#grace holsten

[dspd]

Since TMA has been such a huge part of my life this year I used Grace Holsten's wonderful tarotesque art on redbubble to make myself a little desk calendar for 2024. It's kind of a stand-in until I can afford to buy the entire set.

[the-cosmic-creature]

holsten mason & isa lain …. ryland grace & eva stratt…. dare i say, similar dynamic??

[rq-producerperson]

Hello, I have a question for you! Are you the one who designed the logo for The Magnus Archives, The Magnus Protocol, and made artwork for Rusty Quill’s merchandise on the Redbubble page? It’s all really good and I’ve been wondering who the artist behind it is for a while.

Thank you!

I have done a lot of the official art for protocol such as the OIAR design and The Magnus Protocol logo. I did the “I Was There at the End” , “I Brought Magnus Back”, the RQG and MAG dice designs and Bonzo designs (plus a bunch of others)

The Magnus Archives logo was designed by Anika Khan and the Tarot fear designs on redbubble were done by Grace Holsten. We have also worked with various other artists for new and upcoming projects, all of whom are amazing!

I have also finished a set for a new project for the season 2 premiere 👀

[irlactualhuman]

Revolutions, MAG 165 (No Spoilers)

Credit to The Magnus Archives and Rusty Quill.

This is a horror poem about stealing faces. Fair warning.

Re recording, cut, and upload of this cuz I royally fucked the first pass up in editing and extraction. One of my favorite reads from Jonathan Simms. Love this poem and he is such a phenomenal writer. Inspiring.

Artwork from the wiki. Original artist Grace Holsten, according to the wiki.

Transcript:

On my second listen through and when I got to this episode the desire to do this flared up again real bad. I hope you like it.

Editor's note:

Fucking Jonathan Simms is a bastard man who likes to flex by putting vocal landmines in his pieces and dancing over them with his eloquent diction like a goddamn ballerina. Half-Grasped. UGH. WHY would you put that word in a poem meant for speaking?? WHY? (this is a joke, but I was at least five takes getting that word right)

[rukkako]

Dead By Daylight and The Magnus Archives - A match made in the fog? Part 1.

Hi! I'm a huge TMA nerd and a DBD lore enthusiast and I'm here to rant about both of those things! See, I was watching this video ranking all the killers by aesthetics and when the video reached the Blight my brain immediately went "oh my god he is SO The Corruption" and that's when the idea for this post was born! I'm gonna try (emphasis on the trying aspect lol) to assign each DBD Killer up to two Fears from TMA (you know, main fear and "touched by" fear). I'm gonna take into account their lore first and foremost, and any context that can be derived by their teachable perks, abilities, animations or whatever other aspect of their design I can pull from. I'll use the killer images from the DBD wiki and the Fear Tarot Cards made by Grace Holsten, also taken from the wiki. This is part 1 because Tumblr only lets you add 30 images to a post and there are. 36 killers currently. so yeah. Sounds straightforward, right? Well, come with me and you might just find out it's... not as simple as it may look. Starting with...

THE TRAPPER - THE HUNT, THE SLAUGHTER.

Our first subject is the Trapper. Originally I was just gonna adscribe him to the Hunt (because of how he plays, placing bear traps on the floor and waiting for the survivors to step on them) but upon further examination of his backstory I came to the conclusion that he is probably touched by The Slaughter as well. Quoting from his lore entry: "When Archie MacMillan finally snapped, Evan became his enforcer in what would become known as the worst mass murder in modern history. They never proved that Evan lead over a hundred men into those dark tunnels before detonating the explosives and sealing them to their fate." That's The Slaughter. The fear of sudden, unexpected, unmitigated violence. I will say that in this case, these two fears are interchangeable in their importance with regards to The Trapper- you could see him as an agent of The Hunt touched by The Slaughter as much as you could see him as an agent of The Slaughter touched by The Hunt. But I think it's undeniable that he has a connection with both of those entities.

