#save jacksepticeye

[the3rddenialist]

What is wrong with him

[chvse-brody]

It's okay to cry.

You are not alone.

You are loved.

You are needed here. 💚

[andaboop]

Hand the blood soaked doctor his scalpel, nothing bad ever happens once sharp objects are involved, trust me I would know

[sheergeekypanic]

Head in my hands he's so pretty.

[miloss-world]

Save me..jacksepticeye playthough of detroit become human....save me

[unpredictably-ghostly]

You have to answer correctly | 3 scary games (10/8/23)

at 35:47, jack's laugh glitches and loops. part of a scene where two offscreen characters are joking about a clown: the preceding dialogue on screen goes:

"you think that guy has a family?"

"hm, maybe he's got a dying clown wife or something?"

"you dick."

"haha" <- the audio glitches and face cam disappears.

the guy working as a clown does not come home, leaving his kid behind (he was seemingly divorced, or at least separated from the mother.) there are missing cases.

(the man is hired by a tech company and is experimented on, turned into a robot. game ends with "do you remember who you are?")

jack asks at the end of the game "i don't know if there's anything after this, or if it just stays here?" it cuts to this:

then to:

his eyes move from side to side while an overly cheerful recording of his voice plays over top- in a style mimicking that of the robot in game. the way his face distorts and stretches into a smile is almost reminiscent of what happened to JJ's face in his Jolly Jaunts video.

the final glitch of the video looks like this (emphasis on eyes again?):

then returns to the more standard glitches used for ordinary transitions between games:

[seaswalllow]

"you know," Marvin says. "scrimshaw was a whaler's art. the only thing they had to turn their hands to in the pitch of night."

Henrik eyes him.

"I didn't know you knew so much about whalers," he says dryly, and Marvin cocks an eyebrow in amusement as he picks up on the unspoken surprise.

he's been getting good at that. something about that should scare Henrik- being seen, right through the thick steel walls, as very few people had ever done. one of whom is missing, one of whom is in a coma, and one of whom-

his neck itches.

"too grounded, right?" Marvin's voice startles him out of his musings. he can't read the magician's expression, even though his mask lies, discarded to his side. it seems... amused, but there's a set to his jaw he doesn't know how to parse.

"I would've expected you to know about- esoteric alchemies and illegal secret societies. not-" he gestures mutely.

Marvin sniggers. it's not an unkind sound, for once.

"scrimshaw's a powerful thing in the right hands, Schneeplestein. i like having powerful things in my back pocket."

he hums, considering that. power is a fraught discussion between their ramshackle crew, of its terrible beauty and the ways it kills, surely as a blade.

Marvin leans back, but his eyes never leave Henrik. Henrik swallows down the prickling in his mouth, and meets Marvin with rather more of a challenging look than he intended.

regardless, something about it pulls a corner of Marvin's mouth up.

"i didn't take you to be the squeamish type."

he snorts.

"squeamish? no. you could be performing hiruspicy every other day and i wouldn't care."

surprise sparks on Marvin's expression, quick and bright as a fleeting comet.

"the good doctor is familiar with the occult?"

Henrik's own lips quirk up.

"i do pay attention, you know."

Marvin hums with something close to amusement, and rests his chin on a hand with a smirk that Henrik has come to associate with nothing but trouble. it's a change from the careful hunger lurking in the back of his eyes, and Henrik decides to welcome it. they'll have time to chase it, when the sweetness of the dusk has worn off into the cold thrill of the night.

"hard to keep your eyes off of me, is it?"

"like trying to ignore a very needy cat," he agrees, and arches an eyebrow as Marvin sputters, content. if Marvin thinks he is going to be an easy tease, he is very, very wrong. it's half the fun, after all. "a siamese, perhaps. they're certainly loud enough."

he's going to milk this moment for all it's worth. Marvin swats at him, graceless in his outrage, loose as he only ever is with them.

"a pedigree siamese," Marvin informs him with all of the pomp and hufiness of a proper cat, and Henrik pretends to consider this for but a moment. it's reassuring, really, that for all of his mystique, Marvin lets himself be read, even this small bit, by their small, raggedy family.

