#(how is he both more fucked up and sweeter than i imagined..... jeez)

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The Cutest Arrogance (Part 4) ~ A Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

Hoooo this is going to be Anti's most formidable target....but when Antisepticeye wants revenge, he gets it! LEEET'S DO IT!

TAGGING: @anti-switch-glitch and @yandere-ipli-ler

The only sounds were the slashes of a blade, a sharp blade moving through the air and making contact. Anti followed the noise. He was smirking with excitement as he ambled through the darkened training room, eyes fixed upon the shadowy figure who, for the moment, had their back to him. At certain moments, there would be flashes of crimson from their hair and skirt as they maneuvered themselves expertly amidst their attack training. This just cemented how much of a formidable foe Yandere was going to be for Anti. As he got closer, he noticed that Yandere was surrounded by limbs and torsos and heads of dismembered mannequins, and Anti couldn't help but chuckle as Yandere cleanly decapitated another.

'Ouch, what did he do?'

Yandere paused, before giggling sweetly and turning round to face Anti, her crimson eyes gleaming as she crooned.

'He looked at me funny.'

Anti folded his arms as he paced around Yandere a little, before reaching the newly decapitated head and nudging it with his foot. He teased.

'A tad excessive and dramatic wouldn't ya say?'

Yan raised one of her eyebrows, pursing her lips in amusement at the utter irony of Anti's comment. Anti judging drama was like Dark judging darkness. Yandere leant against a vaulting bench as she inspected her blade, her crimson lips spreading into a smile.

'I live by the expression go big or go home.....like with my weapon. I feel like the bigger the blade the better you are really....it's hard to be intimidating when all you have is a letter opener.'

Yandere pointedly met Anti's gaze....and the glitch blushed darkly. Yandere's smirk confirmed it....she had the fucking nerve to belittle his knives. First of all, it took a lot of skill to fight at close proximity thank you very much! Plus, Anti could use more than one at the same time! They weren't small....well, they weren't THAT small-anyway that wasn't the point! A small growl left Anti's throat as Yan chuckled to herself smugly. Yandere prided themselves on the subtlety of her wording, it meant she could unload insults and cheekiness practically whenever she wanted, and it provided Yandere with a great deal of amusement. Anti however, was NOT amused.

'....you take that back.'

Yandere froze....then licked her lips, still smiling. She carefully put her katana back in its padded case, closing it carefully and safely, then she turned back to Anti. She hands were on her hips and her teeth were bared as she purred.

'Make me.'

Anti fucking lunged....and chaos ensued. And by chaos I mean that they both now engaged in a long, laughter-filled wrestling match that also included instances of them hitting one another with mannequin limbs. It was all in wonderful fun, especially since they both kept trying to out-growl and out-snarl each other. Eventually however, Anti just had to cheat with a little teleportation, thus allowing him to pin the thrashing Yandere down on her front; Anti snickered as he straddled the small of her back, panting as he got his breath back.

'Wohow....you....are a...tough little thihing....'

Yandere snarled through gritted teeth and crimson lips as she thrashed and tried to wiggle her body out, but it was impossible, Anti was too well planted. The fiery red-head glowered and growled.

'Let me up you cheating, wheezy old man!'

She grunted as her struggling continued, to which Anti merely narrowed eyes as he looked Yan's body up and down. He found it amazing that they had so much energy and defiance within them....but in a way, that was going to be Yandere's doom. The more strength there was, the more there was for Anti to chip away at, and the more there was to chip away at....the longer and more intense the torture was going to be. Anti lay on top of Yandere, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered.

'Not until I've tickled the sassy brat out of you....'

Yandere was doing a good job of hiding how nervous she was, but I assure you, she was VERY nervous. Anti didn't know it yet, but Yandere was probably in the most vulnerable position that it was possible for her to be in....especially when it came to being tickled. Yandere snarled, and was about to make a comeback, until creeping fingers at her sides made the defiance cower back down her throat.

'N-no....y-y-you....fuck o-off g-glihitch....fuckfuckfuhuck....'

Yandere clamped down on her bottom lip as hard as she could, pressing her forehead against the floor as Anti's fingers curled and uncurled in the dips of her sides. Anti's teeth were bared in a feral, smug grin as he crooned with true malevolence.

'Awww, would ya look at that....the oh so fearsome Yandere is faltering....'

Yandere tried to growl, and squirmed relentlessly from side to side in a bid to try and get some kind of relief from Anti's evil goddamn fingers; Anti was far too skilled to allow for even a fraction of relief of course. As a result, those growls were diminishing and becoming something far sweeter and cuter.

