#little Johnny cage

[starsurfacemortalkombat]

hello!! first i love ur writing!! these are very adorable :3 i was thinking if you could do uh regressor johnny and CG kenshi? (MK1)

Hello!! And thank you! :D

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CG Kenshi w/ Regressor Johnny Mk1 Hcs

❤️ Really good CG and Little duo!!

⭐️ To restate (becuase it's been some time since I've touched Regrssor MK1 Johnny) very flexible headspace!! From 2-7, most times a big kid, sometimes more tinier

❤️ I think Kenshi's really good at changing how Johnny needs depending on Johnnys headspace, he's also just decent with different headapaces in general

⭐️ A lot of back and forth bickering still, especially when It comes to rules or silly petty things

❤️ “Time to take a nap Johnny.”

⭐️ “Nuh-uh! It's YOUR turn for a nap!! :D”

❤️ “. . . That is not how this works and you know it.”

⭐️ A lot of the fights have to do with Johnny's screen time (IPad/phone baby)

❤️ Kenshi doesn't like that he's on it for hours at a time, and usually tries to limit certain times (like no screen time an hour or so before bed, or no videos while eating unless certain circumstances)

⭐️ ^ Which is so totally unfair, because what else is Johnny supposed to do during snack time? Eat?! Crazy talk, Kenshi 😒

❤️ Johnny is a BLABBER, and I'll die on this hill.

⭐️ And I don't mean just like, babbles (which he'll totally does when he's feeling younger), I mean pointing to something and telling Kenshi the entire history about it or some random little fun fact (he can go hours if no one stops him)

❤️ Kenshi doesn't have the heart to stop him, nor does he mind learning about 12 different shark facts (I love Octonauts so Johnny does too)

⭐️ Johnny still likes doing little fashion shows, and Kenshi, even with his limited sight, loves ‘judging’ them (10/10 every time, he gave a 9/10 once and Johnny cried)

❤️ Johnny play pretend, especially when his wears costumes based from his old movies!!

⭐️ Like his Indiana Jones one!! Kenshi will hide some things around the house and claim that they're old lost artifacts that must be found!!

❤️ And obviously, only someone as smart as Johnny can find them 💪

⭐️ Johnny tries getting treats as much as he can

❤️ Found all the ‘artifacts’? M&M's please! Ate all his dinner? Ice cream! Didn't talk back to Kenshi once after doing it all day? Hes literally such a good listener, wont you hand him a candy bar? 🥺

⭐️ Usually Kenshi can put his foot down one too many times, he doesn't want Johnny to have an upset tummy or anything

❤️ . . . . Sento, on the other hand, cannot

⭐️ ^ Johnny also uses this to his advantage, much to Kenshi's dismay

❤️ Floating candy? Every day experience Kenshi, your crazy. Freezer randomly got proper open? How'd that happen!! Must be ghosts! (Quite literally too)

⭐️ Speaking of Sento, they adore small Johnny!! 

❤️ Big Johnny knows all they're history and gave them the best view in the house, he already gets a bonus on the ‘Kenshi's important people’ list

⭐️ But little Johnny? Top tier, Kenshi should totally allow Johnny to unsheath them and play ninja either them

❤️ ^ Unfortunately that will NEVER happen on Kenshi’s watch, Sento stays CLOSED and preferably out of Johnny's reach, much to Johnny' dismay

⭐️ Kenshi's usual nickname is either Bubba or Dada, depends on Johnnys headspace (if Johnny's tethering between or they're in public, it's just Ken’)

❤️ Johnnys nicknames are usually things like Sweetheart, ‘Hun, Little One, or just his name

⭐️ … And the obvious-

❤️ “Johnny Johnny?”

⭐️ “Yes Dada?”

❤️ “Why are all your goldfish on the floor?”

