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multimicpals · 2 years
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Mic is so fed up with setinal and ultra magnus treating optimus unfairly and she just snaps. And gets all pissed off at them.
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Mic would never let anyone talk shit About their father figure.
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mel-kusanagi · 11 months
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mylo and miguel
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a quick sketch of my spidey oc mylo and her dad miguel (they're talking about a guy named peter at miguel's workplace)
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ellieslittleburrow · 2 months
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Coming home late..doesn't keep Dean okay.
Summery : You've been acting out, lately. Or at least that's what Sam and Dean called it. For you it was just having fun, living. That is until Dean couldn't take it anymore...
Warnings : a bit of a violent behaviour, stern brother
Pairings : Dean winchester x sister reader
A/n : AHA WHATS THAT TITLE. Also i'm sorry if this brings bad memories to any of you guys ❤️ Comments are much appreciated peeps 🌸
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"Lookie here"
A voice you have so carelessly gotten used to, tinted with a hint of disappointment and of passive aggressiveness. "Miss wild life has just come back from her adventures."
You sighed as your boots tiredly thump the metallic steps of the bunker and Dean emerged through the metallic columns.
"What?" You threw your arms out. "Am i not allowed to go out now? Should i ask for your permission for everything?" You spat out. Fucker really had to do this as soon as you came back home?
"No!" Dean rose from the chair and dangerously made his way to you. "You could've answered the phone one of the 10 times i called, though!" He sounded enthusiastic for a second. "Or maybe just gotten home on time." And then that enthusiasm shifted to disappointment. And after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, his voice fatigued. "What are you doing, kid?"
It was a simple 4 worded question. But the answer to it requiered a few shrinks and lots of writing. You didn't know why you were acting this way, really. To you it was no big deal. Why do they want to force everything on you? Get home at this hour, wear this and not that, eat, don't talk to that person, don't haunt this and that...You were just done with all this attention to the little details that meant nothing to you...You just..wanted them to notice you, what you liked, your qualities, the fact that you knew well enough how to haunt. There was also the fact that...handling things on your own was no longer a possibility..The pain, the nightmares, the memories.
"I'm not doing anything, Dean. I just got home like-" You stop to look at your watch. "A fucking hour late. Boohoo, what a big fucking dea-"
"LILY."
You stop! Faltering for a tiny moment before quickly recovering, adrenaline pumping through your body.
"Don't raise your voic-"
You'd spoke but Dean interrupted you, closing the gap between you, sending you staggering backwards. But you still hold your head up high, chest puffed up and ready to fight...cleching your fists as your hands trembled.
"i don't think you understand, lily." Your brother wrapped his hand around your arm, looming over your -what felt like- tiny body. You held your gaze down. Are you still going to fight? Or are you going to apologize and move on?
"It's not because i let you loose that it's actually acceptable for you to behave this way. I understand that you're angry and that you're taking it out on me-"
"that's fucking stupi-"
Fight it is..
"it's not stupid, you're acting out like you're five."
"i swear to god and i promise you, if you ever do this again, lily, you're done. And not done the way you usually are. I promise you that if you do this ever again, i will make sure you never forget that day. "
You scoff and shrug, the perfect cocktail for Dean's eyes to go lower, darker. Angrier. But all that bitterness washed away... and he nodded, slowly.
"Okay then" He let go of your arm and you internally wished he didn't. It felt now like you'd rather he grounds you and yells, because that smile meant that whatever was coming, was going to be much worse.
"Since you're all grown up and ready to take care of yourelf, let me change it up for you."
Much worse indeed..
He stood up straight and you shrunk again. You didn't want this!!! This is not what you had in m-
"We've already got enough problems on our plate, you acting out, with your temper tantrums and your shit-" He shakes his hands. " i'm not having it."
You'd speak up...apologize..But you're too angry and terrified to even think. Let alone talk.
"You do this shit again, you're out. Capiche?"
You opened your mouth to speak but!- you're stunned. And a lump grew heavy in your throat as regret set in....
"And you watch your language, or else i promise you i'll smack your face so bad your jaw will hurt."
Your eyebrows stood up in surprise..Never has Dean EVER been this violent. And by the looks of it, he meant it. He meant all of it. Every single word. And you...you-
You burst into tears, choking as saliva pooled in your mouth. You've never felt such things and-and you don't get why he'd eve-
"I asked you a question, lily." He thundered but you were in no state that would get you to stop crying, anytime soon. Only an unintentional whimper escaped your lips. "Lily, i asked you a question." He demanded again, groaning higher.
