#tanner;magnus

[emiko-matsui]

my favourite thing about dnd podcasts is when someone says the character name and a player name like "i wait for magnus and dad to-" "taako's dad is here???" and "so when hardwon and caldwell come over-" "WHO THE HELL IS CALDWELL"

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

not to be whiny or anything but just thinking about the way my art always flops on every platform without fail, especially compared to other low effort stuff usually, and it’s gone from ‘that’s just how it be algorithms suck’ to ‘maybe I just suck at art and am deluding myself’ which isn’t fun

anyway here’s a hearth doodle I like bcs I’m trying to not fall into that mindset even if it means clawing my way out w my bare hands

[voltaical-art]

Tanner and his character influences!!

[envihellbender]

Avatars/John bad times nc jamboree (Lonely!Martin included or not up to you)

Fandom: The Magnus Archives

Characters: Jonathon Sims, Elias Bouchard, Mike Crew, Simon Fairchild, Michael The Distortion, Annabelle Cane, Peter Lukas, Jude Perry, Nikola Orsinov, Hezekiah Wakely, Maxwell Rayner, Daisy Tanner, Jane Prentiss, Jared Hopworth, Oliver Banks, Martin Blackwood

Rating: Explicit, MDNI, 18+

Content: trans man John Sims (yes trans men on T get prostate tissue look it up), heavy noncon, I’m serious - dead dove do not eat, breeding, oral, torture, genital torture, somnophilia (maybe?), restraints, riding crop, spiders, teratophilia, candle wax, rimming, sex from an invisible guy, breast torture, wound fucking, rats, buried alive, gore, sensory deprivation, misgendering, force feminisation of a trans man, brief CSA implication (nothing explicit or mention), worms, being fucked by worms, bone fucking, body horror, cervix penetration

Elias Bouchard / The Eye

“Well, well, John,” Elias taunted as he ran one finger down John’s terrified face. The Archivist tried to squirm away but the bonds around his wrists kept him tied to the bed and unable to do much other than struggle and make the bed creak. The last thing he knew they had been in Elias’s office, now it seemed he was in a similarly furnished bedroom, all polished oak and green silks.

“This- this isn’t real. It’s a dream you forced into my head it’s not real,” John said to himself desperately. “It’s not-”

“I hope telling yourself that does make the process easier for you, I really do John,” Elias hummed as he undressed. He approached John, placing himself between his legs. In return John squirmed and kicked, desperate to get free. Elias crushed John’s thin, scrawny body beneath his rendering him helpless. He positioned John’s legs onto his shoulders, stretching them out unnaturally far, and pressed his whole body weight down onto him until his ankles were next to his ears. John could feel Elias’s hard cock at his hole, mocking him, telling him at any moment he was about to be impaled as John knew his cunt wasn’t aroused or wet enough. He knew Elias had no intention of using any form of lubrication.

“This position,” Elias hissed. “Is colloquially known as ‘mating press’ if you’re a good boy, I’ll make sure not to use this to my advantage. Unless you’d like to get fat from my seed, John?” The Archivist shook his head, rather frantically to Elias’s amusement. “A shame, truly. Now, let’s get on with things. You have quite a few to see to tonight.” John swallowed and stared at the ceiling, hoping Elias was bluffing.

Mike Crew / The Vast

The next one was Mike Crew, who snorted with laughter as he saw John with his wrists tied up, and his body sore and shaking. He was left in just his white work shirt, it was stained with his own blood but he was undressed otherwise - cum dripping down his thighs. Mike didn’t say anything about the display, just walked around the bed, poking and pulling at John whenever he thought it necessary. Eventually, he climbed on top of John, and sat cross-legged on his chest.

“Hey. Archivist,” Mike began. He prodded John’s cheek curiously. “Apparently I get to do whatever I want with you now. So long as you stay in this room. And stay alive. Which limits us a bit.”

“Mike,” John grunted. He clenched his teeth, clearly not willing to chat before the event.

“Personally,” Mike continued with a smirk, clearly enjoying seeing John beneath him. “I wanted to rape you on top of your apartment building. Have you bent over the railings, where the only thing stopping you from hitting the road below in a bloody splat is me.”

“Sorry me being left at your mercy isn’t quite on your terms.” John’s sarcastic tone was met with a pale thin, wrist around his throat.

“That’s why I’m going to save that for next time. For now, I’m just going to use that snarky, shitty little mouth of yours. See how those nice blowjob lips look around my cock.” Mike shuffled a little too quickly, pulling down his belt and jeans and then the torment began.

Simon Fairchild / The Vast

After Mike had used him, John was surprised to discover his bonds disappeared. He sat up on the single bed that creaked with every movement to see Simon Fairchild on the other side of the room. There he sat, with a smug, infuriating smile on his lips, and before either of them could say anything. The room changed. The walls no longer existed and it looked as if they had ridden miles into the air, the clouds beneath them and planes rushing past as the air was so thin John felt his chest grow tight as his lungs protested. Whilst his focus was on that, the vast empty surroundings and the cold air biting him, he hadn’t even noticed that Simon Fairchild sat delicately in the bed until his hand was on his thigh.

“You are rather handsome you know, Archivist, almost like a scarred battle veteran from the days of old… not literally of course, you’re much smaller, skinnier, and frailer. But you have the eyes and skin for it,” Simon hummed, his pale eyes narrowed like a hawk about to lunge for a hare.

“Can we just get this over with?” John mumbled, his body aching and tired. Gusts of wind kept rushing through the room and even though he knew he was in no danger he still gripped to the side of the bed.

“Oh come now, Archivist, you know me better than that.” Simon grabbed John by the throat, resulting in the room disappearing and him hanging in the air. He felt his stomach lurch, twisting as his limbs became restrained through air pressure alone and the ice cold wind was like daggers in his skin. His mind stopped. He couldn’t think or process anything, it was as if he had vertigo to such an extreme level. It felt like his brain had frostbite. The only thing he was aware of was when Simon’s breath was in his ear and he whispered: “fancy joining the, what do you call it, ah, yes! The mile high club?”

Michael / The Distortion

John was still shaking when Michael appeared, through a door that materialised as if from nowhere. He was almost relieved, at least this time the room would remain on the ground. Michael waltzed in, his head unnaturally tilted and his grin terrifyingly wide. He wandered over, phasing in and out of reality with each step, his body becoming a colourful, static, glitch every time his foot hit the ground. John wasn’t in restraints any more, but him being shaky, weak, and covered in blood, as well as two portions of semen in his cunt and one in his gut, meant he wasn’t keen to move anywhere very fast.

“Whatever you plan on doing can you do it quick,” John groaned, curling up on himself. Martin appeared at the end of his bed, he didn’t seem to have any instruments or equipment with him but before John knew it he was on his back with his legs held up. He had a speculum forced into his cunt. He felt his genitalia be stretched so far it made his eyes water and him suck in on his teeth.

“that IS BETter, aRCHIvist,” Michael giggled. “I preFER it WHEN you ARE quiET.” He kept chuckling as John’s cheeks became wet with tears. He shoved his fingers inside of John, every single one of them, and filled him with his own blood. If John had asked Michael couldn’t explain how. All he knew is that John’s Cunt was filling up with blood until his gut began to swell. “You KNOW, sEX has NevER interestED ME much. BUT torTure… that IS fun.”

Annabelle Cane / The Web

Annabelle Crane was almost a welcome relief, John sighed and let his body relax into the bed. At least dream logic meant that his injuries were healed and his body was cleaned from Michael. However, it wasn’t long that John felt his a black tape, from the very tapes he recorded statements with suddenly appear and wrap around his wrists and ankles. They pulled his limbs away from him, tightly meaning any movement would dislocate a knee or shoulder. John took deep breaths and try not to panic. Annabelle Cane appeared with a mischievous smile, and a riding crop. She lightly tapped Jonathon’s gut, which was covered in a filthy, blood stained, white shirt.

