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I'll be around today... but mostly occupied with setting up a new account for Sonya so she's not a sideblog anymore.
send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.
Bridgette Wilson Sampras as LT Sonya Blade
1995’s Mortal Kombat
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Johnny and Sonya's models by Shinteo
@cagcd LOOK AT THIIIIIS
Well, that was ... sudden, too straightforward for his liking. Though her brute honesty was a quality he loved about her most, it's the circumstances that had him mentally recoil with surprise. She always seemed to him on the verge of admitting something, a look in her eyes he couldn't quite read despite his best efforts, and before he could reach a conclusion of any sort, she would falter, avert her gaze, talk about strategies instead, work, always work, it was one of the reasons that tore them apart, her conscious too heavy with losses &. responsibilities that it made it impossible for her to find her own happiness, shouldering a boulder-like guilt on her shoulders for what happened to their friends when it was never on her ; a reality that devastated Johnny as well, but he never allowed to show through, kept his smile intact to assure her every time. It was just a matter of time until she would retract to herself and keep her burdens to herself, he hated it. They had always been there for one another during the two years of war against outworld she was his anchor as he was hers, it wasn't her absence that upset him as much as it was the idea of refusing his aid ... one issue spiralled into another, one divorce later and he was in rehab, he's still ashamed, when he should've been patient &. understanding, he regressed back into that path of self-destruction, the seperation was meant to ensure cassie wouldn't have to live out terrible childhood, but what good has he done to make up for it ?
They were young, rash, both at fault for miscommunication and flaws of their own they should have solved before jumping into marriage, he knows this now, yet he doesn't regret those years, doesn't regret having their beautiful daughter, only looks back at those few happy years with a deep melancholy. How many times did he fight the urge to tell how that he missed her, that he would do better, be better, that he lived her still and never blamed her for what happened ? Confessions always set aside in fear of the response that may come, for at a time he truly thought she couldn't stand the idea of him, that she perhaps wanted nothing to do with him anymore. And now, to hear her say all of this, eyes glistening with emotions that made his heart drop, it was too much.
Come home.
❛❛ That's ... a big update ... ❜❜ he joked, not knowing how to react properly if not with humor a coping mechanism that never made him feel light at heart regardless of what he gave off. His smile is brief, fading quickly as he took a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding, his grip on the table tightening as if to restrain him from crossing that distance without a single thought. He wanted to, god, he wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to have her back in his arms, wipe away that pain in her eyes and take it all as if it was his own, tell how much he missed her, how much his love for her only grew with time. But then what ? Will they fight again ? Repeat another cycle of hurt ? He can't endure another heartbreak. why now ? He wanted to ask, but held his tongue and kept his gaze focused downwards, time taught him the benefit of thinking before opening his big mouth, he wouldn't take a step until he's certain it would be different this time not just for him but for her as well. ❛❛ Sonya, if this is about what I said before, I'm sorry, I was bitter, that was wrong of me. I don't want you to feel forced into anything because of me. ❜❜ he speaks, cursing at himself for being the one who's doing the avoiding, he knows it isn't about that, but it's just ... too sudden. ❛❛ I would just appreciate it if you let me in from time to time, you know ? ❜❜
...of course it wasn't going to be that easy.
Even if their first embrace within the healing glow of the Jinsei Chamber had been right out of the pages of a movie script, so much had happened since then that deviated from the neat and tidy Hollywood ending. Life was always far stranger and far messier than fiction, after all--and it wasn't like Sonya could blame Johnny for his hesitation. They both bore the scars of how things had gone wrong for innumerable reasons, war wounds that never truly went away. She knew all too well that PTSD didn't just come from bloodshed and military service. It came from broken homes and shattered hearts, dreams that turned into nightmares before dying an agonizing death. They both had risked so much and lost... there was no denying that.
There was also no denying that they belonged together.
So what if it wasn't going to be easy? So what if she couldn't guarantee that there'd never be heartache or that they wouldn't hurt each other? The past had been painful, yes, but they were both older and wiser now--and more importantly? Sonya's determination hadn't gotten weaker over the years. If anything, it had grown stronger, slowly but surely allowing her heart to conquer her reservations about rebuilding what had fallen into disrepair. There was no changing the past, but there was still a chance to fight for the future she wanted--that she sensed they both wanted.
