Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

GTA V Online Goes Wrong

"So you're telling me that you restarted the whole game, just because of Ashley? And then you did it again when Mike got attacked by the Wendigo?"

"Yeah. Just wanted to keep my audience happy. But most of them still didn't like that I got the happy ending. Other Youtubers had gotten hate for not saving certain people, but I got hate for saving everybody."

"Shoot, I'm glad I'm not a Youtuber."

"Why?"

"I played it and I only saved Sam."

"Wow. You would have to delete your channel after that."

"True." You got up and walked out of the recording room.
You got down in front of the T.V. and laid on your stomach.

"Can we play a game?" You ask turning on the console.
"Uh I guess we can play GTA V online. And constantly kill each other. I made you an account in my freetime, I'll go pull it up on the computer. I'll play on the console."

"Coolcool."

Mark walked back into the room and logged in as your character. He came back out stifling his laughter, but you only found out why when you saw the character.

"Are you proud of yourself?" You look at the figure that just stood up from getting ran over. First off, it was a guy with red eye contacts, and his clothes where hideously put together from deep within the Earth.

"Who put him together? Wade?"
"Oh that's harsh. No it was me...I tried to make it look like you."

You take another glance at the horrid figure on screen and looked at Mark again.

"You've got to be shitting me."
He made a camera square with his fingers and closed one eye, going back and forth between the halfway dead player and you.

"I think the nose may be a bit off, but I was close."
"Keep playing with me and I'll make sure you look exactly like him on the screen."
"Homeless?"
"No. Dead." You motion towards the screen to see the letters "Wasted" on the screen.

"Oh... Maybe I should have let you spawn somewhere other than the street."

"Ya think?"

"Can we just play? I mean..come on now. Don't be such a stickler."

"Sure, but when I start woopin' yo' ass you gon' know not ta' play wit me no mo'."

"Daymn I like it when you get sassy."

Mark got that look in his eyes that screamed 'I want you'.

"Back up off meh.." He was right in front of you, staring hungrily at your lips.

"Have I told you that I like the way your hips move when you walk?"

"No...?"

"And have I told you that I love the way you smile when you laugh?"

"Uh..."

"And I love the way I just tricked you into letting me kill you."

"Wait what?" You turn around to look at the computer to see that Mark had been killing your character for quite some time now. The chat said 5 v.s 0 and it updated to
6 v.s. 0. He had the controller sitting on the keyboard, suggesting he had been playing behind your back.

"You sneaky-"

"You have no words to say to me."

"Trust me, I do."

"I won. End of discussion."

"No. Hey, come back here!"

Mark had started to walk out of the room and into the dark house. He hid somewhere since you didn't see the figure anymore. You had finally wondered into the kitchen.

"Mark if you don't get your ass out here right now..."

You felt him come up behind you and stuff his hands into the front of your underwear. (p.s. I hate the word panties, not sure if it's only me tho) His warm breath on your neck as you moaned out his name softly.

"What are you going to do (y/n)? I really wanted to know." He teased you.

He still stood behind you, but you were holding on to the counter. His hands where still on your womanhood, ready for round two.

"I'm waiting..."

You still stood silent, but gasped as he slowly started to play with you again. You started going crazy, making Mark satisfied with his doings.

You began to blush profusely as you felt a warm liquid drip down your leg.

"Markkkk, staph it..."
He got right in your ear and continued to play with you more intensely.
"Not until you scream my name."
"No...ugh fuck."
"You stubborn little bitch!" He pulled your pants off and placed you onto the counter.

***

Destiny's Child "Say My Name" played softly on the radio. You were laying on the bed in nothing but your black laced underwear...

...That was down by your ankles.

"Oh how ironic." Just then Mark's phone buzzed constantly on the nightstand. He was already up and out of the room apparently since he was nowhere in sight.

You looked and saw every single social media site notification blowing up. You clicked on Twitter and read some of the comments.

Markilover147-@markiplier Omfg, you made her scream

Thatonegirl-@markiplier Your grunts are amazing

Bitchiplier-@markiplier THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME
MARK!

DeezGunz-@markiplier omg, I think I know who the girl is!!! Click the link below to subscribe and find out
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BoopeRDoper-@markiplier Halfway through the video I could hear the girls all across the country pussies throb

DaymnZo-@BoppeRDoper *pussy's

Out of curiosity, you clicked the video that some guy named 'Mark's Crotch' had posted.

It was noises from what happened last night.

Somebody had walked up to the apartment door and knocked ever so lightly, mumbling about the noise level. You recognized the sweet middle aged woman's door as she reentered the apartment.

Just then the video cut to her holding the phone by the vent, coming out clearly was your moans and his grunts.

You threw the phone on the bed and cried.

"Mark's not gonna like this."

Somebody edited it without your moans and various heckles and posted it to YouTube.

The video was called 'The Perversion of Markiplier" and it made Mark all the more famous.

Especially with the girls.

A/N They say to this day you and Mark have been messing around in recordings. Especially when he was playing the FNAF series.