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ME!!!
my wips are BEATING MY ASS i need somebody else to cook
finally writing some motorfang again who cheered?
focus, o’hara!
Jessmiguel where they’re at one of those parenting classes doing the prenatal yoga but Miguel accidentally pops one of the yoga balls so she’s like ‘okay time for you to go’ and Miguel just sulks out of the room. Is this anything
Happy BHM and late Valentine's Day to my mom and my mom's boyfriend
Inspired by this post
the motorfang fandom is dying FUCKKKK!!!!!!
full pic cs i put one of them twice
directions
in which miguel o'hara is more than happy to follow his wife's directions
miguel o'hara/jessica drew
Warnings: None, just sickly sweet fluff
also posted on AO3 @/TheSparklingDiamond
"A little to left. No, wait...too far. A bit to the right."
Miguel shifted the frame accordingly, even if it was only a couple millimeters difference. "How's that?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder.
Jess scrunched her nose slightly as she studied the placement of the frame on the wall. "I don't know," she hummed, a slight, mischievous smile growing on her face, "Might be a lot better if you let me help." The two were hard at work decorating the nursery, a task they'd both put off until the very last second.
Miguel chuckled, making his way over to the rocking chair where she sat, her hands folded over her baby bump. "I'm not falling for that. The doctor said you had to rest." This prompted a groan from Jess, which Miguel had been expecting. "I know, I know."
"Just last month, I was on missions...on my motorcycle!" Jess huffed, "Do you know-"
Miguel cut her off with a kiss to her forehead, then a kiss on the bump, and finally, a tender kiss on the lips. "I know," he murmured as he pulled away. "It'll be over soon, mi corazón. Besides, I think I miss having you on missions as much as you miss being on them."
"What? Not confident in Peter and Ben's ability to hold down the fort?" Jess teased.
Miguel cringed before deadpanning, "I have more faith in Mayday." His expression quickly softened when he heard Jess's laugh.
She laughed again as he kissed her before murmuring, "I do like being here...with you. It's nice just being able to relax and not worry about anomalies," she paused, resting her hand on his cheek, "Not to mention getting our last few full nights of sleep before the baby comes."
Miguel turned his head, gently kissing her palm. "I like it here too," he paused, looking back at her, "but I think you might just like bossing me around."
Jess grinned, "It's definitely a perk. Speaking of, you still got more decorations to put up. Get to it." She laughed again as he pretended to make a fuss as he went back to the box that held the decorations, pulling one out.
"Alright. Up...no, too far. Down a bit. To the left. Back to the right a little. Perfect."
they're motorfang coded, your honor...
ᯓ MWAH! | MOTORFANG | full on AO3!
rated gen for kissing and sweetness :]
Miguel was never fond of being touched. He went through a period in his life where he hated physical contact; hi-fives, shoulder touches, pats on the back, et cetera. There were times when a simple clap on the shoulders after a job well done made him want to go home and dry clean his skin. It was somewhat of an unspoken rule around the HQ — “no touching the boss.” After that passed, he learned to tolerate physical interaction, but he kept the ‘rule’ in place for most people looking to get a little too friendly.
The only person exempt from that rule? Jessica Drew of Earth-332.