#marc spector is a tease confirmed

[the-offside-rule]

S.G, M.S, J.L (Moonknight) - Glasses

Requested: I got sent a tik tok by a follower and I HAD to

Divine Intervention Series

Warnings: nope, BUT I am making a Divine Intervention series

The soft rustle of pages filled the room as Y/n sat curled up on the couch, deeply engrossed in a book. Her fingers traced the familiar, comforting pages when her gaze shifted to Steven, who was squinting at a book in his hands. He wore his usual casual attire, but something was different. He was seated at the small desk near the window like usual, adjusting a pair of glasses perched precariously on his nose as he squinted at a dusty scroll like usual. He- wait. Y/n blinked, lowering her book again slightly.

Glasses? Since when?

She narrowed her eyes, biting her lip thoughtfully. This was new. He hadn’t mentioned anything about needing glasses, not that she’d noticed before. As the avatar of both Set, the chaotic god of storms and destruction, and Anubis, the solemn god of death and the afterlife, she was more accustomed to dealing with crises of cosmic importance, not such mundane things as eyeglasses. But this was curious. And where there was curiosity, Set was never far behind.

Y/n leaned back slightly and, with a quick glance toward Steven to make sure he wasn’t paying attention, whispered under her breath. “He’s wearing glasses. When did that happen?” From the depths of her mind, a dark chuckle echoed. Set’s voice, mischievous and full of energy, responded first. “Glasses? Truly? Is our dear Steven slipping in the ways of the mortal world, needing such contraptions?” His voice was a teasing lilt, barely containing his amusement. Anubis, ever the dignified one, cut in, his tone deep and ancient. “Such things are common, Set. Humans' eyesight often deteriorates over time. A trivial matter. Perhaps we should ask Khonshu if he knows.”

Set scoffed loudly, a grin evident in his voice. “Khonshu? Where's the fun in that, old friend? No, no, no, let’s not involve the stuffy old bird just yet. I’ve got a theory. And I’m rarely wrong, you know.” He purred into Y/n's ear, intriguing her. “Go on.”

“What if Marc and Jake need glasses too?” Set suggested with a gleeful tone, a hint of chaos bubbling beneath the surface. “But they're too stubborn to admit it. Imagine your beloved Marc, the great Moon Knight, squinting at his targets from the rooftop!” Y/n held in a laugh, not wanting Steven to hear as Anubis looked at the pair in a disapproving manner. “Or the fearless Jake Lockley, all brooding behind the wheel of a cab, barely able to see past the windshield!” A soft giggle escaped Y/n’s lips at the absurd mental image of Marc Spector, the hardened mercenary, fumbling to put on reading glasses in the heat of a mission.

Anubis, ever the voice of reason, interjected, “This is pure speculation. We should confirm with Khonshu before jumping to conclusions.” Set, clearly delighted at the idea, spoke faster, his excitement palpable. “No, no, Y/N, don’t listen to him. We must investigate! Think of the fun, the challenge, the amusement of watching them squirm under our watchful eyes.” Y/n tapped her chin thoughtfully. “An investigation, huh?” She asked, her lips curving into a smirk. Set had a point. It wasn’t every day she had the chance to sneak around without the other two noticing. “Do not encourage him,” Anubis warned, his ancient tone carrying the weight of centuries of caution. “If we ask Khonshu-”

“Ask Khonshuwhat?” Set interrupted. “He’s probably busy sulking in some dark corner of the Underworld, nursing his bruised ego. And you, Anubis, don’t tell me you’re not even slightly intrigued! Don’t play the serious card—you secretly want in on this too.”.Anubis huffed, though his response was laced with reluctant agreement. “I... I merely believe it is more prudent to ask Khonshu directly. This is not about intrigue, Set.”

“Pfft, lies! Lies and crocodile tears, Anubis! You want to investigate, I can feel it. Admit it, you’re dying to see Marc squint at something mundane like a street sign. Besides, Y/n, we can handle this ourselves. No need to bring that oversized chicken god into it. We can gather the evidence.” Y/n stifled another laugh, trying not to catch Steven’s attention as he absently cleaned his glasses with his shirt. Set’s chaotic excitement was infectious, though she knew Anubis wasn’t completely against the idea, either. “Alright, Set.” Y/n whispered, eyes gleaming with mischief. “How do you propose we investigate?”

Set practically purred with glee. “I knew it wouldn't take you much convincing, my dear friend.” Anubis sighed as they conjured up various plans. “This is foolish. Khonshu will have noticed something by now. It would save time to simply ask him.”

“But where’s the fun in that?” Set cackled. “Come now, Anubis, let’s live a little. After all, we’re gods. What harm is there in a bit of harmless spying?” Y/n smiled to herself, sensing Anubis' reluctant defeat as she closed her book and quietly rose from the couch, leaving Steven absorbed in his work. The mischievous spark of adventure already hummed through her veins. She wouldn’t let the gods bicker too much longer, not when they were finally getting along. “Alright, lets investigate.” She murmured, the excitement building. “Excellent choice, Y/n. Let the fun begin.” Set cheered, gleeful as always. Anubis’ tone was resigned, but there was a hint of amusement. “You will regret not asking Khonshu. But if you insist, I will not stop you.”

“Thank you.” She mumbled to herself, glancing at Steven. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What are you thanking me for?” He asked, pushing the glasses up his nose. “Oh, nothing!” She said, shrugging it off, fully aware that Marc and Jake were probably eavesdropping. “Anubis just thought of a Halloween costume for us.” She smiled innocently as Steven went back to reading.

Later that evening, while Marc was busy cooking dinner, Y/n seized the moment. “Hey, Marc baby, can you read this letter for me?” She handed him an envelope from the table. He glanced at it and squinted, bringing it closer to his face. “Uh, sure. Let me just-” Marc leaned closer to the paper, his brow furrowed in concentration. Y/n watched, trying to suppress a laugh as he struggled to make out the words. “Why are you laughing?” he asked, looking up at her, confused. “Oh, nothing! Just enjoying your, uh, cooking.” She managed to choke out, biting her lip to hide her amusement.

After dinner, they decided to head to the grocery store. Both Marc and Steven weren'tfond of grocery shopping and so, Jake was left to front against his will. Upon seeing it was Jake coming shopping with her, Y/n had a mischievous idea and decided to put her theory to the test once more. “Hey, Jakey. Can you read the shopping list for me?” She asked, handing him her phone where she had written the list. Jake took a look at the screen and immediately scowled. “Nah, I don’t read.”

“Really? You don’t?” She challenged, crossing her arms with a smirk. “Or can’t?” Jake glared at her, clearly annoyed. He plucked the handwritten list from her hand, mumbling a few curses under his breath in the process. He looked at the paper, trying to decipher the letters, but after a moment of struggling, he tossed her page back. “Don't tell that stupid dog of yours.”

“Interesting.” Y/n mumbled, feeling victorious. “What is?” Jake asked as they walked down the aisle. “Nothing, lets just finish up so we can go home.”

