#elias my beloved
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I hope everyone with a para that has an interest in philosophy has a great day
#elias my beloved#he has a philosophy degree and is So Normal about it#quill projects#madd#maladaptive daydreaming#paraportal#immersive daydreaming#madd positivity
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Also in today's tma relisten
Pipe murder time
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Alt Boys in Claymation that have TransMasc Swag. (Feel free to add on)
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Okay I finally got an idea for a request of course, I am dead serious when I mean don't do this until you want to and if you don't want to do this at all then dont! Literally no hard feelings!
So my idea was with my new oc Vince, since he is new though feel free to ask any questions about him and I'll be more than happy to answer!
So Addict runs into him again after there first meeting together and since he is a hitman, he's off to go kill someone but Addict is going after the same guy so they decide to team up and help each other out. Of course she still doesn't know who he is, but with the way he flatters her and calls her "Darlin" she becomes very interested in him and curious about who he really is because he never mentions his name....
[ Mysterious Man - Simp Party ]
SYNOPSIS; Once again, Vince and Addict meet again.
PAIRINGS; Vince x Addict
GENRE; Action
CONTENT WARNINGS; Slight gore, violence, and mentions of murder.
NOTE; I love Vince and Addict's dynamic ngl 🧍♀️
TAGS; @insane-horror-movie-addict @localfangirlofcheese
Word count; 10,001
Addict walked past a few trees and she followed the target she had in pursuit, eyeing the large and intimidating. As she stalked, and preyed on her victim, the horrific stenches of decaying bodies withered in her nose, making her cough and gag. Flies surrounded the bodies, eating away at their dead, decaying flesh. The said target was said to be ruthlessly killing random humans, and given Slenderman's dependency on humans, he sent Addict out to kill whoever was causing this. She walked around the carpet of corpses, seeing many of them civilians and many being from the army. Addict cocked her gun as she began to move forward towards a large building, wanting to get there before the sky turned completely dark. Hee other guns were cocked and ready for any threat that stood in their wake just in case she were to run out of ammo. She entered the abandoned house, to search around for her target.
Addict froze at the sound of a loud gunshot, staring out the window as another figure to take notice to it as well. Her eyebrows narrowed and she tossed the backpack on the counter, jumping back over it and peeking through the windows. She tried to find the source, but as another gunshot sounded, it echoed through the forest and it was hard to pinpoint its location. Addict knew even if Slenderman had sent our any of the other proxies, they weren't stupid enough to use his rifle or .357 to put down a possible threat and her heart raced when she figured that new people had made their way into the dorest. They were threatening both themselves and her safety using such loud weapons. The target may not have been fast in the weather but once the man had escaped the forest entirely, it would be so much harder to track him down.
It was only one man, in her travels she had made note of the bodies around the forest, as if the target had almost been dragging bodies here just to taunt her and she knew this wasn't good. She heard the man stop for a moment and she couldn't help but slowly peek her head over to look at the man, checking to see if it had been her target. The moment she did she instantly recognized the gun-slinger, quickly she tucked her head back behind the tree. She felt a subconscious raise to her lips as she reminisced. It almost brought light to the situation, he could've been hunting down the fugitive wandering these forests.
"It's that guy again…!" she whispered to herself.
The mysterious man then continued moving on in the direction he was originally headed and she found herself faced with a decision. To follow him or go in the opposite direction of the forest, and possibly find the target. Whatever her decision she had to make it quick. She bit her bottom lip slightly, running dozens of thoughts through her head before slowly peeking her head out again. She made her decision, and slowly she began to trail the gunslinger, ducking behind trees and hiding in bushes whenever the male would look over in her direction. She took a breath to clear her head and continued to track the man, tracking him for most of the day until the sun began to set.
Finally she found herself hidden behind a tree in front of the pit, she peeked out slightly, and noticed how the attractive man she had been following had seemed to stop in his tracks, his back completely facing her. Her eyes widened as she saw him take out a gun, she took a slight step forward —ready to fight just in case she needed to.
"Come out. I know you’ve been following me." He called out, chuckling slightly as his southern voice slithered its way into her ears. Begrudgingly, she stepped out from behind the tree she had been concealing herself with, her hand resting on her gun in case he tried anything.
"Well I'll be damned, if it isn't my little darling~ It's nice to see you again, angel," Vincent smirked and finally looked over at her, meeting her gaze. He didn’t point his gun to her, only turned around to face the rest of the forest as he readied himself. Addict turned, but did not walk after him, only watched as he stopped while placing his hands on his hips, "What are you doin' here anyways? It's not safe for anyone, especially a pretty little thing like yourself."
