#my mom is so cool

[yourlocalshrimp318]

My mom likes Good Omens and is very dissatisfied by the ending

Good day folks! I’ve got good news and I’ve got bad news. Depends on how you interpret it.

Bad news: I was too tired to write the post on season two ep1 and 2. Good news: I made notes on my mother’s reaction. Bad news: i didn’t write much to it because I was very fucking tired. Maybe good news: we watched episode 3 to 6 this evening, means I can finish this series, also means I’ve got a lot to remember and I am bad at that. Good news: you folks get a whole post on watching season 2 with my mom! A little more good news: she didn’t disown me and I was not grounded. She didn’t even cry. She just really wants a season 3. same, mom, same.

For the first two episodes: *checks phone for notes* as far as I see, she is a shipper. Very much. She is also not further concerned on the angels having typically male names and being played by woman. Which was quite surprising to me. She referred to Micheal as he.

„Has Gabriel lost his mind? And why the fuck is he naked? Didn’t need to see that.“

She complimented the music, it’s very fitting.

She was quite upset that Aziraphale and Crowley just won’t communicate. How right she was.

„Very interesting, I am really excited for the next episodes.“ these shall come now.

So uhhh. Wait, lemme check Wikipedia so I have an overview. Okay I checked Wikipedia and unlike for season one there is no overview thingy for each episode in season two. Very sad. I also got carried away. Anyway this will now come in order of what I remember, very sorry for that. It was much today.

In episode three when the boys were in Edinburgh, she paused to explain to me that it was very common for people stealing corpses. Yes mother I know. I am infected with good omens brainrot, I know a whole lot shit. But thanks.

„Damn Beelzebub looks disgusting.“ nah, when they come to earth they no longer look disgusting. She understood that, when she saw Beelzebub.

We agreed that the punishment for uhmmm German right-orientated people is very okay. Zombies are very ugly. „What is Mycroft doing there?“ (I also watched Sherlock with my mom btw. Interest on that? I’m sure I’ll remember a little bit)

Her reaction to „Jane Austen had balls.“ was amusing. She pulled a 🤨 and continued. Well okay.

(Fuck I have dementia or smth.) (fuck I am incompetent of using the internet, Wikipedia has information on each episode.)

Shax has a very bad taste in clothing. According to my mom. She is right. I think.

„Jim/James/Gabriels coat is so very stylish!“ yea. Please folks, do tell me, did it have a use or deeper meaning?

Before we watched episode 6 I organised tissues. I was surprised we didn’t need them.

„Oh man, the thing with Jim/James/Gabriel and Beelzebub is so cute!“ very much yes.

So. Final fifteen. It was very quiet in the living room. During and after the final fifteen. She didn’t cry (I was so close to cry) but she looked very dissatisfied. I mean I get it. But I was sad, she was like: „when does season three come? Do we know what happens next? That’s just so mean!“

After we turned the TV off we talked about it. She said it was just very tragic, the red-haired one loved Blondie so much and the fact that that Crowley waited at the car to see if Azi changed his mind is heartbreaking. Crowley deserves better. We hope he’s fine. Sadly we don’t know.

I am glad to say that my mom is not infected by the brainrot, which is both good I guess? Yea. I hope I captured most of it but it was a lot and I am tired.

Good day/night Folks!

(Just spend another 15 minutes on tumblr and I really hope I don’t dream of a weird mixture of Good Omens, Merlin and Lord of the Ring lmao)

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable fandom #david tennant #michael sheen #my mom is so cool #but I am so sad that it’s over now

[bread-squid-uwu]

Excited to tell y'all that my mother is a mystreet fan, she and I have been watching it together for days now, just finished the sixth season, actually!!! She's upset it's over lol

Pleased to announce her favorite character is Garroth

#she CRIED OVER S6 #she was so upset about the ending. she really really wanted aph to put the bandana around aarons blind eyes and then he gets his memories #back like that because its symbolic of high school and he only remembers shu #she loved travis and katelyn #made me REPLAY THEIR KISS SCENE #she loves nana as well #was confused about kim though #she can recite the ultima lore and forever potions #she actually saw the green eyes and went “LIKE TRAVIS” before that entire reveal it was AWESOME #she HATES EIN ITS SO FUNNY. she wanted him to get slaughtered so bad SHE CHEERED WHEN APH STABBED HIM #she hates nicole as well. and omgomg omg she absolutely hated nana until season five but now NANA IS HER SECOND FAVORITE #my mom is so cool #shes the best #mystreet #aphmau mystreet #aphmau #aphblr

[coffee-with-pigeon-milk]

My mom got me a few little presents and my heart is so full!!!! She got me Rosie the Squishmallow who is an adorable little piggy with a little flower crown.

