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Marvin: Okay, what does A stand for?
Anti: Arson.
Marvin: Aw, you're so good. Okay! B! What does B stand for?
Anti: Barson.
Jackie: *laughter*
Marvin: What stands for C?
Anti: Commit arson.
Jackie: Oooo. 
Marvin: D!
Anti: Don't come near me, I'm going to commit arson.
Jackie: *more laughter*
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ashtonisvibing · 6 months
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transmasc 4 transmasc marvelsepticeye who are married with bio kids
you agree and i wanna draw fluffy stuff of them during (either of) marvin's pregnancies
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arthyritis · 6 months
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Jackie was the first ego, but no, Jack, no one counts the Spiderman video as Jackie's first video. It's just his special interest.
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inkribbon796 · 8 months
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Egotober 2023 Day 12: Things Unsaid
Summary: Séan and Marvin have a lot of talking to do, but still manage to leave things unsaid.
A/N: Let’s check. Green park, yes. Septics are green, yes.
Prompt: Green
Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31
This park was rather special to Marvin and Séan. From a time before they were superheroes, or even teens. They were kids, just running around the Althone woods and every once in a while they returned to it.
Today was one of those days.
The two of them had coffee cups and a takeout bag with sandwiches in between them. Both of them were in costume and had to deal with the occasional people wanting to talk to Jackieboy Man and Marvin.
But as their visits were regular, most of the locals let them be.
Jack sipped on his coffee, “You sure you’re up to the move.”
Marvin shrugged, “Not looking forward to taking new pictures for his passports. All my old pictures have me without the scars. And it’s about to run out anyways.”
“I know the lads will miss you,” Séan said.
“Yeah, sure,” Marvin said as he sipped on his coffee and grabbed his sandwich out of the bag.
“I mean, who will Daithi and Rumble ghost hunt with?” Séan tried to joke.
“I mean, Chase could use a good scare, and you guys will be fine, it’s the dipshits in Egoton that need help. I just teach one of them how to read aura and then I’m back.”
“Hope you have fun, hear Egoton can get a bit crazy, especially when Wilford gets involved,” Séan smiled.
“I’ll be fine,” Marvin smiled, lifting his mask up a bit to eat.
“Yeah,” Séan said. “If anyone on this team can take care of themselves, it’s you. Even if you love trouble.”
“Trouble loves me,” Marvin said around his food.
Séan nodded, “Yeah, but you got this, I know you.”
“Yeah,” Marvin said.
They sat and ate before meeting up with the rest of the Septics, Jackieboy Man was in high spirits but Marvin was less so.
He was good at pretending, masks and brightly colored outfits helped hide.
Marvin couldn’t help but feel awful and resentful about the whole mess. He and Jackie had gotten into a huge argument over that damn stone that Marvin had just been trying to research. He needed every opportunity to improve his magic.
Marvin wasn’t like Jackie or J.J who seemed to get their powers and be good at them all at once. When Marvin’s magic started he was little, maybe five, and he had sucked at it for a long time. Couldn’t even do lame faux magic card tricks. Everything Marvin had he had to struggle and work for it.
Any source of real magic was another opportunity and so what if he got a little excited? And so what if he got a bit careless when he was excited?
He needed to get better, he needed it badly. And the one thing Egoton had was a surly demon and his magical, absolutely mad boyfriend. Lots of time to study and learn and get better. Then Marvin could come back ten times more powerful and he could solve any magical problem they had.
All Marvin needed to do was prove he could handle it. And he could, Marvin knew he could. He would handle it, not only would he be able to get better he would make Dark remember his time in the States.
While Marvin was out walking through the streets and the parks he was making a mental note of magical research he would do. He would get his hands on anything that the Egoton Branch had on magic and teach the hell out of whoever was most capable to do it.
Marvin would do the best job ever, or he would die trying.
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bookwormscififan · 5 months
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Date Night
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A/N: Just a little fluffy PhantomHero date for you all. If you want, I'll consider writing a continuation.
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Jackie stood in the closet, frowning at his clothes as he dried his hair with a towel. He pulled a pair of dark blue jeans off a shelf, then stepped sideways to look at his shirts, skimming over the options before moving to his collection of hoodies.
He dropped his towel to the floor, shaking his relatively dry hair out of his eyes, then took a copper-coloured hoodie off the rack, running his fingers over the material before slipping it over his head. He pushed the hood off his head and tugged on his jeans, fastening them before pulling on some socks and stepping out of the closet.
He had a bounce in his stride as he headed out of his room, hopping down the stairs and picking up a bouquet of dark red roses, tossing it into the air and catching it over the kitchen island. With a short cheer, Jackie grabbed his keys from the front entrance and slipped on his shoes, then he opened the front door and stepped outside.
