#natewantstobattle x reader

[egotisticaleverything]

Hii :D Any NSFW alphabet headcanons for either Natemare or Phantom?

NATEMARE + PHANTOM

NSFW HEADCANNONS

A/N: OHOHOHOHOOOOH DO I HAVE HEADCANNONS? YES I DO INDEEEEEEEED as always NSFW below the cut and READ THE WARNINGS!!

Warning/contains: face sitting, bondage, biting, dom/sub dynamic, degrading/praise kink, oral sex

Natemare:

- we all saw the mangled music video.

- he’s into bondage.

- NO MAN HAS THAT MUCH ROPE WITHOUT A DESIRE TO TIE SOMEONE UP OR BE TIED UP

- if you did tie him up though he’d be a whiney bitch about it

- 100% a switch but when subbing very bratty

- when being a dom?

- he’s very 50/50 with praising and degrading

- he’d definitely call you prince/princess or some other cheesy nick names

- favourite position is doggy 100%

- he’s into hair pulling too

- weather it’s his hair being pulled or yours he’s into it 100%

- he will beg you to sit on his face

- agree to it and he’ll probably marry you

Phantom:

- he will bite you

- he’s very into biting and scratching

- also hickeys

- expect them everywhere

- he will edge you and overstimulate you

- he can and will eat you out until you’re actually crying from overstimulation

- he never was a sub so if you try to dom him he won’t stop you he’ll just be extreme flustered confused and embarrassed

- once he’s used to it throw a few ‘good boy’s at him and he’ll melt

- put a collar on him or restrain him in any way

- he’ll complain but he loves it

- favourite position is missionary

- he likes to see your face

- he feels it’s more intimate

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hi! Could i get Nightguard/fnaf musical Mark begrudgingly befriending a ghost!reader? Maybe they were one of Madpat's victims and the whole musical they tried to convince Mark the animatronics weren't bad (until Nate proved it) & then just hung out with him afterwards, or they died in a freak accident near him & decided to haunt him for shits & giggles (but actually looks out for him when he gets in real danger, line possessing a mugger and making them run away or something)?

You were the pizzeria’s last guard before Mark, haunting it ever since you died to that chainsaw-wielding maniac in a bear suit who didn’t expect you to survive all five nights.

While you couldn’t move on, you made great friends with Freddy’s band and the Puppet so it wasn’t all too bad.

When Mark takes over the nightshift, you worry that his fate will be similar, so you keep watch and see how he handles things.

And he does very very poorly as he screams his head off at everything and anything, having a panic attack over the course of 6 hours.

Tbh seeing this grown ass man sobbing was a little amusing, as you knew the animatronics were harmless and just wanted to make him feel welcomed.

But you appeared to him as a semi-corporeal ghost to help calm him down.

Though realizing you’re not a living person freaks him out further, and you began thinking he had an irrational fear of the paranormal.

Then the power goes out and he’s cowering in the darkness until AJ “saves” him and the animatronics leave.

You figured Mark wouldn’t come back here again.

But he does and he’s armed with weapons????? And tape?????

Is he /j or /srs

"With all due respect, Mr. Iplier, why the hell would you bring a glock to a kid’s pizzeria?!!!!”

“There’s no kids here.” He rolls his eyes, not panicking when you appear to him again as he pumps a shotgun. “Now are you with me or those evil machines?!”

“..evil?! They’re children for god’s sake!!”

“They’re evil animal robots and they’re out for my blood! Just get out of my way or else!!”

“Or what? You'll shoot me? You can’t kill a ghost.”

“Oh, I bet--FOXY!! I SEE YOU!! COME GET A BITE!!!"

He shoots through you as the door opens, only to see the janitor’s body fall to the ground.

“..you’re not Foxy.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

He gets arrested, and you’re convinced that’s the last time you’ll ever see him.

On Night 3, Nate replaces him. Fortunately you get along better with him (remarking he’s got a nice singing voice) and protect him from Springtrap by possessing the Endo-01 backstage.

Then you, him, and Freddy’s band travel to Mark’s house, where it’s revealed he escaped the cops and dyed his hair red.

Again, he freaks out seeing the animatronics, but only slightly calms down when you’re there, trying to defuse the situation.

When Nate talks about what happened at the pizzeria (and you sing a small verse about your demise), Mark begrudgingly accepts you as his friend and agrees to go back with you.

After everything’s over and your killer supposedly burned alive in the pizzeria, you still hang out with Mark as a simple ghost, finding no need for an endoskeleton vessel. 

You still like to tease him for being so scared on the first night, but he just scoffs like “nah I was only acting panicky so you’d lower your guard!”

“Yeah, sure..you’re sooooooo tough.”

“Thanks--wait, is that sarcasm??”

[rosewantstowrite]

Hey guys, I need your help so if you could. Please vote on stories out of these you’d like to see updated first or me continue writing a new Aidan story.

Dreamland (Aidan Gallagher story)

Long Forgotten Memories (Five Hargreeves Story)

Light Love (Five Hargreeves story)

Miracle Baby (Nathan Sharp story)

Heart Desire (Aidan Gallagher Story)

[riotlain]

Oblivious reader with a down bad ego

Ego crushin on reader and is literally droppin so many hints.

Reader is fucking dumb tho

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG. WOMEN DNI PLEASE.

Iplier Egos

Engineer Mark

You gots to be another kinda dense

He’ll literally throw himself into fire for you

And youre just like “Thats so nice :D”

Everyone knows Mark likes you

Except for you

Some of the crew make fun of him and some try to help

And eventually it all came down to him giving you a bouquet of (origami) flowers

And asking you on a date

You were like “Wait you like me??”

The crew literally made bets on whether or not you two would get together

Half the crew lost lol

Yandereiplier

He is also quite the obvious type

Literally like staring at you 24/7

Dedicating majority of his time to you

And you deadass think “Hes such a good friend :]”

Yan started writing literal love notes to you

You couldn’t tell it was his handwriting

You 2 sat next to each other and he decided to hold your hand

YOU THOUGHT IT WAS ALLL PLATONIC

Wilford fr got annoyed with this and ratted Yan out

He couldnt take it anymore

Murderiplier/Murdock

So Murdock isnt that in your face about it

He’ll give you a rose or say something poetic sometimes

You never thought about it tho

He decided to be alot more bold today

After literally bodying someone he turns to you and confesses his undying love

Thats one way to do it i guess

Septiceye Egos

Anti

Very upfront

Hes a flirty fella

Got nothin to hide

You dont get that tho

You think hes just nice

NO ONE THINKS HES NICE THO??

