#gerryagnes

[agnesmontague]

no joke im a suscriber to the THIS STORY IS ABOUT AGNES AND GERTRUDE NOW theory so 100% in with the name change. no notes

i'd be shocked if agnes didn't somehow make even a small appearance (though my money's on a large) in tmp since her character was a pretty fundamental pillar of the first series that didn't really get explored enough. gertrude i'm still on the fence abt bc i feel like we got some level of closure about her in tma but that could just be my bias. you know who else i really hope comes back in a big way? gerry

#rambles #tmp #my gerryagnes agenda is. strong.

[magnifigal]

“got a light?”

“hmmm. Perhaps.”

Yeah I think they’d get along swimmingly!

Agnes Montague and Gerry Keay from TMA

@agnesmontague

#magnificart #the magnus archives #the magnus pod #tma #gerard keay #gerry keay #agnes montague #agnes #gerryagnes

[voiceless-terror]

gerryagnes? :)

“Somehow, it’s much more satisfying when you do it,” Gerry muses, watching as the book erupts into flames with just a touch of her fingertips to its cracked leather. He raises his cigarette to his lips, jumping when it ignites without the familiar click-hiss of a lighter as Agnes gives him a wicked smile.

“We might steal you away from Gertrude yet, Keay.”

#asks #tma #my writing #gerryagnes #why is this such a good pairing tho #agnesmontague

[thedeafprophet]

a fashion gerryagnes drawing i did for @tmagerryweek !

(and thanks @agnesmontague for helping me with outfit inspiration) 

#tma #the magnus archives #my art #gerryagnes #TMAGerryWeek2021 #gerard keay #agnes montague

[mindthelspace]

GerryAgnes AU problems: The TMA universe gets way less scary. The entities get mentioned offhand like they’re nothing, entity-based jokes abound, having a patron is like having a poorly-trained pet that sometimes wees on the carpet. Even murder isn’t really horrifying most of the time, because there’s always been a worse and more disgusting murder.

At first I thought it was me defanging the horror far more than I’d ever intend to, but nope. It turns out that’s just sort of what happens when you’re looking at everything through the eyes of two people for whom the horror is normal. For whom all the terror that comes with the entities is just... part of how the world works. 

This is true for Agnes especially. She's been dangerous avatar her whole life on account of having been born tethered to a dread power. She spent decades living off the remains of people her cult tortured to death. She was supposed to destroy the world. Basically nothing that shocks Jon in canon is going to shock her. 

For both of them, the most horrifying things about their own lives are things that can also be found in the mundane world. Abuse, religious control, isolation and dehumanisation. 

It’s definitely interesting, and I’m kind of enjoying it. It’s just going to be hard to convey the perspective without making the powers sound like they’re actually Not That Bad. 

#TMA #GerryAgnes #Agnes montague #Gerry keay

[thechampionofjerkwall]

I think if Gerry and Agnes had met when they were still alive they would've gotten along like a house on fire /crowd boos/ /runs from the rotten tomatoes being hurled at me/

#magnuspod #the magnus archives #gerry keay #agnes montague #gerryagnes #tma spoilers #i dunno guys i just feel like they'd b friends #choco draws things #its been 84 years but im back and sadder than ever

[blog-of-frontiers]

you know gerryxagnes might be a party for one but yes i AM having a great time thank you for asking

#listen. gerry would have taken her somewhere great. agnes would have called him gerry. #the magnus archives #the mag #gerryagnes #listen to me. it's good.

[backofthebookshelf]

"I ALMOST LOST YOU" KISS WITH JONMARTIN OR SHY KISS WITH GERRYAGNES THANK YOU SO MUCH

(in the no-powers flower shop/tattoo parlor au for the sake of not burning gerry's face off)

Gerry's never been one for old-fashioned dating, really. It seems like a waste of time and energy, all that dancing around and spending too much money and being on your best behavior to get someone to like you so they'll spend enough time with you to see you not on your best behavior when they'll inevitably be disappointed. Most of his relationships haven't involved dates at all, more group hangouts that slowly got more private. He'd rather date friends, he's always said, it's so much easier.

But Agnes seems like the type who likes nice dates, and Gerry thinks she deserves to have everything she wants, so one day when he's bringing her the flowers that he's stopped trying to pretend are the day's cast-offs (it's red and orange and yellow carnations, simple but vibrant, and when he lets his eyes unfocus the blurred bouquet is the same color as her hair) he asks if she wants to go out for coffee sometime. Jude snorts loudly from the back of the shop but Agnes just smiles at him and says that would be lovely.

