Y/N, or you, meet the JACKSEPTICEYE while saving him from your roommate's boyfriend. However, he acts a lot differently than on camera. You notice strange stomach cramps and... his eyes change from blue to pure black. When you find out about his demon, danger plagues your life. Nightmare is out for revenge, and you are directly in the crossfire. Will both of you make it out without being hurt? ( Gender neutral story using they/them. Also: Y/N means your name.) ( COMPLETED.) ( SEQUEL: I DON'T WANT TO BE HURT ) ( ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS ARE MINE FOR THE EXCEPTION OF SEAN [ Of course ] SO PLEASE MESSAGE ME IF YOU WANT TO TAKE MY CHARACTER AND PUT THEM INTO YOUR BOOK. Thank you!)

where mark helps you trigger warning: self-harm, suicide, and suicidal thoughts, depression lower case intended (kind of a drabble and most of the character's ideas/thoughts/actions reflect some of my ideas/thoughts/actions)

Markiplier x Reader My first story so if it sucks im sorry lol

**Notice: this is a rough of the story, it will have mistakes here and there so please don't be alarmed, this is not meant to be a professional or final copy, although it is in the works to be published sometime soon! Thank you!** One year ago, I would have laughed if you told me I would be a survivor in a zombie apocalypse. One week ago, I wouldn't have believed you if you told me I would find someone to confined in. One day ago, I wouldn't believe you if you told me I would've have risked my biggest fear when two people walked into my life. When Mark and Aaron find young Arie in the back of a convenience store, they instantly knew she wasn't someone from the ordinary. It's only took a matter of weeks to become family to the rest of their friends Bob, Wade and Jack. They soon discovered that Arie wasn't going to be a short episode, and they never would have guessed that they promised to protect her with all their will.

You are a youtuder and have side and you meet Thomas Sanders and his sides get along with your sides

it was sunset as you walked through the streets of California, the summer breeze blew lightly as it messed with your short/long h/c hair. you walk past a coffee shop and smell the scents of pumpkin and chocolate. "hmm.." you sighed in delight as you walked through the doors. you walked up to the desk and ordered a (coffee name here c/n/h) that'll be 2.33" the woman said, you reached into your purse and handed her the money. "have a nice day.." she said with a smile. "you too.." you answered shyly as you started to leave, but someone ran into you causing you to drop your coffee.. "oh my god, I'm so sorry miss.." the mans voice said, you looked up and were welcomed by his chocolate brown eyes

This is NOT a smut but if people request I will do one smut bit of it This story contains depression so if you get easily triggers or something on the lines of that DO NOT READ THIS STORY!

You meet Mark (Markiplier) at Vidcon. He sees the bruises on your arms and gives you his phone number. You get friendlier and friendlier as you get to know each other better. Soon you get sick,but Mark is still holding on.

You are sent to live with a friend of your parents named Mark for the whole summer. You totally don't wanna go and you hate it when you get there. Everything is so awkward between you and him. Even though he's 8 years older than you, later you kind of find yourself falling for him...

{COMPLETED} This is my first story, so only constructive criticism, please. Also, there's no smut. Sorry not sorry. I ain't writing that shit. Also also, there's probably gonna be some gore, but that's to be expected. I'll keep the character pretty gender neutral, but I'm personally a demigirl so forgive me if the character seems a bit feminine at times. ◊◊◊ You're a pretty average person. Your parents are divorced, but that's not really unique. You're kinda pessimistic, some venture to call you "depressed" or "emo", but everybody goes through that phase. ◊◊◊ "Can't you just leave me alone for one night?" I snap. His laughs only fuel my rage. "I'm here to help you - Can't you see that?" he soothes. I just glare at him. "Yeah, making me kill a guy and driving me insane is real 'helpful'. Thanks." The demon shakes his head. "You don't understand, yet. I'm freeing you from the prison that is your conscience." "No, thanks. I like not being a sociopath." "Do you?"