𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫 𝔎. 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡 || SPOILERS FOR TMA
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(Ex-)Archival Assistant at the Magnus Institute || Rp account! || Lewd DNI - Mun is 16 || Pfp by Kowbojkii || SomewhereElse!Martin (That somewhere happens to be the land of bluesky) || Replies are…usually pretty long. I’m a yapper-
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SFW Martin Blackwood Rp/Parody account, open to dark themes
First proper rp account, plus bad social anxiety, so expect hiccups. Tips welcome!
Willing to do ships with chemistry, though a Jon account is preferred
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SFW Martin Blackwood Rp/Parody account, open to dark themes
First proper rp account, plus bad social anxiety, so expect hiccups. Tips welcome!
Willing to do ships with chemistry, though a Jon account is preferred
#TheMagnusArchivesRP #TMARP
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February 8, 2025 at 11:31 PM
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- Roleplay account for Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives.
- Open to various ships, just discuss ahead of time.
- this is messy, i will make it prettier later
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- Open to various ships, just discuss ahead of time.
- this is messy, i will make it prettier later
#TheMagnusArchivesRP #TMARP #TheMagnusArchivesRoleplay #TMARoleplay
February 6, 2025 at 1:36 AM
- Roleplay account for Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives.
- Open to various ships, just discuss ahead of time.
- this is messy, i will make it prettier later
#TheMagnusArchivesRP #TMARP #TheMagnusArchivesRoleplay #TMARoleplay
- Open to various ships, just discuss ahead of time.
- this is messy, i will make it prettier later
#TheMagnusArchivesRP #TMARP #TheMagnusArchivesRoleplay #TMARoleplay
// Elias Bouchard 🩷
Hatesss his ass
Hatesss his ass
February 6, 2025 at 12:54 AM
// Elias Bouchard 🩷
Hatesss his ass
Hatesss his ass
It was raining, which meant it was time for Martin to wield a corkscrew.
The worms were not to be trusted.
The worms were not to be trusted.
February 4, 2025 at 9:11 PM
It was raining, which meant it was time for Martin to wield a corkscrew.
The worms were not to be trusted.
The worms were not to be trusted.
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"Call me what you like, I suppose~"
☆ RP account for The Distortion from The Magnus Archives.
☆ MVRP and OC friendly!
☆ Multiship with characters aged 21+. Writers must also be adults for personal comfort.
☆ SFW/NSFW themes.
#tmarp #themagnusarchivesrp #mvrp
☆ RP account for The Distortion from The Magnus Archives.
☆ MVRP and OC friendly!
☆ Multiship with characters aged 21+. Writers must also be adults for personal comfort.
☆ SFW/NSFW themes.
#tmarp #themagnusarchivesrp #mvrp
February 3, 2025 at 3:58 PM
"Call me what you like, I suppose~"
☆ RP account for The Distortion from The Magnus Archives.
☆ MVRP and OC friendly!
☆ Multiship with characters aged 21+. Writers must also be adults for personal comfort.
☆ SFW/NSFW themes.
#tmarp #themagnusarchivesrp #mvrp
☆ RP account for The Distortion from The Magnus Archives.
☆ MVRP and OC friendly!
☆ Multiship with characters aged 21+. Writers must also be adults for personal comfort.
☆ SFW/NSFW themes.
#tmarp #themagnusarchivesrp #mvrp
//Hello to the gremlins who follow me! I'm so sorry I haven't been active recently. My energy recently has just been. . . ough. I'm still not feeling my best, but I promise I'll try to get back to it soon! I just need more time to give my three brain cells a break from working overtime-
January 10, 2025 at 1:21 AM
//Hello to the gremlins who follow me! I'm so sorry I haven't been active recently. My energy recently has just been. . . ough. I'm still not feeling my best, but I promise I'll try to get back to it soon! I just need more time to give my three brain cells a break from working overtime-
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temp ⠀pinned .
independent portrayal of
Simon Blackquill ⸝ Prosecutor
primarily set in ᴀᴄᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴏʀɴᴇʏ
temp ⠀pinned .
independent portrayal of
Simon Blackquill ⸝ Prosecutor
primarily set in ᴀᴄᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴏʀɴᴇʏ
January 1, 2025 at 12:46 AM
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temp ⠀pinned .
independent portrayal of
Simon Blackquill ⸝ Prosecutor
primarily set in ᴀᴄᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴏʀɴᴇʏ
temp ⠀pinned .
