#eric derickson

[abyssal-zone-stares-back]

For a little fic, what about Eric and going to one of those farms where you can pick your own stuff (apples, corn, etc.) and having a grand old time, maybe petting some animals? Male or gn reader perhaps? -W

You turn around to look at Eric and see him shivering slightly. It seems the sweater he’s wearing isn’t thick enough to protect him from the chill. You wordlessly pull off your jacket and put it around his shoulders. He protests immediately. “Hey, n-no this is yours, I won’t t-take it from you.”

You can’t tell if his stutter is from the shivering or his natural nervousness. “Eric, I’ve lived here my whole life, I’m used to the chill. You aren’t, now keep it.” You gently push the jacket back into his hands and he puts it on, the leftover warmth from you wearing it still lingering on it. You turn back to continue walking, noticing him snuggling deeper into the jacket out of the corner of your eye.

“Eric, what apples do you want next?” He looks up at your question. “What apples, um, the sweet ones?” You nod. “The sweet ones it is,” You aren’t exactly sure what counts as a sweet apple but you know that it is not the granny smith ones. Red delicious perhaps? They’re pretty sweet.

You lead the way down the rows of trees, reading the signs to find the apple you’re looking for. You pause for a second, pulling Eric down an aisle to let a hayride pass. The two of you picking a few of the apples there and putting them into the bag, you continue on your way.

You don’t find the apples you’re looking for because you decide to go back. Eric is shivering again. “Eric,” He turns to you, an apple in his hand. “I’m getting cold, do you want to head back and get some hot chocolate or something? I think they have bunnies we could pet.”

“Y-yeah, that sounds nice, do you think they have cider?” “It would be weird if an apple orchard didn’t have cider.”

[shyyandere44]

I’m feeling soft so you’re forced to put up with it.

So Yandere.. he’s not having the best time right?

In meetings he just doodles in his diary which was normal but his doodles.. were all broken hearts, even randomly tearing out pages and lighting them on fire in the middle of Dark’s monologue which he didn’t take kindly to-

If it isn’t for food he won’t leave his room either, and Google went as far as installing a hidden motion detector.. it wouldn’t go off for long periods of time, prompting the discussion of.. vital monitors being placed on him.

Eric.. poor Eric just moved in, and on the first day had to witness.. the breaking point.

It was just supposed to be a simple conversation between Yan and Dark- trying to address the situation in the kitchen as Eric walked in for cereal.

It didn’t turn out so simple.

Eric didn’t even understand what happened because of how fast it was- all he knew was that Yan threw dark at a wall hard enough to break through it before jumping on top of him and was trying to stab him with a steak knife.

Eric had to call the only name he knew- The second in command, Wilford. Screaming out of fear for him to hurry, to which he did- along with almost everyone in the house.

Yan thrashed.. unnaturally, managing to somehow even escape the robotic grip of Google- not even hesitating when Wilford got out his gun- dark had to have host help him up while Wilford and Yancy held onto the rabid redhead as Edward- or as he’s commonly known as Dr. Iplier- had to stab a sedative into him strong enough for to put even dark down, everyone yelling for Yan to stop- the struggle continues until finally his body couldn’t resist the drugs… his hand going limp and dropping the knife.

An unnatural silence falls the room.

Eric’s first introduction to Yandere.

Dark was lucky he could heal easily when left alone… and now they have to figure out what to do with Yandere.

He’s going feral without something to obsess over.. everyone knows it, but they can’t bring his crush back to life. To give him another one is.. dangerous.

A voté is casted

Yandere is on house arrest, being locked into his room and restrained with a mouthpiece- or muzzle as he calls it- keeping him from biting.

Keeping him like a caged animal.

At least… until they can figure out a solution.

Eric was placed on the afternoon shift, thinking it would be the safest as his time slot is between dark and host.

It would be an awkward first visit.

“Hi! I know I-I haven’t.. exactly gotten the right opportunity to introduce myself, my name’s Eric! I.. like your hair!”

