When I was wide awake this morning, I started thinking about what my own version of Robbie would be like. This list is the result:
Innocent boi - soft and gentle
He soft, but he attac (don’t hurt his family or anyone small and helpless)
“Mouth not make words…right”
Clumsy, but he tries (he has two left feet and his grip isn’t that great)
He’s surprisingly great at coloring and is always cautious when holding small, fragile animals
He exists because Marvin was playing around with an old spell book in a cemetery (gosh dang it Marvin). He tried to hide Robbie, but the curious zombie couldn’t help but shuffle out of his bedroom when the other egos were making so much noise.
Anti was silent and didn’t say much when they were introduced, but he was the first to offer when he needed a place to sleep (he quickly decided that the poor zombie needed a big brother mentor to teach him.
He likes soft things and small places (he hides sometimes to find comfort), but he is terrified of absolute darkness - it reminds him of being trapped underground.
He’s the shortest, but he insists that’s only because he can’t really stand without slouching (sure Jan…)
He is a SASSY bugger when he wants to be.
Marvin and Chase help him improve his communication beyond grunts and ‘yes’ and ‘no’
Anti and Schneep work with him on his motor skills (Schneep mainly helps him with his walking, while Anti plays catch and little games with him)
Jameson, bless his heart, was the one that taught Robbie how to properly use eating utensils. (”Robbie don’t need…fork” *proceeds to shovel food with his hands* Jameson about had a heart attack)
So yeah, that’s what I came up with. I might start writing about him, I don’t know
this is the funniest thing they’ve ever done
I love 1 Magic Man
Also the boys are available as stickers on my RedBubble!
And they’ll be available as button pins soon!
@taikeero-lecoredier @immabethehero
With his feline mask resting in his hair, Marvin paced the room absentmindedly, one hand held close to his chest with his fingers twitching slightly as his focus was somewhere else, when Jackieboy Man suddenly peeked his head in the door.
“Oh, Marv, thank God I found you,” he muttered as he rushed closer, the urgency in his voice abruptly shaking the magician from his train of thought.
“Hm?” Marvin responded as he got his bearings again. Then his eyebrows furrowed with concern. “Jackie? What’s up? It’s… it’s not Anti again, is it?”
“No, it’s…” the hero answered quietly, his eyes falling away as he let out a bit of a sigh. “It’s Chase. He’s… feeling low again. It’s not good.”
“Oh, God,” Marvin said under his breath. “How bad is it this time?”
“He found his way into Doc’s whiskey stash.”
“Sh*t, really?”
“Yeah. Doc and JJ are with him– they sent me out to look for you. We should really…”
“No, no, of course,” the magician cut him off, already knowing how Jackie was going to finish. He nodded reassuringly. “Lead the way.”
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2 genres of fanfiction:
1) put that guy into situations
2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST
I was today years old when I learned that when you type “otp: true” in AO3 search results it filters out fics with additional ships, leaving only the fics where your otp is the main ship
i’m always soft for damien. he’s so sweet :’)
OK, so it occurred to me that I should make my own writing msterlist in case anyone wants to read my work. So, here it is, from oldest to the newest!!!
JACKSEPTICEYE AND MARKIPLIER STORIES (mostly Jack)
The Time JJ Swallowed a Clock - Chase is haunted by a strange noise (my first ego story!!!)
A Little Theory - A general JSE theory I had way back when I was just getting started, that I put in story form
Shaky Hands and Flowers (Whumptober and Egotober) - Jameson finds pretty flowers….
Caught In an Explosion (Whumptober) - Marvin investigates a suspicious note
Pose (Egotober) - Chase prepares for CHASE
Wilford Saves Dark (Whumptober) - Wilford saves Dark, but at what cost?
Whump - Ransom (Whumptober) - An old enemy of Jackie’s has taken his younger brothers… will an new ally be able to save them?
Snipped Strings - You Rescue Jameson from Anti, but at what cost???
How Long Since You Slept? - Chase needs sleep after a long day of work
Jackie Defeats Anti (Old Version) - How the glitch bitch came to be
The Aftermath of Anti’s Lair - Chase explores an abandoned building
Cozy - Chase and Henrik spend a night together
Relax - Jameson recovers from a fever
Chase Laughs in His Sleep - A ghost haunts the egos with its terrifying laugh… or does it?
Jack VS Jackie - Jack and Jackie fight over the last cookie
That One Fish Girl’s Rescue - A little birthday gift for a friend, where her OC, Sei, rescues JJ and the egos from a storm
You’re Safe Now - Jameson is almost killed by a fall
Magnificent Spell - Jameson learns how to use slides for the first time!
Chase & the Treasure Hunt (Multi-chapter, on-going) - Chase receives an extra special birthday present
1,
Static - While stuck in captivity, Jameson muses and receives an unexpected visitor
The Good Doctor Returns - Jameson comes to a revelation, and Schneep returns
Robbie - A day in the life of Robbie the Zombie, from squirrel chasing to a bubble outburst
Jackie’s Late BDay Present - A special fic written for Jackie, also a rewrite of how the Glitch Bitch came to be
And JJ Makes Three - Marvin’s birthday fic! Let’s see how Jameson escapes Anti’s wrath… and how Marvin finds him…
Schneeplestein Apparently Has a Heart - Henrik’s birthday story. Concerns how Chase joined the JSE egos.
