#notmymom

[ronseyz]

i’m like the opposite of a kid who hates their stepmom. i hate mor o corra out of principle and loyalty without knowing anything about her. #notmymom #aurorasupremacy

[sarianotsorry]

“We have STUFF to do Saria! If you’re going to sing, go sing when we have free time.” 

(In a sing-song voice): “You’re not my moooooom~!”

[creich2016]

Blanket for baby Zane is all done!! #beyondthehook19 #ShopHandmade #shopsmall #smallbusiness #crochet #crocheting #crochetlove #crochetaddict #yarn #yarnaddict #forbabyZaneEWP #sweeteverlybpatterns #sweeteverlyb #babygift #usingmyyarnstash #icanmakegiftsifiwantto #notmymom #idontneedyourpermission #dontworryIusedMYmoney https://www.instagram.com/p/BtZey0hHUB-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=giq55vt5arui

[theholdn]

Too much fun with this one and made different color variants of it! Enjoy! Also my mom looks nothing like her…well…. . . . #newart #vectorart #vectorartist #landlady #bosslady #notmymom #someonesmom #adobeillustrator #adobe #adobecc #hustle #thegrind #artistoninstagram #artist4life #haircurlers #hairrollerset #nfts https://www.instagram.com/p/CY2y_NvLS_7/?utm_medium=tumblr

[thirteenknots]

My only regret is not realizing it sooner. I wish everyone else would see her true colors. #lies #thief #notmymom #mygrandawasmymom #badparenting

[wiseathena69-blog]

#WhatIWouldGive to be able to #BeWithMyMommy #Physically #RightNow #WrappedUpInHerArms as I #TryToEscape she #TicklesMe #ITryAndHoldTheLaughter #PretendBeingTickledDidntPhaseMe so she #GivesUpOnTheTickling and in that #Moment I would try to and #EscapeAgain and right there she would #TightenHerGrip #YELLING #IamNEVERlettingYouGo #YouAreMyPrisoner #ThinkingSheWasWeak but no #NotMyMom she was/is a #StrongIndependentWoman and #ICouldNeverEscape but #Honestly #iEnjoyedEveryMinuteOfit it would then lead to #aMovieMarathon #BestChildhoodMemories #PlayingPrisoner #GeminiMom #CapricornDaughter #WhatWasYourBestChildhoodMemories #EnjoyEveryMinuteWithMom #NeverLetFuedDriveYouApart #MotherDaughterBond #YoungMom #MyMomDontCrack #IGotThemGoodGenes #WhosTheMom #WhosTheDaughter #CanYouSolveTheMystery https://www.instagram.com/p/BxyRVe7HiYHcFbk0RPfnZOjLJs3fg1komm2nmk0/?igshid=av00dmh3tkjd

[alicesadventuresintherye]

I’d like to wish Katya Zamolodchikova a very Happy Birthday, or as she’d say in her native tongue, C Днём рождения! I don’t call her “Mom” but I do call her one of my favorite people. There are many important things I have learned from this woman but I think the most important one is that believing in yourself is journey. And while that sounds like a greeting card, Brenda, it's fucking true. Even if everyone around you believes in you, you might still struggle to believe in yourself. On All Stars 2, it was great to watch this talented, creative and intelligent artist FINALLY see in herself what we've seen all along: A STAR... with a hammer And a sickle. And if Katya still has moments of doubt, I hope she thinks about all the people she makes laugh every single day! I think laughter is the best medicine, which means she IS a doctor. I hope she had a great day today and made some contact with some ravioli! Thanks for always making me smile, my Russian sestra @katya_zamo 💖🙌 #katya #katyazamolodchikova #katyazamo #rupaulsdragrace #rpdr #rpdr7 #allstars2 #chachaheels #notadoctor #drag101 #drag #dragqueen #favoritepeople #notmymom #sestras #contact

[tadalin]

#峨嵋 #notmymom #tiredout #speechless #wishallthebest #mtemei (presso 峨眉山 金頂)

[big-bass-bitch-blog]

PSA THE GIRL IS MY WOMAN!!! DONT ASK HER IF IM HER SON! THATS MY BITCH, SHE AINT MY MOMMA 💯💪🚨 REPEAT AFTER ME.... THATS YUNG BASS' WOMAN, NOT HIS MOMMA #stupidpeople #stupidass #fuckyall #thatsmygirl #notmymom #foh #getoutmyface #YungBass #PSA #BassHeadNation #BigBassBitch

[the-modern-icon]

Putting some late night work in (ft. 1.5" Rigid Collar in Black) #modernicon #madeinusa #handmade 📷 @real_deal_dogtraining ・・・ Late night bitework with @taymonarez05 Rory and @iam.rogue @_realdealnic last night. #malinois #malinoisworld #maligator #malinoisofinstagram #bitework #nightlife #girlpower #dogtraining #dogtrainer #notmymom #fullgripfriday #seriousbusiness #FamilyGuardian #dogsthatbite #doyouevenlift (at Los Angeles, California)

[barbossas-wench]

A modern au were Julia posted her wedding photo with John and one of John's daughters from his first marriage commented #notmymom on the post

[theholdn]

My own creation this time. Growing up watching Chinese movies and tv series of the golden years, I remember these landlord ladies looking almost exactly like this and this is what I wanted to create tonight. I’m happy with this. . . . #newart #vectorart #vectorartist #landlady #bosslady #notmymom #someonesmom #adobeillustrator #adobe #adobecc #hustle #thegrind #artistoninstagram #artist4life https://www.instagram.com/p/CY00t3irePf/?utm_medium=tumblr

[tinymute]

“You’re not my mom!”

