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@blxdc
Indie private RP blog for Sonya Blade from Mortal Kombat As scrawled by Thaly (40/F/EST) - Semi-hiatus due to college ATM .psd by lost-in-arts on deviantArt icon template, dash icon, and mobile header by @cagcd
I'll make this fancy and add rules and whatnot eventually but uh, yeah. Basically don't be an asshole and we'll be cool. Okay? Okay.
OH! And my Sonya is single ship/exclusive with @cagcd because Iris = best Johnny ever.
Sonya: You're an idiot.
Johnny: I'm your idiot.
Johnny: holds his hand up to show a wedding ring Forever.
@cagcd
So i've got my hands on Persona 3 Reload.
...I'm gonna wind up making a Yukari, I can just fucking feel it.
@blxdc !!!!
According to the idea proposed two months ago: Sonya wears white makeup on her nose after kissing Johnny and they both love it
@cagcd THE NINJA MIME CAGEBLADE CONTINUES--
Cage's knock was lost on the lieutenant, her subconscious choosing to disregard the interruption to her attempt to get her mind to shut off for the night. By now, the vast majority of the Special Forces knew to piss off if she didn't acknowledge them... but Johnny Cage was too oblivious to learn that lesson, or so she believed. He was getting better at being more considerate in other regards, sure. In spite of how she's never voiced such, she appreciated how he had stepped up to support her. The occasional ride home, the slight lessening of the bad pick-up lines--he was beginning to grow on her.
(Like a fungu. or maybe cancers.)
It seemed, however, that Johnny couldn't help but to push his luck once he figured out what she was doing. The wise move would've been to knock--or, better yet, to piss off and come back in about half an hour or so, let her finish her movie in peace. Instead, he was following that seemingly innate mischief that prevented him from making wise decisions. Fortunately, his ambush was successful in getting him close to her, closer than he'd likely ever been before. She was in his arms, albeit not exactly in the romantic context he had hoped for. Hell, he even got the chance to croon along with one of the few actors Sonya had ever had a crush on.
...unfortunately, the shock of being taken off-guard wore off quick after that.
Ssince he'd rushed into pinning her in place with only one arm that meant she was able to twist in his grip, her fist lashing out to connect soundly with his jaw. The moment his hold upon her loosened, she was up in a flash, one hand seizing the back collar of his shirt while the other grabbed the waistband of his pants before, with a mighty heave?
"Get the fuck out of my office, Cage!"
Cage found himself ejected from Blade's office like his name was Jazzy Jeff, the door slammed emphatically as an exclamation point.
It isn't certain if it's familiarity or lack of remorse that gave him such confidence, in this case it might be the latter, mixed with Johnny's disregard for the Liuetanent's thunderous temper that had all soldiers tip-toeing around her office in fear of disturbing her peace. She was always annoyed with him one way or another, an attitude so coarse in nature, more purposed within his presence that he doesn't pay mind to, but had evidently been more considerate towards as of late, as she was of him and his extravagance that never appealed to her in the slightest, or so he believed. A commendable progress on both ends that, crumbled to pieces in an instant. Sonya wasn't appreciative of his intrusion, as he could feel her squirming in his grasp already loose since his goal was accomplished, the music already trailing off and fading into the quiet murmur of voices from the screen.
He intended to let go, only for her to turn swiftly &. land a blow square to his jaw, the force of the impact forcing him to stumble backwards, a hand pressing on his chin as if that would lessen the surge of pain that settled there, he had tried her punches before, knows well enough they form mean bruises before they ever go away. Any attempt to protest afterwards is so quickly thwarted against both will and comprehension, for before he could regain his balance he was so effectively &. comically thrown out of her office, the door slamming behind him with an echoing bang sounding alongsides the empty corridor. Johnny steadied himself against the wall in due time once he's met with it, otherwise he would have landed flat on his face. Blinking in pure bewilderment at the speed this short fight transpired, almost in a cartoonish daze that overtook him for a solid minute. Gathering his senses, he turned back to meet the closed door.
❛❛ Is that a no on a ride home ? ❜❜ he asked, persistent as always, tone loud enough for her to hear, well aware he isn't about to get a response. ❛❛ C'mon, I was just joking ! ❜❜ The urge to knock almost seized him, he held back. Alright, maybe he pushed it ... that's a boundary he wouldn't cross any time soon. ❛❛ I'll wait in the car. ❜❜ he mumbled, retreating like a pouty pup.
Goddamn it, I'm in love with that woman ...
What
@cagcd
Tried to make Sonya in the Stardew pixel art style xD"
i want to eat them
@cagcd!!!!
Johnny: *smelling a rose*
Sonya: I wish i was that rose
Johnny: what
Sonya: I SAID YOU'RE GROSS
I'm sorry I bullied you, I was trying to flirt.
