#daddy Jake lockley

[innkeepercore]

Uncle Daddy Jake said yes to seeing Barbie 🥳💅

[taisiabelle]

Therapist: Oh, you definitely have daddy issues

Me: no, I don't

Also, me hours later realizing all my favorite fictional characters are older man....

[syrma-sensei]

Oscar Isaac in almost every random frame:

[xmalereader]

• MoonKnight Sugar Daddy AU •

You can also find more stories under the MKSugardaddy tag and more stories can be found on my Main Masterlist too!

『 Warnings: Sugar daddy au, reader is the daddy, main pair is with Steven, mentions of DID, short stories, fluff, angst, Egyptian gods, Khonshu and Anubis, Jake and Marc are around, power, money, nsfw 18+ 』

〈 l 〉~ 〈 ll 〉~〈 lll 〉

Summary: After the events in Cairo, Khonshu finally frees them (not really) and both Steven and Marc are back to having a normal life. Steven tries to get his job back at the museum but Isn’t succeeding. So, what happens when the owner of the museum takes in interest in Steven and not only gets his job back but spoils the man with riches.

〔 Short Story 〕

〈 l 〉

Summary: Reader travels to Gotham to meet an old family friend with Steven coming along. ( A short story of the sugar daddy AU series with a slight crossover between Bruce Wayne and Steven grant )

〈 ll 〉

Summary: Steven hasn’t heard from the reader in weeks due to his busy schedule. Once he returns back from his work trip he pays him a visit only to find the reader sick and alone.

〈 lll 〉

Summary: Steven finally tells reader about Marc after a few months into their relationship, no longer wanting to keep his alter a secret from the person they love and care.

〈 lV 〉

Summary: Reader meets Jake and shows him his work as the avatar of Anubis along with revealing further secrets and starting a new friendship.

Ongoing…

【 Headcanons 】

Private Time

[filmholicrose]

[official-mr-knight]

Jake why are you looking at the mirror like you did stupid shi-

[babylockley]

Papi 🖤

[commander-writergirl]

Little Family of Four

Synopsis: Five or six years after getting married, Marc finally feels like he’s were he’s supposed to be. With you by his side, he has never felt lighter or happier.

Pair: Marc Spector x Jewish!fem!reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: angst, talk of trauma, talks of difficult pregnancy

Word Count: 1,451

A/N: This takes place a five or six years from the last Hanukkah story, I wanted to write something happy where Marc was comfortable with himself, his identity, and who he’s become. Also hopefully I wrote DID correctly or as close as possible. I got the idea from the comics so fingers crossed. 

Tags: @romanarose

     Marc stood adjusting Wes on his hip. He refused to call his son Wesley even though it was the compromise you two had made in the form of using Wendy’s name.  

    You hated the name Wendall and was much too close to Randall. Marc argued that you didn’t need to honor his mother, but you just raised an eyebrow and pointed on the small bundle in your arms saying, “This is your son, I can’t even see any of my family in him at this moment after spending ten hours pushing him out of my body.”  

    Elias backed you up, saying how much Wes looked like Marc. Except his eyes, his eyes were all you. Bright, full of wonder. Not brown but green. The type of green Marc saw every morning when he woke up and every night as he fell asleep. He was proud Wes had your eyes.

    Marc looked back at his son to see the four-year-old playing with the Chai necklace your parents had sent as a gift for Hanukkah. It was small and was on a leather cord instead of a chain. It had become Wes’s favorite thing, no toy compared.  

    Marc kissed his head, “Do you know what that symbol means?”

    Wes nodded, “Life.”

     “Yes, it does.” Marc smiled.  

      “I want to light candles.” Wes said having a similar permeant pout to his lower lip like Marc does, though neither of you know if Wes forced it a little more or if it was part of him growing.  

     “How about you help me tonight? Then we can practice so next year you can light them yourself. Deal?” Marc held out his pinkie. The only way Wes believed any promises or deals could be kept, and Marc refused to ever break one.

