18 (she/he) Requests/inbox is open! The ancient history of his blog is mostly X-Men, but much like Frankenstein's monster, I rise again as something changed!
hi!! I'm mars (she/he). I tend to oscillate wildly between fixations and fascinations. forgive me if following this blog gives you whiplash....
requests are open!
feel free to shoot me a request for the following: one-shots, drabbles, headcanons, or general asks!
rules:
will do nsfw
will NOT do
oc x character (unless it is my own oc. sorry i'm god here i get to have special treatment)
underage/ageplay content
beastiality
necrophilia
real people content
thank you for respecting these rules! love u
MASTERLIST*
Succession
Roman Roy
Human Resources- Having lunch with your problematic boss is about as fun as it sounds (that is to say, very fun)
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Peacemaker
Adrian Chase
Three times Adrian Chase tried to understand love (and failed miserably... kind of)
Death Saving- as it turns out, dungeons and dragons is as exhilarating as it is nerdy.
Beautiful- Adrian Chase is too good for this world, and you intend to let him know it
Current Fixations:
The following fandoms/characters are what I'm most willing to/focused on writing for at the moment:
Succession (any character. my love for this show knows no bounds.)
SAW (Amanda Young, Adam Stanheight)
thank you for your time! i hope you enjoy reaping the benefits from frankenstein's monster!
*The fics found previously on my blog (the ancient history) can be found on this link to the old masterlist post. I'm not currently writing for the old fandoms I used to write for, but who knows, maybe i'll fall back into old habits!
ur roman fic made me do those three little circles and settle down happily like a dog it is my bedtime story for the evening i love it and i love the way you write
omfg thank u! i appreciate the kind words and im glad to know that my goal of inspiring dog-like behavior in everyone who encounters this blog is being fulfilled <3<3
oh totally. I mean, any writing I would do for lukas would be from requests bc most of my ideas center around the sibs, but I could totally write for lukas if asked :-)
tentative yes? I'm like super busy as of late so I probably won't be able to put any Huge fics out but yeah I might drop a drabble here and there. like everybody on that show is freaky and weird and hot😋
~ Having lunch with your problematic boss is about as fun as it sounds (very fun)
warnings: joking about sexual harassment (no actual sexual harassment)
notes: i wanna make this guy meow for me. lil somethin to shake off the cobwebs. this is like a little corny but I forgot how to write good during my hiatus
“I could bludgeon you to death.”
“What?”
Roman almost seems offended by your surprise. He looks at you from across his desk as though he’d asked you the weather and you slapped him across the face. You’d been having a relatively peaceful afternoon–it had been hectic in the office, so you both decided to eat lunch at Roman’s desk. Your conversation had been fine, if maybe a little mundane. You were almost grateful for Roman’s weird outburst for allowing the both of you to fall into your regular routines.
“I feel like, if it really came down to it, I could bludgeon you to death,” He leans forward in his chair. “I’m not saying I want to, I’m just saying if the situation called for it, I wouldn’t, like, struggle.”
“Why the fuck would the situation call for it?” You ask, eyebrows furrowed.
“I don’t fucking know, maybe you start PMS-ing and end up taking a swing at me.”
“Jesus, Rome,” you chide, “Is this the kinda shit you fantasize about? Spend a lot of time playing with yourself imagining what it would feel like to bash my brains out?” A part of you is grateful that you've finished your lunch already–this conversation is not working wonders for your appetite.
“Ok, well, now you made it weird.” Roman slumped over in his chair, sitting at an angle that could not have been comfortable. “I was just throwing it out there, no need to get your fuckin’ dick twisted in a knot.”
“Y’know what? I bet you’re wrong,” This catches his attention. “If we got into a fight like that–like, life or death–I could kick your ass.”
“No fucking way, are you kidding? Have you seen yourself?” he pushes himself up where he sits, fitting his legs underneath his body and leaving him perched on his chair like a bird. “You’re, like, 2% muscle and 98% bitch. You can’t even send your drink back if they get your coffee order wrong–I think if you were faced with life-threatening danger, your heart would self-destruct to avoid the conflict. I wouldn’t even have to bludgeon you to death.”