Maybe thats why hes down bad

Man tells you how fine you are today and you just like “Aww thanks :]”

And he doesnt just say “You look nice today” no no no

Hes like “You lookin so damn fine my good lord you are everything I desire”

Not really

But eventually he got tired of your denseness

And just went up to you and asked you out

Lez gooo

Jameson

Jj is a lil gentleman

He kinda seems like the type to not be that obvious

But he still kinda flirtin sorta

Roses, love poems, sweets and all that

Anti and sometimes Chase make fun of him for being too much of a pussy to actually confess

Eventually Chase became a wingman of sorts for Jj

And he was like “This mf is so dense omg-“

Eventually Jj writes you a cheesy love letter

Marvin

He’s not upfront

Usually pretty subtle

But even then you should be able to catch on

You didnt tho

His lil silly magic tricks were so cool you didnt realize he’s trynna impress you

You were impressed tho

Anti teased him alot before he confessed

“This your lil crush dude??”

Eventually he confessed

At first you just thought it was a lil trick that was flattering

The classic whippin out roses from the hat

You were like “Omg so nice :D!! Wait you wanna date me??-“

Battle Egos

Phantom

Hes subtle too

But its the kinda subtle where hes just nice to you

Like he’ll give you his jacket like a gentleman

Natemare notices tho

“Damn this is sad to watch-“

Eventually Phantom asks you on a very nice dinner date

You were like “Wait what you were flirtin this whole time??”

Natemare

Very in your face ngl

Like man deadass says he loves you but when you ask hes like

“When did i say that??”

Natepai and Phanton def bet on whether he’ll actually confess or not

Mans a tiny bit pussy

Man literally starin at you lovinly

You think he just starin and bein weird

One day he confessed

It was something ngl

Breakfast in bed?? But like half of it was burnt lol

He tried tho

[ijwrff]

Hear me out.

Ego's reacting to the reader getting and using one of those custom 3D boob mouse pads of the Egos.

I only say this because I bought myself a Markiplier boob mousepad…

I adore this. It was so fun to write, I made headcanons out of it. You didn’t specify which egos, so I did a random wheel spin for characters! 

YANCY

He…doesn’t understand

When he saw it he stared at it for a good several minutes

When you came home, you were surprised when he wasn’t waiting at the door

Like a lost puppy…as he usually does

You called out for him, but didn’t get an answer

When you walked into your computer room, you saw him holding your boob mouse pad of him

“Hun…what is this?” 

“The best purchase I’ve ever made.” 

He just…doesn’t get it

He’ll even try to hide it from you, but never actually throw it away

After a while, he starts to think it’s funny

But initially? Horrifying

BING

Literally. The best thing. EVER

He’s flattered you’d get something of him, but after all…he was the best there was

He’d even ask you where you bought it so he could buy one for himself

He more often than not stole it for his own computer until the one he bought came

“Bro. This is so cool, I’ve seen them on tik tok…but this is just too good.” 

You then had matching mousepads

Was it weird he wanted one of himself?

Yes. 

But also…hilarious

JJ

He…is so…distressed

How could you have something so unflattering of him?

He is over the top embarrassed

He would never throw something you bought away…but this was pushing it

He’s more upset that someone thought to make one of him in the first place

He will sign to you, “Please get rid of it immediately.”

“But I like it, I wanted it!” You’d respond

He would huff, and pout but drop the subject

He definitely didn’t like you having it, but if you wanted it…you could keep it

For now

MARVIN

Literally doesn’t care at all

He’d see it when it arrived, and he’d do a quick “heh” but otherwise not mention it

Every once in a while, you’d catch him staring at it

He couldn’t help it, it was such a weird little thing

Once, you heard him mutter to himself, “They would be bigger than that…” 

You never dared to bring this up

But he would even joke about shapeshifting into a female so you’d both know how he’d look as a girl

Try him…just test him…he’d do it

MARE

The laughter that came from this man when he saw it…it almost sounded like it hurt

He picks it up and stares at it, laughing for several minutes

Turning to you, he’d get a dumb look on his face

“You know what this means, right y/n?” He asked

“What?”

“This means I can custom make one of you.” 

He was finding this all too funny

“Mare…no.”

“Mare YES!” 

And he would steal a picture from you to get one

Rather you had boobs or not, you did on his mousepad

PHANTOM

He would honestly just…sigh

“Darling…why did you get this?” 

His serious reaction only made you laugh more

“Heheh…it’s funny.” You would laugh

He would roll his eyes, but smile after a minute

If this was something that brought you happiness, he welcomed it

It was…weird to see himself like that

But he had to admit, it was a little funny

Just a little

[myneckmybackmyanxietyattack]

Partners, Phantom (NWTB) x Bill Cypher-esque! Reader

I made a fic!!!! First reader-insert, feedback is much appreciated. I made this in a one hour moment of inspiration at 10:30. It has been proofread, but probably not very well. This is based off a Thought I had, so, enjoy!

TW: mentions of murder + a vague description of a dead body. Don’t read if this could trigger you!

Summary: A soul-stealer meets a daemon murderer. What could go wrong?

WC: 1,108

Key: (Y/N): your name. (E/C): eye colour. (E/H/N): eldritch horror name.

Something was wrong. Phantom sat in his office, staring at the empty chair across from him. He hadn’t had a deal in, what, a week now? It was unheard of for him. The bar had its usual customers, sure, but he had no people preforming when they were there. It was bad for business. 

The lack of souls was starting to drain him. You can only use so much power with limited resources after all. Phantom was a business man first and foremost, so why he couldn’t get contracts anymore was beyond him. Worse, crime rate was increasing in his city. Mainly murder charges, which was even weirder. Phantom sighed, and stood up from his desk. The show must go on after all.

Somewhere… else. 

‘I’ stood up, wiping off ‘my’ face with a handkerchief. Well, not really me, just the poor sod’s body I happened to be inhabiting for the time being. Mortals. They never learn, do they? I chuckled to myself, admiring my handiwork. 

“Beautiful, isn’t it? I haven’t done a good old fashioned axe-murder in such a long time.” The man in the corner sobbed, his translucent body unable to touch his wife. “Aw, don’t be like that,” I teased. “You made the deal after all. You let me in.”

“You didn’t say you’d HURT anyone! I wouldn’t have even interacted with you had I’d known, you psychopath!” my host’s spirit screamed, tears still rolling down his face.

A laugh escaped my lips. “I told you there would be a price to pay for the work I do. Helping you get away with stealing the money your customers people trust you with?” I tsked. “That is quite a hefty fee.” Before he could respond, sirens started blaring, quickly approaching our building. “Ahhhh, I guess the Mrs. was a little too loud. What a shame. Well, have fun dealing with the popo.” 

