Everyone’s Tma Ocs Are Named Like “denouement” “parthenon” Meanwhile The Show Canon Is Just.

new devastating headcanon dropped Every drawn iteration of sasha james is incorrect because she’s gone. she no longer exists. any attempt we make to capture her will forever be slightly wrong and we’ll never know because we as the listeners are cursed to hear but not observe

oh helen… my gaslighting girlboss….. absolutely shoveling this art into my mouth right now

Here’s the continuation of the Distortion post! Go check out Michael’s page:)

This is Helen’s page

A closeup of the main drawing. I really like this drawing, it’s one of the best ones I’ve made with my markers.

Here’s Helen chilling in her hotel corridors. Tbh I think we should have seen more of her hotel, it seemed very spooky and horrific:3

The background (maybe a tiny bit lazy but I like it):

And lastly a drawing of Helen Richardson! Idk how well it reads but the words on the papers on her clipboard turn into a spiral, just a neat last minute touch

Aaaand that’s the Distortion for you! I hope y’all liked it:) I worked a lot on these. Please request more tma characters you want me to make pages for, it’s super fun to make!

The corruption

when I was a kid I had a small slide in my backyard. unbeknownst to me, a hive of wasps had decided to happily homestead underneath it. so one day I decide that I wanna be a bona fide disney child star. I set up my camera near the top of the slide, perform my audition, and decide to complete my dance routine with a ride down the slide.

dear reader, now that all the stings have long since healed, that video is the single funniest product of my childhood

Hey girl! Are you Jonah Magnus? Would you like to be?

some of you need to take a ten week intensive course in how adult men interact with each other before you’re allowed to enter fandom

hey I’ve got a really cool idea for a heart/mind interaction

Soul: Ugh, I feel like I've been going crazy lately

Heart: Crazy?

Mind: Don't you fucking dare

Heart: I was crazy once

Mind: No.

Heart: They put me in a-

Mind: I'm going to put you in an early grave, if you don't shut your damn mouth

*saunters up to the Distortion, batting eyelashes* damn, are you a system of differential equations with complex eigenvalues for which the real part is possitive? because you sure are spiral and unstable 🥰

every chonny jash song is like *voice with the most autotune and layering possible* ME AT THE SUICIDE STORE *the fastest drums youve ever heard in your life* *voices in the background saying some words you arent really sure are real* ohhh my fucking god theyre arguing again *RANDOM XYLOPHONE* were like jekyll and hyde if there were 3 Of Them. and then you look at his directors commentary and hes like “gonna be honest i dont fucking know what i was doing either”

Distortion headcanons, you say….? :)

Fractals usually seem to have a pattern where the iterations get infinitely smaller.

However, the hallways and corridors and things within the distortion do not appear to shrink infinitely or anything.

This is only because the person is essentially inside of the distortion and therefore is basically also infinitely shrinking at the same rate as the place around them. To them, nothing appears to change, if that makes any sense-

Also, the “center” of the distortion is probably referring to “C” in the equation for the Mandelbrot set (Zn+1 = Zn^2 + C), which is the starting value for the set.

Uhhhh And Uh uhm er

Mirrors

Y’know that cool effect that happens when you put two mirrors up facing each other? I think that’s why they’re in the distortion.

the shrinking fractal hypothesis is canon now btw. I just made it canon actually. that is the best explanation I’ve read for infinitely branching hallways that isn’t “it’s just like that”

this is why all of you need to go out and adopt math people into your fandoms. see? see the benefits? (yes I work a STEM job. that doesn’t mean I know shit about it)

anyway that unlocked a memory. as a young child I used to sit between two facing mirrors in my house and just stare while moving my arms so they looked all messed up and honestly I think that’s why I’m like This

i don’t ever wanna hear “what are your pronouns” again. THIS is gender

Fish fear me, women

fear me, and even the most devoted Christian doubts God, in his infinite grace and mercy could make a such a thing like me. Certain rules of thumb, it would seem, apply to me. For example, being without a soul I cannot feel love, and am neuter as a being.

And now, I stand before you as I walk, a shadow of myself, but not so much that you would know to have any cause to despair, but I have seen the visions of hell.

I came to you people, aching and hollow, begging for your forgiveness. You wiped blood from my feet. Remember? I told you about how I walked through glass. I told you all these things, and you forgave me. You told me be safe. And I was happy, then. I was happy that I was in your world. I never wanted to leave.