#the Magnus archives fan oc

[t0tally-n0t-3m0]

TMA Oc character notes-- Perseus Desdemona Gregoria

Yeah I made a TMA Oc so sue me

How well do they remember their childhood?

They remember small bits and pieces of it. Their father passed out drunk at the kitchen table. His refusal to acknowledge them. He barely looked at them, but when he did there was this profound sadness and hatred in his eyes. The sadness was because they looked like their mother, the hatred was because they killed their mother. He hated them simply for being born.

They remember having an undying thirst for knowledge. They would try to learn anything about everything.

They remember spending nights outside staring at the stars. They remember taking many hobbies, piano, violin, Cello, painting. Just so their dad would be proud of them. It never worked.

They remember realising they were non-binary. They cried so hard, for so long. It was a terrible realisation. 

They remember choosing their name, “Persus”; it sounded right. It fits them. “Percy” was the name they would’ve been given had they been born a boy. 

They remember being alone during primary and middle school. They didn’t have any friends. They would read, alone, in some isolated corner. Their peers didn’t like them. Was it because they were autistic? Because of their ADD? Their OCD? They weren’t even diagnosed back then. Could they see into their head and see their disturbing intrusive thoughts? The ones about hurting people, hurting themself? Or are they just meant to be alone?

What is in their fridge?

Energy drinks, ice cream, easy-to-make foods. Leftovers from when Juliet saw how desolate and barren their fridge was and started sending them home with home cooked meals.

Do they use any nicknames?

When they were still Desdemona they would often go by ‘Mona’, or ‘Dez’ with friends and teachers. Most people now just call them ‘Percy’, Tim calls them ‘Perc’ or ‘Purse’ because he thinks it's funny. Percy doesn’t mind, though.

What’s the first thing someone would see when looking at them?

Their eccentric taste in clothing. It's all either self-made or thrifted. Or they ‘borrowed’ it from one of their friends.

How do they respond to touch? 

If its unexpected they'll flinch. If its an unexpected hug their heart will begin to race.

How do they smell?

Cigarettes and wet pavement. No particular reason I just feel like it fits their vibe.

Clean or messy?

Messy. Percy enjoys chaos. They prefer it, actually. Everything has a place in the chaos of their home and office. They can find everything and anything in there. Well, except for their glasses.

Tea or coffee?

Tea. They don’t like the bitterness of coffee. 

Fears?

Their greatest fear is to be known. Inside and out. They’re an observer. They are supposed to know not to be known.  (Average Eye avatar experience.)

Allergies?

None

Early bird or night owl?

Night Owl. They love staying out at night. They love looking at the stars. Unfortunately due to their job and London's light-pollution they rarely see them. 

Extrovert or introvert?

Introvert.

Relationship status?

Single 

Left handed or right handed?

Ambidextrous 

Superstitious?

Sort of? Their grandmother on their mum's side would often visit from Greece when they were a child. She gifted them a Mati (Evil Eye) necklace which they still wear to this day, more out of sentiment than belief but still, it comforts them. But that doesn’t mean they don’t have superstitions. They’ve never given someone a knife, especially their friends, they’ve never given someone perfume, they try to always have a piece of red on their outfit, and they spit to avoid bad luck (but also because of their smoking habit). 

Ticklish?

Yes, they hate it.

Can they cook/bake?

They can cook basic meals and can make bread from scratch but that's about it.

Weird talents? 

They’re ambidextrous, would that be considered a weird talent?

Actuel talents?

They play the violin and piano and they dabble in painting every once in a while. 

Learning disabilities?

Autism, OCD, ADHD, Pseudobulber affect

Physical disabilities?

Almost blind without their glasses. Which is unfortunate considering they are prone to losing them.

Collections 

They like collecting buttons, cool or pretty ones. They have jars of them. They also own twelve furbies that they bought off a guy from Facebook market place.

Pet Peeves?

When people touch or move their stuff. 

Luxury bath or quick shower?

Luxury bath. They need to relax.

Earbuds or headphones?

Headphones, preferably noise-cancelling ones.

Personality type? 

INTP

Star sign?

Gemini 

Year of the dog

Greatest strengths?

Wit and persuasion. And pure dumb luck.

