𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆…

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[deliciousfear]

                𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆.

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Offline ;;

I got muse just before I needed to go to bed. wtf is wrong with me. Sorry guys.

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marithegraysonkid‌:

Mari sets her bag down wiping tears from her eyes as she moves closer to him. And once he took a sip and set his cup down she pulled him in for a hug just needing comfort and someone to talk to.

He makes a little surprised sound when she was suddenly pulling him into a hug. He didn’t notice she was so upset when he first looked at her, perhaps he just missed it. His arms move around her after a beat, hugging her, and pressing a kiss to her head.

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chasebrodydreams‌:

“Yeah, it seems like it’s been forever, huh?”

Chase leaned in and gave his bro a good pat on the back, holding him in a side-hug. He’s trying to be social, look at him go.

“Let it be known, I definitely missed you. Things seem so dead around without you, y’know?”

Jack’s eyes fluttered, when was the last time he was hugged? Even a side-hug was more human contact than he had in a few months at least. He sighs, and leans into it, returning the gesture. 

    “It does feel liek that, you jus’ get inta’ yer own groove and time jus’ goes by without meanin’ too. Too fast really, I didn’t mean ta’ be away so long.” He runs his hand through his messy hair, a small smile on his lips as he spoke. 

“Oh? I thought everyone would throw a party or somethin’.” He jokes.

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howellhadaknife‌:

“It’s late, Sean.” Dan murmurs, and he softly touches the back of the elder Youtuber’s hand. “We both need sleep…. and I think I’m doing okay?” Here, he frowns. Chews his already-chapped lower lip. “I can’t tell anymore…. it’s getting harder to know the good days from the bad when I always feel like the rain cloud over everyone else’s life.”

Jack sighs, relaxing a little, his own hand turning over to carefully touch his hand back. A reflex when touched, he had to touch back, to make sure it was real. It was real. And it felt comforting, comfort being something he had not felt in a long time.

         “I don’t think you’re a rain cloud. Ye’ make me happy, sittin’ here, talkin’... s’nice.” Jack nods, meaning what he said. “.... if I did sleep, would ye’ mind, I dunno stayin’ with me? We could, keep each other company.”

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gl1tch-31tch‌:

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Anti narrows his eyes at them, “Then why were ye’ passin’ close enough ta’ me to wake me up?” He sniffs and crosses his arms over his chest. “And do you have any coffee.”

“Coffee’s on downstairs.” He makes a vague motion towards the steps, then mimics his glitching counterpart, arms over chest. “An’ ‘cause ye’ were in m’ fuckin’ way, ‘m gonna go make some videos to fund m’ fuckin’ job.”

Anti raises his brow as his head tilts towards the downstairs, sniffing and searching for coffee to make sure he wasn’t lying. He blinks and looks back to the other, dropping his arms and rolling his shoulders. “MAYBE you were in MY way!” He grunts, now moving around him to head downstairs.

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weregonnagetyou·:

She better be alright. Because this poor guy would be fucked if she wasn’t alright. “Yeah I just got a migraine all of a sudden. I get them time to time.” Mia cleared her throat, heading down the hall with him.

“Okay we can stay together.” She took a deep breath, focusing her blue eyes on him. Her expression was serious. “Look I know we are strangers and you have no reason trust me. But if I say run, please run. I’m not new to this spooky shit.” That was all she would say on the matter. She’s seen too much horror to take it lightly.

Jack nods, "I know that feelin', I get those all the time." Though his more intense than normal migraines. And sometimes it was Anti's doing, though most times he doesn't mean to, perhaps just a side affect of not being alone in his own head. 

         “Good, finally some sensible decision makin’.” He smiles happily, maybe it was a mistake this time. But two heads had to be better than one right? Working together would have to be the answer. Though her words on concerning, making him look her over, there was something oddly familiar with her. Not that knew her but, something was just similar. If that even made any sense. 

             “.... don’ worry ‘bout me, I can take care ‘o myself... but, I’ll try ta’ listen.”

