#jonahshawe

[dr-fanshawe]

they say that you should be the change that you want to see in the world, so I wrote a magshawe fic

Jonah Magnus/Jonathan Fanshawe | Explicit (for a description of self-injury) | 2297 words

“Any proper gentleman is supposed to marry, is he not?” Jonathan pauses, lost at Jonah’s seemingly serious question. He is so difficult to read, at times, even though Jonathan has known him for years. It is something he’s deeply ashamed of, but something that he has learned to mitigate. Somewhat. “No proper gentleman is a friend of yours, Jonah. Besides, I cannot marry – you are aware of it. I’m afraid you’ll have to find someone else to help you bring revenge to Mordechai.” Jonah tilts his head in confusion. “I am not aware of any such limitation, no. Your ring finger is intact – what else do you need to be able to marry?” …He is joking. Surely.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62016031

[nonbinaryeye]

I'd like to imagine that Jonah didn't hold grudge against Fanshawe after he decided to cut the connection and disappear from his life nor he planed to act against him.

However he kept sending him letters. He wasn't writing in them anything interesting. Mostly about weather or about boring paperwork or simply about his day. The content of the letters really wasn't the point.

Jonah just wanted to remind Fanshawe from time to time that no matter where he moved no matter where he trief to hide he still knew his exact position. At even though he was not about to hurt him in any way he could if he wanted...

[insomnia-productions]

Kiss prompt:36 Jon x (1800s) Jonah

*Malevolent laughing*

36: "we can never be together" kiss

Ahhh thank you Elle! This probably isn’t what you had in mind, but I needed to drop in a bit of optimism, so here’s a Jon-as-Fanshawe AU! 

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“I can’t do this,” Jonathan says, and his voice is as ragged as the look in his eyes. “Every time I look at you, I see him - I see those things inside of him—”

“I didn’t do that,” Jonah whispers. “I didn’t put them there.”

Jonathan laughs, a brittle sound. “You didn’t put the eyes inside him, but Jonah, you did this to him. And you knew what you were doing, what you were condemning him to. And I cannot—” He stops, rakes a hand back through his hair. “This has to end now, Jonah.”

“What?”

“This - this institute, this affair you have with the darkness. Or—” He sucks in a breath, squares his shoulders. “Or us.”

It is only through years of practice that Jonah does not flinch. He makes his voice cold. “If you have something to say, then say it outright.”

The look Jonathan gives him is exhaustion and grief. “I don’t want to fight with you, Jonah. But we cannot go on like this - I cannot go on like this. I cannot stand by and watch you sacrifice everyone I care about to these powers you’re chasing - including yourself.”

“Get to the point, Fanshawe.”

“The Institute - or this.” He gestures to the space between them. “I need you to choose.”

Jonah is silent. They both already know what his answer will be.

Jonathan sighs. “Yes. I thought so. Then, this is farewell.”

He takes a step forward. Jonah jerks back before he can stop himself. “Don’t—”

He is silenced with a kiss. Featherlight, and controlled, and over too quickly. Jonathan doesn’t look at him as he walks away.

“Goodbye, Jonah.”

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“Hello, Mr Bouchard.”  

Jonah looks into the warm brown eyes of the interviewee on the other side of his desk, and feels an ache in his chest so sharp and so familiar that it threatens to overtake him. But Jonah has had two centuries’ worth of practice, and so he draws in a slow, controlled breath, and smiles.

Another chance.

“Hello, Jonathan. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Shall we begin?”

Another chance.

And this time, Jonah’s going to be more careful.

This time, Jonah’s not going to let him go.

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[nonbinaryeye]

Jonathan Fanshawe to Jonah Magnus at some point...

as your doctor and ur boytoy,

[dr-fanshawe]

sometimes, I feel weird about taking Jonathan Fanshawe, one of the few men who managed to escape Jonah, and making up his story in such a way that it turns out that he didn't actually manage to do that. and then I realize how hot and cool it would be if Jonathan only thought that severing ties with Jonah would be enough to save him. if Jonathan's hope that he could resist the natural disaster that Jonah is was just his naivety. if Jonah was more like a plague than a person to everyone around him – if you linger around him, you are as good as dead; there is no way to stop the progression of that illness once it touched you. no way to get out of the downward spiral of otherworldly horrors and madness if you were careless enough to let that charming handsome man lead you to the first steps of it. how fitting would it be if everything dear to Jonah rotted under his touch, first against his will, then for his entertainment. and I calm down ❤️

[nonbinaryeye]

*Jonah entering Jonathan's room seductively and fully naked*

Jonah: Would you like to do some thorough examination on me, doctor Fanshawe?

*Jonathan taking his tools*

Fanshawe: Of course Jonah lie down here. Does anything hurt you? Are you feeling alright?

Fanshawe has the biggest ace energy I have ever seen.

I have spoken my word.

[nonbinaryeye]

Jonah: Don't be so hard on yourself, Jonathan, everyone does mistakes sometimes.

Fanshawe: Thank you, Jonah, that's-...

Jonah: Except for me of course. I am perfect.

[trustworthy-liar]

Can I request Jonahbashawe? I think Jonah, Barnabas and Fanshawe should all cuddle together.

I feel sorry for you Mr. Fanshawe you just want to study and these two boiz are annoying you.

I cannot help it but headcanon Jonathan as ace. Jonah just dragged him into this madness and he just went with it like "okay this is what we're doing now..."