#jake Lockley

[jaymoriarty-knight]

Speaking of self indulgent fanfic, my Champions AU is up on Ao3! Well, the first chapter is.

It's a university mystery/crime AU, in which Scott was adopted by my crack ship MoonDevil and gets to make friends with the Champions and O5 X-Men.

Check it out if you're interested!

I don't think you'll need to be super familiar with all the characters prior to reading, but I could be wrong.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64177216

@yakichoufd (tagging you because you asked if the fic would be on Ao3)

YOU!! YES, YOU!! GO WRITE THAT FANFIC YOU THINK NOBODY BUT YOU WILL READ!!

[the-oscar-isaac-collective]

THE ZINE IS FINISHED!!!

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Holy cow everyone we did it! We started this thing over a year ago and here we are, finished with so many pieces for everyone to enjoy.

There are over 50 PIECES in each zine, 17 featured characters, and so much hard work has been poured into this thing from so many people. Please don't forget to follow and support each and every single person who contributed to this thing.

If you read it and want to tell us what you thought, please feel free to send in an ask (and if for some reason that doesn't work you can go to @melodygatesauthor 's page to send an ask and I'll make sure it gets posted here).

There will be more projects in the future, but for now the Oscar Isaac Collective is going to be taking a little break (we're all tired this was a lot of work lol). Thank you for all the reblogs and support from the community, this wouldn't have been possible without you all.

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[loki-hargreeves]

Oscar Isaac characters as ice cream flavours (mainly Ben and Jerry's) because why not

Steven Grant as chocolate chip cookie dough

Jake Lockley as rum and raisin

Marc Spector as chocolate therapy

Santiago "Pope" Garcia as thick mint

Blue Jones as cherry garcia

Jonathan Levy as salted caramel

Poe Dameron as sweet mango memories

Nathan Bateman as chocolate-covered strawberry

Leto Atreides as double chocolate vanilla truffle

Llewyn Davis as peanut butter and cookies

[silvernight-m]

This made me feel feels!

Through Shadow and Light

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/ Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: Marc fears love, Steven longs for it, and Jake doesn’t trust it, but you are the one who ties them all together. 

Marc had always been afraid of love.

To him, it was dangerous, something fragile, fleeting, and bound to be taken away.

Steven, on the other hand, craved it in every way.

He wanted affection, connection, a love that would last.

And Jake?

Jake didn’t trust love.

He had seen enough of the world’s cruelty to know love could be a weapon, sharpened and aimed right at the heart where it hurt the most.

But you? You were the one thing that tied them all together.

At first, they tried to keep their distance in their own ways.

Marc avoided deep conversations, keeping things casual.

Safe.

Steven wanted to open up but held himself back, afraid of being too much.

Jake lingered in the shadows, watching, waiting for the moment when everything would fall apart.

Except it never did.

It was the small things that changed them.

The way you never flinched when Marc pulled away, instead waiting patiently for him to come back.

The way you matched Steven’s excitement over the smallest things, listening to his rambles about history and mythology with genuine interest.

The way you saw Jake, not as a shadow or a threat, but as someone just as worthy of love.

One night, it all came to a head.

Marc had returned from a mission, bruised and battered, barely speaking as he locked himself in the bathroom.

You left him there for a couple minutes, giving him the space he needed before you went and knocked on the door with a gentle voice. “Marc?”

A long pause, and then the door creaked open just enough for you to see his tired eyes.

“You don’t have to talk,” you assured him. “Just let me stay.”

He exhaled slowly before opening the door wider, allowing you in.

You didn’t press, didn’t demand answers.

 You just sat beside him, your presence enough to help him when everything else felt like it was slipping away.

Then there was Jake.

He had always been the hardest to reach.

The most guarded.

But one night, after a particularly brutal mission, you caught him staring at you, an unreadable expression on his face.

“You’re waiting for me to leave,” you said softly.

Jake tilted his head, intrigued. “Aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not.”

He studied you for a long moment before scoffing, and shaking his head. “You should.”

“But I won’t.”

And that was that.

No grand declarations, no promises you couldn’t keep. Just a simple truth that settled deep inside him, unwilling to be ignored.

