#LIKE WTF MOTHER??!

[mindthewitch]

asked my mother if she'd be a homewrecker, no judgement, and she said she already was?? she was in a secret relationship with some lady's husband for EIGHT YEARS after she divorced my dad and just NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT IT UNTIL NOW?? and then she goes into detail about how she accidentally ruined their marriage but she was a shit wife anyways? and the lady was calling my mom's work to complain about her fucking her husband to MY MOMS BOSS?? like hello? it's her world and I'm just living in it?

[garlicboyart]

saint of self

[erinwantstowrite]

i think im not a fan of what dc keeps doing with jason because they keep having him, the abused, become an abuser in some way shape or form. and the classism they don't want to talk about (i am being so for real there is a genuine problem of both writers and readers who do not understand jason's background and it pissed me off so bad because it always shapes their opinion of him in the wrong way and they don't care to even try to listen). and how if they were going to have him come back they should have had delved into his identity crisis and the inherent horror of coming back but not knowing how or why or what to do about it and not knowing what you were doing while dead and having to deal with time jumping forward on you and the fact that you will never get the time back and no one will he the same as they were before you died and how isolating and lonely that would be. and they also definitely weren't prepared for the fact that jason was grieving his life and his death and his hopes for his mother and his dad who didn't get there in time and the dc writers are fucking cowards. which brings me to my next point: why do we keep listening to them about shit because they are quite literally always fighting with each other and projecting their own personal biases into characters (i.e. making them worse than they are/2 dimensional/trying to make them iredeemable so their favorite character gets to shine) and also they are all freaks of nature with a consistent problem of being God Awful People who why would we trust them with these characters. jason todd they don't get you like i do

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 76

Tim has no idea whether to laugh or cry. Bruce sends him away from Gotham to stay safe from Red Hood, yet who is standing there, in the Titan Tower, but the man himself. And if he was attacking or something then fine, he could deal with it. But no, the man is standing there, in the kitchen, cooking like it’s an everyday thing. Like sure he’s cooking angrily and Tim swears he can see some sort of eye glow in the helmet, but it’s not like he’s actually threatening any of them?? The literal crime lord has been hissing about them not having any food and being out of medical supplies and who decided to leave a bunch of teens alone to take care of themselves. Which. Rude, he’s been taking care of himself for years, and both Raven and Beast Boy have too! What type of scheme is this?!

Jason was going to go through with his attack on the Tower, he really was. But seriously, they didn’t even have any medical supplies, their cupboards were practically empty of food, and they didn’t even have any cleaning supplies. For fuck’s sake he’d gotten in so easily and it was a giant tower shaped like a T- everyone knew where it was! Honestly it’s not his fault the pit rage went from being pissed to the literal child- which uh, huh he’ll have to freak out about that later- to raging about how he took better care of the alley kids than the heroes were taking care of their kids so guess whose going to have to fucking step up! 

[if-i-look-straight-look-again]

I’m as enchanted by the lesbianism as the next queer person on this app but WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT EVERYONE THINKING THAT LORNA’S BALLAD DID NOT WORK WHEN ALL ALONG IT WAS A PROTECTION SPELL AND THE ONLY REASON ALICE IS ALIVE IS BECAUSE HER MOTHER BECAME A ROCKSTAR SO THE SONG WOULD ALWAYS BE PLAYING SOMEWHERE ARGHHHHH

[shewaslikeasunflower]

WAIT I DONT REMMEBER EVER SENDING THIS??????

CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG, THIS ART IS ALL THE WAY BACK FROM AROUND EARLY MARCH 2024

[tofumilkbread]

I think I have a thing for manwhores who are doomed by the narrative, have a shit relationship with their family due to misunderstandings, have died/faked it as teenagers before coming back, are villains, want to kill their fathers for all the right reasons and are fucking hot as fuck.

[felix-lupin]

In Coraline, there’s a recurring theme with names and identity, and I personally don't think it's talked about enough. 

(As a note, this is dealing largely with the book, not the movie, although there are some hints of this theme in the movie as well)

Coraline’s neighbors constantly get her name wrong, calling her “Caroline” and not “Coraline”, to which she persistently corrects them. Despite her attempts, they never get it right, until chapter 10, in which Mr Bobo (Mr Bobinsky) finally gets it right.

