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commander-writergirl · 1 year

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Little Family of Four

Synopsis: Five or six years after getting married, Marc finally feels like he’s were he’s supposed to be. With you by his side, he has never felt lighter or happier.

Pair: Marc Spector x Jewish!fem!reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: angst, talk of trauma, talks of difficult pregnancy

Word Count: 1,451

A/N: This takes place a five or six years from the last Hanukkah story, I wanted to write something happy where Marc was comfortable with himself, his identity, and who he’s become. Also hopefully I wrote DID correctly or as close as possible. I got the idea from the comics so fingers crossed.

Tags: @romanarose

Marc stood adjusting Wes on his hip. He refused to call his son Wesley even though it was the compromise you two had made in the form of using Wendy’s name.

You hated the name Wendall and was much too close to Randall. Marc argued that you didn’t need to honor his mother, but you just raised an eyebrow and pointed on the small bundle in your arms saying, “This is your son, I can’t even see any of my family in him at this moment after spending ten hours pushing him out of my body.”

Elias backed you up, saying how much Wes looked like Marc. Except his eyes, his eyes were all you. Bright, full of wonder. Not brown but green. The type of green Marc saw every morning when he woke up and every night as he fell asleep. He was proud Wes had your eyes.

Marc looked back at his son to see the four-year-old playing with the Chai necklace your parents had sent as a gift for Hanukkah. It was small and was on a leather cord instead of a chain. It had become Wes’s favorite thing, no toy compared.

Marc kissed his head, “Do you know what that symbol means?”

Wes nodded, “Life.”

“Yes, it does.” Marc smiled.

“I want to light candles.” Wes said having a similar permeant pout to his lower lip like Marc does, though neither of you know if Wes forced it a little more or if it was part of him growing.

“How about you help me tonight? Then we can practice so next year you can light them yourself. Deal?” Marc held out his pinkie. The only way Wes believed any promises or deals could be kept, and Marc refused to ever break one.

“Deal.” Wes wrapped his little pinkie around Marc’s.

Marc smiled and kissed his son’s cheek before tickling his belly. Wes giggled and squirmed curling into his father even more. When the two of them heard squealing, they looked over to see you walking in with Rachel.

Rachel, the compromise in honoring Randall.

Rachel, Marc’s little star. He didn’t understand how even being married with a child, your father still dotted on you and hung on to every word. But Marc understood now, from the first moment Rachel was placed in his arms, he knew he would do anything to make her smile.

“Alright, we are all cleaned and changed.” You smiled at Marc as you stood next to him, one arm supporting the baby wrap you had invested in after two months of arm fatigue with Wes. Marc even had his own when he was too busy to keep both arms from being busy.

“Sissy sick?” Wes looked down at his little sister. Marc had taken to explaining what being a big brother meant.

“No sweetie,” you reached over and stroked Wes’s curls back. “She’s just a baby and her getting bigger sometimes means stinky diapers and spit up.” You smiled as your son nodded. “Now, we should light the candles before anything else comes out of this little one.”

Marc chuckled lightly and nodded, grabbing the Shamash. He gave it to Wes as he grabbed the lighter. Wes kept a tight grip on the Shamash as Marc let the wick catch fire. Marc set the lighter down and wrapped his hand around Wes’s and began saying the prayers as they began to light the eight candles.

“Baruch atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech haolam, asher kid’shanu b-mitzvotav, vtzivanu l’hadlik ner shel Hanukkah.”

As you, Marc, and Wes finished the prayer, Rachel made a cooing noise. You smiled and kissed her head. “Happy first Hanukkah my little Rakhel.”

“She came just in time.” Marc whispered against your temple.

“Ha, two months early and four weeks in the hospital early.” You sighed and rubbed the flat of your knuckle against Rachel’s cheek. “I was so scared for a while.”

“Well, she’s here, and healthy. Wes is healthy.” Marc rubbed your back. When Rachel was born, he called his father. No prompting, and nothing but his own fear.

