Tumgik
#father son bonding
frownyalfred · 1 month
Text
Jason: so I forgot about Father’s Day
Bruce:
Jason: okay, I didn’t forget about it. I didn’t know what to get you. but then it suddenly came to me, so.
Jason: *places large, bloodstained bag of broken computer parts on table*
Bruce: are those—
Jason: —the hard drives from the Russian case you’re working on? yeah. it took me a couple days, but I managed to get all of them. I know you were having trouble tracking them all down.
Bruce:
Tumblr media
6K notes · View notes
kelconfetti · 7 months
Text
tony would say this to peter and peter would actually stop talking.
Tumblr media
566 notes · View notes
docktors-orders · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
two toddlers engaging in parallel play
262 notes · View notes
arcadeichu · 4 months
Text
Had to make this warm up drawing of John and Jack because I owe this to the many for my animation wip of these two.
Tumblr media
Here's the wholesome father-son content y'all deserve while I work on the animation.
280 notes · View notes
smilesrobotlover · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Linebeck and Link are talkin about stuff
180 notes · View notes
reashot · 8 months
Text
When Papa Arc Get A Ransom Call.
*Ring*
Papa Arc: Hello.
Kidnapper: I have your child...
Papa Arc: Who's this?
Kidnapper: That's not important. I have your kid.
Papa Arc: Can you call me back I'm eating.
Kidnapper: You need to follow my instructions if you want to see your kid back.
Papa Arc: Okay which one is it?
Kidnapper: I have yo- What's your name?
Jaune: Jaune.
Kidnapper: Jaune.
Papa Arc: Jaune? You can keep this one. *hang up*
Jaune: What'd he say?
Kidnapper: He hung up.
Jaune: Really?
Tumblr media
Kidnapper: I mean, the call dropped. I don't have reception.
Jaune: Oh, what phone plan do you have?
Kidnapper: I'll call him back.
*ring*
Papa Arc: What?
Kidnapper: Jaune is in danger and he needs your help.
Papa Arc: Jaune is always in danger. Just looks at his face? He basically begging to be molested. I have to save him last week from being reverse gangbanged by the neighbor's moms.
Kidnapper: Seriously? I mean, I will drop him off save and sound. If you wire me 20.000 liens. Meet me at exit 46.
Papa Arc: You think I know where exit 46 is?
Kidnapper: I'll drop you a pin on your map. But first wire me 20.000 liens.
Papa Arc: I said I'm eating. Are you dense?
Kidnapper: Clock is ticking for your son...
Papa Arc: Ok listen, I send you 20.000 liens now. You keep my son for a week. How's that?
Kidnapper: No I'm not gonna do it. That's not how it works.
Papa Arc: Don't cry. It's just for one week. You'll be okay. *hang up*
Jaune: What he say. Is he gonna send the money?
Kidnapper: Jaune, you want to go have lunch? Your dad is a fucking asshole.
199 notes · View notes
cadoodledoodleydoo · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Something Something...
"The tails of the mask were long, longer than his old one, untorn and pointed into neat triangles at the end."
You know what's better than making your second dad a friendship bracelet?
116 notes · View notes
feralfather · 1 year
Note
Omg hello!! Always nice to see new people in the Spider corner of the fandom 🥹
Could I perhaps ask for Spider getting comforted by Quaritch after a village raid? The boy is angry, heartbroken and crying, all while Miles with his military man brain is trying his best to be vulnerable so he could properly comfort his boy 😭
I kinda ran away with this one- oops.
“Spider…”
The boy didn’t even acknowledge the Recom as he jumped off the Irkan, landing hard on the deck below, before storming towards the air-lock that lead to the interior of Bridgehead.
Quaritch quickly detached his queue from Cupcake and took long strides to catch up, paying no mind to what the others were up to. Right now, he needed to talk to his son.
The boy hasn’t looked at him nor said a word since the raid. The licking of the flames and the screams of the people and Spider begging for their lives were still fresh in everyone’s mind… Miles knows all of this has been taking a toll on his boy, and he knew their relationship would take an irreversible blow… but he still tries to cling to the illusion of the normality they’ve created over the last few months, in hopes that it will help sooth himself everyone.
He wasn’t ready to let go. Just the thought made him grip tighter.
