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joyfulwobbler · 6 months
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‼️MAG 200 spoilers‼️
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still in denial and stronger than ever
[ID: Magnus Archives fanart. The first piece is on a parchment-colored background which matches the transcript page. Martin and Jon lie together while embracing, Jon on top of Martin and half-hiding his face in his chest. Martin looks at him and says sadly via text taken from the transcripts, "Martin: And you have to promise me you’re going to do everything in your power to live. That you’re not going to sacrifice yourself at the first opportunity, just because you feel guilty about what happened." Jon looks away and replies, "Archivist: … I promise."
The second is toned in green light. The background shows Jon as a floating silhouette in front of a bright green eye. Martin stands in the foreground like he's taking a selfie, smiling with his glasses opaque while crying, and a Snapchat caption says, "jon is such a silly goose ahaha". End ID]
(A huge thank you to @princess-of-purple-prose for writing the ID!)
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zephyruswrites536 · 7 months
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Ok, I heard an audio made by someone that had like “You swore to me! You swore to me you bastard!” Like that part with Martin and Jon with “running up that hill” playing In the background and it convinced me to get a classical piece and put it over MAG200 when Jon and Martin “die”- well I did- I had to cut it a bit but still- I think it’s pretty but also makes it even sadder- cause music does that.
Now. Obviously I am not a music or audio editor- I do not have the technical expertise of a podcast editor- but I have capcut! So enjoy- if you want to watch it- MAG 200 with Le Cygne by Camille Saint-Saëns in Le Carnaval des Animaux playing overtop
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petaltexturedskies · 7 months
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Sylvia Plath, from Last Words
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jmb-reverie · 10 months
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Martin: [sobbing] Are you sure about this?
Archivist: No. But I love you.
Martin: I love you too.
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estrellami-1 · 5 months
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More Time (Please)
“Make him pay.”
Steve’s eyes widen in horror. “No,” he murmurs. “Please-”
He doesn’t know what he’s hoping for. That Eddie will say something else, maybe; that happens sometimes, right? People say things more than once. Surely this isn’t it, surely this isn’t the last time they’ll speak to each other—
Eddie’s eyes are widening, and Steve knows he feels the telltale burn of a soulmark, shearing the connection.
“Steve,” Robin calls, jogging back to tug on his arm. “We’ve gotta go, c’mon, it’s time.”
Numb, he lets himself be pulled away.
She glances at him, then back at Eddie a few times. “What was that about?”
He swallows the sob that wants to come out. “Our soulmarks.”
Her eyes widen. “Oh, Steve,” she murmurs.
He glances down at it. Still red. He knows it’s probably going to be the bats. He wishes any number of things, but is reminded of the story his grandma used to tell him. “There’s nothing we can do to change it,” he whispers along with the voice in his head, the same cadence as his grandma.
“Maybe,” she tries. “Maybe- you could go back now, just… yell something at him?”
“Don’t you think the soulmark would know?” He asks sadly. “You can’t cheat the system, Robs, not with this. Those are the last words I’ll ever hear him say.”
“I can’t lose you, Steve,” she whispers, and suddenly his eyes are filled with tears, and he attacks her in a hug, pulling her in until she squeaks.
“I love you, Robin,” he whispers.
“I love you. So much.”
“So much,” he agrees.
Up ahead, Nancy’s waiting on them. “Guys,” she calls. “We have to go. I know you’re scared, I am too, but we don’t have long.”
Steve takes a deep breath. “You’re right,” he agrees, and marches on, holding Robin’s hand tightly in his.
Neither of them try to let go until they have to.
Steve gets slammed against the wall by some vines, and they wind around him until he feels like he understands what asthma feels like, and then beyond that, cracking his ribs and bruising his throat, more, more, more, until suddenly they stop, release him, and he falls onto the wooden floor, scraping his hands and knees and earning a couple of splinters.
He hacks out a cough, stumbles back onto his feet, and follows Nancy and Robin into the belly of the beast.
They find Vecna right where they think they will and attack, and Steve thinks he’s screaming but the rushing of blood in his ears is louder than anything else, and he can’t hear himself, can’t check if he is, just keeps going, does what he can to help weaken Vecna, to help destroy him.
It’s over suddenly, Vecna dead, body riddled with bullets, and Steve glances down at his soulmark, hoping against all hope that it’s still red.
His heart drops through the floor when he sees grey instead.
He tears out of the house, sprints the entire way back, yelling for Eddie, but when he gets there he sees he really is too late.
Dustin’s sitting by his side, bottom lip quivering, tears streaming down his face, and Steve collapses next to him, flutters his hands around Eddie.
Ignoring the blood and gore, he looks almost peaceful, and Steve suddenly knows this is how he would look fifty years from then, dying from old age instead, in a world where their soulmarks gave them more time.
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pathetichimbos · 4 months
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physically i'm here but mentally, spiritually, and clinically i'm wrapped in thomas' arms, gently but firmly cradled against his chest
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danskjavlarna · 5 months
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Source details and larger version.
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mag200 · 1 year
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MAG200: Last Words
watercolor, ink, and colored pencil // kofi
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Wilmon forever. 💜💜
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thatsbelievable · 8 months
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kryptoniteandcatnip · 6 months
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nights-at-crystarium · 3 months
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on brand af
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pelicandensity · 8 months
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"No matter how loud and chaotic the world may be, your love speaks silently to my gentle heart."
The Last Quiet Romantic
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buriedintheflesh · 6 months
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Last Words.
\/ Version without the words + close up \/
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mama-ino · 1 year
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Hehehe, I like to think he has to intervene with her trying to fight every moron they happen across.
Man: "What a shame you can't hold that tongue of yours-"
Sesshomaru toting her away, just to have her tap his shoulder, "Ah yes if you could just turn around a moment-" Turns aggressively back to the stupid man, "SO THIS JACKASS CAN KISS MY ASS! SHAME THAT YOUR INSULTS ALMOST SUCK AS BAD AS YOU DO!"
And Sesshomaru not being able to not look at said ass and being like, Nope I'm not going to act upon your insatiable need to have the last word and continues to walk away with a seething Kagome under his arm.
😂😂😂
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blackrosesandwhump · 8 months
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Whump Prompt 111
Write something inspired by this scene:
"Don't leave me," villain begged, his voice raspy and weak. "I don't want to...die alone..."
"You made your choice at the beginning," hero replied, already turning away. "And you chose this. It's too late to change your mind."
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