independent portrayal of
Simon Blackquill ⸝ Prosecutor
primarily set in ᴀᴄᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴏʀɴᴇʏ
Reposted by 𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫 𝔎. 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡 || SPOILERS FOR TMA
Reposted by 𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫 𝔎. 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡 || SPOILERS FOR TMA
Unlike every other shop on the street, Blackwood Tea was open today. Stood at the counter, like always, was Martin. It. . . it was fine, though. He didn't mind working on a holiday. It wasn't like he had anywhere better to do, anyway. There wasn't any point in celebrating Christmas if you didn't
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December 26, 2024 at 4:10 AM
Unlike every other shop on the street, Blackwood Tea was open today. Stood at the counter, like always, was Martin. It. . . it was fine, though. He didn't mind working on a holiday. It wasn't like he had anywhere better to do, anyway. There wasn't any point in celebrating Christmas if you didn't
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𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹. . .
~Spinel RP/Parody Account
~16+ Interactions
~N/SFW (Dark Themes, innuendos)
~Ships With Chem
~9+ Years of RP Experience
𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹. . .
#SURP
#MVRP
~Spinel RP/Parody Account
~16+ Interactions
~N/SFW (Dark Themes, innuendos)
~Ships With Chem
~9+ Years of RP Experience
𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹. . .
#SURP
#MVRP
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October 17, 2024 at 7:24 AM
Unlike every other shop on the street, Blackwood Tea was open today. Stood at the counter, like always, was Martin. It. . . it was fine, though. He didn't mind working on a holiday. It wasn't like he had anywhere better to do, anyway. There wasn't any point in celebrating Christmas if you didn't
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December 26, 2024 at 4:10 AM
Unlike every other shop on the street, Blackwood Tea was open today. Stood at the counter, like always, was Martin. It. . . it was fine, though. He didn't mind working on a holiday. It wasn't like he had anywhere better to do, anyway. There wasn't any point in celebrating Christmas if you didn't
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// Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to my 35 followers! I hope everyone has a wonderful winter season :3
December 26, 2024 at 4:01 AM
// Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to my 35 followers! I hope everyone has a wonderful winter season :3
“Of course! I couldn't just leave you down like that. It would just feel wrong.”
His smile was much broader now. It'd been quite some time since he'd been able to properly help someone. Having to pass people by in the fear domains, unable to do anything other than the hope that reaching the
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His smile was much broader now. It'd been quite some time since he'd been able to properly help someone. Having to pass people by in the fear domains, unable to do anything other than the hope that reaching the
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He looked at the cow again. He'd be lying if he said he didn't find it adorable. And it did make him feel a little better.
"It's lovely."
He carefully set it down next to his plate. It'll definitely come home with him, that's for sure.
"Thank you."
"It's lovely."
He carefully set it down next to his plate. It'll definitely come home with him, that's for sure.
"Thank you."
Hands fidgeting, a hopeful simper tugged at the edges of his mouth.
“Do you like it. . ?”
“Do you like it. . ?”
December 16, 2024 at 4:51 AM
“Of course! I couldn't just leave you down like that. It would just feel wrong.”
His smile was much broader now. It'd been quite some time since he'd been able to properly help someone. Having to pass people by in the fear domains, unable to do anything other than the hope that reaching the
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His smile was much broader now. It'd been quite some time since he'd been able to properly help someone. Having to pass people by in the fear domains, unable to do anything other than the hope that reaching the
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“Uh- Yeah! I've been knitting them to give to kids or customers who are having a rough day, and you seemed like you needed a pick-me-up. I thought it'd be cute to add your little neck ruffle thing as well, so tried to mimic it with origami.”
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"Did you make this?"
"Did you make this?"
December 15, 2024 at 8:12 PM
“Uh- Yeah! I've been knitting them to give to kids or customers who are having a rough day, and you seemed like you needed a pick-me-up. I thought it'd be cute to add your little neck ruffle thing as well, so tried to mimic it with origami.”
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He. . . honestly hadn't expected the man to leave a tip. Sure, Edgeworth looked like a very polite gentleman, but based on how upset he had gotten when Martin told him his story, he'd just assumed he wouldn't out of some passive-aggressive revenge plot. But no. He still decided to be kind. +
While he did that, Miles fished out his wallet. He glanced at the menu for pricing and pulled out the necessary cash and tip for his order. He set it on the table, then took his food and drink.
"Thank you."
Without a word, he found a place to sit next to one of the bookshelves.
"Thank you."
Without a word, he found a place to sit next to one of the bookshelves.
