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I have well and truly fallen down the Soap rabbit hole. So I'm dragging you all along with me!

This is pretty much just filth with Soap. I hope you enjoy it. I really appreciate all feedback, comments and reblogs.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW, You have been warned.

Characters: John Soap Mactavish x OFC ( tried to avoid descriptions but there are some details in there).

She woke with a start, her heart racing in the claustrophobic darkness. It took a second for her eyes to adjust, eventually being able to make out shadows in the pitch black room.

"You OK?' Soap's familiar voice whispered in her ear.

She must've fallen asleep with her head against his shoulder. They'd both been cooped up in a safe house overnight after being separated from the rest of the team, waiting to hear from the captain. A thin crack of light began to break through the filthy windows. Not quite daylight, but bright enough to signal that night was drawing to an end. Rubbing her eyes, she ran her hands over her face.

'What time is it?' She asked, her voice cracking with sleep.

Soap twisted his arm to bring his wrist level with her face. The display read 04:00.

'How long have I been asleep?' She whispered.

'Couple of hours' was his response. 'Nothing from Price yet, but we'll see what happens'.

Her body sank back into the worn sofa as she let out a heavy sigh. Her heart was racing in her chest, forehead clammy with sweat.

'Is it the nightmares again?' Soap asked and she simply nodded.

'Wanna talk about it?' He offered.

She sat up slightly to see the dim light shine across his face. The soft smile spreading across his lips offset by the way his brow furrowed slightly with concern.

'Not really' She sighed and Soap nodded.

This was what was just so easy about Mactavish. He just accepted and understood all of the messed up thoughts in her head that even she couldn't make sense of. There was no having to explain, no judgement. Because he had been through it all and just knew. He understood. Soap would always joke about how messed up it all was, his humour was his coping mechanism. There were times when she needed that. But she always preferred the quiet, comforting side of him on nights like these. When he didn't say or do anything. Knowing that simply being there was enough, just to give her space to talk when it was time.

Mactavish pulled her body into his so that her head rested on his chest and she felt the tension inside being to relax. Chin resting against the top of her head as he stroked the back of her hair. Her hands fell awkwardly as she listened to the soothing sound of his heartbeat against his chest. Closing her eyes,she sighed as a peaceful feeling began to wash over her. Burying her head in closer against him, she was met with the familiar smell of him and her body instinctively responded in a way that took her by surprise. That soft clench deep inside, those ripples of desire building in her core.

There was something between them that they'd danced around for a long time. It hung in the air around him for as long as she could remember. It began with gentle mocking, the same way it always began with new teammates. Rolling her eyes while he teased her about being a defector from the motherland. The banter over the old firm and how her granny would be turning in her grave at the idea of her 'associating with one of them'. Somewhere along the years, it softened. His voice became a reminder of family and home that wasn't there anymore. They spent nights nostalgically reminiscing about her childhood of fizzy juice, fish suppers and empire biscuits in the middle of the desert. The hiraeth as they called it in her new adopted home. He was safe and familiar in a world that was the opposite.

Suddenly one day everything just sat different. She looked at Soap with that stupid hair sticking up, his face weathered from the sun and his eyes squinting from the glare of light against the snow. It was cold, that mission had been hard. Fuck, that whole bloody year had been tough. On that freezing cold November morning, she wondered what it might be like to have a normal life. To be wrapped up safe and warm in a house with two kids and a husband. She glanced over at her teammate sitting that fraction too close and smiled as their eyes met for the briefest of moments. It was a fleeting thought of sitting in an armchair, a glass of Baileys in her hand as she watched the Christmas lights twinkling against Soap's face. It touched a nerve, pulled at something that she wasn’t even aware of, locked deep away inside. The idea was pushed down faster than a stone in water. But it hung there and never really went away.

Each subtle glance and lingering touch was noticed and amplified. The way they always would instinctively gravitate towards one another. How his arm always draped over her shoulder when he sat beside her. How those eyes flickered bright when he smiled at her. The way his body was always so warm against hers when she was freezing cold. Every time he joked and laughed with her, she questioned the intent behind it. Flirting wasn't something that came naturally to her and even now she struggled to pick up on the subtle cues of others.

The nightmares began not long after that cold November morning. Waking up in a pool of her own sweat became a regular occurrence and she couldn’t remember the last time she had an unbroken night's sleep. To the point where she had long given up on ever having any peace. At night she would force herself to stay awake until she fell unconscious, offering to stand guard when they were on a mission and scrolling through her phone on the nights that they weren't. Trying to find some way of turning the nightmares off. She didn't want to talk to the others about it. After having to fight twice as hard as all of them to be taken seriously, the last thing she wanted was to admit to anything perceived as weakness. Soap had picked up on it without her having to say a word. Although he never pushed beyond his subtle reassurances that he was there to listen whenever she was ready.

Sbe had been so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realise just how quiet and still Mactavish was underneath her. His breathing was heavy and her head rose and fell against his chest in synch with each breath. This time he was the one who had fallen asleep. As she shifted on the cushions beside Soap, he woke up with a start. His hand instinctively grabbed hold of her arm before their eyes locked onto each other's. He squinted, adjusting to the twilight streaming in through the window before a soft smile spread across his face. That moment seemed to last forever, his grip on her arm never quite relenting and the smile on his face fading somewhat as he seemed to search her face for something. Her heart leapt to her throat, her chest tight at the thought of actually leaning over and kissing those soft lips of his that she found herself wondering about kissing one too many times.

She climbed onto Soap's lap, her thighs straddling his wide stance. He silently looked up at her, confusion written all over his face. A voice in her head told her to stop before she did something she couldn't run away from. Something that could have consequences for them both. While the heat in her stomach told her there would never be another chance like this again. She brought her lips down against his and a sinking feeling of panic grew in the pit of her stomach as he didn't respond. Shame and embarrassment washed over her as she realised just how wrong she was. How she'd mistaken friendship and kindness for something more. As she moved to climb off his lap, Soap's hands flew to her waist, holding her firmly in place. Her mind raced as her heart hammered against her chest. His dark eyes met hers as he scanned her face, searching for any sign of doubt. Biting her lip between her teeth, she nodded silently. Before she brought her lips crashing down onto his.

Soap responded instantly, his hands wrapping themselves in the tangled knot of her hair as he pressed his hips up against hers. Adrenaline raced through her veins, making her head spin and her body feel like it was on fire. After holding herself back from this for so long, she felt like she was free falling. Digging her hands into his hair, she pulled him ever closer into her kiss. Soap's hands grabbed hold of her arse, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Moans tumbled from her lips as his growing erection strained through his combats, pressing into her.

Pulling at the hem of Mactavish's t-shirt, she eventually managed to bring it over his head, separating their bodies briefly. Scars littered the taunt skin and tight muscle of his chest as her hands frantically explored every inch of him. She could probably recount when, where and how he'd earned every single one of them. But she didn't want to think about any of the pain and hurt in that moment. All she wanted was to feel something alive and real. Soap stared up at her, his eyes wild with desire. Beneath the surface, she saw his look of concerned confusion. They both knew they were flirting with disaster, but in that moment, long ignored desire drowned out all rhyme and reason. All she wanted was his hands and his lips on her skin. Not caring about the consequences afterwards.

Never taking her eyes from his, she began to grind her hips back and forth against him. Simultaneously groaning together, they told each other what they both needed as her eyes fluttered closed. John's hands were everywhere, one pulling at her t-shirt while the other slipped under the waistband of her combats. He fumbled with the zip on her trousers, yanking them down as far as the awkward position allowed. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her bare skin to him. Soap bit his bottom lip hungrily between his teeth as his hand splayed across her back. Pressing her chest into his face before his mouth hungrily sought out her breasts. Soft moans escaped from her lips as Soap's teeth grazed against her nipple at the exact same moment his fingers slipped between the slick folds of her cunt.

'Shit Soap' She hissed against his hair as she bucked her body up against his hand.

'D'ya like that?' He whispered against her chest.

