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4 years ago

Lights Part 2

It’s been a few months since your encounter with Boldir, you won’t say ‘chance’ because it had been arranged, and you’ve been simply continuing with your life. As it turns out Boldir lives in a little apartment downtown not too far from the bakery you frequent. She’d seen you going there and recognized you, apparently it was Mallek and Dirk’s cyberstalking that led her to seek you out officially. You aren’t sure if you should feel grateful for their paranoia and less than morally applaudable methods bringing Boldir back into your life. It’s not as if you’re happy those two are stalking you but you are happy to have a friend back. It sits on the back burner of things you worry about- not so much a pressing thought as a pop up. 

The two of you have slowly been getting to know each other again. Outside of his control you aren’t the same person that Boldir was familiar with, and even she has changed outside of Alternia’s influence. Some things remain unchanging, such as her fashion sense and love of conspiracies but its noticeably not driven by a need to survive. She’s more relaxed. Though there will always be that part of both of you that is still on guard against threats. That’s willing to do the morally dubious to survive. It’s an unspoken acknowledgement between the two of you. There’s blood strewn between you from what you’ve both done in Alternia’s harsh nights to sleep through another harsher day. You don’t think any one of your neighbors or any manner of people you’ve interacted with understand it the same way Boldir does. Or any of your old friends do. You know that no one would suspect you capable of half the things you did. Some nights you still wake up with horror numbing your body and terror screaming at you to move. Those are the nights you make yourself something strong to wake up to and settle in for feeling like shit through the entirety of the day. To say you’re working through it is a hopeful mantra. You hope that there will be a day these feelings will be but a distant memory. As it is you’re wide awake and nursing a coffee like it’ll burn your unsavory memories away with enough exposure. You’d decided to go to the mall today since you hadn’t been in some time. Mostly you were just looking for a way to kill time. Sitting on a bench watching the other mall goers flit about you were starting to regret your decision. Everything here was just making you feel worse and even more exposed. What you wanted to do was crawl your way under your blankets and stay there. Getting up you tossed your drink into the nearest trashcan and went looking for the right exit. You had to pass one of the little mall theatres and suddenly stopped. Now wasn’t the time to miss her. And yet you were frozen remembering the taste of popcorn and the comforting darkness as the credits rolled. Of her hand in yours. It had been a while since you had an episode so bad you missed Polypa like one might miss a limb. The breath you took rattled through you thinly and you knew you had to get out of there before you got any worse. It took a conscious effort not to break out into a dead run. Instead you were walking briskly, eyes glued to your own feet, as you rushed towards the exit. You tried hard not to bump into anyone but even so you still managed to do it. Just a clipping of shoulders and elbows. Head shooting up you went to apologize only for the air to leave your lungs entirely. 

She looked wonderful, black cargo shorts and her signature tank top. The chip in her horn was still there but it wasn’t the jagged wound of your memories- instead it looked tended to. The edges softened to keep it from being so glaringly obvious. Her hair was still the messy black you came to appreciate but this time it had a sort of neatness to it. Polypa looked right at home. Tongue tied you could only stare with wide and disbelieving eyes. There was movement out of the corner of your eye- slow and deliberate- but you only had eyes for your moirail. Or rather, former moirail. A hand carefully hovered near your cheek and you could feel the tears stinging against the corners of your eyes. Her lips pulled taut into a thin line and her hand pressed firmly against your jaw. Then her other hand came up to do the same. There was the rustle of plastic and you were vaguely aware of the bag dangling from her arm as her hands cupped your face. As she took a small step closer. 

“Polypa?” Your voice cracked and you shut your mouth with a click of teeth. She wasn’t your moirail anymore. She wasn’t. It didn’t make you want to collapse against her any less. The harsh lines of her brows seemed to soften at that as she carefully guided you closer and you had to wonder exactly how pitiful you must have looked. 

“Where’s your scuttlebuggy?” She asked quietly. Your shoulders trembled. 

“I walked.” The walk had seemed like a good idea at the time. A way to clear your head. Now it seemed like the worst decision you ever made. 

