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trensu · 2 years ago

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wonder boy <3

AU TIME! Steve attains super strength. How? DOESN'T MATTER. So he gets super strength and Dustin takes it upon himself to train him up because he thinks Steve should use his shiny new power for Good. There's an evil entity coming to Hawkins by the name of Vecna and they need a defender.

Steve used to be a bully and he really wishes someone better had gotten this power because he doesn't think he deserves it. He supposes, though, that defending the town from Evil is a way to redeem himself. He reluctantly agrees to Dustin's proposal to train him even as he protests he's not superhero material. Despite his hesitation, Steve is actually pretty good at beating up the monsters this Vecna baddie sent ahead. With his super strength and years of athleticism, taking down the demogorgon, the demodogs, and the Mindflayer was a piece of cake.

Vecna's getting irritated, to say the least. He needs to find a way to get rid of this Steve character if he hopes to take over Hawkins. Obviously the blunt force approach isn't working. Vecna decides to switch tactics. He needs to be more subtle. Steve, apparently, is known for chasing after a pretty face. Vecna sends in his favorite servant, Eddie, who is a quick thinker and quite charming when he wants to be.

Eddie hates Vecna. Hates all the terror and pain he sows; hates his senseless cruelty. But he hasn't a choice, so off to Hawkins he goes to find this hero guy. He figures the best way to track him down is to lure him. He's always wanted to play damsel-in-distress and Vecna's recently created humanoid monster Billy is chomping at the bit to see some action.

Of course Billy is too new and too stupid to know what "acting" was, so he does not hold back when he grabs Eddie by the hair and snarls in his face. Eddie yelps and cusses a storm.

"Get your fucking hands off me, you stupid asshole."

Billy, stupid empty-headed Billy, stares at Eddie. His other hand curls around the side of Eddie's neck and yanks him close.

"Pretty," Billy growls. Eddie feels the bottom drop out of his stomach and begins to struggle in earnest. He had not planned for this turn of events. The hand Billy has in Eddie's hair tightens as his other trails down his neck to paw clumsily at whatever other part of Eddie he can reach.

"Hey! Dickhead!"

Billy turns around to see who shouted at him and gets hit with a well aimed stone right in the forehead. He drops Eddie as he staggers back with a grunt. Eddie lands roughly but scrambles away quickly enough as whoever threw the rock charges past him to tackle a dazed Billy to the ground.

Eddie gingerly picks himself off the ground, grimacing at the scrapes on his palms. The sound of fighting continues behind him so Eddie takes the time to tie back his hair. Assuming the guy fighting Billy is the hero Vecna sent him after, he wants to look presentable. For a given value of presentable, anyway. He aggravates his scrapes on accident when he scrubs his palms against his jeans out of nervous habit. He hisses.

"Are you okay?"

Eddie whirls around to see what must be the most beautiful man in the entire world. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern but it does nothing to diminish the warmth in his brown eyes. Damn Vecna and his schemes. He could've warned Eddie how gorgeous his target was.

"Fine. All fine," Eddie blurts out like an idiot.

"You're bleeding," Handsome Hero Guy says, reaching out to grab Eddie's hands. Eddie lets him hold his hands for just a moment before yanking them away and taking a skip back.

"Woah-ho, watch it there, wonder boy! Hands off the goods," Eddie smiles teasingly. "What, you see one guy get handsy and think I let all the boys have at me?"

Handsome Hero Guy's eyes widen, mouth (such a pretty mouth, too, fuck) dropping open in shock.

"N-no!" (Aww, he's blushing. Eddie's heart skips a beat.) "I wouldn't--It didn't look like you wanted that guy on you. I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

"My hero," Eddie flutters his lashes. The guy's answering smile is bashful. Eddie wants to eat him up.

"Wouldn't go that far," Handsome Hero Guy mumbles.

"I'll be the judge of that, wonder boy. Muscles like that? Showing up out of nowhere to protect my admittedly ragged virtue? That's definitely hero work."

