#mom-ing

[solesurvivorkat]

Hello there.....

............Nope. Still not dead (so far). Lol.

Don't think many people are missing me anymore... and that's okay - time continues, people move on and grow apart, and life happens. ::shrugs:: What're you gonna do, right?

Not sure about the state of my stories/fics @ this point... haven't officially decided anything. I once had absolutely every intention of finishing them - I really did love writing them & had many plans for the storyline(s). I just... have so little free time right now that I don't know what the future holds for them. :-/

What I've been doing/Where I've been: 'Mom-ing', lol. I mean, that's really 90-95% of it. My son's now 5, ABA has been great for him, and we're preparing him for kindergarten in the fall. My daughter's 1 1/2 and growing and learning a little more every day. Not every day is 'easy', but for the most part we're doing okay.

I also bought a Cricut Maker cutting machine & eventually started a small side business making and selling my own magnetic toppers for Pair Eyewear glasses (not affiliated with them, just doing my own crafts) - but I want to branch out to other crafts as well. I enjoy it - creating my own designs & making a product for someone else to wear & enjoy. It's a neat feeling - creating something that other people want to use. Pretty cool! It's still in its starting stages, but I'm hoping to gain more customers in the future. If you're ever on FB or Etsy, look me up: - VIP Creations on FB - VIP Creations on Etsy

So... yeah, that's about it so far. ...I'm not super exciting, hehe. ::shrugs again:: If you still wanna chat, definitely feel free to hit me up! I hope 'the gang' I used to chat semi-regularly with is doing well & are all relatively happy. ...It's kinda tough being an older person in the group - a little less to relate to people with, and little 'cliques' always seem to form here & there (my whole life I never really fit in with ANY group/'clique' - that's just me & my weird spectrum-ness, hehe)... but no ill feelings (mostly, LOL). Just... taking one day at a time.

[beepborpdoodledorp]

brainrot doodles

[poomphuripan]

Right, Mom… you used to tell me that… my Dad died when I was little, right? Yeah, I think you were… about seven years old. Seven years old. Then, you only had a few years with him.

MY STAND-IN (2024) | 1.08

[baylardian-1]

i didnt actually think about anything of import drawing this i just thought itd be funny if chakotay was literally the last person to find out about it haha

im currently pretty head empty about how she'd tell him lol....... i think back when i drew this i thought itd be funny if dal spilt the beans to chakotay not realizing that kathryn hadnt told him yet but IDK. i also have vague imaginings of them just having an argument or a confession or something, but essentially im not set. i can see her quietly, disappointedly telling him over a dinner theyre having together as friends in a lull of their conversations…

anyway there's definitely way less to work with than what the first splinter timeline (beyer books etc.) gives me,,, not a bad thing but its different and i think its fun to explore routes not taken in the alternate timeline. :)

[seabeck]

Little baby man child

[mheartofjoy]

𝐈𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

[cloudcountry]

i just want to extend a reminder to every minor on here. please be careful. please do not post nsfw. please do not interact with adults who have a) stated they don't want to interact with minors or b) create nsfw content. i get that it's not going to stop minors from consuming said content but for your safety and theirs be careful.

[xoxos4dgirl]

my mom’s a professional almond mom and gaslighter, here’s some things she’s said to me that motivate me to keep going and/or get worse:

♡ You’re never going to lose weight if you keep eating like that

♡ You can’t wear tight clothes until you lose some weight

♡ Are you really going to eat all that?

♡ You have no self control

♡ The scale never lies

♡ You’re obsessed with junk food

♡ You can’t lose weight and be thin if you eat like a pig

♡ This is going to look so much better once you lose more fat

[arsonsara]

I was talking about this with my girlfriend today, but when the Fourth Madoka Magica Film comes out, more than anything else: I want us to finally see Madoka get angry. And not the calm, stern sort of abrasiveness we've seen her give Kyubey. I mean clenched fists, grinding teeth, stomping, screaming from the bottom of her soul, real anger. Not because I want her to chew out Homura, or because she's earned being that angry, or that I think she's been too soft up until this point.

If anything, I want it to be built by her kindness, her sympathy, her love. In a lot of media, characters who are kind and meek are infantalized because of it or are seen as emotionally weak or just weak in general.

And it'd be so cathartic for this to happen, and not for it to be just a "Oh my god, Madoka is going off!" or this moment where everyone stops in silence and awe that "Wow, the quiet one actually got mad for once." but to add further depth to where Madoka's strength lies, and that she's a far more multifaceted and strong character than just "She's really nice."

[curioscurio]

I finally decided to finish Steven Universe Future and its a little scary how much I identified with Steven this time around. Who am I kidding it was like looking in a mirror. . I have got to move the FUCK out

[solid-six]

Speaking of replaying things...got it in my head recently about maybe playing Death Stranding for a second time. Played it through once a few years ago and didn't think I'd want to do it over again.

So last night I thought I'd watch some of a YT playthrough, see how I felt about it. And after about and hour or so, I stg I've oscillated back and forth between...

