#marvus x zebruh

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I did this based off my bfs zebruh headcanons plus i needed to practice drawing other stuff other than maid stuff and occasionally oc things. I know it doesn't ENTIRELY look like zebruh especially the sleeves but i was too lazy to change it (i got my bfs approval on it hes the zebruh master after all)

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Heres his headcanon thingy though..

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Marvus and his money headcanon

(Been surfing through the marvus tags and I've got some thoughts to share regarding this clown)

To start off, I personally think troll currency is more digital than physical. Like everyone uses a card to trade or get items (and its only due to the empresses restrictions on things when she removed the adults from the planet) but physical money is still real, it's just a fun thing that highbloods and high midbloods use to flaunt and to trade amongst each other.

To signify the value of the bills, they have a strip of color from the cast they were made for. For example, Teals =80, Cerulean =90, Indigo =100, etc.

(There were coins that were common amongst lowbloods and low midbloods, but that got discontinued when moving to cashless/digital. There is evidence preserving the old currency existence such as in museums showings of the old times and extremely old paintings in the clown churches.) (You can think that these coins are caegars or not)

With that out the way! On to Marvus and his money 💰

I imagine Marvus doesn't really care about money nor feels that it has a heavy connection to his identity compared to performing/entertaining. Marvus just knows that people wanna see him and lose their shit at his concerts and are willing to drop stacks to be there even with the risk of being culled.

With that, Marvus can be loose with his money, quite literally throwing it around to which some highbloods would critique the act as 'disrespectful' and 'rebellious' since money is one of the ways ancestors can provide to descendants and give them a clue to their existence. (If they want or have left a will if they died, regardless, the empire still sets them up with a small fund)

I dont know if philanthropy would be an actual thing or just be a thing highbloods (like Zebruh) say they do for approval points. But I imagine Marvus would be the type to do so in the most unconventional means.

He probably stopped his tour bus once to grab a grubshake or a handmade sandwich from a small cafe and threw a fat band on the counter saying, "Keep da change lol." Leaving the workers there in awe and fear cause damn he just weirdly blessed them, and damn they now gotta fight off his fans from stealing the marvy money. (If Marvus is there, his fans are certainly gonna be there too.)

Marvus definitely buys his crew lunch or, if he's hanging with someone, offers to pay for them when he's out and about. He stresses tf out of his accountant because he doesn't keep track of how much he spends in a day. You know his ass absolutely has a money gun to use at his concerts.

Bascially when you're Marvus, you're a baller who is a big spender.

When interacting with Marvus, depending on his quadrant, you're gonna see how he moves with his cash.

•♡ Matespirit ♡•

if you got this man in this quadrant, good luck on getting Marvus not to spoil the fuck out of you. Trust and believe he'll take any chance to drop some stacks on you. If you guys are out and you say or point out some items, you can bet that Marvus is buying them.

Oh, you think that clothing line is cute? Guess what? He's ordered the entire line to be sent to your place.

Big fan of video games? No problem! He is getting the newest console out on the market in your favorite color with your name on it.

Love sweets? Bam! He's gonna invite you over to his crib and have you watch a team of trolls bake the best desserts of Alternia.

Money ain't a thang to this man. It gives him a chance to show his love through the material means and show that he wants you to enjoy yourself and time with him. Small part of him uses money to be a temporary fix when he has to go on long tours. If he can't spend time with you on troll FaceTime or in real life, he'll send gifts to show that he's still alive and thinking about you.

However, if large displays of affections through money don't appeal to you or you start to feel overwhelmed by the purchases or think he's being disingenious in his affection, he'll pull it back.

He'll likely give you a card that's connected to his account so you can have the control to buy what you want without feeling like you have to ask him. (And such an act will give him a small piece of security to know you'll have the means to survive financially on Alternia, especially if you've expressed times of financial hardships to him)

Also doesn’t matter if it's public or private, He's gonna randomly place bills on your person, i.e., stuffing them in your pockets, slipping them in your shirt pocket, pinning them to your jacket. If you ask him why he's doing that (or wonder where he stores his cash)(btw he literally has no pants pockets) Marvus is gonna give you a saucy wink and smile all dumb and say "a mf gotta pay dem feez 4 havin a wicked mate lik u b ;0)" than he'll place a smacking wet kiss on your forehead and be all noisey about it while doing so.

•◇ Moirials ◇•

In this quadrant, his spending habit might look casual to outsiders, but with you, they'll be a tad more personal. Still be extra af like in matespiritship but he'll be spending money to clear his mind or yours.

Feeling stressed about some unfinished work? Don't worry. He'll reserve a spa service just for you.

Need to cry out some hard feelings? He's gonna get some matching pajamas and grab some emergency blankets to get that session on.

You know that one ring that SpongeBob and Patrick have to show off their friendship? He's gonna get something like that to represent your guy's moirallgience. Anything involving moirails, he will buy and send them to you.

You're definitely gonna be his merch tester and probably be brought to his trips to the galleries when he goes to buy art pieces. (Need your support and opinion when bidding for art pieces.)

Like with matespiritship, if you feel like he's being insincere or rather prefers more handmade gifts. He'll try to schedule days to create personal gifts. He might pay someone to tutor him about your interests just so you can rant without having to stop and explain what you're talking about.

Marvus will remember what your favorite snacks and favorite meals are for when you're hanging with the crew or just him. Compared to where he won't care about what someone orders, you don't gotta worry about an order mess up or reminding him. He got that locked in, unless you want something different, then just point him to it.

If there is a fucked up order for you, he will raise hell. Typically, he won't care if something he orders is messed up. He'll pay for another one. However, on behalf of his moirial, this mf gonna walk up to the counter like that meme saying they asked for no pickles. The first and hopefully (in his opinion) only time you'll ever see him asking for a refund.

