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What if, in some alternative timeline in Deltarune Rouxls Kaard does not show his face until the very end of last chapter. And he’s geniunely loving toward Lancer but he has ..very flawed ways of showing that love.
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bitofthisandthat · 1 year
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🌼 Pickles when was the last time you called your mom on Mother's Day?
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MUSES & MOTHERS.
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The drummer's lips are in a tight, flat pout. Teeth grinding at his cheek as green eyes narrow. Oh, what the actual fuck. Not this, not today, not ever. Molly doesn't get a call, because it always turns into a 3 hour tirade of what a loser HE is and what a perfect boy SETH, the criminal sociopath is. And just for extra spice, she peppers in just how disappointed she is that the world-famous trillionaire son, exists.
If she ever asked for money, that crap would make sense, but she never asks for a dime. She just dishes out more miserable inspiration for their music. Really, she should be flattered.
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"I dunno, when was the last time I took a sledgehammer to my fuckin' face?"
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"Oh, why tha' would be N E V E R. Even though I'd rather do that than call my moooom. It'd be the same sensation, anyway, dickweed.
'Sides. She always calls me first. Then I gotta pretend I missed th' call 'cause I was busy or on the can...and then I gotta get double blasted by my great aunt Patty that I'm not answerin' the phooooone, and then I get like, 12 angry Irish American relatives mad-texting me until I pick the fuck up and let mom talk t' me...Cut to me the next day runnin' over my deathphone with the Dethtank, and gettin' a new phone afterwards so none of those assholes have my number. Again."
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"So just let me have my fuckin' Mother's Day tradition, alright?!"
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“Next time on Discord BullshitZ, Family Drama! Turns out both of my parents suck and I hate it here end my misery-”
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nmolesofadrenaline · 8 months
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hajihiko · 1 year
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I interpret Kaz's relationship with his dad a little differently from that one convo. He says something like 'he knew better than anyone that we didn't have the money' and I took that as his dad wanted him to go and have fun like a normal kid and not worry about the money. Of course, I don't justify physical discipline and it is abuse, even if the parent is well intentioned. I think that Kaz does love his dad and they're relationship might be more complicated. But you know that's just one of the many things he needs to work out in therapy.
(Again this is just my interpretation and I'm not saying yours is wrong. I do love the art.)
Just gonna use this as a little jumping point to talk about this bc why not, warnings for obviously sensitive topics
I dont think you're wrong, I actually probably agree, but one thing;
It's not uncommon for public perception to weigh more than actual actions or intent. In the example given, I see it like so; yeah, Souda sr. wanted his son to go on a field trip that they couldn't really afford. Yeah, Kaz wanted to help the household by not going on the trip and saving the money. Both have good intent here. It's not about that, though, because in Souda sr.'s eyes, refusing to go on the trip is like admitting that they're poor, which is like saying the father can't provide for his family, which is like public humiliation- in his eyes. In a fit of rage (and insecurity, if it's something that's already weighing on his mind, as these things often go) the assumption isnt that his son was trying to help, just that he did something that makes the father look bad. Which is a bigger trigger than most things, often, for patriarchal authority figures.
And it not an excuse for physical harm, no, nothing is. Probably, Souda sr. knows that, and didn't mean to snap- doesnt think he committed an act of child abuse- but he's been under a lot of stress, and his son was talking back, and, well.
I think they do usually get along alright, and Souda sr. does his best to provide for himself and his son and keep their relationship good, and Kazuichi is genuinely grateful for everything his dad's done for him? But in the end, it's another person Kazuichi trusted teaching him the lesson that people will let him down and hurt him, in some way at some point. If your parent whom you trust has made you genuinely afraid of them, it's hard to come back from it, and someone as anxious and emotionally sensitive as Kazuichi will hold onto that forever, probably, even as he might internalized some of it as his own fault.
It's a lot more complicated than just "bad father, sad son" (but again, not excusable, you don't hit your kids period). It's father and son who love each other and might be the only family they both have, but they clash horribly on occasion, make up (or don't talk about it at all), things die down, stay good for a while, then there's another clash- so it goes, even if the bad times are only occasional. The biggest Thing about these kind of relationships, to me, is that it's so easy to fall into a routine and let things stagnate, and before you know it, it's just How Things Are and it's easier to just deal than start rocking the boat.
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mintflavouredwhump · 18 days
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An eldest child whumpee who is always forced to be the 'role model' of their younger siblings while bearing the brunt of their parents' anger and expectations.