Later that night, as they settled into bed, Y/n was so excited to finally share her finding. Marc sighed as he felt the soft mattress beneath him and readied himself for a good night sleep by turning to cuddle Y/n, who to his surprise was facing him. Before he could even say anything, she spoke. “You know, we should all try wearing glasses.” She suggested, a playful glint in her eyes. “Why?” Marc asked, propping himself up on one elbow. “For fashion?” Y/n shook her head. "No, because you need them." She smiled. "I don't need glasses." He said. "You couldn't read the letter earlier without squinting. You need glasses." Marc looked at her, feeling betrayed. "You wanted to see if I needed glasses like Steven!"

"Oh you're so stubborn and he looks so cute with them on! I thought maybe you'd look cute too." Marc sighed. "I am a mercenary. I'm not meant to look cute." He replied. "No, but you might look hot." He took his arms off from around her and turned away. "Oh I was kidding! Marc!" No, he was stubborn. He was proving her point and he didn't even realise it. "I haven't worn glasses since I was a kid, I am not wearing them ever again." He insisted. She saw a shift in him as Jake fronted, turning. "Usaré las gafas si me dejas besarte por todas partes." He winked.

"Deal."Y/n purred, snuggling closer to him. Jake turned to the bedside table, putting the glasses on. "He hecho mi parte del trato, ahora es tu turno, cariño."

[m00nsbaby]

Glitter & crimson II.

Marc Spector x F! Reader.

Tags & warnings. + 18, college AU, no mentions of Jake or Steven, cheating, dry humping, suggestive, no use of y/n. (For my Pedrito Pascal / Oscar Isaac girlies I’m so sorry but Joel is indeed based on Joel Miller pre-outbreak lol.)

Part 2 of “Glitter & crimson.” Word count. 2.4k

Summary. The guilt should have been enough to stop Marc. Was it fair what he was doing to you? He had noticed how happy you were with Joel, and despite the many differences in your lifestyles, he had done what was necessary to accommodate with both of you.

It wasn't fair; Joel Miller was worth it, he was aware of that.

But his selfishness had won this battle. After kissing you, he only confirmed that this was the little push he needed to convince himself that he wouldn't rest until you were his and his only.

The subject was never brought up again. As much as it hurt Marc's heart when he realized the kiss didn't mean as much to you as it did to him, he had to silently accept that no words would come from your mouth about it.

That he could handle, but defeat, never.

Even now, as he called your phone repeatedly, knowing you wouldn't answer because you were busy with Joel.

Well, talking to him, because during the week it was difficult for you to see each other spontaneously. "What a shame," Marc thought to himself.

He grabbed both bags of snacks when he confirmed he wouldn't receive a response from you and started the journey back to your apartment. You must have been ready for your impromptu movie afternoon.

As he was about to leave the supermarket, his gaze fixed on the bouquets of flowers displayed near the exit.

“What’s up with that?" you said, frowning as you covered the phone's receiver with your hand for a few seconds. "Wait, Joel, Marc's here."

"It's for you." He put on his best smile as he handed you the bouquet of sunflowers that had cost exactly $23. There went several days of ramen in an attempt to earn points with you.

You always said your standards for guys were so high because of how Marc treated you. Always so chivalrous, affectionate, and caring that no other guy had managed to reach his level. But flowers? That was new.

"Hello, Joel," he said, approaching the phone with that cynical smile of someone who knew things were going just as he wished. The twinkle in your eyes only fed his ego in the way he needed.

"Marc." His charming accent made you smile. Oh, sweet Joel, doing his best to tolerate your best friend. "How are you?"

"Incredible, a bit busy right now. Did she tell you we were having a movie afternoon?" He took the phone from your hands as you grabbed the bouquet of flowers, heading straight to the kitchen with a huge smile.

"Yes, she did." He cleared his throat, trying to decide if he was just teasing him or if he innocently told him about his plans with you as a way to make him feel more secure about it. "Well, I won't interrupt any longer then."

"Oh, you're never an interruption, Miller." If they had been face to face, he would have winked at him to complete his perfect performance. "Enjoy your work."

He didn't let him respond before ending the call.

"He had to hang up, said he had to get back to work," he shrugged as he entered the kitchen, leaving your phone on the counter.

"Thanks for the flowers, Marc. They're beautiful." You cupped his cheek with your hand to kiss the other, leaving a lipstick mark on him.

"It's nothing. I saw them and immediately thought of you." He felt like a puppy that had been patted on the head and told he was a good boy.

"Did you bring the..."

He lifted the bag in his hand, chocolate pretzels and sea salt flavored potato chips.

"I love you."

"I know." He rolled his eyes as he stepped aside to let you pass and leave the kitchen. "Have you chosen the movies for today?"

"The original Star Wars trilogy."

6 hours of duels and space politics? Was there a love stronger and deeper than his for you? Probably not.

"And how are things with Joel?" The silence was driving him crazy. After one and a half movies, Marc had to find a way not to collapse beside you on the couch.

You looked at him, raising an eyebrow. It was a strange question to ask so suddenly, it actually made you scoff.

"With Joel? Incredible." You shrugged as you ate another pretzel. As if his internal suffering wasn't enough, you decided to lick your lips to clean the chocolate off them.

He was on the verge of going to a psychiatric ward.

"Really? You hardly saw him last week."

"You know he has to work. His brother doesn't give him extra time off just because they're family." You brought the rest of your pretzel closer to him, offering it to him.

"Did you ever imagine dating someone who works in construction? It sounds like the most boring job you can imagine."

"It's actually quite interesting. The other day he was telling me about a house..."

You hit his shoulder when you heard him fake snoring, and laughed.

"Don't be silly! Besides, if we get married, he'll be able to fix any flaws in the house, and our kids would have the last name Miller, it sounds nice, don't you think?"

An expression of disgust appeared on his face. Not because Marc wasn't a hopeless romantic deep down inside, but because the idea of you dreaming about marrying someone other than him caused him tormenting nausea.

"I've heard better last names." He gave your thigh a squeeze as you rested your legs on his.

The only consolation he had was that while Joel could live on illusions and dreams, he was the one who was really with you. He could touch your skin, smell your perfume, and even hold your hand if he wanted. To him, the physical aspect meant so much more than any other nonexistent plan.

"Han and Leia are adorable, don't you think?" You avoided further discussion by resting your cheek on Marc's shoulder.

"Mhm." He leaned his head against yours. "Perfect for each other."

You exhaled heavily as you lazily stretched your arms. Your eyes had been closed for a while as you listened to the nonsense that Marc was watching on his phone.

You finished the marathon after the second movie. You knew your best friend was just about ten minutes away from descending into madness due to all the space discussions, so you chose to have compassion for him.

"Look at this." For the eighth time in about half an hour, you opened one of your eyes to see one of those kitten videos that seemed to enchant him. "It looks like you."

"Really? Like the last 4?" You rolled your eyes with that smile that screams 'I love you, but sometimes you're so dumb.'

Marc had already interrupted your attempt at a nap enough times that you ended up stretching. You turned toward him and pushed your body against his to get a closer look at his phone as he continued scrolling through his million kitten videos.

He prayed internally that you wouldn't notice how his heart was racing now that you were in that position. He had always been aware of his feelings for you, but ever since you didn't reject his first advance just a few days ago, his world had been turned upside down.

