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#AND FUCK YES MAMA
frnkiebby · 17 days
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pookieee
im learning dance dance and mama on bass!
i have the intro the dance dance down and im learning a bunch of little snippets of mama!
fuck yeah my guy, good job!!
i’m still fucking around with scales and shit bc i’m fucking obsessing over being out of practice lmfao~🎃
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only-one-brain-cell · 12 days
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Kate: Anthony we should keep the baby a secret for now Colin and Penelope are getting married the focus should be on them.
Anthony: whatever you want darling
Anthony that night screaming out the window: KATE IS WITH CHILD
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threestripeslider · 1 year
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„Big Mama is too evil to be a mother figure“ this, „Big Mama gets redeemed to be a mother figure“ that, here‘s my concept; Big Mama is a mother figure AND the antagonist, that would be way funnier
her having tea with one of the boys as they‘re upsidedown and tied up by her webs, feeding them biscuits and telling them that murder solves everything as they sigh and repeat that no, Mama, no killing or maiming you know its against our rules
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fluffypotatey · 1 year
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I find it deeply aesthetically pleasing, character-wise, that Arthur and Merlin are both very much like their mothers, which is especially meaningful in Arthur's case since he's never known his mother beyond a single painfully brief meeting in "Sins of the Father."
Not only does Arthur look like Ygraine (which adds several layers to the clusterfuck of his and Uther's relationship) but it's clear that he takes after her temperament, too. Yes, he sometimes shows his father's temper, and yes, he does stupid things when he's in a temper, but unlike Uther, who literally took his prejudices to his grave and beyond, Arthur never stays mad at people, and he's overall a far more caring and kind person than his father, which is an interesting case of nature vs nurture.
And then on the other hand, we have Hunith, who told a mounted, armed brigand to go fuck himself, later fought another (also armed) brigand with a twig broom, harboured fugitives on multiple occasions, and raised an illegal magic child out of wedlock, and Merlin "Fuck the Police" Ambrosius, who got in a fistfight, got thrown in jail for the fistfight, called the prince a bitch to his face in a public market square, got in a second, armed fight all within his first 48 hours in Camelot, and then committed treason on a daily basis for the next 10+ years, compared to Balinor, who became a weird antisocial hermit that lived in a cave for twenty years.
couldn't have said it better myself bestie
also, there's a reason hunith and ygraine never met in the show. their dynamic duo would outshine everyone, they'd be unstoppable, untouchable, I FEEL ROBBED
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homicidalbrunette · 2 months
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Hey here's three minutes of Plane Jane and Katya vibing/flirting you're welcome
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variksel · 8 months
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im a little bit tipsy so forgive me but how ironic is it that the family who is the most emotionally and/or physically distant from eachother is named close
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boysborntodie · 4 months
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I know this isn’t canon but the ‘Dally’s St Christopher locket belonged to his mother’ headcanon is so engraved in my mind like I’ll be like ‘thinking about Dally and his mother who gave him the necklace’….. and then remember it’s not canon
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blazing-spectre · 1 year
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Didn’t think cross country delivery boy simulator would make me emotional, but the twins proved me wrong
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you-til-i-die · 2 months
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Fighting the voices (the urge to make a finnick series based off of my favorite abba songs)
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fornpt1 · 2 months
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Lanaaaaa peppersss
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dawnthefox24 · 1 month
