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Prompt Post: The Magnus Archives #1
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1. All comments to the meme must be anonymous. Linking to fills on AO3/Tumblr/website of your choice is allowed, but comments here must still be posted anon.
2. Concrit is welcome if the author requests it, but character bashing, kink shaming, and hijacking threads by derailing prompts with contrary comments or asking for additions to the prompt are not allowed.
3. Warning for spoilers and subjects such as non-con, incest, underage, character death and worms is highly recommended, but not mandatory.
4. Crossover prompts between Rusty Quill Gaming and The Magnus Archives may be posted to both posts.
5. Please link all fills to the fill post.
6. Don't be an asshole. Mods reserve the right to freeze, screen or delete at their discretion.
7. While it should go without saying (kink meme and all) please be advised that much of the content here may not be appropriate for individuals under 18.
8. Update: All prompts can be filled by more than one person. Two cakes (or three, or four) are always appreciated.
While spoiler warnings are not required, if you would like to spoiler cut anything, you can use the following code:
<div tabindex="-1"><b>spoiler title</b><div>Some spoilery content.</div></div>
Prompting Guidelines
1. The prompt should begin with "Prompt:"
2. The fill should begin with "Fill:". Otherwise there should be no change to the title.
2. Include the names of the character(s) or pairing(s) in the title, followed by the kink or trope if applicable. Pairings should be formatted A/B(/C/D).
3. If you would like to provide warnings, please put them in the first line of the comment to prevent the titles from getting too long.
And example title: Prompt: Jon/Plant monster, sex pollen
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FILL (1/?): Tim Stoker/Michael, weird sex
(Anonymous) 2020-01-25 03:01 am (UTC)(link)“God damn it,” Tim grumbled. “What do you want?” The creature he knew as Michael regarded him quizzically.
“Not the Archivist,” it said.
“Oh,” said Tim. “If you’re looking for Jon, he’s not here. He’s off god-knows-where, doing god-knows-what spooky fuckery.”
“No…” said Michael. “I am here for you, Not-The-Archivist.” Tim grimaced at that form of address.
“I have a name, you know.”
“Oh? And what is your name?”
“It’s—” Tim cast his mind about, nervously. “It’s Abraham.” He fell back on his old joke nickname and hoped he sounded confident enough, but Michael merely giggled.
“No, it is not. Abraham Stoker is a real name, but it is not yours. I have heard what the others in the Archives call you, and it is not that. But fear not, Not-The-Archivist. My power is not in knowing or control. It is in deception. Names, the concept of a self, the notion of accurately labeling one, these things are… of little use to me. But,” Michael took a long stride towards Tim, “you are uncomfortable when I call you Not-The-Archivist. So, I should call you…?”
“Tim. And you’re Michael.”
The Distortion laughed again.
“Am? I do not know. I doubt even anybody in the Archives could answer that. But it is something to call me.”
“Fine. Michael, you still haven’t answered my first question. What do you want?”
“You do not Compel as the Archivist does,” said Michael, drawing ever nearer. “What I want… is… to understand. I have seen you, Tim Not-The-Archivist, and you are very different than he is.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” said Tim. “Understand what?”
All that separated him from this distorted figure was one measly office table, which Michael towered over, bearing down on Tim. Its curls seemed to reach out in every direction conceivable—and even some that weren’t—touching Tim, caressing him, drawing him away from himself. He sat upright in his chair, determined to hold his ground.
“Understand… you,” Michael continued. “What you do. And understand… myself. Part of me was once of your ilk, a Michael who searched for answers, longed to know. And there were… other things that Michael longed for, in his memory and future. I feel it. I remember desires that are not mine, but I do not understand, and the feeling compounds, as is my nature. But you, Not-The-Archivist, you do what he does not want and what she denied her want of and what Michael wanted but did not always have. And so, what I want… is to do what I remember but do not know. Michael, before he was me, was many things, and so I am… curious.”
Tim shook his head. He rubbed his temples and squinted at the creature craning over him. It didn’t help.
“I’m sorry, I’m not following,” he said. “You want to use the Archives for research?”
“No,” said Michael. “You. Not-The-Archivist. Tim. You do the things that Michael wanted and I remember. You bring companions to your home and undo them without lies or corridors.” At this point, Michael was leaning so far forward that its nose, if it had had a defined boundary, would have been pressed against Tim’s. “You know them, but it is not the Knowing that is done here. They… enjoy it. You enjoy it. I have seen you and your companions in your home. It is wanted. What Michael wanted. What… I want.”
“You… you’re talking about sex,” said Tim. Michael smiled, timidly at first, but the grin quickly grew to encompass more space than the face occupied. Then, it reached out and grabbed Tim by the shoulders, its knife-like fingertips ever so slightly grazing the back of his neck.
“Yes!” The Distortion was positively gleeful. “I want sex. Michael wanted it many times, but I believe just once will be enough for my needs. Thank you, Tim.”
“Now, wait just a minute,” said Tim. “You can’t just have sex with me. I haven’t agreed to this.”
“But you will.”
“Well, isn’t someone confident? Look, I get that you’re tall with luscious hair, but I’m not going to fuck a monster. No offense,” Tim backtracked, realizing that it was probably best to be diplomatic with a horny eldritch horror with knives for hands. “But I only have sex with humans.”
“Why?”
“Because I know how to have sex with humans. And I know how they have sex with me.”
“Because you’ve had sex with them before.”
“Yes.”
“And you don’t know how to have sex… with monsters.”
“Correct.”
“But you want to.”
“I—” Tim stopped. Did he want to? He looked at Michael, who smirked at him.
“I know the Beholding, Tim Not-The-Archivist.”
“Please stop calling me that.”
“It drew you to it because of who you are. You want to know. And I am curious too. This is… a rare alignment of circumstances. An opportunity to know, to learn, to teach, to… satisfy.” Michael gestured at the door that had just appeared beside him. “Shall we start now?”
Tim considered all of this. On the one hand, sleeping with a fear monster was a textbook example of a bad idea and would almost certainly damn him in some way. On the other hand, he was already bound to the Institute, so how much more damned could he get? It had been a while since he’d slept with anybody, and here was a… somebody with all the charm of an ingenue but who could clearly give enthusiastic, unabashed consent. Plus, he had to admit, those fingers were intriguing. Tim glanced nervously at the door.
“How about I stop on the way home to pick up a bottle of wine, and you meet me there?”
Re: FILL (1/?): Tim Stoker/Michael, weird sex
(Anonymous) 2020-01-25 12:48 pm (UTC)(link)And I also die at the idea that Michael separates Beholding into the binary of The Archivist and Not-The-Archivist. It suits its way of being OH-so-well, and I really love it as a take.
And Tim's sass! Sublime!