A thing that'll be a routine of your relationship is him swinging by your place late af in the daytime to grab you and get some breakfast before he has to start his night.(Unless you spend the day at his hive than he'll order said breakfast and catch some more Zzzs with you.)

•♤ Kismeses ♤•

Now in this quadrant, compared to the other two, Marvus is a clown who's mischievous as hell. This bitches antics are gonna be up to 100 when it comes to him.

Honestly, you're gonna be on your toes for buying things. It'll become a back and forth of him randomly, not having money than to him having it though being really annoying and lazy with it.

If your someone who's well off, you better hide your wallet. Marvus will snag your card and make an excuse how he left his cash in his other pants/trailer/hive and buy the most stupidest shit under your name. (He'll troll cash app you back but do it so tediously that you hope your account crashes)

If he catches a single hint or a word, even a wrinkle of disgust on you, Marvus will make it the bane of your life.

You dislike the residue of his paint left on your face after a hate-makeout session? Marvus now has to buy this one face paint that is known for being messy. what? His manager told him, too. :0)

You think cowboy boots are clunky and tacky? Guess who's strolling up in some bedazzled purple lined boots that jingle when he walks.

You make a comment on how creepy troll beanie boos plushies are, he's gonna get a brand deal with them and send you a crate of his new designs. A note will be attached saying "4 my numba 1 fan ;0)~".

Similar to moirallgience, you will be a merch tester, yet you won't know if he's being serious or wanting to rile you up. Regardless, when you shit on the design he's showing you, that's how he'll know his fans will love it! Doesn't matter if it's the simplest design, an eyesore to the public, he'll promote it to the point that even your small-time friends will surely mention the product to you. Might even send a shout-out to you on Chitter for your 'help'.

Don't ask him for a bill if you want something from a vending machine. Marvus will pull the most crumpled weirdly stained bill you'll ever see in your lifetime and smile at you plainly like, "Here u go buddi dats all I can find on me atm lmao." Additionally to this, he will slowly count his bucks out if you all are in a line somewhere. (Marvus knows no one will rush him and if you complain, he'll pretend he lost count and start over)

To conclude this, watch out for when he's feeling more petty. He'll make a habit of sending you items in loud peculiar packaging that suggest to those handling it that there's something inappropriate in it when there really isn't.

•♧ Auspistice ♧•

With this one, Marvus doesn’t fit the vibe of where he might truly kill his kismeses. Nor does he seem to want to be in a situation to be aggravated enough to join in murdering someone (Going off his response to MSPA reader when the clown fight happened). However, Marvus may strive on not becoming active on those emotions. Close calls can exist.

A tiff among his roadies about best faygo flavors is a good way. His manager hassling him, and trying to change up his brand is close enough. Groupie sea dwellers trying to follow him back to his trailer and not taking a hint is a real close call.

If you mediate for Marvus a few times, he'll certainly be grateful (and a bit embarrassed) he'll grant you a gift card of some shop of your choice as thanks.

On the other hand, you've been around long enough to spot a murderous Marvus, then you're undeniably a part of his inner circle. With the exception of being his paid emotional bodyguard coach.

As business-like, it might seem in the beginning, you're a trustworthy and skillful individual in Marvus's eyes. He knows dealing with irritated trolls, particularly enraged highbloods, is not a fun nor easy task.

Other trolls may feel like this relationship is wandering into moirallgience territory.(which might be) Marvus won't really care about those opinions and possibly offer to meditate for you in the event he catches you in a tense position.

You’ll be called for his long tours when he has to do shows for sea dwellers and, without a doubt, be put through the ringer. It'll end with you guys munching on loads of the troll version of ice cream in silence.

At any point, you're too stressed to de-escalate a situation. He'll give you a paid vacation and make sure you don't come back until you are entirely stressed free.

He may tell you once he calms down that you should open a private business due to your and I quote "motherfckin dopeazz obzi-va-tional skilz."

Small note : Marvus has dealt with people trying to form a quad with him just for the fame/money, as we seen with Zebruh. So if he catches signs that what's happening, he's going to be acting distant and extremely scripted around you, then like ghost you. You'll be blacklisted from his concerts (unknowingly), and future clowns might keep a close eye on you if you hang at the churches.

Welp, that's all! Hopefully, this was entertaining to read! I do apologize if some parts feel rushed or that there were more details in some quads, I tried to keep them around the same length.

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.X| "Answer Phone" - Ch.6 |X.

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WHAT'S THIS AN UPDATE AFTER SEVERAL MONTHS!? Sorry this is taking so long, but me and @candy12110 are gonna try and get this done! The next few chapters will be from Marvus's POV, and the last one will go back to Chixie's.

Rating:: 13+ // Teen

Fandom:: Homestuck

Themes/Kinks:: None

*1 month earlier*

Marvus was so tired. 

He'd been on his feet all day preparing for his set, and he finally got a chance to just breathe without some lovestruck groupie up his ass asking for an autograph, a hug, or trying to fill his quadrants.

 It was exhausting being loved. 

He was sitting in his dressing room alone for once, trying to relax while scrolling on Chittr. After scrolling past various adverts and stalkerish fan messages, he came across a video of some bronzeblood performing. They were in a seedy little bar, with a small crowd, and terrible lighting. He didn't have high expectations for them but he could always appreciate a fellow performer.

He watched the video to the very end and was mildly surprised by how much he enjoyed it. He went to the comments, and there were only a few. He wanted to comment but his publicist, and his fanbase, would kill him if he did. He could tell the few trolls that did comment were lower on the hemospectrum, they were pretty supportive. However, he did notice one from a familiar account that caused him to internally cringe.

