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I am Alex, God of you want to come to the house and get a bit of a good time

Oh-

Oh this is great :)

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username

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That's crazy :O

Why do you live on my recommended? Like I swear I don't even scroll through your blog much, like I've followed you and stuff, but why is it that every fucking time I try to open my Tumblr I just see something you've posted/reblogged?????

/lh

Because I'm chronically on tumblr . The only time i don't reblog shit is when I'm asleep.

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....you sleep? /j /lh

Why do you live on my recommended? Like I swear I don't even scroll through your blog much, like I've followed you and stuff, but why is it that every fucking time I try to open my Tumblr I just see something you've posted/reblogged?????

/lh

Because I'm chronically on tumblr . The only time i don't reblog shit is when I'm asleep.

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I hate having to post political posts like this nut he we are again. Anybody from the UK wanna sign this. Folks from outside the UK maybe share it?

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:)

Do you like Richard?

(his real name is Matthew but I call him Richard)

:)

I do like Richard (Matthew)

Thank you for sharing.

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I'M BACK FOR ZED DAY!! YIPPIIEE :D

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My gods tma is hilarious like imagine you’ve experienced some horrible and traumatic paranormal thing, and survived, and one day you’re just chilling in a café trying not to think about it and you look over and fucking dollar store bruno madrigal is looking at you like he wants to slurp your brain up like a caprisun

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Two stunning winners ✨️

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Just finished a TMA animatic!

Music: The Guide to Success by Joe Iconis

Enjoy :)

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An odd Leitner situation, ft. Elias

Characters: Jonathan Sims/The archivist, Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus, Jurgen Leitner, Sasha James (only mentioned)

Ships: JonElias/EyeTrauma, Pipe Dream/LeitnerElias (credit to @/Unfairlyfallen for the ship name)

Word count: 1281

TWs: Smoking, Alcohol, Drinking, Drunken flirting, Drunken kissing, Sex mentioned, and implied (nothing explicit), General suggestiveness

Rating: Mature

Description: Struggling to process everything Leitner told him, Jon goes out to smoke. Leitner and a very drunk Elias take advantage of this golden opportunity.

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/67215064

Jon leaned on the cold, slightly damp walls of the outside of the institute.

He takes a couple drags at his cigarette, still trying to process what, exactly, Leitner said.

But as he thought about it more and more, he kept getting increasingly confused.

What the hell was Leitner on about?

Like, entities just outside our world, but not in different dimensions?

What does that even mean….

He sighs, inhaling all that smoke, as he puffs on his cigarette once more.

And that's when he thought of something.

Maybe he could ask Elias about this, because even though Elias offered pretty much no help, maybe Elias could at least explain this better than Leitner….

He knew he probably wouldn't figure out any new information from Elias, of all people, but he was desperate.

And plus, what's the harm in trying?

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What's the harm in trying? Rang through his head, as he tried to drown out the dread that only grew as he walked further and further through the institute.

Surely nothing Elias tells him could be that bad right?

The worst Elias could say is that Leitner was just lying about everything, and this was just a normal institute.

Maybe Jon wishes that was the case.

He knew he used to, after all.

But does he really now, after all that happened?

Oh, this was silly, of course he did, right?

So why did he feel so drawn to figuring the whole chaos-of-an-archive out, when it even meant almost getting himself, and his friends eaten by worms?

Hell, Sasha even got replaced by… who even knows what, at this point.

After all of that, why not just quit?

Why not just find a new job, and be out of this mess, this hellhole for good?

…He was stuck there, at that blasted institute, until the day he died, wasn't he…

He exhales heavily.

He wanted to keep smoking-

But no. He needed to know.

He needed to know about these mysterious entities because apparently, he was serving one of them….and so is Elias, probably.

He was starting to get close to Elias’s office, bracing himself for the worst.

And that's when he heard it.

At the door of Elias’s office, he could hear lots of low moaning.

He hesitantly opened the door, revealing Elias, on Leitner’s lap.

He just stared, as Elias violently kissed Leitner, right on the lips, neither of them noticing Jon's presence.

Jon looked to the side, not particularly interested in watching Elias, out of all people, making out with another person.

He noticed a couple bottles of wine, some empty, some still with a bit left.

After about 5 minutes, they finally stopped.

Unsurprisingly, Elias was the first one to realize Jon was present.

“Oh hi there archivist…” Elias greeted, his words slurring together from the alcohol. “Didn't realize you'd be here….”

Not ever having seen Elias being even close to like this, he didn't quite know what to respond. “Er… right. So, what exactly is going on here?”

“My dearest, sweetest book boy was about to fuck me!” Elias blurted out, without missing a beat.

“Great…” Jon muttered sarcastically, still desperately trying to wrap his head around what was going on here. “So how did you two get into this… situation in the first place?”

“So it's a long story-” Elias started drunkenly, but then Leitner elbowed Elias in the ribs, hard enough to make Elias shut up.

