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noirsloth · 2 months
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To create a truly eerie paper puppet, follow these instructions:
Select Your Material: Choose paper that mimics the delicate texture of human skin—thin, smooth, and pale. Consider using off-white or aged paper for an authentic look.
Prepare Your Tools: Arm yourself with sharp scissors or a precision knife. Treat each cut like a surgical incision, precise and deliberate.
Cut with Care: Begin by cutting out the puppet's body parts—limbs, torso, head—each piece resembling a section of human anatomy. The paper can yield under the blade, but it`ll go away after a few moments.
Assemble with Intention: Use glue or stitches to join the pieces together. Don’t be afraid of things getting messy - sometimes sewing or fusing flesh and bone is tricky. With patience, the puppet will make a perfect shape - a flawless reflection of human form.
Add Details: Draw or paint features onto the puppet's face — freckles, moles, pimples, and wrinkles. These details breathe life into your creation.
Test Its Movement: Attach strings or wires to articulate the puppet's joints. When you manipulate it, observe how it moves, breaths, and shows emotions. Take the time to adjust all the joints; stiff movements will easily give away the fake.
Behold Your Creation: Step back and marvel at your paper puppet. Make sure that you haven`t forgotten to add imperfections and asymmetry.
Did you manage to blur the boundaries between art and anatomy? If not, then look through the previous steps.
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fandom-zoomer · 1 month
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I think I may have come up with the best worst tma time travel “fix-it” au (imho)
Inspired by Ketakoshka's 'dread spawn' idea in their dread child jon series, Dribbledscribbles' origin story for the dread powers and extinction entity interpretation in their extinction!jon fic (and some more of the latter in their post-eyepocalypse fic too), as well as my own love for making unholy (aka fun) fusions of things and sandboxing eldritch interactions with the 'mundane' . . .
. . . I have created a post-canon, Somewhere Else, time travel ""fix-it"" story that I think might be unique (at least I've never seen any fics like it– but if I'm wrong then please please share the link!! or dm me if it's your own work hehe but no pressure!!)
(mag 160+ spoilers after this point!)
(i'm about to wax poetics here (hopefully coherently)—so you can read the story-ramble OR you can scroll to the TL;DR at the bottom to skip it & spoilers to read the nutshell & see if you're interested :3)
so get this...
The big Change happens right? But this time the Extinction is a bigger player in the game than canon, and ultimately deeply marks Jon throughout the eyepocalypse.
So when the finale happens, since Jon is now connected to the epicenter of the whole show, his 'death' and the panopticon's destruction has the simultaneous effect of baiting the Dread Powers into the Hole (via his voice in the spools of tape)– and also killing everyone trapped by the Dread Powers in the world via Jon the walking detonator thanks to being entrenched in the Extinction's influence. —Combining both his best and worst plans and realizing his worst nightmare: killing everyone and spreading the Powers to an unknown number of worlds to wreak even more havoc.
How did this happen?
Simple—but first some backstory for context.
The Extinction was more of a 'lurker', much less "outgoing" than its 'siblings'. And when it was "grandiose", well. . . it tended to leave no survivors. Thus its unrecognition by those like Robert Smirke or Jürgen Leitner.
To go back even further, the Dread entities were originally one cohesive entity with many faces and limbs. Its faces reflected the same developmental complexity as the sources of their manifestation. So those with the most diverse species feeding them held the widest capacities. Namely: the Hunt, End, and Extinction. But being a singular entity, it didn't mean much.
But as human species' family lines develop and grow more complex cognitive ability, more esoteric Dreads developed, and more faces become more complex. And the Extinction was right there from the beginning as more species died out one by one. Quietly. (...maybe? 👀)
Over time humans discovered the Powers and bonded with them, then started to classify them. From here, the Dread entity fragmented into Dread entities.
They developed their own 'consciousnesses' distinct from the hive 'mind' they once were. And, eventually, sapience. Self-awareness. Desires. Personalities. But they were still connected, part of the 'system'.
