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50 Dialogue Prompts
“Why do you gotta look like that?”
“You've never had a hug before. . .?”
“Don't lick me ever again.”
“Get off of the light fixture!”
“You tried, and that's all that matters.”
“I'm sure they'll love you!”
“What if I hurt you?” (SFW ONLY!)
“Stop being sappy and kiss me already!”
“I’ve never been happier!”
“I won't hurt myself. . . I promise.”
“Hey! Wanna get lunch at uhhhh I don't know 2:45 AM tomorrow?!”
“You know you shouldn't be here, you loveable dumbass!”
“Hahaha I broke my leg lmao.”
“Everything will change one day, I promise.”
“Do you pinky promise?”
“OH UMM YOU LOOK. . . GREAT!”
“BABE IT’S BEEN. . . WHAT 6 MINUTES?”
“Where have you even been?”
“I live in the dump with the rat children.”
“It's been 100’s of years, dude.”
“HOW ARE EVEN ALIVE RIGHT NOW?”
“Listen here, buddy, I've been dancing with the devil for years now. Are you sure you wanna do this?”
“You don't remember me?”
“I didn't think you'd remember. . . but you're here now. To stay. . . right?”
“I'm scared of fireworks. . .”
“B-but. . . I. . . I killed you!”
“Why aren't you mad at me. . .”
“How on Earth did you get stuck in there?”
“I'm not going anywhere.”
“I think it tastes perfect.”
“Why do you doubt yourself so much? I think you're pretty wonderful.”
“I don't have parents. . .”
“I suppose you could sit in my lap until I'm done.”
“Pretend to be my boyfriend/girlfriend, just for a minute. Please.”
“. . . I just confessed my love for you and you really just responded ‘word’?”
“I literally only just met you and I already would kill everyone here and then myself, just for you.”
“Welcome back, how was that party?”
“Which one of you absolute TRASH PIECES forgot to throw the empty milk carton?!”
“Why is the body of christ on our doorstep?”
“What the fuck are you gay?”
“We've been dating for 2 years now.”
“Yo, I think my dick fell off.” (this one is a joke, but still its here. fuck u kori)
“I knew you said it would take a while but I didn't think five centuries!”
“Stop being in denial and just accept it.” (jkjk kori also wrote this one thx babe)
“Bro what are you doing in my shower, it's five in the morning.”
“Dude, if you're looking for what I think you're looking for, than you're digging the wrong grave.”
“BABE, HE’S COMING AFTER MEEE!”
“You got sent to prison, AGAIN. And you escaped, AGAIN?”
“I'm trying to watch the movie, stop trying to suck my dick.” (Male Reader ONLY)
“If you're gonna summon the dark forces, could you AT LEAST wait until AFTER the wedding?” (zac wrote this! hes just so good at writing prompts.)
thank you to my wonderful friends from discord for helping me with the last few. especially tate, kori, and zac. love you babes. i write for markiplier alter egos and jacksepticeye alter egos. i also write for danganronpa!^^
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Abe has two hands. One a chaotic mustache man and the other a emo demon :)
Masterlist + DNIs
Side blog: @antisepticeye-simp
Green = Will do/Interact
Yellow = May not do/Thin ice
Red: Will not do/Do not Interact
I will do:
Markiplier egos
Jacksepticeye egos
Yandere stuff
Polyamory stuff
X reader stories
Enemies to lovers
Fantasy AUs (exg: Vampire Darkiplier x Reader)
Female Readers
Gender Neutral Readers
Male Readers
Semi spicy/suggestive stuff
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
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:
MHA fans
Harry Potter 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.)
