8-Year-Old Calls Out Ghostbuster Leslie Jones’ Haters, Sends Her Adorable Note 

Nice to see an 8 year old who can spell better and is a better person than a huge number of “adults” on the internet. #Love it!

Call out post for Hideyoshi Nagachika for being such a mom

Honestly he moms Kaneki all the time:

“Child pls eat more you look so pale”

Has this weird radar for when his child needs him.

Does the talk bc child is not good with people.

“I may look like i couldnt harm a fly but will track you down and wreck you if you dare to hurt my child”

Mind reader.

Oh but his mothering doesnt stop with Kaneki - no

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“I sing in about five or six different voices-that are all part of me, it’s not contrived. I’m like a second baritone or something.
I used to take choir classes and stuff and I’d always- sit there and since I could read music, I’d try to sing other people’s parts and see if I could get away with it.
We had this teacher who was pitch perfect, or whatever you call it. He had ears’ like a bat, man, like radar.
So, in order to get away with singing someone else’s part, you’d really have to get it down. Or else, he’d know exactly what corner of the room this person is who’s not singing right.
So, I guess, I really started working on it then by trying to mess with this guy’s head. Like how come he’s hearing a soprano in the bass section.”
- Axl Rose

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“It still doesn’t explain why the Queens stopped all investigations. They never tried to find out more about the Gambit, despite their public statements. There has to be a reason, but I found nothing. Do you think I should ask Moira?” Felicity bit her thumbnail nervously. Truth be told she had considered this several times already. Moira must have had some answers she didn’t have. Such as why all searches for the boat had stopped abruptly. Had they found something they couldn’t share?

Thea had also mentioned a few times how she was having issues accepting her brother’s death because she couldn’t grasp the fact that it was, just like for her father, a random freak accident. At first, Felicity had played it under the radar, not wanting her to know she was sharing the same doubts, mostly because it would have felt like she was siding with the daughter against the mother, in a way. She had mostly asked questions, only to quickly realize Thea was just as clueless as she was and she had eventually admitted to the young woman that she, too, had a weird feeling about everything that happened three years ago.

“You know, I saw that a lot in the army. People get tired of grief and want to stop thinking about it because it hurts too much. Maybe that’s the reason why Moira stopped everything. Maybe it was too painful.”

“Yes, that was actually my first thought,” Felicity nodded. “But it’s been almost three years and if that was the reason, then… I think enough time has passed. Thea needs to share that with someone, and I’m not enough. She needs to feel listened to by her mother or it’s going to eat her alive. There is nothing worse than having all those questions and no way to find answers, especially at her age.”

“What are you going to do, then?” Dig asked, leaning back on his chair.

“I’m going to have a talk with Mrs Queen,” Felicity answered, shaking her head. “I need to know, Dig. Thea needs to know, too. If there is something, anything out there that could bring us closure… we have a right to find out.”

Diggle sighed, lowering his eyes. He twitched his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

“What is it, Dig?”

“Just…” He took a deep breath, raising his head. “I remember how you were after… after Oliver died. I don’t want to see you like that ever again, Felicity. You seem to be in a good place right now. Just… promise me that whatever happens, you won’t let yourself fall back to that place.”

Leaning in, she pressed his hand reassuringly. “I know it must have been hard for you. I don’t remember much of the first weeks to be honest but… I don’t want to feel like that ever again either.”

“You just remind me too much of how you used to be. You’re getting obsessed, all of your free time is consumed by this. It’s not healthy, Felicity. I want the truth as much as you do, but don’t let it destroy how far you’ve come.”

“I’m not… I just…” Felicity groaned, her hands rubbing her face. “It’s killing me that I lost all this time, Dig. I shouldn’t have-”

“No. Don’t even go there,” Dig cut her off. “You did what you had to do to heal. And look where that got you. You made the right decision, and Oliver would agree. You chose to live, and I know that’s what he would have wanted above anything else.”

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