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Sophia awoke with a crick in her neck, a dull throbbing in her head, and a mouth so dry as if she’d been sleeping with cotton balls in her mouth all night. It was safe to say that this was not the best way to start her day. Before she dared opening her eyes, she tried to think of which events had led to her feeling like garbage. She remembered that she’d had wine, lots of it, which explained the headache and the dry mouth. She thought that maybe she’d just passed out on her couch and that was why her neck hurt but then she vaguely recalled having heard Harry’s new song on the radio - for the second time that day - and then it dawned on her…

“Oh no. No. No. No no no no. Oh God no.”

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anonymous asked:

Everyone told JJ that Anti was dangerous. If he truly wants to be Anti's brother, he has to make the same efford the Googles and the doc did. It's not easy, and Anti can only do so much. Get Red to sedate him/clean him up before he trashes the place...

When Anti wakes up from his hangover the next morning, the memory of what happened the night before comes back slowly and in shattered pieces, as it always does. When the picture of Jameson, scared and ragged, appears among the flashes of blood and his knife, Anti begins to panic.

“Ollie!” He tears at his hair, his clothes, the sheets of his bed, and glitches out of the fort, gasping for breath as his body is wracked with static. “Ollie, what did I do? Ẁ͚͎ḩ̼a̯̝̦̙̯t͉͓̫̥̮̻ ̠d͇͈͍͈̙͔i̘̦̜̙d̮̖̗̬͕̼ ̰̟͍̗̹̯̬I̙͕̥̝ ͇̭̥d̙̟̬͓o̪̘͉ͅ?͉ ̛W̦h̳̭͎͙̲́e̪̻̠r͇̥̯̥͓̭̙e̝̯̦̺̯̲̘'̗̙s̖̻̺̰̗ ͔̲̪J͔a̜̪̖̞̦͠m̹̱i̯̲͎̟ͅe̸̪̻̫͈̥͕?̮̣͍͙͍̙̮”

The Googles jump up from their desks, and Oliver wraps Anti in a hug, holding him still. “It’s okay, it’s okay. You just scared him; you didn’t hurt him. I promise.”

Anti continues to shake as his eyes flash from black to blue and back again while his chest heaves. “He’s gunna hate me. He’s never gunna come back.”

“That’s not true,” Green says slowly. “Jamie hasn’t seen this side of you yet, not really with his own eyes. Just give him some time to process it.”

Anti shakes his head, biting his cheek until he tastes blood. “He won’t understand…” Then sorrow is replaced with a snap of sudden anger. “ H͚̩̜̱̭o̩̖̦̕w̦̳͖̺ͅ ͙̲d͕͘ì͎̫̮̮d͙̝̮̘͢ ̡͇h̙͠e͘ ̫̼͇̖̟s̱͇̱̟̪͉̀e͙̜̬͕̟̥̳͝e̬͈̤̞ͅ ́m͓̦̬̲̫̲̥̀ę̤?͟ W̷̤h̥͖̟̠̦͝a̭t̠͉̟͖̀ ̷̗̮̖w̢̙̻̞̙͇̻a͏̜̭s̲̳̜̯̹̬̘ ͚h͔̘͍̜̪e̛̪̣͈ ͍̼do̼̪̞͘in̮̤̰͉͕͢'̸͇̜͔̮͉ͅ h̠e͍͚̟̫͚͢ͅr̞͔̻͈̤ͅe̬͙͕̳̳͙͝ t͇̯͠h͉͕a̹̕t ̜̭͓͓͘l̩̤̺̝̤̠͜ḁ̡͉̟͙͖̺̪t͓̘͙̪̤e̤̭̫̯͔?̩”

Oliver draws back, looking somewhat guilty. “I-I let him stay in your fort when he showed up here looking for you. He was so distraught, Anti. I thought that it would help him to stay there.”

