#darkiplier canon

[alcordraws]

The thing is that. I am so unwell about darkiplier however it's very specific to the way Mark writes him so every time I want Dark content I look up very specific meta and fanart or I just rewatch who killed markiplier

[boobookiss]

hey so

*Femmes your darkiplier*

[trashbag-usa]

it feels like a lot of people have given up on fully connecting ISWM/Engie Mark to the wider lore (aka WKM) since IRL Mark straight up told us he wasn't Actor.

but not only am i a stubborn son of a bitch, but yknow what Mark also said?

"Engineer Mark isn't Actor Mark, but Actor Mark just might be Engineer Mark."

so hear me out, y'all.

preamble; if you saw this in a yt comment section, no you didn't. (that was also me i didnt steal this i prommy-)

i have this entirely insane theory about iswm that Engineer Mark is actually Damien, but only sometimes.

the most obvious places i can spot him is in the abandoned ship with the candles ("captain needs their sleep" and whatnot), as Old Mark (specifically in the empty diner), and most definitely as the "Mark" we see as part of the finale, the one who realizes he was wrong.

Actor is allergic to admitting fault so I Don't Believe That's Him.

this explains the thematic focus on sleep and rest in these scenes, things told to Damien and told to US by DARK several times.

("Don't remember" anyone?)

speaking of Dark, it explains why he isn't there. we DO however see the suspiciously Darkiplier-esqe Ms. Whitacre, which it isn't controversial to say atp is CLEARLY Celine.

that is, until the universe does its final kablooey and Dark as we know him, Damien attributes and all, comes to take the warp-crystal.

and besides, think about it.

given Actor's whole goal in all this, as laid out in the Damien Project, do you REALLY think he would write a story in which all problems arise from HIS OWN NEGLIGENCE? NO!

that would make him a villain, and all he ever wants is to be portrayed as the hero, literally for eternity!

but you know what i think he would do? set up a farce for the most troublesome of his "co-stars".

you, the viewer, want genuine choices? you want to have some real control over the story? some responsibility? FINE.

everyone looks to you, but under your leadership everything goes wrong, no matter what. you don't know why, but you're actively villinized and the harder you try to go back and fix things, achieve an "ending" on your own, the more people HATE you. the more the thought that maybe there IS something wrong with you specifically will stick in your mind as a possibility.

all these options, but none of them "right", creating MORE suffering instead of fixing it just to find that ever elusive end.

damien wants control of the narrative? he wants his old friend, you, the District Attorney to be released from his eternal story and given back to him? FINE.

here's his role back in earnest, given the possibility to engage and choose instead of intrude and twist like usual.

(yes, i do think Damien/Engineer is genuinely going down his own hopeless path while we find our own. in one of the descriptions leading to the final "Hold On/Let Go" confrontation, it says "you're not the only one making choices. you're not alone, you never were".)

he is allowed to fight for the safety of others, side by side with his closest companion, just as they did when they were alive.

BUT, the twist is Damien becomes a genuine villain. in his quest to do the altruistic thing and help at all cost, he is personally responsible for the death of LITERALLY EVERYONE EVER.

this is a personal hell for someone like Damien, as seen from WKM, all he ever seemed to want was help others and guide them towards peace.

for his actions/leadership to fail so unthinkably catastrophically, seems like the exact hell a bitter Actor would want to subject his "old friend" to for meddling. :/

Actor sets the stage for a theatrical punishment game. Mayor and Attorney, together again, taking an impossibly long stay in a personally crafted hell for the horrendous crime of ever even thinking they'd be worthy of ✨️staring roles✨️.

Actor turns you two against each other, and once Damien is brough down to the depths of despair and you have finally learned that true responsibility can lead to catastrophic, painful results, we're brought back to our proper places.

you go to a proper ending, with the Engineer role now being played by Actor once and for all, and Damien once again becomes part of Darkiplier, pocketing the warp-crystal to plant on the box in Heist.

Engineer isn't Actor, it's a role he plays when it suits him and his goals, to make his enemies suffer. he's willing to be Damien's understudy, if only for this purpose.

but at the end of the journey, Actor becomes Engineer to take in the fruits of his labor. ..and maybe invite you to a Heist while he's at it.