“Shushhhhhhhh, you pretty little thing,” Leitner cooed, burying his face in Elias's chest.

“Yeah, actually, nevermind, I don't think I want to know,” Jon proclaimed, for the first time in his life.

After a brief pause, Jon broke the silence. “I think I'm going to be heading away from here… far away… Anyway, you two can go back to…” he paused midway, loudly sighing. “Fucking….”

And after that, Jon walked out, and started to walk back outside, ready to smoke again.

~~~~~

After a few hours, Jon went to go check up on the two drunk lovebirds.

He wasn't quite sure why, he just felt like it.

He gets there in about 7 minutes, and opens the door, with a slight creak.

They seemed pretty much done.

Or at least, they both had pants on, which Jon couldn't be more grateful for.

“Oh hi again Jon…” Elias greeted, somehow more drunkenly than last time.

“Hello,” Jon greeted back flatly. “Do you want me to drive you home?”

Again, he wasn't quite sure why he was offering his creepy, old boss, out of anyone, a drive home.

“Sure,” Elias accepted with a woozy smile.

Elias didn't move tho.

Jon sighed. He was going to have to pick him up, wasn't he…

Jon hesitantly walked over, picked up Elias in a pseudo-bridal position, because that was the easiest way to hold him, and started to carry him out of the institute.

When Elias got picked up off Jurgen’s lap, Jurgen let out a slow, sad squeal that Jon chose to ignore.

Jon said nothing to Elias while he carried him through the institute, but Elias was just yapping along, without a care in the world.

Jon had tried to tune it out, but it was increasingly hard, considering Elias was talking about him, among a few other people.

Elias was saying something about Jurgen having “a promising meat stick” when they got in the car.

Jon dropped Elias off, at the back of the archivist's car, face down so maybe, just maybe, he would finally shut up.

Instead, it didn't quite work out that well.

Elias ended up somehow thinking he was making out with someone, so the archivist heard violent moans of pleasure from the back seat of his car, as drunk little Elias was going all out on Jon's seats.

Jon eventually got them to Elias’s house, though he had almost crashed multiple times, due to Elias.

He opened the back seat door, and since he had nothing better to do, he dragged Elias, hands first, out of his car, in hopes that Elias stood up.

Surprisingly, it did end up working out that way, and Jon walked Elias to the door of his house, having to stabilize Elias a lot, because apparently, Elias “didn't know which foot to put down first.”

Assuming Elias would be no help opening the door in the state Elias was in right now, Jon sneakily steals the keys out of Elias’s bag, and opens the door.

Elias’s house was giant.

Thinking about it actually, it would be more accurate to call it a mansion, with its luxurious beds, and immense amount of rooms. 

Anyway, Jon led Elias to his room, and Elias crawled into bed, without hesitation.

“If you're fine, I think I'm just going to go now,” Jon announced awkwardly, before trying to walk away.

“Nonnononono, please stay,” Elias protested, lightly grabbing Jon's arm, so he couldn't get out.

Jon sighs. “Fine, if you insist.”

Elias grinned, softly pulling Jon onto the bed with him. 

“Oh my beautiful archivist…” Elias murmurs, sliding his hands up the back of Jon's neck, and starting to lightly curl some of Jon's hair.

Jon just lets him. It actually felt shockingly good.

“Um…” Jon stutters, struggling to reply. “Thank you?”

Elias’s hands switch to mapping out Jon's back now. “You don't know what's in store for you eventually…”

Elias was clearly getting tired, starting to lay down in bed, taking Jon with him.

Again, Jon just lets him. Strangely, he didn't really mind too much.

As the night went on, Jon did end up falling asleep there, in Elias’s nice arms, both of them wearing a slightly worn out smile, as they settled into slumber.

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i need elias so bad (i have issues)

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i am actually insufferable once I get comfortable with someone

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Ty :3

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Since, as you mentioned, 'LeitnerElias' is an uninspiring ship name, I would like to open the floor to alternative Jurgen Leitner/Elias Bouchard options.

I will start us off:

'LEyebrary' or 'Pipe Dream'

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Would I, by any chance, have permission to use one of those ship names for the one shot I'm writing with them please? (I'd give credit of course)

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Since, as you mentioned, 'LeitnerElias' is an uninspiring ship name, I would like to open the floor to alternative Jurgen Leitner/Elias Bouchard options.

I will start us off:

'LEyebrary' or 'Pipe Dream'

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Friend group chats are fun. Today one of my friends, who keeps pet crayfish, found babies in a tank that was supposed to be a males only. No choice but to empty out the whole tank to fish out the babies of unknowable origins. But lo and behold, there was a culprit: one teeny tiny little female had somehow escaped containment, evidently specifically going out of her way to break into this all male tank to get railed by like 15 males twice her size. Possibly completely different breed, too. Monsterfucker supreme.

So for a good solid hour or so, the whole group chat was focused on. slutshaming this one specific little crustacean. With like 300 babies.