#Trump Fighting Fighters

[noisycowboyglitter]

Female Trump Supporters: Fierce Fighters for His Vision

This design concept blends themes of female empowerment with support for Donald Trump's political movement. The imagery likely features silhouettes or stylized depictions of women in assertive, powerful poses, perhaps with raised fists or determined expressions, symbolizing strength and resilience.

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The phrase "Fighting Fighters" emphasizes the notion of active engagement in political and social causes, portraying Trump's female supporters as passionate advocates. This wording may be prominently displayed in bold, impactful typography.

Donald Trump's likeness or name is incorporated into the design, possibly showing him leading or standing alongside the depicted women. The overall aesthetic aims to portray Trump as an ally to women who are politically engaged and ready to "fight" for their beliefs.

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Color schemes might include the traditional red, white, and blue of American politics, possibly with softer pink or purple accents to emphasize the female-focused message. The style could range from realistic to more graphic and simplified illustrations.

This imagery is typically found on women's apparel such as t-shirts, tank tops, and hoodies, as well as accessories like hats and tote bags. It's designed to appeal to female Trump supporters who see themselves as active participants in his political movement, challenging narratives that may portray Trump's base as predominantly male.

The design seeks to energize and unite women who align with Trump's policies and political style, presenting them as a formidable force in the political landscape.

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This design concept focuses on patriotic themes and the idea of American unity, specifically tailored for a V-neck style shirt. The V-neck cut adds a touch of sophistication and comfort to the traditional t-shirt design, appealing to those who prefer a more flattering neckline.

The imagery likely incorporates classic American symbols such as the stars and stripes, bald eagles, or the Statue of Liberty. The word "Americans" is prominently featured, emphasizing a sense of national identity and pride. "Supporters" suggests a united front, possibly in the context of political or social movements.

Color schemes primarily use the traditional red, white, and blue, though variations might include more subdued or vintage-inspired tones for a softer look. The design may feature distressed or weathered effects to give a sense of history and endurance.

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Text elements could include phrases like "United We Stand" or "Proud American Supporter," reinforcing themes of solidarity and patriotism. The overall aesthetic aims to be inclusive and appealing to a broad range of Americans who take pride in their national identity.

This V-neck design is likely available in both men's and women's styles, offering a versatile and comfortable option for expressing American pride.

[ramadan90s]

[the-blog-of-gog]

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[gamerzklips]

Donald Trump teaches Joe Biden footsies in Street Fighter V

[awesomecooperlove]

LET SINK THIS IN

Here’s a question

Q. Who should have won the 2016 US Presidential Election

A. Trump

B. Hillary Clinton

Here’s another question..

Q. What would you prefer as WW3

A. Psychological warfare, coercion and the people using their own decision to get a “vaccine”, some being placebo, some a flu shot, some a clotshot

B. Global nuclear Armageddon

And one last question..

Q. Which will cause more death in the previous question

A The Covid jab

B A global nuclear war

It’s wise to remember that Trump forced the hand of the cabal as he knew the jab was already made in 2018. This brave action destroyed the need for lockdowns, which were not supposed to end until late 2024 and the jabs released from 2025. Trump getting the jab released early justified an end to the lockdowns and an end to the Emergency Usage Act, again forcing big pharma to seek proper FDA approval of a commercial vaccine, which the FDA would never have given approval for. This is why they came up with new strains, to keep the EUA and lockdowns. This also caused the cabal to speed things up, they made mistakes, and people started to wake up earlier, and quicker.

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[humanityinahandbag]

I'd like to tell you all a story about my grandmother.

My grandparents raised their children, four girls (one of them my mother), to be fighters. My aunts marched in Washington for women's rights with babies strapped to their chests and like to joke that all of the grandchildren who came from that line (including myself) were born with picket signs in their hands.

But it started with my grandparents. They fought hard for what they believed in. They marched against Vietnam. They marched for Martin Luther King. They marched for women's rights. They marched for a better future.

But let's talk specifically about my grandmother for a moment.

My grandmother unfortunately passed away in 2016. She had to watch the first Trump election and did so knowing that it would probably be the last election she'd ever see. And there is some argument there that she could have given in to fear and defeatism. She could have decided none of it was worth it, and she could have decided that fascism had won and the world was over.

But she did something else instead.