But it seems Spider isn’t keen on playing along anymore.
“Spider! I’m talkin’ to you!-”
The Recom grunts in surprise as he has to catch the thick door with both hands and pulls it back open, which Spider had just tried to tug closed before he could reach it. His ears perk up at the sound of an angry mumble as he ducks into the air-lock, and shuts it. “What was that?”
Spider says nothing and keeps his head turned away from him and arms crossed tightly over his chest, but with their close proximity, Miles could see the boy’s throat bobbing every few seconds.
The Recom could feel frustration bubbling in his chest, his tail involuntarily lashing behind him and ears twitching to be pinned back. Ever since he woke up in this new body, he’s hated how his emotions are on display, and now wasn’t a good time to show how frustrated he was getting.
“Damn it, boy! Look at me!-”
“Fuck off!”
Both parties stood in silence, for two entirely different reasons.
Quaritch could only watch in shock as his son sucked in a shaky breath, eyes rimmed red with tears and face blotchy, an undeniable anger in his eyes as he glared up at the Recom.
The air-lock buzzed and the light turned green.
Spider rushed out, and Quaritch needed a few seconds to mentally catch up and chase after the boy yet again, nabbing an Avatar breathing mask along the way. “Spider!” He calls for, what felt like, the hundredth time today, thankful for his long legs as he got close enough to grip the human boy’s shoulder. “Quit runnin’-!”
Miles will never admit that he flinched when Spider whipped around and hissed at him, but he did, if only slightly. Spider lunged at him with a furious cry, and he was forced to wrangle with the boy in the middle of the hallway in front of everyone nearby.
Heads began to turn.
He took a few blows to the gut before he could get ahold of both of the boy’s hands- and then there were the feet. He hissed as Spider kicked him in shin, before getting fed up. “Cut that shit out!” He gritted out as he hauled the kid into his arms as best he could with the boy struggling so fiercely, and began the unnecessarily difficult journey to the Recom’s Quarters, all the while, Spider screamed Na’vi curses and wiggled like a snagged fish.
The moment they got into the room, and the door shut behind them, he let Spider go. The boy immediately jumped away and started pacing like a caged animal. “Let me out! Move, skxawng!”
Quaritch’s ears perked at the familiar curse, but did not rise to the bait. “Spider. Just calm down, so we can have a civil conversation.”
Spider let out an an angry noise and jabbed a finger in his direction, teary with rage. “No! You- you butthole! You’re a Demon! You’re horrible! I hate you!”
The boy’s eyes widened the moment the words slipped out, mouth opening and closing a couple of times.
The silence was heavy, and Miles felt like the air had just been punched from his lungs. He felt like he couldn’t breathe… he took a deep breath through his mask, and steeled his expression, falling into a familiar mask of neutrality. “Do you mean that?”
Spider clenched his fists and turned away.
As he waited for the boy’s answer, he couldn’t help but focus on the mask still firmly in place over Spider’s face, even though the room was oxygenated for Humans, the hissing of the mask filling the silence as Spider struggled to give him an answer.
When he did finally say something, it was so quiet that Miles had to strain his ears to hear it. “You keep doing terrible things.” Spider’s voice was so quiet and wobbly with emotion, it broke the Recom’s heart and filled him with an instinctual need to comfort the boy, which he forced himself to ignore like all the other times the strange instinct washed over him.
“I do what I have to do, for the mission.” The response sounded so robotic that Miles swore he could taste metal on his tongue. ‘I do what I have to do- they’ll take you away from me if I don’t’ is what his heart wanted to say, but the words were too revealing and got stuck in his throat.
“You killed Eywa’s children for no reason!” Spider hissed, shoulders tensing. “You destroyed villages- their homes.”
“I was authorized to use legal force, to find Jake Sully at any cost... It’s the only thing that matters.” Miles feels so tired, like the words he forced from his mouth were physically draining him. ‘If I don’t show my dedication to the mission, they’ll put you back in the machine’
The words were once again on the tip of his tongue, but it was like something was choking him anytime he opens his mouth to say the words.
Spider side-eyed him for a long moment, before turning to face him, and what the boy seen, Miles had no clue. “Do you mean that?” Spider threw his own words back in his face, an almost curious look showing through his anger.
Now, it was Quaritch’s turn to go quiet.
