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Hi there! I'm Charlie [he/him], a minor trying his best! Asks, Anon asks, and DMs are always on so feel free to start a conversaiton with me! I love to draw and write, though I seem to be a tad better with words than art. But I enjoy both, so who cares? Anyway, enjoy your stay, friends!

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[anxiousboi-char]

Egoshiptober, Day 4 - Cold OR Heat

Now, I picked to go with Cold for this one, but some warmth ended up in it nonetheless.

Pairing: JJ x Jackie (I can’t find their ship name anywhere)

Words: 700

Warnings: None

It was already getting dark, like it usually did during wintertime, but Jackie knew he couldn’t get back home yet. He still had a large part of the city to patrol and he refused to skip even a day of his rather unusual job. However, when he looked down at the main street from a rooftop, he noticed someone waving at him. After he got over the fact that someone noticed him despite his best attempts to hide, he finally focused on the person and almost immediately recognized his boyfriend, Jameson.

He waved back and quickly got down from the building, pulling off his mask and putting on an oversized, blue hoodie he always had in the backpack he wore during his patrols. Figuring that this was enough of a disguise, he finally walked into the street and quickly made his way over to Jameson, who had no issue spotting him in the crowd despite the quick change of clothes.

JJ, unlike Jackie, was dressed very properly for the cold weather, he was wearing a woolen, fluffy hat, a long scarf, a warm jumper with a coat thrown over it, and a pair of gloves. He also had a backpack with him, though it didn’t seem too heavy. 

“Hey, Jamie! What are you doing here?” Jackie asked him when he finally got close enough to him.

‘Hello, Jackie! I wanted to see you!’ Jameson signed with a cheerful expression on his face. ‘Aren’t you cold?’ he added upon seeing how lightly Jackie was dressed.

“Well, maybe a bit, but I’ll be done with the patrol soon anyway…” he answered dismissively. With a silent sigh, his boyfriend pulled down his backpack and unzipped it.

‘You’re in luck, I have something just for you!’ he signed before reaching down to it, pulling out a thermos and handing it to the confused hero. Jackie was surprised by how hot it was at the touch. ‘I made you some warm tea!’ Jameson announced.

“Whoa, that’s really nice! Thanks, sugar!” Jackie smiled, trying to unscrew the lid to taste the drink.

‘You’re welcome. Are you sure you’re not cold?’ JJ signed, noticing the hero’s hands trembling slightly. Jackie shrugged.

“As I said, I’ll be done soon anyway-” he tried to avoid the question, but didn’t get to finish.

Before he could refuse, Jameson pulled off his hat and scarf and put them on his boyfriend instead. They were very warm and the hero couldn’t find it in himself to pull them off and give them back instantly. Only when he saw Jameson pull off his coat as well and hold it out for him, he came to his senses.

“What about you, Jamie? You’ll be cold too!” he tried to argue, but Jameson wouldn’t pull back the hand in which he was holding the coat.

‘My jumper is good enough to keep me warm until I get home, and we both know your patrols take a lot of time. And we don’t want you to catch a cold, do we now?’ Jameson shut down his arguments. Jackie hesitated before sighing in defeat and taking the coat off Jameson’s hands and putting it on.

“Fine… But only this once,” he agreed. No matter how strong he was, he would never win this argument and he knew that.

‘Of course. I’ll get you some warm clothes before tomorrow,’ Jameson nodded in agreement before smiling warmly. ‘You look lovely in this coat,’ he complimented.

“...You think so?” Jackie asked, a smile appearing on his face as well. JJ nodded.

‘Of course, dear,’ he confirmed before taking a step forward to give Jackie a kiss on the cheek. ‘Now good luck saving the world,’ he signed as a goodbye.

“Thank you, Jamie. I’ll see you back at our house, alright?” Jackie responded. 

After receiving a nod of confirmation, he disappeared into the crowd only to get back to the top of the building and put on his mask once again. Before continuing on his way, he took a moment to drink the drink he got and admire the way it tasted… Jameson’s tea was always the best. And even though he had to take off the bonus hoodie to make sure that his suit’s logo was visible, his boyfriend’s coat was more than enough to keep him warm throughout the rest of the patrol.

[anxiousboi-char]

Egoshiptober, Day 3 - Café

Now, this one ended up being a bit longer than my other ones but like,,, I feel like it’s still good so here ya go, another story for another day with another ship.

Pairing: heroaverage (Jackie x Chase)

Words: 1200, apparently

Warnings: None

Jackie was running down the street, glancing down at his wrist every couple of moments before swearing under his breath and speeding up. This was supposed to be his and Chase’s first official date and he was meant to get there 5 minutes ago. Maybe it wasn’t much time, but he was afraid that his partner would leave before he manages to get there and explain himself. He tried to fix up his hair and straighten his hoodie on his way, but it obviously wasn’t too successful with him running in the meantime.

Finally, he reached the café they were supposed to meet at, but he couldn’t see Chase anywhere outside. He felt anxiety fill him, but he figured he might as well check inside before he goes home and tries to text him. He pushed the door to the building open and walked inside, looking around. Finally, he saw a familiar person sitting in a corner with an empty chair in front of them and he felt relief wash over him.

“Jackie! Over here!” Chase waved at him as soon as he noticed him enter. The hero clumsily made his way towards the table with a smile forming on his face.

