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[oswaldepic]

Getaway // The Magnus Archives Fic

howdy fellas! been a long while since I've spoken about any of my fic here. I know I don't really have any TMA mutuals but I figured I'd post this anyway, because I think I did a pretty good job!

the ao3 version of this can be found here, or you could just read below if you would like :) I wanna experiment with posting actual chapters on here instead of just linking to ao3, feel like it's more convenient for folks. I hope you enjoy !!

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Jon is growing rather used to the full force of someone’s anger being directed at him. 

“I’m tired of hearing your excuses, ” Melanie says, spitting out the last word like it was venom. “I told you to stay out of my head. ”

“I know,” he mutters. “I… I’m sorry.” 

“If you were really sorry, you would actually do it.”

He feels a twinge of indignation. Can’t she tell that he’s been trying? “It’s not exactly easy, especially not when I’m-”

“Yes, yes, you’re starving. Do you expect me to feel sympathy after what you did?”

“No! I didn’t say anything about sympathy! I’m just-”

“ Save it. ” She storms off, probably to go complain to Basira. He makes a mental note to expect a tense discussion with her later. 

But then, is there even any point in preparing? Any move that he makes is viewed with hostility. He can’t even leave his office without being eyed suspiciously. And he gets it, he really does- he’d hurt people, and that needed to be stopped. But would it kill them to be a little more understanding? 

You don’t deserve understanding, the voice in his head whispers. You’re a monster. 

“Shove it,” he growls under his breath. He’s already heard enough from Melanie, he doesn’t need himself to chime in as well.

Might as well read a statement. It’s not like he’s got anything better to do with his life anymore. 

It’s a few hours later when he gathers the courage to leave his office. His plan is to make a quick trip to the breakroom, grab some water, and then head straight back. Even if he technically doesn’t need it anymore, he likes to at least pretend that he has some semblance of humanity left in him.

On the way, though, he hears voices. Without thinking, he stops, tilting his head to listen in. 

They’re in one of the office rooms. The door is closed, but he can still make it out well enough… or maybe the Eye is helping with that. For once, he isn’t going to complain about his patron’s assistance. 

“It can’t keep going like this.” That’s Basira, loud and clear. “Sooner or later, he’s going to hurt someone again.” 

“I know,” Melanie replies. “And you know what I think we should do.”

She wants to kill you, the Eye helpfully chimes in. Jon tenses.

“It’s too early for that,” Basira says, and he relaxes a bit. “I don’t want to put him down unless we absolutely have to.” 

“So we’re going to wait until he traumatizes another stranger?”

“I know, it’s not ideal. But he’s too useful to just get rid of because he might do something.” 

“You’re just saying that because Daisy likes him.” 

Basira’s voice immediately hardens. “This has nothing to do with Daisy. Though, yes, her reaction is another reason we shouldn’t do it unless necessary. She can get… protective.” 

Protective? Over him? Jon feels his heart lift, just a little. He knows that Daisy is grateful to him, for getting her out of the Buried, but he hadn’t thought that maybe she’d actually grown fond of him. 

….god, he’s that excited over someone maybe liking him. This is getting pathetic. 

“Fine.” Melanie huffs. “But if something happens, then I told you so. ” 

He can hear her voice getting closer, and he hurries away. It’s not hard to guess that they’ll be angry at him for overhearing the conversation, and he’s more than a little sick of getting snapped at right now. 

He means to head for his office- at least, he thinks that he does. But his feet lead him in a completely different direction, and before he knows it, he’s walking through the trapdoor and heading down into the depths of the tunnels.

They’ll be mad, he thinks. They’ll assume I’m trying to sneak off. And then, angrily, why should I care? I can go where I please. And I’m not hurting anyone.

He wanders for what may be minutes or hours. This place makes him feel… strange. Lost. He doesn’t entirely like it, but it beats being up there, surrounded by reminders that everyone has turned their back on him.

Even Martin. He feels a fresh stab of sorrow at that thought. Jon had managed to lose the loyalty of the most kind and caring man he had ever met. He had lost Martin, who had always stood by his side throughout everything. Sweet, loveable, gentle Martin, who he-

That thought is abruptly interrupted by the sound of a door creaking open. He whirls around, poised to run. He’s not sure he can easily get back to the Institute from wherever he is, but at the very least he can find a way out. 