Greatest weaknesses?Their stubborness and spite.

Pets

An albino rat named Phyllis. She's bigger than normal rats but the vets have assured Percy that it's nothing to worry about.

Favourite curse word

Shit

Favourite season

Autumn. Not too hot. Not too cold. Perfect for layering. 

Call or text?

Text

Favourite colour

They like all colours but are privy to burgundy, maroon and orange

Background/culture?

Their mum was Greek and their father was English. They grew up in England 

Who would they really like to hug?

Their mum

Who would they really like to punch?

Their dad, Elias Bouchard, their ex husband

Story behind their first kiss…

They were 16. Percy had just snuck out of their fathers house and was walking in the park at night with their best friend, Jasper. The pair sat on a bench and looked up at the stars, admiring them. When Percy turned to look at Jasper he was already looking at them, a soft smile on his lips. He leant forward and placed a gentle kiss on their lips. For that single moment, everything was okay.

Their last kiss…

It was the morning before Jasper was arrested. He had kissed them goodbye at the door. That afternoon Percy got a call from the local police that Jasper had been arrested on suspicion for multiple murders across London. They served him with divorce papers a week later. 

Age/birthday

33 as of the tma timeline (2015) 

June 8th 1985

Their scars/birthmarks/ect…

Faded self-harm scars on their thighs

The piece of clothing/jewellery they always wear…

The Mati necklace their grandmother gifted them as a child

[thesillypurplemonster]

People who aligned with the Spiral are doomed by the narrative

Jon made The Green Eyed Stare and ngl I don’t like how care free and whimsical Mike looks. LOOK MORE TORMENTED BY THE HORRORS.

[liquidch4os]

helloooo

im kinda in a tight spot right now (broke student) so im opening emergency commissions

ill draw basically anything (that is not morally unethical or too complicated, but im up for challenges i guess), it may be, but is not restrained to a: portraits, fanart, oc art, character sheet, short gif (like rolling girl or spinning on a chair - i drew both of those with stanley from tsp over a year ago, but these are just some visual examples), and more

i wont be doing animations, long animatics or things that consume too much time

the prices will be discussed in the dm's (paypal), but in most cases ill take anything you are willing to pay for my art (im very broke)

thank you for reading and engaging, love you!

[zivikel]

Hi guys look at my Magnus archives sona/avatar, The unknown

He has no name but people refer to it as Effigy

(More of his, the rumors of his existence, as “Effigy.” )

If you try to remember its face, you simply can’t

His face constantly shifts and changes and you can’t pinpoint the differences or his past face

He also causes hallucinations

And his stomach leads to a pocket dimension that causes you to dread something that doesn’t exist

He mainly takes form of a land creature but sometimes an airborn or an oceanic creature (Which I am yet to draw)

His body adapts to his environment as a creature that is hard to explain

Anyways, that’s all for now

By the way he’s really silly and thinks he’s beautiful (he’s insecure and has identity issues)

[offbrandhand]

Thought I was done? Nope!!!!

I was almost done bc this background made me want to kms

[crabbyhellfire]

Would y’all like to see my avatarsona in the good year of 2024?

[rhouxl]

Fractal Dreams

[TMA/OCs - ████ Vardi - he/they; Sybil May - she/it]

ID in alt.

Background

[lepidoptera-spirals]

"Come with me?"

Statement of Hallory Taller, regarding a person she met at a bus stop. Statement taken June 28th.

I want to preface I’ve never had hallucinations before this. I’m not on any medications, and I have a pretty clean medical history in terms of anything mental. I don’t know if what I saw was real, I only know that your.. institution is the only place that’ll somewhat believe me. I don’t know what she- it- they- what that person was, but I-

Right. From the beginning. Hold on.

I worked for a small company as a graphic designer when this took place. It was January 4, and I’d just been freed from a particularly unpleasant shift that day. There’d been a fight with my supervisor, I don’t want to get into details here..