And Sonya Blade would be damned if she was going to just roll over and say die.
"No, Johnny. It's not--"
A shake of her head and a frustrated little sound dismissed his apology, the possible misunderstanding that it was something he said as she rose to her feet to make it easier for her to meet his gaze head-on. Of all the times to be piss-poor at finding the right words for her emotions... fuck it, she needed to stop thinking and calculating and just say it.
"I have regretted signing those Goddamn papers since the moment I put pen to paper, beat the ever-loving dogshit out of myself every night for not being strong enough to be what you needed me to be. I know we both fucked up back then, but we've also both grown up and I..."
She had to sound ridiculous, desperate even--but there was no denying the raw emotion in her voice. Was it sudden? Yeah, but ambush affection had always been her hallmark. Why would this be any different?
"...I know we hurt each other, but I know that nothing has ever hurt me more than being apart from you. And when I saw you in that Goddamn webbing, I thought..."
Her voice cracked.
"I thought I was losing you."
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He doesn't allow his gaze to linger for long, after years of avoidance and attempting to accept this reality of theirs, he still wavers, finds himself weak under that crushing weight that often pressed against his chest. The memory of seperation so daunting the years had the ability to merely subdue than to heal. He still thinks of her, misses her, terribly so, dreads returning to that empty apartment with so many useless treasures besides the one he desired most. Despite his best efforts he was a little bitter, not for what she might mistake for loathing but a deep hurt he didn't know where to place and now feels guilty for allowing it to come to light. Divorce was one thing, cutting him out completely was another, though they worked together still, it was never the same, forced &. stiff, as if she wanted to escape, for reasons he never once blamed her for, but they had been friends before this whole ordeal and to lose that privilege as well was what bothered him, love he could set aside if she no longer felt the same, but to have her out of his life ... he hadn't known a loneliness more terrible than this.
Thoughts and feelings that sprung back against his will as of late, noting her change in attitude, the way he caught her looking &. the way she sighed a sigh of relief when he was found in D'vorah's trap, called him Johnny with that same softness he adored. It's a whirlwind he keeps to himself, notes to himself how beautiful she looked under the shade of that military hat with the way her fine brows furrow in concentration. There was so much work to be done after Shinnok's defeat and the unfortunate conflict with outworld and the Shirai Ryu. Johnny knew his part, already discussed the details with cassie and group and sat idly, scrolling absent-mindedly through his phone as the general went about their next course of action, repairs, meetings, outworld relations and what not. He half listens to her speech, knows it's well rehearsed, always flawless, suddenly cut short Confused, hazel hues look up once he caught the sound of his name, ' Give Cage and In the room ', a heavy request that never fails to worry him, although he's certain it's not about anything he'd done, he hadn't much energy with having to recover and keep up with work.
Tucking his phone back into his pocket, Johnny got off his seat and strode slowly towards her as the room practically emptied itself, he can recognize that look, while not directed at him, he can still read her every expression like an open book, a stubborn thing that she was, he found her to be the most genuine out of all the bunch he knew in his life. What she attempted to hold back seemed awfully familiar &. he didn't wish to acknowledge what he saw, feeling that same sinking feeling on his stomach, he swallowed, brushing off the thought quickly to focus on her instead. ❛❛ Something wrong ? ❜❜ he asks gently, tone filled with concern. He leans against the table between them to give the maps a quick look, trying to gather what it is that might be bugging her. ❛❛ I'm pretty sure we covered all our bases, unless there's an update I don't know about ? Talk to me. ❜❜
Had she ever truly stopped being hyper aware of his presence? Not really. How could she? The moment they had truly connected, his presence had become a beacon that drew her attention regardless of the circumstance. While it had become something that hindered her at times since their divorce, the thought of that no longer being the case... until she had been the one to almost lose him to Shinnok, she had thought such was impossible. Freeing him from D'vorah's trap had ripped the wool away from her eyes and forced her to face a truth she had always known, but had done her damndest to ignore.
In spite of their past failure--or maybe because of it--their bond was too powerful to deny.
