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Together

Despite the fact the two of you were of a completely different species, you could safely say that you and Polypa had one of the closest relationships you possibly could have. It was why she had followed you across the vacuum of space and time, through countless realities, and had somehow yet again found you. She was someone you treasured above all. In this reality, where cultures mixed and divided and fought, you tried your best to do what she needed. There were times as a moirail you felt quite helpless- and others you felt at your element. Gathering every pillow, blanket, and sheet in your house as you headed towards your room was one of those ‘in your element’ days. Tossing the blankets onto the floor you stripped your bed and proceeded to empty out the floor of your closet. After years of doing all this your closet floor was decidedly bare- a few shoes and boxes and some clothes that had slipped off their hangers. Polypa wouldn’t care about the mess stacked next to your bed- what would matter would be the inside of the closet. A warm enclosed space filled with the scent of you. The first layer was the fitted sheets, pinning them to the floor so they stretched out, this was important for the mess you’d both make later. The second layer was the couch cushions and then the thin sheets. An elevated platform so you weren’t sleeping on the literal floor. You’d learned the hard way that it would hurt your back to continuously do that. From there you draped the duvets over the entire mound before putting the more comfortable pillows down. By the time the entire thing was done it looked like a nest. Perhaps the closest thing you could create to a feels jam pile. Wiping off your hands you gave it one more look over before leaving your bedroom. She had said she’d be there soon- which for Polypa was as vague as either an hour or five minutes. Passing by the thermostat you turned the heat up slightly before continuing to the kitchen. Tossing the popcorn into the microwave you rooted around in the fridge for some sodas.

“What movies are we watching tonight?”

“Jesus!”

You jumped whipping around to find Polypa sitting on your counter. Giving you a mischievous grin she continued to wind her usual bandages around one of her legs.

“Well?” She asked after you had calmed down.

“We’re watching The Notebook and Where The Lovely Indigo Attempts To Start A Matespritship With A Cavalreaper Unaware That They Are The Moirail To Their Kismesis Who Wishes To Pursue A Red Relationship With Them.” You personally hated how long troll movie names were, always a mouthful that was more the synopsis of the movie than leaving anything to surprise. Then again you appreciated they were up front about the plot. Humming appreciatively Polypa tucked the remaining bandage away and hopped off the counter.

“Subbed or dubbed?”

“There’s options for both.”

“Good.”

“We’re watching The Notebook first.”

“Why?”

“Because your movie is four hours long.” You deadpanned earning an unrepentant grin.

“Well if that’s the case then we’re watching Alternian anime tonight too.”

“Troll Naruto?”

“Troll Guren Laagan.”

“I hate you.”

“Pale for you too.” She looked entirely too smug as she grabbed the popcorn, dumping it into the large olive green bowl you had out. She knew that the show always made you cry- even worse than the human Guren Laagan did. Following behind her with your drinks you couldn’t help but smile despite that. You’d both be crying by the time the credits rolled but at least you’d be enjoying the time spent together.

Just like you always did.

Would it be alright to request either a short fic or just some headcanons of mspar/reader<>polypa? Specifically mspar making a pillow fort as like a human version of a feels jam pile? I love polypa so much and you write her so well!

Ahhhh thank you so much! She's honestly one of my favorites and writing her is so much fun. I do apologize that the fic doesn't actually have her till more towards the end but I hope its what you like! If not feel free to come back and request something different.

Miss You

The fact that trolls are so much… Bigger than humans never ceases to amaze you. Perhaps the biggest of them all are the purples. They tower over other trolls and all but dwarf humans as fully grown adults. Straddling Marvus’ thigh like you are seems to highlight this fact. Your feet barely graze the ground and as he reclines in his seat you swallow thickly. His eyes are hooded and intent on your face as you gaze back at him. He looks completely relaxed with one arm cushioning the back of his head and the other dangling loosely over the armrest.

“Well baby, you asked for this.” He purrs, sending heat straight to your stomach. His pupils are blown, belt undone and zipper pulled down to expose the way his bulge writhes in interest. He’d gone commando today and the sight made your mouth water. A clawed hand drags over one of your knees and you suck in a breath. “C’mon baby, don’t be shy now.” His thigh flexes underneath you and your hips give an involuntary jerk. Your hands are resting on his lower stomach, the sweat slicked satin of his shirt clutched in your fingers.

When you fail to move again he bounces his leg and lets out a low growl. The movement causes you to gasp as your front collides with his. The hand that had been cushioning his head cups the back of yours to pull you into a filthy kiss. His tongue drags roughly over your own and then snakes over your teeth before he finally pulls back. Panting in a daze you glance into the hypnotic purple of his eyes.

“Ride me.”

You clutch at his hips for a better angle and give another experimental roll of your hips. Pleasure zings through you and Marvus gives a low and pleased groan.

“That’s it, yeah baby- mmmn.” You watch in fascination as his bulge seems to curl around itself to try and get some friction. “God you look so fuckin depraved.” He leered, flexing his leg in time with your grinding. Letting out a quiet moan you let one of your hands trail down to his bulge causing him to curse as his hips arched at the sudden contact. “No-,” He snapped snatching your hand away as he forced your hips down harder on his thigh, “No baby, tonight be all about you. Take your pleasure.” He guided your hips into a rougher pace and you whined as your toes curled, hunching over you he places open mouthed kisses along your neck and jaw before pulling away ever so slightly.

“Take your pleasure and I’ll take mine.”

