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Requested by: finnlinnaj
Out of the ipliers, Dark can sing best. Although he does not sing often. Some find his voice cute, others just find it plain creepy. However he uses this to his advantage.
Out of the septic egos, Schneep sings best. He’s used to singing German lullabies to Chase’s children when they can’t sleep. His voice seems so calm an alluring.
decided to draw this loser because eyeliner hot
i won’t break you, unless you deserve to be broken.
I feel bad 4 just drawing portraits an portraits r probably making me a lil lazy i dunno but hav this thingy
“You’re mine. I don’t share” Bim/Dark (bonus points if Bim says it!)
“You’re mine, and I don’t share.” Bim hisses, tugging Dark by his hair to bring them face to face. “Understand?”
Dark gives him a smirk, eyes bright despite the humiliating position. “Oh I understand.” He murmurs, and Bim growls.
“Then start acting like it.” He says, releasing Dark’s hair. Dark chuckles, composing himself once more with ease.
“As you wish, darling.”
It’s my favorite boys!!
(First time attempting gifs, hope they look alright)
who killed markiplier? + name meanings
BONUS:
Could you maybe please do the Colonel in C3 with Damien in A7
Very close for comfort. :)
GUYS THIS STORY IS ABOUT HOW DARK AND WILFORD CAME TO BE RIGHT??
BUT THE JIMS EXIST
THE JIMS ARE CANONICALLY THE OLDEST EGOS
THEY PREDATE WILFORD AS OF WKM
THE JIMS ARE THE ORIGINAL EGOS PASS IT ON
Holy- You’re actually right!
SEND HELP JIM I’M DRYING FROM THIS REALIZATION
STILL DRY
JIM?
Please accept the headcanon. I was brought to the same conclusion days ago. I told in a reblog that “Everyone was probably Jim, and Jim… but some got tired being called Jim, defected or separated. They took on their own way. Forged their own path. One became the Mayor, Damien. Another became the Colonel, William. Another, the Actor, Markiplier.”
And the reason why they had access in the grounds because they were allowed. Detective didn’t know them because, well. They haven’t interacted. But I predict that the others knew the Jims. Checking up on one of their fallen kin. Especially when it surrounds other Jims as well. And don’t tell me someone would’ve stopped them. The Colonel on the balcony would have seen those two dragging their camera around reporting.
Part 5
Part 3
Part 2
Part 1
I may be posting the comic to @asksomecoolkids from now on, but for now I’ll keep it on both! I hope you guys like it! (And I know I’m a tad late to the party on this idea, I was planning a multi part! Sorry for that!)
"You're not a monster"
Dark twitched for a moment, his face contorting into a sneer and his eyebrows furrowing. There were quick, nondescript images of figures on either side of him, one a feminine leaning build in red and one more masculine in blue. They were both yelling, screaming, pleading.
And then they were gone.
Dark cleared his throat and cracked his neck, straightening his suit. “You have no idea how wrong you are…”
“I am never wrong.”, Host replied, confident in his words. He didn’t need to be able to see, he was even better off without it. His narration was giving him more information than sight could ever give him.
He didn’t know much about Dark, just like he didn’t know much about Host. But neither needed to know much about the other.
Dark growled, the sound low and in the back of his throat. His hand tightened and then loosened over and over, his grip still missing his cane from years and years prior, a motion that had turned into a tick of his.
He was not in a good mood.
The entity raised his voice. “You are!! You’re wrong and you know it – you know nothing about what I am.” He shrunk back, attempting to keep some kind of composure. But today, he was angry. Bitter and angry.
Today was the anniversary of that bastard taking his life.
Host flinched at the yelling, but didn’t back down. He could take some yelling, though he knew continuing this “argument” was a bad idea.
“I know more than you think.”, Host replied and crossed his arms, a blind glare on Dark. “I know everyone thinks you’re a monster. But you. are. not.”.
Clenching his teeth, Dark sighed quickly in an attempt to collect himself. It hardly worked.
"Do you know how long I've been me? Do you know how long I've had to deal with and accept the fact that I'm a monster?" All the countless people he'd stepped on and manipulated in order to get to where he was would agree without question.
"That's the role I was given so I'm playing it." He clenched both fists this time and turned away, beginning to walk in the other direction. Perhaps to his office, perhaps to Will. He wasn't sure.
