#and then on a whim went 'hey sure I'll play them now' a few months ago

[silverselfshippingchaos]

this line is how i feel whenever i inevitably fall for ANOTHER y.akuza character

[rayslittlekitten]

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“Dad Will” Masterlist

A/N: It's been a looooong time since I've written something for @writer-wednesday and this week's photo prompt sparked something. Thanks to @carni-val for looking at this for me.

Word Count: 750

Pairing: Dad!Will "Ironhead" Miller & Teenage Daughter OC (Lucy)

Plot: Will and Lucy go to get matching tattoos.

Contains: banter, fluff, comfort (you know the usual deal)

Photo Prompt:

"You sure you wanna do this?" Lucy asks her father, staring at him intently.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Will shoots back at her as he fills out some forms at the front desk of the shop where rock music and mechanical buzzing spreads throughout the small space. "Sounds like you're having second thoughts. We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but you’ve been talking about this for weeks."

"No. Yeah, of course I wanna do this, but, like, compared to your other tattoos, this is like a silly little cartoon-y moose. This is my first one so..." she shrugs.

"It's not silly at all," he shakes his head. "You drew this and it's a part of you. I knew one day I'd probably have one of your artworks permanently etched on me."

"I'm honestly surprised mom is okay with this," Lucy says while flipping through a binder full of tattoo designs.

"Why? Your mom has a tattoo too. In fact, we have a matching one as well. Besides, you're eighteen. You technically don't need permission from me or her to get one,” he points out.

"Really? Mom has a tattoo?" Lucy shifts her undivided attention back to Will. "How have I not known my whole life? I've never seen it before."

"Well, it's small and it's in an area that..." Will vaguely gestures his hand in the air, still holding the pen. "...you probably don't see as often as I do so--"

"Ew! Dad! Stop! You're making me regret this now," Lucy grimaces, turning back to the portfolio.

"Hey, you asked," Will chuckles. He gives the filled forms back to the bright-haired receptionist along with his and Lucy's driver's licenses.

"Thanks, I'll be right back."

Will nods at her.

"Your mom and I got them on a whim. Once, way before you were born, I surprised her with a trip to New York City for our anniversary because she's always wanted to go. The night before we were flying back, we were strolling downtown, I think St. Mark's Place. There was just something in the air and we were looking to do one last thing, something fun before heading home and we passed by so many tattoo shops so we said 'fuck it, let's do it'," Will shrugs. "And then a few months later, we found out she was pregnant with you."

Will smiles at her and Lucy returns it.

"I'm actually more surprised you went with it. You don't seem like an impulsive person, especially with something so permanent like a tattoo."

"There's a lot you don't know about me. I was definitely more fun and spontaneous before I had you."

"Wow, dad, sorry I killed your fun and spontaneous factor. What a way to remind yourself with a tattoo designed by me." Lucy's eyebrows shoot to her hairline as she continues to flip through the plastic-covered pages.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," he shakes his head with knit brows. "You didn't kill my fun and spontaneity. Actually, you became my new fun and spontaneity. One can never be one hundred percent ready to become a first time parent no matter how much you try to prepare and raising you has been quite the adventure. If anything, it's a reminder of how much I never want this to ever end."

"Dad, you're so cheesy." Lucy rolls her eyes, but a smirk plays on her face. "So what was the tattoo you and mom got?" she asks curiously.

"I'd show you, but it's also in a place I'd rather not--"

"Okay, dad! I get it!" Lucy quickly cuts him off and Will laughs again.

"If you must know, she has a tattoo that says 'I heart WM', my initials, like in the style of the 'I love New York' with the red heart and I have a matching one with her initials," he says after a moment.

"Okay, that's actually kinda cute," Lucy compliments.

"It's probably not very original but..." Will shrugs. "It's special to us. That’s all that matters."

"Okay, Sam is ready for the two of you. You can come on back," the receptionist gestures her hand to signal them and they follow her.

"How much is it going to hurt?" Lucy asks Will.

"It’ll feel like a little burn. You can hold my hand if you need to, okay Moosey?"

"Okay." Lucy smiles and nods.

She slips her hand into her father's and Will gently squeezes back.

[dancekickboxcardio]

I need this to hold my fluids 💦 .

