Martinblackwood Stories

Jonathan is extremely overworked he's relying on coffee to survive and now Martin is concerned Warnings - • Descriptions of panic attacks • Guilt • Denying yourself basic needs

Reading is the perfect way to spend with your partners

"But it was more than Loneliness, wasn't it, Martin? It was terror, too. Don't you remember how that terror felt? Feel it again. Feed on it." Or, Peter Lukas imposes the Lonely onto Martin.

Jon likes to wear fun, patterned socks, so of course Martin would get him the Grinch meal that comes with special socks.

Finally, There's a sense of piece between the avatars of the fears. They all get along, for the most part, and the world is still in one piece. Jon, Martin, and Michael have found a peaceful life with each other and tries to spend as much time with each other as possible. As Jon was playing games with Michael and spending time with Martin, something strange happens. Michael starts suddenly lets out a loud and painful scream. As he screams, Martin and Jon notices just how much more distorted Michael is then usual. They also notices that Michael seems to be separating into two people. After about 5 minutes of Michael's distorted screams of pain, and Jon panicking, they discovers that Michael Shelley and Michael Distortion had separated. What will Jon, Martin, and the two Michaels do? How will the other Avatars react? There will be ships in this, so if you don't like ships like Michael x Jon x Martin and other non-canon ships, just ignore them in here or don't acknowledge the book in general.

Death was something humanity had pondered ever since it had evolved the ability to do so. What happened after death? Was there an afterlife? Was there a higher power that judged the dead on their life, sending them to either eternal punishment or eternal happiness? It was an unanswerable question with infinite possibilities. Not even Jon could answer it when he was practically omniscient.

shitty lil thing with a few fandoms I like bc it's been a minute and hahahahahah, I'm sorry

The Magnus Institute is a selective boarding school located in the rolling fields of Kent. For the most part, it's your regular boarding school, the biggest worry your latest essay or what might be served for lunch. Until a teacher goes missing. Ms Robinson, a women who has never taken a day off in her life, suddenly vanishes into the night. After a few weeks, it's all been brushed over, and the school's moved on. But one student can't let it go. For Jon Sims, there are too many loose ends. Why hadn't she told anyone where she was going? Why was her room left in shambles? He soon ropes his friends Tim, Sasha, and Martin into helping him investigate. It all comes to a head when Martin finds Ms. Robinson dead in the maintenance tunnels below the school. She was murdered. Join Jon and his friends and discover what is really going on at The Magnus Institute.

"I was not expecting this. This was so much more. You have stayed the hungry hunters, You have locked Death's door. For all your skulking, slinking, sneering. For all I was fearing;" This is a magnus archives fanfic, we do not own any of the art (unless we claim it outright) and we do not own the Magnus Archives or any of the characters used in this fic, all credit for the characters goes to Rusty Quil Productions, please go support them on YouTube!

a gift for my lovely husband :3

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 ^^'

pain and suffering after mag 200 + obsession over tmagp SPOILERS FOR BOTH I REPEAT SPOILERS

The Magnus Archives. Timothy Stoker is down in the storage room recording himself with an extra tape-recorder, his suspicions and how he personal felt about the real Sasha, his friend, a person he had a good bond with. knowing he can't quit his job he's going insane. This is a short story, I have no thoughts of adding much to it.

she was free. she was free. she was here and she was free and the door was closed. where she was now, well, she'd have to figure that one out.

MAG 160 except the world doesn't end.

tma oneshots <3 No characters belong to me!!

It's a coffee shop, it's three people who have opposing opinions on hot drinks written by someone who only likes hot cocoa. Sweater sharing and happiness ensue. Coffee shop au It's jonmartim (jon+martin+tim) and it's as fluffy as a good cow :D No warnings to add, there will be no sadness or angst or anything Chapters: 3/? Word count: 656 Characters: Jonathan Sims (The Archivist), Martin Blackwood, Timothy Stoker, other characters mentioned I really like ao3's way of tagging but I don't know how to use ao3 which is why i'm putting all this info in the description (Autistic Jon, Martin, and Tim, They/them Jon, Trans Martin, Bi Jon and Tim, Gay Martin, Demisexual Tim) Cover art by me! Note: I am not a "good" writer in any way, and I'm not very good at keeping the characters still themselves. This is just for fun, but! I think I have pretty good grammar so you win some you lose some.

A fluffy JonMartin oneshot I wrote on a whim. Cover: lazy_stars on Instagram

Intentionally bad Magnus Archives s1 crackfic (??) inspired by the first bit of episode 161 please enjoy. its litreally horrible but it will fulfill 13 y/o me's dream of having a regularly updated fic on here (characters belong to Rusty Quill and Jonathan Sims)

Jon woke up and opened his eyes. He felt... well-rested for once. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt that. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd closed his eyes to sleep. - Title from Hozier's song Like Real People Do