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AT with @justrandomgrill!! Thank you so much :3
Here’s the Céltensia (Céline x Hortensia) outfit swap you wanted! I don’t have much practice drawing girls but I love how this turned out (Hortensia freaking out lmao)
if you want me to change anything lmk!
Decided to do more analysis on my 70s purple jumpsuit look for Dark. Also some more Darkstache in general cuz why not lol
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@markiplier @whokilledmarkiplier Please tell me no one has done this yet. It took so long but it was worth it. Jim Jimm-in-y Jim Jimm-in-y Jim Jim Cher-oo ♪♫♬🎶
I've never made wkm art before...
“That woman would carve my heart out and feed it to me if she even saw me.”
(Uncensored under cut - warning specifically for blood + anatomical heart)
took a bunch of doodles i’ve done lately and cram em together because it just feels meh to post em by themselves. anyways i think wilford and murdock would be pals maybe
The Edge Lord Darkiplier :P
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DAMIEN
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fire emblem? how gonna get a job now???
just what i wanted !!!
"After all this time... it really is you..."
"Did you get what you wanted, Actor? ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?"
This was so fun to make! Seems Actor is caught looking too much into the past and didn't see whether or not the future would be the way he wanted it to be.
"Celine deserved so much better."
Fun fact: I draw Mark more cartoon-y than I should.
So! I thought something smart to do would be to type up how I think the whole Damien, Celine and Dark in one body thing works, so heres my version of it! Sorry it's long!
So! I think the body having been the DAs gives it more....transformitive qualitys, explaining why it was able to change to appear like Damiens. The form it takes most of the time is 'Darks', or the enity. Dark is the name the entity took, and I belive his mannerisms and likes were influenced by the twins (I.e, he had Damiens love for peppermint, Celines like for Dark chocolate, ect). The twins are able to take control of the body. When that happens, either the eyes will change color to the colors of the twins eyes if in partial control (a dark brown thats almost black to a milk chocolate brown (Damien)or a dark chocolate brown (Celine)) or the body will completely change if they are taking full control. For Damien, he will appear much like his mayor self, slicked back hair, the cane, etc, but near the winter months will take on a apperance simulair to that in DAMIEN with his longer hair in beard (often he will shave the beard but keep the hair and let his s/o braid it). When it takes the form to Celine it will turn to a fully female form looking like Celine, either in a female version of the bodies suit or a dress simulair to her originals. Like Damien, nearing Winter she will take the form of her DAMIEN apperance with her longer hair. She usually cuts it off. The twins are both able to form out of the bodies aura, making them appear like red and blue ghosts. They are able to touch people like this but unable to be heard, due to some tyoe of magic prohibiting that. Very rarely, all three of them are able to take control of the body at once, but only if they all are in complete sync/in agreement on something. This will usually happen on very important or dangerous situations (to keep others safe). They body willonce again shift, taking a more androgynous apperance, along with all three voices combining into one. Whenever one is in control, the other two are in complete awareness of whats happening. Imagine a living room in their mind where the eyes are the TV and the ears the speakers.
Josh O’Connor and Emma Corrin for Vanity Fair
O’Connor’s suit by Hermès; shirt and pocket square by New & Lingwood; ring by Hancocks London. Corrin’s clothing by CELINE by Hedi Slimane.
PHOTOGRAPHS BY BRETT LLOYD; STYLED BY TOM GUINNESS.
hope this is readable lmao-
used the toh wikifandom:
Creatures Page
Palismen Page
Demon Page
Go back to sleep
I have remade an old piece of art ;v;
Err @pamelahorton13 @markiplier I will leave this here for you.
Okay I am sliding out~
Mr. I can't shoot
The Colonel x male!reader
Word count:0.5k
Warnings:guns, cursing, shooting animals. I have no idea how rifles work, if u know, pls tell me
Summary: You and the Colonel try to shoot some birds, things don't go exactly as planned...
Masterlist
"It's bloody useless", I mumbled, lowering the rifle, that the Colonel had handed me,"I will never shoot somesthing, Colonel"
I sat back down and handed him his weapon. He took it gently and smiled at me:"You just need practice"
"No, it's useless", I insisted. We had been sitting in the Gardens of the manor for hours now, trying to shoot some birds, but it seemed hopeless. Every time we finally saw a bird, I missed it. Every.God.Damn.Time.
I was pulled out of my thoughts, as I felt how the Colonel patted my shoulder:"Come on, lad. We'll find some better place"
He started marching away, before I could say anything. Reluctantly, I followed him.
