#captain kiddo

[kidndkiller]

Ehy Kid, welcome to Tumblr! What's your favourite food?

Kid quickly turned towards the person "How the heck did you get in" he asked, you could hear from his voice that he was quite grumpy. But in the end he shrugged "Cabbage rolls"

[frudoo]

Full Hands — Captain John Price

Me 🤝 writing fics about John with kids

(I want to have his babies)

Warnings: Fem!reader, John is nice but DON’T TALK TO STRANGE MEN!!!!

Full Hands Masterlist

The morning had started out disastrous, to say the least. The kids were already up when you arrived, and before you could even take off your shoes, their poor parents were out the door, looking exhausted as ever. You understood why as soon as you saw the mess of clothes and toys that were sprawled throughout the house. With a sigh, you clean the house up, and after wrestling the rambunctious little girl into the bath and dressing both her and her baby brother (who was cranky from lack of sleep and a stuffy nose), you headed out the door to go to the park. You could only hope that the crazy little munchkin would wear herself out and take a good nap later.

“Look out!” You gasp, grabbing the chatty four-year-old by her arm before her face can make contact with a lamp post.

Your yelp wakes up the baby strapped to your chest, and your eyes widen when you see his lower lip starting to tremble. You place one hand beneath his bottom and adjust the wrap so that he feels more secure, bouncing in place to try and stop him from the inevitable cry-session he’s about to embark on. Luckily, your soothing efforts work, and the tired babe falls right back asleep before the first wail can escape him. You sigh softly in relief, grabbing his older sister’s hand and pulling her closer to you to avoid any more potential accidents.

“I wanna go to the paaaark!” She pouts, trying to run ahead of you, but your grip tightens on her.

“We are, sweetheart, but I need coffee first,” you explain, running your thumb along her knuckles as you guide her into the quaint little café.

The little girl huffs defiantly, but her big brown eyes widen in pure excitement when she sees the arrangement of delicious pastries behind the glass display. Instantly, she’s tugging on the hem of your dress, pigtails dancing wildly as she bounces up and down.

“Nana! Wanna cake pop, please? Pretty please? I’ll be good, swear! Won’t be sassy!” She rambles, pulling you to the front and subsequently running into the man that was already trying to order.

Your heart drops into your stomach when the man turns around, and you pull the little girl into your side in a protective manner. He’s tall and built, and were you not afraid that he was about to give this clumsy little girl a piece of his mind, you would have found him rather attractive. Much to your relief, the man gives a soft chuckle, kind eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Look a little young to be a ‘Nana,’ yeah?” He teases, sparkling blue eyes scanning your skeptical face.

“Oh, I’m just their nanny. She refuses to call me by my real name,” you explain sheepishly, glancing at the sleeping baby all cozied up in the wrap you’ve got strapped to you. “I’m so sorry about this. This guy’s been sick, and the little miss is using it to her advantage since I can’t chase after her like normal.”

The man tuts, giving you a sympathetic smile. He looks down at the girl who’s now hugging the back of your leg, poking her head around to meet his eyes. He hums once, pulling out his wallet.

“Alright if I get her the cake pop she’s fussin’ ‘bout?” He asks, nodding his head toward the array of colorful treats.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” you wave your hands frantically in dismissal, eyebrows furrowed.

“Nonsense, I insist. Matter fact, what did you want? Some coffee?” He pushes, guiding you closer to the counter with him to show that he’s serious.

“I was gonna get a latte,” you frown, feeling bad for taking advantage of this man’s kindness, no matter how badly he wants to do it.

“Atta girl. That all?” He pats your shoulder, and you ease up a bit—however, still on alert for the girl that’s hiding behind your leg.

“Yes, sir. Thank you,” you smile kindly, rubbing your fingertips along the child’s arm as she giggles.

“None o’that. Call me John,” he grins, handing the barista some money.

You urge the little girl up to grab the cake pop from the barista’s hand. She mutters out a shy thank you (much in contrast to the nonsensical rants she always gives you) before hiding behind the safety of your legs once again. You huff softly in amusement and follow John over to wait for your coffee. He watches as the child takes a bite of her cake pop, chuckling in satisfaction before looking back up to you. His eyes twinkle as he watches you run your fingertips over the stirring infant’s eyelids, trying to get him back to sleep.

“You want to be a mum,” he muses.

It’s less of a question, more of a statement, and it catches you off guard. You sputter with surprise, eyes darting down to the girl enjoying her treat in order to avoid his prying gaze. There’s something about the way he looks at you—not in a predatory way, but in a protective way, like he’s known you for years—that makes you feel strangely content. At home in a foreign place. The little girl seems to sense your comfortable state because she stops hiding behind you and goes to give John a hug around his legs. You apologize profusely but he just leans down to pat the tot on her back.

“Gotta stop apologizin’, love. The little one’s just thankin’ me for the cake pop,” he chuckles, humming his own thanks to the barista as he takes his tea and your latte from her hands.

