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[ID: A promo graphic for the Magnus Archives Fanfic "You have made a home inside of me" by Christin M Kay. The graphic is a digital rendering of a corkboard with photos of the character Elias Bouchard, Timothy Stoker, Sasha James, Gertrude Robinson, and Martin Blackwood. The images are made to look like polaroid photographs and all apart from Gertrude are digital drawings by Pocketsizedquasar, who is credited in the bottom left corner. In addition, there are various post-its with handwritten notes, two scraps of text in another handwriting, a printout of Martin's Statement from episode MAG040 "Human Remains", a teabag, and a map of Millbank with four locations circled in red pinned to the board. Everything is connected by red string, implying connections drawn. There is a small spider dangling next to Elias's photograph. /End ID]

You have made a home inside of me

Podcast: The Magnus Archives

Rating: T+

Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Tim Stoker/Sasha James (not 100% sure yet if romantic or qpr)

Martin staggers with exhaustion as he grabs a broom and starts to sweep the floor of the Archives. For a moment Jon’s heart hurts worse than his wounds.

“Martin, we’ll hire a cleaning crew for that,” Jon rasps. “You should go home.”

Martin stops sweeping and stares at Jon. His broad shoulders slump and he suddenly looks much smaller and frail.

“I can’t,” is all he says.

Oh. Right. This is Martin’s home for the moment. There is no other place for him to go. He had to give up his flat shortly after moving into the Archives. Jon imagines that even now Martin would not be keen to return to the place he was trapped in for two weeks. Jon still feels like that is his fault. The guilt sits cumbersome at the top of his throat, coating it like tough, bitter molasses, refusing to be swallowed down, no matter how often he clears his throat. On days like today, it keeps on pressing down, caulking his oesophagus until Jon isn’t quite sure how to breathe anymore. He survived bloodthirsty worms just to now be suffocated by the defeat in Martin’s eyes.

“I have a guest room,” he hears the words tumble out of his mouth. “It’s small, but it has a pull out in it.”

Martin continues to stare like he isn’t quite sure what Jon is hinting at.

“You could come stay in my flat for a while.”

AUTHOR

@martinbelovedblackwood

Manon, 24, deadly afraid of accidentally sending my dissertation supervisor my latest fanfic chapter and of uploading my thesis about bisexual vampires to ao3

BETAS

@spacestationdaedalus

@pocketsizedquasar

What up I’m Sahar (they/them) I’m 21 and I never fucking learned how to be normal about Manon’s fics

ARTISTS

@jawbonemage

Doc or Fig! High schooler who definitely had enough free time to commit to this stress-free. Big fan of pomegranates.

@fricklefracklefloof

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[ID: a blurred, rainbow-colored fractal pattern on a tan background. In the center of the graphic there is white text that reads "Life In Technicolor." The image is overlaid with out of focus light effects and a vignette gradient in the bottom right hand corner. End ID]

Life In Technicolor

Podcast: The Magnus Archives

Rating: T+

Pairings: Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood

Jon is watching him, and Martin feels just a bit too perceived when he looks at the cup in Jon’s hand, which is the same two-toned grey as Martin’s own.

“Um,” Martin starts eloquently.

“Can you see any?” Jon asks, painfully soft. “Colors, I mean.”

Martin scans the street across from the station. Grey buildings against a grey sky, jutting up from grey concrete, framing groups of people in all shapes and sizes but only one variation of the same color in different shades of light and dark.

“No.” Martin answers. “It’s all just…”

His breath fogs in the air with his words. It feels like he just missed a step going down the stairs, or like all of his organs made a unanimous decision to shift a millimeter to the left. His tongue is sandpaper in his mouth. But he laughs, only in name.

“This is not what I had in mind when I said I liked retro aesthetics.”

Jon doesn’t laugh. Martin kind of hoped he would, because it was an objectively funny thing to say. And because laughing is easier than thinking about what it really means.

“Martin – when did…?”

“I don’t know.” Martin looks down at his tea, staring, willing it to bleed into color in front of his eyes. “I don’t know.”

Or: The Lonely temporarily leaves Martin colorblind. Martin doesn't think it's that big of a deal, until it is. Safehouse fic with colors as a central motif.

AUTHOR

@spacestationdaedalus

Hello! I’m Emma/Moon (she/they) and still not over Jonmartin. Sometimes the curtains are actually blue, but not in this fic they aren’t.

BETA

@magnetarmadda

Mad (she/they) and wildly obsessed with the ways moon is using color in this fic

ARTISTS

@pocketsizedquasar

Hey there! I’m Sahar (they/them) and I’m a sucker for Jonmartin healing together, Lonely-afflicted Martin, and using color to make things Super Symbolic ™. Trust me it’s. It’s super.

