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Ego University AU

AU where Mark and Seán are both engineering professors at Ego University.

Mark specializes in machine engineering.

Seán focuses on sound engineering.

The Egos are their students.

(Let the chaos ensue!)

Day 351/365: “The Truth of Unus Annus”

It was always going to end.

Tomorrow: Acceptance

Woah... So many options but how about JJ and aahhh... I can't decide! Okay, JJ in God AU 😊

JJ x Gods AU // Request #16

JJ The God of Time - How else could I portray our boi than the time-bending god! He’s a relatively calm god that likes to watch people, but instead of walking among them like Wilford, he prefers to stay out of sight. He enjoys watching people grow and improve.

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I spent like all day yesterday on this cuz hyperfixation go brrrrr

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just a quick question, do you do requests and if you do, can you draw a fusion of Jameson Jackson and darkiplier?

Here you go I present to you Dark and Jamie fusion xD (yes it took me waaaaay too long xD around 9-10h) Now this lovely chap needs a name~ [Dark hates me for the dance x'D] [[Edit: I forgot to say that it was heavily inspired by RubberRoss’ Gartic Phone Videos

Radio Silence

Description: Amazed and overwhelmed by the new technologies that the other egos have introduced, JJ is happy to find some peace and solace in listening to the radio, and his new friend :)

(TW: No triggers this time, at least I think)

The sequence of beeps startled JJ out of his stupor of listening to a rather nice station, he blinked, a smile lighting on his face as he noted the frequency had changed, another sequence of beeps came through, and he hastily translated, writing it down via paper, and prepared his reply.

……-.. .-.. — / .— .- – . … — -. –..– / …. — .– / .- .-. . / -.– — ..- / - — -.. .- -.– ..–.. (Hello Jameson, how are you today?) The man blinked at the rather odd politeness, his newly discovered friend, who had called themselves ‘Ti’ in their first correspondence, always had something quirky to say as a greeting, but he assumed it was because they had a stressful day, he assumed their job was very hard, given that the messages he received were few and far-between.

.-. .- - ……-. / .– . .-.. .-.. –..– / – -.– / –. — — -.. / ..-. .-. .. . -. -.. –..– / .. … / … — – . - …. .. -. –. / - …. . / – .- - - . .-. ..–.. (Rather well, my good friend, is something the matter?) He tapped his foot impatiently, awaiting the answer he heard a knock on the door, “JJ buddy, we’re gonna have dinner in a few minutes, you have anything in mind? Cuz Jackie was just gonna make pasta again-” Chase’s voice called through the door, he walked up and opened the door, smiling at the tired looking ego, ‘Pasta sounds wonderful, my good sir!’ he motioned, a wonder, this Sign Language was, he marveled at its brilliance, but it was nice every now and again to sit down and be near what he could of the old times, “Alright bud, see ya downstairs in a bit.” Chase nodded, running down the hall, and once he was gone he could again hear the sequence, turning back towards the radio he once again translated the message.

-. — - …. .. -. –. –..– / .— ..- … - / .-. .- - ……-. / -… — .-. . -.. .-.-.- / .. .—-. …- . / -… . . -. / - …. .. -. -.- .. -. –. –..– / – .- -.– -… . / .– . / … …. — ..- .-.. -.. / – . . - .-.-.- (Nothing, just rather bored. I’ve been thinking, maybe we should meet.) His eyes widened, he had suggested meeting to Ti before, but the mysterious messenger was always insistent that they weren’t fun to hang out with, a thought he found preposterous, from what he had gathered, Ti was a wonderful individual, a fan of all the novels he had read, a rather clever wit if they could learn morse code, he would scoff at the thought if he could in fact, well, scoff. .. / .– — ..- .-.. -.. / -… . / -.…-.. .. –. …. - . -.. / - — / ..-. .. -. .- .-.. .-.. -.– / – . . - / ..-. .- -.-. . / - — / ..-. .- -.-. . –..– / .– …. .- - / - .. – . ..–.. (I would be delighted to finally meet face to face, what time?) He had always assumed Ti lived in the area, given they had talked about the same place for quite a long time, it had to be the case

.–…-. …. .- .–. … / - — – — .-. .-. — .– / – — .-. -. .. -. –. ..–.. / .. / …. .- …- . / - …. . / -.. .- -.– / ..-. .-… (Perhaps tomorrow morning? I have the day free) He grinned at that, it just so happened he had that day free as well, as Marvin wouldn’t have his next show until the afternoon, Schneep was busy doing shifts at the hospital, Chase had visitation with his children and Jackie would be out and about buying groceries, - …. .- - .—-. … / .–…-. ..-. . -.-. - –..– / .- -.-. - ..- .- .-.. .-.. -.– –..– / .– ……-. . / . -..- .- -.-. - .-.. -.– ..–.. (That’s perfect, actually, where exactly?) A static sound came from the frequency, loud and so intrusive it made JJ jump, followed by a cut-off bit of beeps -….- — -. .—-. - / –. — .-.-.- .-.-.- .-.-.- - .-. .- .–. another sequence followed rather speedily after that one .- …. –..– / – -.– / …. .- -. -.. / … .-.. .. .–. .–. . -.. / — -. / - …. .- - / — -. . –..– / -.. — -. .—-. - / - .-. .- -. … .-.. .- - . –..– / .. - … / .- / – . … … .-.-.- (ah, my hand slipped on that one, don’t translate, its a mess.) JJ who had just written down the sequence, quickly erased it, .–…-. …. .- .–. … / — ..- - … .. -.. . / - …. .- - / -.-. .- ..-. . / .– . / -… — - …. / .-.. .. -.- . ..–.. / .. .—-. …- . / -… . . -. / -.. -.– .. -. –. / ..-. — .-. / … — – . / -.-. — ..-. ..-… –..– / .-.. .- - . .-.. -.– .-.-.- (Perhaps outside that cafe we both like? I’ve been dying for some coffee, lately.) His stomach gurgled at the thought of a good cup of coffee as he remembered dinner was almost ready, he found he was slouching at the nice white noise in the background as he put his reply, … — ..- -. -.. … / .– — -. -.…-. ..-. ..- .-.. –..– / .. .—-. – / .- ..-. .-. .- .. -.. / .. / …. .- …- . / - — / –. . - / –. — .. -. –. / - …. — ..- –. …. –..– / -.. .. -. -…-. / .. … / .- .-.. – — … - / .-…- -.. -.– .-.-.- (Sounds wonderful, I’m afraid I have to get going though, dinner is almost ready.) He typed a quick farewell, leaving the radio on by total accident as another sequence of beeps followed, … . . / -.– — ..- / … — — -. –..– / .— .— / —… -.–.- 