Elias had walked Marc through the Mi Shebeirach (Prayer for Healing) as he sat with Wes in the hospital chapel. Three days later Elias was in New York and taking Wes back to the apartment so Marc could sit with you. And then Elias came back and sent Marc home with Wes and took over watching you.

“And you are healthy my moonlight.” Marc said. You turned to face him and nuzzled your nose against his.

“I know. How are the boys?” Since the stress with Rachel passed, Steven and Jake have been giving Marc time to bond with his daughter.

They had done it with Wes, something about letting Marc bond to help with the last few steps towards what you had titled ‘Recalibrating the Mental Understanding of Life.’ It was a joke you had come up with when Marc popped the question. He got a laugh out of it since his therapist said if it wasn’t for your understanding nature and willingness to work with Marc in your relationship, he probably would have kept going the way he was before.

Of course, with everything it meant Jake and Steven fronted less but Marc assured you that he could still hear them and feel them. And you always welcomed them and still loved them.

“They are good, excited to meet the new little star.” Marc chuckled hearing Steven’s excitement and Jake’s threats if anyone should hurt her.

“Well, I miss them. So, it will be nice to talk with them.” You smiled and walked over to the couch. Marc followed and sat down, sitting Wes between you.

Marc closed his eyes and listened as you talked to Wes, letting his mind drift.

“You’ve done amazing Marc.” Marc could see Steven sitting in the library he always found comfort in.

“We’re proud of you, amigo,” Jake raised a glass, the bar setting he always seemed to fit into.

Marc looked at his own mental safe space, at one point it had looked like an alter room to Khonsu but now it looked like the nursery with Hamsas and a mezuzah on the door frame. The toddler bed and crib on either side. Somewhere he could hear you humming.

Then a thought occurred to Marc, “I know I’m getting better but... you guys won’t leave me, will you?”

When Marc looked over at a mirror his eight-year-old self stared back at him.

“We’ll always be with you Marc; we can’t leave you anymore then you can completely forget your trauma. We’ll just be... quieter.” Steven said giving a gentle smile.

“Besides this time, we’re going willingly, unlike that time you shoved us both so far down when the cracks started you couldn’t handle it.” Jake said taking a sip from his glass.

Marc winced at that memory. It had been before you met you and right after Khonsu. He remembered some missions, but Jake had confessed to having been the front of a few that needed a little more.

“We’ll be here. Besides as long as Y/N wants to see us we’ll find ways to stay present,” Jake smirked making Marc roll his eyes and Steven try to hide a laugh.

“Abba, Abba wake up,” Marc smiled at the sound of Wes’s voice and could feel him pushing on Marc’s shoulder.

“Go, spend time with the family. We’ll still be here.” Steven said with a smile.

Marc nodded and slowly started breathing as things faded away and Marc could feel Wes jumping.

Marc quickly pulled Wes down and tickled his belly. “Hey little man, you got to be careful.” Wes giggled and grabbed Marc’s hand. “Don’t want to accidently hurt Ema or Rachel.”

Wes nodded and looked at Marc’s wedding band. He began to trace the blue opal center and watch the light shine off it. Marc used to spend hours staring at it himself, finding it hard to believe that anyone would marry him.

Wes giggled as you tickled his feet. You wore your wedding ring on your right hand in the traditional place of your index finger. Mainly because even before you were married you wore rings mainly on your index fingers. So, as you tickled your son’s feet, Marc could see the rose gold ring on your finger with in-laid blue opals.

He moved closer and wrapped his arm around your shoulder and kissed your head.

“Happy Hanukkah Y/N Spector.” He smiled feeling you nuzzle his shoulder.

“Happy Hanukkah Marc Spector.” You adjusted Rachel as she began to whine and Marc watched you as you laid her against your chest, Wes moving to cuddle you on the opposite side.

