#Darkiplier x Teen Reader

[mookoo-writes]

~Late Night With Darkiplier~ (Darkiplier X Anxious! Teen! Reader)

Authors Note: Sorry for being inactive. I have a lot to do, so here’s some Dark fluff with his kid :)

Fandom: Markiplier Egos

Pairing: Darkiplier X Anxious! Teen Reader

Warning(s): Anxiety attack, cursing, PLATONIC Reader 

Anyways, please enjoy~

~~~~~Y/n P.O.V.~~~~~

This was a mistake.

I should have left while I could.

My friends said they were having a small party. Of course, my mind was thinking of about 6 people, but my friends decided to be dooshes. At first, it started out with the three of us, but then more and more people started coming. The party started to get crowded and wilder by the second. Of course, it wouldn't be a high school house party without beer and any kind of drugs they could get their hands on.

I am currently locked in the bathroom, not daring to go out into the sea of drunk and high teens. I could always call one of the egos to come to pick me up but they're all asleep.

Well, except for one.

Do I dare call Dark to come to pick me up from a party I didn't tell him about? Maybe he would understand. After all, he should know parties aren't really my thing. I would much rather stay at home playing video games and eat junk food all day then get high as shit off of the dollar store kush.

I look at my phone for the time. "1:48" I curse to myself, hoping Dark is still up. I took a deep breath as I hit the call button. I gave a shaky breath as I waited for him to pick up.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" I heard Dark's annoyed voice through the phone. "H-hey demon dad #1. Hows-hows your night going?" I shakily asked, trying to sound casual. "Don't try to flatter me, that never works. “What's wrong?" Dark asked. He knew something was wrong by my voice. Of course, I didn't even try to hide my nervousness from him. He would find out one way or another.

"You know how I was going to hang out with my friends for a small get together?"

"Yes."

"Well, that 'small' get together turned into a teen rave party with probably over 100 people. I may or may not have locked myself in the bathroom." I explained on the phone. I could hear a sigh with some shuffling coming from the other end. I can feel my body starting to shake more furiously than before. For me, talking to Dark was never easy. I had a sense that I was always bothering him in some way. Eather I was casually talking to him or I was just standing in the same room.

"I will be there in 5"

I gave a small thank you as I hung up and shoved my phone in my pocket. I could feel the tears prick up in the corners of my eyes as I sat next to the bathtub. My chest began to feel heavy while my breathing quickened. I dug through my backpack I brought to try and find my earbuds/headphones. As I vigorously shoveled my hand through the bag, I found what I was looking for and pulled them out as quick as I can. I untangled the thin wire and plugged it into the device.

I let the soothing music flow through my ears as I pull my hood over my head. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath as I cradled myself from what lurks beyond the bathroom door. Tears rolled down my face leaving spots on my sleeves. I try to focus on the soft lyrics of the song but it was sort of hard to do while there was loud banging on the door.

Wait.

I snatched my earbuds/headphones out and started to panic while someone angrily knocks on the protective barrier that shields me from the outside world. My breathing quickened as the knocking got louder and more vigorous.

'No no no, please go away. Not here, not now. Please get here soon Dark.'

The doorknob wiggled.

'No please leave me alone.'

Pounding on the door.

'Don't come in! Please give up and walk away!' My fast breaths turned into hyperventilating as I sat in the tub trying to hide myself. My hands were covering my ears as my body shook. It felt like an invisible figure sat on my chest trying to suffocate me. More tears spilled from my eyes on to my cheeks.

There was a loud thud as I felt arms wrap around me and lift me up. I look up to see Dark with a stern look on his face. His red and blue 3D effect grew as the ringing became louder and louder until it fully blocked the music and laugher out. I didn't know what to do besides snuggling my head in his chest. That's just what I did.

My shaking form was beginning to relax as Dark walked out of the house. He set me in the passenger's seat of his car and quickly got into the driver's seat. My breathing was still heavy but not as bad when I was in that stupid house. I curled up in the seat and watched the buildings fly by as we drove off into the night.

As we came up on the street the house was on, dark didn't slow down. Instead, he drove right past. "Where are we going?" I turn toward the dark entity. We came to a stop at a stop sign and Dark turned to me. "I figured I would... make you feel better by taking you to a cafe. It's late at night and nobody will be there besides ourselves." I gave a soft smile as the car started moving again.

We arrived at a small cafe that is open 24/7. The both of us walked in and took a seat in one of many empty booths. A waiter came and took our order. Dark got a plain black coffee while I ordered a (drink). There was a silence between the two of us until I spoke.

"Sorry"

"What are you apologizing for?" Dark asked, confused. "For bothering you all the time." I fiddled with the sleeves of my hoodie.

The waiter came back with our drinks in hand. She placed them on the table and walked off. "Since when have you ever bothered me." Dark raised an eyebrow. I took a nervous sip of my drink. "You are one of the only people that haven't annoyed me in any way, and that's saying something."

"Really?" I was surprised. I knew he was being honest because he usually is forward with his hatred toward someone. Dark nodded as he took a drink of his coffee. Feeling better about myself, I gave a bright smile.

We both talked for a while as we enjoyed the nice silence of the cafe. We usually never get this kind of quiet at the house. It's always hectic there.

I leaned back into my seat as I felt comfortable, but not totally comfortable. I needed someone to vent to about my friends and maybe get some advice. Someone that's not fully male.

"Um, Dark?" Dark gave a soft hum. "Do you think I could talk to Celine?"

Dark paused mid-sip at the question. He carefully set the mug down on the table and folded his hands. "What's your reasoning?" Dark raised an eyebrow. I swallowed nervously as I answered. "I just needed advice from a female figure, is all." I sunk back into my seat as I waited for him to answer. Dark sighed and gave a small nod. I watched as his 3D effect became fully red. Dark opened his eyes. Instead of seeing his pitch black eyes, they were red. Not a bright, blood red, but a smooth and warming shade of red.

They blinked a couple of times until their focus was on me. "Hey their Y/n, It's nice to talk to you again." There was a more feminine voice mixed into the echo. She gave me a warm smile. "It's nice to finally have some kind of female interaction. I don't have a lot of that back home." Celine giggled. "So, what are we gossiping about?" She leaned closer into the table. I gave a frustrated grown. "My friends are dirtbags." "What did they do?" I rested my head in my hand as I leaned on the table. "They have been awful in the past few weeks. They make me late to my classes, steel my food, I'm pretty sure they're talking behind my back right about know, and the stupid party they didn't tell me about!" I laid my head on the table in frustration. "You might need to find some new friends." "You think?" Celine gave a confident nod as she stood up and pulled my arm to pull me out of my seat. "You seem frustrated. I know a place that always calmed me down." Celine threw some money on the table and marched out of the door and into the car. I hopped in and buckled myself up while she did the same.

We were driving for a while until we came to a stop at a hill full of flowers. The both of us got out of the vehicle. Celine linked her arm with mine and led me to a particular spot that was lit up with some sort of glowing rocks in a form of a circle. "What is this?" I said in awe. "Damien, William, and I came here sometimes to get away from the world. It is just as beautiful as I remembered." Celine smalled as she plucked some of the flowers. I did the same with some red and blue flowers.

I was snapped out of my concentration on weaving the stems when I felt something placed onto my head. I reached out to touch what was placed on my head and felt a bunch of flowers in a row. I smiled and continued my flower crown.

I placed the last flower in its place and looked at it proudly. Celine looked like she was spacing out so I carefully placed the crown on her head. She jumped but started giggling as she felt what was on her head. Her giggling started to turn into chuckling as her red area started to fade into blue. I thought Dark was coming back but the blue started to glow brighter than the red.

"Y/N!"

I was pulled into a massive hug as we fell back into the flowers. I was laying on his chest while he was hugging me tightly. "It's wonderful to see you again!" I laughed as I hugged back.

"It's nice to see you to Damien."

I was going to get up but Damien squeezed me tighter in his arms. I giggled while snuggling into his chest. "How have things been?" He asked. I sighed and buried my face in his coat. "Okay, I guess." "That doesn't sound too convincing. tell me what's wrong." I look up at the mayor. "I guess it's just stress from everything that's been happening," I answered truthfully. I look into Damien's soft blue eyes. "Don't let the pain of the world get to you. Everything will be over soon, I promise." I gave a tired smile as I lay my head back onto his chest. "Thank you." was the last thing I said before sleep consumed me.

