#mom™️

[cywscross]

brainrotting over leona's platinum jacket bday card because now that i'm actually looking, leona's portrait is basically a fucking family photo, falena, cheka, his mom, and even kifaji as one big happy family. leona's the only one who's not in it, he's shoved to the side and completely separate from them, and i just want to sCREAM 😤😤😤😤😤

[mymitochondriaforpresident]

I hate all the pain Wille had to go through being seen as the “lesser” prince even though he’s more than half the man Erik ever was.

[alexalblondo]

This is such a win for girlies who learned about Dildos and sexshops through Ralf and Cora Schumacher investing in Beate Uhse btw

[wowieeitsisa]

DRRETRO AND PEST WASN’T A DUO I WAS EXPECTING TO LOVE SO MUCH!!!!!!! Thank you Dream Parasite Lore and Dialogue for DrRetro update AURRRGH

Do you understand how normal I am abt this? PEST TRSUTS DRRETRO ENOUGH TO GIVE HIS GUEST CODE TO HERRRRR

[applecherry108]

Hi, I’m jumping on the Separated AU train, but I’ve taken all the angst out and decided that Having Children Softens You Actually.

Mikey is found by Lieutenant and Brute (who are a couple, fight me) and is raised by them. It was funnier to have a Dr Delicate Touch moment with his Big Sister Cass but he’s still the artsy fun-loving kid and his dads are so so proud of him and hang up all his art. His puppy dog eyes sway every decision the Foot Clan makes.

Draxum hangs on to Donnie and Wow Being A Dad Is A Lot Of Work. He’ll often say he’s learned more from his son than he’s ever taught him. Donnie’s intense interest in the mechanical perfectly balances and compliments Draxum’s mastery of the mystic. Their expertise fills in where the other’s fall short and together they create the wildest things that benefit all yokai.

Big Mama and Little Raphie. He’s the last piece of her Lou she has left and she fiercely protects him. He has participated in the Battle Nexus, but more for fun than obligation. He’s a favorite match for other competitors since he doesn’t believe in “finishing the job” (and because Big Mama would never ever allow him to be in a to-the-death match). Mama doesn’t have a lot of time for Evil when she’s too busy doting on her turtley-poo.

I said I’d leave the angst out, so we’re not gonna talk about Splinter and Leo. 🙃

[zhongrin]

Not mine but damn the spectrum is good for explaining stuff

the way i also saw this in discord 😭

my faves are such parental figures..... i swear i don't have daddy/mommy issues pls /silly /j

[pollyna]

To the idea of Mav telling Bradley that he appreciates how much he values the idea of the perfect marriage Carole and Goose had but, at the same time, how unrealistic is because "kid, they were married four years and they spent together maybe two of them. They didn't had the time to see the other side of everything" in answer to Bradley asking why he continues to stay with Ice if all they do lately is fighting, to which Mav answers "what? Should I leave him because he's having a bad week and he's being a little more sarcastic than usual?" We can only 🥂

[jacquesthepigeon]

You’ve heard of my mysterious family secret that ruined my dad’s relationship with his father posthumously

Now get ready for

POTENTIALLY FAMILY-DESTROYING SECRET 2

APPARENTLY IT MAKES THE FIRST ONE LOOK LIKE NOTHING

[starryeyeddreamer21]

Characters as things I've said/heard people say

This was all at church so I'm putting them together for convenience: Featuring Angel Dust

---

Angel: I NEED this damn picnic I'm surviving off caffeine and nicotine right now

---

Angel: Where have you been you're taking forever

Husk: I don't know, man, things keep happening

Husk: *walking away and whispering in horror* Things are always happening

---

Angel: I need to go to sleep I've been thinking about musical theater again

--

[ambrozians]

some traits (physical & not) that i think lian inherited from her parents:

roy: sense of humor, music taste & musical ability, freckles, impeccable aim, favorite color, love of nature, love of sports, and passion for community service.

jade: her entire face, cheshire cat grin, flexibility, fast language acquisition, knack for science, fashion sense, the Stare™️, and favorite foods.

and of course, she gets the athleticism and stubbornness from them both.

[weirdgirlsparrow]

i hope we see rebecca again soon i need to see her role in hero's life more then i need oxygen

[shinechermont]

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY (in my country, at least)

Have a picture of Phemto's family to celebrate

OG Decibat design by Undertale Yellow

Phemto and her yet-to-be-named father by me

[alexalblondo]

Full respect to Belgium for sending a Sex and the City gay in between all these goth lgbtqs

[bi-dykes]

💗 Barbie // Wanda Maximoff ❤️

This Barbie is the Scarlet Witch

[iero]

I told my mom about my LOA from my job and she's not only fine with it, but she's also now trying to encourage me to use that time to go BACK TO CHICAGO because I was, and I'm quoting her here, "happier there."