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mortellanarts · 8 months
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A few funnies that came up while writing a fic about Kurashiki & Klim fambly shenanigans pre-decision game
(*not all of these feature in the fic but I missed them :3)
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herbaklava · 10 months
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The Bear is such a well written series dealing with concepts of found family, enduring traumatic events and grappling with the aftermath of them, not losing hope when the situation may seem hopeless, and having the courage to push through and try again anyways. And yet some people are treating it like it’s some superficial teen CW show omg
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mothprincess · 1 year
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when u always thought u were afraid of “conflict” but u were actually afraid of being on the receiving end of emotional abuse and complex layers of family dysfunction that make ur stomach hurt to think about
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r0achezz · 3 months
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Wow wee owowowoooowee I love roadtrips they’re awesomeee. So so fun definitely not an entire screeching match with this family and I totally don’t have to deal with my mom and dad yelling at me or my sister for not being able to “cooperate” and how “I’m being so lazy and stupid” because I just forgot to get my art supplies… so SO MUCH FUN. :/
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comradesummers · 2 months
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lord help me i started watching shameless, about to finish season 1. this show hates women so much. also just the sheer amount of sexual assault played for comedy. it's cool if it happens to men right? like fr why are half the women on this show sexually abusive to their male partners it's so uncomfortable to watch and a prime example of how fucking weird this show is about women. like don't get me wrong, i think it's important to show that men can be and are abused by women. but a) the show consistently plays that shit for laughs to an uncomfortable degree and b) why do so many of the women have to be fucking predators? also fuck kash. step away from the underage boy. anyway it will surprise no one that i believe in fiona supremacy. girlie's just trying her best. and her friendship with v is just immaculate. i love v so much. literally the only woman in the show who is allowed to be sexually dominant without the writers making it weird and abusive (i'm choosing to disregard that episode where she's so horrible to her brother so i can continue liking her). also fiona's relationship with all the kids is adorable, but her relationship with debbie in particular is very buffydawn and i'm so invested. sadly, i've already thoroughly spoiled myself, so i know that shit will get really bad between them and i'm dreading it. might just stop watching before that happens.
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I’ve alwasy known i make Rouxls ooc, so i tried to look at him at a more ‘canon’ angle. Didnt mean to make it too angsty though
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thatonebirdwrites · 4 months
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Finally got Sam's chapter up! This one is heavy with Andrea, the mysterious former friend of Lena that shows up wanting to buy Catco.
Alex and Sam also have an important chat. Ruby gets to do her first "mission."
EXCERPT FROM MID CHAPTER:
The restaurant was fairly crowded, but the section the hostess took Sam felt fairly secluded. Andrea Rojas sat in the booth, but she stood with a smile when Sam approached. The hostess gestured to the booth and walked away after giving Sam a menu. 
Andrea looked amazing. Her black dress hugged her curves, her smile creasing her cheeks and the skin around her eyes. “Hello Sam Arias. Pleasure to see you again.”
“Right,” Sam found words difficult. “Uh, pleasure is all mine.” She gestured to the table, feeling flustered and off-centered already. “How about we sit and order?” She settled into the booth after Andrea took her seat. “I’m pretty excited to taste the fare here.” 
Opening the menu, she scanned the drinks first. She’d need a drink to get through this if Andrea was going to sit there looking hot as fuck. Jesus. 
“Oh? You’ve never tried this place before?” Andrea raised an eyebrow. Way too similar to Lena. 
“Well, no, but Lena recommended it. Said it’d be perfect for us.” Sam realized a little too late that mentioning Lena seemed to visibly hurt Andrea, as in she literally winced. 
“Still marching by your bosses orders?” Andrea’s words were sharp like crispy chicken.
Sam was hungry and comparing voices to food was not helping her nerves. “No, she’s my best friend, actually. Known her for… huh. Six or so years?” She tapped her fingers against the menu. “We’ve been through some pretty rough things together.” She had no intention of mentioning the worldkiller crisis on her first date — was it a date? It was supposed to be a fact-finding mission. Besides, she wasn’t going to hide the fact she and Lena were close. 
“Ah. Friends with your boss. One would think you two would be more professional.” Andrea scanned the menu. “You up for red wine? A full bottle to share sounds perfect right now.” That scathing edge to her voice hadn’t quite left. 
Bringing up Lena really had rubbed the woman raw, huh. Was Andrea upset with Lena? But why? Andrea was the one who betrayed Lena from how Lena explained. Or was it that Andrea missed Lena and was envious of Sam? Or simply wishing to not be reminded of painful memories perhaps? Ugh, infinite probabilities, and to narrow it down, Sam would need to carefully nest her questions among less caustic ones.
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queeresthellhound · 9 months
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My mother always loved Jesus more than she loved me
And my mother hears me say I was drafted into a holy war I never wanted to be in
Expected to ostracize myself with joy because if the other children hated me it’s because they were Satanic
And sees nothing wrong with it except that I defected.
And she reads the essay I wrote in the third grade before I even knew where babies came from
Saying that if I were president abortion would be illegal everywhere
Because I had been groomed to be a Christian Nationalist ready to ruin lives for the lord
And thinks not that it is horrific a child of not even 12 would write that but rather how horrific it is I do not believe it anymore.
My mother always loved Jesus more than she loved me
And if she was called to do as Abraham, and if I was called to become her Isaac she would have done it
And on the long walk home she would have told me that it was god’s will and that he had a plan that’s bigger than all of us
And at one time I would have believed everything she said on the long journey home, nodding my head silently
Because if she loved Jesus more than me, he must know something that I don’t.
