#motherlydeviance

[salvalice]

🎨 owo whats th?

Send 🎨 for the mun to draw a picture of your muse.

I hope you don’t mind I drew a sad momther

[loycltyveined-a-blog]

                           && so connor closes the gap that was created between the pair, however steadily .              ❛ how is the kid doing ? ❜           his tone is lowered as his eyes hesitantly catches her gaze   ---   perhaps he could be forgiven ?

@artificialmother​ && @motherlydeviance​ / sc / accepting !

[lieutenanthearted]

❛please don’t blame yourself.❜

@motherlydeviance

“I was his father, Kara.” Hank’s voice was dangerously low, and to an untrained ear - there was the faintest hint of a tremble. Something vulnerable and weak and absolutely self-loathing.

“It’s a father’s job to protect his children. To die for his children. I would have died for my son, fuck, but this cruel piece of shit world took him from me instead.”

He took in a shaky breath, the need for alcohol burning hot in his veins. His eyes even filled to the brim with tears as he let out a sarcastic chuckle.

“No, it was my fault. There’s no one else to blame except me, and that fucking useless prick of a doctor!”

[edensinned-blog]

👄 owo whats this

SINDAY DESERVES A SMOOCH! SEND 👄 TO KISS MY MUSE

     he’s seen her once without the girl at her side. right now, and still, she has tired eyes and that constant worry set deep into the corners of her mouth, off in a thought about a warm bed, an open window of a school-child’s bedroom, and doors that don’t need to be locked at night. she is so tragically lost to a future she might never have, but her synthesized heart doesn’t break for HER. it’s the girl in the corner, still shivering, with stubby fingers grimy from days worth of hardship, callouses where there should be crayon colors. kara might be more human than he is. he’s never been taught to let his heart break for lost faces and hopeful promises. he has…dirty words and a patchwork of a past that lasts for some hours. he’s yet to learn to love, deeply.

     still, he feels the sore tug in his chest, and ends up at her side. idle, worried he’ll break her out of her warm daydream. he’s quiet for her, frightened to break her concentration on a hope of somewhere pleasant, not a rust-room… ❛ ———you’re always taking care of her. ❜ alice fidgets, and their guardian casts a heavy arm around her shoulders. it must be catching; sympathy. traci takes the thread-bares of kara’s sleeve, gently. those are soft, pitying eyes he gives, with a smile that’s tender, that he isn’t sure he’s practiced in his lifetime. ❛ …you’re very kind. ❜

     he steps into her space, careful. he doesn’t know ‘ comfort ‘ or proper gentling. he’s been taught that comfort is in soft mouths and skilled hands. this is as much as he knows, and he hopes it can help. there’s a soft arch in his brow, a question, a worry. ❛ —— but who takes care of  you? ❜

     he’ll apologize if it’s forward. the quiet pause, the pity. the butterfly press to the corner of her lip-line, where the frown has left tragic marks and called itself home on her face. he’s warm, unlike most, and she might feel the same soft comfort in his kiss that she’s showered to her child these last few days. it’s a brief moment, his carefully crafted lips meant for carnal leaving an apology at the corner of her mouth, like he could have removed a LIFETIME’S worth of heartache with a second. steal away her frown from her lips with his own. but he can’t. ❛ i hope you find what you’re looking for. ❜ she has more idea than he ever has.

[livingstcrm-blog]

@motherlydeviance​

“Hey hey! I’m trying to help you out!” Rae showed her hands defensively,  she’s got no weapons in her hands or anything. Her baseball bat on the floor by her feet, her beanie almost off her head. Though her hand moves to her eye a moment, yeah.. that will sting later. “If I wanted to hurt you, lady, I would have done it by now.”

[gardendroid]

hnkanderson replied to your post:

i love ralph so m 

motherlydeviance replied to your post:

a ?? good boy

let this man eat flowers on the empire state building with his bae

[lieutenanthearted]

“Well. This day would mean something to me if I had a Father.”

@motherlydeviance

“Eh, it’s just another corporate holiday meant for businesses to capitalize off of. I wouldn’t worry too much about it.” 

He feigns a smirk for her benefit, conveniently keep his true feelings on the matter behind his guarded walls.

“You ain’t missing out on much. Fuck it. Let’s just celebrate something else instead.” 

[astrapure-a-blog]

@motherlydeviance​

     “You seem really kind to people.”

She doesn’t mean to say it aloud, gaze resting upon the andriod woman with a sense of familiarity, but not towards appearance. No, she knows her behavior - an innocence to it Tess herself had been so accustomed to.

     “Be careful. . .as I’ve learned, people will take advantage of such kindness.”