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I'll Protect You
Summary: Sean plays BloodWash but as the game gets more intense the more he starts to imagine if this happened to his pregnant wife.
Listen there might be grammar errors but deal with it, thanks!
First, it started all lighthearted and fun Sean knew what the game was about, he knew Sara was pregnant. He knew that it was just a game, that the womb ripper wasn’t real, and that he was just overreacting but the back of his mind reminds him that there are some sick people out there. Sean knew that he was nothing like Liam, Sean always helps around the house even before (Y/N) was pregnant. Sean tried to keep his racing mind under wraps because he felt like it was a silly thing to worry about and didn’t want his viewers to know.
Sean met (Y/N) back in 2015 through Mark who was a mutual friend, you knew Mark because you also are a YouTuber and your channel is popular which is called (What the fuck you want). You and Sean developed feelings after months of talking and you asked Sean out on a date. Of course, you guys kept it secret from your viewers till your first anniversary some of your viewers were happy but others were skeptical and were saying some rude things about the relationship or about you but you didn’t care they were cowards who were hiding behind a screen when they are saying dumb shit and they were most likely jealous of you since you were dating Sean and they weren’t. After five years of dating Sean asked you to marry him of course you said yes. After a year of being married, you guys were ready for the next step which is to have a baby.
As Sara walks through the old laundromat place Sean kept imagining if this was (Y/N) who is eight months pregnant waddling helplessly as the womb ripper was trying to kill you and rip out their unborn daughter. Sean already made a vow to be the best husband and the best father he could be but after playing this game he’s made another vow to protect you and his child from harm even if it’s a shitty YouTube comment, and he even promised to make sure the laundry machines in the house are working but if they’re not them he’ll buy you new clothes so you’ll never have to go to a laundromat.
Sean cheered when he shot the womb ripper and they died, Sean felt so relieved that the womb ripper was dead. Sean turned his attention back to the camera that focused on his face “The whole time I was imagining if (Y/N) was going through this” Sean finally admitted, he glanced back at the computer screen “Which is a terrifying situation in general, (Y/N) if you’re watching this I love you and I love our daughter but we are never going to a laundromat!” Sean admitted twisting his wedding ring to soothe his anxiety, then he realized that there was an end credit to the game.
After Sean finished filming he went to search the house for you because Bloodwash really fucked with his mind. Finally, Sean has found you sitting on the bed watching (Your favorite movie), Sean’s heart is filled with joy he loves you with all his heart and he will never let you forget it. He enters the bedroom “Hi sweetie!” Sean smiled as he walked towards the end of the bed “Hi my love” You smiled gazing at him, your eyes filled with so much love. Sean lays on his stomach in between (Y/N) legs, he lifted your shirt exposing your big round bump “Hi sweetheart it’s your dad” Sean smiled, and you felt your daughter spin which is something she always does when Sean talks to her, your daughter wasn’t even born yet but she already has Sean wrapped around her little fingers. Sean pressed a kiss next to (Y/N)’s belly button “I promise that I will do everything in my power to protect you and your mother! No womb ripper will stand a chance, I’ve been playing a lot of Halo so my aim is on point!” Sean assured his daughter, the baby punched your side making you groan in pain “I know but calm down little one!” Sean chuckled before placing another kiss on your stomach.
You let out a yawn “Uh oh Mom’s tired” Sean whispered to the baby, you grabbed your chest “You would be too if you had a baby who likes to kick you at the crack ass of dawn every single night!” you whined, Sean gazed at you, he frowned at the bags that laid under your eyes. An idea came to Sean sure it was a crappy one but it was better than nothing “Alright listen! No child of mine will be keeping up my wife who is also your mother! She deserves to get some rest because she is working hard on keeping you alive and healthy, she even lets you use her body as a home which is so kind of her to do so please be kind and let her get some sleep!” Sean explained giving your daughter one final kiss before covering your baby bump with your shirt.
You felt tears form in your eyes, this pregnancy has been horrible for you because you are always been in pain, your daughter likes to practice her karate moves on you, you have body insecurities, and little to no sleep but moments like these are worth the pain.
Sean sat down next to you “I love you so much” you reminded him as tears ran down your cheek Sean cupped your cheeks he used his thumb to wipe your tears “I love you more!” Sean smiled pulling you into a long sweet kiss. You pouted when he pulled away “Let’s get some sleep” Sean mumbled you nodded your head, and Sean placed a kiss on your forehead.
Once the lights were turned off you could barely keep your eyes open you laid down with your back pressed against Sean’s chest, and the Irish man placed a kiss on the back of your shoulder. Your eyelids dropped “Goodnight (Y/N)” Sean mumbled behind your neck sending a shiver down your spine, “Night Sean” you mumbled, you felt Sean placing his hand on your stomach sending out a warning to any potential womb rippers to not mess with the McLoughlin family.
Sean’s stern talking worked because you also got a good night’s rest.
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━"Guest Appearance"
━Tw: None
━Notes: A very cute idea I had reminiscing about the time Unus Annus did a wax video with Sean
━Song: "Twin Sized Matress" By The Front Bottoms
Ethan and Mark were staring to regret their choice in friends.
Or at least the kind of ideas they came up for this goddamn channels videos.
It was fucking loud. I mean, honestly what did they expect when offering two of the goofiest people they knew to fly out for a video and shutting them in a room with a camera. There wasn’t going to be a bit of content without yelling after all. Especially when it came down to the four idiots playing around right now with how tightly knit they were.
Maybe it was the full on wax war that wasn’t predicted.
The rapidly cooling substance was flinging nearly everywhere, clinging to the surface of the walls like sticky soda and some even being propelled on the ceiling fan above (which in turn splattered it every which way like a modern age art project).
Paintbrushes with cream colored bristles—that had previously been used for spreading wax across bare skin—were now being dipped in the milky white substance. Before the wax could harden completely it was launched at a respective person, who got a face full of it to enjoy.
Honestly (Y/n) was having the time of their fucking life.
They didn’t give a shit whether or not the camera couldn’t even see them properly right now. All they were focused on was ducking up and down between the protection of a scrappy desk, trying their best not to get smacked in the mouth with the slimy wax as they fired their own ammo at Sean.
Ethan was on the other side of them, the team of two having mischievously grabbed half a bucket of hot wax halfway through the scheduled video and attacking the other people in the room.
The war had only been officially waged after Mark had grabbed a handful from his own bucket without a second thought, nailing Ethan directly in the scalp with it as a ‘thank you’ gift.
”Surrender losers!” A girlish squeal came from Ethan as he narrowly avoided another fire ball of wax, sticking his tongue out at Mark. His brown hair was plastered to the front of his forehead with a mix of sweat and wax, mimicking the look of everyone else. He had even almost knocked their cover over as he squatted down.
”Nhever!” Determination poked its head through Sean’s thick Irish accent. (Y/n) paused to clutch at their rib cage in a fit of laughter as they witnessed the man stand up and pose like a superhero, only to slip on a puddle of wax and land straight on his ass.
”Oh ye think tha’s funny (Y/n)?” He said quickly getting back up and making devilish eye contact. They let out a sudden yell as Sean grew closer and fully left the protection of his pathetic looking plastic table, formerly having hid behind it with Marks bulky figure.
They attempted to scramble up and out of the room, a complete disregard for the camera recording all of this as this point. All that they were worried about right now was escaping the ghoulish grin and bucket of wax coming their way.
”Wait no please!”
