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ik you usually make romantic fics, but could u make a fic where matt murdock adopts/mentors a teen vigilante? maybe even a spider-person

I can definitely take a crack at it! I’ll try whipping up something shortly for you!

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For me I would say if you want to post the chapters once you have finished them. But if you dont like that then it's okay and I can't wait for what rewrite would look like.

I don’t mind either way. I just care about yours and the others opinions because you’ve enjoyed it thus far. I’m starting to write up chapter one and I’ll see how it goes and if I really go thru with this rewrite or decide that what I already have is better. There will definitely be differences, but some things will be the same too because I really liked bits from the date chapter with Steven and some of the conversations I wrote with both of them.

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Sorry it’s taking me so long on the next chapter, I just can’t come up with anything that I’m happy with. I’m thinking about rewriting it because I believe I can rewrite it better. There will be kinda big differences. Marc won’t know ‘Scarlet’. Steven won’t know that his neighbor/love interest is Scarlet Spider. But I believe it’ll lead to a better build up. As people that enjoy the ‘original’ series I’ve written, I want to know your thoughts. If I do rewrite it, do you want me to get back up to around the point I stopped at and post them all at once, or post the chapters when I finish them?

@ninjarose23, @ahookedheroespureheart, @wendds, @spicydonut25

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Big fan of horror films, good ones, bad ones, random ones and I’m watching this one named ‘Robert the Doll’. This doll wrote ‘DIE’ with lipstick on a mirror, classic horror stuff. But now the mirror’s cleaned.

I don’t care if you’re a demon or not, that shit ain’t getting cleaned perfectly in like twenty seconds. Not to mention how short this thing is. Dude needs a whole ladder just to reach the sink.

#horror #horror films #horror movies

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I agree with you 100% about Andrew being the one who needs to be the Spiderman in Deadpool 3. BUT unfortunately andrews Spiderman isn’t in the universe of Deadpool’s marvel character and since Andrew still only belongs to Sony and Tom’s Spiderman has a dual contract with Sony & Marvel and his Spiderman being in the same universe as Deadpool’s timeline then unfortunately it’s going to be Tom. His contract still has 2 cameos in marvel movies left before he even signs on to another trilogy. I’m just hoping Sony gives Andrew one more solo movie even though it won’t be attached to marvel since his movie doesn’t have marvel characters he deserves one final movie to close out his intended trilogy

You speak the truth and I despise you for it! Joking, absolutely joking, I don’t hate you.

I did think about that a bit and for a moment, I thought Tom’s SM was Marvel because of those movies he was in, Civil War, Avengers, etc., and had my hopes up that (thinking No Way Home was Marvel) they could do what they did there and bring Andrew in. And then my brain actually decided to work and go ‘But it’s technically not Marvel.’ Doesn’t mean I can’t still hope though..

Then again, as I said before, I have no ill will towards any of it and I’m just excited to be getting a third DP movie.

As for Andrew, he absolutely deserves a third film. To me, he’s the best SM based on his acting abilities alone and I’d absolutely adore to see him on screen in his own SM movie one last time, though I am happy with the slight closure from No Way Home and would be okay if he decided to leave it there.

Not to say that the others aren’t good nor that I don’t like them because that’s preposterous, I love them all.

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Spider-Man. Deadpool. I love them both so much, especially their dynamic, but I have some problem with this.

Tom Holland is a good Peter Parker, no doubt, but if a Spider-Man is going to be in a Deadpool film, it should be either Andrew Garfield or Tobey Maguire or hell maybe even a new one, though preferably (out of complete bias) Andrew. Having Tom’s Peter in it, who’s established to be 18/19, will completely change the dynamic between SM and DP because he’s younger. I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t want ‘fan service’ for those who have DP ‘adopt’ SM. Yes, the art and little blurbs I’ve seen are kind of cute, but it’s not the main DP/SM dynamic. Marvel’s already strayed from the source material so much with all of its new shows, I just don’t want this to affect DP and SM too.

