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deva-arts · 1 month ago

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Now do the spirit animals for all your other ocs

Monica: Siberian Tiger

Seraphina: Sumatran Tiger

Vincent- Honey Badger

Amon- Kodiak Bear

Nathaniel- Australian Giant Cuttlefish

Sonia- Red Fox

Eric- Spotted Hyena

Magnus: Thoroughbred Horse

Strohl: Barbary Lion

Katya: Savannah Cat

Aura: Glass Octopus

Verra: Giant Panda

Han: Himalayan Cat

Titan- Hippopotamus

Karin- Spider tailed Horned Viper

Samuel- Red Wolf

This is all based off of their respective traits and behavior in reference to the animal, not so much power scale.

Very brief explanation under the cut!

Monica: She's huge. She's powerful. She's a force of nature! It makes sense that her spirit animal would be a tank like the siberian tiger. They're the largest tiger species and even freak out smaller tigers.

Seraphina: She learned from the best! While not as large or strong as her mother was, she is still a force to behold. Sera is incredibly fierce, determined, and brave, which fits the animal. I also find them to look a lot more whiskery and cute so...

Vincent: How do you survive in a world where everything is bigger, stronger, and lethal? be loud! be angry! be aggressive! DESTROY. If you scream it out enough, they'll believe you. Not even lions mess with a pissed Honey Badger. They are also immune to snake venom out of pure tolerance. Metal.

Amon: Large and fluffy but still incredibly deadly, Amon sticks to his guns and goes about his life... While taking no shit in the process. He's also the beefiest and has the best hair. Kodiak bears are the biggest species of brown bear!

Nathaniel: Never underestimate the Cuttlefish. It has so many cards up its tentacles! including camouflage, great intelligence, hypnotism, and also perception of different light wavelengths. They're kind of jacks of all trades. I also find their huge noggins funny. Lol, Nate's big head.

Sonia: She's a yapper, she's playful, and she's a bouncy, kind of flighty person overall. Sonia is also known for her very... Foxy personality. It makes sense that part of her persona uses a Vixen! I also think the red suits her hair.

Eric: He's also a yapper. He loves to laugh, even when it's not appropriate! Life needs more fun. Eric is social, dynamic, and works well in a team. Hyenas are also known to be pretty intelligent and affectionate... At least among themselves.

Magnus: He's the créme de la créme. Millions upon millions of dollars and a sacrifice made by the head of operations behind VENUS was poured into his making. He is no clone. Nay, he is a prince, and the world is his inheritance. Thoroughbreds are the most expensive, high-end breeds out there. One of them, Fusaichi Pegasus, was sold for $70 million.

Strohl: Barbary Lions were hunted to near extinction, and now exist today in private collections, often to royalty and their sanctuaries. They're a gorgeous breed, with thicker, beautiful manes and intense eyes. It's odd, to think something so powerful exists in captivity. It is safe, living a rich life... But it is still a slave.

Katya: Savannah cats are a breed between domestic cats and african Servals. While many consider them to be higher range pets with beautiful pelts and an exotic size, they're still just as wild and tempermental as their ancestry allows... Some people find this out a bit too late.

Aura: Glass Octopids are a rather mysterious lot. They pretty rare and hard to spot in the oceans they're from! It's to the point that they can be found anywhere in their subtropical habitats, with few known habits and behaviors. They're also bioluminescent <3

Verra: She might be able to call upon the beasts she finds in her dreams, but regular, human Verra is pretty soft hearted. She doesn't care for conflict and prefers to live a easier life without stress. Sera worries sometimes about her lack of self preservation, though...

Han: She's partially bred with chimeric DNA, sourced and spliced from cats and beastshifters. She's got a very feline temperament because of it. She is also quite fluffy! She rivals huskies in shed yields.

Titan: Extremely, extremely aggressive, territorial, and deadly. Hippos kill 500 people a year. Lions kill 22. A hippo can bite you in half just for being in the general proximity of their river. Not even a crocodile does that. Hippos are essentially muscle tanks of mass death and terror, and they can also run up to 28 mph. So.

Karin: This bird-eating snake lures them in using their peculiar tails. The tails crawl and move around like spiders do when dragged on rocks, and the snake knows exactly how to make it seem like a juicy, perfect treat for the birds. Once the bird flies close enough, the snake bites it with several shots of venom and enjoys its meal. A fitting animal for a recruiter.

Samuel: Wolves are strong alone and stronger together, and their ability to fight for a united cause reflects Samuel quite well. He is ambitious but also focused and dedicated to his mission, doing his best to make sure his team pulls through... Even when he lives in a world that is full of threats.

#devarambles #nathanieltag #vincenttag #soniasanderstag #seraphinatag #amontag #rickytag #doctorstrohltag #katyatag #samueltag #verratag #monica hayes herrera #karintag #i think that’s all the tags #no amon wouldnt have a reptile for a spirit animal #his personality is different he has a lot more warmth to his character #too hot blooded. lol.#ark_systema

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illiana-mystery · 7 months ago

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WIP Whenever

Ooh, haven't done one of these in a while. So let's do something about that. 😁

I have two WIPs that I would like to share with you. Those two WIPs being the upcoming Chapter 6 of Chasing Foxy and a short story featuring our favorite handyman, Bobby Hicks!

Since my other Bobby fic is on temporary hiatus, I figured that it would be nice to give you a little short story to tide you over until I update the big fic.

Hope you enjoy and read to the end for a special short fic announcement! 😁

Taglist: @ghnaim24, @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @emily-ella-nightshade89, @goodoldcharley, @writingkitten, @crowtoed, @dreamlikedesires

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One Thumb Down

*This is a prequel to He Won't Hurt You*

It seemed like such a normal, summertime Thursday afternoon at The Magic Castle.

The birds were still chirping loudly, the sun was beaming over all of Orlando, and the children were out playing despite the heat.

For a moment in time, you walked outside...just standing by the front door.

Happily, you watched the children play while also enjoying the burning sunlight you didn't mind too much.

Honestly, it reminded you of better days from your childhood where you had not a care in the world and no responsibilities.

But you were soon taken out of your daydream and forced back into reality when you heard familiar footsteps.

Quickly, you made your way back inside and behind the front desk before he could see you.

Sure he liked you, but he was a stickler for rules.

You already had your lunch break, so now it was time to get back to work. Plus, you did like to keep him happy and impressed with you.

Despite your large age gap, you had a massive crush on the motel manager you called your boss…

Robert William Hicks.

But everyone called him Bobby.

He was well within his 50s, but he still oozed sex appeal and he knew it. He dressed as a younger man all the time and wasn't afraid to wear tight short sleeves and muscle shirts during the summer.

You couldn't help but stare.

Also, you always liked older men, but Bobby really took the cake.

