So the people in this museum hate beauty and intelligence or…

nothing, just our curious boy

Y/n: I love you.

Khonshu, not paying attention: What was that?

Y/n: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

and introducing our next comfort murderer, Jake Lockley!

Bright: A Drabble. (Steven Grant of the Gift Shop x Reader)

Ever since you were a child, you were fascinated by the night sky. Glow in the dark stars decorated the ceilings of all your bedrooms. Looking up at the night sky, you found yourself sighing.

“Alright, love?” Came the quiet question from your side.

You hummed in response, “It’s a nice night out. The constellations are brilliant.” You looked to your right, noticing how Steven was looking at you instead of at the sky.

“Yeah,” Steven agreed, realizing he’d been caught he turned his attentions skyward, “yeah, just bloody brilliant.”

Nudging your shoulder with his, you didn’t try to hide your smile, “I think you’re bloody brilliant as well.”

step closer so i can push you away - chapter one: the daily torture

A/n: Hi everyone! This is my first fic ever published, so it's probably going to be bad. Don't be afraid of leaving criticisms- I need them like I need oxygen. I'm still not too sure on the title, so if anyone has any better title ideas I am welcoming them wholeheartedly. I hope you can get a few molecules of serotonin from this attempt if it happens to reach you. I am planning to put this on A03 as well.

Word count: 798 words

Pairing(s): Marc Spector x reader, Steven Grant x reader

Warnings: nothing spicy sadly, a very British take on builders (I mean no offense to any men who happen to be called Steve and are also builders)

You shift your shoulder, balancing your phone precariously between your shoulder and chin. A jolt of the bus almost sends your phone to the wet floor.

“Listen, I’m going to have to cut the call. I’m about to get off at the next stop.”

Lie.

In your defence, you needed the 3 stops left to keep sifting through the folder you were holding and attempting to absorb somehow. Also, you had experienced this exact conversation at least ten times this month alone.

“Okay, see you. Oh and good luck, you’ll smash them to pieces.”

“Thanks, see you! Bye. Bye.”

You put your phone away in your pocket, elbowing someone around you and mumbling an obligatory ‘sorry’ as you elbowed someone again to get your headphones out of your bag. All whilst trying to keep your wet umbrella under your arm.

Turning your head to see who you maimed in the packed bus, you see him.

He had a lethargic, disorganised, chaotic energy that made him impossible not to notice; a slightly hunched back from bad posture and tiredness; a wide-eyed stare that held depths (when he wasn’t napping on the bus), and he was called Steven.

You only knew his name courtesy of a late night out at the pub with some people from the office. You almost spoke to him that night on the bus going home, but thought better, knowing you were tipsy enough that only incoherent, never-ending mumblings would come out.

It was only when your gaze had slid down (because of the tipsiness- definitely not because you wanted to ogle him) that you noticed the name tag.

Steven. He was your commute crush- entirely harmless, yet a nuisance all the same. Especially when he caught you staring at him with glassy, red-tinged eyes that fateful evening. You kept staring at him for at least a full minute whilst he kept blinking awkwardly and adorably looking around. Thankfully, he pressed the stop button and got off at the next stop before there was any possibility of a restraining order against you.

You just never thought you would have a crush on someone called Steven. Your mind sneers the name sometimes when your thoughts drift to him. What? Is he a 50-something year old builder with an arse crack permanently on display? ‘Hello, I’m Steve, here to overcharge you for something I’ll never actually get around to doing.’

Sometimes you couldn’t figure out if it was the crush or the man himself that was the nuisance.

He was right there. Somehow asleep standing up, unaware of your simultaneously annoyed yet longing glances.

Another jolt of the bus stopping at a red light made you stumble from your thoughts, almost slipping back into a blinking Steven.

“Sorry,” you mumbled out again, too sleep-deprived and irritated to do anything more than mumble and grumble that morning.

“S’okay.” A voice still deep with the last vestiges of sleep answered, soft breaths warmed your neck. He was so close you could feel the vibrations of his voice as if he was speaking into your skin.

You stiffened slightly, becoming too aware of your movements, feeling awkward in your own body.

He was too close. So close that he could be nuzzling your neck if you both moved a little closer.

Clearing your throat, you flit through the plastic wallets in your folder, too fast to even be able to feign reading. You lean heavily on the pole to your side, looping your arm through it, allowing you to use your hand.

