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ovaruling · 2 years

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low-impact exercise for women

hey gyns! every now and again i see some ladies asking about exercise resources that aren't an influencer-styled overstimulating end-result/image-focused mess. i'd say a fair number of us just want to get our bodies moving with intent, get our blood flowing, release some endorphins, and maybe build some strength.

no fitness trainer online is ever gonna be perfect, but i'd like to offer up Pahla B on youtube as an option to explore. she is a woman in her fifties who began exercising late in life, and has been on youtube for nearly a decade at this point. she specializes in low-impact workouts (no jumping, no floorwork or transitions to the ground).

my two cents of a rundown on why i prefer her channel, since a general wariness of fitness folks on youtube is good to have:

to reiterate, she specializes in moderate low-impact workouts. this means no jumping, no transitions to the ground. (her earlier workouts are not always low-impact, but she has recently in the last couple years redoubled her efforts to focus on strictly low-impact workouts.)

she has something for everyone: knee-friendy workouts without squats or lunges; shoulder/arm friendly workouts with no overhead moves; tons of full-length SEATED workouts; balance workouts; standing abs workouts; active rest; indoor walks, indoor runs, indoor walk-and-run intervals; equipment-free, or when dumbbells are involved she will often suggest that you can use water bottles or soup cans or whatever you have on hand... it goes on and on. her organized playlists are numerous.

her workout length (for the last year+) is reliably 20 minutes, including warm up and cool-down. she uses a timer, too, so you always know how long intervals are going to be.

she’s cheerful, easygoing, and talks constantly through the workout, from start to finish. this is great for those of us who need constant stimulation or focus reminders. she speaks to an audience of mostly middle-aged menopausal women, having conversations about mental and emotional and physical well-being, and each workout has a different topic with a focus.

she is a fitness trainer, but she’s pro-body neutrality. one of her running topics is "your body's gonna do what your body's gonna do." she talks often about this and it is extremely refreshing imo

no makeup or sexualization at all!

and she works out barefoot! she explains this as a personal choice and not to do it just because she is, but it lends a really relaxed casual feel to it. you don't have to spend ages getting geared up to work out--i've done her workouts in my pajamas before. it’s very “come as you are” which is nice

demonstrates in a small-space workout setting. she works out on the length of a small rug, often with her pets nearby.

she tells you what to do for moves that you don't want to do--if you don't want to squat, she tells you substitute with a kick, and explains why that is equally as effective as a squat, so that you're not sitting there berating yourself thinking you're losing out on fitness gains by not forcing yourself to do something that your body isn't comfortable with.

she is big on moderation. never too much, never too little. she talks about finding what's right for you and your body.

she used to be a preschool teacher, and her coaching style reflects that. there's no harshness, no yelling, lots of flexibility, lots of care and walk-you-through-this-thought etc

she does not play music during her workout. this is great, because even though she's talking, i just play my own music a few volume-ticks below her so that i can still hear her and the timer.

she has a few videos where she has added some instrumental music and those are indicated by music symbols in the title. they are a rarity, but they're a nice change sometimes.

she debunks a lot of harmful trendy myths about nutrition, fitness, body image, and menopause.

also: many of her videos have titles that seem like weight loss clickbait, which may put a lot of you off. but i promise you the content is not Like That. if the video title is like "Burn Belly Fat!" i can guarantee you she's going to tell you why you need body fat, why a strong core is what you want and why a "flat belly" is a harmful myth, and how to reframe your thoughts to be about strengthening your abdominal muscles in order to strengthen the rest of your body. she does this in a soothing way imo--you can come into the video with a fixation on a certain body part that you want to spot-reduce (she will tell you why this is a myth, too) and you will get a maternal-feeling conversation that doesn't chastise you for this anxiety but instead offers you a different way of thinking about the way your body works and allowing yourself to become familiar with it through movement. in short, this woman talks you through it.

she often discusses why dissociating from your body makes you feel anxiety, and she emphasizes why workouts that are moderate help you EXIST in your body and allow you to be present in your movements. she refers often to what she calls "the mind-body connection," not in a spiritual way but in the way of understanding that YOU are your body.

are you a runner who’s not comfortable outdoors? Pahla is an experienced runner and has a host of videos of indoor runs, where you can run in place or in a small space. some have walking intervals, some are straight runs. she has soooo many of them.

want to learn to run but don't have any experience/don’t know how to start safely? she has a series of videos for learning to be a runner that involves graduated intervals--like, 10 seconds of running, 30 seconds of walking. and then another video will be 20 seconds of running, 20 seconds of walking, and so on.

want to focus on building muscle? she has an entire 30-Day Body Shaping Series for Women that is meant to be repeated. it's strength-focused with some days that are low-impact cardio, and one "push day" per week where the workout is a bit tougher (heavier weights, but still low-impact) and slightly longer, meant to challenge you. the day after that is always an active rest day where the workout will be like a soothing stretch or a light walking workout.

like the idea of her but want something more challenging? she has a huge archive of older workouts that are TOUGH. truly, no joke, super tough. many are equipment-free, too. there are longer intervals/workout lengths (her longest that i've done was an hour!), high-impact (jumping, transitions to the ground), floor-work, high-intensity.

don't have 20 minutes? she has an archive of "the Hot 100" which was a summer series of 10-minute videos every day. she has a lot of 5-minute-fix workouts too that can be fit in to a busy day.

you can recommend her to the older women in your life. this is not a 20-year-old insta influencer who's been working out her entire life and is going to make your mother or grandmother or aunt or coworker feel alienated. this is a middle-aged woman--who began working out in her late 30s--who is making workouts for middle-aged women. it's FREE, there is a wide variety of accessibility-focused videos including seated workouts, and while the variety in general of her workouts is incredibly vast the format of her workouts for the last 2 years has been 20 minutes in length. and she focuses on topics that are relevant to women in their 40s, 50s, 60s, and beyond. she also builds in like, 2 minutes of balance to each workout to aid in fall-prevention, and talks about how lifting weights benefits bone density, stress, strength, mood, etc, and why that's so important for women.

even if you're like, 18, the things she's discussing about menopause are worth knowing, for yourself and for other women in your life.

for reference, i have autoimmune issues, and fibromyalgia, and a separate central nervous system disorder. there are days when i can barely lift my arms for fatigue or pain. i have been working out ~with Pahla for 3 years now and it has been a lifesaver for maintaining my strength without doing anything over the top.

a little personal testimony: my mom in her 50s has really bad arthritis in her back, knees, and hands. she also has heart problems and is mostly sedentary due to chronic pain. as a way of spending more quality time with her and to help her with stress, we decided for both of us to take 20 minutes each day and do a Pahla workout. my mom could barely lift her leg when we started, but she liked Pahla's style and kept at it, doing what she could and substituting exercises she couldn't do with walking in place (one of Pahla's frequent suggestions). we did a lot of seated workouts after some of her, and my own, surgeries, when neither of us were able to walk or do load-bearing movements.

my mom can now almost squat. she can ACTUALLY almost squat. just from doing the little bit we do each day, just from keeping herself moving. no crazy crossfit stuff, no "30 day squat challenge!" nonsense. she just found herself growing a little bit stronger every day, and because she wasn't injuring herself by overexercising, she was able to keep showing up the next day. she is now the most active i have ever seen her in my entire life and her mobility has improved beyond anything she said she ever hoped for.

anyway. for any women on here who don't want to do the gym, who feel safer and more comfortable indoors, who like the idea of low-impact workouts that aren't brutal but are still going to challenge you, who are tired of the way online profit-pushing fitness trainer culture is going--this is a free resource that i think some of you might like, too.

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tartigglez · 1 year

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"i know it hurts..."

headcanons of some genshin boys when you have your period (pt.1??)

kaeya, diluc, thoma, childe, zhongli (separately) x afab!reader (pronouns not mentioned)

genre: fluff

word count: 800-ish

tags: periods, no distinct mention of blood, wholesome boys (for the most part), a lottttt of physical touch + petnames, kaeya is teehee, diluc is clueless as shit, thoma is absolutely whipped, childe is also clueless, zhongli is wayyyyy clued in

tw/cw: zhongli is written as genderfluid, mentions of foods/drink (soup + tea), kisses in zhongli's, i don't think there's much else to add here, lmk if i missed smth

a/n: surprise? hi! i've had a very emotional night, so its time for something extremely self indulgent. i wrote this mostly for the genderfluid zhongli agenda. also i'd like to remind everyone that i am genderfluid, my pronouns are they/she/he!!! ty, enjoy.

kaeya’s personality seems to go through some sort of shift when you’re on your period, seriously! he’ll go from being a flirty, unserious captain with an eye catching smirk to a kind, gentle, soft spoken man. he will quietly hold you if you’re in pain, and try his best to distract you. will kiss you softly and assure you that it will pass, without ever making you feel like you’re exaggerating. strokes your cheek and does whatever you want to do in order to stay distracted.

“darling? are you alright? are you sick?”

“no, just cramps.”

“ahh, here.”

“how does this feel? you okay? comfy?”

“yeah, I’m okay. thanks kae”

“not a problem at all, lovely”

“so, how was work?

diluc is lowkey confused at first in your relationship. he’s never spent much time around anyone who has a period, let alone having to live with one, so it makes sense (a little) that he really doesn’t understand anything that’s happening to you, or what hurts, or why, or how he can help. the first time he finds you curled up in his bedroom in dawn winery he’ll be really confused and awkward, run to adelinde and try to very discreetly ask her what to do (he doesn’t do a good job), but eventually she gets what he means, and tells him to just ask you, which he builds the confidence to do after hyping himself up for like twenty minutes.

“hi”

“hi, 'luc”

“uh… are you okay?”

“ish?”

“uhm… may i talk to you about something?”

“yeah, of course! what’s up?”

“what is… happening to you right now? it’s painful, i know, but how do i help? what do i do? what do you need? how can i make you comfortable? i don’t want you to be in pain.”

“pah, how sweet. come, sit, i’ll explain”

thoma knows exactly what is going on, and when its going on. keeps track of your periods (with your knowledge and consent ofc) just so he knows what days to bring you whatever you may need. he’s a BIG BIG acts of service and gift giving kinda guy, because he’s always in the city, so he always picks things up for you. this happens even more when you’re on your period. of course, sometimes, his estimates of your starting days will be a little bit off, so he might end up randomly doing something and it seems like its out of nowhere, and he tries to play it off like it is too.

“thoma? what’re you doing home this early?”

“oh, I thought i’d come home and make you soup!”

“make me… soup? that’s a little strange…”

“no it’s not! it's just because i thought you liked it, especially when…y’know”

“hah, your guess was off darling, you’re two days early. still, i appreciate the thought love. let’s eat?”

childe is clueless. extremely clueless. but he’s also super duper sweet, and a very fast learner. he tries his best to understand what’s happening and what to do, but unfortunately he doesn’t really have anyone to ask about it. so he’ll literally read a book, which is rather rare for him but he would literally do anything for you. if you’re feeling really unwell, he will insist on taking the day off work to look after you. he’s extremely attentive and gentle, which is the side of him his “co-workers” don’t get to see.

“morning baby! how’re you feeling?”

“mmhh,, morning chi. ‘m okay, a bit crampy”

“okay, i’ll stay here then.”

