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Jacksepticeye x Reader - Sleep Deprived

Request: Anon;  20 with Jacksepticeye? Cuz, you know, he never sleeps. Choose whatever setting you see fit, probably somewhere inside. Thanks for looking at this and if you could make the reader gender netural/nonbinary that'd be great!

Here ya go! This is very relatable to me, except without the partner....

Anyway, Hope you enjoy!

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@thecinnabitch @dontcallmecedge @fanderrawr

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It’s late at night, late enough to be early morning, when I open the door to Sean’s recording studio.

Sure enough he’s there, eyes glued to his computer’s screen. Dark bags adorn his eyes, clearly stating his recent lack of sleep.

I enter the room, my own tiredness showing in my slow and lazy steps.

“Sean?” I quietly call out to him. The only evidence of his acknowledgement of me is the slight tilt of is head. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” His voice is raspy and fatigued. He finally removes his attention from the computer and sets his gaze on me. His blue eyes stare at mine with exhaustion. “What makes you ask that?”

I stand next to him, placing one hand on his chair and threading the other through his hair, smiling when he leans into my hand.

“You’ve been really stressed lately and I haven’t seen you come out of this room in the past couple of days. I’m just worrying about you, that’s all.” By the time I finish talking, I notice that he’s heavily leaning on my hand, like his head has become to heavy for him to support.

I look towards his desk, finding many empty cups littered on his desk. I sigh and kneel down, cupping his face with my hands, caressing my thumbs across his temple.

“How long has it been since you’ve slept?”

Sean simply stares at me, his tired gaze boring through my own. It takes him a full thirty seconds to answer me.

“I don’t know. ‘Bout two days ago? Maybe even three?” He slurs his words together, almost making it impossible to understand him.

I sigh and shake my head in disappointment. “Sean, you need to sleep.”

“But I need to finish editing.” He protests and averts his gaze towards the computer.

I direct his gaze back towards me and press my forehead onto his. “Sleep is more important right now.”

“But-“ I cut him off before he can start his argument.

“Sleep. I’m certain the fans wouldn’t mind you sleeping in for one whole day.”

Sean stares at me thoughtfully, I can practically see arguments form in his head, but they quickly disappear behind his tired gaze. He groans long and low, head heavily leaning into me.

“Fine.” I barely hear him mumble, but smiling when I do.

I stand up, slowly guiding Sean up with me, and head towards the door. Our hands linked together.

We walk the few metres down the corridor and enter the dark room.

Before I can fully pull back the bed covers, Sean falls into me causing me to crash into the bed with him above me. I laugh at his action, letting him wrap his arms around me and bury his nose into my neck.

I bring the covers completely out from underneath us and pull it up to Sean’s shoulders. I then wrap my own arms around him, threading my fingers through his hair.

I smile at the quiet snores that soon escapes from him. I press a kiss on his forehead, before closing my eyes and succumbing to my own exhaustion.

[sleepychai-fics]

Jack x Reader x Marvin - Human Pillow

Request: Anon; Jack and Marvin #5

Dialogue Prompt #5: “You’re comfy.”

Wasn’t sure if you wanted a full three-way committed relationship so i had to improvise

what i meant by scenario on the Dialogue Prompts Request post, i meant if there was any thing that you wanted in particular. 

I’ll be sure to fix that up and make it more clear the next time i do prompts

i really like doing prompts

anyway here it is and I hope you enjoy!

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It’s a regular thing for me to do. Stay over at the Septic house and chill with the ego’s. If I’m not there, I’ll almost always be at Sean’s house.

Another regular thing to do is lay on the carpeted floor and have Marvin snuggled into my lap. He’s grown a close bond with me (I pretty much call him my second boyfriend) and likes to use me as a pillow. Not that I’m complaining. I mean, who wouldn’t be exhausted after using your energy on magic spells?

I enjoy it as well. It’s comforting and nice to relax with someone nearby. Especially if I have a special bond with that someone.

I flick my gaze from the magician to the TV, one of Sean’s videos playing on the screen. I lost interest in it a while ago, not saying I don’t lose interest in his videos all together, I just happened to be in the room when he was recording this one.

I close my eyes and let my head fall back on the carpet, ready to accept the awaiting slumber creeping on me.

“You know we have a spare bed for you, right?”

I open my eyes and stare up into the ones of my boyfriend.

Sean stares at me with his own tired expression. His hands are loosely tucked in his sweatpants’ pockets.

I smile at him and lay a hand on Marvin’s head, who seems to relax more with the touch.

“I know. But 1; I have a very sleepy magician laying on my lap and 2; I can’t be bothered to get up.”

Sean puffs out a chuckle. “Well it doesn’t exactly look comfortable.”

“You’d be surprised at how comfortable this carpet actually is.” I comment. I reach up to him with my free hand. “Want to join us?”

Sean looks at me for a few seconds as if questioning himself. He shrugs his shoulders and steps over me before sitting down beside me. He turns around, having his back to me before laying down and laying his head on my stomach.

The slight body shift causes Marvin stir. I thread my fingers through his hair and gently trace them along his scalp. He groans and shifts a little bit, laying his arm across my legs.

Once Sean settles in comfortably, I lay my free hand on his head.

Sean let’s out a long sigh. “You’re comfy.” He mumbles.

“Now you can understand why I use them as a pillow all the time.” Marvin comments in a sleepy haze.

I can’t help but bark out a laugh. Sean chuckles along with me and turns his head towards Marvin.

“Yeah. We are definitely using this pillow more.”