Standing in the doorway is a familiar figure. Humanoid, but only if he squints. Otherwise, he can see the strange features all too clearly.

“Ah.” He doesn’t even try to hide the disdain in his voice. “Hello, Helen.” 

“Hello, Archivist.” Her voice echoes strangely, in a way that has nothing to do with the vast, open tunnels.

“What do you want?” he snaps.

“Why do you assume I want something from you? Maybe I just want to talk.” 

“Sorry, but I’m not buying it. Now, what do you want? ”

“...I have a proposal for you, Archivist.” When he doesn’t respond, she carries on. “...you’re tired of being here?”

“Here? Like, in general, or…?”

“In the Institute. With people that hate you… or ignore you.” 

“Well, it’s not like there’s anything I can do about that. If I leave, they’ll assume I’m up to no good.”

“And you think they might kill you.” 

He shifts on his feet. “Well, considering the conversation I just overheard, yes. I do think they might decide to try.”

“...how about I take you away from here?”

“To your hallways? I’ll pass. They aren’t exactly a getaway.” 

“No. Somewhere else… somewhere they won’t think to look for you. Where you can just be, for a while.”

Jon eyes her distrustfully. “... why? ”

She laughs, that weird distorted laugh. “I like you, Archivist. And I don’t like to see you starving. And alone.” 

…he doesn’t want to admit it, but that immediately warms him up to the idea. At least somebody likes him. “But I will be alone, won’t I?” 

“I’ll stay with you. It can just be you and I. We can talk! Bond, maybe.” 

Jon resists the urge to snort at that. “And you’re certain they won’t come looking for us?”

“They won’t find us. You can stay there for as long as you like.” 

“....you’re sure you aren’t proposing the corridors.” 

“ Quite. ”

Well… he doesn’t exactly have anything to lose. He heaves a sigh. “...alright. Take me.” 

Helen’s grin impossibly widens, and the door behind her opens. “Let’s be on our way, then.” She steps aside and gestures for him to enter.

Jon takes a deep breath, steels himself, and then steps through. 

“Have you seen Jon?”

Daisy looks up, giving Basira a curious look. “...not since this morning. Why?”

“He’s been in his office an awful long time.” 

She shrugs. “He’s probably just tired. I heard Melanie laying into him earlier.”

“He’s been in there for hours. I don’t like it.”

“Then go talk to him instead of bothering me.” Daisy turns away. 

Right. Basira isn’t sure why she hadn’t done that in the first place. Maybe she didn’t want to just barge in there without good reason. Perhaps some part of her is growing a bit soft of him, after he risked himself to save Daisy.

She shakes her head. Whatever he’s done in the past, she needs to remember that he’s no longer human. Keeping other people safe from him is of utmost importance. 

When she reaches the Archivist’s door, she gives it a couple of brisk knocks. “Jon.” 

…there is no response from inside. She knocks again. “Jon, I know that you’re in there.” 

When there’s nothing further, she decides, fuck it, and just barges in.

The room in front of her is completely empty. A quick scan confirms that Jon is nowhere in it. 

Immediately, she gets a bad feeling. She conducts a search of the Archives, looking in every nook and cranny there is. Any small spot that he could possibly have shoved himself in, she looks. And he’s absolutely nowhere to be found.

By the time Melanie runs into her, she’s reached her conclusion. “He’s gone,” she growls.

“I told- ”

“You can brag about it after we find him,” she interjects. “Before he can hurt anyone.”

“And if we can’t?” 

“He’ll come back eventually. He’s got nowhere else to go.” 

Jon did not, in fact, come back eventually. There was no luck with finding him, either, and with each passing moment, Basira’s suspicions grew even further.

So did Melanie’s, evidently. “He’s probably too scared to come back here. He must have Known that we’d kill him for it.”

“We don’t know for certain that he did anything. He’s a magnet for kidnappings, remember? Someone could have taken him.” 

“At least that would solve our problem.”

“Unless they want to use him for something.” Basira sighs. “I’m going to have to ask Elias.” 

Melanie scowls. “You think he’ll help?”

