#septiplier2

[septiplier-appreciation]

It's funny, people love aus where one person is a high school or college nerd and the other is a punk, jock, bad boy ect. And you always see Jack as the nerd in these aus cuz of him having a smaller build and being the bottom in most portrayals.

Thing is, they were the opposite irl. Mark was an achne ridden band geek who wanted to be an engineer. Whereas Jack was loud, a goof off, wore gages, was big into heavy metal and played the drums, going so far as to be in a heavy metal band during his first time in college.

I want some nerd au stories of that, and them bonding over their shared love of video games.

#septiplier #septipliertag2 #septiplier2 #septiplier away #septicplier

[halforc-husband]

Yo if any of ya'll ship septiplier you wanna shoot me a DM? Need some more freinds in this fandom.

#septiplier2 #septiplier 2 tag #septiplier

[septiplieranddantifluff]

This probably happens all the time!

Bouncy energetic boyf Jack always hits Mark in the face on accident when he's excited

#septiplier2 #draw your otp

[jelixpo]

Psycho (Chap 2)

~Author’s note: This is a fictional story featuring the pairing between jack///septic//eye and mark//iplier, or septiplier for short, and the pairing between jack///septic//eye and pew//die//pie, or jelix/septicpie for short. You are not to contact the people that are involved in this story with regards to questions about this story or their relationships, whatever they may be, as they have stated in the past that this makes them uncomfortable. This story will deal closely with spiralling mental health and will delve into very sensitive topics that may be triggering for some individuals. Chapter warnings will be provided as seen fit/needed. You are asked to read at your own discretion. Thank you.~