“what? no, you have work. you gotta go!”

“i’ll call in sick, they can live without me for a day”

“chi you can’t do this agai-”

“i’d do anything for you”

zhongli. understands. everything. okay hear me out. zhongli can take any form he wants, so sometimes out of curiosity he would change into another body. he’d get completely, utterly shocked the first time he got a period whilst in this form (it was unexpected.), but learned how to cope with it, because he wanted to be able to fully understand the struggles that some mortals might go through.

he knows exactly what to do when this happens to you, speaks to you calmly and holds you if you get cramps. will brew tea for you, and get the latest herb combinations for pain relief from baizhu. will snuggle up to you, place his hand on your stomach because it’s warm, and hold you close. kisses your neck gently and asks if you need anything, overall just a big sweetie. if you want him to, he’ll go into his half-dragon form, so he can wrap his tail around you. loves you more than anything and will do anything to make you comfortable. you need something? it’s yours, no matter the extremes he has to go to in order to get it. constantly making sure you take your time with everything, and making sure that you don’t overexert yourself.

“my love, i know you’re in pain, please don’t push yourself”

“i know, i know, i just have a little more work to do”

“i trust you, but i’m staying here with you, just in case. have you eaten? are you comfortable? do you need any pain relief?”

#childe fluff #zhongli fluff #thoma fluff #kaeya fluff #diluc fluff #genshin headcanons #genshin impact #genshin x reader

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the-phantom-author · 9 months

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Mark Fischbach | General Dating Headcanons

For that one nonny who requested it, I hope they're good. Much love ❤️

I feel as though he’d be big on spending time together. Anytime he gets to, when walking the dogs, cleaning together, one person sitting at the bar while to other makes food, shopping, if he’s writing he’ll try to be in the same room as you while you do whatever it is you need to do,

He prides himself on two things; 1.) His ability to always make you laugh. He thinks that it is highly amusing that you almost always laugh at his laugh, and how sometimes you both get trapped into a cycle of laughing even though the original thing wasn’t actually funny. 2.) How in touch with his emotions he is and how that helps with him empathizing with you. Like he’s very commutative when he feels that something is wrong or off in general.

I'm getting activity based events with Mark. Like he enjoys showing you the things that he likes to do and seeing you do the things that he likes. He also enjoys having you show him the things that you love to do! Any kind of art, or reading, or gardinging you mention, he;s going to learn all he can about it, so you can bet he’ll at least appreciate it, if not enjoy it.

Moving in with him!!!

Like he’d be so happy to help in any way he can, like he’s helping you move boxes, plants, and decor. A little after you officially move in, he’s wanting to sit down and talk about the general aesthetic of the house and if there is any furniture that you want to change or add or how to best implement the things that you brought with you from your old place.

Spending more time with the dogs! Chica and Henry, they are your dogs now, with how much they love you. Not only do they adore you, but you also get your own dog. It's a bit after moving in, once you're settled and everyone has adjusted to you being around as a permanent figure, Mark would surprise you with your own, I still think a samoyed dog. Like big, and fluffy, and hyper and super cuddly.

Who is super adorable and loves Mark, but is undeniably yours. Yes Mark helps train them, and goes on runs with them, and plays with them, Like they love each other, but that is your dog. That dog is obsessed with you and wants nothing to do with Mark when you’re around.

I think that if you were to both cook at the same time that it would be the biggest mess. Instead my suggestion is to have one person in the kitchen at a time and let the other person watch and talk to you. But also both of you practicing making the others favorite meals without telling and just surprising them.

He has a huge audience, which frightens the both of you more than a little bit, especially when the topic of being public is discussed. It is only after several discussions about how you both want to go about and handle the aftermath do you show up in a video.

Good news, Bad news. Good News! The people love you. Bad News! Mark is now going to forever tell you that he was right, and you were getting worked up over nothing.

A subtle PDA king. He loves holding your hand, or having an arm around your waist, a little forehead kiss. Nothing too big but enough to constantly remind you how much he loves you.

You would defo be included in his moves/youtube series. Being random background characters, some of them have lines some of them don’t, but you're always just in the background. But not only being involved in a physical sense,you are also Mark's go to person for Mark when it comes to ideas. He does use you as a sound board, but he does genuinely want our opinion. He’ll ask if plot points make sense, if you think certain shots are possbile, what you think of charcter designs. He’ll say that you’re his biggest supporter, which is true. Your also one of the main reasons that he’s able to do things like that in general.

#mark fischbach #markiplier x reader #how do you tag for mark related content????#if anyone has any idea please tell me #plz

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onyourhyuck · 2 years

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Cupid’s Chokehold. | Mark Lee (M)

prologue- “You hate it don’t you..?” + “I think i fell in love with you again.”

tw- Romantic fluff. Established relationship. Mark is a dorky bf and y/n is giving chaotic gf on crack vibes. I dunno enjoy this cute scenario hehe. Slight spicy suggestiveness at the end. SUGGESTIVENESS. BIG SPICY ENDING.

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You couldn’t contain the most giddiest grin shaping on your beautiful round face. Your skin evaporating into reddish colours as your fingers fiddle open with the package that has been delivered to your doorstep just few minutes ago.

you’re probably wondering what you’re bought recently that is getting you so excited, to the point you dropped out of your favourite twitch streamer’s video and Usain bolted to the door like there was a sense of danger about to happen.

Well those questions will be answered the moment your lips left out a cackle of innocent laughs in the bathroom you were hiding away from. You reach the mirror as you simply put on the shorts.

Yes you’ve ordered shorts. But not just any shorts, these shorts are custom-made with your favourite human in your entire world. Your sunshine, your reason to smile and feel the emotion happiness. In this cruel world this person needs to be protected above all matters. It was your boyfriend’s face printed on the middle of the shorts.

You smirk watching yourself in the mirror. Imagination was not enough to imagine how your boyfriend will react to this, but you know this will be a good one.

Okay perhaps if he doesn’t know the money that went into this then MAYBE it might be a good one. But you couldn’t contain yourself! I mean it’s shorts with his face on it. If this doesn’t scream to people that you’re taken and he’s taken to other people then you don’t know what can.

You unlock the bathroom door swinging out, marching to your shared bedroom where your boyfriend was sitting in his desk with earphones, singing aloud lyrics that he’s been working on for quite some time. Mark has always been a musically talented boy, from the moment he was born he was thriving with talent. Creative talent. He’s so good at writing, wording words. You sometimes wondered how did you pull such an endearing golden retriever?

Mark couldn’t hear you enter the bedroom but he felt your hands wrap around the headphone sets to pull it down to his neck. He turns around watching your face with slight surprise, but when he saw you back away, twirling around with a face trying to hold in your laughter. Mark’s eyes widen at the shorts.

“Babe what is this Oh MY —..”

He felt gobsmacked. Lips quiver open as his jaw loosens and he lets out a gasp of disbelief. He stands up, his stomach begins to twist in historic laughs emitting the silliness in it. You laugh with him but he fell on his knees when he stands up approaching you, holding his face.

“I- y/n that’s my face?” He asks as you give him a nod, a proud one in fact. You turn around wiggling about the room.

“Yuppp you like it?” You grin.

He stays silent watching you in slight shock. You stop your sudden movements, pausing midway as you whisper again. “You like it right?” But he didn’t answer. Mark stands up from the floor, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh no.”

“You hate it don’t you?” You return back as your boyfriend slowly holds your hands, he tries his best to keep his eyes to stare at your face but everytime he gets reminded of his large face on your scaling crotch on the shorts he just falls down looking somewhere he shouldn’t be. Something about this was like a Cupid’s chokehold.

Because you look stunning in these ridiculous silly shorts even if it is quite hilarious, you somehow made it possible to look ethereal and unreal; how? He asks himself that in his whipped brain.

You were Cupid’s workpiece. It’s masterpiece. You were a running work of art that couldn’t live in an art gallery, because you would overtake everyone’s attention. Mark was a little slow at responding but he gathers his feelings, calming down, but inside you truly flustered him. Especially seeing your girlfriend walk in some shorts with her boyfriend’s face on it, that somehow makes him laugh.

But love you ten thousandfolds more. You were his Cupid’s Chokehold.

“You’re kidding right?” He brings up softly, hands latching on both your jawline lifting you to look at him without a complaint, you stare back with a sad pout, resembling a puppy. God how you make him go crazy over everything you do.

Whether it would be the most simplest thing. He keeps falling deeper and deeper.

“I think i fell in love with you again, Y/n.” Mark softly whispers kissing your forehead sweetly, planting his love seed on your skin like it were a canvas, he disorients your mind like a drug.

You let out a soft sigh of relief and a smile as you wrap your hands around the boy’s waist, pulling him in a relaxing lazy embrace. You giggle,

“Good! Because i got you a little something. Stay here wait for me.” You trail backing away out of the door and leaving for a short minute.

Mark blinks staying still like you’ve ordered. The anticipation was soon broken as you ran back inside the room with the same pairing of shorts but, with your face on it in the centre of the pants.

He grins ear to ear. Of course you had to get matchings, it wouldn’t be you if you didn’t do your girlfriend duty; to match every single clothing item with him.

“Oh of course you couldn’t leave me hanging huh?” Mark smirks as he walks towards you grabbing a hold of the shorts, you smirk rolling your eyes jokingly.

“Duh. That would make me a bad girlfriend wouldn’t it?” You shrug your shoulders proudly as Mark would strip the lower clothing, changing into the matching shorts. He laughs at himself in the mirror reflection.

“Y’know this is kinda hot.” Mark leans to you, sneaking his right hand on your waist as he catches you by surprise with the pull to his body suddenly. He looks down to your eyes then to those rosey lips he so craves right now. The boy kisses the girl, and you couldn’t help but to listen to your beating heart thumping so hard in your body.

You pull away from the kiss, teasing mark by running away from his love. He gives you an expression of distraught and a mix of whine, as he tightens the hold on your body, groping your ass a little behind in the shorts. You flash him a sly smile,

Tutting your index finger at his lips when he was leaning to your lips to kiss you once again.

“The shorts stay on durning sex, Mark. Can you work with that?” You whisper and Mark pushes your finger from his lips where he pushes you on the bed. He crawls on top of you, chuckling deeply with his husky voice that drives you on the edge.

He caressed your hips through the shorts fabric, humming in agreement.

“I wasn’t planning on taking them off anyways, baby, they’re the best part.”

Oh god, you’re definitely the cupid that has him in a chokehold.

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eveandtheturtles · 1 year

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So you think bayverse Mikey gets insecure about being the shortest/smallest ?

Lol this is so random and you can completely ignore this but it's been in my mind all day and how his brothers would conform him and stuff😭

Huh! You know what! I think you are right and you should say it louder. To be fair I think he has other insecurities as well (and honestly all of them do. Raph, Leo, Donnie. But it's not about them rn).

Brace ya self I am having HC/ opinion and might be speaking outta my ass lol. And oh I am very chaotic with my thoughts so there's that

In Poland we say "it's darkest under the lamppost", which means the most obvious things are hardest to spot. Mikey is perceptive to others emotions but kinda blind to his own until someone points something out. Like

"Mike, why do you keep flying on that board."

