The Ghost Of A Gay Cat Haunted/followed You?

What Your Favourite Magnus Archive Ship Says About You

Jon/Martin- You are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of pining from afar. 

Jon/Tim- You are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of deep seated mistrust.

Martin/Tim- You regularly call for ‘missing Tim hours’.

Sasha/Tim- You wanted good things for Sasha, and really, who wouldn’t?

Jon/Georgie- You have very strong opinions about Jon being alt in college.

Daisy/Basira- You want a girlfriend who can and will fight you

Melanie/Georgie- You hypothetically want a girlfriend who can fight you, but really you want a girlfriend who’ll hold you

Sasha/Melanie- You have written at least one fic about Archivist Sasha

Sasha/Jon/Tim/Martin- You think the only way the found family trope can be improved is if they all smooched.

Sasha/Jon- You are heterosexual

Elias/Peter Lukas- You realised far too late that shipping something ironically will inevitably lead you to shipping it sincerely

Elias/Jon- You just want Elias to step on you.

Michael/Gerry- You think that there is no better trope than opposites attract. You also probably have very strong opinions on Gertrude Robinson.

Michael/Jon- You are a monsterfucker. 

Michael/Sasha- You think season 1 was the best season.

Helen/Melanie- You think season 4 was the best season.

Jon/Gerry- Your addiction to sad boys, doomed by outside forces has grown so big that one day you were like ‘hey, what’s better than one sad boy? Two sad boys’

Jon/Oliver/Gerry- This is the same joke as Jon/Gerry but even more so and you have a thing for goths.

Gertrude/Agnes- When the phrase ‘tied together’ was said, you heard ‘soulmates’.

Jonah Magnus/Barnabas Bennette- You love things that are so sad, can we get Fs in chat?

Im only 7 episodes into the penumbra podcast and im already attached to this Peter guy. And if anything happens to him I WILL cry.

hades explaining that he’s the god of the dead, not the god of death

*shows up a day late to TMA H/C Week With Starbucks* howdy

Anyway, this is my fic for Day One of TMA H/C Week! It’s a day late, so if that’s against the rules, you ( @themagnuswriters​) don’t have to reblog it. But I enjoyed writing it anyway!  The theme for day one was  Self-worth Issues  ♢    Pretend  ♢   Shaky hands. hope you like it!! 

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I'm gonna miss this

Cause im gonna need this eventually

Have you ever wanted to listen to just the magnus archives episodes regarding one specific fear? Well look no further

The Eye -  I am to be a king of a ruined world, and I shall never die.

The Dark -  “The blanket never did anything.”

The Vast -  Enjoy Sky Blue

The Lonely -  “No one is coming.”

The Flesh -  Come, meat, be my guest, and let thy gifts to me be blessed.

The Desolation -  Don’t Be Afraid To Burn

The Spiral -  “How would a melody describe itself when asked?”

The End -  “The Moment You Die Will Feel Exactly Like This.”

The Stranger -  “Be Still, For There Is Strange Music Here”

The Hunt -  “What’s the time, Mr Wolf?”

The Slaughter -  “Silk will not stitch The Butcher’s meat”

The Corruption -  “Love that consumes you in all ways.”

The Web -  “It is polite to Knock.”

The Buried -  “The only thing you have to do is DIG.”

The Extinction -  “We can’t escape the ruins of our own future.”

Magnus Archives AU where everything is the same except Jon can somehow, inexplicably, see the Ao3 tags for everyone's life hovering around their heads.

Most people have either a #happy ending or a #sad ending, but occasionally he spots an exciting #ambiguous ending sitting over someone's shoulder. One memorable classmate in university had #happy ending #sad ending #bittersweet ending #ambiguous ending #lol idk where this trainwreck is going have a nice trip.

He can't see his own tags, but he finds a somewhat petty amusement in the #idiots to lovers tag hanging around Martin's head when they first meet, and he thinks he feels sorry for whoever it is that will eventually steal this man's heart.

a concept. richie's ending scene except when he finishes recarving R + E and gets into his car, we see, further down the bridge, e + r

This is several days late but I caught feelings and ended up writing a little scene for what if Jonmartin encountered TWO beds at the safehouse, inspired by this wonderful post by @dickwheelie ! 

Jon runs through his list of reasons again and again and again, the same way he wishes he could run his fingers through Martin’s hair. Excuses excuses excuses. Ways to talk around it, around himself, around the truth that’s opened up beneath the two of them like The Sunken Sky ever since they escaped Lukas’s Lonely. Ways to give Martin the emotional space he surely needs after months of Loneliness, or maybe ways to keep himself from having to be brave.

Jon isn’t about to walk in with a love declaration anymore than he already has, anyways - he’s nowhere near brave enough for that, not to mention Martin almost certainly doesn’t need to hear it right now - yet somehow asking to share a bed with Martin feels like doing just that. Jon doesn’t want to do that to him, not now, but, selfishly, he isn’t sure he can take being separated from Martin for even one night after everything. He Knows that vestiges of the Lonely still cling to Martin’s breath, sees it in the blink-and-you’ll-miss-it translucence of his fingertips, hears it in the clumsy way his small laughs stumble out of his unused chest and seem to startle him. The idea of leaving Martin alone frightens Jon to his core.

He doesn’t want Martin to be alone ever again, and now that they’re so close, with memories of the Lonely fresh in his mind - Martin’s face in his hands, warm brown returning to his cheeks as he gasps and Sees, his smile, oh, his smile - it feels like extracting another rib to think of being apart from him. Jon had been so close to losing him. A part of him is worried that he still might.

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