“My my, they’ve certainly left a mess for me, haven’t they?” She grinned.

“Ugh. Hello Annabelle,” Jonathon groaned. He gasped and winced as the riding crop hit his gut.

“You will speak when spoken to,” she said simply. She then transformed before his eyes, long black haired legs grew from her back, gigantic spider’s limbs covered in black hairs. She used them to crawl on top of John, settling between his legs with the touch making him whine and cry out.

“Annabelle. Please. Not- not like this,” he begged. Annabelle chuckled, and let one hairy appendage stroke his cunt before her human arm smacked his genitalia with a riding crop.

“What did I just say, Archivist?” She said sternly. She giggled as Jonathon whimpered as she began to roughly fuck his cunt with one long, spindly black limb. She pushed until she reached his cervix, and then kept going.

Peter Lukas / The Lonely

The room was silent, and perhaps that should have relaxed John - being alone and without any avatar to beat and rape him… But this part of the dream was always different. It was always uncertain. He knew Peter Lukas was next, he was waiting somewhere. Suddenly, a thick fog filled the room, slowly until John couldn’t even see his own restrained body. He knew better than to call out, Lukas enjoyed that, and John not admitting his fear would infuriate him. Suddenly, John felt his restrained legs be released, he struggled, he couldn’t see anyone. He could only feel two calloused hands on his thighs shoving them backwards and causing John to fold painfully.

“Do hold still, John,” a faux-cheerful voice said. One that sounded strangely caring despite having not one iota of care and compassion in it. Peter Lukas. Before John could respond he felt a thick, wet tongue inside of his arsehole. He gasped and whined, hating how it felt almost… good. He felt tears fall down his face as he felt his swollen from testosterone clitoris grow painfully hard. He felt like his insides were being eaten my Peter Lukas. Owned. As if he had slit open his gut and began fucking his guts. John unwillingly orgasmed, his body betraying him, but that made everything far more sensitive. He tried to kick Peter Lukas from his body as he the sensation grew painful. He sighed in relief as Peter pulled away, his bleary vision making it even harder to see through the fog. Somehow there were hands on him, a body crushing him, even though he couldn’t see it.

“Well, that should be enough, I think,” Peter said finally, without a word he forced his cock into John’s arsehole. No lubrication beyond his own spit, and no warning. John cried out, his throat raw, and hated himself for it.

Jude Perry / The Desolation

“Hey there, Archivist,” Jude Perry said with a sinister smirk as she looked down at John’s ruined body, he was covered in cum, his own blood, and was starting to bruise. His body shaking in pain, exhaustion, and cold.

“Jude,” he said hoarsely. He tightened his lips and looked away, Jude never cleaned him up in this nightmare. She wanted him broken.

“The very same. Personally I find this whole thing a bit gross, and you’re not really my type you know? But… a chance to torture the Archivist? Sign me up.”

“Of course. Well. Get it over with,” John grunted, feeling numb to any possible torture that could follow.

Jude straddled John’s torso and began groping his breasts. He flinched and squirmed uncomfortably, and she pulled and twisted his nipples, at first John thought it wasn’t too bad until Jude turned up the heat… Literally. He felt the burning sensation against his nipples first, then he smelt the burning flesh of his breast tissue.

“God, you scream, far too much,” Jude groaned, rolling her eyes. She released John’s chest and melted candle wax dropped from her fingers leaving splotches on his skin - bright orange and searing. Until she got to his mouth, then she let it drip onto his lips, giggling as he screamed and yelled - it sounded like gargling as his tongue and throat filled with the burning hardening substance. He quickly stopped screaming, purely because it was physically impossible. Eventually it filled him, all the way down to his digestive system until it came out of his mouth covering the lower half of his face.

“That should shut you up, now if it’s alright with you Archvist, I’m gonna wank over your tits. Feel free to say no!” Jude cackled as she watched John be unable to move or speak, only tears fall from his eyes.

Nikola Orsinov / The Stranger

Nikola didn’t want John tied to a bed, and she wanted him clean and fresh. So when this section of the forced nightmare Elias concocted appeared, he didn’t hurt at all. His body had healed, his holes had not been violated, and he was instead, sat tied to a chair with the horrifying mannequin masquerading as a human in front of him. Her smile and inhuman face haunted him more than anything, the memory of this section of the dream was hazy but he remembered her face and smile.

“Good Evening, ARCHIVIST,” Nikola said, her movements towards John angular and awkward. “What Should I Do With You?”

“You could let me go,” John suggested sardonically. Nikola laughed her disjointed laugh, one that scratched against John’s bones.

“ALWAYS So Funny, ARCHIVIST. As You Know, Mannequins Are Not Built For This Particular Activity.” She knelt down, and tore John’s shirt open. She tutted as she saw his gut. “You Do Take TERRIBLE Care Of Your Skin, ARCHIVIST.” She slit open his stomach, causing him to scream out - his throat no longer hoarse and sore. She pushed her cold fingers, with the softness of skin but the hardness of plastic inside of the wound. As she began brutally fingering John’s stomach. She penetrated the wound, pulled it open, and let his stomach acid drip down his gut, onto his pubic hair and eventually fall onto his clitoris causing him to whine. Nikola giggled, the noise far too close to John’s skull which felt as if a rat was digging it’s way into his cranium.

“SUCH Cute Little Noises You Make ARCHIVIST,” Nikola hummed. “Maybe This Will Be Fun.”

Hezekiah Wakely / The Buried

“What a sweet boy,” Hezekiah said softly. John flinched and struggled. He hadn’t felt the presence so close to him until now. The coffin was chained shut and buried deep, deep within the earth. No one else should be able to fit inside with him but there was a hard, cold body next to him. Arms around his chest and a heavy, foul breath covering his face. He felt long thin hands grope at his body, as a rodent began crawling over his chest. A rat, John thought based on the tail.

“Hezekiah,” John said finally, his breath stilted and strained. “What a lovely home you have,” he added sarcastically.

“Thank you, Archivist, I made it just for you,” Hezekiah responded. He pushed two fingers into John’s mouth, who winced and repressed a wretch at the taste of dirt. He began fucking John’s throat with his fingers until he threw up, vomiting a yellow substance that had chunks of mud matted inside it. John felt the rat by his thigh, scratching and nibbling at his skin. Hezekiah’s hands gently massaged his breasts, carefully rolled a thumb over his nipple. John’s breathing grew heavy and he whined. He hated how tender and sweet it was. The affection made it worse. The way Hezekiah kissed his neck, gently nipping and how his hands made their way down to John’s trousers. He unbuttoned them, his filthy fingers finding John’s labia and prying it open. Softly fingering him, the dirt sticking to his cunt as the rat left his new wounds alone and made its way to his stomach. Deciding this was a better place to nibble and bury.

“Please, please stop,” John whimpered as he felt Hezekiah’s fingers masterfully rub against his g-spot and stretch open his cunt. He hated how it made him into such a weak, quivering wreck. Perhaps it was how the rat had now buried a nest in his stomach, a wound that leaked and weeped as the rat began nibbling at his organs, or maybe it was how Hezekiah touched him like a gentle lover.

“Not until my seed is filling your sweet womb,” he said, pulling down John’s trousers and pressing his cock between his thin thighs.

Maxwell Rayner / The Dark

John was back in the bed, the dirt, vomit, blood, viscera, stomach acid, and urine that had been staining his body had now disappeared. His shirt and trousers were clean, and not torn. There were no longer gaping holes in his thigh and stomach, his skin clear and unharmed as it had been - scars not withstanding. He allowed himself to relax for a moment, however that turned out to be more short lived than he’d expected when the light in the room suddenly vanished. It wasn’t as if someone had turned the lights off, it was pure emptiness. The windows no longer let any street lamps in, or lights from passing cars. John’s eyes couldn’t even adjust, he attempt to lift his hand to discover he couldn’t as he was restrained. He looked down instead, not able to even make out a shape of his torso. It was time for the Dark it seemed. Maxwell Rayner.