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Phantom hummed to himself as he slid his arms into the sleeves of his red shirt, watching his reflection as he buttoned the shirt before tucking it into his black slacks, fastening them and smoothing down the shirt. He flashed the mirror a smile before turning around, flicking his vest off the back of the chair and shrugging it on.
He continued to hum a light-hearted tune as he made his way down the hall, rolling his eyes at Mare’s teasing smile and picking up a bouquet of red and blue lilies, tapping it to his chest before sending himself away, the sound of Mare’s laughter echoing in his mind.
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“Good evening,” Jackie greeted as he leaned against the tree, smiling at Phantom and extending his hand to offer him the flowers, letting out a nervous chuckle when Phantom held out his own bouquet.
“Roses? They’re lovely, thank you,” Phantom said, taking the flowers from Jackie with his free hand and holding them to his nose, breathing in the scent before leaning forward to give Jackie a brief peck on the cheek.
“You didn’t have to get me flowers,” Jackie replied, looking at the lilies in awe, cheeks a soft pink from the kiss. “But they are nice. I like them,” he continued when Phantom gave him a look, tilting his head to the side before beginning to walk, finding a spot in the grass to sit and pulling Phantom down by his arm.
Phantom broke his fall with a hand, slowly sitting beside Jackie and leaning into his side, turning his face to kiss Jackie’s cheek again.
“Did you have anything planned when you asked to meet here tonight?” Jackie asked, rubbing the tip of his nose with the back of his hand. “Or do you just want to sit and kiss my cheeks?” he yelped when Phantom cupped his cheek, turning him so they could kiss properly, and Jackie leaned back as Phantom deepened the kiss, arms wrapping around Phantom’s waist when he climbed into his lap.
“I did want to watch the stars,” Phantom replied against Jackie’s lips with a giggle, sliding his hands to hold Jackie’s shoulder and the back of his neck. “But now I kind of want to go home and finish this lovely date night.”
Jackie laughed, kissing Phantom again before standing, picking up the flowers and taking Phantom’s hand, leading them out of the park, blinking when they were suddenly inside Jackie’s house, Phantom pressing Jackie against the front door to kiss him.
“Phan, let me at least put the flowers in water,” Jackie chuckled, pushing Phantom away and moving to the kitchen, setting the flowers in a vase of water with one hand because Phantom was holding his hand tightly, sucking marks into the side of his neck.
Once the vase of flowers was set safely on the coffee table, Phantom pulled Jackie close, pressing their hips together and connecting their lips, sliding his tongue into Jackie’s mouth to muffle his moan before leading him up the stairs to the room.
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ALT. Whumptober #13- Stabbed
“M’sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, m’so-sorry!” He sputter over and over, the tears cascading down his face were making it harder to see what he was doing. Crap, he didn’t even know what the hell he was doing. All he knew is there was fresh blood in his hands, and they kept getting stained the more he tried to cover the wounds. Not just his hands, but his clothes and his pants. The blood was quickly pooling under them, and he didn’t need to be a doctor to know that was bad. Not to mention the slashes
Chase had run in looks for a med-kit, but even if he found it he didn’t know how to properly use it. It was always Henrik that did this. He was always here to patch them up, but Chase was useless in that department. Doc never really got a chance to teach him how to properly take care of a stab— of multiple stab wounds. All he knew was that the blood needed to stay in the body.
What will Henrik think if he found out he failed?
“Please don’t die, please don’t die. Please.” Chase begged desperately as he sloppily pressed gauze to the wound, bandaging it up in a way he’d know Henrik would be so disappointed. No, he’d be disgusted. Disgusted and horrified if he found out he was the one that stabbed the hero…
No, it wasn’t him. It was that cursed demon. It took control of his body, of his mind. It stole his limbs and did this to Jackie, not him… Chase would never hurt Jackie— He wouldn’t hurt anyone. Yet, the evidence that laid before him said otherwise. The father’s stomach twisted in knots, he could feel anxiety induced nausea creeping in. He wanted to throw up, he wanted to pass out and wake up from this nightmare. Wake up and find Jackie sleeping on the couch cause he got home a few hours ago from patrol. He wanted the doc back, walking and passing while skillfully twirling a pen between his fingers.
Why can’t things be like the used to…
‘The first step to any big emergency should always be to call the 911 number, yes? Never forget that, Chase.’
The memory came rushing to him, like a ray of light in the dense fog surrounding him. Trembling hands fish for his phone from his pocket, trembling, bloodied fingers staining the screen crimson red as he unlocked and called the emergency number. The father is quick to toss it to the floor while it rings and rings, going back to putting pressure on the wounds. As he did, Jackie coughed up blood. Wheezing while struggling to catch a small gulp of air. Why didn’t Chase think of this sooner?! If Jackie died… Jackie can’t die…
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“I need an a-ambulance! P-Please! He… He’s b-bleeding! A-And it’s my fault!”
