#moon knight spoilers

[ivystoryweaver]

Some kind of alien—a symbiote named Venom—casts off its current host and begins to merge with Marc, forcing Khonshu away from his chosen champion and claiming Moon Knight for its own. The formerly stark white suit that struck fear into the hearts of criminals now looms as a jet-black shadow over friends and foes alike.

Jake and Steven! Two Marcs!

[juhbebbie]

The end of an era

[360iris]

Currently feeling very soft over how after Marc and Steven accepted each other and recognized they actually didn’t want to be without the other— Steven starts being the one to handle speaking to Khonshu—

Who had, up until the events in the show, grown accustomed to barking out orders and threatening Marc into blatant, powerless obedience with zero room to ever comfortably question the deity’s choices or motives.

But then Steven comes in, with an almost absolute comprehension of Khonshu that Marc had never had, and proceeds to advocate not only for himself but Marc as well.

Steven opens the door for negotiation and makes room for questioning Khonshu in a way he hadn’t ever really been before. Not with Harrow, Marc or Jake.

And if we look at the situation closer, we see that Marc went from fleeing his mother’s hatred and smothering abuse to being smack dab into another situation that stifled him.

Marc is good at fighting, at implementing violence because it’s what he’s used to having to resort to— but he doesn’t find any joy in explicitly harming or k!lling others.

This is a man who remembers exactly when and where he had to take yet another life.

And here he is, being made to murder night after night because Khonshu not only threatens to let his body return to lifelessness but also alludes to seemingly “enslaving” the only woman he loves in the world.

Anyway, I find so much joy and love in the scene where Steven begins fronting, Khonshu tells him to go away and is met with a “Bitch please, he and I are a package deal now. Get used to hearing from me!”

The days of Marc having to grit his teeth and force himself to commit acts he doesn’t want to are over, and now he really isn’t alone.

[mistressvera]

@mcuchallenge tournament - 2nd Semi-Final Moon Knight vs. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

[billygoat26]

Mooooooon Kniiiiiiiight

Buddy got an actual end credit scene worth of screen time and he became my favorite (Jakeeeeee)

[jake-g-lockley]

I'd like 12 with Reader & Marc Spector if that's ok .(with a slow passionate kiss please 😊)

The Butterfly Effect (Marc Spector x reader)

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Prompt: A picking an eyelash from B’s face, and their hearts are both beating like crazy

A/N: Thank you for this!!! Ahhhhh this prompt is adorable! Saw a butterfly and thought of this hehe, just Marc being head over heels in love. Also there are people who hate Marc?! Marc ‘babygirl coded’ Spector?! Are you fucking for real? I hope whoever hates Marc Spector gets fucking by a giant bright pink dildo with spikes :) 

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Marc Spector hated the idea of doing anything for people. No one ever did anything for him and he could not help to grow up and feel a little selfish. Nevertheless, the butterfly effect kicked in hard the second Steven signed himself up for volunteering. 

“Come on Marc, it’ll be good for us, you know maybe to cancel out all the shit we’ve done for Khonshu?” Steven suggested as he stared at the website.

Marc had reluctantly agreed, as long as Steven didn’t make him go for the sessions. But Marc was curious. He always felt that people who volunteered had hearts of literal gold and he did admire their patience and willingness to go all out for people that needed it. He started co-fronting with Steven to observe these people, to see their purpose. Steven never pointed it out to him directly, only making small conversations to Marc, mainly because he liked the fact that his alter warming up to the idea of volunteering.

Then one day, he saw you. You waltzed into the community hall like a glimmer of hope and Marc thought it was fitting that you were clad in pure white from head to toe, with a white bow in your hair. From the way you smiled, Marc could tell that you never had a bad intention in your pretty head. 

He had never seen a smile so genuine, so pure and it involuntarily tugged at his heartstrings. The way you moved and carried yourself with humbleness made him shamelessly stare and he was pretty sure if he had a mirror in front of him, he knew he would look like a big idiot.

