The Question Was - “Did You Wear A Bow Tie With Different Color?”

It doesn't take a killer to murder

It only takes the reason to kill

We've all got evidence of innocence

Its everything's coincidence

The difference twixt fate and free will

Is the way you're singin' ooooh

Could you take a look at me?

Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?

Week 6 of @project-creatusannus (week 5 here), a tribute to wkm and probably my biggest project. Lyrics are from Will Wood’s “Laplace’s Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People!)”. Reblogs are very appreciated,, I’m really proud of this!!

A Quiet Observer. 

(Puppet JJ seems to give ‘ze good doctor’ company during his research. Researching the possibilities of transplanting a wooden soul into a human body can get very tiresome during late nights, so a helping boost from your patient can go a long way.) :)

These guys crack me up!

Decided to make some ego wallpapers as well! Here we have Marvin, Anti, and Schneep!

Secrets in the Static

Jameson Jackson was born with blood on his hands, put there by one who was born the same. Jameson Jackson was born with silver strings pulled taut around his wrists, controlled by a master that he can’t remember. He can’t remember. But his brothers can’t forget. After they had collected their shivering little brother, Anti’s own demonstration of how far his power stretches, they all made a pact with one another. Not a single one of them would dare breathe a word of this to their dapper man. He didn’t deserve to carry the burden that had been thrust upon him mere minutes after his creation. Ignorance is bliss after all.

They never believed that JJ meant anything to Anti past that video. They had thought that he had gotten bored of their baby brother. They had thought he was safe. But Anti had been in their heads. He knew how fiercely they all loved, how it could cloud their judgements and become their weakness. He knew exactly how much they would do for this puppet. JJ was a blank slate, and oh how beautiful a masterpiece he would create with their own devotion as his chalk. 

It was only two weeks after JJ’s initial possession that Anti made his first move. The glitch appeared before the littlest ego. At first JJ had tried to ignore him, thinking that it was just his imagination, a mirage of sorts. But the ghost kept appearing, getting closer and closer until there was no room left to deny his reality.

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The Celestials Collaboration!

One week ago, I asked for six other artists to join me in a very ambitious collab on Instagram! This is the final result!

It features each of the Jacksepticeye egos as a celestial being!

From top to bottom:

JJ as time itself by @jayofmemory

Jackie as the sun by @cozune

Henrik as the moon by @chocolatetweetl-01

Chase as the earth by me, @leobashi

Jack as the fallen angel by @hawkiemuffin

Anti as the demon by @_liinhyet_ (idk if they have a tumblr)

And Marvin as the stars by @madeline.secules (also don’t know, but check out their instas anyway)

Please go check them all out! They are amazing artists! This project wouldn’t have been possible without them and I am insanely grateful for what they contributed!

Erseptyl AU

Prologue Part2

So this is part 2/3 to the prologue of my fantasy au? I so apologize if this one doesn’t live up to the first. This one got a little too ambitious for me…. but I am still learning how to word ^^’ And dialogue.. i gotta learn to do that too. I’ll learn tho. I hope…. Criticism is appreciated ^^’

Part one - https://epicseptic.tumblr.com/post/660766644770062336/erseptyl-au

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“Ugh, this is so BORING!” Marvin groaned. He slumped in his place on the throne, leaning his elbow on the armrest with his head in his hand.

“Your Highness, please refrain from such inappropriate outbursts….” Anti was highly unamused by the misbehavior and the disapproving look on his face said it all. He stood to the left of the throne with a book as big as an encyclopedia in his arms and a quill in his hand. As Marvin’s royal advisor, he stood beside him throughout most of the day charting records and ultimately helping the prince make decisions on social and economical issues in the kingdom. He was typically very calm and passionate about his work, always wanting to get straight to the point and sometimes getting carried away. 

At least, that’s how Marvin saw it.

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☠with JJ as the one dying and maybe one or two of the other egos there as he goes? Idk I just love ur writing fam

(Oof, alright y’all the prompt, as you may have guessed, is character death, so be warned this is a sad one. Gonna put it under a “Keep Reading” so no-one accidentally reads it and gets sad when they didn’t want to do that. Also, thank you!)

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Jameson wheezed, staring up at the night sky, the stars twinkling brighter than he’d ever seen them. They were putting on a show, just for him, a dazzling display to ease the pain of what was happening.

He’d gotten away. He’d gotten away, and then he hadn’t. 

And then a bullet ripped through his chest.

He wasn’t sure how he was still alive, really. It hadn’t gone all the way through, so maybe that had something to do with it. He was too tired to really think about it.

He heard something thud on the ground next to him. His vision was fading, going black around the edges, but he could see enough to see the tear-streaked faces of Marvin and Jackie as they quickly knelt down over him. Marvin held his hands out, magic swirling around them, speaking healing spells and pleading with the universe to let his magic be strong enough.

“JJ, can you hear us?” Jackie said, his voice so distant and hard to grasp. “Come on, man, please, say you can hear us!” His frantic words were cut up with sobs. He took off his mask and wiped away the steadily flowing tears. 

Jameson managed a weak nod.

“Thank god. You’re gonna be okay, okay? Marvin’s healing you up and I’ll get you back to Schneep and-”

Jameson shook his head, or at least made an attempts at shaking it. He couldn’t really get his body to move much anymore.

“What? No, you’re going to be fine.” Jackie looked over at Marvin. “He’s going to be fine, tell him!”

“J-Jackie,” Marvin sobbed, his magic still focused on trying to heal, “He-he lost too much blood already.” His tears shimmered as they fell down his face, his eyes sparkling the same way as he tried to will his magic to become a miracle.

“No…” 

One of Jackie’s tears landed on Jameson’s face. 

Jameson tried to grab Jackie’s hand, but all he could muster was a slight twitch. It caught Jackie’s attention tough, and the hero gently lifted Jameson to put his little brother’s head in his lap. The corners of the youngest ego’s mouth twitched up, trying to smile. He felt comfortable. Safe.

Loved.

There were worse ways to go.

Jackie tried to find something profound to say, something that would make Jameson feel better as he left, but he couldn’t. He just held Jameson tight, held him close, and muttered again and again about how much he loved him. 

Marvin changed his spell to one of comfort. Jameson smelled homecooked meals made by his brothers, felt his favorite fuzzy blanket as though it was really wrapped around him, felt the endless love of his whole family warm his chest as his heartbeat got weaker and weaker.

He managed to lift his arm and put it over his heart. He flickered his eyes between his brother, though he could barely see them anymore. 

“We love you too JJ. We love you so much,” Marvin choked out.

Jameson’s mouth twitched again.

And then his eyes went still.

And he went limp in Jackie’s arms.

Hey guys ⟟ moved Tumblr accounts! My new one is @brokentimewatch please go follow me there if you don't wanna miss anything!

Misfit!Jameson, angst, hunger?

Though Jameson is typically very friendly, however, once a year on Halloween, he completely loses control and craves human meat. Since the Misfits were never human, Jameson has no interest in them and remains passive, but Chase wasn’t always a werecat, which puts him on the menu.

Jamie’s a scary boy! Thank you for your request, I hope I did it justice! 3/?