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luxuriadanti · 7 months
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Sweet Treats
Jackie and Bim are in charge of making desserts for all the egos. Bim has a couple surprises up his sleeve about that.
Jackie picked up one of the oranges on the counter with a frown. “Oranges? Really?”
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jselorekeeper · 7 months
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Jacksepticeye Ego's Explained (1/2)
Welcome my dear viewers to this explanation of the egos and their stories, this is for all theorists new and old who want to relearn or learn more about the egos! To get lost in Jack's world of storytelling.
Let us start with the people behind the making of the ego lore!
Part Two's Link here!
First and most obvious is Jacksepticeye, he plays and makes up the egos through a series of videos, comic books, games, and podcasts to come! (Note the game and podcasts have not come out yet)
Secondly will be TurquoiseMagpie, they are a freelance artist whom Jack reached out to a while ago to help story plan the egos, they tend to tease little hints of lore when we approach new videos including all of the egos.
Third would be Jacksepticeye's editors, which includes Alice Robin (BitofAlice) who has recently retired from working for Jack! Alice Robin started editing for Jack around 2016 and was the first person to help bring egos to life! She spent endless hours editing every single ego to the best of her ability which helped create this world that is not like any other.
Then Trey (Tr8ss) who is a new editor within the group, he has helped bring projects such as IRIS to life! Trey typically edits most of Jack’s stuff now from ego lore to everyday videos when he is given the chance!
We also have Diceroll who is a common editor for Jack who tends to appear at random, he has helped tease the egos a few times alongside just being part of the ride!
Hyper RPG is a company that helps creators create interactive livestreams, virtual production, etc. The company had a part in the production and creation of IRIS and the IRIS interactive live stream.
BadEgg Publishing is a company that helps bring the ideas of comic books to life, recently it has been revealed that BadEgg had a part in the production of the comic books “Void Silver” and “The Somewhat Incredible Jackieboy Man!” or better known as the “ALTRVERSE”
Kyle Horwood is an Indie game developer who has created games such as “Security Booth” which is a game that Jack decided to play one day and absolutely fell in love with. Jack since then has reached out to Kyle about developing an IRIS-themed video game! The game is still a work in progress and has no release date!
The Magic Circle is a UK-based company that surrounds itself based on the idea of magic and show business, The company has been mentioned within the description of Marvin’s lore within the comic books! 
Arin Hanson, or better known as “egoraptor” and one of the faces of Game Grumps! Arin plays as Dr. Hanson (Fanon name) in IRIS, he accepted Jack’s request to be part of the universe and quickly made a bit of time in his schedule to help out!
Now we have some of the artists and editors of the ALTRverse comics!
First is Suzi Blake who is one of the artists for ALTRverse, she has teased a few photos here and there about Marvin’s story and the scenes she is working on!
Secondly is Laurz Drawz who is a comic book artist and illustrator, they created the cover for Marvin’s comic “Void Silver #1” and has expressed their gratitude to work with the team and bring something beautiful to the community!
Thirdly is Skylar Patridge, she is a comic book artist, illustrator, and sometimes writer for the comics she works on! They helped create the cover for Jackieboy’s comic “The Somewhat Incredible Jackieboy Man #1” and had a bit of help from the next artist!
Next is Megan Huang, they are a comic book artist who had part in the cover for Jackieboy’s comic “The Somewhat Incredible Jackieboy Man #1” as they created the background for it! 
Lastly is Michele Abounader, she is the publishing associate of Badegg, editor, and writer for comic books! She helped bring light to some of the artist who has taken part in ALTRverse!
Now onto the Directors, Writers and Color Artist!
First is Robert Meyers who is the Director of Publishing within Badegg, he has met with Jack multiple times and helped decide which egos should get comic books! He has had a hand in both stories but mainly Void Silver!
Secondly is Alejandro Arbona who is a writer and editor for the series, he is the writer for Void Silver so he makes sure everything makes sense and flows well!
Third is Andrew Dalhouse who is another artist within the series who does the coloring, he is one of the many artist working on Void Silver, he helped with the little preview we saw of young Marvin and his cat!
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kalcifers-blog · 2 months
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So I had the idea that all of the JSE Egos get possessed by Anti at some point- but all of their possessions look and work completely differently in comparison to each other because rather it being based on what's possessing them- Anti is utilizing what they perceive as their own worst traits/the image they have of themselves (in an extremely /neg way).
It's worth mentioning that it doesn't necessarily mean that these perceptions are true or not- the only thing that necessarily matters is that the Egos themselves think that it's true.