He had gone from 'I'll take this secret crush to the grave' to 'I'll get rid of any obstacle that might come between her and me' in such a short time that he couldn't even fully grasp how much he loved you.

"Look, another one." Marc also turned his head to let you see the phone better. His gaze fixed on you in the seconds you watched the video.

When it repeated for the third time, you looked at Marc.

"What?"

"What 'what'?" He was staring at you, his huge brown eyes practically glued to you.

"Marc, you're looking at me."

"I'm not looking at you." His eyes were practically fixated on you.

"Marc, you're looking at me."

"I'm not looking at you." He lowered the phone as if to let you know that all his attention was now focused on the fake argument. You pressed your lips together to keep from laughing.

"I can literally see you doing it right now."

"Who says I'm looking at you?" His hand slowly positioned itself on your abdomen, that part where your shirt didn't cover your skin since you lay down.

"No, no, no! Marc Spector, I swear if you..." Before you could threaten him, his fingers started tickling your sides, causing you to squirm clumsily on the bed, laughing.

"I wasn't looking at you!" Marc's laughter, calmer, accompanied you as you fought against his hands, trying to push him away from you.

It was more than clear that it wasn't going to work, not with Marc's stupidly strong arms. In fact, within seconds, he was on top of you, his hips between your legs, and holding your arms against the bed.

Both of you were breathing heavily, cheeks flushed, and eyes sparkling like that extra detail that always betrays the immense love between two people.

"You were looking at me," you whispered, still smiling.

"I'm looking at you now." Your heart stopped at the change in Marc's voice. It sounded exactly like in the dimly lit kitchen during the party.

You swallowed hard.

"Yes?" You teased. Logic was screaming at you to push him away as hard as you could and, if possible, leave that room, but it was like your brain shut down almost immediately. You could only think about the way Marc was watching your lips.

He almost seemed hungry.

"I always do." It was the last thing he said before leaning closer to you. His lips didn't waste time, finding yours and devouring them with wet and desperate kisses.

Guilt flooded your chest within seconds. Because you loved the taste of his lips, their perfect rhythm, and the way his tongue explored your mouth. Your desire wasn't purely physical; mentally, Marc was beginning to unravel you.

"Marc," you whispered against his mouth, almost like a moan. It was your last shred of sanity trying to call his attention.

His cock twitched against his jeans.

“Mhm?” When he adjusted his body to avoid crushing you with his weight, he realized he was at the perfect angle to move against you, finding some relief in the friction between his growing erection and your clothed cunt

You didn't answer, instead, your hands went to his neck as a way of begging him not to stop.

You sucked his tongue between your lips, making him moan against your mouth and he gave you another fake thrust. Maybe this was his chance to show you how good he could make you feel if you agreed to be his once and for all.

"L-Let me keep going, yes, love?" He whispered between gasps making you tremble. He was almost begging you. "Please please. Hurts."

It was a cheap trick and you both knew it but it was enough to convince you. You weren't explicit with your answer, but letting him continue was clear enough.

His lips left yours when they were sore from the bites. Marc slowly began to lower, kissing your chin and then your jawline at a stormy slow pace.

His hips had already taken a stable rhythm in his movements, and although both of you began to feel pain from the rubbing of the fabric and the way it was getting hot from the friction, there were no complaints about it, only moans and groans from you filling the room.

"M-More, please, Marc, more." He was sure that he had died and gone to heaven because there was no way he had you like this, begging him not to stop.

You heard the bed creak from the force of his movements, which were complemented by the clumsy way in which you raised your hips towards him looking for more.

He was hidden in your neck, you were looking at the ceiling that in your eyes began to fill with stars merely from pleasure. This wasn't at all like the nights with your hand or one of your pillows, and it wasn't like Joel either, as painful as it was to admit it.

This had layers on top, and the fact that it was forbidden was probably the one that fueled the passion the most.

He would have loved to see your face when you reached your orgasm but he was too busy pressing your wrists against the bed and sniffing the perfume on your neck for proof that this was real.

When the spasms started and made your legs shake, Marc gave a moan that was going to stay in your memory for the rest of your days, that sound alone would have been enough to make you cum a second time.

Not only was it visible the way his jeans began to form a darker stain from getting wet from his cum, it was perceptible to you, you could feel the moisture from your panties combined with Marc's fluids beginning to seep through the fabric.

In other circumstances, you might have considered using them to masturbate.

He stayed on top of you for a few more minutes, enjoying the way both of your breaths slowed down and were perfectly synchronized. Both remained silent and you decided to run your fingers over his back a couple of times as you had done many times before to relax your best friend.

"I should go change." He whispered after a while, slowly getting back up.

"Your clothes are in the guest room." You spoke just as low before clearing your throat.

Has Marc always looked this good? This image gave you just enough to fantasize about how perfect his after-sex glow would be. His cheeks were still flushed, his lips swollen and pink from your kisses, his messy hair, his eyes sparkling, and there was something so…attractive about the stain on his pants still being so visible.

You swallowed hard and tried to give him your best smile as he followed your directions with his visit to the guest room.

When the adrenaline of the moment was dying, the oppression in your chest returned. How could you be doing this to Joel?

And, a little worse, how was it possible that you were willing to risk your friendship with Marc for a few minutes of pleasure?

Your stomach turned immediately and you felt your eyes fill with tears the moment you picked up your phone. You took advantage of your moments of solitude to send a stupid goodnight message to Joel, hoping that this would calm the guilt that you felt starting to eat away at you.

Marc, meanwhile, couldn't have hidden his smile even if he wanted to. He wanted to jump, to scream, to raise his arms high in triumph now that he had no doubt of your feelings for him.

You both had reached a point of no return.

This is going to be a 6 part series!! <3 Love y’all.

Tags: @kingtwhiddleston​

[book-place]

The Best Medicine

Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Marc Spector x reader platonic, Steven Grant x reader platonic, Jake Lockley x reader platonic

Request: could write moonknight x teen reader who has the weirdest laugh and covers it up. but the moon boys make them laugh that hard that they can’t cover it up. i just wanna see they’re reactions

Request by: Anon

*not my gif*

Summary: You never liked your laugh, but a couple people are determined to hear it

A/N: There’s one Spanish word in here and the translation is bolded (from google, though)

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“It’s not a big deal,” You shrugged, continuing to unload knickknacks from the box that rested on the counter, ��I just hate my laugh. Most people do, it’s not uncommon.”

Steven raised both eyebrows, doing the same thing on the other side of the counter, “I’ve never met anyone that’s gone through such lengths to hide it, though.” He remarked.

The two of you met when you started an internship at the museum he worked at, with your task being to help out whenever any of the staff needed it. You had always been very bright, so it didn’t take you long to realize that your coworker had DID.

Contrary to how he thought you would act when you found out, you were actually very accepting and welcoming to the fact. You had even asked to meet his alters, to which they happily obliged.

“It’s true, kid.” Marc said, stopping unloading to lean back against the shelf and watch as you did your work, “A ton of people I’ve met hate the way they laugh, but you just seem to be a bit extreme about it.”

