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The Light of My Knight | Moon Knight x Desi!Reader | Chapter 3: Onward!
Parings: Steven Grant x femdesi!Reader
Warnings: More innuendos, swearing ofc, Khonshu being considerate (very out of character innit, he just wants his boy to get some), Jake being Jake again :)
Word Count: 3 k
Chapter summary: Birthday with Steven
Taglist: @brekkers-desigirl @wordacadabra @paymeinkash @ahookedheroespureheart @sodonuthideout @obsessedwadonis
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P.S. This is the song that inspired a part of this chapter. If you know this song, you know whats coming 💕
Moon Boys’ POV
Steven was early. He was in the elevator going up to Y/N’s flat, clutching a bouquet of pure white roses and a box of fresh scones from the bakery near his flat, wearing his black button-up shirt, dress pants, and his favorite Doc Martens. He glanced at the reflection beside him where Marc looked on, the frown on his face pronounced.
Marc wanted to take control of the body but since Steven fell for Y/N first, it was only fair that he would front on her special day. Jake was nowhere in the headspace, still silent from the night before, which made Steven slightly grateful as he could safely avoid Jake’s ‘advice’.
Steven stepped out of the elevator and walked slowly towards Y/N’s flat. He hoped that she would be awake by now. The aromatic smell was the first thing that hit him as he crossed the corridor. Spices mixed with the heavenly scent of jasmine filled his nose and he breathed in deeply. He hesitates, glancing at his watch again.
”Come on man, just knock.” Marc said impatiently in his head.
Steven rapped the door softly and called out “Heya, it's me, Steven!” He quickly hid the flowers behind him as Y/N swung the door open, slightly perplexed.
Everything in Steven’s mind was going in slow motion and he was mesmerized and frozen to the spot. She was wearing a kurti top and her leggings, her forehead was covered in delicate beads of sweat and her hair was neatly braided. Her earrings swayed with the momentum of her movement and she had the biggest smile on her face. He snaps out of his daze and greets her with an ear to ear grin.
“Steven! You’re really early. So sorry, I’m still cooking, come in!” She said, looking slightly flustered.
Before Steven could apologize, she squealed “AHH MY THOSAI” and ran to the stove.
Steven chuckled at the chaos he was witnessing and set the flowers aside to remove his shoes. He had never been to Y/N’s place before.
It was a modest place, decorated with enough plants to resemble a little rainforest. Just like his place, there were books everywhere and little trinkets scattered amongst the free spaces.
Y/N was almost twirling around her little kitchen, multitasking between the flat pan and the large pot on her stove. She flipped her last thosai onto a plate beside the stove and turned back to Steven, beaming.
”Please, make yourself at home, Steven.” She beamed. “I made this spread thinking-” her mouth dropped as she finally noticed the big bouquet of flowers behind him on the table.
“Woah Steven! Who’s the lucky woman? Or man, I mean, don’t judge.” She stutters a little, grinning.
“Um, well, uhh, they’re for you, actually. I got you some scones from the bakery too. Happy Birthday Y/N!” Steven said, smiling doppily, holding them in front of her. She stared at the items in front of her, head bowed slightly.
Silence filled the room. Steven swore he could feel the atmosphere drastically change and it certainly wasn’t the giant dead bird that followed him around which just settled on Y/N’s couch.
“You knew it was my birthday and you got me flowers?” She whispered, head still bowed so Steven couldn’t catch the expression she was making.
“Uhm, yea sorry about that Y/N, I know you didn't tell me when your birthday was but I saw your file a while ago and I noted down your birthday and I’m so sorry for invading-” she cut him off and swung her arms around his waist, pulling him in for a tight hug, trying not to crush the flowers that he was holding in his outstretched arms.
Steven froze for a second as his heart gave way but he regained sanity and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, chin nestled onto the crown of her head.
“They are beautiful, Steven, thank you, you shouldn’t have gone through the trouble.” she mumbled after letting him go.
“And not let my best friend have the best birthday ever? Never!” Steven pouted playfully.
