#the parent

[possumsarenice]

I’ve been holding it in for so long rn, but I a terrible confession to make. I watched some YouTubers I like clown on Garten of Banban chapter 4 as they played it, as I have for the past 3 chapters, when something horrible happened. My ears heard the frog say “partner” and my queer brain immediately made a bunch of exclamation points. Now I’m imagining a rewrite player character (who I call “the parent” and rewrite sheriff going through an enemies-to-begrudging-allies-to-friends-to-lovers. I don’t really care too much about Bittergiggle, at all. I do care about the agender and mute (semi-selectively) parent having a really bad day and the pan himbo toad I made up in my head kissing.

I wanna talk to someone about this so if anyone wants to ask anything please do.

#garten of banban #garten of banban chapter 4 #garten of banban 4 #Garten of banban you player #Garten of banban sheriff toadster #sheriff toadster #the parent #Sheriff toadster x the player #sheriff toadster x the parent #i need a ship name for this

[cactusenokioko]

Help from someone who doesn't know how to support

- Uh... - The red humanoid creature scratched the back of its head in disbelief. — You know, I wouldn't advise you to eat it.… Who knows how long this food has been standing here.

The man next to him took his hand away from the vending machine and, although the food behind the glass still beckoned with colored wrappers, decided not to take any chances. Instead, he walked away, sat down on a dark sofa and buried his face in the floor, replaying Stinger's words in his memory: "I want you to know that this is only your fault and no one else's."

— My… My fault... - the man whispered brokenly, burying his hands in his black hair. — Son… He would have been... would have been alive... if it hadn't been for... me…

Banban did not immediately understand what he was saying. This voice, so soft, quiet and surprisingly high-pitched, did not fit in his head with this serious, brave man, who had never spoken a word during their entire journey. The guy froze, looking in surprise at how the forces leave the human body, leaving in front of him, a bloodthirsty monster, only a desperate soul — a father whose child disappeared without a trace somewhere in the depths of this huge complex and may already be dead.

Banban was taken sunned by such a picture. He never knew how to cheer anyone up, and if he tried, all attempts ended with only a laugh or a set of vague and incoherent phrases, so it looked more like a mockery than a desire to comfort.

The object sat down in front of the person. It was necessary to act. It was impossible to just leave a new friend in such a state, and even more so to force him to move on. That would be extremely cruel. And the monster, after thinking, timidly began:

— Listen, my friend. You…

The man only raised his head at him, abruptly stopped talking and wiped his tears, apparently waiting for further instructions. But Banban was silent. The man got up and was about to go to look for a way out further, but quite unexpectedly he felt someone else's touch.

— Let's talk. We have never had a normal dialogue.

—Wh-what? — from such a turn, the man hiccupped, which made the object laugh.

— I say, let's sit and talk about something, let's get distracted, - and immediately, having gathered himself, he cleared his throat and continued in his usual calm tone. — I understand that we need to hurry, but if we keep moving endlessly, we will die before we reach our goal.

The man seemed to agree. He crouched down next to Banban, still holding his palm in the creature's smooth and cold palm.

— Can you introduce yourself? You haven't spoken until now, so I don't even know your name.

— Aiden. I'm Aiden Smith.

— Glad to finally meet you! - Banban smiled.

There are no more topics for conversation. Again there was silence between them, but this time it seemed somehow awkward and oppressive. And for the first time ever, Aiden broke it.

— Tell me, Ba... Uthman, have you ever loved someone?

— I'm sorry, what?! - Banban's eyes seemed to become even bigger than they were, and he turned so sharply at the man that the latter had to lean back hard to avoid hitting the red head.

— I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I...

— No, it's okay. It was just unexpected. I'm sorry about that.

— Um... so… What do you say? - Aiden's face, which had turned white with horror, returned the colors.

— You know, I really tried. But first of all, I'm a doctor, so I don't have time for a relationship,- at these words, the man rolled his eyes. — And secondly, I'm just… I don't know how it is...

— And Ms. Mason?

Uthman was silent for a couple of seconds.

— She she was like a sister to me.

— Oh... that's how it is…

— Yeah. And what do they experience when they love?

— Are you serious now? - Aiden raised an eyebrow mockingly.

— Quite.

- Well, everyone is different...

— I meant how to express it?

- You... accept a person for who they are. Even knowing about all his flaws. Love is when you like the soul. Appearance is not important to you, salary or excess weight is not important. The other becomes the meaning of life for you. You take care of a person if he is tired or ill, you worry if he suddenly went out lightly dressed in winter. You are ready to give your all to ensure that someone has a better life and do not demand anything in return.

