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Capture the flag - Mark Fischbach
When you and Mark were invited to take part in a giant game of ‘Capture the Flag’ along with 28 other gamers to promote the new Warcraft movie, the two of you jumped at the opportunity, agreeing immediately. However, the people organizing the game decided to spark rivalry between the two of teams and put the two of you, often referred to as ‘YouTube’s cutest couple’, as the captains of the two teams, you leading the Horde and Mark leading the Alliance. At first the two of you were slightly sad you would be against each other but soon your competitive sides emerged and neither of you could wait for the game.
The day finally arrived and the two of you arrived at the location and were immediately blown away by it. Soon you found your other friends such as MatPat, who was on your team, and Jordan, who was on Mark’s team, and Mark started vlogging some behind-the-scenes for his channel. Slowly your team assembled and the competitiveness went through the roof and, after a quick good luck kiss, you and Mark parted ways to give your teams ‘inspirational speeches’ which involved a lot of shouting and cheering.
Soon the game started and colour bombs were flying everywhere, you managing to hit a few people on the other team but eventually getting hit. Luckily, you were soon released and you went back to throwing. This went on for a short while, one team occasionally making progress until they were pushed back by the other team, until Mark started a sudden offensive attack by his team and they steadily made their way towards your flag. You quickly glanced over to your team mates and came to a decision that you had to move now.
You snuck through the maze, bending down to avoid being seen by the other team, Mat and Maude following behind you in order to defend you from any attacks. Luckily, they were all focused on their sudden surge towards your team’s flag, leaving theirs unprotected. You took the opportunity to run to their hill and grab the flag, quickly pulling it out and you ran back into the maze with only their jailed team mates noticing you. You weaved your way through the obstacles and made a last dash back to your hill, the other team just noticing you as you ran into your area and up the hill before planting the flag in the ground, setting off the signal for the end of the game.
The rest of your team joined you as you all celebrated your victory before you made eye contact with Mark from across the room, his eyes shining with pride. You worked your way out of the crowd of your elated team mates and ran towards Mark, jumping into his arms when you reached him as he spun you around, making you laugh as he congratulated you on getting past his “ninja senses” before he gently placed you back down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before linking your fingers together as the two of you went off to talk to the other gamers. Mat came up to you and gave you a high five before the three of you started talking and laughing, especially after Mat told you and Mark that you two were “#goals” as you leant on Mark’s shoulder.
The two of you finally made your way home after spending most of the day with the other gamers and got changed out of your paint-covered clothes and into your pyjamas. You walked into your bedroom and found Mark lying on your bed, waiting for you, stretching out his arms when he saw you walk in. You smiled to yourself and lay down next to him, resting your head in the crook of his neck as he draped his arm across you waist. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sighed contentedly before falling into a peaceful sleep.
Sibling fights - Mark Fischbach (platonic)
Requested by anonymous: Hi! I was wondering if you could write where the reader is Markiplier's twin sister and they fight over something to where the reader just kinda leaves without a word and Mark spends the next couple of days trying to find her?Sorry if this is weird😅
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You had a strong relationship with your twin brother Mark, especially since the two of you did everything together for so many years, but even twins fight sometimes. Neither of you like fighting with each other but really it’s unavoidable, one of you will say something that sets the other off and everything spirals out of control from there. Today was one of the days where you had one of said fights, but this one was by far the worst fight you’ve ever had with each other.
It started with you both joking about each other, until it got to the point where you were joking about your jobs and Mark took it one step to far. You had just said that he just played games by himself all the time, which made him respond with what you considered too low a blow.
“Well you’re an actress, you just lie for a living.” He laughed, not noticing your change of mood, his comment actually hurting your feelings a bit. The end of your mouth twitched slightly as you covered your hurt with a smile. Mark then continued to make jokes of a similar sort until you suddenly snapped, yelling at him to stop halfway through a sentence. He looked at you in shock, having not expected your sudden outburst at all.
“Woah… What’s got you so touchy?” He asked, not realising he was just digging himself into a deeper hole. “Can’t you take a joke?”
“Yes, I can, but what you’re saying isn't a joke anymore Mark.” You replied, crossing your arms.
“Jeez, okay. No need to bite my head off sis.” Mark raised his eyebrows and muttered quietly to himself.
“Just go back to yelling at a camera for another hour.” You said, still annoyed. Your comment led to Mark turning to face you, this time he was the one looking offended.
