#marz answers

[marsidotcom]

So warning my hc is probably an unpopular opinion but I always thought it would be cool if Cliff Gordon found Jay as a child living with Ed and Edna. I always imagined Jay attending a meet and greet for his favorite series and Cliff somehow recognized him. He would have been tempted to take his son back until he noticed how happy Jay was with his family.

Afterwards he would secretly keep tabs on Jay and send him gifts disguised as junk that was thrown away to the junkyard. Most of it would be action figures but Jay's favorite find was a stuff animal he is unaware belonged to his bio mother. Cliff would also send people with money to pose as overpaying clients to ensure the Walkers had enough money to raise Jay.

Many people have asked Cliff if he is actively looking for his son but he always gives vague answers, leading everyone to believe he is a womanizer and a deadbeat father. He doesn't care as long as he can keep Jay safe from nosy paparazzi.

When Jay becomes famous as a Ninja, Cliff collects all the blue ninja merchandise he can find in secret. In S4 Cliff secretly helped Jay get his job as a TV Host.

When Jay starts receiving special invitations to movie premiers, he always assumed they were gifts for his work as a Ninja. Cliff used these opportunities to watch his son without drawing attention.

Cliff considered revealing the truth to Jay for many years, but he always believed there was a reason his ex chose to take his son away. He was afraid Jay's mother had perceived him to be unfit to raise a child. That thought was solidified by all the negative comments the press had published about his lack of concern for his son's disappearance. He died believing he would have never been a good dad and does not regret leaving Jay with the Walkers.

as much as i love classic abandoned angst, i love this too :’’’)) it’s so sad but so sweet

#lego ninjago #ninjago #jay walker #ninjago jay #marz answers #hcs

[flowersarefreetherapy]

at a crowded party

CW: Angst, noncon kiss, pet whump, noncon touch, implied noncon

Daniel watches her approach. The fashionable dark green dress clings to every curve of her body and the light reflects off the diamond necklace decorating her plunging neckline. Her dark hair falls over one shoulder, several curls wrapping up to her jawline. A shudder slips down his spine at the determination in her eyes. 

Her cheekbones look like Star’s. 

“Hello, darling,” she cooes, running one hand over his shoulder. “You look so bored standing here all alone. Did Theodore get bored of such a handsome toy?”

“I am here to serve, ma’am,” he whispers. Her touch burns across his skin. Everything in him screams to run away. Flirting with women is so much harder, even with his training. It feels like forcing each word out past a brick lodged in his throat. 

“Of course you are. Theodore really does have an eye for beauty. Both you and your bonded are absolute dolls.”

“This is quite a nice event,” Daniel says, trying to pull the conversation away from Star. 

She laughs. “Oh, aren't you a flatterer. I know your kind isn’t supposed to care. Rather like talking to my old husband in that regard. But thank you. This is my favorite event to plan and I do love having everyone here, especially when they bring such attractive boys with them.”

Daniel smiles. He doesn’t know what else to say. Something in her words bothers him, but his brain refuses to focus. Playing along makes his master happy. It’s what he is made for. It’s all he’s good for. He knows this. Fighting back achieves nothing.

“Come on, darling, let me show you around,” the woman says, looping her arm through Daniel’s. 

He forces a smile as they walk through the room, the woman introducing him to dozens of people whose names and faces he forgets as soon as they move on. Her hand moves from his arm to his back to resting low on his back, fingers dipping under his waistband. Daniel swallows hard and forces the smile to remain on his face. 

Where is Star? 

Star sits at their master’s feet, head tipped up as his master runs fingers through his curls. Daniel shudders at the sight and glances at the men talking with his master. All their attention is on Star. Hungry and predatory. 

“Pay attention, darling.” 

“Sorry, ma’am,” Daniel whispers. He steps closer to her, fighting to pay attention to whatever conversation is happening around him. Star has the same training as he does. He can handle himself. 

