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Im gay??? Im straight??? The Magnus Archives is a podcast distributed by rustyquill.com and licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution non-commercial share alike 4.0 international license????
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#speedran this shit in like a day#back to my comic grind#also maybe make a malevolent animatic of a certain scene#tma#tmag#the magnus archives#magnus archives#jonathan sims#tma jon#tma martin#martin blackwood#jmart#animation
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One of my favorite lil lonelyeyes takes is that I fully believe they get divorced via full legal process. Every. Single. Time. Every little scrap of paperwork meticulously filled out, every possible opportunity to scream at each other in a courtroom. Divorce attorneys simultaneously rich and traumatized. It’s chock full of misery and loneliness and the feeling of being judged. It’s the worst, most bureaucratic foreplay ever to exist. And I find it delightful.
#back on my lonelyeyes grind#tma#the magnus archives#lonelyeyes#peter lukas#elias bouchard#lonely eyes
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#hey guys it’s been a while#some things happened#including psych wards#not for me tho!#anyways we back on the grind#fanart#tma#the magnus archive fanart#the magnus archives#jonathan sims#tma fanart
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guess what i need to finish watchinggg
#my art#marble hornets#putting this out here because i actually quite like how i colored it#funsies#i really need to finish watching this but uh. i say that about everything#the fact i finished all of tma was a mericle#need to get back on that drawing grind but i have just not been doing to hot for it#sad 😔
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He is not okay
#sorry malevolent mutuals i will get back on the grind. tma moots. uhhhh ill do something maybe.#also i do not know how to draw fionna and cake but whateverrr#art#my art#pasta scribbles#atimers#adventure time fionna and cake#fionna and cake#simon petrikov#simon adventure time#adventure time simon#AT#fionna the human#cake the cat
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i love the magnus archives
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Back on the tma grind (immediately runs out of drawing ideas)
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finally getting back on the tma grind!! heres ms prentiss. big fan of wasp hives i had a phase a couple months ago where i just watched hive removal videos bc the guy would feed the larvae to his chickens afterwards. loved seeing the inside of the nests like the neat little entrance?? the layers?? the way the larvae and pupae were arranged?? now every time i see a wasp hive i get hyped. there was one by this plaza though i only passed it in the car and one day it just disappeared. theres still some of it left i might pay it a visit. also that time i saw part of a comb on the ground i was gonna touch it but my friend told me not to
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i hope you're doing okay, ant. hang in there, we love you
Aaa thank you,, right back at everyone out there😭 poc, afab, and lgbtq, I’m fr hitting every single box here hahaha…. but it’s ok! It’s still might be ok. I know it’s scary as hell rn, but there’s still some small chance everything doesn’t fuck up entirely (electoral college isn’t finalized yet!!) and I am clinging onto that🙏 Been coping my throwing myself into tma and hadesgame grind, but I will be back!! I miss drawing (it’s only been like. 2 days but still)… hopefully I have time to crunch down on reqs today to destress today >:3
#I’m like too calm about this but I never had much hope to start with lol#hold me back before I start ranting more about politics ahndkddk#praying they go through with the recount request#the fact it’s a close election is fucked up as hell
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the wet sound of tearing and low moan of pain ;)
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TMA RPG Entities 2: The Machine
Explanation, The Desolate
AKA: The Clockmaker, The Grinding, The Angel of Gears, Tick-Tock, Broken Teeth, Glitch, You Can Be Replaced
Fears: instrumentality, dehumanization, confinement, transhumanism, the system, bureaucracy, drudgery, technology, religion, time, fate
Manifestations: Clocks, angelic iconography, machinery, computers, cybernetics, time loops, social pressure, mountains of paperwork, "glitches in the matrix," conspiracies
Most similar: The Extinction, certain aspects of The Buried.
Avatars: the leader of the Church of Gears, a literal "thief of time," an unusually persuasive industrial shredder
The machinery of the world grinds inexorably onward. Time tick ticks by. Society boxes you, puts more and more stress on you, and no matter how essential you are, you are never irreplaceable. The Machine is perhaps the least like any of the old Entities, though you can find many of them inside it. At it's root, it's the idea that something is wrong, and you can't tell if it's you or the world that's gone mad.
Its iconography is a mishmash of how people have thought the world worked in the past. Angels with wings made of gears. Endless stacks of paperwork constantly printing themselves out faster than you can fill them. Noclipping through the walls into the secret steam tunnels used by a shadowy cabal. Peeling back your own flesh to see the circuitry beneath.
Certain esoteric texts speak of an angel that found a child who was annihilation. She feared what the child could become. Ever so gently, she enfolded the child in her many wings and smothered it. Yet in its death throes it dealt a mortal blow and forever disrupted the celestial harmony the angel represented.
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turns out whatever instinct in me makes me want to make tma aus is unstoppable and all consuming. so here's qsmp tma au focused on the brazillians:
cellbit- he HAS to be the archivist ok this man is so eye aligned it's not even funny. HOWEVER because qcellbit and fcell are the same person, Events happened to him before he became the Archivist, ala from the archives grian. local paranormal enthusiast finds dead half eaten bodies, gets arrested for it (he SWEARS he didn't eat those people), goes to prison for 10 years, goes nuts (becomes F!Cell), kills himself in the island, wakes up in his room and Felps tells him "bro you disappeared for 10 days are you ok" and he's just like. What.