Anyways, I usually take the bus home. I don’t live too far from the office, but it’s a quicker method than walking. The bus stop’s never crowded, and I’ve come to recognize the few people that take it. I couldn’t relay any of their names, of course, but I most of their faces are familiar to me. That day, the bus was- annoyingly- late, since it’s usually scheduled to show up at 19:05. So I waited, alone. None of the people I’ve come to recognize showed up that day, but it was none of my business to fret over it. I frankly didn’t care. I checked the time a couple times off my phone. It was about 19:15.

After not-too-long, a person walked up beside me. I’ve never seen her around the area, but the most likely assumption was that she was just new in town. I assumed she was here waiting for the bus. O-of course she was, that’s the point of a bus stop, but- I don’t know, something about her seemed.. wrong. She had orange hair, bright orange and the bottom half of her hair was very dark brown, and put up in a bun. Her clothes were casual, maybe a hawaiian shirt, I don’t remember. And I never really got a good look at her face, but oddly enough I do remember that she had long curly eyelashes, I can only describe as looking like a bug’s antenna.

I didn’t say anything to her when she first arrived, miffed as I was. But she turned to me, in an odd swift motion that made me feel dizzy, and asked where the bus was going. I didn’t hear her the first time, and she asked again. “Where is the bus going?”

I answered after the second time, Devon Street , and she looked.. no. No, I can’t.. I don’t think it was a smile. A butterfly landed on her face, even though I didn’t see it appear.

It was back to silence after that, thankfully. I just wanted the bus to get here quicker. Something about that stranger made me deeply uncomfortable, and the butterfly did. not. leave. I checked my phone again. A blurry, fluttering 19:15. Not a minute had passed. I felt dizzy. I stared at that screen for more than a minute, I know I did.. and it didn’t change.

"Is it late?” She asked me another question, which made me realize I was zoning out. I mumbled a half-assed response, and she shrugged. The motion was uncanny, like as she moved from one position to another, parts of her moved independently and rearranged to form the next. 19:15.

I think another 5 minutes of silence passed, as I compulsively checked my phone every 20 or so seconds. She didn’t talk or move- not in a way I recognized- standing beside me idly with an umbrella in her hand. I don’t remember her having that before, but I probably just didn’t realize until then. It was completely sunny out. Another butterfly landed on her shoulder. 19:15.

"Are you lost?” She asked after.. I don’t know how long, I lost track. It was still 19:15. No, of course not, I wanted to say, since I didn’t think I was. I’d always taken that bus. I’ve always used that bus stop. But it felt.. wrong, unfamiliar, now. A few butterflies landed on the sign beside me. She moved again, tilting her head in this taunting smile, with the same unnerving motion that nearly made me vomit. “Yes,” I told her.

She reached out a hand to me, and a butterfly landed on it. “Come with me?” Was her last question.

I reached.. to take her hand, but mine.. slipped through it. It wasn’t solid, no, a mass of butterflies mimicking the shape of a human hand. It fell apart in front of my eyes, into a dizzy swirl of confused insects, and I am not ashamed to admit that I screamed. She laughed, her mouth splitting open as the lepidoptera that made up her face fluttered to form a smile.

I abandoned that stupid bus stop, turning on my heel and booking it down the road. I didn’t care, I just wanted to get home. Away from that. That.. thing. Things. By the time I’d made it to my front door, tired, sweaty, a little nauseous, I checked my phone again. It was 19:16.

I don’t take the bus stop anymore. I’ve just been saying that it’s easier to walk home, that I need more exercise, but.. I’m worried I’ll meet that person again. I still see butterflies on the sign when I walk past it.

[STATEMENT ENDS]

[aevris]

more tma au stuff. ry's eyes are like that because he is no longer fully human, xan is just caucasian

[lvckyspyral]

We finished another illustration of one of our tma ocs for a personal project we're doing.

This is Edward (The Penance), a subject of the Slaughter and we included some writing from our expansion of the tma universe c:

[nem0-nee]

Statement of Lorreine Delos Santos, regarding a haunting dream from when she was younger. Statement given ██th of May, 20██.

Statement begins.

Reine, The Keen Eye

An intern providing information for various organizations, mainly to The Usher Foundation. Under the alias Khl0ros, they keep an eye on various websites, often on the lookout for distasteful individuals to terrorize and expose.