The Extinction and the Web (newer, but always sapient) are a quirky pair, the Web seeking control over everything and the Extinction seeking ultimate entropy and change upon its catastrophe.
It's hard to distinguish the Extinction exactly, its work misidentified for others with few under its own unique umbrella. Things 'unique' to it get missed due to being a misnomer and not getting clocked. (But that is the nature of the Dread Powers after all.. being a fragmentation of their original singular mass.)
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The Extinction represents the fear of disaster that will bring about the end of everything—everything you know, love, need to survive. Everything you built, worked for, hoped for. The destruction of stories and of life, of the very history written by your land—your home.
Your community. Your society. Your species.
You.
Annihilated in totality.
The Extinction represents the fear of those that come after you to replace you—worse than you, different from you. Leaving you and your history and stories (the driver of your continued existence) forgotten forever. The fear of life moving on after you, ignorant and apathetic. Your story meaningless, irrelevant.
Your community's story. Your society's story. Your species' story.
Your story.
Erased and written over.
The Web represents the fear of being controlled, fate being out of your hands—by malevolent authorities out of reach, by abusive companions or relatives, by invisible forces far beyond the human comprehension. Spinning, winding, twisting, pulling each decision in your life made for you. Until destruction of the self by your own hand.
Your struggle for change futile. Your feet following the same path. Your fate determined for you.
You forfeit control—your feet march you to your bitter demise.
The Web represents the fear of being conspired against. Scheming, plotting, planning your downfall. The loss of everything you hold dear, worked for, bled for. Spinning, twisting, scripting lies about you. Your credibility falls to pieces, your world shatters, and your story distorts.
You are kept alive by the spreading of your story. And the people have decided to trust the manufactured tale.
You are forgotten—twisted into an image of something wrong.
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Sometimes they're at odds. Where one seeks to manipulate the threads of everything endlessly, the other seeks to destroy it all so thoroughly, with such finality, as to mutate it– the schemes, the pawns, the gameboard itself.
Sometimes they're complementary. Where you watch as you lose everyone you cared for one by one, spiraling down a path darker into entropy, the irreversible nightmare, and wondering if you ever really had free will in the first place– if anyone did.
What if the end for you really was just another game to them? What if this wasn't their first round? What if you're just the next step in the grand scheme, larger than even your own universe?
Alright, now with that out of the way, let's bring back the question.
How did the Extinction change Jon, and how did this cause the altered result of the finale?
The Web has been there since the near beginning, pulling Jon along and guiding him to his next milestone in the plot. She had known the world would come to an end one way or another, and wanted to bring it about on her own terms so that she—they all—could escape it.
So when the Web saw what the Eye was doing, she had an idea. So she aided their acolytes, seeing her sibling as the perfect way to bring all of them together for the final step. And the Web set her own card onto the board: Jon.
Jon had a natural disposition for the Eye; from stubborn curiosity to the reckless pursuit for answers to even the coldest cases. Whether he knows it or not, his mind is a gaping maw for horrible knowledge—chasing after experiences disguised as answers to his burning questions so dreadful they leave scars on him like sigils of a looming doom.
While he has no affinity for the Web's machinations, he is still hers. She has no issue with guiding agents from across the court, she knows how to share. Especially when it benefits her. Jon archives each event, every little detail, with such care and readiness that he makes the perfect vessel to pull them in—to guide them out. He'd flourish best as her tool in the Watcher's sphere.
After the Watcher's Crown and the Dread Powers came into the world, the Extinction started to make its presence known. It seeped into other Domains and fed on the people's dread for permanent catastrophic change, on their fear of ruin and total desctruction. And as Jon traversed them and lived through their fear, so was he marked by the Extinction.
It seeped into his skin like oil and burned through his veins like acid. It tainted his trails with the radioactivity of human hubris and greed, twisting and mutating both the mundane and Dreadful as he passed. It closed its grasp on him with the tightness plastic rings and infected his Perceived routes with the stench of mountainous landfill and the thickness of city smog.
The Web and the Extinction had a complex relationship, but in this moment they guided the Archivist in synchronous song like a soldier being led to his final mission: dropping the nuclear bomb.
