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shahysshowroom · 6 months

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Oscar Isaac in black in white is something else 🤭

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mlys05 · 9 months

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m00nstera · 2 years

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#fanart #moon knight steven #moon knight marc #moon knight fanart #moon knight #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant fanart

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jake-g-lockley · 1 year

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If you want to, no pressure, #19 with dear Marc fronting, but can contain all moon boys of course. Really anything you wanna do is fine with me. Just excited to see what you come up with lovely.

Problems (Marc Spector x reader)

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A/N: Melodyyyyyy hehe I love me some heated Marc Spector content too. Thanks for the ask lovelyy!

Warnings: MDNI, Making out, dry humping (if ya squint mate), hair pulling, swearing, tiny mention of Wendy (im so fucking sorry y’all)

Word Count: 1.5k

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Marc Spector wasn’t in the best of moods.

He took a deep breath and held his textbooks close, counting random numbers to clear his head as the elevator brought him to his floor. He was exhausted, tired from the failing classes and yelling at the lecturers. He just wanted to dump all of his books onto his bed, grab his gym bag and release some steam in the gym. That was all he had to do to make him relax.

Simple right?

Wrong.

Marc’s other problem lived in his dorm with him and that problem was you. It had been weeks and the both of you had been trying hard to move out of the dorm, but everytime you did, there was a scheduling error that could not be solved which only made the both of you more frustrated.

You had created a set of rules for the both of you to follow and you followed them religiously. You were the quiet studious girl while Marc was the unbothered jock who did not give a shit about any rule. That’s why the both of you didn’t get along. In fact, you hated each other with a burning passion, passion so fiery that you both could probably blow up the entire row of dorm rooms if you wanted to.

Marc rolled his eyes and set his hand on the doorknob, knowing what awaited him on the other side. He flung the door open and you turned to glare at him from your desk.

“Not a word, I don’t want to hear it.” Marc says before you even open your mouth.

“You fucked a chick here when I was at the library! Are you out of your goddamn mind, Spector?” you stood up and slammed your textbook close.

“I said, I don’t want to hear it.” he pushed again, not wanting to look at you as he shoved things into his gym bag at a rapid pace.

“You think it's fun to chase someone out of my dorm at 3 am in the fucking morning? You really think the world revolves around you huh?” your rage was boiling over you and you wanted nothing more than to beat Marc Spector to pulp with your bare hands.

You were tired with the way he waltzed around as if he owned the place, as if he could just do as he pleased wherever and whenever. He was moving around the room, mumbling the word “deodorant” and tossing things around.

“Yea I fucked that chick, so what? What are you gonna do about it? All you do is sleep over your books and worry about studying, what am I supposed to do about it?” He grumbles back, pulling his pillow to check his bed for the missing item.

You stared at him, appalled at his stupidity.

“I don’t even do anything to you Spector, why are you doing this to make my life so fucking miserable?” you yell, unable to control yourself any longer.

To your shock, Marc slides his hand across his desk, causing his pencil holder to go flying across the room, making you gasp. He screams in frustration, and slumps onto his bed with his face in his hands, unable to stop the angry tears from leaving his eyes. He barely let himself take a breath before he looked at you, his head yearning to say sorry but his mouth twisting into a wild scowl worthy of his own mother’s anger. Your heart drops to your stomach as you take note of the tears staining his face, unable to move a muscle as he slowly lifts himself from off his bed.

“You wanna talk about the things you do to me? Huh?” he says coldly prowling closer to you, like a panther about to strike.

You find the brain power to make your legs move but you stumble into your chair, catching yourself at the last second. You were confused. What the hell could you have possibly done to Marc that you were unaware about?

“You, you’re the one who makes me miserable, not the other way around, so please don’t tell me that I am anywhere close to making your life agonisingly painful.” he growled through gritted teeth.

He was getting closer now, you could see the angry vein popping from his neck.