[ READ MORE for additional info ]

[ TRIVIA ]

aka shit I couldn't fit in

They're currently a 3rd year majoring BS in Statistics (nerdd /j)

In terms of personality, they're an INTJ.

Her DND alignment is Chaotic Neutral.

Surprisingly, they're really bad with technology. Shutting down your computer? Nahh just let it go on sleep mode!

They heavily dislike the head of The Magnus Insitute, going as far as referring to him as "Eliass Bitchard." When asked why, she refuses to elaborate.

She has at least one account running on every social media platform out there.

Their favorite site to use for "info gathering" is Facebook, since privacy doesn't exist in Zuckerberger's domain /j

Blackmailing is their specialty! They love seeing the look on people’s faces when she cites entries of their search history.

Reine loves to sleep, but that's frequently disturbed by her friend... who's an avatar of The Vast. He pulls a prank on her by making her feel like she's falling in her sleep,

Her left eye may or may not be missing...

[ BONUS DOODLES + FULL ILLUST ]

[ END OF ENTRY #074 ]

[siffrin-enthusiast]

and while you’re here feel free to give me any other suggestions too (physical characteristics, color scheme, personality, whatever)

[wildshadowtamer]

i think more fans need to revisit their source material sometimes. just. remind yourself of the actual character your talking about.

[starrbuggie]

Camera Shy

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ARCHIVIST

Statement of Jasmine Parr, Concerning…?

JASMINE

 Oh-! …A stalker… Or something thats been watching me..?

ARCHIVIST

Statement taken directly from subject on [RETRACTED]

Statement Begins:

JASMINE

 I guess it started on the way home from the pub. At the time i was staying with my friend Marco in-

ARCHIVIST

 Full names please Ms Parr.

JASMINE

Oh right. Marco Connors, I was in the process of getting a job here in London, so I was staying with him at his flat in Camden, Some other friends and I- Jodie Whitehall and Carter O’Neil- wanted to go out for drinks in celebration for me getting a few interviews,Right? we went to the Camden Eye, which is a great Pub, fully recommend it if you're in the area! We had a great night, and I was probably the least drunk getting out of there. I escorted them to the tube station and started to walk home, He lives like 15 minutes away, so I wasn’t all too scared to walk home alone, But as soon as I got out the station I got that feeling when someone’s watching you and All the hair on the back of your neck stands up, You know that on right? I actually kinda got it when I walked in here actually?

ARCHIVIST

Yes, I do.

JASMINE

Ok, cool, because some guys I talk to don’t realy get that and… yeah, sorry getting sidetracked.

[JASMINE takes a breath in.]

JASMINE

Okay so when I started getting that feeling I walked quicker, because I just wanted to get home. But honestly, no matter how many detours I made Whatever it was was still there. It felt like every single CCTV camera and screen was just staring. So in all my drunken confidence, I turned around and tried to find whatever it was that was making all of it stare at me.

See, The only other person on the street was a short man probably around 5’5’’ and probably in his early 20’s? And he looked like he had just stepped out his shift at a library. Thinking about it he wore this pair of gold rimmed, circular glasses which were tinted blue, but they didn’t hide the fact that he was looking directly at me. He had a camera in his hands, like a vintage point and shoot kind of camera. But like, he was kinda… Pathetic, like I could beat him in a fight. So thats what I tried, but as soon as I started walking towards them they disappeared down an alley. And I couldn’t find him again. 

So I continued back to Marco’s, but every time I turned my head I thought I saw them out of the corner of my eye, always staring. The CCTV in the area honestly seemed hostile, like it was trying to look through me, calculating the best way to make me scared of it.

I got back without a hitch, Marco was home so I told him about it, he said he’d go out with me if I wanted to go out in the evening any other day that week. He's protective like that. I thanked him and went to bed.

I thought it would be a one night thing, but everywhere I went I felt it, but I continued as normal, because I wasn’t going to just ignore the Interviews like that y’know? I spent so much time waiting to get them, so I wasn’t just gonna give them up.

