#( marco is a dork and it kinda fits with him only confessing after telling her to leave / almost losing her )

[lunalyt]

when you get your soft, italicized, "Oh."

tagged. no one I stole it tagging. @sunbcrned​

the  missed  opportunity

this  one  comes  with  a  pang.  it  is  the  wrinkled  brow  of  something  unpleasant  sinking  in.  they've  left  to  find  some  new  adventure.  or  they've  met  someone  else.  and  you  have  only  just  begun  to  understand  their  true  importance  to  you.  you  watch  them  drift  toward  a  future  without  you,  and  in  that  stark  numbness  of  their  absence,  it  hits  you.  Oh.  oh,  you  want  them  close.  you  hopelessly,  selfishly  want  them  all  to  yourself.  you'll  support  them  no  matter  what,  but  you  don't  want  them  to  want  a  future  that  doesn't  involve  you.  you  want  them  to  read  the  near-invisible  signs  of  your  love  and  decide  to  take  a  chance  on  you.  you  never  want  to  say  that  you  *used*  to  know  each  other.  so  what  are  you  going  to  do?

the emergency

something goes wrong. there's urgency. everything gets turned upside down, and you have to grab for the things that matter most-- Oh. suddenly, there's perspective, and at the worst possible moment, the moment when there is so much else going on, you realize that you have been breathless with want for so, so long. you want everyone to be safe, but please, please, you want *them* to be safe. you want everything to be okay so that you can have another chance to get things right. a chance to start over. and everything will be okay, of course, because you've made it through bad moments before, and that foundation of trust is there, even if you've never quite acknowledged it to its full potential. you trust them. you need them. *Oh.*

the late-night talk

Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.

the late-night talk

Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.

[artgirllullaby]

Murphy’s First Date

*Arrives late with a Starbucks frappucino* I won’t even ask because being late is now my thing so *shrugs and slurps from frappucino*

Well, after being forcefully transferred non-officially to my new position in my work, my time to write has been reduced (not to talk about the whole stress that consumes my energy to write) so when inspiration/motivation hits I literally have to go overdrive before it expires. Which is why I’m not joining many fandom events, sorry guys.

anyways, this is inspired on true fact events that happened this weekend at home which got me to think “what if was Starco” and it got me giggling so much to think that I have to write and share this. And since the shoe fits, why not join @starco-week Day 1 and try fill in again? :D

So let’s go!

Fun fact: The part that was inspired in true events it’s in the tags, but I recommend you to look only after reading the whole thing ;)

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Murphy’s First Date

Marco let himself drop on Star's fluffy carpet. With the towel still on his head he tried to hide his face from her, frustrated on how the day went from awkward to a holy level of mess.

It was their first official date as a couple, but everything went down in the most awkward ways. First with both their parents wanting to tag along, it took them a run along the mall to lose them and get somewhere else, then they ran into Janna who was monitoring the date through one of the cameras in his hoodie. So while getting a new shirt and hood, they run into Ferguson and Alfonso, who decided to pay help Marco which was nice… until they left for their DND meeting and Marco realized they switched bags, leaving him with a elf costume he had to wear so Janna stop looking into his date.

So they finally get to tacos and made their order… And then Jackie and Tom arrived and sat by their table trying to find comfort and completely missing the fact it was a date by them (Marco couldn’t blame them when he’s wearing a freaking elf costume) because, one had a huge fight with her girlfriend and was afraid they would break up, and the other got stood up by his date. So instead of eating more tacos, Star and Marco ordered them to go and tried to calm down both the friends who were crying their hearts out and stuffing their faces on tacos.

That is, until Jackie girlfriend showed up and talked to her and they were making out right then and there (At this point he didn’t even know if he wanted to ask for them to take another table or just leave) and Tom's date (Janna?! Say what?!) Showed up eventually since she was late trying to fix her TV ("thanks, Marco." She had said and suddenly it got him that their date was spying on his somehow.)

It was almost night and things were a mess, but it was OK! Because he got Star, she was happily walking beside him holding his hand and they had some tacos to eat somewhere nice and finally things could be fine!

That was, until the thunder and sudden downpour went on them.

Holding her hand tightly and trying not to slip on the streets as everyone run for cover, Marco got in his house and search for his key… Which was on the hoodie he threw away with Janna embodied camera. He hitted his head on the door angrily as Star tried to call his parents by no results.