The door soon swung open a few minutes after you got settled back to your post. And in walked the manager himself.

He was red from head to toe, his face sweating profusely.

But yet, he still looked like a snack and a half.

It was a muscle shirt day and the sweat-covered cotton clung to his abs while his cargo shorts tightly clung onto his junk. His nose freckles looked exceptionally pronounced, and his sandy brunette hair was damp and curled like you liked.

He was a sight to behold, but you had to stay calm. You had to be professional, so you immediately looked him in his beautiful cyan eyes as he approached you.

“Any lodgers give you trouble while I was working on our A/C unit?” he asked, concern dripping in his tone.

“No, it's been quiet,” you reply, pretending to start typing since looking into his eyes made your knees weak. “I have been trying to watch those kids though. Ever since you caught that creep, I've been worried about them.”

He warmly smiled before he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Neveah, I appreciate your big heart but watching over those kids is my responsibility not yours. You're my intern. You don't have to worry about the wellbeing of the lodgers.”

“I know. But still,” you moaned, before admitting, “I was almost taken advantage of by a predator when I was around their age. I wish I had you to save me. Luckily he was arrested before he could molest me.”

Bobby looked horrified as he slowly took his hand from your shoulder. His action worried you a little, until he walked behind you and hugged you.

Swiftly, you turned around in his grasp and hugged him back, trying to hold in your tears.

“It's okay, Nev. I had no idea. I'm so sorry that happened to you. I hope that bastard is still rotting in prison.”

"He is,” you assured him.

“Good. I'm glad Sheriff Rugg is tough on predators like that jackass,” he huffed. “You okay though? I didn't mean to open any old wounds.”

“I'm okay, Bobby,” you replied as he let you go.

“Good,” he said with a warm smile. “Now I'm gonna go back into my office. But feel free to knock if you need anything.”

“I will,” you responded immediately.

He chuckled before leaving you alone at the desk.

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Chasing Foxy

*I had to sneak this in. You're welcome. 😉*

"Virgil, honey, are you okay?"

He somberly looked down at the young woman, tears forming in his eyes, before replying,

"No, not really."

"You want to talk about it," she asked after she sat her up and put her arm around him.

"I guess it would help."

"You don't have to if you don't want to. I just want to help if I can," she assured him, before he tucked his head into her shoulder. She rubbed his arm after.

"I don't want you to think lesser of me...that's why I'm hesistating."

"I could never think lesser of you, Virgil. But again, only tell me if you're comfortable."

"I had a nightmare," he tried to calmly start. "A reoccurring one, might I add."

"Does it have to do with some form of your stress?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid so," he replied, before taking another deep breath. "I keep seeing all of the people that are hurting me and stressing me...I keep seeing them die in horrible, violent ways. And I'm fearful, of course, but then get chased by this ominous shadow that possesses me. It has an awful, terrifying voice and cackle. And it wakes me up every time...well usually after it tells me that they had it coming. That they deserved such horrific deaths."

Foxy was a bit horrified by what she heard, but did her best not to show it on her face. Since their dinner, she knew Norman was troubled. And just because he was having nightmares like that, didn't mean he was gonna act upon them.

Sometimes violent fantasies came from fear and uncertainty, not always the want of revenge.

At least she hoped that was the case with Norman to.

"Do these nightmares involve Harry or just the people over you at Oscorp?"

"Just my board members and the military contractors I've been working with," he quickly answered. "I could never hurt Harry in such a violent manner even if he causes me stress too. He's my only son and I still love him."

"I know, I know. It's okay. I just needed clarification," she assured him. "Now, look at me."

He obeyed, exposing his bashful blues.

"Honey, I'm sorry you're being mentally tormented by such awful dreams. But sometimes our dreams are warnings of what's to come if we don't change our actions in reality. Norman, I know you're a good man. But you can easily fall into darkness if you don't seek out help. That's why I want to help you. You have way too much on your plate and you can't do all of this on your own. It's not possible. I know we already made a breakthrough at dinner, but I'll reassure you again that I'm not going anywhere. I'll still have my johns, but you're my special baby boy and I mean that."

He softly smiled at her, before he buried his head in her shoulder again. She kept rubbing his arm to calm him, until she started to softly sing,

"I'm what you need, and I've got what you want. Put your trust in me, I won't let you down. Give me a chance, let me prove my love for you, babe. I'm what you need. Give me the chance to prove my love. Boy I'll never let you down. I know that you've been hurt before. I'll wipe the tears baby from your eyes. You've got to learn to trust again. Give me your lovin' baby, please give in. I'm what you need."

"You sing so beautifully, mommy," he whispered.

"Thank you, honey," she replied. "You feeling a little better? Or do I need to give you a little more TLC? Maybe another pegging session to relieve your stress? We'd have to make it quick though."

"No, I just want to cuddle," he bashfully said. "But I should probably also be honest with you."

"What do you mean?"

"I hope you don't leave me for this, but I'm bisexual. I may have dated a man when I was in college for two years."

"Aww, Virgil," she cooed. "I figured. But there's nothing wrong with that. You're amongst friends."

"Wait, what?"

She giggled.

"I'm bisexual too. I had a girlfriend when I studied at Hunter College. We broke up after I became a full time sex worker though. We just drifted apart. Her name was Lani. She was a gorgeous Polynesian woman. I miss her, but she has a husband and kids now."

"Oh, I see. I'm sorry it didn't work out."

"Yeah, but if it did, I wouldn't have met you," she replied with a warm smile. "And I wouldn't want that at all."

Norman blushed.

"May I ask who this handsome young man was that you dated in college?"

"You're gonna be shocked when I tell you."

"Try me."

"It was Otto. Otto was my boyfriend."

Foxy's face dropped. She couldn't believe it.

"Wait, really?! Otto? The man I just met? The adorable middle-aged teddy bear man with the hot wife?!"

Norman nodded.

"Yep, that man. Otto Gunther Octavius. He was my boyfriend. We had a wonderful relationship, but we broke up to keep out friendship intact. He was an amazing lover, like you are. That dildo I requested was actually the same length and girth as Otto's cock..."

Foxy gasped in shock.

"No way! He's big too? Damn!"

"Oh yeah. I used to be a bit sore after we fucked, but it was a nice stress reliever. That's why I requested the pegging service."

"Now it all makes sense," she hummed.

"Yeah," he bashfully replied, before continuing. "I miss what we had, but I'm so glad he met Rosie. She's an angel. And hot as you put it. She was even hotter back in the day."

"I can imagine," Foxy giggled. "Does she know you dated?"

"No, she nor Emily knew. We did tell them we were bisexual though and they didn't seem to mind. Thankfully."

"Well, good. I'm glad they accepted you," Foxy responded.