The next time he appeared, he let you touch his face, fingers ghosting over the scar on his jaw.

He didn’t flinch away.

Over time, the walls they built began to crumble.

Marc started reaching for you first, resting his forehead against yours after long nights, his way of silently asking for comfort.

Steven no longer hesitated to pull you into his arms, murmuring how much he loved you against your skin.

And Jake?

Jake no longer fought love like it was the enemy.

He let it in. He let you in.

One evening, as you lay in their arms, Marc’s fingers tracing idle patterns on your arm, he spoke quietly. “You know you’re the only thing keeping us sane, right?”

You smiled, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “I really don't do much. You give me too much credit.”

He shifted, and now Steven hummed, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “Maybe love isn’t so bad after all.”

And in that moment, in the quiet warmth of your embrace, they all knew, they belonged to you, and they never wanted to let go.

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[berriepeachie]

Moon knight on my mind, therefore jake lockley 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

[soranatus]

MOON KNIGHT (1979) Now considered lost media, it was published in Televi-Kun, a Japanese children's TV guide, as a twelve part manga series by Gosaku Ota

[stargirl720]

CAN WE PLEAAASE GET MOON KNIGHT IN A MOVIE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

[boo-the-ghost-is-a-host]

That Jake one is so real

Little dudes

[valkyrierhapsody]

Almost nothing makes me happier in the MoonKnight Fandom more than the fact that it's collectively agreed upon that the MK system absolutely ADORE Layla. Like, The Kiss type adoration and devotion, like that one statue of the guy with his head on his sitting lovers lap adoration.

I live for the fact we all agree all of them, ESPECIALLY Marc, are pitiful simps for Layla 💖💖💖

[niyoriix]

Hii! I know you already made a moon knight x Aphrodites daughter but I was wondering if you can make like moon knight being a father or brother figure towards like teen version of aphrodites daughter!reader? Sorry if that doesn’t make any sense 😭

Thank you for the request! That would be so cute!! Hope this was what you were asking for lol!😅

Dad!Moon Knight X Aphrodite Teen Daughter!Reader (PLATONIC)

Whether it was a one night wonder with Aphrodite, he still loves you (obviously lol)

Since You're a teen he finds it a little hard to deal with. A daughter of Aphrodite is bound to cause some problems, like being incredibly popular in school and almost everyone having a crush on you, to the point where moon knight has to make a decision. Should he make you go to a private school? Or should he make you home schooled? Even though he's incredibly busy fighting crime he'd most definitely try. But he ultimately decided on letting you deal with it (after begging him not to send you somewhere else)

He's really protective of you. He doesn't like it when guys look at you longer than 2 seconds. He also doesn't like when you get random love letters at your door at 2 in the morning. He absolutely HATES the month of February since it's the time of "Love" and that's when everyone apparently has the guts to confess to you, which he hates. He wants you to find love okay? Just not when you're young. He wants to have his daughter for a while more.

Everything he does is for you. Your safety and happiness is his first priority, and it always will be.

Also Daddy-daughter dates are an absolute MUST! He loves spending time with you. But with him fighting crime all the time, it's not that often sadly, but he tries his absolute best to make time for you.

You both have weekly movie nights and weekly spa days(which he is forced to do lol)

If you have any interests in gardening or baking or anything that's a little hard to do. He'd be there, always willing to help you with anything you need. Want a cute heart shaped garden full of roses? Next morning you wake up, it's there. Want a different kitchen? looks like he's renovating the entire kitchen.

Sometimes if moon knights a little worried about something involving you, He'll sometimes pray to Aphrodite for an answer or ask for some help.

Also your abilities! He finds them pretty awesome. Since you were a child you've been able to charmspeak along a lot of other things. You've helped him with missions a few times with your charmspeak. He tries telling you not to use your ability much though, since he's a little worried it might have drawbacks(which it doesn't lol)

I'm gonna get a little sad here but he gets incredibly sad when he sees you happy with your friends. he's raised you from an infant to a teen and he's just so worried that once you're in love you'll forget about him, which you know won't happen but he just sometimes can't help getting scared about it.

