Are You Up For Writing Rn? Could I See Chase Comfort JJ After A Nightmare? I'm Having A Rough Night,

Lil bit of role reversal shenanigans,,,

Happy birthday, JJ!

Hope our favourite dapper man has an awesome day today, and I hope you guys have a Happy Halloween! Stay safe you guys!

A Disney AU

I’ve been toying around with this idea for a while so I’m gonna post the first chapter and see how it does. If y’all like it I’ll post more. Either way, I like it, Anyway here’s Chapter 1 of Marvin and Jameson’s story. 

Jameson knew from the moment he could first form his own thoughts that Anti didn’t love him. He knew he kept him away from the outside because he wasn’t like everyone else. Anti never told him why he was different but he knew he was. Maybe it was because he wasn’t magic like Marvin, but he wouldn’t allow Marvin to go outside ether. Was it because he has no voice? But that wasn’t even his fault. Maybe it was all his scars. Jameson didn’t care much anymore.

“Jaaaaames” a familiar voice whined from above “Is breakfast ready?” Jamie looked up in the rafters to see Marvin, his long braid falling to just below his knees. Anti had brought home some fresh flowers and Marvin had selfishly decided to have Jamie braid them into his long hair. Not that Jamie care all that much, they weren’t for him anyway. They were for Marvin. Everything was for Marvin. The tower they’re in, the food Anti brings home, the paints, the flowers, all for Marvin. Jameson was pretty sure that even he was a gift for the magician. A companion. Or at the very least a sacrifice to him. Jameson nodded and motioned for him to come down. He looked at the eggs in the skillet.

Weiterlesen

#<3

Anti: So, you appear on the screen and screech at them, got it?

JJ: >:(

Now I’m curious to see our mute baby boy as an angry mute potato…

Deep, for Marvin, Jameson, and Anti?

He didn’t want to be doing this. Every fiber of instinct in him was trying to fight, but the hands clasped around his wrists burned, weakening him, leeching more and more of his magic to put into the spell. “Stop…” Marvin choked out as Anti forced his hands back and forth. “Stop…!”

“Wh͏y ̨g̸o ͟to the e͞f͡f́o̴ŕt of ͏mák̶in̛g̢ ̷mý ͡o̡w̸ņ p͜u҉p̛pȩts…” Anti hissed, his breath hot in Marvin’s ear. “…wh̶ęn ̕yoưr ma͘g̕ic can͡ m̕ake ́t̵h͞e͘m for̨ ͜m͡e?” He tightened his grip, nails tearing into Marvin’s skin, drawing rivulets of blood and a pained whine from him. “Ta̕ke͏ ͞h̵im ͜deepe͢r͏.”

“N – No!” He tried to thrash, tried to extinguish the energy pouring out of him, but the static seeping into his skin was paralyzing. “F-Fight it, Jays!”

Slumping to his knees in front of them, Jameson remained fixated on the swirling lights in front of him, letting them envelop his senses. It was Marvin’s magic. Why would he fight it? He trusted Marvin’s magic…It would never hurt him…It felt…good…

Bing: Ha, G stands for gay lmao!

Google: *Kisses Bing*

Google: Uno reverse card. You're gay, too.

"Why are you resisting?" Anti please!

Green – red – white – black – The world around him had been swallowed up in those clashing, blinding colors. Jameson’s eyes and ears were pounding, stirring hot sparks of pain as he shook his head against the intrusion, but it felt as if the more he fought it, the harder it became to form his own thoughts. Worse, the monster was turning them against him, whispering them back in the static as his words.

Not…a puppet!

“A pu̡p̨̧p̵̵̶e̵͟͜t…A pup̡̕͡ṕ̸͞ȩt…”

Leave me…alone…

“A͡l͜o͏͘n̡͡e…A͜͢lwa̸̵ỳs͜ ̶̧͡a̡lơņ̵e…”

With every passing moment he could feel his body falling number and limper in Anti’s grasp, knees buckling. With mocking gentleness Anti lowered him down, letting him kneel. Using what little strength he had left, Jameson shook his heavy head once more, slurring something too garbled and pained for his speech slides to catch. Green, red, white, black –

“Why͜ aŕ̀e͘ ̨ỳơu̶̶ r̛es͟i̧͜͠s̨̀t͏͏͢i̵̕n͡g͠? T͠͡he p̴á͠i̧n͢ ̴oņ̀͡l͘͟y la̛şt̸͢͡s͞ ̡͡a͜s̢ lon̴̢g͝ ą̵͘ş̢ yo̵u ̷f͠i̡g͠h̴͘t ̷i̸̡t̷̀, b͞҉͠oy.” 

