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Absolutely adorable
I’m Right Next Door
Steven Grant x gn!reader (no use of y/n)
Word count- 1.1k
Warnings- fluff, meet cute, Steven being a sweetheart, neighbor!reader
Notes- So this is the start of an unofficial neighbor!Steven Grant series! It will mostly be fluff fics with some smut and drama thrown in (cause it’s me lol) but I’ll be writing them all so that they can be read on their own but still follow a vague storyline and are set in the same universe. Keep an eye out for requests opening for this series too cause I plan on taking requests for neighbor!Steven soon!
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Steven Grant had a shit day.
No matter what he did, Donna was right behind him to tell him he did it wrong. The rudest group of tourists came through the museum gift shop. He dropped his lunch on the ground. It felt like everything that could go wrong did go wrong today. So, with a heavy sigh, he made his way home where hopefully he could rest and restart tomorrow anew.
But, as he walked through the hallway towards his flat, movement caught his eye. Steven looked up from where his gaze was fixed on the ground and he noticed that someone new was moving in next door. There were boxes everywhere and he heard the chatter of the movers from inside.
That was when he saw you.
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Perfect
Tattoo your name
A/N: A short idea that came to me while I was getting my first tattoo today, I wrote this in an hour so I apologies in advance for any mistakes.
Pairings: Jake Lockley x fem!reader, Marc Spector x fem!reader, Steven Grant x fem!reader, they all are married
Warnings: fluff, fluff, fluff and mention of sex
Summary: Y/N came home in pain.
Words Count: 1700+
MASTERLIST
Y/N entered the flat and smiled immediately when she heard footsteps. Marc walked up to her and kissed her cheek.
“Hi, baby,” he greeted, helping her pull off her clothes. Y/N put everything back on the cupboard and caught Marc's face in her hands. “Fucking hell, your hands are cold.”
Marc moved his head away from her and she only laughed cheerfully. She smiled mischievously and then slipped her hands under his shirt. He immediately flinched, but finally put his arms around her. He pushed hard against her and she unexpectedly moaned quietly in pain.
“What is it? What's going on?” He became concerned immediately. Y/N waved her hand dismissively and walked deeper into the flat and towards the kitchen to make herself something warm to drink. “Y/N?”
“Oh, it's nothing,” she confessed frankly, glancing over her shoulder at him. “I promise, you'll find out everything, but can I make myself a cup of tea first?”
“No, cariño,” he spoke up, but the change in his voice immediately made her realize that Jake had taken control. Lockley was probably the most stubborn of the three of them. “We can settle this the easy way or the hard way. You know that perfectly well.
Y/N rolled her eyes, but the smile never left her face. She turned back to him and leaned against the kitchen counter.
“Okay, I did something,” she said cheerfully, and Jake furrowed his eyebrows dangerously.
“Did you kill someone? Because if you need to get rid of a body, you know I'll help you.”
“What?” She laughed and shook her head. “No, nothing like that. By the way, it's good to know that you would help me cover up a murder.”
“Anything for you” he replied confidently and walked closer. He folded his arms across his chest and looked at her with anticipation. “So? What happened?”
“You have to promise me that none of you will laugh,” she asked immediately. Y/N nervously fiddled with the end of her jumper and her earlier certainty suddenly disappeared somewhere.
When she was deciding on her little surprise, she forgot to actually analyse whether they would actually like it.
“Have we ever laughed at you?” Jake replied, and she sent him a meaningful look. She had a slight blush on her face, but this time it wasn't just because of the cold. “Well, okay, sometimes,” he replied, but it didn't convince her.
Jake saw that something was bothering her, so he immediately approached her. He caught her chin between his fingers and forced her to lift her gaze to him. “I'm just teasing you, cariño. I promise no one will laugh at you.”
“Our wedding anniversary is coming up in a few days…”
“Five years, I know” he interrupted her with a smile and leaned his forehead against hers. “The best years of our lives.”
Y/N blushed even more. As long as she had been able to be with them, she had the feeling that she would never be able to get used to their words of love. Especially from Jake's side.
“As always, you love to interrupt me,” she laughed, and he snorted cheerfully. “This year I wanted to do something special for you and at first I thought it was a great idea, but now I don't know. I mean it's a bit late to change anything because it's happened, but…”
Y/N paused and bit her lower lip. She stared at Jake for a moment until she finally moved aside from him and pulled off her jumper first and then started to roll up her t-shirt. Lockley smiled broadly and his eyes definitely darkened.