Yes. Tom is famous and he’s ‘riding a high’ with all these amazing roles, but I view this as the same mistake they did with Uncharted. I can’t say much about the movie since I refuse to watch it beyond the few clips I did see, but he looked too young to play Nathan Drake. I believe he’s a pretty good actor, but that’s not all when it comes to a movie based off of something like a game or a book, etc. And don’t get me started on what I’ve seen of Mark Wahlberg’s ‘acting’ in that movie, if you can even call it that.

Anyways, whether this is true or not, it’s not going to stop me from watching the film and appreciating the work that went into all of it, including Tom’s acting if he is in it. Though hopefully they’re using Tom’s Peter to deter us from thinking one of the other two will actually be in it or it’s just a rumor and the most we’ll get is a name drop. If it is true, well, so be it. I’ll still root for Tom because he’s just doing his job and playing a role he appears to enjoy. I have no ill will against anyone.

#spideypool #Deadpool #spider-man #tom holland #andrew garfield #tobey maguire #deadpool 3 #rumor

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Budding Romance

Chapter Six A Friends to Lovers Series Pairing: Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Female Reader, eventual Jake Lockley x Reader. Word Count: 1,323 Summary: Waking up after a terrible nightmare, Steven's filled with confusion as [Name] returns home sooner than he originally thought. Content Warning: None. Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome. Unedited Series Masterlist * Previous Chapter * Next Chapter (In Progress)

Shooting up in bed with quite a loud shout, Steven pats his chest before yanking on the ankle restraint. It'd all been a dream. One of those incredibly stupid dreams. After removing the restraint and throwing the painters tape away, he grabs his phone. Even though it had been nothing but a dream, he can't shake the unease he feels. Dialing her number, he holds the phone up to his ear while trying to put together a bowl of cereal with one hand.

"Hey, it's [Name]!" "Hello, love!" "Sorry I missed your call, I'm going on a trip and decided it'd be best if I left my phone at home. If you're someone I know and it's important, you've got my spare number. If you don't, try again sometime Sunday afternoon."

His brows furrow as he realizes he's never listened to her voicemail before. She's always answered his calls.

"That's odd, isn't it, Gus?"

He glances over at his fish as he pours the cereal into a bowl.

"But, don't worry. I'm sure she's fine and she'll be home in just a few days like she said."

It takes him a moment to process what he'd just seen and he's utterly shocked to see his little one-finned wonder has grown a second fin.

"What the..."

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"..Fudge."

Stepping off the bus, she stretches as if that could easily rid her of her pain. Things had not gone according to plan and left her with more bruises than she was comfortable with. She wastes no time rushing into her building and up the stairs, having no patience left for the elevator. Unlocking her door, she slams it open before kicking it closed with a sigh of relief. Her bag falls to the ground with a light thud as she kicks off her shoes. All she wants is to take a nice hot shower, but the light ringing in her ears causes her to stop.

"Khonshu?"

Even though the feeling of his hand on her shoulder causes a shiver to rack harshly through her body, she's relieved that it's only him. If he hadn't answered, she would've started meticulously looking for anything out of place. At the appearance of the god, she picks her bag back up. Marc had given her something he'd found on their mission, saying something along the lines of Khonshu wanting her to have it. It looked similar to the Eye of Ra, but it faced the opposite way, that much she knew. If anything, she'd have to ask Steven about it later.

"What am I supposed to do with this?"

Flipping it this way and that, she finally takes notice of the little hole sitting at the top of the medallion. It was a necklace. Rummaging through her drawers, she finds some string and feeds it through the hole. Tying it off, she pulls it over her head and lets it rest gently on her chest.

'You are smarter than you make yourself out to be.'

She freezes at the sound of someone behind her. Her mind races to think of how someone could've possibly sneaked inside of her home without her knowledge.

'Turn around, little bug.'

Doing as the voice says, her eyes widen and slowly move up to the floating skull of the moon god. After getting over the initial shock, she jumps with her arm raised, fingers sticking to the ceiling and her feet dangle in the air as she takes a closer look at him.

