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satanisaware · 3 months

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Mia Little

(babysitter/ big sister figure/best friend)

Comfort ♡

Gwendolyn

(Mother figure)

JeJe

(Younger sister-like, she's 7)

Lapie, me!

(Caretaker, also...yes, I have a hijabi persona)

#welcome home #welcome home arg #wally welcome home #welcome home puppet show #digital aritst #digital art #wally darling #fanfic #fanfiction #welcome home project #caretaker #motherhood #mother figure #siblings #comfort #these took me 2 weeks to finish #I feel dead

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elliesmainhoe · 1 year

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Happy Mothers Day!!

HBO!Ellie Williams X MotherFigure!Reader

THIS CHARACTER IS UNDER 18 SO THIS FIC IS STRICTLY PLATONIC!!!!!!!

Summary: The first mothers day Ellie has ever celebrated and she's going to make sure that it's amazing.

Contents: tooth rotting fluff, happiness, extreme cuteness

Pancakes were supposed to be simple. Key word supposed.

Ellie woke up at the ass crack of dawn that morning, she had set her alarm clock for 6m and had switched yours off- discreetly forcing you into sleeping over time. She'd gathered all the ingredients the recipe had told her. Said recipe having been ripped out of the book they were originally in and found laying near a library a little outside of Jackson.

Ellie had squeezed fresh apple juice as she waited for the first pancake to cook through. A bad habit of Ellie's was losing track of time, she got carried away, squeezing the apple juice lead to her finding cutlery which lead to her cleaning said cutlery which lead to finding the right tray to put the silverware on. Ending up with the smell of burning flooding the kitchen.

She slammed the kitchens door, attempting to stop the smoke from wafting through the house alerting you of her antics and waking you up. She opened the window, the chilly air ventilating out the smell of smoke before she turned off the stove.

To say the pancake was a little crisp would be a bit of an understatement.

Shit. She only had enough for two, one for you, one for her. Oh well... She'll have the burnt one, today's about you anyways.

Take two was a little more successful a bit crisp on the edges but it'll do. She flopped them onto the two blue and white china plates- covering yours in fruit and hers in chocolate, balancing them on a wooden tray with the two glasses of juice before she took to the stairs.

She nudged open the door with her foot as she walked into the dark room, curtains closed and blocking out the ever insistent sunrise from seeping into your bedroom.

Cautiously, she placed the tray on your bedside table quietly before tiptoeing over to you window and drawing the curtains apart- the warm glow of the morning lightening the space.

Ellie watched as your eyes fluttered open. "Fuck kiddo. What time is it?" You grunted rolling over to look at your alarm clock 7:45am. 1 hour and 30 minutes late for patrol. Before you opened your mouth the soft voice of your daughter interrupted you.

"Don't worry Mom... I talked to Maria and she cancelled your patrol today" her hand gestured towards the tray of overlooked pancakes, before she whispered a shy "Happy mothers day mama..."

"Oh sweet girl come here" you opened your eyes as a blur of brown hair launched itself at you, her arms wrapping around you and giggling when you pecked her forehead lovingly.

"I tried to make you breakfast. It's not the best but-"

"It looks amazing kiddo. Thank you so much_ you smiled into her hair, before scooching up the bed- your back meeting the headboard as you move the tray onto your lap.

You took a bite of the fruit covered pancake, and honestly you couldn't tell whether or not Ellie was a culinary genius or you were just a smitten mother. Because fuck it tasted good.

Ellie's doe eyes looked up at you expectantly and with worry and anticipation. "Well done Ellie. This tastes so so so so good. You gotta cook for me more often now kid." You hummed, she seemed content with your answer.

"oh wait I got you something else" the girl said darting off your bed and out of the room before swiftly returning with what looked like... A sketch book? "I uh didn't really know what to get you and I thought you would enjoy something personal... So..." She shoved the sketch book into your hands "here."

You set your food aside, opting to open up the leather bound pad of paper instead. The first page read.

To Mom.

I know how much you like my drawings so I decided to put something together for you. Happy Mothers day.

Love Ellie.

You flipped to the next page and there was a beautiful sketch of you, sitting a the barstool of your kitchen island, glasses resting on the bridge of your nose as you read a new recipe

The next one was of you and Ellie. She had sketched out and traced the photo you both took in the malls arcade.

The next one was of a cartoon giraffe wearing a space suit on the moon.