Anti’s hands turn to fists, and his knife appears in one of them as his eyes change to black. “ Y̹ou̗̮͜!̖͎̜̦̙͢ ̝͚̝Y͙̣̝͉o̰̳ų͈̟̞ ̫̣͚͕͚͓d̞̣̥̕i̥̝̼̪͉̥d̺̞ ͏͈̗̤̠t̢̘̞̯̳͓̬h̸͓̱̞̪͎̩͔i̫̣͎̗̫̻̼ş̼!̬͙̬̭̱͈̫ ̲͎̟͉͎͓̝Yo͓͈̤̖u͓ ̮͞k̪̱̦̰͍̮̺͜n̶ew̳͉̣̖ ̺̭͎w̦̗̤̩̪̫h̢a̯̜̤t̞̥̻ ̪̯̪̙̻w̮̭͚̲̤͖̬ou̦͚͈ļ͚d̖̥̦͙̹̬͚ ̦̥̯̫͉̼͟h̙͉̼̮̜͘a̞̦̦p̣̬ṕ͓͔e͚͚n҉̠̟̘ ͙̮̪̳̥̜̭i̡̜͕̯̦̙̩̭f̟̕ ̝h͕̩̕e̙̞͎ ̼̦̙̬̹ͅs̴̝̞̯̤t̩͎͜ͅay̜̖̹̰é̫̜͈̗̤̰̺d̠ ̞h͡e̥̙r̙̮̠̟̖̦̲e͎̮͔̠̖̙̼͠,̡̪̳̰̬̭ ͍͍̭̺ͅͅa̧͓̭̮̰̣̘nd̤̕ ̶̮n̮̼͖̩̬͖o̹̭̲̙͟w͓̟̞͓̼͇ ̶̲̠̰̗̫͙͖h̸̠̦͉͔ͅe̫̤̹'̖͔͖̻̦͖s̻͘ ̩̩̩͍̱̠͎͘g͇ͅo̷̗̣̪̪̙̮n̛e͜!̻͕̠̝͍̞͡”

“No!” Oliver holds up his hands and shakes his head. “I swear! I just wanted to help him!”

Anti sneers and slashes the knife through the air. “Yo̵͈u ̕w̴̝͙̱͖e͉͟r̲̣̀e̜ ̶̱̤̫͕̰j̧̘̤͍̠̪ę̞̣̣a͖l͉̖̰̞̰͡ọ̧̯u̮̝͖ͅs̜̲͙̥̜̼ ̶b̖̤̻e̪̠̻̗c͙͞ḁ̟̱̙̣͇̯u͍s̲̣͇e̞̣͜ o̘͓͈̦f̰͈̺̮̬͍̗́ ̢̗h͔̺̫͉̞̼i̺̭͞m̟̞ͅ! ̶̲͍A҉f̲̕r̙͔̫̰͈͈aid̜̗͓͖̲̜̹́ ̢͇̞Ì̝̤̩'̪̰͕͓͓͘d̫̪̹͓̫̝͈ ͕̳m̗̥̙̲̪͈̯a̻̱͇̻̫̯̜k̗̬̻̜̀e̫͔̼̥̥ ̵̟̥̗͎͈̹a͔͉̯̳͇͟n͓͓ot̼͍̺͇̝̲h̲͎̗̥͇͓͟er̞̺̦͉͕ ͖͘f҉̱̭̭̩͙̣r̬͖͖͇̲̦̞i̲͙̭̻̙̦e̙n̟͘d̢̗̥̳̮̝͈̥ an̛d͉͜ͅ ͏̙̖r͉͔̯̹͓̣͉ưṋ̶̝͍̲̙ ̤̝off͙͍͚̰̗ͅ,̻͇̰̞̠̠͍ ̷̯̝͍̫͚͕̗e̝̤̝̰̭̼̳h?̭͈͢”

Red’s eyes flash when Ollie’s jaw drops. “Anti, you know that’s not true.”