Soap showed her absolutely no mercy as all of the pent up tension between them collapsed. His hungry mouth lapped and nipped against her skin while his fingers rubbed circles over her clit. A rising knot of tension grew inside her, increasing with every expert flick of his hand. He withdrew momentarily away and she whined helplessly at the loss of contact. Only to have him sink one, then two of his rough fingers easily into the depths of her. A guttural moan fell from her mouth as his fingers curled up, brushing against that sweet spot inside her and his thumb rubbed against her clit. Causing her to lose the ability to focus on anything other than the waves of heat growing inside, ready to swell over and drown her as he brought her ever closer to the edge. All thoughts of their catastrophic mission and unspoken feelings melted away.

Soap raised his head from her chest, using his free hand to guide their faces together. Their lips collided, hard and hungry as his tongue danced against hers.

Without warning, her orgasm hit. The waves of white heat washed over as he kept caressing her all of the way through. Moaning into his kiss as he swallowed up every sigh and moan she made.

Her body collapsed into Soap's as the tension began to subside. He drew his hand away from between her legs to bring both of his arms around her. Pressing her body closer to his as her head fell against his chest. His heartbeat thundered loud enough for her to hear. Her mind drifted in the warmth of the blissed out afterglow.

'Y'alright pet?' He whispered against her hair.

Lifting her head as she nodded, their eyes met and they smiled sheepishly at one another. Suddenly embarrassed about the moment they just shared. Mactavish's eyes wandered over her and she couldn't help but notice the way he hungrily licked his tongue against his bottom lip. The weight of his gaze unnerved her as a storm of emotions brewed inside. It felt like she was tumbling down a rabbit hole with no chance of escape. She hated feeling vulnerable and nothing made her more so than the way Soap stared at her now.

'You're so beautiful' he murmured, pulling her into another kiss. The softness of his words was at complete odds with everything about him but at the same time, it felt so genuine and natural. His hips pressed up into her as his tongue swept over her lips. A groan rumbled in his throat and she took this as encouragement to continue where they left off.

There was an awkward fumbling with Soap's belt and zip and she climbed off him just long enough to take off her own trousers as he slid his combats down his legs. Resting back into his lap, her hand snaked down between his thighs and she wrapped my fingers around his length, gliding them back and forth along his shaft.

Soap's head fell back against the tattered cushions of the sofa, his eyes fluttering closed. His adam's apple bobbed against the flushed skin of his neck and she couldn't help but drag her lips along the exposed skin. Fighting the instinct to bite him and mark him as her own. Fucking on duty was pushing boundaries far enough for now, she told herself.

'You've got no idea how long I've thought about this' he murmured, that warm accent thick with lust. Making a rush of desire shoot through her.

Lifting her hips slightly, she positioned herself above his tip. Teasing the head of his cock against her slick entrance. Moaning simultaneously, they answered each other's questions about whether or not to proceed. Bringing her body down, she easily glided over him and allowed him to bury every last inch of himself deep within her core.

Her jaw fell slack and a strangled moan came out as Soap raised his hips to bottom out inside her. The weight and heat of him was too good and each time he pushed up, he brushed perfectly against that sweet spot. Grabbing hold of her hair, Soap pulled her head to allow his hungry lips access to her neck. A jolt of electricity shot through her as he sunk his teeth into the soft skin.

'Fuck off Soap' she hissed, chastising him for lacking restraint.

He simply smirked into the crook of her neck as he thrust up into her, bottoming out inside. Chasing another high, her hand fell between their bodies and she rubbed frantic circles around clit. As he bucked up into her, harder and faster. Squeezing her walls around him, her body tensed just as Soap's rough hands grabbed hold of her arse and sunk his fingers into her cheeks, forcing her down harder onto him.

The release hit her hard, a tidal wave of white heat radiating from her entire body. Soap effortlessly rode her right through it. His lips ghosted against her ear as he murmured about just how good she felt. Her walls fluttered around him and finally with one last push, he grunted against her neck as she felt him release deep down inside her.

There was a moment that felt like eternity as they remained perfectly still together. Arms arms tangled around each other's bodies, her head against Soap's chest as she listened to his pounding heart gradually slow. She could happily stay like that forever, she thought to herself. It meant that neither of them would need to face up to what had gone on tonight. She knew it was wrong. Sex just made everything even more messy and complicated than it was already. Sighing, she closed her eyes and stayed there for just a moment longer.

'Oi' he whispered softly against her hair. 'Don't be fallin' asleep on me again'.

'Okay, okay' she groaned, lifting her body away from his.

Unable to bring herself to meet Soap's gaze, she was too afraid she might find his kind eyes ready to draw her into another kiss. Instead, she fell into the default, hiding behind walls to protect her from being vulnerable. Getting the first blow in before he did. She quickly stood up from Soap's lap, searching around the room for her discarded clothing. He sat for a moment, watching her with that disarmouring smile on his face as she did her best to pretend they hadn't just fucked. After a few moments, during which she'd managed to retrieve her clothes, Soap sighed and began to dress himself.

'I'm no playin' this stupid game wi' you' he spoke softly as he came to stand behind her. Wrapping his arms around her waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.

'What game?' She asked, trying but failing not to melt into Mactavish's embrace.

'Trynna pretend this didnea happen'

Her breath caught in her throat, her whole body tensing in anticipation of his next move.

'I like ya' he whispered against her cheek, his lips grazing against her skin. 'An' I reckon you like me too. So how about we stop acting like we don't'.

The breath she was holding released in a long sigh as she turned in his arms, tilting her face to bring their lips together.

'What now then?' She asked, briefly breaking their kiss.

'I need to get ya home safe and sound'.

can you draw more gay people

what these ones

Alain Mesa as Alejandro Vargas in CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE II

wake up it’s halloween and i want this man

Finally got my lazy butt to draw the JSE versions of my AU “Devils On My Shoulders” (Just the main egos for now. I might draw Robbie at a later date). 

The full version will be over on my DA - click the images for better quality. :)

This was enjoyable to draw~ Hope ya like it!

**Do not repost/steal without permission - Reblogs are okay!**

Enjoy~

-K10

@therealjacksepticeye

Now it's Henrik's turn!

Songs of the Lost Souls Chapter 1: Man in a Magic Shop

A/N: So Liru’s pronouns switch from they/them/theirs to she/her/hers in the chapter because she’s like me in that aspect. Also there are feminine pronouns in the they/them/theirs part and I’m letting you know that is intentional because thats how it is form and therefor her. 

(Word count: 4,632)

        “Are you sure your fine, the city is pretty big I can-”

        “Jacques! I’m fine, I’m just exploring near the tower.” The blonde sighed exasperated into the phone. A fluffy black and white cat sat on their shoulder with a pink service cat vest on, attached to a leash in their hand while a small white fluffy cat walked next to her wearing a bright green service cat vest, also attached to the leash in their hand thats wrapped around their wrist as well.

        “I know but still, it can be pretty dangerous.” The green haired Irish-French man fretted over the phone.

        “I’m fine. I wouldn’t have moved here if I couldn’t handle it and I highly doubt you would have bought me an expensive ass apartment either. Still mad at you for that by the way.” They say, letting the cat on their shoulder lick their head.

        “Grateful, but mad.” Jacques laughs softly, shaking his head fondly as he does.

        “I know you are.” He says in a loving voice that makes the blonde’s heart stutter for a second. 

        “Well if you don’t mind,”

        “I do.”

        “IF, you don’t mind, I’m going to continue to explore.” They state with a slight smile, their tongue poking their cheek as she does. Jacques sighs over the phone, knowing he lost their little… whatever that was.

        “Alright, alright, fine. I’ll leave you alone about it.” He concedes. They grin more as they come to a stop, waiting to cross the street, ignoring the people watching and attempting to record their cats.

        “Thank you darling, I’ll see you and the others tonight.”

        “Alright, Love you.”

        “Love you, too.” They both hung up just as Liru got across the street before the both froze, realizing what they said to each other. Jacques looks over to two of his brothers, Shawn and Sam, who are looking at him with their mouths agape while Jacques is flushed red, heart racing a million miles an hour. It’s quiet for almost a minute before Shawn picks up his sketchbook and repeatedly smacks his brother’s arm.