It went on and on and on for 80 pages, sketches of you, her favourite things, her favourite hobbies, her favourite people it was so so so beautiful.

A single tear dripped down your cheek, "come over here baby" you sniffles hugging your girl tightly "my baby's so talented..." You hummed hands playing with her hair as she smiled joyfully.

"Thank you so much kiddo.."

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I actually celebrated mothers day 2 months ago! But I have baby fever rn so here I am again, healing Ellie Williams mommy issues.

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timelessstardust99 · 1 month

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alastor hartfelt x gn! reader IMAGE

I just absolutely love writing some fluff with our aroace king. So I really hope you enjoy this little image for him ^^

summary: dancing with Alastor is something not everyone can say they have done before.

The first time Alastor asked you to dance, it was a shock to be sure.

You weren't the best when it came to dancing, but Alastor was patient and waited for you to be comfortable in the position you'd dance in.

It was fun to say the least, even if you had accidentally stepped on his feet on more than one occasion. He wouldn't be mad, but would limp a little after the session.

Alastor always found it endearing how much you would try to learn the dances he would show you, and would try your hardest to not step on his feet. The latter part was harder said than done.

Sometimes, if he was in a good mood, he would cuddle up to you when you're dancing, with his head in your shoulder and arms wrapped around your shoulders.

He would never admit it, but these dancing sessions would remind him of his mother. You remind him of her, with how much you care for him and how much you show your love to him.

You had always seen Alastor as a son figure, he reminded you of when you were human and how much you wanted a child. You did get what you wanted, but it was in Hell that you felt you found the family you've always wanted.

Alastor thought it was sweet, that whenever he was down or showing signs of being aggressive, you'd always be there for him, and have always calmed him down, but would always respect his wishes to be left alone if he feels he's gonna snap.

The dances you and Alastor share, are memories the two of you would hold dear to each other for as long as you possibly can.

It's short, I know, but it's cute. Alastor has another parental figure (head cannon Rosie to be like a mother to Alastor).

#alastor x reader #aroace alastor #aspec character #asexual character #asexual alastor #x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #dancing #mother figure #the resder is older than Alastor #lgbtq

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butterfly-writer · 6 months

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A Mother's Love

Dabi x Female!Reader [PLATONIC] Summary: Dabi didn't grow up with a good relationship with his mother, always focused on the attention from his father. Because of this, he lacked a mother figure, but when he joined the League of Villains, someone became his mother figure.

★☽A/N: Ahh!! It has been so long since I wrote something like this! I’m currently getting piled with school and club activities so that’s probably why– I hope you guys didn’t forget me:((

Contents: FLUFF - Slight angst? - Reader seen as a mother figure

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The League of Villains, a villain organization filled with powerful villains that threaten to destroy the hero society. An organization that was founded by the most powerful villain, a villain who could rival All Might, All For One and his successor, Tomura Shigaraki. People from different backgrounds, bad trauma, gathered together into one group with goals of their own but had one goal in common, to destroy the hero society.

But the league didn’t expect to have such a motherly figure heal their wounds.

A female villain, Y/N L/N, known as Crimson, fitting name for her blood manipulative Quirk. A 31 year old woman who was wronged by society. People were afraid of her, but not the members of the League. The members see her as a motherly figure, who cares for them.

One of the people who really saw her as a mother was Toga. She loves whenever she would take the time to braid the girl’s hair or to put her hair into buns in the mornings. And she loved how she would come up with various ideas to style her hair and they would spend time laughing and such. After being close for months, Toga started to even call her mama, because of the absence of a loving mother. Toga felt so safe around her.

Who really felt comfortable with her was Dabi. Despite the black-haired didn’t wanting to admit it, it felt so nice to have someone caring for him. After all, Dabi didn't grow up with a good relationship with his mother, always focused on the attention from his father. Because of this, he lacked a mother figure, but when he joined the League of Villains, she became his mother figure.

What was more embarrassing to him was that he even called her mother once! It was during the U.A Camp invasion. Everyone was gathering around and he saw as one by one went to the rendezvous. As Y/N came back, he asked if she was okay, clearly showing that he cared for her well-being. He didn’t realize what he said until he saw the shocked faces of his comrades. He said, “Are you okay, mother?”

