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[jacksepticwizard]

“Only if you’re doing the same, Jacky-boy. Wouldn’t want you to get all worn out worrying about me – I already know I’m a lost cause in the sleep department.”

Mark reaches up to run the fingers of one hand through Jack’s hair, just carefully carding through the strands. He can’t help the soft smile that creeps onto his lips.

“I’ll stick around if you let me take you out to dinner or something, deal?”

Jack tries to laugh casually. “I’m perfectly healthy,” he lies. “Never better. You won’t be a lost cause for long, though, Markimoo. I give hella good cuddles. I’m the cuddle master!” 

He melts into Mark’s touch, arms tightening around his waist. His face flushes at his offer. “Out on a date, eh? I don’t know if there’s anywhere to go, but if it means you’ll stick around, it can’t hurt.” 

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Mark picks up that slightly different note in Jack’s voice, and shakes his head with a little smile. “Then you won’t have any problem, eh? If you’re perfectly healthy, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“And I’m sure we’ll think of something. Even if it means leaving campus for a while, heh.” There we go. The top reason Mark is not a prefect. “..If you’re down for a good time, anyway.”

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“Yep, no problems whatsoever. What are problems, anyhow?” Jack says, perhaps a bit too quickly and nervously. He smiles at Mark’s suggestion of breaking the rules; he’s not getting a prefect badge any time soon either, what with his late night sketching sessions.

Feeling confident, he attempts to flirt back somewhat. “I’d break any rule you wanted me to if it meant spending time with you.” Okay, so maybe that was less flirty and more really stupid and cheesy, but he’s totally got this in the bag.

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Mark gives a little chuckle, finally just flopping on the bed. This is more comfortable, anyway. He reaches out to offer Jack some cuddles, since it seems he regrets breaking contact after a couple moments. This kid is warm and he’d like to just wrap him up in a hug for the rest of forever. That’s totally not a gay thought.

“Aw. That’s real sweet of you,” he practically purrs, grinning up at the Gryffindor boy. “Look at you being cute. That’s not fair.”

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|| Vanilla Twilight.

It was a lovely night. A layer of freshly-fallen snow covered the ground, even under the now-clear sky. Somehow, Mark had convinced a certain little Gryffindor to accompany him outside past curfew. ‘Can you dance?’ That question had followed them out here into the snow. It was innocent enough, of course. But, for Mark, it was anything but. Just a confidence builder.

[jacksepticwizard]

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“Only if you’re doing the same, Jacky-boy. Wouldn’t want you to get all worn out worrying about me – I already know I’m a lost cause in the sleep department.”

Mark reaches up to run the fingers of one hand through Jack’s hair, just carefully carding through the strands. He can’t help the soft smile that creeps onto his lips.

“I’ll stick around if you let me take you out to dinner or something, deal?”

Jack tries to laugh casually. “I’m perfectly healthy,” he lies. “Never better. You won’t be a lost cause for long, though, Markimoo. I give hella good cuddles. I’m the cuddle master!” 

He melts into Mark’s touch, arms tightening around his waist. His face flushes at his offer. “Out on a date, eh? I don’t know if there’s anywhere to go, but if it means you’ll stick around, it can’t hurt.” 

[metaplier-blog]

Mark picks up that slightly different note in Jack's voice, and shakes his head with a little smile. “Then you won't have any problem, eh? If you're perfectly healthy, there's nothing to worry about.”

“And I'm sure we'll think of something. Even if it means leaving campus for a while, heh.” There we go. The top reason Mark is not a prefect. “..If you're down for a good time, anyway.”

[ascendiospoole-blog]

metaplier

Mark gives a small noise of surprise at the way the other student jumps. He’s right about to try and apologize when he recognizes who exactly it is. This is that kid that’s always getting in the way of practice, isn’t he? The slightest bit of a smile quirks up the edges of Mark’s lips.

“I’m not doing anything, no.” With that, he takes a seat next to the boy, setting his bag down off the floor. “I’ve seen you around the field – don’t much seem like you’re one for books. ..I’m Mark, by the way. Ravenclaw Seeker.”

“No definitely not, I don’t generally have enough patience for books,” there was a small pause as he looked down to the book and then back to Mark, “I’m more of a hands on person to be honest,” Spoole tacked on with a shrug because that’s just how he’s always been and it’s the easiest way for him to learn. “Sean, Spoole works though.” 

He had thought Mark looked familiar, but then of course Spoole spoke to so many people on a regular basis that it wasn’t surprising that he couldn’t keep track. “Ah, sorry about that, doesn’t seem like there’s a time you guys aren’t practicing.”

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“I'm not too big on books myself. Not textbooks, anyway. So I can relate to you there.” He gives a bit of a shrug and a smile, running his fingers through his hair. Whenever he missed a class, he'd rather fall behind than have to read a poorly-written textbook. It's becoming a bit of an issue, in all honesty, but he's not about to bring that up. “But, don't worry about it. Keeps things interesting, you know? Expect the unexpected and all that, hah. At least it keeps the newbies on their toes. ..Or. Brooms, I guess?”

