Obviously we see Anti and Dark as two similar beings because they’re both the evil counterparts or the demons of two great guys who are best friends. Though I think that they’re also very different for many different reasons. Let’s break it down a little and spot the differences, shall we?
Let’s start with Anti.
Antisepticeye, otherwise known as Jack’s evil counterpart or demon, has made many appearances already - even recently. His look can be interpreted however you want, but he has been portrayed a certain way on the channel for some time now. He seems to look exactly how Jack does whenever he appears. But during one longer appearance, he was seen with all black clothing (a black shirt and ripped jeans) and some ear gauges (you can see this in Jack’s ‘Say Goodbye’ video). You could assume that this is Anti’s regular style. We’ve also seen him with black eyes (also in the ‘Say Goodbye’ video) which could possibly mean that he’s a demon.
Anti’s appearances have been brief for the most part. He appears in the form of glitches in Jack’s face cam (you can see a lot of this in Jack’s ‘Five Nights At Freddy’s - Sister Location’ videos) and only stays for a few seconds, though his appearances grew gradually more frequent as the end of October got closer. The only video in which he’s made a longer and much stronger appearance is in Jack’s ‘Say Goodbye’ video.
A quick example.
Anti’s voice is also far from normal, as far as we know. It’s very distorted and sounds like there are multiple people speaking at the same time, all in different pitches. This kind of matches his glitchy appearances.
Another thing about him is that he’s very violent. In multiple appearances, Anti has been seen using his fingers as guns and holding them to his head, strangling himself, pulling at his hair or face or mouth, or with blood somewhere on his face. In the ‘Say Goodbye’ video, he even goes as far as making Jack slit his own throat. He’s displayed as a crazy character, even borderline psychotic.
Picture it this way: if Anti was given the opportunity to torture someone, he wouldn’t hesitate. He would use all the pretty little toys he had and make it as enjoyable as possible - for him. He is merciless, violent and crazy and this could be due to Jack’s excessive amount of energy being manifested into something evil. His idea of fun is extremely dangerous, bloody and painful.
So, Anti is practically a psychopath.
Now, onto Dark.
Darkiplier, otherwise known as Mark’s evil counterpart or demon, hasn’t made nearly as many appearances as Anti. There were theories about him in Mark’s earlier videos ‘Don’t Blink’ and ‘Dont Move’, but he’s been nothing more than a theory since then. People came up with their own ideas and conclusions while Anti was around. But he has finally made an appearance in one of the paths you take when you go to Mark’s video, ‘A Date With Markiplier’ (to get to him you have to click ‘Pay’ and then click ‘Horror’. If you want to follow through then you have to click on ‘Freedom’ and finally, kill the guy on ‘Left’.)
So far, his attire is different from Anti’s. Of course, he was wearing the suit that Mark was wearing during the date, but it oddly seemed to suit him (pun intended). Already off the bat, this leads us to think that Dark may prefer cleaner or more professional attire as opposed to black t-shirts and ripped jeans. Another thing is that he seems to like wearing black eyeliner, unless that’s some sort of natural dark circle around his eyes. Either way, creep factor.
Dark’s appearances haven’t been as glitchy as Anti’s. There are a few moments where he’s seemed to glitch out slightly, but for the most part he’s more ‘stable’. Although, there does seem to be some sort of layering effect in his appearances or some sort of 3D filter - like there are duplicates of him. His stance is also very proper, with his hands gingerly held behind his back as he talks. That, and his appearances have been longer than Anti’s. He sticks around to even converse with the viewer, whereas Anti will only stick around for a few seconds in the face cam, just long enough for someone to notice him.
An example for Darky.
Dark’s voice is a lot deeper than Anti’s, kind of like Mark’s is deeper than Jack’s. Though, it’s almost abnormally deep for someone with Mark’s face. It’s also very echoey, as though he was appearing in a vision or a dream.
Now this is where the major difference comes out.
Unlike Anti, Dark looks very calm and reserved. He speaks slowly, carefully and clearly - as though he’s having a conversation with a colleague at work. He doesn’t seem violent in any sort of way and doesn’t imply that he wants to cause harm to anyone. It’s just that his entire demeanor and way of speaking is very … Dark. I guess he lives up to his name. Rather than being crazy and excitable like Anti, he’s just cold and intimidating.
Picture it this way: if Dark also had the opportunity to torture someone, he wouldn’t go about it the same way. He would most likely use his words to slowly drive the person mad, to frighten them out of their skin. His definition of fun wouldn’t be to hear the person’s screams or see a gory scene - no, his fun is all in the scares. Sure, eventually he gets around to the torture, but he doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who likes to make a mess, you know?