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Okay! Now here's the special announcement! I'm working on a new "Molinaverse Care Fic".

You may remember I wrote one a couple of months ago called Scientifically Accurate Angel featuring Otto.

Well, now I'm featuring Dr. Harding Hooten in his own "care fic" which is titled Cycle of Care. So stay tuned for that! It will be coming soon! 😁

#wip #current wip #my wips #wips #work in progress #wip whenever #fanfiction #fanfic #my fanfic #my fanfiction #get hyped #bobby hicks #norman osborn #octogoblin

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rubykgrant · 3 years ago

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Now that all the outfits for everybody are done, I can talk a little bit about what clothes I drew for them, and why. So, here are all the Sarges~

1 is the default Sarge. Work-out clothes are probably what he’d live in forever if other people didn’t encourage him to change it around. He has multiple tank-tops and pants in different colors, but whichever he wears, one of them will always be RED

2 is lumberjack Sarge! A red flannel shirt definitely looks good on him. Like a lot of stuff he’d wear, this is something that’s comfortable when working outside, and also stands up well to rough treatment

3 is basically what he’d wear if he was a monster hunter... behold, Scruffy the Vampires Slayer! It also makes him feel a little bit like Hellboy (his favorite super hero). A soft leather jacket and cowboy boots are perfect for the tough-guy look

4 is foxy grandpa! Something mildly stylish and fancy. The darker shirt with the pale pants is kind of a sleek look for him, and the red trim on the shirt would be slightly shiny thread

5 is kinda just his chill summer outfit (if Sarge is capable of being chill). I like the pattern of baseball shirts, and I also like to switch it up sometimes by making the lighter color around the collar/sleeves

6 Sarge definitely has a lot of camo-pattern stuff, but completely ignored the practically of actual camouflage, because it is always in shades of red! This is also just another example of him living in work-out clothes

7 is another somewhat fancy outfit, but a little more formal. A dark jacket and a red turtle-neck sweater makes his feel all dapper

8 is a white long-sleeve shirt with an... interesting pattern. Don’t worry, those aren’t REAL blood splatters. He mostly likely did it himself, staining the shirt on purpose with what he claims was “the blood of my enemies!” (it actually started with an accidental red paint drip, so he just added to it)

9 he gets a hippie peace-sign shirt for ironic reasons (the best reasons). Also, he avoids wearing blue too often on principal, but in the spirit of peace, he’ll also wear his faded ripped jeans from time to time

10 is another dad-look. A red button-up shirt and brown slacks, perfect for going to dinner at Applebee’s or shopping at the hardware store

#red vs blue #rvb #sarge

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recentanimenews · 5 years ago

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Ranking Luffy's 20 Best Knockouts For The One Piece Anime's 20th Anniversary

We love One Piece because of its themes - the idea that, because the ocean is so vast, you'll one day find a place where you belong. That even though others may tear you down or forget about you, your dreams will never die. That it's your duty to stand up for your friends, because you know they'd stand up for you. Those are all beautiful and well developed motifs in the One Piece world. But you know what else is beautiful and well developed in the One Piece world? Luffy's ability to knock someone out.

Thanks to Luffy's grit and Gum Gum powers, we've been treated to some of the best KO's in anime history in One Piece. And I think, since the 20th anniversary of the anime is October 20th, 2019, we should celebrate twenty of them here. And I think, in the first spot, we should have...

20. Don Krieg

I'm gonna start with this one because it always felt like Luffy, using Gum Gum Gatling, and then Gum Gum Pistol, and then 2 Gum Gum Bazookas, and finally finishing off Krieg with Gum Gum Giant Gavel, was executing a combo move. Like if he'd accidentally pressed X instead of B at the end there, he would've gone for another Gum Gum Pistol and lost the quick time event.

19. Charlotte Cadenza

This one earns a spot on the list because of the desperation of it. We don't usually see Luffy go all MMA on someone, but in trying to make his way back to meet Sanji, he chokes out one of the big quintuplets. That's raw, and I hope that, when Luffy finally faces down Blackbeard again, he busts out a Rear Naked Choke on him or at least a Kimura Armlock.

18. Holdem

This obviously isn't the first Red Hawk that Luffy's ever used (Other notable uses include his fight against Byrnndi World in the 3D2Y special, against Hody Jones, and in that awesome tag team attack with Law against Doflamingo.) But with work by key animator Takashi Kojima, his Red Hawk against Holdem is especially beautiful. I could watch it all day. And I have.

17. Oars

Luffy gets the chance to knock out not one, but two giants in Thriller Bark, with the first being Oars and the second being a Gecko Moria that's gone all Shadow's Asgard on everybody. However, I'm gonna give this spot to Oars. Not only does this Gigant Bazooka come after a battle with the entire Straw Hat crew, but we also get an X-Ray of Oars' spine as it happens. It's pretty rad.

16. Kuro

I can't imagine that, even after evaluating every possible outcome or option, that "Man of a Thousand Plans" Captain Kuro would've thought that he'd be defeated by a goofy rubber head screaming in his face and then caving his skull in. It's not the most humiliating way to go out, but considering Kuro spent years trying to enact the perfect scheme and talking trash about being a pirate, it's on up there.

15. Foxy

I'm a Foxy stan, a Long Ring Long Land Big Fan, and a Davy Back apologist. I LOVE this arc, and I love Foxy. But that doesn't mean that I didn't rejoice when Luffy finally got the win here. However, I have to give most of the credit to Bin Shimada, who is the best at voicing truly obnoxious One Piece villains (He also voice Wapol.) Heck, he's one of the best at voicing villains in general, as his versatility has also led him to being behind the roar behind Dragon Ball's Broly.

14. Usopp

Oh, I picked a sad one. The battle between Luffy and Usopp is the most depressing in One Piece's history, with Usopp pouring everything he has into a fight where defeat is almost 100% inevitable, and Luffy being forced to beat up the crew member that he often relates to the most. As a fight, it's equal parts thrilling and depressing, and as the start of the perfect Water 7/Enies Lobby arcs, it's....also equal parts thrilling and depressing.

13. Buggy

This is the battle that would set the standard for inventive conclusions to One Piece fights and even though it's less dramatic than some of the finishing blows to come, it deserves a spot on this list due to how iconic it feels now. It's a final fight that teaches you that One Piece just might be somethng special when it comes to handing defeat to its villains.

12. Cracker

I like this fight because it establishes two things: 1) It makes Luffy a genuine threat to the stability and heirarchy of Whole Cake Island (even if he's not ready to take on Big Mom directly yet), and 2) It shows us that the Sanji Retrieval Team can get the job done. Also, I like pairing this fight with the last one with Buggy, because in both cases, it's Luffy getting a crucial assist from Nami and they make a great team.