"It really isn't that big a deal," he insists. "Anyone would've done the same."

"You'd be surprised," Eddie feels his smile turn slightly bitter at the edges before cranking up the charm again. "So do I get to know my hero's name or do I have to guess? Wonder boy seems to fit."

"Oh, uh, no. I'm Steve."

"Mmm, hi Stevie. I'm Kas."

Steve's in love. Kas is perfect. He's loud and wild and passionate. He can talk for hours about anything that interests him and yet still listen so intently whenever Steve speaks. His smile is always full of mischief and his big brown doe eyes make Steve weak in the knees when they focus on him alone.

"I think maybe you're rushing in to this, Steve," Robin tells him, a couple weeks after his fateful meeting with Kas. "I mean, what do you really know about the guy?"

"I know enough," Steve protests. "He loves metal music and, like, nerdy role playing games with dice. He can play guitar and he loves strawberry ice cream. And he has the best laugh." Steve can't quite smother a smitten sigh.

"Yeah, but where's he from? He's not local. Who are his friends? Nobody seems to know him!" Robin starts to pace the way she does whenever she's worrying over something. It makes Steve pause.

"Being new in town isn't a bad thing, Rob."

"No, but it's pretty sketchy timing, don't you think? We get all these monsters, half the town moves away because of it, and suddenly there's a new face in town? Someone who looks like he was tailor made for you?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Now Steve's getting defensive. Robin's always been better at looking at the big picture but usually she trusts Steve's judgement when it comes to people.

"C'mon, Steve! The eyes? The hair? And he's, like, witty or smart or whatever. He couldn't be more your type if he tried!" Robin throws her hands up in frustration and Steve's had enough.

"I thought you'd be happy for me," Steve says flatly. "I finally found someone. After the whole thing with Nancy, I didn't think I ever would."

"I am! I am happy for you, Steve," Robin sighs. "I just don't want you to get hurt again."

"Kas wouldn't hurt me. He's a good guy, Robin. Trust me. He's the best."

Steve is grateful, later, that Robin loves him enough to not tell him 'I told you so.'

Eddie had been worried at first. Steve is amazing. 'Wonder boy' really does fit him because Steve is wonderful, and not just because of his super strong muscles and distractingly hairy chest. Steve loves his friends without reservation; he wears his feelings like a coat of many colors, out in the open and inviting everyone to admire them.

Eddie hasn't had friends a very long time. He had to leave them behind after he went to Vecna. He didn't want to risk them getting hurt because of him. And afterwards, it was easier to keep people at a distance. So he was worried about getting so close to Steve, wonderful Stevie.

But Steve was invulnerable! He was strong enough to take down monsters, sure, but he couldn't be wounded at all! Eddie is going to be able to report to Vecna, fully confident, because Vecna would never be able to hurt Steve anyway.

Eddie tosses up the misshapen d20 Steve had carved just for him and catches it. He continues to do this as he smirks at Vecna, just to rub it in Vecna's ugly slimy face. "So, you see? You're not gonna win this time, V-man. Steve has no weaknesses for you to exploit."

Vecna snags the d20 out of midair. It cracks and splinters in his grip, to Eddie's dismay.

"I think you'll find, Eddie," Vecna leans into his space, and in a mockingly sweet gesture trails his gross slick fingers along Eddie's cheek bone and tucks a loose curl behind Eddie's ear, "that he does. He very much does. And I'm going to use it to bring him to his knees."

With that, he yanks Eddie by the hair and binds him.

Steve's eyes linger on Kas--no, Eddie, who was a spy, who worked with Vecna all this time--where he lay prone and struggling against Vecna's disgusting vines holding him down. Eddie is trying to say something, but it's too muffled by the vines for Steve to understand. He can tell Eddie is scared, though. Scared and desperate.

Steve never considered himself a smart guy. He knew was always too willing to give his heart away. This guaranteed two things. One, he was not gonna be able to out-think a way out of Vecna's plan. Two, there was no way he'd let the man he loved suffer. Regardless of what Eddie did or did not do, he didn't deserve whatever Vecna would do to him.

