#Jacksepticeye x Reader

[fangirlmermaid]

I'll Protect You

Summary: Sean plays BloodWash but as the game gets more intense the more he starts to imagine if this happened to his pregnant wife. 

Listen there might be grammar errors but deal with it, thanks!

First, it started all lighthearted and fun Sean knew what the game was about, he knew Sara was pregnant. He knew that it was just a game, that the womb ripper wasn’t real, and that he was just overreacting but the back of his mind reminds him that there are some sick people out there. Sean knew that he was nothing like Liam, Sean always helps around the house even before (Y/N) was pregnant. Sean tried to keep his racing mind under wraps because he felt like it was a silly thing to worry about and didn’t want his viewers to know.           

Sean met (Y/N) back in 2015 through Mark who was a mutual friend, you knew Mark because you also are a YouTuber and your channel is popular which is called (What the fuck you want). You and Sean developed feelings after months of talking and you asked Sean out on a date. Of course, you guys kept it secret from your viewers till your first anniversary some of your viewers were happy but others were skeptical and were saying some rude things about the relationship or about you but you didn’t care they were cowards who were hiding behind a screen when they are saying dumb shit and they were most likely jealous of you since you were dating Sean and they weren’t. After five years of dating Sean asked you to marry him of course you said yes. After a year of being married, you guys were ready for the next step which is to have a baby. 

As Sara walks through the old laundromat place Sean kept imagining if this was (Y/N) who is eight months pregnant waddling helplessly as the womb ripper was trying to kill you and rip out their unborn daughter. Sean already made a vow to be the best husband and the best father he could be but after playing this game he’s made another vow to protect you and his child from harm even if it’s a shitty YouTube comment, and he even promised to make sure the laundry machines in the house are working but if they’re not them he’ll buy you new clothes so you’ll never have to go to a laundromat. 

Sean cheered when he shot the womb ripper and they died, Sean felt so relieved that the womb ripper was dead. Sean turned his attention back to the camera that focused on his face “The whole time I was imagining if (Y/N) was going through this” Sean finally admitted, he glanced back at the computer screen “Which is a terrifying situation in general, (Y/N) if you’re watching this I love you and I love our daughter but we are never going to a  laundromat!” Sean admitted twisting his wedding ring to soothe his anxiety, then he realized that there was an end credit to the game. 

After Sean finished filming he went to search the house for you because Bloodwash really fucked with his mind. Finally, Sean has found you sitting on the bed watching (Your favorite movie), Sean’s heart is filled with joy he loves you with all his heart and he will never let you forget it. He enters the bedroom “Hi sweetie!” Sean smiled as he walked towards the end of the bed “Hi my love” You smiled gazing at him, your eyes filled with so much love. Sean lays on his stomach in between (Y/N) legs, he lifted your shirt exposing your big round bump “Hi sweetheart it’s your dad” Sean smiled, and you felt your daughter spin which is something she always does when Sean talks to her, your daughter wasn’t even born yet but she already has Sean wrapped around her little fingers. Sean pressed a kiss next to (Y/N)’s belly button “I promise that I will do everything in my power to protect you and your mother! No womb ripper will stand a chance, I’ve been playing a lot of Halo so my aim is on point!” Sean assured his daughter, the baby punched your side making you groan in pain “I know but calm down little one!” Sean chuckled before placing another kiss on your stomach. 

You let out a yawn “Uh oh Mom’s tired” Sean whispered to the baby, you grabbed your chest “You would be too if you had a baby who likes to kick you at the crack ass of dawn every single night!” you whined, Sean gazed at you, he frowned at the bags that laid under your eyes. An idea came to Sean sure it was a crappy one but it was better than nothing “Alright listen! No child of mine will be keeping up my wife who is also your mother! She deserves to get some rest because she is working hard on keeping you alive and healthy, she even lets you use her body as a home which is so kind of her to do so please be kind and let her get some sleep!” Sean explained giving your daughter one final kiss before covering your baby bump with your shirt. 

You felt tears form in your eyes, this pregnancy has been horrible for you because you are always been in pain, your daughter likes to practice her karate moves on you, you have body insecurities, and little to no sleep but moments like these are worth the pain.  

Sean sat down next to you “I love you so much” you reminded him as tears ran down your cheek Sean cupped your cheeks he used his thumb to wipe your tears “I love you more!” Sean smiled pulling you into a long sweet kiss. You pouted when he pulled away “Let’s get some sleep” Sean mumbled you nodded your head, and Sean placed a kiss on your forehead.

Once the lights were turned off you could barely keep your eyes open you laid down with your back pressed against Sean’s chest, and the Irish man placed a kiss on the back of your shoulder. Your eyelids dropped “Goodnight (Y/N)” Sean mumbled behind your neck sending a shiver down your spine, “Night Sean” you mumbled, you felt Sean placing his hand on your stomach sending out a warning to any potential womb rippers to not mess with the McLoughlin family. 

Sean’s stern talking worked because you also got a good night’s rest.         

[nox140497]

Hey I was wondering if I could request jacksepticeye with a gn ADHD reader who

Self medicates using weed?

If not that then maybe him and reader gaming (on or off YouTube)

Idk I just want some fluff lol

Thank you for the request!

I'm so sorry this took so long life's been a bit hectic lately.

Also I'm not sure if this is what you were thinking and if its not I'm sorry

I hope you like

ADHD

Request: yes

Prompt: no

Prompt number: none

Summery: How Sean and his partner who has ADHD and smoking weed.

Pairings: Sean McLoughlin x gn reader

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Sean sat across from Y/N at the tiny kitchen table of their equally tiny apartment, watching as Y/N's fingers danced restlessly on the Formica surface. The late afternoon light cast a warm, golden glow over their mismatched mugs, one a gift from an old high school friend, the other a souvenir from a long-forgotten vacation. The apartment itself was a testament to their mismatched lives; a jumble of bright colors and eclectic knickknacks that somehow managed to mesh into a cozy, lived-in space.

It was a Tuesday, and Sean had taken the day off from work to spend some quality time with Y/N. He knew that Y/N had been feeling a bit down lately, struggling with the constant restlessness and distraction that came with their ADHD. But lately, it seemed like something else was bothering Y/N as well. Something Sean couldn't quite put his finger on.

He glanced at the half-empty pack of cigarettes on the counter, knowing that Y/N had been smoking more than usual. Not that Sean minded; he'd long ago grown accustomed to the smell of tobacco in their clothes and hair. In fact, sometimes it even reminded him of their first date, when they'd shared a cigarette outside the dingy bar where they'd met. But something about the way Y/N was holding the pack now, the way they seemed to be avoiding his gaze, made him uneasy.

"You know," Sean began tentatively, trying to broach the subject without sounding accusatory, "I've been noticing that you've been smoking more lately." He paused, waiting for a reaction.

Y/N's fingers stilled for a moment before resuming their restless dance. "Yeah," they mumbled, not making eye contact. "I guess I have." There was a long silence as they both sipped their tea. Sean could feel the tension building in the air, like a storm gathering on the horizon.

"Look," Sean said finally, setting his mug down with a quiet clink, "I just want you to know that I'm here for you, you know? Whatever's going on, we can talk about it." Y/N glanced up at him then, their eyes meeting for the first time in minutes. There was a vulnerability there that Sean hadn't seen in a long time, and it broke something loose inside him.

"It's just...," Y/N began, hesitating before continuing, "I feel like I can't focus without it. Like I'm always going a million miles an hour, and smoking slows me down just enough to keep from crashing." Sean reached across the table, taking Y/N's hand in his own, feeling the warmth and the tremors of emotion beneath the skin.

"I get that," he said gently. "But we can find other ways to help with that, you know? We don't have to rely on smoking." The words hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken meaning and the weight of their shared history. For a moment, they sat there, holding hands, the only sound the soft ticking of the clock on the wall.

As the sun dipped below the horizon outside their tiny window, Sean knew that they had a long road ahead of them. But for now, he was content to sit with Y/N in this small, intimate space, feeling the connection between them grow stronger with every passing moment.

"Hey," he said, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "why don't we try going for a walk after dinner? Maybe get some fresh air, talk about some of these feelings you've been having?" Y/N smiled back at him, the first genuine smile Sean had seen in days. "That sounds nice," they said, squeezing his hand.

Together, they finished their tea and gathered up their trash, throwing it away in the small, creaky garbage can by the kitchen sink. As they walked into the living room to turn on the TV, Sean couldn't help but feel a sense of hope and optimism growing inside him. Perhaps, together, they could find a way to navigate this new chapter in their lives, and come out stronger on the other side.

He glanced over at Y/N, who was already fidgeting with the remote control, their fingers moving in a dance that was both familiar and comfort

[g0dwat3rwritings]

Hello, my dear!

My name is Touya, Michikatsu, or any name you're comfortable calling me!

This is my writing blog

My main is: @g0dwat3r

My pronouns are She/They

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DNI:

If you support incest, such as shipping Aym x Baal, Any of the Demon Brothers x Another Demon Brother, etc

If you support r4p3

If you support M@Ps/P3d0philia

Because I'm sure people will ask, proshippers are allowed on my blog. As long as you keep it in fiction, that's fine by me.

