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adelitaflores · 1 year
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After every long day, the sun sets
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Location: Ashmore Arc Country Club
Time: Late afternoon
The Ashmore Arc Country Club was one of the few places in town that the High Priestess Adelita could go without having to worry so much about the eyes on her. Of course the elite who also leisured there had their own reasons for wanting to approach the powerful towns figure, but most understood that ogling and fawning or outwardly seeking out favours or answers to the town’s current crisis, just wasn’t appropriate. Those who fancied themselves better than most, strived to give the appearance of being on a similar level as the likes of Adelita, and as such went out of their way to treat the witch as they would treat any of their equals. Whatever their reasons for giving the witch some respect, Adelita was grateful.
That day had been a hard one. The Flores matriarch had finally cut ties with her secret child and while she had gone about her day business as usual, she had cancelled a couple of evening appointments and had taken herself off to the country club. There, she could relax with just one member of security tailing her. Of course she could have gone home, but then what? Spend the evening avoiding family members enquiring as to why she was home so early? No, Adelita could not bring herself to endure the kind eyes of her mother and the worried cousins asking intrusive questions. 
“Another tequila please” the low pitched, and husky voice of Helka’s Own most disruptive High Priestess, as she handed her copita glass to a waitress and smiled politely, nodding her head so that her long, dark curls fell down her front. The almost forty year old woman sat in the corner of the lounge bar, not far from the piano. She wore a simple Chanel black lace dress with a high neck and low back. It hung off her long, willowy frame and ended with a flamboyant finish just above her ankles, exposing black satin pumps, with a ankle strap, featuring high block heels and a double platform. The outfit was simple, understated and yet the expert eye would spot it’s worth. 
As the witch leaned back into the plump, cushions of the sofa she sat on, a noise caught her attention and dark, almond shaped eyes quickly found the source, her ageing, yet beautiful features lit up by the dim lamp to her left.
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anonymouscheeses · 2 months
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Bonus under cut vvv
Later that same day:
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And... I made an Emily redesign too...... *sniff sob /j* it's not final (like all my redesigns) I'm just trying get better at this design stuff and where better to do it except my current fixation ehhh?????
Long Emily design explanation/rant thing ignore it probably but pls dotn im desperate: I wanted to make her more round and soft cuzzz I love those typa designs I'm just a sucker for circle characters. Made her actually black and not fuckin gray cuz its a transformation to look more human and gentle(for me they go between two forms, their true ones that we see the first time we see them snd their human/softer ones if they ever interact with actual humans which... they usually dont.) Not a demon form tfff. In this version I wanted to put Emily in animal inspired features like... the sheep nose, ears, and hooves. Because she and Sera know that humans and about all beings love animals. Birds have sharp features mostly so they don't look as welcoming as they want to seem. I wanted Emily to look sheep likes and pretty much all the seraphim look more sheep like to make Lucifer stand out as the only one who was symbolized as a snake/goat(still don't know if I'll make him goat or make Lillith goat. I'll decide when I get there lmao). Justtt overalll wanted Emily to look more round, welcoming, and cute. I kept the freckles lighter than her skin color(even tho that's SUPER not accurate to what actually black people look like with freckles but whatevr) because it reminded me of fawns and.... sure Emily is a sheep but I still wanted to incorporate other cute animal traits with her cyz y not.
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very-uncorrect · 2 months
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When they first started travelling together Tails would run off and hide somewhere whenever he was scared since he still didn't trust anyone to fully protect him and was still scared that Sonic's kindness may be temporary and that he'd abandon him at some point.
One day, after enough time has passed since Sonic took him in, he finally fully realises that Sonic has fully intended to be his guardian since about 2 seconds after they first met
Not long after a super violent thunderstorm rolls in and Tails runs to Sonic for protection, snuggling into him, hiding his face in the other's chest, whilst Sonic is trying not to vibrate in excitement because holy shit his kid finally trusts him to protect him after so long
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throttlegainwell · 1 month
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Thinking about that fine line Jonathan walks re: Lonnie's impact on Will. Wanting to insulate Will from Lonnie's rejection and soften that blow as much as he's able, but not wanting to give him false hope and feed a dangerous fantasy where Lonnie has a place in his life.
Because who wants to look into those big, sad eyes and tell their little brother that Dad doesn't love him? That he will never care, and that Will is nothing to him. But he also wants Will to be prepared, and he doesn't want to lie to him. He respects this kid and he wants to impress that upon him--the world may not, but Jonathan will always respect his intelligence and ability to think for himself, and he will nurture that, would never hamper it even supposedly for Will's own good.
So he makes it about conformity. There's a life lesson in that. It's not just that Dad doesn't give a shit--it's that Will should be true to himself because fuck everyone who doesn't see it that way.
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nightmarearian · 29 days
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do you think the abyss healed Childe’s scars?
realistically I know it’s stupid graphics & model “limitations”
But do you think his skin looks as normal as it did before he fell.
Cause when they’re hit, an abyss monster.
They disintegrate.
Do you think Ajax’s scars healed like that? In the abyss? After it, too?
Do you think they burned? Or was it numb, as the darkened skin faded away with little, yellow, glowing particles?
