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tawnyevergreen · 2 days
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I wonder if she’s out there
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magpod-confessions · 17 hours
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My unpopular opinion is I hate how arachnophobia gets lumped in with the Web, even in official canon, when it's CLEARLY a Corruption fear. Fear of spiders has nothing to do with being manipulated and everything to do with creepy crawly legs and sharp biting teeth with corrupting venom. I get that spider imagery is cool but I think the same effect could have been gained by using puppet imagery instead and that would have kept the designations of the Fears more clear and honest.
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wgwhw...
what are your..?
you sre a strnage one; yknow..
hmmm...
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Greetings, creature of the Crawling Rot, and well-met.
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me when I find out far too late that the cough medicine is three years out of date: the corruption is out to get me the corruption is out to get me the corruption is out to get me the corruption is out to get me the corruption is out to get me the corruption is out to
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pisscentral · 19 days
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haven’t posted any art in a bit sooo
FEAR WHEEL
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(btw yes the dice is purposefully all snake eyes, just clarifying)
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strongestpotion · 7 months
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why is it always "you have an infestation" and "oh my god why are you covered in lesions" and never "how is the wasp's nest in your attic? is it nice? does it thrum with life and malice? does it sing that you are beautiful, that you are a home, that you can be fully consumed by what loves you?"
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parageist · 7 months
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i made a meme :3
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swiffin · 4 months
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Worms…
[ID: Magnus archives fan art, Jonathan sims is in the foreground holding a handful of worms, he appears horrified, the creatures swarm the image and create most of the background.. Some of them bury themselves into Jon. Timothy stoker is in the background, trying to fend off the worms with a fire extinguisher, he is facing away from the viewer. The lighting is dark but there is a bright yellow light lighting up Jonathan sims face and a dimmer blue light backlighting Timothy stoker. End ID]
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vickozone · 3 months
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Are these YOUR avatars?
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kald-dal-art · 1 year
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All the entities of the Magnus archives in one place because i learnt that the Tumblr photo limit was higher than I thought.
Anyways this has been a fun series to draw for and have enjoyed seeing you guys feedback for it
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tra5hg0blin · 4 months
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episode 39 Infestation
whooo finally finished this piece other a month of off and on work *dies*
anyway live laugh love worms
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rosebunnys · 7 months
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here's an old thing I've never posted that I'm sharing for inktober! i really love jane prentiss's statement. gives me the chills in the best way
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uptheantares · 7 months
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Banners for each of the 14 Entities in The Magnus Archives
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the-amethyst-artist · 8 months
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The archives staff with their CO2
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cult-of-the-eye · 1 month
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Why You Should Date Each of the Entities:
The Dark:
You can't see the things that are so plainly wrong in the dark, everything is softer, more blurred at the edges. your secrets will always be safe.
The Corruption:
You will never be alone again, loved unconditionally, blindly, wildly by something that lives within you. Something that has marked you. Something that will never leave.
The Lonely:
Isn't it so peaceful? So calm? Being given your own space, living, loving in silence together. How can you be hurt if there's no one to hurt you?
The Eye:
What would you give to fully be Seen? To be understood? In your deliriously human entirety. A complex puzzle of experience and nature, dissected and pieced back together.
The Vast:
You want to be drawn in, magnetised by something larger than life, bigger than you could ever imagine. You want it to overwhelm you, the indifference in which it reacts to your all-encompassing desire. The best part of love is the falling.
The Flesh:
Meat is meat is meat. Why romanticise what is so plainly human? You are a person, made of flesh and bones, you would like to be with another person, made of flesh and bones. Simple as.
The Web:
Love me, love me not. You pull off each of the spider's legs to understand your romantic fate. It's infinitely complex, ineffable to you and your human machinations. You just want to follow the red string, hopefully finding someone on the other end.
The Slaughter:
It's me and you. You and me. Why should anyone else get in the way? I'll dig through your ribcage and curl up aside your beating heart, holding it as it ceases to beat.
The Spiral:
You don't want to understand. You just want to your hand to be taken, pulled along to dizzying adventures. Chug the slushee and relish the feeling of the brain freeze.
The End:
Everything ends. At least this way, you have more control. The relief that washes over you is no longer tinged with guilt.
The Buried:
You're surrounded on all sides by your lover, encompassed and safe. The pressure condenses your fizzing veins into hard candy and for the first time, you feel solid.
The Desolation:
Burn it down and only we are left. We are the most important people to each other and it shall stay that way, until the both of us perish. It will end as it started, with a rush of flame.
The Hunt:
You're constantly chasing the pounding, breathless feeling in your chest, craving the twist of the neck to check if I'm still watching, still five paces behind. It's presence is comforting, mingled with torturous.
The Stranger:
Fuck man I don't know how to make this one sound romantic.
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autoneurotic · 8 months
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the hunt, the vast, the buried, the stranger, the spiral, the corruption, the flesh!
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