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fox Graphics 1,363 POSTS Pronouns: she/her last seen Apr 25, 2024 12:23:42 GMT -5 but a butt ?	marcus — pk, fin May 10, 2023 16:01:37 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by fox on May 10, 2023 16:01:37 GMT -5 marcus spencer twenty two -> nine
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marcus — pk, fin May 11, 2023 0:17:39 GMT -5

Post by fox on May 11, 2023 0:17:39 GMT -5

Alexander Spencer marries Linnea Mullins, and it's some tedious thing with hundreds of guests and too much lace and a glass of wine that gets upended on an ex-boyfriend by the time they cut the cake. He's the oldest from a family that made its wealth from emerald mining, and she's the second from a fitness equipment empire. Their families thought they'd be a perfect match. The huge diamond-encrusted, silver, emerald engagement ring is the down payment.

But by the end of the first month of marriage, Linnea has stabbed Alexander in the damn leg, and he's tried to drown her twice already in the pond by their house. They fight viciously and then make up violently, and the neighbours are getting real tired of calling the peacekeepers every time Linnea starts throwing Alexander's things off from the balcony while he screams for a fucking divorce on the steps.

It's bad for the family name, it's bad for the businesses. The families pay away the rumours and try to placate them – and then they try to force them into serenity – but it does nothing.

And for a long time, it really does seem like they might kill each other.

But then, surprise! Linnea's pregnant.

And suddenly they're very sweet. It's the honeymoon period they've never had. She's glowing, he's doting, they're inseparable. Their love is nearly nauseating, but everyone prefers this to the absence of air in the room whenever those two fought like a house fire. No more wars raged in the living room, no more hell in the kitchen.

Marcus is born.

They go back to their old vices by the time he's one.

He learns there is nothing scarier than two people who hate each other but are irrevocably tied together.

Their families care very much about the whole image thing, and it turns into a very drawn out, complicated affair. They're vehemently against divorce because it looks bad, worse than an unhappy marriage. Because Linnea would host her afternoon teas with the ladies in her social circle, and she'd listen to them complain endlessly about their spouses. And because Alexander's own parents have barely spoken a word to each other in the last five months. Love and hate are both supposed to mellow into cool indifference eventually, so what's the point?

Well, it doesn't.

Marcus is nine when they finally split up. It isn't all bad – it's pretty good actually. He sees his dad on the weekends. Linnea and Alexander are perfectly civil ex-spouses, funny enough.

He's eleven when his father remarries. And sometime after thirteen, Alexander stops coming on the weekends, and Marcus only sees him during the holidays where he's surrounded by this entirely different family he barely knows – Camellia and their triplets, three bouncing boys. All of a sudden, he's got a guest room in his father's house instead of an actual room. He watches their lives like with the tepid awe of a stranger. There's no fighting, no screaming.

They like, actually love each other this time.

Which makes him feel very strange.

Linnea starts seeing this guy, Philip. And Marcus could've, out of spite, gotten rid of him very easily. But he doesn't. Phil's alright actually, and his mother seems very happy. She gets married when he's sixteen.

It's very weird because most of the time he doesn't feel like he belongs in his own life.

Marcus isn't the smartest, but he keeps his grades immaculate. He does well in career training, and plays on the Exy team at his academy. His parents honestly spoil him — lavish gifts every birthday, a big party, the whole works. He only ever gets the best of everything.

But nine years is a long time to fuck up a kid.

Last Edit: May 13, 2023 16:56:48 GMT -5 by fox

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marcus — pk, fin May 13, 2023 12:57:19 GMT -5

Post by fox on May 13, 2023 12:57:19 GMT -5

Alexander and Linnea pressure cook a kid for nine years, and he's spit out with a venomous temper. He's spent all his time wilting at home, so he's a menace at school. Something about anger can't be diminished. It's easy to feel.

He's acutely aware of his parents' displeasure, and exactly how it feels like below the skin – however slight the disappointment might be. One year, he ranks second in class, and notices the way his dad's smile thins out for the briefest of moments while staring at his report, the line between his brows creasing faintly. Marcus spends the rest of the year terrorizing Casimiro Baldo, throwing his shit into the trash, shoving him into toilets, until the kid finally breaks and transfers schools.

And then, he's first again.

He's not the best. He just tries the hardest – whatever that might mean.

Marcus gets a little older and gets better at hiding that streak of spitefulness. He's not particularly charming. It's just the combination of being very polite to authority and being the perfect angel at home that gets him out of trouble of all the bullying allegations. Linnea just can't believe that her darling son would do anything like that. Alexander donates to the academy regularly. He's handsome, he's confident, he's a good student too, and the teachers can't fathom it.

His mother marries Phil when he's sixteen, and the space in he has in life feels like its only getting smaller. He carves his name into the contours of existence violently, with a kind of sick bravado that coats him like blood. He does everything to be the best, to be liked, for approval, but it never feels like he belongs in his own life.

When he graduates, he joins the peacekeeping forces. He can now pretend like it was a choice to leave, like he wasn't forced away. He can pretend like his parents are proud of him. That he isn't this nasty scar of a mistake, left behind.

He's twenty when he takes the officer candidate test and passes. The others in his squad think he bought his way, which is fine too because it means they think he's powerful enough for that. It just makes him seem more important, more influential. In fact, they fucking wish they could buy their way to the top.

It just makes him more contemptuous of the privates from other, lesser districts. He isn't like them.

Marcus gets ready to be transferred a special officer training division in the Capitol, an undeniable accomplishment in his eyes. He's got the whole thing planned – commissioning, pilot school, graduation, and then stationing in One.

But instead, when he hops off the train, he finds himself suddenly in backwater Nine. He tries to explain that he should at the Capitol to the officer who picks them up from the station, but the man only laughs harder the more he insists until he gets tired of the whining, kicks him out of the vehicle, and makes him walk the rest of the way.

Nine is ugly as hell, and there's a kind of lawlessness about the place he finds totally distasteful. They can't seriously expect him to spend his training years in this shithole? He thinks it has to be all a horrible joke, but a month later everything moves to Nine and Two becomes one massive waste processing facility. It's a travesty. It's absurd. And unfortunately, it's real and it's happening.

It's literally a nightmare.

He's got two more years in Officer Candidate School.

It takes two months for him to find the first thing he likes about Nine – the man stands on the stage of an old warehouse, and Marcus stares at him from below, the actor burning brighter than anything he's seen in the district.

There's the strange heat of a familiar house fire.

He walks right towards it.

Last Edit: May 13, 2023 17:02:08 GMT -5 by fox

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