“Okay.” She was wrapping an arm around you so tightly you were forced to walk pressed flush against her side. A protest bubbled up your throat and promptly died on your tongue when you saw the few trolls scattered about blatantly staring. Against you Polypa’s chest rumbled with the hint of a warning growl. You were reminded of all the times you’d been in a similar situation back on Alternia, though those times you’d been the one doing the comforting. Had Polypa ever been given the chance to return the favor? There was that first time but you’d been so out of it he’d stolen your words and warped them to fit the narrative. The realization helped sober you just a bit. This was the first time she was seeing you break. The real you. Your entire body shuddered as the realization settled into your mind. This was it. If Polypa didn’t like what she saw it was over. The comforting memories of the two of you together would be overshadowed by this. This simple but momentous moment. Your tears were finally getting to the point of blurring your vision as the two of you exited the mall. She was warm, you thought to yourself, not the same warmth a human would give off but warmer than you remembered. And she was still tugging you along pressed tight and held firmly in her grip. How the two of you managed to walk all the way back to your house you weren’t sure. It seemed as if one minute you were walking away from the mall and the next minute Polypa was taking your house key out of your fumbling fingers to open the door herself. Again you could feel a protest bubbling up. A warning that she had to leave now because you couldn’t handle it if all this amounted to was you getting your hopes up. As she shut and locked your door behind you both the words stilled in waiting on your lips. 

Why had she locked your door?

“Force of habit, come here.” She replied forcefully, you hadn’t even realized you’d asked her that out loud. As Polypa gathered you back up close again she took in your little home. It wasn’t much of course. Just what you’d managed to scrape up and get when you started out here, but it was nothing to be ashamed of. With a careful precision she walked you through the house and straight into your room. In moments you were being sat on your bed as Polypa knelt down to unlace your shoes for you. The action had you feeling rubbed raw. Fresh tears spilled down your cheeks as she carefully pulled off your shoes and set them aside. Her face was impossibly soft as she looked up at you. 

“Is this okay?” There was something raw in the way her voice just barely trembled. As if this was just as meaningful to her as it was to you. With a choked sob all you could do was nod. She was careful as she crawled onto your bed with you- kicking off her own shoes as she went. There were the beginnings of translucent olive colored tears in her eyes. A desperation you felt just as keenly mirrored in her actions. 

It broke what little restrain you had as the agony of it all overwhelmed you. 

“I missed you.” She whispered as you laid barely awake and hollowed out curled up close and warm against each other. You squeezed her with what little strength you could muster, voice long gone from your feelings jam. Me too, you wanted to say. A few more tears tracked down your face as Polypa settled in closer. You two still had so much more to talk about. To discuss. To figure out. But it could wait. As you finally drifted off into a well deserved sleep you knew she’d be there when you woke up. It was the first time you slept like the dead since coming here. 


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3 years ago
Alternian Snacks! 
Alternian Snacks! 
Alternian Snacks! 

Alternian snacks! 

2 years ago

reblog to make your blog smell like cinnamon and warm brown sugar

3 years ago

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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2 years ago

On break at work and I saw the most delicious image on my goddamn pinterest of a man in garter stockings and black panties and listen- listen- I will in fact be picturing my favorite men in that exact outfit. Like the Thoughts this gives me. Why am I at work? Why am I at work and unable to write about men in stockings and panties like. Genuinely what. This is bi/pan/homophobia. I want to write my little porn blurbs about some subs getting absolutely demolished. Where are my fics of pretty and masculine men crying and begging to get off while someone lovingly takes them apart piece by piece? I'm gonna babygirlify some grown ass men I swear to god.


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2 years ago

Reblog if you’re a kind and friendly mun who likes to write violent and disturbing stuff...

Let’s see how many of us there are!

2 years ago

Mors Speaks

I have two more requests in my inbox and a few drabbles and such already written for other requests I've received in the past. Gonna try and get them posted as soon as I can but again I have limited free time to do so. Thank you again for everyone being so patient with me! As always my inbox is open and I have no limit on how many asks people can send me. In fact the more full my inbox the more motivated I am to write! Like always I have multiple fandoms I write for as posted here: https://www.tumblr.com/morsartis/652309028149592064/fandom-masterlist?source=share

But don't worry if you don't see your fandom there! Not all the fandoms I write for are listed as I forget them fairly frequently. So if you don't see your fandom just ask and I'll answer as soon as I can!