“If you want to have sex, you don’t have to do anything. One word from you and you're writhing beneath us in pleasure.”
“Jake! You're always thinking about only one thing.”
“Don't be so innocent. We know perfectly well that you do too.”
Y/N laughed nervously and then pulled her shirt up again. She only stopped the material after her shoulder, so that her breast was visible, and especially her left side right next to it. It was there that the plastic wrap could be seen, and underneath it a fresh tattoo. The drawing depicted a crescent moon, and around it were three letters - J, M and S - as a tribute to the names of each alter. Underneath the tattoo was also the short, ornate inscription loved by the moon.
“I wanted to have some part of you always with me,” she explained, but was unable to look at their initial reaction. “I know I could have arranged it with some pendant or other jewellery, but I wanted something permanent that I would never lose and would be with me for the rest of my life.”
Jake didn't respond, and when she looked at him, she saw that he was looking at her with his mouth open. His posture changed slightly and she recognised immediately that control had been taken over by Steven, who was looking at her with silent adoration and love.
“Love,” he whispered quietly, and in that one word she felt that he had given away all the emotions he felt for her. “This is…”
However, Steven was not able to construct an entire sentence correctly.
“Do you like it?” She asked with a smile.
“Yes!” He replied straight away. “But love, that must have hurt. Why?”
“For you I would endure any kind of pain” Y/N smiled and caught his face in her hands. “Besides, it didn't hurt that much. I have to be careful for now, because the tattoo has to heal, but I wanted to do it. So you can consider it a little present for our anniversary.”
“Wow! It's beautiful. I really like it.”
“And what do Jake and Marc think of it?”
“Jake is honestly stunned, but hornier than ever” Y/N laughed and felt Steven put his hands on her hips. He ran one upwards closer to the tattoos, but so as not to touch this and cause her more pain. “And Marc... I'm not entirely sure about that because he went completely silent.”
Y/N moved nervously and felt a tentative tightening in her stomach. She knew that none of them had any objections to body adornment. Besides, they had always told her that she wasn't their property and she had the only right to decide what she did with her body (except maybe what went on in the bedroom, because there they mostly took control).
“Do you think he'll want to talk to me about it now?” She asked uncertainty. Early on in their relationship, they had all agreed that the key to making it all work out was shared communication. Their relationship was so complicated that if it hadn't been for the conversation, they would have split up so long ago. Meanwhile, they had seven years of relationship together including five of being married.
Steven stroked her cheek and then his eyes rolled back and Marc was standing in front of her again. Y/N grabbed his hand and looked at him fearfully, afraid that what she was about to hear would be nothing pleasant. However, for a long moment Marc was unable to speak. All he did was stare at her with an unconcerned gaze, and, as always, she found it difficult to read the emotion on his face. She thought that over time she would be able to figure out his poker face, but over the years she had found out that it wasn't that easy.
“Marc? What do you think about that?”
“Y/N, I…” he started and lowered his gaze down. When he looked at her again, she saw tears shining in his eyes. “I don't know what to say. No one has ever done something like this for me.”
“Oh, Marc” Y/N smiled and felt the tears gather under her eyelids herself. She caught his face in her hands and, gently running her thumbs over his cheeks, placed a brief but emotional kiss on his lips. Later, their foreheads rested against each other. “I love you, darling. All of you and it is the greatest happiness that I have you in my life. That you chose me to accompany you in all the good and bad moments.”
“I love you, baby. And I like what you've done. But it makes me wonder why the moon?”
“Because in the middle of the night, it's the brightest light that guides us. You, Jake and Steven are my light in the middle of the night,” she explained. “Also, you're Moon Knight. It all fits together.”
Marc laughed happily, tilting his head back. Y/N looked at him as if enchanted, for she had the feeling that there was no more beautiful sound in the world than his laughter. She smiled and then drew his face to hers and brought their lips together again, this time in a stronger and more confident kiss. She entwined her fingers in his hair and gently tugged at the ends of the longer strands, which immediately caused him to give a quiet murmur of satisfaction. Marc slipped his hands under her t-shirt and she immediately felt him exploring her back thoroughly, occasionally hooking his hands on her belly until he finally stopped his hands on her breasts.
