Just a Septiplier story, I guess! :D

Currently: 42,000+ words Status: Ongoing series Jack didn't ask to move thousands of miles away from home in Ireland, moreover he didn't ask to move to a kingdom that had more problems than it had benefits. Except for his few friends that provided him with a place to stay, he hardly knew anyone or anything that this foreign place had to offer him. Well, he had to admit he was at least somewhat grateful for his job though. Mucking the stables under the King himself wasn't that bad, it could be worse; he didn't mind being outdoors all hours of the day and the pay wasn't half bad...but the package that seems to ride along the tail end has really started to become a nuisance. Mark didn't ask to be born a prince, especially one that was forbidden to step foot outside the castle else he'd disgrace his family. From what? He wasn't sure, but his Mother enforced the rule harshly upon him nonetheless. As he's pushed towards a life he doesn't want, holed up in the prison of a castle with no friends, he'd come to accept that he would never live a normal life. To ease his mind on lonely days, Mark often visited the stables with a bit of help from some sympathetic guards. The old keeper there was kind to him, as were the workers; he found the place to be his little form of temporary escape. But, on one fateful day he's introduced to a new worker. He is rude and bitter and talks to Mark as if he's held a lifelong grudge against him, but Mark can't help but find the Irishman the slightest bit intriguing. There's something about him. As the two slowly begin to get closer, Mark begins to realize that the stable boy isn't really the rude asshole he plays to be. In all, he's just an undeniable idiot... ...An idiot who might just steal his heart.

My name isn't Jacqueline, it's Jack. And I am a boy. Jack McLoughlin is a transgender 17-year-old in his Junior year at a new highschool. He's living alone in a small apartment and works every day at the Starbucks down the street. He's short and insecure, but has a passion for art. But he finds another love of his after he bumps into a tall boy in the hallway.

"Jack, what word would you use to describe our relationship?" Jack paused, thinking about his misfortunate life prior to the happy accident of meeting Mark. A grin spread across his face as he found the perfect word. "Serendipity."

~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 :)

"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!

Jack is in a heavy metal band in high school, but nobody knows their band. When they do their first performance only one person showed up. Little did they know that one person would be the start of their entire career. Mark helps their band become famous, and a relationship blossoms between Mark and Jack. But what happens when fame takes a toll on Jack?

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 always call me pretty and it makes me angry because i like when you call me pretty, but you shouldn't be calling me pretty, and i think there's a part of you that knows you shouldn't" "i'm sorry" "it's okay-" "no I mean i'm sorry you feel that way, if i see something pretty, or see something that i like, i'm going to acknowledge that, because beautiful things deserve to know they're beautiful, i couldn't care less what gender you are, you're fucking stunning, and i hope there's a part of you that knows i'm right" [a story in which an egocentric irish boy named jack always thought he was straight until this sanguine and facetious boy from his schools basketball team suddenly obtained the confidence to tell him he was really pretty]

"superman's greatest weakness wasn't kryptonite, no no, "his greatest weakness was Lois" \[*,.,*]/ <[•_•]> [ •}/ [*~*] -(^o^)-/ [the simplest story of a small adorable boy named jack with a spooky and scary past meeting a really hot and spunky boy named mark who helps him deal with the bad thoughts that are in his head; aka his own little superman]