THE WRAITH - THE END.

I think this one is very straightforward. Philip was made an unknowing executioner by his boss. He embodied death without even knowing. He was death when he was crushing people, ignorant to his own actions, and he embodied death when we lost it, purposefully killing his boss in the same crusher he'd been killing people with all that time. As a nice little detail, I consider his power, the ability to "cloak" and become invisible at will a great reflection of The End- because sometimes, death is unpredictable, impossible to see coming, and that, too, contributes to it's fear.

THE HILLBILLY - THE SLAUGHTER, THE HUNT.

Hey! It's Trapper's Fear-bro! I will admit it's kinda frustrating to have to repeat fears but we're gonna have to get used to it, because it's going to happen a lot due to the nature of the game. They are all violent hunters, so... Hunt and Slaughter will come up again. I have to say, I was reeeeeally close to giving him The Flesh due to his deformity, but it's just not that relevant for him- not as much as his murderous and violent tendencies are, at least. If it's any consolation with regards to his similarity to Trapper, the reversed order IS intentional- he is much more The Slaughter than he is The Hunt. There sadly isn't much to Hillbilly, so I don't have much to say- I think this designation is perfect for him.

THE NURSE - THE END, THE SPIRAL.

Whew! I had a lot of trouble classifying our dear nurse. Her lore doesn't really hint at any specific fear! ... That is, until you look a bit deeper. Our dear Sally Smithson here, after being made a widow, ended up working nights at Crotus Prenn Asylum, where she murdered up to 30 patients. Now, that very obviously makes her an agent of The End- but why the Spiral? Well, I didn't remember this at first, but thanks to the wonderful help of my partner I realized a couple of very important facts: The Spiral is not only linked with lies, but also with madness- and more importantly, after The Watcher's Crown, one of the many spiral domains turned out to be, you guessed it: an asylum. I consider this enough evidence to link The Nurse with The End and The Spiral.

THE SHAPE - THE EYE, THE HUNT.

Our first license! yay! Mikey over here- I think the designation is pretty evident. Eye and Hunt combine in this killer to create the very definition of a Stalker: a hunter that observes, learns, gathers information about his prey, and only when it's finally prepared to attack, it does. His perks also draw a strong connection to The Hunt! With "Play with your food" and "Save the best for last" being incredibly hunt-coded. As a fun little fact, I was gonna adscribe him to The Stranger- I believe the lack of knowledge towards his identity and history, his behavior and, above all else, his masked face also mark him as a potential representative of the Stranger- as according to what Gerry Keay said, the stranger is "That kind of creeping sense that something's not right. That guy you saw that might be following you, might mean you harm."- however, after some consideration, I reached the conclusion that not enough aspects of the character represent The Stranger as much as they do The Eye and The Hunt. So, Eye/Hunt he stays. Maybe this will change with other masked killers in the future...?

THE HAG - EMBODIMENT OF THE FLESH.

We come across our first "embodiment" killer- I call them "embodiments" because I consider them the best representation of the fear available in the killer cast of DBD. I believe The Hag deserves the title of Embodiment of The Flesh because of both her looks and her behavior. As described by the Wiki: "Twisted and torn in unspeakable ways, with greyish dead skin stretched out over her emaciated body. Her arm is a horrid overgrown deformity capable of slashing through both flesh and bone alike." The Hag is a deformed cannibal, her body and flesh transformed by what she had to go through. Not only that- The Hag is a cannibal by necessity, eating flesh in order to keep her body together, and I believe all of this ties her strongly to The Flesh.

THE DOCTOR - EMBODIMENT OF THE EYE.

The Doctor, when you strip him down to his basics, is about one thing and one thing only: Information. He was attuned to psychology since childhood, he started working in techniques to extract information from subjects, he worked for the CIA in Lery's doing exactly that, subjecting spies and other people to what he called "interrogation", but most described as "deadly torture". This man is what The Eye looks like at it's worst- it's thirst and hunger for information, with a dark and violent twist. And just because of that he reaches the title of Embodiment of The Eye. Who'd be better for the position than a man willing to go to any lengths just to extract information from subjects...?