[slyherin]

Oh simple thing, where have you gone. I’m getting old and I need something to rely on. So tell me when you’re gonna let me in. I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin. more here

[jacksepticwizard]

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“Ah, well. I’m just really not a morning person. Barely make it to class on time, let alone breakfast.” There’s definitely circles under his eyes, though, despite the way he tries to brush it off. He’s not very good at the whole stop reading, get to sleep thing. ..Not that the bad dreams help much. “Don’t worry about it, though. I’ve always been like this.”

Jack frowns skeptically. “You need to sleep in order to get up early, you doof. Of course I’m going to worry. You’ll be eating a healthy three meals a day with a full nights sleep before you know it! If–if you stick around, o'course.” His voice gradients from strong and confident to quiet and shy.

He doesn’t mention that he’s a total hypocrite; he barely sleeps at night, and barely eats. Luckily, he’s a small, hyper guy and he just happens to be a master at a concealing charm.

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“Only if you're doing the same, Jacky-boy. Wouldn't want you to get all worn out worrying about me -- I already know I'm a lost cause in the sleep department.”

Mark reaches up to run the fingers of one hand through Jack's hair, just carefully carding through the strands. He can't help the soft smile that creeps onto his lips.

“I'll stick around if you let me take you out to dinner or something, deal?”

[ascendiospoole-blog]

metaplier

Over the past few years, the library had made itself something of a sanctuary to one Mark Fischbach. Whether he needed somewhere quiet to crash after a game, or just needed to escape the stress of life in general, the near-perfect atmosphere of the library was always waiting.

He’d found, though, that it was also a frustrating place for a lot of students. Slaving over papers and whatnot isn’t exactly a pleasant way to spend time.

Today seemed to be no exception, the pink-haired Ravenclaw noted with a little shake of his head. It looks as though this student in particular has just given up on whatever it is they’d been working on. Despite Mark’s urging himself to mind his own business, he can’t help but find himself gently tapping the other student’s shoulder.

“Do you need some help, there?”

It would be a lie for Spoole to say that he wasn’t dozing off after only laying his head down for a few minutes. The worst part was that he really wasn’t even that tired, just bored enough that unconsciously sleeping seemed like the best option apparently. In situations like these sleeping seemed to always be the go to response for Spoole even if he was absolutely buzzing with energy when he couldn’t expel it. 

While he hadn’t actually been asleep he was dozed enough that the feeling of someone touching him made him jump and the sound Spoole emitted was something he would deny later on. It was a moment of frantic looking until he settled on the other boy. 

“Uh, I mean not really, I’m just bored of reading,” he admitted a bit sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I wouldn’t be against some company though… if you aren’t busy or something.” 

[metaplier-blog]

Mark gives a small noise of surprise at the way the other student jumps. He's right about to try and apologize when he recognizes who exactly it is. This is that kid that's always getting in the way of practice, isn't he? The slightest bit of a smile quirks up the edges of Mark's lips.

“I'm not doing anything, no.” With that, he takes a seat next to the boy, setting his bag down off the floor. “I've seen you around the field -- don't much seem like you're one for books. ..I'm Mark, by the way. Ravenclaw Seeker.”

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[jacksepticwizard]

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Mark gives a little shrug at that, and a smile. It’s nothing Jack should be afraid of, of course. Except maybe their parental forces cancelling each other out.

“The reputation of being dad. I am the House father. A very cuddly one at that, if you hadn’t noticed.”

He pauses briefly, mulling over Jack’s question. Does he eat breakfast? Yes. At breakfast? Not so much.

“Um.. I have a snack stash if that counts. Mainly fruits and such. I don’t usually wake up in time to get to actual breakfast. What, do you?”

Jack can’t help but laugh. “Well, looks like we’re destined to be. I’m a huge mother hen.” He frowns slightly, “Well, if I had anyone to mother, anyway…” He trails off, shaking it off and refocusing with a quick smile. It’s quickly dropped again.

“Dude, how late do you sleep in? Breakfast last until like 11. Do you sleep enough?” He took on a worried tone and a concerned facial expression, taking the Ravenclaw’s face in his hands to search it for signs of sleep deprivation or sickness.

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“Ah, well. I'm just really not a morning person. Barely make it to class on time, let alone breakfast.”

There's definitely circles under his eyes, though, despite the way he tries to brush it off. He's not very good at the whole stop reading, get to sleep thing. ..Not that the bad dreams help much.

“Don't worry about it, though. I've always been like this.”