~~~~~3rd P.O.V.~~~~~

As you fell asleep, Damien smiled down at you. "Your welcome."

The blue area started to face into its normal size along with the red. Dark's eyes turned black as he blinked a few times. He looked around and then at you. A small smile formed on his face as he gently picked you up.

He carefully walked back to the car and set you in the passenger's seat. Dark drove home in silence, glancing at you to make sure you were comfy or awake.

As Dark brought you into the house, he made sure everyone was still asleep. He took you to your room and carefully removed your shoes and placed you in bed.

Before leaving, Dark threw a blanket over your sleeping form and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

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Damien? Babey. Dark? Terrible twos.

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Just A Child

Darkiplier x teenage!gn!reader (PLATONIC)

Requested by 🖌 Anon:

“Bro (/gn), Would you be willing to write something about this idea? So, in the Markiplier universe- under the assumption that Actor has been Mark in each project- he kinda drags Viewer (Ima call them V) along with him, right? So, imagine if instead V was actually just a nervous teen. (Obviously the people in each universe would just be complimenting V, not flirting) So, they're sticking with Mark since they don't really have anyone else to rely on or anything. But what if they don't really like Mark, and see Dark as a more stable... well... everything. An you know how Dark seems kinda hooked on getting V "out of Mark's grasp" basically? So, what if V takes him up on that, and Dark DOES manage to get V away from Mark, and like, takes them back to the Ego mansion or smth and kinda just helps them adjust and interact with everyone and more-or-less becomes their caretaker/guardian? If not, that's fine! Either way, have a great day/night/etc. :)”

I highkey had a hard time writing this one and I'm not, like, 100% happy with it but idk maybe it's just bc I've been working on it for a while lol

Warnings: Actor is a creep in this (mostly implied), hurt/comfort-ish?

Word Count: 1563

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  You fidgeted as you walked through the theater again. The incessant “Bonjour”s were giving you a headache at this point. And the most you’d had to eat was a sandwich. Though, it was a while ago since that happened…

“The romance?... Or the horror?”

The last time you came through here, you’d “watched” the romance. It was… something.

You pointed at the horror door.

“Good idea! I’ve actually never seen this play before. I don’t even know who made it, so…” Mark shrugged, smiling that fake, plastered-on grin as always. “Could be a fun adventure.”

“Good luck!” One of the waiters… employees… One of the men that seemed to work everywhere you went stared dead at Mark. It was the first time you saw him so serious.

Mark also seemed unsettled. “Oh, okay. Alright.” He did a little salute as he said, “Bonjour!” to the employee.

As you followed Mark to your seats (him going on a one-sided dialogue about how he was a “patron of the arts” and so on), you couldn’t help but feel… unsettled. You looked around. Nothing was out of place since the last time you came through here. And yet, a chill still ran up your spine as you sat in the front row seat, directly in front of the lone table on stage.

“You want some popcorn?” It was futile to reach for a piece, but you tried anyway, before the carton of kernels was pulled away. “OH! It’s starting!”

Was it?

When you turned back to Mark to ask him just that, you found his chair empty. The cold feeling of dread covered your shoulders like a blanket. Your gaze found itself once again fixated on the table on the stage. Creaking sounded from every corner of the room. A high pitched whine rang out, coming from within you just as much as it was coming from around you. The room began to distort. Change. Shift.

And then it was dark.

“You’re… different.”

You would have screamed, but you couldn’t feel yourself anymore. It felt like your body had been swept away, like all that was left in this void was your conscience. Instead, you stared.

The man before you looked like Mark. But he felt… wrong. Looking at him gave you a headache. His skin was pale, lacking any color at all. In fact, the only color you could see anymore were glitches of red and blue that clung to his suit and formed distorted versions of the man standing behind himself.

The man tilted his head. His neck cracked sickeningly. “So,” he mused, though his voice lacked any mirth, “he’s dragging along helpless teenagers now… How pitiful.”

Who are you? echoed around in your mind. He didn’t answer your question, if he even heard it at all.

“I know this must seem confusing, like a bad dream you can’t wake up from… But believe me when I tell you that it is all his doing.”

In a blink of an eye, you found yourself sitting at the table from the restaurant. The only difference, aside from the nothingness that surrounded you, was the man in Mark’s place. He had his fingers interlaced, hands resting on the edge of the table.

“Endless choices, all leading you back here.”

A voice whispered from the darkness. Trapped. A moment later, the man was saying the same thing.

“You’re trapped in his little game.”

Your voice came as little more than a whisper. It faded into the darkness surrounding you.

“How do you get out?” He tilted his head at you. Curious, studying. As if he didn’t expect you to ask such an odd question. “I can help you.”

In another flash, you were back outside. You weren’t sure where, but it felt less suffocating than the endlessness from before.

“Enough of the choices. Enough of this endless cycle of meaningless.” He straightened up, brushing his hair back from his face before holding out his hand. “I can get you out of here. You just need to let me i-”

-

“Oops.” The world was dark again. You didn’t look up from your chocolate ice cream. “Looks like you made the wrong choice.”

“I-I shot someone.”

