2021-03-01 1:49:04 ¶ ●

spidermart, spidermart, does whatever a spider,, can’t, makes jon sad, lots of angst, good thing hes not canon, look out, here comes the spidermart

[image description: a digital drawing of jonathan sims and martin blackwood on a dark background. martin is a white man with grey hair that goes brown at the roots, wearing a brown jacket with a large fluffy collar and glasses. jon is a medium-skinned man with short, greying brown hair and several visible scars, wearing a green jumper. he has a glowing green eye on his forehead, and several other green eyes surrounding him.

martin is facing away from the viewer, most of his face obscured, but he is wearing a grin. four large red spiders are crawling out of his eyes and mouth, one of them hanging by a thread. jon is looking at him in horror, one hand raised to his mouth, with tears in his eyes. he is asking “martin… what has she done to you..?”. end id]

2021-03-05 1:07:11 ¶ ●

i rly dont have an excuse for this @vanillaa-sky n i jus think tma deserves more fun fashion i guess n tim and martin especially <3

[image description: a digital drawing of tim and martin from the magnus archives, drawn in a very simplistic style with watercolour-style colouring. tim is a tall white man with short dark hair in a quiff. he is wearing a pink and black plaid dress, with lots of frills and bows and an attached choker, and black leather platform boots with heart shaped buckles. martin is a fat, slightly smaller white man with brown curly hair and red heart shaped glasses. he is wearing a yellow fur coat, leather trousers with a cow print, and red heeled boots. they have matching red streaks in their hair. tim is leaning on martin’s shoulder and looking at him with a smile. martin is holding his coat closed with one hand and has his eyes closed with a big grin. end id]

2021-03-07 5:07:07 ¶ ●

somewhere in europe, maybe - angelheartbeat - The Magnus Archives (Podcast) [Archive of Our Own]

babe wake up new fic just dropped

you into sappy romance? you into boyfriends teasing each other? you into proposals? you into believing in the possibility of a happy ending for jon and martin? you into cuddling on the cold floors of the tunnels? well boy do i have the fic for you!

2021-03-07 18:41:18 ¶ ● ⬈

thoriffix:

> i rly dont have an excuse for this @vanillaa-sky n i jus think tma deserves more fun fashion i guess n tim and martin especially <3

> [image description: a digital drawing of tim and martin from the magnus archives, drawn in a very simplistic style with watercolour-style colouring. tim is a tall white man with short dark hair in a quiff. he is wearing a pink and black plaid dress, with lots of frills and bows and an attached choker, and black leather platform boots with heart shaped buckles. martin is a fat, slightly smaller white man with brown curly hair and red heart shaped glasses. he is wearing a yellow fur coat, leather trousers with a cow print, and red heeled boots. they have matching red streaks in their hair. tim is leaning on martin’s shoulder and looking at him with a smile. martin is holding his coat closed with one hand and has his eyes closed with a big grin. end id]

2021-03-17 18:49:14 ¶ ●

2021-03-22 18:55:09 ¶ ●

not enough english teacher jon fics take advantage of the fact that poetry is a big part of both english gcses

2021-03-25 18:29:53 ¶ ●

🧍‍♂️

2021-03-25 19:35:50 ¶ ●

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Honest opinion?

(im assuming this is about the tma finale)

i am very happy very sad and a tiiny bit.. underwhelmed? i think it was a very good episode but not necessarily a great finale if that makes sense? having the statement made a lot of sense for like,, the format of the show lmao but i think i was hoping for a more character based finale instead

THAT BEING SAID. hoooly shit gay people. gay people kiss… i am going to have a Moment

2021-03-25 20:31:20 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

skyberia:

> skyberia:

> > please i just want him to have a bodycount

> none of you are allowed to say that this backfired bc it didnt. i expected this. look at the tears streaming down his face. why do you think i put those there.

2021-03-25 23:11:52 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

valtsv:

> ily: i love you

> ilysm: i love you so much

> wygigttd: WHERE YOU GO, I GO. THAT’S THE DEAL.

2021-03-25 23:42:24 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

officialspec:

> one way or another. together.