THECODAKKEFFECT::  Great job, Bronzie boo! Sorry, I couldn't make it. I couldn't miss Marvus’s concert but you looked gorgeous on stage.

He stared at the screen curiously, there was no way in hell that indingdong was her matesprit. And if he was, there was no way he had any good intentions behind it, he was known for having his quadrants forever empty.

 Marvus rewatched the Bronzie’s performance, the shot was way too shitty to tell what they looked like. Morbid curiosity led him down the rabbit hole, he got the bronzeblood’s name from the video caption and started looking for anything he could find on them. 

Chixie? Chixie. Chixie!

He found a video with far better quality that finally showed what they looked like. Chixie was…shy? Nervous? He wouldn't necessarily say gorgeous, but she wasn't ugly either. She was…cute. She didn't have much presence or hype but she was talented. 

After watching at least ten videos of her performing and pouring out her soul he could reasonably say he was a fan. Her lyrics, composition, and the way she put her all into her performance even if he could tell she was scared for her life half the time. Honestly, her nervousness weirdly added to her cuteness. Like a hopbeast shivering in fear but still thumping along in an attempt to scare off predators. She was definitely brave, not fierce or powerful, but she held her own on stage and he liked that. 

He broke out of his thoughts to a knock at the door.

"Marvus, I'm coming in. I'm tired of all the noise out here," Chahut announced, busting through the door and entering the room with the rest of the purplebloods following her like quackbeasts.

"Honk!" The smallest clown, Karako, ran up to Marvus and hugged as tight as he could. As annoyed as he was with them barging in, he couldn’t stay mad at the little clown. 

"Hey to you too, little wriggler. Been causing trouble?" He patted the little clown’s messy fluff of hair, before actually holding onto him.

"Honk!" 

"Good. Never let 'em keep you in a box." 

"Honk?" Karako pointed at Marvus's palmhusk.

"What? Her? Nothing. I just liked her songs so I was giving ‘em a listen," He waved the runt off, quickly locking his palmhusk.

Chahut narrowed her eyes at him.

 “This another one of ya desperate lil’ groupies?”

“Nah, and mind ya business!”

"Mighty defensive are we?" Chahut stalked closer to Marvus. He instinctively moved the hand holding the device away from her, only for it to get snatched by one of the twins from behind.

They quickly opened the phone to see a video of the bronzie girl playing on a loop.

“Aww your love-sick for a lil’ Bronze girl,” Chahut said mockingly.

“How cute!” She quickly busted out laughing with the twins, before Marvus snatched it back!

“Didn’t I tell ya’ll to mind ya business!” Marvus responded with a clenched jaw. He didn't know why he was being so defensive, but he did find the invasion of his space and privacy annoying.

"Why should we? Mr. Unaffected is over here creeping on some bronzeblood. What happened? Embarrassed?" She said smirking and cocking her head.

The twins both shook their heads before speaking.

"You should be!"

"How embarrassing." 

Karako just looked up at the bigger clown confused.

"Honk?" 

Marvus’s face grew angrier by the second.

"I'm not feeling flushed for her little man. Why do y'all even care?"

“Cause we love to torture you!” 

Chahut commented as she gave the device back to him.

He immediately snatched it out of her hands, causing Chahut to jump back a bit.

“Jeez, we were just playin’!”

He glared up at her annoyed, before sitting back down. The room fell silent for a bit before the twins began to speak.

"You're not seriously developing feelings for the bronzie are you?" 

"..."

"You're not seriously developing feelings, right Marvus?!" They both repeated in unison.

His face became more annoyed.

“No, I ain’t!” 

"Good,” Chahut cut in sitting down on the couch.

”A troll of your status ain’t got no business foolin’ around with some lowblood girl. You remember what happened last time?”

"That ain't gon happen. A, I'm not foolin’ around with her. B, I don't even know her. C, she's not even a fan. D, most important of all, I ain't never even met her before. There is no business happening here. I saw a cool performance and I wanted to see if she had talent. You motherfuckers are the ones making it weird!"

"Fair enough. Just tryna make sure you ain't repeating that bullshit,"

"Time is money. Do you think I can afford to pay attention to every lowblood out there? Is my name Nova?" 

"Honk!"

"Right little man! I'm nothing like that fame chaser,"

“Honk! Honk!” Karako aggressively commented, while the other three just rolled their eyes.

“Whatever.” Chahut stretched her arms behind her head.

“I just can’t wait for you to finally be on vacation. You’re takin’ us with you, right?” 

Baizli asked.

“Yeah, we got everything packed up.” 

Barzum followed up.

“Honk?”

"You wanna go with me?" Marvus walked over to the smallest clown and picked him up, booped him on the nose.

"Honk!"

"I don't know, they been kinda annoying lately," Marvus teased the smaller troll.

Karako turned to the other purple bloods and shook his head side to side. 

"Oh, you not a part of they group? I guess you could come with me. We'll leave these losers behind,"

"Honk!"

"Hear that, it's me and little man's duo trip. But, maybe if ya’ll apologize, I’ll consider bringing yas along.” He and Karako gave a small chuckle

"We're so sorry," The twins enthusiastically responded.

"That's two more invited! Chahut you're next."

"As If I'm apologizin’ to your lame ass," Chahut crossed her arms. She barely moved to sit up before having three pleading faces staring at her. 

"Ooooh looks like the wrigglers are gonna miss you. How sad. But I guess you're too lame to hang with guys." 

"Fuck you."

"That's not an apology. Wanna try again?"

"I'm sorry, Marvus,” She said grumbling under her breath.

“That’s three!” He said, high-fiving Karako. 

"Vacation! Vacation! Vacation! Vacation," the twins chanted, flipping around the room.

"Honk! Honk!" Karako cheered along.

