I fiddled with my watch trying to pull it off my wrist, but it wouldn't budge. Like usual. I gave up and laid my head back on the chair, gazing out into an mesmerizing blue sky. Little did I know, it was a only a matter of days before my life changed forever. EDITING

*SEQUEL TO UNTIL I MET YOU. READ THAT FIRST* The sweet color of honey seeped into his otherwise oak brown eyes. I was fascinated with the way and timing they changed color. Our eyes were locked with each other's when a chuckle of disbelief floated from his mouth. "What's so funny?" His gaze washed over my entire face, almost as if he was trying to take in each and every detail that lined it. "I'm just so in love with you."

I wasn't living- I was surviving- that is, Until I Met You.

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

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.)

Every night for almost a year now, I get nightmares. Nightmares of something that can't possibly be real. The nightmares have made me paranoid, made me believe that my friends will turn around and betray me, even if the 'friends' they refer to are only in the dream world. After a small camping trip with my friends, I hear a voice call my name as if it's asking for help. It's freaking out even my penpal, Sean, to the point where he's now demanding I go to America and stay with him while he's on holiday visiting his friends there. I can only hope that my life goes back to normal. Or at least find out who is asking for help. And who's that strange man that's been following me? Only time will tell I guess.

Cute little Markiplier Imagines to make your day a little better :)

You just arrived at your new apartment in L.A. and are waiting for your favorite YouTuber, Markiplier, to upload, but when his videos are late and you hear a crash from next door, you never would have guessed who you're living next to... Romance is blooming, but it isn't all tiny boxes and rainbows. The Internet is a VERY unforgiving place. Especially for a Girliplier...

"Where the senses fail us, reason must step in"- Galileo Galilei "I can't get away from it now, I'm trapped," I said, pausing for a moment to carefully pick out my words. "And... I... I don't think I want to escape." The psychologist took a moment of silence, shifting his glance from you to the paper on his desk. He lightly took a breath, as to not dishearten me, but I knew. "Alex," he returned his gaze to me, "are you sure? You are an independent woman, and... even though your mother and I are very worried for you, you are entitled to do as you wish." He paused, folding his hands in front on him on the desk, "But as soon as things turn... sour, we can not continue this." "I understand," I say with as much seriousness as I can muster. I stand and grab my bag, heading for the door. "Same time next week?" He asks, shifting in his chair behind me. "Yeah," I say, twisting the doorknob and facing him, "and... thank you, for worrying about me, cousin."

A simple clock on the wrist decided their fate. Their fate was delicate, and ending up with the perfect person for them was all they'd ever want and need in their life. [ r i p ]