11. Lucci

Luffy's fight against Rob Lucci is one of the most well-constructed fights in anime, a contest that flip flops between a battle of nearly equal strengths, a desperate underdog journey, and an immensely satisfying and almost terrifying conclusion. Luffy closing his eyes and screaming while pummeling Lucci through the wall is such a visceral, violent way to end this fight and shows that while clever inventiveness can be handy in a battle on the Grand Line, sometimes you just need sheer will.

10. Sea King

Not only is this a "Yeah! One Piece is the best!" punch, but it's also an integral part of the "We Are" opening. If I was a DJ, I'd play that song at every club I worked at. People would be like "DJ MERRY, PLAY THE LATEST POST MALONE!" and I'd be like "Right on it!" and then I'd just play "We Are" again.

9. Wapol

As I mentioned, Wapol is one of the most obnoxious anime villains out there. So if he didn't get something that would deserve a spot on this list, I would've rioted, or at least been very disappointed on Twitter. Luckily, Wapol, pleading with Luffy, gets rocketed into the Drum Island stratosphere. It's literally the nicest option for him.

8. Doflamingo

Doflamingo's defeat is a long time coming. Shown as a particularly malicious guy back during the Skypiea arc, then shown to be an agent of the underworld with a hand in weapons and trafficking, then revealed to be the false king of Dressrosa, he's needed a punch to the everywhere for almost 15 years of One Piece's run. And Luffy gives it to him, knocking him down through the streets of the city that he terrorized for so long.

7. Blueno

Power-ups are fairly expected in shows like One Piece. But that's not a diss on them at all. I LOVE when a protagonist gets notably stronger and can pull off cool new moves and maybe gets a new haircut. But Luffy going Second Gear and then absolutely making a mockery of Blueno is something to behold. Blueno's look of stunned disbelief makes it even better, and it's just a warm-up for the war against the rest of CP9 to come.

6. Crocodile

For most of the Alabasta arc, Luffy is 0-2 in battles against Crocodile. But, while Dvorak's New World Symphony: 4th Movement plays, Luffy uses the blood that he's shed to counter Crocodile's sand to knock him up through Alubarna. It's rare to hear someone call "rubber bro uses his magical fists to shatter the internal organs of an evil desert-themed gentleman" a truly majestic scene, but this is beautiful work. If there was a Church of Eiichiro Oda, this would be painted on the ceiling. Get lost, Michelangelo.

5. Arlong

The trend of "Luffy beats the main villain of the arc by knocking him through something large" that we've seen with foes like Crocodile, Enel, Lucci, and Doflamingo was established here with Arlong. Horrified at the way that he's treated Nami, Luffy uses a Gum Gum Battle-Axe to turn Arlong's vertebrate into chowder.

4. Enel

Luffy using the body of a psychopathic tyrant to ring the Shandorian Bell, thus proving to Mont Blanc Noland's descendent that the City of Gold did exist and freeing the citizens of Skypiea from Enel's reign is both poetic and just a cool looking set piece. It's a reminder of just how fulfilling reading/watching One Piece is, and how the details of the story often culminate in these big, lovely bouquets of fisticuffs and never lose any of their meaning or importance along the way.

3. Katakuri

No, this isn't a typical knockout, as Luffy falls down first and Katakuri dropping feels like more of a spiritual defeat than a physical one. But with the knockout of Katakuri comes the changing of an ideology, and the allowance of failure, something that Katakuri had never given himself before. So it not only signals the end of the fantastic main duel of the arc, but legitimate character growth for the antagonist. Also, it comes after the Fourth Gear Snake Man fight, which is one of the best animated episodes in the entire show.

2. Charlos

The most gif'd moment of One Piece ever, Luffy punching Charlos so hard that it seems to break the anime needs no explanation. It's perfect.

1. Bellamy

"Do I know how to throw a punch, you ask?" Luffy rearranging Bellamy's skull after Bellamy mocks his belief in dreams and myth is a perfect distillation of one of the themes of One Piece: Those who believe in something VS Those who simply want to tear down those beliefs. And though the fight to follow your dreams and live a free life on the sea would continue, Luffy scored a victory for it here. Dreams: 1, Bellamy's Ability To Go Without A Neck Brace: 0.

What is your favorite One Piece knockout? Do you agree with the placements on this list? Let us know in the comments!

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nyrandrea · 6 years ago

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The Night Shift

Sorry for the longer wait but here’s another chapter! The whole story so far is also available to read on ao3!

Mike managed to survive the night, but what’s he gonna do now? Go back? Surely not....

Small warning for swears and mention of blood.

Chapter 3 - The Fresh Start

This was the only time when he felt truly calm.

No stress, no anxiety. Just a cocoon of warmth, dark and protection keeping him safe from the outside world. With a small smile of content, he snuggled in to his side. If only this could last forever…

A shrill beeping brought everything back to reality.

With a small moan of protest, Mike slowly opened his eyes, wincing when the bright rays of the sun blinded him through his window.

‘Ugh…how long have I been asleep…?’

He lazily turned his head to look at the alarm clock, which was still beeping away. It was 4pm in the afternoon, still early.

Resisting the temptation to roll over and doze, he forced himself to get up from bed and stumbled throughout his apartment. The space was pitifully small, with his living room and kitchen being literally combined and his bedroom and bathroom were so small that even a mouse would feel claustrophobic.

But hey, beggars can’t be choosers. At least it was clean and comfortable.

Mike went through to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water before dumping himself onto the couch, taking a long drink. His strained throat was incredibly grateful.

With a satisfied sigh, he set the glass down and rubbed his temples, he finally had a moment to properly think.

What…what happened last night?

‘Went to work, checked the cameras as usual, things went south, animatronics came after me, the door wouldn’t work and…’

Mike’s eyes snapped open.

The whole incident was a blur and he couldn’t remember much, but he could recall how the fox animatronic towered over him, the glint of his hook in the faded lights. Mike tried to fight back but…somehow, the robot started talking.

Mike knew that he was incredibly lucky even to just be sitting here, instead of being stuffed into one of those backstage Freddy suits, probably gutted and slowly bleeding to death. He instinctively shuddered at the thought.

‘Yeah…probably shouldn’t think of that.’ Mike reminded himself.

But it did make him think. Somehow, he had managed to convince one of those things not to kill him. Just by talking to it.

Well, lying would be the more accurate term. He honestly didn’t think it would have even worked.

But what about tonight?

He may have managed to fend Foxy off but that was only on the terms that somehow he would talk to Freddy.

Mike never thought he would dread such a…goofy sounding name.

But alas, Freddy was the leader of the group. According to Foxy, his word meant law in that pizzeria, and right now he really wanted Mike stuffed into a suit.

‘I have to convince him that I’m not an endoskeleton, otherwise I’m dead.’

