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[whatmikamakes]

Pixar, let this woman curse like a sailor.

[whatmikamakes]

I present to you: Evelyn in her silver vixen years

[whatmikamakes]

"Rick Dicker just called in," Helen says with concern. The laundry basket is forgotten somewhere in the hall leading to the master bedroom. On the other end, Dash peeks from a corner with wide eyes, sensing the familiar urgency from his mother. Violet, slumped on the couch with a magazine, slides back one side of her headphones to also listen in. She presses the remote across her and lowers the television's volume, much to Jack-Jack's dismay.

"What'd he say?" Bob sits up. The mention of their old partner's name diminishes the day's civilian boredom.

"There's been a security breach at the New Urbem Prison. A big one." Helen shuffles through their closet and yanks out their suits, tossing Bob's onto the foot of the bed. "It's all hands on deck with this one. Backup systems have been hacked; gates are malfunctioning; the entire block has no power."

"Hacked?" Bob is already on the move, putting on his suit with quick familiarity. "You don't think...?"

"Oh, I don't think-- I 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 Evelyn is behind this."

[whatmikamakes]

Pure adrenaline. Your body shakes with it, as your heart pumps wildly from the intense sensations of the wind blowing harshly at your hair, and the speed of the motorbike that would have you falling off across the highway if you weren't holding tightly onto Evelyn.

Her little quips in an attempt to calm you down are met with colourful strings of curses and panicked yells. Your arms around her waist are your lifeline as the monstrous beast of a machine roars through the city.

You hold on with all your strength, your front pressed tightly against the back of her leather jacket. Can she feel your heart thundering in your chest? Will she wonder if that's how it feels when you think of her too much?

Time seems to slow on the crest of your moments together, then resumes its pace, if not faster, when the bubble around you both vanishes in a blink.

It's when you feel her chuckle more than the dying rumble of the motorbike that you finally open your eyes. "We've stopped moving, you know." Her head is turned slightly to the side, her curious gaze taking in the sight of you still clinging firmly onto her. You're back in the garage.

The engine dies with a flick of her key. She gives you her signature charming smile and holds up her arm, waiting patiently as you hold onto it and get off the motorbike clumsily. You fidget with the straps of your helmet and try to make sense as to how you can take it off. Your embarrassment grows tenfold with the blush on your cheeks when Evelyn raises a brow at your fumbling then reaches out to unclasp the straps in one move.

"So..." She smoothly takes off her own helmet, then ruffles her hair back to its organized mess. "How was it?"

✧･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾･ﾟ: ･ﾟ

⚠️ ɴᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴜᴍʙᴀꜱꜱ!

[whatmikamakes]

"Well? Get on."

The spare helmet hits you square on the chest before you can comprehend what Evelyn just invited you to do. How can you comprehend anything with the way the leather material of her suit clings so enticingly around her curves? She's already swinging her leg over the seat with the familiarity of a seasoned rider, revving up the engine invitingly as if to command its intense roars to get you to join her. Despite the rumbling of the motorbike, you can still feel the thundering beats of your heart, screaming at you to be more cautious. Your head moves on its own in a hypnotized nod before you realize what you're agreeing to do.

With a gulp, you awkwardly stretch your leg over the seat and fumble your way behind her. You don't know whether or not to anchor yourself by holding onto her shoulders, so your hands grip the sides of the motorbike. She raises a brow at you, and the engine growls louder as the motorbike suddenly jolts forward and stops, drawing out a pathetic yelp from you. It feels like a large wild beast getting ready to speed through the concrete jungle outside her place.

Evelyn, ever the tease, ever the one who toes the line of life's thrill when she feels like it, takes your hands and guides them to her lithe waist. The leather is warm and smooth. It clings to her body like a second skin, and you want to run your hands all over it to get a good feel, but refrain yourself. Your obvious want and adorable attempt at pretending that you're not as entranced by her suit draws out a fond smile from her.

She presses your hands firmly on her waist once more, encouraging you not to be so shy.

"Hold on tight."

✧･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾･ﾟ: ･ﾟ

⚠️ ɴᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴜᴍʙᴀꜱꜱ!

[pavutynko]

MEOW

[whatmikamakes]

Winston remains quiet for a moment before shaking his head. “Can you at least make a few appearances? It wouldn't do well for the public to ask where you are.”

“That's the public’s problem.”

He huffs. “Evelyn, work with me here. I can't keep defending you from the press. Remember last year during the Shabandar charity dinner? When the people asked me where you were? I told them you were busy working on a new project. Then, Page Six blew up with all those photos of you drinking in the Caribbeans the following day!”

