She|her 🇵🇱 - https://aziu.carrd.co - [TMA fanartist count: 26 days] I don't recommend relying on me for fanart I will dissappear and you'll never see me in the fandom ever again-
these are just my current headcanons, as well as some things I've seen from others. idk who came up with the Sam amputee hc but I rlly fwi! These aren't final, so feel free to tell me your hcs in the comments, I'd love to hear about them!!
Colin, Lena & Celia are next, and if i find the time I'll try to work on some others like Bonzo etc.
“I think I’m done with Magnus stuff” Sam, my brother in christ, this is called the Magnus Protocol and we are at episode twelve. You may be done with magnus stuff, but magnus stuff is not done with you
this will probably be disproven across episodes but I have the Gwen brainrot so indulge me.
I know a lot of people hope that Elias is out walking around happy and high, but see the Magnus institute burned down in 1999. Jonah took Elias in 1996.
So don't imagine Gwendolyn coming 'home' after a few years studying on daddy's money, daddy's name and daddy's contempt that his youngest daughter seems perfectly fine with ignoring what is expected from a Bouchard.
Don't imagine Gwen running into her brother one night after he himself hasn't been in their family house for weeks. And realising the thing in front of her isn't Elias.
The stone cold sober, easy smiling man with impeccable posture is not the man who taught her how to play their parents to secure a peaceful life and a place in the will at the same time.
The eyes looking back at her never winked at her from across the dinner table, never shed tears of rage at the golden chains around both of them, never looked at her at her lowest and told her everything would be okay one day. Because those eyes do not belong to Elias.
'A promotion' it tells her, with the same pride Elias used to talk about a student strike that would absolutely wreck their name if it were printed on papers, but this thing wouldn't do that because this thing is. Not. Her. Brother. But she's almost as good at acting as it is, so she plays along. 'Head of the Magnus Institute'.
And Gwen knows very little of the Magnus institute. But she knows enough about Elias Bouchard. She knows about Allan and the eyeless thing that got to him, tale whispered in a panic on the night she first saw her brother as a child instead of a role model. She knows about the letter that arrived unprompted. She knows the stories of what goes on inside the too old building.
And she knows how easy it is to get her hands on gasoline for the bits of it that aren't already flammable.
When she's called in as his emergency contact, she feigns shock at the fire, throws the bone that 'the idiot couldn't even keep his fucking lighter straight' between tears.
She throws the ashes off a foggy cliff onto the sea and attends the empty casket funeral with the same expression she learns to carry from that day on. And after years of clipped conversation, she does what she promised Elias to never do.
'Get me in.' She tells her father. And his smile of relief at 'still having a worthy heir' on the day of his son's funeral sickens her. But she keeps the same expression.
Because she may have killed the thing that took Elias. But the OIAR is the place that can tell her what she killed exactly.
alright so! this is one of my first animatics, i hope u guys like it, and id love to do the whole song eventually its got some genius lyrics for tma (its forest by twenty one pilots btw, a blast from the past) id be thankful if u reblogged it!! alright thats all bye
Trying my hand at some cover art for the newest episode of The Magnus Protocol, I've been in a collage mood lately and it was interesting hunting down the words for this in magazines.
Images used come from the Wiki Commons and belong to the public domain.
every time you think about a body part that you don't like (me for example, I don't like my facial hair) you must immediately think about a different part of your body that you do like.
for example if I'm feeling dysphoric about the stubble on my face, I must also think about how I like the curvature of my arms, or how I like the unique amber-green coloring of my eyes. it can be any compliment about your appearance that you can think of
I feel like one of the main things that makes dysphoria so rough is that there isn't any balance between criticism and compliment, and the more you think about parts of your body that you don't like, the more they become a focus in your head
sorry for the rambly post but I'm going to be trying this, and I hope it helps someone else who sees this post too
I would immediately be suspicious of any argument that leans heavily on dehumanizing the Middle East. A big reason why the world has let Palestinian genocide go on for this long is because to them Arabs are misogynistic homophobic violent backwards terrorists, so many people have grown comfortable to the idea that war is inherent to Arab countries—because they literally see Arabs as subhuman. This has been their strategy for years and years and years. It’s literally the same cycle over and over again.
the “i don’t speak french” crisis monologue from jon in mag 102 is so funny out of context but in context it’s absolutely crushing because it’s a marking of his gradual realization he’s slowly becoming less “Jonathan sims” and more “The archivist, avatar of the beholding” and i screamed when it first clicked