#Moon Knight mcu

[biilodyfangs]

[my-secret-shame]

[dis-aster9255]

If moon knight does appear in the MCU again but only as a side character and gets NO stand alone movie/season 2,

I will be finding the marvel executives and I will commit crimes

[traveller-of-the-knight]

STEVEN HAS A TEDDY BEAR ON HIS KEYS!!!!!!

AHSHSHSGSHS SWEET BOY STEVEN!!

Every like is another hug to our sweet boy Steven

[werewolfgirl1995]

*Also looks like they'd let out a pathetic sad little sigh for no reason

[thatonerandomlady]

[bubuslutty]

I'm friend with the moon AU

moon knight & fem!reader (platonic)

[lostalioth]

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→ premise: it was meant to be just a simple quick visit to your sweet boyfriend at work, a regular thing on your days off, something steven looked forward to. especially when the both of you snuck off to the bathroom.

→ pairing: steven grant x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, against the wall sex, bathroom sex so semi-public sex, creampie, nicknames [baby, love, darling]

→ a/n: kinktober 11

It was merely meant to be a short visit to Steven, your lovely boyfriend, at his job in the gift shop. You just missed him and wanted to see him, you didn't intend for it to end with the two of you sneaking off the bathroom.

“Darling I really need to get back to work, my boss won't like that I'm gone so long” he groaned out, his voice soft as his breath fanned across the back of your neck. His body betrays his words however as he makes no move to stop pinning you against the bathroom wall. His hands grab onto your hips as he drills into form behind. Your chest up against the cold tile wall, your hips bouncing off of his making a slapping sound that filled the echoey bathroom alongside your whines. Your knees grow weaker and weaker the closer you get and the faster and harder Steven thrusts inside you. “Mm baby please just a little longer im s’close” you whimper out about too loudly, the words slurred as your head was going hazier from the pleasure.

Steven's large hands leave your hips, one comes up to cup over your mouth muffling your loud moans, the other drifts between where your bodies are connected and rubs at your clit. “As heavenly as you sound love you‘re gonna get me fired if you aren't quieter” his voice trembles as he can feel you clench around him in response to him silencing you. His eyes screw shut in bliss as he can feel your cunt trying to milk his release from his aching cock. “Gonna cum baby oh fuck-” your words come out mumbled and broken from beneath his hand though Steven can hear you enough to understand.

“Cum for me darling” he moans out, his hips speeding up even faster trying to push you right over that edge. His cock hitting just right deep inside you and his thumb playing with your bundle of nerves you cum hard on his cock. Biting your lip to help further muffle the wanton moan that threatens to escape, it comes out as a strangled desperate whine instead. “Good girl baby, fuck im gonna cum okay love?” He grunts out as his hips falter in rmyth fucking you through your high. With an almost pathetic sounding whine leaving his lips, Steven’s orgasm hit him, shooting hot ropes of cum inside you. After a minute or two when the both of you catch your breath he slowly pulls out, the mixture of his cum and your own leak out of you, trailing down your thigh.

“Maybe you should visit me at work more often darling” he chuckles softly and leans down to kiss at your exposed shoulder. You smile sweetly at him as he quickly works at cleaning you up best he can before he goes back off to work with a short but loving goodbye kiss.

→ a/n: i have never written for steven, this is really short and kinda ass as i rushed it cause its like 2 days later than when i wanted to post this, im trying to get back on track and not fall further behind so there will hopefully be another kinktober day posted today as well.

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

heyyyyyyy.... jake making you squirt............<3 *dies*

You have killed me, thank you.

Early

Jake Lockley x afab!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals • Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? •

Warnings: Pet names, p in v sex, reader thinking they need to pee for a sec, cream pie, squirting, Jake talking about him and Steven sharing their dirty thoughts, kissing, overuse of italics, not beta read, please let me know if I've missed a warning.

Word Count: 781

Jake kisses you messily. His chest pressed up against your back, your head turned to the side so your lips could meet. 

He’d accidentally woken you up with his mouth on your neck and erection against your ass, and now his cock was buried inside while his fingers played with your clit. 