“If he doesn’t, then I’m all out of ideas.” 

“Ah, detective.” Elias has a pleased grin on his face that Basira immediately wants to rip off. “Here to interrogate me once more?”

“Cut the bullshit, Elias. You know why I’m here.”

“Do I?” Elias tilts his head. “That’s a rather big assumption.”

“Just tell me where Jon is.” 

“I see.” Elias leans back. “You think he’s been taken, perhaps?”

“I don’t care what’s happened to him. I’m taking him back to the Institute.” 

“Well. That shall be a rather daunting task, because he doesn’t want to go back.”

“...so he left of his own accord?”

“Indeed he did.” 

“Did he feed off someone?”

Elias shook his head. “The Distortion offered him some peace and quiet. And he agreed.” 

“What, so he’s on holiday ?” She scoffs.

“In a way, yes. Can’t say I blame him, really. You all haven’t exactly made him feel welcome.” 

“He doesn’t deserve to feel welcome right now. He has to earn that from us.” 

Elias lifts his hands in a gesture of surrender. “I’m not saying I disagree. But are you really that surprised that he decided to leave with someone who actually likes him?”

“Daisy-”

“ Daisy tried to kill him not that long ago. Do you think he’s forgotten that?”

…well, shit. She can’t exactly argue with that. “Where is he now?”

“The Distortion took him to a secluded part of the New Forest.” 

Basira nods. “So, not far. Good.” 

“Is that all you wanted from me, detective?”

“You can stop calling me that.” 

“But it has such a ring to it. Don’t you agree?” Elias grins at her. 

She doesn’t return it, and instead turns and walks away without another word. There is absolutely no time to waste.

They have an Archivist to find. 

[serketinewillfulness]

Oh yeah, I forgot to post this here but: ch3 of Pondering Your Orbs up!

[karljnap]

saturday morning cartoons

Rated Explicit | 5.5k/ 13.3k words | Chapter 4/ 4 (complete)

Karl and Sapnap watch anime together all the time. A new show changes everything.

Tags: Smut, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Sapnap in North Carolina

Excerpt: He moved over to give Sapnap the same hug, and a quick, feather- light kiss on his cheek. Chaste, if not for the hand he slid down the front of Sapnap’s shirt, making a show of reaching for the popcorn, popping it into his mouth with his free hand. The other hand lingered on his skin, out of sight, as he answered Foolish’s questions about the trip, his flight, the drive back into town. Sapnap heard none of it, their conversation drowned out by the low droning in his ears that had started as soon as he felt Karl’s touch on his chest.

[facingthenorthwind]

Why does this have "- Freeform" at the end? and other questions about AO3 tag suffixes

Have you ever tagged something only for it to get a suffix like Character, Relationship or Freeform stuck on the end when you hit save? Do you think it's ugly and want it to go away, but don't know how? You probably can't, unfortunately, but there are a few situations where you can.

A tag suffix is a hyphen followed by the name of a tag category. Tags are either Fandom, Character, Relationship or Freeform tags. The reason that a suffix gets put on a tag is that the wrangulator (the part of AO3's backend that deals with tags) can't have tags with the same name, even if they're in different categories. As a solution, it puts the category at the end of tags that have first been tagged in some other category. For example: let's say that someone tags Evil Mark Donk in the characters field because that's where they want it to appear on their work (which is a perfectly valid choice to make!). Then someone else comes along and tries to tag Evil Mark Donk in the additional tags/freeforms field. (That field is shown as "additional tags" on the posting form, but the wrangulator and tag wranglers call it the "freeforms" because that's what it was originally called.) When the second person hits save, it will appear as Evil Mark Donk - Freeform on their fic. This will also happen if someone tags Evil Mark Donk in the relationships field, but there it would appear as Evil Mark Donk - Relationship. It's ugly and it's annoying, but the wrangulator is trying its best.

So how do you get rid of it? Sometimes it turns up because you've accidentally put your tags in the wrong field. Maybe you wrote a fic where you tagged Evil Mark Donk in the additional tags field, and no one else had tagged for it before you, which means it doesn't have a suffix and everything's right! But then you write a second fic, forgot to select the "additional tags" field when posting and now suddenly you've got Evil Mark Donk - Character on your fic. If that's the case, all you have to do is move it. But what if the first person to tag it wasn't you, and they put it in the character field, so you're stuck with Evil Mark Donk - Freeform? You can choose a different phrasing for the tag that wasn't initially tagged in a different field, e.g. Evil!Mark Donk or Mark Donk is Evil.