“Mate, she's gonna think you’re a weirdo.” Steven whispered from the back of his head.

“But I am…” Marc said almost in a dreamily fashion.

“If you want a chance with her, snap out of it, pendejo.” Jake called out and Marc blinked, pulling himself out of his trance, arranging his face to something more decent.

Suddenly, you were walking over to him and Marc froze in place, his lips pressed shut and his eyes wide, unable to think about his next course of action. You immediately introduce yourself, stretching your hand in front of you for Marc to take and Jake beat Steven to it and took over the body before Marc could make a fool of himself.

“Marc Spector.” Jake took your hand and flipped it over, kissing the back of it, ignoring the tantrum that Marc started to throw at the back of his head. 

“Oh!” you exclaimed as your face turned red by the cute gesture. “H-hi, Marc.”

To put it quite plainly, you had noticed the man before you a few volunteer sessions ago and had been curious about him. He always seemed to keep to himself and you swore you caught him whispering to himself a few times. You also thought he was very pretty, with his curly hair and big brown eyes that shined with their own secrets. You had been hyping yourself up for a while now, trying to make yourself talk to him, but you chickened out at the last minute.

“What brings a pretty lady like you here?” Jake continued with his rizz and Marc was seething.

He silently agreed to switch with Marc while you explained how you were one of the main organisers and that you were here to check up on some things. Marc nodded along, loving how your voice matched your whole getup; sweet, soft and melodious. 

“So, yea! I thought I’d just come here and introduce myself.” you ended your sentence with a tinkling laugh that almost made Marc Spector fall to his knees, but he persevered and shot you a small smile.

Someone called your name from across the hall and you turned to look at them before offering Marc an apologetic smile.

“That's me. I guess I’ll get going. See you soon, Marc Spector!” you said before hurriedly turning on your heel.

“When will I see you again?” his voice reached your ears before you could go too far, reigning you back to him.

You turned and your hair flew behind you as you smiled at him. Marc was absolutely enraptured. He swore that his head was filled with cotton with the way he can’t seem to comprehend a single bodily function. 

“Next Saturday! When we take the kids from the shelter to the butterfly farm!” you instantly say, and Marc nodded before giving you a wave.

“Guess we’re clearing our schedule for Saturday.” Marc said with a small smile as he watched your hair swing as you walked away. 

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Marc awoke early on Saturday morning. Jake and Steven watched amusedly as Marc danced around the kitchen trying to get his morning coffee ready. Steven was ready to walk the body straight to the nearby hospital when Marc reached out for the loaf of bread and started making toast while wiggling his butt to a random rhythm.

“Jake, I can’t believe my eyes, he’s making breakfast. FOR HIMSELF!” Steven exclaimed as Marc grinned.

Jake just chuckled and decided that Marc could use the happy and healthy boost of dopamine. Gently, Jake grabbed ahold of Steven in their mind and pulled him to the back, shushing Steven like a mother goose when he started to protest. 

Marc finished up breakfast and got dressed as fast as humanly possible after getting out of the shower. He kept checking his hair, combing it back again and again as stray curls dropped to his forehead. He blew at the stubborn curl and dropped the comb, grabbing his car keys. 

The first thing Marc saw when he got to the butterfly park was children swarming you as they got down from the bus. You greeted them with a huge smile that nearly made Marc want to swerve his car into a tree but instead he parked and watched you animatedly talk to the children from his side mirror. His fingers reached out the open window and caressed your mirrored image.

“Fuckin’ simp.” snickered one of the two voices in his head and he pulled his hand back and grimaced, unbuckling his seatbelt. 

“Marc! You came!” You exclaimed, leaving the kids and skipped towards Marc. 

You stopped a little too close to him and Marc gulped and stared at you. You grinned at his puppy eyes and grabbed at his wrist, pulling him to the kids. Your presence made Marc want to start speaking in couplets and rhymes, but he was sure if he did try and open his mouth he would become a blubbering mess, so instead he nodded and smiled at the kids as they introduced themselves. 

