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sauxyan · 3 days
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Boney!
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yellowbugifs · 2 days
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115/365 days of regina mills
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frommydiary · 1 day
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Taylah narrated that he said to Ibn ‘Umar رضي الله عنه, ‘My mother is with me.’
Ibn ‘Umar said, ‘By Allah, if you speak nicely to her and feed her you will definitely enter Paradise as long as you abstain from the major sins.’ (Sahih, Adab al-Mufrad #6)
At Their Feet | Piety Towards Parents by Ibn al-Jawzi رحمه الله pg. 38
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100prcntbitter · 3 days
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Beyond grasp but within reach
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homemakinghippie · 3 days
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tanema123 · 16 hours
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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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ikarust · 2 days
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i talk about tearing flesh from an arm with my teeth and you stare at me in horror like you haven't tasted blood before. i talk about being crushed like a small animal on a fast lane and you ask me how it's humanly possible of me to cling to the stone of the sidewalk the way i do. my mother could skin her hands at the sink and it would still not rid her from the truth that is that she has fed me her body and that she is convict to the manslaughter of her child.
quick question: how does one write about their mother without mentioning their mother? mine is a fortune teller. she tells me in the dead of the night while i am on the kitchen floor with the boning knife in one hand and and a towel in the other that i will never be loved right. that i will never find real love. that i will always suffer if i look for it.
mother knows best.
she tells me she destroyed herself for me and that i am selfish and cruel for not destroying myself for her. she begs me to be beautiful. she begs me to be the daughter she wanted to have. my friend tells me on the swing on a beautiful springtime evening that i am selfish and cruel for devouring every little piece of every damn thing that has ever tasted like love to me. and when i go home in the evening, my mother looks at me like she did the night she told me she wishes she'd killed me when i was a child. i tell everyone i am starving. my mother tells me she told me so.
i stare at the red in the ball of spit i hawked onto the bathroom floor. i retouch the scars on my thighs. i hack away at my hair with the big crafting scissors. i pray to god that i will wake up tomorrow beautiful and loveable. i wake up the same way. my mother tells me to never come back when i step out to leave for work. i tell her i am trying my best but nothing is working. she tells me she told me so. she tells me she's glad to see me in pain because i deserve it.
maybe i do deserve it.
i visit a clothing store and step into the fitting room just to see the way i am reflected back and forth in the front-and-back mirrors. i look and i see a morbid, mangled ruin the greatest what-could-have-been of all time. and by that i mean, i see a million possibilities in one. all the girls i could have been. and at the very center, where the image gets so small it's blurry and barely visible maybe i am beautiful. maybe i am loveable. maybe i find real love and maybe i don't suffer for it.
maybe i am the daughter my mother wanted.
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meliafola · 2 days
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I call this form of the princess my mom I think something reminds me of my mom And I saw my mom who became a demon because of a bad choice I'm sorry mom I made my mom angry.
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Good morning, good morning. Have some masked man
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thealmightyven · 2 days
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Im just creating anything at this point
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gohmer · 2 days
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Smelly ghost
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ladyhearthkeeper · 2 days
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There is a war against motherhood.
In my city, many schools are now choosing to morph "Mother's day" into a day for all that we love. It's no doubt an effort to be inclusive for children who do not have a mother.
My nother treasured the little things we made for Mother's day as children. But as we grew older, she told us she prefered we did nice things for us on other days because she didn't like the whole concept of a fixed day.
Even children who are raised by two men or have lost their mother were born to a woman. We cannot erase that.
Motherhood is sacred.
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askalastorblog · 1 month
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The amount of joy human alastor and his mother gives me should be illegal
https://twitter.com/_nedned_x
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one-time-i-dreamt · 19 days
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Dolly Parton has come to do a show in my town. We couldn't afford tickets, so me and my mom sold my stepdad so we could go.
It turned out that we sold him to Dolly Parton, she made him sing with her and then she gave him back.
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henk-heijmans · 5 months
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Broad-snouted caiman baby in mother mouth being carried from the nest, Sante Fe, Argentina, 2013 - by Mark MacEwen, English
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music · 7 months
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Did you know…
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