“Sorr- um. Thank you, John,” you take your drink from him, trying to ignore the way your heart skips a beat as your fingers brush against his. “But really, let me pay you back. I have cash, or I can send it to you-”

“What are you doing later? Once you haven’t got the kiddos, I mean,” he interrupts, trying to conceal the way his eyes had been glued to your lips as you spoke.

You furrow your eyebrows, not expecting to be interrupted, but the softness in those baby blues of his take away any negativity you might have felt. You shrug, sighing when you realize that the baby cuddled into your chest is now fully awake and will absolutely not go back to sleep.

“Not much, honestly. Was gonna cook dinner for myself,” you explain, smiling softly as you watch John wave to the baby, freckled nose scrunched in delight.

“Tell you what: how about I take you out instead, yeah? Consider it payin’ me back,” he beams, hopeful cerulean eyes staring into yours.

“Spending more money on me is paying you back?” You laugh, giving the little girl a stern look as she smacks your thigh to get your attention.

“Spendin’ time with a beautiful woman is more than enough. Swear it,” he pulls his phone from his pocket and offers it to you.

You try to conceal your embarrassment, taking his phone and typing your contact information into it. As you hand it back, John gives you a wink and a pleased hum.

“I’ll give you a call later, hm?” He smiles, patting your shoulder gently when you nod your agreement. “Have fun with the little ones.”

You wave a flustered goodbye to John as the impatient little girl grabs your hand and all but drags you out of the café.

Next ->

[bird-inacage]

The Heart Killers EP1: Early Hints into Kant's Backstory

Kant is shaping up to be a very intriguing character in my opinion, and no doubt more so thanks to Khaotung's gushing. We've already been given a number of early signposts towards Kant's backstory, so this is my recap and speculations on what we know so far.

THE SKILLS OF A THIEF

We're shown through a flashback that Kant used to steal cars and sell them on - a series of crimes which Captain Chris agreed to disregard in exchange for Kant's previous assistance on his cases.

The natural question to ask would be why? Why was Kant stealing cars? If I were to hazard a guess, possibly due to dire financial straits where this was his only means to support his family. Bison comments, "from your car and how you dress, you don't look like a typical tattoo artist, you know? More like those uppercrust tattoo artists." Kant retorts he just makes enough to get by. I wouldn't be surprised if he and his brother did grow up in some form of poverty or limited means. It would then make sense then why Kant is so driven to support his brother's dreams - because they've felt so out of reach.

The other big question on my mind is why involve Kant? Did Chris see this as a form of charity or rehabilitation for a wayward youth, or an opportunity to exploit a boy who happened to possess valuable skills? "Keep your eye on you and your brother's future. You're a smart brat. You'll find a way." Either Chris is a dubious cop with questionable methods (including coercion), or Kant is a budding criminal mastermind whose too slippery not to be kept on side by the police. (If anyone remembers the Leonardo DiCaprio film 'Catch me if you can', the film's young protagonist is extremely adept at fraud and once caught, is then hired as a fraud detective due to his knowledge and experience of such crimes).

There has to be more than just Kant's history of stealing cars that has Chris so confident in his ability to help with this specific case. And to tackle hitmen of all things where Kant's life could be in serious danger.

AN ELUSIVE FATHER

Kant's parents have not been explicitly mentioned, but references to his father have been implied. They certainly don't live with parental figures so Kant appears to be Babe's sole legal guardian. As he's now 29 years old, Kant may have taken Babe with him once at legal age, or after reasons that kept their parents out of the picture.

In Kant's first scene, he gets a call from a contact named "old fart". My immediate hunch is this could be his father. Moreso, Kant looks visibly exasperated so they're clearly not on the best of terms.

I may very well be jumping here, but something has me speculating if Kant's father had any influence on his car theft; whether his father was the one who taught him how, or was in some form of trouble that Kant stole cars to fend for him and his brother out of desperation.

On a contrasting note, Kant does mention that his father left him his car, a possession that seems particularly dear to him as he's constantly warding off Style's attempts to pry it from his hands. It later becomes the very demand Style bargains for in order to agree to help distract Fadel, and Kant is visibly reluctant to let it go. Needless to say, his relationship with his father may be complicated.

BROTHERLY AFFECTION

We haven't been told Babe's age, but he's been seen wearing school uniform in some BTS photos - so late teens would be my guess. Babe expresses an interest in English literature and Shakespeare, vowing to visit the UK eventually to see his plays in person. If the two brothers did grow up under difficult circumstances, it would be safe to assume that such academic pursuits and going overseas would seem like a luxury, and very much aspirational rather than realistic.

Despite this, Kant is clearly very supportive of his brother's interests and wellbeing. He's very fond of him, and Babe is the sole motivation for why Kant is blackmailed into assisting Chris. This love goes both ways. Babe doesn't ask too many questions about what Kant gets up to as long as he's being safe. He looks happy for him when he spots Kant and Bison together.

I wonder if he has any idea of Kant's criminal history or that he's been assisting the police. My instinct would be no, as Kant would likely be inclined to protect his brother or to prevent him from worrying.