His parents got home ten minutes later finding them soaking to their bones as they waited by the door, trying to take cover in the little patio build there with no use (it almost could shelter one, two people was impossible). The Diaz opened the door to them, Star's parents walked in right after them carrying Mariposa under an umbrella.

He took a looked on the tacos in vain before throwing them in the trash for being soaked and ruined.

But the worst part, the worst of it all wasn’t the awkwardness, the shame or everything that went wrong. The worst was when he got her a towel and was about to tell her to take a shower to get warm and she began to sneeze.

Star got sick.

They stayed out in the rain for too long and she just had because a normal human, so it was only natural she as her body wasn’t used or weren’t prepared for such things as getting soaked in sudden cold rain, of course she would get cold!

And now here they were, sitting in Star’s fluffy carpet in the room she left ready for her visits in his house, as Star had her hair dried by her mother, curled under a blanket his mother gave and a hot drink (probably some mint tea by the smell of it) to try help her to avoid getting anything deeper than sneezing from cold.

Marco sighed frustrated as ever throwing the damp towel away as he finished drying his hair and left it a mess.

"Are you mad?" Star asked cautiously.

"Of course I am!" Hiding his face between his hands he confessed to her "I was right all along, I was a terrible boyfriend to Jackie and I a worst boyfriend to you!"

"Wait, what?!" Star put her mug with the tea down and took his hands away from his face "Marco, what are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?! I am talking about this our first date as a couple being ruined!"

Star blinked at him "What?"

"Come on, everything that could be wrong today had gone wrong!" Marco pulled his pajama shirt up to hide his face "From our parents, to Janna, to Ferg and Al, to Jackie and Tom to the stupid rain and now you’re sick! I’m the worst boyfriend ever!"

Star smiled ever so lovingly at him, remembering how she fell for this dork. "Marco, you’re not the worst… You’re the best ever."

Gently, Star pulled his shirt down until it was down his neck and she could see his face again, but he avoided her eyes by looking to the other side.

"It’s not your fault… Actually I think it’s mine."

"What?" Marco asked confused looking at her.

"Well… I didn’t really think of this as our first real date or anything… I mean, dates are for couples to know each other and bond and we already have all that, we have for a long time… So when you told me we would go out, I thought it was, more casual hang out and stuff. So I told our parents and I might have let them think they were invited because wasn’t anything special… Like, you said ‘we’ as The Diaz and The Butterfly, not as Star and Marco."

"Oh…"

"Sorry, I should have asked before talking to your mother and kinda letting her think the same thing."

"No, it’s ok…" He sat up thoughtful, "I think I also should have let more clear, I never mentioned about movie and dinner, now that I think about it make sound like hanging out… I wanted to make it kinda like a surprise, but I should have at least let you known I wanted to be just the two of us.” He smiled at her.

Star nodded and went on, "Then about Janna… I asked her to record it." Marco blinked at her several times too shocked to speak, so she went on "I… Once she said about the cameras, I thought would be nice to have some recordings for us, so I asked her to record… But when you found out you got so freaked out I couldn’t tell you! So… I just let on mine." She looked at her lace pin soaked and frowned "But I doubt something survived the rain."

Marco rested his hands in top on hers and caressed gently "I guess, I did freaked out more than I should have…"

"You guess?" Star chuckled

"Fine, I screamed like a little boy wetting his pants for finding monster under his bed." He sighed "Recordings are fine, but we can do that ourselves Star. We can take pictures, videos and whatever else you want. Even contract Janna, but let me know first, OK?"

Star nodded and held his hands, "Then… There’s Ferguson and Alfonso."

"How you have anything to do with us switching bags?"

"Cause I was trying to recover your hoodie and the camera without you noticing, so I dropped the bags, but both looked the same and were zipped, I didn’t have time to look cause they came and I had to guess, so I went with the lighter one because I thought his costume would be heavier!" Star facepalmed herself "When you checked and I realized the mistake they were already off. I had sent a text for them, but they were on the road until few minutes ago, Ferg said he will get your hoodie back to switch."

"I don’t care much about the hoodie, I just didn’t want to make you feel a idiot walking around with a guy dressed as a elf for no reason… But didn’t work much."

Star laughed "I guess it didn’t."

Marco smiled and sat closer to her passing his arm around her shoulders and giving her cheek a gentle kiss that made her giggle.

