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violettenebrae · 7 months

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Subby!Marc Spector hcs!

I don't think this needs tw warnings but like y'know 18+ MDNI I swear to fuck I'll pepperspray children in the eyeballs. Uuuh, edging, butt stuff, face sitting, AFAB reader themes if you squint really hard.

ANYWAY, ONTO THE SHOW!

He is not one to sub. At all. Like, you will have to work HARD to get him comfortable enough to approach the topic of him being sexually submissive.

It isn't that he hasn't thought about it, just that he's...very very anxious about it in practice.

Homie likes his control.

Absolutely something you have to talk with him on, lots and lots of talking and assurances, probably dismantling a bit of some toxic masculinity like being sexually submissive doesn't make him less of a man, etc etc.

He will 100000% immediately jump to make a hard limit of no butt stuff! (This is the mystery mouse katoole that will come in handy later!)

Its very much so an issue with control for him, but starting small with some edging and building confidence in you as a partner is key!!!

It starts with some edging, asking him to be hands off while you ride/give him handjobs/blowjobs. This is easier for him, and helps introduce the dynamic in a way he's familar with.

Marc IS a praise slut, but he HAS to feel like he's 'earned' it, otherwise he's just gonna clam up and get embarassed. Oral + praise is the easiest way to introduce it!

Once he's been introduced into being submissive, he's still a switch, but he'll be much more receptive to submitting after the first few times, and THAT is where you can start bringing the heat.

Marc is the type to grit his teeth, snarl and buck when he's worked up, and theres nothing fucking hotter than him working his absolute best unrestrained to obey, when all he wants to do is grab you up and fuck you stupid because of how much you have teased and edged him.

Punishment when he breaks the rules comes in the form of having to watch you finger yourself while you're just out of reach, likely hovering over his face, spreading yourself and showing off how worked up you are and how he can't have a taste because he was naughty.

This is how you make him a begging man. He doesn't beg often, but when his cockhead is almost a pretty bruised color from how long you've teased him, how his pre has matted his happy trail and gel'd down his pubic hair, and how his balls ache from being brought so close to that edge and held there, and you're an inch away from his lips, huffing and sighing, showing AND telling how wet you are?

He's begging. He's promising anything, he swears he'll obey if you'll just sit. Not even touch him! Just. Sit.

Remember his hard limit? That softens over time as you show him how good prostate stimulation can feel!

He's not a hair trigger...but start stimulating his prostate externally and he'll bust quick.

Whiiiiich, brings us to when he finally allows you to peg him!

He insists on doggy style the first time around because he is NOT going to have to look you in the eye when you enevitably hit his prostate and he moans like a bitch in heat.

Which he does, by the way. And you have to be gentle and sooth him and assure him you liked it to avoid him getting clammed up the first time.

Pull his hair in doggy style and watch him arch that back into the bed. I dare you.

He loves hairpulling no matter what, that little sting is just right to send his brain swimming, so take a fistful of his curls and take that big guy to pound town.

Jokes aside, once he gets taken by it, he takes a pounding like a thrashing bronco. He's strong, and unsure what to expect not only of his body, but also of you.

He reaaaaaaally likes it when you meet his ass with your hips and grind, like sure thrusting is great but get in there and grind and watch how he melts.

Absolutely bites his hand to hide his noises and swears. He's fine with it when he's in control, but its much harder for him when he's submissive.

He cums super duper hard from prostate play!!!

Edge him, and finish him with overstimulation, jerking him off with one of those mechanical fleshlights while you slowly fuck his ass and watch that man loose his goddamn mind.

Where is he? Not on fucking planet earth thats for damn sure.

Subspace is devout with him, can be tricky to get there, but insanely rewarding.

Subdrop for Marc is very much so a thing. Take a shower with him afterwords, cuddle, put something on to listen to.

Do not let him get stuck in his thoughts it won't be good.

Grilled cheese with caramelized onions and a beer is his favorite after-sub meal. Let him make it, but stay by his side and keep him talking.

#marc spector x reader #marc spector x you #moon knight headcanon #a tenne for your thots #marc spector hc #gender neutral reader

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bensolosbluesaber · 2 years

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I absolutely LOVE your Moon Knight fics, your writing is wonderful!! 🥺 what do you think the moon boys are like with texting? Do they all have separate phones, do they share one phone and leave you to decipher who each text message is from based on how they talk, do they sign each text with their first initial???? Sorry I’m bored and these are the things that plague my mind I gots to know !!!!

Thank you!!❤️❤️ Love this because I was just thinking about it the other day!

Phones and the Moon Knight System HCs

Pairings: Marc Spector, Steven Grant, and Jake Lockley x reader

Warnings: Characters with DID

We all saw the flip phone. Could it have just been the best burner phone option? Sure. But I think it's also Marc's preferred phone.

This drives Steven absolutely up the wall because while each alter has their own physical phone, they are always forgetting to grab the others’ phones. They might as well all share one phone; it would be less confusing for you.

There are a lot of texts from “Marc🌑“ that say “mi amor” or texts from “Jake🌕“ talking about “his bloody long day" or texts from "Steven 🌔" calling you baby.

"Why do you guys even keep separate phones?" You ask Steven one night after a particularly confusing conversation. This prompts a long string of complaints from the British man about Marc's flip phone with the buttons that he has to push three times just to type the letter "c".

Finally, you work out a system with the boys where they sign their texts with their initials: JL, MS, or SG. Though really you can mostly tell who is texting based on their syntax.

And Steven's gratuitous use of emojis. He loves emojis.

Steven is more tech-savvy than Marc, but not by much. He types sort of slowly and needs his glasses to read messages (but it makes him look really cute while he squints at his screen).

He has a thousand tabs open on Safari at all times.

Steven is an iPhone boy.

Steven either texts back immediately or twelve hours later. If he loses the notification, all bets are off.

Marc responds as soon as he sees your texts, but he's not on his phone a lot so responses can be slow.

Jake refuses to own an iPhone on principle, but he has a nice smartphone to play music while driving or GPS somewhere or

Occasionally, he tries to make Steven's iPhone disappear. He succeeded twice before realizing Steven would just go buy a new one.

Sometimes Jake tries to voice-text you while he's driving. The results are as disastrous as you might expect. But it's extremely endearing.