“You can’t just leave! I didn’t do this! You did!”

“Oh but darling, I’m leaving right now. Nice doing business with ya.” I slipped out of his body, watching him stumble as he came back into control. This was the best part. 

Third Person POV

The police stormed into the room, guns at the ready. “Put the axe down!” The man just stared at the dead body, reportedly his wife’s. “I said, PUT THE AXE DOWN! HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD ON YOUR KNEES!” The criminal complied silently, no emotion on his face. 

A different officer stepped forward as the murderer was handcuffed. “You are being charged with murder of the first degree. Anything to say for yourself, Mr. Brody?” Chase Brody did not reply. As the officer listed his rights, Chase was practically dragged out of the room. And for just a second, behind all the noise, a faint laugh echoed across the building.

Back to Phantom

“I figured it out!”

Natemare jumped as his brother slammed his hands on his desk. “What, why you’re such a buzzkill? Took you long enough.” 

Phantom rolled his eyes. “No, you idiot. The lack of contracts! The murder rates! It’s all connected!” 

“Good for you? I thought you were just past your prime.” Natemare shrugged, ignoring the deadly glare Phantom sent his way. 

“I think someone summoned a daemon.”

Mare choked on his martini.  (A/N: yes I headcanon that Mare drinks martinis. Shut up.) “What! Your wrong. No one would be stupid enough to summon a daemon Phan.” Phantom opened his mouth to speak, but Natemare cut him off. “This isn’t like one of your contracts! That’s just mortals not reading the fine print like the stupid little apes they are. Daemons take ages of preparation to summon, along with a very complex ritual that would fry most human brains. Nobody, not even a mortal, would summon one.”

Phantom groaned softly, running his hands through his hair. “You got a better idea? I don’t know who summoned one, I just know that it is the only sensible explanation for this.”

“And if it is a daemon? What then?

“I confront it. Don’t give me that look! This thing, whatever it may be, is bad for the bar. My number one priority is to get rid of it as soon as possible. Now leave.” Mare mumbled something under his breath and walked out. Suddenly, the room became warm. Almost unbearably warm. Phantom looked around, eye narrowed. A giggle slipped right by his ear.

“So close Phan! I’m so proud of you for figuring that out. Just missing one piece though.” A figure stepped out of the shadows. (E/C) eyes gleamed mischievously, a crooked grin on its face. “I wasn’t summoned.”

(Y/N) POV

I stared at the soul—stealer in front of me. Easy on the eyes, I thought to myself as he stared, jaw dropped in shock. “Close your mouth darling, we wouldn’t want any flies in there now would we?” 

“Wh- who are you?” He stuttered. 

“Names (E/H/N), just call me (Y/N). I do apologize for stealing customers, I wasn’t aware of your little establishment here.” A sickly-sweet grin covered my face as he nodded softly to himself.

“Pleasure to meet you (Y/N). May I ask how you arrived on this Plane if not by summoning? Assuming you are a daemon of course.” 

“I am! In truth, I simply walked in. The Mortal Plane is so interesting, I just had to check it out. No guards as well, which is odd. Not that I’m complaining.”

Phan stood, crossing the room. I tilted my head as got closer, looking him over with a smirk. In truth, I had started to follow his work when I learned about it. I had gained a small crush on the man, but he didn’t need to know that. Satan knows that soul-stealers had a big enough ego as it is. “I have a proposal,” he finally said after several moments of silence. 

I raised my eyebrows. “Oh really? And what would this proposal be?”

Phan smiled softly. “Business partners. I get souls through contracts, you take out those who stand in my way. We split the pay in the end.” 

“Sounds wonderful. Where do I sign?” He guided me over to his desk, waving his hand vaguely. As I sat down, the contract appeared, along with a pen. I read carefully, then signed. Phantom signed without even looking it over, and words cannot describe how much I hated him for it. As the paper disappeared, I looked Phan in the eyes, and stuck out my hand. “Looking forward to working with you partner.”

He grinned and took my hand, shaking it. “Likewise, partner.” 

[motorcyclebucket]

Wounds (1/3)

Part 1 of Bites and Blood! i hope you all enjoy!

(warnings can be found here, along with the other parts)

Words: 2642

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Part 1: Wounds

Camping trips were supposed to be fun. Hikes in the woods were supposed to be fun. How could this time be any different?

The woods became a sort of retreat for you after you moved into the manor. As per Mark’s request after a near death experience with an ex partner who practically got off scot free, you had moved there for safety. You were thankful for Mark, he was like the older brother you never had.

Sure, it was a bit of a drive, but reaching the spot was amazing. You set up your tent a few feet away from the woods in an overgrown but open field, an amazing view of a small lake from some cliffs was just a 20 minute hike away, what more could you ask for? A 3 day retreat by yourself, what could go wrong?

On the day of arrival, you did the usual, set up the tent and area for a campfire, set up your food somewhere any wandering animals couldn't get it, start a fire, and get comfortable. 

The fire crackled in the night, light smoke and embers floating into the dark night sky. A makeshift cooking grate held some food you were cooking over the fire, you sitting nearby on your phone.

“I’m not even sure how your phone works all the way out there. Are you sure you’re ok out there by yourself?” Mark asked, looking slightly concerned. “There's a cell tower a few miles away. And yes, I'm sure I'm fine. I've gone camping by myself tons of times, I’ll be fine. Plus,” you said, pulling the revolver Wilford had given you out of its holster. “I got this.” you reassured, giving him a small smile. “Are you absolutely sure-”

Mark was cut off from a crash sounding in the background, followed by shouts. His face went from concerned to annoyed as he looked over. “Oh, Goddamnit, not again- Listen, just call if you need anything alright?” He said, you chuckling at the chaos you thankfully didn't have to hear in person. You nodded, bidding him farewell for the night.

Your first night went smoothly, Getting almost a full 8 hours. The next morning, you packed up a travel bag with a few snacks and some water, along with your camera and phone. The 20 minute hike was definitely worth it, large smooth rocks jutting outwards leaving a breathtaking view of the sides of large hills that were just short of being called mountains. Down below was the lake, light reflecting off of it in ripples. You sat down close to the edge, not close enough that your legs would hang off, but close enough that you could see over. 

Taking out your water bottle and camera, you took a sip of the now lukewarm water before setting it back down. Turning on your camera, you lined up a few shots of the hills, the clouds behind them a dull gray color. ‘Hope it doesn't rain,’ you thought to yourself. Looking down over the edge, You watched as some deer wandered along the lake's edge, one of them stopping to take a drink from the water. As you aimed your camera down at them and zoomed in, each of the deer raised their heads as a noise came from the woods behind them.

