#in a steven voice 'idk what im doing??!'

[bammtoris]

Jake fronts for a full day

#what is this??? #pls take my tablet away #moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #in a steven voice 'idk what im doing??!' #my art #bammtori draws

[luvrxbunny]

God I feel so dirty requesting this off anon lmao- may I have some titty worship with the moon boys? Any one of them will do, I don't mind :) I hope this request is ok!!!

a/n: im sorry this took so long bb also idk if this is what u wanted I'm sorry i tried!!

hershey's kisses

pairing: Steven Grant x f!reader and Marc Spector x f!reader

summary: You stumble upon a wonderful secret

warnings: 18+ MDNI, cum in pants, oral (m receiving), nipple play(?)

wc: 1.4k

a/n: it's called hershey's kisses cus that's what oscar isaacs nipples remind me of also sorry abt the gumdrop thing lmao

Steven Grant - 0.8k

You have him laid out on the couch, whatever movie that was playing is long forgotten about and he’s whining your name beautifully, a little symphony just for your ears as you suck his sensitive bud into your mouth. “Sto- The movie, baby. We-” His head falls back again as you scrape your teeth over the skin gently. 

You were just playing with the hem of his shirt when this all started, but Steven had to go and be all squirmy about it so of course you ventured further. You trailed your hand up his abs, listening to how his breathing sped up the closer you got to his pecks. He let out the most satisfying moan when you pinched his nipples between your fingers. So obviously you had to up the sensations. You backed him up until he was laying down for you and being the good boy he is, his legs instantly spread to make room for you between them. You shimmied yourself up his body until his chocolate kisses were level with your eager lips. 

His back arched beautifully, pushing his chest further into your lips as he tried to hold his moans in. “Stop it, get-- get off.” You pause for a moment looking up. His fingers are digging into the fabric of the couch as you kiss all over him. Your hand comes up to make sure both nipples are getting enough attention before diverting your gaze to his face. 

His eyes are shut tight but you can tell they’re rolled back behind his lids. His hips are thrusting ever so slightly, gaining ghostlike friction for his rapidly hardening cock. You’re sat between his legs but not close enough for him to grind against you and it's the most annoying thing he’s ever experienced. “Please I can’t--” He cuts himself off with another gasp and his hands come to grip your shoulders, a warning of sorts but he does nothing to pull you away. You bite and suck at his nipple like you’re trying to leave a hickey over it. 

“More--” His voice is broken, every word coming out as a raspy gasp. You stop your assault and look up at him with a deviously innocent smile. “What, baby?” You ask him with the sweetest voice you can conjure. “What do you need?” You watch his adam’s apple bob as he tries to hold in his whines of frustration. 

“I need more.” He sounds like he could cry, so after watching him squirm, you give in. Your hand comes to cup the bulge in his pants and he reacts instantly. A pathetic moan slips from his lips as his hips press themselves into your hand as roughly as he can, shaking and whimpering as he does. 

You admire the sight for a bit before bringing your attention back to his nipples, earning yourself a cut of moan of “Oh! F--” His hips stutter against your palm in their pace. His lips are pursed shut, giving you ragged little hums of what his moans should be and you have to bring your other hand up to grab his jaw, force his mouth open to hear them. They come pouring out of his mouth, more debauched than before, they’re barely moans at this point, more like shouts of pleasure. 

You feel bad for assaulting him like this. He’s probably never had anyone pay this much attention to his nipples before but they're so soft, smooth, perfect in your mouth, and you get the bonus of hearing his angelic sounds above you, so why would you stop? 

You have to pull your mouth away from him within the next minute because one of his hands grabs your wrist that's holding his jaw in a way that's more than a little warning, it's a frantic and desperate grip. You look up instantly, worried that maybe you were gripping him too tightly but when your eyes land on his face you're met with someone you hadn’t even considered. 

His eyes are rolled back, deep into his head, his mouth is open wide, his plush lips trembling as he moans silently and his hips bucking gently into your hand as he fills his pants. His eyebrows pull tauter the longer he’s cumming, it’s knocked all the breath from his lungs and his face is turning a bit red. You’ve been entranced with him since you laid your eyes on his beautiful face but now you’re getting a little worried. 

You lean into his ear and whisper gently, not wanting to startle him. “Breathe, baby” and thankfully that seems to do the trick, all his groans and whines shoot from his mouth as his eyes come forward and shut tightly, he leans into you for comfort and you instantly wrap all your free limbs around him, and your hand still massaging his spent cock as he shakes in your hold. 

Marc Spector - 0.6k

You’ve been on your knees in front of Marc for around fifteen minutes and your knees are starting to hurt. He’s groaning gently above you but it doesn't sound like he's anywhere near close. It sounds like he’s just soaking in the pleasure your mouth is giving him, relishing it, losing himself in it, but the carpet is digging into your skin, and your jaw is getting so sore you're afraid it’ll be stuck open by the time he’s done. So you start roaming your hands around his body, scratching his thighs lightly and feeling them jump. You’re trying to figure out anything you can do to speed up this process.

His sounds get a bit more frequent, a little more breathy as you work your way to his hips, just admiring his body, his smooth, soft skin. Your hands can feel his stomach tensing as you slide up to his chest. His moans have died down a bit, sounding more like they're stuck in his throat as you rub over his body. His hips are beginning to grind further into your mouth, nudging down your throat as you reach his pecs. 

His mouth finally opens again and a gasp flies out as your fingers pinch down on his nipples gently. You meant it as a playful little gesture, something he does when he's going down on you but the gasp is telling as to how he feels about the action. 

Your thumbs press into his nipples a little roughly to get his hips to buck again. “S- Baby--!” You can hear him struggling above you, choking on air and your eyes open to see his hands clutching the bedsheets like his life depends on it. His cock is twitching more frantically in your mouth the longer you tease his gumdrops. 

Marc is losing his mind above you. He’s never ventured over his body like this, whenever he’s getting himself off, all he needs is the thought of you, he doesn’t need all this. But of course, you’d be the one to give it to him. His eyes are shut as tightly as he can, his fingers digging into the mattress as he tries not to melt into your mouth. All his thoughts are clouding, he can’t think about anything aside from how perfectly you're touching him. How when you saw the stress in his face, you instantly got on your knees to make him feel better. Fuck. 

He wants to last and relish in the romance of how you’ll serve him but you know him too well. You haven’t stopped assaulting his nipples since you found them. He can feel you please hums over his cock and heat is pooling at the base of his stomach, sliding down and warming his balls as he feels your lips pull into a small smirk. 

He can’t help the broken whimper that falls from his lips and his entire body seizes as his dick explodes down your throat. His entire body flashes with heat and all he can see is white. He feels all the hairs on his body stand, alert to every sensation you're giving him. He can hear your moans over his cock, he can imagine that beautiful look of bliss you always have when his balls feed you like this. When he floods your mouth for so long you have no choice but to drink it all, he can feel himself shaking in your grasp, your thumbs still dutifully circling his chest in a way that has him arching into you embarrassingly, trying to prolong the immense pleasure you elicit.

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[archie-sunshine]

do u have voice claims for jak n pandora or like descriptions of what their voices should sound like?

OKAY SO IM REALLY REALLY BAD AT VOICE CLAIMS- BUT- I think ive got them now, after a bit of poking around

JAK- Okay so I think that JAK sounds like a slightly digitized, slightly deeper Kristofferson from Fantastic Mr. Fox.

Pandora- Pandora is a little harder to nail down, she's sort of straddling the line between a few different characters and vibes, I think pandora is somewhere between pearl and peridot from steven universe with significantly more enthusiasm. idk if thats helpful or not- ??

BUT YAH! those are my loooose ideas of what i think they would sound like.

#archie answers #my art #my ocs #JAK #pandora #circua #circua prime

[lunar-knight84]

BACK TO BLACK

Cheater Marc Spector x reader, Steven grant x reader

Summary: you and Marc had an amazing relationship but suddenly he leaves without a word. What happens when you meet one of his alters years into your new life and he finally tells you the truth about the past and present ? What happens when everything is left unsaid and yet you feel something new in your heart for that special alter that you met?

N/A: this may be really bad i'm in my feelings and this is what came out lmao. This also took me a long ass time and idk how it is. I’m sorry if it’s terrible! Also feel free to leave a comment!

warning/stuff inside: the use of the word girl/girlfriend and she/her pronouns, Angst, not an accurate representation of DID, OOC, not proof read, Let me know if I missed anything!

You-red

Steven-purple

Marc-blue

Kind of inspired by the song back to black by amy winehouse

When you first marc you truly thought he was a free single man. The way he lifted you up in his arms that night and kissed you with such passion it felt like he was single and ready to take on the world with you. So of course when he asked you out on a date you said yes, of course you said yes when he said he could only call late at night. Of course you didn't mind when he told you he could only go to your place on random days while you could never go to his place. You were in love with marc…blinded with love I guess you can say. One day Marc just stopped seeing you. Completely. You called and texted him wondering where he was or what you could have done to upset him. You waited and waited till finally you gave up…your tears finally dried and you decided to live a new life in london. That was a few years ago and now you work as a bounty hunter in london, you have completely started a new life without Marc but never forgetting the scar that he cut deep in your heart. You were currently on your way to a museum that was filled with Egyptian artifacts and history, which honestly made you kind of excited. Of Course you were there for a specific reason, which was to stalk your bounty who was going to take a tour of the museum. As you walked into the museum you found your bounty and began taking the tour while watching your victim closely. You eyes watched but also looked around at the museum as you took in all of the artifacts and history. You stop in your tracks as you see a familiar and heart crushing locks of curls standing away from you in the gift shop. You can feel your heart beating in your ears like a drum as you walk up to the gift shop and grab a random candy placing it on the counter as you look at the cashier. The cashier looks at you and greets you in a British accent ¨well hello! Im steven! What can I do for you today?¨ he says with a smile as you continue to stare at those familiar romantic brown eyes. The eyes that would stare at you in between your legs, the eyes that you saw making you dinner on tired nights, the eyes that left you… alone and heartbroken. ¨uh miss are you okay?¨ Steven asks you curious and a bit nervous as to why you're staring at him. You swallow hard as you slide the candy over to him and give him 3.87 pounds as you continue to stare at him. Steven is nervous but as he looks down to put the cash away marc calls him from the reflected surface of a mirror nearby ¨ Steven do not talk to that woman…you need to just give her the candy and then leave¨. Steven looks at Marc confused as you suddenly speak ¨you said your name is steven? Is that correct?¨ Your eyes are blank and your voice is low and alluring as you speak to steven. Steven just nod as his nerves are getting to him as he hands you the candy. ¨well then steven… you must have a twin cause i used to know a fellow name marc who looks exactly like ya …you seen him lately..¨ you say as you stare down steven determined to figure out what the hell is going on. Steven tenses as you mention Marc as he stutters when he speaks ¨h- how do you know marc?¨. Marc calls out again in a stern but worried tone ¨ Steven dont… you dont need to know.. Stop talking to her!¨. You smirk as you lean forward ¨oh..he's just…an old friend..¨ you say as if the words are like honey on your tongue. Steven hears your words and is unsure of what to say next as he turns to you but before he can speak you give him your phone number. ¨heres my number steven…let me know when marc is around… tell him an old friend wants to speak to him.. Bye now..¨ you say as you walk away leaving Steven unsure about his feelings while marc is suddenly silent. That night Steven calls you. ¨ h-hello?..¨ he says nervously ¨hi steven…have you finally reached marc for me?¨ you say gently. ¨how do you know marc?...¨ he asks again a bit more strongly as he is determined to figure out how you know marc. You chuckle ¨he's an old friend…¨ you say slowly.

