Jake Lockley x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader
Words: 2600
Warnings: Cursing, mention of sex, break up, Jake can be a dick
Summary: Marc had a suspicion he had another person in him, Steven wasn’t the only one, that was evident after what happened with Harrow. But neither Marc nor Steven could be prepared when they met Jake.
When Marc realized that Khonshu tricked them, he was fuming, and so was Steven.
“You said you would let us go!” yelled Marc.
“I said I’ll let you and the worm free, never mentioned your third party.” Marc and Steven both felt as if their stomach fell, the feeling of being played was devastating.
They found themselves on yet another mission. A mission they thought was long over, yet here they were, standing in a weird temple and the worst is that Layla was with them.
“Khonsu, you liar!” she yelled. “You said you would set them free!”
“Again, I never mentioned the third one, if he chose to work for me, that has nothing to do with you.”
All three knew Khonsu had a point. Yet, still, they were super mad.
“You played us!” said Steve as he came forward.
“Can we get over this, please? We are here to catch someone very dangerous before you three decided to arrive, the plan was going swimmingly,“ said Khonshu.
Layla followed what he thought was Marc, that is how she got there and how thankful she was that she went.
Then they met the guy they were there for.
His name was Jacob Highs, according to Khonshu he likes to torture people and plays cruel games with them.
"Marc Spector, I know about you. Now, it’s time for you to face your demons!” the man let out a wicked laugh.
“Kill him Marc!” yelled Khonshu. “Kill him before h-”
—
“Marc?” he heard Layla’s voice.
“What happened?” he asked as he opened his eyes, he found himself in an old dingy house. From the window, he could see the outside was pitch black. No landscape, nothing, only darkness.
“I-I don’t know but…” Layla couldn’t finish her sentence as Marc was hugged suddenly.
“Oh, Marc! I thought you died!” said Steven.
“Steven? How is this possible?”
“Told you Highs is dangerous.” said Khonshu, "He likes to play with people. This is one of the realms he created.“
Marc finally stood up and he noticed another man, another him.
"So, you are Jake.” all three looked at Jake who rolled his eyes, not answering. The three started to talk trying to figure out what to do.
“How do we get out of here?” asked Layla who looked at all three men and Khonshu.
“We wait.” said Jake, finally speaking up, everyone looked at him.
“Wait? Are you out of your mind?”
“Technically, yes. I am.”
“How could we just stand and wait?” asked Steven as he looked at everyone.
“We will die here if we don’t find a way out.” said Layla.
“Yeah, let’s just start walking, get out of this filthy house and see what we are against.” said Steven as Marc was thinking.
“No, we need to wait.” said Jake again with a firmer tone.
“Why would we just sit here and wait?” asked Marc, annoyed with the man in the hat.
“Because, unlike you two, I have a girlfriend who is actually useful.” said Jake and just as he said that Jacob’s unconscious body flew in the window, shattering the glass as he landed. Jake made an ‘I-told-you-so’ face at the others before the door opened and a woman came in, you.
“Oh,” you looked at all the people in there. “Hello.” you offered a small wave. You looked at Khonshu. “So, he doesn’t speak and I didn’t want to kill him in case that would get us stuck here forever.” you said and then turned to the others. “Well, this is… awkward.”
“Hi, Mi Amor.” you smiled at Jake and placed a kiss on his lips, he pulled you close by your waist.
“There they go again.” said Khonshu as Jake whispered Spanish words into your ear before disappearing to find a way out.
The other three just watched in disbelief. Not it all made a lot more sense to Layla, whenever Marc forgot a date or he was late, or he had marks on him that wasn’t from fighting, Layla had a suspicion he had another woman, but she never knew Jake was there and that he had someone.
When you finally pulled away from Jake, he kept you close, kissing your neck, determined to leave a mark on your delicious skin.
“Sorry, this is a bit, come on now.” you tried to push him away, but it didn’t work.
“Who are you?” asked Steven.
“You must be Steven, lovely to meet you and you Marc, and oh what was it? Lauren?”
“Layla,” said Marc with a very annoyed tone but you didn’t mind.
“Right, lovely to meet you all, Jake did mention you three, but as you can see he’s not big on talking.” just as you said that Jake pulled you closer, and it made you giggle but he also bit your neck a little.
“My name is Y/N, I’m Jake’s girlfriend and partner in crime. I’m a descendant of a Goddess, not too sure which one, I have certain powers. Like I can see the angry pigeon standing behind you.” everyone turned to see Khonshu there.
Jake finally finished with your neck as he let you go, but still kept you close.
“I wasn’t able to find a way out.” he said before he turned to Jacob, he was out cold and he will be for a long time. “We will stay here and when he wakes up we will convince him to let us out.”
“Lovely, this is like camp when you are a kid. I would love to get to know you all better. Let’s start with you Steven.” you sat down on the floor, creating fire in the fireplace to keep you all warm.
And you talked.
—
You talked a lot. Marc was sure he has gone mad. Not that he wasn’t already insane but this.
To finally meet the man who killed many, whom he didn’t know about, who he cannot even remember, and he had a girlfriend?
Marc was loyal to Layla, always.
But this, this was too much, and by Layla’s expression, he thought the same.
“So, how does this work?” asked Marc with a very annoyed voice. “We find out that Khonshu lied to us, we are still Moon Knight, and now this. Another me and you?”
“I know you feel cheated, Khonshu did hide this from you b-”
“And just who the fuck are you?!” Marc was now angry.
“Amigo! Watch your fucking mouth when you talk to my girl! If it wasn’t for her that fucker would be out there torturing us.”
“This IS torture!"
Steven wanted to defuse the situation, he really did but he agreed with Marc.
"So, how does this work?” he asked the same question Marc just did.
“He comes to me, we go on dates, usually that includes killing people Birdie tells us to kill, then we go back to my place or to his, sorry, yours and have sex. Easy life. I leave before he wakes up or he leaves before you switch.”
The way you were so causal about this was disturbing. They all made a face.
“Look, I know you all are new to this, but I am a good fucking person okay? I help people, I save people and I knew what I was getting into when I met Jake. He told me about you three, he told me how this works, you all can be angry at me all you want, but you cannot deny a man from his love.”
Layla was too quiet during all this, even you noticed. It must be hard for her to hear all this, but this wasn’t just about her.
You loved Jake and Jake loved you, they all have to live with that as you live with the fact that Marc and Steven love Layla.
“Nah, I say we vote. It’s two against one. You two have to stop… this.” said Steven.
“Vote? Are you mad? Do you want me to crush your skull?” spoke Jake but you put your hand on his shoulder.
“Try me.” you said. “Try it, try and separate us, Steven, even you Marc, I challenge you to try.” They didn’t know what you were capable of. And for Jake, you’d do everything.
Suddenly everything felt cold, the windows started to freeze and the fire went out, the wooden floor began to get slippery with the ice on the surface.
You weren’t joking, Marc thought you were, but you were not.
