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Elias Bouchard's incredibly competent and incredibly overworked personal assistant, Jonathan Sims, has a bit of a problem—His boss just murdered someone.
And another problem—He's suddenly complicit in that murder.
And another problem—He's desperately in love with the murderer.
He absolutely does not have time for any of this nonsense.
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“Hey, Jon?” Martin isn’t moving. He sturdies himself, holding Jon back like an anchor. If Jon wanted to go, all he’d have to do is drop Martin’s hand, but he can’t. They’re holding hands. They’re meant to be holding hands. “Why did you say my mother was dead?”
“I don’t know,” Jon runs his free hand through his messy curls. When had his hair gotten so long? “It just popped into my head like a passing thought, like something I heard somewhere once. We haven’t known each other that long, Martin, I’m sure I just mixed you up with someone else at the Institute.”
“Like a memory?” Martin asks, quietly.
“Sure,” Jon says. “Like a memory.”
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Between phantom earthquakes and visions of a terrifying future, something is very, very wrong at the Institute. And only Jon and Martin can see it.
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Daisy may be leashed by Basira's contract, but it cannot stifle the needs of the Hunt. Elias gives her a chew toy to tide her over.
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“It came from inside me,” Jon says needlessly as he holds out the slim feather for Elias to inspect. It is so small, barely half the length of the fingers Elias uses to pluck it up, to turn it this way and that so it shines white in the stark kitchen lighting.
“The Vast, perhaps,” Elias muses aloud, ignoring the way Jon fidgets for his lost attention. Jon presses a hand to his throat and pushes gently at the line of his windpipe, trying to feel the stretching emptiness, the wide and endless expanse opening inside him. It makes his head ache and his mouth taste like saltwater.
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Something is growing inside Jon.
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The professors called Jon a Seer. They said they’d never seen a talent for divination quite like his before. All three of them—Martin, Tim, and Gerry—had held him in their arms more times than they could count while he shook himself apart, eyes rolled back into his head, and stories about people they’d never heard of tumbling from his lips. Gerry’s spent years keeping studious notes on everything Jon’s babbled out, just waiting for the key that will inevitably save the world, but he’s yet to parse anything useful. Martin doesn’t care about saving the world. He’s more interested in saving his boyfriend.
In a desperate bid to control his painful and debilitating divination magic, Jon goes to work with his old classmate Elias Bouchard at his mysterious research institute. His boyfriends (Martin, Tim, and Gerry) have their misgivings, considering Martin’s own dark history with Elias during their time at Hogwarts, but Jon is willing to do anything to get his life back. While there, Jon falls in deeper and deeper with the strangely alluring Elias, and learns about a dangerous side of himself he may have been better off not remembering.
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The door swings open, quick and fluid, and Jon knows Elias has been waiting there for him. Jon asked for him to be there and he is; framed in the doorway like a manor lord with his blood red robe and his black silk slippers. He is ever so slightly taller than Jon and he is gazing down at him dark and hungry and Jon is sinking into the floor. Jon feels like he barely comes up to Elias’s knees beneath that gaze. Just a child again. Helpless.
“Hello there, little fly,” Elias says, the tip of his tongue flicking wet along his bottom lip. Jon is paralyzed watching the tips of his teeth flicker in and out of sight as he speaks, catching yellow in the lamplight. “Won’t you come in?”
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The first time Jon came to the aquarium (after he got over the panic attack he’d dropped into seeing the mermaid twist its way out of the dark water towards him), he’d asked the mermaid for his name. The second time he came (when he thought ahead enough to bring a sign language dictionary), the mermaid told him it was Gerry.
Which is a very strange name for a mermaid to have.
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The pen has a surprising weight to it when Jon takes it and signs the contract. A similar weight settles over his shoulders. A shiver goes up his spine and settles like butterfly wings beating at the inside of his ribs. This job is his. The Archives, all the knowledge in them, those are his. A deeper sort of greed settles into his chest, and he smiles at Elias with a bright, manic energy. The kiss Elias presses to his hand feels like a blessing.
- What Belongs to the Sea, Gilded Edges
Jon becomes Elias' Archivist. Elias decides a celebration is in order.
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There’s some sort of glittery streamer dangling down from the top of the doorway leading into the Archives. Hot pink, with little hearts of different sizes swaying gently in the still air. They hadn’t been there when Jon came into work this morning, he’s sure he would have noticed something so offensive to the eyes. It’s garishly out of place in the properly somber decor of the Archives. Jon reaches up, grasping the bottom of a tiny vinyl heart and rubbing it distastefully between his fingers. Anyone could have put it up between Jon’s modestly too early arrival and now, but Jon would put money on the fact that it was Tim.
It would certainly explain the unusually high level of amusement in his grin when he came to deliver his report on the Wharton case. Generally, in Jon’s experience, houses spontaneously burning down don’t tend to evoke a great deal of levity.
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Tim gets an unexpected visitor. Luckily, he has his grumpy old boss to back him up.
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- Part 8 of The Aro Archives
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Where The World Goes By Like The Humid Air by WhyNotFly
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
27 Jan 2021
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“Would you like to come out with me tonight? For a pint. I’ll buy.” Basira steps in closer and Tim can feel the heat of her body for just a second before she strides past him and up the first few steps out of the archives. “Gets you out of here and well on your way to unconsciousness, and in exchange you keep talking to me. Sounds like a fair deal.”
