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Indie RP blog for Marcus Arguello from Deadly Class | Muse and mun 21+ | Ask open to all | Slightly Selective | Multi-Ship | Multi-Verse (such as Encanto, MCU, Shadowhunters, Merlin, and much more!) | OCs welcome! Any Verse/Fandom welcome! | Penned by Kida

[pretendheromarcus]

sorry aout the inactivity, it’s midterms! I’m active on discord as pretendheromarcus#3825 if anyone wants to interact with me there!! :)

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c0mplex-heroes​:

“Perhaps everyone’s not as narrow minded as you think.” Arianna quirked an eyebrow. She wasn’t sure if she was exactly buying his story, after all it was her job to look out for threats. But she couldn’t deny, he probably wasn’t wrong - if he didn’t have the funds, well they may not be as welcoming. 

“Well sneaking around doesn’t exactly leave a good impression, even if you are just looking for shelter. If you’d asked, inquired we may have been more accommodating. Our King is more reasonable than his predecessor.” Arthur wouldn’t leave anyone out on the street. Well at least someone genuine, Arianna was still skeptical. 

Still she wasn’t heartless. “So you need a room, hmm? Should this cover it?” Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a bag of coins - tossing it to him. Money wasn’t something she struggled with. On top of her wages and her noble inheritance - she had more than enough. “I can escort you to a reasonable tavern for the night, just as long as you stay out of trouble. That should be more than fair, yes?”  

          “Yeah, yet I don’t see many laws changing fast enough.” He mumbled, chewing his lip. He’d really hoped magic would be at least tolerated by now. But here we are.  He caught the coin bag and blinked in shock. This woman had no reason to help him, she easily could have dragged him to a guard or tossed him in the dungeon, he was sneaking within the castle walls and had even admitted to wanting to steal some silver.. and yet she’d given him money.  “Er.. yeah, yes. I’m sure that’s fair.”

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darksideoftheunknown​:

“If I wanted you dead, you already would be,” Matty snorted, “but, suit yourself.” he watched down below for a few seconds to make sure the coast was clear enough for him to slip back out unnoticed. He’d have to find some other way to get the information he needed, but there was no use in him being up here now. then again, it might not hurt to let them know he was here. the man he was tracking thought he was bulletproof, it might do him some good to shake that belief.

He turned his head to see Skoll hop over closer to the other, give a gentle nip at the boy’s ear and caw before taking off towards what was home for now. “If you ever get tired of roof life, my offer still stands. old abandoned place near the old drive in theater. look for the one in the worst shape. promise it’s not a murder dungeon.”

Why he took a liking to this asshole, he wasn’t sure. maybe because he saw where he would be had it not been for his brother years ago during the occupation. but, the offer was there, whether or not the other boy would take it was up to him. Matty at least knew the other wouldn’t squeal on his location considering his attitude towards the law. he made his way down to ground level quickly, and then let himself disappear in the sea of people down below.

                Once he was alone, Marcus’ attitude dropped to give place to a look of.. despair? Loneliness, at least. Even just this brief interaction had reminded him of how lonely he really was, and how much it sucked to just lay here on this roof, exposed to the elements, avoiding cops and rape-enthusiasts.  It took him an hour to convince himself , but he eventually did climb down from the building and found his way to the building he was told about. Now, he also made sure to walk around it a couple of times to note down every possible escape route before he knocked, but give him a break. He’s just making sure he doesn’t get stuck in an unfamiliar place.  “This the bunker for wayward roof-boys?” He called out, peeking through a window. He knocked on the.. badly fucked up door, and raised an eyebrow. 

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willyoustilllovemeifimbroken​:

“Then I will fight but that won’t mean I won’t break other students. There are ways of eliminating people without killing them.” He admits before going to follow him. “Anyway I won’t argue with you anymore. I honestly don’t want to make an enemy of the person who could kill me in my sleep if they felt like. It.”

          “You’re my pledge, dude. I’m not gonna kill you.” He laughed a little and led him to the room he’d used to share with Billy, until they were switched for causing too much trouble. “Home sweet home, I guess.”  The room was pretty boring, but it was cozy. “Your bed, dresser, all that... I think they put your uniform stuff in the closet, so, all good.”