I am feeling sickly today. I am sore 😖 but I feel chills. I did a lot yesterday and I was doing it in a very interspersed divvied way and how it works for my allotted time 🕰 particularly when I need and feel like eating 🍽. I am hungry 😋. Shocker. I ate so much cookies 🍪 yesterday and I feel like I am nullifying the good work that I have been doing. There is some hope. I compared my STATs 📊📈📉from last week, a little weight difference but a point in body fat, gawd, that one percent is huge to me. I don’t have an idea 💡 of what that means visually. Oh, right Laura said at around 6 pounds adipose tissue loss. I chat with Heather and she also said a great point, muscle weight and 🆚 fat weight. Ah 🧐. I am not going to lie and everybody are sensitive about it, there are many girls far too thin and are going to look 👀 skeletal 🦴. My friend Susan and I are astutely talking about the pain and hurts that they don’t deal with that they feel it’s their weight they have to control to an extreme degree. I also added social forces such as the pressure of catching a husband 👰🏼 and appearing like the stick thin models like in Victoria’s Secret, etc. They are not selling sensible. It’s not healthy. They also have a cader of trainers 👟 to make sure they don’t keel over. Yes, you can die from an eating disorder. I feel that these girls and boys who despite an imbalance in body image of all things go to the gym 🏃🏼‍♀️ 💪🏾 and can bravely face their fears of being big and work on recovery. I hope 🤞🏾 they feel good about themselves and lead to acceptance of things as they are and they can work on being better. I on the other hand look 👀 at how unshapely my thighs are. However, I keep my desired body in mind. It’s appropriate that I remind everyone of what it is.

Beauty 😍. Health. Most, strength.

Also, before I left it out, yesterday, I didn’t follow Laura’s meal 🥘 plan. I got hungry 😋 right away. You should ask her for the winning formula. Every Filipino doctor 🥼 would swear 🤚🏾 by rice 🍚. Nope. She actually went to school for it and has a license. Like a graduate 🎓 degree. She has passion for food 👩🏼‍🍳 and went overseas to learn more about the diets people who live over a hundred partake. She invited me to her class. I am looking 👀 forward. I refine my approaches esp behaviors towards the stuff we put in our mouths, how you get them and prepare. I am a freak of nature. I am tractable and can adapt without hardship. When I see a problem, I look 👀 at it straight in the eye and make the necessary changes.

I just noticed that my Dad is being militaristic. He was like that too yesterday. I scampered prepping my gym bag. I usually bark back but I am being a good daughter. Now that I see that he’s being strict, I should answer him back not because I am like that but to give him a sense of what he’s being like and put it in a context. Reality testing if you will to see if the way to doing it is the best way or if something is not going right figure out why and as always, there is more than one way to doing things and not everyone are built a like. I maybe the stellar 🌟 kid, but currently, I am a royal 👑 screw up. Ugh 😑.

Hmmm... Ok, let’s channel what Friday was like. It’s a haze now. I was off Saturday and Sunday was so not princessy 👸🏼. I know I have a schedule 📅 but my execution and handle of time is loose. It’s like I know the big rocks, the little rocks are what I do in between I do in between. They are not planned. They are random, haphazard, a whirlwind and on a whim. I took a lot of pictures 📸 that day because I was not at the bottleneck. I keep on saying to everyone that every floor space is packed with machines. Oh, it could get busy. I didn’t eat my breakfast 🥞 in the car 🚙. I ate with leisure in the café slowed and mindfully to myself. I saw Katie and she gave me a side low five. I have been muscle rolling and because I can’t feel the tightness and pain in my back I say it works. I do it how Molly and Ian said I should, before and after.

I had limited time although it was more than what I usually have on the end of the week. I was excited 😆 because I get to lift weights. Weird gal. But I am past what girls think 🤔 or feel about being muscular. For me, it’s part of the job and really I see the power 💥 in it really. I see the oozing confidence on the girls with well formed shoulders and I want to be just like them. I am intimidating, what a surprise, and I don’t want to instill fear. I want to be approachable and for the most part I don’t want to teach that those you look 👀 up to are nasty . In fact, I am noticeably too kind. Good, I get to be myself. I know amazing people get raps and atttact enemies. It’s great that you don’t lose yourself in the process and be who you are and not be full of yourself. Competition throws you off, show who is the talent. Right, I am on offense.

I cannot remember what my impressions were of the day. Usually, I have a recollection of what I was thinking 💭 or what I was feeling. After three days. Maybe I should look at the pictures to remind me of things.

