(RP blog for my Megamind-verse OC Alice Heartly nsfw.. sometimes.. lol

I track the tag scorcheddragonfly

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Apr 16, 2014
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bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

scorched-dragonfly:

scorched-dragonfly:

Thunder rolled and lighting flashed outside, a cold breeze washing into the room, disturbing Alice’s dream. It wasn’t until she felt the bed dip, the covers shift, and a cool hand find her’s, that she stirred. “Mm.. hey baby.. you’re home early..” She murmured sleepily, shifting closer to the form. Her brow wrinkled slightly when she felt something curl around her ankle - not that it was unpleasant, just weird - and…was he wet? 

Her eyes blinked open sleepily and she rubbed at one with her hand. “Six, did you get caught in th-” When she took in the dark face next to her’s, most definitely NOT Six, her eyes went wide, all traces of sleep disappearing as she squeaked a yelp of surprise and scrambled back - only to fall out of the bed.

Alice’s mouth fell open as she watched the giant bat roll around the floor and move around the room, so fast she could barely track him with her eyes.

When he finally stopped, perched on the crib, she just stared, dumbfounded, for a long moment. “Wha……….what the crap was that?”

What was that - !? “Your baby attacked me!” he accused, pointing with a finger at Maria. Acting all cute and adorable … and then that! “Evil baby! She drooled on me” he snitched, crossing his arms and … shuddered again, his tail curling around the top of the moon-shaped crib.

Alice squinted at him, staring a moment longer like she wasn’t sure if she’d heard him right. Glancing down at Maria as he pointed, then back up at him……and burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me?” She was still cracking up, holding her side with one hand as the other arm secured Maria. “You call a little drool an attack??”


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Apr 16, 2014
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bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

scorched-dragonfly:

scorched-dragonfly:

Thunder rolled and lighting flashed outside, a cold breeze washing into the room, disturbing Alice’s dream. It wasn’t until she felt the bed dip, the covers shift, and a cool hand find her’s, that she stirred. “Mm.. hey baby.. you’re home early..” She murmured sleepily, shifting closer to the form. Her brow wrinkled slightly when she felt something curl around her ankle - not that it was unpleasant, just weird - and…was he wet? 

Her eyes blinked open sleepily and she rubbed at one with her hand. “Six, did you get caught in th-” When she took in the dark face next to her’s, most definitely NOT Six, her eyes went wide, all traces of sleep disappearing as she squeaked a yelp of surprise and scrambled back - only to fall out of the bed.

A warm laugh escaped Alice at his reaction and she reached for Maria. A thin string of drool trailed from Bruce’s shoulder as she drew Maria away from him and cradled her against her own chest. “Me?” She asked, surprised, brows arching slightly as she met his white eyes, shifting from foot to foot to sway Maria - who seemed to relax into her mother’s familiar touch.

Bruce did not hear what she was saying. He stared at the line of drool and inhaled for one last time and … forgot how to breath. Making a face, he dropped on the floor, rolling around and trying to get the drool off, not caring as he gave away that he could move with superspeed. But wet things and getting those off him by rolling on the ground was usually no working thing - just like in that case, too. Wiping it off with the sleeve of his suit, he stumbled through the nursery until he eventually calmed down again - on the top of the crib, breathing heavily. How again did he get there? He shuddered again, perching and staying on the crib for the rest of his life if he had to.

"You were saying - ?" he went on with their conversation as if nothing happened. 

Alice’s mouth fell open as she watched the giant bat roll around the floor and move around the room, so fast she could barely track him with her eyes.

When he finally stopped, perched on the crib, she just stared, dumbfounded, for a long moment. “Wha……….what the crap was that?”


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Apr 16, 2014
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bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

scorched-dragonfly:

scorched-dragonfly:

Thunder rolled and lighting flashed outside, a cold breeze washing into the room, disturbing Alice’s dream. It wasn’t until she felt the bed dip, the covers shift, and a cool hand find her’s, that she stirred. “Mm.. hey baby.. you’re home early..” She murmured sleepily, shifting closer to the form. Her brow wrinkled slightly when she felt something curl around her ankle - not that it was unpleasant, just weird - and…was he wet? 

Her eyes blinked open sleepily and she rubbed at one with her hand. “Six, did you get caught in th-” When she took in the dark face next to her’s, most definitely NOT Six, her eyes went wide, all traces of sleep disappearing as she squeaked a yelp of surprise and scrambled back - only to fall out of the bed.

She gave him a weird look at his ‘explanation’ of his hero status. “So…you’re a neutral..?” That was the only thing that made sense.