I'm going to go through each ego, describe what their possessions are like and go into detail as to why they're like that.
Buckle in dudes this is gonna be a long one
Chase Brody:
Chase to me has the most unstable variation of the possessions. His plays on the fact that they're constantly questioning their reality and feeling like a danger to not just himself but to those around him. Right now it's unclear if Chase has been experiencing alcoholism or his unstable view of reality before Anti but I do think Chase's entire life has been nothing short of turbulent it's a constant crashing rollercoaster, with the carriages shaking uneasily and sparks flying everywhere and the only thing he's able to do is hold onto the ride and hopes he gets to the end of it unscathed. Chase's possess has ALL of this on full display- it's the closest thing to the original Anti and it's far from pretty.
Visually I think the closest thing to Chases possession is Jinx's Hallucinations in Arcane. They're made up of the faces of his lost family mocking and taunting him while everyone else can only see Chase as an extremely unstable individual with unnatural eyes
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[This shot in particular with the glowing eyes is what I imagine P!Chase to be like]
Marvin The Magnificent:
Now I've already briefly shown how I imagine Marvin's possession- and if I'm being honest it's my favourite one!! Marvin would by far be the hardest Ego to possess out of all of them, he's the only one with actual knowledge on Anti and the only one with the power to fight back against him. With that I think that Anti would only be able to possess Marvin with the help of IRIS- be honest, IRIS would JUMP at the opportunity to see what effects Anti could have on an individual with magic the way Marvin does. However, Marvin's biggest flaw is definitely his arrogance and his isolation. His "trust nobody" mindset has left him cold and uncaring to others and in my opinion this is something that he doesn't do because he enjoys it- something about Marvin screams that he wants to be able to connect with others but can't at every turn and that's what is portrayed in their possession. They're cold, robotic and uncaring. Their magic has been locked away deep in their subconscious because Anti knows it's too risky to let them utilise it. They've been forced into a state that's far removed from who Marvin really is. In a way it would make sense with how much of Marvin's memories have been tampered with for god knows how long- at a certain point there's only so much of yourself you can lose before you become unrecognisable to yourself.
The inspiration for P!Marvin is Chipped Catra from She-Ra Princess of Power
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JackieBoy Man:
Jackie was by far the hardest to come up with- mostly because I couldn't come up with something that narratively would make sense. But I came to the conclusion that Jackie's worst perception of himself would come from the idea that he's not a true hero and only hurts the people around him, that he's a danger or a monster. That his powers make him a threat rather than a saviour. I personally think this would be a lot more effective if Jackie was possessed after an experience that left him doubting his role as a hero- maybe he couldn't save someone or someone he was trying to save and ended up dying instead. His grief and self loathing would come together into being possessed into being a weapon.
P!Jackie is nothing short of a weapon made for destruction- something that was designed to destroy. Part of the horror would be for him to wake up from his possession, only to realise that the ones he cares about the most and the only people he has left are now afraid of him and wants nothing to do with him.
The idea for P!Jackie is Infected She-Ra from She-Ra Princess of Power
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Henrik Von Schneeplestien:
Henrik was another one that took me a while to figure out but I did eventually get to it!! Henrik would come from his insecurities as a doctor, the weight of people's lives being on his shoulders day in and out would wear him down over time and the idea that he could be at fault for the deaths of many whether he could've actually saved them or not plays in his brain so much its unbearable. Henrik's possession would take form as moss- or a general depiction of something rotting, a walking contamination that he can't heal or fix and he knows he's the route problem and to keep everyone else safe he'd need to remove himself from the equation. For the most part I don't think he'd be aware of how far his corruption goes, at first he'd write it off as being unwell, overworked maybe, but he has seen the others get possessed and harmed by their own possessions and he would never let himself succumb to that. Doctors do make the worst patients after all.
The inspiration for this has came from The Corruption in The Magnus Archives and Belos from The Owl House
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Jameson Jackson:
JJ's possession is the one I'm most proud of and it's the one that's the most loyal to his debut in 2017. However the way I perceive JJs possession is that he is almost the exact same. But it's not him. He's fully conscious and aware of everything around him but he's trapped in his own skin with movements that are not his own. He's forced to watch and able to do nothing when those around him drop dead by his own hand. And the worst part about all of it is that Anti is clever enough to make him continue his daily routine, to carry on as normal. To let JJ see those closest to him not notice that something is deeply and horrifyingly wrong, that the person they're interacting with and bonding with isn't who they think they are. And no one notices. And there's nothing he's able to do about it. It's a play on his fear of no one really seeing him for who is is, no one notices something's wrong because they didn't know him to begin with. The entire experience makes him think about how much he actually spent time with these people. How much of him do they actually see and how much of Anti has painted over that.