So, Dark is a cold, merciless killer.
Anti and Dark are very similar but also very different, which makes them that much more interesting to observe and analyze. The two of them working together would be the perfect recipe for a vengeful murder. Of course, they’re super fun to watch from afar.
please you have to do a part 2 of the tentacle thing!! i need it! if u need some ideas: how about phil holding danny’s arms n legs with his tentacles as some kinda improv bondage??? thanks so much!!
Maybe you could do double penetration for the tentacle smut pt2
this is literally the most requested thing right now but hey i’m not at all complaining
as its own post so i can put it under a read more lmao
this is so much more plot than i was expecting jfc but do not fear, there is indeed kinky tentacle fucking as well
Dan stumbles back to his room on shaking legs, making probably too much noise as he tries to get into the shower. He mechanically washes the salt out of his hair and skin, shivering slightly against the burning spray when his fingers brush over the bit marks and banded-red bruises Phil’s tentacles left on his skin. Fuck. Phil’s tentacles. Dan’s probably broken all kinds of laws, most of which haven’t even been written yet. He’s screwed six ways from Sunday if this gets out.
mmmmmmmmbuddy,,,,,, fuck yes,,,,,,,, bless ur wretched soul i’m so in love w this idea hope u enjoy
- “Please, Phil,” Dan begged, sliding up to lean back against the headboard, using his grip on Phil’s shoulders to drag him between his legs.
- Phil slid a hand up Dan’s hip, and Dan’s legs wrapped around Phil’s waist to pull him closer.
- “Please,” Dan whined.
- “Wait,” Phil said, and Dan’s eyes opened.
- “What? What’s wrong?” Dan asked, his brows furrowing and his teeth sinking into his lower lip.
- “You-” Phil paused, and took a breath. “I’m always the one doing everything, Dan, and I’m sick of it.” Dan’s eyes narrowed, and he unhooked his legs from around Phil’s back.
- “ Well that’s hardly fai-” “You’re a fucking pillow princess, Dan, and I’m done with it.”
- Dan pushed Phil off of him, and Phil went easily enough. “Fine,” Dan snapped. “You wanna be like that? We can be like that. Lie down.” Phil didn’t move. “ I said lie down,” Dan said with a roll of his eyes. “Wants me to take charge then doesn’t even fucking listen,” he muttered to himself, yanking Phil’s shirt and pants off roughly. Phil heard a few seams rip but he kept quiet, settling back onto the pillows while Dan stripped himself.
- Dan slung one leg over Phil’s waist, grabbing him roughly by the jaw with both hands and kissing him, nipping at Phil’s lips and sucking his tongue into his mouth. Phil kissed back, bringing his hands up to rest on Dan’s waist. Dan smacked them away.
- “No touching,” he breathed, attaching his lips to the underside of Phil’s jaw. Phil clenched his hands around nothing, bringing them back down to rest at his sides. He sighed when Dan sunk his teeth into he neck, squirming against his mouth.
- Dan moved down Phil’s body, kissing and nipping his skin at random, without a pattern. He licked a stripe down Phil’s happy trail, curling his tongue around the base of his cock.
- Phil’s hand moved down to grip Dan’s hair, but a stern look from the boy between his legs put paid to that and Phil grabbed the sheets under him instead.
- Dan took his sweet time working Phil’s cock, licking and sucking at the base and his balls, and dragging the head over his lips, his tongue poking out to taste. Phil arched his back and sighed, the muted pleasure making his head feel pleasantly fuzzy.
- Dan took Phil into his throat suddenly, starling a moan out of him. Phil’s thighs twitched and he laid them back flat, resisting the urge to cant his hips up. Dan brought his hand up to play with Phil’s balls, and Phil’s hips kicked.
- Dan pulled off with a smile, jacking Phil with one hand as he reached for the lube. He squirted some into his hand before wrapping it back around Phil’s length, his fingers rubbing over the head on every upstroke.
- “You-” Phil gasped, his head falling back and baring the line of his throat, which bobbed as he swallowed. “I- I’m gonna-”
- Dan kept going, watching as Phil’s eyes squeezed shut as he reached the edge, before pulling his hand back and letting Phil thrust up into nothing.
- “No, Dan, please,” Phil babbled, his hips still kicking.
