moonless.

 sometimes i cannot tell what part of me waxes, and which part of me wanes.             an endless cycle of fullness and hollowness. that the human lot.           and i am full to death of humanity ; and it is sick and tired of me.                  my dreams are no solace and my waking is no rest.              yet with the indomitable will of hope another day begins.

[stevenwifav]

                                            𝙵𝙻𝙾𝙰𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙱𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙻𝚈                                                  𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙱𝙴𝙴

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[stevenwifav]

i’m still alive.

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                                             “ Be with me.“

                                      est. dec 2017, revamped may 2022. by peri.

[stevenwifav]

i know i only wrote two things today. but i’m gonna be in photoshop tonight x

[stevenwifav]

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR LOVE :

warm burnt orange

Riding off into the sunset, the hope of a happy ending, the bitter after taste that still in it's own way smells kinda great. Your love is all bitter hopefulness, all about a broken heart that refuses to quit, all about the unshakable knowledge that a burning fire has a great comforting warm and a soft glowing light, all about the way when the sun comes down there's a beautiful starry night. It's stubbornness, it's the refusal to give up, the clutching of broken shards despite the searing pain and being adamant that dammit you can still make a beautiful stained glass window out of it. Yours is a screaming heart, a pleading love, a bitter and almost belligerent hopefulness that things will still work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves and make them. And god, aren't you tired? Isn't your heart heavy? Is all your hard work worth it? Don't you just want to curl up and let it be? Let the fire turn to ashes and the sky turn dark and let love die down and watch people leave? But you don't, do you? You're the bravest out of all of us, so you pick up the pieces and you keep going, you keep believing and you keep your heart full of hope because some day. Some day you know you'll get it. You keep riding off into the sunset and you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god, how do I wish you finally get it too.

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tagging : @khonschu , @archeolgst , @cerynitiis , @thprofessor , anyone who sees it!

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                              PROCEED WITH CAUTION

                           ( Indie Red Room Oc Poisoned By McKenna. credit )

[stevenwifav]

i’ve mentioned it vaguely but i was recently put on an anxiety med and i’m still adjusting. so in that vein i’m slower than usual, and my replies may be shorter than usual. but thank you for your patience 💕

[stevenwifav]

❝  i was sort’ve hoping you needed me.  is that selfish?  ❞ // from lara ( @archeolgst )

steven doesn’t think he’s ever really had a friend, certainly not one of his own. not in his remembrance, even layla belongs more to marc than she ever could to him. lara — has been his first experience of companionship that was expressly his own — that wasn’t also marc. so there is a widening of eyes as they raise to meet her gaze, a callused hand laid on the table, fingertips brushing hers. ‘ don’t think i’ve ever had anyone who wanted me to need them — and i do. its nice, having someone around. it’s — nice, but it isnt selfish, unless you think its selfish that i hoped you’d need me too. ‘

[stevenwifav]

“   i  can  wink  my  eyes   &   melt  you  little  heart .   ” // from salem ( @mkoshi )

the attention has him feeling vaguely unsettled. his habit of spring days where the sun begins to actually warm instead of merely glimmer through cold damp air — has been to lunch in the nearby park. his food carefully organized in individual containers, his hand paused midair — blinking at the woman whose seemingly appeared from no where. a pause. the container of falafels offered over, ‘ with tzaski — lots of cucumber and mint. s’good. ‘ assuming someone would only approach for interest in his lunch. dark eyes drift down to the carrot sticks and hummus. he wasn’t that hungry anyway. ‘ i’ve some tea if you like. ‘ gesture to a thermos beside himself, another blink as he raised to meet her gaze. ‘ you don’t have to wink unless you wish to love, there’s enough for both. ‘

[stevenwifav]

I’m also gonna edit my formatting down a bit so I can reply more easily while mobile. so asks will be put into a new textpost, but i won’t be bothering with finding the prompt list it’s from. i’m just. too lazy.

[stevenwifav]

thanks for everyone being patient with me. im still super slow but im trying to work on things as i can.