Chin rested in calloused hand, holding the lieutenant's gaze steady as her eyes remained locked on the screen of her personal laptop. On the screen, Patrick Swayze kissed Jennifer Grey before getting into his car, the opening strains of 'She's Like The Wind' playing in the background. It wasn't often that Sonya would decompress at the end of a long day in the office, but she was too exhausted mentally to handle the idea of driving home. Some mindless entertainment would rejuvenate her enough to make the journey--and besides, as late as it was, the chances of being caught were slim to none. ...but of course, with her luck, that slim chance led to Johnny walking in.
He hadn't meant to intrude, as forward of a man Johnny Cage was known to be, he had a respect for privacy, a luxury he's not so fortunate to enjoy in his life of fame and new alliances that considered his door as a training to dummy to smash upon entering. It wasn't to say he was opposed to these visits, only wished some had the decency to call beforehand. Little to know he was to become the prime example of a rude guest this time without really intending it. The faint light that illuminated the dark hallway directed him exactly to his destination, he hadn't seen Sonya leave her office yet, and with such a heavy work load on her shoulders he was about to propose driving her home since they were both on leave as of tonight. A little thoughtful act that became a habit, knowing she would allow herself to sleep in if she had the chance.
Pushing the half opened door, Johnny knocked gently on the wood to announce himself. Usually she would turn much before he bothered to say something clever or simply greet her, but she remained still, seemingly focused on whatever task she had at hand. It's not so often that he'd see her with her guard down unless she was sleeping, [ but even then she would catch a fly at Its first buzz. ] Was something wrong ? He wondered, brows furrowing in concern, mouth nearly opens to call her name, &. immediately closes shut as he steps closer. He can recognize the music playing at low volume, knows what movie is currently playing almost instantly.
Dirty Dancing. Who would have thought ?
Johnny grinned, quick to stifle the laugh that bubbled up so involuntary. He knew she was a softie, he knew it ! If he had known any better, he would leave her to her business and never speak of what he just saw, but then again, how could one resist an opportunity served on a golden plate ? He crept closer, one arm seizing her in a firm hold just until he can get away with turning up the volume on her laptop, singing along as the music followed. ❛❛ Just a fool to believe. I have anything she needs ... Ooooooh, she's like the wiiiiind. ❜❜
@blxdc // I can be your Patrick Swayze baby
Cage's knock was lost on the lieutenant, her subconscious choosing to disregard the interruption to her attempt to get her mind to shut off for the night. By now, the vast majority of the Special Forces knew to piss off if she didn't acknowledge them... but Johnny Cage was too oblivious to learn that lesson, or so she believed. He was getting better at being more considerate in other regards, sure. In spite of how she's never voiced such, she appreciated how he had stepped up to support her. The occasional ride home, the slight lessening of the bad pick-up lines--he was beginning to grow on her.
(Like a fungu. or maybe cancers.)
It seemed, however, that Johnny couldn't help but to push his luck once he figured out what she was doing. The wise move would've been to knock--or, better yet, to piss off and come back in about half an hour or so, let her finish her movie in peace. Instead, he was following that seemingly innate mischief that prevented him from making wise decisions. Fortunately, his ambush was successful in getting him close to her, closer than he'd likely ever been before. She was in his arms, albeit not exactly in the romantic context he had hoped for. Hell, he even got the chance to croon along with one of the few actors Sonya had ever had a crush on.
...unfortunately, the shock of being taken off-guard wore off quick after that.
Ssince he'd rushed into pinning her in place with only one arm that meant she was able to twist in his grip, her fist lashing out to connect soundly with his jaw. The moment his hold upon her loosened, she was up in a flash, one hand seizing the back collar of his shirt while the other grabbed the waistband of his pants before, with a mighty heave?
"Get the fuck out of my office, Cage!"
Cage found himself ejected from Blade's office like his name was Jazzy Jeff, the door slammed emphatically as an exclamation point.
" well, the kids here didn't really have parents. " daphne says with a hum, it doesn't bother her anymore. it certainly was horrifying, but everything with blackgate was. growing up in the eye of the storm somewhat shielded her from the truth of its devastation. " we had handlers, usually more than one, " the mutant turns, offers her hand to assist sonya with climbing up and over a collapsed wall, " and doctors, lots of them. there wasn't really time to think about what you didn't have, if you wanted to survive ... you had to do as they said. even if you knew it was wrong. " which, admittedly, most of the time she didn't, but she had learned a lot from sonya and johnny in her short time of freedom. " you didn't have to come with me, but I'm glad that you did. we should be able to find the information the special forces needs somewhere in these databanks. " @blxdc called for a psychic!
