Crankgameplays Imagines

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Third Person

It was loud in the office, everyone talking over another as they tried to win a very competitive game of monopoly. Another charity live stream.

The goal was to reach 100 thousand dollars by the end of the 10 hour stream, all money going towards Autism and special needs education.

So far, they'd just reached 98.5K, and, with only a half hour left on the stream, the crew was feeling hopeful. Nonetheless, they put out their best jokes to keep their audience laughing and watching.

Ethan groaned semi-jokingly when he went bankrupt in the game. This seemed to happen every time they played monopoly together - Ethan would lose.

To pass some time while Mark and Amy were bickering over the game, Ethan pulled out his phone and began to look through the hashtag. There was a lot of screenshots of Amy and Mark being cute couple goals, and it made Ethan deflate a little bit. He wished he had someone like that, but he was getting along fine without one anyway.

He saw one tweet that seemed to be getting a lot of attention though, and it wasn't about Amyplier.

@ vanillaluna: where's YN I need my daily dose of YNGameplays

Ethan smirked up at the camera after retweeting the tweet, which obviously made the chat freak. They all ended up chanting YN's name over and over again.

Mark paused the game to go get a drink off camera, and he seemed to notice the chats chanting.

"YN, I think they want you out there," Mark laughed off-screen, making Ethan look up with a happy smile. YN rolled her eyes at the both of them.

"Have we reached the goal?" She asked, checking the laptop to see for herself, "When we hit the goal I'll come out."

"You heard her, donate now! Everything is going to a good cause, and the money isn't passing through any second hands! It'll all be going to the charity!" Mark encouraged the chat, sitting back on the couch. YN smiled and decided to give her own encouragement.

"If we manage to hit 124 thousand dollars, I'll do something very special. 24 is Ethan's favourite number (true fact), so I'll give Ethan a lucky number kiss on the cheek!" Ethan and Mark looked over at YN in utter shock, Ethan's face already as red as Mark's old hair.

Of course, the chat went bonkers.

In fact, the chat itself actually stopped for a good few minutes while everyone went and donated from as little as 5 cents to $100 to even a few $1 000 donations here and there. Needless to say, they overpassed the goal.

While Mark was thanking the viewers for the donations and talking about the charity, Ethan was smiling nervously at the ground, face red and nerves taking over him. It was plain as a black cat on a white carpet that he liked YN. Everyone knew. Even YN herself, though she just pretended not to know, and teased him seemingly innocently.

It was adorable.

Mark finished up his heartwarming speech and called YN over to the couch. She waved at the camera and sat on a swivel chair behind Ethan.

She draped her arms around his neck and leaned her head on his soft hair, a smile lighting up both of their faces. YN proceeded to thank the fans whilst Ethan's eyes shone so bright that the stars would be jealous.

"..So seriously guys, thank you so damn much. We love you and even if you didn't get to donate, we appreciate you even watching this stream. And now, what I promised. Get your screen recorders ready, write down notes my fanfic friends." Ethan's blush from earlier came back for a surprise visit as YN leant down and kissed his cheek. The whole squad 'awwh'ed as Ethan laughed his happiness away.

Mark quickly stood up and got the two goofballs to pose for a picture, YN pressing her cheek against Ethan's hair and Ethan himself covering his mouth in a adorable attempt to hide the pure utter glee from escaping his mouth. His face remained as red as an apple even after Mark took the picture.

YN pulled away from him to go see the picture while Ethan stared at her with heart eyes.

He seemed to notice himself doing that, and stopped before he ended up embarrassing himself even more. He was so happy. Everything was going his way. He got his cheek kissed by a girl he liked and he indirectly helped the donations surpass their goal by a bucket ton.

Maybe he should lose Monopoly more often.

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So last imagine was duper long and this one was duper short but hey, at least I'm back in the fandom!

And I saw the Markiplier You're Welcome Tour when it came to Brisbane, Australia and it was AWESOME OML

Also this boi ^^ friggin waved at ME because I waved at him and honestly now I walk with the confidence of someone whose idol waved at them ngl.

Anyways, I'll try to make more imagines soon my dear readers, so have a nice day!!

P.s requests are open so please request literally anything ily

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