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Gerry: *stimming*
Michael: ...
Gerry: *stopping* Oh, sorry. Heh, didn't even reali—
Michael: Marry me.
Gerry: What?
Michael: *already in a wedding dress and holding a bouquet*
Helen: *playing the Wedding March with a kazoo*
Gertrude: *holding a file of statments as a bible* Gerard Anthony Keay , Do you take Michael Shelley as your lawful spouse, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until The Apocalypse (or I) do you part?
Gerry, somehow in a suit now: WAIT A FUCKING SECOND—
Eric,tearing up and saying in a really high-pitched voice: I'm so proud of you!
I absolutely loved those Gerry headcannons!!! do you have any Michael ones?
OKAY SO, IDK HOW TO FORMAT THIS SO I'M JUST GOING TO MAKE A LIST AND ROLL WITH IT.
'Michael' absolutely adore birds. Especially the ones who are not able to fly. He thinks these are the ones who deserve the most love because the earth has already robbed them of what would rightfully be theirs (the sky) without them even suspecting. They're not even aware of it. 'Michael' sometimes 'cry' (as much as the things that roll out of his eyes can be called 'tears') when he sinks too deep into this thought. (You're welcome, Radium & Percy)
Michael is usually a really patient person when it comes to other people messing up tasks, or just having a hard time doing anything in general, but they can get really frustrated when the same thing happens to him and WILL need some quiet time to process his feelings when it does.
He has blood pressure issues and will faint if he get's up too quickly (projection)
He has a little spiral-sun tattoo on the back of his neck :)
As 'Michael' Distortion, it can change it's form indefinitely, but more often then not it will do it unconsciously when some very strong emotion hits it (like anger, joy, fear or embarrassment)
He really loves the sea and beach-related things. One of his hobbies before being consumed by the distortion was collecting shells that he found in the sand and giving them as jewelry to those he cared about. Gertrude has 2, Gerry has 7... until now.
Michael is a humanitarian activist and used to participate in several NGOs for various social causes and was part of the Greenpeace UK for several years.
Cried several times reading The Song of Achilles and still can't bring himself to read it again even after The Distortion got him.
- Who Broke It -
I had this in mind for so long, I finally made it!
[My take on the character designs]
^^ for reference ^^


Be ace, be aware redraw (?) of last year's post

gertrude robinson???
post courtesy of my boygriend @st4rcryptid


Getrude Robinson sketching for this WIP

I once asked her what drove her, what had started her down that path. She told me the Desolation had killed her cat. // MAG160: The Eye Opens
Gertrude Robinson from The Magnus Archives could sacrifice me to an Eldritch Horror and I’d thank her

I once asked her what drove her, what had started her down that path. She told me the Desolation had killed her cat. // MAG160: The Eye Opens
Gertrude Robinson from The Magnus Archives could sacrifice me to an Eldritch Horror and I’d thank her


I just remembered it’s my blog and I can post whatever I want.



A list of archivists that gets less and less canon as it goes on

first sketch of my boy gerry keay. he is finally happy (for now).

even more doodles of my love oblivious and innocent gerry <3 ignoe micheals door still holding put for gerrymicheal tbh. watch me write now canon coffee shop au fics for them :)
Imagining neighbouring residents seeing this malnourished man of perhaps less than average height clambering into Gertrude flat wheezing like a broken bellows
They definitely called the cops out of fear that this weird man would injure himself
Sometimes we must remember
Season Two!Jon = Funniest Jon
he thought he was subtle
HE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING SECRETIVE (and was SHOCKED, SHOCKED I tell you, when people called him out)

T H I S D O R K
Oh god not another one-
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Soo... I got possessed again by The Web, so Eye Lady is once again breaking tradition, being brave, and shoving this down for all of you to witness.
It is the perfect (in my opinion) fic for Jon lovers, Jon protectors and those who really don’t want Jonah to exist (I deleted him for you :D). I plan to update it weekly, and Chapter 2 is already written and ready for timed posting.
So ye... behold!
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Summary:
In most other universes, Mr Spider succeeds in Marking Jonathan "Jon" Sims with the power of The Web at the tender age of 8 years old.
This action would begin a spiral of circumstances that, in most cases, leads the young boy to the Magnus Institute, where one manipulative piece of work twists him into nothing more than a cosmic lynchpin for an apocalyptic ritual that may or may not come to pass.
But in this timeline, a Desolation-Huntresses, a Private Eye and an End-Beholding Sectioned Officer get in the way, burning Mr Spider, his book and his domain before the young boys' eyes.
Ever since, Jonathan Sims has done everything he can to repay the favour, training under the Desolation-Huntress, burning any Leitner he finds, and fighting off the wrath of the supernatural. He has friends to help him with his goals, and all in all, life is... manageable.
Yet on quiet nights, a question tends to resurface... one no one seems to have an answer to.
What did Mr Spider mean when it called him Little Archive? -------------------- AKA; A retrospective on the life of Leitner Hunter Jonathan "Jon" Sims, beginning from the burning of Mr Spider.