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simon adopts vast avatars like he's collecting pokemon cards. none of the fairchilds are biologically related to him, he just picks them up like stray cats and says "you're coming home with me : )"
he has a soft spot for child/teenager avatars.
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pisscentral · 27 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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wolfythewitch · 21 days
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Okay actual tma sona LMAO. He's just a waterlogged little guy
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pastellich · 8 months
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Simon Fairchild, avatar of The Vast
Made with pastel and lots of blue and white ink
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(grabbing your face) do you remember simon fairchild's statement about how he became an avatar. how he fell and the sky embraced him. i think about it all the time. how it would feel to be embraced by the vast. the entity that is about how you are insignificant before the endless void, holding you. the fact that being an avatar of the vast means loving a contradiction: you are insignificant and the entity of the vastness of everything else holds you in its embrace and takes away your mortality.
i wonder if when simon told that one guy enjoy sky blue if the reason he laughed while saying it was because he was sharing his own joy. if in his own way he wasn't being generous, sharing the experience that changed him forever. i wonder if as much as he spreads terror, maybe what he really wanted was to share that experience, and that's why he picked someone who loves sky-diving, someone who was also in love with the sky.
i wonder if that guy who was eaten by the sky isn't out there now, saying the sky held him gently in the huge jaws of endless blue, and he cried with joy as he understood. if what for his mother was a horrible experience that killed her son, for him wasn't the liberation from his mortal life and worries before the realization that we are nothing.
i wonder if simon was afraid, too, before he was in love or while he was in love with it, if he can even distinguish his love for the vast from his fear from it or it's just another facet of his adoration, something he can offer to it, if when he said he loved the sky he meant it like that, like we often love a god, with fear as strong as our adoration.
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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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masao-micchi · 5 months
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when i go into daydream land i kinda came up with idea that one of simon’s way of finding people to feed to the sky is by hanging out in care facilities aaksjasj
More tma doodles here
bonus:
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Part 2 here HAHA
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black-cat-killjoy · 6 months
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Kill them with kindness? WRONG! Enjoy sky blue ☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️
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wilkoakdraws · 5 months
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Inktober 2023, The Magnus Archives Edition - prompts 26-29!
Bonus to 28. under the cut:
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uptheantares · 8 months
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Banners for each of the 14 Entities in The Magnus Archives
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cult-of-the-eye · 2 months
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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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avariceaside · 20 days
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Space time out with @wolfythewitch's tma oc
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insanitydog25 · 1 month
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MIKE CREW [new design] ☁️
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Best part about The Magnus Archives is that there isn't really a Canon design for the characters! So new design for Mike Crew cause he has been in my mind 24/7 just jumping around like the vastard he is <3
This design is honestly a favorite but I also enjoy his blue scarf design too ( ノ^ω^)ノ
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wolfythewitch · 21 days
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The ocean and me we are buddies, pals, chums
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fr3sh-c0rn · 3 months
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murderandcoffee · 4 months
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kill them with kindness? no. enjoy sky blue, motherfuckers 🖕☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️
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