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      “Please tell me I don’t look as bad as I feel.”

     Lips press into a thin line as he ponders his answer,   palms dyed in a deep crimson much akin to the hue of the swordsman's blindfold,   stained as he hastened to drag the man out of open fire and into what temporary safety could be found behind an already broken down military truck,   [   it appears bullet proof doesn't quite cover outerworlds magic either.   ]        ❛❛   Well                ❜❜        he grimaced,   giving his friend another searching glance,   he hadn't sustained any life threatening injury,   as all wounds seem to be superficial   &.   not serious at all,   in terms of appearance however   ...   he had seen better days.        ❛❛   You look like a hundred dollar bill                if it was stepped on a bunch of times in the mud.   ❜❜        the actor jests,   a half smile quickly falling at the accuracy of his description.        ❛❛   You might wanna sit this one out,   I'll wait with you till the med-evac gets here.   ❜❜

@kcnshi // he tried to sugar coat it ...

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     Fingertips stained in crimson,   hold easily slipping with incessant movement,   causing more pain and prolonging the process for longer than it should be.   It should take mere seconds,   this isn't his first broken nose after all.   Though,   he doesn't know of he should be glad it isn't his own in this instance.   An annoyed grumble escapes him,   complimenting her whining to deepen an atmosphere already filled with discomfort.        ❛❛   No shit it hurts,   it's broken,   now quit moving !   ❜❜        while she takes a minute to encourage herself back into it,   he wipes the blood from her face   &.   his fingers.   Still oblivious to the kind of mess she stuck herself into,   but certainly not the first time she came knocking at his door looking like this,   something tells him it isn't the last either.        ❛❛   Band-aid,   Okey,   on three.   ❜❜        he leans again,   one,   two,   three,   click !

" ow, ow, ow! " face is pulled backwards, teeth gnashed and nose awash with blood. it's broken ... or at least she thinks it is. daphne has a penchant for showing up right after a fight; she normally looks as though she's just clawed her way straight through the depths of hell when really ... she's just reckless. " i thought you said you were good at this kinda stuff, that hurts! " regardless, she allows him to try again. really, it should be a doctor attempting to realign her nasal structure, but ... well, doctors give her the creeps. " just ... do it fast, okay? like a band-aid. " / @cagcd called for a psychic!

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The bestie and I agreed that Johnny makes cursed looking cakes as a hobby and all of you have to suffer that atrocity ♡

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Sonya: You're an idiot.

Johnny: I'm your idiot.

Johnny: holds his hand up to show a wedding ring Forever.

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Johnny is an amazing cook, can make fancy dishes as if it's straight out of a restaurant, but he's not beyond cursed food

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I just think she's neat @fateswallow

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i’ve been staring at them too long that i cant tell which one is better….i guess i just post both…

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PROMPTS FOR COMFORTABLE INTIMACY *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ settle ] sender sits on receiver's lap and gets comfortable

[ sling ] sender slings an arm around receiver's shoulder

[ pinch ] sender affectionately pinches receiver's cheek

[ ruffle ] sender ruffles receiver's hair

[ recline ] sender joins receiver on their chair and snuggles against them

[ hand ] sender takes receiver's hand while driving

[ knee ] sender lays a hand on receiver's leg while driving

[ clean ] sender reaches up to wipe something off receiver's face

[ tie ] sender adjusts receiver's tie

[ collar ] sender smooths out receiver's collar

[ tickle ] sender starts tickling receiver

[ piggyback ] sender gives receiver a piggyback ride

[ pick up ] sender scoops receiver up into their arms and holds them as they walk

[ guide ] sender places a hand on receiver's hip and guides them through a crowded room

[ smudge ] sender cleans lipstick off receiver's face

[ gun ] in the midst of a stand-off, sender reaches over and gently guides receiver's gun down, making them lower it

[ behind ] sender comes up to receiver from behind and wraps their arms around their waist

[ nuzzle ] sender leans in and nuzzles their face into receiver's neck

[ relax ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder while they talk

[ arms ] sender hooks their arm with receiver's as they walk

[ itch ] sender assists receiver with an itch they can't reach

[ catch ] receiver starts to fall, so sender reaches out and catches them

[ calm down ] sender pets receiver's hair and tries to soothe them after a scary situation

[ check ] sender checks receiver's temperature by placing the back of their hand against receiver's forehead, trying to see if they're sick

[ tuck ] sender tucks receiver into bed

[ feed ] sender offers a forkful of food out to receiver, helping them eat

[ undress ] sender helps receiver undress

[ shoes ] sender helps receiver put on their shoes

[ intent ] sender leans their forehead against receiver's

[ bathe ] sender helps receiver wash themselves in a bath

[ shower ] sender helps receiver wash themselves in a shower

[ assist ] sender finds receiver has fallen down, so they rush to their aid and help them stand again

[ bed ] sender helps receiver into bed

[ greet ] sender greets receiver with quick kisses to each of their cheeks

[ high five ] sender gives receiver a congratulatory high five

[ makeup ] sender helps receiver apply makeup

[ injury ] sender cleans receiver's wound and patches it up

[ seek ] sender reaches for receiver's hand and laces their fingers

[ surprise ] sender sneaks up behind receiver and places their hands over their eyes, wanting them to guess who it is

[ walk ] sender helps receiver walk by staying by their side and holding onto them

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      Tension dissolves into the blessed warmth of comfort,   newly inflected pains forgotten as the fog clears to reveal the witch               to his relief              well and alive right before him,   yet the ache is still somewhat felt as he strains to release a breath and hoist himself up from solid ground.   It would seem he might have given too much faith to his new-found shadow powers,   none that he could could quite control to similar proficiency as the various fighting styles accumulated through the years,   all he knew it had allowed him an advantage in speed,   hence his apparent,   [   and surprisingly unplanned   ],   recklessness that had him haste to stand between her and the imminent danger at hand,   now eradicated with the joined effort of his intervention and her quick thinking regardless of the shock of what had transpired.