Though his words sounded serious, you knew Marc long enough to know that he was only teasing you slightly.

You rolled your eyes with a small scoff, “That’s not true, and you know it.”

“Come on niño!” Jake fronted with a complaint, “Laugh! Laugh!”

(Kid)

“Stop bothering them,” Steven scowled slightly before looking at you apologetically, “Don’t let those idiots pressure you into doing anything you don’t want to do.”

From the way the man winced slightly, you could only assume that his altars were yelling at his choice of words for them in the headspace.

“They don’t like being called idiots,” Steven confirmed your suspicions with a chuckle.

Unconsciously, you let out a laugh at his words, not even realizing you did so as you went on with your work.

You looked up in confusion when you saw Marc standing there with his mouth hanging open slightly as he stared with wide eyes at you.

“What?” You asked in slight alarm, whipping around to look behind you to see what the problem was.

“You laughed,” Jake said with a raised eyebrow, “I thought you said your laugh was weird, though.”

Your cheeks burned with the realization of what you had done, “It is weird,”

Marc shook his head, “I’ve heard some weird laughs in my time, kid, and that wasn’t one of them.”

Your face screwed up as you tried not to let out another laugh, but it slipped through your lips despite yourself, “You sound like an old man.” You snickered.

“Old man?” He shrieked back.

That became too much for you, you doubled over in full blown laughter and soon enough the sounds of Jakes, Marc’s, and Stevens own laughter rang out after you.

Like A Bee 🐝- @ip747 @ihatemyselfmorethanmydepression @jvdethirlwall

[ser-rctslcyer]

Title: Clumsy To Love

Pairing: Marc Spector x Gender-neutral! Reader

Word Count: 734

Request:  78. you and them being new to dating and decide to take it one step farther in the bedroom. due to some inexperience, there is a lot of shyness, giggling, and blushing when it comes to sex

Warnings: Mild Sexual Content, Making Out, Bad Flirting

A/N: This was also a very fun one to do, hope you enjoy it &lt;3

You shuffle backward, one hand gripping Marc’s shirt tightly while the other was wound in his curls.  His grasp is practically the same, as he guides you all the way into the apartment, and with one hand, swiftly pushing the door shut and locking it. Soft noises left the both of you as you teetered, licking and nipping at each other hungrily. 

“You want to?” he moans, trying his hardest to not kiss you again. Needy, nuzzling his own cheek against yours. 

“Yes, please,” you confirmed, sealing your lips back over his. The two of you stumbled through the apartment, stepping over books and making out. When you both got nearly the bed, his hand moved to your lower back, pressing the two of you closer.

“Can I get this off of you now?” he asked, fingers trailing under your shirt, dancing over your skin. 

“Yes.”

“Marc, too fast!” you squealed, trying your hardest to not let your arms be yanked out of socket as he pulled too fast. 

“Oh shit,” he stopped immediately, readjusting the way he was pulling to tug your shirt off all the way. “Sorry,” he bowed his head, caressing your face apologetically. 

“It’s okay,” you pressed your forehead against his, “a little eager there aren’t you?” you teased, pulling him closer by the hips.

“Only for you, baby,” he beamed, leaning to give you another sweet kiss. This time, he successfully removed your shirt and tossed it to the floor. He mapped his mouth over your newly exposed skin while he unbuckled his belt and it soon joined the floor. You shuddered under his attention, his tongue and teeth grazing over your body; a pool of warmth building in your lower stomach. You pulled away from him, grabbing the ends up his shirt and he quickly got the idea and raised his arms, only for his shirt to get stuck as well. 

“How do they make this look so easy in movies?” he grumbled, dropping his shirt to the side, He kneeled to take off his shoes next, but soon began wrestling with his laces. You tried not to laugh but your grin plastered itself onto your faces. You sat on the bed watching a the struggle grew more intense.

“I damn near ran face first into the door trying to open it,” his lamenting continued, plopping down on the edge of the bed, his fingers still tugging at his shoes. Giggles began to rise out of your chest as he cursed to himself quietly; his struggling went from seconds to minutes. 

“And now I can’t even get out of my fucking laces.” he sighed falling back again the bed dramatically as you began to howl with laughter. Marc joined in quickly, chuckling at the irony of how wonderful he was hoping this night would’ve been but so far it’s being going badly. 

“Would you like some help, sweetheart?” you heaved, trying to calm yourself as you knelt in front of him. 

“Please and thank you,” he sighed and quickly you unlaced them and he kicked him off his feet from there. You traded places and Marc finally slipped free of his pants with a little cheer and you chuckled.

“What are you laughing at? You still have to get out of yours,” he pointed at your shoes, and immediately you kicked them off your feet. It was always the easiest to have a shoe a little bit bigger than what you needed.

“Next time I’m tying your shoes.” He frowns jokingly and you stick your tongue out. 

“How sweet of you,” you cooed, and he rolled his eyes you, 

“Shut up,” he groaned. He hovered over you and kissed your stomach, unbuttoning your pants and pulling them off as he set back. You were both only in your underwear, staring in complete awe as you gave each other a once over. Your body was warm and your heart was racing and from the look on Marc’s face you could tell he was feeling the same. He kissed you again, pushing you all the way back against the bed. When you were fully situated he climbed on top top of you and you took the chance to flip him over and kiss him hard. 

“You ready?” he asked breathlessly, kneading your hips cordially; a soft whine left him as you shifted your hips. 

“Yeah. You?”

“I’m all yours, baby.”

[cbmnet]

#Moonknight #MarvelComics #CBM

[ninebluehearts]

Hannah my bad b- I ment the moon knight boiss. Slipped my mind that you don't do anything about Oscar Isaac. Okay so Marc taking his shirt off and reader walks in and goes feral. I'm talking Reader is a blushing mess and just want to admir her man, but Marc is teasing her. Ye thank you. *mic drop*

Haha, it's all good!! I was lowkey gonna write it anyways because this is such a good ask, but I'll happily do it for my baby Marc 🥺💕

The air-conditioning just had to break during the hottest day of the year. The landlord told you and Marc that he didn't know when they would be able to fix it, but that they were working on it as he spoke.

Marc went out and bought a fan, but it just wasn't enough. He was trying to look over an ancient map of Luxor, Egypt for a mission, but all he could think about was the giant heat waves that would wash over him every 20 seconds. He couldn't stand it. He grabbed the edge of his shirt and ripped it off, tossing it in the general direction of the bedroom.

Sadly, this made little to no change of his body's temperature. So, he tried his best to just ignore it and focus on his mission.

You came home from the store with bags of ice, ice cream, popsicles; anything that would cool you and Marc off for even a minute. But when you walked into the flat and saw your husband towering over the table, shirtless and dripping sweat, you dropped the grocery bags and your jaw.

Marc jumped at the loud noise of the crashing groceries, quickly turning around to see what happened. "Y/n? What's wrong?"

"Oh! Shit, um, nothing." You mumbled, dropping to your knees to pick up the frozen foods. You tried your best to keep your eyes on the floor, not wanting Marc to see the way your face was tingling from how red it was. Once you gathered everything up, you rushed over to the kitchen to put the food away, avoiding eye contact with Marc as you rushed by.

