I’ve Been Reading Some Fics Of These Two And I Wanted To Make A Lil Something ❤

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And Waiting...

((Hey, so I got incredibly inspired by this post by @darkstachedaily and decided to hop aboard the angst train!))

Title: And Waiting…

Pairings: Darkiplier/Wilford Warfstache

Characters: Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier, The Host, Bim Trimmer, Doctor Edward Iplier, Googleplier, Bingiplier (mentioned)

Warnings: Major character death, blood, someone gets shot

Description: What happens after you >SHOOT RIGHT in A Date with Markiplier? What happens to Wilford after you kill Dark?

“Darki! There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Dark was sprawled on the dirty cobble in the small corner of town Wilford found him in. The all to familiar tang of blood hung in the air and it seeped into the cracks in the ground, running like a web out from the source; Dark.

Wilford tutted Dark in mock disappointment. “Well, looks like someone got a bit frisky!” Wilford sauntered up to Dark teasingly, taking his time with straightening his bowtie and the cuffs of his shirt. “I don’t have any competition, now do I?” Wilford had known Dark was going to go steal Mark’s date, they’d already had a huge (and frankly boring) discussion about it. Apparently Dark had been afraid Wilford would take it the wrong way (what Wilford did that made Dark think that, he has no idea). But Wilford trusts Dark. He does everything with a reason, and would never do anything to hurt Wilford. Ever.

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I heard today is hug day!😍💕

Everybody: *eats tide pods*

Mark, an intellectual:

I know this isn’t a meme, but this doggo is so fricken cute that I can’t not post it 🐶

I see him and I want him to be okay…. please

Mine

“What even is this gathering for?” Damian asked, arm looped through William’s.

“Who knows. Knowing Mark he’s probably found some ‘holiday’ and just wanted an excuse to break out the booze.” William chuckled, using his free hand to adjust his hat.

“Like celebrating Isaac Newton’s birthday by drinking an endless amount of apple flavored liquor?” Damian huffed.

“This coming from ‘King Kegstand’?” William laughed a little when Damian nudged his side with an elbow.   

“Hush, that was just something from my younger years.” Damian sniffed and lifted his head as they approached the front door to Mark’s manor.

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A COMPROMISE

100 Thousand Reblogs and I will let Dark and Wilford live.

Anything less and they’re dead FOREVER.

Quick doodle of Mark’s latest video :’D | Twitter (@ArkartiArt)