#areyoureadingthishereihopeso #beean

It's him, the dapper man~

30 43 with jj and chase

Chase chuckled at the TV and re-adjusted his blanket again. He was having trouble sleeping, again. ‘Thank God for subtitles,’ he thought. No way he was risking one of the others waking up to lecture him.

“Chase?”

Chase turned around. “JJ? What’re you doing up bro?”

JJ rubbed his eyes. He was in the pajamas that Chase had gotten him for Christmas. The shirt had the design of a suit on it, “So you can be dapper while you sleep too!” Chase had joked. It warmed Chase’s heart. JJ sat down next to Chase.

“I’m afraid that I simply cannot sleep. Every time I drift off I…I have a nightmare. About the glitch. I would like to stay up with you, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, no problem!” Chase lifted up the blanket. JJ smiled gratefully and got under the blanket. He moved as close as he could to Chase, and Chase realized that JJ was shivering. He wrapped an arm around his younger brother.

JJ rarely talked during movies or TV shows, and tonight was no exception. Chase watched quietly as well. He wanted JJ to get to sleep, and taking would prevent that.

Chase moves the blanket thwy were sharing to cover JJ’s legs a bit better. The dapper ego didn’t say thank you, however, because he was already halfway asleep. Soon, his head was resting on Chase’s shoulder as faint speech slides with Z’s all over them floated around the room.

Chase found his own eyelids getting heavy. JJ made it so much warmer…Chase leaned his head back to lay it on the back of the couch cusion. Cozy. That’s how he felt. Cozy.

‘Cozy is a nice word,’ he thought, beging to drift off to sleep. He felt JJ snuggle closer, and when he finally did fall asleep he did so with a small smile on his face.

(I wrote this at past 5 am is it any good? I can’t tell I’m going to sleep now my eyeballs are sore.)

Whumptober #31: Prisoner

“This shan’t be the end of me, madcap. I’ll get out.”

Physically, Jameson was unresistant to his bonds. He didn’t flail or sob as Anti stripped his hat, vest and shoes. That blind panic had always been part of the fun, but the Glitch was game for something fresh.

“Is thi͡s͜ th͞e d҉e̡f̕ian̴ce͘ ̕they’ve ̨be̵en t̷ea҉c͞hing ͠you, pu͜ppet͠? Tak͡i̷ng ̢a̴ stan̢ḑ wit̛h pr͜e͞t̀t͏y word͝s?” Grinning, he slid his knife along the underside of Jameson’s jaw, point digging into the soft curve. He flinched just enough. “Go ̀on, then̴, ̢brav̢e b̶òy. Gi͡v̕e ̵y̧o̡u͟r ͠s͢p̵eec̛h.”

“Round and round, it’s always the same.” The hardness of Jameson’s gaze shone with unbid moisture. “No doubt you’ll string me up…violate my body, my mind. But it shan’t last forever. I shall be free again, which is far more than I can say for you, Master. Preying on my weaknesses will never free you of yours.”

Wire, PM JJ and Schneep? I've really begun to appreciate your version of a darker JJ recently, it's really cool.

“Now, my good sir, I need you to pay me a huge favor. You’d do anything for your Jamie, wouldn’t you?” he asked rhetorically, his smile brightening at Schneeplestein’s dazed nod. “Splendid! Open your hands.”

Slowly but without hesitation, the doctor obeyed, dimmed eyes flickering as Jameson laid a coil of thin wire across his palms. “What is this, master?”

“A test! I want you to wind that nice and tight around your throat, doc!” Ruffling his hair affectionately, he took a step back so he could better observe. “Let’s see if this works any better than it did for Antisepticeye.”

Lil bit of role reversal shenanigans,,,

I feel save with it so I still sleep with them

If you're fifteen or older an still sleep with a stuffed animal please reblog this.

My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.

Happy 2-year anniversary to A Heist With Markiplier! feat. some of my favourite endings!

I spent like all day yesterday on this cuz hyperfixation go brrrrr

Also go follow me on Tik tok I’m gonna try to do more stuff on there ✌️

I’ve been working on storyboards non stop, finally took a break to doodle something that wasn’t the storyboard, haha. Thought this would be cute :3

Henrik design © @10ths-writing-corner // @10th-no-name-person

Jameson design © @honey–dream

Art © @dmnfox

Can we get some hypnotism with Marvin and anti? Maybe Marvin trying to fight off some triggers anti left but then eventually falling- or regular hypnotism is good too!

Ti͏c͠k̴ ͡to͘ck. T͜ick͘ ҉tock. T͞i͟ck͘, ti̵c͡k̡,̕ ̷t̀i͡c͠k͏. Y̨ou̶ ̴c͘a͏n'́t s͢to͢p ̵i͠t͡,̧ ͠k͘i̢ttęn͝. It'̵s ́alw̷a̵ys th͜ere. I̛'vę be̵en ̡s͘o͡ p̢at̕i҉ȩnt, w͝aiting ̴f̕o͞r your gua̡r̛d҉ to ́sli͏p.

Kitten -- Slip -- Tick, tick, tick, ticking -- Reality felt like water streaming through Marvin’s fingers down a drain, his conscious thoughts swept away with it. The longer he swam against the current, the more the swirls of static around him felt like hundreds of needles on his skin. Resistance stung, defiance burned. Surrender would be so much easier! No͘ ̢more̡ fi̷ght͠i͠n͜g͡, n̛o͜ m͏or͘e p͢a͏i͢n͜.

With a ragged gasp, Kitten -- Marvin? -- dug his fingers into his tangled hair, trying to scratch away the static. It only seemed to carve it in deeper. Dee̸pe̵r, ͏d̡ęep͠er d̸o̸wn. The drain was looming larger, and the sweeping tide was... 

The tide was...so warm. Smooth, soothing as it spiraled past him. If he would only relax and follow it...