#bemother

[tragicallycrispygirl]

dont play this fucking game at 2am... scary shit happens...

[greenyvertekins]

F U N.

It's all about T H E F U N. Anyway, Bemoth originally had a very different design that was scrapped because it didn't make sense in the setting. Its design was a Chao.

[perblog]

nergie bemoth

[justalittlenote]

Lama gak munculin nih muka... Setelah selfie, baru sadar kalau udah bertambah tua... 😂😂😂 So, dibikin black & white aja, biar kerutan di wajah tak nampak di muka... 😂😂😂 . . . Now, I'm a Mom of 1 son & 1 daughter... 👩👩👩 Fighting...!!! 👦👶 #myself #selfie #self #amom #mom #momlife #bemother #bestrongmother #byRW #RWcreation #RWpictures #RWcollections

[reversewerewolf]

volcarona and frosmoth are fiancées

[wonderlandinluna]

Petrichor

Leafs blow off the branch into the winds leaving only a bare tree behind it. The sun Sets as the gray clouds rest above the small town. Doors shut. Windows opened. Fires going and the sound of laughter can be heard from the Town houses. Golden lights pour out into the fogy streets. Nothing is heard other then the sound of heels hitting puddles on stone, and the sound of faint rain drops on a umbrella.

Red copper like hair can be seen from under the umbrella. The girl that everyone knows but doesn't always see, Sally finklestien. Sally was on a walk after a nasty memory coming back to haunt Sally and thought fresh air would help put her mind at ease. Sadly, it didn't work as well as it used too. Nothing really worked out like it used too. Sally found out not to long ago. The sound of laughing children didn't make her lips curl up like they used too. The smell of simply going out side didn't get her excited like it used too. The sight of the graveyard no longer made her feel at ease. She missed it, alot. She had since moved out since the Christmas disaster into a small house a little ways next to the graveyard. She was finally free. A other thing to happen is that she now worked and had a bigger part in the Halloween festivities. She was thankful. She now didn't have to worry about being back in a half hour to her own home. That was calming.

But something was still wrong. Sally no matter how much she tried to rid herself of that thought it came back. She tried to out the negatives with positives. She now had a better relationship with the doctor. She has friends. She had a home. She had her own shop! But no matter how hard she tried, something or someone felt like it was missing. And whatever that something or someone is, it caused something in her to change. She was still Sally, but she wasn't The right version of Sally. At least, not the version she wanted herself to be. She felt a little empty, maybe even a little sad. Not to long ago, she started to have nightmares. Sometimes it was of Oogie. Sometimes it was of him. Other times it be herself, but a vision of what might become of her if this feeling keeps up. The walk she's taking right now is because she took a little too long of a nap and ended up screaming in her sewing shop about oogie with no one but herself Inside.

She was do tired of things. She just, she really just wanted to know what was feeling and she really missed him...

Sally before she knew it was at the graveyard gate. She had been given a key to the graveyard since she basically had to go inside to get to her house. Sally sighed and was about to look though her purse when her hand push opened the gate. Sally hummed in surprise but figured it was Bemoth and James gathering up pumpkins for this year's Halloween celebration and forgot to lock the gate. She pushed the gate father open and stumbled inside. Continuing on to her little walk to her house. Sally was a little upset that her heels were getting full of mud and really considered just wiping a grave down and sitting on it waiting till she saw fit to walk on it. She looked down to Check what damage the mud had caused her shoes when she bumped into something tall. A deep yelp could be heard as she gasped and almost fell. Her umbrella flew and Before she could even comprehend what just happened Two ands came and pulled her towards it.

"Are you alright.?" A voice asked.

Oh no.