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*Rumiko hums softly as she hands feeds the the koi fishes calmly but feels someone is watching her* Rumiko: *turns her head and smiles*Hanzo do you want to feed the koi fishes too? Hanzo:*freezes up a bit before shaking his head quickly*N-No... Rumiko: *pulls her hands away from the pond and pats the grass next to her*They don't bite, come and kneel down with me Hanzo:...I...Okay... Rumiko:*smiles softly and watched Hanzo sit down next to her* Hold you hand out for me Hanzo:*does so and feels the food being placed in his hands* Mother I don't th- Rumiko: Nonsense you'll be fine, look at how calm the koi fishes are. They're practically happy your here. Hanzo:...That seems stupid... Rumiko:*shakes her head* Try dipping your hand in the pond slowly, you don't want to spook them off Hanzo:...What if they bite me.. Rumiko:*laughs softly* They don't bite, they actually have no teeth. Just slowly dip your hands in the water. Hanzo:...How do I know you won't push me in.... Rumiko:*snorts a laughter* What happened to you was nothing but a dumb prank besides I gave your father shit for that. You can't be afraid over a small incident my dragon. Besides the koi fish represents strength, courage, determination, and perseverance. You can't let on incident ruin something so beautiful. Hanzo:...okay I'll try but if you push me I'll- Rumiko:*ruffles his hair* I won't just give it a try Hanzo:*seems a bit nervous as he watches the koi fishes wait to be fed before slowly dipping his hands in the water before he started laughing a bit as the koi fishes started eating of his hands* Rumiko:*smiles softly* Having fun? Hanzo: *smiles happily and nods a bit* There... Rumiko: Beautiful...Hanzo did you know I have trouble trying to crave the koi fish? Hanzo: How?! You carve the dragons with such ease how can a koi fish be hard!? Rumiko:*smiles softly and gets another handful of the food before feeding the koi fishes once more* I can't capture their beauty, no matter how many times I try I seem to can't get it right...Maybe I'm not meant to crave them but I think you are. Hanzo: But aren't the koi fish your favourite animal? Rumiko: *laughs* That's the dragon but since you asked what's your favourite animal? Hanzo:*looks at the koi fishes before smiling* The koi fishes... Rumiko: Then I believe it's your job to captivate their beauty when carving them Hanzo:*smiles widely* I won't let you down momma! Rumiko:* smiles* I know you won't ~~~~~~ Hanzo:*finishes carving the koi fish and smiles softly* I've did a good job captivating their beauty didn't I mother..
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on the pwotr pals discord, This prompt was brought up, about drawing your oc staring into a mirror before and after the trauma a la undertale 'its you!/despite everything its still you.'
i dont have the time to draw it, as much as i thought about it for the whole day, but i managed to write out what the visuals in my head, and it ended up fairly prose-y so here! young Celia vs almost thirty Celia<3 most of the latter is under the cut<3
It's you!
A young girl, barely 10, stands in front of a bathroom mirror, her shoulders barely making into the reflection, her body taking up so little of the mirror. On the top of mirror, foam letters spell out 'Mama + Celia + Cecio' in an arch.
The girls shoulder length golden hair is loose and the front tucked behind her ears. Her face is thinner than that of most her age, the first indications that she will inherent her mothers strong jawline already visible, but she still has some baby fat clinging to her face. Her eyes are wide, showing large golden Irises, unnatural white pupils large as she takes in her reflection.
Her face is devoid of scars, and so are the arms she has folded leaning on the sink as she stares at herself, smile on her face.
She's wearing a striped cotton dress, collar and sleeves edged with cheap machine lace, and a strip of fabric inserted in the original shoulder seams to cover her bony shoulders.
On her shoulder rests a large hand, the same skin tone as the girls, covered in scars and callouses, short nails coated in bright nail polishes. The hand is gentle on the girls shoulder, a golden curl falling into frame far above it.
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Despite everything, it's still you.
The same mirror that the little girl once was so dwarfed by is now filled with a giant person, head tilted down to enter the frame, and while their broad shoulders are slumped they are still cut off by the edge of the mirror.
Golden curls cascade down the person's back, and over their shoulders, all different lengths. No baby fat remains, leaving behind a strong jaw and cheekbones, face littered with large and small scars, all glittering gold under the warm bathroom lights.
Large eyebrows are furrowed over tired eyes, large golden irises partially hidden under droopy eyelids, with pupils reduced to pinpricks of white. Lips painted gold, shimmering too under the light, left resting neutrally, but the downwards tilt of their cupids bow leaves them looking sorrowful all the same.
