#the magnus archives annabele caine

[wndelta]

Creeptober Day 4: Phone Call

Back to our regularly scheduled Magnus archives stuff and of course I had to make the reference to Annabelle Caine annoying the shit out of Martin

@creep-tober

[fiuworks]

one of my favourite things about tma is that Annabelle is described as ‘looking like a film student’ and as someone who went to a dedicated film college it gets a laugh out of me because she could look anywhere from crawled out of the incinerator from Toy Story or look like something that would result from dropping a Japanese fashion subculture in joker acid

[mpekamitzii]

Gaslight gatekeep girlboss sth sth

[ink-5oul]

Magnus podcast fans will say they have an idea and then tell you about a ship that logistically makes less than zero sense (it's me, I'm the magnus podcast fans)

[shxxmisafreak]

the mechanisms as bullshit me and my friends said on discord PT 2!!!! this time ft. tma and wtnv snippets

odin (dgf stand for dominant government figures)

doctor carmilla and annabelle cain

red signal

cecil palmer

the spiral

gerry & mary keay

pt 1 ✨

[stegulus]

weave.

"If all the millions upon millions of factors that weigh upon our choices were fully and completely known, then all could be foreseen and predetermined. But it is quite impossible for the human mind to comprehend even a fraction of these. And in that vast, dark space of ignorance lies: free will. Isn’t that marvelous? Free will is simply ignorance. It’s just the name we give to the fact that no one can ever really see everything that controls them."

the others

[the-elusive-soleil]

Chapters: 12/36 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast), The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Martin Blackwood & Sasha James & Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist & Tim Stoker, Sasha James/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist Characters: Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Martin Blackwood, Sasha James, Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus, Melanie King, Basira Hussain, Alice "Daisy" Tonner, Georgie Barker, Maedhros (Tolkien), Maglor (Tolkien), Celegorm (Tolkien), Caranthir (Tolkien), Curufin (Tolkien), Amrod (Tolkien), Amras (Tolkien), Agnes Montague, Gerard Keay, Annabelle Cane Additional Tags: Fix-It, what if I put some Feanorians in this thing?, would that make it better, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Feanorians in modern day, monster hunter Feanorians, there are 15 Valar and 15 fears (counting Extinction) and this is not a coincidence, Sasha James Lives, Gerard Keay Lives, Agnes Montague Lives, this isn't an archivist!Sasha fic but it's not NOT an archivist!Sasha fic Summary:

"He did break out, in the end. But he was changed, warped--more of an ‘it’ than a ‘him’. He had spent millenia in true nothingness, with nothing to tie him to who he once was, and so he emerged as a pure force of darkness and destruction. And instead of instigating a glorious, narratively satisfying final battle...he corrupted the other Powers, breaking them and twisting them to be things like what he now was.

We have not been able to save everyone touched by the Fears. But I like to think that we have done some good, saved at least a few lives."

Jonathan Sims has more than enough to contend with as the new head archivist of the Magnus Institute. When mysterious, purportedly ancient individuals start cropping up first in statements, then in his own life, the situation only becomes more complicated.

[quinn-fucks-shit-up]

Annabelle Cain is spider woman in the tma dimension, she just doesn't have a moral code

[hopeless-necromantics]

Annabelle Caine my spider wife, and love of my life.

[frog-inthebog]

one of these days i’m going to mix up addison cain and annabelle cane. and it’s going to be the most mortifying experience of my life

[thecorruption-thespiralsversion]

I had a long think about this.

But, yes. I agree with you at best/ Think your onto something at worse.

My preliminary analysis is as follows.

It's (1 of) the Bonzo costumes given monster consciousness. Right? Enough people where (TMA Standards) afraid of it that it was, let's call it possessed by Fear.

I mean, you listen to the same recording.

People where afraid to wear it because it's wearers often and frequently got injured.

-But we all know what those prossessions are. You wanna keep the job, you put up with the hazing rituals. You smile through and tell every "it's fine, you know what you got yourself into." Forcing yourself to put up with it.