@atlas-of-galaxies

Hey! I'm Miles and I love to draw whatever happens to be rotting my brain at the moment, which just so happens to be our most beloved jmart.

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[ID: A line art sketch of, from left to right, Tim, Sasha, s5-Martin, s1-Martin, and Jon. Tim is leaning over to Sasha and asking “Is that…” and s1-Martin finishes the sentence with “An origami banana?” S5-Martin says “YEP!” in all capitals. He is holding up the origami banana triumphantly in his left hand and pointing at it with his right hand. Sasha and Jon look interested but confused, and s1-Martin appears annoyed. Tim’s face is partially obscured by his hand. At the bottom of the Image, there is the text I’m A Sucker For A Kind Word. In the top right corner, an artist credit for captaincravatthecapricious is visible. End ID]

I'm A Sucker For A Kind Word

Podcast: The Magnus Archives

Rating: M

Pairings: Martin Blackwood/Jonathan Sims (x2 because time travel), Martin Blackwood & Sasha James & Tim Stoker & Jonathan Sims

Martin Blackwood wakes up alone in the Panopticon after the end of the world. He stabbed Jon, sent the Fears Somewhere Else, and now he's...in 2016? In this time travel AU, Martin arrives in the past before Jon and has to learn to accept what happened in the apocalypse, figure out how to live without his Jon (and with himself) for a time, and somehow stop the world from ending all over again...all without Elias figuring out he's there.

AUTHOR

@magnetarmadda

Mad (she/they), I'm a queer researcher doing queer research, and that spills over into my writing a lot whoops lol

BETAS

@bisexualoftheblade

hey there my name’s cai and i am such a sucker for time travel

@vanroesburg

hello i’m van and i am here to love martin blackwood so damn hard

ARTISTS

@captaincravatthecapricious

Jasper: An indecisive hobbyist who never lingers too long in any one fandom, style, or form of art.

@girlboss-annabelle-cane

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[ID: A drawing of Jon and Martin from the Magnus Archives. Jon is a thin Pakistani person with medium brown skin and long, curly, greying black hair pulled into a ponytail with a purple ribbon. He has a short beard, and heterochromia with one brown eye and one green. They are wearing a dark green tailcoat with gold eye buttons and are looking back over his shoulder with his back towards the viewer. They have white gloves and black pants, in one hand is a candle holder with a lit candle and the other holds a blood-stained handkerchief. They have a serious and stern expression looking back towards Martin. Martin is a fat Black and Filipino man with dark freckled skin and short, curly, reddish brown hair. He has small glitches on his skin, revealing the bones beneath his face. Fog flows off his skin, hair, and jacket. He is wearing a mauve waistcoat over a pale pink undershirt, a warm dark brown workman’s coat, and grey pants. He is looking over his shoulder back at Jon with a longing expression. Behind them both are stylized swirls of fog in shades of grey surrounded by grey mist and pale yellow light in the center of the image. Between the two is the text ‘White Shores are Calling’ in a swirly, handwriting font. Below, in bold, all capital letters font reads ‘By @ gentlemancrow with art by @ pocketsizedquasar and @grayscaleskies. End ID/]

White Shores are Calling

Podcast: The Magnus Archives

Rating: T+

Pairings: Jon/Martin

...Don't say We have come now to the end White shores are calling You and I will meet again... Once upon a time, high atop a lonely, misty cliffside beside the sea, sat a haunted house… But Head Butler Jonathan Sims has neither the time, nor the patience for ghost stories. Head Butler Jonathan Sims has a house to run, and if he had his way the only sordid tales anyone would be spreading about Magnus Manor would be how preternaturally superior the service had been. Head Butler Jonathan Sims is also dying... Though he does not know this just yet, or perhaps he simply cannot, or will not. Either way, the truth becomes impossible to deny the day he coughs up blood and is suddenly able to see the very beautiful and very transparent man petting the ponies in their paddock. The ghost is called Martin, he discovers, and Martin cannot remember how he died or why he is still trapped there, but Jon is the first person who has ever been able to see him in all his years of haunting. Both so close to the veil, but on opposite sides, they reach for each other at the point where darkness shrouds the truth of the greatest mystery of the universe. The End. Together, Jon resolves to unravel Martin's enigmatic past, the secrets of Magnus Manor, and perhaps even Martin himself to free him from his tethers to the mortal world before his own time there runs out.

AUTHOR

@gentlemancrow

Just two crows in a trench coat (Too short to be three) who likes collecting shiny things and making shiny words.

ARTISTS

@grayscaleskies

Gray, they/them, probably a sentient fog cloud who cannot handle anything sad. TMA is fun! I draw a lot and take a while to do it.

