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Happy birthday to one of the greatest, the wonderful Faye Dunaway, who is 82 today. She's been in many legendary films like Bonnie & Clyde and Chinatown, and also n some camp fests like Mommie Dearest and Supergirl, but she always gave them her 💯 Are you a fan? #fayedunaway #bonnieandclyde #chinatown #network #mommiedearest #oscarwinner #alejandromogolloart https://www.instagram.com/p/CnZnJe_MCBE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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This just came in the mail. Published in 2016. I love Charles Pierce. #charlespierce #drag #draghistory #queen #queerhistory #torchsongtrilogy #blanche #dindin #femaleimpersonators #bettedavis #joancrawford #mommiedearest #book https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf-SOCEO_ek/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Finally saw Mommie Dearest (1981) and was reminded that Joan Crawford was married to the CEO of Pepsi Alfred Steele from 1955 until his death in 1959. In Joan Crawford's later career, product placement for Pepsi was included in several films, including Strait-Jacket (1964) and Berserk! (1967). Crawford would remain on the Board of Directors of the Pepsi-Cola Company until 1973. #joancrawford #pepsi #pepsicola #alfredsteele #mommiedearest #nowirehangers #whateverhappenedtobabyjane #trog #pepsichallenge https://www.instagram.com/p/CfYeINDu17r/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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my mommy issues are so severe honestly reading the word Mother has the same feeling as reading Jeff The Killer. And i know thats literally just from personal trauma bc i can read the word father and its like yeah whatever. He could be a good dad or a bad dad like whatever. Fathers CAN Be evil or good but i just instantly distrust mothers bc of my Twaumas and thats not a correct way to looknat the world. My only experience with mothers is theyre cartoonishly evil villains with absolutely No Feelings heart or empathy. N thets aj irrational and notnlogical thought.
im like buffalo bill but a girl #mommiedearest #nomorewirehangers #goodbyehorses
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The Moira Rose Tote Bag. 100% cotton, washable and GUSSETED for your convenience. Tap to buy or head to FascistPanties.com #bettedavis #joancrawford #whateverhappenedtobabyjane #hollywood #mommiedearest #fleabag #phoebewallerbridge #london #moirarose #schittscreek #bebé #ewwdavid #alittlebitalexis #murdershewrote #murdershetote #angelalansbury #jessicafletcher #lgbtq #icon #rupaul #rupaulsdragrace #madonna (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcFfh-3DQ3l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Just trying to be helpful here. :)
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I was browsing Simpsons pins, and stumbled upon this... #joancrawford #mommiedearest #enamelpin #etsy #needthis https://www.instagram.com/p/CAnoX8DlY_x/?igshid=1dru3mt07ugvt
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Happy Mother’s Day 🇺🇸 . . . . . . #mothersday #joancrawford #mommiedearest #fun #humor #creepy #retro #vintage #dieztudiocollective #meme #happymothersday https://www.instagram.com/p/CADmrSejNcw/?igshid=1lrev6zwwmuxs
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Happy Mother's Day?? Healing means it's OK to remember it as it was. . . . #blacksmithing #mommiedearest #nowirehangers #mothersday #traumatizedparents #hurtpeoplehurtpeople #PTSD #dissociation #traumatriggers #recovery #slowerisfaster #traumatreatment #thetruthwillsetyoufree #faerie #maker (at Gerton Helipad) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAAfzJOhA-_/?igshid=1sfm1vuum543z
#blacksmithing#mommiedearest#nowirehangers#mothersday#traumatizedparents#hurtpeoplehurtpeople#ptsd#dissociation#traumatriggers#recovery#slowerisfaster#traumatreatment#thetruthwillsetyoufree#faerie#maker
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#memes #mommiedearest #nowirehangers #christmas #christmastree https://www.instagram.com/p/B5pqMfehm0z/?igshid=1ocik7ybc46nc
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Because I am NOT one of your YAMS! #mommiedearest #joancrawford #fayedunaway #christinacrawford #dianascarwid #normanrockwell #thanksgiving https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqfcc9wAt3E/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11me8t65t3apk
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HOW TO BECOME A VIRGIN GODDESS.
