#otalade

[gayboysteve]

There is a defiance in being a dreamer

Marmalade 2024 // The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

[incorrect-marmalade]

Marmalade: Giving him the ol' JFK (messy head in the backseat of my car).

[gayboysteve]

Title: Both Sides, Now

Rating: Not Rated

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi, Other

Fandom: Marmalade (2024)

Relationship: Baron|Marmalade Lamram/Otis Huxley

Characters: Otis HuxleyBaron|Marmalade Lamram

Additional Tags: Drama, Mutual Obsession, Canon-Typical Behavior, Slow Burn, Identity Porn, Gender Fuckery, Crimes & Criminals

Summary:

“Well,” Marmalade reaches out their hand in offering. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Otis.” Otis’ mouth is dry as he takes their hand and he blames it on the cigarette. Marmalade shakes coyly, simply flapping out his hand and allowing Otis to wrap his own around it. They shake very briefly before letting go but Otis still feels the warmth in his palm afterwards. “It’s-”Otis pauses, “It’s nice to meet you too.” ---- Agent Otis Huxley is a man who's always been married to his job but Marmalade takes him over like a whirlwind. From the chase to the calm that follows after and then all the drama that unfolds around them. They always manage to keep Otis on his toes and he can't bring himself to hate it no matter the complications that it causes him.

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Otis, hugging Marmalade from behind: Morning babe, what are you cooking?

Marmalade: You can't tell? Master Chef Huxley with the amazing nose?

Otis, mouthing against her neck: I was being polite.

Marmalade: What?

Otis: It smells fucked up.

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Marmalade, throwing her head into Otis's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Otis, lovingly stroking her hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

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Marmalade telling Mama Eda about Otis: He’s got chocolate brown eyes and the ass of an angel.

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Otis: I underestimated you.

Marmalade: Yeah, well, maybe next time you will estimate me.

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Otis: Fake ID, fake credit card... You got anything that IS real?

Marmalade, smirking: My boobs.

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Otis: You bought me a gift?

Marmalade: I wouldn’t say “bought” exactly… I obtained.

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Marmalade, signing the card to Otis at the end of the movie: Hug hug, kiss kiss, hug hug, big kiss, little hug, kiss kiss, little kiss.

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Otis: I should turn you in right now.

Marmalade: You wouldn’t! Would you?

Otis: Give me one reason why I shouldn’t.

Marmalade: Because… I’m cute?

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Otis: Look. I know that from the outside it seems like I have everything together.

Marmalade: No, not really.

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Marmalade, handing Otis a bag: You can return this. It's what I was going to wear on our honeymoon.

Otis: There's nothing in here but lip gloss…

Otis:

Otis: *realizes what she meant*

Marmalade: Suffer. 😌

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Marmalade 2024:

[gayboysteve]

Title: Both Sides, Now

Chapter Eight: The Winner Takes It All

Rating: Not Rated

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi, Other

Fandom: Marmalade (2024)

Relationship: Baron|Marmalade Lamram/Otis Huxley

Characters: Otis Huxley, Baron|Marmalade Lamram

Tags:

Drama, Mutual Obsession, Canon-Typical Behavior, Slow Burn, Identity Porn, Gender Fuckery, Crimes & Criminals, Past Sexual Abuse, Human Trafficking, Canonical Child Abuse, Nonbinary Character

Summary:

Otis sucks in his lips but can’t help the way they turn downward, the way his brows draw over his eyes so that he’s glaring. Marmalade, sharp as ever, notices the change immediately and straightens out her spine, offering an attempt at a smile. “What’s wrong, special agent?” she asks him with a shake of one of her shoulders, fingers going up to play with her hair. It’s gotten longer in the last month, now nearing the length of the bob wigs she always prefers. It should make her more noticeable but the cut is feminine enough that anyone who looks at her would never think twice about the mugshots that have shown up on the television. “Did you have any interesting conversations today?” Otis asks simply, Grady’s phone burning a hole in his pocket. Marmalade takes a step back, letting out an outraged laugh that Otis can immediately tell is put on. “No,” she says, wobbling on her feet as she takes in his outfit, her bare toes pressing into the living room rug as she moves back closer to him. Otis stays still in front of the closed door, arms crossed over his chest. “Who would I talk to anyway?” she asks, “I don’t know anyone around here.” Otis raises an eyebrow. He tilts his head. “No one?” 

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Otis, looking for Marmalade in a crowd: I’m looking for a blonde in a tight skirt. A specific one, mind you, I didn’t just wake up this morning with a craving.