Even after all of this fake Mark’s reassurances that it would be okay, your hands were still shaking. The heavy weight of the gun still sat in your palms. But every time you looked, it wasn’t there.

The man, entity, whatever he was, watched as you picked up your spoon. It trembled and shook in your grasp. He worried for a brief moment that you would drop it before it even reached the bowl.

“I’m sorry.”

You looked up. The blue and red that surrounded him seemed dimmer than earlier, softer. You couldn’t hear the ringing that pressed against your skull. He thought you looked like an infant - too young and small to be dragged into Mark’s mess.

“What I promised you still stands.” He reached his hand across once more. His hand was ice cold as it grabbed yours, stilling your tremors. “I can get you out of here.”

You should have been terrified. First Mark, with his uncomfortable flirting, as if this was all just some role that needed to be played. Then the endless loops. And now…

“Wh-What.” You cleared your throat, trying to steel the dread in your soul. “What’s your name?”

He tilted his head, brow furrowing. He seemed to ponder this for a moment.

“Do you have a name…?”

“I used to,” he admitted. A flash of… something in his eyes. “I suppose, for simplicity’s sake, you may call me Dark.”

You whispered his name with a mixture of awe and curiosity. “M-My name is-” The world fell away before your eyes.

You blinked up at the building before you. A… museum? Paintings hung on walls peeked out of the large glass windows. You could just barely see a sculpture inside. You looked down at your clothes and found you were wearing all black. A grapple gun rested on your hip.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Turning on a dime, you were face to face once again with Mark. His lips curled into a cheshire grin. There was too much knowing in his eyes.

“You’re not backing out now, are ya?”

-

Your phone buzzed. You pulled it from your pocket with trembling fingers.

Don’t you feel like you’re running in circles?

You didn’t recognize any of the portraits on the walls. All of them had their eyes crossed out. And it felt like they were… whispering to you. The only one that looked even remotely familiar sat at the end of the hallway. It looked like-

“Same snake, different skin.”

You wheeled around, heart racing in your chest. Dark stood there, hands behind his back, in a white suit this time. He looked just as malcontented with your presence in this “game” as he had the last time you saw him.

“Always spinning his yarns, his webs, his lies.” He sighed, tilting his head. He seemed almost like a disappointed parent, scolding you for staying out too late. “I always thought that you were trapped in his games. Perpetually plunging down the rabbit holes of his stories. Helpless. Lost.”

You looked over your shoulder at the last portrait. The paint had flaked away and fallen off, but you remember the smiling face that was there before. The disgusting, plastered-on smile that was always there. “Was that Mark?”

The entity hummed. In a flash of red and blue, he was standing in front of the painting, scowling at the gilded frame. “He is behind all of this. Pulling the strings like a puppeteer controlling a marionette.” His gaze flicked over his shoulder. You swallowed at the implication.

“Last time…” Your brow furrowed. How long ago had that been? How long ago was it that you sat at the ice cream parlor, being comforted after shooting Mark? You swallowed, and pushed back the thought. Dark’s face softened, as if he knew what had crossed your mind. “Last time you said you could get me out of here.”

He turned his body to face you. Haloed by the light above the picture, he nodded. “I can.”

Unbidden, tears welled in your eyes. “Please.” You bit your lip, fighting the shake in your voice. “Please get me out of here.”

He stepped forward, stopping a few feet in front of you. His face was somber, gentle. He seemed to look you over for a minute. Perhaps he was seeing what you’d gone through - the prison, the forest, the pirate ship, the cave. Every now and again, an image of himself would turn to the side and scream.

You swallowed hard. Would he turn you away now? He so openly gave you his hand before, offered a way out. Would he abandon you in this loop now? A warm tear fell down your cheek.

“Please.”

Cold arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a broad chest. A hand carefully cupped the back of your head. “I will get you out.” He held you as you clung to him and cried into his suit. He could only hope they were tears of joy and relief, and not for the choices you’d been forced to make. You were just a child, after all. And he would make sure Mark knew, too, when his time came.

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Rules:

Only Boy x Girl (No Gender Neutral requests pls)

NO SMUT (or NSFW stuff)

No people who are a) real and b) already in a relationship (Examples: Markiplier, Chris Pratt, etc.) unless the request is platonic (Example: Jacksepticeye x daughter reader)

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Markiplier (All platonic):

Memories (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Streaming Troubles (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Voices (Depressed Daughter reader + Angst + Fluff)

Take Your Time (Anxious Adopted Teen Daughter + fluff)

I'm Right Here (Part 2 to "Take Your Time" - fluff + angst)

Not the Same (Teen Daughter Reader + Fluff + Hint of Angst)

Illinois Jones (AHWM):

Come Back (angst+fluff)

Murderplier (ISWM p. 2):

Love: The Imaginary Dagger (ANGST):

Darkiplier:

Dance With Me (Fluff)

Yancy (AHWM + ISWM p. 2):

Behind the Pen (Fluff + a little angst)

Wilford Warfstache:

Problems (Fluff and Angst)

Googleplier:

I Will Never Hurt You

Noiriplier:

Slices of Summer

Head Engineer Mack:

Enough

(-Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney-)

Miles Edgeworth:

A Second Chance? (Angst+fluff)

Phoenix Wright:

My Hero (Slight angst+blood+fluff)

(Dragon Ball)

Goku:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

Gohan:

I Can't Wait To See You Again (Fluff)

Goku Black:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

(Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Jotaro Kujo:

The Song You Are (Fluff)

Until We Meet Again (Fluff)

Doppio:

My Darling (fluff and angst)

(Yugioh)

Yugi Mutou:

Card Queen

(Marvel)

Tony Stark:

One Month

Bucky Barnes:

(Un)Happy Independence Day

HEAD-CANNONS:

Iplier Egos Love Languages

Iplier Egos Favorite Non-Video Games

Iplier Egos Feelings About Physical Affection / Pet Names

Iplier Egos Relate to Encanto Songs

Iplier Egos with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife (Trunks Edition)

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Hello! (Masterlist)

Welcome to my parlor~ I am your guide tonight into the land that is my writing blog. Please, take a seat. Writing is divided by safety, then character. Most are in second person, gender neutral, and short unless otherwise stated. Since only a few have actual titles, I have included either the first line or the first few lines of the piece instead.

Reblogs are much appreciated and help more than just likes! (Although I appreciate them, as well.)

SFW works

Things that anyone can interact with. If you are a minor that has somehow made it here, these are the safest stories to interact with.

