behold, my new hyperfixation

grey, atlas - any pronouns - 16

[hotdrinks]

[ID: A full-body drawing of Jon and Martin from the Magnus Archives kissing in a supply closet. Jon is a thin tall Indian man with long, dark curly hair. Martin is a fat white man with short hair and glasses who is slightly shorter than Jon. The drawing is rendered in murky green colors, with highlights in yellow. Martin leaned back against a shelf, tilting back under his weight, causing items on the shelf to fall backward. Jon is pressing Martin into the shelf, holding Martin's face in one hand and holding on to the shelf to keep it from falling with the other. Martin clutches Jon's shirt, and holds the back of his head. They are illuminated from above by a single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling.

The supply closet is cramped and dirty and filled with many items on shelves. Items include cleaning supplies, boxes, and crumpled paper. Strings of black magnetic tape hang from various shelves and from the ceiling. A mop hangs on one wall near a bucket labeled "MOP WATER (HAUNTED)." There is a CO2 fire extinguisher on the ground, close to a tape recorder, with spools of magnetic tape unfurling from inside. There are two jars labeled "???" on different shelves. One of the jars appears to have eyeballs floating in murky water, while the other has a vague bulbous shape inside that could be a large worm or an organ of some kind. Two ghostly faces are hidden in the drawing, one under a shelf and one in a box. End Image ID]

KISS A MAN IN A HAUNTED CLOSET (still technically kinda in time for @jonmartinweek :3 office romance prompt)

[cloverjester]

The holy trinity of outsiders finding out stuff about TMA

[hotdrinks]

[ID: Four greyscale sketches of Martin Blackwood. He is a fat white man with short, light hair and horn-rimmed glasses. The first sketch shows him on a background of fog. He’s wearing a collared shirt, and looks irritated with his hands pressed flat together as he says “You actually can’t be here”, with “be” underlined for emphasis. The second sketch shows Martin with lime green highlights, most of his facial features indiscernible and his glasses opaque. Dramatic, all-caps block text behind him reads: “What good are maps when the very earth has”. The third sketch shows Martin looking condescendingly off to the side with a smile, flapping one hand dismissively as he says “eh... blah, blah, blah”.

The fourth sketch is the biggest and most detailed, taking up half of the image. It shows Martin, dramatically lit, standing in an open doorway with one hand pressed against the door, his face determined. His hair is messy, and he wears a hoodie, a shirt with the poster for John Carpenter’s The Fog, sweatpants with one leg pushed up to his knee, one sock, and one slipper. In his other hand is a small bag, filled with worms, some of which are trailing on the ground behind him. End ID.] thank you so so much to @saintbleeding for the ID!!

Like to shove him in a locker. Reblog to shove him in. A locker

[crit20art]

[ID: two black and white digital drawings of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives. Jon is depicted as a short, thin, British-Pakistani man with dark, scar-covered skin. He has long greying hair and a short beard. Martin is depicted as a tall, fat, Vietnamese-Polish man with freckles and a medium skin tone. He has short dark hair and patchy stubble.

In the first drawing, they kneel on a nondescript surface, and Martin has both arms wrapped around Jon, gathering him close. Martin’s expression is content and slightly determined as he presses a kiss to the back of Jon’s neck. Jon looks somewhat overwhelmed, as if he is so pleased that he almost can’t stand it, his eyebrows looking distressed even as he smiles slightly. He grips his own shoulder with one hand, and the other has fallen limply into his lap.

In the second drawing, Martin is shown from the shoulders up, presumably seated, and Jon bends down from behind to kiss Martin’s forehead. Martin’s eyes are wide and his mouth hangs open, and he blushes profusely as small exclamation points and a question mark float around his head. A book of John Keats poems is partially visible at the bottom of the frame, as if Martin was reading but the forehead kiss rendered him unable to hold up the book. End ID]

area man menaces boyfriend with endless affection, then gets utterly obliterated by one (1) forehead kiss

More kissing/touch prompts!! @roatmeal suggested a forehead kiss, anon suggested Martin hugging Jon while kissing the back of his neck, and the galaxy-brained @babyyodablackwood suggested Martin being overwhelmed by small displays of affection 😭😭😭 my king WILL learn to be loved i stg

[moonlightsapphic]

I finished listening to the Magnus Archives last night, and just wanted to thank these two users in r/TheMagnusArchives for providing posts that finally soothed my broken heart a little bit in the morning. I hope they can do the same for you, too, if you’re also easily utterly devastated by endings that even have a smidge of dark uncertainty.

[ieattaperecorders]

I'll always believe that the fandom re-interpretation of Elias as a flamboyant, melodramatic theater kid who wears bright green suits and eye-themed jewelry does a disservice to how funny it is that he is, canonically, a very boring man.

