Just... A P̷u̶p̵p̴e̵t~ (Glitch Warning!)

Happy birthday, JJ!

Hope our favourite dapper man has an awesome day today, and I hope you guys have a Happy Halloween! Stay safe you guys!

S!Jameson is a mood to me. I want to cuddle him.

He will take all cuddles 🤲 :> (will probably fall asleep on you)

I asked Instagram for some songs for me to make mini AUs off of them for fun

Given: Falling Inside the Black by Skillet

JJ is an unwilling test subject in a human experiment looking to create a drug that produces super humans. He is known to the researchers as #6. After taking this treatment, he starts to have visions of the past. Before long, he realizes that they aren’t just visions. He can interact with the world during that time as well. He meets the previous five subjects.

#1 is- was known as Jackie. He had volunteered to be part of this experiment. JJ gets to know him as he goes through the treatment. He was a success. A superhuman with superhuman strength, superhuman hearing, the power of flight. But for reasons unknown, he died.

#2 was Marvin. Marvin was an unwilling patient. After the treatment, he developed telekinetic powers, but started seeing things that no one else could see. He escaped one day and hasn’t been seen since.

#3 was a criminal who called himself Anti. He never gave his real name. He starts to travel through dimensions and the researchers lose track of him. One day, he appears with a knife and goes on a killing spree. He is shot and killed.

#4 was a researcher who helped in the drug’s development. He volunteered for the position. His name was Henrik von Schneeplestein. He could heal people with a touch of his hand. One day during experimentation, he started coughing up black goop. Within a day, he was dead. It was found later during the autopsy that he was dying from the inside out to heal people. His organs were already rotten by the time he was cut open.

#5 was an willing, but unknowing patient: Chase. He had only wanted some extra cash, but he started to feel other people’s feelings. His own feelings became heightened. He attempts to harm himself, but he is restrained. He breaks his binding one day and kills himself.

JJ, now with the knowledge of what happened to the previous subjects, starts to plan his own escape

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

Would you mind to do “You’ll be mine soon enough” with Marvin and Anti?

Think – think of the others. Think of – of – 

“Th̷i̕s͞ ͢i͡s̛ ex͝actly̶ w̵h͢a̢t̴ ̨I lo̵ve ab͜ou͏ty̢ou,͘ m͜a̢g͢i͏c̕i̧a͞n,” Anti hissed as his hands tightened on the sides of Marvin’s head, hooked nails drawing pinpricks of blood from his scalp that were instantly swallowed by the static buzzing around his head. “Yo͘u̕r̛ res̵i̛l͞ien̢ce. Yo͝u͏r̶ d͠efia͜nc̵e͝.Every͟ ̶mom͠enţ ̧y̧o͢u s̢tr̛u̧gģl͜e̢ ͠i͘s ͞a mome͠͏n̴t̴͟͡ ̡̀t̀͢h́͞a͏͡t I g̵et̨ ̢͘to̕͞͠ ̴̨p͠unis̴̨h ͏y͢͡ou f̵̛ơ̕r!”

The low growl in Marvin’s throat rose to a short, wordless scream as the corruption drilled deeper, swirled thicker, its invasion stabbing at the back of his wide, bloodshot eyes and spilling messages into his mind.

N͝um̨̡b̧͝.͟ ̡͢W͘ȩaḱ͞͏e̢͡n̵̶͞e̴͡d. Sų͘b͠mit.̵͜ ͝ 

Śer̡va̛n̢t̨.̧ S̛͏͜ur̀r͢͞en̕d̶̸͜èr͏͠. P̧u͠͠p̶p͡et҉. 

Y͏o̴̢u͟'̨͝r͠͡e m̵͜i͝ne.

He couldn’t find the strength to look away as it stormed around his head in disorienting spirals, but more terrifying was the fact that the longer he stared into those emerging patterns, the less painful they became – the more he wanted to look at them.

“Liste̶n ca̵ŗęf̕ul͡ly̡ ̴no͠w̶…” Anti purred, his voice a thousand miles away, yet close and immediate, breath scalding against Marvin’s ears as he whispered into them. “T̵h̨i̴s̕ ̡i̷ş en͠t̴ir͠el̵yn̨at͡urál̀.”