        ❛❛   Yeah,   yeah,   I deserve that one                  as long as the hex doesn't involve frogs and midnight kisses.   ❜❜        he jokes,   still audacious enough to crack a smile.   Her irritation with him dissipates as a mutual calm took over,   for as soon as he got off the ground that she bolted towards him.   A surprised laugh escapes him,   the impact nearly knocking him down again if he hadn't adjusted his footing.   Arms wrapped tightly around her frame at first in worry of dragging her down with him.   A tight hold that remained as he realized he needed this as well.        ❛❛   I know   ...   you're not so bad yourself,   powerpuff girl.   ❜❜        he adds,   tone warm,   hand rubbing at her back.        ❛❛   Aw,   c'mon,   you can't be mad at that face,   I'll make it up to you,   I promise.   ❜❜

“You’re an idiot and if you do that again I’ll hex you myself,” she said, voice almost shaking with irritation. Not quite though. Her lips almost in a pout as she contained her annoyance, watching him - observing him. Just in case there was any injury. Really, who jumped in to help the witch out? There was a pause, a moment of silence before the tension left her. Her body relaxed and she was moving forward a little quicker than she expected (poor johnny, a witch barrelling towards him). Her arms went around him quickly, pulling him in for a warm and cheery hug.

“You’re rather amazing, Johnny, did you know that?” And maybe she needed the hug just as reassurance here he was and just to vent any last stress or worry. And maybe she just liked hugs. Either way, a bright smile broke out across her features - and good luck to the guy trying to escape her happy embrace. “…you’re still an idiot though.”

free hugs from wanda day ;; @cagcd

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      ❛❛   Maybe an Oscar would make it better,   not gonna lie.   ❜❜        the answer comes effortlessly,   no hesitation on his part to complain about the lack of appreciation his work had received across the years.   A safe kind of answer to say the least.   when avoidance is the sole method he relies on to keep a good distance between his personal life   &.   all he dreads to face within it,   denial is where he'll remain.        ❛❛   Anyway,   don't you think it's too early for existential questions ?   ❜❜

" are you content with your life as it is now, mister cage? " / @cagcd wandered into the grimoire.

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Stryker: sleeping peacefully

Jax: He looks so peaceful.

Johnny, with a sharpie: And vulnerable!

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{Words by Clarice Lispector from A Breath of Life}

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Not a single thought between them

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@blxdc !!!!

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      Muffled music alerts him of an incoming presence,   if he were to listen closely he's sure to make out the song precisely as the purpose of those headphones is ultimately betrayed with the volume brought to the max.   No judgment would come from his end however,   fully acknowledging the loud parties back at his condo almost being an annoyance if he had any close neighbours   ...   he supposes that's the Hollywood royalty treatment,   though,   he had never been keen on showing any form of superiority,   unless it was his ego talking.

   A light tap upon the shoulder bids him to turn to meet her gaze,   hazel hues flicking towards her hand as she gestured for a lighter,   a movement unseen behind expensive sunglasses.        ❛❛   Sorry,   I don't smoke.   ❜❜        the actor gave a shrug to illustrate his lack of lighters on his person,   if Jax was around he would've snatched one from him,   now that's one heavy smoker.        ❛❛   Pretty sure there's a convenience store on the next block                if that helps.   ❜❜

🔥 @cagcd liked for a teeny tiny STARTER for VALERIA

Too many witnesses to rely on her self - made fire, and found stuck with an unlit MARLBORO tucked between her thin lips and no match to ignite it. She pulled down her headphones ( the music so loud from their wired buds, even stuffed in her ears they could be heard ) and sheepishly tapped on the man's shoulder. Gesturing with her thumb the FLICK that would indicate a lighter.

❝ Sorry, but you wouldn't happen to have a LIGHT on ya ?? I think my sis stole mine again. ❞ A lie. Not too obvious of one for a stranger to really catch. Twins were easy to blame when the only other excuse was a rather ... UNIQUE one.

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      Nerves are soothed by the sound of her laughter,   a relieved smile tugged on the actor's lips,   noting her change of mood to the better.   All this talk about sacrifice was an extremity he wouldn't in his right conscious to stand by and allow,   not when they all worked together towards victory.   Each member's effort was valuable   &.   every spilled drop of blood a testament for bravery.   He can understand why Liu Kang had chosen every single one of them,   and took it upon himself to ensure none would be left behind.   Wanda included,   who saw more value in her sacrifice,   a way of thinking he disagrees with wholeheartedly.   She deserves a chance like the rest of them,   nothing will change his mind on the matter.        ❛❛   Now we're talking !   ❜❜        Johnny said with a smile,   extending an arm around her shoulder so he can pull her into half a hug.        ❛❛   You better not bail on me when this is all over,   you hear ?   ❜❜

One thing that she could say was that despite how serious she or the situation can be, nothing could change the mood like Johnny Cage could. For some, he was a pain in the ass when things got bad, but for Wanda, Johnny brought her some relief. She burst out in laughter, wiping away at a blood tear that almost had been shed from her laughter. It eased the worry she felt when he mentioned survival and taking her to lunch. "Alright, I'll take you up on that offer. We will survive, as will I." She couldn't sacrifice herself just yet, as her friends needed her around still, just as she needed them. She enjoyed Johnny Cage, and she saw him as a dear friend in the time they have spent together, she could even consider him a best friend. Though she would be too prideful to even admit she saw him as her best friend. 

☽◯☾┄─ @cagcd || ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ (ᶜᵒⁿᵗ.)