She also got me a table to use when I’m sick in bed. So I can still study and do whatever I need to. It has My Melody on it and even a little cup holder.

Money has always been tight and it’s always been just the two of us. So I know she put real time and thought into what she wanted to get me, and it makes me happy. Mostly because it takes her energy and effort. With her being so sick, her time means everything.

#my mom is so cool

[dickggansey]

my mom is a 6th grade teacher and one of her students showed up at school with a deathnote notebook and he thinks he's being sneaky but what he doesn't know is that my mom HAS watched death note and she's planning how to let him know that she knows without saying it so he can feel the dread when he realizes. like a true L truther

#my mom is so cool

[leaderwon]

LUNA BAE I LOVE UR THEME SMMM!!!??? ITS SO GENIUS 🤭🤭

I LOVE IT TOO OMG

#im not the genious my mom is #my mom is so cool

[t00thfull]

mama

girlhood raised me into someone strong enough. girlhood taught me i didn't have to be a girl to love my girlhood. it lifted me up with soft hands and wiped the dirt and tears off my little baby face and it told me in a sincere voice "i'll love you no matter what."

girlhood instructed me carefully how to play outside and how to draw and how to stay safe and girlhood showed me inappropriate shows, but we watched them together, so it was okay. girlhood knitted me brightly colored sweaters to wear when it got cold and hemmed the pants that were too long for my short legs.

girlhood put bandaids on my cuts and ice on my bruises and told me i'd heal up fast because i was tough. girlhood played dolls with me and girlhood came to all my performances, no matter how silly they were.

my girlhood stands behind me always, and behind her stands my mother; eyes gleaming and full of what i hope is pride. her hair dye faded and clothes hand altered, the tattoo on her arm she got when i was born in clear view. she tells me "I'll love you no matter what." my mother raised me into someone strong enough.

#author #my poetry is so sad #original poem #poems #poems and poetry #poems and quotes #poet #poetic #poetry #poets #young writer #writerscommunity #write #creative writing #writers #writers and poets #young author #my mom is so cool #guys i love my mom #she's the best actually #thank you mom

[trashartgalleries]

A conversation I had with my mom one day, recently, after i got home from work:

Me- *walks into the living room with my braids in my face*

Mom- I'll never understand how you can see like that.

Me- *looks at mom* it's called adapting by having an emo phase in school.

We both laughed and joked about mye mo phase for a while after that. Imma doodle this interaction later

#talking #just talking #me and my mom #my mom is awesome #my mom is so cool #my mom is so funny #i love my mother #i love my mom

[ghostofgraywalls]

Trying to convince my mom to start growing cannabis so I can make tinctures from it.

She has the most amazing green thumb I've ever seen in my life and I have a great knack for making concoctions. It would be the dream ~

#my mom is so cool #wish i got half her coolness #made some really sick tinctures before #my faves were the ones i stored in the haunted mansion i worked in

[clamorybus]

im feeling better this morning but my mom still promised to bring home po'sicles

#my mom is so cool #mickey.txt #also i think i sweated out most of my fever last night #so once i shower i'll feel much better

[leitnerpiper420]

thinking of how when my mom did my makeup for the freshman homecoming dance (2018) she didnt let me pick the music and instead played a combination of Suicidal Tendencies and Dead Kennedys

#punk #punk rock #punk mom #punk rock mom #yeah #my moms an anarchist #and was also in a band with #Ethan McCarthy #grindcore #legend #my mom is so cool

[yourlocalshrimp318]

Hello folks!

I am sorry to tell you, that I didn’t watch good omens with my mother today. She’s out. But we talked about it at tea-time.

She said that it is really sad, how both, Aziraphale and Crowley, just won’t admit their feelings. She really said: „they are so in love! Especially the red-haired one, he tries to find solutions and ways so they can get together, but the blonde just doesn’t want to. Very painful.“ I mean, she’s right. We are on ep4 and she already ships them. I never felt so proud.

My mother also made a pun. We talked about someone with a name that really fit them.

Me: „haha nomen ist omen“ (it’s a saying, means name resembles what the person is like (please correct me if I got it wrong))

Mother: „a good omen I hope!“

I felt even more proud.

Hope y’all have a good day or night!

