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breanime · 4 years ago

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on the "5 times Miguel & Eva almost got caught perving on one another and 1 time they did": I sort of imagined it spanned their whole relationship? So maybe some college, some of the pre-kids early days, some when they first show up heck maybe one in the afternoon before the big blow-up where Miguel gets his head up his ass. And then I guess once caught by kids?

I kind of just made this a 5 times they were perving on each other and tried to hide it and the one time they didn’t hide it, so it’s not exactly what you asked. I’m sorry, but I hope you like it!

One

Rio was exhausted in the best way. It was three in the morning, he was living in a fucking mansion, and Cleo was naked and dozing off in his bed. He went to the fridge, taking out a gallon of OJ with the name “Coco” written on it and chugged it. He was shirtless, and the cool air from the fridge felt good on his warm skin. Too tired to do anything productive, and too awake to sleep, Rio wandered around the halls for a bit until he heard voices.

“I’m telling you, they’re ready to deal,” Miguel was pacing, Rio could tell by the controlled anxiety in his voice, “All I need is a day, maybe two, and I can secure their invests on this.”

“I know you think that,” Eve sighed, “but, really, Miguel, we’ve tried everything. There’s no point in prolonging defeat. We should cut our losses and move on.”

Rio poked his head around the corner, about to offer his unasked for two cents, but stopped when he took in the scene.

Miguel’s back was to him, and he was leaning over his desk, peering down at a few papers. And Eve...

...Eve was definitely checking out his ass.

Rio grinned, “Anything I can do to help?” He asked, chuckling softly at the way Eve jumped and took out her phone, sparing her one more smirk before walking away.

“The hell was that about?” Miguel muttered.

“Probably nothing,” Eve said back, not looking up from her phone, her cheeks warm.

She didn’t look Miguel in the eye for the rest of the night.

Two

“I’m gonna slap you,” Coco growled.

“Why?” Angel asked back.

“You fucking know why.”

“Dude, the fuck you want me to do? Not look?”

“Yes! That’s exactly what I want you to do, you animal!”

“Bro, she’s wearing a fucking mini-skirt, how am I not supposed to look?”

Coco slapped him in the back of the head then, and Angel yelped, jumping back. “Carnal, look, even Miguel is checking her out!”

The two boys turned. Miguel was, in fact, checking out Eve in her tight, tiny mini-skirt.

Coco made a face, “He’s not even blinking.”

“Dude’s a second away from drooling on his Armani suit.”

“Should we say something?”

“Like what? ‘Yo, we all know how bad you wanna break Eve’s back, but maybe stop ogling her in front of the whole house’?” Angel suggested.

Coco shook his head, “C’mon man, be more subtle... YO TIO, YOU NEED A GLASS OF WATER OR SOMETHIN’?!”

Miguel turned away, and Eve raised an eyebrow, confused as to why Miguel looked so guilty while Coco and Angel were laughing their asses off.

Three

Letty sat on Coco’s lap, kicking her feet as she enjoyed her chocolate ice cream cone with sprinkles. Liyah was in the kitchen with Eve, and the two of them were talking when Miguel walked into the dining room.

“Papa Miguel,” Letty said cheerily, “Daddy got us ice cream, and I got sprinkles!”

“I see,” Miguel smiled at his pseudo-granddaughter, “Is it yummy, amor?”

Eve couldn’t help but smile as she watched the exchange. Miguel adored Letty, and watching the two of them together always threatened to make her swoon. She watched as Letty offered up her cone to Miguel, and Eve felt her heart flip in her chest when his tongue came out to sample the treat. She never wanted to be an ice cream cone so badly in her life...

“Damn girl,” Liyah grinned, “you, uh, need a minute alone? Or at least a drink?”

Eve made a noise, turning around so that no one could see the dirty thoughts reflected in her eyes.

Four

When Eve walked in the room, Miguel and the kids were on the couch, watching...

“What is this?” She asked, tossing her ridiculously expensive purse (a gift from Miguel) onto the side table.

“Security footage from our last job,” Spooky answered, “We wanted to review a few things.”

“Oh... Okay,” she went to stand next to Miguel, who was holding his chin in his hand.

Miguel was trying to concentrate; he really was....it was important to watch the footage, see where they could improve for next time, but it was hard to focus when Eve was so close to him. She smelled so good; he knew for a fact that she was wearing his favorite perfume, and she looked as beautiful as ever, a small frown on her face as she watched the footage. The kids were talking, but he couldn’t hear them, all he could hear was the sound of his own heart beating the more he thought about Eve...

...his best friend, his partner...

...the woman he loved, but could never have.

“Is that Angel?” She asked.