After a few minutes of just helplessly wandering around, The Colonel stopped. Being as clumsy, as I was, I promptly walked into him and stumbled to the ground. The Colonel turned around and looked at me for a second before throwing his head back and laughed heartily.
I felt a blush creeping up my neck, as he held out his hands to help me up. He patted me on the shoulder again and smiled, before handing me the rifle.
"So, now let's practice your aiming", he said. I nodded and raised the rifle. It felt heavy in my hands. The Colonel looked at me, Brows raised.
"My My, Y/N that is not how you hold a rifle. No wonder why you keep missing.", he chuckled.
I blushed at his words and lowered the rifle again:"It's like I said, I'm a hopeless case"
The Colonel laughed again:"You may be miserable, but not helpless. Here, let me show you"
He hesitantly stepped closer to me and adjusted my pose, until I was standing correctly. I saw him grin, as he softly grabbed my arms and pulled them up into the right position.
"And now...", he mumbled and stepped behind me. I felt how his arms came around me and grabbed my hands. Together ,we raised the rifle.
"Let's shoot some birds together", he mumbled. I could feel his breath on my cheek, felt his heartbeat on my back. He was completely calm, ready to shoot. We waited for a few seconds, until we heard the chirping and bickering of a few birds, that came into our view.
"Careful now", the Colonel whispered, as he guided my hands, while aiming. I sucked in a deep breath, scared to fuck it up, but then I felt the Colonel pull the trigger and then...
I heard the squeaking of the birds and saw how one of them crashed to the ground.
"We did it!!!", I yelled and turned aound a huge grin on my face.
"You did it", The Colonel smiled before engulfing me in an enormous hug. I giggled as we jumped around in happiness. I did it. I finally did it. I wasn't a hopeless case.
"Careful!", The Colonel laughed, but it was already to late. Not watching where we were going, the two of us tumbled over a few flowers and fell to the ground. I expected to harshly hit the ground, but the impact never came, but instead I felt how the Colonel's arms wrapped around me and he pulled me against his chest. I landed softly.
I looked up and saw the Colonel smiling at me:"You did good, really good"
I blushed again:"Thanks"
"Now, come on", he mumbled and got up,"Let's go find your trophy"
Thank You
Actor!Mark x male!reader Request
Word count:2.0k
Warnings:swearing, mostlz fluff, a Lil angsty, consuming of alcohol
Requested by anon
Summary: You and Mark didn't see each other in a year and he didn't answer to your letters or calls, so you decide it's time to pay him a visit. What you find, doesn't really surprise you...
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I hadn't heard from him in months. Almost a year, since we saw each other for the last time. He was happy back then, he had a huge Manor, a wife whom he loved very much. His life seemed...perfect. But now, he didn't even answer my letters or calls, he didn't give me any sings of Life, nothing.
I was talking, of course, about Mark. I mean who else? Whatever, after calling him for the third time in a row this evening, I decided that it was enough. I couldn't just sit here and hope that eventually, he would reply.
" Damn it, Mark", I whispered to myself and got up, grabbing my car keys and jacket. It was already late, but that didn't matter to me. Even if it would take a few hours until I arrived at the Mansion, I would do this tonight. I couldn't wait any longer. What if something happend to him? Or worst, What if he started drinking again?! I shook my head, shooing away the thought of Mark sitting alone in his huge Living room, drinking himself to death.
I pulled out of the driveway and started my journey. I glanced at my watch. It was already 8pm, which means that I would arrive around midnight. 'All of this for this asshole', I thought to myself. 'An asshole who means something to you', whispered a voice in my head.
"Damn it", I muttered.
A yawn left my lips, as I arrived after four tiring hours of traffic and congestion. I looked at my watch, as I left my car. Almost midnight. I gulped as I stumbled up the stairs to the Manor. I remembered it smaller. I glanced around the builing and noticed that the lights in the living room were on. So he was home. Or did someone break in?! 'No, that's impossible',I thought,'Who would turn on the lights when braking into a Manor?'
I finally reached the front door. I hesitated for a second. What was I doing here?! Mark and I hadn't seen each other in a year! And we didn't talk in at least five or six months. What if he didn't want to see me?! I was about to turn around again and leave, as I heard glass shatter. I stopped, frozen in track. What was that? Did someone break in?! Or was that just Mark? What if he did start drinking again after all?
With shaking hands , I stepped closer to the door and hesitantly knocked a few times. I waited a few seconds, but no one answered. I knocked again, louder this time. Again, no answer. "Benjamin!?!?!", I shouted and looked through the window right next to the Door,"Benjamin!? Are you there?!" And again, I got no answer. "Mark!??!", I yelled hesitantly,"Mark, are you home!?"
