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]
Dreams of a normal life? Please. Normality flung itself out the damn window the day you caught their eye.
And when they saw something they wanted?
T̛͉̹͎̤̮̙͑͊͗͊h̶̡̢̦̳̪͙͈͉̗̼͒͆̑̏͡͡͠ȩ̙͙͇͙̳̈̅̋̿̌͡y̵͔͔̼̦̞̟̆͛̓̿̏̊̚ ḑ̧̝̺̮̲̣͇̙̓͌̿͆̚̚ȩ̸̮̥̺̹̼̘̿̀͐̾̔͛̾͘ͅv̸̠̹̭̠̆̈́͆̃͌̅̇͑̆ͅơ̷̲̘̭̘͎̻̮̞̒̀͗̉͐̒͌̚ͅų̴̨͙̙͙̩̤̋̀̑͊͛͜r͇͈̯̪̳͖͈͙̂̈͑̐͋̑̓̚͡ē̠̙͕̼̬̅̾̐̍́͘͢ḍ̵̡͓̜͔̞̀͛͗͒́̊̕͝͡͝ i̶̢̗̙͎͕̋̇͛̀̕͜͢͟t̶̨̬̖̲̰͇͎͙͎̖͋̒̽̊̊̈͠.̨̡̮̜̻̲̀̏̐̽̾͌̄̆̓̕ͅ
// story is both a Darkiplier x Reader and Antisepticeye x Reader story, however, to keep the titles as short as I could, I decided to only put one name in.