A loud howl caused a few birds to fly away from their spots in the trees. A moment later, the deer ran off, hoping to save themselves from a gruesome death via the claws and teeth of a wolf. Breathing out and furrowing your eyebrows in frustration, you lowered the camera in defeat. 

As time passed, you photographed the area around you, the way the trees blew with the wind, the way the water of the lake below rippled, and the way the clouds sat in the sky as they moved in, their dull gray darker as light thunder rumbled. ‘Shit.’ you thought. ‘I might have to cut this trip short.’

You began your trek back to your campsite, checking the weather on your phone, only to see that the next few days would be rainy. You didn't recall seeing it when you first checked. 

As you reached the Campsite next to your vehicle, you began packing up your things, deciding to head home early. “Stupid weather.” you mumbled to yourself as you packed up your tent, a light drizzle beginning to fall. Right before you picked up your tent bag, a low growl was heard from the neighboring woods. 

Standing from your crouched position slowly, your hand reached for the revolver. Lighting struck in time with thunder, allowing you to see what was stalking you.

A large wolf, teeth bared with its muzzle and claws covered in a fresh coat of blood. 

It was bigger than any wolf you had seen, possibly twice the average size of one. You kept your feet planted, attempting to reach for your tent bag slowly so you could take it and leave. Whatever kind of wolf it was wasn't having that, growling at any movement you made. You cursed at yourself for leaving your bag with your devices in the car, along with your jacket as the rain poured down harder. As you stared down at the animal, you realized something.

It wasn't going to let you leave without a fight.

Right before you could raise the revolver, it launched itself at you, knocking you down by your shoulders. You landed with a grunt, tightening your grip on the gun. As you raised it, it growled, latching its teeth around your shoulder and under your pit. You let out a strangled yell as you did your best to aim at the wolf, letting off three shots at its head.

It seemed to falter a bit, releasing you from its teeth as it shook its head. You flipped yourself over onto your stomach, scrambling to get away. As you stood, the wolf, in an attempt to get its fleeing prey, slashed its claws across your side. Standing shakily and standing, you aimed your gun down at its head, letting off the last three rounds on unsteady feet. It stumbled for a moment before collapsing, blood pouring from its head. Panting, you slid the revolver back into place, picking up the tent bag before tossing it in your vehicle as you sat down, breathing.

After a moment, pain began to consume your side, the adrenaline wearing off. Blood seeped through your now torn shirt. Grunting, you grabbed your sweatshirt that sat in the passenger seat,having to tug it out from under your things, tying it so the main shirt covered the scratches, the sleeves resting on the other side. Your shoulder on the same side hurt like hell when you moved your arm, so you opted to use it to apply pressure to the wound. Turning at an awkward angle, you picked up your phone, trying to call someone, anyone that would pick up. 

As it rang for a few moments, you slid it onto your dash as you started the engine. You needed to get back to the manor now. You needed to see Dr.Iplier as you as you could. You stared at the dirt road as it changed to pavement, seeing your hand that gripped the steering wheel. You couldn't tell if the blood was yours or the wolves.

“(Y/n)?-”

“Mark, hey man uh-” you said, a strangled grunt leaving you as blood soaked your sweatshirt and hand. “I’m uh- I’m coming back early,” you said, seething through your teeth. ‘Just a little longer,’ you told yourself. “What? What happened, you sound like you’re in pain- wait are you driving right now?”

“Yes I am- just- make sure Doc is ready for me when I get there ok? There's, god, there's a lot of blood-” you chuckled breathlessly. You could hear frantic footsteps and Mark’s shouting, things beginning to go fuzzy as you shook your head. You needed to stay awake. You had to stay awake. 

You found the manor, doing your best to neatly park out front, the rain hitting the windshield mixed with your beginning to cloud vision wasn’t helping. You stopped the engine as you parked, not even bothering to take the keys out as you opened the door, stumbling as your feet hit the ground. Dr.Iplier was at your side immediately, helping you into the manor and to his office- that was really more of a walk-in emergency room mixed with a clinic than anything- shouting at the other egos to either get out of the way or go out and get your things inside.

As you were being laid down, your vision went fuzzy, black spots clouding your vision as you passed out

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You didn't know how long it had been. Maybe it had been hours, maybe it had been days, you had no way of telling. As you did wake up, you could hear soft typing occasionally followed by scribbling. Blinking away the sleep as your eyes adjusted to the light, you looked over. Dr.Iplier typed away, writing down something on a clipboard. He glanced over at you, doing a double-take as you opened your eyes, standing up to come to your side and help you sit up slightly.

“Didn't think you’d be awake this early, you were out for a few hours. How’re you feeling?” he asked, clipboard and pen in hand. “A lot better than I think I should,” you responded, going to rub your head but wincing at the pain in your shoulder. “How long was I out for? I lost a lot of blood.”

“About 19 hours, The guys were worried, even Dark,” he said, writing a few things down. “I’m going to keep you here for another hour or so, if that's alright?” he asked. “I just want to make sure everything looks good before I send you off.” you nodded, him asking a few more questions.

As time passed, Some of the egos popped in to check in on you. Right as you were about to leave, fresh bandages over your torso and shoulder and instructions to take it easy for a bit, the door opened again, Dark standing in the doorway.

When you first met him, you were intimidated by him. But as you got to know him, you learned he was actually a big softie who loved sarcasm and had a temper. You gave him a weak smile as you stood, Dr.Iplier making sure you didn't fall over as you walked to the door. You thanked the doctor for his help, beginning the walk back to your room, Dark following beside you in a silent escort.

And then came the hardest part of all of this. Stairs. Right as you held the railing in an iron grip, you felt a gentle hand carefully your hip and other hand. Looking over, Dark gave a small nod, silently telling you he would help you up the stairs. Walking on flat ground was ok, stairs were a different story. You would have to stop every few steps to catch your breath and try not to focus on the sharp pains you felt on your side.

Dark was patient with you, letting you go in your own time. Stopping with you each time you needed a break. Once you reached the floor, Dark let go of your hand and hip, letting the hand that was on your hip hover there as he walked you down the hall to your room.

“Thanks for the escort, Dark,” you said, giving him a tired smile. You may have just slept for 19 hours, but you were exhausted. “It’s nothing,” he responded, his usual booming voice was quieter. “If you need anything, you know where I am.” and with that, he walked off, probably back to his office to do… whatever it was he did in his office. You weren't really sure what it was.

Carefully, you sat down on your bed. Looking over, you saw your phone had been plugged in and cleaned off of any blood that may have gotten on it. Your bags sat on the ground next to your bed, your holster with the revolver sitting on top. The gun hadn't been cleaned, the wooden handle that had been engraved with a little mustache was caked with now dried blood. 