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2 years ago

That Rodimus x professional!reader that you recently posted was SO GOOD like omg- please please write more rodimus x readers, I’m begging

Just for you anon I have a SUPER short drabble! Thank you so much for the compliment and I hope you like this just as much!

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The best part of having a cybertronian ride was the fact you didn’t actually have to do any driving. Which was great at the moment as you snoozed on and off in the passenger seat. Rodimus’ holoform was doing a magnificent job of pretending to drive while Rodimus himself had been slowly lowering your seat back as the intervals between ‘on’ and ‘off’ began to grow longer. You’d been up since dawn, having had to make a dash for it when your home had been targeted by the government. It had been pure luck you’d gotten a warning in time to throw some shit into a couple bags and skip town. Now the sun was sinking and so were your eyelids. 

“You good?” Rodimus asked, his holoform turning to look at you. 

“Yeah, sorry.” You fought back a yawn, “Not much of a conversationalist right now.” You joked, already sinking lower into your seat. The fans slowly turned to you, the heat kicking up a notch. He was doing it on purpose, you were sure of it. Rodimus laughed at your sleepy glare- more of a pout than anything. 

“Don’t give me that look, you need sleep.” He told you, holoform reaching over to poke your nose. You let out a tired laugh of your own.

“And you don’t?”

“Nah. I got plenty of rest.” 

“You’re going to crash the minute we reach the base aren’t you?” 

“Yep!” He replied cheerfully. With a shake of your head you smiled. 

“You’re terrible.” You told him plainly. 

“Only for you.” He teased leaning over towards you. His holoform smiled, too perfect teeth in an unblemished face. Artificial perfection verging ever so slightly into uncanny valley. It was true his holoform was attractive, it bore as striking a resemblance to him as possible, but you preferred Rodimus as he was. The cybertronian with more heart than brains. Still, you knew what he wanted, and so you leaned towards him. 

His lips were warm, lips a buzz as if you’d placed them against the old box tv you had at home. That pressure faint but firm for the brief moment that you kissed before pulling away. It was chaste. Just a quick press of lips before his holoform turned back to the road as if he were a real person and not a hard light hologram your boyfriend used to fool people. Giving up the pretense that you were even trying to stay awake you adjusted your jacket and closed your eyes, the heat lulling you to sleep with the comforting purr of Rodimus’ engine.


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2 years ago

Masochism Tango

TW: This is a caliginous relationship. If you only know friendsim then a basic warning is that a caliginous relationship is a relationship based on rivalry and categorized in alternian culture by ‘hate’ or ‘black romance’. Choking, strangulation (nonsexual), physical violence, hate sex, biting, blood, spitting, this plays out almost like non-con but it is an established relationship and both of you know what you’re doing, no safewords, implied aftercare but none is actually shown. This is 18+. 

“You know what Lanque?” You seethed as you continued marching further away from the party, “Why don’t you go fuck yourself?” Whatever mix of booze and red had been in the punch bowl was rapidly staining your shirt and causing it to stick grossly to your skin in a way that Lanque knew made your skin crawl. 

Lanque’s cold laughter was clearly rehearsed, the glint and expression practiced and poised. The fact he wasn’t as off his game or upset as you only made you angrier. He’d ruined your favorite top. One of the few articles of clothing you actually still had from earth. Destroyed because he had thrown his fucking punch on you. The fact you were clearly playing right into his hands was only fuel to the fire of your rapidly blooming hatred. 

“What’s the matter?” He sneered almost sweetly, “It was just an accident.” 

“Bullshit!” You snapped as you attempted to wring the worst of it out. 

“Really, you’re ridiculous. All this over an ugly shirt?”

“An ugly shirt? An ugly shirt?!” Your voice was raising and there was nothing you could do to stop it. Heat was spreading from your chest all the way to your face as that rage kept growing. It had been an awful week and this was the final tipping point for you. You’d nearly died- twice- the other day. All for trying to help some of your ‘friends’ out and now Lanque was going out of his way to make it even worse. 

“What’s the matter?” He asked in that same sickly arsenic tone, “Purrbeast got your tongue?”