2021-03-25 23:51:25 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

akidachi:

> after months of work its finally finished!
> happy finale day everyone! its been an honor!

2021-03-25 23:59:26 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

transmascsteveharrington:

> Wow Martin did really get his kiss after Jonah died on the top of the panopticon while they “press the button” to reverse the apocalypse never stop believing in your dreams folks

2021-03-26 1:02:24 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

agnesmontague:

> transjon:

> > transjon:

> > > so now in every universe now there is a jon & there’s a martin and in every universe they either find each other or they don’t and either way they know, even if they don’t, that they did find each other, once, and it was horrible and beautiful and so, so, unfair, and despite that, despite the horrible, beautiful, unfair briefness of that, their existence there, and in every universe, has value, even if it disappears forever, even when it does disappear forever, even when it did disappear forever, even when all that remains of them is the vague longing for what once existed, somewhere else, sometime else, someone else,

> > > and some part of them both knows this, even when they’re different, even when jon never knew georgie, even when martins dad never left, even when they never met, even when they met each other sooner, fell out of love in uni, married as soon as it was legal, whatever happened, every time… in each universe. somehow. in some way. some parts of each other. knives and blood and tears. the tight grip of jons hand around martins wrist as he died. something about birthmarks where you died in a past life. what about birth marks where, in a past life, you killed someone you loved?

> > so maybe it goes like:

> > in this universe jon’s parents never die. he gets to grow up. he’s an only child, and he never meets mr spider, and he grows up and he goes to uni and he meets georgie, and he gets a job, and he marries georgie who did not watch her friend die, and they grow up, and realize they don’t work anymore, not because either of them is wrong for the other but because it just doesn’t feel right anymore. somewhere in his mind there is a memory of someone. some image. vague shape of a person. it’s not georgie. he doesn’t know who it is.

> > or:

> > in this universe martin’s dad doesn’t leave and they meet in university. in this universe they fall in love. in this universe martin’s dad is still there, and he’s still painfully aware of the fact that his mother will eventually die, but his dad stays and he gets to be a kid, and then a teenager, and then a young adult, and jon is insecure about himself, still, and he doesn’t meet georgie, and maybe he should’ve, maybe he could’ve, but he doesn’t. they marry at twenty five, and they move in together, and the flat isnt worth the rent but its something, and they get ordinary jobs, and they live ordinary lives. somewhere in their bodies is the ache of something equal parts unsettling and familiar. like biting into a peach with a bad tooth. canine stuck in the sweet flesh of a perfectly ripe fruit. blood and nectar.

> > maybe –

> > in this universe jon doesnt exist. martin does, though. his mother dies, and hes alone. what happens to him?

> > or:

> > they meet each other in bad circumstances again. they hate each other, this time, but its equal parts hate and longing. they don’t understand why. when jon dies martin doesnt understand why it leaves a gaping hole inside of him. something saying again. you did it again. you didnt have to. this time you didnt have to.

> > or:

> > when martin joins the institute jon remembers. martin doesnt. it feels like a bad dream. jon loves him. martin loves him back, eventually, and this time it isnt too late, and this time they dont live on borrowed time. this time. this place. this one.

> > or:

> > when jon dies so does martin. the atoms that made up their bodies mix together to form two people, different people, a jon that is as much martin as he is jon, and a martin who is as much jon as he is martin. they live in different cities in different countries and never meet. something is always missing. something is always gone.

> > or:

> > when jon wakes up he doesn’t dare say the word. he doesn’t dare even think it. for now everything could be anything. everything is still everything. in the box the cat is both dead and alive. in this corner of this particular universe who he won’t name is both dead and alive. both here and away. both still and moving. in constant motion on the atomic level. still in his absence. the moment stretches on forever. in another place martin is both still and in motion. in another place martin has his eyes closed, too. both of them are breathing. both of them are afraid.

> > or maybe:

> > their bodies are never found. flowers start to grow again. georgie comes by now and then, and so does basira, but nothing is ever found. in another world they exist as two broken people holding each other upright. blood still stains jons shirt, and martins hands, but the knife is gone. when he coughs there’s no blood. the scars are still there. he has nightmares again, but they’re normal. martin has nightmares too. neither of them talk about them for weeks. they stay together. the cabin isn’t there anymore, because it’s not their world. they have each other, and it’s enough. most of the time it’s enough.

