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Missed making something in time for Moon Knight's 2 Year Anniversary, so take this animatic I made a bit ago instead :)
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atlasscrumpit · 2 years
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Moon knight x reader
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“Dear, I’ve brought you some food.” You heard a voice say as you whimpered as hid under the blankets on your pristine white bed.
Even just is voice made you shiver with fear.
“Oh come on Y/N, you don’t need to be afraid. I brought your meal to you today, I know after our session yesterday you wouldn’t have wanted to see all of the other patients.” He said as he sat the food down of your desk.
“Can you come out from under the covers?” He asked as you shook your head and kept them tightly around your body.
“Go away.” You muttered hearing him sigh.
“Sweetheart, I thought we had gone through this. I know your mind perceives me as a threat, especially after everything you went through with your father.” He said as you felt him place his hand on your shoulder.
“I’ll leave you to eat alone. Jenny will come by soon to come get you for recreation time.” He said before leaving, making you feel safe once more.
You uncovered yourself and got your food.
One of the nurses came by and led you to the main room where you saw all the usual people.
But there was one new person in a wheelchair in the corner of the room.
“Who’s that?” You muttered looking over at him as Jenny got you to sit down at a table.
“Don’t worry about him, Y/N. He’s very ill.” Jenny said before leaving. You scoffed and waited for her to leave before you went over to him.
He looked very dazed.
“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You said as he groaned and looked up at you.
“Y/N, don’t bother our new patient.” You heard Dr. Harrow say as you looked up to see him entering the room.
“I was just introducing myself.” You said crossing your arms and looking away from him.
“He needs to be left alone for the moment, come have your medicine.” Harrow said, you were about to walk away before the strange new patient muttered something.
“Y/N.” He muttered ever so quietly as you looked at him.
“I think he wants me to stay, can’t I just sit with him?” You said as Harrow stepped in front of you.
“Y/N, I said no. Go sit down.” He said as you huffed in annoyance.
“You said I should make friends with…”
“Go sit down!” Harrow shouted as you flinched and shut your eyes.
You quickly ran away and went to your usual seat.
Harrow leant down to the patient and smiled.
“I know Khonshu sent you here to take her away from me. I’ll make sure you don’t get out of here.”
There was a movie playing as everyone watched, you just sketched on some paper, ignoring the other patients.
One of the nurses came up to you and said it was your time for a session with Harrow.
“I don’t want to go.” You muttered as he sighed and looked down at you.
“Come on, Y/N. Don’t make this hard.” He said as you sighed and stood up following him out of the main room and down the long white hallways.
You wrapped your arms around yourself as you followed him until you were met with Dr. Harrow’s door.
The nurse opened it and you saw him sitting as his desk as the nurse basically pushed you inside and closed the door.
“It’s okay, dear. You can sit down. I wanted to apologise for raising my voice at you.” He said as you cautiously stepped forward and sat in the chair across from him.
“It wasn’t very nice of me, Y/N. With this new patient everyone is very on edge, he’s a bit dangerous and when I saw you near him I was afraid he would hurt you.” He said as you nodded but still didn’t look up.
“What’s his name?” You asked as Harrow looked at you.
“His name is Marc. But sweetheart I need you to promise me that you won’t talk to him anymore.” He said as you sighed and nodded.
“Okay…I just wanted another friend, I don’t like any of the other patients.” You muttered making him chuckle softly.
“I know, dear. Are you ready to start the session?”
By the end of your session you had your knees to your chest, showing vulnerability.
Harrow came around to where you sat and knelt in front of you.
“Are you still with me, dear?” He asked as you nodded a little.
Suddenly the door swung open as you jolted in fear.
“Get the fuck away from her, Arthur.” The man growled as you looked up to see Marc.
“Y/N, stay behind the desk okay?” Harrow said as you nodded and stood as far away as you could.
“Marc, I know you’re confused. Especially after having the sedation wear off. But I promise you’re safe here.” He said as Marc chuckled.
“None of us are fucking falling for that. We know about Y/N and that you’re keeping her here against her will. Making her believe all of these twisted lies.” He growled as you looked at him in shock.
“H-Harrow? What is talking about?” You muttered as Harrow turned to you.
“Don’t listen to him, dear. He’s very sick.” He said before you looked back to Marc.
“I’ll give you bloody sick, you kidnapped someone and you’re keeping them in a mental simulation.” He said, his accent changing.
“Y/N, it’s alright. We’ve been sent here to save you.” He said as you shook your head and closed your eyes.
