Here Is The Full Thing.

"Do you remember?.." with schneep and jj?

“Uhhhg, where…where am I?”

Jameson sat up, blinking against the blinding amount of light in the room.

This…this wasn’t where he was.

“H-hello?”

“JJ!”

Jameson flinched at the yell. A pair of arms wrapped around him in a crushing hug. “You are finally awake! It has been days!” The man released Jameson, leaving the latter gasping for breath. “Oh, I am sorry! I did not mean to prevent the breathing! Let me call in the others, they will want to see that you are okay!”

“Others?”

“Of course! Chase has been feeling very guilty, he will be happy to see you awake!”

Jameson looked at the man. He was sure they’d never met. “I’m terribly sorry, sir. I don’t know who Chase is, or who you are for that matter.”

The man’s face fell. “What?”

Jameson looked around the room. “How did I get here? I was just carving a pumpkin a second ago. I…I cut my finger, I believe. Did I pass out?” He looked at the man again. “You’re a doctor, I see. I was alone. How did you find me?”

All the blood had drained from the man’s face, leaving him ghostly in appearance. “JJ, I’m your brother. Schneep! Doctor Schneeplestien! Do you remember?”

Jameson felt bad for the man. He was so distraught. “I’m sorry. I don’t. I don’t think I have brothers or a family. Have you mistaken me for someone else, perhaps? And my name isn’t JJ. It’s Jameson.”

“Your nickname is JJ. We call you it all the time.” There were tears going down the man’s face now. Jameson felt a pang of sympathy. But the man was a stranger, so it was only a pang. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t know you.”

This the only way to keep you safe JBM and Jamie

(Mentions of being drugged. Nothing bad happens, I promise, but I felt the need to issue a warning nonetheless.)

“Please, JJ, you have to hide,” Jackie whispered. They were the only ones home, and someone had just broken in. They’d shot out the window, yelling Jackie’s name. A criminal he’d locked up in the past, after revenge. Jackie had locked himself and JJ in Schneep’s lab, but the criminal would find them sooner or later. “There’s a secret room behind a panel in the operating room, okay? Grab a scalpel and go in there.”

“I can’t leave you to fight the man alone! You haven’t got any of your enchanted items, and we’ve a better chance two-to-one.”

“He has a gun! I’m not letting you risk it. I handle this kind of stuff all the time. I’ll be fine, just go hide!”

JJ shook his head. “I’m not going to let you face him alone! You take risks to help others every day, allow someone to take a risk to help you!” Jackie cursed in his mind. JJ wasn’t going to back down. But he had an idea.

“Okay, okay. Let me find some weapons,” he murmured. He could hear crashing outside the door, the criminal still yelling as he tore the house part to find the hero. Jackie stood up and crept to the cabinets. He grabbed a new syringe and very carefully filled it with a sedative. Schneep had showed him how to measure the does properly once, and that knowledge had never been put to use. Until now.

JJ was watching the door. Jackie swallowed the guilt rising up in him. He snuck up behind JJ and stuck the needle in his arm. JJ tried to jerk away, but Jackie held him still. “Jackie, w-what are-”

JJ started to get tired. “I’m sorry, but if you won’t listen…this is the only way to keep you safe. I’m so sorry.” JJ went limp, and his breathing got slow. Jackie dragged him to the secret room, left a scalpel next to him, and closed the panel. He went back into the main room, just as the criminal began trying to force the door open.

just a quick question, do you do requests and if you do, can you draw a fusion of Jameson Jackson and darkiplier?

Here you go I present to you Dark and Jamie fusion xD (yes it took me waaaaay too long xD around 9-10h) Now this lovely chap needs a name~ [Dark hates me for the dance x'D] [[Edit: I forgot to say that it was heavily inspired by RubberRoss’ Gartic Phone Videos

Erseptyl AU

Prologue Part 3

Okay, pretty sure this is like 6,300+ words so I apologize for its length… Still, this is the 3rd and last part to the prologue so the real story should start soon. This was really difficult to complete and I’m very much not confident with it but I guess I am still just starting out. Plz don’t judge me too harshly ;w;

Link to part 2: 

https://epicseptic.tumblr.com/post/663233184515948544/erseptyl-au

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Marvin had returned to his room that evening after dinner to eagerly get started on his bedtime routine. He was exhausted after today and he was looking forward to a full night’s sleep, but he still had so much to do. He still had to wash up and let his hair dry, then he had to brush it and do his skin care routine. And even after all of that, he still had to brush his teeth too… Okay, maybe it wasn’t that much, but it sure felt like a lot of work. 

