king's mother

Eleanor Roosevelt, King George VI, Queen Elizabeth in London, England, 10/23/1942

Series: Franklin D. Roosevelt Library Public Domain Photographs, 1882 - 1962Collection: Franklin D. Roosevelt Library Public Domain Photographs, 1882 - 1962 (Holdings of @fdrlibrary)

Disney Mothers

A mother loves you 

Originally posted by kalafii

She teaches you about the world

Originally posted by elbereths

She loves to make you smile and laugh

Originally posted by dragonlikecats

She watches over you

Originally posted by creek-nymph

She is always ready to protect you

Originally posted by disneygetsgradschool

And she will fight to keep you safe

Originally posted by all-things-disney-gifs

She gives you advice when you need it

Originally posted by movie-scenesx

And is there for you when you’re sad

Originally posted by angelshizuka

She helps you find out who you are

Originally posted by agentmitchrapp

And she learns from you as well

Originally posted by tiffanyachings

She supports you and your dreams

Originally posted by rapunzely

And is proud when you succeed and fly

Originally posted by choosamazing

No matter how far you go, she’ll be there when you return

Originally posted by disneyslionking-blog

No matter how long you were gone

Originally posted by dianekeatonfan

She prepares you for the world as best as she can

Originally posted by 7daughtersoftriton

But she hates when it is cruel to you

Originally posted by severeheroineaddiction

The one that raised you might not have been a true mother

Originally posted by mikainarendelle

But somewhere in the world you will find a mother

Originally posted by disneyfeverdaily

Your mother might be a grandmother

Originally posted by agrabahprincess

Or a sister

Originally posted by ttatara

Or an aunt

Originally posted by hxneylemon-archive

Or a godmother

Originally posted by goldensilverdisney

But you will find them

Originally posted by the-disney-elite

Because everyone has a mother somewhere

unamedwatcher  asked:

Did you really convince little Steve Rogers that the fireworks on the fourth of July were for his birthday?

actually no. 

that was the handiwork of one mrs sara rogers, who used to take her little asthmatic arrhythmic tiny baby son on the roof to watch the fireworks on his birthday. (mostly so that they didnt have to be in the apartment with steves dad, who had shellshock which he medicated with waaaay too much alcohol, and he was always worse on the fourth, since it sounded like there were explosions going off everywhere. steves dad died when he was three, and my ma said once that mrs rogers might have missed him, but she didnt miss the bruises he left.)

 as it happened, that was how i first met steve–on the roof of the building when i was four and he was turning three. i actually remember it, which is pretty incredible considering how old i was and how swiss-cheese my brain is. but there was mrs sara, with her tiny little baby on her hip. i’d never seen anybody so fair-skinned and blonde as mrs sara and stevie, and the lights off the fireworks painted them all sorts of colors. most of the other little kids were crying and had to be brought inside because the noise scared them, but not baby stevie–he was reaching his little bitty baby hands up, trying to grab the sparkly fireworks. probably the noise didnt bother him because he was partially deaf, but mrs sara always insisted that it was just that he had more courage than could fit inside him. 

generally, she also mentioned that all that courage had taken up the space where his common sense was supposed to be. 

when steve was three, he said his favorite color was america–by which he meant red, white, and blue, because that was the colors for his birthday, and everyone always celebrated with him.

even after mrs sara died, us barneses kept up the fireworks story, and i passed it on to the howlies eventually. 

i dont know how old steve was when he figured out that the whole city wasnt just throwing him a huge birthday celebration, but im sure that if you asked him, he’d still insist the fireworks were for him.

whatever PR schmuck decided to name him captain america probably had no idea how accurate a name it was. 

She is so in love

Jorah: “I’ll venture beyond the Wall!”
Dany: “Safe travels.”
Jon: “I’ll lead the expedition.”
Dany: *triggered* “I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO LEAVE (me) !!”