Compliment Part 2

Can we see what happens when Marvus does get there after the tweet?

You got it! I'll upload a part two sometime today! Thank you for the request.

Haha nice

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!

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.

hi idk if you like to hear other peoples headcanons so if you dont pls ignore but i want to talk to SOMEONE about my silly purpleblood headcanon

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alright so; face paint. i dont particularly like the "every purpleblood is a clown" thing (but if you do then hell yeah go off love is real) as it kinda limits the character variety of that caste, but i DO like the face paint as a detail so ive settled with this: i headcanon that the face paint purples are prone to wear is not a Clown thing nor a Cult thing, but a cultural thing. all (or most) purplebloods wear a coat of face paint to symbolically conceal themselves. showing your bare face to someone youre not close/in a quadrant with is seen as a taboo in purpleblood cultures. additionally, letting a quadantmate/close friend see ones face is probably the biggest sign of trust a purple can do (depending on how they feel about the tradition). and having them HELP WASH IT OFF??? ough, now thats /tender/.

I need you to understand that I am ABSOLUTELY FERAL over this idea and it goes perfect with an older headcanon thing I did a while back

Here: https://www.tumblr.com/morsartis/639719797773549568/hey-your-writing-was-awesome-ive-just?source=share

AND LISTEN- LISTEN-

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR SENDING ME YOUR OWN HEADCANONS I LOVE THAT SHIT.

God okay but like, the TENDERNESS??? Of washing off your big purples paint??? The damn SWEETNESS and TRUST of being allowed to help them apply it in the mornings???

NO ONE TOUCH ME IM NOT OKAY

EDIT: YES! Yes I love talking about other peoples headcanons! TALK TO ME ABOUT THE HEAD CANONS-

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

No, Comrade Lesbian. We haul

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. 

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