Marc was absolutely enamoured by the way you would interact with the kids, talking to them and telling them every fact under the sun as you shepherded them through the farm. He soon found out that his eyes were never satisfied no matter how long he looked at you. He was in his own world and that world was made of you, your scent, your laugh and your smile. 

He felt as though he was dark darkness and you were a bright golden morning that had waltzed through the door of his heart. He suddenly found himself finding refuge in you, like a lost wandering traveller searching for purpose. He watched as your delicate hands softly caught a butterfly to show a kid. He found himself wanting to hold you as gently as the way you were holding the butterfly, as if you were as fragile as the butterfly itself. 

Marc had wandered a little too far behind from being in his own dreams and you noticed, turning and walking back to him as the kids were distracted by one of the tour guides. Marc noticed you walking towards him and panic set in the pit of his stomach.

“Quick! Look at the tree!” yelled Steven. 

“Everything alright?” you asked, genuinely concerned with how quiet he was. 

“Oh, yea, everything’s great, just looking at this…tree.” Marc said, looking at the tree before him, noticing the flowers that had blossomed around it, giving him an idea. 

“Yeah, it's pretty.” you said, tucking your hair behind your ear and blushing at the way Marc was covering up for how he was staring at you all morning. 

Marc looked around for any sign of people watching before reaching his hand out and plucking a flower, smoothly tucking it behind your ear. 

“Marc!” you hissed but couldn’t help but smile at the gesture. 

“It’s pretty, but you’re prettier.” Marc whispered and took a step closer to you.

“T-thanks, you’re pretty too.” the words leave your mouth before you could stop yourself.

Marc wasn’t listening anymore, his eyes were transfixed on a small eyelash that was on your cheek. If only he could focus all his energy to lift his hand, he could brush it away. His eyes dropped to your lips and you noticed it and swallowed the saliva that had been pooling in your mouth. 

Your heart felt like it was running a marathon, trying to pump enough blood to your head to let you think. His hand finally lifted itself and his fingers brushed away the eyelash, making you gasp softly. Your cheek was as soft as a rose petal under his calloused fingers and he couldn’t help but cup your cheek as you stepped in between his legs.

“Eyelash…” Marc tried saying over the beat of his own heart that he was pretty sure you could hear.  

You had been thinking of Marc all week, seeing him in your dreams and hoping that he felt the same way you felt about him. You smiled at the way a stray curl bobbed up and down at his forehead and the tinge of his beautiful flushed cheeks. He was so close and you wanted him closer as you leaned against his hand that was cupping your cheek. 

“Can I?” you knew what Marc was asking and there was no other answer other than yes that could satisfy your anticipation.

He leaned in and softly kissed you, as if he were the air that fluttered around a butterfly’s wing. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss as he pushed at you slightly, losing himself in you. He tipped his head and you couldn’t help but think about how perfectly his cute nose slotted against you, your hands coming to rest softly against his cheek. His lips slotted softly against yours and he tasted delicious, like coffee and butter. 

He pulled away reluctantly and the both of you were greeted with cheers and applause. You gripped onto Marc’s bicep and turned to see the kids and tour guides smiling at the both of you, one of the kids coming forward to offer Marc another flower for you. Marc smiled and kneeled before you, holding out the flower before him. 

“Will you go out with me?” he asked shyly and you shook your head slightly, taking the flower from him kissing his forehead.

“Of course I will, Marc Spector.” you whispered and he grinned before standing up and scooping you into his arms for another bruising kiss. 