Their pleas were met with a tirade of evil laughter, managing to just barely close their eyes before warm wax slid down every available surface of their face.
Even Ethan and Mark had stopped in their ferocious battle to watch the buckets contents get emptied onto their head. Now instead of (Y/n) rolling on the ground belly laughing it was them, completely ignoring the mess sticking to their clothes like wallpaper in exchange for playfully howling at the fellow content creator.
”You guys fucking suck!” They spat, already feeling their face start to freeze up with the wax. While their words might be venomous their tone was not, breaking up with an amused wheeze halfway through.
“I’m telling Amy and Gab that you three were pushing me around!”
”Oooooh I’m so scared of Sean and Marks girlfriends!”
”Dont think I forgot about you either Mr. Crankgameplays. You act like I won’t go get your mother on the phone right this second.”
The other boys made oohing sounds at Ethan like a fifth grader who just watched their classmate get in trouble. He simply blew a raspberry at them in response.
It was only then that Sean backed up slightly, bumping into the forgotten camera and startling himself
(Y/n) laughed as much as they could with a temporarily paralyzed face, watching as the boys discussed jokingly in front of the camera if attacking each other with discolored crayon wax was enough content to satiate their gremlin viewers. Spoiler alert: They determined it was.
”Not exactly the normal content of Unus Annus. But then again we wouldn’t have invited you and Sean if we had wanted that. Congrats on being the first and last special guest to hijack our original plan for a video.” Mark grinned with teeth, now holding an arm out so (Y/n) could help themself up. They took it with as much of a smile they could manage, attempting to mumble a jovial ‘thank you dumbass’ back at him.
”Mark wipe their face off I can’t understand jack shit coming out of their mouth.”
”Awhh bu’ I was enjoyin ta silence.”
(Y/n) simply made a slitting gesture across their throat at Sean, cussing him out with their eyes. The motion just received more snickers.
“You know what? Sure. Let’s get Chica in here to wipe that wax off their face.” Mark rubbed his hand together in a comically evil motion. “Or should I say lick it off?”
Their eyes widened as they chased after the laughing boys, yelling from the back of their throat desperately with a smile.
Totally worth the trip.
#ethan x reader#ethan nestor x reader#ethan nestor#mark#markiplier x reader#mark x reader#mark fischback x reader#sean#sean mcloughlin x reader#sean mcloughlin#jack#jack x reader#jacksepticeye x reader#unus annus#unus annus x reader#youtubers#youtubers x reader#one shot#fluff
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In The Middle of the Night
Pairing: Jacksepticeye x Reader
Prompt: A/B/O/OmegaVerse; sudden heat
Summary: You woke up in the most extreme pain in your life, what could be going on, could there be something done about it? The answer is yes, but who, where, when, and why?
Warnings: Language, pain, smut, tears, vomiting, A/B/O, OmegaVerse...(I think that’s it??)
You were tossing and turning in your sleep, but on your last turn, you woke up in the most excruciating pain of your life, causing you to curl up into a tight ball and whimper, leading into tears...
You sat up slowly clenching your stomach, trying to breathe to keep from going into a panic attack, when you suddenly had a rush of nausea overtake you, forcing you to rush to the bathroom in the bedroom and throwing up into the toilet...
Tears were still streaming down your face as your vomiting slowed down a bit, you suddenly felt someone rubbing your back, you turn your head and saw your mate of 7 years, Sean McLoughlin, he holds your hair back as you head a second spout of nausea hit...
“I got you babe, just breathe through this...” He kisses the back of your head softly, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to keep you calm...
You finally leaned back, Sean grabs you a glass of water and your toothbrush and toothpaste, doing what you need to do before leaning back into him and flushing the toilet, he wipes your tears, “What’s going on Y/n? I heard you getting sick so I came to check on you...”
“R-r-really b-bad pain, Sean, it’s almost like my first heat I experienced when I was 18, but this is much worse...” He then places his hand above your core, over your clothes, which caused you to moan softly, and also feel relieved, knowing that he had the power of relieving any pain you experience...
He gently picks you up bridal style, and carries you back to bed, then holds you close, putting his hand in the same spot, causing you to lean your head back on his shoulder, “Fuck, it hurts so bad but it feels so good at the same time!” You try to move up to grind against his hand, but he gently grabs you by the throat...
He knows you love him softly choking you, plus he knows he has some form of control over you in moments like these, “S-Sean, please, I need some f-form of pleasure!” You beg him to let you get some relief, you knew that his rut was going to start soon, that cycle always happen when the omega goes into heat, the alpha’s rut starts almost immediately...
Sean always tried to keep control as much as possible, but his rut was setting on faster than it normally does, your scent is much stronger than it is from other heats, “I promise you will get some form of pleasure and pleasure, patience Omega...” You groan softly and whimper from the discomfort from lower abdomen...
When suddenly Sean pushes you onto your back, you gasp loudly, “Get ready Omega, you’re about to get some relief...” He growls as he tears off his clothes along with yours, then lines himself up with your core, then pushes in, causing you to scream a bit from him pushing in suddenly, he then fucks you mercilessly on the bed, after some point he asks for you to get on your hands and knees and continues his motions...
“F-Fuck! A-Alpha~!” This caused his knot to swell, you keep screaming and moaning his name so loudly you’re pretty sure the neighbors could hear, when suddenly he thrusts his knot in and stays put, knowing he’d be there for a couple hours until he was ready to go again...
In the meantime he laid you both down on your sides, he rubs your back, sides, plays with your hair, and whispering sweet nothings...
~This goes on for a another couple of days, skip to another day...~
You were covered in sweat from the previous session, with Sean taking breaks and cleaning you both up, and caring for you both in between, you knew you were almost done with this cycle, it took a couple of hours for the what seemed to be the final session, but this one seemed less intense, you wake up Sean from his resting period, and he positioned himself above you and gently thrusted himself into you, “One last time this cycle, this time I won’t be so rough, just passionate all the way...”
You nod as he started his pacing and burying his face in the crook of your neck, with his hand holding your head gently against his chest, he speeds up just a little bit as your heads meet, forehead to forehead, he kisses you so passionately and deeply, “C-Cum with me...”
You nod, he starts saying ‘I love yous’ as you both reach your climaxes together, he moves down and marks you again in the spot he first marked you, you squeal, but then immediately relax as you felt him licking that spot, he then comes up and kisses you so sweetly non-stop, and he cuddled you closely and kept peppering kisses all over your body, as the swelling went down and you both went to shower, he had to help you stand due to your legs being so weak...
Once you both were cleaned up and dressed in some new PJs, he laid you back down with you, then took a selfie of your both then updated his fans with said picture of him kissing your cheek, then you both went to bed extremely exhausted after an almost week full of pain, pleasure and ultimate relief...
#jacksepticeye#jacksepticeye x reader#jacksepticeye x you#jacksepticeye imagine#Sean McLoughlin#sean mcloughlin x reader#sean mcloughlin x you#smut#fluff#too hot to handle#hybrid#wolf#rut#heat
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I just got a dating app ad on wattpad...i can't tell if that's awful marketing or elite tbh
#izzy speaks#5sos fanfic#5sos fic#obey me x reader#obey me fanfic#mcyt fluff#mcyt fic#mcyt x reader#jacksepticeye x reader#5sos x reader#luke hemmings x reader#calum hood x reader#ashton irwin x reader#michael clifford x reader
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Hello, my dear!