“Best friend? Ugh, hermano, you need to pick up the pace.” Jake spoke up in the head space.
Jake should shut up. But he’s right.
Y/N gestures for him to sit down as she begins to plate up a delicious bowl of food for him. Steven’s always loved Y/N’s cooking and she would always insist on bringing him something to eat when they were working late.
Her food tasted so homely, like each and every morsel was made with ounces of love. Every mouthful was filled with cascading flavors that his taste buds couldn’t fully appreciate unless he had more.
Her food also made Marc sad sometimes, reminiscent of the times where their mother would cook for them. It pained Steven too but the look of appreciation on Y/N’s face wrapped itself like little secure bandages around their resented past.
She slowly poured steaming tea into little copper cups and sat down with a small huff.
“So, Y/N, what do you usually do on your birthday?” Steven said, his hands curled around the warmth of the copper cup.
Y/N hesitated, chewing her bottom lip.
“Ok I know this is going to sound a little dumb, but I usually sit around watching movies maybe with some snacks.” she says, not making eye contact, and instead picks at her thosai.
“Hmm, I don’t like the sound of that. How about we try something new, if you're up for it, of course, I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to.” Steven says, setting down the cup to grab her hand.
“THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!” Jake yells in Steven’s head, making him wince slightly.
“Oooo, hand holding, I hope you’re using protection.” Marc said, sarcasm evident in his voice as he quoted Phoebe.
Y/N stiffens slightly but then she softens and relaxes her hand into Steven’s.
“What do you have in mind?” She says, barely a whisper.
“Umm, well, have you gone to that new aquarium that had reopened by the River Thames? If you haven’t, and you’re interested, we could go?” Steven whispered back, leaning closer to her.
Her eyes widened slightly and a big smile dazzled her face.
“Sure! I’d love to go there.” she says, the delight in her voice making Steven float with happiness.
They quickly finished breakfast as they chatted about a new artifact that the museum had just ordered and after a few cups of tea, Y/N skipped away to get ready.
As the sound of the water from the shower hitting the floor fills the small flat, Steven took the chance to give Marc and Jake a piece of his mind.
“Look Marc, Jake! I don't need you lads yelling ‘Ten points to Gryffindor!’ each time I make the correct move with her, yea? I love you lads a lot, but it's getting hard to focus, having an audience inside your head.” Steven grumbles at the mirror that is closest to him.
“Not the only thing that's getting hard, apparently.” Jake countered, smirking.
“Mate, I swear I will throw us out of the flat’s window if you don’t quit it with your shite.” Steven said again, his voice slightly higher than he had intended it to be. Marc was silent and Steven could tell that he was not having a great time today.
Steven pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. He really did mean it, he loved his boys to bits, but he would rather hit them with a cricket bat than risk losing his chance with Y/N.
He sighed and picked up a book from Y/N’s stockpile to distract him from his current torment. A chapter in, Steven was brought back to reality by the sound of soft footsteps padding the wooden floor. Steven fumbled and tried to keep his jaw drop with the sight in front of him.
Y/N was wearing a stark white maxi dress with her favorite worn-down denim jacket and she had accessorized with her usual oxidized silver jewelry. Two of the roses from the bouquet he had bought adorned her hair that she had tied into her signature braid, with wispy tendrils of her locks framing her face.
He watches as she kneels down at her little altar by the window, putting her hands together and closing her eyes, the same way she did the first time he saw her many months ago. She then dipped the tip of her ring finger in a pot filled with white holy ash, and dragged it into a small white line over the pottu that she would always wear.
She got up, grabbed her boots and turned to look at Steven, flashing him a pearly white smile.
“Alright, I’m ready. Shall we go now?” she asked.
Steven snapped out of it and nodded. “Onwards, birthday girl!”
☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Your POV
You really didn’t deserve to be in the same space as him. Which god decided that it was a good idea to make a man this perfect?
You watch on as Steven performs a little magic trick for the baby that was in front of you in the queue. The little creases at the corner of his eyes as he giggles with the baby constricted your heart with such force that you had to remind yourself to breathe. For you, his presence alone illuminated like a strong beam of light in the darkest corner of your world.