Uthman digested the information. So long that Aiden managed to break one of the vending machines to get at least some water. With each new thought, the red understood more and more the reasons for his behavior

next to a man. And the further he went, the more confused his face became.

— Is everything okay? - Aiden pulled him out of his thoughts.

— Oh, y-yes, everything is great.

Smith handed him the water, but Adam refused.

- Speaking of when you whimpered... At these words, Smith frowned and looked down. — Did you really take Stinger's words so seriously? Banban's voice took on a sad tone again.

— Yes… I want to hope he's still alive, but…

- What makes you think he's right?

— Because if I had let him do what he planned, then the children would have had a better chance of surviving. Perhaps I would have found my son much earlier. And we would get out and forget this place and all its inhabitants like a terrible dream! Aiden started shouting and it instantly scared him.

Because Adam's face was very close. Too close and unexpected for Aiden not to notice how the hands of the former scientist shifted to human shoulders. He realized this only when the object had already pulled him to himself and confidently whispered:

— From now on, I will be useful and try to improve. I won't let you sink back into a state of despair.

— What are you up to?

— Nothing. Completely. I'm helping you because I want to make your life better and even though I don't always manage to control my aggression, I will never intentionally harm you. I will help you find your son no matter what it takes.

— Why are you telling me all this?

At this point, Uthman moved away from Aiden, carefully taking him by the commas.

— I asked you how a person feels when they love.

— Yes, but... — then it dawned on the man.

— Haha, I see you guessed it! — Banban could no longer tell who was talking in it — himself or that Uthman from the past, but he did not want to find out either. — You've made me understand who my meaning in life is, and I'll help you find yours.

He got up and approached Smith again, but this time with a different purpose.

Kissing, contrary to all expectations of Uthman, turned out to be very pleasant. Aiden's lips are rough, warm, but sweet in taste, as Adam managed to notice by accidentally biting them.

— Shall we go? — He breathed out.

— Yes, let's go, - the man replied, still trying to figure out what had just happened.

Their gazes met again, but this time Aiden saw a twinkle in the bottomless black eyes that didn't seem to exist before.

"It won't happen again," the target promised.

— I hope so, - Smith returned to his former demeanor and looked sternly into Banban's eyes.

— Honestly.

— Come on, you're right. This is not the time to give up. Moreover, I am not alone, which means that I have twice as much chance of finding my son.

#banban's kindergarten #garten of banban #fanfic #headcanons #banban #uthman adam #The parent

[anexperimentallife]

I love this.

#parenting

[taffywabbit]

they should invent a new type of "staying in bed for 2-3 hours after you wake up repeatedly opening and closing apps on your phone" where it makes you feel awesome and energized and emotionally fulfilled

#buny text #I'm fine i've just been staying up too late playing bg3 the past few nights #and then wanting to wake up before noon so my parents don't say anything rude to me so i end up getting less sleep to facilitate that #and it's catching up to me #i feel like this explanation maybe undermines my previous statement of 'I'm fine' a bit but I'm fine i promise #look at my lop posts boy

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

#parenting #childhood #twitter #meme #memes #tweets #tweet #funny #lol #humor

[tchaikovsgay]

my step mom was asking me more questions about the nonbinary thing and after talking to me for a bit, she said "oh, so youre a rosé! not a chardonnay transitioning to a merlot, just your own unique type" which was such a middle aged white woman way to frame it, but i cannot lie gang. it did make me want to cry

#i love having supportive parents 😭

[thehmn]

A lot of people around me are having kids and every day it becomes more apparent that hitting your children to punish them is insane because literally everything can be a horrible punishment in their eyes if you frame it as such.

Like, one family makes their toddler sit on the stairs for three minutes when he hits his brother or whatever. The stairs are well lit and he can see his family the whole time, he’s just not allowed to get up and leave the stairs or the timer starts over. He fucking hates it just because it’s framed as a punishment.

Another family use a baseball cap. It’s just a plain blue cap with nothing on it. When their toddler needs discipline he gets a timeout on a chair and has to put the cap on. When they’re out and about he just has to wear the cap but it gets the same reaction. Nobody around them can tell he’s being punished because it’s in no way an embarrassing cap, but HE knows and just the threat of having to wear it is enough.

And there isn’t the same contempt afterwards I’ve seen with kids whose parents hit them. One time the kid swung a stick at my dog, his mother immediately made him sit on the stairs, he screamed but stayed put, then he came over to my dog and gently said “Sorry Ellie” and went back to playing like nothing happened, but this time without swinging sticks at the nearby animals.

