#tmabb2020

[spookyoats]

My piece for @ajkal2​‘s fic, Just Let The Feeling Grow, on the TMA Big Bang! You can read the fic here :) If you like love songs and soft JMart, this is the fic!!

Thanks so much to all the wonderful mods, writers, artists, and betas for such a fun event. You can check out all the fics in the official blog @tmabigbang​.

Image ID by @drumkonwords​:

ID: [A digital drawing of Jon and Marin. Jon, a dark-skinned man with his brown hair up in a bun, sits in the foreground, facing us. He hold a pencil in his right hand, his left rest on an open note book. Jon looks behind himself to see martin. Also on Jon's desk is his phone, a cup of tea, and the neck of a guitar resting on one edge. Behind Jon, Martin faces away from us. He is a light-skinned red-haired man, and he is laughing as he hangs his hat up. In the back, a gray cat is sleeping in their cat bed.] End ID.

[zelvus-art]

My piece for the @tmabigbang event <3 (Note: you might want to increase the screen brightness, the picture is kind of dark)

Burning Bright in the Forests of the Night on AO3

Author: @triffidsandcuckoos

Summary: A minute after Jon and Martin leave what used to be the safehouse, it catches fire behind them. The Eye may be in ascendance, but with Martin drawing on the Lonely, the Desolation resurrecting Tim, and the Web courting Jon, that might not last forever.

Image description under the cut:

[ID: A digital painting of Martin and Jon walking together and holding hands. Jon is looking fondly at Martin while Martin gazes back to the safe house. The house far behind them is on fire, bright red flames merging with the bloody landscape around it. Jon and Martin are in the foreground.

Martin is a tall, wide, white man with light brown hair and glasses. He has a packed bag over his shoulder. There is a single glowing eye floating by his right shoulder, casting him in faint green light. He doesn't see it.

Jon is a thin brown man with grey streaks in his hair and a face full of eyes. They are smaller than the one behind Martin, but have the same green glow. There are more around his head and shoulders. Jon has a packpack and is trying to hide in Martin's big hoodie. A pink-red spider is trailing after him. END ID]

[talking4the1]

Comic for my fic (that’s concluding this Monday!) 

Due check it out!: 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27917749/chapters/68365177

Characters: Jon (burning the book), and Elias.

[zannakai]

It’s funny, it’s sad, it’s strangely gripping - just like TMA itself! Check out “Till Death, Parted” by @bigowlenergy for @tmabigbang .

And soecial thanks to @drumkonwords for his help with the image ID!

ID: [We see a digital drawing. In a black milk crate, tilted onto it's side, are vinyls. The crate sits so that the spines of the vinyls face outward, toward the "camera". The vinyls have many colors, the one we can see clearly is a dusty pink, with the image of greg hands with an eye on the palm on them. On top of this wire box is a portable record player, is looks like a small red suitcase, hung thrown open, to reveal a record with the tone-arm set on and ready to play. The suitcase is covered in various small stickers and patches showing various images, from cacti, to eyes, to UFOs.] End ID

ID: [A digital drawing. Jon's hands wrap around a glass of brown liquid on a brown table. He wears a black ace ring on his middle finger and another, more complex gray ring on his ring finger. Behind the hands, we see a green cable knit sweater.] End ID.

[johnbitchsociety]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: M

Archive Warnings: Major Character Death

[The young man, MARTIN BLACKWOOD, stands at stage right, his face partially obscured by shadow. There is something running down the side of his face, whether blood or tears is left vague. He keeps back turned towards a panicked figure, JONATHAN SIMS, rushing in from stage left.]

JONATHAN SIMS

[ Shouting ] Martin? Martin?

Martin!

[MARTIN turns, stepping out of the shadows towards him. It is blood, not tears. His left eye is not his own. His eyes never shone that blinding green, never shone with such malice or self-satisfied pride.]

MARTIN BLACKWOOD

Pleasure to see you again, Archivist.

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@tmabigbang

[tmabigbang]

Hey guys, we know that this year's big bang is over, but we wanted to clarify one of our policies again. The mods recently learned of a twitter thread criticizing our stance on explicit fic. 

 To make this one hundred percent clear: the ban on explicit rated fics is a ban on explicit sexual scenes. You are allowed to make references to sexual acts, or include scenes that are "fade to black". Our ban is on explicit sexual scenes/porn. 

 This was not a decision we made lightly, but in the end, we made this rule to ensure the comfort of all participants. This ban is in no way stating that writing sexual content is a bad thing, and in no way will we ever judge any of our participants for creating or enjoying sexual content. But we wanted to ensure that all participants in this event would be comfortable, and our ban on explicit content was part of that effort. 

 We stand by our policy, and it will remain in place for the bang next year. Thank you all 💛

-the mods

[silvandar]

“Called Your Name Til The Fever Broke”

My piece for @tmabigbang art for the amazing fic by @corpsesoldier https://archiveofourown.org/works/27845161 

( Image ID: A digital, poster style drawing of Daisy Tonner in a humanoid wolf form. A large brown furred humanoid with wolf face and tail, and powerful clawed hands and feet. She stands in profile, head tilted upward as she unleashes a howl. Behind her in the background are a huge set of predatory jaws symbolising The Hunt. On the floor beneath her feet is a huge, glowing eye symbolising Beholding. The image has a glowing green background fading to white at the base, and is set into a black border.)

[ohnoimdeathing]

Every Word I Say is Kindling (But The Smoke Clears When You're Around)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27956897/chapters/68469320

my fic for @tmabigbang !!

summary: 

(Won't you stay with me, my darling When my walls start burning down?)

The unknowing left Jon stirring in the nightmares of others, watching their torment and suffering and making everything worse. He wanted to wake up, to go back to Martin, Tim, Basira, even Daisy.

But he didn’t know how to. Until a voice told him to choose

Though, to be honest, he doesn’t remember actually making the choice to stay a monster and live rather than be human and die. The only injury the doctors will talk about is his missing eyes, and why are all the doctors Scottish?

At least Martin is here.

Tags:

Hurt/Comfort, Eye Trauma, Trauma, blindness by injury, Self-Mutilation, It's not explicit though, THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED, Comfort, Amnesia, Permanent Amnesia, Set in Episodes 159-160 | Scottish Safehouse Period (The Magnus Archives), averted apocalypse, Good Cows