He’d be met with silence, just like everyone else. Eric would cower to his glaring red eyes, not entirely convinced the restraints could hold the power he witnessed his first day.

Two days had passed.

Eric was watching as the man he would watch become less outwardly agressive, seeming to just stare at the wall and stay still, scaring Eric to an extent causing him to watch for the other’s breathing. He had mentioned the strange behavior to Dark but his concerns were dismissed, stating that Yan was probably just scheming for a way out. Eric knew he may be naïve but.. he felt sorry for Yan.

The others still had concerns over letting Yan roam free again, while Edward would counter the longer they held him like this the worse his mental health would deteriorate.

A vote would be casted.

And starting at the end of the month, his mouth piece would be removed, yet his restraints would remain, only to be removed for Edward’s checkups with Wilford’s direct supervision.

Eric didn’t like that phrasing, because he knew this ‘supervision’ was more like a bodyguard for Edward, having a gun trained on Yandere to ‘neutralize’ if something went wrong.

But it went into effect just as stated, with Eric seeing the Yandere’s face for the first time since the incident- and he couldn’t decide if this was a good or bad thing.

His expression always seemed unreadable, having no human emotion at all times- the only time he seemed to open his mouth was to yawn- which didn’t help Eric’s case as his paranoia made him imagine all the horrific things his sharp teeth could do to Eric given the chance.

Despite his worries, Eric was determined to get him to speak. All he had ever heard from the others was that it was higher pitched- that his laugh always sounded manic and too enthusiastic. Yet all Eric ever saw was a cold, detached husk restrained and probably uncomfortable.

“I know.. you’re probably not going to like this but I went into your room- I gotta say I loved your decor! And I saw you had cool manga on your shelves, you really do have great taste.”

He’d always say these things with a smile, wanting to give this Yandere a much needed friend as the others seemed to outcast him..

Yet Yandere would never respond, not even bothering to meet his gaze. Uninterested in what he was saying as his own thoughts seem to held him hostage.

Eric would keep talking to him with no response, until eventually he changed strategies.. saying nothing at all, treating Yandere the same way he’d treat a cat.

He’d often bring in a book or perhaps his gameboy to keep him entertained, not even acknowledging he was sharing the same space as the Yandere, going out of his way to seem as relaxed as possible.

It was time consuming, sure, but one day when he looked up he saw Yandere actually looking at him with curiosity, leaning to see him closer only to look away when Eric caught him.

It may not have been much, but it was a win for him, and he’d leave his session excited.

Then one day, Eric would walk into the room to see Yandere.. seeming irritated. Moving his head in a weird whip over and over leaving Eric confused until he saw what was bothering him- his hair stuck defiantly over his face, about to get into his eyes.

“Is that.. bothering you?”

Eric would ask hesitantly, feeling bad that Yan couldn’t fix it due to his restraints- and surprisingly, after looking at Eric for a while, would slowly nod.

“Do you.. want me to fix it for you?”

He’d ask again, still in awe he got a response and actual acknowledgement.

Yandere seemed to be confused by the question, looking towards the door and all around the room- probably realizing it truly was only Eric in the room, leaving Eric in an awkward silence before nodding.

“Just d-don’t… don’t give them any reason to not let me visit you.. ok?”

Eric would request, and to his surprise he got another nod.

His gentle hand would touch Yan for the first time and he flinched, but… slowly went back to Eric’s hand.

Eric wouldn’t wait for him to change his mind, pushing his soft red hair behind his ear,

“There.. a-all better.”

This was the closest he’s ever been to the Yandere, and even with every violent incident he’s seen so far… he can’t bring himself to cower in fear. Even with those red eyes staring deep into his soul like some feral demon. And to his surprise.. The Yandere was the first to look away

In their two months together that had never happened.

Finally he would give him the distance he was probably wanting.

Eric admittedly scared to push it too far.