Back to the cute stuff. He has a wallet with a picture of you holding a giant stuffed teddy bear inside. But not just one picture, he has 5 photos of you when you were a child and now that you're a teen. The photos are in absolutely perfect condition, no stains or any marks.

Hopefully you like it! Have an amazing day to anyone reading this!🫶

Requests are always open ˖⋆࿐໋

[starsarekind]

Moon Knight and Khonshu Art Print

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

KRGJ[EOPRJITHROPEF DOHDF OH MY GOOOSHHHHHHH!! I AM ON THE FLOOR SCREAMING! AMAZING! STUNNING! AHHHHHH!!!!!! SOFT DOM JAKE IS DESTROYING ME!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HOW SASSY THEY ARE WITH EACH OTHER!

Congratulations on one year! You are such a bright light in the Tumblrverse. : )

Could I request a very soft dom Jake tying a fem reader's hands with his tie? Bonus if she's a fluffy lady. If that's not your thing I totally understand and no worries. I love your writing and I cannot wait to catch up with all of it. <3

Wahhh it took me so long, I'm so so sorry. Your message is so sweet and means a lot! I love this idea and I wanted to give it my full attention. I know Jake is supposed to be soft dom here, but gotta make her a little spicy too, hope you don't mind. But trust me, Jake loves it, in this case.

Tied Up - Jake Lockley

Pairing: soft dom!husband!Jake Lockley x curvy/fluffy!wife!reader Word count: ~1.4k *banner does not indicate reader’s race

Content: slightly tipsy consensual activities, bondage, Jake loves thighs, fingering, kissing, dirty talk, mention of m. and f. oral, mention of p in v, mention of a safeword, language, not beta'd

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"Happy anniversary," Jake murmured against your ear, unlocking the front door of your flat and guiding you inside with one hand firmly clasping yours.

As soon as the door was bolted behind you, he used his grip on you to spin you around, cinch you close and press his lips to yours urgently.

Dinner was delicious and you'd enjoyed just enough wine to feel warm and willing to melt into your husband's demanding embrace.

As his tongue coaxed you into a salacious, hungry kiss, his gloved hands pressed you against his body. Tracing over your curves, he groaned in your mouth as he gripped your hips and pushed you up against the wall.

"Not gonna make it to the bedroom, mi reina," he breathed against your mouth, fingers toying with the hem of your dress to drag it up over your thick thighs - his favorite part of you.

Grabbing him by the tie, you yanked him closer, if that were possible. "It's my wedding anniversary, Mr. Lockley, you better treat me right."

"Si, Señora Lockley," he purred, kissing you again before guiding you by the hand to the kitchen, of all places.

"Sit down," he ordered, pulling his black leather gloves off his fingers one at a time as you slowly complied.

"This chair doesn't seem very comfortable. Not when we have a brand new bed in the bedroom," you playfully complained.

With his gloves removed, he used them to trace along your cheek before leaning down close to your face. "You don't need to be comfortable to come all over this chair. You just need to do what you're told."

"Really?" You taunted. "A minute ago, it was 'mi reina' this and 'mi hermosa esposa' in the car, and now you want to boss me around?" Reaching for his tie again, you yanked, bringing his mouth to yours. Licking his lips, you worked his mouth open, kissing him deeply before biting down on his plush bottom lip hard enough to make him hiss.

"Mmm, hold this for me," he said, nonchalantly stuffing one glove in your mouth to silence you.

Your eyes shot open wide at his boldness, but you could feel dampness pooling in the lace panties you'd bought just for this occasion.

Standing back up, he unknotted his tie and slowly pulled it free from his collar. "Spread your legs for me."

You thought about defying him, just to see what he would do, but you were so intrigued, and getting so wet that you decided to comply.

You opened your legs wide which automatically pushed the skirt of your dress over your thick thighs, revealing your panties to your husband.

He licked his lips, but moved around behind you. "Be still for me," he murmured against the shell of your ear, making you shiver.

Tracing his fingertips down the length of your arm, he gently maneuvered both of your arms behind the chair. You gasped through the glove in your mouth as you realized he was tying you up with his tie.

