#i love mother

[andersonfilms]

# she is the most beautiful woman ever, argue w the wall

[wickedwitchofthesouth]

Dean is Castiels Gold Rush. Castiel is Dean's state of grace. Castiel is mirrorball. Dean is this is me trying. CASTIEL IS FOOLISH ONE. DEAN IS THE 1

[annikasevenshots]

RAFFI + BEING THE LEADER Of THE SEVEN PROTECTION SQUAD: S03E09 vs S03E10

please tag as "flashing gif" if reblogging!

[taylor-swift-13-1989]

this tiktok gets me every time😭

@taylorswift @taylornation

[spencerbleds0e]

I cant. Not the fake “Bi I’m Cirie.” “Hi I’m Jared.” 💀

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

the energy of mystery is calling me... I hear the woods and they tell me Ochun is calling me.. my mother is calling me home.

I see you, I hear you, I am you.. my mother is telling me to see her. there is much to find in these times.

my mission is stronger it is so divine.....

there is something pulling speed so I know its time.

my mother awaits me so I take this moment to shine.

[starrysharks]

ghanaian miku

[wildbasil]

things haven't been great but i think they will be. eventually 🌻🌼🩷

[bruciemilf]

Okay. But when Bruce discovers Talia knew Jason was alive? That she knew his child was the man under the red hood. His boy.

Oh.

Jason’s met and memorized every facet of Bruce Wayne. He knows Bruce by the way his eyes melt when he looks at him, to the hard lines of his cowl. He knows where Bruce starts and Batman ends.

When Bruce rips off his cowl to give her the deepest glare Jason’s ever seen, he’s reminded there’s no difference. Fear hits his stomach when he swallows,

“Hey, old man, don’t fucking blame HER. She has NO obligation to you—“

Bruce’s eyes are unblinking, wide, jumping from her frozen form to him. And Jason’s suddenly 10 again, running from hungry stray dogs cornering him in a place with no exit.

Bruce’s voice is shadow and whisper, “Quiet.”

“…Okay.”

“Damian,” he rasps, pointing at the small figure with dark hair and green eyes, who looks at neither of them. He looks at Talia. Jason thinks it’s fair. He’s never seen her scared, either. “Car. Cave. Stay. “

There’s something incredibly bitter in Jason when he just does. Doesn’t ask. Doesn’t rebel. He wants to, with every fiber and matter and crumb in his body. And his body says no.

He grabs Damian like he’s an angry cat, not the small assassin he knew since he was born. He doesn’t look back. He doesn’t want to, he realizes.

“Did you know?” Bruce asks, such a deadly calm to him, too calm for the winter in his eyes. Talia would’ve preferred a blade to the neck.

She can’t meet his eye. Almost like if she doesn’t face his hatred, his disapproval, his disappointment, it doesn’t count. “I did. “

“…Whatever you do,” she’d take it as pity if he didn’t sound repulsed , “you’re still his daughter.”

[noirandchocolate]

Several weeks ago one of my coworkers called me over into her cubicle and gave me a very unexpected gift. Her mother passed away recently, and she'd been packing stuff up at her condo to give to relatives and sell, so the home could be sold. The mother was an avid knitter and crocheter, and when my coworker came upon her stash of equipment, she told me, she "immediately thought of me as someone who might get some use out of it."

So, I have inherited a varied collection of knitting needles and crochet hooks, cable needles, sewing needles, and, best of all, now-out-of-print pattern books, mostly for blankets, because that was what this lady loved to make most. Plus, I also have a bunch of gauge swatches she made, pinned to little bits of card covered in perfect schoolteacher handwriting setting out the patterns they were made to test.

And also...

My coworker brought another bag, full of yarn and...knitted blanket squares. Her mother's last started project, before she got too sick to continue. And she asked if there was anything I could do with it.

It turned out, there are twelve completed squares, and I quickly located the pattern book they are from amid those given to me. It's a book of 60 patterns, meant to be put together however the maker wishes into blankets of 20 squares. I figured out which of the numbered patterns were already made, and selected eight more that I thought might go well with them.

So now! I am working on completing! My coworker's mother's last knitting project!

And I really am feeling very good about doing it.

[soldierboys]

THE BOYS 4.02 Life Among the Septics

[eaissilyy]

A kinder mother would sure seek her sons, even if it was her who abandoned them.

(Just a Thought of Marika in ragged clothes and covered in veil, unfortunately didn’t hide her grace, descending down to the shunning ground she made to cage her rage and grief from the time long past, just to see her sons who she refused to hold and look at their births. SADLY THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED AHUGHGAHHHHH)

[verkomy]

quick 60s ineffable wives fanart

you can get a print here: inprnt!   

[sloanslone]

Mother and son (queen and prince)🥹🩵

Haven't drawn them in awhile honestly...

When Tele gets hurt 🤕🥺

(trying a new drawing style btw)

[okaydiscount]

based off a headcanon that scout's ma is part of the mafia :)

[thefrsers]

#they been knew