Children were afraid of it because... I mean, take your pick. It's not about those specific fears, but the bigger one for those who forced themselves to watch despite their fear and discomfort.

-"What will the other kids say? Will they call me a wuss? Make fun of me?" And so they sit and watch. Silently, and happily less one of them notices.

The celebrities can fall under the same category as the kids. But they risk their fame and reputation.

-So they stay still, ignore, or play along and smile through it all. Or break and scream and lash out.

Some of the best manipulation tactic involve making the manipulated believe they are doing it to themselves. And the themes are all there.

Plus The Web was always involved in cinema and entertainment. Movies, films, and such.

The Magnus protocol spoilers 

TMP theory 

A TV show. Reaching out into the homes of millions, giving the more vulnerable ones a subtle nudge towards terror. Probably something for children. It never went anywhere, of course. These things rarely do. -Annabelle Cane MAG 197

My theory is that Mr. Bonzo  is a manifestation of the web it in someway  just with his creator talking about how he feels like he’s being controlled by him and of course this quote by Annabelle Cane.

[fiuworks]

MAGNUS ARCHIVES HEADCANONS!!! (PT 2!!)

spoilers prob for general appearances OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. FINALLY. IM FREE. IM FREE. ITS DONE. ITS OVER. I DONT HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THIS AGAIN. NO I DON'T PLAN ON DOING A THIRD PART. until tmagp. BUT GOD. this took me too many weeks to finish i lost my way but im back....enjoy...i worked hard for you (blowing a kiss emoji) (these arent as detailed as pt1 bc of the sheer volume of characters) pls reblog if u liked i didnt toil for nothing

[endomentendo]

Which of the circus members have the assigned avatars in your the magnus circus au?

Caine: the spiral

Caine in the show is basically screaming the spiral to me. He’s hiding secrets, possibly lying most of the time, warps reality to his whim, and his tent reminds me of the distortions hallway.

Pomni: the hunt

She fell into this role because of her actions in the first episode. She’s actively hunting for a way out of the circus, and she keeps going and going when she went into the liminal office. Plus I felt giving her the job as hunter would move her into plots in meeting these other avatars that Caine hired her for.

Bubble: the stranger manifestation

I didn’t have much ideas besides being a minion under the thumb of Caine. But I hope to write more about them in future works.

Ragatha: the web

A quote from Annabel from the podcast as she was talking to Martin. Talking about how he would’ve been perfect for the web: “you always managed to get what you wanted through smiles and shrugs and stammerings that weren’t nearly as awkward as they seemed.” This quote is what gave me the idea that she would be perfect for the web in a storytelling sense.

Jax: the slaughter

Come on, you know why

Gangle: the lonely/ the stranger

Gangle as the lonely actually tackles a concept I wanna explore. After becoming a big star in the circus, she’s adored, but that’s all she’s given. No real connections or real friends to vent to. And her fans only like her as her role, only her mask. A real life struggle many idols and stars suffer through.

But she can also fit the role of the stranger. Someone who hides behind many identities that are given to her. Since, she literally has no face behind those masks.

Zooble: the flesh/ the lonely

I’m having trouble with this idea. A friend of mine recommended the flesh and made points how fitting it can be, think of it like a perfectionist. But I don’t know since it’s too similar to a character in the magnus archives: Gerard.

Initially she was assigned as the lonely due to her isolating herself most of the time in the show. I like to think she was a teen who felt so alone in their previous life. Still workshopping.

Kinger: the corruption

If it wasn’t for his insect obsession, he would’ve fallen into the spiral instead. But the corruption fits and I love the name: Lord of the Flies. And it also gives a romantic backstory with queenie and how his obsession in this rare species of insect he found, drove his marriage into a *corrupted* one.

Able: the eye

You’ll have to wait and see 👁️

[wix-0-nightshade]

Hear me out.

Creepy-pasta x Magnus Archives. Not- REALLY Creepy-pasta. More so detective universe. Know what. I don’t know at this point. Going off of thought.

Slowly been getting into but not listening yet. I. Don’t like not listening. Anyway.