To be fair I think the height insecurity easily relates to his other fears. He is the youngest, the smallest. He isn't as smart as Donnie and often says things others find annoying. He doesn't have "a great burden of leadership" like Leo, isn't the big protector like Raph. He is the silly one. He just wants his family together and have fun with them. Be with them. But he sometimes feels worse than them. Smaller than them in both height and purpose.

Maybe it was a mission that went wrong. While the other brothers were trying to run damage control Mikey didn't know what to do? His brothers' backs now so much taller and competent than his own.

I think first to notice something would be April. She is the most inquisitive - pros of being darn good reporter.

She notices how Mikey isn't cracking as many jokes as before. He spends a lot more time up in the pipes, not even flying around just sitting above everyone.

Mikey has always been an open book. He wears his heart and thoughts on his sleeve like 90% of the time. So a gentle push and a smile is all it takes for him to spill his guts and worries to her. Plus, how can he say no to April, his favourite human.

He wished to be taller, like Donnie. He could reach further, maybe go faster. Prevent bad things from happening. Help people better.

April reassures him or tries to and just hopes to get him to talk to his brothers. She promises she would be there with him to provide support. He's also her friend.

So she gets them all together. She gives Mikey the stage and he starts talking. Probably too much because now he's crying and the brothers just group hug him and just remind him of all the times he saved their hides. Yeah he's wild but being their wild card is good. He's so artistic, great at music and what's important he has so much compassion for others and emotions are so easy for him. Being the heart of the family doesn't make him less important. Without him the family is out of whack.

Raph probably remind him how being shorted than him has it perks because Raph can't get through narrow and tight spaces like Mikey can. And he's not as fast as Mikey.

Family isn't being uniform unit. It's their differences that make everyone work so well together - Splinter reminds them to cherish who they are and build each other up because of the differences not inspite of them.

Then Raph grabs Mikey and sits him on his shoulders. He wants to be taller? Then big bro can carry him around.

Special pizza delivery that night ;)

Hope this was something you were looking forward to XD

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whyamiheretumbled · 4 months

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TMNT Smarts(Spoilers for IDW!)

@smudged-kaleidoscopeThis part will be about TMNT and how the fandom and creators view their smarts! And how it can be extremely weird..

Everyone assumes that Raph is genuinely too rash and reckless to make good decisions.now,Raph is reckless and easily stressed(even in 1987 or Rise), but that doesent mean he's stupid compared to Leo, which a lot of ppl *seem* to think

Raph is protective of his brothers, and is constantly shown that they shouldn't follow his behaviour(Seen when Leo allows Karai to enter the Turtle's car in 2012,the Pizza Puffs ep of 2018,or even in 2003,City at War!)

While he IS reckless, it seems he really wants his brothers to just stay on the damn task and get the job done. Not to mention, he tries to keep them safe. While he can be irrational, that doesent mean he wants to watch them follow his behaviour(2003 Raph says, "I hate when Leo starts reminding me of myself",not a direct quote)

Raph's smarts are less analytical focused and way more SURVIVAL focused, which actually brings us to Mikey <3

First of all, Mikey has never been a baby. In mirage, his anger and violence actually rivaled Raph's,Dr.Feelings and Delicate Touch both exist, in 2012 Mikey straight up punched someone hard enough to break their nose, hell, he threw a couch out of a window.

Mikey is constantly underestimated due to his baby face, gullible tendecies, empathy, etc, bcuz adding on to being genuinely the youngest, he is ALSO the most optimistic out of his brothers, and the one who understands emotions the best

Mikey is typically street smarts, or emotional smarts, seen in Mutant Mayhem with his Improv Club, or seen in 2003 where he instantly gets along with kids, or 2012 and the whole Acne episode

Mikey isn't stupid by any means. Sure, he may not pay attention or have a difficult time understanding stuff, but even in Bayverse he's shown to have smart moments. Unfortunately,due to his silly persona,he is constantly downplayed(Though The Last Ronin shows what happens when Mikey needs to focus because he's lost everything)

If Mikey had more motivation, say for example, being tricked into sex and having babies(mirage),he would probably try to be way smarter. But either way, it's constantly shown he picks things up easily and can think quickly! 2012 and Rise are both great examples <3,as well as moments in 2003

Now, we all know Donnie is smart. That's his big thing, his smarts. But he's his own special kind. He uses his own pros to his advantage, and while this can also slow him down due to not wanting to change his ways, this can also help him!

Seen in IDW, Donnie uses his flaw of ignoring Leo's orders and his pros of his tech to trick the Shredder, I won't go in full detail, but it comes at a price.

Anyways, Donnie is shown to havequick thinking at least, when he can anyalze a situation. He is actually VERY reckless, seen in 2003 building missiles into his car, or 2012 going on a killing rampage.

When he can't anyalze something, he jumps into it.Unlike Mikey, he lacks the ability to quickly access a situation, but he gains the abilities unlike his brothers to quickly map out a plan using logic,common sense, and his brain

Now Donnie had his dumb moments, because he DOESENT WANT TO ACCEPT THAT OTHER PEOPLE CAN BE RIGHT. you may think no, he wants to listen to others, but being so smart he sometimes thinks he's better than other people and superior,shown in multiple iterations, highlighting Rise, 2012,1987,and IDW.

Donnie's smarts run way deeper than knowing mathematics and engineering and etc, they stem into being able to study a problem and find out an efficent way to solve if, unfortunately,he doesent always want to realise he's allowed to need or want second opinions...

Leo's will be very short. He is a analytical and strategic thinker. He maps out plans, focuses on the battlefield, uses people like chess peices, highlighting in 2012 and Rise. I'll go deeper another day(that's what she said)

AHEM. Now, people constantly assume because Leo's brothers aren't the same type of thinker he is,that they're not smart. They're easily stubborn, can be tricked, not fully access a situation, doubt themselves, etc...

But Leo struggles with many of these things, the narrative is just pushed to make it seem like he's always in the right, however, he does almost always go through character development(at the cost of his childhood)

Leo is can be emotionally stunted, act manipulative(seen in 2003),jist be plain rude(2012),because he's leader/strategic,and wonders why no one would listen to him.

If he allowed his brothers to have input,it would be beneficial for the four of them, as they all contain qualities needed to make good plans.,and are all smart,and while I hate this saying, they're smart in their own way.

Mikey can answer philosophical questions, he doesent have the general care for others or his own regard like Raph generally does, Raph has survival skills but doesent know when to be calm, etc etc

#tmnt #Anyalzying characters #All iterations #Rottmnt #TMNT 2012 #Bayverse #TMNT 2003 #Mirage #IDW #I got tired of tagging

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CHARACTER ASK GAME

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell + 21, 24 and 25?

✨ send me a number and a character! ✨

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i actually already answered this question here, so i will give an honorary mention for this ask, in addition: i am a big fan of the whole tgm-mav-lowkey-being-the-daggers'-friends'-cool-dad trope. like. the idea that they get to know him after the mission and he's obviously taken a genuine interest in all of them and their wellbeing so they all just...stay in touch. the idea that the call and check up on him when they know rooster is deployed, that they start to leave a few extra things at mav's place because he usually hosts their squad movie nights and it's just easier to crash there sometimes, that they realize he doesn't have many people to spend the holidays with now outside of obviously bradley, and they all come together and drag him to a surprise christmas party with them before they go on their own leave for their respective family christmases. that's their emotional support old navy captain and if u wanna mess w him u gotta get thru 11 daggers and 1 son first so good luck!!!

that being said, tho, it can go too far i think, if we're not careful. barring a couple specific circumstances (jake and whatever fucked up childhood/non-existent parental relationships he has had comes to mind) the daggers all have families of their own, and entire lives before meeting mav. i don't think he's like. their DAD per se. he's their friends' cooler than expected dad ('your dad is an ace? that's so cool! i wonder if he has any stories to tell us! he once flipped off a mig while inverted? THATS SO COOL') that they can become friends with and look out for too, and i KNOW he'll be looking out for them. if they need anything he's right there, because that is within his nature. but for the most part, they're all adults who have friendships, and not like. Extra Children. if you know what i mean. except for jake idk i think he needs a role model or something but i guess that makes mav a secret third thing to him idk

24. what other character from another fandom reminds you of them?

oof that is tough!! i think that on most levels, mav is very different from the characters in other fandoms that i have imprinted on the most, so i'm not going to be able to do a 1:1 comparison here. but believe it or not the very first character that came to mind for me is ezra standish from the magnificent seven tv series, and it's not an exact match but i'm just going to provide my presentation on the matter (i am specifically comparing tg86 mav with ezra bc i have no one to compare tgm mav with lol):

horrible quality images (yes i did make these gifs but theyre very old so lets not talk about it lol) bc this is an obscure 1990s b-budget tv show shot on vhs probably. but this guy right here is either the second or third youngest member of his found family group (the seven ~lawmen~ a local circuit judge hires to manage an old west territory because it's so dangerous the sheriff and deputy he'd previously appointed ran out on the job). he's very accomplished at what he does, for his age, and has had way too many shitty life experiences and is much too world-weary already. everyone who works with him comes into it with a preconceived notion of how he's going to be. and how could they not? it isn't that the other six guys are short-sighted in assuming, exactly. ezra is direct about who he is and what he stands for, downright in your face about it, actually. you expect him to be kind of an arrogant asshole, and he tells you he's gonna be one. and then, for a while anyway, he kind of is.

loner type, doesn't need anyone, he's going to do everything his way because he knows best, needlessly theatrical about it in the process. they expect him to run out on them during their battle, and he does.... kind of. but he also comes through for them in a critical moment when he's needed most and they least expect him to do it, single-handedly taking out multiple enemies to save their lives. immediately, he adopted into the group, essentially, but ezra doesn't know enough about really having friends to recognize that it's happening until much later. additionally, his entire life and livelihood is overshadowed by his mother (who can be seen sitting in the bg of the larger gif), who is still very much alive, in his case, but whose actions and words define him, whether he wants them to or not. he had a shitty childhood bouncing between a hundred strangers' and distant family members' homes alike and is just overflowing with abandonment issues, and he expects the other six to give up on him at the drop of a hat, but they never do.

25. what was your first impression of this character? how about now?

the very first time i ever saw top gun was before tgm was ever a thing. i remember my favorite character being goose (isnt he always tho <3) and thinking mav was kind of a bland action hero guy with a story arc i did not understand at all or care about. i was like fifteen, tho, and hadn't seen hardly any movies or tv shows at the time because i had a kind of weird sheltered from media sort of childhood, so i don't think i had rly learned HOW to watch and interpret media and characters yet, tbh. when the sequel was coming out i rewatched top gun with my partner in preparation bc my parents were making me watch the new one, and they had never seen it. i was like oh !!! he's smol and traumatized. i bet there's fic about him and that blonde guy. i should look that up later. and then we watched tgm and that was it for me. i was like never mind him and that blonde guy i need to know if hIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS SON TURNS OUT OK......MY HEART..... and that was that lol. my dna has not been the same since <3

#star unasks #daffodilstark #TYSM FOR THE ASK !!! and for giving me a platform to/putting up w me going off about my mega obscure blorbo ezra standish. im love him #hes not a one to one for mav but probably the closest option i could think of if you only talk about the highlights that are similar lol.#asks are so much fun thank u for sending them ily <3<3 #mine #top gun #stars scribbles

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Flightless Bird | twelve | Bradley Rooster Bradshaw

Synopsis: Josephine Wilson Miller is alone for the first time in her life. She got married after her first year of college and became a housewife, but that life is gone now. So she runs to San Diego, to her childhood best friend Jake, where she meets the man who could very well be her salvation.

series warnings: unplanned pregnancy, just pregnancy in general, talks of infertility. past mental and emotional abuse. anxiety. talks of women's reproductive systems (idk)

“What kind of crib are we supposed to be looking at?” Jake questioned as Jose walked him through some baby store in the middle of town.