[markipliers-hair-deactivated202]

Just a blue day today

[lazybebz]

mark “I don’t workout” fischbach

[melodyandviolence]

Place de l'Hôtel de Ville by  Camille Blais

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O P E N  T H R E A D 

Spoole huffed a bit adjusting his hat as he stared down at the books splayed in front of him. He really did love charms, it was easily his favorite class, but he also would much rather be outside doing anything other than reading. Even if it was some kind of class project Spoole wouldn’t mind because he would at least get to be outside. However, this was probably for the best because he would end up not working and somehow most likely end up on a broom instead.

There was never really a time that Spoole wouldn’t rather be outside, or at the least exploring, sitting in the same spot and reading was extremely boring to him. Not that there was anything wrong with the library, but it was a terrible waste of time and it didn’t help that Spoole’s attention was rather fickle to begin with.

At this point, he felt like he had been sitting in the same spot all day when in reality it had only been a couple hours at best, but regardless it was a couple hours too long and resulted in Spoole laying his head on one of the books he had open giving up on his reading.

[metaplier-blog]

Over the past few years, the library had made itself something of a sanctuary to one Mark Fischbach. Whether he needed somewhere quiet to crash after a game, or just needed to escape the stress of life in general, the near-perfect atmosphere of the library was always waiting.

He'd found, though, that it was also a frustrating place for a lot of students. Slaving over papers and whatnot isn't exactly a pleasant way to spend time.

Today seemed to be no exception, the pink-haired Ravenclaw noted with a little shake of his head. It looks as though this student in particular has just given up on whatever it is they'd been working on. Despite Mark's urging himself to mind his own business, he can't help but find himself gently tapping the other student's shoulder.

“Do you need some help, there?”

[jacksepticwizard]

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The faintest tinge of pink rises to Mark’s cheeks as he grins, and he can’t exactly help the rush of light pink to his hair at the sensation welling up in his chest. Even if his hair had dulled out considerably from the magenta color earlier, the bubblegum pink was unmistakeable now.

“I.. I appreciate that, a lot.” He gives a soft chuckle, trying to hide his face in Jack’s hair. “You’re too sweet, Jacky-boy.”

Jack smiles. The tables have turned now, haven’t they? He nuzzles Mark’s shoulder affectionately. He needs this, he really does. But, he has to remind himself, he needs to chill out a little. He can’t go all mother hen on him, it’ll probably scare him off. 

“Man, I just want to stay like this forever. Would it be bad to say that you’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met?” He chuckles, “This totally isn’t me buttering you up to prepare you for what comes with me caring about you, by the way.” 

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“You caring about me, eh? I guess my reputation hasn’t made it around to the other houses yet.”

Mark gives a little chuckle, nuzzling against his new friend. He’s got half a mind to just flop on Jack and curl up into his chest, but. Boundaries are still a thing, he has to remind himself of that. At least, some boundaries.

“And, you know what? I think you’re pretty damn cool yourself.”

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“Yer reputation, eh?” Jack lifts his head up, raising an eyebrow at Mark. “What reputation?” He smiles, shaking his head. Not like he doesn’t believe Mark; he’s curious. Scared, if only a little.

“Tell me, Mark–do you regularly eat breakfast?” He hopes it’s not too weird of a question, or at least that the joking smile on his face makes it a little less creepy, even though he isn’t joking.

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Mark gives a little shrug at that, and a smile. It's nothing Jack should be afraid of, of course. Except maybe their parental forces cancelling each other out.

“The reputation of being dad. I am the House father. A very cuddly one at that, if you hadn't noticed.”

He pauses briefly, mulling over Jack's question. Does he eat breakfast? Yes. At breakfast? Not so much.

“Um.. I have a snack stash if that counts. Mainly fruits and such. I don't usually wake up in time to get to actual breakfast. What, do you?”

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The faintest tinge of pink rises to Mark’s cheeks as he grins, and he can’t exactly help the rush of light pink to his hair at the sensation welling up in his chest. Even if his hair had dulled out considerably from the magenta color earlier, the bubblegum pink was unmistakeable now.

“I.. I appreciate that, a lot.” He gives a soft chuckle, trying to hide his face in Jack’s hair. “You’re too sweet, Jacky-boy.”

Jack smiles. The tables have turned now, haven’t they? He nuzzles Mark’s shoulder affectionately. He needs this, he really does. But, he has to remind himself, he needs to chill out a little. He can’t go all mother hen on him, it’ll probably scare him off. 

“Man, I just want to stay like this forever. Would it be bad to say that you’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met?” He chuckles, “This totally isn’t me buttering you up to prepare you for what comes with me caring about you, by the way.” 

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“You caring about me, eh? I guess my reputation hasn't made it around to the other houses yet.”

Mark gives a little chuckle, nuzzling against his new friend. He's got half a mind to just flop on Jack and curl up into his chest, but. Boundaries are still a thing, he has to remind himself of that. At least, some boundaries.

“And, you know what? I think you're pretty damn cool yourself.”

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Blossoms in Paris by  Christine Kim