Not so shallow depression and anxiety lead to insanity. She found the one who petrified the beasts. Or did he find the one who could stop his cruel acts? Yay! A Darkiplier story! :) WARNINGS: This story may contain disturbing contents such as; swearing, violence, gruesome topics (blood, knives, suicide/suicidal thoughts, etc.), & some sexual content. I've warned you now, if any of these topics offend you or gross you out, I suggest to not read this story. Also if you enjoy the story please Vote my chapters, it lets me know you like my writing/the story, I appreciate it, I always Vote for things I like on here, especially because it takes less than a second. Thank you! Also I do not own Markiplier nor Darkiplier although I wish I did. And I do not own any of the fan art displayed anywhere in this story besides my cover photo which was made entirely by myself. Credit to all of the other artists though.

Damien is just his for show name. He was no longer actually Damien. It was too late to save him; or so he thought. Dark, the name he's most known by, brings unexpecting victims, uses them, and manipulates them. Then drives them to the point is insanity and drops their weak selves back into the world. He likes to watch them suffer. Y/n is pure. She is really nice and would go out of her way to please others. But what happens when she meets Dark and invites her into his house?

It was dark and ominous. The wall you pressed yourself upon was cool and dank. A rancid smell reached your nostrils, making you gag. It was the stench of death. Something horribly wet and sticky dribbled down your back, gliding along your spine. You startle, reaching a hand back and swiping up some on your fingers. You bring them close to your face, squinting to see. It was a dark, crimson liquid, viscous like syrupy honey. In horror, you realize it was blood. You spin around and back up, discovering more of the life blood splattered over the wall, conveying a message. Terrified but unable to help your curiosity, you peer closely, trying to translate. We're coming for you. Almost there. "We're here." PS, all the art (unless I say so) belongs to me. *The cover is not mine!*

This is a Markiplier FanFiction about the game, "Life Is Strange." Max Caulfield is the new girl in the town of Arcadia Bay. She's a shy photographer who has a passion for taking photos. Mark Price is a rebellious, punk rock, sarcastic, troubling kid who never listens to the rules. One day, Max finds out she has the power to stop and reverse time. Mark and Max end up meeting, and that's where the trouble and adventure begins. Will Max crumble under the new power she withholds?..Or will Mark and Max just happen to find a connection and solve the Red Butterfly Effect....?

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

*completed* ~this is kinda really bad. Read at your own risk~ "What do you see in her? You're complete opposites!" Tyler speaks scornfully. "Opposites do attract." I shrug, referring to the north and south pole of a magnet. ~~~~ Mark is the nerdy, straight A student while Y/n is well known around the high school for her disruptive behaviour. Mark gets picked on for the things he's interested in. Y/n has never had a good relationship with most of her family. Her parents divorced and her mother got custody. Y/n blames the divorce on her mother, creating arguments between the two. Her siblings don't help with the situation much either. Always bickering, fighting over who gets the shower first, or just annoying each other for the fun of it. When the smartest and baddest kids in the school meet, no one understands how they get along so well. No hate towards Mark and Amy! I absolutely love them! Also, no hate towards Tyler, even though he's kind of an asshole in this!

By chance your chosen as District attorney and meet the dashingly handsome mayor, Damien. All seems to be going well until an invitation is sent to invite you to a poker party, hosted by a man you had met once a week ago. When said man is found dead the next morning, will you be able to solve the case? (I do not own Who killed markiplier or any of mark's work. This is the exact same story as the one on my Quotev account under my profile as Reverse13.)

Before him, I used to love being afraid. I wasn't your average girl; I played the most terrifying games, read the most riveting thrillers, and watched every horror film I could get my hands on. I was in love with the sheer exhilaration that fear afforded me; when I was afraid, I was alive. Of course, that's an easy hobby to have when you get your thrills from watching it happen to someone else. It was all fun and games when I was the one turning the pages, manipulating the controls, sitting at home wrapped in a blanket in front of a T.V. screen as I lived a nightmare vicariously through the characters. Being scared was fun because I knew none of it was real. There was a clear line between fantasy and reality. Turn off the T.V., close the book, quit the game, and I was in control again. I was safe, like always. I could walk away, laughing and alive. I used to love being afraid... Until it wasn't a game anymore. My name is Jericho Andromeda Winters, and this is my story.

With a bachelor's in computer sciences at the age of twenty, it wasn't hard for Google to hire (Y/n). She was a prodigy in her school, graduating at the top of her class. She was always technologically advanced and enjoyed to repair things and take them apart. But when Google sends her a 'complimentary', updated prototype of 'Google IRL' as a birthday gift, she's confused. Upon consoling her best friend, Matthias, she finds out that Google IRL is more than it seems. With her technological expertise in mind, will she be able to control the artificial intelligence? How will she react to its questionable behavior? And what if she's taken on more than she can handle?