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missingartist · 2 years

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Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes

The fragrance of rosemary lingered in the air, its woody aroma blended with the petrol fumes and the greasy odour of the takeaways that lined the streets. That herbal smell soothed the raging thoughts that cluttered against his skull, but that scent was like blood in the water for the shark circling. And he had been circling for some like.

He had circled for months. Watching his pretty prey, patiently protecting from the shadows.

Dark eyes followed the plush frame bundled under layers of jumpers and a hideously bright hat capped over wild and messy threads of hair. Only a pale sliver of bronze skin peaked out, goosebumps rising against the bitter cold. She needed a good winter coat now that the winter was looming, but his poor little cariño seemed to favour feeding the pigeons in the park and then saving for a warm coat. Her clothes were kind of funny, a mix of charity shop best buys and hand me downs thrown on in a weak defence against the London weather to compensate for the lack of funds to buy a coat.

That would change. Soon.

A strong puff of rosemary filled his nostrils as she turned into the supermarket. Swirls of white vapour danced overhead where mindless droves of people huddled across the pavements trying to reach home.

‘You are getting distracted from the task at hand.’

Khonsu’s words died in the air. Settling against the brickwork Jake watched as his woman trudge up and down the aisles, a deep grimace sat against his face. She scanned the reduced section and selected only the cheapest items.

‘She is rather pretty in a human sort of way….plump. Reminds me of the temple priestess.’ Khonsu boomed in his usual way of announcing his presence.

She was. Short and plush, fleshy and soft. Voluptuous. All curves and round edges were hidden away under unflattering garments. Warmth spread across his fingertips shot up in his arm and towards his heart. It ached against the emptiness, burning as he remembered the touch of her, the feeling of her warm skin as they collided. The feel of his hand over her, those brief moments before she snatched her hand back, blushing the most attractive shade of pink, hiding behind her mop of hair as she scurried away. From that moment she had put a spell on him, and he was besotted, devoted, obsessed. It was fanatical and fervent. He needed to feel her soon, to strip her bare and pull her apart till she is so cock drunk that all she could do was to scream his name.

‘If the worms find out about this they will not like it.’ The sense of concern in the god’s voice was fake but Jake did not care.

Khonsu stood examining his avatar for a moment. He was a loyal servant who enjoyed his work, revelling in the death and blood, a fist of vengeance. Yet there was a danger in him, he was not reckless or stupid but unpredictable. A short leash in which to keep him was slowly straining. His gaze turned to the girl. Blissful unaware as she shopped. Such mundane things humans. Weak and delicate and their emotions made them all the more pliable.

‘They will not find out.’

‘We will see, in my experience, women do not like to be hidden. If you must take a woman, do it quickly and do not make the worms aware of your presence.’ Khonsu stood disappearing into the street.

Jake’s plan meant that his presence would not be a problem, there would be no need to hide. He could serve Khonsu during the night and spend his days between the legs of his Rosemary, worshipping her.

A sweet fog of rosemary invaded his senses pulling his plotting.

‘Mi amada’ he inhaled, before resuming the hunt.

@love-on-the-murder-scene for you

#moon knight x reader #moon knight #steven grant x reader #steven grant #marc spector #marc specter x reader #jake lockely x reader

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pendragon-writes · 2 years

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𝒮𝒾𝑔𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈. 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈? 𝒜𝒹𝑜𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈.

Marc Spector x Avatar!Teen!Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Part 1/2

Next (Coming soon)

TW: Typical Vigilante/Marvel Violence, Bullying, Mentions of Blood

AN: I am not too familiar with their personality I want to apologize if I accidentally made them OOC. Also, I do not have DID so if I interpreted anything wrong please let me know ASAP

Well, this wasn't exactly the plan. Sure the plan may have been to infiltrate this very fancy auction but it wasn't your intention for a shootout to start. Quickly you turned to Anubis awaiting his instructions. "Now what?" He turned to you and motioned to the window behind the stolen artifact. "Grab the artifact and jump through that window". You sighed, quietly wondering how high the drop would be. "Well can you at least tell me if I can land on anything there?" Anubis walked to the window to see a pickup truck with tons of rugs in the back, when he returned to you he responded. That was the only confirmation you needed.

As you leaped forward you knocked one of the men down with a baton and the other with a random champagne glass. There were two more guards who were reloading their guns, if you made a run for it you could break the glass and jump to the truck. Just as you grabbed the artifact you noticed a man with curly dark hair and a black shirt watching as you broke the glass with your bo staff, threw a smoke bomb, and jumped. Once you landed you turned your head to see the man from before watching you from the broken window with the moon god himself Khonshu.

Marc Pov

He looked down from his spot as he watched the mysterious masked Avatar get away with what appeared to be a Jackal man. "That masked guy was an avatar right, Khonshu?" he asked him. Khonshu grumbled confirming his suspicions, muttering something about him being the god of death and being named Anubis. Since there was nothing he could do since Anubi's avatar was long gone.

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It was the next day and his hunt continued, after searching endlessly he spotted the masked person entering a building with a shadow that appeared to look like a dog not far behind. Apparently, this specific building they were breaking into was another auction but this one had the 'Sekhem scepter'. Khonshu, much to Marc's displeasure, commanded him to identify the avatar once and for all.