For the rest of his time he’d be reading the book he started to read a couple of weeks ago, in the beginning he just read it in the awkward silence between his watch but then.. he noticed the Yandere’s eyes looking at the mirror next to him, eyes squinting- he was trying to read what he was reading.

Once Eric figured that out he was happy to read it out loud for him, which seemed to keep him entertained as his eyes almost seemed inquisitive

Host would always be the next shift after, which he’d learn to like. Originally the narrator hated having to waste time with what he described as a foaming at the mouth beast but eventually his tone would change, instead stating the Yandere would seem.. more distant than agressive.

Dark was anything but happy to hear that.. being concerned for Eric’s safety. He’d start cutting their time shorter and shorter

Eric would begin to notice Yandere would start to almost look sad as Eric would leave- it was nice to a certain extent but also made him feel terrible.. starting to promise he’d be back and not to worry.

Yancy was always the one to bring him snacks and drinks, but once dark started enacting his policy about Eric’s schedule.. Yan began to refuse to take it. On the first day it didn’t concern him, thinking maybe he just didn’t feel good and he’d leave it for later- but after day three he became concerned.

Eric would notice Yandere would seem more tired and weak throughout their visits, and when Yancy finally told him of Yan’s diet he truly became concerned.

Dark tried to encourage Eric not to worry about it, and that Yandere has done this in the past with him usually going back to normal within a few days- but deep down Eric wasn’t convinced.

Eric would walk in again for his visit, and Yandere actually perked up when he came in, having a good mood for the first time in a while- if Eric didn’t know what he knew he would’ve been over the moon with his progress but.. he knew he had to confront this negative behavior before it got worse.

“Yan.. you know I’m here for you.. right?”

the atmosphere in the room suddenly wasn’t as pleasant- and Eric watched as Yandere seemed to piece together Eric wasn’t in a playful mood as he had hoped.

“And while.. the others may have mixed feelings about you, I want what’s best for you. I want you out of here one day.”

Eric then watched as Yandere seemed to be really confused, even tilting his head. This was when he finally decided to spit it out.

“You haven’t been eating anything Yancy brings you for the past few days. Why.”

It was quiet in that room, as it seemed Yan didn’t even breathe- looking at the ground for a while before looking at Eric with a sorrowful look In his eyes. It was a message, Eric knew that, but one he couldn’t convey.

“They’re.. they’re gonna keep you here longer if you keep doing this Yan. I’m just trying to help you, I really am- but I don’t know how. Please just- tell me what changed, tell me what’s wrong.”

And to his unfortunate reality.. Yandere would say nothing, looking down, leaving Eric frustrated as he decided to just leave- walking out the door and closing it behind him, telling dark he had something to do and that dark can fill in.

Laying in bed that night Eric didn’t feel good about what he did. It was out of frustration- anger at the fact that even after everything he did for Yan it wasn’t enough for him to gain trust. He thought.. maybe he’d managed to create a unique relationship with him.

It just wasn’t the case.

……or so he thought.

He’d wake up, going downstairs to the now repaired kitchen to overhear Yancy and Host’s conversation.

“Guess Dark was right about him breaking after a couple of days, It was like magic- this morning he ate with no problem.”

“The host believes that dark spoke to the other regarding his behavior, most likely threatening him with punishment due to Dark’s character traits. But the host won’t think too much into it, he’s just ready for the Yandere to be treated normally again so he can go back to having a social life.”

It.. was weird to Eric. He’d have his bowl yet he suddenly didn’t feel hungry as his stomach flipped.

Was he.. responsible for this?

He’d.. be anxious as the time for him to see Yandere got closer, not knowing what to think or believe. But he’d go in, opening the door to his temporary.. well- cage, only managing to convince dark to let him in at the expense of cleaning up the trash.

Yandere’s eyes would meet his, and for a moment Eric held still- having that initial fear he’s had since the beginning appear, but he didn’t break his eye contact, standing his ground, all until he made it to his little comfy chair.