Her expression twisted into slight amusement, as she marched in front of him, and tugged at her sleeve. She showed-off the proxy symbol engraved into her skin, as his eyes noticeably widened.
"Nevermind, maybe it is safe for you, darlin, seems like you can handle yourself if you're a Slenderman proxy. Still, I'm on a bounty-hunting mission right now, I'd be happy to give you my number–" She cut him off, shoving the bounty-paper into his face, displaying the man he had been tracking for hours on end.
"You're looking for him right? Well, I can help you since I was sent out here to look for him as well," Vince didn’t expect those words to come out of her mouth and a small smile formed on his lips.
"Oh yeah? I guess I could use some help, from a little lady." Vince chuckled under his breath and Addict narrowed her eyes accusingly as she thought he was laughing at her. Her eyes narrowed and one of his eyebrows rose as she swore she heard gunshots sound off again. Vince's eyes narrowed as well and brushed past her, looking for the source of the sound.
A soft wind blew through town and that didn’t help the situation. Addict quickly tossed on her hood and the black fabric hung down the sides of her face, masking somewhat of whatever scent she had. A low snarl rumbled against Addict's ears and she turned to see a demon slowly making way through the tight squeeze of two trees huddled near each other. Not wanting to take the risk of it following her, she slowly got to her feet and pulled the blade of her knife behind her. With an inaudible swing, the demon's head popped off its body and thumped onto the snowy concrete, rolling to a quick stop.
Vince's eyes widened with slight amazement, she really knew how to handle herself in situations like this, he smirked, grabbing out his silenced-pistol and raising it warily near his head.
—…—
"Hey, so I've never gotten your name—" Her words came to a stilling silence as she realized the charming man had disappeared before she questioned him about his identity. As she took a look in her surroundings, her eyes suddenly noticed there was no doubt he had completely disappeared without a trace, it almost reminded her of a certain amber-eyed mail. She let out a sigh of relief as she stuffed her hands into the pockets of her jacket, only to notice a piece of paper that hadn't been there before.
xxx-xxx-xxxx
Make sure to give me a call, darling. Don't keep me waiting now,
Addict let out a small chuckle, as she turned her eyes to the sky. The sky began to darken with erratic clouds as a rush of violent wind carried itself through a now empty forest since her and Vince had killed the target. Trees whispered silently with each other through the voice of their rustling leaves, warning that the storm rapidly approaching might inflict damage on the unwary shrubbery. The corpses that were ripped to shreds lay dormant that were left behind by the murderer. A light blanket of snow plagued the trees and grass in the forest, making even Addict shudder under its tyranny.
She stuffed the paper into her pocket, and paced forward back to the mansion.
—…—
“Hey where’ve you been?” Another man walked up, staring at Vince accusingly as both of them were still soaked from wading around in the creek beds, “And why do you seem so…happy?” His eyes narrowed and one of his eyebrows rose as he stared at the disheveled survivor. Vince's eyes narrowed as well and brushed past him,
“Ain’t none of your damn business.” He growled, stalking off towards the tent he was housed in before the two had left that morning. He watched Vince step near his stationery tent, then looked back at Vince with a smirk crossing his arms,
"If I hadn't known any better, I'd say you're falling for the girl, Vince." His voice sounded, an evident cockiness displayed itself as he spoke, sliding his hand onto Vince's shoulder, "That's not good in a bounty-hunter business. You know people will target her because of you," he gripped his shoulder ever so slightly.
"Fuck off, Elias. I just met her, it's not like that. She just happened to be in the area." Vincent slightly scoffed, brushing past his partner in crime as the other man seemed to continue to smirk at him.
"Are you gonna tell me what exactly happened?" Vince's hair slightly wavered in his face and it nearly waved down past the gaze he shot at his partner as he stared curiously at Elias, wondering what he meant by that. Elias couldn’t help but smirk to himself and kick at the ground with his boot. His eyes widened slightly and he leaned forward, “You guys didn’t…?” His voice faded off at his question and Vince stared at him confusingly for a moment before she knew what he was actually talking about registered in his mind. His eyebrows knitted together and he shoved Eli's shoulder.
"You know damn well we didn't do nothin' like that!"
"Just saying, I mean I wouldn't be surprised," Elias shrugged.
Snapping out of his momentary trance, Vince's signature Cheshire cat grin carved its way onto his face, signalling this meant trouble. That was Eli's cue for leaving. Without saying anything else to him, he turned on his heel, ready to escape the rather awkward situation.