To give some context, my grandparents had friends who were Republicans. I say were, because they shifted from the normal Republican towards the MAGA Republican we see today. And despite a very clear message from my family about how we felt, they were more than ready to still come to the funeral as if everything was normal. Like their beliefs were normal. Like they were welcome to celebrate someone who had fought so hard for the rights of other people.

These were people who would have absolutely used their rhetoric to scream and shout if they were left out or disinvited.

And so my grandmother, even past her final moments, pulled the most brilliant, petty move I've ever seen.

She'd decided ahead of time that everyone who had known her was more than welcome to attend but that she wanted everyone attending the funeral to donate money. That was the requirement to be invited. And so everyone did just that. There was no talk about what the donations were for, just that they were appreciated. I want to say that the assumption was the money would help pay for funeral expenses and give the family some support while we grieved.

Except that wasn't the case.

Because in those final moments of the funeral, the rabbi stepped forward to thank everyone, and then very cheerfully announced;

"Arlene was so happy to know just how many people were coming to join us here today. She couldn't have been more proud of her family. And I'm sure she would have been elated to see just how much money you all gave today to Planned Parenthood."

When I say that the faces of those people are enshrined in my memory, I mean it. The anger, the devastation, the rage, the betrayal. It was an absolutely gorgeous display of true defeat at the hands of a boss ass old lady who literally fought with her last breath and threw up both middle fingers all the way out the door.

What I'm saying is this.

It is very easy to feel defeated. It is very easy to think that everything is over, and there's nothing left for us to do. It's very easy to say that fascism won, that fear won, that hate won.

But that's only true if you let it be true.

There is always more that we can do. There is a future that is still worth fighting for. And it's more than possible, even when it doesn't seem like it.

And fighting is going to look different every time.

Some days it will look like picket signs in our hands.

Some days it will look like spending time with friends and family and people you love and knowing that you have a community that supports you and your vision of a brighter future.

And some days, it's pulling absolute natural level 20 petty trickster shit even after you've left the world.

Because you can always make an impact and you can always add a little brightness to life, and if that means tricking a group of MAGA idiots into throwing their money behind Planned Parenthood in the middle of your own goddamn funeral then that's what it means.

Keep fighting. People have done it before you. People will continue to do it after you.

And enjoy the little victories.

(Even the petty ones)

[mmatigersdelhi]

mmatigers delhi

MMA Tigers Program Age 3 to 13,13 to 35, years is enough time to learn a lot, it gives you time to focus on your overall growth as a fighter and time to focus on other things as well, while you prepare. It actually took me about 4 year before my first amateur fight, but for about 2 of that I was out of commission with knee and shoulder issues, and I had some mental issues that sidetracked me as well. Although, I was coaching wrestling during much of this time and getting on the mat pretty much every day I was physically able. I also had no coach or instructors until I was 3-13 fights in. I won all of 3 -13 of these fights without being hit except from some ill-advised wild punches from the bottom, and already had a title.(mmatigers.com ) LEARN MMA/BOXING/GYMNASTICS My Sir experience is not common, I promise. I was lucky enough that my wrestling was far beyond anyone on the local MMA scene, and it transferred very easily to BJJ, which most wrestlers don't have going for them. I had the facilities to train in and friends within wrestling who were also just learning to fight, so we would train together. (Mixed Martial Arts is the best Location MMATIGERS Center Tilak Nagar Metro Pillar No-499,New Delhi.)What I did not have was an overabundance of athleticism. Never have. If you do, consider yourself fortunate and take advantage. Planning your fight career 3-13/13-42 years ahead of time gives you a long time to hone your skills and gain enough confidence to go out there knowing you will put on a good show no matter what. MMA Tigers Trainers National, International Trainers Tanning Mixed Martial Arts. I would recommend finding a good coach who can guide you through the process, and training as much as you can without breaking yourself, with a particular emphasis on increasing your overall skillset. In the last 6 months before you start your training camp for your first fight, focus on developing your best skills. If you have natural grappling ability, work your takedowns and submissions, if you have natural punching power or keen instincts, perfect your boxing and Muay Thai. This way you can specialize in the weeks leading up to the fight and you'll know how you intend the fight to go.

