moms read comics

anonymous asked:

What does the others think of you 3 being togather ((like Goofy, Donald, Daisy, Boris))

“We’ve only told our closest friends about our relationship, but lucky for us they’ve all been nothin’ but supportive!”

“Although….some of them are a little bit…..overprotective.”

anonymous asked:

She-hulk and red she-hulk having dinner date

I am gonna be completely honest with you, I’ve only ever read a few of the Spider-man comics, so characters who haven’t appeared in movies I know very little about. My mom hated me reading comics so I never really read them. And now that I can I have no money or time for them.

I’m sorry y’all. One day I will sit down and be a better nerd, but god damn life is busy.

~Mod Lillian


My mom is my caretaker–I literally could not survive without her. I know I don’t thank her enough for everything she does for me, so this is my Mother’s Day gift to her. It’s not sparkly or expensive, but I hope it’ll show her just how much I love and appreciate her.

Whoever your caretaker is–whether it’s a parent or a spouse or a sibling or a friend–don’t forget to thank them. I know, it can be hard to remember with all that brain fog, but they do a lot for us. This is the least we can do for them.

And to all the chronically ill moms out there–you are wonderful, wonderful people, and I have no idea how you do it. Thank you, and Happy Mother’s Day.

absolutely-flabbergasted  asked:

slams hands on desk okay now what kind of moms would the batgirls be


Cass: The most understanding mother, like sometimes her kid will feel like they have nothing in common and are worlds apart but then Cass comes in when they’re sad or just having an off day bc Cass Knows something is wrong, and she’ll just squeeze their shoulder and murmur something sweet into her kid’s ear and then give them their needed space but it’s just….nice, it’s really nice. Or she’ll stay in bed with them and just hold them if they need it, it just all depends but Cass can guess every time exactly what her child needs fuckin Mother’s Intuition up the goddamn ass. (also mommy and me yoga and kickboxing day am i right or am i right) 

Stephanie: You guys need something??? Some snacks?? A condom?? Love ya! :-) Lmao no I’m totally kidding, Steph would be a cool hipster mom for sure but she would set boundaries and make sure her kid knew that she trusted them completely, but sometimes people in this world are shitty and it’s good to be prepared and please take this taser and remember to always go for the eyes and scream as loud as you can. she’s be big on not sugarcoating anything for her kid and just being real with them, like i’m totally basing this off the relationship i have with my mom bc i’m really thankful i get to call my mom one of my best friends, and i feel like Steph would be that kind of mom. Like yes she’s a mother, but she wants her kids to know any mistakes they can make…..she’s probably fucked up ten times worse and will be there with some tissues, some bad reality tv, and a good ‘ol fashioned vent session. Also has a twitter and her handle is ‘Cool Mom’ (her kids pretend they don’t know her) 

Barbra: The Top Tier Mother. she’s so maternal, so amazing, all mom’s wanna be her but can’t. she’s been looking after people for so long now that by the time she has one of her own she’s Ready to unleash her inner mom strength. She would be the kind of mom who plays Mozart while her kid’s an infant then reads ‘em bedtime stories in different languages and shit like that. And of course her kids grow up smart, amazing, and kickass just like her, but mostly I think she’d know not to push them too far, she’d know their limits and when they need a break. (not to point any fingers but @ a certain emotionally constipated billionaire…..learn from this) also barbra would be the one to cheer too hard and her kid’s soccer games and then have a heated discussion with the referee and ended up getting escorted out even though she was Right…..angry yet Right. (it’s chill though her kid hated soccer)

/aggressively evangelizes about Bobbi Morse.

And I’m not even talking about MCU Bobbi (I could evangelize about MCU Bobbi for hours, too). I’m talking about the current run of Mockingbird written by my hero, Chelsea Cain.