You set the bags on the counter and took a deep, calming breath. This was stupid. You've been seeing each other for what? Two years now? You've seen him naked a million times before. Seeing him shirtless should not have this effect on you anymore. But when you turned around, you were met by Marc, who was standing directly behind you with his arms crossed, his brows knitted in concern.

"Marc-" You gasped, your eyes growing wide as your cheeks burned an impossibly darker shade of crimson.

"Are you okay?" Marc asked, reaching over to press the back of his hand to your forehead. "I know it's hot in here, but you look like you're about to pass out or something. I haven't seen you this red since-" And then it hit him. You could tell he knew by the way his lips turned up into a shit eating grin. "Oh." He whispered, reaching out to grab your hips, pressing you against himself. "You wanna tell me what's got you all worked up, baby?"

You shook your head, your eyes desperately glancing around the room to focus on something else. Anything else. But Marc gripped your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, making you look at him.

"Oh, come on, baby. Tell me what's got you blushing like this." He dipped his head down to your neck and nipped at the soft skin, gently tracing the irritated spot with the tip of his tongue.

"Fuck, Marc," You moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"If you're not gonna tell me.." Marc unwrapped your arms and took a step back, his grin growing wider when your eyes continuously glanced down to his torso and then back to his eyes. He turned around and walked back into the living room, leaving you to wrap your had around what the hell just happened.

"Marc Spector!" You yelled, running after him. You refused to let him tease you like that. And Marc knew that he would have to finish what he started. You both hated the heat, but hey, it had it's benefits.

[myfictionaldreams]

Day 21. Praise Kink - Marc Spector

Kinktober Day 21: Praise Kink - Marc Spector x f!reader

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, overstimulated, multiple orgasms, fingering, crying, praise kink, dom/sub, squirting, fluff,  nicknames, no use of y/n

my main masterlist 📚 // kinktober masterlist😈 // AO3 Link 

“Just one more baby, you can do it, you’re doing so well”.

Marc’s praises were the only thing you could concentrate on as you were completely and utterly fucked, not even sure you could tell someone what your first name was.

The two fingers that were delved deep inside your warm wet hole, curled into that delicate spot repeating the same motion that Marc had been continuing to do for what felt like forever, drawing out orgasm and orgasm until you were a mewling mess.

“I can’t” you all but sobbed out, completely overwhelmed.

“Yes you can baby, I know you can, it’s only one more and we’ll be done”.

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew he had said this with your last orgasm, and the euphoria and praises that he had rushed out to you when you’d screamed and twitched as you came were worth it until you were back to the start again, spending time building and teasing your body.

Marc knew you better than you knew yourself. Knew when you’d had too much, when you needed a break and he definitely knew when you had more to offer as he stared down at your flushed expression, hands desperately gripping the sheets below, eyes closed in concentration, you could handle one more orgasm.

“You’re doing amazing, keep going baby, I can feel you clenching around my fingers”.

He knew that you loved absolutely nothing more than being praised, you could be in the foulest of moods and all he needed to do was whisper how you were his best girl and you were trembling in his arms.

Your thighs began trembling again, the muscles already feeling like jelly from all the stimulation that had been coursing through your cunt from his well-trained fingers. The tightness returned again like a tidal wave, with no build-up, no warning.

It was like floating freely before intense sharp pleasure came in quick pulses, starting in your abdomen and dispersing over your entire body leaving you jolting on the bed, screaming out.

“Just like that, that’s it you're such a good girl”, those last two words were always the trigger words to your pleasure, back arching up even though you were exhausted, his fingers now ceasing in their fucking as you began squirting down his muscular arm with the pulsing orgasmic pleasure.

You were unsure as to how much time had passed since you heard your favourite words, only waking when a hand trailed against your cheek, lips kissing along your temple lovingly to try and stir you awake.

“Marc?” your voice was croaky from all abuse you’d endured when screaming out.

“Hey baby” his voice was calm like it always was, grounding you down when your anxiety began to peak.

“Did.. did I do well?” you asked trying to match his tone but it just ended up with you sounding quiet and timid.

Marc smiled down at you in his arms, “you did so well, I’m so proud of you, I knew you could do it”. You weren’t sure why but your whole body finally relaxed after hearing him say that like you needed to have his confirmation before closing your eyes, a smile settling across your face.

[gaiathemexicanbeauty]

first kiss headcanons! (moon knight)

holy moly would u believe it i am back

this was supposed to be just a kissing headcanon list but i got sidetracked when i started writing and here we are

SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE CONTENT FOR MARC AND JAKE but its really small lol

reader is gender neutral!

EDIT: i've managed to read enough oneshots and fanfiction for jake lockley that i feel comfortable writing for him (didn't do it the first time bc i don't know much about him)! i would like to address that i am not 100% aware of what jake's nationality is and have not found any accurate sources that tell me that info so just assume that he is hispanic in general! (my being mexican definitely has a bias on jake lol)

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STEVEN GRANT

steven was dedicated to making your first kiss PERFECT, he felt like this would make or break your relationship (it most obviously wouldn’t)

the day he decided to do it wasn’t any different to you, though; he was chatty and rambled about anything just as he always did

steven’s heart is beating hard in his chest when he walks you home, his hands clammy with nerves as his fingers stay intertwined with yours

once at the door to your house, he can barely get a word out except a rushed “goodnight” and he’s already chickened out before you grab his hand again, taking both of his hands in yours when he’s facing you before kissing him

you kiss him and he thinks he must have died because this is heaven

you almost pull away when he makes a sound but by the way he leans into the kiss, you know not to stop JUST yet

his first instinct is to grab your waist (i mean that’s what he always sees the guys do in movies) but he’s so distracted with how amazing he feels that his hands are just kind of uselessly hanging in the air

until your hands are in his hair and it’s like you sent an electric current down his spine, his shaky hands cupping your face so that he can confirm that this is actually real (also to stop from his head spinning but holding you doesn’t really fix that)

when you finally pull away, his lips chase yours and you can’t help but laugh a bit when his face goes red from how embarrassed he is that you saw him do that

he wants to say something, but he can’t stop looking at your lips but is also trying to look anywhere but your eyes bc he can’t believe he actually did that

“sorry, that was kind of sudden, huh?” you say with a nervous smile, finally catching steven’s gaze and smiling at the way a smile spreads onto his own lips

speechlessly, he nods before you watch him physically take a deep breath and suddenly, he’s cupping your face again and kissing you with so much passion that you can barely believe you are still kissing the same person