Sally slowly looked up to see two eye sockets starring down at her. The face smiled at her. "Sally! What a wonderfully beautiful surprise!" Jack cheered. Sally couldn't help but smile. "Hello Jack." Her voice came quietly. "It's been awhile, how are you sal?" Jack said with much joy. Sally loved that. She loved him. But focusing on the question she answered. " I'm just a little tired." It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't The truth either. Jack made an face before shaking his head. "Sally Are you sure your just "tired"?, you have bags under your eyes and your eyes are all watery." Jack replied putting his hand on Sally's cheek. She really did look Sad. Jack took this I'm right away. Her eyes had dark bags under them and Sally looked like she had just got done with crying"I'm fine Jack, really." Sally said putting on a smile. Jack was about to say something when Sally cut him off "What are you doing out here though Jack? Thought you enjoy the rain from inside." Jack hesitated before answering. "I wanted to see you actually. I missed you greatly and just wanted to say hi, but I saw you weren't home yet and I was heading to your shop to see if you were there." Jack confessed. Sally felt her heart melting. Oh why does the Halloween lords have too make her suffer with an adorable caring skeleton.? Sally wished she could tell him everything. She really did. It was scary being by herself when those nightmares happened. It was sad that she had no one to talk to. It was lonely. Jack made her feel so special it hurt. She really loves him. But what would he say? Would he hate her? Would everything turn gray? The thoughts grow and Sally buried her head in is chest. It starts to overwhelm her. Jack was a little surprised but started comforting her right away when she started to cry. "Sally?" He called out gently "J-Jack." Sally whispered voice breaking. Jack gently started to hug her and rock her on his feet. "Whats wrong?" Jack asked as softly as he could. The rain slowed. He felt tears and raindrops hit him and Sally as they stood there. "I..I" Sally stopped and put both her hands around he's neck. And putting her head on his shoulder. Giving him a hug. Jack hugged back. No word or sudden movements were made in those moments. Jack would wait however long if it means she felt better. They stood there for 30 minutes till Sally unhooked her arms and lifted her head. Jack meet her eyes and gently slithered his hands to her waist. Sally inhales slowly before exhaling and frowning.

"I love you jack."

The world stood still. Nothing felt real. Jack stood in shock mouth agape as he looked at Sally. Sally stood patiently waiting for his honest answer. She decided that if she tells him if will at least lift some weight off her shoulders. Jack's arms slowly let go of her waist.

Just to kiss her. Jack realized this love for her on Christmas, he wanted to tell her but the fear of breaking an friendship so important like this made him scared... He put his hand on her cheek. And the other one in the back of her head. He kisses her on her temple,cheek, and nose before looking at her for permission to kiss her lips. Oh how he wanted this.. Sally blushes and nods as her arms hook around Jack's neck again slowly bringing them closer together. The rain had stopped. There lips meant in a soft kiss. It lasted a few minutes. Jack and Sally broke the kiss of gently. Sally smiled. She loves him, He loves her. Jack looked at the sky smiling.

"The smell of petrichor. The smell after the rain."

[celestialsmessy1]

Bonfire

Prompt: 11/6

From: @gingerrose-hub

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Fire crackled against the ink night sky weaving patterns of intricate stories amongst its ember lights. The smell of smoke permeated the air as the party winded down. Members of the Resistance had been quietly slipping away, tired from finally winning a war. Their lead poster woman, Rey had left hours ago with a flimsy excuse to check on "the wounded".

Everyone had exchanged glances behind her back. The whole camp knew she planned to sneak over to see the battered, barely conscience large man who came in with the other First Order captives. Nobody knew who he was or how he knew the last practicing jedi but the freckled face woman protected him with her life. Rose had sat in the mess hall earlier, listening to Kaydel speculate the man's identity. She'd hardly paid attention and she'd hardly cared. If Rey was in love with that tall bemoth of a man then that was her business. At the moment Rose had larger, pressing questions she needed resolved, including why her walking shadow had requested her as an escort.

Armitage Hux. He was a surly bastard, her looming shadow, always insisting he could do most things without her help even though his shackles prevented half of his hand function.

"The night is quiet." He murmured pulling her out of her thoughts.

Rose glanced to the man beside her, admiring his profile in the bonfire's light. The russet of flames challenged that of his hair. Golden eyebrows scrunched in disbelief.

"What?" She asked curiously.

"How do you stand it Major Tico?"

