#that’s my mommmmmmm

[sexynetra]

I’m fucking LOSING it at sapphiras face while they do this in front of her like sorry that’s my mom actually

[flamingostalker]

Should literally be illegal for me to go to work today I should be here

[rogdona]

my mom is sending me a lot of happy stickers bc i said hi to her through the radioo💕🌷

[olddustorange]

one of the Key Historical Turning Points in goop’s official history is gwyneth paltrow baking a muffin for her dad in 1997

[inkats]

kitty..........

[burricane]

It’s two am and I’m at my cousin’s house high off of my ass crying over how much I love my Mom

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

i got moze too !!! 🥺 they love me …. waaahhhh

. OKAY SO I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP A WHILE AGO BUT. PDJKDBDKDBDBF

[kitteecassee]

in case anyone was wondering,

i had to use the bathroom, came out of my bedroom didn’t see my mom and was able to fulfill my urge of yelling MOMMMMMMM

she was annoyed, i felt very accomplished.

it was a nice morning.

[annimator]

dat hurt/comfort tho

(new TomJake episode dropped, my reaction’s under the cut as usual)

• LMAO THAT HUG BETWEEN JAKE AND ELLIE WAS SO AWKWARD, I LOVE IT

• wait wdym Tom got injured trying to intervene with smth job related I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING THROUGH SOME PTSD OR SMTH-

• “I’m sorry Jake, the good ones always seem to get hurt.” THAT SHIT HURTED ;-;

• HE WAS WORRIED FOR TOM GETTING HURT AS A COP OMGGGG

• Gabbs looked so sad ;-;

• Jake’s Dad fucking suck. mf rlly called him loving tom a “LiFEsTyle”

• “Holy shit, you’re despicable!” YEAH TELL OFF YOUR ASSHOLE OF A DAD JAKE

• NOT THE SCENE OF JAKE ALONE IN BED PARALLELING THE SHOT OF TOM ALONE IN EPISODE 1

• TOM FLASHBACK. HE LOOKS SO ADORABLE AS A KID

• WAIT HIS MOM CALLED HIM EAGLE EYE WASN’T THAT ALSO USED IN EPISODE 1

• why are shitty parents a staple in DC lmao

• bro that scene with Tom looking into a mirror and seeing his older self tho

• Tom calling out for his mom :((((((

• ofc Jake and Lucia memorized Tom’s favourite donuts

• “I did it for Tommy- uh- er Reed.” AW SHE CARES FOR HIM

• OUGH THE WAY JAKE’S HOLDING TOM

• Tom’s (and Jake’s by the looks of it) love language being physical touch despite all the physical trauma he’s had over the years FUCKS ME UP

• HE CALLED TOM “LOVE” OMGGGG

• SO MUCH TOMJAKE HURT/COMFORT. THEY CARE FOR EACH OTHER SM I LOVE IT

• Damn that PTSD scene was actually pretty good. Jayce’s voice acting is great as always

• JAKE’S SO WORRIED FOR HIM ;-;

• “A lovely mother, but father was less than ideal.” So he’s like Moxxie from Helluva Boss- *I AM DRAGGED OFF THE STAGE*

• HAND HOLDINGGGG

• Awwww he called him “babe”

• “Jake, I’m just really scared. What if something were to happen, and I couldn’t protect you?” “Don’t talk like that, the most safe I feel is with you.” omg the communication between these two improved so well off screen

• that hug between Tom and is mother nearly made me cry ngl

• “He’s even cuter in person!” “I know right!” AWWWWWW

• Miriam ate this episode fr

• HELP JAKE SAID SMTH AND THEN IT CUTS TO TOM SAYING THE EXACT SAME THING.

• TOM JUST WANTED TO HELP PEOPLE, AND WANTED TO PROTECT HIS LOVED ONES BY TAKING THE HEAT THROUGH HIS WORK AS A SPY AND AS A COP

• Tom’s mom is based as hell I love her. Glad she’s accepting of Jake :D

• “He’s a dream boat, good pick!” “MOMMMMMMM” LMAOOOO

• “You’ll always be my hero.” “Thanks Mom” I don’t fell like retyping the whole convo they had in that scene, but OMGGGG

• “She mentioned that she was my honorary new mom.” aww that’s nice :D

• “She said she’d try to pop in for Miriam’s birthday!” “Aw, great!” “I can’t wait to see everyone!” YEAH SO AM I. IF JAMES AND AIDEN DON’T MAKE A CAMEO NEXT EPISODE I’LL BE VERY FUCKING DISSAPOINTED