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Fandoms I write For:

Key: Italics - I'll write for it, no questions asked! Bold and Italics - I love these fandoms, and I love to write for them! Please send asks about them!!!

Cult of the Lamb

Black Clover

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

The Originals/The Vampire Diaries (Not Legacies, sorry!)

Sanders Sides

Undertale

Deltarune

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba

My Hero Academia

Harry Potter

Markiplier (& Egos)

Jacksepticeye (& Egos)

Five Nights at Freddy's (Games & Movie)

Slashers

ACOTAR (A Court of Thorns and Roses) series

Assassination Classroom

Billie Bust Up

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Twilight

The Amazing Digital Circus

Disney's Twisted Wonderland

Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All (This also includes Nightbringer!)

Sk8 the Infinity

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Do:

Character x Reader (Romantic or Platonic)

Character x Child!Reader (Platonic)

Angst/No Comfort

Angst/Comfort

Fluff

Slightly Suggestive

Don't:

P3d0philia

Incest

Smut

R4p3

Character x Character

Character x OC

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Go ahead and send in asks! I'm always happy to write whatever you have in mind!

But please don't just say: _________ x reader angst/fluff

Please give me a little bit of an idea of what you want!

Thank you!

[bts-spnlvr12]

In The Middle of the Night

Pairing: Jacksepticeye x Reader

Prompt: A/B/O/OmegaVerse; sudden heat

Summary: You woke up in the most extreme pain in your life, what could be going on, could there be something done about it? The answer is yes, but who, where, when, and why?

Warnings: Language, pain, smut, tears, vomiting, A/B/O, OmegaVerse...(I think that’s it??)

You were tossing and turning in your sleep, but on your last turn, you woke up in the most excruciating pain of your life, causing you to curl up into a tight ball and whimper, leading into tears...

You sat up slowly clenching your stomach, trying to breathe to keep from going into a panic attack, when you suddenly had a rush of nausea overtake you, forcing you to rush to the bathroom in the bedroom and throwing up into the toilet...

Tears were still streaming down your face as your vomiting slowed down a bit, you suddenly felt someone rubbing your back, you turn your head and saw your mate of 7 years, Sean McLoughlin, he holds your hair back as you head a second spout of nausea hit...

“I got you babe, just breathe through this...” He kisses the back of your head softly, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to keep you calm...

You finally leaned back, Sean grabs you a glass of water and your toothbrush and toothpaste, doing what you need to do before leaning back into him and flushing the toilet, he wipes your tears, “What’s going on Y/n? I heard you getting sick so I came to check on you...”

“R-r-really b-bad pain, Sean, it’s almost like my first heat I experienced when I was 18, but this is much worse...” He then places his hand above your core, over your clothes, which caused you to moan softly, and also feel relieved, knowing that he had the power of relieving any pain you experience...

He gently picks you up bridal style, and carries you back to bed, then holds you close, putting his hand in the same spot, causing you to lean your head back on his shoulder, “Fuck, it hurts so bad but it feels so good at the same time!” You try to move up to grind against his hand, but he gently grabs you by the throat...

He knows you love him softly choking you, plus he knows he has some form of control over you in moments like these, “S-Sean, please, I need some f-form of pleasure!” You beg him to let you get some relief, you knew that his rut was going to start soon, that cycle always happen when the omega goes into heat, the alpha’s rut starts almost immediately...

Sean always tried to keep control as much as possible, but his rut was setting on faster than it normally does, your scent is much stronger than it is from other heats, “I promise you will get some form of pleasure and pleasure, patience Omega...” You groan softly and whimper from the discomfort from lower abdomen...

When suddenly Sean pushes you onto your back, you gasp loudly, “Get ready Omega, you’re about to get some relief...” He growls as he tears off his clothes along with yours, then lines himself up with your core, then pushes in, causing you to scream a bit from him pushing in suddenly, he then fucks you mercilessly on the bed, after some point he asks for you to get on your hands and knees and continues his motions...

“F-Fuck! A-Alpha~!” This caused his knot to swell, you keep screaming and moaning his name so loudly you’re pretty sure the neighbors could hear, when suddenly he thrusts his knot in and stays put, knowing he’d be there for a couple hours until he was ready to go again...

In the meantime he laid you both down on your sides, he rubs your back, sides, plays with your hair, and whispering sweet nothings...

~This goes on for a another couple of days, skip to another day...~

You were covered in sweat from the previous session, with Sean taking breaks and cleaning you both up, and caring for you both in between, you knew you were almost done with this cycle, it took a couple of hours for the what seemed to be the final session, but this one seemed less intense, you wake up Sean from his resting period, and he positioned himself above you and gently thrusted himself into you, “One last time this cycle, this time I won’t be so rough, just passionate all the way...”

You nod as he started his pacing and burying his face in the crook of your neck, with his hand holding your head gently against his chest, he speeds up just a little bit as your heads meet, forehead to forehead, he kisses you so passionately and deeply, “C-Cum with me...”

You nod, he starts saying ‘I love yous’ as you both reach your climaxes together, he moves down and marks you again in the spot he first marked you, you squeal, but then immediately relax as you felt him licking that spot, he then comes up and kisses you so sweetly non-stop, and he cuddled you closely and kept peppering kisses all over your body, as the swelling went down and you both went to shower, he had to help you stand due to your legs being so weak...

Once you both were cleaned up and dressed in some new PJs, he laid you back down with you, then took a selfie of your both then updated his fans with said picture of him kissing your cheek, then you both went to bed extremely exhausted after an almost week full of pain, pleasure and ultimate relief...

[inhibitionfreewriting]

hi

my name is bunny and i daydream about a specific group of content creators and rather than make accts for all of them, im just gonna slap down the random shit that comes out of my head here.

i write infrequently and sporadically but i love to talk so...

hellooooooooooooo

[mythicmanuscripts]

Hi! 🫶🏻 It's me again! A have another ask, if you are not tired of me already 😂

How would Jace deal with his sensitive, pretty cock being sucked for the first time? And what are his thoughts on the act itself? I imagine he would think it is too degrading for his lady wife, love of his life, future queen of the seven kingdoms to perform such an act? Maybe she can prove him wrong?

ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT QUESTION!! I am so glad to see how we all are obsessed with sensitive!Jace and how he absolutely adores his pretty wife.

NSFW sub!Jace below the cut!!

Okay I'm gonna go sort of off topic for a second before getting to the point of the ask because I think we must establish this. I thought of it and it is demanding to be freed. So firstly, I think I love the concept of inexperienced!Jace as much as I love sensitive!Jace and I think they go hand in hand? Cause obviously we know he's very very sensitive and gets super overwhelmed and obviously is a virgin when you marry him.

But it's more than just that. He's just... so noble and so proper? A real gentlemen. He's never touched another before you, but he's also very much all about duty and would never be caught dead doing anything anyone could consider to be debauchery.

As a result of both of these things, he gets flustered SO easily. And I don't just mean he blushes. He blushes bright red from his cheeks to his ears and he stumbles over his words and has absolutely no idea what to do with himself. Even the smallest things can turn him utterly useless.

Of course you notice thing long before the wedding, and of course you can't just ignore it. You see how blushy he gets when your hand brushes is, and so you just have to push it a little to see how flustered he can really get. Poor Jace is in heaven and hell when you do this, because it feels so good but it's so improper. He's supposed to wait until marriage! He's not even supposed to touch you before that and now you're kissing his cheek!!

He keeps on saying that he doesn't want to ruin your reputation. He knows you're supposed to be a virgin and he would never do anything that could have people doubting your purity before marriage (this is irrelevant of whether you're actually a virgin or not, that doesn't matter, it's all about what people think).

He's never jerked off so much in his life. Usually he avoids masturbation as much as he can because he gets far too sensitive afterwards and the comedown when the adrenaline drops leaves him feeling terrible. He can't keep that up now though, because you're driving him insane every day and for the first time he's getting hard ons that just won't go away no matter how much he tries to ignore them and so he has to deal with it. He does what he has to so that he hopefully won't lose control around you.

But damn being a gentleman like that gets more and more impossible with each passing day. He eventually tries to avoid you before the wedding but that only makes things worse because inevitably he'll get so desperate that he ends up outside of your door begging for something, anything.

This is the first time you offer to suck his dick. You'd ask if you could fuck him right then and there but considering how flustered and nervous he is you think he genuinely might run away if you ask that, so you settle for wanting to give him head. He's so cute and desperate and flustered and you just have to know what he sounds like when he cums.

But when you ask, he says no. You respect that of course, but you also ask why not because he's very clearly rock hard in his breeches and even bucking his hips up every now and then. He tells you that he could never ask you to do such a thing, and so you end up just kissing a bit until Jace is like 2 seconds away from cumming in his breeches which is when he runs off back to his own room.