There is a group chat. You and the Moon Boys. Yes, it's made very confusing by how the alters use each other's phones.

#moon knight #moon knight hc #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant #steven grant hc #jake lockley hc #marc spector hc #jake lockley x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader

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heartsfromjeanee · 2 years

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Baking with the Moonboys HC

Steven

- Sooo, although I don’t believe that he would be an amazing cook, I think Steven can actually do pretty well with Baking

- He definitely prefers the decorating part of the process more

- so so so creative

- for example, one night you come over to his flat and are greeted with the sight of him in the kitchen with an apron on while theres just ingredients scattered everywhere

- ( the most wholesome sight you’d ever seen)

- once he looks up from his creation and notices your presence he ushers you over to show you what he had made

- it was vanilla cupcakes with white frosting and a gold fondant moon placed on top of it (not to forget that it was made with all vegan friendly ingredients)

- and they were DELICIOUS

- I also think that he would totally be into watch baking shows such as The Great British Bake Off (he’s hardcore judging each of the contestants while watching)

- “What a twat! She forgot to turn the oven on! There’s 10 minutes left and her cookies aren’t even baked!”

Marc

- Can not bake for shit

- Doesn’t even try

- You literally have to beg him to even attempt to bake with you

- and you sorta regret asking him to help because he ends up just being a huge distraction

- will not let you get a single thing done

- he’ll always sneak up behind you and wrap his hands around your waist and bury his head into the crook of your neck

- “Marc please just give me five minutes-“

- “mmmm that’s too long, honey”

- he also likes to play a little game called “how many time can I make (Y/N) cum before the timer goes off?”

- high score as of the moment is 6 in 34 minutes but he’s still determined to beat it

Jake

- is probably in the middle between Steven and Marc

- He’s not completely awful, but also could definitely be better

- Instructions? He’s never heard of them

- puts in how much of the ingredients ‘that his heart tells him to’

- so honestly it’s a hit or miss

- “Jake why is half the bag of sugar gone…”

- “I made the brownies extra sweet for you, mi amor”

- spoiler alert: the brownies were inedible

- though he does try to make it up to you with an incredible homemade meal the night after (bc this man is actually incredible at cooking)

#moonknight hc #moonboys hc #Jake lockley hc #Jake lockley x reader #jake lockely x reader #Marc spector hc #Marc spector x reader #Steven grant hc #Steven grant x reader #moonknight x reader #steven grant x y/n #marc spector x y/n #jake lockley x y/n

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spilledkauffie · 2 years

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Dating Marc Spector 🌙 🤍

xFemale!Reader || I saw some hate on him and it made me sad, so here's some love for him! 🤍 A/N: I made the reader is in the archaeology field for ease

↳ m a i n m a s t e r l i s t

You met on an excavation site – Marc hung around on excavation sites, but you were never sure exactly what his job was. However, he wound up sticking with you the majority of the time, practically your excavation partner. You began to fall for each other simply because you spent so much time together. He also always asked if you're okay after a slight misstep on site: he sees you start to slip out of the corner of his eye and immediately turns to grab hold of your wrist, which you respond to by reaching your other hand out for him; he helps keep you from falling (even though it wouldn't have been that bad of a fall, more like a trip). "Whoa, you okay?" he asks, still holding on, looking you in the eyes. / "Y-yeah, yeah, I'm good," you say, slightly embarrassed that you tripped and slightly blushing at the way he was holding you since you practically fell into him, “thanks, thank you, sorry- I’m fine.” / "It’s okay," he smiles reassuringly, not condescendingly, "good, that’s good that you’re good.” You both share a laugh, not sure who should let go first thankfully someone calls your name, causing you to naturally part.

Falls in love fast — even though he's not the one to say "I love you" first, he's definitely the one who fell in love first. He goes head over heels for you pretty quickly after getting to know you, he just keeps it to himself because he's a smidge insecure that you might not feel the same, he worries he’d be too much for you, and he's just trying to protect himself until he's sure. // It was one night after a long day out on a site, Marc was walking you back to your hotel room, through the beautiful street market full of sparkling lights. “Hey, listen, um I want to tell you something,” you say staring at the group, squeezing your hands together out of nervousness. / “Oh no,” Marc chuckles, “what did I do?” / You laugh, loving his sense of humour, “everything actually,” you tease back in a semi-sassy, semi-serious tone. / “Wait,” Marc stops walking, turning to face you, “are you- are you serious?” / “Yeah,” you admit, nodding, heart racing, “cause everything you did made me fall in love you…I love you, Marc.” / He’s stunned for a moment, shifting through the emotions of having expected something bad at first to unbelief that he actually managed to get someone like you to love him. “You’re still serious?” Marc double checks, but can’t stop the smile spreading across his lips, when you nod happily with a smile of your own, he has to take a second to soak it in.

Surprise trips — he surprises you with trips a lot, usually to places where Khonshu was sending him anyway, but then he just wanted you to be along. He knew he could keep you safe, and he knew he’d need your company for his mental state. Sometimes it’s around Egypt, other times its to other ancient sites and locations. Naturally you’re ecstatic when he tells you about it. When you ask, he’ll either give you the truth or he’ll say that it was just because. He makes a judgement call on how dangerous the mission is and if it would scare you more than comfort you to know. Usually by the end of the trip you figure it out, which can lead to a little bit of a clash, but at the same time you understand that he didn’t want to scare you. The trip usually ends with an “I’m just so glad you’re okay,” as you cradle him in your arms, him hugging tightly around your waist, head on your stomach.

Learning about the suit — when you first learned that he had the ability to summon the suit, you were getting a little too close to a mission Khonshu had sent him on. He was supposed to be meeting some fairly dangerous individuals for information, but Khoshu tipped him off that he had a follower. Thinking it was someone there to kill him, he immediately summoned the suit, and you saw it all while hiding behind a pillar. When he suddenly appeared behind you, you startled. He took you by the arms, removing the mask, and hushing you. / “What on earth are you doing here?” he whispers aggressively. / “How did you-” / “What are you doing here?” He asks agains, a very serious distress in his tone. / “I got curious when I saw you leave, I’m sorry, I-” / “Please go back to the hotel, please, I will beg you if I have to,” Marc pleaded to your shock, you’d never seen him so worried. / “Okay,” you nod, easing his stress, pressing your forehead against his, “okay, I will, I’m sorry.” / Marc says thank you under his breath, before letting you go. / “Marc, can I just say one thing?” you call out, before he’s too far away, he waits patiently, “this whole suit? The glowing eyes?” you give him two thumbs up, “that’s hot shit right there.” Shaking his head, nearly breaking into a chuckle himself, he winks, summoning the hood back on.

