A date with the man himself, Markiplier, gone completely wrong. Now, you are stuck with the demonic entity Dark who will stop at nothing to make you his and his only. Will you submit? Or will you rebel? started: June 3rd, 2019 finished: February 1st, 2021 #8 in wilford! #16 in wilfordwarfstache! #9 in googleplier! #12 in warfstache! #15 in darkiplierxreader!

Humans have been practically gone for over hundreds of years. Or so they thought This Story Is Completed

You've finally made it to your senior year in highschool. Unfortunately for you, you've been forced to change schools before the start of it, but maybe it won't be so bad with Markiplier and all of his egos filling the teaching positions. Then again, not every ego is kind. You're lucky enough to have a class with the most despised teacher in the entire building: Darkiplier. What happens when you earn yourself detention with him? Will you manage to capture the heart of the supposedly heartless or will you fall right into his trap?

Freshman year at college, (Y/N) finds herself crammed into a tiny cabin with the so-called "Mr. Dark and Scary". Although all of her newfound friends advise her to stay away from the 'campus creep', (Y/N) is intrigued by this man who speaks few words, dresses dashingly, and has eyes that seem black as night. When she finds herself in a difficult situation, (Y/N) must rely on her roommate for help. He's not the person everyone makes him out to be, and she is the only one who can see that. **This story is not intended to arouse. It contains sexual acts, discussion of rape, and bullying. Read at your own risk. Only you know what you can and can't handle. Please take care of yourselves, and do not read anything that might trigger you/make you uncomfortable.** That being said, enjoy the story and let me know what you think! Rated #16 in Darkiplier (February 17, 2020)

~NOT INTENDED TO AROUSE~ This book will contain smut so read at your own risk... Sneek peek from chapter 2: He turns his head away and smiles before quickly wrapping a hand around your throat. "You have one last warning. I am taking pity, but after this, you only have one chance. Don't fuck up..." he takes his hand from your throat "Get out of the bed now and come over to the mirror." He points across the room and in the blink of an eye, he stands there still and waiting. ... You stand in from of him, gripping your left arm with your right and stare into the ground. He takes your shoulder and spins you around, grabbing your hips quickly and pulling you towards him, almost an inch away from his muscular body. He trails a hand up your left arm and behind your shoulder. "Look in the mirror and see your marking, you belong to me now." I'm always open for suggestions and new ideas, the credit will be given to all of those who have their ideas written into my story! We hit 50k reads on May 18, 2020!! Ranked #5 in Markiplierfanfiction (April 6, 2021) Ranked #10 in Markiplierfanfiction (March 25, 2019) Ranked #3 in alterego (November 24, 2019) ----RANKED #1 IN darkiplierxreader (December 14, 2019)(July 11, 2020 thru July 27, 2020) ---Ranked #1 in evilyoutubers (February 1, 2020) (March 2, 2020- April 7, 2020) Ranked #70 in Markiplier (February 17, 2020)

Highest ranking: #1 in darkiplier-After attaining a full-ride scholarship for a college in Los Angeles, the only thing left for you to purchase was a temporary home - specifically an apartment in an underpopulated corner of the city. But, much to your dismay, you start noticing some weird occurrences: TV shortages, cut phone lines, and worst of all - a screaming neighbor. But when you finally march over to confront them, you see that it's a handsome young man by the name of Mark, whom you had met previously in your college history class. He seems like a nice guy, but it still doesn't explain what's been happening in your apartment. What's causing it? Or, more importantly - who? What happens when Mark's body is taken over, and you meet someone incredibly different from the man they possess?

highest ranking #1 in markiplier & darkiplier; - "Do you not recognize me, my love? I've missed you so badly," He whispered into her ear, his hands gingerly grazing her exposed arms. "W-Who are you? (Y/n) asked, taking a step away from him. His chuckle echoed in her mind, sending chills down the girl's spine. "My dear, don't shy away from me. You don't want this to end like it did last time, do you? ; a who killed markiplier fanfic

(DISCONTINUED) " Y/N, you well never escape me!" I need to keep running, Wait Mark had his keys in his pocket, before I..." I chose the wrong twin...... This is base on A date with Markipler. The chocolate scene and what happens after....

The world has lived in darkness for over a hundred years since..he..has taken over. Humankind has been all but wiped out in the holocaust-like event leaving less than half the population to rebuild society. After the war, groups of humans began to come together to form the rebellion which grows stronger every day and spreads through..his..land.. (Y/n) is faced with the challenge of taking..him..down and restoring all of humanity to its former glory. (Darkiplier x Reader) #11 in #darkiplier (6/16/18) #1 in #darkiplier (6/26/18) #1 in #darkiplierxreader

{COMPLETED} This is my first story, so only constructive criticism, please. Also, there's no smut. Sorry not sorry. I ain't writing that shit. Also also, there's probably gonna be some gore, but that's to be expected. I'll keep the character pretty gender neutral, but I'm personally a demigirl so forgive me if the character seems a bit feminine at times. ◊◊◊ You're a pretty average person. Your parents are divorced, but that's not really unique. You're kinda pessimistic, some venture to call you "depressed" or "emo", but everybody goes through that phase. ◊◊◊ "Can't you just leave me alone for one night?" I snap. His laughs only fuel my rage. "I'm here to help you - Can't you see that?" he soothes. I just glare at him. "Yeah, making me kill a guy and driving me insane is real 'helpful'. Thanks." The demon shakes his head. "You don't understand, yet. I'm freeing you from the prison that is your conscience." "No, thanks. I like not being a sociopath." "Do you?"