Basira starts walking up the stairs, her back turned resolutely to him as if his agreement is already a forgone conclusion. Insufferable. Just like—
“Okay,” Tim says. He thinks of his flat, the sheets he hasn’t changed in three months, the takeout containers overflowing out of the bin, the silent empty corners. “Okay.”
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- Part 7 of The Aro Archives
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“Don’t you notice something different about me?” Peter can practically hear the impatient foot tapping in Jonah’s voice.
Peter flicks his gaze up and down. “There’s quite a few differences, James, could you possibly be more specific?”
“It’s Elias now,” Jonah practically spits. “I’ve been in a new body for three bloody days and you haven’t noticed, Peter.”
“Of course I’ve noticed. I just didn’t find it worth mentioning.”
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- Part 6 of The Aro Archives
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“That’s it, though. It’s not love.” Jon stares down at the lines of his palm as if he could read the answers out of them like statements. “I don’t think I love Martin.”
“Well now I know you need some air.” Daisy pokes the center of Jon’s glasses so that they push painfully into the bridge of his nose, and he closes his eyes against the intrusion. “You talk more about Martin than a teenage girl at a sleepover.”
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- Part 5 of The Aro Archives
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“I’m hardly a guest,” Peter said with a smile that felt as empty as his presence. “Your father has put a great deal of trust in me, leaving me as your caretaker while he’s away on business. Some would say I’m practically a member of the family.”
Jon scoffed and rolled his eyes in a way he hoped was vicious enough to wound. “You’re barely a glorified babysitter.”
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James Wright leaves his son in the somewhat dubious care of his paramour, Mr. Peter Lukas. He does his best to follow James' instructions.
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The Devil You Know by WhyNotFly for acemartinblackwood (semnai)
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
08 Dec 2020
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Martin wants to slam the door of Elias’ office closed, but instead he merely eases it gently shut until the lock clicks into place, because at least one of them has to be professional about this, and it clearly isn’t going to be Elias.
Martin and Elias discuss the best way to handle their shared project. Disagreements only make the reconciliation all the sweeter.
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“How does it work?” Martin asked without looking up, and the shopkeeper laughed lightly. The hot embarrassment running up through him was enough to shake Martin out of the trance and he closed his fist around the earring before depositing it lightly on the glass countertop. “Oh right. Magic.”
“Real magic,” the old woman added, smiling coyly.
Martin befriends the odd resident of a strange shop, and learns the truth about real magic.
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“Oh I’m sorry,” Jon says, and even with his simple single pair of eyes behind Jon’s head, Peter can hear him rolling all of his. “I didn’t realize you were the one slowly descending beyond the point of no return into becoming an eldritch fear monstrosity chained inexorably to the man who stole your life from you and plagued by constant stereoscopic headaches.”
“Oh alright, alright.” Peter is the one who suggested this in the first place, afterall. An uncharacteristic act of altruism, an olive branch as it were, to extend to his favorite new employee. Which doubled as a lovely middle finger to Elias who was undoubtedly watching and stewing in his jail cell. “But let me get you situated first. I promised you an enjoyable evening.”
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The Hollow Space Where Dirt Should Pack by WhyNotFly
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
02 Sep 2020
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Love is a tangible thing. It has weight. It has substance. You can measure it on a scale, store it in jars, observe the ways it twists and grows and over-splits its boundaries. When a body holds so much love—love without an outlet—it naturally spills over. Seeks the sunlight. Jon’s body is so small, (and now it looks smaller than ever, frail and sunken in the nest of pale blue pillows) it’s no wonder that his love came overflowing.
The only wonder is that it came for Martin.
Martin has never been able to grow flowers, but when Jon starts coughing up dog roses for him, he can't bear to let him suffer alone.
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- Part 4 of The Aro Archives
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“Will I not dream?” Jon asks. There’s no compulsion to the question, just a tight line of anxiety that has Elias’ hand drifting over and smoothing across Jon’s forehead calmingly. Brushing his bangs aside over and over again like a child.
“I don’t know,” Elias answers. “No one knows. No one has ever done what we will do, ever in the history of mankind. Everything we experience will be a discovery.”
The night before their apocalypse, Jon and Elias share a quiet evening.
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What Belongs to the Sea by TwoDrunkenCelestials, WhyNotFly
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
05 May 2020
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“My grandmother taught me about selkies,” said the tattooed man. “Said it’s good luck for them to grace your ship. To treat ‘em right, and they’ll guide you safe.”
It had seemed like a reasonable thing to believe.
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Martin decides to wait a few days after getting to the safe house before he confronts Jon. They’ve been through so much. Jon has done so much for him. He deserves to be happy for a little while. Martin can ignore his discomfort for Jon’s sake, because Jon deserves everything. Jon deserves the man he loves, and if (for some impossible to understand reason) he’s decided that is Martin, then Jon deserves Martin.
So Martin waits. He’s good at waiting. He’s been waiting his entire life for something he knows only by name.
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- Part 2 of The Aro Archives