“You wanna talk about how you pull my head right out of a lesson and into all the things I would do to you?” your eyes widened slightly and your ears perked up at the way his voice dropped slightly.

“You wanna talk about how I catch myself watching you when you slowly rub your makeup off your face and do that little smile when you’re done wishing that I could be the cause of that smile?”

Butterflies took over and began their assault on every inch of your body, sending an array of goosebumps up your spine.

“You wanna talk about how I sometimes make the mistake of looking at you when you’re fast asleep, wishing that that pillow you hug between your legs was me instead?”

He was so close to the point that you could see minuscule tear drops clinging to his beautiful lashes.

“You wanna talk about how much I would do just to feel your lips against mine?”

The last line came out as a whisper, almost as if Marc didn’t want to admit it, almost as if it was a secret too blasphemous that he would rather pay whatever price he had to pay in hell rather than say it directly to your face. But it was too late, he had already done it.

You were surprised that your anger flared harder through your body, almost like a rush of adrenalin as you stared into Marc Spector’s wrathful brown eyes. Your hand shot forward and you grabbed him by the collar of his soft hoodie and you pulled him with all your strength, surprising him and making him stumble into you.

“If you’re so fucking desperate then just kiss me, you fool!” you spat, watching at the exact second when the air in the room changed to something that was out of your control.

Marc closes the gap between the both of you in an instant, sweeping you off your feet as his lips came crashing against yours. His hands gripped at your hips hard before coiling around your waist and pulling you ever so close, crushing every bone that existed in your body. You moan into the kiss, your arm looped itself around his neck and your free hand combs up his curls for purchase, pulling hard as Marc deepens the kiss, licking into your mouth with enough fervour to turn you into mush, almost as if he was begging you to let him be mad at you.

Once Marc Spector got a taste of you, he couldn’t stop. His hands moved quickly and almost fluidly, snaking under your sweatshirt to feel your skin. Only when you pressed harder against him did he slide his hand to squeeze one of your breasts, nipping at your bottom lip at the same time and making you whine his name and breathe hard against his face.

“Fuck I want to hear that again.” he said pushing you towards and down onto your bed.

His lips met yours more carefully this time and you could feel him keening into your touch as you slid your own hands up his hoodie and pressed your palms against his broad chest. You broke off the kiss and pushed him down instead, the vexation you felt against him slowly morphing into a confidence that you’d never thought you had as you straddled his waist. You brought your hand back up to the back of his head and pulled on his curls once more, making him arch back with a moan, exposing his neck for you to devour.

You started your assault on his neck, kissing, biting and sucking in a pattern that had him writhing against you, grinding his hips up to meet yours. His hands couldn’t seem to let go of you, as if he was absolutely hopeless without the feeling of you. All of his frustrations melted away and were replaced with a soft feeling of needing to float away from all his problems with you.

Once you were satisfied with the litter of marks you had left on him, you gave him one last, softer peck on his lips and slotted your face in the space between his neck and shoulder, catching your breath as you relaxed onto his body, covering him like a weighted blanket. You only came to your senses once you felt Marc’s hand in your hair, softly brushing through each strand with his fingers. Your hand found his and you laced your fingers with his, cherishing the warmth that he provided.

“Your deodorant is on your bedside table, by the way.” you murmur into the shell of his ear making him scoff softly.

Marc definitely didn’t need the gym today, all he needed was you.

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killrspringlock · 11 months

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i cannot believe that i just got over my obsession with a masked antihero (moon knight) and then miguel o’fuckinhara shows up on my front doorstep.

#spiderverse #moonknight #miguel o'hara #oscar issac #moon knight #masked men #marc spector #what the fuck goin on #i cant keep living like this #(i actually can)#(i definitely knew)#i love me a man with big shoulders #across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse miguel o’hara #moon knight marc #marvel

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traveller-of-the-knight · 11 months

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daddy-issues-99 · 11 months

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Steven Grant x GN Reader

Plot: You are very stressed and when you return home with Steven (and Marc) you just want to relax but Khonshu decides to be a dick.