—

Marvus was sitting on his bed in the hivetel. He was wearing one of his old merch t-shirts, no point in wearing that clunky tux and scrolling through Chittr. Since the point Chahut made about that clingy lowblood from before he'd been trying to keep his mind off Chixie. Unfortunately, nothing like forbidden fruit makes you want to take a bite. As soon as he arrived and locked himself in his room he’d started watching more videos of the girl. In his scrolling, he came across a post on her actual account. 

Chixie:: I'll be performing at BloodBrawl bar tonight. Come out and show support!

Below the text was a picture of the lineup, there in big brown text was her name. She’d be the middle act and the bar was close to the hivetel. It was at that moment that Marvus got an amazing, and kinda stupid, idea. He did have a few toned-down outfits and his favorite black hoodie. It wouldn't hurt to just pop out for a drink real quick. 

He just saw a recommendation to come out to a local place that had good music. As an accomplished artist, how could he resist hearing fresh talent? If he just so happened to see the bronzeblood that he's been listening to for the past two days then so be it. It's their fault for choosing this hivetel, not his.

With his plan in mind, he memorized the time she’d be performing and went to gather everything he’d need, searching vigorously through his bags. He found his most raggedy hoodie, an old patched-up pair of sweats, and some platformed boots he wore for a concert messiah knows how long ago. To make things more convincing he decided to give himself a fake caste symbol. But there was only one person in their entire Hivetel with paint…Chahut.

He sighed walking down that hall towards her and Karako’s room. 

“Chachki!” He yelled knocking at the door.

He heard several large stomps before the door flew open.

“I thought I told ya to never call me that,” she looked down at him agitated.

“Whatcha want?”

“I need to borrow ya paint sis’.”

She cocked her eyebrow.

“What for?”

“I…Need to repaint some of my shoes.”

He all but mumbled out. It wasn’t a lie, after sweeps of performing a lot of his shoes and outfits were worn out. The bigger clown stared at him for a moment before sighing and going back into her room. She pulled a bag of spray paints out of her suitcase. She tossed them out to him, and he wandered off back to his room. He picked up the burgundy and quickly sprayed a fake caste symbol on his hoodie. 

He wanted to make sure  no one  recognized him, went into the washroom, tied his hair back, and did something he never thought he’d do. He washed his makeup off. It was weird seeing his gray skin after only seeing white on it for so long. For the piece de resistance, fake glasses and a face mask. 

He threw his newly painted hoodie on and slunk out of the hivetel room. He took the stairs to avoid any fans or press and snuck out the back of the building. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and hunched forward changing his overall image and hiding as much of his shape as possible. He didn't remember ever being able to leave a building without being watched or swarmed before but it was an exciting feeling.

Before he knew it he was on the streets, heading towards the bar. He did get a few looks on the way, he guessed they’d never seen a burgundy this big. Still, it didn’t stop some of the higher bloods from pushing and shoving him out of their way. To be honest he didn’t even notice most of them, they just bounced off of him. Plus he was too focused on seeing this gig to worry about any of them.

After a few minutes, he finally made it, and there wasn’t too long a line!

When he got in he noticed the place was fairly crowded, he thought back to the lineup, he did remember seeing some popular names. He looked around a bit to see if he could recognize Chixie before giving up and going to get a drink. He had a few songs to get through before he would get to hear hers anyway.

The act currently setting up was a purpleblood band. They were pretty good if he was being honest, but he wasn’t coming for them. He was here for one performance, and one performance only.

After them was a solo indigo.

And after that was another act and another…and another. If he was being honest, a lot of the acts were starting to meld into one another. 

Something else he noticed was how many of the acts were blatantly copying him. Not just his lyrics and beat, but his entire persona and style.

 Normally he wouldn’t mind this he loved it when people took inspiration from his work. But all of these acts felt the same, there was no flare or pizzazz. Just the same thing over and over expecting to get more applause than the last act, absolutely boring. But, it would all be worth it, soon, cause next up was Chixie!

Only the little bronzie didn’t come out, instead, it was another group of purples who, apparently came late. Marvus sat there confused, as to why Chixie wasn’t on stage.

Maybe they just rearranged her spot, so they could perform?

He didn't care for the abrupt change but it's fine he could sit through one more performance.

After them was another group, indigobloods. Then there was a teal solo act. Then two jade acts back to back.

It seemed like everyone but Chixie was performing tonight, as the show went on more and more trolls started to leave. Soon there was nothing but a handful of lowbloods and one indigo, standing in the front, left. Marvus was considering leaving himself, but he noticed a fairly short troll nervously walking on stage.

The last act came up, and there she was, Chixie. Despite his annoyance, Marvus felt a smile grow across his face when he saw her. He noticed her outfit, it was a long black button-down dress, a pair of white leggings, and a pair of black flats with baggy leg warmers. It wasn’t at all flashy, and it didn’t look expensive, but it was still cute!

His focus on her was broken by the sound of very out-of-place cheering; he looked forward to seeing the indigo loudly praising her and clapping. His eyes migrated back to the bronze girl, who was now awkwardly smiling and waving at him as she pulled down the mic off the stand.

A burgundy with a guitar wrapped around him stumbled out and started playing. 

She visibly sighed, before she started to sing.

The song she sang was a somber one. She didn’t do much, she wasn’t loud or flashy like the other acts. She didn’t have dance moves unless you counted hand gestures and hip sways.

She was just being herself, calm, but kind of nervous. Many would probably call her “Plain” or “simple” but that’s what made it all stand out. She wasn’t trying to be this big personality, she knew who she was, and that made her all the more unique to Marvus.

Soon the guitarist stopped and Chixie’s voice disappeared with the last few chords.