“Hi, Chase, it’s… great to see you,” he greeted a bit awkwardly. It was his first date in forever and he wasn’t sure how else to start. Chase chuckled at that greeting, but didn’t seem to mind it.

“It’s great to see you too, Jackie. Sit down, I got you a drink already,” he answered, pointing to a cup sitting on the table next to the free chair. Jackie looked at it and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

“Whoa, that’s actually my favorite drink! How did you know that?” he gasped, not able to hide amazement in his voice.

“A man has his ways,” Chase winked. “You mentioned it some time ago,” he gave an actual answer after a bit of silence. He was worried that it came off wrong, but Jackie was just too amazed to speak at first.

“That’s really sweet of you,” he said finally, sitting down in the chair that was left for him. “And I’m sorry for being late but-” he tried to explain himself, but before he could, he accidentally knocked a sugar bowl off the table.

Thanks to his sharp senses, he realized just in time to reach down and grab it before it could hit the ground and shatter, making a mess. However, Chase’s reaction was just as fast and the two tried to grab it at the same time. Luckily for them, they didn’t hit their heads and the sugar was caught in the air, but while Chase ended up holding it, Jackie only managed to put his hand on top of his.

“N-nice catch!” Jackie chuckled, backing his hand away and doing his best not to blush. Even if those were just their hands touching, it did make him a bit flustered.

“You were quick too,” Chase smiled, setting the sugar bowl back on the table. He didn’t comment on Jackie’s expression and seemed to be far less nervous about this date. “So, you were saying?”

“Yeah, I wanted to apologize for being late,” Jackie repeated, his expression getting a bit more somber. “I just got my ass kicked in a fight and the bad guy got away and I had to quickly change at my apartment and then I still tried to look around because I was worried that they followed me and would do something and-” he tried to explain, but he grew more nervous as he spoke.

“Hey,” Chase said, stopping him from rambling more by gently grabbing his hand under the table. “It’s alright, Jackie. I’m not mad, and I’m sure you’ll get them next time,” he said softly, looking into Jackie’s eyes. That alone seemed to reassure the hero enough to replace his troubled expression with a sheepish smile.

“Thanks… I guess I will,” he agreed hesitantly.

“I’m sure you will, we both know what you can do,” Chase clarified. “But for now, just relax. We can worry about that later,” he added. Jackie nodded and took a deep breath, pushing the anxiety away.

“You’re right. So, how was your day?” he asked, getting the conversation on a more normal track. Still, they kept holding hands under the table.

The two ended up talking for hours and ordered quite a number of drinks in the meantime, but they both could agree that they had a great time. The slight tension from the beginning of their date quickly disappeared between the sweet talks and funny stories they both shared and they almost didn’t notice the time pass. Only when most of the other customers left the café and the place was growing awfully quiet, they noticed that it was already dark outside and the place would probably close soon.

“Well, won’t you look at the time… I guess we’ll need to get going soon,” Chase sighed quietly. Jackie glanced down at his watch and had to take a double-take.

“Oh. Yeah… So, who’s paying? I gladly will,” he offered. Chase shook his head.

“Nah, I’ve got it,” he assured, digging through his pocket to find his wallet.

“How about we split the money in two?” Jackie suggested, already holding his. Chase considered it for a moment before nodding.

“Alright, that seems fair,” he agreed.

Still holding hands, they got up from the table and walked over to the register to pay. After a couple of minutes of waiting in a queue, they finally got to do it and left the café, walking down the street until they’d reach the subway station, where they’d have to say their goodbyes. Chase had to take the subway while Jackie’s easiest way to get back home was simply walking there. And unfortunately, they soon got to their destination.

“Thank you for today, Jackie. It was really lovely,” Chase thanked him, looking off into the street as if he was in thought.

“Thank you too, this was probably the best day of my life,” Jackie admitted. And then, remembering a tip he received quite some time earlier, he leaned over to give him a small kiss on a cheek. Unexpectedly, Chase turned away from the street and looked back at him.

“So when are we doing this aga-” he tried to ask before he was cut off by a very sudden kiss.

Both Chase’s and Jackie’s cheeks turned bright red, but none of them tried to pull away at first. They did so only after a moment, mostly because they were not prepared for that at all. For a moment, they were too flustered to say anything else, but eventually Jackie took a step back and nervously rubbed his neck, looking at Chase with an embarrassed smile.

“So… I’ll text you later?” he said without certainty. A grin appeared on Chase’s face after a moment longer of being astounded.

“I sure hope you will,” he answered with a small chuckle, his cheeks still brightly red.

“I- I promise,” Jackie confirmed before taking a couple of steps back and, before Chase knew it, disappearing somewhere.

And while they both headed in different directions, they both thought about just one thing: That date was the best decision of their lives.

[anxiousboi-char]

Egoshiptober, Day 2 - Shared item

Pairing: Schneeplebro (Henrik x Chase)

Words: 900

Warnings: none

Covering themselves from the rain to the best of their ability, Chase and Henrik finally reached a bus stop with a small plastic roof, allowing them to take cover and stop. They were both soaked, though the leather coat Henrik was wearing proved itself to be far more water-resistant than Chase’s jacket. Leaning against each other, they tried to catch their breaths, slowly walking over to a bench and sitting down.

“...That was almost cool,” Chase chuckled shortly, taking off his hat and squeezing it, causing water to literally flow from it.

“If you say so,” Henrik shrugged, leaning back and taking deep breaths. He obviously wasn’t as used to running as Chase was. “Do you have tickets?” he asked between his wheezes.