MARC SPECTOR

oh but your first kiss is definitely not planned

marc is a walking red flag obviously but he also has boobs and i love when men have massive honkers (im sorry) and i think that could pull (almost) anyone

but just bc he can pull doesn’t mean he kisses you the first time he feels like it, he’s careful to wait until you give him permission to do so which hasn’t happened yet

even if he isn’t planning your first kiss, he still keeps his word to himself to make it special (him and steven are the same in that way)

marc comes to visit you one day and catches you cooking to which he immediately he invites himself in

serving the two of you a glass of wine, he watches you move in the kitchen, can’t help but smile when you stir something in a pot with one hand and take a sip of wine with the other

that’s when he decides it: he could kiss you now and remember the feeling on his deathbed

he walks over to you and you don’t immediately suspect what he’s up to, instead teasing him to wait back at the table for his food which will be out soon

then you see the look in his eyes and your smile falters a bit out of curiosity

“marc..?” you say, putting down your spoon and swallowing thickly as he slowly approaches you, making you back up against the counter and your hands holding the edge

you don’t break eye contact with him, your breath hitching when his hands immediately move to hold your waist

his eyes ask you for permission, searching your own for any discomfort or uncertainty; his shoulders relax a bit when you place your hands on his and caress the backs of them

with that, he gently presses his forehead against yours and brushes his nose against yours, his breathing is uneven against your lips and in a blink, he’s kissing you

he’s eager but even still you can sense he’s holding back with the way his grip on your hips increases

without warning, he picks you up to sit you on the counter, hooking one of your legs around his waist; he wastes no time in reaching down to squeeze your thigh

when that gets a noise out of you, marc pulls away, one hand caressing your cheek and the other still on your thigh

his chest rises and falls as he catches his breath, his eyes flitting from your eyes to your lip, “this alright?” he whispers, a smug smile on his lips as you nod wordlessly and with that, he’s kissing you again

JAKE LOCKLEY

jake is the complete opposite, obviously and he thinks that him being able to kiss you wasn't going to be something that you found incredibly important, it would just be something that the two of you did considering you're in a relationship

but boy was he wrong because the first time he tried it, you immediately put a finger to his lips (and he would have been a little ashamed to say that he actually listened to you when you did that but anything for his partner)

"not just yet, mi amor" you had said with a mischievous smile, reveling in the shock written all over your boyfriend's face

oh so THATS the game you want to play

jake could already tell that two of you were making a competition out of this and he didn't plan to lose, even if it killed him (metaphorically that is)

and oh was it worth it

the way he would get SO close, his breath on your lips and his fingers brushing your jaw that made your hair stand on end in the best way possible

but every single time he would pull away with that signature shit eating smirk of his that would say "i win" before ultimately changing the subject to something as mundane as the weather

but on this particular date night, you had plans to finally end this playful little feud

a dinner date at home lead to an impromptu dance session, music provided by none other than jake (this playlist i made is pretty much the music y'all dance to!)

the night starts out innocent enough, jake is teaching you to dance to some of his favorite songs which have less fancy footwork than you expected but you were having the time of your life nonetheless; then the slower, more R&B music starts

you relish in the feeling of jake holding your waist as you sway to the music, your cheeks flushing at all the sweet nothings your boyfriend is whispering to you

"i love you", "te ves tan bonita/o", "mi amor", "princesa/mi rey", "mi angel"

you don't know when but suddenly it's quiet between you two and the only sound is the soft melody playing in the living room where it was feeling much warmer than before

"it's getting late, huh? think it's about time to end the night?" you say to which jake simply shrugs at, his movements slowing along with your own

slowly, though, you feel that familiar stubble tickle the crook of your neck, feel your boyfriend's lips brush your skin that make you jump; "todo bien, amor?" he asks to which you simply nod (you didn't trust your voice right now)

the two of you go still when he starts to drag his lips up to your jaw before he's doing the usual, pressing you close and kissing everywhere except for where you want need him to

but this is where you draw the line and finish this

without hesitation, your hands move to cup jake's face and you slam your lips onto his before he even has a chance to react, making him jump in a way that fills you with glee

of course, it takes him all of two seconds to kiss you back with all the energy he has because por dios, he's been waiting for this for so long

his hands move to tug on your hair which immediately makes you pull away, panting heavily and meeting jake's eyes who's pupils have dilated so fast that you can't help but giggle a bit

"about time." you say, the smile on your lips growing when he tips his head back with laughter before pressing his forehead against yours. "i would have waited an eternity for that, mi vida."

that immediately makes you duck your head in embarrassment, a shy smile on your face as jake tucks his thumb under your chin and tilts it up to face you again

that's about as long as the tender moment lasts because you immediately see the playful smirk on his face before he expertly tosses you over his shoulder with a celebratory grito

you squeal out a protest, saying his name in between giggles and kicking your feet in a failed attempt to get away as your boyfriend leads you to the bedroom

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MASSIVE THANKS TO @ellieheim FOR REQUESTING A JAKE LOCKLEY HEADCANON LIST!! i had the time of life writing this and loved having the opportunity to finally write for him (and have an excuse to start his playlist lol) !! also, i would like to take this opportunity to promote my ask box! i just recently set it up and would love to see what you all would like me to write! rules are in my pinned post!

but for now, i hope that u all enjoyed this and thanks so much for reading!! <33

[kittyofalltrades]

I'm not completely certain who your faves are since I'm new here so maybe share a thot about your current fave? Thanks.

Well Anon, my love, since you didn't tell me which fave I had to phone a friend, so you get Marc and his Daddy Kink tonight. I had to roll up my sleeves for this one and yes, NSFW under the cut....might have gotten a little carried away.... @welcometostayingawake

Marc Spector has a daddy kink, that is an undeniable fact

Marc isn't sure when or how it happened, but the first time he heard the breathy whisper of daddy from you, he came embarrassingly quickly. He made it up to you, but he wondered if it was a thing he was into.

The second time Daddy slipped from your lips was on a phone call when he was away on a mission for Khonshu, leaving him so painfully hard he'd needed to relieve himself before he could continue what he needed to do.

But when he returned home, you hit him again, this time with "I missed you, daddy". You had suspected the kink for some time but he refused to talk about it. Him carrying you to bed and fucking you until you couldn't see straight confirmed it.

While he fucked you, he whispered about how daddy was going to take care of his pretty baby. How daddy had missed his pretty girl.

He didn't stop fucking you until the only word you could whimper was daddy.

Once you whimpered he came so hard he felt like he'd died and gone to heaven for a few seconds (and he would know), he pulled out of you to cuddle and whisper how you'd done so well for him, for your daddy.

You teased him about it over the course of the next few days, but every time you did, he was on you in an instant, pulling off your pants or pushing up your skirt to fuck you and remind you who your daddy was.

After a week of some of the best and most tiring sex of your life, you learned quickly Daddy was to be used sparingly, or you'd be late for appointments, dinner reservations, movies, and anything else that happened to be within two hours of you saying the word.

But hey Marc isn't opposed to you teasing him because he is going to take care of his pretty baby whether that's having you suck his cock or bent over the nearest flat surface taking his cock.

So yeah, call Marc, daddy, but make sure your schedule is cleared...

[fictionkinfessions]

Hate that people (including the director and the guy that plays me) keep teasing and/or lying about a Season 2 confirmation. It’s so… please stop pulling my leg I can’t handle it. - Marc Spector

[avatarofseshat]

Heart of a Warrior - Part Two

Pairings/Characters: Marc Spector x fem!Reader

Warnings: A bit of angst.

A/N: The next couple of parts (or so) are going to be backstory. Y/F/N (your friends's name). Enjoy.

