#dapperstache

[dancing-heart-pony]

They are so this couple

[iamvegorott]

Please do! The world needs more squeaky sneezing Anti! XD

Ah, man, y’all really pulled my leg XD

----------

The Egos were all gathered in the Iplier Manor’s meeting room. Said meeting had finished just a bit ago, so they were all now in separate groups and chatting. Anti was with JJ and Wilford, getting the latest tale from Wilford’s adventures. He had honestly last track of the plot a while ago, but he was enjoying the excited energy Wilford had while talking. 

Anti was too focused on the story that an itch in his nose snuck up on him, and without being able to stop it, he ended up sneezing. A light, little squeak of a sneeze.

“Bless you, blueberry,” Wilford said without missing a beat.

“That wasn’t me,” JJ corrected.

“Then who…” Wilford’s voice trailed as he looked at Anti, who was frozen with wide eyes. Some of the other Septiceyes were stifling some chuckles, and Mad was confused as to why everyone stopped talking. Mare and Phantom shared a look, and the Ipliers were watching Anti. There was an almost silence in the room until, to no one’s surprise, Wilford was the one to break it with a loud, hearty laugh. 

“That was adorable!” Wilford said as he wrapped his arms around Anti and partially lifted him in the air with his hug. “You sounded like an adorable little squeaky toy!”

“Let go of me!” Anti demanded, trying to wiggle himself free. He was unable to glitch himself out of Wilford’s hold because of Wilford being…Wilford and he was trapped. “JJ, get your man right now before I stab him! I will aim for the dick!

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You just have the sweetest little sneeze.” Wilford continued despite Anti’s very loud protest. 

“I think he’s gotten the point.” JJ chuckled, patting Wilford’s arm. 

“Oh, alright.” Wilford faked a pout as he sat Anti down, and as soon as he was freed, Anti glitched away to the other side of the room, finding himself next to Dark.

“Don’t you say a damn thing.” Anti threatened. 

“I thought the sneeze was cute,” Dark stated. Anti let out a collection of sputters before settling on a ‘fuck you’ and then glitching away. 

“I swore there was a blush on that face of his.” Wilford teased. 

“I think there was.” Dark agreed. 

[bookwormscififan]

Birthday Shirt

A/N: I had to write a short thing after @iamvegorott's title for Wilford on his birthday!

--

JJ grinned as he signed excitedly to Jackie, catching Chase’s confused stare out of the corner of his eye.

“Alright, so you want me to bring this—” Jackie held up a slip of paper, “—to the shirt maker down on fifth street, and ask him to put it onto a shirt that is bubblegum pink? Size large?”

Yes, please. And if they can have it done today, I’ll bake you all the cookies you want. JJ’s eyes gleamed as Jackie’s own lit up, chuckling quietly when the hero left in a blink.

“What did you send him to do?” Chase asked, wandering over to JJ as he sipped on his tea. JJ shrugged before his face split into a smile, setting Chase’s mug down so he could give him a hug.

Getting a present for Wilford! His signs were quick, full of the little shorthand signs he’d figured out with Chase, and the father figure smiled kindly as he interpreted them. It’s his birthday today, and I wanted to get him something nice since he gave me such a nice present for my birthday.

JJ had been surprised when Wilford showed up at their doorstep on Halloween night with a bouquet of lilies and tickets to a play JJ had wanted to see. Ignoring all the costumed people around them, Wilford had managed to make JJ only aware of the two of them, and after a dinner he had generously paid for, the puppeteer had been treated to a confession from the manic man.

“What sort of present, James?” Chase’s question pulled JJ back to the present, and the silent man blushed as his memories of the night had been interrupted. “Must be something important if you got Jackie to do it.”

I wanted to give him a shirt, JJ began, signing slowly as embarrassment and nerves took over. But put a small inside joke onto it.

----

JJ knocked the door to the Manor with shaking hands, small gift bag held tightly as he waited for someone to open the door. He forced a smile when Google answered the door, waving shyly before tensing as the android turned away from him.

“Warfstache! Your boyfriend’s here!”

Wilford appeared two seconds later in a puff of pink smoke, taking JJ’s shaking hand and sending them away to his room before anyone could speak. “Hello, blueberry,” he greeted, leaning down to give JJ a peck on the cheek.