You sighed, reminding yourself to clean it when you woke up- hopefully tomorrow you wouldn't be so tired. Laying down carefully, you shifted for a few moments to get comfortable, falling asleep.

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A few days later, you were somehow back in better shape than you were before the attack. Dr.Iplier saw you walking back up to your room from the kitchen, plate in hand. “Hey, (Y/n), could you come here for a few minutes?” he asked, you nodding and following him into his office. Setting down the plate on one of the counters, you sat down on the table you were bleeding out on not too long ago, its surface now clean.

“I just wanted to know if i could take a look at the scars, possibly get a few images of them to put on record, if that's alright?” he asked, holding up a clipboard as you nodded, rolling up your shirt just enough so he could see the claw marks that left scars down your side. “The bite marks barely left any scars. They don't hurt and it's not very noticeable,” You said, him nodding while writing a few things down, taking out his phone.

“Are you alright with me taking a few pictures of them? Just so I have something to reference back to if any injuries happen over them.” he said, you nodding and sitting up straight as he took one from your side, clicking off his phone and sliding it back in his pocket.

“How have you been feeling?” he asked as you rolled your shirt back down. “Fine as of recently, no discomfort when I walk either.” you responded, his face morphing into one of confusion. “Really? None at all?”

“Nope. I feel fine,” you said, him scribbling something down. “Alright then, I'll let you get back to whatever it was you were doing before,” he said as you stood, grabbing your plate and happily walking off. He scribbled a few things down on his clipboard, underlining a specific sentence.

‘Talk to Dr.Schneeplestein’

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Night had fallen on the manor, Some of the egos already having gone off to bed while others lounged on the couches or recliners. You stood, stretching before a wave of weakness flowed through you suddenly, causing you to stumble slightly, but keeping yourself from falling.

“Woah, you alright there, (Y/n)?” Illinois asked, as you steadied yourself, shaking off your uneasiness. “Yeah, I'm fine, just a little dizzy is all. Probably just tired is all.” you said, making your way to the staircase. “Was headed to bed anyhow. See you guys in the morning!” Leaving the ego downstairs.

Less than an hour later, loud thudding could be heard from upstairs, the three remaining egos- being Wilford, Illinois, and Bing- looked up. “The hell was that?” Bing asked, Wilford standing up. “Probably Dark getting upset again, I'll go check in,” he said, vanishing in a moment's notice. A few minutes later, he reappeared, looking slightly distressed, which was strange for him. 

“Everything alright?” Illinois asked as Wilford looked over at him. “They’re gone.”

“Who’s gone? Dark? I thought he was in his office-”

“No it’s- it’s (Y/n). They're just… gone.”

The three rushed back upstairs, finding your door ajar, claw marks on said door along with the walls, your bed disheveled and your window open. As they all looked on, they had one collective thought between them.

‘Shit.’

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that's part 1! i hope you all enjoyed!!

[spookysweet-heart]

All or Nothing

Request: No

Fandom: Battle Egos

Parings: Battle Egos x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: This is Part Three! Part One and Two can be found here and here! This is a Julie and The Phantoms AU, with the Holloway Sisters (battle ego OCs) and Battle Boys! I hope you like it! The songs featured throughout the series are by their respective bands and artists, I’ll link each song that’s featured so you all can listen along. Each song I chose has significance to the story, so I hope you pay attention to them! The collage was made by me! Edited by @semiproeagle​!

     Back at the club, Phantom is watching one of the performers running a soundcheck. He looks over at Natemare who’s standing by. “What do you think of an all-girl band?”

“Interesting, but how would you fit another band in when you’re fully booked?”  Natemare looks down at his brother curiously.

“Well, I’ll just have to make some sacrifices, won’t I?” Phantom stands up and pats Natemare’s shoulder as he passes by him. “Tell our girls I need to see them in my office, will you?”

Natemare only nods as he watches his brother head down the hall and disappear into a room. He looks at his wrist where a red symbol could be seen before disappearing into his skin. “What the fuck are you planning this time…”

“Hey!” Bones walks over to Mare. His smile turns into worry when he sees Mare looking at his wrist. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Natemare shakes off his thoughts and looks around. “Have you seen Lexi and Kimberly?”

“Uh, yeah, actually. They just got back. Why?” Bones raises an eyebrow, but before Mare can answer, the two girls walk into the room. 

“Hey! What's up, you two?” Lexi smiles up at them.

“Nothing really, how was the thing you two went to see?” Mare smiles back and hugs them both after Bones does.

“It was a lot of fun! Got to see the girl Lexi wouldn’t stop talking about. She’s unbelievably pretty.” Kimberly pokes at Lexi’s cheek playfully.

“Shut up. Besides, did you see how her sisters were looking at you?”

“Shut up…” Kimberly playfully elbows her arm, making Bones giggle. Nervously laughing away her embarrassment, she looks over at Mare who’s staring off into space. “Smokey boy, you good?” She waves her hand in front of his face to get his attention.

Mare blinks before taking a step back. “What? Oh, yeah no, I’m fine. Uh, Phantom wanted to see you two in his office, by the way.”

“Right now?” Lexi looks over at him.

“Yeah, but hey, when you guys come out of there, can you find us and tell us what he says?”

“Sure thing. But are you sure you’re okay? You seem more off than usual.” Lexi gently squeezes his shoulder reassuringly. 

“I’m fine, I’ll tell you two why when I know what he wants.”

“Alright, well, see you guys soon, then!” Lexi took Kimberly’s hand, leading her away from them and down the hall to Phantom’s office. 

Knocking on the door, they hear Phantom tell them to come in. 

“You wanted to see us, sir?” Both girls step inside, closing the door behind them.

“There you two are! My precious little gems!” Phantom brings them both into a hug. They feel a little awkward with how friendly their boss is being. “I was thinking,” He lets go of them and gestures to the two to take a seat by his desk. Picking up a flier, he hands it to Lexi. “Why don’t we welcome those newcomers? The sisters you told me about?” 

He points to the flier that had an invitation to the club for their Friday night showcase. “Wouldn’t it be nice to introduce them to a place where they could come and relax when they want to take a break from things?” Phantom smiles as he pet and smoothes out Kimberly's hair. “I’m sure they’d love to see my leading lady perform on one of her biggest nights of the week.”

“This is for next week, it feels too late to say anything…” Lexi looks over the flier one more time before she looks up at him. 

“It shouldn’t be an issue, it’s not like they have a schedule to uphold. They’re dead. What could they possibly have to do?” Phantom sits down in his chair. He rests his arms on his desk, looking up at them.