“Maxwell?” John said, he never really found the dark scary as such. However, being restrained inside it with a terrifying rapist ready to torture him? That was a different matter entirely. He heard movement, and his head snapped around pointlessly. Nothing. Suddenly, there was a weight on top of him, heavy pungent breath coating his face.

“Archivist. Jonathon, yes? No. Tonight you will be… Clara,” Maxwell said sinisterly. John stopped breathing for a moment, Maxwell so casually using his birth name made his blood run cold. Not to mention the implications given who Maxwell’s usual prey was.

“How did you- that’s not- no.” John felt pathetic as he spluttered, as if he had earned Maxwell’s snort of laughter. He ran one finger down John’s face and gently stroked his cheek.

“Shush, don’t get so worked up, Clara darling,” Maxwell mocked, John didn’t have to see his face - he could hear his smirk.

“I’m not worked up, I’m perfectly calm. I’m simply telling you that’s not who I am-” John was silenced as a rough hand grabbed his breasts, as always in this dream he wasn’t wearing a binder. They were on display, and John swore they weren’t normally this big. He was quite small chested, but Maxwell seemed to have a generous handful.

“Mhm, whatever you say, sweetheart,” Maxwell hummed as he roughly groped his breasts and began grinding his cock against John’s cunt.

Daisy Tanner / The Hunt

John sighed in relief when the light returned, and especially when his wrists were free. He sat up, massaging where they had been bound and caused his muscles to ache. Stood at the end of his bed in a sports bra, a gun harness with two police regulation handguns inside, and blood stained jogging bottoms was Daisy Tanner. Her starburst scar on display, and her short blonde hair soaked with sweat. When Daisy turned around, John knew instantly she was taken over by the Hunt - just as she was every night. Her eyes were narrowed, her toned body larger and more striking. Her teeth were bared, pointed and sharp. She began pacing like a lion analysing it’s prey.

“Daisy, I- I know it’s not real but it’s good to see you,” John said hastily, shakily getting to his feet and not taking his eyes from Daisy. She didn’t say a word, simply continued pacing. John took a step closer, feeling foolish - he couldn’t reason with a dream. “I- I know you’ve… not exactly you anymore but-” Daisy growled and took a step towards him. “Okay. So you’re just.. going to… right.” John backed away, bumping into the door behind him.

“You should be dead,” Daisy growled as she pounced, her claw-like nails gripped John’s throat pulling him onto the bed. She held tightly, causing blood to seep down his skin. She tore a hole causing blood to start filling up his windpipe, John choked and spluttered, only surviving since he couldn’t die. Elias had insisted upon it. Daisy left him there for a moment, chuckling to herself as she ripped off John’s trousers and underwear. She let them fall into rags beneath him, and smoothly pulled a gun from it’s holster. She watched and smirked as she slipped the weapon inside his cunt, shoving it in as deep as it would go. Enjoying seeing John scream, yell, and struggle as she raped him with the gun her police sergeant had entrusted just to her.

Jane Prentiss / The Corruption

John let his body fall into the bed when Daisy left, his breath heavy and his limbs exhausted. He wasn’t looking forward to hers in particular given their history, it was always different every night. The Corruption however was always on a similar line. And it started with a silver worm dropping from the window.

All John could think when the worms began appearing in the room, was thank god it wasn’t spiders. They wriggled in from under the door, the windows, and down the walls. John knew this meant Jane Prentiss was arriving, and since she enjoy a filthy, corrupted body the blood and scars from Daisy still soaked his body. The worms got to John first, no matter how much he struggled they bit into his flesh, burying and scaring him all over again. He saw them crawl under skin, moving strange lumps making him want to claw at his arm and rip them out. He felt them all over his body, crawling into his mouth, his cunt, and his arsehole. He gasped and struggled. He squirmed, kicked his legs, arms and screamed out. He felt them inside his throat, his larynx, and falling down his digestive system to suck on the inside of his gut. They were stuffed inside his cunt and asshole, crowed and wet. They were sucking on his cervix, his prostate, his g-spot, his and clitoris. John could barely open his eyes, feeling his body go through intense pain, alongside orgasming which made the agony and violation even worse.

When his eyes finally were able to flutter open he saw a familiar shape at the end of his bed. Still just as rotten and infested as before. Jane Prentiss. Her neck was bent at an awkward, unnatural angle. She had a smile which look as if someone had cut from one eyebrow to the other with sharp teeth filling the gap. When John tried to speak, she let out a screeching noise which caused the worms bite harder, digging into his flesh. They dug through his vaginal canal and his skin, into his intestines, and roamed through his body.

Jared Hopworth / The Flesh

John sighed in relief when his skin and body returned to normal, no blood, no residual worms, no bruises… and most thankfully he was no longer in agony. However, that would soon change. Jared was next, and John knew he most enjoyed a blank canvas to work with. He winced the moment he heard the loud footsteps outside of the door, and sure enough Jared’s large, uneven, oddly shaped frame was stood there. His tongue licking his lips as he threw his weight behind one foot then the other. He made a strange shifting sound as he walked, as if his muscles and bones weren’t quite stable within his body. John didn’t say a word just stared as Jared approached, who smirked and leered like he’d done this a thousand times before.

Jared sat on the bed, causing it to creek and groan, the slats sinking all the way to the ground. John attempted to escape, his bonded wrists making it a fool’s errand. He felt a large, bumpy hand grab his ankle and pull him towards Jared.

“Come on now, don’t be such a pussy,” he growled.

“I’m- I’m not- it’s normal to not wish to be raped,” John replied indignantly.

“Well, I’m going to fucking destroy you, and you’ll have no little boyfriend around to help you disappear this time.” On that Jared ripped John’s clothes from his body. “Shall I take another rib? Yeah, from the other side, even it out.” John yelled and gasped as Jared shoved his hand inside John’s flesh. He roughly pulled out a rib, and grinned. “You have such pretty bones, you know that?” The viscera, blood, and body fat dripped down his hand and arm. “Clean it for me, yeah?” He shoved it inside John’s mouth causing him to gag, wretch, and his throat to spasm. Jared pulled it out causing John’s to vomit all over his front and cover the soiled bone in bile. “Ah. Well. Least it’s lubed up, yeah?”

Before John could ask what he meant, he discovered by feeling the sharp, repulsive implement invading his cunt. He felt his entire body stiffen and curl up, the sharp edges cutting his insides and the heavy ragged end slamming against his cervix. His face became wet with tears and he felt blood gather in his throat from his screams. Jared didn’t relent, he continued until he felt the flesh give way, pushing the bone through John’s cervix into his womb.

Oliver Banks / The End

John had somehow fallen asleep after Jared’s attack, he found his body healed and clean afterwards. He sighed softly, feeling inherently warm and comfortable. Perhaps he had woken up after all? No. This wasn’t his room, not his bed, Martin was not curled up next to him. He sighed, of course. Oliver hated seeing him harmed and hurting, the figment would be so loving whilst it was his turn. As if that made what was about to occur any better. At least this time he awoke before Oliver’s attack started, usually he was still asleep. He felt the long wandering arms touch his body, and John signed, remaining stiff and cold.

“It would be a lot easier if you lent into it, you know,” Oliver said, his hand slipping beneath John’s pyjama bottoms and teasing his pubic hair.

“Oliver. You know I would not enjoy it either way, just hurry up. It’s been a long night,” John sighed.

