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▪︎The 1st song on top is the opening bg music for the party inside...The 2nd is the bg music playing outside the party▪︎

♡ Y/n female reader (really whatever you prefer) × Moonknight Oneshot ♡

♡ oKaY First time writing okay don't be too harsh~ any insights/ideas are appreciated! [Tw: yandere/dark themes] ♡

*Edited.

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Marc!.... no, Steven... no, again Marc. The switching was non-stop between the two personalities. Each pulling each other apart and practically screaming to get a hold of the body. Only after they caught a fateful glimpse of someone they've thought they would never see in a long, long time...her.

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The rain started to slowly but surely pound the outside of the building. Eagerly wanting to break inside. However, the sound of swinging jazz music mixed with the hustle and bustle of life managed to drown it out well. The grand size of the downtown bar in Latveria was a known delight for those wanting to have some fun. Of course, it was actually known for the "Important's," or the higher-ups and well known people of the town. That's where Marc Spector a.k.a Mr Moonknight came in; not just to party, but to get some answers.

There had been rumors that an unknown and upcoming vigilante of some sorts had it out for the hero. How did he know? Well let's just say a piece of mail including a flat piece of stone with the scraggly engraving of 'THE TIME FOR JUSTICE HAS COME. NEVER FORGOTTEN. YOUR MOON WILL SOON BE AT AN ECLIPSE.' Was not exactly a fan letter him or Steven was hoping for.. and how the heck did it even get past the post office? Behind the stone was an invitation to a party in Latveria. Oddly far away, but this needs to be stopped at once as Khonshu insisted behind him.

Back at the joint, sipping from his martini glass and leaning against the bar top. Marc was keeping an eye out for someone suspicious while also trying to ignore Stevens' whining about wanting to order a drink too. He rolled his eyes whilst listening and was about to take another sip, but quickly stopped.

The glass rapidly slided out from his grasp and crashing onto the floor when his eyes met with hers....Y/N. The man processed for a moment, almost twitching whilst taking her presence in. The way her curled locks draped over her shoulder and how her dress hugged and flowed from her curvaceous body. She practically glowed with the help of the light hitting her angles just right. Drinking her beauty in, his guard was let down as Steven won and pulled himself to be the host of the body.

It had been years since the two had seen each other and their last interaction was too foggy to recall. However the two only remembered one thing, and that was the vast amount of love they had for her. Steven's heart practically felt like it was going run out of his chest and try to beat him to her as he walked over. She stood there with a champagne glass, swirling the liquid around while leaning against a table. A smile graced her lips after taking a swig of the bubbly drink, hoping to ease the .. feelings growing inside of her.

Steven gave her a grand hug and she returned it. He then pulled way saying, "Its been so long since I've seen you! I - I can't believe how you look! I - I mean y - you look amazing. I'm sorry-" Marc inside was heavily facepalming inside while muttering "and yoU look like a bLoody idiot thats what" in an teasingly exaggerated British accent. "Shut up" Steven said then widened his eyes when he realized he said that in front of her. Quickly whilst waving his hands about in front of him he said, "Oh n - no I'm terribly sorry love I - I meant that towards Marc not you I-" However, Y/N just chuckled and responded with "Its fine I understand especially with you being a hot shot and all now on the news.~"

His shoulders drooped as he let out a sigh of relief and agreed with her while letting out a small chuckle himself. "So what brings knighty knight vigilante out over here?" Y/N quizzically asked with a cheeky grin while setting her glass down. Steven scoffed out a response saying, "Knighty knight? Really? And ah you know I - Its just some business- ahem, what about you eh?" She squinted her eyes and nodded, not trying to pry any further and tapped her nails along the rim of the table thoughtfully. "You know just to party... even make amends you could say~" the last part slyly coming out of her mouth.

