When you were a kid and you were watching Markiplier and Jacksepticeye all time. But one day you saw a video about Darkiplier and Anti-jacksepticeye. You kept watching them. You were having nightmares. You had the worst weeks in your life. Blood. Terror. Now You live in L.A. One day you met Markiplier, your favorite youtuber. He likes you and You like him. Later you go out with each other. So he became your boyfriend and you two are happy and everything romantic. Then you met with one of his friend, Jacksepticeye and with his girlfriend, Wishu I mean Signe. But suddenly you got kidnapped by two men. When you awake you see two dark people, with red eyes and laughing...with familiar faces and laughs... ( Two things you need to know: You are a girl and MARK IS YOUR BOYFRIEND) ⚠ WARNING : THIS STORY CONTAINS SWEARS AND VIOLENCE! ⚠ Enjoy! Ranks: #60 at Wiishu 2019.06.07. #89 at Antisepticeye 2022.07.19.

Hi guys!!! it's my first time write a story so i hope you enjoy it It's a story about bts v and jin hope u like it

Jin was mistreated his whole life. Harassed, physically and mentally, Jin decided he was done with it all. Brocken and desperate, Jin finally left the hurtful hands of his Uncle after 20 years; now at the age of 24. Jin constantly fights the urge to return to his old habits of self harm and harsh thoughts, at sometimes giving in. Along the lines, Jin finds his truth, his happiness in life. His savior. His angel. WARNING: self harm, trigger warning This story and cover belongs to me, please do not copy. Started: 19 August, 2015 Ended: 25 April, 2016 Edited: ⚪ Mostly Sequel: ✔Yes Other stories by me: Over Love (Sequel to Fighting [TaeJin]) , I Don't Understand [JiHope]

I'm the number one. Everyone knows. Everyone accepts. Everyone agrees. Everyone stays by my side. And everyone... is boring. But if someone go against me, I'll make them regret. Don't get in my way. The first place is mine and only mine. And the number one can only be me.

"Where am I?" A panicked boy was sitting in bed, tied up and blindfolded. He felt the bed sink. "Who are you?" "What do you want?" The figure leant in closer to his ear and whispered. "You." TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains graphic material and contain themes of rape/sexual abuse/non-consensual sex, violence/abuse, and suicide. Please read at your own risk. [IMPORTANT NOTE: WILL BE REWRITING THIS DURING THE SUMMER SO, EXCUSE THE BAD EXECUTION OF SENSITIVE TOPICS, so if you're willing to wait, please hold off on reading this before I've updated it. Thank you 😊] (Will change the story cover as soon as I can, the art is owned by Cynthia Tedy please support them !!) Link to backup copy of story: https://my.w.tt/GRmJ0Uqoi8