        “You fookin Idiot.” Shawn hisses out between his teeth.

        Meanwhile, Liru’s face is flushed red with their heart beating rapidly in their chest before a happy grin on their face as they begin to giggle to themself as they walk.

        “He loves me.” They giggles out through the knuckles pressed to their mouth, phone still in hand. Their cats just purr in response, Izzy rubbing her head against Liru’s while Marvin rubs up against her leg before continuing to walk next to them. They put their phone in their pocket as they walk with a slight skip in their step. 

        You see, her and the three brothers or well four technically, Angus doesn’t really stay in one spot for very long, have been dating for a few months now, back when they still lived on the other side of the country, and since they finally decided to move, they suggested that they move here, to this city, Dago(Day-go). After some explaining of what’s going on in the city, meaning the unhinged “demon” and the somewhat high crime rate, but their brothers also lived there, they agreed happily. Besides, anywhere is better than there, especially if they’re there.

        Anyway, after a few minutes of sheer giddiness, like a kid who just tasted smores for the first time on a summer night around a campfire, they manage to calm herself down but she still had a pink tint to her cheeks and a smile on her face but not enough to draw anyone’s attention. They look around at the little stores around, looking for anything interesting before finding an supposed Magic and Oddities shop right beside them. 

        With a small shrug, they walk into the store nearly jumping as a voice comes from the back of the shop.

        “I’ll be with you in a minute!” A male Irish voice with a slight hint of a French accent mixed in, calls out. They tilt their head looking around the shop, surprised at the magic that covered the entire place. It was a beautiful regal purple with a mix of red, blue, electric green and a forest green with streaks and flecks of gold everywhere. They find it rather fitting when his voice sounds the same way it looks although the lingering bits of black in the magic makes them a bit uncomfortable. They bent down picking up the white cat, who was watching the gold in the magic with wide eyes.

        They walks around the shop browsing the oddities and books and ingredients with interest. There’s a smell of Lavender with burning Jasmine incense and a hint of fresh Basil. They take a quiet but deep breath noticing that it clings to the magic as well and sounds faintly of Gothic Ballroom Music and something that sounds like an electric violin. Very soothing and something that they could relax to but also something that makes them want to dance. She might actually paint something based on it.

        They’re looking around noticing that the electric green was the same electric green that was mixed in with Angus’, Jacques’, Shawn’s and Sam’s. Yes they have magic, they haven’t told them yet but it doesn’t matter, they’re happy to wait until they’re ready. But that doesn’t stop the fact that they can see it as well as someone with 20/20 vision can see the world around them without glasses. Liru just happens to see more than that, and hear, feel, smell and taste. 

        It’s more of a burden though, when you’re trying to get away from it, trying to at least pretend you’re normal in a world that loathes anything different unless it benefits them, the city’s hero for instance and his occasional assistant. Trying to be normal when the first 20 years of your life was made hell just because you’re different. They wander around the store, not processing anything, deep down the lava pit that is memory lane until the voice snaps them out of it.

        “Hello there! My name’s Marvin, can I help you with anything on this sunny afternoon?” The voice snaps them out of her little trip as she jumps a little and turning to the voice and jerking back a little at the familiar face, near carbon copy to Jacques’s if not for the slightly darker brown hair dyed a spring green and went down to his mid back and tied into a ponytail. On top of that he had Royal Blue, almost cat-like eyes that she found rather fitting for him, with scars definitely made from some form of claws that had scratched over his eye’s. 

        Who ever gave them to him was obviously not trying to blind him, or he’s just that good at healing magic but most likely a mix of the two if the magic that comes from it is anything to go by, dark and controlling.

        ‘Most likely under the influence of a αφέντης των μαριονετών.’

        “Miss?” They snap out of their thoughts and realizes they been staring, face flushing a deep red.

        “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” Their voice is shy and quiet and extremely apologetic and she puts her head in their head muffling her repeated apologies. The shop owner smiles rather amused despite himself right now.

        “It’s quite alright, miss, long day?” He asks with a friendly smile as they look at him through their fingers while her cat’s lick their arm and forehead in a comforting way, purring softly. They slowly nod a little as they put the hand down, resting it on Marvin’s back who purrs just a little louder.

        “More like a long week.” They smile sheepishly at him, picking at the white crystal bracelet with a golden rose around their right wrist.

        “Ah, understandable miss, are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around the city.” He asks, his head tilted ever so slightly, looking them up and down curiously. They nods a bit, swallowing a bit, wanting to ask him if he was one of the trio’s brothers.

        “Yeah, I um, I just moved here a week ago.” And um it’s Mx. Right now at least.” She tells him a bit shyly and feels her heart stutter slightly when his eyes light up a little.

        “Ah, apologies Mx.” He says, forcing down his excitement, wondering if sh- they’re genderflux like him.

        “It’s no problem, you didn’t know.” The blonde smiles at him relaxing a little, rather grateful for the small blessing of finding someone who isn’t an asshole.

        “Well if you need anything let me know, I’ll be right here.”

        “Alrighty then.” They smile before continuing to browse, actually looking at them now rather than just walking aimlessly. Once they’re out of sight behind a few shelves, the shop owners smile drops as suspicion sets in. 

        The blonde has magic that seems to wrap around everything, as if curious, and shines like the sun and moon while looking like the very fabric of space itself. It’s comforting but he knows that it could turn on him in a second if he had any malicious intent towards them. He notices that there seems to be a dark grey almost black type of magic that forms into bones shaped as six arms and hands that seem to be holding wing type bits of space that stand out from the rest of the space type magic.

        The magic seems to outline three pairs of horns as well, a pair that waved up wards, a pair that went back before curling against her cheek and a pair that reminded him very much of bull horns. The pair that curled around their cheek had a rose gold streak that followed the curve of it and a gold one that followed the curve of the bull like horns. Next was the one that was shaped as a long eight or nine foot rainbow tail with a whitish yellow pink spike at the end. The tail seemed to sway along the floor calmly while they browsed. And to top it all off, they had familiar bond’s with the two cats that they came in with and two more that are clearly somewhere else.

        Despite the beauty and comfort that the magic brings, he’s a bit weirded out by the fact at how familiar it is. It reminds him of his brothers but still somehow different. He knows for a fact that they haven’t met before but the familiarity is undeniable, almost as if his soul is going ‘Oh, there you are’ and it doesn’t make any sense because the only other people that have made his soul feel that way were his brothers. And not because they are brothers, but because they’re soulmates.

        Familial obviously, but this one feels a little different and not in a platonic way almost in a romantic way. But how? The only way that could be possible-

        ‘Oh.’ He feels heat begin to rise to his cheeks. Long blonde hair, tan skin, Midnight Blue eyes and a scar on her chin that goes up to below her eye.

        ‘They must be Liru.’ His brothers’ girlfriend. His heart drops a little but also speed’s up from excitement, after all his brothers are pretty sure that they’re soulmate’s with all of them. But at the same time, she clearly hasn’t told them about her magic. And he supposes it’s understandable, people with anything to be considered magic or “superhuman” are usually murdered for it. No ifs, ands, or buts. And I can only imagine what they’ve been through to have halo’s turn to horns. 

        He swallows a bit harshly as she walks up to the counter, the white cat on her other shoulder, and the pink bracelet with a silver rose that was on their left wrist was now on their right with the white and gold one. Taking mental note of what she picked out. An old book in Latin, a few different types of crystals, he knows those are meant to ward off nightmares and can’t help but feel as if his theory about her hidden horns are correct, and few other assorted things including a few small jars of paint. They set them on the counter as he begins to ring them up.

        “Will that be all for today?”

        “Huh? Oh yeah.” She pulls her attention away from the feeling of the phantom wings wanting to wrap him up and pull him close and never let go, the exact feeling they got and still get when around the four men she’s dating who, not to mention, are her romantic soulmates, four of them at least.