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darksideoftheunknown​:

Stefan nodded understandingly, “city animals don’t always do it, I get it. I’m one of the lucky ones that can get deer every now and then… but I know its not always an option.”

he accepted the flask back, capping it; he’d have to refill it again once he got back tonight. The other was right, he did look much too clean to be here, he was fortunate enough to come from wealth; of course, when you have over 145 years to accumulate it, it certainly helped your situation. even so, so many of these people did not deserve this life, to fall in between the cracks or just shunned for the circumstances.

he pulled out his phone and held it up, showing a picture of a younger man, about 18 to 20, with longer brown hair, “His name’s Jeremy. He’s a good kid mostly, but his sister is worried that he might have gotten in trouble with a former dealer of his.”

         “At least you’re aware, that makes you a pretty good dude.” It wasn’t rare to meet vampires who gave way too much judgement freely without cause, this one was refreshing. Marcus looked at the phone and hummed, trying to recall whether he’d seen this kid. With a scratch at the back of his head, he winced, “I mean, I see a lot of young guys around here looking roughed up, so it’s kind of hard to be certain but last friday there was some deal gone wrong that ended up with a guy taking three kids in his van. One did have that kinda hair.”

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chasingmiracles​:

Antonio’s eyes beamed up slightly at Marcus’ offer at playing with him. A bright smile plastered across his face as he exclaimed rather brightly, “Ice cream sounds great! Maybe after we get ice cream, we can play some games?” He asked with curiosity.

         “Of course, buddy. Come here.” Marcus smiled at his cousin, holding his hand out to help him up. “I know a good amount of fun games we can play, but first... ice cream. Hey, you wanna piggyback there?”

[snooganshq]

♡  SPICY  ACTION  PROMPTS  ;

send a word for a starter !  add a ♡ to reverse the role !  or add a + for the action to be more harsh/aggressive, for those who are interested !  you’re welcome to specify body parts where it’s ambiguous. feel free to strike out the ones you’re uninterested in when reblogging ! ( all prompts are within a spicy setting, either during sex, or leading up to it, etc. ) 

please don’t use for taboo subjects !! thank you ♡

[  BEG ] ;  the sender begs the receiver to touch them. 

[  BEHIND  ] ;  the sender takes the receiver from behind.

[  BITE  ] ;  the sender bites the receiver somewhere on their body. 

[  BONDAGE  ] ;  the sender ties the receiver up.

[  CHOKE  ] ;  the sender chokes the receiver. 

[  COLLAR  ] ;  the sender puts a collar on the receiver.

[  CUT  ] ;  the sender cuts the underwear off the receiver.

[  DEGRADE  ] ;  the sender degrades the receiver.

[  DENY  ] ;  the sender denies the receivers orgasm. 

[  DOUBLE  ] ;  the sender penetrates the receiver with two objects/toys/etc.

[  EAR  ]  ;  the sender bites the receiver’s earlobe.

[  GAG  ] ;  the sender gags the receiver. 

[ GROPE ] ; the sender gropes the receivers breasts or crotch.

[  HICKEY  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a hickey somewhere on their body.

[  HUMILIATE  ] ;  the sender humiliates the receiver. 

[  KITTEN  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘kitten’.

[  KISS  ] ;  the sender kisses the receiver somewhere on their body.

[  KNIFE  ] ;  the sender holds a knife to the receivers neck.

[  MASTURBATE  ] ; the sender catches the receiver masturbating.

[  MORNING  ] ;  the sender wakes the receiver up with sex. 

[  MOUTH  ] ;  the sender slides their fingers into the receivers mouth. 

[  ORAL  ] ;  the sender performs oral on the receiver.

[  PET  NAME  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver a cute pet name during sex.

[  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall.

[  PRAISE  ] ;  the sender praises the receiver.  

[  PUBLIC  ] ;  the sender touches the receiver in public.   

[  PULL  ] ;  the sender pulls the receivers hair.  

[  PUPPY  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘puppy’.

[  RIM  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a rimjob. 

[  SCRATCH ] ;  the sender scratches the receivers back.

[  SLAP  ] ;  the sender slaps the receivers face.

[  SPIT ] ;  the sender spits in the receivers mouth / on the receivers face. 

[  SMACK  ] ;  the sender playfully smacks the receivers ass.  

[  SOFA  ] ;  the sender hurriedly takes the receiver to the sofa. 

[  SPANK  ] ;  the sender spanks the receiver. 

[  SQUEEZE  ] ; the sender squeezes a body part of the receiver. 

