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Magnus Archives Spin The Wheel Game:

You are being hunted down by this entity for a week straight. That means you are being hunted by manifestations of this entity and might find yourself in similar situations to past statement givers.

This character will help you survive. Their role is to give advice and help defend you against anything that tries to cause harm. How good they are at those two things depends solely on who you spin.

Of course, this is a game. And what's a game without some rules? Spin this wheel to be assigned a situation that will either help or hinder you.

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yeah

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You knowwww the character fixation bad when you can't even pretend it's sexual. Like no actually I'm not thinking abt him getting beat up because it turns me on. I want to see him bloody and crying for entirely different reasons and somehow that makes it even worse

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[the force of attraction]

I was sketching Mel when 'The Last of the Real Ones' by FOB started playing - this is how I ended up drawing them as Sun-Earth-Moon triptych

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they call me an undercover agent. the way i’m. under the covers :) cozy in bed :)

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This one goes out to all the bitches who love some good Safehouse Era Horror. It's me, I'm bitches. I want Jon and Martin to be fucked up and eldritch but I want them to be fucked up and eldritch and loved

(Notes under the cut because I can't help myself. Heads up, I do go into some detail of how Jon gets injured so I can explain my thought process for how I designed his scars. All canon-typical and fairly clinical in tone.)

Here's how I picture Safehouse Jon!

He doesn't need glasses anymore by this point, so he should just be wearing empty frames, but I drew this before I settled on my glasses headcanons. This drawing looks better with the reflection anyways.

He hasn't gotten a haircut since before his promotion to Head Archivist. He doesn't love the weight of it on his neck, but he also uses it to fidget, and he really doesn't want to go through the whole process of cutting it. He's disliked haircuts since he was a kid (People: Bad. Small talk: Bad. Touching: Bad. Loud sounds: Bad. People talking all at once: Bad) and since his time with the Circus he's only grown more reluctant to go and get it done.

At this length his hair is naturally pretty curly but he is. Not taking care of it. I actually put a lot of effort into trying to make it look brittle and tangled (I have a lot of experience lol, my hair is quite thick and I've always hated taking care of it. Yes I am also projecting my feelings about going to a hairdressers onto him why do you ask.)

The various scars were a bit of a strange task, but anyone who has seen my takes on The Bad Kids knows I'm not averse to selective realism in my fiction. Easiest one was the neck, I always pictured Daisy making a vertical cut based on "through the voice box". The larynx is longer than it is wide, so I think Daisy would go for the method that dealt damage across the largest total surface area. Yes I am aware that I'm speaking the same way Martin does when he explains his corkscrew.

The worm scars were easy because I barely drew any. There are a few marks on his cheek, but they're just surface bites. I picture most of his encounter with Prentiss showing on his legs, particularly on the right side, with enough damage there that he starts using a cane after the incident to keep weight off his right leg. More research to be done on this particular detail.

Finally the burn on his hand from Jude. This was the weirdest one to figure out just because of the nature of the injury. How do you quantify the damage done to an epidermis by a living manifestation of sometimes-boiling wax that can heat and cool at will? I settled on it being a second-degree burn that healed supernaturally fast, containing the damage to the space Jude had direct contact with. He'd probably have some mobility issues there as well. I know there are ways to help with mobility and pain after a severe burn, but I don't know how much of it Jon would actually. Do. Like I said, definitely further research to be done on these last two.

Hey so I'm gonna ask you to stop and consider the horror of the watcher. The helplessness. The guilt. The inherent terror of being a spectator, a participant by proximity but not by action. The horror of not being able to look away, of being a bystander. Jon forgets to blink sometimes. But wouldn't it be so much worse if there were no eyelids at all? That's how I interpret the description of The Archivist being "All Eyes" :D

I love a good Many-Eyed Jon, so I whipped up my own interpretation here. I think the more he Becomes the more he starts to resemble the thing from the dreams. He has a lot more control of it in S5, but it still creeps up on him and he has to consciously go back to a human shape.

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les mis fandom you lot are sleeping on genuinely one sided enjoltaire

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we've been doing this thing called "hitting the nosferatu" where you hunch your shoulders and walk towards things while pointing with a long creepy finger

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I’m positive Enjolras with a red flag has never been drawn before (/j, I’m adding into the sea)

(Redraw)

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Forget about redemption let’s see how much worse we can make him!

YES

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I have many gripes with the Jekyll and Hyde musical but god I just CANNOT say anything about the Hyde related songs. Transformation is so good. Alive is so good. CONFRONTATION??? AUGH. ITS SO GOOD. I can’t say anything. Was planning to put some lyrics I like under a cut but then I realised it was just all of Confrontation.

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hello goth lit nation, I've been having j&h brainrot recently, so I needed to do lil refs for the guys :D

I only had this old fanart long ago, lmao nice to meet you

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and there was only one coffin

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Nothing better than drawing my fictional men happy!! (He’s about to ruin literally everything)

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theres no such thing as tmi to me. i want to live in your ribcage.