Pls Don't Kill Me - Tumblr Posts

Umm okay hi hello i remember that tumblr exists (again) and my now fandom is here thriving so im just, you know, post a little and sth

About me:

She/her

Originally from twi but i ran off that boat long before it had new management

I actually have no idea how to post here so please don't eat me for it

Also English is not my native language, srry 4 mistakes in advance

Here is some of my art (hopefully will post here it more, but we'll see)

First two are trades/half-commisions/idk how it is called but they are a present to my friend on occasion of her buying them on auction

And those two are an original characters of mine, cool lore with a lot of math, dimensions and godhood, mb will post about it some day

this did WAYYY better than i thought it would so um. now i cast upon you EVIL WIZARD CURSE OF MY HCS 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

reinforced by episode 101 (rip) and the whole 'breaking the right mirrors to get through the spiral' thing i figured he probably has mirror eyes. i kind of assumed it when i first heard it talk/sasha's initial description of itbut i think it would be an interesting concept if the spiral made it gouge its eyes out so it would no longer have to serve the eye/the institute

as a part of the whole mirror-eyes thing i think they wouldn't be like regular mirrors but like when you put two mirrors across from each other and it creates a funky kind of repeating hallway effect? idk how to describe it afjdjak and when you look into them properly it doesn't show you your actual normal reflection but the worst parts of your mind and makes the average person have an existential crisis

also kind of on that note but i think the distortion's hallways probably look a bit like two mirrors facing each other, like what you might imagine the fourth dimension looking like. so you can't properly tell if you're moving forward or sideways or backwards or what

the distortion has some sort of dissociation/derealization thing, michael in particular. i don't notice it as much with helen but i definitely get the impression of smth like that going on with him. maybe helen hides it more? idk

when he was alive he used to keep his hair tied up constantly bc he thought that it was too curly and 'unruly' to be left untied

lost its hairtie in sannikov land and decided fuck it, no more hair ties

dissociated the whoooole way through sannikov land and hardly remembers anything aside from vague details, the distortion part of him is the only one who remembers anything and its all in third person ofc

can hide its more distorted features but it takes a lot of effort and can only last a short amount of time (like a dayish) but when its seen in a mirror/peripheral vision/other distorted surface you can see what it actually looks like

when you look at him closely you can't really tell at what point he seperates from his surroundings, like he blurs around the edges

description of it is nearly impossible to give and is full of contradictions, only vague details can be given

anyway that's all i can think of for now. but um. have fun with it i guess

michael spiral ꩜⋆.°⭑

image id under the cut

[Image ID: A digital drawing of Michael the Distortion from the podcast the Magnus archives, done with bright eyestraining colours. Micheal is standing partially turned away from the viewer, visible from the mid-shins up. Its left shoulder is tilted down and his head twisted slightly with his chin pointed towards the bottom left of the picture, giving the impression that his proportions aren't quite right and that he is slightly contorted. Its hands are larger than normal human hands and have long, pointed fingers. Michael has pale skin and long curly blonde hair. As according to the creator's head canons, his eyes are mirrors and despite not having pupils, appear to stare wide eyed at the viewer. Its hair seems to be floating slightly. He is wearing blue trousers, a pale pink shirt and a woolen cardigan. The cardigan is oversized, hanging off his left shoulder and is rolled up around his elbows. The cardigan has a small pink collar and green cuffs and is green at the bottom edge. The rest of it is made of colourful mismatched patches, each with either a flower, a spiral, or a star on it. Michael's left hand is positioned halfway across its right shoulder as if about to adjust the sweater, or as if it is subconsciously trying to protect itself from an unknown threat, or as a warning to whoever sees it. It is left up to the viewer to decide. Behind him is his door, bent at odd angles and containing a spiralling mass of colour. He is seemingly in the Archives as can be seen from the bookselves from which the door emerges. Its body seems to glitch and bleed into its surroundings (not literally). There is some pale green light emanating from the Archive's bookshelves. w/.End ID]

Image ID for the ASCII next to its name in case it shows up weird: [Image ID: A spiral followed by a few small sparkles in ASCII. w/.End ID]

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THE FACT YOU WROTE TIGHNARI AND DIDNT TAG ME? THE AUDACITY. HOW COULD U BETRAY ME.

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hear me out the sword was their engagement ring

“I shall never forget my leaving at an inn in France the beautiful sword which Baron Steuben had presented me with at Paris. He took it from his side telling me ‘my dear Duponceau, please to accept this sword, I shall teach you how to make use of it.’ The sword was silver hiked, damasked with gold. On my way to Marseilles to embark for this country, I left it at the inn at Macon in Burgundy, and never perceived it until it was too late to retrace my steps. Eighteen months afterwards it was brought to me in this city, while I was at work with Mr. De Francy by a gentleman just arrived from France who knew the Baron, and who also knew the sword, had seen it at the inn and claimed it. The landlord, a conscientious man, had left it in the very place where I had deposited it. You may suppose I was very glad to recover it; I kept it several years: at last, after the peace, it was stolen, during my absence from the boarding-house where I lodged. All my efforts to recover it were in vain.”

— The Autobiography of Pierre du Ponceau

Gonna miss my cubitos...anyways time to rewrite Qsmp Lore cuase it doesn't make sense :)