She moaned in pleasure as he squeezed them tightly, but unexpectedly he froze into immobility. He moved his head away from her, and when she looked at his characteristically squinted eyebrows, she knew it was Jake again.
“Did you show your sweet tits to some asshole?” He asked seriously and she parried merrily and quickly stole another kiss from his lips “That's not funny. They belong only to us and to no one else. No one has the right to even think about them, let alone see them.”
“Don't worry,” she assured him quickly, running her fingers over his neck and nape. That always put all three of them at ease. “It was the girl who tattooed me. I know exactly how possessive you all are.”
“It still doesn't change the fact that someone saw something that belongs to us. I think you need to be reminded of that.”
“I think it's a perfect idea, Mr Lockley.”
Jake smiled mischievously and then grabbed her and lifted her up. Y/N laughed briefly, but was quickly silenced when she felt hot kisses on her lips.
Steven is so cute 🥹 I loved it!
𝘼𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙡
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭
𝘈𝘕: 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦!! 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘣𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴! 𝘈𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 :)
𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 2.2𝘬
“Hey, Dad. Just checking in.” Steven would recognize that voice anywhere. He heard it every morning when you would leave for work, exactly 7:30AM each and every day. You had lived in the flat right across from his for the better part of a year, and he’d never once had the pleasure of hearing that voice directed at him.
“Oh, no, everything’s fine. I’m sorry I haven’t called in a while.” You called your father every morning, asking him about work or his garden or to talk about whatever book you were reading that week. Steven knew he shouldn’t eavesdrop, but he loved hearing your hushed tone, the quiet laughs, as though you were afraid to wake everyone on the floor. He couldn’t help the smile it brought to his face.
One day, he told himself, he’d find the courage to step out of his flat while you were there, to say hello, to strike up a conversation. But each time his hand found the doorknob, you were already in the elevator. He would talk to you, one day. Just not today.
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You hummed quietly as you got ready for work. You had just taken a shower and threw on a pencil skirt you hadn’t even remembered buying. Even so, it was a nice change of pace from the slacks you typically wore. You searched through your closet for a decent blouse to match, finally opting for a navy blue button down. It was simple, sure, but you had no one to impress.
Gathering your things, you finally stepped out of your flat. Usually, you would give your father a call, but the sight of the man across the hall stopped you in your tracks.
You had seen him before in passing, while checking the mail or rushing to catch the elevator, but never this close. Calling him stunning would be an understatement. He was taller than you, though not by much. His dark curls fell over his face in a messy pattern, nearly covering his deep brown eyes. You could definitely see yourself getting lost in them. Your eyes trailed down to his lips, plump and parted just slightly in surprise.
After a moment, you realized you had been ogling him. You cleared your throat slightly. “So sorry. I just wasn’t expecting to see anyone else out this early.” You flashed your teeth at him in a wide smile.
You waited for him to respond for a moment, or even to walk off, but there was nothing. He just stood, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. Eventually, you raised a brow at him. “Right, no, right. ‘S fine. Fine.” He nodded, curls sweeping over his forehead.
You eyed him curiously, brows furrowed slightly. “Alright. Well. Good morning.” Your grin lowered into an amused smirk as you walked toward the elevator. You heard the footsteps of the man behind you, moving over to allow him room. “Are you going down?”
The look on his face had you biting back a laugh. “S-Sorry, am I what?” He coughed, like he had just choked on air.
“Going down. In the elevator? To the first floor?” You chuckled. He was quite strange, you thought, but there was something endearing about the man standing beside you.
Once again, he nodded. “Yeah, yeah. That’s me. Going down.” You watched as he readjusted his bag, rocking back and forth on his feet. He looked nervous, never quite meeting your gaze. You pushed the button for the first floor, watching as the man beside you toyed with the strap of his bag. You weren’t sure what it was, perhaps it was his structured jaw, or the warm brown of his eyes, or the innocence that lurked beneath them. You couldn’t stop staring.
“I’m Steven, by the way.” His quiet voice broke the silence. “Steven with a V, that’s me.” He nodded, almost like he was reassuring himself of the fact. “N-Not that you asked. I just thought… you know, neighbors and all that. Might be useful.” The last few words trailed off. He seemed nervous, you thought, though you couldn’t wrap your head around why. You weren’t particularly frightening, were you?