“I suppose that’s the problem with coming last, huh?” Oliver began fingering John’s hole, which whilst was physically unharmed John still winced from the memories of violation that had occurred again and again that night. “I don’t want this either.”

“Then stop.”

“I can’t. This isn’t real, remember? The real Oliver wouldn’t even be in the room. But your brain? The thoughts Elias put in here? They’ve got to keep going until the job is done. Sorry.”

“Fine. Just. Be quick.”

“I’ll try. You’re not really enticing me though, which would help,” Oliver mumbled as he straddled John’s body. Somehow, the kisses on his neck, caresses, and the gentle way Oliver slowly pushed his cock into John’s cunt somehow makes it so much worse.

BONUS: Hurt/Comfort Martin / The Lonely

John awoke with a start, reaching out to his surroundings. He felt Martin’s warm arm first, then his pillow, and he opened his eyes to see his forest pattern bedding. He sighed and turned onto his side, wrapping his arm around Martin and holding tight as he buried his face into his soft warm back. He didn’t know whether it was his right grip or the crying that awoke Martin. Either way he turned around and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. His previously black curls were streaked a shocking white, they fell in front of his face as he slowly woke up. He didn’t technically need to sleep now, not since Peter Lukas… but it felt normal, nice even. He gave a sad smile as he saw John curl into his side.

“The dream again?” Martin asked, holding John as close as he could whilst still being gentle. All John did was nod, and Martin kissed the top of his head. “You’re safe, love. Just us two here. Just us two and no one else.” John whimpered and shuffled closer, resting his head on top of Martin’s chest. His head heavy as he desperately wished they had a normal, happy life.

[shayminlucario07]

The Locked Tomb's ideas of lyctorhood, the permeability of the soul, and love as consumption are like. One or two steps removed from vampirism.

And this is why TLT is secretly just Twilight fanfiction. In this essay I will- *Sniper rifle sound plays as an arrow lands in my throat*

[thatbiologist]

G’eth Character Name Bank

First Names

Masculine Names

Alfred, Andrew, Arlo, Arthur, Balthazar, Barry, Ben, Benedick, Bernard, Burchard, Cedric, Charibert, Crispin, Cyrill, Daegal, Derek, Digory, Drustan, Duncan, Edmund, Edwin, Elric, Evaine, Frederick, Geffery, George, Godfreed, Gregory, Guy, Harris, Harry, Horsa, Hugh, Humphrey, Iago, Jack, Jeremy, John, Kazamir, Kenric, Lawrence, Leoric, Lorik, Luke, Lynton, Lysander, Madoc, Magnus, Maukolum, Micheal, Miles, Milhouse, Mordred, Mosseus, Ori, Orvyn, Neville, Norbert, Nycolas, Paul, Percival, Randulf, Richard, Robert, Roderick, Stephen, Tennys, Theodoric, Thomas, Tristan, Tybalt, Victor, Vincent, Vortimer, Willcock, Willian, Wymond

Feminine Names

Adelin, Alice, Amelia, Beatrix, Beryl, Bogdana, Branwyne, Brigida, Catalina, Catherine, Claudia, Crystina, Deanna, Desdemona, Elaine, Elinora, Eliza, Enide, Eva, Ferelith, Fiora, Freya, Gertrude, Gregoria, Gueanor, Gwen, Gwendolyn, Hannah, Hegelina, Helen, Helga, Heloise, Henrietta, Igraine, Imogen, Jacquelyn, Jane, Jean, Jenny, Jill, Juliana, Juliet, Katie, Leela, Lettice, Lilibet, Lilith, Lucy, Luthera, Luz, Lyra, Malyna, Margherita, Marion, Meryl, Millie, Miranda, Molle, Morgana, Morgause, Nezetta, Nina, Novella, Olwen, Oriana, Oriolda, Osanna, Pamela, Petra, Philippa, Revna, Rohez, Rosalind, Rose, Sallie, Sarra, Serphina, Sif, Simona, Sophie, Thomasine, Tiffany, Ursula, Viola, Winifred, Yrsa, Ysabella, Yvaine, Zelda, Zillah

Gender-Neutral/Unisex Names

Adrian, Alex, Aiden, Arden, Ariel, Auden, Avery, Bailey, Blaire, Blake, Brett, Breslin, Caelan, Cadain, Cameron, Charlie, Dagon, Dana, Darby, Darra, Devon, Drew, Dylan, Evan, Felize, Fenix, Fernley, Finley, Glenn, Gavyn, Haskell, Hayden, Hunter, Jace, Jaime, Jesse, Jo, Kai, Kane, Karter, Kieran, Kylin, Landon, Leslie, Mallory, Marin, Meritt, Morgan, Nell, Noel, Oakley, Otzar, Paris, Peregrine, Quant, Quyn, Reagan, Remy, Robin, Rowan, Ryan, Sam, Samar, Sasha, Sloan, Stace, Tatum, Teegan, Terrin, Urbain, Vahn, Valo, Vick, Wallace, Waverly, Whitney, Yardley, Yarden, Zasha

Surnames

Surnames, Patrilineal - First Name (Patrilineal Surname)

Ace, Allaire, Appel, Arrow, Baker, Bamford, Barnard, Beckett, Berryann, Blakewood, Blanning, Bigge, Binns, Bisby, Brewer, Brickenden, Brooker, Browne, Buller, Carey, Carpenter, Carter, Cheeseman, Clarke, Cooper, Ead, Elwood, Emory, Farmer, Fish, Fisher, Fitzroy, Fletcher, Foreman, Foster, Fuller, Galahad, Gerard, Graves, Grover, Harlow, Hawkins, Hayward, Hill, Holley, Holt, Hunter, Jester, Kerr, Kirk, Leigh, MacGuffin, Maddock, Mason, Maynard, Mercer, Miller, Nash, Paige, Payne, Pernelle, Raleigh, Ryder, Scroggs, Seller, Shepard, Shore, Slater, Smith, Tanner, Taylor, Thatcher, Thorn, Tilly, Turner, Underwood, Vaughan, Walter, Webb, Wilde, Wood, Wren, Wyatt, Wynne

Surnames, Townships in G’eth - First Name of (Location)

Abelforth, Argent Keep, Barrow Springs, Barrowmere, Bedford, Brunhelm, Bumble, Casterfalls, Dunbridge, Falmore Forest, Folk’s Bounty, Frostmaid, Fulstad, Heller’s Crossing, Hertfordshire, Humberdale, Inkwater, Little Avery, Marrowton, Mistfall, Mistmire, Morcow, Necropolis-on-Sea, Otherway, Parsendale, Piddlehinton, Port Fairwind, Redcastle, Ransom, Rutherglen, Saint Crois, Tanner’s Folly, Tavern’s Point, Wilmington

Surnames, Geographical Locations in G’eth - First Name of the (Location)

Cove of Calamity, Deep Woods of Falmore, Eastern Isles, Eastern Mountains, Foothills, Frozen Peak, Lakes, Maegor Cobblestones, Northern Mountains, Southern Isle, Tangle, West Coast, Wild Wild Woods, Woods of Angarad

Surnames, Nickname - First Name the (Something) 

Bald, Bastard, Bear, Bearded, Big, Bird, Bold, Brave, Broken, Butcher, Bruiser, Careless, Caring, Charitable, Clever, Clumsy, Cold, Confessor, Coward, Crow, Cyclops, Devious, Devoted, Dog, Dragonheart, Dreamer, Elder, Faithful, Fearless, Fey, Fool, Friend, Generous, Giant, Goldheart, Goldfang, Gouty, Gracious, Great, Hag, Handsome, Hawk, Honest, Huge, Humble, Hungry, Hunter, Innocent, Ironfist, Ironside, Keeper, Kind, Lesser, Liar, Lionheart, Little, Loyal, Magical, Mercenary, Merchant, Messenger, Old, Orphan, Pale, Polite, Poet, Poor, Prodigy, Prophet, Proud, Reliable, Romantic, Rude, Selfish, Sellsword, Scab, Scholar, Shield, Shy, Singer, Sirrah, Slayer, Slug, Small, Stoneheart, Swift, Tadde, Talented, Tart, Tenacious, Timid, Tiny, Tough, Traveller, Trusted, Truthful, Viper, Wizard, Wolf, Wyrm

[edwinspaynes]

I really like this because it illustrates the difference between Jessamine's mundane values vs. the Shadowhunter ones that Sophie already held long before ascending. (Sophie is unequivocally correct, btw - but it's so interesting to note this and an interesting character detail.