Overprotective — Marc is a very overprotective individual by nature, so it’s no surprise that he is with you. When someone both of you don’t know gets a little too close to you for his liking, he’ll literally step in front of you, pretty subtly, or he’ll slightly reach his arm out as a way of silently asking you to get behind him. In some situations it makes you feel extremely protected and safe. Othertimes it’s just funny, like when you show up to a site and see an old friend Marc hasn’t met yet. / “My goodness, you are a sight for sore eyes,” your old friend comments coming up to you with open arms. / “Hey, whoa, hey pal,” Marc says firmly, but friendly enough to not sound too aggressive as he places himself in front of you, outstretching an arm to keep this stranger at arms length. / Laughing and shaking your head, you touch Marc’s shoulder lovingly, before peeking around him, “this is my husband, Marc, I was telling you about,” you nearly laugh as Marc realises you know this person. Clearing his throat, Marc backs down, still keeping a few defences up. You wrap your arms around his, lacing your fingers through his as you’re given a tour of the site, “down boy, he’s just a friend,” you whisper through a smile. / “I just wanted to be sure, these archeologists gotta learn not everything’s free to touch and feel up,” Marc tries to act tough, only making you laugh and lean into him.

Very physical oriented — by nature Marc is a very touch driven individual. He definitely likes to be near you and to have a hand on you when / if he can. However, Marc is NOT the person who will make other people uncomfortable with PDA. He knows times and place and has the perfect sense of how much is acceptable in different situations. Nevertheless, you have to admit, you’ve gotten quite used to his touch almost always being on you. In public he either holds your hand or has an arm around your shoulder, keeping you close. Sometimes you take the initiative by wrapping your hands around his arm, or simply reaching around his torso, indicating that you want him closer. In hotels and at home it’s all fair game, he’s wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling up against you as close as he wants, as much as he can. He’ll also tap your ass when you’re walking by or if he’s walking by you, it often gets your attention and leads to even more physical contact, but he just loves seeing your reaction.

Absolutely encouraging — no matter what your job is, he’s extremely encouraging fo ryou to chase your dreams in it. He’s like your own personal hype person. Marc definitely doesn’t stand for any self hate towards yoruself, “nah-uh, none of that, you’re gonna kick its ass, okay? You got this, you’re the most qualified person I know for this. Don’t sell yourself short,” Marc tells you when you express any doubt of whether or not you can actually do something. / If you come home complaining about someone or a boss Marc’s instantly on it, “do I need to go talk to someone,” he perks an eyebrow not so subtly, “you know maybe scare them a little and put in a good word for you?” / He’s the best at pep talks before you go into a meeting or go in to request permission to a specific site. “Listen to me,” he says, taking your hands in his, “you can do this, you will get what you ask for, because you are enough and worthy of this.” / You tilt you head to the side and avoid eye contact, “hey, hey,” he softly shakes your hands, getting yout attention, “repeat that after me?” he nods encouragingly, saying it again, slower, waiting for your response, “c’mon, I can’t hear you, I think I can even hear Khoshu repeating it, but I’m not hearing you.” / “Marc, that is not funny,” you say, wishing he wouldn’t make his own pain humorous, but you can’t help break a smile as he continues trying his best to get you to repeat it, once you do he send you off with a kiss and soft smack to the ass. / “We really need to talk about your dark sense of humour and coping mehanisms,” you say looking over your shoulder.

Khonshu — when you find out about his situation with Khonshu you begin to get curious an ask a few questions. Naturally Marc handles them all with tact, knowing that telling you would only make you curious, but it’s the random odd questions that take him off guard. // When you were patting dry your hair at a hotel, you squinted your eyes and turned to Marc on the bed, “Does he like me?” You ask out of the blue. / “Sorry, who?” Marc sweetly asks as if he’d missed something. / “Khonshu,” you shrug, saying the name easily, immediately catching Marc’s attention, “If he’s always around you, somewhere,” you gesture around, “and he can see things that you do, does he see me, can he hear me? Does he like me?” Pausing, but not long enough to let Marc speak, you gasp, “does that mean he’s seen me-“ / “Okay, I get it,” Marc stops you right there, feeling mildly anxious at the thought he could finish on his own, “I…haven’t asked him about you,” Marc decides on, trying to be casual, “so, I don’t really know what he thinks, and I’m not sure I care to know his thoughts, you’re not his business.” / You smile at his protectiveness kicking in, leaning over to kiss him before leaving the room, Marc watching your steps. / “She is quite a catch,” Khoshu chimes in. / “Stay out of it,” Marc snaps.

Disappears sometimes — the number one thing that puts a stress on your relationship is that he does disappear from time to time without notice. You almost always assume it’s because of Khonshu, but it scares you that you don’t even know where to start looking for him if something happened. He doesn’t want to worry you, but he doesn’t want to scar eyou either, because he always claims he can handle it. At first you thought it was a trust issue, but you began to realise there was more at play with Marc’s personal mental state. He’d forget things sometimes, uncertain if he did them or not, he’d lose track of the days a lot easier and slip into deep depressions. That's when you realise Marc has a lot going on, mentally and physically, things take a toll on him, but nevertheless he always pushes through it. You’re his one point of security, his reason to stay alive, and his light out of the tunnel half the time. You ask how you can best be there for him, sometimes you’re given an anser, other times he just wraps you in his arms and claims he’s fine. It’s hard to get close when he’s gotten so used to surviving on his own, and you can’t blame him after everything he’s been through. So through it all, you’re there for him whatever that looks like.

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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hi! could you pretty please write about reader asking steven grant or marc spector to choke them with his thighs? please and thank you!!

i couldn't decide so i did both </3

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Marc:

"Please," Your eyes are just as hooded as Marc's, your breath coming in short even though he hasn't fulfilled your request yet, "Please, 'want you t'choke me."