Suddenly two nurses came up behind the man and injected a sedative into his neck.
“T-This isn’t real, Y/N.” He said before falling unconscious.
You felt tears in your eyes as you began to panic.
Without you looking Arthur grabbed out a sedative and came over to you.
“It’s okay, sweetheart.” He whispered before injecting it into your neck as you yelped in pain.
“Shh, you’re okay.” He whispered catching you before you fell to the floor.
You woke up a few hours later and groaned looking around to see you were in your room.
You held your head in your hands, you couldn't shake the headache you had.
Your door opened suddenly and you gasped and looked up to see Marc.
"Y/N, we have to go." He said holding his hand out as you shook your head.
"No, Harrow said I shouldn't be around you." You replied as he sighed and knelt down to you.
"I know none of this makes sense, but I also know that somewhere inside you know none of this is real. I was sent in here to bring you back, you're very powerful and Harrow is keeping you here for his own personal gain. I have to get you out." He explained as you looked at him in shock.
"O-Okay." You whispered as he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of your room.
"Y/N stop!" You heard Harrow yell as you looked behind at him.
"Don't look behind, we have to keep going." Marc said pulling you along as you ran away from Harrow.
"Y/N!" Harrow shouted as Marc burst through big red doors you'd never seen before.
Everything went bright and then dark suddenly.
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You gasped and woke up seeing yourself in a dark stone room.
"Marc?" You whispered looking around to see Egyptian symbols around.
"Y/N!" You heard someone shout as Marc came running through one of the coridoors.
You swang your legs over the table you were laying on.
"I remember everything now." You whispered closing your eyes.
You weren't a patient of Dr. Harrows, you were an enemy of Arthur Harrow and Ammit.
You were also a goddess, that's why he kept you trapped.
You jumped off the table and wrapped your arms around Marc.
"Thank you." You whispered as he stood still awkwardly.
"We can celebrate later, there's still a big fight ahead of us."
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thwipped · 2 years
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"Your torment forged me. I owe my victory to you."
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lollipencil · 2 months
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Still Changes
Originally, this was going to be derived from Prompt #5. But then I read @jokingmaiden's post about Dr Harrow as a factive, and my mind added him to the whole scenario. And from there, the story mixed with the help of some of Rebecca Sugar's music, and evolved into something sweeter, I think.
Enjoy and be gentle ---
Dr Harrow sat with his back to the door and thought.
"I do not understand," he said aloud, "so much really. There is a world outside of this one. I've never seen it, but I know it. And in this world, is another. With my face and voice, and part of my name. I did not exist before him. Not until he-" A shaking breath briefly detrailed his monologue: "I have a duty of care, to Marc, to Steven, and to Jake. I know that they don't see what I do as caring. I-I made some missteps during our initial sessions, and..."
He sighed. "I bare the face of their killer, of the only person who tormented them as much as She did." Reaching down from where he sat on his desk, Dr Harrow removed one of his shoes. "The man knew he had grievous sins, knew enough to try to punish himself for them," he noted, staring into the pool of blood and glass, "And yet, he never gave a name to them. Never thought of why the sins were there in the first place."
"But now I have to wonder," he set the bloody shoe on the deck, "What's the difference between me and him?" A mirror sat in a drawer and was removed: "I can't be him, as I live in here, and for a moment we lived at the same time. But we both could see the problems, couldn't we? The unspoken, throbbing pain that breathes and bleeds in the same action. They all hate to think about it, and we both force them to. I am not him, but what right do I have to call myself different?"
And, in that moment, Dr Harrow felt tired. He felt every inch the age his form reflected. The sound of shuffling reached him, but he had no desire to do a session. He closed his eyes. Until his other shoe was removed. "I think you have every right," Marc said firmly, eyes on Dr Harrow's feet as he opened a first aid box, "I won't deny the...similarities, but he only claimed to want to help. To want something good for everyone else."
Marc's hand gripped Dr Harrow's ankle. It felt like a restraint, strapped in to avoid drifting away to somehwere unknown. "But you," he continued, "You've been actually trying to help us." Each word sounded astonished, said inbetween shards of glass being freed from Dr Harrow's flesh: "Because, to you, we can get better. And you believe that we should."
Silence filled the room once his feet were clean of glass and blood. Bandages slowly wrapped around his feet with caring hands. "So, Doc, can I help you for once?" he looked up. "There is something," Dr Harrow stated after a moment, "It's been bothering me since I arrived. I've not been able to do anything about it, but maybe you can."