The way his voice drops and how his hand keeps you moving hard and slow against him has your orgasm approaching quickly. You want to pull away, to stop just to prolong the feeling, but that’s not what Marvus has in store tonight. Your hips stutter as you grow closer and you curse.

“That’s it baby- come for me.”

Your hips jackrabbit against his thigh as the orgasm takes you. He doesn’t give you a moment to recover as he keeps you moving. The pleasure unrelenting.

“Marvus-,”

“Shh,” He purrs, something wicked in his expression, “I told you to take your pleasure.”

I come simply to ask for some thigh riding with marvus, gender neutral reader if possible

You got it anon!

hey hey! I would like to req some headcanons of Marvus and his human s/o whos more into rock music genre (but still is super supportive of marvus even tho they dk whats gg on in the rap scene??) Thanks!!

The great thing about Marvus is that despite his music being centered on rap- he actually does like most music.

So when you bring him your phone and show him some “Earth Rock” he’s all about it.

Though his expertise is rap, after all on Alternia rap sells the best, he isn’t a stranger to rock.

After listening to a few songs you obviously like he’s going to hunt down the Alternian equivalent. Just for you.

Music is a great way to forge a connection and Marvus knows this the best.

He definitely sends you random rock songs he happens to find.

Of course knowing what type of music you usually like helps him to figure out the angle he needs to work to get you into his music.

Its a gradual shift that’s helped along by your own support of what he does.

He appreciates the fact you’re interested in what he does even if most of it flies right over your head.

You’ve got the best seats in the house wherever he happens to perform and if you happen to like an Alternian rock band?

He’ll get you the best seats there too.

Though he has to be careful about what you seem to gravitate too.

There’s quite a language barrier and sometimes what sounds pleasing to you causes anxiety to him.

The thought of you painting a big ol target on your back with the media you consume is no small worry.

Even the smallest infraction could be a death sentence or worse.

But he does enjoy those quiet times you two curl up and listen to both of your music together.

Its a welcomed softness in the usual harsh reality that Alternia commands.

Lights Down Low

“Those tight enough for you baby?” Marvus asked as he checked the straps for the fourth time since he’d tied them. It had taken Marvus some time to get used to your wants and turn-ons, especially in this regard. He was always intimately aware that he could seriously hurt you by bringing what he still thought of as ‘black-rom’ activities into play. Humans weren’t as sturdy as trolls and despite your reassurances he couldn’t help but worry. You gave him as reassuring a smile as you could.

“It feels as good as the first time you asked. Why don’t you kiss me and I’ll show you?”

His fangs peeked out slightly as he smiled and then his lips were on yours. They were careful and steady as he let you set the pace at first. Nothing more than a dry brushing of skin that became more and more insistent until you were panting into his mouth as he crushed himself against you. His tongue swiped along your lip slowly, a steady wet pressure that dipped into your mouth. Instinctively you attempted to wrap your arms around his shoulders only to feel them firmly locked above your head. With a low moan you leaned forward as much as you could to kiss him harder.

“Marvus.”

“Mmmm… Its alright handsome, just let me take care of you.” He purred just barely pulling away from your lips. You were panting more obviously now, slick and wanting as sweat began to bead along your brow. There was the barest hint of a flush along his cheeks and shoulders, a tinge of purple to his otherwise grey skin. Glancing up at his face you could see the slight dilation to his pupils and the slices of purple that would soon overtake his irises. They were intoxicating as they stared back at you. His lips twitched with a tiny smirk before they descended along your neck. Your gasp was caught in your throat as he licked a wet stripe right along your jugular and into the hollow of your throat. He nipped lightly at your collarbones and the thrill of having those razor sharp teeth against your vulnerable neck had your toes curling. Taking his sweet time he dragged his lips down along your skin until he reached your hips. You risked glancing down and exhaled shakily to find him staring directly up at you. Eyes widening slightly as he gave you a wicked grin and dipped his head down lower to blow lightly on your entrance.

“Don’t worry babe,” He rumbled lowly, “I won’t bite- too hard.”

“Marvus please-,”

“Shh… I’ve got you.” His hands were deceptively gentle as they wrapped around your thighs, lifting them to your chest before his mouth was finally were you wanted it.

“Fuck!” You shouted arms jerking in their restraints as he gave a hard suck and nipped teasingly along your entrance. He chuckled and the vibrations sent pleasure zinging along your lower half. He dragged his fangs slowly downwards before his tongue replaced them licking greedily between your legs and sucking between licks. The pleasure continued to mount as he continued to eat you out without a care in the world.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-,” He pulled away from you and your chanting cut off into a distressed whine. “Marvus.”

“You’re not cumming until I say you can.” He told you seriously waiting for you to calm just enough you weren’t there on the edge. You gave your straps another tug as your hips twisted looking for any type of friction they could get.

“Marvus please.”

“Mmmm, sorry pretty boy. Its my turn to play tonight.” You looked at where he was propped up on his elbows, lower face glistening from spit and slick as he licked his lips. As if having been waiting for your cue he dipped back between your legs and began his ministrations anew. You’d have cursed him out if the breath hadn’t been punched from your lungs with a particularly filthy curl of his tongue inside you. Legs shaking you moaned loudly and tried to lower yourself further onto his tongue. He pulled out with a slick slide of friction that had your hips stuttering against nothing.

“Fuck- please. Please just- just-,” You cursed struggling against the straps as he simply watched you. His relaxed facade was ruined by how blown wide his pupils were and the tell-tale grind of his hips against the bed.

“You want me baby?”