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CONTENT CONTAINS SEXUAL ASSAULT, SUICIDE & CHILD ABUSE.
DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN SMUT NOR HAVE I READ IT PROPERLY THUS SUE ME BECAUSE I CAN'T REALLY WRITE IT, SO FEEDBACK WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED. THANKS, BABIES. ALSO, THIS IS JUST BADLY WRITTEN, SO SORRY.
MOMMIE DEAREST...
S O R R O W bleed vigorously from her doey green eyes; it was as harsh as the waves of the black sea. Livid eyes glared pensively into her, eagerly searching for an ounce of weakness, but Hekate would not give in for it was against her nature to submit to a man. The hand that clasped her left hip tightened, along with the hand around her right pale, fragile wrist; it was a rouse to force a simple whimper from her torn, bleeding lips; yet Hekate refused to submit still.
SHE WAS LOST inside herself, so far gone that her external body no longer mattered. A dark paradise had taken hold over her mind and soul. The infectious disease, denoted as love, had numbed any pain that she had felt in her wrist and hip because she was grieving the breaking of her heart; a pain much more stinging and fatal. It was ironic that her mother was the cause of her broken heart for a mother was meant to love her child, not be the very cause of her.
HER SHOULDERS JERKED around as Hermes had finally lost all of his patience with her suffocating silence and the thirst to hear her voice erupted from him. Yet Hekate stared with a blank, emotionless expression at her betrothed for several minutes before yanking away from him and freeing herself; she habitually rubbed her redden wrist and spat at his feet in disgust. Hekate hated Hermes; he was beyond controlling and lustful that you'd swear he was Aries and Dionysus combined. And the very sight of him made her sick to the core, but her mother ordered this union between the Titans and Olympians.
YOU NEED TO LEAVE. Hekate whispered, shaking off the feeling of nausea that enveloped her and turned to glance out of her long, ornate window that overlooked the eastern side of the mountain, which displayed the sea. Outside, it was dawn and the sun was peaking out of the horizon; however, inside the sun was just moments from being blown away. As she took a much-needed breath, rough hands grasped her shoulders downwards, laying her flat on her back.
HER EYES ENLARGED as time seemed to speed up and slow down all at once. Hermes straddled her, using his enormous thighs to move and pin her legs into a "V" and his nails dug hard into her cheeks as if he desired to draw her blood form them. Hekate clawed and clawed at his face as he attempted to bring her's to his. WHAT'S WRONG, HEKATE? NOT SO HIGH AND MIGHTY ANYMORE, ARE WE? MAYBE I SHOULD TEACH YOU HOW A TITANESS SERVES HER GOD. Malice laced his tone as the fragile, silk chiton that had draped over her body was slowly and painfully ripped off shoulders until it was no longer covering the top half of her body before he clasped both of her small wrists with his enormous left hand.
PANIC CONSUMED her thoughts as grimace took over her face as Hermes sought to expose her as much as he possibly could. It was until Hermes lifted his ivory stained tunic and caressed her right thigh and forced it to wrap around him that began to scream. HELP ME, MOTHER...FATHER... His weight shifted to his left knee as he released her hands and gripped her thin waist with both hands and ferociously entered the most sacred place amongst goddesses. Hekate could feel a new sort of sickness fill her body as he began his assault of defiling her. A series of pain filled her tightening womb as the urge to vomit waited in her mouth. With every thrust of his hips, she could fill something in the back of her mind shattering. Was it her pride? Or was it her will to live?
THE GODDESS OF PITY is what the other titans would call her. In Othyrs, she would be frowned up, mocked, and raped by and in front of the men in her family before she'd ever be defended. That's how cruel the Titans were, it was also why the identity of her parentage was unknown. Ironically, she was also the black sheep of the Titans, as she appeared to not possess any power what's so ever. And here she laid, under a man, who could be her brother, her nephew, her cousin or even her father.