You chuckled quietly, holding out your hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Steven.” You offered your name as he took your hand. You were a bit taken aback by the roughness of his palms. He didn’t strike you as someone who was particularly active, given his physique was hidden behind a heavy jacket.
You broke your grasp on his hand as the elevator dinged, turning your attention to the doors as they opened. You sighed quietly as you stepped out. The way Steven followed you didn’t go unnoticed. You grinned over your shoulder at him. “Do you usually take the bus, Steven? I’m headed that way, maybe we could walk together.”
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Steven felt as though his heart would beat out of his chest. Here he was, talking to the girl he had dreamt about for weeks, and she was listening to every word he said like she was actually interested. Steven couldn’t help but stare as she threw her head back in a laugh at… whatever he had said. What did he say? Bollocks, he couldn’t remember.
She stood beside him on the bus, close enough that he could feel her arm bump his each time the vehicle stopped. He was sure the redness in his cheeks was painfully noticeable. All he could focus on was her presence. Her scent enveloped him, honey and vanilla, and he happily drowned in it.
Steven’s heart nearly stopped as the bus came to a screeching halt in front of the national gallery. “Right, well…” He cleared his throat. “This is me.” He wasn’t sure he’d ever sounded more melancholy.
He watched as your lips pulled downward in a soft frown. Oh, how badly he wanted to kiss it away. “Oh, that’s a shame. It was lovely meeting you, Steven. We’ll have to do this again some time.” Steven’s chest tightened as you placed your hand over his. He was sure this time that his heart had stopped, that you had killed him with one single touch.
Steven nodded vigorously, mouth dry as he searched his brain for something, anything, to say. “Bye,” was all he could come up with before he scurried off of the bus. The feeling of your skin on his would haunt him the entire day.
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You were in the middle of preparing dinner for yourself when the knock on your door made you jump out of your skin. You set the stirring spoon down on the stove, wiping your hands on a kitchen towel before opening your door. Steven stood on the other side, eyes widening as you came into view.
You smiled as he lifted a hand in greeting. “Hiya. I, um… I came to see if you maybe wanted… if you weren’t doing anything a-and didn’t have any plans…” You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from chuckling. You weren’t wanting to mock him, by any means, but he looked so cute as he twiddled his thumbs and stumbled over his words. “O-Oh, are you already making dinner? Smells lovely.”
You could tell he wanted to ask you out, but you weren’t sure he knew how. “Well, I am already making dinner.” Your heart sank as his gaze dropped to the floor. “But I’ve made quite a bit, and I’m not sure I can eat all of it myself. Would you like to join me?”
Immediately, the nervousness that you suspected was always a part of Steven returned. “Oh, no, I couldn’t possibly. I-I wouldn’t want to intrude, especially if you were looking for a quiet evening in. I wouldn’t feel right about ruining-”
“Relax.” You chuckled. “You’d hardly be ruining anything. Seriously. Come in.” You stepped aside, allowing him through the threshold of your flat. “It’s not quite ready, but soon enough.” You flashed him a grin before returning to stirring the contents of the pan. “Oh, I should have mentioned. It’s vegan. Hope that’s alright.”
Steven nodded, standing just inside your doorway. You watched as his eyes bounced around your flat. It wasn’t much, really. The rooms all sort of blended together, and your bed sat against the wall in lieu of a sofa. It was comfortable and affordable, which was its biggest appeal. “Vegan, yeah, yeah. ‘S good.” His brows furrowed as his attention settled on you. “Are you vegan, then?” He didn’t give you a chance to answer before he started speaking again. “Nothing wrong with it! I’m vegan, too. Just… curious.”
You shook your head, grinning. “Oh, no. My dad is, though. He made this for me all the time as a kid, and its still my absolute favorite pasta dish. Here, come taste.” You lifted the wooden spoon as you beckoned him over. You smiled patiently as he hesitated, then watched as his lips curled around the end of the spoon.
Steven broke out into a pleased smile of his own. “That’s amazing! You made that from scratch?”
You giggled, nodding. “Well, everything apart from the actual pasta. I’m not that talented.” You hummed as you set out two bowls, filling both. “Here you are. Dining table’s just behind you.”
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Steven was convinced you were fake. This was all some strange dream his brain had crafted and any minute he would wake up, still strapped to the coldness of his bed. You were a talented cook, sweet as melted sugar, and were beautiful beyond belief.
