#driplierst

Dr. Iplier: Ah, a new patient? Hello.

Host: The Host greets the new comer.

Bingsepticeye and Angus have a small robotic dog that Bing himself built. Angus takes the doggo out whenever he goes out into the forest, and Bing normally “sleeps” with said dog as well as runs maintenance on the dog.

Bingiplier and E-Boy have a brightly colored bird of some sort. Bing likes to teach the bird lovely phases to tell E-Boy, so his love for him could be made clear to the other. E-Boy likes to have the perch on his shoulder as he does photos and videos.

Robbie and Eric have a service dog as Eric needs the dog to calm down and I like to hc Robbie is particularly blind (due to being a zombie), so dog is there to help him see.

Host and Dr. Iplier have also have a service animal but it isn’t a dog, it’s a bird (probably an intelligent, elegant-looking one). Host normally keeps the bird around as it helps him see, but there are times where he “writes” lovely poems for Dr. Iplier and sends the bird Dr. Iplier’s way.

Have something cutesy as I think of something angsty -Angst Anon

Lovin some rare pairs

Local radio host decides on the wrong day to wear only a shirt XDD Also I couldn’t resist adding some driplierst dfshdfhjjdksCommissions are Open! | Support Me on Ko-fi

My endgame ships for Masks and Maladies are:

LAMP (Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman)

Dukeceit (Remus/Janus)

Darkstache (Dark/Wil)

Bingle (Bing/Googles, yep all of them)

Driplierst (Dr Iplier/Host)

EricIlly (Eric/Illinois)

Doctorglitch or Antisein (Henrik and Anti, this one takes time to set up because both these boys are dense, also this ship has so many names I’m never sure what to tag it as)

Normally I’d throw a ship like Marvin/Jackie but I had Seán as Jackieboy Man and do not feel comfortable ship the real Jack with anyone but his current girlfriend.

My boys my boys!!!

I got on the february Mood!! It's loving iplierst hours!!

A drabble for @emptynarration cause he deserves soft Author content uwu

Ship: Author/Dr. Iplier

Warnings: Edward swears a bit

-

“Author?!” A shrill voice rang throughout the library.

The Author froze at his desk, pen held still on the parchment he was writing on. He cautiously raised his head with a confused expression. “Yeah…?” he called out.

Fast paced footsteps made their way to Author's office, and soon enough, Edward burst through the door with a pissed off expression. Author sat dumbfounded at his appearance, not focused on his expression, but on something much more eye catching. The doctor’s coat Edward wore, the one he loved more than anything, was dyed a light pink. 

Author had to slap a hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing. “I love that colour on you,” he muttered, taking in Edward’s appearance more. All it took was one giggle and he went into a laughing fit. He slapped his hand against his desk and doubled over in tears. 

“I hate you so much…” Edward crossed his arms as he glared at Author. As bright as his appearance was, he had nothing but malice in his heart.

“What the hell happened?”

“Wilford is so fucking smart and decided to wash his suspenders with my coat,” he snapped. He nearly strangled Wilford for this crime, but luckily Wilford reminded him that he has a boyfriend capable of altering reality. 

“Watch your language, pinky.” Author said with a snarky tone. If looks could kill, then he would be dead at his desk. Good thing he had the advantage of being Edward’s boyfriend, because surely the glaring man would not hesitate to rip him to shreds if he was someone else. He shined a bright smile at Edward, clearly enjoying every moment of this.

Edward pressed his lips into a tight line, tapping his foot impatiently. “You’re going to fix this.” 

“Am I now?” Author snickered. “I didn’t know that.”

“Fucking christ… just write in that damned notebook of yours and fix this.”

Now he was really playing with fire. Just how he likes it. “There you go again with that potty mouth.” He dramatically shook his head and tsk-ed. “I thought you’re supposed to be a professional?”

For a moment, Edward simply stared at Author deadpanned. It was a surprise he didn’t literally burst into flames and grow demon horns. He spoke again in a stern voice. “Getting my medical license removed will be worth skinning you alive, Author.” 

Still, Author kept his cocky composure. “Alright, alright, I think you look nice in pink, but I’ll fix your coat…” he leaned back in his chair as a mischievous smile stretched across his lips, “if you kiss me first.” 

“You’ve got to be kidding me…”

“What?” Author tilted his head innocently. “It takes a lot of power to change stuff, y’know? I think I deserve something in return! A loving kiss from my loving boyfriend will suffice.” Another laughing fit overtook Author and he closed his eyes. Unbeknownst to him, Edward creeped closer to his desk. Eventually, Edward got close enough and pulled Author forward by his shirt.

“H-Hey! You weren’t serious about the ‘skinning alive’ stuff were you?” 

Edward’s grip was firm and unbreaking. Their faces were incredibly close to each other. Edward could see the stunned expression painted all over Author’s face clearly. The sight made him huff out a bit of laughter and shake his head. “You’re an asshole, you know that?” 

Without warning, he pulled Author forward more and connected their lips in a harsher than usual kiss. Author made a surprised, muffled sound, but he soon relaxed into Edward’s hold. Honestly, Author knew he deserved the rough treatment. Did he regret his actions? No, not in the slightest.

Soon after, Edward backed away and crossed his arms again. “Is that good enough for you?” Author sat back down, his cheeks as pink as Edward’s coat. 

“Yeah, that’ll do,” he replied breathlessly. All sense of cockiness was kissed away, which was a relief for Edward. He fished out a fresh piece of paper and began to write. Not a minute later, Edward’s pink coat faded into its usual white.

Edward smiled as he saw his normal coat. “About damn time.”

“Wow, not even a ‘thank you’? I’m hurt.” Author faked a wounded expression, frowning up at Edward, and rolled his eyes. 

“Someone’s gonna kill you because of your attitude.”

Author shrugged. “Worth it.” He twirled his pen between his fingers and smirked. “I should get you some pink clothes, it’ll look nice on you.”