[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

As a kid, before I poisoned myself with the acrid sting of futility, I liked imagining what mom was like.

There I went as a lil shit, shaking under the bed wishing my heart would stop. Cigar burns lined my arms like bombs, black and blue detonation everywhere regen ain’t yet touched. That asshole was hellaciously good at his craft. Cutting me, coring me, just enough that my quirk would patch it by the morning and no one at school would ask questions. I thought, not breathing for fear of him hearing me, she’s going to come any minute. My mom couldn’t be here yesterday or the day before but she’s going to come today. Today’s the day.

The fantasy turned into tomorrow. Transformed from a courageous woman beat back by life to a prostitute beat by her pimp, gave her scars up to Satan. Animosity slipped into quiet indifference. A dull longing every now n’ then, forgot about it soon as it came. So you can imagine, Mother’s Day rolling around, by seven I never gave a rat’s ass ‘bout it.

Now it means something, something better and fuller than I’d ever imagined. It’s crazy, how someone like her can completely revolutionize everything you thought about life itself. Like, days before Mother’s Day I’m beaming, toiling away in my workshop, just so damn happy with my life entirely by virtue of she who I loved more than anything imaginable. Now it’s Mothers Day and for the first time in my life I’m up, ready to celebrate. At the crack of dawn I'm getting together breakfast in bed for a mega cutie and mom-to-be, love of my life who deserved the greatest life had to offer. Embracing her in the bed whenever she was up, trays of food in front of us, I’d kiss her before slipping a wrapped package her way. “Happy Mother’s Day, Zāzā. I love you,” I whisper, fattest grin on her face. She’d find a wood jewelry box, with shapes of all sizes for the eccentric jewelry she loved, engraved with florals, hearts and World’s Best Mom off-center.

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[Kazashi McCoy]

Her view on what family meant had always been skewered. She knew parents were supposed to love their children, but she never saw it firsthand, not in her early years. In that little orphanage in Okinawa there was no love to be found. Getting shouted at over the smallest mistake, Kazashi only cared about herself, every child for themselves in that orphanage where she learned to embrace her quirk. It was so much easier to be a sweater on the couch than a person who could get in trouble. She had always wanted a real family, but never understood what it was. Eventually, she was adopted, the Satos were absolute sweethearts, but Kazashi wasn’t ready to love by then. She was a rebellious, sensitive and complicated teen. It wasn’t until she met Chuck that she started to appreciate being human.

Nowadays things were different. She had reunited with her biological mother and while her half siblings and the Kaneko family continued to haunt her, they couldn’t hold a candle to her undying love for Chuck. Her proudest moment was when she received the ring, when she filled out the paperwork to have her last name changed to match his.

Waking up, she immediately turned to look at Chuck’s side of the bed. Empty. She could hear him working away in the kitchen and couldn’t help but smile. He had started doing this more and more recently, getting up before her to make breakfast. She felt a shiver through her body, causing her to curl into herself. She wasn’t sure why but her feet always got cold every night and morning. For that exact reason she kept a warm blanket nearby. Without getting out of bed, she turned both her arms into scarfs and rather clumsily unfolded the blanket and draped it over the foot of the bed. Perfect. With a self-satisfied smile she went back to closing her eyes until he came back into the bedroom.

“Mornin’.” She hugged him right back, squeezing him extra tight. “What’s happenin’?” She rubbed her eye and yawned as she sat up. “Early birthday?” She looked down at the wrapped present, then up at him. It wasn’t until he said it. Mother’s Day. That it clicked. “Ah’m goin’ ta be a mother.” She whispered, almost as if she had forgotten. Then the happy tears started rushing down her face. “An’ yer…” She grabbed him for another hug, leaning into his familiar scent as she quietly sobbed. “Ah love ya, we’re goin’ ta be the best parents ever.” She finally pulled away, wiping the tears from her face. “Do Ah open it now?” Her hands were practically already unwrapping it, so eager to see what he had gotten her. “Chuck-kun..” she picked it up and inspected it, turning it this way and that, opening and closing it as she traced her fingers along its edges. Then the writing made her want to cry again. “Did ya make this? It’s beautiful! Thank ya, Chuchu!” She pulled him in for another hug, but then tried to push him onto the bed, climbing on top of him as she kissed him all over his neck and face!!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Six years damn near felt like six lifetimes ago. Same breath, it was like I met this gorgeous supermodel yesterday. A cutie who couldn’t walk after she used her quirk, flipped a psycho on a motorcycle with clown shoes; then there were all the times she hid herself with her own scarves pressed against her face. I love her. So much it hurt back then, exponentially multiplied to today. Coming out of her super soft hug (just how the hell did she make her skin that soft?? it was a never ending mystery to my pea brain) I couldn’t peel my eyes off her!! A boyish grin plasters itself to my face as I watch her gorgeous face shuffle through a thousand emotions. She was always a major big softie, my Kazashi, but these past few weeks it was like she felt more, experienced emotions on a plane of existence inaccessible to mortal humans. More proof she was an angel fallen to earth with devil horns disguising her halo.