Steve takes a deep breath and turns to Vecna.

"If I do this, you promise to let him go?"

"Of course."

"Like, for real. He'll be free from you?"

"As I said."

"And he'll be safe? You promise he won't get hurt while I'm not able to protect him?"

"Eddie betrayed you, Steve. He used you and gave me everything I asked for. Why do you care if he gets hurt, after all that?"

Steve scowls. "You don't get it. Guys like you never do. And why do you care what I use my side of the bargain for? You're getting what you want."

"I am," Vecna says smugly.

"So we got a deal or what? I give up my powers and leave you alone for 24 hours; you free Eddie and promise he won't get hurt?"

"We have an accord." Vecna reaches out to shake his hand.

Steve screams in agony the minute their hands touch. It feels like every nerve ending in his body was set on fire. He falls to his knees, weakly tugging his hand but he isn't able to take it back until Vecna himself decides to let go.

Vecna disappears and Steve hears Eddie cry out his name before he passes out.

Steve is taking great satisfaction from beating Vecna's face in. Or he was until Vecna starts laughing.

"What's so funny, asshole?" Steve snarls. "You lost."

"Yes," Vecna coughs. "Aren't you curious as to why?"

"Because I fucking beat the shit out of you," Steve snaps as Vecna continues to laugh at him.

"It hasn't been 24 hours, Steve," Vecna grins, bloody. At Steve's perplexed expression, he adds, "I thought Eddie would've picked someone smarter."

Steve's blood turns to ice.

"Where's Eddie? What did you do to him?" Steve shakes Vecna.

"I didn't do anything to him. He was protecting your dear Robin. He's in my domain now. No human survives the Upside Down for long."

Steve hits him twice more for good measure, knocking the bastard out. Then, the moment Hop's got him locked down, Steve books it to the nearest portal before anyone could stop him.

Eddie wakes slowly in an unfamiliar bed with no idea how he got there. There's a hand gently running through his hair. Eddie blinks blearily at its owner.

"...Steve?" he rasps.

"Kas!" Steve responds. Eddie flinches as the lies he told come back to him. Steve must have seen it, because in a softer tone he says, "Eddie."

And god damn Steve made his name sound beautiful. He thought he'd never hear him say it, not when he was Kas, the spy, the fucking betrayer. He hurt Steve, and everyone Steve loved. Dustin, Nancy, Robin...wait.

Eddie immediately starts to struggle into a sitting position, but Steve keeps a firm hand pressed down on his chest. "Eddie, wait, what are you--"

"Robin," Eddie gasps out, desperate. He'd broken Steve's heart once already, and betrayed his trust. He couldn't bear it if Steve lost Robin, too, and Robin deserved so much better than whatever Vecna's monsters would do to her. "Robin...needs..."

"Shh, it's okay, Eddie. Robin is fine. You saved her, she's okay."

That didn't make sense. If he managed to save Robin then Eddie wouldn't be here at all. He'd be drained to a husk in the Upside Down. So what...? His confusion must have shown on his face because Steve's face went soft.

"I wouldn't leave you down there, Eddie," Steve says gently. Eddie felt a lump in his throat because he should have. Steve had every right to have left him there to rot.

"But I...why would you do that? After I...?" There's a burning in his eyes, and Eddie desperately blinks back tears.

"I know now, why you did it. I don't blame you. I mean, god, your uncle's all you got. You told me yourself."

"You know?" Eddie interrupts. "About the bargain with Vecna?"

"To save your uncle's life? Yeah. El pulled it out of Vecna after sealing his powers away. He tried to use it as a reason to keep his powers, but it turns out taking his powers away doesn't negate what he did to save your uncle."

"Oh," Eddie says in wonder. "If Vecna's defeated, then...I'm free?"

Steve smiles his lovely sunshine smile that makes Eddie melt every time. "Yeah, you're free. You don't have to do anything he says ever again."