As Marc was about to enter Steven interjected through a window from a shop nearby. "Don't you think it's strange, I mean they seem to also be an avatar, and not just any avatar its Anubis himself!" Steven started to go on a mini info drop of the god and Marc zoned him out after a few minutes. "Hey, are you listening this is crucial!" Steven yelled. "Yeah, Anubis is the god of death so what, I can deal with it," Marc remarked. "Deal with it- Do we even know who the avatar is for all we know it could be this super powerful person with powers to summon the dead, with all these avengers and new heroes popping out we're bound to have an encounter with them" As Steven was about to add more they saw the masked person walking out with the scepter on their back and their staff on their right hand. Marc quickly rose up from his spot and shifted to Moonknight.

Once he caught up to the person they began to fight one on one, as he continued trying to throw blow after blow his moves kept on being blocked and dodged, some landing. Just as he was about to back off he was knocked down and pinned to the floor. He easily stood back up and tackled the person, ripping off their mask in the process. "Wait your just a kid?!" Marc Yelled. "Actually I'm 17, so not a kid," The now identified teen remarked. As the teen glared at him he suddenly raised his eyes.

"Dad? Nah I'm just playing with you my dad is out of the country with his secretary. You were interesting to talk to I'll give you that Moonknight but unfortunately I have a schedule I need to stick with," he used his legs to kick Marc off, put back on his mask, and jumped off the building. "Shit"

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It was a week since they last encountered them. As Marc went to feed Gus 3.0, he heard a loud crash and a lot of curse words being shouted. This quickly alarmed him so he grabbed his trusty knife and rushed to the scene. When he arrived he noticed a teenager around the age of 17 with a bleeding leg and arm. "The hell are you doing here?" He yelled at the teen. "I was being chased by these 2 guys and needed a place to hide, you don't mind do you" The teen said, shyly smiling. Marc sighed and went to the bathroom. "Stay there kid, and don't move a muscle".

When Marc returned he came back with a first aid kit and a vegan sandwich. "Here kid eat up while I patch you up, once you're done eating I want you to explain everything that happened" He instructed. The teen chuckled and nodded, and took a bite out of the sandwich.

Once he was patching him up he gingerly sat him on the couch and put on a random documentary. As Marc was about to prepare some tea he turned around and was slightly startled when he realized that same teen was no longer on the couch but instead leaning on the counter. "Holy shit- kid you scared me," "You know after feeding me and stuff I should probably now tell you my name and why I'm here" the teen ignored the fact that he clearly freaked Marc out.

"Well my name is (Y/n) and this is what happened, I was just reading my book on this tree right when all of a sudden these 2 guys came and started chucking rocks at me. I think they were guys in my class cause they looked familiar and I knew these 2 girls who I think were dating them cause they shouted to 'Leave their girls alone and that they belonged to them', and before I knew it I was being chased by them, that's when I climbed up some buildings, found your place, and broke in. Sorry about the window, I'll get that cleaned and replaced" Marc sighed at this explanation and gave the teen one of the cups. "It's fine, don't worry about that window. Do you think you'll be safe to head back?" "Probably not," The teen sadly chuckled. "Okay how about this, I walk you back since it's already getting late and tomorrow I teach you some self-defense?" Marc suggested.

"That sounds great! Thank you..." "Marc" he filled in. "Marc. Thank you Marc" the teen smiled for once. "Alright and I have a few rules before I agree to do this, one, don't come in through the window anymore, two, no scaring me like that, and three, come with a staff, you'll see why for that one tomorrow. For now, I'll walk you home"

As the two of them walked together Steven and Jake both teased the poor man whilst (Y/n) kicked a small pebble on their way back.

An: part 2 still a wip💀

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velvetpucks · 4 months

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#sidney crosby #sidney crosby x reader #sidney crosby imagine #sidney crosby x you #nhl hockey #nhl x reader #nhl imagine #nhl players #pittsburgh penguins #evgeni malkin #kris letang #marc andre fleury #harvey specter #jessica pearson

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candlecat624 · 2 years

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MOONKNIGBT SIMPS WE HAVE A NEW THEME SONG FOR US!!!!!! It’s giving Jake vibes the most due to all the Spanish in it but it could work for the other boys too!!!!

#candle speaks #moon knight #marc spector x you #marc specter #jake lockley #jake lockely x you #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #steven grant #moonknight x reader #moonknight x you #mr knight

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ivystoryweaver · 8 months

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To kick off spooky season...

"Spectre" - A Moon Knight Halloween Love Story

Spectre Masterlist

Overall fic summary: Marc Spector and his alters Steven and Jake have lost the love of their lives. Marc starts to see you everywhere - he's haunted by your memory. No, literally, why are you sitting on the end of his bed? He believes in ancient deities, seeing how Jake still serves one as Moon Knight. But ghosts?

Pairing: Moon Knight system (Marc, Steven, Jake) x f!reader

No I don’t want to spell specter the American way so Spectre it is

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daphnefisherofficial · 8 months

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bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight

CHAPTER TWO

Pairing: MCU Moon Knight System (Marc/Jake/Steven) x Avatar Fem!Reader

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CHAPTER TWO - DREAMS OF FATE, FAREWELL AND NEW BEGINNINGS.