You nod, hoping it would get him off you but...that only infuriorates him more. "ANSWER ME."
his tone turned more violent, piercing your ears and you nodded again. "Yeah. Yes-I I understand." Your lips trembling as your upper body leaned away from him.
Just then does he let go of your arm. "'Out of my face now, kid."
Without hesitation, you stepped aside, heading for your room.
You placed the back of your hand on your mouth, covering it before another wave of tears comes in.
You might've fucked up, badly this time, as Dean has never been this mean to you. And it just felt like....John and Sam all over again.
You had to do something about. But it could wait. Until Sam came back.
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Ola, yall! I love writing angst 😭😭😭 What do we think???? ❤️❤️❤️🥀🥀🥀
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reaversanctuary · 6 months
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we forget we were human  (what do we need with the sun?)
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azuneekun · 11 months
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hii!! love your art, question: if you have had any kids in sdv what have you named them??
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I got all 3 of my farmers married with kids 👍✨
(Ari belongs to @50der in our multiplayer game)
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apolloskazoo · 1 year
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words cannot express how much I love this photo. they both look so confused,, disgruntled even. I don’t even know why they just have the same look on their faces and I love it. I love that they’re walking around together looking as if the mere existence of everything in their general vicinity is bothering them. they are so father-daughter
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plushrats · 18 days
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chat can a family be a batshit crazy scientist, a robot butler and their goth clone daughter?
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random-lil-illing · 4 months
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low effort doodle of the butcher gang :)
hey. psst. @impishly-queer. this is a gift for you. :]]
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fauvester · 11 months
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someone asked about girldad julian.. he’s trying his best
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blu3b1rd · 1 month
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I have had this au on the mind again, obviously, so here's a piece. He's trying his best as a single father with a daughter who's had a 20 year rebellious phase.
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she takes after her dad very much in this au.
Also i shouldn't need to say it but this au presents these two as adopted family, so there is no shipping or whatever. And I will not tolerate any reblogs/comments that imply it.
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multimicpals · 2 years
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A nurse was wheeling Mic out of the hospital in a wheelchair. She pushed her through some doors, and bright sunlight hit her eyes for what felt like the first time in weeks. Instantly, five people rushed towards her, slowing as they reached her and offering gentle hugs. Kade clearly wanted to hug her until she felt like her spine was going to break, but knew he would hurt her if he did. Dani and Cody were crying a little bit and holding her hands. Graham was holding her shoulders from behind and sniffling audibly. And then, Chief knelt down in front of the wheelchair to wrap her in a warm, gentle embrace.
“Hey there, kiddo,” Chief’s voice sounded thicker than usual. “How’re you feeling?”
“Like a building fell on me,” Mic smiled, sniffling a little and feeling a choked up herself.
Chief stood up and took a step back, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eyes with a serious expression. “Don’t you ever do that again.”
“Dad-“
“No. Sweetheart, I understand why you did what you did, but…” Chief ran a hand down his face. His eyes were slightly red, and there were dark circles under them. “I’m an old man. I’ve lived an incredible life. You are a young, bright kid with her whole life ahead of her. If you had died in that rubble, I- I don’t know what I’d do.”
“I couldn’t just let you get hurt,” Mic murmured. She remembered what had happened all too clearly- the way the building shook, they way her father’s eyes had widened when he saw what was going to happen, the awful terror of knowing that he couldn’t get out of the way in time and she needed to do something-
“I know,” Chief sighed, squeezing her shoulders. “I know. But please, promise me you won’t ever do that again.” She nodded and leaned forwards and hugged him tightly. Chief hugged her back, and held her until she let go. “Now, let’s go home, huh? The Bots are gonna be over the moon.”
Chief circled around behind her to start pushing the wheelchair while her siblings walked beside her. “Heard you broke your ribs. How’s that feel?” Kade asked.
“Not great,” she winced. “It’s a lot better, but it hurts to breathe.”
Kade ruffled her hair and messed it up. “Yeah, broken ribs suuuuck. Tell you what, once we get out of here me and Heatwave will get you some ice cream.”
“Sounds great!”
“Bet you’re glad to be out of the hospital, huh?” Graham asked.
“Oh yeah. There’s nothing good on TV, and the food sucks.” Her siblings laughed at the way she scrunched up her face.