“Yah you are. You cutie,” I say back to her being a mother. Tho I hella couldn’t wait for her birthday, too. Date #721, I was gonna make it the best one yet!! I laugh, rubbing her tears away with my thumbs as two other arms held her waist tight to me. “I love you,” I start, leaning up to press a kiss in-between her horns, “we love you, these lil stinkers are gonna have the best mom in the universe!!” I was gonna do my very best to live up to her, keep living for her. Our kids deserved everythin’ we never had and a whole world more. I gesture for her to open it, nervousness and anticipation all over my face. Then joy. Pure, straight-up joy at seeing her reaction. It was all I could think about building, what she’d look like when she’d open it, how she’d react. Reality was always infinitely better than how I imagined it.

“I-I’m happy you like it Zāz-!!” I go flopping onto the bed, gently wrapping all my arms around her as the kiss barrage came. If there is a God, and there is a Heaven, I’m pretty damn sure this is what the opening gates are like. The love of your life smooching you up and down - that would be it!! Don’t even let me in, just keep me there with my moongirl! Laughing, smiling the whole time, hands craning her head to mine as I return her kisses with interest!! Two hands slide from her lower back to her upper, sweep past her neck and through her hair. Then the other two gently let go of her whenever we pull apart, ball up in front of our faces.

“Left hand,” I whisper, “or right hand?” I’m grinnin’. They both had lil sheets in them: left hand’s for a massage parlor, right is for the mall!! The chocolate cafe’s a-go either way. When she tapped on either hand, I’d unfurl it, showing her exactly what it was!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

A thousand emotions and a thousand more. Chuck was hella right, she was a major big softie. Not that it was entirely her fault, could anyone blame her when she had such a thoughtful husband who always brought her the cutest gifts? Always reminded her of how much she was loved and always found the time to call and check in on her. She was spoiled rotten, had been for years, she could only imagine how spoiled their kids were going to be when they had a pa this caring and giving. He made her aspire to be better every day, to push herself harder too. She was truly fortunate, that she could look back at him like this with tears in her eyes, be vulnerable with him, her soulmate, her Pluto. He was her greatest support through all the good and the bad, and her biggest inspiration.

She smiled big when he said what he did, tears streaming down her face, but he was already on the case, wiping them away like he had done so many times before. “Ah love ya.” She leaned into him as he planted a soft kiss between her horns. “Best mom an' dad.” She muttered into his shoulder, her arms wrapping around, clinging to him like he was her only lifeline. “They tell me how much they love ya all the time.” She teased, they didn’t actually talk to her, but she already knew they had the sweetest little twins on the way. “Pretty sure their first words will be about ya.” She whispered, overjoyed to be woken up in his arms like this. Her joy didn’t stop there either! Aside from the tears, she was practically so giddy that she could have jumped in the bed then and there! Instead, she settled for squeezing him in a BIG hug, stealing as much of his body heat as she could in the process!!

“Yeah, Ah love it.” She traced her hand up his shoulder and then one of his arms as it wrapped around her, smiling as she looked over him. ‘‘Almost as much as Ah love ya.’’ Every morning was perfect because of him. The kisses, the cuddles, his soothing morning voice, her whole soul was at peace knowing the man she loved was by her side. Now and forever. That he was just as dedicated to her as she was to him. She could only hope that he felt it too, that she was giving enough of herself, since he had taken on more work ever since she got pregnant, taking care of her and making sure they were saving up for the future. She knew she wasn’t, but she felt hella helpless by comparison, swore to herself that if he ever fell sick she would be by his side 25/8, hella would no matter what anyway, but especially if he got sick!! His hands sliding up her back, neck and through her hair drove her wild, her hands subconsciously mimicking his as she traced her fingers to his collarbone, up his neck and into his hair, holding him closer. She didn’t just want him close to her, she needed him. When they pull apart her face is warm to the touch, mad blushing like on their first date.