It isn't terrible, or awkward, or a waste of time. Gerry doesn't feel like he's on his best behavior, and he doesn't think Agnes is, either. Sure, the way she flicks her hair over her shoulder with a twist of one pale, elegant wrist is devastatingly gorgeous, but he's pretty sure it's an unconscious gesture. They talk about their families, too heavy a conversation for a first date really, but it's easy to talk to her. She gets it.

Coffee stretches out long enough that the baristas are giving them dirty looks so Agnes suggests the park. Gerry hasn't been to a public park since he was buying weed as a teenager but he agrees because - because he doesn't want to stop talking to her, because he doesn't want to go back to his empty flat, because he wants to see what her smile looks like in dappled shade. He's well on his way to besotted and there are Cure lyrics running through his head and he's too happy to care.

They wind up sitting on a low stone ledge that's been made to look natural but isn't doing a very good job of it. Her smile looks wonderful in dappled shade, it turns out, even more mysterious than usual. Gerry does his best not to stare but she keeps looking up at him under the fall of her hair and goddammit he's almost thirty years old, he's not a teenager with a crush, he shouldn't be like this. But Agnes takes his hand, twining their fingers together, and she leans up shyly toward him in an unmistakable way so he turns his face to her like a flower turning toward the sun (terrible cliché, asshole, he thinks, but it doesn't matter) and lets her kiss him. She's soft and sweet and smells like ink and disinfectant and Gerry's head swims with it like it's an expensive perfume.

"Was that all right?" she asks when she pulls away, too soon. "Sorry, I should have asked."

"It's fine," Gerry tells her, "Great, actually," and he leans in to kiss her again.

#the magnus archives #gerryagnes #just the softest #just the absolute softest thing in the world

[organchordsandlightning]

me, chanting to myself:

his name is raymond fielding not noel fielding his name is raymond fielding not noel fielding

noel fielding is the bake off boy, raymond fielding is the spider that eats children

#(i'm doing a lil gerryagnes thing and theres some similarities between raymond and eric and #(I KEEP being like. what's his name? yeah it's definitely noel)

[napping-in-the-buried]

no brainer jonmartin for the ask. also gerryagnes and martinelias, if you're up for them

Jonmartin:

Martinelias:

It's not really my ship but I do like a good "they're absolutely terrible for each other, unhealthy in every way"-ship from time to time so I can definitely see the appeal

Gerryagnes:

Ok, I have never thought about this before but omg...THE POSSIBILITIES.

#thanks that was fun! #agnesmontague #ask #ask game

[agnesmontague]

manifesting gerryagnes out of thin air because im desperate

#rambles #please. god. just one good thing out of this year.

[cuttoothed]

gerry/agnes (or gerry&agnes), apricity. thank you :')

Sad goth and fire princess deserve a fairy tale ending, is all I’m saying.

8. apricity - the warmth of the sun in the winter

*

He doesn’t expect it to hurt when the page burns, but somehow it does. Whatever vague, liminal space he occupies becomes an inferno, hungrily consuming what passes for his flesh and bone. Gerry has a brief moment to think: Well, that was a bad idea.

Only a moment.

He opens his eyes and finds himself sitting in the grass. For the first time since he died, he can’t feel any pain. Looking down, he finds himself whole, unburned, and somehow feeling more present than he has in years. He looks around.

This place, wherever it is, looks like a garden in winter, stark and beautiful, leafless silver-barked trees and pale grass, crispness in the air like the loveliest November. The sun overhead is bright and warm, but the air is chilly, and Gerry shivers a little. He hasn’t felt cold in a long time. It’s kind of nice, to feel things like that again.

Gerry’s never believed in any kind of afterlife, other than the horrifying limbo of the skin book. But he’s also not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He gets to his feet and starts walking.

The garden is huge. He wanders for the better part of an hour before he hears the sound of humming from beyond a dry fountain. There’s a woman there, sitting on a stone bench, twining dry flower stems together into a garland. She’s the first living thing he’s seen.

The woman looks up as he approaches. She’s slim and pale with long auburn hair, huge green eyes that make him want to sink into them. When he was alive, Gerry was used to women like this looking at him with suspicion or disdain for his dyed hair and tattoos, the long black coat he wore even in summer. This woman isn’t looking at him with disdain, though, just mild curiosity.

“Hi,” he says, raising a hand. She raises one in response.

“Hello. How did you get here? I haven’t seen anyone else around.”

“I, uh, not sure really,” Gerry confesses. “Where is here? Is it all just garden, or is there anything beyond it?”

