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Steven always appreciates those quiet moments after he and Marc have sex; lying naked on bed, him nuzzling into Marc's shoulder as the latter wraps a strong arm around his waist and plants soft and languid kisses on the crown of his head. Steven swoons at the gesture; it's quite rare when Marc shows those signs of affections. No, Marc always lavishes him with sentiments, especially during passion throes, he always seeks Steven's pleasure before his, always takes care of him, pampering him when they're intimate. But Steven wishes, only wishes, to not feel the wall Marc normally puts. He doesn't feel its existence when they have sex, but it always comes back when they're done, and it bothers Steven.
Tonight though, Steven's head is on the pillow, instead of his smooched cheek against Marc's skin, his eyes never leaving the other's face whose eyes are staring up at the ceiling.
Steven doesn't utter a word, because he knows better that, sometimes, Marc needs some time clearing his head, to be left alone yet Steven is by his side. He told him that before; he finds tranquility in Steven's present at his side in a silent night.
Steven grabs Marc's hand and plays with it, circling his palm with his fingertip, and curling his fingers. Marc doesn't comment, and doesn't give any signal of irritation as well, so Steven continues.
Marc doesn't shift till he feels Steven's delicate lips pressing to the back of his hand; he turns his head, Steven carries on and kisses each of Marc's fingertips.
Steven startles when he senses Marc's gaze on him.
“Sorry, got carried away,” He draws his hands away timidly.
Marc raises an eyebrow, and shifts to the side, resting his head on his hand. Steven gazes dumbly at him, he begins to sweat as Marc keeps looking at him vaguely. Has he done something wrong?
Then, Steven shivers. He shudders as Marc's rough fingers trace his face, thumb brushing lightly on Steven's lips. Marc's touch is so soft, so loving; Steven feels overwhelmed, and can't fight the urge of it, he kisses the pad of Marc's thumb.
Marc's face softens, feeling something tightening in his chest. Fuck, why does it feel so good? Steven's lips grazing his calloused fingers, and his eyes looking at him in a mix of awe and adoration and anticipation.
“Sorry, did it again—”
“Did I say I didn't like it?” Marc arches a playful brow.
“Yeah — I mean no.”
Marc's lips strech in a smile, why the hell is Steven so cute? How can he be hesitant yet too much adorable?
Marc tips Steven's chin with his thumb and forefinger, commenting firmly, “Then stop saying sorry, baby,”
Steven feels heat smearing his ears and cheeks red, his heart pacing up. He still doesn't understand why his body reacts in such manner when Marc acts this way. They've been together and in love for a while now. They've made love and fucked a lot, and it means a lot; since they were given separated bodies and got together, Marc has an insatiable appetite for Steven. He has claimed him in every way possible, has explored and pleasured him till Steven cried and begged him to never stop, shameless and greedy. Yet, here he is getting confused and shy at those simple gestures.
“S-So you liked it?” Steven asks gingerly, eyes never leaving Marc's.
“Yes,”
Steven's heart hammer against his ear.
“Can I keep doing it?”
“Yes,”
Another pound against his ear.
Steven looks at Marc's hand and grasps it, but the latter twists the former's wrist a bit and presses a lingering kiss on the back of Steve's hand.
“I love you,”
#marcsteven#marc spector x steven grant#marc x steven#marc spector headcanons#marc spector imagine#marc spector fanfic#steven grant fanfiction#steven x marc#top marc spector#bottom steven grant#marvel moon knight#moon knight fanfic#moon knight#mr knight#mr. knight#marc spector#marcsteven fic#marc spector fluff#steven grant fluff#marcsteven fluff
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I Don't Care If It Hurts, I Wanna Have Control
Pairing: Marc/Steven
WIP
It wasn’t supposed to be like this, nothing ever is. He wasn’t supposed to be weak, a failure. It was his job to protect, a fruitless endeavor, again and again. It was one thing to fail if he tried, but now he was losing the ability to even do anything. He’s falling apart, losing it entirely and he can’t save them. Just like he couldn’t save RoRo.
