(Y/F/P) = Your Favorite Pokèmon
"Of course I do, future Mrs. Fischbach."
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It was Saturday, and you and Mark had slept in after a long night of playing video games.
You woke up and looked beside you and there he was, passed out, messy hair. You blushed at the sight.
"Mark. Wake up." You said shaking him.
"F-five more minutes." You heard a tired Mark say.
You giggled and decided to give him five minutes.
"Your wish is my command." You said, walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
You bent down to spit in the sink when all of a sudden you felt a pair of hands on your hips.
"Ah. Five more minutes my ass!" You said to Mark.
"I didn't want to wait five minutes to see that angelic face." Mark said kissing your cheek.
"So what do you wanna do today?" You ask while Mark brushes his teeth.
"Hm... I think I want to go Pokèmon hunting. I've got a really strong feeling about today." Mark smiled at you through the mirror.
"Sounds good." You smiled back at him. You then put your hands on his hips and thrust really hard, making him jump.
"So you're that kind of girlfriend?" Mark smirked.
"Indeed I am." You said, waking into the bedroom with pride.
You picked out a shirt with (Y/F/P) on it and put it on. You also out on black leggings and combats.
You charged up your phone.
You were ready
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"I found another Pidgey." Mark whined.
"Yes how strong was this feeling?" You laughed.
"It's still strong..." Mark said softly.
"(Y/N)! I found a Poliwag!" Mark shouted.
You turned around and there was Mark. Down on one knee, beautiful ring in his hand.
You stood in shock.
"(Y/N). The day we met I knew I wanted to make you my wife. You're so funny, quirky and adorable. You're insanely beautiful and (lazy/ambitious). I love that about you. I want you in my life for a long time... (Y/N), will you marry me?"
You covered your mouth with your hands. Tears streamed down your face. You nodded your head about a thousand times.
"Yes. Of course I will!" You jumped into Mark's arms and wrapped your legs around his waist.
He pressed his lips up against yours.
He put you down, holding your face in his hands.
"Do you wanna go back home and catch some Pokèmon in the bedroom?" You smiled devilishly.
"Of course I do, future Mrs. Fischbach."
That made you shudder and you walked back home hand in hand.
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Markiplier Imagines
FanfictionImagine this: You're sitting on the couch. However, you're not alone. You're with YouTube sensation Markiplier. Why? He's your boyfriend of course! Read to see what it's like to be Markiplier's girlfriend!!