Pedophilia
Rape
Non-con
Watersports
Scat
Heavy pet play
Parent kinks
Heavy breeding kink
Dub-con
Abuse of any kind
DNI:
Religious people
Septiplier/Crankiplier shippers
Cat haters
People who like shotacons/lolicons
Proshippers
Racists
Homophobes
Transphobes
JK Rowling supporters/defenders
FANDOMS:
(Some of this is dead dove, be aware)
Markiplier egos:
Googleplier:
Beautiful (Yandere Googeplier x Gender Neutral reader || TW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT/ IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION)
Perfection (Part 2 of 'Beautiful' || TW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT/ IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION)
Murdock:
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Wilford Warfstache:
Confession (Wilford Warfstache x GN! Reader || TWs: None)
Illinois Jones:
Illinois Jones & the quest for the shadow sapphire, PROLOUGE
Illinois Jones & the quest for the shadow sapphire, Part 1
Heist! Mark:
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Mayor Damien:
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Darkiplier:
Vulnerable (Darkiplier x Female Reader || TWs: None)
Behind the door (Darkiplier x reader || TW: Petrification)
Welcome Home, PROLOGUE (Darkiplier x reader)
Welcome Home, Part 1 (Darkiplier x reader)
Welcome Home, Part 2 (Darkiplier x reader)
Welcome Home, Part 3 (Darkiplier x reader)
Welcome Home, Part 4 (Darkiplier x reader)
Welcome Home, Part 4 (Darkiplier x reader|| TW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT / IMPLIED DRUGGING)
Pains (Werewolf! Darkiplier x GN! reader || TWs: None)
Gratitude (Jackieboy Man x Reader x Darkiplier) || Part 1 || TWs: None ||
Date night (Darkiplier x reader x Antisepticeye || Polyamorous || TWs: Very light fighting between Dark and Anti, mentions of blood)
Head Engineer Mark:
Confident (Head Engineer Mark x reader)
Yancy:
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Annus:
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Bingiplier:
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The God of Night:
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The Necromancer:
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Septic Egos
Antisepticeye:
Panic Attack (Antisepticeye x reader || Platonic || TWs: Panic attack/ mentions of arguing)
Date night (Darkiplier x reader x Antisepticeye || Polyamorous || TWs: Very light fighting between Dark and Anti, mentions of blood)
Jameson Jackson:
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Chase Brody:
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Shawn Flynn:
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Jackieboyman:
Gratitude (Jackieboy Man x Reader x Darkiplier) || Part 1 || TWs: None ||
Marvin the magnificent:
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Robbie the zombie:
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Henrik Von Schneeplestein:
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Ethan Nestor's' egos
Blank gameplays:
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Unus:
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Mad Mike:
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Five Nights At Freddy's
PSA: Don't touch Freddy. please./j
Michael Afton:
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Michael Schmidt (Movies):
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Jeremy Fitzgerald:
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Vanessa (Games):
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Vanessa (Movies):
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William Afton (Games):
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William Afton (Movies):
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Henry Emily:
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Other stuffs:
Fragments (OCxOC) || Part 1 || TWs: None ||
I think that should be it for fandoms and characters. I'll add more to this in the future.
Welcome Home, Part 1 (Darkiplier x reader)
Today had been an odd day, the sun was blocked out and it was raining. You were really confused. The forecast said it'd be sunny & hot, yet here you were in shorts and a t- shirt, freezing your ass off through the airport.
You sighed and exited the building, waving over a taxi. Once you were inside, you sighed a bit. "Where to?" The driver asked, looking over at you. You gave her Mark's address and leaned your head back a bit, water dripping from your hair.
"Crazy weather today, don't you think?" She asked, her eyes now focusing on the road.
"Mhm, I came here dressed for hot weather." You replied, staring out the window. You checked your phone, Mark hadn't responded to your text. Maybe he was still setting up parts of the set. The taxi pulled up to the gates of the gigantic mansion. Along the gates was some writing.. "- .... . / -.. .- .-. -.- / --- -. . / .... .- ... / .-. . - ..- .-. -. . -.." It was probably in morse code or something.
You didn't question it because you had better things to do. Mark stood on the front porch of the mansion, dry as a bone underneath it. Lucky bastard must've not had to deal with the rain when he arrived. Standing beside him was honestly the last person you'd ever wanted to see. Mark's girlfriend, Amy. She smiled at you and waved excitedly, you smiled back still a bit pained whenever you looked at her.
You were happy for her of course, How was she to know anyway? You never made your feelings clear to either one of them. "You should get inside, the rains just getting worse and you're already pretty soaked." Amy said as you approached the porch. You followed them inside the mansion, leaving a trail of water behind you. "
So how was the flight?" Mark asked, walking beside you. "Long and boring." You replied, not meeting his eyes. "Damn. Hey, how about after we're done with the first filming sesh tomorrow we go out for food and stuff, Like old times?" Mark suggested. You shrugged. "Sure." The 2 of you walked upstairs. He gave you the keys to your room and then went back downstairs. You opened the door and walked inside.