He hadn’t seen Steven in years, thought that maybe he was normal again. Maybe it was the lack of danger, he had those happy years with Layla, where they would smile and laugh, kiss in the night and day, limbs tangled under the covers. So his alter went dormant, lost years of their life to Marc’s whirlwind romance, and then later, to everything else. To Khonshu, to violence and blood, death after death, neverending, forever. His own, theirs, and then one more.
The burden of a child is knowing that one day you will watch your parents die. You’ll put them in the ground and never see them again. You’ll forget the sound of their voice, what their hand felt like in yours, the exact way that they turned their lips when they smiled. Marc forgot those things decades ago, but he still felt like he was suffocating as he stood on that sidewalk, looking in on her shiva. He felt like he was dying all over again as he stumbled to his knees on the cobblestone street. Too much, too much, too much. He fell apart, and let Steven come save him again.
It changed after that, something fundamental broke in him, again. It was like he was a child again, he had no control, Steven fronted more often than not and he was tired. He was just so tired, so he let it happen. He let Steven populate their flat in London with his books and VCR documentaries, with his ‘one-finned-wonder’ and postcards that Marc had on a mailing system. It didn’t feel right to invade that space, to poison it with his wrongness, his weakness. So he kept himself locked away in a storage unit, like the criminal he is. He can keep them separate, he can and he will. He has to.
#marc spector#steven grant#moon knight#marc spector fanfic#moon knight fanfic#marcsteven#marcsteven fic#moon moon#marc spector x steven grant#my writing#my fics#WIP
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Yeesh
I have not been active on tumblr in probably a year or two. LMAO
Anyway, I’ve started writing fanfics for uhhh Moon Knight :)))
Specifically MarcSteven
You can find them all here:
https://archiveofourown.org/users/someawkwardwhitebech/works?fandom_id=66924490
I have a collection of smut fics posted under one work, and plenty more coming out soon. Give it a peek. :)
#marcsteven#moonknight#marc spector#steven grant#marc spector/steven grant#fanfic#fan fiction#smut#fluff#moonknightfic#marcsteven fic
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Coming out from under my rock today to say Youtuber!Steven:
Runs an educational channel where he gushes about ancient Egypt after he and Marc realize it's hard for Steven to hold down a regular job when Marc fights crime on the side. Marc brings up the idea. Steven isn't sure he'd be any good in front of a camera but Marc insists he can just talk to Marc in the camera's reflection.
Steven's editing skills are...questionable at first but people love him for how adorable and excited he gets. He responds to every. Single. Comment. Until it physically isn't possible anymore.
Jake will make stuff for the channel sometimes and Steven jokingly refers to him as his "editor", and talks to a little cartoon version of him onscreen sometimes (a la Markiplier and Lixian), mustache and all. Everyone thinks it's a cute gag rather than a recreation of an actual conversation.
Marc REALLY hates being in front of the camera despite his encouragement but Steven manages to convince him to do a drunk history type video and everyone is amazed at his American accent and finds it hilarious how drunk "Steven" suddenly can't get any ancient Egyptian history right.
Layla makes guest appearances to talk about the politics of people owning artifacts that don't even belong to their culture. Steven has a good time discussing how to still have museums and exhibits to teach about different cultures without taking away their artifacts (while sharing marshmallows of course). He becomes very flustered about the influx of people suddenly "shipping" them and Layla and Marc tease him relentlessly about it.
So yeah, Youtuber!Steven and you can pry this AU/Future HC from my cold dead hands.
#✑ no one is ever truly good // ooc post#moon knight#marcsteven#steven x layla#marc x layla#marc x steven#am i gonna write a fic?#you bet your butts im gonna write a fic#maybe a series#we'll see how it goes
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hiii
can I request some steven x latina!reader or if you're not comfortable with that maybe just pure steven x reader fluff. tysm💓
Lingering like a tattoo kiss
Steven grant x reader
A/n :- thanks for the request, as I'm not quite aware of latina culture but by knowing a bit from you I've tried to depict it. Sorry if it's not accurate or stereotypical. Hope you like it.