'Shuhut the f-f-fuhuhuck UP!'

Yandere's giggles were soft and giddy, and had this trilling musical edge to them that just made Yandere all the sweeter and more adorable. They didn't stop either, because Anti's teasy, scratchy fingers didn't stop. Anti had only just started, and he was already filled with glee with what he had unlocked from the Iplier's darling psychopath so far.

'Naaaahhhh, teasing you is fun!'

Anti snickered as he allowed his fingers to scratch more haphazardly, alternating between Yan's sides as well as her bottommost ribs; this made her far more frantic, to Anti's delight.

'S-Stahahahappit stahappitstappitstahahappit!'

Internally, Yandere was cursing Antisepticeye's name and soul and form and fucking devil fingers! Nothing embarrassed her more than being made vulnerable and fucking soft, and she swore that she tried everything possible to evade such devastatingly humiliating scenarios. And yet, here she was, slowly being tickled out of her mind by a tyrannical tease out for revenge. If Yandere hadn't been on the receiving end, she would have been highly impressed by his tenacity; right now though, Anti had more than enough pride and satisfaction in himself to last him a good while.

'Y'know surprisingly, hearing you repeating the word doesn't make me wanna stop....'

He crooned unsympathetically, humming as he decided to see what poking and prodding Yandere's sides would do. He was happy with the squeaks and yelps he received. Yandere was NOT HAPPY WITH THOSE! Squeaks were so damn demeaning....despite Silver and Hosty always saying she sound so endearing and beautiful when she squeaked was COMPLETELY besides the point! That was them, she could accept it when they said it or caused it....but goddamn Anti? It was just too flustering and evil to handle. Especially since Yan thought her squeaks sounded like the squeaks of something metallic being polished.

'C-C'mohohohooon s-stohohOP POHOKING THEHEHERE!'

Yandere's giggles had gotten far louder, thus turning her words into giddy half-yells, which made Anti giggle at how she was trying oh so hard to sound pissed off. Anti hummed and relented for the moment, and upon hearing Yandere's soft gasp of relief....he smirked. Awww, how adorable....she thought she was getting a break.

'Oh I'm sorry, is here better?'

Yan's eyes widened as she let out a short and sudden yell, before descending into wild cackles as Anti unleashed his damned poking at the back of her knees. Her vulnerable, bare, and supremely ticklish backs of her knees. Sometimes I wonder why someone so ticklish there would willingly wear clothing that would keep it exposed all the time, I mean, exposing your ticklish spots on purpose?! What a notion....ahem, anyway.

'AAHH-NOHOHO IHIT IS NOHOT!'

Yandere's cackling was loud for sure....but it wasn't what Anti focused on. Oh no. What Anti focused on was the utter magnificence that were....Yandere's precious snorts.

'Oooohhh snorty spot snorty spot!'

Yandere's face went a fiery red at Anti's crooning, and just as she was about to spit out some wonderful and detailed expletive....Anti's pokes turned to scratches. As you can imagine with a tickle spot such as that, Yandere's planned insult had to be shortened in order to account for the increased amount of laughing, and wailing, that she ended up doing. Still, it was a classic comeback for those who are flustered....only....perhaps more eloquent.

'GOHOHO SUHUHUCK AHA MEHEMBER!!'

Needless to say, Anti's laughter joined Yan's as his eyes widened along with his mirth. His jaw somewhat dropped too because who the hell even used the term 'member' anymore unless you were creating a special club for your subscribers on YouTube? Hearing Anti laugh like that only served to embarrass Yandere even more, especially with what Anti ended up saying as he maintained his scratchy tickling.

'Woooowww, your Hosty would be so proud to hear such eloquence!'

Yandere was damn fast to cry out to that.

'SHUHUHUT IHIHIT!!!'

Anti relented with the tickling, not just to give Yan a small break but also just to give himself the chance to wipe the joyful tears of mirth from his eyes. This was just too good, this whole goddamn thing was a masterpiece.

'Fuhuck....ohoho Yahan you're killin' mehe....ohhh jeez....'

Anti's residual giggles and soft laughs made Yandere feel a multitude of things. First and foremost, embarrassment, although to be honest Yan couldn't remember the last time she HADN'T been embarrassed during this scenario. Second of all, she felt....happy. Hearing Anti just laughing like that and being so happy whilst tickling her just made her feel all warm and giddy inside; knowing that he was enjoying tickling her just gave her joy. Now, thirdly, Yandere was feeling rather nervous. After Anti had wiped away his tears, he'd started absently tapping his fingertips at the backs of Yandere's knees....and thighs. Thighs....equal oh dear. Big oh dear. The biggest oh dear. Yandere decided to try and stay quiet, for the sake of her own sanity.