- “See,” Dan said rubbing the tip of his index finger across Phil’s slit. “There’s something I learned how to do. What happens is I get you so close, and then let go, and then you cum untouched. It’s called a ruined orgasm. You don’t get any of the satisfaction of coming, but you stay hard, and you’re completely oversensitive.” He nibbled Phil’s ear and tweaked his nipple. Phil’s cock twitched as he came in long spurts across his own chest. Dan was right; it barely felt like anything. But his cock didn’t soften, and Phil’s eyes blinked open to be met with a view of Dan with three fingers inside of himself.
- “And now I can have my fun,” Dan said with an impish grin, barely giving Phil any time to breathe before he straddled his hips and bottomed out, his hole clenching around Phil’s cock.
- Phil was ready to explode. He whimpered when Dan lifted up and slammed back down, his toes curling as Dan screwed himself down on Phil’s cock again and again.
- “Fucking - love you like this,” Dan panted, his hands roaming over Phil’s chest. “Completely at my mercy, you’re- fuuuuuuck,” he breathed out when he hit his own prostate particularly hard. Phil’s hands just clenched in the sheets, his jaw dropping open.
- “Dan, oh please, you’re- fuck, you’re-”
- Dan had something he wanted to try. He called it the ‘Theory of Relative Friction.’ The theory stated that if he ground down just right, he could make Phil say ‘fuck’ seven times in a row. .
- He thrusted down, letting out a low moan. Phil’s breath hitched on a cry, and he sank his teeth into his lip. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” he breathed, and Dan grinned.
- “Come on, Phil,” Dan moaned, moving his hips even faster, until he was practically bouncing on Phil’s cock. Phil’s vision crackled static behind his eyelids, and his heartbeat pounded in his ears. “Feel so good filling me up like this Phil, fuck. Come on. Come on, Phil. Come for me.”
- Phil muffled a scream by biting down on his own forearm, his cock twitching as he came for what felt like ages. He whimpered when Dan pulled off of him, jacking himself off over Phil’s chest.
- Phil was too exhausted to help, or do anything other than breathe and look up at Dan through ruined eyes as Dan released, hot and sticky, over his own hand and Phil’s chest.
- “Pillow fucking princess my ass,” Dan muttered, dragging three fingers through the mess on Phil’s chest and bringing it up to his own mouth, sucking the digits clean.
- Phil was never more happy to be proven wrong in his life.
Note: due to the nature of RHPS, a lot of these are somewhat risque, albeit in a sorta cracky way. Nothing here has to lead to direct NSFW, but doing so would be pretty easy. (So’s Janet!)
“It’s okay. My lungs are still in my body. I’m good.”
“I have plans for your fake dick.”
“It doesn’t matter! Nothing matters! Just form a kickline!”
“Please yourselves. Not literally. At least, not on stage.”
“This is why we keep the feather boas in quarantine.”
“You- you’re a lot. I like you.”
“This is when you start to get groovy.”
“I could kiss you. I could marry you. I could buy you ice cream.”
“IT’S WEDNESDAY NIGHT. WHO’S READY TO GET SLUTTY?”
“Shit, I thought this was water polo practice.”
“Biochemical research gets me so hot.”
“This is the weirdest aerobics session I’ve ever seen.”
“I claim my prize.”
“I haven’t been this aroused since Nixon was president.”
“Where are the horses? I thought there would be horses.”
“I need you to channel your inner vodka aunt. I need you to channel your inner 10,000 vodka aunts.”
“Make it weirder. I know it’s weird. But make it weirder.”
“You’re, like, a sex god. You’re like a Nobel Prize winner sex god.”
“I like to approach all my problems crotch-first.”
“Okay, who here knows the Funky Chicken?”
“I’m so proud of you. You’re going to make me cry.”
“Anyone have a tampon?”
“Anyone have a hair band?”
“Anyone have any idea what’s going on?”
“There will be no actual nudity and no actual murder-cannibalism- at least, if everything goes according to plan.”
“Where’s the glitter and why is everyone sober?”
“Don’t worry about me. I’m having a good time.”
“You fuck with my boas, I will fuck with you.”
“It’s all cool. Nothing is on fire. Yet.”
“We’re allowed to step on you if you’re in the way.”
“OH SHIT MY TITS ARE OUT”
“I’m glad that we dream about each other in the worst possible ways.”
“It’s awful. I love it.”
“You. Me. Selfie. Now.”
“Feel this fabric. Now imagine it rubbing against your nipples. Frantically.”
“We are not responsible for any weird boners you may get this evening.”