[stevenwifav]

thprofessor​.

“That’s what your words say. But everything else tells another story.” He didn’t necessarily mean deep inside his head. Yes, Charles would give those around him a light skim, like peering into a lake without plunging his face in entirely, just to know that all was well, that he wasn’t about to fight for his life, or the safety of his students. But at the same time, seeing someone that needed help, mutant, human, something else entirely, he just couldn’t stop himself. “You don’t have to tell me. You don’t even have to talk to me, but… know that I’m listening, that my doors are always open, if you need someone to talk to. You might be surprised by how much I understand. In more ways than one.” All he could was smile at the man and offer him his hand in greeting. “I’m Charles Xavier.”

         steven wants that help,   he wants someone to listen, to understand. he is not alone. his days go missing. his nights are exhausting. but to tell this man his secrets is to give away more than his own. there is marc to consider, marc who has tried to enable him with this life he chose. marc who’d protected him to the best of his ability, and let him feel.. normal. but this man, this man seems kind. and kindness has been little enough of in steven’s life. a swallow — fingers fidget in front of himself before.        ‘ i found out my mum wasn’t who i thought she was.        and i found out i wasn’t who i thought i was.     and — i —- found out a lot of things.        and it makes everything make sense,        but, i don’t know if i like the sense it makes. ‘

[dreamersmagician]

   IN CELEBRATION OF TVARCHIVE’S EVENT :: TV Appreciation Week 2022!                    day 2 : your favorite tv character of all time

        STEVEN GRANT ; from Disney+’s                 MOONKNIGHT (2022 ). 

                 starring oscar isaac 

[dreamersmagician]

IN CELEBRATION OF TVARCHIVE’S EVENT :: TV Appreciation Week 2022!                   day 2 : your favorite tv character of all time

       STEVEN GRANT ; from Disney+’s             MOONKNIGHT (2022 ).

                starring oscar isaac

[kaerinio-a]

— — —  “𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐍𝐎, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐧𝐨, 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐃𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍, 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 ? 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐄𝐄 ? 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐔𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧.”

— — — 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄. 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃. 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐃𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐱.

[stevenwifav]

labmade.

❝          i can imagine          ,          sounds horrendous          .          ❞          peter’s been sitting here for quite some time          ,          listening to the other as he leans his head onto his hand          .          he had no issues sitting here          ,           listening to steven ramble on for what felt like a million years because in truth          ,          he quite enjoyed his company           .           propping himself up          ,          he sends a smile the others way          ,           it’s subtle but nonetheless there          .          what made it all the more interesting is that peter knew who he was          ,          or at least to some extent          ,          even if he didn’t lead on          ,          nor did he plan on letting the other know that he himself was none other than the infamous friendly neighborhood spider-man          .          it made it interesting          .          ❝          wish i could’ve been there           ,          sounds horrible but also          ..         kinda fun          ,         y’know          ?          ❞ 

     any vigor of youth long faded from the weary visage of the older man.     but there is an energy to him none the less,       the shine in dark eyes as he recounts the telling of his arm down alexander the great’s gullet.        and then the rather gruesome sounds he’d heard.     ‘   whole bloody time i’m terrified it’s gonna be damp.    dry as a bone.  sounded bit weird.   but ‘course i don’t suppose my hand going down his throat is half as invasive as the process to get him nice an’ mummfied you know?   saw his little canopic jars all lined up too.   didn’t check in those.  felt bad enough borrowing his statue.  ‘       he says borrowing but really it was destroyed in the process of releasing ammit.         but he’d rather not recount that particular moment,      particularly since it had involved his death.   and that process after death had been far too personal to recount,      even to the most sympathetic of listeners.      of course steven ought not be telling anyone this.    but whose going to believe him anyway? 

[khonschu]

                          i serve @khonschu. i’m his avatar. we protect the vulnerable and deliver khonshu’s justice to those who hurt them.

independent,    selective,    mutuals    only    marc    spector    of    moon knight.    portrayal    based    on    mcu    +    comic    influences    +    personal    headcanons.