'Do Hosty and Silver know how sensitive you are-?'

'Yes th-they know f-full well!'

Oh he just HAD TO ASK HER A QUESTION well fuck being silent then....yes, Yandere liked to yell things inside her own brain, hush. Meanwhile, Anti giggled. His eyes were glittering with truly dangerous mischief as he walked his fingertips from the backs of Yan's knees, to the backs of her thighs properly. When he felt the muscles tense at his touch, he knew he had hit gold. He mused arrogantly.

'Mmm, even so, I think I'll tell them about our tickly time together. I'm sure they'd love to know exactly what teases caused their bratty baby girl to crumble....'

Yandere.....whimpered. She was truly breaking down now. This was her kryptonite, she had NOTHING to fight back with. Begging was all she had.

'N-Nohoho....A-A-AhantipleheasenohoI'lldohoanything....'

Anti grinned. He knew that begging was all Yandere had....but it wasn't going to save her. Not from him. He chuckled at her trembling as his traces morphed into something much faster.

'I imagine they'd probably THANK me for taking you down a peg or two...'

Yandere was laughing in an instant, and crying out too since Anti had the goddamn audacity to mention her boyfriends and TEASE her with them no less! He was an ass. A poopy ass. A poopy pile of MOSS ASS!

'NOHOHOHO NOHOHO THEHEHEY WOHOULDN'T THEHEHEY WOHOHOULDN'T!!!'

Yandere shook her head frantically as her face screwed up amidst her truly insane mirth...and Anti just kept talking as he scratched and scratched like her thighs were the tummies of two adorable puppies.

'I bet Silver would be so sweet with his gratitude...''Oh Anti, I beg of you to tickle torture Yan more often! She's such a cheeky little darling and deserves the most evil tickle torture!'' Hehehe...'

Yan was absolutely shrieking with embarrassment, her body thrashing and her hands hitting the floor as intense bolts of ticklishness shot up and down her legs. This was not fair, this was just not fair, she couldn't believe she was going down like this! Alas, the fight in her was gone, and all she could do was struggle and wail with her desperation and flusteredness consuming her. Anti was smug-central.

'SIHIHIHLVY WOHOHOULD NEHEHEHEVEERR!!! OHOHO GOHOHOD THIHIHIS IHIHIS TOHOHORTUHUHURE OHOHO PLEHEHEASE!!!'

Anti giggled and mused, playfully giving Yan's thighs a little experimental squish.

'Ooooohhh I wonder how many pizzas Hosty would narrate into existence for me if I got you to scream-'

'AHHHHAHAHAHAMERCYNAHHAHAHAEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!'

....let's just say that Anti was taken aback by that particularly insane reaction. It was a scream...to put it mildly. Anti decided that now was probably the right time to engage in mercy for the long term, and carefully slid himself off Yandere whilst leaning down to peek at her, trying to see if she was okay. He was nervous, granted, but relaxed when Yan turned her head to him with a flustered smile and a half-growl.

'Hohow....d-d-dahare you....uhuse m-m-my lohoves against mehe....fihiend....'

Yan panted and giggled residually, and narrowed her eyes at Anti when he giggled and winked at her playfully.

'It's your fault for all being cutesy saps and in luuurrrve!'

Yandere pouted softly, before sitting up and running her hands through her red hair with a few gasps and mini shudders....but soon grinned when she caught sight of the hand that Anti was offering to help her up. She accepted it, and purred softly as she dusted down and straightened her mini-skirt.

'Well when you find your love, I'll come for my revenge.'

Anti rolled his eyes and shook his head, and ended up sticking his tongue out at Yandere as they collected their blade and started sauntering away from him.

'Whateeeever! Whoever it is will probably help me take ya down before you can get CLOSE!'

Yandere let out a soft, echoing laugh before she vacated the training room, and Anti snickered at her lasting words. The glitch spent a little bit of time playfully kicking about and doing keepie-uppies with one of the mannequin heads, before leaving the room with his smug heart set on a nap. However, as he left the room, he didn't walk into a corridor...but into someone's chest. Anti looked up....and his eyes widened......

To Be Continued.

HOOOOPE YA GUYS LIKE THIS PLEASE DON'T KILL ME FOR THE CLIFFHANGER, IF YA DOOOO LIKE THE FIC LEMME KNOW AAAAND YE! LUV YOUS XX

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text messages as a para || kurtbastian

Who: @northsidesmythe && @gleedalekurt

What: Text messages between Sebastian and Kurt cause Kurt is a little desperate for help.