He has to mean it, he has to. Without it, he has no purpose, no direction, no meaning. He has to believe wholeheartedly that bringing in Jake Sully at all costs was the only thing that matters, that it’s what he wants to do. He has to want to live up to his predecessor’s legacy. To want to kill Jake Sully for being a traitor. The higher-ups will probably discard him if he doesn’t, like a broken tool… because that’s all he is now. Property.
“You don’t, do you?” Spider tilts his head, brown eyes deeply searching his own yellow ones. He must have found what he was looking for, because he got this desperate glint in his eyes as he takes a step towards the Recom with every word. “You don’t have to. You could- we could disappear. Go somewhere.” Spider was standing right in front of him now, looking up at him with a fire burning in his eyes, one of defiance and longing for freedom. “We can fly to the other side of the world,”
“..Spider..”
“Go where no one would ever find us!”
“Spider.”
“I could teach you everything- we could be a fam-!”
“That’s enough!” Miles snapped, cutting off Spider before he could say the words that would doom them both. His shoulders slumped, tail drooping as he forced the vile words from his mouth. “We can’t.”
The fire flickered, by was still present in Spider’s eyes. “We can.”
Miles took another breath from his mask, before shaking his head and gripping the boy firmly by both his shoulders. “No, we can’t…”
Frustration brewed on Spider’s face again, but instead of slapping Miles’ hands away like he was expecting him to, the kid only grabbed onto his forearms, eyes searching his face yet again. “..why?”
“There ain’t nowhere I could run where the RDA wouldn’t find me… I-..” Miles got down on one knee to be level with Spider, trying to find a way to voice his concerns. In the end, he decided to be blunt. Straight forward and to the point. “I’m property, Spider- probably got a tracker in me an’ everything.”
Of course, they’ve never been able to actually prove the Tracker Theory, but so much money was put into creating the Recoms that it’d be a shock if they didn’t track their investments.
‘And without the RDA, I am nothing…’ He didn’t dare voice that thought, not wanting the truth to be revealed- that he isn’t as confident and sound of mind as he makes himself out to be.
He frowns, feeling like shit the moment he sees the fire die from Spider’s eyes once again. He wanted so badly to reassure the boy and tell him everything would be ok, that maybe one day, this war would be over and Spider and him could retire somewhere peaceful… that maybe one day, he could allow himself to indulge in his strange instincts to run off into the trees and be the father Spider wanted him to be… but he didn’t want to lie to the boy, so he kept his mouth shut.
Spider scrunched his face and looked to the side. “This isn’t fair.”
“Life ain’t fair, kid.”
Spider’s grip on his forearms tightened, and Miles couldn’t stop himself from reaching up and gently pulling the mask off Spider’s face, before drawing the boy closer until his bare tear-streaked face was pressed into his shoulder. Spider’s arms raised to loosely hang over his broad shoulders, and Miles arms were wrapped securely around Spider, one hand splayed comfortingly against his upper back.
“You wouldn’t be doing any of this stuff if you didn’t have to… right?” Spider mumbled into his shoulder, gripping the back of his vest tightly, which he never got the chance to take off.
Miles’ arms tightened around the boy, as it was the only answer he could give without choking on the words he didn’t realize he wanted to say.
‘Everything I do, I do to keep you safe.’
The words were always on his lips, ready to be said, but something always makes him bite his tongue and swallow them.
279 notes · View notes
hisbucky · 1 year
Conversation
Bobby in season 1: God does not play favourites, and neither do I.
Buck: *brings Bobby to watch Springsteen, and probably various other father-son bonding activities we didn't get to see*
Bobby in season 2: Here's Eddie, he comes with Christopher, and they're going to make you very happy one day, my child.
1K notes · View notes
fornodreeson · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
When papa isn't home
99 notes · View notes
hey-hamlet · 4 months
Note
Little mouse au, does Izuku sleep in Eraserhead's scarf? Nedzu had him when he went to work at UA when Izuku was around 3 years old.
Oh 100% - you have to be careful when Izuku is around at UA because he always gets into the tiniest, coziest spots and no one wants to sit on him. Aizawa, on pain of death, will never admit he thinks its really cute. Partly to preserve his frightening persona - partly because Nezu is possessive about his baby and his teeth are sharp.
