Markiplier Imagines

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(Yes that is from the original video/ first one lmao)

Mark, J-Fred, Bryan, Matt, Ryan, and Matthias just finished filming their arrow dodging video.

"Oh. Oh god, my balls," Mark says.

I stand off to the side, crouching from laughter. Mark wad hit in the place about four times.

"God I'm gonna have bruises on my balls!" He shouts.

I wheeze from laughter.

Mark looks at the others and then at me.

"Well, why don't you try it, (Y/N)?"

Matthias burst out in laughter while J-Fred has a smile spreading across his face. Bryan immediately picks out the bow with one of the foam arrows. Matt does the same. Ryan throws in an 'ohhhh' before they all pick up a bow and arrow.

Amanda taps my shoulder and whispers to me, "show 'em who's boss." I laugh and walk over to the starting line, picking up the mask and putting it on.

"Go!" Matt shouts.

I smirk as I swiftly and messily make my way to the finish line with arrows flying everywhere, dodging a couple.

Amanda starts cheering.

"Do it again! That was sheer luck!" Mark shouts.

I smirk, putting the mask back on.

"Go!" Matt shouts once again.

My hair sticks to my neck with sweat. I leap across the small course and run frantically, succeeding once again.

Mark has me do it again.

Before Matt can shout, and arrow hits me right in the breast.

I groan as I fail to dodge it, falling forward.

I quickly pull off the mask, throwing it away from me.

I groan in pain, awkwardly holding my lady part.

"Wh-who did that?" I yell, hearing laughter from a couple of the boys.

I press my forehead to Matthias' fake grass.

After Amanda finally realizes what happened, she runs over to me.

"Got her!" I hear a deep voice yell.

I look up to see where the voice had come from.

Mark.

My crush.

My best friend.

Had hit me with a fake arrow.

Hard.

In the boob.

I suck up the pain and get up, yelling, "I hate you!"

I run tword the smiling Mark, tackling him to the ground.

Everyone starts laughing.

Devilish laughs escape my mouth as we wrestle.

His blue hair sticks to his forehead as he struggles to get up.

My (h/c) hair falls in front of my eyes and sticks to my cheeks.

I finally pin him to the ground with an evil smirk as I look into his chocolate brown eyes and he looks into my (e/c) ones.

I finally realize my position and stop smiling. I am straddling Markiplier with my face close to his.

Blush spreads across my cheeks.

I swear I see his face turn pink as well.

I feel his hot breath like a warm breeze on face.

My eyes widen as I try to stand up, mumbling apologies. But something keeps me down. Mark grabs my wrist with one hand and the back of my neck with the other. He pulls my head down and kisses me. I widen my eyes more, if at all possible, and sit there in shock.

Everyone stares.

He notices I'm not kissing back and pulls away.

We both stand up and he rubs the back of his neck.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done th-"

"It's okay... Just... Do it again..." I say awkwardly.

He cups my face with his hands and smashes his lips against him and I kiss back.

His soft lips fit perfectly against mine, with a layer of sweat.

I hear Amanda and a couple of the boys 'aw-ing' at us.

I smile into the kiss and block out the sounds around us.

Marks hands move to my waist as my arms swing around his neck.

I can feel a smile spread across his lips as well.

My fingers dance through his hair as he pulls me closer.

I don't want this to end, but my lungs were telling me a different story. The pain and ache of my lungs begging for oxygen.

Just a little longer.

When we finally pull away, I see that Bryan had pulled out his phone and started to video tape us. Mark had noticed, too. Our faces had turned red.

"Ugh. Finally. You guys have been kissing for hours," Matthias says sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up, Matt. It was adorable," Amanda says, smacking her husband on the shoulder.

Mark takes my hand.

Ryan laughs.

Mark sighs and takes both of my hands to face me.

"(Y/N), I am in love with you. And I have been. For a long time. I'm hoping you feel the same. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"B-but, you shot me in the boob!"

"Oh come on!"

"It still hurts!"

"Agh!"

"Yes! I will!"

Mark starts laughing again.

I kiss his cheek, but dangerously close to his lips.

I kiss there slowly while Mark smiles.