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sonocomics · 5 months
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I was SO done with Aelfric's shit by the end of the DLC. ...and I wasn't even the one that fought out his map!
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go6jo · 6 months
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i imagine suguru to be a mama’s boy until around the age of seven when his cursed technique starts to manifest itself. hes the example of a perfect child, all of his mom’s friends praising him and showering him with compliments, her dearest son which she flaunts with so much pride - hes polite, and he’s kind, he says please and thank you and rarely ever speaks unless spoken to - quiet, examplary. faultless. until one day shes startled out of sleep with a loud scream echoing throughout the whole house and she immediately jumps out of bed to check on suguru and she swings the door of his bedroom open only to find her son curled up in a corner, hugging his knees to his chest, trembling while staring with tremendous fear into the window on the wall directly across from him, and she runs to him, crouches down to his level to hush him and ask him what’s wrong. he can barely speak through the heavy sobbing, hiding his face in her chest, little fingers fisting her nightgown “there’s something outside the window, mama.” she looks outside clutching suguru to her chest still but - “there’s nothing outside, ‘ru” she figures it must have been a nightmare so she lifts him up into her arms and starts walking towards the window despite all of his protests, he’s thrashing and he’s trying to escape from her grasp but still she insists there is nothing outside, mama promises, alright?. just look. and when he does, she feels his skin run ice cold under her hands, muscles tense and breath hitching. hes frozen in place, unmoving while staring with wide eyes into nothingness. it becomes a reoccurring event. she takes him to all these different specialists, she’s desperate - psychologists, neurologists, - mediums even - and still no answer as to why her otherwise calm and perfect boy has turned out this way, difficult and inconsolable. he sees things, it must be some kind of illness, there’s no other plausible explanation, she thinks. he’s not crazy, he can’t be crazy, she’s in denial— eventually it turns into something out of her control, and she starts to believe he must, in fact, be crazy because it becomes a problem. one she has grown tired trying to find a solution for. he refuses to leave the house, saying there are monsters lurking everywhere he goes. his friends at school start to think he’s weird. he refuses to eat and he becomes more difficult to deal with each passing day. his mom starts to grow more and more distant every day. what did she do to deserve this, to deserve a problematic child. he’d been so perfect and he’d ruined everything. suguru can see it in her eyes, she doesn’t know what to do anymore, she does’t think she can handle this anymore. she doesn’t want to — he can see the disappointment in her eyes.
so when her son arrives home one day saying he’s moving to tokyo, i found some people who can help me, ‘ma. she thinks nothing of it. he is 15 years old now, he’s gone back to his old quiet self, has settled down for the most part, yet, still, his mother asks no questions, because it’s a burden she can finally get rid of. (he meets a blue eyed boy on the street one day, white hair, around the same age as him while he’s paralized in the middle of the sidewalk, a scary figure blocking his path as he’s returning home from school, tormenting him. he’s stuck in place looking at the monstrous thing until, in the bat of an eye it is gone and standing in it’s place is a boy with a smug smile on his face “easy. see? gone.” he joins suguru on his way back and eventually reveals that he ran away and it mustn’t be long until someone comes looking for him.) he packs and he leaves on a summer day after kissing his mother’s cheek goodbye, his figure towering over hers already, she’s at the kitchen counter, preparing lunch, chopping some vegetable and barely even spares him a glance when he walks through the front door. he still visits her every so often. even brings you home to her once and she thinks you must be a saint. she treats you well, sits down on the couch with you and flips through an old album full of pictures of him, there are only baby pictures, though. no record of suguru from the age of eight onwards. looking at you both, suguru feels a semblance of normality, something he hasn’t felt in a while. not ever since he was a kid. you’d been nervous to meet her, had known very little about her for suguru rarely ever mentions her, much less his father. “she loves you” he mouths while sitting on the couch opposite to you when his mother gets up to check the pot on the stove. more than she loves him, he thinks, but he’s happy - he’s happy that she does, he knew that she would - and he’s smiling at you but there is a hint of sorrow in the gesture. his mother doesn’t resent him as much nowadays - out of sight out of mind, he’s not a weight in her life anymore. until he stops coming over as often, a whole year goes by before she gets to see him again, standing on the porch of his old childhood home he’s grown a lot ever since the last time she saw him, he’d always been a handsome boy, she thinks, but he has grown into his features, looks more comfortable in his skin, less awkward, more mature, his hair a lot longer than ever before and he has blood on his clothes. for the first time in years she’s striken with the most profound feeling of worry towards him, towards her own son, the little boy she had raised with her own two hands and who had suffered so much at the hands of the world is that his blood? is he going to die? she grabs him by the arms and begins pulling him inside the house but he resists, whispering his last words to her. “im sorry, ‘ma.” (about this post.)
