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robotredhead · 7 months
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(so happy halloween FELLAS i felt the urge to make alot this ill let go my brain CRAZY anyway got bel x red and solace x red AND SOLACE AS DEMON!?!?!? YAASSSSS and tryce became so siriouse on his character damn?! >w>)
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lonelysa1lor · 2 years
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I saw a post once saying how The Archivist is Mr.Spider and ive never been normal since.
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feralwaff1e · 2 years
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I’ve fallen back into my pmatga hyperfixation and gotten hella into The Magnus Archives. So my question would be, what if Pac read a Lietner? What if he read A Guest For Mr. Spider…?
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abelllia · 2 years
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Time Travel Fix-It but the S1 Crew go back in time to babysit baby Jon
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lightmelodyva · 4 months
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SEES SPIDER
GETS A PAPER SCOOPS FALLS ON MIC PANIC SCOOP TAKE IT TO KITCHEN TRASH
LIVE THERE AND EAT THE ROACHES BUDDY. I DID NOT KILL YOU SO YOU CAN EAT THEM
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circustonic · 10 months
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“look at me” - beetle !! pt. 1 of … ? 👀
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occudo · 1 year
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Nobody liked Mr.Spider
I wanted to include Annabelle a little, and according to the wiki she is dressing like “a vintage clothing store exploded on her" so...
more from this au
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the-wyzer · 8 months
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A Guest for Mr.Spider
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anonymous-and-ominous · 3 months
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" Please list your earliest four negative
memories associated with school or
an equivalent childhood educational
institution, then rate each from zero
to seven with zero being neutral and
seven being traumatic."
Bet all of Jon's experiences range from 5 to 10 (10 being Mr.Spider)
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*Nothing happened.*
*The blaze is blazing*
*The blaze will keep blazing as long as it can blaze*
(((-Fae)))
*and then the blaze vanishes into thin ash and fae is once again trapped, you can't hide we know were you are, mr.spider is waiting for his last guest, you know so it in your toughts what's a fae to fear itself?*
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just-an-enby-lemon · 9 months
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I'm reading the yt coments of some TMA episodes (I had never before cause I see podcasts on Spotify) and now I truly believe that the biggest plot twist in the whole show was Jon being the youngest of the archive crew (and 27 at the first half of S1). Like half the coments of "A Guest for Mr.Spider" are "wait Jon was a 90's kid but that means he is in his late 20s?? wTF?" and prior to that is just "wow i love the archivist he is scrunkly old man".
Jon just convinced everyone - including the audience - he was 20 years older than his actual age and would happily keep the lie forever if Sasha hadn't figured him out via hacking.
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mykimi2 · 1 month
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クモさん逃げてー!(逃げました)
Run away, Mr.spider!
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johnnycagesrightnut · 6 months
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You know, how you want someone to write about Jon and witchcraft...so I kinda did that, but first you need to know that 1. english is not my first language, so if it's shit I'm blaming that (I actually think it's pretty okay, but you know, maybe you don't) and 2. I haven't done a deep dive on witchcraft yet, I only know a little bit here and there, so I kind of wrote more about his relationship with witchcraft.
Anyway, here it is, one witchcraft!Jon snippet:
The thing with wirchcraft, that most people didn't know, was, that it wasn't as magical as fiction made it seem. Most of the practices involving witchcraft were more en route with psychology, only with an extra kick to it.
Jon grew up with witchcraft. The memory of his grandmother, merhodically preparing ingridients a comforting one. How she blended herbs and heated oils that smelled strong and earthy, embalmbing candles and her workstation, humming a tune under her breath, that seemed odly familiar, even when Jon heard it for the first time.
His grandmother didn't worship any god or gods, never had the mind or desire for it, but she kept a glass of water and a plate of cookies on the window sill, for the house spirits.
Jon loved to sit with her when she worked, loved the incense that she lid to ward against negative spirits (the smell fresh and floral with lavender - it took a few years for Jon to discover that he liked the stronger scent of opium much more) loved to watch the candles burn for her spells, loved to hear the crackle of the herbs she coated them in. He loved the simmer pots, the smell of lemons and cinnamon heavy in the air, and loved how his grandmother patiently explained what all the ingridients were used for. It was the only time, where his grandmother didn't mind his many questions, his insistent need to know.
When Jon was eight and Mr.Spider an ever looming threat behind doors and in his nightmares, she gave him a tarot deck for christmas. It was a battered old thing, well used and well loved and when she told him that it had been his fathers, Jon hugged it to his chest, as if afraid that she would take it back again. It became his most priced possession.
When she died (right after Jon left for college, as if she waited for him to finally stand on his own feet, so she could go) he packed all of it away and shoved it into a storage room, angry tears swimming in his eyes, making the world wobbly and hazy, his heart heavy with grief. What good was witchcraft, when the people you love leave you anyway?
(He kept the tarot deck, of course, he couldn't bear to be parted with it)
And so it went for a few years, Jon lived his life, pretended not to miss the scent of herbs and fire, but kept a glass of water on his window sill and layed tarot, sometimes with questions, sometimes for fun. He did read his grandmothers grimoire sometimes, stroking his thumb over her small and neat handwriting, but he didn't lit incense, didn't prepare herbs like he watched her do so often. He didn't do any spells and pretended it didn't hurt, pretended that nothing in him longed for it. He pretended he was fine. Funny, how he, even with this much practice, had never really been good at that.
When Jon walked down the stairs to the Archives for the first time, he stopped, his hand nervously drumming against the tarot deck in his pocket. The Magnus Insitute never had the best vibes, so to speak, but the Archives practically hummed with...something. Something malicious, something that left the taste of ash and rot in his mouth, the air clogged with the scent of old paper.