"Stand what?"

"Nature. The people. The quiet void where you find yourself not becoming the victor?"

Rose studied his face, fully turning her body to him. "It's all about others. Other people make the world go round."

He snorted at her response, glancing up to at the starless sky. "Such naivete in a group of rebels. How do you do it?"

His voice was far away, naked..... tired. Again the light from the quelling fire enhanced his gaunt face, his cheeks looking more pronounced. "It's called trust and love. You might learn a thing or two if you ever used those emotions."

Now his body shifted toward hers. "And who's going to teach that to me Major Tico?"

A perfectly shaped eyebrow haughty rose. "You?"

A passing thought popped into her head that said Yes, I will if you let me. She didn't get him, why was he always so maddening. What left was there for him to prove? Why couldn't he accept that the First Order lost and be rehabilitated or at the very least repentant? She glanced at the Bonfire, It's embers dying and floating to the stars. Rose wondered briefly if Paige and her parents could see her now, what would they say. She knew her momma would laugh and remind her to be kind to everyone. That included snotty, polished, ex-murders, she supposed.

Rose let the blanket of night cover her and her reluctant partner as silence followed. She wouldn't let this man infuriate her. She just couldn't. "I might, General. I might."

[its-commander-thorn-yall]

Peck seems to need a moment to think before he responds, brows furrowing.

"mmm, I think something 'it me." He says eventually.

"Yeah, a speeder hit you. You're damn luck you only fell two levels, di'kut." There is a voice from a nearby trooper; one of the members of tornado squad who had apparently stayed with Peck. His voice is full of false annoyance which poorly masks the concern underneath.

Peck turns to the trooper and if only just remembering he was there.

"Jaaassss! When did... Wait, you said that already."

"Why did a speeder hit you?", Thorn bursts out with concern but then remembers how he didn't like it when everybody bemothered him when he stole the quill for Scribe so he tones his temper down quickly.

"How are you feeling now?"

[drarrylover4life]

Done Drarry

Everyone loves Harry, why wouldn’t they he saved them. So now it’s time to save Harry, Right? Harry is done with it. Everyone is acting like a set of parents. Okay he gets that he hasn’t got any but he has the weaslys, he doesn’t need 20 pairs more. Harry tried to get away from everything so he walked out into muggle London and goes to the very first bar he sees. When he downed 3 beers in 20 minutes a guy starts talking to him. “Being a hero becoming to much Potter?!” Harry turns around and sees a Draco with black dyed hair? He stares into Draco’s grey orbs and says “yes” they form a bond. And go from weekly visits to the bar with eachother. To daily visits to Draco’s apartment to weekly visits to the local grocery store for their appartment. Now Draco is the one to bemother Harry and Harry doesn’t mind it one bit.

[beevean]

Sonic And The Secret Rings

Captain Bemoth (Blue On The Run)

[orumdesign]

ORUM | fazendo história Primeira ministra da Nova Zelândia @jacindaardern leva a família para a assembleia da ONU. #feminismo #feminist #empowering #forallwomankind #bemother #bewoman #jacindaardern #newzeland #newfamilies #feminism #femalerights #slowliving #slowfashion #wellness #zen (em New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoJnHMgHfX3/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14zu0ocqxm2w

[greenyvertekins]

This boss is surprisingly gory. Bemoth spurts purple blood every time you yank on one of his horns. It's a testament to Storybook!Sonic's savagery lol. He's like an angry little Jack Russel.

[lyrics724]

Mother of Muses

Mother of Muses sing for meSing of the mountains and the deep dark seaSing of the lakes and the nymphs of the forestSing your hearts out, all your women of the chorusSing of honor and fate and glory beMother of Muses sing for me Mother of Muses sing for my heartSing of a love too soon to departSing of the heroes who stood aloneWhose names are engraved on tablets of stoneWho struggled with pain so…

[sleepy-cat-in-blog]

When it comes to sleeping, it becomes a little difficult for a would-bemother to sleep comfortably with a regular pillow. To keep her relaxed and get a good night sleep, pregnancy pillows are important. Pregnancy pillows are the body pillows with breathable fabric that have soft fibre stuffed in it and are hypoallergenic in nature.