My name is Touya, Michikatsu, or any name you're comfortable calling me!
This is my writing blog
My main is: @g0dwat3r
My pronouns are She/They
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DNI:
If you support incest, such as shipping Aym x Baal, Any of the Demon Brothers x Another Demon Brother, etc
If you support r4p3
If you support M@Ps/P3d0philia
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Fandoms I write For:
Key:
Italics - I'll write for it, no questions asked!
Bold and Italics - I love these fandoms, and I love to write for them! Please send asks about them!!!
Cult of the Lamb
Black Clover
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
The Originals/The Vampire Diaries (Not Legacies, sorry!)
Sanders Sides
Undertale
Deltarune
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba
My Hero Academia
Harry Potter
Markiplier (& Egos)
Jacksepticeye (& Egos)
Five Nights at Freddy's (Games & Movie)
Slashers
ACOTAR (A Court of Thorns and Roses) series
Assassination Classroom
Billie Bust Up
Bendy and the Ink Machine
Twilight
The Amazing Digital Circus
Disney's Twisted Wonderland
Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All (This also includes Nightbringer!)
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Do:
Character x Reader (Romantic or Platonic)
Character x Child!Reader (Platonic)
Angst/No Comfort
Angst/Comfort
Fluff
Slightly Suggestive
Don't:
P3d0philia
Incest
Smut
R4p3
Character x Character
Character x OC
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Go ahead and send in asks! I'm always happy to write whatever you have in mind!
But please don't just say: _________ x reader angst/fluff
Please give me a little bit of an idea of what you want!
Thank you!
#cult of the lamb x reader#the originals x reader#the vampire diaries x reader#sanders sides x reader#undertale x reader#deltarune x reader#kny x reader#demon slayer x reader#my hero academia x reader#markiplier egos x reader#markiplier x reader#jacksepticeye egos x reader#jacksepticeye x reader#fnaf x reader#five nights at Freddy's x reader#slasher fanfiction#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#Assassination classroom x reader#bbu x reader#Billie Bust up x reader#batim x reader#Bendy and the ink machine x reader#Batdr x reader#Bendy and the dark revival x reader#acotar x reader#black clover x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#obey me x reader
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hi
my name is bunny and i daydream about a specific group of content creators and rather than make accts for all of them, im just gonna slap down the random shit that comes out of my head here.
i write infrequently and sporadically but i love to talk so...
hellooooooooooooo
#rpf fic#rpf musing#rpf streamers#hasan piker x reader#ludwig x reader#jerma x reader#markiplier x reader#jacksepticeye x reader
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Yandere jacksepticeye x reader (remember me…~?)
No one's pov
You weren't special, you were a random fan from the internet, you loved jacksepticeye romantically yes but you wouldn't date him, at least you thought so...
A con was goin on near your city and it was the perfect time too actually go somewhere, fun at least...besides buying plushies or games at GameStop weekly, you were single not interested in dating at the moment, you watched jacksepticeye too comfort you in times you need it, but ya know your "normal" everything's fine..., you drove too the con and when you got there you got out of your car walking inside having fun..looking around, then you saw him,
Jacksepticeye himself, it was surprising because you didn't know he'd be here..he didn't tweet about it or announce it at all, maybe he just wanted some time too have fun without his fans?, either way you ignored him for now even tho it was your dream too see him and talk too him, walking off you felt like your being followed..you shrugged it off thinking it was nothing but you should worry but you didn't.., walking too a stand were there was merch of Pokémon like plushies, trading cards, random stuff etc.
You were looking at the booth and it's stuff and saw a plushie you wanted and went too buy it but someone from behind offered too buy it for you, "hey let me pay for it!" An Irish voice says as you looked over quickly "Seán?" "Yes?" You are surprised by him "you don't have too" "I insist!"............
'Just a dream....'
You woke up in your bed and looked at the time '9:06 am' , you got out of bed walking too your kitchen, you haven't been in a good mood in a while not upset but tired, you were extremely tired at times but you felt an odd sense of relaxed and weren't so tired like you were yesterday, "come on [Name]...you have too work today." You mumbled as you got dressed for work.., you worked at GameStop, shock that it's not a local coffee shop? Ha good.
You didn't care you threw on what you wore yesterday.
When you got too GameStop you apologized too your manger for being late, and got too work......, around 5pm (you get off at 7) you saw a familiar looking guy walk in 5'10 very tall guy, a work out body , brown hair that's in a man bun, long beard that needs a small trim.., ear pierced, blue eyes, a goodlooking smile might you add, and glasses, you knew who he was, anyone could, his Irish voice and tall and sorta built figure, he looks your way, you were staring and you quickly looked away too advoid his eyes, he went back too doin what he's doin,
He seem too stay for a long while, it was almost 7 and he picked up a Pokémon plushie and came too YOUR register/counter "I'd like too buy this, [Name]!" It caught you off guard so did your co-worker but you nodded and check it out and he paid and you did everything you needed too you gave him the plush and he smiled and left...,
You got done with work and you left goin too your car, unlocking it getting inside and you noticed something in the backseat, you reached your hand and arm grabbing a GameStop bag..., you pulled it too you and opening the bag...it was the same plush Seán had bought....no receipt but a letter "it was the plush you wanted right?, you wanted it right? Whatever now you have it! Only for you...❤️" is what the letter says and it creeped you out how did he get into your car...?? You don't know but you shook your head "don't act like that it couldn't be him..right?"
Instead of driving home you drove too your friends house and took a normal turn like always but you felt something was odd. Off even, when you finally got too your friends house you knocked on his door and your friend open the door letting you inside...oh how seán hated your friend...he was in the way..in the way of getting you too come too him and be with him..., he knows EVERYTHINGabout you. Too your parents too your home too your socials medias too anything even your work,friends, your old home and school, he's been watching sense the first time he saw you..., he had loved you forever more then your Ex ever did, oh how he hated your Ex. Murder was his only choice so you can get away from him...
You explained the situation too your friend who laughed a little confused "seriously...? You think jacksepticeye of all people is stalking you and loves you? I mean who wouldn't love you friend or romanticlly—" "I'm fucking serious Nathan!" You snapped as your eyes felt tired and you were not happy "[Name] you gotta relax your overreacting just because you dreamt of him and saw him doesn't mean he's your stalker" "Nathan! Why can't you listen too me-" "don't you love him as well? If he is your stalker I bet anyone would be happy and -" Nathan spoke a lot and you zoned out thinking what will happen...your scared but what if Nathan was right? It couldn't be HIM THE YOUTUBER but you knew it had too be...there's no way it wasn't...
You staid at Nathan's place for the night...refusing too go home tonight, you we're currently brushing your teeth and was wearing one of Nathan's shorts and you kept your tank top on..., you were tired.. extremely tired.. but you didn't know what to do or say, Nathan doesn't believe it's HIM! But your also doubting yourself, maybe your paranoid...maybe it's your mind playing tricks on you..,
Looking at your phone opening it, you checked Twitter and saw a notification...a follow notification from The man himself.., your in shock,panic even you were being stocked there's no way you weren't by HIM your once favorite YouTuber.. but you stopped and started thinking 'what if it isn't him? there's no way it is him….right?' You thought and then stopped brushing your teeth and head too the guest room and when you did, you shut the door sighing heavily..
"Remember me…~?”
You freaked out hearing an Irish voice looking over and saw seán coming out of the closet and before you could say anything, you were knocked out and kidnapped..