"Wait, you don’t have anything to do with Jackie and Chloe’s fight, do you?"

"No! No, no no no. That was just an unfortunate coincidence for real. Though Janna did get late because I had asked her to go get the camera you threw away" she smiled ashamed.

He smiled painfully back, "Yeah we gonna need to make it up to Tom somehow even if I ruined without knowing. He deserve better."

His girlfriend agreed and held him closer, "I thought you got angry because after you threw the hoodie away you lost your keys and got wet… And I know you hate wet socks. So I was afraid to speak and getting it worse… I’m sorry."

He smiled at her and rested his forehead on hers, "I was angry that the date went wrong and you were getting wet. I was never angry at you… Well, maybe a little bit now, but it’s already gone knowing you meant well."

Star smiled at her boyfriend leaning up and touching his lips with her own on a longing kiss before snuggling into his embrace wrapping them both in the blanket.

"You know, we don’t need anything else. This is good."

Marco hummed in agreement caressing her back, "Yeah, this is fine… As long as I have you it’s OK."

Star smiled "With or without dates, we belong together" she giggled.

"That was super clichê" Marco laughed.

"Shut up."

For a while they stayed like that. Getting warm in each other arms and being just comfortable in each other. And for that moment Marco realize he really was too stressed on what he wanted them to be instead of what they are and taking that into the natural way. Star was right, they had their relationship a long way already, some things did change now they were a couple, but they become a couple by who they were and that could not change; if so what would be the point?

Yes, they had flaws and things to solve as any other, but they were just in the beginning and sincerely? Marco couldn’t wait to see what was to be  in future.

They rearranged their position and he turned on his notebook in her room, choosing a movie to watch undercovers with her, and to be fair? This was as good as any date they could have. Maybe wasn’t fancy or epic, but they had each other and they were having fun watching some silly movie in the comfort of the home, and that was good enough for them. So what? They didn’t need anything else, opportunities for all the other stuff would happen eventually.

As he thought about all that, taking her shampoo essence and handing her tissues when she sneezed a few more times, he heard it. A squishy sound, so soft and low he almost missed if wasn’t for the silence in the room as he was selecting another movie.

"Star… Did you just fart?"

Suddenly looking like a red tomato, she looked down completely embarrassed "I-I guess that Taco didn’t get me so well… Sorry ha ha"

Marco laughed, "It’s ok, it’s very normal-" he was about to comfort her, when he stopped mid sentence and felt the smell looking at her horrified "I take it back, it’s not normal."

"What?"

"Star, you’re rotten" Marco said getting out the blankets.

"Marco!"

"Air! I need air!"

"It’s not that bad!" Star pouted getting more embarrassed.

"You can get worse than this one?!" He said surprised as he opened the door.

"Stop that!"

"Oh my God, Star!"

Star facepalmed herself, she was really being fart-shamed by her boyfriend? "Marco Diaz!”

"Marco!" Rafael called from the living room "What is this rotten smell?! Did you find the corpse of Mr. Cinnamon?"

Star wrapped herself under the blankets hiding embarrassed, as Marco replied "No, dad. Star just farted!"

She looked out the covers with a look that said betrayal to what Marco didn’t see as his back was to her.

"Oh my, that was a powerful one." Angie commented.

Marco suddenly took a moment to realize "Wait, corpse of Mr. Cinnamon?"

"Yeah, your hamster in Fourth grade stays for another time, Marco. Fix your girlfriend!" Rafael replied murmuring about turning the fans on and home essences.

Marco turned around and got attacked with a pillow by Star "I can’t believe you told them I farted!"

"What?!” He replied as he defended himself as he replied “They could smell!"

"Ugh! Marco Diaz, you’re the worst!"

Marco began to laugh as he knew she wasn’t serious just extremely frustrated on her embarrassment. Now this was more like them, switching from a sweet moment to awkward to laugh.

It would be a long and fun journey.

"We spiraled high on a gust of love!" Marco began singing as he got a pillow to defended himself of her pillow attack "And I knew right from the start, nothing could tear us apart… Until the day you farted hard-"

"Marco Ubaldo Diaz!" Star screamed at him angry. He began to fall down as if he was being dramatically defeated.

"-and now it’s too little too late!"