BUT HEY, THAT'S JUST A

very long winded """theory""" that is pretty much only insane fanfiction-

[hiding-under-the-willow]

And then the silly crossover gets considerably less silly lmao

Sometimes you fuck around with the intent to find out and then unfortunately you do in fact find out, or, in other words, Dark doesn't exactly appreciate the Captain's attempt at spying

[ratt-teeth]

I have no reason for making this other than I wanted to combine two of my favourite things, but if I ever decide to make a comic for Maggie’s story this would make a dope cover

[sprucedarkstache]

"Is someone in the crowd the only thing you really see?

Watching while the world keeps spinning round.

Somewhere there's a place where I find who I'm gonna be -

somewhere that's just waiting to be found."

[ask-bing-and-the-g-unit]

Eric watched as Dark laid out newspapers along the tub. Such a fine tub — so clean. The cat wilted, ears pressing down as he thought about having to- to- to go to the bathroom. He shuddered at the very thought. Eating, going to the bathroom. Awful, awful, awful. He shook himself again, and he then noticed the start hairs that flew off of him. He was making a mess.

A long, low mewl of disconcertion came from his throat, and Dark looked over with confusion. After a moment of hesitation, they reached over to rub his head. Eric had quickly learned this soothed Dark as much as it felt good for Eric. “It’s just temporary. I doubt that this will last long. No more than a week.” Eric certainly hoped it would be shorter. A week? Unable to make sure everyone was okay? Unable to clean??? The world will fall to disarray! Chaos! Discord! Madness!

Dark was quiet as they rubbed his soft ears, then letting their hand run along his back slowly. Eric crept closer until barely pressed against their side and settled his head on their leg. His ears swiveled at every subtle crack and pop of their body, upset rising in Eric’s throat.

“Come along,” they sighed, standing carefully as more bones crackled against Eric’s ears. “You should be able to sleep through most of it, I would think. We’ll get you settled on the bed.”

Eric’s little pink nose wrinkled at that. He had seen the bed on the way in: crumpled and messy. It would need to be made before anything. He scampered off the ledge of the tub and sprinted ahead of Dark who startled at the the suddenness.

The cat leapt onto the bed and promptly collapsed with a less-than spectacular landing before pushing himself back up onto his paws. He stumbled across the foam mattress, but he had set himself to a task. Using his mouth (awful, terrible, so many germs, he hated this), Eric began his tedious undertaking of making the bed. Dark finished shuffling their way to stand in the doorframe to the en suite, watching with both amusement and bemusement. Each step that the cat took grew more confident by the meticulousness of walking back and forth to straighten the sheets just right.

Eric not moved to trek over to grab the next layer but rather froze, a paw hovering over the ‘pristinely’ placed sheets. He would– He would wrinkle it! Ruin it! The bed will fall to disarray!! Eric shrank back, tail between legs as he bumped the headboard. He couldn’t finish the bed without ruining it. An upset warble (?) sat in his throat, and he circled to hide in the pillows with a whimper.

All of this was terrible! Couldn’t cook, couldn’t clean, couldn’t even make a bed! He whined beneath the pillow, too upset to silence himself. While the cat fell into despair, Dark sighed and shuffled to Eric, dragging themself over by their cane. Their free hand moved with slight movements, and the rest of the covers drifted into the air by Dark’s will and made themselves on the mattress. Eric’s hairs stood on end and led him to peeking his head out as his nerves were now on edge.

The brown of his irises bloomed with dilated pupils as the magic finished making the bed. Clean! Neat! CREASELESS AND WITHOUT WRINKLES!!! He started trembling? and he whipped his head to find the source, stumbling out from behind the pillows as his chest continued rumbling.

A grey hand settled on his head, causing Eric to look up at Dark who rubbed — oh, that feels really nice — his ears. “Glad to have your approval,” they chuckled — also very nice; had he ever heard Dark chuckle before? — which only confused the former android more. How did they know that he liked the made bed?

Eric chirped at them in approval; this seemed to interrupt the strange vibrations for a moment, so he chirped again, only for the rumbled to resume. A little frustrated, he chirped over and over, worry crossing Dark’s face as he continued. “Are you… hiccuping?” Eric shook his head, his purrs overtaking him again when he stopped. “Okay, sleep as much as you can. It’ll help make the time go by faster.”