Steve stops and fidgets awkwardly for a moment.

"What?" Eddie prods. Steve grimaces.

"I'm just sorry. Sorry that he made you...seduce me, or whatever. I'd never have--I touched you all the time! And kissed you! And you had to just...take it. Fuck, I'm still doing it now," Steve pulls his hands away and goes so far as to scoot farther away from the bed where Eddie lays. "Sorry. Sorry, I know you don't--I know it was fake."

Steve's voice gets wobbly at the end, and his eyes were kept firmly down in embarrassment. He sniffs and forces an awkward chuckle.

"I must've been such an easy mark for you, huh? Fell for you so fast. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable with...with everything."

Eddie rubs his palms on his thighs nervously. Steve doesn't reach out. He doesn't look at Eddie. Eddie's heart is full of messy feelings. He doesn't know what to do or what to say, but he knows he wants to wipe that heartbreak from Steve's face. And he wants to love Steve the way Steve deserves to be loved.

With a wince, Eddie pushes himself up to a sitting position despite Steve's protest and hovering hands. Then he leans forward to grab Steve's hand in a firm handhold.

"Hi," he says, looking into Steve's widened eyes. "My name's Eddie."

There's a beat where Steve stares at him in confusion. Then realization seems to hit, and a cautious smile hooks the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Eddie," Steve says shyly. "I'm Steve."

"I'm kind of caught up in something at the moment, Steve," Eddie says, gesturing at the healing room with his free hand. "But I'd love to take you out to dinner sometime. Hopefully soon?"

Steve lets out a disbelieving chuckle. "Uh, yeah. Yeah, Eddie, I'd like that a lot."

Steve and Eddie get the chance to fall in love all over again, without any monsters or evil masterminds to get in the way. Turns out they fall even harder when the stress of imminent doom isn't around.

#trensu tells stories #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #i did this instead of working on my stranger things/the magnus archives fusion fic #at this rate that fic will never get done #but hey!#this was fun to write!#so like #not a total loss #also i really wanted to see eddie play meg to steve's hercules #be the change you wanna see in the world right?

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magnapinna-sp-a · 15 hours ago

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Hello jon Cup i made for CAD in school

#the magnus archives #tma #CAD stands for computer aided design if you didn't know that btw #hello jon apologies for the deception #I'm literally so proud of myself with this #The software is called Fusion 360 btw #fusion 360

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kbirbpods · 1 month ago

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[Podfic Link] | Length: 9 minutes, 16 seconds

Original Work: and those pages will swallow you whole by @bugbeee [liverobinreaction (bugbee) on ao3]

Batman x TMA: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Jurgen Leitner

Rating: Teen & Up Audiences

Summary:

The book is an old, yellowed thing, with a lurid cover more fitting of a pulp romance novel than a harbinger of despair. A mannequin with a blank face and the barest hint of a smile dips a woman in a ball gown. There are strings wrapped around her wrists. She looks like she’s smiling too, eyes shining at the reader. She isn’t. There is terror in her eyes. She is crying, begging the reader for help. And Tim knows without a doubt that Jason is holding a bomb.

Notes: Pod-O-Ween 2024 | Prompt: Fear

#the magnus archives #batfamily #batfam crossover #tma crossover #tma podfic #batfam podfic #podfic #podoween 2024 #podoween #pod-o-ween 2024 #tma x dc #dc x tma #crossovers and fandom fusions #tim drake #jurgen leitner #bugbeee #liverobinreaction #kbirb pods #2024

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maybeophe · 4 months ago

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Listening to The Distortion transition in real time. Good for her, good for her. 👏

#the magnus archives #episode 100 #Does it count as transing your gender if you're the fusion of an incomprehensible being and the identity of one of your victims?

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mizumech · 1 year ago

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Day 7: Blade/Ocean/Death

Hi! It’s mizumech. I know I’ve been late on Day 5 and 6, but Day 5 is spiralling out of control in length. Well, here’s Day 7, inspired by the Magnus Archives, coming in at 2451 words named ‘Gone Fission’.