“You guys, I just- I just love you so much. I’m so happy. You guys.”
Has anyone ever done a teacherxteacher fic bc oh my god, like what if dan was a substitute teacher next to phils classroom for a week and they keep hitting on each other /mostly dan being a tease and then Phil just lets everything go and fucks dan into a desk in between class periods. Bonus points if dan is low key pastel and Phil has a few tattoos.
🎀 Phil had been a teacher for a few years now. Working with the fifth grade wasn’t all that hard and he felt like he was really making a difference in the kid’s lives. He was dedicated to his job, not letting himself get distracted or risking his job for anything. Well, that is, until he met Dan Howell.
🎀 Dan was a substitute teacher who worked with the class next to Phil’s. He wore soft colors, had soft brown, curly hair, and innocent brown eyes. Phil was smitten, always stopping in his tracks and staring whenever he saw him. He looked so cute and innocent, but he’d always smirk when he’d catch Phil staring, dropping pencils and bending over or winking when he’d pass by him.
🎀 Phil didn’t know how much more he could take, he was sure he was going mad. After school he would go straight home and jack off in the shower, imagining the pretty brunette on his knees, sucking him off instead. He’d cum with Dan’s name on his lips and a guilt in his stomach. But he still went on with life, trying to ignore the pull he felt every time he saw Dan.
🎀 But it all came to a head on one fateful day. It was a half day, meaning the kids would go home after lunch instead of at 3, their regular time. The bell rang, signifying lunch time, and all the kids grabbed their belongings and waved goodbye to Mr. Lester and skipped to lunch, and Phil stayed behind to clean up and grade papers.
🎀 He heard a soft knock on his door and looked up, seeing Dan standing in the doorway. He smiled and waved him in. “Hello! Can I help you?” Dan giggled and made his way over to Phil’s desk, sitting on the edge. Phil looked him up and down, trying to be discreet but failing. Dan did the same, licking his lips, leaning back on his hands. “It’s my last day as a substitute, you know.”
🎀 Phil raised his eyebrows. “Wow, that was fast.” Dan nodded, tracing patterns on the desk. “Yeah, well, time flies when you’re having fun…” Phil hummed in acknowledgement, not knowing where this was going. Dan sighed and looked at him from under his lashes, looking innocently seductive. “Maybe I could have just a little more fun before I go.”
🎀 Phil smirked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. “Oh? And what kind of fun were you thinking?” Dan bit his lip. “I was thinking you and I could have some fun.” Phil chuckled and gently took Dan’s hand and lead him to stand between his legs. He looked up at Dan and put his hands on his hips before roaming them up to his chest. “Have you been a good boy, Dan?”
🎀 Dan whimpered and nodded. “Yes daddy.” Phil’s cock twitched at the nickname. Dan was going to be the death of him for sure. He rubbed Dan’s nipples through his shirt, and Dan grabbed his wrist and whined. Oh, this was going to be fun. “Mmm, you’re so pretty. Come sit on daddy’s lap, yeah?”
🎀 Dan straddled his lap and put his arms around his neck, and Phil put his hands on his waist and kissed him gently. The kiss of course escalated, with Phil gripping Dan’s hips as he ground up into him, and Dan whining into his mouth desperately.
🎀 Soon Phil’s pants and boxers were pooled around his ankles, and Dan was naked, riding Phil’s cock like his life depended on it. He was moaning into Phil’s neck, gripping his shoulders as he was grinding and bouncing on his cock. Phil groaned and bucked up into him, hitting his prostate and making Dan moan loudly and scratch down his shoulders and back.
🎀 Phil held his hips and helped him bounce and fuck himself, telling him what a good boy he was being for daddy and how proud his daddy was of him. Dan just moaned and went faster, chasing his high. “D-daddy, ‘m close”
🎀 Phil bucked up into him, making Dan bounce in his lap as he fucked into him, hitting his spot each thrust. Dan chanted “daddy” and clung onto Phil as he came onto his stomach, whining as Phil came as well, filling him with cum.
🎀 They both sat there panting, and Phil gently swiped Dan’s hair out of his eyes. “Was that the fun you were looking for?” Dan laughed and nodded, and Phil smirked. “You know, it’s a good thing you’re not a sub here anymore. That means you can be my sub back at home.” Dan blushed and giggled. “Gladly.”
Summary: Dan is practicing for his piano concert but Phil is more concerned about his piano teacher, who is blatantly hitting on him. Dan teases Phil, and punishment and smut ensues.