And when my very life was saved by EMTs and doctors and nurses and so many others
Who worked their asses off to make sure my mother’s only begotten son would not be lost
My mother thought of a different only begotten son, the son of John 3:16
And when I survived she praised him for saving her wayward, rebellious child who had hardened his heart to her precious Jesus
Instead of the sinful humans who did all of the work.
And when I had finally gotten up the courage to sit on her bed, bawling my eyes out, a river spring up from the spot I occupied
Telling her that her darling Jesus made a mistake, that I was a mistake,
She decided that god had not made a mistake but that my sinful existence was a part of his holy plan
And then days later shoved me back in the closet with the force of a summer thunderstorm
Because the mouthpieces of Jesus decided that I could not decide for myself what a life of joy looked like
And after all she always loved Jesus more than me.
And my mother still thinks that I will come back to the flock
Despite the fact that I have a crisis every time I step in a church
Despite the fact I see myself as chewed gum, licked cupcakes, dirty duct tape for being alive
Despite the fact that at lectures which remind me of sermons I feel trapped behind a window in my brain
Despite the fact that her church would vote me out of existence tomorrow if given the choice
Despite the fact that her church friend’s “love” for me is predicated on me coming back to their cult
Because my mother has always loved her abusive, manipulative, absentee, deadbeat son Jesus more than the son standing right in front of her
Because Jesus can be anyone and anything she needs him to be
And I can only ever be a goat standing in a flock of sheep, hoping no one ever looks close enough to notice the differences.
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tara-fantastico · 1 year
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Can Dawn's parental figures just...stay... (alive, preferably)?
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sweetandsavageautistic · 11 months
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(CW: Exhaustion rant, feeling invalidated, dysfunctional family, guilt-tripping)
I’ve been trying to stick to a schedule for a voice-acting project that I’m behind on and I’m starting to follow it; while I was editing up the part I planned to get done and send in today, my dad told me to watch the dog. I told him I was busy and he got mad at me, saying I don’t help around the house. He recognizes that the schedule I’m setting is something, but he always follows it up with “but....” I kind of feel like things I do have a tendency to fall on the back burner in favor of helping the family, but what if I put a dish in the wrong spot? What if I can’t fit something somewhere?
I’m tired of them asking me if I can do something, but having it not really be a question because there’s apparently a right answer.
I’m tired of them asking me if I want to do something and me saying no, then them asking me why not and when I answer, they get upset.
I’m tired of asking someone to go somewhere else to give me alone time to give me space for my mental health, realizing it may be a bit unreasonable, and then asking this instead:
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[Photo ID: Text message in green saying “At the very least, can you stay there until about at least 10:30/10:45 or so, strongly preferably the latter? I’m not someone who can decompress quickly.
Text message in white, denoting a response from someone else, saying “Probably, but please think would you do that for me?”
Text message in green from the phone owner saying “So is that a yes or no?”
Text message in white, denoting a response from someone else, saying “I’m leaving soon but that’s mean Ill either be back at 10:30 or later.”
Text message in white, denoting a response from someone else, saying “But im upset you would ask that but no do that for me” Photo ID end]
I’m tired of confronting them about that and telling them it felt guilt-trippy only for them to turn it around and tell me that me telling them that something is for my mental health is the ultimate guilt-tripping phrase because it places the responsibility of someone’s mental health on another person.
I’m tired of someone in my family asking me how I am and my gut response being “what do you want?” because I’m so used to that being the reason they say hi to me.
I’m tired of my family seeing me as selfish for not wanting to spend time with them instead of trying to talk to me about why I feel that way.
I’m tired of my family getting upset at me for my chronic escapism instead of trying to talk to me about why it’s happening so much.
I’m tired of my twin sister micromanaging me on outings and vacations.
I’m tired of being told things like I can’t request songs like Solovey by go_a or songs from Ride the Cyclone on a song request sheet at a wedding because apparently I’m only supposed to request “basic wedding songs.”
I’m tired of feeling like I don’t know who I am some days and instead I just borrow who I am from fictional characters to make up for what social skills classes stole from me.
I’m tired of sacrificing my sleep schedule because it’s quieter at night and no one is awake to tell me what to do.
I’m tired of feeling like I’m the only one in the house without any sense of power or control.
I’m tired of feeling so out of place at parties. 
I’m tired of feeling like the tolerated friend, the one no one wants to actually form a close bond with, just to casually talk with.
I’m tired of feeling like I need to bottle up my emotions and my anger because I’m scared of confrontation.
I’m tired of people trying to push against any boundaries I may have set.
I’m tired of relying on allowance as my only source of income: If you want me to commission some writing, this exists. Please help me; I’m tired of relying solely on my parents for money: https://www.fiverr.com/lydialuna?up_rollout=true
I’m tired of feeling like every little mistake is going to make them upset and make them cut my allowance again.
I’m just.....tired....
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