The past two months had been a relentless parade of dreams for Marc Spector, dreams that twisted through the labyrinth of his fractured soul. His thoughts have long been adrift in the sea of uncertainty that had become his life. Nightmares have always haunted him for most of his life, but it recently came to a point where they had intensified to an unsettling degree. Night after night, his subconscious mind became a battleground for the ever-present specter of his past.

The latest of his living nightmares have been his own death at the merciless hands of Arthur Harrow. He should have been used to the sound of a gunshot by now, but apparently it didn’t prepare him enough for when he was at the receiving end. His fractured soul had been unceremoniously cast into the Duat, the realm of judgment for the ancient Egyptian afterlife. He and his alter, Steven Grant, have stood before Taweret’s watchful eye as she weighed their hearts in the scales on their journey to the Field of Reeds.

Steven made a comment back then of how it should have been Anubis, Marc thought.

To balance their scales and hopefully come back to life, Marc was forced to confront the darkest corners of his past: Randall’s death that spiraled Wendy Spector’s slow descent to madness. The abuse he had suffered during his childhood at the hands of his mother continued to haunt him - the once happy memories of him and his family shattered by his mother’s twisted way of expressing her ‘love’.

But amid the shadows of torment, there was a glimmer of salvation. Steven Grant has finally understood the need for his creation at the dark corners of Marc Spector’s accursed room, having realized that it was Marc’s way of coping with all the combined strong emotions that a small, innocent child wouldn’t have been able to go through. Steven was Marc’s secret joy - the living embodiment of what his younger brother, Randall Spector, could have been had life been kinder.

Through all of their shared history of pain and survival, Marc Spector’s bond with Steven Grant had deepened. They were no longer just two sides of the same coin - they were brothers transcending the boundaries of blood and forever bound in ways that defied explanation. Their connection was no longer a mere confluence of minds; it was a fusion of souls, two halves of a fractured whole. They had weathered death together and returned, their fates irrevocably intertwined.

After rising from the dead and helping to stop Arthur Harrow and Ammit from wreaking havoc in this world, Khonshu fulfilled his end of the bargain to release both him and Steven Grant from their servitude as his avatar - his Moon Knight.

To Marc’s displeasure, however, the nightmares never stopped. Among the myriad dreams that plagued him day after day, one stood out above all others— a dream that seemed more like a forgotten, distant memory.

In this dream, he watched as Steven Grant raised his arms to the heavens. The sky itself yielded to his will, shifting and swirling as if bowing to a higher power. Marc could feel his own life force ebbing away, his connection to Khonshu, the ancient Egyptian god who had granted him his powers, dissipating like grains of sand in a desert storm. Yet, even as he felt himself slipping away, he also felt a divine presence, a heavenly female voice that reached out to him from the depths of his foggy memories.

“It cannot end like this. I will not let you die - any of you”

Marc then felt soft lips descending upon his, a passionate kiss that carried the divine breath of life as it flowed into his lungs. The kisses he shared with Layla couldn’t even begin to compare with the mysterious woman of his dreams. It rendered him breathless as a warm, euphoric sensation seemingly boiled his blood with pure longing for someone he never even recalled meeting.

"Arise, Moon Knight. With the power of the moon, I grant you half of my life."

Marc’s eyes fluttered open, abruptly ending his dream as he bolted upright in his bed. His whole body was drenched in cold sweat, his eyes darted wildly around the dimly lit room as he felt his own heart pounding strongly in his chest. He then reached for the bedside lamp and switched it on, allowing a soft, warm light to fill the dimly lit hotel room where he’s currently staying.

That dream again? Steven asked in Marc’s head, his reflection on the nearby mirror wearing an inquisitive, sleep-deprived look.

“The very same”, Marc shook his head, finding himself chuckling in disbelief. Every night that ended with that shared kiss under the moonlight left him with more questions than answers.

Why did these dreams haunt him? What do they actually mean? And who even was the enigmatic woman appearing in his dreams for the umpteenth time in a row now?

Marc glanced at the nightstand clock, reading 5:58 AM of today’s time. He could no longer sleep after the unsettling dream he had, so he decided to get ready for the day ahead. He busied himself with the mundane tasks - taking a long, hot shower, the steam and warmth helping to clear his mind, at least momentarily, of the enigmatic dreams that had plagued him. Brushing his teeth before the bathroom mirror, his eyes narrowed at his own reflection as he caught a glimpse of a crescent moon tattoo inked into his jugular notch. How did I even get this tattoo? Marc questioned in his mind, prompting Steven's reflection to shake his head, having no recollection whatsoever of the tattoo's mysterious origin.

I honestly don't know, mate. Steven sighed. It might be from Khonshu - may be the residue of his magic when he freed us. Marc accepted Steven's theory for the meantime, effectively taking his mind of his own endless questions as he finally dressed in a crisp, charcoal-gray suit, trying to appear composed and confident for what was sure to be an emotionally charged day.

The Motorola flip phone on his bedside table pinged, prompting Marc to open and check his latest message. Layla’s text greeted his eyes, abruptly reminding him of today’s agenda in the first place.

See you in the courtroom today. I’m on my way.

Marc sighed, lamenting how it had all come to this. Their divorce had been a mutual decision, born out of a recognition that their romantic love had faded, wilted by the melancholy of distance and the weight of their shared history. They both have decided to part ways on amicable terms, to seek their own paths and find happiness on their own terms. He would be lying if he said the whole ordeal wasn't painful for him, but he recognizes the necessity to conclude a chapter between him and Layla that had already run its course.

