#markiplier illinios

[intolerable-sushi]

What ego would you like to see me write next?

[mizzuniki]

I redrawn this meme and only then noticed that Illinois literally stands exactly the same translate: “and I'm a fucking bitch today”

[thetruequeenoftheabyss]

Illi and Yancy cutsy halloween chibis because the halloween can't be contained

[number1120]

Y’all remember this? Well, I did it again

Dark

Wilford

Actor/Mark

Annus

Doctor Iplier

Jim

Eric Derickson

Yancy

Illinois

Host

Who should I do next?

[theprinceofflies]

Thought I would start making some of these

Robbie edit belongs to @boopymoopilier

[lulu-chaos-incarnation]

Day 25: cuddling & snuggling

Sometimes you just cuddle the bfs

@flufftober2021

[friendzoned61]

5 D with Illinois? :Oc he came across somethin’ real spooky on an adventure..

He better watch out, Hebetterwatchout, HEBETTERWATCHOUT

[darkie-parkie]

Couple of doodles totally not inspired by that completely normal video today with no sort of train-themed Heist teaser

[gr8pe-soda]

Ok here’s the real tea

Mark wants us to thirst over captain magnum bc it’s the only time he’s tall. Illinois and yancy are just as short as mark and he’s bitter about it

[bondsofyouses]

indiana jones illinois

a whole man

[lolbye-leavingthisaccount]

Turning Egos into Furries pt 1

Bing has 2 designs because I got stummped and liked them both

[mizzuniki]

[thetruequeenoftheabyss]

Candy skull Illinois? Like he has the makeup on to mirror it? Please,,,

Here ya go love! Sorry this took so long hope ya enjoy 😊

[number1120]

To be Fed

For @weirdlyobsessedwithegos and @echo-echo31….your welcome

⚠️Tw: Blood, biting, suggestive things. Read at your own risk!⚠️

Once the room darken and they were alone after the fight, Illinois knelt in front of the inmate in the corner, his arms over their head to shield themselves from the other’s eyes. With a hesitant hand, Illinois rested his palm against Yancy���s bloodied face, the bruises around his jaw swollen to the touch. Yancy winces at first but gave into the touch, leaning into the adventurer’s hand like a puppy.

“You must be hungry,” Illinois said softly, running his fingers through his thick black hair. “Aren’t you, Yan?”

Yancy nodded, his opening slightly for pearly white fangs to glow in the dark. He looked up at Illinois with broken and hungry eyes. He could feel the blood rushing throughout the body, his heart pounding in his chest like a steady hammer. He closed his eyes as he smelt the sweet nectar and could feel the space between them grow closer, and wasn’t it bittersweet to feel the static from the brave adventurer.

He felt Illinois rest his open wrist to his lips, the skin brushing his teeth like silk. Yancy’s heavy brown eyes shifted and changed to a burning fire red as his hunger took over. Fight the Actor took a lot from him, more than he thought of he was being honest of he with himself. Yancy left feather-light kisses to saw his thanks before biting down, cutting through the skin as if he was biting an apple. A soft gasp escaped from Illinois’ lips and a whimper escaped as Yancy fed.

Yancy’s hands grasped his arm to steady Illinois. His heartbeat quickened in his grasp as his head leaned against Yancy, resting on his shoulder, as he felt life leave him. It was both exciting and terrifying, but Illinois loved it. He felt like he was alive. If the vampire would to tell him open himself like a flower, he would do it. He would be willing to be Yancy’s for the night even if it meant his life could be taken. He could live off this high forevermore.

Yancy took notice and bit hard, taking in a deep drink, and he earned a gasp and a hidden moan in the back of Illinois’s throat, his name whispered like a prayer.

How he wanted to hear him again, to hear his name being purred like that one more time.

Yancy felt the other’s body starting to grow limp. Ever so slowly and gently, Yancy pulled away, his fangs retracting back, his mouth covered in blood. He licked the wound gingerly and left kisses again that trailed up to Illinois’s neck and jawline. Tired ice blue eyes looked up at Yancy as he planted a kiss against his cheek, licking small hints of blood of his skin.

“Youes did so good,” Yancy praised as he kissed his neck. “Thank youes.”

Illinois moved his neck a bit so his skin could have more of those kisses, his breath hitching when he felt fangs teasing at a vein. The vampire pulled away and went back to his wrist as his finished licking and cleaning the wound.

“Again.”

Yancy lifted his head as he stole a long, drown-out kiss. Yancy watched as Illinois follow his lips as they parted. His hand cuffed his lower jaw and made him look up to meet his red ember eyes. He left a smile against his skin then breathed, “I will… I promise, little adventurer.”

It went like this for the rest of the night. Bite marks and teeth imprints littered Illinois’s body, hints of blood drawn across his skin as he left scratches against Yancy’s perfect skin. To be fed on is like a gift. To be held is like a blessing. To be marked and claimed… that’s something that Illinois couldn’t want more. To belong and to be his— it’s more than any treasures he’s found.

Let it be love or lust. A haze or a fever dream. He didn’t care. Yancy didn’t care. They were together through the thunder storms that rolled over the land, and they were in each other’s arms in the morning. The bruises painted against their skins, Yancy kneading the tinder skin in the sunlight. Illinois smiled at Yancy and took his hand. He left a kiss in his palm.

“Again?”

“Soon, Illy,” Yancy promised. “I promise.”

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There. The story that I wrote a couple days ago.

[nightly-productions]

Mermay Day 21 - Treasure Chest

His hit the jackpot !

[lulu-chaos-incarnation]

Imagine Illinois as an assassin who was sent by a musical theatre actor (Actor marc) to kill another musical theatre actor called Yancy cause Yancy was becoming more popular than him and he didn't like that. But then Illy falls in love with Yancy and ends up not killing him