Part One

One of your coworkers had just become engaged and had insisted that all of you go out for drinks - despite you not being much of a drinker non-the-less a partier. You begrudgingly agreed as you were happy for her and didn’t want to wreck the good vibes.

There you sat at one of the tall tables in the club. The music was so glaringly loud that it made your head hurt and you couldn’t even hear yourself think. You gaze absent mindingly scanned the crowd for anyone you knew, when your gaze fell upon a man sitting at the bar. His back was to you so you couldn’t make out anything but a dark blue jacket and slicked back coffee hued curly hair. You knew he must have been handsome - or at least attractive enough to garner a lot of female attention as he shrugged off each girl that attempted to flirt with him.

You decided to give in to your curiosity and decided to go up and ask the bartender for a drink and made sure you were within eye sight of him. You decide to be a bit bold and sneak a glance in his direction as you wait for the bartender to prepare your drink - a Cosmopolitan. Yep, just as you thought he was handsome, actually he was quite handsome. You could feel the heat of his gaze as you retreated back to your table.

You were mortified that you had been caught - you were never so obvious. You let our an exasperated sigh as you returned your attention to your drink.

You where surprised when he came over, introduced himself and a casual conversation followed. He was just as you expected - undeniably handsome and you found it difficult to not get lost in his dark eyes as the two of you engaged in a somewhat awkward conversation.

You hesitated a bit when he asked for your number since he wanted to see you again but despite your best judgment you found yourself entering it into his phone “A flip phone? Those still exist?” You quipped. He just gave you a smirk in response.

You were happy but surprised when he called you a couple of days latter asking if you wanted to join him for dinner that Friday. You accepted.  

A friend at work noticed your cherry mood in the days that followed and she couldn’t help but lightly tease you “Is it that guy I saw you talking to at the club?” When you shy smile gave her the confirmation she desired she prodded further “So….What’s his name?”

“Marc,” you replied not meeting your gaze as you returned to the task at hand as you continued to type away on your keyboard. 

“Ya know…it’s good that you’re dating again…getting out there,” she continued encouragingly. Y/F/N was one of the few people at your place of work that you had confided in. She knew what you had been through.

You smooth out the slight wrinkles in your dark plum colored dress, it was classy but still revealed just enough skin, as you gaze into the floor length mirror on your closet door. You take a breath and calm the butterflies in your stomach as you dabbed on a bit of perfume and applied your lip gloss. 

There was a knock at your door which caused you to glance down at your watch. Right on time. You did a quick once over in the mirror before grabbing your purse and taking a breath before you opened the door. 

You slowly opened the door and where met by Marc’s sparkling brown eyes as he took you in “You look incredible,” his voice is barely above a whisper as his eyes met yours.

“You’re not too bad yourself,” you quip back and you notice as he’s trying to hold back a smirk, as you scan over the dark blue button up and black jacket and slacks his wearing. His dark locks are slicked back just as they where the first time you saw him.

The restaurant he had taken you to was a swanky Italian place with unlimited breadsticks. Carbs where your weakness, although you did your best to behave yourself this time. You couldn’t help the pink that rose to your cheeks as you noticed that Marc’s gaze hadn’t wavered as you enjoyed your meal - which was delicious. 

Being the gentleman he is, he walked you back to your place. You both awkwardly paused once you had unlocked the door.

“Not on the first date, Spector.” You smirked in response when he implied that the night could continue. 

“Okay, okay!” He responded as he raised both hands in surrender “What about the second date?” You had to resist the desire to roll your eyes as you shook your head. “What about this…” he said as suddenly cupped your cheek and pulled you in for a tender kiss. Even you where surprised when you found yourself returning the kiss before reality struck and you pulled away suddenly. “Y/N?” 

“I-I’m sorry.” You said as you retreated back into your apartment leaving a baffled and hurt Marc in your wake. 

[thearabkhaleesi]

D23 EXPO 2019 - DAY 1 - DISNEY+ PANEL

On the first day of Disney’s D23 Expo this year, Disney hosted a huge panel on their upcoming streaming service, Disney+, which is set to launch this November. Here’s everything you need to know from the Disney+ panel.

THE MANDALORIAN 💫

The trailer for THE MANDALORIAN has finally been released!💫 The Mandalorian is the upcoming live action series set in the Star Wars universe, taking place after the events of Return of the Jedi and before the Force Awakens, following a lone Mandalorian gunfighter in the outer reaches of the galaxy💫 Pedro Pascal is the Mandalorian, and the show also stars Giancarlo Esposito, Carl Weathers, Taika Waititi, and Ming-Na Wen.  The first season will consist of 8 episodes and each episode will be released on it own this November when Disney+ launches (aka the season won’t drop all at once).

OBI WAN KENOBI SERIES CONFIRMED🌟

After many rumors & reports, it has finally been confirmed at D23 by the man himself & Lucasfilm president Kathleen Kennedy: Ewan McGregor is in OFFICIALLY REPRISING HIS ROLE AS OBI-WAN KENOBI IN A SERIES FOR DISNEY+!😱🌟 McGregor of course portrayed the role of the wise Jedi originated by Alec Guiness in the Star Wars prequels, and there were talks of an Obi-Wan standalone film for years, following the character after the events of Revenge of the Sith but before A New Hope. However, after Solo: A Star Wars Story, Disney & Lucasfilm have said that they’re taking a break from producing standalone Star Wars movies and seem to have shifted focus to TV series. The Obi Wan series will likely take place between Episodes 3 & 4, following a middle-aged version of the character. That’s all we know so far & honestly I’m THRILLED! Obi Wan is one of my absolute favorite Star Wars characters & I’d love to see it! I saw the news break when in line for a ride at Disney and screamed “YES!!” Click here to see a video of the announcement

LADY AND THE TRAMP MOVIE TRAILER🍝

The trailer for the live action Lady & the Tramp movie is here! Tessa Thompson and Justin Theroux voice Lady and the Tramp, with Janelle Monae as Peg, Ashley Jensen as Jock, Benedict Wong as Bull and Sam Elliot as Trusty. Lady and the Tramp will be available to stream on Disney+ the day the service launches on November 12th🐶🍝

NOELLE 🎄

The first trailer for “Noelle”, a Disney+ original Christmas movie has been released! The film follows Noelle (Anna Kendrick), the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Claus, who goes on a journey to find her brother after he runs away from taking on the role of Santa Claus. The movie also stars Billy Eichner and Bill Hader. Noelle will be available to stream on Disney+ the day the service launches on November 12🎄

HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL: THE MUSICAL: THE SERIES🎶

It’s not a remake, it’s not a sequel or spin-off of the popular Disney Channel movie from 2006. “High School Musical: The Musical: The Series” is a mockumentary series based on the High School Musical films, following “a group of students at East High who stage a performance of High School Musical for their winter theater production, only to realize that there is as much drama that happens offstage as there is onstage.” It’s a bit weird to imagine, but the trailer helps clarify exactly what it is (a fake reality show about kids who put on a High School Musical show in East High). The show will be released on Disney+ when it launches on November 12🎶