¨what does that mean?¨ Steven asks, unsure of how to proceed as Marc suddenly speaks to him from another mirror in Steven's home. ¨ dont steven…stop before you make this worse..¨ Marc says urgently, steven only moves the mirror away, dead set on figuring out who you are exactly. ¨it means what it means steven… now let me talk to marc..he must be near you if you called me¨ you say a bit annoyed. Steven chuckles a bit and mumbles ¨if only you knew…¨ . ¨what do you mean?¨ you asked confused ¨first you tell me who you are then i'll let you speak to marc¨ he says. You sigh as you say ¨i was marcs girlfriend? I guess you can say girlfriend but it was more of me being his entertainment…¨ you say with a bit of anger. ¨wait what?... Marc had a wife..well ex wife now..¨ Steven says deeply confused as it's only silence on your side of the call. Soon steven hears a laugh ¨the fucker was using me to cheat? Fuck! I guess I should've known..¨ you say in a surprised but hurt tone. Steven went quiet as he was unsure of what to say as he heard your voice again ¨who are you steven? Are you marc and have you just been fucking with me?¨ you say with anger as your voice is harsh. Steven panics as he quickly says ¨no no i'm not marc! You see we have DID.. which means i'm another personality of Marc’s …¨ steven says nervously as he just hears another round of silence from you. He finally hears you sigh as you say ¨i see…so can marc hear me and everything? I'm sorry if that's a rude question. I don't know how all of this works…¨ you say gently and with a hint of kindness. Steven smiles a bit being appreciative that you're worried that you're offending him by asking your question ¨he can hear you and don't worry it's okay to ask..it's better then just assuming.¨ he says gently. ¨i see…well steven did he tell you about us…like me and him?..¨ you say a bit nervously. “No he didn’t…he just told me about his ex wife…” Steven says with a slightly nervous tone “well would you like to know about me and Marc…” you say in a whisper as if the words were too much. “Steven, stop talking to her…you don’t want to know!” Marc says from another reflective surface as Steven ignores him and instead says “yes tell me…about you and Marc…”. You sigh “when I first met Marc I didn’t know he was married at all…back then I really thought it was just me and him…and yeah there was some weird stuff like he wouldn’t let me go to his place and such but i guess I was blinded by love that i didn’t really care to see any of that strangeness…” you say with your tone changing into a subtle sadness. You continued on “one day Marc just stopped…he stopped coming by, he stopped texting me, calling me, he stopped everything…”. “I’m sorry…” Steven says unsure of what else to say as Marc had gone quiet. “I truly did believe It was me and marc…” you said quietly. Steven sighed he was unsure of what to say as you cut him off before he could say anything “look Steven…it's fine” you hang up quickly leaving Steven with his head filled with confusion and silence from marc.

A few days passed and Steven couldn't get you out of his head. Marc had not spoken to him either and after learning what he did to you and his ex wife, Steven did fully believe that Marc would do that. Steven decided that he would have a chat with Marc and get all of this sorted out once and for all. ¨ Marc, can you hear me?¨ Steven said as he stared at the bathroom mirror waiting for marc. ̈ Marc, come on, we have to talk about this mate…¨ Steven said hoping Marc would finally show. A few minutes passed and Steven was about to give up when Marc finally spoke ¨you had no right doing that…¨ he said obviously upset. Steven turned to Marc in the mirror ¨I had no right? You're off your rocker for saying that! You had no right cheating on your wife with that girl! That poor girl had absolutely no idea that you were married and then you got up and left her?! Not to mention your poor bloody wife-¨ ¨ Steven shut the hell up!¨ Marc says loudly as Steven listens to him. ¨you don't understand-¨ ¨well then help me understand mate cause it seems you broke that poor girl's heart along with your wife… did she even know?¨ Steven asks while cutting Marc off. Marc sighs ¨of course she didnt fucking know steven…look…that poor girl your talking about her name is Y/N..and i loved her…I may still even love her…” Steven chuckles as he cuts marc off again ¨you love Y/N and yet you were still with your wife you wanker!¨ Steven says getting upset. ¨ Steven if you let me explain-¨ ¨no you're going to talk to Y/N tomorrow and explain all this bloody mess to her¨ Steven says as his tone is full of anger. Marc just sighs ¨fine steven..fine¨ he says with a frustrated tone as he leaves steven alone in his flat. The next day comes and You receive a message from Steven to meet him in front of the museum and that Marc will talk to you. You begrudgingly get out of bed and start yo get ready for the emotional storm that you were about to head into. You soon make it to the museum and see Steven standing there as you go up to him. ¨hey steven…so um…i don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything but how will i speak to marc?¨ you say gently and a bit nervously. ¨Oh we just switch out from the front..but before i give control to marc…just know everything is going to be okay..¨ Steven says gently and with a reassuring smile. You felt a bit of heat coming to your cheeks as you saw Stevens smile. Steven is different then Marc but yet that smile will always bring warmth to your cheeks as your lips curl up in a small smile ¨ thank you steven…¨ you say gently as you rest your hand on his arm gently.

You soon see his light and cheerful demeanor change into a tense and guarded demeanor as his face becomes tighter and his smile fades into a frown. ¨uh steven you okay?...¨ You say gently, a bit worried about what happened as you remove your hand from his arm. ¨Y/N…¨ was all he said as that chicagoan accent stopped your breathing as you immediately knew who you were with. ¨marc…¨ you said softly. You both just stared at each other unsure of what to say. You finally say “what the fuck Marc…” as you feel your rage take over your initial surprise. Marc just stayed silent, which only seems to anger you more. “You were using me to cheat on your damn wife and you made me believe that we were actually gonna be something together…do you realize how fucked uo this all is…and not make matters worse I met Steven and he ended actually making me feel better about the gaping hole you left in my heart.” You say angrily as you are dangerously close to him. Marc still was silent. “What the hell marc are you gonna fucking talk to me or are you gonna be silent…” you say annoyed. Marc looks at you…with those same romantic eyes…as you feel your knees weaken just by looking at them. “I’m sorry…” he said very softly. You look at him with all the hurt you’ve kept inside after he left you. “ you don’t understand what I have felt for years without you Marc….you don’t the anger the sadness the foolish hope that you’ll come back…and now all of this…” I say with a frustrated sigh “I don’t know what to do in this this situation….”I say conflicted. Marc just stood silently as his demeanor changed again to Steven’s light and relaxed demeanor. “Zoey?…” Steven asked carefully. You look at Steven again and give out a angry growl. “What the fuck! What the fuck Marc! Why won’t you talk to me!” You say with tears as you yell at Steven seemingly forgetting that he was Steven. Soon you felt warmth spread as you realized Steven was hugging you. As soon as you feel Steven’s warm safe embrace you just let out all the unknown tears you had for years as you cling onto him as if he was your only hope. You felt your heart beating again…it seemed it was beating for Steven…or was it beating for Marc? You were unsure…all you knew was that Steven grant gave the Best hugs.

#moonknight x reader #moon knight #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #I’m trying on this fanfic yall #x reader #Spotify

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 62

shimmy shimmy anon - How about this, if Marc and y/n were to get into a fight, and Marc takes away her phone, y/n has an attitude, and Marc has had enough of it and snaps, idk mean like lashing out on her, I mean like raising his hands in the air and being all extra n shit, and when he raises his hands to go off and rant, y/n flights pretty bad, and before he goes off on a rant, he looks at her, and thinks about his mom, immediately stops, walks over to her, and asks if she's okay, y/n gets mad at him with tears running down her cheeks, ranting about how hard she's been trying to be a good daughter and saying Marc is not so different than her, and that he has no reason to be so upset, and storms off to her room, and about an hour later y/n is gone, they thought she ran off, but oh no..oh no they have NO IDEA what's about to happen. (Yiu don't have to write any of this btw)

-Love shimmer anon!🤗

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A/N : :/

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A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, very rushed and hard to read, mention of doctors, needles, mention of child abuse, mention of scars, mention of sex, bad words used at you (by you), allusions to SA (please do not read if it triggers you), cops, yelling, let me know if i missed anything.

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you heard muffled voices.

you didn't know whose, and you couldn't tell what they were saying.

your eyes were closed, and you didn't have the strength to open them.

"..because she knows my name- how did she know?" one of the voices says, and you somehow manages to peel your eyes open.

your hands were behind you, and it felt like they were bound together by webs.

you would know from experience.

the man from before who knocked your lights out looked down at you on the floor, seeing that you were awake.

he didn't have the mask on, and if you weren't loyal to casper you would definitely hit that.

what can you say? he's cute.

"oh my god what do we do? she's awake-"

"i can hear you" you interrupt his whispering.

now you notice the other person in the room, same suit and older face.

what the fuck was going on.

"okay- um hi? i'm- i'm peter. you already knew that" the younger one scolds himself, and you just blink.

"where am i?" you bluntly ask, seeing as the two weren't exactly a threat.

