Wilfordwarfstache Stories

Jameson Jackson never expected a piano to change everything. As the newest of the Septic Egos, Jameson arrives at Raspy Hill knowing almost nothing about the infamous Iplier Egos. To him, they're simply names attached to faces, stories he hasn't heard yet. Especially Wilford Warfstache. Everyone warns him away. Dark watches him too closely. Mark avoids certain conversations. Entire rooms seem to grow tense whenever Wilford's name is mentioned. But the man Jameson meets isn't the monster everyone describes. Behind the bright pink hair, theatrical laughter, and unsettling reputation lies someone profoundly lonely. Someone trapped between reality and memory. Someone who desperately wants to be seen as a person instead of a danger. Wilford Warfstache has spent years being feared. Jameson has spent years feeling invisible. Neither of them realizes how dangerous that combination can be. As old wounds resurface, loyalties fracture, and the fragile balance inside Raspy Hill begins to crack, Jameson finds himself caught between the warnings of those who care about him and the growing connection he can't seem to ignore. Some monsters aren't born from violence. Some are born from loneliness. And sometimes the most dangerous thing in the world isn't a gun. It's being understood.

Well, here's where the rewrite will be posted. I figured I'd leave the original in case people liked that one better than the new one. Major trigger warnings. Such as referenced non-con with slight instances of NSFW, references to suicide, self-harm, blood and slight gore(?), and I'm sure there is more so forgive me if I forgot anything. This one will definitely be a darker story and a slow burn compared to the first one. I'm hand writing each chapter first to make adjustments as needed and then posting them so I apologize if there's anything I could do better or there's any spelling errors. I hope you all enjoy the rewrite of 'I'm So Sorry...'

All you have to do is read the title.

None of the artwork belongs to me , requests are open and this is a book with one shots of dark and the egos I might do some smut who knows !

Two chapters of the crackship of discodoll. The first is a the meeting of the two characters and the second is smut. Yes there is mentions of markplier lore, bloodmary, gosling universe sue me. That's when Ken's feet stopped and the music scratched right off the record. The entire crowd gasped at the sight of what seemed to be a magic portal opening right in the middle of the dance floor. What followed was the sight of a man in a disco ball jumpsuit and with a nice pink mustache settled on his lips. The man had a nice swoop of black hair on his head while he turned around, popping the portal closed.....

Is romance in the air? Or something more sinister? ... But what do I know. I'm just the author. Enjoy your date~ (When you're literally a year late but you have nothing else going on. ) All characters belong to respected owners.

probably will only be one again

Hello, this book is full of Markiplier Egos x the reader! Includes: Darkiplier Wilford Warfstache Googleplier The Host Dr. Iplier Silver Shepherd Yandereplier Eric Derekson Yancy Illinois Captian Magnum Actor!Mark Damien

So, since we're all regressing back to our old fandoms, I got obsessed with the Ego side of Jackepticeye and Markiplier's channels so I decided to make a lil' fanfic full of different preferences and oneshots. Obviously, Mark's Egos will be more prevalent here since he has like 20 when Seán only has like 7. Anyway, take these little stories lightly and I hope you enjoy it!

will include Mark and Jack egos, some stories will tie together. Art is by me, posted to goodieghosty at Tumblr. if you have any ideas, let me know!

Youtubers involved in the story. Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Yamimash, Pewdiepie, Stampylongnose, L for Lee, Iballisticsquid, TheDiamondMinecart, Luigikid Gaming, Vanossgaming, H2ODelirious, I AM WILDCAT, and Mini Ladd. No art is mine.

Whumptober prompts with egos, original characters and others probably!

Angus awoke with a gasp as he sat up. Almost instantly, he grabbed his head and let out a wince. "Fuck, my head, arr...." The hunter closed his eyes as he attempted to stand. Unfortunately, the male could not really stand and fell back on.... A bed? Didn't he die out in the forest of his area? Where was- "Oh good, you're awake," An unfamiliar voice spoke, their voice obviously not being a septic ego as it didn't sound familiar. "I had no idea if my little plan would work, but it did, and that's all that matters, Angus." When the hunter began to look around, he cursed as everything was dark, and he could barely see. Though, that changed when a hand with a red jacket sleeve entered his view. "So, should I get started on why you're here, or should I just make you crumble back into that pile of ash that Henrik buried years ago?" __ Or: Angus gets brought back thanks to Actor, but now he must do something horrible if he wishes to continue to live. Is he willing to take another's life and live?

ask any of the iplier egos! any questions u have

Silver Shepherd and Bim Trimmer had been dating for quite some time now, and are both happily in love. they know everything about each other, but Bim doesn't know one thing, why does he always wear the mask and suit. He never takes it off no matter the circumstances and Bim wants to know why? but when Silver's suit is torn in so many areas and needs to be repaired he finally finds out why he wants to keep the mask on and in truth he doesn't like the results.

Here I will place various one shots based on youtubers and the cover will update if other youtubers/egos are added later on, but those are the ones I will be working on currently~ Hope y'all enjoy some extra fluff and some other concepts I place in here now and then:-D

He towered over me, lips curled back into a snarl. I scooted backwards until my back hit a hard, cold brick wall. He slowly walked towards me, locking his eyes with mine. "You only do what I tell you." His dark, menacing voice echoed through the dark room. I frantically looked left and right, searching for an escape from the nightmare that never seemed to end. Suddenly, my eyes locked on a small vent against the wall. Just big enough for me to crawl through and just small enough so Dark couldn't get through. I had to find Mark, but I couldn't do it while Dark and his companions were still alive. I had to get rid of them. I had to kill them. But was I really a murderer? Was I really up to killing a demon, much bigger and stronger than me? Yes. For Mark, of coarse I was. The sudden power I felt was overwhelming. It felt like I was ready to go on a murder spree. And I was, and it was gonna be fun. 🚨WARNING🚨 -swearing -depression/depression thoughts -smut?? (probably not though)

This is my first book please don't hate. if you like, comment. if you don't, don't. I'm working on the 5th chapter. P.S the book will update every month at least!