(Subtext: I have never interacted with the original Magnus Archives)

TW: Death, Altered state of consciousness, Bloodlust

Enjoy!

[Click]

[MARTYN]

Statement of Ren “The Dog” Lycan, regarding an…incident of violence and potential altered state of consciousness during a LARP session. Recorded direct from subject today, 17th September, 2023—

[REN]

…do we need to be so formal, my dude?

[MARTYN]

It’s mainly for the sake of archival and whoever the next archivist is, my liege.

[REN]

…

[MARTYN]

You—you know what? Tell you what, I’m going to…re-record this. Or something. If that’s okay with you. God, I should not have taken that coffee from Grian this morning…

[REN]

Yeah, I’m okay with anything at this point—wait...Grian works here?

[MARTYN]

Yeah, surprising, right? I always thought he would be in architecture or something else that has to do with eyes.

[Click]

[MARTYN]

Statement of Ren “The Dog” Lycan, regarding an incident of violence and potential altered state of consciousness during a LARP session. Recorded direct from the subject today, 17th September, 2023. Statement begins.

[REN]

So, backstory first. Death’s been a big thing for me all my life. I love acting and storytelling, and Death is always a big theme. I die a lot, actually.

[MARTYN]

…what? You never told me about this?

[REN]

Yeah, I’ll come back to that later. Anways, I first died when I was…uh…when was that? I think I was like…ten? I drowned on a beach trip, and everything was white. I think I might’ve even met Death herself! Death’s not as strange as it seems. It’s like drifting away with the sound of your family accompanying you. It’s also moist. She waved to me, and I waved back, but then I got pulled back to the living world where Ma and Pa Dog were lookin’ down worriedly at me. They later told me that they had done CPR and mouth-to-mouth on me and that had saved me life.

I don’t think that’s true. CPR in fact fails most of the time, did you know that?

Well, as a ten year old, I didn’t know that.

I jumped off the roof of my house back then at night and I think I broke my neck or something,

Now, neck breakage doesn’t always kill you. I’ve actually heard that immediate medical attention regarding injuries like that can save lives.

Well, I didn’t have that. It was nighttime and I hadn’t told anyone that I was planning to jump.

I just kinda laid there for a while.

When I finally died, Death and I met again. She offered me a seat, and I think we chatted a bit. We might’ve talked about Transformers.

[MARTYN]

Sorry to interrupt, but you met Death and you talked about Transformers?

[REN]

Heck yeah! We talked about Optimus Prime and Bumblebee before I came back. This proved that I could die and come back, which my ten-year-old-self did not think to take advantage of.

I love kitter-me to death, heh, but he’s not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Well, I got through life rather smoothly until my sixteenth birthday. I participated in a group-outing-friendly-championship with some friends; Falsie, H Mama, and Fruity were on my team. This time, the game was some sort of tag with darts and normal other rules.

So. You know by now. I somehow died. Something about the darts. I broke off from the group and got ambushed by Sapnap. I don’t even think anyone noticed. The recovery period this time was so short that I didn’t even get to wave to Death before I got pulled back.

We won that game, for the record.

There weren’t really any major events like that other than a different tournament where I might have died. For that one, I’m not sure. It felt more like I had gotten on a train, fallen asleep, and missed my station.

That was a strange dream, I tell you. I dreamt Zed was with me, and there was a melancholy guy called Wilbur. There was also a guy called Schlatt.

[MARTYN]

The name Zedaph sounds familiar. Has he made a statement here before?

[REN]

I don’t know. He does seem like the sort of person to do that, though.

When I got off ‘the train’, people patted me on the back with nicknames like “Grimdog”, and “The Reaper”, which is kinda strange, if you ask me.

I know for a fact almost no one knows I can die.

