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myketheartista · 2 years
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on my knees, crying, pleading, shaking my head and slapping the floor: please god, please stop putting really soft and cute jonmartin art on my twitter feed, i’m so weak and incurable, i’m trying to stay sane in these trying times, i don’t think i can take another picture of them hugging, i can’t stand how jon is so small in martin’s arms LEAVE ME ALOOOOONE
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radioves · 2 years
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btw i feel i should point out the part where it was specifically martin who acknowledged the listeners, not jon. anyways bye
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nightmarevore · 3 months
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guys , does anyone listen to the ma.gn.us ar.chi.ves. the new episodes in t.m.ag.p really made me go back down the j.m.a.rt rabbit hole and i think jon would protection vore in the changed world. fuck my life dude
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teamfortresstwo · 6 months
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Still clinging on to the hope that TMP is going to be non-eye coded. I hope it’s like web or spiral or fuck if it’s corruption or lonely that’s be great!
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tunamoth · 9 months
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What if I like do a drawing for every single episode of tma?
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gendiegremlin · 1 year
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
that is all
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boygirlctommy · 1 year
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I owe everything to that hermit archives au fr fr who would I be without my best friend Martin Killsalot Blackwood
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cemeterything · 5 months
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can you plsplspls elaborate on the tma fanon thing i wasnt around for the theorizing and hcs what were people saying
oh my god where to begin lol... the "Tim is just a dumb flirt" characterizations, the polarization of Gertrude as either a tough mother/granny figure or Mean Old Bitch instead of a flawed, ruthless but incredibly compelling woman, in general the girlbossification of every female character at the expense of their characterization (Sasha Georgie Melanie Annabelle et al. i am so sorry oh my god...), Jon being a wet blanket who just does whatever Martin tells him to (did we forget he sent Martin to investigate Jane Prentiss in S1 and openly admitted on tape that he didn't care if Martin got eaten by worms), Martin cutesy cinammon roll cottagecore woobie characterizations (Martin is a BITCH and i like him so much better that way), "everyone is mean to Jon for no good reason", Gerry being an MCR fan (i love MCR but he's GOTH he canonically listens to heavy metal PLEASE listen to another band), and - and this is my most petty personal complaint - but the way avatars were flattened into aesthetics and consigned to the hell that is the perfect victim/irredeemable abuser dichotomy, instead of acknowledging that they represent the REPEATEDLY STATED IN-TEXT THEME of how our choices have consequences and our refusal to acknowledge our complicity in hurting others or willingness to excuse that suffering under certain conditions can lead us down darker paths.
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One of the weirdest things I love about TMA is how embarrassing it all is. Like, romanticism is fun sometimes, but embarrassment equally so.
If you've ever meaningfully interacted with the supernatural, you know that shit can be awkward. If you've ever had an office job, you know how embarrassing it can be! Pretty much if you've ever experienced any form of life, you know how embarrassing a day of existence is.
And my god Jon's life is embarrassing! He can't stop getting kidnapped, he doesn't have any friends, he can't even get his job done due to infinite supernatural interruptions. That's really embarrassing.
He's an adult who effectively has to relive being a child because he's thrust into a world that no longer makes sense, and that vulnerability is so real!
But Jon's not the only one who's going through embarrassing stuff, oh no! Martin is hopelessly in love with his cruel boss who barely looks at him; Tim and Sasha hooked up only for Sasha to break it off against Tim's wishes; and hell, Melanie literally got laughed off of YouTube and BECAME A MEME.
These people are going through awful, otherworldly terrors, but not once is it ignored that they must still suffer through painstakingly awkward everyday moments too.
I suppose it comes down to realism. Understanding that the supernatural can become just another part of life in an annoying way, and letting the characters be normal fumbling people makes it hit so much closer to home.
I think all this is why The Magnus Archives is popular not only as horror, but as an explanation of human relationships; the everyday realism is so deeply entwined with the otherworldly but both exist in their own right. And this in itself is realistic, as how far away is horror from your daily life, really? And how different is fear to embarrassment?