⭐️ “. . . . DADA IT WAS LITERALLY SENTO-”

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[finsontrains]

Hi!!! Could you do any sort of age regression doodle with Sonya Blade (any version is fine)? Whatever you want is up to you. Mayhe with Johnny or Jax or just her, but I'd be super duper happy of anything wjth Sonya!! :3

If not, I get it. Art is really hard. :( Love your work thoigh!! :D

Here you go!!! My boyfriend suggested they should be wearing onesies :3

And don't worry about doodle requests, I'll always try to find a time for them

[kalamariboy]

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mk1 chapter 2

[gerathewise]

my version of ponyfi mk1 characters ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

[velcromancyy]

Mwah

[fangsfrens]

Juuust some silly sketches of these two dumplings that are currently living in my brain and rotting my heart.

Also, don't worry about the second picture, Kenshi is.. fine.. I just wanted to show Johnny's reaction to that scene.

[turrondeluxe]

the takahashi carlton twins are so silly

[wombywoo]

SoapGhost doll update: I amuse myself by putting them in various locations around my house. Rest assured, they're being taken care of~

[dubiousdisco]

LIU KANG LEGIT DYING AND JOHNNY AND SONYA LIKE THIS

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Regressor Johnny w/ CG Kenshi: Nightmares

WARNING: Mentions of abuse, bottle breaking, bad nightmares, child abuse

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Johnny gasped as he sat up in bed, feeling sweaty and cold.

Gosh he hated having bad dreams.

He hated having bad dreams about his Dad.

He hated his Dad.

He hated waking up regressed.

He hated waking up regressed because of his Dad.

He- Crap- He didn't know what to do.

It was dark, and all he could hear was screaming. Shouting. Glass breaking.

He blindly reached beside him, trying to find Kenshi. He was here tonight, he was sleeping beside him. 

His Dada could help him, Dada was there for him. Dada could protect him from the loud noises and the bad, bad memories.

"Kenshi!" Johnny whispered, lightly shaking Kenshi's shoulder.

"Hm?" Kenshi hummed, not at all awake.

"Dada? Dada wake up!" Johnny panicked, shaking Kenshi harshly. "Pease wake up!"

"What the-?!" Kenshi gasped, shooting up. He didn't get much time to understand what was happening before Johnny crawled onto his lap and hid in his neck. "Wait- What's going on? What happened?"

"Scary dream!" Johnny began to cry. "It had- Had my Dad and he was yelling and-"

Johnny continued to blubber as he clung onto Kenshi for dear life. Babbling about his nightmare.

There was only once when his Father ever broke a bottle. It was a sparkling cider bottle. Johnny had broken a dish by accident, dropping it when he was trying to put it away. 

It wasn't his fault, really. He was too short to actually reach the cabinets at the time. A struggle to even get a plate.

His Dad had gotten furious though, grabbing whatever he was drinking and smashing it against the table. Grabbing Johnny by the shirt collar and threatening him.

It was the first, and one of the only times, his Mom ever really stopped his Dad. Threatening to take him to jail then and there.

His Father never threatened him again with broken glass.

Fists were still mildly common though.

Johnny never really spoke about his family to Kenshi. He spoke poorly of them, hinted to what they did. But it wasn't until Johnny had accidentally dropped a plate one night that he went completely spiraling, begging them not to hurt him, sobbing in the corner as he held his injured hand.

"He's not here anymore, baby," Kenshi whispered, holding Johnny close. "Your okay, he's gone bye-bye now. You'll never see that man again if I can help it."

Johnny shook his head, clutching Kenshi's shirt so tightly his knuckles turned white. It wasn't the first time Kenshi had helped either of his lovers with nightmares. Nor the first time they woke up regressed because of it.

He held Johnny close, steadily getting out of bed. He began to pace around the room, bouncing him. He even was able to turn the lights on, which made Johnny a little bit better.

Kenshi continued to tell Johnny that everything was going to be alright. That Dada was here, and Dada would protect him.

He made sure to use a softer tone, needing Johnny to understand that he was going to be okay. There was no more yelling, no more mean words.

The tone difference from the memory vs his now life made Johnny sob harder.