   "God, isn't it gorgeous?" Jack spoke affectionately as he looked at his hand, stuck out as far as it could go. He twiddled his fingers and watched as the dainty ring caught the light, "It's a little big, I know, but it's just so perfect!" He beamed passionately, "What d'ya think?" He asked, turning slightly to look at Felix standing beside him.    "It-It's great!" Felix rushed out, popping back into reality after being absorbed in his own thoughts, "Yeah, it, uh, it looks really good on you," He clambered for something good to say about it, anything. It wasn't really a lie. Although Felix loathed the reason it was sitting on Jack's finger he couldn't deny that it was a very pretty ring.      "Here!" Jack quickly took Felix's his hand and brought it over to his ring finger, "Feel how smooth it is!" He exclaimed excitedly as he held his hand still to allow his friend to do as he had instructed. Felix gently rolled his fingers together over the cool metal. Despite the small gem that was embedded in the top of the wedding band it really was as smooth as Jack had boasted it to be.    "Wow, yeah. It's really... something," Felix sounded deflated. He knew he did, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Last night had been hell after that phone call and he knew today was going to be just as bad. He tried to push the negative thoughts out of his head. Jack looked so elated that Felix knew he couldn't bring himself to try and bring the Irishman down with him.    "Hey, are you alright?" Jack asked. Of course he could read Felix like an open book. It was useless trying to hide feelings from him.    "Yeah, I'm just still a little sick is all. Didn't sleep that great last night..." It wasn't a lie. He couldn't lie, not to Jack, "I'll be fine, though."    "Alright, well," Jack moved his right arm and wrapped it around Felix's shoulders, tugging the Swede in for a side hug as he did so, "You let me know if you want me to do anything for you, okay?" Jack smiled caringly, his body warmth radiating onto Felix. I want you to call off the wedding, Felix thought, but of course, he said nothing.    "Sure thing," He replied, smiling back at Jack. He couldn't tell if his own smile was genuine or not. Jack nodded his head slightly in acknowledgement before stepping away from Felix and walking further into the con. Felix felt so cold when Jack let go of him, like he lost his only heat source. He always felt cold. So cold.    Not wanting to lose track of the group, Felix walked along after Jack and followed him further in. Just as Jack was about to round the corner Felix watched him slip a red face mask over top of his head, concealing his identity, before stepping out into the crowd of people on the floor. Felix followed his friend's actions by pulling his hoodie up over his head, grateful for how well the thick material masked his face.    Cons weren't really Felix's thing. The crowds, the screams, the booths. It was an introvert's living hell but he'd be lying if he said it was all bad. It was honestly nice to just be invited out somewhere with his friends, especially if those friends involved Jack. He ducked and weaved around people dressed up like all sorts of things before coming up to stand by his friends. Thank god they had all shared with each other what they were disguised as before they had arrived, otherwise Felix wouldn't have recognised them. Jack's red mask went well with his red hoodie, adorned with a black spider printed over the front of it, as well with a yellow jacket placed over his shoulders. Spiderman, of course. Mark stood next to Jack wearing a black and red pull-over plastic mask, accompanied by black skinny jeans and a red shirt that he had scribbled on with a sharpie to simulate shoulder-pads and a 6 pack. Granted, it was a very budgeted Deadpool, but it was Deadpool nonetheless. Stood on the other side of the couple was Pj wearing a large grey sweater adorned with a NASA patch over his heart with a cardboard astronaut helmet placed over his head to complete the look. Also a very budgeted costume but it seemed much more finessed than Mark's did. Felix wasn't really one to dress up and never really understood the excitement behind cosplay so he had merely slung a black Blame! hoodie over his shoulders and was satisfied.    "Feeling a little underdressed over there?" Mark poked fun at the Swede, gesturing to his lack of costume. Felix chuckled lightly in response, unhurt.    "I like your hoodie!" Jack quickly jumped in to say, "It looks super comfy." Jack reached over and ran his hand lightly over Felix's arm, feeling along the material.    "Uh, yeah, it's pretty comfy. Sometimes I fall asleep in it," Felix replied, unsure of how to react as Jack's fingers ran along him, unable to touch but close enough to feel.    "I would too if I owned something this soft!" Jack's bright smile could be seen through his mask.    "Well, shall we get started?" Pj asked as he gestured to the line of booths.    "Yeah, let's go!" Jack beamed as he bounced ahead of the group, eager to get a look at all that the con had to offer them. The rest of the group began to follow in tow.    Felix followed absentmindedly along with the group as they went from booth to booth, looking at the different merchandise and games that they had to offer. He followed at the back of the group hoping none of his friends, specifically Jack, would notice his hunched over body, his dragging feet or his worn down expression. He had had one hell of a night. He was sure the cleaning lady would give him a scowl when he returned to the hotel later that night, a silent revenge for the state he left the room in. No doubt the ripped up sheets and torn duvet would be added to his final bill. Extreme emotions... didn't usually end well with him. This instance was no different. He didn't want to be here, but he knew his friends would be disappointed if he didn't accompany them. He hated that. He hated how bound he was to the desires of others, to the wants and wished of those around him. He cared too much, he knew that all too well. His mind drifted to Jack and he felt his chest grow tight. What was life going to be like when there was no bit of hope, not a single chance of Jack ever being with him? For years he had held on to it, held on to the hope that one day he would say it, one day he would work up the courage, one day Jack would leap into his arms and they'd both wonder how they ever managed on without each other, how either of them ever lived a single day not entangled in the embrace of the other. Hope had strung him along, carrying him through every word unspoken and feeling unshared, every chance not taken and action not done. Now hope had left him, alone, in the cold, harsh reality. Cold. So very cold.    "Spiderman!" The shout of a young female caught the attention of the entire group, most importantly Jack as a girl walked toward him, "Might I grab a picture for The Daily Bugle?" The red-head asked, adorned in a brown leather jacket to match her MaryJane cosplay.    "Of course, MJ!" Jack beamed back. He stepped back from the group a bit and crossed his arms over his chest, stepping into a defensive stance and forming his hands into a web-throw as he did so. MJ held up a Polaroid camera and snapped the shot. Before Jack could move from the stance the girl looked over at Mark and beckoned him.    "Why don't we get some Spidey-Pool action up in here, eh? You two look like you're together," She said as Mark walked over to stand by Jack.    "Well, you're right on that one!" Mark replied as he stepped by Jack. The two of them folded their arms as they stood back to back against each other, both turning to look at the camera. MJ snapped the shot once again.    As Jack began to step away from the pose Mark quickly turned around to face him. Acting quickly, he pulled up Jack's mask far enough to expose his mouth and nose. After lifting his own mask up half way Mark secured his left arm behind Jack's lower back and planted his right hand gently on Jack's cheek. Mark's lips were suddenly greeting Jack's as he dipped the Irishman quickly back into his arms, causing Jack to shriek in surprise. Acting out of reflex Jack's hands shot up to grip at Mark's biceps as his body tried to keep him from falling. Jack's left leg bent and shot itself up and hooked against Mark's side. A moment passed where the two stayed like that, Mark enjoying the moment and Jack still reeling from surprise. A flash suddenly came up beside them, drawing them out of the moment. Jack couldn't help but laugh as he pushed the American off of him and pulled down his mask.    "You fuckin' asshole," Jack laughed as he straightened, stepping away only enough so that he was out of Mark's reach. Mark only smiled smugly in response. Looking over, Jack watched as the MaryJane cosplayer handed him a Polaroid, shaking it lightly in her hand as she did so.    "Here," She laughed, "You can keep that one," She said as he took the warm photo from her.    "Thank you," Mark looked at her as he stepped closer to Jack.    "No. Thank you," She replied happily. And with that, she disappeared into the crowd.    Jack chuckled slightly as he looked at the photo, happy to have the memory now. Mark placed his hands on Jack's shoulders and leaned over his shoulder to look at it with him. Jack turned slightly to look at Mark and smiled warmly, though it was hidden by the mask.    "I love you," Jack stated softly but clearly. Mark smiled back, his expression just as hidden but his eyes showing all the emotion they needed.    "I love you, too," He replied.    Felix couldn't take this. Not today. Not after last night. He had one last fucking nerve to spare and this was it. He could feel it shattering.    "I'm going to the bathroom," Felix muttered to Pj, monotone, before whipping around and pushing through the crowd.    He quickly navigated his way to the washroom and sprinted for a stall, thankful that they weren't all being used. He paced around in the small space, fuming. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to hit something, someone, anything. He wanted to break every wall in this goddamn building but he knew he couldn't, wouldn't. The stares he would get from people, the way they'd think about him after he did that, he couldn't take it. He couldn't take this. He was dying inside and he hated himself for it. It wasn't just because Mark dipped Jack. It wasn't just because the picture was taken. It wasn't just because the moment had happened. It was those three words. It was the look they gave each other. It was the sincerity. The sincerity. Felix had never heard Jack speak so heartfelt, so star struck before. And he spoke that way to Mark. To Mark. Felix heard the stall next to him flush and he turned and punched the concrete wall behind him as hard as he could, the sound muffled. Jack had never spoken that way to Felix before. Not ever. Felix turned and slumped down on the seat, panting deeply as he squeezed his fists so hard they shook. And it was in that moment, that emotion filled, thoughtless, angry moment, that Felix realised. He wasn't special. He wasn't above anyone else. Not to anyone, and certainly not to Jack. No, Jack's friends held no tiers in his life. He treated everyone as they needed to be treated, but that didn't mean any of them were special. No, Felix wasn't special. Mark was special. And that moment, that tone, that sincerity, proved it. Felix felt hot tears spring to his eyes. This wasn't just a bad dream anymore. This was a nightmare.    Felix leaned back against the wall behind him and allowed his head to lul back, not bothered by the thunk his head made as it hit the concrete. He felt defeated, lonely. His whole life was shattering right in front of him and he felt powerless against it. He wanted to stop this. He wanted to stop all of this. He wanted to take control and do what he wanted, unthinking, regardless of what others wanted. But he knew he couldn't. He shouldn't. The stares, the looks, the opinions. And people could say no to him and there'd be nothing he could do about it. Felix wanted someone to blame, someone to give him answers and tell him exactly how to fix this. But the only person to blame was himself and he didn't have the answers. He desperately wanted to blame Mark, to say it was all his fault, but how could he? The American had done nothing but feel, something Felix did as well. He couldn't fault the man for that. He also couldn't fault the man for being his polar opposite, for taking matters into his own hands and striving for what he wanted. He had done what was required and now he was going to receive his just reward. Jack. Felix grimaced at himself. Jack wasn't a possession to be bought or won. He was priceless. This was why Felix couldn't win; because he had thoughts like that.    He sighed and closed his eyes, noticing now how dry they had become. He probably looked a mess. What would his friends think? His friends. Oh god. How long had he been in here? Felix stood from his seat and wiped furiously at his face, hoping to somehow clean it, before stepping out of the washroom. He pulled his hoodie far up over his head to hide himself as he exited the bathroom. He'd have to deal with his emotions later. But would he even remember how to feel when the time came? He pushed away the thought. He was tired of thinking. It's all he had been doing since that damned phone call. He walked down to where his friends had last been. Surprisingly, they hadn't moved at all.    "There he is," Pj commented as he watched Felix walk back over to them, "Woah, are you okay?" He asked once he got a better look at Felix.    "Just feel sick," He muttered.    "Do you want to head back to the hotel?" Mark asked, concerned, "I could drive you there."    "No, don't. It's alright, I'll be fine," Felix lied, "Let's just keep going. Please," He insisted. He knew they weren't convinced without even looking at him.    "... Alright," Pj finished, not wanting to push Felix too far, "As long as that's what you want," It was more of a question than anything. Felix nodded.    "Alright," Mark resigned. Thinking Felix would want to leave it alone, he and Pj began to walk further down the line of booths. Felix was grateful.     A hand rested gently on Felix's shoulder and caused him to look up. His haggard, puffed eyes met concerned blue ones. Jack's mouth hung open, wanted to ask questions but knowing it wasn't a good time. He looked deep into Felix's eyes, searching for answers unspoken. Unthinking, Felix stared back, letting Jack search for whatever it was he wanted to know. Jack made a small, defeated sigh. He couldn't understand Felix. Not this time. Could Felix even understand himself right now? He wasn't entirely sure. Jack's hand slipped down from Felix's shoulder and gently took hold of Felix's hand, entangling his fingers between the Swede's. Jack squeezed, reassuring. Felix didn't know what to think, didn't have the energy left to try. He felt something that he hadn't felt since the phone call. Peace. The worries stopped. Hand in hand, Jack turned and began to lead Felix along the row of booths. Too tired to think and too exhausted to let go, Felix walked with him.