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable fandom #my mom is so cool #david tennant #michael sheen

[tittyinfinity]

I just remembered that up until 5th grade, all of the sports teams I was in weren't separated by gender. I played basketball and baseball with boys. And we did just fine.

It wasn't until 6th grade when they segregated it by gender. It didn't make sense to me. I was now in softball because of baseball, because "softball is for girls" and "baseball is for boys" (which confused me bc my dad was on an adult softball team).

Now, my brother's all-male team didn't win a single game. My all-girls team won every single one.

They presented the boys' team with this HUGE trophy, and if you wanted replicas of it, they were $30 each.

My team was presented with a very small trophy. Extras were $5.

That's when I decided gender-segregated sports were bullshit.

#my mom went off on my brother's coach for that #said that it wasn't fair that my brother's team got to celebrate more than us despite actually winning #(it was through the same sports program) #she said she wasn't gonna pay $30 for a trophy whenever he was a horrible coach #bc the boys he had when they were on my team with my coach did just fine #their coach was this horrible egotistical guy who would scream at tbem for not doing good enough #when he didnt even KNOW HOW TO PLAY and was just there bc his kid was praying #my coach was this cool ass dad that was very calm and gentle with us #the coach was like ''oh so you don't think your son deserves to celebrate?'' #my mom was like ''he should but he needs to learn that he can't be rewarded for losing while #my daughter is barely rewarded for winning and i don't want to teach him that gender inequality is okay'' #(my mom is cool af sometimes) #we both quit playing after that

[musubiki]

danmarch 🐉💎

#honkai star rail #dan heng #march 7th #danmarch #fanart #hsr #what else do i tag. i have no idea #anyway. im breaking my VERY LONG oc art streak to post my one(1) contribution to star rail #i care them very much #ive been playing this game so religiously and they have not left my team #tragic past(emo) vs tragic past(girly pop) #theres NO WAY with marchs very teenage girl mind that she does not have a crush on the hot cool mysterious yet caring dragon guy #who stays in the room right next to her #and the fact that he teases her so much........ #the whole ass belabog quest he throws in little harmless march roasts every so often #he fucking CARE her #i bets shes like a filipino mom with that camera. every oppertunity (picture!!!!) #and dan heng gets dragged into it #he is honing his photography skills against his will #any nice place? shes like (lemme pose can you get a photo of me?) #dan heng just sighs #they bond over silently judging stelle rummaging through the garbage #cast each other that best friend glance as half her body is sticking out of a trash bin #i like to think you see them hanging out on the train together #with dan heng reading some obscure 8th century book on civilization pattern and development #and march is humming and putting stickers and aesthetic shit in her scrapbook #taping a piece of antimatter legion loot in the middle of a page #and with bubbly handwriting (we beat some bad guys today!!! <333 so fun!!)

[raycatzdraws]

ribbonwood

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu hyrule #(also zelda 1!!! but idk how people would feel about me tagging it since I used Jojo's design?) #(ya'll can always tag my gen loz art as LU (or as any linkverse honestly if it inspires you to think about your favs) and vice versa) #(I want to inspire you to think and create! If you see my gen loz art and want to add that to your headcanons or it changes how you think?? #take it! play with it! invite me to play as well haha!) #(not ocs but like- gen stuff??? ye go for it) #mom walked in and looked at the comic I was working on #so I started rambling about my plans with it and what my peers are working on and how cool it all is and how I want to have more of that #and she said “what a waste of time” #so I got loosey goosey with it :\ #nice exercise to just draw w/o doing guides or being careful #did this in like under 15 minutes! >:D #but anyways #I haven't slept yet so gn! #.. he's holding stuff in the wrong hands!!!! a #look up ribbonwood / redshanks trees! If Hyrule was a tree- this is it #I imagine zelda 1&2's landscape to be california chaparral!!! I'm really passionate about it!!!!! #check out the california chaparral institute's website -> chaparral -> chaparral types #it's Hyrule's Hyrule!

[thefreakandthehair]

(don't bother) calling me when you're sober | rating: m | wc: 1.5k

content warnings: future fic, parental alcoholism ("falling off the wagon"), past parental neglect, minor character death (i've committed wayne crimes i'm so sorry but it's not shown, just mentioned), emotional hurt/comfort, ends on a happy, hopeful note despite the tags

“My dad called.” 

Eddie walks into the room, pinched eyebrows and flared nostrils lit up by the multicolored Christmas lights they string on the tree every year, one hand balled into a fist. The reaction  wouldn’t surprise Steve so much if this happened years ago, when Al Munson was still living in the bottom of a bottle of Jack, but now? 