        “I’m actually wondering something though.” His heart jumps to his throat for a second before he continues putting her items in a paper bag.

        “What do you wish to know?” He asks with a small smirk as he hands her the bag in exchange for the money.

        “Is your last name Mcloughlin?” They finally ask. Marvin freezes for a second before he continues to pull out their change from the register.

        “Why yes it is. Why do you ask?” He swears his heart skips a beat from the smile that spreads over their face.

        “Your brothers told me about you!” She takes her change, haphazardly shoving it into her pocket before she sticks her hand out for him to shake. 

        “I’m Liru, I’m dating Angus, Jacques, Shawn and Sam!” They announce excitedly and any suspicion melts away at the sight. He grins happily,

        “I’m Marvin,” He grasps her hand but the both freeze as veins filled with space fly up his hand and under his sleeve and purple and green swirls dance up their arm until the lyrics write themselves on her bicep and on Marvin’s shoulder. They stare at each other for a full minute once the colors die down, a blush dusting both of their cheeks. 

        ‘Looks like they were right.’ The magician thinks before snapping out of the trance first. With a sly smirk, he turns their hand over and brings it up to his mouth and presses a kiss to her knuckles. Liru’s face turned red almost instantly, the cats on her shoulders seeming to almost snicker and smile.

        “It’s a pleasure to meet you Liru, Ma âme sœur.” She let out a squeak as she shyly curls in on herself a little, pulling her hand away as he lets go, standing back up straight looking directly at her with a smile.

        “I-it’s nice to m-meet you too, η αδερφή ψυχή μου.” His eyes light up even further and they swear his pupils grow bigger with a gold ring around it.

        “Ααα, μιλάς και ελληνικά και γαλλικά; Πόσο εντυπωσιακό.”  Her eyes light up as well, her own seeming to grow a few shades darker with a purple tint.

        "Μι- μιλάω λίγα γαλλικά, δεν είμαι πολύ καλός σ’ αυτά.“ She manages to get out, stuttering once.

        “Θα είμαστε χαρούμενοι να σου μάθουμε κάποια στιγμή.” He leans against the counter on his forearms, happily watching her as he does. Meanwhile she begins to toy with the white and gold bracelet.

        “Ο Jacques σε έχει νικήσει ήδη” She informs him, a small, shy but excited smile on her face.

        “Ααα, ντροπη.” He grins up at her from his lean. Looking at the cats on her shoulders, Marvin asks,

        “And who are these lovely creatures?” He goes to put his hand up for one of them to sniff before remembering the service cat so instead he put his chin in his palm. He could see the phantom wings shake eagerly behind her as she lights up like a tree on Christmas eve.

        “This is Izzabella,” She reaches a hand up and begins scratching under that black and white cat’s chin who, in turn, immediately begins to purr and lean into the scratch and closes her gold lined green eyes.

        “But I just call her Izzy, she’s part Norwegian Forest Cat and Ragdoll.” She tells with a happy smile. She stops and Izzy looks at her, obviously pouting from the sudden stop as she turns her attention to the smaller white one, scratching its side in which it immediately leans against her head and begins to purr.

        “And this one-” She cuts herself off with a small laugh that makes the shop owner’s heart melt just a little bit.

        “Ironically, is named Marvin as well.” Human Marvin perks up looking surprised at the white cat.

        “He is also part Norwegian Forest Cat and Ragdoll with a little bit of Munchkin.” Said cat purrs louder as she reaches up and scratches under his chin, leaning forward looking ready to fall. Marvin goes to ask something but Izzy hopping from her shoulder down in front of him. Just as she landed Cat Marvin had indeed fallen forward trying to lean further into the scratches and wound up being caught upside down before moving to and set on the counter as well.

        “Well isn’t he over excited.” He says with an amused smile on his face while the female cat looks over at him and pats his hand.

        “You have no idea.” She goes and scratches behind his ears and he proceeds to flop against her stomach, making it rather difficult to scratch. Izzy pats Marvin’s hand again, staring him down.

        “She wants you to pet her.” The blonde says through a giggle. He raises an eyebrow and looks at said cat who lets out a squeaky attempt at a meow.

        “Oh? I was aware that they weren’t to be handled by anyone other than their owner when on duty.”

        ‘Not to mention they’re your familiars.’ he finishes silently, trying not to eye the rope made out of Bronze and Deep Blue standing for Companionship and Loyalty, like all familiar bonds are with both the cats and her own magic mixed in as well

        “Usually so but you’re obviously an exception.” He slightly tilts his head before letting her sniff his free hand and scratching behind her ears.

        “She’s very soft.” He note’s out loud.

        “Yeah, she makes a great pillow too.” The cat just purrs in response although shooting the woman a dirty look that says ‘Don’t out me’. It takes both Marvin and Liru all they have not to burst out laughing, unaware that either one could understand the look. After a few seconds of silence Liru’s phone lets out a few piano notes, indicating she got a text.

        Quickly swiping it from her pocket and unlocking it before snorting.

        “Naturally.” She quickly sends a reply and goes to put it away before freezing and looking at Marvin.

        “Is something wrong?” He asks with a curious look.

        “I should probably get your number huh?” She’s smiling sheepishly and he just lets out a soft chuckle standing up straight again pulling out his phone.

        “Yes, and I suppose I should give you mine as well, huh.” They both quickly exchange numbers, Liru sending a quick hello, so she remembers it’s there before putting both of their phones away.

        “If you don’t mind me asking, who texted you? You seem rather… well not annoyed but more like you were expecting and didn’t want to hear it, if that makes sense.” He prods, curiosity overriding anything else.

        “Ah, yeah, that was Shawn. Or, Shawn from Jacques’ phone so I’d read it.” She looks rather exasperated, looking back at Marvin, the human one, the cat one is currently pouting against her waiting for more scratches.

        “Why would he need to do that?” He was curious on why on earth his little brother would need to use his other brother’s phone to get his girlfriend to read his text.

        “He always pesters me to get him black licorice whenever I’m out.” Ah. Sounds like him.

        “That… definitely sounds like him.” Marvin stated, fighting back a laugh. Liru smiles a bit sheepishly before looking down at the cat’s and petting them both for a few seconds.

        “I suppose I should explain the bracelet thing before I leave.” She muses out loud, picking at her palm. Marvin raises an eyebrow at the shyness showing itself again.

        “You don’t have to if you aren’t comfortable. I understand that we just met.”

        “No I do, being misgendered makes me uncomfortable even if it’s unintentional.” He could feel his excitement shoot up, his rings almost burning with the thought of her being like him.

        “Ya see, I’m genderflux,” Marvin’s pupils blow wide in excitement, looking like a cat now more than ever. He has to refrain himself from launching over the counter, picking her up and spinning her around. 

        “So my pronouns tend to change, usually it’s pretty erratic and hard for me to constantly tell people which one is which so I made these bracelets, pink and silver for female pronouns and the white and gold is for gender neutral pronouns. So they/them/theirs and obviously Mx. The pronouns I’m using are on the right wrist so right now female pronouns.” She looks up at him and her face turns a deep red at the excited grin on his face, unconsciously noting at how much he looks like a cat with his eyes.

        He puts his hands out, showing off a small assortment of gold rings, two standing out from the most. One with beautiful peacock opals formed into a feather on his right middle finger and a silver cat with amethysts for an eye on his left middle finger.

        “The peacock one stands for male pronouns,” Her head snaps up to him in shock that quickly changes into rising excitement. “And the silver and amethyst stands for gender neutral pronouns.” He smiles happily at her, seeing just how excited she is.

        “The one on the right are the pronouns I’m currently using.” Her grin widens even more, looking like an excited Cheshire cat and she begins to flap her hands close to her chest excitedly, letting out a low happy squeal. 

        “Oh you have no idea how badly I want to hug you right now!” She exclaims trying to rein in the flapping.

        “Well,” He hops over the counter, making sure not to hit the cats, who were watching the whole interaction, and lands next to her spreading his arms out.

