kate/kit || 20 || they/them || bisexual + genderfluid || i swear a lot sooooo my b ig || ceo of croki, peter parker, and quicksilver (both versions) || full-time spouse of bucky barnes, wanda maximoff, and yelena belova
I am absolute shit at tags so while I will be trying to tag posts with spoilers, I may miss some, so here's you're spoiler warning, lovelies.
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I'm sorry, I know this is pretty stupid, I just would hate to tag something wrong and then have you get spoiled. Anyway, hope you all have a wonderful day here on this hellfire, shitstorm of a site! Cheers!
my gay ass was holdong back moans when i saw shuris fine ass on screen. everytime i had to dig my nails into my hands to not bust on my seat im not lying yall.
Tatiana Maslany wearing a shirt that says ‘SUPPORT TRANS FUTURES’ on it to promote She-Hulk for Marvel Studios and Disney, and therefore forcing them to have that on their social medias for the world to see, including who knows how many queer kids and their guardians, is fucking awesome and I thank her for that.
Can I please ask for a drabble where Marc and Steven have their own moments talking to your unborn baby and feeling it kick his hand in response to his voice?
Marc's head rest beside your belly. You were in your third trimester now and your stomach was huge. Marc was softly rubbing his hand over your smooth belly, murmuring to your unborn son, "Bet you're gonna be a stubborn one, huh? Gonna be like your mama?"
You flicked your ear at his comment, "I know for a fact you're more stubborn than I am, but I am just HOPING he doesn't become as stubborn as you."
"Wonder if he'll end more like me or Steven."
"I imagine he'd be quick witted and stubborn like you, but caring and understanding and sweet like Steven."
"Am I not caring or sweet?" Marc ask with a pout.
"Not even the slightest, honey."
Your son kicked your stomach under Marc's hand, "See! Even our son agrees with me!"
"Traitor," Marc mumbles to your stomach and he feels another kick, "At least I know you're a fighter like me, eh, kid?"
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Steven lays beside you. He rubbed moisturizer over your stomach after you two had a shower. He's just rubbing shapes into your stomach while he talks.
"You know I'm going to teach him Egyptology, right?"
You snorted, "Love, I'd be very disappointed if you didn't. It is what brought us together in the first place."
He hums, "True," he leaned over and kissed your belly, "Your mother visited the museum and I just about fell in love with her at first sight."
"No, you didn't."
"I did though," he said smiling at you, "I thought you were so beautiful and that comment you made about the merchandise in the gift shop just-I just had to get to know you."
"Your mother, Alex, is so beautiful and smart and kind-" he stops when he feels a kick under his hand, "You feel that?! He kicked!" Steven continued to talk to his son about you, hoping to feel another kick from him. When he did, he was all bright eyed and excited, it made you fall in love with the man even more.
so I am a member of a did system, and I'd like to share some terms you should start using!
"fronting" it means being in control of the body, but it's much more comfortable to see as a system
"alter" different people that make up the system, like marc and steven are not two 'personalities' they are two alters
"cocon" it's when two alters from at the same time!
"DID" disociative identity disorder, do not call it 'multiple personality disorder'
thanks, you are legally obligated to reblog this if you post about the show please make this fandom a safe place for systems trying to find representation
Summary: Sometimes when Steven feels like something bad will happen, he let’s Marc step forward to protect you.
A/N: it’s late again. It’s really fucking hot right now at like 1am. I can’t sleep because of the heat so i wrote this Steven/marc fic that just came to mind.
Steven has his arm wrapped around your waist as you two walk up and down the aisles at the grocery store. Steven never really liked to run errands, but ever since he started dating you, he found them to be much more enjoyable.
“Maybe we can get you some flour so we can make pancakes or waffles when I’m staying over, “you gasped in excitement, “or cookies!”
Steven chuckles and presses a kiss to your temple, “Whatever you want, love.”
You continue to chat with Steven, each of you voicing your opinion of what you should get for Steven’s flat. You walk a little up ahead of Steven as he picks some tomatoes. For some reason, the hairs on the back of his neck stood and he slowly looked over his shoulder. HE saw a man with a hood, staring back at him, holding a basket, but no items inside. Steven felt uneasy. He looks over to the window, seeing Marc staring back at him in the reflection.
“We need to go to Y/N. Now.” Steven gulps and nods. He places the tomatoes back down. It takes him a few seconds to let Marc come to the front. Marc rolls his neck and shoulders and proceeds to briskly walk over to you.
He wraps his arm around you and murmurs, “We need to go.”
Zeroing in on Marc’s stern, American voice, you looked at him, “What’s going on, Marc?”
“We’re being followed. Steven let me come to the front to get us out.”
“What should we do?”
Marc licks his lips and you see him trying to think as quick as he can, “We’ll pay for what we have. When we walk out, you’ll get to the car and you’ll drive back to my place without me.”
You look at him with concern, “But what about you?”
Marc smirks cockily, “You know I can take care of myself, babe.”
You roll your eyes, “You know I’m not concerned about you.”
“We’ll be okay. I promise.” He gives you a reassuring nod and then escorts you to the till to pay.
You and he take the groceries to your car where you set them in the trunk. Marc glances over his shoulder and see the man from earlier walking towards you two. Marc hurries you into your car and he promises to see you soon.
As you speed out of the parking lot, you see Marc throwing punches at the man in your rear view mirror.
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You’ve tried to calm yourself down ever since you got to Steven’s flat. You tried to make lunch, but couldn’t focus. You turned on the television to help distract you, but it didn’t do much. Your leg bounced in anticipation, you chewed on your lip, looking at your phone and then the door every five minutes. It wasn’t until two hours later that the door opened.
You jumped to your feet and slowly walked over, “Marc?”
“It’s me,” Steven rasped out. His body hunched over, his entire being look disheveled and exhausted.
You reached out, gently placing your hands on his face, “Are you okay? What happened? You were gone for so long and I was scared-“
“Marc was ambushed. There were more men waiting for us in the parking lot. It was good he had you leave. If you didn’t…”
“I’m okay,” you whispered in reassurance, “We’re all okay, Steven,” you peck his lips, “Thank Marc for me, okay?”
He nods, “He knows how much you mean to me. You’re important to us. I’m glad that he’s around to protect you.”
“I am too. Now go take a shower. I’ll heat up the lunch I made earlier.”
“See you in a bit, love,” it was Steven’s turn to peck your lips and you watched as he trudged to the bathroom.
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You’re re-plating the food when Steven walked out of his room, hair damp, a white tshirt and black sweats on. You looked up and realized his demeanor was different. You knew he wasn’t Steven right now.
“Marc?”
He nodded, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. ‘M fine. You had me worried since it’d been a few hours. But I’m fine. What was that all about anyway?”
“Oh ya know, being a mercenary means I make enemies and all that,” he replies nonchalantly, moving towards you to grab the plate of food you prepared, “Thanks for making lunch.”
You placed a hand on his arm, “Marc…should I be worried? Should I, I don’t know, buy a gun? Take defense classes? What can I do to help?”
“Nothing,” he replies with a shake of his head, “If you want to do any of those things, be my guest, but I’m letting you know, as long as I’m here, I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re important to us.”
“Okay,” you say because you’re not too sure what else there is to say. You do feel a bit relieved knowing that Marc would do anything to make sure you’re safe. Your protector.
Andrew Garfield: “To heal the most traumatic moment of his own life through doing it for his younger brother. Making sure that he didn’t have the same fate, there’s something cosmically beautiful about that. It meant getting a second chance at saving Gwen.”
SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME (2021) dir. Jon Watts
Screenplay by Chris McKenna & Erik Sommers