He could see the shocked face of Y/N and felt himself blushing in embarrassment. “Pretend you didn’t hear me!!” He demanded, clearly ready to kill anyone who was going to talk about it during that moment. Everyone just laughed and chuckled but the man didn’t like it at all. He looked at Y/N who chuckled softly, “I don’t mind you calling me mom, darling,” She reassured.

Dabi continued to see her as his mother figure and would refer to her as such. Only in private, of course. During missions and such, he would refer to her as her villain name. But whenever he called her “mother” and would get teased for it but by now, he didn’t care.

Y/N acted like a mother, a mother that Dabi never took the chance to have. He could’ve had a better relationship with his mother but he didn’t take the chance. He regretted not taking the chance, but he was somehow thankful that he didn’t. Or else, he wouldn’t be able to have a mother figure like Y/N.

Dabi would constantly get nightmares which causes him to be tired most nights. As much as he didn’t want anyone to know, he knew that Y/N knew. She would always look at him carefully, as if knowing he didn’t get to sleep the night before. “I’m fine,” he spat harshly every time at her, but she knew that he was lying. She could see that in his eyes, the tired look and how even less energetic he was being.

That’s how she started to come into his room to check up on him. She would come to his room every night in the league’s old hideout, since he stayed there due to no other place to live, and she would ask him how he was doing. He would always say he didn’t need her coming in every night, but a part of him felt really happy to have someone caring for his well-being.

Sometimes, if he mustered up the courage, would ask her to sing for him. Of course, he was blushing and embarrassed after the words came out. But Y/N didn’t mind and just chuckled before saying, “Of course, sweetheart. C’mon.” With a smile, she would make him lay down with his head on her lap. She would play with his hair and start to sing.

She had an angelic voice, a lovely voice that could put anyone to sleep. And that’s what he did. Every time she would sing for him before sleeping, he would be fast to sleep with no nightmares. It’s as if her songs were a spell to keep nightmares away. She would slowly put him in bed with a blanket placed on him. She kissed him on his forehead and left the room. But before she left the room, she would always say, in an gentle voice,

“Sweet dreams, darling.”

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tanema123 · 4 days

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Just some more radioactive hazbin cats au.

Rosie asked for it and Carmilla promised. Some mother-daughter bonding between, Rosie and Charlie, as well as, Carmilla and Vaggie.... Vaggie will allow herself to enjoy this kind of stuff one day. For now, she will keep repeating to herself, that this is all for Charlie. Lol

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dragonridernoobie · 2 months

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Hii!!! I saw your requests open so may I request TFP Megatron x fem autobot reader (not human) who has the personality of like a wise and calming mother, but is the most strongest and protective out of her team? (Hope this makes sense, ty!!<3)

Abso-fucking-lutely, sorry for it took a bit to come out. I totally haven't been grinding on palworld...................anyways, enjoy and again for it being a bit for me to put out!

Request are always open!

(Y/N) <-

Megatron <-

MegatronXAutobotMotherFigure!Reader

When megatron meets (Y/N), he probably just treats (Y/N) as the same as everyone else.

Throw (Y/N) into the cell and ask for questions.

For days, megatron asked questions and interrogated (Y/N).

The autobots have tried to rescue (Y/N) but failed.

Eventually, Megatron would stop asking questions and actually have a conversation with (Y/N).

Not because he's bored, absolutely not.....

Megatron and (Y/N) would start gdting close, and Megatron would realize...(Y/N) reminds him the days he felt safe....loved....

Megatron would command his decepticons to protect (Y/N) even tho they are confused.

(Y/N) would be in her new room on the warship, just humming to herself when megatron would come in. He just lays on on the berth, and (Y/N) asks him what's wrong. Obviously, he would complain about this war and his new fight with optimus. (Y/N) would rub his head (forgot the name for head in cybertronian) and just sing a lullaby to him.

(Y/N)- Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty, Little Ball of Fur. Happy Kitty, Sleepy Kitty, Purr Purr Purr~

Megatron- mmm thank you....why are you so nice?

(Y/N)- I think everyone needs a little mother figure in their life. Even you.

After that interaction, I can see him thinking more ans more about this war.

Eventually after a long talk with (Y/N) he let's her head back to the autobot base and surrender himself.

(Y/N) can't adopt him since he is an adult but megatron treats (Y/N) as his carrier (mother in cybertronian).

(Y/N) would always give him little treats everything he comes over.

Tho (Y/N) give treats to everyone.