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chasebrodydreams·:

“Hey man! It’s good to see you out and about again! I missed hanging out with you!”

          Jack blinks, "Chase? S’been a while, where have ye’                     been? Or have I jus’ been that locked away?”

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•Sorry it’s been so long but here’s an attempt at a soft Anti•

[turquoisemagpie]

I can take you there. I can show you. I can take you there. I’ll be there to gently catch you as you fall. 

(With the up and coming May-hem, I fancied drawing a lyric sketch I’ve been meaning to do for a while. Song used is Pleasure and Pain by the Chameleons.)

[fischyplier]

Yes.

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carriageofaerietails·:

Mireya knew better than to go into the recording room when it wasn’t necessary. It said something of her comfort with Jack and increasing confidence in general that she’d not only come in, but done the scary-horror-child silent staring thing that both Felix and Brad had discouraged her from multiple times to boot. To his credit, the gamer hadn’t jumped.

“I’m bored now.” She said, extending her arms, “Can I play with you yet?”

Jack smiles her way, he couldn't find her creepy ever. Though he's not sure if that's Anti’s doing or he was just desensitized from horror games. Either way he pats his leg so she could come and sit in his lap for now, “I mean I was jus’ finsihin’ up a game but it was a bit of a silly one, so I don’ know if I want ta’ finish it.” He admits to her, not sure she could care as long as he was about to make time for her right now.

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howellhadaknife‌:

“Go to sleep, mate.” Dan mumbles, his own eyes half-shut with jet lag and exhaustion. “ ‘S been a long day for the both of us….” His brain won’t shut up, though. “How are you, though? Like, honestly, no PMA or sugarcoating. How are you?”

“I jus’ don’ want ta’ go ta’ bed yet, it feels like I jus’ got here an’ if I sleep I might miss somethin’, ye’ know? Like all that time sleepin’ I could be explorin’ or meeting people or I don’t know...” He sighs out, his hand coming up to rub at his tired eyes.

“Me? Huh, m’havin’ one of my good months, so that’s nice. I mean, things are pretty good fer me right now. Mentally I mean. How ‘bout you?”

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awkqz·:

@jacksepticisms  |  sc.

❝ remind me how many times i’ve said i strongly dislike this game? ❞

           "Uh, 'bout fifty times-- well, fifty-one if ye' count right now. But s’not even THAT bad.”

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gl1tch-31tch‌:

“No’ on purpose, glitch boy.” He’s lost his fear of Anti, recently, and he’s able to stare the virus demon directly in those awful eyes as he speaks. “Jus’ passin’ through when you reared y'r head.”

Anti narrows his eyes at them, “Then why were ye’ passin’ close enough ta’ me to wake me up?” He sniffs and crosses his arms over his chest. “And do you have any coffee.”

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hopefulblcnde·:

Amelia’s legs trembled as he pushed himself up to stand but she forced herself to stay in her spot, trying to stay strong & stand her ground. She promised Sean that she wasn’t scared of him & she had to prove that to herself too, she couldn’t be scared of Anti - even when he was threatening her.

“You wouldn’t.” She spoke out, her voice shaking a little. “You might hate me & I get it, I do, but he is my best friend & I can’t keep a secret like that from him. You might be able to live with it, but I can’t.” Amelia tried to defend herself even though she knew that he probably wouldn’t care. “I don’t want to stay away from you, Anti. I want to be able to get to know you, see who you are. I told him because I wanted to know more & how would I do that if I wasn’t supposed to know that you existed?”

"I wasn’t expecting you to keep it a secret forever, but to just go and tell him, well, that just proves to me that you are a horrible friend. You could have waited to talk to me, I would have said yes, tell him if you want too. But you just went behind my back without a second thought. And you now expect me to be get over it and talk to you and get to know you and you get to know me and all it forgiven and nice. but NO.” 

    Anti steps towards her,  the wound on his neck bleeding now, the walls around them seeming to warp and bend, blood running down them as well. “And don’t pretend to care about me now, little girl, because you don’t, no ever does. It’s always about Sean.”