Thanks!!

Thanks!!

1) I absolutely love writing but I’ve never finished a single thing I’ve started writing. It’s still fun though, and I like just doing it because it makes me happy!

2) I’m currently trying to teach myself how to dance. I’m not good at it, but it’s fun anyway!

3) I really want a dog!!!

4) I don’t think I could survive without music. I always have at least one song stuck in my head.

5) I tend to change interests pretty often, but one thing has been a constant since I found it, and that is Markiplier’s channel. (Also Unus Annus is the best thing ever)

I guess I’ll tag @blackbird12307 and @give-spinel-a-hug if you guys are interested!

💙💜🌱Get-to-know-your-mutuals-tag 🌱💜💙

Rules: When you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your followers to know! They can be as simple as your age or as complex as your deepest fear, as long as it’s something you’re comfortable with sharing. When you’re done and if you want to, send this to 10 people you want to get to know better!

I was tagged by @i-am-the-hungryshark !!! Thanks!

1. I’m currently watching Hannibal (still in season one) and holy shit this might be my soulmate show?? How did I not know this was so amazing?

2. I just cleaned the fuck out of my apartment and I’m exhausted. I mean, I’m so glad I did it and I have a clean apartment but omg. Tired.

3. Writing fanfiction is probably one of my favorite things to do. I don’t sit down and make room for me to do it often enough, but writing fanfic truly makes me feel like I belong.

4. Tonight at sundown the Jewish new year starts!! It’s called Rosh Hashana! So this fact is that I’m Jewish.

5. I’m also poly and queer as all fuck. I’ve got two lovely partners 😊

Alright, time to tag people: @syrengrey @geekiebeekie @misselylux @cigarettesandbruisedhips @ladyslytherin07 @weestarmeggie17

Based off this post after reading it I knew I had to draw it. Love these two.

Thank you @septic-dr-schneep for the amazing writing each and everyday. I swear you give me so much inspiration every time I come on to your blog (which is everyday). I’m terrible with words sorry what I’m trying to say is that I appreciate you a whole lot and expect some more art coming from me in the future <3

Hope you like the drawing!

A Party of Three Masterpost

Read the whole AU on AO3 here 

Christmas of Chaos 

Prologue: Septic Sides  Ch. 1 An Invitation  Ch. 2 The Party Begins  Ch. 3 Two Truths and a Lie

Got obsessed with what the egos look like and wear and wrote this instead of my paper. C’est la vie!

Jackie’s hoodie is the heaviest one you’ve ever held and he always has the hood up, pushing his hair down against his bright blue mask, a warm, familiar weight across his shadowed blue eyes. He smiles easily and runs his hands over the soft beard about his friendly mouth. Combat boots, too many pockets, belts, a holster on his thigh. A bracelet given to him by someone he loved. Fighting has not made him unkind and his hands are softened by red gloves. His room is full of blankets and his hoodie sleeves have holes for his thumbs to stick through. He’s been his own for a long time and he resembles Jack less than the others do, but they share the same kind of warmth in the lines of their faces.

JJ is small and wild and he wears white and black unless he’s stealing his brother’s clothes, which he often does. He’s trim, neat, fashionable in a self-conscious sort of way. His eyes are very bright and a little silver, like something starry got stuck in the middle of his creation. He is well-loved, but still there was some darkness on the day of his birth, and it lingers in his clever, flashing, cautious eyes and his carefully, carefully, carefully cared-for clothes. He wears hats and needs glasses because one eye is worse than the other. His movements are all fluid and graceful and his hands never hold still. Sometimes steals Chase’s gauges and thinks about getting more tattoos. Often forgets to wear shoes.

Henrik – just a little lost, just a little traumatized – changes with the day. He’s trying to get a new job now that he’s back from a blood-red vacation, so he pulls together old fuzzy sweaters and turtlenecks and long coats, but most days he is an over-sized t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He has running shoes and he likes to stand in the rain. He never puts in contacts and he still wears his old wedding ring, though he couldn’t tell you why if you asked him. He smells like coffee and iodine, and he rubs his beard when he’s thinking, and he says loving things in a rough voice. He is littered in scars. Exhausted. He’s cut his hair short at the sides and he can’t always look himself in the eyes, but he’s still the good doctor.

Chase is a backwards hat and an arm wrapped in bracelets, dyed hair now faded to brown. Blink and you’ll miss his wide and perfect smile. His eyes are very blue. Girls leave numbers on his coffee cups but he’s still trying to put his broken heart back together. His black jeans are ripped and he always looks good. With his children in his arms, he is a creature of light and joy, his face shining and his mouth professing a love deeper than the stomach of the ocean. He is logos and Instagram pictures and he’s a good actor, too, because these days he can mimic Jack better than Anti ever has. A necessary deception, he tries to convince himself, but at the end of the day he’s still staring at a slow sort of suicide that sits at the bottom of a fifth of whiskey. He sets his glass down and goes to find someone to help him, wearing all black.

Marvin is a ferocity. White fingers glittering with rings, the flowing of a cape about his shoulders, tuxedos and jewelry and neatly-braided hair. A proud tilt to his handsome head, a sly sort of smile on his mouth, a wild gleam in his fine blue eyes. He holds magic in his shaking hands and coughs blood into the porcelain sink when he overexerts. He likes to show off but he never puts anyone else down for his own benefit, and at the end of the day he lets his hair out and switches into pajamas and sits next to whoever needs him most that night. He’s funny and his mouth is foul. He’s beautiful and kind and powerful, given a few chances to mess the trick up before he gets it right.

Jack wears a hospital gown.

For now.

He’ll wake up one day. Or someone will. Someone will sit up in that hospital bed, and someone will cough and shake and eventually recover, and someone will smile wide at the others around him, crying and laughing and thanking God that he’s finally woken up. It will be a good day, a happy day, even, but the next day –

Well, the next day –

Anti wears flesh.

I guess we have to wait and see who he wears next time.

My JSE Ego Timeline.

@bupine​ did a Percy-Jackson-titled version of her Ego timeline/Arcs so I thought I’d do one. Also, @badlypostedeverything​ and @florenceisfalling​ did their own versions, so be sure to check those out!!!

While I was sitting here typing up my headcanons for Robbie, I decided that I was in the mood for writing about him. So here is my own ‘origin story’ for the zomboi.

“Necro-mistake-cy”

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