You think that once you're married he'll want that, but then you are married and he doesn't? You can't figure out why. He lets you fuck him and give him handjobs and begs so prettily for you to couch him but for some reason he won't let you suck his cock.

Eventually he admits he thinks it's far too degrading. Jace sees you as an angel from heaven and he would never ever ask you to do the job of a whore. You respect this of course, but you're also confused and a little disappointed because you would love to see him lose his little mind when you wrap your lips around his cock.

I think maybe the way you show him hat the act isn't below you when you're doing it to your husband is to ask Jace to eat you out? Okay here me out, here's how it happens:

It's in the first week of your marriage and Jace cums too soon. Which is expected at this point and you honestly don't even mind because the way he cries and whines and moans your name is positively sinful and you always want to see it. You can get yourself off if you need to, but first you want to enjoy watching him.

Afterwards, he collapses against you and says he's sorry because he knows he wasnt good that time. Before you can reassure him, he carries on and asks what he can do to help. You consider telling him to just relax and enjoy the show, but you end up not saying that because you love experimenting with Jace and seeing what he likes.

So you tell him that he can eat you out if he'd like. It takes a few tries to be able to explain what you mean, and immediately he's down for it. He is down for anything that would make you feel good. From the moment he tastes you he's utterly obsessed. It honestly feels even better than sex to be between your thighs and hear you call out his name.

Once you're both recovered and laying in bed that night, you bring up how he gave you head. At first the darling thinks he did something wrong and it takes three kisses before he relaxes and just listens to what you have to say.

You ask him if he thought that eating you out was beneath him and unbecoming to a prince and heir to the thrown. Immediately he's scrambling to express how much he loved it and how it is not beneath him even slightly.

When you hear this, you smirk and tell him how you feel the same about giving him head. It's not beneath you. He is your husband.

He considers this and a few days later he says he wants to try. And holy fuck nothing could have prepared you for the way he whimpers your name. He loves every second of it, and of course he cums so so hard that all he can do afterwards it curl up in your chest and mumble his thanks over and over again.

He can never last long when you're blowing him, but he loves every single second and the moment he's recovered he's immediately moving down to between your thighs to return the favour.

[nox140497]

Seán McLoughlin

Unexpected Shower Buddies

ADHD

[bts-spnlvr12]

Rescue

Pairing: Sean x F!Reader

Prompt: I will rescue you; Rescue by Lauren Daigle (Comfort fic)

Summary: After Sean has had a rough day, you want to let him know that you’re always there for him, what other way than just cuddles and kisses and reassurance can help him feel better than singing to comfort him?

Warnings: Angst (fluffy-smutty ending!) Smut, language (not shocking), mentions of tears (I think that’s it)

You we’re chilling in the living, all alone, reading a book. Why were you alone you ask? Well, let’s figure that out...

Sean walked down to the living room, looking so stress out, maybe feeling a bit anxious about something, “Jackie? Are you okay?”

Sean seemed to be zoned out for a bit while fixing a cup of coffee, “Huh? What did you say?” He also looked extremely tired from your position, “I asked if you’re okay, you seem to be stressed?” You ask again as you walk over to him, rubbing his shoulder softly...

He nodded, despite you knowing he really wasn’t but just agreed with him anyway to not push the situation further, “Okay babe, just go relax, I love you...” You kiss his bearded chin and let him go upstairs and back into his recording room...

You cared for him a lot, it killed you knowing he mentally struggles sometimes, you can always tell just by what he’s doing currently, being a bit silent, zoning out for bits at a time, he stresses out about his YouTube career at times, which made you think of what you can do to help...

You always help him by talking with him about his struggles, along with cuddles, kisses, reassurance and everything else you could think off of the top of your head at the moment, when you come up with something you never done before with him...

You pull up Spotify and listen and pull up the lyrics to one of your favorite songs, Rescue by Lauren Daigle, singing silently to practice the song, whenever you get finished you head upstairs with your phone and stand in front of his recording room and start playing the song, then start to sing...

You are not hidden There's never been a moment You were forgotten You are not hopeless Though you have been broken Your innocence stolen

I hear you whisper underneath your breath I hear your SOS, your SOS

You hear the clicking of the mouse stop, you open the door slowly, seeing your boyfriend with his eyes close, listening to you sing...

I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It's true, I will rescue you

There is no distance That cannot be covered Over and over You're not defenseless I'll be your shelter I'll be your armor

You move closer to him, grabbing his hands and pulling him to sit on the edge of his chair, he lays his ear over your heart, another thing that helps whenever he’s upset or struggling...

I hear you whisper underneath your breath I hear your SOS, your SOS

I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It's true, I will rescue you I will never stop marching to reach you In the middle of the hardest fight It's true, I will rescue you

I hear the whisper underneath your breath I hear you whisper, you have nothing left

You lifted his head gently to see tears streaming down his cheeks, you wipe them away with your thumbs, then lay your forehead against his, singing to him softly, with tears starting to fall down your face in the middle of the chorus...

I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It's true, I will rescue you I will never stop marching to reach you In the middle of the hardest fight It's true, I will rescue you

Oh, I will rescue you

He looks into your eyes, eyes red from the tears that fell, you also see the love and devotion he shows you everyday when you’re together, but you also see something that rarely appears in his eyes, a look that if he could get his hands on you, he would take you right now if he could...

You lean down and place a kiss on his lips, “I’m always here to rescue you Sean, like right now, you look exhausted babe, I can tell you’re struggling...”

“You’re not wrong Y/n, today was a bit rough, stressful, just...having one of those days again I guess...” More tears stream down his cheeks, you wipe them away as they fall, “I just need you Y/N/N, in a lot of ways...”

“Let’s go to the bedroom, I can just cuddle you all night, and if you wanna do anything else, we can do so. I want to make sure you’re okay babe..” You suggest to him, he nods and follows you to the bedroom...

You both collapse onto the bed, you lay his head across your chest, specifically over your heart, which after sometime his tears stop flowing, but you still hear him sniffling every so often...

After some time, he looks up and into your eyes, you smile softly at one another then lean in for a soft kiss, which turned into a full on make-out session, which went on for a good 5 minutes straight...

He moves up to where he’s a bit further up but still kissing you passionately, he slides his hand up under your shirt, running the tips of his fingers softly over your skin softly, causing you to moan softly and throw your head back against the pillows...

He signals for you to raise your arms, you do so so he can take your shirt off, he takes off his shirt once yours is off, going straight back in for your swollen lips from earlier, he then signals for you to raise your hips...

You lift yours hips long enough so he can pull your panties and shorts off in a flash, he then pulls his boxers and sweatpants off, then stops and admires what he sees in front of him, looking you from top to bottom...

He first starts with your face, your (E/C) hooded eyes, your cute nose, then red swollen lips from all the heavy kissing. He then looks at your torso, your collarbones; one of the many places he leaves marks on your body, he then looks at your breasts, he leaves marks there every so often to let you know you’re his. He looks at yours stomach and your sides, his favorite spots to lightly brush over and to tickle whenever you two get in a tickle fight...

Then his eyes move down, during this time you scanned over his body, biting your lower lip, god was he sexy, you slowly run your hand down his torso, he gently grabs your wrist and kisses your palm, then lean back over you, coming out of his trance...

He pinned both of your hands over your head, kissing you harshly as he lines himself up then stroking himself, “Ready love?” You nod, he then slides deep into you, causing you both to moan, you lift your legs and cross them over his hips, “Fuckkk...” You softly moan, causing him to smirk, then start thrusting into you...

He wasn’t going hard and rough, he was making passionate and gentle love to you, you could tell he wanted to be more rough with you, but he wanted to make you feel good, which was always his priority during these times, thinking this; you lifted his head gently, “Be rough, I know you want to, it’s okay..”

“You sure? I don’t want to...you know..” He’s worried that you might think he taking all of his stress and emotions out on you...

You knew what he was thinking, you leaned in towards him, and kiss him deeply, “I know, and I won’t think that way, I know you want this, fuck me...hard and don’t stop...” He nods then started pounding into you...

You moan loudly at the sudden change of pace, raking your nails down his back, he kisses you and he whispers and groans ‘I love yous’ between the two of you, this goes on for a while, until his movements start to stutter...

“You close Sean?” You look into his bright blue eyes, “Y-yeah, you?” You nodded, and sat up and wrapped your arm around his neck, placing your forehead against his, “Come on baby...”

He speeds up on his last couple of thrusts and cums deep inside, you buck your hips, you spilling all over him, he pulls out then goes to grab a warm wash cloth and clean you both up...

He climbs back into bed, and pulls you close, you kiss him all over his collarbones, neck, and face, causing him to giggle a bit, “I love you Y/n, I really do, I hope you never forget that.”

“I love you too Sean, I do too, I hope you never forget either, cause if you do I’ll slap you silly.” You say the last part jokingly, causing you both to giggle, you kiss one more time then doze off in each others arms into dreamland...

~The Ends...~

[eyneyke]

A Calm To My Storm

Pairing: Max Verstappen x PewDiePie!sibling Summary: What if Felix had a genius brother who works as a RedBull's engineer and is also secretly dating Max Masterlist

A brother?!

