#p:marcus

[trvnsfigured-blog]

inside out | marcus & minerva

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    A silver kettle swung gently over flames, the water settling into a boil as Minerva Mcgonagall reached for the company porcelain. It was a set of teacups painstakingly painted with golden flowers and carved with elegant curves. The set had been handed down for four generations and, when she was lonely and exhausted, she wondered where it would go after it left her own care. Certainly not her children, or her own biological family - the McGonagall line ended with her. Occasionally Minerva decided that she would enforce a will and leave her precious belongings to someone she cared for, but the thought of deciding always overwhelmed her and she knew that thinking of death so early was a ridiculous notion. 

    Forty three and worrying about teacups...she really was turning into her mother. 

    She was on her toes, hand lifting blindly into the cupboard as the other steadied herself against the pristine wooden counter, when she felt the edge of the velvet box she kept the set in. It came down easily and by the time she set it on the table the kettle was hissing, and then screaming, and she waved her wand to tug it quickly from the flames. Sending an owl to Marcus McKinnon had been such a quick thought during breakfast, that Minerva hadn’t had a chance to bake biscuits (or purchase them). In fact, she hadn’t been prepared to host for tea at all. But the evening prior she had been stricken with loneliness, and had woken that morning from a terrible nightmare, and knew there was only one person to turn to. 

    They had found such common ground together that Minerva was having trouble leaving him alone. It seemed that the people who came into her life had been stricken with intimidation, and it was exhausting to tiptoe around them. But not with Marcus. He wasn’t afraid of her, or easily annoyed by her own problems - it sometimes felt like they needed each other to balance out. Either that or she just truly enjoyed the distraction from the horrors of the world. Once the kettle was placed on the cloth, and the cups were presented, Minerva pulled out her wand and twirled it at the heavy cottage door. It clicked unlocked and swung partly open for when her guest was to arrive. Until then she would bustle around the kitchen, in a constant state of moving and cleaning. 

@marcus-mck-innon

[alainaxrohdes]

Remembrance | Marcus + Alaina

It had been weeks since Alaina had fully dressed up and gone out to the bar. She knew it was due to the fact that whenever at the bar she would usually be going with Rose or Marcus and the thought of having those memories surface scared her. Though with the way things had been going in town, and how the tension had grown, she felt it was important to keep those memories close. So in spirit of the past, Alaina put on her best outfit, did her make up to the best of her ability, and she went out into the world before she could turn back. 

She walked into the bar feeling at home, the smell was familiar and she gave small waves to the people she had made small chat with before. Alaina took her place at her usual stool in the front and ordered her usual Jameson on the rocks. It didn’t take long for the drink to arrive and when it did Alaina turned in her chair, reminiscing on all of the memories she had made in this exact spot. The moment was cut short though as the cologne she had grown to find comfort in washed up into her nose. She turned her head slightly to see that Marcus had taken the spot next to her. It was the only one left at the bar and he hadn’t seemed to notice her at all. Alaina cleared her throat and slightly turned towards his direction, not knowing what to say after their last altercation. “Ah- hey” she murmured at him, feeling like a complete idiot for not saying something more than that. “Good to see you out of the hospital” she added embarrassingly. She quickly downed her first drink and ordered another before he even responded, she knew she would need it if this conversation were to continue. 

[winona-windwaker-blog]

Doctor Doctor | Marcus & Winona

(Read more is for length so I don’t eat the dash)

Mrs. Leventis had been gracious enough to let her use the work phone to call the hospital to see about an appointment. She’d even laughed, a quiet sound at the wonder of Winona’s face when she’d explained that she had an appointment for that afternoon, that they were more than happy to see her after her shift ended. She’d been excited despite her nerves then, at the prospect of seeing her baby, of knowing that everything was okay. She could show Jin she was fine, that her little tadpole was healthy, Todd hadn’t meant to hurt her, hadn’t done any harm.

Her excitement hadn’t lasted much longer than getting laid out on the examination table. Instead, face hot, shame was a feeling as familiar as breathing, and she knew it well enough. That knowing hadn’t prepared her to feel it in a hospital of all places though, and she ached to curl her arms about herself. 

“-painless, and the fetus is still in the first trimester. The process would be simpler than you think, and you wouldn’t even realize that the fetus is missing apart from the lack of growth.”

Turning her head away from the man, fists clenched, Winona took another quiet, shuddering breath before pushing herself up. He’d refused to show her her child, even though the sweet, helpful nurse had left her the gown to change in. She’d done as she’d been asked, shoes and dress kept neatly in the very chair she’d been sitting in.

But he’d asked about the father, and with her soft admittance that the father wasn’t involved, the man had thinned his lips at her and folded his hands, before starting in on a conversation that she didn’t want to have. 