Happy birthday, the man signed, holding out the bag as his cheeks flushed red.

“Now, now, Jamesy,” Wilford started, tapping the tip of JJ’s nose with a smile. “What did we say about signing around me?”

“S-Sorry,” JJ’s voice was hoarse, cracking in places, but Wilford’s beam made his nerves go away. “I-I’m not used to… this.” Another gift Wilford had given JJ on his birthday was a small dose of magic to give his voice back, but the effects weren’t strong enough to be heard by anyone other than Wilford, and the poor man’s voice sounded like it was coming through a vintage radio filled with crackling static.

“What did you get me?” Wilford asked, changing the subject so JJ wouldn’t feel discouraged. “A shirt? But I have so many already…” his objection trailed off as he read the writing on the front of the shirt: BUBBLEGUM FLAVOURED GUNMAN.

“Do you like it?” JJ asked hesitantly, squeaking when Wilford scooped him up to kiss him hard, leaving him breathless when it ended.

“You think I’m bubblegum flavoured, blueberry?” Wilford chuckled, leading JJ to bed and towering over his form. “Am I all you’ve been able to think about? Do you think of me when you want something sweet? Or something savoury?”

“I-I…” “Do you have any plans tonight?” Wilford asked, voice low, and he grinned when JJ shook his head, leaning down to capture his lips again.

[splatteredfandoms523]

Ghost of the Manor (Ch. 3)

This is the moment.

The moment I lose him forever.

I've already lost him anyway.

He looks so handsome in his tux.

The ceremony starts.

I hear them ask if anyone opposes.

I have to do this now, or I'll never get another chance.

"I oppose! Dark, I love you! I should've said it sooner, but I couldn't live with myself if I didn't tell you that I've always loved you."

There's gasps and then a strained silence in the watching crowd.

Dark and the glitch both look so surprised at me.

The glitch looks about ready to pull out his knife and slit my throat.

If he does, I'll deserve it.

I'm ruining their wedding.

Dark can't even look me in the eye. I've definitely lost him now. He'll never talk to me again.

"Will, this is not the time or place to discuss this. Either return to your place as my best man, have a seat in the crowd, or leave. This is your one chance to not look like a fool in front of everyone."

His voice was so soft and sad, even detached.

I couldn't go on. I already lost.

I stepped back behind as his best man. I'm lucky they didn't tell me to leave. I'm lucky none of the Septiceyes grabbed me and threw me out regardless.

The glitch calmed after giving me a hard glare. I deserve that.

I stayed quiet and tried to detach myself from it all as the ceremony finished. Everyone cheered as they kissed, and everyone was so happy.

The rest of the night is a blur.

Between trying to not look at Dark and distracting myself in the corner with finger foods, I was lost in my own thoughts. No one talked to me. No one even acknowledged I was there anymore besides hushed whispers. Normally. I love a good party where I can see others get drunk and dance. But now, I didn't want to do anything.

Then, he took my hand.

It was Dark.

"Will, I'm sorry. Things are different now. We're not back in the beginning days of the manor anymore. Now, I really do need to get back to stop my new husband from getting into trouble. Again, I'm sorry, Will, but it's time to move on."

Then, he walked away. Just like that.

He left me and went back to that glitch, Anti.

He kissed him and smiled and laughed, actually laughed. I hardly ever managed that.

Now, I just get to watch my best friend love someone else. I get to pull my heart back together and pretend that everything is okay. I get to cry at his wedding as I try to disappear into the corner. Maybe I should just leave.

But then, I feel a soft touch to my hand. A new face. Bowler hat and bright turquoise eyes that matched his hair with a black mustache that's a lot like mine. Oh, he signs. Jameson. Jameson is his name. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all.

Tags: @southerndragontamer @iamvegorott

[jjstein2]

personally i dont think jameson and wilford should be in a relationship for many reasons but i do think they should have an absolutely wild one night stand and maybe hookup a few times afterwards and then never see each other again

[southerndragontamer]

Egotober Day 20: Music

Music had been around since the first time someone had decided the sound of something struck or that had wind through it sounded nice. One could argue that it had been around always in the natural music nature made. But the point was that there was something sweetly nostalgic as Will dusted off his record player.

