Chapped Lips. ||Garry|| by sapphireharuka, literature
Literature
Chapped Lips. ||Garry||
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Reader x Garry
(your name) gave out an irritated sigh as you rubbed your lips together once more, this was the third time you had put chap-stick on yet your lips still were not even close to being soft or normal feeling. You plopped down onto your couch and huffed out as you crossed your arms together, as you did a group of two walked in and smiled at her.
It was your friends Ib and Garry, you had met them in a /horrible/ incident that had happened in a art gallery almost a year ago. They normally came over and had snacks together, today was like no other as you stood
Markiplier X Reader: Could You Check For Monsters? by MadameInserts, literature
Literature
Markiplier X Reader: Could You Check For Monsters?
Mark’s eyes shot open as the sound of the closet doors creaking echoed throughout your bedroom. He had been on edge ever since he had woken from a nightmare about some terrifying creature dragging him out of bed. Every sound he heard seemed to be amplified in the darkness. Trying to convince himself it was just the wind slipping through the window in the corner, another creak made him jump ever so slightly. He turned his gaze to where you were fast asleep beside him, your expression content and your body relaxed. He didn’t want to wake you up because you looked so peaceful, but the sound of a tree’s branches scraping against
Markiplier X Reader: Please Be Quiet? (Request!) by MadameInserts, literature
Literature
Markiplier X Reader: Please Be Quiet? (Request!)
You sighed as you trudged into your home. Your feet hurt from your heels, your head was killing you, and you were downright exhausted. Tossing your bag on the floor and throwing your heels into a random corner, you began the long trek upstairs. You just wanted to fall asleep forever and never have to go to work again. As much as you loved your job, you hated it with a fiery passion. It was a strange mix. As you walked, you noticed the door to Mark’s studio was wide open, yet the lights were off. Of course he kept the door open when he recorded horror games. You peeked around the corner to see he had yet to start recording, so you took t
Flirting - Jacksepticeye x Reader by writeasoph, literature
Literature
Flirting - Jacksepticeye x Reader
Sitting in a cafe is great. Sitting in a cafe with your best friends and others is better. Sitting in a cafe opposite the hottest guy of your dreams is the best.
He was a complete idiot. He was shouting non stop and you never found him being quiet ever. He was a child, refusing to grow up. A Peter Pan, never growing old. But he was also gorgeous. Bright blue eyes, like the electric summer sky which contrasted his warm smile, sweeter than any candy. Stupid green hair which somehow suited him better than his normal brown floof. Fading muscles that matched his stature completely.
And right now, he was leaning towards me across a table, never b
Markiplier x Reader: Do I Look Like I Care? by KingofHearts709, literature
Literature
Markiplier x Reader: Do I Look Like I Care?
"Mark, let me use your bedroom, please," you said as you saw him walk out of his recording room.
"Why, what did you do?" he asked, as you were turned away from him. You did a half circle and showed off your dripping shirt covered in water. "Oh. Yeah, sure."
"Good. I'm just going to borrow one of your shirts. I'll give it back later." You saw Mark almost protest, but you laughed. "Does it look like I care? Don't worry, I know you have plenty of throw-away shirts you don't care about." You headed up the stairs, taking two steps at a time as Mark simply stood there, a little flabbergasted, but okay with the action nonetheless.
Yo
JackSepticEye x Reader: Sweaters and Games by KingofHearts709, literature
Literature
JackSepticEye x Reader: Sweaters and Games
"Sean McLoughlin!" you laughed. "That's my sweater!" Jack chuckled and jumped away as you lunged for the jacket he held.
"No, you wear no sweaters!" he said.
"It's freezing! Do you want me to freeze to death?" Jack shrugged. You looked around, spotting one of Jack's humongously oversized jackets before taking it and throwing it easily over your head.
"Oi, not fair!" Jack said. "I call foul, that's mine!" You laughed, pulling the hood over your head and twirling. The jacket was way too big, obviously, but at this point, Jack was laughing at you.
"Can we please play some games now?" you laughed. Jack nodded, still laughing. You pushed him as yo
Garry [Ib] X Painter! Reader: Paintings. by VampNeko-Demon, literature
Literature
Garry [Ib] X Painter! Reader: Paintings.
" You are my sun, my moon and all my star's "
[Y/n] put her paintbrush to her chin, looking at the painting she had
just done. It was missing something but she didn't know what. Letting
out a sigh, [Y/n] looked out the window, looking out at the Paris view.
It calmed her a bit. Maybe a nice Art gallery trip was what she needed.
Putting all her [H/l] [H/c] hair in a top bun, she grabbed her coat and
Jacksepticeye x Reader (One-shot) Tattoo by FanGirlsUnite314, literature
Literature
Jacksepticeye x Reader (One-shot) Tattoo
"Sean!" You yelled out your boyfriends name as you looked around the apartment for the certain Irish man. Sean and you had been dating for a little over a year now, and last month you had finally moved in together. But a lot of good that did, you couldn't even find him. "Sean! I made cookies and don't plan on eating them by myself!"
A head poked around the corner of the kitchen doorway. "Cookies?"
"Yes," you giggled,"now get your ass in here and eat them. I've got to head out soon and I don't want them to go to waste."He snaked his way in the door and behind you.
"Don't worry babe, I think I can help." He hugged you from behind and then t