> The very first time I remember you, you are blonde, and you don’t love me back.

> The next time you are brunette, and you do.

2021-03-26 1:28:22 ¶ ●

maybe there are martins who slipped into the lonely during a gcse maths exam and never returned and maybe there are jons who knock on mr spiders door at eight and martins who were web all along and jons who were never drawn to the eye and martins who were archivists and jons who were not.

and maybe there are martins who never find love and maybe there are jons who marry georgies and martins who settle down and have children and jons who never date at all.

and maybe there are martins who are invisible and whisper in the ears of those alone and maybe there are jons who seek out fear without a hint of guilt and feed their masters greedily and martins who reek of apocalypse and nightmares and jons who wear other peoples skins and martins who hunt and claw and bite and kill and jons who revel in the choking depths of mud and earth and martins who are monsters and jons who are monsters too.

and maybe there are martins who couldn’t kill jons and maybe there are jons who wouldn’t let themselves be killed.

and maybe there are martins who find jons, and maybe there are jons who find martins. maybe there are martins and jons who are in love, who get married, who settle down with a white picket fence and a dog, who break up after five months, who have a messy divorce with drawn out court proceedings, who don’t fit together and who do, who complete each other wholly, who ruin each other’s lives, who never meet but make eye contact once on a train and feel a fleeting moment of… something.

maybe there was one martin and one jon. maybe there are infinite.

but there was a martin and there was a jon and maybe they are dead and maybe they are alive and maybe they are safe or running for their lives or kayaking across an infinite lake but most of all they are together. one jon and one martin who found each other and scraped and clawed and fought to be right for each other and took years to be the kind of people who worked together and had no time to be together at all until the end. who knows where they’ve ended up. but goodbye, and good luck.

2021-03-26 20:40:46 ¶ ● ⬈

thoriffix:

> maybe there are martins who slipped into the lonely during a gcse maths exam and never returned and maybe there are jons who knock on mr spiders door at eight and martins who were web all along and jons who were never drawn to the eye and martins who were archivists and jons who were not.

> and maybe there are martins who never find love and maybe there are jons who marry georgies and martins who settle down and have children and jons who never date at all.

> and maybe there are martins who are invisible and whisper in the ears of those alone and maybe there are jons who seek out fear without a hint of guilt and feed their masters greedily and martins who reek of apocalypse and nightmares and jons who wear other peoples skins and martins who hunt and claw and bite and kill and jons who revel in the choking depths of mud and earth and martins who are monsters and jons who are monsters too.

> and maybe there are martins who couldn’t kill jons and maybe there are jons who wouldn’t let themselves be killed.

> and maybe there are martins who find jons, and maybe there are jons who find martins. maybe there are martins and jons who are in love, who get married, who settle down with a white picket fence and a dog, who break up after five months, who have a messy divorce with drawn out court proceedings, who don’t fit together and who do, who complete each other wholly, who ruin each other’s lives, who never meet but make eye contact once on a train and feel a fleeting moment of… something.

> maybe there was one martin and one jon. maybe there are infinite.

> but there was a martin and there was a jon and maybe they are dead and maybe they are alive and maybe they are safe or running for their lives or kayaking across an infinite lake but most of all they are together. one jon and one martin who found each other and scraped and clawed and fought to be right for each other and took years to be the kind of people who worked together and had no time to be together at all until the end. who knows where they’ve ended up. but goodbye, and good luck.

i still had thoughts about this concept, so i wrote a fic about it (linked under fic)

2021-03-26 20:42:22 ¶ ●

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Ur the only tma fan I follow (that talks abt it a lot anyways) so I would like to ask: tma fandom are you okay

absolutely not

2021-03-28 2:25:39 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

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2021-03-29 2:07:01 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

hi-its-tutty:

> [id: a gif of dark green text with a like green outline. it is animated to look like water. the text says “i am not sorry for my huge titties or the multiple atrocities i have committed.” end id]