“Well no, they don’t really have much to do, but we can ask if they’d like to come. You know it’s up to them in the end.” Kimberly speaks up when she sees her boss grow more irritated by the second.

“You’re right. It's up to them in the end. Just make sure their decision is to come.”

“Yes, sir...we’ll do our best.” Lexi folds up the flier and puts it in her pocket. “Let’s go.” The girls make their way to the door, but are stopped before they can reach the doorknob. They hear Phantom speak again.

“Don’t forget! You two have a soundcheck bright and early tomorrow.” Phantom leans into the back of his chair, watching them leave his office.

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Marie and Raven are sitting on the couch in the studio watching Anne pace back and forth. “Will you sit down? What’s up with you?”

“What’s up with me?! You guys know I don’t deal with change well.” Anne’s voice raises, almost becoming squeaky. “When you guys almost moved to go to college, when our puppy ran away, the fact that we died and came back?!” She looks at them on the brink of tears. “Then there’s the fact we can only be seen by this one girl until we find out we can actually be seen by everyone else when we perform with her?!”

Marie stands up, placing her hands on Anne’s shoulders squeezing them. “I know it’s a lot to take in, but can’t you see that this is an amazing opportunity? Anne, we can be the band we were always meant to be with (Y/n)’s help.”

“I know, you’re right, but- I just….it’s all too much to handle right now… how are you this calm?” Anne leans into Marie’s chest, letting herself cry.

“I’m the oldest, remember? My job is to worry about all of you first.” Marie gently pets Anne’s hair, kissing the top of her head and bringing Anne in closer to hold her against her chest.

Raven looks up at them feeling the same confusion as Anne. “You’re both right. It’s too much, but it’s what we have to work with. This could be a clue for our unfinished business.”

“A clue?” Marie looks over at Raven. “Maybe, but right now we gotta focus on what we can do to help (Y/n) before we help ourselves.” 

Anne wipes her tears away with her sleeves. Taking a deep breath in, she nods. “Yeah, you’re right. She just ignored us when we got back to her…I think she was crying too…”

Raven glances at the door before she picks up her old stuffed animal. “We should go check on her. She just ran up to her room and didn’t say anything to us when we got back.”

“Alright, we’ll go check on her. Hopefully we can help in any way we can.” Marie looks at both of her sisters before they all disappear from the studio and reappear in your room.

When they look around, they immediately notice that your room used to be Anne’s room. The only thing that stayed the same was the yellow wallpaper with flowers on it. Everything else was yours.

“What are you guys doing here?”

The three girls look over to see you sitting in the middle of your bed with a bunch of papers in front of you. Anne is the first one to take a step forward when she sees your eyes are red from crying. 

“We wanted to see if you were okay and maybe we could help cheer you up.” She looks down at you, giving you a warm smile. 

You don’t know what it is about Anne, but she has a way making you feel safe around her. “I know you guys want to help, but Erica already made it clear she doesn’t want to be friends anymore. Even if I tell her the truth about you, there’s no way she’d believe me. I mean, who would believe I joined a ghost band? Erica would think I’ve gone off the deep end if I told her that.”

Anne looks around at the papers and picks one up when it catches her attention. “What are these?”

“They’re just notes and things we wrote to each other during middle school and high school. Like silly promises and stuff like that.”

Anne shows Raven and Marie the note giving them a look they both know very well. Anne definitely has an idea brewing in her head. Turning back to you, she grins. “What if you showed her we’re real? Ask her to come over to explain everything and bring her back to the studio. We can show her you weren’t trying to mislead her.”

“Okay, but exactly what are we going to do?”

“We’re going to use these notes and turn them into a song you can sing to her and we can perform with you!”

“Do you think this would work?”

“It’s worth a try, right?”

“I guess you’re right. Okay, I’ll text her and then we’ll get started on this song.”

After sending Erica a text asking her to come over in two hours, you and the girls head back into the studio, getting to work.

Back at the club, Lexi and Kimberly are walking out into the lobby when Bones and Mare spot them. 

“Hey! So what happened?” Both boys look worried when their friends stay silent.

“Let’s get out here for a while. It’s our day off, let’s enjoy it.” Kimberly smiles, taking the lead and making her way out the front doors with the other three following behind.

“We should probably go to the park or anywhere else to talk about this.” Lexi looks around at the group.

They all agree and head to the park. It isn’t long until Mare starts asking questions again once they arrive at an empty table. 

Pulling out the flier from her pocket, Lexi starts to explain the situation as much as she can. The boys stay silent, listening to every word, but still staying that way even after everything is said and done.

“I don’t trust it for a second, but maybe Phantom isn’t going to do anything at first. He’s evil, but smart. He’s not going to outright take them. He’d try to warm them up and convince them to come back again before he tries anything.” Bones looks determined, but a bit frightful at the thought of getting in Phantom’s way.

Mare looks at Lexi like an idea that popped into his head. “You’re friends with them, right? Why not go along with it? Convince them to stop by. Make it seem like everything is going his way, but we need to give them warnings. We can’t just flat out tell them everything, or else we’ll be put in orbs and on the shelf.”

“I don’t like that, it feels gross, honestly. I’d feel horrible.” Lexi frowns at the thought of actually going through with this plan.

“Try to do this. You want to help them, don’t you?”

“Yeah, of course I do.”

“Then we have to play the game and try to get a step further. Kimberly, why not talk to one of the other sisters? If one of them is a little hesitant about coming, the other one could probably convince the rest to come along.”

“Maybe I could try. I can’t guarantee anything.”

Bones smiles reassuringly, hoping the girls’ nerves will calm down a little. “We’ll give Phantom any updates he wants while you two are busy. We only have rehearsal tomorrow morning and you’re both free for the weekend. Use the time to talk to those sisters. We got this, okay?”

“Okay.” They both nod, still not completely agreeing with this plan.

“You guys should go right now, set up a time to meet up over the weekend and get this thing in motion.”

The girls look at each other and nod before disappearing.

Bones looks over at Mare, very concerned. “Do you think we’ll be able to do this?”

“Honestly? I have no idea.”

Standing outside of the studio, Lexi and Kimberly can hear someone talking. Peeking inside, they see (Y/n) and another girl sitting on the couch. Lexi looks around and spots the girls by their instruments. 

Raven looks up and locks eyes with Lexi. Immediately grinning, she gestures for them to come in. Stepping inside, Kimberly waves at Marie and Anne, smiling at them. Raven points to a few chairs that are in the room. “Take a seat! We’ll only be a few.” She tilts her head over to you and Erica on the couch.