"Marc never mentioned the bird skull." 'Well, Marc has never been one to talk much.' "Really? That's a bit hard to believe." 'He has changed upon meeting you.. I can see the charm.'

And he really could. The way she holds herself along with the tone of her voice when not hiding behind the mask is refreshing compared to the barbarity that people are capable of.

"Charm? Who? Me?"

She laughs as she drops back to the floor, grabbing her bag to start unpacking.

"I'm in no way charming, birdie. If anything, I'm quite the opposite."

A knock ends their conversation early. The god disappears as she opens the door to an incredibly confused Steven. Though he's absolutely happy to see her, he's confused as to what she's doing back so early.

"You said you wouldn't be back until Sunday." "It is Sunday, Steven." "What? No. You're pulling my leg, aren't you?"

It hurts her to see him so confused, especially when she knows the reason why. In a matter of seconds, as horrible as it makes her feel, she puts up a ruse, keeping in mind that this whole ordeal isn't for her to explain.

"It really is Sunday. Are you feeling alright?" "I.. I don't know."

He starts rambling, telling her about his dream and even the incident at the fish store. Throughout, his hands constantly run through his hair while she listens closely to each and every detail. It was exactly how she recalled it, save for the moments that Marc was able to push through.

"Maybe I should start seeing someone..."

That comment nearly breaks her resolve, but she harshly bites her tongue. With a small frown, she reaches out to him. Her hand grabbing his causes him to finally look up at her as he'd looked away as he talked. Gently, she pulls him into a hug, one arm wrapped around his waist while the other starts soothingly running through the hair at the nape of his neck. Melting in her hold, his arms wrap loosely around her as he bends down slightly to rest his head in the crook of her neck.

"It's going to be okay, love. I promise."

They stand in silence for a while, though neither of them really care.

"How about I pop over to yours after I get all washed up? We can order something in and watch a movie. How's that sound?" "That.. Nice. That sounds nice." "Yeah?"

Pulling away, she cup his cheeks with a caring smile. Her thumbs brush his cheeks bones and he can help but let his mind rest to be here in the moment.

"Yeah." "Alright, then I'll see you in just a little bit."

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Putting some comfortable pants on, her brows furrow at a firm knock and the feeling of the hair on her neck raising. She looks around the room to spot Khonshu sitting on her small dining table with an aura of irritation.

"What's up, bird man?"

If he had eyes to roll in that moment, he would have, but instead he just sighs and responds as she slowly starts making her way to the door.

'The worm has further complicated things.' "The worm? The only other person apart of this that I know of is.. You mean Steven?" 'The worm, yes.' "Don't call him that. He's not a worm."

Opening the door, she puts on a calm smile at the sight of him, but quickly realizes that this isn't the man they were just talking of. Her smile doesn't exactly disappear, but it does shrink in concern as she looks at Marc. Before she can ask him anything, he starts going on a tangent about how Steven had found his things. He doesn't mention anything about the phone call that had been made earlier, but instead pushes past her to start pacing slightly. Steven wasn't meant to find out about any of this.

"Marc?"

He'd tried so hard to keep everything away from him and give him a life without worry. Feeling something touch the back of his hand, he finally comes back to reality. Her fingertips brush against him, taking it slow before wrapping them gently around his hand.

"Hey."

She moves to stand in front of him rather than his side, all the while still holding his hand.

"It'll be okay."

Though it's difficult to believe that, the way she looks at him causes him to nod gently.

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A/N: Sorry this took so long, there's been a lot on my plate recently. Taglist: @ninjarose23, @ahookedheroespureheart, @wendds, @spicydonut25

#moon knight #reader insert #female reader insert #steven grant #steven grant x reader #moon knight x reader #friends to lovers

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Pancakes

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader Summary: Waking up to the shuttering of his new camera, the two find themselves wanting pancakes. Who makes them better than Aunt May? Part two to Camera Also, while writing this I had Rosemary Harris's Aunt May in mind because she's my absolute favorite. Word Count: 1,038 Masterlist Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome.