He secured your wrists, but left your arms loose and comfortable enough to not distract from the inevitable incoming pleasure.

Easing back around to see your face, he wet his lips at the sight of you tied up, luscious thighs spread wide for him, dark, damp spot staining your gorgeous panties. And the tiniest bit of drool dribbled out the edge of your mouth where his glove was gagging you.

"You want this," he nodded, a self-assured glint in his dark eyes making you pull against your restraints, even as wetness leaked onto the chair between your thighs.

Kneeling down worshipfully, his eyes glazed over with lust as his hands touched your bare thighs. "You're soaked." His thumbs lightly massaged you as his fingers inched higher. "I can smell you."

You moaned through the leather glove, thighs practically shaking in anticipation. "How fast can I make you come if I put my tongue on you, mi reina?"

His fingers finally found the hem of your panties, teasing your hip bones, making you whimper, eyes begging for his touch.

He traced lazy, nonchalant circles on your bare skin, just underneath the soft lace, tracing closer to your aching center.

You whimpered his name, muffled by the glove. His eyes darkened with lust, locking onto yours.

Fingertips finally found the weeping, wet core of you, stroking your folds with a featherlight touch.

Your hips bucked against his hand, desperately seeking some friction, or anything besides his teasing. One corner of his mouth curled as he he cupped your mound with his whole hand, forcing you still. But even that bit of pressure from the heel of his hand on your clit made you moan, pushing your hips into him as best you could in this vulnerable position.

"Take what you want. I won't stop you," he taunted as you started pushing your hips against his whole hand, grinding on his palm, whimpering in slight relief at the friction.

"Fuck, baby...so hot. Fuck my hand. Take what you want."

Your hips bucked harder and faster, chasing anything you could get. Seeing you so desperate for his touch - your strong, broad hips working back and forth, your gorgeous, thick thighs spread wide for him, make Jake groan and push two fingers deep inside your pussy.

You sobbed in relief as he massaged your walls, meeting the rocking of your hips with expert curls of his fingertips inside you. It took a few more strokes deep inside and one swipe of his thumb over your clit for you to explode, pleasure completely blinding you.

Your muffled scream turned Jake on beyond belief, and he watched you carefully as tears leaked out of your eyes and drool dribbled down your chin. Your walls gripped his fingers, wetness gushing all over his hand as you pulled against your restraints.

"Fuck honey," he panted, watching as he made a complete mess of you in just a few minutes.

Your body shook with pleasure and overstimulation as he stroked you past your orgasm until you slumped back against the chair.

"You okay?" He asked, carefully removing the glove from your mouth and peering into your eyes.

You quickly nodded, panting as he touched his forehead to yours. With a quick kiss to your parched lips, he got you a glass of water and a towel to help clean up your mouth and tracks of mascara down your cheeks.

Once you had a minute to recover, he kissed you again. "I hope you're not too uncomfortable, because I'm not done with you yet."

"Is that right?" You shot back. "And what if I'm done with this damn chair?"

"You want out of the chair, all you have to do is say the word." He stared you down challengingly.

Of course you and Jake had a safeword. But it was a huge standoff between the two of you to never use it. You had pushed one another time after time, seeing who would break first. You had only said it once when you were really dizzy and disoriented one time.

He'd never used it, the fucker.

So you knew you were in for a long time in this hard chair if you weren't willing to give in.

Which you weren't.

Damn him.

"All right, tell me what I have to do, besides say it, to get out of this chair and into my new comfy bed so I can ride you the rest of the night," you said with a pretend yawn, in a bored voice.

Jake shook his head at you, but the corner of his mouth was curling in spite of his "stern" expression.

"Well for starters, you can come on my tongue," he began, "And then you can use that pretty mouth for something more than mouthing off."

"Fine, unzip your pants." You shrugged one shoulder, acting so nonchalant.

Jake's eyes flashed at the challenge. Your bare thighs, dress bunched up around your hips, mascara-smeared face and glistening pussy were enough to almost make him come untouched, but your smart mouth was going to be the death of him.

"You first," he answered, kneeling down between your legs.

It was gonna be a great anniversary, trying to see who would break first.

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