Marc followed his gaze to a record player sitting on a table on the back wall. It definetly was not there before. A record sat ready to play. When the needle was set, a soft yet unfamilar piano came through and a door appeared right next to it. Marc stepped through right as the lyrics kicked in.
"Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting. Right there where you left it, lying upside down."
A garden was on the otherside. Thin white trunked trees stretched as far as he could see. Orange leaves blanketed the floor and acted as the sky. Marc walked forward.
"When you finally find it, you'll see how it's faded. The underside is lighter when you turn it around."
A clearing suddenly appeared. One tree had a thicker trunk than the others, and among the strong lower branches, was a treehouse.
"Everything stays, right where you left it. Everything stays, but it still changes. Ever so slightly, daily and nightly. In little ways, when everything stays."
The action of climbing that rope ladder felt so familar to Marc, yet he could not place it. Even more familar was the inside. A simple box, but coated in memories. Walls covered in children's drawings, the only thing other then the occupied sleeping bag in the treehouse. Jake stirred and blinked at him. "Hah. Didn't think I'd see you here again." "Again?"
Jake sighed wearily, but sat up as Marc pulled himself inside. "When the body was younger, I found you and Steven. Quite easily in fact," Jake laughed with no joy, "But, no matter the hints I gave, you both never found me. So, one day, I took the initiative. "The body was close to sleep, and I managed to get you both here. And introduced myself. We came up here and spent the night together, drawing and hanging out. I'd never been so happy."
"When I next woke up, it was like it never happened," Jake's eyes glistened with tears, "I made a replica of one of my drawings, one you saw me make. You just turned it over and ignored it. And I knew, that you weren't suppose to know me. No one was."
Jake lost his fight with his tears. And Marc's heart bled.
He crawled inside, right up to Jake's shaking frame, and tucked him into a encompassing hug. Marc's collar was almost immediately wet, but he didn't care one bit. Just held him tight.
When Jake's sobs slowed into shuddering breaths, Marc slowly guided them down to the floor. "Why don't you get some sleep?" Marc rubbed the back of Jake's head. "No," Jake shook his head, even as it was still buried in Marc's neck, "You'll forget me again." "No I won't," Marc placed a kiss on Jake's temple, "If Steven can now know about me and everything else, then I can remember you."
As Jake's breathing evened, music faintly could be heard. No lyrics could be heard, not until the end: " Today, right here, right now, I already feel found..."
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sincka · 2 years
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Dr.Harrow : Did you have to stab them ?
Jake : You weren’t there. You didn’t hear what they said to me.
Dr.Harrow : What did they say ?
Jake : "What are you going to do, stab me ?"
Dr.Harrow : That’s fair.
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ethanhoewke · 1 year
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BAD HARROW
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oliversexireed77 · 2 years
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I miss Oscar and Ethan so much
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blushnik · 2 years
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A quick warm up sketch made with @frying-panties in mind 😌💙
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girlwithwolftatoo · 2 years
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hey! can you please make a Doctor Harrow x reader, where reader misbehaves so he puts her on the rails if you know what I mean-
Of course I do, dear anon... of course I do...
Doctor Harrow + teaching reader some manners:
*Your behavior from the last days has been the worst. Guards and nurses had complaint about you being rude, skipping the rules and even involving into fights with them and other patients. When this reaches Harrow's ears, he summons you for an emergency session.
*You keep acting like a brat, not paying attention on purpose and toying with the things on the doctor's desk. Arthur's patience is big, but you can notice a hint of exasperation in his voice when he says "You're not listening, are you, (Y/N)?" You stare at him and stick your tongue out before minding your own business. The doctor sighs and takes off his glasses.
*At first you think he's joking when he asks you to remove your pants, but since you don't obey, Harrow leaves his seat and grabs you by an arm. "Hey! What the hell?" you shut before being pinned against the wall with a strenght you never thought possible from him. The doctor twitches your arm to your back to keep you in place as his other hand pulls your pants down. The most worrying thing of this is listening to his still calmed voice whispering "I asked you politely to do this by yourself and you refused... this is just the consequence of your misbehavior, (Y/N)"
*Once he's done, he almost drags you to his brand new couch for the therapy sessions, sits on it and maneuvers you so you end laying down on his lap. You can feel his hand traveling up and down your naked legs. "Discipline doesn't mean punishment" he speaks, gently pressing his hand to your butt "Don't take this personal, we are just doing some... corrective coersitive techniques"
*Before you can ask what's going on, the first slap hits your rear so hard you screech and give a small jump. Your first thought is spitting curses to him, but Harrow doesn't seem bothered by your words. And when the pain begins to fade away... there's another slap.