“..I overheard Yancy this morning. Apparently you.. had no problem.”

Yandere has never held such an intense stare at Eric like this before, it made Eric undeniably uncomfortable.

“Did you.. actually listen to me yesterday?”

He’d ask with uncertainty, just wanting to get some kind of answer-

Unfortunately he’d get one.

Not exactly the one he anticipated but..

Eric got one.

Eric couldn’t help but describe it to be like a dog trained to ‘smile’ with their razor sharp teeth, one that humans recognize as friendly yet deep down its predatory.

A smile so wide it was unnatural.

Eric won’t lie, it took everything inside him not to call him out for how freaking scary it looked and beg for him to stop it. He’d swallow down the lump in his throat, starting to remind himself that he was restrained, unable to hurt him.

“…I’ll take that as a yes.”

Perhaps Yan got the reaction he wanted, because his face would shortly go back to the unreadable expression he usually wore- one that Eric has learned not to fear. Eventually he’d shake his fear off, feeling guilty about yesterday as he read as much as he could to him.

It’s almost the end of the second month, It seemed Eric actually was getting comfortable with the other’s company, being more lenient with Dark’s rules as he’d sneak in snacks and movies for them to watch together- and even if Yan didn’t speak, Eric was beginning to believe that Yandere was enjoying his time with him.

Finally, after the second month the vote was casted to decide if Yandere should be allowed to be free from his restraints, with Eric and Dr Iplier would be very vocal in their support of- but others like dark and Wilford weren’t convinced. Dark saying his lack of proper communication allowed for him to hide proper evaluations, and that he was simply buying his time in order to strike again- and Wilford would pipe up stating the rabid boy would glare at him every chance he could.

A voté was casted..

And it seems Yandere is still stuck in his restraints, but his observation sessions would be cut back to give him some semblance of false freedom.

Eric.. would meet with him the next day, seeing him reverting back to staring at the wall for what seemed like hours while barely breathing. There was no way that dark didn’t break the news to him.

“Hey Yan.. I.. got you a little treat for today”

Eric’s upbeat voice couldn’t lift the despair in the room. As optimistic as Eric was, he understood why Yan was upset.

“I um.. picked it out because it had red frosting.. and.. a cherry on top- it.. made me think of you.”

It got Yandere’s attention at least, his clouded eyes lazily focusing on the cupcake..

Eric wasn’t prepared to see a tear leak from his eye, and all he worried about was that he had did something wrong- he knew Yandere couldn’t wipe his tears.

Eric was simply going to wipe them away for Yandere, grabbing a tissue as he’d go to wipe his face

“I’m sorry Yan it’s gonna be o-“

It happened faster than he could comprehend it, only hearing leather straps snap with a metal buckle crashing to the floor, For a moment Eric’s life flashed before his eyes, waiting for the cold embrace of death only to feel someone’s warmth.. Eric would open his eyes to see the back of Yandere’s head.. he.. was hugging him, and from the sounds of it sniffling as he struggled to keep himself together.

“Thank you for not giving up on me”

And after some time.. Eric would hug back~

[mark-dark-andmore]

markiplier incorrect quotes | 162

Wilford: you are great!

Eric: dude I have one rule

Wilford: …you are great at being horrible

Eric: thank you

[faeriescorpio]

Yandere: I just ended a four year relationship.

Eric: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?

Yandere: Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. It wasn’t my relationship.

*Jim and Jim fighting from across the room*

[gotta-big-ego]

May I ask what personal headcannons you have to how you see the egos? I’m just personally curious! ^^

Of course! I always love talking about egos!😄

Here's some random headcanons in no order and no theme (Btw these are from my egos au, so none of this is about canon lol)

The Ipliers

Dark: INCREDIBLY touch-starved. Which is why he never complains or tells Wilford to stop touching, hugging, guiding, etc. him randomly. It's not like he'll let any of the other egos that close to him, right?