THE HUNTRESS - EMBODIMENT OF THE HUNT.

It's all in the name, folks. Tumblr Sexywoman extraordinaire has one objective in her life: to serve the Hunt. She lives to hunt. Extracted from her in-game bio: "Still a child, she knew just enough about life in the frozen forest to survive. She followed her instincts and became one with the wild. She got older and stronger and practised her hunt. As she grew into a dangerous predator, her humanity became a half-remembered dream.

She widened her territory and lived off her hunts. She worked her way up through squirrels, hares, mink and foxes. Eventually she grew tired of them and hunted more dangerous animals like wolves and bears. When unsuspecting travellers came through her woods, she discovered her new favourite prey: humans. Unlucky souls who strayed into her territory were slaughtered like any other animal." Nothing else to add, your honor.

THE CANNIBAL - THE FLESH.

There isn't much to say here, honestly. I think it's pretty clear. Following in The Hag's footsteps, I will say I could adscribe him being touched by The Lonely, but I didn't do it for Billy, who probably deserved it more, so I won't do it for Bubba. Loneliness themes aren't really that present in his narrative.

THE NIGHTMARE - THE DARK, THE HUNT.

Freddy! Feddy. The Nightmare presents a certain variety: of course, he as many others can't escape the Hunt denomination- it was added here with purpose, however, specifically after reading this excerpt from his Bio: "Freddy stalked the boy through the school's halls. He took his time, savouring every moment of the hunt. This was what he enjoyed the most, the smell of their sweat in the air, the ragged gasps of their terrified breath. They were his to toy with.". However, I think his primary fear being The Dark is much more deserved- he is after all the Dream Demon, lurking in the dark corners inside your dreams. I believe no other killer deserves the association with The Dark more than Freddy.

THE PIG - THE HUNT, THE SLAUGHTER.

My dear Piggy, she's one of my favorites in this game, which is why I'm a little disappointed that I have to adscribe her to the Hunt/Slaughter dichotomy yet again- sadly, most of the more traditional slasher killers in DBD will adhere to The Hunt, The Slaughter, and usually both. Originally I was considering placing her with The Web since she orchestrates some of the jigsaw trials, however upon further examination of her lore and actions I cannot take such a path- she was merely an assistant to John Kramer, and while her gameplay COULD point to it, I find that I disagree with the notion. She recieves the classic Hunt/Slaughter classification. This is the end of part 1! Because I'm tired and can't fit any more lol. Will do part 2 soon. I hope you like the analysis so far!!! Anyone is free to add anything they want in the comments, correct me if you think any of these killers belongs to a different entity! Thanks for reading, and see you in the next part. <3

[pad-wubbo]

"The Depths"

Pen sketch, colour version in Infinite Painter.

A somewhat surreal image. An astronaut/diver on an underwater meteor, meeting a giant hand with a demon's face, chained to a shipwreck as an anglerfish and squid float by.

CC-BY-SA 4.0.

Inspired by Grace Holsten's tarot card for "The Vast" of The Magnus Archives, albeit my drawing is significantly less vast and more horizontal.

[nitw]

appreciation post for the entity tarot card designs on rusty quill's official redbubble because they FUCK

LIKE I JUST LOVE THESE SO GODDAMN MUCH the artist is named grace holsten!!

(if anyone would be kind enough to help with an ID for this i'll add it to the post n love you forever)

[swordofsun]

I bought a set of the 15 Fears Tarot Inspired set by Grace Holden as a Christmas present to myself. Finally finished hanging them up today. (Unsurprisingly I hadn't thought about the need for 15 picture frames when I initially bought them.)

Guess which one keeps falling down? Just guess!