#moon knight x reader #Marc spector x Jewish!Reader #marvel universe #fanfiction #Sammi writes #moon knight x jewish!reader #steven grant #jake lockley #daddy!marc spector #jewish!marc Spector #marc spector #Jewish!reader series

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nick-close · 1 year

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I will say I had a dndads dream last night where the dads anchors were represented by rooms rather than objects which was very cool.

Glenn’s was basically a big toy room- signifying holding onto the past and an inability to grow up.. and he went on a magic carpet with ‘Morgan’ (who wasn’t real)- and while all the other dads got attacked by shit in the room, the fact he clung to his past meant he was allowed to just vibe there. But the dads got to the door and needed Glenn and insisted he had to come- and eventually Glenn caused so much shit he followed them, handing them each a candy he grabbed along the way.

That lead them into Ron’s room. Ron’s room was a small music room- pretty much just four beige walls, some chairs, carpet, and two whiteboards that had like. What dream dm Anthony described as ‘sheet music drawn by someone who can’t read sheet music’. There was soft piano in the background. Presumably in this world Ron played music as a kid? There was pretty much nothing else in the room. It was an empty place where his only choice is to stare at the impossible notes he can’t play. I think Willy’s voice came up saying something, but I can’t remember what.

#Mei dreams #for a fun tag #I haven’t tagged past dreams but yk #I have em #it was fun #the puppet thing that attacked the dads looked like the villain from Kirby star allie s #dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndads odyssey #that said a fun note is #Glenn went ‘Darryl I have a gift for you’ and Darryl went ‘I’m Jewish’ as if that meant he #wouldn’t be able to receive the gift???#until it was a Charleston chew and he went oh nvm #he was scared of the gift I guess #also Ron was gonna be given grape pop rocks so Glenn was like ‘be careful it might be overwhelming’#but it turned into a juicy drop pop #that’s less coherent tho lol

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klinejack · 1 year

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i wonder if steven spielbergs mom really had a monkey in the house and if someone actually said its not kosher and she said thats why we’re not eating it because i used to have that exact conversation with my dad every time he was reminded of the fact that i had a python for a roommate..

#daddy dogs aren't kosher to eat either and everyone has the m in the hous e:///#i think his issue was that we're cohanim and it just sounded so unclean to him like #slkdfhglkjdfhgj whatever old manXD #personal #jewish things #the fablemans #i watch too much tv there are too many commercials my brain does NOT have room ://#i may or may not have to watch that fablemans movie even tho im holding a bit of a person al grudge against spielberg #for reasons i will not elaborate upon no i wil not i wil n-

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booksandpaperss · 2 years

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Why is my biggest fandom kin of all time a skinny white gay boy in the 80s with the most basic daddy issues and a crush on Superman help 😭

Like why is this my highest kin WHY

istg the sheer audacity this man has in everything he does 💀💀

#it’s worse cuz I’m a Jewish non binary lesbian #and I’m def NOT from the 80s #nor do I like Superman #or men with muscles #i do have daddy issues tho 💀#lmao anyway #byler #mike wheeler #mike wheeler i know what you are

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you-can-be-what-you-want-to-be · 1 year

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This has happened to me with two podcasts

Thing I love: an in group, especially minority, making inside jokes that really just make fun of people outside of the group, like podcast with two Poc actors one women making a “are you going to go around the horn like a man or go through the canal like some kind of liberal” type joke

A thing I hate: when you first start listening and you aren’t sure if they’re doing the above or are shitty bc they shorten the joke to “ugh liberals”

Way to tell: if they have a scene that takes place in the eighties or something like that and they protest something horrible then pause and go “wait it’s the eighties they didn’t care about people then never mind.” Like the eighties were fun but only conservatives think that they were better morally. Very little is funnier than going “wait it’s the eighties no one cares about child safety” or whatever the Fuck.