“Yep,” Chase nodded, digging through his pocket for a moment before pulling out two miraculously not soaked bus tickets. “We don’t have to walk any further,” he assured.

“Good,” Henrik nodded. “I can’t wait to get home and finally rest,” he muttered.

Not talking much more, the two waited for their bus to arrive while listening to the raindrops drumming against the bus stop and the pavement, reminding them of what would happen if they tried to get home on foot. After sitting there for over 5 minutes, they saw headlights in the distance and could tell that it was their ride. They both got up from the bench and got ready to walk through the rain for just a couple seconds to make it into the bus. 

As soon as the vehicle pulled over and the doors opened, the two covered themselves again and rushed inside, somehow not getting much more soaked than they already were. Inside, it was somewhat warmer than they assumed it would be, but still too cold for them to get fully comfortable. Soon after entering and scanning the tickets, Chase spotted two free seats next to each other, so he took Henrik’s hand and carefully led him towards them, doing his best to keep his balance as the bus started. Finally, they both made it there and sat down next to each other, still holding hands.

“Here we go,” Chase sighed, relaxing in his seat for a moment before finally letting go of Henrik’s hand and taking off his soaked jacket. Henrik watched him do it with a frown forming on his face.

“Won’t you get cold?” he asked after seeing his boyfriend just put it away.

“I’d rather be freezing than freezing and soaked,” Chase answered with a shrug. Sighing quietly, Henrik pulled off his coat, and handed it to his boyfriend.

“We both know I handle the cold weather better,” he stated when he was met with confusion in Chase’s eyes. Shrugging again, his boyfriend took it and hesitantly put it on. It was completely dry inside and was still warm from being worn a moment earlier.

“Whoa, this is… nice,” Chase smiled, snuggling into it. “Just tell me if you get cold too, alright?” he requested. Henrik nodded.

“Of course,” he promised. With a soft smile, Chase leaned against his shoulder. 

The other side of the coat was still somewhat wet, but Henrik didn’t seem to care while wrapping his arm around Chase, pulling him a bit closer. For a moment, they just sat like that, but eventually, the doctor’s peace was disturbed by his boyfriend sitting up and digging through his jacket’s pocket. Eventually, he pulled out his phone and a pair of earphones before looking up at Henrik.

“...Wanna listen to some music?” he offered, already plugging the earphones into the phone. Henrik sighed while nodding, he knew full well that their music taste was very different.

“Alright, if you want to,” he agreed, taking one of the earphones and putting it into his ear.

“Awesome,” Chase smiled, taking the other one and unlocking his phone to play some music on it while going back to leaning against Henrik’s shoulder.

They didn’t say anything for quite some time, just listening to music and cuddling each other, still hearing the soft tapping of raindrops outside. After no more than three songs, Henrik could feel Chase leaning more heavily against him, but he simply assumed that he was relaxing more. Only when he glanced down at him after some more time he recognized that his boyfriend was asleep.

“Chase-” he tried to say before realizing what happened. A soft smile appeared on his face as he shifted slightly to make sure he was comfortable. “Of course,” he muttered to himself, wrapping his hands around him. “...I love you, Meine Liebe,” he added quietly.

“I…” Chase murmured, blinking slightly but quickly closing his eyes again. “Love ya too, Hen…” he finished somehow, on the brim of falling back asleep again. Henrik didn’t expect to get an answer, but he certainly wasn’t disappointed.

“Rest some more… I’ll wake you up near our stop,” he promised, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on top of his head. Chase breathed something incomprehensible before relaxing and drifting off again.

Henrik kept smiling while watching his boyfriend falling back asleep, still holding him gently while his attention slowly shifted to looking outside and making sure that they wouldn’t miss their stop. The music continued to play from Chase’s earphones and eventually, the doctor had to admit that their favorite songs weren’t so different after all. The only unfortunate thing about that ride was having to stay awake while feeling so cozy and tired, but that certainly was something he was willing to put up with if it meant Chase getting some rest instead.

[anxiousboi-char]

Egoshiptober, Day 1 - Moonlight

I’m sorry that this is late, I just wasn’t sure if I should post this because I feel like it doesn’t focus on moonlight that much?? But yeah I changed my mind and will post it anyway.

Pairing: Marvlesepticeye (Marvin x Jackie)

Words: 800

Warnings: None

It was the middle of the night when Jackie quietly opened the door to his and Marvin's apartment. He did his best to keep quiet as he carefully snuck into the living room and found the cupboard where he always kept extra clothes hidden. He quickly changed from his crime-fighting outfit into something he could comfortably wear while sleeping and continued on his way through the house. He was fully aware that he was supposed to get there hours earlier, but he couldn't do anything about the bad guys' schedule, could he now? He just hoped that Marvin gave up on waiting for him and went to sleep on his own, he didn't want to have to explain himself this late.

Taking a deep breath, he put his hand on the door to their bedroom and gently pushed it open. As soon as he peeked inside, he could tell that something was out of place, though it took him quite a moment to figure out what exactly.

The bed was as messy as always, so it was hard to tell if Marvin was in it or not, and a couple of items seemed to be just slightly misplaced, but it wasn't quite that. Finally, Jackie realized what was so unusual, the room was far brighter than normal. With a puzzled look, he stepped inside and looked for the source of the light for a moment. It didn't take him long to see that the window wasn't covered by the blinds and that a certain someone was looking out of it. For a moment, the hero wasn't sure what to do, but he finally made up his mind and called out.

"Uhh... You're awake, Marv?" he asked hesitantly. Upon hearing his voice, his boyfriend flinched and quickly turned to face him.

"You're back!" he gasped, sounding very relieved to see Jackie.

The magician quickly made his way across the room, and now Jackie could see him better. His long hair was loose, he was wearing his regular pajamas, and he looked very troubled. He seemed to be tired, too, he obviously wasn’t used to staying up this late. That made the hero feel somewhat guilty.

“What happened? Did you get hurt?” Marvin asked, finally getting over to Jackie and putting his hands on his shoulders.

“I-I’m alright, just had to stop some robbers,” Jackie answered truthfully. Marvin sighed in relief. “What did you think happened?” the hero asked. His boyfriend glanced down.

“...I was worried you were injured,” he admitted, stepping back and slowly making his way back to the window. Jackie followed him but didn’t speak, allowing him to finish. “I watched the news and they mentioned an explosion in the south part of the city. I got worried so I tried to call you, but you didn’t pick up,” he explained further, reaching the window and leaning against the windowsill.

“My phone probably died, I forgot to charge it today,” Jackie explained himself, stopping not far behind his boyfriend.

“I guessed,” he nodded, looking outside. “I know I shouldn’t worry so much, you know what you’re doing, but it’s just…” he sighed. Shaking his head slightly, Jackie put a hand on his shoulder.

“And I shouldn’t disappear without a warning. But I promise, Marv, I’ll always come back. No matter what,” he swore, slowly lifting his hand to put it on Marvin’s cheek instead. Relaxing a bit, his boyfriend nodded slightly while leaning into it.

“I know…” he muttered quietly, putting his hand on top of Jackie’s one. That gesture alone made the hero’s cheeks heat up a little.

“I love you so much,” he smiled, watching his boyfriend relax further.

“I love you too,” Marvin responded with a small grin appearing on his face. Then, he glanced outside again. “The sky is very pretty tonight, isn’t it?” he asked.

“O-oh? Yeah,” Jackie agreed, but he only looked at it for a moment before turning back to Marvin, watching the moonlight sparkle in his boyfriend’s eyes.

“It reminds me of you,” he said softly after a moment of silence. That caught Jackie off-guard, but after just a moment he chuckled quietly.

“Alright, alright, enough of that,” he said, pulling his hand away only to take a step forward and lift Marvin off of the floor, much to his surprise. “You need to get some sleep now, being so charming and handsome must be tiring.”

His boyfriend didn’t complain, he simply held onto the hero to make sure he wouldn’t accidentally be dropped and let himself be carried to bed. They didn’t bother to shut the blinds, they just lied down next to each other, wrapping their hands around themselves and quickly fell asleep, just barely covering themselves with a blanket. They didn’t feel the need to do that, they both felt as if the needed nothing else as long as they had each other.

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small announcement

So Uh. Im sorry for the few people who are still genuinely interested in this blog but i dont think i’m actually gonna be able to make my own Egotober list. i’ll reblog the version i see here to promote it tho. i’d rather you tag my main so i can see your art and reblog it on my main blog instead. (its taikeero-lecoredier) Tomorow is the first october and i had like 4 ideas collecting the dust. If you guys really want me to,i could try to half ass it but i dont think it’d be enjoyable for the both of us. I will defintely keep the blog up and prepare for next year’s septic basket event. I think i’ll just include Mark egos next time too. Thank you for everyone who contributed to the previous events,i absolutely loved (still do) each of your precious contributions to it. And i’m sorry if i let you down with the Egotober thing.

[anxiousboi-char]

“Broken into pieces”, Chapter 3 - The not-so-jolly Jameson

Hi everyone! After over a month, I finally managed to get another chapter of this thing done! As you might start noticing now, I’m trying to show each Ego’s feelings in each chapter, so that’s why the focus shifts to JJ in this one!

Here is this chapter on AO3 and Here is the last chapter on Tumblr!

Character(s): Jameson, Anti (”mentioned”), Henrik (smaller role), Chase (smaller role), Marvin (smaller role)

Words: 1.5k

Warning(s): mentions of death

Jameson was sitting on the couch in the living room and growing more concerned with each second. He was sure that he caught a glimpse of Henrik passing the room earlier and that the doctor looked troubled, but after that, he only heard the sound of his door being slammed shut before everything went silent. As time went on, he felt an urge to get up and check up on his friend, but before he managed to make up his mind he finally heard the door open again, quickly followed by footsteps going towards him. And so, the dapper man decided to stay in his spot and wait for things to unfold.

After just a moment, Henrik entered the room. He looked tired, or maybe even sad, as he glanced around before finally spotting JJ. Once he did, he quickly wiped his eyes before making his way towards him and taking a concerningly deep breath. Jameson tilted his head a bit while waiting for the doctor to say something, but for the first time in forever, the man couldn't find the right words. Eventually, he sighed.

"Wait here. I... I need to get Chase and Marvin here, too," he said, his voice surprisingly low.

'Why? Is everything alright?' Jameson signed before the doctor could leave. Henrik quickly shook his head.

"D-Don't worry about it, Jameson. I'll explain in a minute," he assured. This answer obviously didn't reassure JJ, but he nodded and allowed Henrik to leave, not wanting to wait for the actual explanation any longer than he had to. After a moment, Chase entered the room and awkwardly sat down next to JJ on the couch.