The conversation continues. The woman’s hand cups his ass, her body pressed against his. Daniel plasters a smile on his face. Her fingers are cold, not warm like his master’s soothing touch, as they slip past his waistband. Daniel stiffens but doesn’t pull away. He never pulls away. He’s too well trained, no matter how much nausea churns in his stomach. 

“Come on,” she whispers, lips brushing against the side of his neck. “Let’s go somewhere a little more private.”

A shudder runs down Daniel’s spine. He nods, following her from the main room. The hair on the back of his neck stands up when he glances at his master. He nods, gripping Star’s curls a little tighter, a silent threat. Daniel smiles, the smooth practiced one he is praised for, and moves to follow the woman. 

She pulls him into a dark room. Daniel blinks hard, willing his eyes to adjust to the dim light. He can faintly see the outline of a small bed and a dresser. It’s all he manages before she pins him to the wall. Her lips press against his and he melts into the kiss. 

“Damn, you’re good,” she whispers, pulling away just a fraction. 

The praise blossoms warm in his chest. Of course he’s good. It’s what his master paid for, after all. Good, perfect, cute, silent, behaved. He is supposed to be all those things and more. 

So when she kisses him again, he leans into it. Letting her set the pace, ignoring his lungs screaming for air, laughing with her as she pushes him down onto the bed. It feels so good and so awful. His stomach churns with hatred and pleasure as she removes their clothes and another kiss, then hands across his body and her weight pressing down on him. 

She praises him for following orders, for listening, for the pleasure he brings her. The better he does, then the better they both feel and the better report she’ll give to his master. 

Good. Perfect. Behaved. 

Why would he ever be anything else?

#pet whump #angst #noncon kiss #noncon touch #implied noncon #daniel the protector #star my beloved #answered asks #marz actually talks

[rrcenic]

Page 25!!

ooh i’ve actually already posted this page!!

#nic answers #luminary-of-the-marz

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEG!!!!<3333

THANK YOU MARZ!!!!

#answered ask #birthday wishes #birthday girl #actually-marz

[hillbillyoracle]

Hey! I hope all is well with you.

I had a curiosity question about Time Lords. If your Time Lord is one of the inner planets that’s going to have a lot of transits, do you prefer to sort through those to find the most impactful ones? Or do you buckle up and prepare to have a crazy ass year?

So I've just been through a Mercury year, Moon year, and am on a Sun year so I have some personal experience with it.

I wrote a whole long thing about how there's not a lot of differences but then I remembered I did have to track things differently for my Lunar year. So I would say for Venus and Mercury I wound up with a similar number of transits as other years but Moon years can need some whittling down.

I only really paid attention to exact conjunctions with planets and void of course. That was also tempered by checking the solar return for the year and the lunar return each month and seeing which planets and themes were most prominent there. Because otherwise you have like 8 lunar transit aspects in a day at that's just...a lot.

The moon is kind of like that person who knows everyone. She's going to chat with everyone but only a handful are her real friends and only a handful are her real enemies. It just takes shaking those out.

So I guess I would say for Mercury or Venus, I don't change much. But for the Moon, yeah I had to identify the most important transits.

My most difficult year so far since I started tracking transits was a Mars ruled year - yeah let's all laugh at the irony.

#My name is Marz #for those who don't know #answered asks #asks #astrology #time lord #this was also a great reminder #to pull more lunar return charts #because they were genuinely helpful #and I lost the habit #when I switched to a solar year

[v3nusxsky]

Thank you so much to all my lovely followers who’ve wished me a happy birthday, I won’t go into too much detail here but my day was going very well until the end. However you’ve all brightened my day sm, and a big thank you to my darling @just-your-casual-nerd for making me feel so loved and special today with a special parcel. I will live in these hoodies and shirts😭 thank you for my replica of my late cat and sm more I love you smm, here’s to 21

#anon answered #v3nusxsky answers #marz birthday

[pigeonwhumps]

🎶 for Lea and Theo?

Theo's colouring in Lea's room when she taps him on the knee.