+ grabbed a cup he thought Miles would like, and prepared it as quickly as possible. Once that was done, Martin retrieved the scone, found a saucer to place both on and carefully gave it to the prosecutor.
December 15, 2024 at 3:47 PM
He. . . honestly hadn't expected the man to leave a tip. Sure, Edgeworth looked like a very polite gentleman, but based on how upset he had gotten when Martin told him his story, he'd just assumed he wouldn't out of some passive-aggressive revenge plot. But no. He still decided to be kind. +
The shopkeep gave only a simple, nervous nod. He'd learned to read Jon and the emotions he tried not to show, whether through subtle inflections or body language. If Edgeworth was anywhere near the same, Martin knew how dangerously important this cup of tea was.
He instantly turned around, +
He instantly turned around, +
— Splash of milk. No sugar."
He glanced at the pastries.
"And a blueberry scone."
He glanced at the pastries.
"And a blueberry scone."
December 14, 2024 at 10:36 PM
The shopkeep gave only a simple, nervous nod. He'd learned to read Jon and the emotions he tried not to show, whether through subtle inflections or body language. If Edgeworth was anywhere near the same, Martin knew how dangerously important this cup of tea was.
He instantly turned around, +
He instantly turned around, +
Martin smiled as he heard the door open, delighted to have another customer. However, looking up, his blood ran cold.
Edgeworth was here.
After how their last interaction ended, he'd wanted a bit of time until he saw him again, just to let the tension simmer down. He'd even hoped for their next +
Edgeworth was here.
After how their last interaction ended, he'd wanted a bit of time until he saw him again, just to let the tension simmer down. He'd even hoped for their next +
— walked up to the counter.
"Hello, there. May I get a—"
Wait.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶."
"Hello, there. May I get a—"
Wait.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶."
December 14, 2024 at 9:32 PM
Martin smiled as he heard the door open, delighted to have another customer. However, looking up, his blood ran cold.
Edgeworth was here.
After how their last interaction ended, he'd wanted a bit of time until he saw him again, just to let the tension simmer down. He'd even hoped for their next +
Edgeworth was here.
After how their last interaction ended, he'd wanted a bit of time until he saw him again, just to let the tension simmer down. He'd even hoped for their next +
A new shop had opened up in town: Blackwood Tea. As your muse enters, they take in the quaintness of it all. It was a small place with simple, cozy seats and wooden tables. Along the left wall was a shelf filled with books, ranging from romance novels to gothic poetry to children's stories. +
December 14, 2024 at 7:08 PM
A new shop had opened up in town: Blackwood Tea. As your muse enters, they take in the quaintness of it all. It was a small place with simple, cozy seats and wooden tables. Along the left wall was a shelf filled with books, ranging from romance novels to gothic poetry to children's stories. +
“That. . . makes sense. And I guess. . . tell her I say thanks, no matter how foolish she thinks I am. God knows she's probably right.”
He stood up, tucking his long-forgotten notebook into his pocket.
“I’d. . . better get going. Don't want to mess with your day any more than I already have. If —
He stood up, tucking his long-forgotten notebook into his pocket.
“I’d. . . better get going. Don't want to mess with your day any more than I already have. If —
Back to texting his sister he goes. Once he hit send, he sighed.
"I left out the. . . messier details."
His phone dinged and he read over the message.
". . . I think I've hit a new record for most fools used in a sentence out of her. Regardless, Franziska will see what she can do."
"I left out the. . . messier details."
His phone dinged and he read over the message.
". . . I think I've hit a new record for most fools used in a sentence out of her. Regardless, Franziska will see what she can do."
— rats nest of books.”
A soft, sad chuckle echoed from his lips. Even such a ridiculous yet plausible mental image didn't relieve his sorry state.
“. . . he’s a good man. I hope you can find him.”
A soft, sad chuckle echoed from his lips. Even such a ridiculous yet plausible mental image didn't relieve his sorry state.
“. . . he’s a good man. I hope you can find him.”
December 13, 2024 at 10:04 PM
“That. . . makes sense. And I guess. . . tell her I say thanks, no matter how foolish she thinks I am. God knows she's probably right.”
He stood up, tucking his long-forgotten notebook into his pocket.
“I’d. . . better get going. Don't want to mess with your day any more than I already have. If —
He stood up, tucking his long-forgotten notebook into his pocket.
“I’d. . . better get going. Don't want to mess with your day any more than I already have. If —
// That would be a WebAvatar!Martin AU. Perhaps that could be an event at some point. . ?
QOTD!
