#mama!graves

[pampanope]

Can you draw the shadows with Grandpa Russel the opossum?

No pressure. I know you probably get a million requests a day. But also, Opossum Graves.

T141: Our mascot is a well trained military dog with field experience and is a God Boy.

Graves; -holds up opossum- We found him eating pizza rolls in the trash

The man has a secret soft spot for the creatures 🤷‍♀️

New mascot gets an honorary rank, is fed all the treats, can be seen slowly ambling around base, and shamelessly curls up into unsuspecting Shadows’ laps for cuddles. Russell lives the sweet life✨

[hitokshellart]

Okay Pride Month's over go back to the cave 🫵

(ft. @djpachipikachu graves Leo, @ashykneecaps6 Des Leo and @v-albion True Colors Leo bc I thought the cameo was funny ☝️)

[cod-dump]

Price, filling out a report: God, why the fuck are you like this?

Graves: Have you considered that I’m just a chaotic, evil son of a bitch who doesn’t need a reason?

Price: Hearing how you refer to your mother? Now I have

Graves: Mother? Oh no she’s a lovely woman. Strong, beautiful, raised cattle her whole life and went to church every Sunday. I’m talking about my father

Price: Ah, fair enough *resumes writing*

[djpachipikachu]

draw big mama fat and My Life Is Yours

anyways my scuffed hc design for her

extra detail of her other spider eyes being under her big eyes

also stupid comic with yuichi and her bc their dynamic is like . shitty manager who keeps calling u in to cover shifts 5min before the shift starts and u literally have no choice but to go

[bridgerton-bard]

You just know that if it would be socially acceptable for Violet to commission a portrait of the happy couple and herself posed like this in front of them, she absolutely would.

[clarkgriffon]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 7x01 | “Lessons” 

[gravesfill]

thinking of phillip graves and how his love language is touch. pats on the backs and cupping the nape and bumping arms and ruffling hair and always going in for handshakes or side hugs ... ugh shut up the man you are. of course you're southern

[aqours]

there's a lot of ways to read and interpret tcoaal but i think the ultimate takeaway nobody is talking about is "teach proper sex education and how to use condoms or else they might become teen parents unequipped to raise co-dependent toxic kids"

[ormymarius]

how Orvax treated Orm vs how Atlanna treats him

[carterashsart]

Veruca 'Rook' Ingellvar as a foundling in the Necropolis

(Vorgoth can be persuaded to allow two cookies)

[koko-raccoon]

watching bobs burgers for the first time in weeks like "ah this is still the best show ever I see"

[8-rae-rae-8]

wna mama price an itty graves where graves s strugglin with regressin an price know jus how to help him slip,,,,,,

gots mama price brainrot (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Mama price brainrot is so real honestly

To say mama always knew when something was wrong was an understatement. Half the time it was like he had cameras around, but he just knew how to read the little ones so well. How could he not when they wore such delicate emotions on their sleeves?

Just like always, mama was there right with him as Phil fisted at his red eyes in frustration. Nothing felt right. They already went from itchy clothes to a comfy onesie, changed the bedsheets to something more comfortable, and got his favorite drink in a sippy cup. So why couldn't he just feel small? Everything felt too heavy on his shoulders, drilled into his skull.

"It's okay, let's just take deep breaths, hm?" Price murmured to him, steadily rubbing his back. In a way, it felt a little embarrassing, but he leaned back into it.

He could do deep breaths. In and out. Inhale, exhale. Simple.

"that's it, bub..." Price softly spoke to him, slipping in petnames that did always help at least a little.

And even though he didn't feel so small yet, he placed himself in Price's lap. He was cradled without any hesitation, slowly rocked side to side.

"Close your eyes, love.." Mama kissed his forehead lightly as his eyes slipped shut.

Somstime between the gentle rocking and soft talking, sleep had taken him and then slowly had him wake up. So, so very small.

A pacifier had been popped in his mouth, and he'd been more carefully cradled Mama's arms.

His soft blue eyes looked up at Price with wonder.

"There's my little guy..." Mama whispered. He had no clue how long the nap lasted, but it didn't feel like it mattered anymore when Price spoke to him. Just small. He could be small with no worries sometimes, that's what he needed.

Mama's arms were safe.

[cod-dump]

Graves does go home sometimes for holidays or whenever to see his mom. He doesn’t care for a good bit of his family and tolerates them for his mother’s sake. Well, he finally decided to come out to her and introduce Nik and Price.

It was the most stressful moment of his life, coming out to his safe person, the one person who protected the best she could whenever she could, at the age of forty. His father is long gone but the damage he had done left its mark.

He was scared what she would say, how him admitting this would break her. But it didn’t. He had took her aside as Nik and Price were absorbed in the trivia game the cousins Graves actually liked pulled out. He was shaking as he heard them laughing in the other room, stuttering when he finally told her. She was quiet, he couldn’t look at her.

Then she took his hands and made him look at her before she spoke softly to him.

“I know. I’ve always knew. And I love you as you are.”

It was like a dam broke loose, Graves crying like baby as his mother held him.

[toastedclownery]

Fantasy Fam stuff I did

[neopetting]

forever and always thinking about “but hey, i gotta tell ya… you made a good guy”

[deadmomjokes]

Idk how me, a broad and chubby woman from a long line of broad and chubby women, and my husband, an average-height man from long lines of very tiny women and very average men, managed to produce a child so exceptionally tall, long, & lean that she can't wear store-bought clothes anymore without alteration. Yet here I am, dusting off a sewing machine I barely know how to operate....