It’s been eighteen years since he’d gotten sober, nineteen years since his last stint at Hawkins County, and fifteen years since making a genuine attempt to right the wrongs of Eddie’s childhood and build a relationship with his son. 

Fifteen years after Eddie let him in, let him try, let him earn Eddie’s trust. 

Fifteen years is a long time and to see Eddie so vitriolic in the doorway of their apartment’s living room— hands shaking, body shaking— Steve knows something must’ve gone wrong. 

“What happened?” Steve asks, standing from the couch and meeting Eddie where he stands, holding the hand not curled tightly around itself. 

“He’s drunk. He called, and he was drunk.” 

Steve’s chest pulls tight, his heart racing. What does someone say to that? What can someone say to assuage that kind of deep anger, pain, and betrayal? His thoughts are scattered as they try to make sense of what Eddie just said, and he’s even more grateful now that Ronnie wanted a sleepover with Aunt Robin tonight. 

“Eddie, fuck. I’m so— ” Before he can finish his thought, Eddie leans back against the doorframe, ripping his hand out of Steve’s and tangling his fingers in his hair, tugging. 

“How could he? How fucking could he?!” Eddie bellows, eyes squeezed shut. “He knew! He knew that if he ever did this again, I’d be done. For good. For forever. And he did it anyways! After eighteen fucking years!” 

His eyes fly open and Steve stands still and nods him on. There are just no words to fix this, and trying for the sake of filling the silence has never served him well.

“He did it anyway! Two days before fucking Christmas, a week before the anniversary of—” He chokes and cuts himself off. 

He knows what Eddie was going to say. A week before the anniversary of Wayne’s death. It’s been on his mind, too, of course. On his mind and in their conversations over breakfast with eccentric mugs of coffee, over the tangled lights that Wayne could always figure out. The year hasn’t been the kindest to them, particularly Eddie, and Steve wants to protect Eddie as much as he can from whatever he can. 

But he can’t shield him from this. Al Munson skips to the top of his shitlist.

“That son of a bitch!” Eddie rams his fist sideways against the door jam, leaving a sharp, red mark along his pinky. “He promised, and I believed him. Why the fuck did I believe him, Steve?”

Steve takes a step closer and grabs both of Eddie’s hands, carefully soothing the angry mark. “It’s been almost twenty years, babe. Trusting him with so much time invested makes sense. Hell, I did, too.” 

“I’m— I’m in my 30s, hurt and angry about the same shit I was hurt and angry about as a fucking kid. All the nights I slept in the backseat of the car because he blew his money at the bar, all the car accidents and court appearances and jail time, all the mornings I missed school because he didn’t know what fucking day it was,” Eddie rants, stopping to take a breath before picking back up, Steve’s own heart cracking and raging the more he speaks. 

“And every time he’d get sober, he’d always promise. He’d promise it would be the last time, and it never was. Not once could he choose his fucking son and I didn’t understand it then, but now that we have Ronnie, I understand it even less. If I was sick enough to walk away from her, I’d walk my happy ass to the nearest fucking rehab. I get that it’s a disease, I get it, I get it, I get it. But I can’t— I can’t do it again. Not this time. Eighteen years just down the fucking drain because of his company’s holiday party? How can I ever believe him again? Or trust him again?” 

Eddie’s voice grows raspier, breath shallow and quick, eyes watery. “Every time this happened when I was a kid, I always had Wayne. He’s the only person who really got it, y’know? The only one who lived it with me and now, I don’t even have him. My dad’s drunk, slurring his way through who fucking knows what on the phone, and no one else can fully understand the magnitude of what that feels like for me.” 

He squeezes his eyes shut again and drops forward toward Steve, forehead on his shoulder and arms loosely hung around Steve’s waist. Steve still doesn’t have words that bandage this up, but he knows how to show his husband love in other ways. Ways that, over the years, have become a language all their own. Steve pulls him in tight, one hand near his waist, the other cradling the back of his head. Fingers slide carefully beneath the hem of Eddie’s tee-shirt and rub little, repetitive circles into the small of Eddie’s back while he cards his other hand through Eddie’s hair, scratching his scalp and holding him to his chest to feel the rhythm of Steve’s own heartbeat until his breath returns to a steady pace. 

It’s only then that Steve speaks. 

“I don’t know what to say, Ed. It’s fucked up, and if you want to me like, hit him with my car, you know I’m game.” Steve feels Eddie laugh— just a few puffs of air through his nose but it’s a laugh all the same. “But I’m here, and we’re gonna figure it out, okay? Whatever you decide to do, we’ll do it together.”