        “The feeling is mutual.” She nearly tackles him, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly, something that he returns enthusiastically, glad his risk of being so forward paid off. Because from what his brothers told him, she takes a while to warm up to people, so he feels like he just won the lottery. After a few seconds they break apart, faces red with wide grins. Liru moves away a little for space just as her cats hop off the counter and begin meowing up at her.

        She looks down at them, both of them meowing, reminding her that she has more places to go. 

        “I suppose I should get going now, got more to explore before it gets dark out.” The shop owner hides his disappointment with an encouraging smile.

        “I suppose that would be best. It’s not safe for people to be out at night, especially when they’re new.” The thought of her getting caught up in one of Anti’s attacks or getting assaulted by the low-lifes of the city makes his stomach feel heavy with worry but he tries not to show it. She looks up at him with an eyebrow raised, her magic seeming to grow a tad heavier.

        “I can take care of myself, new or not.”

        “I don’t doubt it, if you’re anything like my brothers told me I doubt anyone would bother you after the first attempt.” Her face flushes red again, hearing that her boyfriends talked to their brothers in such a good way, her magic seeming to become lighter again.

        “S-so I guess I’ll see you and meet the rest of your brothers this Sunday?” She squeaks out shyly, again.

        ‘I wonder what it will take for her to properly open up. I supposed on time will tell.’

        “Absolutely Beauté.” He says with a teasing grin, wondering if she’ll understand him, and by the looks of the already tomato red face turning a darker shade of red before gaining a mischievous glint in her eye. Picking up her bag and standing up straight, she’s about two inches taller than him.

        “Then I’ll see you then, Minou.” She grins giving him one last quick hug before making her way out of the shop leaving and blushing Marvin behind.

        ‘Holy shit. I think I might be in love.’ The magician thinks, watching after her.

        Meanwhile, once she’s out of sight of the shop, Liru crouches down putting her face in her hands mumbling.

        “Kitty?! Why the fuck did I call him Kitty?! On top of that I kept loosing my cool, what the fuck me. I should be better at this already, it’s been three years!” Marvin, the cat, and Izzy both meow and gently paw at the back of her hand.

        “Don’t say that, it’s obvious he enjoyed it. If the look on his face was anything to go by that is.” Izzy attempts to reassure her.

        “And! You didn’t lose your cool because you refrained from wrapping your wings around! Just like you refrained with Angus!” Marvin states, as if proud of her, now that there was less of a risk of anyone catching wind of the telepathy.

        “Yeah, I suppose you’re right fluff.” She mumbles dragging her hands down her face before setting them on her knees, looking at them both.

        “Although his face might’ve been one of confusion not… wait.” Both cats look at her curiously.

        “How do you know that my wings were… oh shit.” A feeling of dread begins to pool in her stomach.

        “Ohnononononononono, oh god please tell me he didn’t see, that no one saw.” She looks at them, her voice pleading and desperate, terrified at what he’d think of her if he saw or what would happen to him and his family if someone saw. Both immediately begin to purr, putting their front paws on her knees and rubbing their foreheads against her chin.

        “No one saw, everything’s alright.” Izzy ‘voice’ shaking with the purrs. Liru relaxes immediately, relieved now more than anything. The blonde pets them both taking deep breaths to calm herself down.

        “And it was only for a few seconds. I think you’d have to see magic anyway to really get a look at it anyway.” The white cat’s voice wobbles just as much as the other’s as he reassures her. The blond relaxes completely resting her forehead against theirs while they begin to stop purring. They get off her knees looking up at her.

        “Now, I believe you have a few more places to explore and pick up some food for your mates.” Liru’s face turns red once again as she hisses out, embarrassed,

        “Izzy! We haven’t done anything like that!” They both snicker as they begin to walk away, pulling on the leashes. Liru quickly gets up, walking again blushing furiously while glaring at her cats.

        “Doesn’t matter, you love them don’t you?”

        “Well of course I do!”

        “Then they're your mates.” Liru sighs in annoyance at her familiars who are snickering at their owner’s embarrassment.

        “Yeah, yeah laugh it up. The suns gonna set in a couple of hours and I have to wear a dress tonight so let’s just get as much energy out as possible.” She looks up at the clear sky with a slight smile though. The thought of spending some time with her boy’s always brings her a little bit of peace. She just hopes she can sit still long enough for them to paint and draw.

Translations: Greek translations courtesy of @antis-gauge thank you so much

Master of Puppets = αφέντης των μαριονετών

My Soulmate = η αδερφή ψυχή μου = Ma âme sœur

"Ahh, You speak both Greek and French as well? How Fascinating.” = Ααα, μιλάς και ελληνικά και γαλλικά; Πόσο εντυπωσιακό.

“I-I speak a little French, not very good at it.” = Μι- μιλάω λίγα γαλλικά, δεν είμαι πολύ καλός σ’ αυτά.

“Well I’ll happily teach you sometime.” = Θα είμαστε χαρούμενοι να σου μάθουμε κάποια στιγμή.

“Jacques has already beat you to it.” = Ο Jacques σε έχει νικήσει ήδη

“Ah, a shame.” = Ααα, ντροπη.

Beauty = Beauté

Kitty = Minou

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“Is everything alright, Chase?…”

In which Anti finally possesses Chase.

@therealjacksepticeye

I still love this video!!😂😂

@rimonatakitoji

i can’t stop thinking about this

Ey got tag, so let's do it!

Top three ships:

Danti (Markiplier and Jacksepticeye egos), Klance (Voltron Legendary Defender) and Janti (Jacksepticeye egos)

Last song you listened to:

Nothing Remains - Andrew Stein

Last movie you watched:

V for Vendetta

Book your reading:

Physical book - The 5th Wave

Digital (mainly Wattpad) - Hunted by the Mafia Boss by kenipads

Food you're craving:

White chocolate mocha

~Tags~

Anyone that wants to do it!

tagged by fred @eyebqll!! tysm fred i love tag games <3

top 3 ships: in no particular order, tyrus (andi mack), snowbaz (carry on) and sarawatine (2gether)!

last song you listened to: day and night by day6!! (stream demon aoty!!!!!!)

last movie you watched: uhhhhhh the half of it i think? it was very good but i wasn’t able to finish it :(

book you’re reading: absolutely no idea i haven’t read a proper book in ages i don’t think i even know how to read anymore

food you’re craving: nothing really, since i just ate and im too full to think about more food lol

tagging: @tylercamebackyes @localkrowkid @cruel-moon @randomsmilingpotatoes and anyone else who’s interested!! 💖

thought it’d be fun to draw some expressions. i run out of steam after 2d panel though :p

dialog from this video

Some JackieBoy Man sketches!

@taikeero-lecoredier @immabethehero @the-real-comically-insane @kiipz @victory-cookies @caori-azarath @sharky-g @skatle-skootle-demon-noodle @obsidiancreates @the-chemist @sadiierey

“I saw my shadow again, the night before it all went wrong, staring at me from across the street…” 

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

The SepticVerse

(Please don’t repost/steal/edit)

(Click for better quality)

Partners in (fighting) crime and luxurious long hair ✨✨

@taikeero-lecoredier @immabethehero @the-real-comically-insane @kiipz @victory-cookies @caori-azarath @sharky-g @skatle-skootle-demon-noodle @iamliteraltrash1 @obsidiancreates @the-chemist

writer: this is one of my male characters! he cares about his guy friends and loves them deeply.

tumblr: oh! so he’s gay!

writer: uh…no, he’s attracted to women.

tumblr: ….so he’s bi!

writer: uhh…no…….he loves his guy friends but he’s not romantically/sexually attracted to them.

tumblr: ….so you’re homophobic.

writer:

Might as well join the challenge!

@rimonatakitoji (I have no one else to tag, so here ya go XD)

And anyone who wants to join, feel free to do so!

