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#he loves his children
hectic-hector · 9 months
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doofazoid100 · 2 years
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Drawings by ONE featuring his One Punch Man and Mob Psycho 100 characters.
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lightning-simp69 · 9 months
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Crowley at the end of season 1 (talking to Adam): have a gold star
Crowley at the end of season 2 (talking to Muriel): have a gold star
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dwtdog · 4 days
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he bought milo a collar that says milo 😭
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mikeluciraphgabe · 2 years
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Dadakin>>>
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pandagirl45 · 7 months
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Tony: *staring at the ceiling* Friday, if I told you wanted to stop...
Friday: I'd called uncle rhodey
Tony: *snorts rolling over* always caring for an old man
Friday: by my calculations, you are a mere spring chicken
Tony: flattery sweet pea, flattery will get you everywhere
Friday: *sounds snark and innocent* besides isnt Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes surpass you in age, I believe even miss romanoff on account of her unknown origins
Tony: *barks out laughing to wheezing* who taught you to be petty?!
Friday: I'm observing them
Tony: the sass on you *grins* *pats the wall* love you fri
Friday: *makes the lights flicker excitedly* sleep well... dad
(Soft shit, enjoy it)
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chrisredfield-re · 1 year
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💞- A memory about their children
The scene opens up with Chris deep asleep, shirtless, and in a pair of plaid pants with his pillows and blankets sprawled across his bed or on the floor. He looks peaceful before an eight-year-old girl leaps onto his chest wearing a reindeer headband shaking him awake.
She has dark brown hair and tanned skin, a sparkle in her eyes she talks about how there was no way he could sleep in on Christmas day! The twins both blonde with greenish-hazel eyes stand in the doorway, the teens were covering their mouths to hide their laughter while Chris took his time to get up.
Finally, one twin speaks in a much calmer voice, "Big brother is downstairs, he has already cooked breakfast for everyone." She said before the two of them spun on their heels and left.
"Thank you both, alright Cecilia let's go get our food hm?" Chris lifted the girl into his arms and patted her back as he walks out of the room and down the stairs, their house on the mountainside gave a beautiful view through the window panes.
A blissful sigh leaves his lips as he passed the dozen colorful lights that hung from the walls as he entered the kitchen where Piers was flipping a pancake with a content grin as Alicia squealed, her milky white tendrils flapping as she waved her hands. He sets down Cecilia to pick up the toddler.
"She's starting to get better control already!" Piers said breaking off a piece of pancake and blowing on it before feeding it to her, "And to think you were crying a week ago that she wouldn't make it."
"Yes yes," Chris chuckled kissing the girl's hair, "You were right. Now let's get everyone at the table and start breakfast. Merry Christmas Piers."
"Merry Christmas, dad."
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a-weird-writer · 1 year
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Thinking about how Saturn is naturally intense and vain makes it very hard for me to imagine him being a dad.
Saturn has difficulty imagining it as well.
Destroyers have no business fathering a child, let alone boring one in the world.
Saturn is stubborn, a close-minded brat; ill-tempered and pessimistic. Head high in the clouds, away from reason, emotions and personal choices.
Heaven forbid the Stardroids know kindness, nor deserve it.
Change in pace, is important. I don't deem it impossible for Saturn or his brother to walk a different route, as hopeless as it seems after Gigamix. But for logic and context's sake, let's just say the Stardroids aren't total megalomaniacs, not too incredible and hellbent on the destruction of humanity and the universe.
Life is bothersome, fickle and a nuisance; the Stardroids look down on such things, for their "special" missions a total lack of basic morality was necessary. But while morality is a trait your born having, innocence and virtue can be built upon, learnt, experienced. Change is rapid, often unexpected; overcoming the fear and hesitance is accustomed in it.
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To remotely start anywhere, there are needs, terms must be met. Plant don't grow without rain; petals won't bloom without proper sunlight, enough energy. Rocks don't move because they want too, something else forces them in motion; a push, pull or a kick.
