Motherly Jess Because Gwen Deserves It

this audio unlocked core memories within me

i didn't get vi simps at first but now i do. now I DO.

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."

Motorfang on a jazz clurb date

Who’s mogging harder?

the catcouncil makeout art you posted on twt changed my life … would you consider bringing it here so I can reblog

yaaaaa here it is:)

sorry i forget

Best version of BatCat is them being constantly on and off again till They don’t even know if they’re off or on and eventually they get married when they’re like 70 something and are happily domestic for the rest of their lives

the princess & her knight☀️🌙

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