Septiplier One-Shots

fire and ice

Ah so someone offered to draw fan art of Piper and Mark and Jack and it's so freaking awesome someone would take time out of their day to such a thing! If you want to submit any fan art you're more than welcome to, but don't feel like you have to, just the thought about it makes me happy!
Fanart submissions:
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I asked my friends for oneshot ideas and mainlyscreaming came up with this at 12 am. We need a life.
-J
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Mark and Jack were currently hugging, kissing, and crying in the middle of the airport. It's been a whole year since they got to see eachother again due to circumstances of them being busy and not going to the same conventions.

They finally released eachother, ready to leave the airport. "Hey jack, take a seat on the front of the bag" Mark pointed to Jack's vertical luggage bag. He gave a weird look but he eventually did sit on there. Mark pulled up the handle and started rolling the bag, causing Jack to fall over on his face. Mark stood there laughing while Jack was on the ground ready to slap Mark. "I fucking hate you"

Mark offers his hand to Jack but the greenhaired man ignores him and gets up on his own. He walks with Mark walking behind him with the luggage. Mark tries to sneak up on him and hold his hand but Jack immediately detached his hand from Mark's and growled at him, crossing his arms over his chest.

"hey, if i take you to this pretty neat cafe, will you not be mad at me anymore?" Mark smiles. "Meh, sure, I probably need a coffee anyways" Jack finally releases his grudge.

Mark and Jack drive for 29 minutes, only to be met by a closed café. "Fuck, it's Easter today, they're all closed" Mark hits the wheel.

"Okay chill, don't you have coffee at your house?" Jack asks. "I don't really know, I think we ran out and even grocery shops are closed today. I'm gonna have to call Ryan and ask him" Mark pulls up his phone.

"You don't have any coffee? BLASPHEMY!" Jack yells putting his arms in the air. "What DO you have at home?" Jack asks. "Champagne, cocaine, gasoline, and most things in between" Jack facepalms at the reference Mark just made. "Just fuckin call him already!"

"Okay he said there's only some for you. Don't worry, I don't really need coffee" Mark's smiles as he starts driving again.

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Mark and Jack enter the house, Chica and Lego jumping onto them. Mark calms them down and takes them outside so that the boys could greet Jack properly.

Warm hugs were had as well as cheeky butt squeezes. Ah, classic Ryan. "Jack and I are gonna go change, we're probably gonna hang out here today" Mark says as he grabs Jack's hand drags him upstairs.

Mark had already carried Jack's bags to his their room as the boys caught up. And by 'their room' it is literally their room. Mark had renovated his own room and upgraded all the furniture for double the people.

"You got a king bed!?" Jack yelled happily as he jumped onto the platform of heavenly foam. "The best for the best" Mark smiles. "That was cheesy but thank you!" Jack says as he gets up and hugs Mark.

"I figured you're gonna come over again and again so I said fuck it, why not? And you're eventually gonna move in, so this is helpful" Mark kisses Jack on the cheek and Jack blushes.

Mark's hand trails down from Jack's waist to his arse, but Jack didn't notice until Mark slapped him across the cheeks and quickly ran outside the room. "Get changed, I'm gonna make coffee!" Mark says as he runs away. "Motherfucker"

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Mark noticed Jack walking towards him as he poured Jack's coffee into a mug Jack bought the last time he was here. It was a customized cup the bought that had him and Mark kissing on it, it was pretty cute.

Mark handed Jack the coffee and held his hand as they both approached the couch with the donuts placed infront of them. Mark plopped down onto the couch and opened his arms for Jack to come cuddle into him. Unfortunately, Chica has woken up and she jumped on Jack from behind, which led to Jack tipping over and spilling his coffee all over Mark's crotch.

"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?" Mark got up and started yelling and flailing his arms and attempting to cool his crotch by fanning it. Didn't really work. "IM SO SORRY" Jack started panicking too, which led to the act of him running towards the freezer and grabbing the tub of ice. He ran back, pulled open Mark's sweats and poured the whole tub into his pants.

"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZ-HUUUUUUUU" Mark started moaning furiously at the contact. It's true, his dick is no longer burning, but it's now a fucking Popsicle. Jack couldn't help but laugh as he spotted Matt and Ryan who were just walking downstairs to this mess, laughing uncontrollably. Ryan looked at Jack and pointed at Mark's crotch, making a grabbing signal.

Jack understood what the man was hinting at and palmed the American's crotch, laughing uncontrollably as he does, tears running down his face and clenching his stomach. Ryan pulled out his phone and started snapchatting.

"AH FUCK, FUCK ME!" Mark continued moaning. "I don't really need to call you sugar daddy, I'll just call you ice daddy from now on"