I’ve been so inspired by @bananadramaaa lately!
Their human Alastor and Mimsy comics drive me insane!
I’m realising how cool their relationship is: it’s giving sibling energy!👌👌👌
just two pals looking out for each other while they murder!
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[Image ID: a The Magnus Archives comic in scales of greens, illustrating a moment from episode 129
The first three panels are close-ups of Jon.
Panel 1. Jon has a hand behind his head and is looking up, he has an expression of annoyance and embarassment on his face. He says "God knows what. and i can't talk to Melanie.
I suppose" and stops talking abruptly.
Panel 2. Jon lets his hand fall down his neck and looks to the side in embarassement, he makes an unintelligible sound.
Panel 3. Jon lets his arm fall down and looks Martin in the eyes, he has a sad and earnest look on his face. he says "I miss you"
The central panel is a medium shot of Martin and Jon.
Panel 4. Martin and Jon are facing each other, Martin is holding some files and has a look of disbelief on his face. he lets out a small laugh and says "Really?" Jon looks up at him with a sad expression and blushed cheeks.
The next two panels, in the corners of the page, are close-ups of Jon on the right and Martin on the left.
Panel 5. Jon looks up at martin with a look of surrender and yearning and a deeper blush. He says "yeah"
Panel 6. Martin looks down at Jon with a surprised face. realising he was actually being honest. He thinks "oh." /.End]
still trying to figure out my designs for these two but after listening to MAG 129 the worms in my brain took over
i'm vv new to tma but i sense an hyperfixation coming
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“You’ve never had sex before, have you?” you spit the question out before you can help it. Choso’s eyes go wide at that, his eyebrow twitching ever so slightly, before he tries to quickly school his expression to one of indifference. you don’t believe him for a moment though, especially with the way his hands start to tap at the bedsheets beneath him.
“What makes you say that?” he asks you, his voice rough and low. this close, you can see the uncertainty laying there. his hair is still in his signature buns, his fringe covers dark plum eyes that can’t find a single place on your face to settle. they dart from your own gaze to your lips, to your chin where your lipgloss has smeared from kissing him. he squeezes your waist tightly before he places his hands back against the bed, seemingly unsure of what he should do with himself.
“Your mannerisms,” you mutter, head tilted to the side as you start running your finger down the column of his neck. “How unsteady and unsure you are about everything; my body, where your hands should go, how long you should suck on my tongue when you kiss me. You’re so in your head, I figured you’re either nervous because it’s me or because you’ve never done this before.”
“Both.” He answers in a rush of breath, palms finding your waist once more, his eyes a little wider than usual. “My father never taught me anything about sex, and I was too busy taking care of my brothers to really think about it. So this is all,” his voice slowly disappears with every inch of skin you reveal to him, a sly smirk spreading across your face.
“New?” You finish for him, shirt suddenly tossed across the room. He nods with a thick swallow, an obvious struggle to keep looking at your face, scared that he might objectify you and make you uncomfortable, but his look does everything but. “Do you want to fuck me, Choso?”
he groans so loud, you fear he’s cum in his pants already. it sure does feel like it, with how his cock twitches, thick where you rest on top of his pelvis, a wet spot suddenly growing between your legs. you can’t help but rock your hips ever so gently against him, grinning when his eyes fly shut and squeeze, his hands gripping you so tightly that you can’t tell whether or not he wants to stop you or encourage you.
“Do you?” you ask him again when he doesn’t answer, his lip bitten tightly between his teeth. “Do you wanna know what it feels like to be inside me? Feel me cum on your cock? Don’t you wanna fill me up with your cum?”
he seizes you before you can register his speed, his hands quick and fast and tight and pulling everything he can. you can’t help but laugh against his mouth and let him mold himself to your body in every way that he sees fit.
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