“I don’t know (Y/n), ghosts? If you’re not going to tell me the truth, you shouldn’t have called me over. Seriously, this isn’t funny. I’ve been trying to get you to play music again after what happened to your dad, but the thing that got you out of your block was a ghost band? I don’t believe it.”

“Erica, I know it sounds completely insane, but just sit here and I’ll prove to you I’m not lying. Please, you obviously still trust me since you haven’t given up at this point.”

Rolling her eyes, Erica crosses her arms over her chest. “Fine, but after this, I’m calling your mom and telling her everything because this is seriously concerning.”

You grin, nodding and standing up from the couch. “Alright, that’s fair enough for me. The girls helped me write this when I was looking over those notes and letters we wrote each other over the years. It’s simply called Best Friend.” Walking over to the mic you look at the girls and nod, signaling that you're ready to start.

Marie smiles as she starts playing her guitar leading the song. The other two join in soon after.

You smile looking at Erica when you start singing. “Remember when you broke up with your fucking ex? God, I'm glad you've finally gotten over them. Only took about a hundred million texts. God, I swear that bitch was such a narcissist. Everybody knows I love you so, so, so, so much'Cause every time they ask, I always tell, tell, tell, tell them.“  Seeing Erica’s eyes widen a bit when she’s able to see the girls again while they're playing with you.

“That's my fuckin' best friend, that's my fuckin' right hand. That's my fuckin' throw-up-in-the-bathroom-but-still-love-them. That's my fuckin' best friend, best friend. That's my fuckin' best friend, best friend. That's my fuckin' lifeline, that's my ride or die like. That's my fuckin' hate-you-but-you-know-that-that's-a-damn-lie. Baby, you're my best friend, best friend. Baby, you're my best friend, best friend” Taking the mic off the stand you walk over to Erica and pull her up to her feet, guiding her over to the group. 

“Made a promise that I'm gonna marry you. If we're both still single by, like, thirty-two. And that shit is gonna end up bein' true 'Cause I hate, like, everyone except for you. Who else is gonna grocery shop with me at 2 AM? Who else will take that picture for you just to get revenge? You're just as psycho as me, just as sick inside the head So when they ask, I've always said” 

Wrapping arm around her shoulders you pull her into your side as you finish the song. “That's my fuckin' best friend, that's my fuckin' right hand. That's my fuckin' throw-up-in-the-bathroom-but-still-love-them. That's my fuckin' best friend, best friend. That's my fuckin' best friend, best friend. That's my fuckin' lifeline, that's my ride or die like. That's my fuckin' hate-you-but-you-know-that-that's-a-damn-lie. Baby, you're my best friend, best friend/ Baby, you're my best friend, best friend.” 

Looking around at the sisters, Erica reaches out her hand to touch Raven���s arm, but it phases right through her. ”Holy shit, you were telling the truth!”

The girls disappear from Erica’s sight, but they’re still in the studio with everyone.

“I told you I was being honest. I’m sorry for not telling you the truth before, but you said it yourself. You couldn’t believe it, so I had to prove it to you instead. Forgive me?”

“You’re forgiven, but no more secrets, okay?”

“I promise. No more secrets.” Erica laughs and hugs you tightly. 

“You’re free this weekend, right? Let’s have a movie night!”

Nodding in excitement, you take her hand and almost bolt out of the studio. Anne hears about the movie night and shouts out to you “Wait, I wanna join! What movie are you going to watch!?” Instantly, she disappears, following you two into the house.

Raven walks over to Lexi, taking her hand and helping her to her feet. “So, what's with the surprise visit?” She leads Lexi to sit on the couch with her.

“I wanted to see you, again in all honesty. We’re only working tomorrow morning for the weekend, so I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out with me while I have the time. It’s really nice talking to you, Raven.”

Raven giggles when she sees a faint blush on her cheeks. “I’d love to! It’s been really fun to have you to talk to, and, well, not just for advice, but I actually really love spending time with you, Lexi.”

Lexi grins, trying her hardest not to freak out. “I feel the same way. I um, I was thinking we could hang out at the park for a bit before going anywhere else. I just like going around there before and after work, just to clear my head.”

Raven nods excitedly. “That's understandable. Would you like to meet in the afternoon?”

“Yeah, sounds perfect!”

Marie smiles as she takes the empty seat next to Kimberly. “Hey, you. Didn’t think I would get to see you again so soon.”

“Ah, well, we're just at the club we work at and we were told that we only have morning rehearsals with most of the weekend off. Lexi wanted to see if Raven wanted to hang out with her and, um, I kinda wanted to see if you maybe wanted to hang out with me?”

Marie smiles and giggles, seeing the girl in front of her become a bit flustered. “That sounds fun, I’d love to! Plus if it gets me more time with a cutie like you, I’m definitely not skipping this chance.”

Giggling, Kimberly shakes her head. “I bet you say that to all the ghost girls.”

“Only the cute ones, and so far, it’s only been you.”

“Oh my gosh.”

Marie only grins, seeing her face get redder. “So when and where, sweetheart?”

Kimberly looks at her shoes for a moment before looking back up at Marie “Um, I was thinking we could walk around Hollywood for a while and just see where the day takes us. Maybe we can meet by the walk of fame around two?”

“Oh! It’s been literally years since I’ve visited Hollywood! I’d love to!” Marie grins and dances excitedly in her seat.

“Great! So I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“It’s a date! See you tomorrow!”

Kimberly grins and stands up, walking over to Lexi who’s getting up from the couch.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” She smiles at Raven as she stands up with her. 

“Yeah, see you tomorrow!”

Lexi and Kimberly wave goodbye to the sisters before they disappear, heading back to the club.

Raven and Marie look at each other in silence for a few seconds before they both get goofy grins on their faces, getting excited for the next day.

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[milkywazze]

Hiya! Could I get Phantom's reaction to his crush (who's normally wearing multiple layers) walking by him in a tank top and surprisingly has some very muscular arms! Feel free to ignore this, I hope you have a great night/day!

Eh fuck it, what have i got to lose? It'll be a y/n they/them thing cause i'm not really sure if you wanted it male or female. Cool? Cool 💁

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Phantom had been organizing his contracts, catching y/n walking past the desk in his office. He looked up. "Y/n? How many times have i t-" he stopped, looking at their outfit.

"..what are you wearing..?" He asked softly, eyes still looking their outfit over. "Oh- sorry, its hot outside, i needed to cool off.." y/n stammered. A smile came to phantoms face. "I see. Just.. don't go walking around with those out. They're pretty dangerous." He teased, gesturing to their muscular arms.