Two hours later, Marc Spector finally entered the premises of Chicago Family Court. While waiting patiently in the hallway outside his assigned courtroom, he couldn't help but revisit the dreams that had plagued him. He fiddled with his tie, a nervous tic that betrayed his inner turmoil. He wondered if these dreams and nightmares he’s having were mere manifestations of his trauma—the trauma of dying and coming back to life, of shedding the mantle of Moon Knight, the vigilante avatar of Khonshu.

Steven's voice whispered in his mind, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of his thoughts.

Don’t overthink it too much, buddy. Steven suggested, reassuring him that perhaps they were just processing their past in their own unique way.

Marc nodded inwardly, grateful for the reassurance. They were no longer avatars, no longer bound to the whims of Khonshu. They were free, and yet, the mysteries of their shared dreams remained. It left a lingering unease in his soul as he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to them than met the eye.

A yawn escaped him, a reminder of his sleepless night. He took a seat on one of the benches, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. He leaned against the cold courtroom wall and slowly closed his eyes against his better judgment, hoping to find some respite from the weight of his thoughts. Exhaustion washed over him like a tidal wave, and he drifted into an uneasy nap.

"Morning, Marc"

His name was called, gently waking him from his restless slumber. He blinked and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Layla El-Faouly stood before him dressed in a white blouse, black pencil skirt and gray flats, her dark eyes weary but kind. In her hands, she held two cups of coffee, the aroma of freshly brewed beans wafting through the air.

"Layla," Marc greeted, his voice raspy from sleep.

“How are you holding up?" she asked softly, her tone tinged with a mix of concern and empathy as she handed him a cup of steaming coffee.

"As well as can be expected, I suppose”, Marc managed a weary smile. "Thanks for the coffee."

She offered him a small smile, a hint of sadness in her toffee-brown eyes. "You looked like you could use it," she said. "Are you ready for this?"

Marc nodded, his gaze fixed on the steaming cup in his hands. "As ready as I'll ever be."

“We both know it’s for the best”, Layla spoke in a serious tone. “With everything that has happened, this will put everything behind us”

He nodded slowly as he let her last words fly by. They exchanged small talk, avoiding the weightier topics for the moment. Soon after, they both heard their names called by the court clerk.

“Mr and Mrs Spector, please come to the front”

As they entered the courtroom, Marc couldn't help but steal a final glance at Layla. Her beauty had always captivated him—the way her raven-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, the warmth of her eyes, and the grace with which she carried herself. She was a striking reminder of what had drawn them together in the first place.

Finally, their case was called. Marc and Layla sat side by side, their hands barely touching as they listened to the legal formalities. It was a somber affair, with a judge presiding over the dissolution of their marriage. Both of them answered the necessary questions with a solemnity that matched the occasion. They signed the paperwork, their signatures sealing the end of their shared lives and setting one another free.

The judge’s words as he delivered the final ruling in their divorce case brought a semblance of peace in both Marc and Layla’s hearts. There was no sadness, anger or regret of any sort - only happiness in its melancholic yet empathetic form. It was the end of an era, the closing of a chapter in their lives.

With the court proceedings behind them, the two walked out of the courtroom and into the corridor, their steps slightly heavy with a sense of finality. Of all the divorced couples in the family court, only Marc and Layla hold hands with a rueful smile on their faces. Outside the courthouse, the two hailed a taxi to take them both to the airport, albeit in separate flights. The taxi ride was a quiet one, the city passing by in a blur of buildings and people.

They may not have worked out as lovers, but they can surely live with being each other's best friends.

"It's time," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly as the closing distance of the airport loomed before them. Marc nodded, his throat tight with unspoken emotions.

"Yeah," he replied in a hushed tone. "It's time."

A few hours later, the newly divorced couple finally found themselves at the boarding gates. Going their separate ways have never felt so bittersweet.

“Take care of yourself, Layla”, Marc said as he pulled his now ex-wife in for one last hug.

“I was supposed to say that”, Layla chuckled, returning the embrace as her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “Don’t be a stranger - you and Steven”

Tell her to not skip any meals, Steven piped inside his head sadly. His British alter’s brief infatuation with Layla didn’t really help to dampen his already melancholic mood.

“Steven said you shouldn’t skip your meals”

“Tell him I appreciate the thought”, Layla nodded, smiling serenely as if looking directly at Steven himself. “Goodbye, you two. See you around”

With a final, lingering look, Layla turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd of other airport travelers. Marc watched her go, feeling a mixture of sadness and relief. The weight of their marriage had lifted, but it left behind a profound sense of loss and emptiness that he wasn't yet sure how to fill.

Marc still has a few hours left before his own flight, so he decided to pass the time at the nearby airport bar. The departure board above displayed rows of cities, each with its own departure time, a digital countdown matching the frenetic rhythm of the bustling terminal around him.

Nursing a lukewarm coffee and absentmindedly flipping through his passport, he suddenly heard the announcement over the intercom, crackling and distorted but crystal clear in its message.

"Ladies and gentlemen, calling all passengers for flight BA294 to London Heathrow. The boarding gates are now open"

The overhead announcements ceased, and the travelers, like Marc, turned their attention to the departure board. In bold, digital letters, the gate number for his flight to London illuminated.

