Poor Marvin XD

“Dóń'̵t̨ ̸y͏ou̵ D̵A̶RE ̢lay a̸n͏o̸t̢h͞e̡r͟ ҉f̵iņģer̶ on̴ my b̧r͡othe͟rs͠! ̕” (The artist of angst has arrived with another Anti and JJ sketch I thought you’d appreciate! :) )

Submitted by: @turquoisemagpie

My precious boys! I love them! (also the fact that they are barefoot is just so cute for some reason, thank you for this)

Day 351/365: “The Truth of Unus Annus”

It was always going to end.

Tomorrow: Acceptance

random normal pictures of Jack that look like the egos to me for no reason other than vibes GO

Jackie

Jameson

Marvin

Many thanks to @0-chaotic-potato-0 for this clip, But here’s your definitive answer for the egos

So shut up about them being finished please- /lh /s /j

(no but seriously this is why i was upset that people were saying it was all finished without actually letting Jack say his piece.)

Mob AU: Jameson Jackson

Next up: My favorite boy JJ! Again based on @pistachiolan‘s brilliant mob au. You can find the character art here! I absolutely adore his prim and proper look hiding the usual septic attitude. 

(Masterpost)

Jameson hums wordlessly to himself as he dries wineglasses with quick, sure hands. The bar is alive around him - people everywhere, talking, laughing, drinking. It is as if prohibition never happened - here, people are free to let loose their inhibitions.

Here, Jameson catches every word of what is being said.

“My brother said he saw some men moving about down by the river, throwing stuff into the water. Yeah, like boxes. No, of course he didn’t go to check!”

River. Few days ago. None of their shipment’s go that way.

“I love this place. Much better than the one over by Ridgeworth park!”

Rival bar, huh? not for long.

“I don’t know, I haven’t heard from them for weeks. What if something’s happened?”

Missing person. Possible kidnappning. Every drop of information, gathered, catalogued, packed away in his memory for later.

“Ey, barkeep, a glass of the raspberry beer, please.” Jameson turned and smiled, pouring the girl a beer. She smiled, thanked him, and handed over her payment without fuzz. Jameson took it to the till, put the money in its slot and hid the tiny slip of paper in the hidden compartment under the bench. 

“Thank you for your patronage,” He signed at the girl, and she signed back a thank you as well before heading to sit down at one of the rowdier tables, that welcomed her with cheers and laughter.

Nice girl, that one. Quick, polite, with eyes like a fox. Always good for what she got. He’d have to make sure to give her a raise.

Jameson turned back to his wineglass, bringing it up to the light to catch any stray droplets of water. 

He never missed a spot, after all.

Jameson Jackson is Chase’s left hand, in charge of the spy network and information gathering that the Family needs. If something is happening in the city, he knows it - and if he knows, Chase knows. He is stationed at The Septic eye, acting as the owner and bartender of one of the oldest resturants in the city in daylight, and the biggest speakeasy in town at night. The fact that it belongs to the Family is a closely guarded secret.

Jameson is an educated man, learnt in history and literature. His memory is as sharp as his mind, able to recall conversations and information with pinpoint accuracy. He was born mute - a deformation to his throat in the womb means he was never able to make any sound more complicated than simple humming. He communicates through writing and sign language.

Jameson came to the city alone and unafraid, working what jobs he could find. One day, an overheard conversation changed his life. Chase had just stepped in as the new leader of the Family - plots against him were many and varied. The one Jameson happened to overhear was a serious one, discussed between two of Chase’s father’s oldest friends. Jameson saw the opportunity and picked a side in that moment - choosing to stand with Chase and inform him of the plot with evidence in hand.

After that, Chase put him in charge of information gathering and the rest, as they say, is history.

The mute… he looks harmless, but those eyes are always watching. His hands flutter with strange signs. Keep your guard up around him, kid - you never know who will hear you.

"Alluring" with Marvin?

“Keep your eyes on the crystal,” Marvin cooed with an soothing smile as he twirled the chain gently between his fingers. “Watch how it reflects the candlelight. Back and forth...It invites you to reflect too. Let it carry the weight of your thoughts. Let it ease your mind, take all of your stresses away.”

S!Jameson is a mood to me. I want to cuddle him.

He will take all cuddles 🤲 :> (will probably fall asleep on you)

Bing: Ha, G stands for gay lmao!

Google: *Kisses Bing*

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

✨He✨

Egotober Day 1: Hat

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