**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me. Jeff. I don't really know why I decided to visit. It just felt like something I needed to do. "Uhm, I just . . . Wanted to say thank you. For your amazing daughter. You know, I only met you once but you never said anything bad about me or told Jamie she should leave me. You always convinced her to give me another chance. I never realized how much I actually owe to you. But, it's too late now. The only thing I can do now is keep my promise. I'll take good care of Jamie. I love her. She means everything to me. "Thank you." With that, I get up and leave. ~*~*~

You are just an average teenage girl raging over youtubers and your favorite is of course Markiplier. He makes you feel okay and he lets you escape reality, but of course reality sets in sometime. Your parents are divorced, you have anxiety, your a sophomore in high school, and you are considered weird in your school. Reality is hard for you and you use YouTube to escape. Your dream is to meet Mark but it's hard to do when you live in Georgia, and he lives in Ohio. Your lost and need comfort and you need a miracle to come true.

I Need A New Phone 'Cos Jeff the Dick Broke It. Now I Can't Use Tumblr Anymore. (Also My Wi-Fi Went Out.) Camryn Reynolds is that one girl who never puts down her phone. It's like her life. She's a Tumblr girl and is very passionate about it. She's weird, awkward and hangs out with people just as weird. But, of course, rumor spreads of the notorious Jeff the Killer and she's immediately intrigued. Little did she know that the smiling killer is actually real. She realizes this when she comes face-to-face with the man. Unfortunately, he breaks her phone which nobody on this Earth should ever, EVER do. So Jeff is forced to be her slave as payment/punishment for breaking her precious phone, Richard. Yes, its name is Richard. Can Jeff repay his seemingly endless debt or will he stay Camryn's man-servant...FOREVER?! He probably won't repay his debt. Yeah, he definitely won't. This is something Jeff never expected: to be enslaved by an introvert who could care less that all of the CreepyPastas she reads are real. [WARNING: LOTS OF STUPID]

SIE SIND DAS ESSEN UND WIR SIND DIE JAEGER!!! You knew what this was. It had to happen. It's happening. Let the stupidity begin!!! Let's go kill some Titans- TITAN DAMMIT EREN

**PREQUEL TO THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I'm not your average guy. Besides the outrageously weird name of Falin and the fact that my hair is whiter than Slenderman's face, I must be sure to mention that I live the killer's life. I must also say that it's simply. . . the best. Just going around, killing. Torturing. I couldn't have asked for a better life. Not to mention the fact that I get to hang out with the craziest psychos in the world. Score one for me! Two if you want to count the fact that I'm the proxy of none other than Slenderman himself. As a matter of fact, you might have heard of my crazy psycho friends from that one website, Creepypasta, I think it was called. You know, the people who go by the name of Eyeless Jack, Slenderman, Laughing Jack, Hoodie, Masky, etc. Recently, we've gotten a new addition. You might have heard of him too. His name is Jeff the Killer.

You are a 22 year old girl and is a proud writer. Your life is pretty normal, or at least to you, untill one day when you meet a certain Iplier.

Kaichou wa maid sama with a twist

"Where the senses fail us, reason must step in"- Galileo Galilei "I can't get away from it now, I'm trapped," I said, pausing for a moment to carefully pick out my words. "And... I... I don't think I want to escape." The psychologist took a moment of silence, shifting his glance from you to the paper on his desk. He lightly took a breath, as to not dishearten me, but I knew. "Alex," he returned his gaze to me, "are you sure? You are an independent woman, and... even though your mother and I are very worried for you, you are entitled to do as you wish." He paused, folding his hands in front on him on the desk, "But as soon as things turn... sour, we can not continue this." "I understand," I say with as much seriousness as I can muster. I stand and grab my bag, heading for the door. "Same time next week?" He asks, shifting in his chair behind me. "Yeah," I say, twisting the doorknob and facing him, "and... thank you, for worrying about me, cousin."

Friendships ended, job opportunities didn't pan out, relationships came to a halt. This was your life, 20, unemployed, with just enough money to start anew. Why did you decide to move? A change of scenery. But why Cincinnati, OH? It just felt right... Or was it because of him? Markiplier. As you continue your life in a new direction, the doors in front and behind you open, your past creeping ever closer to resurfacing. What would you do if your were a step away from the door that held something you wanted so much just behind it? What would you be willing to go through to save not only yourself, but someone you hold dear? At what risks? And at what cost? This is my first fanfiction, so excuse the way I write. Since this is xReader, I tried to stay away from special features to make the read more enjoyable for all. I welcome any constructive criticism! Best regards. BellemueCat93

Jack comes over to LA to spend a day or two with Markiplier before, and while, PAX comes around. They become closer as they make a collab and share the PAX experience; all the while Mark has to work on seducing Sean before he goes back home. Sequel: My Everything - DiamondWinters https://www.wattpad.com/story/87163093-my-everything-septiplier-story P.S: Don't read this. The end sucks. I am sorry everyone.