"Flight 294 to London Heathrow: Gate B13."

See you around, Layla’s voice echoed in Marc’s head once more, prompting him to mildly chuckle to himself as he stood up and went on his way to the boarding gates. He knew it would take a long while for them to meet again. Layla has new responsibilities as Taweret’s new avatar - the Scarlet Scarab as dubbed by the people of Egypt. He, on the other hand, will have to pick up the pieces of anything he recalls as a semblance of his old life.

London was their home now, and Marc and Steven were eager to return to the familiarity of its streets. This time around, it’s up to them to figure out how the next chapter of their new lives will begin. But one thing is for sure - finding out the true meaning of their collective dreams would be the first step.

END OF CHAPTER TWO.

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castielli · 2 years

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NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic🫶)

Luke Alvez

CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)

John Price

Soap MacTavish

Ghost Riley

Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Phillip Graves

Vladimir Makarov

Rudy Parra

Red Daniels

William Pierson

Joseph Turner

Robert Zussman

Frank Aiello

Drew Stiles

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

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Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

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Bruce Banner

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Clint Barton

Deadpool

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Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

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Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

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Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

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Scott McCall

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Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

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Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

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Alan McCarthy

Michael

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Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

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Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

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Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

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Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

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Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

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Newt

Thomas

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Minho

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RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

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Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

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-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

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cedricluvr · 2 years

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keep it in

pairing - steven grant x fem!reader, slight marc specter x fem!reader

summary - dom!steven ruins you, essentially. porn w no plot

tw - rough sex, afab reader, she/her pronouns used

word count - 259

a/n - gifs and characters are not mine! 18+ ONLY

yes, steven, fuck her hard

steven was groaning and thrusting into you, using all his strength to overpower you and completely ruin you

you were only minutes in and already felt wrecked: mascara smeared across your pink cheeks, panties torn off, and you were gasping between moans

marc was cheering steven on, so proud of his boy for finally destroying you, tearing you apart and piecing you back together all at the same time

fuck, doesn’t she look so beautiful like this?

oh, just lovely mate

as he kept pounding you, looking lovingly into your eyes from his place above you, he seemed to slip into his sweet self momentarily, “y’alright there love?”

when you nodded and leaned up for a small kiss, he gave you one, switching right back to his newly dominating self

“flip over f’me angel, wanna see that pretty bum shake every time i push in.” you obliged happily, rolling out from underneath him, getting up on your hands and knees.

he groaned as he pressed himself into your entrance, “always this tight f’me, right? just me?”

“always for you, stevie,” you barely moan out.

he started grunting louder, “bloody hell, i’m getting there, gonna fill you up, my pretty slut.” you screamed in reply, his words finally pushing you over the edge

he spilled inside you, pushing in as deep as he could go

after pulling out and giving you a kiss on the head, he leaned in and said, “keep it in best you can f’me, ok?”

“happy to, stevie”, you replied, smiling.

#moonknight smut #moonknight x reader #moonknight imagine #steven grant x y/n #steven grant #marc spector

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book-place · 2 years

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Would Have Stayed

Warnings: bad mother, pregnancy, cursing, violence but not violence (??), let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Jake Lockley x daughter reader

Request: Ouh if I can still request a moon knight fix then here's one! Steven grant/marc specter/jake lockey x daughter!reader maaajorr angst with fluff at the end ofc..! So Jake had gotten his previous lover preggo and only knew about it when Steven and Marc was already trying to. Mend things with Layla and Jake's lover just kinda started screaming at Steven/marc. Reader must be young! Like.. 5 or 6 years old, really reallllyy angsty please? And if you're not accepting requests anymore then feel free to delete this

Request by: @nixonandelheim

*not my gif*

Summary: While Marc tries to make up with Layla, Jake gets a surprise visiter

A/N: Sorry that this took so long and doesn’t really have the best writing

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

No one had seen it coming. How could they have? All they wanted was for the day to be perfect, so even thinking about something going wrong seemed illegal at the moment.

With Jake and Steven there to support and back him up, Marc felt like he was finally ready and he wouldn’t do something stupid.

That was a lie. He would definitely do something stupid. But he had already granted both his alters complete permission to take control if he even took so much as one wrong step. They would be there to make sure the day was perfect.

Today had to go according to plan, Marc had to make up with Layla.

After having left her for such a long time, he had a lot of apologizing to do and things to make up for, and what better way to start than by bringing her out to a restaurant?

He arrived about five minutes before she did, probably looking like a crazy man as he sat in his seat and began fidgeting while sweating buckets upon buckets while waiting for her to get there.

When she finally did, he had awkwardly shot to his feet, doing his best to ignore the way his wife was trying to hold in her laughter as he pulled her chair out for her.

“So, Marc.” Layla was the first one to speak after a moment of stiff silence, “Why did you want to talk?”

Before he could even open his mouth to speak, a shrill and scratchy voice cut him off from behind.

“Jake?!” The tone held nothing but outrage.

Marc could just make out the sound of his Spanish speaking altar cursing in the background as both him and Layla whipped around to see who had spoken.

There stood a woman with one hand on her hip and the other grasped in what looked to be a painfully tight grip on a young girl, no older than fives, wrist.

Layla shot Marc a look, a silent question about if he knew what Jake had done.

“You complete and total asshole.” The woman hissed, not bothering to even filter her language around the kid, you.