No one had given you a present in years and your parents always deemed you as unworthy of presents, sometimes not even remembering that it was your birthday. The fact that Steven had sneakily knew about your birthday and bought you flowers made you feel extra special. Now that you think of it, he could have brought you a piece of string and you would have taken it in a heartbeat.
There were instances where you thought about spending the rest of your life with Steven. Going to the library together, eating breakfast together, working together through late hours of the night at the museum, coming home to a movie and hot dinner with nothing else to care about except about themselves in their little world.
But you would always shake your head at the thought, it somehow just seemed irrational to you that someone as sublime as Steven Grant would want to spend the rest of his living days with someone like you. But you couldn’t stop your heart from yearning and aching from all of his tiny sweet nothings. You really liked Steven and there was absolutely nothing you could do to push the bubbling feelings away.
You were glad that you agreed to go to the aquarium. You loved the ocean, both it’s calm and it's chaos plus, you were curious about the creatures that grazed its depths. You had your polaroid camera with you and you wanted to capture every single thing you saw while actively listening to Steven as he animatedly talked about every single deep sea wildlife.
While many of the people had stuck to the tour group, you and Steven had wandered off and found a secluded section of the aquarium. It was so serene, only the distant, muted sound of people talking. You watch as a little tiger shark swims in little circles at the glass next to you.
Suddenly, you feel Steven hand brush yours and you feel a small jolt. You both stared straight ahead into the depths of the aquarium for a while until you realized that you were struggling to take in a whole lungful of air.
He hooked his left pinky finger with your right pinky finger and you could feel the energy around you and Steven shift significantly. It was as if the quiet was preparing itself for a crescendo, for something to happen quite literally out of the blue.
“Did you know, tiger sharks don’t do that well in captivity.” Steven’s whisper cuts through the tension like a newly forged blade. “I think they should be in the wild, away from peoples eyes, free. Free to do whatever they please, free to live.”
You turned to him and found that he was already looking at you, pupils blown, the blue lights tinting his skin and making it glow lightly. You search his eyes for the very thing that you’ve been looking for for a long time. His right hand reaches out to touch your cheek, this thumb caressing your jaw and you can’t help but to close your eyes, savoring the touch.
If your heart was running fast earlier when he touched your hand back in the flat, it was quite certainly running a literal marathon now. Probably doing a fucking backflip too.
“Can I kiss you?” Steven whispers again, his face too close for you to say no.
“Didn’t think you’d ask.” You whispered back with a smile.
His lips crashed into yours and you felt like you had just combust into flames, all the yearning of before being shared between the both of you. The butterflies in your stomach were threatening to tear up your insides as your hands lightly grabbed Steven’s face, holding him onto you as if he was your source of oxygen. His own hand had left your face and his arms snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
You both pulled away at the same time, but stayed close, breathing in each other’s air, foreheads pressed against each other, chests rhythmically heaving to the same beat. After the both of you calmed from your highs, you pulled away to take a good look at Steven.
The poor man was blushing hard, despite his sudden boost of confidence a mere second ago and you couldn't help but giggle at the sight, trying to hide your own burning cheeks.
“You have no idea how fucking long I waited to do that.” he breathed, staring straight into you.
“Me too.” you admit.
☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Moon Boy’s POV
Steven stares down dreamily at the person curled up with him on the sofa. Her eyes were closed and she had fallen into a deep slumber. They had gotten back from the aquarium hours ago, and had been watching the Star Wars prequels. Half way through the second movie, Y/N had fallen asleep, head in his lap, hand clutching onto his. He too had stopped watching the movie and started to memorize every single inch of her face.
Why did he like this woman so much?
She had that fire in her that only he could understand. The way she would tell off rude people and stand her ground was something that made her very attractive in his mind. Jake would of course call her feisty, but Steven thought she was strong willed. She was also kind and caring, always putting herself forward before anyone else and was passionate about almost the same things as he was. Another thing was her beauty. She had the kind of beauty that came from within that complemented her already gorgeous features.