He’d found it again a few days ago and due to how vinyl were still being made and he knew he had records in his room, he’d wanted to have some fun. He picked a record at random, a lovely number from the 1920’s. Oh how those years were so good for music. ragtime ahd jazz and blues and so much more. He put it on and closed his eyes softly.

He let the music take over and he didn’t have to think as he danced in a way that felt like stepping into old shoes. Familiar and comfortable.

He found his mind traveled to his lover, a smile slid onto his face. James would love this, he could already picture the excited glee on the timekeeper’s face. How his navy eyes would sparkle and he’d stim with his hands before he’d sign something sweet if he didn’t use slides.

For Will, time blurred as he danced without a care in the world, his power swirled out in pink mist, glittery pink flame and fairy light filled bubbles as reality took a vacation around him. Things turned to candy or baked goods, crystals erupted, the scent of sweet things filled the air as everything tilted just so in his room. Then he felt a tapping on his shoulder and turned, instantly he blushed a little sheepish as he saw James there. Likely he had been for a while.

James beamed at him, navy eyes just as sparkling bright and beautiful as Will had pictured. They didn’t need to speak, as Will smiled back and squeezed James’ hand. They pressed their foreheads against each other’s in affection before the timekeeper pulled the chaotic into another dance. The sound of ticking clocks mixed with the music like a metronome, time spiraled out into the warping parts of the room froze, parts cycled through a moment, parts slowed through a crawl or sped up.

They could both loose themselves for a while in the music of the past, time could let itself bend and twist and break and chaos could let itself be set straight and steady.

[iamvegorott]

This is fitting for several of our boys

I mean, we all know my first thought was Mad XD

“I don’t need to go to bed, I’m not tired, I’ll be fine.”

“But, darling, I’ll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.”

“O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?”

“Is it working?”

[dancing-heart-pony]

THE UNHOLY QUAD 🔢

Two arts in one day!!? Unheard of!

This is for @ashtonisvibing cuz his post about this poly ship made me happy 😊

[iamvegorott]

Yess we live for that trope!! In my head I just had it as JJ’s the one who made the cake for the family and went to go cut Wilford a slice per his request and caught the two and immediately booked it to tell his boyfriend.

And we love Wilford and his “get your shit together” newspaper

JJ immediately going to go gossip is such a mood XD

And that newspaper has some magical powers

[dancing-heart-pony]

jameson and his boyfriend (wilford) and his boyfriend (dark) and his boyfriend (anti)

[bookwormscififan]

Pink Carnations

Little drawing for @iamvegorott and their fic about Wilford giving JJ flowers.

I couldn’t decide if I wanted to put the flower in JJ’s hat or his waistcoat, so I put it in both places

[splatteredfandoms523]

Ghost of the Manor (Ch. 8 Final)

Today's the day! I'm so excited! I'm so nervous. I'm gonna cry when I see him. No, I won't cry. I can do this. Jamie is gonna walk down the aisle to me, and it's gonna be perfect! It has to be perfect! Oh, I don't care if it's perfect, it's Jamie and I know it will be perfect anyway.

This isn't Celine.

He isn't going to throw the ring in my face.

He isn't going to run.

He isn't going to say I ruined his life.

This is Jamie, my Jameson.

My soon to be Jameson Warfstache. Unless Wilford Jackson is going to be my new name. That's debatable for later. It's all going to be okay. It has to be. It will be. Jameson loves me. I love him. Anti has been texting me all morning saying how excited and nervous Jamie is too. Dark has been keeping me from having a breakdown.

It's showtime.

I get dressed in my tux. Dark gets a picture of Jamie getting dressed with Anti, and he tells me I'm going to love it. He sends Anti a picture of me back, and Anti says he know Jamie is going to love it. I really wish I could kiss him and do it now. But it's time to go out. I can do this.

I take my place with Dark at my side. It was the roles reversed of this that happened when I met Jamie. I should thank Dark for that sometime. But, here's the music.

There he is.