TW: Not much, just yelling and you trying to throw hands

The walk home seemed like an eternity. It was loud and cold and people seemed to be trying to annoy you. You finally got back to Stevens apartment and before you were even facing the door you could hear arguing from inside.

You sighed and reluctantly pushed the door in only to see Steven and Marc arguing with Khonshu. You turned to shut the door and heard something being thrown at the wall and you were to tired to care.

You turned to face them leaning against the door waiting for them to acknowledge you, only to realize that they didn't even notice you came in.

You started to walk to the bathroom walking between the God and Steven just to hear them keep arguing. There was no stopping them, ‘Just let them burn themselves out’ you thought.

You got ready for bed putting on some sweatpants and one of Stevens tank-tops, no matter how annoying they all could be, you still loved wearing Stevens clothes.

You walked out of the bathroom and quickly had to duck to the floor as a flower pot came flying at you just inches from hitting your head as it shattered against the wall.

“That’s it!” You said throwing your hands in the air “I am done! Everyday I have to some home to you guys having the dumbest fucking arguments! Either shut the fuck up or get out!”

Steven was frozen “I m sorry Y/N I didn't mean-” “You don't tell us what to do.” Khonshu interjected “Who are you to command a god?” He asked poking you in the chest with his staff. “Get the fuck out!” You said jumping at Khonshu only to he caught by Steven.

“Let go! He deserves everything that's coming to him!” You said trying to pry yourself out of Stevens grasp. “He’s a god you cant do anything to him” “Watch me!”

“Khonshu please apologize, she’s stronger than they're stronger than they look” “I don't apologize, especially not to a mortal” “Khonshu” Marc started “Its late and quite frankly if we don't all calm down this whole buildings gonna collapse. So please, just apologize.”

Khonshu let out an annoyed sigh “Fine. I apologize.” “Thank you, now can you let me down please?” You asked kissing Stevens cheek. “Fine, but I was enjoying the ‘hug’” He said placing you down.

“Can we go to bed now please?” You asked rolling onto the bed. Steven climbed into bed with you, already in his pajamas.

“I love you Steven, even if your friends are dicks” You said giving his a quick kiss. “I love you to darling” He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close.

“Mortals...” Khonshu said, disappearing from the room.

#moon knight #khonshu #steven grant #moon knight marc #marc spector #steven grant x reader #marvel

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purgaytoryss · 2 years

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marc spector aka head of steven grant protection duo !! they r best friends no i am not mourning shut up

#ep 5 </3 #mk #moon knight #moon knight fanart #marc spector #steven grant #moon knight marc #moon knight steven #marvel #marvel fanart #oscar isaac

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simpformoonkight · 2 years

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Incorrect quotes with moon knight x reader!!

Mark : *Gently taps table*

Steven : *Taps back*

Layla: What are they doing?

Y/n: Morse code.

Mark : *Aggressively taps table*

Steven : *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

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Mark talking about him and steven: Tonight, one of you will betray us.

Y/n : Is it me, Mark ?

Mark : No, it’s not you.

Layla: Is it me, Mark ?

Mark : It’s not you either.

Khonshu: Is it me, Mark ?

Mark :

Mark , mockingly: Is IT mE Mark ?

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Mark : You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Steven : Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Mark : I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING LAYLA WITH ME

Y/n, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

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Mark : Steven isn’t answering their phone

Layla: I’ll call

Mark : Y/n and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Steven : Hello?

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Mark : Steven , I'm sad.

Steven : *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.

Layla: Y/n, I'm sad.

Y/n, nodding: mood.

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Layla: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.

Twaret: It’s not a joke.

Twaret: *sniffles*

Twaret: I’m a legit snack.

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Jake: We need to get through this locked door. Steven, give me your credit card.

Steven: Here.

Jake, pocketing it: Thanks. Mark, kick down the door.

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*khonshu is cooking*

Mark: Any chance that’s for me?