Oh hell yeah! I can remember there was a lot here I really liked that was enough for me to finish the whole thing the first time; and

Bluhhhhhhhhhhhhh I also remember why I haven't wanted to play it again until apparently now lol

...like 20 times.

[birgittesilverbae]

soft dads au - the first time she calls ava mom? or like they have libby play hooky and take her on a fun day to the beach or something

thanks for the prompt! didn't mean to write another sickfic, but @princington and I had already discussed the When of the first "mom"-ing so here we are

//

"Don't want you. Want Ava."

"Shhhh, darling, Dad's trying," Beatrice hushes, bouncing in place. Libby's getting too big to be held like this, now, but it's still instinct for Beatrice to cradle her, to clutch her close, to be there in every way her own parents never were. "Lil? Did you get hold of her?"

"Not yet, love." Lilith's sitting on the floor, leaning back against the fridge door, rubbing at her brow with the heel of one hand, the other holding her phone to her ear. She looks as exhausted as Beatrice feels, stretched thin by a night spent trying to soothe Libby back to sleep. 

Another of those bone-rattling coughs works its way out of Libby, and she presses her face into Beatrice's shoulder with a pained cry. 

"Shhh, darling, bàba's got you. You're okay." She rubs circles on Libby's back, still bouncing, always bouncing, one foot to the other.

"Want Ava," Libby repeats plaintively, her hand tugging at the neck of Beatrice's sweater. 

"Lil," Beatrice repeats, a little desperately. She's not sure how much more she can take, not when Libby's so closely echoing her pleas from those first days after the divorce had been finalised. "Can you take her?"

Lilith scrambles to her feet. "Of course. Hey, Libs, you're gonna come with Dad now, okay?" She tugs the compress from Libby's forehead, presses the back of her hand to the skin. "Can you swap that out, please?"

Beatrice complies on rote instinct, wets a fresh washcloth and wrings it out, passes it back to Lilith. Lilith catches her wrist before she can pull away. 

"It's not you," she says quietly, shifting Libby more firmly onto her hip and reaching over to thumb at the tear Beatrice hadn't noticed welling up in the corner of her eye. Her words are punctuated by another harsh cough, another weak "want Ava".

Beatrice presses a kiss to the pad of Lilith's thumb before guiding her hand to Libby's back. "I know it's not– I know. I just need some air. I'll go give Ava another–" She's interrupted by the doorbell chime. "Or let her in, I guess."

Ava's on the doorstep, hair in disarray, face still creased from her pillow, swimming in an overlarge hoodie Beatrice recognizes from Lilith's closet. "I came as soon as I got Lily's text," she explains. "Didn't want to answer calls while I was driving. How's she doing?"

"Still asking for you."  

Ava nods, scans her face. "How're you doing, Bea?"

She huffs out a weak laugh, waves a hand. "Oh, you know. Fine. I'm fine."

"Hey, it's gonna be okay, babe." Ava darts up onto her tiptoes to kiss Beatrice's forehead. "I've got you."

//

"Hey," Lilith says softly, bumping Beatrice's hip with her own. "Brought you something."

Beatrice glances down to find Lilith presenting her with a mug of tea a rich caramel colour, the perfect balance of Earl Grey and milk. The #1 emblazoned on the ceramic sits warm beneath her fingers. "Thank you," she murmurs, pushing off the door frame so she can lean into Lilith's side instead. Lilith's arm comes to rest around her waist, habitual as breathing. 

"Haven't heard Libs cough in a while."

"Ava's doing a good job of getting her settled." And she is, and Beatrice is trying desperately not to feel jealous of the ease with which Ava had swept in and cajoled Libby back under the covers. Or of the ease with which Libby had complied to her request, after spending what had felt like hours pushing back against Beatrice. 

They're curled up together now, Libby tucked in under a pile of blankets, Ava lounging beside her. One arm is cradled under Libby's head, and the opposite hand pins open a well-worn copy of The Little Prince. As Beatrice watches, she lets the book fall closed and lightly taps Libby's nose with the spine. "Time to sleep, Libs."

Libby says something back, inaudible across the room, and Ava's entire body goes still. Beatrice tenses up in concert with Lilith, ready to leap into action, but then Ava's looking towards them, eyes shining with tears above a brilliant grin.

'Mom', she mouths, free hand going to her chest, she called me 'Mom'.

[kanerallels]

What I should be working on: writing, Christmas events prep, present shopping for my sister

What I am working on: mass production of crocheted animals

[digital-roots]

If i had a nickel for everytime someone made a version of terrence who was implied to have been in love with reginald's mom i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice

[cinereuz]

You guys think Lucas Miller gave himself top surgery

[computersucker]

looks like i will B driving 5 hours on me lonesome in a couple weeks to see my uncle bc my parents think its "embarassing" to go there and have them host us at their huge lake house first of all i see him once a year bc he lives so far. second of all he invited us bc he wants to see us. third of all im a grown man with a vehicle. im gonna go see my uncle and have to explain why youre not coming BUT IM GOING