Did Jon know?
...
No.
The twines of manipulation layer labyrinthine over everything, above and below and through every angle and dimension. Even the Nigh-Omniscient Antichrist and his All-Knowing God will never fathom its depths.
He might never know that he helped start the Extinction's ritual: Raze the Earth.
Or that both the Web and the Eye knew and did nothing. (honestly, the latter's only there for the show)
So when Martin stabbed Jon and Melanie lit the gas mainline, the threads around the world snapped and the glowing light of humanity's greatest sins exploded over everything—
—and they prayed—
—and they wept—
—and the Dreads rushed out torrentially. (pulling a few strays with them)
Now for the part you were all waiting for (well I was)—the Heart of this AU
The Dread Powers and the ones who were dragged with them were transported Somewhere Else– a parallel world in a parallel universe. But they were. . . Changed from their previous/original selves.
The tag-alongs—Martin & Jon of course, but also Annabelle Cane, Oliver Banks, Simon Fairchild, and Arthur Nolan—replaced their parallels at birth, and gained partial or full amnesia to their past lives. But their personalities are altered, reflecting some aspects of their pre-finale personalities.
Except for Jon. Jon, the Pupil of the Eye, the Warhead of the Extinction, the Spools of the Web, the Archive of the Dreads and linchpin to their escape. . . was significantly destroyed in the center of the storm. He got it and so much worse—a stick so short its existence was inverted.
While they did get reach the new universe, they had to reconstruct their linchpin/Archive that they're still connected to so that his total destruction doesn't tear them apart as well (being an Extinction avatar that's now deeply connected with them, he's capable of "taking them down with him").
When Jon was reborn, he was literally thrown into the world like a meteorite, landing with an explosive blast that rendered the surrounding area a lifeless wasteland in moments. High radioactivity and a deathly curse left few flora or fauna returning before wasting away soon after. Those that 'survived' did so by being infected by the Extinction or Corruption.
It would permanently remain uninhabitable, and it would take months before the withered stillborn spawn of the sapient eldritch Dread Entities would crawl out of the jagged crater on its own, none the wiser to its tragedies.
TL;DR
The Web manipulated Jon's attempt to put a stop to the Entities' reign, utilizing the Eye's easy influence to help the Dreads escape the world and into a fresh new one before they were also destroyed in the Extinction's "Raze the World" ritual (set up by using Jon to weave toxic-filled veins throughout the world he was traversing that'll explode at once 'grand finale' style).
Jon, now deeply binded to the Entities' purest forms and still an Extinction time-bomb, was mostly destroyed during the trip to Somewhere Else and the Entities had to reconstruct him so his death wouldn't destroy them too. This led to Jon being reborn a near completely different being (with some of him preserved) as functionally the direct spawn of the Dread Powers, replacing his parallel counterpart from the new world.
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jimmyjamjammy · 8 months
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just a little something JonMart I wrote at 2am a couple of months ago
I’m a noob when it comes to Tumblr but I still wanted to at least just share some of my 2am writing, even if it doesn’t go far.
He could still feel cold, plastic hands run across his hair, his face, his neck…
He could still hear her voice. Her sing-song voice, drifting through the room. It was what made Jon suddenly wake up in front of his desk, gasping for air and clutching his chest as if it were about to detach itself and run away.
Beads of sweat had percolated on Jon’s brows. He reached a shaky hand to push his glasses back up to his nose.
Now was the time to cry, right? He certainly felt like crying, but no tears ever came. Jon never cried, especially when he was around others. But here he was alone so why… why couldn’t he cry?
“God…” his voice trembled in the air, “I- I could really do with-“
A small ratatatat of a knock on the door interrupted him. It was one Jon recognised almost too well.
Martin.
“C-Come… Come in,” he called out.
The door opened with a friendly squeak. Jon looked up to see the comforting presence of Martin looking over at him.
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
Now that was exactly what Jon wanted. A cup of tea, prepared carefully by Martin; perhaps it would even be made with love.