‘‘Left or right? What are they?’’ She leaned to either side, jokingly trying to sneak a peek! Putting a hand up to her chin, she pretended to think about it, giving her time to send a little wink his way. ‘‘Hmm.. Right! That one always brings luck.’’ When she saw what it was she beamed. ‘‘A mall trip? It feels like it’s been ages!’’ She took his right hand in hers and kissed it a few times. ‘‘When are we leavin’? Ah can get ready in five minutes!’’ It was a bit of an exaggeration, but she could hella speedrun her makeup when she needed to!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Kazashi Sato, Sakai, Kazashi McCoy - is the type of woman you’d bring the moon down from the stars for. On a moment’s notice. If you ain’t got the strength, the guts to do it then you do now. Because you would do anything to please that impish angel, commit murder to see a smile brought to her sumptuous lips veiling all those sharp teeth. Just what you do. Guys like me spend their whole lives waiting for a woman a fraction as beautiful to just look our way. Settle for a compliment some librarian gives us that’s gonna last us the rest of our lifeless, loveless existence. Shit is really sad, I know. So, I love my kids. But Kazashi was my baby first. My priority now and always, wouldn’t stop doing stupid lil things to make her happy or all the big things, too. She’s my black hole sun, ending and all beginning, moongirl in one drop. Love of my life and my purpose as a horned-up supermodel.

So it makes me happy beyond words to see her happy tears. In this house, that I ain’t know ‘bout yet, this future we’re building together…. Those were the only sorta tears I ever wanted her to have. Freakin’ out over the cute things, our babies and puppies. My sensitive, gorgeous girl. “I love you.” I linger in the kiss, inhaling her horns and hair and the sweetness of her. Swear she’s gotta have an invisible halo. She’s just that warm, perfect, kind and revolutionary, gonna alter your whole destiny by her presence alone. I grin when she says what she says, laugh into her skin and grip the soft curves of her back, then sides. “They’re saying all those nice things, Kaz-chan?! I better be extra good so they ain’t fightin’ words!” I snort. “Or swears. Lil ass thugs.” Just give it a few years… They’d be stealing from our pantries, coming home late from practices and debauchery and ransacking our house before sleeping happily till the afternoon!! Nocturnal baby bats with their own lives and shit and it was insane, just insane. I hold her tighter. “You’ll always be their first home,” I whisper against her skin, “their first love, #1 Hero and now mom too!!”

Then I was grinnin’ ear-to-marred-ear!! It’s healing everywhere she touches, the path up my arm with her fingertips forever burned in my memory. It meant the world that she liked it. That I could make her smile, made me instantly want to get working on the next piece for her!! “Zāzā… I love you.” Meant more everytime I said it because I was falling deeper for her by the day. Couldn’t tell her enough that she was perfect as she was, already going above and beyond to support us and our family - hell, risked her whole career and life to be with me in the first place. I was the one who owed her endlessly, would do everything in my power to give her the life and joy she deserved. So I swore anyway, right then I was deviously lost in her touch, a low breathy gasp slipped from my lips when she pulls her fingertips into my hair. My palms grip her hips tighter, another two firmly cupping her horns. I chuckle, tip her chin up and look between those voluminous cross eyes before leaning up to kiss her deep. Good girl, I whisper, kissing up her neck before my lips linger on the soft curve of her jawline. That blush drove me off the edge.