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masao-micchi · 1 year
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what if jonah was yeeted out of elias mid season,, and the actual elias was pretty much on and off his consciousness the whole time so he only has a vague idea of what’s going on
so he just... Tries His Best to adapt to whatever’s happening kjLKAJSKLDJ 
elias: yes rosie i totally did not forget about that meeting with that man you said i had a meeting with. yes i know what it is about, we will be discussing... institutely things.
elias: yes rosie i am perfectly capable doing these micro.... soft egg cells. (deletes the whole sheet) see? 
elias: (pacing around the office, alone) what the hell am i supposed to do in here?! just stand around and do nothing?! (beholding shows him an image of jonah just standing creepily, stalking his employees through the Eye). 
oh so i just literally stand around and do nothing also wHAT THE HELL WAS THAT -
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obviously people start noticing stuff but when he runs out of three piece suits he has no choice but to come clean to the archives team LMAOOOO
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jon: melanie stop beating him up i think he’s telling the truth 
(punching noises in the background stops) 
tim: how did you know? you using your creepy eye powers again, boss? 
jon: no i mean, look at what he’s wearing
martin: and don’t get me started on his eyeliner 
EXTRA COMIC HERE LMAO
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im sorry i think i’m on an elias/jonah brainrot as of the moment hhnghfNFDGH 
OK I JUST NEEDED THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM IM STUDYING IM STUDYING GOODBYE AGAIN UNTIL MARCH 
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magpod-confessions · 23 days
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what i'm scared about for tmagp is that they're writing it just for the fans.
i feel as if there's been a lot of content meant specifically for the tma fans to enjoy, "oh there's gerry! there's your office romance, minus four seasons of slowburn! there's this and that and everything you want" and while it's good to keep fans in mind, I fear it's only keeping the fans' interests in mind, not the story or plot. as much as I disliked the ending of tma, it was perfect for every possible reason, and I don't like that the lack of closure has been (possibly? probably) solved with chester and norris. we all want to see jon and martin again, which is exactly why we shouldn't. if everything is done for the fans, they end up controlling the work, and nobody ever said fandom was fantastic with plot decisions.
that being said, I am really liking tmagp so far. despite my critiques, it's cool, it's interesting, it has mysteries and I want to know more. plus, I really missed the statements, so it's cool as all hell to hear new formats and everything. the redcanary story especially was perfect. and all the characters seem very real, they're interesting and while the relationships feel a bit rushed, they are interesting and funny and I want them to be okay (which will likely not happen but yk)
i’m rambling at this point, but you get what i mean!
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cult-of-the-eye · 3 months
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tma characters and whether we'd be bffs:
jon:
absolutely not.
we'd be too similar and hate each other
also he'd hate me and i'd cry
love the guy as a character but would be INSUFFERABLE to be around
i would try to fix him and then get jealous when martin does it better
martin:
i'd chat to him but it would take a while for him to open up so i'd get impatient
i'd try to trauma bond with him cause i'd sense that we have the same traumas but he'd just...refuse
so i'd just like see him as my really nice kinda boring coworker who i could be such good friends with if we ever got drunk together or something
tim:
oh yeah. we'd be BESTIES
we would yap at each other, i would be so comfortable around him, we would bond over childhood traumas and joking about them, we would bitch about jon and just generally have an awesome time
we would be insane though cause i feel like we're both shit at commitment so we would only text like once a month but the love is still there
chaotic sibling vibes
sasha:
yeah we'd be friends
she'd low key stress me out cause she's pretty and super duper smart and insanely cool and funny
so i'd say weird things out of nervousness but she'd still talk to me because of some inexplicable reason
love her :)
side characters:
gertrude - no. old white people scare me
joshua gillespie - yeah we'd have one awesome conversation and i'd spend the rest of my life trying to replicate that
father burroughs - fuck no. priests creep me out. i'd get into interesting conversations about religion with him though
daisy - hell no. girl's terrifying. she'd want nothing to do with me.
basira - also no. she'd remind me too much of my mum
melanie - HELL YEAH. DISASTER QUEERS UNITE. she'd be mean to me and i'd be self deprecating to try and get her to be my friend
gerry keay - yeah man. i'd be so intimidated and definitely say something weird but he'd laugh at me in a good natured way
Thats it :)
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possiblyawesometmblr · 3 months
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alright *cracks knuckles* i'm putting up the corkboard
so: what the hell is going on with the magnus protocol (an opinion essay by me):
i think that this is exactly what was presented to us at the end of the tma finale. the ritual worked. it sent the fears to a brand new dimension, and that's what we're now seeing. an entirely different universe that it just a touch to the left of the one we've already seen, and how they're dealing with the fears. and the biggest difference is that they, unknowingly or not, have followed exactly what they talked about in tma -- the fears are far more complicated than simply splitting them into 14 seperate entities.
that's why the cataloging system is such a nightmare in a huge binder. they haven't tried to seperate the fears, because they see them as they are -- far too intertwined with each other to be able to effectively separate them. that was the whole point of the apocalypse ritual in tma, anyway -- you cannot seperate them. they don't work like that.
what we're seeing here is a direct continuation of what annabelle cane promised: the fears are in a new dimension. and it's time to see just how badly the gang from tma have doomed them.
