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I relate to Steven Grant, because I too, am a coping mechanism for a mentally ill forty year old man
uhhhh what if like. the moon haunted you. or something
like pokemon
Is this anything?
WERE SOOOOOOOOOO BACK
Moon Knight boys, but it’s how they see themselves in headspace
Tumblr, please don’t take this down for man tiddies 🙏🙏🙏🙏
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And here's the Moon Knight pile of stuff I don't think I've posted here
(How obvious is it that I have the worst favorite no matter the fandom)
”Rise and live again. As my fist of vengeance. As my Moon Knight.”
Hello, Moon Knight Nation. How we feelin tonight?
so, in case you couldn’t tell, MK autism has taken ahold of me, and I’m about to make it everyone’s problem.
Bonus 👇
My baby girls (Jake Lockley fan art coming soon, probably)
STEVENN😍
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Call me something
Fic type -> NSFW + Drabble
Warnings -> Degrading kink, sub Steven, just jerking Steven off 🤷♀️, cum eating too
Word count -> 972, three or four book pages
Please check out my other drabbles either on here or on my AO3, the link is at the end <3
~Masterlist~ / Drabble I made alongside this one
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“Shit Steven…”
You feel his boner through his jeans as you half-straddle one of his legs on his bed, your knee pressing up against it.
“Ah, um, sorry love…”
He looks down, or to the side, wherever you’re not which isn’t anywhere really since you’re so close to his face.
“No no no no no, it’s cute how you’re all hot and bothered for me already.”
You say with a playful smirk as you place one of your hands on his waist and the other under his chin to lift his flushing face up to meet yours. He can’t seem to help but give you those doe eyes as he finally looks at you.
“I love how fucking sensitive you are, any little touch I give you drives you up the wall.”
Steven’s lips part as if to say something, a small exhale is let out onto your skin instead. He furrows his eyebrows as he presses his lips shut and tries to look away once more.
A spark of worry is sent through you from his reaction.
“Shit ‘m sorry Steven, I didn’t mean it like that…”
A beat of silence passes through, Steven finally says something beating you to it.
“No I… you… I-I’d like it if you meant it like that…”
You bite the inside of your lip as less-than-appropriate situations flood your mind, you lean in so your lips are nearly touching. He looks back at you with those same doe eyes.
“How far can I go?”
You trail the hand on his waist down to his hips.
“U-um, just whatever- whatever comes to mind…”
You crash your lips together in an instant, finding a rhythm quickly. Steven moans into the kiss as your hand moves to grip his hardening cock through his jeans, pressing your palm into it making his arms fly up to hug you closer.
You pull away and start kissing down his neck, sucking hickeys all down the length of it.
“Y/n-“
He involuntarily jerks his hips up into your hand, applying more of that sweet pressure he craves.
“So desperate. You’ve no patience.”
You mutter against his skin. Steven squeezes his eyes shut as a moan catches in his throat, feeling your hot mouth against it still.
A smirk forms on your lips as you realise the sheer effect your words are having on him.
You hastily unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans to reach down into his boxers.
“I c-can feel you grinning, you-you smug bastard.”
“I wasn’t tryna hide it”
His dick in hand you start to slowly stroke him, teasing the tip with your thumb.
“Oh-“
Steven lets his head fall forward into the crook of your neck, his hands sliding up your back under your shirt holding you close to him.
“You’re clingy too…”
You feel him sigh into your neck, then his breathing gradually getting faster and heavier as you speed up your hand.
“Don’t you- don’t you want me to do something?”
“No, I like seeing you like this. God I’m only jerking you off and you’re holding onto me for dear life.”
He groans and gasps slightly as you tease around his slit, massaging that sweet spot just below the head.
“C-call me something-“
“What?”
A moan interrupts his line of thinking.
“Just- just…”
“You have to know how pathetic you’re being Steven, getting off on me calling you things.”
It may just be something off the top of your head but his thighs flex nonetheless, almost closing in around your hand. He lets out a shaky breath against your shoulder.
“‘m close…”
“Of course you are, fucking slut. It barely takes anything for you to cum.”
“God-“
His grip on your back tightens as he arches his back into you, there’s sure to be marks left behind. Spurts of cum litter his abdomen and your hand.
Steven lets his head fall back on the pillow as he catches his breath, little moans weaving their way out as he comes down from his high.
All you feel you can do is look at how worn out he already is.
“You really enjoyed that didn’t you?”
“Well yea, I… I guess so.”
You chuckle quietly as you move to lay down next to him.
“I still have your cum all over my hand.”
He furrows his eyebrows.
“What d’you want me to do about that?”
He turns his head to look at you, not expecting the lusty stare he’s met with.
“You know you wanna.”
You smile as he looks at your hand held in front of him, then back to you. He purses his lips and can’t help but look back at your hand once more.
“Come on, I can practically hear you thinking it.”
You swing a leg over his waist and hold your fingers to his lips. He opens his mouth and starts to lick his cum off of your hand.
“That’s it, clean up your mess.”
He looks up at you as he licks a fat stripe up your wrist to the tips of your fingers, then going back and gathering the rest of it up. You can feel his breath against your hand, and how he clings onto your forearm so tightly preventing it from moving anywhere.
