hybrid signal - gayprophets - The Magnus Archives (Podcast) [Archive of Our Own]
Tim looks back at the ground to make sure there’s no more of Grimaldi’s bits lying about, ready to twitch back together and stand her fucking nightmare of a body up again, all angles and joints in the wrong places, a jack-in-the-box torso and a stolen throat wired into a fiberglass neck, stretched out far too long. She’d be different this time, no doubt. Missing pieces, but still just as garish and twisted-
He’s moving before he registers what he sees, panic catching in his chest like his ribs are made of kindling. Jon’s face is peering out beneath a slab of drywall, beneath a supporting beam, just a dark, wet eye, a scrap of hair, and a pool of blood.
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tim, jon, and the pain of trying to do your best in spite of it all. on inhumanity, love, betrayal, and forgiveness.tim time is here. i’m horribly nervous about this one- i quite genuinely was not planning on ever posting it. but! i did. its here. and i think it might be some of my best writing. so. hope you enjoy.