"you followed us home from the streets, jumped in through the window, and wouldn't leave," Henrik says. he manages a deadpan for all of a minute as Marvin screeches in wordless outrage, before it cracks, and he smirks, chest humming with warmth.

Marvin glares for a moment longer, before he too, softens, and he slumps against Henrik's side.

"mistreated, i am. fucking mistreated! i come here, offering mystique and knowledge, and instead, i am called a catboy."

"Chase did say you looked nice with the cat ears," he muses. "i think it makes you look ridiculous. it's by far your most ridiculous profile picture."

Marvin squawks.

"i told him to delete that."

"because Chase is so good at doing what he's told," Henrik says dryly, and leans back onto his hands. "trying to do anything with this group is like herding actual pigeons."

a soft snicker. Marvin doesn't actually disagree, though, and he counts that a match won as Marvin looks back up at the skies. like this, he's startlingly vulnerable. not soft- never soft. but looser, almost; a blade sheathed rather than a blade waiting to act.

he pauses. considers that. blades, and guns, and fists. scalpels, and wires. when had they started to see everything, including themselves, a weapon?

i like to keep powerful things in my back pocket, doctor, says Marvin. says their brilliant, terrible, clever magician, with cleverer fingers and wily tricks, who's never quite learnt how to say things the way he wants to without it biting in.

"where did you learn it?" the question is sudden in the quiet, and it startles marvin into straightening back up.

he doesn't answer for long enough that Henrik genuinely thinks he won't be getting an answer. he's fine with that, letting it lapse back into the silence.

"a friend taught me," Marvin says, and it's not Henrik's imagination in how distant he sounds. "we were younger. bored. he figured giving me something new to throw myself at would distract me for like, five minutes."

"wise friend," Henrik murmurs, at a loss for anything else to say, at what to do with the sheer wistfulness in Marvin's voice. it's hard to call it anything other than longing.

"the wisest. i gave him a stupid little skull with a pun carved into it. all shitty and lopsided."

Henrik knows which skull he's talking about. it's sitting on an empty shelf in a room they carefully walk around, with the door always closed.

"it was your first," he says, instead, and Marvin smiles, bitterly. the good times, when they got second chances.

the concrete is cooling underneath his knuckles, and he eases off of them with a wince, shaking bloodflow into his hands. Marvin is studiously pretending not to watch him, instead lazily sketching out constellations in the skies, wisps of light trailing after his fingers like an after image.

he doesn't really know what to say to this strange, lopsided conversation that tilts from dangerous grounds to steady ones, and back again. Marvin is- difficult to keep up with. it's like chasing a thunderstorm. thrilling, thrilling beyond belief, and he can't stop coming back to watch the lightning play across clever fingers, but it means that he is frequently left wrong-footed, and the good doctor does not like to be left without clever words.

"you should teach us," he finally says, apropos of nothing. Marvin doesn't scoff, exactly, but the huff is more disbelieving than he'd like it to be. he presses forward, as he always does. "Jameson can and will make a worse pun."

"you must really want to stab Jackie," Marvin notes, and the wicked edge to his smirk is back. "or you just want the excuse to play with more bones."

Henrik waves a hand at him. "if i wanted to play with bones, i would clock in an extra shift."

"no comment about Jackie? i see how it is. you're not convincing us you work at a hospital, ethically, you know."

he only shrugs, willing his face to settle into the most deadpan it's ever been.

"that's not a no."

"it's not a yes," Marvin counters, and Henrik reads it in the unclenching of his jaw: yes it is.

he allows a smug smile to flick across his face, and without further ado, hauls himself to his feet, offering a hand to Marvin.

"what, now?"

Marvin stares at him; not quite taking his arm, yet, so aloof, yet so close.

Henrik arches an eyebrow.

"we've all learnt the lesson of taking a tomorrow for granted, haven't we?"

Marvin considers him for a moment longer, and Henrik genuinely could not begin to tell you what he's thinking. they're never going to understand each other, not fully, but the chase is alluring enough. Marvin does take his hand, though, and pull himself upright; another quiet victory.

"i'll even do you the favor of keeping Jackie's fingers in one piece," Henrik informs Marvin in as magnanimous a tone he has learnt from him.

Marvin laughs- genuinely laughs, and yanks on a forelock, carefully.