Y/n is a Latin woman who met Steven when she went to visit the British museum for vacation where he worked. She's an archaeology student so the guy who was showing and explaining about the Egyptian artefacts caught her eye. They both shared a similar interest and that is Egypt.
"¿Te gusta Egipto también?" Said she a little loudly which almost startled Steven.
"Wow um, I don't understand Spanish miss y/n"
"I meant, you like Egypt too?" Explained she in her broken English.
"Oh yeah of course, it is actually nice to see someone who shares the same interest"
His fast British accent was hard for a tourist to understand but as an well educated person she managed to get it. Y/n met him almost everyday for one week as she found a friend in this tour of her. She was there for two weeks so on her final week. She went to meet him outside the museum." "So you're studying archeology? Wow I love that"
"Why didn't you study it then?"
"I don't know, it's different with me, I can't sleep and sometimes I find myself in places I've never been to, I hope didn't freak you out"
"Que?" Y/n said almost deafening Steven.
"What?" Asked he
"Sí what?" Replied she
Steven couldn't but laugh lightly at her spontaneous reactions.
"So it's quite late, I'm sure you need to get back to your hotel now"
"Yes está bien"
"So see you tomorrow?"
"Ah Steven, I'm going back to my country tomorrow "
This was something Steven didn't expected, he forgot she's a tourist after all, he finally found a friend who is similar to her, his love deprived nature might have made him fall for her as well.
"What? Tomorrow?"
"Sí mañana"
"Can I come to see you off?"
"por supuesto I mean sure"
"Okay then good night "
"Buenos noches Steven"
Next day at airport as she was about to enter she saw Steven standing with a gift box
"Steven " y/n called out smiling
"Y/n , this is for you " said he handing the gift.
"But I didn't brought anything for you"
"You gave me an important gift, your friendship "
"Oh Steven "
"I'll miss you"
"Yoo también, pero, Latina people are very welcoming "
"Are they?"
"See you in Mexico Steven"
"See you then"
They smiled and she entered to the airport. Perhaps their relationship can flourish someday. Y/n opened the package in flight and put the wrapper in her bag, it was a showpiece of hathor, Egyptian god of love and music and a note which had a number and under it written "if you need to talk to this Egyptian gift shopist about archeology again"
#marc spector#moon knight#steven grant#jake lockley#loki x reader smut#loki x reader fic#steven grant x y/n#steven grant smut#steven with a v#steven universe#marc spector x you#marc spector smut#marcsteven#jake lockely x reader#jake lockley x you#khonshu#layla el faouly#oscar issac imagine#may calamawy#ethan hawke
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Marc/Steven/Jake Prompts
Feel free to use any, just credit me somewhere if you use it :)
Jake sees 'Dr. Harrow' hurt Steven in the druad and loses control and kills Harrow while Marc finally finds him and comforts Steven and hides him away from the violence.
Jake loses control of his anger and Steven is the only one that can calm him down. Whenever Jake needs calming down Steven takes control of the body and sets up the bed nice and comfortable for Jake and then gets him to lay down with the mirror close and talks Jake through how to calm down.
Steven had a panic attack and Jake and Marc talk him through it and tell him how much they love him and will protect him.
Steven sets up a picnic with two mirrors so all three can have a picnic together.
They all end up in a dream where they have separate bodies and they get trapped in the world of 'Tomb raiders' but only Marc can guide them through it because he's the one that's seen it so many times.
Marc and Jake see a dark side of Steven, either because he's jealous or over protective of them.
Corrupted Steven.
Jake becomes obsessed with Steven and traps him in the mind.
Steven keeps having nightmares where Dr. Harrow kills Marc and Jake.
And to end with fluff, Steven gets a body pillow and pretends its Marc or Jake.