Though there was still the option of just…not going back at all. Why was he even questioning this?

Mike frowned, there was always this niggling presence at the back of his mind that beckoned him to go every night, despite the horrors that awaited him. It was like…he had unfinished business there or something. He needed to go back.

‘God, I’m such a dumbass.’ Mike thought to himself as he covered his face and let out a defeated sigh.

He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. This was only his third week and he had already had a complete mental breakdown. During the day he would flinch at the slightest of noises, jump at moving shadows.

He was an absolute wreck.

To further prove this point, he nearly leaped from the couch when there was a light knock at the door.

“Mr. Schmidt?” A small voice called out from behind the door, “Mr. Schmidt, it’s Aaron.” There was a small pause. “I um…think I left my ball in your apartment. Mister?”

Mike was taking a moment to comprehend what was even going on before it dawned on him.

“Shit…” The guard quietly swore as he scrambled to get up from the couch before turning to the door, “J-Just wait a moment, I’ll…go look for it!” He shouted as he practically started to run towards his bedroom to get some pants and a shirt on.

Aaron lived just a few rooms down in the apartment complex, kid was about…eleven or twelve? Mike didn’t really know, but he was young. He had moved in not so long ago with his mother who…was quite another story altogether.

As soon as Mike looked decent enough, he looked around his messy flat for the spherical toy. How it managed to get in here was beyond him…

But lo and behold, there it was. Sitting in the corner of the living room/kitchen.

The guard frowned but decided not to question it as he picked the ball up and moved to the front door, opening it up to the little boy, who beamed when he saw the object in Mike’s arms.

“You lookin’ for this, champ?” Mike jested as he lightly tossed it to the kid, who caught it with ease.

“Oh man, thanks Mr-“

“Mike.” The guard interrupted, “Mister makes me feel old….”

Aaron stopped but nodded.

“So uh…how’s things…?” Mike started.

“Fine.” The child bluntly answered, switching his gaze down to the ball as he dropped it to the ground and rolled it around with his foot.

Mike gave him a sympathetic look. He had sort of took to looking after the kid every now and then, taking him out to play soccer or to grab a bite to eat. Aaron always asked hm to take him to Fazbear’s but he refused.

Always.

In a way, he had sort of become like a discount big brother figure. But it wasn’t right. None of it was. He just didn’t know what to do. And with work becoming more of a problem for Mike, he just couldn’t be around to look out for the kid all that much anymore, and he was worried about the consequences it could bring.

He decided to at least ask, maybe get more of a grasp of what was going on.

“How’s your…?”

“She’s fine.” The boy curtly answered again, before asking, “Hey, do you wanna hang out later?”

Mike frowned but quickly covered it up with a smile, he decided not to push the topic further.

“Sorry champ, but I have to drop into work today.”

“I thought you worked at night.” Aaron said, his tone dropping to one of disappointment.

“Paperwork to sort out, just boring adult stuff.” Mike lied, though he would have taken paperwork over dealing with homicidal robots any day.

“Oh…” Aaron trailed off with a thoughtful expression.

Oh God, Mike knew that look.

‘Don’t ask to come. Don’t ask to come. Don’t ask to-‘

“Can I come with ya?”

‘Damn it.’

“You know why I can’t do that.” Mike sighed, crossing his arms.

“Because it’s work.” Aaron sarcastically drawled out with a roll of his eyes, “But c’mon, just say I’m your like…. apprentice or somethin’!”

“You’re eleven.”

“Twelve!” The boy corrected, not looking best pleased.

“I can’t.” The guard tried to change the subject quickly, “But I can bring back a pizza, yeah? Then we can hang out.”

“…Fine.” Aaron pushed up his massive glasses and gave Mike a determined look, “But all the other kids get to go there.”

Mike chuckled, a little in amusement, mostly in nervousness. Oh, if he only knew.

Actually, he took that back. No child should witness the horrors of that place.

Before Mike could say anything else, Aaron kicked his ball down the hall and chased after it, “I’ll be at the park so get me there!” He shouted, before adding, “And bring pepperoni!”

Mike gave a light sigh, “Right.”

Closing the door behind him, he glanced down at his watch, it was nearly 5pm. The place would be shutting soon. If he was going to return tonight, he was going to need help to somehow get Freddy’s attention without getting himself killed. Foxy seemed to be his best option, but was he even operational during the day?

Mike took a deep breath.

“Ah, screw it.” The guard mumbled as he quickly grabbed his coat, “I’ll take my chances.”

Besides, he did promise that kid a pizza.

As he pushed the large glass doors open, he was met with nothing but absolute chaos.

Children were running and screaming everywhere, food and toys flew across the restaurant. It was difficult to avoid being hit and not trip up over the hyperactive kids, but Mike managed nonetheless.

A few of the parents seemed as though they were trying to calm their own children down, but most of them were either outside smoking or were sitting at the tables, just…not bothering. Mike slowly managed to get through to the dining area, where he noticed exhausted looking staff trying to keep up with the amount of orders they were receiving. The waitresses struggled to manoeuvre their way through the crowds while balancing steaming hot trays of pizza on their hands.

Huh. Maybe his job wasn’t so bad after all.

“Excuse me, sir?” A bored voice called out to him. Mike looked around until he saw a slim, blonde woman, looking roughly in her thirties coming towards him with a stern, scrutinised look.

“Sir, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

“What? Why?” Mike asked, a little surprised. He hadn’t done anything, had he?

“Adults must be accompanied with a child to get a table.” She paused as she looked him up and down, almost like she was judging him for even existing.

“Oh, no, no. You don’t understand. I work here. I’m the Night Guard, my name’s Mike Schmidt.” He explained, hoping she would at least be a little friendlier, now that she knew he was part of the staff.

But that didn’t seem to be the case, as she sighed and held out her heavily manicured hand.

“Your ID, please?”

‘You’ve gotta be kidding me.’ Mike thought with a frown.

“Michael?” A new voice called out, “Michael Schmidt?”

A tall, rounded man with greying hair came up from behind her, his blue suit and red tie could be easily spotted from a mile off, even in this crowd.

“Mr…Mr. Hastings…!” Mike called back in a wavering voice, his lips upturned in a nervous grin.

Shit. Why was the manager out on the floor? He was usually holed up in his office during the day.

“It’s alright, Julie. He’s with us.” Hastings said with a dismissive wave to the woman, who simply shrugged and walked off, not really seeming to care all that much.

Mike swallowed as the older man turned back to him.

“What on earth are you doing here during daylight hours, son?” He asked before his smile turned into a sour frown, “You’re not quitting already, are you?”

“N-no sir…I was just passing by.” He answered as he gave a quick glance towards Pirate’s Cove. The curtains were shut, he wondered if Foxy was even active right now.