*Harrow said this wasn't a punishment, but the spanking hurts like hell, like he knows how, where and when to strike to bring you to the maximum level of discomfort. You struggle to escape and shut at him menaces and more dirty words, but his hand claws your cheeks, squeezing them so hard it's almost painful, and forces you to lean your neck to see you straight to the eye. "It seems you're in a rage crisis... you need to calm down, (Y/N), to release those negative feelings, I will help you with that".
*The next thing you know is his hand leaves your face but goes to your throat with a strong grip that makes you feel dizzy after some seconds. You open your mouth and gasp while his other hand strikes your butt, that's already pink for all the spanking. "We are going to practice some... quietness" Harrow says "Everytime you use your words to say something mean or hurtful, you'll get some... time out without the chance to speak"
*Harrow releases your throat, and while you cough and pant, he undoes his belt (you can feel his hand next to your side). The soft material of the belt caresses your thighs at the moves of Arthur's hand, and when he lifts it to keep with the spanking, you forget for a moment about his warning and shut a very loud "It hurts, you bastard-!" before he holds your throat once again.
*The next part of doctor Harrow's "treatment" consists in keep with the spakning using his belt while you apologize at every strike, following his instructions. "I'm sorry for -OUCH- fighting with my pals..." "Are you going to do that again?" "No, I won't" "You promise?" "I pro-AGH -promise!" "Repeat after me, (Y/N), I won't fight with my pals again" he commands you as he shoves two fingers in your mouth, playing with your tongue so when you speak it goes like a babbling. "Sorry, (Y/N), I couldn't hear you" and you receive a new hit on your poor and swollen ass.
*When Harrow feels satisfied by your "progress", he drops the belt and rubs your butt. "I know you feel hurt, let's soothe this together, are you agree?" His fingers run across the gap between your buttocks, looking for what can be found at the end of it. A fingertip presses softly on the fabric, right on your pussy entrance. "Am I wrong or you're a little aroused, (Y/N)?" Since you don't answer immediately, he gives a little slap right on your cunt "What did we just learn today?" "Sorry, doctor... Yes, I am"
*Harrow doesn't hesitate and reaches for your sensitive areas, making you questions to know the reason behind your physical reaction. "Were you spanked at childhood? Who did it? How was your relationship with that person? You know, some special apetites come from unconscious needs, goals we cannot fulfill in certain moments of our life... Tell me, (Y/N), what do you need now? Whom you want to please?"
*The fact Harrow does everything acting so calmed and professional makes you squirm like anything before. You willingly spread your legs to give him free access and you dig your nails on the couch while he fingers you, speaking reassuring words about how proud is he for your good behavior and how he'll reward you for every day you act as a "good girl" and do as you're told.
(Sorry if this is long but oh dear, had too much fun writing this)
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angelmichelangelo · 2 years
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so i found a dr raynor vs dr harrow analysis i wrote a while back just sitting in my drafts so here it is for anyone that cares lol:
so in hindsight, neither of them are necessarily good or bad therapists. i think, like real life, they have varying qualities about them that will either play into their patients strengths, or just totally go against their weaknesses.
i think marvel is a little… unbalanced, shall we say? when it comes to portraying real life therapy. now, i would like to stress that dr harrow isn’t real (in terms of existing in the mcu world) he’s simply a creation from marc’s mind, and so when i discuss his tactics against dr raynor’s consider that im saying all of this with a pinch of salt because some of his behaviour/actions just stems from marc’s own perspective on therapist and therapy.
i’ll talk about dr raynor first however since we saw her actually exist with the mcu and give a real therapy session. now, bucky barnes and marc spector are two completely different characters. they’ve experienced different things, experienced different mental health issues, however it’s evident that both of them are victims of very heavy trauma.
