it does ok!!


Just a bit of dialogue between CS (does it count as a ficlet if there’s no exposition?). 820 words, or thereabouts.

“The first and last diaper I changed was my brother’s.”

“The time he shat all over you?”


“Well, you’ve changed more of them than I have.”

“No kidding? I thought you might have had more experience than me.”

“I hate to break it to you love, but there’s not much time for the care and keeping of infants aboard pirate ships.”

“Eh, I guess maybe I thought you had some experience with Gideon.”

“Gods no. I couldn’t possibly change the diaper of that man-child.”


“Every time I’d look over at him in Belle’s arms all I could see was his adult face and that ridiculous haircut of his.”

“You had an issue with grown-up Gideon’s hair?”

“I guess I can’t blame him. The dark realm wasn’t exactly the place for playing around with hair length and vestments. But in all honesty, it was more that every time I’d see him I’d imagine that moment.”

“What moment?”

“Oh, nothing of importance. Just the instant in which my wife sacrificed herself.”

“Well, it’s not like I didn’t have a good teacher.”

“Are we really laughing about our deaths and subsequent resurrections?”

“I guess so. What else is there to do about it– cry?”

“No, love. No crying. We’ve had enough tears, I think.”

“Ok. But back to, you know, this.”

“If by ‘this’ you mean to the discussion revolving out unborn child, then next time you should just say so instead of waving your fingers awkwardly in the direction of your abdomen.”

“Well, I have another confession: I don’t exactly understand the purpose of a pacifier. Is it to shut the kid up? Trick them into thinking they’re about to get fed? What’s the deal?”

“It does seem odd, but you’ll get no answers from me. And I have a confession of my own.”


“I fail to comprehend what it is an infant does all day.”

“What do you mean? It’s just alive. It breathes and sleeps and eats and poops and sleeps and poops some more.”

“That sounds… lovely.”

“It seems relatively easy. I’m more concerned with teaching the basics. I don’t know anything about introducing a baby to solids, or potty training–”

“Sword fighting.”

“Yeah, sword fighting. No, wait, what?”

“No worries, Swan, only the rudimentary steps in the first year. I’ll whittle the little one a wee sword.”

“And what, I’m going to knit the kid a hat then?”

“Don’t sound so unhappy about it. If you prefer, I’ll knit the hats, and you make the sword.”

“That’s an idea.”

“Everything alright? It was only a joke.”

“Yeah. Just thinking about all the things I can’t do. Can’t knit. Never whittled a thing in my life. Don’t know anything about feeding a baby, or taking care of one, even with all the fake memories Regina gave me when Henry and I left Storybrooke.”

“Emma. I can’t knit, or change diapers, and I know nothing about caring for a child.”

“But you’ve never had a child. I should know all of this stuff already.”

“You did what you could for Henry. So we’ll learn together, you and I. As I imagine all parents must.”

“I guess.”

“It’ll be alright, love.”

“Yeah. Just promise me one thing?”


“No swords the first year, ok?”

“Just a small one, Swan. The child’s going to need to learn to defend herself early on.”

“'Herself?’ We’re having a girl now?”

“Or himself. I’m not terribly particular.”

“Well, how about you whittle a tiny ship for the tub instead of the sword.”

“And you’ll knit the hat?”

“No, Granny will knit the hat.”

“And what, pray tell, will be your contribution in all of this?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Guess I’ll think about carrying this kid to term, watch him rip his way out of me, spend my days as a glorified milk machine…”

“You are a bloody marvel, Emma Swan.”

“You’re not too shabby yourself, Killian Jones.”

“That reminds me– what of the surname?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think Swan-Jones sounds too bad.”

“It doesn’t, does it?”

“Actually, it’s pretty damn perfect.”

“Well, we’re only having the most damn perfect child in all the realms.”

“Are we now?”

“Hush, Swan. Don’t listen to her, child. She’s just a bit tired. You do keep her up all night, so she’s allowed. But incase you missed it, you are damn near perfect.”

“Giving the kid an ego boost already? God, that tickles Killian. And I don’t think you should be introducing the kid to four letter words already.”

“Right as always, Swan. I’ll wait until the child is cognizant. When will that be? At five?”

“You’re hopeless.”

“And you’re laughing, so that’s what counts.”

“Keep it up and I’m going to pee myself.”

“It would give us an opportunity to try out those diapers.”

“Stop it. I’m turning the lights off now.“

“Goodnight, Emma.”

“Goodnight, Killian.”

“…Goodnight, child.”

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say thanks for not tagging other Hook as Killian Jones, its hard when some people aren’t being considerate

i’d say you’re welcome but it’s literally just my personal preference for organizing my blog’s tags. if you’re gonna tell someone thanks, you prolly shouldn’t make backhanded comments about other bloggers just for their tagging preferences. it’s… not very considerate, anon 😐 



lotor is apparently gonna stay with the team for some time to talk to them and shit

jeremy said that lance and lotor do not get along despite what the fandom thought

the writers also said that lotor might take an interest in keith when he knows he’s half galra

i guess lance’s not liking lotor makes sense 👀👀👀

can we start practicing self love that doesn’t focus so much on looks? like sure feeling beautiful is nice but you know what? you got a kickass personality too! you know that little quirk that you’re sure is annoying? it’s endearing as hell and when you laugh you literally embody sunshine like you don’t have to constantly tell yourself you’re pretty if you can’t believe it because in the end that’s not the most special thing about you. learning to love your insides is just as hard as the outside. vanity isn’t the be all and end all of self love you can be a lil ugly and still love yourself

continuing the lazy chibi theme from last year! but this time with my aged up designs =D/

there have been rough spots in this fandom, but despite that, i am not sorry i joined :D i’ve met a lot of great people and made some very good friends, and tbh i’d go thru hell for you ppl :’D so i’m glad to spend another year enjoying and celebrating miraculous with everyone ;0;/


I wouldn’t want to live this life without my best friend @dinoshade 🤘🏾

Left: both pre T
Right: Kai is 4 months, I’m 8 months