Jake was yet to make an appearance.

“Listen, ma’am,” The American man tried to sooth her, “I am very sorry for whatever-“

She let out a cold laugh, “Oh, so you’re American now? You leave me pregnant with this,” she shook your arm slightly violently, “And decide to leave and change your whole identity?”

Silence had fallen over the entire restaurant, everybody was listening.

Your eyes had since downcasted to the floor, doing your best to push away any oncoming tears in fear of your mother seeing.

“Pregnant?” Marc whispered out in disbelief, face as pale as Layla’s.

That was definitely something that he did not plan on going wrong tonight.

The man moved to stand up, but when he reached his full height, he was no longer Marc.

“Pregnant?” Jake repeated, eyes locked on your tiny, shaking form, then back up at his ex girlfriend, “You did not tell me that we were having a child.”

Your mother scoffed loudly and rolled her eyes dramatically, “Please! As if you would have cared either way!”

He finally was able to look her in the eyes, “I would have cared. Me habría quedado.”

(I would have stayed)

“Well, you didn’t.” She snapped back, “You broke up with me after four months and took off without ever looking back!”

A slight whimper made Jake once again look down at you, who was wincing at the clearly unnecessary force that she was using to hold you in place.

“Let go.” Jake said softly, “You are hurting her.”

Your mother only glared harder in return, “Don’t you dare tell me what to do with my own child!”

“Our child.” He corrected softly before dropping down into a crouch before you.

“Hola, ¿cómo te llamas?” He asked softly, some part of him wondering if you spoke his native tongue.

(Hi, what’s your name?)

“Mi nombre es Y/n.” You greeted back shyly after a minute.

(My name is…)

“It is very nice to meet you, Y/n.” A small smile tugged on his lips.

Yet another scoff snapped the man out of his daze.

“Oh what now? You left me alone to raise the kid for five years, and now suddenly you’re acting all fatherly?” She dropped your hand harshly, “Well here, you can have her. Cause I don’t want her no more.”

Without another word, she turned on her heel and stormed out the door, leaving a trail of whispering customers behind her.

After hesitating only a second, Jake bent down and scooped you into his arms- only after looking at you for confirmation, of course.

“Layla,” He said softly, turning back to the stunned woman, “Can you reschedule with Marc for another day?”

All she could do was nod slightly, not able to yet form words.

So with that, he too exited the building, staring down at your small form, already curled up to his chest with your arms around his neck.

And even though he had already missed five years of your life, he vowed that he would not miss any more. He would be there for you for as long as you still needed him. Still needed your father.

Like A Bee 🐝- @ip747 @ihatemyselfmorethanmydepression @jvdethirlwall

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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Happy Valentines day ❤️ could I please request

shush, i don’t want to hear it. you deserve all this and more, whether you believe it or not.” with Marc getting everything he deserves thanks 😊 💕

He really does 🥹

You deserve to be happy

Pairing:Marc Specter x reader

Description:After being with Marc for a long while you remind him that he's not a bad person and deserves to live life

You and Marc walked inside your shared apartment laughing and smiling holding onto each other after going out and having dinner for Valentine's day.You sat on the couch drinking wine and just watching Notting Hill on tv quickly going to change in your pajamas when you come back to see marc sitting on the bed in the bedroom holding his face in his hands while tears streamed down grabbing his face leaning infront of him "What's wrong hon? It's alright.." he looks at with most heartbreaking look you have ever seen on his face."I don't deserve you...after all I've done and been through" he leans his face into your hand while you wipe his face with your other hand "That's not true at all baby...you deserve everything" he looks at you and breaks down sobbing uncontrollably burying his head in your shoulder as you rub your hand on his back and hold his head tightly until he calms down to sniffling but he stays still holding onto like you would disappear."Look at me" he looks straight at you after staring at the floor for what seemed like an eternity "You deserve to be happy,you deserve to be loved,you deserve to have a life,you deserve to be alive,you deserve all the happiness in the world,and you damn well deserve me" he slowly smiles surging forward into a loving and affectionate kiss holding you to him as you wrap your arms around his neck leading to hours of showing how much you truly loved one another,kissing where hands couldn't touch,and just holding each other as you both slowly started falling asleep."I love you dear" you smile gently squeezing his hand laying your head on his chest "I love you" you both fell asleep not long after to the warmth and comfort of each other.

#marc spector #marvel x reader #marc spector x reader #marvel

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pendragon-writes · 1 year

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𝒜 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒

Steven Grant with Non-binary!Merkid!Reader

Requested: Yes

AN: Sorry if this is so short I wasn't exactly too sure where to go with this in the end but I hope you all enjoy it. Also mentions of Marc in here as well!

Ever since Steven met the merkid all he could think about was talking to you again after work. Sure he knew you could take care of yourself since you weren't a baby or anything but you're still a kid, meaning you could get hurt. Lately, he's been introducing you to human music since you didn't know how to use a phone just yet he introduced you to walkmans, which you've seemed to enjoy.

