#moon struck

[softlyspector]

Moon Struck - Series Masterlist

Summary: Steven asks you out, Marc falls in love.

"“Cheers,” Steven chirps quietly, ignoring Marc. He knows he has a goofy smile on his face, he knows that he’s just staring at you.

But you’re smiling back and Marc is strangely quiet now, a glow of happiness lingers there. Steven has a suspicion that he’s happy too, basking in the fact that you said yes."

Pairings: Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Jake Lockley x Reader

Series warnings: mostly fluff, angst, pining, canon-typical violence, threats of violence, angst mostly from Marc because he’s just like that, Jake Lockley really likes the word fuck, minor mention of depression

Series status: COMPLETE - the main story is complete and any added parts will be bonus content

Main Series

Moon Struck - Steven asks you out, Marc falls in love.

Over the moon - Steven takes you out, Marc continues to be in denial about his feelings.

Three Moons - Marc takes you out, and Jake steps into your life.

The Moonbeam additions - every first time is different.

Moonlight - You really like to read in Steven’s flat, and Steven likes having someone to come home to.

Crescent - Marc has never felt lucky, but with you, he does.

Jake [Untitled] - coming soon

Bonus chapters

Gus the Second - You and Steven name the fish, Marc absolutely hates it. (this takes place between Over the moon and Three Moons)

Alleyway Cats - You and Jake take care of the alleyway cats. (this takes place after Three Moons)

Moon Struck headcanons

Moon Struck q & a

Moon Struck q & a 2

#moon struck #moon struck series masterlist #moon knight #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #marc spector x reader

[glamboyl]

Male Dancer - Moon Struck by Julietta

#male dnacer #moon struck #fit model #photomanipulation

[ginger-by-the-sea]

#bella luna #October Moon #moon struck

[aprilllflowers]

#moon goddess #looks to the moon #moon struck #stargazing #peace #inner peace

[elizabethanism]

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

Mad Girl's Love Song. Sylvia Plath, 1953

#Mad Girl's Love Song #Sylvia Plath #bewitch #insane #love #moon struck #you #sina #love poem

[chloesimaginationthings]

Gregory and Abby's first stop at the FNAF pizzaplex is Freddy!

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #abby schmidt #fnaf gregory #glamrock freddy #fnaf #fnaf movie #security breach #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #they snuck into the pizzaplex without anyone knowing lmao #this is Gregory’s ver is ‘my dad works at Nintendo’ #Abby would be absolutely star struck and just believe Gregory no doubt #and Gregory is feeling so cool about himself BAHA #Had to let Abby meet Glamrock Freddy she’d be over the moon about him #they are all so silly I love em

[amphibianaday]

day 1553 and day 10 of amphibiuary

#amphibian #frog #amphibiuary2024 #not what i expected to do for yellow but the moon inspiration struck

[ohyoudosmellgood]

they’re watching the eras tour movie

#they are so me #twilight #taylor swift #eras tour #eras tour movie #bella swan #edward cullen #twilight renaissance #twilight saga #rosalie hale #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #new moon #eclipse #breaking dawn #jacob black #renesmee cullen #emmett cullen #friendship bracelets #my girlfriend struck again

[kaleidoscopek9]

For @laurzzz

Based on their animatic they made for the punk! AU. The moment Moon finds the photograph and realizes his memory’s been erased.

#I DREW THIS AS FAST AS I COULD AAAA #angst angst angst #I live for it #this lyric from the animatic especially struck a cord with me #and I couldn’t get it out of my head #punk sun & moon #punk! moon #punk! sun & moon #laurzzz #digital art #k9's art cart #procreate

[zelda7999]

Baby, you're like Lightning in a bottle ~

Got inspired to murder my friends <3 <3 <3 So ya'll may have the cute doodles too! As a treat :)

#My Art #Accidentally Undercover #<- I love these boys #so so much #fnaf Sun #fnaf Moon #fnaf Eclipse #Love struck idiots #We love them so much #They're all love struck!!! #Plus cute lyrics #Electric Love is a great song #inspired many murders!~ #I also hope it looks like Eclipse is holding your face... #I tried I really did ;w; #The love struck looks I am proud of #And Moon is just a gremlin #hehe now that he's got your love? #he ain't letting go~

[softlyspector]

okay hear me out - jake + the alley cats & kittens & reader mentions how she wants to name them but jake is like no we can’t bc we will get attached and we can’t keep a ton of cats (all while he has secretly named all of them already and accidentally exposes himself one night by talking to them) 🥺

aka you and jake feed the alley cats and jake makes a naming decision without you. ~1.3k

this takes place in the moon struck universe but can be read alone.