(Y/N) was a mother figure to everyone, especially optimus prime.

Which megatron and pissed off at but (Y/N) made sure they got along.

Optimus and Megatron would act like brothers once again, like before the war.

Life would be perfect.

(Y/N) would always give them love, keep them protected and more.

I swear, these two will act like kids.

They would get in trouble by breaking something at (Y/N)'s house and then blamed each other while pointing at each other.

They go the "go to the corner" treatment.

They haven't felt like this in years and are super happy with you.

(Y/N) has the power over the ex-leader of the decepticons and optimus prime.

All she needs to do is give them the Mom stare and they would stop whatever they where doing.

(Time for some sadness 😈😈😈😈)

When (Y/N) passes away from old age or other problems, they would be so fucking sad.

It's not even funny

But they would carry one her image by making a statue of her and at the bottom would say "a loving mother who stopped the war. Here lies (Y/N) (L/N).

They would not start another war but might grow distance for a bit

They would make sure to remember her lessons and show others love like the way (Y/N) did.

Hope you enjoyed it! Again, sorry it took a bit, have been grinding on palworld.

#megatron x reader #transformers tfp #tfp optimus prime #tfp megatron #decepticons #autobots #optimus prime x reader #mother figure #sad ending

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4-orest · 2 months

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Barb needs a mom in her life , Delta stepped up.

Barb being barb, probably saying something mean unintentionally

Delta grabbing her by the ear

Delta: … Barbara .Anna Marie.Thrasher… you are getting too big for your britches, quit it.

Barb: ….. where did you-

Delta: I have my ways now hush.

Barb: …

Barb grew up spoiled af cause she’s a daddy’s girl , definitely hasn’t heard of the word no. Like ever.

Delta said she’s gonna learn today.

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #queen barb #trolls world tour #rock trolls #barb trolls #trolls 2 #delta dawn #country trolls #mother figure #trolls headcanons

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that-kid-fromtheplayground · 1 year

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⛅ 𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕄𝕠𝕞 𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕⛅ (these are platonic Hcs)

⛅First of all, they didn’t trust you, I mean- you were a 6th grader! and the 6th graders boys tended to bother them.

⛅But then you started offering to babysit them when they were unsupervised.

⛅Kenny loved you the first time he saw you, I mean, look at you! you were a fucking sweetheart! and there you were, babysitting them.

⛅The other boys were more reluctant to accept your pressence, although they were polite with you (not Cartman-)

⛅You always took good care of them, you watched them closely and made sure they eated and didn’t get hurt.

⛅The first time you saw Kenny die was when all of you were in recess time and a swing broke Kenny’s neck with an horrible crack.

⛅When that happened Somehow Someway you managed to cover Stan and Kyle’s eyes with your hands as a maternal instinct.

⛅You didn’t cover up Cartman’s eyes because you knew this scene wasn’t going to have a big impact on him, I mean, he is a manipulative kid who has killed adults.

⛅Kenny’s death lasted 3 days, and after those he was back in bussines.

⛅Sadly, you didn’t remember his death but you seemed to remember that something bad happened between him and the swings, and so, the next time he was near them you took him by the shoulders and pushed to your left side, the one who didn’t face the swings.

⛅That seemed to happen with all of the deaths you saw, because when he came back you seemed to turn protective of him when the group was near the thing that caused his last death.

⛅The one of the boys that worried you the most was Stan, he seemed like a good guy but he always had this depressing actitude.

⛅After some time and reasurance he finally opened up to you, he told you about everything that worried him and you comforted him and tried to give him your best advice and comforting hugs.

⛅You and him established that Sunday night would be the regular day to have a talk about his emotions and worries.

⛅He was so greateful for that.

⛅Your relationship with Kyle was a very good one.

⛅yeah, at first he didn’t talk to you much because he thought you were there to hurt them or mock them.

⛅But Oh! Surprise! You weren’t there to do that, you were there to form a friendship and to look after them just like a mom would do.

⛅He was quickly to gain a part of your heart because he was such a sweetheart towards you once he got enough trust with you.

⛅When all the team met at your house to do the homework you soon noticed how incredibly smart he was, so you turned your atention to help the others with their homework as soon as you finished your own.

⛅That lead to a very cute scene, ‘cause as soon as Kyle noticed how you atended the rest of the boys more than him he couldn’t help but form a little pout with his lips, and so he called your name and told you that he had a problem with something.

