#martinelias

[rookfeatherrambles]

Random crack au do not judge me or take this seriously

Jon and Martin arrive somewhere else but so does Jonah Magnus. And exchange for not killing him AGAIN, Jonah becomes their. House pet. It was meant to be a demeaning and humiliating punishment but whoops all three of them are method as fuck and get way into it, way too quickly.

(and by house pet I don't mean it's sexual AT FIRST. He's an unpaid glorified house keeper

Then someone buys him cat ears and it snowballs from there.

Don't @me

#jonelias #martinelias #jonmartinelias #dont ask #do not archive #just because I am ashamed

[eatingrosescollab]

MartinElias?

Did you mean…

Tea and Cakes?

#martinelias #I AM A GENIUS #martin k blackwood #martin blackwood #elias bouchard

[saintbleeding]

[ID: Digital art of Martin and Elias from TMA in Victorian-era clothing, facing one another. Martin is a fat white man with wavy ginger hair, brown eyes, and freckles, and Elias is taller, white, thin, and has greying hair, small mutton-chop sideburns, and a moustache. Both wear glasses. Martin glares up at Elias, eyes narrowed, and Elias smiles calmly back. There is blood on Martin’s cheek and cravat and his hair is unruly. The background is a very dark brown and the colours are all red-toned. End ID.]

sometimes when ur martin ur the only thing standing between your boss (derogatory) and your boss (affectionate)

#tma #the magnus archives #martin <3< elias don't @ me #martinelias #yes it's jon's blood #factual particulars tag #my #saint draws #blood #THIS IS CURRENTLY A SCENE THAT LIKE FOUR PPL HAVE SEEN BUT ALSO. #i drew this while listening to malevolent 29 and i thought i should make it everybody's problem

[rextyleart]

My friend, @defnothp, got me ridiculously into this obscure pairing....and now, inevitably, I can't escape. :/

#martin blackwood #tma #the magnus archives #magnus archives #elias bouchard #eliasmartin #martinelias #the rarest of pairs #my art #tma fanart #magnus archives fanart #fanart #I blame you for this HP.... #perish with me in hell pls and ty :') #martin and elias #martin #elias

[martineliaszine]

The applications for Plan B: A MartinElias Zine are open!

To view our guidelines and access the application, follow this link.

Applications will be open until April 28th. We cannot wait to see your work! Feel free to message us here if you have any questions.

#tma #the magnus archives #martinelias #martineliaszine #martin blackwood #elias bouchard #zine #fan zine

[kalgalen]

[taking prompts on twt and @soveryanon asked for MartinElias & "the sweetest honey / is loathsome in his own deliciousness ⁠/ and in the taste confounds the appetite" uwu]

Martin is a poet. People might see him as a people-pleaser, a pushover with a quiet voice and a quieter demeanor, and they wouldn't be wrong, exactly, but there's so much more to him. He's a poet; words come together under his pencil, under his tongue, to translate his hopes and aspirations, his fears and desires. He's under no illusion that the result is any good, but it's his, it's him.

This is, certainly, the reason he's so mortified when he stumbles upon Elias waiting at his desk, reading a stray piece of paper he picked up among Martin's research. Martin recognizes it immediately: there's a dark creature scribbled on the back that he doodled while talking on the phone just this morning. But most importantly, there's a poem on the face that Elias is currently staring at with barely hidden interest.

Martin exhales like he's just been punched in the gut, and he barely avoids spilling on his sweater the cup of tea he's just brought back from the kitchenette. Elias glances at him, signaling he's heard him, then goes back to his reading. Oh god. What was that poem about, again? Something stupid about longing, for sure. Longing for a very specific person, too.

Martin is frozen in place, eyes wide and cheeks hot, his knuckles clasped white around his mug. The liquid inside trembles with his nervous shaking.

Then, after what seems like an eternity, Elias looks at him. Martin is still engrossed by his reflection in his cup, but he can feel Elias' attention on him as well as if he had put his hands on Martin's shoulders.

"I didn't know you wrote poetry," Elias says. His tone is neutral, impossible to decipher even to Martin's anxiety. Martin glances up tentatively; Elias looks - encouraging, if anything. He's still holding the poem.

Martin steels himself. "Ah- well." His mouth is very dry, and he wets his lips before trying again: "I try," he chuckles awkwardly.

"Hm," Elias hums before, to Martin's horror, distractedly tucking the paper in his breast pocket. "Not bad. Who is it about?"