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"Hey, kiddo!" Steven yelled. Steven watched as the barely moving water suddenly splashed into the air, and out popped the Merkid he was waiting to see all day. "H-ello Steven!" they responded cheerfully, even if their English wasn't good their pronunciation was a huge upgrade. "Guess what? I have a surprise for you." This peaked their interest as they titled their head like a confused puppy. He pulled out the walkman and headphones and put them over your ears after he patted them dry with a towel. Suddenly a strange tune played through the headphones into their ears. "This is a popular song to us humans called Amend, it's by j^p^n." he answered their unasked question. "This song, it sounds very familair to the one my people sing, I like it!" Steven giggled a bit at your enuthiasm.

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As weeks went on Steven taught you even more words, expanding your vocabulary and introducing you to his culture, as well as other ones as well. He even taught you about ancient Egypt and in return, you taught him about Atlantis and your home and the culture your people celebrated. But today was different, today you would try to walk with your human legs for the first time.

"Alright, you ready?" He asked in his chipper accent. You nodded in confirmation and slowly got out of the water. Steven quickly pulled an oversized t-shirt around your body to keep you comfortable and began showing you the movements of walking. "Just baby steps towards me okay? You got this I believe in you!" Carefully, you pushed yourself off of the floor, mumbling in your native tongue as you did so. Steven slowly walked towards you but kept some space, in case you were going to fall.

As you finally stood up, albeit a bit wobbly, and took the first steps you could already see the shine in his eyes, what you didn't realize was that your own eyes were just like his, glowing with joy and excitement. When you finally reached Steven he immediately hugged you and shouted praises. "I finally did it! I did it, dad!"

When you realized what you had just called him it caused you to freeze up a bit in his arms and hide your face with one of your hands, Steven also froze up, but he quickly recovered and before you realized it you started feeling wet tears coat your shoulder. "Y-you called me dad!" He cried out in joy. "You're, not mad?"

°。°。°。°。°。°。

"Steven you need to calm down, not only are you freaking out but so is the kid," Marc warned him through the reflections. Steven nodded and wiped his tears away. "Of course, I'm not mad kid, if anything I, am, so, proud, of, you." He spoke. "Now, back to walking aye? Before we'll know it you will be walking like a human in no time!" "Right!"

#steven grant x teen!reader #merkid!reader #non binary reader #steven grant x gn!reader #steven grant #marc specter x teen!reader #marc spector

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avatarofseshat · 2 years

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Truths

Pairing: Steven Grant x Fem!Reader (Marc Spector x Fem!Reader if you squint)

This is the sequel to Meet Mr. Knight. However, it can also be read alone as well. I hope you all enjoy it - I even have a part three in the plans <3

Warnings: none.

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You hold onto Steven’s neck as he gently places you back on the concrete sidewalk just outside of your apartment building. As soon as your feet hit to ground the suit disolved into Steven’s usual attire complete with a black-and-white checked button up.

As soon as you closed the door to your small flat and sat your bag down you joined him on the couch and look at him expectedly.

“Y-yes an explanation,” the confidence in his voice seemed to have left with the suit “I promised you one.”

“Yes, you did,” you confirmed calmly not wanting to frazzle him any further. You were still amazed how your sweet and awkward boyfriend could become so confident and badass.

“Well you see…” he paused to meet your gaze and finds nothing but love “I have this identity disorder…you see..,” he explained “but I’m still me…a person…I’m still Steven…” he assured you as he paused to take in your expression as you raised an eyebrow at him “and one my alters, Marc Specter, made a deal with Khonshu.” He spoke like you knew exactly who Khonsu was.

“One of? Khonshu?” You inquired as you sat further back in the chair and crossed your legs. You could tell by the way he was wringing his hands and how he was starting to perspire that he was extremely anxious “Steven…honey,” you smooth as you move closer and run a hand through his unruly locks “take a deep break, I’ll get you something to drink” he just nods in acknowledgment.

‘You sure this is a smart idea’ Marc chimes in within the headspace

‘Yes, she needs to know…she deserves to know’

“Take your time,” you soothe as you hand Steven the cold glass of lemon water. He just nods as he takes it from you as you return to your seat next to him. He takes a long sip as he gathers himself.

‘If she was afraid she wouldn’t be sitting so close,’ Marc assures. The change in his tone is subtle but doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Y-yes…we don’t know anything about him…” he pauses “he’s rather unpredictable…” he stops mid-sentence as subtly shakes his head and you raise an eye brown in response “Marc…he wants to meet you…to speak with you.”

“That’s fine,” you respond “he’s part of you isn’t he?”

“Sortof.”

“Steven, it’s fine.”

He hesitantly nods and you notice the change in his face as his soft eyes and turn a bit harsher and the lines of his have become harder. The change takes you a bit aback as you back up a bit on the soda so that your knees are no longer touching.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” the voice is completely different. It’s deeper and has a distinctly American accent “you mean a lot to Steven.”

The softening of his expression doesn’t go unnoticed my you “and what do I mean to you?”

“That’s not important,” Marc shakes his head insistently “you need to be carful of of the other alter…he not just unpredictable…he’s dangerous…a complete wild card.” You nod in response “we don’t know what he’s thinking…he’s completely blocked us off.”

“He knows who I am?” You question the fear creeping into your voice slightly.

“Yes, he seems to be aware of what we do.”

You nod “who’s Khonshu?” You inquire purposefully changing the subject.

Marc senses your unease and goes along with it “the Egyptian God of the Moon.” You look at him incredulously as you shake your head “I know this is a lot.”

