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Content: oral, eating, fingers, bullying, fingers, sex toys, brat 18+
I remember someone wanted Roadhog so I wanted to add him this time since I promised I’d add him after all my previous requests were done. Im busy with work, so I’ll be working on all my requests after this!
MIZUKI
“Quit squirming.”
“Are you trying to piss me off?”
You and Mizuki had gotten into an argument earlier that night. Why? You wanted to prove to him that you could handle a few rounds without stopping. Maybe he was right to call you weak since you can’t even handle him eating you out without twisting in his arms.
Mizuki is always so controlling whenever he eats you out, not because he wants to be rough or anything, but he genuinely wants to be able to taste and feel all of you, and the fact that you were actively trying to pull away from him right now was making him angrier than you’d think.
“It’s not fair..” you pant out, toes curling when he pulls away from you once more with a death grip. “You’re teasing me..”
“You’d rather I go raw then? Fine.” He flips you over, and before you can question him you hear a soft click before your hands are restricted.
“I was being nice,” he whispered near your ear before rubbing your sore ass “but if you want me to go all out I can definitely do that.”
You can’t even protest before he’s back between your legs again, fingers splitting you open in a scissor like motion while his tongue laps at your clit vigorously.
You scream, a long squeal that makes him almost cum right there in his boxers. You couldn’t move, couldn’t even flip over, not with how hard he was holding you in place.
“I’m sorry!” You pant out, thighs squeezing around his sweat filled face “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
But he can’t hear you, not when he’s too far gone giving you what you wanted.
DOMINA
Vaira loves eating you out after a stressful day at work. Putting on a semi-polite act as vice president of Vishkar was truly exhausting. She was thankful enough that you’d let her take out her anger and exhaustion on you at times like these.
She’s never rash whenever she wants you, she always likes to set the mood first. Candles, wine, or juice if you’d prefer. Maybe if she’s feeling nice she’ll rub your shoulders for you, but you should definitely return the favor after.
Whenever you both have your spa days she’s always glammed out in her robe, she likes to match with you, so she got you a comfortable spa wear set too.
She normally feasts on you in the bathtub, seating you down on the edge of the tub before spreading your soapy thighs open. She always insists she just wants to clean you, gently stroking the outline of your folds with a warm towel before she leans in, clamping her mouth over your small bud.
“Ah, ah, ah~” she coos when you try to pull away, slim fingers pulling you in. “Mommy had a stressful day, you’d understand if she wanted to come home and relax, wouldn’t you? Don’t you want attention?” She rubs your ass, pulling you forward before you can even answer, mouth licking and slurping over your clit.
“If only I could take you to work with me, I would keep at you for hours..”
BRIGITTE
Teasing your girlfriend always came naturally to you. It was never ill intent, but you couldn’t help but smile seeing how vibrant and beautiful Brigitte looked whenever she smiles, or how pink her cheeks would get whenever you kissed them in public. Sojourn never put the two of you on a mission together for this reason. You were too distracting…too sweet, why were you always trying to serenade Brigitte with your voice?
Even worse is that she has to be separated from you for so long at work, if it was up to her she’d take you with her. You worked her up after all, you should have known better.
When you both finish your respective missions you’re quick to meet your girlfriend downstairs in her training grounds, you know she wanted you, and who were you to deny her anything?
“Ah-“
After work hours were always enjoyable, especially when you push your girlfriend to her limits. The two of you can’t even make it home before she pulls you in her training room, locking the door hurriedly before stripping the two of you to just underwear. It was always cold in here, but she’d warm you up soon enough.
“Baby— mhh I’m sorry.”
Your body felt so sore from all the small bruises left from Brig's teeth, her strong arms were draped around your waist, holding you up against her flat tongue as she peered up at you from below. She was so shy, even like this. Her cheeks were pink, and her gaze was almost timid. It was almost like she wasn’t the one actively destroying you.
“Y-Yeah baby..you’re so pretty. Just like that…” you twist your trembling fingers in her hair, legs shaking tremendously with nowhere to close. She had you, and she wasn’t planning on letting you go.
“So pretty..!” You gasp out sweetly, tugging her by the scalp so she can get closer.