“Well, right now I just want a bassinet. They make some with wheels so I can easily move it, or some that are good to have right next to the bed so I can get to her during the night. Maybe a combo. But either way, I don’t want anythin too bulky.”

“Okay, something sleek and simple, got it,” Jake nodded, trying to act like he fully understood, “What is a bassinet exactly?”

Jose smiled and pulled him towards another aisle, “C’mon, I’ll show you.”

They walked the aisles for a few hours. Jose carefully looked over every option, talking Jake through the pros and cons of each. Jake, who knew she was going over all of this more for her own benefit than his, nodded and asked questions here and there to try and help.

Jose had a hand on her stomach the whole time, smiling softly to herself when she felt the baby move. It seemed so strange to her, in a few short months she would be able to hold the little human that was growing inside of her.

“Have you thought of any names?” Jake’s question came hours later when they were on the way back home.

She had, of course, but not very seriously. When Jose was younger she had a full list on the Notes app in her phone full of baby names she loved. Sometimes she had their meanings and other spellings, other times just the name and where she heard it. She deleted that particular note after the gynecologist appointment that changed her life at seventeen.

“No, not really,” She replied softly, “I feel like its still too soon to be makin concrete decisions like that.”

“Jojo.”

Jose blinked, he hadn’t used that nickname for her since they were little kids. It was like they outgrew it by the time they were in junior high. The sound alone made her chest feel almost funny. They weren’t kids anymore…yet he was still right by her side.

“You’re almost in the third trimester,” He reminded her softly, “It’s about time to start making those big concrete decisions. I’ll even sacrifice my dignity and put on a pair of fuzzy socks and go through that book of names you have with you. We can pig out on chocolate and watch those sappy ass movies you like, if it’ll make it easier.”

They were at a stoplight, Jose could feel his eyes on her. But she only looked forward, trying to sort out all of the thoughts running through her head. She was a week away from the third trimester, and she was told to expect a premature delivery. Her team of doctors were going to do everything they could to delay, but she would probably be put on bed rest for at least the last month of her pregnancy, if she made it that far.

“I think I need to tell my mama,” Her voice was so quiet Jake almost didn’t hear her, “I thought about writin her a letter. That way I don’t have to hear the disappointment, and I can just be done with it. I mean, your mama already knows, and I know she wouldn’t outright go tell anyone since you told her not to…but it’s still such a small town, everyone is bound to find out eventually.”

“You don’t owe that woman shit,” Jake clarified, “She lost all right to be in your life a long time ago.”

She only shrugged, her hands gently rubbing her stomach, “Maybe so, but she was in exactly the same place I am now. I don’t forgive her, and I can’t pretend to understand how she managed to be such a terrible and selfish mother, I really can’t. But, I have to believe that, in her own way, she did the very best she could. And I want to be able to at least tell my daughter, one day if she asks, that I at least tried, for her sake.”

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jake shake his head, “Josephine Wilson, you are a better person than I could ever be. Because there is no way on God’s green earth I would try anything when it comes to that woman.”

“You’ll understand one day, Jakey,” She smiled softly as she looked down, “The world becomes a completely different place when you have your own child to think about. I haven’t even met her yet, but I know I would do anything for her.”

He reached over to squeeze her shoulder, “ You know, I always knew you would make a great mother. Somehow, even after you found out that kids probably wouldn’t be an option, I still knew you’d have one.”

“Jakey, you need to stop sayin things like that, I’m hormonal and I will cry. You know how much I hate cryin,” Jose laughed, coughing to cover up the tears that still managed to spill.

Hours later, Jose was sitting on Bradley’s couch with her legs in his lap. Occasionally he would gently rub her calf, almost like he didn’t even realize he was doing it. He was sipping on a cold beer as a movie played on the tv across from them. Jose couldn’t help but take note of not only how domestic this felt, but also how right it felt.

Everything seemed calm and almost perfect until Jose jolted and let out a hiss. Bradley nearly jumped, head snapping over to look at her. Her eyes were closed and both hands were pressed firmly into a particular spot on the side of her stomach.

“Are you okay?” Bradley rushed to ask.

“Yeah,” She let out an almost breathy laugh, “Sorry, it’s just," She stopped again and rubbed her stomach, "Yeah, okay I feel you, chill out.”

“Jose, what’s going on?” Bradley was growing increasingly worried.

She slowly opened her eyes. She could feel her cheeks growing red, slightly embarrassed for worrying him, “I’m okay, I promise. She’s just really kicking. I haven’t felt her kick this strong before, just took me by surprise.”

Bradley blinked, lips parting slightly, “She’s- she’s kicking?”

She smiled softly before holding out a hand for him, “Give me your hand.”

“What?”

“Just, give me your hand,” She nearly laughed, “I promise she can’t bite you.”

He rolled his eyes and put his hand in hers. She paused for a minute, feeling her stomach with her free hand before tugging his hand to lead him. She looked down at her stomach, smiling as she put his hand where the kicks seemed to be directed. Truthfully, Jose wasn’t even sure if he could feel them yet, but she swore she felt the little thumps against her hands.

“I don’t fee-” Bradley stopped mid sentence and moved closer, eyes widening a bit, “Oh.”

“Did you feel it?” She couldn’t help but feel excited.

“I-” He shook his head, smiling as the baby kicked again, “That’s amazing.”

“Sometimes I forget that this is real,” She admitted, “Like, I’m in a dream or somethin and I’ll wake up and still be in New York.”

Bradley gently cupped her cheek, “I promise this is real,” His voice was deep and raspy, “Every bit of this.”

“I swear sometimes I’ve made you up,” She whispered, “If I’d known you were waitin for me on the other side of everythin, I would’ve left sooner. I would’ve found a way-”

“Shh,” He leaned forward to kiss her forehead, right where a thick crease was appearing in between her eyebrows, “We both had some things to work out first. But we’re here now.”

She shifted so she was now more on his lap than on the couch. He tucked her head under her chin and held her close. He couldn’t help the way his heart seemed to almost skip a beat when she nuzzled into his chest. He liked that he made her feel safe.

Jose didn’t know how to put it all into words. She didn’t know she could ever have a love like this. Sure, it was still so new, and there was still so much they needed to work out. But he was here, regardless of the fact that she was pregnant with another man’s baby, and recently divorced from that man. He didn’t seem to care about all of the strings and baggage that came with her.

“I like the way it feels when I’m with you,” She admitted softly.

“Yeah,” He agreed, “I like that feeling too. I think I might like it more than flying.”

Slowly she sat up, “You don’t talk about flyin, like ever.”

“I love it, don’t get me wrong. Sometimes I feel like I was born to be in the air,” He told her honestly, “It makes me feel close to my dad, it’s one of the few things that does.”

“I feel like there’s a but,” She stated.

He smiled softly and brushed some hair out of her face, “I like that I don’t have to be any of that with you. All I do all day is talk about maneuvers and how fast and hard we can push our aircraft. There, I’m one of the best of the best, and there is a shit ton of pressure that comes with that title. None of that matters here though, because I’m just Bradley to you.”

She gently stroked jaw, feeling the slightly raised edges of old scars, “I like just Bradley,” She told him honestly, “But I think I could love Bradley Rooster Bradshaw.”

He made a noise, almost like a groan and dropped his forehead to hers, “ Oh honey, I don’t know what I did in this life to deserve someone like you, but I’m grateful for it. I’m grateful for you.”

Warmth spread throughout Jose, she tilted her head so she could gently kiss him. Once, the idea of doing anything with Bradley scared her more than having this baby, but now she wanted to just do life with him. Somehow, she wanted everything with him.

“I haven’t felt this way in a really long time,” She admitted, “I didn’t realize how much I was missing.”

He knew what she meant. For a moment, Bradley even wondered if this was how his parents felt in the early days of their relationship. Somehow, he knew that his parents would approve of the girl that was staring back at him. He wasn’t sure if his heart ever felt this full before.

He kissed her again, one of his hands gently holding the side of her neck while the other was on her back to steady her. For a man who swore he wanted to go through life alone, Bradley was far too content to imagine going through life with Jose.

It almost scared him.

When they pulled apart, there was a look in Jose’s eyes that only served to spur Bradley on. He couldn’t help but smirk a little as he really looked at her, “Do you remember that joke you made when I told you what my call sign was?”

Jose more or less whimpered and dropped her head to his shoulder. She could feel her cheeks turning red. She thought he forgot all about that, since he never mentioned it again. Of course, she blamed it on the hormones, and would gladly tell him that now that he knew she was pregnant. But at the same time, even though she didn’t know him at that point, there was truth to what she said.

“Don’t make fun of me,” She whined, “I told you I turn into a runaway train sometimes.”

Bradley’s laugh shook his whole body, “Honey, I’m not making fun of you. I thought it was funny actually, this sweet shy, southern, little thing making a joke like that. You have no idea how-”

She slid off of him almost too quickly. The movement made her a little dizzy, but she needed to say a few things herself before he got any sort of ideas. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were a few shades darker. In another life, she would be climbing right back on top of him. Hell, she wanted to climb back on top of him and never leave.

“I have some…restrictions,” She blurted out.

His brows scrunched together, not quite understanding what she was saying. She looked worried as she chewed on her bottom lip. Maybe a little guilty too, which made no sense to him at all. She had nothing to feel guilty about.

“What do you mean, honey?” He asked her gently, stroking her hair.

“I can’t-I mean it’s not-” She took a deep breath, somehow feeling like a teenager, “I’m on somethin called pelvic rest. It’s to cut down on any potential complications, because I’m already at risk for a whole lot of ‘em.”

He was rubbing her back now. Somehow it made her feel even worse. They were grown adults, yet she felt like a little teenager turning down her prom date at the end of the night. Granted, her prom date was Jake and she ended up pulling him into the bed of his truck with her in the middle of a field. But…she just felt guilty. She felt like she was leading him on.

“I can’t have sex,” She nearly whispered, “I can’t do anythin related to it really. I’m not even allowed long walks. I understand if that isn’t something you can-”

“I’m not an animal,” He replied calmly, “I would never try to pressure you into that anyway, or heaven forbid force you. My mom raised me better than that. While I’m sure sex with you would be amazing, I’m in no hurry. I’d much rather both of you be safe.”

Jose’s heart nearly melted, “I wasn’t trying to insult you…I just…I don’t think I’ve ever really done this before, Bradley. I mean, with Jake we grew up together and it all just kind of happened, it's like we never even thought about any of it. With Michael…I’m not even sure what happened with us now, honestly. I feel like I’m just fumblin around in the dark when I’m with you.”