     “Deal.” Wes wrapped his little pinkie around Marc’s.  

     Marc smiled and kissed his son’s cheek before tickling his belly. Wes giggled and squirmed curling into his father even more. When the two of them heard squealing, they looked over to see you walking in with Rachel.

     Rachel, the compromise in honoring Randall.  

     Rachel, Marc’s little star. He didn’t understand how even being married with a child, your father still dotted on you and hung on to every word. But Marc understood now, from the first moment Rachel was placed in his arms, he knew he would do anything to make her smile.  

     “Alright, we are all cleaned and changed.” You smiled at Marc as you stood next to him, one arm supporting the baby wrap you had invested in after two months of arm fatigue with Wes. Marc even had his own when he was too busy to keep both arms from being busy.  

    “Sissy sick?” Wes looked down at his little sister. Marc had taken to explaining what being a big brother meant.  

     “No sweetie,” you reached over and stroked Wes’s curls back. “She’s just a baby and her getting bigger sometimes means stinky diapers and spit up.” You smiled as your son nodded. “Now, we should light the candles before anything else comes out of this little one.”  

    Marc chuckled lightly and nodded, grabbing the Shamash. He gave it to Wes as he grabbed the lighter. Wes kept a tight grip on the Shamash as Marc let the wick catch fire. Marc set the lighter down and wrapped his hand around Wes’s and began saying the prayers as they began to light the eight candles.  

“Baruch atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech haolam, asher kid’shanu b-mitzvotav, vtzivanu l’hadlik ner shel Hanukkah.”  

     As you, Marc, and Wes finished the prayer, Rachel made a cooing noise. You smiled and kissed her head. “Happy first Hanukkah my little Rakhel.”  

     “She came just in time.” Marc whispered against your temple.  

    “Ha, two months early and four weeks in the hospital early.”  You sighed and rubbed the flat of your knuckle against Rachel’s cheek. “I was so scared for a while.”  

     “Well, she’s here, and healthy. Wes is healthy.” Marc rubbed your back. When Rachel was born, he called his father. No prompting, and nothing but his own fear.  

     Elias had walked Marc through the Mi Shebeirach (Prayer for Healing) as he sat with Wes in the hospital chapel. Three days later Elias was in New York and taking Wes back to the apartment so Marc could sit with you. And then Elias came back and sent Marc home with Wes and took over watching you.

    “And you are healthy my moonlight.” Marc said. You turned to face him and nuzzled your nose against his.

    “I know. How are the boys?” Since the stress with Rachel passed, Steven and Jake have been giving Marc time to bond with his daughter.  

      They had done it with Wes, something about letting Marc bond to help with the last few steps towards what you had titled ‘Recalibrating the Mental Understanding of Life.’ It was a joke you had come up with when Marc popped the question. He got a laugh out of it since his therapist said if it wasn’t for your understanding nature and willingness to work with Marc in your relationship, he probably would have kept going the way he was before.

     Of course, with everything it meant Jake and Steven fronted less but Marc assured you that he could still hear them and feel them. And you always welcomed them and still loved them.  

    “They are good, excited to meet the new little star.” Marc chuckled hearing Steven’s excitement and Jake’s threats if anyone should hurt her.  

    “Well, I miss them. So, it will be nice to talk with them.” You smiled and walked over to the couch. Marc followed and sat down, sitting Wes between you.

    Marc closed his eyes and listened as you talked to Wes, letting his mind drift.  

        “You’ve done amazing Marc.” Marc could see Steven sitting in the library he always found comfort in.

    “We’re proud of you, amigo,” Jake raised a glass, the bar setting he always seemed to fit into.

     Marc looked at his own mental safe space, at one point it had looked like an alter room to Khonsu but now it looked like the nursery with Hamsas and a mezuzah on the door frame. The toddler bed and crib on either side. Somewhere he could hear you humming.  

     Then a thought occurred to Marc, “I know I’m getting better but... you guys won’t leave me, will you?”  