“You son of a bitch.” You finally snapped, voice even and deadly. Tackling Lanque to the ground you swore bloody murder at him as you tried to choke him out. Hands wrapped tight enough around his neck, your nails were digging straight into his pallid grey flesh. He squinted up at you, blackened lips pulled into a snarling grin as he coughed. Removing one hand from his neck while using the other to keep him pinned, you pulled back and punched him as hard as you could in the face. His neck flexed under your palm as he sucked in a breath and then laughed in your face as his split lip began to bleed jade down his chin to stain the collar of the white button up he loved so much. Letting out a wordless shriek you reared back and punched him again, using the blood coating your knuckles to smear the dark liquid all over his covered chest. You hoped it’d be ruined, you hoped his blood would remain a blotch on the fabric to remind him of this night every time he had to look at it. How fucking dare he just waltz into your life to do things like this? To- to- exist to piss you off!

Snatching your wrists in a sudden move that caught you by surprise he rolled the two of you over until he was on top of you, pinning your arms above your head as he let our his own wordless cicada hiss of sound. His ears had pinned back, the yellow of his eyes gone orange as he flashed rainbow drinker bright at you. Despite the fact you knew you couldn’t fight him off you still struggled in his grip just to be a pain. Anything to make this harder for him. To frustrate him to the same degree he regularly frustrated you. Yanking your arms and thrashing until your arms throbbed with the promise of bruises and that deep rooted animalistic instinct he always seemed to tease to the surface began to simmer under your flesh. Breathing heavily you slowly relaxed in his hold as you waited for him to shift with the thought he’d won whatever little game he thought he was in control of. Meeting his eyes you refused to look away, the two of you staring each other down until his body began to untense ever so slightly. 

In a flash you lunged. 

Teeth clamping down hard and vicious on his lower lip you glared and yanked. He snarled, jerking back as the bitter taste of his blood filled your mouth. Troll blood had none of the coppery taste of human blood, instead it coated your tongue with a bitter thick quality that made you gag. Taking the opportunity for what it was you spit his own blood back into his face so you could bare your blunt human teeth like he liked to bare his fangs. 

He reared back a look of disgust flashing across his face. 

“You fucking bitch.” He snapped, finally thrown off guard and affronted. Your lips twisted into a sadistically pleased grin. The gritting of your teeth near audible at the satisfaction of finally getting him to crack. His eyes darted across your face, pupils slit in a way that was decidedly alien and pissed. Jade dripped hot and sticky from his chin to your face as he seemed to freeze in place. 

His lips crashed into your own using his tongue to force your mouth open and fill your tastebuds with the awful bitter taste of his blood. Your snarl of outraged disgust was muffled by his own mouth and the sharp points of his teeth slit into the soft meat of your own lips. When he pulled back to grin at you, mouth streaked red and jade you sneered up at him feeling every bit of the sharp burn that no doubt had red streaking your own face. Turning your head to the side you spit out the blood pooling in your mouth and attempted to shove him off of you. His hands slammed your arms back into the ground for the effort. Mouth finding yours again you nipped at his lips and scraped your tongue on the needle sharpness of his teeth as he sucked the blood from your mouth and face. The glide of his tongue barely lukewarm as it lapped at the smears of color. His throat worked to swallow the blood down as he groaned and licked his lips. 

“Sick fuck.” You scoffed. 

“Like you weren’t looking for an excuse to get me alone.” He purred legs already working to shove open your own. Swearing you attempted to wiggle away and accidentally ground your knee between his legs. His hips rocked into your own as he hissed. 

“Of course you get off on this.” You sneered.

“And you don’t?” He snapped rhetorically one hand releasing you to tug at your pants. Using his distraction to your advantage you grabbed hold of one of his horns and thrust upwards forcing him up and off you. He rolled and you were on your feet already sprinting further away from him. Behind you was the alien chittering shriek of rage. Of predator and prey as you fled and Lanque chased. The pounding of your heart jackhammering against your ribs as you did everything you could to keep the space between the two of you. There was only so much you could do as he began gaining, you’d never been a track star and even your time on Alternia could only aid you so much. It was a futile move but you’d be damned before you made any part of this easy for him. When he collided with your back the two of you went down hard. Spots danced in your vision as you let out yet another wordless scream of rage and struggled to get out from under him. Chest pinned to the ground you could hear him cursing up a storm as he yanked your arms back and began using his undone tie to bind your wrists. Kicking out with your legs you tried to nail him where it’d hurt but he only used his own weight to keep you pinned.