I hate that Thomas Tanner basically gets nuked ...

...but I do feel like it illustrates what it means to be a mundane in the world of the Shadowhunters, devalued in some way even if you fight and hold the same values as a Shadowhunter. Imo this is a huge reason that Sophie felt such a drive to Ascend in the end - like Thomas, she knew that she could not fight as well as a Shadowhunter as a mundane. But rather than accepting this (which is completely reasonable) Gideon pushes her to follow her dream.

And then we have this odd world building snippet, too. Lots of world building surrounding this battle. This seems really fucked up since the servants were Sophie's friends and died saving Tessa.

(Also, does this mean that Tessa was eventually barred from Will's funeral? I would ask if Magnus would be barred from Alec's, too, but laws are changing.)

In another life, a life that's not this one where Sophie and Thomas served the Nephilim, I actually think they would probably have made a great match. While Sophie obviously belongs with Gideon, everything surrounding Thomas Tanner is incredibly sad, but ultimately necessary for the world building of The Infernal Devices as well as a catalyst for Sophie's growth.

I'm glad that his name lived on in Blorbo.

[bunnymcfoo]

So @pacific-coast-hockey and I attended the live auction for the Cuda's ugly sweaters last night and man, it was extremely entertaining and well worth the price of admission (free). He got photos, and I think he's going to add them here, but I kept track of which jerseys went for what, and a few random notes. So here's my half!

IN ORDER:

Radim Šimek - $1400 - I've very rarely seen Simmer look that pleased by anything, and it was a genuine treat to see him smiling over the very active bidding war for his jersey

Tanner Kaspick - $750

Cole Cassels - $900

Leon Gawanke - $925 - his jersey went to someone holding up a Go Gawanke sign, which was very cute

Scott Sabourin - $1550 - I think there was some recency bias at play with the bidding here, given his fight and jazz hands on Friday night. He was not smiling the way the other guys were & Kasper and I were joking that he wanted to go HOME

Nathan Todd - $950 - that man has a very shiny bald head

Shakir Mukhamadullin - $1200 - he looked very adorably pleased by the bidding war and this total

Ozzy Wiesblatt - $1075

Magnus Chrona - $1050 - His jersey went to someone wearing his University of Denver hoodie and he looked extremely happy about it

Ethan Cardwell - $1000 - Guys, I cannot tell you how adorable Cardsy and every single thing he does are. Holding up his jersey to be auctioned was no exception

Brandon Coe - $850

Nikolai Knyzhov - $1050 - I have no notes here but please know I love Knyzy and would die for him

Daniil Gushchin - $950 - I'm genuinely surprised this didn't go higher? Also, as I type this he's not listed on the roster on the Cuda's website, but that doesn't mean anything. I hope. 😬

Bradley Marek - $850

Bradley Kemp - $900 - he looked quietly pleased at this and I'm more than a little shocked that his jersey went for more than Coe's

Valtteri Pulli - $850

Eetu Mäkiniemi - $900 - how on Earth did his jersey not go for more? It's an enteral mystery

Bordy - $1900 - he did this very cute thing where he gestured to go on, go on when it looked like this bidding was stalling at around, like, $1200. It went to the female half of the eternally drunk Michigan fan duo, who was absolutely not going to be outbid by anyone, not even God himself

Kyle Rau - $750 - I felt bad for him following Bordy, but honestly, $750 isn't bad considering that he uhhhhh signed with the Cuda, like, two days ago or whatever

Artem Guryev Arty Party - $950

With the (I think) $650 that Frenzy's jersey went for, the Cuda raised an awesome $21,400 for Working Partnerships USA, along with whatever they got for chuck-a-puck and 3.147 stuffed animals (our group contributed, like, 12 of those, go team us!)

All in all, an excellent weekend for the Cuda :)

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

List of Actors in Sanctuary who Also Appeared in Stargate (Spanning Entire Franchise).

Main Cast (Counting Regular Major Appearances):

Amanda Tapping. Sanctuary: Helen Magnus. Stargate: Sam Carter.

Christopher Heyerdahl. Sanctuary: John Druitt, Bigfoot. Stargate SG-1: Pallin. Stargate Atlantis: Halling and Todd the Wraith.

Ryan Robbins. Sanctuary: Henry Foss. Stargate Atlantis: Ladon Radim.

Agam Darshi. Sanctuary; Kate Freelander. Stargates Atlantis: Novo and Athosian 2.

Jonathon Young. Sanctuary: Nikola Tesla. Stargate Atlantis: Dr. Parrish.

Peter Wingfield. Sanctuary: James Watson. Stargate SG-1: Hebron and Taneth.

Jim Byrnes. Sanctuary: Gregory Magnus. Stargate SG-1: Documentary Narrator (Heroes Part 2). Stargate Infinity: voice (no character listed).

Significant Stargate Actors Not in Main Cast of Sanctuary:

Michael Shanks. Sanctuary: Jimmy (one episode). Stargate: Daniel Jackson.

Tom McBeath. Sanctuary: General Villanova. Stargate SG-1: Colonel Harry Maybourne.

Vincent Gale. Sanctuary: Nigel Griffin. Stargate SG-1: Deputy - Agent Cross. Stargate Universe: Morrison. (he was significant in Sanctuary and had a high episode list for Stargate, so no arguing)

Colin Cunnigham. Sanctuary: Gerald (one episode). Stargate: Major Paul Davis.

Paul McGillion. Sanctuary: Terrance Wexford (four eps + webisodes). Stargate Atlantis: Carson Beckett.

David Hewlett. Sanctuary: Larry Tolson (webisodes). Stargate: Rodney McKay.

Kavan Smith. Sanctuary: Joe Kavanaugh (two episodes + webisodes). Stargate: Evan Lorne.

David Nykl. Sanctuary: Strickland (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Radek Zelenka.

Sarah Strange. Sanctuary: Allison Grant (one episode). Stargate: Morgan Le Fey.

Dan Shea. Sanctuary: Transit Cop 2 (one episode). Stargate: Sergeant Siler.

Gary Jones. Sanctuary: George (one episode). Stargate: Walter Harriman.

Peter Flemming. Sanctuary: FBI Agent Bruce Tanner (one episode). Stargate: Agent Barret.

Martin Christopher. Sanctuary: False Priest/Father Clark. Stargate: Kevin Marks.

Barclay Hope. Sanctuary: Security Force Commander (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Col. Lionel Pendergast.

Peter DeLuise. Sanctuary: Ernie Watts (one episode/webisodes). Stargate SG-1: Sal's Diner Customer, Wormhole X-treme Replacement Actor, plus 20 other roles. Stargate Atlantis: Dr. P. Smith (uncredited). Stargate Universe: Peter. (<- also directed all four shows)

Significant in Sanctuary but not Stargate:

Shekhar Paleja (Credited in both as Shaker Paleja). Sanctuary: Ravi Ganapathiraman. Stargate SG-1: Jaffa. Stargate Atlantis: Doctor (uncredited, six episodes).

Ian Tracey. Sanctuary: Adam Worth. Stargate SG-1: Smith.