He had to tell her the truth sooner or later. He couldn’t keep Marc and Jake hidden from her anymore. He suspects that she already knows about them, with how observant she is at times. Then came the whole thing about being a god’s avatar. He wasn’t too sure about how she was going to take that in. He also didn't know what he would do if she didn’t accept him, didn't accept all of them.
He wanted to be hers, oh gods he wanted to be hers so bad that it hurt.
Steven smiles as he reminicents of the kiss they shared in the quiet of the aquarium, how her lips felt on his and how she pulled him closer. He sighs, content with the decision he made to ask her that fateful question, until he spotted the shadow of a beak casting over him and her, lowkey ruining the moment.
“What is it, Khonshu?” Steven whispered, not trying to wake her up. She didn’t stir.
“I see that you’ve finally made your move, my knight.” Khonshu said approvingly.
“I'm not a chess piece, mate” Steven chuckled, appreciating the pun.
“I have spotted some of the smugglers a few yards away from here, I suggest that we leave this at this instant.” Khonshu said, referring to the Eye of Horus smugglers that they were tracking at the moment.
“Alright, just, just gimme a minute, yea?” Steven says and Khonshu disappears, leaving the two of them alone again.
He switches the TV off and picks Y/N’s sleeping body bridal style to move her to her bed. He lays her down and kisses her cheek, suddenly remembering his little surprise gift. He silently steps across the room and grabs his bag where the little box resides. He also grabs a little pen and paper and walks back to Y/N.
Opening the little box, he pulls out two silver kolusu that were adorned with little suns. He slips them on each one of Y/N's ankles and does the clasps before pulling up the covers. He then turns and writes her a little note, placing the box on top of it by her bedside.
Steven pressed a soft kiss onto her forehead and gazed at her with longing.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, my darling sun.” he whispers as he locks himself out of her apartment.
☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Translations:
Kurti: In modern usage, a short kurta is referred to as the kurti, which is the attire of females
Thosai: Thin batter-based dish originating from South India, made from a fermented batter predominantly consisting of lentils and rice
Hermano: Brother
Holy ash: Also known as vibhuti, bhasma or thiruneeru, is sacred ash that most Hindus use
Pottu: is a coloured dot or, in modern times, a sticker worn on the center of the forehead, originally by Hindus, Sikhs, Buddhists and Jains from the Indian subcontinent
Kolusu: An ornamental chain worn around the ankle
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Another great fanvid from @sakuranomi808!
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legit the only thing on my mind since two weeks i love polish folk music a normal amount. this is my contribution to the party
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hi mae bae!! can you do richie finding our reader is pregnant liek his reaction??
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tysm for requesting! | cw: pregnancy, brief mention of morning sickness
from the moment you saw those two faint pink lines on the test, you knew your life had changed.
it was a usual morning for you and richie. he woke up early in the mornings as he usually does, getting you a cup of coffee and setting it down on your nightstand before waking you up with the gentlest of kisses. "good morning, my love." he wished, promising to be home later that night before sneaking out the front door to work.
the smell of coffee bothering you was the first sign. the morning sickness was the other.
so, your plans of housework were delayed until you took a pregnancy test. it was a gut feeling, really. this feeling that you and Richie could be having a baby?
it should have scared you. but rather, after seeing the positive result on the first test, it felt comforting. you took a second one to be sure, and it showcased the same results - pregnant. there was no doubt: you and richie were expecting a baby.
of course you wanted to tell him in a fun way. rushing to the store and buying a small baby shirt that says "hi daddy!", perfect for pregnancy announcements. taking both tests and setting them on top, you waited for richie to return home.
once he did, you kept your composure. "i have a surprise for you in the bedroom." you say after he greets you with a kiss. setting his things down, a smirk forms on his face. "oh yeah?" he follows close behind you, and you let him enter first.
it's a pause. he reads the shirt over and over, the words setting in deeper. 'daddy'. the two tests getting scooped into his hands, he shakes them like an etch-a-sketch, almost like the results would fade soon.
