and i have lots and lots of feels

Regina adopted baby Henry and through her love for him and want to be the best mother she could be, she slowly found the path to redemption and became a better person.

Killian has a daughter and just seeing how this cocky-ass pirate is gazing at that baby with love and wonder tells me that he wants to be the best parent he can be to Alice.

I don’t care if it’s another rehash. This is the kind of story that I will gladly see unfold over and over again because it’s important and it means so much to a lot of people, including me.

I can’t wait for these two to bond over their shared experiences as parents.

spockvarietyhour  asked:

how do you feel about the ongoing sorta not defined relationship between Quark and Ro?


Like, on the one hand, I’m kind of delighted by it, in that she seems to like him both in spite of his flaws and SORT OF because of them? It’s very relatable, ha ha haaaaa oh god. and i like that (from what i’ve skimmed, anyway) some of the authors have used their relationship to explore quark’s reluctance to change as a person. there’s a conversation along the lines of “if I became a better person, would I even be ME” in one of them that i LOVED.

on the OTHER HAND: what if ro and kira kissed

The 100 Hiatus Day #177

Every night before falling asleep Octavia pictured Lincoln in her head. She tried to imagine every feature of his face, tried to remember the sound of his voice and the way his eyes shone when he smiled. She tried to cling to every little detail but bit by bit, day by day, year by year she can feel him slipping away. With no photographs and no portraits it got harder and harder to remember. She almost finds it funny that Lincoln drew everything and everyone but never himself. She feels panic rise in her chest every time she finds another piece of him she can’t quite remember. 

When she finally leaves the bunker Clarke gives her a piece of paper. It’s a peace offering of sorts, a way to bridge the gap that existed even before the six years apart. On the paper is a carefully sketched drawing of Lincoln. Clarke explains how she drew everyone over the course of the years. She apologizes that it isn’t perfect because she was working from memory. But to Octavia, it is perfect. Although some details are wrong, every line and smudge somehow seem to capture Lincoln exactly. A flood of memories come back when she can see his face once again. Memories that had grayed over the years seem to be as bright ever. For a moment she swears she can hear his chuckle, feel his arms tight around her and his lips on her forehead. Octavia keeps the picture tucked safely in the back of Lincoln’s journal. 

It’s always a nasty shock at work when I’m in the middle of a daydream and someone walks by when I didn’t know they were nearby. Not because I was distracted and then surprised (tho sometimes also that) but I still can’t quite convince myself that there isn’t a chance that either a) people can read my mind or b) I’m actually shouting everything I’m thinking and people have been told not to react to this.

This is absurd, yes, but the faintest possibly of this being the case is one of the (many) reasons I like to keep everyone at a good physical distance and don’t like being surprised by people being closer than I expected. For some reason I feel that physical distance effects the potential for mind reading?

The obvious solution is to stop daydreaming but the alternative is not preferable. 

Does anyone know how to ease this particular anxiety or whatever it is?


Isabelle but as different Animal Villager types!
I like to draw Isabelle whenever I feel down _(:3 」∠)_
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I cant even imagine the amount of pressure that namjoon must be feeling with all these upcoming american interviews…i really hope the people doing those interviews do their research so there arent any dumb, rude, or awkward questions

I adore the duality of Tony Stark. Not the secret identity thing, but this idea, one that you get to see more of in the comics than the films (though IM1 did this a lot): the idea that there’s this aloof, cold businessman who puts on perfectly-tailored suits and snarks his way through a room and destroys opponents without a thought using an offhand quip, and resorts to pragmatism when nobody else will, and wears his playboy persona on his sleeve, and knows all the easiest ways to blow up a person or a world, and has a bit of a god complex, and used to be called the Merchant of Death -

- but he’s also the guy who wanders around like a zombie before the first coffee of the day, and works with his hands, and spends his time with mad-scientist hair and wearing scruffy vests covered in oil because he got caught up in his hard work and his passion for creation. He’s the guy who will do anything for his friends and makes silly jokes over breakfast and wholeheartedly, dorkily loves the Avengers, from the concept of it to the people in it. He falls hard for the people he loves, and is incredibly lonely. He’s the guy who goes to orphanages and holds babies when he can’t sleep, and adores kids. He’s the guy who cries easily, never thinks he’s doing enough, struggles with alcoholism and chronic illnesses, and desperately doesn’t want to be his father, no matter how much the media pins the opposite on him. He loves the world and the people in it, even when he kind of hates them, and is constantly working to make things better. He remembers his employees’ names and asks after their families. He tries to see the good in people and goes for rehabilitative over punitive justice wherever possible, even when it comes to villains who have actively tried to kill him. He’s known for how much he cares, exhaustingly, about everything. He’s the man who honestly has a good heart and is constantly trying to reach out, and often gets laughed at for his idealism. He’s a man who’s so often in pain, but tries to use it to improve the world rather than letting it destroy him.

Sure, I like his ruthlessness and some of his coolness, but I also love the guy who unironically adores classic Star Trek and makes absentminded Dune and Arthurian references and thinks equations are cool; who makes mental notes of his friends’ favourite breakfasts and takes young heroes under his wing and is semi-jokingly horrified when one doesn’t have a file system. Who goes “but why does that do that?” and wants to take everything apart and fix it so it can help people, and honest to god believes in a better future. 

(The movies are subtler about that side of him, but it’s still there. I mean, as a little thing, I’m always grateful they let RDJ put some of his own love of classic and sometimes silly rock into Tony Stark. Not just because I share that music taste, but I always like characters who are nerdy and wholehearted about at least something. But the bigger stuff, too: the between-the-lines moments: the naming his bots, the “here, have my whole R&D lab/my company/my home/my heart if you want it, why do you look so surprised?” That’s all straight from the comics. It’s just done slightly more snarkily and with a slightly shorter, brown-eyed Tony rather than a tall, blue-eyed one.)

But it’s still a very bad idea to piss him off.

He’s both. I love that he’s both.