“Ah. Good.” Hastings let out a small sigh of relief, “We’ve lost too many guards already…”

‘Gee. I wonder why.’ Mike bitterly fought the urge to roll his eyes.

“Well, I best be moving along. The paperwork isn’t going to sort itself out, eh?”

Mike forced a fake smile, “Right.”

Mr. Hastings gave the guard a small nudge on the shoulder and motioned towards the stage, “The show’s about to start, you should stick around, Michael. Get a discount on the food while you’re at it too. Enjoy!” With that, his boss walked off.

Mike finally managed to drop the smile and sighed. He never really did like that man, there was always something…off about him.

His thoughts were interrupted as the lights suddenly dimmed down and the room went silent, all eyes turned to the show stage. A bright spotlight focused on the curtains and a booming voice called out through the surrounding speakers.

“Greetings Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria! We hope you’re enjoying your pizza and are having tons of fun today!”

The speaker paused for a moment as if he were waiting for a huge uproar of cheers and such, but the only noise was that of a few children arguing over a toy, and their parent scolding them. After an excruciating prolonged silence, he continued.

“Now you’re all in for a special treat, because a certain bear wants to come out and meet you!”

Mike couldn’t help but flinch at that.

“Now, everybody give a big welcome to…”

An exaggerated drumroll sounded out and several coloured lights started swivelling around the room. Kids gasped in amazement while the parents chuckled in amusement. Mike could only raise an eyebrow.

“Freddy Fazbear and the gang!”

The curtains shot open and the spotlight focused on the restaurant’s famous mascot, while two more shone upon Bonnie and Chica, who were to the right and left of him. The dining room went into utter chaos again as children shouted, cheered, clapped and cried. Mike wasn’t exactly sure if they were ecstatic or terrified.

He was the latter.

Thankfully, the noise eventually died down and Freddy held up his microphone. His jaw lowered ever so slightly before a deep but gentle voice resonated from him.

“Hello there children and welcome to my pizzeria, the best in town! I do hope you’re all enjoying yourselves today?”

As he lowered his microphone to the audience, there was a chorus of “Yeah Freddy!” or “We sure are, Freddy!” The animatronic bear nodded in approval.

“My, my…we sure do have a lot of talented young people in here, don’t we Bonnie?”

The violet bunny turned his head to Freddy before jerkily nodding, “We sure do, Freddy! There’s a ton of great guys and gals and I can’t wait to play with you all! We’re all gonna have lots of fun!”

Bonnie’s voice had a slightly higher pitch and an almost gravelled tone to it. Guess it was to fit the whole ‘Rockstar’ personality he had to go along with the red guitar he carried.

“Of course, we are!” A feminine voice added, with a slight accent to it. Chica held up her cupcake prop and waved to the crowd, before adding, “And remember to eat plenty of pizza, after all, mine’s the best in the entire world!” She cheered.

“They sure are, Chica.” Freddy nodded, “Nobody would doubt that!”

For once, Mike had to agree. Those pizzas that she apparently cooked and left for him at the start of his shifts were pretty damn delicious.

“Now, how about we sing a song for these lovely ladies and gents? Would you like that, kids?” Freddy asked as he put a mechanical paw up to his ear and leaned forward, cheers and shouts answered him.

Bonnie readied his guitar prop and Chica held up her…cupcake, while Freddy raised his microphone.

“Alright gang. Hit it!”

The three animatronics broke out into a number of cheesy songs about friendship and pizza. Mike had to stifle a laugh at how stiff and jerky they were, it was a stark contrast compared to how swiftly they moved at night.

With the staff busy and his boss out of sight, this was his chance.

Mike slowly made his way to Pirate’s Cove, trying not to look too suspicious. All the while, he kept an eye on the animatronic band still playing on stage, half-expecting them to suddenly jump off the stage and charge straight for him.

Luckily, they didn’t seem to even notice him as they kept singing and entertaining the children. As Mike reached the out of bounds stage, he opened a slit in the curtains and slipped through. Though as soon as he did, he was hit with complete darkness.

Squinting, he started to make his way through the empty show area, cursing his stupid ideas.

‘Damn, it’s dark. And quiet. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.’

He turned around to go back, only…he couldn’t even see the way back, there was no light to guide him. Mike held out his hands, hoping to feel for the curtains or even a wall to guide him back to the dining area, but to no avail.

How big was Pirate’s Cove? Mike had only thought it was a mini show stage or something, but right now it just seemed like a never-ending black abyss. Panic was starting to set in now…

Finally, he came across something. It felt…soft, so it wasn’t a wall. But it was too solid to be the curtains.

‘Oh God.’ Mike thought as his eyes widened. ‘Please tell me he’s offline.’

“Arghh…who be there?” A soft but gruff voice asked.

The guard immediately jumped back as a single yellow eye shone through the darkness and looked directly at him. Mike had to hold up a hand to shield his own eyes against the blinding light.

“Uh…” He started, wondering if now would be a good time to start running, “It’s Mike…w-we talked last night…?”

The eye blinked for a moment, “The endo’ who’s not an endo’?”

“Right…”

Did Foxy not remember his name? It hadn’t even been 24 hours yet.

“Ye ain’t ever been in during the day before.” The animatronic replied. The eye gained height and there was a sound of metal scraping together, Mike presumed he must have been standing up.

“Well…guess I’ve never really had a reason to before.” Mike reluctantly answered, panicking when the eye seemed to be turning away, leaving him in complete darkness once again.

That didn’t last long though, as a click suddenly brought all the lights back to life, illuminating the room. Mike had trouble adjusting his eyes for a moment, but he did manage to see Foxy standing nearby, his metal finger hovering over a switch.

“So what be yer reason now then, eh?”

“I…well…”

His mind stopped working for a moment as he looked around the now lighted area in awe. He had no idea there was a whole pirate themed room behind the small show stage. There were foam pirate swords stashed in a box, balloon palm trees and treasure chests and even a large wooden ship smack bang in the middle, carved out so it could act as a play area for children.

It was a kid’s paradise.

Despite the space being neglected for what Mike presumed were years, it was still immaculate. Did that mean Foxy was doing the housekeeping? He doubted it was the cleaning staff, nobody was allowed back here after all.

“Damn…this place is huge…” Mike muttered.

Foxy tilted his head.

“Ye act like ye’ve never seen it before. Didn’t ye say ye came here when ye were a wee lad?”

Shit, he forgot about that.

“Yeah, yeah I have. It’s just….” The guard nervously smiled, “Never realised how big it really was, y’know?”

Thankfully, Foxy seemed to buy it.

“Well, it be this pirate’s lair. Though it was…really for the kiddies…”

The animatronic’s ears drooped slightly. Mike couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy, despite his unease.