“Yes! Yes I want you please- please- please.”

“Aw, don’t worry-,” He leaned back onto his knees giving you the perfect view as he slowly peeled his boxers down his hips. They were stained a dark purple and the fact he’d gotten so wet just from eating you out made you throb with want. How he managed to shimmy them off without looking ridiculous was beyond your comprehension at the moment but one minute he was kicking them off and the next he was crawling up your body and settling his hips between your legs. “I promise you’ll be screaming soon enough.”

His hands found your hips as he curled over you, pulling them up just enough that his bulge could slide in. You both moaned as his hips met yours. Body taut as you adjusted to the feel of him deep inside you Marvus breathed heavily next to your ear. He was so much colder than a human and the sensation had you painfully close to the edge again as his bulge writhed inside you. With a stuttering breath you began to relax and Marvus gave a testing grind of his hips. Your voice pitched up an octave as your legs snapped around his waist. Each filthy little grind of his hips and constant flex of his bulge against your walls sent that knot in your stomach just a little tighter. Just a little closer to the edge. His claws scraped against your skin as his grip switched from your hips to your thighs again and he gave your body a harsh yank against him slamming you further onto his bulge. Your arms were beginning to ache in the best way as he continued to thrust and rock his hips in time with the flex and thrust of his bulge. The tip hit just the right spot and with a full bodied jolt you realized he’d been adjusting you to hit your g-spot.

“Shit-,” He grinned against your neck as he bore down on you harder.

“That’s right- fuck you feel so good. My pretty boy so tight and hot. Fuck. Squeeze my bulge just like that-,” He moaned and ground against you giving you even more friction to work with. Hips jerking against his you were quickly approaching the edge. Pulse pounding in your ears as the pleasure mounted.

“Goddamn it Marvus don’t stop.” You hissed out between clenched teeth. Marvus snarled against you and the shock of such a sound coming from him sent you straight over the edge. Clenching hard around him you all but screamed his name as your hips stuttered through an orgasm. Marvus’ breath left him as if he’d been hit, body going ridged before crushing you into the mattress. It creaked dangerously under the force of his last thrust and you shuddered as cold genetic material flooded you.

“Fuck- you’re a mess.” He laughed quietly as his bulge finally retreated. It scrapped against your overly sensitive walls causing you to buck your hips with a whine. You could feel it leaking out of you causing you to shiver. “Lemme get your hands loose.” He murmured when it was clear you were nothing but a boneless heap. Slurring something that you were pretty sure was an appreciative noise your arms finally flopped down to your sides. Your wrists were red from where you had been yanking at your restraints but you knew it wasn’t something you’d be feeling in the morning. You couldn’t say the same about the ache in your hips and legs though. With careful hands Marvus gathered you up into his arms and you smiled as you nuzzled into his chest.

“Gonna get you cleaned up m’kay baby?”

You nodded tiredly, eyes already slipping closed before the two of you even entered the bathroom. Marvus would take care of you.

Okay!! I wanted some edging stuff, with afab transmasc reader, if that's chill. Maybe bondage as well?

Thanks so much for the request! I'll have it up in just a bit! This is exactly what I needed to know for an nsfw request, thank you for being descriptive! Hopefully the fic meets your expectations but if it doesn't feel free to slide into by inbox again.

a a a a your writings sjfhdh 😭👌 thank you for blessing all of us your writings (esp wif marvus) 👁👁

Thank you so much anon! I'm glad you've enjoyed what I've posted with marvus thus far. A reminder to everyone that stumbles upon my blog that requests are still open if you'd like something specific to enjoy! I'm happy to do one shots, headcanons, etc so don't feel shy!

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WHERE DID YOU GUYS COME FROM????

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Mors Speaks

One of these days I'm just gonna go feral and write self indulgent X Reader fics of my favs but Marvus simps are still here and must be fed. They are appreciated deeply but this is not a Marvus only blog and I am one free moment away from screaming into the abyss about my favs. Which probably won't get as many likes or reblogs but they're self indulgent for a reason lol. But worry not because I am always taking requests and asks for writing especially because the ideas thrown my way are serotonin in these crazy ass times.

Heyo! I was wondering if i could ask for a spicy pt 2 to 'That [redated]",by chance?

I'd be happy to! What would you like me to include? Here's my FAQs if that'll help!

https://morsartis.tumblr.com/post/652307814891536384/faqs

Oh, i thought you abandoned the blog. The fic was amazing! Can... can you continue it just a bit?

-♦️ Anon

Nope! Still kicking just busy with life. Gonna take a lot more to remove me from this hellsite. Thank you so much for the compliment though you're gonna have to be more specific. If you need help with what to include here's my faqs for you!

https://morsartis.tumblr.com/post/652307814891536384/faqs

Hey just checking that youre ok!

I'm doing well! Just been busy with my job and real life in general. Haven't had as much time to write as I'd like but at least I'm making some money lol

Let's Link

The bass was pounding hard enough you couldn’t tell where the music ended and your pulse began. Sandwiched between Marvus and a wall you could hear the party in full swing not even a scant few feet from the hallway the two of you were hidden in. Let’s Link still blaring through the speakers as Marvus’ face dipped lower. You bit your fist to stifle the frankly embarrassing moan that wanted to slip out. It was an entirely inappropriate time to be grinding against each other like horny teenagers when he had to be out on stage in just a scant few minutes but damn if it didn’t just make the entire situation that much hotter. You tightened your legs around his waist causing him to hiss against your jugular, his claws dug furrows into the wall and you hoped no one would notice that until the both of you were long gone from the party.