The livestream was going well—at least, it had started out that way. Felix, aka PewDiePie, was doing a joint stream with Jacksepticeye, playing some ridiculous co-op game. But his computer, stubborn as ever, kept crashing mid-game. After several frustrated sighs, Felix turned to his chat, explaining that he was going to call someone to fix it.

"Ugh, sorry guys, I have no idea what’s going on," Felix muttered, scratching the back of his head. "I think my PC’s dying. Lemme call my brother, see if he can come over and help. He’s good with this stuff."

Jack, ever the jokester, feigning surprise knowing that nobody knew Felix had a brother, chimed in. “Wait, did you just say brother? You have a brother? I thought you had a sister!”

“Yeah, I do, Fenny - who everyone knows already,” Felix said casually, as if it wasn’t news to millions of fans. “and Sam. He’s a mechanical engineer, does some motorsport thingy. Pretty boring.”

The chat exploded instantly with questions and shocked reactions.

User1: "PEWDS HAS A BROTHER???"

User2: "WHO’S SAM??"

User3: "HOW DID WE NOT KNOW THIS???"

Felix hasn't even noticed the fan reaction, already dialling Sam’s number while Jack sat back in smug silence, watching the chat freak out. The call was short and sweet. "Hey, Sam? Yeah, my computer’s being stupid again. Can you come over real quick? Yeah, thanks."

Minutes passed, and Felix distractedly scrolled through his phone while Jack entertained the audience. Then, the doorbell rang.

"Hang on, that’s him," Felix said, disappearing from the screen for a second. When he returned, a tall figure followed him into the room.

The chat went absolutely wild.

Sam had black hair styled into an overgrown mullet that fell messily around his face, held back by a bandana. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt that showed off his toned, slightly muscular arms, which flexed every time he adjusted his grip on Felix’s computer. He didn’t say much, just nodded at Felix and got to work, crouching down in front of the PC, picking it up and on the table, pulling it apart like he had done it a hundred times before.

User4: "OMG WHO IS THIS????"

User5: "IS SAM SINGLE?????"

User6: "HELLO, SAM, NICE ARMS!"

User7: "THAT MULLET THO 😍😍"

Felix and Jack couldn’t help but chuckle at the exploding chat, but Felix remained focused on Sam.

"Need anything else?" Sam asked in a deep voice, standing up after fiddling with the computer for a few minutes. His arms were glistening slightly from the exertion as he dusted his hands off.

"No, that should do it. Thanks, man," Felix replied, glancing at his now-revived PC.

Sam turned to the screen, saw Jack and gave a polite nod. "Hi, Jack," he said casually, waving.

Jack waved back, a bit wide-eyed. "Hey, Sam. Thanks for saving the day, man."

With that, Sam left, exiting as mysteriously as he arrived. Felix settled back into his chair, fixing his headset. "Alright, let's see if this thing actually works now."

But before he could continue the stream, the chat was still going insane, demanding answers.

Felix sighed, glancing at Jack, who was grinning ear to ear. "Fine, fine," Felix said, leaning forward to read the chat. "Yes, that was my brother, Sam. No, I guess I never really mentioned him because, well, he’s busy. He’s, like, a mechanical engineer for some motorsports thingy as I already said. Pretty boring, if you ask me. And he's never home, basically."

Jack laughed. "Boring? Your chat seems to think otherwise."

User8: "HE'S HOT, FELIX."

User9: "DOES HE HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?"

User10: @User9 "BOYFRIEND???"

Felix raised an eyebrow, glancing at the chat. "Uh... I don’t know? I think he mentioned a girlfriend—or maybe a boyfriend? I’m not really sure. I haven’t met them yet."

Jack cackled, "The internet’s going to explode now."

Shrugging, Felix continued, "Anyway, back to the game. Can we focus on something other than Sam now?"

[mythicmanuscripts]

Hey! I love your writing so much and I’m always so excited when I see updates! I think you just get these characters so perfectly.

I was wondering if you could do something about how they fall asleep with someone. Like, what’s the process of sleeping and how do they like to lay and wake up. Especially if it’s been a bad day or they’re sad about something.

Either way, you’re incredible!! 💕

Aw I love this question so much!! I wasnt sure if you wanted me to include poly!Daemon and Rhaenyra so I decided to just include it anyway cause I want to write more for them.

I'm gonna add a cut just to be safe because because there's definitely implied sexual activity in the answer.

AEMOND:

I don't quite know why but I think that Aemond would have problems with sleep and definitely battles with insomnia? He will often spend nights sitting in his chambers, just staring out the window and being unable to sleep. Sometimes he'll even take a ride to wherever Vhagar is and spend the night there, still not sleeping but at least he's not alone.

His troubles with sleep is something he manages to keep from you for quite a while, because you didnt actually share a bed with him until a few months after the wedding. However, I think you actually end up finding out because he falls asleep around you? Like maybe once he's more comfortable around you and you can see how stiff he is, you offer him a back massage, promising he can keep his shirt on the entire time and he's asleep within 5 minutes. You let him sleep of course, and he's so flustered when he wakes and realises how easily he fell asleep and how long he was asleep for.

After that he starts falling asleep around you quite often. He does it enough for you to realise that he clearly has some issues with sleep but when you bring it up he just blushes and changes the subject.

Once you do start to share a bed (which by the way, he falls asleep in your arms one night and after that he literally never spends another night in his private quarters ever again), you start to realise how he's always awake if you wake up during the night. Eventually you manage to convince him to explain to you what he struggles with.

Anyway this is my `VERY long winded way of saying that I think developing a routine with him is imperative? He thrives off routine and guidelines, so when you start to tell him when to change into his sleep clothes and what book to read before bed, he actually relaxes so much easier. Pretty soon you fall into the routine of reading to him before bed.

Even if he comes to bed late, you always read to him when he gets to bed. Even if you have sex, you always read to him after. You've yet to make it more than 10 pages without him falling asleep.

AEGON:

You don't start the marriage sleeping in the same bed as him, but as you slowly start to get closer and start to take on the dominant role in the relationship, he starts to just completely melt into you. He's so clingy and needy and he's shameless about it once he realises you won't ever turn him down or humiliate him.

The first night he spends in the same bed as you was the first real cold night of the season and he knocked on your door with a blanket wrapped around him. You let him in of course, and after that he always comes to your room until you just decide to move into your official shared living quarters together.

Aegon manages to become an octopus while he sleeps. Even if he falls asleep on the opposite of the bed, you will wake up completely intertwined with him.

He also HATES going to sleep without talking to you. Originally this started because you began to ask Aegon about his day before bed, letting him vent to you and offering your opinions. Aegon absolutely thrives on structure and routine, and so he once the routine of him venting about his day to you has formed, he'll actually feel unsettled and uncomfortable if he can't do that before bed?

(Slight aside: when you have to be away from him for a few days you tell him to write whatever happened that day and then he gives you the letters when you see him again and he's always SO proud to hand over the letters and refuses to send them via ravens because he wants to physically hand them to you)

JACE:

You sleep in the same bed as Jace from your wedding night, because he's a proper gentleman and would never want you to sleep anywhere else after you and him are officially married. Throughout your engagement you get to know each other and Jace falls HARD for you. So when you can finally actually sleep in the same bed he is so so happy and thankful.

(Sidenote: You don't actually sleep together that first night and instead you just sit together and talk about the future and fall asleep together)

Jace is most certainly old fashioned and a gentleman when it comes to literally everything with you. (I have a personal headcannon that one of the only things he remembers about his real father is the things Harwin taught him about honour and duty and how to respect his future love? Harwin taught him to never ever let his beloved retire to the bedroom alone, to always pull out chairs for her, to never ever talk bad about her, to offer her his arm every time they walk together, etc) and he remembers all of it.

Anyway point is, when you retire to the bedroom he always comes with you. I think he absolutely loves the whole process of getting ready for bed together? You'll often bathe together, and it actually never turns sexual. Instead it's just this gentle intimacy he absolutely adores.

(final sidenote: Jace wakes up with morning wood so often, like at least 3 times a week and every time you can't resist helping him with it cause he's extra sensitive in the mornings)

DAEMON AND RHAENYRA:

So I know we've said this before but I'm gonna repeat it here quickly so that we're all on the same page before I get onto the actual content of my answer: it takes months of Daemon and Rhaenyra both being in love with you before anything actually happens. Once you finally come into their bed, you are simply never allowed to leave, ever. You'd think that there being three of you would mean there's less clinginess because there's a whole other person they can also be with, but nope. Instead they are BOTH very clingy with you, good luck.

Daemon tends to come to bed the latest of the three of you. Even if all three of you have been laying in bed together for a while, when it comes time to actually go to bed Daemon likes to take a walk around the castle before bed to ensure all the guards are were they're supposed to be.

