so I was out carving pumpkins while OUAT was on and I missed it and I can’t even watch it yet because I have to spend the night finishing a video for a deadline and I am cry because WHAT HAPPENED???
and by ‘what happened’, I mean, ‘don’t tell me, for I will watch as soon as possible and sob about it probably’
Tell me more about how Henry doesn’t have any parents whitout Neal and Emma. I insist, please, tell me.
Imagine dragons - On the top of the world [x]
Reginaknelt down next to her rose bushes with her trowel in her hand. Butterflies fluttered happily around the flowers, their yellow-orange wings catching the afternoon sunlight. She started gardening, but within minutes, she felt a tug on her shirt.
She turned around to see her two-year-old son standing behind her with a nervous expression on his face. His eyes were tracing the paths of the flying insects.
“No, Mommy. No sting.” Henry pulled on her shirt again, the memory of a bee sting yesterday still fresh on his mind.
Reginalaughed and then eased her shirt out of the boy’s hands. “Not bees, Henry. These are butterflies. They’re good.”
“Pretty,” Henry remarked. He stepped back and smiled. “Like Mommy!”
Reginalooked up from her book when she heard her bedroom door creak open. Henry was standing there with his pacifier in his mouth and his ratty blue blankie in his hand.
“What is it, sweetheart?” she asked.
“Scary dream,” the boy mumbled. “I sleep here?”
Reginasmiled and leaned down to help her son up into the bed next to her. “Of course you can sleep here, dear.”
Henry nestled his head into his mother’s side and mumbled sleepily, “Love you, Mommy.”
“I love you too, Henry.”
“Ready yet?” Henry whined for the fifth time in ten minutes. He tried to peek into the bowl on the counter, but was much too short.Reginafinished mixing the dough for the turnovers and then spied the oven mitt near the stove.
She slipped it on and then swept the boy up into her arms. She plastered on a serious face and forced her voice up an octave, moving the oven mitt like a puppet on her hand as she spoke.
“No, little prince. You have to wait. Soon, but not yet. And if you keep asking, it’ll never be ready.”
Henry giggled. “Mommy silly!”
Reginaplanted a kiss on his neck causing him to laugh even more. “That’s right, dear. Mommy’s silly.”
“I wanna try!” Henry insisted. He put a hand onRegina’s leg and looked up at the apple she was biting.
“You want to try an apple?” she asked. The little boy had never tried the fruit whole before, but at his enthusiastic nodding,Reginasighed and plucked another apple from the tree. She wiped it on her shirt and scooped her son up into her arms.
He took the apple from her and tried to figure out how to bite into. He twisted his mouth this way and that, but his tiny teeth wouldn’t go through.
Reginalaughed openly. It had been a long time since she had laughed like that.
“Higher!” Henry cried.Reginasmiled and lifted the towel-wrapped little boy higher into the air. Water from his recent bath dripped onto her, but she didn’t mind.
Henry laughed as she helped him fly around the bathroom. “Like a bird!” he exclaimed.
“That’s right,”Reginareplied. “You’re flying like a bird. But even birds have to go to bed.”
“Please?” Henry begged. He flashed her his best puppy eyes and she felt herself melting.
“Fine. Get your jammies on and we can fly a little longer before bed.” Henry grinned brightly and tugged his Iron Man pajamas on over his damp body.
“Love you, Mommy,” he said as he was lifted back into the air.
“I love you too, my sweet boy. I’ll always love you.”
Wow, every little stories are perfect. Made me smile and tears up a little. THANK YOU, YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL. *cuddle you* *whisper* I love you.
What does this infographic tell us?
Racism is institutional.
No matter what happens in tomorrow’s ep, Swan Queen will be utterly broken.
Either with hurt and disappointment or fangirly joy.
Oy! This gonna be nuts!
when people say “some people dont deserve food stamps” what they mean is “you’re not good enough to even have basic necessities such as food and water and deserve to die.”
even if tomorrow is a day like SDCC2013 for swen…we will still have each other, we have talented writers and artists and we will keep united, we will keep loving this ship. If it’s not canon in OUAT, it will be canon in our hearts.
keep united people, keep this tag alive because for many this is a safe place, a place were we can share and a place we share our love for this ship and for each other.
don’t let this tag die
WE ARE A NATION, WE ARE THE SWAN QUEEN NATION
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