⛅You were quick to realice that he didn’t have a problem and just wanted your attention, you laughed at that cute behavior and gave him a hug and a kiss on the forehead telling him that he didn’t need your help, to wich he just sighed defeated.

⛅You gave him a bunch of your atention for the next hour after that scene and Cartman got quite annoyed by that because he wanted your attention aswell.

⛅With Cartman you got along quite well, your relationship with him wasn’t as intimate as with Stan’s or as lovely as Kyle’s but it was a funny one for sure.

⛅Remember that thing that he does with his mum name? Like dragging the las syllabe of her name? Yeah, he deffinetly does that with your name too 😅

⛅You learned to bring a bunch of snacks in your bag, they hapen to calm down Cartman if he’s being a bratty kid.

⛅You definetly will have to step in between Kyle and Cartman sometimes to stop them from killing one another.

⛅Believe it or not, Cartman respects you more than anyone in this world, I mean- have you seen yourself when you protected them of a group of 8th graders???

⛅It’s still a mistery (for you-) why those 8th graders tried to hurt your lil beans.

⛅And YES, he has definetly called you “moma/mommy” (not in a sexual way) sometime... and YES, Kyle is still mocking him for that, when he does, surprisingly Cartman does not get violent, he just blushes in shame and shouts “Well, SHE IS our mom! right?”

⛅And when he says that “right?” he just looks at you with the most confused and adorable expression ever made and you just can’t say no to him.

⛅And so, since then, they call you mom/momma/mum/mommy

⛅And, just ‘cause you find that adorable, you call them lil bean/son/my beloved/darling/hun.

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promptsforyourwhumpfic · 4 months

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Whump Prompt #1230

Anon asked:

Hello! May I request prompts for stoic whumpee with a older motherly caretaker? I love the dynamic I think it's so interesting

I’m a sucker for the matron-like mother figures. You see this a lot in the Endeavour fandom with Win, and I can see Rip Hunter having the same dynamic with his adoptive mother. So I have a few ideas:

The no nonsense character who has looked after so many stray kids that she knows every remedy to different illnesses, the best tactics for dealing with nightmares and panic attacks, as well as the basic first-aid knowledge when one of the kids inevitably gets hurt. (No matter how many times she tells them, the tree in the yard is too dangerous!)

There’s always that one character who is different. A little more on edge; a little more scared and guarded. If they’re a young adult, perhaps they have more emotional intelligence than a child, and this throws the mother for a loop, and the two are invited to get over their pasts together.

The mother is always there with a blanket and a comforting meal. She knows when to push and when to let them be. She knows when to walk into their room on their third day of their brooding, throw the curtains open complaining about a lack of sunlight, finds them some clean clothes and says there’s [favourite meal] downstairs for after the character has showered.

She also knows when to just sit with them quietly - waiting for them to open up to her.

They’re settled on the sofa, she has a book in hand and the character is half-watching the television. She knows they have a lot to say, but are having trouble figuring out how to express themselves. But she has the time, so she waits. They tentatively lean across, searching for comfort and she invites them to lay their head in her lap. She cards her fingers through their hair, still reading and waiting. Maybe they speak, maybe they don’t.

#whump #writing #prompts #angst #mother figure #family dynamic #comfort #nightmares #endeavour morse #rip hunter

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daydream-cement · 1 year

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Hiii! I know you’re not taking requests right now so this is for whenever you have the time ! (Or even if you want to:) ) but I absolutely loved the Weems x student reader platonic fluff so much! Would you consider writing one surrounding a student who came out to their parents during parent weekend, it didn’t go well and their parents caused a scene? And then just some protective/mama bear Larissa would be so cute ! Have a great day/night!

Momma Bear

Characters: Larissa Weems x student!reader

Authors Note: This fic may be triggering for LGBTQ readers. I wanted to filter out some of the more painful elements, so everyone feels safe reading.

Your parents voices rung around in your head as you stared at the floor. You mother specifically had begun yelling, causing the whole quad to go quiet, listening in on her harsh words. Parent's Weekend had been going so well, you thought it would have been the perfect time to come out to them. Your time at Nevermore had brought you so many new supportive friendships that you felt like you could finally be yourself.

Your parents has caused you so much embarrassment in that moment with their behavior, but you were astonished when Principal Weems stepped in. Literally, she stepped between you and your parents, shielding you with her tall form.