"So... did you see Henrik?" he asked after a moment of just sitting speechlessly.

'He told me to wait here. With how troubled he looked like, it's slightly worrying,' Jameson signed hesitantly. Chase gave him a tiny nod.

"We're on the same page here, then," he muttered, more to himself rather than Jameson.

After sitting there for just a moment longer, they heard a distant sound of Henrik and Marvin arguing in a different room. They didn't even try to have any small conversations as they listened to their friends fighting about something for an almost concerning amount of time. Finally, the voices went quiet, and soon after that, Henrik, still looking as troubled as before, walked into the room. He was shortly followed by a visibly annoyed Marvin. The magician stopped right by the door and crossed his arms as if he was in a rush.

"Alright, what is it, Henrik?" he asked. The doctor sighed.

"You might want to sit down before I tell you," he answered, grabbing a chair for himself and sitting in front of the couch. Marvin just rolled his eyes.

"I'd rather not, I need to get going soon-" he tried to argue, but Henrik cut him off.

"Sit down," he repeated in a voice that made Marvin realize that this wasn't something he should be arguing about. Still annoyed, he walked over to the couch and sat down next to Chase. "Thank you," the doctor sighed, rubbing his temples.

"...Can you tell us what happened, please?" Chase asked after silence filled the room for some time. Henrik nodded slowly.

"It's about Anti," he started. Before anyone got to chime in, he tried to continue. "Today, he and Jackie were saving people from a building after it caught on fire..." he tried to explain, but his voice trailed off. This alone left everyone in the room with visibly concerned expressions.

'Is he okay?' Jameson signed nervously, even though he wasn't sure if he was ready for the answer.

"No, he... didn't get out in time. The building collapsed while he was still inside," Henrik answered after a moment of hesitation. Now the worried expressions were replaced by shocked ones filled with disbelief and the room fell silent for a moment.

"A-Are you serious!?" Marvin yelled, jumping off of the couch and rushing towards the doctor. "I-Is this a terrible, dumb joke or something?!" he demanded.

"Marvin! Marvin!" Chase called after him, breaking through the shock and following him to stop him.

"It's not a joke," Henrik answered truthfully, which only resulted in more yelling.

And while the three argued, Jameson silently got up and stumbled out of the room, quickly rushing to his own bedroom. He felt dizzy while he tried to acknowledge what he just heard. He didn't even think it was possible for Anti to die, not to mention how... human his death was. And the fact that he died saving other people seemed even more absurd. Jameson never felt comfortable around the demon, he usually tried to avoid him simply because he didn't trust him, but now he felt... conflicted. Was his fear reasonable, or was he just wasting his time, blinded by the past?

Trying to wrap his head around the whole situation, he sat down on his bed and stared at the floor. He struggled to imagine Anti being a hero, saving strangers, and willing to sacrifice himself for the better cause, but it somehow happened. When did the demon change for the better? Did he ever show that side around Jameson? How come he never noticed? Eventually, he shook his head and pulled out a pocket watch to check how long has he been sitting there. He certainly didn't want to worry the others by disappearing, so he wanted to make sure that he wasn't gone for too long... And that's when it hit him.

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Jameson felt tense the moment Anti walked into the room and locked eyes with him. It's been over a month since the demon moved in, but JJ still couldn't help feeling scared when left alone with him. Somewhat awkwardly, he made his way across the room and over to Jameson, hiding something behind his back. The man's first assumption was a knife, which only made him more anxious, but he was soon to be proven wrong.

"H͜e͏y͢, u̧h,̛ ̛Ja͝m̸e͞s͘on̵,͏" the demon greeted and judging by his voice, he was nervous about this talk as well.

'Yes?' JJ signed, doing his best to hide his fear.

"I go͏t̢ yơu so̵m̡et͘hi̢n͡g̷," Anti announced. This confused the dapper man... what did he mean? As if he could read Jameson's thoughts, he pulled out a fancy pocket watch. "Ma͠r͝v͟in̴ ͢h͜e̸lped̡ m̢e ͏pic̛k i҉t. H̛e ̸said̶ ̵som͟ęt̛h͠i̧n̨ģ ҉abo̡ut ho̶w̢ y̨ou͞ ̨nee͜d t̨im̢e͞ ̶to͞ ge͝t us͏ed t̢o ̶m̵e̢.͏.͏.̵ I͡ jus͏t ͘th͜ought ͝y͢o̧u'd͟ like it." he explained. Hesitantly, Jameson nodded and took it, still half-expecting to get stabbed.

'Thank you. That's a very thoughtful gift,' he signed, briefly looking it over and putting it into his pocket. 'Excuse me, but I need to leave now,' he added, carefully getting up and backing away from the demon. Anti nodded.

"S͘u͞re,͏" he responded simply.

Jameson left the room and only then he felt safe. After calming himself, he pulled the watch back out and took more time to take a look at it, finally noticing all the fancy details and quickly beginning to like it. He was confused about receiving it, but he just assumed that it was entirely Marvin's idea to get it and the magician only convinced Anti to give it to him. It would make some sense, the man was obviously trying to get others to like the demon and he knew how much Jameson appreciated gifts...