“What?” He turned, blinking. “Is what Angel?”

“That,” she pointed to the TV with her chin, “Is that Angel or Spooky with the safe? I can’t tell.”

“Uh, yeah, that’s Angel,” he answered, clearing his throat and looking back at the screen, “Why?”

“Strong as he is, wouldn’t it have made sense--and been faster--to just have him stack the smaller safe with the lockboxes onto the bigger one and wheel them both to the truck at the same time?”

Miguel nodded slowly, considering it. “Yeah, that’s... That would be smarter, more efficient.”

“Oh, there’s Spooky... Didi did a great job covering all the guys’ tattoos.”

“Except Coco,” Angel called from his spot on the couch.

“Yeah, Coco is more tattoo than man,” Rio added with a smirk.

“Look who’s fucking talking,” Coco drawled back, only refraining from flicking him off because Eve was in the room.

Eve laughed, and Miguel couldn’t help but smile at the sound. She had a beautiful laugh, and her lips...

“...Miguel,” Didi called, “Uncle Miguel!”

He blinked, turning away from Eve to look at his niece. “Sí?”

Didi grinned, “I asked you a question, but you were too busy eye-fucking Eve to hear me.”

“Language, young lady,” Miguel said, more out as a deflection technique than out of genuine concern for her cursing.

“Coco just said ‘fucking’ two seconds ago!” She pointed out.

“Miguel, look,” Spooky sat up, “This is what I was talking about before, watch Rio...”

Miguel turned his attention (or at least a small portion of it) to the screen. Rio, Spooky, and Angel were loading the safes onto the truck. Coco’s head--wearing a black stocking over his face--popped out of the driver’s side window to watch them. On screen, Spooky said something to Angel and Rio, and Rio responded by nodding his head.

“See?” Spooky asked, leaning forward in his seat.

“See what?” Rio asked back, irritation clear in his voice.

“That nod--that could be used to identify you,” Spooky shot back.

“A nod? You for real, dude?” Angel said, rolling his eyes.

“We’re supposed to be as non-specific as possible, that’s why we wear masks and disguise our voices. Things like that,” Spooky gestured back to the TV with the remote, “can be used to implicate us.”

“How?” Rio asked back.

“They could match that nod to you, they follow you for less than a day, they’ll see you do it a good dozen times--”

“--Yeah, me and every other Latin dude within 8,000 miles,” Rio shrugged, “It’s a common fucking gesture, man. And even if they see me, specifically, doing it, they’d need way more evidence than that to get me in an interrogation room, much less get clearance to tail me.”

“The rule is to be as non-specific as possible,” Spooky repeated, “You know that, any tiny little gesture or comment can be used to track us down--”

“Dude, you’re blowing this out of proportion,” Angel said quietly.

“Yeah, Spooky, it ain’t that big a deal,” Coco added.

“Are you guys serious right now?” Spooky cried out.

“Why do you always act like the sky is falling down?” Rio shouted back. “We pulled a successful job, man! Shit went off without a hitch!”

“It’s not over just cause we got away,” Spooky argued, “There’s gonna be investigations, interviews--”

“--Yeah, I know how this shit works.”

“Enough,” Miguel’s voice broke up the squabbling quickly, “There’s no point in arguing over a hypothetical. Play the tape.”

He received no arguments, the tape was resumed, and they watched it in silence.

And Eve was pretty sure that Miguel’s small show of authority would be appearing in her fantasies tonight.

Five

Miguel hated when Eve cried; he hated when she was sad. She was working on less than three hours of sleep and was determined to keep working--despite Miguel’s continuous efforts to get her to take a break.

And now she was crying.

Miguel knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t so much upset, as much as exhausted, so he didn’t try to soothe her with platitudes.

He just walked over to her, wiped her tears, and pulled her in for a hug.

Eve melted into his embrace, sniffling as her tears dried up.

He pulled back a bit, looking down at her, his hand, warm and gentle, on the side of her face. Her skin was soft under his hand, and her eyes, wet with tears, were still the most beautiful eyes he’d ever seen in his entire life.

Eve felt like she was floating, like she was a balloon full of anxiety and exhaustion, and Miguel was keeping her tethered to the earth. When she looked up at him and into those deep, deep brown eyes, it was like she could feel herself coming back to her body, could feel Miguel chasing away the doubts and uncertainties and replacing them with his support and comfort.

“You need to get some rest,” he said softly, “Some sleep will do you some good. You can stay here; you know you can.”

She nodded, his hand was still on her cheek, and she put her hand over his. “Thanks, Miguel.”

“Yeah,” he licked his lips, and her eyes eagerly followed the motion, “of course...” He leaned closer, and she swayed forward a bit.