He smiled sweetly, “Then I guess we’re both flying blind. Because I can promise you that I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. If I haven’t told you before, I’m at your mercy. You call all of the shots here, you get to be in control.”

“Why?” She found herself asking.

“Because you deserve all of it,” He whispered, “Every good thing this world has to offer, you deserve it and then some. I’d give it all to you, if you’d let me.”

She sighed, tipping her head back to his chest again, “How are you okay with all of this?”

He wrapped his arms around her again, but looked at an old picture sitting on the mantle across the room. In the few months since he met Jose, sometimes he swore he could feel his parents guiding him towards her. He even went as far as to talk to Mav about it once or twice.

Bradley always seemed to feel restless before, almost like he just didn’t belong where he was in the world. Yet, with Jose, everything went quiet. Yeah sure, he had no idea what he was doing with her. He really was flying blind when it came to really loving another person, but he sure as hell loved Jose. Even if he knew it would scare you shitless to tell her that just yet.

He could almost imagine introducing her to his mother. Maybe Jose would have her little daughter in her arms. His mother always loved babies, she made him promise to save the box of his baby things for when he had a family of his own. He knew that his mother would’ve cried when he told her that he gave away his blanket, but they would be good tears. He knew Carole would be proud of him. He wished that he knew for certain that his father would feel the same way, but he seemed pretty sure.

“Because, honey, I feel like I was meant to find you.”

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kennys-parka-jacket · 5 months

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Kenny for that ask game! And all of the questions, or how ever many you feel like answering.

This took me, like, an hour and a hslf to type.

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

On surface level he's really cute and silly. Then you realize he's perverse and swears like a sailor. Then you learn he's a loyal friend, good at emotional support, and will do anything for the people he loves.

He's also pretty versatile. He can be a beautiful princess, a batman-esque vigilante, an eccentric mad scientist, a whitetrash redneck, a talented opera singer, a skilled musician, etc. He can do anything!! (Except sew and cook apparently XD)

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

How he broke the cycle of abuse that's been going on for generations in his family. Also, despite arguably having the worst home life, he never let himself become villian-like like some other characters in this series.

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

His tendency to be ignored by the writers. From being 'permanently' killed off to being reduced to a background character for a few seasons to just kinda being forgotten about halfway through some episodes.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

Sanrio, any animated run. I just think it'd be funny if this little orange nugget was running around the hello kitty universe being his usual R-rated self and every line of dialogue slipping past the censors.

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Promotion Man by Merzbow. Same reason as All Star, despite the pain of existence he stays silly!! But in a much more noisy and industrial kinda way. Also I think Kenny would listen to harsh noise. (Tumblr wont let me link it :( )

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Already answered.

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

In fan art he's often smiling when no one else is. Not in a way that feels like his happiness comes at the expense of others, but moreso he just has a different mindset. Or perhaps he's just high among his sober friends; which, given how he acts in canon sometimes, might be possible.

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

When fans portray him as a casual sexual predator and it gets played off as just him being a flirt. The second half of that is the important part.

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

That's a big fat NOPE lol. He's messy as hell, cant cook, and, with his luck, he'd probably die every other week. Sorry, but there's no way no how it would ever happen.

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

Probably, yeah. Kenny gets along with pretty much everyone and I get along with most people too. I see no reason why we couldn't be friends.

11. Would you date this character?

He's 10 XD. But if you mean when he's around my age, still likely no. Reasons I'd rather not get into.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Some items he never leaves home without: a loaded handgun, drugs of some kind, 20+ dollars in loose change, the same phone that he's been using for the past five years.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

🧡😸🍊 reminds me of him

🌮😏🤘 IIRC canonically those are his most used emojis

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

You know those shirts they sell at Spencers? Yeah.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

In no particular order:

- Kenrietta. lady who's goth throughout x guy who's secretly goth but looks like the sunniest guy alive. They compliment each other nicely but also lend some funny contrast.

-Kammy/Kentam. The two poorest people in town, match each other's energy and craving for physical affection, are fiercely loyal to each other.

-Stenny. Sooo much angst and hurt/comfort.

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

Tbh never been extremely fond of that trope where his partner acts like they dislike him. But whatever, it just isnt my cup of tea.

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

This is such an oddly specific question lol. Anyway, i enjoy him and craig, but a lot of content for them feels rather one sided. With that said, they absolutely deserve their reputation as one of the most popular ships in this fandom's history.

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

Basically the plot of season 24 is that everybody loves him even when no one likes each other. I strive to have that kind of relationship one day XD.

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

I dont know WHAT is going on between him and his grandpa, but something aint right.

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Everybody because everyone loves him.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Already answered.

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to this character? Something you don't like?

Love how people write about his demise; everyone does it differently and it's epic each time.

Ngl it's pretty funny when fans write about him doing sex work sometimes. It's often comical how much he's willing to do for so little in return. Homeboy's seriously risking jailtime for a buck fifty.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

His muffled speech kinda reminds me of Coco from FHFIF. Also Rada from Chowder.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

First impression: the cutest little tangerine in the whole wide world.

Now: I would protect you with my life. I'm gonna go buy another pair of socks with your face on it.

#Thanks for the ask!!

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grayson-baller · 1 year

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May i request an el phantasmo NSFW alphabet? your orange one fully destroyed me in the best sense of the word. spot. on. :)

El Phantasmo -- NSFW Alphabet

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warnings: smut--18+

word count: 2515

pairing: fem!reader & El Phantasmo

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masterlist: ++

tags: @shelickedthebeater @legit9thlunaticwarrior @stxrrlightwrites13

requests are open. want on my tag list? send me a message

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a – aftercare – [ what they're like after sex ]

While most don’t expect a softer side of ELP, you know it’s there. After sex, he loves to wrap you in his arms, whispering praise in your ear. Telling you how good you did for him; how perfect you are. Depending on how messy you are, he might run a shower and let you lean against his body as he helps hold you up and wash your body. Sometimes, he’ll draw a bath, making sure to add in your favorite bubble bath or bath bomb. He’ll get in the tub behind you, stroking your wet shoulders, massaging any sore muscles. He’ll remind you of how good you did, and how much he loves you before tucking you back into bed under warm blankets, using his body as a pillow. And he’ll keep on holding you until you fall asleep, safe in his arms.

b – body part – [ their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s ]

His arms. He loves to lift you in his arms, carrying you back to the bedroom. He is strong enough to hold you up, against the wall or in the shower. He can easily move you around with his arms. His favorite though is when they are wrapped around you, holding you against his body. On you, he loves your tits and ass. He loves to grab them, kneading the flesh in his palms. Your eyes are also a favorite of his. He loves seeing the emotion in them, knowing watching the way your eyes fill with lust for him could be his downfall.

c – cum – [ anything to do with cum ]

He’s messy, and he doesn’t care. He loves to come in you, watching it leak out of you and down your legs. On rare occasions, he’ll pull out and opt to come on your stomach or back. When you have him in your mouth, it drives him insane when just a little bit of his cum mixes with your drool on your lips as you swallow him down. He isn’t big on coming on your face though. If anything, his preference is in you, not on you.

d – dirty secret – [ pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]

As much as he loves having control in the bedroom, he loves the moments when you take charge. When you are on top of him, hands resting on his chest, as you ride him. Each swivel of your hips is enough to have his head spinning as you chase after your orgasm, using his cock. He loves the ways you use him like that, even if they don’t last long. It doesn’t take long before he flips you over, pinning you down as he forces you to take him. He just can’t wait to be under your hips again.

e – experience – [ how experienced are they, do they know what they're doing ? ]

He’s had his fair share of hook-ups and one-night stands. He never admits the number, not even sure if he could remember everyone he was with. He took his experience and knowledge and mixed it with what he learned from being with you on what you liked best. Your pleasure is important to him, he wants his girl to feel good. He discovered the way you liked to be touched, or tasted, perfecting it throughout your relationship.

f – favorite position – [ this goes without saying ]

He loves to experiment with different positions, wanting to try something he might have seen in a porn. As much as he loves you on top of him, he has two favorites that are his usual go-to. He’ll have you on your hands and knees as he takes you from behind. He gets to look at your ass, slapping the globes he loves to stare at when you are wearing tight jeans. He’ll often have a fistful of your hair, sometimes pulling your head up and other times he’ll push it into the mattress, listening as the pillows muffles you screaming his name. Other times, he likes to savor it. To be more intimate with you. He’ll spread your legs apart, settling between them with his body, thrusting into you. He can control the pace, sometimes opting for fast, rough strokes. Other times, more sensual, deep thrusts. He loves watching your tits bounce, as well as your face. Every emotion you are feeling is clearly on your face, in your eyes. There is nothing better than watching you as you fall apart for him.

g – goofy – [ are they more serious it the moment? are they humorous? etc ]

Most of the time, it’s goofier. He believes sex is supposed to be fun, and he loves drawling out your giggles and moans. He’ll tease you, occasionally blowing against your skin in between kisses. Or some of the comments he says has you giggling. There are other times where he is more serious, intimate. He’ll stare into your eyes, getting lost in you. Those moments might be rare, but they have your toes curling and heart beating rapidly against your chest.

h – hair – [ how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes. etc ]

He prefers the hair, but keeps himself well maintained.

i – intimacy – [ how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect ]

Until you, he never really thought about romance or being romantic. He’d fuck and move on to the next. With you, he wants to make you happy in and outside of the bedroom. While he might not be one for big romantic gestures, he loves showing you how much he loves you with little gestures. He’ll wake up earlier than you, brewing coffee so it was ready when you wake up. Sometimes it was as simple as placing his hand on your back in a crowded room. Other times, it was the way he praised and constantly whispered how much he loved you that was enough for you.

j – jerk off – [ masturbation head cannon ]

Oh, ELP loves jerking off. Before you, it was his preferred way of getting off. Now, he jerks off when he’s on the road. When he can’t be there with you. Phone sex is great for those times, loving to watch your face on his phone as you touch yourself at his instruction. Sometimes when he is home, he’ll set you up on the bed and watch you touch yourself with your fingers or a toy, jerking off at the scene. When you are busy or not in the mood, he’ll jerk off then too.

k – kink – [ one or more of their kinks ]

Anyone that had a “whose your daddy” feud has to have a daddy kink. He loves hearing you beg and moan for him, calling him daddy. In that way, he’s a soft!dom. He loves his good girl, spoiling her and pleasuring her. Though he has no problem taming a little brat, punishing you. He loves outdoor sex, having you pressed against a tree or even the side of your house. He loves restraints, tying your arms or legs to the bed, leaving you bound and ready for him to devour. Face sitting, though that’s self-explanatory. He loves you to ride his face. Degrading and praising, though the degrading terms weren’t often. Sometimes reserved for punishment, and nothing more than calling you a slut. Praise was often, he loves showering you with praise, even when he was degrading you at the same time.

l – location – [ favorite places to have sex ]

As much fun as taking you outside is, ELP prefers when he has you to himself. He loves taking you just about anywhere in your house. He’s had you spread on the kitchen counter, in the living room, against every wall, in the bathtub, but his personal favorite is the bed. It allows multiple rounds in his two favorite positions; plus the toy box he keeps is right next to the bed.

m – motivation – [ what turns them on? ]

