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Mother and child 1921

Pablo Picasso

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Anne and Katie   -   Farfield Porter , 1949

American, 1907-1975

Oil on canvas

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Mother And Child 1902

Pablo Picasso

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Gökyüzünde asılı olan yıldızlar, bir annenin bedenine sığdırdığı ruhunun yüceliğini bilselerdi şayet, tepelerinde öyle umursamaz bir ihtişamla yükselmeye cüret edemezlerdi. Doğumu daima takip eden ölüm, bir annenin ensesinde soluduğunu anlayabilseydi, nefesini sonsuza dek tutardı. Cehennem, bir annenin çocuğuna gülümseyişini görebilseydi sonsuz ıstırap ateşi, önce donar, sonra şifalı bir suya dönüşürdü. Ve cennet, anne elinin şefkatli dokunuşunu hissedebilseydi eğer, o elin sıcak boğumları arasında varlığını sürdürürdü.

Dünyadaki en değerli varlıkların, savaşçıların, Anneler Günü kutlu olsun.

KRİZALİT, ÖZGE KURT.

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Dinner    -     Alejandra Caballero

Spanish,  b. 1974-

Oil on canvas

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Mother and Child 1905

Pablo Picasso

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tagged by: @hisaeon my hubby <3 tagging: anyone who wants to do it!!!! tbh myself for the other 2 mamas

instructions: fill out the questions about your muse, repost, and tag as many people you want.

1. what does your muse smell like?

avem makes it a point to moisturize, and she uses cranberry & grapeseed oil lotion. this, on top of the smell of fresh laundry, is what she usually smells like. 

2. how often does your muse bath/shower? any habits?

every morning, avem will take a shower. she never took baths until she became pregnant, where it became a very soothing, self-care ritual for her. showers had always been her thing bcus they were faster, and she always had a need to get out of the house and baths take much too long.

her showers are usually very short, but there are certain times they might last considerably longer ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

3. does your muse have any tattoos or piercing?

when she was younger, she got her belly button pierced with some friends who did it on a dare (”i’ll do it if you do it!”). it was cute, and she kept it up until she got pregnant. it started to get uncomfortable (with the skin becoming more sensitive) and so she took it out & never put it back. her ears are pierced, but only one hole each ear. she has no tattoos!

4. any body movement quirks ( ex. knee shakes )?

idk if this counts but she doesn’t like it when people reach out to her suddenly, as if they’re trying to grab her. so if someone gets too close to suddenly, she’ll get really nervous and jerk back sometimes. only people she’s grown to really trust can get that close to her. with jecht, she doesn’t worry too much about it. however, when she noticed he started drinking a lot more, it came back.

5. what do they sleep in?

nothing usually, if she’s with jecht ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ she likes the intimacy of skin-to-skin ok, and he’s usually enough to keep her warm eh heh

on a more serious (but not any less true) note, she prefers to wear less either way, so she’ll probably be asleep in a silk nightgown. when her and jecht had just started dating, she liked to sleep in one of his abes tshirts (washed from all the sweat, obvi) and nothing else

6. what’s their favorite piece of clothing?

avem had never really had too much of a taste for materialistic things, so it’s difficult for her to say what her “favorite” is, since for her, they’re just clothes. but since i’m making her choose, it’s the yellow cardigan/sweater she owns! it’s light enough to not be too warm, but warm enough for the cold nights of zanarkand. she usually ties the sleeves up, but they can be untied so their longer. cute and comfy, y’all!!!!

7. what do they do when they wake up?

she’ll kiss jecht, if he’s still asleep beside her. if not, she’ll just get out of bed, open the blinds and let the light into their room. she’ll shower then get breakfast started for them. when tidus was younger, she’d go into his room and give him a kiss on his head, too. 

8. how do they sleep? position?

alone, she’ll sleep on her side. she moves in her sleep a little bit, but nothing too crazy. but if she’s with jecht or anyone else intimately, she’ll sleep close to them, spooning more often than not. sometimes she’ll fall asleep against his chest, his arm around her, but that stops being comfortable after so long.

9. what do their hands feel like?

soft, like a baby’s bottom. at least, for the most part. she stopped working when tidus was born bcus she wanted to give all of her time to raising her kid. she was young, so she didn’t think she could handle too much on her plate & jecht was on his way to becoming a big star anyway. it helps that she moisturizes every day!!!

10. if you kissed them, what would they usually taste like?

like heaven, tbh. probably like really sweet candy, but not too sweet that it makes you sick, but sweet enough to leave a great taste on your lips ya feel me?

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Post-Final Fantasy X-2 Tidus and Yuna colored illustrations by Tetsuya Nomura at Final Fantasy 30th Anniversary Exhibition.   

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❛ MY MOON.

The words her mother spoke, the tender touches that only a mother could give, all of it absorbed and emblazoned upon her memories that she would carry forever. Reaching up and running fingertips along the delicately laced strands of her hair, she couldn’t contain her excitement any longer and flung her arms tightly around her mother. With the softest squeak passing through puckered lips, she kissed her cheek and rushed to grab hold of her hand as she rose from the safety of her mothers loving embrace.

“Let’s go show daddy!” Tugging gently on her arm in an effort to hurry her along.

HER HAPPINESS WAS CONTAGIOUS, as she found herself grinning largely at her daughter’s excitability. The innocence of childhood -- she hoped her daughter would not lose it too soon, as she had. Her eyes found her daughter’s now-braided hair once more, it’s brown color bringing some ease to her concerns. Though the people would be unkind to Sadziah, who looked just as all Al Bhed do, at least Yuna would be able to live without that worry.