So while Daemon does that, you tend to take some time to spoil Rhaenyra? Rhaenyra LOVES when you offer to rub her shoulders or brush her hair and bathe with her and dry her after. She's always so sweet and blushy about it, always insisting that you don't have to do it while actively leaning into you. Often when Daemon gets up to do his nightly stroll you'll tell the handmaidens to leave at the same time and immediately Rhaenyra will try and fail to stifle her smile because she knows that means you're going to do all the things the handmaidens usually would for her.

I also think Rhaenyra falls asleep quite quick? She's almost always asleep by the the time Daemon returns, usually cuddled against your chest. Every single time Daemon walks into that scene, he always stands there and just smiles for a moment, unable to take his eyes away from you and Rhaenyra. He only moves when you motion him over and then he quickly changes and climbs into bed on Rhaenyra's other side. He always give you a kiss and the kisses Rhaenyra on her forehead before blowing out the candles.

Rhaenyra tends to be the one that's up first, and so most mornings are spent either with her trying to convince Daemon to get out of bed or with you trying to convince Daemon to let you get up.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

I don't think there's a single completed Darkiplier fanfic on wattpad that hasn't included Antisepticeye at some point, even if it's in a sequel fic. And I eat it tf up every time because i live for Antisepticeye vs. Darkiplier kinda shit So basically, when in doubt, turn Anti into a plot device

[nox140497]

HELP!!!!

Please please please send me ideas guys I'm stuck. I want to write but i have no idea where to start. Please send me ides

[ijwrff]

Hey, I was wondering if I could request a Yandere Antisepticeye x (Possibly masc) reader where the reader is Jackies sidekick, kind of, and Anti ends up kidnapping the reader to brainwash them into loving him

We love Yandere Anti in this household. It was fun writing this! I always love getting to write yandere stories on any of my blogs XD I may have beefed up Anti's powers and capabilities but whateeeeeva. It's fanfiction for a reason.

Tw; swearing, violence, blood. Nothing crazy, just yandere-typical stuff.

Taglist: @serenitydusk @thattiredanimator1t0mblr @viciouslyyearning @jacksepticeye-simp

Word Count: 1,797

Being Jackie’s “sidekick” was more fun than you thought it’d be. Running around and helping people with the little things here and there, mostly. A stolen purse, maybe even just calming down a verbal argument. People worried about the business, and anything like that was typical for your usual day with Jackie. Even if you weren’t officially a sidekick, it didn’t matter too much to you. You were his friend, and are able to keep him company while he’s sitting around, wondering what to do next. 

When you met his brother, Anti, they couldn’t have been more different. Anti didn’t really want anything to do with you, and his attitude pissed you off. Especially when it was directed at Jackie. But time went by, and his mood never wavered, always coming off mean, mischievous and completely uncaring about those around him. You had raised your voice a good few times, and threatened him when Jackie wasn’t there if he was being a serious problem. 

It only made Anti laugh, but it was far from a nice laugh. It was malicious, borderline psychotic. You hated that damn laugh…the “I’m better than you”, the “Are you stupid?” the “You’re wrong,” one. That one he was doing right now. He did it a lot, but Jackie wasn’t here yet so you weren’t afraid to call him out on it. 

“Seriously, what kind of grown adult laughs like a disney villain?” You raised an eyebrow and tried to keep excessive profanities out of your mouth. He already said them enough, no need for you to curse him out. Not when you didn’t know when Jackie was getting here. “Don’t you have better things to do then sit here and bother me?” You sipped your drink, and looked around the cafe Jackie told you to meet him at. 

“Better things to do? No, not really. Why, you got something going on?” His smirk never left his face. What you wouldn’t give to wipe that look off it…but you were helping a hero. It didn’t exactly pay much, but you doubted Jackie would want to work with you if you mangled his brother’s face. As much as you would like to right now. 

“I’m waiting for Jackie.” You took another sip, then looked at your watch. He didn’t specify what time you’d be meeting, just soon. Usually he specified, but since he didn’t you figured better head here asap in case it was something urgent. “Where the fuck is he…?” You wouldn’t rush him, but you didn’t want to spend any more alone time with this annoying prick for any longer. 

Speaking of which…there weren’t many people here. It was just barely getting dark, so maybe there was something else going on in town that you didn’t know about. You laughed quietly and swirled the remains of your drink at the thought of Jackie inviting you here just to show up in a parade. It wouldn’t be the first time…and probably not the last, either. That’s probably where he was, or caught up helping someone. You just hoped he wasn’t in trouble. 

When you looked up to see Anti, he was already looking at you. “Creep…” Your brow twitched in irritation, and his smug look only got worse. “What? The hell are you staring at?” He didn’t even say anything, but it was maddening. “Whatever, I’ll text Jackie I’m meeting him somewhere else. Piss off already.” 

“Go right ahead.” He said as you got up and grabbed your jacket to leave. He didn’t make any attempt to stop you, which was a little suspicious, but you shrugged it off. Though you didn’t get very far, when you heard Jackie’s phone ringing from behind you. He was already here?

You spun and stopped dead in your tracks. “The hell are you doing with his phone?” Approaching him quickly now, something felt off about the air. That smug look seemed…almost inhuman at this point. You looked around, and noticed not a single person there. Not even the noises of birds, crickets…anything. Something in you yelled “run” but you had to know. “Why do you have his phone?” It was weary, and only caused a loud and sinister laughter to come from your only company right now. 

“Might have stolen it. Might have beat him up. Might have done…worse.” He dangled the phone before dropping it to the concrete and smashing it with his foot. “Now are you coming with me or not?” He held out a hand, seemingly wanting you to take it, but also making clear he didn’t expect you to. “Better hurry up. He’s coming.” He pointed behind you, and when you did he cackled. 

Turning, you were met with the sight of Jackie. But not regular Jackie, he was crying and bleeding profusely. You went to run up to him, but Anti’s arm stopped you. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Anti’s voice didn’t even sound like it had all the other times you’d seen him. Almost glitching out. Was this a dream? Or like a really messed up nightmare…after what you saw next, nightmare definitely seemed more fitting. 

Jackie crawled towards you, until his body started to grow and shift. What he became was something twice your height, and vicious laughter emanated from him. It still somewhat sounded like Jackie, but the creature’s mouth wasn’t even open. The sound was all around you, and you were so focused on his body shifting, that you didn’t notice the world around you dissolving until there was nothing remaining. You, this creature resembling Jackie, and Anti who still held your arm in a vice grip. 

“Time to choose~!” Anti practically sang as the creature crawled closer and closer to you. “Stick with him, and lose your life to someone you loved, or…” He spun you around, and even he looked warped, with glitches forming all around him. “Stick with me, and stay alive. I can love you better than he ever could.” He pulled you towards him by the back of your neck. 

All around you, voices and images of people chanting started at a whisper and got louder as they progressed. “CHOOSE! CHOOSE! CHOOSE!” They screamed. It only made the decision harder, and if you had stopped and thinked about it at the moment you might have chosen differently. You tried to look at Jackie, or what he became, and had to close your eyes. It was too difficult to look at. 

“Tick-tock, tick-tock.” Anti waved a finger in front of him to get your attention. “As if anyone could even comprehend protecting you to the capacities I can. Make the right choice, I know you will.” His eyes left yours to stare behind you. He grinned, and tilted his head to look at you better as the creature reached you. 

It grabbed your leg, causing you to scream and try and kick it away. But it was no use, the thing was huge and its one hand could easily grab the entirety of your waist. If it put any more pressure on where it grabbed, the bones would break. The voices only grew and grew, until you could swear your ears began to bleed. It was the least of your concerns, and all you could do before it broke you, was scream:

“YOU! ANTI!” You weren’t sure if it was admitting defeat, or a plea for help. Either way, Anti effortlessly sliced the creature's arm off, and it disappeared altogether. You scrambled back, and all but fell into Anti’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you. Your heart was thumping against your chest and you closed your eyes, not wanting to believe any of it was happening. 

When you opened them you were back in the cafe. Anti was sitting across from you and looking confident as ever. His hands were folded under his head as he leaned forward to be closer to you. Everything in you said it was real, but there was no proof. It was as if the whole thing never happened. You looked around, frantically, but there were so many others in the area. There was no way it was real…right? 

As soon as you thought about it, they were gone once more. Your eyes widened and you were standing up from a chair that was no longer there. Knowing that the creature could come back, you rushed to Anti’s side. If he protected you before, he surely would this time, right? “Where are we?” Was all you could get out. 

“Just somewhere. And nowhere.” He shrugged, and said “You’re right. I will protect you.” He grinned and you backed away from him. Could he read your thoughts? That was impossible though…this whole thing was completely impossible. You wanted to wake up, and right now. 

He sighed, and turned to face you fully. He looked even more warped than before. A gaping wound on his neck, eyes glowing green, and a smile full of teeth that could tear you to pieces with no effort at all. “It’s alright…I wouldn’t hurt you. But those people? Out there? They would.” He pointed and an image like a projector screen played of people walking around in the city. Fights, weapons, anything. The stuff you wouldn’t even let Jackie break up.

