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shadystarlightgentlemen · 2 years

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The Moon Boy’s React to You Calling Them “My Life” in Their First/Second Language

A/N: First fic on this blog!! Wooo! Hope you like it <3

Warnings: none, major fluff, slight angst?, I used Google Translate so I apologize if anything is incorrect!!

Gender neutral reader, but use of prince and princess in Spanish

Steven

Steven had never felt such joy in his life besides when he first asked you out and you said yes

He was just walking into your shared apartment, a tired yet relieved look on his face

Donna was up his ass all day and it really pissed him off, but coming home to you made the tension in his shoulders and frustration disappear

“Hi Elliott, how was your day?” “Hi ma vie, it was alright. How was work?”

He stops breathing. Straight up. He just stands there and stares at you

He knew French was a common language and mostly used for it’s romantic sound, but it was coming from you

You learned a little bit of French just to make him happy and he fell harder in love with you for it

He knew you loved him, of course he did, how could he not?

You made that it very clear every second of the day from your random cute texts to making him tea just before he enter the door from work to the randoms love notes you place all over the apartment, but to call him your life? Oh his heart

He melted on the spot, he’s literally just a puddle

After he calmed his heart and tamed the ferocious blush on his cheeks, he tackles you in a hug, peppering your face with kisses and grinning like an idiot. An idiot in love.

"Mon ange, mon amour, mon cœur, mes étoiles c'était incroyable! Je vous aime!"

Marc

Oh baby boy

Touch starved baby boy

He wasn’t use to displays of affection, platonic or otherwise

His poor little heart

He had just gotten back from getting lunch for you and him, he was not ready for the bomb you were about to drop on him

He didn’t have a bad day per say, he was just so mentally tired, he almost didn’t recognize the Arabic passing through your lips

“Hey Y/n, I got you your favorite.” “Hayati, thank you! Did you grab the mail on your way up? I’m expecting a package and-Marc? Are you ok?“

Look what you did, you made him cry

He hasn’t even closed the front door before he’s crying and staring at you

You got up to make sure he was physically ok when he collapsed in your arms, desperately grabbing at your shirt and pulling you oh so close

He had never felt so loved, so appreciated, so soft

You life? He’s your life? Really?? You promise??

He was always so scared of messing up your relationship, but this eased any insecurities for at least a week

“Ana ahibuk.”

Jake

Jake is the most romantic alter, Steven coming in close second of course, but when Steven isn’t getting you flowers or sending you little notes, Jake is picking up a little more around the apartment, making you food, and giving you messages

He has such a bleeding heart for you, you don’t understand

He would do anything for you, all you have to do is ask

After a particulaly long night protecting the travelers of the night, he came home all bruised and tired

You had just sat down when he came plopping himself next to you and laying his head in your lap, ignoring the aching and pounding in his limbs and head

“Holà, príncipe/princesa.” “Holà mi vida! I got some pizza on the counter if you want any ok?“ “What?” “There’s pizza on the counter from your favorite place downtown and-” “No, no, no before that, what’d you say?” You didn’t even get a chance to respond

Jake had sat up and kissed you like you were his only source of oxygen

Hearing his first language on your tongue sent shock waves of happiness and love down his spine, he couldn’t even feel his sprained wrist and multiple broken ribs anymore

After he was done taking your breath away, he rested his forehead on yours

“You mean that? ¿Realmente significo tanto para ti?” “I love you, Jake, of course I mean it.”

Jake was down bad and by the wide grin and love sick sigh, he was more than happy to roll over and dive deeper in love

Fist of Vengeance be damned, he was so soft for you

“Te amo mi principe/princesa. Eres lo mejor que me ha pasado.”

Ma vie = My life

Mon ange, mon amour, mon cœur, mes étoiles c'était incroyable! Je vous aime = My angel, my love, my heart, my stars, that was amazing! I love you

Hayati = My life

Ana ahibuk = I love you

Holà, príncipe/princesa = Hi, prince/princess

Holà mi vida = Hi my life

¿Realmente significo tanto para ti? = Do I really mean that much to you?

Te amo mi principe/princesa. Eres lo mejor que me ha pasado = I love you my prince/princess. You are the best thing that’s happened to me

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ronn-uuu · 1 year

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Stay up for me?

I made a part 2 for y’all bitches!! 😁 I hope you y’all enjoy!! 🫶🏾

|Part 1|

Summary: It’s been 4 weeks since the music incident with Steven. You’ve been trying to talk to your neighbor(s) to befriend ‘him’ but he’s never there. One day you hear him through the walls one night and decide this is your chance.

Pairing: Marc x Reader (heavily), Steven x reader and Jake x reader.

You were laying on your bed with your phone in hand reading some random stuff (like you are now.) trying to cure some sort of boredom or need inside of your chest. Your mind wondered onto the neighbor, the one you met about a month ago, you kinda wanted to see him again. Your attempts to talk to him always failed. He was never home and when he was you were out. One time you passed him without realizing it, he was leaving and you were heading to your Flat. You walked right past him no words at all. You didn’t realize he might be your neighbor until you were trying to fall asleep.