“Alright, let’s do it! Let’s see what he thinks about your mom’s hair styling skills, yeah?” Upon Yuna’s insistence, she rose from her seat and let her lead the way to her father. It had been a while since she had seen him or heard his voice from down the hall, but he had always been a calm and quiet man, so she didn’t imagine him being too far off. 

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❛ HER PIRATE.

      He’s just had himself a warm shower after a strenuous night of blitzball. He and his team had claimed yet another effortless victory, but the real prize of his evening laid waiting in the bedroom, nestled upon fresh blankets and feathery pillows. She was reading, though he couldn’t be bothered to note the name of the novel as he pat the moisture from his face with a towel.

      Once he finished and tossed the towel aside, he then unceremoniously fell onto the mattress, knees first, and crawled until he was halfway on top of her. There, he gently released his weight, lightly bumping her arm by accident. “Mm, sorry,” he mumbled gravelly, his prickly cheek pressed against her stomach and to the small patch of skin not covered by her nightwear.

      Though he’d yet to apologize for the semi-wet mane of hair now sprawled across her.

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AVEM COULD ONLY WATCH HIS GAME from home tonight, the responsibilities of a mother being the reason why. Though some part of her was disappointed she couldn’t be there in person to cheer him on, her life was different now, all thanks to their little bundle of joy. She could complain, but she wouldn’t -- being a mother this young, she had to mature faster in order to be the mom she wanted for him. It was hard work, but at least she wouldn’t be going through it alone.

As the night went on, the game played on the large projection in the center of their living room. She watched what she could, half of her attention on the game, and the other half on little Tidus. He’d cried throughout a lot of the game, from hunger, a soiled diaper and sometimes, just for fun (or so it seemed). Eventually, near the end of the match, he’d finally drifted off to sleep which was Avem’s cue to take him into his room and tuck him in for the night. By the time she’d made it back up to the game, the celebration for the Abes had already begun, praising all the players for their effort, giving special notice to Jecht’s special game winning score.

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She heard the shower stop, and she knew he would be joining her in bed soon, but it wasn’t enough to get her to look up from her book. From the corners of her eyes, she saw him standing in the doorway, drying his face, then coming toward the bed, and still, she kept on reading. But almost instantly, she lost her focus when she felt him crawling atop her, having bumped into her arm -- it made her laugh when he placed his head down, his damp hair, still too cold, spreading out over her . Placing a placeholder in between the pages, she placed it beside her and looked toward him, a hand reaching out to play with his hair. She tugged gently, inviting him to come closer. “Great game tonight, babe. You’ve gotta be tired.”

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❛ YEAH, REALLY. ❜ She forces a smile for him, noticing his watery eyes turn to look up at her, intrigued by her confession. It wasn’t something she often talked about. The memories of her home life were not the sweetest and she preferred to keep them a secret from her son, but something in the moment made her want to share with him. “He didn’t make fun of me, but... he was mean. Really mean. I really should’ve punched him when I had the chance, you know?” Avem laughs a bit, but anyone would be able to tell that it was painful thinking about it.

@leviathkand just talking about our dads, nbd

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Question for Tidus’s Mother: What was your first reaction after seeing you beloved as a Final Aeon? (Dissidia version, FFX version will make her have a heart attack and die… again)

ok so i haven’t played any of the dissidias and so i had to look it up and  – 

SHE’S FROWNING, not sure what to make of it. It’s definitely based on him… but it doesn’t look like him. He looks like some kind of monster, taken right from one of those movie spheres they’re showing at the theaters. She doesn’t know what to say at first, because her confusion about where the inspiration of this drawing came from. But kids always did have the wildest imaginations. Avem kneels down in front of the gray hooded child, giving him a smile. “You’re real creative, you know that? I’ll make sure he sees it, okay?” 

As the child runs off, she keeps looking at the image, slowly becoming more unsettling the longer she does. The kid who gave it to her definitely had some incredible artistic skills, but to draw her husband as a monster like this? At least Jecht would have a good laugh about it. 

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You with your husband remind me to Valkyrie Profile 2's last 6 character: 3 woman and 3 male. Just that on that game, the woman give they life... well, cannot end it as it is spoiler

MOTHERLY SACRIFICES ARE MY KINK DON’T @ ME

mothers giving their lives or sacrificing something for their children makes me feel a lot of things ok tho i don’t know/haven’t played valkyrie profile or anything, but i’m sure it’s good!!!!

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if you check out the about page, i’ve updated it to include links to timelines for my lovely mamas! check them out if you’re interested, i’ve still gotta get their actual about bios up, but the timelines reveal a fair amount of their lives! so check check check it out ~~~

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For the three Ladys: Do you girls even join together with tea or other drink some days for talk about the mans & child you love?

amina was the first to speak. always calm, her voice was steady as she answered the stranger’s question. ❛ we’ve spoken before, yes. but no tea. not here. ❜ one could see where seymour’s own intensity stemmed from.

then avem, beside her, chimed in, ❛ just about the kids though. the guys are here, too, so. ❜ she shrugs while giving a teasing look at the others, laughing a bit. looking at her, one wouldn’t be able to tell she had been as sick as she was when she had passed. 

lastly, sadziah, standing close to avem, spoke her piece. ❛ we miss them. so much. cra'c cu pek huf. ❜ there’s a sadness in her voice, but she’s smiling. out of the three women, she spent the least time with her child. 

              ❛ it’s difficult to be a mother here, in this place. ❜

avem’s laughter fades as she reaches toward sadziah, offering her comfort. though amina looks over, she does not move. in silence, they agree.

the farplane was a peculiar place that allowed for their spirits to, in some sense, continue to live on without being alive. it was strange, but it was best not to question it. but while this place can give the illusion of life for the spirits who have passed on, it is no substitute for what their lives could have been. for the mothers, they all think of their children -- how things would have turned out differently had they survived death. unfortunately, it is a reality they can only imagine.