When Peter leaves the bed so early in the morning, she doesn't think anything of it. Still on the bridge of sleep, she doesn't realize how long it takes for him to come back and only gives a sleepy smile when he settles beside her once more.

"Hey, baby?" "Hmm?" "Can you give me a smile?"

Slowly opening her eyes, she spots the camera held out in one hand to have them both in frame and laughs, leaning closer to him with a bright smile. She used to be self-conscious and hated having her picture taken, but after years of Peter showering her with compliments and reassurance, she grew to enjoy his surprise photo shoots. The shutter clicks, giving him the very first picture on his new camera. He does not doubt that it's perfect as he sets it on the bedside table.

"Morning, tiger."

Turning fully towards her, he wraps his arms around her, pulling her impossibly close. He releases a relaxed sigh as she begins running her fingers through his hair.

"What's the plan for today?"

Shortly after knowing she had enough money to purchase his gift, she quit her second job, leaving her with her usual weekends off and spare time. Though their apartment is small, they can live comfortably with her singular job and the money he makes from his photos.

"Mmm.. Pancakes." "Just pancakes?" "That's as far as I've thought and I will think no further." "Alright then, big guy. To the kitchen!"

Before he can pull away and sit up, she wraps her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. With a laugh, he kisses the side of her head before standing up and exiting the bedroom. Reaching the kitchen, he sets her on the counter and pauses to stay standing between her legs. Realizing that he's not stepping away, she rests her palms on his cheeks with a soft smile, thumbs gently brushing against his stubble.

"Have I ever told you just how much I love you?"

As he asks his question, he turns his head to press gentle kisses onto the inside of her hand.

"No, I don't think you have," she jokes. Of course he'd told her how much he loved her. In fact, he never let her forget it. "Really now?"

Moving her hands to his shoulders, he leans in with his hands on either side of her legs. Meeting him halfway, their lips meld together. The kiss is soft and so incredibly perfect. Around her, he always wore his heart on his sleeve and this is no different. Pulling away, she nudges her nose against his with a giggle.

"Pancakes, Peter." "Right."

She leans to the side slightly so he can reach the bowl in the cabinet behind her. Soon enough, she's mixing the ingredients as he gets the pan ready. Beyond the clinking of the whisk on the bowl, it's quiet. The silence between both of them is comfortable. They don't always need to be talking to get along, in fact some of their best moments have been nothing but actions. Once it's thoroughly mixed, she hands him the bowl.

"You sure you can handle it?"

With the roll of his eyes and an exaggerated sigh, he can't help but smile. He doesn't mind her teasing and if he did, he knows all he has to do is speak up and she'd stop instantly.

"It was one time." "So, we're not counting Christmas?" ".. I forgot about Christmas." "And Thanksgiving that one year?" ".. Yeah.."

Sliding off the counter, she wraps her arms around him from behind as he begins cooking.

"Even with your cooking disasters, you still make the best pancakes in the house." "Only in the house?" "No one beats May's pancakes."

With how wonderful their morning had started, he completely forgot how heavenly her pancakes were. He still doesn't know how she makes them so fluffy. Looking over his shoulder at her, he turns off the burner.

"Aunt May should be up."

Not having to say another word, they throw the dirty dishes into the sink for later and hurry to their room. After getting changed, they rush off to Aunt May's apartment. Not living very far, they're there within a matter of twenty minutes, knocking on her door with giddy smiles. She answers it rather quickly, having already been up for hours.

"Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise! What brings you two around?" "What? Can a man not just want to spend time with his aunt?" "Can you teach me how you make your pancakes so fluffy?"

They were not on the same page. As he speaks, so does she, immediately asking to know her secret in the art of pancake making. This causes her to laugh and step aside to let them in.

"If you two wanted pancakes, all you had to do was ask."