@pocketsizedquasar

Hiya! I’m Sahar (they/them) and I’m in love with Crow’s writing, ghostly Martin (particularly making him Super Spooky ™), and sexy Victorian coats. Like. A really egregious amount of Victorian coats, guys.

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[ID: A promo graphic for the Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic "Il Re dei Ladri" (Italian: "The King of Thieves"). In the top half, the graphic features close-ups of fully coloured digital paintings of four main characters of the fic. From left to right, these are Zolf Smith, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan, Sasha Racket, and Oscar Wilde. Zolf is a white dwarf with blond hair and beard, he is wearing a magical illusionary disguise over his clothes. Hamid is an adolescent brown-skinned halfling wearing fancy clothes and a dragon's mask. Sasha is a white girl with short black hair, Oscar is a white man with shoulder-length brown hair. Both Sasha and Oscar are visibly angry. The bottom half of the promo graphic features a photo of an elaborate Venetian Carnival's Mask in gold tones. It has decorative feathers attached to the forehead and is lying on a highly polished stage floor. The background is a midnight blue velvet stage curtain. In golden, looping font, the title "Il Re degli Ladri - the King of Thieves" is written across the curtain, followed by "A Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic, written by Franzis-Frantic-Thoughts, beta read by Who-Needs-Words, with art by Evieebun125 & Nossorgs" /end ID]

Il Re dei Ladri

Podcast: Rusty Quill Gaming Podcast

Rating: T+

Pairings: Brock & Sasha Racket, Sasha Racket & Zolf Smith, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan & Sasha Racket, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan & Zolf Smith, Zolf Smith/Oscar Wilde, Sasha Racket & Everyone

Venice. The Floating City. An unlikely stage for an unlikely story.

The actors? A group of people who could not be more different.

A runaway girl, wanting to protect her adopted brother. A jaded P.I., trying to make ends meet. A masked thief, supporting the less fortunate. A mysterious client, hiring his services. A group of orphans, building a life for themselves. And a playwright, looking for inspiration.

Join them, as they meet, and plan, and chase their goals. And let the Floating City take you away into a fantastical world full of magic, friendship, and second chances.

AUTHOR

@franzis-frantic-thoughts

Hi, I’m Franzi. You might know me from 1,200 words turned 40 chapters and an epilogue, or 60k estimate turned 96k words. Well, I’m back at it again and this time I’ll break the 100k. #FranziLearnToShutUpChallenge

BETA

@who-needs-words

Hi! I'm Eli and I'm the beta for this fic. Yelling about fic is my favorite pastime, so of course I beta everything I can get my hands on.

ARTISTS

@evieebun125

Hiya! I’m Eviee, big time Hamid lover and prolific artist.

@nossorgs

Hi there! I’m Noss, part-time server grandparent and stream daddy, full-time tired translator. Only partially responsible for milk crimes.

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[ID: A drawing from Rusty Quill Gaming an AP podcast. The drawing is in a monotone blue. Oscar Wilde is seated in a chair in the center of the picture, his expression is a tired scowl and he is slouched forward, his elbows resting on his knees. Sasha and Grizzop flank his sides. They are both turned away and they are both in guarded stances. Directly behind Wilde and mostly obscured is Zolf. He is also turned away looking into a jail cell. Behind the bars are Azu and Hamid, mostly hidden, Azu is bent forward holding Hamid.

At the top and bottom of the graphic there are transparent dark blue bars holding light blue text. At the top of the page is the text 'How Many Second Chances Will We Get' below it says 'Writer: ADHDuck' At the bottom of the page it says 'Artists: Guinevere01 & EvieeBun125' End ID]

How Many Second Chances Will We Get?

Podcast: Rusty Quill Gaming

Rating: T+

Pairings: LOLOMG platonically (including Grizzop, Sasha, and Cel); background Zolf/Wilde (pre-relationship), Barnes/Carter

Usually the only things capable of dragging Grizzop into sleep are either exhaustion or a begrudging acceptance he has to rest for his spells to replenish. Tonight, his adrenaline is miles ahead of exhaustion, and he’s not getting his spells back either way, since they seem to be in an anti-magic cell. So he’s awake when it happens, bow readied across his lap, still as he can manage so he’ll hear any disturbances–one moment, he’s squinting into the empty monochrome beyond the bars, and the next everything is…wrong.

Or: No one gets lost in Rome, but there are consequences to dragging your friends back through thousands of years–namely, reliving quarantine over, and over, and over again.

AUTHOR

@adhduck

Hey! I’m Duck, local lover of Zolf who can’t get over the LOLOMG or the clutch.

