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Almost forgot to post it

But Happy Holidays from the archival cats!

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"You can’t separate us, not unless we’re willing to do so."

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Sketched Elias and Lukas ♡♡

I hate elias for what he did to martin, but I can't fully hate him because he's such a diva 😭

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Chinese artist Shou Xin creates the most wonderful cats with just a few pencil lines

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There are three specific ones that Martin doesn't like, because "they keep looking at me funny, Jon!". And he points them out and demands: "See! Like that".

Jon has no idea what his talking about, or how to go about closing just the eyes showing him the tip of Martin's finger.

Martin: stop looking at me with those eyes

Jon: which eyes

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After some digging (and never finding that first post I saw), here's my current list:

purple for Night Vale green for TMA yellow for Malevolent red for Hello from Hallowoods blue for Unseen

I'm not familiar with the last two (yet) so if anyone wants to correct me, feel free. I have a week left to gather inteligence.

It's past 2 o'clock in the morning and I'm desperately seeking that one post that listed like, seven different eye-themed podcasts, somehow each differently colour-coded.

There was purple for Night Vale, green for TMA, yellow for Malevolent, and I don't remember the rest and must know for very important reasons (which may or may not be related to gift-giving to a podcast-consuming friend).

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Interest check now OPEN

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I want to congratulate Arthur for getting a step closer to the correct pronunciation of "Anna Stanczyk" I'm so proud of you Arthur

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The thing that really bothered him afterwards was that he didn't actually know when he gained the ability to regrow body parts. What bothered him even more was that he might have not realize it at all if some racist asshole didn't slog him in the face that night.

He didn't notice anything unusual in the moment. He felt the tooth coming loose, spat it out, beat the ever loving shit out of that asshole and that was that.

I wasn't until next morning at breakfast when he felt for the hole where the tooth had been--

--where the tooth still was, that it clicked.

At first he wasn't sure what happened; maybe he'd been more drunk than he thought. Maybe he just imagined the small white bone pinging off the dirty pavement.

But it gnawed at him all day, and the longer he thought about it, the more restless he got.

So in the evening, he went through his tool box and dug out the pliers, because curiosity was clawing at his insides like an animal and he just

had to

know.

Pulling out his own tooth was much harder than action movies led him to believe, but also much easier than his dentist probably wanted him to think.

Finally it was out, bloodied and shiny in the pliers' jaws, and he pressed his tongue against the bleeding gap in his gum, where…

...where a new tooth was already pushing up.

I didn't take much thought to let the first (second?) tooth drop to the floor and grab the new one, and pull, and drop, and grab, and pull, and drop…

It was nearly morning when he came out of his fascinated daze, and, looking at the impressive pile of dental waste at his feet, he couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't leave it there in the middle of kitchen for all to see, of course. He scooped them up in plastic buckets he'd picked up in an alley behind a local restaurant. If they were safe to hold yoghurt and herrings and other barely edible products, then as far as he was concerned they were safe to hold surplus body-parts.

In months afterwards he'd occasionally add to his collection. He was experimenting with other things – of course he was - but he didn't keep those. Only the teeth. Or rather, the tooth. Always the same one, for no other reason than there was something special and sentimental about pulling it out again (and again. And again). It was always exactly the same. He knew the shape of the roots by heart, and they were uniquely beautiful.

It didn't break is heart, exactly, but it did make him very sad when he had to move places and realize he couldn't take his hoard along.

He spent whole night putting them in trash-bags. He'd pick them out of the buckets one by one, saying goodbye to each. It wouldn't feel right, tossing them without giving them a proper send off.

When the van he called came around in the morning to pick up his things, he asked about a good spot to dump them, and one of the drivers laughed and said he knew just the perfect spot. The other driver laughed then as well, full of admiration for his partner's wit, and they made a quick detour through the Lancaster Road, and that, as they say, was that.

Mag 5: Thrown Away

"From the newly ripped hole, poured teeth. Hundreds, thousands of teeth; they came streaming down it a waterfall of white, cream and yellow, bouncing as they hit the pavement, and gradually forming a pile of astounding size. When the bag was finally empty, we just stood there in silence, staring at the mountain of teeth that now lay on ground before us. ... Finally, David broke the silence by vomiting loudly into a nearby drain and I backed away from the grisly mound."

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Faroe Lester <333

Plus some babysitter John who has never held anything, let alone a living breathing human child before, and bonus Uncle Kayne because everyone is too scared shitless of him to tell him no

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It's past 2 o'clock in the morning and I'm desperately seeking that one post that listed like, seven different eye-themed podcasts, somehow each differently colour-coded.

There was purple for Night Vale, green for TMA, yellow for Malevolent, and I don't remember the rest and must know for very important reasons (which may or may not be related to gift-giving to a podcast-consuming friend).

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Just so you know, if I become an obsessed unproductive mess less than 2 weeks before holidays and don't get anything done, I'm blaming you. 😘

All right, fine, I give up.

Where do I watch/listen to Mechanisms?

LETS GOOO OMG I LOVE YOU!!!!!

Okie so, you can listen to them basically anywhere, buts here’s a link to a playlist on YouTube!!! :DDD

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"So are you gonna kill me or what?"

Confrontation with the King in Yellow from episode 20 of @malevolentcast !! Painted in Storyboard Pro

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ATTENTION TO ALL TMA/TMP FANS!!

Based on an idea by @rainy-weather-supremacy, we decided to try and work on a massive project: A The Magnus Archives Musical!

We need musicians, composers, writers, anyone with theatre knowledge and/or experience, or thinkers to give ideas to the project. Everyone is welcome!

Our discord server for anyone interested: https://discord.gg/m664dwfY

We can make this a thing, y'all!

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Well, Mike Crew is cute, so it's all coming together perfectly 👌. 🪂🌌🌩

Picking animals for this stupid little au thing for tma

And I picked albatross for Simon(Fairchild) and mike(crew) And what I was going to do as I was going to give simon Adult albatross features and mike baby ones.

WHY ARE BABY ALBATROSS SO CUTE??? NO NEED TO BE THAT CUTE?? ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE??? WHAT THE FREAK

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Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.

It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.

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Someone living in Sweden during the Iron Age wore this cloak. Unfortunately, they wore it while they were murdered: forensic analysis found the holes in the cloak match how stabs would have penetrated the folds of the cloak when it was being worn.

Dating to 360 to 100 BCE, is also the oldest known example of a houndstooth pattern!