*Antisepticeye x Reader x Darkiplier* *Spice in later chapters* Dark has visited you in your dreams for as long as you can remember. He's intoxicating - mysterious, yet charming. One day, he tells you he doesn't just want to see you in your dreams anymore. He wants you to come be with him in his world - where he's the King. But some of the demons in his realm are opposed to a human being brought in to rule alongside their beloved King of the Demons. So while he prepares a place for you, he sends his personal protector, Antisepticeye, to watch over you until the time comes for you to go to him. But something is amiss. You feel it in your bones. Little do you know, the demons Anti is protecting you from are the least of your worries.

Twitter@mizzuniki Tumbler@Iamschizophrenicbeach (The creator of the picture) Nyctophobia. Extreme or irrational fear of night or darkness. Some psychoanalytic writers believe that fear of the dark may be related to separation anxiety from a primary attachment figure, a phenomenon that is detailed further in a 2014 analysis on attachment and fear arousal published in the journal Psychoanalytic Dialogues.

I actually really hate this. Read if you wanna, I guess. It's bad though. *completed* I was frozen when the pop of the gun rang throughout the house. I wanted to close my eyes, I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. The man fell to his knees and flopped on his side, a dark red liquid quickly falling from a small hole in his head. Mark, a cut under his eye and a busted lip, looked at me full of fear and worry, immediately spotting what was wrong. Before he could say anything, the pistol fell from my hands and onto the floor, myself falling with it. Now on the floor, I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but nothing would come out. Over my struggle, I heard Mark grunt and a few shaky footsteps before I felt my head being propped up on something- or someone -and all I could see was Mark staring down at me in both emotional and physical pain. ~~~ Y/n never would've thought one person could twist her life into a mess. First it was playful flirting, but changes dramatically when some unwanted information floods the air. Sure to never stay in one place too long and hiding in plain sight, Y/n becomes something her child self never would have dreamt about. She may have imagined to be an actress, a famous singer, or a model, but never a criminal. -no hate towards Mark and Amy! This is just an innocent fanfiction!- ~will have the occasional typo~

•DISCONTINUED• He was a strange boy. I knew him in school, yet I could never find a way to talk to him. One day when his best friend was sick he sat down next to me at lunch. It wasn't much, just an exchange of hello's. Then, after that, I didn't see him anymore. And that time turned into weeks. Into years. I graduated to become a detective, him distant in memory. Yet a recent report had been made and I was sent to investigate. Little did I know what I had in store. WARNING: Gruesome & extreme violence is a major factor in this story. Harsh wording may also be used throughout this book

"I'll drag you to hell."

~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)

Dark probably did this every night, didn't he? Pick someone out of the crowd, make them feel chosen, special. And then he would break them. You just got lucky that tonight it's your turn. And once he's sunk his claws into you, he's not about to let go. [Darkiplier x Reader. Not fluffy; this is more of a psychological horror fic. Lots of corruption, manipulation, abuse (both physical and emotional), suicidal themes, etc.] Cover artwork commissioned from and used with permission of Sam Bloom [https://sambloom.tumblr.com/, https://www.deviantart.com/hujikari]

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?

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?

[Nothing was clear anymore, my home life, school life or social life. He was what was wrong with me. Tormenting me constantly, using my delicate brain to play games with my mind. There's nothing I can do to stop him. I'm just his little flower, sitting in a meadow. Waiting to be picked] ~ cover by; @thesmutqueen ~ title name; vannilien98 WARNING; Content is 18+ > Various uses of BDSM. This also may contain multiple RAPE scenes or RAPE like scenarios and you have been warned.