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franklyshipping · 7 years ago

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Always Watching ~ A Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

A lovely anon request with our glitchy boi and our man himself markimoo! For context, this is going to run with the theme that Anti and Jack share the same body and “possession” occurs whenever Anti wants to show up. GET READY FOR SOME PLATONIC AWESOMENESS LET’S GO!

Jack grunted and gasped, here we go again. Jack had learnt long ago that just submitting was the safest option for whenever Anti decided to come out and play. Jack shivered, collections of waves made his body spasm and his lips elicit gasps and grunts before he fell to the floor. The body was still…before an echoing giggle emanated from the slumped form and it slowly rose. A maniacal grin, a slit throat, contrasting irises and ruffled hair. Antisepticeye was here, and he was on a mission. Body glitching in unrelenting excitement, he began his search.

Anti wandered through the house aimlessly, but soon stopped in his tracks at the sight of another sat obliviously on the couch….Mark. Anti’s giggle pierced the silent air making Mark jump and look to him, and Anti relished in the look of fear growing in his eyes as he decided to amble over and sink into the space next to him.

‘Hey Mark, how’s it hangin’?’

Mark gulped at Anti’s feral grin, fidgeting with his hands in his lap as his eyes skated over the glitching form before him.

'Fine…I’m fine, things are fine.’

Anti rolled his eyes at the man’s nervous state, especially when his eyes flicked to the large gash adorning his throat.

'Don’t worry, your buddy Jacky is perfectly fine.’

Mark sighed a little in relief, but couldn’t get the nagging fear to quench in his mind…the question of his own safety was still hanging in the air. He took a deep breath as he addressed the demon.

'So um…what are you doing here?’

Anti donned an offended look.

'Am I not allowed to spend time with my favourite gentleman from Cincinnati?’

Anti cackled when Mark’s mouth opened and closed like a goldfish from his confusion and he shoved the man’s shoulder, due to Anti’s relaxed demeanour this meant Mark had started to relax too as a result.

'I’m kidding! You’re on the right track though, I do have a reason for visiting.’

Anti momentarily relished in the rapt attention he drew from Mark before he nonchalantly started inspecting his hands and nails.

'Oh? What reason?’

Anti kept inspecting his hands as Mark spoke hesitantly, Anti sighed with a hint of dejectedness.

'The thing is, I’ve been feeling a bit frustrated lately. You could say I’m in a sort of…'mood’. A mood that I haven’t been able to fix…’

Anti slowly moved his fingers about slowly, curling and uncurling them in the air with an alien delicacy that you may not have expected from the normally haphazard man. Mark’s gaze was flitting between the hypnotising movements of the metatarsals and Anti’s unwavering, stoic expression. After a few moments of silence, Anti’s lips began to quirk into a small grin as he turned to Mark who eyed him nervously.

'But then I realised…that you can help me with my little problem.’

Mark gulped and gasped a little, questions immediately flooding his mind.

'Me? How could I help?’

Anti giggled and clapped his hands suddenly, straightening up and facing Mark fully which only heightened Mark’s nerves.

'I am so glad you asked!’

Internally Anti was leaping for joy but he held it back, although he couldn’t stop his fingers twitching impatiently.

'All you’ve gotta do, is lie back…and raise your arms.’

Mark was…confused. Very confused. The height of confused. He tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows…surely it couldn’t be something so simple and easy.

'Is that it?’

Anti repressed a snicker as he nodded and Mark thought to himself. He frowned, he grimaced, but soon he sighed resignedly. What the hell, if Anti had really wanted to cause him any sort of pain then he wouldn’t have waited this long.

'Uh…alright then.’

Anti grinned and stood up, shuffling from foot to foot as Mark lay tentatively across the couch and slowly but surely raised his arms above his head. Anti took a moment to admire the scene before planting himself on top of Mark’s shins, fixing him with a wide smile.

'Perfect…now, all you gotta do is keep those arms up okay?’

Mark nodded, but he was still utterly confused.

'Okay…what will you be doing?’

Anti grinned as he fingers twitched for the last time…before they suddenly shot forth to scribble over Mark’s tummy.

'Well I’ll be tickling you into oblivion of course!’

Mark’s eyes widened as he fell into a fit of squeaky cackling, a wave of terror passing through his as he realised how he’d fucked himself over.

'WHAT? Wahahahait nohohohoho!’

Mark went to let his arms slam down to his sides, but Anti caught his eye and fixed him with an intimidating stare.

'Ah ah ah….you agreed to this remember? If I were you I wouldn’t break a deal with me…’

Mark shuddered as Anti’s eyes glittered with beautiful mischief, he gulped before returning his arms to their original position. Anti grinned and cocked his head at his victim.

'Now then where was I? Oh yeah!’

Anti suddenly dug into Mark’s abdominals making said man screech and fall into bubbly laughter, twisting and turning in vain as Anti giggled amusedly.

'Whyhy ahahahare yohohou dohoing thihihis?!’

Mark squirmed as he grinned widely in his mirth filled confusion, whilst Anti dug into his sides with a light sigh making him cry out.

'I told you why! I’m frustrated so I need to make someone hysterical to help me calm down, duh!’

Mark wailed and cackled, his biceps aching from the effort he was putting into keeping them up. Mark figured that he could get through this though, it wasn’t like Anti knew any of his major bad spots so…maybe he could just hold out? Mark had squeezed his eyes shut by this point, and therefore hadn’t seen the wild smirk stretch across Anti’s lips as he wiggled a single finger…and let it dive into his navel.

'AHHHH! AHAHAHANTIHIHI NAHAHAHAHAHA!’

Mark was bugged eyed as he squealed and descended into harsh belly laughter as Anti’s single finger swirled and scratched and wiggled with an enthusiastic relentlessness.

'Ahh yes bad spot number one! Tickle tickle Markimoo!’

Mark sputtered and blushed at Anti’s teasing, his words somehow making the entire ordeal worse as electrical bolts shot through from the bundle of nerves residing in his navel. But…how could Anti have known? And if he knew about this spot then did that mean…oh no, oh god no.

'PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!’

Anti raised an eyebrow as he let his fingertip circle his belly button teasingly, smirking at the random jumps and bucks Mark’s body elicited.

'Awwww does someone have a ticklish tummy button? How adooorable!’

Mark whimpered and giggled as Anti circled the area, his taunting smirk took up Mark’s vision as he relished in the man’s nervous and jittery demeanour.

'Sh-shuhuhut uhup ahasshohole!’

Anti stopped his tracing, fixing Mark with an amused yet firm stare which made Mark shudder as his face fell.

'Asshole? Now that wasn’t very nice was it?’

Anti paused as Mark trembled and skated his gaze over him, in a vain attempt to read him and anticipate his movements. Anti meanwhile narrowed his eyes evilly as he raised his hands and moved them behind him so he could rest them on Mark’s thighs. Mark’s eyes widened.

'Nohnono wait WAIT I didn’t mean it!’

Anti grinned and stuck his tongue out through his teeth childishly, his high pitched cackles filling the room as he spoke.

'Mmmmm…TOO LATE!’

Anti immediately set his hands to work, pinching and squeezing the tense muscles with curious abandonment.

'AH FUHUCK!! NAHAT THEHERE!! PLEHEHEASE NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!!’

Mark unleashed a plethora of intense snorts and deep, rich cackles as he thrashed an writhed under Anti’s malevolent touch. Anti meanwhile was giggling along with him, he hadn’t anticipated Mark’s reactions to be so amusing.

'Oho my god you sound like fucking piglet!’

'FUHUHUHUHUCK YOHOHOHOU!!’

Mark’s cheeks were crimson as Anti smirked and worked his way to the back of his thighs so he could scratch and scribble over the sensitive flesh, Mark could feel tears threatening to fall from the corners of his eyes now as his lungs began to strain.

'PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! I CAHAHAHAHAN’T!!’

Anti sniggered at his gentle incoherence as he let his fingers withdraw gradually, not without sparing a few spontaneous pinches to the two ticklish muscles.

'Wow you really ARE susceptible to this! And we still have one special spot left to go…’

Mark’s flush immediately died down in favour of an intense pale shade as Anti’s eyes fixed on his underarms, his fists and biceps clenched and tensed subconsciously. Mark stammered out whilst he still had the time to use his voice properly.

'I-I don’t understand, how do you…how do you know?’

Anti grinned, playing with the hem of Mark’s shirt as he spoke.

'There aren’t many perks to not having your own body, but one advantage is observation. Knowledge. I know…everything, that Jack knows.’

A wave of realisation passed through Mark, he and Jack were good friends and therefore knew a hell of a lot about one another. Particularly one another’s weak spots…Mark’s eyes widened in a terror.

'Oh god…’

'Ahand the penny finally drops.’

Anti’s rapid giggling filled the room as his eyes glittered, getting a wave of euphoria at the realisation and the panic in Mark’s eyes. Now Mark knew what was coming for him. Anti’s fingertips suddenly reappeared at Mark’s sides, tracing delicate shapes and patterns as Anti worked his way up Mark’s torso. Slowly.

'Yohohou dohohohon’t hahave to dohoho thihihis!!!’

Mark giggled frantically as Anti’s fingers walked and pinched on their journey, all the while their owner was watching with an uncontainable excitement.

'I know, but the thing is…I want to.’

Mark whimpered as he grinned nervously, until a sudden strangled noise flew from his throat as Anti’s fingers merely rested in the hollows of his underarms.

'ARG-! SHIT!’

Anti jumped and chuckled in a low tone, cocking his head and immediately starting to scratch in the sensitive areas experimentally.

'Uh oh, looks like someone’s in quite the ticklish situation!’

Mark absolutely howled with laughter, just at the light touch alone there were tears dripping down his cheeks as he fell into quick hysterics.

'AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FAHAHAHAHAHAHACK!!!’

Anti was in complete awe, he couldn’t believe someone could be so ticklish and fro such light contact too! He hardened his touch and relished in Mark’s legitimate screams, he sighed; today was a very good day.

'Tickle tickle tickle! Oh I’m definitely going to be paying you more visits, this is too perfect!’

Mark screeched and writhed, he couldn’t take it anymore.

'STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!’

Anti grinned gently as Mark’s arms slammed down over his hands, so he graciously stopped the movements of his metatarsals to let the poor man catch his breath; Mark was still giggling heavily though, which amused Anti greatly.

'Jeez I stopped, you can calm down whenever you like ya know!’

Mark blushed gently as he looked up at Anti with a pitiful, pleading expression.

'Yohour fihihingers ahare stihill there!’

Anti snickered and rolled his eyes, looking back to where his hands were being pinned by Mark’s intense biceps.

'I’m aware of that! You’re the one trapping them!’

Mark giggled and looked to Anti tentatively, he hesitated. What if this was a trap? Anti sighed and wiggled his fingers a little, making Mark yelp with a fearful expression.

'C'mon I’ve tortured ya enough, for today at least.’

Mark shuddered as he raised his arms fractionally, allowing Anti to remove his hands after which Mark went to immediately hug his torso protectively. Anti meanwhile had shuffled off him and started walking away, and was therefore immensely surprised when Mark suddenly piped up.

'When do you plan on coming back?’

Anti paused, and turned to him slowly with an absent look. He smiled gently at the lightly curious man, speaking slowly and carefully.

'I don’t know yet. But remember Mark…I’m ALWAYS watching.’

Anti giggled as Mark let out a final nervous shudder before the glitching gentleman sauntered away, leaving Mark thinking. Even when Jack was here…it by no means meant that Anti wasn’t watching. Always.

WHOOOHOOOO GLITCH BITCH AWAAAY!! Tell me if u like and stuff and yup, luv yous xx

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