The bus jolted forward, and you felt a hard body against your back. Just another stop, you thought to yourself, then he gets off.

He made no move to back away from your body.

It took all your willpower not to look over your shoulder.

You felt him move behind you and see his arm from the corner of your eye, pressing the stop button on the pole situated by your hip. You looked briefly to see his olive toned hand, before steadfastly looking down at your folder, glaring and feeling your lungs burning with the effort of holding in your breath, determined not to move.

You’re contorting your body to the side as far as you can go before he can even say ‘excuse me’, concentrating on ignoring the slight press of his body on yours.

He was in front of you now, waiting for the bus to slow before he could move further down. You quickly checked your watch, far too engrossed than necessary in checking the time. You would have missed it if you looked up a second later.

He was looking straight at you.

You end up missing the next stop- your stop- and have to trudge to work in the pouring rain.

A/n: So? What did you think? Was it worse than you thought?? (Give me attention)

Dissociative Identity Disorder/ Other Specified Dissociative Disorder

In October of 2022 watching Moon Knight because Cinema Therapy did a video about it saw a bit and was like well I have Disney plush and its Oscar Isaac, (Poe) so let’s watch it. Little did I know our life will change after that. I Alice don’t remember watching Moon Knight the first time or watching The Making of before watching the Series. The only think I Alice remember is episode 2 but it’s a 3rd person prospective. I remember right before and after watching the series and for 2 weeks having non stop panic attacks and not know why. Some of the thoughts I do remember like, “this happens to me all the time”, “Other people experience this” “I don’t have DID because I don’t have Amnesia but other than that it’s all relatable” “This is how I experience being Trans or having an OCD voice” (being Trans is real what I’m referring is the body looking like someone else and me thinking that’s what it meant to be Trans, only time feeling Dysphoria) and searching “Is it possible to have DID and no Amnesia” “Is it possible to be Autistic and have DID” “How Steven and Marc interacts with each other, well that’s too relatable” “Have to show this to my mom because I can finally explain what I experience” watching DID channels to look more into it and every video, every article, every post. The more and more I read, the more and more was like umm “So all those weird things that happens, and I don’t tell anyone even my therapist at that time because If I say it out loud what’s happing they will think I’m weird and the fact that we brushed it off all as having Autism, other people experience theses, what?” but still being like “I don’t have this because I don’t have Amnesia” (Later in November finding out OSDD-1b and still being like nah TW: my trauma isn’t that bad, now knowing more about it and being like that happened what ohh:) and in October started to look like Steven Grant and me being like “Well this is normal, It’s the phase where I look like someone else”, (because this happens with different people) it happened in July of 2022 with Neal Caffrey from White Collar, felt like was about to happen but didn’t (Now we understand that Steven is either was a Fragment that turned into an Alter as he was figuring out his identity or he was an Alter but didn’t really identify with a particular look yet and was trying figure himself out, because this reminds me especially of high school, well I couldn’t control what I was saying when getting excited (but now with a British Dialect, which I Alice can not control, or feeling things for guys but at the same time not since young) and it happened with Isaac Kalder in high school and he was the first Alter that I Alice was able to see and similar things happens with him, rewatching The Devil Inside and My Virtual Escape from McJuggerNuggets on YouTube later after knowing DID/OSDD being like “Oh my, did not realize, how much Isaac was Passive Influencing us” Literally how he talked, walked, songs that he listened to how he handled his depression or when someone triggered him. In 2019 I Alice feel bad about this now, threw all of the clothes that he bought (except one), stopped listening to songs that he liked, stoped watching TDI and MVE (even though gave us comfort) because was like every time I look like him. I’m sad, I feel dysphoric, I want to look like him, to the point I Alice was forgetting what the body looked like and forgot the body’s biological gender or forget that Alice is a thing, depression, which caused him to go dormant until 2021 where I started to hear him from the inside but with his voice) (Sorry🙁). and also TDI is like an accidental representation of DID because I remember now rewatching (the first time I Alice do not have those memories just remember right before and after, when TDI was out but not MVE, just like Steven absorbed those feelings) TDI when the split happened because a lot of stressful thing happened at that time, being like well I can relate to Jesse because he switches with his characters that he has from his childhood and can’t control what’s happening.