He looks up to see her watching him hopefully. She points towards the CD player and signs, "Dance?" It's a request, and Theo nods eagerly. It's been well over a year since he last danced with her, danced with anyone really, and he's missed it.

Her face lights up as he climbs to his feet and holds out his hand. She takes it gently, her other hand touching his waist.

Lea leads, of course. She always has. She can hear the music, and she knows the steps better than him. He rests his free hand on her shoulder.

He thinks he makes some sort of noise as they start to move. Because he knows this dance, and it's not one she would've been taught. It's one they made up, the two of them, in secret, tired and scared and hurting, left alone for the night after their dance lessons at the facility. He steps with her, heart full to bursting.

Because this means she remembers. Well, she doesn't remember, not really, she doesn't remember him, but her body remembers their dance. That's more than he thought they'd get.

He rests his head on her shoulder, like he used to, and she does the same, stepping closer to tangle themselves together. She's soft and warm and oh, he's missed her. It settles something in him to have her here again. He closes his eyes, trusting in her, just stepping, stepping, stepping.

#answered ask #sanctuary pigeonwhumps #theo oc #785 oc #bbu #box boy universe #box boy #box babe #recovery whump #recovering whumpee #anita: why cant we watch them? they must be so cute! #indira pulling her away from the crack at the bottom of the door: theyll stop if we do #and apologise let them at it alone #also marz i hope you know im certainly going to get weird looks for smiling like this on a 7am bus #theyre my cute bbies and this makes me happy to write theyre so cute but i will definitely get weird looks #realising im struggling to write dancing without it seeming romantic #its not meant to goddammit #does it? idk #oh well #adam and eleanor ordered dance training so they could show their pets off #'look at this trick my pets can do! theyre so much better than your pets' kind of thing #like a parent or dog/cat owner but creepier #thanks for the ask!

[wannab-urs]

boo 👻 pedro the cursed image 📸 has found its way 🗺️ to you 🎯 send this 📩 to 5 friends 💌 or you will 💯 go bald 🧑‍🦲 tonight ⬇️🎶

just for you gin <3

Why does this image exist i am cackling rn

#asks #answered #marz #he still looks good idc

[goddesstrolls]

Hey Marz, find any clues to breaking the curse? Do anything interesting lately? What happens if you break the curse but you're just a normal kind of drinker after that? Do you happen to like any board games?

"There is no reason to bombard me with so many questions at once."

"No. I have devoted my efforts to freeing the Godling in my service. I will not have my freedom at the cost of his, no more than I have already."

"If I am still a drinker after all is said and done, I may very well put a knife through my heart and see if it finally kills me."

"What is a 'board game'?"

#marz knows what a board game is- just not that terminology. as far as hes concerned thats a regular game. yknow #marzic ic #marzic answers #marzic monair #the bloodfey

[sleepyowlwrites]

Fact swap!

Celine is the best extraction surgeon (magic stuff, unimportant details) in the Agency, and has done every single surgery in the past twenty or so years except for one—her twin brother's

Mareye is a skinstitch - a sorcerer who uses magic to heal wounds - and she has used her skills on her twin brother Marz multiple times because he’s the sort to get in all sorts of ordinary trouble. After Marz nearly dies and becomes an apprentice sorcerer at the House of Favors, Mareye hopes he'll get into less trouble. He does and he doesn't.

I guess this was a twofer.

#sleepy answers #c: marz #c: mareye

[marsidotcom]

My favorite hc:

Nya is just as bad at skating as Kai.

Jay and Zane are the tallest on the team.

Zane helped Cole get better at cooking.

Jay has slightly larger fangs and can reduce his pupils depending on his mood after he almost turns into a snake.

these r all super good !! i love them :D

as partial as i am to short jay cause i envision him as being a little shit, tall jay is just as charming :)

zane and cole bonding <333

jaya roller rink date !!

and jay being good at masking w/ jokes and smiles but his eyes give him away- all the team eventually learn his tells and it’s soft as shit <33

#lego ninjago #ninjago #jay walker #ninjago jay #ninjago cole #cole brookstone #kai smith #kai ninjago #zane julien #ninjago zane #marz answers #hcs

[flowersarefreetherapy]

Thad whump, Thad whump, Thad whump

Here you are! Some good, old fashioned whump for the precious blorbo!