Powers? Definitely. You were scary, Marc didn’t want to mess around with you, not for one bit.
That fire in your eyes as you stood up for the one you loved, he had never seen that before, not even in his own eyes.
It made him question so many things.
And by the look on Layla’s face, as she excused herself to another room, he knew.
You watched as the two left, leaving Steven behind.
“So, Steven, I heard you work in a gift shop in a museum?”
“Used to work.” he corrected.
“Right, so, anything you learned there? Jake never really liked it, although he did like one of the tour guides.” you said sending a side-eye towards him.
“It was you? You asked her on a date to the stake house!” now it made sense even to Steven, he did find it difficult to believe Marc, who was married would ask someone on a date.
“Yes, but I found someone better.” you smiled as Jake finally sat down beside you. “Tengo Frio, Amor.” he said and you put the fire back on. Steven sat down close to it, thankful that the ice was finally gone.
“Look, Steven, I understand this is a lot to take in, it was a lot for me as well. But I’m not going to let Jake just leave. Maybe it is unfair to Layla, but if you take him from me, that is unfair to me. You have to understand, please. I love him. And I’m sure I can love you too. I mean no harm.”
You spoke so gently like you were trying to make a child understand something huge, and you kind of were.
You understood their side, you really did. But you were not willing to let go of Jake. Never.
When Layla and Marc arrived back, they looked… not happy. To say the least.
“Okay, now that we talked about this, ready to leave?” you stood up as did Steven and Jake.
“W-But I thought you said you can’t-”
“I never said I can’t get us out of here, all I said is that I’m not willing to kill him to risk getting us stuck.” you said smiling at Steven.
“Smart girl.” said Khonshu as he waited. You closed your eyes but then remembered one more thing.
“Oh and Mr Lockley, you better thank me for this! You know what I like!”
“Ice cream.”
“That, and you on your knees baby.” you winked and before anyone could answer, you quickly worked your magic.
—
Marc woke up in his bed, alarmed at what just happened, he wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not.
“Steven? Was it all a dream?”
“If it was, we dreamt the same thing. We have to go to work.”
Marc got dressed and let Steven take over so they could go to work. Both of them were thinking hard. Was it really all just a dream?
Steven worked as usual, having a smile on his face as he served everyone. And just like Marc, he couldn’t think of anything else.
He knew he will need to talk to Layla and you as well. But how would this work out? Would this work out at all?
—
Well, Layla wasn’t happy. At all.
Is seemed like she understood the fact that Egyptian Gods were real better than that a person can have D.I.D. It broke Marc’s and Steven’s heart.
She left them.
Marc blamed you, of course he did, but Steven, he felt something else, curiosity.
He wanted to find you, and he was willing to ask Jake for help. But he knew better than to mess around with Jake especially since Marc knew about Steven’s steps.
Another week ended, you let out a sigh as you stood in front of the museum. Jake asked you to come since he wanted to go to a restaurant. You eyed the woman he asked previously on a date.
“Damn, she’s gorgeous.” you said as she smiled at her colleague and left.
You turned around to look at the stairs, seeing one person coming your way.
“Would you look at that, I was waiting for,” you checked your watch. “Five minutes…hmm… it felt longer.” You moved your arms around his neck as you kissed him.
But something was off, instead of his arms moving around you, he just froze.
“Shit. Steven?” you asked as you quickly pulled back.
“Y-Yeah.”
“Oh, sorry, Jake said he wanted to meet, I thought you were him. I’m sorry.”
You wanted to leave, disappear.
“I-I actually wanted to speak with you. If you are up for it.”
“Sure, let’s go eat something I’m starving.”
You two arrived at a steak restaurant, you ordered a nice plate of steak while Steven only asked for a salad.
“You are charming.” you said and it made Steven stutter.
“Thank you.”
“Charming, smart, handsome and British. Nice combination, makes all the panties drop.” you probably shouldn’t have said that especially while he was drinking, but you did.
“Layla left us.” he said with such a sad tone it made you feel bad.
“I’m sorry Steven.”
“It was her decision, she said she couldn’t bear the thought of Marc with someone else.”
“So, is he blaming me? Are you?”
“No, it was her decision, we could have made it work.” you could have, really, but if she wasn’t up for it.
“Alright then, Mr Accent. Let’s not talk about your ex on our first date. Tell me about you. You obviously know a lot. You might be able to help me.”
“Help you?”
“Yes, you see, I am really interested in my past, I’m still not sure where I got my powers from and I want to find out.”
He looked interested like a new quest just opened its doors for him.
“How much do you know?”
“Besides the name of the orphanage I grew up in, nothing.”
Then his eyes changed.
“Hi Marc.”
“I’m not angry at you, you didn’t make Layla leave, but what are you doing with Steven?”
“Asking for help, that’s all.” you really had no other intentions but you understood that Marc was protective over Steven.
“I’m sure you will grow to like me. I like Steven he is kind.” Marc was still not sure about you. Then you looked up at the building behind him, he did as well as he saw Khonshu.
When he turned back, you noticed the change immediately.
“There you are” you smiled as he finally appeared.
“Who was it?”
“Both actually, she left them.”
“Good.” Jake called over the waiter ordering a steak.
“Don’t be mean, she was nice.”
“She didn’t fit me. You do.” Jake was always harsh you were used to it by now, it also rubbed off on you a little so now you were the same from time to time. “Now, Marc has to get used to the thought as well. And you will be able to move in as I asked you before.”
“Whatever you say, Babe.” you smiled as you drank from your wine.
Every flavour, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, you loved them all. And that is why you needed one immediately after the car stopped.
You knew you were there to do business, but you didn’t care.
And with your shake in your hand, you walked happily back to the car. Dodging the driver as he noticed you and opened the door for you.
You offered him a smile and a small thanks before getting in.
“Oh, that was fast.” You said noticing Harrow on the seat. You assumed it would take longer to get him from the hospital, hence why you went to get the shake. You moved to sit by Khonshu’s side.
“Y/N, but I thought you were dead.” said Arthur with a concerned voice.
“Everyone did. But its not that easy to get rid of me.” You smiled.
“So, what? Your wife is your avatar now?” asked Arthur with a grin you wanted to punch off of his face. He knew one God cannot be the other’s avatar, yet he still wanted to push your buttons.
“Meet our friend, Jake Lockley.” Khonshu said as he knocked on the window, rolling down the divider in the car, Jake shot Harrow.
It was over.
Finally, Ahmet was defeated. Jake finished what Marc couldn’t.
Then he started driving, and you finished your shake.
“I like your suit.”
“I know, Little Bird, you said it like ten times already.”
“Well, you look sexy in it, what can I say.” You shrugged your shoulders. “I like the modern world.”
“What do you mean? We used to live in a palace before all of that fell.”
“A palace without the modern food and way too much sand. I like it here.”
“Too much sand, we lived in the desert! My Dear Love, Y/N Goddess of War, you enjoy this time?”
“There’s more war in this world than it was ever. People hating each other, people killing each other is nothing new, but this is new.”
