#Marmien

[room027]

when you’ve been hunting for your missing dead friend for so long you get a tiny bit of a crush on him.. just a little yk

[oonessawness]

Good morning Marmien nation who up

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[fuffleton]

i’m right about their dynamic

[djbeat]

hey man how's it going

[mnt-artss]

polyamory jumpscare

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[gottawriteanegoortwo]

Marmien: I Tire of this Party

Socialising is exhausting, even for those who have been doing it all their lives.

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787

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Another Saturday night, another gathering of the upper class.

However, it was at the home of Mark's parents, recognising the work of a local orchestra at a recent event. Mark had been encouraged to come, and he naturally invited his three closest friends.

Spirits were high. Compared to the normal social outings, this was the closest to "among peers" any of them could get. There were no masks to don, no secret rules of formality to follow. Dinner was pleasant, and the music playing on the gramophone was keeping the jubilant ambiance going. Everywhere he looked, the people that mattered most to Mark were having fun.

Ah, life truly was for the living!

William could loudly announce he would challenge someone to a drinking contest and three people would shout their interest in participating. Celine could meet with the musicians she had studied with and gossip about people they all had the misfortune of knowing.

As for Damien….? Mark glanced around.

Strangely, Damien was nowhere to be seen. He was normally upfront with the actor if something was wrong, relying on little touches to give Mark a proper hint on what was on his mind.If his partner wasn't around, something must have happened. Mark stepped out of the main function room and began searching.

The other rooms dedicated for socialising were busy, but each lacked a familiar face. That ruled out the option of Damien making the social rounds. The bathrooms were empty, and he wasn't hiding in the kitchen. That didn't leave many options, unless…

He opened the back door to step outside.

Finally, there he was.

Damien was slumped on the stone bench overlooking the garden, head rolled back as he absentmindedly watched the branches sway in the late evening breeze. There was a small adjustment to his position as Damien noted Mark's arrival, but he made no effort to move.

"I'm sorry I stepped out without telling you. I didn't mean to worry you."

"You don't need to apologise. I know you were tired before we ever arrived. We can leave if you -"

"No, no…" Damien's interruption was slow, "I'm alright. You go back in and enjoy yourself. I'll be in shortly. I simply need a moment to collect myself."

Mark sighed. It wouldn't feel right leaving the politician out here alone. He threw a glance behind him, and an idea hit him.

"I'm not really in a rush to go back inside. Everyone is loud tonight. I tire of this party. I think a break would be ideal. Scoot over." Mark playfully waved his hand as Damien moved.

This was the perfect chance to strike.

Mark sat down beside Damien, wrapped his arm around the other man's shoulders, and pulled him close until Damien's head was resting on Mark's shoulder. Barely a second passed before Damien nestled in closer and let the arm that wasn't pinned in between himself and Mark drape lazily across the actor's chest. Once set, Damien sighed, and the tension he had been holding slipped away.

It was rare for the couple to be affectionate in public. With Damien's position, there was a high risk of trouble if he was discovered by his parents. However, not a single guest cared for his family here. The pair could relax.

Time was kind on the couple, opting to let the seconds pass slower so they could relish the other's company and the peaceful environment. The party felt like it was on the other side of the world. They could be anywhere else right now.

Hm. That was an idea.

Mark leaned down to kiss the top of Damien's head. "You know… I would be content to leave the party early tonight. I have done my duty as the faithful son."

"Mark -"

"I'm serious, Damesy. I've had the thought of us cuddling in bed together planted in my mind. That's far more inviting than anything here." He gently squeezed Damien's shoulder to support this. "What do you say? Would that be much better than this bench?"

"It does sound inviting," Damien murmured. "But you are sure you want to skip the rest of the night? You were so excited for this."

"I was, but now I want to go home. Otherwise, I will need to keep you in my arms everywhere I go at that party."

"You need to stop being so clingy."

"Actually, you need to stop being so perfect to embrace. It's like we were made for one another." Mark's words were familiar, and Damien lazily hummed in agreement.

The night was young, and spending the time together sounded ideal. The pair would have to move before the night chill set in, but there was no rush for that.