Silver Downfall - Rating: T, 1693 words You traverse into the demon’s lair to slay it. Whether or not you succeed is another story. (The safest of all my fics and I think the most popular.) (Darkiplier)

"His shoe presses against your sternum, and you hiss at the heat against your chest.” (Darkiplier)

"I used to make do with the rabbits and the deer...but then I realized: Why should I just barely scrape by?" (Vampire Murdock dialogue)

Suggestive/Lemonish

Technically some of these are probably at the upper level of what could be considered teen, but idk if I’d show these to a minor. Thin ice, this category.

Darkiplier:

"How cute. You think you can run?" (First person, female reader)

“Then, your dream changes, melting from one to the next rather than a distinct cut. You’re lying down, on a bed, but you’re not sure where. You rub the fabric between your fingers—it feels so real; oddly real, impossibly so. More than last night’s.” 

Damien:

You tilt your head. “Is everything alright, sir?” He coughs. “Yes, quite alright.”

Murdock

"of COURSE i want a big sopping wet man coming after me" aka you decide to pull a prank on Murdock at the pool

Lemon—MINORS DNI

Darkiplier:

Ramble about wanting Dark to hypnotize me lol

“Tentacles. Sticky, dripping with some black unknown substance (although you have your suspicions—). It leaves a trail as it curls around your leg and travels upwards.”

“You peer around the corner into the office, and there he is, just as you thought. Dark wasn’t usually one to take a break when he started working.And that was the problem.” (Female reader, 1318 words)

“No but like Imagine how squirmy he'd be”

Dark spanks you (using dialogue from ahwm) (drabble)

“Who are you?” aka Dark gets you to drop for him (hypno, female reader, use of “maid”)

Dark has gone away. Ego Manor is surprisingly quiet. You’re starting to get antsy.

“How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”

Damien:

You are a servant, hired to clean the mayor’s office. Today is a tiring one, and you decide to take a nap. When you wake, you accidently hear something you shouldn’t. (1450 words)

Loki:

“Luckily, I can be very patient. The question is—”Loki leans in, smiling slyly.“—can you?” (First person)(I tagged this one as lemonish, but it’s really straddling the line, so it’s going here.)

Jotun Physiology Headcanon (with respect to one Loki Laufeyson)

Murderplier/Murdock:

Murderplier/Murdoch spicy headcanons

“Please don’t kill me!” (drabble)

“Murdock doesn’t ‘take naps’—or so he says.” (1201 words)

Experiment (660 words)

Murdock has a habit.

Haunted house fun :) (5k words)

Engineer Mark:

Technically

Miscellaneous:

The single Wilford x Reader/Dark x Reader hypno headcanon thing I wrote

Wilford hypno headcanon

“He pulls you onto his lap, gently but a bit too eagerly, and you barely set down the pitcher before you spill.” (Royal f/o x female reader)

Somno fic where you’re just waking up and mans be h*rny (male f/o x female/afab reader)

How they would react to you tying yourself up in ribbon as a gift for them: Actor and Dark

F/O somno prompt

Playfighting Headcanons (multi ego)

"Enjoying yourself, my little sex kitten?" (male f/o x reader)

F/O hypno dialogue prompt (uses "Master" and "little one")

"You didn't understand at first why your vampire f/o had a mirror above his bed."

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Prompts!

I’m taking in prompts for a variation of fanfics. I can do anything from reader inserts to ships, like destiel, ect. I can do ones from other fandoms I don’t know, but it may take longer😊

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Series

Halfrid (Platonic!Loki x Teen!reader) (On Hiatus)

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 

The Kid (Jacksepticeye and Markiplier Egos Series) (On Going)

The Kid // Inner Battle // Home // ???

Loki

Coriander (Writing Challenge)

La Vie En Rose (Requested)

The Mandalorian

A little family (Requested)

Is This Okay? (Requested)

Markiplier And Jacksepticeye (Egos)

If I wake up... (Darkiplier x Reader) (Requested)

Can I Help? (Darkiplier x Reader)

Anniversary (Damien x DA!Reader) (Requested)

You’re Safe With Me (Yancy x Reader) (Requested)

New Host (Evil!Jackieboyman)

Original Stories

Break Dance

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2

OC Related

The Supply Girl

The Only Man

I Was Like You Once

Killer Circus

Old v. New (Story Concept Development) (Spoilers)

Poems

Child of the world

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MASTERLIST

Requests are open for any of the fandoms ( Click ) (feel free to suggest one and I’ll let you know if I can) and if you want smut here’s what the limits are ( Click )

Festive Prompt List (Christmas) -> CLICK Prompt List (Spooky) -> TBA Prompt List (General) -> TBA

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Key - 

(S) - Smut

(F) - Fluff

(P) - Preference 

(I) - Imagine

(H) Headcannon

(A) Angst

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Marvel

Never Along - Tony Stark X Avenger!Reader (F)

Only You - Tony Stark X Reader (F)

Where Did Everybody Go? - Tony Stark X Ex-Hydra!Reader (A)

My Speedster - Pietro Maximoff X Reader (S)

Progress - Wanda Maximoff X Reader (F)

Natasha Romanoff taking care of you when you’re sick would include (H)

Sign Me Up - Frank Castle X Reader (F)

Family First - Frank Castle X Reader (F)

Her Habits - Trish Walker X Reader (F)

Trouble Find Me - Bucky Barnes X Hydra!Reader (F)

Bottom Of The River - Peter Parker X Reader (A)

Fix You - Peter Parker X Male!Reader (A) (F)

Peter Parker Fluff Alphabet (F)

X-gene - Logan Howlett X Reader (A)

Rock The Bed - Logan Howlett X Reader (S)

Psych 101 - Thor Odinson X Reader (F)

Running Out Of Time - Stephen Strange X Avenger!Reader (A)

The Walking Dead

Ambushed - Negan X Reader (F)

Defensive - Negan X Reader (S)

Moving On - Negan X Reader (F)

Pleading Innocent - Negan X Reader (F)

Under My Protection - Negan X Teen!Fem!Reader (F)

Dandelion - Negan X Reader  (pt. 2)  (pt. 3) (F) (A)

Freezing Storm - Negan X Reader (F)

Hunter Down - Daryl Dixon X Reader (F)

Panicked Love - Daryl Dixon X Reader (F)

Reality - Daryl Dixon X Reader (A)

Saved You First - Daryl Dixon X Teen!Fem!Reader (F)

My Way Or The Highway - Daryl DIxon X Reader (A)

Unbelievable - Rick Grimes X Reader (A)

Trust Issues - Aaron X Fem!Teen!Reader (F)

Friend On The Other Side - Aaron X Teen!Whisperer!Reader (F) (A)

Supernatural

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Creep - Dean Winchester X Reader (A)

Paper Crown - Sam Winchester X Male! Reader (F)

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Harley Quinn Being Jealous Would Include. . . (H)

My Hero Academia

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Let’s Hang Out Sometime - Tomura Shigaraki X Reader (F) (A)

