So For Personal Reference Seeing How Popular Lucky Shot Https://www.tumblr.com/morsartis/681458733944061952/lucky-shot?source=share

I see it’s been a little bit since your last posts. Just wondering if you are actively taking requests?

I am ALWAYS taking requests. Please, nothing makes me happier than seeing my inbox be flooded with multiple requests. I want to see it burst. I love opening up my little tumblr app and seeing all the ideas you guys have. PLEASE send me requests and asks and whatever other things pop into your precious little heads.

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!

Mors Speaks

One of these days I'm just gonna go feral and write self indulgent X Reader fics of my favs but Marvus simps are still here and must be fed. They are appreciated deeply but this is not a Marvus only blog and I am one free moment away from screaming into the abyss about my favs. Which probably won't get as many likes or reblogs but they're self indulgent for a reason lol. But worry not because I am always taking requests and asks for writing especially because the ideas thrown my way are serotonin in these crazy ass times.

Howdy again! Please take your time getting to this as I know I’ve requested before but I just wanted to put this here before I forget lol

Would you be able to do a Marvus x ❤️Human Reader (She/her) where’s its a date to a human aquarium? ://3 it’s a favorite date idea of mine and I’d love to see your take on it! Feel free to make it as lovey and dovey as you want >:33

THANK UU BYEEE *runs*

I loved this prompt so much and I apologize for the shortness! And feel free to make as many requests as you please! The fic is up now and I got to make a little mermaid reference which was great lol

homestuck is old enough to start playing sburb today...... incredible

Nightmares Marvus x Reader

Heart trying to escape out of your throat you sat up in your bed breathing hard. For a moment you could still hear the sounds of the alarms on your little rocket ship blaring in alert as you crashed into Alternia’s surface. But as you began to wake more you realized you were safe- Alternia long behind you. Trembling from adrenaline you shakily threw off your blankets and slipped out of bed. Your legs felt weak, fawn-like as you wandered out of Marvus’ guest room. For the life of you, you couldn’t figure out what had triggered the nightmare. It had been years since that night, you weren’t even on Alternia anymore. Trying to calm yourself you stumbled into the kitchen and took a seat at the island. It was nothing. Nothing at all. You had experienced much worse than the shuttle crash since then and came out on the other side. Out of all the nightmares you had had since then it baffled and frustrated you that the crash was the most frequent of all. Behind you was the shuffle of feet and you nearly jumped out of your skin as you turned to find Marvus shuffling into the kitchen.

“Hey lil buddy was up?” He asked tiredly, voice gravelly from sleep. Guilt over waking him nearly choked you. 

“I didn’t mean to wake you.” You spoke softly.

“Nah, don’ worry bout it. What’s wrong? Y’look like you seen some shit.” 

“It was just an old nightmare. Nothing I can’t handle.”

That just made Marvus frown as he came to sit beside you, dragging his stool close enough your knees brushed. 

“Wanna talk bout it?”

“Not… Not really.”

Marvus sighed, reaching out to lay his hand on your leg in a soothing gesture. His thumb rubbed at the exposed skin, his cold hands remarkably grounding as you fought down the shivers of phantom panic. 

“I know I ain’t yo diamond or nothin’ but you do be knowin’ I still care bout you right?”

“Of course.” 

“But you still don’ wanna talk bout it.” 

“Its an old nightmare Marvus, comes back up every once in awhile. But its over now. That’s what matters.” 

“Still hurtin’ you somethin’ fierce though.” 

“Marvus.” You sighed. He glanced away with a clear scowl before shaking his head. 

“I don’ like seein’ you this worked up. ‘Specially when there ain’t a damn thing to do bout it.”

“I know. I’m sorry for waking you.”

“Don’t.” He spoke voice surprisingly firm, you glanced up at him to find him staring at you intently, almost angrily, “Don’t apologize. I don like the thought of you jus’ hidin’ away til your thinkpan’s on straight. Ain’t right.” 

“People have nightmares all the time.”

“Yeah? Well you ain’t jus’ people to me.”