"I already did." Marc's eyes linger lustfully on the stinging skin of your neck, his hands having been wrapped around it only minutes before.

"With your thighs," You demand, your fingers prying relentlessly at the gap between his legs, "I want you to do it with your thighs."

A sick smirk curls across Marc's lips, "What, my hands weren't enough? Always want more from me, don't you? Greedy little thing."

"Need more," You correct, "Always need more of you."

Steven:

"I don't under- You want me to choke you?" Steven stiffens at your pleading, and you're starting to think that maybe your first time sleeping with him shouldn't have been when you brought this up.

But still, you press on.

"With these," Your hands fly up to his thighs, fingers digging harshly into the muscled flesh, "'N I want your cock in my mouth while you do it."

There's a moment where Steven's face is completely blank. You're not even sure if he's seeing you, he's looking at you, but you're not sure if the information is being processed in his brain.

Then in a split second, it all crumbles.

Steven's jaw clenches and you watch his adam's apple bob lithely in his throat. His eyes flutter shut, the most guttural, raspy, 'fuck', slipping past his lips.

His hand cups the back of your neck gently as he pulls you in between his thighs, and even though his touch is light and soothing, you know the demeanor is about to slip.

"You tell me when you're ready, love." He stares down at you as you fit your lips around the head of his cock, "And suck hard if y'need me to stop."

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petertingle-yipyip · 25 days

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SO LONG LONDON - STEVEN GRANT

Pairing: steven x reader (established) (and then marc shows up)

Word Count: 2,489

Summary: Dating Steven was always a bit of a gamble. So when a beautiful woman comes to town claiming your boyfriend as her husband, you find a whole new side to the man you love.

//honestly idk what happened here, just go with it//

It made no sense.

You two were scheduled together all the time. Donna claimed it was the only way to make sure Steven actually showed up to his shifts. And for the most part, it worked. Occasionally, you two would have a day or two different and he wouldn’t show or would be ridiculously late. But you were usually able to explain it away to your manager so Steven wouldn’t get in trouble.

But now, it has been three straight days of Steven pulling no-calls-no-shows. Even when you tried to call him, it went straight to voicemail. Like his phone wasn’t even on.

You were walking around the city that day after work. You picked up some lunch and were looking at your phone, contemplating whether or not you wanted to try calling out texting him again, but the sharp whizz of a woman on a moped cut you off.

You stopped so suddenly in your tracks that your phone fell from your hands as you scrambled to catch your food.

“I’m so sorry!” The woman said quickly, suddenly in front of you with your phone in hand. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” You shrugged it off and held a hand out for your phone. She went to pass it back to you but her eyes lingered on your screen where Steven’s contact photo was waiting.

“It was my fault for not looking.” You tried while she quietly stared at the screen. Your fingers hooked on your device and with a slight tug, you got it back.

“I’m Layla, by the way.” She said when you had moved to leave.

“Y/N.” You nodded. “Nice to meet you.” You tried to leave again but she spoke up.

“Boyfriend?”

“What?”

“The guy on your phone.” She gestured to your hand where your phone still sat. As subtle as possible, your thumb hit the lock button to hide the photo that was still waiting. “Is that your boyfriend?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “He’s M.I.A. right now so I’m starting to worry. Normal girlfriend things, y’know? He’s a bit of a sleepwalker so…” You finished awkwardly.

“Would you…” She began and your brows raised. “Would you wanna get some coffee maybe? I think we should talk some more.”

“Oh, well.. Thank you but I should get home. I’m like three missed calls away from a missing persons report.” You tried to joke.

“It’s just that your boyfriend looks an awful lot like my husband.”

“What?” Your heart sunk.

“Yeah, uh..” She hurried to pull her phone from her bag. “My husband, Marc Spector. Maybe you’ve heard his name? He comes and goes for work but then I got a call and now I’m here trying to find him.”

“Oh!” You sighed in relief. “Okay, it’s probably a coincidence because my boyfriend’s name is.. Steven… Gra…”

Your sentence trailed off as Layla showed you her screen and a photo of her and someone who looked exactly like Steven faced you. His posture was different and you assumed his aura was as well. His hair was styled differently and he even wore different clothes than Steven would. Too similar to ignore but too different to convince you.

“Wow, um, that resemblance really is… Y’know what, maybe we should get some coffee.” You agreed.

After a while of you two talking, neither of you were convinced the other person was talking about the same person. Layla’s ‘Marc’ seemed to have a completely different personality than Steven. He seemed rougher, insufferable even. To be able to completely abandon your wife with no explanation was borderline appalling, and Steven would never. He hardly even went to run errands without giving you a full list of everywhere he intended to go.

As far as you could tell, the only similarity was their looks.

You offered to bring her to Steven’s apartment to show her that he was a different person with a different life. But when you knocked, your usual habit just in case he was home, he actually answered the door.

“Hello, Love.” He smiled at you, though the expression quickly faded when he saw yours. “Something wrong?”

“Steven, this is Layla. Layla, Steven.” You introduced before she had pushed past you both and into the apartment.

Steven looked at you in confusion but you smiled in apology with a small shrug. He stepped aside and gestured for you to come in so you did. Layla was investigating the small space and Steven was staying close to your side. You could feel his fingers tapping the back of your hand, his silent request to interlock your fingers together, but you put your hands in your jacket pocket instead.

“This is your flat, Marc?” She asked and you were thankful someone finally spoke to break the tension.

“I’m Steven, actually.” He answered.

“And you live here with her?” She gestured to you.

“No.” You answered for yourself. “I stay a few blocks over.”

“It’s my mum’s flat, actually.” Steven defended.

“You guys are talking again?” She asked as she found one of the poetry books on his shelves.

They exchanged remarks about the French poet and the hieroglyphics on Steven’s desk. You watched quietly and were finding nothing that could indicate Steven was Marc. But then again, the one French poet he knew just so happened to be Layla’s favorite. And his explanation of hieroglyphs was the same as hers.

Was it possible?

While the two turned to argue about divorce papers and Steven’s identity, you were distracted by the unusual gym bag on the table. You glanced and saw them take their conversation to another side of the room so you went over to the bag. You were thankful it was already unzipped so you pulled the sides apart and were dumbfounded by what you saw.

Stacks of money, a gun, a golden bug, and a passport.

