Fantasy Masks AU: Chapter Nine
A JSE Fanfic
Finally, we reach the action! Henrik, Chase, and the others are here to rescue Marvin! Will everything go smoothly? Either way, I’m excited to show you guys :D I’ve been planning this for a while now, and it’s nice to finally have another actiony part in this AU. And, yeah, I have nothing else to say. Short author’s note. Hope you guys enjoy ^-^
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Chase woke up to someone shaking him. He rolled over, and looked up to see Henrik. “Hhrm?”
“Ah, sorry to wake you,” Henrik said apologetically. “But we are about to start planning. I thought you would want to join.”
“Oh. Right.” Chase sat up, and looked around. It didn’t really feel like any time had passed since he’d laid down to take a nap. And it didn’t look like it had, either, since the windows to the inn room were thick, blocking out all light when they were drawn. “Of course.”
“Great. We are meeting in the other room. Follow me.”
They were planning in another inn room, which was rather small with about fifteen people crowded into it. By the time Henrik and Chase arrived, all available sitting areas had been taken, including on top of the beds. Chase closed the door behind him as they entered, and awkwardly leaned against the nearby wall.
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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
This made me cry Its so sad...but also filled with much Angst 😢😭❤
A/N: -VIOLENT COUGHING- I just want to apologize for what y’all are about to read. This was painful to write, in such a good way. If you want to blame someone, blame @dmnfox and @anon-jameson. Both of them, hecking talented and gave me the opportunity to write this. So, credit for this idea goes to both of them. Oh! Before you start reading, make sure to have this song playing while reading, since it’s part of the inspiration. Enjoy qwq
Trigger warnings: Blood, death, choking.
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Finally… after all these years, Henrik could finally have his revenge on the glitch. On the demon that held him captive for so long, the demon that hurt those he loves. After all this time, he was going to pay. And Henrik… he was going to enjoy every bit of it.
Weiterlesen
Egoshipmas day 18! Sometimes a family is two bad bitches, their theater kid best friend and his husband
@egoship-stuff @geekyfox2 @cherry-angrynoodle
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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◼ ⬛ - Wing!Ego Concepts - ⬛ ◼
Edwin/Marvin ( Leader ) - Snowy owl
Jackie ( Cargo / Weapons carrier ) - Blue Banded Fire Dragon
Vincent/Antisepticeye ( Weapons smith ) - Green Finned Acid Dragon
Robbie the Zombie ( Loner ) - Black Bat
Henrik ( Medic ) - Whooping crane
Mordechai/Chase ( Scout ) - Harris hawk
Jameson - ( Cloudling caretaker / Head of cavalry charges ) - Pied crow
@sneezemaster ‘s Gear!Ego Concepts - here
(I... I just realized I didn’t sign that last ask, the one about being bored... so yeah, that was me, btw... whoops) I’d love some angst, if you’re up for it. Also, gosh, if I had the chance, I would want to hang out with you! Watch YouTube, chat, chill... it would be fun! - Vic
(That would be fun! Sorry this took forever, as soon as I started writing we had to go out. I have no idea what this is, nor why it went the way it did, but I hope you enjoy!)
“Aŕe҉ y̸o͝u̸ ̷r͏ęady͞, pùp͠p̕et̸?”
Schneep didn’t answer. Ever since Anti had taken him they’d done the same things every day. He just hung his head, waiting for the inevitable. Anti laughed.
“W͝e'r҉e̵ tŕyin̕g ̷someth҉i̧ņg͜ ne͡w t́od̢ay̷.,” Anti said, literally buzzing with anticipation. Schneep raised his head. Something new? What fresh torture had the glitch thought up?
Anti tossed a scalpel to Schneep. It hit the floor with a small clink. Schneep glared at Anti as the glitch cackled. Very funny. Toss something to a shackled prisoner who couldn’t catch it. ‘Very f**king funny,’ Scnheep thought. But he knew better than to say it out loud. Anti stopped laughing abruptly, his eyes going black. “Y̧o͝u ͟h̶av̧e͜ ͡a pa̵ti͝en̶t̵, d͢octor̷.̀”
Schneep stumbled when Anti pushed him forward. He gripped the scalpel tightly, it’s familiarity a small comfort after weeks but also a painful reminder of…of his failure the last time he’d held one. The failure that had lead to his situation. A light flickered on. And on an operating table laid an ego.
It wasn’t Jackie, or Chase, or Marvin. It was an ego Schneep had never seen before. A new one.
Did…did that mean Jack was alive? Hope sparked in Schneep’s chest. But it was snuffed by the static that burst in his ears.
A new ego. Before he’d been rescued?
“D́o̧ ͡you͝ ̛thįn͏k ̵the̢y̶'re̵ ͠stil͢ļ l͏óo̢k̕i̡ng fo͟r҉ y̨o͏u?” Anti’s voice whispered through the static. “N͟o.͡ ̷Th͡e͢y̡ fou̧nd͜ ͟sóm̴eo̴n͟e͢ ͢n̴e̶w. ̡Some̸one͞-”
“-to r̡͡ep̸͢͏l͠a͞c̷̕ȩ́ me,” Schneep finished, hurt and anger beginning to build in his chest. His words had been barely a murmur, but they echoed around him. Some part of him protested. Maybe Jack hadn’t meant to make someone new! Maybe it was an accident! But Anti’s influence flooded his mind and silenced the protests.