There I was, smilin’ something stupid, hella in love with her wink. Watching her cutest thinking face, seeing her reaction unfold like it was in slow motion. Another core memory. I flush when she kisses my hand, chuckle low. She was so cute and so soft and so perfect!! “Five minutes, Zāzā?! I’ll hella race you!” I grin evilly. “But not before kissin’ you! C’mere, mama!” I’d crane into her, barrage her neck and face and all parts of her with my lips!! Whenever we’d part, I’d hop out of bed, tangled in sheets and fall SLAM right on my face!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

Before she met Chuck, her life had been in a sad, sorry state. Hella damaged by her past, the least likely to trust the people around her and generally someone who kept to herself, remaining quiet throughout high school and staying in her room most days. Until she met him. Her life had been a barren wasteland of darkness. How could anyone find that interesting? Find her attractive? Funny? Her self-esteem was nonexistent, there was no way someone could like a girl with demon mutations, sharp teeth, weird eyes and horns? She was the kind who got ostracized and picked on, the darkness in her life threatening to swallow everything, dragging her into a pit of despair. Meeting him changed everything, as for the first time since she could remember, when she met Chuck, and they laughed together and went on their first date, the light finally returned to her life. The man who she held so dearly, who she clung to every day and night, whether it was cuddling up to him in bed or sneaking up on him in the kitchen, he was her everything. Chuck McCoy was the sunrise on her life, the one who changed everything for the better. Once she knew what it was like to bask in his light she grew hella possessive. How could she not when she had found the perfect man?

Every I love you, every kiss and every touch made her heart flutter. It was funny to think there once was a time where she was afraid of crying in front of him, afraid that he would find it lame or something. These days, she expressed herself just as she was to him. The authentic Kazashi McCoy, hella no filter, all love for her hubby! All this time later and you could still catch her beaming when she had to sign paperwork with her new last name, or read the occasional letters that came in the mail that referred to them as a couple, a family. “Do we really have ta get up?” She mock-whined, relaxing all over as he kissed her forehead. Paradise was Chuck McCoy and everything he stood for. “Yer so comfortable Ah could stay like this for hours.” She muttered, cuddling further into him as she kissed his shoulder and closed her eyes. She cracked a grin at what he said next. “If they’re learnin’ swears, they should learn them from home.” Her fingertips danced along his chest, cupping the side where his heart would be as he held her close. She was over the moon that he still loved her like this, that her getting bigger because of the pregnancy wasn’t a dealbreaker for him. She chuckled warmly as he whispered against her skin, squirming a little bit but only so she could wriggle up close to him! “When it comes ta rankin’ heroes,” she slid her hand up to caress his cheek, rubbing soft circles into it. “Yer list an’ their list is the only one where Ah care about bein’ number one.” Hero popularity contests? Not for her, but she was going to work hard and fight to prove him right, to be the best hero mom ever. “But Ah think yer gonna be their hero too.” She whispered. “Super talented dad who isn’t afraid of anythin’ an’ who can build what he wants. Talk about a role model. ~”

She was getting hella spoiled, being treated like a princess and given handmade gifts. How did she ever get so lucky? All these years later and she hella owed Disney for linking her to her soulmate. Those magic words, every time he said it she felt a little happy shiver reverberate through her body, starting from her heart. It was spilling over with love for him, her auric eye pupils growing bigger as she looked into his own. She closed one eye and let out a soft gasp as he took her hips tightly and cupped her horns. “Love ya..” she blushed, her response breathy before she eagerly returned the kiss, her fingers gripping his hair tightly. Wanting, needing. He was too irresistible, her perfect husband. Another gasp escaped her, his kisses up her neck to her jawline driving her wild. “Don’t stop.” It was a low whimper, all she could muster in response to his alluring whisper as she held him tightly.

“Ah won’t lose!” She kissed his hand again one more time for good measure! In love with that flush in his cheeks. “Ch-Chuchu!!” She burst out laughing, taking a few seconds to gain her composure before she retaliated, starting a kissing barrage war! Once the dust had settled and he slammed onto the floor getting out of bed she was right there by his side at record speed. “Ya okay? Ya didn’t hurt yerself, hun?” She gave him a look over, one last kiss to take the pain away, even though he was hella immortal! Then, she was already getting ready for the day. Brushing her hair in front of the bathroom mirror she would playfully nudge him with her hip as he walked in

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

I love her every sensitivity, her every emotion blazing to life under those sun-kissed cheeks. My girl felt on a level most others ain’t, dove into the furthest depths of feelings and out of the ozone with her overpouring heart. The way she looked at me even before taking my mask off for the first time made me feel like she was peering into my soul. Past all my sludge, and stuck with me still. Now everytime she cries over an animal video or over the lil things like folding tiny socks, she opens my heart all over again. It should be impossible to love her deeper, yet everyday she proves me wrong. That someone so wronged could come out so right, be better than the best and the most gorgeous angel imaginable. It was all the more proof that she had to be hella heavensent. No one could convince me otherwise. I’d be her light all our lives, for all eternities and timelines, forever bound to her soul. Reincarnate and love her in all forms.