A shadow stood in the middle of your room. It turned and faced you, starting to approach. You shrieked and backed into the table, knocking a mirror down. Shards of glass went all over the floor and a loud, painful ringing filled your ears. You shut your eyes tight as the shadow approached closer.
Welcome Home (Darkiplier x reader) Part 2- Overactive imagination
You awoke with a start on the floor, your hand was bleeding. Your head was hurting. You looked around you, there was no shadow & the mirror was completely untouched. You just sat there, very confused. You eventually got up and made your way down the stairs, looking for Mark.
Still a bit disoriented you bumped into somebody, causing them to drop whatever they were holding onto the ground. Before you stood a 19 year boy desperately checking his camera for any scratches.
“Oh my god I am so sorry!” You quickly picked up the rest of his things. One of them stood out to you. A strange black book with a hard felt-like cover lined with silver accents. The letters were faded. The boy quickly took it from your hands and put it back in his bag. “Thank you.” He mumbled quietly, his eyes didn’t meet yours. You looked at his appearance.
He had dark hair, part of which was dyed a vibrant red. It reminded you of Marks in 2014. “I like your hair. So, are you working on the set?” You asked him, he just nodded. “Mhm, camera crew.” He replied, fiddling with the strap of his bag. “You look young, how old are you?” You asked him. “19, I was just doing this for some experience and exposure but I’m being paid anyway.” The boy's head was still down.
“What happened to your hand?” He asked, lifting his head up a bit. “My hand? Oh, uh I cut it on some glass..” You replied, staring at your scarred palm.
Mark approached the 2 of you. “Is your hand alright?” He asked, also looking at the scar. You shrugged. You looked back at where the boy was, but he was gone. “Where’d the apprentice camera guy you hired go?” You asked, looking at Mark. “Oh, Good question. Probably with the rest of the camera crew. If he’s not with them, I’ll go find him, we’re about to start filming.” Mark walked off. Suddenly the ringing noise filled your ears again. Your surroundings changed into a black void. The shadow approached.
This time you could make out some features. The shadow grabbed onto your hand. It had sharp black claw-like nails.
They dug into your skin. You didn’t even have a moment to shriek before it disappeared once again. This time it screamed in anguish. You blinked. You were back in the living room of the mansion again as if nothing had happened.
You frowned when you saw Mark and Amy laughing together by a window. You walked over to the kitchen.
You could feel a strong burning sensation on your wrist. You looked down and found a strange marking on your wrist. It reminded you of those symbols you’d seen on the gate earlier.
“Did you see him too?” A voice from behind asked, putting their hand on your shoulder.
Welcome Home (Darkiplier x reader) Part 3- Breath of fresh air
You quickly turned around, breathing heavily.
There was nobody there. You sighed shakily. Turning back to the sink you splashed some water on your face. Everything had gone awry since you arrived at this place. You looked out the window; the rain had stopped by now, it'd be perfect to go for a walk. You walked over to the front door. You opened the door and stepped out into the street.
The sun was beginning to peek through the clouds. You took a deep breath and started to take a walk. You felt a sense of peace wash over you as you enjoyed the fresh air and the warmth of the sun. You walked for a few hours till you came across a massive sign for one of your favorite juice places.
You and Mark used to come to this place a lot before you moved out of state. You looked at the poster in front of the door. It read "ONLY FOR TODAY, ALL SMALL DRINKS ON US!" in big bold letters. You decided to go inside.
You just stared in terror at seeing how crowded it was. You'd probably be in here for hours before you could even reach the counter! After what felt like an eternity, you got to the counter and ordered a drink. Once it was handed to you, you started making your way to the exit until somebody bumped into you.
Your drink had spilled onto your shirt. "Oh, I'm so terribly sorry!" The person who bumped into you said as they handed you some napkins. You looked up at them. It was a man. He was tall. He had black hair that was neatly slicked back, and he wore a black suit with a rose pinned to it.
Something about his eyes though unnerved you. You just couldn't put your finger on it. He was quite attractive though. "It's uh, fine." You said, wiping your shirt with the napkins he'd given you.
"Here, you may have my drink. I hope you like pomegranate though, it's the flavour I got." He said sheepishly, handing you his drink. You smiled at him. The 2 of you walked out of the crowded store and sat on a nearby bench.