#children #parenting

[beaft]

a small child came into the café today and asked to buy a chocolate truffle. he tapped a credit card on the reader and it did not go through, mainly because it was not a credit card but in fact a junior cinema pass. i gently explained he couldn't use that to buy things in shops and he looked so gutted that i was like "...but just this once you can have it for free, don't tell my boss though" he said thank you and walked out with his truffle and as he went i heard him chuckling to himself and saying "yes..... yes!!!!!" like the sickos comic

#slightly dotty child or world's most precocious scam artist? you decide. #i asked where his parents were and apparently they were queuing for a table at the restaurant across the street #he even pointed them out to me #so don't worry this was not an unsupervised bébé #be shh now #containment breach

[cpericardium]

seems reasonable

#twitter #parenting

[literallyaflame]

how do conservatives think talking to children works? if a four year old came up to me and said “i’m a cat!!” i would say “really? what makes you a cat?” and they’d say some shit like “i have claws >:)” and i’d be like “oh wow, you do have claws. but wait, i thought cats had pointed ears!” and they’d say “they DO!!!” and then i’d pull up a picture of an elf and ask “is THIS a cat?” and they’d yell “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”

u wouldn’t say “fucking hell, Emily, get it together. this is the real world”

#yes this applies to gender too #if a kid says ‘i’m a girl!!’ it might be because they’re a girl or #it might be because they’ve got an incomplete picture of what a ‘girl’ is in their brains #and as a parent ur job is to help them complete those pictures #by asking them questions and giving them new information and playing w them

[atissi]

i don't really like when people say dungeon meshi is accidentally good autistic representation, because while i understand not wanting to make conclusions without explicit confirmation from the author, there's always the weird assumption that non-western authors somehow don't know about things like neurodivergency/queerness/etc. (on top of the assumptions that east asian authors are somehow more naive or oblivious to "western" social issues).

given that dungeon meshi started being published in 2014, it's not really a "work belonging to its times"—it's as contemporary as any other media we discuss on this site, which means it should be fair to assume it engages with contemporary topics (and at the very least, you shouldn't say that the representation is accidental with so much confidence)

but anyways, the chapter "perfect communication" in ryoko kui's "terrarium in a drawer" is some of the most straightforward autistic representation I've seen, and from now on I'm going to assume that laios's character writing is absolutely intentional in that regard:

#beepbeep.txt #dungeon meshi #ryoko kui #this is me trying to explain h/ollow knight lore #also yayyyy reading new things. chapter 18 'spring' is basically UFUT if you squint (sorry for the jumpscare if you know UFUT) #but the last two pages were such a surprising gut punch....it's hard not to see it as a metaphor for both the experience of raising childre #and of taking care of your parents in old age....aughh....

[marisatomay]

Parents get sooooooo mad when anyone even remotely implies that if we know it negatively impacts adults then it’s probably quite detrimental to the health and development of a young mind to stick an iPad in front of a child any time they show signs of Behaviors. “Are you calling me a bad parent?” Yeah. I am.

#‘if you don’t have kids then you don’t get to have parenting opinions!!’ #well—as a former child of parents—

[reactionimagesdaily]

#All alone? Not even the parents? #reaction image #reaction meme #daily reaction images #image mood: [undefinable] #submission

[fairycosmos]

parent-child dynamics are soooo crazy. i love you i resent you i can't stand you i adore you i pity you. and still watching your hair get a little more grey every time i see you makes my stomach feel weird

#ive got sm beef with the concept of My parents

[utilitycaster]

I should note, I hate the soulmates "we would fall in love in every universe" trope for the aforementioned "where's the tension and interest and really anything worthwhile" reasons. However, "we would find each other in every universe" fucking rips. We would interact meaningfully in every universe but sometimes we are lovers and sometimes we are friends and sometimes we are bitter enemies and sometimes we'd simply both be in the same HOA.

#for more on this see: the years of rice and salt #yet another of the books that did not survive the crossing (is possibly in my parents' basement)

[arttuff]

juvenile kryptonians are quite viscious!!! be careful around them!

#dc comics #dc #superman #clark kent #superboy #jon kent #BABY JON I MISS YOU you will always be famous #i wonder if kryptonian kids throughout the history of krypton have tugged on their parents' capes for attention #jonno is upholding traditions <3 #jon kent superboy #jonathan samuel kent #jonathan kent #superfam #superfamily