[Name] quickly follows her to the kitchen after removing her shoes, not wanting to track any dirt inside for her to clean up later.

"I promise, we don't just use you for pancakes." "Oh, I know that, dear."

Having a feeling that this could be a bonding moment between his aunt and his girlfriend, he sits at the small dining table, fiddling with his camera and pretending to not be able to hear their conversation.

"So, did you give it to him yet?"

Not having seen it when they entered, she directs her attention over to Peter with a proud grin.

"I had no doubt that he'd love it. You did wonderfully, dear." "You gotta take some credit, May. I couldn't have done it without you." "Oh, nonsense. You did all the hard work." "May, if it wasn't for you, I would've had a total breakdown with everything going on. So, thank you, really."

May gives a little smile, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"You're far stronger than you think you are." "And you're the best aunt anyone could ever ask for."

Their focus is moved towards nothing but pancakes for a while and isn't broken until they're plating them on three separate dishes. Without them noticing, Peter had snuck up on them with his camera, capturing the moment in all its beauty.

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A/N: This was supposed to just be a drabble, lol.

#the amazing spider-man #spider-man #peter parker #peter parker x reader #reader insert #female reader insert #x reader #x female reader

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Nightmares

Pairing: Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Jake Lockley x Reader Summary: Waking from an overly realistic nightmare, you turn to your boyfriend for help to calm down. Word Count: 780 Masterlist Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome.

Though her eyes are open, she can't bring herself to move just yet. The dream she'd had was terrible and felt so incredibly realistic it takes her a few minutes to discern dream from reality. Once she separates the two, it doesn't make her feel much better as the pit in her stomach only grows. Without thinking, she begins gently shaking the shoulder of the man holding her.

Steven

Without opening his eyes, he hums in questioning, not yet fully awake.

"Steven."

At the sound of her shaky voice, his eyes shoot open and he quickly props himself up on his elbow to look at her. Tears have started streaming down her cheeks. She tries to wipe them away, but it's no use as she sniffles lightly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Through broken sobs, she explains her nightmare. It wasn't often she got them, but when she did, they always shook her to her core due to their realism. Even when sleeping, her brain remembers every little aspect of their apartment and even the most recent outfit both of them have worn, only making it worse.

"Oh, love.."

Pulling her close, he lets her bury her face in his chest as she grips tightly onto his nightshirt. He rubs soothing circles on her back while murmuring little nothings against the top of her head.

"It's going to be okay, I promise. How bout we turn on a light, hmm?"

Even though it feels a bit childish, she nods slightly. Without moving too much, he twists to turn on the lamp sitting on his bedside table. It floods the room in soft light, not too bright to prevent sleeping, but just enough to read whenever he brings a book to bed.

"I've got you, love."

Marc

When he doesn't wake, she removes his arms from around her waist and crawls out of bed. Rubbing her hands down her face, she shakily makes her way to the front door. Even though it's already locked, she unlocks and locks it again to try and calm her troubled mind. When it doesn't help, she steps back as tears start running down her cheeks. She was being irrational. It was only a dream.

"Babe?"

She doesn't turn towards him as he sits up in bed to look at her shaking form. Throwing the blankets off, he rushes to her. Since he's helped her through multiple nightmares, he knows what's brought around this odd behavior.

"Is it the door?"

While wrapping her arms tightly around herself, she nods adamantly. Last time it had been the window and the time before that, the bathroom. He doesn't question her further nor does he make fun of her, knowing that this is more than just a childish dream to her. He makes sure that she can see him unlock the door and lock it again before turning back to her. Bringing her into his arms, he sways them both calmly.

"You know if anyone got in, I'd beat their ass, right?"

With a shaky giggle, she nods, earning a small smile. He'd do anything to make sure she never had another nightmare, but he knows that just isn't how it works.

"Come on."

Leading her back to bed, they cuddle closely under the covers. After all the crying, she'd exhausted herself so much that she falls back asleep within minutes.

"I'll always be here for you."