Dinner with you had become a nightly routine. Somehow, he found himself in front of your door each and every night. He listened to your tales about work and you listened to his ramblings on ancient Egypt. You didn’t even seem to mind, he thought. Each time he looked at you, which was frequently, you were staring back at him with the same intrigued expression.
Tonight was no different. You sat across from him at your dining table, tracing the edge of your wine glass with the tip of your finger. The small movement had Steven completely entranced. His mind ran wild with thoughts of what your touch on him would be like. Would you be as gentle as you were with the glass? Would your fingers be as soft as they looked? Would you treat him with the same delicacy?
“Steven,” your voice broke him from his reverie. He hummed in response, eyes lifting to yours. His cheeks caught flame, as though he had just been caught in some act. Still, his nerves eased as you flashed a winning smile at him. “Would you like to stay over?” You must have noticed the panicked look in his eyes because you quickly added, “Nothing scary, I swear. I just thought we could watch a movie, lay in bed and veg. You know, good, old fashioned slumber party.” You shrugged, as though your words hadn’t forced an entirely new series of thoughts into his head.
As though he wasn’t imagining feeling your touch on an entirely new section of his skin.
Steven waited for a moment before nodding. “Yeah. Yeah, alright.” Was he shaking? He was sure he was shaking.
Then you grinned, and Steven wasn’t sure he would be able to focus on anything else. You had the most adorable smile. It was big enough that your eyes closed with the effort, your nose scrunching in response. It was brighter than any star in the sky. “Amazing! I’ll get this all cleaned up, then.
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The film had only been on for half an hour or so, and Steven could already feel his eyes getting heavy. Something about being in the same bed as you, your scent enveloping him and warmth radiating off of you, brought him some small amount of comfort. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this at ease.
You seemed to notice his exhausted state. Steven nearly jumped out of his skin as you set your hand on top of his. “You can lay down, if you’d like. I won’t be offended if you fall asleep.” The soft giggle that left your lips set him aflame.
Steven wanted to protest. Truly, he did. As he opened his mouth to speak, a yawn left him instead. He turned to you, a soft pout on his lips. “I’m terrible company, I’m so sorry.”
You chuckled, shaking your head. “Really, don’t worry about it.” You patted your lap twice, and Steven felt all the blood in his body rush anywhere that wasn’t his brain. “Here, come lay down. You deserve the rest.”
Steven wasn’t sure if it was the exhaustion fogging his brain or something else, but he hardly hesitated to adjust his figure in the bed, letting his head rest in your lap. You hummed softly, and he was ready to jump up, afraid he’d done something wrong.
As your fingers swept a few curls away from his face, Steven could feel his eyes drifting closed. Every muscle in his body relaxed for what felt like the first time in years.
Steven was only awake long enough to hear you whisper, “I’m so glad to have met you, Steven Grant”, before he finally allowed the darkness of sleep take him. This time, in a realm where nightmares often consumed him, he saw only you.
Steven knew, in whatever capacity, he was glad to have met you, too.
do not chastise the dove (17) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: you take your position as queen.
word count: 4,331
warnings?: fluff, mention of sex trafficking, mention of benjamin, pet name (dove), not proofread
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YEEEES! BURN BENJAMIN BURN
So cute how caring y/n is with everyone. And the moment with Marc: 🥵😍🤤🤌
do not chastise the dove (16) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: things are looking up.
word count: 3,264
warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, smut, oral (m receiving), dove on top, unprotected sex, piv sex, subby!marc, fluff, pet name (dove), not proofread
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do not chastise the dove (15) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: you make your side known.
word count: 4,571
warnings?: inaccurate depiction of legal proceedings, kinda very angsty, mention of waterboarding, mention of death and dove wishing she was dead, pet name (dove), not proofread
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Omg 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I to put Marc in a little jar and protect him from the evil of the world
do not chastise the dove (14) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: the king is exposed, the future is considered, and the past is revealed.
word count: 4,582
warnings?: inaccurate depiction of legal proceedings, fluff, a little angsty, discussion of randall + wendy, discussion of did, pet name (dove)
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Let's go, Kieraaaaan
do not chastise the dove (13) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: the hearing begins, and things aren’t entirely what they seem. (but that is not a bad thing.)
