and then this was born

Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was a poet and playwright, winner of the 1923 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. She was also awarded the Robert Frost Medal in 1943, for her lifetime contributions to American poetry.

Her poetry often explored issues of femininity and sexuality, such as the love between women in The Lamp and the Bell. She was named as one of the 31 Icons of 2015 by the Equality Forum, for LGBT History Month.

I love all the Symmetra love on my dash lately and I have something to give y’all: Symmetra making friends by dancing.

She uses her talents as a dancer for her hardlight construction and it’s one reason why she has such a love for it, because it’s a way for her to indulge in her two special interests at once. Vishkar tolerates it because it makes her a more effective archi-tech and because they can use her to humanise their organisation, like “Look, with Vishkar you’ll love life so much you’ll want to dance in the streets”.

After she leaves Vishkar she starts to do things because she enjoys them, even if they’re not strictly useful and before she knows it she’s connecting with people without ever trying

Like there’s Lúcio who might just have a little crisis trying to combine the view he had of Satya (almost certainly pure evil, heart of boiling tar, kicks puppies) with the woman who’s performing the character of Satyabhama in one of India’s traditional dance plays with a little bit of mischief and seduction, dancing like she knows she’s the smartest, most beautiful and most powerful person in this room and gives everyone the privilege to worship her.

And there’s Fareeha who never really had an interest in dancing but falls in love with it and somewhere Ana’s motherly senses tingle and make her wish Satya could have come into their lives a few years earlier because she wanted to sign Fareeha up for dancing lessons but no, her little girl wanted to spar instead.

And alright, maybe what Jesse calls dancing is just a tad too American (read: unsophisticated) for her tastes,
but Hanzo lets himself be persuaded to show off a few moves he learned as a young boy and though rusty he’s still as close to flawless as he always is.

D.Va can rock the dance floor like nobody’s business, and her dancing is modern and fast paced and nothing like the carefully choreographed routines Satya is used to but she loves it nonetheless, 

Mei hasn’t danced in years but she remembers a few things and has more fun with it than she thought she would because Satya doesn’t think someone can be too chubby to dance, she cares for skill and passion and Mei has both

Hell, even Jack eventually gets in on the craze that seems to have swept over the base and he’s only ever learned the basic ballroom dances but when he and Satya waltz through the kitchen under the fond teasing of the others they become friends without ever exchanging small talk neither is good at.

Sanji gets reverted back to a child and finally gets the childhood he deserves. [2/?]

  • Zoro takes what he assumes is Sanji into the kitchen.  He looks like what a 5 year old Sanji would look like but infinitely less irritating.
  • “Umm, where is this?”
  • “Your kitchen.  I know it’s been a while since you’ve been in it dartbrow.”
  • “I have a name.”
  • “Sanji!”
  • Chopper speeds into the room and Zoro lets down Sanji back to the actual floor instead of dangling from his hands.
  • “Did you eat something weird again?  What happened?  Why are you so small?  Did someone touch you with their devil fruit?  Do you know where you are?”
  • Zoro can feel the tension building up in Sanji’s shoulders.  He wasn’t there for the fight against Big Mom so he got an extra summarized version of Sanji’s past.  He figured Sanji wasn’t always the person he met on that floating restaurant years ago.
  • “Slow down there Chopper.”
  • He stands a little taller when he speaks again, “How do you know my name?  You called me Sanji when you ran in.”

We’re working on slowly getting Emma used to sleeping in her own little bed, and it’s so great to stretch out and take up every inch of the queen sized bed while Emita is in her crib and my wife’s at work… and then I try to close my eyes and go to sleep but I just can’t get comfortable because I’m not snuggled up to either of them!

Even past that, it’s bittersweet because I know it’s a big step for her, but also we’ve slept snuggled up together literally every day of her life. Knowing that soon, there’s gonna come a night where she sleeps all the way through all by herself is sad lol


Demon Children Present:
-Bad Memories-

anonymous asked:

Consider this: Trollhunters AU where Namora (I think that's how her name is spelled) is a double-agent, and she and Draal either get back together once her cover's blown, or never broke up in the first place.


Oh my goodness, Draal being all CONCERNED whenever she has to go back to the Darklands…!