“I’ve only seen the garden,” she tells him. “I’ve been here for a while, but I haven’t explored much. I - was never really allowed to go anywhere, before. And then here, it’s so big…I couldn’t decide where to go.”

Gerry is filled with a wave of sympathy. He understands what it feels like, not being able to choose things for yourself. He has the urge to help this woman, and not only because she’s the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. Although, she is definitely that.

“We could go together, if you like?” he suggests. She considers him thoughtfully for a moment.

“Yes,” she says, getting to her feet. “I think I’d like that.”

She discards her half-woven garland on the bench and walks over to him, her bare feet hardly disturbing the dry winter grass. Gerry suddenly remembers his manners.

“I’m Gerry, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you Gerry, I’m Agnes.”

And yes, of course she is, Gerry should have known her from the descriptions. And maybe he should be afraid or wary, but he isn’t. He thinks they’re both far past that now.

“What way do you want to go?” he asks. Agnes shrugs.

“I don’t mind,” she says. “But - could I ask you something? Can I hold your hand while we walk?”

Gerry’s heard the stories, but he’s twice over dead. What’s the worst that could happen? And Agnes looks so hopeful.

He holds out his hand, and she takes it in hers. Her fingers are warm, but not unpleasantly so. She squeezes a little, pleased.

“All right, Agnes,” he says. “Let’s see what we can find.”

She smiles at him, and it warms Gerry like the gentle caress of the winter sun.

#tma #the magnus archives #gerryagnes #ficbits #my fic #writing prompt

[voiceless-terror]

gerryagnes and the og..... jonmartin :)

GERRYAGNES

1.  What made you ship it?

This wasn’t even something I thought about until I saw a bunch of art with Jon, Gerry, and Agnes and a venn diagram...somewhere. it made a lot of good points, from what I remember. And I thought about how much they have in common, and how interesting the three of them together would be....but then you gave me a prompt for gerryagnes by themselves and i had a little oh moment that made me want to write a fic without jon for the first time xD and thats is NOT something i ever thought i would do!

2.  What are your favorite things about the ship?

They both have such fucked up childhoods and grew up fully immersed in the fears... i think about them connecting over their shared complicated relationship with Gertrude too. They just have so much potential for fun escapades as well, and I think they’d make a good book burning team. I want Agnes to get to know someone who’s in her world but doesn’t think of her as a distant, untouchable messiah! I have a very distinct idea in my head of Gerry looking at Agnes with heart eyes when she turns a Leitner into ash with her hand and just goes ‘that was the most badass thing ive ever seen please run away with me.’ 

I wish this was a popular enough ship that I could have an unpopular opinion about it xD

jonMARTIN

1.  What made you ship it?

I didn’t ship this until the end of season one- i got a little warm and fuzzy when jon offered to have Martin stay in the archives, but it wasn’t until they had their heart to heart in the penultimate ep of the first season, and then martin’s statement afterward when he’s so guilty about leaving them behind that I started to have real feelings about it. That’s what really nailed down Martin’s character for me, and I’ve been gone ever since.

2.  What are your favorite things about the ship?

It’s one of the best, romantic slow burns I’ve seen in media tbh! It didn’t really hit me until my second listen just how much foundation was laid for it in canon - the second season lunches, how Martin is so willing to fight for Jon and help him, Jon’s lowkey pining with Georgie, the slow fondness that creeps into Jon’s voice when he mentions Martin’s name (you can hear it early on and it gets me every time!!) While they have a lot of shared trauma, that’s not the only thing that bonds them (let me link Martin to a few dozen AUs on ao3, okay) and I think you can really see that at the end of the fourth season even with just the few interactions we’re given (the episode that launched a thousand ‘good cows’ posts). Anyway now I’m rambling and putting too many parentheses

3.  Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Hmm...this is more of a fandom interpretation one, but I don’t like when people sand off the rough edges of the ship. They’re both profoundly damaged people and not all aspects of their relationship in canon are healthy, and I like when people actually address that in their fics! There’s a lot of ‘love fixes everything’ and very black and white thinking when it comes to who’s right and who’s wrong, and it makes me a bit uncomfortable when people simplify their relationship to fit a narrative. I’m not saying everything has to be an angst fest, of course, but if you’re going to write something that grapples with the tragic elements, you can’t just hand wave certain things away. There’s my two cents!

#asks #what the world needs now #is gerry agnes #sweet gerryagnes #i also didnt realize how late i was to the jmart train #at least relatively compared to other people #agnesmontague

[thedeafprophet]

I posted 2,006 times in 2021

307 posts created (15%)

1699 posts reblogged (85%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 5.5 posts.