"Don't worry my darling~, I love you and I won't hurt or harm you in anyway...as long as you love me back.."
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
❊ markiplier
❊ jacksepticeye
❊ ethan nestor
❊ dream
❊ sapnap
❊ georgenotfound
❊ tommyinnit
#platonic x reader#male x reader#markiplier x reader#jacksepticeye x reader#ethan nestor x reader#dream x reader#sapnap x reader#georgenotfound x reader#tommyinnit x reader
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More Than What You Signed Up For
(Jacksepticeye & Egos x Female!Reader)
You had met Seán unexpectedly and had not known he was as well. No, you don’t live under a rock… you just have a full-time job and would rather spend time on Adult Swim than YouTube during your free time. And by ‘freetime’ that means grading discussion boards and assignments.
After dating for a year and a half, you had brought up moving in together. Seán seemed uneasy about it, saying he was unorganized at home and a lot of the time ‘like’ a different person. You said you didn’t care and if it was really that serious, you would continue to live in your apartment, but would soon love to move in with him. Strangely, the next morning, you got a text saying to completely ignore everything he said the night before and that he’d love you at his apartment.
Your schedules were not too far apart. Though you lived in the United Kingdom, you were a professor for Stanford University- just online. Your lectures were not pre-recorded, because you didn’t like your previous students to be talking to your new students… you learned that in your third year of teaching abroad. So, you woke up at 6am every morning to record a lecture for the week- which only took about two hours, before heading to the kitchen to start on your and Seán’s morning.
Though usually an early riser, Seán had quickly discovered not to record while you were recording. Even with his walls padded, you told him you could still hear him and had to clip out and re-record parts of your lecture the first time. He was awfully apologetic about it, and promised to record when you were finished. It meant sleeping in for him anyway.
One morning, however, was different. It was Fall Break for Stanford University, so you remained in bed next to him, even sleeping past that 8am mark that breakfast was usually being made. You, however, woke up when you felt him violently twitch next to you- and even heard his neck snap. “Seán?!” Your grogginess disappeared when you saw him lying there for a moment before inclining his neck to the side again to crack it. “Jesus H. Christ! What the hell was that?”
His blue eyes fell upon your half open (e/c) ones. His eyes seemed to have a strange green glow in the pupils- but you decided to ignore it. “Didn’t mean to wake you… Thought you would be recording your lecture…” His voice was lower in pitch and rough- you almost couldn’t recognize it as his own at first. “I’ll go get started on breakfast.” Seán gave you a kiss, then slid out of bed, not bothering to put on a pair of pants or a shirt.
You watched him leave the room, muttering something to himself that sounded like a self-argument. It was too quiet for you to hear, but he sounded upset. “What the actual fuck…” So, you decided to get out of bed, grabbing one of Seán’s t-shirt’s on your way out and stopping just outside the room to listen in on what was happening in the kitchen. Literally an argument he was having with himself.
“You scared her- I thought I told you not to do that! Any of you… It’s bad enough she hardly knows me YouTube wise. This would scare the shit out of her!” Seán’s voice was back to normal, and his Irish seemed to really be coming out. It happened a lot when he was upset.
“It’s been weeks since I’ve taken over. I mean no harm… especially to her. Your feelings towards her are mine as well.” There was the change in his tone of voice again, deeper and rougher. “The others have been subtly around her- and I’ll be honest in saying I didn’t mean to come out like that. Forgot about Fall Break.”
There was a long sigh, and a completely different voice came out. Almost as if another person entered the room. “ ‘ow could you forget about zat of all things? Ze rest- except me, of course, have been careful around this. You’re just a dummkopf, Anti.” The voice was German- and who the hell was ‘Anti’?
“Umm… you guys are aware that she’s standing outside the bedroom, right? She can probably hear this going on. So, she’s either going to think Seán is crazy or… yeah.” He sounded exactly like Seán, but he seemed to have a strange brighter tone to his voice. “(Y/n)? Please come out so we can talk about this-- all of us.”
You bit your bottom lip and decided to come out, just as what was suggested. The only person in the kitchen was Seán. He had a cup of coffee in his hand and was working towards making yours. “Umm… so you probably have questions.” You crossed your arms and stuck out your hip. “This would be a lot easier if you were somewhat of a fan.”
“Seán… you’re scaring the shit out of me right now, what the actual fuck is this?” You didn’t mean to be so forward about it, but if your boyfriend had multiple personalities and he didn’t tell you by now- by God you were going to have some words with him. “Do you have some multiple personality disorder? Is this why you didn’t want us living together?”
Your boyfriend tapped his chin, took a long sip of his coffee, then sighed. “You could call it a multiple personality disorder, but it’s really not. Because they’re real? I don’t know how to put it. I can, uh… bring them out, like transparent figures- but I really don’t want to freak you out more than you already are.” He looked at your crossed arms and your tapping foot, and sighed again. “Fine… I’ve warned you, please sit on the couch in case you faint. Despite knowing, Amy fainted when Mark did this.”
When the two of you had moved to the living room and you were comfortable on the couch, Seán closed his eyes and crossed his legs- as if he was meditating. Slowly but surely, however, six transparent figures spread throughout the room- all looking like Seán, but in different outfits and styles. The one closest to you made you feel the most uneasy because on his throat were faded knife marks. “Holy fuck--”
“(Y/n), these are my ‘egos’.” Sean sighed, gesturing to the six transparent figures around them. The figures waved and smiled at her, well, except for the one closest to her- who started to smile, but glitched out. “Closest to you is Anti, a darker ego, but he thankfully has a soft spot for you. Next to Anti is Chase, if you ever find me in a sort of dad-like or bro-mode… It's because of him. Henrik is a German doctor, so I strangely know German because of him and I could become a doctor if I wanted, but would switch nationalities. The one in the white mask is Marvin the Magnificent… if you remember our second date when I showed you some magic tricks- that was Marvin showing off. Then we have Jameson, the one who looks like he belongs in a silent movie… he’s literally mute so- if you ever need translating for him or I find myself switching to him, I might use a notepad. He’s quite the romantic. Lastly is my superhero ego, his full name is Jackaboyman, but we all call him Jackie. So, usually when you call me that… I switch over to him- not on purpose…”
You hadn’t moved during the explanation and you were pretty sure you stopped breathing at one point, but continued halfway through. All seven versions of Seán looked at one another, as if they were speaking telepathically (which they probably were) and waited on you. “You mean to tell me… you weren’t even the one doing magic on our second date?”
Seán blinked at you. “That’s… That’s your question?” Anti and Marvin burst out into laughter at his response. “Not ‘you have six other personalities, why didn’t you tell me?’ or ‘This is a lot more than I bargained for’ which isn’t a question, but I feel like that’s what I would be feeling at this moment in time.”
“Oh no, I want to know why you didn’t tell me. I’m slightly upset about that, but not too upset.” You watched the egos smile, then move themselves back to Seán. “And you’re dating me, I have multiple personalities- not like this… but you know what I mean.” You scooted yourself close to Seán and embraced him, to which he immediately hugged back. “Glad you told me, I was getting really worried about you, love. With all your twitching out…”
Seán shook his head and laughed. “That’s mostly Anti glitching, if you get annoyed by it, just call him ‘Glitch Bitch’ he hates it.” His eye twitched, but nothing else happened. “Can I have a morning kiss now?”
You laughed and pressed your lips firmly to his.
