#JAKE LOCKLEY MY BELOVED

[moons-dunes]

Ignore the fact that Jake is holding a gun. It’s fine

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[harleykeener]

do not enter is written on the doorway (but you can stay) - FlowerCitti

When it came to heroes and other vigilantes, Marc didn’t have any interest in interacting with them. He travels with Khonshu’s will, continuing to protect those under the moon and following through with Khonshu’s severe judgments. He kills and keeps Khonshu content and fed, shielded under the darkness of night and the flickers of the moon. (Or, Marc meets the Avengers. And then gets shot in the head.)

[valkyrieace]

HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY (MCU) MOON KNIGHT!

🥳🌙❤️

A whole year later, and heck you really did change my life. I know that sounds like an overreaction, but it was the catalyst that got me back into Egyptology and postgrad study, which I really let go over the last 10 years of soul sucking work. It’s so nice to be passionate about something again! And hey, I even went to Egypt for the first time ever in January (also something that had been delayed for 12 years)….

So yeah, thanks to everyone behind such a beautiful, passionate and empathetic show (particularly behind it’s mental health themes).

Aaaaand I still listen to the music every day… god it’s so gooood!!!! 😑👌

COME ON SEASON 2. NEED MORE OF THIS BOY RIGHT NOW.

[lockley-spktr]

Have you seen him?

Now you have :)

[moons-dunes]

Hmm… 👀

no, you wanna fix him. i wanna fix him a drink after he beats someone half to death. we’re not the same.

[er1th4cz]

Love Moon knight with my whole heart.

[horangislittletiger99]

Describing my taste in men in one image

[moons-dunes]

Moon Knight Text posts: Marc Spector me Core™️ Edition

Sorry for the bad quality. Idk how to fix it

[ladywynne]

Reminder that Marc Spector is very capable, yet very vulnerable too.

Manipulation - largely due to his intense need to protect. We see him be careful with the young man in Cairo. I think this instinct is intense with those he loves. He goes to extreme lengths that lead to his own personal submission and self-loathing and loss of literal self in order to protect Steven and Layla. He thinks he is unlovable, a mere tool whose sacrifices don't matter.

He always listens. He's very respectful, but more than that, he knows that he can't always trust his own perceptions.

He's respectful because he knows how it feels to be talked over, bullied, and to lose autonomy.

Steven is a defense against manipulation and emotional pain. When Marc can't see past his need to protect, or the pain is unbearable, Steven is there.

Jake is a defense against loneliness and worthlessness? Marc can fight back, but when he chooses not to, because he thinks he deserves it, or he wants to be the bigger person, Jake is there.

[oscarisaacsspit]

take my hand, wreck my plans, that’s my man 🫶🏽

[moons-dunes]

Steven is 100% the “fuck around and find out” type imo. For the first half of the show they really only showed him as a nerdy and lovable sweetheart, which he absolutely is, but he’s also a total badass and a force to be reckoned with once he finds his confidence.

I think he was so tired of being walked all over and having his kindness taken advantage of (ie: Donna talking to him like she did, Harrow being himself) that he finally snapped in a way. Looking at how he was beating the souls out of the sand zombies in the duat and in episode six when going up against Ammit/Harrow, when only a couple episodes prior he tried to call a truce in the middle of a fight and got impaled several times for it.

As for bargaining with Khonshu while millions of lives were at stake, it kind of makes sense that he was so tired of being treated like dirt and he didn’t want that for Marc either. And let’s be real, if the consequences weren’t dire then Khonshu would have found a way to manipulate Marc into staying. I think Steven knew that, and took advantage of Khonshu’s motive.

You know what I think about a lot.

When my boy Steven Grant sat down to make a deal with Khonshu for Marc’s freedom he did it while thousands of people were needlessly dying.

Steven Grant, sweet, kind, gentle Steven Grant, sat down to shamelessly manipulate a god into getting what he wanted while people were being murdered en mass. In fact, he used these peoples’ deaths as a goddamn bargaining chip to get what he wanted.

Steven Grant was ready to let the world burn for Marc Spector without an ounce of hesitation or guilt and I feel like we don’t talk about that enough.

[clementine221b]

i’ve rewatched moonknight FIVE times. need s2 STAT.

[jake-g-lockley]

Cookie Shenanigans (Steven Grant x reader)

Masterlist | Spotify Playlist

A/N: Based on this post again, giggling and kicking my feet as I write this hehehe

Warnings: MDNI, sexual content

Word Count: 1k Tagging: @i-still-dont-like-your-face @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

You sigh the second your feet hit the corridor to Steven’s apartment. It had been a long day at work and all you wanted to do was take a nice long shower and then cuddle with Steven. Or take a nice long slower with Steven. Either way, you were only craving one thing and that was Steven’s warm chest and comforting arms. 

You padded your way to Steven’s apartment, stopping in front of the door to pull out your spare key. You slipped the key in the keyhole only to notice that the door was locked from the inside, with the latch. Steven must have forgotten that you said you were coming over so you slipped your keys back into your pocket and knocked softly. 