Jake

Instantly awake, he looks at her with a somewhat agitated grunt. It takes a moment for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room, but once they do, he's immediately worried and fully awake. He knows this look despite only seeing it once before. It had been ingrained in his mind as he silently vowed to make sure she never felt so terrified again.

"I've got you, cariño."

He pulls her tightly against him, his arms wrapping securely around her as she cries. Nothing frightened her as much as those nightmares did and it breaks his heart seeing her like this. When her small sobs turn into a soft sniffling, he pulls back just enough to look at her again.

"I would never let anything happen to you. Prometo." "I kno- I know."

Pressing a gentle kiss to her lips, she further melts in his arms. She was safe here with him no matter what that nightmare made her believe.

"Do you think you can go back to sleep?"

After a few minutes, she nods and buries her face back into his chest as he further wraps himself around her form. Slowly dozing back off, he stays awake until he's absolutely sure she's sleeping peacefully.

"Haría cualquier cosa por ti, mi alma."

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Cariño - Dear Prometo - I promise Haría cualquier cosa por ti, mi alma. - I would do anything for you, my soul.

A/N: Every few months, I have an overly realistic nightmare. I just had one the other night and now I know I won't be able to sleep properly for a while. I also have to frequently check to make sure the doors are locked to get even some semblance of security that only lasts for a few hours before I forget if I've locked the doors and start panicking again. Life is great, isn't it?

#moon knight #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #reader insert #female reader insert #moon knight x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader

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False Alarm

Pairing: Kane x Reader Summary: Taking the dog out in the middle of the night isn't necessarily uncommon, but at the first sign of trouble, Kane jumps into action. Word Count: 307 A/N: Very short, just a little blurb with Kane taking place in a bit of a rural area. Based off of what happened to me the other night, lol. Masterlist Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome.

Whining and whimpering sounds throughout the house, a telltale sign that a certain bloodhound needs out. Not wanting to get up, she gently shakes Kane, waking him only slightly.

"Honey, I think Copper has to go."

He only hums and closes his eyes. With a small sigh, she pushes off the covers and gets up. Sliding on her slippers, she heads toward the living room where their dog waits patiently. As she unlocks the door, she scratches behind his ears before letting him out.

"Good boy."

Still in bed, Kane reaches out for [Name] only to feel sheets. Thinking nothing of it, he tries to doze back off. Nearly asleep, he jolts up at the sound of aggressive barking and a shout. He kicks off the covers and sprints to the door while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Grabbing the gun beside the door, he jumps down all three steps at once.

"[Name]?!" "I'm alright!"

The giggles following her shout allows him to relax and lower the gun with a relieved sigh. He rounds the corner to find her watching the bloodhound as he sniffs around to finally take care of his business.

"Copper thought he saw something is all. Took off so quick I thought he was trying to chase something and called after him. Sorry if I scared you." "It's alright, as long as you're safe."

He stays at the corner, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as she calls for Copper. Kissing the side of her head, he leads her back inside, locking the door after the dog passes him. They lay back down, her on his chest with his arm draped over her waist.

"I love you." "Love you too, darlin'. Now, back to sleep."

With a small yawn, she nods before she's out like a light, Kane following very close behind.

#annihilation #kane #reader insert #female reader insert #kane x reader #oscar isaac #x reader #x female reader

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Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome!

Moon Knight

Series

Budding Romance Masterlist

Moon Boys

Self-Defense: When being threatened, the boys are surprised by your self-defense skills.

Trouble Sleeping: How each Moon Boy helps when you have trouble sleeping.

Nightmares: Waking from an overly realistic nightmare, you turn to your boyfriend for help to calm down.

Marc Spector

Protective (Requested): I love protective!marc so much maybe he could save the reader from a creepy guy in a bar?!?

Steven Grant

Jake Lockley

Daredevil

Matthew Murdock

Reading Aloud: Reading to Matt has become a near daily action, one both of you enjoy.