You may also have the problem that on the first use of a particular tag, you accidentally put it in a field you don't want it to be in, and now even when you put it in the right one, it still comes up as Evil Mark Donk - Freeform! The wrangulator has betrayed you, and you will be stuck with the ugly suffix forever! Not so, my friend. The problem is that even though you deleted the character tag Evil Mark Donk, it's still floating around in the wrangulator, which hasn't noticed that you deleted it. What you have to do is wait for 24 hours (give it a few for leeway) and a part of the wrangulator called "the rake" will delete it. After it's been raked, you can go forth and post it in the additional tags field, and no suffix will appear!

Unfortunately, most of the time it's going to be that someone else tagged it in a category you don't want to tag it first, and you can't change it without changing the phrasing of your tag. Sorry!

Sometimes, taggers will add their own suffixes, and tag wranglers are extremely curious about why. If you've done this, or something similar like put (freeform) in brackets after a tag, please let us know why! What does freeform mean to you? You are of course free to put suffixes on manually if you want -- it's a valid way to tag! We are just fascinated by this practice and don't really understand it. Please enlighten us!

For more information about tags, I've written some other explanations about how tags work, such as how to tell what type of tag something is and tag capitalisation.

[wayrad]

Clegan Brokeback Mountain AU

All We Got on ao3 | 18.9k

Signal, Wyoming. 1963.

Gale Cleven and John Egan up on a mountain. Things get pretty dramatic, eventually.

(It's a goddamn shame there's still a war on)

[ryssbelle]

Poppy for N2 au, it took me so long to make her design cuz I didn't really know what I wanted to do only because I feel like her design is pretty perfect.

But then I just thought about fun outfits to give her or outfits that I would find comfortable if I was wearing them and it all came together.

Poppy here is pretty much the same as here movie counterpart, as nothing really changes on her end of things other than having more insight on Branch through his brothers, and through Lief. Shes also a bit more understanding a bit earlier on because of it but it doesnt do much to change her own character arc I would say.

Bonus

Part of Poppys design was based off a design I had made for previous rulers of Troll Village/Tree

Namely Queen Protea who I designed as Poppys grandmother

Named after the Protea flower which part of her design is based off :D

In the context of this Au Protea was the one who conceptualized the tunnels while her son, King Peppy, was the one to follow through after her death

[goodomensao3tagoftheday]

[ambigiousorganfailure]

i swore my next post would be a continuation of the previous about adler/bell and harrow/case parallels. but i have thoughts rattling away.

bell’s faded, half-baked image of adler and his memories, what makes him as a person, and the fact their cover was as his protégé strikes a cord in me. it isn’t just that they’re comprised entirely of adler’s thoughts and ideas, but the fact that they were suppose to be a successor to him. they’re supposed to surpass him in the ways he’s failed-his aloofness and emphasis on authority creating a vacuum for human connection, to genuine human trust, that gut-wrenching level of manipulation and power. his brute force, persona, and implied penchant for violence being a downfall for any advantageous long-term relationships that he could use.

and i just get a sick kick out of thinking of classical “bell didn’t really die at solovetsky” and adler being haunted by this piece of him he’s killed, marred, destroyed by his own hand that has left such a large hole in him he can’t even lie about how he feels, he can’t even say anything at all, all cottonmouth and overwhelmed by that foreign swell in his chest that he doesn’t recognize (regret? guilt? affection, even?) haunted by it, them, for the last decade.

and here comes bell, wandering in, a ghost once fizzled in his vision and dreams now upright and full of life. and what’s a kick to the stomach, a real “fuck you” to the person who made them out of his own marrow and memory, is that they’re better. their facade of concern, apathy, anger, all these fronts to worm their way into damn whoever they please comes so naturally, a simple coin flip and it’s done. their methods are precise, subtly, stealthy in a way he isn’t. it seems their awareness is tenfold, always noticing the way adler seems to fidget with his lighter or how he keeps turning his head ever-so-slightly to their direction. the piece off of his chopping block, his shadow, made better. a greater strategist and soldier than he ever thought they would be, seemingly fine without him, not needing the one person who has been yearning for them for what feels to be an eternity.