SHE WATCHED THE SKY through her window, avoiding the mirror that sat a few paces before her as he penetrated her, endless and never losing the harshness or strength in each thrust. The world felt as though it had stopped, but that feeling was short lived as he gripped her shoulders and threw her onto her stomach and now she could see herself in her mirror. She wore tears like makeup on her face, her hair was as wild as a bird's nest, her green eyes had reddened and there were red handprints displayed on her arms. DO YOU LIKE IT LITTLE TITANESS? Hermes whispered gripping her hair in one hand and using the other to ease himself back into her, gentler than before. Her swollen eyes slowly rose to his charming face; there was nothing, but a mincing joy filling his eyes. PLEASE STOP, IT HURTS. Hekate stuttered out between groans of agony, warm tears spilled out of her eyes once more.
NO, HE WILL NOT STOP FOR A WEAK GODDESS. A harsh feminine voice said, the voice was all-too-familiar to Hekate, whose eyes rose to stare into the golden hazel hues of her mother, Asteria. Since Hekate could remember Asteria had always loathed her and when Hekate displayed no powers, she quickly began arranging her marriage to someone of lower statures. Hekate was a disgrace to the Titans and the Titans viewed gods and goddesses as dirt beneath there feet, so to be called one was a threat. DON'T STOP ON MY ACCOUNT. Asteria smirked at Hermes as he had creased his assault of Hekate at her entrance. AND YOU SHOULD BE PLEASED THAT YOUR HUSBAND DESIRES YOU. Asteria said to Hekate as she nonchalantly sat next to her daughter's head and watched with a sense of longing and anger.
THE GREEN CRACKED in Hekate's eyes as she stared at her mother in great woe. WHY WON'T YOU HELP ME, MOTHER? Hekate cried as she reached for her mother's Caspian blue chiton, only to be struck away and forced face down. WHY DON'T I TELL YOU A LITTLE STORY. Asteria remarked as she signaled for Hermes to stop. Relief washed over Hekate's overwhelmed body, however, Asteria made sure the comfort was short lived as she grasped Hekate's hair and dragged her along towards a now sitting Hermes. BE A GOOD GIRL AND OPEN YOUR MOUTH. Asteria taunted as stared down into her daughter's bloodshot eyes and slammed her in between Hermes's legs.
ONCE THERE WAS A GLORIOUS GOD, WHO WAS MARRIED TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF ALL THE GODDESSES. THEY WERE HAPPY FOR MANY MILLENNIUMS, YET THE BEAUTIFUL GODDESS DID NOT REALIZE THAT HER GOD LUSTED FOR ANOTHER. The hand in Hekate's hair tightened, so tight that Hekate could feel the tips of her hair ripping out, yet nothing matched the pain in her throat. HER GOD FELL IN LUST FOR A WHORE OF DARKNESS AND THAT PRODUCED THE WORST SPECIMEN OF LIFE. IT FUNNY BECAUSE THEIR OFFSPRING WAS SO WEAK AND PATHETIC AND POSSESSED NO POWER WORTHY OF A TITANESS. A bitter laugh escaped Asteria's pink lips as she struggled to remove the hatred from her tone. THE GOD DIED IN A BATTLE; SO THE BEAUTIFUL GODDESS, HAVING SYMPATHY FOR THE SPAWN OF HIS ADULTERY, GAVE HER A CHANCE AT BEING THE WIFE OF GOD. AND THE UNGRATEFUL GIRL EVEN FAILED TO BE THAT, A WIFE. The hatred spewed from Asteria's pink lips as she finally released Hekate's head and gestured for Hermes to leave.