“How’s it so clean? Do you have a hoover back there or something?” He joked, hoping to lighten the mood somewhat.

“I like ta do a bit o’ dustin’ every now and then, keep it tidy for the wee ones.” Foxy said, brushing off a stray bit of dust from a prop.

“So…wait…you still put on shows in here then?” Mike asked, a little confused. He could have sworn that this place was off limits to…well, anyone.

“…No.” The fox shifted slightly, looking a bit embarrassed, “They put me out of order, they did.” There was an obvious hint of bitterness in his mechanical voice, Mike couldn’t help but feel a bit more on edge.

“Ok…well…place looks great.” Mike decided to get back to his original plan, “I actually came here to ask for your help.”

“Oh? This be about ol’ Freddy, I suppose.” Foxy stated, giving the guard a look.

“…Yeah.” Mike said with a sheepish grin, “Look, I really don’t want to have to fend for my life anymore and if…we can convince the others that I’m human-“

“Ye don’t get stuffed.”

“-I won’t die.”

Foxy let out a garbled equivalent of a sigh, he looked unsure.

“Look, ye seem like a nice lad, but I don’t see why-“

“Please.” Mike interrupted, desperation taking over him now. Foxy looked at the human with slight surprise, before curiously studying him.

“…Why don’t ye jus’ leave this place? That would probably solve yer problem.” There was a hint of sarcasm in the animatronic’s voice.

“I uh…” He really didn’t know how to word this, “I just have to. It’s my job.”

There was a beat of silence as the fox seemed to mull it over.

“…Yer a strange one.” Foxy finally said.

God, even the robot thought he was stupid.

“I could try, mate. No promises they’ll listen though. They be a stubborn trio.” The animatronic said with a shrug before tending to another one of his props, turning his back completely to the guard.

Seemed as though this was the best he was going to get. At least he actually had a bit of a chance now, albeit a small one.

“Um…well…thank you.” Mike awkwardly said as he slowly backed off towards the curtains, “I’ll show myself out, yeah? S-see you tonight.”

He could feel himself start to get jittery, so he quickly turned and made his way back to the dining area.

As soon as he touched the purple curtains, a cold metal hand grabbed his arm and pull him back. It took absolutely everything in him not to scream like hell.

“What are you-?!” Mike was cut off as the hand let go of his arm to clamp around his mouth instead, a little too tightly for his liking.

“Jus’ wait a wee minute!” Foxy whispered as he pulled the young man back into Pirate’s Cove before finally letting go. Mike rubbed at his sore face, he was lucky his damn teeth didn’t break.

“The fuck is wrong with you?” Mike angrily asked, though he suddenly regretted it as he remembered he was speaking to a seven-foot robot who could easily kill him without a moment’s hesitation.

The animatronic looked down to the floor for a moment, almost in shame.

“S-sorry…I shouldn’t have grabbed ye like tha’…”

“It’s…It’s fine.” Mike nervously crossed his arms, “What’s suddenly so urgent?”

Foxy continued to look down at the floor before sheepishly fiddling with his hook.

“Ye wouldn’ mind…stayin’ for a while, would ye? Can’t remember the las’ time I interacted with a human. This ol’ fox be a bit…lonely sometimes.”

Mike blinked in surprise, he certainly wasn’t expecting…this.

Even when he was being hunted, he had noticed that Foxy just seemed so…isolated from the others. Mike could relate to that, somewhat.

Plus, if he got this machine to trust him. It would help him in the long run, especially with tonight.

“Well, I…” He smiled slightly, “Suppose it couldn’t hurt to stay for a little while.”

Foxy’s look of shame quickly turned into a joyful, toothy grin that looked all the more unnaturally wide due to the slackened jaw. Even with the lights on, it was still terrifying. But Mike managed to swallow back his fear and nervously grinned back.

“Great!” Foxy said, excitement in his tone, “But we should probably keep our voices down, eh? Don’t want anyone else comin’ in.”

Mike swallowed.

“Right.”

“Now how abou’ a story? I’ve got a ton memorised on me hard drive!”

Before Mike could even respond, the animatronic launched them into a tale about how he single-handedly took down the most feared pirate captain that ever sailed the Seven Seas; Blackbeard.

As Foxy rambled on, Mike decided to sit down on the floor cross-legged, after a while he couldn’t help but start to get engrossed in the stories. Foxy was certainly good at his job.

He almost felt like a kid again.

Looks like Foxy might have a new BFF eh? :p

Let me know what y’all think!

Buy me a coffee~

Chapter 1 - The Attack

Chapter 2 - The Misunderstanding

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fanfiction #mike schmidt #foxy the pirate #freddy fazbear #bonnie #chica

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frangipanidownunder · 7 years ago

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The Continuing Adventures of Mulder and Scully in England

Inspired by a comment by @gladlybeyondanyxperience who suggested what Mulder might do should he get hold of the classic British biscuit - the Jammie Dodger. This is NSFW.

Also tagging @allyinthekeyofx, @agentelmo, @spensierataa @crossedbeams and @today-in-fic. And to all the other British philes who I’ve either forgotten or don’t know about, drop by and say hello to me. I might be downunder but I’m still a pom at heart!

Crumbs

She’s sitting at the wooden table as the sun lowers itself over the ocean. The cliffs are caught in an orange glow, the wild grasses along the edge fluttering in the breeze. A whirlwind of gnats circle in a funnel above a cascade of bright pansies in one of the pots that line the edges of the lawn. A gull swoops low and caws. She sips her Pimms and leans back in the chair. Peace is something she can never quite come to terms with back home. But here, especially at this time of the evening, it’s everywhere. In the humid air, in the echo of the barn owl, in the distant complaining of sheep, in the mesmeric roll of the waves below, in the vague hum of traffic, in the snap of the shade umbrella in the haphazard breeze. She can understand why Mulder wanted her to visit. It’s been about the memories for him, but for her, it’s been a chance to recharge.

When Mulder walks through the patio doors she knows he’d been at the nostalgia bar again.

“This is a Snakebite and black, Scully.”

“Oh God. Do I really want to know this, Mulder?”

“It’s equal parts cider and lager, with a shot of blackcurrant cordial. It was big back in the day.”

She smiles at his smile, his bubbling enthusiasm, the way his eyes sparkle, the way he raises his eyebrows as he drinks. She wishes she could have known him back then. Not quite burned by the mystery of his sister – perhaps spurred on by it; not burned out by the VCS, not burned alive by the conspiracies and the paranoia. Yet to be singed by her presence, her love.

“I’m surprised you can remember what was big back in the day with the amount of alcohol you must have consumed.”

He chuckles and sits with her for a while, watching night clouds slink across the sky. “This place is beautiful, isn’t it, Scully?”