“Don’t think you’re out of the woods yet, you’re gonna be on bed rest for quite some time,” Dani remarked. “And I’ll be watching you personally to make sure you don’t try and get out of it!” Mic groaned - everyone in the Burns family hated bed rest. It mean not being in the action, and usually that meant a lot of boredom.
“It’s okay Mic!” Cody said brightly, patting her hand. “You can watch from the firehouse with me!” He suddenly looked more sad, but also relieved. “It will be really nice to have you back.”
Then, they pushed open the doors and wheeled her out into the parking lot. Instantly, four gargantuan robots bounded across it, clearing the entire thing in only a couple strides. “Mic!” Blades cried, immediately throwing himself down on his belly in front of the wheelchair to reach her level. Large beads of coolant were sliding down his face as he wrapped his servos gently around the back of the chair. “We missed you so much, and we were so worried, and-“
Mic wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s okay, Blades” she croaked, tears stinging her eyes. “I’m right here.” Blades hiccuped a couple of times and stroked her hair. After a few minutes of checking on her, and asking if she wanted a party, the helicopter bot moved back so that Boulder could kneel down and reach her. “That was incredibly brave,” he murmured, taking her hands in one of his massive ones. “Reckless, but brave.”
“I think it should go without asking that you should never, ever do that again,” Chase said, kneeling down next to her. His hand curled around her spine, and she felt his digits reflexively seek her pulse on her back as if reassuring himself that she was alive. “Although that building defied every single building code in the book,” he huffed. “I counted.”
Mic chuckled and gave them both a hug, receiving careful and tentative hugs in return. She turned her head and looked up and the final bot. Heatwave’s face was unreadable, but his arms were crossed tightly and his shoulders were just about the most tense she had ever seen them. “Heatwave?” she asked in a small voice. Was he mad at her?
The firebot finally knelt down, optics sweeping over and checking for injuries. Then, he reached out his servo tentatively, pulling it back after a few seconds like he was afraid he would hurt her. He swallowed hard - “Mic-“ he tried to say, but his voice broke slightly mid-sentence. She leaned forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling her own tears spill over. Heatwave wasn’t angry- he was worried about her, so worried in fact that it had moved him to tears. And Heatwave wasn’t exactly the best at processing his emotions, so he tended to bottle things up and pretend he didn’t feel them.
His servos cupped around her, and a massive chin settled atop her head gently. She noticed his knuckles were torn and crusted with energon. “I’m right here,” she sobbed, surprised at the rush of emotion.
“Please don’t ever do that again,” Heatwave whispered hoarsely, rubbing her back. “We’ve already lost so much. I couldn’t bear to lose a sparkling.”
Mic pulled back and looked up at him in shock. From spending time with the Bots, she knew that a sparkling was a Cybertronian child. And that meant that Heatwave considered her his child. The massive red bot paused, seeming to register what he had just said. Then, he sucked up his pride, ignored the little voice in his head that told him to pretend to be indifferent, leaned forwards, and put his forehead against Mic’s. “I can’t lose you, kid. I love ya too much.”
She nodded and smiled, hugging him tighter. All the other Bots crowded around to give her more head-pats and hugs until Chief waved them back long enough for Blades to transform to his alt-mode. Her dad - one of her five dads, that is - lifted her out of the wheelchair and carried her into Blade’s cockpit, where Dani joined them. It jarred her ribs a little, but she gritted her teeth against it. Kade was approaching Heatwave, but turned to look at her.
“Gonna go get you some ice cream now! Mind if I get some for everybody?” He yelled. Mic nodded, and then looked up as Heatwave pulled a face.
Help me, he mouthed. It’s gonna melt and go everywhere!
Mic giggled. Good luck, Dad she mouthed back.
Heatwave looked playfully annoyed at first, but his face morphed into shock and then helpless joy as he processed what she had said. Blade’s canopy closed, and Mic waved at the rest of the Bots as they lifted off the ground. She was happy to be home.
(Sorry for not adding more dad and daughter fluff with the other Bots. I kinda ended up fixating on Heatwave bottling up his emotions and I kinda figured he’d be the last one to tell Mic he considered her his kid because he hates talking about feelings. Either way, enjoy the fluff to counteract the angst! -Leaf)
OMG I LOVE THIS 🥹🥹❤️🧡💚💙💖
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ellieslittleburrow · 5 months
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🎄 Christmas time with Dean
Warnings : none
Pairings : Dean x sister!reader.
