#markiplier darkiplier

[damsellete-koko]

It's still them. .

[thetruequeenoftheabyss]

Weekly Wilford Wednesday for your viewing pleasure! I don't really remember what i was inspired by to do this drawing but i think it turned out cute so enjoy <3

[minifruits]

HOLY SHIT A POST FROM ME!? WOAH- (um..ignore..the repost...)

[kevinzhechaircreations]

Just your average husbands

[r0ttente3th]

have some of the egos as dolls!

[anotherdarkiboi]

Same shoe, different Ken

[art-beyond-the-stars]

Tried to get a little fancy with the shading! I think it turned out quite well! ^-^

Please support my art!

[faeriescorpio]

am i wrong or am i wrong 🗣️🔥‼️

[briannamations]

⭐️Reblogs Are Appreciated⭐️

Took me a few days to draw this, but happy anniversary to chapter 4 of Who Killed Markiplier! Truly one hell of a party we had. 🎉🥀🪞

[moonymoonsiplier]

^w^

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Vulnerable (Darkiplier x Female Reader)

"Damien..?" You questioned, gasping at the sight of the man in front of you. A tall man wearing a black suit, his raven black hair messily swept to the side to cover half of his face, his entire body was a pale shade of grey, flickers of red and blue surrounding him while he grasped Damien's cane. The man cracked his neck as his gaze met yours, you stood frozen in place while he walked over to you, his cane tapping in sync to the sound of his footsteps. You wondered if this had been the same man you married all those years ago. Your questions were soon answered when your ears were met with a dark, distorted chuckle. His voice was much deeper than Damien's had been that's for sure.. "No, my darling. Damien was naive, trusting, innocent.. and vulnerable. No more, no longer shall I fall prey to such games again, no longer shall I abide by HIS rules..No longer shall I play HIS games. I am Darkiplier. I'll be everything Damien could and couldn't be..So you might as well just say I'm your husband my sweet, because I still am, just better~" Damien Dark says, his cold lips gently meeting your hand, a small smile forming on his lips while his deep dark, cold, dead, eyes gazed into yours.

(This was made for @dontspilltheteaplease and I might make a part 2)

[thetruequeenoftheabyss]

Was is a redraw mood today so decided to give these drawings of Bim Trimmer And Fem!Darkiplier from 2020 a crack

I don't remember why I originally did these two drawings but i'm happy to see how i've improved

Original drawings and process shots under the cut

[minifruits]

Fucked around and made my own darkiplier youtooz design 🖤

[kevinzhechaircreations]

I loved this boy so much, Design belongs to @redheadbadger

[th3w00ds]

Rewatching/replaying A Date With Markiplier and I forgot how yandere-ish Dark is in that... I could make something out of this

[writtengalaxies]

Actor , Wilford , Darkiplier , Night , Host reactions upon receiving a clay sculpture/pottery? Or if it was from anonymous (Feel free to add or remove egos)

Actor

At first it's a sneer of what is this?

And then he hears it's from you.

Suddenly he doesn't care about the quality, he doesn't care if it's nonsense.

He cares that you made it, and you are gifting it to him.

It sits where he can see it every day.

Wilford

Instantly, it's adoration.

He loves it. Instantly, deeply in love.

Hell, he shows it off every chance he gets.

Dark

It seems like he doesn't like it. Seems like it being the key word.

And yet, later on, you see it on his desk where he can see it all the time.

When questioned on it, he just laughs in that jarring way of his, and holds it in his hand almost caringly and carelessly at the same time.

Night

Oh, how cute, you gave him an offering!

He treats it a little dismissively, but when you can't see it?

He turns it in his hands, staring lovingly at it.

It may be an offering, but it's also a gift and his first in many years.

Host

Anonymous or not, The Host knows.

He loves the textile nature of it, how he can feel the tiny differences within it, while others would be too nervous to handle it.

He keeps it within reach, turning it in his hands over and over.

As he narrates the world around him, it keeps his hands busy.