Lumine: [trips on air]
Childe, laughing: Oh, ojou-chan, you are so clumsy!
[when Lumine isn’t around]
Childe: [activates his Foul Legacy form]
Childe: [to the air] Who the fuck do you think you are, who thE FUCK DO YOU THINK—
nico: *breaks his nail* ouch
jason: *looking at the sky w tears in his eyes* oh my gods HASNT HE HAD ENOUGH ????????????????????????
oscar is so bbygirl
minghao bf material lockscreens!! please like or reblog if you save it!! 🌿
Less “Abuela Alma would be homophobic and unsupportive” HCs more “Abuela Alma would be confused but has the spirit” HCs
Alma, who has been attracted to one person and one person only for 50 years: That young lady in the market today had a lovely… head.
Isabela, trying not to crack up: Thanks, Abuela.
I love this movie, and these characters, Disney where's the series
Drabble Tag response from @sophhao3 :)
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“Merry Christmas!” James said as he burst into Regulus’s bedroom, clutching several bags of gifts. Regulus blinked at him.
“It’s Christmas eve,” he said blandly.
“Well, I’m not going to see you tomorrow, am I,” James explained. “Seeing as you’re insisting on going to spend Yule with your family.”
Regulus deflated noticeably. “I know, but it’s not worth the hassle if I don’t.”
“So I thought I’d bring your presents here now, and we can spend Christmas eve together and pretend it’s Christmas already.” James grinned and jumped on Regulus’s bed. He shoved a sparkly gift bag into Regulus’s arms. “Open that one first. My mum insisted.”
“Your mum?” Regulus asked, taking out a squashy parcel wrapped in red tissue paper.
“Open it!”
Regulus pulled away the tissue paper obediently, and a long, thick woollen scarf fell into his hands. It was black, but was threaded sparsely with shiny gold strands. It was beautiful.
“Mum made it specially for you,” James said proudly. “She said she was fed up of watching you turn up shivering to death because you’re never dressed properly for the winter.”
Regulus ran his hands over the scarf gently, and looked up at James, feeling his eyes prickling. “Your mum made it for me?”
James nodded. “Regulus, are you…why are you crying?”
Regulus rubbed at his eyes and turned away, embarrassed. “I’m not. I mean, maybe just a little bit. But…it’s just the nicest thing. I didn’t know…I didn’t expect…”
“C'mere, idiot,” James said fondly. He pulled Regulus against his chest and kissed the top of his hair. “Mum loves you. You’re part of the family!”
“Part of the f-family,” sobbed Regulus.
James laughed and rubbed Regulus’s back. “You big softy. Come on, there’s more presents to open. I promise they won’t all make you cry.”
What a great day to cry myself to sleep
Teen Wolf AU: Anchors [season 3B, episode 13]
I would die happily if teen wolf the movie have scenes or story about nolan and alec😭
The differences between the story Alma tells and what really happens just kills me because it’s a hint right from the beginning that she’s never allowed herself to process her grief. She turns the single most horrific moment of her life into a romantic story she can tell a child. She divorces any and all feeling from it - the Alma of her story suffers prettily, and on accepts the death of her husband, who valiantly walks into certain death.
The thing is that while the encanto definitely came from love, and is a story of love - her love for her children, her love for Pedro, and Pedro’s love for her - it isn’t a story of romance. There’s nothing romantic about her holding their babies and watching her husband be slaughtered. And the very crucial detail of her grief that’s missing from the story is so Obvious in retrospect.
In the original scene, the men on horses just disappear and the candle lights up gently. But what actually happens is that she screams and her grief blasts them away, very likely even killing the men who murdered her husband! The mountains don’t gently sprout up out of the ground, they shoot out with all the power of her pain. This isn’t a romantic drama, it’s just grief and senseless violence, and she romanticizes the death of her own husband because she can’t deal with what it really means. With the responsibility of protecting them falling only and completely on her. With going through the rest of her very long life without a partner.
Mirabel knows this story but when she sees the devastation on her abuela’s face she’s surprised and heartbroken because it just never occurred to her that Alma was leaving things out, that Alma actually felt that grief so viscerally it turned to a brutal, blinding magic.
But this is a story of love - so Alma prays for Pedro to show her the way and he sends her Mirabel to love her despite Alma’s increasingly withdrawn and worrying behavior. So Mirabel sees the butterfly and it clicks, finally, that it’s not a lack of feeling that Alma suffers from, but so much feeling she doesn’t know how to process it anymore. And finally, for the first time in the movie, Alma let’s herself grieve in front of her family and can heal.