53 notes · View notes
engagemythrusters · 7 months
Text
ezra, fifteen, curled into Kanan's side, napping
72 notes · View notes
zee-rambles · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
When Dad gives you a jersey. I missed the Wachowski family fluff okay? Leave me alone!
Also backgrounds are hard!
287 notes · View notes
esimfiction · 7 months
Text
I wish they meet each other without cringe hate or betrayal or any this sorts. Pls feast my eyes
Tumblr media Tumblr media
76 notes · View notes
Note
I need more Bumblebee/Optimus bonding moments from you T_T they r my everything,,, and I rlly adore the way you write it brings the characters to life anytime I read smth from u
I got your clarification! More feral Optimus & Bumblebee coming right up anon! Although I also took the opportunity to expand on the whole feral concept.
Pack Mentality
All Cybertronians posses certain traits that once helped them to survive during Cybertron's early days when Predacons still roamed. Most of those habits and instinctual coding are no longer required and have been made void by long years of technological advancement. In response the coding that allowed these traits to present themselves so intensely has all but gone dormant in a majority of the population, that is for a few odd exceptions.
Extreme stress or long term exposure to a bot with activated base coding during a sparkling's youth can lead to the old codes remaining online. Optimus and Bumblebee were affected by both of these situations, albeit to different degrees. The Prime grew up wild, spending nearly as much of his life in the wastes and the spire forests as he did in the archives as Orion Pax. He was forced to be civilized, but the coding never actually went dormant as it should have due to how deeply it had been engrained into his personality and behavioral responses. Bumblebee grew up during the height of the war where death hung around every corner while also being constantly kept around Optimus. His base coding did not grow to be as active as his Sire's, but he was still very much feral in the optics of others when he allowed his control to slip.
As a general rule both Optimus and Bumblebee have learned to keep the old codes suppressed, or at least to not heed them. But in times of stress or discomfort, they both tend to fall back on those base codes, often without even realizing it. And while it is sometimes an irritant, it has also proven to be a saving grace for the team time when morale is low.
After intense battles, Bumblebee can get clingy, really clingy. He naturally gains an intense desire to be around those he considers his pack, seeking protection and comfort. And while he can and often does tend to drape himself over one of the team, hugging them or holding onto their arms and following them around, on rare occasions he needs something more. When Bumblebee doesn't feel secure or is particularly drained, he goes to his Sire. And Optimus being the type to never deny his sparkling affection gladly allows Bee to clamber onto his back, rest his face against the crook of his neck, and magnetize himself to his armor. Of course since Bee is no longer a small sparkling, the magnetization isn't enough to keep him secured to Optimus's back, so he tends to cling onto the Prime like a koala as well.
Optimus in response often finds himself singing quietly, wrapping his sparkling in waves of love and reassurance through his field. He usually doesn't realize it, but when Bee is strapped to him, he reverts to a degree and begins doting on the rest of the team as well. In his mind if his sparkling, the most loved and protected among them is uncomfortable, then the others must surely be in need of care as well. As such he will often meander around base, his work put aside as his coding urges him to check on the rest of those he sees as his. With the children it means he carries them around in one servo or on his shoulder, singing tunes just low enough for them to hear.
With Arcee, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack, Optimus will leave them small gifts of energon or even just offer them silent praise in the form of an affectionate brush of fields. Ratchet and Ultra Magnus can find themselves receiving massages to stiff cables and gentle touches to the shoulders and arms as a form of reassurance. And lastly Smokescreen, despite not being Optimus's sparkling, often finds himself wrapped up in a hug and doted on, his armor being polished by the Prime all while Bumblebee continues to hang off Optimus's back.
Smokescreen: Sir, I- Uh- I don't think this is necessary.
Optimus: Hush young one. Let me care for you.
Smokescreen: But I'm not your sparkling! Uh- no offence of course!
Optimus: Does it matter that you were not raised by me?
Smokescreen: Well, I mean-
Optimus: You are a youngling under my care. You are not of me, but you are family.
The team learned to accept the odd sight of Bumblebee clinging to Optimus and the Prime in turn doting on everyone with relative ease. Although for a little while the newcomers were a bit weirded out by the whole thing. Of course the clinging and caring is merely the most obvious fallback the scout and Prime have. More often than not their active base coding presents itself in smaller ways.