Hearing her murmur beside me stirs my insides. N’ other parts of me!! “Nah,” I whisper back to her supercute mock-whine, moving slow, tender kisses up from her forehead to the base of her horns. My index finger and thumb come up to rub against them, stroking up to the tips. It made me so damn happy to hear what she said next. Her being comfortable, her wanting to spend all day cuddling was all I ever wanted. Me and my cutie. I chuckle, glowing under her shoulder kisses, the beauty of her serene face. “You for me baby, you’re so damn soft!! If you wanna stay in, we stay in! Anything you want, we could say ■■■■ it to the whole damn world and hella run away today!!” Then her fingertips dancing along my chest put funny thoughts in my mind, a low groan of approval crawling up my throat. “Bad girl, Zāzā,” I start whispering against her neck, rough fingertips digging into the softness of her curves, “I ain’t gonna spank our kids but you…” I lick my lips. Watch out, baby. There’d be certain things I’d never stop doing to her, for her. Ain’t matter she was becoming a mom, hella ain’t matter when we’re 80, either!! My Kazashi-ravaged brain aside, I hella agreed with her!! There ain’t a better place for those squirts to learn it than home. Drugs, guns? As if we’d run out.

I grin when she wriggles up close. A centimeter separating us was already too much. Then my head cranes into her hand, cheek nuzzling across her palm. I was vaguely ecstatic that the publicity never mattered to her - meant I could steal her away all the more into our private eden. Less eyes on she who I loved the most, the better. The safer. “Good,” I softly say, so in love with her. The next words were so touching I felt the world freeze, pea brain saving this to memory. She saved my life with her words, her touch. “Thank you, baby. I won’t disappoint you or them.” Me, a role model? I never woulda thought it, not in a billion years before I met her. But Kazashi McCoy deserved the world and everything in her wildest dreams. I’d do my part to bring it to life.

Her happy shiver throttles through me. It was one thing being with this supermodel angel - pleasing her, thrilling her - then another to know she felt the same. Made me wonder if everything I hated about myself was made for her all along, every throbbing piece sculpted for her divine shape. Her softness, her sweetness; I felt my mind drop when those words spilled from her melliferous lips, dripping with her. I lean in to lick it off her lips, hard, needing more of her blushes and gasps. I moan when she grips my hair, tightening my hold around her and only tearing my lips from her jaw to grin down at her. My precious, voluptuous girl. Hooded eyes scan her up and down, lingering hungrily in places. Then my hands roughly throw her wrists above her head to anchor them there. “Tell me you can take it.”

“You just try it, Zāzā!! You ain’t gettin’ this win on me!” She was so hella cute. I was flushed but I hella still couldn’t tear my eyes from her auric own, in love with her laugh and what she did to my hand. I’d kiss her till we’d have to come up for air, blue in the face and drowned in each other. More blue than usual!! Then when the world rapidly spun outta control I put a hand up to the back of my neck, another couple of arms instantly looping around her for comfort. “Shit!! You weren’t supposed to see that!” But I was laughing, in love with the kiss that came and instantly made whole from her presence. Her touch. “Thank you, baby!!” Getting nudged in the hip, I’d smile hella big, two hands gripping low at her abdomen and kissing her deeply on the neck. In front of the mirror, we were such a hella odd couple. A supermodel and troll, somehow madly fell in love with each other. Two other hands went coursing through her hair, then making funny shapes with it, grinning the whole time. Then I go to wash my teeth and brush my face, tugging a casual Spring fit on for our day!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

There was no better place in this whole wide world than being by Chuck's side. His soothing whisper and kisses up to the base of her horns made her blush all the more as she cuddled into him. The way he rubbed her horns made her whole body relax, like having sore muscles massaged after a long day at work. She was savoring every moment of it. Every moment of him, still love drunk on Chuck McCoy all these years later. Everything from his gorgeous voice to his funny and charming mannerisms, to his dashing looks. Although it was clear as day when she thought back on it, she had already fallen for him way before she first saw him without his mask on. She chuckled softly at what he said next. It felt like they were drifting on the backs of the softest, warmest clouds. Chuck, her own personal guardian angel. ''Ya know Ah would run away with ya in a heartbeat.'' She said dreamily, her auric cross eyes swimming in his milky white own.

