Some modern au…and right in front of his salad

written by this one

if Homer Simpson was exposed to top/bottom discourse he would say “mmm… subs” while thinking about a big sandwich. and we should all strive to be more like him in this way

Heyo

So money is tight. For everyone. Including me. I don't like asking for money for nothing. So I have commissions up. Here is some info. I will do fanfics (except for The Magnus Archives because Rusty Quill does not want fan works sold. Though I will do original statements without their characters mentioned. Basically short horror stories.) I have a patreon and a kofi. Patreon has 5 Horror stories already listed to read if you subscribe. https://www.patreon.com/kokohamstar https://ko-fi.com/kokohamstar

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“I can totally participate in illicit activities, Georgie, don’t underestimate me!”

[Image ID: A black and white two panel comic. The two panels both show Jonathan Sims, a brown man with medium length dark hair and white streaks, talking to Georgie Barker, a black woman with short black hair. In the first panel, Jon says “what.” and Georgie does not reply. In the second panel, Jon says “I could be on drugs.” and Georgie replies “sure.” /. End ID]

Sailor Moon!

This started off as trying to emulate the Sailor Moon series style- then I just went from there!

If anything, it was really fun experimenting with this Nupastel brush~

losing sleep over the impending act 3. anyways, here’s hot!Jon.

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[ID: the image is a digital illustration of Jon Sims from The Magnus Archives. He has medium dark brown skin, long greying hair, a short beard, and rectangular glasses. He is wearing a muted green turtleneck under a white button up. he is sitting at a table behind tall stacks of paper, his right hand, which has an ace ring on the middle finger, is resting just under his chin, while his left hand is on his right shoulder. his expression is neutral, if not a bit aloof. the lighting is warm and sharp. end id]

Several times recently I've found myself making tea whilst listening to The Magnus Archives, and as a result I've developed a silly little headcanon...

I'm not sure if it's a nationwide thing, but certainly throughout my life I've experienced the weird stigma of having sugar in your tea. It's not direct or aggressive, but there always seems to be this vague notion that sweetening your tea makes you less strong, less manly. I rarely see men ask for sugar, and often observe an obvious proudness in teenage boys when they say "no sugar, thanks."

Picture Jonathan Sims, newly appointed archivist, worried he's not good enough, placed haphazardly in power of people who were very recently peers, and desperately trying to prove he's the right man for the job. Everything seems to be falling apart a bit, and he's not at all sure his assistants have any faith in him; he had to ask for a tape recorder because he couldn't get his laptop to work properly - that's embarrassing.

Now imagine Martin: office sweetheart, gets along with pretty much anyone, just moved to a new position working with two close friends, and the attractive guy from research is his boss (he's a bit rude and stuck up, but it's probably just the stress, right?). He's pretty comfortable! Aside from the occasional snide remark from Jon it is a good job, which is especially pleasing considering how he got to work at the institute in the first place.

Two opposing forces, as we all well know! But what's better at building bridges than a nice cup of tea? Martin makes a lot of tea, but I like to think he memorises how everyone takes theirs. Regardless, he has to ask at least once.

And so, kind, sweet, gentle Martin, his offer of a cup of tea promptly accepted, would have the misfortune of saying, "do you take that with sugar?" to an embarrassed, flustered Jon, who's trying desperately not to confront any romantic feelings he might have hidden away. The ensuing scoff and slightly too enthusiastic 'No! Thank you.' would be enough to remember that preference for a while.

As times go on, hundreds of cups of tea later, things get less tense between the pair, and Martin never has to revisit the question; but late one night, shortly before Jon is to leave for Great Yarmouth and Martin is to risk it all to take down Elias, Jon places a hand gently on Martin's shoulder and asks "Could I have a cup of tea?". Of course Martin says yes, it's the least he could do, but as he turns to go and make it, Jon calls out again. "With sugar, please."

Just a tiny vulnerability, but enough. By that point most of Jon's facade has been torn roughly away many times, but letting go of small points of pride often means more than non-deliberate actions. Having enough bravery to admit to liking something soft and sweet is harder than you'd think.

Maybe during those six months after, Martin would watch the sugar dissolve into his own tea with a painful melancholy, the sweetness a bitter memory.

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