I'll probably add more lol
#moon knight#marc spector#steven grant#marcsteven#jake lockley#marc x steven#jakesteven#jake x steven#moon knight prompts#marcsteven prompts#marcstevenjake#fic prompts
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Me while I'm reading smut fics
#fanfics#fanfic#spicy fic#ao3#tumblr fanfic#smut fanfiction#smut fic#oscar isaac#oscar my beloved#me reading smut fics while im depressed and sleep deprived#moon knight fanfics#marcsteven#marcstevenjake
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what you’ll see is the worst me || moon knight fic wip sneak peek
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Jake leans over and bares his teeth in a nasty grin, staring into eyes that are…
…identical to his.
Wide. Hurt. Scared.
His grin dies.
Those big brown eyes are tear-filled and squinting in pain. His face is twisted with it, eyebrows scrunched up in distress like he’s trying hard not to cry.
One shaking hand wraps around his wrist, tugging ineffectually at the iron grip he has on the throat swallowing under his palm.
“Please,” Steven rasps.
———
#moon knight#moon knight fanfiction#steven grant#jake lockley#marc spector#moon knight fic#wip#ao3 stuff#hawkeyelover#jakesteven#marcsteven#marvel
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Just Mark and Steven and Jake
Some thoughts or prompts or what so ever. I'm not a writer. Feel free to use them just let me know because I need it 💫
(separates bodies but but them back together when u feel like it)
Them watching a horror movie but Marks getting really scared and Steven has to comfort him
Steven kissing Marks tears away
Marks hand are shaking because he's so stressed and full of emotions so Steven holds Marks hand to Calm him down
Mark and Steven getting food. At home they discover Stevens order isn't prepared correct. So Mark is going back to the food place demanding the right order while Steven saying "Don't bother it's fine" the whole time (extra: also Steven tries to stop Jake from burning the place down for messing up his Steven order)
Steven tells the most stupid corny jokes and think they are really funny and can't even stop laughing himself. Mark doesn't like the jokes but thinks Steven is really cute laughing (extra: Jake is cracking up because of the stupid jokes)
Mark and Steven going for a walk at the middle of the night. Steven got really cold hands so Mark let's Steven worm his cold hand under Marks shirt
Jake is incredibly protective over the boys. More than its good for anyone
Our boys having a chaotic group chat
Steven has a secret Internet dairy in which he writes everything! Jake found it and reads it everyday to know more about Steven than Mark does. Mark knows of the existence of the dairy but could find it yet. (Naughty extra: Jake also reads the nsfw parts Steven writes so he can fulfill all of Steven dreams)
One day Steven doesn't come home after work. Mark and Jake try to find him but after almost 12 hours Mark is getting paralysed by the fear of loosing Steven. Jake has to try to deal with Marks anxiety now and has to find Steven
Jake feels really un-loved from Steven and Mark and communicates his struggle in his way. Mark and Steven just hugs Jake from both sides and kisses his cheek until he's calm again.
The boys playing Monopoly and it wents terrible wrong
Of course one time the boys go out to sind karaoke. And surprisingly all of them are really good singers but have an completely unexpected style
The boys getting a third fish for Jake. He's saying that's it's not necessarily and silly the whole way but inside he's completely happy and excited to get a fish too
Mark is the little spoon even though he would never admit it
Mark braking up with Steven because he thinks that's going to protect Steven. But Steven doesn't want to accept that saying the iconic "Oi don't say that!" and steps in front of Mark
Steven is super drunk and cried about how much he used to hate Mark for ruining his live but know can't even imagine a single day without him
The boys watching the stars together. Steven excitedly tells them all he knows about stars, mythology and stuff. Mark is listening with a soft smile fallowing every single word Steven says. Jake pulls his hat over his face and acts like he's asleep even tho he's listening to every single word Steven says
Jake doing some push ups with Mark and/or Steven sitting on top of him
The boys all were separated for a painfully long time and finally can reunite. It's painfully sweet
Oke that's it I gonna stop now sorry
May add more
#fic prompt#prompt list#moon knight prompt#marc spector#marc x steven#marcsteven#moon knight#steven grant#jake lockley#plz write it rip
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MarcSteven
AU de La Momia (1999)
10K de capítulo. Había escrito en las notas anteriores que cada vez se hacían más largos con cada actualización a expensas de mis deseos. No me quejo, hubo mucho que escribir.
#my art#fanart#moon knight#moon knight fic#steven grant#jake lockley#marc spector#marcsteven#marc x steven#marc spector x steven grant#the mummy
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Scene req from @guss-other-fin for a trans!MK system scenario in which Marc prefers to be clean shaven because he hates the feeling of facial hair, so Steven doesn’t realize he can grow it until after they’re on more even terms with each other. Marc then teaches Steven how to shave, and it’s just an overall sweet bonding moment with lots of banter, and Steven nicking himself because he couldn’t stop smiling. Also now on ao3!
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Steven stares at himself in the mirror, brows furrowed intensely, as his fingers poke and prod at his chin and cheeks. The skin is darker than usual and it’s… rough…
A tickle of amusement brushes against his consciousness.
“Marc?” he asks tentatively at the new presence, turning his head to get a better look at the sides of his jaw.
‘What’s up bud?’ Marc’s voice light, like he’s trying not to laugh.
“What’s…” Steven’s mouth twists, his hand moving to gesture oddly at their reflection. “What’s all this here?”
Marc huffs, and Steven swears he can almost feel the puff of air against his ear. ‘That’s facial hair Steven, I forgot to shave.’
Steven’s brows shoot up. “Really?” His fingers once again run over the light stubble dusting his chin, the texture making his skin tingle. But it could almost be a nice feeling now that he thinks about it. Facial hair! “I didn’t think we could grow this stuff,” he says, a bit in awe, “like there was some freak backwards effect of hormones that gave us like… male patterned baldness on our face or something.”
Marc laughs, loud, and Steven glares at his reflection in annoyance. Marc isn’t exactly there, but he knows he’ll see it anyway.
“Well what was I supposed to think when even my bloody peach fuzz disappeared?” he asks incredulously.
Marc’s laughter peters out at that, and Steven feels him twist and shrink a bit, and—oh. He’s embarrassed. He’s bloody embarrassed.
‘I don’t… I don’t like the feel of it,’ he admits. ‘When it started growin’ in I tried to have something with it cause y’know… it was nice to see, kinda, but it just…’ Steven gets a flash of sensation—scratchy hair running over their wrists and poking at their lips—and shivers. ‘Yeah I just… it wasn’t my thing. I usually just stay clean shaven when I can.’
Steven makes a noncommittal hum in response, taking one more second to poke at his stubble, before pushing back from the mirror to look matter of factly at their sink. When he sees nothing but their toothbrush, he crouches down to check one of the little storage cabinets.
‘What are you lookin’ for now Steven?’ Marc asks, his voice light and fond, giving the impression that he’s leaning back with his arms crossed to watch.
“Well I do assume you have a razor,” Steven says, rifling through the mess that’s accumulated, “unless Khonshu was such a stuck up twit that you had to use that little moon staff of his instead or something. That thing did look quite sharp didn’t it?” He pulls out a small box of ibuprofen well past its expiration date and grimaces at it, making a mental note to sort through his storage at some point.
Marc laughs again, the twinge of awkwardness from before gone, and Steven feels a force twitch his hand down to the bottom shelf. ‘Yeah, yeah, I have a razor.’
Taking the hint, Steven pushes aside a few stray items before pulling out a simple, black hand razor from the back. It’s small. Utilitarian. Definitely Marc’s.
‘There should be gel and aftershave in there too.’
Steven hums again, grabbing the bottles he assumes Marc means before straightening up.
“Ok,” he says, staring at the mirror with determination, “how’s this whole thing work then?”
He gets the impression of Marc smiling, before he starts walking him through it, not even questioning Steven’s desire to do it himself.
His directions are easy, and Steven does just as he says, washing their face, before lathering up with the gel and enjoying the smooth feel of it under his fingers. When he’s done, he lets it sit as he washes off his hands, making sure to run the razor under the water as well after a very… noncommittal answer from Marc about its cleaning history.
‘Now, go slow, and don’t push too hard. You go in the direction of the hair, and don’t reverse or anything, just glide it over.’
Steven makes a little noise of acknowledgment in his throat but stays completely still otherwise, barely twitching the razor over his cheek.
‘Here, like this.’ He feels Marc take control of his hand, moving it at an easy pace over the skin. The sudden visual image of him guiding Steven to shave like he’d guide someone to tie a tie nearly makes him burst out laughing, but he catches himself.
‘There, keep going like that,’ Marc says, returning control to Steven.
It’s easier after that, and Steven makes it most of the way down one side of his face before Marc says something else.
‘Ah yeah, and around your mouth and stuff you can puff out your cheeks for an easier shave.’
It makes sense, it really does, but when Steven does it in the mirror he suddenly imagines Marc making the same face, and it’s just too bloody much.
He does laugh this time, lips sputtering and twitching into a smile, and their hand flinches away from their face.
‘Woah woah hey there, that’s how you hurt yourself.’
Steven rolls his eyes and goes back in to keep shaving, jerking control of the hand back from Marc. “I’m not the one who has to think about you doing this all the time you know,” he says very carefully. “Do you know how bonkers we look when we do that?”
‘You look fine Steven. You’re doing great.’ And Marc’s voice is just… fond when he says it. Deeply fond, and it makes Steven’s chest do something all fluttery.
He can’t help but think about Marc learning this himself, then, or maybe having someone he trusted teach him like he’s doing for Steven now. It’s so familiar to him but so alien to Steven, and yet they still get to share this.
This. This body.
It’s a real bang up thing overall. He knows they have a lot of scars, some recent, some older, and he knows a lot are from Marc, from things less than wonderful and less than kind, but he also knows they share the joy here too. The joy in the two scars on their chest, in the deep tambre of their voice, in… shaving. In having to shave because they have facial hair. Gods he still can’t wholly believe that. And it’s not all been aces, yeah, but they have this, and he has this with Marc, and so maybe it really isn’t all bad after all.
Now Steven does smile at that, absentmindedly, just a bit too wide and a bit too weighty, and the blade nicks his skin. He hisses, cringing, and pulls the razor back to clutch at the little welt just below his nose.
“Ah, bollocks.”
‘Told you to be careful.’
“Oh shut up you,” Steven says breathlessly, grabbing a wad of tissue to blot at it for a moment. “I was thinking mushy thoughts, you can’t blame me.”
‘Oh yeah? What about?’ Marc asks, and the affection is still there, a comfortable weight in Steven’s chest.
“Oh you know,” he says, returning to the space around his mouth just a touch more carefully, “just about us, the body, all this.” He leans back to look at his work so far, before starting on the other cheek. “I still can’t believe you hid this from me.”
Marc chuckles. ‘Well clearly you wouldn’t have done it right if I had.’
“Oh shut up.” Steven flicks a little water at the mirror but there’s no venom in it, and Marc laughs louder this time. It’s a warm, easy sound that he rarely makes, and it catches Steven so off guard he has to pause for a moment to reign in his own wild grin, bracing against the sink and smiling at the floor like an idiot.
It’s nearly an hour before they even touch the aftershave, but Steven doesn’t mind. He doesn’t mind at all.
#:’-)#trans MK system my beloved#fun fact… I had to look up how to shave for this so JDJBDBDBD me and Steven got to learn together wahoo💖#i love these two and I hope I did ur idea justice#it was such a sweet one#moon knight#moon knight 2022#steven grant#marc spector#it’s like kinda meant to be#marcsteven#but it doesn’t haaave…? to be read that way??#idk#up to you#my fic#my-fic#MK scene request#the fruit is talking again#fic
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α!Marc/Jake & Ω!Steven
#my art#fanart#marcsteven#jakesteven#marc spector#steven grant#jake lockley#moon knight#moon knight altershipping#gibe me more marcstevenjake fic#aaaaaaaaaa
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Dreaming with the witch #3 should be up later today if anyone cares.
If you’re not familiar but wanna know what it is, it’s a story about Moon Knight’s system sleep deprivation and The Scarlet Witch being bestie to Marc, helping him out.
#dreaming with the witch#moon knight#marc spector#steven grant#jake lockley#mcu moon knight#oscar isaac#the scarlet witch#the scarlet witch fic#wanda maximoff fic#wanda maximoff#wanda maximov#marvel#marvel fic#marc spector x wanda maximoff#marcsteven#marc x wanda
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Helooo 👋🏼👋🏼 This is this week's set of MarcSteven JakeSteven and MarcJake fics!
Disfruta mis amores ❤️
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Can you do some soft cuddles between Steven, Marc, and Jake?
Moon Boys Cuddling
I think Steven would be in the middle the most, Jake behind him clinging onto his waist
Steven’s face pressed into Marc’s chest and Steven with his hand gripping lightly at Marc’s shirt
Every now and then Steven turns over and burries his face into Jake’s chest instead
Honestly I love the idea of Steven seeing Marc and Jake asleep together and crawling between them and they instantly cling onto Steven, even in their sleep
#moon knight#steven grant#marc spector#jake lockley#marcsteven#marc x steven#jakesteven#jake x steven#marcstevenjake#fic#bullet fic#answer#request
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a possible part of my marcsteven au fic (no i am not gonna specify what au it is heheh but basically episode 6 didn't happen or happened in a different way)
beware of mistakes
Steven looks at Marc and sees golden reeds in his eyes. He is not sure if it's the powers given him as certain deity's Avatar or he's simply sickeningly in love, but his heart aches when he realizes this man should not be walking amongst all the filth the mortal realm has to offer. He should not be struggling with someone's deadly orders, he should not be covered in blood just because he chose to live once. This man belongs to the Field of Reeds, it lives deep inside his soul and awaits for him. No matter how many times this man refuses it, Steven will make sure he returns in a place he belongs. Even if it means fighting ancient deities.
He is so sorry for Taweret and probably even Osiris, because they'll have to be the ones struggling with his stubbornness.
He knows Duat will support him no matter what, though.
While Steven is amazed by golden light almost literally shining through Marc (be cursed Khonshu for claiming this man as his, dimming his light), Marc meanwhile looks right through Steven and while it's totally understandable as to why, it still hurts impossibly much.
Steven does not belong to this world anymore. He does not belong to the Field of Reeds either. His soul is forever claimed by Duat and the only reason he would mind this is because he won't be able to talk to Marc ever again.
Hell, he probably won't see him ever again.
Something inside his hollow chest sanks, endless void trying to claim more of his feelings that he's ever planned on letting out.
Tear falls down his cheek when he realizes no matter how much time he spends in the Duat, he is still a human being, only without its physical shell.
“Laters gators,” he sobs, using the sleeve of his ceremonial robes to wipe his tears. He does not blaspheme, especially not because Duat's powers will return them to perfect condition, especially not because Duat deep inside him does understand. “Laters gators, Marc.”
He almost turns away, preparing to leave, and this is the moment Marc's eyes focus on his own, and surely that cannot be happening, Steven is probably mistaken as he belongs to the Realm of the Dead and Marc is pretty much alive and well in the mortal realm, yet his body freezes in a light hope, just a flame on a small candle, even as he feels Duat pulling him back to the sands, he still is unable to move his gaze away from Marc, whose eyes as if looking into his own, yet a bit past, like he isn't sure in what he sees.
The moon light almost fades to the starless sky of the Duat, when Steven hears a whisper.
So quiet it's no more than a wind playing tricks with his ears.
“In a while, crocodile.”
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