“Steven, baby, latch.” you say loud enough for him to hear. 

You frowned when no one replied. You were positive that Steven was inside, there's no other way you could explain how the door was locked from the inside. You knocked and called out for him again and pouted when no one answered again. You pulled your phone out and brought Steven’s contact up, hitting the call button and tapping your foot nervously against the door.

You heard the soft ringing from inside of the apartment and you knew from that second that your boyfriend was up to no good. The last time he had been left to his own accord, he tried to shave his head and almost ended up with no eyebrows. The ringing stopped but suddenly a big crash sounded from inside of the apartment, making you slap your hand to your mouth in horror. 

“STEVEN! Sweetheart, what the hell are you doing?!” you yell a little louder.

“Nothing…” he mumbled from inside.

“Can you just let me in?” you sigh, pressing your forehead to the door.

“OKAY FINE! I’ll let you in but you gotta close your eyes!” 

“That’s fine with me.” you smile at your boyfriend’s mischiefs. 

You closed your eyes and a few seconds later heard the latch click before the door swung open. Steven’s hands were on your eyes and he muttered apologies into  your ear as he guided you into the apartment. The first thing you smelled was the heavenly smell of freshly baked gingerbread cookies. You smiled but didn’t question it knowing that you had crashed upon Steven’s surprise. 

He suddenly let go of you and you found yourself in the bedroom, him smiling sheepishly at you. You raised an eyebrow before giving him a kiss, smiling against his lips as he pulled you closer by your hips. He pulled away before he could lose himself in you and smiled at you, kissing your cheek. His face was flushed, his cheeks red and a small dusting of what looked like flour was smeared on his forehead. 

“Go shower, and stay here until I tell you to come to the kitchen.” Steven says sternly before walking out. 

You resisted the urge to giggle as you watched his retreating butt before grabbing your towel and hopping into the shower.  Once you came out of the shower, you dressed yourself in one of Steven’s sweaters and curiosity began to take over your senses. 

You tiptoe out of the bedroom, making sure to avoid any creaky floorboards as you edged closer to the wall near the kitchen. You took a peak at what your boyfriend was doing. From where you were standing you could see Steven’s eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration, the crease in his eyebrow becoming more prominent by the second. He had a piping bag in his hands and was carefully detailing something, perhaps a cookie. 

His tongue was wedged between his teeth and his eyes were squinting slightly. His concentration made him look so beautiful and perfect, the quiet atmosphere of the whole apartment adding to your peace and happiness. He finally set the piping bag down and smiled down at whatever masterpiece he was creating. 

“Darling! You can come out of the room now if you’re ready!” he called out without looking up from the cookie in front of him. 

You scurried back to the room and walked out casually, arranging your face to suit the look of confusion you needed to show Steven. 

“Tada!” he exclaimed, gesturing to the kitchen counter. 

You looked down and your eyes instantly widened at the sight before you. You clearly didn’t expect whatever Steven was making and when your eyes landed upon them, you were so taken aback that your breath was stuck in your lungs. 

On a tray before you were a set of beautifully piped sex position cookies. You stared at each position, and your mind flashes to each one that Steven had put you in whenever you both were doing the devil's deed.You started to giggle as your eyes shifted from the missionary cookie to the doggy cookie to the cowgirl cookie.  

“Are you laughing at my talents, love?” his British drawl curled right past your brain and went straight to your cunt as your eyes flutter. 

His hands were on your hips, pushing you against the kitchen counter as his mouth made quick work of your neck, leaving soft kisses that clearly were spurred on by the existence of the cookies in front of you. 

“Go on, take your pick.” he murmured into your ear, holding one of your hands up to skim over the cookies. 

“Can’t I just have them all?” you ask sweetly, your mouth watering at the prospect of your night.

“Don’t be greedy, sweet angel.” he said before nipping at your skin.

You grabbed a random cookie as you moaned into the pain. Steven smiles against your skin and takes the cookie from you, pushing your lips open with his fingers before feeding the cookie to you. You were so delighted by the taste of the cookie and the feeling of Steven’s hardening member against your ass that you were going to float away to heaven. 

“Fucking amazing Steven.” you whine as you push yourself against him, making him chuckle against you.

“I think it’s time we recreated some of these, don’t you think so too, darling?”

Reblogs are appreciated ~~~~

[moons-dunes]

Loki season 2 this, I Am Groot season 2 that. When does my son Moon Knight come home from the war, huh? What about that?

[age-of-moonknight]

“What If Venom Bonded to Moon Knight?” What If…? Venom (Vol. 1/2024), #5.

Writer: Jeremy Holt; Pencilers and Inkers: Jesús Hervás and Geraldo Borges; Colorist: Ceci de la Cruz; Letterer: Ariana Maher

[pschrdr]

I need to be headlocked by this man ASAP