I started in the paddle bike 🚲 for sure. Was this the day I saw Susan, Tito Ronald and Emily? IDTS. Ah, my sister and her BFF were there. She was texting me 📲 and she was at the gym. I didn’t start at the paddle bike 🚲 I was at the rower 🚣🏼‍♀️. I was at the Alpha CrossFit section. Vie, you are not intimidate? I am not going to explain it and go through the nitty gritty. But know this, they have the best new machines and there was no one there. Ugh 😑, they have a tracker that records your STATs 📊📈📉. Yes, I am not going to lie 🤥. I am considering it. Yesterday, I am searching for training packages. Like when I signed up for a membership, I chose a plan that had 150 $LT bucks at you could use it towards many services. There were many options. Aaron discussed with me what they have at that time and I chose 60 Day Challenge. The program is actually great because it gives you so many tools 🧰🔧 to improving your body, how you feel about it, how you nourish it and how you care for it. My sister and her BFF use them for PT, no it’s not physical therapy 🏋🏼‍♀️ . I wondered 💭 if there is a package that’s not like 1,000 bucks to have like a month of physical training. It’s not pricey 💲 💲💲💲💲💲but knowing me, I want a great deal 🏷. I am poor. I am a graduate 🎓 student and really, who has unlimited money 💵. I remember telling my client’s late wife how I like getting things cheaper because you are left with more money 💰 in your pocket. But Vie, right now, has none. How confident and can you stand up knowing you don’t have a lot of money at your disposal. How comfy can you be? What makes you able to withstand teeming luxury. I won’t give you the answer. You have to discover that for yourself. Little? Like in term of what, you have a woman’s part? Vie, you are as sexist as you are plucky. How about I can be a peacock 🦚. I wonder what you have that you can be like that. It’s not intellectual humility 👓 for sure. Ugh 😑 .

I was showing some nerves this day and I actually embraced it. Vie is so unsure 😐 in her footing. I like it. How do you behave in a room full of testoerone. Like a girl without a doubt. Like a total loser 🤓. Like someone who is out of place. Grow up. I know, I am still adulting. I couldn’t find my fave arm machine. It was the one where I do my shoulders, the muscles behind my shoulder blades and my chest. I had to go in the big machines for big boys. My friend Maricar goes there to work out. I am not intimidate probably because I have been a gym goer for as long as I have been in college 📚 ✍🏾. I told you about the story of how I showed up in the Notre Dame rec center to work out. The hours are limited and the student body is largely student athletes 🎽. I refused to participate because I want to complete my degree 📜 . Well, not exactly. Yet, I was on the treadmill and this guy was just staring 😳at me like she has never seen a girl step on that machine before. Yes, the nuns are very very strict. I played it smart in the bench and I have a plan on how to build my back stronger. I started on 7.5 lbs instead of 10 and I want to stay on it for a few weeks 🗓 until I can grab a heavier iron. Thank God, I had a book 📚 so I don’t stare into space. My gawd, nerd wimp on the floor. Can I like kick your butt? What like mind jujitsu? No, I’ll put a bullseye 🎯 on your groin. Feisty.

My stretching 🙆🏼‍♀️ time is long and I feel that I have to figure out a way to fine-tune it or perhaps I am doing it so mindfully that my counts are way not on a New York 🌇 minute. It has to be improved. I hung out downstairs. I wasn’t hungry 😋 and I spend time on the phone 📱 sort of not berating but telling off flex your muscles on my undelivered Zella’s 👖 . I don’t think UPS 🚚 can be so incompetent. I did stuff on my phone 📲 after. I went upstairs. Oh, I must be in a funny 😆 mood. I for some reason have the silliest things to say. I said bye to Katie earlier as I left the floor after stretching and she was vacuuming and she’s really a great worker. I had to go back and say it, “You know what you remind me of? Ghost 👻 busters.

Vie: the tire lady

Katie:

I feel that I have that I have exhausted myself out talking. I can feel it in my brains 🧠. To say how my day went plainly, I did 30 minutes on the paddle bike 🚲 and wanted to follow it up with 60 minute Metcon. I felt I need fuel ⛽️. I went downstairs to eat. I went up I did some time in the treadmill only to find out that my Mom was 1 minute away.

My package 📦 has finally arrived ✔️.