Her tongue was so soft as it pushed and wiggled inside you. A perfect contrast with her nose that nuzzled against your sticky pulsing clit. You wanted to cum so bad, the knot inside you that held up all day felt like it was finally ready to burst.
“You’ll let me cum? Mh- so so sorry I teased you..please baby..”
her nose is replaced with her warm mouth almost instantly after feeling you convulse around her, spurts of your cum dripping onto her chin as she prolongs that sweet orgasm.
“You need to stop teasing me.” Brigitte snuggles her face into your shaky thigh, looking up at you with a soft shyness. You couldn’t resist rubbing her cheek “I’m not sure I can handle being away from you for so long if you work me up.”
EMRE
Pleasing you had never been a problem for Emre until now. Things were simple when you were younger at Overwatch, now that he was… “damaged” he didn’t want to even risk touching you so intimately.
You both had reconnected awhile back, and despite how long it’s been since you’ve last spoke, everything felt natural, just like old times.
You both fell in love all over again, but you could tell he was hesitating to get closer to you.
You corner him one night, hands slipping over his chest after you both had made out to the point you had ripped your dress wide open. He was pinned to the wall, eyes burning with need when he feels you grind against his boner.
“Why are you denying me?” You lightly whispered, rubbing at his shoulders “found someone else?”
“Never..” he growled, rough hands unconsciously scooping your ass.
“Then don’t you want me?”
“More than you know..” he rasps. “But I can’t risk— I shouldn’t…”
It took hours of courage and patience to get Emre to bed, but you had finally figured out how to make him click… he was under you, strong hairy arms gripping your thighs in a bear hug as he ate you out.
You ride his face, clit grinding into his nose as he tongue fucks you.
“I- mhh, knew you still had it in you, Emre!”
VENDETTA
“You’re slow on your feet, my love…”
“You’ll have to do a lot better if you even think you can surpass me.”
Marzia’s tongue rang with venom as she held you face first into the dirt of the large empty Colosseum. You had asked her a few times to train you, but she wasn’t expecting you to be so…”slow”.
“Your opponents won’t go so easy on you. I’ve already got you down. You’re basically at my mercy.” She holds her sword to your throat, pulling your thigh with her free hand so you are right against her. “What should I do to celebrate my victory?” She purred
“What should I claim?”
Licking her lips, Marzia’s fingers trail up your shorts, lowering the stretchy band to your feet. “In combat, your opponent won’t spare you. Maybe I’m being too generous with my punishment.”
“You don’t deserve it, but I don’t mind doing something I enjoy.”
Strong fingers rub over your sticky folds as you shiver, as much as you wanted to squirm away and prove you were strong enough to hold your ground, the pure weight of Marzia’s sword on your back held you down completely.
Long fingers curl inside you followed by Marzia’s tongue on your puffy clit. She’s always relentless between your thighs, controlling and strict, but it was ridiculous how slow she was being now. Each lap and suck from her lips was timed perfectly with your body’s reactions. Each time you trembled, hips pushing towards her face she’d pull away, leaving you with no choice but to beg for more.
“Ah, ah ah-“ she coos, “losers don’t get to negotiate.”
“Losers, sit—“ she yanks you to her, caging your legs with her muscular arms “and take what’s given to them.”
“Keep begging.”
You whine her name, sweet voice pleading with soft whimpers that echo out into the empty Colosseum.
She was being so cruel
Too mean. You didn’t deserve it.
You wanted to cum.
And you were so close too, so, so close
“Marzia—“ you hiss in frustration as she pulls away from you, this time completely. You were just about to cum, head foggy and clouded until she pulled away..why did she keep pulling away!? And why did she take her fingers out?
“Like I said, losers don’t get to make demands.”
She tosses back your sword
“Maybe when you finally win, I’ll comply.”
“Let that be your motivation”
ROADHOG
Mako is surprisingly gentle with you, especially during sex.
You weren’t expecting him to be that way when you first met him, but you both grew closer, and you were starting to notice all the tiny things he did for you that made your heart flutter.
He made sure you were always comfortable before anything, your first kiss, first time you both held hands..and now? He wanted to make sure his baby was especially comfortable before he ate her out for the first time.