[kedsandtubesocks]

even when you bare your fangs, you’re reminded he is the strongest…

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

“Wait, are you crying?” Gojo’s voice is amused, colored an almost playful tickled pink and it makes venom pool in your mouth.

He had simply show up in your shared apartment, a blink of an entrance that caught you off guard. Thankfully you had managed to shove a few tears aside and not give him your full attention. Gojo had rattled on and on about his trip for about five minutes without even missing a beat. He prattled like a noisy cat as you tried your best to keep yourself busy. You can’t even remember what he said. All his words couldn’t break through your brain fog and even if they did they might have gotten lost on you anyway.

“No.” You reply as composed as you can, breathing in and out to keep yourself level.

“You’re a bad liar.” He teases bright.

More tears cloud your eyes now. It’s frustrating, trying to deal with him when he gets this way on top of having your emotions running high.

You stay quiet and now start to put away dishes, ignoring him.

“Aw, the silent treatment. Didn’t think you’d play this game.” Now annoyance leaks into his voice and for some reason it breaks you.

“Is everything just a joke to you?” You snap vicious and mean. You whip your face to him as poison soaks through your veins. The anger tastes bitter and infects you fast.

“Look, I had a bad day and I’m upset.” You seethe.

“And you’re here being ridiculous, making jokes and I just need…” You don’t even know what you need. Maybe a lot of things, maybe not enough. But the words clog your throat and you simply glare hard at the blindfolded sorcerer.

“What do you need?” Now Gojo asks with all the level calm and seriousness you’ve heard during missions.

So many options rush in your head.

Stop laughing, go away, don’t leave, talk to me, just stay silent- All collective clusters of too many thoughts that you can’t sort though.

“I don’t know.” You admit through a tear soaked and frustrated voice that cracks.

In a blink a presence emerges besides you. The scent of your laundry detergent that he happily steals, the faintest hint of his body wash that smells of cedar and sandalwood, all of it swirls around you. You deflate and Gojo is there to draw you into his arms with the tenderest touch.

“You don’t have to tell me…” Now it’s Satoru, your boyfriend, speaking. His tone is soft, delicate, reserved only for you. You’ve heard in the middle of the night when he’s come back from missions, when he sheds his godlike mask and shows his true form - a man who simply loves you.

“You don’t even have to know what happened or what you want to do, just…don’t shut me out okay?” Satoru’s voice comforts you softer than you’ve ever heard. “I’m pretty strong ya know? Let me shoulder whatever’s troubling you, even if it’s just for a little bit.”

Your squeeze your eyes hard as hot tears sting fierce but now your arms unravel from your side to wrap around him. Satoru takes this opportunity to immediately clutch onto you tight.

He lets you cry and cry in his embrace until you’re eventually tired out sighing against him.

“I’m sorry I laughed and teased you.” You’re thankful he apologizes.

“It’s okay.” You reply back through messy sniffles.

“You just look so cute that pissed off.” The grin in his voice makes you dryly glare up at him.

“Kidding.” Satoru grins toothy. When you roll your eyes he simply leans down and kisses the top of your head and it simmers you down.

“I can start making dinner for us if you like?” Satoru offers innocently and sweet and his words ignite dread in your body.

“No,” you cough out. “I want to eat tonight thank you.”

“Rude!” He scoffs mock upset. “I’m a great chef!”

“You burnt popcorn and instant ramen to the point the smoke alarm went off and the styrofoam melted.”

“The microwave has been out to get me since the day I moved in here.” Satoru argues deadly serious but it’s enough to make you laugh.

His genuine giggles mix warm with yours. Your tears still linger on your cheeks but a lightness fills your body. It reminds you of opening up a window and feeling a cooling breeze flutter in.

You melt against him, even let your eyes haze over as Satoru rambles on about dinner options.

Suddenly his body curls against you more as if he wants you pull you into his own existence, to truly consume all your pain and shoulder it himself.

He might be Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer. But titles aside, even if he held no powers, he’d still be Satoru - your boyfriend who allows you be as weak you need to be, who remains an unwavering lighthouse for you even as waves threatening to pull you under.

And that is what you’re most grateful for.

“C’mon, let me try to make us instant ramen again! I promise I won’t set off the smoke alarm…maybe!” Even if he does push your limits from time to time.