“But you chose me over him. You know what that means?” He walked closer and you felt like backing away, but something behind you was preventing it. His voice, his hair, his fangs, his eyes. You didn’t want to see any of it. Not even that tattered tank top he always wore. “It means…” When he reached you, he wrapped one hand around your throat. You felt the sharp points of his nails, and sucked in air. 

“You’re mine, now. I’ll keep you here as long as I have to, so you can see it too. That you love me, that you never loved him, any of it. Before you know it, you won’t even remember anything other than me. I’ll be sure of that.” He leaned in and his breath hovered over your mouth, “No matter what I have to do. It doesn’t matter, because you’ll be here. With me, for me, and only me. Your life before now will mean nothing.” 

Whatever he was…you were terrified. He could break you, and you wouldn’t put it past him to do it either. All you knew now was how much you wished you never went to the cafe that day. He tricked you. Betrayed you, and Jackie might never know. Put on display for someone you weren’t even sure was human. Until the day you could be free…you were stuck here. Freedom will come in one way or another…

Even if you have to die to reach it. 

[vanyzvat]

ALTR 251521

Chapter 1: No Strings Attached

Chapter 2: His Name (You are here!)

Chapter 3: Jac͟k̷͟s͟͠e̸̷͡ptį͡c̀ę͢͠y̡é

Chapter 4: Chase Brody

Jack is only mentioned briefly, and is erased from the story (Due to being retconned) as a character in Chapter 5 and onward.

Summary: He would never admit it, but part of him is grieving his old life. He's unable to let go of his grudges, and how everything that has happened has affected him. There's a sense of rage that he can never truly express.

He shares with you barely a fraction of what that has been like.

Again, that was an odd question coming from him.

(A lot of things are based off personal headcanons and my own interpretation of these characters! Please keep that in mind. I apologize in advance for any errors! Please let me know if there are any so I can fix them.)

“Ha͟ve͟ you e̕v̧e̡r be̷en ͡be͟tr͏a̢y̴ed̛?”

Wasn't he the one who supposedly knew everything about every person he came across, so he could use that against them? So what was the point of even asking that?

“Don't you already know everything about me?”

“I̕ ̧w̷a͏n͢t ͜t̕o k͠n͏ow y̷our anşw̴e͏r͞.͝”

“Err... I can't say I haven't? But why are you asking me this? Have you been betrayed?”

He turned his head away from you. Ah.

A few seconds passed, and he finally nodded once. Seemed like that was difficult for him to even admit.

He trusted someone, and then that person must've broken that trust- Or something similar. Maybe that was why he was so enraged by the world?

You needed a moment to gather yourself before you gave a response...

Trying to comprehend that this was an entity feared by most, and that right now he was here with you, being treated like any other guest, and was actually opening up to you- It was really weird.

While you were lost in thought, he slowly turned to look at you again. He's waiting for you to say something.

“Sorry for being silent- I'm just thinking...”

“This is a lot to take in. I don't want to say anything stupid.”

“I'̴l͡l͞ s̷t̷op ͡h̸ere.”

“No, no- Don't. I'm just not sure what to say. You can still tell me whatever you want, though. I'll listen to you.”

“...Yo͞u'd b͡e̶ ţh̵è fir͝st.”

You blinked, taken aback again- So much that your mouth even dropped a little.

When IRIS talked about this "ALTR 114209" thing, they described something totally different. A paranormal presence, whose mission was to kill whoever was in its way. That its purpose was nothing more but to cause harm.

Maybe your conspiracies against the company weren't just conspiracies anymore. Maybe this problem had a much simpler solution that they were too ignorant to even think about.

“That's okay. Better late than never, right?”

He then mumbled something which you didn't quite catch.

“Huh...? Sorry- I didn't quite catch that-”

“A̷nti.”

“...What?”

“You w͡ant̴e̛d ͜to͠ know m͢y̨ ̵name.”

“I͡t͟ wãs Anti.”

More silence filled the room.

God, this was a lot of information, especially after barely knowing anything about him for the longest time. What kind of name was that anyway?

“Anti?”

“I͜t̛ was ͝a͢ n͞am͟e gi͝ven to͠ ̷me.”

“...Uh. It's a weird name, I'll be honest? But it's still a nice one. I like it!”

“I̛ li͡ķe͞ ͟it͜, toǫ.”

“So someone gave that name to you- Who? That's assuming you don't have parents or anything like that...”

You heard him exhale through his teeth then watched as he crossed his arms. Probably a touchy subject. But almost everything feels like a touchy subject for him... You didn't know what was okay to ask and what wasn't.

“Loǹg st̶or̕y.”

“It's d͡iffic̛ult t͝o pu̸t into w̸o̵r͡d͡s.”

“Anḑ I̛ alre̸a̵d͠y ͢s͟t͡r͢ug͏gle e̵nou͝gh̡ with simple thīngs.”

While it was true that Anti was not the best at holding up casual conversations, or at communication, you didn't really care.

Besides, he brought his own baggage up, he couldn't just leave you with his name and go without providing any explanation...

And as if he could read your mind-

“Y͟ou ̛want̴ mȩ t̷o͜ ͘c̡on͞tin̡u͝e, d̸o̴n̨'t y͜o͜u.”

“Well, I don't want to be left on a cliffhanger.”

“I̶ c͝a͡n̶ t̀el͜l̛...”

“Į w̛óu̢ld͠n͡'t wan͡t to leave my̸ ͢on̨l̛y͏ ͜fr̕ie͠nd ͟h̕ang͝i͟ņģ, ͝wo͞ul̡d̀ I? Nǫ, I̵ ̕w͏ould̢n't̨.”

Anti was smiling, with his tone as playful as it always was.

But then his smile faded, and his voice became unusually serious.

“I was ma͟ni͢f̛ested. Man͠i̸feste̡d by̵ stro̵n̷g f͝e̢e͡lings o͞f̷ l͏o̡n̢elin̡e͝s̨s͞, wort̡h̨les̨s̡nèss. One͢ mom͞ent I ͜w͝a̕sn̷'t th̨ęre, an̕d̛ the nex͞t, I wàs͝.”

“Manifested? By who?”

“His n͟a̢me dǫe̸sn't ̡ma̡tte̛r.”

Jack— The name of the person who manifested Anti into existence, was Jack. But you didn't know that.

“Was it... The same person who gave you your name?”

“Yes, and n̨o͡...”

“He̕ ̨w͠as ̛lik̢è y͟o͠u̵. H̷e śp̡eńt h͞is ̀d͠a͞ys pro̡vid͡i̷ng e̕ntért̵ainment͢ ͏t̀o͢ t͝h̀e worl̴d.”

“H̷e g̢av͏e, a͢n͞d h̵e g͜av̕e, and͘ he͟ ͏gave͏.”

The memories are flooding back to him.

“Ga̷v͢e̢ so mųch w̧i͢th̴o̢ut͏ e̶ver̸ getting an̕y̶t͞hing in re̛tu͞rn͏.”

...Memories of him watching as Jack overworked himself to insanity, and those that apparently "loved him so much" not caring at all.

Jack gave them everything, and they just watched. Just watched as he neglected himself, as he spiralled.

They didn't deserve him.

Why couldn't Jack understand that?

They only pretended to care about him so they could get their "content". And of course, like the idiot he was, he believed them.

But not Anti. Anti saw through their lies.

Jack was nothing but a source of entertainment to them.

You reminded him of Jack, in a way.

Was that why it was so difficult for him to give up on you?

“Th̛ose lee̶c̕hes... H͟i̴s "co͡mm͟u̡nity" as ͘he c͘a͢l̢led ̶t͠hem— T̢hey thínk ţh͡éy ma͡ḑe͢ A͞ǹtį.”

He raised his voice, his voice full of hatred towards those "people". He twitched uncontrollably, with reality warping around him to match his state of mind.

“Bu͝ţ they d͜ìd͞n͝'t͡ ͝mak͏e An͘ti͡. He did.”

You didn't give much of a response, besides nodding along to let him know you were paying attention. It wasn't that you weren't bothered to, it was that you didn't know how to.

You weren't a supernatural being, so it wasn't as if you could somehow relate to many of the things he mentioned. So you settled for just listening to him talk...

He was willing to open up to you, even just a bit, and you weren't going to make it all about you.

“Well, Anti, I guess this means you aren't as one-dimensional as IRIS claims you are.”

He laughed. It sounded strangely normal.

“Oh, th͡e͏y d͘o͠n't know an̨ythin̶g about̴ me.”

Despite him being someone who was meant to terrify you, you were fine. As for him...

“Were you scared?”

Your question must have confused him a bunch, because the distortion around you immediately subsided.

“W̶ha͜t?”

“Were you scared of talking to me. About all this.”

He raised an eyebrow at you.

“Y͘ou̸ h̀a̷ve a͜ l̀ot ̵of aud͏ac̨i̕ty ̕to̸ a͟s̕k͞ ͜m͞e that̵.”

“I'm only curious...”

You shrugged.

“...It'̨s͝ be̶en a̛t͏ thé ba̢c̷k o̕f my̢ min͢d f̷o̴r a w̕h́ile ̛noẃ.”

