"Dark! Dark, open the door! You guys have to help me with them!" I yelled, pounding at the door. "The famous 'Markiplier' can't even handle a few babies?!" Dark called back, clearly frustrated. "There's nine of them! And there's a ton of you! Please, I'm begging you, I'll do anything!" I said finally, frowning at my own move. A split second later, the door opened, and Dark raised an eyebrow, grinning at wicked grin, "Anything, you say?" -_-_-_-_-_- <I fixed all Seàn mistakes to Seán, please stop spamming me about that, I have it handled> (COMPLETED) ((All character rights belong to Jacksepticeye, Seán William Mcloughlin, and Markiplier, Mark Edward Fischbach, and I do not own characters they have specifically trademarked as theirs, as canon, and only own false characters made for this fanfiction, which is not canon)) (Fanart on cover is NOT mine! Credit to owner!)

Mostly Jacksepticeye and Markiplier Ego one shots. You're free to send in some prompt requests!

one shots of the septic egos, fluff angst ships.

Oneshots with Markiplier and Crankgameplays. Leave comments on story Ideas that you would like. :) I wrote this back in 2017 and I realize how messed up it is to ship two living people together. I'm not going to take down the book because I know people have made friends with each other through it but I will continue to not write for it.

Well this is gonna be a really weird story and I have no idea if it's good but thank you for taking time out your busy lives to read a book that may or may not suck 🤷🏻‍♀️but then again it's about Jacklyn so Yh.