(Open to requests if anyone sees this! I'm sticking to Jacksepticeye for several reasons at the moment... and because he's my favorite. Hope y'all enjoyed!)
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Deepest Desires
Antisepticeye x killer!reader
In honour of Anti's return, I wrote this based off my old OC insert where he used my OC to kill people. This is also my first time posting here so the format and plot kinda sucks.
Summary: Anti used to "possess" reader and used her to do horrible things whilst manipulating her with love. After disappearing for 4 years, he returns to her to find that she's still as unstable.
TW: mentions of murder and dismemberment, possession, mention of multiple dead bodies, blood, angst, reader might be mentally unstable, brief mention of manipulation. (please tell me if I missed any :])
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There have been numerous reports of shady activity within the facility. But none as incredibly sickening as what happened tonight when a pile of dead bodies littered the halls.
Among the countless employees was Chase Brody, a 36-year-old who was reported missing some time ago.
Security footage was corrupted but managed to catch a five second clip of a shadowy figure floating down the hall right as the alarms began to blare.
Let's move to the scene where-
A light click and the television was switched off.
You let out a heavy sigh, wiping the stray tear that managed to slipped through despite your efforts to hold them in.
The remote was tossed aside rather aggressively while you tried to comprehend what you had just witnessed.
It couldn't be him.
You decided to forget about it. It couldn't be him. It's been way to long for him to just pop out of nowhere like that.
You looked down at the carpet, stitching your eyebrows together at the red stains. You really needed to clean that out soon before it settles.
Taking a deep breath, you pulled herself up from the arm chair and wandered into the kitchen where a kettle and tea bag were waiting on the counter.
You silently put together a cup of tea with much more honey than actual tea but no one was around to tell you off for it. Not anymore at least.
Staring down at the teacup, you noticed the blood stuck beneath your overgrown fingernails. With a shaky breath, you sighed.
The tips of your nails dug under the others, scraping out the gunk and leaving smudged of red behind. You've been getting sloppier at cleanup lately.
Defeated, you focused on the tea they claimed could help you relax.
Your heart clenched in your chest as you took a sip. The news broadcast replayed in your head over and over and over.
The five seconds of a shadowy figure stuck in your head on a loop like a broken cassette, slowly chipping away at your sorrow and replacing it piece by piece with pure fiery rage.
Your bandage-covered fingers gripped the tea cup with such force, it almost shattered in your grasp.
The box was wrong. The stupid tea did jack shit for you.
It's not fair. You thought
"It's for your own good, doll," you remembered him saying, watching as his shadowy form moved back into the body of your old Irish neighbour.
You grit your teeth at the stupid nickname you snapped at him for whenever he used it. You loathed the stupid hint of Irish in his voice whenever he spoke it.
You're doing so wonderfully, doll
You're my obedient little doll, aren't you?
Only the best for my doll
You've been bad today, doll
Doll...
Doll...
Doll...
Doll...
You let out a frustrated yell, lifting the cup over your head. "I'm not a fucking doll!" You screamed as you let go, chucking it as hard as your anger allowed.
The cup smashed into the wall right beside the kitchen doorway where a tall man leaned against the frame with his arms crossed.
He seemed unfazed by the shards of ceramic and boiling tea flying dangerously close to his face.
You let your breathing settle and stood upright, allowing your demeanour to change. Instead of anger, you just looked annoyed.
"Well, if you despised the nickname so much, why didn't you tell me to stop using it, you fucking moron?" His shaky, erratic voice sent shivers down your spine and you turned your body back toward the counter, resting your hands on the surface and putting all your weight on them.
The memory lit a flame within you.
You did. You told him time and time again, you hated it when he referred to you as a doll.
"I never referred to you as a doll, d-..." He paused when he realised his almost slip up.
"Y/N." He rolled his eyes in disgust as he spat your name like venom from a poisonous snake. "It was only a habit I developed because you were my..." He trailed off and narrowed his eyes at the back of your head and mumbled...
"You were mine."
You've forgotten how annoying it was for him to read your mind.
You clenched your fists against the marbled counter, spinning around and taking a few steps forward. "Why did you come back? How even?"
A small smirk formed on his pale, dead-looking face. "You know me, doll."
You scoffed at the use of that dreaded nickname again.
"Pathetic little Jack could never hold me for very long even if he sold his soul to the devil." It sounded almost maniacal when he laughed at his own dumb joke.
"You truly expect me to believe he held you in for four years?" You felt your heart sink at the obvious lie. If he wanted out, he could so easily achieve it.
"I don't understand why you even had to go back," you grumbled, ultimately deciding to leave the conversation.
But as you expected to walk right through the man, you were met with confusion upon bumping into his physical body.
You stumbled back and blinked a couple times in fearful shock.
"I-... How are you-"
His laugh returned, sounding much creepier up close. You were more surprised than angry right then.
"Why, I thought you and Jack-a-boy were the best of buds? Haven't you heard?" The smile on his face grew, revealing his sharp teeth and bloody gums, really shoving them in your face.
"He's dead," he laughed.
You felt uneasy. He wasn't just there to catch up. Something else was going on here and it was only just the beginning.
"I was finally able to take over his body and now you'll never have to endure his presence ever again."
You felt your soul leave your body when you finally realized what happened.
Your shaky hand landed on his shoulder, shoving him aside like you so desired to do all those times in the past when he bothered you. He didn't even flinch at your sudden aggression when you stormed out of the kitchen looking like you'd seen a ghost.
"You wanna know why I had to leave, darling?" He spoke, stopping you in your tracks.
"As a spirit, I couldn't stay too long outside of Jack's physical body. Being with you for months almost untethered me from it." He explained, watching as your head hung low and your shoulders slumped.
You hesitantly turned to meet his gaze. "But you were using my body..."
"As a puppet. A temporary host. Ever wonder why I never fully possessed you? Why I was only ever at the back of your mind?" He chuckled softly, pleased with how confused and furious you looked.
"If I used you too much, I would cut my connection to Jack and fully take over your body, ultimately killing you. And I couldn't let that happen to my darling, now, could I?"
You couldn't tell the difference between his sarcasm and honesty as he used the same petty tone when he was speaking either way.
"Well... Now you have the freedom to do anything you want without me. So why don't you leave?" You hugged your arms and made a hasty beeline for the front door of the apartment unit.
"Why? So you can clean the blood off the rug?"
You froze.
"So you have time to chop the body up and toss out the parts before the garbage truck arrives? You don't think I didn't notice this isn't your home?"
Your lips began to quiver as flashes of blood and fragments of a girl's face crossed your mind. For a moment, you glanced at the closet you temporarily stashed the body in.
"Please leave..." You quietly begged.
You finally felt the cold touch of Anti's hands on your jaw, lifting your head up to gaze into your eyes so full of emotions with his soulless ones.
"Look at you, my dear. Still such a mess even after I disappeared," he teased. "How'd you do it this time? Stabbed her with a knife? Choked her with a wire? Did you rip her apart with your bare hands?"
You reached up and shoved him away with a scoff. "This is your fault. You turned me into this! This... This- monster!" You cried.
"You think I did this?" Anti gestured to himself with an amused look on his face.
"Who else decided to use my body to murder people?" Your voice began to crack, unable to hold your tears in any longer.
"I never manipulated you into doing all those horrible things, Y/N..." Anti took a step forward, making you take one back.