Jon is a detective. Martin is his assistant. Elias head of the police force and, Basira and Daisy there. So Jon has to work with them, right?? He doesn’t interact with them. Maybe a few words or so if they’re put on that case as support. Don’t really know how it works. But it’s working. He doesn’t physically know them or any other people all but mainly Elias and Martin who he really have to interact with. Ofc over time it gets better etc, etc.

Annabelle Caine. Having her own manor to herself and in there is Jane as well other avatars. Chaos show. Nikola isn’t quite here yet. They never get along. But Annabelle manages them but Oliver Banks went on his own path leaving them feeling the whole “World Killing” isn’t his thing.

Sasha a victim. Tim the next suspect because they were roommates through this and then he died to in the end. 👁️👁️

This is just. Rough thought I had. If you want to call it that—Idk.

Will I keep this idea. Maybe…. But for you to munch on✨✨✨

I.

Need

Opinions.

Plz

Reblog and say it- comment. Don’t really care—I need opinions and thoughts.

[therealgchu]

i've been listening to TMA again, and i thought this was annabelle

minvember 2024, 1-5: memory

my 2nd time drawing anna for minvember. just love her so much

[snekkythegreat]

Super rough draft of chapter one of my tma FNaF 6 fanfiction. I need suggestions for titles and also feedback on if it’s in character enough? Specifically with word choice in dialogue. I think I did alright but idk I appreciate feedback. This has spoilers for the s5 of the Magnus Archives

Chapter 1 - Interdimensional Entanglement

Jon’s eyes opened to emptiness. Where was he? Where was Martin? Why couldn’t he see? He waited, but the response he had become used to receiving from the Eye never came. This was quite concerning, but Jon shoved it to the back of his mind as he was accustomed to doing with unpleasant thoughts. He focused on what his other senses could tell him. He was laying down on a hard surface, covered by many hard but lightweight objects. Plastic balls? Jon sat up, the objects falling off of him. He still couldn’t see, but he could smell old grease, mold, and- pizza? He couldn’t hear anything except for the gentle hum of electricity. He was evidently in some pizza place, most likely a children’s restaurant, and not the most well-funded at that.

“Martin?” Jon called quietly. There was a second or two of silence in which Jon panicked, thinking he would be utterly alone wherever he had ended up, but his fears were proven unnecessary when he heard a soft groan beside him. “Martin! Martin, are you alright?”

“Jon…? Where are we?”

“I- I don’t know- I can’t-“

“What do you mean you don’t know, isn’t that your whole thing now?”

“I- I just don’t. The Eye is- it’s not responding to me. I can’t see anything, and not just the- er, spooky sort of seeing. I can’t see normally either. What happened? The last thing I remember was [Whatever Jon was doing when Martin was visiting Annabelle go look it up when you have time].”

“I- I was talking to Annabelle Caine, and she- she showed me this big sort of tear in- in- the fabric of the universe? I think? She was holding it open with spiderwebs and talking about how you had to take Jonah’s place in the panopticon or- or kill him, or something, to pull the entities out of our world and into the multiverse? I didn’t fully understand what she was talking about, but as I was trying to listen, I- I fell in. Into the tear. Thing. And now we’re here.”

Jon was silent for a moment, considering what he knew. It was hard not being able to draw on the Knowledge from the Eye, even if he had hated it when he had it. It wasn’t as bad as it was at Salesa’s safehouse, where he felt stifled, repressed almost. Here, Jon felt empty.

“I think I may have been pulled through the tear with you, Martin. We’re apparently linked together at a rather deep level.”

“That would be endearing if we weren’t in what looks like a run-down low-budget children’s restaurant.”

“That’s where I thought we were. Can you describe what you see?”

“Oh- right, yes, of course. We’re sitting in a sort of grimy old ballpit. It’s not in a large room, and the lights aren’t on, but enough street light is coming through the window that I can see. There are wood panel walls and floors, and a small stage with a…mascot? I think? It’s a milk crate with foam pointer hands. There are a couple tables, and- oh, there’s an employee only door in the back.”

