#mag 159

[spooksier]

i thought you might be lost

[justsmth2]

mag159, my contribution

[vickozone]

MAJOR S5 SPOILERS - TMA

I made this and now I’m in shambles. Also, the audio is really loud. I am so sorry.

I present to you: The best/worst JonMartin scenes

Song: As The World Caves In - Matt Maltese

Edit: PEOPLE KEEP CRYING AND CURSING ME OUT, I AM SO NOT SORRY

[msbdoodls]

Ceaseless watcher's special little boy and martin kartin blackwood my beloved

[thirdchildart]

-SPOILERS! -Flashing images at 6:53-6:57. -Eye/Body horror warning

This is my version of episode 159 from The Magnus Archives. Thank you to the friends who cheered me on though the project, the cool folks who hung out with me on twitch, and my awesome sister who is too scared to finish the podcast but will listen to me talk about it for hours on end.

And, of course, thank you to Jonny Sims, Alex Newall, Alasdair Stuart and and the rest of the crew and cast behind TMA (I'm so looking forward to the Magnus Protocol!)

I love animation, I love storyboarding, I love the Magnus Archives.

SOFTWARE: Storyboard Pro 20, with ROZ ToonBoom brushes (https://rozlynnwaltz.gumroad.com/l/SBProBrushesStarterPack)

[future-crab]

*through tears* I like it when they say “tough.” I just think it’s neat.

[ID: two screenshots from the unofficial Magnus Archives transcripts. The first reads,

“Martin (echoing) His only wish was to die alone. Archivist Tough. Now - listen to me, Martin. Listen.”

and the second reads,

“Archivist Martin, please! I can't lose you. Not like this… Martin Tough! Okay? Where you go, I go!”

End ID.]

[ganem-ouchie]

Gay angst won to autism this round by having Jon, in my mind, walking with SOCKS on SAND.

(process under the cut)

[sword-fighting-hermit]

Oh the romance of half-transforming into an eldritch-horror monster to save your assistant, who happened to love you for years, and then that man still sees you for your true self, not the monster you've been told over and over again that you are.

[crit20art]

[ID: a digital greyscale drawing of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives, depicting Jon rescuing Martin from the Lonely in episode 159. Against a cloudy grey background, Martin, washed out, stands with his arms limp at his sides, looking vacantly aside. He is a tall, fat Vietnamese-Polish man with glasses, wearing a blazer. Jon, a short, thin British-Pakistani man with many scars, wears an overlarge cardigan that fans out behind him as he reaches for Martin’s face with both hands. Many tendrils of negative space curl around Martin, and a few break over Jon’s legs and flow between his fingers. End ID.]

finally got around to drawing The Scene Of All Time………….. not completely happy w it but i’ve been picking away at it for long enough. i am still fond of these lines tho. and. so fond of these guys :,)

[clairebearsparkles]

This is my favorite statement of the whole series, what’s your favorite?

Design available as sticker and prints HERE

[iwikpines]

look at me and tell me what you see

[savetheupholstery]

HAPPY JONMARTIN DAY EVERYONE

[thisclownatemybrother]

gertrude robinson stopping peter lukas' ritual by getting him cancelled is the funniest thing to ever happen

[thornsword]

look at me and tell me what you see

[thirdchildart]

I see you, Jon...

I see you!

[saintbleeding]

[ID: a four panel, no dialogue comic of Jon and Martin from TMA set during MAG 159. Martin is visibly wet from rain or mist, and Jon is dishevelled and covered in blood spatter. The first three panels show both of them from the shoulders up, and the last shows them from the hips up. The lighting is moody and dark, and, backlit, Jon looks eerie, his eyes glowing a faint red. In the first panel, Martin looks dubious and disconsolate, and Jon gazes at him softly. In the second, Martin begins to smile incredulously, and Jon smiles cautiously back at him. In the third, Martin’s face falls as he begins to cry, and Jon has already begun to embrace him, his face screwed up with emotion as he presses it into Martin’s shoulder. The last panel shows them hugging desperately, Jon clutching Martin’s head in one hand and his waist with the other. Behind them are vague orange lights on the horizon, and they appear to be lit from above by a street lamp. End ID.]

the lonely is blue n orange to me. the eye is red to me. jon n martin are just some scrunkled wrinkly guys. to me