"It's Coraline, Mister Bobo," said Coraline. "Not Caroline. Coraline." "Coraline," said Mr Bobo, repeating her name to himself with wonderment and respect. "Very good, Coraline."

It should be noted that, until this chapter, Coraline did not know Mr Bobo’s name either. In fact, it had never even occurred to her that he had a name. Up until then, she had just been thinking of him as “the crazy old man upstairs”, not as a person with a name. This moment, with her learning his name and him getting her name right, is a moment of genuine understanding and connection between the two, humanizing them both to each other.

Coraline’s other neighbors get her name wrong, which is representative of them not listening when she says anything, really, such as her telling Miss Spink and Forcible that her parents are missing and them literally not even acknowledging it at all??

"How are your dear mother and father?" asked Miss Spink. "Missing," said Coraline. "I haven't seen either of them since yesterday. I'm on my own. I think I've probably become a single child family." "Tell your mother that we found the Glasgow Empire press clippings we were telling her about. She seemed very interested when Miriam mentioned them to her." "She's vanished under mysterious circumstances," said Coraline, "and I believe my father has as well." "I'm afraid we'll be out all day tomorrow, Caroline lovely," said Miss Forcible. "We'll be staying with April's niece in Royal Tunbridge Wells."

Mr Bobo gets her name right after being corrected (only after being corrected alongside her using his name, mind you, showcasing her making an effort to listen to and understand him as well), which is representative of him actually making an attempt to listen and understand her. This point is further illustrated by a conversation Coraline had with the Other Mr Bobo in chapter 10.

As Coraline entered he began to talk. "Nothing's changed, little girl," he said, his voice sounding like the noise dry leaves make as they rustle across a pavement. "And what if you do everything you swore you would? What then? Nothing's changed. You'll go home. You'll be bored. You'll be ignored. No one will listen to you, not really listen to you. You're too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don't even get your name right."

He equates those in the real world not getting Coraline’s name right with them not listening to her, and fundamentally not understanding who she is. So, somebody getting her name right, then, shows them actually listening to her, and being willing to understand who she is.

The mice in the real world know more than they should be able to know, and they also get Coraline’s name right.

"The message is this. Don't go through the door." He paused. "Does that mean anything to you?" "No," said Coraline. The old man shrugged. "They are funny, the mice. They get things wrong. They got your name wrong, you know. They kept saying Coraline. Not Caroline. Not Caroline at all."

They seem to know about the other world, somehow, on some level, and the dangers it presents. Them getting her name right represents them knowing more than they should know, more than they are told. Animals in general seem to have this type of quality in Coraline, actually.

The cat does not have a name. It says so in chapter 4, that cats do not need names. It says that this is because cats know who they are. But humans need names, because they do not.

"Please. What's your name?" Coraline asked the cat. "Look, I'm Coraline. OK?" The cat yawned softly, carefully, revealing a mouth and tongue of astounding pinkness. "Cats don't have names," it said. "No?" said Coraline. "No," said the cat. "Now, you people have names. That's because you don't know who you are. We know who we are, so we don't need names."

The cat shook its head. "No," it said. "I'm not the other anything. I'm me." It tipped its head on one side; green eyes glinted. "You people are spread all over the place. Cats, on the other hand, keep ourselves together. If you see what I mean."

This shows that, in humans, names are connected to our identities and who we are. Names are used to individualize and distinguish ourselves from each other. But cats do not need names to recognize each other, or be recognized.

"Oh. It's you," she said to the black cat. "See?" said the cat. "It wasn't so hard recognising me, was it? Even without names."

With or without names, it is still the same cat.

During the Other Miss Spink and Forcible’s performance, in chapter 4, they begin quoting Shakespeare. The specific quotes that they use are interesting to me when looked at under this lens of the importance of names, especially Miss Forcible’s.

"What's in a name?" asked Miss Forcible. "That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

"I know not how to tell thee who I am," said Miss Spink to Miss Forcible.

Now, of course, this is just them quoting Shakespeare. But. Why these quotes specifically? They’re at the very least notable when discussing Coraline’s recurring theme of names. Especially the quote about the rose. It makes me think of what the cat said earlier, about how cats are sure of who they are so they don’t need names, about how Coraline didn’t need the cat’s name to be able to recognize it for who/what it was.

But, of course, this does not apply for humans. We need our names to be able to know ourselves, to be able to tell others who they are.