Unlike Boxing which only allows punches such as jabs and uppercuts, MMA allows for a wide range of strikes. The strikes allowed in MMA include elbows, knees, kicks, and spinning back fists. MMA fighters can incorporate a variety of fighting styles such as Tae Kwon Do, Muay Thai, and Karate to win. बॉक्सिंग के विपरीत, जो केवल जैब और अपरकट जैसे मुक्कों की अनुमति देता है, एमएमए स्ट्राइक की एक विस्तृत श्रृंखला की अनुमति देता है। एमएमए में अनुमत हमलों में कोहनी, घुटने, किक और स्पिनिंग बैकफ़िस्ट शामिल हैं। एमएमए फाइटर्स जीतने के लिए विभिन्न प्रकार की लड़ाई शैलियों जैसे ताए क्वोन डो, मय थाई और कराटे को शामिल कर सकते हैं। बॉक्सिंग और एमएमए में क्या समानता है? बॉक्सिंग और एमएमए दोनों सिद्ध मार्शल आर्ट हैं जो अभ्यासकर्ताओं को आत्मरक्षा की स्थिति में जीवित रहने में मदद कर सकते हैं। मुक्केबाज और मिश्रित मार्शल कलाकार आक्रमण शुरू करने और क्षति से बचने के लिए घूंसे, फुटवर्क और कोण का उपयोग करते हैं।

[auntbibby]

i feel like donald trump gets away with legal loopholes specifically becuz he doesnt have the Moral Shame to hesitate when he lies thru his teeth to a huge crowd. most ppl have the Moral Shame to give up when they are obviously caught but donald trump is like........

OH MY GOD Donald Trump Is A Ken Player Who Never Blocks, And Never Leaves Yomi Level 1

"donald u cant fire everyone in your cabinet, youre gonna get counterhit"

donalds response: mash jab

"donald u cant say stuff like that in a rally, it's unsafe on block"

donald's response: light shoryuken

"donald u cant take confidential documents home, ull get punished for huge damage"

donalds response: medium shoryuken

"donald u cant break a gag order immediatelly after recieving it, it's predictable for the opponent"

donald's response: heavy shoryuken

"donald u cant threaten a judge, youre low on health"

donalds response: EX shoryuken

"donald u cant argue that presidents are immune to all law, youll lose the round"

donalds response: critical art

the trick to beating donald trump's ken is: never expect him to change strategy, He Will Never Learn; just punish his mistakes as hard as u possibly can and patiently wait at a safe distance for him to keep making mistakes.

[shattered-pieces]

Yes and I can show you many other russians such as the last 2 I reblogged that support Ukraine. I get that Russia is the enemy but these things are just confirmation bias (I see how bias is almost justified in this case but I also have my own perspective-- from the things i have seen). Of course there are many russians like this but some do risk their lives for Ukraine, such as the political prisoners in prison now who could be killed like navalny. They don't have navalnys publicity and he was killed so. putin may easily kill them with impunity. Many like Dima Ivanov and Ilya Yashin spoke out against Bucha and were imprisoned for it. A majority is causing evil, but I believe in individual rights and justice and choices, and these people are brave and deserve justice for standing up for what's right.

There are also Russians who helped Ukrainians escape russia, but no one hears about them. They get no publicity but they do it anyway. At risk of prison-- which is risk of their life.

your liberal russians))

[batboyblog]

I’m so depressed about Biden dropping out. He didn’t win by a landslide in 2020, so I can understand the uncertainty but he didn’t have to deal with misogyny

I’m so worried the people on the left who handed the election to Trump because Clinton wasn’t perfect and they were, let’s face it, cishet white males who are largely unaffected either way, will do that again.

yeah I can understand that, I can understand sadness at this moment and this choice. I am by inclination a fighter, and I would have fought for President Biden all the way, and I believe he could have won. And the way this all came about is disappointing and upsetting.

All that said, take this evening for the feelings, and then tomorrow, do what he asked, Biden asked us to fight for his Vice-President, and thats what we're gonna do

she's gonna face shit, for sure, but we're not in 2016, we've learned our lessons, we're not gonna apologize for our candidate, we're gonna say "yeah, and he's a rapist" because he is.

Every day till November, we have to fight, harder than ever before, because yeah they'll come after her and she needs every support ready with a clap back.

[justwinginglife]

My Heart

25 Days of Simpmas: Day One December 1st: Chrollo Lucilfer, Rank 25 Anime: Hunter X Hunter Event Masterlist

Trigger warning: Mentions of physical violence/beatings

"Just because you have eyes everywhere doesn’t mean I can’t still see you coming a mile away.”

Chrollo was nonchalant as he spoke these words aloud, flipping through another page of his book, unfazed by the woman who’d silently entered through the window. 

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. “Or perhaps you just missed me. Hardly counts as ‘seeing me coming’ if you’re waiting by the window for my safe return.” 