Mentions: @hartdalemd & @marleyrosens & @ghoulishboyhummel

When: 17th May 2019

Notes: Did on discord as Mary’s Tumblr did not want to play ball last night

KURT: I might regret this but..  KURT: Are you sure you don't know of any jobs in this town and nothing about a gardener or a pops server.

SEB: I love the fact that our conversation gets to start with those words. SEB: Damn. You took all the possibilities off my hands, Hummel. SEB: Jk. I might know of something, but I don't think you're going to like it.

KURT: Well with you, I have to be careful. KURT: But you were my best choice for this. KURT: You really know of something? KURT: Why won't I like it?

SEB: Damn right you should ;) SEB: Don't you mean the next best thing? SEB: I do. SEB: Because in the end, it means you would be working for me. With me, but for me.

KURT: I've heard what you and my brother did KURT: No I mean you were my best chance at getting a reply KURT: What do you mean? KURT: With you but for you?

SEB: Babe, you haven't heard HALF OF IT ;) SEB: I don't know if that should make me feel flattered, or make feel sorry about you. SEB: I've been thinking about getting an assistant.

KURT: I don't want to hear the other half, thank you. KURT: Don't feel anything... Can't say the town is desperate to talk to the man defending his 'murderer' father KURT: Assistant? KURT: You'd have me as an assistant?

SEB: Shame. You could learn something. SEB: You seem to forget I have a father like that too. SEB: Yes. I've been handling business myself since my father left town. And as perfect as I am, there are things that sometimes tend to slip through my fingers.

KURT: I'll continue to take lessons from my boyfriend KURT: Yeah sorry... KURT: I guess cause dad is accused of like 30 murders I just.... KURT: It was insensitive. KURT: Erm, but like me? KURT: I thought you couldn't stand me.

SEB: Yes, you were. SEB: if your father had hurt Aaron you wouldn't be talking about this so lightly. SEB: Moving on. SEB: Uh, I don't? But that doesn't mean that I don't  think you could be of help. Plus, you need the money, correct? SEB: It'd be a win-win for both of us.

KURT: My father wouldn’t hurt Aaron and whoever did this actually hurt people I knew. KURT: Such a charmer KURT: Well yeah, I’m pretty short on cash right now... does it pay well?

SEB: I didn't think my father would kill my sister either, yet here we are. SEB: I know I am, thank you. SEB: I'd say that's depnding on how well you do on the job, but I can asure you minimal pay and benefits to start.

KURT: Well, I am sure my father didn't do this. KURT: Am I seriously considering this... KURT: Would you like, not tell any one?

SEB: Lucky you. SEB: I don't think you could do better, at least not for now. SEB: Jesus. What is it with people wanting me to keep their secrets? I must be doing something good. SEB: You have my word.

KURT: Yeah I'm so freaking lucky KURT: No you are right I can't do better right now KURT: Fine. I'll do it KURT: When do I start?

SEB:  Wise choice. SEB: How about tomorrow morning? Around 8-ish?

KURT: Just... Don't make me regret it.... please KURT: Tomorrow morning is fine? KURT: Do I attend an office or do I just come to your house?

SEB: I'm really not that bad of a person, Kurt. Sorry to disappoint you. [DELETED] SEB: It's all up to you, Hummel. SEB: It's fine. SEB: Come to the factory. I'll let you in all the details.

KURT: I already said yes didn't I. KURT: Please just keep this between us until I can tell Aaron and Ale KURT: I'll be there bright and early, boss.

SEB: I already said I wouldn't tell, didn't I? SEB: See? You're already getting it.

KURT: Yeah you did. Thank you. KURT: Do you honestly think I'm going to call you boss... KURT: I'll stick with Sebastian

SEB: You said it first.

KURT: First and last time... KURT: Thank you though. KURT: I'll need to keep busy when I move back to Aaron's.

SEB: You two already kissed and made up?

KURT: No, I'm still staying with Ale. KURT: I've got to go back at some point

SEB: Good point. SEB: It's not really good to leave him alone while he's recovering. [DELETED]

KURT: I can't go back till I know he's sober KURT: If he locks me in that room again..... KURT: I just can't.

SEB: I'm sure he wouldn't do that again.

KURT: I hope not KURT: It's not like he's alone. KURT: He's got Marley there

SEB: Really? They moved in together already? Building the love nest and all that?

KURT: No thank god. KURT: I think she is looking after him while I won't. KURT: She does go there a lot

SEB: Makes sense. They're close, and all that jazz. SEB: What'd you mean "no, thank god"? You don't like her?