The World According to Jeff Goldblum🌍

The World According to Jeff Goldblum is an upcoming National Geographic show for Disney+, and follows famous actor (& internet sensation) Jeff Goldblum, as he explores & learns about various things in the world. It’s pretty much self-explanatory & everything we need in life. The more Goldblum the better. The show is going to be available when Disney+ launches on November 12🌍

LIZZIE MCGUIRE💘

HEY NOW - LIZZIE MCGUIRE IS COMING BACK!🤩💘Hilary Duff is officially reprising her role from the hit 2000s Disney Channel show, in a sequel series that follows Lizzie as a millennial 30 year old living in NYC! The show will have the same animated Lizzie persona from the original show! This is what dreams are made of! I was OBSESSED with Lizzie McGuire growing up - I CAN’T WAIT!😭 No details on when it’ll be released or if any of the other actors from the show are reprising their roles just yet. Who else is excited??🙋🏼‍♀️

3 NEW MARVEL SERIES: MS. MARVEL, SHE-HULK, AND MOONKNIGHT

As part of the Disney+ panel held yesterday at Disney’s D23 Expo, the company announced that THREE more new Marvel TV shows are in the works for the company’s streaming service!

Ms. Marvel⚡️ A while back MCU head Kevin Feige teased that Ms. Marvel will be introduced to the MCU at some point, most likely after Captain Marvel. since the characters are connected, and it looks like that was true! A Ms. Marvel TV show is in the works for Disney+, following Kamala Khan, a young Muslim Pakistani-American girl with superpowers! She will have a TV show AND will be in the movies😭

She-Hulk💚 Disney also announced another TV show is in the works for Disney+ following SHE-HULK! She-Hulk is Bruce Banner’s cousin who acquired a different version of his Hulk condition…

Moon Knight🌑 It seems to me there were rumors & demands of a Moon Knight project for a while & Disney has just confirmed that they’re indeed producing a TV show based on the character! Marc Spector is a former US Marine & boxer who left the military to become an international mercenary but is granted a second chance at life by an Egyptian goddess after a near-death experience, but he is also granted enhanced strength and durability, & so decides to become a vigilante crime-fighter. Sadly it doesn’t seem like the Netflix Marvel shows will be making the move to Disney+ with more seasons, they weren’t even brought up. But Ms. Marvel, She-Hulk, and Moon Knight are currently all set to be in Phase 4 of the MCU (2020-2021 release), along with many other Marvel shows on Disney+ that were previously announced including The Falcon & The Winter Soldier, WandaVision, What If, Loki, & Hawkeye. Unfortunately no casting news for the new shows, but we did find out that Wyatt Russell is joining The Falcon & The Winter Soldier where Sharon Carter will also be making an appearance, Kat Dennings is returning to the MCU through the WandaVision TV show reprising her role from the Thor movie.

(image below from The Wrap)

Here’s the other little bits of news you need to know from the Disney+ panel!

 Gina Rodriguez (Jane the Virgin) is producing a show for Disney+ called “Diary of A Female President” following a young Hispanic girl who grows up to be President🇺🇸

A new Muppets show is coming to Disney+ called “Muppets Now” - it’ll be a short form unscripted variety series coming in 2020🐸

The upcoming seventh season of Clone Wars will hit Disney+ February 2020💫

Pixar is developing a series of shorts for Disney+ called “Forky Asks A Question”, following the new character Forky from Toy Story 4 as he asks important life questions like “what is love” and “what is cheese”. Some other Toy Story characters are likely to appear🍴

It was previously announced that a new show would be coming to Disney+ that’a set in the Monsters Inc universe, and now we know “Monsters At Work” will take place place 6 months after Monsters Inc, following a new graduate from Monsters University who goes on to work at Monsters Inc. The voice cast from the original are returning to reprise their roles👁

A new Phineas & Ferb movie called “Phineas & Ferb The Movie: Candace Against the Universe” is coming to Disney+, wherePhineas & Ferb travel across the galaxy to rescue their sister Candance “who has been abducted by aliens & has found utopia in a far-off planet free of her pesky little brothers💥

Kristen Bell is executive producing a new reality show for Disney+ called “Encore!” & it’s “about everyday adults who previously used to do high school theatre being able to go back to their roots and do a show again”🎶Click here for the trailer

A game show called “Be Our Chef” is coming to Disney+ food challenges with the winning dish being served at Disney World🍽

Guests at D23 got first looks at 3 other Disney+ movies:

a coming of age movie called Stargirl starring Grace Vanderwall

“Timmy Failure Mistakes Were Made”

& “Togo” a film about an Alaskan dogsled team

Check out my main account on Instagram @thearabkhaleesi​ for more!

[ramajmedia]

What Moon Knight's Live-Action Costume Could Look Like

Marvel's Moon Knight is finally getting the live-action treatment, and one artist has offered his idea of what the hero could look like. A potential Moon Knight TV show or movie has long been rumored, dating back to 2016. At the time, people speculated Moon Knight would join Marvel's Netflix heroes, fighting alongside Jessica Jones, Luke Cage, and the rest of the Defenders. However, once Marvel's relationship with Netflix soured, that idea was off the table. On the film side, Guardians of the Galaxy director James Gunn put his hat in the ring for Moon Knight to join the MCU. He mentioned on Twitter that he had an idea but didn't have the time to see it through. Marvel head Kevin Feige confirmed last year that the studio did have plans for Moon Knight to join the MCU at some point.

At this past weekend's D23 Expo, those plans became a lot clearer with the announcement of a live-action Moon Knight series for upcoming streaming service Disney+. The series is currently in development and features a completely new logo for the character. In the same panel, Disney announced the new series She-Hulk and Ms. Marvel, both of which will premiere around the same time as Moon Knight. Though no release dates were revealed, we do know that all three shows will be a part of the MCU's Phase 4, which already includes Black Widow, WandaVision, and Thor: Love and Thunder.

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In a series of images, Sony Art Director Raf Grassetti offers his interpretation of what a live-action version of Moon Knight could look like. Appropriately, the first image features the character standing in front of a moon and wearing his traditional hood. The second photo offers a closer look at the costume's details, including a crescent moon on the hero's front. The third shows the photo again, this time in front of a Moon Knight logo. Check out Grassetti's images below:

In the comics, Moon Knight, aka. Marc Spector, has multiple personality disorder and originally appears as The Werewolf hunter. He experiences extra powers depending on the lunar cycle, including increased strength and endurance. Moon Knight is also a detective and skilled at both combat and martial arts. The hero is one of Marvel's more complex characters, as he initially enters the comics as a villain. Many have compared him to Batman, as they're both wealthy men who often use gadgets in their work.

Everyone from Keanu Reeves to Jake Gyllenhaal have been pitched by fans and MCU alums alike to play Moon Knight, though those ideas came before the series announcement. The Walking Dead star Ross Marquand has also expressed interest in taking on the role. With Moon Knight no longer just a theoretical show or movie, it's fun to speculate on what the on-screen version of the character may look like. Grassetti's interpretation will likely have fans coming up with even more ideas on who could play the complicated hero.

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Source: Raf Grassetti

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