The first time was a mistake; Jack swears by it: It was a convention. They were drunk. Jack and his girlfriend were fighting. Mark just looked so good with his new haircut. It was just a one time thing: Jack loves his girlfriend. Mark is his best friend. Conventions are for fans. But then why can't Jack stop thinking about it? Maybe it will be just a two time thing. Completed! In the process of being edited! Sequel now on my profile! Cover by livvydavis

[COMPLETED] What began as a trip to the bar to drink away problems became a one night stand. When Mark woke up with a strange green haired man next to him, he was more than a little freaked out. But, with that one night stand, Mark was able to feel better with this stranger and open up about his dark past to him. Could he fall in love with someone who was a simple one night stand? Cover made by @StayClassyCastiel <3 TRIGGERS: PROFANITIES AND CURSING ABUSE SELF-HARM

Mark is a lonely young man working as a suicide hotline dispatcher. Jack is an emotionally damaged teenager working at a local café. When their paths finally cross and friendship turns into romance, what could possibly go wrong? • Septiplier • Implied PewDieCry • • WARNING • Self-Harm, Alcohol use, Drug use, Abuse, Bullying, Smut •

-An instructional manual that explains the most imperative steps to cuddling in a leather jacket.- Jack is an adorable, pastel boy who lives in a pretend world of perfection and innocence. But he's had a past of horrible relationships and now lives with a marijuana-smoking man-whore named Felix. Jack is living under horrible circumstances, but Felix keeps the wool pulled over his eyes with promises of protection from others. Mark lives in a frat house with some of the most intimidating guys on campus, but in reality, they're all goofy gamer guys that just so happen to love heavy metal and piercings. Jack and Mark met one day in July during a heavy metal concert; not under the best circumstances, but it sends them both into a spell of quixotry that will last for the rest of their lives. (WARNING - this book discusses sensitive topics such as: Physical abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, substance abuse (drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes), severe anxiety, obsessive compulsive disorder, and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.)

This story is semi-canonical! Imagine today's world, but where everyone has superpowers - all the rest of the facts are the same. Enjoy! ----- In a world filled with superheroes, what little Sean can do just seems... useless. He's rejected from everything, everyone looks down on him. There just doesn't seem to be a place where he fits in. But when he finds Sector Eight, an elite school for the heroes with the best powers who hide in plain site on a website where they are guaranteed success, despite the fact that he is so useless, he can't help but feel like he belongs, like he's finally part of something. Maybe it's possible for him to find a true home that accepts him, but he'll need a little help to believe it... To the world, you are one person. To one person, you are the world. ----- BOOK 1 OF THE 'SECTOR EIGHT' BOOK SERIES

Shit can get complicated in life. Especially between friends, or even best friends. And it all usually tends to happen when someone goes and makes a bad decision, and that said decision only leads to a long chain of misfortune. Mark and Jack have been friends for a good two years since meeting each other through YouTube. Each of them have beautiful girlfriends - at least, until one of them suffer through a bad breakup that is, and decide to go to the other person for... Advice.

Jack had watched Mark on YouTube. After a while he decided to make a kik account. There he send a text to Mark. Little did Jack know that text would be the beginning of something big... //Edited// //Best rank: #82 fanfiction// //Finished 23/12-2016// //Sequel: The ship has sailed// [Note: this is a fanfiction. Therefore, the characters are based off of real people. My intention was never to upset anyone, and I'm sorry if that's the case. Septiplier is not real. This is not real.]

Septiplier fanfic. What started out as a fun little joke slowly became serious. Find out what happens with these highly shipped nerds!

"You're so cute! What is your name?!" "Um, who the hell are you?" A Septiplier fanfic. Started: June 11, 2016 Finished: Sep. 5, 2016

Mark always knew who he could trust with all his secrets, who would walk with him, and who was out to get him. Being able to read minds had it perks but overall, it kind of sucked. Just having those constant voices in your head, yelling, whispering, just talking. It drove him mad. Mark was still an optimist, no matter what life threw at him. The red-haired kid that you would either see with a smile or a look of impatience, who stayed behind in empty classrooms for three minutes and only having two more minutes to run across the school the next classroom. That was Mark Fischbach, the one not many knew. Jack never knew who he could trust, who he could complain to, who to confine to without being betrayed. He didn't know why he couldn't trust people, he just had trust issues. He was an optimist, though even an optimist had something to complain about so they could remain optimistic. Not wanting to plague others with his deepest secrets that they had to keep or with his flurry of complaints that he had about life. He was the green-haired kid you could always hang out with, the kid that you could ask for help and he would always come through, the kid with the big toothy grin that everyone loved. That was the Sean McLoughlin that everyone knew. Jack didn't know a lot about his life. Who he could trust? Who he could be actual friends with? Who was out to get him? Who actually hated that giant grin on his face and wanted to wipe it clean? Who is the red-haired kid that looks like he's about to explode in the back of the classroom? Why does he want to help Jack? Why does he know that Jack needs help the first place? The Cotton Candy haired boys; Green and red acting as a beacon of that everyone's eyes are drawn to. The Candy Floss haired boys; Red and green catching the attention of passersby no matter the case. The Candy Haired Boys that needed to live for once instead of hiding from the possiblilities in life.