You huffed in embarrassment, you really missed your chance and you don’t know when—

Muffled speaking cut your self loathing. You looked at the wall next your bed, waiting to see if you were just hearing things.

“We need to talk to Khonshu about these hell of hours, yeah?” Muffled through the thin wall. It took you 5 seconds to hop off your bed put some pants on, slip your fluffy boots on, and clean yourself up in the mirror. It was embarrassing how quickly you changed emotions, your looks and self esteem just for a guy who knocked on your door a month ago. Though you didn’t care, you wanted to finally speak to him. The very pretty Steven Grant was home and you just had to shoot your horrible shot.

You closed your front door and walked next door. Your heart was going so fast and I you were literally beaming, like a kid who just got praised for something. You knocked softly after fixing your hair one last time.

Marc was currently in control, he got them home and cleaned them up. The month after meeting you was full of them running around meeting up with Layla, protecting people, artifacts, and people. Their sleep schedule was totally fucked, once steven finally fell asleep and in the same minute Jake woke up and went out to go fight crime. They had an altar meeting after waking in a dark alley bloody, bruised and still in the suit.

Marc sighs as he feeds Gus 2.0 since Steven will never let Marc get away will killing the original Gus. Just when he was beginning to start his horrendous sulking he heard a knock.

“Who could be awake at this hour?” Steven questioned.

“Who knows,” Jake replied. Marc walked towards the door and opened it. None of them would have thought it would be the pretty neighbor from next door, Marc should have given the body to Steven but Marc didn’t give him an ounce of control. His eyes racked over your frame. You looked so snug in that fluffy faux fur jacket and those fluffy boots, he couldn’t help but think you looked cute.

“Hey Steven!” You exclaimed. You were excited to meet him again but hearing a name that wasn’t his but his altar’s made him jealous.

“Hey, it’s been awhile,” Marc says. You notice his accent was American, his features were more rougher, and he stood more confident than when you last saw him. Maybe it’s because last time you saw him, he was tired. But he changes accents when he’s tired…?? You shoved the thought of it down. Maybe he’ll tell you one day.

“Yes it has. I’ve been trying reach you for a while,” you admitted. Marc smiled, you we’re trying to reach them and it won't be the first and definitely not last time he cursed khonshu. He could have been spending his time with you but he knew deep down that lives would have lost so he kept the cures to a minimum.

“Really?” Marc smuggly asked. Steven was partying in their mind., their neighbor literally sought for them after the music incident. This was the close he got for someone showing interest in him. Jake praised him for it too.

“Yes, steven,” you said as you playfully roll your eyes. Marc would be lying if he didn’t say ant to tell you everything… First with his DiD. That he was Marc Spector and not Steven, but one thing held him back. Rejection. If you reject him even the slightest about his identity he’ll never feel alive again. His mind is already ‘broken’ enough.

"I should have asked this when I knocked on your door. What's your name, sweetheart?" Marc asked looking down at you. You smiled and told him your name before he parriot it back to you with such softness, like it was a delicate flower. Your eyes soften towards him, if he keeps saying your name like that you'll never let him go. Their mind was filled with steven and Jake repeating it.

“Hey I’m thinking of getting a late night snack… want to come?” You ask and ‘steven’ nods. You smiled widely that would have your cheek bones hurting for a bit.

#steven grant #moonknight system x reader #moonknight system #marc spector #marc spector fic #steven grant fic #steven grant x reader #moonknight fanfiction #moonknight fluff #moonknight fic #jake lockely x reader #jake lockely x you #jake lockely fluff #moonkight #baby giiiirl #i fucking love them so much #raahhhhh #RAAHHHHHHHHH

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lemeduartes · 2 years

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Marc and Steven play truth or dare

Marc Spector being protective over Steven is my religion

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lildoodlenoodle · 1 year

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I love the fact that bc we saw so little of Jake in the tv show, everyone thinks he’s the problem child of the three. Meanwhile, in the comics they recently had a conversation that was essentially “ Marc your problem isn’t that you have DID, it’s you” and “Marc why do you think YOU are in therapy and not US?” and “Marc, Jake and Steven didn’t try to take over the world. YOU did.”

Don’t get me wrong Jake and Steven are messy bitches(mostly Steven) and also have their fuck ups(mostly Jake), but most of the systems problems come FROM MARC !!!

Even in the show too! I mean Steven and Jake(from the little we’ve seen) are mostly rational in their decision making. Marc on the other hand married the daughter of the guy he believes he killed, without telling her, runs away from his problems, including his wife!!! and moves 15minutes away from where they used to live and let’s Steven take the reigns, full well knowing there is a huge possibility he’ll run into Layla eventually!!! Like WHAT !? The man didn’t take into consideration that his wife literally could just say No to Khonshu and becoming his avatar, WHICH IS HIS MAIN MOTIVATOR and she eventually does actually JUST SAY NO! Batshit decision making process.