"oh my gosh." he says softly, as you watch him from the doorway, smiling. "it's still early, but i had to tell you now. i have an ultrasound appointment scheduled for next week and-" your words are cut off by him scooping you into his arms, holding you close.
it's a mix of feelings, truly. he already had a daughter, and the first time he found out about her he felt the same way. the confusion comes first. an actual baby, growing inside the person he loves. then comes the excitement. he gets to bring a new life into this - albeit scary - world and he gets to do it with you.
then comes the anxiety. what if he messes up somehow? what if something happens to you, or the baby? he knows he has a reputation for fucking things up, so it's a bit terrifying to think about. until eventually you tell him he's gonna do great. you and him will be experiencing this together.
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Moon Knight System fic recs!
I’m talking about non-slash and/or Steven Grant & Jake Lockley & Marc Spector fics that easily became my favorite and/or comfort fics on AO3 here, by the way!
Do you have any more fic recs that you want to share with others? Cause so far I’ve only read:
🌙 So this could be the death of me (or maybe just a better me) written by darkerintheday
(Rated General (G))
Summary:
“Do you remember me?” There’s a gloating quality to this man’s voice, and Steven decidedly hates it. “Two years ago. Amsterdam. You ruined my entire operation in one night, but you made one mistake, Spector, you know that? You know what it was?”
“This is a rhetorical question, isn’t it?”
“It was fucking me—”
“Absolutely not,” Steven interrupts. “Marc’s standards are higher than that.”
His head gets snapped back for that, a swift punch to his jaw sending hot jolts of pain down his face. He is definitely going to bruise. It’s still kind of worth it.
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Or: One time Marc saves Steven, one time Jake saves Marc, and one time Steven saves Jake. (And so forth.)
Main Tags: Hurt/Comfort, BAMF Marc Spector, all of them go feral when any one of them is in danger that's just how it is i dont make the rules, bamf all of them honestly, mentions of waterboarding and panic attack, Emotional Hurt/Comfort
🌙 Someone tell jake lockley they can afford healthcare in the UK also written by darkerintheday
(Rated General (G))
Summary:
“You know,” Marc pops in to say, after Jake spaces out at the fridge for too long, “usually the food’s inside the refrigerator. You have to open it, maybe. Just a suggestion.”
“Okay, smartass,” Jake gripes. “You do it then.”
“Or," Marc backtracks, "you could keep staring at the fridge, which is both a healthy and reasonable thing to do.”
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Steven catches a cold from the museum, and the boys figure out how to deal with it.
Main Tags: Humor, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Sick Fic
🌙 Let these flames engulf all of my skin (let my memory get scorched by the wind) written by JaggedEmeraldsOfGold
(Rated Teen and Up Audience)
Summary:
Marc happens to pass by a random homeless kid on the streets of New York. This, it turns out, is a mistake, because Steven- Steven, for some Khonshu-damned reason, grows attached.
(And Marc doesn't. He really, really doesn't. He swears.)
Main Tags: Character Study, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Post-Spider-Man: No Way Home (Movie), vaguely post moon knight
🌙 You're free now (and other 2 fics) written by stellacecfair
Summary:
"Haven't you ever had a hobby?" Steven asks. "Something you do to take your mind off things?"
"Well, my hobby used to be beating people up," Marc says with a shrug. "Enacting Khonshu's justice, risking my life, getting injured, you know how it goes."
"Unfortunately, I do now," Steven sniffs. "But that wasn't a hobby, that was the theft of your free will. I meant something like... rowing."
"Rowing? Well, I did row a boat down a river while escaping from a crime syndicate once- they were shootin' at me from a bigger boat, and I got a bullet in my-"
"Right!" Steven interrupts him. "We're going to find you a non-aggressive outlet. You really need to branch out more."
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Steven tries to help Marc find peace.
(It comes with a beautiful art by tumblr user moondoposting now!)