Y/n looked in confusion, before looking at their arms. "Oh- yeah.. i've ah.. i've been working out.. sorry." They cover their arms, phantom suddenly next to them. He put his hands gently on y/ns arms, his touch like ice. "No no.. you're okay.. you look wonderful, i promise you.. you could most certainly kick my ass if you so desired." He laughed.

Y/n rose their brows. "Is that a challenge, phantom?" They teased. Phantom let out another laugh. "Possibly. It really depends on how the day goes."

( i hope this is what you were thinking,, i tried my best 😅 )

[phantom-nwtb]

NateMare x Child Reader

The crying filled the air, as some men beat up this Woman and there was this Child watching. The Child kept crying even though The Men told His to be quiet. The Men had beat The Woman so much that She died. After She died The Men tried to hurt The Child but The Child got up and ran out of The House, hopeing to find help. But to no use. No help came, and whoever was hurting The Child's Mother, had gotten away with it. When The Cops and The Ambulance arrived, it was to late. The Woman had died from the bleeding. The Child of course was put up for adoption, and was never seen again...

Come back for part 2

NateMare

[thedarkcoven]

This Is Not A Dream | Master List

-Edit made by me using pics found on Google. I DO NOT take any form of credit other than the edit :) WARNING! 18+ Content Ahead. MINORS DNI!  Smut. Slight Drinking. Threesome. Manipulation. Dark isn’t a nice person/demon. Natemare is a little shit. Dark and Mare are obsessive and possessive. Antisepticeye is like a big brother to reader. Choking. Hair pulling. Slight abuse. Some noncon/dubcon. Talk of religion/witchcraft (ex: demons, god complex, sacrifices, etc). Bondage themes. Talk of mental health. Mind play. Dark magic. Shadow tentacle usage. Monster-f’ing (since demons are technically monsters). Blood/gore. Dark themes so if any of this makes you uncomfy please do not read. -If I can think of any more I will add them- 

Its been years since you started your career, starting as a side job, of creating Youtube videos. Out of celebration of your tenth year and meeting so many amazing friends over the years, your best friend Seán also known as Jacksepticeye has come up with a plan of having a get together for a few weeks. Things seem fine at first until one you run across what you thought was an abandoned shack only to have the events of a great time turn dark.  ~Chapters will be updated as I finish them -Chapters- Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

[rosewantstowrite]

Miracle Baby

chapter one: dangerous love

Nicole ran to her best friend after getting hurt by her now ex, she tell Nate what had happened and he called an ambulance for her, what would happen to the baby? Will she able to keep her baby? Will she finally get to leave him with the help of Nate?

[riotlain]

i wanna bite phantom with my teeth and shake him around like a dog

not in a bad way i really like him actually

[ijwrff]

UPDATED-WRITING COMMISSION INFO:

So I'm like. Real strapped for cash. I was in the ER twice and missed work for like 2-3 weeks. Those medical bills are coming in, with school bills, gas, all that on top of it. So I'm gonna open commissions, at a discounted price. I'll keep 3 slots open for this page, and if anyone had questions you can always DM me/send in an ask if you're comfortable. It's a first come first serve situation, and I'll be making a post saying when slots are taken, and update it as the slots fill up.

I'm binging homework today, so will hope to have all of that done by the end of he day, and have all day tomorrow to knock out some commissions. If anyone could help out by commissioning I'd really really appreciate it <3 and even if you can't, a reblog could be so helpful to me, I'd be grateful!

(If you want other fandoms, I'm in. Like a lot. So you can check out @ ijwrsmff, or if you want something SFW, I write little space fanfics over on @ lynnslittlelife of all fandoms on my other page!)

Below is rules and prices!

Genres I will write for:

Yandere, SFW, Platonic, NSFW, gore, angst, fluff, polyamorous

What I WONT write:

Noncon, water sports and scat.

Commissions will NEVER be under the paid word count, but they can go over and I will never charge for that because sometimes an idea just takes me away.

500 words-$3

1,000 words-$6

Every additional 500 words, $2.

(Max of 5,000 words for this batch, with the max price of that being $22)

Thank you guys! I appreciate every one of you <3

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Masterlist + DNIs

Green = Will do/Interact

Yellow = May not do/Thin ice

Red: Will not do/Do not Interact

I will do:

Markiplier egos

Jacksepticeye egos

X reader stories

Enemies to lovers

Monster/Royalty AUs (exg: Vampire Darkiplier x Royal fem reader)

Female Readers

Gender Neutral Readers

Male Readers

Limes

Interact:

Markiplier fans

Jacksepticeye fans

BATIM fans

FNAF fans

LGBTQ+ and/or allies

Crankgameplays fans

Natewantstobattle fans

Amyplier lovers (Mark x Amy)

Cat lovers

I might do:

FNAF x reader stories (Human characters only)

Smut

Yandere stuff

BATIM/BATDR stuff (Once again, only human characters please. If you want to fuck an ink monster then I'm making it human, somehow.)

Crankgameplays egos (I don't know much about his egos but I'll do my best to research about them)

Natewantstobattle egos (Same as the above)

Thin Ice:

People who kept complaining about the red eyes in the FNAF movie

MHA fans

Will NOT do under any circumstance:

Incest

Ships (egoxego)

Youtuber ships (Septiplier, crankiplier, whatever. Shipping real people is weird as fuck unless they're okay with it or are actually dating. Mark legit stopped collaborating with other youtubers for a while because people kept shipping him w them)

Pedophilia

Rape

Non-con

Dub-con

Abuse of any kind

DNI:

Religious people

Septiplier/Crankiplier shippers

Cat haters

People who like shotacons/lolicons

Proshippers

Racists

Homophobes

People who defend race-bending

Transphobes

Categories:

FANDOMS:

Markiplier egos:

Googleplier:

Beautiful (Yandere Googeplier x Gender Neutral reader || TW! IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION)

Perfection (Part 2 of 'Beautiful' || TW! IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION!)

Darkiplier:

Vulnerable (Darkiplier x Female Reader || TWs: None)

Behind the door (Darkiplier x reader || TW: Petrification)

Demonic charms, Part 1 (Darkiplier x female reader || TWs: None)

Head Engineer Mark:

Confident (Head Engineer Mark x reader)

Yancy:

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Do it for me~? (Actor Mark x GN reader || TWs: None)

Annus:

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Binded by Shadows (Ch1,Pt1)

I think that should be it for fandoms and characters. I'll add more to this in the future.

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Bites and Blood

TW// This story may contain sensitive topics such as: Animal death, human death, gore, gun usage and gun mentions, and doctors. if these topics make you uncomfortable, please proceed with caution.

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Part 1: Wounds

Part 2: ???

Part 3: ???

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