Gerard Keay sat up on Gertrude Robinson's desk, swinging his legs and feeling like shit. There was nothing specifically bad happening, just a heavy feeling pressing down on him and a general sense of wrongness in his person. But he could ignore that. He yawned as Gertrude Robinson walked back into her office. She frowned at him. "Gerard get off my desk, you're not a cat." Gerard raised his eyebrows and slipped off the surface, knocking a pen onto the ground as he did. He grunted in frustration and picked it up, placing it back where it came from. "Now is Michael Shelley in yet?" Gay Little Gerrymichael Leitner hunting Originally posted on Ao3

ShadowPlay is a working title for an alternate universe DoorKeay (Gerard Keay and Michael Shelley) fan fiction based on the characters of The Magnus Archives and The Mangus Protocol. 18+ When Gerard Keay a depressed. starving artist meets an unsettling but handsome stranger in a coffee shop, strange things start happening. An enemies to friends to lovers story, this mostly fluff-based AU with a hint of angst and occasional near-death experiences will take you on an emotional but fulfilling ride.

[This story has been abandoned, Im sorry to say. Its incredibly cringey to my current self, and frankly i just forgot too much about TMA as time went on to keep writing the characters in good faith without them being too OOC or lore divergent. If you enjoy this fic i encourage you to write your own!] Spoilers for up to mag 200 The archives crew have found themselves transported to a strange house in a rather nonsensical neighbourhood, with avatars who should be dead as their neighbours. With no way to die and a strange force whom most certainly is not the author, what hijinks will ensue? I believe in 2015 style chatfic supremacy so I HAD to make this. This is one of my first fics ever so I may not be the best at it, but i hope that atleast I can entertain anyone who reads. art done by me Technically an everyone lives AU except they still died, they just got better

Elias was blind, not a fool. Being the heir to the throne of a kingdom ruled with a iron fist wasn't his calling, and he knew it. His father held many secrets, and he wanted out. But upon leaving his home and meeting a number of unlikely companions, what he discovers is something much darker than he could have imagined. A/N: the POVs switch around a lot, and the start off points are kinda sloppy and short. Also I have no clue if I'll finish this sucker ahahah ^^'

The Head Archivist of The Magnus Institute needs some sleep. It's 3 am, and he's been working, but he has to know more. Sleep or work? What shall he choose?

Spoilers for all of The Magnus Archives!!! Also Sympathetic/OG Elias time because uhhh I wanna self indulge in headcanon Elias. Jonah Magnus though? AHAH, no thank you. He can cease. Painfully.

a gift for my lovely husband :3