He was stunned. She was far better in person than the shitty video quality from Chittr. However, he did appreciate whoever was uploading videos of her performances. He sat for a while watching her interact with the few lowbloods left in the bar before visibly cringing as she turned to the indigoblood that was feeling a little too excited to see her.

"Hey Zebruh! I'm so…glad you could make it. I thought you were going to a concert for that purpleblood you liked."

"Marvus. His name is Marvus.”

The indigo corrected.

 “And I did wanna go to his show but I heard he went on vacation, so I decided to come support you in the meantime!"

"That's so sweet of you but you didn't have to-"

"What kind of manager would I be if I wasn't here to support my favorite bronzie!”

He interrupted getting in the bronze girl’s face.

"Oh. Well…You really didn't have to." 

"Nonsense! They already bullied you once. If you had let me, I would ' ve made sure they never changed your spot, but of course, you're just too kind," Zebruh smirked. Marvus eavesdropped for a bit and could feel the anger she was hiding from his backhanded compliment.

"I'm glad you think so," She smiled weirdly at the indigo, as he tried to put his hand on her but she turned away like she heard someone call her, barely missing his hand. 

"They called Trixie not Chixie," he said, dropping his arm to his side.

"Oh! Well, that's fine. Sorry, but I have to go, I gotta- feed my lusus! I'll see you later."

Without a second she turned and walked away.

"I love that about you. You're so responsible. Bye~"

He yelled at her from across the room.

The mousy girl quickly ran out of the bar, brushing past Marvus. His eyes focused on her face quickly taking in her features as she skittered past him. He wasn't expecting to get such a close-up- up but at least he was right and the trip wasn't a waste, she really was cute. 

Marvus made his way back to the hivetel. He figured using the stairs would be better but by the fifth floor, he started regretting his choice. He decided to just take off his sweater and take the elevator the rest of the way up. He managed to make it through the hall without being spotted or recognized. Soon enough he made it back to his room and he sighed loudly when he got in. 

His tiredness was soon replaced with panic when he noticed Karako sitting on the couch, legs and arms crossed.

"Honk."

"Woah! Hey little man, what you doing here?"

"Honk?" Karako glared at him, waiting for an answer.

"Where I been? What you mean, where I been? I just stepped out for a bit. I ain’t been gone long."

 Karako made an annoyed face at the obvious lie.

"Three hours ain't that long. Why were you in my room for three hours?" He tried to change the subject but the little clown steamrolled past it.

"Honk. Honk."

"Thanks for thinkin' of me but you really ain't have to and as you can see I'm fine."

"Honk?" Karako asked again.

"I just got a drink and forgot to check my palmhusk. Sorry little dude."

The little clowned glared him down, giving an exaggerated pout.

"Just down the block! Look, it's not that serious."

"…Honk," Karako glared at him suspiciously.

"No, I didn't go see that girl. What girl are you even talkin' about?"

Karako quickly showed the evidence on his palmhusk.

" I didn't go to see her! I just got a drink at a bar she just so happened to be performin' in."

“Honk!”

“My makeup? It needed to be redone, so I took it off!”

“...Honk,” The small clown pointed at the jacket, and glasses he still had in his hand. It was at this point Marvus knew the little clown wouldn’t give up, he sat next to him and began to explain.

“Okay, I ain’t confirmin’ or denyin’ nothing. But maybe,  maybe , I went to see her perform,” His panic was replaced with a small grin as he explained further.

“You should’a seen her! She was so sweet and so talented. I thought seeing her in person would, you know, scratch the itch. Sate my curiosity.”

Karako cocked his head at the older clown.

"Yeah, I probably should've left it alone but I couldn't not go after being told not to watch her." 

“Honk!” Karako began to chuckle as he stated the obvious.

“No! I ain’t got red feelings for her! I remember what happened last time!” He picked Karko up into his arms “Besides, you too young to be talkin’ bout that!”

“Honk?”

“Yeah…I did say this was different…”

“Honk!”

“No! I ain’t goin’ back to see her.”

Karako grabbed Marvus’s palmhusk again, going onto Chixie’s Profile.

He pointed at the red quadrant status, which was marked as empty.

"Karako, I can't do that again. Chahut would kill me if I brought another groupie around!"

"Honk!"

"I know she's not a groupie but still it's not gonna end well either way." Marvus slightly raised his voice, causing Karako to tear up a bit.

The little clown began to cry and fuss, Marvus sighed and brought him in for a hug.

“I’m sorry little man, it’s just I can’t be out here catching red feelings for a girl I don’t even know,” He pulled Karako back wiping his tears, smudging his makeup a bit.

“Besides, if I went chasing after her, you and me wouldn’t have time to hang out!” He booped the runt’s nose.

“And ya wouldn’t want that now would ya?”

Karako nodded his head “no”.

“Then let’s not focus on all that quadrant mess, okay?”

“...Honk!” Karako squeezed his arms around Marvus’s waist, pulling him in for one last hug.

"Yeah! Let's get some faygo and grubcorn. We can watch a movie. Let me just get my paint back on."

[halloweensuittruffles]

Luxii’s master list!! X33

Tagora:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/715041380592943105/hihi-i-asked-something-but-i-feel-liked-it

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/714673062425001984/hello-can-i-request-tagora-and-galekh-with-a

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/711769735145111552/hi-could-you-write-tagora-having-a-flushcrush-on

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685231822327742464/omg-hiiii-i-love-the-way-you-write-tagora-could

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/684226424786288640/hello-can-i-please-request-some-pale-tagora

Zebruh:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/714263693975781377/hello-hello-oh-my-goodness-i-hope-your

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/706523824363044864/ooh-if-youre-taking-requests-can-i-get-some

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/686048981733801984/hi-there-i-hope-youre-having-a-wonderful-day

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685719834591395840/hey-could-u-do-just-sum-general-headcanons-for

Skylla:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/683372716808601600/lol-oops-forgot-the-prompt-skylla-x-reader-making

Karkat:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/683552879960850432/can-i-ask-for-a-fic-with-karkat-shoosh-papping

Kanaya:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/683997791604883456/hi-buddy-two-things-and-please-dont-feel-bad

Lanque:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685095931456143361/lanque-pitchromredrom-vacillation-with-a-dark

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685599677089972224/saw-the-stuff-you-wrote-for-lanque-and-oop-the

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/700316643055845376/yoyo-i-saw-you-write-for-our-favorite-partytroll

Marvus:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685163015644069888/im-surprised-no-one-has-asked-yet-so-imma-do-it

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/688173784441798656/ack-im-not-good-at-elaborating-so-ill-try-my

Fozzer:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685275029781561344/hi-could-i-request-a-pitchred-fozzer-velyes-x

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/697144215271079936/hi-this-is-super-specific-but-can-i-request

Tegiri:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685624108642369536/do-you-think-you-could-do-a-hurt-comfort-fic-for

Tyzias:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685711154501353472/oooooo-open-hiveswap-requests-dont-mind-if-i-do

Daraya:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685910160702652416/idk-if-you-do-stuff-like-this-but-as-nepeta

Cronus:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/704898856130953216/maybe-you-could-do-something-for-cronus

Aradia:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/689593352618950656/could-i-request-some-femtrollreader-3-aradia

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/686314126433304576/not-sure-if-this-is-the-correct-spot-to-request

Mallek:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/702853699687645184/hey-i-have-another-request-because-my-birthday-is

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/688338378789421056/do-you-still-take-requests-can-i-requests-mallek

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/688173784441798656/ack-im-not-good-at-elaborating-so-ill-try-my

Ships: (I don’t do ships with canon trolls like this anymore but if ppl still wanna read em they’re here!)

Galekh x ♦️ Tyzias:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/684628892471918592/galekh-tyzias-with-galekh-making-tyzias-some

Lanque x Fozzer :

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/685816763632549888/could-you-possibly-write-something-for-lanque-3

Lanque x Marvus :

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/693706612501823488/i-have-a-request-can-you-please-do-marvus-x

Lanque x Tegiri:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/684238112730300416/lanque-3-tegiri-with-lanque-comforting-tegiri

Tyzias x Stelsa:

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/688258444032180224/hi-i-sawwww-the-request-you-did-for-that-nepeta

Jupitr x ❤️ Krispy (my fantrolls!!)

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweensuittruffles/684867741899980800/do-you-got-fics-of-jupitr-and-krispy-they-look-fun

[morsartis]

Kiss The Girl

Marvus x fem!Reader

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Fish darted through the tanks in brilliant colors, the cooler lighting highlighting the brilliance of their scales. All around you were families and couples enjoying their own outings. Despite this, the aquarium was remarkably slow today. What little crowds that managed to form always dispersed as if to mimic the schools of aquatic life you’d all come to see. Leaving you and Marvus in your own personal bubble. You had wandered into a more secluded indoor section of the aquarium to escape the hot sun, this one boasting small Alternian fish with iridescent white scales and vivid violet eyes. You knew it must have cost the aquarium a fortune to get them- or maybe a violetblood had been taken with the fanciful notion of the aquarium and donated the fish for their own amusement. It was always hard to tell. Either way you watched as the fish swam lazily through the water with their spiny barbs and fancy flared fins. Like a mix between a betta fish and a catfish. Beside you Marvus chuckled. 

“That one looks like that lil’ violet that you been bringin’ ‘round.” He pointed to a fish near the bottom corner that was much smaller than the rest- and seemed to be sulking grumpily as it watched the others swim around. You stifled a laugh. It did look like Eridan oddly enough. 

“That’s rude Marvus.” You couldn’t keep the humor out of your voice despite trying to scold your matesprite. 

“Am I wrong?” He asked sardonically as he glanced down at you lazily. This time you couldn’t help the snort that left you. 

“Eridan’s a wriggler, play nice.” 

“Sure. Soon as he stops eyein’ you like a piece a fresh grubloaf.” 

“Oh please. He’s just happy to have a friend. May I remind you how Zebruh gets?” 

“I could still cull him if you want lil mama. Ain’t no big thing.” 

“You know I don’t want you killing people on my behalf.” 

“Worth a shot.” He teased leaning down to steal a quick kiss. Leaning into the kiss you rolled your eyes at his antics. Even so, you couldn’t help but smile at him when the two of you pulled away. 

“Culling is illegal here on Earth, Dear.” You reminded him. Marvus gave you an exaggerated pout. 

“I still say we should do it anyway.” 

“No.” You replied bluntly, already walking away. Marvus snickered in amusement, his long legs catching up to you instantly as he placed a chilled hand on your shoulder and gently guided you more firmly to his side. The two of you made an odd pair, you’d admit. Especially to the people in the mostly empty aquarium. One human girl in her pale sundress and her juggalo troll companion in the most form fitting t-shirt he could get his hands on and an absolutely gaudy pair of skinny jeans. Still, it was nice to have a normal date. It’d been so long since either of you had had the time to spend together outside of stolen moments after Marvus’ concerts. Having this day just to be normal and in love was something you’d be riding the high of for weeks. Months even. 

“Is that a cafe?” Marvus asked in confusion pointing at a cluster of tacky straw roofed “hut” shaped tables tucked near a tropical themed alcove. 

“Looks like it.” You snorted in amusement. 

“That is the tackiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Marvus told you as the two of you drew closer. 

“Oh its horrible.” You agreed, entertainment thick in your tone. 

“Who told them this was okay?”

“Not a clue.” “Even the menu items are tacky.”