He’ll coax you, soft little rubs against your tummy and thighs a clear sign that he wants you. He’ll whisper sweet praises under his deep voice, admiring how beautiful you look as you hover over him. He’ll hang his mask to the side, just enough to let his mouth peek through before he strikes.
The scent of your sex is like a drug he can’t help but drown in. You tasted much better than he imagined. His large meaty hands grip your hips, rolling you over his mouth as he lets out low satisfied grunts of approval when he feels your juices puddle in his throat.
“M-Mako!” You cry out, trying to squirm away from him, but he doesn’t let up. He grips you tighter, strong arms now wrapping around your hips while he fucks you with his tongue, letting you grind that pretty little clit of yours on the bump of his nose.
“C-Cumming!” You spat, normally shy fingers now gripping into his thin silver hair to pull him closer.
He works you through it before shoving his thick fingers into your entrance, plugging you up.
“Gonna work you out for my cock,” he mumbled “you ain’t even close to handling it.”
MAXIMILIEN
Another man without a proper mouth to eat you out.
Getting into a relationship with an Omnic was tricky at the start, especially an Omnic such as Maximilien. He was a sweet talker, a busy man who knew how to get out of all the trouble he somehow managed to get himself into. You were expecting him to be a bit rough in bed, how could you not? He worked under Talon, an Omnic with so many dangerous connections that you couldn’t even count. Hell, you were already skeptical about dating him. But when he finally got you to bed with gentle whispers and sweet praise of worship, you were stunned to say the least.
Max loves prepping you for his cock. He’s soft, overly gentle yet surprisingly strict with you. If he had a mouth you can bet he’d have you sitting on his face 24/7, but unfortunately for you both he doesn’t.
Since your boyfriend is extremely wealthy, he doesn’t mind going out of his way to buy various sex toys for you to try. His favorite is the tiny rose toy he picked out online a few months ago. Sometimes when you’re upset with him after he’s been gone for so long he’ll pull it out, bending you over his hard thigh and spreading you open on his slender ringed fingers. He loves watching your pussy flutter around nothing. It makes him want to taste how sweet you really are, but for now this simple toy will have to suffice.
“I made you wait long, I apologize. I’ll buy you anything you like after I show my deepest regrets, precious.”
He’s heavy on praise, each time his sensors go off from your pulsing body he can’t help but coo out. There’s a deep guilty pleasure he gets from watching you squirm for him. Even more so when he spanks you. He’ll rub and spank your ass with one hand while the other holds the rose toy on your clit on the highest setting. He knows human bodies are..fragile, but he’s only curious on how much his sweet girl can take after all.
D.VA
Hana is a fucking gremlin
You knew she’d be troublesome in the bedroom as soon as she asked you to be her girlfriend, but this is actually ridiculous. She’s a star to the limelight, a global sensation, so it wasn’t a surprise when she asked if you’d be comfortable making a secret account so she can show you off online.
She always makes sure to cover your faces. Masks, your thighs, blankets, anything will do.
When she eats you out for the camera she always makes sure to face her back to the audience. She has a large scar on her back after a hefty fight with Null Sector, but it’s ok, she’ll just crop it out.
Hana liked to see you in cosplay, preferably in a cute bunny suit. She’d dress you up just so she can pounce on you and rip it off (besides the fake ears and tail of course) she loves when you shake for the camera, loves how the comments shade after you while she eats you out vigorously until your legs get out. It doesn’t matter if everyone wants you when you’re hers after all, right?
“Ten thousand hearts! Thank you everyone!” Hana turns your legs to the camera, seating herself between your sex. Ten thousand hearts was common with you two, viewers are up watching you struggle and whine. Ten thousand hearts meant it was time for Hana to get creative with ways to mess with you.
A cute pink dildo, long and bumpy grinds its way into your body, inch by inch is agonizingly slow, and you can’t help but whimper each time you roll your hips.
You start seeing stars when her mouth opens around your overworked clit, sucking it back to life while she fucks you with the toy.
“Another one thousand hearts and I’ll turn the dildo on the first setting, chat~”
ANA
Getting eaten out by Ana was always a gamble. It could be slow, intimate and personal, or she could fuck you up for the next couple of days unable to walk.