Wilford: LOVES baking. Especially for the other egos. He keeps a book of everyone's favorite sweets and likes to surprise everyone with them.

Host: Loves tea and hot chocolate, isn't much of a coffee drinker. Once he's comfortable with someone, he is the SASSIEST man you've ever met (rivaling Google even).

Edward: Absolutely will talk your ear off about nothing that has to do with anything that you were originally talking about. Immaculate dad jokes though. And can defuse situations surprisingly easily. (Very calming voice.) COFFEE ADDICT.

Bing: This boy can look at anyone and know how they're feeling. He also has too much empathy for being an android. INCREDIBLY good at MacGyvering things from almost nothing.

Google: HATES that he feels human emotions, so he hides all the ones that don't include anger and annoyance. He also can get every Google product for free, but no one knows where he actually gets them from.

Yancy: His love language is Acts of Service. So, when he eventually makes friends with all (or most) of the egos, he is constantly buying them their favorite snack, drinks, treats, etc. and is always asking to help them with everything, if he can.

Illinois: Hates asking for help. With his job and lifestyle, he feels like he should be totally self-sufficient. He will let Yancy help him with things though, if he asks.

Captain Magnum: SO good at cooking, he makes most of the meals for the house. He loves making sure everyone around him feels safe and comfortable.

Bim Trimmer: Took him a LONG time to get over Mathias..... now he's a real maneater.

King of the Squirrels: Doesn't live in the manor with the others. Assumed to have some sort of tree fort in the woods, but no one's ever found it. Constantly stealing the houses peanut butter.

Eric Derekson: Is really good at playing the piano! He can sing too, but is way too shy to do it infront of everyone. He'll play for Yancy and sing with him though.

Derek Derekson: Does not live with the other egos.

Yandere: He is fluent in Japanese and loves the spring time. He thinks of Wilford like a father, but ABSOLUTELY cannot be left alone with him.

(There's more but this is long enough akaksjsld)

The Septics

Anti: Is a little shit to the Ipliers (especially Dark), but treats the other Septics like his family. It doesn't stop him from calling them names and teasing them though. Has a soft spot for Jamie

Jameson: MY BOY. Loves tea (any kind). He LOVES making people laugh. He was the first Septic to arrive and met Dark and Wilford decades ago. They're all close friends.

Henrik: Another coffee addict. Is the best darn doctor you've ever seen. Works with Edward alot and they respect each other very highly. Absolutely garbage at expressing emotions. Everyone finds him very hard to read. (I know he's supposed to be like a Doofenshmirtz in canon, but this is what my brain did aksdkxj)

Marvin: Loves mint tea. He adores sweets, but mainly chocolate (chocolate chip cookies are his favorite). Wilford is his favorite Iplier.

Jackie: Is the rock in the family. He's the natural leader of the house in a crisis. When not in a crisis, he's a total nerd. Mostly about TV shows. He also goes out with Silver Sheppard to go do superhero things.

Chase: He always likes to make sure everyone is okay and taking care of themselves, but he constantly forgets about his own self care. Like "Oh man, it's 5pm and I haven't eaten yet." Or he'll forget to drink water or shower or change clothes. Loves hanging with Bing because they have similar energies. He also loves making meals for the other Septics.

[obsidiancreates]

A Basic Breakdown Of My Vampire Egos from My Base Vampire AU

Dark: Was turned by Actor in the 1920's, a small sliver of The Manor Entity is stuck in his soul and has influence over him. He fought to maintain his sanity for 30 years, but Celine's death broke him and The Sliver gained a lot of power. He's now obsessed with building a "family". He picks a target, stalks them, lovebombs them, makes them dependent on him, and turns them. He always asks first, only two have said no. He turned them anyway. He gaslights the family a lot, and basically keeps the entire city they live by under his thumb to make hunting easier.