You were drawn to the document so you pulled it out quietly and opened it, seeing a different name printed on the page.

“Marc Spector.” You read to yourself and your heart came to a screeching halt in your chest.

“Who’s Marc?” You asked suddenly, drawing attention to yourself. You held up the passport expectantly.

“Oh, jeez, uh…” Steven rushed over, crumbling the divorce papers under his arm as he reached for the passport.

“No.” You held it further away. “Who are you?”

“C’mon, love. You know me.” He tried, almost desperate for you to be on his side.

“I don’t think I do.” You said sadly. “Who’s Marc? Is he your twin brother or something?”

“I don’t know.” He answered quickly.

“He is Marc and he needs to tell me if we’re getting this divorce or not.” Layla spoke up and snatched the papers from under Steven’s arm.

“You seem lovely, Layla, truly. But I’m not Marc Spector.” He insisted and you so badly wanted to believe him. “I’m Steven Grant and I work at a gift shop. Well, I used to work at a gift shop. I just want my life back.”

“Doesn’t seem like you know which life that is, do you?” You slammed the passport against his chest.

“Y/N, please wait.” He reached for your hand but you backed away.

You nearly ran down the hall to the elevator. You needed to get away. From Layla. From Steven or Marc or whoever the hell he was.

It felt like you didn’t know him anymore. A different name you could live with. A secret job, sure, you could get over that. But a wife? An entirely opposite personality? That shook your entire world, the very foundation of your relationship. You could justify the rest but the idea of him loving someone else so wholly and being someone else so entirely, it had you questioning everything you knew.

About him. About life and love. Even about yourself.

It made you wonder if you could walk away from it all. Say so long to the quiet london boy that stole your heart.

You were back in your apartment before you knew it and you leaned against the closed door for a moment once you were inside. Your head was spinning with the new situation and you decided you didn’t want to think about it. You pushed yourself up and headed to your fridge, picking out one of the cans you usually reserved for after dinner or nights you had friends over for drinks and movies. You took it into your room and got changed before dropping onto your couch.

You put your can on the side table and picked up the remote, flipping through channels until a familiar movie played. You let it run as background noise while you read your book and slipped your drink. But despite your best efforts, Steven was still present in your mind. When you were picturing the main male character, all you could picture was your boyfriend. One of the female characters started to look like Layla. It drove you insane.

You threw the book to the coffee table and dropped to your back across the cushions. You didn’t know how long you had been staring at your ceiling when someone knocked on your door. The first time the noise came, you didn’t move. Surely whoever it was would leave. But after a few seconds the knocking came again, with more authority than the first time. so you hauled yourself up and shuffled over.

Opening the door, you were greeted by the ghost of your boyfriend. For the most part, it was the same man. Same clothes and same facial features. But his dark curls were pushed out of his face. His posture stood taller and his shoulders pulled back.

It didn’t take long for you to recognize you weren’t looking at Steven.

You moved to close the door when his hand shot out to stop you. You tried leaning some of your body weight against the door but it hardly budged. You muttered a small complaint to yourself before stepping back and opening the door fully.

You stared at the imposter expectantly.

“Not gonna let me in?” He asked, gesturing slightly towards your apartment.

Even his voice was different. Missing the accent, deeper and fuller than Steven’s. Seeing the more mature sound come from your boyfriend’s face sent goosebumps across your skin.

“Why would I? I don’t know you.” You shrugged.

“C’mon, Y/N.” He groaned and ran a hand down his face. “You really wanna have this conversation in the hall?”

You sighed heavily and as if on cue, your nosy neighbor was leaving her apartment. You grabbed Marc’s jacket and pulled him in, giving the woman a quick wave and a tight smile. You heard her question who he was but you shut the door before having to answer. You stared at the door for a second to collect yourself before turning to face Marc, who had already made himself comfortable on your couch.

“Little early in the day for drinks, don’t you think?” He tried to joke and shook the empty can but you didn’t laugh.

“Well when I find out my boyfriend is married and absolutely not who I thought he was, I’m entitled to a spiked lemonade… Just be glad it isn’t the bottle of vodka in my freezer.” You countered, the words spilling faster than you could control them. “So who the hell are you this time?”

“My name’s Marc.” He began and you rolled your eyes. “Steven and I are…”

“Twins?” You tried your earlier guess. You just desperately wanted something simple for an explanation. A case of mistaken identity among twins was simple enough.

“No, not exactly.”

“But you are the one married to that girl, Layla, right?” You pressed.

“Yeah.” He nodded and a small smile crossed his lips. “Steven’s never met her till today.”

“Well…” You said awkwardly, coming a few steps closer. “She’s very pretty.”

He smiled a little wider for a second before he seemed to remember why he was there.

“Listen, I came here because I wanted to try and explain what I could to you.” He began carefully.

“Is Layla right then, Steven’s just an act?” You cut in sharply. “A fake name so you can lead a life away from her? Because it seems to me that that woman loves you. Why she would is baffling to me and why you would divorce her is even more ludacris.”

“He’s not an act and he’s not fake.” He seemed to flinch at the last word. “Maybe he’s not all that real, either. It’s…” He blew out a heavy sigh. “It’s complicated, Y/N/N.”

“Don’t you dare.” You said tightly, closing the distance to put yourself in front of Marc. “You’ve existed to me for all of ten minutes. You have no right to call me that.”

“You’re right.” His hands went up in surrender. “I’m sorry.”

“How do you know about that anyway?”

“I know pretty much everything about Steven’s life.” He shrugged innocently. “You, the gift shop, his really shitty boss. I know what bus he takes, that goddamn fish. Jesus, I even know what underwear brand he wears.”

“How? Why? I just-“ You groaned and pushed your hands into your hair. “What the hell is going on, Marc?”

“Sometimes…” He spoke carefully, as if he was treading around land mines. “There were a few nights when you would come to Steven’s, or walking back to his place after work, it wouldn’t be him… He wouldn’t take over in time and it would be me. Kinda got to know you through that.”

“Oh my god.” You said quietly, your hand covering your mouth as you sunk into the chair beside you. “When he would be super quiet and just nodding or making little humming noises…”

“Yeah…” He hesitantly agreed, clearly embarrassed. “I tried to kind of push him forward but- I don’t know how this shit works, Y/N. I’m just living with it at this point.”