He hummed to himself as he closed his book and set it on the side table. Then he stood to greet you. “It’s not unnatural to miss someone as valuable as you. So tell me, how was your journey?” His eyes scanned over your body as though he were simply taking in the sight of his longtime friend, as though nostalgia and fondness kept him focused on you, but the discernment in his gaze, the subtle, lingering glances that scrutinized every inch of your body, searching for a splatter of blood or a newly formed scar or a laboredness in your breathing, told you that maybe this time you’d stayed away too long, maybe this time he’d been waiting by the window fearing the worst, maybe this time he’d be more unwilling to let you go.

“You’re not going to find anything. I’m fine.” 

He laughed softly, his eyes flickering back up to yours as he concluded his examination of you. “I know you’re fine. It’s as you said- maybe I just missed you.” 

For many years, you’d been Chrollo’s eyes and ears. Literally. With your unique skill, you had the ability to leave copies of your eyes wherever you went, allowing you to observe everything that went on behind closed doors. As time went by, you strengthened the skill to expand the range of your ability. You could now observe 50 different locations simultaneously. Each copy of your eyes functioned as an extension of yourself, meaning that it was as if you were in the room yourself, watching and listening to each scenario play out before you. It also made you quite the adept fighter as you were able to observe an opponent from multiple different angles during a fight, and you had a trump card that even allowed your eyes to peer into the future momentarily to predict their next move. 

This ability led you to become Chrollo’s closest advisor, feeding him intelligence and secrets that no one else had access to. So you knew he trusted you enough to handle his most important missions and you knew he trusted your strength enough to bring you home from these missions. But it was still nice to think he cared for your safety even knowing your abilities, and it was still nice to think he missed you after being gone so long. 

Because you were gone a lot. 

Your powers weren’t without its limitations. In order to place a set of eyes down, you had to physically be within a certain range of where you wanted them to be. If you wanted eyes looking down from the Eiffel Tower, you’d have to make the long trek to the top. Now, you could leave them once you’d placed them and they wouldn’t move an inch, but if you summoned them for a different purpose, like needing them to monitor an opponent’s movements during a fight, you’d have to physically make the trip again to put them back where you left them. And if you ever fought an opponent strong enough that you needed to use your foresight, it required you to summon more eyes. Sometimes getting back into a place where you’d previously left your eyes proved to be more difficult the second time around so you’d have to be careful which eyes you summoned. 

Chrollo, knowing this, had adamantly insisted that you need not leave eyes behind to guard his hideout, but stubborn as you were, you left some behind anyway and he sometimes worried that the few eyes you’d left for him would one day be the difference between your life and death.

Little did he know that your reason to live was standing 5 feet and 10 inches tall, right in front of you, with his black hair hanging loose (because he always let it down when he was around you), and gray eyes that made you want to come home as quick as you could. You were his longtime friend but he was your longtime love and you’d do anything to keep him safe and keep coming back to him. Even if he didn’t know any of this. 

“Maybe I’ll retire,” He joked, but his playful demeanor couldn’t hide the genuine contemplation in his voice- contemplation brought about by your absence these last few months. He always preached about the value of his Troupe members’ lives, that his life was worth no more than theirs, that everyone’s lives held equal merit, but now he was starting to realize that maybe your life was worth more to him than anything else. And maybe it wasn’t because you held a treasure trove of the world’s secrets in your mind, maybe it was because you held his secrets, you held his hopes, his fears, his dreams so close to your heart, maybe it wasn’t because you were strong, but because you were strong for him, maybe it wasn’t your ability to sneak in and out of a room unnoticed or assume different identities at will or extract information with precision and ease, maybe it was your ability to make him laugh, to make him worry, to make him feel like your partner and not just your leader, maybe it was all these maybes that made you more valuable to him than the world’s rarest gem. And maybe he’d do anything to keep you by his side for good. Maybe he would retire. 

You poked him in the arm, disrupting his train of thought. “You won’t. You can't; you’ll get bored. Can’t you see us, 80 years later, still thieving and conning people out of their money? I mean, no one suspects the elderly, right? I’m sure we could find some trouble to get up to even past our prime. And we’ll buy some gaudy, grand mansion that we’ll have no idea what to do with, but we’ll buy it just for the fun of being able to buy it.”

He laughed, capturing your hand in his. “You mean you’ll keep me company even when my hair is falling out and my teeth are missing and I can’t tell my right from my left?”