“You always enjoyed madness.”
“Goddess of War…duh.” Yet you never hurt anyone or judged them like Ahmet did, your love with Khonshu blossomed, he protected the night, the travellers of the night, you just watched over them. Even if war was your domain, murder can get boring after some time. While others didn’t see Khonshu, they saw you. It was a curse the other Gods put upon you when they banished the two of you.
Of course, you stood by your husband and they didn’t like that. So, when they banished you, they put a curse on you for people to see you. They said the curse was for the Goddess of War so people could put a face to their hatred.
It was a cruel curse but it had its benefits.
“What do you say, My Love, let’s go on a walk.” He offered and told Jake where to stop the limo.
London was very different from the desert you used to live in. You were used to palm trees, sand and small houses. And although you watched as humanity changed and grew, it still surprised you how much it did.
Parks, green grass, trees, fountains, lakes, people walking dogs, children playing, laughter and joy. It was not something you often stopped to watch, and yet there you were, sitting on a bench with Khonshu and Jake.
“You look nervous.” You noted as you looked at Jake.
“This is wasting time, we should be catching bad people.”
“Relax a little, tonight we hunt, for now, let her enjoy this. Get her some of that ice-thing.” Khonshu told Jake as he stood up to get you ice cream.
Jake was a good man, brutal and insane, but you did like him, he could be funny.
“You don’t have to order him around.”
“He cannot sit on his ass for more than two minutes.”
“Well, you did promise him that he could kill bad guys, you know he lovesto kill bad guys.”
You looked at Jake before turning back to Khonshu.
“He switched, it’s Steven.” You noted as the man looked confused when the guy asked him what flavour he wants. Khonshu disappeared from your side as you just watched Steven walk with the ice cream in his hand, he stopped in front of you. “You okay? You look lost.” You said, smiling at him.
“Yeah, I’m good.” He said before he walked away, leaving the park. Khonshu came back.
“There goes my ice-thingy.”
“I can get you one.”
“No need, I’ll get my own, but do answer one thing My Dear Husband,” you stood up from the bench, stretching your leg. “How do you plan on driving when our driver just left?” and with that you walked to the ice cream stand, leaving Khonshu to think.
Summary:Marc went through a lot already, good and bad, mainly bad, but with you came all the good.
Your pregnancy shook up Marc better than anything before. He never felt such anxiety as he did when you showed him that pregnancy test, and it was positive.
He was switching between himself and Steven a lot. Which you noted was due to his nerves getting the best of him. And just when you were about to feel bad about the whole thing, Steven calmed you, saying this was the best thing to ever happen to him and Marc.
Marc felt guilty for not being out more than he should have. He felt like he was leaving you all alone in this. And even if you said you don’t mind seeing Steven more and Steven did help a lot, Marc wanted to be there for you.
There were weeks, even a month when he didn’t even see you, it was all Steven.
“Marc, it’s okay honestly. It’s not like I don’t have anyone with me. Steven’s here and the baby.” you always told him, trying to calm him, but it barely worked. He was not convinced Steven could protect you if needed, it also didn’t help that Khonshu often asked Marc to go on missions.
Steven on the other hand enjoyed seeing you, he was scared, yes, but he was there to help and even went to the doctors with you. You often caught him talking to a mirror, hearing him tell Marc what happened while he was in control. He often showed Marc the pictures the doctors gave you, Steven even went to the lengths to show Marc your papers, stating everything was in order with the baby.
Then as your belly got rounder, Steven smiled a lot more, he touched your baby bump a lot more, begging to feel the little one move.
One morning something strange happened.
It wasn’t Steven and it was for sure not Marc either.
“Okay, looks like you know a lot about me, but I haven’t seen you, who are you?” you asked the man sitting in front of you drinking the coffee you made as he was talking about a cab or something.
“My name is Jake.“ He did look a bit offended, perhaps by the fact that you didn’t recognize him?
"Nice to meet you Jake.” you smiled. “I wonder…”
“You have seen me before, Babe, I mainly get in control during nights when you are already asleep. But we have been to the shopping centre together, usually I’m the one driving.“ Now it all made sense why Marc didn’t remember driving you all those times, you thought he was just joking.
"You’re the one leaving the flowers right? Steven just takes the credit for them.”
“Exactly, and you are pregnant, its ours right?” he asked so casually, so he knew he was one of Marc’s alters, but Marc didn’t know about him.
“Of course,” you showed the ring on your finger then pointed to his. “We got married last year.” you had a feeling Steven and Marc didn’t know about him.
“I remember, we danced. I don’t remember the baby-making though.” you were a bit confused as to what did he see or when was he present.
“Living with three different people is challenging even for me. Not even I’m sure who I was with during that time, but it doesn’t matter.”
He smiled and nodded. “That is true, the baby is ours, and you are our wife.” He turned his attention back to the meal in front of him
“Do you love me?” you asked suddenly.
“I do. You are always kind and you keep me calm. You are also stunning, Babe, pregnancy looks amazing on you. We should have more children.” You smiled and believed him, being with someone who has two other identities is strange, but there was something exciting about it as well.
“Let me push out this one first. Then the four of us can talk about another.” You said as you got his plate and started doing the dishes.
It was like, the same eyes looking at you, yet they were all so different. Marc, Steven and Jake. You wondered how it will all work out once you have the baby.
Jake looked like the kind to get things done, like he was to do the things Marc rather not. Jake would be amazing to have in the room when you give birth, he was even calmer and more collected than Marc.
But somehow, you loved them equally. They were all so different, yet the same.
They were all so gentle, kind and kept you safe.
Marc always promised to fight off whoever decided to even look you the wrong way. Steven made you tea and brought you snacks when you needed anything. And Jake, Jake brought you to places, driving you around, showing you around London, bringing you to parks.
They were all so different, yet they all loved you the same.
And you just knew, they will be amazing father’s for your little one.
Jake Lockley x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader
Summary: Your life with the three men was challenging but incredibly rewarding at the same time. All four of you were happy.
“Well, Jenna’s getting married.” you said as you opened the text on your phone.
“Who?” asked Marc as he looked at you from the TV.
“Jenna, an old friend of mine, we didn’t speak in like… Two years. Why is she inviting me then?” you said as you looked at the text again, confused. “Oooh.”
“What is it?”
“She is getting married to a guy I used to like. She wants to rub it in. Well jokes on her, I have three boyfriends now.” you said as you replied to the message that you are going to the wedding and you will bring a plus one. “You’ll need a nice shirt.”
“Do I have to? Really?” Marc groaned, dissatisfied with the news. Being Moon Knight meant he rather not go to elegant events, or play dress-up, but then there were you. You, who convinced even Khonshu to give him a break so he could spend time with you.
“Not necessarily has to be you, could be Jake or Steven.”
“Why do you want to go so badly?” Marc asked as you sat down on his lap, moving your arms around his neck as he held your waist.
“Because I have just the right dress and if she thinks I am the loser in this situation she has something else coming.” you smirked.