Okay, maybe Falsie knows. She looked at me like she’d seen a ghost when I came back from that whole deal with Sapnap, and she’d already made quite a few death related jokes in front of me when we first became friends. That’s not even her normal humour!

Well, so do you.

[MARTYN]

...excuse me?

[REN]

I even died one of the first times we met.

Remember?

Grian organised a LARP thing with his friend groups, which included you and me. He called it a social experiment. Well, to him and Mumbo, everything is a social experiment, I guess.

Did I tell you about the time Mumbo put a button near our office pantry that dispensed chocolate coins? It had lights to indicate when it had last been pressed and the number of chocolate coins dispensed depended on how long we waited to press it. If no one pressed it for too long it would supposedly explode. He even found a way to make the timing pressed correspond with a different coloured sweet wrapper!

Hilarious, I tell you! Workplace drama for days!

Oop. I think I’m off topic at this point.

Anyhoozle, you and I were allied. All of this game was merely meant to be a game, if you don’t remember. I was the king of a fictional place called Dogwarts and we were against Grian and Scar’s faction. I lost my ‘green life’ to an explosive trap, and my ‘yellow life’ to you.

That was a real life.

Remember?

That axe I gave you, it was supposed to be foam. I knew it was foam. Grian wouldn’t have allowed the circulation of weapons made of anything other than foam.

You know what happens next, I get you to behead me, right?

Funny story: that was inspired by a thick epic that appeared in my mail one time. I think the inside was stamped “Library of Joe Hills”?

Well, I see the axe come down. Mumbo’s behind the camera, and he’s recording this.

And then the axe glints.

I see that axe glint in the moonlight, and deep down I know that’s not plastic, or foam. That’s metal and it’s coming for my head.

One moment, I’m sprawled out on Blackheart Altar, and one moment, I’m facing Death.

I think I even got some pickup lines in there.

(a laugh)

Does that make me a more successful Thanos? Ladies get in line! Ladies, gentlemen, anyone can get in the line!

[MARTYN]

Ren…

[REN]

When I came back, I was not the same. There was something in my head, and it was telling me to kill. It was urging me to snatch the axe to lop off your head, actually!

But I have to resist, right? No killing of the bros.

Besides, only I get the private landline to Death herself!

Back to the story.

I think there were voices in my head. All of a sudden, it felt like I was the character I had been illustrating. I wholly believed that we hated Grian and we hated Scar and we all hated each other.

I don’t know why this death was so different.

I wholly believed that you were my Hand, and that Scar was nothing but—nothing but scum!

It’s a horrible thing, to think of your friends that way, and it’s so terrible to actually consider killing them.

I didn’t even know you well back then, but I would’ve trusted you with my life.

But in that moment, when I was staring at the pool of my own blood, those voices wanted more blood.

It wasn’t just a game anymore. I wanted them to die. Those voices were pushing against each other, overlapping and reaching at fantasies of revenge.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

When I was still vaguely sane I knew my plan was to gift you that axe. But when I knew that was a real weapon, my hindbrain could not take not having it for myself.

I needed their blood dripping down my hands. It was going to be me and Scar to the death, my Hand.

That axe…

I think the thing that should have really rattled me was when I ‘killed’ Joel.

We were chasing him and his ‘wolf army’ and we chased him into the woods. Now, normal me would not have had the stamina to do that. I would’ve been panting and on my knees at that point if I was normal, pre-death Ren.

But I wasn’t. This wasn’t a roleplay anymore to me.

I was the Red King, protector of my country; and my vision was tinging with red. Literally. I had a doctor check it out a week later. Nothing.

It was an animalistic sort of desire. At the speed I was going, I wasn’t even feeling tired. I knew I could freakin’ eat him whole if I wanted to, but I was just nipping at his heels and taking big swings at him with a foam blade.

Thank God I wasn’t holding the real axe. I don’t think you realised the danger of that axe at the time, to be honest.

I would’ve killed him. I would’ve.

Eventually, I caught up. In Joel’s eyes was some sort of fake bravado.