“Hmm. How did we even get here?”

“I guess the ballpit had something to do with it. We woke up in it after all.”

“Is there… anyone around? What time is it?”

Jon heard Martin standing up and stood with him, holding his shoulder to keep his balance.

“I don’t see anyone, and my watch probably isn’t accurate. My phone’s not working either. We should probably-“

Martin was interrupted by the sound of electricity suddenly buzzing loudly behind the employees only door. He took a step towards it, but Jon pulled him back.

“Martin, we don’t know what’s in there! How do we know this isn’t some trick? I can’t Know what’s back there-”

“We’ll just have to find out the old-fashioned way, then,” Martin said with a smile in his voice.

“Martin!” Jon said, probably a bit too loudly, but Martin had already started walking towards the door. Jon reluctantly followed.

~

Of all the things Martin had expected to see behind the door, this was not one of them. What he saw before him was a man (?) in a tacky blue and yellow suit, white gloves, and wearing a bear mask. Stranger still was the tangled mess of wires and cables topped by a melted robot bear head, still lightly smoking from having been tased. Martin watched, clutching Jon’s arm as the man in the mask picked up the mess of cables and threw it into some sort of chute. He hadn’t seemed to notice the two men standing in the doorway.

“Martin, what do you see?” Jon hissed quietly, but not quietly enough to escape detection from the man in the mask, who turned sharply towards them, taser at the ready.

“Who the f*** are you two? What’re you doing here?”

The man spoke with a strange accent. It was British, but it sounded tainted with an American accent.

Martin quickly raised his hands in surrender. “Um, hello, sorry. I’m Martin and this is my- er, my friend. Jon. Please don’t tase us, we don’t know where we are. We just woke up here.”

“Likely story,” the masked man said.

“Martin, what’s going on? I can’t-“

“Jon just shut up for a second. We’re currently being held at taser-point by a strange man in a mask.”

“Wh- Oh! Oh.” Jon also raised his arms in surrender. Martin could tell he was utterly bewildered.

The masked man continued, “What are you really doing here? Breaking in here to do drugs or something?”

Martin laughed nervously, despite the gravity of the situation. “No, no, definitely not. Jon would hurl himself out a window before using drugs.”

“Then why are you here?”

“I swear, we just woke up in that ballpit. We’re- I don’t think-“ Martin sighed. “Jon, you might know how to explain this better than me.”

“I mean- not exactly? I can’t even see, and- oh, fine. This might be hard to believe, but I think we came from another universe.”

The masked man scoffed. “Oh, you two are tripping balls.”

“No, honestly, I-“ Jon sighed in frustration. “I don’t know how to prove it to you. What- what time is it? Martin’s watch is broken, and his phone isn’t giving accurate time after-“

“Look,” Martin cut in, “That doesn’t matter right now. We’ve just been through an apocalypse in which fear quite literally reigns supreme, is it alright if we stay the night here?”

The masked man seemed to think for a moment. “If you two can help me with cleaning up and doing chores tonight, I’ll let you sleep here. There aren’t any beds, and I’m not paying you.”

Martin nodded. “Yeah, we can do that. I promise we’re not- well I guess we are technically creeps in that we’re intrinsically tied to primordial entities of Fear, but-“

The masked man put up a hand to stop him. “I honestly don’t care. You’re obviously high, but I need all the help I can get around here. Here, let me print off some chore lists.”

The man went to a very old looking computer and tapped a few keys, and an equally old printer began spitting out a couple of chore lists. He picked them up and handed them to Jon and Martin. “Get to work. Let me know if you need help, I’ll be in here.”

Martin and Jon exited the room and closed it behind them, somewhat perplexed at the interaction. They got to work on the tasks the masked man had given them, Martin helping Jon with the parts that he needed to see for. It was strange, but neither had had time to fully grasp what was going on, and doing menial tasks in exchange for a place to sleep provided an adequate distraction. Something about that masked man seemed off, but as long as he got to sleep under an actual roof for once Martin was fine with it.