Marcus Flint

Sat, 24 Apr 2004 00:44:58 GMT

What's better: democracy or monarchy?

Tyranny.

If you're going to rule, then rule.

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 8

The five senses. Which would be the worst one for you to lose, and why?

Mon, 08 Mar 2004 16:16:40 GMT

Touch.

Because...because I find the hoops when playing by a natural and instinctive sense of direction, and, generally, by listening for the taunts of the opposing Keeper. (Which are usually lacking, of course. No one snarks very well on most teams.) I don't need sight for that. Flying blind would be difficult, and I would never intentionally run into another player because that would be wrong and against the rules, but while blind, I suppose I couldn't help it. ~~I'd miss Oliver's eyes though~~

Smell's never been that important. I lived in a dungeon for eight years, so, really, I've got away from using my nose for everyday things, and taste...is really just an extension of smell, isn't it? You can't taste without smell. And there're really very few tastes that are really worth it in the end. I'd miss chocolate, for some reason.

Hearing would be the next worse, but I'm used to observing people anyway, so it wouldn't be that difficult to learn how to read people's lips or learn that...finger language Muggles have. I'd find a way to compensate.

Touch...to never be able to feel the Quaffle under my hands or the grass when I actually get fouled (which is a horrid practice that I would never engage in)? That would be horrible. The hands are the most sensitive part of my body, and losing touch would leave me with no extraneous skills (because even I know Quidditch won't last forever, and, yes, Marcus Flint does inspire to someday be a healer of sorts, not that I'd actually do it. My bedside manner sucks, and I'd spend the majority of the day demanding that people just buck up and deal. But I digress.) I'd be left without anything to do with my hands, too, and that would be horrible. ~~Besides, I've grown quite attached to having my hands on Oliver at all times, and losing my sense of touch would rather put a damper on that, wouldn't it?~~

That's my answer. Try not to find anything too deep and meaningful in it.

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 345

What makes you laugh?

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 18:33:32 GMT

Oh, lots of things, mostly cruel and villainous things. Like...kicking puppies, and throwing first years out windows. But I'd like to think that I've outgrown most of that.

Mostly.

Let's see. Some of my more humorous moments that I can remember:

Potter swallowing the Snitch was funny in hindsight. I think the look on Higgs's face when he just mutters "Why didn't I think of that?" was infinitely better, though. Oh, and that time one of the Weasels...Don? Khan? Ron? Something...tried to hex Malfoy and ended up spitting up slugs for several days. That was comedy.

The look on the entire Gryffindor team's collective faces when we revealed our Nimbus 2001s, though the humor was lost when Malfoy couldn't be bothered to stop taunting Potter long enough to actually catch the Snitch.

But the best...I think that goes to the look on ~~Oliver~~ Wood's face when I told him he'd be playing Hufflepuff instead of Slytherin. Potter falling off his broom during the actual game? Now that was priceless. Kept us Slytherins entertained for weeks at any rate.

But I'm beyond all that now. I don't act like I'm seven.

Though the slug thing is still worth a chuckle. I mean, come on, he vomited slugs! Comedy, people, comedy.

~~Oliver in general does now, though, and not in a mean way. Fuck, that's sappy and stupid. And why does it have to be true?~~

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 238

What's your favorite guilty indulgence?

Thu, 05 Feb 2004 15:18:38 GMT

The showers after a game. And no, not the fuck like that, you gits. Just...look, Falmouth? Not exactly the most gently team in the world, and it's really rare if anyone comes out unbruised, let alone with no broken bones after practices, let alone after the games.

Plus, they put healing potions and muscles salves in the actual water. Doesn't take care of the broken bones and out and out fractures, but it does take care of the bruises.

That's really the only one I have.

Really.

Because Marcus refuses to actually admit this one in public: The real guilty indulgence

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 87

Drabble response to 'Indulgence' topic

Thu, 05 Feb 2004 15:17:08 GMT

What's your favorite guilty indulgence?

Oliver.

Oliver fucking Wood, and not just the snogging or the nearly-shagging or any of the stuff like that, though Marcus thinks that's nice too. He's pretty sure it's just being close to Oliver that does it, and sometimes Marcus feels like he's really doing something wrong by even being near him.

