HighschoolAU Sean, known as Jack by his Ma, was the new guy in school after moving to America from Ireland. Everyone avoided him, even the teachers kept their distance, claiming he practically radiated trouble. In this town, everything new was seen as something dangerous and threatening. Sean tried to stay away from the others. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to stay. However, when Mark, your average golden boy begins to talk to the green haired teen, completely ignoring the advice of his family and friends, he begins to realize that Jack may not be as bad as all the rumors may lead you to believe. *** Warning: swearing, angst, racist languge and homophobic slurs Slow burn. Completed 30/12/16. Enjoy :)

❝You're gonna spent New Year's Eve with your mother.❝ *** (Teenage Septiplier AU) COMPLETED

~COMPLETED~ ~"The Boy Trap" Book 2~ I had a broken boy in my arms. I only know half of who he truly is, and I need to find out the rest. I need to fix every little problem that he faces. It's my job to fix him. Check out @shimo_spooky_apple! They have made some amazing art for this book, and they deserve all the love they can get :)

~COMPLETED~ Jack has found out Mark's biggest secret. Mark is terrified; his secret is in the hands of his biggest enemy, or rather, his biggest crush. Jack makes an offer. A special favor, and he won't tell the school his secret. Thing is, Mark doesn't know what this favor is going to be. It could be easy, or knowing Jack, it could be a terrifying experience. Mark has one month to decide; risk the favor and no one know his secret, or deny the offer and everyone finds out. Mark is trapped. And it is the biggest boy trap of all time.

Pewds was excited to go to a new camp with his friends, one his parents suggested. His positive attitude keeps him ignorant to the fact that he might have been sent to the wrong camp. Not only the wrong one, but a camp for delinquents. Pewds tries his best to survive the place, but will meeting Cry, the 'baddest of them all' make things worse? Or will it make things just a little more bearable?

"His eyes - oh, God, his eyes - were an entirely different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came to fog up your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river seen running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they tricked you into a strange sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a man could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him." :D Thanks for checking this out! Awesome cover photo by someone who goes by the name Shuploc on Instagram - please feel free to check them out!

✔ - Completed Sean (his friends call him Jack) is behind on his rent. YouTube hasn't been paying as well as he had hoped, and he's been forced to take on a part-time job. He found work at the Other Side Café and Bar, as a waiter. It's usually uneventful, until one day when one particular regular walks into the diner and recognizes Jack. And not just because of his channel. -WARNING- This story contains LGBTQ+ themes and shipping. And also cursing. May contain sexual themes, but nothing graphic. If you aren't a fan of that, kindly continue on your way. (This is a Septiplier fanfiction, obviously.) I guess this is an AU? Idk, it's up to you all to decide.

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What am I doing with my life? I need to get out more. I need to make some friends. God I'm so pale. And my posture is terrible. I should stand up straighter. People would respect me more if I stood up straighter. What am I even talking about? There are no people. There is no one to talk to. This is the apocalypse. I'm dead. No ones gonna respect a dead person. A bullet to the head is probably all I'll get if I try to make friends. And even if they didn't try to shoot me, there is no guarantee I wouldn't eat them. Maybe I'm better off alone. Completely isolated. Forever. I wish I was alive. The living are so lucky. They get to eat and sleep and dream. I get to drag my feet, make groaning noises, and eat people. I'm so lonely. I want to dream. I want to live. I want to love. But no one wants a smelly flesh eating corpse for a boyfriend. I'll never get to sleep or dream or live or love, because that's what the living do. I'll just be stuck in this lifeless body for all eternity. I'd give anything to be alive again. I'd give anything to have love.