“Damn it, if this wasn’t a fuckin gig I swear-,” He snarled his own moan cutting him off as you pulled him in closer by his horns. His lips were quick to find yours hot and heavy as you both panted and moaned. He licked along your bottom lip before pressing in and soon the music was drowned out as the two of you continued to make out. You should have been trying to calm down, trying to pretend that you both weren’t horny and far too close to the edge. Every roll of his hips against yours, every nip and kiss, the iron grip he had on your hip to drag you closer as his other hand clawed at the wall- you were so close it was nearing painful.

“Aaaaaaannnnnnddddd lets hear it for our next act: MARVUS XOLOTO!!!”

“Fuck!” You snapped as the announcer called for him. Marvus growled and bared his teeth, eyes scarlet with rage at being interrupted.

“When this party is over we’re finishing what we started.” He hissed in your ear before pulling away. You let out a small whine as all the friction was taken away from you. The crowd was cheering wildly as he set you down on the ground again- you had to grab the wall to stay standing, your legs shaky from nearly getting to get off. He was lucky to be wearing plain black pants even though they were skin tight, no doubt there would have been an obvious stain had he been wearing his normal ones. He leaned down for one more lingering kiss before finally heading towards the stage. You swore yet again slamming your fist into the wall as you slid down to sit. The party couldn’t be over soon enough.

Lets Link by WhoHeem That's it. That's the prompt. ~♦️ anon

Alright tried something a little spicier for this ask if that's okay! Posting it now and hope its well worth the wait! Thanks again for the request Diamond Anon!

Another request! Reader loses a bet and has to be Marvus' PA(personal assistant) for a day while he's doing work stuff. Or maybe a bet with his main manager to see how long they could last/ keep him in check during a packed day. Take this where ya want. ~♦️ Anon

Its up now! So sorry about the long wait and thank you for your patience! Hopefully its what you wanted but if not feel free to slide into my inbox again.

The Bets Are On

You didn't always get dragged along on tours with Marvus, preferring to stay away from the sheer chaos of the limelight. It wasn't that you hated it but you certainly weren't a big fan of having Marvus within reach and yet still not being able to see him. The packed schedule that came with his tours were a drag and you weren't even bound by them. But Ourani and Revell had both asked you to be there, it was important that Marvus and his band were seen in a positive light while on an Earth bound tour. A surprising side effect of the current alliance between the two was the fact bands were allowed to perform on both planets for the first time. It was an opportunity that no one in the entertainment industry could pass up on- not even Marvus. Which was why you were there- they were trying to involve as many humans as possible as a show of good faith. Revell had been the most excited about it as the band's human sensitivity trainer. The fact he wasn't even human in the first place was both amusing and a glaring sign of Alternia's many problems. It'd be insulting if Revell wasn't so serious about his job, often consulting as many humans as he possibly could over the most minute detail and advocating for an actual human to do the training instead of himself. Unfortunately his hands were tied on that front.

Lost in your own thoughts you nearly fell off the chair you were sitting in when Ourani slammed the door to the break room open looking frazzled. His usually slightly wrinkled but tidy clothes were a wreck- tie askew and shirt buttoned wrong with his hair sticking up at odd angles. He looked like he'd survived a mob. "Thaaaat's it! I caaaan't do this aaaanymore! Maaaarvus is driving me to drink!" He shrieked the second the door swung closed behind him. You winced slightly and gave him a sympathetic smile.

"How I've laaaasted this long is aaaa daaaamn mystery!" He continued tossing his clipboard onto the table. You could only imagine what he'd been having to deal with.

"What did he do this time?"

"Whaaaat did he do this time? This time? Its less whaaaat he’s done aaaand more whaaaat he’s going to do! He purposely faaaailed every single humaaaan sensitivity course he waaaas instructed to taaaake! Do you haaaave aaaany ideaaaa how haaaard it waaaas to even get him to those courses? Its like trying to herd feraaaal purr-beaaaasts!” He all but wailed sinking down into the chair opposite from you. It creaked under his weight- built more for humans than adult trolls- and you feared it might collapse under the poor rust blood. The last thing he needed to happen when he was already this close to a break down.

“I know I talk a lot of shit about Marvus but he can’t be that bad.”

Those were clearly the wrong words to say to Marvus’ top personal assistant as Ourani looked at you with an expression bordering on murderous and manic.

“Oh, you think so huh? You think you caaaan haaaandle being Maaaarvus’ Personaaaal Aaaasistaaaant? You think you can do better thaaaan I caaaan? Fine! Why don’t you do my job todaaaay then? He’s got aaaa full schedule aaaand haaaas aaaalreaaaady shown signs of trying to blow it aaaall off!”

“Uh-,”

“Even better ideaaaa! We’ll maaaake aaaa bet out of it. If you caaaan get Maaaarvus to staaaay on traaaack I’ll paaaay some of thaaaat debt you owe to Gorjek.”

“Wh-,”

“Aaaand if you lose? I’ll finaaaally quit!” He was grinning wildly now, eyes bright with glee at the thought of quitting.

“How about if I win you just schedule Marvus a little down time?” You offered instead. Trying to hopefully keep him from losing it further.

