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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@mafiaspy
hello. . .I'm a spy. . .a mimic spy. . .yes I'm reasonably for that mimic scout that was with that nurse. . .yes I'm happy my son is away and safe. . .I talk with him more than my other kids. . .someone needed to teach him how to be a mimic. . .
Hello. The following is a message from the Teufort Census Bureau.
How would you rate your current employment?
Thank you for your co-operation.
@tf2-data-collection-agency
*he looks up holding a child and blinks*
O-oh. . .its fine. . .i guess im wishful they let my boyfriend on paied leave too. . .Je suis trop fatigué. . .i just want him home for our sone
What's up spy :)
Hungry. . .need to call Red about notre bébé, coming soon.
Toilet ananas nasdas?
*stares and blinks*
Mon amour. . .what did he say?
@red-texan-workshop
hows mpregnacy
. . .it is fine. . .not my first time pregnant. . .
Stares up at him. “Woah…”
-@iaminyourbones-but-rp
What, enfant?
[ @rengineer ] "Merry Christmas… an' congratulations on the new lil' one comin' your way, I s’posed."
merci, and we will be sure to let you know when he arrives.
🎄QUESTION 0812
What’s your characters role in holiday cooking or baking (if any)?
🎁 PROMPT 0812
Icicle.
Reply or reblog to answer the question. Create a new post tagged with #REDSmissmas2k24 to share your response to the daily prompt.
Oh merde. . .i can cook, but since i have a child coming in, Red doing cooking this year! we mimics used to only eat humans for Christmas, but Red is dead set on some. . . human. . .food. . .My son is very big on burnt legs. . .never knew why. . .
*he kisses his neck and sets a sandwich down* eat, mon amour. the little one is getting mad at me- ow. . .please tell your child not to kick me
*Red gently rubs Jaques’ belly*
Little rascal, gonna be a darn firecracker when he’s born. Stop kickin’ yer dad, why don’t ya?
*Red chuckles, placing a kiss on the spy’s shoulder before turning back to his work.*
I don’t got time to eat right now, Sorry darlin’.
. . .eat. . .you need it. . .you need away from your work. . im storting to be lonely here. . .
*He walks off and sighs*
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
It ain’t my blood, don’t worry…
*Red sits down at his work desk, putting his prosthetic arm on the table and using his free hand to try and fix it.*
Damnit…
Anyway, how’s the kid doin’? Everythin’ goin’ good.
*he smiles and holds his hand to his stomach. . .red can feel a kick*
stubborn like his papa. . .didnt stop kicking till they heard your voice. . .
Heh, well I’m excited to meet the lil thin’. Tell me if ya need anythin’ at all, hun.
*Red smiles, continuing to tinker with his robotic arm.*
Damnit, they really got to this thin’… ain’t workin a bit…
*he takes his hand and places it on his stomach. Red can feel a kick at his hand as Jaques smiles and kisses his cheek*
why dont ya talk to him?. . .
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
It ain’t my blood, don’t worry…
*Red sits down at his work desk, putting his prosthetic arm on the table and using his free hand to try and fix it.*
Damnit…
Anyway, how’s the kid doin’? Everythin’ goin’ good.
*he smiles and holds his hand to his stomach. . .red can feel a kick*
stubborn like his papa. . .didnt stop kicking till they heard your voice. . .
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
Howdy y’all
Jaques n’ I got a little news to share
@mafiaspy
*vomiting in the back and holding up a middle finger*
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
mhm? oui?. . .
Well, I get that ya got a appetite humans thing, but do ya eat other things?
It’s alright if not, I just need ta know what I gotta shoot for ya
*he looks up and yawns*
Human only, mon sac de sang~
*Red chuckles a bit, wiping his arm with a handkerchief from his pocket*
I have no clue what ya just said, but alright darlin’.
Any preferences? Or does everyone just taste the same?
*he kisses him*
only you taste the best~
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
mhm? oui?. . .
Well, I get that ya got a appetite humans thing, but do ya eat other things?
It’s alright if not, I just need ta know what I gotta shoot for ya
*he looks up and yawns*
Human only, mon sac de sang~
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
mhm? oui?. . .