“W͘e̘͉̹̮͞l̞͔̲͚̭̪l̹̱̬̙̟͖,̰̼̳̳ ̸̰̖̗̰I̖̗̜̗̲̩̟ ҉̦̘͎͎̟̯d̯̟̤̗͡o͙̙̳͈ͅn̷̜͎̙'̙̥̣͟t͉̻͓̻̯͇̦ ͔̰͉̤̭͍̫n̜͓̱̖̬̞̘͢e͕̹̭̦̗e͈̬d ̸̬ḁ̭̥̫̟̲͈͜ ̼̖͖b̝̱̺̬r̝̲̗̙̼̯̳o̗̭k͖̲͟e͖͈̪̣͘n ̰̟͍̙̖p҉͇̺̙̹̯̻ie̘͔͕̜ć̪̲͔͎̜͎͔e̝̝̳̪ ̢̲̰̗͙̻͕ͅo̩̖̗̝͕͕͚'͉̳͙̤̗ ̛j̮̰͙̺͓u͇͙̭͖n͏͙̹͉͔̩̝k̢͎̭̥ ͏̦̭̰̪̱̞li̴̻̲̙̞͕k͝e̵̙ ́y̢͍̫̼̞̘ͅo̱͚͍u̢͙͉̣̟̺̘̬!͖͈̠̥͍ ̼̰̝I̟̟ ̬̩̝̜̼d͎̳̗̻̙̬o̵̦͕͇̥̹͇n'͇̲̯̠̘̘͞t̲͖̣͚̹̖ ͔̳̪ṋ̠e̖̮̗̼̥e̝̳͙̦̱d̬ ̺̳̯̫͖̞̤a͙͈̖̖̫͘ͅn̸̮̺ͅy͕̠̬̫̹o̺n͡e͉̮̯̜ͅ!̶͖̼͍”

Ollie shakes his head again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “I didn’t mean it, please, Anti. I didn’t.”

Google’s eyes flash blue, and he steps between Anti and Oliver. “You need to calm down, Anti. You’re not thinking straight.”

Anti glares up at Google and gives a single, dry laugh. “Y̶̝͓̻̺̼̩e̵̼̠ͅa̩̭̭h̛͕̘,̣̱ ̟̲̞̱͝ͅg̲ͅo̟̙̪͉ ̣̬̲̹͓͕a̘̼̣̗h͠e͕̫̩a̝̳͎̯̙̭d̷ ̗a̻̘̟n͙d̴͔̝͕͖͇̘͕ ͓̤̜̤͞d̯͇̫͓̟̠e̮̞̺͎̥̖f̬̬e҉̩n͔̗̭̟̲̭d̨̞̥̲̪̘͓ ̶̮h̲̱̠̳͓̕i̙͓͎m͏̜̠͓̱̺̥ͅ.̗̪̭ H̛e̪̩͕̭͔̩͞'s̬̬͉̼̖̤̯ ̡͎̜y̼̗̻̪̘͡o̼̫̦̠̰̞ṳ̧̞̻̖̞͚̲r̖͉̱̹̞ ̱̠̲̙͞R͖̪̻̙͔̹̰E̵A͖̞͍͙͚L ̕b̜̹̥̣̜̫̘͘r͕͍̳͍͚o͉̲̱͉t͙h҉e̛̱̦̗̭r̫̹͉̮̳͇,̡̜ͅͅ ̬̹̗̝͜a̰̥̩̝̦͖ͅf҉̝͚̟̫̳ͅt̙̤͇̯̀er ̰͈̥͖̳͉̩à̲͎͚l̨l̙͇̺̺͘.̷”

Green reaches out to put his hand on Anti’s shoulder. “Anti, you’re not being fair. Just listen to yourself!”

