#posting some twitter backlog oop

[inpolariis]

He's just asking him what he wants to eat for breakfast

[gaozme]

angry wip

Apology for long time no post for TLT fan arts, I'm like having 4 portraits being pending(5th and 2nd house), sketch of kissing griddlehark(just a practise do i hwant to post it? im shy for kissing stuff lol) and lastly this angry sketch(cuz i keep making sad harrow...).

I really want to finish the backlog but work has been so stressing me out that  don't have time to finish some fanart, to all people reblog and commenting my works(especially the funny hashtag lol ,Thank you! you guys are my motivation for me to keep pushing forward to improve more, and hoping I make personal done this month.

but yeah for now tid bits of some sketches, actually don't know if i want to paint this one or just straight up inked this? honestly i still have like painting of John menacingly smiling on my folder so i dunno..(oops spoiler lol). uhhh i should sleep now. 

oh btw i have twitter were i post art there and my commission works soo... plug?Twitter @GAOZart 

[legashie]

a lil update!

howdy everyone! i haven't updated this blog with my art in sooooo long, and i'd love to have a place for works in progress and such, so i'll be posting some of my backlogged art over the next few weeks(?) also, i'm pretty sure there's a miraculous ladybug fanfic i haven't updated in a few years... (...oops)

i'm much more active on my other social media, so if you wanna follow me anywhere else:

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[statementends]

Characters: Jon, Georgie, Martin, More to be added

Relationships: Jon/Georgie,  More the be added

Rating: G

Warnings: Mention of canonical character deaths (Gertrude), The Stranger, The Web, The Corruption

Summary: Georgie and Jon have a podcast. It's been getting a lot of attention recently.

Shifting POVs of different people interacting with the WTG podcast and crew and how it ties in with the Magnus Institute.

AO3: Link

Chapter One: Martin

A woman starts out by speaking in a somber tone.

“This podcast contains disturbing material. Triggers for the episode can be found in the description. View discretion is advised.”

Creepy music begins to swell and a low masculine voice fills the headphones.

“Carlos Vittery doesn’t like spiders. It’s not their long spindly legs, or their large hairy bodies. It’s the knowledge. The knowledge that they are there. Waiting in the shadows ready to crawl on his skin without warning. But what if it’s not only the living spiders he needs to worry about? What if they can come back? Haunt him for past transgressions? We’ll be looking at Carlos’ story and his claim that the ghost of a spider he killed as a child lurks in the shadows of his every step, on:”

“What the ghost!?!?!” The woman’s voice again, energetic now. The creepy music echoes a bit and comes to an end.

“A ghost spider.” The same male voice again, but now deadpan and derisive.

“Now, Jon,” The woman began.

“A spider. That is a ghost.”

“Jooon.”

“Absolute rubbish.”

“Alright everyone, take a shot.” The woman laughed.

“Georgie…” Jon sounded pained.

“For those not in the know some fans on twitter have been circulating a drinking game to go along with our show. One of them is: Jon immediately dismisses the topic as nonsense.”

“A ghost spider.” Jon repeated.

“Welcome to the What the Ghost!?! Podcast. I’m Georgie Barker.”

“And I’m Jonathan Sims.” A put upon sigh from Jon.

“Today we’re looking at … a Ghost Spider. Much to my co-host’s despair.”

“Georgie, when you asked me to be your co-host--”

“Two years in March if anyone’s wondering.”

“--You said we’d take things seriously, not go with sensationalism or preying on people that need medical expertise.We would look at the facts. Look at things that actually have--”

“Teeth? Oop mentioned teeth. Take a shot.”

“I’m just saying this is a … stretch.”

“What if I told you that Carlos Villery died?”

“I would say that that is a sad coincidence…”

“Covered in spider webs.”

“...How long did it take to find him?”

“A week.”

“Well then, there’s probably some natural explanation for that that goes further than ‘ghost spiders.’”

“But--natural explanation take a shot--”

“Please don’t do that all show…”

“--Here’s an interesting thing. His name shows up in the code of Chelicerae, and he also went to the Magnus Institute to make a statement before his death.”

“Them again,” Jon’s voice got quieter. “...I assume people at home should take a shot for the mention of the Magnus Institute?” He sounded grim. “They have been coming up a lot lately, haven’t th--”

“Do you have a moment Martin? I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Martin shot up quickly pulling the earbuds out of his ears.