[watchthekittycatcher]

I love wolverine so much I think there's probably something wrong with me I haven't been this obsessed with a fictional man since I was in middle school

[ghostlykestrel525]

From Shadows

the chaos is expanding. i'm branching out into the Ipliers, bitches. so to briefly look back on my headcanons for how Nate's demonic egos would have made their first appearances - i reckon that reaction was probably the calmest. the bois were chill about it, they didn't try anything scary, they just kinda Showed Up. ohohoho boy was Darkiplier not so polite in his arrival. i think he can to some degree control the shadows around him. this includes being able to step in and vanish and basically use them like a personal highway to wherever the hell he wants. which, if you're Markiplier and this fucker just randomly emerges from the dark... is gonna be kinda terrifying the first couple times. -=-=-=-

In his defence: most people would be alarmed if a grey-scaled version of themselves in a suit had stepped out of the shadows. The screaming, flailing, and scrambling backwards in the world’s worst impression of a spider were understandable enough that they weren’t a crime.

It was the throwing everything he could get his hands on at the approaching demon that was a terrible plan. Anything and everything. Most of his projectiles missed, the demon deftly avoided the rest as if it were nothing more interesting than walking uninterrupted across the room. His eyes never wavered. Pitch-dark, blacker than spilt ink, devoid of any sympathy and seemingly of a soul, so intense was the stare. It was the creeping chill that make everything worse. Darkness seemed to pool around the creature, sapping all semblance of warmth and light out of the area, as if his existence alone was draining away the colour of the world around him. The ice was so potent it seeped into Mark’s bones as he cowered, having flattened himself into a corner entirely by accident, clutching for something else to fling at the malevolent presence. The final projectile went hurtling through the air – aimed surprisingly well, flying in an arc that would have ended in direct impact with the demon’s face. Squeak! The plush dog toy screamed in protest as it was caught in a crushing grip, the demon’s hand snapping up to catch the offending object less than a foot away from the collision with his face. Slowly, he lowered it, looking distinctly peeved at having been attacked with a dog toy, of all things. The plushie let out another miserable squeak as it hit the floor, and the demon stepped over it, observing Mark with a cold, but not entirely unfriendly look. When he spoke, it rang with three voices together; speaking in unison, although one was considerably louder than the other two. It almost seemed to resound from somewhere within Mark’s skull, rather than the demon’s vocal cords. “Are you finished crying, human?” -=-=-=-=-=-

[darealsaltysam]

i think my fave headcanon about dark is that somewhere between markiplier tv and heist/space celine recovered and her and damien started controlling dark together so now every time he even takes a breath the two of them have to agree on it

like who’s idea was it to switch to a white suit. who fixed up the atrocious eyeliner. who wanted to lay across the table in heist. who told anti to kill himself within 5 seconds of meeting him. like its all so funny to think about

[weirdmixofweirdness]

It’s officially been 6 years since we’ve been on our date with Markiplier.

What was your first ending/“canon ending” (if you remember it)?

I think mine was the Darkiplier ending. I remember thinking I was picking who I would spare instead of who I’d be shooting! (Past Arden was big dumb for that one!)

[lailakotori]

Masterlist (Canonxreader)

☂︎The umbrella academy

One-shot

Deep Down | Five (Coming soon…)

Headcanon

Five meet y/n’s brother | Yan!Five x Dumb!reader

Sparrow!reader | Yan!Diego x sparrow!reader

☯︎Markipiler Egos

One-shot

Coming soon…

Headcanon

Shy and talk least reader | Wilford x GN!Reader

Tomboy reader | Yancy x Tomboy!Fem!reader

Snake owner!Reader | Illinois x GN!Reader

Illinois is noir!mark’s grandchild | Illinois x GN!Reader

♕︎DreamSMP

One-shot

Coming soon…

Headcanon

Coming soon…

[strawberryamanita]

The two ends of the spectrum of Darkiplier's gender being are

1. The personification of a glitchstep remix of the entire Black Parade album

and

2. A sapient woodchipper in a fitted suit

And honestly? It serves

[teacuphoneybee]

getting into tsams has reminded me how badly i always wanted more in character ego lets plays!! as much as i Love all of the higher production stuff and lore, goddamn it wouldve been awesome to have seen more vids like henrik yelling at bio inc or wilford playing slender just for Funsies

[lounaticm]

How about Damien and Dark separately for the blorbo bingo?

(Damien is the lighter color, Dark is the... darker color lol)

With how I view Dark as just being Damien, most of my feelings about him is the same for both past version and present version of him. To no surprise to anyone who's seen me post or tag anything about him, I have Thoughts™ and Feelings™ about the bestest of boys. Only some ever-so-slight ball-dropping from the writer, nothing major. And I definitely didn't fill in a certain top square with a particularly pointed look, whatever do you mean? lol

And hey, I got a bingo! Hell yeah! Of course it would be for him lol

[ratt-teeth]

Dooble

This image has plagued me for weeks I had to get it out of my head