If anything I might tweak Chase or Jackie's possessions slightly because they are extremely similar to each other??? BUT part of me wants to keep the similarities between them a constant thing because I personally see them as being two sides of the same coin
JJs possession was inspired by The Stranger and The Web from The Magnus Archives
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Jackie: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?
Anti: It’s not water.
Jackie: Vodka! I like your sty-
Anti: It’s vinegar.
Jackie: …What?
Anti: It's vinegar, PUSSY.
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ashtonisvibing · 8 months
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Ego/Septictober Day 2 - Stone(d)/Halloween Shopping
"I'm here to thuck your blood-!"
"PFFT- would you get high just from sucking my weed blood-???"
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day 2 of ego/septictober my goobers!
"oh, day 2 is stone, that'll involve injuries-" WRONG! adding a "d" and getting high af after buying dumb halloween props-!
not only is this a prompt drawing, it's also the first official drawing of my normalcy au! this is while jackie was in university (chase couldn't tag along, he was lucky he somehow managed to pass high school), they got a place together near where jackie was going to school so he wouldn't have to commute as far.
smoking weed together was a common occurrence for the both of them after a tiring school/work day, and that was especially true once october came around, since it meant the perfect time to get high and binge horror movies together. it still happens in the present time, just not as often since they don't live together anymore (obviously jackie and marvin have a place together, since they're engaged, and chase still lives in that same apartment he did with jackie)
guys did you know that i love jackie and chase being friends in every version of them their friendship is so important to me i love them being goobers together it's so precious and special they just fucking click
if you like my art, be sure to reblog it as well! it helps get my art to more people who might enjoy it! ^^
[plain text: if you like my art, be sure to reblog it as well! it helps get my art to more people who might enjoy it! ^^]
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redsgaming04 · 2 years
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Yo maybe I’m reading into this… but knowing Sean’s lore maybe not: so I was looking at the I.R.I.S. Logo and couldn’t help but think the three circles maybe represent one of two things.
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At first I thought it was like “the third eye” which would tie into Marvin and such with his magic, but also (I’ve seen this theory elsewhere also) the three circles could be like the RGB colors, which Anti has been seen appearing in. Cause the color mode is often symbolised by the three colored rings overlapping it does look awfully similar.
The twitter account has defo said a lot of stuff that can tie into previous or up coming ego content so I’m super excited to see where it goes. Personally I feel like I.R.I.S. Is probably a company between Shneep and Marvin to “make the impossible, possible” with science and magic combined or something, but they end up breaking things.
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That’s maybe what shneep was looking at last time we saw him. Marvin is heavily integrated into this company already based on the accounts followed by the I.R.I.S. account and such. My theory is Chase was brought to a new reality through possible multiverses, and maybe that’s how Jack has died and come back to life again. Also one of the tweets mentions super powers which could be a reference to Jackieboy man
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And my last thought is: I.R.I.S. seems to have some kind of security element, which stems some interesting ideas to me. First security ties into the first ever Anti appearance (FNAF Sister location - I think at least) and also ties into the idea anti is “always watching”. I noticed the picture the account posted had some odd details
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First off, the word “watcher” has the vowels missing, why I’m not sure. Could just be a stylistic choice but it seems odd to me for it to only be that word. Also the camera lens looks a lot like Sam, which could imply either anti or Sean is always watching. My guess is anti, especially based on the colors.
That’s all my thoughts for now but super excited to be getting new ego stuff!! Can’t wait to see what Sean (and everyone else working on it) does and all the cool stuff we’re about to see. Also super excited to see any theories from other people who can maybe make sense of the madness that is the ego lore lmao
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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Ok I saw that post you reblogged about Jackie's role in this whole project and I really do love the concept of Jackie being an experiment from IRIS that escaped. After reading that I had this idea that after he escaped from the facility reader found him and helped him stay hidden from them but then they hear about what happened at the facility with Chase and Anti (whether they know about both of them or not is entirely up to you) and Jackie wants to go back and see for himself what's going on and help in someway and reader is worried about them. Would love to see how you would write this out. ~✴️
Oh yeah!!! I’m so curious about his role
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For several weeks, you’ve been housing the superhero known as Jackieboy Man.
Now that would sound like a dream come true for any fan of him--and he had many, especially the IRIS staff who’d read comics about him during their breaks. Some even had kids who admired him and were ecstatic to learn of a real-life superhero living in their world.
But the reality was that he had been living a nightmare at that facility.
It was absolute hell..
Being strapped to a table while they injected him with all sorts of substances that left him screaming nonstop day and night; being thrown into cells to combat other subjects like a dog in an illegal fighting ring...or test chambers to demonstrate the “powers” given to him.
He was an artificially-created superhuman. An experiment bred in a lab.