“Fine.” He replied looking slightly less like he might jump over the table and throttle you or the next person to walk into the break room. With a more steadying breath Ourani extended his hand to shake on the bet and you gladly took it. Anything to keep him from going full American Psycho on everyone there. You both nearly lept out of your skins when his phone went off to let him know his short break was over. "How about that bet starts now and you go home to get some actual sleep?" You offered, Ourani nodded vigorously to that already shoving his clipboard into your hands. He couldn't seem to get out of there fast enough it seemed. You hoped he'd get some actual rest, the poor guy was one of the most overworked people on the job. Glancing down at the clipboard you winced. Ourani really wasn’t kidding when he said Marvus had a full schedule, looks like you could kiss any other plans you had today goodbye. Straightening out your clothes you went to go find Marvus- wherever he could have gotten. Most likely he wouldn’t be trying to hide from you. He’d be expecting Ourani to be the one trying to hunt him down.

You’d been wandering for five minutes when you finally found him. He was actually where he was supposed to be- chatting with his bandmates who immediately perked up to see you.

“Oh shit! Look who it is.”

“Hey guys, mind if I steal Marvus away for a second?” You asked cheerfully. His bandmates had a soft spot for you and it was easy to get them to agree. Their soft spot would make this bet a little easier to win, hopefully.

“Whatchu need babes?” Marvus asked once the two of you had gotten far enough away. You smiled up at him warmly. "Well, first off-," You grabbed the sides of his purple jacket to pull him down closer to your height, "I'd like a kiss." "Shit babe, all you had ta do was ask." He grinned leaning into you. His arm carefully wrapped around your waist as he tilted your chin up to get better access. You huffed a small laugh as he gave your lip a small nip before kissing you. Letting your eyes close for a brief moment to fully enjoy the kiss you cupped his jaw with your hands before regretfully having to pull back- Marvus attempting to follow you. "Secondly," You murmured interrupted by another brief kiss, "You have a meeting in two minutes." "What." You grinned at his flat off guard tone. Not being able to help yourself as you giggled. "I have your entire schedule for the day." "No."

"Mm, yes."

"Babe-,"

"You also have a meeting with Revell to talk about those courses you flunked out of."

"How-,"

"Ourani went home for the day, I'm gonna be your PA so he can actually get some sleep."

"Oh?"

"Don't get any ideas." You interrupted already knowing where his mind was going, "I'm going to make sure you get through your entire schedule whether you like it or not."

"C'mon, just give me an hour." "I might consider it-," He grinned, "After we get through your schedule."

Marvus pouted.

“Work Marvus. Focus on work.”

“Aww, but you be lookin’ so cute when you take charge.”

“And you’ll be a lot more appealing when you actually do your job.”

“Damn.” He muttered under his breath already standing back up to his full height. “Alright baby, guess we cans go to this meeting.”

It looked, at least for the moment, you might actually win this bet.

Then again, you had yet to get him to go to his meeting with Revell. For some reason those two couldn’t stand each other- you’d zoned out briefly during one of his rants only catching something vague about their ancestors that only confused you more. Revell was actually a kind troll though his threshold for what he dubbed ‘highblood nonsense’ was practically nonexistent. He seemed rather fascinated by human culture, often asking you questions on things he didn’t quite understand- some of his questions not even you could answer with any degree of accuracy. But, Marvus and him were known for their fights. Not even in the pitch leaning way either. You had yet to witness their fights but Ourani had talked about them looking pale and shaky- considering the fact that he’d been witness to the usual Alternian concert slaughter fests that happened with Marvus you had to admit you were afraid to see what could shake him like that. If Marvus' PR team was surprised to see him actually at the meeting they didn't say, though they seemed happy to see you with him. Taking your seat next to Marvus you glanced down at the schedule again. He had this meeting, his meeting with Revel, an autograph signing, and then a meeting with a lesser known human band you hadn't even heard of. Knowing Marvus all of these would be a few hours each.

“You bein’ awfully quiet over there.” Marvus murmured to you while his PR team bickered. You glanced up from the clipboard you’d been staring a hole through to give him a flat look. Better to not put him on edge.

“Just trying to figure out how to get you from point A to point B.”

“C’mon baby I ain’t that bad.”

“Ourani would beg to differ.”

“Then he can fuckin’ beg.”

You smacked his arm earning a small chuckle as he turned back to the meeting.

This was going to be a very long day.

have ya’ll heard about “Kinou Nani Tabeta?”

based on Yoshinaga Fumi’s manga by the same name, it’s a slice-of-life food-focused JDrama about a couple in their 40s who live together, a hairdresser by the name of Kenji Yabuki and his boyfriend Shiro Kakei who is a lawyer but also loves to cook.

it has been praised for its healthy and realistic depiction of gay domestic life, as well as what the various issues and nuances of being gay. Including:

Heteros™ that mean well

Gay Fear™

supportive straight women listening to the gays rant

well-meaning “when are you gonna get married?” parents

supportive parents!

misconceptions

especially about heteronormativity 

gay civil issues (also gay elders!!!!!!)

being out (or not) at work

trying to live your truth

and most importantly…

GAY PEOPLE BEING HAPPY

thank you for coming to my ted talk

Fandom Masterlist

Ah fuck here we go. Trying to keep this up to date will be an adventure.

HOMESTUCK

FRIENDSIM/PESTERQUEST

TRANSFORMERS

MARVEL

616 MARVEL

DC

SONIC (plot twist I adore my fast boy and friends)

POKEMON

STAR TREK

ARCANE

STAR WARS

THE ARCANA

LOTR

TMNT

X-MEN

HETALIA

SUPERNATURAL

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA (not confident in this one but I've read the Manga and watched the anime so...)