“Sorry, what?” He questioned. From there on your previously light-hearted conversation turned into a full-blown yelling match between the two of you, getting beyond the point of reason. After a good half an hour you decided to end it and give you both time to cool off by turning around a walking out of Mark’s apartment, ignoring his mocking calls. As you walked down the pavement your anger slowly turned into tears and you soon found yourself with very damp cheeks in an empty park a few streets away. You texted your friend, asking if you could stay with her for a bit before making your way to her house, ignoring all of Mark’s texts and calls, knowing that the two of you needed some space after your fight.
You spent the next few days at your friend’s house, still ignoring Mark, until you decided to test the waters between you and your twin, walking back round to his house and tentatively knocking on the door. You heard footsteps approaching and saw a messy-haired Mark standing in the doorway. The two of you made eye contact before he pulled you into a tight embrace, whispering “I’m sorry” to you. You sighed and replied “Me too”, knowing that neither of you could spend too long apart or angry at each other after being so close for all your lives.
When you pulled away you stepped inside and sat down on his sofa. A mischievous glint entered your eyes as you grinned at your brother.
“You ready to get recked at Mario Kart?” You challenged, an expression matching yours appearing on his face and he quickly set up the game and sat next to you.
“Oh you're so on.”
Habaneros
You and Mark were at home with your friends Jack and Felix visiting you whilst they were in LA for a convention. They decided to film a few videos in their spare time and one of those idiots decided it would be funny to do challenges involving habaneros. After a bit of convincing, you went out and quickly picked up a bag of dried habaneros and four small bottles of milk from the shop whilst they set up the cameras and lights in the living room. They all sat down and you sat yourself on a stool behind the camera, letting them do their thing. Mark did his introduction and the three of them explained what they were about to do. You tried not to laugh as they all held the small red death vegetables in their hands with looks of regret, glad you had put down a towel to cover the floor as they held their small milk cartons in their other hands.
“Ready?” Mark asked, the three of them exchanging nervous glances before he started a countdown. “3…2…1…Go.” They all put a habanero in their mouths and you watched in amusement as their faces contorted into expressions of pain, soon followed by multiple swear words being shouted in various languages, making you glad you had closed the windows before they started. Jack started chugging the milk, Felix was still shouting with tears in his eyes and Mark was pouring the contents of his bottle over his face, occasionally making eye contact with you, a desperate look of pleading clear in them. Mark managed to get out his outro before you stopped the recording, bursting out into laughter the second you did so, earning you death stares from the three milk-covered boys. When they calmed down you were still grinning in amusement until you saw the shared look of mischief on their faces. You looked at the boys suspiciously, your face falling when you saw what they were doing. They were moving towards you, the almost empty bag of habaneros in Mark’s hand.
“No.” You said, moving towards the door, trying to escape them. “Don’t you dare. I warn you, I bite.” Mark surged towards you and picked you up, leaning away from your flailing limbs, Felix laughing and Jack filming the whole event. Mark dropped you on the couch and you accepted defeat, catching the small pepper Mark threw to you.
Before putting the pepper in your mouth, waiting for the pain to start. And oh, did the pain start. In an instant you felt like your insides were on fire and your eyes started watering as you desperately reached out for the last bottle of milk, unintelligible noises coming out of your mouth. You glared at the three boys who were laughing their asses off whilst downing the milk, Jack still filming you as you shouted insults and curse worlds at them and life.
“Just so you know, I hate all of you and everything you stand for.” You said to the three laughing boys, a smile slowly appearing on your face as you watched them, their faces covered by expressions of pure happiness as you slowly recovered from eating the habanero. Mark came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you, trying to make you forgive him.
“Awww I’m sorry babe.” He laughed out as you folded your arms and pouted. “Can you forgive us?” You shook your head, trying to hide your smile.
“Pretty please?” Jack asked as he and Felix slowly moved towards you.
“Wait, what are you guys-” You were cut off by all three boys piling on top of you. “Get off me!” You tried to push them off but got no reaction. “Okay, okay, I forgive you, just let me breathe!” They let out a cheer and you felt their weight being lifted off your chest, allowing you to take a few deep breaths. You let out a small laugh and smiled, watching the three friends goof around with each other.
‘They’re idiots,’ you thought, ‘my idiots.’