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Jameson felt an incredible amount of guilt wash over him when he realized that even back then, Anti was trying to be nice. Influenced by others or not, he was seriously trying, only to be ignored. How come JJ never noticed his efforts? He wasted so much time avoiding him instead of getting to know him, and now... now it was too late to give it a try. This realization made his insides twist in an almost painful manner, knocking the air out of him.

He covered his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing. He couldn't think straight anymore, he didn't know what to do... oh, he wasted so much time! He didn't know for how long he was sitting like this, but a loud crash in one of the nearby rooms finally snapped him out of it. He looked around, trying to figure out what happened, but heard nothing else.

With his hands shaking, he picked up the pocket watch to check the time again before putting it back into his pocket. Then, he managed to get up and stumbled over to his desk, still desperately trying to think. Eventually, he concluded that there was only one thing he could do now. He knew that others were probably suffering more than him, so he decided to do something he knew they wouldn't be able to prepare. Holding back tears, he picked up a pen and piece of paper before starting to write. With a heavy heart, he put "The funeral" on top of the page. Because somebody had to.

[phoenixyfriend]

Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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[esculentevil]

Yes. Just yes.

[anxiousboi-char]

“Broken into pieces”, Chapter 2 - The drive home with Henrik

Hi everyone! I’m not sure if anyone remembers that, but I’m writing this thing! I know it took me a lot of time to get this one done, but I was really struggling to find any time/motivation for writing recently and kept getting distracted by other ideas... but anyway, here's the second chapter of this story!

Btw, you can also find this chapter on AO3, and as a reminder, here is the 1st chapter on Tumblr.

Character(s): Jackieboy-man, Henrik, Anti (”mentioned”)

Words: 2.2k (What the hell???)

Warning(s): mentions of death

Henrik nervously drove his car through the streets, navigating to the best of his ability to the building reported on fire. He was no firefighter, of course, but he was sure that many people could need medical assistance there, probably including Jackie. And so he had to hurry, there was no telling how bad the things were over there. Following the smoke covering a part of the city's sky, he soon reached the building and saw it collapsed. Almost immediately, he pulled over in a way that wouldn't block the street and jumped outside, looking around in panic. Only when he noticed a familiar red suit standing over the ruins and digging, he let out a relieved sigh.

"Jackie!" he called out, running between the firefighters. They didn't even try to stop him, they knew him as the doctor helping Jackieboy-man already. Upon hearing his voice, the hero turned to look at him, and Henrik noticed tears streaming down his face. Immediately, worry hit him again.

"H-Henrik!" the hero gasped, dropping a piece of concrete he was holding and stumbling towards him.

"What happened?" the doctor asked, making sure to be ready to catch Jackie if his knees gave in. Judging by his expression, it was a likely option.

"A-Anti!" he choked out, trying to catch his breath. This answer was not enough for the doctor, of course.

"Anti what?" he asked with a frown. Jackie started sobbing uncontrollably before finally pointing to the building.

"H-he stayed inside!" he cried. Henrik's eyes widened and he took a step back, shocked.

"What?!" he gasped, rushing over to the ruins of the building and looking around for any signs of life. "Anti?! Can you hear me?!" he called out, but no answer came.

"He- he was right behind me..." Jackie sobbed, stumbling after Henrik. It was obvious by his voice that he was exhausted and needed rest. And so, despite his own feelings, Henrik decided to focus on helping him for now.

"It's okay, Jackie," he assured, turning to put his hands on his shoulders. "Was anyone else inside?" he asked.

"No..." Jackie answered faintly, shaking his head. "No, He- he got the last person out..." he repeated a bit louder.

"Okay, that's... that's good. Go wait in the car, you need rest," Henrik instructed. Immediately, Jackie was ready to argue.

"No! If anybody can dig him out, it's me! I have to-" he refused, taking a step towards the ruins of the building again. The doctor blocked his way, the whole situation still slowly dawning on him. But he knew one thing.

"Jackie... Do you really think that he'd survive being buried under ashes for this long?" he asked. Hearing this question made the hero stop and think for a moment. His expression grew sadder when he realized what the answer was.

"I..." he muttered, holding back tears. Anti was right behind him, how could this ever happen...

"Wait in the car, Jackie. I'll join you in just a moment," he said strictly yet softly, making the hero nod slightly before stumbling back.

Henrik watched his friend slowly stumble to his car and crawl into the backseat, ignoring the crowd of civilians that tried to follow him. After looking their way for a moment longer, the doctor turned around and approached the pile of ashes and concrete, poking it with his foot just to make sure it was solid. It was, and he was sure that the weight of it would be enough to kill Jackie, which meant that there was no hope of finding Anti... He bit back his tears and approached one of the firefighters, telling them to call him if they somehow found a body while cleaning up the place, and finally left.

He got into his car and without a word started driving back home, occasionally glancing into the rearview mirror just to see Jackie curled up behind him, hiding his face in his hands and trembling. He didn't want to ask him more questions in that state, he just wanted to get him home safely. He wanted to make sure that the hero wasn't injured and let him recover from the shock of losing someone this way... He still didn't allow himself to fully embrace the thought of Anti dying, for the sake of getting home before breaking down himself.

"...It's my fault, isn't it?" Jackie asked suddenly, looking up to see Henrik's face. The doctor frowned at first, but his expression quickly softened again.

"Jackie..." he started.

"No, I- I got him killed! When I agreed to let him help, I should've-" the hero accused himself.

"Jackie, you did all you could. It's not your fault. He knew how risky going inside was, didn't he?" the doctor argued. Yet Jackie shook his head.

