First (finished) work in the fandom! Like truly thank you all so much for sharing your talent and time producing the amazing fic and art and ugghhhh my heart can I just drown in 00q pls
Octavia Spencer kicked of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day weekend with a generous gift in honor of her late mother.
“My mom would not have been able to afford to take me and my siblings. So, I’m honoring her and all single parents this #mlkweekend,” she said.
The gesture inspired Spencer’s Hidden Figures costar Taraji P. Henson, who also spread the word about the screening on her Instagram page.
Hidden Figures is not just an incredible movie, it is a phenomenon that brings people together and inspires them to do amazing things. This is just the beginning.
tfw ur trying to write plot but ur brain only provides you with out-of-sequence snippets built on vague ideas and an endless number of potential outcomes that develop and branch out unnaturally over an unspecified timespan
How you know me like that
I was going to post the moodboard tonight if I got the chapter done, but it keeps on going… so now, do I moodboard anyway?
Molly set the book down in her lap and looked up at the looming figure. “He’s still in a coma from the overdose he took on the plane. You know as well as I do that –”
“That coma patients’ hearing still functions, so talking and reading aloud are helpful, yes, I do know.” Mycroft looked at his brother in the hospital bed.
“I suppose John’s been reading to him from his blog. But he’s with Mary having their baby right now, and I promised to take over.” Molly hefted the novel.
“A Victorian gothic horror about a man with a dark secret who keeps an insane and murderous female family member locked away until she burns everything down. Charming.”
Molly shrugged, JANE EYRE still open on her lap. “It seemed like the sort of thing he’d appreciate.”
Mycroft’s moue showed that he agreed. “I only hope it doesn’t affect his dreams.”
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