“I mean to keep you company even when we’re nothing but ashes scattered in the wind.” 

His eyes softened as he smiled. “Well, then. One gaudy, grand mansion coming right up.”

Once you’d finished exchanging pleasantries and sentimentalities, you began exchanging gifts, the way you always did after a long mission. For two highly wanted, highly intelligent criminals, there was just something so casual and so normal about the way you talked about your journeys and exchanged souvenirs like you’d simply gone on different field trips. The only difference between you and a teenage girl bringing back a keepsake for her boyfriend was that you and Chrollo already had everything. Riches and jewels were so easily acquired, you could rob a bank in your sleep. So you made it a point to bring each other something of actual value even if it held no monetary value. 

“For you, my dear.” Chrollo presented to you a box that held an old, cracked pocket watch inside. The watch was too old to be of use, having long stopped working, but not old enough to be considered antique or expensive by any means. If found on a street, one might simply leave it on the street to rust beside sewer grates and trash cans. It was of little importance to anyone. Except you. 

“Is that what I think it is?” You leaned in closer to examine the familiar initials, J.A., inscribed on the surface of the watch you knew so well. “You found it, you really found it. May I?” 

Chrollo nodded, stepping away slightly to give you some space. “Absolutely. The floor is yours.”

Without another word you dropped the watch to the ground and stomped it to pieces with the heel of your boot. This watch was of little significance to anyone. It was a useless trinket. Merely a waste of space. But to you, it was a reminder of days when you were nothing but a rowdy student, nothing but a trouble child, nothing but a waste of potential, getting beat half to death by your school teacher after class had already been dismissed. He’d tell you that for every second of his life that you wasted, he’d repay you those seconds tenfold. Blood pounded in your ears as you took his lashings, but somehow the sickening sound of the ticking in his watch was all you could hear and it drove you nearly mad. 

By the time you were finally old enough, finally strong enough to kill him, you discovered that some lucky bastard had already taken the liberty of wiping him off the face of the planet for good. The watch he timed your beatings to was all that was left of him and it’d been lost for decades. Until now. Until you smashed it to smithereens. And by god, it was satisfying. 

You’d almost forgotten you had such trauma, having found a place where you belonged with a person you belonged to. But there was a small part of you that was still bitter, still scarred, still raging, and that part of you desired closure, that part of you craved retribution, that part of you demanded vengeance- vengeance that you could never have. But Chrollo had given you a close second and maybe now you could lay the past to rest and look to the future. Maybe now you could look to the man who bandaged all these battered parts of you, parts that no one else dared look at. 

Maybe now you could have the courage to give him the gift you’d gotten him, even knowing all the implications behind it. 

“My gift won’t be damn near as therapeutic as your gift,” You joked as you handed him an even smaller box than the one he’d given you. 

When he opened the box, he was silent for a moment.

It was a ring. A small ring, but beautiful, nonetheless. You’d thought yourself lucky the moment you laid eyes on it. It had been Chrollo’s mother’s ring- an undying symbol of the affection she shared for his father. While his father had been a wealthy clergyman, his mother had never really been impressed with wealth and felt jewelry superficial (perhaps Chrollo took after his mother in that regard and that was why, for all his thieving, he never seemed satisfied with mere jewels and gold). However, this one ring was his mother’s only exception. Though it was too small a token to be of significance to anyone else, it was a symbol of their love, a love lost to death and time, and the Lucilfer family ring would forever hold a special place in Chrollo’s heart. Which was why you were shocked when he gave it back to you.

“You were kind enough to locate this for me, and for that I thank you. But I’m afraid this doesn’t belong with me.”

Your brows furrowed. “Of course it does! It’s your family’s ring. If you won’t have it, then no one will have it.” 

He smiled at you softly. “You misunderstand me.” He took your hand in his. And then he got on one knee.

“My dear, my closest friend, my partner in crime, in everything. You’ve always been my eyes and ears. How would you like to try being my heart?”

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[projectreclaim]

Matt Gaetz stated that he is not re-joining Congress:

"I’m still going to be in the fight, but it’s going to be from a new perch."

Gaetz said yesterday he will possibly help the Trump-Vance administration from a new position.

This is very good news! Gaetz will dominate from any position. Matt is the fighter we need! Matt Gaetz will be in Trump's administration, and it is going to piss off the left.