[ieattaperecorders]

#Elias is the kind of guy who wouldn't buy a navy blue suit because it's 'too flashy'

#he spent centuries happy in a middle management position#hes supposed to look like the dictionary example of a boring buisnessman

#He's up there with Edward Cullen in terms of extremely boring immortals who pick the worst things to do with their unlimited time

A lot of very good tags on this, but this one in particular:

#he's specifically Just Some Guy: admin flavour#walk into any office and you'll have a dozen eliases#some of them scarier than tma elias#and that's one of his BEST qualities

YOU. *points* you get it. You understand.

[qc-wiggles]

beginning this blog with the very first piece of tma fanart i’ve done, hello.

[saintbleeding]

[ID: Simple, sketchy comic of Jon Sims from TMA. In the first panel, he is shown sitting at a computer. Large text above him in all caps says “Supplemental”. He says “let me check martin’s search history, he may be up to nefarious deeds on the World Wide Web”. Tiny text next to his hands says “taptaptap” as he types.

The second panel shows him clicking on a “search history” button, and the third panel shows the history with timestamps in reverse chronological order:

13:45 boss stalking me?

13:45 tips for dealing with stalkers

13:43 taser gun

13:38 reddit - i (29m) am being stalked by my boss (???m)

13:32 stalking

13:30 how do i know if someone is stalking me

13:15 pepper spray

13:14 signs that you’re being followed

13:10 signs of stalking

13:09 stalking behaviour humans

13:05 stalking behaviour

13:02 frog teacup designs

The fourth panel shows Jon staring, slack-jawed, at the search history as he says “ah-”. End ID.]

[am-ber-arts]

Have a Seat Misery || TMA PMV

Part 1, 2

[streetlight-halo-deactivated202]

happy mike crew monday wednesday

[hjartasalt]

Love making art! Hate it when I have to make the art though

[a-mag-a-day]

I am defending Jon with my entire being here, DESTROYING THE TABLE WAS A SMART MOVE, THE UNIVERSE JUST HATES HIM.

It’s a logical move! How was he supposed to know that the Not!Them would be released? Horror movie logic says break the item!

[thedesolationkilledmycat]

honestly this was one of the smartest things jon (and the series as a whole) did. first it sets up jon as a suitably genre-savvy protagonist who is smart and does what he can with the information available to him. then it shows that the rules of the world he's in aren't fair. this is a central theme of the entire podcast: do what you may, be as self-aware as you can, but you can't outsmart the narrative.

[screenshotsofdespair]

[streetlight-halo-deactivated202]

Theseus’ ship, Schrödinger’s cat, Chekhov’s gun

[thevastnessof]

everyone in s5 talks to jon like he personally intended to end the world when he was just like eating dinner and accidentally set off the nuclear bomb detonator that someone hid under the mashed potatoes. he didnt even know you could do that. Like i know things are tough but give the man a break

[the-magpie-archives]

The things we leave behind are often thought of as irrelevant- it's not what we leave behind, but who. I would argue, however, that what we leave can say much about how we lived, which leads me onto my point: what did Jon and Martin leave behind?

By the end neither of them really had many belongings. Martin might've had a flat during season 4 but the chances of him keeping it or anything in it when moving to the safe house are quite slim. At the point of moving there they each had all they'd be able to carry on a train to Scotland, not leaving much space for sentimentality.

But when the apocalypse started how much of this would survive? The cabin was the epicentre of the change, would anything there really last in a meaningful way, return to normal? But of course they did take some things with them.

Martin jokes about the bandages turning into snakes, so clearly they've had issues with some of their own belongings changing based on domains, so even what was valuable enough to bring with them could have been discarded.

Everything that survived the journey with them would have ended up in their makeshift home of the tunnels under the institute. No doubt it ended up spread out through their shared space, a homely mess, but as we all know there was no chance that it would ever last.

As the institute crumbled and Jon bled in Martin's arms they were lost, evidence of their existence crushed and broken down to dust; but not all of it. Passed off to Basira, abandoned in a location that somehow survived.

One golden lighter with a spiderweb design, and one tape recorder loaded with the last conversation of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood. Their remains.

[not-a-dis-a-ppointment]

this is my favorite fact of all time

[annabelle--cane]

jon is such a suitor. he's such a guy who patiently stands outside a row house in the chill night wearing his good jacket waiting for his prospective companion to finish getting ready so they may attend a showing at the local cinema. he's a respectable and earnest young lad who will finish a night of courting at 11pm exactly.

[ickybugslime]

WHY WOULD U HIDE THIS IN TAGS IM SOBBING THIS IS SO SWEET @cyan-silver