Markiplier smuts and fluff

wilfords quinn. 1

you're on your way to comicon, to see your favorite youtuber, Markiplier, and you had a genius idea for a cosplay that would really catch his eye. Since you've always loved the concept of Wilford, you thought you would make a Harley Quinn for him, and damn did it work.

You arrive at the event center, and you pull your hammer from the back of your vehicle and head towards the door. After few people already noticed your quite revealing outfit, you saw that no one recognized the Warfstache sticker on your cheek and It made you a little worried that Mark wouldn't recognize it either.

*grumble rumble* your stomach goes, letting you know that you are in dire need of noms.

You head to the food court, grabbing a thing of nachos and sat down to eat. As you enjoy the meal you just bought, a man approaches you. "Hey pretty baby, that outfit looks pretty nice on you, but i'm sure you'd look better without the outfit." He says to you, looking you over and you can see him lick his lips.

You take a deep breath, and reach for you hammer, standing up. "You look good to, but you'd look better with your face smashed in." you growl, lifting the hammer to your shoulder. He backs up a bit, the turns and leaves, allowing you to finish eating in time for marks booth to open.

((About an hour later.)) You finally stand up and make your way to his booth, your markiplier comic in hand for him to sign, seeing the line was already ridiculously long.

((3 hours later))

You finally reached their front of the line, with a groan. "Ughhhhh that took foreverrrr" you say and step forward. The people behind you chuckle, responding with a casual, "saaaame."

Mark had gotten distracted by Jacksepticeye being loud next to him, and when he looks at you, his jaw drops. "Wow!...... that's the best Harley Quinn I've seen." He says and I raise an eyebrow. At first your moods drops a little thinking he didn't notice, but after a longer look, he starts to laugh. "Ooohhh, I see what you did there. Clever." He smiles.

"You like?" You asked smiling yourself, as you offer him the comic book to sign. He takes it with his bick dory smile and uncaps his marker, never looking away from you.

You say hi to Jack as you patiently wait for mark to finish, but when you look back at mark, he hadn't moved his marker, and he was still staring at you.... More specifically, your butt. "Mark?" You ask waving your hand in front of his face. "Oh right, sorry." He chuckles and started to write, with a blush on his face.

After a minute or two, he hands the book back and stands up, leaning over the table for a hug. You hug him and then step away, to allow the line to keep moving. As you walk away, you look at his signature, seeing that he had left you a note, which read, {Meet me at the casino tonight at 9. Here's my number. 424- 501-5837 }

((Again, sorry if that is your number. But it's a California area code so I narrowed it down.))

You inhale, and without thinking, you let out a loud squeal doing a little dance, and waving the book around. When you finally get a handle on yourself, you lok to see everyone was staring at you, and out of embarrassment, you grab your hammer and run to your car.

((Good job, you just fangirled and freaked everyone around you out. Nice.))

((P.S. I'M A DICK TO YOU GUYS))

You look at the time, and begin to plan out how your preparation was gonna go. "5:30 ok, two and a half hours to get out of cosplay and into a good outfit." You said to yourself and you drive off.

After you get to your hotel, you undress and shower, then you find a really really nice outfit that you look good in, and you do some sweet makeup. ((if that's a thing you do)) You check the clock again. "7:15. Ok let's go and get parked." You say and head to the casino.

You got there 15 minutes before 8, and you decided to put marks number in your phone while you wait, putting a cute little picture as his contact.

8:10 rolls around and you're standing in front of the casino and no sign of mark. So you decide to text his him. ^hey you're coming right.^ ☆yeah babe, don't worry, just running a little late.☆ he replies You inhaled again, but held your fan girl this time.

After another 5 minutes he shows up, all done up in fancy clothes and has his hair combed in a way that highlighted his facial structure.

He took you hand and lead you inside, but stopped at the counter, and asked for something, and the clerk handed him something, then he came back to you, after he shoved the object in his pocket. "Let's go have some fun." He says smiling, and leads you towards the games and the bar.

After about a half and hour of just walking around and playing games, he stopped for a game of poker, and snatched himself a good 300 dollars. At first when he offered them to you, to said no, because he won the money, but since he was persistent, you didn't argue much.

((It was getting close to 11:30, and let's pretend Mark can still drink))

You and him were sitting at the bar, both of you already having had a few, he gets up and motions for you to follow.....