Well I passed an interview and go hired as a receptionist at a hotel nearby. Ment a few late nights, and at this time the watching feeling had gone down a bit. Well… kind of, I wasn’t all that on edge anymore, but It felt more like being glanced at than being stared at? Oh well, Then I saw them again. This time on the tube, they weren’t directly looking at me but of course that damn camera was pointed at me and that feeling was back full force. They followed my off the train, but they were so natural about it, like this was a normal thing. This time they had a tall, thin person with them. They were both chatting casually, like they weren’t following me. But I knew they were. Those eyes were on me, keeping a close eye on me, like I was some sort of prey to them. It happened most nights after that as well

Honestly, at this point you probably think I’m weird for not going to the police with this, but I did. And somehow, conveniently, all the CCTV footage for the area went out as soon as I stepped out of the tube station, every night. That's creepy, but not weird enough to warrant a trip here. But it's what happened a few nights ago that made it creepy.

I was getting really tired of this, so I wanted to do something, the paranoia had caught up to me by then. Taping up any cameras on my phone and laptop and on Marco’s as well, I had brought so many safety devices with my excess money. Marco had recommended some therapists to me because he was really worried. But I just wanted it to stop. I had started seeing them around where I work a couple weeks ago and it scared me. Then the camera appeared.

A few nights ago, as I was leaving work I found a camera tucked in my bag. It was an old Olympus Trip 35 with a green band around it. I did my research when I got home, but at the time, the only thing I recognised was that it was Exactly the same as the one the man carried. And I panicked. Obviously. I got Marco to pick me up, Because, obviously I didn’t want to go home by myself that night. I remember staring at the camera in the car. It had a thin leather strap to put around your neck, but the thing that truly intrigued me was the luggage tag that was attached to it. It was made of the same deep black leather that the strap was made of, and the info card was designed like it had been rented out of an art group or collection? The card was covered in so many swirling colours it was was hard to see the fancy black writing that was in the center, It seemed to say ‘Property of the Dread Collection’ and at the bottom it said ‘Art credits to The Painter’ but like, capitalized, like it was a person? I took the card out of the tag and flipped it over. The back was pitch black, with a photorealistic eye on the back, I say that, but it seemed more real than real life in a way. It was creepy. But intriguing. Which is scary to say, Knowing what I did.

That night is kind of a blur. I remember flashes I guess? I remembered that Marco had some film in his junk drawer, so I put it in the camera. I left the house in a hurry, why, I don’t know. I saw the man again. We were in an empty car park. 

[Static fluxuates]

He led me through the steps. How to mark a target, and how to Know things about them. The camera told me, Is the best way to explain it. And then they told me to meet them again in a week. I’ve Seen and Known so much this week, and its scary. I don’t want to Know but I need to, in a sense? It’s obsessive at this point.

Todays the last day. I’m meeting him again tonight. I just hope he understands why I can’t give the camera back.

[Click]

[Click]

ARCHIVIST

Statement Ends.

Ms Parr’s statement seems quite strange, Though most of these things should, and have apparently, been reported to the police, but there's very little they can do without proof. Most of this could also be attributed to a mental condition, maybe caused by stress. However, If this is some kind of supernatural encounter, I’m intrigued to know what this ‘Dread Collection’ is. I just hope it’s not like Jurgen Lighner’s library.

However… a couple hours after Ms Parr’s statement was taken a note was handed over to reception by a person that matched the description of the man in the statement. The note stated: ‘Sorry about that archivist, I’ll try not to send anyone else your way again’ and was signed ‘Ophanim’ which, If I remember correctly, is a rank of angels also known as ‘The many eyed ones’, which could be important.

[Click]

Say hello to one of my magnus archives OC's Gabriel "Ophanim" Ashworth, an Avatar of the Eye that specialises in stalking and secrets. They work mainly around Camden, often stalking out the aptly named, Camden Eye. He works alongside another (The tall one in the statement) to stalk out targets.

[crabbyhellfire]

hiii just found you. Very cool blog, very cool art. Can I request some more of your sona? I am unwell about tma ocs

Omg hiii!!! I didn’t see this I’m so sorry!! Thank u so much for requesting my sona!! I’m working on her(/my?) statement about becoming an avatar of the corruption!!

I also have two tma ocs that I don’t think I’ve ever posted on tumblr but all their lore (including where they fit into the timeline) is on my artfight (same username) 💚💚💚

Thanks so much for the ask 💚💚