#she is literally my mom guys | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

rubysparx · 3 months

Text

Um actually I have something more to say about Kabru and Mithrun’s similarities and relationship.

I think a lot abt how it’s shown a few times how elven culture relies heavily on non-natural ways of doing things, and it’s interesting especially how like our main cast repeats multiple times the three steps to living a long and healthy life. Meanwhile the canaries, the elves, don’t necessarily recognize that stuff as important as it is. I think specifically of the example of Mithrun explaining to Kabru that he has to have medication or a spell otherwise he can’t sleep, to which Kabru tucks him in and gives him a massage which knocks him out cold. His dependency on other methods to fight off insomnia were kinda just in his head, he hadn’t tried anything else. I mean prior to joining the canaries he was fully restrained 90% of the time so ofc a servant would just come in and place a spell for him to sleep every night. And he was like that for years. And then Cithis just replaced all his caretaker servants, then it became her job to make sure he took a pill or listened to her bells every night. I think there’s something there about how there’s a list of stuff Mithrun wasn’t allowed to be around and when he gets separated from the canaries he encounters all of that since Kabru doesn’t know to “protect” Mithrun or restrain him so severely. And it’s interesting because Mithrun doesn’t even seem to have issues with the things, like ofc top on the list was he wasn’t supposed to see goats or sheep. One of the first things he and Kabru eat is barometz. Its something to me that Kabru, who has also suffered so much, takes Mithrun into this dungeon and he has to face head on what’s been bothering him, he has to look his trauma in the eyes. And eat it. He cannot move on until he sees it, understands it, and finally starts talking about himself (“the last desire I had left wasn’t revenge, I wanted the demon to finish me off” “I was scraps left on the plate […] I guess vegetable scraps have their uses too”)

It just seems to me like a more vague and overarching way we see the elven cultural mindset hold him back from properly healing, I don’t think Kabru knew what he was doing at all but the fact of the matter is no one was filtering Mithrun’s view of the world anymore. And while Mithrun believed that didn’t matter to him, nothing mattered, it still made a difference. He was still on the path to moving on, and properly healing, even though he didn’t quite recognize that.

#dungeon meshi #not overtagging this sory #I’ve been having a lotta Mithrun thoughts despite saying i don’t like him very much #</3 #not a Kabru/Mithrun shipper just bc I can’t get behind #shipping Kabru with the guy his mom used to be coworkers with #and she also like. oversaw his rehabilitation. for years #but I mean I see the dynamic that fact just bothers me when I consider it myself #do whatever you want. thumbs up emoji #these quotes aren’t exact and there’s no image proofs #this is a messy one I’m literally just getting my thoughts out #this post was originally drafted at like 4am #Cortana send this thing out into the world #also slightly off topic but does #anyone else ever think abt the implications of marcille’s dungeon lord dress being #corseted in a story where body fat shows strength and love of life #the demon gave her a dress that made her appear unnaturally thin. hey can anyone hear me #hello. hey

249 notes · View notes

anthyies · 7 months

Text

happy incarnation kim dokja will die at the hands of the person he loves the most tuesday

#esha.txt #orv #ive literally been smiling so wide for like half an hour about this THEYRE GETTING THERE! THEYRE GETTING TO 73RD DEMON KING! ITS REALLY #HAPPENING :3 #webtoon onlies dont even know. but they will. yjh doesnt know. but she will. kimcom doesnt know. but they will... :3 #its also omelas arc time im so excitey. and then its half kdj backstory reveal time YAY #AND HOLY SHIT ITS GONNA BE FOURTH WALL ATE MY MOM TIME and alsoooooo :3 :3 :3 hsy and yjh from the epilogues show up time guys i love orv i #so excited its unreal #when they finally get to the arc itself they HAVE to include You Are Always Like This Kim Dokja Do You Think I'm An Emotionless Monster. hs #moments of ALL TIME!!!!!!!!!!!