Watching Maria shift, Alice stepped a bit closer, stepping into the infant’s view. Her smile quirked and she nodded to his added terms. “I think I can work with that.” She chuckled, holding out her hands in offer to take the baby. “You want me to…?”

"Oh god, please, yes" Bruce said, relieved Alice was willing to take over with that ticking timebomb of a baby. "I’m glad we can work together like that. Hey, speaking of which … you can talk, walk … do have a college degree … I mean you look smart - .. any chances I can win you for the good cause? It’s … not really neutral, but just… good. Just … helping people getting better. That’s … the thing” he explained, trying to get Maria off him, his movements wary because he wasn’t sure whether she still wanted to drool on him after all.

A warm laugh escaped Alice at his reaction and she reached for Maria. A thin string of drool trailed from Bruce’s shoulder as she drew Maria away from him and cradled her against her own chest. “Me?” She asked, surprised, brows arching slightly as she met his white eyes, shifting from foot to foot to sway Maria - who seemed to relax into her mother’s familiar touch.


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Apr 16, 2014
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bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

scorched-dragonfly:

scorched-dragonfly:

Thunder rolled and lighting flashed outside, a cold breeze washing into the room, disturbing Alice’s dream. It wasn’t until she felt the bed dip, the covers shift, and a cool hand find her’s, that she stirred. “Mm.. hey baby.. you’re home early..” She murmured sleepily, shifting closer to the form. Her brow wrinkled slightly when she felt something curl around her ankle - not that it was unpleasant, just weird - and…was he wet? 

Her eyes blinked open sleepily and she rubbed at one with her hand. “Six, did you get caught in th-” When she took in the dark face next to her’s, most definitely NOT Six, her eyes went wide, all traces of sleep disappearing as she squeaked a yelp of surprise and scrambled back - only to fall out of the bed.

Alice rolled her eyes, but smiled a little crookedly. “She can make her own decision- when she’s grown, can talk, and walk, and has her college degree.” Her lips quirked in a grin. It was kind of impressive how quickly he seemed to calm her - he was purring, right? 

The infant had indeed relaxed again, or at least seemed to, but there was still a faint whine coming from her. That prickling of sadness was uncomfortable, even if she didn’t understand what it was.  The purring melody was soothing, but her eyes were still open, starting to look around for ‘mommy’. Just as she was looking around, something Bruce said registered with Alice and one of her brows arched. “Villains like you?….I thought you said you were a hero…?”

"I am a hero. Just for … villains, too. - But you keep adding conditions, lady" Bruce complained jokingly. until - "Huh - ? Maria’s heart beat didn’t calm down as much as he’d intended it to. Something was wrong - and knowing babies, that something could be all kinds of very unpleasureable. "Ooookay - no villain or hero carreers until all that and additionally, not until she still has to depend on diapers" he decided. He needed help, the Night Guard was thin, but … there were limits. He nodded, accepting those conditions. "I’ll bring her home when I catch her fighting crime or commiting some before that" he promised, his tail twitching unsettled.

She gave him a weird look at his ‘explanation’ of his hero status. “So…you’re a neutral..?” That was the only thing that made sense.

Watching Maria shift, Alice stepped a bit closer, stepping into the infant’s view. Her smile quirked and she nodded to his added terms. “I think I can work with that.” She chuckled, holding out her hands in offer to take the baby. “You want me to…?”


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Apr 16, 2014
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scorched-dragonfly:

Her fingers curled into Fakk 2’s fur when the big dog bumped her side, taking an involuntary step back from the man’s unconscious form. Too many different feelings and urges surging through her in that moment. She wanted to run, scream, cry…and the worse of all… she wanted to kill him. 

It wasn’t the strongest urge, yet still. For a brief moment, the want to blaze and burn and scorch this man and the threat he presented from the face of the earth flared hot inside her. It was…disturbing, to say the least. Her body trembled, she felt weak as her heart pounded as she blinked, dragging her gaze away from the man and back up to Wendalyn. “I’m….no. Not really. Do you know this…man?”

[Wendalyn’s frown deepens at the question. Considering that she had kicked the guy in the face after he’d pointed a gun at her and she’d already stated that she didn’t know what he wanted, one would think that the obvious answer would be ‘no’. So, either Alice is in shock or the woman thinks that she is allied with the man and hiding it.] No, I really don’t. From how you’re acting, it seems like you might, though. What’s going on?

She nodded mutely, looking back at the body on the ground. A shudder slipped through her and she knelt down next to the dog, trying to hide the weak tremor. “His name tag.. uh. The logo. I know that…company.”