Swapped - Shota Aizawa X Hero!Fem!Reader (F)

Please. . . - Shota Aizawa X Hizashi Yamada X Hero!Reader (A) (F)

Is Something Burning? - Shoto Todoroki X Reader (F) (A)

Gotham

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Harvey Bullock Being Jealous Would Include. . . (H)

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Lucifer

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Law & Order SVU

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The 100

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Grey’s Anatomy

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They Look So Pretty When The Bleed - Alex Karev X Reader (A) (F)

Soul Eater

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Seven Deadly Sins

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Dead To Me

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Orange Is The New Black

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Apple Pie Life - Maritza Ramos X Fem!Reader (F)

Found Me - Maritza Ramos X Fem!Reader (A) (F) 

American Horror Story

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Saying “I love you” to Mary Eunice first would include (H)

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YouTuber’s

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Markiplier (Egos)

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All I Want - Darkiplier X Reader (F)

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Aphmau Series’

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Until Dawn Session 3 - Chris Heartley X Reader (A)

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Alien Isolation Where Do You Think You’re Going? - Amanda Ripley X Reader (F)

Victorious

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[mark-dark-andmore]

Perfect | Darkiplier x Reader

a/n: IVE HAD THIS FOR A WHILE AND IM SORRY I LOVE IT

warnings: none?

summary: You’ve been hiding something for a while.

Her nervous pacing echoed throughout the house. She didn’t even know what to do, she didn’t know how to hide it anymore. Dark was coming home today and she didn’t know how to hide the secret anymore. It’s been five months since he’s been home and even though she wished that he could be here, she wished he wouldn’t come home. This shouldn’t be possible.

But, (Y/N) was excited. The little creature in her stomach was going to be five months along today, and she was showing. The small balloon decorations sat in the living room as her fingers tapped the small, black and gold box in her hands, trying to calm herself. Her eyes scanned the living room, the white and gold balloons made the black-themed room lively. The front door sat only teen feet from her, the eternity she had been waiting for her husband made her feel so empty even though she didn’t feel alone. He had to attend work across the world, and telling him that he’ll have a kid soon over text may not go over well. She held the box firmly, she felt as if she dropped it her whole world would collapse.

She heard the lock click and her whole body froze, as she watched the door be pushed open, revealing the figure. He bore a white button up that only had the top button undone, black dress pants and his signature glossy, black leather shoes. He stepped into the house and shut the door being him, looking back to (Y/N).

His gray eyes lightened when she smiled, he dropped his briefcase and suitcase before running straight to his wife. His hands were placed on her cheeks as he smashed his lips against hers. Their lips moved passionately before she pushed him gently away, meeting his eyes with her (y/e/c) ones.

“Welcome home, Dark.”

Dark looked down to her hands, and his eyebrows furrowed.

“You did not have to get me anything, darling.”

(Y/N) smiled, as his eyes met hers.

“Just open it.”

His gray hands took the small box from her (y/s/c) hands, and he opened it. He moved the lid from her eye sight, and she could see pink roses. A smile danced at her lips as she looked up to meet Dark’s confused gaze.

“Roses?”

“It’s a girl.”

“What’s a girl?”

Her hands grabbed his, letting the box fall to the floor before she moved his hands to set them on her belly. Their eye contact never broke when she said with tears in her eyes,

“Our baby, Dark. Our little girl.”

[some-dark-side-writing]

First Meeting

Apocalypse x reader

Being on the good side of a dangerous, manipulative, inhuman dark side would sound good, since you're in their good books and have some sense of protection in dark scary times, but it wasn't when they were needy shits like Darkiplier.

TEXT: Mr. Grouchy Pants

"Come over"

"It's 2 am duck you"

"That was autocorrect but you know what I meant"

"You'll find it interesting"

"I find my dreams interesting dark"

"I'll make your dreams night terrors if you don't get dressed right now Y/n."

"You gonna pick me up?"

"I'm actually dealing with the reason I'm calling your useless ass."

TIME: 2:13

"Antis coming over... you normally bring popcorn when I say that."

"I'll be right over"

When you arrived at the house you didn't even have a chance to knock before you were thrown over someone's shoulder and teleported 5 feet inside. A hand covering your eyes, an unnaturally low voice asked "What ya gonna do to wriggle out of this?" You swung your leg until your foot made contact with something soft and smiled as Anti dropped you to lean over in pain.

"Nice try Anti, you're gonna waste all your energy before Dark beats your ass." You told him, punching him on the shoulder, he punched you back, but harder "If you knew it was me... why did you kick me?!" He wheezed.

"Because I knew it was you." You smiled. Dark smiled at that too, only letting that emotion show when Anti was keeled over breathless, in fact it's why he'd bothered to get to know you in the first place.

"Y/n, thank you for coming-"

"You're not welcome" you interrupted, which you knew always rustled him "I was sleepy darkkkk." Anti brought you against his chest to rock you, giggling at your human fatigue. "Yes well this is important and for your safety. So I thought it best to tell you as soon as possible. And to show you so you weren't stupid enough to anger it."

"It?" You now paid attention, walking towards Dark so he could lead you to what he was alluding to. You didn't have to wait long through his background information before you could hear loud thumps against the metal door of Dark's panic room, that was usually unoccupied. "That, in there, is Apocalypse." He growled, banging back against the door once powerfully. "I rescued...it..from Gear, the mad scientist-"

"Who's mad for trying to mess with our pal here" Anti interrupted, swinging his hands round your shoulders from behind you.

"Multiple times." You added bitterly.

"I-" Dark announced loudly to get attention back to him "Saved the thing, but I don't want it anymore. It doesn't know how to follow orders."

"I would have gotten out anyway!" You heard in a booming voice, which made both you and Anti jump backwards slightly, and him curling his arms more round you for what you at first thought was protection. "And you thought I was a whiny teen." Anti laughed before you could ask with a raised eyebrow "So not an 'it' then?" Dark rolled his eyes but you didn't finish witnessing the roll because suddenly you felt Anti grip you tighter and before you knew it you had been dropped by him into the highly locked room of the creature even Dark couldn't control.

You gasped as you fell, you couldn't help it, it was freezing in there, compared to the warm well lit outside you'd just been in. You heard a sound from the corner of the room as you were dropped, a shuffling perhaps, and you couldn't help but be a little scared of what type of ungodly monster Dark could be hiding in here, a room you were now both trapped in, lightly hearing Dark's yells and Anti's run.

"H-hello?" You asked quietly, in case it was ready to pounce "I told you I wanted to be left alone!" He strode fast and sharply towards you, you covered your face with your arms as a reflex until 5 seconds had passed and you realised you hadn't been squished yet.