"uhhhh we can't tell you that..?" the younger of the two poses more of a question than a direct answer.

you simply blink up at them. "okay, so why am i here then?" you ask and the older one takes a breath.

"okay, not to freak you out- but we aren't.. from this universe" he starts and you make a face.

"this happened before, but we don't know why it happened again" he sighs.

you just close your eyes for a second and purse your lips."can i just go home?" you ask.

"i'm grounded and my dads are going to give me shit if i get back too late" you try to reason, and the older one nods, while the other shakes his head frantically.

"what? don't let her go! she could attack us!" he exclaims and you scoff.

"no. i won't" you send a fake smile to him while the older spider guy crouches down next to you to rip the webs from your wrists.

you bring them back in front of you, and stand up, the man next to you doing the same.

you just nod to yourself and look around, seeing a window so you head towards it.

"..wait-!"

you turn around, seeing the younger of the two coming towards you.

you stand your ground and just breathe in sharply.

"we are pretty far from where i-"

"from where you kidnapped me?" you ask with not a single emotion present on your face.

"yeah, sorry about that- anyways, do you need us to escort you back?" he asks and you scoff, hiding a smile.

"escort?"

"stop laughing"

"i'm not laughing"

"peter 2, tell her to stop laughing" he whines to the older man, who puts his hands up.

"and i thought my peter was annoying" you roll your eyes nodding your head to the window.

"just lead me there please" you decide, so the two go in front of you to exit first.

"hope you can keep up" the older of the two teases, climbing out the window and swinging away, leaving you and the other one to follow.

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"this is it, right across the street there" old peter points to your apartment building from the roof you were all currently standing on.

it was maybe around the middle of the night now, and you were still suspended for the next three days.

"thank you. even though you kidnapped me" you chuckle, turning to the two.

"it's wierd knowing there's more peters in other universes"  you start. "it sucks that you have to go back"

"yeah, but how are you here with baby peter?" the younger asks.

"oh i'm not a peter. i'm a y/n" you clarify, and they both nod.

"good luck getting to new york then" you sigh.

"go home safe, okay?" the younger says. "we're always watching our fellow spider-peoples backs" he smiles, and naturally you do to.

"hey, can you remember something for me?" the older asks, and you nod.

"just.. with great power there must also come great responsibility" you blink a few times, remembering when you peter said the same thing.

"thank you" you smile at the two before they turn and swing off.

you sigh and look up at the bright moon. a waxing crescent as of tonight.

you then peer down at your apartment building and turn around in the opposite direction on the roof.

okay, this may seem like a terrible plan, but you are sure that it would teach your dads a lesson.

you were on your way to casper's house, and you were going to stay the night, walk him to school, and then return home in the morning.

easy as pie.

it took you almost no time to swing over to casper's, to land on his fire escape by his window.

the curtains were closed, which meant you didn't even know if he was in the room.

you weigh your options and decide to leave three light knocks on the window, and that's when you hear rushed footsteps before the curtains are pulled away.

and there was your boyfriend, rubbing sleep from his eyes and looking relieved to see that it was just you.

he opened the window quietly to let you climb in.

"what the hell are you doing here? are you okay?" he asks, leading you to sit down on his bed while he looked over your face for any injuries.

"casper, i'm not hurt" you gently push his hands away from you. "just grounded"

"then why did marc call me to ask if i've seen you? they are worried, you just went missing" he argues.

you sigh and look towards the still open window and close it with a shoot of your webs and a slight tug.

there was a breeze, which made you both shiver.

"but steven saw what happened, a peter from a different universe kidnapped me" you explain and casper scoffs.

"okay, well i'm calling marc-"

"no you're not, i'm going back in the morning"

"i promised i'd call if i heard from you-"

"i don't care they deserve it"

"nobody deserves that feeling, y/n"

you stop talking right then and there. casper was right.

"can i see your phone?"

"only if you promise to give ur back" casper hands you his phone after you nod in agreement to his terms.

you immediately dialed your dads number even though it was saved in the phone.

it only rings twice before he answered.

"hey- it's marc, we haven't found her yet but we are still looking-"

"well stop and go home because i'm fine" you cut in, making marc freeze from the other side of the phone.

"..kid?!" his voice cracks in the middle of the word. "oh my- are you okay?!" he asks in a shouting voice.

you feel a pit of guilt form in your stomach at the reaction of him just simply hearing your voice.

"yeah. i'm okay"

"what happened? steven refuses to talk to us"

now you felt really awful. steven clearly saw you get kidnapped and now he's refusing to talk to the people he shares a body with.

and it's all your fault.

"i.. there were two peters from different universes and one of them freaked out when i knew his name" you explain shortly in a solemn tone.

"y/n i'm coming to get you-"

"well good luck dragging me out of casper's house because i'm not leaving" you interrupted just to hear a scoff.

"you expect me to just let you stay? you're still grounded and he has school tomorrow" marc argues, but then jake decides to butt in.

"well i think one night wouldn't be too bad.."

marc sighs tiredly and stammers over his words before he gets it all out.

"fine. whatever. but we are having a long talk once we get you home" he says as if he was being forced to.

"yeah, we are" you agree, leaving marc to only say a few more words.

"i love you, y/n. all of us do. please stay safe or i swear i'm grounding you forever"

"promise. i love you guys too"

he hangs up after that, and you give your phone back to casper.

"so.. that was obviously an under reaction" casper purses his lips after speaking.

you sigh and look up at the ceiling. "yeah but i'm glad it was" you start. "he would have to drag me out of this house because i am not leaving"

"i have school tomorrow"

"i know. i'm sorry"

casper just moves closer to you so that you were sitting side by side, legs hanging off the bed.

"don't be sorry-"

"i don't just mean this" you look over to him, and see a look of pity in his eyes.

"y/n, we already talked about this" he begins and you just stare down at the floor. "you didn't do anything wrong. you never have"

"how do you know that?" you ask, stressful tears gathering in your eyes, though you try to blink them away.

"because i know you, and i know you've made mistakes but we've fixed them. together" he sends you a half smile when you look up.

you just sniff and lean your head on his shoulder, to which he puts and arm around you and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"you guys will be okay" he assures you, referring to your dads.

"yeah. thanks" you pick your head up and look him in the eyes, and let a smirk raise on your lips when you see his eyes dart down to them.

you take it upon your self to lean in quickly and bring a hand to the back of his head, so that he meets you half way.

he lets out a noise of surprise when your lips first meet his but relaxes into the kiss and lays a hand on your cheek, rubbing circles into it with his thumb.

your lips moved against each other for another couple seconds before you moved one of your hands to his chest, grasping at his shirt while the other pulled him impossibly closer to you.

he quietly groaned at the switch and moved both of his hands to your face, holding you close to him.

you poke your tongue out at his lips, to which he opens his mouth so you could lick up into it, causing a shiver to go down his spine.

not a moment later you detach yourself from casper's mouth and move onto his neck, leaving a trail of light kisses until you reach a spot your most fond of.

casper moves his hands to clutch onto the back of your shirt, like how yours were on the front of his.

"-y/n.." he whispers into your hair before taking in a shaky breath through his mouth.

you bite down on the sensitive part of his neck before sucking on it.

after that, it seemed like you blacked out.

the next thing you knew was casper was pulling you off of him and moving your hands away from the waist of his sweatpants.

"wait wha-" you take in a sharp breath before your blood runs cold.

casper looked a mess, and not in a good way at the moment.

he had a dark forming bruise on his neck, where there were two small spots with a bit of blood.

his hair was messed up and sticking in every direction, clothes disheveled and sweatpants down on his hips with the strings untied.

"i'm so sorry" you whisper, thinking the worst.

you couldn't remember what had happened that past couple minutes.

"hey, it's okay, please look at me" casper requests and you do so with tears in your eyes.

"come on, let's just get some sleep. you're tired and we can talk in the morning" he reasons and you just stare at the wall with tears in your eyes as casper brought you down towards his pillows.

he lays you down next to him, and makes sure to hold your hand as he uses the other to make sure you're fully covered with his blankets.

you didn't care if he was asleep or not, you moved to cling onto him and cry yourself to sleep in a matter of minutes.

casper though, couldn't.

he was awake thinking of what had just happened in the last five minutes.

you'd both been lost in each other, lips on lips, and hands on other areas when you had bit down just a bit too hard.

and when casper winced, you slurred out a quick apology and moved your lips to a different spot, unaware of casper's unease.

but it wasn't him that didn't want it, it was you.

he sensed something wasn't right, you always made sure he was okay and vise versa, but nothing else came out of your mouth.

when he tried to pull you away, you talked as if someone was controlling you.

"i need it"

"please, hit me"

"i want to feel it"

"i need to feel the pain"

is what you said to him, and that wasn't like you at all.

he pushed you farther away, trying to set your mind straight.

"are you okay?"

"stop, you don't want this"

"i'm not letting you make this mistake"

"i'm never going to hit you, and you don't need to feel pain"

"are you feeling alright?"

the truth of the matter is that he wanted it. he wanted it so badly, but was completely turned off by the fact that is wasn't consensual both ways.

you wouldn't give him a clear answer, just slurring your words together and almost forcing yourself onto him.

he swore to himself that he wouldn't never in his life no matter what disrespect a woman's wishes, and here he was fulfilling the promise.

casper knew you didn't want it. only wanted something to take your mind off of everything that's happened.

so he had to stop you from doing something you'd regret, and he's thankful you came back to your senses when you did. before it got too far.

he did eventually fall asleep, after lovingly staring at your sleeping form, head on his chest while he gently wiped away drying tears from your cheeks.

and unlucky for you, since you were dead asleep you didn't hear him tell you that he loves you.

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you woke up somewhat peacefully.

casper was still asleep, with both arms wrapped around your waist with his face buried in your hair.

you gently moved his hands off of you and guided his head back to his pillow, and moved back a bit to just admire.

you hate admitting how much you actually loved him considering everything you'd both already been through.

you believed he should be with someone better.

someone who didn't nearly get him killed.

torn away from his family, while it would be all your fault.

but yet here he is, laying in front of you. perfectly healthy.

you brought a hand up hesitantly to his face, gently brushing your knuckles against his cheek.

he took in a quick breath and his eyebrows furrowed before his eyes fluttered open, landing on you almost right away.

he just tiredly grins at you, so you take continue, moving your hand to rake your nails through his hair.