“They are.”

“I want pictures.” 

The two of you shared a look before dissolving into laughter. At least this way you’d both have something to eat. Not a bad way to end a date really.

[mysterioushistorian]

Self indulgent hiveswap x soul eater au. Enjoy.

Blue name means that the character is a Meister.

Red name means that the character is a Weapon.

Purple name means that the character is a Witch.

Orange name means that the character is a Clown. (Yes there is an entire race in SE named clowns and you can probably guess who will they be in this au)

Mallek & Diemen

Marsti & Kuprum and Folykl

Fozzer & Skylla

Chixie & Marvus

Boldir & Vikare

Charun & Cirava

Azdaja & Konyyl

Tegiri & Polypa

Bronya & Elwurd

Lynera

Tirona & Wanshi

Lanque & Daraya

Tyzias & Stelsa

Tagora & Galekh

Ardata

Remele & Nihkee

Amisia

Zebruh is a kishin because i fuckin hate him

Chahut

Karako

Soleil Twins

Marvus is not of the clown race because i needed to pair someone with chixie (and also because marvchix, or marxie, is fucking peak ngl)

Zebede not included because i have no idea what he'd be, and tbh i don't really care about him so

I considered pairing ardata and lynera, with the former being the weapon and latter the meister, but i realized that they'd be better off as witches.

Ive considered putting remele with daraya but i didn't rlly want to pair nihkee with lanque.

Also considered amisia with chahut (platonic for very obvious reasons) but in the end one was better off as a little witch , while the other stayed as a clown

Also these pairings does not necessarily means they're a couple, i don't even ship half of those, i just needed a character to pair them with that they would most likely get along well with.

[crappy-homestuck-confessions]

Yo uh, I have a biology project where we have to mix three "couples" to get 3 babies, so anyways I decided to randomize which hiveswap character goes with who. Whichever 3 couples makes the cutest baby gets to be my project. Anyways, here's the crackships and my opinions on em. Each character is used once. Cirava x Marvus (Honestly? Crackship but kinda cute) (Redrom) Ardata x Lynera (I actually ship this one) (Blackrom) Folykl x Zebruh (Hehehe) (Blackrom)

Diemen x Vikare (Aww cuties) (Leave it to interpretation) Boldir x Fozzer (Actually ship this one) (Redrom) Marsti x Chixie (I never thought about it, but it's cute) (Redrom) Charun x Kuprum (Opposite energies, but sounds interesting) (Blackrom) Tegiri x Lanque (Hehehe) (Blackrom) Bronya x Konyyl (Cute, cute) (Blackrom) Chahut x Remele (I actually love this) (Leave it to interpretation) Elwurd x Galekh (Hehehe) (Blackrom) Polypa x Tyzias (Honestly? Slay) (Blackrom) Mallek x Skylla (E-boy and cowgirl) (Leave it to interpretation) Stelsa x Nihkee (Fun fun) (Just like Tyzias, Stelsa only has blackrom open for this project) Daraya x Azdaja (honestly? Another slay) (Blackrom) Tagora x Zebede (Last two! Last two! Anyways uhhhh) (Blackrom)

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[bemmymewwy172]

[repost]

ahehe

[ch3wy-kom]

He look at his bf....

[nia1sworld]

I'm out of lost

[goobyboop]

I have no clue if anyone’s done this panel with Marvus or Zebruh, but I really wanted one,, 💜💙

[geospace888]

° 31-07-19 °

Marbruh chibi doodles!

[rodentgoth]

.X| "Answer Phone" - Ch.3 |X.

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I would like to thank my girlie @candy12110 for co-writing/editing with me! Love ya sis!

Rating:: 13+ // Teen

Fandom:: Homestuck

Themes/Kinks:: None

After several days of calls from Zebruh and texts from Cridea, her ticket had finally come in the mail! The train for Jeevik week left today, but Chixie had been so excited that she’d packed days in advance. In all honesty, she was kinda agitated, having to pack and unpack to make sure she had everything, discussing the schedule with Cridea, and having to deal with the most annoying essence of Zebruh’s clout-chasing. But, the day was finally here, and it would all be worth it.

A honk outside her door took her by surprise, she looked outside the window of the hive and saw a vehicle with an indigo caste symbol on the hood. Normally she wouldn’t trust taking anything from Zebruh, let alone a ride, but the closest train station was miles away, and he was the only one willing and able to give her a ride.

She quickly grabbed her bag and headed out.

The minute she set foot outside Zebruh opened the door and greeted her.

“Hey, Cupcake!”

Chixie felt herself cringe on the inside, but she powered through her disgust and formed a strained smile. 

“Hey.” She responded back shortly and quietly as she walked up to him.

He immediately opened the car door and held out his hands.

She lightly grabbed his hand, trying to leave as much space between them as she could, as she hopped in the car.

He closed the door behind her, and Chixie looked up in the driver’s seat, The chauffeur was a burgundy blood, who looked as nervous as Chixie felt.

As soon as Zebruh got in and buckled his seat belt, the driver speeded off.

They spent a few minutes in silence before Zebruh spoke up.

“So, you excited to perform, princess?”

Chixie jumped a bit as if she’d be snapped out of a trance, she had spent the last minute or so re-reading messages on her palmhusk. They were all from R3dSplatter, and reading them was weirdly calming for her. To have someone to actually talk to about her music, who wasn’t an obsessive indidingdong. She sighed before finally responding to him.

“Yeah…but also a little nervous.”

She fidgeted with the device in her hand.

“I’m sure you'll do great. And if you don't I'll be there if you need a shoulder to cry on.”

He said, moving his hand to her thigh. She cringed internally but did her absolute best not to show her disgust. 