And he hated it. He’d give anything to be normal again.
Despite your kindness and the risks you've taken to help him, Jackie remained cautious around you. He got paranoid that you’ll turn him back in, especially when IRIS put out a cash reward and a free WTCHR camera upgrade to whomever did so.
You promised him that will never happen. His freedom mattered more to you than anything of material value. Yet the thought of being betrayed still scared him a lot. Sometimes he’d tense up whenever you picked up the phone to make a call, but you always tell him exactly what you’re doing.
It was a bit annoying at times, though could you blame him? No.
Eventually, Jackie let his guard down a little. He expressed his more optimistic side and played video games with you a lot; thus your friendship grew closer by the day. 
You also noticed he was quite a proficient hacker. In his spare time--prior to being captured--he’d try to expose corruption on the Internet, starting with scammer accounts. At one point he even solved a local cold case and was hailed a hero, sparking his pride and obtaining a strong sense of justice.
He attempted to expose a “red room” on the dark web and was close to piecing together the URL...
Until IRIS abducted him in the dead of night. And the rest was history.
Even now, he still had those skills. So it was no surprise to you when you came home to hear him typing away on the computer, hearing him whisper-shout “yes! Jackieboy Man wins again!”
“How didja do, hero?” You entered the room, curious.
“Great. I’ve been trying to hack into IRIS’ security systems all day..lots of weird puzzles were involved. I got into one camera, though.”
At the mention of the facility, your smile faltered a bit. “How come you did that? I thought you..wanted to forget that place.”
“...I did, until I heard it went into lockdown.”
“Really?” You blinked in surprise, kneeling beside him to see what he discovered on the cameras.
And you found it hard to believe; it was like a scene out of some sci-fi horror movie:
The camera was positioned in a hallway with red lights. Dead scientists and guards littered the corridor--pools of blood surrounded their heads, as if something grabbed them and slammed them into the wall.
But what shocked you even more were the two men that were there. The one you recognized had a gray shirt and cap, on the floor as he shuffled backwards--apparently trying to get away from the other man dressed in black.
The latter was trudging along slowly, corrupting the camera footage the more he walked. You couldn’t see his face, but it was clear he was stalking the other man...as if he were prey.
And just as the guy in black stopped...
The camera cut to static, displaying the words “signal lost”.
“What the hell..th-that was Chase, wasn’t it?”
“No, no, no, no..! C’mon, get back up already..” Jackie started muttering anxiously, typing frantically in an attempt to get back online. Though he stopped when it proved to be useless, instead looking at you. “You know him?”
“I do. We were friends. God I--I thought he was dead, but he was with those assholes all this time.” You were furious.
Chase had been alive..being held against his will.
“I didn’t get to talk to him much..but I know he’s in serious trouble. He can’t be alone with that monster.”
“Who? The other guy?”
“He’s the reason Chase is there at all, and...why I was made this way.” Pausing, he stared down at his hands, clenching both fists.
You wondered what he meant by that, and you frowned slightly, worried. “Jackie..”
“They turned me into a weapon in hopes I could somehow contain him. But..h-he got in my head a lot. He told me I’m just their lab rat..that I’m nothing but their toy.” His eyes began to glow a light green, his hands shaking. “It made me so angry..god..if only I can punch a voice, right? Too bad they never gave me that ability.”
Feeling your hands over his own, Jackie glanced up at you, the glow dissipating as he sighed shakily. His expression became determined and cold.
“We have to go back.”
“..what?” You gawked in disbelief. Never in a million years did you think he’d ever say that. “Jackie that’s...you can’t be serious. What if they capture you-?”
“Trust me, they’re gonna have a hell of a hard time with that. They can’t control me anymore. But Chase doesn’t stand a chance. I need to make sure he’s alright. As far as I know, he’s innocent, and justice calls for me to help the innocent..no matter what. I can’t ignore what we saw on those cameras.”
As much as you wanted to agree with him, you were also worried about the other guy. “And..what about him? What if he’s still there?”
“...there’s only one way to find out. I..I have to face my fears once and for all. It’s what a hero does, right?”
For a moment, you were silent. But you knew that you couldn’t change his mind now. Though if he were to go alone, he’d surely be in just as much trouble.
No way were you gonna let that happen.
“Right. But what’s a hero without his sidekick?”
Jackie blinked. “Wait..you mean...?”
“If you’re going, then I’m coming with you.”
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bookwormscififan · 4 months
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Midnight Bath
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A/N: Just a little bath time fic after Mad and Mare had some interesting activities. Takes place after 'Needed'.
Warnings: Smut. It's not the greatest, but it's there.
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“In we go.” Mare helped Mad into the tub, holding his arms to steady him so he didn’t slip, then guided him to sit down with his back against Mare’s chest. He sighed as the warm water soothed his muscles, running his hands up and down Mad’s arms slowly and closing his eyes.