(but bell can only hide so well, even if they’re snarling teeth at him, always trying to stay on opposite sides of the room, because there’s always going to be a pull, magnetic-“i know you, better than anyone else could or can, better than anyone you’ll ever let in. and you get me in the same way i just can’t shake.” it hurts, in those private moments, because bell still yearns for the other half they’ve tried so hard to reject, that their body twists and turns for in the night in hopes of someone to comfort them, someone who knows them. left hand and right hand, severed, always trying to find each other even if they don’t know it, aren’t willing to ever say it.)

[ronancebyler]

why do people hate eddie so much?

like what he did to lucas was very very shitty. he acts all anti-conformist and then created this whole nerd vs jock mentality, but i kind of assumed it was because he was bullied by jocks so he has biases. i didn't think he was irredeemable because of it.

i need to know, im new in this fandom. what did he do?

same thing with steddie. why do people hate it so much? is it not just any ship that didnt have that much screentime but became weirdly popular? that's pretty commonplace in fandom culture. i dont see nearly as many people hating on buckingham (except for the people who hate noncanon ships but yk what i mean).

[swissyyroll]

i don’t think anything could compare to opening up your relationships / favourites tags on ao3 and seeing new / updated fics. genuinely there is no other euphoria, it’s so special to have people share their wonderful words about characters you’ve invested into, whether it’s a very active pairing or perhaps an hidden gem that’s not so frequent.

it just gives me serotonin like no other!

[peranna]

as Arcane season 2 ended there's an influx of people sharing their work on AO3, coping, as one does, which is beautiful, i love yall, keep up the good work

[carryoncastiel]

Beautiful Things

Word Count: 3,000

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Gale/Wyll

Tags: POV Wyll, Married Couple, PWP, Fluff and Smut, (check AO3 for full tag list)

Summary:

"So,” Wyll starts as he looks back at Gale again, “how does it feel to be Gale Dekarios-Ravengard?" "Exhausting for one," Gale says, the corners of his mouth lifting into a small grin. "Oh?" Wyll snorts and gives the other man a curious look. "I'm going to feel my legs for days." ~~~

After their grand wedding Wyll and Gale enjoy their first day as newlyweds - by not leaving the bedroom all that much.

So, this fic actually takes place right after the big Dekarios-Ravengard wedding. However, since I still have to finish writing that one (it's already quite a bit longer than this fic) and I can't force my brain to do what I want, you're getting the smut first.

You're welcome.

[karljnap]

saturday morning cartoons

Rated Explicit | 1.9k/ 13.3k words | Chapter 1/4

Karl and Sapnap watch anime together all the time. A new show changes everything.

Tags: Smut, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Sapnap in North Carolina

Excerpt:

Sapnap prided himself on being loyal, a ride or die friend. He loved fiercely, blindly, would do anything and everything for the people he cared about. He'd gladly suppress a small crush on a new friend, tolerate the crush when it bloomed into something wild and all- consuming, block it out completely when the friendship became too important to risk. He'd never do anything to jeopardize something so precious as what he'd found with Karl, or any of his friends. 

Which was why he itched to flee, to just get up and leave before he said or did anything he couldn’t take back.

[generalkiira]

honestly i get it i wouldn’t wish USA healthcare system to my worst enemy

[honamisupportteam]

Trying to find Anhane fic that’s actually focused on Anhane and not them being background to Akitoya or other couples (challenge: impossible) (hell)

[star4daisy]

I'm starting to realise people don't know how to filter the tags on ao3 like that's the best part of the site how do you find your fics without using them? Sure it's great to find fics on tumblr or twitter but that's also probably why people keep complaining to big creators about what they're writing if you don't wanna see something just filter the tag it's so simple lol

(also people complain about not finding the couple they want as the main, you can filter through their povs or their name and centric, literally anything with their name or the ship name lol) I admit I spent years on the fandom not liking ao3 because I hate to read there with the small letters but then I learned how to use the tags and my life changed