"Mr. and Mrs. L/n, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Principal Weems offered a diplomatic smile, but like with most people, your parents found it hard to argue with her, "I prefer not to have people making a scene in my courtyard. Your child has been a wonderful student here and I'd rather not have their progress backtracked due to your unscrupulousness."

Your mothers mouth gaped and your fathers look soured. They were absolutely furious that your Principal was speaking to them like this with such a bright smile on her face.

"Once again, I believe your Parent's Weekend is over. I'm sure Coach Vlad can see you out." Larissa held up a hand, inviting Coach Vlad to come stand next to her. His serious demeanor the exact opposite of Larissa.

Principal Weems turned around to face you, her smile was softer when she looked down at you, "Let's go for a walk, y/n."

You nod, eyes staring down at Weems' high heels.

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Principal Weems and you sat side by side in the gardens on a bench. You carefully glanced up at your principal, she was looking around the gardens, allowing a silence to grow between the two of you. Probably waiting for you to talk to her first.

"I tried coming out to them." You explain the reason for your parents yelling, "They... They didn't take it well."

"Mhmm..."

Your principal wasn't all that comforting you thought to yourself. Principal Weems seems nice enough, but she always seemed so serious.

"You know... My mother wasn't too happy when I came out to her either..." Principal Weems drew your attention in, making you feel better knowing she had experienced something similar, "I ended up finding a different 'mom' of sorts..."

Principal Weems looked down at you, her head tilted, "Sometimes the people we are born to aren't our real family. Nevermore... This is my family. You are apart of our Nevermore family too."

You felt tears began to pool in your eyes, but you really didn't want to cry in front of Principal Weems. Gently you lean your head into her arm, hiding your face in her sleeve.

Principal Weems pulled you into a hug. Your head rested against her shoulder and Weems' arms hugged you tight. She continued to speak to you, "As your mom, I'm telling you that I'm so very proud of you for sharing all of yourself with us. You are so incredible. You have come so far since coming to Nevermore."

She placed her hands on your shoulders, drawing you away so she could look into your eyes, "Now I want you to go back to the festivities. I've been told they will be serving dessert soon and I don't want you to miss that."

With that final statement, you went back in for another hug, squeezing Principal Weems a little tighter this time. You even felt Principal Weems press a kiss to your temple.

"Thank you, Principal Weems..." You murmur against her jacket.

"Anything for one of my babies..."

#larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #wednesday netflix #plantonic #mother figure #student!reader #gwendoline christie #mommy #fanfic #oneshot

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tigersullivan01 · 11 months

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Mother figure Alma Peregrine x Reader

In one of the bathrooms Miss Peregrine is helping Claire to take a bath, the water is shallow in the tub with a small coat of soap bubbles on top. Miss Peregrine is sitting on her knees next to the tub with her white blouse on, the arms folded up nicely so they don’t get wet. A soft smile on her face as she helps Claire with the soap cloth.

Y/n is sitting outside the open door in their fox form, their head tilted slightly to the side as they watched the interaction. Enoch walks by and notices Y/n sitting by the door, he stops and looks down at them in question. Y/n looks up at Enoch and slowly walks towards Miss Peregrine and the bath as Enoch watches intently. Y/n soft paws doesn’t make a sound against the tiles on the bathroom floor as they sneak up behind Miss Peregrine, they stop and makes themself ready to jump.

As Miss Peregrine learns forward to reach the further side of Claire Y/n jumps up in the air and dives down into the bath, splashing water all over Miss Peregrine and the floor as Enoch stands in shock outside the bathroom before bursting out laughing. Y/n emerges from the water and looks up at a shocked Miss Peregrine frozen mid movement, when she snaps out of the shock she tries to grab Y/n, who desperately tries to get out of the bath and falls onto the floor with a wet squish then runs through the house and out the back door leaving after a wet trail of water and Miss Peregrine running after.

Y/n pov

“Get back here Y/n!”Miss P yells as I run out into the garden, I see the other children looking shocked and surprised. It wasn’t normal for me to cause a ruckus nor get Miss P angry. I’m slightly scarred that she’s actually angry at me and didn’t se it as a funny joke. I start to pant harder as i run around the garden in circles with Miss P close behind me. I se Enoch by the back door laughing hard with Claire wrapped in a towel in his arms. I soon stumbled over my own paws and face painted into the grass, I’m surprised it didn’t happen earlier.