• “The way you aren’t afraid to jump in help in any situation made me realize i don’t have to rely on others.” FUCK YEAH JAKE, AND GOOD FOR YOU TO DECIDING NOT TO BE ON SPEAKING TERMS WITH YOUR DAD >:D

• “That took a lot of bravery, I’m proud of you Jake.” AWWWWWWWWW

• Tom’s terrible at keeping secrets lmao

• NO WAY IT’S SHAWN- wait that’s Alec’s VA lmao

• so yea, great episode, another 10/10, but I CLEARLY REMEMBER JARED (Disventure Camp’s creator btw) SAYING HE’D MAKE A CAMEO, SO WHERE THE FUCK IS AIDEN-

[knighteclipsed]

He doesn’t back down—which is either cowardice or some attempt at bravery—and Valter thinks about how the small think themselves to be larger; how a cat might arch its back in an attempt to ward off one stronger. Point-blank, he only continues to stare—and when the child finishes speaking, he gives a flick to the forehead.

“ Right. And what if that assistance never arrives? ” Moonstone hums. “ Is your plan truly to be dependent on sheer luck to make it through misfortune? ” (A laugh once more as he rises to full height.) “ ‘Assistance’ matters only if it reaches you on time. ” And I could certainly interfere with that.

It’d probably be in his best interest too—if supplies are granted for the mage but not the Moonstone, he had nothing against sabotaging the boy’s chances; taking for himself whatever it was he desired. (If the child had managed to state one thing accurate, it was that he was more likely than Valter to receive external aid.) If his summations proved to be correct, knight would tilt the balance in his favor; only as he is wont to do.

Turning around then, eyes once again scouring the landscape—“ But best of luck to you, little cat. ” (Here, he rolls his neck, stretching, nonchalant.) One eye looking back at the boy, a smile crawling—“ May nothing ill befall you. ”

(So he retreats into the foliage.)

me when this fucker

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[joelletwo]

=_______= my hair is Just all shoulder length finally and its already noticeably contributing to my headaches. [whining] but mommmmmmm i dont WANT a weight-reducing undercut i want a fuckoff amount of hair to do stuff with )))):

[candy69gurl]

accurate?

O MY FUCKING... YESSSSSSS EXACTLYYYYYY THE FACT THAT GOJO IS A TOP SLUT MAKES ME IMAGINE HIM TWERKING LIKE THIS:

2) GETO IS A sad MOMMMMMMM

3) UHM ALSO , Nanami is the best step dad yall

[cheruib]

i miss my mommmmmmm. siri Play class of 2013 by mitski

[cvntofthelitter]

I MISS MY MOMMMMMMM

[bords4life]

Part 3

3 months later (June)

It will be Noah’s birthday next week, I can’t believe my little baby is about to be four. Quinn has called me a few times and we got caught up. Luke and I got back into the weekly facetimes so he and Noah could chat. Jack has been stopping by as much as he could, the second he got home from Jersey he was on my doorstep apologizing. We aren’t fully back to what we are but we’re getting there. Trevor however has reached out, he wants to make amends; he says he wants to find a way for him to be a part of Noah’s life. After talking to my parents, Kirby, and Quinn I realized I need to forget my feelings and give Noah a chance to let him know his dad. So after Noah’s little league baseball game I am having my mom watch him while I go meet Trevor. I want to take this all slow and make sure he knows how much responsibility this is.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON UP THERE” I hear my mom yelling as I am walking into the house. During the year I live with Kirby however I recently bought a small apartment in Michigan for myself, as Noah would be starting school soon and I don’t want to settle him down somewhere to only have to move for Kirby. Plus being close to home makes it easier to have help when I need it.

The entire Hughes household is coming to Noah’s game, it’s literally a bunch of three to five year olds just rolling around but some of us get very intense over it *cough* Luke *cough*.

“No! I am wearing it! Mommmmmmm!” I hear my younger brother whining, damn sometimes I think Noah is older. Luke comes barreling down the stairs launching himself into my mom's arms as if she would protect him. Not far behind him comes Jack, who is wearing a bigger version of Noah’s baseball jersey. He stops on the last step seeing me standing in the doorway with Noah on my hip. I walked over to Jack and even though I am standing right in front of him he isn’t looking at me, his eyes are on Noah who is currently twinning with him. Even though Jack apologized and we have been speaking again I wasn’t ready to let him around Noah. However it was finally time to stop torturing him plus I am pretty sure my mother would’ve found a way to ground me if I didn't let up eventually.