If your muse was the most evil version of themselves, if all the worst in them became enflamed and the main parts of their personality, what would they be like?
If your muse was the most evil version of themselves, if all the worst in them became enflamed and the main parts of their personality, what would they be like?
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December 13, 2024 at 9:31 PM
// That would be a WebAvatar!Martin AU. Perhaps that could be an event at some point. . ?
A small smile appeared on Martin’s face, but the assistance now just felt like pity for a man who'd lost his mind.
“Thank you. . . I doubt he'd do anything illegal, though. Not unless he didn't have any other choice. . . if anything, it’d just be hiding away in a library and sleeping in a —
“Thank you. . . I doubt he'd do anything illegal, though. Not unless he didn't have any other choice. . . if anything, it’d just be hiding away in a library and sleeping in a —
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Damn it all. He sighed.
"I can still ask about Jon. If he's a fugitive there's not much that I can do to help. But I'm at least willing to bend the ear of Interpol."
Damn it all. He sighed.
"I can still ask about Jon. If he's a fugitive there's not much that I can do to help. But I'm at least willing to bend the ear of Interpol."
— convince you with no proof. . . I’m sorry for bothering you with all of this nonsense. I've wasted your time. . .”
December 13, 2024 at 9:02 PM
A small smile appeared on Martin’s face, but the assistance now just felt like pity for a man who'd lost his mind.
“Thank you. . . I doubt he'd do anything illegal, though. Not unless he didn't have any other choice. . . if anything, it’d just be hiding away in a library and sleeping in a —
“Thank you. . . I doubt he'd do anything illegal, though. Not unless he didn't have any other choice. . . if anything, it’d just be hiding away in a library and sleeping in a —
And just like that, his surge of confidence was gone. What was he thinking? Martin had said it himself: no one would believe his story. Why did he suddenly think it would make any sense? This was all a terrible mistake. He hung his head.
“You. . . you're right. There's no point in trying to —
“You. . . you're right. There's no point in trying to —
— your word?"
It was a habit he'll kick himself for later. He smirked, raised his hands and shook his head.
"Without evidence, your words are meaningless in court."
It was a habit he'll kick himself for later. He smirked, raised his hands and shook his head.
"Without evidence, your words are meaningless in court."
December 13, 2024 at 4:12 PM
And just like that, his surge of confidence was gone. What was he thinking? Martin had said it himself: no one would believe his story. Why did he suddenly think it would make any sense? This was all a terrible mistake. He hung his head.
“You. . . you're right. There's no point in trying to —
“You. . . you're right. There's no point in trying to —
“I promise, nothing about this has anything to do with drugs or head trauma. And though It’s not like I have any proof other than my and Jon’s word, and he’s disappeared, I am still an eyewitness, and isn't that something you use in court? Sure, things can be misremembered, but living in constant —
— Have you had any. . . head trauma or. . . experiences with substances lately?"
He's trying *so* hard to be polite. Clearly Martin is unwell.
He's trying *so* hard to be polite. Clearly Martin is unwell.
December 13, 2024 at 2:50 PM
“I promise, nothing about this has anything to do with drugs or head trauma. And though It’s not like I have any proof other than my and Jon’s word, and he’s disappeared, I am still an eyewitness, and isn't that something you use in court? Sure, things can be misremembered, but living in constant —
“. . .If you insist. . .”
He took a breath. This was going to be a doozy.
“I am from a different dimension where fear gods exist and cause supernatural horrifying happenings, and due to their influence, my boyfriend, someone given power by one of these gods, accidentally caused the apocalypse. —
He took a breath. This was going to be a doozy.
“I am from a different dimension where fear gods exist and cause supernatural horrifying happenings, and due to their influence, my boyfriend, someone given power by one of these gods, accidentally caused the apocalypse. —
— He gave Martin a look, the same look he used to gave witnesses on the stand when they were teetering on giving an inconvenient testimony. The same look he used to intimidate the truth out of difficult suspects.
"Tell me."
"Tell me."
December 13, 2024 at 1:45 AM
“. . .If you insist. . .”
He took a breath. This was going to be a doozy.
“I am from a different dimension where fear gods exist and cause supernatural horrifying happenings, and due to their influence, my boyfriend, someone given power by one of these gods, accidentally caused the apocalypse. —
He took a breath. This was going to be a doozy.
“I am from a different dimension where fear gods exist and cause supernatural horrifying happenings, and due to their influence, my boyfriend, someone given power by one of these gods, accidentally caused the apocalypse. —