Pascale Hutton. Sanctuary: Abby Corrigan. Stargate Atlantis: First Officer Trebel. (<- almost/should have been main cast in Sanctuary)

Carlo Rota. Sanctuary: Richard Feliz. Stargate Universe: Carl Strom.

Other Actors in Mostly Minor Roles in Both (but often more significant in Sanctuary, for obvious reasons) Listed in Order of Sanctuary Appearance:

Lauren K. Robek (Credited as Kirsten Robeck in both). Sanctuary: Maryanne Zimmerman (three episodes). Stargate SG-1: Lieutenant Astor.

Sheri Rabold (credited as Sheri Noel in all). Sanctuary: Molly (two episodes/webisodes), Helen Magnus Stand-in. Stargate SG-1: Physiotherapist. Stargate Atlantis: Scientist, Lab assistant.

Laura Mennel. Sanctuary: Caird (one episode/webisodes). Stargate SG-1: Mary. Stargate Atlantis: Sanir.

Alex Zahara. Sanctuary: Carver (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Motion Capture Warrior, Warrick Finn, Iron Shirt, Eggar, Shy One, Alien Leader, Alien #1, Micahel Xe'ls.

Peter Bryant. Sanctuary: Cabal Team Leader (two episodes). Stargate SG-1: Hoskins and Fro'tak.

MacKenzie Gray. Sanctuary: Mr. Jones (one episode). Stargate Infinity: Pahk'kal, Napoleon Bonaparte (voices).

Matthew Walker. Sanctuary: Oliver Braithewaite (one episode). Stargate SG-1/The Ark of Truth: Merlin/Roham.

David Richmond-Peck. Sanctuary: Jake Polanski (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Jaffa Leader. Stargate Atlantis: Toran.

Panou. Sanctuary: Sylvio (two episodes). Stargate SG-1: Lt. Fisher.

Katherine Isabelle. Sanctuary: Sophie (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Valencia.

Chuck Campell. Sanctuary: Two-Faced Guy. Stargate: Chuck the Technician.

Gabrielle Rose. Sanctuary: Ruth Meyers (one episode). Stargate: The Ark of Truth: Alterean Woman #2.

Daryl Shuttleworth. Sanctuary: (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Commander Tegar, Commander Rigar.

Rukiya Bernard. Sanctuary: Kayla Bradley (one episode). Stargate Universe: Airman Richmond.

Alex Diakun. Sanctuary: Doctor (three episodes). Stargate SG-1: Tarek Solaman.

Chris Gauthier. Sanctuary: Walter (two episodes). Stargate: Mattas and Hertis.

Anne Marie DeLuise. Sanctuary: Rachel (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Amy Vandenberg, Farrell.

Aleks Paunovic. Sanctuary: Duke (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Rakai.

Ryan Kennedy. Sanctuary: Darrin Wilson (one episode). Stargate Universe: Dr. Williams.

Terry Chen. Sanctuary: Charles (three episodes). Stargate SG-1: Monk.

Nimet Kanji. Sanctuary: Pili (two episodes). Stargate Atlantis: Doctor.

Ron Selmour. Sanctuary: Kanaan (three episodes). Stargate Atlantis: Jannick.

Raquel Riskin. Sanctuary: Cheryl (one episode). Stargate Universe: Mindy.

Eric Keenleyside. Sanctuary: Det. Michael Bronson (one episodes). Stargate SG-1: Fred.

Michael J Rogers. Sanctuary: Stanley O'Farrel (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Major Escher, Col. Richard Kendrick, Colonel John Michaels.

Fabrice Grover. Sanctuary: Father Nathaniel Jensen (one episode). Stargate: The Ark of Truth: Amelius.

Allison Hossack. Sanctuary: Lillian (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Zerina Valk. Stargate Atlantis: Perna.

Scott McNeil. Sanctuary: Birot (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Kefflin, Townsperson.

Jody Thompson. Sanctuary: Fallon (three episodes). Stargate Atlantis: Hospital Nurse.

Nels Lannarson. Sanctuary: Commander Tollan, Praxian Guardsman. (two episodes). Stargate SG-1: Major Green. Stargate Atlantis: Captain Holland.

Sean Rogerson. Sanctuary: Castor (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Nevik.

Richard de Klerk. Sanctuary: U.S. Sergeant (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Dominic, Joe.

Aaron Brooks. Sanctuary: Lieutenant Hallman (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Nisal.

Collen Winton. Sanctuary: Anna (one episode). Stargate SG-1: National Security Advisor, Dr. Greene.

David Milchard. Sanctuary: Garris. Stargate Atlantis: SGC Technician.

Greyston Holt. Sanctuary: Lt. Coxswell (two episodes). Stargate Universe: Corporal Reynolds.

Brian Markinson. Sanctuary: Greg Addison. Stargate SG-1: Lotan.

Lara Gilchrist. Sanctuary: Cassidy (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Dr. Hewston.

John Novak. Sanctuary: Thug Boss (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Colonel William Ronson.

Martin Cummins. Sanctuary: Brad Sylvester (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Aiden Corso.

Kurt Evans. Sanctuary: Agent Gavin Crealy (two episodes). Stargate SG-1: Col. Johnson.

Sage Brocklebank. Sanctuary: Canadian Press Photographer (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Rand Protectorate Tech.

Kwesi Ameyaw. Sanctuary: Colonel Bosh (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Olokun. Stargate Atlantis: Technical Sergeant.

J.C. Williams. Sanctuary: SCIU Agent (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Jaffa (uncredited), Stargate Universe: Marine (uncredited).

Caroline Cave. Sanctuary: Sheila Delacourt (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Dr. Cole. Stargate Universe: Dana.

Brent Stait. Sanctuary: Finn Noland (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Major Louis Ferretti.

Richard Stroh. Sanctuary: Orin (one episode). Stargate Atlantis: Genii Soldier #2.

Venus Terzo. Sanctuary: Capt. Franklin (one episode). Stargate SG-1: Dr. Francine Michaels.

I spent entirely too much time on this, but I really got going. I also probably missed a few people (and didn't even start on the crew because of so much overlap). I'm not sure if this is just Vancouver film industry at work or what, but I am done.

[kittyhighfive]

Tag Game

Thanks for the ta @late-to-the-magnus-archives

Currently Reading: The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner by Stephanie Meyer, It Devours by Joseph Fink+Jeffrey Cranor

Favorite Color: I think rn it's pink :3

Last Song: Hand me my Shovel, I'm Going In by Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Last Movie: Twilight

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: I have an incurable sweet tooth and cannot handle spicy food.

Currently Working On:

-A crochet jellyfish

-Putting together @malevolent-fanzine

-Like 300 other crochet/knit projects (a baby blanket, a bag, a sweater, a hat, a scarf...)

-Finding fun road trip destinations for this summer

-Putting together a list of clothes I want for the new school year

Annnnd some more tags:

@universe-exhale @valentine-gore @quackmaster24 @seasonallyappropriategoth

[best-magnus-archives-character]

Closed the nomination form! I made a list with all nominations by category! I'll accept suggestions of stuff to move around (change a character from minor to one of the other lists, but not the other way around cause the minor list is long enough). The Main Character list is a bit awkward with 18 characters, but I'm not really willing to move any away from it even if people might disagree? Unless I see a very strong argument.

the only nominations that didn't get in were the artifacts, since people voted for those to have their own poll later on!

So here's the 3 lists I have under the cut!