"No one?" Martin squeaks. Elias' mouth twitches bemusedly, and Martin struggles to remember the exact wording of the poem. It had been inspired by Romeo and Juliet to an embarrassing degree, that was for sure. "Someone I like," he relents, because there's no point in lying about something so obvious.

"The sweetest honey / is loathsome in his own deliciousness ⁠/ and in the taste confounds the appetite," Elias quotes, circling the desk, stepping closer. "Are you afraid, Martin?"

"What?"

"Those lines are what inspired you, aren't they? Romeo and Juliet. They're a warning against love becoming cloying. Is that what you're scared of?"

Martin thinks of his mother, how her love had soured into disgust. He shrugs. "Maybe."

Elias is in front of him now, close enough to touch. His eyes glint.

"You're young, Martin," he says matter-of-factly. Martin's fingers clench around his mug anew; is Elias about to tell him his lie has been discovered? But the Head of the Institute continues, oblivious to Martin's discomfort: "Love isn't the end-all be-all of life."

"I know!" Martin protests. "I know. It's just - I feel…" Unwanted, he wants to say. "Lonely," he chooses instead.

Elias' smile doesn't reach the rest of his face, but he seems genuine when he puts a hand on Martin's shoulder. "You aren't alone, Martin. You have us. Aren't we some sort of big family?"

Martin looks into Elias' eyes. As always, it is an unsettling experience; the coolness of his irises freeze Martin to the core, the depth of his pupils pulls him in, consumes him. If anything, he feels even lonelier.

"Yes, Elias," he finally answers, though the words taste sour in his mouth.

Elias pats his shoulder. "Good man."

Then he pulls away, and begins making his way to the exit. He's almost at the staircase when Martin shakes off his torpor.

"Oh! Did you need anything?"

Elias glances back. "Thank you, Martin. It's late, I just wanted to check on you."

"Okay…" Martin trails off. Elias is already gone, his heels clicking up the stairs. The echoes of them are long gone before Martin starts breathing again.

Then his eyes drift back to his desk. It looks untouched, but - the poem was nowhere near the top of the pile. How did Elias know where to look?

Martin glances uneasily at the stairs, and starts gathering his stuff, his tea forgotten. It is late, and the Institute is not a good place to be at this hour.

He doesn't want to be alone. 

#the magnus archives #fic tag #martinelias #ok this. this didnt go where i wanted it to #but who am i to keep the characters to do whatever they want

[somuchbetterthanthat]

I JUST LOVE MARTINELIAS SO MUCH

EVERYBODY SHOULD HAVE A NEMESIS THAT IS ALSO A MENTOR FIGURE THAT IS ALSO THEIR BOSS THAT IS ALSO THEIR LOVER

#(that is also their boyfriend' guide and boss and husband-) #martinelias #the magnus archives

[tanis-drawings-2point0]

(ID on ALT)

talking about them w/ @saintbleeding reminded me how much i like... martin♠elias lmfao, its been a hot minute since i last drew them

(plugging my m/e fics too bc they're Good)

#the magnus archives #martin blackwood #elias bouchard #martinelias #magnuspod #i think they should have had more interaction post s3 bc they're top notch tbh #i also think martin should choke him as evidenced by every fic i do of them but yknow #thats just me havin fun

[eye-want-you-bouchard]

Corsets…. Thoughts?

People simply do not know how to dress anymore. Hardly anyone pays attention to the details, much less the ritual. Clothes used to be put on with care. You used to be able to wrap your hands around the strings and pull until your lover gasped for you. Everyone looks better in a corset.

*cough cough MartinElias corset fic cough cough*

#character role play #character roleplay #do not archive #elias bouchard #tma #ask elias #martinelias #corsets

[rookfeatherrambles]

Random crack au do not judge me or take this seriously

Jon and Martin arrive somewhere else but so does Jonah Magnus. And exchange for not killing him AGAIN, Jonah becomes their. House pet. It was meant to be a demeaning and humiliating punishment but whoops all three of them are method as fuck and get way into it, way too quickly.

(and by house pet I don't mean it's sexual AT FIRST. He's an unpaid glorified house keeper

Then someone buys him cat ears and it snowballs from there.