“T̢he̛r͢e's many̵ th̵ing̵s I ̀wish I͠ ̴c̡o͜uļd sh̵a͡re ̨w͘ith y͢ou̧. I͢ j͏us͠t̡ ̷don't͠ kno͝w͟ h͏ow̛ tó... Yēt.”

“It's okay. I think I understand, anyway.”

“You're basically the embodiment of someone's negative thoughts, right?”

“S͏óm͟ethin͠g like ̸tha͠t̷.”

“Eh, whatever. Still, I don't expect a being like you to know much about emotions. Let alone how to express them.”

He could only nod silently...

He seemed to be doing that a lot around you.

Everywhere he went, he left destruction behind, so it was very awkward having someone treat him like any other person for a change. He didn't get why you were like the way you were, and it made Anti feel sick to be in the dark.

It felt weird to not have control of the situation. He couldn't find the right words to describe how you made him feel.

Part of him did feel afraid, so you were right in a way. He despised talking about things that bothered him- Things that made him feel small and weak. All he wanted was to be the one looking down at those inferior to him, he didn't need sob stories.

But you- Why were you different?

“Is there... Anything else?”

You interrupt his train of thought.

“Çan ͜I sta̸y͢ ẁi͠th yo͡ú f͟o͠r ́a͜ w͟hįl͏e͡?”

“Of course!”

You didn't anticipate for Anti to "teleport" closer to you, but you didn't mind. He wanted company, and were there to provide. You liked his company too.

You looked at him. He's staring off into nothing. What's he thinking about?

He soon caught you staring at him, and you immediately glanced off.

After a moment, you felt him rest his head on your shoulder, and you didn't bother stopping him.

He wasn't a social being, like you said. So you kinda predicted that this whole thing would tire him more than the average person.

Him showing you any sort of affection was a little surprising, but you didn't mind that either. You got to know him a little better today.

A couple of minutes pass.

He's been awfully quiet, and part of you is concerned because he's never quiet. You're not sure if he was content or upset.

“You okay?”

“Y̴eāh.”

“I͢'m upsēt things h̕av͟e to be t̕hȩ ͢way̷ they͞ ́are, bu͢t yóù make i͢t ea͢sie̵r̛.”

Oh!

You smiled.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

He really hoped you wouldn't break that trust.

He was still doubtful about everything he had just told you, but he was trying to have faith in you. But he didn't have much faith in humans, really.

...You eventually realized that he never really spoke about what happened in regards to this entire "betrayal" thing.

If anything, the only thing he had done today was vaguely provide you with very little context, if any. He only admitted that this betrayal had something to do with the unnamed person he mentioned.

“Can you... Tell me more about this "betrayal"?”

“I̴ kno͡w̛ yo̕u̢'̛re c͡uri̡òu̷s̡, būt- A̧noth̴ȩr t̶im̀e.”

His voice was quiet. Was it really something that personal?

“Alright, I can wait.”

You shifted around, changing position until you got comfortable. He waited for you, then went right back to what he was doing before.

You closed your eyes.

The two of you stayed that way for a while longer, not bothering to talk.

It felt like time itself had stopped.

It was quite nice, actually.

“Th́an͡k̸ yòu̶,”

“Huh? For what?”

“I fórg̨ot͡ what ̀it w͏as͜ ͢lik̢e to̡ b̴e a ̸pe͏r̡son. To ͢b̨e͏ tr͝e͠ąte͞d͡ like a pe̴rsơn.”

“I'm here to remind you.”

A smile appears on his face.

You couldn't see it, but you still had a feeling he was doing a little better than when he first arrived...

This was bittersweet for him.

He had been in denial for so long, years even, to the point where just thinking about Jack and about his situation felt like someone was cutting him up to bits.

His old life was gone.

He was alone.

To everyone, he was nothing more but a demonic presence, who took the lives of those in his path without reason.

But you sympathised with him, somehow. You listened to him and welcomed him, despite everything. It was weird- You were weird.

He knew many people had no one in their life, but none of them had fallen as low as you. Even if they wanted to die, their instincts still kicked in when they saw him...

Oh well.

It didn't matter.

It still meant so much to him.

You couldn't even fathom how much he'd yearned to have someone in his life- Even he never realized how isolated he really was in this world. Until he found you. A friend.

His eyes shut on their own, and he let them. He didn't necessarily need sleep, but somehow, he was still tired.

It was a contrast to how he usually acted, especially in regards to the records IRIS had of him.

He couldn't recall the last time he felt a sense of safety.

A feeling of somewhere he belonged, the feeling of home.

That's it- That's how he would describe how you made him feel if he ever needed to put it into words. You felt like home.

And as you eventually fell asleep besides him, Anti realized he didn't have to always be alone.

Not giving up on you when he should've was a mistake, and it was his best one yet.

[bts-spnlvr12]

All of the Stars

Pairing: Sean McLoughlin x F!Reader

Summary: When you were in college as a transfer student, you met a young guy named Sean McLoughlin, who was 18 at the time, you both met while in the same home room, you both fell in-love but at the wrong time, as you had to head back to America to finish your final school year, will you cross paths again? Will the stars align to meet him again?

Prompt: “All of The Stars’ Cover by Kurt Hugo Schneider & Alex Blue

Warnings: A bit of a slow burn, romance and fluffy shit, angst, language, mentions of mental health (I think that’s it..)

Also I apologize in advance, I don’t really know how further education schools work in Ireland, so I’ll just be making stuff up! Jack has an amazing girlfriend, but for the sake of the story he is single! Anyways~ Enjoy!~

(Y/T/N) is your town name!

~Flashback...~

It was your first day being a transfer student in Ireland, you were doing a major project where different students go to different countries to study the ways European schools are like, and get a day-to-day life of a student...

You held your backpack against your shoulders and head to your first class, which was an art class where you started the first project of the school year, but you were a transfer student until Christmas, so you worked hard while you could...

After a few more classes, it was time to head to home room, once you got into the room, you were told by the teacher to come up front, “Listen up, I have an announcement! We have a new student who came all the way from America, she’s doing a project on...” He pauses to let you finish...

“Hi, I’m Y/n, the project I’m working on is a study where other students and I have traveled to different parts of Europe, to get an idea how the schools work and how a students day-to-day life is laid out...” You look back at the teacher, “Excellent Y/n, so everyone be polite to Ms. (Y/n), feel free to take a seat right next to Mr. McLoughlin, raise your hand sir...”

Sean does so, you thank the teacher then go sit down next to Sean, as you walk towards the desk, you noticed how he was absolutely adorable, you sat your stuff down and sat in the chair, then started some school work when you suddenly felt like someone was watching you...

You looked up to see a pair of bright blue eyes, looking right at you, causing you to giggle softly, “Hi Sean..”

“Hiya, how are ya?” Sean asks, you could tell he’s very high energy, and very playful, “Good, how about you?” You question him, “Great now that you’re here.” You laugh softly, “I can tell you’re a flirt, Sean...”

“Eh maybe a little bit, but I can’t help it when you’re here.” You lightly shove him, and you both talk and joke around until the bell rings, then went your separate ways onto your next classes...

Once the school day ends, you head out to the front of the school, when you heard a familiar Irish man yell your name, you turn around to see it was Sean running to catch up with you, “How was your first day?” He questioned...

“It was great, I got to meet some new people, how was your day?” You walked with him down the sidewalk, “Eh, kinda boring, but good, where ya headed?”

“Back to my house, I’m renting a place nearby the school, why?” You quirked your eyebrow, “Just curious, plus I wanted to see if you wanna go get something to eat?” You smiled, “Yeah, I’d like that very much...”

“Alright! Let’s go, I know a good spot to eat.” He grabs your hand and pulls you along, you giggling at his eagerness, once you got to the restaurant, you ordered your food and ate while talking about one another...

Almost an hour later, Sean paid for the food, and you both left and started walking towards your place, when you get to the front door, you turn around and thank him for walking you home, you were about to head in when you feel him kiss your cheek...

This made you blush furiously, you looked at him and smiled then did the same, “See you tomorrow.” He nods then waits till you’re inside then makes his way back home...

This went on for a while, until it was time for you to head back to America in December, you went to school for one final day then had to get into a cab right after to get to the airport, when you were headed to the cab, you were stopped by Sean, he looked confused as to why you were leaving, “Hey, where are you going?” You looked at him sadly, “I have to get back to America, I only had to be here for a few months...”

“Oh, well...can I..?” You tiled your head, then suddenly he laid his soft lips on top of yours, which shocked you for a split second, but kissed him back, cupping him softly on the face, he did the same but eventually had to stopped, knowing you had to leave, “I...I love you Y/n, will we see each other again?” You shrugged as you got in the cab, “Maybe, time will tell...” He nods, then caresses your cheek softly then lets you go, then watches as the cab drives off...

“One day we’ll see one another again...” He says to himself then walked home, feeling bummed out...

~Flashback end...~

Back to the present day, you were sitting in your house, watching the snow fall and drinking hot cocoa, thinking about the past, you remember it to every detail, and you still ask yourself if you’ll ever see him again...