"No, I think- I think he didn't! He thought that the smoke couldn't hurt him, he..." he explained, remembering how sure of himself Anti was when he stated that his body wasn't going to get damaged as a human body would. This caught Henrik off guard, but he still didn't allow Jackie to blame himself.

"That's still not your fault, Jackie. It was his choice to go inside and, let's be honest, you wouldn't be able to stop him if you tried," he answered. This made Jackie stay quiet for a moment before speaking more faintly again.

"...Who's going to tell the others?" he asked quietly. "Are they going to be mad?"

"I can tell them, Jackie. And they won't be mad at you, I promise," Henrik assured, even though he didn't like the idea of being the one to stand in front of all of the egos and telling them that their friend was never coming back again. Jackie nodded slightly.

"O-okay then..." he muttered.

The rest of the car ride was quiet, only an occasional sob or hiccup coming from the hero would break the silence every once in a while. Henrik did his best to keep himself together while driving, he didn't want to cause any accidents and he didn't want Jackie to see. He knew that if he broke down, it would only remind Jackie of the seriousness of the situation, and that would only make him feel worse. After some time they finally made their way over to their house and Henrik parked the car before leaving it and opening the backdoor for Jackie. The hero's legs were shaky and it looked like they could've given in at any moment, but he somehow made it into the house and into his room, where Henrik finally left him.

Instead of telling the others right away, Henrik decided to head to his own room to try and process everything first. As soon as he closed the door behind himself, he dropped the act of not being bothered and only barely made it to his own bed before collapsing. He could quickly feel tears building up in his eyes, but he told himself to not cry and did his best to control his breathing. After squeezing his eyes shut for quite some time, he finally allowed himself to look around his room, hoping that he had his feelings under control now. As soon as he glanced at his desk and noticed a cup standing on top of it, he froze. At first glance, it was a simple light-blue cup with a messily scribbled black text on it, but it was... special. Seeing it now made something inside of Henrik just snap. He still remembered how he got it as if it happened yesterday, even though it actually happened just a week after Anti moved in.

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Henrik didn't even bother hiding that he was upset, everything was going wrong since the moment he left his bed in the morning. He couldn't find the clean shirt he prepared for himself a day before, he had to find a new jar of coffee after someone else used up all the contains of the old one and didn't tell anybody... But the worst thing was what happened when he asked Anti to hand him the cup with the coffee. While carrying it, the demon's hands suddenly glitched and the cup, Herik's favorite "The good doctor" cup, fell to the floor and shattered into pieces too small to put together. Since then, not much happened, but it still had him upset. And just as he was thinking about that again, he heard a knock on his door.

"Yes?" he asked, not bothering to make his voice sound friendly. After a moment of silence, came the answer.

".͜͢.҉.͘͢Uh͏,̴̛ D̴͢o͏̸c̢͏?̶̀͢ ̶Ca͟͜n͟ ́I͏̵̛ ́c̢o̶̷m͞e̶̕ ̴i͠n̷͟?̶̀" asked a very glitchy voice. Henrik sighed audibly before walking over to the door and opening it, surprising Anti.

"What do you want?" he asked with a frown. His sudden appearance made Anti jump and glitch out a bit.

"I̶ j҉ust̕ wante͜ḑ ́tǫ ̀t͏al͜k̡..." the demon answered, keeping both of his hands behind his back. The doctor just rolled his eyes.

"Then talk," he said, making sure it was obvious that he was still upset about what happened in the morning.

"I̴ wa͘nt ̷to ąp͠ol̸ogi͏z̴e.̀ For ̶d͠rop͘pi̧ng you̶r ҉cup̀.͡ ̢I.̧.͏. ͠don'̛ţ e̴xa͏ctly̛ ̵c͟ontro̴l͝ my ̛gli͢t̸c̀hes̴,͝ ͘I̷'̕m st͢il̵l..̢. ҉w̧ork̵ing̛ òn͟ i̧t." Anti started to explain, lowering one of his hands to gesture with it. Henrik couldn't help but notice a weird, black glove the demon had on it.

"What are you wearing?" he asked, watching the hand with suspicion.

"T̷hat̢?" Anti asked, putting up the hand. Henrik nodded. "M̵arv҉in ҉m̴ade̶ ͠theşe fo̧r me ̛t́oday.͝ ̸T͜hey͡'̛r͞e s͜uppo̶séd̵ to ̛hȩlp ̡me͞ ẁi̧t̨h̶ h́o̵l͞d͜ìn̛g things̶ ҉wi͟th͢o͠u̵t͝ ͢drop͘p̶i͘n͡g ҉t͏he҉m..̵. ҉t̡heý'ŗe w̸oŗk̕i̸n͘g̕ ͜so ̡f̶ar,̵ ͏I ̨t̀hink." he explained, turning his hand to show off the glove.

"Too bad you didn't get them this morning, it was my favorite cup you broke," the doctor complained. Anti slowly hid his hand behind his back again and looked down.

"I'̨m ̧really̵ ̛s͝òrry. ̵C͘oul̸ḑ ͟y̢oų-͠" he tried to suggest, but Henrik already heard it too many times that day.

"Buy a new one? No, it was a one-of-a-kind cup, Anti!" he answered, cutting off the demon's question. Then, he noticed that Anti was most likely holding something behind his back. "What are you hiding there?" he asked, sounding a little less upset.