Don't @me

#jonelias #martinelias #jonmartinelias #dont ask #do not archive #just because I am ashamed

[eatingrosescollab]

Ask about tma fanfics you say? 👀

No but fr the way I got so excited when I saw pages and pages had been updated

I love how passive aggressive and snippy leitner was to Jon and Elias and I love the part about the highland cows sm, good for Martin getting some more responsibility (even if he may not have the experience to warrant it, he deserves it)

I was wondering what prompted the thing about Jon reviewing the poetry analysis and why Elias got so upset at the no notes part? I mean I do think Jon had a good point but I’m thinking it was maybe Elias was just pissy about the attitude

I’m also interested about the poem Martin wrote during all that especially with the stimulus he was given

Great chapter as always chefs kiss

ALSO ALSO

The way that you wrote about the scenery in this chapter had me in a trance GAHHH it was just so beautiful and well written and the way that I could so clearly visualize it was just>>>>

Omg thank you 😭😭😭 we’re in the final stretch and I’m so anxious for it to be finished.

I’ve always seen Leitner as being a crotchety old weirdo (and I kinda agree with the theory that he’s Martin’s dad. Not in Pages and Pages, but in TMA. So I figured they should get along. Besides, who can hate Martin? He’s so cute!).

I don’t want to give too much away, but I’m trying to draw parallels between Elias making Jon into the Archive and Professional Editor Elias making Jon into a better editor. He already made Martin write it to make him a better poet, why not use it to test Jon, too?

And if Jon’s not willing to realize his full potential, well, that’s what Elias is here for.

(Plus Jon is kind of a brat and is like “I don’t like poetry therefore I don’t have to edit it so there.” It’s supposed to be implied he’s not even putting in effort).

The poem will come up later!

Really?? The scenery?? Wow thank you!!

You can read my fic Pages and Pages on Ao3!

#tma #jonathan sims #elias bouchard #martin k blackwood #martin blackwood #martinelias #jonmartin #jonelias #publishing au #au fic #fanfiction #fanfic #pages and pages #tma fanfic

[rextyleart]

Hey, hey, hey! Some EliasMartin fanart for me and @defnothp's RP/possible fanfiction we're writing!!

Must feed the rarepair...must feed the rarepair!! /slams fist 😤

#martin and elias #elias bouchard #eliasmartin #martinelias #martin blackwood #tma #tma martin #tma elias #the magnus archives #magnus archives #my art #tma fanart #magnus archives fanart #the magnus archives fanart

[martineliaszine]

"So I assume this is... What's it called? A cry for attention."

We are so excited to announce Plan B, a TMA fanzine focused around the complex and fascinating relationship between Martin Blackwood and Elias Bouchard.

For more information, check out our site.

#martineliaszine #martinelias

[kalgalen]

(not for a prompt but it's @somuchbetterthanthat 's bday todayyy so i decided to write jme kissing. Happy birthday elodieeee)

Elias' breath is on his lips. Their eyes are locked, their hearts beating in sync, and Jon's rarely felt so close to someone - rarely felt that much, that deeply.

He's not quite sure what to do with his hands, and so he leaves them hanging by his sides; Elias' long fingers are on his cheeks, cradling his face in a way that is half-tender, half-possessive.

And then finally - finally, he kisses Jon. Jon gasps as if he's taking his first breath, clutches at Elias' jacket. His eyes drift to the side, where Martin is waiting - observing intently, his attention razor sharp, his envy clear in the way he's leaning oh-so-slightly toward them.

Elias pulls away way too early for Jon's taste, and Jon whines, his fingers grasping at Elias' clothes. But then Elias reaches out to Martin, who looks at his hand like it might bite him; he takes it in the end, of course, and Elias pulls him in, the missing piece of their triangle.

Wordlessly, Jon takes Martin's free hand, tugs him forward - mouths at his jawline, savoring the soft skin, the slight hitch of stubble. Martin sighs, his lips parting in delight, and Elias swoops in for a kiss. Martin tenses up - just for a second - then relaxes, leans into it with eagerness.

Jon smiles against the pulse point below Martin's jaw. This feels like it was meant to be.

#the magnus archives #jonelias #jonmartin #martinelias #fic tag

[nag-mamahal]

Here you go

TYSM!! Can't believe I am getting into martinelias of all ships TT

#tma #tma fic #martinelias #i am not above the power of good writing #ooh I'll just check out this ship ironically tee hee #is what i always say before i end up shipping something very unironically #in other news i think I've read just about every single jonelias fic so i am trying out martinelias #lonelyeyes i like but most of the fics are just not what i prefer at the moment so #niche rarepair it is!

[dissolving-mansion]

martinelias is just 2 really pissed off cat boys clawing at each other’s faces 

#martinelias #tma