"I come to the tree almost everyday. I don't care what time or what day it is. The tree is my little home. My getaway source." Rocket Baker. A 23 year old who lives in the shadows of Dublin Ireland. She is not to be known as the most popular girl. Along, she has been abused in her life and the only thing that keeps her happy is sketching. Along, she thinks she finds no friends. Though, a young man at the age of 26 comes. He helps her out and walk in the light of Dublin. Focusing though, Rocket has never been the most happiest person alive. Shy but humble, she needs to see her pathway in a way where she doesn't always have to feel lonely. Here, in "The Tree", you will find it quite warming. No cussing, no sexual scenes, just a small little book. Find Rocket's story in "The Tree".

ㅁ TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUED ㅁ As a fangirl to the level you are; writing a fanfic is a must but you didn't know that your favourite reader was actually him... Jack's POV "Come on Jack! You have to! It's a dare." Mark shouts through Skype. "Do I have to?! Really?" I groan as I look at my other monitor that had the sign up page on it. "Yeah!" Felix laughs. What did I get myself into? "Fine, I'm signing up now" I say as I type my email in. "What's my name going to be?" I ask as I look around the room. "I dunno, maybe fuckface?" Felix smirks causing me to glare at the camera. "How about JseSam?!" Mark exclamations as he points at the Sam plush that's behind me. "Okay" I say wistfully as I type. "You might as well of done the dare" I mumble as I type down my password. "Okay! It's done now what do I have to read?" "A fanfic duh!" Felix laughs. -------------------------------------------------------- This is a mature book meaning that it contains the following: • Cursing • Sexual scenes • Uncomfortable positions in different POV. • Triggering scenes

jack's first love was you

Random Jacksepticeye fluff *COMPLETED*

"'Life is not a video game' 'You have no idea how wrong you are'" Art on Cover by Digital Ryane Media on tumblr #1 fakereality #17 jacksepticeye

"'Didn't Dennis call you Sean?' Don't ever, EVER fucking call me that.'"

"Here, have my sweater." Tears. They ran down my face remembering that gesture of his. Shattered. My heart was in a million pieces. Broken. What I am right now doesn't matter anymore. "Do you dream about me?" Happiness. He 'was' my happiness. Light. I didn't have one til' he came, but now he's gone. Fantasy. Only had one, now it's just a faded image in my head. Everything is killing me right now...especially the thought of him... But... Do I go back to him? ~ ● ~ ● ~ {Originally Published on: 2 | 14 | 17} {Changed to '× Reader' on: 5 | 26 | 17} {DISCONTINUED: 4 | 14 | 19}

A Jacksepticeye x Reader fan fiction. My first story. :D YOU- You're moving to Ireland with you best friend and meet a familiar face on your way! JACK- Mark has finally visited Ireland and I've met the most beautiful person ever. Almost Over...The ending will make you feel some type of way. Sorry in advance. :)

Mark's younger sister moves in with him and starts a new chapter of her life filled with excitement, romance, and adventure. This description is really bad I apologize. Story written in 2016. Minor Edits made in Sept. 2024. #6 in Markiplier [09/28/2019] #3 in jacksepticeyexreader [12/28/2022] #1 3 in jacksepticeyexreader [01/19/2023]

You've been living in Ireland for a while now, almost 3 years, and still haven't met many people there. You were taking a walk to the corner shop down the road when you bump into someone who you know, but he doesn't know you, yet. Things you may want to know: Y/N = your name L/N = last name E/C = eye colour F/C = favourite colour