Let’s rewind to high school, back when my friends and I would go on Fridays sometimes for proper English tea at the proper English tea shop that would soon be demolished to build some artsy apartments or something. After proper English tea (and I admit, I was mostly just there for the cake) we’d walk down the street to the local independent bookstore that would soon be turned into a yoga studio, and it was at this bookstore that I found many things, but one of them was Confessions of a Teen Sleuth by Chelsea Cain. It’s a hilariously semi-self-aware “memoir” of Nancy Drew, detailing adventures in her adult life as she struggles to stop being a detective quite so much. Cain was appearing at a Portland book festival that year and I happened to go for the purpose of seeing her, then getting her to sign my copy, and I still have it and it makes me smile so much. Then she started writing the Heartsick series, which if you haven’t read it and you can handle gore I highly recommend: for me the books have always been fun because I know Portland and they’re set in Portland, and plus that both your plucky reporter and your serial killer are ladies and there’s interesting metacommentary sprinkled throughout.

SO. They announced the 50th anniversary of SHIELD one-offs and I was giddy because they’re all great, but thanks to Adrianne Palicki, Bobbi has an especially large place in my heart. Imagine my joy when I find out Chelsea Cain is in charge of writing Bobbi - and imagine my joy when a series was announced! I was “run into the other room where my mom, who doesn’t even read comics, was sitting just so I could scream at her about it” joyful.

Then there was the awkward time where I didn’t have a release date and kept wandering into comic shops (the one I frequented when I was around it more, the one I now subscribe from) and hovering around looking for comics and praying for Mockingbird. (In the process I picked up Hellcat and Scarlet Witch, though, so it was not for naught.) I asked a guy at my now-shop about it and he proceeded to not know what I was talking about; about a month later when I was buying he asked me did I know about it and I did not bother to correct him. (He’s apparently aware of Bobbi and all but I’m pretty sure I could beat him in knowing things about her any day. But he works there, and I don’t think he means to come off the way he does sometimes, so I’m giving a pass.)

Finally the day came. Mockingbird!!! I read it as soon as I got it, squealed periodically, and began my monthly tradition of tweeting at Chelsea Cain about it. That first time we had a nice little conversation about, essentially, the fact that she gets Bobbi and it makes me happy. She has a pretty phenomenal balance of wry humor, kicking ass, and what in that conversation Chelsea Cain acknowledged as being perpetually the smartest person in the room. We get science Bobbi (the issue with the panel of baby science Bobbi and her little glasses and her special interest in biochem particularly delighted me) and we get fighting Bobbi and we get spy Bobbi (undercover! Figuring things out! Breaking into a submarine lab!) and we get witty Bobbi and we get dominatrix Bobbi (I mean, that goes with undercover, but also it doesn’t and it deserves a special mention because… it does) and we get pop culture Bobbi (the multiple references to Hamilton should alone prove that this is a comic we should all be reading) and we get emotional Bobbi (she has feelings about people she helps! She has feelings about her exes! She has feelings about everything) and we get gratuitously feminist Bobbi and it’s just a really big deal to me.

Another fun thing about this entire comic is Chelsea Cain’s unapologetic treatment of men (most specifically Clint and Hunter). She’s not mean to them by any means! She acknowledges Bobbi’s feelings and gives her time to think about them! But, as she says, the comic is from Bobbi’s POV, so they’re also seen from her view. Which is to say, a lot of the time, vulnerable and/or sexualized and/or just simply portrayed in ways that men in comics usually aren’t. Bobbi is the hero of her story, and the guys are fairly consistently damseled but it’s okay because she’s got it under control.

And, you know. There’s just a lot of fun to be had. This month’s involved a cruise ship hosting a comic convention. I will again mention the Hellfire Club issue because holy mother of god I just enjoyed that so much (and also, replace “that’s what she said” with “that’s what Lance Hunter said at the Hellfire Club” next time you think about it, you won’t regret it). The corgis make me smile. The issue talking down the teenage girl was poignant in a lot of ways.

Basically, Chelsea Cain does not seem to be pulling punches and Bobbi Morse does not pull punches and what I’m trying to say here is if you’re not reading this you really ought to be and please read this because I want it to live a long, healthy life or something and Chelsea Cain is an A+ person to give your money to, all right?