ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

Djinn (Part 1) {Mark x Reader}

This is going to be in the world of Supernatural, so it's like a crossover kind of thing. The reader is the younger, half sister of the Winchesters.

(Y/n) P.O.V.

We walk up the door to talk to a friend of a missing man. My brothers and I are currently in L.A. on a case. Not a police case. A supernatural one. People have been going missing for a few days, then turning up dead. Signs point to a Djinn. We are in our FBI get ups to get information. The currently missing man is actually someone I know. Not in person, but via YouTube. Things can get boring at the bunker. Anyways the man's name is Ethan Nestor, and I'll be damned if we don't find him alive. Dean knocks on the door once we've gotten to the doorstep. After a few moments, the door opens.

My heart skips a beat. I didn't pay attention to who we were going to talk to, so to say I'm shocked is an understatement. Opening the door is the one and only Mark Fischbach, AKA Markiplier. Mark's face is solemn, so I guess he has already heard about Ethan. "Sorry to bother you sir. We're from the FBI, and want to ask you-" Dean cuts Sam off. "Aren't you that red-haired douche my sister is obsessed with?" I smack Dean's shoulder. Both of my brothers have seen me watched YouTube, they don't really get it and think that it's just a bunch of people making fools of themselves. Mark looks taken aback before his face scrunches up in suspicion. "Who did you say you were with?"

I clear my throat. "Excuse him. He's new. We are from the FBI. I'm agent Seeker. This these are agents Scully and Rowan. We want to ask you about your missing friend." I cover sympathetically. He looks over me as I hold up my badge. "I already talked to the police." He states. "We know, but can we ask a few more questions?" He finally nods. "Come in." He opens the door wider for us to follow. He starts leading us inside. I fall back with Dean. "Obsessed is a harsh word." I whisper angrily. He smirks. "But accurate." I shake my head. "You could have blown our cover." He shrugs. "What, and miss a chance to mess with the guy you are so obviously in love with." I blush madly. He wasn't wrong. I have had a crush on the ravenette for awhile. "We're hunters Dean. Stay focused." He shrugs.

Once we all settle in the living room, Mark in a chair and is sitting in the couch across from him. "How close were you with Ethan?" Sam starts. "Pretty close. Saw each other a lot. Messed around a lot. We always gave him a lot of crap. Jokingly but still. I can't believe that he might be...." Mark stops himself, fresh tears start to spring up in his eyes. I put a hand on his sympathetically. He nods his appreciation. "We?" Dean continues. "My team and friends. I'm a YouTuber. So is Ethan." Mark explains. "Last time you talked to him, did he say where he was heading?" I ask carefully. Mark thinks. "Kind of. He was site checking for a place to do a video for our conjoined channel. I don't know where he was checking." I nod. "Are there any abandoned warehouses or anything around here that you are aware about?" He gives me a weird look.

"Um no. Why is that important?" He asks. "Just trying to gather all information for any possibility." Sam says. Mark nods, then realizes something. "Wait I do know something. There is old factory just off Long Beach. It's about 20 minutes from here. It never been in use." I give him a comforting smile. "Thank you, we will be on our way." Dean says. "Can I talk to for a moment, Agent?" Mark asks referring to me. I calmly nods, but inside I'm freaking out a little. It almost makes me feel bad considering his friend is missing, possibly dead, right now. "Of course. Wait outside for me." I say to he boys. I don't fail to notice Deans smirk as they leave. Once they leave Mark immediately starts talking.

"Who are you?" I keep my cool, and give him a confused look. "Sir, are you okay? We told you who we are." I say. He shakes his head. "No, who are you really. I heard you talking to the shorter guy. You said you were hunters. You talk about your cover. What the hell does that mean. Do you know where my friend is?" He shouts. I blush a little because this means he heard the rest of the conversation. "Okay fine. Quiet down. We hunt evil things. Things You probably don't believe exist. Ghost, werewolves, vampires, demons. All that jazz. We are looking for Ethan, I swear, we will do everything to get him home safely. Those two are my brothers, Sam and Dean. I'm (Y/n)." Mark looks shocked. "This is.....a lot." He decides. I nod. "I'm sorry. I want to save Ethan as much as you do, I swear." I continue. For once, his lips curl up and he smiles.

"Because you're obsessed?" He asks, referring to Dean. I punch his shoulder. "Ow!" "Shut up." He gives a small laugh. "I have to go." Once I get to the door, I turn back for a moment. "We will find him." I say. "Alive?" Mark asks seriously. "I can't make that promise." I say, then leave, wishing I could stay and comfort him.

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This old factory is a perfect place for a Djinn to camp out at. I glide quietly through the halls, looking for a familiar brown haired YouTuber. The boys went of in their own direction. Hiding in the shadows, I finally find him. I tighten my grip on the lamb-blood soaked stake in my hand. Carefully I make my way towards him. Thank god.....he's breathing. I steadily and skillfully pull out the tubes draining blood from him. I untie the binds around his wrists. He is unconscious, and alive for now, but to get him out of this state the Djinn has to be killed. I kneel on the ground to set Ethan down, then stand back up. I turn around and the Djinn is right there. Before I can move it places it's hand on my forehead and I black out.