About MadMartigan

Biography

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Name:
MadMartigan
Sex:
Male 
Sign:
Cancer
Orientation:
Straight
Location:
Fargo
Interests:
All of the interests.
Favorite Authors:
All of them. Except Nathaniel Hawthorne. Fuck that dry ass wanker.
That sprite chick also weaves a sultry tale of exquisite debauchery.
Favorite Movies:
Films with Emly Blunt in them.
Favorite Music:
Good music. AKA. Not country.

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17 Jun 2013
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Stories Published By MadMartigan All Stories »

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Seven

An Indeterminate Point In The Future The sunlight streams through the window, making your dirty blonde locks glow shimmer like a curtain of molten metal. You’re perched naked on a stool, wiggling hot pink painted toenails, music pumping into you from a beat-up iPod held together by tape and a little bit of grace courtesy of Granny Teague’s main man in the sky. “Lookin’ fine as hell...

Added 15 Jul 2018 | Category Love Stories | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 372 | 2 Comments

Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Six

I. Crumbling “Caution, approaching platform.” A gum bubble pops and my body seizes up, bandaged hand smearing charcoal detailing across the page. “Gross. He had his dick inside her butt?” “And a dick up his ass. Some tattooed pretty boy he’d introduced as his wedding suit tailor. Fucking humiliating, Jess. My own fiancée. Having… ugh. I can’t even say it.” “Just be glad you...

Added 21 Jun 2018 | Category Hardcore | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,247 | 1 Comment

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Purple Sidestory

-\ JALEN /- It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill. I groan, head pounding,...

Added 11 Jun 2018 | Category Hardcore | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,453 | 9 Comments

Editor's Pick Third Class Super or Provisional Super Villain?

Got the letter today. Guess what? Third time ain’t the damn charm… still not a Super. Dear Applican’t, (is probably what they wanted to write), after careful review of an impressive candidate pool, blah blah, we regret (sure) to inform you that your application is not competitive enough for entrance into Supers Academy; however, we are considering you as a candidate for blah.   I scan...

Added 23 May 2018 | Category Fantasy & Sci-Fi | Votes 24 | Avg Score 4.82 | Views 2,601 | 20 Comments

Recommended Read Rooftop Dreams

The concrete is colder than I thought it’d be. More abrasive. Like sandpaper and those small, painfully annoying pebbles that squirm their way into your shoes back when you’re a kid drunk off sugared drinks and running like a bat outta hell around the playground. Worry free. Innocent. Happy. The fucking good old days of pop tarts, staying up late eating jellybeans and watching Power...

Added 04 Oct 2017 | Category Humor | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 1,314 | 13 Comments

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Five

I. Invisible Criminal “Caution, approaching platform.”   We’re nothing but invisibles now Strangers on a train, that clichéd rift Spun up, up, up in far off Hollywood lights With those backstage sets and the rain machines Dropping watery gems into silver tears The real fucking tale Behind those Westside Blues Where you’re a Maria and I’m a Tony Just star-crossed fuckups...

Added 08 Jul 2017 | Category Hardcore | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,459 | 5 Comments

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Four

I. Retrograde One of our old haunts, a repurposed manufacturing plant, still hums with life on breezy Saturday nights. Used to come here every weekend. Her great escape, a middle finger to her name. Detach from reality and just… exist. Breathe, ya’know? Be straight average for a change. Slip into the other side. She never said it, but I could tell she hated that bitter chaos circling in...

Added 04 Jul 2017 | Category Group Sex | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,018 | 6 Comments

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Three

I. Jitterbug Stand clear, doors closing. “Ya think Sting ever really thought about all the unspoken moves behind Every Breath You Take ?” I don’t look up. I try to focus on getting this quick sketch just right. Shading. Light. Blending. But you’re like that lone fly that gets in when you leave the sliding door open too long. Zoom! And it hides like a stain you don’t even notice...

Added 29 Jun 2017 | Category Seduction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,107 | 6 Comments

Recommended Read Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Two

I. Vicious State of Mind “Caution, approaching platform.” The announcement drowns out the clipped whispers, but the furtive eyeballing remains. Some knew me immediately. The celebrity-like recognition flashed like fat paparazzi Nikons as they traced the familiar tattoo slopping down my cheek, burning into the path of another that peaks just above the collar of a grimy Seattle Sounders T....

Added 26 Jun 2017 | Category Interracial | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,533 | 6 Comments

Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part One

I. Prison Blues and Familiar Faces Buzzed in and buzzed out, Cameras tracking shadow with Glass eye and red blinking light One last fuck-up, one lapse in judgment To send black ass back under boot of man. No luck, no attempt, Just shuffling feet. Trading orange jumpers for denim and whites, A pair of Jordan’s no memory of owning, There’s a pocket worth of change and a broken watch,...

Added 24 Jun 2017 | Category Hardcore | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,444 | 18 Comments

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