With the faintest of strokes to Jameson’s cheek, the static changed, drawing a faint gasp. It smoothed and quickened within him, pouring to the tips of his toes and filling him to the crown of his head. At the very edge of his mind, however, there was a gap, a gap that hurt – the last resistance. It hammered between his eyes, aching, screaming. He stood on a precipice with a wave of static frozen over him. Green, red, white, black –

The wave…It would feel so good, it would soothe that last pain.

Green – red – white – black.

W̶e̴à͠k̀͜ – b͜͏l͢e̸̶̕e͏ḑ – f̡̡́ơ͘r͢ge̴̛t – s͜le̴e̡p.

The wave crashed and he drowned in it.

Times Up

Description: Happy 4th year anniversary to KJSE :)

(TW: for blood, existential dread, character death, a knife, possession, ticking of a clock)

Tick. Tock.

The doctors eyes blinked in synchronization with the clock on the wall, it was the only way to keep calm. To think straight. The man before him paced and hurried around, up and down. Up and down. It would be on this date, wouldn’t it? The moment his own internal clock decided to finally stop.

Tick  And tock.

“His body doesn’t belong to you.” Schneep said quietly, but it was enough. Black soulless eyes met his own, the mustache quivered, lips forming a terrible smile. The voice that came out, forced, hoarse, unnatural, grated into the doctor’s ears, “Oh. I know. Poor poor puppet. Did you know how hard he fought me doctor. For a man who’s mute this one bites~. His body might not be mine. But he’ll do. Of course, none of this would have happened if it wasn’t for you~.”

A pause. As the hands on the clock moved closer to his inevitable doom. His knuckles were white as he gritted his teeth, "You know as vell as I do, glitch. That ….what happened to Jack was your fault. Not mine. Yours.” A snarl as he felt the air whizz beside him, an inhuman claw nearly missing his face by inches as Anti only chuckled, calming down. The eyes turned what would be a normal shade of blue. But Schneep knew better, it hardly showed what little was left of the man he had gotten involved. Now that…..was his fault.

Tick. Tock.

Like Jack before him, Jameson had no idea what he was dealing with when he got here. Neither did Schneep, for that matter, perhaps…..No. Marvin hardly knew either. He heard the tsking sound from the monsters mouth, mixing with the sound of the clock It ticked ever longer. He no longer felt warm, it took a moment to realize the knife was in his heart. Blood blossomed as it beat slower and slower, quickly and quietly failing him, as the man chuckled above him, “What does matter doc, is that you’ve been a thorn in my side for far too l҉̙̙̬͎̥o̡̠͓̦͎ng. And right now? Your times up.”

He felt like he was floating, an odd sense of peace coming over him as he drew breath after breath, a star lighting up in his mind as he begged for the man in the bed in the other room not to hate him. To wake up. To remember he was good. He was good. And with that final thought, the doctors heart finally stopped. The man above him sighed, shaking his head once, and walking out the door, as the clock struck 12, and time marched on.

Tick. Tock.

(A/N: So, originally I wrote this when my power was out on July 22nd, during which I decided when my power returned on the 24th, I would make this an anniversary writing, since KJSE’s 4th anniversary was coming soon, and I felt like it was at least appropriate to wait a while after FIFTEEN MONTHS given the context of the matter and the state of the fandom concerning the egos. In any case, I’m writing all this on the 24th, so who knows, something might’ve happened involving the egos, and if this in anyway is a jinx in that case, I’m sorry???? Oops??? Anyway, you know the drill, if you want to be added to the tag list, give me a shout via ask, DM or comment below and I’ll be sure to add ya :P)

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Lost My Reason All Again // Comic Version This comic is drawn based off of the written story by @10ths-writing-corner Before continuing please give the story a read! https://10ths-writing-corner.tumblr.com/post/621645315575037952/finally-after-all-these-years-henrik-could

Part 1