If anyone knows Thai and can translate, I'd be interested to know if there are any notable tidbits visible on Kant's criminal file (above).

You can keep tabs on bird-inacage’s BL meta directory for my other long-form posts around The Heart Killers, which I’ll be updating in real time as the show airs. Probably worth reading my analysis on the FK's character interviews where some of these points are touched on.

[puppetwoman17]

I think the reason I very often use the YJ cartoon universe for my fics is because I want to alter how they utilized Cap/Billy and his lore and subconsciously use that world to make up for the treatment of one of my favorite characters.😐

But idk🤷‍♀️

[navybrat817]

CA: TWS is on. Conversation with my daughter, who has seen this and asked questions before, but is very tired and only half paying attention. 😂❤️

"Mama, why are they fighting? You said they're friends!"

"They are friends, but Bucky is sort of being mind controlled."

"Oh, yeah!" *pause* "How is he unmind controlled?"

"A very smart and kind woman helps him."

"Oh! That's nice." *gasps with wide eyes* "Why are they arresting Captain America?! He's a HERO!"

I then reminded her of this conversation.

"Oh, yeah! We all need ice cream."

I adore my baby girl.

[signatureartsblug]

I fn. Love how you draw Kid. So much. Imma just go through your tags for a while

Could one request a hella spooked Kid? ^^

I can't begin to tell you how much that I appreciate your compliment- I'm- WAAAHHH THANK YOU!! AND THANK YOU FOR THE EUSTASS REQUEST!! It was so fuuun!!

Here's the Chart If you guys want to Request One Piece Characters (Or even OCs)

Doodle Me React and more words down below:

I for real thought I was fucking this bastard up and I wasn't doing justice but that comment made me hyucking SMILE AND CRY, I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY RENDITION OF HIM!!!

I'm sorry I don't got a lot of Kid or alot of Kid Pirate stuff, I mostly draw him for my wife-

Also as of right now, if anyone is reading below the line, My ask box is EMPTY- Send me asks/request, it doesn't exactly have to be the expressions!

[redgearsmovin]

I was tagged by @happinessismagicc to make a poll with my all-time favourite characters! But since this blog is more focused on Imagination Movers, I thought I'd make the poll related to the show instead. So here's five favourite side characters~ Also thanks for the tag!!

[n4talia-chaparro]

SNEEDBORG DUMP CUZ WE NEED HIM AND HIS ENERGY-

My AU may have a scary and cringy theme but it has few characters that are (friendly and safe!🌸) cg and regressor coded and I'm not ashamed of admitting that :ppp

[reclusivesapphire]

KHLOE KARDASHIAN THREW AN OCTONAUTS THEMED BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR HER DAUGHTER

nine year old me would have KILLED for this

[ladysparklefarts]

Getting him started early. He's obsessed with Rex's rangefinder, kept trying to shove it in his mouth. That or just screaming at the visor like he's trying to get Rex's attention.

[b1tch4ss]

Seeing people discuss mouthwashing has shown me that media comprehension is truly at an all-time low

[kidndkiller]

Ha kid you are gonna have to catch me first. “I say as I run and blow raspberry at him”

~🍫💥

A vein could be seen forming on his neck as he clenched his fists. "Brat, when I catch you...!"

'Fuck being calm' he thought before start running towards you as he tried to catch you. Oh well, maybe you should keep running, or disappear before he tries to kill you.

[disphoriasweater]

read that post abt kids wanting to be picked up by literally anyone ever and i give u Tall Adult Man™ Captain Marvel holding up his arms to be picked up by significantly smaller teammates

[princessconsuelapark]

metal skin by nowhere_blake

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers & Dog Tags & Jewish Bucky Barnes & Established Relationship & Bucky Barnes Recovering & Supportive Sam Wilson

He shrugs again. ‘It’s not on my record. Have Protestant on my dog tags in case of capture. It was what we did,’ he says, more offhand than he feels, and he’s not sure if that’s a lie or not. It was certainly what he did. But he doesn’t have it in himself to feel cowardly about it anymore. He was trying to get home to Steve. He knows he would make the same choice over and over again if he had to. OR Bucky lies about his next of kin for his dog tags, and things kind of spiral from there.

[bubblespopblue]

My captain!😻😈

[slastyona]

oneeee roleplaying event in qowoch_bots (Telegram) MADE ME THINK ABOUT THEM TWO SO HARD

I mean, I don't think them to be lovers or something, I don't even know how to describe what I am starting to feel. maybe, some other sort of love for them, just care and warmth??¿¿ I don't know who can be more teddy bear then Captain if anything and I can imagine how Columbine may need that teddy bear sometimes.

(i mean. BIG men are often teddy bears. soft and warm and careful with cherished ones)

(wip with winged Columbine and Captain being a ✨KNIGHT✨ is really called "the knight and the angel" in my head idk IDK)

while drawing all of that I found a big headcanon that Columbine has MANY moles and she's SOFT if you touch her.