(i also can't explain how the whole chester and norris thing happened but i think it's something along the lines of "something something oh god physical forms don't carry across dimensions very well". i'm convinced that's jon and martin. 3000%. just need someone to explain how tf they got IN there. i will also bet money right now that augustus is jonah.)
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rubykgrant · 5 months
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(Segment of my story, How It Feels, with Jon and Martin recovering at Daisy's cabin after leaving London, and before the Eye Apocalypse happens. This in particular focuses on Martin, how he's changed since being in the Lonely, and how he is also still himself. This involves tooth loss and feelings of depression/disassociation, but isn't gory, and leans more toward being comforting. Inspired by the art of @lonelyslutavatar ~)
Jon is quite proud of himself for responding to Martin in a very calm manner, instead of rushing in and assuming the worst.
The calm quickly shatters when he sees Martin standing in the bathroom, face a mix of embarrassed and worried, holding two teeth in the palm of his hand.
Several teeth-related horror stories from past statements flash into Jon’s mind (the apple, a few dozen about some sort of “evil tooth fairy” that were probably not real but still upsetting, and several connected to the Flesh and the Hunt). Jon nearly starts to panic as well, but somehow he composes himself, and moves slowly, helping Martin sit down on the lid of the toilet, and begins trying to figure this out.
Martin has some pain in his jaw, but nothing feels “broken”, and there isn’t any blood. The teeth look “fine”, except for the fact that they aren’t where they should be. Jon asks Martin to open his mouth, and it doesn’t appear as if anything is infected or irritated. To be thorough, Jon runs to get a small torch.
“I’m VERY close to freaking out! Just so you know!” Martin says, loudly.
“Yes, I’m- I’m sorry, I’ll be there in a-”
“ANOTHER ONE JUST CAME LOOSE!” Martin is able to spit it out before yelling the news to Jon. He does NOT want to swallow any of his teeth.
“I’M COMING BACK! HERE! HERE I AM!” Jon stumbles to a stop at the small door, and walks back in carefully.
This time, Martin opens his mouth WIDE, and Jon shines the little light to see properly.
“Oh,” Jon says after a moment.
“Oh? Oh, WHA?” Martin asks, making sure his mouth doesn’t close.
“Oh, um… I sort of see the- er, the issue?” Jon answers, without actually giving Martin a real answer.
“Wha ih ih?” What is it?
“Well, I can see the empty areas, where your teeth were, and… it looks like something is, er- pushing them out?” Jon elaborates. Martin finds this description unhelpful and worrisome.
“UH HUH UH AH EEE?!” The fuck does that mean?! Good God, what was in his mouth?
“Sorry! There are NEW teeth coming in! Like- like when we lose our baby teeth, and-”
“I AREHEE AH I AHEE HEE! HOW OOH I HAH OR!?” Martin demands, and after a brief second of trying to translate it in his head, Jon realizes Martin has just said- “I already lost my baby teeth! How do I have more!?”.
“Uhh…” before Jon can say anything else, two more teeth fall out, helped by Martin’s attempts to talk. These were from his top row, on the left side. They completely leave Martin’s mouth, and land in his lap. Martin groans, irritated. Jon tries to speak again, before something else distracts him. “If- I had to guess, which is all I’m doing, I’m sorry, this- this might be like your OWN spooky puberty?”
Martin groans again, giving Jon a glare.
“You were working with- hell I’m just saying his name, Peter, you were working with Peter for a while, and before that you were working at the Institute. That changed all of us, a little bit, but Peter really pushed you along, and… what finally made me change and become something more than just human was- I died. Sort of. When I was in that coma, I was pretty close to being dead, but then I came back. You were… you were almost ready to fade away when I finally found you, and then you came back. I think you might have become something more than just human,” Jon pauses a moment, to let Martin have a chance to understand what he’s saying… and because another tooth falls out. “And we saw what happens to ME when I don't feed on any statements, so… you haven’t been doing anything at all when it comes feeding what you are connected to,”
Jon places his hand on Martin’s cheek and turns off the torch, letting Martin know he can close his mouth again. Martin does so, and then immediately gives an angry huff, spitting still another tooth into his hand. He gathers up the rest in his lap, so he’s holding all of them together.