You could feel the tears burning at your eyes, the stress of your nightmare rearing its ugly head. For a brief moment it was as if the deafening screech of metal was all around you again. Taking a deep breath you placed your hand on top of his. 

“Thanks Marvus.” 

His other hand came up to carefully wipe the tears from your eyes. Movements gentle as his thumb caressed your cheek. 

“What can I do?” He asked after a moment when the tears just kept coming. 

“I don’t…” More tears welled in your eyes blurring his face, “I don’t know.”

What a terrifying thought. The realization you didn’t know what would make you feel better at all. His hand brushed across your cheek again, then past it until he was carefully cupping the back of your head. He tilted you forwards as he leaned down until your foreheads were touching.

“That’s okay. Lemme jus’ take care of ya.” He spoke, voice soft. He tilted away from you to place a kiss to your scalp. “Don’ worry bout nothin’.” 

A shuddering breath left you as he deftly moved to lift you into his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck you buried your head in his shoulder. Tears were burning at your eyes, trailing down your cheeks more insistent than before as you wrapped your legs around his legs. 

“I’ve got you. Ain’t nothin’ gon’ get you tonight, babe.” Claws rubbing soothingly up and down your back you allowed yourself to cry openly. Sobbing without restraint into his shoulder as he carried you back to bed. He wouldn’t shush you, the comfort he offered was different than what Polypa offered as your moirail. But it was more than you expected to receive and genuine. So very genuine. You knew he’d cleave the world in two if you asked and it terrified you as much as it soothed you. 

But tonight you could admit that it was what you needed. To know you were safe, to know you were loved, it was enough.

Listen. Listen I get the hype and thirst for Miguel O'Hara okay? I get it. BUT THE WAY I WOULD FOLD FOR HOBIE BROWN I SWEAR TO GOD. I would make lawn chairs jealous. Wet paper towels would have nothing on me. Origami would wish it could do what I would do. The unholy things I want that man to do to me would get me banned from church. I apologize in advance for the person I will become once ATSV gets released on demand. Hobie and Miguel had no reason to be that fine but if I don't see more people simping for Spiderpunk I will be DISAPPOINTED he was TOO GODDAMN PRETTY for you guys not to jump on that.

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.

Fic Masterlist

Thought I'd make a masterlist of all the fandoms I write for and the fics I've done so far.

HOMESTUCK/FRIENDSIM/PESTERQUEST

Lanque Bombyx

Masochism Tango- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/masochism-tango/suzv9jm8j3az

Mallek Adalov

Victory Spoils- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/victory-spoils/152xtvm80nwp

Cirava Hermod

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/whyd-you-only-call-me-when-youre-high/t0089xxv9lu2

Marvus Xoloto

Come Get Her- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/come-get-her/vizkenltfuz5

Lucky Shot- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/lucky-shot/x54inu5fasvs

Miss You- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/miss-you/ewen2twbm0y1

Lights Down Low- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/lights-down-low/ohj2wuzff6nj

Let's Link- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/lets-link/hx697kygcfoh

The Bets Are On- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/the-bets-are-on/918wjpbuivaf

That [Redacted]- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/that-redacted/bl3lkqf5sdoq

Built Like An Icecream Cone- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/built-like-an-ice-cream-cone/rigvlt2xspty

The Tweet Part 1- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/the-tweet-part-2/uqqt1es4h5n3

The Tweet Part 2- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/the-tweet-part-2/uqqt1es4h5n3

Marvus x Reader- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/marvus-xoloto-x-reader/rdan8fe7rxkv

Marvus Headcanons- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/hey-hey-i-would-like-to-req-some-headcanons-of/bg1acxxqi85p

Marvus Headcanons- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/hey-your-writing-was-awesome-ive-just/280001hqducz

Polypa Goezee

Together- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/together/08tzjvdvjasf

Polypa x Reader- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/polypa-goezee-x-reader/2c7odkvm2o2j

Tagora Gorjek

Tagora x Reader- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/tagora-gorjek-x-reader/653j7tepcqrf

