bomsplode:
Everything begins to spin. The world around them isn’t quite real anymore, a fragment in the madness spiraling within her mind. Jinx grabs her head with one hand, the other still stretched out to ward away the whispers, the shapes, the claws that long to grab her.
ALL YOUR FAULT ALL YOUR FAULT–
She turns to him when he says he sees everything. It must be real, then, and everyone around her must be playing a sick joke. Unless he’s the one playing? Unless… Unless it’s all actually fake? ❝ Shut up! I told you to shut up! ❞ Her words are practically drowned by his, though the shadows seem to listen.
They gather around Anti and she stares, watching them dance around him. Claws and teeth and blank white gazes. Claggor and Mylo, her brothers, the people she killed… They aren’t actually here. She knows that (does she?) yet runs back to Anti anyway.
Jinx reaches out, grabbing at his arms to keep herself steady. The glitching is messing with her, bringing out more shapes and colors she isn’t sure are real. ❝ You’re safe, you’re safe, ❞ she tells him, like she isn’t even sure it’s true. But they’re dancing around them both now, like there’s a barrier, like he’s protecting her. It makes her feel a little better, though the voices continue to course through her mind. Her head twitches, this way and that, looking at who’s talking.
❝ I know, ❞ she hisses to the image. ❝ I know that. You don’t have to tell me! ❞
Oh how the demon wished he could see the world through her eyes right now. Anti longs to see what t o r m e n t s the girl for himself, instead of letting his imagination (and oh what a wild imagination he has) come up with the visions and stories. At the very least, Anti can add on to whatever it is troubling Jinx. It wouldn’t be nearly as fun to watch her suffer if he had absolutely zero part in it.
Glitches blur his appearance, distorting him for Jinx’s view in seemingly impossible ways. Bright colors flash around him. ❝ Sh̢̦u̧͙̮̙t̶ ͕̞̙͉͎͉͡u̷͕̯̝̮p̟̝̭ ̱̠̞͙s͓̥h̗͚̥u̞̭̯̭̺̟t̷͇̥ ̰̮͉u͍̠͎̭͇̖̝p͇̰̥̞̬̦͔!̲,❞ he cackles, tone mocking even in his cheery laughter.
His form shakes and shudders at her touch, Anti glitching backwards just a step and flinging his thin arms out wide. ❝ Safe? Do you even know what safe means? What safe is? ❞ the demon laughed, looking around them as if he too was seeing the figments of Jinx’s fractured mind stood near them. ❝ Don’t have to tell ya what? What do they tell you? Good things? Bad things? Oh I hope its bad h́͢͡ee͠҉h̶̀ah͢͢e̸҉͢ḩe̸͢e̸͜! Do they describe the pain of death? I imagine it was a bombastic way to go! ❞
a quick reminder that my reply time does not equate to how interested i am in writing with you or your muse ! i am a slow writer when it comes to replies - this is my hobby and i have to prioritise mental health , work , studying or whatever else is going on in my life . sometimes my muse will be fickle , and i’ll have energy for certain threads or asks over others ! this does not mean i have forgotten about you or your muse . i love each and every one of my roleplay partners , and i appreciate your patience endlessly ! i’ll always be available if you want to scream about our babies , and i look forward to when i do have the energy to respond to our things <3
// i swear one of these days i’ll have more time to hop on here and do more than just one reply ughhh
Just a colored sketch of Anti. I haven't been drawing properly due to burn out and school, plus i don't have any drawings that are good enough to post. I apologize for my absence.
Sketch is from Autodesk Sketchbook, and the Coloring is from Paint Tool Sai 2.
My comment in this piece... My eyes are bleeding.
If i can, i might do this again for the other egos.