FNAF

SHERLOCK

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It was no secret that trolls reacted differently to things concerning romance, as someone who was somewhat well versed in quadrants by now you could say that there really was some method to the madness. Truth be told it was all extremely straightforward- unless you were a clown. Gods above and below did that throw a wrench in things. From symbolism and ritual all the way down to the odd taboo clowns just loved to make things interesting- and often contradictory- despite being in a relationship with Marvus for as long as you had been those damn clowns still confounded you. 

Still, you’d learned to pick up on certain tells. Little mannerisms your matesprite couldn’t help himself from doing each and every time. Sipping at your drink as the troll next to you continued to ramble on- about what you had long lost track of- it was very clear they were getting on Marvus’ nerves. Really, he wasn’t subtle. Not anymore. The twitch of his ears every time your companion laughed at something they’d said, the flex of his hands around his cane when they leaned into your personal space. Honestly it was starting to get a little funny. They weren’t even hitting for your red quadrant- just making over the top and cartoonishly exaggerated small talk- but clearly Marvus had different feelings on the matter. Some time between them plopping down in your booth and throwing an arm around your shoulders Marvus had started inching his way closer and closer. He made a good show of it, of rambling and ‘wandering’ around the club. To the untrained eye he’d only ‘accidentally’ find himself back at your table.  “Ohmygoddd is that Marvvvy Xoloto? I legit can’t! Are you two here together?” The teal was now half sprawled across you to gawk openly like a stereotypical drunk sorority girl. One hand wrapped around a solo cup and the other still clinging to your shoulders. It was clearly getting to Marvus as you saw his brow twitch and his grin become a little more forced. Taking the solo cup from their glitter smeared claws you set it on the table and carefully guided them back into a sitting position. Your newly appointed bestie still refused to remove their arm from around your shoulders and while that didn’t bother you it was clearly bothering your matesprite more and more.  “Like Baaabeee, you should totally ask him to hang out with us!”

You couldn’t even attempt to stop the barking laughter that statement caused. The straw that broke the metaphorical camel’s back as Marvus all but appeared at your side to sneer a wide grin down at your companion- you should really remember their name because they seemed like a blast- and placed a single hand down on the table to lean over the two of you. Abruptly your companion stopped giggling along with you in favor of staring gobsmacked up at him.  “Omg babes did I like black out or did he teleport cause dayum!”  Marvus’ near livid red eyes softened a shade towards orange in confusion.  “Exactly how drunk are you right now?” You asked them in amusement.  “Ooooo what’s that earth show saying thang??? Oh! Oh! Oh! I found a liquor store and I drank it! Yeah! That’s the one.” “Let’s call you a cab then.”

“Awww but I wanna party!” Their arms wrapped around you in a vice as they pouted down at you. The shiny metallic sequins of their crop top were digging into your skin and you had a suspicion that there would be glitter in your hair for days to come. A low growl emanated from above you and to both your horror and amusement the teal blew a raspberry at him. 

“Ay tealz, wat tha fck you think you doin?”

“I am having a great time with my new bestie! Now buzz off grumpy pants!” They pointed a finger right in Marvus’ face causing him to go cross eyed and threw their legs over you to practically sit in your lap. Oh, you needed their name and number because they were now your favorite person. Giggling hysterically you patted their knee. Marvus was starting to look somewhere between murderous and exasperated. 

“That’s my matesprite yo’ dumbass is feelin’ up tealz.”

“Omggg you two are together together?? That’s adorable!” And yet they didn’t budge an inch. 

“Marvus could you help me get them into a cab?” You asked earning another whine from them. 

“But the party isn’t even over yet!” 

“Ye, but it be lookin like you dun had enough.” Marvus ground out. 

It took you wrapping an arm around their waist and half dragging half herding them towards the exit before they stopped whining. Marvus had been more than happy to clear the way and get them a cab which is when the night went from interesting to insane. Marvus had been trying to subtly goad the teal off of you as you waited for a cab but they had simply wrapped themselves more firmly around you. As the time for the cab dragged on Marvus continued to grow more agitated until finally, finally, the cab pulled up. 

“We should go to another party.” Ellari- you’d finally gotten a name- slurs cheerfully attempting to drag you with them to the cab. Marvus takes a step towards the both of you.  “I think it’s closing time for you.” You reply. Ellari pouts exaggeratedly and pulls you into a hug.  “Well you better call meee! I need a party buddy!”  “Of course, of course-,” You yelp suddenly when they pull back and with a wicked grin move faster than any drunk has any right to move.  “See ya next time babe!” They shout diving into the cab as quickly as their stilettoes would allow. 

“You sneaky mother-,” Marvus snarls suddenly lunging for the cab as it speeds off. He spends a moment swearing at the rapidly speeding cab as it escapes and you place a hand on your rear still stinging with the slap. As the situation finally catches up with you a laugh begins to bubble up. Marvus whirls around to look at you completely bewildered as you start to cackle until tears streak down from the corners of your eyes. 

“Wats so damn funny babes?” He asks warily eyes narrowing slightly. You shake your head still laughing too hard to speak as he approaches you. Its not until he bends down to be level with you that the laughter begins to die off. There’s a look in his eyes that’s familiar and sends your stomach in nervous knots. A plotting look of suspicion that turns his eyes dark. 

“Were you tryna make a clown jealous baby?” 

Oh shit. 

A shark like grin spreads across his face and before you can explain he has you up in his arms. 

Officially screwed is putting it lightly. 