In chapter 6, Coraline wakes up and is disoriented. This disorientation is compared to the feeling one might experience upon being suddenly pulled out of a daydream. In this comparison, forgetting one’s name is equated with forgetting who one is and where one is.

Sometimes Coraline would forget who she was while she was daydreaming that she was exploring the Arctic, or the Amazon rainforest, or darkest Africa, and it was not until someone tapped her on the shoulder or said her name that Coraline would come back from a million miles away with a start, and all in the fraction of a second have to remember who she was, and what her name was, and that she was even there at all. Now there was the sun on her face, and she was Coraline Jones. Yes.

The ghost children have also forgotten their names, and with it most of who they were. In chapter 7, when Coraline is locked behind the mirror in the Other World, one of the ghost children says that names are the first things that one forgets after death.

"Who are you?" whispered Coraline. "Names, names, names," said another voice, all faraway and lost. "The names are the first thing to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names. I still keep pictures in my mind of my governess on some May morning, carrying my hoop and stick, and the morning sun behind her, and all the tulips bobbing in the breeze. But I have forgotten the name of my governess, and of the tulips too." "I don't think tulips have names," said Coraline. "They're just tulips." "Perhaps," said the voice sadly. "But I have always thought that these tulips must have had names. They were red, and orange-and-red, and red-and-orange-and-yellow, like the embers in the nursery fire of a winter's evening. I remember them."

The ghost children may have their memories, but they have largely forgotten who they were. They may remember their tulips, and certain strong memories, but there is very, very little left of them, and they have forgotten who they once were, they have forgotten their names.

"That is why we could not leave here, when we died. She kept us, and she fed on us, until now we're nothing left of ourselves, only snakeskins and spider-husks. Find our secret hearts, young mistress."

"She will take your life and all you are and all you care'st for, and she will leave you with nothing but mist and fog. She'll take your joy. And one day you'll awake and your heart and soul will have gone. A husk you'll be, a wisp you'll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten."

The Other Mother stole their hearts and their souls and their selves. She stole who they were away from them, their identities and names and the names of those they loved, leaving nothing in her wake.

The same ghost that talked about the tulips and the names of the tulips struggles to answer when Coraline asks their gender, as well, and when they do eventually give an answer they seem somewhat unsure of it, as shown by the word choice of “perhaps” and “I believe”

"A boy, perhaps, then," continued the one whose hand she was holding. "I believe I was once a boy." And it glowed a little more brightly in the darkness of the room behind the mirror.

(I personally take this quote, specifically it "glow[ing] a little more brightly" after coming to this conclusion, to mean either that the ghost is happy at realizing that he was once a boy, or even to mean that he has become somewhat more tangible upon this realization; upon remembering something about his self, and his identity.)

As an aside, it's noteworthy to me that we never learn the Other Mother’s true name. She is simply “The Other Mother” and “The Beldam.” Never is an actual name applied to her, only titles. We do not truly know who, or what, she is. Beings without names are shrouded in mystery (or should i say mist-ery). The ghost children are benevolent mysterious beings, the cat is an ambivalent-leaning-helpful mysterious being, and the other mother is a distinctly malevolent mysterious being.

"Who are you?" asked Coraline. "I'm your other mother," said the woman.

"She?" "The one who says she's your other mother," said the cat. "What is she?" asked Coraline. The cat did not answer, just padded through the pale mist beside Coraline.

But in conclusion, names in Coraline are extremely important. I’m sure there’s probably more that I'm missing, and feel free to add onto this, but basically—

People need names to know and remember who they are, and forgetting one’s name is the first step to losing the rest of who one is. Names humanize a person; with a name, they are less shrouded in mystery, more clear.

Knowing somebody's name helps one connect to and better understand that person; it is the first step in getting to know them and see them as a full person, the transition from “the crazy man upstairs” to “Mr Bobo”. Names, to people at least, are one of the fundamental building blocks of who we are.

[bajaja-blast]

finally finished this fucking book

it took me almost a year because it’s so hard to get through oh my GODS

[pklonginus]

faces are hard send help

[baeshijima]

hsr devs what is this assassination attempt against me do u hate me that much?