387 notes · View notes

beanghostprincess · 1 month

Text

The way this fandom treats Pudding should be studied under a fucking microscope because what do you mean you hate a girl who has been manipulated by her mother since she was born into hating herself and using a fake personality to attract men??? What do you mean you hate a girl whose last scene was sobbing because she had to let go of the only guy she has ever truly loved and has ever understood her??? Actually. Let me just-- What do you mean you hate a girl who was manipulated during the whole arc and clearly is being psychologically abused by her mother??

#every day i think the one piece fandom would hate me if i were a character of the show bc i would. probably be pudding ngl #pudding is the best representation of people with mommy issues my girl did nothing wrong hate big mom instead or something #she is my beloved #also it's incredible like. the amount of hate zeff gets but then big mom is like. never mentioned when it comes to pudding????#pudding is literally traumatized HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE IT #a girl who starts crying in the middle of a wedding bc a guy didn't straight up insult her for being different is not okay mentally #one piece #charlotte pudding #whole cake island

136 notes · View notes

front-facing-pokemon · 5 months

Text

#bouffalant #i forgot this pokémon existed. i don't even know what type it is #ground?? ground/normal??#okay no it's just pure normal. this is like tauros's cool cousin #Tau Ross. 'cause. he has bob ross hair. :)!#did you guys know that the bob ross show was actually filmed at my alma mater #yeah. the college that i'm doing finals for Right Now. the joy of painting was filmed there i think #no one talks about it and i had to find out from random anecdotal evidence from my mom when we were on a road trip #dunno how SHE knew but no one who goes to this college ever talks about it. they only ever wanna talk about david letterman #i hate it here. so glad to be graduating soon #the only reason i'm okay with telling you all where i go to college is because as of this posting (december 13th) i will literally #be graduating in three days. that'll be commencement. which i'm not even going to because fuck commencement

104 notes · View notes

justablah56 · 8 months

Text

GUYS LOOK AT MY NEW KITTEN LOOK AT THE BABY BOY GUYS

he's just a sleepy little boy and I love him soso much

#just blahs #we havent named him yet and we literally just got him #my mom literally just randomly texted me and was like hey come get in the car we're gonna go somewhere #and she had me drive and she didnt tell me where we were going #and then boom were at some random ladies house and shes bringing out a box of kittens and we're picking one #i literally love him so much you guys #kitty #cat #kitties #cats

129 notes · View notes

fishareglorious · 2 months

Text

I like Vertin's messiah parallels so I bring to you the theory: what if she was a virgin birth like Mary had with Jesus?

Vertin's mom disappears for months on end and throws the people that know her into a tizzy looking everywhere for her, then she casually rolls up to the Foundation one day with a fucking. newborn child. That looks a lot like her.

"Who's child is that?" Constantine asks.

"Mine, of course???"

"But you've never shown any interest in... who's the father, then?"

"... yeah i actually have no idea lmfao. i'm gay and you already know that, Constantine."

"..."

A week later she also peaces out and leaves little Vertin to the Foundation. No one has any idea where she's gone after that.

#reverse 1999 #vertin #vertin's mom #certified storm moments #sorry my fanon interpretation of vertin's mother is the guy making a peace sign and disappearing gif #deadbeat mom of the year mug goes out to her. vertin will not catch a break with the older women in her life #i prioritize the silly it is simply in my nature #but also. considering the one memory vertin has of her is on a laboratory bed surrounded by medical staff. and vertin was left to the #spdm's care at a month old. what does this imply. does she remember being a literal newborn. was this memory of hers happened when she was #a little older than that? vertin's mom is such an intriguing topic for me because we literally know nada about this woman #chapter 5 please lore drop at least a crumb about her blease #is she the besmir woman. is she someone else entirely. WHO ARE YOU

48 notes · View notes

shimenchus · 1 year

Text

it's so telling when someone says radical feminism is "white woman shit" and you bring up the fact that in many places such as africa or asia, the only feminism that prominently exists is radical feminism, and for those places it's just considered regular feminism that you get told those women live in places that aren't progressive enough for them to understand their actions properly. to say these women are too dumb to realize that their beliefs are "bad" simply because they don't align with western mainstream liberal feminism is rooted in xenophobia and racism, not to mention a lack of understanding of the struggles and violence women from these countries regularly go through, which can range anywhere from fgm to men rubbing and wiping their cum on the back of women's clothes in trains. but of course, as usual, there's no intelligent response to this so you just end up getting blocked or get rape wished on you.