Marc loved how cheeky you could be, petty, yes, but he loved it.
“Okay, we go with you, but you take Steven, he’s the polite one.”
“Now, who says Jake isn’t polite?”
“The guy whose nose he broke last week for asking you where the train station was.” you giggled, Jake was extremely protective and jealous.
“Right, but I can’t have sex with Steven in the bathroom, he would never agree!” you complained and Marc rolled his eyes.
“Why would you want to do that?”
“It’s tradition!” you whined. “Everyone knows that.”
“No one does that Sweetheart, maybe a couple of people but not…” Marc knew there was no point in arguing with you. He knew better.
He also knew you’d get anything you wanted, and if you wanted to go to a wedding, you will.
—
Your dress was stunning, hugged you just right, making the boys’ mouths water when they saw you, you adjusted their tie. Steven was a babbling mess when he saw you, a Goddess walking over to him, he was sure he died again.
“Mi Amor,” said Jake as he fronted and started to whistle. “I’m sure we can be a bit late.” he said with a suggestive voice. He leaned over into your ear, “Me estás volviendo salvaje.” and just as he said that, Steven was back.
“Let’s go then.” you said smiling as you headed downstairs for the cab to take you.
The wedding was okay. You didn’t like them too much white which was used as decoration but it definitely wasn’t hideous.
“Jenna, congratulations,” you said as you put on your best fake smile for her, you were only there for the free food, drinks and to see your men in that suit that made them look just divine. “This is my boyfriend, Steven.”
“Hello, nice ceremony, congrats.” Steven was as polite as ever. With another smile, both you and Steven were off to the venue to get drinks.
Steven of course started it slowly but you were already two shots in by the time he lifted the wine to his lips. “Slow down, Love.”
“I can take alcohol very well. One time I drank a bottle of whiskey and barely felt it.”
You still managed to amaze him even after all these months. Steven looked up to the ceiling only to see that it was a glass roof, it was reflecting everyone, he saw Marc who smiled at you and shook his head.
“Of course she did.”
The evening went on quite well. Steven was sitting, watching people dance, including you.
“Dance with her,” Marc would often say to encourage Steven but he was too shy.
“Then let me take the body.” Steven heard Jake say.
“But don’t hurt anyone.” Steven made sure before Jake appeared.
You were dancing, enjoying your time wondering when the cake will arrive when you felt a very familiar pair of arms around you. You smirked.
“I was waiting for youu~”
“I know Mi Amor, you look delicious in this dress and the way you move…”
“I look and taste delicious just for you Mister.” you winked and it was his time to smirk.
“Vamos a salir de aquí.”
“No, I want to dance. Can I dance with all of you?”
And you did. Each one is so different and you loved them the same. Jake was holding you so close, Steven barely touched you and Marc was in-between, touching you a little but he never held onto you like Jake did.
The evening was nice, you were enjoying yourself so much, you forgot that you were at a wedding a couple of times.
You even managed to get Jake alone to the ladies bathroom for a good time. When you two were done, without a shame he walked out. Everyone knew what you two did in there, but like you cared. You needed some fresh air so you headed outside and stood by the pond.
Jake held you close as he kissed your neck. It was cute to see how sentimental he got after sex when he could be so rough with you.
“Let’s sit down.” he said guiding you to a nearby bench.
You looked at the people talking, laughing, drinking and dancing inside.
“Do you think you will ever marry me?” asked Marc, he didn’t even realize what he just said, it just came out. You looked at him, stunned. “I-I mean I already messed up one marriage so I’m not good at this but… you are different.” he looked at you, you could see it in his eyes just how scared he was of your answer.
He always said he was nothing but a broken man, but you knew that wasn’t true. he was kind, gentle and incredible.
“You will have to ask me with a ring. Only then you’ll get my official answer. But my unofficial answer is the same I gave to Jake when he asked me months ago, yes I will marry you.”
Marc wasn’t even surprised when you revealed that Jake already asked you.
You caught Steven in the reflection of the window looking at the two of you, happy.
“Maybe the next wedding we attend will be ours.” said Steven as he looked at you and Marc.
“Maybe.” you let out a sigh. Marc leaned over to give you a kiss.
It was short and sweet, it made you feel special. You even felt it when he switched with Steven.
“Love, they are about to serve the cake.” Steven said as he was afraid to ruin the moment.
But you stood up so quickly, it nearly gave him whip-lash.
“Let’s go then.” you held out your hand for him to take as you offered them a smile.
You were the one for them, from now on being by your side will be their life and future.
Jake Lockley x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader
Summary: After Layla left, Marc wasn’t the same he felt betrayed as Steven moved on so quickly, he didn’t blame you for this, he never could.
Marc was a hard egg to crack.
While Steven warmed up to you rather quickly, he loved to talk and you loved to listen to whatever he had to say. Egyptian Gods? Lore? Myths? Tombs? Sure, you were all in.
When Marc was in charge, you often just stayed behind, avoiding him, you felt bad about making Layla leave in a way, but just as you said, you are not willing to leave Jake behind. Never.
While you stayed low around Marc, with Steven you felt at home.
He was warm, kind and shy. Something you loved teasing him with.
Even your slightest sexual comment would make the man blush and stutter, it was cute.
Extremely cute.
You spent more time in their flat as well. Even when it was Marc, you stayed there, reading a book, cooking or watching his fish.
“You should get a third one.” you said one time, forgetting that it was Marc for a moment.
“I know, you already said that to Steven.” he said with a rather calm voice, he usually talked to you in a rough way, but not this time.
That was the time you realized that while Steven was in charge, Marc was still conscious and could hear and see everything Steven did.
Not like that would change your behaviour.
Then there was Jake, your lovely brutal murderer whom you loved so much.
Khonsu still instructed him on who to kill and what to do, and he followed, and so did you. It was actually quite a nice routine.
You helped Jake during the night, then you would get back to his place, have sex on whatever surface you felt like doing it at that particular moment and then fall asleep in each other’s arms. Then you’d wake up with Steven, get over the awkward stage of him being flustered because you two are naked, make breakfast and he would go to work while you just walk around London, trying to catch anything unusual with Khonshu. You would usually go pick up Steven after work, you two either go to a restaurant or get groceries to cook something.
It was a nice routine, comfortable and warm.
You loved it really.
If only Marc could get used to you as well.
Today, it was him, he woke up and headed to work. He was the one who gently pushed you away as you walked into the kitchen to greet him in the morning.
And you had enough.
You had enough of the fact that you constantly had to walk on glass around him.
You had a plan.
A terrible plan, but you had one.
One morning, Marc woke up and he was expecting you to be there. But you weren’t, not in the bed, not in the bathroom or the kitchen.
“Maybe she went out?” asked Steven in the mirror.
“I don’t care.”
“Yes, you do! Stop lying to yourself Marc, you like her! As much as I do if not more! I saw you with her during the nights when you run your hands all over her face and kiss her. I saw it all.” Steven’s words hurt Marc on a level. Like a teen getting caught kissing their pillow.