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traumasurvivors · 2 years
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With Mother’s Day coming up, I just want to give a shoutout to all of those who are low contact or no contact with their mother or mother figure. So many people say “but she’s your___!” and I’m sorry that they push that on you. You are completely valid if you need/want space from your mom and it doesn’t mean that you’re bad or anything like that. 
I also want to give a shoutout to those who have lost their mother/mother figure. Loss is hard and it can be traumatic and if Mother’s Day brings up bad feelings for you, you are so valid. 
If Mother’s Day is hard for you for whatever reason(s), you are completely valid and that’s okay.  
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As much as people talk about the trans story arc in Dead End Paranormal Park, there's one thing about it that I feel makes it especially hit home and I haven't seen anyone talk about it yet.
When a character is trans and that's a major part of the story, and this extends to gay characters as well, the parents are almost always either transphobic/homophobic and not accepting at all, or they're 1000% supportive and will celebrate their child every chance they get.
Now, there's no inherent problem with depicting a family like this, but real life is not as black-and-white, and I feel like Dead End shows a great example of a family in-between. They're clearly supportive, they call Barney by his real name and refer to him as a boy, but at the same time, there's clearly some tension between him and the rest of his family in regards to his transition.
This is especially apparent when his family has dinner with his grandma and his grandma continuously says mean things to him, and his family stays silent and complicit. We're not even aware of what exactly his grandma said, which makes it worse, but we know it certainly had something to do with Barney being trans.
His mom says "there's a lot [Barney's grandma] doesn't understand." This is excusing her actions. This is the kind of depiction that is more realistic. His parents support him, and that's it. They're the kind of people that won't make transphobic comments, but will turn a blind eye when other people do... even if it's in the presence of their trans son.
I'm happy that his parents had their moment of realization and decided to treat their son better. This is not a hate post towards them. This is a love post towards the series-- I'm very happy that the series went this direction because it's more true to life this way. I've met and seen many trans people with parents like these but I never see it represented in media. Just another aspect of the series that makes the representation so good
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latinotiktok · 1 year
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shittysawtraps · 1 year
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Hello mother.
You are an incredibly hardworking and gorgeous person, yet you refuse to believe that as you regret your old mistakes. In front of you are your three children, telling you how much they appreciate and love you. Every time you refuse to believe them, you will be sent into a different room, where people the same age as your children tell you about their own abusive or toxic mothers. You will then be sent back to your children, and the process will repeat until you accept the truth. When you do, you and your children will be returned home. Everyone makes mistakes, but you have more than made up for them.
Good luck.
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himbofur · 2 months
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(shows up an hour late to promo hour)
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HI sorry I'm late I was fuckin yo momma. I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. No come back play toys with me
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chaoscorpio · 1 year
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I got my pins today from @moldspace and put them on my 'dreamers' jean jacket asap!! I love them all so much!!! 😍☀️🌕⭐️
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cryptidsandchamomile · 5 months
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I will literally never know which horrific memories are actually true or not cause of the constant lies and gaslighting I've dealt with throughout my youth.
I will never know if I'm being fair or not and I'll never know if my feelings are valid and that I have reason for being so uncomfortable around my mother. It's exactly how she wants me to feel, so she has more control and I can't do anything about it cause I'll never get a straight answer from her
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aweega · 1 year
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i like to think it's universal for people to go to aquariums and think the whole time about how delicious the fish look. this is the only character trait i'm willing to share with my mother
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duelcafe · 2 months
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So I have some good news regarding my mother — she should finally be able to come home soon! Naturally, this means I will be moving in with her soon as that's always been the plan, and I've been preparing for that and making sure we have everything we'll need for our place. I'll be a bit scarce and slow to get to things, but it's all falling into place at last! I'll still be working in the background when I can both here and on my other hub, but don't expect too much at this time haha.
EDIT: The official day is Tuesday the 27th!
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sonocomics · 8 months
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It’s been 7 years
As per every year, I would like to make a tribute post to my mother who passed away July 31, 2016. For those of you that are new here, this post is never supposed to make anyone feel bad or sad, but is instead meant for me to reflect on this event in my life. I do recommend reading the posts from previous years:
2017′s post
2018′s post
2019′s post
2020′s post
2021′s post
2022′s post
I scheduled out today’s comic long before this month rolled around, so I’m not exactly “off” as I usually am, at least from your guys’ perspective. IRL I am definitely off...since this July my grandmother on my father’s side also passed.
We knew it was coming, but it still hits hard. If you’re seeing this post, please take today to talk to friends or family members you haven’t seen in a while - you never know how long you have with them.
Spread a little kindness - let people know you love them!
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go6jo · 6 months
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taking geto to meet your parents for the first time.
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the-apartment-complex · 3 months
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Heh
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rainbowire · 3 months
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forum seems to be starting well….
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