The figure is clothed in a wrap top, bandage sized red material tight around the muscular body, and the lower parts disappearing under their red trousers. Their bare arms and other exposed patches of skin are also covered in scars, glittering across their large frame, speaking of a lifetime of injuries gained in less than two decades.
Where the foam letters had spelled out the members of their family, none remain, only outlines that have persevered over time, the faint marks that make up the 'Mama + Celia' obscured by the figures head.
there is an empty space that lingers around the edges of the mirror, something absent, even as so much space is taken up.
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tinfairies · 1 day
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Stop it.
Is anyone else obsessed with Sammy's moles? The one on his chin is my favorite
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enjomo-arch · 1 year
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Also on a lighter note I feel like Ace at some point be so bothered about comments that he looks like Roger when people find out about his true family roots he'd actually out of impulse dye his hair blonde to look closer to Rouge.
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pierog · 1 year
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so i applied for a DREAM JOB and out of 6000 applicants!!! I ended up in the final 15 😟
…and I did SOOOOO soooooo well til the very last round 😔 i accidentally became privy to some scathing information from the judging panel. ouuuuuuuchhhh lol my insecurities.
proud of myself for being true to myself and getting far as i did, though.
#also i got covid so feeling a bit self pitying at the moment#i honestly have massive beef with their criticisms#i left this country when i was 5 and have ended up with a lot of cultural differences#sorry English ppl reading this but i feel like the UK is very caught up on appearances. for example:#it’s an outdoorsy job and the panel were unimpressed i didn’t come in my hiking boots + wet weather gear#umm…. yeah because we are SITTING INSIDE ON A SUMMER’S DAY???#it felt like posing to me? i grew up in rural NZ so I’ve spent majority of my life in the bush#PS most of the hiking boots i did see were obviously pristine and never taken on an actual hike 🙄#yes i own that stuff. no im not gonna wear it just to prove a point. i wore jeans and the same shoes ive been wearing while hiking across#europe these last 2 months.#also the NZ wilderness is so much more rugged like these hikes in UK/europe would barely count as a casual day walk to me#so our standards are very different#and we both left feeling quite unimpressed with each other I think#i’ll provide one more rant: one of the exercises involved wiring up a plug. i did it successfully but failed cos I didn’t plug it in after#well um. my mama is a scientist and taught me not to fuck with electricity unless i’m 100% sure#yes I did all the wiring right but it was still my first time so I’m being cautious. apparently that’s a bad thing 🤷‍♀️#enough rants from me but basically yeah lots of little things like that which I disagree with
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0xo · 4 months
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had a funny moment the other day where my wife said "we should maybe buy some powdered milk?" (because it's useful for baking and cooking and when you run out of real milk)
and i said "eughhh, i know it's fine but it reminds me of being very little and very poor," (which is true, i drank it a lot as a kid, takes me directly back to stale-fresh-constant cigarette smoke of my grandparents' house - they're both dead now, crazy - isn't it funny how there's always cigarette money but never milk money?)
and she said "babe, we ARE poor." (and my wife isn't wrong but i don't think it's the same kind. we don't walk to the dollar general for all the groceries we buy. or rely on our twenty-two year old daughter with three jobs to bring us the rest. and she only does that to make sure we feed her toddler that we're watching, because we're the closest thing to free childcare she has access to, even though she wishes her baby wasn't in that smoky smoky falling-down house. but she's poor, because we birthed her poor and raised her poor and gave her nothing but all kinds of hunger. so she'll take what's free and hope we don't leave the baby hungry too. and it's not free cuz the groceries add up. and she'll keep bringing groceries, even after the baby's in school and she's got just the one better job. and daycare those five years might've been cheaper, all told. isn't it funny how there's always so much for an eldest daughter to give you? even when she's a mother too?)
anyways. i know powdered milk is a baking staple and i don't mind it mixed into things but i will never have a glass of powdered milk again. it tastes like marlboro ashes.
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