You stay quiet as you sort through your thoughts. Your gorgeous, sweet and yet awkward boyfriend is a superhero and shares a body with two people - one is potentially very dangerous. “Steven loves you a lot.” You notice him glancing down to the glass in his hand and give him and give him a look "He's annoyed with me…so I better stop,” Marc pauses “just be careful.”

“Of course,” you immediately agree as you once again notice the change is demeanor as the lines and expression in his eyes immediately soften.

"Hello, love."

You move closer so you’re once again touching. “I love you too” you assure him.

“Oh, dove, you’ve made me the happiest man in the universe,” he mumbles into your neck as you tightly embrace.

#steven grant x reader #marc spector #moon knight #moon knight fan fiction #mcu fanfic #the sun & the moon

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ladykatakuri · 2 years

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Stardust Reblog Challenge Sept 19th

Somehow I could not add to my Masterlist, so I am adding here to the second one for this challenge

Sun and Rain, Hunter x F! O.C by: @photogirl894 NSFW

19th:

Echo: Sweet Love, Echo x Virgin F!Reader by: @zoeykallus NSFW

TBB HC`s - Playing Trustfall by: @zoeykallus SFW

Clone Trooper Rambles: Haircut by @wanderinginksplot SFW

Notes on Tutoring Chap. 31, Dave York x F!Reader by: @honestly-shite NSFW

Falling for You, TBB x GN!Reader by: @nahoney22 SFW

Relaxing, Quality Time, Fox x GN!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW

TBB x Reader HC`s Regain Trust After Order 66 by: @zoeykallus SFW

Echo - There for you 22, Things left unsaid Echo x F!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW

Walk me Home: Prologue by: @cyarbika SFW ( this is the next part to No Strings Attached people !!!!!!! )

TBB x F!Reader - Bra-less Comfort by: @zoeykallus Slightly NSFW

20th:

Kindred Chapter 1, Hunter x F!O.C by: @clonecyaree SFW

In Perfect Light Chapter 31, Crosshair x F!Reader by: @interstellarwraith SFW

TBB, Rex and Cody x F!Reader, The Savior and the Hostage by: @zoeykallus SFW

Barista to Sugar Baby, Javi Gutierrez x F!Reader by: @absurdthirst and co written by: @storiesofthefandomlovers NSFW

Only Room in the Inn, Pero Tovar x F!Reader by: @absurdthirst co written by @storiesofthefandomlovers

21st:

Sun and Rain Chapter 52, Hunter x Kimber ( F!OC ) by: @photogirl894 SFW

22nd:

Hunter: Dirty Little Thief 13 by @zoeykallus SFW

Wiggle Room, Tech x F!Reader by: @tech-deck NSFW

26th:

Gar Cyare Chapter 3 by: @wanderinginksplot SFW

Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken {Oberyn Martell x F!Reader x Pero Tovar} by: @absurdthirst NSFW

Wild Abandon Chapter 10, Ezra x F!Reader by: @starlightmornings NSFW

In Perfect Light Chapter 32, Crosshair x F!Reader by: @interstellarwraith SFW

Ask for me Again, Cassian Andor x F!Reader by: @princessxkenobi NSFW

Deserve, Marc Specter x F!Reader (implied Steven Grant x F!Reader ) by: @softlybarnes NSFW

Walk me Home Chapter 1, Wolffe x Cherise (OFC) by: @cyarbika SFW

27th:

Little Secrets, Tech x F!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW

Insights and Glimpses, TBB x F!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW ( some little suggestive thingies )

I need your Help, TBB x Depressed Reader HC`s by: @zoeykallus SFW

Wedding Night, TBB, Howzer x F!Reader HC`s by: @zoeykallus NSFW

Hot Blood, Cassian Andor x Curby F!Reader by: @weasleywinchester NSFW

The Reunion, TBB and many others X F!OC`s by: @imabeautifulbutterfly SFW

28th:

My Sweet Traitor, Imp!Crosshair x F!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW

I`ve got so much love for you, Fives x Virgin F!Reader by: @zoeykallus NSFWish

Memories Lost and Found, TBB/Wolffe and Fox x F!Reader by: @zoeykallus SFW

Cold Hands, TBB x Reader HC`s by: @zoeykallus SFW ( partly suggestive )

Stay Close VI, modern!Pero Tovar x F!Reader by: @ezrasbirdie NSFW

29th:

TBB x F!Reader HC`s, Hiding your pregnancy from them by: @zoeykallus SFW

Bloodlust part 7, Din Djarin x F!Reader by: @dindjarindiaries NSFW

Taglist: @imabeautifulbutterfly@chaoticvampirejedi@hellothere-generalangsty@cyroku@reluctant-mandalore@uponrightful@zinzinina@saradika@galacticgraffiti@ashotofspotchka@dindjarindiaries@dinbeskarbaby@djarrex@djarinsbeskar@rowansparrow@photogirl894@rigelmoonshine@rigel-the-moonstrider@nahoney22@loth-wolffe@neon-junkie@bobafetts-princess@cyarbika@charnelhouse@zoeykallus@kin-rokku@jgvfhl@honestly-shite@here-comes-the-moose@dindjarindiaries@firstofficerwiggles@fictional-men-ruin-lives @ladysongmaster @lozalot @moonstrider9904@lorjukka@m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s @rain-on-kamino @monako-jinn-stories @middimidoris

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