so when we meet dr raynor in episode one, it’s evident that her and bucky do not get along. which, in itself is no crime. im sure a lot of people can relate to having some sort of resilience towards their therapist, especially under bucky’s circumstances where it’s government mandated instead of voluntary (aka, he’s not doing this for his own sake of getting better but rather because it’s required of him to do so). their relationship is strained, he’s very closed off, there’s a lot of very blunt answers and raynor… i feel lets it aggravate her. now, we know as a character bucky is stubborn, he can be blunt and snappy. and im gonna pretend like marvel put any thought behind this at all, but i imagine that when picking an appropriate therapist for bucky, they went with someone that was most like him, in order to make him feel vulnerable enough to open up. bucky certainly doesn’t need to be babied. he doesn’t need a therapist that is gonna coddle him every time he refuses to talk about his ptsd fuelled nightmares, or allow him to simply sit in silence for the entirety of the session just so he can say he went. in that aspect, raynor is a good therapist for bucky. someone who isn’t gonna shy away from him, someone who’s clearly not afraid of him – and that’s key. bucky spends a lot of time worrying about himself and how he is perceived. having raynor be blunt with him isn’t her just being an asshole, but it’s simply showing him “hey, im not gonna treat you any differently because who you are and what you did. this is how it is now suck it up and help yourself get better.”
i believe in that aspect, raynor is a pretty good fit for bucky. my gripe comes with basically how the show wrote her. i think again, it’s not so much her as a character but how marvel projects therapy into their show. raynor did some pretty unprofessional things. she taunted him about his dead family and friends as a means to get him to open up (yeesh) she makes sam sit in on a therapy session with neither of their consent (big no no) and her entire purpose of her being there is to get bucky to make amends to the people the winter soldier has hurt in the past. not once does she make it explicitly clear to him that HE is not responsible for any of that. that bucky is not behind all those deaths, that it was hydra who did that. she sends him on a wild goose chase, basically making him feel worse, and the guilt just piles on. her character is good, her execution of how to help bucky is not.
so overall: raynor gets a 3.5/5 stars from me in terms of, okay i see what you’re doing but holy cow marvel you’re going about it the wrong way entirely.
as for dr harrow, again, like i stated before, it’s a little tricky to compare the two because he’s not an actual therapist. his existence stems from marc’s subconscious whilst they are dead so… again: pinch of salt lol
i think, from my own perspective, his portrayal comes across as very authentic. again, marc (nor steven) need to babied. they don’t need to be treated like children because of their mental illnesses. but in this sense, dr harrow does treat marc (and i’m just gonna reference marc since he has the most screen time with him) with a sense of… fragility.
it’s evident that in those scenes, marc is definitely unwell. he’s going through an episode and he’s clearly not at his peak in regards to his mental state. dr harrow doesn’t belittle him, nor is he cruel. he’s gentle and soft spoken because it’s clear he knows what kind of environment marc needs when he’s in this headspace. i actually really loved ethan hawke’s betrayal of this character, it was really interesting and fun to watch, and i think he just really felt like an actual therapist of a mentally ill man, rather than someone pretending to be one.
he engages in marc’s questions or worries. he’s never dismissive however, he gets to the point in telling marc (or jake in this scene, whatever you want) that the things he’s seeing with the hippopotamus is nonsense, and gets him to say it out loud so that he can understand it better. he reiterated that not everything he is seeing is real, and does so by not necessarily talking down to him but just… telling him. talking to him and then parroting back his own statement so that marc can confirm he understands why that is.
he makes a sharp turn though when it’s steven fronting. and again, dr harrow is very calm with him, he’s patient in allowing him to ask questions and then insult him (lol) but when it comes down to his mother, steven starts to panic and dr harrow’s idea of helping him with that is to pretend to call steven’s mother to which it’s just an empty dial tone, and that is the moment steven is confronted with the information that his mother is in fact dead.
now… idk about you but uhhh that would fuck me up pretty badly lmao. if i was under the belief that my family member was alive and well, and this was because of years and years of childhood trauma had caused me to repress that so much (which dr harrow knows) i don’t think it’d be a safe and sensible thing to do that kind of shock/exposure therapy. he very bluntly (but packages it up to look like he’s being nice) forces steven to face the facts that his mother has already passed away, and he’s been essentially lied to. i personally just don’t think that’s a fair way to do it, but understandably a lot of people differ in how they react to certain forms of therapy, and if it works for you then it works, but again, none of this is real and this is just me rambling lol
so in conclusion i think marvel are still figuring out how to write a good therapist. and don’t get me wrong: i don’t think either of them were meant to be necessary “good” therapists, but marvel sometimes think they’re writing a positive character trait when in actuality they’re not and that can blur the lines sometimes as to what their actual purpose is there and what marvel is essentially saying is a good example of therapy, and what isn’t.
this is all just my own personal opinion. im not a therapist and honestly i just make all of this up as i go along but yeah. that’s my babbling done for now :) if anyone has anything else they’d like to add on to this then feel free !! thanks :)
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letaliabane · 2 years
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Can't believe the ending to #MoonKnight has finally arrived and what a finale we had! As I've said #OscarIsaac and the entire cast of the show were stunning in every way! I really hope we get a season 2! Check out my reaction!