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[gothvince]

reese you are everything to me. i would do anything for you i would die for you

[letthewhumpbegin]

Moon Knight s1e4

[maculategiraffe]

still not over the mcu moon knight show. there was SO MUCH interesting stuff it could have been like four of my favorite stories ever

-the relationship between steven and marc. marc suavely asking steven's crush out on a date to try to get the poor guy some companionship and then fucking it up. steven connecting with marc's wife on a level marc doesn't. FASCINATING DYNAMIC I literally yelled when they hugged for the first time in the afterlife that's some good shit!!!

-arthur harrow's Entire Deal. he used to be an avatar of khonshu until they broke up because khonshu is the fucking worst. now he's an avatar of ammit and runs a beautiful post scarcity commune of homegrown tomatoes and learning all the languages you ever dreamed of. it's great and ammit is great except it's entirely possible she's actually The Worst in more apocalyptic terms and marc who is well aware khonshu is a Horrible Boss has to deal with not only khonshu but khonshu's insufferable ex smiling serenely at him and asking if he wouldn't rather just. be happy :)

-all! the avatars!!! an entire cave system full of humans pledged to the service of various deities! who all know each other! and when marc stumbles in they're like oh. ...hey sweetie you're uh. khonshu's avatar right? and he didn't... um. explain anything to you. clearly. and you are... are you ok? you can say if you're not ok

-and marc being like "first of all no. I am not. clearly I am not ok. but that is BESIDE the POINT"

it was all so good!!! so much potential!!! oscar isaac!!! why did they fuck it up I'm gonna climb a tree and howl at the moon

[traveller-of-the-knight]

Uh... So #30 happened...

Spoilers under the cut

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I NEED MORE MARC AND CO I DIDN'T REALISE THE NEXT MOON KNIGHT WON'T BE HIM!!! BUT- BUT THEY SAID THAT KHONSHU'S SERVICE DOESN'T END AT DEATH SO- SO- WE MIGHT SEE HIM AGAIN? BUT I NEED TO SEE ALL OF THEM NOT JUST MARC!

Do you think he will appear though Badr? Who is now kind of sharing his body with the first moon knight? What if he shares his body with Marc from now on and they're just a new "system" (not really a DID system but you get what I mean)

Or somehow Khonshu breaks free

I mean it's a good ending for his life but...

I NEED TO SEE HIM HAPPY I NEED MORE MARC JAKE AND STEVEN CONTENT!!!!!

Please someone tell me they'll be back 😭😭😭😭

[trinhdrawss]

lators gators (wip of Steven Grant)

[age-of-moonknight]

BABE WAKE UP NEW MACKAY MK SERIES IS DROPPING THIS JANUARY

bro, I am AWAKE !!!! Thank all that is good for Mr. MacKay and Mr. Cappuccio (and you for the heads up 😜), because I had been eyeing the “Death of Moon Knight” event scheduled for the end of this year with some trepidation. I can’t believe that after the literal decades I’ve spent knee deep in comics, I forgot that A) death is patently impermanent in this genre and 2) Moon Knight’s whole schtick is that he doesn’t stay down for long. So yeah, I am pumped for Vengeance of the Moon Knight vol. 2 (and I’m digging the dual edged weapons he’s got there). Thanks for swinging by and letting me share in your excitement! :D

[juhbebbie]

Moon Knight (2021) #26

[crowcryptid]

no straight explanation for this

Pulling in his hair too?? Metaphorically. Say what you really mean, this is a safe space.

[alystar00]

Layla: Hey, what do you want to eat?

Jake: THE SOULS OF THE INNOCENTS!

Steven: ... Two bagel

Jake: NO!

Marc: ... Three bagels

[billygoat26]

You wanna know something? Marc Spector truly believed that- after he and I parted ways- I wanted his wife to be my avatar. Why would I need anybody else? When he had no idea how troubled he truly is…

*knock knock*

Meet my friend, Jake Lockley

FUCK YEAH I DO HAVE IT MEMORIZED!! HAHAAAAAAAAAA…

That’s not good, is it? Damn I’ve watched this show too many times. Oh well. Jake for the win.

R.I.P. wheelchair