Egotober #2 - Marvin must sing to break the stony spell on his brothers.
Marvin - A little drabble about the mysterious magician
HAMILTON
Eliza and Angelica Kidnap Alex - Eliza goes to desperate measures just get her husband to take a break
ORIGINAL WRITING
The Little Mermaid - My own retelling of Hans Christian Andersern’s The Little Mermaid!
This will be updated of course! But here is my magnum opus for the mean time!
Ooh,say,would you like to do “How can I trust you?” with Anti and Marvin? :D
TW: drug mention
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The couch faced the TV, set in the middle of the open living area with a coffee table in front of it and small stands on both sides. The TV mounted on the wall was off, the room quiet except for the buzz of electronics filling the air. Marvin glanced down at his clothes; far too big for his frame, too soft, too well taken care of.
He moved over to the couch, curling up in a corner, keeping his hands tucked into the sleeves of the sweater and into fists- just in case. The man on the opposite end of the couch looked like him- but too well kept, too clean, too kind.
Dopplegangers were the only option that made sense. Dopplegangers.
"One or two, maybe....not five of us..." Marvin muttered, staring at the other man who's eyes were too kind.
Jack pressed his lips together, nodding. "I know. But the evidence is right here...all 5 of us. I don't really get it either..." He smiled and shrugged, watching the kid in front of him. Someone so small, despite their height. So hardened, with his gaze constantly flikering around the room, looking for something Jack couldn't place. "Hey...your name is Marvin, right?"
Marvin nodded once, keeping the sleeves down on his sweater. His skin prickled, feeling like small daggers or sparks of white noise. He kept his gaze moving, trying to find the source. No one in sight except for the man in front of him. Still too kind.
"I'm Jack. I uh, met Henrik first, he's kinda weird but I love him 'cause of it, you know? He really just wants to help people, hes just brash, is all. He'd also really like to look you over, if you'd let him..."
Marvin shook his head. "No. I'll end up hurting him." These people were fucking idiots.
"I don't think so, but I won't push you, if you're uncomfortable with it. I just want you safe." He shook his head, still keeping a gentle smile. Marvin glanced at him, watching him twitch before recovering like nothing happened. Jack kept moving his hands as he talked. "You know Jackie now, he brought you home, yeah? He's really cool, I didn't think I'd meet a real live superhero." He chuckled, watching Marvin, trying to bring a smile to his face.
Marvin stared at him, rubbing his arm, the pinpricks starting to get on his nerves. "I don't care," he snapped, mouth turning into a scowl. Jack startled, jumping slightly and opening his mouth to speak before closing it again. "I don't fucking care! Why should I care about how you met?? Or who you fucking are?? I don't give a rat's ass!" Bright blue flames licked out the sides of his balled up hands and he stood, getting away from the couch. He kept his eyes fixated on Jack, though he felt the pinpricks intensify as he stood. "Are any of you drug dealers?"
"I-" Jack's eyes were wide as he pressed himself a bit into the couch. "No-"
Marvin bit the inside of his cheek then laughed, bitter. "Then how does that doctor get the fucking meds." He clicked his tongue. "No liscened doctor acts like him. Only the black market ones do that. Are you stupid? How the fuck does a man like him get medical grade drugs? Because it's fucking obvious he's not a doctor." Flames coiled up his arms, hot and ready to attack. The pinpricks settled for a moment, as if enjoying the show.
"He- I met him while he was practicing in a hospital." Jack watched the flames, entranced in their nature. They danced and sparked like normal flames, though they colored bright and dark blue, like a science experiment.
Marvin laughed again, shaking his head. "You have no idea what's out there. You're a fucking idiot."
Jack opened his mouth to speak, shell shocked. He closed his mouth a few moments later, not sure what to say to defend his friend. "I am not-"
"Shut up. Just shut up!" Flames flared around him, singing the floor black. "I was told I could trust you!" White-blue sparks flew, nearly setting the furniture on fire. "I should have known better! You're fucking lying out the gate! How could I trust you?? You're an idiot who doesn't know illegal drugs when it's in your own goddamn house!"
Jack laughed, the sound unnatural, doubled over, and piercing. "You're smart. I like you."
Flames concentrated around his hands, flaring around his fists like angry tentacles. "...don't touch me." The common signs of being manipulated.
"I don't think I can, with that kind of flame." He grinned, teeth shark-like and eyes glowing neon green. "But you're smart. No one else has asked that."
"They're fucking stupid." Marvin felt himself shaking, the pinpricks on his body attacking him like needles stabbing through fabric.
"̴T̴he͝y̸ ͏wo͞n't̷ ͢be̛ a҉s ͘fu̵n as ̶you͜." His voice had an undertoned whirr in it, like a VCR being rewound.
Marvin glared, flames growing. "Name. Now."
"̛Yo̡u ́d҉o͘n̨'́t̸ ̨carȩ ab͡out na͠m͠es.̀"
Before he could retort, Jack coughed, doubling over and holding his head. "Fuck me, mate..."
Marvin took another step back, flames rescinding to a safer level, flicking around his body like a blanket. "I'll get the doctor." He turned and stormed away, pinpricks still following in his tracks.
I have the very weird idea of Remus play-biting like a puppy as a form of affection
Hi! I don’t know what I’m doing, and my interests change at the drop of a hat, but I’m here, and I think it’s fun!
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