Foggy Nelson

Frank Castle

Spider-Man

The Amazing Spider-Man Peter Parker

Camera: Peter's camera is outdated, so why not surprise him with something new?

Pancakes: Waking up to the shuttering of his new camera, the two find themselves wanting pancakes. Who makes them better than Aunt May?

Annihilation

Kane

False Alarm: Taking the dog out in the middle of the night isn't necessarily uncommon, but at the first sign of trouble, Kane jumps into action.

#masterlist #reader insert #female reader insert #moon knight #moon knight x reader #daredevil #daredevil x reader #spider-man #spider-man x reader

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Movies, Shows, and Characters I Write For:

Moon Knight

Marc Spector

Steven Grant

Jake Lockley

Daredevil

Matthew Murdock

Foggy Nelson

Frank Castle

Spider-Man

The Amazing Spider-Man Peter Parker

Spider-Verse Peter B. Parker

Spider-Man Mary Jane Watson

Venom

Edward Brock

Triple Frontier

Santiago 'Pope' Garcia

Francisco 'Catfish' Morales

Life

David Jordan

Rory Adams

Annihilation

Kane

What I Write:

Typically, One-Shots, Drabbles, or Miniseries. I don't mind Headcanons, but I can't promise that it'll be good.

Platonic and Romantic relationships.

Mainly Comfort and Fluff, Angst on occasion.

Smut or NSFW. I'm not that good, but practice makes perfect, right?

What I Won't Write:

Ships, i.e. Marc x Layla.

No Male Readers, I'm sorry.

Anything racist, political, pedophilic, etc.

If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask! And check back every once in a while because I might've added a new character!

#marvel #moon knight #daredevil #spider-man #venom #deadpool #triple frontier #x reader #x female reader #reader insert #requests #requests open #oneshots #drabble #midnight mass #bly manor

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Hey you writing about daredevil x reader ? Or no ?

I do! Daredevil has been one of my favorite heroes for years and Charlie Cox did a really good job, the best yet, in bringing him to life. Same goes for Jon Bernthal’s the Punisher.

#daredevil

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Hi I have a prompt! I love protective!marc so much maybe he could save the reader from a creepy guy in a bar?!? Thanks!!

My first request!! You have no idea how happy this makes me! There were like three different versions of this in my head, so if this isn't exactly what you're looking for, I'll gladly write it differently, but I really do hope you like this!

Pairing: Marc Spector x Reader Word Count: 555 Masterlist Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome.

Going to bars isn't necessarily uncommon as they've become a regular at this little place called Josie's. Well, she's been a regular for years, having gone with a few friends so much that most of the patrons knew her by name. Today though, they're going to a bar they've yet to try.

"How good do you think the food's going to be?"

Whenever they'd go to a new bar, they'd try the food and if it was good, they'd put it on a list of places to come back to if they were at a loss for where to go.

"I'm going to guess six out of ten." "Going a little high this time, sweetheart." "Well, this place looks better than the last."

They take a seat at the bar, ordering their drinks while talking about their days. As they finish their first drink, she begins leaning against him, her head on his shoulder while his arm lazily wraps around her waist. His thumb gently rubs against her hip as he smiles softly, just happy to be beside her. For a moment, he believes that nothing can ruin this, but not even minutes later does an obviously drunken man take the empty seat right beside her, ruining the peaceful air around them. As he starts flirting with her, Marc's arm tightens around her waist as the corners of his lips twist down. This man has the audacity to hit on her when it was more than obvious she's his girl. Even if she wasn't, can't he see how uncomfortable he's making her?

"She doesn't want anything from you, pal, so just fuck off."

Instead of apologizing and backing off, he doesn't give up, now grabbing her arm. Marc was trying to be nice for her sake so their night wouldn't be ruined over a fistfight, but the second that creep laid his hands on her, the man didn't stand a chance. In a matter of seconds, it was over. The creep is sprawled out on the ground with a broken nose and blood seeping from his mouth. Gently grabbing her hand, he leads her outside before anyone can even say anything. They're quiet as they head home, no longer wanting to be out. The second they step through the door, she's sitting him down at the kitchen table and looking at his slightly bruised knuckles.