Worth mentioning that he fucking speedruns the archives. also known as the qsmp. Cucurucho, who is kind of like elias but a bit less (I inagine the Host would be elias, wjoever they are), thinks "wooo new archivist I wonder how long it'll take them to find out abt the horrors" and then cellbit shows up 3 days later running on 2 hours of sleep and 20 mugs of coffee with a consipracy board connecting a bunch of statements and theorizing about entities
ALSO the web is around him like all the time. if you pay attention there's at least 2 spiders near him at all times, usually hidden because he squishes them when he sees them. he's tangled in the web of lies that is the plot I'm making for this au and his ass is NOT beating it
Felps- Stranger type of guy who doesn't even know and takes like. a year to realise something's up with him. don't worry abt it ok I don't know why he's stranger-y to me either. it's the vibes just trust me
Mike- ok so. I am Very unsure for pac and mike, PLUS I've not seen herobrine a lenda, which means I don't know all their backstory, BUT I'm thinking Lonely for Mike, so far? he kind of distances himself from everyone after richas dies with him, so far is the only person I've not seen much gay happenings happen to, tends to disappear to fuckall nowhere apparently, as one does. also the fact that, back in prison, he seemed to have the most difficulty connecting with others.
also, the Desolation hates him personally. he doesn't know why. his house has burnt down thrice. he gets burnt by the littlest things for no reason. he's banned from the kitchen. an avatar of the desolation tried to kill him once. he watched his own son die in front of him. this is based on nothing from qsmp or anything I've seen Mike do I just think it's funny
Pac- I can only think of Vast and Spiral for him tee bee eich. Leaning heavily towards the Vast because, you know. gestures to the giant hide and seek maps, and also O RAIO, even though I have 0 context for that. he just... he explores the world and made giant hole (yeah yeah holes are the buried but consider: it's big.). it's his "I can show you the world" vibes. again dude just trust me
note abt tazercraft: both of them are very, very touched by the Spiral. reason? Chume Labs
Forever- I'm thinking either the Buried (mostly the digging aspect- he's destroyed a whole mountain and dug up and entire desert), or the Hunt (his intense hunt for Phil's love, the insane grinding that could be seen as hunting for resources, the werewolf hc my beloved). Leaning more towards the Hunt bc dogboyyyyy
The plot I have in mind is very different from the tma plot, but I'm not sure of everything yet, so for now you get this little bpnus :)
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[Cellbit]
We've been back from the Adoption Center for about a day now. Not a timely update, but things happened, and, well.
We found... we found a weird... creature. It- he? Acts human, although he can't talk. He communicates with us through a little notebook, and overall acts incredibly childish. He sure looks like a child. One with- with some material akin to... to egg shells as skin. He has hair, despite apparently being all... eggy. It's black and curly, covers his face. He doesn't like it when we try to move it away from there, but we're working on a safe way to see what's under there.
He seems not to know where he came from, but I know he's lying. It's- there's no way he doesn't, not with what he said, I don't care if Pac and Mike or, hell, Felps believes him, He called us fucking- he called us dads! That's the first fucking thing he said! It has to be some kind of trap, some kind of spy, I don't know yet but when I find out I'm going to fucking-
Shit. That wasn't too professional. Alright, where were we.
We brought him to the Institute. Forever and I weren't thrilled about the idea, but it was 3 against 2. I can't believe Felps would- I get Pac and Mike, there's something wrong with them I'm sure of it, but Felps? I underestimated his braincells. What am I talking about, he doesn't have any.
(Soft chuckle)
We, we named him Richarlyson, he seemed to like it. We asked his name first, but all he did was draw a- (Snort) a stick figure shrugging.
The only clothes he has are a singular oversized Brazil shirt. The moços and Felps want to go buy him clothes.
I don't know how they'll justify the kid having, I don't know, pure white hard skin, but they said not to worry about it, so I guess I won't! I won't. I fucking won't.
... I'm gonna follow them tomorrow. Just to be safe.
That's all for today, I'm gonna go- I'm going to check some statements, see if there's anything even remotely related to this.
This is Cellbit, Head Archivist of the QSMP, which I still don't known what stands for by the way, signing off.
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#cellbit#forever player#forever#richarlyson#felps#tazercraft#pactw#mikethelink#brazil world domination#qsmp#hmmm I need a tag for this au#the quesadilla archives#<- idk if that's gonna be permanent but that's it for now#favela five
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Kinktober Day 5: Freeuse
(i think if they were to make an adaptation of TMA, Yasmin Finney would be amazing as Sasha/Not Sasha)
Sasha James x afab!reader
warnings: smut (18+, mdni) , freeuse, oral (sasha receiving), public sex, voyeurism, caught in the act, fingering
word count: 832
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It was another boring day down in the archives of the Magnus Institute. You were supposed to be helping Sasha and Tim organize some of the older files for Jon to analogue. It was hotter than fuck outside and Elias deemed it ‘not hot enough’ to turn on the air conditioning yet (it was the middle of July). You had all long since abandoned filing the statements, now moving on to fanning yourselves and talking to each other.