"Hey, Elias! Quick, I think I see Nightmare over there!" However, Elias didn’t get the chance to even make one step, and he abruptly stopped dead in his tracks, his cheeks burning with absolute embarrassment as he pathetically stumbled to look for the demonic-woman, but found nobody in sight. To describe himself as ‘annoyed’ would make the world’s biggest understatement. He had really lost his nuts. His cunning grin and the one insult had made him lose it. He had gotten excited thinking that Nightmare was actually around, which spurred on Eli's verbal abuse like oil to a flame. This was the day bitches died.
"I'm going to fucking kill you, Smith!"
#simp party#simp party my beloved#addict and vince hours#addict my beloved#Elias my beloved#Elias and Vince are fucking hilarious omg..#VINCE HAS A CRUSH ON ADDICT YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND ARGUE WITH THE WALL
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Elias: I don't dab. I stab.
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he's here~
but he doesn't get to do anything yet he's busy being pathetic lmao
Jon knelt down in front of the access panel and waited for the characters of whatever language the Aldarans had used to unscramble themselves into something he understood. Then with a jolt he realised that it wasn’t even an unfamiliar language. When Martin imprisoned Jonah, he must’ve altered this; the panel simply had a single command prompt.
ENTER PRISONER NAME_
There was nothing else. The keyboard was the standard one Jon had once used every day of his life. Of course, he could no longer type without checking what letters his fingers tapped, but that wasn’t about to stop him. He entered the only thing that made sense:
JONAH MAGNUS_
Something clicked. Another something rumbled. The door slid open.
There was nothing to see but darkness and shadows. He took a moment to steel himself, then advanced into the black.
#tma#the mechanisms#the magnus archives#redeath stts#mechs!jon#fic#fanfic#elias my beloved#he's having a Great TIme
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Haha. Hahaha.
[ID: Alternating excerpts from the transcripts of The Magnus Protocol episode 11 and The Magnus Archives episode 112 and 67.
1.
Gwen: I thought he was going to kill me!
Lena: But he didn’t, which means you’ve passed the first part of your probation. Congratulations. Did you scream?
2.
(Elias): congratulations. You’re doing a lot better than I expected.
Archivist: Feels like all I’ve managed to do is… not die.
Elias: And believe me, that is a remarkably rare skill.
3.
Gwen: I don’t understand.
Lena: Yes, you do.
Beat.
Gwen: But… why?
Lena: “Why” comes later. For now, it’s best you try to process the “what.” I’ll let you know when I have another liaison assignment for you.
4.
Archivist: So you obviously know how to stop it. You could just tell me!
Elias: I could. But I believe that if I did so, you would fail. The Stranger is antithetical to us.
[The Archivist sighs heavily]
5.
Gwen (defeated): I… Ok.
Gwen opens the door.
Lena: Oh, and Gwen?
Gwen: Yes?
Lena: Get some sleep. You look dreadful.
6.
Archivist: Of course, of course. Understood.
Elias: And for God’s sake, get some sleep.
End ID]
Thank you @princess-of-purple-prose for the ID!
#gwen gwen get OUT of there gwen#the magnus protocol#tmagp#the magnus archives#gwendolyn bouchard#lena kelley#jonathan sims#elias bouchard#magp 11#tma#that entire scene gave me SUCH deja vu for s3 jon and elias#giggling and twirling my hair#hold on I'll reblog with more parts of the scene that reminded me of s3 but i couldnt find#a direct correlation in the transcripts off the top of my head#jon my beloved#myar#tmagp spoilers
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ICARUS I am LOVING the new name!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you!!!!!!!!
I love it as well!
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#crash 1996 on 35mm my beloved… save me crash 1996 on 35mm#screening at the roxy in NYC this month I’m so jealous ☹️#crash#crash 1996#james spader#deborah kara unger#holly hunter#elias koteas#david cronenberg#rosanna arquette#*
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I love the idea that Martin was maybe applying for a library position that only required a few years of college or a bachelor's degree, and being young and not understanding that being overqualified can make your resume look bad actually, he just. Gave himself a master's degree thinking it would be that extra little 'kick' to make him stand out from anyone else applying for the role.
Meanwhile Elias is just in his executive chair looking at this mans painfully researched massively overqualified resume vibrating with excitement for how hyped he is to torture this desperate little liar.