"I'm fine." "There's a cut." "It'll be fine."

He sighs as she walks away only to come back with an antiseptic wipe and bandaid.

"I don't know where that other man has been, nor do I want to, but I'm not giving it a chance to get infected."

Watching her dab the cut with the wipe, he can't help but feel bad. If he had handled it differently then maybe they'd still be out having a good time.

"I'm sorry I ruined our night."

Stopping what she's doing, she looks up at him with a small frown. How could he think such a thing after he'd just saved her? Without him, well, she doesn't want to think about what could've happened.

"You didn't ruin anything."

Not wanting to dwell too long, she smiles while covering the cut with the bandage.

"At least we know not to go back there again. Definitely a zero."

He can't help but crack a smile.

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[the-butterfly-blues]

Trouble Sleeping

Pairing: Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Jake Lockley x Reader Summary: How each Moon Boy helps when you have trouble sleeping. Word Count: 609 Masterlist Requests or Prompts you'd like to see are gladly welcome.

Steven

He can barely focus on the chapter he's reading as she tosses and turns. For a moment, he thinks it's due to the dull light coming from the lamp beside him, but shakes his head at the notion. It had never bothered her before. Perhaps she just couldn't get comfortable or maybe she couldn't sleep. When she turns again, he sets his book down on his chest and reaches over to run a hand down her shoulder.

"You alright, love?"

She turns once more to face him with such a tired expression. She needs sleep, but it simply won't take her.

"Oh, love. Come here then."

He gently pulls her so that her head is lying on his chest. She quickly wraps an arm around his middle with a small sigh, releasing most of the tension in her body. As he begins reading to her with a soft tone, he rubs soothing circles down her back. Soon enough, light snores escape her lips and he figures he can pick up where he left off tomorrow. He sets his book on the bedside table along with his reading glasses and turns off the light before maneuvering into a more comfortable position, her head still on his chest and arm still wrapped around his waist.

"Good night, love."

Marc

The light of the television illuminates the apartment. Not feeling tired yet, he decided to watch some random movie while she went off to bed. An hour passes when he can hear the rustling of sheets and the slight groan of bed springs. Looking over his shoulder, he watches as she sluggishly makes her way over to him.

"Is it too loud?"

She shakes her head as she plops down on the couch, quickly laying down with her head in his lap.

"Trouble sleeping?"

The only response he receives is a huff as she buries her face into his stomach, earning a light chuckle. Turning the volume down a few notches, he begins tracing imaginary patterns down her arm. After a few minutes, she's sound asleep. Not wanting to wake up with a crick in his neck, he carefully picks her up and takes her back to bed. Setting her down, he quickly joins her with an arm wrapped securely around her shoulders as she unconsciously pushes herself closer to him.

Jake

Feeling around her side of the bed, he frowns at the coolness the sheets give. Slowly sitting up, he looks around their apartment to find her leaning against the windowsill.

"What're you doing," he grumbles as he kicks off the blanket to stand. "Couldn't sleep."

Rubbing some of the sleep from his eyes, he joins her by the window with a small sigh. He wraps his arms around her waist and presses soft kisses on the back of her shoulder. It wasn't often she'd have trouble sleeping and when she did, he usually didn't have to deal with it. He figures that it's about time he'd have to handle this and he doesn't mind. Not one bit.

"Come on, muñeca."

He easily leads her back to bed, laying her down so he can curl himself around her with his arms protectively wrapped around her waist. Though he's never admitted it, he finds it difficult, near impossible, to sleep without her now. As he realizes that sleep is still just out of reach for her, he begins humming. It isn't any known tune, just something random, something soothing. In what feels like a matter of seconds, though in reality it's been nearly half an hour, she's asleep and he isn't too far behind as his eyelids flutter close.

"Buenas noches, mi amor."

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