[sophiejanefostersilver]

The photos really bad, but I literally cried when i saw this sweater (in reality it looks just like neil's)

[delilahsturniolo]

hii hiiii!!! before 2024 ends, i just wanted to say a few things and shout out a few special people!

i just wanted to say, this year was a huge year for me. my mental health improved so much, i made so many friends and achieved many goals i made for myself. i started this blog in july of this year and began to pursue my passion for writing, i didn’t expect to receive so much love for only my first piece of writing.

in a matter of months, i gained 1000+ followers and many mutuals on here, and i wrote over 50 fics, including a series. for me, tumblr feels like a second family, a place where i can yap and write about whatever without feeling uncomfy in the slightest. i lost a few friends, but i gained so many amazing ones on this platform, i fell in and out of love, and i learned a lot about myself and improved as a person. and i am so extremely grateful for all the support, i feel overwhelmed with love and i am so absolutely blessed to feel that way.

of course, i overcame many obstacles this year. whether it was completing something challenging for school, feeling negative about myself in some way, not feeling motivated to write or do anything at all, and more. whatever it was, i pushed through and overcame it, learning from those obstacles and mistakes i made, which was a huge improvement for me this year.

i am so grateful for all of you, thank you for supporting me and showing me so much love, i can’t even begin to express my gratitude, words cannot describe how much i love this community.

anyways, here are a few people that i wanted to shout out!

@mattscoquette — rylee!! you were the first person i followed and my inspiration to start my blog. i love yapping to you in your inbox, your presence on tumblr genuinely gives the community such a positive spark, i love you and i’m so glad to call you my mutual.

@bernardsbendystraws — roseeee omg, i’m not even kidding when i say i bust to all of your fics. you are an amazing person and i feel so comfortable talking to you, i love you so much, you are part of the reason why i started writing!

@phone4pills — PHORA MY HEARTT. i love you SO much it hurts me, every time i see a notification from you i moan out loud 😭 like genuinely you are so kind and fun to interact with, and omfg your au’s bring me to life. i love you!

@mattslolita — where do i even begin?? lilly you were one of my first tumblr friends :( you are genuinely so special to me, my heart feels so warm every time i talk and interact with you, thank you for being kind to me ilysm !!

@strnilolover — GABBYY!! i have said this before but your writing makes me fucking ascend into the heavens. i love your blog and i feel so comfortable knowing i can talk to you about anything ilyy!!

@mattsdolll — emmmaaa! your blog is the cutest ever :( u are seriously one of the sweetest people i know i wanna give you the biggest hug ever i love you so much!

@chrisweetheart — lia my love! i love you so so much, you’ve always supported me and i seriously appreciate you more than you know, you are so kind and sweet and special ily!!

@hearts4werka — VERAAAA! i LOVE interacting with you, you are so fun to talk to and your writing is absolutely incredible, you need to write a book asap. you have such a sweet soul and i love youuuu!

@st9rniolo — ryleigh, i can’t even make one of these without including you. you are so supportive on every single one of my creations and that means so much to me. you are truly so special to me and i love you !

@secretlocket — brie i love u sm :( you are the absolute cutest person ever, sunshine!reader is probably one of my favorite au’s ever without question. you and your whole blog just brings me sm joy!

@55sturn — star baby i love you with my whole heart. :( i look up to you so much, i actually let out the most bloodcurdling scream when i saw we were mutuals LOLL. anywayyy i luv uuuu !!

and most importantly, thank YOU! if you’re reading this, i appreciate you so much, more than you’ll ever know. and i’m talking about every single one of you. each and every single one of my anons, followers, mutuals, readers, absolutely everyone. i wouldn’t be where i am today without all of you. thank you for an amazing year, i hope everyone has a safe and healthy new year!!

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

don’t have the energy to make an entire reaction/thoughts post for this week, but I will say

“You… good?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Got your crossbow?”

“Yup.”

“Sure you can carry those supplies?”

“Yes.”

“Stay close. It’s easy to get lost in this terrain.”

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

I made this post before we knew Focalors and Furina were different people, and the fact I still find it accurate to Focalors but not Local Fatui Harbinger Fucker Furina is rly funny to me

It is my humble opinion that Focalors and Arlecchino WOULD argue about who is worse for Furina, tho

[sly-fin]

Godwyn the Golden: Prince of Death

I don’t know why but death and godwyn lore in elden ring has enraptured me the past week. My favorite theory is that while his soul is dead, his mind/brain along with his body is still alive and he’s aware of what’s happening to him. It’s so perfectly fucked up.

Face close up under the cut