She leaned her chin onto her hand somewhat mumbling out, "Ones growth and gains of strength needs a reward after all~" Her eyes gleamed at the end of the sentence leaving Steven's to be filled with confusion. Before he could inqure any further, she jumped up and grabbed his hand pulling him outside. "Come on slow poke, let's dance! For old time's sake!" She shouted as she giggled while dragging him to the scenery out back.

The moonlight shoned over the two as they walked over to the middle of the open, grassy plains. Her arms draped over his shoulders whilst swaying back and forth to the slow jazz playing out back. A sly smirk plastered on her face from seeing Steven's nervous reaction. Marc was practically begging to let him take over at this point, but Steven anxiously gulped down his worries and shakily placed his hands on her hips. She looked up and into his eyes, her graceful smile melted any remaining fears away.

'H - hey this isn't that bad actually.. t - this is quite nice... I could get get used this.' Steven slowly thought as he eased his chin down to rest on her head. He paused momentarily before placing it fully down, almost asking for permission to lay it there. When she nodded and didn't defy he did so and was completely ecstatic about it. His heart was fluttering, 'you and me both pal' Marc called out from the window behind. It was heavenly moment with just the two of them slow dancing in the beautiful night.

Her heart was also pounding in her chest as well..... but not from the emotion of love....

Only from the amount of pure adrenaline coursing through her veins. Slowly and cautiously, she reached over. Clicking the charm on her thick - but not strangely thick - bracelet with her oppposite hand. Gently sliding out a pointed blade, reflecting her nervous, but determined expression. The plan of execution was in motion and would have gone smoothly for her, but just as the couple slowly turned. Marc happened to notice a bright gleam from the corner of their eye from the reflection of the silver blade, 'Ah shi-'

Quickly Marc took over and shot his arms straight up in between hers whilst harshly pushing her back. Thankfully, the weapon only nicking his lower jawline as she stumbled backwards. His hand touched the slight wound and shakily looked down at the drop of crimson on his fingertips. "W - why?" He barely mustered out and glanced over at her.

Tears of anger brimmed at the rim of her eyes, threatening to fall over as she let out a harsh chuckle. "Why? WHYY??? Cmonn MArC I thought you were supposed to be the BrAins out of the two!" She spitted out not failing to hide the sheer amount of rage towards the man.

*Blood. Blood everywhere. The ground and walls practically stained and dripped crimson*

They were at a standstill, but both were stalking in a slow and steady circle. "You mean to tell me you don't remember?!? Anything at all??" She hissed out as she waved her hands up in the air in a manic manner. Marc nervously licked his dry lips as nothing came to mind and shook his head.

*A woman on her knees agonizingly screaming and crying out from the scene before her. Blood was splattered onto her body and matted into her locks*

A scoff left her lips as she distantly gazed at him while flashes from her past popped into her mind. "Seriously?.... what do you think happened on the night of our last moments together?" She seethed, adjusting the silver chain necklace that laid above her collar bone. Marc looked hard at the heart locket that was connected to it. A headache forming in the process.

*In front of the woman laid a man with his neck sliced open, all the blood draining from his body. In front of the couple stood a white crusader with his now stained crescent blade. His breath heavily going in and out then suddenly coming out from the current trance. The first thing he noticed was the silver band on the dead man's hand by his throat. Then quickly looking up at the sobbing woman; noticing the heart on the necklace...and the ring attached next to it. Bobbing up and down to match the rhythm of sobs that raked her body. In a swift movement of his cape he was gone just as fast as he appeared*

It clicked. It all clicked into place for Marc. That night... no wonder it was all fogged up for him. He stopped in his tracks, "I - I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-" "Didn't mean too?!?! MARC, MY HUSBAND IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!" She practically screamed out from the top of her lungs. Silence fell between the two with the faint music playing in the background; as the couple managed to get further away from the bar. Steadily he spoke out, "It.. it looked like ya'll were heavily arguing and shouting at each other." She froze in her spot and sternly looked over at him, "What?" Steven, heck even Khonshu, tried to get him to stop talking. Yet the American continued rambling on.