Ana likes to set the mood with you, it’s rare that you both get a little break once in a while, so if she could set the perfect time for a chance to eat you out, it’ll be when the two of you are relaxing in bed. She had booked this vacation months prior, ordering you both an exclusive hotel room with a sight that left you speechless when you first stepped inside.
She let you get comfortable first, settle down before you were about to go to sleep before she strikes.
“Ana, what are you doing?” Your hazy eyes flutter open when you feel your lover shift over you, slim calloused fingers spreading your underwear to the side.
It was almost embarrassing how pornographic your moan was, but you couldn’t help yourself when she started sucking around your little nub of pleasure so suddenly.
“Ana?” You grip your fingers into her silver hair, whining pathetically when she doesn’t budge.. you knew she could keep at you for hours when she wanted to, it was almost scary how concentrated she got at times like this…
SIGMA (pre black hole experiment)
Being married to Siebren was challenging. Not because he was necessarily difficult, but because he was too busy with work most of the time to hang around the house and lounge with you.
He’d often stay in his lab most nights, coming home rugged and questionably hyper, rambling on and on about how he was closer to finding out the “truth” or whatever he’d like to call it.
He’d catch you in your pajamas, hunched over the kitchen counter with a tired expression as you made yourself breakfast for work. It was rare you had an off day, even rarer for Siebren since his work was so demanding. But, when you did have an off day.. he’d never let you leave the bed most times. Siebren was dedicated to his work, that was 100% true, but he loved you more than he could say, and he could see the light fading from your eyes each time he came home late.
When you’re asleep he’ll crawl into the bed beside you, a soft navy blue of the morning skies blaring past the curtains in the bedroom. He knew you’d be off today, he kept a small calendar with your schedule on his phone after all. It’d only be best if he showed you how truly sorry he was.
Scooting underneath the covers was a bit tricky, but he manages to get himself right between your pretty plump thighs. He inhales you, kissing and rubbing his nose to your clothed sex. It was funny how pent up he was when he finally got to see you like this again… You looked so small in comparison to him, it was always so enduring how he remembers how tiny his wife actually was. His hands were massive, covering your thighs before his big calloused hands peel your underwear off. You whimper, and he halts for a moment before peeking up at you. Good, you were still sleeping.
He spreads your warm folds apart, smiling softly to himself when he finally sees your small puffy clit. He’s slow, so slow before his chapped lips wrap around your tiny bud. He loves how it pulses against his tongue, loves how he can engulf it whole.
He starts off slow, sucking your clit and rolling it between his large tongue, colossal hands gripping into your hips. He wants to work you awake, let you slowly succumb to his mouth before he has you screaming his name.
You take awhile to wake up, you always do, but as soon as he plunges his thick fingers in your cunt do you finally let out a sleepy yelp of confusion. You rub your pretty eyes, lifting the covers with a staggered hand before you cup his face. “W-What are you doing?” You whine, and of course he doesn’t answer since he’s so pent up on you. He’s holding you down with those big hands of his, rubbing soothing circles into your hips while he grinds into the mattress, gods, he could listen to you whine for hours.
NO LEAVING OLDER HEROES BEHINDDD (No proofreading)!
Zenyatta x GN reader
Spicy/NS-FW
WC: 1k
Kept the sex very gender neutral
You couldn't help the little mewl that escaped you as your eyelashes fluttered open, staring ahead before you leaned back, making another groan of pleasure. “I can see you are struggling, my dear.” his voice was soft even with the hum of distortion. “Zen, please,” your voice came out shamefully ragged as you adjusted just a little, needing more.
He chuckled, a melodic sound as his arms pulled you closer against his chest, you felt his chin rest on your shoulder, you could hear the thrum of his fans between your breathy gasps, and you could tell he was dealing with the teasing better than you.
“Patience,” Zenyatta cooed in that sweet angelic voice of his, with a little squeeze around your middle. He hummed, the vibrations tickling your neck as your head lulled back on his other shoulder. You had no idea how long he’d had you like this.
Sat on his lap, orbs floating around you both, giving off a warm glow that seemed to make your skin tingle and add to how sensitive your body already was due to his ministrations. Your bottom half was naked and you were currently full of Zenyatt’s cock. He’d been fully sheathed inside your heat for longer than you could recall, unable to think straight at this moment. Unmoving as his fingers brushed across your skin every so often.
The smooth metal touches soon returned, the way he circled your nipples but never brushed close enough, you let out a disappointed whimper when you felt the cold of his digit ghost ever so slightly against one of your stiff buds. “Zen…” Your voice was pitiful as you tried to wriggle, tried to get some friction to go with how wonderfully stuffed you were.
“What is it?” he asked as if he didn’t know, the way he feigned innocence as he adjusted, pushing in a little deeper and you gripped his thighs, feeling the fabric of his bunched up pants, gripping for dear life as you felt so frazzled. Why did you agree to cock warm him? No one had infinite patience like he did. And thus, you were trapped in this pleasure as he carried on teasing and cooing sweet nothings in your ear.
You were used to such heavenly prayers and words of wisdom from Zenyatta that when he spoke such filth in that same beautifully calm, reverent tone it made you insane. The way Zenyatta would say how well behaved you were being, how good you felt around him, you couldn’t help but make another moan.
“You have done so well for me, beloved. Maybe it’s time I reward you?” You nodded enthusiastically, his soft chuckles filling your ears again. “Let my name fall from your lips, as soft as a prayer, as needy as a sinner and beg for release,” Zenyatta urged.
“Zenyatta,” you pleaded, breath ragged as his fingers finally found your nipples. With gentleness and care he teased them, rolling them between his fingers. He could read you with the way you tightened around him, the way your hips jerked and your body arched just how much was too much. He nuzzled his faceplate in the crook of your neck as he started to move, allowing you to ride his cock at last. The way he would thrust up to meet you as you begged him.
“Z..zen… please, fuck..” you cried out as you pushed yourself back down, taking him into your heat over and over, enjoying how his cock filled you each time, how the ridges of silicone dragged along your walls, hitting each spot that made you see stars.
“Please, what, my love?” he asked as you could barely form a sentence, your overstimulated body had been on edge so long that you could feel your climax rushing up yet he still kept it from you, just a little, wanting to savor the cries you made, so pretty. “I need you…” Your voice sounding wanting and wrecked was what he’d desired.
Dominant, but always gentle and loving, he rearranged you, on your hands and knees now as he grasped your hips, his metal fingers digging into flesh, enjoying how it looked, the beauty in your differences lighting up his circuits as he started to move his hips, more control over how he fucked your neediness. “Perfect,” Zenyatta hummed from behind as he pulled almost all the way out, another tease before he slid back in, making you cry out, his name a jumbled mess as you pushed back, so close.
He knew where you liked it the most, he paid attention, he committed everything to memory, always learning just what made you tick so he could lovingly pull you apart. You were lost to his movements, could barely think as your peak got closer and closer, eyes closed as you moaned and offered up your everything to your lover.
“I’m….” you started as your panting and moans grew louder with each snap of his hips. “Cum for me, let me feel you.”
You did, happily with your head thrown back, wiggling your hips as you felt him hit that spot one last time. You came, hard, body unable to cope, arms trembled as you fell forward. Zenyatta’s arms around you stopped you from hitting the ground. He pulled you back against him, still inside your throbbing heat.
“You did so well,” he repeated as he gently pulled out, turning you to face him, straddling his lap. He rested his forehead against your sweaty one, his hand gently running through your hair, careful with your strands in his joints. Everything he did made you feel cherished, loved. Even if he could pull you apart in moments of ecstasy, he would build you up again afterward.
Holding you close as you melted against him, he whispered sweet praises and I love you in your ear as you started to drift off.
Overwatch time.. you're a flanker who is oh so annoying and keeps running from the healer, in particular your bf
MLM BLOG! WOMEN DNI
Wuyang Ye
Wuyang typically attacks the enemies from a longer distance, so seeing you jump into their back lines always gives him a heart attack.
Wuyang does try to get his stream to you from a distance, but if that doesn't work he'll have to rush in.
Yes he chases you.
Maybe he does get a confidence boost when he uses his ult to knock the enemies away from you for a moment to heal you.
He likes to act teasingly smug afterwards too. Yea, he's the one who saved you!
