robyniguess
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my mother sold me to freddy fazbear co. and all i got were these stupid jester twinks by robyniguess
Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's
22 Aug 2025
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your mother sells you to freddy fazbear co. hijinks ensue
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a bunch of short stories i've written for my creative writing club! prompts given + additional tags about the story will be in the notes!!
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“Goddamnit,” Gerry sighed.
Michael looked up from his food – less than fancy fast food that the two had decided upon on after an annoying day of work. “What is it?”
“Look out the window, it's absolutely pouring.”(aka, gerry and michael go to get food and get caught in a rainstorm)
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The Distortion and Its Experience Being A Who by robyniguess
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
22 Mar 2024
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Gerard knew that with his boyfriend now being more it than boy, things might be a bit weird. ... What was more difficult was that it seemed Michael, whatever it was, didn't know anything about now being "human".
aka, the distortion learning about human things and gerry trying to help him
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lonely!michael and desolation!gerry live in a lighthouse, but michael sometimes falls back into the want for feeling alone caused by the lonely
this was written for a creative writing club prompt that just said "write a fanfic", and i thought might as well do this because i've has this au brewing in my head
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At that thought Gerry’s eyes followed Michael’s hands to his lips and saw the grape poised against his mouth as if for a kiss, the color bright against the pink of his lips, parting against it. Everything about him was beautiful and careful. Everything looked deliberate.
“Michael,” he said, blankly, “I think I want to be a grape.”in which grapes
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dark honey from the dying day by takingyournarrative
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
21 Mar 2021
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Gerry’s face was still, focused, and Michael could feel himself losing blood, which was strange, but Gerry’s cheeks were flooding with color and it was mesmerizing, beautiful — he’d seen him come home after feeding, flush-faced and revitalized, but he’d never watched it happen as he could now. Gerry was exquisite. He never ceased to be.
in which turning is slow and the sun sets every day.
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24 Jul 2023
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sad and yet so good, i think about this fic consistently whenever im enjoying the sun or generally thinking abt vampires
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“We need each other, especially now,” Tim said solemnly. Martin just nodded. “Everything’s different, and it’s not gonna go back to how it was when we get back to work. And I, personally, don’t trust anyone else in that place but you guys.”
“Right now, I just want to focus on us, not…the institute,” Martin said, brushing back Tim’s hair. He kissed his forehead, and Tim melted against the touch. “And this is pretty nice…”
“Where do we go from here, then?” Jon asked, hesitant glances passing to each of them.
“I say we go to Camelot,” Tim said.
“I’d like to…” Sasha said sheepishly.
“As would I…” Martin said.
Jon took a deep breath, and he nodded slowly. “Camelot it is, then.”
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Rewriting the whole series with polychives, shenanigans, and bullying Elias (and Peter). This starts as a chatfic, but quickly becomes a hybrid chatfic/regular fic.Series
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a flag of white, but i'm not scared by takingyournarrative
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
05 Sep 2021
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The city burned neon and Michael Shelley was having the time of his life. His hair had fallen out of its bun half an hour ago and he could see it in his peripheral vision, reflecting red and violet light from the street; the air was dry but he thought he’d seen heat lightning on the horizon at least twice now. He had a knife in hand and an assailant at his back, and there were few things he liked better than a good chase.
in which there's a chase, and more knife kissing, because i only know how to write two things i guess!
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24 Jul 2023
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don't come calling my name by takingyournarrative for hypnoshatesme
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
12 Sep 2021
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“Michael,” he called when he thought he was close enough to be intimidating.
The witch looked up, hands still buried in his basket of flowers, grey eyes flashing — curiously, not fiercely — in the dying sun. “Hello!” he called. The lilt in his voice was familiar, but Gerry had never heard it this close, never directed at him. It was a nice sound.
It was not the point. “Can you do fucking something about the visitors?”in which they make out at knifepoint in a flower field, because why not?
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24 Jul 2023