I’m lifted off the ground by someone, I let out a soft yelp in surprise as i don’t like people touching me. I turn my head to se that it’s Miss Peregrine that has lifted me up with a small smile, her hair looks a little funny as it’s halfway drenched in water and some still styled up in her usual manner. “You need a bath dear, your fur is covered in soap”She says and starts walking inside. I put my front paws against her collarbone and pushes back not liking the idea of a bath, it’s a quite pathetic attempt at getting out of her arms so I give up. I rest my head on her shoulder, snuggling my nose into her neck and puts my front paws on ether side of her neck and closes my eyes. I feel and hear Miss P chuckle softly as she gently strokes my back. “All that running tiered you out hmm? I was quite surprised by your little stunt, it’s not very like you. I’m happy that you’re more comfortable now.”She whispers softly.

Hi writer here! This is the first thing I have written and I’m bad at spelling and English isn’t my first language. Please give some feedback and request if you thought it was good! -Tiger

#alma peregrine x reader #mother figure #fluff #enoch o'connor #alma peregrine

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angelunderheaven · 18 days

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motherless daughters searching for a mother figure in every middle aged woman they meet

photographed by hannah starkey, untitled, october 1998

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elliesmainhoe · 1 year

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Goodnight, Mom

HBO ELLIE WILLIAMS X MotherFigure!Reader

This character is under 18 so the relationship is PLATONIC

Summary: After you help her down from a panic attack, Ellie calls you Mom for the first time.

Contents: mentions of David, trauma response, Ellie isolates herself, Night terror, Panic attack, Panic attack comfort.

A/N: I re-watched the last of us, and omg I need to comfort this bby so bad.

Ellie was such a ray of sunshine, so funny, so fiesty, so sweet. But ever since what happened with David, she just wasn't herself. She was quiet, reclusive and she never left her room, you went upstairs with a tray of food three times a day and left it outside her door, only returning an hour later to see it half eaten and abandoned in the same place you left it.

You missed her. You missed your walking boost of serotonin. Joel, Tess and you had been given her by the fireflies, you were all friends aswell as coworkers, well Joel and Tess had a little fling going on- but to each their own. She was so cute when you first met eachother, her little pocket knife and her messy brown hair.

And ever since you were assigned her as 'cargo', you hadn't been the same. The 14 year old immediately took a liking to you, and you to her. She stuck by your side through everything, you were practically attached by the hip.

She was with you when Tess died, when you tried to find Bill and Frank, when you met Henry and Sam, and when Joel told you he would no longer be coming with you. Ellie was your shadow, always lurking around watching you, smiling in admiration when you killed some infected in a particularly impressive way.

And that's why, after David, you couldn't bring yourself to deliver Ellie to the fireflies. You weren't stupid, you had a degree in biology for fucks sake, you knew- deep down that Ellie wouldn't make it out of that operating room. You knew she would want the truth and so you told her the truth.

Sitting in an old rusted car, driving down an abandoned highway back to Jackson you told her. She was conflicted- her life? For the world's? She was inclined to say yes. However, once you reminded her of the reality- it was unlikely it would work, and if it did it would be used as a political weapon against Fedra, and probably wouldn't see another person after its initial creation.

Once you made it back to Wyoming, you both settled down. Maria gifted you an old run down house to take on as your own.

When Ellie isolated herself in her room, you knew you had to leave her to it. She went through a traumatic experience and she deserved the time by herself to heal, no matter how much you were worried about her.

So, to take your mind of it, you went on patrols and found paint, old books, decorations and lights to try and make the house a home, and you think that you did that successfully. You painted the kitchen cabinets, reupholstered all the stools and couches. Added string lights in the living room and your bedroom to make it more cozy, and added potted plants around the house to bring the outside in.

After about 2 weeks the only room left to decorate was Ellie's. You had a large can of pale blue paint, and had collected a lot of posters of 70s-80s bands she had info-dumped about a while back.

It was night time, 10pm to be exact and you were exhausted- you did your usual routine, applying a moisturizer on your face and brushing your teeth before heading towards Ellie's door.

A small crack of warm light came out from underneath the wooden paneled door. Your first knocked onto the wood,

"you alright in there sweetheart?" you spoke softly, earning just a hum in response. "Well I'm going to sleep now- if you need anything don't be afraid just come wake me up"

"night y/n" Ellie's voice spoke quietly from the other side, if your ear wasn't pressed up against the panels you wouldn't of heard it. "Goodnight Ellie."

