin to feel your body un-tense, the pain is suddenly gone where it was settling in before. The pressure behind your eye lifts and you’re able to open your left eye properly again. Confused, your eyebrows knit tightly together. Never once had you seen him do something like this. You knew what he was capable of but for him to use it to fix you, of everything he could have done. It shocks you.

So many questions enter your mind. But the exhaustion is too much.

The drowsiness sets in. It feels as though you suddenly weigh a thousand pounds. It’s hard to lift your limbs. The room around you steadily grows darker. You try to listen but it feels like you're underwater. Actor’s mouth is moving but you hear nothing.

The sleep you slip into feels oddly calm, possibly the calmest you’ve felt since you started this journey. Sadly your rest is interrupted rather abruptly. You look around your mind still in a daze from the rudeness of it all. The questions come rushing back to your mind. You shove them away, they would be no use if you couldn't figure out where you were first.

Groggily you sit up. Sunlight streams in from a window beside you, warming parts of the sheets. The bed around you is massive, possibly the biggest you’ve seen ever. You decide not to dwell on it for too long and glance around the room instead. The walls are rustic wood, the darkness rather dark academic. Similarly, the dressers are a dark oak brown. In front of the bed on the wall adjacent is a dresser with a mirror atop it. In the reflection, you can clearly see your body unharmed. Reveling in the sight you look over to your side to see Actor asleep in a chair beside the bed.

Your breathing hitches at the sight. It's strange. He’s not squirming in his seat. His face is still, no anger evident. It’s like a foreign spectacle. You stare at him, unable to look away. Your emotions are still processing, the anger only builds the longer you sit.

Impulsively you reach for the nearest object, which so happens to be a hardcover book at the bedside. It is hefty in your hands as you reel it back and hurl it towards him with all your might. The book hits him square in the head, landing on the floor with a thud after.

Actor stands from his chair, rage in his eyes only for him to realize it’s you. He freezes. His chest rose and sank before he composed himself.

He seems like a wounded dog as he stares at you, his lips pursed and brows knitted tightly together in concern. He rubs the shot where you hurled the book at him. He borders an offended look.

“Deserved,” He breathes outward. “But while I'm sleeping…” He exclaims.

Scoffing lightly you cross your arms. There’s too much to wonder about for you to hurl anything his way. No matter how much you want to strangle him, your fear stops you.

He straightens out his robe before sitting back in his hair again, using another hand to smooth his hair out. Why is he so calm? You wonder. It’s rage-inducing to see him so carefree about what he did. Not even an apology it seemed. Then, “I’m sorry,” he clasps his hands together. “I did so much to harm you. None of which you deserved. I understand if you feel rage towards me but it would be irrational to act on violent needs.”

Fire burns in your stomach. “You.” You exclaim, pointing from him to yourself, “ telling me, to not act on violent needs…” Your voice trails off as you breathe a scoff at him.

He gestures defensively. “It’s hypocritical. I know.” he mocks irony. looking at the ground, he falls silent. In thought, he seems strained, Biting his lip, sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth.

“I don’t want to fight. If anything I want to mend this broken friendship. I know saying sorry won’t fix anything, but I hope that by having his conversation you may allow me redemption. A chance at starting over.” He says slowly.

It’s almost unbelievable, what you’re hearing. The sincerity in his voice sounds too real for him to be acting. His acting was good but not this good. Sure he was a messed up man, he made mistakes in the past and he’d been wrong for sure. But that didn’t change what he’d done to you. Giving him a taste of his own medicine was definitely something you yearned to do. But in doing so you would become as bad as him. You weren’t willing to stoop that low.

Biting the inside of your cheek lightly, you huff. Maybe giving him a chance as long as you’re there to help might steer him in the right direction, after all, he can only help himself. But he can’t do it without guidance.

“Only if you’re willing to make up for the damage you’ve done.” If you were in any way going to help him, he had to be ready to face the people he’s hurt. His actions have consequences and you were going to make sure that he dealt with them.

#actor mark x reader #markipliers cinimatic universe #markiplier egos x reader #wkm y/n #iswm x reader #ahwm x reader #who killed markiplier

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faeriescorpio · 1 year

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captain-neutrino · 2 years

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Whenever I think about the viewer being referred to as "The Collective You" by Mark, I just think about that scene from Steven Universe where different gems' dead bodies were forcefully fused together

Its actually. Surprisingly close in concept shsksjsj

#markiplier #who killed markiplier #wkm #a heist with markiplier #ahwm #a date with markiplier #adwm #in space with markiplier #iswm #wkm y/n #wkm the da #ahwm y/n #adwm y/n #iswm y/n #captain's log #cw body horror

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lost-wandering-historian · 2 years

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So this came from a joke I made with my younger sibling then I spent 3-4 hours on this shitty joke. Enjoy

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alaroweq · 9 months

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Back on my markiplier universe songs bullshit. Going under by Evanescence but it's DA and Dark. That's it that's the post.

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questionthewitness · 2 years

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ok but the whole “mark and bob bunk their beds” video is literally damien and the da in college

#you choose who’s who #who killed markiplier #damien wkm #wkm y/n #district attorney wkm #da wkm #damien the mayor #markiplier #cris.jpeg

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