“Papa Miguel,” Letty’s little voice broke the pair apart. She stood in the doorway, her stuffed bunny under her arm, wearing footed pajamas. “Papi and me fell asleep on the couch, and he’s too big for me to carry. Can you help me?” She paused, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her little fist. “Are you sad, Ms. Eve?”

Eve laughed, wiping under her eyes for any stray tears. “No, sweetheart, I’m just tired. Like your Daddy.”

“You need me to help wake your Papi up?” Miguel asked, going over to Letty and picking her up.

“Papi snores when he doesn’t sleep at home with me and Mommy,” Letty reported as Miguel carried her away. He turned for a moment, and he and Eve locked eyes.

And then he was gone.

Plus One

It had been hard for Miguel to control his lustful feelings for Eve before they were a couple, but now that they were?

It was damn near impossible.

Which is why she was currently on his desk, her legs wrapped around his waist, her mouth connected to his. There were papers and files on the floor, but Miguel didn’t care. The only thing he cared about was keeping her close to him.

Eve’s hands were on his chest, and he growled into her mouth when she ripped his shirt open, the buttons flying as Miguel lowered his head and lightly bit into her neck.

“Miguel...” She sighed out, and the sound of her voice, so full of desire and so damn sexy, made him weak. He slid his hand between her legs, separating her thighs as he licked her neck, and Miguel groaned again when he felt her hands unbuckling his belt.

And then the door opened.

And then the cheering started.

“Yoooooo! It’s about damn time!” Angel clapped. “I mean, Eve, love, you could do better, but still!”

“I knew it!” Spooky grinned. “I called it, I fucking called it!”

“Ay, I’m happy for you and everything, but we gotta set some ground rules or something,” Coco groaned.

“Yeah, Miguel, tie a sock on the doorknob or something next time,” Rio said with a smirk, “This is a home, not a frat house, man.”

“Oh my God, I gotta tell Toni,” Didi giggled, taking her phone out and snapping a quick picture, “You two look so good together!”

“Jesus...” Miguel murmured. “Okay, you guys have had your dramatic little showing, now leave.”

“He said, lovingly,” Rio said, already walking off, “Cleo is gonna lose her shit over this.”

“They got together faster than I expected,” Didi said cheerfully as she followed her brother out.

“Nah, he was all nervous she’d never wanna talk to him again after he almost fired her,” Spooky added, “This was the obvious next step.”

Miguel dropped his head into the crook of Eve’s neck, sighing as he--finally--heard the door slam behind them. Eve giggled, kissing the top of his head as she ran her fingers through his hair. He stood up, smiling softly at the woman he loved. “So...” he said, kissing the side of her mouth where her smile started.

“...should we put a sock on the door?”

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Writing this took me SO long because I keep getting distracted by these Netlfix movies. Writing this also made me want to do a ficlet of smut for all the characters.....would anyone wanna read that, per chance? Let me know! :)

#crime family au #bre casts a family #miguel x eve #evel #miguel #eve

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 5 years ago

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John Force of the NHRA was a clone

The Real has been returned to his family

Audria's body has been found after murdered by Robert.

But she has said since we can reunite the dead without bodies then she doesn't need hers so shes about toddler size.

I think any hour glass body shape can restore. I gently hold their upper arms. And say "you can about stay, you know, how we you want to"

I hold them strongly but not tightly. But my hand will cover nearly an entire child's upper arm. Kinda like trying to keep one from running away.

But it's about just saying I'm holding you here with your loved ones you want to be with and you are allowed to be here in body like everyone else.

Little chubs was holding Gremlins place for him saying "you're this big" so I slid him in that spot and said "you're here to stay" so he had an image already like a dark ghost from my sight. Chubs could see but he was sparkly gold and her parents saw nothing.

John and Brittany saw a sparkly gold and i saw nothing but kinda a figure shape that i see more with heart than visual.

Then Audria did a blue light fizzle like a laser going up and down so its blue with yellow gold around it. Then her soulmate brought himself to life.

Then i saw her son all mommy mommy you left me!! Although he had said he would wait. Hes toddler sized...

They're about 5 and hes about 1.

He jumped on her lap and they could see him plain as day and he was mostly solid but i touched the nape of his neck on his spine to be sure. And it let a small blue jolt looking flash.

I did this in NYC in 1991. I went under Castle Williams and touched all the dead bodies and they came to life.

So one civil war vet came with Armageddon help the other night and has come out a lot of Halloweens so now he's helping some get up now, skeleton and all. So nothing is left behind.