"I never possessed you, Y/N." He moved forward, causing you to walk backwards, suddenly overtaken with fear as the man towered over you with a big toothy grin and wide pitch-black eyes.
"Your anger issues, your murder sprees..." Anti backed you up against a wall and leaned in to whisper into your ear. "Y/N, Darling... Don't blame me for all the things you did."
You stilled.
Realising too late that the danger you were about to experience was greater than you ever experienced with Anti in your life.
You felt yourself slipping away, body feeling numb and vision going blurry.
You tried to speak his name only to be met with a breathless whimper. And you finally felt empty as your eyes shifted from their normal hue to pitch black.
"I only enable your deepest desires"
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Colorful Souls
Sean McLoughlin x Reader/Jacksepticeye x Reader
Characters: Markiplier, Amy Nelson, Tyler Scheid, Ethan Nestor, Wade, Bob, and possible others...
Summary: When you’re born, you’re able to see in color until your 18th birthday, your vision goes dull in color until you see your soulmate. You’re 26, and still haven’t found your soulmate, but will that change when you go to L.A. for a youtuber’s get together?
Prompt: Soulmate!AU
A/N: Sean has a beautiful girlfriend, please remember that this is just a story!!
You just arrived at LAX for a get together that’s happening in 2 days, meeting up with your best friends such as Mark, Amy, Ethan, Bob, Wade and Sean who should arrive by tomorrow as he texted the group chat between you all...
You grab your luggage and go outside to see Amy’s car, jogging to her vehicle and knocking on the window, “Amy!”
“Y/n!” She unlocks the door and you put your luggage in the back seat and climb into the passenger seat, “How have you been?”
You continue your conversation on the way back to Mark’s house, which after 20 minutes she pulls into the driveway and parks in the garage, you both get out and you grab your luggage and head inside, once inside you see Mark, Bob, Wade, Tyler and Ethan chatting in the living room...
“She’s here!” They look up and come over and hug you, “Hey Y/n!”, you giggle and set your luggage down, “Hey fellas, how have you been?”
“Good, we were just discussing a video while everyone’s here, have any ideas?” Bob spoke for all of the guys...
“How about some improv? Everyone seems to enjoy those types of videos.” You suggest..
“Boys?” Bob looks at the guys, and they smile and nod, “Sounds like a good idea.” Ethan speaks out, the guys then go get things set up while Amy helps you get set up in a guest bedroom, “Thank you for letting me spend this weekend over here, I could’ve easily rented a hotel room.”
“It’s no problem, you know we love to have you around, we haven’t caught up in like forever...” Amy smiles, you nod subtly, “Yeah, it’s been a while, but not much happened...”
“Are you able to see color yet, have you found your soulmate?” Amy questions, which causes you to sigh softly and shake your head, “Nope...maybe I have no soulmate, I’m 26 and still haven’t found him...”
“You do have a soulmate Y/n, you just haven’t found the right on just yet, he’ll come around sometime, hell, maybe you’re soulmate is gonna be here this weekend...” You smile softly, “Maybe, but you and Mark are soulmates, Bob and his wife are as well, along with everyone else here, I’m the only one who hasn’t found one yet...”
“It could be Jack, I bet he hasn’t found one yet...” Amy suggests, “There’s no way, he’s a freaking amazing, handsome guy, there’s no way he hasn’t found his yet...” You give her a look, then feel your face start to redden...
“Looks like someone has a crush on him...”
“Oh shush, you better go help the guys, I’m gonna get comfortable for the evening...” Amy nods and goes downstairs to help the guys...
You go shower and switch out of your travel clothes and into some more comfortable clothes, then go sit on the bed and scroll through social media, then look at your channel stats, and reading and replying to some comments, when you feel tired from the jet lag and suddenly fall asleep...
~Next morning...~
You wake up to the smell of coffee that was just brewed, you get up, brush your hair, put it in a clip and head downstairs to hear a loud Irish gentleman jokingly bickering with Wade about something funny he did to make everyone laugh, you smile and slowly come into the kitchen...
“Good morning Y/n! Want some breakfast?” Mark asks as he sees you walk in, “Yes please, thank you!” You go and fix some coffee, before turning around, smiling, you then look at Jack, only then to see a ton of color, you shockingly looked around, you excuse yourself suddenly then slowly rush back up to your guest room, placing your mug down and pacing a bit, “There’s no freaking way...Sean..is my...soulmate? How...?”
You sit down on the bed, still shocked, you’re brought out of your trance by a knocking on the door, “C-Come in!” You look and see Amy come in then shut the door, “You alright, you seemed a little shocked? Stressed?”
“Uhm, yeah...I’m totally fine...” You look up to see Amy’s dark colored eyes, “I can finally see color Amy, it happened after I looked at Jack...”
“This is good! You finally found your soulmate after so long, Sean is your soulmate...” Amy grabs your hand, you look down at her red nail polish, you cover your eyes with your other hand, “This can’t be happening, but at the same time...it is...”
You calm your breathing, “He can’t possibly know...”
~Meanwhile, Jack’s POV...~
“Uhm, guys...” I look at the mug in front of me, to see a dark green color...
The guys look at me and notice a look of shock on my face, “Jack? You alright buddy?” Mark asks...
“Yeah, the fact that I finally know that Y/n is my soulmate!” I whisper yell, the guys also get a look of shock on their faces, “No fucking way...”
“She can’t possibly know about this, she’ll freak the fuck out...” I sigh softly, “She has to Jack, why else would she just leave after looking directly at you for a split second?”
“She could’ve had to go do something really, quick, I don’t know! Fucking hell!” I replied, then slowly calmed my breathing, “What should I do?”
“Well...”
~Author’s POV...~
You talked with Amy to get an idea of what to do next, “We have to talk about this, even if it’ll be hard to mention, but it’s worth it, I found my soulmate, and I’m not going to lose him...”
“That’s the spirit, come on...” You nod and follow Amy downstairs, to find the guys, talking about the plans for this weekend, you smile softly and refill your mug, and join in on the conversation, you notice Mark and Amy having their own little conversation every now and then, but think nothing of it...
Once the weekends plans are discussed, we go to our separate places, you got up and change into a jogging outfit of a tank, shorts, short socks and running shoes, with your hair in a high ponytail, you had your phone and earbuds in hand then let Mark know that you’re going for a quick run, and that you’ll be back in about an hour or so...
You put in your earbuds then open the door, and turn to shut it, catching a glimpse of Jack, then closing it, then shaking your head the starting your jog around the neighborhood...
You get to a nearby park then sit down on a bench, you get the urge to scroll through your gallery, mainly of picture of you and Jack, you wonder why it took so long for your vision to change, you liked him a lot, you’ve looked at him a lot, but those times your vision never changed, maybe something changed over the years, maybe he felt the same about you...
You’d never know until you ask him, you blush when you get to a photo of you’re first time meeting him, he was kissing your cheek, you we’re a huge fan when you started your channel, then eventually grew close to 5 million subscribers within a few years time, you sigh then get back up and walk back to the house...
You arrive back home after 30 minutes, you notice that everyone is gone except for Jack, “Where’s is everyone?” You shut the door...
“They went out for a night on the town...” He replies, you nod then go wash your body, then switch into another pair of PJs you brought along for the weekend, you come downstairs and sit on the couch a few spaces away from Jack, sensing something a little awkward in the air...
“How are you doing, Y/n?” Jack breaks the silence, “I’m doing good, you?”