X-MEN

Peter Maximoff

Compliment- https://at.tumblr.com/morsartis/compliment/08f2jjfpe3jj

Compliment Part 2- https://www.tumblr.com/morsartis/712465236316372992/compliment-part-2?source=share

TMNT

HETALIA

MARVEL/MCU/616 COMICS

DC

TRANSFORMERS/MTMTE/CYBERVERSE

POKEMON

STAR TREK

BNHA/MHA

FNAF/SECURITY BREACH

LOTR

Home pt. 1

(part one of the Home series)

There was something peaceful about getting away from things for awhile. Something relaxing about being able to put life on the back burner even if it was just for a day or so. It was what had drawn you to the ramshackle cabin in the first place. The abandoned home was remote and unimpressive. A sort of thing your eyes could sweep over and miss if you weren’t careful. To say it was love at first sight might have been a bit dramatic but... It was nice to have a place to go where no one would look for you. Most had simply seen a money pit- and in a way it was- but you had seen a project. Your interest had started small, it made a beautiful photography set, and that was where your interest deepened. From there you had cleaned up the surrounding area, pulling weeds until your hands were red and sore, snapping pictures of the little well pump your had uncovered. Then you had wanted pictures of the porch. But the porch was falling apart and certainly not as photogenic as you would have liked. So you simply asked a few stores in town if they had pallets they wanted to get rid of. Surprise, surprise, they did. That was how the porch got new steps and boards. You had used some left over stain you’d found in the attic with an excuse of needing it for a photoshoot. An easy half truth to keep. No one in your family asked a single question, they were well used to your antics. 

It didn’t occur to you how deeply invested you were into the cabin until you used the many needed repairs as a way to vent out your frustration. Somewhere along the way you had become wholly attached to the abominable thing. The cabin was your little secret, a place that only you seemed to know of. That seemed to become useful as you watched your family life fall apart at the seams. 

Your sister was getting married, something you were excited for, even your parents were excited. Until they learned to who- or rather what- your sister was marrying. A young dwarf woman who looked at your sister like she hung the moon. It hadn’t even crossed your mind that your parents weren't as enthused with your sister’s happiness as you were. That night had led to one of the biggest fights you’d ever seen. Your parents tried everything to convince your sister to break off the engagement to no avail. She loved her fiancée. In the end she had packed her things and left. What your parents didn’t know was that you helped her. She had asked you to come with her and while you regretted not doing so, you had a plan. The cabin was slowly coming along and while you still needed to buy some much needed appliances it wouldn’t be long. It might not have been ideal, the cabin was off grid after all, it would certainly do in the pinch you were in. So you put extra hours into your job and buckled down for the long haul. You wanted to be out of there before the wedding and your sister was going to get a wedding present even if it killed you. She deserved at the very least that much. 

You were close to your goal. All you needed was a fridge to replace the busted one and then you could focus on some bare necessity furniture. At the moment you were working a late night shift at your new job, you had to juggle two if you wanted to meet your deadline, and going over your mental checklist. After you bought that fridge you would need to buy a bed first. Having something to sleep on was important, especially with your two jobs. Once you had that set up you could begin sneaking your things out. It was best not to alert your parents to what you were doing. Who knows how they’d react...

“(y/n)?” You nearly jumped out of your skin. Turning swiftly you found your coworker- one of the mothpeople- staring at you in concern. Their hands were clutching each other as they stared you down. You smiled reassuringly. 

“I’m fine Azar, no need to worry.” He seemed to think it over before nodding slowly. 

“Alright then. If you are sure.” Giving him another reassuring smile you nodded. You liked Azar, he was slow to warm up to others but once he did he was very kind. It might have had to do with his appearance, he was a death’s head moth with a very punkish fashion sense, not the most friendly looking person. But you found out soon enough that once someone extended an olive branch in his direction he latched on with all four hands and didn’t let go. You were glad to have him as your friend. 

Once again you were lost to your thoughts as you closed up that night. Azar had offered a ride but you had apologetically declined. When everything was all set up you’d take him up on the offer. But until then you had to focus on the goal at hand. Though you still felt bad for declining the offer.

(EDIT: PART 2 is up!)