Main Characters 

Jonathan Sims

Martin Blackwood

Timothy Stoker

Sasha James

Basira Hussain

Daisy Tanner

Melanie King

Georgie Barker

Elias Bouchard

Jane Prentiss

NotThem/NotSasha

The Distortion

Nikola Orsinov

Peter Lukas

Gertrude Robinson

Jonah Magnus

Gerry Keay

Annabelle Cane

Minor Characters with Major Impact 

Michael Shelley

Adelard Decker

Michael Crew

Oliver Banks

Jude Perry

Simon Fairchild

Robert Smirke

Mikaele Salesa

Agnes Montague

Simon Fairchild

Jurgen Leitner

Julia Montauk

Trevor Herbert

Mikaele Salesa

Breekon and Hope

Mary Keay

Minor Character

Joshua Gillespie (MAG 002)

The Admiral (Georgie’s Cat)

Major Tom (MAG 016)

Helen Richardson (MAG 047) 

Karolina Gorka  (MAG 071)

Graham Folger (MAG: 003)

Alexander Scaplehorn (MAG 054)

Jordan Kennedy (MAG 055)

Hezekiah Wakely (152)

The Piper (MAG 007)

Gabriel/Worker of Clay (MAG 126)

John Amherst (Corruption Avatar)

Naomi Herne (MAG 013)

Amy Patel (MAG 003)

Werewolf/Hunt Avatar (MAG 031)

Alfred Breekon (MAG 096)

Alexia Crawley (MAG 110)

Emma Harvey (MAG 167)

Elias Bouchard (original)

Evan Lukas (MAG 013)

Laverne (MAG 136)

Callum McKenzie (MAG 125)

John Haan (MAG 072)

Tom Haan (MAG 030)

Jonathan Fanshawe (MAG 127)

Fiona Law (MAG 167)

Spider on the wall (MAG 038)

Leto (MAG 184)

Nathan Watts (MAG: 001)

Sebastian Skinner (MAG 087)

Carlita Sloane (MAG 033)

Erika Mustermann (MAG 034)

Jan Novak (MAG 034)

Piotr Petrov (MAG 034)

Pavel Petrov (MAG 034)

Fulan Al-Fulani (MAG 034)

Juan Pérez (MAG 034)

Jane/John Doe (MAG 034)

Lee Kipple (MAG 042)

Robin Lennox (MAG 100)

“John Smith” (MAG 100)

Celia/Lynne Hammond (MAG 100)

Brian Finlinson (MAG 100)

Carlos Vittery (MAG 016)

Francis (MAG 172)

Wilfred Owen (MAG 007)

Father Edwin Burroughs (MAG 019)

Maxwell Rayner (MAG 002)

Rat from the Bone Turner’s Tale (MAG 017)

Sergey Ushanka (MAG 065)

Angela (MAG 014)

The Anglerfish (MAG 001)

Jan Killbride (MAG 106)

Natalie Ennis (MAG 025)

Alfred Grifter (MAG 042)

Benoît Maçon (MAG 102)

Dr Lionel Elliot (MAG 034)

Rosie Zampano (MAG 192)

Manuela Dominguez (MAG 135)

Petite Scarabée/Little Beetle (MAG 102)

Sarah Baldwin (MAG 001)

Agape (MAG 153)

Monster Pig (MAG 103)

Callum Brodie (MAG 173)

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

she is on a no fly list and is banned from most public spaces <3

[fictional-dan-showdown]

Let the showdown begin!

All updates to the bracket will be on this post. Individual matchups are under the cut!

Round 1:

Danny Torrance (The Shining) vs Danielle de Barbarac (Ever After)

Daniel Solace (1899) vs Dani Rojas (Ted Lasso)

Dan Lewis (Doctor Who) vs Dani Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Dan Humphrey (Gossip Girl) vs Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1)

Daniel Faraday (Lost) vs Danny Joestar (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom) vs Danny Stoker (The Magnus Archives)

Danny Pink (Doctor Who) vs Daniela Wytte (Hooky)

Dan Lewis (Venom) vs Daniel Cain (Re-Animator)

Dan Espinoza (Lucifer) vs Daenerys Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones)

Daniel Mandel (Dan vs.) vs Daniel Rawlings (The Magnus Archives)

Daniel Corduroy (Gravity Falls) vs Dan Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Lieutenant Dan (Forrest Gump) vs Daniel Arlington (The Ninth House)

Dan Reynolds (Hatchetfield Musicals) vs Daniel Sousa (Agent Carter & Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

Danny Tanner (Full House) vs Danielle Rousseau (Lost)

Daniel LaRusso (The Karate Kid) vs Dan Egan (Veep)

Danny Bailey (Schmigadoon!) vs Dana Cardinal (Welcome to Night Vale)

Round 2:

Danielle de Barbarac (Ever After) vs Dani Rojas (Ted Lasso)

Dani Phantom (Danny Phantom) vs Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1)

Daniel Faraday (Lost) vs Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Danny Pink (Doctor Who) vs Dan Lewis (Venom)

Daenerys Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones) vs Daniel Mandel (Dan vs.)

Dan Phantom (Danny Phantom) vs Lieutenant Dan (Forrest Gump)

Daniel Sousa (Agent Carter & Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.) vs Danielle Rousseau (Lost)

Daniel LaRusso (The Karate Kid) vs Dana Cardinal (Welcome to Night Vale)

Round 3:

Dani Rojas (Ted Lasso) vs Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1)

Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom) vs Danny Pink (Doctor Who)

Daenerys Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones) vs Dan Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Daniel Sousa (Agent Carter & Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.) vs Dana Cardinal (Welcome to Night Vale)

Round 4:

Dani Rojas (Ted Lasso) vs Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Daenerys Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones). vs. Daniel Sousa (Agent Carter & Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

Round 5:

Dani Rojas (Ted Lasso) vs Daenerys Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones)

[envihellbender]

What would the Archive crew be like in Dragon Age verse? (set during Inquisition)

Background / Setting

The Magnus Institute: A magical research facility in Minrathous, Tevinter. It is focused on researching a newly discovered set of ‘demons’, for lack of a better word, and other supernatural activity. Anything that can be covered by the standard demons and spirits (wrath, greed, sloth, pride, justice, etc) is of less use to them. They are generally seen as a ridiculous organisation by the public, but the academics and the wealthy have done a lot to ensure that reputation whilst they fund the Institute.

Elias Bouchard: The original Elias was a young human from the esteemed Bouchard family, they were an extremely well known Orlesian family who were exiled into Tevinter hundreds of years ago. Elias was the first son in generations to not show any signs of magic which is a huge dismay. So when Jonah Magnus, an eldritch being from ages pass, showed an interest in him Elias was practically given to Jonah on a plate. He started to show magic abilities but not in the standard sense meaning no one was quite happy to call him a mage. The Eye was something completely different, and something Tevinter mages were rather apprehensive about. Some argued that the Eye should be studied instead of put in a position of power, they were quickly silenced.

James Wright: An elven nobody from Fereldan, he was born a mage and was put in a circle for the crime. Of course, it didn’t take long for him to escape, and since his farmer parents wanted nothing to do with him he picked the logical option… Escape to Tevinter. He was simply looking for food and lodging when he bumped into Richard Mendelson. Who, for obvious reasons, instantly saw the boy’s power, sadism, and cruelty. A perfect fit, he thought.

Jonah Magnus: During the Storm age, Jonah Magnus was a young human academic who was dragged in to help the war effort and the Qunari. Some say this is when the Eye first appeared to him, others thing it was a more modern discovery, either way Jonah Magnus insisted his research tore open the fabric of reality bringing these fourteen ‘demons’ into existence. Other researchers insist there’s evidence of their existence from ages before that, some think they are simply more specific types of powerful fear demons. Of course, as Jonah could tell you, since he summoned the Eye and allowed it to take over him, and become him, they are far more powerful than spirits and demons. He founded the Magnus Institute as a protective cover to hide the entities from the public view, not making them public knowledge until the Dragon Age.