But eventually, his sobs turns into soft cries and hiccups.

"'m sorry," Johnny sniffed. "'m so sorry, Kenny."

"What are you sorry about, Precious?" Kenshi asked. 

Johnny's breathing went ragged for a second, choking as if he were to cry again, "W-Woke you up, and ruin your sleep, a-and made you feel scared!"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Johnny," Kenshi said, sitting on the bed. "You were ten, sweetheart. You were put into a terrible situation. You're allowed to look back and feel scared."

"But it happened so long ago!" Johnny coughed, his throat hurt from his crying. "And we no no see him anymore!"

"Just because it happened a long time ago doesn't mean it can't come back as if it were yesterday," Kenshi gently shushed him. "You're allowed to feel scared and upset over scary memories. But you are safe now, Honey. The bad man is gone and he'll never be back here ever again. Do you understand?"

"Mhm," Johnny nodded shakingly.

"Good," Kenshi kissed his forehead. "Can you read the time for me, Precious?"

". . . One," Johnny tried to read the alarm. Numbers were hard, and his vision was slightly blurry from his tears. "One, three."

Kenshi held back a sigh. One? When had Johnny woken him up? 12 something? It was probably about 1:13 or 1:30. Either way, it was incredibly late.

Although he wouldn't force Johnny go to bed just yet if he wasn't able to.

"What'll help you get back to bed, sweetheart?" Kenshi asked, rocking the both of them while they sat.

"No seep!" Johnny shook his head. "No seep, wanna stay up."

"You wanna stay up?" Kenshi asked, feeling Johnny nod hastily. "Alright, we can stay up. Do you wanna cuddle?"

"And play IPad?" Johnny asked hopefully.

Screen time was not 1 something in the morning.

But Kenshi wasn't going to nag about the rules right now.

"Of course we can use the IPad," Kenshi agreed, grabbing the IPad from Johnny's side with the nearby charger.

Johnny went back under the covers, practically forcing Kenshi back into a hug. Kenshi struggled but grabbed the half empty glass of water he had, encouraging Johnny to have some. Kenshi usually had a glass before bedtime, but never really finished it.

Johnny wanted to watch Octonauts, which Kenshi agreed with. They kept the lights on too.

"Dada?" Johnny asked quietly. "Want my teddys."

"Which one?"

". . . All of them?" Johnny looked hopeful.

All of them?

Johnny had . . . a bunch of stuffed bears. It made sense, he owned a bunch of Mortal Kombat merch, quite literally made the franchise. Some of his favorite merch sets were the teddy bears, making one based on every. Single. One. Of. His. Friends.

So there were a ton of bears.

But goodness, Kenshi was willing to find them all if it made Johnny happy.

And so he did, with Johnny's help of course. The boy refused to leave his side anyhow. He wasn't as scared anymore . . but . . .

What if Dada left! Or if Dad came and took him away? Or if Kenshi came back and he started yelling?

Why wasn't he yelling over the fact that all his teddy bears were all over the mansion? Kenshi was always lecturing him about not picking up his toys. Where was the 'I told you so'?

"I think we have them all," Kenshi said, counting all the plushies. "Wait, where's Kenshi Bear?"

"Here," Johnny said, holding the bear tightly, sitting on the bed. "I waiting."

"Waiting for what, 'Hun?"

Johnny wished he hadn't opened his mouth.

". . . For-For you to start yelling 'cause my toys were everywhere and now it's two," Johnny frowned, looking at the bed in shame. "It's late and I woke you and up I so sorry, Dada-"

"Stop, sweetheart, you've gotta stop," Kenshi gently said, kneeling before Johnny and gently grabbing his hands. "You're exhausted, your feelings are everywhere right now. Right now, it's just you and I. No big bad feelings and no big bad yelling, I promise you."

"But Dada-!"