“We could name her something cute - like Bella or Milo,” you say, glancing back at Jake where he leans against the wall at the mouth of the alley with his arms crossed over his chest.

He rolls his eyes at you, but his voice is butter smooth and sunshine warm when he answers you. “No, mi vida. We name one cat, we haveta name ‘em all. And then what? You and me and the boys and forty cats in the flat together? We got enough cooks in the kitchen as it is.”

You snort and stand, brushing off the legs of your jeans, cats swarming around your ankles, meowing up at you. “First off, there are five of them, not forty. Second, I know Steven would be on my side about this.”

Jake tilts his head at you before pushing off the wall and approaching slowly.

A stack of tinned wet cat food is in the bag slung over his shoulder, and the beasts around your feet dart out to meet him as he moves toward you. 

You smile sweetly at him, fluttering your lashes up at him when Jake stops in front of you. “Please?”

“No.”

The smile drops off your face. “Fine.” You reach out a hand to take the bag from him. “You're so mean to me sometimes, Jake Lockley.”

“Just protectin' the home from an invasion of damn cats,” he informs you, squatting down to rub one of the cats between the ears. It's the fluffy cream colored one. She's loud and demanding most days, and reminds you just a little bit of Jake.

The first time you caught Jake out in the alley, it had been raining. A steady mist that most Londoners ignored entirely. You were hurrying by the alley, on your way to Steven's flat for dinner.

You weren’t meant to see Jake that day. And you almost felt like you were intruding on something personal. He’d been crouched down in a circle of the animals, speaking softly to them in Spanish, petting one and then another and laughing when one of the others began to complain loudly for his attention.

"Jake?" You had asked softly, so you didn't startle him. “What are you doing?”

When he stood and looked at you, Jake's eyes had been wide, almost worried, trying to play off what he was clearly doing there, bowls of food at his feet, loving cats calling loudly up at him.

But you had only asked excitedly, "Oh, are you the one that feeds the cats?"

Jake's cool confidence had slid back into place at the elation in your voice. He had nodded and gestured you forward. “Sure am, hermosa. Come here and meet ‘em.”

After that, it became you and Jake’s thing. Every evening, you feed the cats together. You haul out the cans of food and traipse down to the alley. You crouch together on the dirty paving stones and spoon food into the bowls you bring.

You watch them eat and pet them.

And you get the very real pleasure of watching Jake turn soft. He speaks lowly to the cats in Spanish - who actually stop meowing like they're really listening to him speak, lining up in a ring around his feet.

It took some time for the crowd of them to warm to you, almost like they were protective of Jake, not trusting of any human but him. 

Now, you repeat with emphasis as you and Jake finish distributing the food, “I know Steven is on my side. He thinks we should name the cats too.”

“Yeah, mi vida, and me and Marc actually agree on something for once. No naming. No cats in the flat.” He tugs you to your feet as the cats swarm the bowls of food, eating happily, a cacophony of purrs echoing around the alley. “Besides, doesn’t matter what those two think. These are our cats.”

And so they are. 

That’s something he’s been adamant about - that this is your thing, your special little routine together. 

You send an exaggerated pout his way. “You're so mean to me,” you repeat. “You and Marc.”

Jake rolls his eyes, snarking at you, “Why don't you and Steven fuckin' coordinate it then? Why don't you two name them?”

“Cause it's our thing, Jake,” you say, because it's true but also because you know Jake will respond well to possessiveness. “Me and you.”

Jake smirks at you and pulls you into his arms, curving you into the center of his orbit. “Right. Me and you. So no fuckin’ intervention from Steven.” 

“Sure,” you reach up and touch his cheek, the corner of his mouth. 

Jake doesn’t react to your touch, his dark eyes tracking the movement of your hand before his gaze flickers back to yours. “None of you are good at names anyway. I have to think about the tragedy that are the names of the fish every fuckin’ day.” 

You think about Gus, Guy, Gun, and Dancer currently swimming blissfully along in their tank upstairs. “Maybe you have a point.” 

~

The cats remain nameless for a season. 

At least, you think they remain nameless. 

Until one warm summer evening, you hear him. 

You were running late to meet Jake, a meeting at your new job at the library running over. And you can hear him talking before you even reach the alley, his voice carrying out to you on a breeze. 

He’s telling one of the cats about something Marc said earlier, chatting and complaining at her like she’s a person so fuckin' stupid sometimes I swear, Luna when - 

“Did you just call her Luna?” 

Jake’s shoulders tense up and he stands and turns to meet your eyes. 

You smirk at him. “Don’t-,” he starts to warn but you’ve already begun.

“Oh, mi vida,” you poorly imitate his voice, teasing him. “We can’t name the cats. You and Steven just get soooo attached-,” 

Jake’s eyes go dark, his mouth a hard line, “Watch it-,” 

“You named them without me,” you accuse, letting your voice drop back into its normal cadence. “Why?”