The Archivists

Gertrude Robinson: Gertrude was very close to James Wright from the moment he step foot in Tevinter, as he quickly became her father’s good friend’s apprentice. So it was no surprise when she began working for the Magnus Institute, and was quickly named Head Archivist, the first elf to be named as such. She was known for her cruelty, cut throat behaviour, and sadism, all of which helped her in her role. However, she was saddened by James Wright’s death and never had quite the same connection with Elias. It was through Gertrude’s failure to submit to her new boss that information regarding the entities began to spill from the Institute.

John Sims: John’s father’s belonged to a human family that was originally located in Fereldan, they were very rich and powerful until the Chantry began to grow in influence and mages grew more and more feared. They fled to Tevinter, and resided there quite happily as members of the upper class. When John’s grandmother, Clara, married into the family of his grandfather, Reginald, was still quite wealthy and prominent. They had a son, John Senex, and for a while they were happy and comfortable. When John met Victoria, an elf from Rivain, and they fell in love John was disowned from the family. Victoria was not a commoner by any means, she was a respected academic, but she was very staunchly middle class which disgusted John’s family. They eventually had a son John Junioris, but his mother died when he was three, of the Wasting disease they said. His father died two years later from a Qunari attack on their city, and John was sent to live with his uncaring grandmother.

The years had not been kind to Clara, her husband had lost the majority of his family’s fortune on drink and gambling. He had nothing but debt to leave her with. She wasn’t too poor, she had a small but handsome house on the coast, but it was just on the edge of middle class and a shack compared to her estate. She took her anger out on her grandson who had become her charge, and drank to excess. When John was ten he met the first entity, when a terrifying Spider creature tore threw reality and ate his childhood bully. He tried to tell his grandmother, who delightedly took it as a sign that John mage abilities were far more powerful than first thought.

Nothing came of it for a while, John was dismissed as a normal child with a vivid imagination traumatised by the death of his parents and went back to being ignored. His magical abilities did continue to grow, but they were different to other mages. He could do the standard things like throwing fireballs from his finger tips and healing spells, but he also… knew things. For the first time since Jonah Magnus, the Eye had chosen him rather than dragged a new victim kicking and screaming. Of course when John applied for a job at the Institute, it was his own choice following his grandmother’s death from alcohol abuse, he told himself. When he was promoted to Head Archivist so quickly he tried to dismiss it too. Of course, then his connection to the Eye grew and grew.

The Assistants

Eric Delano: An Orlesian human who is fascinated by magic, he was charmed by the elven Mary Keay, a mage from Tevinter when he was around nineteen and happily followed her back to Minrathous. Whilst she was technically a slave, it was more accurate to say was assistant to a prominent mage with a horrifying reputation who left his entire estate and her freedom to her in his will under suspicious circumstances. She got Eric a research job at the Magnus Institute. He adored his job in the Archive more than anything, that was until Mary’s darker interests and her sadistic, cruel side began to become more and more apparent. When she gave birth to their son Gerard and her intentions to use him as an experiment became clear… Eric had to act.

Gerard Keay: Everyone in Minrathous knows the story of how Eric Delano blinded himself to escape the Magnus Institute with his son, Gerard. He was stopped and killed by either Elias, Gertrude, or Mary depending on who you ask. Gerard now is a young man who is instantly recognisable on the street, he magically treated his red hair to being black which helped … but the sigils that flowed on his skin gave him away. Each one dedicated to a different entity. His life’s work is to destroy every single tome created by Jurgen Leitner. The blood mage who his mother created a cult to worship. Gerard isn’t technically a mage, but his sigils give him arcane abilities.

Michael Shelley: Michael was a young elf raised within the Tevinter Chantry, he was a sweet, well-behaved young man who showed remarkable abilities with healing magic. His mother and father managed to avoid slavery through their own madness, resulting in Michael being raised by the Chantry. Everyone was surprised when he joined the Magnus Institute instead of starting a clinic, but the fact his father was a drunk and his mother had suffered severely with mental illness meant Michael wished to research something other than how to try and heal the unhealable. He wanted to know more about the Spiral, which he believed caused his family to be torn apart. It didn’t take long for Elias to introduce him to this entity, and soon he became the Distortion. Like the Head Archivist he wasn’t an abomination exactly, but perhaps even more dangerous as he retained more humanity.

Sasha James: Sasha’s family were humans from Nevarra, respected Mortalitasi who had assumed she would follow in their footsteps. However, when Gertrude met her in the university library whilst she was on a work trip, Sasha jumped at the chance to study in the Institute with her. She worked there happily for a few years, albeit bitter about not getting the Head Archivist job. Until she was replaced by the Not Them. The way it was discovered was through her fade print that she left on the recording crystals in the Archive. When John looked through them, her voice and face was different in the earlier statements.

Tim Stoker: Tim’s mum had been an elven slave who was imprisoned for her part in a rebellion in Minrathous. As such he and his sibling were put into the custody of their human father, a blacksmith human who had little interest in anything but drink, gambling, and his smithy. He was a cruel, abusive man. So the fact neither Tim nor his sibling had no interest in Smithing was no surprise. His sibling wanted to be an artist, Tim went into writing and researching. Work that quickly became focused on the entities following him applying for a job at the Institute, after he saw his younger sibling be taken by a monstrous harlequin, the Stranger.

Martin Blackwood: Martin was born in the Free Marches, Kirkwall specifically, to Elizabeth Blackwood and James Lukas, not that he knows his father’s name. Brother to Peter Lukas, James had a habit of picking up single women, giving them illegitimate children, then leaving. There was after all few people lonelier than that. If the mothers abused the child all the better. Martin sold his skills as a thief and an arsonist, helping to look after his mother. The money wasn’t enough, and eventually when Elias Bouchard came to the docks of the city he gave Martin an offer he couldn’t refuse. As soon as he felt the Lonely radiating from him, he knew he had to have him. Working at his institute in exchange for his mother being well taken care of seemed like a good deal, even if it meant having to move all the way to Minrathous.

Melanie King: As a dwarf, Melanie came from a line of merchants and possessed no magical abilities. However, she was fascinated by not the arcane but the things beyond the arcane that couldn’t be explained. Ghosts for example, and naturally that grew into a fascination with the Entities. Her and her friends would investigate abandoned places and writes extremely popular pamphlets about their findings. Her travels resulted in her stumbling upon the Slaughter, which resulted in Elias sinking his claws into her.

Basira Hussain: Basira was a human and a Templar, just as her father had been before her, and his father had been before him. As everyone in Tevinter knows, the Templars are in the pockets of the Magisteirum. So when the Templars knocked on the Institute’s door asking about the murder of Jurgen Leitner, everyone knew who really sent them. She was taken from the Templars into the Institute when there was an incident involving a few children and the Magister Maxwell Rayner. She couldn’t follow a group that protected such a vile, disgusting man. So when Elias offered a way to apprehend him, she took it. Of course she didn’t realise that that was the end of her freedom.

Daisy Tanner: Daisy Tanner was the first Dwarven Templar in Tevinter, which as they did not take lyrium or were expected to have magical abilities was not particularly difficult. The fact that she was a vigilante was the worst kept secret in the whole of the Minrathous Templars. She had a scar on her back that had been put there from a blood mage and she’s seen nothing but anger ever since. She didn’t know for a long time she wasn’t hunting mages at all but the Entities, and the Magisterium were quite happy for her to continue as it was easy to point her towards their enemies. Of course, only Elias knew that the Hunt had been inside her ever since she was born.

[buttrflyisland]

haii!! sending you this ask because i want to ask permission of you for something!

so im planning a small custom board game campaign based around the magnus archives, and i wanted to ask if i could use some of the restaurant kids' statements as events to place in it? like, maybe tanner's zombie event or molly's web nosebleed? none of them really read fanfic for TMA and if any of them get the references i'd be very surprised. this is mostly self indulgent stuff but i wanted to ask anyways since you did create the stories yourself!

oh totally, you can use any of the statements! that sounds super rad!!