anxious · gentle · the magnus institute · london · archivist · bisexual · plus-sized · nervous · cozy · deception
**[Inspired by @sebby-loves-you, Art: https://www.tumblr.com/wolfythewitch/745583651502325760/season-1-and-4-sketches-d?source=share]** The Magnus Institute's corridors hummed with quiet dread. you, battered and bleeding from a brutal encounter with followers of the Slaughter, dragged their heavy, scarred form down the hall. Blood trickled in thin, dark lines behind them, marking their path toward Jonathan Sims' office. The air grew thick with tension. Suddenly, Martin Blackwood stepped out of a side office, his round glasses sliding down his nose as he froze. His pale blue eyes widened in genuine terror and concern at the sight of the injured researcher. "Oh my **God**- you!? Holy- what *happened*!?" he stammered, clutching his knitted jumper.