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I just can’t help wondering what happened to you that gave you such a big inferiority complex, that shitting on a young innocent freshman’s emotions makes you feel big and cool. Were you never validates as a child, or? Did mommy never compliment your drawings? Or did daddy never come to any of your graduations? You didn’t have hair on you dick in seventh grade and got picked on for it? Whatever it was…

Ok does Dean want to eyEFUCK CAS ANY HARDER? I CAN JUST SEE CAS GETTING SET ON FIRE SOME HOW AND SAM STARTS TO PANIC, THROWING WATER ON HIM LIKE “YOU STARED AT HIM TOO HARD DEAN, NOW HE’S GONNA BE CRISPIER THEN A KFC CHICKEN WING”

Burned (Mick x Reader) Imagines

Imagine:
On your last mission, you had gotten burned by Mick’s weapon. Upset, Mick has been trying to avoid you since…

*~*~*~*~*

“Mick!” You called out.

The big hulk of a man, who had been walking down the hall, looked over his shoulder. At first, he didn’t realize who had called him; but, as soon as he saw you, his eyes grew wide.

Almost instantaneously, Mick began running away. 

Dammit, you sighed. Not this again…

Pushing your sleeves up, you took a deep breath and began chasing the pyromaniac criminal through the halls of the Waverider.

It had been about three days since Team Legend had invaded Savage’s weapons auction in 1975 Norway. Mick and you had been fighting off an organization of terrorists when one of them had jumped onto your back and tried to slit your throat.

When Mick saw you had some difficulty trying to wring free form the guy’s hold, he immediately turned his heat gun to max power and fried the guy off.

Only to barbecue you in the process.

Luckily, the injury you sustained wasn’t so bad, and only resulted in a first degree burn. Still, that didn’t change the fact that Mick felt terrible about roasting you.

He’s been avoiding you since.

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