Guys, Gals And Non-binary Pals... 💫 H I M 💫

Soo some Days ago me and some friends Talked about Fnaf and the Egos and Yeah Somehow we Got to Anti and Dawktrap and as we Know they both posses people and me and a friend made a Joke about it

Anti: possessing is fun

Dawktrap: Oh yeah it is.. Hey how about we switch

Anti: huh?

Dawktrap: we switch for a day you get to posses Dawko and I get one of yours

Anti smirking: hmm Sounds fun new experience~

Anti: Oh Jameson~

Later Anti possessing Dawko and Glitchtrap Possessing Jameson

Poor boys

Jackie, trying to support DA!JJ: DONT LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS! DA!JJ: Ok! :D -goes to angrily sign at Dark for trapping him in the mirror- Jackie: WAIT JJ NO THATS NOT WHAT I- Aaaaand he’s gone.

Jackie: BECOME THE TERRIFYING GHOST YOU WERE ALWAYS MEANT TO BE

Jameson: HELL YEAH I’m going to unleash CURSES on this house!!

Jackie: uhhhhh hm.

Tension

Fantasy Masks AU: Chapter Eleven

A JSE Fanfic

Ayy, another one! Are you excited? I am! The group heads back to Wyvernlair, with a few small scenes happening along the way. Marvin and Jameson are here now, having some time adjusting to being in the group. Then, once they actually arrive and meet up with Jackie, he and Marvin…well, they have a lot of stuff to sort out. Not to mention there’s something going on with Jameson… Anyway, here it is, enjoy reading :D

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It took a few days for the group to lose any potential pursuers. Chase wasn’t sure that they’d been followed in the first place—or if they had, he didn’t think it was for long—but he understood the reasoning. They were heading back to Wyvernlair, the Masked Phantoms’ main base. They couldn’t risk the King or any of his warriors knowing where that was.

Once they were sure nobody knew where they’d gone, the group shifted direction, heading west instead of south. Chase had been confused about that, at first. They were mainly using the river as transportation. Wouldn’t it be hard to find a stream that headed in the direction they wanted? But that wasn’t the case. As it turned out, the defining characteristic of marshlands like the Moors was, in fact, still water, making it very easy to navigate. Who knew? Certainly not Chase; he’d never been in a marsh before this.

But as it turned out, Marvin had spent a lot of time in the Southern Moors. Chase had been surprised by that. He didn’t really seem the type. Though, maybe that was generalizing. Wizards had always seemed like they’d spend their time sitting in palace towers, reading books and practicing spells while wearing fine robes and jewelry. Chase had never pictured one spending time in swampy marshes.

Weiterlesen

Ooo awsome

stills from a 3d animation i made in blender.

the full animation:

reblogs very appreciated! <3

Lost My Reason All Again // Comic Version This comic is drawn based off of the written story by @10ths-writing-corner Before continuing please give the story a read! https://10ths-writing-corner.tumblr.com/post/621645315575037952/finally-after-all-these-years-henrik-could

Part 1

hey, lets get some food going, we got a new family member to welcome!

Puppet loosely strung

"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 😭

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This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

Are you up for writing rn? Could I see Chase comfort JJ after a nightmare? I'm having a rough night, I could use some boys 💔

“Do you want to talk about it?” Chase ventured as Jameson clutched the fabric of his nightshirt and blinked away the last vestiges of sleep.

“It...” He floundered, helplessly throwing his free hand. “Antisepticeye. What more can I possibly say? How long is he going to hold this power over me? How long am I going to be...plagued with his presence?”

“I -- I don’t know, Jem, but it’s us against him. We’re right here with you, we’re stronger together. And...you have your God with you too, don’t you? Every minute of every day? Isn’t that what you believe?”

“...Yes. Always.” With a slow exhale, the shudder in his shoulders eased. “That madcap holds no power to ever change that.”

hey so im not dead! unlike jj here!