paint my world
you're the color of everything that's ever meant anything
the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying
"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 o...
Markimoo: So I heard you and Felix live very close to each other Jackaboy: Yeah. I heard that he is your best friend Markimoo: Yeah. I heard that you're hot Jackaboy: ... Really?! From who?! Markimoo: No one. I can just sense it tho A texting story with Jack and Mark
Once upon a time, Mark anonymously messaged Jack on kik. Jack was confused, worried, and downright terrified at first, but once he realized it was just a "secret admirer," he was calm, and eventually began to fall in love, until he found out who this mystery person was. //highest rankings: #64 in fanfiction #1 in sept...
Mark and Jack had just met, they knew about their split personalities, but never realised they would get in the way of a friendship made of gods.