#my grandma was born and raised in south sudan she considers herself a feminist and her beliefs #along with all of the women she knows believe in what radfems believe in #being against things like surrogacy forced marriage harmful sex culture misogyny male violence and femicide #i live in a primarily hispanic/black area and literally the only people who try to push gender shit on us is white people #and if you say you don't believe in all that you get called an ignorant white supremacist #white people put the mirror down when you're calling non white people white supremacists #anyway today's rant is brought to you by a white guy who told me (a non white darkskin child of 2 immigrants)#that of course i didn't understand gender politics because i'm too privileged #and then went on to say women in south korea aren't 'booksmart' enough to realize their corset movement is a 'terf' movement.....#my mom always tells me do not engage with white people who want to play devil's advocate with race based matters #and yet here i am doing it again lol #/rambling

200 notes · View notes

softquietsteadylove · 26 days

Note

Hey could I ask for a Thenamesh human au were Thena is raising her little sisters (Sersi and Sprite) after their parents die and Gilgamesh is her co-worker who finds her having a mini breakdown and comforts her? Kinda slow burn-ish and no smut if possible

"Sorry!"

Thena pressed even harder on her eyebrows, sure she would get bruises from it. Maybe then she might actually get medical clearance for time off. "It's fine."

"I didn't mean-"

"It's fine!" she snapped at him again, shifting to swipe at the corners of her eyes and wipe the tears onto her fingertips and then on the sleeves of her cardigan. "I was just...looking for something."

But all she heard was the door shutting gently.

Thena sighed, picking her head up and looking around the shelves. All that was in here was extra paper and printer ink. "Gil, I'm fine."

Gil was sweet, if a little too sweet. He went out of his way for people, which their firm really discouraged. But he was going into family law, which was easy to tell from the 'everything' about him.

"Yeah, I just, uh," she heard him shuffle around before finally turning to glare at him. Her glower was usually strong enough to scare away anyone else. He pointed at the shelf of toner. "Printer."

She closed her eyes, feeling the throbbing in her head from her coffee and the twitch in her eyes from her need for sleep. But they had a lot of contracts to examine, and Sersi was in the middle of the soccer season, which meant she didn't even get home until 6, which pushed dinner to 7 and that said nothing about homework and getting Sprite to bed at a decent hour.

"Um," Gilgamesh gulped, tugging at the suit he was wearing. It was standard attire for the firm, of course, but she always imagined he had a hard time finding suits to really fit him. Perhaps he needed shirts and Jackets in one fitting and trousers in a smaller one. "How was Sersi's game?"

She whipped her head up at him, and she must have looked ready for murder by the way he flinched. "What?"

He went stiff as a board, practically pressing his back to the door. "S-Sersi--your sister, you said she had a soccer game on friday. H-How did it go...if that's okay."

Right, friday; she had rushed home from work, still with half a day's work to complete, picked up Sprite, gotten her not to gripe all through grocery shopping, bundled her up for Sersi's game, which was a loss, and it was a hard loss, and Sersi got a few scrapes and bruises, so then they were both a little cranky for the start of the weekend, and of course that meant she didn't actually get any work done-

"Thena?"

She blinked, feeling as if she had gone somewhere else entirely. This was getting ridiculous. She just needed coffee, she reasoned. Even more coffee. She shook her head.

"Hey," he whispered, not moving from the door to let her out, despite her moving closer. "Are you okay? I know you're...I know you've got a lot on your plate."

A lot on her plate? She had that already with this job and the beginnings of her career. Her student debt alone would be more than a full plate.

That was before handling a joint funeral, and counselling for her sisters, and getting them back to school, and a full year of them not being themselves. And then, when they finally seem to be getting better, both of them start having the worst time with school in their lives.

