Lazy DayIt’s one of those days where Dark and Anti were let out at the same exact time, and Anti both loves and dreads such a day. He loves being out to do whatever he wants without Jack nagging him all the time. Yet, he doesn’t want to face Dark, the stone-faced demon wannabe and attention stealer, who judges everything he does. Why can’t he just let him be?
However, there were always those specific times where they unexpectedly discover something out of the ordinary about the other. Today is no exception.
Anti rubbed his eyes as he finally took over his host’s physical body and making sure Jack is taking a nap in his head. Without thinking, he teleported outside hoping to frolic around, only to be drenched from head to toe by the heavy rain.
“Goddamit!” Anti shouted and teleported with a blank mind, just hoping to be indoors. He looked around to find out he’s in Mark’s room.
“Well shit. Today is not my day.” Anti sighed. The sudden
Surrender - Septiplier*WARNING SELF HARM MENTIONED*
Mark glanced at the cuts on the small boy's arms, with the little white scars underneath them. He looked at the tears in his eyes, threatening to spill at any second. He saw his shaking stance, his limbs swaying by his sides. His eyes were drawn to the dark crimson dribbling carelessly down his pale arms and without thinking turned to get some tissue - anything - to stop it. The boy winced at the contact and Mark could see he had to stop himself from withdrawing. Their eyes met and the boy could see the question in his look.
"I...I've screwed up relationships so many times, Mark. It's always been my fault. I made them cheat, I made them leave. I-I suppose that I'm just scared. I'm scared to death of losing you. Which is why before you came along I wasn't interested in trying again, trying anything. But, I guess you started breaking down my walls and well, here we are."
Mark looked him up and down again, taking i
Shattered Glass - SeptiplierEveryone's been cut by glass at least once, right?
The feeling of your own skin being sliced so thinly by something so fragile. The harsh shock as the cool ice causes such a large amount of pain even if the size was miniature.
Jack was feeling that right now, but at a much larger scale. The pain was almost unbearable. He opened his eyes to check he wasn't lying on a bed of nails. He couldn't move, not even to turn his head. But he would fine, he knew he would because the last time he was conscious Mark was next to him.
Jack was determined that his boyfriend would save him, of course he would. Slowly, Jack started to remember how he came into this agonizing position.
"Jack, did you lock the back door?" Mark wondered as the pair walked away from the house.
"No, shit. Do I really have to go all the way back and lock it? It's so farrrrrrrrrrr!" Jack moaned.
"Do you really want your shit nicked?" Mark mocked, physically stopping the man n
Mistakes - SeptiplierDamn. Why did this always happen to me? I get angry and screw everything up. Sigh, I just need some rest. I better check on him though and see where he gets up too. I would hate for him to do anything stupid. God, I love you, Jack. I'm sorry.
I feel destroyed. I feel betrayed. I feel dead. I thought maybe one insult would be fine, but they just kept coming. Again and again and again.
It hurts so much. All I feel is pain. Why would he say those things? All I did was come home late with Felix. He has no right to shout at me just because he's ill.
You do nothing.
I try my hardest. I spend so much of the day working, pouring my heart into YouTube. Why can't he see that I put in the exact same amount of effort as him?
I earn so much more compared to you.
He does earn more than me, so maybe Mark does work harder. After trying so hard, what's the point if all that happens is this? I'm nothing. I should just give up. If Mark feels this wa
The Demons Within (Danti/Septiplier) - Ch. 1"YOU TWO IMBECILES!" A voice boomed and echoed throughout hell. "BOTH OF YOU! MY MOST POWERFUL AND TRUSTWORTHY DEMONS! Do you realize WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?!"
A cloaked figure and an armored soldier are kneeling with fear fueling in their undead bodies, flinching at their King's yelling.
The King has many names, Lucifer, Satan, Hades. He stepped off his throne frustrated and pulling on his horns. "I can't believe you two, out of all the billions of demons in hell, BROKE THE NUMBER ONE RULE!"
"Lucifer..." The armored figure muttered. "We-"
"SHUT UP, WAR! I don't want your fucking excuses." Satan whipped his tail in the air. He took a deep breath. "Have you and Death created offspring?"
The two demons looked at each other and sighed. Satan can take a hint.
He sighed. "I can't believe you two."
Death bowed his head lower. "Lucifer. We were careless fools. We would accept any punishment you cast upon us." said Death.
Both kneeling demons shuddered at the thought of the punishments. The punish
Revenge Teasing“Hey Jack.” Cry asked, sitting down next to the Irishman in their shared villa with Felix and Mark for youtube purposes and collaborations. “What’s wrong? You look unhappy.”
“Nothing.” Jack simply answered.
Cry raised a brow under his mask. There’s no doubt that something is wrong with Jack. Usually, Jack would be clinging onto Mark, and Mark would be giving the Irishman his every love and attention. They would be in their own world that even the Pewdiecry couple would wince at.
“Is…this about Mark?” Cry asked.
Jack shrugged, shaking his head, and sighed. All this caught the attention of a certain Swede who just walked into the room.
“What’s up with you, Irishman?” Felix asked, sitting next to Cry. “And don’t say nothing.”
“Mark.” Jack said.
“Well, obviously.” Felix rolled his eyes.
Cry held onto Felix’s shoulder. “Be nice, you idiot.”