They're mortal-enemies, rivals, and all that cliched stuff that only makes the passion have an undercurrent of fire and tension, and maybe Marcus is a little in love with that feeling. Because to him it can't be love without the bruises and the blood, even if that's all in the past.

It used to be a guilty pleasure to leave as many bruises as possible on Oliver in as many creative and inventive ways as possible, but now he finds the most pleasure in working the pressure points in Oliver's neck to relieve the tension, in talking to him, arguing (albeit playfully) with him, and, yes, even curling up around him in his sleep.

It's during him into a sap.

But he's not near guilty enough about that. Not guilty enough to stop, certainly.

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 183

How did you lose your virginity?

Wed, 28 Jan 2004 06:53:44 GMT

I could be a complete coward and just ignore the question like so many others in this thing, but what would be the point? I may not be a Gryffindor or some just and honest Hufflepuff, but I've never been less than completely honest.

I lost my virginity at fourteen. Well, the one that went to a girl. I'd lie and say that it was glorious, full of fireworks and sparkly things, but it was fast and awkward and up against the wall after Quidditch practice. (That location will become a theme in my life). She was my captain, seeker for the house team at that point, and three years older than me.

You'll all be happy to know that when I eventually went to Snape and Hooch to get her removed from the team, I didn't use the fact that she used sex to manipulate her team. No, it was all based on her ability to charm the Snitch to come right into her hand. That was what real cheating looked like. Not the rough play I pulled when I became captain.

Which I did the next year. She lost her position as seeker, captain, and was very nearly expelled. The true joy of it, though, was that I never had to touch her again.

I found out that I preferred men much, much more two years later, when, once again, post-Quidditch practice, I pinned Montague up against the wall for missing a few shots. It was nice, one-time only, and the rest is history.

Though there are some that consider the first time you have sex with someone you love to be the time you really lose your virginity...if that's the case....I don't think that's any of your business.

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 291

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Fri, 16 Jan 2004 00:15:56 GMT

Not unless it's Quidditch. Because the first time I ever saw someone toss the Quaffle past a Keeper and into a hoop, I was in love...

But with people? Never. Most people aren't even worth knowing, let along loving, because most of them are just...liars, pretending to be someone they're not just for a quick shag ~~up against a men's room wall~~ somewhere.

And if you've managed to convince yourself otherwise, you're clearly fucking delusional.

I'm not even sure love itself is possible. Not that I've spent long hours debating it. I'm a Chaser not a philosopher.

But there's a severe lack of honesty in the world, and it doesn't get any better every time someone deludes themselves into believing that people are truthful and perfect the first time they meet them. Everyone's got secrets. I've got more than a few of my own, and I've never told anyone any of them at that first meeting.

Makes for a real romantic time when shit from the past pops up in the middle of a snog, doesn't it?

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 176

Is there ever a good reason to get blinding drunk?

Fri, 02 Jan 2004 19:17:03 GMT

There's always a good reason to get blinding drunk. But only in the off-season. It's better to save up all the angst for that time so it doesn't actually interfere with anything important, like wiping the smug looks off opposing Keepers' faces when they least expect it.

Because I've seen some pretty good players take a dive into the pitch because they'd had just a little bit too much ale right before practice, and nothing impairs one's ability to catch the Snitch than seeing double. And seeing six hoops instead of the standard three can be very disconcerting.

See, drinking is good for blocking out all the bad things, and I'll happily admit that I've done my far share of it. It was especially good after matches against Gryffindor when they very obviously had the rules bent for them. It dulled the rage. Well. Not really, because I was still prone to acts of violence against society and acting out against what I saw as persecution (I've been reading Muggle psychology books. Interesting stuff. I apparently have severe impulse control and Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. Self-diagnosis is fun), but it was good for at least making me feel better.

Not that I would ever drink while a student at the lovely institution of Hogwarts. Because that would be very wrong. Despite what I said above. Really.

So, to sum up...yes. Drinking is fine. Just not when it interferes with Quidditch. Or your homework. That last one especially. Really.

Muse: Marcus Flint
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 248