He’s a visual man. When you are wearing tight jeans or a low-cut shirt that give him a glimpse of your body? It’s enough to have him hard. He also loves when you wear one of his tees and just panties underneath. The little glimpse of your ass when the shirt rides up is enough to have him ready to take you.

n – no – [ something they would not do, turn offs ]

His jealousy gets the best of him with you. While he may have shared women in the past, he wouldn’t consider that with you. He wants to be the only one to see you, to have you. He also wouldn’t do anything that would seriously hurt you. Even with his spankings, he’s still careful not to hurt his girl. No choking, and absolutely no bodily fluids outside of spit or cum.

o – oral – [ preference in giving or receiving, skill etc ]

There is no better sight than you on your knees for him, sinful lips wrapped around his cock, eyes looking up at him. The sight alone is enough to have his cock leaking. He strokes himself to the memory when he is on the road. That said, tasting you? Fucking loves it. He loves spreading your legs, devouring you. Hearing you chant his name, moan for him. It makes him hard as hell, knowing how good he makes you feel.

p – pace – [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual etc ]

He switches it up. Quickies or in doggy, he’s usually faster and rougher with you. Other times, he loves being slow and sensual. Steady slow paces as he sinks into you, making you clench around him, whining for more.

q – quickies – [ their opinions on quickies, how often ect ]

He fucking loves them. Anytime that he can slide inside of you, he will. It doesn’t matter how much time he has. If anything, this is the best. He can give you a hard, rough pounding. Just leaving you fucked out as he tucks himself back in his jeans, going on about his day.

r – risk – [ are they game to experiment? do they take risks? ]

He loves to experiment. As stated, he loves trying out new positions with you. Anything that sounds interesting, he may bring up to try. You have anything you want to try? He’s down for that.

s – stamina – [ how many rounds can they go for? how often ]

He prefers to ensure you orgasm a few times before fucking you. Now in the case of quickies, that’s not always possible. He has no problem getting hard again, fucking you round after round. Just until you are a sated mess, cock drunk and babbling for him in the end.

t – toys – [ do they own toys? do they use them? on themselves or a partner? ]

He loves using toys on you. He loves to tease you with a dildo, fucking it into you until you beg him for his cock instead. Your magic wand? He absolutely loves pressing that against your clit, either teasing you or making you come so many times it starts to hurt. Sometimes he will bring out a feather, tickling your body with it before using it between your legs, driving you wild with want as the tip of the feather teases your clit. Beyond that, he’d have a paddle, and some restraints.

u – unfair – [ how much they like to tease ]

Oh, he loves to tease you. Some of his teasing with include whispering dirty things in your ear in public, hand gripping your thigh as fingers slowly inch towards your pussy. Edging is another way he likes to tease you. He loves looking at your tear-stained cheeks, hearing you beg for him. He loves how messy and drippy you get for him, pleading for him to fuck you. It drives him wild.

v – volume – [ how loud are they, what noise they make ]

He’s not very loud, but he’s vocal. He’ll whisper to you, praising your or talking your through your orgasms. He’s constantly talking, the dirty talking never failing to turn you on. Otherwise, it’d be a few grunts and groans or moans of your name mixed in with praise.

w – wildcard – [ a random head cannon ]

Some sitcom was playing on the television, though neither of you were paying attention to it.

You were sitting on his lap, back pressed against his bare chest. You were wearing one of his old tees, and it was pulled up, leaving your tits exposed. The lace panties you wore were on the ground, as your legs were spread over his.

One hand of his was playing with your tits, fingers tugging on and teasing your nipples.

The other hand was between your legs, fingers deep inside of you as his thumb was stroking your clit.

“You’re so perfect, baby. So damn good for me. To me. Look at you sitting here like a good girl while I play with this pretty pussy.” He groaned in your ear as you whimpered in response. “Daddy loves his sweet girl, you know. You’re so damn good, baby. Just sitting here, coming for me like a good girl. Soaking my hands and making a mess of my sweatpants.”

You clenched around his fingers, whimpering as your head fell back on his shoulder. “Daddy…” you breathlessly whispered, eyes fluttering shut as you clenched around him again. “Daddy.” You repeated, reaching for him.

The hand on your tits moved to grip your hand, holding it. He brought it up to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss against it.

“I know, sunshine. Go ahead, baby. I know your close.” You whined around him, another orgasm rocking through your body. You lost count of how many times he had you squirming and coming on his lap.

“Good girl. My beautiful girl, you look so gorgeous when you come for me.” He spoke, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. “I know you got another in you, baby girl.”

x – x-ray – [ lets see whats under those clothes, their size ]

He’s a good size. Maybe a little over 6” with a nice girth. He is veiny, and you love to tease the veins with your tongue when blowing him.

y – yearning – [ how high is their sex drive? ]

He has a high sex drive. He loves waking you up with morning sex, sneaking in another round or two during the day. When he isn’t with you, then that changes some. If you are with him though, he is either thinking of fucking you, or fucking you.

z -zzz – [ how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards ]

Sex doesn’t usually wear him out. For him, it’s when you are worn out and sleeping on him that makes him drowsy. He refuses to fall asleep before you, wanting to hear your soft snores before he even thinks about closing his eyes.

#el phantasmo imagine #el phantasmo smut #wresting imagine #wrestling smut #njpw smut #njpw imagine #zel writes

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invisiblegarters · 18 days

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23.5 Episode 6

Halfway mark, here we come!

Last ep, Ongsa almost told Sun the truth about Earth but then bottled it like we all knew she would, and Sun was kinda dumb. Sorry not sorry but if someone just sent me a package to a random park I would have some questions.

Meanwhile Aylin was getting picked on for the crime of being herself and that did not sit well with Luna, who offered to be a safe space for her and then got very very bashful about it and it was the cutest. Aylin then wondered if she could feel human emotions and it was also the cutest.

Alpha is still a great big sis and cousin. Only "normal" one or not, that girl cares a lot about her family. If she also hooks up with a girl in this I might cry tears of joy.

Lol poor Aylin being pushed into interaction again. Or bribed. But Aylin veggies are delicious I don't know if I can get behind this part of you, lol.

Okay I think I might officially be over the Earth thing. I think it's because there's not enough conflict for Sun between her feelings for Earth and her feelings for Ongsa. I'm not getting enough of a Bruce Wayne v. Batman vibe and that was what I was most looking forward to.

Oh Ton. You were doing so well.

Lol my god did Ton just discover gay people exist? If he were less of a himbo I'd be madder about it. But as it is, he's just too dumb to be really mad at. Like a giant pretty puppy.

Oh Aylin no. But also it's sweet she trusts Luna that much. And she's lucky in that I don't think Luna has a mean bone in her entire body. Still. Not your secret, babe. That said, have more cute moments with Luna. Please.

Mawin's crush is adorable.

Open your mouth and use your words, Ongsa, that's how you tell her. Because when she finds out on her own it'll be worse.

Hahahaha oh man I don't mean to laugh but Sun, babe. They don't mean that he's not as attractive as you imagine. They mean that he's not even a he to begin with. Although in this case that's probably going to be a plus, lbr.

She's not gonna confess in front of people, Dear lord girls get it together.

Hahaha Aylin. Sun really is the most oblivious thing ever though, can she not see how strangely everyone else is acting?

Aw I knew Luna would find her way to sleeping in Aylin's room. Just accept she likes you, Aylin.

AAAAH THEY ARE SO CUTE.

Aw I think Luna finally won her over completely. I swear I want to have things to say besides aaaaaaaw but well. They're too cute, the cuteness kills me. I am only human here.

It is probably that I am watching The Eclipse with a friend but I swear, sometimes this show reminds me of that one. Like Ongsa very clearly thinking the idea of angry Sun is hot. If you know, you know.

Spit. It. Out. Ongsa.

Ugh it is so frustrating watching her bottle it and bottle it and bottle it. I am not like that as a person so I just want to grab her shoulders and give them a good shake.

Oh thank god. Not sorry, I'm ready for some fallout already.

I am not mad at Ongsa. I want to say that right up front. But also, girl. All Sun was asking for was an explanation. At least give her that before running off.

Well that was quick. But well. I think we all knew Sun would be like that. Genuinely I wish I could be more like her. Maybe not the total obliviousness to things around me, but she's so positive and lovely and I...am not. I felt the same way about Sand's ridiculous patience and gentleness in OF. I have no clue what it must be like to be able to do that.

You know I'm more like Ongsa lol. Except for the not facing things head on thing. Optimism is not my default state lol.

Sun girl. You might have not registered your friends' shock that you were into a guy, but I haven't. You and Ongsa will do just fine.

#23.5 #23.5 the series

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maria-rayro · 1 year

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HALF-CAT CHARLIE

Cat-man Charlie, who looks like an ordinary human, but he has cat ears and a tail that hilariously give away all his emotions and feelings.

Kate and Jamie's constant banter. Like " what, you want us to scratch your ear now?" when he says he was right and this place really is a gold mine. Or "kitty kitty kitty" when they want him to come up to them. It drives Charlie crazy ( but honestly, he wouldn't mind being scratched behind the ears).

Jamie once bought a laser pointer and started annoying Charles with it. He saved face and restraint, but actually he really wanted to hit that red dot. Just well you know. Instincts.

Sleeps a lot. Mostly during breaks from work, right on the couch or at his desk. Sometimes curled up in a ball (Jamie has a few pictures of this, which she calls a dirt on Charles).

"When the cat's away, the mice will play." "SHUT UP CHARLIE."

"There's a dead cat on the line." "OH SHUT UP JAMIE."

No "I'm as healthy as a butcher's dog." He's not a dog.

When he tries to find cigarettes while experiencing withdrawal, he wags his tail grudgingly and tensely (Erin tries not to laugh. She tries)

He eavesdrops on everyone from a much safer distance because he has good hearing. He also does it often, and twirls his ears adorably while doing so. When the crew notices that he's been eavesdropping on one of them, they say "curiosity killed the cat, Charlie, haven't you ever heard about that?"

Left alone at dinner, he is a little frustrated, staring at his glass of wine for a long time, and then he pushes it irritably off the table.

When he hears something unpleasant being said about him, he presses his ears to his head, though he tries to pretend that he doesn't care.

When he confronts the maniac, he, too, presses his ears and looks at him with big, pitiful cat eyes.

He scratches at the door as he begs to be let out of the gas room.

He gets out of the fire, but his fur on his tail is a little burnt, and that makes him sad.

By the way, he does sneak onto other people's property through a window a lot.

He does climb over the fence almost in a flash when Connie runs at him. And then he teases him by taunting him. You know. Just like in canon, it doesn't really change much here.

If the group decides to accuse him of being complicit, he'll start meowing pitifully, begging to be set free. Mark quickly takes pity and is ready to free him, but Erin insistently takes cameraman inside the lighthouse, asking him not to fall for the cat's manipulation.

By dawn, he becomes a wet, sad cat trying to shake water out of his ears. After the stress he's been through, he'll obviously need to sleep for about 24 hours and lick his wounds.

"If cats really do have nine lives, I've lost about four of them today" "The other four you lost in Topeka, so be careful now, Charlie" " YOU WILL REALLY CONTINUE TO REMIND ME ABOUT TOPEKA AFTER THIS???"