That he has no evidence of his suffering for those three months in hell (and his only companion’s silence) but dull eyes no one wants to look at?
Callouses on his hands and feet that no one pays attention to? Takes care of?
That he shows his prowess and uncanniness and abyssal hunger because that’s the only way how? Yes. he is hungry and wants a fight. Look at him. He’s off. Broken now.
Look at him.
Please.
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punkstylerecovery · 6 months
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i think people rarely think of situations like what's happening in Palestine in terms of youth liberation but like. Almost 50% of Gaza's population is under 18. Do know how many kids in Gaza are refugees? Are homeless? Are orphans? Do you know how many of them are starving? Do you know how many of them are dying, are explicitly being targeted because of their families connections to Palestinian resistance? Do you know how many of them are already working? Do you know how many of them are already resistance fighters?
Not to make it all ~intersectional~ or something but I can't imagine believing in youth liberation and ignoring/not believing in a free Palestine. It's a HUGE youth liberation issue.
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bonefall · 9 months
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The really sad thing about the narrative of DOTCs is I can legit see Bumble and Grey Wing becoming Friends. Instead the authors put Grey against her because in the distance future Firestar has to be the special lil guy and break the kittypet bloodline weakness curse or something (still love ya Fire.)
I'm not sure... I think the Gray Wing they wrote is so nasty and spiteful that he was always going to hate Bumble, because she "took" his romantic interest from him. I think to like Gray Wing, you have to like a completely new character.
He isn't wise, at all. He's actually completely oblivious. To Clear Sky, to his partners, to his adopted children's feelings. He has a couple nice interactions with Pebble Heart and that's about it.
His emotions are constantly clouding his judgement. Spite towards Bumble, adoration for Clear Sky, frustration at Turtle Tail coming down from heaven because she can't stay (???)
Complete misogynist. Judges female characters much more harshly than male characters around him, even going so far as to feel happy that Wind Runner has no ambition while she's nursing her kittens.
Tried to "comfort" her when her baby passed away by telling her "we can't save everyone and maybe it's for the best it died. Anyway it would be easier for you if you believed in Jesus."
This isn't even getting into the constant ridiculing of fat people and Chelford cats.
He's everything that sucks about male WC protags in a little bundle. Sad boy who has to get rewarded for all his "romantic suffering" with a womb to incubate his 'real' children after being a moron at best and a jackass at worst for 6 books.
I just can't see the character they wrote maintaining a friendship with Bumble. He seems like he'd come up with some stupid reason to dislike her and smugly cap it off with, "and that's that!" like he did when he was berating Turtle Tail for even thinking about going to live with her. And then the writers make everyone clap.
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adelitaflores · 2 years
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Can you really live with yourself knowing you have a daughter out there?
Is this a twisted kind of joke intended to tarnish my reputation? If so, you will need to try harder.
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Like any parent who has given a child up for adoption or chosen to abort a baby, I will live on. Of course I will, because the decision does not determine my worth.
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watching episode ten and the contrast between kaji recognising asuka is literally obviously a child and being incredibly uncomfortable with her making moves on him vs misato who’s entire job is basically grooming children into combat and who has her own issues with expressing herself so she acts suggestively towards shinji despite obviously having no interest in him and seeing him more like a little brother or a son is really interesting. nerv, as a whole, are predatory towards the children piloting the evas, and while they’re not being sexually groomed what’s happening to them to make them child soldiers is still like, literally child grooming, and i don’t think the contrast between that and misato and kaji's response to their respective ward is unintentional. misato is instinctively defaulting to the same thing that’s basically her job description even though she clearly isn’t doing it intentionally, whereas kaji is uncomfortable with the idea of taking advantage of asuka in a sexual way (as he should be, she’s a literal child) but either hasn’t or doesn’t want to come to terms with the fact that he’s taking advantage of her in non-sexual ways and that grooming, even though it’s non-sexual, is most likely a large reason why she and the other children often act out sexually in ways that aren’t entirely typical of young teenagers.
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timbourinedrake · 2 years
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Reading Batman: Son of the demon and crying over what we could've had,,,,,,they were so happy together,,,,,
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And then getting absolutely devastated by these panels
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I will never emotionally recover
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gxlden-angels · 10 months
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I think it's really funny when fundies are also super into the crunchy lifestyle like bestie your whole system is based on a dude with magical powers born from a virgin you can take a tylenol and stop feeding your infant raw milk now
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thatpastelwitchbitch · 5 months
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Abusive parents, and accepting that they'll never love you...
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Tw: Child neglect, child abuse (sexual, physical, and emotional), generational trauma, and a generalized discussion on mental illnesses.
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Recently, I've had my first real-life interaction with my mom in two years. This interaction has brought me to the realization that my parents will never change. They will continue to be bad people and bad parents until death. I doubt they were born evil, of course. Yet they had rather traumatic upbringings that they never fully accepted.
My mother, growing up, was severely neglected and lost her only brother at a young age. My father was physically abused by his parents, and his sister was molested. They're two unlucky souls who bond via a shared love for nicotine, weed, booze, and self-loathing. Yet despite their sympathetic upbringings, they have drained me of all my pity. Since they have been using these experiences to excuse their abusive actions for the past 50 years.