[bloodgreyhare]

Basically the aftermath of the 1st photo, from my previous post. 💀

(Context: Damien invites the DA to his mansion, just to chat and hang out. They haven't talked in a while. Before the DA arrives, Actor Mark visits Damien also...And hmm, the first pic explains it all....)

[cate-geo]

Look all I’m saying is if the DA, the Mayor, and the Actor were in a QPR, everything would have been FINE

[darkiveofourown]

Curtain Call

Read on Ao3 Pairing: Marmien Words: 2,522 Rating: Teen (for language) Summary: With their son starring in his first play, the Iplier's should have a pleasant night out. Instead Mark is acting like a colossal prick. Will Damien be able to keep their marriage intact, or will Mark go too far?

Part 1 of the Blood is Thicker series

[darkiveofourown]

"Damien?" calls Mark from the manor living room. They've lived together for a few wonderful years now. Celine and William are long gone from their lives, as much as he hates it. But there's nothing he can do about it now. At least he will always have Mark. 

"Yes?" he says as he strolls in, cane dangling from his hand. 

"I have something to tell you."

"Oh?"

"Yes. You should sit down." 

Not liking the sound of that, Damien gingerly sits as though the leather chair might eat him up. Maybe it would be payback for all the meat he's eaten in his life. 

"What's this about?" he asks when Mark just looks at him, pittying, not saying a word. 

Damien despises when Mark acts this way, as though he knows everything and everybody else knows absolutely nothing. 

"I got an offer for a part-" 

"That's great." 

"Let me finish," urges Mark. 

Embarrassed, Damien readjusts in his seat, hand unknowingly playing with the head of his cane. 

"It's in England." 

Damien blinks hard. 

"England?" 

"Yes."

"Did you tell them to reconsider where they shoot it?" 

"No." 

"Did you turn it down?" 

Mark sends him a frown. 

"Damien, I took the offer. I'm moving to England." 

The floor shudders. Ceilings collapse atop him. England? That's halfway around the world! 

His voice goes impossibly low. 

"For how long?" 

"A year."

"A year?" he shouts. "How could agree to that? You know I can't go with you. What about my career? Where does that leave us?" 

He knows there are too many questions, but, dammit, he wants an answer to each one. 

"I'm sorry, this is for the best." 

"Your best scenario maybe, but where does that leave me?"

"Damien," chides Mark, acting as though Damien is a child. 

"Don't 'Damien' me," he growls. "You knew damn well this would hurt me and you did it anyway."

"Like I said, I'm sorry, but this is a wonderful opportunity for my career. I thought you would be at least a little bit happy for me." 

"Happy for you?" sneers Damien. "What about us? What about our relationship?"

"There are always letters. We don't have to lose contact." 

"But for a whole year?" 

Mark goes to Damien's side, sitting on his haunches and looking into Damien's hurt mocha eyes. There's so much pain there that he doesn't want to show, yet Mark sees right through him. 

"My dear, it's only a year. We've known each other almost our whole lives. It won't be that bad." 

Mark's understanding tone helps pacify him. He adjusts his suit jacket in one last bout of anger before giving in. 

Reaching out, Mark takes Damien's hand in his. The other man squeezes back. 

"Do you promise to come back to me?" 

"I promise." 

Damien searches Mark's chocolate eyes, his understanding expression. The actor is telling the truth. 

"Okay. In that case, you can go." 

Mark smiles slyly. 

"I wasn't aware I needed your permission." 

Really, Mark should know him better than that by now. 

"Of course you do. I'm your fiance, remember?" 

"How could I forget?" Mark says through a cheeky smile, thumb running over the ring on Damien's finger. It in and of itself is a promise that he'll come back. And, if he doesn't, there will be hell to pay. 

Prompt #464

“I’m sorry, this is for the best.”

“Your best scenario maybe, but where does that leave me?”

[marshmellowtea]

fucking EMBARRASSING to start liking ships you only liked in an angst way in a fluff way too like not even three months ago i made a post about how i loved will/tanya for being a train wreck you can’t look away from and now i’m making an au where they’re actually happy and in love or whatever this is actually so humiliating 😭😭😭

[room027]

IF THIS ISNT HOMOEROTIC SUBTEXT I DONT KNOW WHAT IS.

[oonessawness]

Marmien nation NEVER fails me

[fuffleton]

the long to be close to you

[djbeat]

[fgfluidity]

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