I don’t even know how I could tell. Normal me would not have been able to do that.

I think the Red King could smell the fear rolling off Joel, because I was suddenly in his space; punching him and snarling like one of his wolves.

I didn’t stop. I wanted to tear him to pieces. I wanted him dead. I needed him dead. I didn’t stop until Mumbo started frantically gesturing at me to stop and you were pulling me away.

In that moment, I had never felt more…alive.

It’s a strange euphoria. It’s strange to feel so good to beat someone up.

Now that I look back on it, that’s a terrifying sensation; the electric tingle I had after I did what I did.

Joel was just lying there; trembling.

He looked so…small to me.

I think he might’ve been hyperventilating.

We never spoke much after that, in any of the later LARP sessions.

I still couldn’t get the idea that this was a game to stick to my brain. It was all so real to me.

Even after I lost my ‘red life’—my last one, I couldn’t get the bloodlust out of my brain.

I watched you die in vain; trying to protect Dogwarts, and it took me all my self control not to stand right back up and stab Scar.

I watched your axe fall.

It had turned back to foam.

When I got back to the car, I realised I couldn’t remember how to drive. I had to get you to drive me home.

I couldn’t figure out how any of my technology worked, in fact.

It was only halfway home when my ears kinda popped.

My heart was racing because I didn’t know you.

All the voices seemed to shut up all at once.

I didn’t know who you were.

I knew how to drive. I knew how to use a comm. I knew that I had been invited to LARP.

But I didn’t know you.

You were talking about how believable my improv was and I was just sitting there in the passenger seat with adrenline coursing through me like a drug.

Something had shifted.

At that moment, I don’t think I recognised you. I don’t think you recognised me either.

Just a moment before that, we had been as thick as thieves. Then, it felt like I was looking at you through a periscope across the ocean.

Your eyes…they were blue. I don’t know why that shocked me. Blue is one of the colours I see best. But it did. I could’ve sworn they were a more purplish-grey.

It was weird.

I eventually got to know you normally, and we have a great friendship now.

Well, I don’t think I’ve died since.

I don’t think I’ve tried to kill anyone since.

(a laugh)

Or at least I don’t think so.

End of statement?

[MARTYN]

Thanks for coming in, man. I really appreciate it.

[REN]

Love ya face. See you sometime soon!

[MARTYN]

You too, my lord!

(audible sigh)

[Click]

[MARTYN]

For the sake of archival and the benefit of the next archivist, I want to contribute my side of the story to the tape.

So. Ren. He’s a funny guy, has a big heart. He’s a good friend.

What he’s just said all really did happen. While I can’t verify whether Death is a woman or whether dying is moist, I do admit he wasn’t really the same after he turned red.

Context here. Grian’s social experiment gave all LARPers three lives each. On your green life, you just had to survive. On your yellow life, you were supposed to be more anxious and cautious.

On your red life, you were supposed to be aggressive, and you were allowed to ‘kill’ people.

I say ‘kill’ with big air-quotes because no, you were not supposed to actually kill people.

When I pretended to behead him—

(clears throat)

Beheaded him. Actually beheaded him, I guess.

I did note a change in his behaviour.

I chalked this up to something else. After all, that was part of his character.

He had asked me to behead him so he could be permitted to kill his enemies, and after I killed him, he said that “Red Winter is Coming!”

Pardon the accent. I can’t do it the same as Ren.

Speaking of which. He had some sort of accent on his last life. He never tripped over it. Some sort of inflection I’ve never understood.

Well, when I cut his head off, it actually came off.

I didn’t really think about it at first. I don’t know why. There was actually blood all over, but I had thought it was just some movie magic I didn’t understand.

I know this seems unlikely, but being Ren’s Hand? That was of my own accord. I don’t think I was brainwashed into it.

I think I would’ve known if I had been brainwashed.

Right?

Well, my character was so…devoted to Ren’s.

Even now, I do cherish our friendship. It’s a deep one. Love hanging out with him.