A BREATH FOR LIFE was the first sound that escaped Hekate's purple lips. It was shortly followed by harsh coughing. Her redden eyes looked up once more and the look of hatred displayed itself on her face as she stared at Asteria leaving. There were so many thoughts racing in her head as she thought of things she had wanted to say, but she knew it would only cause her pain and she could not afford any more pain. In a course of six days, Hekate's world had shattered. Her beloved father was murdered by an Olympian, her mother announced her engagement to an Olympian after his funeral, she had been raped by an Olympian and her mother had told her that she was not her mother.
HER HEART could no longer handle the intense feeling of suffocation and With the last ounces of life that lived in her, she crawled to her window. She pulled the handle and pushed it out before dragging herself up to stand on the ledge and looked down to the ground and lightly prayed. MY DARLING MOTHER, WHOEVER YOU MAY BE, HEAR MY PRAYERS AND HELP ME. THEY HAVE DESTROYED ME, MOTHER, THEY HAVE DEFILED ME AND KILLED ME. SO INFECT ME WITH YOUR DARKNESS, SO THAT I MAY FINALLY SEE AND NEVER AGAIN KNOW PAIN. PROTECT ME FROM THOSE WHO SEEK TO HARM ME AND GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO DEFEND MY VIRTUE. AND PLEASE, SET ME FREE. She screamed as she lifted her feet off the ledge and flew downwards with her arms stretched out as she finally felt peace.
THE GODDESS’S INCANTATION...
Blessed Hekate, our Queen of this everlasting Night; take our sorrows a-flight with these kisses of darkness inside of the never-ending light, and let our souls ignite the spirits of our minds. Let your screams scare any who wish to harm purity. Honor chastity, honor insanity, honor solidarity. Farewell into your cave of night, where we will SET YOU FREE, SET YOU FREE!
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#Repost @lcfremont ... It’s February and the coven is gonna keep on celebrating #WIHM because we can and because it’s rad. I have the honor of hilghting those low, down and nasty women that some unfortunate souls call, “Mom”.💜💀🌷It didn’t seem right to kick this off without paying homage to one of baddest of the bad: Joan Crawford. For me, her role as Lucy Harbin in Strait-Jacket is the most, shall we say, true to life portrayal of her particular type of mothering. Lucy has come to make amends with her estranged daughter, Carol, after spending 20 years in an asylum for killing her husband and his lover with an axe. Now, dismembered bodies are piling up once again: is it Lucy?? You’ll have to watch this amazing slice of classic/cult cinema to find out.🪓In her real life, Joan Crawford was never going to win a parenting award, as detailed by her adoptive daughter, Christina. Christina Crawford’s autobiography was turned into one of the, hands down, very best film examples of campy, cult goodness: Mommie Dearest. And guess what? There is an axe involved.🪓🌹Joan Crawford excelled at portraying unlikable mothers in her legendary acting career and, unfortunately for Christina, she excelled at in real life as well. So, my first #MommieDearest for #horrorsisterswihm2022 is the one Mommie to rule them all: Joan Crawford. Because she nails it onscreen and off. 🪓But seriously, a double feature of Strait-Jacket and Mommie Dearest would be a hoot.💜💀🪓🌹 https://www.instagram.com/p/CZtDTYSLOi_/?utm_medium=tumblr
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Day 10 - Cruel #inktober #inktober2018 #dayten #cruel #mommiedearest #fayedunaway #narcissist #vanity #joancrawford #christinacrawford #childhoodnightmares #nomorewirehangers #christinagetoutofthatbed #doyouthinkitsclean #doyou #art #artoftheday #artistsoninstagram #artoninstagram #artwork #inspiration #artist #artwork #blackartist #clipstudiopaint #comics #digitalart #instaartist #wacom https://www.instagram.com/p/BpHiVHunMtv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=r86uu3ck58n9
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Wishing everyone a happy thanksgiving, except Christina… #thanksgiving #thanksgiving🦃 #mommiedearest #christinadarling https://www.instagram.com/p/CWtwrTZPXCA/?utm_medium=tumblr
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