Now I love all of them, my little guys!!! but if any of them are acting completely irrational at times, 8/10 times it’s gonna be Marc.

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dingertdongert · 1 year

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Chapter 8

Warning: This chapter contains smut.

Mentions of: Oral, fingering? Praise kink, masturbation

It was a typical Monday, you and Steven together once again, as always. The first Monday of the month, in the dingy store room sorting through box after box. Same routine, you picked the items out and scanned, Steven arranged them and put them on the corresponding shelves.

It was quiet, you worked in unison to ensure you could leave as soon as possible. All that could be heard was the periodic beep from the scanner gun and the shuffling of cardboard.

You were about halfway through the last box when Steven almost whispered out 'So uh, how was Saturday? Did you have fun?'

'Yeah of course, it was really nice' you said, not even looking at him. You were confused why he'd even ask, surely it was obvious at the time.

'I-uh... um' he awkwardly laughed at himself as he continued to stammer. You looked at him now, concerned, his whole face was flushed crimson red. 'I did mean it you know', you continued to stare at him bemused 'The, 'it's a date' thing'. His face was still flushed, and he anxiously watched you with glistening eyes awaiting your response.

'Oh-' you paused to fully absorb your relief, you'd been wondering for the whole weekend whether or not he was serious. Thank god he was being so straightforward, 'God I'm glad you said that, I was dreading having to ask'.

'D-did you enjoy it as a date?'

'Yes Steven of course I did, date or not it was a lovely time with you' you said, resting your hand on his arm. You gave it a reassuring squeeze before turning back to your box of merchandise and scanning again.

You were in the middle of sliding one of the mini-figures towards Steven, when your hands touched, with him reaching for it at the same time. Both of you quickly retreated from the other's touch, and you coughed awkwardly trying to dislodge the breath that caught in your throat.

'S-sorry' you quickly spat out. You know there was nothing to apologise for, you knew that. But still, it was something to break apart the heavy silence that had formed. You continued scanning, he continued packing, but there was a heavy tension in the atmosphere. You felt like every one of your movements was being done under water, slow and impeded.

The box was empty, but for maybe the first time ever in the room packed with dust, you didn't want to leave. Not just yet. Something was going to happen, you could feel it.

Time to break down the boxes, slowly, taking your time with each bit of tape and each fold. Your ears only had the sound of the screeching tape being peeled off to listen to, Steven had still said nothing.

'What are you doing after this?' you could have almost jumped at the sudden sound of his voice.

'Nothing, as per usual, why?'

'So you've got no reason to leave straight away?'

'Well... no, why?' you said again, drawing it out to exaggerate your need for an answer.

'We should stay in here, just for a bit'

'Huh-' you turned to look at him in confusion, but he was looking away, refusing to meet your gaze.

'You know, nobody comes down here, we could do what we want'

'Oh yeah? Like what?' you probed, intrigued. Steven's mysterious mind had probably come up with a meticulous and genius way to get on Donna's nerves. You were eager to join in on the plot.

'I-uh... dunno yet' he admitted, fiddling with his hands, still not daring even a glance at you.

'Steven, are you okay?' you were worried now. Why on Earth would this man who hates his job want to stay behind? You considered the possibilities, stalking? Was he involved in a loan shark scheme and they were waiting for him outside?

None of those possibilities are Steven-esque whatsoever. You approached him slowly, and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, rubbing gently. He jumped at your touch and quickly turned to face you, finally making eye contact.

You couldn't register the look on his face, not like you had the time to. He kissed you. You froze, taken off guard by his sudden assertiveness. All you could register was that it felt... good. His lips were soft and gentle, and you cold feel the worry Steven felt melting away. His body relaxed, and softened against you. It was as if he was moulding himself against you in his relief, sculpting himself to fill every gap between you and within your bodies.

God you needed this, you didn't know it, but you needed it bad. It was all so much clearer now. You felt fuller, happier, more than you had for a long time.

You hooked an arm around his neck to pull you closer to him, securing you two together in this moment. With your free hand you cupped his face, your thumb stroking just under his cheekbone and your fingers his neck. He let out a tender sigh against your lips and it took a lot for you to not release any sound of satisfaction at the feeling of his warm breath against you. He hesitantly placed his hands on your hips, and gripped you with surprising strength when you didn't complain.

One of you must have started walking, though neither of you realised as you both broke apart briefly with the jolt of you knocking against the desk. You quickly knocked all the boxes off, not caring that you added another job to your list, and perched yourself atop it.

Steven let out a laugh and gently smiled at you before leaning in and kissing you again. You opened up for him when you felt the gentle contact of his tongue and your heart raced at the sound of his soft, approving moan in return. His hand hooked behind one of your knees and used it to pull you closer to him.

So there you two were, on a Monday night, you sat on the edge of the desk, and him between your legs, kissing each other furiously. Your heart was pounding so loud it was echoing in your skull. It was like your brain had been replaced with a thick fog of lust. God you needed him so badly. You could feel an insatiable ache forming inside of you, and were getting unforgivably wet. You were almost certain if you were forced to stand up from the table there would be a puddle on the surface.