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Little old you had just woken up when the door to your room clicked shut.
You lifted your head to look out and then dropped it back against the pillo-
Ouch-
A fairly soft but painful-nonetheless- object collides with the side of your cheek, you slide your hand under the pillow, fingers rumming around for the pain inducing thin- a box?!
You pull it out and a smile flashes on your face. It's a little blue box. You open it and your eyes glint with absolute astonishment as a bluish translucent stone sends adrenaline pumping through your whole body. It's a fucking jeremejevite!!!!
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Softly opening the door after knocking, you peek into the room when a soft chuckle leaves your lips at the sight in front you, Classic old Dean while laying in belly, eyes you from the side.
"What do you want?" Carelessness laces his voice. He almost sounds annoyed that you're there. Fucker.
"What's this?" You hold the box up and he looks away, munching on his pizza.
"What's it look like? It's a stone for your dumbass brain. It'll help you get smart-"
"Shut up, Dean" you cut him off before heading over to the side of the bed. "Help me put it on." You sit on the edge as he gets up on his knees, shifting over to kneel right behind you.
You hand him the necklace. And all suddenly quiets down. It's not uncomfortable. It's just weighed with unspoken words. A prison of things to say but things that neither of you can say.
"How'd you find it?" You speak. "I've been looking for it for so long." You try to sound neutral as excitement slowly builds up again. This stone has been on your list for ages. It's one of the rarest-And- the fact that you have one in such a tiny and elegant little form just sent you over the moon. "How?!"
Dean humms. " A special girl deserves a special christmas present."
A smile creeps up on your face, even though Dean is not be able to see it. You couldn't even think of how much he had to pay to get you this stone. And although it's very small, the idea of it being there was more than enough to fill you up with absolute joy.
"Merry christmas, buddy." The hunter snaps you out of your thoughts, slowly wrapping his arms around your chest as he rested his chin on your shoulder.
It must've been a bit uncomfy, considering that he's pretty big even when kneeling down. But he still held you tight anyway.
He, probably, couldn't say it to you in your face, either, resorting to hiding behind you.
You decide to lighten up the mood for him. Change subjects before he gets too uncomfy. "I'm...sorry, Dean. I didn't g-"
"Don't worry about it, no need for any of that."
You turn around, cocking your head to the side. Dean confidently smiles. But you know him well enough. You can tell.
"I'm just fucking with you." The second those words are processed, a grin takes over Dean's face and he laughs, nervous and excited.
"You got me, little goose. Now where's my christmas present?" Your brother rubs his hands together eagerly, but he stops when devilish smirk appears on your face. He really thought it'd be that easy?
"Where's the fun in that? It's somewhere around the house." You turn on your heels, chest puffed up and triumphant. Gotcha' Dean. "Summon me when you find it. Merry Christmas, D."
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I just wrote this reeeally quickly so i'm sorry if there are any incoherences. I'll make sure to reread it when i have the time. I hope yall enjoyed iit. Peace and kissies. ❤️❤️❤️🥀🥀🥀
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shirokuart · 5 months
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Klaus
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greywitchproject · 5 months
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He'll be fine
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bluejaysgonerogue · 2 months
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okay but Price and Adopted!Daughter???
Adopted her after her family died. He was her father’s closest friend, she knew him etc. She was ten, turned 16 when he was promoted to Captain.
After she set her mind on joining the SAS because her dad is so cool, he took her to mil-sim over a weekend because ‘if you’re gonna join i might as well make sure you’re prepared.’
Queue the 5AM runs before school at 8. The workout program packet he compiled for her to make sure she would be safe out there.
Her nanny/the house caretaker is Ex-SF, approved by Laswell, has superb training in home defense, just generally a badass. Really nice woman too, makes amazing eggnog and cookies.
She's in TF141 as a Sergeant. The team jokingly calls her and Price the Dynamic Duo because they move so seamlessly together.
Falls asleep on the hard couch in his office while waiting for him to go home
a private once tried to harass her. Fully aware she was a Sergeant in the SAS, even knowing she was in TF141, he still tried to put the moves on her. Except Price was taking a cigar break outside. You can imagine how pissed Papa Bear Price was. That private cleaned the men's toilets with a toothbrush for three weeks before Price let him stop.
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peachy-doodles · 4 months
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sososo excited for the Eastward DLC coming out soon wahhhhh everyone pls play this game its soooo charming ;u; <3
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