Marc knew there was no point in lying to Steven.
“She loves Jake, don’t forget that, not us.”
“Jake is us. he is a part of you just like me. If she loves him, she loves us.” Steven always made it sound so much easier than it really was. Marc was supposed to be the strong one, but it was Steven really.
“Go find her.” said Steven as he turned in the mirror in the bathroom. “Tell her how you feel, you know she avoids you because of Layla.”
Marc knew that, he knew very well he behaved like a child whose toy was taken from them.
He didn’t blame you for what happened, he blamed himself, his feelings for Layla were not strong enough.
He wondered if his feelings towards you might be stronger.
—
You stood in front of the museum, waiting for anyone really, Jake, Steven or Marc. Just someone to finally show up as they were late.
You contemplated heading up and into the museum but decided against it. You rather not embarrass yourself or anyone.
You looked at the sky and let out a groan.
You pulled your phone out and dialled Steven.
“Hello?”
“Steven! What’s going on? I have been waiting for you to finish work for the last…30 minutes.”
Silence.
“Love… today’s my day off. I told you that.”
He did. You just forgot. Shit.
“Oh,” was all you said before you hung up and with a simple motion teleported yourself to his home.
You scared him as he flinched nearly dropping the fish food he was holding.
“What the- You can teleport?!”
“Yes. I thought you knew- Oh, Jake knew.” you said as you took your coat off.
“And you have been making me run around London looking for stuff when you can just go and be there in seconds?”
“Yes, but it’s hard to explain to people how can a person just disappear into thin air. So, what did you do today?”
“Nothing really, fed Gus, watched some telly. What about you?”
“Good. I was just with Khonshu, he thought he had a lead but didn’t. You could have come with me! I forgot this was your day off.”
“Naah, I was fine here, I also did some shopping, got you some snacks you like.”
“Well, thank you kind sir.” you walked into the kitchen only to see dinner was ready. “And you made pasta?! Steven, you are just… wow, okay I’ll get on my knees for you, come here.” you said as you smelled the incredibly delicious food.
“Y/N.” now, that wasn’t Steven, you looked back to see Marc.
“Hi Marc. I was about to give Steven a good time, if you could switch back…"
"I wanted to talk.”
Oh boy. This never meant any good did it? You went out of the kitchen and sat down on the table, pushing away a couple of books in the process.
“I’m listening.”
Marc took a deep breath before he looked into the mirror. You knew Steven was saying something to him.
“One day I’ll crack that and I will be able to see and hear him in the mirror.” you said more to yourself but it made Marc look at you. Your powers always amazed him to no end.
You were so powerful.
“That’s-You could do that?”
“I have been trying to. I figured out a couple of things, there are certain things I can do to make you switch. I noticed music is a good trigger for example. Or food. Whenever you eat something, Steven likes to be in control.”
“I didn’t know I could… trigger it like that.”
“Oh, you could. I noticed when danger was near, Jake reacted too fast even I wasn’t able to. Then once the job is done, you or Steven are back.”
Marc’s mind was blank, what could he say to that? He looked in the mirror but Steven was stunned as well.
“Anyway, you wanted to talk about something.” you said as you crossed your legs and put your hand on your knee.
“Yes. I did. I don’t know how to say this, but I noticed you have been avoiding me, like now, you sat down so far away as if I was to break if you are closer, but I won’t. My mind might be broken but my body is strong.” that made you smirk a little, oh how you knew his body was strong. “Not like that.” he said trying to get back to his point. “I noticed this and I know it is because of what happened with Layla. I said this before I don’t blame you for what happened. Jake is his own person and he found you, you two fell in love, great. And now Steven too. And-and I think… I do too.” he said the last part with such a silent voice you had to really listen to understand.
And you did. And it shocked you.
“You do? You like me?” it was strange to think he did. He wasn’t exactly nice or rude to you. He was just… there. Marc wasn’t really talkative with you, he never asked you anything besides ‘What’s for dinner’ or 'Where’s the shampoo’ but, you did like him.
“I do like you yes, and I am over with pretending I don’t. I over running away from my feelings. This-this is something that physically pains me you know. When I see you smile or laugh with Steven and you don’t do that to me. And God knows what you do with Jake.”
“More than laughing.” you confirmed and he nodded.
“I want to do that too. I want to laugh with you, watch movies with you, go to dinner with you, cook with you and sleep with you. I want it all but only if you want it too.”
“You know, for a long time now, Jake always told me to stay away from you two, that you two had someone and I wouldn’t want to get mixed up in it. I don’t know if he wanted to keep me to himself because he was possessive or because he wanted to protect you two from the trouble. But I was never against it. Mental issues or not Marc you are an amazing person. Steven is a great example of it, who wouldn’t love a man like you? You kept Steven safe for so long. And to have you all three, it will be a challenge but… I helped kick a big purple alien’s ass, I think I can handle you three. You boys will have to learn to share.” you smiled and you saw the switch this time. “Only if you agree, Jake.” he rushed over to you putting his arms on each side of you, locking you in as you move your arms around his neck.
“I knew you could do it. I told you they will love you.” he leaned over and smirked as you turned and his nose hit your cheek. “Mi Amor, déjame besarte por favor.”
“You are too handsome to resist you know that? But I was kind of in the middle of something with Marc.” his eyes shined, to finally have the others love you as well, Jake felt like he won. And he did. He made them fall for you and he didn’t even have to do anything, this meant you would be by his side at all times. Just like he wanted. “Solo un beso más.”
You could do that, you turned your head and let him kiss your lips. He moved his hand around your hips as you dropped your leg, letting him take a step and pull you to the edge and into his body.
You moved your legs around his hips, pulling him even closer when he froze and stopped.
You pulled back out of confusion and looked at him.
“There you are.” you said, smiling as you saw Marc but you didn’t let go of him.
“Uhm, were you with Jake just now?”
“Yes.”
“O-okay he kind of switched right before the kiss and then I just went with it but then I… panicked."
"It’s okay, happens with the best of us.” you smiled and tried to pull him back but he didn’t let you.
“I really like you and I don’t want to mess it up as I did with Layla, you are special to me.”
“And you are special to me. All of you.” he smiled and you melted, that man had a gorgeous smile.
“Steven’s yelling at me to kiss you.”
“Oh, then why won’t you, or why won’t he?” you looked into the mirror behind you two but only saw Marc.
This was going to be a journey, having three boyfriends in one body, you were prepared for jealousy, but you were also prepared for the good.
Marc leaned in to kiss you and you ran your fingers through his hair, he melted into your touch, Jake also loved it when you played with his hair.
Now this, you really liked this. A place that once wasn’t too warm finally left like home. A man who wasn’t always the kindest to you, melted into your kiss.
Later that evening you were watching a movie with Steven and Marc, they both kept switching according to who wanted to talk at that moment. You were watching a rather gruesome horror.
“That’s not realistic. If you cut a limb off like that you’d bleed out in seconds.” Marc said.