"Johnny baby, it's okay. One, I wanna be here to help you. And two, you're going to be alright. I'm not going to yell or lecture you, I'm not your Father. I'm your Dada," Kenshi reasoned. "It doesn't matter how late it is, or how tired one of us are, you did the right thing coming to Dada for help, okay? Dada wants to help. You've done nothing wrong, Precious."

Johnny tried not to begin crying again, he really did!!

But he did, he began to blubber again, nodding at he tried to pull Kenshi into a hug. Which Kenshi happily accepted, rubbing Johnny's back.

This cry ended sooner. Much, much sooner. Kenshi was right, he did feel incredibly sleepy and his head hurt and his emotions were all out of wack.

Kenshi carried Johnny to the bathroom, wiping his face and filling his cup with sink water. Any water was good right now, and Johnny was so thirsty after crying again and again.

The bed was flooded with plushies. Kenshi tried to push them more towards the end of the bed, but Johnny teared up and insisted that they all stayed near the pillows.

Except for one, Kenshi Bear. The bear that Johnny held incredibly close to him.

"Dada?" Johnny whispered as they were snuggled back in bed. "I wuv you."

"I love you too, Precious," Kenshi smiled, kissing Johnny's hair.

Johnny didn't make it past a full episode. With how tired he was, and Dada scratching his scalp, and rubbing his back, and feeling all warm, and cozy, and��safe, how could he stay awake?

Kenshi shut off Johnny's tablet and put it back on Johnny's nightstand. He kissed Johnny's temple and hugged his sweetheart closely.

Tomorrow would be a big conversation.

But tonight? Just some cuddles and love.

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Hey guys!! This one and the 'Regressor Syzoth w/ CG Kitana: Broken Cookie Jar' were from my AO3 that I thought I'd put on here. <3

[s0fter-sin]

soap's whole deal being sniper and demolitions gets me going bc on the surface they sound so different but when you get into it, you realise it's bc soap's smart

sniping is all math; calculating distances and wind interference and bullet drop. something i think people overlook is he was listed as a sniper first so it can be implied that he's better at it than demolitions. he does more sniping in both campaigns than demolitions work; in capture or kill, ghost specifically calls on him to take down the aq snipers

and demolitions is math with a hit of chemistry; knowing what mixes with what, knowing how much to use, recognising environmental factors and adjusting accordingly. it's not just about the boom; so much work goes into contained/ planned explosions. especially when having enough power for a breacher charge and not bringing down the whole building is the difference between mission success and failure

the chemical bombs he makes in alone can't just be any old cleaners, they have to have the correct reaction to each other; he just knew off the top of his head what would mix with what to create what reaction. he would also potentially have to recognise them by sight/smell bc they would’ve been written in spanish

soap would also have to know architecture; recognising structural integrity and weak points so he knows exactly where to plant a charge to bring it down and how it'll come down

he has an incredible soldier's mind people just forget that bc he's sociable which itself is a skill

we know he tends to buck against orders he doesn't agree with like when he pushes back against ghost in capture or kill and shepherd when he tells them to release hassan

he gets closer to people and sees if he can trust them and that's when he follows them without question. really think about how he talks to alejandro and rudy; he asks about their home and alejandro's family and rudy's relationship with him. those aren't questions you ask a stranger after a few hours of knowing them. that's not even touching on his relationship with ghost

he also deliberately brings people of higher ranks down to his level; talking informally with ghost and giving him a shoulder punch, addressing alejandro (a colonel!!) by his first name and rudy by his nickname despite literally just meeting them. he personalises all of them and it’s in direct opposition to the reason most characters do that; it’s not due to insubordination or lack of respect, the more he respects and trusts someone, the more casual he is with them

he digs into people; he wants to know what makes them tick and that determines if he can one, trust them and two, follow their orders. once he decides that, he's the ultimate soldier; he bleeds loyalty which makes him vicious when that loyalty is taken for granted

he isn't naive or bubbly or insecure; he's an incredibly smart and aware soldier. he's aggressive and bloodthirsty and loyal and intuitive and i love him so much

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