Well, him and me forever.

I hope he’s doing well.

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#treebarkweek2023 #treebarkweek #trafficshipping #3lshipping #martyn inthelittlewood #rendog #magnus archives fusion

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prairiedawn · 7 months ago

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Prairie's on Crossover Juice Again

The Kid!Gerry allegorical wizard fusion you never knew you needed in your life, with a side order of Archivist!Michael, OG Elias, Entities of Another Alignment, and Gerry, Sasha, Jon, and Martin running around (and under) London with homemade wands and absolutely no sense of self-preservation.

#young wizards #te magnus archives #fusion #crossover #not you dd

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llilyrose · 4 months ago

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Do you have fic recommendations 👉👈

Of course!

I would recommend my own fic, but... it's still in the works, unfortunately. No mal du pays content for the weak and elderly.

did you really think i wouldn't recommend ghostlight, of all things? especially with my current drawing series, obviously it's good!

It's a postgame fic centered on loop's and siffrin's (mostly loop's) healing processes post-game, where loop has to learn how to be human again. It's 24 chapters long, about 84k words, has an ongoing sequel (though it's on hiatus), and has a tumblr account you can interact with! @ghostlightfic

here are some other postgame fic recommendations:

Bloom And if I were not myself, would this be easier?

@livesworthlivingau Is a postgame au where Siffrin lives on for 30 years after the loops only to loop back when Odile dies in the future. This fic has a dual chapter system, one set of chapters that focuses on Loop and one set of chapters that focuses on Siffrin. This distinction becomes crucial later on. It also, like ghostlight, has a discord to join :3

I haven't read chokehold of a broken family bond myself, but I've heard wonderful things about it from everyone around me!!!! It's a LONG, ongoing AU fic that I'm sure someone else can provide a synopsis for ;)

Follow the Stars Back Home is another fic I have yet to read, but got recommended and decided to check out. It's postgame and focuses more on Siffrin's Island trauma than their Looping trauma, a nicher aspect people don't explore often.

speaking of aus:

Try It Again, Cheater by @moonstandardtime sends Loop back to their original timeline after breaking free from Siffrin's loops. They and their family have to adjust to this drastic Change and suffer the consequences of a timeline they could never remember.

To Extend our Reach to the Stars Above is a Villain Siffrin au where they meet the King before the party! It's one of only a few fics that explore this concept, all of which are so so interesting to me. Check it out!

Timeloop Support Group by @pixxyofice is a fic about therapy done from the pov of Siffrin and focuses on timeloop trauma. The twist? The people they're stuck with are au versions of their friends who got trapped in time loops themselves!

featured aus:

In Tales and Time (Odile) by @/tealgoat In Cycles and Cessation (Mira) by @/the-bitter-ocean Of Stitches in Sequence by @/basilpaste (which also has two fics on ao3, but i recommend viewing the au on everyone's profiles instead)

-- Oh, hey, Basilpaste!!! They have more bangers up their sleeve!!!! Slay the Savior is a Slay The Princess fusion au with ISAT that features Isabeau as the protagonist and Siffrin as the princess. Not only is the writing excellent but he thought up new designs for each siffrin on each path!!! Not to mention thinking up new paths, too! It's on hiatus, though.

The Dormont Archives are another Basil product, infusing ISAT into The Magnus Archives universe!! Like STS it's done in the style of the media and all of the statements are absurdly creative. It's ongoing with (currently only) 14 chapters, god knows how many planned for the future. (ALSO IT APPARENTLY HAS A DISCORD. I DIDN'T KNOW AABOUT THAT WHILE WRITING IT. go check out basil they put so much effort into this stuff dude 😭)

I've read SO MANY isat fanfics but the majority of them never got bookmarked. Practically all of the ones on ao3 are a good read!!! It's hard to keep track!!! If i missed any of your favorites fanfics on any website, please tell me please. if I've read it it'll get added to the list.

#isat #op #asks #rambling #fanfiction recommendations #fanfic

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