His thrusts shallowly, slow and lazy, but you can feel the strain of his muscles, how hard he is holding himself back. 

He licks into your mouth, hot and messy. Half words and sweet praises escaping his lips. 

“Fuck,” he mutters, his hand grabbing hold of your waist for a second as he rolls his hips, before he goes back to stroking your bundle of nerves. 

His fingers are slippery from your wetness, his forefinger rubbing against you, while he slides his others further down every so often to feel how stretched wide you are, how his length slides in and out. 

Heat twists and throbs in your stomach, the sound of his slow thrusts echoing around the room as your slick coats his cock.

“Jake…” You mutter, pressing back a little firmer against his precise rocks. You’re wide awake now, even though it’s only just starting to grow light. 

“Hmm?” He groans, low and in his chest. The sound rumbling along your skin. “What is it, amor?” His voice rises at the end as the head of his cock rubs wonderfully inside and he wriggles closer. Lightly, he pushes his right leg between yours and bends it, forcing your own legs to move apart. 

You shiver, letting out a broken whine. 

“Fuck, is that nice?” He coos, biting his bottom lip before he kisses the shell of your ear. “Love it when you make that sound, love it.”

You nod rapidly. 

He nips at your pulse point, his fingers pressing a fraction harder as they drag across your clit. 

“I want to fuck you on Steven’s desk.” He breathes hard. His voice is strained, but there’s a little giddy edge to it you’ve come to recognise. The one that means he’s so horny he’s about to run his mouth without any real thought. 

“You’d let me fuck you on his desk, wouldn’t you?” He swallows, his breath is warm against your neck. “I’d spread out his books all over it, open them and then sit you right in the middle of all of them while I make you come.” He groans, his eyes rolling back a little. You don’t get a chance to answer him before he continues. “Then I’d take a photo of you all fucked out and send it to him… We talk about it sometimes.” He moans, his thrusts increase slightly, his hips smacking against your backside as his cock keeps rubbing wonderfully along your walls.

“You…” You bite down a moan, your head spinning, “You talk about it?” 

You can feel him nodding rapidly, “Then he’d fuck you in my car, in the backseat, get it all messy, you and the upholstery.” He groans. “As revenge.” 

Normally, part of you wants to point out that it’s not really revenge if both of them had agreed to it beforehand, but the logical part of your brain is too busy reveling in the feeling of him between your legs to form a coherent thought. 

“Does… does he take a picture as well?” You manage. 

“Fuck yes,” Jake mouths at your neck, dragging his teeth over your skin. “And we just keep sending photos to each other and then fucking you and making you come and-”

You don’t quite hear what he says after that. Pleasure tightens in your belly and pulses. But it’s deeper this time, makes you squirm hard and almost pull away. 

“Sorry,” you try to move away, but your body won’t stop trying to chase your orgasm. “I think I gotta pee.” 

“Oh fuck,” Jake’s moan overshadows your words. His eyes are glazed. “You don’t, it’s okay,” he kicks off the blankets and leans up a fraction, watching where his fingers stroke you. “It’s okay.” 

“Jake-”

“Trust me, let go.” He swallows thickly, as he focuses on continuously rubbing the tip of his cock against the same spot. 

And it all breaks at once. 

You come with a cry. Pleasure washing over you and bubbling up from the inside. Your thighs shake, your body straining under the weight of it, and it’s suddenly like a dam has broken. 

Jake groans headily as he sees you squirt and soak the sheets, some of it hits his fingers, and he shudders, swearing under his breath and panting out your name. 

He thrusts twice before he spasms and shakes, spilling himself inside you in a rush. 

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[moonyflesh]

a collection of my favorite Steven Grant moments because i related to him more than i think is deemed healthy.

[evilbubu]

Marc in that one CCTV footage:

[biilodyfangs]

obsessed with them

[my-secret-shame]

[ivystoryweaver]

Steven, It's Your Birthday?

Steven doesn’t think he has a birthday • tinge of angsty fluff • wc 700 • gn!boss!reader • not beta’d • inaccurate allusions to DID

Read Marc’s birthday story

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9:45 A.M.

"Steven, could I please see you for a second?"