Evelyn pulls away and plops onto her computer chair with a helpless shrug. “I have my own ways of brainstorming.”

“I had to do damage control!" He runs a hand across his face, clearly reaching the end of his patience. “I don't know how many times I've said this, but you need to be a team player, Evelyn. We're a duo!”

“Of course, I'm a team player!” she retorts, rolling her eyes before murmuring, “... just on Team Evelyn.”

[whatmikamakes]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Incredibles (Pixar Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evelyn Deavor | Screenslaver/Reader Characters: Evelyn Deavor | Screenslaver, Reader Additional Tags: Fluff, Reader-Insert, Dating, Pet Names, Useless Lesbians, POV Second Person, Short & Sweet, One Shot Series: Part 6 of Lost in the Whirlwind of You Summary:

As you navigate through your relationship with Evelyn, you take note of the little ways she'd show her affection for you. Rarely a woman who verbalizes her affection directly, she speaks her own language of love. But one question eventually comes to mind as the months pass...

Why doesn't she ever use pet names?

[Evelyn Deavor/Reader]

[whatmikamakes]

happy halloween from ur favorite clitsucker bloodsucker 🦇🌕🌃

[whatmikamakes]

I haven't posted my edits here omg kckznsmdj

[whatmikamakes]

[whatmikamakes]

Miss Deavor Chapter 4 won by a landslide!

This fic was originally supposed to be just around 5-7 chapters. But with life stuff happening, it's been some time since the last update. So, I need y'all to pick!!

Long Chapters

- Obviously takes a while to write

- Chapter 3 was 27k words. I'm tempted to write longer for this new chapter, but it'll take a long fucking time since the new school year is starting. And tbh, idk what possessed me to write like a lot back then

- Longer time between updates

Short Chapters

- Shorter time between updates, so... more frequent updates!

- Chapters will be around 10k to 15k words... or less. Depends on where I think the story would pause well

- More chapters!

Please, pick!

Shorter chapters

Long chapters

Voting ended onAug 31, 2024

[just-prompt-things]

best trope and you can fight me over it (i abuse this so hard with my ocs)

[peach-flavored-cyanide]

alternatively

[whatmikamakes]

Vote for the piece you want me to finish!

Overtime

Late

Heroine of Your Heart

Three Is a Crowd

Lessons

Names

Miss Deavor (Chapter 4)

Voting ended onAug 19, 2024

[whatmikamakes]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Happy Pride, gays! Here’s a little gift from me to you <33

Chapters: 26/26 Fandom: Incredibles (Pixar Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evelyn Deavor | Screenslaver/Reader Characters: Evelyn Deavor | Screenslaver, Reader Series: Part 5 of Lost in the Whirlwind of You Summary:

How is Evelyn Deavor like in and out of the bedroom?

[nukacoola]

I love fanfic authors. I read a fic once and the author said they had the friend who is a real nuclear physicist teach them all about this radioactive compound and how it reacts with different materials so that their fic could be accurate. It was smut.

[greenmossloveisreal1998iloveyou]

Have fun in the war dumbass I’ll be at home fucking military wives

[unbossed-deactivated20251218]

Damn. Good way to get your fucking windows kicked in

shut the fuck up and raise my son bootlicker

All fun and games until someone with 3 confirmed kills shows up at your doorstep with a baseball bat

im not at my house tho, im at yours with your wife

But he’s got shooters all over the world 🌎 even when he’s away

just shot a load in his wife

You ungrateful asshole. My bf might be fighting for your freedom and you’re here mocking him for keeping your pathetic ass safe from the threats of the world. If a war comes to our country, we’re not saving you, you dumbass ungrateful fuck up of a human being.

Your bf is fighting for oil and killing civilians and probably cheating on you he’s a scumbag, which is why I just fucked his mom to make a better son

[thetyrannosaur]

[heardbook]

The fool taunts the hungry dogs but the dogs have their day and the fool becomes a feast

your girl boutta be the feast soon as you get deployed boot boy

World Heritage Post

[cpineau1973]

Who ever was the first person to post this is the biggest piece of shit in the world. You’re an amoral ASSHOLE!!!!!

[cpineau1973]

Hotmeat89 you are a disgrace you don’t deserve to be called an American! You don’t even have the right to call yourself a MAN!

I don’t call myself a man but your wife still calls me to fuck

[hellsitegenetics]

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