From here.

@sexybrute 

Jesse truly hated dressing up. Julie knew in her heart of hearts that it was uncomfortable, that the sleeves were too itchy, that he did not like the gel in his hair. Even as a small child, she was sensitive to the little tics that made her brother imperfectly perfect.

Their mother, however...

She was less sensitive. 

With a small sigh, the girl reached to adjust the collar on her brother’s shirt, so it was not as rough on his neck.

“I wear dresses because I’m oldest, Jesse.”

Her little mind did not care for gender constructs. Her mother hated that.

“We’re gonna ‘ave jello!”

[big-bass-bitch-blog]

PSA THE GIRL IS MY WOMAN!!! DONT ASK HER IF IM HER SON! THATS MY BITCH, SHE AINT MY MOMMA 💯💪🚨 REPEAT AFTER ME.... THATS YUNG BASS' WOMAN, NOT HIS MOMMA #stupidpeople #stupidass #fuckyall #thatsmygirl #notmymom #foh #getoutmyface #YungBass #PSA #BassHeadNation #BigBassBitch

[syrupandhoneyrp-blog]

Don’t tell me to stop, you’re not my mom

Comparison writing prompts with @bettertogetherrps inspired by this post

It was Honey’s birthday, and, of course, the girl wanted to go dancing. It wasn’t so bad. At least the club she chose was a gay club; something Bear could obviously get behind. As he waited at the bar for his order, be began to pull out his wallet before a hand came to cover it. 

“Allow me?” A blond stranger stood before him with eyes blue enough to pierce through the dimness of the room. “As a thank you for letting us all get to look at that.” Bear would smirk as the man gestured to his bare torso. He’d long since shed his shirt in favor of what little breeze moved through the room. 

“Yeah?” Samuel would flash him his best smile, loving to lure men to him. “It’s more than just one drink..” He’d warn, but not turn him down.

The stranger would chuckle and take the moment to move in close and look him over again, reaching to touch his chest, quickly venturing down to his crotch. “A touch per drink.” He’d laughed as his hand tightened around him.

“Hey!” Bear would press his hand firmly against the man’s chest and push him away. “Who the fuck said you could touch me?” The man would stand tall, narrowing his eyes. “Why don’t you scurry the fuck away before I embarrass you, alright?” Bear would scoff, not turning away until the man was walking in the other direction. Normally, Bear was a man who loved attention. But, right now, he had more important things to do than waste time with a guy like that. Such as bringing Greyson the drink he’d asked for.

As Bear neared his group of friends again, a girl would venture his way, eyes locked with a thirst Bear knew all too well. With a drink in each hand, Bear couldn’t stop the woman if he wanted to. So he didn’t, allowing the one who moved in to lean into his chest and blowing a raspberry over his skin. “It’s my birthday!” The girl would shout happily with her buzzed, yet adorable smile. 

“Yeah, Honey, and it’s the only reason you’re getting away with doing that.” Bear would look around for Greyson who was standing nearby talking to a man who held a smirk on his face. “You’re not taking drinks from strangers, are you?”

Honey bit her lip. “Kinda, yeah, one guy, but he said it was a birthday drink.”

He’d frown. “Well, stop doing it. You want a birthday drink you talk to me.” 

Despite his words being a bit of a downer, reminding the girl of the real world, she gave a nod along with another big smile. It only meant he cared after all. “Okay. Can I have another raspberry.”

Bear’s brow would furrow, but he’d nod and figure ‘what the hell’. She’d blow again at his skin and laugh that bubbly laugh again, all the while Bear became focused with the conversation their boyfriend was having. Something didn’t seem right and he was pretty sure Greyson was pulling out his angry face. “Hold these..” He’d rest the drinks in Honey’s hands and move nearer to Grey.

“.. the only person in the world that can tell me to stop anything is my mother. Everyone else just puts up a fight until they find out how much they like it..”

The disgust was clear on Greyson’s face though Bear stopped looking at his man to focus on the white hot rage burning inside him. Did someone really just threatened rape on Greyson? On anyone? Now, Bear was all one for being cocky, but there was no line more clear than consent. Then, there was Grey. A man Bear found himself caring for more than he ever dared plan to. And someone dared threaten his comfort and happiness. 

Letting go of all control, which was way too easy in a case like this. Bear moved to stand before the man, reaching to hit him hard on the nose with an open palm, sounding off a crack. In the same motion he’d pull back his fist that gripped at his shirt. “What the fuck did you just say to him?” Bear would land a solid punch on the man’s cheek, a few people in the crowd groaning at the contact. 

“That man threatened to rape my boyfriend!” Honey shouted into the crowd. The girl was never one for violence, but in her buzzed state she could only think of the men who possibly couldn’t speak up before and the safety of the man she cared about. The least she could do was get people on Bear’s side for a deserving punch or two.

Bear would punch him again. “Stop..” The man would try. “Don’t tell me to stop, you’re not my mom.” Bear would throw his stupid words at him, as if they meant anything to anyone. The whole angry ordeal ending with a hit to the throat, sending him to the floor choking. His nose was bleeding in a small steady stream down his chin and even the security guard who was being caught up to the situation didn’t move in right away. 

Bear would shake his hand, letting the pain fade slowly as he turned to Greyson. “How about we never fucking come back here again?”