FULL NAME : Antisepticeye

// this blog will be much more active after the holidays when i’m not as busy

Anti watched the  (pathetic)  girl grasp and tear at the air for whatever reality seemed to be melting away from her right in front of her very eyes. It used to be more entertaining, a fun little show for the demonic entity to sit down and watch from the sidelines. But now? Now it’s gotten a bit old, a bit stale. Too repetitive. ( over and over and over )  

He doesn’t let it go on longer, knowing exactly how to bring the little Jinx back to his reality, right here with him. A knife in hand, he blinks in to appearance behind her. Sharp, cold steel pressed to her warm flesh. Just a gentle touch, no pressure applied to draw forth a single drop of blood. Yet. There was still time for some bloodshed.

there’s always time for that.

Blue hair brushes against his chin. Ah, so she wasn’t too  l o s t  in her own mind. Not that Anti would have let her ignore him either way. He’d drag her out of psychosis just so he himself could personally escort her back there.

❝ Don’t sound so surprised, Jinxy. When have I ever gave you the idea I’d leave ya? ❞ Anger flashes across his features, only for a moment, as he gazed down at her, dual colored eyes focusing on the blade. Anti could press harder, slice through the thin skin of her throat. A distorted laugh echoes around them.

That laughter stops cold at the girl’s next words. A L O N E. He shudders, appearance distorting and glitching out. Take care of him? The demon growled. Now he was seriously considering sticking this knife straight through that throat. ❝ I’d latch on to some other poor, deranged soul, ❞ he hissed. ❝ Someone who isn’t always boohooing about blowing their family to smithereens. Into itty, bitty, bloodied, bite-sized pieces.  ❞

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Intimidation and Violent RP Prompts

It was happening again. Why was it happening again? The walls were closing in around her. Nothing was real, not when the shadows began to move. Jinx backed up and screamed, grasping at the t h i n strands of reality she remained connected to. Please, please!

Save me, Vi, save me!

But Vi wouldn't come. No one would come, not when it was like this. Not when she was such a jin--

At the feeling of the blade pressed to her neck, Jinx relaxed. Memory swirled forth, threatening her with its unpredictable nature. It could coil around her like a snake or it could let her be, watching, waiting for its time to strike. This time it waited, intrigued by the newcomer. As was she, though Jinx already knew who it was.

He came to her when reality bent until she couldn't see it anymore. It must have been a hallucination, a trick of the mind attempting to bargain with her. She couldn't be lonely, could she, not when such company dared to step foot in her presence.

Was he a presence? The knife felt real but she allowed her head to fall back anyway, grinning when her head finally rested against his shoulder. ❝ Aww, you came back for me! That's so sweet, ❞ she crooned. Her purple gaze flicked up towards him, a smirk tugging at her lips.

❝ Are you finally gonna kill me? Would be a shame... You'd have no one to take care of you. Poor little Anti, all alone in the world. ❞ There was a glint in her eye even as she mocked him.

Danger was just what she lived for, at this point.

♥  Favorite Characters Meme ♥

List your favorite characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people.

Monukuma - Danganronpa

Riku - Kingdom Hearts

Louise - Bob’s Burgers

Jeremy Gilbert - The Vampire Diaries

Baz - Carry On

Will Graham - Hannibal

Connor - Detroit: Become Human

Piglet - Winnie the Pooh

Peter Parker - MCU

Glamrock Freddy - FNAF

Tagged by @bomsplode

Tagging: whoever wants to do it

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JSE EDIT WEEK 6: favorite ego related things [1/?]    ↳ say goodbye

                    psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want.  want to spam me with memes?  break your ask limit.  want to send me random messages?  break your ask limit.  want to leave me love?  break your ask limit.  anything.  everything.  it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome.  you always have permission.  i mean it.

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Red, green, blue. Red, green, blue. The haphazard colours reflected chaotically in the whites of Mireya’s distant eyes, her gaze only shifting to take Anti in after his manic laughter broke the silence of the room. Whatever he’d said to her had gone in one of the ‘doll’s’ ears and out of the other.

All of a sudden, Mireya giggled with him, though the gesture was soft and hollow. The smile that lingered bore an undercurrent of pain. She looked down into her lap, a bloodied knife dormant on the ruined fabric. Even the knife itself was damaged, as if someone had taken a good chunk out of the sharp metal.

“I killed him.” She said. Where the knife had come from was a mystery. It could have been one of Anti’s that had been carelessly left somewhere, or it might have belonged to the victim that was now scattered into puzzle pieces all around the dark room. “I killed him with this knife. Now I’m almost like you.”

The demon is giggling to himself, continuing his mindless doodling in the blood. His gaze flickers between the blood, the  s c a t t e r e d  pieces of the corpse and his doll. So many interesting things to view in this moment. Where to look, where to look?

A quiet giggle joins his own, and Anti snaps his eyes towards Mireya. A wicked grin now on his lips. 

❝Yͣͬͣ̀͌óu͑ ̷̈͂ͥ͋̃̿̽did,❞ he hums. ❝You killed him good and dead! And made such a p̶ret̸t͠y͡ me̕ss̸.❞ Anti glitches out, disappearing and reappearing around the room, taking in the gore of the butchered body. (Impressive) The weapon, a spare knife belonging to Anti, did it’s job. Although it seemed to take some unfortunate damage in the process, it would be rather useless now.

Almost like Anti? Oh, sweet little doll. No one is like Anti.

❝Nah, if you were anything like me you’d be laughing right now,❞ the demon points out, almost scoffing. ❝You would be celebrating! You would be ecstatic and exploding!❞ As if to show an example Anti himself glitches wildly, bursts of static and color where he stands.