ARTISTS

@guinevere01

Hi! I’m Tish and I can’t resist the chance for a happy ending different angsty ending for Grizzop my absolute beloved.

@evieebun125

Hiya! I’m Eviee, big time Hamid lover and prolific artist.

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[ID: Promotional image for Entities and Earthlings, a Stellar Firma and Magnus Archives crossover fanfiction. The art is AI generated and square in formate the base colour is a muted greenish black.The image seems to be showing space and its various constellations. In the top right corner is a wide array of constellations and clusters of stars with a large planet closest to the corner. Dead center of the image is an abstract space station,It is rectangular with giant prongs pointing towards the stars and emerging planets. Shadows darker than the dark green space around it emerge from around ‘Stellar Firma’, reaching out like tendrils towards the celestial bodies. The bottom third of the image is taken up by white text with black borders. In five lines it reads “Stellar Firma x Magnus Archives, Entities and Earthlings, Author: EbenRoseTaylor, Betas: franzis-frantic-thoughts, cuddlytogas, Artists: sirensaviors, jawbonemage.” END ID]

Entities and Earthlings

Podcast: Stellar Firma & The Magnus Archives

Rating: T+

Pairings: David7&Trexel Geistman, David7&IMOGEN, David7&Hartro Piltz, Trexel Geistman & Hartro Piltz. Background pairing Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood. Possible David 7/Bathin one sided pining.

[JONMARTIN] detected.

[SECURITY] alerted.

A post MAG200 fic set during Season 1 of Stellar Firma. Jon and Martin are requesting a planet to contain the newly evicted Entities and starve them to death. Trexel Geistman and David 7 are the planet designers in charge of the creation of this celestial body. Will Trexel and David 7 be responsible for the death and suffering of billions through their incompetence? Given their current track record, it seems likely. But there’s always room for hope, and there’s only one way to find out!

AUTHOR

@ebenrosetaylor

Just an artist performing CPR on the Stellar Firma fandom. If you like tma, let this fic be a bridge to a new world. I normally animate and teach art, but writing on the side helps with burnout.

BETAS

@franzis-frantic-thoughts

Writing a fic for this BB myself wasn’t enough responsibility, so here I am adding my opinion to others’ works.

@cuddlytogas

Finding new and interesting ways to tell everyone I know to listen to Stellar Firma.

ARTISTS

@sirensaviors

Howdy I’m Loon! I joined because I adored this fic idea as soon as Eben pitched it and I really love Stellar Firma. This Pod deserves so much more love and I am determined to help give it to it!

@jawbonemage

Doc or Fig! High schooler who definitely had enough free time to commit to this stress-free. Big fan of pomegranates.

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[Image ID: A dark yellow background with a black silhouette of two hands clasping each other. ‘Juno’ is written across the wrist on the hand on the left whilst ‘Peter’ is written on the wrist of the hand on the right. Beneath the hands in white font says ‘(At The Touch Of Love) Everyone Becomes A Poet’. End ID]

(At The Touch Of Love) Everyone Becomes a Poet

Podcast: The Penumbra Podcast

Rating: T+

Pairings: Main: Juno/Peter; Side: Ben/Mick, Juno/Diamond (mentioned)

When I was younger, my mother used to tell my brother and I this old Earth story about how soulmates were made.

According to some ancient people who didn't know the difference between one solar system and the next - which really just goes to show how they knew, anyways - when humans were created, they were created with two people bonded together. Four arms, four legs, two heads, the whole deal. And they were happy, or whatever, so the story goes.

But then this guy, Zeus - he was the head god, the leader and the most powerful - he got jealous of how happy the humans were. How whole. So he took his big, powerful lightning bolt, and he used it to split each of the humans in half.

My mother used to tell us that soulmarks were the gods' ways of letting us know who we'd been split from, all those years ago. She used to say that it was proof that there was someone, far away, who would be our perfect matches. We just had to find them.

My name is Juno Steel, and in my opinion, soulmates - and soulmarks - are utter bullshit.

AUTHOR

@fandoms-are-my-lifestyle

Hi! I’m Leo, she/her, avoiding the contagious TPP gender crisis, soulmate aus are my shit and I’ve never written one before so here we are

BETAS

@jewishmarkbryant

Watching Leo avoid a gender crisis while writing this fic has been one of the biggest joys and privileges of my life <3

@crowsong111

I love soulmate aus and also kind of know how to edit

@herding-octokittens

Hi! I’m Brie, she/they/???, and queer podcast characters with eye imagery and knife boyfriends transed my gender :)

ARTISTS

@zaraegis

Hello! I’m Zara, horror and podcast enthusiast using my art powers for Evil.

@talking4the1

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