Funny Markiplier Novels & Stories

His lips quivered, and widened his eyes to make him look like a sad kitty. I inwardly rolled my eyes and groaned. "Can you not act like that and be an adult? Or else I will hurt you." "Hey, Liam, right?" Mark directed his attention to Liam, ignored my threat, and made me snarl. "Was Lily rowdy with you? My little chipmunk may be small, but she can be a bit on the violent side." "Mark!" I started throwing my fist at him, and he dodged every one of them with ease; laughing it off just annoyed me.

Mark looked over with an easy grin when the timer in the kitchen went off. "Pizza!" They both said together as they exploded off the couch to race into the kitchen. Tad grabbed the hot pads and got the pizza out while Mark got the plates and round pizza cutter. "Dude, I'm so hungry I would eat a dick," Mark said with a laugh as he rolled the cutter across the pizza. Tad laughed it off because they always said funny things like that. "You wouldn't eat a dick, you like Rachel's pussy too much." Mark gave an uneasy laugh. "Nah, we broke up."

12:00 pm .. A small smirk played on Uncle Mark's lips as he watched the press conference on TV. He picked up the remote , turned off the TV , picked up his phone and called his Ally. "Good job" he said to him immediately he picked up his call . "Thank you " His ally replied. "Xavier isn't that smart , just seat back and watch him worry over nothing" uncle Mark said and they both laughed. "Make sure to continue adding issues , Fred mustn't back down "

the Mark starred on, puzzled not knowing whether his boss just asked a question or he was making a statement. " She's not just a member,b.o…ss " Mark said, nodding his head to the picture, silently asking his boss to see for himself. Ryan, on getting the hint started paying more attention to every detail on the pictures laying in front of him, and suddenly he started laughing. "Torak, sure needs to see this himself, ha ha ha ha." " But Mark, I don't think I'm that generous to warn my dear brother, the dude is not just lucky, always crossing paths with his best buddy."Ryan said in the middle of his laughter.

"This is crazy. I don't even know you." "Your name is Ava." He said it softly, reverently. "Ava Marie Chen. You were born on June twenty-first, eighteen years ago. You have a birthmark on your right hip shaped like a crescent moon. When you were seven, you broke your arm falling out of a tree, and you cried more because you couldn't climb anymore than because it hurt." Tears were streaming down my face now, and I didn't even know why. "Stop. Please stop."

The half naked man that was Mark in front of me? At any rate I was awfully calm and normal saying those words. I was calm, but Mark was not. If anything he finally had a reason for a good laugh. "Oh fuck me!" His voice rang out, chuckles resounding all around us. Amidst the buzzing of skin and music. "What, What's funny?" I stared at him, "I'm serious." "You?" He paused, smiling. "You're serious? I don't believe that. I'll believe anything but that. Seriously!"

Mark didn't seem to notice. Or maybe he did and simply didn't say anything. He remained beside me throughout the afternoon, making jokes and occasionally pointing out ridiculous things happening around the party. At one point, a man dressed as Darth Vader nearly knocked over a tray of drinks. Mark leaned toward me. “That's the most British thing I've seen all day.” I laughed. “How is that British?” “Everything goes wrong politely.” I covered my mouth. “Stop.” He smiled. “You're laughing.” “Because you're stupid.”

“Thirty years old and still getting pantsed like a high-school loser. This is why you’ll never get promoted, Mark. You’re not hero material. You’re not even sidekick material. You’re the fucking joke we keep around to feel better about ourselves.” I tried to pull my pants up. He kicked my hands away. “Nah. Stay there. Maybe if you stand like that long enough, one of the girls will take pity and suck you off. Right, Sarah?” She laughed harder than the rest. “In his dreams.” The sounds of their laughter all narrowed down to a beeping sound. All I saw was red.

He muses. "An abomination! For that bastard! How dare she!" He yells before suddenly throwing his head back and laughing. "But- it!." He's laughing so hard that he has to take a steadying hold on the wall. "But it's dead! Isn't that amazing!" He practically yells at the frozen couple. They could only blink in shock as they watched Mark crow and cackle like a madman. Claire finally breaks out of her stupor. She honestly thought that Mark was going to brutally murder them for endangering Leia's life. She never expected that he would be pleased, much less euphoric over it.

“Three Stooges, huh? You better be glad that Thomas and Brandon didn’t hear you call us that. They don’t have a sense of humor like I do.” We turned around to see Mark leaning up against the back of one of the couches in our lobby with a smirk on his face. If I were a normal woman, I would call him handsome, but I haven’t been normal for years, so it came across as more arrogant than anything. The more I’m around Bri, the better I like her. She is a hilarious little firecracker, and I am so here for it. “You have a sense of humor that couldn’t even make Elmo laugh, Mark. Why are you bothering us?” The twinkle in her eyes told me that she didn’t believe what she was saying, but it made me chu