okay but imagine someone handing you a copy of a romance book fully annotated with their thoughts/feelings/reactions, and when you get to the scene with the love confession, you find a handwritten letter tucked within the pages & you see that it's their love confession to you. fuck.
Steven Grant and Marc Spector in MOON KNIGHT (2022-) S01E04 | “The Tomb”
Thinking about the symbolism of the water in Moon Knight today. Marc's little brother died in the cave because he drowned - so he died in water. When Marc gets shot by Harrow he falls (and subsequently dies) in water. When Marc and Steven come back to life they are shown to climb out of that water as they are "reborn" and begin life as two halves of a whole instead of two people competing for one body. They are quite literally leaving Marc's trauma behind in the water.
Marc could hit me with a car and I’d apologise to him
Steven could be driving a car, and I’d throw myself in front of it to make him apologise to me
Summon the suit!
BONUS
DOCTOR STRANGE 2 Dr. Sam Raimi (2022)
meet cute (?)
steven grant x reader | fluff, no pronouns, no spoilers!
a small oneshot in celebration of moon knight premiere. you can expect more fics for steven after more episodes are released <3
"Is this— is this seat taken?" an exhausted voice asked.
"No, I don't think so," you said with a smile. The man sat down, immediately sighing in relief. Your first thought was about how he looked kind of cute, but you internally scolded yourself.
You haven't even met him for five seconds, get a grip.
"Are you okay?" you asked moments later. "I have a flask of tea in my bag; you look like you've been through hell."
He looked startled, as if he wasn't used to strangers willingly talk to him. He immediately started to stammer.
"I just didn't— sleep well. Woke up and realized I'm late so I had to run. I swear I don't usually look like a zombie," he rambled on, and you watched him with a smile. That didn't help him either. If anything, it only made him more confused.
"So you didn't have breakfast?" you prodded.
He shook his head, not wanting to speak more and embarrass himself.
"Then it's settled." You unzipped your bag and brought out the flask, careful not to drop the other items on the floor. The bus was still speeding through the streets, so you handed the flask over to him while you zipped your bag properly.
Which was the worst thing you could have done because he was nothing if not clumsy.
He wanted to help, wanted to express his gratitude in some way, so he had tried opening the lid by himself. That part went ever so smoothly, but as he poured the content into the mug-shaped lid, the bus turned right, and all the tea went straight to the person on his left — you.
"Oh my gosh," he exclaimed while you yelped in surprise. The tea was still warm, but your jacket had taken most of the heat. Some still leaked through and stained your t-shirt, but at least you weren't burnt.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to—"
"It's fine, it's fine, I just need a towel." You rummaged through your bag again, but there didn't seem to be anything useful.
"I can get you new clothes," he said quickly.
"You don't have to, it was an accident—"
"No I mean, I work at a gift shop," he explained. "It's the next stop and I'll quickly get you a new t-shirt, if you'd like. You'll be a walking advertisement for the museum but atleast you won't be wearing the stained one — which I'm so sorry about by the way."
"You work at the museum?"
He frowned. Why did you look so impressed? "Yes. Uhm yes, at the gift shop. I said that part already, didn't I?"
"You did," you laughed. "I go to the museum every month — I love history. Why haven't I seen you before?"
"I'm not exactly a tour guide."
"That's a shame," you commented, shrugging. "Well, I don't have to be at my workplace for another hour so I'll take you up on the gift shop offer. Only if you allow me to buy you tea. And tacos."
"Oh?" he blinked in surprise.
"You haven't had breakfast yet, right? You must be hungry."
"That's right, yeah," he tried a smile, one that didn't quite look nervous anymore. Just genuinely happy. He decided he liked your company. "Okay, it's a dat- deal. It's a deal."
"You're cute," you said, laughing again.
He wondered if he looked as flustered as he felt. He wondered why he felt so warm and fuzzy inside.
Throughout the entire day, two words echoed through his mind, almost making him wanna twirl and giggle like a teenage boy again.
I'm cute.
mcu brought the definition of self-care into a whole new level and i appreciate that 💖
hey (with the intentions of holding your hand and walking in the rain with you)
All the Phase 4 MCU shows have been a duo/two-person story. We have:
1) Elizabeth Olsen and Paul Bettany playing a married couple with kids.
2) Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan playing frenemies-turned-brothers in arms.
3) Tom Hiddleston and Sophia Di Martino playing enemies-turned-friends-turned-lovers.
4) Jeremy Renner and Hailee Steinfeld playing a mentor and mentee with father-daughter vibes.
And now we have…
5) Oscar Isaac and Oscar Isaac playing an introverted British man being forced on a trip around the world by his American mercenary alter.
looking at my screen and waiting everything happening in my head will be typed itself somehow