Steven broke off contact, and you couldn't help but whimper, giving him a short but obvious surprised expression mixed with pride. He was almost panting, and his eyes were clouded with need with heavy eyelids. Somehow, his hair had managed to become even more messy than usual, which was probably the doing of your roaming hands. Some of the buttons of his patterned shirt had become undone, allowing you to catch a glimpse of his defined chest.

You'd made up your mind, you definitely needed him right here, right now.

'L-listen before we go any further, I've uh, I've never done any of this stuff before' he said gesturing between the two of you. 'I just don't want you to be disap-'

'Oh my God Steven, it's too late for me to care about any of that. You can learn on the job. Come to me, please' you almost begged him. You needed this release, you needed this time, this moment with him. He again sighed in relief and dove right back into you, his hands on your thighs and your hands in his hair.

He slid a hand up your thigh, and gently over your hips before reaching the button on your trousers. He again broke off the kiss, looking at you to ask because he didn't dare speak. 'Please' you whined, even moving your own hands to do it for him. He shook his head at you removing them, 'No I'm doing all this myself' he scolded you.

Your button popped open and then there was the prompt sound of your zip being undone and you let out a shuddering breath. You could hear Steven gulp as he looked into your eyes, asking again. 'Please... Please Steven, I will beg you if I have to. I need this. I want you' you let out, trying not to moan from the drawn out tension.

He nodded in recognition, and began kissing you again. Sliding his fingers over your underwear, it was now undeniable just how soaked you were. Both of you let out a gasp, his of amazement at what he had already done to you, and yours out of pure satisfaction from his touch.

His hand glided underneath, to finally make full contact with you. He moaned into you, as he moved his fingers up from your entrance to your clit, and started moving them in a circular motion. You gave a hum of approval and couldn't help but let your head drop back.

'T-that is right isn't it?' he asked

'Yes Steven, fuck, that's right, you're doing so good' he let out a soft, almost inaudible whimper at your praise. The room reverberated with the soft gasps and moans that escaped your body as Steven let his fingers work on you.

You looked up in frustration as he removed his hand. He cocked an eyebrow up at you as he tugged at your underwear, and you got up quickly to allow him to pull them all the way off. He pulled you into him again, kissing you on the lips, your neck, anywhere that gave him a response from your body.

One of his legs was in between yours and you had to quickly gasp out 'God Steven, your trousers' and he pulled away, looking down at his thigh. There was a very obvious damp patch left on the grey colouring of your very own design. You began to flush with embarrassment, before Steven let out a groan, maybe even a growl.

He pushed you back against the table and had you lay down. Looking up at him, and moving your gaze down his body, he had formed a very obvious tent which you'd failed to notice up until now. You could feel yourself get even wetter somehow at the sight.

'You look so delicious sweetheart' Steven moaned, beginning to get on his knees. 'I'm going to taste you' he said, maintaining his burning eye contact with you. His hands stroked up the inside of your thighs and you moaned loudly, covering your mouth in horror, glancing towards the door. He looked at you then with a mixture of pride and deep-seated need. 'I want- no sorry- I need to make you feel so good, it's all I'm worthy for right now' he moaned out, no longer looking at you but instead at your drenched pussy.

Just like that, he was there, all your senses were overwhelmed by the warmth of his tongue licking at you. He moaned at the taste of you, one of his hands on the outside of your thigh gripping tighter, digging into you.

All you could muster was a quick 'Fuck!' as your hips bucked up to him.

Your whole buddy quivered with each moan and gasp Steven released against your clit as he maintained a steady rhythm with his tongue. You could feel a knot building in your stomach so close to being released at the constant pleasure he was providing.

'Oh Steven, you're doing so good' you whined, looking down at him. He looked up to you at the same time, and started to suckle on you. Your eyes rolled back as you dropped your head against the desktop, knowing now your sweet release was seconds away. 'I'm going to cum' you gasped out.

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The high-pitched whirring in your room started to dull out to a low hum, and then silence. You opened your eyes, and glared viciously at your vibrator. 'Are you. Fucking. KIDDING ME?' you shouted out, launching it across the room in sheer frustration. You picked up your pillow, smothering your face to let out a scream.

You hadn't stopped thinking about Steven since your outing together on Saturday. No matter what you did, where you went, Steven was in your mind. His shy giggles, little waves, anything and everything about him, was there 24/7.

You didn't realise that you liked him, properly liked him liked him until that day. You did kick yourself for being so stupid and not realising sooner but you recognised you were probably in denial at the same time. The hope was that this quick pre-work 'self care' session would be able to help you focus, and perhaps not be so awkward as you were dreading seeing him. Nope.

Now you were more on edge than ever. Out of sheer disappointment you didn't finish the perfect fantasy you'd spent time designing, and got dressed. The ache inside of you was almost screaming at you to finish it off, let it out, but you really couldn't be bothered now. You stormed to your bedroom door, picking up your vibrator that laid abandoned in front of it.