The next day, after Marvin’s show…

Marvin walked into JJ’s room, concerned as to why he never showed up for his magic, the man had always enjoyed seeing the tricks he had pulled, as the radio played a song, it let out a static burst yet again, and the sequence itself was unmistakable.

… — …

… — …

.̙.͎.̩ ̙-̢-͜-͙ ̜.͓.̱.͕

(A/N: Oh no what happened to poor JJ?~ ;) Nah but seriously idk where this idea came from but take I guess? And again, if you would like to be removed or added to the tag list please let me know!)

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Jealous- Anti to JJ

“I͞t́'̡s ͘to͏r̶t̸ure, ̶isn'͠t̷ ͡it̨?” he mused wryly, swiping a claw across Jameson’s neck before he could flinch back. “H͏avìn̸g su͠c҉h ̸à longiņǵ t͡ha͞t i͜t ̨bec̴o̶mes ͜a̕ d͏ìse͠ase͝…You ͞ẃant͡ a v̴oice, ͞ỳo̵u̵ want ̶the po҉w̧er it ̢ho̢lds –͜ ̛y͟ou w͡a̸n̸t ͢w̵ha̢t the ͝o̶ther͡s hąve gotten ҉so ea͘si͝ly. T̶hey̢ do҉n'̶t͢ ̵u̢ndersta͏nd͠ ͢y͏o̵u. T͡hey don͜’t ̨un͢d̛erst̀ańd̵ y͝o͜u҉r̀ ͘c͠r͝áv̕in̕g̴s. W͠e̢ļl̕,͠ Jacks͏o̸n̛…I d̶o.̧”

“You – Y-You could never understand,” Jameson stammered, wrapping his arms around himself defensively as the demon giggled.

“You͝'͢re͝ ̨je̵al͠ou҉s̀. Th̀e̕ ͝tr̸uth i̶s̀ p̷a͢i͜nf̢ul̀,͠ but jea̵l̨o̵us͡y̛ ͠iş ҉no͞t҉h̴in͢g̛ ͠bu͘t͜ hatre͡d that'͟s͞ l͢e͏ec̕he͏d̸ out̸ of̴ ̛ìnsȩcur͟ity! Yǫư.͘.͜.h͢ate.͞.̀.͢t͘h̛e͠m.”

“No! No, no, I could never – !”

“Yo͡u͡ ̕hate t̴h̛em ̛for ͟eve͢ry̡t͝h͜i͏n͏g ̕th̢e̴y͡ h͜a͝ve ̡t̵ha̸t you c͝a̶n’t. Yo͏u͢ hate̵ ͏th̶em ̶fo̡r̶ e͢very҉thin̨g̸ ͏t̵h̨ey̴ c̶an ̶do that ͢you̴ ça͏n'̴t. Y̷ou͘ ͞ḩa͞te ҉t͡h̸em f҉o̡r ͠e̵very ̢way the̛y ͏ignore what y͠o̴u ̛w̡ąn͟t͠, wh͏at y̧o͜u ̨need! I̷s̛n'͡t th̀at̀ ̨ri̷ght?!” he hissed, eyes flashing wild static and lights as he loomed over him, clamping a hand around his throat in a vice grip and pulling him off his feet with a strangled gasp. “Do͠e̴śn't͜ ͘it b̴u̡rn, k͠nowing͠ ̕ho̧w p͜owe͘rl҉e҉ss͢ ͟y̢o̧u ͏are?͏”

It burned. His throat burned, his lungs burned, his eyes burned as he tried to tear them away from those searingly bright flashing lights – and failed. There was so much hatred in them; the longer he stared, the more clearly he could see his own reflection flickering, lurking in its midst.

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

Secrets in the Static

Jameson Jackson was born with blood on his hands, put there by one who was born the same. Jameson Jackson was born with silver strings pulled taut around his wrists, controlled by a master that he can’t remember. He can’t remember. But his brothers can’t forget. After they had collected their shivering little brother, Anti’s own demonstration of how far his power stretches, they all made a pact with one another. Not a single one of them would dare breathe a word of this to their dapper man. He didn’t deserve to carry the burden that had been thrust upon him mere minutes after his creation. Ignorance is bliss after all.

They never believed that JJ meant anything to Anti past that video. They had thought that he had gotten bored of their baby brother. They had thought he was safe. But Anti had been in their heads. He knew how fiercely they all loved, how it could cloud their judgements and become their weakness. He knew exactly how much they would do for this puppet. JJ was a blank slate, and oh how beautiful a masterpiece he would create with their own devotion as his chalk. 

It was only two weeks after JJ’s initial possession that Anti made his first move. The glitch appeared before the littlest ego. At first JJ had tried to ignore him, thinking that it was just his imagination, a mirage of sorts. But the ghost kept appearing, getting closer and closer until there was no room left to deny his reality.

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