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My dear Jonathan…

Written for @jonahmagnusweek

Day 1 - Letters

It has been years since Jonathan Fanshawe cut all the contact with Jonah Magnus.

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Jonathan Fanshawe has never given much thought to his future. There hasn’t been any reason to dwell on it too much; anything can happen any time, there is no point to plan anything; no one can predict what will come. Besides he usually has had much more important things to focus on! There have been so many things he wanted to figure out and discover. There has been his hubris telling him he will be able to. Of course he hasn’t had time to concern himself with his future.

That being said though he never imagined he would end up as a local doctor in small village in the middle of Switzerland. But well… anything did happen indeed.

It has been years since he cut any contact with Jonah Magnus. It has also been years since he left England and if he said he is not missing London he would be lying. But it isn’t that bad. His life now is much more… peaceful. Also more frugal. But that is fine. He can be actually helping people instead of chasing his own ambition. He can do some good for a change.

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I did it guys! Jonah Magnus week day 1!

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Crimson Kisses

Written for Day 2 of Jonah Week

Prompts: Community

Jonah is an adult, he is not going to stoop to that irritating Italian’s level.

Honest.

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The wine glass in Jonah’s hand wobbled as he tried to sip at it without pouring it down himself. This would be easier if he didn’t have his head resting in Barnabas’ lap, a fact that Jonathan had reminded him of several times this evening. The rim of the glass rested on his lip and he began to tilt it ever so slowly when a hand shot out and tipped the glass over his face.

Jonah spluttered and coughed as he breathed in the wine. He rolled off Barnabas’ lap and onto the floor of the lounge he and his friends were resting in. Barnabas was complaining about the wine soaking into his trousers, Jonathan was sounding far too pleased with himself for Jonah’s liking while the rest of the room was alternating between pretending to be worried and stifling their chuckles into their own drinks. The little Italian prick was laughing his heart out, still leaning over the side of the couch.

Jonah looked to his glass, empty on the floor and then up to Barnabas’ that still stood on the side table next to the couch.

He was an adult. He was not going to engage in some sort of childish food fight. It would be juvenile and petty and so much fun.

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Early mornings and the visits of Mr. Magnus

Written for @jonahmagnusweek

Day 3 - Pressure

Jonathan  Fanshawe has been having a problem sleeping lately. Name of that problem is Jonah Magnus.

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Jonathan Fanshawe is awakened by the sound of insistent knocking. Few years back he might have been concerned by such urgent peruse of his attention in the middle of the night. Is someone dying? Has anyone been deadly injured? Or struck by a sudden illness?

Nowadays emotions that sudden late visitors strike in him could no longer be described as worry. It is mostly just an annoyance.

He yawns and sits up. His hand reaches to his night table for a candle and matches to light it up with. Then he considers if he should change from his night clothes since he doubts he will be able to fall back asleep after this interruption. Another set of urgent knocking makes him finally grab the candlestick and head towards his entrance door.

“What took you so long, Jonathan? I could be dying!”

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Serpent’s Breast

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Rating: T (mostly by which I mean nothing overtly fucked up happens in gory detail.)
Fandom: The Magnus Archives
Characters: Jonah Magnus, Jonathan Fanshawe, Barnabas Bennett (offscreen)
Ao3 Link: archiveofourown.org/works/32734393

“Yes, Dorian, you will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.”  -Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Jonathan Fanshawe frequently asks himself how he came to be where he currently stands, and the answer - all too often - is Jonah Magnus.

Written as part of @jonahmagnusweek for the prompt ‘Manipulation’

Day 1 (Letters) 

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