“Sho͝w̧ ̸h́i̢m̡ ̶h͟e̛ c̸an͟'̡t re̛pl҉ace͜ yo͞u.͜ S͡how҉ th̡e҉m͏.͡You͠ ̧h͠a̵v̡e̡ ͜so ̡m̵a͞ny͢ ̴sc͝a̛r҉ş. ͞A͢n͏d̵ he's͠ b̢ra͠n̵d n̶e̵w͢.̕G̀i͠ve ͟h҉i͏m s̷ome̕ sc͠a͞r̛s̡,̵ ̵pu̧p͝p͝et.͏ B͟reak͏ ͢their ne͡w ̛l͝įttlé ͡to̧y̷.”
“Scars…break.” Schneep moves closer. “If…if they want to replace me…it should be acc͜ưra͟t͡e.
Aww Adorable
I was gonna post this as Q&A thing but I conldn’t put the video for some reasons
but Yeah, He’ll do that sometime when he’s bored but most of the time He’ll just forget that there’s the thingy on his head, And when he does play with it, He can stay like that for a loong time :]
@jayofmemory
"Panting, Anti looked at his puppet with blood on his eyes. Jameson stared at him with a blank expression, which made the glitch swallow hard [...]"
Word counting: 530
A/N: happy halloween!!! have some dapperanti 💀
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— JAMESON, WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS HAPPENING?
Panting, Anti looked at his puppet with blood on his eyes. Jameson stared at him with a blank expression, which made the glitch swallow hard; he hated to admit, but that was more terrifying than any face he could make.
[Let me put myself in your shoes,] he showed his arm, the strings barely holding it, [as a puppet loosely strung. Around you they were so confused, that a faulty man could have so much fun.]
He walked behind Anti, his hand following the wooden chair print. He stopped in front of him again.
[They read your smiles,] he lifted his chin, [nothing but teeth], he dropped him, raising an eyebrow, [they looked at you with pity first, and then disbelief.]
— What the fuck are you talking about?...
[Let me put myself in your shoes, as a puppet loosely strung. They may think they'd never choose to be the man that you've become.]
He turned one of the lights with a controller, showing Jackie held by a collar and giant handcuffs on his wrists. Anti gasped.
[Did you feel the weight of other's views, or was their ignorance a source of fun?] He looked down, widening his eyes; a single sweat ran down the side of his face, [I hated the whispers on the street…]
— Whispers?
[Why, yes! Do you think it's easy to live with hallucinations?] Jameson answered so innocently, like if he wasn't talking about something serious.
Or kidnapping his own puppeteer.
[In the past, you would have been seen as a family's disgrace, now they think you're putting on a brave face,] he smiled softly, ruffling Anti's hair, [They might fear that one day they'll wear your shoes… but you're the one who's laughing, you had nothing to lose.]
He grinned, turning all the lights. All of the septics were in cages, looking like wild animals that had just been captured. Anti tried to scream, but his voice didn't come.
[They were trying to separate us, my darling,] he crouched in front of the glitch with a disturbing wide smile, placing both hands on his face, [they just couldn't see… That it was me needing you, not you needing me], he got up again, his obsessive expression turning into a cynical one, [they just couldn't see… That a puppet loosely strung is not what I wanna be].
He pressed the controller again, turning off all the lights and only keeping the one illuminating them. His red glowing strings appeared again.
[I'm tied to so many things I don't need to do,] scissors appeared on his hand, and he cut the one on his right arm, [I'll loosen myself to feel more like you.]
That being said, the scissors gave space to a needle, and he crouched on Anti's side, grinning at him. The glitch lost all the blood on his face.
— Ja-Jamie… what are you doing?...
[They just couldn't see, that it was me needing you, not you needing me,] he chuckled, licking the string to put on the needle, [they just couldn't see, that a puppet loosely strung is not what I wanna be.]
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tfw you created the perfect puppet but turns out he's crazier than you and is now obsessed with you
hope this makes sense <3 and yes jj will sew his strings onto anti one by one if he needs it
tagging @glass-trash-bab @theprinceofflies @intothebutterflyburrow (uh grey feel free to rb in any blog you want actually lfjsjdj) and last @florenceisfalling because they were the one who showed me this music 😭
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! ^^”
Woah... So many options but how about JJ and aahhh... I can't decide! Okay, JJ in God AU 😊
JJ x Gods AU // Request #16
JJ The God of Time - How else could I portray our boi than the time-bending god! He’s a relatively calm god that likes to watch people, but instead of walking among them like Wilford, he prefers to stay out of sight. He enjoys watching people grow and improve.
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He/They/Cipher | Minor | in to many fandoms to count | Loves to Roleplay | Favorite JSE Ego Jameson Jackson| "I mostly Re-blog stuff. when my motivation is back maybe I will post my own Fanfictions ^^" |
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