[poptod]

induratize (Kenny Al-Bahir x Reader)

Description: Induratize (v.) - to amek one's own heart hardened or resistant to someone's please or advances, or to the idea of love

Notes: I dislike this immensely and I feel embarrassed posting it but I mean... we’re lacking in Kenny fics and every bit counts lmao. Implied male reader.  Word Count: 1.5k

In your world, there are certain things you don't understand but have to accept. There are things like that in every person's life, but you're a little too caught up in your own, centered around the school you go to and the home you can't bear. Not that there's any specific reason you dislike your home or your parents – just general teenage angst. It's handy to blame your problems on hormones, but there are adults like you too; adults who refuse to love, who can't open their hearts, who grow sick at the thought of loving others. You know it's unhealthy. You know something has to change, because it isn't like you've never felt love before – only that you've decided no one is truly worth the time and heartbreak.

A closeted, homosexual high schooler in 2005 – what a wonderful thing to be, what a wonderful reason to hate yourself. What a wonderful reason to distance yourself from your classmates, what a wonderful excuse to ignore your teachers. But you know the difference between solitude and being anti-social, a line you cross very easily, though you manage to stay on top of your grades and such.

You've got your life figured out, or at least the life you will have to live for the next couple of years. Stay quiet, stay under the radar, don't make friends, don't spill secrets, listen intently, and most of all stay safe. There's only one problem with all of this:

There is an insanely attractive person trying to get your attention.

Not just any attention, either – romantic attention, and you can tell by his quickened heartbeat when you accidentally touch upon his pulse point, his dilated eyes, his mouth parted ever so slightly in awe of you. You're nothing special, you know that, but you're not willing to debate why this boy likes you. The only thing you're willing to do is try and get rid of him.

During lunch times you try to find the oddest, most secluded spot you can so no one can find you. Usually it works well, and every now and then you go off to find a new spot – this time it's inside one of the trees on campus, far off on the other side of the school's massive lawn for football and soccer practice. Sitting underneath it would've been too conspicuous, so you climbed high into it's branches, and began quietly eating.

Nearer to the school building itself, kids swarm around in all different heights and colors, like a massive swath of bees that don't quite belong to the beehive but can't survive anywhere else. It's a stupid analogy you think, but not entirely incorrect. However there's one distant form that grows steadily larger and clearer, and as a sinking feeling develops in your chest, you realize that maybe sitting in a tree isn't as inconspicuous as you originally thought. It's that boy who keeps trying to talk to you, and his hair looks recently cut. He looks a lot better than he did before.

"Hey," he says, a simple start to what you know is going to be a grueling conversation, at least for you. His voice wavers when you meet his eye, something you're sure is an anxious habit.

You don't respond.

"What are you, um, doing up there?"

"Eating," you reply in a muffled voice, talking around a purposefully large bite of sandwich.

"Can I join you?" He asks, much more straightforward than you thought him capable of. In the one class you have with him, he's rather squirrelly, but you admire the courage he's plucked up. So instead of saying no you say nothing, and wait for him to draw his own conclusions. 

It takes him a little while, but he manages to get to where you sit, the thick tree branches easily supporting his weight next to you. As he gets comfortable you note his heavy breathing, and watch with careful eyes as he takes off his coat. He has muscles. How did you never notice that before?

He takes a deep sigh and closes his eyes, tilting his head up to the sky. It's then you notice the discoloration along his jawline, a clear bruise against his tawny oak skin, and a cut across his cheekbone. Curiosity overcomes you, and for the first time in a good long while you say the first sentence.

"What happened to you?"

Impersonal enough, you think – it isn't like you asked him if he's alright, though it is sort of implied... when he turns to you with surprise, you can feel regret bubbling in your stomach.

"I, um, got into a fight," he says quietly, scratching sheepishly at the back of his neck. You raise a single eyebrow. He's not the type to get into fights. "Alright, fine," he says. "I.. got beat up, just a little bit. You should see the other guy."