Doc: Didn't want to be turned, always trying to escape. Vampires need to feed once a day to be healthy, Doc will push himself to almost two weeks without feeding. He despises Dark. He's forced to be the family doctor. Whenever he tries to escape, Dark always manages to catch him again. But Doc is made of Spite and A Moral Compass, so he always tries again. Dark's favorite, because Dark sees a lot of Damien in Doc and wants Doc to become just like Dark.

Bim: A total asshole. Raised by neglectful and abusive rich parents, he became obsessed with Getting Attention and Taking His Rage Out On Others. Also has the world's biggest ego. He runs the city's most popular gameshow, and no-one realizes that the contestants actually die. Everyone thinks it's CGI and special effects, and Dark helps cover up that the murders are real. Bim wants to be Dark's favorite more than anything, and is violently jealous that Dark pays so much attention to Doc. If Dark wasn't there to stop him, Bim would kill Doc.

Bing: A cyborg-vampire. He woke up in a junkyard with no memories, only know that he was a cyborg and his assigned name was Bing. He made his way to the city and met Dark while working a shitty job, and Dark became Bing's only friend. Bing suffered a lot from overheating issues and such in the past, but becoming a vampire fixed all of that. Dark saved him, so hes blind to Dark's true nature. He just wants Doc to be happy, but in those efforts adds to the gaslighting and invalidation of Doc's feelings because he just can't believe that Dark has any plans or feelings for them other than Caring. Best friends with Yancy.

Yancy: First person fully turned by Dark in the 50's, very soon after Celine died. At first he was horrified and fled but after killing his parents in a fit of Feral Hunger he went back to Dark as a form of self-punishment. Now convinces himself that Dark's belief of "Everyone is in The Family because Fate Says They Should Be" is true, because otherwise it means his parents died for less than no reason. Former musical actor, now only hums tunes to himself when no-one else is around. Best friends with Bing.

Host: Same basic backstory as in the Cyndago videos, but when he got shot Dark (whom had been his friend for a while) smelled the blood while walking over and came in. Dark turned Host right before Host bled out. Host's powers mutated thanks to the Vampire DNA and he lost his eyes. Very antisocial, spends most of his time in his room narrating what's happening with The Family and The Hunters. Lies to Dark about how strong his powers are so the story can play out naturally with no-one at any extreme advantages.

Eric: Almost died in the bus crash that killed his brothers, but Dark was also on the bus with him and turned him to save him. Eric is forever grateful to Dark for taking him away from Derek and fully believes that Dark is a good person and keeps them all safe. Spends most of his time in The Manor because Dark takes advantage of his anxiety disorder to keep him close. Drinks mainly from Blood Bags gathered by The Googles rather than going out and hunting.

The Googles: Androids that Dark found and brought home for Bing to repair. They were altered to have fangs and bags in their stomachs so they can gather extra blood so The Family always has an emergency store at home. Also Dark's personal weapons/bounty hunters. When Dark can't do something in-person he'll send a Google.

Wilford: Turned by Actor, not Dark, unlike the rest of The Family. Lost his mind because he couldn't handle being a monster and needing to kill to live, so his mind stopped processing that Death is permanent to alleviate the guilt. Mysterious powers that even he doesn't really understand, but as long as he doesn't cause too much trouble he's pretty much allowed to do whatever he wants.

Mark: A Vampire Hunter, in the world-wide Hunter organization. Also a vampire turned by Dark. Dark intended to bring him into The Family, but Mark woke up halfway through turning into a vampire and managed to escape. He was rescued by The DA and they're now best friends, and the best Hunters in the entire organization.

The DA: Was the first person Damien bit the morning he woke up a vampire, but was only half-turned. They live forever, but their strength and speed are capped (other vampires just get stronger and faster forever with no limits). Was a nomad for many years before The Hunters picked them up with the promise of Curing them someday. Had many trust issues before Mark came along and showed them how to have friends again. Likes knitting. Despises Dark because he's "a monster parading around in their dead best friend's body."