“Be A Dragon”

Inspired by @lilacs-with-lavender and the infamous meta post of Women, Power, and Anger written by @scarmander 

The Challenge: Use this pic maker to turn yourself into a dragon and share it here, then tag at least 10 badass blogs 

WE ARE DRAGONS!

me, hair down:

me, hair up (cause I want my wings to show dangit):

tagging: @thescarletgarden1990 @waking-dreams-of-harmony @daenerys-the-unburnt @danystormbornsnow @fierydany @randomfandoming1 @rainhadaenerys @adecila @hermajestythebomb @lilacs-with-lavender @daenerys-targaryen @unburntdaenerys @yendany @melanin-monster @sweetiepie08 @eleanorrose05 @dayneheirys @slytarg @ondragonback @amaximumtastemakercollection @bakalterasia @reviewpri @theatre-steph @targsdany @the-darkling @hot-auntie-dany @lookingforasphodels @knightlyostrich @theatre-steph @mega-ringsandthings-world @daenerystargaryes @little-miss-dragoness @enygma0710 @jalenmara @danydeservedbetter6 @dragonanddirewolf @dracoignisworld @bydragonfireandblood @dany-belongs-in-the-good-place @reganx2 @aphrodany @smartrants101​ @aurores-borealis​ @soiletbabieseatsand​ @chaos-of-the-abyss​

This reminds me of something 🤔

Oh yeah THIS

The one who glitches

Hide and seek! Finished that Mermay day 1 sketch!

I can hear the dialogue in my head:

Jackie: shhh jay!! They’re gonna hear!!

Jamie: *trying not to giggle*

Jack: did you find them yet chase?

Chase: *chuckling* I got an idea where they might be~

“Take Me To Church”

I spent like three days on this over any of my stories so I apologize for the delay on them.

Liru Singing

A̷̡͠n̕ti̴̧ singing҉̵

Ļ̴iru ̕͡ą̡͏n̢͞d҉̶ ̡̛A̡͡n̨͞͏t̸̛͘i ̵s͢͟inging ͢t͡o̸̡g̡e҉́̕t҉̢h̴́er

        “Who does he think he is!” The blonde woman hisses out through her teeth as she watches one of her goddamn soulmate’s fly his ass back into the fight to join another one of her soulmates to fight one of her soulmates… How fun. She narrows her eyes at the sound of something or well someone crashing into the building echoes through the city below. With one last growl of annoyance she rushes back inside and straight to her room, flexing her arms a little as not to lash out making the black, green and gold paint crack just a little on her arms.

        She bursts through the door starting both her cats who were sleeping on her bed. The white ragdoll mewed, annoyed at the sudden noise while the black and white puffball just goes back to sleep as she rushed over to her book shelf, grabbing a black mask with lace and sequins around the eyes, a beak for the nose and feathers all over the head hiding a small golden skull behind them.

        “Sorry babies.” She quickly reaches over giving them both light scratches on their heads before running out of her room and out of her apartment and running to the roof as fast as she can. She bursts through the door onto the roof of the building just as she hears a loud, glitchy, angry roar. Definitely Anti. Liru rushes over to the edge of the roof facing the fight, nerves beginning to over take her, from the heights, the people in the city and most of all her soul-mates. 

        She takes a few shaky breathes and with trembling hands she slides the mask on. When it settles on her face the feelings of the people in the city disappear, all but her soul-mates and now that she can focus a bit more she tunes into them, falling to her knees slamming a hand to her mouth as Anti’s overpowers them all. The sheer fear, desperation and anger slamming into her as she faintly hears his mind screaming.

        ‘N̨͢͡O̶͜ ̸͠NO ̀҉NO ͏̷N҉́O! I W͢͜O̶N̕'T̕͘͝ ̶͜͜LE͠҉T̡́͟ ͜҉͠TH̢͡҉EM H͟URT ̢͝H̷҉̴ER͘͟ ̸͘TO͡O, ̢҉͡T́͢Ḩ̧͢EY’L̶͞͞L T̢͞͠AĶ̸E͏͞ ̨̛͜HER̷͟͝ ͠AW̸̕AÝ ́FŔ̛OM͠ ̷̀M͟͢͠E!̸ I ͠CAŅ̴͟’͏̡͡T̡ ̡̡L̸͜͞OS͝È̕ H̛E̷̛͠Ŗ̴͏ ͏̨͢TOO̸͞!’

        A small whimper makes it’s way past her hands as her vision blurs with unshed tears before they begin to fall under her mask before evaporating.

        ‘Oh sweetheart.’ She thinks as her entire body trembles whether from nerves or the sudden onslaught of emotions brought on by Anti’s thought’s, she doesn’t know.

        ‘Don’t worry Angel, I won’t ever leave you. Any of you.’ She takes a few deep shaky breathes as she stands back up and wraps her shawl around her a little tighter and steps onto the edge. She adjusts her mask one last time seeing the sequins glow ever so slightly and the gold skull hidden under the feathers heat up just a little.

        Standing at the edge watching the fight as Anti takes out the power in the buildings around him, just as the sky begins to become an array of pinks, yellows and oranges.

        “Close enough, should give me enough boost.” The blue eyed woman mutters to herself. With a final deep breath and her soul-mates in mind, Anti specifically, She begins to sing.

“My lover’s got humour.”

        Both the hero’s and the villain stumble slightly as her voice fills their head. The hero and magician become filled with confusion while the glitches heart stutters slightly, filling with anticipation.

“She’s the giggle at a funeral.”

        ‘Liru no. Not now please.’ The magician thinks, pleading, just as Anti launches at him, knife in hand. He quickly jumps out of the way just as Jackie grips his ankle yanking him back.

“Knows everybody’s disapproval.”

        The words on Anti’s skin begins to burn with the lyrics and the urge to sing with her grows to the point he is unable to ignore.

“I s͞ho͏ư̵l͢͞d'̷̷̧v̶͠e ̷͜͢ẁ̶̵ó̡͠r͜͠sh̢͝i̴p̸͠͏ped h̕er ̶̨şo͢͞҉oner.̷̨͏”

        He sings under his breath the warmth of her voice in his head giving him a new vigor as he attacks Jackie who is confused at the sudden intrusion of the second voice, sounding too much like the brother he’s fighting against with Marvin right now.

“If the heavens ever did speak.”

“She’s ţ̸͡h̸͝͏ę̕ ̵̀̕l̨͞ast ̴̴tr̸̶ue m̴o̷ų̶̶th̸͡pi̛͠ece̸͘.”

        Marvin fires a paralyzing green fire-ball straight for Anti just as the voices alternate and winds up missing his target.

“Every Sunday’s getting more bleak

A fresh poison each week.”

        Jackie and Marvin try desperately to block out her voice trying to focus on the fight as Jackie lands a well placed kick in the middle of Anti’s back, but the glitch is barely phased by it as he quickly turns slashing his knife at the Hero barely cutting through the arm of his suit.

““We ͡wer͟è̶̢ bo̕͏rn ş͡͠ic͟͟k,"̷̸͡ ͏҉̡yo̕͘͜u ̵̵͝h͡͡͏eard t̀ḩ̛͝ęm̵͏ sa̵y ̡҉̨i̧͢͢t.”

        At the top of the building Liru sings her heart out, the sequins glowing brighter with the gold paint streaked into the black and green begins to glow with it as she lets the magic of it begin to flow through her for the first time in five years. 

“My church offers no absolutes

She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom”.”

        The pain she feels as it courses through her combined with the feeling of the lyrics on her skin makes her shiver ever so slightly as she moves her hand with her voice reveling in the fact that he’s actually singing with her.

“Th́e ͟͜on͘͞l͜y̛͠ h̢̀͡e̕áve̷͠n͢ I'll̨҉̀ be͏̢͢ ͞s̵̡̨eņt ̵̢̀tơ͘̕

Is̷͘ wḩ̷̛en͢ ̷Į̴͢'m̧͠ ̸alo̷͡͞ne͟ ̸w̕͠įţ͜͡h̛̀͘ yo̡u̴̡͞.̴͡.”

        Anti barely notices as the gold streaked into the red and black paint on his own arms begins to glow as he manages to get a rather deep cut in Jackie’s side just as Marvin yanks him away with a spell bound whip. Not getting the chance to see the look of shock overtake Jackie’s features as he heard Anti singing with the voices in his head.