I added 716 tags in 2021

#tma - 162 posts

#the prophet speaks - 156 posts

#fallen london - 127 posts

#prophet's fl nonsense - 96 posts

#discourse - 39 posts

#long post - 37 posts

#i love cats so much - 34 posts

#railway spoilers - 26 posts

#my art - 20 posts

#words - 19 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#(the exception being the version where any strong connection you have with someone leaving a mark between you that one can be interesting)

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Another normal day playing fallen london

64 notes • Posted 2021-03-23 16:20:56 GMT

#4

A little Jmart piece I did for tma bodypositivity day! 

I love them both so much <3

106 notes • Posted 2021-11-06 14:21:45 GMT

#3

a fashion gerryagnes drawing i did for @tmagerryweek !

(and thanks @agnesmontague for helping me with outfit inspiration) 

110 notes • Posted 2021-02-26 20:02:23 GMT

#2

For the first day of TMA Mspec Week i have... yet again another drawing of people sleeping 

The character list may not be a ship suggestion, but i choose to do so anyways  :D ( i like jondaisy and i like jonmartin, so why not add martindaisy too and mix it together)

125 notes • Posted 2021-01-25 17:15:46 GMT

#1

Thinking about Jon spending years unsure with his own identity. slowly coming into understanding himself after he’s an adult, stumbling across the term ‘asexual’ online and suddenly, all the pieces of the past just seem to click. it’s a beautiful moment, finally having a term for the feelings, things he’d once felt as though he was missing something, now knowing that it’s not the case. He continues to do some research online following. It takes time, but eventually he’s able to reach out to other ace folk, whether it’s through some for of online  communication, or through some in person meeting he’s able to find, and being able to talk to others about their experiences, being able to connect over others who felt the same way as him.

The first time he wears an pride pin with the ace flag that he picked up at a meeting he smiles. It’s so wonderful to have something to stand as a representation of years of figuring himself out. Of a part of who he is. 

284 notes • Posted 2021-03-17 03:07:14 GMT

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#FINALLY IT LOADED #hahahahaha YES ace jon is my top post of the year #love that #tumblr is a terrible idea but also a brilliant idea at the same time #not suprised by any of thise #long post #nonsexual nudity #artistic nudity #cuz the jmart drawing is here

[mindthelspace]

Wine-drunk GerryAgnes Headcanons

Because getting started on fic is HARD.

- Gerry is the social interface of the two, purely because he can talk to a civilian without completely losing the plot. He is as surprised by this as anyone else is. In the Kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

- Agnes has a moral compass, but it’s out of step with that of mainstream society. She looks to Gerry to fill in the moral blanks. He’s not brilliant at this himself, but does his best.

- (Agnes trying to Talk To Civilians: “Oh. hello! OMG you’re so fragile, so weird, I CAN’T. I kind of want to burn you alive and kind of want to build you a protection nest. Oh... you’re looking at me! Oh! HI! Erm. Do you like, er, bread?!) 

- Sometimes Agnes wants to burn someone just because they were Rude. She refrains, because she wants Gerry to keep seeing the good in her. 

- Gerry feels the cold, and loves Agnes’ (non-lethal-in-this-fix-it) body heat. She loves warming him up, and how loved yet blasphemous it makes her feel.

- Agnes is a hopeless nerd who loves Doctor Who, Star Trek, and vintage sci fi films like Quatermass. She’s spent years ashamed of it, though, because it’s something that grounds her to earth and distracts her from her purpose. Gerry, and his unashamed love of ‘weird’ music, clothes, and media makes her feel comfortable with her eccentricity again. She tells him as much. He’s overwhelmed because being appreciated just for existing isn’t something he’s used to. 

- They don’t have a swear jar. They have a ‘treating our dread entity patrons like weird cats’ jar. 

- Agnes starts describing herself as ‘blasphemy incarnate’. 

- Agnes learns she needs ‘human’ food and drink again. She realises she actually really likes both of those things. Gerry spoils her a bit. 

- They’re both disgustingly affection-starved, and are a constant source of PDA as a result. 

- They validate each others’ trauma ‘(raised by people who adore the dread powers’) like nobody else can.

- Agnes is a hopeless bi. Gerry is an extremely clueless bi who still thinks he’s straight. Agnes’ hopeless bi-ness is what makes him realise. 

- They feed off each other’s fear. They don’t want to, but they can’t stop it happening, and eventually become kind of laissez-faire about it as a result.