Khonshu: It’s for Jake . I’m planning on making some bad choices tonight, and I need them on my side.

Steven: I never realized the forethought that went into being a disappointment.

#writing #headcanons #quotes #scenarios #moon knight x reader #moon knight steven #moon knight marc #mark and steven #steven grant x reader fluff #mark spector x reader #layla moon knight #layla el faouly #khonshu #moon knight khonshu #incorrect quotes #incorrect moon knight quotes

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tastybluesprite · 1 year

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Hi! I’m not really feeling well since I’m bedridden sick, and I was hoping if you can make a MoonKnight one shot, where Marc & Steven take care of a teen! Reader whose like Eleven from Stranger Things, and she’s having a nightmare about her past and the boys comfort her.

I just think it would be really wholesome and cute

We’ll never let you go back there again

Hiya! I hope you feel better soon ☹️❤️‍🩹

Thank you so much for this idea it was so sweet and I almost cried writing it haha. I’m sorry if the intro is a bit long tho lol I tried to put a bit of character backstory for the reader and it ended up being a little longer than I intended it to be. I do hope that’s ok (I put a marking of where the actual fic starts). It’s angsty with comfort in the end. I hope this can help you feel better and that you take good care of yourself. ❤️ (also I want to mention that I tried making the DID as accurate to how it’s shown in the show as possible. I don’t want any inaccuracies so if I did anything wrong or messed anything up please let me know so I can do better).

You only started out as some kid from the streets. You had lost your parents at such a young age. Your mother was exposed to unnatural substances that made her very ill and she died giving birth to you, while your father died not long after due to heartbreak. The doctors were scared that you would end up with physical abnormalities due to the unnatural substances, but it was, in many ways, so much worse. They noticed a lot of weird things about you when you were dropped off at an orphanage. It wasn’t until you started making things float that they realized something was seriously wrong.

You then got sent to a lab where you were tested. They were horrible tests. Sending electrical currents to the pain receptor area of your brain just to see how it would trigger your abilities, forcing you stay awake for days in order to be able to test your brain activity and see what happens to it if you didn’t sleep. But no matter how painful the tests were, no matter how much you would scream and cry, or even beg them to stop or even let you rest, they wouldn’t allow it.

You finally ran away when you were old enough to figure out how. You were only about 15 years old and struggling to keep yourself alive. But a year later a man found you. He had said his name was Steven and seemed very worried. You recoiled from him when he tried to touch your hand. You almost ran away. But you eventually you learned to be able to trust him and went with him to his home. You soon after met Marc, who was just as nice. They had given you what you thought you could never have. You were given a new name, your current one, that had kept you well disguised and hidden from the labs system. You also soon got used to the system between Marc and Steven. They gave you so much unconditional love.

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One night you found yourself back there again. You were being dragged by a man in a lab coat, right down the hall you had been down so, so many times before. You knew exactly where you were headed. You tried to yank your arm out of the man’s grip but it was like trying to break out of stone. When you turn your head, you notice a familiar black silhouetted figure far behind you. “STEVEN! STEVEN! MARC! HELP ME!” You begin to scream at it, with tears streaming down your face. How could they have let you gone back there? You thought you could trust them. You kept shouting their name, hoping any of them would be able to hear you.

Then suddenly you found yourself jerking awake, realizing you had been screaming their names out loud in your sleep. You still felt a hand around your wrist and desperately pulled at it like your life depended on it. You were hyperventilating and trying to get away from whoever had you.

“Hey, hey! Love, don’t worry it’s me! It’s just me!” You recognized the British accent in the darkness and felt yourself calming down slightly. Your breathing slowed as well. You whole body was shaking uncontrollably. You realized you were drenched in sweat and that your face was wet from crying. Steven then turned on the lamp on the bedside table and you were finally able to see him better.