"Uh̡..͠.̨ W҉ell, ͢Ì.̕.̛. ͏g͢ot ͟you ̛some͢thi̷ng?̴ ͝I̷'m not ͜s͢u͏r̵e ҉if yo͟u'l͜l̀ li͢ke͟ ͜i̧t,̷ ͝b̢u͏t̶...͢ ͞h̵er̛e̢,́" the demon answered and hesitantly pulled the gift out. It was a light-blue cup with 'The world's best Good Doctor' written on it, obviously by hand. Seeing this made Henrik freeze for a second before carefully reaching for it and taking it off Anti's hands.

"Did... did you make this?" he asked, carefully looking it over. Anti nervously nodded, or at least that's what his glitched head appeared to be doing.

"Y͏e͝ah̸. ̀I k͢no͞w i̢t̀'̧ş n͝o̡t̢ t͠hé ̀b̧e͡st, but.̵.̷." he tried to justify the messiness of his handwriting and the fact that it didn't say the same thing that the cup he destroyed did, but he stopped when he saw Henrik's expression soften and a smile appear on his face. It was probably the first time he saw the doctor smile genuinely...

"Thank you, Anti. I... appreciate it. It looks great," he said, still looking it over.

"Uh̴...͏ I̢'m̛ ǵlad!̵ ͜If͠ you ne͏ȩd̵ ͝m̵e͠,͏ I'ĺl͏ ̶b̧e d͟own͟s͡t͝ai͢rs͢!" the demon announced quickly before glitching away.

He still wasn't the greatest at talking with others, especially if they were starting to be somewhat nice to him. Henrik didn't mind, he just kept looking at the cup. "The world's best Good Doctor" was a better title than just "The good doctor", and he really liked it. After a moment longer of standing in the door, he came back into his room and put the cup on his desk, ready to take it with him when he'd go get his evening coffee. The more he looked at the cup, the more he was starting to like it...

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Henrik couldn't tell when exactly it happened, but he managed to reach for the cup and now found himself holding it while sitting on the side of his bed. He quickly realized that there were tears slowly running down his face, a couple of the dripping on the gift he received from Anti all this time ago. It was back when Anti was too worried to refer to him as anything but "Doc" or "Doctor", back when no one really knew how to feel about him being in the house and back when he was still trying to prove that he wasn't evil... It felt like ages ago.

Slowly, Henrik wiped his face and, after taking a couple of deep breaths, carefully put the cup back. After that, he stumbled over to the small mirror in his room and tried to fix himself up before thinking of what to say. How was he supposed to tell the others about what happened to Anti? What words could he use to make it less painful than it needed to be? Was there even a way to do that? He didn't know, but he tried to think of anything that could be helpful. It'd be just like announcing that a patient didn't make it to their family, something he had experience with... right?

[anxiousboi-char]

Hey, quick question out of curiosity and totally nothing more, how many non-canon jse egos do y’all know?? I tried counting and now I’m at 8 and a half?? So yeah I would appreciate any answers because I just want to know as many as possible

[ask-zahs-jse-egos]

Beginnings [1/2] (Written)

Hey! So, while writing doesn’t take me too long, making art sure does, so I divided the begging into two parts… here is the 1st one! Also [Art version is here]! After reading, feel free to interact with the egos and send them some asks while I work on the 2nd part!

WARNINGS: Ego shipping

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[anxiousboi-char]

Remember how I mentioned making an ask blog a couple of days ago?? Well here’s a little something to get the story going!

[anxiousboi-char]

Hi! So, I’m starting a thing!

I know this won’t get much attention given how many followers I have, but I’m starting an ask blog! It’s called @ask-zahs-jse-egos !

It’s going to include jse egos (+Stacy) in High School, basically! I mean, there’s going to be so much more to it, of course, but I want to both do a short comic and write a short story before I can get into it. So for now, it’s just egos in high school!

I have a character reference post there so you can see character designs, their ages, and, in some cases, pronouns!

I may not be the best at art now, but I’m hoping that this alone will help me improve. Anyway, see you there!

[koryabeebee]

It’s Aug 5th for me now, and that’s mean…  It’s mah B-day!!

[anxiousboi-char]

Hi! So I know this is kinda random, but I just got my first Art Tablet and I really want to try it out!!! So like, if anyone has any suggestions what to draw, I’d love to hear them out! It might take me a moment to make even a doodle, but I still feel like it’s a great idea! So yeah!!

[anxiousboi-char]

Hi! So I know this is kinda random, but I just got my first Art Tablet and I really want to try it out!!! So like, if anyone has any suggestions what to draw, I’d love to hear them out! It might take me a moment to make even a doodle, but I still feel like it’s a great idea! So yeah!!

[nightfuryobsessed]

Discord Angst Pt. 1

I joined a Discord and we have an angst corner

Here’s some of the stories I wrote for them ________

Bing’s Hanahaki

Bing walked through his house, wheezing slightly but over all looked fairly okay. But he knew what was going on. He knew that he was on borrowed time. Every time he thought about him, he could feel his chest tighten and the coughs get worse. He cleared his throat as he walked, moving his scarf up to cover his mouth, his throat very irritated and his chest extremely tight. 

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[zel-zo]

Sick!Anti

Since I'm not feeling the wellest, heres some doodles of Anti figuring out what it feels like to he sick for the first time. Trying to post more doodle art along with the finnished peices `u'