"Heh, pretty cool what I did back there, right? But uh- you should really stay closer to me, yknow.."
Mizuki Kawano
Mizuki doesn't mind some close range, as long as people stay in his healing aura.
You don't, of course. He blinks and you're gone trying to dig into enemy backlines.
He would groan, running to chase after you. If he could, he'd chain you down to force you to take some heals.
Has saved you more than once with his ult.
Thinks it's adorable when you come scrambling back to him for heals. What, you ran out of health packs?
Even more annoying than Wuyang when he saves you.
"You just can't live without me, can you?"
Lifeweaver
It's a little hard to run from him, as he would just drag you back.
But on the occasion he is preoccupied and you do manage to be out of his field of vision, too far for being grabbed, he has no problem rushing in to get you.
He has doesn't really enjoy getting his hands dirty, but he finds you to be a necessary reason.
You insist that you got this over comms, but he doesn't listen. You're already being lifted on the flower.
After missions he loves to tease you if you aren't beat up too bad.
He's smug and flirty, but when isn't he?
"I prefer you being nearby.. Right in my line of sight." He would say in that annoying tone as he looked into your eyes.
Lucio
Lucio is probably the one helping you get to backlines.
He's your biggest hype man, and a little speed boost never hurts, right?
He's good with pushing enemies away, even distracting them to let you get the kill.
You two are practically dancing on them.
You're basically golden with him.
On the rare occasion that Lucio stick with the team, he's still quick to reach you if you need it.
"Let's go make some noise!"
Baptiste
Baptiste was more used to bigger tanks that were easy to aim for, or maybe healers who stayed with him.
A damage running away while he's trying to lean does stress him a little.
He's started following your routes, being there to heal you when you're trying to get their own healers.
He insists on backing you up, and the second he sees you even thinking about flanking, he's behind you.
Of course there are days where he misses you running off, and just sees you barely holding up in the back
"You know I can't reach you all the way back there, right? Why don't you try to stay close to me?"
baptiste would be his regular flirty self still but with a little more begging, looking at you with needy eyes as your hand jerks up and down his leaking cock
cassidy would be rolling at the feeling, his southern accent is a lot more noticeable now, he's calling you all sorts of sweet names to while a cigar loosely hangs from his mouth but he still sort of loves it
doomfist is the kind of man to be acting tuff at first but trust you sit him down and start edging him just enough he'll snap within minutes, begging you to let him cum in a deep but whiny voice (need that)
genji is a whiny little fucker, im telling you he's gripping the bed, eyes rolling back, barely able to contain every little sound that bubbles up in his throat and falls from his drooling mouth
hanzo tries to stay chill, y'know like not be to loud or anything but it's just so hard to that he ends up just a groaning mess, but he still tries to pull himself together which ultimately fails
hazard like cassidy, you can really hear his accent when this hunk of a man is being edged to near insanity (yall know in some voice lines of his he barks?!??!) that mans mouth is parted and all thats coming out is drool and unrecognizable noises
junkrat is all jittery in his seat when you first wrap your hand around his cock, he's vocal to, just yapping on and on about what he wants to do to you when it's your turn but edging him seems to be the only way to calm the man down
lifeweaver this diva is constantly giving you the fuck me eyes even with being edged into oblivion, lazily leaning forward to kiss you or just feel any part of you
lucio, this man is VOCALLLLL like he's a dj so what do you expect, he moaning loudly while gripping his seat, whimpering your name as every part of his brain melts
mauga is a cocky one now, he's all big and tough in the field (with a monster cock that barely fits in your hands might i add) and in the bed he's the same way, he might not be able to form a steady thought but trust he's thinking of all the things he's gonna do to you when he gets the chance
rammatra doesn't have a cock sadly saur he usually just lets you tamper with his wires which kind of get the same reaction out of him and he loves it, i mean you try being a man fighting for his people every day, i feel like that edging by wires is like heaven
reaper is your typical bad boy on the outside but just a man begging to be touched on the inside, his brain is so fried he's leaning into your touch, you grinning watching the man drop deeper into nonsense babbling and groans
reinhardt is a loud one, he already is but in bed he craves being used by you (as much as he would rather be fucking you into oblivion) he loves seeing the little smirk on your face as you tease him again and again
roadhog is just groans and moans all night, no words just noises that the neighbors can definitely hear and will scold you for tomorrow, you can barely understand anything he's moaning about but with how he's jerking his hips into your touch i think he likes it
sigma is already a crazy man at heart so you edging him isnt enough to dive him deeper into insanity, he just loves the feeling of you jerking him off so much, he always gets a little to into and some stuff in the room starts levitating but he always puts it back to the way it was
soldier 76 aka jack is a old man but a persistent fucker, he may have been edged for hours but he still wants more and more until his balls literally are shooting blanks
(i hope you guys enjoyed this because i really did)
while were on the subject of markiplier egos and yanderes,,,, do you have any thoughts on Dark "I CAN GIVE YOU A N Y T H I N G ." Iplier? Hes such a jealous fellow..