You reach down to him with your other hand and thread your fingers through his unkempt hair.
“Don’t waste any of it Steven…”
You narrow your eyes, he groans against your hand and both of you furrow your eyebrows.
He finally gets all of it off your hand, sucking a bit on the ends of your fingers just to tease.
“There…”
Barely a murmur out of him and he lets your arm go, awkwardly placing them at his sides not being entirely sure what to do with them.
You tighten your grip on his soft curls making him tense up beneath you.
“My turn.”
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My AO3
GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE
pornstar!moon-boys x fluffer!reader
part two: steven
special shout out to @writefightandflightclub for this masterpiece about feral steven!
a/n: some headcannons bc we filthy up in this bitch >:) this one turned out a bit longer than I anticipated
others: marc | jake | more steven
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as a fluffer, it's your job to know how to keep the boys interested. each alter has their own preferences:
(NSFW 18+ under the cut)
steven: the sweetheart
GIF by moonxknightx
Steven was the second alter you met. And this time, you were the one that was surprised.
Sweet Steven didn't seem like he had any business being a pornstar, but it turns out he's great at it. And the viewers love him.
Especially the ladies.
He's one of the tamer performers, acting as a gentle lover that provides comforting sex or the shy guy who's inexperienced. Viewers love how unapologetically desperate and pussy-drunk he gets on camera, how the slightest touch can set him off.
His most viewed video is him as a naive professor getting seduced then fucked by a slutty student. Needless to say, in most of his work, he's the one getting fucked, not the other way around.
You don't know why he followed in Marc's footsteps, becoming an adult performer, but it was only a few days after he joined the business that he asked for you. It was puzzling at first, meeting a variation of Marc who shares his face and body, but it was clear that they were quite different.
Unlike Marc, Steven craved softness and wasn't afraid to show it.
He reacts best to praise, gentle touches, and kisses like young lovers on a honeymoon. He likes to feel taken care of, ease into it instead of diving right in.
You found out pretty quick that you have to be more careful with him, one wrong move and he's spilling in your hand, eyes glistening with humiliation and embarrassment. Then it's another 15 minutes before the next session.
His sessions alway start with a greeting. Even after all this time, he's still very shy around you, acting like it's a first date rather than a quick fluffing sesh.
"Uh, hello!" He literally waves at you and you're not even three feet away.
"Hey Steven." Your voice is soft with him, as sweet as honey and as tempting as nectar. It's the first step to luring him in.
He always gives you that look even before you step into the room, one of longing and anticipation. Like you're the best part of his day. No wonder his partners are always falling for his shy smiles and dreamy eyes.
You sit on one of the couches in the prep room, gesturing to the spot right next to you, "Come 'ere, babe." He loves it when you call him sweet names like that.
You start with a kiss:
Your hand cradles his jaw and he nuzzles into it, his eyes shut, ready for anything you'll give him. You hear him sigh as you slowly lean in and press your lips gently against his, showering his mouth with small pecks, just enough to leave him wanting.
He whines when you pull away, eyes opening ever so slightly to see where you're going. You barely pull away enough to take your shirt off before he's pulling you back in for hungry kiss, hand on the back of your neck.
Steven can actually be quite demanding when he really wants something. And though most sessions consist of him obediently sitting next to you while you squeeze and tease him, sometimes he loses control.
He loves your taste, the smell of your perfume, and the weight of your body against his. His hands glide and mold over every inch of your body, attempting to memorize your figure for the hundredth time, as your hips roll against him.
You've found the best way to get him hard but not ruined is a few minutes of making out and clothed grinding. He's usually already plenty hard after the first few innocent kisses, but to stay hard, he needs physical touch. Closeness.
You.
But you have to strategically measure it out to get the best results.
The first time, you experimented by giving him head, but he physically couldn't stop himself from fucking your throat. He came with a cry, hand clutched desperately in your hair, forcing your lips to meet the tan skin of his hips. You're sure you'll have that image in your mind for the rest of your life.
Anyone who's witnessed Steven cum first-hand is as lucky as they get. His whimpers could inspire a nun to leave the church.
The second time, you gave him a handjob. He spurted against his t-shirt within a handful (lol) of minutes moaning your name, thighs trembling against yours. You also learned that he's not one to be edged unless the director wants him with tear-stained cheeks and reddened eyes. (sometimes they do though!)
Finally you figured out the best bet: kisses, nuzzles, touches, and grinding.
Steven whines out as you lave your tongue softly against his sensitive neck. His hips attempt to cant with yours, grinding his hardness into your heated center.
"Please, darling. Grind harder on me, I-I need it."
"Mm...No can do Stevie," Your hips raise so he's barely touching you, depriving him of much needed stimulation. "Can't have you busting in your shorts, can I?"
"No no no, ughnn..." He tries to hold your waist and pull you further against him, but you yank his wrists away, pinning them against the couch. "Please, I promise I won't. Jus' need a little more, is all."
You giggle at his frustration, but only answer with a peck on his lips before pulling away. You can actually hear him whimper when you roll off of him.