I glanced through the window again, but I wasn't able to see anything. The manor seemed competely empty. That was unusal. I turned around and looked for the Vase that Mark told me about. It was a huge greek Vase, with drawings of Hercules on it. Mark once told me that he purchased it (for an insane amount of money), to hide a spare key in it. I used the flashlight of my phone for a better view and after a few minutes of searching, I actually spotted the vase behind a few bushes. It was huge indeed. I stepped closer and glanced inside. There it was. At the bottom of the vase, there was a spare key. I reached out to grab it. I struggled a bit, Since the Vase really was huge and it was probably measured for Mark, who was taller then me and could easyly reach the key.
After a few minutes of struggling around with my entire Arm in the vase, I was finally able to grab it. But unfortunately, as I pulled my arm out of the vase, it came flying after my. I yelped, as I didn't have time to dodge it and the Vase landed right on top of me. Luckyly it didn't break but much to my dismiss, the rim of the Vase hit my forehead. I groaned as I got up, I already felt a bruise forming on my temple. I needed a few minutes to recompose myself and of course, to put the Vase back in it's place (Jesus, it was heavy).
But now, I finally stood in front of the door and was able to open it. I carefully glanced inside before slowly entering the hall. It was pitch dark. I was barely able to make out the stairs, which led to the bedrooms. The only light illuminating the darkness, was comig from the living room. I slowly followed it and let's just say, what I saw surprised me, but yet again, it didn't.
"Mark?", I whispered. He didn't answer. I wasn't even sure if he noticed my arrival. Mark was sitting on the tiny bench in front of his piano, mumbling all kinds of nonsense to himself."Mark!?",I asked again. Louder this time. He didn't answer, again. I sighed and stepped closer to him. "Mark?", I asked and gently grasped his shoulder. His head shot up, as he registered my hand on his shoulder. A smile appeared on his face. I noticed how rosy his cheeks were, before glancing at the piano. A half empty bottle of whiskey was resting on the keys.
"Y/N, what are y...you doing hereee?", Mark slurred. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to sit down with him. Suddenly he threw his arms around me:"I missed you soooooooo much, you know? I wish Celine was here, oh wait no, I-I don't..."
I hugged him back confused:"What do you mean? Where is Celine and where is Benjamin?" Mark only hiccuped and grabbed the bottle of whiskey.He hit some of the keys and an awfully sounding melody chimed. He held the bottle to his lips and whispered something inaudible before taking a long sip.
"Mark", I said softly and tried taking the bottle from him, he wouldn't let me. "They're gone. Celine will never speak toooo me a-again and Benjamin moved out. He only comes here for working" I clearly heard the despair in his voice, the hopelessness. He sounded like a lost man. "W-What do you mean?",I mumbled and was finaly able to take the Whiskey bottle away from him. "Celine, she...", Mark muttered and put his head down on the piano, his words were interrupted by the distorted sounds of the Piano. I put my hand down on his shoulder:"What did she do, Mark?"
Suddenly Mark's head shot up and he slammed his fists down on the piano. I flinched away at the awful sounds. "She cheated on me,alright!! With the Colonel. With the fucking...with the...", Mark yelled and tried to get up, but he tumbled to his knees in front of the piano.
"She...She cheated?", I mumbled to myself while I helped Mark up, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and slurred a few inaudible words. "Let's get you to bed", I whisperd and tried pulling him up,"You need to rest. We can talk tomorrow"
"You know", Mark muttered and put his entire weight on me, so that the two of us almost stumbled to the ground, but I was able to grab the railing of the stairs, before we toppled down. Mark giggled quietly, before also grabbing the railing:"You...You Y/N, you are the only one who never betrayed me, who I can tru...What i-is thaaat?"
I followed Mark's eyes and noticed that he meant the bruise on my temple, which I had gotten from the Vase. "Eh..", I mumbled and struggled to carry Mark, as we reached the top of the stairs,"It's nothing, I had a small accident, as I was searching for your spare key"
Mark suddenly stopped, which caused the two of us to collapse against the wall of the corridor. I groaned as I let myself rest against the wall for a second. I suddenly heard a sob and looked over to Mark. He was crying. Immediately, I crawled over to him. "Mark, what's...", I gently put my hand on top of his knee, as he interrupted me;"I-It's all my fault", he sobbed,"it's my fault that Celine left, that Benjamin left. I failed them, I failed them all. The Colonel, Damien, Celine...Everyone. I am an awful husband, an awful friend and an awful Employer. A-and now, you hurt yourself, all because of me, all because I never had the balls to reply to your Letters..."
