YouTubers x Readers

Markiplier x Reader- Jailbirds in Love

     You wake up in a dark place, feeling your wolf ears pressed against your head, and your tail tucked beside you in fear. You don't know where you are, except that you're in a cell. You let out a canine whimper when someone opens your cell door and walks in.

     "Ah, test subject 77, I see you're awake." The man purred. You scoot back against the wall, trembling.

     "Wh-where am I?" You stammer, feeling scared.

     "You're in a lab facility, and your cellmate is about to be tested on." A scream split the air suddenly, making you yelp with a start. The man didn't react, even when the scream echoed again. "See? Subject #78 will be back in a little bit." He closed the door behind him, locking it and then walking away. You take in a shaky breath, holding your hands over your ears, straining to stay calm. Stay calm, y/n, stay calm, you tell yourself. Think good thoughts, think about YouTube... Think about Markiplier.

     Markiplier was your favorite YouTuber, he always made your day and gave you something to smile about, even though he cursed here and there. You actually found it kinda cute, along with his looks of course.

     The door opens again, and a bloodied man is carelessly tossed into the cell. Concerned and alarmed, you scramble to your feet and approach him. He's deathly still, except for the slight rise and fall of his flank, signifying that he was still alive. You carefully turn him over on his back, getting a good look at his face. You gasp when you realize who it is. This, was the man Markiplier himself!

     He groans and shifts slightly, then his eyes fluttered open. He takes in a raspy breath, his unfocused eyes darting around as you scoot away from him, your mouth wide open and revealing your fangs. Why was he here? Who were these men, and why would they want a YouTuber, of all people Markiplier?

     "Who... who are you?" Mark wheezed, trying to sit up. You shake your head and push him back.

     "D-don't..." You whisper. "You need to regain your strength." He manages to at least lift his head to give you a glare.

     "Th-then where the hell am I?" He demanded weakly. The corners of your mouth tug to slip into a weak grin, which you try to ignore. Well, so what if you were injured, I mean, your #1 favorite YouTuber was standing-er, lying down- in front of you. How cool is that? Even if you're both being maltreated... You shake your head with a defeated look on your face.

     "I-I don't know..." You whisper, feeling your eyes tear up. Mark looks at you in surprise.

     "Hey, don't... don't cry." He begs. "I hate it when girls cry." You sniffle and keep your ears flat and out of sight still.

     "Oh- oh kay..." You whimper, emitting a canine like whine. "L-let me help you sit up." You eventually help the YouTuber to a sitting position, leaning him against one of the prison walls.

     "Wha... what was that noise you made earlier?" He wheezed. You shrink back, then sigh and let your ears show. He blinks at you in surprise.

     "I-I-th-they made me a-an Okamimimi." You stammer, letting your tail flick about behind you. He felt the  top of his own head, probably to make sure he didn't have wolf ears either.

     "D-Do you think that'll happen to me too?"

     "M-ma-maybe." You admit, letting your ears flatten on your head again. He had a thoughtful and curious expression, then he asked, "Can I uh, see them?" You nod and hesitantly scoot over to him, leaning down and staring at the ground. He feels the tip of one of your ears, then starts to pet them. His touch is so... gentle, so caring. You twitch your ears at the delightful sensation, murring almost and letting your tail flicker. You hear him chuckle softly, and you steal a glance at him. He's looking at you with a warm gaze, stroking you with care and the gentleness. Then he finally stops and stares at you.

     "Wh-what?" You ask shyly.

     "I dunno, it's just... well uh... y-you're really pretty." You blush even harder and manage a small smile.

     "Really?" You ask softly. He grins and gives you a pat on the head.

     "Yeah."

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     "H-hey y-y/n?" you stir awake at Mark's apprehensive tone.

     "What is it?" You ask, worried. You see him sitting next to you, with something on his head.

     "We were right, they did the same thing to me that they did to you." You blink in surprise when you realize: he's now an Okamimimi/Wolf hybrid too!

     "Wow, can I touch them?" You ask innocently, sitting up.

     "Yeeeaaaahh, sure..." He answers hesitantly. You slowly reach out and gently pet his new ears. They were so soft, and silky. They're black furred, like yours are.

     "Wow..." You breathe, pulling back your hand. "They're so soft."

     "Really?" He questioned incredulously, reaching up and feeling them himself. "AGH!!!" He yelped in alarm. You can't help but giggle/laugh at his silly attitude, and he smiles, obviously pleased that he's entertaining you. Since it's been a week that you two have been in here, you've grown to be close friends, and he's been keeping your hopes up to one day escape out of this hell hole.

     "Hey y/n? Can I uh... Can I try something?"

     "Er, yeah sure." You reply shyly, wondering what he was talking about.

     "Close your eyes." You obediently close them and wait when you feel something press against your lips. Mark was kissing you. Surprised, you don't move, then you start thinking again and kiss him back. It was a deep and passionate kiss that felt like sparks were flying.

     "Y/n, can I ask you something?" Mark asked after he breaks the kiss.

     "S-sure..." You stutter, swaying a little bit.

     "I uh, I-I know now may not be a good time to ask this, but uh... Will you be my girlfriend?" You gaze into his lustrous chocolate brown eyes, already knowing what your answer was.

     "Yes."