“Fuck you.” You snarled still trying to worm your way away from him. 

“You will be.” He replied darkly, every bit of pretentious prick back in his voice. You heard the distinct sound of his belt being undone, the clink of the buckle deafening in your straining ears. Sucking in a sharp breath between your teeth you hissed at the rough fabric burn of your own pants being yanked halfway down your thighs. More of that fury began to well up hot and fast as you realized how wet you actually were. You knew there had to be a wet spot on your panties as he yanked them down too exposing you to the humid Alternian night air. He’d wrangled your pants and underwear down to your knees before slamming into you roughly, no warning as his bulge speared you in one fluid motion. It was cold, barely lukewarm like the rest of him and it caused more of your fluid to gush out from the shock of it as your pussy burned from the abrupt stretch. He hissed in pleasure, tone bordering on a buzzing sound as he got used to the heat of you. You could picture the way his head was thrown back, teeth bared and chest heaving as he panted. His bulge writhed inside you and the air was punched from your lungs as it began ruthlessly teasing your insides with harsh pleasure. Each thrust of his hips meeting your ass rang loud and sharp mixing with the snarling growl next to your ear as he folded himself over you. He nipped at your ear and the sharp sting of his teeth reminded you exactly who was fucking you into the ground like an animal in heat. You knew there would be bruises, dark purples and sickly greens, a deep aching pain that was almost sweet in its pulsing throb. One arm hooked around your neck, pulling you just slightly off the ground as each rolling thrust of the cold bulge went deeper than any human cock. Grinding better than any toy as Lanque set a punishing pace. Your breaths came in choked off pants as the angle he had pulled you into made your hips press more firmly against the grass, the blades scratching against your clit. A moan worked its way past the tight muscles of your throat as you clenched around him, so close to falling over that edge, and then Lanque was ripping himself out of you and twisting you onto your back. You nearly squealed from surprise as your legs fell open at the abruptness- barely held in place by your pants still trapped around your ankles. Arms pinned beneath you it took an effort not to squirm in discomfort and give him the satisfaction. Above you Lanque snarled unseeingly at your pants preventing him from doing what he wanted. Grabbing them he tore them the rest of the way off your body, ripping your shoes off in the process.

You couldn’t stop the shout that left you as he yanked you up onto his thighs and thrust back into you hard and fast. A moan punched out of you as he rocked into you at that same brutal pace, practically humping into your cunt rather than pulling out to thrust. His hand found your throat. Fingers pressing to your pulse to hold you down rather than choke you out. 

A warning. 

Legs hooking around his waist you couldn’t stop the steady rocking of your own hips as your eyes nearly rolled into the back of your head. You hated how fucking good it felt, how it practically made you melt. Thoughts fleeing from your head with each drag against your g-spot. His lips found your chin, teeth scraping against sensitive flesh before they found your lips again. Teeth teasing your clotting cuts until they began to bleed again. You opened your mouth wider letting the blood pool on your tongue so he could drink it up, tongue sliding against your own with desperation.

The sweet heat of orgasm began to rise once more and you moaned openly into his mouth as he pressed himself impossibly closer. 

This time he didn’t stop, humping against your clit as you shook and squealed through it. He groaned into the heat of your mouth pulling back as his hips worked to saw you in half and his low hitched breathing began to become more frequent. When he came you gave a shout at the sudden coldness popping inside you like a water balloon. Jade slurry staining your thighs and dripping into the grass. Gasping jaggedly you gave Lanque’s bulge one last squeeze that had him hissing out an Alternian swear as he pulled away. Your chests were heaving both of you still trembling and trying to come down from your highs. 

“Fuck.” Lanque sighed running a hand through his hair as he leaned back on his thighs. Jade dribbled down his splayed legs and you smirked condescendingly at the fact he’d cum with his nook too despite not having anything shoved up it. Something to bring up and dangle over his head later when you could think straight.


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