Oh oooooh

[jess-the-vampire]

His Hero

Haven’t wrote in awhile....

here, enjoy my dumb writing

He had a crush on Marco. This was a thought that constantly passed through the young demon's mind for weeks, no matter how often he tried to shake it off and pretend it was nothing. He wasn't sure how it started, maybe it was after they spent more time together, maybe it was when Marco broke down and sought him for comfort after being bullied badly in school, or maybe it was the night they first started hanging out.... Either way, Tom couldn't let it go. He didn't know at first, didn't know why he hugged Marco longer and tighter then he did before, or why whenever Marco was visiting he started immediately making the place as neat and as comfortable as possible, or even why every time he made Marco laugh it felt like his day was so much brighter then usual, but when it first hit him; boy did it hit him hard. His first instinct was to laugh it off, say he's just having more weird thoughts and move on. But the human never left his mind, and it was awfully hard to when they started hanging out on a regular basis. He knew this feeling before, with Star. It was all too heart-breakingly familiar for the demon to not pick up on. He knew he was attached to the human, he just never quite realized how attached he was to him. Sure, he showed attachment before when it came to protecting him, giving him advice, and talking to him about things he never could with Star, but it was only because Marco was the closest thing to a best friend Tom ever had. He never could talk to his parents, and Brian didn't really take his feelings much into account. Marco actually listened to him, Marco cared. Since when did anybody care about Tom? And since when did Tom care so much about anybody? If Marco wasn't happy, Tom wasn't, it's like he couldn't help it, he couldn't stand to see him upset or distressed. And when Tom was distressed, Marco knew what to say and what to do to help him. He could recall so many days where he had to deal with his father that ended with him and Marco fast asleep in Marco or even Tom's room. And it's amazing how those days where some of his favorites. Marco visited often, and each and every time Tom's mind squeaked for him to just admit his crush, but every time Tom managed to keep his mouth shut. What would Marco say? He could lose his only friend, not to mention he didn't even know if Marco even felt the same way. It would be humiliating. He wasn't too great at flirting anyway, Marco wasn't like Star, and he was sure anything he used to do with Star would probably be laughed off with Marco. After all, he and Star were only practically kids when they first dated, it wouldn't work. He tried leaving hints, like when he slipped to Marco once that he thought he had a crush on someone, or the time he started giving the kid a pet name, and even when he told Marco that he was very important to him but it seemed Marco hadn't picked up on any of it. They probably weren't very obvious anyway, guess he shouldn't be surprised. He was supportive of Marco, they were friends first and foremost, but he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart when Marco brought up some random skater girl or even Star Butterfly and talk about them so enthusiastically. He used to love talking about Star, being she was something the two shared in common but now he had grown sour at hearing her name. He couldn't help it either, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't handle it. How was he even supposed to compete with Star? She was perfect, she was everything he wasn't, bright, likable, happy..... She was everything Marco deserved and yet the human never showed any interest in the princess of mewni, she was only a friend, and he never saw her as anything more in his eyes. Tom should be relieved, but the back of his mind couldn't help but remind him that if Marco had to choose, he would probably choose Star over him any day. He felt a jab in his heart each time that thought crossed his mind. Marco told him things he never told to Star, he trusted Tom to not laugh at him for liking boybands or enjoying more "Feminine" things, and Tom never did. But what really stood out were the times he talked about his parents, or being bullied, or his loneliness. Stuff Star ignored. He felt important having Marco tell him such private things, another reason of many to love Marco, he gave Tom a sense of purpose. He'd spew out his issues, and would end up falling asleep next to Tom that night, feeling so much better getting so much off his chest. Tom would watch him fall asleep, putting blankets over him and let him rest. That voice would then come back, telling him to do it, kiss him, tell him his own feelings, just do something besides sit there and watch his friend sleep; but he never did. And every night after he would regret his choice to stay quiet. But one night was different. Marco came to him injured, beaten and bruised, and just barely able to walk and the demon prince immediately let him lie down on his bed and try to wrap him up and treat his injuries. He didn't say anything, but it was clear whatever happened, Star was currently unable to help fix his injuries with her wand due to whatever they had faced that day. When Marco finally could speak, he smiled, "Thanks tom....I don't know where i'd be without you..." "Neither would I