“I̧̞͍͟͠ ̧̼̜̲̙̤̰A͓͈̘͔̻̱̕ͅM̼̮̻̯̻̮ͅ ̷̤͓̳̘͡ͅL͏̙̕I̧̛̠͖̦̗̫̮̺̰͝S̹͓̗̱͞͝Ţ̙̤̱̬͠E̻̘N̟Ì͙̗͜N̨͇̭̼̦̣̪͇̹̤G̵̡̙̬̭̱̫̥!͈̭͍͙̦͓̦” he screams and glitches violently. “ A̪̪̺̩̥͘n̵̰̬͈̻̠̘ͅd̥̼̱̝̬ ̡̱̞̬̪n͓͚o̸w͈̖͓͙͜ ͍̤̣͕I̛̳͎̗̙̣ ̭͖̯̦͕ŕ͎͈̟͎ͅe͔̦̙̝̤̼͝a̶̞͚͈̬͕̲ḷ̬i͔͍z̥̠̹̗͘e̴̳͉̙̘̙̬ ̨͓t̜h͈a̠̘͍t̺̖̗͡ ̡͖͉̰̱̹͈̗I̫̬ ̪̭͇͟do̘̤͕̬ṉ̛͈̣̹̣̱̲'҉̳t͏̖̲ ̪̼b̜e̺͈̙̙̗l̖̝̩͞o͎̝̕n̝̜͚̟͖̮̣g̰ ̵̻͔̹̟͚h̢͕̙͖ͅe̸r͔̥̤̣̯e͈̭. ͔̦̳͍̩̭͎N̲̱̻͎ͅo̟t̙͎͞ ͇̼̘̘̞͎̝w͍̞̜i̻͍̹̳͘th̜̳̜̫̬ ̭̱͕͔̫̮̪y̳͕o̼̟͖͉̼͞u̶̙̯̼ ̞̥̲̪͇̞ͅb̭͔̼̱͇u̪̤̪n͔̠͇̖c̡̦͉͔͔̯̠̥h̤͔̙͉̥̫ ̳̙͖̖̘o̭̪̩̹̟̠'̛͉͈̼̲͓̦ͅ ̨̣̩̪s͎̜̖̠c̳̻͚r͖̝̳͈̠̬a̫̦̭pͅ ̪̟̟͎̮̜̦͡m͎̬̟e̗͚t͓͎̣̠̫̹̲a̷̖̗̟̫̬ͅḻ̵͔̦̫̻̻!͕͜“

His words hit them all like a slap, and there’s just a moment that Anti’s eyes flicker to blue sorrow before going back to black. Google’s metal spine goes rigid, and he looks ready to hit Anti at any moment. “Then leave.”

Anti glitches again either in shock or anger, and looks over at Ollie who still can’t speak a word, tears tumbling down his cheeks. “F̴i͞n̷e,” and without another word, he disappears.

A concept: tgs pirates au/sort of pirates of the caribbean au

Ok so I was talking about this to a couple people  and I had to share it with the world because oh god its so good

Think about it:

