---- Mark's point of view ----
I was sat at my desk, editing the most recent 'subnautica' video. Just as I saved my work so far i noticed familiar handwriting on my left thumb, "Be my canvas?" it read. I replied quickly, the anticipation of the beautiful work that was about to appear on my skin overcame me and i started jumping in my chair. However all this ended when i saw the ink appear, peaking from the cuff of my hoodie. I rolled my sleeves up and watched swirling patterns appear on my arm. the blues and purples all swirled and blended perfectly, i was in awe, so much in fact i didn't take note of the time.
ding! my phone distracted me from the van gough shit going on. I picked my phone up and read the message.
"Hey man where are you??" - Jack
Glancing at my watch i noticed I was late picking up Jack from the airport, pulling my sleeve down i threw on some pants and practically threw myself outside and into my car.
"Shit, shit, shit ,shit, SHIT" I shouted as I drove to the airport.
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hey guys, I'm sorry that i can't write large chapters to save my life... please don't kill me. if its not too much trouble can i get some tips / feedback on my writing?
thanks for reading! byeee
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Sketch ( Markiplier x Reader )
FanfictionA solemate AU where when you write on yourself it shows up identical on the other participant. yo this is my first fan fiction so, its probably filled with errors aha... sorry? anyway its good trust me my friend said... I'm a loser by the way. (mark...