“So… You’re Marc and he’s Steven, but you’re also the same?” You questioned as the information tried to sink in. “Like you two are-“ You interlocked your fingers together.

“Same body, different people.” He nodded. “I know it’s a lot but don’t.. Don’t leave him over this.”

“Leave him?” Your brows furrowed and you almost laughed. “I’m not gonna leave him over this.”

“Really?” His brows raised quizzically. “Cause it didn’t seem that way when you walked out.”

“I can handle personalities, I think. It’s the marriage that’s a problem.”

“To be fair, it’s my marriage.” He offered. “Like I said, he never knew her.”

“I just need a day or two to let it process.” You confessed. “And I think you need a day or two to figure out things with Layla.”

“Yeah, probably right.”

“And if you two work it out, me and Layla are gonna have to figure out an arrangement.”

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moonknixght · 1 month

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Fooling Steven Grant HCs [afab reader]

CRAZY CONCEPT but just hear me out wc: 760

⋆ The whole thing started the night Steven came over after an extra shift-- to see you peeling off a transparent mask that stuck to your skin. Naturally, It didn't look like a face mask, but instead more like an actual layer of skin.

⋆ Obviously Steven isn't dumb enough to think that it's actually your skin…

"Does this brand of mask hurt when you're removing it?"

Unless….

⋆ ..Unless you've seen countless trends of people playfully gaslighting their boyfriends about 'shedding' after periods. And obviously, this was too good of an opportunity to give up.

⋆ "What mask?"

"Th-? The one you're taking off right now, love."

"Steven… that's not a mask.."

"Wh-"

"It's skin! I'm doing my monthly shedding."

⋆ Oh the confusion in his face was palpable. At first it was like, 'You're joking, right?' kind of bewilderment, denoted by the dopey smile on his face while his brows knitted in confusion.

⋆ but that declined into actual confusion and surprise when he noticed your expressions didn't have any sign of goofing off. Only you were aware of the struggle of holding it together.

⋆ "Girls don't.. shed.. do they?"

"They do, Steven."

⋆ You could almost feel bad for him. But your reassurance kinda made him back off for a bit and retreat back into the bedroom. You were disappointed that he didn't have a crazy reaction.

⋆ But boy were you in for a treat when you came back to the bedroom. Of course, Steven, was obsessively scrolling through his phone, eyes concentrated on the headlines but as soon as he noticed you step in..

⋆ "Doesn't say anythin’ about shedding, does it? No."

He sooo proudly showed off the phone screen to you, but you already saw this coming. You knew Steven like the back of your hand, of course he was going to try sass you.

⋆ "Yeah.. that's because it's a secret. We don't really say it to all men. Because of like.. the salem witch trials. Imagine if everyone found out that women can shed skin like a snake."

⋆ He was going to call it ridiculous, but you somehow made sense, in a very, very odd way. But That didn't mean he was completely going to trust you on this yet, even if he loved you to the end of the world.

⋆ "But what about the men that know? Like.. me."

⋆ "Think about it Steven, I wouldn't be making this so obvious if I didn't trust you enough to hold this huge secret." (that was the first truth in a bed of lies, you did trust Steven with alot of things)

⋆ The best part was that you can see his brain short-circuiting. Steven is one of the most smartest people you know, so seeing such moments is very very special

⋆ Now the thing is, practically, he has small social circle, Which means the people he can ask this to is also minute. Obviously he cant ask this to Donna!

⋆ He's tried Marc but Marc is kinda gullible, the moment he broke this to him, Marc believed it because it wouldn't make sense why you'd lie?

⋆ Surely Jake can help! He's been involved with many women before, right? That's what he claimed. Anyways, Jake admits that it's true. Because god forbid Jake loses a chance to fuck with Steven

⋆ Layla came around the other day, and his mistake was asking her right infront of you. All you had to do was to show Layla the 'look' behind Steven's back, and she caught on easily

⋆ "You told him?" Layla said, just as Steven noticed that she was looking at you

⋆ but that was the nail in the coffin; Steven actually believed that women shed their skin

⋆ It was a quiet month after that incident, that even you forgot about it; until you got your period again and by the end of the week, he actually showed up with moisturizers and sweets because "It looked like it hurt to peel a layer of yourself off" :(

⋆ Steven, your sweet summer child, had bought you care products because he actually believed what you said

⋆ Obviously after that, you let him in on the actual secret that it was just a transparent mask sheet and his immediate reaction was rejoicing that he was right

"I wasn't going crazy then!! Women don't shed!!"

⋆ The absurdity of that sentence was just amazing, that you couldn't help but laugh and subsequently, it makes him laugh too

⋆ Ending the night (and this horrendous lie) by sharing the chocolate Steven bought and talking about it together is most definitely a welcome conclusion <33

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ivystoryweaver · 7 months

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ehehe which moon boy do u think is the most ticklish 😆 i feel like its marc and he gets so wound up when you threaten him with a tickle lmao

Ooooh ok. I concur.

Marc Spector is Ticklish

Marc is definitely your grumpy eagle muppet.

He can get the grumps for like the tiniest reason. Like trying to use a can opener

Steven takes the cake - believe it or not - for foulest language. But Marc will make the grumpiest huffs and puffs around the kitchen or bathroom.

It doesn’t help that he’s a neat freak. One. Single. Coffee ground spills and there he goes: grumble grumble

So one day you sneak up behind him and trace your fingers lightly over his back, goosing his ribs.

He jumps a mile and laughs out.

The coffee spills and you’re sure he’s going to be affectionately pissed. (That’s what you call it when he doesn’t want to hear you use the word “grumpy” one more damn time.)

But he laughs.

You’re enchanted. You do it again and he jerks away.

”Stop it,” he huffs, shrugging you off. “That tickles.”

Your mouth drops open. “Babe…are you ticklish?”

“No.” He attempts his absolute grumpiest face, but you attack his soft tummy with your fingers.

He can fight you off if he really wants or needs to. But he’s laughing. The sound of it makes your heart soar.

The next time he’s at his absolute most serious, complaining about something Very Important™, you wiggle your fingers threateningly, inching closer.

”Don’t,” he attempts in his most stern voice, but the corner of his mouth is already curling. “No, baby, don’t.”