“Thanks, Mate, appreciate it, all of us wanted to know that.”
“But what if you cut it off with like a really hot knife? Would it burn the flesh and stop the bleeding?”
Steven looked at you, eyes wide as you so casually popped a chip into your mouth.
“OR, what if it’s freezing cold outside? Wind and all, would the blood freeze?” You looked at Steven from the TV, seeing his shocked face. “What?”
“What are you doing?” Khonshu’s voice made you jump and so did Steven as he yelled in fear.
“Fucking HELL, Khonshu! STOP scaring me!” you said to the god as you threw a bag of chips at him, you watched as the bag bounced off of his chest onto the floor. Steven laughed a little.
“We have to go, I have a new target for my Moon Knight.” you looked at Steven and paused the movie.
“Let’s get this over with.” you stood up, grabbing his hand. “Let’s go, he won’t leave us alone until we go,”
It was now Marc in charge. “You can take this Jake.” said Marc as he switched.
“Vamos, mi amor. Entonces podemos tener sexo."
You laughed as Jake pulled you out of the flat through the window.
This was definitely a new adventure and you were all up for it.
A/N: Thank you everyone for the support on Part 1, I don’t plan on turning this into a long series but if I get an inspiration I might do a part 3, I’m thinking perhaps a wedding or a child would fit into my story. Let me know!
Jake Lockley x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader
Warnings: Slight angst, mentions of losing virginity, mention of Smut
Summary: Getting into a disagreement with Marc was something you wanted to avoid, but Steven took over and after a mission, he wants to try something out.
It all was so silly.
Fighting over something that was a part of them.
Even if Khonshu healed their wounds, even if he was always okay, it still worried you.
They were still human. Even if they were an avatar. Seeing that bleeding cut on their arm or bruise on their ribs, hurt.
Even when you watched those heal in a matter of seconds, and you could heal them just as quick something about the particular purple bruise on their leg made you crazy.
You didn’t mean to yell, you didn’t mean to get so carried away.
Then Marc switched, and you could tell it wasn’t his choice.
“What’s wrong, Love?” asked Steven who you assume didn’t listen in the last ten minutes. He looked stunned as if he was forced to be out, and you were partially sure he was.
“I had an argument with Marc.” you admitted as you went to Steven, tears in your eyes, you put your hands on his shoulders. “I’m just so worried. Almost every night we go out, yes your wounds heal but, it still hurts to see. But Marc, please I’m not her, you don’t have to hide from me."
"Oh, Love it’s okay, we understand you are just worried, now lets all just calm down and watch something while I hold you okay? Would you like that?” Steven was too sweet, you nodded drying your tears off, and you let out a long sigh. You moved your hands, grabbing onto his shirt.
“I don’t know what happened to me, I’m sorry.”
“No one likes to see the person they love in pain.” Steven pulled you in for a big hug, running his hands up and down your back to calm you.
“I love all of you so much.”
“We love you too, you know that.”
The moment was one of those where you just wish you’d stay there forever.
“Are you two done?” Spoke up Khonshu behind you, making you jump even when you felt his presence.
“FUCK OFF!” you yelled. “Why do you always have to ruin every moment!”
“I do not!”
“Yes, you do! Last time me and Jake tried to have a quiet night, you barged right in!”
“You say quiet night, but you were really loud, I thought it was okay-”
“It was not!”
Steven blushed, still not used to you being so bold and open about intimate things.
“Doesn’t matter, I have a new job for my Knight.” you rolled your eyes.
“Okay, you can go. I’ll stay this time.”
“Why?” asked Steven. “Don’t you want to come as well?”
“Nope, I can feel this is an easy job and I can always go if you need me later, I’ll order some food and I have some leftover ice cream, I’ll be fine.”
“A-About the ice cream…. uhm…You see…”
“You ate it?” Steven nodded. “I suggest you leave this apartment in 0.1 seconds Steven Grant or I might do something I’ll regret.”
And he did.
—
And you were right, it was an easy job, well and easy job for Moon Knight that is. Khonshu found a human trafficking cycle and wanted to shut it down.
“I’m back, Love!” said Steven as he climbed through the window. You were having a shower, as he heard the water running.
“This will be good, give me the body,” Steven heard Jake speak up, “No, I have to apologize to her.” barged in Marc. “Let me have my fun, Amigo!”
“Hush, both of you, this time I’ll be in charge.” this surprised both, Steven was more of a cuddler, he prefered to come out after sex to give you hugs and kisses, he was never in charge during the act.
“Are you sure?” both asked at the same time and Steven nodded at the men in the reflection.
Marc and Jake decided to stay quiet. They wanted to give Steven the illusion that he was alone with you.
Steven was nervous, extremely nervous. He considered himself a virgin. He heard and saw everything Marc does but he was never the one doing it.
He let out a long sigh before he headed to the shower, he failed to notice that the water stopped running.
And out you came with your hair in a towel while only wearing one of their shirts.
“You were quick. How did it go?” you asked.
“It went well. Y-You know… I was thinking…”
“Yes, why are you so nervous Steven? You look like you’re about to explode.” you joked but his serious expression made you change your tone. “Did something happen?”
“No! Not at all, Love, we are all fine, we saved the good people, its just… It’s usually Marc or Jake who’s… with you after.”
It took you a solid minute to realize what he was saying.
“OH, you want to have sex?”
“Make love.” he corrected you immediately. “Love… I-I don’t want to hurt you.”
“But I do like it rough you know!” Steven’s eyes widened. “Hey! I know you are different Steven, and I know how difficult it is to even talk about this, but I’m patient, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I can wait.”
“I’m ready it’s just. I know what to do, I think, I have seen it but…”
“I can help you.”
“I know that but I still want to be manly!”
“Masculinity is overrated, I do like to be manhandled from time to time but if you’d like I can take the lead, we can take it slow, dim the lights put some awful movie on for background noise.”
“I’d like that.”
And the two of you just stood there for a couple of minutes, unsure.
“I should have got you flowers or chocolate or something. This is so awkward. Maybe I can’t do this.”
“Steven, honey, please.” you walked up to him and slowly started to guide him over to the bed, you pulled him down by the neck and kissed him.
—
You were out of breath as you rolled over and off of Steven, he was breathing just as hard as you were.
“You are amazing.” he said and you smiled.
“I know.” you moved your head onto his chest. “So, how was your first time?” Steven was clearly still under the effect of the afterglow, he smiled and looked at you.
“Amazing. You really are a Goddess.”
“I am.”
“Do you still want to find your parents?”
“EWW Steven! NEVER mention parents after sex, fuck.”
“Sorry! Oh, I ruined it all didn’t I? I’m sorry.” Steven sat up making you sit up with him and when the blanket fell from your chest he blushed and pulled the blanket up but he accidentally touched your skin, making him start to shake a little.
“You didn’t ruin anything. You are perfect. I love you.” this was the first time Steven ever heard you say “you” not “all of you” just “you” just him and he wanted to cry. You leaned over and kissed his shoulder as he moved his arm around you.