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dancingisdangerouss · 2 years
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Is this what people think psychiatric hospitals look like? 😂
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sincka · 2 years
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Dr Harrow : Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.
Marc : I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.
Dr Harrow : Th-that's not how that works-
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jokingmaiden · 2 years
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i think the idea of Dr. Harrow being an alter in the mk system is really cool, specifically bc it would make a LOT of sense for a factive to be created from the distress of realizing a well-respected leader figure who repeatedly comments on their mental health is actually a culty bastard
like. they need someone who knows how to critically analyze the feelings they’re far too engrossed in to process logically? of course an alter would branch off to be able to process better after all they’ve been through!!
and it makes sense for it to be a harrow factive bc he’s become so aggressively influential in their lives, not only in how they’re thinking, but how their loved ones are thinking of them
it would also explain why he’s so absolutely conscious and autonomous, and why his interpretation of his own existence is so convincingly organic. he feels real bc he is real, just not in the life he originally thinks
i could ramble for hours but i’ll spare the internet my quarries. for now
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atlasscrumpit · 1 year
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It's giving Dr. Harrow and Marc
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nkatr84 · 2 years
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Mo🌙n Knight Headcanons
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Still thinking (obsessing) about Moon Knight!
So we all agree Ammit was Khonshu’s ex right? Maybe it was just physical for Khonshu but she was planning their wedding until whoopsie! Khonshu reveals he’s in love with Hathor! (But he never makes a move because love would interfere with his mission) so now Ammit’s ticked off and decides that she should punish everyone who will ever do evil even if they haven’t done anything yet. Because her bird brained boyfriend never cheated on her but he was thinking about it!
Jake is not the “evil alter”. In fact when he fronts the body after Egypt and sees Khonshu he’s like, “oh those idiots didn’t include me on the deal…Khonshu you son of a…”. “Oh you know you enjoy it. Come on. Suit up. We’ve got work to do.” And Jake goes along with it because Khonshu is all he has. He doesn’t feel good enough for Layla and he wants to protect Steven and Marc and let’s them live a normal life.
So if we get a season 2 and after Marc and Steven find out about Jake I want a scene where they meet back in “Dr. Harrow”s office. (With special guest star Ethan Hawke!) they’re confused but then the camera pans over and there’s Jake, arms folded and annoyed. And Dr. Harrow says they’re there for group therapy. They start arguing and accusing Jake of being a psycho when Jake asks…
“Who paid the electric bill?”
What?” Steven asked.
Jake looks at them, “when is the water bill due?”
“What are you talking about?” Marc asked.
Jake sits up, “I’m talking about paying the bills. Doing the laundry. Buying groceries. Do you know how hard it it to buy vegan AND kosher!? And yeah. Sometimes I want a nice steak. But that’s a treat I save for myself so that you two can eat your kosher vegan meals and never bother to ask where the food comes from. And do you really think our money comes from our merc days? You spent most of it on booze and whatever charity you could donate to ease your guilty conscience. We sure don’t get the money from Steven’s paycheck at the museum. No I took some of the merc money and bought my own cab. Now we own a third of the cabs in London and we provide limo services. We have a townhouse in freaking Chelsea!
“We do?” Steven asks.
“Yeah! We do. And a penthouse in New York. And our own helicopter! And we send Dad a check every month.”
“We do?” Marc asked.
“Im always cleaning up your messes. I take care of things. That’s my job. If I have to make a deal with the Devil to protect you both I will. And I have.” Jake finished.
Everyone is silent a minute.
Dr harrow says, “thank you Jake. Well what I’m hearing is Jake is feeling under appreciated.”
“Damn right…” Jake mutters.
“Also it sounds like Jake feels isolated. I mean you two have each other. And Layla. And all he has…is Khonshu.” Dr. Harrow pointed out.
Marc and Steven nod. Thinking.
“Was it you that set up that date with me and Dylan?” Steven asks.
“Did you bozos keep me locked up in that third sarcophagus in the Duat?”
“We were trying to avoid relationships to keep them away from Khonshu. Why would you ask Dylan out?” Marc asked.
“Because I was horny and Steven is a freaking virgin alright?” Jake answered.
Marc slaps a hand over his eyes, “oy…”
Steven blushes.
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