Eddie nods and lets himself be led to the couch, Steve tucking Eddie into his side and pulling the afghan up over them. 

“I never want to be what Al was to me to our daughter,” Eddie whispers, not looking away from the tree. 

“Well, you’re ahead of the game, because she’s already older than you were when he started hitting the bottle hard. And I know there’s the genetic piece to it that everyone talks about, but nurture counts for a lot of who we become, too. Shit, I owe Joyce Byers a huge thank you for being more of a parent to me than my own were because she’s probably the reason I didn’t turn out like Dick Harrington. Ronnie’s never going to have an Al Munson in her life, because you weren’t raised by Al Munson. That’s not whose legacy you’re passing down. You’re passing down love, not pain.” Steve presses a soft kiss to Eddie’s temple and feels his whole body sag into him. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Eddie’s voice is quiet now, a far cry from his earlier venomous edge. 

Silence nestles onto the couch with them, a comfortable addition, as they watch the basketball game Steve had on before Eddie told him about the phone call. Watch is a loose description, actually. They're more just looking at a moving, flashing screen. 

“My hand really hurts, by the way,” Eddie announces, holding up the hand he’d used to punch the doorjam. “That was fucking dumb.”

“Maybe a little bit, but I get it,” Steve untucks a hand from beneath the blanket and outstretches his palm. “Lemme see?”

Eddie plops his hand into Steve’s and Steve takes a look, mentally working down the check list he’s memorized from his decade plus of EMT work. No obvious breaks, nothing looks crooked, Eddie’s able to move each finger and flex his hand without severe pain. 

“If anything, it’s just gonna be bruised tomorrow. But I’ll fix it,” Steve grins and lifts Eddie’s fist to his lips, carefully kissing each knuckle and paying a little extra attention to the pinky that delivered most of the blow. 

“I’m so in love with you, Steve.” Eddie rests his temple on Steve’s shoulder. “You know that, right?” 

“I know,” Steve agrees, chest fluttering despite the circumstances. “And I’m in love with you, too. You know that, right?”

Eddie snuggles in and wraps Steve up, full koala, as though he’s trying to get as close as possible without actually cracking Steve open and climbing inside of him. 

“Definitely.”

The next morning, Aunt Robin brings Ronnie home and together, they decorate the gingerbread cookies that only vaguely look like people but are good enough to pass for a seven year old. Halfway through, Eddie’s cell phone rings and the caller I.D. reads Al. Steve watches, worried that Eddie’s going to answer in the middle of their decorating. That he’ll forget Ronnie’s having the time of her life, and that in his righteous indignation, Eddie will leave the table to go fight and argue.

There’s so much to be said, and Steve wouldn’t blame him, but he breathes a sigh of relief when Eddie simply declines the call and sets about pouring more edible glitter onto his design with a smile down at their daughter. 

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #steve harrington x eddie munson #eddie munson x steve harrington #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #myblurbs #(whispers): yeah so my mom fell off the wagon after 18 years at her fucking work party and this is basically just what my day was #our relationship has always been strained but since she got sober there was at least some contact? #anyways #replace wayne with my grandparents and this is just all projection baybee 😙✌️ #super not cool with it BUT that's why there are some content warnings here you don't see from me very often 💕

[nite-puff]

ummm….. so. the mondoblr server made a joke, and i liked it a little too much.

the kiyotaka ishimaru iceberg!!

of course, i wasn’t the only one who worked on this. big thanks to @pompadorbz @chinchillasinunison @mini-mecha-cowboy @cryzono and @ecogirl2759 for all the help, whether it be contributing entries or finding sources!! we had a ton of fun putting this together, and i hope you guys like it!

reblogs are greatly appreciated because all of these lovely people (and i) put a lot of work into this!! they deserve it!!

(under the cut will be a link to the document with all the entries and some links to sources for most of them. HUGE thanks to eco for popping the absolute fuck off and finding all these links for us!!! (and thanks to mark and @panicuriprince for helping us out towards the end!))

#my mom seeing me typing away on my laptop: are you doing homework?? #me who's been working on this iceberg for the past few hours: uh... yeah! #anyways. i love mondoblr server #ya'll are so cool for helping me with this dumb idea. #danganronpa #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #kiyotaka ishimaru #kiyondo ishida #ishimondo #lots of this info has to do with the ishimondos so... #danganronpa meme #danganronpa shitpost #ramblepuff #also what a strangely fitting thing to post on this account’s 2nd birthday