Jake doesn’t answer you immediately, stooping back down to pet one of the cats. “Didn’t mean for it to happen. Just got tired of calling them all fuckin' cat. Then I didn’t want to tell you, since I made such a big fuckin’ deal about adopting them like they aren’t already ours.”

You snort and crouch down too, laying a hand against Jake’s shoulder for balance. “Okay, so what did you name them?”

Jake eyes you suspiciously, like you're letting the name issue go too easily. You don't really mind, find it kind of adorable that he'd hidden it from you.

“Luna, Willow, Charles, Max, and Knight,” he says, pointing to each in turn. “Good names. Not like those shit names the fish have.” 

“Luna and Knight are a little on the nose aren’t they?” You can''t help digging at him a little. 

“Yeah, sweetheart, just like your two fish, one tank theory,” he snaps back at you. “No one’s puttin’ any dots together but you.” 

You let him help you stand, his arm curling through yours as he leads you out of the alley, the cats trailing after the pair of you to the edge of their domain. You wave at them, listen to their little goodbye meows. “Did Marc and Steven know about the cats having names?” 

Jake hesitates, “Now don’t get pissed off, but yeah. They did. Asked ‘em not to tell, that I’d tell ya eventually.” He pauses and tugs you down the street, in the direction of a much frequented flower stall. “Was trying to figure out how not to make you mad.” 

“Why would I be mad? I wanted to name them too. I'm glad they have names.” 

“‘Cause they’re ours, cariño,” he sounds like he’s confessing something, like he's a little mad at himself. “And I did it without ya.” 

You pull Jake to a stop, touch his cheek before smiling. “Then don’t be so stubborn next time and listen when I suggest something. Like naming the cats.” 

Jake only looks half chastised, almost like he’s being put upon. “Sure thing.” 

“And so they’ll move in now?” You grin.

“No,” he says. “Absolutely not. Don't push it. They eat the fish and then where will we be? Steven'd be a mess for weeks.” You get in line for the flower booth, chuckling under your breath, Jake supporting your weight against his, “No more fuckin’ cat talk. Tell me what flowers you want so I can make make it up to ya.” 

You lean over to kiss his cheek, "Kinda like they're our kids, huh."

"Little like that," he agrees easily.

The flower booth owner greets you both by name.

#jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x you #jake lockley #moon struck #moon knight #moon knight fic #moon knight fanfiction

[betweenblackberrybranches]

I am so sorry. Sun and Moon hitting the Beaches!!!

#place #dca fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #daycare attendant #sundrop #moondrop #my art #they borrowed the shirts #this means nothing to my followers who arnt german but Ballermann!Sun&Moon #again i am so sorry #inspriation struck me like a truck

[paper-lilypie]

small offhanded thing I wrote before my battery went out. Have some more Runaway junk

#i hate being struck by a hurricaneeeeeeeee #here #nyeh #fnaf #runaway au #sun x reader #moon x reader #wip

[freshwater--mermaid]

Sunrise: Then VS Now

#sunhappy sunhinged and sunicidal #thats it thats my new favorite tag #the sun and moon show #sams sun #look im trying to write papers about this guy so ill stop ranting in my room but for now have this dumb picture #i drew it in ten minutes #i think about sun from the start of the series and i feel so sad #and then i think about sun now and i feel even sadder #never thought things could go worse from 'i share a body with my brother who hurts me' and yet #all my regulars i am sorry for sams brain rot i have been catching up on the series after months and it struck me down

[amystarrstuff]

big lor spoilers but i somehow only JUST realized this

so for those who aren't aware, the blue earpieces on argalia's design actually play white noise because he can't stand silence.

now, anyone who's lived in a city knows you very rarely get any chance to be in complete silence, so for a while i didnt really get the point of him having that until i realized THE BLACK SILENCE (WHO WAS ORIGINALLY ANGELICA) has the gloves that BLOCK OUT NOISE around her .

thus there is the implication that he got that earpiece SPECIFICALLY so he could fight alongside his sister ...........

#library of ruina #lor #argalia #angelica #library of ruina spoilers #lor spoilers #I AM SO FUCKING MENTALLY ILL IN CASE YOU COULDNT TELL. #these two have been on my mind nonstop for the past 4 days #no particular reason! at all! just got struck with the fixer brainrot like a hammer #project moon #projmoon #amuposting

[ottisbuns]

#project moon #lobotomy corporation #judgement bird #bongbong #lobotomy corporation oc #Clerk Gamma16 #It took me like two hours to make this I should be sleeping #but I was struck with inspiration and had to act