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iniquiticityAnonymous asked
Kickboxing ironflint alex!!!! please!! share ur thoughts
alex dripping sweat and all his old bruises, beating up a dummy or a sandbang, evidently and obviously pushed way past his limit. Hands bruised in his gloves, feet bruised, and even so he keeps doing it. even kick and punch feels like acid with the bruises but the pain spikes down his spine and straight through his chest. bursts in his eyes. teeth gritted. stray hairs falling out of his ponytail. someone’s concerned and tells him to take it easy but he’s just pushing and pushing. and probably passes out. oops
wellreadfan asked
So if Ironflint Alex did kickboxing to cope, would that be healthier for him? Or would he just take it to extremes to the point where it too was bad? Like, would he push himself beyond rationality and damage his body?
i’m sure he would also injure himself kickboxing, it’s just they would all be stress/overuse injuries and not hickies and stuff. i see a lot of strained quads. probably broken fingers. that kind of thing. of course naturally he doesn’t sit down and let any of that stuff heal up, so he has a strained quad for like 4 weeks. (unless he’s married to eliza then she’s like DO NOT FUCKING MOVE FROM THAT CHAIR.)
i imagine he would at least one pass out in the kickboxing gym and make everyone fret. that would be an effort to undo.
Anonymous asked
Okay but after Alex passed out at the gym everyone was like, so concerned? Like they made him lie down and somebody went and got him orange juice and tried to lecture him about pacin himself? Anyway it was super weird and Alex doesn't know how to feel about all these strangers caring if he's okay. That's not normal.
oh my god anon you hit the nail RIGHT on the fucking head. like, he isn’t really friends with a lot of the other kickboxers. i mean, he’s nice to them, they’re nice to him, but he’s kind of a little hardcore for the people that only come once a week, and i think the people who are REALLY into kickboxing he already accidentally-on-purpose got to leave him alone when they tried to politely indicate the value of doing rests and stuff like that. (however, since he wasn’t ACTUALLY harming anyone, he didn’t get kicked out, which makes it different from the bdsm club.)
but, yeah. stares at bag in rage. staggers once, twice. the blur of someone outside going are you okay? but then the floor.
wakes up with his head and feet elevated. gloves off, wet towel on his forehead. sitting next to him on the floor are some people: two regulars, adam the meathead, jamie-who-does-marathons. some other women too.
“jesus man, i told you to take it easy.” the meathead is trying to smile but he’s obviously worried. “i know the bag bullied you, but it’s seen the error of it’s ways. water, dude.”
tries to lift a hand but it doesn’t work. someone puts a little water bottle to his lips. tries to swallow, but coughs. a hand with a towel on his mouth, wiping it away.”I know you always gotta got a hundred percent - alex, right? - but like, maybe just 90% next time? or how about 95%. just turn it down just a little.”
everything about it triggers his flight instinct. they want something from you, they are going to take something from you, they don’t know you, why are they helping you, what do they want, they are going to get you, best to leave, right now, away from these PEOPLE, they will HURT YOU –
he tries to sit up but his limbs don’t work. jamie-who-does-marathons puts a hand on his chest, pushes him back into his nest of pads and towels they’ve made for him. she frowns at him.
“i’m ok,” he slurrs, and the group looks at each other. they don’t think he’s ok? they don’t think he’s ok. he tries to lift himself from the pile but nothing responds. WORK damn you, his brain says to his arms and legs. you have to GO. you have to GO.
“how about you finish the water and then you can go? but just. 90%. ok?”
Kickboxing ironflint alex!!!! please!! share ur thoughts
alex dripping sweat and all his old bruises, beating up a dummy or a sandbang, evidently and obviously pushed way past his limit. Hands bruised in his gloves, feet bruised, and even so he keeps doing it. even kick and punch feels like acid with the bruises but the pain spikes down his spine and straight through his chest. bursts in his eyes. teeth gritted. stray hairs falling out of his ponytail. someone’s concerned and tells him to take it easy but he’s just pushing and pushing. and probably passes out. oops
wellreadfan asked
So if Ironflint Alex did kickboxing to cope, would that be healthier for him? Or would he just take it to extremes to the point where it too was bad? Like, would he push himself beyond rationality and damage his body?
i’m sure he would also injure himself kickboxing, it’s just they would all be stress/overuse injuries and not hickies and stuff. i see a lot of strained quads. probably broken fingers. that kind of thing. of course naturally he doesn’t sit down and let any of that stuff heal up, so he has a strained quad for like 4 weeks. (unless he’s married to eliza then she’s like DO NOT FUCKING MOVE FROM THAT CHAIR.)
i imagine he would at least one pass out in the kickboxing gym and make everyone fret. that would be an effort to undo.
Anonymous asked
Okay but after Alex passed out at the gym everyone was like, so concerned? Like they made him lie down and somebody went and got him orange juice and tried to lecture him about pacin himself? Anyway it was super weird and Alex doesn't know how to feel about all these strangers caring if he's okay. That's not normal.
oh my god anon you hit the nail RIGHT on the fucking head. like, he isn’t really friends with a lot of the other kickboxers. i mean, he’s nice to them, they’re nice to him, but he’s kind of a little hardcore for the people that only come once a week, and i think the people who are REALLY into kickboxing he already accidentally-on-purpose got to leave him alone when they tried to politely indicate the value of doing rests and stuff like that. (however, since he wasn’t ACTUALLY harming anyone, he didn’t get kicked out, which makes it different from the bdsm club.)
but, yeah. stares at bag in rage. staggers once, twice. the blur of someone outside going are you okay? but then the floor.
wakes up with his head and feet elevated. gloves off, wet towel on his forehead. sitting next to him on the floor are some people: two regulars, adam the meathead, jamie-who-does-marathons. some other women too.
“jesus man, i told you to take it easy.” the meathead is trying to smile but he’s obviously worried. “i know the bag bullied you, but it’s seen the error of it’s ways. water, dude.”
tries to lift a hand but it doesn’t work. someone puts a little water bottle to his lips. tries to swallow, but coughs. a hand with a towel on his mouth, wiping it away.”I know you always gotta got a hundred percent - alex, right? - but like, maybe just 90% next time? or how about 95%. just turn it down just a little.”
everything about it triggers his flight instinct. they want something from you, they are going to take something from you, they don’t know you, why are they helping you, what do they want, they are going to get you, best to leave, right now, away from these PEOPLE, they will HURT YOU –
he tries to sit up but his limbs don’t work. jamie-who-does-marathons puts a hand on his chest, pushes him back into his nest of pads and towels they’ve made for him. she frowns at him.
“i’m ok,” he slurrs, and the group looks at each other. they don’t think he’s ok? they don’t think he’s ok. he tries to lift himself from the pile but nothing responds. WORK damn you, his brain says to his arms and legs. you have to GO. you have to GO.
“how about you finish the water and then you can go? but just. 90%. ok?”