“Wuncle Wack!!” Noah yelled trying to reach for Jack, after that night at the rink I explained to Noah who the boys were. Except Trevor of course, which he didn’t question thankfully.

Jack’s eyes lit up with so much joy, he looked at me for permission to take him. I nodded and boy should I have made Jack sit down because next thing I know Jack is bouncing about the house.

“Jack, can you please be careful? Plus we need to get going or we will be late.” Our mother scolds him.

After the most annoying car ride ever we finally arrived at the field. I swear Luke and Jack are three years old at heart. If only I wasn’t meeting up with Trevor right after I could’ve gone with my parents and Quinn. I am surprised Noah still has energy to play after non-stop chattering with the two idiots.

I initially thought Luke was intense when it came to Noah playing, boy was I wrong. My dad has come to one or two games before but he just sits back and watches which is surprising. Now Quinn and Jack my god they nearly got us kicked out of the stands. Jack nearly started a fight with the other team's coach. Over what you may ask, well another kid accidentally tripped into Noah which cost him a home run.

In the end his team won, I think. I am still pretty new to this sport. My family was going to take him for ice cream and then home while I met with Trevor.

Pulling up to the coffee shop about twenty minutes early, it gave me time to breathe and have a mini freak out. Deep down I knew him and I would have to have this talk eventually. I felt my phone buzz in my hand and saw that Trevor had texted me that he was waiting at a table. I look up and can see the back of his head by one of the window tables. Well I guess I have no choice but to go.

It has been about five minutes of silence since I sat down. It is so awkward, neither of us know who should speak first. It’s not like we left off on a good note so we can’t just pick right up.

“Kirby said you got your dream job, which job did it end up being?” Trevor broke the silence first, making a little joke. Throughout the years he knew me I had changed my mind multiple times.

“I am actually the head power skating coach for the Detroit Red Wings, I coached for UMich for the last two years.” I proudly told him, he knew out of all the jobs I thought of this one was the one that kept coming back to me.

“I finished school in the criminology program but I just couldn’t fully commit to it due to raising Noah. So Thomas talked to his old coach and helped me get a job.” I tell Trevor, thinking back on the first time I coached the boys. I was so hard on the guys especially Luke because as his older sister I had too.

“Thomas was really there for you wasn’t he?” Trevor sadly says to me.

“Yes, the morning you woke up to me gone I was with him because I saw Emma texted you. He was the only person I told at the time about what really happened. He even helped me plan numerous ways to tell you, however I could never go through with it and he respected me.”

“I am sorry y/n. I am sorry for everything. Not just for hurting you but also for taking your brothers away. If I could go back and change things I would. But I can’t. I would like a second chance. I want to show you I can be there for you and Noah. I understand you are with Kirby and I am not asking for anything past the friendship of two parents-” Trevor softly tells me while holding eye contact with me, but is interrupted to the sound of my phone ringing.

“Hello?” I answer after seeing it’s just my dad calling.

“Sweetheart, you need to come to the hospital right away.” My dad says and every bad thing that could’ve happened starts swirling around in my mind. Trevor, noticing the panic in my eyes sits up even straighter then was.

“What do you mean? Is Noah okay?” I rush my words out as I start to find money to put down on the table.

“He collapsed at the ice cream shop as we were walking back to the car. The doctors won’t give us an update. He has no broken bones or any cuts, but the doctors say you need to get here now.” My brain just shuts down and I feel like I am floating. My ears are buzzing and my heart drops to my stomach. Millions thoughts are racing through my head. My hands are trembling and I can't get a word out to my dad, I am looking at Trevor like a deer in headlights.

"I-I-Trev?" Is all I can muster up to say, Trevor quickly takes my phone out of my hands. My brain isn't developing anything he is saying, but I can tell he looks concerned.

Trevor quickly stood up after ending the call, he threw some money on the table and grabbed my car keys. He helped me up and walked me to my truck, helping me into the passenger seat. Trevor drove stupidly fast and I remember I use to get mad at him for it, but I couldn't care less at this moment.

I haven’t felt this scared since the accident, waking up in a trauma room alone and worried for my baby. I had no one with me for hours. However this time I have Trevor.