[hammingbird3434]

AHAPPYBIRTHDAY❣️myson! He likes some sweets🧡 Happy bemother to me. Thanks,Kaito!! Thank you.everybody!! ＃お誕生日は絶対ケーキ🍰 #しかも＃チョコレート＃一個に決め兼ねてる姿が可愛い😍＃だから2個＃ニコニコ＃いつも息子に甘い私＃ママ12歳＃みんなのおかげです (Tokyo, Japan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAlsn9tg3lsXc3sFH4CcjQwQvDIbGYUX3QwKXU0/?igshid=1hwre5zrbaxst

[ncncriminalway-a]

THE O B S E R V E R ;; analytical, detached, self sufficient

b a s i c s;;

Name:  Jonathan Murphy ( Aka John, aka Murphy ) Age: 19 Major: Culinary Arts Fraternity: Azgeda

b i o g r a p h y;;

Life never was quite easy for the Murphy family, but they managed and they had each other. Parents were madly in love with each other, son was a bit of a troublemaker but not so much they couldn't handle it. Things were great. Perfect even. He had friends at Highschool, not too close. Clarke Griffin was one of them. Begrudgingly, Raven Reyes was one of them too. Life went okay. Until, well. You get to the point where it doesn't. He's about twelve, maybe. Thirteen almost? He gets sick, his father goes out late at night to go to the night shop in the hopes of getting something for his son there. He ends up coming between some nasty shit. He gets shot. He dies. Mother is inconsolable. She starts drinking to cope with the loss of her true love. Kid gets neglected and learns to survive on his own. Mother starts blaming kid, kid becomes violent at school and around. Detaches himself from people. Starts believing it. Things go down the drain. Friends are lost.

When he's eighteen, his mother ends up dying. He gets in a bar fight and gets beaten half to death by picking the wrong person to fight with. Abby Griffin finds him in the hospital and hears about what's going on in his life. They figure out the death of his mother and she takes Murphy under her wing for a little while. A little while, however, becomes just forever. With no place to go, he remains with Abby and Clarke Griffin and grows to care for them in his own troubled ways. Eventually, he is sent to Groundview by Abby in hopes of him managing to move on with life. Once there, he becomes a part of Azgeda, fights a lot, remains a sassy, snarky, sarcastic asshole with a little bit too many issues and a little bit too hard to gather friends. But he finds it perfect that way. He doesn't WANT friends.

p e r s o n a l i t y;;

Likes: Cooking, fighting, stargazing, a little bit of chaos, parties, doing shit he's not supposed to do, coming out of things unscathed, winning, not getting  caught doing shit he's not supposed to do.

Dislikes: His mother, his life in general, the irony of everything, not winning, ending up on the losing side, getting too drunk to remember shit, getting too emotional, things not going the way he wants them to, the concept of love.

Traits: issues, snarky, sarcastic, fite me attitude, devil may care attitude, witty, smart, knows how to survive, street smart, great pretender at how he feels.

c o n n e c t i o n s;;

@triedtobcgood started seeing her as a somewhat annoying sister gets alll is2g ur not my mother on clarke whenever she tries to bemother him.

@amongthcwreck got this weird i tolerate you vibe around the other, they shared a night in jail once after a bar fight gone wrong.

@anditsxsorrows they don’t get along but for the sake of-- no, lbr they just dont get along and they’ll show each other damn who’s close to them.

@madefighter known her since highschool, they always get in each other’s hairs, always snarling and snapping yet tolerating each other at the same time. got a love hate thing going on. she tends to drunk stumble into his room and demand food.

@notreallyablackwell he flirts with her and hangs around her mostly cause it pisses klaus the fuck off. he also might enjoy her company a bit. at times.

@seesgood calls her out on her bullshit, wont deny she is a beauty and strong and passionate in her own right. just is painfully blunt with her. she probably gets irritated a lot by him.