    He didn't want to ever let go.

#jelix #septicpie #septiplier #septiplier2 #septipliertag2 #psycho #psycho story

[narutofoxlover]

Next chapter of the Siren Jack au is up! Just a warning, this chapter contains some sexual themes but they are clearly marked so that they can be skipped over if you wish.

#septiplier2 #septipliertag2 #septiplier

[septiplier-appreciation]

Considering that post of someone accidentally saying Septiplier instead of September, I vote to unofficially make September Septiplier Month. Especially since the person who used to host Septiplier Week isn't in the septiplier fandom any more and as far as I know will not be hosting the event any more because of it.

#septipliertag2 #septiplier #septiplier away #septiplier2 #septicplier

[septiplier-appreciation]

I propose an au. Since Jack has said twice about wanting to be a merman and Mark showed up in an NSP music video as a centuar, Land and Sea au where Jack is a merman and Mark is a centaur. Mark is going for a morning gallop on the beach and finds Jack tangled up in an old fishing net in a tide pool. Mark pulls him to dry land so he can get him out of the net easier and it is revealed Jack can get legs on land. They end up meeting each other at that beach over and over again and fall in love. Jack eventually decides to give up his tail forever so that he can live on land and be with Mark.

#septiplier #septipliertag2 #septiplier2

[s3ptiplier-off-main]

My only two Septi fanarts I totally forgot to post! ENJOY CONTENT LADS! Tags: @septiplyer @septiplier-appreciation @seark-mcfisch-hell @zoneofperpetualscreaming @markijack @dancing-heart-pony @derpydanandphil @septipliermyheart

#septiplier #septiplier2 #septipliertag2 #my septi arts #these are old so art is b a d

[septiplier-appreciation]

Underappreciated Septiplier egos ship: MarvinxHost. I just find the idea of them together interesting, one magic boy and one blind boy that can manipulate reality through talking and writing. Imagine Marvin using his magic to help Host get around so that he doesn't need to narrate to see all the time. Host delving back into his writing to write a story as a gift for Marvin, maybe even manipulating reality again just a little cuz he wants to help Marvin's dreams come true. Marvin trying to find a spell or magical creature or something that can restore Host's sight and finally ease the pain of his near constantly bleeding eyesockets. They just have so much potential.

#septiplier #marvinxhost #septipliertag2 #septiplier2 #septiplier away #septicplier

[s3ptiplier-off-main]

Opening blog post

Wooo finally a place where I can screm all my septiplr things and post other related content!! (I got exams in the next few days soo blog will be under construction until i finish yeehaw) @septiplyer @dancing-heart-pony @derpydanandphil

#septiplier2 #septipliertag2

[jelixpo]

The next day in @septiplierweek! Day 5: song lyrics/quote Anyone who follows me knows i love the song Cant Help Falling in Love so it was no question what song i was going to choose

#septipler #septiplier2 #septiplier week #septiplierweek2018

[jelixpo]

This is the last day of the @septiplierweek event. The theme was earth/space. I decided to do the ending scene from Slime Rancher. Im gonna be so sad when this event ends! There's been so many wonderful pieces put into this event and before the event started I went through the septiplier tag and you know what i saw? Fighting, hatred, random posts. It was just a mess. Now after this event the tag is so full of life and light and its amazing. I really hope the life this event brought to the community doesnt go away, and just burns brighter. Ive loved seeing everyones posts and ive loved participating. Thank you so much guys :)

#septiplier #septiplier2 #septiplier week #septiplierweek2018

[narutofoxlover]

Chapter 5 of my Siren Jack au is up :)

#septipliertag2 #septiplier #septiplier2

[jelixpo]

Hey I FINALLY got around to participating in the @septiplierweek event. Ive been getting crazy long work schedules for this month so i dont have a lot of free time. I was going to do this from the beginning but i couldn't. Anyway, here's all the entries that have happened so far. Top left: outdoors/recording (water balloon fight) Top right: AU (Tangled) Bottom left: Morning/Night (mark is supposed to be leaning on a window btw) Bottom right: Free day (i decided to do something a little different for this one)

#septiplier #septiplier2 #septiplier week #art #slap some colour on paper