honestly...", Tom half-laughed, trying to lighten the situation, "You gotta stop getting yourself hurt like this....safe kid is kinda disrespecting his title......". He looked him over, trying to hide the fact his eyes were slightly watering. "You're the prince of the underworld, and you like boybands and bunnies.....you should talk..", Marco joked back. This was their relationship, merely jabs at each other, comforting talks, and just being dorks; and Tom loved every minute of it. He helped clean up some of the blood and helped remove the human's hoodie, didn't want to overheat the human, and there were more injuries he couldn't see before. Although before Tom could help wrap up a rather painful mark on Marco's arm, the human pulled the demon in for a hug, nestling his head into the boy's shoulder. His shoulders were sagging, he was crying. "They took Star.....", he muttered weakly into the demon's shoulder, "I couldn't fight them all..." Tom hugged him back gently, "We'll get her back......" "Promise?" "Promise, But first you need to rest.....you're not fit to fight...", Tom told him, "Just rest....". No matter how he felt about Star these days, he could never leave her to suffer, not when she made Marco so happy and certainly not when she was one of the few friends Tom possessed these days. She didn't deserve this. Marco laid back down carefully, wincing at everything. "I failed her....If i wasn't so weak......", she started, before Tom interrupted him. "You're not weak Marco..." He insisted, and then let out a big sigh before continuing. "You're one of the strongest people I know, that's how i know together we'll get her back....you did everything you could..." He was blushing slightly, but Marco didn't notice on account of his own blushing face. "Me strong? Heh...Tom...I don't know about that, you and Star are so powerful...and i'm just..not..", He sounded rather dismal, "If I was like you guys....i'd never let this kinda stuff happen on my watch again..." "No Marco, if anything...you're way stronger then either of us..." The demon confessed, "Without you....who knows what i would've become, you've really helped me...with my anger and stuff...i couldn't do it on my own..." Marco said nothing. "And Star, you're her best friend.....without your level head who knows where'd she be?", He continued, "Marco....you don't need powers to be a hero...you're already kinda a hero to me....." He paused, feeling red after realizing just what he said. He quickly added on, "And Star....star too..." Marco looked at him strangely now as the demon continued to patch him up in order to stop making eye contact with him. Marco mumbled against the mattress, "You really think i'm a hero ?" Tom didn't answer at first, before letting out a soft sigh,  "Yes....". "I think you're pretty great too Tom...", Marco said, sounding tired now, "Despite where you came from, you still try to be better, it's.....it's really cool....to y'know..go against how other's see you..and prove them wrong". He yawned, making himself comfortable on the sheets, he was worn out. "I think you're cool Tom...you're sorta a hero too..in a different kind of way.." Tom looked taken aback by this comment, he blushed harder, trying to cover it up by moving blankets on his friend and hiding his face. He changed the subject immediately before Marco caught on to his crush, not now, it was too embarrassing to do it right now. He made sure Marco was comfortable before standing up, "You can stay here and rest for awhile...I'll stay with you, to make sure my dad doesn't find you here....". "What about Star?", Marco mumbled sleepily. "I can use my mirror to contact her mom...we'll need help.." Tom answered, "But right now i'm worried about you....that fight looks like it took a lot out of you, you could've died out there....". He sounded concerned, usually he joked about Marco getting hurt, just to mess with him. Seeing him hurt up close made him regret every single one of those jokes. "Lucky I have you then..", Marco said, closing his eyes, " I don't know what i'd do without you tom....", He smiled a bit. Tom took a deep breath, thankful Marco couldn't see his red face, he caved in; he had to do it. "Hey...uh Marco? I-I um...I really..", he babbled awkwardly, trying to find the right words. "Tom? Something up?", Marco said sleepily, slightly wincing at bits of pain. "I-I really...like.....", he attempted to keep himself calm but it wasn't helping, and his brain lost connection to his mouth,"...hanging out with you....". He really wanted to slap himself after saying that, he was so close and he chickened out. But Marco opened his eyes, "I really like hanging out with you too....You're a great friend Tom, I hope we'll be friends for a very long time......". He grinned at the demon, "Thanks for supporting me, and giving me someone to talk to...and allowing me to stop bottling my emotions....", he got drowsy again and his eyes closed, " You're wonderful....I like you tom..." That was the last thing he said before he fell asleep. Nothing could wipe the grin off Tom's face. He called Moon immediately, who while readying her armies to fight for Star's safe return, wanted him to guard Marco in case the monsters came back for him. And tom was more than happy to oblige. Maybe Marco didn't know the truth yet, but that was fine. When it was time, Tom would be ready for it. After all, he was marco's hero.