Our traumatic experiences are a part of us, but they do not excuse our actions.
To truly acknowledge a person's trauma is to accept that it will always be a part of you. Yet you can not let that fact control your life. For if you do your growth, as a person will be stunted, and you'll never hold yourself accountable for your own actions.
If a person decides to try and help other people in any meaningful way, they must first acknowledge their demons and accept change as the only solution. This sentiment is even more important to keep in mind when deciding to raise children.
A child's parents should be selfless. They should put their kids first and themselves last since they have taken up the responsibility of raising a child. When the parents do not meet this standard and are selfish, rude, and abusive, the child assumes they themselves are to blame. Some may think that they deserve to be treated badly and that if they change themselves, their parents will treat them properly. Sadly, the parents never change. Instead, they will continue to blame and abuse the kid, despite them being the only ones capable of changing their own actions. Change isn't possible unless a person admits fault.
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My parents have proven to me that they are too far gone to change their ways.
When I saw my mother for the first time in two years, I realized she hadn't changed at all. The same snarky comments, the same sense of self-entitlement, and that alcoholic flush. She hadn't learned anything from her loss of custody or our lack of contact. She was just the same mom I've known all my life. She even kept referring to her house as "home," as if that place ever were ever a home. That house was where my brother had molested us. Yet she had the nerve to continue bringing him up.
She doesn't believe us. All of the custody battles and evaluations? They were all over nothing in her eyes. My own mother, the woman who birthed me, bathed me. She didn't believe me. I've lived only seventeen years, yet already I've had to realize that my mother loves and cares about our abuser more than me. That's just the type of person she is, I suppose. She'd always forget about me in the bathtub, at soccer practice, or at dance class. She was always keeping herself busy with her delusions. "People hate us because we're weird." "We're not like other people; we're special." "You and me are the only ones who really understand each other." My mom would constantly say stuff like me ever since I was able to state my own opinions. A forty-year-old woman comparing herself to a five-year-old? She was convinced that she wasn't allowed out of the house to meet friends in fear of my father's wrath. Yet he would never physically keep her there. 
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Since my father was hit as a child, he vowed never to hit his family.
While he occasionally broke this vow, I never once saw him hit or restrain my mother in any way. My dad had a temper, and every day, he would get into angry, screaming fits about something. But my mom always stood her ground and argued back at him. I think she found some form of comfort in her suffering at the house, which is why she never left. Instead, she tried to raise me into being her "perfect" daughter and, more importantly, a friend for her. This treatment gave me the idea for many years that, despite everything she does, she still loved me. 
I had given up on having a loving father figure early on in life. The first ever memory I have is of my dad yelling at my mother to "shut me up." When I would cry, he would yell at me, saying, "Stop feeling sorry for yourself!" So that made me grow to both rarely show valuable emotions and despise my father. But my mother hated him as much as me, right? She always complained about him, told me about all his failures as a husband, and disapproved of his actions. But then why did she never divorce him? 
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Finding comfort in mistreatment.
That's what my mother does. She refuses to accept change and instead continues to wallow in her own misery. That's why I know she doesn't really love me and won't attempt to change. A person who wants to have a loving relationship with another should do everything in their power to express their admiration. They should be willing to change if the other person is having a problem with their actions.
But that's only expected. They have no responsibility to change. What my mom had shown me that over the past two years, she had not changed, it made me realize she was not making an effort to change. She just expects all the benefits of having a relationship with someone without putting in any of the effort. This is a thought process that I am all too familiar with when trying to maintain relationships. It breaks my heart that my own mother doesn't even care enough about me to attempt change.
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But that can't just be the end, can it?
Of course, it can't be! Despite my parents' misgivings, I can't just give up on my life. With life comes with a brutal acceptance of tragedies. If I want to keep myself happy and healthy, I need to give up on a relationship with my parents and focus on forming a newfound form of family. And I do want to keep myself happy! Because I deserve it. I've been mistreated my whole life, but I'm not going to let that fact stop me from striving to be the best person I can be. After all, I'm only truly aware of this one chance at consciousness, and I'm not going to just let this chance pass me by!
When life just keeps punching you down, you must keep fighting. Don't let some asshole stop you from living your life. We're the only people who can treat ourselves with the most respect. We are born alone, and we die alone. So we must be our own best friend in order to get through all the shit life will put in our way. When your brain gets mean and this sentiment is too hard to follow, be sure to surround yourself with supportive friends and family, and don't be afraid to admit you're having issues!
Stay awesome - Bopo ☆
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and-stir-the-stars · 11 months
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William smokes in my hc, so I'm now wondering whether Evan may have tried picking up that habit in Saffron au
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morgayz · 2 months
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do you have any kind of context for this sample? no <3 still posting anyway! truly though, this is from one of my ( hesitantly titled ) wips called twist of fate, about the tumultuous relationship between a folk musician named james rivers and a music journalist, oliver noble, in the 60s. it's been a while since i wrote for this wip, but uhhhh here's me dumping this in your hands now! enjoy enjoy
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