It's Simple, Interns/assistants Dying In TMA Is Horrifying And Grief Inducing, Leaving An Absence In

just a michael drawing I did for a friend. I might try and redraw it with the hands a bit bigger.

Agnes Montague is sitting in the coffee shop again. Same table, same black coffee, same routine. She wraps her hand around the mug, feeling the heat bloom under her palm. It’s better than burning people, than having them as a sacrifice to prove her warmth. She’s grown out of those fits of anger, and now she sees herself as more of her destiny than the flame borne from it. That’s what it is to be the light in the lightless flame. She wants to be kind but she can’t. She’s a creation with a purpose, and that purpose isn’t kindness.

Everyone else in this shop is human. Completely human. They were born in hospitals, probably, and not within someone else’s – her mother’s – sacrificial funeral pyre. Everyone else in this shop has friends. Everyone else in this shop can find their own purpose. And Agnes just heats her drink, the steam barely bringing up the temperature of her burning skin. She’s the sunlight, just bringing heat down on everyone with her touch. She can burn, but she is essential. She’s not sure who told her that. Something that has to be wrong within her tells her that it was her mother.

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just a sad double drabble of me thinking about agnes too hard!! she thinks about her mom regularly imo,, i consider her thinking about her mom's (voluntary) sacrifice as justification that she has to follow her destiny :((((

"what would Adam Parrish do?" I ask, during my shift because I am tired and cranky but I need the money. "What would Adam Parrish do?" I ask, when I want to sleep but I have school to work on. "What would Adam Parrish do?" I ask myself daily.

The answer should have been "buckle down and get shit done" but I guess the wires got crossed and now the Adam in my head says human sacrifice looks pretty good actually-

Reading the book is not enough. I need to eat it.

Intro to my blog

i've been meaning to make one of these for a while but i'm not entirely sure what to put so we'll see how this goes

Hi! This is my main blog, online I go by frogs or auggie. Pronouns are she/they.

I mostly post about writing(pretty evenly split between my original stories and fanfic) and random fandom thoughts, occasionally I might post some of my art.

current fandoms: The Magnus Archives, The Raven Cycle, Gravity Falls, DC, DND, Pokemon, TBHK, Cinderella Boy (webtoon), and Six of Crows, (literally always ready to talk about any of these)

About me/fun facts ig: I'm a minor, I play 4 different instruments, my favourite artist is Gustav Klimpt, my favourite animal is frogs (kind of obvious i suppose) but my favourite birds are ravens.

Mystery Inc. but it’s the 1890s

Who had late Victorian Scooby Doo on their 2024 bingo card? Hmm?

The idea came to me when I was thinking about Sherlock Holmes and then remembered the iconic mystery solving gang hehe

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Nothing matters, but knowing nothing matters It's just life, so keep dancing through

[dancing through life, wicked]

Listen I love Jon “let’s gouge our eyes out and run away together” Sims as much as the next guy. But we don’t talk enough about the second half of that conversation. Martin ready to crash out just a little. Martin calling Jon on his bullshit. Basically just everything Martin does in that scene actually.

^^^THIS. self aware as fuck and definitely not kind of bitter Martin.

Imagine you’ve been in love with someone for 4 years. You do not expect this to go anywhere because you have shit self esteem and also he kind of hates you. You decide the best use of your life is protecting everyone you know from evil and taking the brunt of that evil yourself. Then one day the person you love who you cannot be around anymore says out of the blue “hey let’s run away together” and you have probably wanted that for years. You have probably dreamed about that moment. And you absolutely can not do that. For him. To protect him. But also because of him. And it’s not really about you is it?

I would go fucking crazy. All things considered, he had an impressively calm reaction to this situation.

too insecure about the coloring to put this on the art blog but I drew Agnes again!!