- Agnes knows about Diego. Yes, she feels guilty. But she also knows that Gerry makes her happier than they ever did, and that she’s sacrificed enough for them in her time. Doesn’t mean it never feels weird, but it is enough to make her feel secure in her choice. 

- Agnes dissociates a lot. She’s used to using her supposed divinity to hide that from the rest of the cult. When she tries it with Gerry however... he sees through it. 

- Gerry has self-worth issues. Massive ones. Agnes becomes his safety catch as a result. She’s not great at remembering to eat and sleep herself, but by god will she remind him. 

- They’re both new to Really Living. So they’re, naturally, complete idiots who encourage each other’s idiot-ness. 

- Gerry gets Agnes’ humour. She’s delighted, because people normally don’t, and take her seriously no matter what. 

- Agnes is a cradle-snatcher. But Nobody Knows, because she looks *younger* than the prematurely-aged Gerry. She finds this to be a endless source of amusement.

#Gerry Keay #TMA #Agnes Montague #Gerard Keay #THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES

[organchordsandlightning]

For the WIP Game: GerryAgnes please! And/or DE Babie! (is it cheating to ask about two things? if it is, idc, those both sound fun)

i'll never turn down talking about my wips! 😁 i've got some excerpts that i'll throw under a cut!

GerryAgnes is an Eric Lives AU that I've been working on (Eric my beloved!!!). In short: Mary doesn't succeed in killing Eric, and does get arrested for it. Eric raises Gerry without telling him about the Magnus Institute or the Fears - but even without that knowledge, Gerry ends up Marked by the Eye anyway [mostly manifesting in the form of getting 'pulled' towards Leitners]. Eric also asks his old boss Gertrude Robinson to keep an eye out for Mary coming back to London in exchange for a favor.

Flash forward to Gerry being 18, and Gertrude cashes in her favor! She wants Eric and Gerry to essentially harbor Agnes Montague, who Gertrude has helped escape from the Cult of Lightless Flame. Eric doesn't want to, but y'know, what can you do? Favor's a favor.

I need to plot out the end bits still, but I loved playing with the idea of Eric being a really, really good dad - but he has this almost shocking aversion to Agnes due to his time at the Magnus Institute, in a way that shocks Gerry. Plus I do love the idea of Agnes post-Cult and learning how to survive without it.

----

DISCO ELYSIUM BABIE!!!

this one's a short lil fic. basically a post-game, established harrykim that find someone's dumped a baby on their doorstep late at night. they intend to look after the baby for a night and make arrangements for social care etc etc in the morning, leading Harry to tap into his paternalistic feelings again.

the whole bombshell in the latter half of disco elysium about how harry wanted to be a dad really felt like something to dig into - along with Kim not wanting to have kids, and a one-off remark he makes in game about how Revachol detectives have to be halfway trained in social work.

He had no idea who this Gertrude Robinson lady was, and certainly had no clue how she had managed to scare the shit out of his dad.

“Uh, Dad?” Gerry asked. He gave the counter a pat. Eric jumped a mile, head snapping to him. Fuck. Hadn’t meant to scare him worse. “What’s, uh. What’s she going on about?”

Eric didn’t answer. He just stood there, solid as a statue, until he raised one stiff arm to smooth down the edges of his mustache.

“Dad.” If it had been anyone else but a frail-sounding old woman, Gerry would’ve leaped to anger. Look, he might’ve been a shithead son, but nobody scared his fucking dad. He stepped around the counter and approached Eric, putting a hand on his shoulder. Eric sharply inhaled at the touch. “What’s the matter? Are you in trouble?”

//

TELEPHONE – A piercing noise startles you from a deep sleep.

YOU – WHUH.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Godly: Impossible] – DEMONS ALL AROUND YOU SOMEONE BREAKING IN THIS IS IT THIS IS THE GLOAMING –

BABY JAY – On the next beat, the baby starts to wail in cacophony.

BABY JAY – HARRY WHY IS LIFE PAIN WHY DOES SHRIEKING EXIST WHY AM I GOING TO REMEMBER THIS FOREVER –

YOU –You stumble off of the guy that walked you home and towards the baby.

HAND-EYE COORDINATION [Medium: Success] – Without any horrific accidents, you pick Jay up and swaddle them against your chest. You pat their back a dozen times, gently. I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.

KIM KITSURAGI – He slides off the couch next, stumbling off towards the kitchen. He doesn’t curse so much as try to say three curses all at once and come out with something adorably meaningless.

#disco elysium #gerry keay #tma #thank you for asking! i've got four or five disco fics skittering around that i love dearly