#ego hcs

[n-anon]

How exactly does anti's strings work? Are they actually strings? Do they seep and embed into the puppet's body? Does it work when you cut them short and still be able to manipulate from afar wirelessly?

i always assumed they were either literal in the sense of him controlling JJ in that one video-up to metaphorical like manipulating you to do something he basically told you to do. I feel like they kind of live under your skin until Anti needs them to be physical. I feel like if you cut them, depends- if the puppet is basically a corpse, you are pretty much just cutting off Anti's way to use it. However if the strings are the only thing keeping that person alive? Different story. Its like unplugging life support Strings don't need to be visible in order for one to be a puppet, ya know~

[egotisticaleverything]

Adding onto the common HC I’ve been seeing of John being the group cook — he is DEFINITELY the “get the fuck out of my kitchen while I’m cooking” type of person, like you walk in to get a glass of water and he is like “fuck off no I WILL get you water do not DISTURB my cooking. Here. Now LEAVE.”

I like to think he’s mainly like that cuz he likes to solely focus on what he’s doing, and alot of the others end up commenting or asking too many questions — this kinda feeds into my undiagnosed OCD/Autism HC for John — and it’s just annoying and overwhelming. But not Bob. Bob is allowed to stay.

John has declared Bob can stay because he is — as John puts it — “a respectful spectator”. Which started as Bob sitting in the common area near the kitchen doing whatever while John cooked, then slowly migrating over to the opposite side of the kitchen island. Then that evolved into Bob randomly saying little tidbits of how his day was and then it ended with Bob just coming in to yap about whatever while John cooks while replying ever so often but mostly just letting him talk.

John now finds a strange sense of comfort in his rambling and everyone else is like “why can he stay and we can’t” and John is like “cuz he’s Bob and you’re not.” And Ava teases him RELENTLESSLY for it like — “oooh someone’s playing favourites” and John just tells her to fuck off cuz in all honesty, he IS playing favourites.

[chirrups]

when in doubt, dog it out

[atlasdoe]

"James takes care of everyone, but who takes care of James?"

SIRIUS HIS BEST FRIEND WHO WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HIM!!!! HIS PARENTS WHO SPOIL HIM TO DEATH!!!! REMUS WHO CAN ONLY SAY GOOD THINGS ABOUT HIM!!!!!! LILY HIS FUCKING WIFE!!!!!

[cappycodeart]

"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…

[hottubsandwiches]

we finally got the poultry man & hotguy collab 🥰

[purrestel]

Also just dropping this here—

I had a design that I made of the chaos pearl from a long time back aha…

HC that he’s a huge narcissist who only cares to live for itself freely without rules.

However, the heaven kept a very watchful eye on him and has threatened that if chaos pearl were to stir trouble while it roams, then it will be destroyed.

So a compromise was made, freedom of the chaos pearl but without the real chaos. Unfortunately he was still betrayed by the heavens who couldn’t keep its promise, ultimately attacked by Taiyi Zhenren and Shen Gongbao before he was forced to split himself into the Demon Pill and the Spirit Pearl.

Honestly though, if the chaos pearl were to see Nezha and Ao Bing, I think the chaos pearl would’ve taken great pride in them. But only for the fact those two are technically a part of him…

[lorebird]

In which Ford struggles so badly to relate to other people that he wonders if he’s really human at all. The more isolated he becomes, the harder it is to reconcile with his own humanity.

[n-anon]

unhinged thought posting but Anti's apology video would be

"so I heard a lot of you puppets have been listening to some information released at the local iris facility, and I'm here to say that I DO NOT kill people, that is my least favorite thing to do. The security camera footage is clearly under dim red lightning, and I would imagine such a thing would be hard to tell what was going on. That glitchy blurred image was not me and I encourage you please, don't believe anything they tell you....

:is clearly hiding a knife behind him while talking about this:

He replay the footage, this time showing a version of events that ate clearly manipulated and distorted.

Anti just smiling sweetly and telling the viewer his only target was Chase! He's the one who killed the guards! He was a danger to himself, Anti was there to save him. The light behind him flickers and an image of Chase appears, dangling by strings.

Anti's head tilts and he smirks, asking if we saw something before going back to 'apologizing'-

[egotisticaleverything]

John walker is bisexual guys he actually told me himself so everyone can stop arguing now 💕💕

[nuno-draws]

IM THE LUCKIEST PERSON EVEN IM LITERALLY EXPLODING RIGHT NOW😭😭😭😭😭

Thanking Doc so much for this insane opportunity to draw one of the cards, I genuinely had to take couple breath breaks to calm down because I was so happy opening them all🥹😭💕

some unlucky pulls but honestly looking at the rest of the cards i don't care as much lol

Literally last card of the pack btw. The very last one. I exploded

[ojbrush]

Ojtober day 22

[chiefcroissantdeanbanana]

one of my silly emf headcanon is that he can switch between forms: this void blob and an actual seeable person. void blob is just him pure black and the latter is him but a shade lighter!!

he usually is just void blob because, yk, why wouldn't you be am I right?? but also it annoys him because no one can see that fire fits he wears and yea,, that's the reason why the 2nd form exist! for him to show off his clothes

closeups under the cut :3

I love him<3333333

he's such a brat to me. especially in their first meeting. cocky ass man gets punted by local noob. what happens next will shock you.... (they kissed)