“Are you alright?” Steven asked gently. Upon hearing those words you felt fresh hot tears beginning to fill your eyes and roll down your cheeks. You let out a sob as your shaking body fall into Stevens lap. He just strokes at your head comfortingly and makes soft shushing sounds as he lets you cry for as long as you wanted.

“Love, what happened?” Steven asked, his voice full of worry, “You were shouting to Marc and I for help so we ran here as fast as we could.”

You just keep crying as you clench at his pajama shirt. Then Marc Spector fronted, “That’s alright kid,” he said as he continued Stevens head stroking, “you can tell us when you’re ready.”

When you finally start to feel a little better you grab to hold his non head stroking hand and try to tell him.

“I-I had a h-horrible d-dream…” you say with a weak voice, “I-I d-dreamt that I w-was b-back t-t-there. A-and t-that y-you l-left…” you start to sob again into his shirt.

“Oh.. Y/n… I’m so, so sorry you had to revisit that wretched place again…” Marc said sadly, “Please remember that we love you and we would never even consider making you go back there again.”

“But don’t you worry, Y/n.” Steven said with a soft smile as he fronted again, “we will absolutely NEVER let that dream come true, even if it’s the last thing we do. Never ever will we let that happen, and that’s a promise!”

With those words you calmed down a bit more and stopped crying. “W-will you s-stay with me?” You ask as you wipe the tears away. “Of course. As long as you want us to.” Marc said with a smile. He slowly lay you back on the bed and laid himself down next to you as he cuddled you in his arms. Soon the two (three) of you had fallen asleep. You didn’t wake up again from anymore nightmares that night.

#sprite🥤#fanfiction #moon knight #moon knight marc #moon knight steven #moon knight fanfic #moon knight fanfiction #marc x teen!reader #steven x teen!reader #marc and steven #marc spector #steven grant #marc spector angst #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #ptsd!reader #sad!reader #marc x sad!reader #steven x sad!reader

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taisha-san · 1 year

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I didn't have time to draw something for his birthday 😔 I only have this drawing I did on february.

Anyways, Happy birthday Marc 💛 (And Oscar Isaac too!!)

#my art #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #moon knight #marc spector #marvel moon knight #marvel #disney #drawing #moon boys #moon knight marc #marc spector x reader #oscar isaac

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shahysshowroom · 1 year

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Facts 🤭💁🏻‍♀️

#aesthetic #followme #marc spector #steven grant #oscar isaac #oscar isaac edit #steven grant edit #marcsteven #moon knight edit #moon knight #my edit #marc spector edit #marvel #500 likes #moon knight steven #moon knight marc #pretty boy #jake lockley

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kitkatdoodlez · 2 years

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Mr. Knight my beloved 🌙

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m00nstera · 2 years

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moon knight (and steven)

#fanart #moon knight jake #moon knight #moon knight steven #moon knight marc #moon knight fanart #moonknight #marc spector fanart #marc spector #steven grant fanart #steven grant #jake lockley fanart #jake lockley

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jake-g-lockley · 1 year

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hello, can you do prompt 2 with marc spector please? thanks 🤍

Touch of Love (Marc Spector x reader)

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Prompt: Head or shoulder massages

A/N: Thanks for the ask, nonnie! Ew, I'm so soft for Marc it's bad. Liddle bit of hurt + comfort <3

Warnings: Marc is hurt :(

Word count: 968 words

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You were shaken awake as your boyfriend slowly pulled your arms off from around his body. The bed dipped as he sat up and let out a loud sigh, followed by a sniff.

“Marc? What’s the problem?” you slowly drag as you pull yourself out of your sleepy state to feel for his hand that was planted on the bed.

“It’s nothing, angel, go back to sleep.” Marc’s voice seemed heavier than usual, almost thick with tears and that made you shoot up with panic, your hand scrambling to find the switch to the bedside lamp.

You flung yourself out of bed and walked around it, kneeling in front of Marc. It was then when you noticed that one of his hands was tightly clutching at his shoulder and his face was stained with tears. The crease between his eyebrows seemed deeper than usual, with the way his eyebrows were knitted together and his eyes screwed shut.