What a cheesy joke, you think, but he smiles gingerly and every thought in your head blips out of existence.

"Oh, my name's Kenny," he says suddenly, holding his hand out for you to shake. He's overly polite, but you know your manners as well, and you take his hand to greet.

"I thought so," you say in reply, recalling the few times his name was hinted at you. "I'm (Y/N)."

"You're in my science class, right?"

"AP Biology, second period, Mrs. Holsten," you say.

"Right. She assigns a lot of homework," he comments thoughtlessly, something you know is a desperate attempt to fill any silence that could appear.

"Sometimes," you agree.

"I just.. it takes me forever, 'cause I usually have to help Larry finish his as well. He's in that class too."

"Who's Larry?" You ask slowly, wanting nothing more than to crawl up into a ball and roll away. This is far too close to 'getting to know someone' than you're comfortable with.

"Oh, sorry, he – he's one of my friends," he says as though he has other friends.

You hum in response, directing your attention back at your lunch. Kenny, however, feels very differently, and makes several more attempts to keep conversation going. For the most part you don't pay attention, catching only snippets of the subjects he's talking about – even though you despise talking with people, you can't deny he has a very nice voice, and you (unfortunately) enjoy listening to him.

"– yeah, but no matter if the rumors are true or not, they're still bad to spread around, you know? Like, there's rumors about me, and –"

"What rumors?" You interrupt him, turning to face him.

"Oh, um... some people think I'm gay," he laughs, and it's a horrible fake laugh, "which of course isn't true."

You're so tempted, so, so tempted to say point blank that you're gay, to ask what's wrong with being gay, but you don't. Thank God.

"Interesting," is what you settle on, staring at him and nodding like you're spacing out which, to be fair, isn't entirely untrue.

Kenny seems kind enough – he's practically spilled his entire life story over the course of the fifteen minutes you've been together, and you have little reason to distrust him. That being said, your distrust of humanity is still rooted deep inside you, and you doubt a single man could demolish that. But looking at him, watching the way he bites subconsciously at his lips, the way his eyelids flutter open and closed and the long lashes that line his grey eyes – you want to toy with this boy. It's probably just your gay thoughts irritating you again, but God he looks like a good target, and he's just so damn pretty.

So you give in.

"Has anyone told you yet that you're pretty?" You ask, pretending it's a normal and casual thing to ask. As expected, Kenny flusters and stammers, falling over his words as he tries to string together a coherent sentence.

"I, uh – I'm not, I uh.. I don't think I – not.. um, there's not – I mean –"

You decide to spare him from further embarrassment, which he greatly appreciates (even if he doesn't say anything).

"I'm assuming that's a no, then," you say, to which he quickly agrees with a nod of his head. "That's a shame. I hope that changes."

Your saving grace – the bell rings from across the large field, and tucking away your containers into your too-large pockets, you hop easily down the tree, followed by a much more nervous Kenny. Reaching your hands up to him, you help him down the last branch, landing him safely on his feet.

"There you are," you mutter as he brushes himself off. "Any scratches?"

"I, um, don't think so," he says quietly, his breath halting when you brush a hand down his chest, ridding his shirt of a couple of bits of bark.

"Get some ice on that cut and bruise," you say, patting his shoulder and turning to leave.

After a moment you can hear his footsteps chasing after you, and it isn't long at all till the two of you are walking together, on your way to your separate classes.

"A lot of people think you're rude," he says out of nowhere. You shrug.

"That's on them," you chuckle, and he easily agrees.

"I think you're kinda nice."

"... thanks."

It's the first time anyone your age has complimented you. Maybe talking to people isn't as horrible as you thought.

[jfullerhomes]

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[anemonestarfish-blog]

1. Are you named after someone? I was born just after Christmas and called Hollie but I may as well have been called Holly because that’s how people spell it the majority of the time. Also side note: my mam wanted to call me Holsten if I was a boy (wtf right) so maybe it’s nothing to do with Christmas??? Idk

2. When was the last time you cried? Like 10 minutes ago because I’m a constant hormonal mess.

3. Do you like your handwriting? I actually like my handwriting, until it gets like an hour into an exam and then I don’t even recognise the words I am writing.