      When Marc looked over at a mirror his eight-year-old self stared back at him. 

    “We’ll always be with you Marc; we can’t leave you anymore then you can completely forget your trauma. We’ll just be... quieter.” Steven said giving a gentle smile.

     “Besides this time, we’re going willingly, unlike that time you shoved us both so far down when the cracks started you couldn’t handle it.” Jake said taking a sip from his glass.

    Marc winced at that memory. It had been before you met you and right after Khonsu. He remembered some missions, but Jake had confessed to having been the front of a few that needed a little more.  

    “We’ll be here. Besides as long as Y/N wants to see us we’ll find ways to stay present,” Jake smirked making Marc roll his eyes and Steven try to hide a laugh.

    “Abba, Abba wake up,” Marc smiled at the sound of Wes’s voice and could feel him pushing on Marc’s shoulder.  

    “Go, spend time with the family. We’ll still be here.” Steven said with a smile.  

    Marc nodded and slowly started breathing as things faded away and Marc could feel Wes jumping.  

    Marc quickly pulled Wes down and tickled his belly. “Hey little man, you got to be careful.” Wes giggled and grabbed Marc’s hand. “Don’t want to accidently hurt Ema or Rachel.”  

    Wes nodded and looked at Marc’s wedding band. He began to trace the blue opal center and watch the light shine off it. Marc used to spend hours staring at it himself, finding it hard to believe that anyone would marry him.

    Wes giggled as you tickled his feet. You wore your wedding ring on your right hand in the traditional place of your index finger. Mainly because even before you were married you wore rings mainly on your index fingers. So, as you tickled your son’s feet, Marc could see the rose gold ring on your finger with in-laid blue opals.  

    He moved closer and wrapped his arm around your shoulder and kissed your head.

     “Happy Hanukkah Y/N Spector.” He smiled feeling you nuzzle his shoulder.

     “Happy Hanukkah Marc Spector.” You adjusted Rachel as she began to whine and Marc watched you as you laid her against your chest, Wes moving to cuddle you on the opposite side.  

[romanisweird]

OK so I've been hyperfixating on Mook Knight and why do people characterize Jack Lockley as like

Alpha daddy wolf???

Or is it rare that people characterize him like that and I am only seeing the little bit of fanart like that??

Like awooooo?? Daddy angy??? Excuse me???

[exquisiteserotonin]

So basically, what I'm trying to say is, I think my type is hot Latino guys who look the hottest wearing hats while killing people...?

[stevenslilmoon]

If anyone knows or writes platonic!reader x moonknight first pls let me know!! I'm desperate for fics that aren't romance centered or about sm*t. The moon system are like my dads to me PLSS 🙏🏼

[cletus-kasadys-gay-boy]

Made this for my dad's birthday tomorrow and I liked it so now it's your problem

[orion-paxs-sex-toy]

What do you guys think of my MoonKnight Collection?

[girlofconstantfandoms]

Oh yeah, I've got a total thing for the dark and mysterious type 💕

[luxshine]

Chapters: 25/? Fandom: Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steven Grant/Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly/Steven Grant, Layla El-Faouly/Steven Grant/Marc Spector, Steven Grant/Jake Lockley/Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly/Jake Lockley, Layla El-Faouly/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley/Marc Spector, Marc Spector/Layla El-Faouly Characters: Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, Layla El-Faouly, Khonshu (Moon Knight), Tawaret (Marvel) Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Not evil Khonshu, Khonshu is... complicated, Protective Jake Lockley, Daddy!Khonshu Series: Part 1 of Hijos de la Luna Summary:

Marc and Steven are haunted by a song.

We’re back! Sorry for the delay, but between a tiny health problem and a big block because Steven was terrified of meeting Dr. Badr, we hit a snag.

But here we are, and the meeting is happening! Also, someone else is finally clueing in.

[babylockley]

I’m-

This screams D A D D Y!!! 😭