"I think you're ready, Steven."
"N-no. Not yet. I think I still need more. Yeah, a bit more will do me good!"
You perk an eyebrow as you consider the large tent at the front of his shorts. He looks up at you sheepishly.
"Yeah, I don't think so."
How would the OI characters react if the reader accidentally called them "husband" and was embarrassed after she realized her mistake?
This is so cute, oh my gosh! <3 Thank you so much for sending it!
OI Characters Called 'Husband' By Accident Headcanons
Steven: Absolutely giddy with joy! Yes, he is your husband. 100% heart eyes from him, he’ll grab your hand and squeeze it and smile. If you’re around other people he will call you ‘his wife’ straight away playfully and give you a sweet kiss on your cheek.
Marc: Bless this man, he freezes. Error screen across his eyes and frantically inwardly asking Steven and Jake if they got married before he realises he’s being silly.
Jake: Without missing a beat, will ask, “Where is my ring?” And then will tease you about it playfully for ages until you're laughing.
Nathan: This idiot doesn’t even notice. You think, at first, it’s because he’s not paying attention. But when he sees you’re embarrassed he’s like, “why? What wrong? Why’s that bothering you? I basically am?”
Anselm: It doesn’t matter where you are because Anselm’s going down on you there and then.
Cecil: If he’s high it takes him a good fifteen minutes to register what you said.
Club!Blue: He’s (unsurprisingly) a little shit about it. “Oh, you like me that much do you? You want to marry me?” Will smugly tell everyone. “They want to marry me.”
Orderly!Blue: He’s going to tease you until you cry, I’m so sorry. (He’s then going to fuck your brains out).
Jack: Do NOT say this unless you want to end up tied up in his trailer.
Santiago: Will joke with you about it, “Oh, calling me that because I nag you too much, huh?” Is secretly very pleased, but doesn’t want you to feel embarrassed.
Shimmer!Kane: Doesn’t quite get the implication, but he doesn’t like seeing you upset/embarrassed. Will give you a hug.
King John: Similar to Club!Blue, he’s going to be telling everyone and preening about it.
Rydal: Surprisingly gets all shy and blushes.
Laurent: He’s already got the ring in his back pocket.
Poe: Giggles about it in a very ‘oh my gosh, hee hee hee, do you like me?’ way, even if you have been together for years.
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I love khonshu so much omg
Arthur: Hey bro, what do you want to eat?
Khonshu: KILL HIM
Steven: A bagel
Khonshu: NO! CRUSH HIS WINDPIPE!
Steven: Two bagels
WHY IS THERE STILL NO KHONSHU/READER FICS IT'S BEEN 3 EPISODES
WHERE ARE MY MONSTERFUCKERS! Y'ALL R GETTING SLOW! I NEED FANFIC STAT!!
I MEAN LOOK AT HIM! HOW CAN U NOT LOVE HIM <3
If I had a nickel for every time I seen a emotionally unwell man with a pet fish I would two.. it’s not a lot but it weird that it happened twice
:)
The Blood Red Moon
(Moon Knightober 13th)
Those nights when the moon was blood red, were the nights where Marc felt more angry, more violent. Those nights he got a lot more done, Khonshu loved those nights... Marc’s suit gets covered with blood, and all he has to do to rid of it, is transform out of suit, and when he summons the suit again it will be pure white. Marc is fully aware of this, but he doesn’t do it, he can’t for he truly believes, he deserves to see all that blood. To see what he has done, what a “monster” he was becoming. Marc wishes more the blood red moon nights to be over, that relentless angry to go away, but those nights seem to last forever.
(This was my first time doing something and writing something like this, so bare with me)(This short text was inspired by one my previous post, about if/what would happen if the moon colors affect Moon Knight)
Bonus: Blue moons made Marc feel such overwhelming sadness, even unexpected grief with hints of angoy. Those nights were the hardest to keep Steven from surfacing,. He can’t let Steven be dragged into this mess, how could he. Steven deserves a happy life, not him...it the least he could do for Steven, right?
If the phases of moon affects Moon Knight’s strength, would the colors of the moon also affect them?
I don’t this been shown or discuss in the comics or the show, but I would to like to think the colors of the moon would affect their emotions!
Like a bloody moon would make them more angry or violent, a blue moon would make them more calm or sad, and a white/gray moon would not affect their emotions! Just to name a few ideas!
Bonus: Would they get stronger during a lunar eclipse, or would something else happen?
currently thinking about steven and layla with the song valentine by laufey... i should make an edit
thinking about jake being all so tough but yells "EL GATOOO" in high pitch everytime he sees a cat/kitten on the streets
my headcanon is that marc can sing well and plays guitar but he doesn't really do that often after all the moon knight-ing stuff so this is my headcanon when steven finds out
steven: WHA- so i can sing?!
marc: no no, *I* can sing. you just happen to share my vocal chord
steven: i'm gonna try it
marc: whatever
but then steven did sing well bcs in the end they share the same body and it's like what steven said: "it's the same body, innit? muscle memory and all that"
idk about you but i feel like jake lockley would love arctic monkeys
i'm pretty sure this is canon