You swore if Khonshu was to ruin this moment you’ll paint his beak with glitter paint!
“I love you as well, Love.” he turned his head as a tear formed in his eye and he needed to dry it before turning back to you, he was so happy he felt his chest get tighter.
The movie on the TV ended and it was really quiet now.
“Do you want to do it again?” you asked as he placed his head on your shoulder. He laughed a little.
“I’m a bit… overwhelmed at the moment, Darling.”
“I get it, it’s okay. Also, I don’t want to find my parents or my past. All I want is a future with you. That’s all I care about.” you kissed his temple as he pulled you close, you felt his tears fall onto your chest but you knew they were happy tears.
“Thank you.”
This was the first time when you weren’t sure who said that. You were convinced it was all three of them, but Steven was still in charge.
You held him for a long time after that, Khonsu didn’t arrive to ruin the moment and soon, you were sleeping in Steven’s arms.
This was your future, by the side of these amazing men, and for them, you’d do anything. You’d even pretend to not know about the velvet box hidden amongst the books, you’d pretend not to know about the dinner reservation at a fancy restaurant and you’d pretend to be surprised by his question when he will ask you.
You love them all too much, and they love you way too much as well.
A/N: I really hope everyone enjoyed this mini series! I might continue with short blurbs after this, we will see, currently I’m working on other stuff but I do want to thank everyone who enjoyed this series! ❤
Summary: Jake Lockley has gotten a video that you’ve been kidnapped by the cult of Ahipop. He knows he can’t do it by himself and he’s hesitant to call a certain person he hates but Matt Murdocks helps Jake save you while uncovering the plot of the cult.
“I promise, no matter where you are. I will find you, I will continue to find you over and over again.”
—JAKE DIDN’T WANT TO HAVE TO CALL MATT MURDOCK BUT WHAT CHOICE DID HE HAVE? The cult of Apophis was what brought him to you in the first place. The whole mission that started the partnership was because of the cult. But he thought he killed all of them months ago but he was wrong. Matt Murdock helped on the case because they were terrorizing and harming the people of New York, he helped destroy them with you and Jake but they were back. And they kidnapped you.
Jake told Matt to meet him at the old location where they use to meet up. He wasn’t fond of the devil of Hell’s Kitchen for many reasons. There were too many reasons why he hated Matt. The goody-two-shoes hero had a rule of not killing people and that everyone deserved a second chance, redemption. Jake never believed in redemption, he would see through the eyes of Marc how Marc desperately wanted to believe that his mother could change and love him. But not Jake, he knew that she would never change and knew that until her dying breath, she stayed the same.
She had the choice of a second chance after blaming Marc for his brother’s death but she kept going. She kept harming them. Why do people deserve a second chance? Jake wasn’t going to give people the satisfaction of continuing their horrendous actions, he didn’t care if they deserved a second chance.
Another reason he despises Matt Murdock was because of the history Matt had with you. There was too much history there that made Jake’s skin crawl. That burning sensation flooded through his veins every time he thought about it. He knew Matt was still and always will be in love with you.
Jake shook his head at the idea. His fingers curled around the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turned white as his hands shook from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel. “Matt Murdock? The man from the photos?” Steven questioned from the reflection tilting his head.
“Isn’t he blind?” Marc questioned from the other side of the window shield, quirking an eyebrow at Jake.
“Yeah but he’s the devil of Hell’s Kitchen. Some consider him a hero. Others consider him a terrorizer for how he handles situations.” Jake spoke as he turned on the ignition to the limo and wiped away the crumbled-up tablet off his lap.
It has been a while since you saw Steven and Marc, knowing they had unfinished business with Harrow. But the longer they’ve been gone, the more you worry they won’t return. (1.4k)
some mentions of violence, kinda fluff, kinda angst idk
Sitting in the flat, your eyes wandered from the pages in front of you to the lonely goldfish swimming around in his tank. “I know, Gus.” You sigh, closing the book and leaving it on the small coffee table, piling it on top of the various books you’ve been reading in a feeble attempt to keep your mind occupied.
It has been a week since you last saw Steven, and well Marc in turn.
Marc barely told you anything, knowing you’d only worry and rightfully so. He kept Steven at bay, despite his protests when wanting to at least say goodbye, knowing more about what this would entail and that they might not return.
“Come on, Marc. Let me say goodbye to her, at least.” Steven pleads, brows deeply furrowed at the sight of your confused expression.
“So you’re going somewhere, and won’t even let me know where or when you’ll be back?” You question, crossing your arms in annoyance and rightfully so.
You’d known about Marc as long as Steven had, and though it hasn’t been an easy transition in your relationship, you were learning to embrace it as Steven was. Yet, despite this, Marc was still secretive about certain aspects, including his missions with Khonshu.
Marc huffs loudly, turning his back on you and facing Steven in his reflection. “It’s for your own good.” He states to both of you. “I’ll be back soon, just keep Gus alive.”
Without another word or chance for you to see Steven, Marc picks up his bags and places the spare key in your palm. He closes your fingers over it and squeezes lightly before walking out, leaving you alone with a whirlwind of thoughts.
Since that day, you stayed at their flat. Initially, you told yourself it was for Gus’ sake, he was always used to the company and didn’t want him to go without. However, as days turned to nights you realised you just wanted to see them come home safe and more importantly, alive.
Flicking through channels on the small TV, you could barely focus as the moonlight blared through the old windows. “Fuck you, Khonshu.” You mutter, curling up into the arm of the sofa, closing your eyes and imagine it was Steven holding you in his warm embrace, or even Marc on a softer occasion.
A loud scream causes you to stir from your attempt at sleep. You reach for the nearest object, which happens to be a hardback book and hold it up to your chest for defence. “Okay,” Muttering to yourself you try to control how fast your heart is beating from the abrupt awakening.
Another noise sounds, yet it isn’t a scream from the streets below. Instead, it is coming from outside of the flat.
“Shit.” Lowering the book momentarily, you scan the sofa for your phone, hoping that Marc and Steven, wherever they are still have their phones at least.
With shaky hands, you try to type out a message, unsure of what good it’ll do. ’someone’s here.’ Is all you manage to type before sending the message when footsteps approach the front door, that awful creaking floorboard that sits outside of the flat causes your ears to perk in fear.
The doorknob continues to rattle, causing your fear to spike as you desperately search for a potential weapon. “Fuck.” You whisper, tears now forming in your eyes whilst you scramble around toward the kitchen for a knife.
Quickly grabbing one, you freeze at the sound of the lock clicking.
A tear falls from one of your eyes as those hinges creak for a second before slamming open against the doorframe. A series of books fall to the ground, muffling your gasp as you cover your mouth, trying to hide in the corner of the kitchen.
Entering the flat, three men with hoods stand in the doorway. Each of them eyeing the contents, you hear them muttering to one another.
“Search everything.” One speaks up, the other two nodding in agreement as they step further into the flat and begin to pull books from the shelves, bedding from the mattress and inching toward your hiding spot.