You got a call from a friend of yours, who you’ve know for several years, “Yo bestie! Guess what’s coming up in a week?” You think but couldn’t give an answer, “What’s happening?”

“Dude, jacksepticeye, Sean Mcloughlin is coming to (Y/T/N)! I got us tickets so we can see the tour, plus I know you wanna see him again..” You widen your eyes, “Pfft, no I don’t, he probably doesn’t even remember me...” You knew he did, you just didn’t wanna admit it to your friend...

“Please Y/n, just admit you miss him and that you love him!” You shake your head even though your friend can’t see it, “Mmm, negative, anyways, I’ll be glad to go, talk to you later!” Your friend says her goodbye then hangs up, which after processing for a minute, you start freaking the fuck out!!

You started watching Sean’s channel when he first started it, and supported him from the very beginning, now that you see where he’s at now with almost 29 million subscribers, made you think about the past...

You then went into your bedroom, but you suddenly got to thinking if he would even remember the way you look, you both changed a lot over the years, but not in just looks, you’ve been through a bunch of struggles, finding out you have anxiety and depression as you got older, been through many relationships that never worked out, mainly because they were douches...

You got over them, and worked on your mental health and are better, but still have your struggles every so often, you sit down on your bed then think, ‘Maybe he does remember how you look, even though it’s been forever since the day you both met, you were in a trance when you forgot you turned on some music then heard a cover of one of your favorite songs...

Maybe this was a sign you were meant to see him, you laid down in bed and scrolled through social media until you passed out from exhaustion, which coincidentally, Sean appeared in your dreams...

~Fast forward to the week of the tour...~

You were standing in line with (Y/F/N), getting nervous by the minute, you wanted to pace but with everyone close to each other, you aren’t able to but you suddenly start to hyperventilate a little bit, causing you look look around nervously and whisper to your self over and over, “Shit, shit shit! I can’t do this, this is insane!” You friend grabs your shoulder and shakes you, “Snap out of it Y/n!”

You nod and rub your eyes, “I just...what if he doesn’t remember me, what if he doesn’t remember what I look like? I’m questioning so many things its insane...”

“We’re gonna be sitting front row, in front of the stage, there’s no way he can’t find you, now look, we’re about to head into the building, lets get some merch and go sit in our seats, you’ll be fine, just breathe..” Your friend explains, you both get to the merch table, buy your things and head to your seats then get comfortable...

About 45 minutes later when everyone is seated, then the lights go down and the intro of the tour begins, fans start screaming and the laughing ensues, when Sean comes out on stage and says hello to a few fans at the front, you saw a sparkle in his eyes, you knew he absolutely loved his fans, and what he does and how he was able to be in this position...

When he came closer to your side of the row, he looked right at you and paused for a split second, but moved on cause he had a show to put on for his fans, which was filled with laughter, tears and much more, you we’re having such a good time you barely noticed the show was ending, he was speaking on how he got here, starting by thanking his fans, where he started, where he’s at, how it doesn’t take much to get to where you want to be no matter where you are in life, and so on, when finally he said his farewell and bowed to the audience, everyone stood up and applauded as he blew kisses and left the stage...

Everyone left, you left the building stunned and in tears, you wiped them as you cover your face and knelt down in front of the building, “Holy shit, he looked straight at me, he recognized me right fucking away...” You friend knelt in front of you and rubbed your back, “See, I told you he would!” You jokingly shove their shoulder, then chuckle once you get yourself together and stood up...

“He saw me, but how could I catch him again, he could possibly be leaving to his next tour location...” Your friend shook her head, “They’re probably packing up equipment...stay here Y/n...” Your friend pauses then walks away for a few minutes, little did you know she was about to make the day so much better than it already it was...

Your friend returns with the tour manager, “You must be Y/n? I’m JP, the tour manager for Sean, you know him?” You nod and shook hands, “Yes, I went to school with him for a while, several years ago...” “So you’re the infamous Y/n, follow me.” You looked to (Y/F/N) and followed JP to behind the building, where you round the corner and see Sean standing by the bus and joking around with some of the other folk on tour with him, he just so happens to turn his head for a split second and paused...

You walked towards him slowly, and he jogged over and gave you the biggest hug you’ve ever felt, and hugged him back tightly, tears streaming down your face, PJ silently told everyone to get on the bus, to let you and Sean have a private moment, “Dammit Sean, I missed you so much..” You looked into his eyes...

He wiped your tears, then cupped your cheeks and kissed you passionately, which made you kiss him back the same way, you both pulled away, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that...” He lays his forehead against yours, “I felt the same, I didn’t know if you would remember me or not, guess I was wrong.” “I could never forget a gorgeous face like yours, your mine babe...”

“How long are you gonna be on tour?” You want to be with him, but you want to wait until he’s off tour, “For a few more months, why?”

“I want to be with you for good, but I don’t know how we can be in a relationship while you’re on the move...” You lay your head on his chest, he rubs your back, “How about you come on tour with me? Your eyes widen, “Seriously, what about your manager and other people who are traveling with you?”

“I can ask, I’m sure they wouldn’t have an issues, give me just a sec, I’ll be back out...” He goes inside and is gone for a few minutes when your friend comes back out, “He wants you to go with him? You should do it, you both want each other, I can tell..”

“I will if I can, but then again I don’t want to leave you alone.” Your friend shakes her head, “You won’t we can call one another, tell me about Sean or how the tour went, I know you want him, go Y/n, this is your chance to be with him!” You nod, “You’re probably right, (Y/F/N), I’m leaving with my man...” You both giggle and chat for a bit...

Sean suddenly comes back out and picks you up excitedly, “You’re coming with me missy!” You giggle, “I’m going with you, but I’ll need to pack some stuff up..”

“We’ll stop by your place, alright? Your friend can come too if she’d like?” He looks to (Y/F/N), “Thank you for the offer, but I got a job to be at, Y/n don’t forget to call your boss, okay?” You nod then hugged, said your goodbyes, you got on the bus with the others and sat next to Sean, then detoured to your house and packed up for the next several months in a large wheeled suitcase, then went on tour with the love of your life, like you were meant to be...

[yuckie-obsessive]

Double Trouble

Uh-oh… been thinking about a double possessive x reader 👀

So been thinking about if you got both of the boys in the same room and they only barely tolerate each other because you’re there. I’ll try to make it gn

Tw: brief talk of Anti’s “neck incident” and swearing

Darkiplier x Reader (gender neutral) x Antisepticeye

Set up: you are just chilling with Anti (just imagine a living room) and Dark arrives because he wants to talk with you about something and Anti gets real defensive and clingy.

~★~

“They aren’t your prisoner, you know. They can talk with whomever they wish,” Dark was already irritated with Anti’s shenanigans.

“Yeah, well you’re in my home, my fucking territory. You don’t have a fucking say here!” Anti was getting angry a lot faster than the other alter- as per usual. Dark sighed, “Does this really need to be an issue every time I wish to see them? They already stay with you, why do you insist on being selfish?”

“Cause I know what’s safe for them, and they don’t need to be around you or any other insane ego in your little group.”

The iplier egos were never all that harmful towards you, though. Only Dark and Wilford ever seemed to have interest, to which Dark would always ward off Wilford’s more… extreme tendencies.

Dark sneered in response, “You know what’s safe? The one who brought a knife to their own neck for entertainment-?”

“THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM!”

Things were growing heated fast. You decided to quietly step away to let them work it out (in their own special way).

“Dollface, hey,” arms wrapped around your torso, making you stop, “where are ya going? I was just messing around…” Anti mumbled as his face brushed up beside yours.

“Just a minor spat is all,” Dark stepped in front of you and took your hand, “takes more than a couple harsh words to send me away.” He placed a soft kiss to your knuckles.

Anti growled and his hold possessively tightened, “would certainly make my life a lot easier… I think they prefer me anyways,” he chuckled a bit and started a trail of kisses along your neck.

Dark’s expression twitched only slightly at this, but remained overall neutral. He brought his free hand to your face and maneuvered yours to rest on his shoulder. “They just need to see what I can offer…” his chest pressed up against yours, now pinning you between the two extremely dangerous beings, “I can entirely rewrite reality at your command.”

His lips connected with yours in a rather soft display of affection, catching you off guard with how gentle he was being. He separated for a breath, “say the word my dear, and I will give you the world.” He captured your lips once again.

Anti huffed. “Darlin’ you already have the world with me,” he whispered into your ear, making you shiver only for Dark to deepen the kiss to bring your attention back to him. “What could he possibly have that I don’t, hm?” Anti placed a small kiss behind your ear.

Dark separated to glare down at him. “Humility and grace certainly comes to mind.”

With that, they were at it again. Attempting to one-up each other for your attention.

You, at their mercy, had one hand clutching at Anti’s arms and the other clawing into Dark’s suit jacket, there was hardly anything you could do to stop them. Your mind, being as flustered as it was, probably wouldn’t let you do much of anything if you could.