You marched it sternly over to your bedside table and plugged it in to charge. Pointing at it, you demanded 'You better be working when I get back tonight, or so help me' and you turned your back and walked out. After picking one of the various tote bags you had adorned on the living room coat hanger, you then made your way behind the counter dividing the kitchen and living area and grabbed Steven's doughballs from the fridge.

'Bastard, you didn't even make me cum and you still get doughballs. Not a fair deal' you complained to yourself. After doing a last minute check of yourself in the bedroom mirror, you made your way out the front door to start your day.

#steven grant x y/n #steven grant x reader #steven x reader #moonknight smut #moonknight system #marvel moon knight #fanfic #smut #steven grant

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spacecowboyhotch · 1 year

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the moonknight system as songs pt. 1 🌙

happy 1 year to the show that started my oscar issac obsession 🤍

moonknight masterlist | requests are open

#🤍🌙#moonknight system #moonboys as songs #moonknight #not cm

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spicyboelives · 3 months

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Resisting the urge to spam all the silly doodles I've got,,, this is the last one for today...mayhaps...

#moonknight system #marc spector #jake lockley #moon knight

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imagines-random · 7 months

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I DINT KNOW IF ANYONE NOTICED THIS BUT OMG

In the YouTube trailer it says that but in the actual episode on Disney+ it says a whole different thing…

Why? SHOULD I START THE CONSPIRACY THEORIES???

#marvel #loki #tom hiddleston #loki the god of mischief #loki season two #loki show #loki season 2 #loki series #loki spoilers #loki of asgard #moonknight system #moonknight series #steven grant

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gebstargeb · 1 year

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New phone so no more constant lagging just trying to draw!! Tried to make this one detailed but idk how to do that so this is my attempt. Had to draw Steven ofc

Time: 5.5 hours. If i post a speedpaint ill link it here <3

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ronn-uuu · 1 year

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Party Pooper

I'm writing my own request(?)

An: Ok I wrote this request:

POV: You're hyping yourself up/ while getting ready for a party with loud music. And Marc/Steven/ Jake are trying to sleep but guess what causing them not to sleep? Your music. So they go next door to have a chat. And when you open up the door they're dumbfounded on how they have not seen such a FINE ASS PERSON WE AREEE the rest is up to you babe 🥰💕 ( and please either do gn or with he/they/she prns😊)

Me being meek and not very out there,,, I decided not to send this out there so I decided that I'll write it myself. Also this is my first posted fic pls have mercy on me. I hope you enjoy it.

pairing: Gn!reader x Marc spector, Gn!reader x Steven Grant, & Gn!Redaer x Jake Lockely

Warnings: none. (other than me using google english to spanish. Pls if you found a better website, PLS TELL. pls dont gatekeep. ) Fluff(?) also bad grammar???

Part 2

You stared at the 2 outfits you had rested on your bed, you couldn't pick between the slightly slutty one or the one that had more decency. You knew you were going to be slightly fucked up by the end of the night, so did you want to do it in a slutty way or sexy way? You still didn't know. You decided that you were going to play some music to get you in that partying mood. The music rang in your ears and your next door neighbor's.

Marc was laying in his bed finally being able to sleep after being up since 2 am the day before. Khonsu had been making Marc, Jake and Steven do his unforgiving bidding, all three of them were exhausted from all the trouble they had been in. Just when they thought they could get a break, they heard their neighbor's music.

"Jesús puto cristo," Jake spoke as the weak and exhausted body jolked up.

"Bloody hell. I think the universe just hates us, yeah?" Steven said as he took over the hands and rubbed their eyes.

"I don't think they know the walls are kinda thin," Marc mumbles out tryin to excuse their actions. Jake started saying that they could just go next door and warn them but Marc and steven felt way too tired to do so. And after they responded to Jake's proposal the music died down.

"See, I think they're done," Steven said as he takes over and lays back down and closes their eyes. Oh it was painful how wrong he was. They got 10 minutes of sleep before hearing the music even louder this time.

You weren't doing this on purpose, you didn't even know that you had a next door neighbor. You and the boys never crossed paths, and they were never loud so you had thought maybe you could blast music with no interruptions. Though you were about to be proved so wrong. That's when you heard a knock. You were confused, " I thought I told them I'll meet them at f/n's house," You said as you pressed paused on your phone. You smoothed your skirt/pants one last time before opening up your door.

"Hello," The man said as he waved at you. You waved back as you noticed that he was in his slightly rinkled Pjs. Steven did that same to you and lawd have mercy on him, you were so fucking fine.

His eyes rack over your frame, you had your hair pulled back, plum lips with beautiful jewelry hung around your neck, and gods your clothes looked fucking hot on you. Steven felt all the air in lungs leave and so quickly that his chest started to ache. Marc and Jake were the first time in history very quiet in a long time. There were no remarks on how they were sleepy and this to be over, they were only in awe of your form.