He was still so Goddamn gentle-- shit, at this point, it wasn't remotely a surprise that he was still every last little thing that she had fallen in love with. She knew that it was hard for him to force down his own feelings, to keep himself from reading into things. The irony of how this would be the time where he'd be right wasn't lost on her, though she wasn't about to think he'd take a running leap into her arms at her invitation. As foolish as she had been over the years, he had every right to tell her to go to Hell for trying to bring them back together. How could he know if things would be different? Could he forgive her for the blame she unfairly laid at his feet or how violently she had pushed him away so she wouldn't fall victim to his temptation?
Only one way to find out, Blade. Just fucking do it.
"...I can't do this anymore, Johnny. I can't--"
The sharp intake of breath trembled, the general colliding with that kneejerk instinct to conceal, to hide how she felt. He had seen her ram into it before in the past, her mind beating itself bloody only to fail at making it past. This time, though... this time, her jaw set subtly with tension as she, ironically, finally found it in herself to just let go. He could see the dam breaking in her eyes, the emotion that flooded them just as well as it filled her tone with fear and pain and, beneath it all, an undeniable love that had never gone away.
"Us not being together--it's wrong. It's wrong, and I... I know that I don't have any right to ask, but I miss you too Goddamn much not to do it anyway."
Sonya tried to swallow away the feeling of her heart in her throat, but ultimately she had to just--soldier past the feeling and get the words out regardless.
"I love you, Johnny. Come home?"
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A singular nod was enough of a response to Cloud's agreement to her advice. While she had seen the blond male lock horns with numerous other members of the Special Forces, Sonya herself had never encountered that problem. She suspected it was due to her lack of bravado, or perhaps her unwillingness to put those under her command through machismo-based bullshit that was just a waste of time. His question earned a faint tilt of her head, consideration taken to reflect upon how far she had come... not to mention how far she had yet to go.
"My goal, at first, was to become the Commander of the Special Forces... but after everything I've gone through with the Mortal Kombat tournament and all the shit that followed?"
Her jaw subtly set.
"My goal is to protect the people I love from having to experience any of it, and that means protecting Earthrealm effectively."
Not Niv making me want to resurrect Scarlet--
...she's still tickled about the 'abs made of titanium' bit.
❝ silco , i don't know what's going on right now but the anxiety is makin` me have to pee and what's this about someone's husband and chaos magnet. chaos isn't a metal or an alloy , it can't be magnetic ------- ❞ tick. tick. tick. ( don't worry my wife is away on a long mission. we'll clean up before she gets home -------- )
❝ oh my god you're " the wife. " tall. blonde. abs made of titanium. wouldn't condone paintballing in the living room. THE WIFE ! ... OUTWORLD ? the hell is an outworld ? is this hextech related , because if it is then i kinda want to go to outworld. ❞
Watching Jinx put two and two together was... well, that beginning of a smile flickered into the real thing, brief and small as it was.
"Figures that he'd describe my abs like that--though what's this about paintballing in the living room?"
Blond brow raised, but she didn't really feel like harping on it too hard. At least this time, it wasn't someone crashing through a window at high speeds in a spider costume.
"Outworld's a realm of monsters and magic and all sorts of fucked-up shit. I'm surprised Johnny didn't tell you more about it."
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"I'm not gonna sugarcoat this, Frost--you fucked up."
There wasn't so much as a molecule of give in the Major's eyes as she regarded the cyber Lin Kuei, arms crossed over her chest. The cryomancer could freeze her to death where she stood, but at the same time? The droid hovering behind her left shoulder could blow the other woman away in a hail of gunfire. It was an uneasy stalemate, one that Sonya knew balanced on a razor's edge--but she couldn't step delicately here. No, she understood that the only way to get through to Frost was to be blunt. A single firm shake of her head.
"What were you hoping to accomplish? Because at this point, all you've done is piss everyone off."
-- sonya has another adopted daughter doesn't she
❝ if i had a nickel for every time i blew someone up and then someone twice my age wanted to adopt me right after , i'd have two nickles. which isn't a lot , but it is strange that it happened twice now. ❞
@blxdc you're making a mistake lady
"...I blame the fact that my husband, as much as I love him, is a grade A chaos magnet. Well, that and an understanding of how some people deserve to get blown to Hell."
A pause; a corner of Sonya's lip twitched upward as if to hint at a smile.
"Bet you'd have a blast in Outworld."