You can try hard to forget the holiday of 4/13 but you won't. I won't let you.

happy homestuck day you fuckers, i've tried to escape this hell for years, as you can see i've not succeeded. fuck.

i feel like this has been done before but fuck it happy 4/13!!

YES. GOOOODDDDD. XD The Dorito Clown roast was great! Next request! Some stupid troll red flirting with reader while Marv is like, right there. Maybe reader plays coy to piss Marvus off. Xoxo, ♦️Anon

You have no idea the joy this request just gave me. Finally an excuse to do some casual worldbuilding. Or would it be behavior building? Either way, any excuse to slip in some troll romance headcanons is fine by me! I’ll have it up soon and I hope you’ll enjoy it! Thank you again for the wonderful requests Diamond Anon!

Hey! Your writing was awesome! I've just discovered Marvus and his clowny glory a little but ago. So I've been binging his tags. Can I get a thing about his makeup? Kinda like Clowndaydreams' post about it if you want some direction! Thank youuuu! (O3<)~♡

Babe, you have no idea the power you just handed me. Like. Words cannot express the unholy glee that currently possesses me. I am gonna assume you want headcanons instead of an actual fic but if you wanted an actual fic feel free to send in another ask. Thank you so much for the compliment by the way! I’m glad people are enjoying my writing! I’m also gonna apologise because I wasn’t exactly sure what all you wanted me to cover and couldn’t really find the post mentioned (tumblr likes to test me some days I swear) so if I missed something or didn’t get it right just pop up in my inbox again no sweat! 

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Okay so to start this off:

- Clowns get personal when it comes to the paint. It's a huge part of their identity and while things about the paint can change with time- it's all extremely well thought out. 

- Marvus is not an exception to this. Every part of his persona lends to his paint and vise versa. 

- Clowns, as a virtue, are rarely ever barefaced. If you manage to see one without their makeup then you’re both in it for the long haul. 

- Marvus is a little more touchy about the paint than others would assume. There are a lot of people who want to know what he looks like underneath and so he’s extremely hesitant to get anywhere near close enough to someone for something like that. He’s extremely wary when it starts getting to that point and has crashed and burned some of his own relationships out of fear that they’re just gonna snap some pictures and run for the hills.  

- You will know when he’s getting to that point because your man is suddenly showing the worse of himself in the days coming up to it. He’s putting you through the gauntlet just to make absolutely sure you’re as committed as he is in this relationship. 

- One would assume that he’d take it off to sleep and to a point- yes. He does. Usually. But Marvus isn’t about to risk it with a quad. There’s gonna be a lot of sleeping separately when he’s truly, honestly, sleeping. Naps can be had together as he’s naturally prone to wake up at the slightest hint of a disturbance. But just sleeping together where he’s down and out for the count? Nope. Which brings me to another point.

- Marvus putting you through the gauntlet (which is almost like he’s suddenly flipping quads on you- he isn’t but it feels like it) is also him sleeping over a lot more. He stays up until you fall asleep though. Its his contemplation time which is really just him overthinking lol. 

-When he does show you what his bare face looks like you’re gonna notice a sudden flip back to being the dumbass you know and love complete with an apology. He’s gonna go back to being sweet for a while. When you’re settling back in is when he’s gonna pull this off. He asks to spend the night which isn’t unusual anymore and when you go to bed he’ll wait a moment before washing off the paint and joining you. You might not notice until morning when he’s in the bathroom putting it back on again. 

- How you react is how well this is gonna go over. Try not to make a big deal out of it as you being calm will keep Marvus calmed. Make no mistake, he looks nonchalant about this but its a huge thing for him and if you act like its a big deal he’s gonna get a little shy about it. Cringing away from it all until he gets used to it. You being calm, however, means that he’s gonna settle into this quicker. 

- I kind of derailed for a moment so whoops. Let me rectify that!

-I headcanon clown face ‘paint’ as being a pretty wide variety of things. Like most clowns use greasepaint but there's more than just that. There’s powder-based, regular face paint like the type you’d get at a fair, airbrush styled, and more. It just depends on the troll. 

- Marvus does not use greasepaint. He uses either the powder-based stuff which is a lot like human makeup and less lightly to get runny or melt when he’s performing or the airbrushed type. Both are extremely resilient and damn near impossible to smudge. Which is perfect for him even if it means a little extra scrubbing to remove it. 

- For clowns putting on the paint is fairly ritualistic. There’s no damn way you’re gonna be allowed to put it on them for them. Though Marvus may be convinced to let you watch and/or hand him the things he needs. Even that much is considered pushing it but Marvus is noticeably more relaxed than others if you manage to get to that point. 

- However, if you ever reach up and smooth out a little uneven line? Marvus is probably gonna look at you like you’re his entire world. Which at that point you pretty much are. 

- As far as makeup goes its a fairly universal thing in Alternian culture. At least in more modern times. Its like how makeup is on earth though clowns put a more personal take on it. 

- He’s not gonna bat an eye at your own makeup if you have it. Hell, he’s gonna wanna tag along to see what you like and where you go to get it. He’s also gonna know what makeup you use the most of and will be keeping it stocked in his hive and also with him on tour on the off chance you happen to drop in. He’s got you in this regard. 

- I should mention that if you were to turn this into a two way street, Marvus is gonna get real emotional real quick. Its a culture difference thing. For clowns keeping another’s paint- especially the exact type the other uses for them?- is a way of saying you’re in this forever. Now, Marvus isn’t gonna assume things with this because he knows the other castes don’t have such a heavy emphasis on this shit and assumes its a similar thing with humans. Its gonna lead to a pretty long discussion and probably one of the few times he’s gonna be serious. He may even drop the quirk just to make sure the point gets across. 