  • Devilishly handsome pirate captain PT Barnum
  • His badass pirate queen Charity
  • And their crew of misfits slowly taking over the oceans
  • Rival pirate captain Jenny Lind and PT just literally fucking with each other
  • Until
  • She kidnaps governor’s son Phillip Carlyle
  • Who is very in love with one of his dads maids Anne wheeler
  • But she knows that they’ll never be able to be together and she doesn’t love him does she??
  • He’s just handsome?? And kind?? And funny?? And ahh
  • He’s secretly obsessed with pirates and is,,low key friends with pt and charity,,, and has awful parents, and pt and charity kind of adopt him
  • When they find out Jenny took him,,, they get mad,,,real mad
  • Because no one touches their adopted pirate son
  • Governor’s maid Anne wheeler realizing
  • Oh shit I’m in love with this man
  • And oh god I have to get him b a c k now, WhaT If TheY HuRT HiM PT HelP 
  • She knows them through phillip so she goes and tells them
  • And boyyy is charity pissed
  • Meanwhile Phillip is the most annoying prisoner ever
  • Because he will not shut the fuck up
  • About Anne
  • And Jenny being like
  • “Oh my god I wanted ransom but at what cost? If I have to hear another word about how amazing anne wheeler is I stg. Please stop talking.”
  • Literally she can’t stand him like none of the ppl she kidnapped before talked t h is much
  • And Anne, pt, charity and the squad team up to hunt down Jenny and save bb boi
  • Because Phillips parents don’t do shittt
  • Jenny and charity have a swordfight-charity kicks ass
  • Anne fucks some shit up
  • PT just stands around insulting her and making bad puns
  • eventually she just gives him up and leaves because shes so done with these people
  • And Phillip just watches her with puppy eyes because look at his bb go
  • And after they save him,,,it’s like that one scene in Pirates of the Caribbean
  • Where will bandages Elizabeth’s hand
  • Anne does that for Phillip
  • And then Phillip and Anne are like wOw this whole pirate thing is kinda really fun and we’re very in love,,, and if we go back we won’t be able to be together
  • So pt is like hey… wanna join my pirate squad??
  • Umm hell yes??
  • So they just leave the country behind and join the pirate squad
  • Eventually, pt and charity retire from pirate life to raise their pirate princesses Caroline and Helen and leave Phillip and Anne in charge
  • And Phillips parents are like “hey Phillip how bout you come back?”
  • And Phillips like “how about I don’t ok bye.” 
  • And Phillip and Anne live happily ever after as pirates with their badass pirate crew

anonymous asked:

Anti screwed up. Will the Googles really just let him leave and be alone again though?

Anti glares down at the body lying on the floor as Mare washes the black oil off of his hands. “You talk to ‘em about this?”

“No,” Anti answers, voice raspy and low. Dangerously quiet.

The blue streaks down Mare’s face are nearly iridescent in the light of the single bulb hanging from the ceiling. Anti shoves his hands into the giant pocket of his hoodie and gives an agitated grunt. “Some… stuff came up.”

Mare raises an eyebrow and grins. “Chicken out?”

Anti glitches out of sight and back again with one hand around Mare’s throat, slamming the other entity’s head against a wall. “D́́o̵n̵'̡͘͜t̡ ̧t̕͜è͟s̨̢t́́ ̴̀m̢͜e͏͏́ ҉͡r̀͝i͘͟͢g͏̡̕ht͡ ͠ǹǫw̢̨.̸̸͡,” he growls. Then he sighs and pulls back. “You won’t like the results.”

Mare grits his teeth. “I’m not the one that started slicing into one of ‘em.”

Anti glitches back to the body and twirls his knife in his fingers pensively. “He’s not one of them. They practically hate him more than they hate humans, but he’s still an Iplier.”

“It was his fault for trying to stop you, Anti. You weren’t in control when he found you,” Mare says, crossing his arms over his chest. The balance of their strange… alliance tips back and forth as Mare remembers finding Anti ripping into the Iplier. Better to be the right hand of the devil than in his path. “So what are we gunna do with him?”

Anti winces as the limp body groans softly and takes a step back. “I don’t know…”

“You know that Mad would be more than happy to take him off of your hands. I know you two have a rough past, but…” But a glare from the glitch tells Mare that’s a firm “no.” “How about we fry his memory? It can’t be that hard, especially not for you, and then no one has to know.”

Anti walks up and kneels down by the body. It could be Oliver, Doc, any of them. He could’ve done it to any of them, and any day, it might end up really being one of them. He glitches inside, sifting his hands through fuzzy memories until he plucks out the one he wants to destroy, the one of Anti himself, beast-like and covered in blood, turning and pouncing at the other Ego.

The glitch shuts his eyes, strangling the memory so he doesn’t have to see it anymore. It’s too terrible to see himself from the other side. Then he exits the broken mind and glances over at Mare. “Dump him somewhere quiet. I don’t care where.”

Mare nods. “Whatever you want, man,” Mare mutters and glances up as Anti prepares to glitch out. “Where are you headed now?”

Anti wiggles his fingers nervously. “None of yer business,” and then disappears with a pop of static.