“I! Sorry! Yes! Ah… sure. Yes. Of course.” He quickly slipped his phone in his pocket and stood. He followed Elias to his office feeling a bit of trepidation. What if he was getting fired? He always felt that plunge in his stomach whenever he had to talk to his boss.

Elias gestured for him to have a seat. He did, clasping his hands so that he wouldn't fidget.

“I know things have been hard after the… infestation,” Elias said slowly.

“Oh--well I… uh… I mean… Tim got the worst of it. I was… I was fine,” He lied. He didn’t want to talk about this. Elias was a good man, but in a manager sense. Opening up to him wasn’t what he wanted. He’d just as soon try to forget the whole thing… well except he couldn’t. He couldn’t forget Gertrude’s body alone in the empty room with the boxes of tapes.

“Martin?”

“Sorry--sorry Elias I--It’s been… I’m fine. I just… I just want to get back to normal.” If that was even possible at this point. He woke up screaming every night remembering Jane Prentiss’ face, full of holes. Full of worms.

“That’s good, something to focus on,” Elias offered a weak smile. “I was actually wondering if you might help Sasha with some of the recordings for the archive project.”

“The recordings?”

“I know Tim and yourself have been focused on research with Sasha heading up organization and archiving, but she’s said herself that it’s a bigger task than we had estimated. Gertrude … had her own system. I’m going to ask Tim to help as well, although I thought giving him a bit more time might… be for his benefit.”

He hadn’t noticed before, but Elias looked as exhausted as the rest of them. A bit paler than usual, his eyes less patient. The attack must have affected him too.

“Right…well. I can do that,” Martin nodded. “If it helps.”

Elias’ smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Good. And Martin?”

“Er, yes?”

“That podcast you were listening to. While it doesn’t hurt to get a sense of the competition I would prefer that you do it in your own time.”

“Oh.” Martin blushed. “Sorry. Yes. Com--Competition?”

Martin was sure he sensed annoyance although Elias’ expression didn’t change.

“A lot of people that might tell their stories here get drawn in to send in their stories to that podcast instead. It’s a shame they have no interest in real academics. They might be assets.” He stopped. Seemed like he was going to continue, but didn’t. “Nevermind. Why don’t you get back. I’ll send you a few statements I’d like you to archive.”

“Right.”

Martin left Elias’ office, quietly kicked himself that he didn’t ask if this meant he’d get a raise and headed back to the archives and his desk. He slipped his earbuds back in as he walked down the halls.

He had started listening to WTG in the months following Prentiss showing up at his doorstep. They had an episode on her. It was talked a lot about on social media because it was one of the few episodes Jon wasn’t scathingly skeptic. He didn’t say the word monster, but he did admit that whatever she was she existed and she was dangerous.

After that Martin had kept listening. Catching up on all the backlog. Jon and Georgie were a point of light in the darkness of being hidden in the institute while worms kept showing up on their doorstep.

He was relistening now because… well… some of the statements matched up with their episodes, but they had made connections the Institute hadn’t. Martin had even dug up a few statements that had connected with their episodes they hadn’t known about yet. Sasha had encouraged this at first, but after the attack… she had gotten …

Possessive? She had taken all the tapes she had recorded. Told them she was organizing them in a particular way and that they were off limits now. He thought she was going to hit him when he had tried to take one to cross reference with the WTG episode on garbage collectors.

In retrospect she probably wouldn’t like Tim and Martin doing recordings. He mentally sighed. As if the archives needed more tension.

Something was going on. Something that went beyond post-traumatic stress and supernatural worms. It was like there was a secret in the air that no one was saying.

And they couldn’t go back to normal.

Tim radiated unspoken anger, and Sasha kep breaking her computer and going on long lunches. Martin… he just wanted … the sense of unease to lift.

Gertrude’s body hung over his head. All those tapes the police had confiscated. They probably had answers, but what was he going to do? Phone up the police and ask if he could listen to them? Maybe Tim could do that, but he wasn’t Tim. He’d look crazy, or guilty.

But maybe there were answers here, in this podcast. It seemed like they focused on the same things. Maybe there was even something about Gertrude. At this point it wouldn’t surprise him.

He needed help. And maybe just listening wouldn’t be enough.