"I'm sorry, is there something I could help you with?' You asked as you tilted your head in question. For the first time Marc, Steven and Jake had gotten this nervous about someone. They all knew that steven had to stay in control but it felt like they were going slightly override.

"A-ah! yes the music... the music is too loud," Steven softly said. Then it finally hit you, he was trying to sleep and your music was too loud. He's your next door neighbor! Guilt started to flow through your veins, how could you keep a tired man from sleeping, reader???

"Oh! Im so sorry! I didn't know that I had a next door neighbor! I'm so sorry for keeping you awake! Yes! I'll keep the music down!" You rambled. The boys thought it was very cute. Now all three of them were wondering how they could get your number without making it sound cringey nor weird.

"Again, I'm so sorry for keeping you awake.." You paused waiting for a name. You wanted the name of your cute neighbor you had no idea about.

"Steven Grant," Steven stammered out. He started to fidget with the hem of his shirt.

"Steven Grant," You repeated, "I really like that name." Steven smiled widely and Jake remined him that he was still fucking tired. Don't get him wrong he liked 'speaking with you' but their mission was not only nerve racking but exhausting. Steven started to feel the sleepiness weigh his bones down. He'll have to settle for just speaking to you. Marc told him to tell you thank you and good night.

"Thank you... well I should head to bed, have a nice night," He promptly said before you replied with a good night back. He went back to their flat while they talked about how to get your number next time. All three of them wanted that to be very soon. Now they all started to feel a little grateful for the loud music you played. And all in that moment they remembered that they don't even know your name...

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lemeduartes · 2 years

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I really enjoy drawing this little man completely terrified

The duality of Steven Grant is the reason why I'm in love with him

#Not felling like finishing my drawings recently #school is stressful #and i have so much to do #but drawing Steven Grant is the only source of serotonin that I know #moon knight #steven grant #fanart #marvel #steven with a v #steven grant my beloved #moonknight system #moon knight fanart #moon knight system #marvel moon knight #mcu moon knight #moon boys #moon knight 2022 #moon knight mcu #moon knight series

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marvel-m-lee · 2 years

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Maybe Marc is being stubborn and sulky about everything, and Steven tries to cheer up (idk like a self hug or a self pat/tap, maybe even suggest any good memories he has had) and accidentally tickles him- and it all goes downhill for Marc from there. I'm just spitballing :,>

Idk those are my ideas for a Moon Knight Fic if you want them-

Sulky Steven and Moody Marc🌙

Words: 2412

Fandom: Moonknight/Marvel

Summary: (based off prompt) Marc's having a shitty day, so Steven tried to help. Only then the two become sulky and Jake has to find a way to sort this out...

A/n: SJKSSKKDDJ I GOT THE DAY OFF SCHOOL TODAY AND HAVE BEEN WRITING THIS SINCE 9AM. ITS 1140 NOW. I have to go do school work but honestly, I love this fic- not what i expected to do today.

Also if you do want this exact prompt, just send it again for me. I thought you should be tagged because it was based off this but now Jakes here too lmao <33

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Marc was cooking some food and watching something on YouTube at the same time. Desperately trying to distracted himself from his thoughts.

Today had been pretty lame, Steven and Jake must had been asleep or something because he hadn't see much of them in mirrors, or heard either of them. The only thing he could hear was all the thoughts and memories swarming his head.

He always tried to ignore his past, his mother, his father, his life. After Khonshu, and finally opening it to Steven and finding out about Jake, we'll it seemed like he was able to leave his past behind him.

But today seemed to have other ideas.

So instead he tried to do something, destract himself. He cleaned up, he watched his favourite old movie, he even looked through a couple of Steven's books but overall he just couldn't seem to escape his thoughts. So now he was trying to cook a mini meal and watch YouTube from his phone.

He thought he would be able to make it through the day, but it was so slow. Every moment just setting him off but not enough to trigger either Steven or Jake. He looked over to the fridge, looking inside and seeing they didn't have any milk.

Everything seemed t be getting to him. And his thoughts began yelling at him like his mother would for being so stupid over a little milk. This just angered him more and Marc began to get aggressive, out of instinct he turned to the table and kicked it hard. Not knocking it over but enough to get some anger out. He then decided to pull out a chair and sit down, holding his head over the table in his hands.

He groaned exhaustedly and just sat for a moment.

"In and out, its okay. In and out Marc" Marc's body began to get a little more relaxed, doing as he was told. He took a moment to focus on his breathing, almost in a trance.

"It's alright"

Marc looked up and grabbed his phone, looking at the mirror on it and being greeted by his British nerd. He leaned the phone of a glass, smiling at Steven with a small wave.

Steven waved back with another smile. "Hey"

"Thanks Steven" Marc tanked grudgingly. He didnt know what was happening with him but he was glad he wasn't alone now... even if he didn't want Steven to see what was going on with him.