Forcing yourself to bring your hands down you got a better look at Apocalypse now he'd stepped into the dim light escaping into the room. What stood before you didn't look like a monster. Just a rather tall, rather muscly man, with steel eyes and curly hair. "Who are you?" He asked, gritting his teeth, obviously very agitated at having been locked away, seemingly for the second time after what Dark said about Gear. You wondered now, if he'd ever not been locked up.

"I-I'm Y-Y/n" you stuttered, taking a deep breath you held your hand out to him to try and keep things calm but he didn't seem to notice or understand because he walked closer to you, backing you into a wall and, while keeping distance for his own sake, you could feel his immense heat radiating from him compared to the chill of the room. "I meant, who are you to the fuck that locked me in here?"

He exhaled sharply through his nose and you scrunched your eyes reflexively at that. He saw you flinch, hard to miss when he was centimetres away, but didn't move, and you were too busy trying to find an answer to his question that wouldn't get you killed. 'Who were you to Dark?' 'A friend' he'd argue 'catharsis' you'd sometimes think, but this Apocalypse didn't seem to like your friend that much, and his gritted teeth and clenched fists didn't exactly sway you to answer freely. "I'm the one that keeps him in check." You answered, and it was the truth.

Apocalypse looked you over as he tried to read you, he'd never met anyone like you before, but he reckoned that was because he hadn't made an effort to meet that many people point blank.

"Did you pick that name yourself? Apocalypse?" He looked...strange, as you asked that. Head tilted and pupils dilating back and forth, luckily he'd stopped crushing his teeth together. "Don't remember." He grunted, turning to face away from you, crossing his arms and sure you weren't any possible threat to him.

"Because I wouldn't stick anyone with a four syllable name, I'm lazy and that's just too much damn effort." He grunted again but this time it was different, like he thought you spouting a weakness like being lazy was untacttical and surprising, yet almost beguiling. "Would you be cool if I called you A? I mean I come up with way more embarrassing names for Dark in there and I think it suits you ; A." You let the letter roll off your tongue, and hoped he'd turn around to give his approval, or at least not cave your skull in. "You can call me that." You smirked, wanting to get to know him better. "But only if you tell me his nickname, so I can call him it as I'm ripping his spine out through his head." A had a sort of fire in his eyes, one that excited you especially now he had somewhat less of a sour face accompanying him. "Oh A, do you think for a pain that big I only have one?" His fire grew bigger as did your smirk.

That was when the light blinded you and you felt two pairs of hands roughly grab you by the shirt and pull you out, closing the safety room door behind you, but A was less than a step behind and pushed against the two egos holding the door easily, ripping it off his hinges as you now noticed he was a lot taller than you either thought or remembered, at least half a foot bigger than the two and still growing.

"YOU!" A growled, his veins popping from his muscles and turning black in colour.

"Now n-now..."

A punched a hole through the wall which Dark wouldn't even let Anti touch with his 'filthy' hands and a shiver went through your body, having never heard Dark trip on his words, A's eyes black like oil as he growled at Dark. You leapt in front of A though as you saw Anti crouching on the ceiling, Dark's stutter only a distraction, and ignoring Dark's shouts as you got into vision, stood in front of A and put your hands on his arms, feeling the veins pulsing against your palms and his skin almost burning to the touch. "Y/n step back!" Dark warned, worried for his friends safety.

"No!" You said, luckily that got A to stop shaking so violently "Get down from there right now Anti!" You told him, A snarling as he looked up to spot where Anti was hiding.

Anti looked miserable at his missed opportunity for a fight, glitching to stand by Dark and scold you. "You heard what Dark said as he took us to see the prick didn't you y/n?! But you didn't hear what he said when I dropped you in there, that's why we rushed to get you out. It's not a toy! It's an uncontrollable killing machine!"

"HE-" you interrupted, angry yourself, "WAS CREATED TO BE ANGRY. You can't hold that against him!" Dark and Anti looked doubtfully at each other, then back to A who you couldn't see with your back to his chest. "Ease up and back off, okay?!"

Dark squinted at you, not liking when your temper rose since he was supposed to be the most stubborn one. Anti kept his eyes on the entity behind you the whole time, you didn't know what he was seeing, nor did you want to as your eyes did battle with Dark, but you turned as you felt his arms leave your grip, and A, smaller now and eyes normal, simply left the building, slamming the door behind him.

You sighed thankful because no one had gotten hurt, and after Anti checked A hadn't hurt you while you had been locked up and apologising for that 'prank', now he realised A's strength, he punched you on the shoulder for the second time today, for the same reason he apologised.

Dark looked uneasily in the direction A had left, surprised he'd just backed down like that, but thankful he was gone, while A stuffed his hands in his pockets as he got to the cold outside, tilting his face up to feel the rain against his skin to cool off, never having been allowed outside for too long he secretly relished in this, but he was uneasy like the three in the house he'd just left. Uneasy because now he wasn't completely sure that you weren't any possible threat to him, because he'd never backed down from a fight.

[mookoo-writes]

~LGBT+ Reader Request’s!~

In honor of pride month, I will open requests to celebrate! Whether it be going to a pride parade with your choice of character or having a Teen! Reader coming out of the closet (platonic, obviously). 

Disclaimer: I will do my research about the sexuality you request to make sure I get it right!

~Rules~ *Any part of the LGBT+ is welcome!!! *Please be specific in the request *Fluff and Angst/Fluff only *No Underage x Adults (Only if it’s platonic!)   

~Characters I will write for~

-Iplier Egos- Darkiplier Wilford Warfstache Google IRL Bing IRL Eric Derickson The Host Bim Trimmer Dr. Iplier King of the Squirrels The Jims twins Yandereiplier

-Septic Egos- Antisepticeye Jameson Jackson Marvin the Magician Chase Brody Jackieboy Man Henrik Von Schneeplestein

-My Hero Academia- Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead) Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

-Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles- Leonardo Raphael Donatello Michelangelo 

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[leighsartworks216]

Trauma (Songfic)

Darkiplier x DA!reader, Damien x DA!reader

I told y'all I got this idea and boy did I deliver

Based on the song Trauma by NF

Warnings: A N G S T

Word Count: 1171

Masterlist

Say you’re there when I feel helpless

If that’s true, why don’t you help me?

It’s my fault, I know I’m selfish

Stand alone, my soul is jealous

It wants love, but I reject it

Trade my joy for my protection

The mirror cracked, shattered. Staring back at you was your body, but… It twisted its head, left and right, cracking its neck. It paused for a brief moment after. It stared straight at you.

“Damien?”

Remorse reflected back in the dark voids where its eyes had been, but it was gone in a split second. It turned and left you behind. Your body, filled with others’ souls… They just left you in this mirror.

“Damien? Damien!” Your screams echoed painfully, bouncing off every corner of your prison. Your hands - did you even have hands anymore? - covered your ears. “DAMIEN!”