“Oh baby, what’s the matter?” you say, gently rubbing at his thigh.

“It hurts.” Marc whispered as tears escaped his tightly shut eyes.

Your hands quickly come up to his face to wipe away his tears as your heart broke for him. Marc never usually expresses his pain to anyone and you were pretty sure it was absolutely excruciating if he admitted it to you so quickly. His body was shaking slightly and his hand kept trying to knead a spot on his shoulder.

“Okay, sweetheart, I’m going to help you alright?” you rub his arm as your other hand comes down to the edge of his sweater.

He raised his arms up as you pulled and you noticed that his left arm was raised significantly less than his right one, so your hand shot out to hold his left wrist as you navigated the sweater slowly off his frame. Marc whimpered slightly as you slowly yanked the sweater off him and you soothed him with your words of encouragement and a few kisses to his forehead.

You hurried to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a few extra strength painkillers along with some pain ointment. You stopped at the window to glare at the moon that graced the sky, blaming it for your lovely boyfriend’s ailment. Khonshu’s ceremonial armour healed Marc from flesh wounds and cuts, but it left a dull ache that manifested to muscle pain that Marc could not help but live with. It took a toll on his body and left him feeling fatigued. You rushed to Marc’s side again and handed him the tablets, helping him drink them down with a little bit of water.

“That's it, that's good. Alright, tell me where it hurts.” you say softly, crawling onto the bed and taking a seat behind him.

“Left shoulder,” he mumbled.

“And?” Sometimes you realised that Marc needed a little bit of a push and you were there to give him your all.

“I think a muscle in my neck pulled. My head is pounding too.” he whispered and you placed a soft kiss on his neck, causing him to shiver slightly.

You squeezed a little bit of the ointment onto the space between Marc’s shoulder and neck, slowly rubbing it down with your finger tips, not applying much pressure.

“Marc, this is going to hurt a little, just bear with me, it’ll get better, I promise.” Marc nodded at your soft words and you sat up slightly and got to work.

You bared down your weight on your palm as you pressed into Marc’s shoulder, making him groan loudly and claw at your fingers. You persisted, ignoring Marc’s pleas to stop as you kneaded the knotted muscle, testing its tension under your fingers. You continued to press as hard as your grip strength could go until Marc groans dissipated into soft sighs. You handled his neck a little more gently, careful not to press too hard at his spine, using two knuckles to slowly ease the pain away.

“Mmm, thank you baby, you’re too good to me.” Marc mumbled and you shushed him with another kiss to his skin.

Marc was slowly turning into putty as his state of pain altered into something more relaxing. Your touch was like morphine and he was pretty sure that you had magic fingers that knew every nook and cranny that was damaged in his body. You were now pressing spots that he was too shy to admit was hurting and he sighed in relief as you smiled knowingly.

You had pulled him into a different position and he was now lying on his front with his head buried in the pillows as you worked your way up and down the broad plain of his back. You could visibly see him relax into your soft rhythm and could tell that the pain medications were doing their jobs.

When you were done, you sat beside him and turned him over so that his head was on your lap. Marc’s eyes were hazily staring up at you and you bent down to kiss his nose, causing them to flutter close as you giggled delightfully. You started to draw pressured circles on the side of his temple and a loud exhale escaped Marc and you knew you hit the right spot. You alternated softly pinching the bridge of his nose and massaging his temples for a bit before burying your hands in his curls and pressing at his scalp.

You were so focused that you only snapped out of it when you heard a soft snore emitting from Marc. You smiled happily at how peaceful his face looked and bathed in the fact that you managed to get him to fall asleep comfortably. You placed a soft kiss onto his lips and played with his hair until you yourself lost consciousness.

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paegoart · 8 months

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My only regret with canceling my Disney Plus is the fact I can't binge watch Moon Knight whenever I want.

#moon knight #moon knight mcu #moon knight marc #moon knight steven

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