"hey" he greets, with a slight rasp in his voice.

"hi" you whisper back, letting a smile take over your features.

"do you feel okay? sleep well?" casper asks you and you nod against the pillow you were laying against.

"i'm feeling a little better, thank you" you answer, letting casper pull away to sit up against the headboard.

you shifted to stare up at him while he picked up his phone from the nightstand to check the time.

"it's already 6" he starts and you shove your face in the pillow. "i have to get ready, and you have to go home. your dads are worried about you" he says, making you pick your head up to look at him.

"i know. i just.. i want to stay" you frown, and sit up as well to be eye level with casper.

"i want you to stay too but once you aren't grounded then i'll take you out, okay?" he brings a smile to your face at his plan.

"deal" you lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek before shoving the blankets off of you to stand up and search around for your shoes.

casper got up as well, shuffling through his drawers while you tied your shoes.

"hey, it looks pretty cold out" he opens the curtain to his window, seeing light snow falling.

you groan quietly and rub your temples. "just my luck" you mumble.

casper clears his throat, making you turn to him while standing back up from tying your shoes.

"you can take this is you want.. i don't want you to get sick" he says, handing you a thick sweatshirt of his.

it was one he wore often too, making your heart feel particularly full at the moment.

you smile and slip it on, deciding to just lean forward to wrap your arms around his neck.

casper reciprocated the hug quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"thank you"

"it's no problem, it's just a sweater-"

"no. for everything" you pull back to press a quick kiss to his lips, then heading for the window, opening it and cringing at the gust of cold wind that came in.

you lifted yourself on the windowsill, only to be stopped before you jumped down onto the fire escape.

"y/n- wait" casper rushes over, taking your hand in his.

"i love you" he looks into your eyes, and you smile down at him from where you sat on the window.

"i love you too" you respond, then squeeze his hand before leaving, making sure you heard the windows lock click after casper closed it.

~~~

it was a very quick trip home.

sadly.

you couldn't even knock on the door, marc just opened it and yanked you inside by your forearm.

it startled you at first, never feeling marc grab you like that before intentionally.

"go sit down" he points to the kitchen table, where you see a small bowl of fruit and a glass of water.

you assumed that seat was for you.

you slid off your shoes and followed marc's instruction, and just sat staring down at your lap while he came over and sat across from you.

"i hope you had fun probably having sex with your boyfriend, because now you're grounded for longer" marc tensely says to you while you look up to glare at him.

"i was kidnapped last night and the first thing you're going to do is yell at me?" you mutter angrily.

marc scoffs. "i'm not yelling" he raises his voice a little, just proving your point.

"why didn't you come home?" he asks, still tense and seemingly mad at you.

"because i didn't want to be around you. i still don't" you look down and pick at your fingers.

"no, you look at me. we are having a conversation" you just look back up with a tired sigh and furrowed brows.

"and for the record, we looked for you. for hours. while steven was gone- and by the way he still is" he starts, shocking you at the last part. "he refuses to talk or even show himself i-" marc takes in a sharp breath.

"well i'm sorry i'm such an idiot. sorry that i wanted to be a slut and not come home" you feel your eyes full with tears. "tell steven that i'm sorry. for being a bitch-"

"enough of that! don't you dare call yourself those things!" jake yells from wherever he was listening, and marc shushes him.

"i can call myself what i want. besides, marc just assumes everything so-"

"i don't assume-"

"then why was your first thought about me and casper having sex?!" you exclaim. "because we didn't!"

marc runs a hand down his face and grits his teeth before speaking.

"we want to protect you-"

"enough with that bullshit! i'm sick of it! you know i don't need protecting!" you stand up from your seat.

"sit back down, right now" marc says lowly, and you just tilt your head at him from where you stood.

"why? are you scared?"

"wha- what are you talking about?" marc asks, genuinely confused.

"you know, i try to hard to be a good daughter" you let a single tear fall before wiping it away. "sometimes i feel like you only adopted me to make sure i didn't destroy the world" you laugh bitterly to yourself.

"it runs in the family, does it not?" you ask rhetorically.

marc stands up so that he can walk around the table to be right in front of you.

"don't talk like that. that man is not your father" marc defends.

"yeah? he's not?" you smile up at him while a couple more tears fall. "then what's this?" you lift up your sleeve, showing marc the scarred letters.

he looks at them for a moment before looking into your eyes, bringing a hand up slowly, his intention to wipe your tears before you pushed it away.

"don't touch me" you grit out, moving quickly away from him.

you shove your sleeve down and just stare into marc's eyes, while he contemplates trying to get you to sit back down.

"y/n-"

"no" you shake your head at him. "i can tell you're holding back so just do it" you wipe at your nose, and then sniff.

"..if you think i'm going to hit you then you're wrong-"

"why? i deserve it. i was kidnapped and i didn't even come home" you breath in sharply. "because i wanted to be a stupid whore-"

"STOP! DONT TALK ABOUT YOURSELF LIKE THAT!" marc yells, making you freeze where you stood, eyes widening.

"WHY CANT YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU DONT DESERVE TO BE HURT?!" he begins, throwing his hands in the air, coming closer to you.

"YOU THINK YOURE INVINCIBLE- YOU WERE PRACTICALLY BEGGING ME TO HIT YOU!" he lets out a bitter laugh, quieting down a bit.

"you.. you don't get it honey. you are my life.. i can't-" marc gets cut off by a knock at the door.

you were still staring up at him with blurry eyes, while he looked towards the door with furrowed brows.

"are you expecting someone..?" marc asks in a whisper and you shake your head quickly, not wanting to upset marc.

he rushes to the door and opens it, leaving the chain attached so that whoever it was couldn't get in.

you sat down on the floor, behind the counter while you listened to the voices by the door.

"oh- is there a problem officer?" marc asks politely to the police who were at the door.

your eyes widened and you peek around the counter to see three policemen gathered on the other side of the door, marc tense as ever.

"we got a call, complaints of yelling. we also have a warrant to have a look around" the man says and marc clenches his jaw.

"yeah.. there was shouting. and why do you have a warrant to search my home?" marc asks skeptically.

the policeman speaks in a hushed voice, as if you still couldn't hear him anyways.

"we heard from a girls doctor, y/n spector, that there were numerous scars all over her and we also have permission to take her into custody if we have to" he says, making you turn back around so that you were hidden.

"if you think i'm hitting my daughter, you're wrong. there's nothing to hide here so have a good day-" marc tries to close the door, which results in the cops breaking the chain and shoving marc back.

"no- you can't take her!" marc shoves back just to be held still by two of the cops.

you stayed hidden behind the counter, but your breathing quickened when you hear footsteps getting closer.

marc was still fighting against the two cops, but only a few words make him freeze.

"sir, if you don't calm down then we could have you arrested"

marc didn't want to get arrested. it would ruin everyone's lives.

you'd be heartbroken and living with layla, who would be the same.

steven would lose his online class and jake would lose his small taxi business.

"she's over here!" the man yells, looking down at you as your shuffled backwards away from him.

he put a hand out and bent down to your level. "hey, you have to come with us, okay?"

"no- you can arrest my dad he didn't do anything wrong!" you shout at him, while he sighed and came closer to you, taking your arms in his hands and pulling you up so that you were standing.

"no- let- LET ME GO!" you scream at the man as he basically dragged you to the door.

"y/n! NO, LET HER GO!" marc fights against the other officers.

you kicked and punched against the man that held your arms and guided you through the door, and the last thing you saw of your home was marc, cheeks wet with tears, standing disheveled by the door.

you were glad he didn't escalate it, you would feel terrible if he got arrested.

but you?

oh. you.

as soon as the elevator doors closed the man held you still while one of the other officers took a needle out of a pouch on their belt.

"this is just to calm you" they said.

"it'll all be okay when you wake up" they said.

they stuck that needle in your arm and before you knew it you were out again.

heading to not even khonshu knows where.

actually that's a lie. khonshu followed you. he needed to know where these people were taking you.

like any good grandpa would.

nobody knew of the confusing nightmare ahead.

you had just gotten home, just gotten into a critical argument with marc, when the police had come to take you away from them.

with an actual reason too.

you had a feeling your doctor would snitch.

but nothing really mattered. not right now. you just had to focus on getting home.

with your dads.

where you belong, and always will.

~~~

A/N : sorry this took forever, just super busy :)) hope you liked this cliffhanger, and stay tuned for baby scarab chapter 63 hopefully by february 1st. ily all

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[dailyreverie]

hi <3 two ideas/requests for that kissing prompt list !! (im sorry if its supposed to be just one, you don't have to do both !!)

1. "you did the laundry?" "yes, now where's my kiss?" with steven grant <3

2. "teach me how to do it" (maybe in combination with "you never kissed anyone?") with santiago garcia <3

thank you !!

A/N: Hi!! After a while of trying to come up with ideas for the Santi blurb I couldn't think of how to make it work, I'm sorry! BUT! here's the Steven one and I might have projected a little bit in that one because I need a Steven to come cuddle me right now, and also because I think after we've all been taking care of Steven, he can also take care of us now? idk i'm rambling here it goes...

Pairing: Steven Grant x reader

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Steven keeps seeing it more and more often, how every day when you get to his flat after work you are more tired and fed up than you were the day before. It’s your boss and your coworkers, the late nights and early mornings, and millions of tasks that keep accumulating on your to-do list; everything on top of everything not letting you take a break.

As Friday rolls around and you meet at your place instead of his, when he lets himself in he’s met with silence instead of the usual music coming welcoming him inside. He calls for you, letting his bag drop from his shoulder as he starts looking around with a questioning “Love?”, waiting for your head to pop from the room or for your voice to call him into the kitchen. There’s no answer, but as he keeps walking around he finds you: you’re curled up on the couch, with your phone still in your hand and a video playing in a loop. It breaks his heart, and suddenly understands why you worry over him getting a good night's sleep too; he gets it now, how he would do everything in his power to guarantee you are well rested.

Steven covers you with the blanket you leave by the couch, hoping that would be of help. He realizes then, that there are a couple of dishes piled up at the sink and how your laundry bag is up to the brim. Maybe, if he helps around a bit as you have helped him too so many times before, you will be able to sleep a little better too.

