That’s it. That’s the post. This is far too long overdue I need to speak my truth to the public it’s been almost around two years. Sona is a failed original Archivist..
Putting a few pictures from my Instagram on here as well, there seem to be more TMA fans lurking about here than there.
The Elias Bouchard cosplay I’ve been piercing together for the past two months. It has been SO fun to modify and make everything. A fantastic creative outlet.
↻ summary✦ You are approached by Elias in the Institute’s break room, after the confrontation in his office. It does not go well.
↻ word count✦ 3.9k
↻ tags✦ gender neutral reader, elias being elias, toxic dynamic, mind games galore
note: can you tell i got to #106 and felt a certain way about it? after reading all 3k words of this, probably. the sloppiest of kisses to sierra for her suggestions and encouragement + liya for keeping me sane while i agonized over this fic.
“Damn, look at the time. I should go, my break’s nearly over,” Hannah informs you, waving as she heads out. “See you! Don’t be a stranger!”
You wave back anemically, hoping your expression resembles more of a grin than a grimace. With the last straggler gone, you are finally alone in the break room of the Magnus Institute, London. The pressure that had settled over you dissipates.
You had never been a social butterfly to begin with, but neither had you been a total recluse. Yet nowadays, you vastly prefer solitude over interacting with the Institute staff. Their gripes and concerns are so far removed from your own that it’s almost grating. You have to stop yourself from scowling the entire time you’re around them.
You feel a little guilty for being such a curmudgeon, but they’re so… chipper. Oblivious.
so. jonah magnus character study webweaving masterpost (following chronological tma timeline):
“To a man devoid of blinders, there is no finer sight than that of the intelligence at grips with a reality that transcends it. The sight of human pride is unequaled. No disparagement is of any use. That discipline that the mind imposes on itself, that will conjured up out of nothing, that face-to-face struggle have something exceptional about them. To impoverish that reality whose inhumanity constitutes man’s majesty is tantamount to impoverishing him himself.
Henry IV, Luigi Pirandello // tma ep 160 // Inferno Canto XXVI, Dante Alighieri // Maybe one morning, Eugenio Montale // tma ep160 // The Trial, Franz Fafka // Sátántangó, László Krasznahorkai // The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Samuel Taylor Coleridge // Caligula, Albert Camus // tma ep 92 // The Most Secret Memory of Men, Mohamed Mbougar Sarr // tma ep160 (x2) // Nausea, Jean-Paul Sartre // The Rebel, Albert Camus // Caligula, Albert Camus // tma ep 160 // tma ep 106 // tma ep 118 // The Prince, Niccolò Machiavelli // Babylon, Yasmina Reza // tma ep 160 // Bound to violence, Yambo Ouologuem // tma ep 160 // War and Peace, Lev Tolstoji // The Myth of Sisyphus, Albert Camus