She felt a rush of excitement at his words, her fingers all the more eager to keep teasing him. ''But me?'' she giggled low, whispering back as she kissed his cheek, one of her hands lingering on his abs. ''Ya think Ah need it more?'' He wasn't wrong. She would never stop needing him in her life. She was addicted to his love, a shameless sinner who needed him every way she could get him. It didn't matter if it was cuddling in bed like this, holding hands in the park, making lunches for him or calling him to let him know how much she loved him every day. Her heart was wrapped up in a package of all that sensual and sappy stuff, hella sappy!! And it all belonged to him, every part of her, every drop of love and every piece of stardust.

Even before they started dating when she had already decided on becoming a hero, she still wasn't interested in the fame. It wasn't about the fame or the attention, doubly so after she started dating him and they got married. If anyone found out they would both be in serious trouble. Society was just incapable of understanding a love as rich as theirs. Not that they needed to. As far as she was concerned this could remain their little secret. She was much more preoccupied with being his hero, with being their kids' hero than being a hero in the eyes of society. Sure, she would help out where she could, but at the end of the day she was here for him. For their new blossoming family. ''Ya never could, hun.'' She smiled. He cared way too much about being the perfect husband that he already was, he was going to be the best dad ever, so no matter what he couldn't disappoint their kids and certainly not her. She continued to caress his cheek gently, rubbing little circles into it. ''They're gonna see ya an' immediately realize how lucky they are, ta be blessed with a pa so handsome!'' She giggled.

She looked back at him with needy desperation, breathy, cheeks flushed, she let him direct her wrists as she gulped. ''Ah can take it.'' Her heart was beating out of control. The way the morning light hit him through their curtains he had never looked better, illuminated by the glow of the Sun itself. ''A-Ah want ya..'' She blurted out, her body squirming a bit. ''Please.''

She was laughing right along with him, convinced that had she tried to get out of bed first too that could have been her on the floor right about now, her head still spinning from their kisses. Cuddles, kisses and laughter? There was no better way to start your morning. She couldn't help but laugh as he played with her hair in front of the mirror, it was almost impossible to tear herself away from him, even for a few minutes as she got dressed to head out for the day. Having settled on a spring fit of her own, Kazashi grabbed the keys to their apartment and checked her phone one last time before heading out. No new messages. ''Lookin' great, Chuchu.'' She winked as they walked out, making sure to lock the door behind them.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

There was somethin’ ■■■■ radically badass ‘bout bein’ someone’s first love, their last. Like I had a God-given responsibility to love her silly, discover every little or big thing that made her tick. Seeing her melt under me when my thumbs danced with her horns, fingertips massaging her shoulders flooded my tiny brain with happy chemicals. Another one to add to the playbook. A hundred pages so far and hundreds to go, cause she was changin’ everyday and I ain’t wanna miss a single thing ‘bout her. There was hella always something new to learn ‘bout my moongirl, something that’d bring stars coasting through her cross eyes. You fascinating, gorgeous nymph. “Yeah, babygirl? Where would you wanna go?” I stare up at her as my hands softly spool her hair around my fingers. “Anywhere in the world or the next, as long as you’re there, I’ll be right by your side,” I promise, tightening my hold around her with my other arms.

I bit my lip. “Ya. I ain’t got a single doubt ‘bout it.” My heart crashes through my pelvis, harder and deeper for her every reaction. Her soft, kissable fingertips ghosting across my lower chest, her kiss that lit me afire inside. She was devastatingly beautiful. Was when I met her, was now that she was getting bigger, would always be so in the future. I wanted her, all the time, in all forms, sagging skin and her perfect smiles and soft blushes. I couldn’t stop myself. I lean up and in, lips hovering over her right ear before whispering the most unhinged slew of just how much she needed it more for how naughty she was. My arms grip hers harder as I do, mouth softly biting the top of her ear when I finish. “Get the picture, baby?”