Bonus: (outside of the canon story, or if the night at Du'Met's castle would have gone a little differently)

Perhaps, considering that Charlie is slightly self-conscious about his nature, Granthem would have tried to play on that somehow? Mock him? Like a red laser pointer light randomly appears in the basement, leading Charles into a trap. Or some cat toys lying around the house.

Granthem traps him and pushes against the wall, and Charlie meows pitifully. Du'Met is at a loss.

If Granthem decides to keep Charles, he will treat him like a cat. He'll scratch his ear, stroke his back, that sort of stuff. Lonnit will eventually figure out how he can manipulate a man and made a deal with his self-esteem, and at some point, sitting by his lap while he works, Charlie will start rubbing his cheek against his legs.

#As you may guess #I love cats #and also #charlie lonnit #heheh #granthem du'met #tdim #the devil in me

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mistydeyes · 10 months

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hi, i was wondering if you're still doing pairings for mw2? if not, just ignore this <3

LOOKS: bi woman with chest-long black hair with the lower half of it dyed red, pale, brown eyes. my style is goth, so i'm usually seen with big eyeliner and black lipstick and wearing my meather jacket, demonias and usually some ripped clothes depending if i wanna dress like a victorian vampire or a homeless ghoul

PERSONALITY: I'm sarcastic and blunt, not afraid to clap back if someone does me wrong, pretty foul-mouthed (as my mum says) and I struggle with showing my emotions which usually makes me seem cold and distant at first, but I'll warm up a bit after some time — i have a soft spot, i'm just tough to crack. I don't like to follow rules which gets me into trouble sometimes, my love language is (gently) bullying my friends but I'm also the mum friend, so I look out for them, give them scary dog privileges when they walk with me and bring them coffee and food to work. I prefer to be alone, usually listening to music, reading books or going on a walk at the local graveyard, but I also enjoy the company of a good friend in silence.

I study psychology and I give tutoring lessons to kids. I also prefer to stay quiet unless I'm with close friends, I'm very attentive and tend to psychoanalyze everything and everyone around me, even myself, so I usually figure out if something's off. I also struggle with my mental health and anger issues, but I'm working on it.

Thank you if you still do the pairings and don't worry if you don't, I'll gladly reread your fics instead <3 Much love – 🕷

Simon "Ghost" Riley (a/n: aww thanks for the kind words anon! hope you enjoy this!!)

How you met: Civilian You sighed as you finished up your tutoring lesson with your group of primary school students. Your group of 6 and 7 year olds learned various homophones and how to spell them. It wasn't your favorite lesson to tutor but you enjoyed giving out stickers for their achievements. As their parents came to pick them up, one of your students sat patiently. "My Uncle Simon is picking me up today," he excitingly reminded you. His father and mother, the Mactavish's, were out of town so they informed you that a Simon Riley would be picking up the young boy. "I see him!" he yelled and was about to run off before you stopped him. "I just need to check his ID and you're good to go," you gently said before he sat back down in his chair. When Simon finally approached, he was much different than what you had expected. He wore a black hoodie with jeans and a face mask. He also towered over you as you asked for his ID. After he presented you with his military ID (you put the pieces together as to how him and Johnny were acquainted), you let the excited boy go. He quickly gripped on to Simon's forearm and swung from it as he signed the sign-out sheet. "Uncle Simon, Uncle Simon, can we get ice cream on the way home?" he asked as Simon looked down to the little child. "As long as you can tell me what you learned today, your parents pay good money for you to get tutored," he laughed slightly and you could see the corner of his eyes perk up. "Thanks again Miss," he nodded to you before leaving. As you packed up your things, you secretly hoped he would be back for pick-up again.

A peek into your relationship: "Alright level 1," you said as you picked up the white card, "what was your first impression of me?" "Why are we playing this again?" he asked as you laid in his lap. "Because Simon, I'm a psych major 'We're not really strangers' is a game that was made for me," you dramatically said as you dangled the card in his face. "Alright," he said as he thought over his next words, "definitely didn't expect you to be a tutor, you looked like a witch or a vampire who eats kids," he joked. You punched his shoulder lightly, "I'm sorry at least I didn't show up looking like the grim reaper." "But after I heard the little MacTavish talk about you, I thought you weren't all that bad and had a soft spot for kids," he finished and you were satisfied with the answer. "As for you, I thought that even though you looked scary, the way you entertained Johnny Jr. and took him out for ice cream was cute," you replied as you smiled up at him. "I also may or may not have asked him some covert questions if you were single or not," you winked and Simon laid a kiss on your forehead. "Yeah, he also might have told me your ideal date was in a fucking graveyard," he replied and you both laughed as Johnny Jr. was correct and the rest was history.

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #mw2

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pinkchao204 · 6 months

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wishes

The sea air makes my hair thicker. All the salt that gets trapped in there makes it hard to run a comb through it. There’s a perpetual frizz, on my hair, Robin’s hair, Sanji’s hair. Everyone who cares enough about their hair to notice it.

I still get sick at night. I wake up in these awful cold sweats. I don’t scream or anything. Back then, I didn’t used to scream either. Arlong used to get pissed. He’d come in and whack my head with the back of his hand, complain about this and that, curse at me for the things he’d created inside of my head. Robin, she’s way older than me. Although we sleep in the same bed, I’ve never seen her stir. Sometimes, when I can’t sleep, Robin’s beside me. Staring up at the rocking ceiling of the ship. Her heart uncontent. Thinking about what could have been. I guess because she’s older, it’s easier for her to control her emotions. Not to scream. Robin’s a bit of a pessimist, though. She probably had some dark and brooding reasons as to why her nightmares didn’t scare her as much as they did me.

I like to think about what Robin’s dreaming about, when I catch her awake, staring at her ceiling. Maybe, in her heart, it’s really her wish to go back and change everything. Invent a time machine. Plead Luffy to help her fight for her island. Maybe, in Robin’s heart, she’s still with her mother, and the world isn’t so cruel, and they’ve found out everything they could about the void century, and maybe Robin has children. Maybe she has a bunch of them, with her archaeologist husband, someone who had a particular interest in cybernetics. Maybe, every afternoon, because her mother has retired now that her life’s mission has been fulfilled, Robin leaves her Franky-esque husband at home, and takes her half robot kids to see her mother. Maybe they have afternoon tea. Maybe Robin wouldn’t say anything cynical. Maybe Robin’s true wish is to lay in her mother’s lap, and feel her mother’s fingers run through her hair.

I don’t have those sorts of wishes. I don’t think of children, or the wry irony of the world, and the last thing I think about is a husband. I think I mourned my mother enough as a child. I think I did everything I could to avenge her. My dream really is to map out the world, together with my friends, but I’m not crazy enough to wish for everything to change, for me to stay with my mother, Nojiko, back on Coco Island forever. I know it can’t happen. It’s pointless for me to wish. Robin and I have been hardened by the world. Zoro, Sanji, the rest of them don’t know what it’s like, no matter what they’ve been through. But I just think Robin might wish like that, because what other reason would she stare up at the ceiling in so much silence for?

Robin’s particularly scared of canons. She hates them. The Sunny’s never been one for firing canons, and Usopp sees how scared Robin gets, so he doesn’t even test them out, but other ships fire all the time in the heat of battle. She’s thirty two, and she’s used to it now, but I see her face stiffen. Her hands tremble. It’s part of why I think she has those dreams. On nights that are harder for her, after a day of canons and gunshots, we hug each other to sleep. On worse nights, when she’s crying instead of just staring, I think she goes to see Franky. Franky must remind her of everything good. The whole crew does, I’m sure, but Franky’s big, and funny, and a robot, and that sort of aligns with Robin’s childhood. She was a tiny girl. She didn’t have room to be funny. She was only human. What she wouldn’t give to be huge, to be a man, equipped with every weapon in the world, someone who hasn’t seen every horror the world has to offer. Someone who can laugh more than I can. I think she finds something in Franky that she doesn’t find in me, since my heart’s a little harder, and much less the rest of the crew.

Well, when I’m afraid, I go to Luffy. It’s not that I don’t find solace in Robin, or Zoro, or Usopp, or Chopper, but they don’t get me the same way Luffy does. It shocked me, when he came back for me. I felt like I was a coconut, cracked in two between his hands, and he could see me for what I was. Who I was. Like he was inside of me. He knew everything. That scared me so much at the time, and I’d cry and cry thinking that he’d seen everything bad, like he had eyes in every part of my flesh, knowledge of me that not even I possessed. Luffy’s like that with everyone on the crew. All seeing. Every part of us, he dissects when he first lays eyes on us. It’s sort of a dramatic reading for Luffy, but I mean it in a silly way. I just see his goofy face, his stupid, absent expression, like he’d been born yesterday. There’s a little glimmer in his eyes when he reads someone. When he read Robin, like she was letters written in blood, describing who she was, who she’d been, who she wants to be, I saw a little bit of light in his huge eyes.

I poke and prod him awake, and we fight as I crawl into his hammock with him. I always end up crying. He rubs my head, and gets mad.

“When are you gonna stop being a baby?!” Luffy snaps.

“Stop.” I tell him, rubbing my tears into his chest. “You’re being annoying.”

“Huh?! You’re the one being annoying!” Luffy spits back. He never insults me with the stupid insults he gives to Zoro, or Sanji, or Usopp, or anyone. He’s nice to me. He thinks about me when we’re in battle. I feel like all my skin’s been peeled away, all my fat and figure, and I’m not a woman. I’m just a person. Someone that someone else cares about, beyond all things. So he doesn’t insult me, “Get out! Go sleep in your own bed!”

“Shh, you’re gonna wake everyone up!” I slap him on the head, and I go back to hugging him.

“Such a baby…” He never asks for details, because he probably knows them all already.

Zoro asks me why I cry, whenever I sleep with Luffy, which is pretty often. Zoro and I are best friends, in the same way Robin and I are best friends. But, I don’t have to say much to him. In the mornings, we sit beneath my tangerine trees, and he peels a tangerine, and we split them carefully between us. I see him count the slices. He’s no good at counting. I tell him thank you for worrying.

“Luffy’s got something special.” He tells me one morning, when it’s really early, and we both haven’t slept. It’s cold. Zoro’s laying down, and I’m sitting next to his head, peeling another tangerine for us to eat. “It’s like he can peel you back. Like a tangerine.”

“How deep of you.” I tease, and drop the tangerine peel on his face. He gets mad. It doesn’t last. He’s soft with me.

Zoro inspects the peel I dropped on his face. “See the little white insides? All the little furs? Stuff people don’t really pay attention to?”

“I do.” I scoff. “I can list the entire anatomy of a tangerine.”

“Whatever.” He mumbles. I pick the tangerine peel away from his hands.

“I know.” I tell him. “I know. It’s like he just rips all of you off. Like the skin and blood and bones are all just decoration, and there’s like… a map of us inside that he can see.”

“He’s a weirdo.” Zoro decides with a sigh. He opens his mouth, and I feed him a tangerine.

“Zoro.” I say. “I know your whole dream is to become the best swordsman, or whatever, but do you ever wish for anything else? Like… Do you wish you were back in your village?”

Zoro thinks for a while. “I wish Kuina had never fallen down those goddamn stairs.”