“I was born sick

But I love it.”

“Com̴ma̵n̴d m̷͝e ͡t̷̨o̶̸ ͟b̵̀͡e we͜l͞l

A̢͢aa̶̛y.͏ Am̕eń̵̢.̵͟͞ A͡m̷̕en. ̶̧͝Aḿen̷̕͝.҉”

        With a deep breath, Liru finally lets her voice echo throughout the city.

“Take me to church!”

        She sings with all her soul beckoning with her own voice to come to her.

“I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies.”

        Down in the streets just as Anti went to lunge at Jackie while the hero had quickly got into a defensive position and nearly dropped it at the sound of her voice not only being in his but now throughout the entire city. Marvin, who was just about to cast an admittedly risky spell to subdue Anti also froze in his place and he and Jackie quickly glanced at each other in confusion while Anti merely turned in the direction of the voice.

“I̢͟'͏l҉l ҉̛҉t̀͏e̢͟l͜͢҉l ̀ỳ̛͜óu m̡y̶ sin̕s̀͜ s̸̕͟o͟ yo̧͝u̷҉̨ can͟ sha̶rpen y̶ou͝r̀ kn̕͡͝if҉̵̵e.”

        Marvin’s spell quickly fizzles out in shock and Jackie feels his heart drop to his stomach as Anti’s, admittedly, beautiful but quiet singing voice lines up with the one they hear in their heads.

“Off͢e͠r ̧̨͘m̵̡҉e ̶͡҉tha̴͠͞t ̸͢d̛̕ea̡҉̡thl̢̡̡e̡͝͞ss͡ ̡͘d͘͜͢é̷̷ath̡͘͘.”

Goơ̴͟d̡̢͘ ҉̢͠Gò͟d, ļ̵̵e̵͘͜t͏͢ ͏̷̨m̡͏́é̵ ͟g͘í̢v̧̛e̵̸ y̨͝ou̷҉̕ my͏ ҉̶͢l҉̵ife̕.”

        Anti moves so his whole body is facing the direction of her voice, the only one hearing the soft “Come to me.” In her voice.

“Take ̸me ͏҉tò̧́ c̴͟͏h͏ų̡͟r͜͟c͞h!́͟͞”

        The glitch quickly disappears into the power generators into the buildings, quickly moving towards his soul-mate, absorbing some of the power along the way.

“I’ll ́͠w̛͢ơ͠͞rship̨̛͟ ̕͠͡l̵͜ik͘e ̴a dǫg͞ at̵̕ ̸͘͜ţhe ̢̢͢s͏̕̕hr҉͏ine͡ ̢͝͝of y̨̛҉o͏u͜r̸ l͝i̷͟es.”

        The glitch appears at the base of the tower looking up towards the pink and orange sky, finding it rather fitting for her.

“I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife.”

        She can sense him down there, just like she can sense the other two in frozen shock, confusion and realization.

“Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life.”

        She pushes another beckon into her voice, as if pleading for him to join her.

“I̛f I̷'m̶̴͡ ͞͡a pa̧gan ̴͘o̴͏͏f ̵tḩe ̨͡go͏͠o͘d͡҉̛ t̷͡i͠ḿè͡s̡͡.͞͡”

        Using the power he absorbed from the generators, he flies up towards her.

“My lover’s the sunlight.”

        She calls for him looking down as he does barely seeing him as he flies up.

“Ţ̀o ̢kee̸̢p̸̀͢ the ̨̀͟G̡̕od͢des̵̶s ͏̶on͏ ͢m͏̴y̷̛҉ s̨̨ide.͘”

        Anti sings allowing his glitches to brighten a little, letting her see that he’s here, he came for her.

“She demands a sacrifice.”

        She puts her hands down as if reaching for him as she sings with all her soul.

“Drain the whole sea

Get something shiny.”

        The Hero and Magician quickly snap out of their funk as they see the green glitching dot flying up the side of the tower quickly.

“Something meaty for the main course

That’s a fine-looking high horse.”

        They both race towards the tower, desperate to keep Anti from reaching Liru.

“Wh͏̸̕at͏ ̴̡͜y͘͟͞où̶͢ ̸̛͟g̴̷̸o̸͜t́͟ ̸́҉i̵n ̕the̡ ̷͝ś̸͞ta͜b̨͢͡le?”

“W͡e'͡͏̵v̷́e ̶͜a͜ lot̵̢͢ of̛̕ s͞t͏ar̕v̴̴͠įn̷g̸̴̕ ̛͢͡f̴̧͝a̡i͟t̶̴̴h̴̕͡f͡ul.̡”

        The light from the glitches fade as he gets closer slowing down a little as he sees her form become more clear.

“That looks tasty.”

        ‘Nonononono please! Please don’t let him hurt her!’

        ‘Come on gotta go faster.’

“T̴͠͡h̴̢͡at̀͘ l͡ooks ͜҉̨pl҉en̶͜ty.̕͡”

        ‘Come to me my Angel.’

“Thi͜s̨̛ í̀͟s h̶̢u̶̴͢n̵̵͞gr͜y work!”

        ‘I’m hear My Heart’

“T̨͏ak҉͟e ḿ͢͟e̸ to̧ ç̸h̵̡u̷r͏̨ch̛̛҉

I̴̵'́͜͠ll ̧wo̡͘͜rs̢͞h̢͡ip ̷̷l̸̶͘i͡ke̡ ́͘̕á͠ ͏̡͟dog̵̴̀ a̵͜͡t ̢͢͠t͝h̨͜é̸ ́͢͠s҉hrine ͏҉̡ò̷f y̧̡͟o̵͏ur ͡͠liè͠s.”

        He finally gets to her choosing to look up at her stay below her but reaching up to set his hand in her open palm while the other one rests at her side.

“I'̨͝ll ̴t̕ell͝ y̶͢͞ơ҉u my̡ sins͢ ͠so̴͢͡ yo̕͠u c̛͟͠à̀n ̧s͝h̷̕arp̢͟e̢͡n ͟͞y̨our ̴̡͞k͢͠ni̕fe͡͏.”

        She grabs his hand pulling him up a bit and pulling him close to her though he still chooses to keep himself a bit lower.

“Ò͘ff҉͏er͟͞ ͠m͏e͜ m̨̢̛y ͝dea̴ţ̴͜h̕le͢ss̴͡ ́͟͡d̷è̡͢a̸th

Go͢ò̧̕d ̵͟͝Go͜͡d̨͢͝,͟ ļ̸͜e̴͠͏t ̛m̷̛͞è ҉give ̵̀͡yoù̶ ̀͜m̀͘͏y̴͝ ͢͠ĺ̛i͢͡fe̵.”

        The Hero and Magician are almost there hearing the voice fade from around them while still singing together in their heads.

“Ţ̸͘ak̡̧͝e̶̡ m͜҉̴e̶̸͝ ̵to͏̷ ch́ùr͠ch̴̛͞!”

        She reaches her free hand out and gently cups his cheek and she feels her heart skip a beat as he reaches up, putting a hand over hers and nuzzling his cheek into it.

“I'̶̛́l͝l ̶̕wo̕rś͘͠hi͏p͘ ̨l͢͏i҉ke a̕ ̨̨d̴̴o͏͏͜g ̷͢aţ ̡́҉the shrin̡̕͞e ̀͢of̛͡͝ ̶͜yo̸̧u̡r ̡҉l̶̡͞i̡̢e͜҉s͟͢

I̷'̵ll̵̶͡ t͏e̴l҉̨̛l͝ yo͟u ̕m̢y ͠s͏iń̵͟s̡ ̷so ̕yo̸u͘ ca͏n shą͢͡r͘͢͏pen ͠yo̧͞ur̸ ̶k͡nife.”

        The two brothers quickly slow to a stop only a few meters away, watching the sight of Anti and Liru singing with each other in confusion.

“Of̶fé͞r ͏̷҉m̀͜͝e ͡m͢͝҉y d͟͢͏e͏̴at̴̢hl͟͝ess dea̧̕̕th̴̴̵.҉”

“Good God, let me give you my life.”