You took about six sips of the drink before placing it down for a moment. You turned your head to him.
"Sorry, I never caught your name. What was it?" You asked.
"Oh, how rude of me. My apologies. My name is Damien. It's wonderful to make your acquaintance." He said, flashing you a bright smile.
Welcome Home (Darkiplier x reader) Part 4- A moment too late
“It’s uh, wonderful to meet you too Damien.” You said, smiling back. Wow, was he gorgeous... You could go on for eternity about how perfect he was. “So tell me, does somebody as enchanting as you have a partner, perhaps a boyfriend or girlfriend?” He asked, inching just a tad closer to you. “Oh no, I haven’t been in a relationship in a while.” You answered, staring into his eyes. They were a sharp icy blue with an abnormal soft glow to them.
It was almost hypnotic. “Well if you’re available, perhaps we could go to dinner this evening? My treat of course.” He offered, taking your hands in his. It made you shiver. Why were they so frigid? Your mind told you to decline, to pull your hands away and just run. Yet your heart said otherwise, everything about his eyes, his smile, his..face. It was all so beautiful, so alluring, so secure, so..familiar. It was practically impossible for you to decline.
You were hanging onto his every word. “I’d love to go out with you, Damien." You answered, smiling at him. You exchanged numbers and parted ways for the time being, but you just couldn’t wait to see him again.
You entered the manor giggling while texting on your phone. Your joy faded when you were met with Mark looking at you. His face was a mix of concern and disappointment. “Where have you been for the past half an hour? You said you were going to help out but you just disappeared. Plus you’ve been acting weird since you got here and avoiding me.” You frowned. “Is it your business?” You questioned, glaring at him. “..What? I guess not but it’d be nice to know at least. Look, whatever's going on, you can tell me. We’re still friends.” Mark said, his tone becoming reassuring.
“Oh please, don’t act like you still care, Mr. big-shot YouTube star.” Mark's eyes widened a bit. “Is that what this is about? You’re being dramatic." You shoved him aside. “I don’t wanna hear it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a date to get to.” You said, looking at your phone again as you started walking past him.
Mark took a glance at the profile picture of whoever you were texting. His face paled. “Look, I’m sorry if I made you feel left out or anything of the sort. But I don’t think you should go on that date." You ignored him and just continued walking upstairs.
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Mark stood nervously, thinking about what he should do. There was no way he’d found his way back again, right? He put his hands into his pocket and his expression paled. Everything in there was gone, except his phone.
But how the hell- the apprentice.
Please send in more requests I need something that's not homework to do
Maybe a little werewolf Dark? Maybe helping him through what he can’t tell is either a chronic pain flare or a full moon coming soon? Either way, his body doesn’t like him and he is ouch. Scritches for the wolf man to make him feel better.
Pains
(I LOOOVE WRITING FOR THESE TYPES OF CREATURES! Tysm to @mothgodofchaos for helping me out with some details)
Dark entered your shared room, looking moody and incredibly exhausted. His hair was unkempt and all over the place, Despite how incredibly hot it looked on him, something was up. Dark would never let his hair get that messed up. Dark approached your shared bed and just face planted down onto a pillow. "Hi honey, you doing good?" You asked, putting your phone away and looking down at your boyfriend. "..No. I appreciate you asking though." You ran your fingers through his hair. "You wanna talk about what's bothering you, or are you going to just lay there like the edgelord you are?" A small sound akin to purring reverberated from him in response.
Dark then turned his gaze to you, he looked incredibly tired and his eyeliner was smudged. "It's merely a bit of pain, nothing big." He then moved himself closer to you, putting his head on your lap. "Is it werewolf related or just the normal flare up?" You asked, continuing to play with his hair. "I'm unsure." He replied before re-adjusting himself to have you leaning against him instead of the other way around. "Do you need anything? Where does it hurt?"
"My bad leg and my neck, but it's fine dearest. Your presence is enough to make me feel better." He said, picking up your hand and kissing the back of it. "If you need anything at all, I want you to tell me. I don't want to find you on the floor in pain again." You told him, combing your fingers through his disheveled hair. "I'm fine my love, as long as you're with me I have nothing to worry about." You just sighed and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you so much, Damien."
"I love you so much more, my little monster."