“This is nice,” Mad said quietly, leaning against Mare and resting his hands over Mare’s when he wrapped his arms around his stomach. “Why don’t you join me for baths more often?” Mare hummed, grip tightening when Mad tried to turn around to face him.
“Because being near you naked in any context makes me want to ravish you,” he said in a low voice, laugh rumbling in his chest when Mad squirmed. “You need a bath tonight because of the mess we made, and I know that if I leave you here you’ll fall asleep.”
“I like having you with me,” Mad protested, squirming more when Mare started wiping a cloth over his stomach, slowly working him clean before moving lower, and Mad let out a small whimper when Mare’s hand moved over his bruised thighs, gently cleaning him before resting his chin on his shoulder.
“I don’t want to overwhelm you, dear heart,” Mare whispered, tilting his head to brush his nose against the line of Mad’s throat, shifting Mad so he wasn’t pressing against his erection. “We were pretty intense just now, and I don’t want to hurt you… again.” He gasped when Mad pulled away from his grasp, turning in the narrow tub to face him before moving to straddle his hips.
“I keep telling you that you won’t hurt me,” he said with a huff, lifting his hips slightly before moving, slowly sinking onto Mare’s cock. “I love you, Mare. And if this will keep you in the bath with me, then I want to do this.” He leaned forward to kiss Mare, both of them still sensitive from their previous activities, and soon Mare was moving Mad on him and stilling, gasping into Mad’s mouth as he came.
“Up, off,” he ordered, lifting Mad off him and wrapping a hand around his cock. “I swear, Mad, the things you do to me. The way you fit so perfectly around me, the way your blush barely covers your freckles, your sounds, your taste—” he stopped when Mad came, letting him fall forward onto his chest and continuing to stroke him through his high before retrieving the cloth and cleaning Mad off again.
“Mare…” Mad gasped, waiting for Mare’s hum before wrapping his arms around his shoulders. “Lie down with me.” He adjusted to rest his head on Mare’s shoulder as he climbed out of the tub, carrying Mad and setting him on the edge of the bath before drying them both off, slipping a pair of boxers onto Mad and carrying him out of the bathroom.
He set Mad gently onto the bed, sifting through the pile of clothes in the corner for one of his oversized shirts and pulling it over Mad’s head. Slipping on his own pair of boxers, Mare climbed into the bed behind Mad and pulled him into his chest, kissing the top of his head and smiling at Mad’s pleased little hum.
His phone rang just before he fell asleep. Mare lifted his phone from the bedside table, groaning when he saw Jackie’s name flash, and sat up as he answered the call. He helped Jackie with his stress over Phantom’s current passed-out state, then hung up with a soft hum and put the phone aside.
Laying back down, he wrapped his arms around Mad and buried his nose into his hair, falling asleep to the scent of Mad.
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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch @dungeon-dragons-dragons
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trxsh3banditt · 5 months
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Restless Nights (Witch Doctor Fluff Fic)
Fandom: JSE Egos
Ship: WitchDoctor (Marvin x Henrik)
Characters: Marvin the Magnificent, Dr Henrik Von Schneeplestein, Anti (mentioned), Chase Brody (mentioned), Jackieboy-Man (mentioned), Sean (mentioned), Jameson Jackson (mentioned)
Trigger Warnings!! Self Harm, toxic thinking, extremely bad habits
(If anyone ignores the warnings that I put, I am not responsible for anything that happens. If I missed something, please let me know and I will get back as soon as I can)
The clock struck three AM on a Sunday morning, he could already hear the birds chirping away with their aggravating song. It was almost as comparable to the overbearing sound of nails scraping on chalkboards. Running on barely even a few hours of sleep, two, maybe even three pots of coffee and more than enough anxiety to send a man to the nut house, Henrik trudged outside the household for a smoke. He moved silently through the halls, his feet barely auditing a creak as he made his way to the door. The tired German sat on the first step leading to the doorway, and breathed a heavy sigh as he reached into his pocket. He knew he shouldn't be smoking, his asthma couldn't take it, but his body was full of so much anxiety..he was literally shaking like a leaf; a leaf struggling to remove itself from a twig during the harsh blows of wind. Seconds felt like hours, minutes like days, hours like years. Everything moved slow, he felt like time just kept moving on, with or without him.
Taking a drag from the cigarette in the young doctors mouth, he felt the anxieties and stresses from his past few nights begin to slowly but surely fade. As he continued to smoke through the cigarette, he failed to notice a certain young magician had found him sitting outside by himself at such an unfathomable hour.