“What the hell. The isn’t FAIR. Your- your eyeballs didn’t fall out when YOU changed! And why my TEETH?! Am I supposed to start eating people? Peter didn’t even do that!” Martin blinks a few times, uncertain. “I mean, I never SAW him to that…”
“This might not be so LITERAL. I doubt this is a sign you need to actually eat anybody-”
“Pff, whatever, you don’t KNOW…” Martin scoffs.
“What I mean is- sometimes when people like us change, it isn’t always straight-forward. This might be more… like it symbolically represents the way loneliness can, er- consume you? Eat you up?” Jon is leaning back against the wall opposite Martin, arms crossed anxiously. He hunches his shoulders up, as if to shrug in a way that asks for approval.
Martin does not exactly “approve”, but unfortunately, he’s beginning to see that Jon may have a point. He also remembers that nightmare he had, as if it had been some kind of “punishment” for rejecting the Lonely. The fact that Martin can now remember Peter purposefully pulling him into the Lonely to avoid true and permanent death added up as well. Did the Eye punish Jon when he wouldn’t feed it new fear? Yes, he supposes so.
“Wonderful. So my teeth are falling out as a METAPHOR. And what am I even supposed to DO about it? Read statements that are relevant to feeling forlorn and isolated?” Martin now feels THREE teeth pop loose. Great. More to add to the collection in his hands.
“Perhaps not…” Jon ventures another guess. “That’s sort of the specific thing I’m stuck doing. And it started even before the coma, remember? So maybe- was there anything you did while working with Peter that might have been related to feeding this particular kind of fear? It might have even been something that seemed almost normal, but the more it happened, the more it had an affect on you, and when you stopped, you felt strange?”
Martin’s first reaction is to just say NO, because he’s in an ornery mood (Why shouldn’t he be moody? His teeth are falling out! He has a right!). Instead, he tries to give Jon’s question some real thought…
When Jon was still in the coma, and Peter first became the “new boss”, Martin had initially tried to take on more responsibility as a way to shield other people from the problems that came from working so closely with… a man like that. The most unnerving part was how pleasant Peter seemed. He often asked Martin to come along as his personal assistant when he went on various errands; some were clearly for meeting with other unusual people part of the whole Fear situation, while others were part of the more normal side of business for the Magnus Institute.
These people, in either situation, would usually not even acknowledge Martin at all until Peter made a point to turn to him, ask a question or make a request, and then they’d startle to see there was a WHOLE man there beside Peter. When Martin got more used to it all, he’d speak up on his own, blatantly pointing out when somebody was giving Peter incorrect information or outright lying. In those moments, they were not only surprised that Martin existed, they were suddenly INTIMIDATED by him.
Peter was very amused by this, and proudly complimented Martin on being so “accomplished”.
Yeah, that may have been how this started.
Martin was well practiced at going unnoticed, keeping quiet, fading into the background. That was a good way to keep yourself safe. It was also a good way to be lonely. The shock of suddenly being given attention no doubt fed Peter’s patron Fear plenty of Martin’s own nervous energy… and when Martin did it on purpose, making himself known with an aloof sort of confidence, it caused unease in other people. The Lonely probably loved feeding on all that.
That was the start… but what turned it into a pattern, something that Martin had to continue doing, and also something that he did without thinking about it?
It finally occurs to Martin that what was happening when he first left the Lonely might be a hint; the sleepwalking. That never happened back in London, not exactly. However… very often, when Martin left the hospital after visiting Jon, or took a break in the evening in the middle of working late, he would walk through the city and let his mind wander.
No, that was putting it mildly. He’d feel a growing disconnect from his own feelings and thoughts, and whatever remained gave him a sense of bored contempt, if anything.
He blended into the crowds, but still wasn’t “part” of it all. Martin remained separate, even in the shared experience of riding the bus or waiting for a light to change.
Occasionally he would pop into a store and use the self check-out lane, or even a bar with no intention to mingle or drink, and he would go unnoticed.
All around him, he would see people talking to each other, or chatting on calls, crying over break-ups, getting into arguments, lying about what they were doing, waiting to meet somebody who wasn’t coming, staring at displays in stores of things they longed to buy but couldn’t afford, getting frustrated after searching for a job all day, trying to be funny for friends or deal with a stressful visit with family… Martin could nearly picture himself, as if looking on from another point of view, and he was nothing but a nameless face on the street.
Obscure and forgettable. Martin would walk on, automatically, no effort in reaching his destination. It was eventual and certain. He may as well be a memory, instead of somebody who was still there.
