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[Image Description: A three-panel black and white comic of Jonathan Sims, Timothy Stoker, and Martin Blackwood. Top left, Jon sits in a train car on the phone.
Jon: “So nothing’s happened while I’ve been out?”
Top right, A close up of Martin’s head. He’s talking at his phone and has some scratches and sparkles on his face.
Martin: “Not really…”
Bottom, Martin and Tim are standing in an alley littered with bits of clown including the full body of one with a cracked mask in the bottom left corner. Confetti has come out from its head. Tim squats near the ground and looks at Martin over his shoulder, resting an axe on his other shoulder and holding up a loose mask. He wears a kayaking jacket. Martin is standing, still talking on his phone while gesturing with an axe covered in sparkles and something dark.
Tim: “You done yet?”
Martin, still at the phone: “Nothing to worry about!” End ID]
Day 3 of @tmaappreciationweek featuring an au that i drew like once before this where Tim and Martin go clown hunting in season 3, and one of the many versions of tim i can never choose between as my Prime Tim
This is also a piece for the second volume of The Magnus Collection, but for a few reasons I’m sharing the piece here now!
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@tmaappreciationweek
Day 4: Favorite Ship/Season 3/Headcanons
Rating: T
Content Warning: Statement Hunger/Addiction
When Jon came back to his office after months away, with gravedirt still under his fingernails and blood still drying on his throat, he stared at the pile of tapes on his desk for a very long time.
I’ve left some tapes for you in your office, Elias had said as Jon left, still wearing the calm, self-satisfied smile that had been plastered on his face through their entire confrontation, You’ve been away for quite awhile. I suggest you start catching up.
Jon’s first instinct was that Elias could go fuck himself. He had been ‘away’ because Elias had murdered an old man in cold blood and allowed Jon to be blamed for it, so Jon really wasn’t keen to listen to any of his suggestions.
Still, he couldn’t help his curiosity (he never could), so he looked over the tapes. Most of them were neatly labelled in Martin’s handwriting, though one or two were written by Tim, and some were in a hand he didn’t recognize - Melanie’s, if he had to guess.
Case #9900112
Case #9770211
Jon brushed his fingers over the thin plastic labels. How long had it been since he’d seen Martin’s handwriting? It was an odd thing to be nostalgic for, but, well, he had been away for quite awhile. He could forgive himself for getting a bit sentimental.
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