You always do.

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luke-o-lophus · 2 years

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You know what? I love that Marc didn't immediately jump off the ship and run after Steven when he fell. I love that we know Marc walking into potentially being a sandstone statue forever was a conscious decision. I love that Marc saw what happened to Steven when he fell, and still chose to go. That he made that decision after Taweret's warnings. I love that it wasn't a split second panicked impulse.

So many of Marc's decisions in life were under pressure, stress, manipulation. But here, in this moment, he was peaceful. He had all the calm he could dream of in the field of reeds, and he chose to go after Steven. He made a decision by himself, for himself.

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soulsforsales · 6 months

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Imagine Marc pillow fighting with the reader on their bed and he gets a bit too carried away (because Marc never really got the chance to do stupid things like this in his childhood and has no idea how fun it can be) and hits the reader a bit too hard which makes them tip over the bed and fall on the ground with a loud thump. It scares the hell out of Marc and the horrible thoughts and fear of hurting the one he loves come rushing back to him and he's just like, 'I'm sorry, babe, I am so sorry. I didn't think of your strength as mine. Are you hurt? Babe?' But the reader ends up laughing until their stomach hurts and tells Marc it was fun. And Marc? He has never felt better.

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vampirzina · 3 months

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Hi! Can you do the pet headcannon thing with the moonknight system with a hedgehog, rabbit, or fish? Because I have all three! ♥️

warning(s): gn pronouns, spikes, fluff, sfw, established relationship, mdni

notes: an old request. it will be answered now .. 🤍

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Someone like Marc Spector wouldn’t have much of a reaction, at first.

— A rabbit and fish, fine. As long as they aren’t too clingy, he can deal with it.

— He may pay more attention to the kinder and more unassuming of your trio, the rabbit, but it’s not much more attention than he gives you. It’s more of fleeting affectionate moments between them.

— But when your hedgehog becomes rather picky and seems totally averse to his touch, he leaves them alone and doesn’t try. However, if they bite, he’d complain to you about it.

“I can’t not tell them to bite. It’s probably because you keep ignoring them,” you stated rather annoyedly. “Why don’t you try and be nice?”

— Helping him befriend your hedgehog was actually… Endearing, in a way. But he still doesn’t go looking for them on his own (he likes your rabbit more, and although he doesn’t say so, it’s obvious).

— After a long day, if you so happen not to be there or away, he finds comfort in your rabbit the most.

Steven Grant is more attentive than his peers, and he gets along fast with your pets.

— Obviously, he’s more into your fish. If they’re not an aggressive breed, he thinks they could make a good friend for Gus and offers to move them in with each other. Your fish is never not spoiled, having just as many nice things as Gus.

— Your fish is the first thing he checks on when you both come home, and the last thing he checks on when he leaves.

— He’s okay with your rabbit, and if you looked hard enough, there’s a resemblance in them. Still, he lets them relax on his lap as he’s looking over something some nights.

— As for your hedgehog, he’s nice to them, but their adamance on avoiding him when he’s next to you is a little saddening. He retracts his hand at the slightest flare of spikes.

— Unlike Marc, he doesn’t need you to tell him to make an effort to befriend them. He apologizes to your “Gus,” who is used to his attention, to focus on making the hedgehog comfortable enough.

— Treats them like a baby, honestly. You’d come home one day to a balled up hedgehog napping on him

“Home late, aren’t you,” he didn’t need to look up from his flip phone as he mashes at the buttons, arms caging the resting ball of spikes on his lap. “How was work?”

— He’d be lying if he said he loved them all equally, but his bond with your rabbit and hedgehog have tripled.

Jake Lockley wouldn’t pursue it, at first.

— He would eye them as the ones with feet would patter around, and he’s become warier of where he steps, especially because of the hedgehog.

— He’d be standing in the kitchen when they nipped at his ankle, and when he’d curse at the pinch, he wouldn’t become upset with them per se, but he’d frustratedly keep his ankles off the floor.

— He’d maintain a sort of roommate-like relationship with them, for the most part. The way he’d bond with them, over time, would actually be because he’d take the hedgehogs shedded spike and poke you with it.

A swift hand comes to slap your partner at the sudden sharp poke. Jake laughs when you give him a scowl.

“Throw that away. Matter of fact,” you grumbled, but you sat up anyway to snatch it from him. “Give it to me.”

— He’d come to like your hedgehog the most out of all your pets. Your rabbit was a rabbit, fine, and your fish swam and did things; but none of them had the potential to tease and pester you like your hedgehog.

— He calls them by a different name than what you named them, and you reckon if you didn’t keep an eye on him, he’d have your hedgehog for himself.

— It’s definitely become one of his favorite animals.

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heartsfromjeanee · 2 years

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How the Moonboys Act at the Beach HC

A/N: I took a day trip to the beach today and couldn’t help but write some hc’s while I was there!

Steven

- let me begin by saying this man has everything prepared before you guys leave

- he triple checks the bags as he definitely over worries that something will be left behind

- and once you get to the beach you realize how much extra stuff he bought just to make sure you have a good time

- anything you could possibly think of bringing to the beach he’s got

- extra towels, umbrellas, a speaker, loads of snacks, and even a bucket to collect seashells in

- when it come to actually going in the water, i think he prefers the water to be more calm, so if it’s rough, he’ll probably prefer to staying near the shore, just letting the water graze his feet (but if you beg him enough, he’ll cave in and go further into the water)

- he also puts the bucket to good use when he goes to collect seashells

- when he comes to show you every seashell he found your very impressed because he’s incredible at finishing the most unique seashells you’ve ever seen

Marc

- Marc LOVES the beach

- he’s probably the one who asks you to go with him to begin with

- whether the water is rough or calm, once he gets there he’s jumping inside

- he’s always beckoning you to join him

- and if u don’t come right away you bet he’ll race his ass over to you, pick you up bridal style, and toss you into the water with him

- He’s a absolute maniac

- he’ll be like “(y/n)! Look look at me! Watch this!” while he does a lil front flip into the water

- he comes up to the surface all proud of himself too

- it’s honestly really cute

- he would 1000% spend all day in the water

- you have to literally drag him out of it

- though afterward he takes the both of you to go get ice cream :)