"You're so sweet," Chixie said, giving him the least forced smile she could before crossing her legs and leaning away in a subtle attempt to get his hand off of her.

She heard her palmhusk ding and looked down to see a message from her new friend.

R3dSplatter:: I can’t wait to see you there, I know you’ll do great! Chixie smiled at her palmhusk, their words gave her more comfort than anything Zebra could've said.  Chixie:: I can't wait to see you either! Cheer for me okay? R3dSplatter:: I will!

It took a few hours for them to reach the station, by then Chixie had fallen asleep in the car, Zebruh had actually scooted closer to her, resting her head on his shoulder. He shook her thigh in order to wake her up.

“We’re here, sweetcheeks!” Zebruh whispered into her ear. Chixie opened her eyes and froze when she realized something was touching her. Then she remembered who she was with and her body violently jerked away.

"You okay? You seemed tired so I decided to be a gentleman and let you sleep on me. Didn't mean to surprise you like that," Zebruh said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder in a sleazy attempt to 'comfort' her.

Chixie took a minute to slow her breathing, doing her best not to violently shove him away or cuss him out. She had to remind herself that he was her benefactor and even if he was a creep she couldn't afford to piss him off. She forced a smile once again and replied.

“I-it’s fine, I was just a bit shaken up, is all…” 

She said, feeling a few beads of sweat roll down her face.

"No need to be afraid, my dear. The only ones here are me and you. And we both know I would never hurt you!" he replied with a smirk. Chixie resisted the urge to snarkily point out that the chauffeur was also here, but managed to resist.

She could just picture the things he was imagining while he stared at her in such close proximity. Her eyes darted around the vehicle as she thought of an escape plan. Her eyes landed on the station outside the window and she perked up. She immediately reached for the handle, and smoothly slid out of his hold, speaking in the fakest voice of excitement to hide her panic.

"Oh my god, I can't believe we're already here. It was so sweet of you to give me a ride! I should get to the platform. I want to get a good place to stand so I can grab a seat. It was nice riding with you. I'll see you later!" She gushed out, doing her best to seem appreciative and not like she wanted to crawl out of her skin to get away from him. The urge to take a full body bath to get rid of the feeling of his hand on her bare skin was overwhelming but she kept her calm in front of him.

Zebruh immediately hopped out of the car after her “I could always wait with you!” 

Chixie froze as she turned back to look at him. 

“Y-you don’t have to do all that! I don’t wanna inconvenience you!”

She replied, hoping that for once in his life he would take the hint!

“Nonsense, it would be rude of me not to escort you!”

He held out his hand for her to grab. Chixie hesitated to grab it, but she gave a very audible sigh as she grabbed his hand, and he guided her to the platform.

The two of them got a lot of looks and stares from various trolls in the station, most of them were looks of disgust and confusion from other highbloods. She looked over at Zebruh, he had a disgustingly calm and kinda smug face. As much as he loved to rant about not caring about the hemospectrum, quadrants, or what troll society thought of him, he reveled in the attention it got him. All the stares and whispers were his validation that he was a good “Lowblood Ally”.

Chixie just looked down as they made it to the platform.

When they made it up the stairs she heard Zebruh audibly gasp. She looked up at him to see what was up, only to see his gaze was fixed on a troll near the gate.

She looked over to see what all the fuss was about.

Standing near the gate was a tall, well-dressed, and very well-built purple blood. His hair was a huge mass of curls, and his horns were crooked, with one going out to the side instead of up. He wore a purple suit with gold and black accents, and if the face paint was anything to go by, he was definitely a clown. 

Chixie could feel Zebruh’s whole body quake through their hands, as he started to speak.

“Th-Tha-Tha that’s Marvus Xoloto! I knew he was on vacay, but I didn’t think I’d actually get to see him!” 

Zebruh almost screamed at the top of his lungs, as he gripped the bronzebood’s hand tighter.

Chixie looked at him even more confused. She had heard that name before, he was some big-shot performer who Zebruh would almost never shut up about. She never really paid much attention to him when he talked about him, it was obvious he just wanted to pail the guy.

Chixie looked over at him in a strange mix of curiosity and disgust. On the one hand, if what Zebruh had told her was true, Marvus was a very vocal social activist, who apparently voiced hatred of the hemospectrum and its oppressive nature in multiple interviews. On the other hand, He was a purpleblood, even if he voiced hatred of it, that didn’t mean anything to Chixie. She has been surrounded by fake activists before and will probably continue to be for the foreseeable future. At the end of the day, Marvus was higher on the spectrum than her, and could easily have her killed if she even looked at him the wrong way. After affirming who he was she immediately diverted her eyes, to avoid trouble. The only good thing about his presence was that Zebruh seemed to forget about her and began to orbit him, slowly getting closer to him and farther from her. In her disdain for the two highbloods, she missed how he had kept an eye on her since she entered. In fact, he had a clear difference in his stance and expression from when Zebruh was holding her hand to when he let go and moved away from her. She missed the way he relaxed as she did the farther Zebruh got from her. 

She found a seat by the gate, but far enough to leave some distance between her and the purpleblood.

To fill the silence and quell her anxiety she pulled out her palmhusk to text the only person that currently wasn't making her life worse.

Chixie:: I'm at the platform! Are you here too or will you not be at Jeevik week?

She sent the message when she heard a buzz across from her not even a minute later.

Her best guess was that Marvus had gotten a notification, on his device, however, he didn’t seem to check it right away. Chixie’s anxious mind began to wander a bit. What if she had somehow accidentally messaged him instead of R3dsplatter? She chuckled a bit at the thought, it was a silly thing to worry about. Marvus was a big celebrity, who probably gets hundreds of notifications every minute. She heard another buzz from across the room, validating her theory. Still in the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but think that buzz was too coincidental.