Her eyes drift from the horizon to his face. His mouth is slightly parted. His eyes are half-closed. His chin is tilted up to where the first whispers of stars are winking.

“Everything is beautiful,” she says, reaching out for his hand and enjoying the rasp of his fingers between hers. “Thank you for bringing me here. You know I thought it was just another excuse for you to look for crop circles or the Loch Ness Monster or to make me eat my body weight in saturated fat every day.”

His fingers slither up her arm to her elbow and he chuffs out a shallow laugh. “I hold you in higher esteem than any of those things, Scully. You are worthy of so much more. You are the history of the British Museum, the mystery of Stonehenge, the smell of a bluebell wood, the lushness of spring grass, the perfume of a rose garden.”

She leans in towards him, nuzzling his neck. “I sense a ‘but’ coming, Mulder.”

He chuckles against her mouth and kisses her thoroughly before taking a sip of his concoction. “Are you up for a taste test?”

Her mouth is still tingling from his stubble but it’s energised her and she nods. “I have never been able to resist you, Mulder. Whatever the challenge.”

“This one is sweet, Scully,” he says, holding her chin gently in his fingers and dropping a kiss on her mouth. “Just like you.”

He returns with a tray filled with small plates. “This is the British biscuit challenge, Scully. I hope you’re ready.”

She finishes her Pimms and reaches for the water to clear her palate. “As ever, Mulder.”

He grins, selecting the first offering. “The classic plain sweet biscuit. A Rich Tea. Note the small dot pattern across the surface and the words baked into the surface.”

“Round biscuit, Rich Tea,” she says holding it up before biting into it. She swallows and smiles. “Quite nice. Nothing flash, but I like its simplicity.”

He nods. “You want something a bit more complex? This is your guy. A Digestive. Soft but wheaty.”

She nibbles the edge, her eyes narrowing. Then she takes a good sized bite and offers him the other half. “This is good, Mulder. Want to share?”

“Don’t let me deprive you of your favourite so far. But you might like the next one even better. Dark chocolate Digestive. Just a thin covering, enough to pique your interest, maybe?”

She brushes his fingers with hers, deliberately. The chocolate leaves its mark on his fingers and as she eats her biscuit, he licks his fingers clean. This time she eats the whole thing, savouring its sweet and salty combination. He takes her hand and licks her fingers and she slides her chair closer to his. He’s still holding her hand when he slides the next offering to her.

“Garibaldi. A biscuit with currants squashed between two sheets of dough. Sticky to the touch, soft and melting texture.”

She bites into the corner and lets the flavour sink in. “I can’t get the chocolate Digestive out of my mind. That will take some beating.”

His sigh is caught between want and need and she slips her foot between his legs and rubs. Her bare foot and his bare calf. He picks up a biscuit and shows her, twisting it in time to her foot’s movements. “We can now move on to the sandwich-style offerings. I think this is where things might get interesting.”

“More interesting, Mulder? I’m aflame already.” She takes the biscuit and laughs as she eats it.

“Bourbon. Chocolate buttercream wedged between chocolate biscuits, sprinkled with sugar. The tip is to prise the biscuits apart and use your teeth to eat the buttercream,” he says, a lazy smile spreading across those beautiful lips, “but clearly you’re more of an ‘if you like it, why not swallow it all in one go kind of woman’, Scully.” He watches her leg slide higher up so that her foot is wedged between his knees. He rubs her toes and she shrinks back a little, letting a fluttery giggle into the humid air. His touch can still elicit all the emotions from her.

“Lemon Puff,” he says, handing her the next sample. “Twist it and part the two biscuits.”

“I’ll eat it how I please,” she says, as his fingers move to her ankles, but she does as he suggests and the two sides pull apart with ease.

“Lick it.” He takes the plain side from her and eats it in one bite.

She shakes her head and puts her half on the plate in front of her. “Maybe later, Mulder. If you’re a good boy.”

He gives her the next biscuit. “Custard Cream. A classic. Needs no introduction.”

She takes a bite and crumbs fall over her lap. Mulder slips off his seat and kneels before her, his hands firm on her thighs, the thin cotton of her dress rising along with her arousal. He licks the skin of her thighs and she runs her hands through his hair. His tongue is strong as it curves from the top of her leg around to the inside where the skin is more sensitive.

“Mulder, there’s one more biscuit left.” She pulls up his face but his expression is set. He knows what he wants, what she wants.

“I’m saving the best for last, Scully.”

He smiles before his head lowers and she gasps when his teeth nip at the edges of her panties and he pulls at them. She obliges and instantly misses his heat at her core when she kicks them off. He nuzzles her, his nose pressing into her soft thigh. She shifts forward allowing him the better angle and the coil of his tongue lights her clit on fire. Her head falls back and she works with his rhythm, enjoying the roughness of his hands under ass, knowing the bruises will inspire a raft of Mulderisms and a smattering of soft kisses from those luscious lips of his.

But for now, she doesn’t care. She’s breathless with the laving of his tongue, with the circling of his thumb, with the brushing of his teeth over her plumped up flesh. She bucks at the first warning sign, a frisson running the length of her spine. The welling of arousal bubbles and she lets out a moan as he swipes and flattens and follows her curves. When he flickers his tongue over her clit and then presses it flat there, she calls out his name and he slips two fingers inside at a maddeningly slow pace, before withdrawing them. He repeats the move and she urges him on, fingers pulling at his hair. He laughs inside her and his movements send ripples of pleasure out from her stomach over her hips and down her legs. Her toes curl and the fire is stoked, flames cracking out and as he pushes his tongue deep inside her, she explodes. She clenches around his mouth, his chin. His nose is buried but he lets her ride it out and when he lifts his head, finally, the lower half of his face is shining in the half-light.

“Fuck, Mulder. That was hot.”

He pulls himself up and looks down at his groin, rubbing at himself. “We agree.” He sips his Snakebite and sits back down. As she adjusts her underwear and outerwear, he reaches for the last biscuit.

“What is that one called?”

He grins, holding it up. “A Jammie Dodger.”

She laughs out loud. “Pretty accurate description of you, I’d say. Cunning. Foxy.”

He nibbles around the edges and she waits for him to finish. His lips at work are something to behold.

“I thought the trick was to pull the two sides apart with the sandwich style biscuits, Mulder?”

He leans across to her, presenting her with the remains. “This one is different.” He lays it in her palm and she smiles. In the centre of her hand is a small red love heart, filled with raspberry jam.

“You’ll always have my heart, Scully.”

#txf fanfic #my fanfiction #todayinfic #jammie dodgers #and other delicious biscuits #i'm a choc digestive girl #and a choc hobnob girl too #aussie biccies aren't that great #apart from tim tams #tim tams are the bomb

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velasquezsydney93 · 4 years ago

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