CW: pet whump, emotional whump, dehumanization, mentioned injuries, begging

Someone is screaming. 

002 can’t breathe. He tastes copper. Something is wrong. Pain lances up his arm and across his chest. Fingertips numb, lungs spasming, every nerve of his body wracked in white-hot burning. He tries to flex his injured hand. Nothing happens. There is no pain from his hand. Just from his forearm. Why isn’t there pain in his hand?

Someone is screaming and it takes him far too long to realize it’s him. His own throat torn and ruined. His next scream comes out as a breathless gasp. 

“Stupid mutt,” someone mutters. Familiar. He knows this voice. It means food and a quick backhand and the screams of a crowd. “What do you want me to do with him?”

“Well, he’s worthless to me now.”

002 whines. Everything hurts. He chokes on a sob. 

Why can’t I feel my hand!

“Which is a disappointment. I did pay an awful lot for him and his talents. Oh well, I suppose there are others who have his skillset.”

002 sobs, shaking his head. The rest of him is restrained. He closes his eyes against memories of those white rooms and the shouted instructions he tried his hardest to follow but it never was good enough for them and he can’t breathe, he can’t breathe!

His master’s hand rests on his forehead and 002 forces his eyes open. 

“Pl-please,” he gasps, voice wavering. “Please . . . master, please, don’t-don’t throw me out! Please, I-I can fight . . . all I need is to-to heal, please! Please, don’t throw me out!”

His master smiles, running a hand through his sweat-drenched hair. “You’ve been very good, 002, but you aren’t important enough to fix.” 

002 closes his eyes with a sob. Please, please don’t do this to me! Please, I can be good, I can be better, please! 

Through the pain, a thought slips into his mind. 

I have to get out of here. 

#pet whump #emotional whump #dehumanization #mentioned injuries #begging #answered asks #marz actually talks #thad

[master-of-fluff]

@verbcent she cute?

I mean marz's fiances (the peeps in the screenshot) probably think so idfk im just the mom-in-law

#fluff answers #anon i am by no means a bully #but the way i woke up to someone asking if my discord kid-in-law was hot #Dear satan please let me have misinterpreted this ask somehow #also dont be tricked by marz run away u don't wanna be involved in our fuckery #ok trust me we're all fucking weirdo's #seriously tho is this why i only got 4hrs of sleep? #was i sensing the shit vibes of this ask coming from my phone? #if it is your fault curse your entire bloodline

[deancaskiss]

not sure if it's still your birthday, but either way I hope you have/had a wonderful you day, all my love <33

awwww thank you so very much!! what a lovely way to wrap up my birthday!! this is so sweet honestly I swear y’all have made me cry so much today like I have felt so treasured by y’all!! my day was amazing and I had such a perfect birthday! thank you for this adorable message! sending you all the love and hugs <333

#asked and answered #marz-barz143 #thank you so much #this made me smile so much #what a sweetheart #my heart is bursting #sending you so much love #mwah xoxo #bex’s birthday bash #baz’s birthday bash

[v3nusxsky]

Mars shhhh you are ruining my persona as the mysterious badass here, I want them to think I'm at least sorta cool.

Also yes you are adorable stop with the lies, all the anons already know it anyway.

Hmm it's interesting to have a role reversal where they are wondering who I am and you know instead of you trying to figure out who they are.

Sorry sorry yeah they are bad ass would absolutely run away from them in a dark alley dw guys I’ll be all safe and protected

Mmm no lies but hmmm

And mhm I’m throughly enjoying it even our dear @pebbleswritessometimes is confused

#anon answered #v3nusxsky answers #marz crush

[wannab-urs]

forehead kisses for my moots <3

FOREHEAD KISS FOR U

#marz #mari baby #asks #answered