Fic Masterpost!
looking for my work? you're in luck! here's a masterpost of everything i've written (linked here and also on ao3, depending on your reading preference :3)
a little audience participation tips the scales (ao3)
There’s a strange group living at the old Markiplier Manor.
They’re the villains of their tales, they’re looking for information, and they need your help putting Mark’s scattered egos back together to get their lives back.
And stop Mark and the Entity breaking reality.
Small goals.
(multichapter thingy; second person POV; gender neutral reader; semi-hiatus bc my life is chaotic; teen and up for language and some spooky violence/suspense)
dancing with the dark tumblr ao3
You’ve taken to lingering around Dark’s office late at night when he thinks he’s alone with his old jazz standards.
Or so you thought, until one night you find the door open.
You’ve always wondered what exactly he does behind it…
It’s listen to music. Get your mind out of the gutter. ;)
(second person POV; gender neutral reader; teen and up for romantic themes n smooches hehe)
out of my head tumblr ao3
It's been getting harder and harder to hide your attraction to Wilford the more time you spend together. After a long day of keeping it in, the truth outs.
Sometimes, that's not always for the best.
(second person POV; gender neutral reader; teen and up for romantic themes and sad kisses)
something worth celebrating tumblr ao3
Dark admits he sort of, kind of has a birthday. And then he sort of, kind of asks you to throw him a party.
I know. Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
(purely indulgent fluff where Dark gets to be happy for 0.2 seconds; second person POV; gender neutral reader; all ages, this is pure fluffy friendship)
under the mask tumblr ao3
"So here you are. Playing the love interest to his hero. Your stakes for flubbing your lines? Erasure from the fabric of existence, from the minds of anyone who had ever known or cared about you.
Needless to say, the balcony sure makes a nice break from everything."
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You try to sneak a break from your role only for the Actor to start playing from the heart. What happens when he lets his mask fall for a moment?
(second person POV; gender neutral reader; teen and up for noncon themes and general implied existential horror)
windows looking in ao3
all the short li'l fics i've been working on, categorized by ego! some are reader inserts, some are between two egos, so you might have to click around a bit - no warnings apply so far!
the host: you can wear mine
yancy: if you don't ask her out
illinois: want you to be comfortable
eric derekson: if you don't ask her out
darkiplier: you're in denial