[vintagerpg]

In its last moments, the Role Aids line sought to reimagine the fundamentals of D&D. Arch Magic pushed arcane spellcasting to the outer reaches. The Blood & Steel box set (1993) seeks to renovate combat. That’s Carl Critchlow on the cover (not Biz, shockingly). Interiors are by Julian Jackson. In a novel bit of art direction, we get to see a fighter carve his way through opponent after opponent on each page, until he meets his match against a warlock.

I’m a poor judge of this box set. I kind of hate replacement combat systems — they’re almost always noodly and more complicated than the vanilla system, which I guess really lights some folks’ fire, but I want less complicated fighting, generally. At a glance, all the new fighter stuff is complicated. Skill points. Wound points. My eyes glazed over when I tried to read the 2.5 player option book for fighters, but I wouldn’t be at all surprised if the methodology here wound up in there in some form after TSR bought the line. There are a bunch of new fighter class variants, too, but the fact that the fighter in the illustrations handily dispatches all of them but the warlock doesn’t really inspire confidence.

The big thing is the combat cards. 180 cards that kind of work similarly to the Lost Worlds one-on-one combat books, with each card displaying a maneuver with bonuses and penalties, both of which are resolved and applied to the combat rolls. I think. I kinda like this, actually, I enjoy the idea of building more move-to-move action into combat (I especially like that the intention here is to only use it when the fighter requests it, which seem like a good way to heighten the drama). But at the end of the day, “simple” usually trumps “cool but complex” for me.

[ozzgin]

Ozzgibz my lord may we have just one more crumb of pickle content pls pls pls🙏🙏🙏

Like I have an idea, reader as pickles mother🧐 like like like U wake up together after many many years

Not just a crumb, but an entire loaf! :D I will use this chance to finally finish all of the Pickle related requests I currently have. (At least I hope I haven’t omitted anything). So you may consider this a Pickle megathread, containing multiple requests put together.

Pickle Headcanons: A collection

Featuring Pickle and Reader: Pickle’s Mother! Reader, Pickle trying modern treats, Pickle and his newborn, Pickle x Student! Reader and Pickle x OP! Reader.

Pickle’s Mother! Reader

You wake up surrounded by heavy, intricate machinery and at a certain point it occurs to you just how long your slumber has been. Ah, that explains the peaceful, uninterrupted rest. You can’t recall the last time you slept this well. And, like clockwork, you hear the humans scream mere seconds after you stretch your rusted bones. A familiar growl jolts you back into action. Being frozen for millennia sadly doesn’t strip you of your motherly role.

With a groan, you rip the medical cords away from your body, indifferent to the frightened stares of the scientists currently unsure of your intentions. They needn’t be afraid for long. With the calculated movements of someone that has been doing this one too many times, you walk towards the source of ruckus and return with Pickle under your arm. It’s almost as if you’re wearing an invisible hero cape: the research team can finally relax knowing Pickle’s fearsome mother is here to keep him under control.

This arrangement now poses an interesting dilemma: how will the fights unfold under the watchful gaze of a protective, Jurassic mom? Should the fighters be worried about a vengeful counterattack if they’re too hasty with your son? The first one to test the waters is Retsu, and before he enters the arena you place a heavy hand on his shoulder, briefly guiding him aside. He nervously watches your gestures as you pretend to beat up an invisible opponent. Are you showing him potential punishments? Then you give him a friendly nudge and point to Pickle. Realization sinks in and he stares at you, wide eyed. You’re giving him advice on how to give Pickle a proper beating. Well, obviously. If they’re going to challenge your menace of a son, they should at least make it worthwhile. Rough him up a little. At the end of the day, it’s less work for you.

Pickle tries modern treats

Pickle would probably lose his mind with any carbonated drink or sweet flavor. He never had access to this amount of sugar, so I’m wondering if he’d think it’s poisonous once he becomes agitated from the abrupt intake. Nice, exquisite smell and a vibrant color that tempts him enough to give it a try. Next thing you know, the liquid sizzles in his mouth and he panics, but eventually settles down. Then his heartbeat increases and he’s squirming under the confused stares of the fighters (who initially offered him the drink), until Professor Payne points out his body might not be accustomed to our levels of sugar. The real trouble starts once he can handle the unhealthy snacks, because someone will have to stop him from overeating. (To be fair I’ve also never had a Baja Blast, seems less popular/available in Europe but it looks nice.)