- If you still insist though? Good luck ever getting rid of him. Or rather, you’re gonna have to hold him back from trying to get at anyone- and I do mean anyone- trying at the quad you share with him. He also extends this same violence to others that think they can jeopardize his quad by flirting and getting handsy with him. Marvus may be the alpha fuckboi amongst the fuckbrothers of the fuckboi fraternity but at this point? He is certainly not as lackadaisical about people coming onto him as he used to be. There is now a hard limit set in place and people better respect it. He’s gonna be a little more violence-prone until everything settles and he feels secure in the relationship again. You might have to bodily get between him and a few people (looking at Zebruh as the only fool stupid enough to push his luck) but the violence is pretty easy to distract from. 

Built Like An Ice Cream Cone

It was actually sweltering outside, genuinely so hot you felt like you were back on Alternia during the dawn and your ass was about to be fried extra crispy. Your poor ac unit was giving its all but even that wasn’t enough to cool you down. It was barely enough to push around the stagnant air in your living room. You’d traded in your normal attire for shorts and a thin tank top that was near see through from your sweat. As far as you were concerned you were practically dying. Which was saying something as your time on Alternia had made it nigh impossible to truly feel like you were about to melt into a human skin puddle. Marvus, the bastard, seemed completely fine walking around in his day off clothes like it was a gentle summer night and not the scorching hell of being far too close to the sun. It made begrudging sense considering he naturally ran somewhere around freezing cold. An absolute nightmare in the winter when he tried to snuggle close because humans ran so hot. You were not his living hot water bottle and you’d be damned before he made you freeze to death. Even so you still always made sure to keep an electric blanket or three on hand during the winter months. 

Now though, well, it was time for revenge. You were dying of heat stroke and were now going to use Marvus’ natural coldness to your advantage. If you got to inadvertently snuggle with your matesprit, well- that was just a bonus. 

“Hey babe,” You called out teasingly the plan already forming, “So I was thinking...”

“Yeah? Whatcha thinkin bout?” He was already shuffling closer a bottle of faygo in hand. Absolutely clueless about what you were planning. Perfect. 

“You’re built exactly like an ice cream cone.”

“Wh-,”

“Like, babe, your body is a t-pose.”

“Oh-,”

“Your pecs are bigger than the pillows on the couch.” As predicted he tossed the faygo aside in order to grab you and toss you over a shoulder. His skin was exactly as cool as you had predicted. Sweet relief flooded through you as he soaked up some of the heat still clinging to your everything. His usual day off clothes consisted mostly of a pair of baggy sweatpants and sometimes a black tank top that was stretched so tightly over him it left little to the imagination. Most times he walked around your house without a shirt because none of the people who liked to photograph him knew where you lived. Today, however, was one of the rare times he wore his sweats with an honest to god t-shirt. Still in that iconic black that trolls seemed to love so much, it highlighted the fact he was indeed built like the entire letter ‘T’. 

“Babe, you’re a Dorito.” You laughed and he tossed you unceremoniously onto the couch. 

“Why you gotta roast me like dis babe? E’ery chance you be gettin’ you shoot harder than tha profs.”

“I’m not taking shit from someone whose body type is ‘upside down pear’.” You shot back with a grin. Marvus’ shoulders shook with suppressed laughter as he crawled onto the couch after you- careful not to accidentally squish you underneath him. Taking a moment to be a little soft with him you let your hands glide firmly over his chest and across his shoulders until you were gently cupping his biceps. Truthfully you enjoyed how Marvus looked, a little added bonus to the reasons you liked him so damn much. Plus you were going to use those bara tiddies of his as a cool pillow the minute you were able to get him under you. It was a game the two of you played. 

“Fuckin’ reverse triangle lookin’ motherfucker.” You teased already shifting enough for him to slide down next to you. It wasn’t an easy feat, this couch barely held two humans laying down much less an entire extra heaping of clown. He was laughing now, small genuine chuckles that were more puffs of air than actual sound. Moving until you were laying sprawled across his chest and stomach. Resting your chin in his cleavage you smiled down at him. 

“Ya horrible babe.”

“Good luck returning me without a receipt.” You snorted causing his entire body to shake with a laugh. 

“Shit we been knew. I ain’t sendin’ yo mean lil ass to tha los’ n foun’.” He grinned- sharp teeth easily on display. Once upon a time you might have been a little unsettled by those fangs so close to your face but now all you felt was a sort of contentment. Making him smile something other than his usual ‘show biz’ grin always filled you with a sense of pride. “Besides,” His grin turned to a more sly smile, “We all knows that yo ass be gettin’ real fuckin’ friendly with these.” His hand came up to push you further into his cleavage and your snort turned full blown cackling was muffled as you smacked at whatever you could reach. God, what a nerd. You loved him to pieces. 

That was so good! I was the requester for part 2. I warn you I'm about to lightly flood you with a bunch of stuff to work on at your descretion. I will also make myself because why not and so you can pick and choose when to answer if needed. I am Diamond Anon. Can I maybe get Reader teasing Marvus for being so top heavy even if they are openly partial to the legendary titties?

Diamond Anon please open the flood gates I am begging lmao. Also thank you for another wonderful request! I’ll have it up in a few! Feel free to continue requesting and don’t be shy to specify. Have a great day/night!