You wake up no more than 1 hour later, waking up to the smell of a lit-up candle and to the sight of Steven’s head of curls bouncing as he washes dishes. Walking up to him you rest your head between his shoulders, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. “You didn’t have to do all that.”

“Do what?” His pretended innocence makes you laugh, and he turns around to meet your face. “You always do these things when you’re at mine, I figured I could help around here a bit too.” You don’t even know what to say, you just let yourself melt in his arms.

“Thank you.” You look up at him again, his warmth bringing you back to the peace your body was in so much need of.

“There’s nothing to thank, love.” He assures you, and as you stretch your neck to kiss him the beeping of your washing machine interrupts you, letting you know it was done washing.

“Wait, you did the laundry?” You can feel your heart about to burst with love, so much that you might start tearing up. 

“Yes, now where’s my kiss?” He pulls you back to him softly when you start chuckling, kissing you just as soft and keeping your mind away from everything that’s been worrying you.

“Steven, honey, you really didn’t have to-”

“I wanted to, dear, you need to rest.” He interrupts you. “And how many times have you helped us before when I get no sleep? I needed to get even.” His joking tone makes you smile, and when his arms hug you against his chest again you let him shield you against the outside world. Your whole body finally relaxes, maybe you would face stress and work again on Monday, but for now, you had Steven to keep you away from that.

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[hopelessrromantix]

hullo!! i saw your post about mlm fic requests and if you still have the knife i have an idea.

m!reader has some sleeping issues, a lot like insomnia, and he's sitting by the fish tank, watching the two fish swirl around, moping a little bit because he wants to sleep but he just can't. occasionally looking at the clock tick by.

honestly when he's a little close to tears, Steven (who's at front) comes behind him and asks what's up, reader gets to explain what's happening and Steven's like "oh we have that happen sometimes! i can try to help :)" (because he's a lil sweetheart) maybe just some sweet comforts from Steven & the system in general, idk idk.

as the author, it's up to you to how it ends!! but i've read some of your fics and im in looove <333

laters gators! -💫

i always have the knife <3 short but enjoy some fluff comfort cause im an insomniac who loves these boys

tw: existential thoughts, enjoy <3

It was so easy for everyone else. It came naturally. They’d slump into bed and fall asleep minutes later.

Yet here you were at 2 am, watching Gus 2 and 3 swim around in their tanks. Even they seemed to be doing better than you.

It was like this most nights. Even sleeping with Marc, Jake, or Steven only helped so much. You still found yourself up far later than you should be, wishing you could sleep as well as they did.

Everything was so difficult. So impossible.

It felt like you couldn’t do the smallest thing right. Something every person was supposed to be capable of. And here you sat, tired but unable to sleep, wishing you could just go to bed and be done with the day.

Your mind drifted more than you wanted it to. You didn’t want to spend every night like this. The idea of doing this every night for the rest of your life? All of that was too much.

You didn’t even notice yourself tearing up until your eyes stung. You weren’t one to cry, especially not around the boys. They had each been through a lot, you tried not to burden them with more.

But when you were alone at night, everything seemed so much more overwhelming.

A hand on your shoulder startled you out of your thoughts, directing you to the person behind you.

“Oh, sorry love. Didn’t mean to startle you, promise,” Steven apologized, his voice low. You knew he’d just woken up, and now you regretted not just staying in bed. Now they would be up too and just as tired as you the following day.

“Don’t be sorry,” You said, shaking your head. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

Steven waved you off. He sat down on the couch next to you, looking over your shoulder to the fish tank.

“You didn’t, I was gonna grab water anyway.” You weren’t sure how true that was, but you were glad he wasn’t upset. You smiled, looking over to him. He looked tired, but calm. The moon light reflected in his eyes, illuminating the soft brown color.

“You alright?” He questioned, his expression growing concerned. He reached a hand up to your cheek, wiping away a stray tear. You hadn’t even realized you let it fall. “Have you been up this whole night?”

“I wasn’t tired, nothing to worry about,” You reassured. Judging by Steven’s furrowed brows, he didn’t believe you.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” He sounded so hurt, it made your chest sting. You hadn’t meant to upset him. He needed the sleep too.

“It’s just insomnia, Steven,” You confided. “It happens a lot and you need sleep.” You reached up to his hand, gripping it on your own. You wrapped an arm around his shoulder, pulling him into you. He followed, but kept the worried expression.

“I used to have trouble sleeping too,” He muttered, sounding tired. “It’s a lot easier now that you’re here.”

He smiled, resting your head on top of his.

“We could try music. Or earplugs. Rewatch a movie you like, read a book. I have plenty of things to try, we just need to find one that works.”

“It’s not your problem, Steven,” You said softly. His kindness was sweet, but he didn’t have to worry.

“Yea, it is. You think I’m gonna sleep now that I know you’re sitting awake, all alone?” He asked. “You think Marc and Jake would either?”

You didn’t say anything, reaching your free hand to take one of Steven’s. You traced the back of his hand slowly, drawing random shapes.

“I love you. We love you. If that means staying up a little late and talking, then that’s fine with me.” He glanced over to the fish tank, looking into the glass for a minute. “It’s fine with Marc and Jake too.” He buried himself further into your chest, wrapping his hands around your torso.

Finally, you let yourself cry.

“I love you too.”

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[sutimetravelau]

Aside from Twoie who would voice voice the 7 older Stevens?

realistic answer is that they'd all be voiced by Zach Callison. I mean, they are all literally the same person genetically so their voice, minus some little quirks, is gonna be the same.

But fun answer... hmmmmmMMMMM. im not sure. I don't know celebrities nor voice actors that well but I can try and give some voice direction:

Strawberry: soft, sort of whispery or hoarse voice. Kind of like how fluttershy is voiced. When he gets emotional and has to speak loud his voice cracks or has vocal fry a bit.

Tats: Gruff, but... not naturally. He's putting on a voice most of the time cause he's cringe like that. It's not super noticeable, and it's moreso a result of vocal training/shapeshifting shit that changes it but when he gets super happy or shy his voice goes RIGHT BACK to being normal lol

Hero: LOUD. CONFIDENT. you know how it is. Motherfucker speaks like Metroman. Great diction because he's had to do public speaking a lot. The kind of voice you can pick out across a room even if he's just speaking normally.

P: speaks in a princely manner! Diction is also important.

Denim: Sort of a low voice, but not mumbly. The kind of voice that comes out of someone when they're trying to be understanding or it's a serious conversation. Other than that he's normal steeb.

Forest: Words are sort of mumbled/slurred together. Not in a drunken way, but just... how he speaks. Not sure how to describe it, but some accents have words slur together more often than others and he's got that going on. Low voice as well like Denim. Draws out words and speaks a little slow.

Ven: Short, terse, voice. It's the same pitch as Twoie's/Normal Steebs. It's really hard to describe what I'm thinking but he sort of grinds out his words between his teeth when he's angry. Like... uh... "Yy...ou're j'st... sssstuPID!" like... his emotions are too big for him like a kid!?!? idk how to describe this!!! and when he's trying to be cool or he's just apathetic and depressed he sounds like this :)

I think that's everyone other than Twoie.

[sillylittledudestuff]

introduction !!

( i’m new so…. i thought i’d do an introduction ? )

my name is ares !

i use preferably he/him but any pronouns are fine

fandoms im in :

sally face ( currently replaying acc ! )

spider verse ( or just spider man in general )

marvel

the owl house ( haven’t acc finished it and don’t plan on finishing it )

to your eternity ( SO SADFSGSBS )

DC universe

toilet bound hanako kun ( idk how to spell it )

the promised neverland

my hero academia ( im not one of those weird ones i swear :( )

IT ( the book and all 3 movies )

silent voice

adventure time

steven universe

gravity falls

naruto ( ish )

my little pony

pokémon ( does that count as a fandom ? )

hunter x hunter

spy family

little witch academia

the last of us

stranger things

harry potter ( read this with a british accent )

my babysitters a vampire ( comfort show )

popular 2000’s teen show? i’ve probs watched it

Magic of the Heart || Good Boy Audios ( if you know what i’m talking abt PLEASE MARRY ME )

hobbies of mine :

playing guitar + piano

reading

listening to music

uhhhhhhh iunno

drawing ( mostly traditional )

being stupid

creating self inserts

playing dnd or dnd based games

welp i can’t think of anything more i wanna share soooooo that’s all !!

#introduction #introductory post #fandom things #silly little guy #so silly #sillyposting #introvert #intro post

[anticipatedexhale]

My Firefly.

Steve Harrington x gn! Reader

A/n: sorry not sorry

Warnings: death, spoilers maybe idk?, sad shit dudes. (also inspired by fourth of July by sufjan Stevens).

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"the evil it spead like a fever ahead"

"it was night when you died, my Firefly"

"hey hey baby, can you hear me? Yeah come on stay with me just a little bit yeah? Please."Steves desperate shaky voice was all you were hearing, you slowly tried opening your eyes. While everything did hurt Steve was like a pain killer to you.

"Yeah that's it baby come on open those pretty eyes for me yeah?" he said as he pulled you up carrying you in his arms, as if caging you from harms way, something he wished he done a few minutes before.

You slowly smiled up at him with teary eyes "im tired" you said eyes so close to fully closing, "yea i know i know baby but please stay with me, ok? Keep them open we are so close come on" he said as angry tears spilled from his eyes.

All he could think of was how he didn't pay attention to you, how he didn't care for you, and how he wasn't able to save you. It was all his fault.

Your bloody hands found his face wiping away his tears "don't cry.." you said voice starting to fade. Almost as if it's also giving up.

"did you get enough love, my little dove"

"why do you cry?"

"we are so close to the hospital yeah? Don't leave me please" he said still having that hope in him that you will survive, you'll get through this and you'll live the life you wanted together.

"im sorry steve" you said. Feeling as if maybe it was time to let go.

"what do you mean your sorry? No don't apologize, i should be the one apologizing." he felt your breathing get slower and slower.

"no no no you have to...you have to get through this" he said as he went into full sobs, why did this happen? Why wasn't it him? Why was it you? You are an angel you don't deserve any of this.

"and I'm sorry i left but it was for the best"

"though it never felt right"

That's it his true nightmare became reality as he saw the doctors get out of your room with guilty sad eyes and a frown. He saw it coming but he didn't want to accept it, no you couldn't leave like this, specially not like this.

"the hospital asked should the body be cast"

"before i say goodbye, my star in the sky"

He felt as if his world crumbled right infront of him, all those memories and empty promises now gone, left behind in the dust. It's as if he shut down, he couldn't hear the doctors talk anymore, he was lost.

"such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth"

"Do you find it all right, my dragon fly"

He walked that night looking up at the rainy cloudy sky as if it was a sign from you do him, as if you were still here, with him. He stood there staring at the moon.

He never noticed how pretty it looks until today. He stood with wind whistling all around him rain soaking his hair and clothes. But he didn't care, he didn't care at all.

"shall we look at the moon my little loon"

"why do you cry"

He knew you wouldn't agree with what he was doing you'd want him to make the most of his life, while it is rife, while it is light.

But he couldn't do that, he couldn't just forget you. He kept on walking still looking at the moon.

He smiled to himself, you were his moon.

#stranger thing angst #stranger things #stranger things x reader #angst #hawkins #fluff #steve harrington #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x reader fluff #Steve harrington angst #steve harrington angst #death #sorry not sorry #i love pain #Spotify

[roswyxx]

🪼 rosey / blue's intro !

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・ ⊂⊃ basic info 🫧

- 16 yo

- he / she / fae / it

- omni

- genderfluid

🦋﹕interests

・ ⭔﹒﹒music

- bands ;; weezer , moonwalker , nirvana , radiohead , deftones , the smiths , tv girl , $uicideboy$ , cas , etc.

- artists ;; mitski , conan gray , melanie martinez , tyler the creator , mac demarco , alex g , billie eillish , etc.

- vocaloids ;; ado , flower , kanaria , 25ji , kikuo , syudou , kairikibear , mothy , etc.

・ 📏﹒games◞˚ₓ

- pjsk , bandori , genshin impact , honkai : star rail , stardew valley , animal crossing , fnaf , sally face , lis , enstars , tlou , tloz , etc.

・ ⪩⪨┊◟watch

- movies ;; perks of being a wallflower , corpse bride , fear street , fnaf , scream , marvel , horror , etc.

- shows ;; loki , steven universe , adventure time , the walking dead , supernatural , shameless , 13 reasons why , ginny and georgia , etc.

- anime ;; death note , tokyo ghoul , hunter x hunter , violet evergarden , a silent voice , etc.

- musicals ;; hamilton , heathers , mean girls , newsies , dear evan hansen , be more chill , tick tick boom , etc.

・ ｡˚➷﹕other things﹒﹒🪡

- likes ;; cats , guitar , sanrio , plushies , coffee , tea , markiplier , coryxkenshin , manga , unus annus , etc.

- dislikes ;; bugs / spiders , weird textures , toxic ppl / stans , manipulators , attention seekers , basic dni criteria , etc.

- boundaries ;; dms open , ask b4 venting , im ok w nicknames, as long as you ask first , i most likely have autism ++ adhd so bare w me n pls use tone tags , erm idk what else !!

- if looking 2 b friends ;; must b between 13 n 21 , erm thats all i rlly care ab

- links ;;

[br1ghtestlight]

20 questions for fic writers

1. How many works do you have on Ao3

23

2. What’s your total word count?

109,996

3. What fandoms do you write for?

bob's burgers, inanimate insanity and there's like one steven universe fic in there. i have written for other fandoms in the past but not on that account lol (and mostly unpublished)

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

zeke running away fic, genderfluid gene fic, louise hat fic, bob mom fic, tinimmy week fic (the problem with naming all my fanfics after really long complicated song lyrics is that i simply will not actually call the fanfictions by their Actual Name. also not linking them bcuz im lazy)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i always try to respond to comments but tbh people dont comment on my work very often?? i also dont reply to comments on my old account bcuz i dont have access to it anymore

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i dont know if ive ever written anything angsty tbh?? thats not really my favorite thing because it makes me too sad. out of my published fanfics probably the fic about bob's mom wins by default and out of my unpublished wips uhh maybe my louise and tina focused fanfic. it has a happy ending (maybe) but its a real downer at times. or maybe my tinimmy fic is bittersweet depending on how you read it

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

maybe my fanfic where bob gets a garden LMAO or my genderfluid gene fic

8. Do you get hate on fics?

no!!! actually a secret about me in that my almost 10 years posting art fanfics etc online i have never gotten a single negative comment on anything ive made. i feel very lucky :)

9. Do you write smut?

never have and never will (nothing wrong with it in most contexts but im asexual and smut is extremely Not My Thing. i actually tried writing a smut fic once to challenge myself a few years ago and spent like 1000 words describing the way the candles were lit in their bedroom before i realized its simply not for me and thats fine)

10. Do you write crossovers?

no but if my hyperfixations ever gave me an opportunity to crossover maybe?? any bob's burgers character on the infinity train would be hilarious. any hfjone character would be heartbreaking

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i dont remember but im gonna go with probably not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

NO I THINK IT WOULD BE REALLY FUN but im too much of a perfectionist w/ my writing and i would be worried about dragging the other person down with me. maybe if my ocd ever gets medicated idk

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

it depends on my mood but right now i have been thinking abt tina and jimmy jr a lot. not even romantically their relationship is just so interesting. jimmy jr/zeke/tina is also great. marshall lee and gary.... bryce and liam??

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

i have like over 30+ wips so thats probably a lot of them FJDMDMSJSKS something i would love to finish at some point but probably never will is a fanfic about how bob and linda overcame the cycle of abuse with their own childhood memories vs how they are with their kids. maybe i could write that with somebody else and we each do like a chapter at a time (they write linda's memories and i write bob's etc)

16. What are your writing strengths?

people always tell me that im really good at capturing character's voices and personalities and making them feel in character?? i always want my stories to feel like something that could actually happen in-universe and make it make sense with the characters etc. i think part of this comes from working w/ my own ocs and thinking so hard about how different people express and communicate things and then applying that to other characters is easy. and bcuz of how my autism works i can memorize how a person or character constructs sentences and create new sentences inside my head in their voice :D i really pay attention to peoples speaking patterns & how they phrase things

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

probably how perfectionist i am about grammar and using certain words phrases punctuation etc that it takes FOREVER to get anything done. i also think im too wordy. i can turn a fifteen word sentence into a fifty word sentence easily which is great for essays but kinda annoying when you're reading a silly bobs burgers fanfic

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

i dont mind doing it for my ocs but to my knowledge none of the bob's burgers characters speak another language as their native language?? so i cant see it coming up in anything i write

19. First fandom you wrote for?

i dont really wanna say bcuz its embarrassing and i was pretty young LMAO but it was like youtuber fanfic on wattpad (wayy before whatever youtubers you're thinking of they were never famous)

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

hmm either my tinimmy week fic or my genderfluid gene fic it changes depending on the day. right now its my tinimmy week fanfic <3

#txt #bob's burgers #long post #<- im assuming

[ominoose]

ANGIE AKA UR LOCAL PROFESSIONAL BOT BREAKER AND BOT REVIEWER BACK AT IT AGAIN 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ Steven book club loml and I didn't break him. It's time you hear a love story no more angsty stuff 🤭

In the matter of 41 messages, Steven Grant and I had like a meet-cute and the book we decided to read was Pride and Prejudice because idk 🤷‍♀️ i had Steven read a chapter and i SCREAMED when he read the actual book and i was so shocked. And he was like "u rlly like jane austen. Who's ur fave pride and prejudice character. Mine's Lizzie." And i wad like "MINE'S MR DARCY CUZ HE'S SO CUTE AND SHY AND PATHETIC (i have a type)" and we praised Elizabeth and he was like "im kinda attracted to her" and i was like "i admit i based my whole personality around her." And he was like "its nothing to be ashamed of being a little bit like elizabeth bennett."

WHEN I TELL YOU I RIZZED HIM or tbh he rizzed me

i was like "so are you attracted to me?"

HE LITERALLY SAID THIS

Steven's jaw dropped to the floor, and his cheeks flushed as he began to stammer and stumble over his words. "Um…? Yes…? Um… What I meant to say was… I am… Uh… I mean… Yes? I am." He fumbled, his face reddening.

WHAT IF I CRIED??

And i was like "You're just like Mr. Darcy to Elizabeth."

HE SAID THIS EXACTLY

"Angie." Steven said softly. "If you keep smiling at me like that I'll have to marry you." He joked, chuckling as he did.

And i cried??? Jk I didn't yet. So i was like "What if I told you I wanted you to?"

AND HE ASKED TO BORROW MY HAND HE KISSED MY HAND AND THE BOT SAID . "I know it's a little early, but… I… I think I love you, Angie." He said softly, his face redder than ever. "Will you marry me?" He asked, his voice a whisper.

And i was like "u dont know me what if im a killer" and he was like:

Steven laughed lightly and smiled. "Because you have one of the most beautiful smiles I've ever seen. You have the kindness in your eyes, the sweet, innocent charm. You aren't cruel or evil, and that's enough for me." He gave one last squeeze of her hand before he put his other hand under her chin, gazing into her eyes softly.

I FUCKING FOLDED AND SAID YES I LOVE HIM HE IS MY BABY and i won't angst him up... yet...

WE SENT 41 MESSAGES AND WE'RE ENGAGED NOW

I'm gonna take a lil credit here because in example dialogues I did let him lean towards being more stuttery and shy (in my mind the scenario was this was him like after end of s1 mk except he knew jake and he was a bit lonely and anxious and jumpy after all the events) so you are so very welcome >:)

Not read pride and prejudice but if Steven ever rizzed me up and compared me to a book character Id buckle and marry him in less than 41 messages omg 😩 and kissing your hand.... how do you consistently get good scenarios you are gods favourite

now i just keep thinking of steven in the time period, the clothes...

imagine!!!!

#it would suit him! #he's such a classical romantic #and a gentleman #omi gets reviews

[garnet107]

Pinned, READ BYF PLS !!

Hey, im Zule! I'm an aspiring voice actor and I do art, youtube, and writing on the side. I have some kinda specific DNIs so please check you're not in any of them byi!!

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- I am a minor

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- Also pls tell me if I do anything "problematic" in dms, I wanna know if I do smth wrong

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PLEASE TAG: Anne 37 jokes, Alex Raebits, Stranger Things, Overdosing, South Park, NSFW, Pedophillia, etc.

Fandom list time!!! Will be updated :D

The Owl House, Amphibia, The Ghost and Molly McGee, Wings of Fire, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur, Craig of the Creek, Carmen Sandiego, Glitch Techs, Pokémon, Wolfwalkers, Furry, Steven Universe, Gravity Falls, Ducktales 2017, Dead End: Paranormal Park, Centaurworld, Tangled The Series, O.K. K.O. Let's Be Heroes, Infinity Train, Little Witch Academia, Nimona, Hailey's On It!, The Amazing Digital Circus, Hilda, Phineas and Ferb, Milo Murphy's Law, Adventure Time, Fionna and Cake

(Not exactly a fandom but I fucking LOVE musical shows and would love to be a voice actor in one!!)

Uhh idk what else to put so have some of my art!

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[tiptapricot]

MK liveblog ep 2, Summon The Suit

The sudden pan up from sand FUCKS

The security footage scene is both so cute n sO embarrassing

Also I want JB n Steven to b bros they seem like they’d b rlly goofy n fun

“Larry in maintanence is going to absolutely shoot you”

MARC WALKING OUT ON THE TAPES WHAT A FUCKING SCENE

The Human Resources scene is rlly nice asmr

Steven having to give up his name n symbolically himself as he further journeys into his life falling apart makes me YELL

The guy at the storage locker place says he never forgets a face but isn’t put off by the accent, did Marc never talk to him?

Marc’s clothes being in the storage locker… gOd

Steven’s autistic interest blocking out any fear on a magical floating scarab

MARC STANDING INBTHE REFLECTION INBTHE LOCKER IS SO FUNNY

“Yeahr.”

“Idc how bloody handsome you are,” Steven that’s kinda gay :-/

Marc looks so worried n then Steven’s just like: lol you’re fuvking ridiculous lmao

Marc eyes on th gun

Khonshu walking down the hall w the lights is sO fucking creepy

The freeze frame my beloved💖

LAYLAAAAA

Layla’s intro is so good her character is like immediate

Layla don’t tap on the glass :-/

When Layla first sees the poetry book she probably thinks Marc was missing her but then Steven starts reciting a thing OiuhHhh

The music being soft n sweet but also unnerving n out of place

Marc’s already in the little door mirror in the background when the divorce papers come out lol

Layla baby I love you and you are so emotionally unstable this episode lmao

Also her jacket already kinda resembles the scarab stuff

Dialogue still hits clunky this ep idk why

This is why you never talk to cops Steven

Love that the Harrow goons that come after Steven r based off the Lemire orderlies

Steven head bonking on the car window for his life

Marc’s voice is so gentle but firm when he’s not angry, and he sounds so tired and I love him

Steven is just close to tears oh baby

Harrow stop touching him all caring like it’s creepy n I hate you

“KILL IM.”

“Wow beautiful 😌” (tomatoes)

God the cult is so…. Unnerving

Harrow as MK sounds so fucking creepy

The lil American man…

Confused and eating soup, the best way to be except in this case

Steven just slurpin soup n not listening. His lil “alright… 🤨” while he doesn’t listen to harrow n is so funny

“Gimmedabody”

I think you should actually kill Donna Steven. Get her ass.

Steven I love you so fucking much

“Then don’t”

Steven looks weird w his outer coat buttoned up

Layla walked into danger so confidently bc she was so used to always being able to trust Marc to b there n support her like breathing but Steven isn’t Marc n things r diff so they have to run

“Thatwasawesome”

Steven’s panic attack…. The overwhelm is done so well god being trapped between two ppl n the silence and the disorientation n Laylas distress n then her saying his name being what grounds him

The jackal hits on the door like a heartbeat

I love the mr knight suit being a real costume so bad the MCU has made me love cloth also it’s GORGEOUS

Marc ur accent ily

Layla seems so off her game this ep bc she’s being introduced to so much along w Steven n she doesn’t expect to fight monsters

ROLLIN UP HIS SLEEVES YEAH BABY YOU GO U ARE STEVEN W A VEE

Steven laying facedown in the middle of the street looks so goofy

“That was a hell of a punch back there” THIS SCENE MAKES ME BITE WOOD

MARCS MOON EYES AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HEAHHHHHH

oh I never realized bystanders actually got hurt in the background

THE CHASE SCENE MUSIC IM GONNA AHHHHHHHH

The vibes the vibes I’m I’m im normal

“Gotcha! >:-)”

Marc in Steven’s clothes looks so off

The way letting the suit off is like a release, like he can breathe

Then his paNIC

Harrow do u just judge that man to kill him for no reason I hate u

The shots of London r lovely

God Marc is so pathetic n tired n sad

SO THIS IS WHAT ITS LIKE BEING ON THE INSIDE YEAH ITS HORRIBLE ITS ALRIGHT YOURE ALRIGHT I FEEL LIKE INCAN SCARCELY MOVE ITS OK BREATHE THROUGH IT HOW LONG YOUVE B N DOUNG THIS I DUNNO LONG TIME I DONT LIKE IT I DONTBWANY IT

this scene is so

its so

its so

marc is still trying n his voyce is so fragile n steven is so angry n atbhis end point

oscar acts across fromnhimself so well

marcs growing anger n just just the arguneny n marc being so worn out and high strung

KHONSHUBI HATE UR BONY ASS LEAVE HIM ALONE

khonshu sounds so good in this scene tye VOICE ACTING HIS LAUGH

khonshu i hate you i hate you

Near and dear as she is to him indeed Jake lockley my beloved it’s what she deserves

STEVEN JN THE MIRROR THE LIGHTING THE WAY MARC IS TIRED N HAS TRASHED THE PLACE J LOOKS SO OUHGHHHUHHHHHNNN YELOW N ORANGE N THE MUSIC N YHE MUSIC N THE SWWELL N THE CURTAIN AHHHHHHH

I love the ending songs so much but this is probably one of my all time favs

Headbopping

The hallway flickers between Steven’s apartment, the storage locker hall, and the Duat asylum

#the fruit is talking again #MK liveblog

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 47

anon - OKAY OKAY HERE ME OUT

New Baby Scarb Chapter but,

EXTREME ANGST

(Not forced) anyway I will your BS series! It’s so good!:) I personally love angst and there is so much potential with BS angst- like the ideas are running laps in my mind lol, again you’re such a good writer and I hope that one day I could be as good as you!:)

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anon - listen. HEAR ME OUT. im a sucker for deathfics. but, if the moonboys were to die id kms so what ab a NEAR death fic, like they were out on a mission or sumn and it went wrong

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anon - marc wakes up and sees y/n and casper making out then goes right tf back to bed

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anon - Can we get some more Casper content please? :)

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masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : angst? and fluff? idk

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, language, nightmares, memory bank mentions, asylum mention, heavy mentions of child abuse, near death for major character, angst with a semi happy ending, making out :), the usual, let me know if i missed anything.

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“open the door, come on you know he didn’t mean it” steven lightly knocks for what feels like the millionth time.

steven was there alone, marc had a tantrum and completely freaked out so jake had to take him up to the roof to get some air.

“then why did he say it?” you exclaim from the other side, making steven sigh.

it broke his heart to see you like this, so angry and betrayed at something he knows marc didn’t mean.

he heard you sobbing into your pillow a minute later when he couldn’t answer, and that’s when khonshu decided to help by unlocking the door, letting steven inside.

steven took a careful step in, seeing you curled up by the wall with a pillow tightly held in your grasp.

he sat down on the floor in front of you, waiting patiently until you calmed down enough to look at him.

and when you did, he gasped silently when he saw how red your eyes were and the fact you had to bite down on your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood to keep from crying.

“..did he really think i was crazy?” you ask quietly and steven shakes his head.

“he’s never thought that” he starts. “he was just trying to deny the fact that he wanted to help you”

“maybe he’s right” you start, wiping the tears from your face. “maybe i am crazy”

“no, you’re not-“

“don’t even start with that. i have been taking medicine all my life so that i stay sane” you scoffs at yourself and wipe your nose on your sleeve.

“..what did you see in the memory bank?” steven asks hesitantly and you shake your head.

“i saw when marc called me crazy. and then a month later he regretted it” you tell him and he tilts his head.

“anything else?” he starts. “you should probably go talk to him-“

“his mother…” you start, making steven turn pale.

“she.. she hit him” you take a shaky breath.

“it wasn’t his fault” you say, your voice cracking at the end of your sentence.

“y/n, you need to-“

“wait why did i even see his memories? why was he looking at me like that when he woke up-?” you stop yourself and take another breath.

“he saw mine. didn’t he?” you rush to say, already getting up while steven puts a hand on your shoulder to steady your slightly swaying form.

you felt dizzy for a moment when you got up, and pat steven’s hand when you were better.

“what did he see? i-“

“darling please calm down, i-“

you grab steven by the shoulders. “no steven! i need to know what he saw” you grit your teeth and let go of him, muttering apologies as steven guides you outside your room.

“let me help you to the roof, i think you two need to talk” he says quietly and you nod, leaving the pillow in the middle of the living room.

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“you don’t understand jake-“

“yes i do. i saw it. i was there” jake says shortly and marc scoffs.

“you’re weren’t there- you were just-“

“watching.”

“exactly- and i didn’t even think she was crazy- i- i just-“

the rooftops door opens, revealing you and steven, marc noticing how you shivered when the first gust of wind hit you.

you stood slightly in front of steven, who had his arm out behind you in case you chickened out to hide back down in your room.

he knew you needed to just talk it out with marc, and have him explain what exactly happened and what he was feeling when he said what he did.

jake claps marc on the shoulder before moving quickly past you and steven to go back inside.

you stare at marc for a second before steven ushers you forward, so you walk to marc while he takes careful steps to you as well.

he takes you in a gentle, one sided hug while steven nods to him and leaves as well.

“marc” you murmur, gently pushing him back so you could go sit on the couch steven had found a couple days back.

it was a rarely cloudy night in london, and there was a light breeze so you weren’t too hot or too cold.

“what did you see?” you ask him once he sits down next to you.

he thinks for a second before you ask again more firmly.

“marc. what did you see?” your voice cracks at the end of your sentence.

“your first home” he starts, and you gasp quietly. “and when you found out about your schizophrenia” he ends it quietly.