I let his words sink for a minute. Of course, I disagreed with him. He may be an asshole, but he deeply cared for the people who were close to him. I said the first thing that came to my mind.
"You read my letters?", I asked.
"Yes!", Mark pressed out,"Everyone of them, but I was to much of a chicken to answer and then I thought, T-that maybe you don't even want me to answer, that you only send them because you were being polite and I...I felt so so bad...I-" A sob escaped his lips and he leaned down again. Tears were coating his beautiful face. The sight of him almost made me cry too. How could something like this, happen to such a self-conscious strong man, so that he ended up as a miserable heap on the floor of his empty house.
"Mark", I said sternly and grasped his face to make him look at me,"Let alone the fact, that you read my letters, proves to me that you do care. That you are not an awful friend. Even if you didn't answer me, you still cared for me, looked out for me. "
"But Celine...a-and Benjamin, I-I could've been a better husband, a better friend...", Mark mumbled as he slowly leaned into my touch. "We'll find a solution for that", I mumbled and tried to heave him to his feet,"We'll find a solution for everything, but in the morning. Now you need sleep"
Mark only nodded and he silently let me carry him to his bedroom. I opened the door and carefully carried him to his bed. I pulled away the covers and Mark let himself flop down. I chuckled at his sight. "Good night, Mark", I whispered and proceeded to leave, as I felt him grab my wrist. "Stay", he mumbled. His grip was firm, but not hurtfull. "This is a bad idea", I answered and glanced down at him. "I don't care", he whispered and pulled me down with him. I let him.
I felt , how Mark pulled the covers over the both of us. He carefully touched my shoulder, like he was asking for permission. I nodded at him. He smiled and came closer, putting his head on my chest. I slowly put and arm around him. It only took a few minutes before I was almost out. The four hour drive and the fight with the Vase easyly put me to sleep.
"Thank you"
I looked down and saw a soft smile on Mark's face. After all, I was glad, that I chose to visit Mark. It didn't solve his problems, but at least he could sleep safely for one night, and that was enough for me.
Or they’re ignoring it cus they’re too blinded by their love for her 😏
I love the idea of rumi being a little unsettling. A little weird even before her demonic side got enhanced. I think she deserves it, as a little treat. Saw a fic describe her as spooky but cute and YES. THAT'S EXACTLY HER VIBE.
I love the idea of her being a creepy kid tm and scaring the living shit of Celine and then later, Zoey and Mira.
Of course she tries to control those quirks the best she can (bc the moment Celine notices them, she trains her to not exhibit) but she still slips sometimes (specially with her girls)
Here's a list of some ideas
Her appearing behind them randomly and no one noticing because she's so fucking quiet?? Like what the fuck how do you just not make one single sound while walking girl???
She has that very very intense stare (you know. The creepy child stare tm) when she's really focused on something (like a predator hunting a prey) that gives the girls chills when they're her focus.
related to the last one but she blinks less than the average person. Sometimes it will be like some good minutes and she won't blink at all.
Her fangs were always a little more noticeable then normal even before her demon side got stronger. She's always got those vampire-ish fangs (+ the combo of her having a creepy stare + a creepy little smile with her fangs. 🤌 *Mwah* chef kiss)
You know how animals eyes reflect in the dark? Her eyes do that too. Rumi appearing randomly at Celine's room at night and her eyes glowing a little: I threw up 😥 and Celine trying to come back to the land of the living after being scared shitless. And then, at the tower everytime the girls went to the bathroom or the kitchen, they would get jumpscared by rumi's eyes while she got a snack or something in the middle of the night and the next day when they try to talk with her about it she would be like: HAHAHA WHAAAAA- noooo, pfft- you're definitely just very sleep deprived, girl. And the girls would be like: y'know what you're right (bc they're truly are always sleep deprived and tired as fuck bc of their two jobs so *shrugs* "just my mind playing tricks I guess")
High pain tolerance!! Self sacrificial tendencies and low self esteem go brrrr.
^ Added to that: very quick healing. "How did that deep ass cut got healed so quick? It's been only 3 days!??" "Guess I am just honmoon's favorite!"
Very strong. Ridiculously strong. The girls always admired her for this but never suspected it deeply bc they're like "nah, she's just this strong bc she's been training since she was a child under Celine's VERY intense training program hahaha, that's our leader 😻"