Another wave of panic rolled through her and her chest squeezed and she leaned into the massive dog. “It’s called Dragonfly Genetics.”


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Apr 16, 2014
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"Thanks." She chuckled, a faint touch of color gracing her cheeks.  Watching as Wendalyn nudged the man with her toes, pushing him over on his back, Alice’s squinted at the name tag that slipped into view. "I wonder what he wanted.  You don’t thin-" 

Her fingers stilled in Fakk 2’s fur when she noticed the logo emblazoned on the top of the tag, feeling her heart freeze and drop heavily into her stomach as she stared motionlessly. For a deeply panicked moment, it felt like she couldn’t breathe, like she was going to suffocate from the mere shock of it, from the blast of terror that shot through her just seeing the Dragonfly Genetics logo stare up at her from the laminated piece of plastic.

-Sensing the woman’s terror, Fakk 2 whines and bumps the lady. She can tell that the man smells faintly of bad things, but if Mistress isn’t upset, she doesn’t understand why the woman is so scared.-

[Between Alice’s reaction and the dog’s, Wendalyn is both confused and on edge. She can smell that the man has had contact with a sterile environment, but no worse that one would pick up going to a doctor’s visit, so she had brushed it off, but the woman’s fear makes her wonder if that is a mistake.] Alice? Are you okay?

Her fingers curled into Fakk 2’s fur when the big dog bumped her side, taking an involuntary step back from the man’s unconscious form. Too many different feelings and urges surging through her in that moment. She wanted to run, scream, cry…and the worse of all… she wanted to kill him. 

It wasn’t the strongest urge, yet still. For a brief moment, the want to blaze and burn and scorch this man and the threat he presented from the face of the earth flared hot inside her. It was…disturbing, to say the least. Her body trembled, she felt weak as her heart pounded as she blinked, dragging her gaze away from the man and back up to Wendalyn. “I’m….no. Not really. Do you know this…man?”


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Apr 15, 2014
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Put a ‘☁’ in my askbox if your muse sometimes misses my muse when we’re not roleplaying

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Apr 15, 2014
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"Nice to meet you too." She smiled, nose crinkling a little as she grinned when she felt Fakk 2’s tongue against her fingers. Experimentally, she turned her hand to brush her fingers over the dog’s fur. "Don’t think I could pull off a cape." She chuckled, looking back at Wendalyn. "I’m glad you’re alright. That was a pretty good kick." Her gaze flicked to the unconscious man, no sympathy for him in her expression.  "Guess there’s still some pretty scummy people around here."

Maybe not, but I bet you’d look good in tights. [She watches the two interact, relaxing a little as she does so. This might not be Inferno, but, even this version of the woman seems to be tolerable.]

Thanks. I’m not sure what he was after, but he didn’t get it, thanks to you. [Stretching a foot out, Wendalyn toes the man’s shoulder and makes him roll over. He doesn’t seem like the criminal type, really, he’ll the guy even has one of those dumb name tag things in plastic clipped inside his now open jacket.]

"Thanks." She chuckled, a faint touch of color gracing her cheeks.  Watching as Wendalyn nudged the man with her toes, pushing him over on his back, Alice’s squinted at the name tag that slipped into view. "I wonder what he wanted.  You don’t thin-" 

Her fingers stilled in Fakk 2’s fur when she noticed the logo emblazoned on the top of the tag, feeling her heart freeze and drop heavily into her stomach as she stared motionlessly. For a deeply panicked moment, it felt like she couldn’t breathe, like she was going to suffocate from the mere shock of it, from the blast of terror that shot through her just seeing the Dragonfly Genetics logo stare up at her from the laminated piece of plastic.


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Apr 14, 2014
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Given the Blues

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Her lips curved in a smile and she nodded. “You’re welcome.” Moving after them as he headed to the door. “I hope you make it home okay. If you think a out it, maybe you could text me, to let me know?”

Another pause, considering it, and he nods again, pocketing the scrap of paper. “He’ll do so.”

When he got home, explained what had happened.

"Okay." She smiled warmly, opening the front door for him. "Well…be careful. It was nice to meet you, Isaiah."


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Apr 14, 2014
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white-celled-six asked: While they're in the throes of passion, Ember jumps up on the bed, and starts coughing and gurgling as she hacks up a nice, wet hairball onto the quilt.

Glances up from where she was kissing Six’s neck when she heard the hacking and gagging just barely over the sound of their own hard breathing and racing hearts. “Wha- EW! Ember! Stop!!” Alice yelped, seeing what the cat was doing to their bed, twisting slightly as she tried to scoot away from the foul smelling glob, still with Six on top of her.