Pickle unable to care for his baby

They say your life flashes before your eyes as you die and you certainly gazed upon a delectable bunch of recollections when the prehistoric man swung his massive body towards you, growling threateningly. They were hoping the fighters could keep him entertained long enough for you to feed the baby, but it seems his fatherly instincts (that he’s otherwise lacking) trumped his need for battle. Thankfully, he stops right before his clawed hand touches your frightened face. For the first time he sees his newborn eating, the puffy cheeks expanding with each gulp of the mysterious bottled liquid you’re providing.

Well, if all you’re doing is feeding his child, he might as well keep you around. You certainly don’t look like a threat, even less so than the men he just faced in the Arena. To the relief of everyone witnessing the spectacle, you get to live and handle the baby. Not like you have significantly more experience when it comes to taking care of infants, but with the help of the scientists you manage to ease Pickle into his parenting role.

All this time spent together has reminded Pickle just how much he misses the presence of a second parent. The baby likes you, you seem to be rather knowledgeable about these matters, and you’re extremely cute if he is to be fully honest with himself. The Jurassic man can’t help the faint smile gracing his features whenever he pictures it: you make a nice family, wouldn’t you agree?

Pickle x Student! Female Reader

You’ve learned to ignore the bewildered stares. Thankfully, this time, the only unusual sight consists of Pickle’s gargantuan size and nothing else. He’s dressed in modern attire and has since learned to behave better in public. You recall the first encounters, where an almost naked Jurassic creature kept following you around and wouldn’t take no for an answer. It took you several weeks to figure out he’s interested in you, and you eventually relented. Naturally you couldn’t have gone outside with a wild jungle beast donning a fundoshi and nothing else. So you did your best to instill modern customs into your new boyfriend.

And, for the most part, it worked. He’s sitting with you on a campus bench, politely waiting for you to finish your rough sketch. He enjoys watching your drawing process, especially if he’s the subject of the piece. A giddy feeling overwhelms him, almost as if he’s being physically touched with each stroke of the pencil. The fact that you observe him so carefully, and then somehow reproduce the image so accurately on paper…It entertains him greatly. Sadly he can’t return the favor. You’ve offered him drawing tools before in case he wanted to join your creative hobby, but there was no dormant Botticelli in his soul waiting to be awakened.

While he may not share your artistic inclination, you can at least be assured that no threat will ever reach your proximity again. His hands were built for battle and he makes sure you witness this truth on every occasion. No fight begins without your presence in the Underground Arena. As much as you feel for his battered opponents, the whole ordeal results in very neat action frames. You leave the matches with brand new batches of doodles. Who would’ve thought you’d find your muse in a prehistoric man? Additionally, if you ever need some extra cash, there’s always the option of delving into erotic art. After all, you have access to any reference you could ever need and Pickle would be most eager to help you.

Pickle x OP! Reader

@mariahvilla569

So this was a little difficult because I wasn’t sure whether Reader is overpowered in relation to someone in particular or just the whole Bakiverse. I went for a Reader who’s stronger than everyone else.

Pickle was very confused when he met you for the first time, standing in the audience of the Underground Arena to observe his match with Retsu. He was instantly smitten and was about to discard any intention of a fight to immediately pursue you instead, but he was stopped by multiple men forming a barrier before you and an angered Retsu demanding his undivided attention. He assumed you must be someone’s partner and therefore he’ll have to win his way to you. He couldn’t have guessed in a million years that you were politely allowing everyone else to have their fun before you swiftly cashed in your victory.

You did have enough grace to take your time with the prehistoric man. He doesn’t doubt that if you so desired, you could’ve ended the battle within mere moments; but just like the rest of the men, you wanted your fair share of entertainment. This way Pickle was also offered a sample of your exquisite skills, which made all the fighters before you fade into nothingness. Truly astonishing that a human half his size would tower above him in terms of raw power. He was left beyond impressed and his initial crush has avalanched into a full blown obsession.

Just because you’re stronger doesn’t mean he can’t fulfill the duties of a protective partner. Consider it a way to efficiently save time, as whoever isn’t strong enough to get past him isn’t worth your precious time. Not to mention that Pickle has come to view your sparring sessions as a special form of intimacy reserved for him and you only. If you need to train, he should suffice as an opponent. There’s no one else as sturdy as him, and you’re always in a great mood after a proper fight, so he’d be an utter fool not to take advantage of it.