Celine: Fled The Manor after a close call where Actor almost bit her, and dedicated her life to finding a Cure for vampirism. Later she learned William had been turned as well, and even later that Damien had been. She put Damien and William up in the family cabin and brought them weekly blood bags while she and a team of gifted scientists/alchemists/magic users/scholars all searched for a cure. Sadly the stress and strain cut her life short, and she passed away in the cabin holding Damien's hand hopeful for her brother's future.

(Sadly, her group was taken over by someone greedy and horrible after he murdered Celine's chosen successor, and this group became The Hunters.)

Actor: Was turned by The Manor. The more souls The Manor controls, the more powerful it is and the more it can expand the borders of it's power. Actor was intended to be the tool to gather souls, starting with his family, but it all went wrong. Actor now refuses to ever leave The Manor, and spends all his time waiting by the door for his family to return. He's certain that they will, eventually, and refuses to turn anyone until they come back. The Manor has tried to force him to turn stray hikers who wander onto The Grounds, but with only Actor under it's control it's too weak to fully break his resolve.

And that's the basic summary! Though there's many iterations of this AU. Like the Sia RP. That's a whole other ballgame (that you can read on @a-vamp-and-a-half) or the many Anon Jim RP threads (also on @a-vamp-and-a-half but I'm bad at organizing so I'm sorry it's so scattered)

[viannaheus]

REBLOGS >>> LIKES.

A Space Captain Magnum talking a lot about space to Eric.

Also, ISWM inspired me to make Magnum a space pirate. I like this new design. I still need to make a new design for Eric...

[love-eef-nestor]

What kind of dog would the Markiplier Egos be?

Mark: Golden Doodle

Captain Magnum: Newfoundland

Yancy: Pitbull Corgi mix

Illinois: Golden Retriever

Dark: Mix of Tibetan Mastiff, Beauceron, and Unknown 

(something like this but bigger with a lil bit longer fur)

Damien: Tibetan Mastiff 

Wilford: Great Dane

Actor: Doberman

Annus: Samoyed

HeeHoo: Mexican Hairless Dog

King of the Squirrels: Beagle

Google: iPod Shuffle Dog

Bing: Beagle Nintendog 

The Jim’s: Pack of Pugs

Silver Shepard: Silver German Shepheard 

Dr. Iplier: Poodle

Ed Edgar: Black Komondor

Bim Trimmer: Dalmatian

The Benefactor: Giant Schnauzer

Darek Darickson: Rottweiler

Eric Derickson: Mini Dachshund

Santaplier: Burmese Mountain Dog

Yandereplier: Tabby cat

The Host: Brown mini puli

[mywitchcultblr]

[elithequeenbee]

[mintytrifecta]

I think if they ever met Dave Torres and Eric Erickson would be good friends

[shyyandere44]

Alright alright alright-

Hear me out.

Formal attire egos.

All going to the club for an anniversary of WKM’s release.

Dark having his white suit now bedazzled, Rolex and chain around his neck.

Yancy wearing a James Bond suit with his hair curled by Yandere, having a bow tie practically drenched in dark’s “borrowed” cologne.

Illinois in a sleek tan turtleneck with nice black slacks, bringing his “fancy” whip in case adventure suddenly calls to him, yet no matter how much Yan argued he refused to leave the hat.

Eric has an emerald dress shirt with leaf cuff links, his hair basically being a fluffy poof due to Yandere ‘accidentally’ putting in conditioner into the others hair while he was styling it.

Wilford actually switches it up for a tad, stealing one of dark’s old suits and turning it a light pink with shiny jewels sewn into it, below the jacket he’d have purple button up shirt and OF COURSE you know his shoes are glittery and shiny like you’ve never seen before-

The host doesn’t really care for dressing up as it doesn’t serve his purpose, the narrator instead wishes to narrate the others and quietly remind Yandere if they keep helping people they won’t be able to get ready themselves.

Part two maybe- if I’m not lazy

[cozyenigma]

All’s Fair...