And in December still not think I have OSDD-1b but thinking maybe I’m just really autistic so I don’t understand my emotions at all, “Is there any similarities between TDI/MVE and Moon Knight” and the amount of things that are similar was like “wtf”, and later rewatching Moon Knight and getting told why they related to Moon Knight other than the DID symptoms and well yeah. The amount of things in Moon Knight that tides into our childhood is actually astounding especially Steven, which make sense, when watching a movies, series your brain lights up the same way as if it were happening, (TW: my leading theory before I knew this was a thing was, the stuff that happened when younger that’s how we reacted, felt and those same brain frequencies were getting turned on:)

Difference and similarities

btw there are other Alters just talking about Isaac and Steven and well Alice/Ashla.

Isaac Kalder

Similarity: Identifies like 90% with his source

Difference: His age is 19 and the source he’s 18, I think it’s because I Alice always wanted an older brother and now the body is 19 so he’s like a month older, I always saw him as an older brother even before knowing about the System)

Steven

Similarity: Identifies with the look, name, dialect, how he carries himself, body cadence, just more romantic (finding these thing along the way being like why do you do that, I guess that’s a different thing from your source that’s cool and rewatching it being like oh that’s where that quality cam from)

Difference: He’s more like Episode 5 when Steven (MCU) is comforting Marc and now he’s more confident in himself, basically after Season 1. It’s like instead of (TW warning: the trauma that happened to Marc, Steven and Jake it’s replaced with what happened to us. also he’s a Subsystem (For us an Alter in a Alter) mostly because of flashback that happened fair recently and yeah, all those flashback kind of went to Steven and he kind of split with Llewyn Davis from Inside Llewelyn Davis, that was confusing when it was happening, now Steven is more bi they kind of passive influence each other sometimes but when triggered Steven kind of goes inside and Llewyn kind of comes out. DEPRESSION, Steven and Llewyn are kinda figure things with Isaac where if Llewyn feels more the same way which when the split happened Llewyn did absorb the liking guys thing more:) (our Steven is more Romantic I guess the feeling of love)

Alice/Ashla (Biological Female but doesn’t really identify with that mostly so I guess I’m Non-Binary, still figure things out, I do like woman though no question about that)

Love Star Wars and Moon Knight and Disney and McJuggerNuggets content. It’s rare for me to feel like Alice but when I do it feels weird, higher voice etc so kind of go by Ashla just like that name mostly because it’s a SW thing.

It make sense that we have a lot of fictives, Autism and because of it have hard time connecting with people and understand peoples actions and only able to relate, and understand fictional characters, or since younger only having emotional comfort from fictional characters, and love everything about film from filming it, acting, voice acting editing, sound design and want to do those things we want to do, we all like different aspects of the Film process

Consent forms:

Alice/Ashla: I agree to publish this

Steven/Llewyn: Yeah sure. We agree to this s***

Isaac: Okay

(Spoilers for Moon Knight)

The really sad part about how hard Marc tries to give Steven a happy, normal life is that…it doesn’t work.

Look at that face.

That’s the face of a man who’s crushed after losing what’s presumably his first date in a long time, who’s probably never even had a girlfriend.

And even before the whole fiasco in the Alps goes down, we get to see Steven as a lonely, sleep-deprived man stuck in a dead-end job with a boss who’s rude and dismissive towards him, and whose only friends are a goldfish and a performance artist. That’s not normal OR happy.

In a weird way, finding out about his status as Moon Knight was the best thing that ever happened to him.

(Until it wasn’t…SOBS)

Look, whoever thinks Steven Grant ain't got game watched a different show...

BUT THEN

honey tell me who did this to you 🥺🥺

Khonshu didn’t know he was gonna get a 3 in 1 deal when he saved Marc from dying at the temple. I find this amazing.

Marc: Save me!

Khonshu: Alright

Marc: Hah! Fool, you just got a package deal!

Khonshu: Huh? What?!

Steven, confused: Pigeon?

Jake: Can I kill you?

"the moon boys fav thing about you?"

Steven Grant: *Physically, your eyes and lips.

my eyes that are always red and tired from reading or crying : hell yes he love us

Steven would think your eyes are cute anyways. Reading 'til late night is something he does too, so he quickly recognizes someone with his same habits and it's like "So charming!"

kitty Steven with Gus

Harrow: wait don’t shoot wait—

Jake: