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strangejron · 4 months
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Just by Radiohead
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lux-emxx · 3 days
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Quite self indulgent if you ask me. but i wanna cry so . ig this willl have to do
𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 - marc s.
In which you finally lose your last straw with marc
paring: marc x fem!reader
wc: 1.26k
theme: angst, not really happy ending
✧˚ · . *:・゚✧*:・゚. · ˚ ✧
You were too tired to do this anymore.
You couldn’t stand it. All the excuses were too much.
“I'm sorry, but I can't tonight. I have things to do.” “The number you’ve reached is not available at this time. If you’d like to leave a message, press 1” “Can’t baby. I'll see about it tomorrow.”
The feeling of loneliness and emptiness hung around your head. It followed you like a curse. You remembered the good times. The times you spent together making a mess in the kitchen, or watching a scary movie curled up on the couch. Those times where you would go on long drives without any care for the world. Those times where only you could think of each other..
But they were all gone. The memories kept fading each and every day. There’s nothing to do about it anymore. 
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“Marc please answer me…please”
The moon hung high in the sky as you waited anxiously to hear the phone ring. Sitting on the floor next to your bed wasn’t ideal, but it definitely beat being in a bed that didn’t feel like home anymore.
After the fifth ring the phone went dead again. No answer. The tears ran down your face as small sobs left your mouth. 
Why didn’t he call me back? Why isn’t he answering?
You decided it wasn’t worth it. You curled up onto your bed and covered yourself with the warm cozy sheets. You slowly drifted off to sleep, trying not to worry over the man you loved so deeply. You hoped you woke up the next morning with him next to you.
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But alas that didn't happen. The bed was cold and empty as you woke up with puffy eyes. Your heart ached for him to come back. You missed him. You missed his hugs, his smile, his laugh. You missed how his presence made you feel safe. You tried calling him again and again to no avail each time.
“He’s just busy. He’ll come back.” you told yourself..
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He didn't come back until 8 days later. 8 excruciating days of calls that weren’t returned. 8 days where texts were read but not responded to. 8 days where the sunken feeling of being alone set into your heart.
It was 3 am. You woke from your slumber to get yourself a glass of water when you heard the door open.
You turned your head to see him. The man you’d thought to be the man you could trust. The man who had your heart ever since you were with him. The man who fixed your broken heart. The man that you could never let go of.
“Where have you been, marc?” your voice trembled, already feeling your heart sink as you watched him sit into a chair.
“Mission” he replied in a monotone voice.
“You didn’t tell me. You didn’t return any of my calls. You read my texts but didn’t respond! You didn’t even leave a note! Marc i was-” you started. Your emotions piling over you.
“Get off my back will ya? I had a god awful week and all i need right now is fucking rest. I don’t need to deal with you and your stupid nagging.” he grunted, laying his head into his hand
That was it. That was the last straw.
You had spent time and time again trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. Always giving him excuses as to why he wouldn’t pick up. Always trying to forgive him when he gave you his “im sorry it won't happen again” speech. 
But it did happen. Over and over and over again..
And this was it.
You were done.
“I'm sorry you have to deal with me. I never knew that it was such a burden. I’ll go.” you said with a lump in your throat.
“Ok then. Leave. Jesus.” 
And that’s what you did. Packed a bag with your most important things and left.
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Marc was used to waking up to the smell of your cooking. A warm meal to help him recover from the shit he’s seen. But the morning he woke up half naked on the couch, the apartment was empty. No sizzling pancakes. No distant humming coming from you. Just silence and cold.
He was confused for a minute. He walked all over the apartment looking for any traces of you. Some of your clothes were gone. Your favorite stuffed animal. Your toothbrush and toothpaste. He searched his pockets to find his phone. He opened it to find 26 messages and 29 missed calls from you. He attempted to call you, but when he put the phone to his ear, the phone operator said that the number wasn’t available anymore.
Now he was super confused. What happened?
It wasn’t until he sat down at the table did he remember the early events of that morning. How he told you to leave after you were expressing your worries to him.
Fuck.
He fucked up so bad
Fuck.
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You got up from the couch of your best friend’s apartment when you heard a knock at the door. SHe was at work and told you to crash as long as you needed. Thankfully, today was your day off, so you spent it on a self indulgent day. 
You walked to the door in your fluffy bunny slippers and your makeup headband. You opened the door to see him.
Marc.
“Baby,” he started..
“No.” you said, closing the door. But he stopped right before it could shut.
“Please , wait, just hear me out for a sec.” he pleaded.
You decided to listen to him, already making up your mind to stand your ground no matter what.
“Look, baby, i'm so so sorry. I'm sorry for not responding to you, or-or returning your calls and not returning your calls. Im so sorry baby, i promise it will never happen again. I promise. Please please please come back to me im so sorry…”
You could tell the emotion and regret. But still. It didn’t make u0p for the pain and sorrow you’ve felt for the last few months.
“Marc listen. I loved you. I was there for you. I supported you. But you took advantage of that. I can’t keep betting on your life. I can’t keep waiting until ungodly hours in the morning. I love you but i don’t think this will change. Im sorry.”
You felt his heart sink. You felt it because so did yours.
Marc didn’t respond after that. He just turned away, heartbroken and filled with sorrow. 
What will i do… without her?
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9 months had passed. You moved into a new apartment. You got a pet cat you named oreo. You had a very well-paying job. You had everything. You have been happy for a while now. You found joy in little things. 
You were happy
You were.
Right?
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Marc on the other hand wasn’t doing well. His life was in shambles. He slept constantly. He didn’t listen to anyone. He stayed cooped up in your old apartment, trying to recreate the old memories with you. 
But nothing worked. He had to see you.
He had to.
It was a busy day. You had just gone shopping with your friends when you finally sat down at the food court. You got to the table a bit before them, so you were scrolling on your phone when you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see him.
Marc.
Your marc.
“Hey” you started..
“Hey…can I talk to you?” he responded.
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welp
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jake-g-lockley · 1 year
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Am I tripping balls or do I see a little bit of Marc Spector in Barry B. Benson?
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Things from Marvel I want to get insid3 of me
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nexusdrawsss · 9 months
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I think the street level heroes would be friends
procreate 4hrs
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theawkwardartist12 · 2 years
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Molly Knight
Critical Role x Moon Knight
Molly as Marc Spector, Kingsley as Steven Grant, and Lucien as Jake Lockley along with the Moon Weaver in place of Khonshu (not depicted) And my friend who adores Molly having a crisis.
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12ebra21 · 2 years
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😟doodle🔪
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qaliidaseok · 2 years
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something's missing...
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ironman-stan · 2 years
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as a fandom, we've established that steven watches the great british bake off, that marc can't cook, and that jake owns a cat. i agree with all of these
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luxshine · 1 year
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So... my hand slipped and I just had to re-make the original Khonshu and his nestlings image I made with copics, but now in digital and with a more protective Khonshu because I will always love when Khonshu protects and loves his Avatar(s).
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marvelsurfing · 2 months
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Moon Knight / Marc Spector.🌙
Follow @marvel_surfing for latest updates.
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strangejron · 4 months
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My meow meows😭
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zen-zen-v · 2 years
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jake-g-lockley · 2 years
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Khonshu’s commentary is always peak
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chiefnooniensingh · 2 years
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Steven...looking a little rough, man.
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ghostly-lee · 2 years
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