Or maybe their mother was just better at dealing with it than Thena could say for herself. And while their father wasn't exactly her favourite person, let alone parent, her first year of filing her taxes with two dependants was enough for her to look into a decent accountant for this year.

"Listen, I know you've got this under control," Gil continued, visibly worried about saying the wrong thing. "I know you're tougher than I could ever imagine."

She really didn't know about that.

"But if you need--I mean, if you ever want a hand with anything, or even just logistics, or carpooling or something," he suggested, losing confidence with every new idea. His massive shoulders drooped and he gave her those big, sad puppy dog eyes that always got him the best desk and the best cases and the best lunch, "just let me know, y'know?"

Thena gulped. Heat rose up in her as the horror of her tears resurfaced. She was done crying. It was the middle of the work day. She didn't have time for this. This had never been an issue before.

Can we have lasagne?

Just that simple text from Sprite had set her off. Because Sprite loved lasagne--she loved their mother's lasagne. And for an entire year Sprite couldn't even stand hearing the word, let alone the sight of it. And to have her ask for it, when they all knew that Thena was somehow the worst cook of all three of them.

Gil blinked as Thena dropped her head, squeezing her eyes shut and pressing her hand over her eyebrows again. His hands hovered around her, never crossing the last few inches of boundary she held.

Thena was just as shocked as she leaned froward and her forehead met something firm. But she couldn't choke it all back, a squeak escaping her as her tears dropped to the musty old storage closet carpet below.

"Hey," he whispered soothingly. Of course the bastard was great at comforting people too. Why wouldn't he be? Why wouldn't he be so completely perfect? "It'll be okay."

She usually hated when people spoke so certainly. Because what did they know? What assurance did they have? But Gil meant well. He only ever meant well. Her breathing slowed and she realised she was truly letting him embrace her. What an unfortunate turn this had taken. But he was warm, and he smelled nice. And it felt nice when he rubbed her back.

Gil let her pull away, not making a grand affair out of the whole thing. He brushed away a few more tears of hers, "you okay?"

She nodded. She was far, far from it. But she could probably get through the rest of the work day without humiliating herself further. Her throat felt dry as a bone. "Thank you."

Gil tilted his head at her. He did give off the first impression that he would be some meathead, into his own looks and loud and brash and hypermasculine. But he was kind, he was considerate of others and his good nature only made him more sensitive to those around him. "I mean it, Thena, if there's anything you need at all."

He was one of only a few who even knew about her sisters. She didn't really go around announcing her past, and she wasn't one for keeping precious personal keepsakes on her desk either. But Gil had once seen her phone light up with a notification and asked who the girls on her lockscreen were.

And as much as she could have told him to mind his own business - and he would have, knowing him - it seemed worse to ignore it. So she had told him about her sisters, and how she had basically acquired them as children, as far as the state was concerned.

The biggest advantage to Gilgamesh knowing about her duties outside the office was that he was her biggest defender whenever she couldn't make events outside of work. Of course a lot of deals happened out of the office as well as in, and being able to seal those deals came with the job. But Gil always had an excuse ready for her when she couldn't join them for drinks after work, or make a round of golf or two on sunday morning.

He smiled as she finally picked her head up. "There she is."

She chose to ignore that. She sniffled, dabbing at her eyes again. If anyone asked her if she was okay once she stepped out of this closet, she might commit an act worthy of termination. "Thanks."

"Any time," he shrugged. He still didn't leave. "I saw you get up from your desk. I thought-"

Silence came over him, perhaps at the admission that he had all but followed her here. Any other coworker and she would have her keys in her hand and a knife with his car's name on it. But only Gilgamesh could say something like that and have it be just as innocent as he meant it.

"Sorry," he concluded, having discouraged himself yet again. He blushed.

She truly was a bitch of epic proportions to inspire this level of fear from the sweetest man alive, she gathered. Usually that wasn't a problem, of course, but just this once: it was undeserved. "That's nice of you, Gil."

That seemed to surprise him even more than walking in on her crying in the closet.

She finally reached for the doorknob, and Gil nearly leapt out of her way. She headed back to her desk, with the same papers in hand as when she had first gone in. At least at her desk, she could take a breath. Her computer was still open on emails, she set the papers beside her.