With your eyes remaining tightly shut, each ruckus causes you to flinch. ‘Please ignore me.’ Mentally you repeat the sentence, hoping you’re the least of their priorities as they ransack the place.
Then it goes quiet.
Too quiet.
“What do we 'ave here?” One of them pipes up, the other two standing beside with sinister smirks as they spot you quivering, eyes still closed, wishing for it to all be a nightmare.
Stepping toward you, the leader of the trio kneels in front of you. His fingers glide across your cheek, hearing you whimper in fear as you apprehensively open your eyes.
“Hi, beautiful.” He chuckles, quickly noticing the knife in your grip, almost useless. “Now, we don’t wanna cause any harm here, do we boys?” Looking over his shoulder, the others shake their heads teasingly. “We are looking for Marc Spector,” The man leans closer, brushing your hair from your ears and whispers. “know where he is, sweetheart?”
You can’t help but shudder as his breath fans your neck, hating how defenceless you feel. “No.” You answer.
The man rises to his feet with a sharp breath. “Sadly sweetheart, that isn’t the correct answer.”
Before you can even glance upwards, a foot plummets into your ribs, causing you to keel over into a fetal position. “You fucker!” You cry out, the knife you once held discarded beside you.
“Now, wanna try that again?” Another steps forward, cracking his fists in eagerness.
“I don’t know where he is.” Again, answering truthfully.
Bringing your knees closer to your chest, you force yourself upright, leaning against the kitchen cabinets. “He wouldn’t tell me shit, so good luck with whatever you’re trying here.” You laugh weakly, the pain from your ribs increasing by the second.
The leader merely hums. “You’re his womanthough.”
“His woman?” You remark, scoffing. “What decade are you in dude?”
That comment lands you a punch in the face, a searing pain you struggle to comprehend. Silence ensues from you whilst they converse, unaware of your eyes drooping or the sound of the floorboards outside creaking.
*
“Come on, come on, Y/n.” A hand gentle taps your cheek, a voice you know and seek comfort in. “I know you’re in there, come on, please.” He mutters, bringing you into his lap.
Uneasily, you begin to open your eyes. “Marc?” You mumble, groggy from the dull pain in your face and ribs as you shift, only to be shushed in response.
“I wouldn’t move, love.” Steven comments, his soft smile easing your discomfort. “And I wouldn’t look around either, someone got carried away.”
“I didn’t get carried away.” Marc rolls his eyes. “Someone else did.”
Furrowing your brows in confusion, Marc helps bring you closer into his chest, keeping your back turned to the three lifeless bodies strawn the flat. “I’ll explain everything, I promise.” Marc tells you softly, his hand still palmed on your cheek, feeling your tears coated with dried blood.
“We’re really sorry, Y/n.” Steven tells you, tears brimming in his eyes at the sight of you all bloodied up. “Marc knows now, he, he should’ve explained everything.” He stumbles over his words, feeling the lump in his throat rising further up.
Lifting your hand up weakly, you rest it on his cheek with a gentle smile. “I know,” You mutter. “he’s got a lot of explaining to do.” A weak laugh passes through your lips, easing Steven’s pained expression. “Thank you though.”
“You’re our girl, doll.” Marc regards with a light shrug, his hand now resting on your waist lightly, not wanting to risk hurting you. “It’s what we do for the girl we love.” He admits, unable to stop the words from falling.
Feeling Marc tense up, you lean back in his embrace. “You falling for me, Spector?” You tease knowingly, and before he can respond, you lean closer to his lips. “'Cause I might be falling for you too.”
Internally, Steven is clapping his hands in excitement whilst Marc mentally freezes, leaving Jake to front momentarily.
“He’s happy to know, mi amor.” Jake chuckles, watching you tilt back in pure bewilderment. “Allow me to introduce myself, the creator of that mess, Jake Lockley, Princessa.”
Characters: Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader, Jake Lockley x Reader
Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name
Warnings:Slight sexual themes, fluff
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(Y/N) smiled as the jeweller showed her the necklace she had just purchased. It was perfect. The piece was thin and delicate, with three, small letters hanging in the middle; M, S and J.
“Is this for your family?” the shop assistant asked.
(Y/N) realised she couldn’t exactly say it was for her three boyfriends.“Uh yeah.”
“Aw, what are their names?”
“Uh, my dad, Marcus, my mum, Stefania and my brother…Jake.”
“Would you like to wear it now?”
“Yes, please.”
(Y/N) kept looking down at the necklace as she made her way home, fiddling with the letters. With a huge smile on her face, (Y/N) couldn’t wait to show everyone.
Entering the flat, she called out, hearing Marc reply. She decided she wouldn’t say anything, see if he noticed. She knew he wouldn’t but found it funny nonetheless.
“Hey babe.” Marc smiled, pulling her towards him by her hips and kissing her.
“Hi.” she was always flustered when he did that.
“Where did you go? Thought you were grabbing bread?”
She realised she hadn’t covered up her lie.“Ah, I went somewhere else actually.”
“Yeah? Where?”
“Guess. There’s actually a clue on me right now.”
Marc looked at her. Could it be her hair? She wasn’t gone for long, it couldn’t have been that, and it didn’t look any different. No new piercings, or tattoos, she would have told him because he would have had to hold her hand. It was a quick trip, she couldn’t have bought anything new in that time, she was wearing one of his favourite summer dresses.
“It’s her necklace! She’s never worn that before.” Steven proudly exclaimed.
Jake scoffed.“You only noticed cause you were staring at her tits.”
“No I wasn’t!”
“Hey, I’m not judging, I was too.”
“Steven says it’s the necklace.” Marc said as he looked at it. Steven was right.“Wait, did you get all of our initials?”
“Yeah.” she shyly smiled.“I’ve had adverts for jewellery on my Instagram, and I wanted one, but I realised I needed to get all your initials.”
“That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He leaned down, kissing her neck, causing (Y/N) to giggle. He unexpectedly picked her up, enjoying the squeal that came out of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he held her up by her ass. He couldn’t help but glance down to her breasts, lingering on the initials on the necklace. Lust filled his eyes, licking his lips and grinning as he easily walked her over to the bed.
“This isn’t fair, when was the last time I made love to her?”
Marc ignored him, lightly throwing (Y/N) onto her back. He saw a flash of her underwear, the bottom of the dress was ruched up, exposing the very top of her thighs.
“What’s got into you?” she lightly laughed, already feeling hot.
“You’ve got our initials on you, you’re telling everyone that you’re mine.”
“Ours.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Guessing the others didn’t like that?”
“I don’t care.”
“Well, if you’re all lucky, I might have time for each of you.”
“Don’t take long Marc.”
“He never does.”
“Babe, I’ve got to prove these two bastards wrong about something.”
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE send in your requests for Moonknight! I absolutely loved this show from the start, and who can resist Oscar Isaac anyway? I do have some of my own ideas already that I will be posting but I would love to hear from you all!