Main Tags: Friendship, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Post-Canon, Trauma, Fluff and Angst
🌙 A moment of peace written by DarkPilot
(Rated Teen and Up Audience)
Summary:
In which Steven tries to make good on his promise to never give Marc a moment of peace for what he did; in which Marc attempts to explain their DID to Steven; in which Khonshu ominously perches on airplane wings; in which Jake Lockley makes a brief cameo as head of the Steven Grant Protection Squad; and in which Marc reflects on his history at least a little bit.
Takes place during the last few minutes of Episode 2, before we see Marc and Steven in Cairo.
Main Tags: Childhood Trauma, Canon-Typical Violence, Introspection, Implied/Referenced Suicidal Thoughts, Canon Compliant
🌙 A drink to shitty rescue plans (and other 5 fics) written by notmadderred
(Rated Teen and Up Audience)
Summary:
In other words, a fantastic day for one Jake Lockley. If he didn’t share a body with them, he’d have strangled Marc and Steven both for their stupidity of getting in this situation, seeing as if Jake was in charge, this definitely wouldn’t have happened. Well, maybe it would have, but Jake was reasonably confident he wouldn’t have woken up in a fucking coffin if that were the case. And not waking in a coffin goes a long way.
Main Tags: Season/Series 01, Episode: s01e05 Asylum, Fix-It of Sorts, rated for jake lockley's bad mouth, Jake Lockley finally quits his stupid dramatics and shows the fuck up, Mental Instability, steven needs so many hugs, Past Child Abuse, they need a therapist but instead they just have steven with a v
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A drawing from Rhea a fanfid from @sydchan /@pkmnomegaverse <3 Cyrus' and Saturn's daughter (she looks just like her father Saturn I LOVE HER)
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The Sentinel | Field Of Remembrance
fanfid for Rememberance
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When it comes to vidding, how do you get the source footage? I’ve used the vlc player to stream things from YouTube and Vimeo and download load it with the link it creates. I’m not even sure if that’s safe though. Yet a lot of fanfids have HD footage and I can’t even figure out how to take a screen shot on the Hulu app without it going black. What’s the secret?
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Let's keep this fucking shit going, time to watch some A League of Their Own fanfids
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Supernatural ►Cry Little Sister
creepy SPN fanfid, reminding us of the Horror nature of the show....
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regarding what you said about how the neighbours fandom used to be, i was in the neighbours.com fandom, the youtube fandom and the twitter/tumblr fandom and the youtube fandom (which was basically the bower era) truly was the best the neighbours fandom ever was. it was the most creative, the most fun and people really banded together to enjoy everything they were creating and wanted from the show. the others just... they don't live up to that. it's great being able to do full explorations of stories/characters/themes here and make gifs and write fics but there was something that was significantly lost when the fandom moved away from youtube and i think it's more noticeable when you actually stop and think about what it became.
You know, I’ve never actually been in a youtube fandom for a show but it would make sense for Neighbours to have a fandom like that! Youtube would have been getting off the ground, so I can imagine it felt like a new, safe space to be participating in fandom. It also probably helps that Neighbours is a pretty visual show, haha. I miss being young and just really wanting to show your friends something you made without making yourself hate it by being obsessed with some random arbitrary measure of quality. I’m really glad you got to have that experience :)
I’m glad that I get to view the works that are still up from the time, too. It’s kind of interesting to see the progression of fanvideos too. Like, these are quite differnt to the ‘modern’ fanvideo which is more obsessed with a clean, crisp look with overlayed lyrics. Lots of flashing transitions and intense colouring vs. the more natual look with the focus being on the song and matching the lyrics to the video. I think that we see more of the older style of fanvideo in tiktok fanfids actually, they seem more interested in transitions than the Twitter version. idk, I don’t even have tiktok i use youtube shorts like a heathen.
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GUYS has someone done a video yet of bellarke with The Scientist playing!?!? I NEED IT PLEASE
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#this song is perfect for flint and his motivations and fits the show so damn well#the first time the line 'and with one kiss you inspired a fire of devotion that lasts twenty years' and the#way it's framed with flinthamilton scenes??? my gosh#i really like this fanfid#silverflint#flinthamilton#flintbarlow#black sails#fanvid#blacksailssource#black sails fanvid
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