We arrived at the hospital in record time, I nearly flung myself from the car the second we got into the parking lot but Trevor put his arm over me to keep me from jumping out. So here I am running to the 6th floor to get to the children’s ward with Trevor not too far behind. I see my dad pacing back and forth outside of a room while my mom is talking to a doctor. I slow down and walk right up to them. I peer inside the room and see Luke and Jack watching something on the tv with Noah.

“Mom? Dad? What's wrong?” I can see tears in my parents eyes.

“Miss Hughes I am Dr. Adams, I have been treating your son.” I look over towards the older woman.

“We ran some tests to see why Noah fainted, I am sorry to tell you but we have found a tumour in Noah”s brain.” The minute she said tumour I collapsed to the floor, quiet sobs screaming out. Even in my worst pain I don’t want Noah to hear me crying. I felt arms pick me up into his lap as he held me close to his body. I could feel him shaking and muttering “no, no, no”, I looked up at him through all the water in my eyes and he too had tears streaming down his face.

After what felt like forever holding each other, Trevor stood up still holding me. He sat down in the chair as I could feel him still shaking.

“How bad? Is there anything we can do?” Trevor somehow managed to form his word even though it took him a few tries to get it all out.

“Your son has a glioblastoma which has a very low survival rate. Surgery is an option, however at his age we are very careful with a risky surgery like this. In my opinion chemo is the path we should take. I will leave you all alone to discuss, if you have any questions ask a nurse to page me.” Dr. Adams' words started to echo in my head, I wasn’t fully understanding anything she said. My world felt like it was falling apart and there wasn’t anything I could do.

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[sethadams-cursed]

Who: Seth Adams & Magdalena Sparrow When: 27 May 1989 (Saturday) Where: Salem General County Hospital Type: Closed

"IT'S MY TURN NOW!"

The best thing about having siblings considerably younger than you was that it was much more easier to get your way, as Seth elbowed Jacob in the gut, and avoided his brother's sticky Rugelach covered fingers. "Nope." There was some emphasis as he popped his 'P' and continued the game. Roger Wilco… space janitor.. who was just about to infiltrate a space base using an invisible utility belt. SO DAMN COOL. Yeah no way was Jacob playing this one anytime soon. "MOMMMMMMM!"

Resigning before the inevitable came in the shape of his mother—her chastising and the reminder that he was a grown man and video games were for kids—Seth wasn't in the mood to argue. With a sigh he rolled his brother's computer chair back and climbed out of it. "Touché."

"SETH!!" What? He’d given it up! "Phone!" Oh, that. Putting his finger into his mouth and then inserting it into Jacob's ear, Seth let out a laugh as his brother screamed and ran down the stairs just in time to grab the phone off their annoyed father. Holding his angry brother back with his free hand, he answered, "Ellooooo..."

He listened, nodding, and agreed to Zo's (Lorenzo, but Seth called him Zo) pleas to pick his sister Maggie up from the hospital because he was stuck at the office still. The truth was, he felt kind of sick about the whole thing...

Maggie hadn’t gone to his school, but they’d met one year when, after begging his father for weeks to let him go to a normal (not Hebrew) summer camp, his father had finally agreed. The two had met when they were both been put on canteen duty, some sort of punishment for having a sense of humor. At least, that's how Seth saw it. After that, they’d spent most of the rest of the summer together, which concluded with a game of spin the bottle, where Seth was forced to pop his mouth cherry and kiss her. It hadn’t been a bad kiss, but he’d definitely used more tongue than was appropriate, and in the end, the two hadn’t spoken for the rest of the night or the bus ride back to Salem.

Of course, that was all in the past and when she came looking for a job a few years ago, he was more than happy to let bygones be bygones and hire her up as his new receptionist. The arthritic hands of old Madge had never adapted well to the computer age. So, anyway, the point was, when Seth heard about Maggie being injured—hospitalized—he felt just a little torn up over the whole ordeal. "County, right? Four? You got it, Zo."

Parked right on the curb beside the hospital bay, Seth picked up his drug store balloon and headed in the direction of the receptionist desk. "I'm here to pick up—" He turned, cut off by a familiar voice, as he eyed her cast and took in just how damaged she was: it looked bad, but definitely not bad enough to avoid any kind of jokes. "Looks like you’re one step ahead of everyone… or maybe one step behind?" He walked up, taking the wheelchair from the orderly with a thank you and a smile. Then, he leaned down and handed Maggie her balloon. "Can you limp or am I driving?"