“Ah,” Jon rubbed his eyes, “Yes, Martin. That would be… That-“
And there.
There it finally came. A small teardrop leaked out of his eye. It rolled down his face and Jon quickly wiped it away.
That was when he realised it was more than just one teardrop.
It took Martin only a few seconds to cross over to Jon and softly take his hand.
“I’ve got you.”
In that moment, Jon’s body took complete control and wrapped itself around Martin. His head was buried in his chest and his arms gripped onto his shoulders. Jon was scared that Martin would pull away, but he didn’t. He wouldn’t.
Martin didn’t ask why. He didn’t even seem to care. Instead, he ran his fingers through Jon’s hair, not caring how uncared for it was.
Martin was going to take care of Jon.
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2ofswords · 1 month
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I’m writing a Jon/Tim fic!!
Well it’s a fic that’s mainly about Tim going back in time and trying to save Danny from the circus and then from literally everything else. Because Danny Stoker will not stay put to literally save his own life! Things escalate quickly, shenanigans ensue and Tim is having every single crisis he can possibly have!
The Ao3 details are under the cut!
Chapters: 1/14 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Danny Stoker & Tim Stoker, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist/Tim Stoker, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist & Danny Stoker, Georgie Barker/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Georgie Barker/Melanie King, Agnes Montague & Danny Stoker, Oliver Banks/Danny Stoker, Danny Stoker + Simon Fairchild Characters: Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Danny Stoker, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Georgie Barker, Simon Fairchild, Gertrude Robinson, Oliver Banks, Agnes Montague, Annabelle Cane, Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus, Gerard Keay, Tom Haan, Jane Prentiss, Melanie King, Manuela Dominguez Additional Tags: Comedy, Crack Treated Seriously, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, kind of?, For Danny at least…, Jon is still having a terrible time!, Canon typical decision-making skills, We’ll ignore the entire timeline for the sake of comedy, A lot of fun with a dash of angst, Break Up, For Georgie/Jon, Miscommunication, Tim thinks he’s in a horror movie, Jon thinks he’s in a mystery-thriller, Danny thinks he’s in a romcom, Georgie doesn’t know what this is but she wants out, Cannibalism, And other fear-related bullshitery Summary:
After the Unknowing, Tim finds himself both back in time and presented with an opportunity: With Danny still setting out for the circus he finally has the chance to not only watch but save his brother from certain doom. Or so he thinks! Turns out that keeping Danny Stoker alive is a much more difficult task than he or anyone could have imagined. And Tim will find both unlikely allies as well as very predictable enemies by trying.
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Hello! Seasons in the Archives is back with our winter event for this year, a Valentine’s-themed Gift Exchange! If you’re interested, sign up here! Signups close December 31.
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legendarymisdeeds · 2 years
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[Image ID: A near-monochromatic digital painting of Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives podcast. His back is to the viewer, but he’s turning back to face them. He’s frowning, and his mouth is downturned in an unwelcoming expression. He is naked from the waist up, and from the waist down he is wearing a curtain as a skirt. Martin is a fat white man with dark hair, dark eyes, and freckles scattered all over his body. He is standing in front of a window (that has no curtain covering it). The window is the source of the soft yellow rim light that is the only source of colour in the scene, as the image is otherwise a monochromatic grey-blue. End ID.]
I worked together on this piece for the @seasons-in-the-archives summer event with @beesabuzzin who wrote a tremendous fic which you can find here, and @j0llyb3rnzy who drew an awesome lil mini-comic that directly precedes my drawing, which you can find here. @heyitssnek did the beta reading for the fic (thank you!)
Not gonna lie to you guys: we did some awesome work! Bee, your fic is so good and tasty i wanna read it all right now, and Jolly, everything about that comic is perfect.
This story contains fairies, fae, spiders, some excellent Tim and Sasha, a curse (or something like it), and the slimiest Elias Bouchard. It’s so good. Here’s a snippet:
There was, as far as Jonathan Sims was concerned, very little good in his life. His grandmother had died with a frown on her face, her hand still and thin in Jon’s hand. His first and only relationship had fallen apart like a meteorite crumbling in the atmosphere. And now, there was a new hurdle quickly approaching him with enough force to render him breathless. Perhaps that’s why he was so protective of his new flat.