Then he would be back at the Institute, or at home, and his thoughts would click back into place. Maybe he’d take a shower, or have something to eat. If it wasn’t too late and he was done with research or paperwork, he’d watch something on TV. It was alright. Mostly.
In the current situation, with Martin sitting on the toilet in a bathroom of a safehouse in Scotland, trying to figure out why he’s losing his teeth… he thinks that he’s finally connected some dots, and sees the bigger picture.
“Yeah… well, um- I guess maybe when I would walk around London and sort of lose myself in groups of people, without interacting with anybody, that was possibly like feeding on loneliness. So. Maybe I just need to do THAT again,” Martin looks up at Jon again, now the one checking to see if what he’s saying makes any sense.
“Hmm… it might work when you go out to buy us supplies. You’ll be around people again, and- whatever lonely feelings they have,” Jon nods, though he doesn’t look happy about it. That’s fine. Martin isn’t happy, either.
“What if I… Jon, when you got REALLY bad, you compelled people to talk about things when they didn’t want to. What if I VANISH somebody? What if I can’t control this?” Martin asks, and as soon as he closes his mouth, he has to spit three more teeth into his hand.
“That is upsetting, I know…” Jon replies, reaching out one hand to place on Martin’s shoulder. “But, listen- a few days after I started to really try and rein myself in, one of the people I compelled actually showed up at the Institute again. I was… well, I- erm…”
“You were outside, sneaking a smoke,” Martin guesses.
“Yes, FINE. Anyway, I thought they were still having problems because of me, and I immediately apologized and assured them it wouldn't happen again. I was honestly sort of distressed about that, I didn’t want to go find everybody I had compelled, because seeing me might just make them even MORE afraid, but I still wanted to say I was sorry… well, this person told me they only came there to explain they weren't angry with me. They didn't forgive me exactly, but-,”
“What, they wanted to rescind what they said before? Like, withdraw the complaint?” Martin raises his eyebrows at this.
“Something like that. They told me… they weren’t having nightmares anymore, about me OR what I made them talk about. It had faded after a while. They also told me that it sort of helped, in a weird way, to finally confront something they’d been ignoring for so long. And now they knew, the world had scary things in it, that was REAL, and they weren’t crazy for wanting to be careful…” Jon sees Martin wants to jump into the conversation, but has to pause to catch another tooth that has escaped. Jon continues talking, knowing what Martin was going to ask.
“The reason I didn’t say anything at the time- I didn’t want it to seem like I was making excuses. Oh, this person says the nightmares stopped and they faced their fears, this means nobody should be mad at me anymore! Hell, no. I still forced people to share private thoughts and experiences against their will, and that wasn’t right. I’m only telling you this NOW because I’m hoping that you being around people in public, absorbing whatever you need, THAT will be more like when I read the statements. The fear and the hurt already happened. You aren’t making it worse. If you keep ignoring this hunger, then… it will most likely get more intense, but even if that happens, you still might not vanish somebody to death. People even escaped from what Peter did, occasionally. I just don’t want you to feel… hopeless,”
“OK… yeah, OK. This is still pretty fucked, though,” Martin says, trying to steady his breathing.
“Yes. And it will probably continue to be fucked. But we can try to help each other feel better,” Jon smiles down at Martin, and somehow, that makes a tense knot in his chest loosen.
Jon waits with Martin as the last few teeth come loose, and gets a small glass jar for them. After some “Should I leave them under my pillow?” jokes, Jon grabs the small torch again to see what the situation is with Martin’s new set of teeth…
“You really don’t feel them growing in?”
“Uh-uh,” Martin may not physically feel the teeth coming into place, but he has noticed that the ache in his jaw is gone, and the weird grinding has stopped (that was probably his weird new “spooky” bones making room for his weird new “spooky” teeth. This sounded like such a stupid problem when he thought of it that way, but there just wasn’t a better term unfortunately).
“Well, they’re almost all here, and- they’re sharp! Martin, your new teeth are POINTY!” Jon uses his hand not holding the torch to tilt Martin’s head back slightly.
“WHA? LIE A HA-HIRE?” What? Like a vampire?
“No, not like that… you don’t have fangs, exactly… oh lord, I can see them rising up!” Jon says, and now Martin is starting to get annoyed that he sounds EXCITED about this. “They’re wider, and sort of flat… Martin, I think these are like- like shark teeth!”