        Marvin is the first to realize. 1. Anti and Liru obviously know each other and 2. They were absolutely aware they were soul-mates, because the magic surrounding them is that of one that binds souls together. He can’t help but feel a little jealous that Anti is the first of them to bind with her.

“No Masters or Kings.”

“Whe͏̨̡n͡͠҉ ̷͡t҉̡h̸̶͟e͝҉̶ Ri̷͘t̨̛́u̶͏̢al͝͏̕ ͘̕b҉̀͜e͏ǵ͞i͠n̸̶̡s̀.”

“Th͢͞er̶̴e̢ i͟s̴͢ ̶nơ̷͠ ̶̶̡s̴̨w͡ȩ͠e̛͠t͠e͠͝r̨ i̛͠nnơ̴̵cen͏́͜c͢e ̢̀͝t̶̢h̸̡̕an̴͡ ơ̧͝ur gent͢͡͞lè ́͞͝s̡͜in̕.”

        Jackie is the next to realize, and he feels like an idiot for not realizing it sooner. The way he sees the beautiful colors of their souls mixing, Liru’s colors of space mixing with Anti’s emerald green, black and gold. And with the way they move together as if they’ve known each other their entire lives. A few things begin to make sense.

“In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene.”

“O͡n̸̸͠l͢y ͟th̴͜e͟n I͜͡ a͘͜҉m huḿa̵͠n.”

        At times when he’d be in her apartment there would be this lingering smell of static and pine, and sometimes Anti would vaguely smell of home and roses if he got close enough. Not to mention the paint on his arms.

“O̡҉nl҉͘͞y̡͢ ̴̢t̛͏hen̢ I a̴͜m̷̸̛ ̨҉̀c̵͢lean

Oo҉̨̢h̵̀ ͟͡o̢͠h.̨͠ ̸̀Ame̷͘͝n͡͝. ̨Amen̷͝.̀ ͘Á́m̢̕è͠͠n.̴́͞”

        They both slowly and cautiously go on either side of them, ready to separate the to, lest Anti attacks her. The two singing don’t seem to notice, completely enraptured with each other, singing together.

“Ta͡k̀͏é͜ me to ̀church̷҉.”

        The two brothers feel their breaths hitch at the sight of Anti’s face. His face is relaxed with a small smile as he sings. His eyes are filled with Love looking up at her. Absolute love, adoration and reverence for her. Something they never could have hoped, for their little brother as she gazes back with love and adoration in her eyes.

“I'̢͟l͏͞l ̸̡̛w̴̵͠orship ̸̶li̴ke ͠a̸̡ ̧̨̕dơ͘g ̷͢͡at̷ th̡͟e shr͡i̷n̵̴̢e̷͘͘ ̕͝of̷͟͟ ̷y̸ou̷̕͞r̷ ̨͜͠lí̴͝es

I'l̶͡l̸ t͢͠ell ̛͏y̴̢͜ou̡͝ ̧̨͢m͞y ͘͜͠si͠ns̕ ̴̨̕s͡ò̀͟ y̨ò̕ų̀͞ ca̶͏͠n̨̧͏ s̷̶h̕҉͏a̵͝rp͡en ỳ̛͢our k͏̛ni҉f̨̢̕e.”

        Anti is letting the words tumble naturally from his tongue, the feeling of a clawed finger gently traces the lyrics in sync with her voice adoringly.

“O͢ff̧͘҉e҉̨́r m̸̕e that d̀eą̵t͢hl͝è͘͟s̨͞s̸̨̀ ͏̛͝deat̢͘h

G̀͢͞oò͠͞d͏ God̵̕͝,̷͘͟ le͟ţ͢҉ ́͝mè̸͢ ҉g̀͟͜i͏͢͢ve̴ y̸͟ơ̵͝u my̛ ̧l̸ì̀͜fe.”

        Liru revels in the feeling of a clawed finger trace the lyrics in sync with his voice, admiringly.

“T̶ak̸͘e̕͝ ͝͝m̶̢e ̶̢to ̵̕c͜͠h͏́urch̵̀I'll͏̧ wo͏r̷̷͠sh̶͢͏i̧͞҉p̵̧͜ l͟͟͢ik͢é҉̢ ̧̡͠a ̶̧do̴̶͘g a̛͏͢t ́͞͏the͞ ̨̛͠s͝͝h͏́́r͠i͝n̷̵͟e ơ͜f͏̴͟ ̛͜yo̷ùr lį̴͡es

Í̶͏'̕͘͞ll̡̕ ́҉t̶͠ȩ̕͝ll̕͟ y̸͘ǫ͞u̧ m̷̨y̸͢ ҉҉̶s͝ins s͠͡o̴͜͡ ͜y̕͜͜ò̶́u ̧cań̸ ́s̡͢͢har҉͏͜pe̶̸ņ͡ ̸̛͜y̕ǫ̵ur̛͘ ̧knì̷͠fe̵̢.”

        The two brothers look at each-other, eyes beginning to shine with unshed tears, silent “We should have listened to her.” passed between them as they look back at the two singing, just as the bond finishes melding together.

“O̷̸͠ff̶͜͟er me ̸th̴͜͢à͡͞t͞͠ ͟d̸̕e͘͞a̢th͢͢l҉̵̛e͘͜͡sś ͘͏d̶̀ea̴t̷̛̕h

G̷̛o͞o̕͞d̴ G҉̢̕od̶̸́, ͟let̷́͘ me ̸̴͞g̵͟i̵͢ve ͞y͘o̡͜u ̵m̷̛͜y ̧͝lifę.̴͝͝”

        As the last words leave their lips, Anti gains the biggest grin on his face before launching himself into Liru’s arms, knocking her off the side and back onto the roof. Thankfully she lands on her feet much to the relief of Jackie and Marvin, who set themselves down on the roof, still watching the interaction. Liru smiles widely down at him, wrapping her arms around his waist, picking him up and spinning him around for a few seconds, both of them giggling like high-school sweethearts.

        They stop, Liru standing with her back to Marvin and Jackie, Anti standing right against here smiling widely up at her. A smile that she happily returns, putting her hands on his cheeks, lowers her head whispering a small,

        “May I? My Angel.” Anti only smiles more before putting his hands on the back of her neck and kissing her. She gladly kisses back with a smile.

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Title: Down Time

Some JSE!Chibi-Demons chilling out with Jack as he plays video games; based off of “The Devils on my Shoulders” AU concept. 

Tried to get his studio as accurate as I could - Just in time for him to say he changed it the other day XD. Ah well :P

**Do not steal/repost!!**

Enjoy~

-K10

@therealjacksepticeye

Leaping off the page. 

(Takin’ a day break off of working on a new JBM project, so what better break from drawing JBM than drawing JBM. XD)

Leave it there, leave it there Unanimously settling down in your little havens Gathering like this, scattering like that And drown yourselves in complete happiness? Oh survive, without me You long to die, that’s why you’re unable to die Reveal your grief, let the love rot Give the new adults your signal - Wozwald [Niru Kajitsu ft. flower]

.: TW! Suicide & flashing gif :.

HOLY GEEZ I’M SO GLAD THIS IS DONE CAUSE I PUSHED THIS THING AWAY FOR 2 MONTHS BECAUSE I DIDN’T WANNA DO THE BACKGROUND xD

Listening to this song really reminded me of my own interpretation of Anti, so I decided to use this piece as an excuse to put my personal spin on the song and MV and experiment with glitch effects with Photoshop and trying a different art style along with the colour palette here so it turned into this and i’m really happy with it in the end here :)

That was a very suspeeshy video and comment 🤔🤔🤔

It’s only the first day of May and Sean’s already out here causing some Mayhem

This is the calm before the storm.

Even if it's just small little glitches here and there.

Do not let your gaurd down during Mayhem. That's exactly what he wants to you to do. You think everything is fine but the next second BOOM it hits you before you even had a chance to think.

KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

H EY NO BAD SEÁN BAD! STOP IT!?