Crawling Back To Tumblr After Like 2 Months Of Not Doing Any Art To Post This Piece Of Shit Uwu

Crawling back to tumblr after like 2 months of not doing any art to post this piece of shit uwu

Posting the autographs I got at the festival [which I am sosososo grateful for, Anusia & Ryan & Shahan are the sweetest and I’m so glad I got the chance to meet them!!] a with a little ramble underneath [i swear it’s something!]

There was a great Q&A held where people honestly asked fantastic questions I wouldn’t have thought of, I had my hand raised but honestly the only question I could think of in the moment was did Colin eat his fish.

He totally did, if you ask me, anyway

Back in the hotel and KICKING myself over forgetting my biggest question / thought about the Magnus universe in general, so I’m gonna share it!;

The extinction was made prominent as an up and coming fear in archives, obviously, and it was also made clear that there was no counter power or whatever — until protocol.

Jon, The Archivist, Chester, whatever you see them as, is the extinction. Ready to end everything for everyone on a whim.

Martin, Norris, A Vessel To The Lonely, the opposite.

Yes, he spread the fear — but he also spread humanity, humanity thrives and grows and is meant to be shared, and it is far from perfect.

Martin is humanity.

And Jon, is the extinction coiled around it.

Maybe in every universe the embodiment of the extinction and humanity fall inlove. Maybe in one of them it doesn’t doom their world.

— 👁️☁️ —

Honestly !! A concept I need people to write about, Christ, it’s just so MMM. Anyway. Thank you for listening =w=

Happy TMA or whatever I have an Angel Martin sketch and Jon [WIP I abandoned] because I have no other motivation

I think Martin would be a weeping Angel

Oh yeah. Forgot to mention. Um. If you were at London podfest and received or took a badge/button/pin from me or my jacket [check my page for photos of said jacket], you’re now a part of worm boys worm nation™️.

So. Ah. That’s a thing. You don’t have any responsibilities, but once everyone is joined as one in my glorious squirmy clew, the world will confirm to wriggling, writhing, etc.

And you thought those buttons were free! Ha!! Welcome to the clew worms and wormettes, squirmers and squirmees. I did tell alot of you I served the corruption, but you didn’t listen! 🪱

When I was 12 I broke my wrist and my father decided to take a selfie at 2am while we were in A&E.

Anyway, I found the photo and redrew it as Elias and Jon. Because it’s fitting.

Good god the brainrot has gotten to me