“I’m doing good as well, anything new?” You shrug your shoulders, “Not really, I mean something special happened, but you probably don’t wanna hear about that...”
“Tell me about it, come here...” You move a little closer to him and face him, “I...I found my soulmate today, I wasn’t expecting to after so many years, what about you?” Jack nods, “I can say the same for myself, I found my soulmate as well...” You smile softly, “She must be very lucky to have a guy like you...” You smile softly, Jack smiles softly, “She is very lucky...”
Suddenly you feel his lips on yours, you kiss him back as he lays you down on the couch, then open your eyes to see his bright blue eyes staring deeply into your (E/C) eyes...
“I love you...” You whisper soft enough that he could barely hear you, “What was that?” He gently lifts your head up by your chin with his thumb and forefinger, making you look into his bright blue eyes...
“I love you, Sean...” You finally say loud enough, “I love you too Y/n, for eternity...” He then leans down and kisses you softly, when suddenly you both hear the front door open, you both shoot up off the sofa and fix yourselves up, before turning around and smiling...
“Hey guys, how was your night out?” Sean asks them as they finish coming inside, “It was great, seems like you had a good time yourselves...” You then look down and blush...
“S-shut up...” Sean then pulls you in, “Now if you excuse us, we’re gonna go upstairs and do couple things..” You and Sean stand up and go to the room you’re staying in and cuddle and kiss one another until you both fall asleep in each other’s arms...
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I'm reading wattpad again and once again this question pops up, why tf won't it let you private your reading lists?? Like bro I write poetry on wattpad why do my followers need to see my many reading lists of fanfic?
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HELP!!!!
Please please please send me ideas guys I'm stuck. I want to write but i have no idea where to start. Please send me ides
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So how can I request a g/t jacksepticeye x reader? Bc Dude I wanna see giant seán slowly fall in love with a human and end up being yandere for them but never kidnaps them, just slowly overprotective and has killed someone? MAYBE??
Or
Seán doin a experiment because Marvin was trying to make his coffee extremely good and he gets turn into a giant and he doesn’t know how to explain to his crush how he’s so big but his crush doesn’t care and finds it interesting and enjoys watching him anyway and he ends up confessing and their like “finally” PLSSS
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Anti x Reader
Chapter 1: No Strings Attached
Chapter 2: His name (You are here!)
Chapter 3: Jacksepticeye
Chapter 4: Chase Brody
Jack STILL exists as a character in this fanfic, even though he is NOT canon anymore. This fanfic follows OLD lore.
Summary: He would never admit it, but he is grieving his old life. He's unable to let go of his grudges, and how everything that has happened has affected him during the past few years. There's a sense of rage that he can never truly express.
He shares with you barely a fraction of what that has been like.
(A lot of things are based off personal headcanons and my own interpretation of these characters! Please keep that in mind. I apologize in advance for any errors! Please let me know if there are any so I can fix them.)
“Ha͟ve͟ you e̕v̧e̡r͘... Be̷en ͡be͟tr͏a̢y̴ed̛?”
Again, that was an odd question coming from him. Wasn't he the one who supposedly knew everything about every person he came across, so he could use that against them? So what was the point of even asking that?
“Don't you already know everything about me?”
“I̕ ̧w̷a͏n͢t ͜t̕o k͠n͏ow y̷our anşw̴e͏r͞.͝”
“Err... I can't say I haven't? But why are you asking me this? Have you been betrayed?”
He turned his head away from you.
A few seconds passed, and he finally nodded once. Based on his behaviour alone, you could tell this was difficult for him to even admit.
He trusted someone, and then that person must've broken that trust- Or something similar. Maybe that was why he was so enraged by the world? You wondered.
You needed a moment to gather yourself before you gave a response...
Trying to comprehend that this was a being so feared by most, and that right now he was here with you, being treated like any other guest, and was actually opening up to you- That was not easy to stomach, even for someone like you.
While you were lost in thought, he slowly turned to look at you again. He's waiting for you to say something.
“Sorry for being silent- I'm just thinking... This is a lot to take in. I don't want to say anything stupid.”
“I'̴l͡l͞ s̷t̷op ͡h̸ere.”
“Don't. I'm just not sure what to say. You can still tell me whatever you want, though. I'll listen to you.”
“...Yo͞u'd b͡e̶ ţh̵è fir͝st.”
You blinked, taken aback yet again- So much, that your mouth even dropped a little.
When IRIS talked about this "ALTR 114209", they described something totally different. A paranormal presence, whose mission was to kill whoever was in its way. That its purpose was nothing more but to cause harm.
Maybe your conspiracies against the company weren't just conspiracies anymore. And maybe, this problem had a much simpler solution that they were too ignorant to even think about?
“That's okay. Better late than never, right?”
He then mumbled something which you didn't quite catch.
“Huh...? Sorry- I didn't quite catch that-”
“A̷nti.”
“...What?”
“My ǹa̕m͞e. I͡t͟ wa͜s͡. Anti.”
More silence filled the room. God, this was a lot of information, especially after barely knowing anything about him for the longest time. What kind of name was that, anyway?
“Anti?”
“I͜t̛ was ͝a͢ n͞am͟e gi͝ven to͠ ̷me.̢”
“...Uh. It's a weird name, I'll be honest. But it's still a nice one. I like it.”
“I̛ li͡ķe͞ ͟it͜, toǫ.”
“So someone gave that name to you- Who? That's assuming you don't have parents or anything like that.”
You heard him exhale through his teeth, then watched as he crossed his arms. Probably a touchy subject. But almost everything feels like a touchy subject for him.
“Loǹg st̶or̕y. I̴t's d͡iffic̛u͘lt t͝o pu̸t into w̸o̵r͡d͡s. Anḑ I̛ alre̸a̵d͠y ͢s͟t͡r͢ug͏gle e̵nou͝gh̡.”
While it was true that Anti was not the best at holding up casual conversations, or at communication, you didn't really care. Besides, he brought his own baggage up, he couldn't just leave you with his name and go without providing any explanation.
“Y͟ou ̛want̴ mȩ t̷o͜ ͘c̡on͞tin̡u͝e, d̸o̴n̨'t y͜o͜u.”
“Well, I don't want to be left on a cliffhanger.”
“I̶ c͝a͡n̶ t̀el͜l̛...”
“Į w̛óu̢ld͠n͡'t wan͡t to leave my̸ ͢on̨l̛y͏ ͜fr̕ie͠nd ͟h̕ang͝i͟ņģ, ͝wo͞ul̡d̀ I? Nǫ, I̵ ̕w͏ould̢n't̨...”
Anti was smiling, with his tone as playful as it always was.
But then his smile faded, and his voice became unusually serious.
“I was ma͟ni͢f̛ested. Man͠i̸feste̡d by̵ stro̵n̷g f͝e̢e͡lings o͞f̷ l͏o̡n̢elin̡e͝s̨s͞, wort̡h̨les̨s̡nèss. One͢ mom͞ent I ͜w͝a̕sn̷'t th̨ęre, an̕d̛ the nex͞t, ̴I wàs͝.”
“Manifested? By who?”
“His n͟a̢me dǫe̸sn't ̡ma̡tte̛r.”
Jack— The name of the person who manifested Anti into existence, was Jack. But you didn't know that.
“Was it... The same person who gave you your name?”
“Yes, and n̨o͡.”