Before doing all of that though, he usually liked to have some time to himself to wind down and relax before bed. He had a special set of hobbies he liked to do at times like these when he was alone; he would often practice his makeup, rehearse solo dances to himself, and he would even go as far as to sneak out for a late night walk in the courtyard. He often got in trouble for that last one though for worrying the servants - namely JJ and Chase - with his absence…

Weiterlesen

Stringed Up

(TW: Needles, blood, Anti being Anti, electric shocks, and some good ol’ puppetry~)

“I’ve got no stri̡͉̘͓̬̖n̖͚͓͓̲̻g̨̧̬͕͕͖s̫̝̺̰͖͉ ̧̥̯̗͎̳ to hold me down~” The humming came from somewhere on Jameson’s right, a needle poked through his right arm, as his master slid a red string into the mutes arms, he winced, blood poked out from in-between his new strings, “Do you know why I like you JJ?~” Anti tapped the back of his skull, grinning, “You can’t scream. I do enjoy the wails every so often, but god, your eyes are so expressive its almost like your still scr̴̅͝e̵̾̓a̴̓̽m̴̿̚ing.” He inched his finger down JJ’s forehead and hovered over his right eye which was crying, his lips trembled, the fedora had been removed in this operation, he felt yet another needle poke into his neck, his masters breath cold and smelling of iron, “Now….Hold still.” His mouth opened in a silent scream as a wire was forced in, glistening with his blood he watched in horror as Anti plugged it into a socket.

Shocks convulsed throughout him as his new strings were pulled by Anti’s hands, slick with his own blood, feeling faint he was pulled to his feet, his hair standing on end, “Now….you should know why I gave you these strings, I want to see you dance.” He looked sick for a moment, wanting so badly to move his bruised fingers, but he found he could not move his limbs at all, unless his master pulled one to his whim. “Perhaps you didn’t hear me. I said…..d̵̪̠̐̂ä̸̳̳́̒ǹ̵͖͕̅c̷̱͎̅͠ȩ̸͈̋̚.” Yet another shock went through Jameson’s body as his arm was lifted in a makeshift pose, bowing before his master who’s grin was wide and made JJ’s stomach churn, he felt his feet start to move uselessly beneath him, as Anti hummed more of the song.

“I’ve got no strings to hold me down

To make me fret

To make me frown

I had strings…..” He pulled Jameson into his arms, tangling the strings around his puppets neck, watching the mute choke silently, eyes begging for release, “Good Puppet~” He let him go, watching him fall to the ground, breathing heavily, he walked forward, kicking him onto his back and causing yet another shock to go through the mute, his vision going black for a moment as he heard his master hiss the last lyric in his ear as he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up to pet his hair. “But now I’m free….There are no strings o̸͇̭͊͝n̵̥͕̋̚ ̵̨̬͒̊m̴̡͙̾͠e̶̻̮͌͋~”

(A/N: Oh boyyyyyyy this ones been comin’ for a while, actually, I had like a vision on what I wanted to do, but not how to go about it, thanks to some….lets say inspiration, I finally got it done, its a bit short but ya know…..)

Tag list: @anti–anon @wyverwithy @darcywillfindyou @pumpkin-demon (again if you wanna be added or removed let me know)

These guys crack me up!

"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.

Am i the Only one that Imagines Actor Mark hanging around with JJ? XD and he manipulates jj into Uh idk into trusting him

Ohh how very interesting! I fear JJ would be either too easily gullible, or too spitfire to allow it to happen! Actor has his ways and charms though, slipping like a snake through the lives of his characters. I’d imagine JJ becoming an interest to him due to JJ having a fling with Host right after being free from Anti, and Actor’s interest in him only peaks when he smells demon blood running through him, hears the river of time rushing in his ears at the sheer power of this unassuming boy. 

“Won’t you understand you’d be a perfect match to me,” he’d say, “With my storytelling and your time travel, we could make the world into anything we want!” And the only question now is whether Jameson would give in to the need for power after being traumatized for so long. Would he let this slippery snake into his world, perhaps just to feel useful or perhaps because the dripping gore from his mouth reminds Jameson of his Anti... 

I was bored so I started playing around with Mark and Jack’s eye colors. I think these turned out okay for a first try! ^^”

winged JJ in the air: graceful, elegant, fast. winged JJ the moment he touches down on the ground: wobbles and then trips over nothing.

He is both a gentleman and a disaster XD