"careful with those promises, doctor."

"i always fulfill them," he says, and then wraps his fingers around Marvin's wrist- Marvin still hasn't let go, after all this time.

he pulls them towards the house, its lights flickering on and shades pulling closed as Jackie inevitably begins his evening rounds. he pulls them towards the house, towards each other.

(he keeps his promises. he may not be very good at saying them, hands carefully wrapped around the hands of others, but he will keep them.)

[dramaticalcorgi]

MAN i was really expecting chase to say “marvin?” to the voice in his head 😭

but WHO is echo ?? 

[isa-ghost]

My first impression of you was that you were very intimidating, but now it's that gremlin leash meme except we are both the gremlins and there is no one holding our leashes and we are about to unleash uncoordinated chaos together

Looks at my oc blog. Looks at Duskhaven. Looks at Goldray. Smiles

[taikeero-lecoredier]

Damnit, even thought Im not in the jacksepticeye fandom anymore, I was very distraught to see the old blog @wrong-anti deactivated. So many good quotes gone :( Does anyone have some quotes saved by any chances ?

[pinkibot]

To add towards the hype train of the new IRIS content out tomorrow, here's a doodle of Chase I did in my sketchbook from a few nights ago :)

[youvereachedthebadend]

Why don’t you want to?

"I-I don't know! I don't even know if I don't want to or if I just can't." He presses his hands to the side of his head and squeezes his eyes shut. "Just—don't. I—I don't know what we're talking about..." He says that last part in a whisper so quiet you almost miss it entirely. "Just... don't."

[wannabezangoose]

Here's a funny little AU concept I came up with >:3c

IRIS: SAVE_THEM

-help_tale but IRIS Project (with all the ego AUS and interpretations and whatnot)

-Chase is the one to be given the locket (by Echo maybe???), which in this case is a pocket watch with the IRIS logo engraved on it.

I already have a fanart idea for it with Chase holding the watch high in the air with a bunch of fucked up amalgam hands grabbing his arm

[nebulousfishgills]

Not me slowly re-entering my Detroit: Become Human phase after finally being able to buy the game

[sweetheartvalle]

favorite video game?

god this is a toughie, but if i had to pick ONE (aka my fav of all time) it’d have to be life is strange. it was such a good time on youtube waiting for the episodes to come out & i just miss it sm. RACHEL AMBER U DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER!!!

[tournament-of-the-twinks]

Welcome to Tournament of the Twinks!

Characters included in the bracket

Round 1 A & B has ended

Round 1 C & D has ended

Round 1 E is up! & F is up!

Round 1 G & H tba

Links to polls under the cut

R1A

R1B

R1C

R1D

Round 1E

Matchup 1: Noise from Roleslaying with Roman vs Yukito from Cardcaptor Sakura

Matchup 2: Al Leon from Appare-Ranman! vs Ingo from Pokemon

Matchup 3: Oscar from Tea for Two vs Kajiyama Fuuta from MILGRAM

Matchup 4: Damien from Dream Daddy vs Marvin the Magnificent from Jacksepticeye

Matchup 5: Tamaki Suoh from Ouran High School Host Club vs Daniel from Camp Camp

Matchup 6: Mike from Roleslaying with Roman vs Gowther from Seven Deadly Sins

Matchup 7: Felix Escellun from Last Legacy vs Anasui from Jojo's Bizzare Adventure: Stone Ocean

Matchup 8: Bailin from Bailin and Li Yun vs Hatori Sohma from Fruits Basket

Round 1F

Matchup 1: Diego the Squire from Nimona vs Keith Kogane from Voltron

Matchup 2: N from Pokemon vs Lilia Vanrouge from Twisted Wonderland

Matchup 3: Twink from Q-Force vs Chuuya from Bungou Stray Dogs

Matchup 4: Asra from The Arcana vs Tobias from Faroff

Matchup 5: Jermey Heere from Be More Chill vs Nico di Angelo from PJO

Matchup 6: Ennon from Good Omens vs Sigma from Bungo Stray Dogs

Matchup 7: Yule from Wild Beast Forest House vs Errol from Tea for Two

Matchup 8: Shang Qinghua from The Scum Villian’s Self Saving System vs Akito Sohma from Fruits Basket