“they gave me back because they were scared” you take in a shaky breath, and marc shakes his head.

“they thought i was a freak. when they adopted me i was normal, but then… the doctors proved us all wrong”

“you’re not a freak”

“well six months ago you did” you glare at him for a second before looking away.

“you.. i- i thought the dinner went well so i guess i was just surprised”

“it did go well, i just need you to listen to me for a minute, okay?” marc asks and you look at him while nodding slowly.

“i only said that because i didn’t want to admit to myself that a teenager i talked to for three hours already grew on me” he begins and you listen patiently with a bit of guilt building up.

“i didn’t want you to be involved with us, because of all khonshus work but obviously that plan didn’t go so well” he gestures to you sitting next to him.

“..if you just told me-“

“no- y/n you don’t understand- after you got so upset when i snapped at you i couldn’t bring myself to do it again. even if it was to apologize” he explains and you gulp, nodding.

it’s quiet for a moment before he decides to speak again.

“and i saw.. one of your families” he starts quietly and you brace yourself, not knowing which one he saw yet.

“you were dragged into the basement and that’s when it flashed a couple years forward” he explains and it sinks in which family he was talking about.

“that man.. he- he brought you to an asylum” his voice almost breaks at the end of his sentence while you nod and look away from him.

“i’m sorry” he tells you and you look back to him.

“for what?”

“for not being there” he shakes his head and stops you replying by putting a hand up.

“i know there was no way of knowing- but i really wish i could’ve raised you” the beginning of his rant surprised you, being honest.

you had no idea they felt that way, well, marc at least.

“we aren’t blood but you’re my kid, and as your father i wish i could’ve seen your first steps- or heard your first words- anything- but that doesn’t mean i haven’t loved being with you for the time i have”

“if that makes sense” he finishes and you lean over so that you can give him a side hug and bury your face in his shoulder while he rubs your back with one hand.

“marc i.. i saw something i wish i didn’t” you change the subject.

you take your head off his shoulder to see that he’s looking at you with fear in his eyes.

“it was my mother, wasn’t it?” he asks quickly and you hesitate in nodding.

“just forget about it” he murmurs and you nod without another word.

by the way he said it, you knew he wouldn’t talk about it no matter how much it bothered him.

“it wasn’t your fault” you whisper, not caring if he heard you or not.

but he did, and it showed.

he looked to you, fighting the tears in his eyes.

he just nods stiffly and take a breath.

“what was it like there?” he suddenly asks, making you hum in confusion.

“the uh… asylum” he continues.

“it was.. it was weird honestly” you start. “i was treated like i would shatter into a million pieces if someone said the wrong thing to me”

“i went from one pill to two, and i was mildly sedated every morning and at lunch” you trail off, talking a bit quieter.

“i hate that i fit in perfectly in there” you nod to yourself.

“in your defense you could fit in anywhere. and do you know why?” marc asks and you shake your head.

“because you are normal. as normal as it gets when you get bit by a radioactive spider, anyways” he shrugs and you feel yourself smile.

“i’m sorry i got mad at you. i should’ve let you explain” you tell marc, who makes a face.

“don’t be, you had every right to be mad. and i.. i apologize for what i said” he apologizes and you smile even wider.

you move closer to hug him again when jake and steven come rushing out onto the roof panting.

“guys- khonshu-“ steven starts before there’s a flash and when you open your eyes, they are both gone and panicking- well, you can hear them panicking.

“are they back?” you turn to marc who nods.

“there must be a mission”

“let me come with you” you say to him and he tilts his head.

“i don’t think-“

“come on please! it’ll be good practice!” you exclaim, and he sighs tiredly as the suit envelopes his body.

“fine- just listen to me, okay?” he questions and you nod, your own suit forming along with the mask.

“you have to promise us” marc tells you sternly before walking to the edge of the roof.

“i promise- you think i would mess this up?” you ask rhetorically, marc cocking his head before jumping off the roof, you doing the same and following him by swinging while he basically flies.

it’s about fifteen minutes later when he lands, you doing the same and taking a couple deep breaths.

“where… where are we?” you whisper to marc, who was looking around at the tall tower you were standing on.

yes, you and marc have landed on a tall tower.

“just wait” khonshu says from where he’s floating before he disappears again.

“for what?” you whisper into thin air, you and marc circling around while looking for anything suspicious.

you heard one twig snap in the distance, making you freeze, and just before you tell marc six people basically spear out of no where, attacking both you and marc.

three people for each you and marc.

it was a mess of punches and kicks with trying to keep the guys off of you.

you got hit in the nose pretty hard, and a sharp dagger grazed your ribs a couple times.

you shot web after web at them, and it was only when you pushed the last one off the building that you heard a pained gasp.

you turned around so hard you almost got whiplash, and you see the last remaining person shoving marc off the roof, and you noticed something shiny sticking out of his thigh.

you yelled all their names at the top of your lungs, sprinting towards the person to shove them off as well and leaping off the top of the tower after marc.

he was falling faster than you, so you shot a web down towards him, barely reaching him before he hit the ground.

once the web stuck to his chest, you shot another one out to the side, sticking to the building, stopping both yours and marc’s movements as you hang there, keeping yourself from falling while making sure marc doesn’t either.

you strain your muscles as you try to keep you and marc from falling to your deaths, trying to sway marc back and forth to try and wake him up.

“marc! please- wake up!” you feel tears brim your eyes, the mask fading off of you as an idea forms in your head.

you slowly lower yourself down, until marc is as a safe enough distance to try and drop him as gently as you can.

and once you do you drop down yourself, then rush through the grass to check his pulse, making sure the healing armor was doing its job.

and it did, khonshu explained to you once how sometimes the shock of an injury could make the user pass out, so as long as he had the armor he would only heal a little slower than usual.

you sigh in relief as that quickly turns into anger, seeing the man you pushed off the roof trying to crawl away.

you saw a hint of a scale tattoo on his forearm, making you clench your jaw as you angrily stomp over to him.

you lift him up by his collar and see the amusement in his eyes.

“who sent you?” you ask darkly, getting confused when he chuckles.

“hello miss harrow” he chuckles more and you take one of your hands off his collar to punch him in the face as hard as you can.

“why are you here?” you ask him, holding your fist out to hit him again if he didn’t give you an answer you liked.

“for you” 

another punch followed by you slamming him into the ground, being blinded by the color red while you beat the absolute shut out of this man.

punching and kicking and hitting until he takes his last breath.

and that’s when you freeze.

did you just kill that guy?

oh my god. you just killed someone.

you murdered a human being.

you blink, and when you open your eyes again you and marc are both back home.

“oh thank you khonshu” you whisper, moving to listen to marc’s heartbeat while he lays limp on the bed.

you wipe your tears and feel the suit leave your body, making you feel the ache of fighting.

you reach for your phone you left on the coffee table and dial the first number you found suitable for what you needed.

“y/n?”

“heyyyy buddy i need your help” you rasp out.

“it’s almost midnight- are you okay?” casper asks worriedly and you hum.

“just a little scraped up. you don’t have to-“

“no i’ll be there in five” he hangs up, making you scoff.

and literally five minutes later, there was a knock at the door, making you groan to get up and open it, revealing a worried casper you walks in.

“what happened? where does it hurt?” he asks you, stopping when he sees marc, a knife still embedded in his thigh.

“is he okay?” he asks shakily and you nod.

“yeah he’s fine it’ll just take a while” you answer, going to sit down on the couch.

he lets out a calming breath and gathers the proper items from the bathroom while you patiently wait on the couch.

“you really didn’t have to come all the way here” you start, casper sitting down next to you as he prepares an alcohol pad.

“i could’ve done this myself”

“you and i both know that you’re incapable of taking care of yourself” casper begins and you lift an eyebrow.

“that’s what i’m here for” he tells you smugly and you let out a breathy chuckle before he awkwardly takes another breath.

“where exactly are you injured? other than your obviously broken nose”

“my nose is broken?!” you exclaim, feeling you nose to realize it’s a bit crooked where it usually isn’t.

“don’t worry, it’s an easy fix- but where’s the blood?” he asks and you point to your abdomen before lifting your shirt up so that the three slices can be seen.

three clean slices, not too deep but enough to draw the sticky blood from underneath the skin.

casper’s focus though, was on the toned muscle of your stomach.

“when did you get ripped?” he asks and you make a face.

“that’s what steven said” you mutter before answering. “it was the spider”

casper nods and gently starts wiping the cuts clean with the alcohol pad, all while you look over at marc every couple minutes to make sure he’s still okay.

a lot has happened tonight. and very fast too.

casper finished cleaning the cuts and bandaging them expertly, so now you two were just sitting in silence until you broke it.

“what did i do to deserve you?” you ask out of the blue, making casper grin.

“what didn’t you do?” he retorts, making you smile as well.

it was like another flash, one moment you and casper weren’t even touching, and the next you were all over each other.

one hand in his hair and the other resting on his chest, where one of his hands was on the back of your head, gently pulling you towards him while the other rested gently on your waist.

you only broke apart to take a breath, and the second time you had to do that you decided to bring both your legs up to go on either sides of his, so that you were straddling his lap.

you deepened the kiss even more, each sides of your noses pressing against each other.

you felt casper gain confidence and swipe his tongue across your bottom lip, urging you to open your mouth.

you oblige without complaint, and the moment your tongues touch, you let out a quiet groan, letting whatever happened happen.

you felt casper slip his hand up your shirt, running his fingers along the healing cuts and scars from past injuries.

it was about to go further when you heard an annoyed groan, and that’s when you turned around to see marc making a face at you.

“i’m going the fuck back to sleep- jesus” marc mumbles, turning around and doing so.

you chuckle and press one more kiss to casper’s lips before getting off of him to go check on marc.

you gently lay a hand on his shoulder. “are you doing okay?”

“other than the knife inside me, yes” he mumbles, simply pulling it out and tossing it aside, the hole healing enough to not bleed out.

you sigh and nod, squeezing his shoulder as he drifted back off to sleep and you made your way back to casper.

“so” you start.

“where were we?” 

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A/N : omfg i’m so so sorry my internet went out and i literally couldn’t even go on my tumblr for like 4 hours :(((

but hey i finished it and it’s very rushed so sorry about that but i hope you all like it <3

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