Multi-fandom X Reader One-shots

Darkiplier/Damien||WKM/ADWM/AHWM||

{The name 'Mark' in this story is in reference to Actor Mark from Who Killed Markiplier and also Heist/Date Mark- who is one person, in this story at least.}

 Dark had always been in love with [Y/N], even as Damien. It had hurt him to steal [Y/N]'s body and leave them at Markiplier manor by themself; he had thought it was for the best, Celine had convinced him, oh how wrong he was to believe her. Finding out that [Y/N] had become a 'character' in Mark's game had broke him, and he was ready to get them back. [Y/N] had gone on a museum heist with Mark, their decisions leading them straight to Dark.

 [Y/N] appeared in a dimly lit hallway, seeing a framed portrait of someone familiar to them with his eyes scratched out with black marker. [Y/N] heard the chef's voice echo, as they pulled their phone out. An odd text on their screen, they took a couple steps forward when a light turned on to their left; [Y/N] looked at the framed portrait of the butler, his eyes crossed out like the other portrait. [Y/N] knew who the man was but couldn't place where they knew him from, missing their dear friend as they heard his voice echo throughout the hall. They recieved another text, reading it, and walking forward once again. As soon as the portrait lit up, [Y/N] felt tears well up in their eyes, it was the detective Abe, his eyes crossed out like the others. [Y/N] looked at the newest message, hearing Abe's voice echo, they walked on, ready to look at the next portrait. However, once [Y/N] saw one of their best friends, his eyes crossed out, and a pink moustache drawn on his portrait, their grip on their phone faultered.

 "William..." They sobbed, hearing his voice echo throughout the space.

 [Y/N] looked at the newest message, the turned to their left. The darkness lit up with what seemed like stage lights up until another portrait was shown on the far wall, it was of Mark, is eyes crossed out like the rest. [Y/N] heard his voice echo throughout the area as the wall seemingly grew closer.

 As the portrait cracked and crumbled, Dark spoke, "Same snake, different skin." [Y/N] then turned to the voice, they were met with the familiar face of Dark, however they were unable to think of why he was so familiar. "Always spinning his yarns, his webs, his lies." Dark continued as he glitched. "I always thought you were trapped in his games, perpetually plunging down the rabbit holes of his stories, helpless, lost." Dark went on, "I know the feeling." his form glitched with his words. "Perhaps, i'm the crazy one. Perhaps, we've met a hundred times already, and you simply don't remember it. Perhaps, you're tired of me repeating myself over, and over, and over, and over, and over, AND OVER AGAIN!" Dark shouted. "Or maybe you just miss my pretty face." As Dark's words came out, it finally clicked for [Y/N], everything clicked, accept how exactly they got from the manor to Mark's 'game'.

[Y/N] softly asked: "Damien?" as they took a few steps forward, and Dark flinched, it had been a long time since he had heard that name.

 "[Y/N]..." Dark glitched closer to the only other figure in the void-like space around the two, the slowly took a step towards them. "I'm sorry." he wrapped his arms around [Y/N], pulling them into a hug, slightly shocked when he revieved one back.

 "Why did you leave me, Damien?" [Y/N] asked in a hushed voice, "I really loved you, you know. I still do..." [Y/N] was almost silent when saying the last part, but Dark still heard.

 "Celine convinced me it was for the best, I stopped letting her take control of our body once I found out she was wrong. I'm so sorry [Y/N], I love you so much." Dark hugged [Y/N] tightly with his apology.

 [Y/N] pulled back a bit, cupping Dark's face in their hands, placing a swift kiss to his lips. "I forgive you." [Y/N] gave him a smile, and he gave them an old Damien smile back, before pressing his lips against theirs in a soft, love-filled kiss.

-End-

I know, a Wilford lover, and proclaimed underrated character simp writing a Darkiplier oneshot? Yeah, this was based off a headcanon of mine that Dark is in love with the watcher-character. I really hoped you enjoyed, as I stayed up until 4am to finish this. Anyway, thank for reading! Sincerely, Derpy.

P.S. All Henry Stickmin oneshot requests have been paused in production until I am able to buy the game on christmas.