I try to hide my laughter. He starts laughing too.

Sanji gets a little jealous of the fact I’m always in bed with Luffy. The mornings after, when Zoro and I get out of our hammocks and tiptoe away, Sanji gives Luffy a little less food, and me a little more. It’s always been this way, since Sanji joined the crew. Back when my hair was short, Sanji asked me about it for the first time.

“Are you…” He had a weird look on his face. “Are you sleeping together? Is he u…using you?!”

Sanji had more care when he was nineteen. He used to know Robin and I were people, like him. Sometimes, when Sanji particularly gets on my nerves, I remember him nineteen and sweet, and the anger fades away. He’ll grow out of his repulsive antics someday.

“No, ew!” I shook my head a billion times.

“Then why are you sleeping with him?!” Sanji shouted. “Like, in the same bed, and stuff?! That totally means you like him, or he likes you!”

“No!” I rolled my eyes. I don’t know if Sanji’s ever understood that men and women can have relationships deeper than romance. “I just… I get nightmares, and Luffy gets me better than anyone else, so it helps to sleep next to him. Everything just goes away.”

Sanji started crying. The egg in his hand fell on the floor. He whipped away. “That’s totally romance. You guys are totally dating. But I’ll never give up on you, Nami! You’re… you’re my tue love!”

“Shut up and clean the egg you dropped!” I spat, because I seriously didn’t know what to say to his fifty third confession of the month.

Sanji’s problem is that I’m nothing but a woman to him, which I don’t particularly hate him for, but that’s just because it’s the whole world that looks at me like I’m a woman first. I don’t think Usopp or Franky let the fact that I’m a woman get in the way of how they treat me, just because they aren’t like that and they’re good guys, but they do know that I am. Robin, she’s my equal. Brook is another story… Zoro and Luffy, I don’t know if they see gender. Nothing impedes their narrow focus of sight. That’s what makes them best friends. Their tunnel vision. Nothing in the world besides sword, food, and the one piece. Everyone’s their equal, nothing is beneath or above them, food is food, and their morals are crystal clear and unchanging.

Say, if there was a lake of shit full of piranhas that lead them straight to the one piece, I think Luffy would dive in without hesitation. He’d really get the shit all over him, from his hat to his neck. Zoro would make a face, but he’d jump right in after. It’s not Zoro’s dream, but it’s Luffy’s, and he’ll follow him anywhere. The rest of us would wait for Robin to make a bridge with her hundred hands, and cross over. Luffy and Zoro would find the one piece covered in shit. Those are the kinds of people they are. They don’t look back to see if Robin and I need a hand to get across, since we’re girls. Zoro’s gone shopping with me before. He doesn’t give a shit.

I like Sanji’s morals, putting a woman’s comfort before anything, but there’s something that makes me feel like a human being around Zoro and Luffy. Zoro sees me as Nami. Luffy doesn’t even view me as human. He sees my soul, my internal compass, the amalgamation of things that come together to make me. He sees me as someone irreplaceable. Someone he without a doubt needs. I know that if I refused to cross the lake of shit, Luffy would go back to get me. I know that if he had to pick me or the one piece… I think he’d let his eyes linger on the one piece before picking me. I think. It’s a harder question. But I know that if it was between his life and mine, Luffy would choose me. Although he’d surely find a way out of that situation before it got to that point…

I’m not sure our crew gets that about Luffy. They know he loves us, but they don’t know just how much he finds us special. We must mean more to him than the one piece, or being king of the pirates, or whatever other dreams he has. I get it. After a while, you just… get Luffy. See him for who he is. I don’t know if I get him the best in the world, and I like to think that I do, beside his immediate family, but I know that he gets me better than anyone, in this life and the next.

In the cold, when everyone’s asleep, Luffy wakes up from his nap. I’m at the tip of the ship, watching the waves.

“Nami?” He asks me.

“What?” I tell him.

“Eh? What’re you doing up in the middle of the night?” Luffy scolded. I give him a withering look.

“You’re up too!” I retort.

“That’s different! I have to piss!” Luffy waves his hand around. He goes to the bathroom, and comes out looking bewildered. I laugh at the stupid look on his face, and my heart aches a little bit.

“Are you gonna cry again tonight?” Luffy asks me as he approaches. He hoists himself up onto the edge of the ship, right beside me, kicking his feet. He’s such a kid. I want to be him. Void of worry, the plague of pain far away from his heart.

“Stop acting like I’m a baby!” I tell him. “I just get nightmares! It’s not my fault!”

“Ah, sure.” Luffy makes a face. “You’re not a baby. What do babies do? Cry! All night like Nami! Nami the crybaby!”

He pokes my side with his bare toe.

“Ew, stop!” I slap his foot away, and after I’ve yelled at him, my eyes linger on his pouting face. I reach out and touch his cheek.

“Stop it.” Luffy complains, trying to move his face away. My hand falls away, and I feel a lump form in my throat. “Why did you have to do that, for Sanji, back on Whole Cake Island? Did you have to wait out there and starve?”

“Coz.” Luffy shrugs. “He’s my cook. I’m not eating anything he doesn’t cook! Well… unless there’s an emergency. Then you can cook, Nami!”

“Hah, I charge for cooking. Cleaning too. The only laundry I’ll ever fold is my own.” I retort. I look back onto the black ocean. “I don’t know if you care, but I get nightmares of you dying more than anything. I used to dream about Arlong. I still have dreams about the chains on my ankles, but it’s like… Now, the dreams are always me chained down, and you’re hungry, or wounded, or far away from me, and I just can’t get to you in time to help me.”

“Huh?! That’s why you come and cry on me?!” Luffy’s eyes widen.

“No, you idiot, I’ve always gone and cried- I don’t go and cry on you!” I shout at him. “You’re just the person I care about most in the world.”

“Even more than Robin?” Luffy gives me a suspicious look.

“Robin, Nojiko, everyone.” I nod.

“Who’s Nojiko?” Luffy frowns.

“My sister, you dunce!” I sigh. “See this bracelet?! I told you like three years ago she gave it to me!”

“Oh.” Luffy looked like he still didn’t remember. “...Riiiight.”

“You’re too stupid.” I mumble, and put my arms together so that I can nestle my chin into them. “Stupid and dumb and my favorite person in the world.”

“You’re my favorite person too.” Luffy tells me. “Behind Ace. Everyone on the crew is my favorite person, behind Ace.”

“You can only have one favorite person, dummy.” I say.

“Oh, then that person’s Ace.” Luffy corrects himself immediately, and I shake my head in disappointment.

“It’s kinda annoying that you’re a crybaby, but I don’t care.” Luffy pulls one of his feet up to pick at his toenails. “You’re my navigator, so you can do whatever you want.”

“Can I steal all your money and run away?” I ask him.

“You can’t run away!” Luffy forbids.

“Okay, then… what if I cut off Zoro’s arm!”

“What? That’s stupid. He still has his other arm.”

“Then how’s he going to do his three sword style?”

“Urr, with his hand. Duh.” Luffy shakes his head at me like I’m stupid, so I give him a good shove and call it even. I watch the waves, and Luffy picks the dirt out from under his toenails, and we say silly things back and forth to each other.

“Sucks that you dream about me.” Luffy finally resolves.

“It does. They scare me really bad.” I agree.

“Sorry, Nami.” He says. He stretches out his arms to wrap them around my neck a billion times in order to hug me. He always has to make it funny. I hug him back, and press my cheek into his shoulder, and feel the familiar brush of his hat against my head. I find a lot of comfort in him. He pets the back of my head, my stiff, sea salted hair, and I don’t know what I want from him.

A few nights later, I crawl back into Luffy’s hammock. We’d been at sea for days, with no end in sight to the endless expanse of water. He hugs me this time, and I just cry and cry. I feel like a little girl with him. I press my face into his chest, and he scolds me for being a little baby. He doesn’t fall asleep, because he has something to tell me.

“Nami, you don’t have to worry about me.” He says, rubbing his hand on my head. He probably hasn’t washed his hands in days. He stinks. He barely showers. “There’s never gonna be chains on your feet again, and you never have to make sure I’m okay, coz I’m Captain. I’ll protect you guys from anything.”

“I’m always gonna worry about you.” I whisper to him, and I feel my heart ease, hearing his heartbeat. “You’re my best friend.”

“You’re my best friend too.” Luffy mumbles, and he hugs me again, wrapping his arms around my head.

I think, maybe, we’ve all got our dreams, and we’ve all got our wishes. I think Luffy’s wish might really be to make sure Ace never got killed. I think it does keep him up at night, because I hear the pace of his heart quicken, his skin start to sweat, his breath hitch as he wakes up. Thinking about Ace. Maybe he wishes for our crew to never have split apart in the first place. Maybe if we were all there, Ace would have been saved. Maybe, deep in his heart, I think Luffy would’ve really liked to grow old with his brother. When they couldn’t sail the sea anymore, Luffy’s real desire was to sit side by side with Ace, and watch the tide change with the moon.

I think Zoro would’ve lived with Kuina until the end of their lives. That’s his wish, besides her not falling down the stairs. I think Sanji doesn’t have any wishes. Maybe he has a little tug in his heart from time to time when he thinks of leaving his sister behind. Maybe he should have pleaded her to go with him. Franky, maybe to forever work the shipyards with Tom, and Icebarg. Brook probably thinks about that stupid whale. Chopper’s wish is definitely to stay with that old doctor of his, working side by side, until that old guy passed from old age, and not whatever poisonous mushroom Chopper fed him.

My wish is to meet Luffy again. In this life in the next. I wish he still has Ace in the next life. I wish for Zoro to live a few houses away, with Kuina. I wish that Robin has her mother in all the lives to come. I wish to be Luffy’s neighbor too. His best friend in every life. Always best friends. The tree that shades him, a big, stupid flower full of love. Two cats on the streets. It’s so selfish- I want my mother and sister in all of them too, but it’s terrible of me to hope Luffy’s there more than they are. I’ll tie him down in one of our lives. I’ll beg him not to chase his pirate dreams. I’ll go with him in the next. It’s wrong to want this, since Luffy might not be able to achieve his dream as a cat, or a flower, or as my next door neighbor. I think it’s so wrong, but if I tell this to Luffy, he’ll just call me a baby. I know he won’t really care whether or not I think it’s selfish. He’ll smile. If Zoro overhears it, I know he’ll laugh. I tell my wish to Robin, as she’s combing through my hair, fighting the sea salt, rubbing oil into it to reduce the frizz. She says I'm not selfish at all. I ask her about her wish.

She thinks for a while, rubbing my hair between her hands. “I think I’d like to live in Ohara again. With my mother. And all of the Strawhats can live down the street from me! Aaand… I’ll have a bunch of half robot kids, with Franky. If he can’t be there, I’ll just get another guy who’s into cybernetics. Haha! Hmm… I suppose the world won’t be so cruel, and we’ll have figured out the void century ages ago, so my mother can be content. And! Every Friday, since my mother’s retired, I’ll… leave Franky and take my children to go and have tea with my mother. She’ll tell them aaall of our stories, and- ugh, Nami, there’s no way to fix the frizz. We need a hair stylist on deck for this. Ahh, and maybe I wouldn’t have to deal with my hair so much if I had my mother taking care of it…”

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