4. What is your favorite lunch meat? It’s not a lunch meat but pizza because it’s my favourite thing ever

5. Do you have kids? I do I have a big chunk of orange fluff called grace who licks my face at 4am every morning because she loves me so much. Just to clarify she is a dog.

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? Yes because she would send me memes hourly and find the most un-funny things funny.

7. Do you use sarcasm? I have never been sarcastic in my life ever how dare you. - @elektra-natchos ‘s answer that I am stealing because yes. 

8. Do you still have your tonsils? I do not I had them removed last year fun fact.

9. Would you bungee jump? Only if there was no cord and I was jumping into Tamatoa’s lair because that shit looked fun and also shiny things at the bottom.

10. What is your favorite kind of cereal? Probs Cocopops although I don’t really eat cereal

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? No I have a thing about this I tie my shoes inside and then stand on the laces I have a phobia of them getting stuck in escalators like on final destination and me dying a horrific and bloody death so long story short I do not untie my shoes

12. Do you think you’re a strong person? I struggle carrying my shopping from Asda to my car so no I’d say I’m insanely weak

13. What is your favorite ice cream? I was going to answer this question normally but then I realised favourite is spelled incorrectly and I don’t care that this is an American site it’s FAVOURITE DAMMIT 

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? Eye colour normally

15. What is your least favorite physical thing about yourself? hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah how long do we have - again, keeping this one in there 

16. What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now? Black ‘pants’ and no shoes cos who wears shoes indoors? 

17. What are you listening to right now? My dog snoring while she’s clamped on my left hand while I’m trying to type this

18. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Bright orange or yellow cos FAVOURITE COLOURS (I can’t let this go)

19. Favorite smell? Death.

20. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? My mam 

21. Favorite sport to watch? Basketball cos tall lads lads lads 

22. Hair color? It’s a blonde kinda dealio

23. Eye color? Dank green

24. Do you wear contacts? Yes because my vision is appalling and I’ve had no lenses all week so been walking about basically blind and asking to be mugged

25. Favorite food to eat? Toss up between pizza and Katsu curry mmmmmmmmmmm

26. Scary movies or comedy? NOT scary I cannot handle scary adverts let alone scary films

27. Last movie you watched? Finding nemo

28. What colour of shirt are you wearing? Grey (take note AMERICA)

29. Summer or winter? Can I go both??? There’s things I like about both like I love snow and cold and Christmas and hot choc and now thinking about it I hate the sun so Winter

30. Hugs or kisses? Whichever allows me to get the most glitter on someone.

31. What book are you currently reading? I’ve got a few on the go, can’t think of one in particular

32. Who do you miss right now? Livvi’s kitty cats and their little toe beanz

33. What is on your mouse pad? Laptop lad no mouse in sight

34. What is the last TV program you watched? RuPauls Drag Race (start your engines)

35. What is the best sound? Boof/woof/bork/dog sneeze/waggy tail hitting the door/sccccccratch on the door at 7am when my pupper wants to get into my room for snuggz/thhhhhhlp licks on my face when I’m asleep/anything to do with my dogs because they are the most precious angels in the entire world don’t you dare try say any different 

36. Rolling Stones or The Beatles? My dad would kill me if I said anything other than the Beatles - currently to my right there is a massive painting of the Beatles soooooo...

37. What is the furthest you have ever traveled? Hell

38. Do you have a special talent? I have the most ridiculous hiccups in the entire world seriously if you ever heard them you’d either be frightened, laugh or just not actually know what the fuck was going on

39. Where were you born? Stockton on Teezzzz

I am going to tag @elektra-natchos because she tagged me in this and also because I have no other friends on here.