“He̕ ̨w͠as ̛lik̢è ͢y͟o͠u̵. H̷e śp̡eńt ͠h͞is ̀d͠a͞ys pro̡vid͡i̷ng e̕ntért̵ainment͢ ͏t̀o͢ t͝h̀e worl̴d.”
“H̷e g̢av͏e, a͢n͞d h̵e g͜av̕e, and͘ he͟ ͏gave͏.”
Anti was angered by the many memories flooding back to him.
“Ga̷v͢e̢ so mųch w̧i͢th̴o̢ut͏ e̶ver̸ getting an̕y̶t͞hing in re̛tu͞rn͏.”
Memories of him watching as Jack overworked himself to insanity, and those that apparently "loved him so much" not caring at all.
Jack gave them everything, and they just watched. Just watched as he neglected himself, as he spiralled. They didn't deserve him. Why couldn't Jack understand that? They only pretended to care about him so they could get their "content". And of course, like the idiot he was, he believed them.
But not Anti. Anti saw through their lies. Jack was nothing but a source of entertainment to them. You reminded him of Jack, in a way. Was that why it was so difficult for him to give up on you?
“Th̛ose lee̶c̕hes... H͟i̴s "co͡mm͟u̡nity" as ͘he c͘a͢l̢led ̶t͠hem— T̢hey thínk ţh͡éy ma͡ḑe͢ A͞ǹtį.”
He raised his voice, his voice full of hatred towards those "people". He twitched uncontrollably, with reality warping around him to match his state of mind.
“Bu͝ţ they d͜ìd͞n͝'t͡ ͝mak͏e An͘ti͡. He did.”
You didn't give much of a response, besides nodding along to let him know you were paying attention. It wasn't that you weren't bothered to, it was that you didn't know how to.
You weren't a supernatural being, so it wasn't as if you could somehow relate to many of the things he mentioned. So you settled for just listening to him talk.
He was willing to open up to you, even just a bit, and you weren't going to make it all about you.
“Well, Anti, I guess this means you aren't as one-dimensional as IRIS claims you are.”
He laughed. It sounded strangely normal.
“Oh, th͡e͏y d͘o͠n't know an̨ythin̶g about̴ me.”
Despite him being someone who was meant to terrify you, you were fine. As for him...
“Were you scared?”
Your question must have confused him a bunch, because the distortion around you immediately subsided.
“W̶ha͜t?”
“Were you scared of talking to me. About all this.”
He raised an eyebrow at you.
“Y͘ou̸ h̀a̷ve a͜ l̀ot ̵of aud͏ac̨i̕ty ̕to̸ a͟s̕k͞ ͜m͞e that̵.”
“I'm only curious.” You shrugged.
“...It'̨s͝ be̶en a̛t͏ thé ba̢c̷k o̕f my̢ min͢d f̷o̴r a w̕h́ile ̛noẃ. T̢he̛r͢e's... Many̵ th̵ing̵s I ̀wish I͠ ̴c̡o͜uļd sh̵a͡re ̨w͘ith y͢ou̧. I͢ j͏us͠t̡ ̷don't͠ kno͝w͟ h͏ow̛ tó... Yēt.”
“It's okay. I think I understand, anyway.”
“You're basically the embodiment of someone's negative thoughts, right?”
“S͏óm͟ethin͠g like ̸tha͠t̷.”
“Eh, whatever. Still, I don't expect a being like you to know much about emotions. Let alone how to express them.”
He could only nod silently. He seemed to be doing that a lot around you.
Everywhere he went, he left destruction behind. So why were you so patient and understanding with him? Why were you different? He didn't get it. It made Anti feel sick to be in the dark, to not have control of the situation. He couldn't find the right words to describe how you made him feel.
He did feel afraid. He despised being ""vulnerable"", it made him feel small and weak, when all he wanted was to be the one looking down at those inferior to him.
But you...
“Is there... Anything else?”
“Çan ͜I sta̸y͢ ẁi͠th yo͡ú f͟o͠r ́a͜ w͟hįl͏e͡?”
“Of course.”
You didn't anticipate for Anti to "teleport" closer to you, but you didn't mind.
He wanted company, and were there to provide. After all, you liked his company too.
You looked at him, taking in his expression- He was contemplating something, you could tell. He quickly caught you staring at him, and you immediately glanced off.
After a moment, you felt him rest his head on your shoulder, and you didn't bother stopping him.
Like you've said, he wasn't a social being, so you kind of predicted that this entire situation would tire him more than the average person. Him showing you any sort of affection was a little surprising, but you didn't mind that either.
...You got to know him a little better today.
...
A few minutes have since passed.
He's been awfully quiet, and you're concerned. You're not sure if he was content, or upset. So you decided to check up on him.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“...Y̴eah.”
“I͢'m enr̛a͡g͠e̴d̀ things h̕av͟e to be t̕hȩ ͢way̷ they͞ ́are, bu͢t... Yóù make i͢t ea͢sie̵r̛.”
You smiled.
“It makes me happy to know you can trust me.”
He really fucking hoped you wouldn't break that trust. He was still doubtful about everything he had just told you, but he was trying to have faith in you.
...You eventually realized that he never really... Spoke about what happened in regards to the entire "betrayal" thing. If anything, the only thing he had done today was vaguely provide you with some context. He only admitted that this betrayal had something to do with the unnamed person he mentioned.
“Can you... Tell me more about this "betrayal"?”
“I̴ kno͡w̛ yo̕u̢'̛re c͡uri̡òu̷s̡, būt... A̧noth̴ȩr t̶im̀e. Pl͢ea̡se.”
You've never heard him speak that way before. His voice went quiet, and he even pleaded you to not press on. Was it really something that personal?
“Alright. I can wait.”
You excused yourself and shifted around, changing position until you got comfortable. He waited for you, then went right back to what he was doing before.
You closed your eyes.
The two of you stayed that way for a while longer, not bothering to talk. It felt like time itself had stopped, just so you could savour this moment.
“Th́an͡k̸ yòu̶.”
“Huh? For what?”
“I fórg̨ot͡ what ̀it w͏as͜ ͢lik̢e to̡ b̴e a ̸pe͏r̡son; And̀ to ͢b̨e͏ tr͝e͠ąte͞d͡ like a pe̴rsơn.”
“I'm here to remind you.”
Another genuine smile appears on his face. You couldn't see it, but you still had a feeling he was doing a little better than when he first arrived.
...
...This was bittersweet for him.
He had been in denial for so long, years even, to the point where just thinking about Jack and about his situation felt like someone was cutting him up to bits with a chainsaw.
His old life was gone. He was alone. To everyone, he was nothing more but a demonic presence, who took the lives of those in his path without reason.
...But you sympathised with him, somehow. You listened to him and welcomed him, despite everything. He would never stop asking why.
He knew many people had no one in their life, but none of them had fallen that low. Even if they wanted to die, their instincts still kicked in when they saw him...
Oh well. It didn't matter. It still meant so much to him.
You couldn't even fathom how much he'd yearned to have someone in his life. Even he never realized how isolated he really was in this world, until he found you.
He felt his eyes shut on their own, and he let them. He didn't necessarily need sleep, but... He was still tired. It was a contrast to how he usually acted, especially in regards to the records IRIS had of him.
He couldn't recall the last time he felt a sense of safety. A feeling of somewhere he belonged, the feeling of home.
Ah. That's it- That's how he would describe how you made him feel if he ever needed to put it into words. You felt like home.
And as you slowly fell asleep besides him, Anti realized he didn't have to be alone.
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