Jon shook his head, willing himself to ignore it and fully stepped into his new workplace. But he did lit some incense after the others were gone, the heavy smell as comforting and strong as he remembered.
(He pretended that it was fine that the first tarot card he turned was the tower - everytime he asked his tarot deck anything)
Years later, after worms, strangers, betrayal and hurt it was Jon's tarot deck that burned first, the explosion so loud and deep that Jon could feel it in his bones. Jon died with the taste of ash in his mouth.
The taste was still there, when he woke up again and only left him, when he read the rotten monologue of a man that had played with his life like it was his right.
When he blinked at the sky (the new sky in the new world, oh god what had he done-) and it blinked back, Jon collapsed laughing and crying, wishing with everything he had, that witchcraft was as magical as some people thought.
But witchcraft couldn't help him now. Nothing could.
OH MY GOD?????? IM OBSESSED WITH THIS I MEAN OBSESSED THIS IS GORGEOUS THANK YOU SO MUCH IM SCREAKING I LOVE IT
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ao3feed-jonmartin · 17 hours
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A Spider's Lament(Or His Stupid Ex-Wife)
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/rcomRb1 by ThatChaoticNeutral (Just_Another_Chaotic_Bisexual) Apparently Mr Spider is not confined to his book, too bad Jon only finds this out after being chased through the forest by the creature of his childhood nightmares. He falls, hitting his head and meeting a new, strange character and we find our Mr. Spider is a terrible husband. (My friend sent me a pic of Miss Spider from Miss Spider’s Sunny Patch Kids and went: “Mr Spider’s wife” and I have brainrot) Words: 1673, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast), Miss Spider's Sunny Patch Friends Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Martin Blackwood, Mr. Spider (The Magnus Archives) Relationships: Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist Additional Tags: Post-Divorce, Mr.Spider sucks, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist is Bad at Feelings, only at the end tho, how do you tag, Crack read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/rcomRb1
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rainedroptalks · 2 years
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Maybe Mr.Spider needs to stop being an ungrateful bitch. What about that
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doofus-and-dragons · 11 months
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Incase anyone reads these digital journal things I post:
TMA 159 & 160 SPOILERS
If you don't read these, ignore the green text lmao
159:
Here we go fellas, into the lonely
SHUT UP PETER THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSNIESS
Damn this man is in your element I'm going to cry
Jon continue being an ass to him its the only thing keeping me from crying
Be confident
He is real he wants to save you Martin please
No don't fall into it please
"I really loved you, you know?" My heart is shattering.
MARTIN MAY NOT BE STANDING, BUT HE'S ON HIS HANDS AND KNEES. HE'S NOT FALLEN YET
Jon don't fall too!
...oh nice play jon! Very proud of you!
Compell him!!! Do it! Spit it out, you old bastard!
I don't blame them for leaving damn
Wait, so who had Evan??? Wasn't he a Lukas? Was it one of his sisters? I know it's not that important cause he's dead, but I need to know.
Ok probably one of those distant relatives
Peter, you were literally bred to be an avatar
Yeah, until you fed them to the Lonely
Gertrude scares me too
Was he trying to build a fear factory or something?? Damn.
WAIT THATS WHERE THAT ONE GUY-George?-MOVE TO
OOOOOH he built it.
...Martin was a bet????
That's depressing. I've been there tho (the bet not the bet-er)
The Bet: Martin. The prize: John
YES GO ELDRICH MODE ON HIM JON
Haha he exploded
No Martin he does need you!
If nothing else I do
HE'S BACK!!! MY BOY!!!
160:
Well that title isn't ominous or anything
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Well, more than usual
Unpacked? Where are they now?
OH OH IS THIS THE SAFE HOUSE ARC
YAY
Awww he's got snackies
Awww the good cows comment
My heart
This is so fluffy
Wait who is this what the fuck
What's going on
There's static what's going on
WHAT
Jonah what are you planning
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
I'm so very afraid
I hope someone kills Jonah Magnus for good. Please dears do get rid of him.
Pretty please with a cherry on top?
So you were helping Jon to make sure you got your ritual done first?
No, my guess is Gertrude liked humanity better than power.
Hey, I would go on a vicious rampage against the forces of fear if one killed my cat too
The fears are like a wheel then. To reference Jon: whereas each fear is a color, the fears need to be together in a color wheel.
What's the thing about the Archivist???
Oh shit Jon's a walking archive. Damn
He's literally an encyclopedia. He's a walking fear encyclopedia
Leave him out of this he's been through enough.
JON WAS MARKED BY THE WEB?!
Wait! Mr.Spider! Of course! An encounter with a fear never leaves you alone!
The web, the eye, the stranger, the spiral. We're up to four.
WAIT DAISY WAS HIS LINK TO THE HUNT
MIKE TO THE VAST
JUDE TO THE DESOLATION
I'm still shook about the slaughter thing
Not that it happened, more that I missed it some how
Tim was pretty much the End. That's 7 I think.
Oh god
Is martin the lonely??
John literally walked into the flesh and the buried so
9
Right. That damn sun
10
Oh ok the lonely mark was Peter
Leave Martin alone, Magnus. Leave Jon alone, too! You've been enough of an ass!
You're not going to make things any better! You're going to make things so bad for his mental health! Stop!
What is he repeating?!
Magnus!?!
This is bad!!!!!
No stay where you are!!!
Don't do any of that!!!
Jon?!?!
Oh fuck...
Jon it wasn't your fault you litterally couldn't stop.
Laughing so you don't cry, been there.
DAMN WHAT A FINALE
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