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At first the sound of Ellie's screams were no surprise, you often heard her sobbing, begging and pleading in your dreams, but this one was different it was clearer than usual.

Eyes flittering open and reaching over to your bed side table, you flicked on the reading lamp and blinked as your eyes adjusted to the warm golden light the bulb emitted. It did not take long for you to realize that the cries were very much real, and very much coming from Ellie's room across the hall.

Before you could even comprehend what you were doing, you scrambled out of bed and across the landing, swinging open the oak door that lead into the teenagers room. You hurried over to her bedside, turning on the table lamp so you could see Ellie fully.

Her body was writhing, her hands clawing at her own skin subconsciously. Her eyes remained closed, she was still asleep. Shit. First things first, let's make sure she doesn't hurt herself. You took her hands in yours, ever so softly, stroking your thumb against her palms reassuringly. You began speaking to her, trying to rouse her from her sleep as she began to fight against you.

"Baby- Ellie, it's just me Babygirl" you said, louder than you usually would. "You gotta wake up for my sweetheart."

After about a minute her eyes opened slowly- however there was a deep-rooted anger in them at first, for a split second she thought that you were him. She went to push you off of her.

"Sweetheart- sweetheart, it's just me Babygirl, it's just me." You comforted. Ellie's eyes softened, her angry screaming turning into words made incoherent by her relentless sobbing. You took a seat next to her on the single bed mattress, allowing Ellie's arms to wrap securely around your waist.

Her chest heaved- breathing quick and unsteadily. "5 things you can see, you know the drill" you told her, hands tangling into the brunette hair that laid in your lap.

"I can see... You, my sketches on the wall, my pencils, the moon out of my window and my comic book." She trembled through shaky breaths.

"Good Girl. Now, four things you can feel?"

"my bed sheets, your t-shirt, your hand in my hair and the socks on my feet." She spoke calmer this time, but the sniffles and occasional sob still left her lips.

"Well done sweetheart, three things you can hear."

"The clock ticking, your breathing, and my sniffles"

"Mhm.. and two things you can smell?"

"Your new soap and the smell of freshly clean laundry"

"And lastly, one thing you can taste"

"My toothpaste" she says, her breathing had now slowed and her sobs turned into the occasional sniffle.

"Well done Ellie, in so proud of you" you hummed, you pecked her forehead lightly- and grinned when you saw the hint of a smile grace her face.

"Can you stay with me till I fall asleep?" She whispered, looking up at you. "Course I can." you replied before shuffling onto the bed in a comfier position.

Ellie's face, still damp from tears buried itself in the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around you like her life depended on it.

"Goodnight Ellie".

"Goodnight Mom".

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beargyufairy · 3 months

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Lucy & Wendy ✨🌬️

(Which duo/group should I do next?!)

#lucy heartfilia #wendy marvell #fairy tail #sisters #sisters in crime #mother figure #she’s my baby #two peas in a pod #nalu #this is everything #dynamic duo #writers on tumblr #artists on tumblr #illustration

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i-writes-things · 6 months

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Because bedtime is a-

Characters: Any mother figure you see fit. and You as like a 4 year old.

"Because bedtime is a fucking crisis!"

She looked down at you, and all of a sudden you felt small again. She was in shock and you were standing there in horror knowing you should not be referring to bedtime as a crisis. You crossed your arms and pouted. Thinking this would keep your tears away, but it only brought them faster.

"Hey, bedtime is not a crisis. It's-" She could hear the whimpers starting. "Hey, hey." She picked you up as the tears started to fall. "You're not in trouble, baby. Oh I love you." She kisses your cheek, chuckling. "We just aren't allowed to say that word. Okay?" Nodding into her shoulder she walked down the hall to your room. You were sure you would never say the word crisis again. Ever. Never. Not fucking ever again.

#mother figure #mother daughter relationship #mother x you #mother figure x you #mother figure x reader #cute #baby!reader #platonic

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bloodypartydoll · 17 days

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𝙮𝙠 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙢, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝｡

𝑨𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹 𝒙 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑬

#alastor #hazbin rosie #alastor and rosie #platonic love #asexual #asexual relationship #hazbin hotel #mother figure

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