word count: 3,980
warnings?: inaccurate depiction of legal proceedings, a plot twist perhaps, pet name (dove)
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Ugh, the boys are so caring and cute 🥹
do not chastise the dove (12) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: the boys help you readjust.
word count: 4,327
warnings?: a little angsty, a little fluffy, nonsexual nudity, pet name (dove), not proofread
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do not chastise the dove (11) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: you are saved. but it’s not over quite yet.
word count: 2,492
warnings?: vague descriptions of fighting bc i can’t write fight scenes lmao, angsty, a shorter chapter, pet name (dove)
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do not chastise the dove (10) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: operation rescue dove is underway.
word count: 2,218
warnings?: mention of death, mention of kidnapping, mention of psychological torture, not proofread.
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do not chastise the dove (9) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: a look into what’s happening with the princess.
word count: 1,509
warnings?: a shorter chapter whoops, kidnapping, vague descriptions of vomiting, not proofread
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LETS GOOOOOOOO
Mission save the princess will start!
do not chastise the dove (8) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: the last thing the boys are going to do is sit on their ass and wait for someone else to rescue you.
word count: 4,248
warnings?: not proofread
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This poor girl doesn't have a day of peace in her life
do not chastise the dove (7) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: steven wants to make things right with you, but his chance is stolen from him.
word count: 2,464
warnings?: kidnapping, not proofread
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Me reading:
🥺🥹😭😍😮🥵🤤🥴🥹
do not chastise the dove (6) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: feelings get weird when you’re in isolation.
word count: 3478
warnings?: 18+ MINONRS DNI, a little angsty, fluff, smut, unprotected sex, a little bit of fingering, a little cockwarming, pet name (dove), not proofread
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I'm loving the crossovers
do not chastise the dove (5) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: the pieces start to come together.
word count: 3,449
warnings?: discussion of affair, discussion of dubcon, mention of miscarriage, shitty police officer, mention of anxiety, not proofread
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do not chastise the dove (4) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: things get much, much worse.
word count: 4,028
warnings?: royal au, arranged marriage, mention of affair, mention of illegitimate child, mention of assassination attempt, mention of demonization of did, pet name (dove), not proofread
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I know it was her father and Harrow who poisoned her, I just know. These sons of a bitch!
do not chastise the dove (3) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: you receive, perhaps, the worst birthday present of all: betrayal.
word count: 6,543
warnings?: royal au, arranged marriage, assassination attempt, poisoning (nightshade), pet name (dove), not proofread
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"For years now, Jake had had a soft spot for you." Yess, I love when Jake has a soft spot for the reader 🥺
The ending left me like this: 🤨🧐
do not chastise the dove (2) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: marc decides to give you a chance.
word count: 7,060
warnings?: royal au, arranged marriage, abusive father, pet name (dove), not proofread
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Beginning now and already loving it
❤️
do not chastise the dove (1) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley
do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board
pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley
series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you.
chapter summary: you meet your fiancé, but each time you see him, it’s as if he’s a different person.
word count: 5,267
warnings?: royal au, arranged marriage, abusive father/brother, pet name (dove), not proofread
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I want a romance like that 🥺 so cute. Marc is such a big baby 🤭
Magic Kisses
Steven Grant x GN!Reader x Marc Spector
Summary: When Marc and Steven fall and hurt themselves, you know exactly what will make them feel better.
Word Count: 1,434
Warnings: Mentions of cuts and bruises from minor injuries, a bit of suggestive language, kissing, lots of fluff. Also no pronouns are used for the reader, but the reader is implied to have longer hair.
a/n: This is based before they’re aware of Jake. That’s why he doesn’t make an apearance this time. But even without him, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Marc cursed loudly as you cleaned the large cut on his hand with disinfectant. “That hurts you know!” He hissed trying to rip his hand out of your grasp. You rolled your eyes, firmly holding it in place as he whined at you like a child. This was probably the fifth time he’d done so.
“Oh hush, you big baby. I’m almost done,” you teased, the corners of your lips twitching as they threatened to smile. He huffed at you and rolled his eyes just as you had. “That’s what you said ten minutes ago,” he mumbled in a grumpy sounding voice, though you could hear that he was also slightly teasing.
Now you smiled and laughed out loud. “Marc, baby, I’ve only been cleaning you up for five minutes at most.” He grumbled but didn’t disagree. “Besides, it’s not my fault you and Steven got into a fight with the sidewalk.”