[gz-missfit]

God the more I rewatch Etoiles fight the more it hurts. Hell the more I watch any parent fight their egg it hurts, from Max bawling over Trump to Quackity being basically insta killed by Tilin and Roiers anger as fake Bobby didn't attack them while Jaiden was filled with conflicting delusional happiness.

But especially this Etoiles fight yesterday puts the whole dinner into a much bigger perspective and I'd like to think that that's the reason why they put Phil in the fight with Etoiles.

They wanted him to hesitate.

They wanted Phil to be the burden during that fight because those things carry the names of his children, the children he'd burn the world down for. But they underestimated how strict Phil is with his trust and decision making to the point that even in egg form he treated them like they were monsters instead of his children.

Phil's special because while yes during Etoiles fight the code got better at adapting to an egg its still the same concept. He still had definite proof that that wasn't her but he still hesitated.

And I wanna go into the why of that, Phil's a hard-core player through and through and you will not get that out of his playstyle, you can see it on every multi-player server he's been on in the past because thats just how he plays the game. And as a hard-core player he probably has the most interesting relationship to mortality and is someone who can understand the eggs on a whole different level. But this means he's also INCREDIBLY aware of how much weight decision making carries and how even a single decision could decide over him staying alive or dying, he's used to that, it doesn't bother him anymore. That's why Phil is also someone who's very confident in his decisions, when he says he won't do or go to something because he knows the outcome then he means that and not even curiosity will get the better of him if he sees any form of danger or risk. If he tells Tallulah or Chayanne an instruction he expects them to follow it to a T because he gives those for good reasons each time (and both of his kids know that his instructions are teachings more than they are just him telling them to do something). And this confidence in his own decisions is why he fought those codes so relentlessly at the dinner, I'm convinced even if he hadn't gone back to get a picture of his kids he still would've fought these codes the same way. He trusts his experience and he trusts that he'll be able to deal with the consequences of his own decisions no matter if the outcome is good or bad. There's a reason why other players usually come to him for advice or when he spends time with someone he naturally falls into a teaching role, it's because he knows so much because he's had to know it all to survive in a world where death is inevitable.

Now why does that differ him from Etoiles? Well Him and Etoiles are good fighter's in their own ways. There's no doubt about that. But Etoiles is more upfront, he's smart during pvp and incredibly knowledgeable about statistics and strategy but ironically enough he still struggles to trust in his own words and decisions. He's someone who's quickly plagued by regret or doubts, it's why he praises Bad and Phil so much. Because both of them are incredibly headstrong and confident in their decisions just due to sheer experience. Etoiles just isn't even if his experience is just as good. And you can see this hesitancy even during the dinner fight, he didn't want to fight the codes until they hit him first. And it was Phil screaming to kill those things that made him set on actually attacking. Even when he got singled out later on and had a fake Tallulah follow him, he didn't attack until Phil confirmed Tallulah was safe with him. Etoiles trusts Bads and Phil's words a lot and holds them both in high regards when it comes to their opinions and decisions because he knows how much sheer experience those 2 carry. But during that fight yesterday he was alone, each of his actions couldn't be reassured because he was fighting alone and the actual Pomme wasn't there. He was terrified of making a wrong decision, even with Pierre reassuring him that it wasn't Pomme Etoiles couldn't bring himself to trust his own decision, even with their secret code not working Etoiles couldn't trust himself, even with seeing it carry the codes swords he couldn't trust himself. Even after the fight was over, after he saw Pommes bed with her sleeping tightly in it. He couldn't trust himself. He didn't feel like a winner to himself because his mind went into a spiral about of his decision was right or not, his mind screamed at him because he was sure he had fucked up royally and that's what makes it so interesting. Because Etoiles is a good fighter! And I'm pretty sure with equal gear he'd beat the 2 he holds in high regards to fighting skill a good amount. But he doesn't hold his own decision making very high, he's happy to be as help as a weapon that when he has to make a call he hesitates. And it didn't help that he had his daughters face stare at him while he had to make that important decision because while Phil loves his children just as much as Etoiles does, Phil never had to earn to be trusted with them. Phil's always been someone people trusted with the eggs while Etoiles had to earn his time with Pomme in promising he'll never let her die on his watch and will be careful beyond believe while he's with her.

It shows in the confidence of their decisions, and it's fascinating how much more it shows during these high tension moments. Etoiles is someone who struggles so much with the knowledge of failure and its what made his fight hurt so much more, because he was convinced he'd fucked up bad even after he saw her bed.

Just some food for thought about our codebreakers

[patriottruth]

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