[florenceisfalling]

thinking about my anti getting his first shitty drum kit off craigslist or something and being so in love. he's rusty and it's rusty but he opens the box and grins like a kid again. remembers when jack was a teenager and had that tapping fidget feeling in his bones and the sound of anti scratching through the dark in his head and needed to get it out, needed to hit something, needed to turn that energy into a reaction. anti twirls a drumstick in his fingers and it's easier than when he does knife tricks and he fondly thinks of the few times he really felt synced and comfortable with jack, practicing with his friends or in a studio and feeling that power at his fingertips and the satisfaction of a well-kept rhythm and the joy of feeling loud and nearly-frantic but in control. anti sets up his drum kit and his neighbors hate it potentially even more than the screaming or the smells but he doesn't hurt anybody for two months. jack and the other egos assume he's strung out or planning something or fucking some fling into filthy sheets again but really he's doing some in-between-better-thing, in the dedicated self-medicated haze of a long lost loved hobby, shaking out his rage and courting old memories out from hiding and relearning how to rein himself in and hit. on. beat. and he doesn't mourn for his lack of a heartbeat so much when he's creating new ones.

[leathfaic]

Ghost is a man who never needed to do much to draw attention when he goes clubbing. His impressive frame ensures he gets plenty of attention. That natural air of authority honed over years as a commanding officer ensuring he has his space if he wants it, unwanted approaches stopped before they even begin.

Still lots of eyes stick to him casually leaning against the bar. Always had an easy pick of those brave enough to approach him. Even before the scars in his face he attracted a certain type, the twinks that wanted to be thrown around, bears wanting to play with someone in their own weight class they weren't sure they could out-wrestle and everyone in between who just likes tall, strong blondes. Ever since the scars that has only intensified, might be that he loses out on some vain types, but the daredevils flock to him even more now.

So really he can't complain. He's not the biggest fan of the places, avoids scrungy punky ones altogether for very personal reasons, but they serve their purpose. Finding a quick lay mostly. Sometimes just enjoying a space where he's not the only gay man for miles and miles.

When he starts to go clubs with Soap though, it becomes a very different experience.

First of all he's not looking to take anyone home or to a convenient dark corner.

No, he's here because Johnny likes dancing and what Johnny wants he usually gets. Simon could never deny him anything.

So there is no one Ghost is looking at but Soap. And bloody fucking hell it is worth looking.

Johnny's easy confidence bleeds off of him and mixed with his natural charm he commands the entire rooms attention. His body helps, sure, sculpted muscles barely hidden by a mesh shirt and jeans so tight there's nothing left to the imagination, but there's plenty of good looking men around.

None of them carry themselves like Soap does though.

He watches as Soap enters the dance floor, seeming to melt into the beat. Dancing as effortlessly as he cleans an entire building of hostiles. A fucking vision in strobing lights as he let's the rhythm dictate his movements. Wide fucking smile painted on his face.

People flock to him, wind themselves around him in more or less proficient dance moves, probably hoping to leave an impression over the gaggle of obvious suitors.

Soap toys with them, dancing with those he finds entertaining, neatly sidestepping those he doesn't. Bathing in the attention of wandering hands and lips.

Ghost wonders if they can feel how dangerous of a man he really is. If they can smell the slight hint of sulfur from the demolitions workshop he's been crammed in all day. If they can see the edge in his eyes, that predatory glint of a man trained to kill walking through a crowd of unaware civilians.

Most probably can't.

Some who can probably find it exciting.

In the end none of it matters anyways.

Because it is Ghost's gaze that Johnny seeks when another man winds around him, littering his neck with kisses. And it's on Ghost's wordless command that he abandons the crowd of hopefuls. Meandering over to him, well aware of all the looks following him as he sprawls himself in Simon's lap unabashedly.

It's a unique rush of power having the man they all want at his beck and call. To take a sip of whisky and shamelessly kiss it into his mouth. Making sure just a little spills over painting a golden line for him to lick up.

Keeping his eyes on the crowd and bathing in their envy, their hunger and their shock.

He indulges for a few minutes, let's Soap shower him in affection while keeping him and the room in check with his dominance over the situation.

It's a game they both know Ghost will lose down the line, will drag Soap out of the club like his life depends on it. Maybe throw him over his shoulder just to make a point.

But not yet. Now he makes sure Soap drinks some water and sends him off again with a well aimed slap to his arse.

And Johnny smiles bright and wide. Drifting into the crowd, the crowd that is apprehensive at first but before long they can't help themselves. There's some wary glances shot at Simon, but his ongoing indifference seems to embolden them. Crowding Soap like moths would a light.

And Ghost finds himself suddenly enjoying clubs a whole lot more. Revelling in Soap's obvious bliss and the knowledge that the man who drives the whole dance floor senseless will follow him in the blink of an eye.

Let them get their hopes up, he's got nothing to fear, to be jealous over because he knows the only thing that matters:

Soap commands the whole room without even trying, but Ghost is the only one who commands his attention.

[frobby]

rin 1000000% has a list somewhere of things hes good at that yukio is bad at