Jake

- honestly I think Jake likes the beach the least out of the three of them

- I believe that he’s not a great swimmer/ just doesn’t know how to swim

- so he’s very hesitant when you first asked him if he would go with you

- but of course he can’t say no to you, so for you, he goes

- The only thing he’ll bring with him is a beach chair, speaker, and a cooler full of snacks and beer

- The closest the water get to him is if it reaches out far enough to touch his toes

- He loves watching you jump in the water though

- also refuses to put sunscreen on

- Claims that “his skin is tough” and that “it can handle the sun”

- then proceeds to complain all the way on the ride home on how burnt his arms and shoulder are

- stops complaining when you offer to give him a massage with aloevera when you get home

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ninebluehearts · 2 years

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Mr and Mrs. Moon Knight

Requested by: @lovingblueheart23 ☺💕

("Telling someone we're with our husband near the boys to see their reaction 😆 Like calling them husband")

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Marc: You're walking around downtown with Marc, just enjoying the warm weather and doing some shopping for your new apartment. As you're checking out at one of the stores, you notice how the cashier is flirting with Marc. Right in front of you.

So, you reach over and grab one of the t-shirts Marc was was buying and held it up. "Excuse me, I forgot, but my husband wanted to know if this came in a different color? Preferably red." You ground out, trying to sound as nice as possible.

Marc reached over and grabbed your hand, gently squeezing it. "Babe, I told you, that color is fine." He said with a grin, shaking his head as he looked back at the cashier. "Sorry, my wife can be a bit forgetful sometimes."

Steven: It had been a lazy day at the flat. You and Steven had spent the day curled up on the couch, watching reruns of old movies/shows, like Dracula or The Addams Family show. Neither one of you wanted to get up to cook, so you both agreed on ordering pizza.

"Babe, what kind of toppings do you want?" You asked Steven, holding the phone away from you.

"Whatever you want is fine, love. Just make sure you get breadsticks."

So you nodded and told the guy you wanted to do a pepperoni and black olive pizza. And when he asked if you wanted anything else, you just grinned and said. "Oh yeah, my husband would some bread sticks, please." And when you looked over, Steven was just staring at you, obviously not knowing what to do with himself.

After you hung up, he reached over and gently took your hand, rubbing the back with his thumb. "Love? I-I think you may have made a mistake. You told him that I was your husband." He seemed even more confused when you started laughing.

"Oh, my bad. I guess we're gonna have to get married now." You said with a wink, leaning over to kiss his blushing cheeks.

Jake: You were sitting at a bar waiting for the drinks you ordered for yourself and Jake, when you felt an unfamiliar hand on your shoulder. You turned around to find a tall, kinda handsome man standing right behind you.

"Hey, baby. The name's Chad. And yours?" He asked, flicking his dark brown hair to the side.

"Um-" but before you could respond, you felt a familiar hand on your lower back, pulling you closer.

"Can I help you?" Jake asked the man, a slight growl in his tone.

Chad crossed his arms, letting out a small scoff. "Who's this?" He asked, all kinds of audacity in his voice.

"Well Chad, this is my husband Jake." The hand on your lower back tensed for a moment, then moved over to your hip, gently gripping it.

"Sí, so you better leave mi esposa alone, amigo." Jake said as he leaned down and kissed your head, pulling you towards the door with a giant grin on his face. "Don't worry mi amor, your esposo will take you somewhere else for drinks."

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ashestospace · 2 years

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Steven: oh darn

Marc: oh fuck

Jake full on puertorican mood: EEEEAAHHH pueñññetaaaaa maba bicho no puede ser-

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avatar-of-procrastination · 2 months

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Celebrating Valentines with the moon boys

A.N: HELLO PEEPS I HAVE BEEN RESURRECTED what better way to celebrate my return than by a small hc about my baby moonboys and how theyd reach to celebrating valentines?!

enjoy this as i write it at 2 am, well past valentine but who cares eheheehhe

(English isnt my first language. Please pardon any grammatical/spelling mistakes. Gifs not mine)

[ pls ignore all spelling mistakes and capitalization issues i'll fix it later i promise 😭😭😭 ]

Steven

while he may very well be the definition of a nervous wreck, he'd definitely be the type of person to remember your favourite flowers and chocolates and buy the largest possible set of both. top it off with a personal letter in which he confesses just how good you make him feel. steven would be the person to make you feel loved for yourself, never having to put on a facade for him, because he loves you more than you could ever love yourself. he's shocked when you cry at the words and you guys end up cuddling the rest of the night, with one arm around you and the other gently stroking your hair, whispering 'i love you' until you fall asleep.

once he's sure youre asleep, he'd snuggle into you, holing you tightly and recount every moment he's been grateful to have you for

Marc

as we all know marc is a true baby at heart. he'd be the kind of person to not make valentines a big deal but the moment he sees you pouting he'd turn the world upside down. not even khonshu would be able to calm him down. once you tell him that in fact you do want him to pamper you on valentines, hed go to pull all the stops. make it the best valentines youve ever had.. first up is a lovely breakfast in bed, with pancakes and strawberries and chocolate syrup overloaded. then he'd take you out for a picnic in the flower fields where you make a bouquet for him and he almost starts crying at the gesture (because why in the world would someone with a right mind ever do something so sweet for a mercenary?). the next stop was a romantic movie date that was being re-played in the theaters, followed by stargazing at night.

you were full of love and adoration for your man and the efforts he took to keep a smile on your face.

"all the stars in the sky couldnt compare to the love i hold for you, marc"

hed start crying, because he's new to being loved. its a foreign feeling but one he cherishes the most. he'd thank all the gods above for bringing you into his life

Jake

we all know he's a little shit. the more you'd hint him to treat you on valentines, the more dumb he'd act. ("valentines??? whats that???") to a point where youd start pouting and sticking your tongue out at him. cut to valentines and you thought he'd surprise you and all of the acting dumb was just to irk you. but when he actually has nothing planned it pisses you off. youd be sulky and bratty and purposefully get on his nerves too (*cough* no bra in the house *cough*)

turns out there was a surprise for you. one of the most hottest and filthiest nights you couldve ever imagined. rest assured there was no way youd be able to go out in public because a) your legs wouldnt move and b) with the amount of hickeys you had someone would thing youre being abused 😭😭

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