I gasp in mock horror. “Wow! I just got downgraded to an inanimate object! I don’t feel loved anymore.”

“Nooo!” They both groan in protest and wrap their arms around me, nuzzling their faces into me.

“You’re our human cuddle-bear!” Marvin cries out from my lap.

I snort and throw my head back in laughter.

“You’re our snuggle buddy.” Sean adds.

I pat and brush their hair with my fingers. I let my head rest on the floor, eyes staring up at the ceiling.

“I love you guys.” I say in the growing silence.

“We love you too.” They say in unison.

I sigh in content and let my hands lay still atop their heads. It doesn’t take long for sleep to approach so I close my eyes and let my consciousness dip into the darkness.

Dreams came easy to me, especially with the two men snuggled into me. They are immediately filled with joy and freedom with Sean and Marvin always there waiting for me, leading me into a stress-free world.

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Jacksepticeye x Introverted!Reader - Master of Accented Puns

Request: Anon; Jacksepticeye X Introverted reader who's really good at copying accents and loves puns.

I think i did it how you wanted??????????

if anyone is offended by any jokes in here please tell me and inform me which ones offend you and i will fix it asap this is not intended to hurt anyone

its sad how i had to look up all the jokes for this fic

i cant do puns

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“Oh god dammit Mark! You messed me up!” Sean yells, throwing a pillow at Mark who swipes it away before it makes contact.

We were visiting Mark and Amy while we were in their town for the tour and we were currently all spread out through the lounge room. Pizza boxes covered the lounge room table, bottles of drinks and wrappers of random foods littered across the area.

Mark and Amy and taken up the couch, sitting opposite sides but with their feet stretched towards each other. Sean was sitting on the floor with me snuggled against his chest between his outstretched legs. Two blankets were covering us. I had my phone in hand, not really paying attention to the game being played.

The game in question was a ‘who can think of the most jokes’ game. I would’ve participated but being an introvert doesn’t help.

“Ok ok, how about we try something different.” Amy suggests, I look up from my phone, raising my eyebrows at her in question.

“Like what?” Sean replies.

“We choose random countries from the world and do puns off of that.”

“Yes!” Mark shouts in agreeance. “That’s a challenge I’m up for.”

“I can do that.” Sean adds.

I return my attention to my phone, mindlessly scrolling through Tumblr.

“Let’s start off with Ireland.” Amy announces.

“Man, the jokes in Ireland are wee.” Mark says, earning a confused glance from Amy and Sean.

“That…”

“I know, that was bad.” Mark cuts off Sean, shaking his head down in shame. “Your turn Sean.”

“There’s another name for the ice bucket challenge in Ireland. It’s called leavin the house.” That earned a good chuckle from the two and a smile from me.

“Ooh that was a good one. You think you can beat that one Amy?” Mark looks over to Amy.

“A seven course meal in Ireland is a six pack and a potato.”

Mark and Sean laugh and nod their heads.

“It’s funny ‘cause it’s true.” Sean replies, recovering from his laughter. “So who wins?”

“Whoever made the other’s Dublin in laughter.” I think with an Irish accent in my head. It goes quiet for a bit before everyone explodes into laughter. I continue scrolling on my phone, paying no mind to the others until Sean’s hand caresses mine.

I look at Sean as he leans his head on my shoulder. “I fuckin’ love your accent!” He says as he kisses my cheek.

My eyes widen. “W-Wait, I-I said that ou-out loud?!”

Sean nods. “It was fuckin’ amazing.” He places another kiss on my cheek and leans away.

“Ok that round goes to (Y/n).” Amy says, wiping her eye. “Next country, Italy.”

“Ooh. I have a good one. The movie Alien, is Italien.” Mark says. We all chuckle lightly.

“Mark, you need to stop now.” Amy says. “Your jokes are out of thyme.”

I snort and lean forward in laugher. Sean chokes on his laugh.

“Well, it’s sad to say that an Italian person has pasta way today.” I quietly say in an Italian accent.  Sean cough violently and laughs, waving away his hand.

“I’m done, that round goes to (Y/n).” Sean dismisses his turn.

Amy and Mark nod in agreeance.

“Your accents are amazing.” Mark compliments.

“Ok, (Y/n). See if you can think of something for China.” Amy says, staring at me with a smile.

I look away in brief thought before smirking and putting on a Chinese accent. “Don’t put me on the spot. Dim sum lights will you for me?”

Mark applauds me, chuckling while Amy giggles. Sean loses it and rolls back in laughter, causing me to drop down with him, feeling his chest bounce with laughter.

“Japan!” Amy yells, still laughing.

I go into a Japanese accent. “Miso hot!” I gain enough confidence to shout it.

Sean goes silent, wheezing through his opened mouth. I explode into laughter along with Mark and Amy, tear pricking my eyes.

“Ok…last one….” Amy slowly but eventually recovers. “Jamaica.”

I think for a bit before gasping and going into a British accent. “I want some beer can in the mornin’”

Sean pushes me off lightly. I immediately jump off of him and stare as he rolls onto all fours and coughs violently. I crawl over to him and pat his back.

“Are you ok Sean?” I ask, concern lacing my voice.

“I think you killed him.” Mark says, roaring in laughter. “I think you killed all of us.”

“You’re the champion. No objections.” Amy manages to say through her laugh.

Sean eventually recovers in a few minutes, plopping himself onto me, causing me to hit the ground.

“I love you so fucking much.” He says, tears streaming down his face and a big smile plastered on his face.

I smile, red shining on my features. I quickly peck his forehead and snuggle into him, laughing with the others.