Jon has set the torch aside, and is now holding Martin’s head with both his hands, leaning him back even more so the light from the ceiling shines into Martin’s mouth. Jon is pushing aside Martin’s upper lip to see the teeth as they move through the gum better, and that is IT, Martin is DONE.
“GEH YER FEE-HERS OW UH I OW!” before Jon can translate that into “Get your fingers out of my mouth!”, Martin actually SNARLS as a final warning, Jon whips his hands away, and just to be dramatic, Martin CHOMPS his mouth shut.
His new teeth are officially finished growing in; all the severe ridges fit together. Sharp, solid, and strong.
Shark teeth... really? Was that just the Lukas Brand? Martin has to turn half-way into a SEA MONSTER? For the aesthetic?
Jon knows Martin wasn’t actually going to bite him… and Martin knows that Jon knows this. Which is why Jon still looks more fascinated than afraid of Martin’s new MONSTER TEETH, and that just makes Martin want to try and snap at him again. Jon can see that as well, and he starts to snort laughter. Martin wishes he was strong enough to stay furious, but the corners of his mouth betray him, curving into a smile.
Yep. All his human adult teeth fell out, he’s got weird spooky shark teeth now, he’s damn near close to laughing about it. He must be mad. Oh, well. So is Jon.
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rebeccasteventaylor · 15 days
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Listening again…
So whatever happens to Celia, happens regularly. And Jack relies on her for something…
‘No past left to face’ - oh, Alice, you know Sam has a past..(where the hell is Alice getting coffee, all the coffee shops in London close at 4pm)
Alice is clearly worried about Gwen and Celia. I think Alice is like a guardian angel of the OIAR, taking care of everyone, making sure they don’t get caught up in the cases, helping Teddy get away.
But Alice is also clearly scared of whatever is following her. (Oh yes, computer glitched when Alice said ‘it’s nothing’ and when she said ‘I’m not bothered’ )
Oh, I love this casement. The way it just slowly seeps into their consciousness, changes them without noticing.
Sutherland Macdonald was a real life tattoo artist in the Victorian era. He has a Wikipedia page. I presume they think he did the tattoo. It wouldn’t be the first time a real person has been part of the Magnus backstory. Oscar Jarrett doesn’t appear to be real though.
Oh god. This sounds so much like Jon. I miss Jon and Martin.
Everyone is having weird dreams this episode.
So the ‘lying’ noise comes when Alice says ‘that’s right!’ about not thinking.
If the computer knows when someone is lying / something in the computer knows LITERALLY EVERYTHING. Oh - it’s the Eye. Whatever is left of Jon in there - it’s got the power of the Eye. And whoever - Jon, Martin, what I think is Jonah - is making sure everything is recorded.
Lena canonically screams at the horrors…
I still think Gwen is doing good, somehow, I think she’s investigating. Perhaps - she’ll save Alice?
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klm-zoflorr · 3 days
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Oh boy
So I was drawing Sasha as Archivist and thinking about my role reversal Melanie king is head of the institute/annabelle and jon switch/Elias is the Stranger AU... And I got a whole bunch of ideas regarding Annabelle and. Dare i say an outline of how I could write the actual story instead of random one shots showing off off-camera scenes ??
So, picture this.
S1 Happens™ relatively as normal except Sasha is the Archivist and Jon is... Not there. Sasha picked Tim and Martin as her assistants. No Annabelle yet just hold on that thought for a minute. Everybody else is happy. Sasha had previous knowledge of... Well pretty much everything tbh. She's a cautious one, Melanie picked her as the Archivist pretty much just because there was a vacancy and she thought she'd do the job fine.
Prentiss business is dealt with pretty much as in canon.
On the 29th of July, 2016, a certain Annabelle Cane comes to give a statement about a childhood encounter with a strange weaver. It certainly... Left a mark on her, but she's moved on by now and she just wants to put that behind her. Why has she moved on? Bigger problems in her life. Like, her parents dying unexpectedly in a fire when she was just 16 years old, and having to fend for herself since then. She's barely 20 years old now. No support, no family, nothing.
So, she does give the statement. And then... Everything pretty much goes to hell. Worms everywhere. Prentiss. Oh god oh fuck. Martin gets eaten by the not them although they won't realise that for quite a while. Anna and Sasha get wormed pretty badly.
A week later. Annabelle can't stop thinking about the institute. About... How exhilirating it was to feel in real danger. The possibilities of learning more about everything that ever went wrong in her life. A true encounter with the supernatural.
She wants to know more. And that's how she joins the Institute. Let the nightmare begin girl you're not leaving until you're scarred half to death.
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