“What’s your wildest fantasy, James?” Tim teased, loving to watch the smaller woman squirm.
“Hmm, probably…. doing it somewhere i’m not supposed to? I-i haven’t thought about it much, Stoker.” She squeaked out, her dark cheeks flushing a rosy pink. You smiled at the image, picturing yourself bending her over the desk you’re all currently melting on. Your little workplace infatuation with the shorter woman grew into a full-fledged crush on her.
“Y/N? Earth to Y/N? We’ve lost her, Tim.” Her chipper voice pulled you out of the daydream that made you horrible wet. You blinked rapidly, a small smile on your lips.
“Sorry, what?” You asked, spurring the brunette to repeat herself.
“What’s your dirty fantasy?” Sasha asked, placing a hand on your knee, her big brown doe eyes making you weak in the knees. You gasped, the closeness of her face to yours, and her hand touching your sweaty skin.
“I-I…uhhh….erm, bending a girl over the desk and fucking her while she works.” You rushed, the words spilling out of your mouth in a hushed tone. Sasha chuckled, her eyes twinkling as she shook her head at you.
“Sorry, didn’t catch that. That’s okay, we can change the subject if you’re uncomfortable.” She consoled you, rubbing her thumb across your knee. You were now a sopping puddle, ready to combust if she made any more contact with you.
“Tim, can you run out to that Thai place and get us some takeout? I’ll pay.” Sasha said, turning to the redheaded man, handing him a few bills. Tim nodded, standing up to stretch his legs.
“Good idea, i’m fucking starving. Be back in 30.” He spoke over his shoulder, halfway to the door already. Sasha thanked him before turning back to you after the door shut behind him.
“I lied, earlier. I found it really hot, i’ve been waiting so long to get you alone. Now that I’m 99% sure you are as into me as I am you.” She mused, her hand resuming its place on your leg, slowly inching upwards.
“You like me back? Fuck, Sash. C’mere.” You spat, grabbing her hips and pulling her onto your lap before crashing your lips to hers. She moaned into the kiss, before tugging her glasses off her face. You felt her tongue slide across your bottom lip, making you moan into her mouth. She giggled, grinding her hips down on your lap.
“I have an idea, you game?” She asked, breaking the kiss, much to your soft pout. You cocked an eyebrow at her, nodding anyway. She laughed, clamoring off your lap, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the filing cabinet.
“Okay, I’m going to get back to working on these statements, and I want you to eat me out. I wanna see if you can make me finish before I finish these.” She proposed, making you smirk.
“You’re on, Sash. Now get started.” You grabbed her hips, turning her towards the cabinet. You made quick work of pulling down her pleated skirt and panties.
You spread her cheeks, before licking a stripe from her clit to her entrance. She moaned, before catching herself and focusing again at the files. You moaned at her taste, slipping your tongue into her entrance. She gasped as you began to fuck her with the muscle. You brought your thumb up to her swollen nub, slowly circling it as your mouth began to build up a fast rhythm.
Her arousal was leaking out of her pussy, coating your chin as you inhaled her essence. She tasted so sweet and musky, you could die here and be totally fine with it. Her hips were bucking against you, signaling that she was growing close to her orgasm.
You sped up the circles on her clit, pressing your face deeper into her warm, wet cunt. You lapped at her folds, suckling them gently as you smacked her on the ass. She whimpered, the blood rushing to where your hand left it’s mark. You chuckled into her, smacking her again. You spit on her pussy, watching goosebumps creep across her skin.
“Oh fuck, Y/N. I’m so fucking close.” Sasha whined, feeling her reach her breaking point. You slipped two fingers into her pussy, and pulled her clit into your mouth. She cried out, her climax crashing over her in waves.
“Good girl, Sash. So fucking hot.” You cooed, helping her pull her skirt and panties back on.
“Well, well, well… what have we here?”
Love, A
#kinktober 24#kinktober#tma smut#the magnus archives smut#tma x reader#the magnus archives x reader#sasha james smut#sasha james x reader
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Hello Tumblr. I dont like it. It is the very air I breathe it is the blood pumping my heart and the nerves flowing to my brain. It is my everything, a simple like is an understatement of a feeling I have towards it that I cannot describe no matter how many words in any language would be provided to me
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relistening to tma and I just got to tma 71 - underground. goddd. the narrator is such a fascinating individual. I dont think there's any other person in tma that has the same "well. I guess this is my fate now" reaction as she does. she's on a muddy dirty ghost train for far longer than should be physically possible and her reaction upon it grinding to a halt is to try and find the driver and see what's wrong. she sees another victim of the Horror and sees the door seal shut behind her and decides "i guess im going to die. nothing to be done about it now. I'll just lie on the floor and hope it's a dream". she seems so unphazed by it. I wonder if the fears spit her back out because she's such a perplexing unflappable person. they just had no idea what to do with her. absolute legend.
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