Your body, or whatever had become of it, did not come back.

You weren’t sure how long had passed before William was traipsing back in front of the mirror, downtrodden. He believed he hadn’t killed the detective or anyone. It seemed he was losing hope on that belief.

“Damien?” he called out, but his voice sounded echoey and distant. He spun around the center table, looking up toward the balcony you fell from.

Your hands banging on the glass fell on deaf ears. You slammed your palms against the barrier, hit knuckles on the cracks that trapped you there, but Wilford just slumped to the door and left without even a glance in your direction.

Grab my hand, I’m drowning

I feel my heart pounding

Why haven’t you found me yet?

I hold you so proudly

Traumas, they surround me

I wish you’d just love me back

You waited. And you waited. You watched with bated breath as the paint began to peel off the walls, as spiders spun their webs in abandoned corners, as dust collected on top of the table you were forced to stare at.

Nobody ever came back.

Instead of continuing to stare, you decided to distract yourself. You were stuck in here, after all. Who knew how long it would be before you got out?

You called out into the void to hear it echo, pretending it was somebody else. Every now and then you would sing, your echo singing back to you like some fucked up duet.

You closed your eyes and tried not to imagine someone showing up to break you out, but rather memories of your life before all the madness Mark’s party had brought. You would think of those long college nights, studying over your fifth cup of coffee; of doing practically the same thing as a district attorney. You remembered staying in the Mayor’s office a little longer than necessary during lunch breaks, telling stories and laughing. You could still see Damien’s smile…

You missed his smile.

Say you’re here, but I don’t feel it

Give me peace, but then you steal it

Watch them laugh at all my secrets

Scream and yell, but I feel speechless

Ask for help, you call it weakness

Lied and promised me my freedom

Time was slow, and cruel. You would remember the sound of a piano one day only to forget it the next. How did this song go? What were their names?

What’s my name?

The only name you could remember anymore was Damien’s. You repeated it to yourself like a mantra. Some small part of you continued to hope that you would see him again.

As time passed, so did your scenery. Every once and a while, people would enter the house - teens claiming it was haunted (not fully untrue) or real estate agents looking to make another deal. At one point, they cleaned it up really nice. It was almost like that night was back, drinking and playing poker.

But the mirror couldn’t be fixed.

You screamed and shouted until your throat was raw as they covered it with a sheet and tossed it into trash.

Grab my hand, I’m drowning

I feel my heart pounding

Why haven’t you found me yet?

I hold you so proudly

Traumas, they surround me

I wish you’d just love me back

Without being able to see, you couldn’t tell how much time was passing or even what was happening. You knew you were relatively safe in here - some teens had tried smashing your mirror further by throwing it on the ground but nothing happened, even when they took a hammer to it. You weren’t sure why.

Sometimes you’d catch little glimpses. Out of the corner, you could see the sky. You appreciated those moments more and more as they became less frequent. Time felt slow as you watched clouds pass overhead, or stars twinkling, only for the cloth to flip back over the mirror once again and leave you in the darkness of your void.

By the time you forgot what hunger and thirst felt like, and forgot your name and the name of your closest colleagues and friends, forgot what it was like to live, there no longer seemed to be hope that you would ever escape. Nobody wanted a broken mirror, no matter how ornate it looked. And even if they did, they couldn’t see you, no matter how much your knuckles bled or how raw your throat became.

Grab my hand, I’m drowning

I feel my heart pounding

One day, however, light suddenly streamed into your void. It was bright, but it was warm. You stepped up to the glass, for the first time in perhaps decades, and looked out into your new surroundings.

It was an office. A man sat behind a desk, but he was too far away for you to see clearly. Bookshelves lined the walls, comfortable-looking armchairs facing the desk for any visitors. The room reminded you of something… It was just there, tickling the back of your brain, but no amount of thinking on it could bring it to the surface.

The man was wearing a suit, that much you could tell. He seemed to be shuffling paperwork, signing things and slipping them into manila folders. You couldn’t hear too well what was going on either, as everything through the mirror sounded like it was being said through water, but someone must have knocked. He called them in, spoke to them for a moment, and then the other person was leaving.

He shuffled a few things away, tidying his desk. You watched eagerly as he began to approach the mirror. You couldn’t remember exactly who you’d been waiting for, but you knew you were waiting for someone. Could this be them?

His face entered the frame. He looked right through you as he adjusted his tie, folding his collar neatly over the fabric. He turned his head this way and that, checking his face for any imperfections. With one last breath, held in his chest, he nodded, and turned to leave.

That wasn’t… That wasn’t who you were waiting for.

Why haven’t you found me yet?

[mookoo-writes]

~Late Night With Darkiplier~ (Darkiplier X Anxious! Teen! Reader)

Fandom: Markiplier Egos Pairing: Darkiplier X Anxious! Teen! Reader (platonic) Warning(s): Platonic Reader, anxiety/panic attack, fluff