If anybody else was saying this to you, you’d be appalled. Thankfully, you’ve had years of practice fully dedicated to building up your Roman tolerance. “You’re hardly life-threatening, Rome. All I need to do is call you gross, like, once, and you’d be too blinded by weird, horny brain-fog to fight me,” You’re not sure when you rose from your seat and began to lean against his desk, but you pay it no mind. Like clockwork, he rises up on his chair to reach your eye level. He has a smug look on his face that you’d grown increasingly accustomed to.
“You’re disgusting, you know that? I could get you fired for talking to a superior that way, you pervert.” He narrows his eyes at you, and the corners of his mouth quirk upwards. He’s moved closer to you, close enough so that you feel his breath on your face. Too close. You take the opportunity to flick him on the underside of his jaw, and he throws his head backward as though you’d socked him in the nose.
“That’s assault! You just assaulted me! God, Human Resources is going to have a field day with this. The young, naive assistant violently assaulting her boss after making crude, sexual comments about him–feminism really has gone too far.” He leans back toward you, this time straining to seem as though he was towering over you. Instead, he ends up talking to your forehead.
“Please, Roman, you’re being delusional.” His jaw drops.
“And now you’re gaslighting me. I cannot believe I’ve had someone so cruel working for me all these years.” He fans himself like a southern belle. You stifle your laughter at his dramatic display. “You’re toxic, this is toxic. Do you think Greg treats Tom this way? Because I sure don’t.”
“Greg treats me in what way?” Tom’s voice cuts through. Both you and Roman jerk backwards, and for some reason you feel your face heat up. It feels like you’ve been caught doing something you shouldn’t have.
“He treats you like the pretty pillow princess you are, Tom.” Roman quips, seemingly unaffected by Tom’s sudden appearance. Tom’s face contorts strangely, and he lets out a strangled half-scoff-half-laugh while flapping his hand dismissively. You cock an eyebrow at his behavior, which draws out for just a little too long. Tom clears his throat.
“Anyways,” he straightens his tie. Your mind wanders to a late-night conversation you had with Roman where he called Tom a ‘sad, deeply repressed, half-muppet-half-man hybrid’. It becomes clearer everyday that he was spot on. “Kendall asked to see you in his office. I’m not sure what about, but he seemed… frazzled.”
“Frazzled.” Roman repeats, irritated. He turns to you, and for a second, you almost think he looks disappointed. “Duty calls. I’ll have to report you to HR later. Try not to sexually harass anyone else until then, m’kay?”
Before you have a chance to respond, he blows you a kiss and scurries out the door, leaving you and Tom alone in his office. Tom looks at you with his muppet eyes.
i cannot believe someone else on this site likes percy dolarhyde. paul dano spitting on daniel craig awakened something in me.
NO FOR REAL. i was not the same person after witnessing cowboy paul dano doing his greasy little cowboy thing. there was something about watching him press his gross ass hair into the jail bars that Changed Me.
i had a dream about washing muddy eli’s hair so yknow what im gonna write about it. and none of you can stop me. unless you find my home address and kill me. then you will have stopped me
i see your need for discussion about paul dano as eli sunday, but there’s literally no one talking about him as percy dolarhyde in cowboys & aliens. harrison ford’s spoiled insolent brat of a son, whom no one including his own father can stand, getting the shit beat out of him by daniel craig?? being a cocky little shit and talking about how his daddy is going to rain hellfire and then immediately cowering when james fucking bond smacks his head on the bars of a jail cell?? ? deliciously pathetic
no ur so right he's so fine in cowboys and aliens and not enough people know it. i literally want to take a bite out of him and then run away with his stupid little cowboy hat (he would probably let me tbh)
we as a society don’t talk about paul dano as eli sunday enough. youre telling me i get to witness paulie himself play a pathetic little priest who gets kicked around like a small dog and screams at the top of his lungs during his weirdly erotic sermons for FREE? god damn
hiiiiiiomg sorry for not posting or writing anything i did get srugery on monday and now im on a lot of drugs <3 but however i did see the batman and battinson is hot and paul dano is hot and selina kyle is hot and theyre all so hot and dude once i can write coherently again im going to be so insane about them