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Songs that I associate with TMA characters
Jon:
The Great Tale of How I Ruined It All - Jhariah
Whose Eye Is It Anyway??? - Jhariah
Violence and Spiders - SAINT PHNX
Honey I'm Home - Ghost and Pals
I Ain't Done - The Crane Wives
Reckless Battery Burns - Ghost and Pals + Vane Lily
Martin:
The Crooked, The Cradle - The Crane Wives
Every Day Is Exactly The Same - Nine Inch Nails
Goodbye - Jhariah
Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths
My Time - bo en
Sweet Hibiscus Tea - Penelope Scott
Melanie:
Somewhat Damaged - Nine Inch Nails
I'm Gonna Win - Rob Cantor
Take Me To War - The Crane Wives
The Moon Will Sing - The Crane Wives
Where the Girls Are - Gossip
The Afternoon - Lemon Demon
Michael Distortion:
Pathological Façade - Ghost and Pals
You're at the Party - Lemon Demon
Turn the Lights Off - Tally Hall
Mask of My Own Face - Lemon Demon
The Chattering Lack of Common Sense - Ghost and Pals
A Crow's Trial - Vane Lily
Elias:
Kiss Me, Son of God - They Might Be Giants
Laplace's Angel - Will Wood
Weight of the World - Shayfer James
Lifetime Achievement Award - Lemon Demon
BAD LUCK! - Jhariah
Sympathy For the Devil - The Rolling Stones
#tma#the magnus archives#tma headcanons#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#melanie king#michael distortion#elias bouchard#colore speaks#i may or may not partially be making this post to spread my music taste :)))#jhariah my beloved <3333#also lemon demon. and will wood. and the crane wives. my beloveds <3
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I hope everyone with a para that comes from money has a great day
#elias my beloved#hes a nepo baby and needs to be bullied about it more#james my beloved#same thing#sirius my beloved#he is bullied for it#madd#maladaptive daydreaming#paraportal#immersive daydreaming#madd positivity
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Watching my dear friend @marspumpkin experience tma for the first time does kinda make me feel like Elias. She's like SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH SASHA and I just sit there. hands clasped in my lap. smug bastard mode. going Huh. How interesting. Sasha you say? Why don't you go listen to some more statements? See what you can figure out?
#i should feel bad but#the magnus archives#tma#elias bouchard#sasha james my beloved#i can sort of appreciate why elias is Like That now#it's valid. this is very entertaining.
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shh he’s making a wish…
#adam jensen#elias toufexis#deus ex#deus ex mankind divided#deus ex human revolution#happy birthday my beloved and sweet soul#you deserve better
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Mia: The floor is lava!
Eve: *helps Ella onto the counter*
Loreley: *kicks Alruna off the sofa*
Elias: *lays on the floor*
Mia: ...Are you okay?
Elias: No.
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I love Elias 'Jonah Magnus' Bouchard so much. I love this 200 year old man who loves spreadsheets and passively watching horrible shit going around him; I love him for how he heard there are horrible Fears Entities in the world, had his mentor tell him 'we need to balance them out!' whilst all their friends where picking a side and becoming horrible monsters or tragic victims and went "actually I'll pick one and just learn how to play the game until i'm untouchable". I love a man who was so afraid of death he decided he would just not die and then found a way to do it for decades without being found out. I love that he has all this terrifying fear power and he oftentimes uses it to know where there is cake in his institute.
He is a scholar. He is a boring boss. He is a smug evil prick who relishes into his evilness and power. He tells his employees to do admin to feel better. He sighs when he has to torture them because they keep try to kill him. He's impressed and horny when someone successfully challenges his expectations. His idea of comfort is to ask philosophical questions about humanity. He only starts to take actions in order to manipulate this one guy into being the key to his ritual and his equal.
I love a man who realized all the rituals meant nothing, went 'very well' and instead of like, calmly going 'this means i'm in peace" went "well i'm going to be the first one to succeed by thinking of what my good mentor had said once. they all need to be together, balanced out." and then he DID succeed. He did have his apocalypse. And it was glorious and he loved every second of horror it was.
I love a man who never once apologized for being selfish, evil, and power hungry, and embraced all his flaws quite so willingly. And who, at the end, dying, all of this going to dust, watched his most beautiful creation, his most perfect work, his legacy, rise to take his place as king,, and merely told him good luck.
#he even beat the narrative by staying unknown by the end of the podcast#going to attribute that to him chosing his own destiny instead of being mad at jonny again we never got his lifestory#beyond what HE was willing to tell us#the magnus archives#elias bouchard#jonah magnus#my beloved#the villain of a lifetime#who is ever going to beat jonah magnus in my heart
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