"It's alright, it's no problem!- But Marc-"

"LA ESTUFA DE MIERDA ESTÁ EN LLAMAS!" In a moment Steven was shoved out of the way as Jake was posting to something, but Marc wasnt quick enough so in a moment he and Jake had swapped as Jaje fronted and ran around the kitchen as the eggs Marc had been making were on fire along with half the stove.

It was a little hard not to laugh at the situation as Jake ran sound screaming in Spanish and pointing back at the phone calling the other two morons while Steven looked in horror at the fire and Marc was just so done with the day that he just slumped backwards and lay on the floor in the mirror.

Jake was stamping out the fire and wacking it with a cloth. Once he was done he turned back and swapped with Marc again, only Marc stay on the floor and Steven was now fronting while the other two sighed from in the phone mirror... Steven looked around in silence, shocked at what just happened.

"So... uh..."

"Morons" Jake sighed but made sure they were alright. Marc just continued to lay on the floor while Jake got Steven to look over the body.

"¿estás bien?"

Marc groaned, pulling his hands to his face to cover himself as Jake crouched down to look at Marc.

"Marc?"

"Yeah- yeah I'm fine."

"It's okay if you're not okay Marc" the two heard Steven call as he was trying to clean up the mess. He'd turned the phone so they could still see him tidying though.

"I'm fine Steven!" Marc yelled, perhaps a little too aggressively and annoyed.

"Sorry..." Steven's little voice as he tidied up seemed to do something to Marc's heart as he groaned and sat up.

"I'm sorry Steven" Steven seemed to be in his own thoughts and laughed him off, very awkwardly thiugh as he was rather terrible at hiding his feelings.

"It's fine- you were mad- it's okay" Jake looked at Marc and crossed his arms, nodding to Steven.

Marc rolled his eyes at him but genuinely tried to apologise to Steven. Steven still felt a little hurt but did try to forgive him, still tidying up their mess.

"Now talk" Jake ordered, pulling up a chair and sitting on it backwards while watching Marc.

"What?- I dont- its fine" Marc once again shrugged off his feelings and wanted to ignore them, much as he usually did.

"Mm, Sí, bull shit" Jake turned away and looked back at Steven trying to scrape off burnt egg from a pan.

"You okay?"

Steven nodded gently, trying not to look back at either of the other two in the mirror.

"Mhm, sí. Both bullshit" He crossed his legs, now sat on the chair properly to look at Steven. He also crossed his arms.

Somehow it seemed he wasn't in a bad mood, but the other two seemed upset. Marc had had a stressful day and Steven tried tk help but got yelled at. Perfect.

"ustedes dos son imposibles" Jake mumbled under his breath before getting an idea. He looked up from under his hat at a sulky Steven and a moody Marc, his grin becoming wide.

"Perdón por esto" Jake grinned, capturing both their attention as they knew little Spanish, knowing he was apologizing for something... but knowing Jake, this wouldn't end well for either of them.

The two turned to look at Jake, his grin wide and mischievous. Steven put down the pan and laughed nervously as Jake smirked. He put up his hands.

"Hey Jake- Jake what are you thinking mate?- i dunno what you're doing but seriously-" in a moment Steven's hands began to move without him doing so. He looked at his hands and looked at Jake doing the same thing. Marc was also watching, confused at what was going on.

Steven's hands made grabby movements and began wiggling, but this only made him grow red in the face and laugh nervously, having an idea at what was about to happen.

"Jake- jahake I don't think this is a good idea mahate- Marc's right there I'll do it later I dont- JaKe sTop iT" quickly hands were around Steven's neck making him fall backwards into the side a little, giggling and desperately trying to fight off his own hands.

"cosquillas Steven~" He taunted in Spanish. Steven giggled like a child and then curse himself for doing so, Jake only laughed at this, grinning from his chair, watching the events take place. Marc was now interested, not quite clicking but enjoying Steven's laughter.

"Jahahakeeeehehe! StOhohopppp" Steven was feeling rather embarrassed at his little giggles, it wasnt like neither of them had seen him like this before but still.

"Oh lo siento, should we try somewhere else instead?" Jake taunted, moving away and now going straight for the kill and drilling into Steven's tummy. Steven yelled and kicked out beneath him before quickly being taken to the floor by his own pair of hands which squeezed and prodded over his tummy.

"JAHAKE!" Steven laughed and giggled like a mad man, no longer having enough time to sell through the laughter. Jake then began to tickle his sides, poking and prodding before tazering Steven multiple times as he squealed from each one. Kicking and laughing himself silly on he floor.

It didn't take long for Steven to yell out for Marc to save him from the mean Spanish man. This only made the two laugh though as he was tortured some more. But after a round of apologises Steven was finally freed of the Spanish man's wrath. They all knew this wouldn't be the last time this happened though. Steven was left on the ground in a pile of giggles and tingles. Jake was always so mean and Steven only pouted at him.

Jake laughed the brit off and the turned to Marc, lifting his hat a little to look at him.

"You've got a choice, front, or be stuck in here with me" Marc originally was also laughing along with Steven but quickly went silent when Jake asked him this question.