The silent soldier who strode at Daphne's side seemed, externally, to be unaffected by what the younger blond was describing, but the stoicism that Sonya displayed was tenuous at best. Even if she only ever gave birth once, the major had accumulated more than her fair share of adopted children--and as she continued to take in the information she was given? Well, let's just say that it was a good thing that none of the Blackgate bastards was within her presence since otherwise... her inner mother bear would've come out to maul them to death.
And no one of value would be lost.
The assisted ascent was concluded with a grim nod of gratitude before blue eyes turned from Daphe to the dilapidated structure in front of them. As difficult as this was for her to face, she could only imagine what the younger was going through... and so a hand settled, careful and gentle, on Daphe's shoulder.
"I'm here to support you just as much as I am to support the mission. If we want to bring these bastards to justice, then we need every shred of evidence we can find."
A gentle squeeze of support and then her hand withdrew, Sonya taking a deep breath to return to a more... professional mindset.
"Where should we start?"
𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚄𝚁𝙻 𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙸𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚂.
B - Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons
L - Land of Confusion by Genesis
X - XXX by Joji
D - Don't Tell Me by Disturbed feat. Ann Wilson
C - Close Yet Far by CYK
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They're so gentle🥹💕
@blxdc LOOK !!
It's the force of habit by now, for either of them to lounge about the other's room during quieter hours. When the need to escape the pressure of war, fame, and roles sometimes too larger to be maintained with the same grace and patience others precieve as second nature. It was a need for normalcy only found in the company of those so dearly loved. Johnny knew he needn't keep up the image he portrayed for half a lifetime, not around Sonya, who found the strength to shed away that steely demeanour for the sake of offering the same authenticity he so willingly gave. She was a marvel that still brings him to wonder, though those instances of raw truth that showed a new aspect of her were rare, he took what learned to heart, paid close attention to what she liked, to eventually discover that despite their varying personalities between loud &. reserved, they weren't so different after all. Music, movies, cars, how many long nights were spent sharing those interests and Sonya scoffing at his ridiculous hoard of treasures she claimed to be terrible investments ? Their connection was unexpected to say the least, Johnny liked it. Regrdless of the many secrets that remained untold, it was something real he could hold on to, and hopes she finds the same in him in turn.
A couple of knocks hardly sounded at her door before the click of the handle announced his presence. ❛❛ Hey, mind if I crash in for a bit ? can't sleep. ❜❜ he spoke and allowed himself in either way it's no secret now that sleep wasn't exactly a friend of his, those bad mattresses the forces offered were an addition to his discomfort as well. Knowing Sonya she was always up, always restless about something. There was never a time that he sought her out at the middle of the night that he saw her pacing about, so caught up in work or in her own head. Perhaps it is a comfort for him to take care of her instead, so much so that he tends to forget what it is that kept him awake at the crack of dawn almost every time. ❛❛ You worried about the mission ? ❜❜ he was soon to inquire, noting how absent her expression seemed tonight. Not that she could be blamed, the outcome was always uncertain, so many losses had been made and they're all hanging on a thread that served as the last line of hope that assured non of this was spent in vain. Admittedly, he's a bit of a sceptic in that regard, not wanting to celebrate any victory until their friends are finally freed ... one day. ❛❛ We went over this like ten times by now, relax. It'll be fine. ❜❜ he assures, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder. Much to his surprise, it took very little convincing to get her to consider resting, exhaustion apparent on her features due to long work-filled nights such as this. With the a promise to wake her if anything were to happen he watched her retreat to her bed, then pause ...
❝ will you sleep with me ? i know how that sounds i just mean— i feel safe when you're there. ❞ 👀
Hesitant in her pride, her request sounds in a low tone, a vulnerability he's most aware she dislikes greatly, when she diminished all trivial feelings she counted as weaknesses to become the woman she is today. A state of rigidity in feeling he doesn't quite hold against her, not when she was making an active effort to reach out for assurance instead of seeking for it in herself. Johnny grinned at the first half of her question, making light of the situation with his teasing. ❛❛ Kidding ! Kidding ! ❜❜ a hearty laugh escapes him, quick to reach for her hand before she could roll her eyes at him, a tender squeeze is given as he leans in to press a kiss to her forehead. ❛❛ I'd be happy to. ❜❜ and with her hand in his, he led her to the bed, arms wrap around her frame as she eases in to their closeness. The tension he held within before coming here soothed by the sight of her comfort. He watched her for long, fingers running through blond locks, her soft heartbeat lulling him to sleep.
I feel safe with you too.
@blxdc // fluff for u
Around her, the room was dim, the candles flickering gently and outside the rain was a steady drone, lulling her into a heavy doze before she could give more then a cursory fight. Sonya felt her eyelids growing heavy, drifting closed of their own accord as she lost the battle…
- Iron Butterflies - by @cosmictapestries