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I doubt canon Gigamix!Saturn wants anything to do with children or anything/anyone else in general, that much is clear about him. The Stardroids were created heartless, literally and figuratively. In Gigamix, saying Saturn and his brothers got along poorly is putting it mildly. It's alien to them, familial love, or any bond or personal emotion of any kind.
Family needs care, heart; the love to function properly and healthily. Spurs dedication and connections, a bond. If a father and his child can't see eye to eye, can't get along then their personal dynamic is doomed as a whole.
Saturn needs some layered capacity of love, care or humanity. Not only for raising children, to blend in with society I'm sure you can all agree shouting they wanna kill all humans isn't the way to go about it. There are better ways to tackle peace and communication with other beings, "weaklings" in Terra's vocabulary. Such things are hard to fathom for the Stardroids, Saturn lacks understanding in basic communication skills to generally know people. He never needed them before as a destroyer.
Needs a brand-new outlook on the universe; life lessons and growth in perspective, density and fate seem small for humans, but it is important for those born without it and made to never change in the first place. Needs understanding, to see value in a life. Needs definition on the expense of meaning and purpose, the importance of walking the path forward not to total and utter destruction, but for the sole reason of living to the fullest. The purest form.
Feelings, genuine emotions, a heart in the right place.
Having an inflated ego won't immediately brand him as a bad father, Saturn is high on his horse, that is unarguable. But any robotic space alien of his prowess and caliber would be, for long long years Sunstar gave Saturn major control and influence in his army, made him and his brethren top of the world and the food chain. Sunstar is a dictator, so are his subjects.
That said, I can't say Saturn will be an amazing father, he is flawed in more ways than one and has a long road ahead of him in fatherhood. Saturn barely has any sort of relationship with his brothers in canon content outside of drama, obviously less in Gigamix. Goes without saying, attempting to destroy the planet is something you won't be allowed to forget, seeing how you're living in the same society you so loathe trying to less loathe. It's a hard pill to swallow, mixed in a world you tried to erase. Who Saturn was will forever live on in the memories of the lives' he ruined. Whoever or what stopped him, hatred is inevitable.
What Saturn has for his children is...
complex.
Though they very well may be the key to a deeper, hidden personality Saturn never knew could ever come to light. A piece of him left untouched by the energy crystals so eager in their corruption, if proven possible.
What relationship can he have with them? If they even want one to begin with.
He can't relate to them about anything, his first steps will be far from what his children's will be. So how is bonding going to work? Any story he has isn't exactly appropriate for younglings, stemmed from his vast travels around the stars, violently conquering planet after planet, bought nothing but death to the rebellious and innocent masses. Saturn isn't totally keen on lying either, his past isn't a mystery he bothers to cover in sheets.
Could he bond with them? Such bothersome creatures. Children are alive; they see, grow, move. Pinnacles of life, the little things. Life he so hated in his prime, to bring to nothing.
Can he bare it around them? Bring himself to carry the burden of raising them? Despite everything he used to be, if they are him at all, it's likely they'd want nothing to do with him.
After all, Saturn's children are a piece of him, just in another form and shape. The life he so hated, the existence he so loathed, why should a Stardroid like him bother to add trash in the tin? God, nothing can make it more obvious they are his children. The connection, the link undeniable, not merely in appearance. Saturn can even sense them; it is bad enough already that they are his children, but he feels their presence, far inside his wires. Know when their souls are near, the distance from his reach. Their pulses and beats of their chests, strange hums of power. An extension of himself, of his soul and being. He never thought he could have children, not like this. In all his centuries he never once thought about this, he wasn't built for a role like this.
That isn't even the worst part, the worst part is confronting you about all this.
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willowser · 6 months
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your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.
there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.
his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.
"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."
you incite a meltdown.
katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.
"oi!"
your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.
"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."
but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.
"time to take a walk."
the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.
"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.
"i didn't ask."
"hmm!"
katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.
they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.
fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.
the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.
he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.
katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"
he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."
