Hm................ how's about DarkEgo for a blast from the past?

1. Who said I love you first?

Definitely Naoya. He would 100% say it first, especially given Kaname is not the best with feelings or words. (And, tbf, Naoya has very openly been in love with Kaname since they met and has told Kaname many, many times.)

2. Who loves to show off or tell people they're together?

Also definitely Naoya. He’s smart enough to know when it should be a secret for safety reasons, but he’s empathic and can be a jealous little shit. He knows when someone else is trying to flirt with his boyfriend and there’s only room for one major annoyance significant other in Kaname’s life, thank you.

4. Who was the most nervous on the first date?

Kaname. Not because he wasn’t sure Naoya liked him back (lol) but more that he’s a little jealous that his boyfriend is so... comfortable being on a date with him. (Between his own mixed feelings about being a demon god’s vessel and his own reservations about being so openly affectionate with another guy, it’s a mix of internalized emotions, but seeing Naoya actually smile instead of that fake smile he usually gives everyone is enough to trample those thoughts.)

Plus, Bael’s in the back of his mind making play-by-play commentary the entire time. (This isn’t what he meant when he said he wanted that twink obliterated. >:(((( )

9. Who likes to cuddle more?

Naoya, hands down. He’s a very physically touchy person with the people he actually cares about.

What tf is up, Kyle?! Hello, hi, how are ya? So, I basically binged all of Markiplier’s sketches! “A Date With Markiplier”, “Who Killed Markiplier?”, “A Heist With Markiplier”. So, ya’ll know who I’m obsessed with these days :p. But, bare with me I’m not really that confident about how I write Dark.

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Same snake, different skin...

Who? You had just separated from Mark in the sewers and found yourself in a completely different atmosphere. You had chills running up and down your whole body.

It’s not fair, is it?

Your heart was thumping, all you could hear was the blood rushing in your ears. You were scared, that was to say the least. In front of you, were different portraits of people that you were supposed to know, but you didn’t. You had reached the far end of the hallway and saw a portrait of...Mark? What the hell was going on?

When you turned around, you saw the entity. He was warping time and reality to his will, you felt dizzy and ready to throw up your guts along with your soul. Why was this so familiar? Why was he so familiar? He sneered at you and then held the box that you had just stolen from the museum. “So much trouble. All for something so small.” You were shocked, how could he possibly know?

“Who-Who are you?” He grimaced but quickly schooled his expression, “That is disappointing, (Y/N). To think we were so close, and now he has managed to wipe me, your partner, from your mind.” She was definitely scared, who was he talking about? She only knew one person in this whole ordeal and that was...Mark. What? But he was her friend, right?

He looked at her with intensity, “I thought you were clever enough to see through the games and trickery that he is putting you through. I thought you were better than him. But, perhaps you like this sort of thing.” He kept looking at the box, and she kept looking at him, the feeling of comfort and security was sinking in. She did know him! From a life past long ago.

“Damien.” His head shot up, he was shocked. “Yes and no. Do you remember what happened?” She looked down expecting to see blood spouting out of the bullet wound that killed her. But there was nothing there.

Okay, listen up, folks. Itssss a twist of my own on the AHWM . Lol, I like making up scenarios of my own.

“I’m not alive, am I?” She looked at him with the reality set on her drooping shoulders. Tears welled up in her eyes, “Why won’t he leave me alone? Even in death, I’m being tormented.” Damien or Dark now that she stared to remember, made his way to her and placed his cold hands on her shoulders. She wasn’t afraid anymore.

“I’ve been trying to help you. By trying to warn you about his schemes a hundred times. But he over writes your memories each time.” She brushes away her tears as she gathers herself. “Then, what can you help with?” He looked at her with helplessness, he hated it, she needed answers and he couldn’t give them to her without Mark finding out.

“Since, you have been playing this game of his. I have laid out little codes through this ‘heist’ to help you get to the truth.” She nodded and then suddenly reality started to warp again. But before she could completely get out of the void, she managed to whisper one last thing before jumping into the fray.

“I’ll see you again, Dark.”

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th..... there are freelancers still active??

Def “Careless Whisper” by Seether or “I Don’t Wanna Love Somebody Else” by A Great Big World for the Itsukaname