#thinking specifically about the film reroll #with the rabbi the last action hero #and how the one guy was being dunked on and everyone else was telling Jewish jokes and he’s like guys stop I’m the only non Jew here #if I reference that I’ll look like an asshole #and dungeons and daddies with Beth Mays character being the only one to make jokes about women and get dunked on for it in character #and how both desperately at different times went eh it’s the 80s it’s finnnnne #dndads #film reroll

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whatthefuxkkk · 11 months

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Sp au where Stan is Harley Quinn and Kyle is Poison Ivy

#south park #style sp #sp style #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #stanley marsh #south park au #stan bleaching his hair would be the equivalent of harley dying her hair blue and pink #does this make sense?#not so much #am I still gonna die with it locked in my heart?#you bet Stan's daddy issues I will #also Wendy would be the Joker technically?#girlboss ig?#idk im still working out some kinks #plus i only know the basic stuff about DC #also this could possibly be swapped #since Harley is technically half jewish #but consider #Stanley Marsh = Harleen Quinzel and Stan Marsh = Harley Quinn #also Doctor Stanley Marsh goes kinda hard ngl #and imagine Kyle's Jewfro hair with little flowers #i mean that's just adorable man #happy pride 🌈#HAPPY PRIDE #I ALMOST FORGOT #IM GAY HOW COULD I #This is my pride post #yes it's harley x ivy and style #what about it hoes

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dadsinsuits · 4 months

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John Yarmuth

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buysomecheese · 1 year

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MORE DNDADS DIALOGUE BECAUSE I LOVE THE KIDS I LOVE THEM

This is Terry and Grant talking a bit about their relationship with religion post-s1. They’re still like tweens or young teens at this point. I’m love them <3

“No, Grant, see, it’s- it’s less about the truth of it now, it’s more about the community.”

“Yeah well, dad had to find a whole new church after I came out as gay because they wouldn’t stop saying shit about it, so. It’d be a bit of an understatement if I said the ‘community’ part of religion wasn’t super appealing anymore.”

“… that’s fair. It sucks that you had to deal with people like that, y’know.”

“Yeah. That’s the way it is, sometimes.”

“…”

“… you can keep telling me about Judaism, though. I don’t mind.”

“You’re sure? … thank you. Y’know, I didn’t really care much for synagogue before, but it’s been a great thing to lean on now. Like, I know that the way I as a Jew interact with the world is different compared to how we as, uh, traumatized plane-travelers, know the world to be, but as I said the community is great. It’s proven to be a wonderful way to get closer with Ron, using something that’s normal and not scary, and it’s an easy way for my mom to check on us, I guess.”

“That’s really nice, Terry.”

“Yeah, it is! Helping Ron finalize his conversion makes me glad I was born into it, and I’m glad that this was the religion I *was* born into.”

“I’m sure, the conversion process seems intense to say the least.”

“… my rabbi is a lesbian, did you know?”

“...”

“Her wife helps out a lot with food services! They’re really sweet together.”

“Terry.”

“And I think one of the board members is transgender, actually.”

“Terry.”

“I’m pretty sure I overheard him talking about starting testosterone the other day at Shabbat.”

“Terry!”

“… sorry.”

“I’m not converting to anything except atheism.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“… it’s okay. I love how excited you get, and I know you’re just trying to help me. I don’t need that, though.”

“… I know. I respect that, I’m sorry I got away from myself.”

“… you’re fine, TJ. It’s all good.”

“…”

“… is there anything else you’d rather talk about? You heard my thoughts on something, I wanna hear your thoughts now.”

“Do you have a penny?”

“I can check? There might be one in my bag, let me see…”

“No- TJ, I’m kidding.”

“Oh.”

“… have you seen the new big Roblox game? Really? No?? Here, it’s got a crazy map, let me show you…”

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #terry stampler #terry jr #grant wilson #uh what should I cw #cw religion #cw homophobia mention #cw homophobia in religion #judaism #catholiscism #Roblox #disclaimer I am not Currently Jewish #I do hope and plan to convert Eventually (hopefully sooner rather than later)#am just learning about and appreciating the religion rn <3

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