Of course

She replied to Sprite, although if she got more texts she was just going to tell her not to text in class.

If her sister wanted lasagne, then she would find a way to make it happen. Affection was not her most polished skill, but love needed no polishing. If her baby sister wanted lasagne, she would have it.

If only she weren't a horrendously bad cook.

Sersi was decent, but she only ever let her help when Sersi herself seemed eager to do so, and that was usually on weekends. And Ajak was an excellent cook. Her handwritten recipes alone would not help Thena actually produce the promised product.

Thena picked up her phone again. She scrolled until she could select the contact in her phone. Perhaps it was silly to text him when his desk was in sight of hers. She was just in a closet with the man. But she selected his name and typed.

Can you make lasagne?

#Thenamesh AU #thank you for the ask sweetheart!#it's okay I only post smut if it's specifically asked for and it will always be tagged #this is a very sweet prompt #I love the idea of Thena doing her very best for these girls #at first of course she's like I do not know how to be a mother #but they don't need a mother they need their sister #so Thena #freshly out of law school and deep in debt goes yes I will take my sisters into my custody #she takes the first job she can at any firm that pays decently #she can never socialise outside of work because she's literally a single mother #not that she wants to socialise anyway but that's beside the point #meanwhile Gil is everyone's fav #he's sweet he's charming he's charismatic #and he goes and has a beer after work and he gets offered to help on a big contract and he's like #okay but I'd like Thena on it with me #they're like uh buddy you don't need the ice queen's help #he goes no but she did study divorce and custody law it kind of overlaps with my specialty sometimes #anyway lasagne!#Thena says this is my...friend #from work #Sersi and Sprite:#Sersi and Sprite: is this your boyfriend?#Thena: dO NOT!!!!!#but I mean come on #your sister brings home this super handsome and funny and sweet guy from work #and he takes off his suit jacket and rolls up his sleeves #and gets to work on your late mom's precious lasagne recipe?#they don't watch tv at all they're just spying on them all night

11 notes · View notes

a-flickering-soul · 8 months

Text

Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth / Ada Limon, "Accident Report in the Tall, Tall Weeds" / Sarah Ruhl, The Clean House and Other Plays / Tamsyn Muir, "The Unwanted Guest"

[transcription under cut]

Image 1: --whole body surging in spasm. Gideon's heart started up again. Before she could move, Palamedes was there, and with terrible tenderness-- though they were alone in the room and the world alike-- he kissed the back of Dulcinea's hand.

Image 2: There once was a very great American surgeon named Halsted. He was married to a nurse. He loved her-- immeasurably. One day Halsted noticed that his wife's hands were chapped and red when she came back from surgery. And so he invented rubber gloves. For her. It is one of the great love stories in medicine. The difference between inspired medicine and uninspired medicine is love.

When I met Ana, I knew: I loved her to the point of invention.”

Image 3: "The Warden,” she said, “has been exchanging letters with Dulcinea Septimus for twelve years. He’s been—a weenie—over her. One of the reasons he became the heir of the House was to meet her on even footing. His pursuit of medical science was entirely for her benefit."

Image 4:

Palamedes: (Pause) Look-- I doubt I'll get another chance to say this, so...

Voice: Don't. You don't have to.

Palamedes: I loved you. I love you still. I would have worked out how to love you better over time.

#tlt #the locked tomb #the unwanted guest #the unwanted guest spoilers #flickerthoughts #flicker's meta #guys if i think abt palamedes and dulcinea for too long it makes me literally want to hurl #god. god. god.#there was another poem i was looking for that had a line smth like #'love like the laundry could also be done' and it was abt a mom who cared for gay men w aids?? smth like that #and i would've tied that back to dulcie saying cam would have to cook #and how cam had memorized palamedes' letters to dulcie too #and how she asked palamedes 'will she know who we are in the river'#but it was a bit too much for this post #anyways im still so devastated #also sorry abt the one single image tumblr changed their image processer for new posts and it just autocropped all of my screenshots

34 notes · View notes