She’d always by My Hero, the limelight of my world and her family’s, too. I was blinded by her light when we met; that someone who endured the same hellacious childhood as me and chose kindness over anger never stopped blowing my mind. It was more proof of her celestial shine, the fact that God just gave her a little-lot more than everyone else. And I ain’t even a believer!! But it ain’t stop there, either! She was mad popular in Tokyo, with ecstatic fans goin’ right up to her and asking for her autograph, too! Possessiveness ramps up my spine every damn time, dovetailed with pride. My Charon, light over the night sky. That she was mine, all mine, was a near unfathomable fantasy come true even seven years later. All my life. “Kaz-chan…” For someone like that to say all those incredibly nice things to someone like me overfilled my tiny dead heart. There was no hesitation in saying this ethereal, majestic creature would be not just #1 Hero but also #1 Mom. For her to think I’d be the same as a dad touched me in a place I ain’t even know I had. “Thank you, baby. And thank ■■■■ their mama’s so HOTT!! C’mere!!” I make grabby hands towards her with all four arms and ain’t dare think to let her go!

I just couldn’t. Not ever, not now when she was so perfect under me. Head heavy, my vision wavers in and out a beat just lookin’ at this angel laid out with her hair spilling like a halo on the sheets. She was impossibly beautiful, auric cross eyes in the light a tint unknown to human comprehension. “Awh shit baby…” I nearly choke up when she blurts out what she does. My radial arteries bulge out from the skin as I push her wrists deeper into the pillows, two other hands coming up to course through her silky hair. I couldn’t think, body moving on its own to kiss her silly starting from her luscious lips moving downwards. Her every squirm, heartbeat breathtaking under my lips - hips in my hands, my heart on my tongue - it was dizzying. I was gonna worship her, draw out everything till she had nothing more to give. My goddess.

Her laughter is aural healing. In that thick rural accent, it sinks through your skin, straight into the heart. How could she make something as simple as laughing feel so damn good? It was a core memory, every giggle, blush, this moment in front of the mirror. I used to hate who I saw looking back at me when I was by myself but besides her I was a million bucks, immortal. Then when she put on the cutest fit I was hella jaw dropped all over again!! “Zāzā!!! You’re so BEAUTIFUL!” I practically dropped everything I was holding, the classic men collection of gun, phone and wallet with like two things in it!! “I-I mean like, you always are but especially so right now!!” I felt faint with her compliment, blushed at her wink!! I was weak again!!

I’d lead her by the small of her back, hook my hand into hers and take extra care to support her. She ain’t no wallflower anymore, my Kazashi. Pregnant so, she could still topple the best gang member in two seconds flat!! But I’d never stop holding her like my princess, protecting her. Especially now, these vulnerable months of our lives before everything changed forever. I look at her, so in awe. Beauty without description, my whole world as a person. “You havin’ a good Mother’s Day so far?” I ask in a low tone. The next one would be with our kids, a thought that sent my heart through orbit. When we got to the car, I’d open the door for her, marvel her before closing it.

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[Kazashi McCoy]

''With ya?'' Her eyes became distant for just a moment as she imagined a place where they could be alone. Not pursued by heroes, by evil corporations or by the law. Somewhere sunny, with space for them to raise their kids and live out a happy life together. She imagined a place that didn't exist. An impossible utopia that wasn't meant for the McCoy family. ''Somewhere far away from here. Somewhere nice.'' She smiled, nuzzling into his hand as her own explored his back, gently massaging his shoulders.

She felt her face redden like it never had before when he whispered into her ear. ''Y-Yeah..'' She gasped, barely able to breathe normally when she was under his spell. Her mind ran wild with PG-13 scenarios, only the purest thoughts in the McCoy household!! ''We're not in a rush, right?'' She whispered into his neck. ''We can stay like this for a bit. ~''

She didn't care what the rest of the world thought about him. How Chuck was Zombae, and Zombae was undoubtedly a villain, he stole, he killed, he did anything to get by, committing so many unforgivable crimes in the eyes of society and yet, he was her hero. No one could compare to him, no one had his heart, his compassion and his smile. She would betray the entire world in a heartbeat to keep him safe. Of course she hoped she never had to, ideally, even if the chances were slim, she hoped that one day the rest of the world could learn to see him through her eyes. See him not as a villain, but as Chuck. A man who was trying his best every day, and who had so much unending love to give to the world. She giggled as he made grabby hands towards her snuggling into him as she initiated a tickle fight she definitely couldn't win!!