“Miss Ansel, you can’t leave the room in tha-”

The door swung shut behind her though, and wide eyed, Winona petered on cold bare feet quickly down the hall. She’d left her dress, and she’d left her shoes, but she didn’t want either of them then. She just wanted to go home, to be able to cry before Jin got home so she could smile at him and pretend the appointment hadn’t happened.

Hand pressed to her face, pulling her hair away from her eyes, Winona stumbled into the person before she saw them. Sputtering, eyes widening on the man, she stammered out an apology through numb lips.

“I-I’m sorry sir, I didn’t, I’m ju-just trying to-to go hom-home.”

Oh. Oh, she was crying, wasn’t she?

[clea-clemmons-blog]

Can't say goodbye: Marcus & Clea

After she left her feelings in a mess at Marcus’s feet Clea was certain she’d never see him again, she wasn’t even sure if she could stomach it, or if she wanted to…that was a lie, she wanted to. Despite the constant ache of loss when he was near she longed to always be closer to him as if somethings in him drew Clea to him, like the light in a different room she had mistakenly closed the door on a long time ago. Despite all that here she was in close stride beside him, pulling her coat tightly around her body while the winds picked up jostling her as she walked. “It’s getting worse-” she finally said after what felt like centuries of biting her tongue. Looking from beneath a stubborn flurry of wild curls Clea saw no relief from the storm. Grabbing gently to his arm as sirens wailed Clea felt her heart rate quicken out of fear. “Marcus we need to get inside before it gets bad…”

[royofthegreengrass-blog]

Thicker Than Blood || Roy + Marcus [Flashback]

He should be tough. He should be able to hold his head high. That’s what his father would tell him now. Be a man and all that rot. But eleven year old Royden Greengrass doesn’t feel particularly manly as he tries to make himself unnoticeable in the Gryffindor common room, sniffling as he tries to keep his bruised cheekbone in the shadows, away from prying eyes. It wasn’t like he’d been innocent to what happened. He has a bit of a mouth on him when he wants to and the Slytherins who think themselves better than the Greengrass family started making their voices too loud to ignore.

But damn does the bruise hurt. Almost as badly as his wounded pride.

There’s nothing he can do about it though. If he goes to the professors, it will fall back on his family. Those Slytherin brats will cry to their parents and the next function his family is invited to will be a shit show of cold shoulders and whispers behind their backs. It may even come to bite Jac or Florence who are too young to suddenly be barred from playing with their little friends on account of him.

Miserable and behind on his first Transfiguration essay, Roy doesn’t notice his friend’s presence until the other boy speaks. The last person he wanted to catch him like this was Marcus, yet there he is, as if being friends meant he couldn’t get a moment to nurse his poor mood by himself.

“Go away,” Roy insists as he rubs angrily at his watery eyes. “I have an essay to finish. That I’m sure you haven’t even started.”

[kennedyxosmith]

Future Plans • Marcus&Kenn

Kennedy bit her lip. She knew she didn’t have to tell Marcus anything, but she liked his opinion on things. He was always there for her through hard times, and she wanted to make sure she was making the right decision. She flashed her way to his house in less than a minute. That was one of the many perks on being a vampire. 

The blonde knocked on the door. She would have walked in, but since turning, she never went to his house. Which was odd for her not to, but she was too busy sulking and trying not to sink her teeth into people to really have a social life. 

All she wanted to do was be loved, but Erik just up and left without a word. No contact with him whatsoever. If he didn’t want to be with her, he could have said something, but she wasn’t going to go after someone that clearly did not want her. That made her wonder what she was going to do with her life. 

[guardedlostwolf]

Rebuilding// Delia and Marcus

Delia sighed as she put her phone down.  She knew that she needed to find a new place to live since a vampire now knew where she lived.  Pandora had said that Delia could take the couch at her place but Delia was still a little iffy about if she wanted to join Pandora's pack yet or not.  Marcus offered to let Delia stay at his place till she found a new place but she didn't know if that was a good idea since their fight and her basically leaving the pack.

Delia looked down to see that Chase knew that something was up and he was ready to go.  She guessed that she could give this sleep over a shot and go from there.  "You ready to go" she said picking up the husky puppy before leaving her apartment.  A few minutes later she knocked on Marcus's door.

[kennedyxosmith]

The Truth // Marcus&Kenn

The number one person she missed the most while being locked away from the sun was Marcus. He was her best friend and everything in between. Lying to him about being on vacation was hard, but it was what was needed to be done. When she got her daylight necklace, she felt so happy that she didn’t have to stay away from him again. It was a nice for once.

Kennedy knew exactly where to find him. She made her way to the ranger station and opened to door. Grinning when she saw him. “Hey!” She made her way to his desk.