KURT: Yeah they are. KURT: I'm not her number 1 fan. KURT: And I can't quite out my finger on why...

SEB: Well, what'd you know? At last we have something in common, Hummel.

KURT: You don't like her?

SEB: Most definitely not. She's always had it for me and she pretends for me to simply sit and take it. As if. SEB: And I don't buy her whole sweeter than honey act.

KURT: She likes some people and not others. KURT: She seems like she could be someone I'd like KURT: If I end up forced into it

SEB: I can tell that much. SEB: That should be fun and painful to watch.

KURT: You won't get to watch KURT: You are after all my boss now KURT: Can't say I'll be rushing to invite you for Sunday Lunch

SEB: I'll just have to open my laptop and there I will see you, getting all wet over her oh so cute and sweet smile. SEB: Sunday Lunch? Is that a real thing?

KURT: Getting wet? KURT: 100% gay KURT: She does not do anything for me. KURT: Yeah sure it is... A roast dinner. Used to cook it for dad all the time

SEB: It was just a metaphor, jeez. SEB: You're worse than she is. SEB: Ah. That's nice.

KURT: Worse? Gee thanks. KURT: Now you definitely don't get invited.

SEB: Now how would I ever be able to survive?

KURT: Trust me, if you ever tried my cooking... You'd be asking that as a serious question.

SEB: Aaron told me about your cooking. Said he didn't wish to bother you much, but that he loves it.

KURT: He had better have said that! KURT: I'm a really good cook

SEB: He did. SEB: I can cook too, you know.

KURT: He's a good guy KURT: You can? That surprises me KURT: Bet it's not as good as mine

SEB: He is. SEB: Why? I'm French. Who else could cook if not me? SEB: We shall see about that.

KURT: I am not booking you meetings with him... KURT: I don't know, I imagined you had a chef growing up. KURT: Will we now?

SEB: Excuse me? SEB: I did. But I also had my grand mère with me, and she taught me how to cook. SEB: Absolutely.

KURT: I'm not booking you appointments to see Aaron. KURT: See if I had a chef, I'd never have cooked. Once mum died in was pretty much the chef of the house. KURT: Don't cry when I'm crowned best cook

SEB: Why in the fuck I would need an appointment from you to see him? SEB: You had to. What else could you do? SEB: i'll do my best to refrain myself.

KURT: As your personal assistant I assumed I'd be helping with your schedule KURT: I didn't have any other choices. KURT: Im sure you will.

SEB: I see. Look at you being so diligent. Don't worry. Me seeing your brother wouldn't happen during work hours SEB: It happens. No need to get mushy about it.

KURT: Please... Spare me the sordid details. KURT: I'm not mushy...

SEB: Glad to. SEB: You know you are. SEB: You know why those anons pick on you like they do? Because they know they get to you. You, who's always being overdramatic over everything. They know, and they grab on that.

KURT: Excuse you I was doing fine until they were being extremely mean about me to Ale. KURT: That was when it hurt. KURT: I've not been dramatic recently KURT: Considering my dad is in jail, I could be worse

SEB: Oh please, you know you are. SEB: But either way, it's your problem.

KURT: Gee, I already regret our arrangement

SEB: Au contraire. You will love it.

KURT: I wouldn't use the word love like that.

SEB: Why not?

KURT: I'll be working for you.... KURT: Can't imagine this is going to be a walk in the park

SEB: So? Are you scared you're going to fall for me, Hummel? SEB: On that agree. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

KURT: Fall for you? Please... Have you seen my boyfriend.... KURT: They do and trust me if I wasn't desperate, i'd not have asked

SEB: OF COURSE I HAVE. SEB: Still, it could happen. SEB: Then you know exactly how I feel.

KURT: So then you'll know how lucky I got, right? KURT: Wouldn't give him up for anyone. KURT: We seem to be in the same boat

SEB: Luck is all you have, Hummel. SEB: Please refeain yourself from bursting into a pop song.

KURT: I have so much more then luck Smythe. KURT: I'm sure I will, wouldn't want to show you up with my voice as well as my cooking

SEB: As my employee you will learn the value of silence, Hummel.

KURT: Will I now

SEB: Just wait for it.

KURT: Why are you trying to sound threatening

SEB: This isn't me sounding threatening. Trust me

KURT: Are you seriously going to be the boss from hell?

SEB: Let's call it a trail period. See if you have what it takes.

KURT: Oh come on... It can't be that hard.

SEB: Let's hope it's not. SEB: See you tomorrow.

KURT: Sure thing