Natural. Natural. This is entirely natural. 

If this was natural, why…why should he be resisting?

“T̨his̛ ̸i̸s whát y̧o͞u'̵ve ̢b͏ee͜n̶ ̴wa͘n̴t̨i̷ng.”

Wanting. Wanting. I’ve been wanting this.

All at once he was aware of every tingling, humming, burning sensation. It was pain, but…a good pain. Good pain? As he registered it, his senses became muddled in it, increasingly unsure of what was pain and what was pleasure.

“You̕'̷l͘l be̷ m̛i̵n̢e s̸óon̷ ̴en̨ough.Mỳ ̡p̕up̵p̸e̸t.”

Mine. His. Mine. His. Natural. Wanting. His. 

It was natural to be his puppet. He had always…wanted to be. Finally Marvin found that he had the ability to blink. He did so, just once, and as the static receded from his blurry vision to settle more deeply in his mind, Marvin could see his master grinning openly at him. 

In this foggy, staticky state, it felt good to realize that someone was pleased with him. Dazedly, he smiled back.

Ooooh, could you do something with a merman Illinois luring someone out to see and drowning them? Like a siren?

His voice rolled with the waves, echoes carried on their course, as smooth, deep and silky as liquid gold, as clear as glass. He could already see the dazed wonder on the traveler’s face and the sway of their body to the song as they rowed their boat closer. Unrolling his rope of entwined seaweed and rigging, he tossed it out to them, chuckling as they took it up with eager hands – so very happy to be reeled in.

“You’ll be seein’ me in your dreams, even when your reality drowns…There’s a bright side to every wrong thing if you’re looking at me through the right eyes…Don’t be so shy, friend,” he urged with a dazzling smile. “Come closer. Don’t you want to share your adventure with me?” 

Follow me into the water…I’ll take you to the darker.

"Youve been trying to deal with this yourself?" Marvin to JJ?

I am so sorry for how long this took! D: I hope you enjoy anyway!

Jameson squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth. He pulled his shirt over his arm, his breath shaking as the fabric slid over the wound. Even through the bandages, he could feel it. It was so sensitive, and getting worse by the day! But he couldn’t complain. It was nothing compared to what his brothers endured on the regular.

He took a deep breath. He could suck it up. What was one scratch compared to the countless injuries Jackie was constantly nursing? The cuts and bruises Marvin always had? The constant struggle Chase was always going through? The stress that always wore Schneep down to a point beyond exhaustion? How could Jameson complain about something as small as a scratch on his arm?

He’d learned enough from the doctor to know how to bandage it properly. So he’d taken care of it on his own. He set a smile on his face and went downstairs. Marvin was the only other one awake yet. He looked up and grinned. “Hey! Finally, someone else is awake!”

“How long have you been up?”

“…I’m not sure. Since before sunrise, I know that.”

Jameson laughed and sat down next to Marvin. Snappers emerged from Marvin’s cape, looking at Jameson from Marvin’s shoulder. “Good morning, Snappers! he said as cheerfully as he could. The little dragon hopped down from Marvin’s shoulder and started sniffing at Jameson’s arm. She made a noise of concern.

Marvin furrowed his brows. "Hey, what’s wrong?” Snappers sniffed and made the noise again. She clawed at Jameson’s sleeve. “Snappers, stop that!” Marvin scolded. The dragon climbed up the couch cusiononto the back of the couch. She sniffed at Jameson’s upper arm.

Jameson suppressed his panic. “What on earth are you doing, you funny little-AHG, OW!” Snappers had brushed her nose against the scratch. Jameson clutched his arm, squeezing it so right that it went from agonizing to numb. He whimpered.

Marvin grabbed Snapperws and moved her to his lap. “JJ, what’s wrong with your arm?”

Jameson knew he couldn’t deny anything at this point. “It-it’s really nothing. Just a scrape.”

“No way you had that reaction with just a scrape. Show me your arm.”

“It’s truly nothing! No need to concern yourself with it, I’m perfectly-”

“We both know I don’t believe this. Just show me, please.”