When Bee happens to find himself unable to speak, even with his makeshift vocalizer, he falls back on the most basic form of communications Cybertronians have. He speaks through his field and tonal indicators, using his field to present emotion and general the general idea of what he is getting at and using small sounds and electronic chirps to accentuate what he is referring to. Ratchet having been forged during Cybertron's earlier ages knows enough about EM field communication to translate for Bumblebee on such days. But the rest of the team being far younger and not having active base coding can't figure out what he is saying to save their lives if it is anything more complex than basic emotions like anger or joy. This can frustrate Bumblebee beyond belief and lead him to spiral. Thankfully that is often when Optimus steps in.
On those days he will translate for his sparkling when Ratchet cannot and at the same time soothe his charge by using his own field to speak to him. Quiet rumbles and the sound of what could be the steady tune of a song long forgotten echo through the base when Optimus works to relax his scout and son. All throughout the day Optimus will work tirelessly to comfort and reassure Bee through any kind of non-verbal communication available to him. And should all else fail and Bee still find himself unable to speak, Optimus will take him away and in the solitude of his quarters sing the lullaby he always uttered to Bee when he was small. At the same time he will cuddle with the scout, letting Bee cling to him as he sings in low comforting tones.
Thankfully it is not only stress or sorrow that can activate their base coding, but also joy. When Bee gets excited he naturally allows his battlemask to fall and show off his fanged denta, usually with a small chirp or beep. The team finds it adorable but says nothing for fear of embarrassing the scout more than he already tends to be after such events. As for when Optimus gets excited, its far quieter, but his finals perk up and are highly expressive. Not only that but his optics cycle wider than what should be possible for a normal mech, leading to mixed confusion and awe on the teams part as he gazes at them with huge glowing optics meant for a predator.
Curiosity also has its effects. To this day Optimus will still automatically trail any small glowing light that he catches sight of. It is an instinctual habit designed to help him track prey and possible predators that has mostly fallen by the wayside since coming to earth. He never chases the lights, that would be foolish. But every now and then just to be funny, Ratchet will pull out a cat laser and point it at the nearest wall, instantly causing Optimus's attention to snap to it before he even realizes it. Optimus's reaction is small, Bee on the other hand though... if he isn't keeping a tight leash on his coding or is feeling particularly stressed he will fly at small lights like the laser with wild abandon. This has led him to break multiple tables and nearly crush the human children the one time they tried to use a flashlight and tell scary stories in base. The team find it hilarious, but try not to use the laser to taunt the scout as he always comes back to his sense mere moments after flying at the lights.
Wheeljack would rather not find himself with a scout crawling all over and chewing on his outer plating again after he thought it would be hilarious to point a light at himself to see if Bee really would come at him.
Then of course anger and danger leads the codes to come to the forefront of the Prime and scout's minds too. Whenever Optimus feels there is a threat and he isn't dealing with the Matrix, he will automatically find himself standing protectively in front of his team, facing the potential threat with plating flared and a growl burning in his throat. When arguments happen in base, he tends to bodily put himself between the two bots involved in the conflict, even scruffing them if he really isn't paying attention. Ultra Magnus and Ratchet will never live down the moment they got into a heated debate and ended up scruffed and limp in Optimus's arms until he deemed them calm enough to be let go. Since that and a few other similar incidents, the team try to argue in private if at all. There is no greater humiliation than being scruffed by your own commander and Prime after all.
For Bee when he feels threatened or angry he tends to go ever so slightly feral if he is not in control of himself. On the battlefield this leads him to join Optimus in flaring his plating and facing the enemy, shuffling around the team and playing sheepdog as he herds them into a protective circle for Optimus to better guard. With arguments in base where Optimus is not present to disrupt them, Bee will naturally make himself smaller and more innocent looking. It's not really on purpose, but at that point he will then quietly cuddle up against the bot most aggressive appearing, humming and wrapping his field around them to calm them. It works like a charm most of the time, and should that fail, he scurries off to find Optimus who will then scruff the perpetrators with no remorse.
Their base coding can sometimes be irritating, but the team finds it more entertaining and relieving than annoying.
236 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Honestly wasn't sure what I liked best so heres all 3
Just spider having fun and quaritch tolerating it
Munch munch
359 notes · View notes