My personal nonsensical headcanon abt Dark is that he owns a pet cat that's somehow like demonic by association bc like when he's Dark it's a blob of void but when he's Damien it's a tuxedo kitty. The kitty is technically named Damien Jr., but is addressed as Dames. Also, the cat mimicks whatever he does
Cover art for a fic I'm planning out, artwork is inspired by @mothgodofchaos
Illinois Jones & the quest for the shadow sapphire -PROLOUGE
Dark gazed at the gates of the manor from his window Perhaps he should've gotten an actually competent underling to retrieve his item.. Suddenly the door to his office swung open. "Oh, You're still alive? I'd started to think a pack of wolves had mauled you. No matter. Do you have what I asked for?" He quipped, turning to face the thief before him. A small sack was thrown onto the desk, startling the sleeping cat out of its slumber atop some paperwork. "Oh now look what you've done, you scared Dames." Dark sat down in his chair and petted his cat assuringly as he emptied the sack. A small gorgeous sapphire ring fell onto the desk. The stone on top of it was a shimmering cerulean with black accents and it rested on a silver band with a gorgeous engraving of what looked to be a new moon. The thief glanced at the cat who hissed angrily at him, he turned his gaze back to Dark. "So, do I get my payment?" Dark raised an eyebrow. "What are you going to do with money? You're not exactly alive." The thief clenched his fists. "You know damn well I'm talking about my soul." He grumbled, placing his hands on the demons desk. "Oh yes..Your soul. About that, There's been.. a change of plans." A smirk overtook the eldritch demons face as he watched the thiefs expression change from frustration to panic. "What do you mean..?" The thief asked, cautiously stepping away from the desk. "I've decided you won't be receiving it after all." Shadows started to rise from the corners and slowly coil themselves around the limbs of the thief. "Why are you doing this?! I thought we had a deal! You promised!" He shouted as the shadows started dragging him down. "Think of it this way, I'm putting your talents to good use instead of letting you waste them on petty gas station robberies. Now, Get out of my sight." With a flick of his wrist, the thief was dragged into the shadows, it happened so quick that Dark could've barely noticed he was even there in the first place. "Well then, time to attend to more important matters.." He said, grabbing a pen and starting to write a letter.
'To Illinois'
Till Death (Darkiplier x reader) -PROLOGUE
(I got bored and decided to watch Wandavision and I got an interesting idea)
TW: MENTION OF BRAINWASHING??
You stood in the kitchen, humming to a song on the record player while you prepared something special for Damien. He'd been working late for weeks on end and he always seemed to come home incredibly tired, so you'd hoped by making him his favorite dessert he might feel a bit better.
You poured the batter into the pan and picked it up, heading towards the oven. Neither you nor the batter made it to the oven due to sudden whispers overwhelming your senses. They felt so near, so familiar.
You knew this voice, but from where? Your surroundings went dark and the pan dropped from your hands, clattering onto the ground. A small light at the end of the hallway beckoning you towards it, the closer you got towards it the louder the whispers got. You soon found yourself standing before a dusty old cracked mirror, it made you feel uneasy. The whispers got clearer, and you realized it was giggling which made you raise an eyebrow. There shouldn't be anyone else in the home except for you..But it couldn't be coming from the mirror, could it? You ran your fingers across the jagged shards of the mirror and gazed into it, expecting to find your reflection amidst all the dust it had collected over the years. But instead, you found a shadowy silhouette staring right back at you. You shrieked and backed away from the mirror, causing the voice to laugh even more.
"I really shouldn't find this so amusing..Yet it's difficult not to.. Tell me, what has he done to you?" The shadow asked, tilting their head. "I-I don't know what you mean! Who are you?!" You shouted at it, continuing to back away.
"If you let me out I'll tell you!" The shadow offered eagerly, grinning from ear to ear. Before you could respond though, a cold pair of hands pulled you out from the shadows.
You awoke with a start, finding Damien sitting beside you. Your head was hurting so badly..
"Damien..?" You mumbled weakly, sitting up and rubbing your head. He turned to you quickly. "Oh darling, you're awake! I was so worried! I found you lying unconscious on the kitchen floor, thankfully you weren't bleeding. Tell me, do you feel alright?" He put his hand on your cheek and smiled lovingly at you, but something about him was off..
"Damien, why are your hands so cold..?"