Jameson sighed. He pulled his sleeve up to his shoulder. The bandages were hardly pristine anymore, blood having soaked through completely. Marvin carefully unwrapped the bandages. Jameson hissed as the air stung the wound when it was uncovered.

Marvin gaped at it. “You’ve been trying to deal with this yourself? It’s huge! And it looks like it’s getting infected!”

“I thought, well I thought it was miniscule compared to what everyone else always has to handle! I didn’t want to be a bother!”

“Miniscule?! It’s almost shoulder to elbow length!” Marvin shouted incredulously. He stood up. “We’re getting Schneep. Right now.”

“But he has so much to worry over already! It wouldn’t be right, throwing my own problems at him!”

“He’ll have lot more to worry about if it gets worse!” Marvin took a deep breath. “You’re not being a bother, okay? People get hurt. It happens.” His expression softened. “You know you aren’t a bother, right?”

“I…I suppose.”

“Come on. Let’s get you fixed up.”

(I’m very tired, I hope this is decent!)

Stringed Up

(TW: Needles, blood, Anti being Anti, electric shocks, and some good ol’ puppetry~)

“I’ve got no stri̡͉̘͓̬̖n̖͚͓͓̲̻g̨̧̬͕͕͖s̫̝̺̰͖͉ ̧̥̯̗͎̳ to hold me down~” The humming came from somewhere on Jameson’s right, a needle poked through his right arm, as his master slid a red string into the mutes arms, he winced, blood poked out from in-between his new strings, “Do you know why I like you JJ?~” Anti tapped the back of his skull, grinning, “You can’t scream. I do enjoy the wails every so often, but god, your eyes are so expressive its almost like your still scr̴̅͝e̵̾̓a̴̓̽m̴̿̚ing.” He inched his finger down JJ’s forehead and hovered over his right eye which was crying, his lips trembled, the fedora had been removed in this operation, he felt yet another needle poke into his neck, his masters breath cold and smelling of iron, “Now….Hold still.” His mouth opened in a silent scream as a wire was forced in, glistening with his blood he watched in horror as Anti plugged it into a socket.

Shocks convulsed throughout him as his new strings were pulled by Anti’s hands, slick with his own blood, feeling faint he was pulled to his feet, his hair standing on end, “Now….you should know why I gave you these strings, I want to see you dance.” He looked sick for a moment, wanting so badly to move his bruised fingers, but he found he could not move his limbs at all, unless his master pulled one to his whim. “Perhaps you didn’t hear me. I said…..d̵̪̠̐̂ä̸̳̳́̒ǹ̵͖͕̅c̷̱͎̅͠ȩ̸͈̋̚.” Yet another shock went through Jameson’s body as his arm was lifted in a makeshift pose, bowing before his master who’s grin was wide and made JJ’s stomach churn, he felt his feet start to move uselessly beneath him, as Anti hummed more of the song.

“I’ve got no strings to hold me down

To make me fret

To make me frown

I had strings…..” He pulled Jameson into his arms, tangling the strings around his puppets neck, watching the mute choke silently, eyes begging for release, “Good Puppet~” He let him go, watching him fall to the ground, breathing heavily, he walked forward, kicking him onto his back and causing yet another shock to go through the mute, his vision going black for a moment as he heard his master hiss the last lyric in his ear as he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up to pet his hair. “But now I’m free….There are no strings o̸͇̭͊͝n̵̥͕̋̚ ̵̨̬͒̊m̴̡͙̾͠e̶̻̮͌͋~”

(A/N: Oh boyyyyyyy this ones been comin’ for a while, actually, I had like a vision on what I wanted to do, but not how to go about it, thanks to some….lets say inspiration, I finally got it done, its a bit short but ya know…..)

Tag list: @anti–anon @wyverwithy @darcywillfindyou @pumpkin-demon (again if you wanna be added or removed let me know)

Tortured Inkblot

I love doing symmetry drawings so I wanted to experiment with dark lolz I always associate him with optical illusions cause he technically is one ghhjvjvj

🖋Reblogs are appreciated!🖋

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!)