You laughed at his gaped open mouth at your apparent audacity to say such a thing. “First of all, how dare you,” Steven said now getting in on the conversation, “I didn’t have anything to do with that. It was Marc’s fault we fell. He was too busy staring at your-” “Shut up, Steven,” Marc forcefully butted in, a faint blush settling into his cheeks.
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How They Cuddle
A/n: Started this while I was stuck in traffic with a tornado warning going on. Later found out 4 touched down around me so basically God said I couldn't die until I posted this
Warnings: none, fluff, angst, semi serious? Talks of death, read with that in mind on Jake's part
Gn! Reader Masterlist
Steven
Tummy hugger
Doesn't matter the size, how hot it is inside, he will latch onto your waist and rest his head on your tummy
Prefers a bare tummy so he can feel your soft skin, but he's happy as long as he gets to hold you
And if you pet his head or play with his hair too? He's a goner
Those sleeping problems he has from time to time? Gone
Those night terrors that keep him up for hours? A thing of the past
He sleeps best when it's with you and when it's on your perfect, soft, warm tummy? He sleeps like a baby
There are, of course, nights where he's had a really bad day and he needs a bit more from you
Those are the nights where he'll ask you to lay on him
He wants to be surrounded by the thing he loves the most
And if you even try to say 'oh, I'll crush you!' he will forcibly pull you on top of him
"Yea right, you forget I was an avatar of Khonshu, love. I'm buff as fuck." He would mumble while burying his head in your hair or shoulder
It's not necessarily a lie, but it gets you to laugh
Pressure therapy is strong with this one
He has so many weighted blankets, it's ridiculous
And usually he doesn't use them now that he has you, but when there are days when you're not home or don't feel like cuddling, Steven will break out his massive pile of weighted blankets
It's honestly really cute seeing Steven all bundled up and only his head poking out of a mountain of blankets
Marc
Lays directly on top of you
Lowkey scared of crushing you so it takes a while for him to admit how he'd prefer to cuddle, but it happens eventually
Marc wants to protect you, you're the love of his life and he couldn't take it if he lost you
So he lays on you to be your shield
If anyone breaks into the apartment, which they probably wouldn't even make it past the front door before Marc absolutely destroys them, but if they do he's the first one they'll attack
And as long as you're safe, he's happy
It's a deeper reason than the others, but it's true
If he's had a bad day, it'll be different
He'll curl up into you, looking so small and vulnerable
He'll bury his face in your chest and hold onto you like you're his life line
Which you are
If you play with his hair and rub his back, maybe even hum to him, he'll pass out in no time
He feels safe in your arms and while he's not used to feeling so vulnerable, he feels like he can be with you
On the other hand, there are very rare nights where Marc will ask you to suffocate him
Not really, of course
He just needs the pressure of you laying on top of him to chase away his dark thoughts
Works every time
Not during nightmares though
Never try that during or after a nightmare
Marc will panic so hard, he might accidentally hurt you and he would rather die than do that to you
Jake
Jake is a little different than Steven and Marc
He doesn't have a preference of cuddles, as long as he can feel your skin somewhere on him, he's ok
It's not in a weird way though
If he can feel your skin, he can feel how warm you are and if he can feel how warm you are, he knows you're not dead
It's morbid, but he's seen so much and caused so much death so he's trying to reassure himself that you're not dead too
He'll have his hands under your shirt and resting on your hips, or hike your leg over his hip to feel your thighs, or sleep with his cheek pressed against your tummy
Anywhere is fair game to him as long as you're comfortable
But then there are nights where he would rather die than feel your skin
It's usually nights where he's had to kill quite a few people and while he usually handles death quite well, he has you now
He's learned to be something other than a tool for Khonshu and a shield for Marc and Steven
Those nights, he'll lay next to you and watch you breathe
The only part of you he touches is your wrist to feel your heart beat
Similar to Steven, he will ask you to occasionally lay on him, just so he can feel you pressed up against him
Not in a sexual way, though he's not ashamed to admit he would enjoy that, just in a way so he can feel a bit more of you than he normal would
And honestly, when as asks you to lay on him, it leads to some kind of make out session
continuing to suck on him after he cums so you can listen to him whimper as he tries to get away>>>