"Then when ya'll suddenly stopped and he raised his arms...I thought..I thought he was going to attack you. Even Khonshu gave us the green light to save you." He said while never breaking eye contact. She looked at him wildly and searingly spoke out, "Marc.... Couples are allowed to argue. No relationship is perfect. Sure we heavily voiced out our opinions, but came to an agreement at the end." She sucked in a shaky breath, "He.... He was trying to give me a hug Marc. A HUG YOU DAMN IDIOT! YOU KNOW, WHEN COUPLES TRY TO MAKE UP IN THE END?" The escalated yelling left her with hot tears finally streaming down her face. "I - I was only trying to protect you y/n," he whispered out at this point. "You know I should've thrown that big stone at your face instead of mailing it."

Marc's eyes widened in realization just as her dry chuckle caught his attention. "Well I hope you enjoyed the party because here comes the main event that you've all been waiting for!~" She doubled tapped the locket and black fabric seeped out, consuming her body and face. The silver necklace melted over to the middle of her chest forming a circle. It looked almost black with the fabric reflecting of the darkened silver. Her bracelets formed into cuffs, both blades jutting out from them now. "So you're!-" "Eclipse! That is the name yes don't wear it out now~...you know you're not the only one with hook ups right?" Swinging the blades around then posing she shouted, "I've gotten this far and am not here to waste anymore time so let's get to it shall we?~"

Before he could respond, she quickly slashed out towards him and he swiftly moved out of the way. He brought forth the suit just in time to block her blade with his own. Their faces inches apart and chests heaving up and down. One filled with fiery rage, but other still with love and hesitance to hurt the other. The battle strongly ensued for a long while, both going neck at neck. Alas, one still needed more practice in the end.

Eclipse was too focused on guarding her upper body and thus left the bottom open. Moonkight quickly noticed this and faked a right jab then quickly went low. In a swift circular motion, he swiped her feet out from under her with his left leg. She yelped as she fell onto her side, but before she could get up he was already on top of her. He managed to swiftly take off her blades with his own and dug hard into the dark, metallic circle. Moonknight was too overpowering and he managed to rip it straight off her suit.

The circle melted in his hands back into the form of her necklace and her suit unraveled. Leaving a fearful y/n underneath, however she gritted her teeth and tried to push him off. Sadly, to no avail, she could only hold back a sob as she watched his hood unveil from his face. Marc tapped Steven in for this part, switching expressions as he then began shushing her. Marc was still there, but in the reflection of the puddle next to her. Tears once again strolled down her now winded face. He gently wiped them away with his thumb. Steven leaned over her and held y/n arms over her head with one hand. His other hand now dangling the necklace in front of her face. "You have to be careful when using this darling- y - you could get seriously injured." He meekly stated out as he then stuffed all the jewelry back in his garment pockets.

Using the same free hand, Steven moved a strand of hair from her face. "Y - you know we - l - love you and never want to see you hurt...we love you so much." Her glassy eyes widened after the sudden confession. She quickly spat in his face and then dryly croak out, "Oh yeah? Well, I hate you. To the Moon and back.~" Steven and Marc both winced at the sarcastic, but truthful jab. Still both suddenly came to the same conclusion and nodded in agreement. Y/n gasped out in shock as he swiftly picked her up bridal style. "W - what are you doing, you dumba-!" She screeched out, but before she could scream anymore. Strands of his white fabric wrapped tightly against the bottom half of her face. Her muffled yelling was overtaken by his calm, but loud voice speaking out while walking. His apartment being the goal in mind.

"Hey, shhh darling it's alright! Look okay, Marc and I .... a- are terribly sorry for the whole lot we've done. It's only because all we ever wanted was to keep you safe and protected okay? .... it's you it's always been you," he shakily breathed out. Steven reassured, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his lip. However, maybe it was from the lighting, or the blurry vision .... but his eyes practically screamed

insanity.

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

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