"I- uh- I don't think"

"Nah we're swapping mate" and in a split second Steven was on the mirrored floor and Marc was on the floor, airing out a last giggle before feeling totally fine. Steven was still giggling on the other side and lay down, exhausted.

"Cheers mate"

Jake laughed and turned back to Marc with his mischievous grin. Here's the thing with these three. Steve was the most ticklish, he could barely take a tease without melting. Marc was mid, he wasn't as ticklish and was good at hiding reactions but hit the right spot first and he'll give you giggles as sweet as Steven. And Jake, well they weren't sure. If he was ticklish then they'd never know as neither if them could ever try it on him without everything backfiring and then landing themselves in giggles.

However Jake was very aware at what both of them enjoyed. And how to kill them.

Steven was easy to cheer up and break down, Marc however- not so much. So given the chance to do so was always a win in Jakes book.

"Jake I fucking swear don't touch me or-" Marc stood up, eyeing Jake and pointing a finger at him.

"You'll burn the house down again?"

"I mean it's damn well tempting!- no seriously-" Marc looked at Jake as his hands began to move on their own, waving at him as Jake waved from the mirror.

"Fuck you don't even-"

"Tickle tickle Spector~" Marc prepared for Jakes usual onslaught of tickles but was surprised to find himself giggling and squealingbwhen his hands were to his ears, fluttering around them.

"Nohoho- waiaihit" Marc giggled sweetly and tried to get awayvfrom his hands but nothing seemed to worm. His face scrunched up when Jake hit a particularly good spot, making him want to pour out with giggles and laughter but bite down on his lip instead to hide it.

"There's no point hiding it" Jake then began to target said area, just behind his ears and then quickly move to Marc's armpits, tickling them making him collapse once again and laugh out loud. He tried to catch himself and tried to get control of the body but couldn't, just having to take the tickles Jake was dishing up on him.

"Come on Spector, surely you can take more than that"

"Shuhut UHuP JahaHAKE!" Marc's hands then moved to his ribs and began to spider them, all sudden movements were perfect for Jake and terrible for Marc. Each time he spoke or didn't expect anything, Jake would move to a new spot in an insane amount of time.

"JAKE!" Marc yelled, trying to act angry and serious but failing incredibly with a smile wrapped around his face. Somehow everything felt worse too- probable because Jake had already tickled Steven in the body, making it worse for Marc afterwards.

Steven sat up now and clapped, watching as Marc got destroyed by his own tickles. "Get planted!" He cheered, Jake laughed.

"FUHUHUCKS SAKE STEVEN- FUHUCK JAKE" Marc couldn't even pretend to be angry anymore while being tickled silly, Jake moving to his hips and sides, now only torturing him.

"malo Marc, don't be rude to Steven"

"Yeah! Don't be rude to me!" Marc finally fell back to the floor as he was mercilessly tickled silly. Jake and Steven began talking like nothing was happening.

"He's so bloody ticklish-"

"No sé, you're worse" Steven blushed and laughed nervously, rubbing his neck and putting up his hands, stepping backwards, the second Jake gave his belly a little tickle.

"Nohoho! Noho! Ohkay!"

"Querido Dios" Jake laughed, going back to his onslaught on Marc.

"¿suficiente?"

"JAHAKEEE"

"Yeah?"

Marc was nothing more than a man filled with giggles and couldn't stop smiling. For how strong he was, being trapped without hands is a lot worse than you'd imagine.

"Alright Jake- I think you might have killed him..." Steven expressed in fear that they had in fact killed Marc.

Jake finally let up after a little pleading from Steven and silence from Marc. The man didn't even move once they'd stopped and he just lay there, huffing and puffing in giggles.

"Marc?" The other two asked, tryna look at him through the mirror.

Suddenly in a split second Steven was now fronting and Marc was sat in his seat, huffing and puffing with laughter, a bright red face, and a mischievous look in revenge on his face.

Marc was a lot worse than Steven had been and Jake could only laugh at him. Marc was still a little fixated but grinned at Jake.

Steven was layed down on the floor and could still feel all of the tickles that were left over, he jumped out of his skin tryna fight back the ghostly giggles he'd not been expecting and giggled a little from automatic feeling of being tickled.

Jake and Marc were both left in the mirror, Marc glaring at Jake who was happily grinning at him.

"You're welcome"

"Fuhuck you" Marc then tried to pounce on Jake, tickling him, but instantly failing as Jake span them and was now holding Marc beneath him- trapped.

"Did you not get enough?" With that he then started round two on Marc and Steven decided he DEFINITELY didn't want a round two right now, especially after Jake and Marc... them two were a recipe for disaster. Instead he decided to walk away from the phone and try to watch some Egyptian documentary on TV...

Marc's laughter thiugh was an issue and so Steven called for them to be a little quieter, at first Jake targeted Marc's ears and then tickled him to silence but later decided Steven probably deserved another round too...

Neither of them got revenge either, just nervous giggles the next time either of them saw him during the day-

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