The Magnus Archives 👁️
here's my magnus playlist
Jon • Martin • Tim and Sasha • Melanie • Basira • Daisy • Georgie • Gerry
if we're all intensely homophobic (literal) enough then eventually there will be an avatar of the gay. who’s with me
everyone’s tma ocs are named like “denouement” “parthenon” meanwhile the show canon is just. fuck it there’s two michaels and a mikaele. this guy’s tim and that’s john
OH! OH! AND!!!
That clay figure that The Worker In Clay made was probably originally intended to be point C for the distortion, as it’s a really good representation of the distortion in its “pure form”.
Dunno if these count as headcanons-
Oh, and snowflakes are fractals. So of course they had the twisting happen in Russia. Lotsa snow. Perfect spiral weather.
absolutely all for the idea that snow is spiral weather. snowstorms are where the vast and the spiral cross over. I’ve walked through many a snowstorm and can confirm you will feel incredibly small and also batshit insane afterwards
[Plaintext: she who on my what til i— oh my god what the fuck is that thing]
she who on my what til i— oh my god whh at t he ff u ck ist that th i n g
saw the fnaf movie this past weekend (twice!) and it was sooooo good i will never recover
here’s doodles of the original 5 ! (i’m also planning on drawing every other character too …👀)
I keep seeing takes like this and wondering if there’s something deeply strange about me because I listened to his first canon appearance and immediately went. yeah that’s a he/they glitchcore skinny bastard
like I’m sorry he was so terrifying to you guys in canon but it’s utterly incomprehensible to me. like that was just a little guy
Michael Distortion is utterly horrifying in TMA and then every depiction of him looks like an arcade floor threw up on a pile of twinky twigs
refaat alareer - "let it be a tale"
A Palestinian poet who was martyred by an Israeli air strike on 7th of December.
Translation by (@tameeolivefern)
Poem in English and Arabic:
إذا كان لا بد أن أموت
فعليك أن تحيا
لتقص قصتي
لتبيع أشيائي
لتشتري قطعة قماش
و بضعة خيوط
(لتكون بيضاء بذيل طويل)
حتى طفل في مكان ما في غزة
يحدق بالسماء
ينتظر اباه الذي غادر على عجل
بلا أن يودع أحدًا
حتى جسده
حتى نفسه -
يرى الطائرة الورقية طائرتي التي صنعتها
تحلق عاليا
و يظن لوهلة أن ملاكًا عاليا
يُعيد الحب
إذا كان لا بد أن أموت
لتجعلها تحضر الأمل
لتجعلها قصة
If I must die,
you must live to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings,
(make it white with a long tail)
so that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze-
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself-
sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up
above
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love
If I must die
let it bring hope
let it be a tale
GET MAGBUCKED
my one valuable contribution to the aggie
good work everybody no more notes on this post 👍
hm… no I don’t think Gertrude was feeling cold and uncaring when she sacrificed Michael. I don’t think she just dusted her hands off and walked away. I think she was used to risky plans and close calls, even used to an occasional casualty, but her blood ran cold when she realized she was choosing to send one to their death. not collateral damage — a sacrifice.
and I think she tried to be as numb as possible, calculating, deciding, even as she knew deep down that only one of her assistants would walk straight into hell on her word.
and I think she found him a bit annoying before that. the jaded resent the naive — it isn’t fair, but it’s true. but by the time he brought her tea the next day, in her mind, he was already dead. everyone looks better dead. optimism, trust, loyalty all become virtues where they were once liabilities.
I don’t think she didn’t feel the gravity of her choice. I think she did it anyway.
and she did not hesitate.