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heyitssnek · 1 year
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When Hades and Persephone broke up, Hades expected Persephone to come back, just like she always would.
But she didn’t.
 Eventually, Hades—who now goes by Georgie—was convinced by her cat to let her ex-girlfriend go and live life to the fullest. And that’s just what she decided to do.
Until she ran into Persephone in the grocery store, several centuries later.
happy valentives to @mattwife-mattnipulate-mattsplain ! i hope you enjoy this silly little persephone/hades au feat WTGFs :)))))
and thank you to @seasons-in-the-archives for having me in this event! it was quite fun :)
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shadow0haven · 2 years
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Oh look! More CatJon Leitner AU!
Mostly Jon dealing with the situation, Tim trying to cheer him up, and Martin having some problems. Plus some bonding between Jon and Martin at the end. Enjoy!
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arkturusz · 2 months
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Just self-indulgently wrote the Dark episode even though I'm not finished with the Stranger one (from the poll over on @archivus) 😭 😭, at least that'll be a shorter wait, am i right?
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avataroft4t · 4 months
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tumblr i wrote my own statement
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my-heart-of-heart · 2 months
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So normal about Jon being like I don’t remember what you looked like but the man who let you die is going to suffer for what he did to you. If only Sasha coulda seen that.
So normal about Jon being like you died hating me and wanting me dead but I’m still gonna make sure this man knows I’m ending him in your name. Sure wish Tim coulda seen that.
So normal about the fact that everyone believed Jon was losing his humanity but no one got to see the ways his love and compassion for the people he lost or who hurt him drove him to that final moment.
So normal about the fact that even after everything Jonah’s done to Jon, the only person he never thinks to get justice for is himself.
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thepunkmuppet · 3 months
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my girl celia really said have you ever heard of this one show it’s called the magnus archives and it’s a podcast distributed by rusty quill and licensed under a creative commo-
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podcast-hemocytoblast · 6 months
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What if when Michael got Distortioned he/they/it/(?) had just kept showing up to work? Imagine Gertrude comes into the archives and finds a bunch of paperwork filled out in yellow highlighter and folded into impossible shapes, and then Michael-Distortion just walks into the room door-style and sits down at his work computer so it can email Gertrude a phishing scam.
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whisperingphantasm · 11 months
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Jonathan Sims has got to be the only character who could try to become God in order to kill everyone on Earth and still have me believing in his fundamental goodness as a person.
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thetruecthulhu9 · 8 months
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Hey anyone want to be crushed by the reality that in stopping the unknowing Jon became unknown to everything around him. He stops being Jon and becomes The Archivist and the only person who acknowledges that there's anything left of the person he was is Martin.
Nikola failed a doomed ritual but it still made the Archivist a Stranger
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Spring in the Archives Event - Sign-ups
Greetings all!! It's time for another Seasons in the Archives event!! This time we bring you another edition of Spring in the Archives! This is a mini-event hosted by the Seasons in the Archives team. It is the seventh event we've organised since summer 2021 and we would love to see your creations be a part of our newest venture.
It is a small, individual event centered around the general themes of rebirth, healing, growth, and also new beginnings. Writers will be expected to make a short one shot (between 3-4k words minimum) and artists are to create one illustration to completion (whatever that means for you). We're aiming for it to be a very lowkey, low-expectations, good vibes event.
The event is hosted on discord, which means that it is compulsory for every participant to join our server. You'll be able to talk about your plans, share/ask for resources and advice, and have fun! The SITA server is full of great people who've been doing some great art, writing, beta work and sensitivity reading over the past year.
Sign-ups are open now and will run until the 20th of March, and the event will run until its posting week, the week of May 18th 2022.
Feel free to check [our pinned post] for more info about us, and [our FAQ/guidelines pages] to know about the rules to follow in our events and our server.
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