You buzzed your assistant, who instantly scurried in from his outer office.

"Hey," you smiled at him brilliantly. "That was quick."

Granting you a mock salute, Steven asked, "How can I help, boss?"

Pushing off your office chair, you eased around to lean against the front of your desk. "You've been keeping a secret from me?"

Eyes wide and blinking, his cheeks heated under your scrutiny. "A secret?"

"Mm-hmm," you went on conspiratorially, "Something about today?"

"Today, em," clearing his throat, he quickly scanned his phone for an appointment he may have missed. "I'm not sure..."

"Steven, it's your birthday. Right?"

He paused, tucking his phone back into his pants pocket. "Right," he agreed. "That's right, the 9th of March. I suppose it is, isn't it?"

Smiling wryly, you reached out and squeezed his forearm. “I know you’re the one in charge of birthdays for the office. Did you think it wasn’t okay for us to celebrate yours?”

His eyes flew to where your hand rested on his sleeve, then right back to your tender gaze.

“It’s alright,” he shrugged one shoulder. “Can’t eat the cake anyway, since I’m vegan.”

“Of course,” you quickly nodded, withdrawing your hand. “Since I didn’t realize it was today, I didn’t even get you anything. So, I wondered if I could buy you a drink. Unless you have other birthday plans?” You blinked at him hopefully.

“No. No plans,” he almost coughed out. “A drink sounds wonderful. Brilliant, actually.”

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5:45 P.M.

“Steven, hi,” you gushed, seeing your assistant walk into the restaurant you chose. “I hope this is okay?”

“Of course,” he agreed, sitting across the booth from you. Live piano music drifted through the air. “Nice place.”

“Thanks, I like it here. But let me ask you something.”

“All right,” he agreed.

“Is it okay if we celebrate your birthday at the office tomorrow?” You asked, making sure he saw the menu that the server left for the two of you.

Gaze dropping, Steven pulled his hands to his chest uncertainly, compelling you to apologize for overstepping.

“No, it’s not that, it’s just…” Chewing on his lip, he paused, inhaling deeply. “We're friends, aren't we?"

Smiling warmly, you agreed. "I feel like we are."

"Good. Good, so I feel I can tell you things, from time to time. You see, I don’t really have a birthday.”

Shaking your head in confusion prompted him to continue.

“I wasn’t ever really born,” he went on, gesturing animatedly. “I sort of…emerged, honestly. I told you I’m a system?”

You nodded. “Yeah of course.” You’d met Marc a few times. He’d even worked a couple of Steven’s shifts when Steven wasn’t fronting.

“So, you see, Marc’s birthday is today, but I-I don’t remember any of our birthdays. I wasn’t even really born then. Or ever, actually.”

Reaching across the table, you squeezed his hand gently but briefly. “That must be difficult. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s all right, don’t be.” With trembling breath, he grasped your hand, enveloping it with his own. “This is so kind of you, really, and you’ve been absolutely lovely today.”

“You deserve it. You deserve to be celebrated, Steven,” you assured him with a tender smile. “On whatever day, in whatever way you want. You’re a person and you were born and you matter.”

“Thank you,” he breathed, eyes shining, fixed on yours. “No one’s ever…” Clearing his throat, he went on. “I don’t think anyone’s ever noticed my birthday before.”

“I notice everything about you, Steven,” you quietly gushed. Noticing his cheeks heat up, you cleared your throat. “Sorry, I mean, I’m your boss, but…I just can’t believe sometimes that no one’s ever…” You trailed off, hoping not to insult him. How was he possibly still on the market? Although you tried to keep your thoughts to yourself and avoid office drama, you couldn't help but flirt with him sometimes.

The corner of his mouth curled and he cocked his head as if imbued with a touch of confidence. “Are you trying to say this is a date?”

You gulped, noticing how his thumb brushed across your knuckles. “Do you want it to be?”

Leaning in, he fixed his gaze on yours. “It's all I could want for my birthday."

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[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

Tell me the moon is haunting you without telling me the moon is haunting you😭

[pummedraws]

"I shouldn't have brought him to that cave."

"Marc…"