I moved in 1992 and most died in 1993 when my children were taken away the civil war vet put up a fight until the summer of 1994 when he realized he was alone and not a ghost to be seen. So he went too, to be with his pals

So it does take a special soul to put the life in a body and even more probably to give the life a body. The only other time I remember doing it was in 2000 on acid (LSD) on North Griffin Ave and West Trent St. When I went back to visit. Demanded to see William and was arrested. And did acid when i got out. Brandy used to live there, i did it in the back yard. Next day there was nothing... But it was frogs i did.

Magically William appeared and dragged me to the neighbors and told me quit doing that shit in public. Apparently A news crew was there. Well the LSD fucked with my eyesight something sick and apparently clones kept morphing because i couldn't see most people. So idk why old William got mad.

So he fucked me good and hard and told me to sleep at some random house i had no idea so i made little animals out of dust. Matt says they went to life. He walked in and was all "goddamit it clean this shit up you're gonna have dinosaurs living next!!"

I was all "wait!! I got one on the shelf over there!!"

So I crawled over in this child's room of some random house North of Brandy's on the same corner on the same East side of the street and he said "can't you walk at a time like this?! You're creating life!!".

I was all "can't you crawl?!!?"

He wanted to see the dinosaur. He wasn't mad he was making a suggestion.

So it wasn't there because there i had been playing with toys before the acid kicked in again. So it has jumped off the shelf after me and Matt was sitting on it so i went to make one from dust and he got the toy to life. And then i carried the dinosaur egg i made, hatched it and watched the t-rex kill it and i told Matt "you did that! Last time they were friends!"

Matt said "he was hungry!!"

"You need to realize you're not playing with toys!!" Then i gathered up all the toys in the fucking neighborhood 'for the safety of the Earth' cause i was fuuuuuucked up.

Anyway

I refrain from doing LSD now

I learned my lesson

I'm not sure if i owe anyone toys or not... ?? On North Griffin Avenue...

Until Matt gets himself under control no dinosaurs yet!!

But since i found the dinosaur graveyard up here on the mesa in mid August 2019 I've wanted to bring back prehistoric animals. I will most likely.

As long as Matt keeps the triceratops and stegasaurous out of t-rexes mouthes!!! "Whats next?"

"Stega-- oh my fucking God"

"What? Hes still hungry!"

Fucking triceratops stuffed in the trex mouth and he's wll smiling "hi! More food?! is this a buffet? I've never been!!"

So sorry Okmulgee of the year 2000 but the world was in danger and so were all toys!!!

But now the world and toys are safe even from Matt. Unless they go near the toilet Then we need all hands on deck to go fishing them out.

I blame Europe for their deaths, I do believe it was the search for the last tree. But dinosaurs built the Stonehenge and pyramids and dug trenches. They were not really slaves. They were working pets. Friends. Every one did work but like circus animals get beat. They didn't. They acted like humans that could fly or lift heavy shit.

We used teradactls to fly in. JJJR made mechanical machines to mimic the dinosaurs. So he made planes.

But as Cleo I do remember having my pets to defend the last tree and them being killed by the European invaders.

So i must conclude they killed them all.

I'm not saying Eurpeans are bad. But whatever evil it was came from that area. And now to my knowledge it was Armageddon clones.

The dude that created this galaxy had jealous issues and insanity issues and control issues and all that shit, so now hes not allowed and he's been eradicated for the most part as well as the queen but are slipping in due to New Mexico having special shot service. But there is a special one in the stratosphere for Christmas

Armageddon ... So it was apparently my grandpa from there that created Earth.

So I came here to fix it and he got mad and sent clones,and,bla bla

So everyone else in Armageddon hates what he did and him and so no one wants him to exist.

So I'm just a healer and life bringer.

Williams salvation and forgiveness.

Matt is dino buffet guy. No really hes a total brat that flushes brand new toys down the toilet. Finds them floating in the Rio Grande at my college graduation party looking brand spanking new because he cried he got in trouble and begged for it back. And he does shit like finding baby birds that fell from the sky (nests he knocked down with rocks so he could see what was inside and killed the bird) and brings them to me So i can fix them, washes toys on North Griffin Ave with soap,water and a hose because I peed on them to save their lives from him because i didn't think he would touch them after. "Like I didn't play in the toilet for 15 years" he told me.

And he spent most his life taking care of people i hate because he didn't know better and thought most people were worth saving. Although i told him not to. And he learned his lesson.

Because he was worth taking care of although he never really felt it all that much being adopted. He didn't realize he was special but just an ordinary obnoxious and bad kid.

But he wasn't. He was someone special. Always has been and always will be.

Now theres a world worth the dead and him. Now he can take care of everyone he sees because NOW they're worth it.

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