Oh my goodness do I have thoughts. Maybe not well organized thoughts, but they are thoughts.
🖤 You most likely met him during the events of A Date With Markiplier. You were this strange new person that was dragged into Mark's little storyline... and for Dark, that was an opportunity. If he could win you over with offers of anything, he could potentially escape. No longer would he need to wait for Mark's stories to be able to appear, since he'd be with you. Needless to say, that didn't quite work out the way he wanted... but he did get to interact with you.
🖤 Over your short interaction, where he offered you anything you could ever desire, as well as everything you didn't, he was intrigued. You didn't exactly react the way he thought you would. No complaints of "Where's Mark?" or fearful cries of "Where am I?" Instead, you listened closely to what he had to say. Sure, you were also afraid, but you were able to keep a calm facade. Whoever you were, Mark must have picked you to be a part of his story for a reason.
🖤 Then, he kept seeing you in every story after that. Always one of the main stars of the show, right beside... Mark... While he was pushed aside to be the villain. That idea from before, to use you as a way to escape these stories, has been thrown out the window. Not just because it's become clear that you could also be stuck playing along with Mark's whims, but also because Dark has found himself too interested to simply use you as a tool. There's the strange way his chest flutters as he watches you move along with the chaos... The way it sinks whenever you leave his sight...
🖤 It takes him a while to realize that his interest is love, and to be honest, he doesn't even care that it is an obsession. Something about the way you interact with the stories that Mark concocts has him entranced and he thinks it is worthy of being obsessed over. The only problem is Mark... Mark always brings you back to safety at the end of the day, and considering that Dark is a villain in his stories, that means away from him. He hates Mark... you shouldn't have to listen to what Mark says or play along with the stories Mark wants to play. So, in the background, he starts planning a way to separate you from the story. A way to get you truly alone with him, in order to get more time with you. This time, though, his offer of anything will be true.
🖤 He brings you back to the table from your first meeting, this time acting a bit more desperate. He can give you anything. He will give you everything. Just stay with him for as long as you can. Keep him company. Better yet: join his side. Be a villain with him. Maybe that can break you out of your "role" in Mark's stories, so you won't be taken from Dark at the end of the day? Maybe that can let the two of you be together forever?
🖤 He just wants you to be with him. He's never thought about the possibility of truly being with someone enough to say he actually has an idea of what he would want to do with you. For him, whatever you want is what he wants. Do you want that romantic dinner from Mark's dumb date story? He'll provide you with one, but better. Do you want to walk along a beautiful beach with him? He'll take you there and watch how the sunlight catches your eyes. Do you want to live out a cozy life in a cabin in a forest? He can do that. He'll even wrap you up in warm blankets to keep you warm.
🖤 As much as he wants to, he can't actually make you stay. Mark has the final word at the end of the day... At least, Dark thinks he does. He's been unsure ever since you showed up. You might have more power than either of you think you do. The point still stands: he can't force you to stay. What he can do is stay persistent. He'll ask you again... and again... and again. His idea is that, if he is persistent enough, you'll get tired of being dragged back here with him, then just say yes. Every time, he gets more and more desperate with his pleading... Spilling out more and more feelings than he really intends to.
🖤 Saying yes would just be easier for the both of you, now, wouldn't it? Especially when everything and anything is waiting right around the corner if you do.
