#blacklivesmatter
For @lonelypotato159
Third Person P.O.V.
Dark walked up to the memorial in the night. It had been 5 years since what people were calling the blip. And then, everyone was back. Everyone had been returned home, no older then when they left. The Avengers had done it. They had saved the planet. But the cost? Many of their lives. Memorials had been set up everywhere for Black Widow and Tony Ironman Stark. While Dark was not a sentimental person, he owed these two people everything. Because (Y/n) was his everything. He stopped in front of the stones with picture, lit candles, and gifts strewn everywhere, and deposited his own gift, which he preferred to call an offering, in the mass. He kneeled in front of the memorials, trying to be as professional as possible.
"Thank you. What you did, what you lost, what you sacrificed...it gave me things that I never that I'd have again. Hope, love, happiness. And now, thanks to you, I have my beautiful girl back. I'm not one to be overly emotional, but upon seeing her, I let myself show the side of me that feels that giddy happiness that can't be contained. And you know what? It's a good feeling. Thank you, for everything." Dark stood, and went back home. He smiled upon entering, seeing everyone he'd ever cared about asleep in the living room, except for one. He knew where she was though, and went up to their room. He just stared at her sleep in the bed. He'd missed her so much. The bed always felt cold and empty without her. Dark removed his shoes, coat, and tie, and laid next to her. He wrapped her sleeping form in his arms, and nuzzled his face in the crook of his neck. And he wasn't sure if he'd ever let go of her again.
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ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)
FanfictionThis was originally a collection of one shots with either Mark (Markiplier) or Jack (Jacksepticeye), but I'm changing it to have other YouTubers as well as them, so the first 20 chapters are just Jack and Mark. After that will be variety. It will st...