Oh he looks so handsome. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. He's standing with me and holding my hands, projecting his voice with his telepathy when he recites vow. Oh, it's my turn. I tell him of how I never thought I'd find love like this. I tell him how I always promise to love and cherish and protect him. I think I hear Dark trying not to cry as I tell him how I'm going to do things right this time, how it's going to be my fault that we're happy. That I won't ruin it all again. My ghosts won't haunt me anymore.

We kiss, and now the ceremony is over. I can't stop smiling as I hug him tight. I don't want to let go. But he taps me so he can sign to me and tell me how much he loves my tux, and he mentions that I should wear pastels more often.

We go dance, we cut the cake, and the night is happy. I can see Dark and Anti dancing. I think Chase finally asked Marvin out by asking him to dance. Bing finally kissed Google, and Google surprised us all by kissing him back. I don't think I've ever seen everyone so happy.

Dark pulls me aside after awhile and says he's sorry about how Celine treated me but I shush him. It's not his fault. This isn't a night for letting the ghosts of the past haunt us. This is a night for letting them rest and move on! This is a night for being happy for the present and excited for the future!

I finally see my best friend smile and look like that weight has lifted from his shoulders. It's lifted from mine too. We share talk about adopting children with our husbands. We laugh and we split back off to dance with our husbands. Our husbands. I danced with my husband tonight. Life really did need a bit of madness, didn't it? Wilford Warfstache is a married man, and to another man nonetheless! I think Jameson Jackson-Warfstache has a nice ring to it.

Tags: @southerndragontamer @iamvegorott

(Probably gonna spin this into a new series with the kids I mentioned! Let me know your thoughts!)

[glitchyartist]

Hehehe bunny bois go brrrr

[damnthelust]

Wilford wishing for both sides of Bim's pillow to be warm 😂

Wilford has zero tolerance for that man 😂

[leternally-damnedl]

This has been in my head for a while and I had to write it.

Tagging @iamvegorott !

.

.

The day was particularly hot; sun beaming down onto the wet pavement as water crashed onto it.

"Blank!" Robbie squealed as he saw his friend cannon ball into the pool. The zombie giving Blank a thumbs up as he resurfaced, making the two giggle.

"Be careful!" Marvin hollered as he sat on the beach chair underneath the umbrella as Chase was working the grill.

"They'll be fine, babe." Chase smiled as he saw the two splash each other. The others came out in their swimming attire, some went to sit at the picnic table or the beach chairs available as others went into the pool with the two.

"Cannon ball!" Shouted Yandere as she jumped into the water, resurfacing with a huff, "How did I do?"

Blank and Robbie looked at each other before putting their thumbs up with a giggle, making Yandere laugh.

"The water's cold." Jameson shivered while signing as he dipped his toes in the water, gasping as he felt Wilford pick him up.

"Is it now, Blueberry? Well I have a solution!"

Jameson shook his head, holding his breath as Wil jumped in with him, both reaching the surface.

"Now that wasn't bad, no was it?" Wilford laughed as Jameson smacked his arm, pouting lightly.

"Really, Wil?" Edward asked as he and Henrik was soaked while sitting in the beach chairs.

"Oops."

"Dark, come on!" Anti pouted, tugging the older's arm, "Swimming isn't going to kill you."

"Actually, swimming can-"

"Not now, Google." Dark said, raising his hand, "I'll get in, Anti." The glitch squeaked in happiness and pulled Dark into the water and away from all of the splashing chaos that was going on in the center.

"Mare, no!" Mad shrieked as Mare squirt water over at the male who was sitting at the chairs, trying to block away the projectile water, making Mare laugh. Yancy and Illinois sitting at the picnic table and talked with the others sitting by.

As Chase was finishing the food, he couldn't help but enjoy the atmosphere around him. They were enjoying the relaxing day. This was a nice break away from all of the work and stress. They should do this more often.

"Oop!" Chase yelped slightly as he almost let the food burn, quickly putting the food on the pan and hearing Marvin giggle.

"And I thought the kids needed precautions." Marvin spoke slyly, making Chase roll his eyes playfully before kissing the smaller's cheek.

"Food is done!"

.

.

I hope you enjoyed, darlings!

[iamfruitie]

Could also be taken more than one way~

“I don’t need to go to bed, I’m not tired, I’ll be fine.”

“But, darling, I’ll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.”

“O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?”

“Is it working?”