[  STRADDLE  ] ; the sender straddles the receivers lap. 

[  STRAP  ] ;  the sender presents the receiver with a strap-on. 

[  TIE  ] ;  the sender ties the receivers hands together using an article of clothing.

[  TOY  ] ;  the sender uses a sex toy on the receiver.  

[  WHIP  ] ;  the sender whips the receiver. 

[roll-a-natural-queer]

[pretendheromarcus]

For anyone waiting on me, I plan to be online this weekend! 🥰

[milena-alvial-deactivated202401]

Maria: Maybe if i fall in love with my depression, it will leave me too.

Marcus:…

Marcus: I shouldn’t be laughing, but-

[pretendheromarcus]

Marcus: There's three ways to do things: the right way, the wrong way, and the Arguello way

Saya: Isn't that the wrong way?

Marcus: Yeah, but it's faster

[lexicohnni]

Marcus: I am very small...and I have no money; so you can imagine the type of stress I am under.

[negasonicsgf]

Marcus: Go big or go home!

Billy: I am begging you, for once in your life, go home.

Marcus, rolling up his sleeves: I’m gonna go big.

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c0mplex-heroes​:​

Well at least he didn’t seem armed, but Arianna wasn’t gonna take any chances. Sword still raised the knight eyed the stranger up and down. She certainly wasn’t buying his words.

“Hoping to find shelter in the castle? No luck at the tavern then?” A quirked eyebrow. Lowering her sword a little, Arianna remained cautious. “I suggest you seek shelter elsewhere or perhaps you could state your actual business here.”

             “You think they’d keep me at the tavern?” He looked at her, he was a young man, and somewhat good looking. Who knows what they’d do if he showed up with no money to pay for shelter? No thanks. He turned around, sighing,  “This place is massive, what does it matter if I lay down in a corner? Or if I steal a few silver plates to sell later? Come on, you can’t tell me you believe royals deserve all this just because they were born into a leading family.”

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willyoustilllovemeifimbroken​:

“I don’t have time for hazing. I don’t have time for things as cliche as high school click drama either. I will learn what can here then search for the assassin who killed my only family and kill slowly. After that I will kill anyone else from that fucking cartel I can who put the hit on my family.” He said not mentioning who exactly was taken. No weakness here. Just his reasons for choosing to continue existing for now. “Besides I will not hesitate no matter who you are once you put your hands on me. I was raised and taught to at first chance when being attacked to send a message not to do it again. Do you admonition a snake for biting when you fuck with it?”

               “Escucha me.”  Marcus faced the newbie and looked into his eyes with honest ones, “This place doesn’t care about that shit, okay? They just want you to learn how to fight, and do whatever they say. The only rule is.. basically we can’t kill each other but that’s where they draw the line. So if you fuck with the big dog, they’re allowed to beat the shit out of you.”  He glanced around, “You’re my roommate, let’s just... go. Okay?”

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conflicted-crowd​:

“Well.” Teddy took a breath and looked around. “Before all of this, what did you like to do for fun?” It was a start. He wanted to get to know the man he would be hanging out with for the foreseeable future. 

          “Escape cops?” He rose an eyebrow, sitting back on the crappy bus stop seat, “They’re easy to get away from, if you know how. And sometimes it can feel like a real treat if you’re bored.”

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darksideoftheunknown​:

Stefan nodded, he did seem genuine in that statement, and from the state he had found him in he was inclined to believe him. of course, he could just as easily be a good liar, but considering what Stefan was when he was turned loose on this world, he had no room to judge.

“For me, animals seem to work best,” He said, tucking the flask back into the bag, “Sure, you’re weaker than someone that has been feeding normally, but only if they feed consistently.”

He raised an eyebrow, lips twisting into a small smile, “Bit forward there, huh? a friend of mine’s not been heard from for a few days, last place they were seen was this area.”

         “Animals don’t work that well for me, or at least.. not city dwelling ones. I guess it could just be the amount of pollution they’re living into, but I don’t have the means to go hunting down in the woods or wherever.”  He smiled a little at the comment regarding his forwardness, and shrugged, “Eh, I guess I just wonder what a guy like you is doing in the hobo spot. You’re much too clean to be one of us. Then, I mean, I guess it makes sense you’re looking for someone who went missing. Lotta us end up that way. I’ll help, I guess.” Marcus stood up, handing the flask back, “What’s they look like?”