Anyway, please enjoy~

~~~~~Y/n P.O.V.~~~~~

This was a mistake.

I should have left while I could.

My friends said they were having a small party. Of course, my mind was thinking of about 6 people, but my friends decided to be dooshes. At first, it started out with the three of us, but then more and more people started coming. The party started to get crowded and wilder by the second. Of course, it wouldn't be a high school house party without beer and any kind of drugs they could get their hands on.

I am currently locked in the bathroom, not daring to go out into the sea of drunk and high teens. I could always call one of the egos to come to pick me up but they're all asleep.

Well, except for one.

Do I dare call Dark to come to pick me up from a party I didn't tell him about? Maybe he would understand. After all, he should know parties aren't really my thing. I would much rather stay at home playing video games and eat junk food all day then get high as shit off of the dollar store kush.

I look at my phone for the time. "1:48" I curse to myself, hoping Dark is still up. I took a deep breath as I hit the call button. I gave a shaky breath as I waited for him to pick up.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" I heard Dark's annoyed voice through the phone. "H-hey demon dad #1. Hows-hows your night going?" I shakily asked, trying to sound casual. "Don't try to flatter me, that never works. What's wrong?" Dark asked. He knew something was wrong by my voice. Of course, I didn't even try to hide my nervousness from him. He would find out one way or another.

"You know how I was going to hang out with my friends for a small get together?"

"Yes."

"Well, that 'small' get together turned into a teen rave party with probably over 100 people. I may or may not have locked myself in the bathroom." I explained on the phone. I could hear a sigh with some shuffling coming from the other end. I can feel my body starting to shake more furiously than before. For me, talking to Dark was never easy. I had a sense that I was always bothering him in some way. Eather I was casually talking to him or I was just standing in the same room.

"I will be there in 5"

I gave a small thank you as I hung up and shoved my phone in my pocket. I could feel the tears prick up in the corners of my eyes as I sat next to the bathtub. My chest began to feel heavy while my breathing quickened. I dug through my backpack I brought to try and find my earbuds/headphones. As I vigorously shoveled my hand through the bag, I found what I was looking for and pulled them out as quick as I can. I untangled the thin wire and plugged it into the device.

I let the soothing music flow through my ears as I pull my hood over my head. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath as I cradled myself from what lurks beyond the bathroom door. Tears rolled down my face leaving spots on my sleeves. I try to focus on the soft lyrics of the song but it was sort of hard to do while there was loud banging on the door.

Wait.

I snatched my earbuds/headphones out and started to panic while someone angrily knocks on my protective barrier that shields me from the outside world. My breathing quickened as the knocking got louder and more vigorous.

'No no no, please go away. Not here, not now. Please get here soon Dark.'

The doorknob wiggled.

'No please leave me alone.'

Pounding on the door.

'Don't come in! Please give up and walk away!' My fast breaths turned into hyperventilating as I sat in the tub trying to hide myself. My hands were covering my ears as my body shook. It felt like an invisible figure sat on my chest trying to suffocate me. More tears spilled from my eyes on to my cheeks.

There was a loud thud as I felt arms wrap around me and lift me up. I look up to see Dark with a stern look on his face. His red and blue 3D effect grew as the ringing became louder and louder until it fully blocked the music and laugher out. I didn't know what to do besides snuggling my head in his chest. That's just what I did.

My shaking form was beginning to relax as Dark walked out of the house. He set me in the passenger's seat of his car and quickly got into the driver's seat. My breathing was still heavy but not as bad when I was in that stupid house. I curled up in the seat and watched the buildings fly by as we drove off into the night.

As we came up on the street the house was on, dark didn't slow down. Instead, he drove right past. "Where are we going?" I turn toward the dark entity. We came to a stop at a stop sign and Dark turned to me. "I figured I would... make you feel better by taking you to a cafe. It's late at night and nobody will be there besides ourselves." I gave a soft smile as the car started moving again.

We arrived at a small cafe that is open 24/7. The both of us walked in and took a seat in one of many empty booths. A waiter came and took our order. Dark got a plain black coffee while I ordered a (drink). There was a silence between the two of us until I spoke.

"Sorry"

"What are you apologizing for?" Dark asked, confused. "For bothering you all the time." I fiddled with the sleeves of my hoodie.

The waiter came back with our drinks in hand. She placed them on the table and walked off. "Since when have you ever bothered me." Dark raised an eyebrow. I took a nervous sip of my drink. "You are one of the only people that haven't annoyed me in any way, and that's saying something."

"Really?" I was surprised. I knew he was being honest because he usually is forward with his hatred toward someone. Dark nodded as he took a drink of his coffee. Feeling better about myself, I gave a bright smile.

We both talked for a while as we enjoyed the nice silence of the cafe. We usually never get this kind of quiet at the house. It's always hectic there.

I leaned back into my seat as I felt comfortable, but not totally comfortable. I needed someone to vent to about my friends and maybe get some advice. Someone that's not fully male.

"Um, Dark?" Dark gave a soft hum. "Do you think I could talk to Celine?"

Dark paused mid-sip at the question. He carefully set the mug down on the table and folded his hands. "What's your reasoning?" Dark raised an eyebrow. I swallowed nervously as I answered. "I just needed advice from a female figure, is all." I sunk back into my seat as I waited for him to answer. Dark sighed and gave a small nod. I watched as his 3D effect became fully red. Dark opened his eyes. Instead of seeing his pitch black eyes, they were red. Not a bright, blood red, but a smooth and warming shade of red.

They blinked a couple of times until their focus was on me. "Hey their Y/n, It's nice to talk to you again." There was a more feminine voice mixed into the echo. She gave me a warm smile. "It's nice to finally have some kind of female interaction. I don't have a lot of that back home." Celine giggled. "So, what are we gossiping about?" She leaned closer into the table. I gave a frustrated grown. "My friends are dirtbags." "What did they do?" I rested my head in my hand as I leaned on the table. "They have been awful in the past few weeks. They make me late to my classes, steel my food, I'm pretty sure they're talking behind my back right about know, and the stupid party they didn't tell me about!" I laid my head on the table in frustration. "You might need to find some new friends." "You think?" Celine gave a confident nod as she stood up and pulled my arm to pull me out of my seat. "You seem frustrated. I know a place that always calmed me down." Celine threw some money on the table and marched out of the door and into the car. I hopped in and buckled myself up while she did the same.

We were driving for a while until we came to a stop at a hill full of flowers. The both of us got out of the vehicle. Celine linked her arm with mine and led me to a particular spot that was lit up with some sort of glowing rocks in a form of a circle. "What is this?" I said in awe. "Damien, William, and I came here sometimes to get away from the world. It is just as beautiful as I remembered." Celine smalled as she plucked some of the flowers. I did the same with some red and blue flowers.

I was snapped out of my concentration on weaving the stems when I felt something placed onto my head. I reached out to touch what was placed on my head and felt a bunch of flowers in a row. I smiled and continued my flower crown.

I placed the last flower in its place and looked at it proudly. Celine looked like she was spacing out so I carefully placed the crown on her head. She jumped but started giggling as she felt what was on her head. Her giggling started to turn into chuckling as her red area started to fade into blue. I thought Dark was coming back but the blue started to glow brighter than the red.

"Y/N!"

I was pulled into a massive hug as we fell back into the flowers. I was laying on his chest while he was hugging me tightly. "It's wonderful to see you again!" I laughed as I hugged back.

"It's nice to see you to Damien."

I was going to get up but Damien squeezed me tighter in his arms. I giggled while snuggling into his chest. "How have things been?" He asked. I sighed and buried my face in his coat. "Okay, I guess." "That doesn't sound too convincing. tell me what's wrong." I look up at the mayor. "I guess it's just stress from everything that's been happening," I answered truthfully. I look into Damien's soft blue eyes. "Don't let the pain of the world get to you. Everything will be over soon, I promise." I gave a tired smile as I lay my head back onto his chest. "Thank you." was the last thing I said before sleep consumed me.

~~~~~3rd P.O.V.~~~~~

As you fell asleep, Damien smiled down at you. "Your welcome."

The blue area started to face into its normal size along with the red. Dark's eyes turned black as he blinked a few times. He looked around and then at you. A small smile formed on his face as he gently picked you up.

He carefully walked back to the car and set you in the passenger's seat. Dark drove home in silence, glancing at you to make sure you were comfy or awake.

As Dark brought you into the house, he made sure everyone was still asleep. He took you to your room and carefully removed your shoes and placed you in bed.

Before leaving, Dark threw a blanket over your sleeping form and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.