"Henrik..? What are you doing up at this hour darling? Why aren't you in bed..?" The magician yawned, as if the sudden disappearance of his boyfriend was enough to wake him.
Henrik practically jumped upon hearing the sound of his boyfriends voice so abruptly that the cigarette that was once in his hand dropped to the concrete step he sat on. "Marvin, I didn't think you'd be awake so soon...Ah, uhm..." He began to fumble through words to form some sort of excuse, but the only thing he could muster were noises until he finally spoke up once more, "I..couldn't sleep. And I needed some fresh air, and a smoke to cool my nerves." His voice automatically gave it away to Marvin, his boyfriend hadn't been sleeping recently, and he was determined to fix it no matter what.
"Would you like to talk about it darling?" The magician closed the screen door and seated himself next to the tired German.
"J-Ja.." Henrik sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping over as he hung his head. "That..would make me feel a lot better.."
"Begin whenever you feel comfortable to do so." Marvin gave Henrik a soft, patient smile and made direct eye contact with the doctor. Henrik took a deep breath and looked down at the steps and his hands. He began by rolling his sleeve up to reveal some irritated scratch marks, some having left blood behind, thus scarring. Marvin's eyes widened as he thought of this situation already.
"I-I...I had an anxiety attack earlier, in the bathroom. I couldn't stop shaking.." Henrik couldn't bring himself to look Marvin in the eyes while speaking, his voice cracked and strained itself as he tried so hard not to break down in front of Marvin. "I couldn't breathe, and I didn't want to wake you up so all I could do was sit there scratching at my arms until it was over."
"Oh darling.."
"I couldn't go to sleep after that..I-I didn't want to worry you...and I-I.." Henrik's voice broke and he stopped talking, letting out a quiet short whimper as his eyes burned with tears, brimming the surface and threatening a flood.
"Shh.." Marvin was quick to react, swooping Henrik up onto his lap as he held his partner close to him. He gently rests his head onto his chest as he began to speak slowly, and softly in a reassuring manner. "Don't worry sweetheart...don't get so worked up, I'm not mad..I'm concerned...you're exhausting yourself aren't you..?"
"I'm sorry..I just..I couldn't stop thinking about what happened to everyone else...Chase, Sean, Jackie, Jameson..even Anti I can't stop worrying about...What if they got hurt..what if we'll never see anyone again..? W-What...what if.."
"Let me stop you there sweetie. We'll see them again, I can assure you they are fine...pinky swear...but for now, you need to get some sleep, and this time mister, I won't take no for an answer." Marvin stood, holding Henrik in his arms bridal style back inside and used his magic to shut and lock the door. Turning off all the lights Marvin went right to bed with Henrik. "And you are staying home from work tomorrow..you need a break."
Editors note!
I apologize for the extremely long break I took. I will be trying to post more often
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mothgodofchaos · 2 years
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Storyteller
I wanted to write the funky superhero lad, and this idea hit me, and I’m rather happy with how it turned out! He rescues you from The Serotonin Killer, might make this a series.
Jackieboy Man x GN!Reader, Murdoch feature, TW: none Words:  323
Running, faster, gotta go faster, gotta escape-
You saw your opportunity to escape from The Serotonin Killer, took your first instinct and bolted. He taunts you as he chases you, part of you knows he enjoys the chase, surely he would've caught you by now. You find a glass bottle in the alleyway as you run, throwing it at him. Its shatters against his face, leaving it bloody.
Not that it deters him, even in the slightest. A grin spread across the killer's face, the glint in his eye loosely disguised by the rose colored sunglasses on his nose.
"HELP ME- PLEASE-"
You find yourself cornered, helplessly calling out as Murdoch gets closer, ready to take you again, or just end it all now.
"I t'ink t'at t'is 'as gone on long 'nough!"
A caped figure drops down in front of you, shielding your view, hiding you from you pursuer. He glances back, his blue mask shining in the faint lamp light as he gives you a reassuring smile.
"Which Marvel comic were you rejected from?"
"I prefer my own stories."
"So do I, you're rather interrupting my perfect ending."
"Sorry, I t'ink ye mis'eard me-"
Jackieboy wraps an arm around you, parkouring up a building with you in his grasp. He stands at the edge of the rooftop, looming down at The Serotonin Killer, holding you on his hip as you try to not look down.
"-I prefer my own stories. See ya!"
Jackieboy Man turns, holding you close to him as he jumps across buildings, before taking you down to the police station, staying with you until you were comfortable again.
"Th-thank you-"
"Don't mention it! Just super'ero t'ings!"
You hug him, which catches him off guard, blushing under his mask.
"I- I can watch over ye tonight if t'at'd make ye feel safer, or take ye back to 'eadquarters..."
"I'd like that, thank you Jackieboy Man."
"Jackie, call me Jackie."
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