Pairing- Eric/Reader

Word Count- 744

Request- Yes!

Summary- This should have been a casual competition. You’ve lost several times over now so who can blame you for bending the rules a little?

"You're holding back." Despite that, you still had your work cut out for you.

It was a lazy afternoon. Light streamed in through the gaps in the curtains and you were bundled up in the fluffiest blanket you could find. Sprawled out across the couch, you might've been more comfy if you weren't so focused.

You'd leaned forward a bit, controller clicking loudly as you desperately tried to eek out a win. It was still frustratingly neck and neck. Eric, meanwhile, looked at ease. Tucked into the corner of the couch, he had a small smile on his face even as he was beating you. Still! Even with him going easy on you.

You groaned as the match ended, letting your controller fall into your lap.

"Do you wanna play something else?" Eric asked.

This had been going for nearly an hour now. Eric had mentioned off hand he played video games a lot when he was younger but you had no idea. You'd only managed one win against... however many he'd racked up by now.

"No," you insisted, shifting around so you could sit up better, "I'm gonna beat you even if it kills me."

"Please don't."

"C'mon," controller in your hands again, you grinned, "one more match. And this time you don't go easy on me!"

Eric smiled a bit and turned back towards the screen. "Okay."

To his credit, he did seem to be taking this round more seriously. Unfortunately that meant you were losing even faster this time. It wasn't as bad as the first game you played but it was obvious you were doomed.

At least you were if you kept playing fair. Glancing Eric's way just a moment, you scooted across the couch. Taking your focus off the game wasn't helping you any but as you pressed your leg up against his it seemed to distract him for just a second.

He looked your way long enough for you to get a bit of an advantage. "Uh-"

The game drew Eric's attention again and there went your advantage. Still, he kept shooting you glances every now and then.

"Hey Eric," you said, tone far too casual, "how're you so good at this?"

"Just practice? I guess?" He shrugged. "I had a lot of free time."

"Well it's pretty impressive. You're pretty impressive."

"Uh-"

Settling in against his side didn't seem to do Eric any favours. It wasn't the first time you'd cuddled but he almost always reacted the same. Even with you leaning your head against his shoulder you could still see some pink across his cheeks. His hands had frozen over the controller.

"Just figured you needed a reminder," you grinned. With him distracted you even had time to yank your blanket back over you.

"Thanks," he managed, shifting a bit underneath you.

"Plus you're super sweet, did you know that too?" You hooked your arm under and around his before grabbing your controller again. "I love when we can just spend time together like this."

Eric was making a valiant effort to ignore you. Trying to focus on the game, he was making a bit of a comeback.

"I feel safe with you, you know?" It was becoming less about the game now. "I don't know anyone else who can make me feel this way."

At this point Eric had drawn back into his hoodie. You couldn't see half of his face but you didn't really need to. Even doing his best impression of a turtle, Eric finished the match as the victor.

"That was- that was not fair," his voice was a little muffled by the fabric of the hoodie.

"Well it was true at least." He shot you a look out of the corner of his eye that had you laughing. Rising up on your legs, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "Maybe I can make it up to you later?"

You didn't think it was possible for him to retreat into that baggy hoodie any further and yet.

"Hey, you won this round too!" You gestured towards the screen.

Eric huffed, sneaking a glance towards you.

"I really ah- really don't think I did."

Still, after a moment he swallowed and set the controller aside. Now he had one arm around you and was looking a bit less like he was going to combust. You might've lost several times over but it was worth it for this.

Maybe next time though...

[faeriescorpio]

Spy AU Part 4

[lulu-chaos-incarnation]

Day 25: cuddling & snuggling

Sometimes you just cuddle the bfs

@flufftober2021

[theprinceofflies]

Eric Derikson’s Pokémon list

the pokemon -

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/eevee

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/whismur

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/psyduck

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/lillipup

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/pidove

https://www.pokemon.com/us/pokedex/sobble