Her lips met his with a giggle, her skin tickling with each kiss he traced down her body. She had been close with him for years now and it never got old. She was used to him, but that didn't make every kiss or every stroke of his hand any less exciting. Good thing she was lying down as her head was hella spinning out of control, mad in love with her Zombae!

She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear as he complimented her fit. ''Ya think?'' She posed, fluttering her eyelashes at him. ''If ya think Ah look great, wait until ya take a look in the mirror, Chuchu.'' She turned her hand into a scarf and gave his butt a playful smack. Once they became parents their lives were probably going to get hella busy. Would they still have time to fool around in the morning like this? Knowing them, she was sure they would work it out somehow.

When they held hands like this, she felt complete, reunited with her missing piece, her eternal soulmate. ''The best!'' She giggled, leaning on him. ''We'll have a lot of mother an' father's days ta look forward ta now. Just wait until it's yer turn!'' She stuck her tongue out at him. She was going to blow him away on father's day!!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Milky white eyes follow every curve of her auric own, wanting to see what scenery her gorgeous mind had set its sights on. Was it too far in the pregnancy to get a flight out somewhere? Or would a boat be better? She could say right now she wanted us to go halfway across the globe and I’d carry her the whole way. “Somewhere nice,” I repeated after her, leaning up and in to kiss her cheek as her hands lit a fire down my back, “somewhere only we know.” I breathed her in, tension banished from my body the second her hands massaged my shoulders. Just one touch, just her smell and taste alone was enough to soothe me. I used to be so angry at the world… I wanted to send a kite to lil me, tell him an angel would save his life. Even if life would always be hard on us, lovers on opposite sides of the law.

The fattest, most shameful grin spread over my face seeing her blush. Watching red hot flowers bloom over her face in the heart of the spring. I laugh, in love with the rapid pace of her breathing. “No rush. Naughty.” I push in closer to her, wrap my arms tighter ‘round her and breathe in the wildflowers of her hair. Her whisper pours liquid shock down my spine, whole body alive at her words. “hell yeah!! I want what you want.” Always. I was hella on the same page; we could stay in all day n’ be happy as clams clammed up together. (She’s the pearl, of course). Sometimes, that seemed like the best course of action, anyways. We had enemies surrounding us on all sides, with the secret of who I was an ever-looming death threat above us. I never forgot the fact that my moongirl coulda had the whole world with someone else. She was beautiful, badass, and it seemed like countless Heroes and Heroines would take her hand in marriage at the drop of a beat. No shortage in suitors, no short trolls like me on the list. Life would have been so much easier for her, no sacrifices in putting up with me.

So I’d do more, be more. Make it worthwhile for this breathtaking angel who deserved more than the world, all its suns, moons and stars combined. It was a promise I held to my soul as her soft, sweet hands came in for the tickle fight!! I was dying laughing, then dying straight up if I couldn’t kiss her right then and there all over. Her every giggle, flush of her skin alive under my lips - maddening. I smile wickedly up at her, tracing downwards still, drunk in love. I’d cherish, worship, what was mine.

“I hella do!! My jaw dropped, straight up!” It did again when she posed, fluttered her thick eyelashes!! Then I chuckle when her scarf hand does what it does, a hand going up the back of my neck. Truth be told, I was hella worried ‘bout timin’ too. Time to fool around in the morning, time to take the cutest woman in the whole wide universe out for our weekly dates… How much would a Friday night babysitter cost? Eight pm to midnight, that’s sixteen hours a month for just us. I’d pay one of those UAU brats a fortune to do it. No cost too great to keep our kids safe, but bigger than that to nurture the relationship with the love of my life.

It made me so damn happy when she leaned on me. To see the most important person in the world, my soulmate, mother of our kids, smile like that. “A-a lot, yeah.” Then I flushed. Father’s Day, n’ me in the same sentence seemed like something that ain’t make any sense. But now it did. We were becoming parents. And I couldn’t be happier ‘bout it. My hand tightens around hers, the loudest, most obnoxious laugh coming when she stuck her tongue out!!

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[Jinx]

☆ MISSION SUCCESS ☆

What a wholesome family!
Great thread you two!

+ 50 Tokens!!

Chuck: 1,000 // 6,000 Exp
Kazashi: 1,000 // 6,000 Exp <Cap reached>

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