"how you s'posed to treat her?"
"with love."
"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"
"with care."
"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"
"no, sir."
"that how y'r gonna act again?"
"no, sir."
"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."
and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.
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ahbogman · 1 month
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this pretty much sums up their whole dynamic
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt 261
“So is no one going to talk about the eldritch space child or…” 
“I mean, do you want to get between a child and Batman? I think the only one who could even get close right now is Superman…” 
“No you’re right, I think- oh my god the eldritch space child is playing with batman’s bat-ears and he’s not doing anything about it what the fuck I thought only Robins could get away with that-” 
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navree · 10 months
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my adventures with superman turning deathstroke the fucking terminator into an anime twink is the single greatest thing i've seen in the history of animation i have not been able to stop laughing
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shower-phantom-ideas · 7 months
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Bruh emotional support ghost kid? Well thats what they are calling him
Suicide cases in gothem are about to fucking plummet boiz cause this one weird blue eyes, black haired boy is now heading to your location.
How does he know where to be? Having a bad day and are all alone? No the fuck your not cause don’t turn around now but theres some shiny blue eyes coming at you from that dark ally. Oh shit hes here to drop some information about you and your lost loved ones that he should know. Oh god the closure. How could you have been afraid on this sweet, creepy, boy who just helped you find your way.
Meanwhile Danny is chillin in Gothem cause the GIW hate it there (none of they equipment actually functions in Gothem so it’s either super haunted or actually not haunted at all). Then all of a sudden he gets approached by a random ghost begging for his help because their sweet baby girl is about to do something horrible. Oops now all the ghosts are following their most loved ones around just to make sure they are there to rush to Danny for help when all else fails. Now hes getting to fulfil his protection obsession double time because one hes helping protect people from themselves and two hes protecting everyone in Gothem by stopping people from becoming villains for revenge. Plus he gets to see first hand how hes making a difference because all those people he saved are sending him some good vibes from all across Gothem.
Thank god he followed Jazz around so much to slightly absorb some of her phycology knowledge over the years. Plus it was actually pretty interesting so she gave him her old text books. Shes also helping him deal with the rare events where he can’t save someone. Just a moment too late or he stops them but they later succeeded in the hospital. Neither are his fault. Now only if he could convince his core of that.
Anyway why Gothem you ask? Amity Park would have been just as good tbh but imagine Batmans face when he finally gets to be face to face with the emotional support ghost boy. Why is he here? Bruce is fine. Batman is fine. Hes not gonna do anything crazy. It’s just a hard time of year. Around their death always gives him grief. But hes an adult and can manage it.
“You know they are so proud of you.” The boy states. As if it’s clear as day, even though it’s Gothem and never a clear day. Batman blinks at him, stunned for a moment. “What?” This boy can’t possibly know that. No one will ever know that, Bruce can only hope. “They see their home, full of such life. That big house that felt so empty, so cold, to them as well for years. Then you filled it with Family and Love like they had always wanted for you. They are so proud of what you have turned it into. Somewhere full of life and warmth.” A small smile graces his face as finally “you have made your parents so proud” and its all he can do to contain himself. Emotions are running high and sue him because he really did need to hear that ok. The boy suddenly looks to Bruces right with a confused face “aren’t all basements like that though?” Before Bruce can even get a word in hes gone. Just vanished before his eyes.
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mmaeiarts · 5 months
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manifesting for S3 🤍🤍
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munsonfamilyband · 1 year
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My favorite thing about Hopper acting as Steve’s parent is him looking at Steve and going: this is my son, he’s a angel, he can do no wrong (knowing full well that he broke up over 2 dozen parties at Steve’s house when he was younger than 16 and found him black out drunk/stoned many times)
Then he looks at Steve’s boyfriend, notorious drug dealer nerd, Eddie Munson and goes: horrible, stinky stinky man, terrible influence (when Eddie was caught AT those Harrington parties)
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pencilofawesomeness · 7 months
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Fontaine, amiright?
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