I like stories where a normal human child is being raised by a sinister supernatural being who is totally malevolent except when it comes to their kid. Those are so much better than the “kids are scary” changeling type horror movies.
Like a perfectly well-adjusted well-mannered friendly child that is like “This is my dad, Surazal. He comes out of the mirrors in dark rooms. He makes really good blood pudding but he’s bad at playing catch. Most people can’t see his corporal form but I can because he says I have special eyes.”
“Mom says that you can stay over but you have to promise not to leave my room between midnight and 1 am. You can play Mario Cart with me! But you have to knock on every closed door in the house before entering just because dad might be in there and if you look upon his visage without drinking the holy fruit juice, you might go crazy or something. Also dad is really excited I have a new friend and he’s going to to make hardtack and mystery stew for us! You’ll love it!”
In high school the kid gets a friend that is an amateur demonologist who initially befriends them in hopes of exorcizing their house but ends up becoming buddies with Surazal too because they crave parental affection.
Surazal stands at the end of the vast dark hallway and says “You Too Have Special Eyes, Little One. You Can See Me Without Being Taken By The Madness. Within You, I Sense Great Turmoil And Sadness. In My Younger Years, I Would Have Exploited The Sadness As Weakness In Your Very Soul. I Would Have Worn Your Skin Like A Mask And Run Through The Village Streets, Supping Blood From Every Man I Encountered. But Now I Have No Use For Woe. Perhaps You Would Like To Watch Beetlejuice In The Family Room With My Daughter While I Prepare Cupcakes. I Am Sensing You Have A Fondness for Red Velvet.”
Monsterfucking is out. Monsterparenting is in.
Need help crowdsourcing information, who’s the most fuckable dragon?
“How do I explain to my dad why people call his daughter ‘daddy’…?”
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe 2005 | dir. Andrew Adamson
i'm not like other girls. i don't die when i'm killed
@pscentral gift exchange: Anakin x Padmé + Mastermind by Taylor Swift (for @antifandor) (in/sp)
Once upon a time, the planets and the fates And all the stars aligned You and I ended up in the same room At the same time
Taylor Swift icons + The Eras Tour + yellow + blue and gold Lover bodysuit (requested by @inabeautifulpie)
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Dragons cant blow out their candles and thats very sad to think about
This speaks to me on so many levels. Sometimes, that intrusive voice in our head isn’t always right. Those thoughts are just thoughts, and they don’t define us. At the end of the day, we can either let that tiny voice consume us whole or we can choose to rise above it. Definitely easier said than done but it doesn’t hurt to be reminded of it every now and then.
THE WIZARD OF OZ (1939), dir. Victor Fleming
4K CELEBRATION ★ TOP 10 FAVOURITE MOVIES VOTED AS BY MY FOLLOWERS
↳ #9 Anastasia (1997) — 34 votes [30.4%]
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Happy ever after doesn’t mean forever. It just means time. Little time.
“I definitely talked about my deepest, darkest secrets and insecurities on Sour. But it’s really empowering when it comes out, and it’s been really awesome for me to see people resonate with that vulnerability and relate to it.”
— Happy anniversary to Sour 💜 Olivia Rodrigo 💜
The creators of lost before it ended: they haven’t been dead the whole time
The creators of lost after it ends: no, they were not dead the whole time
Every fan who were actually paying attention: they were NOT dead the whole time and here is what actually happened -
Christian Shepard’s ass crawling out of hell in the finale: “No jack, you were not dead this whole time everything that happened on the island was real”
Casual viewers / people who didn’t watch the show: Lost was so shit because they were dead the whole time lmao
“She always wanted a house in the woods. Said she wanted to see the river from our house. A house surrounded by trees. With a road right into town. I never asked her why. We always talked about leaving but I don’t think she ever believed it. So I’m going to find our house and I’m going to live there. Because I don’t care what she wants for me. I want her and she ain’t here. And that’s what’s left.” “What about everything else?” “What about everything else?”
vetica + whatismuch asked for post The End Sawyer fic. YES. HE WAS ~FOREVER ALONE~
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Elizabeth Mitchell about Juliet
“I think of Juliet about all the time. I was really sad when Juliet died and I never felt that way about any other character. It was such a surprise in this case and I felt like she had so much more to do. When I came back and I got to have those scenes with Josh Holloway, with Sawyer, I was happy with that.” (Q&A with Elizabeth Mitchell)
Source: elizabeth-mitchell.org
anyway now that I’ve digested the latest installment from the best songwriter to ever live, I see this as a chance to celebrate when other people aren’t afraid to stand up for what they need from someone else and take agency over their life and say hey you’re not fighting for me and you’re not fighting for us so what am I fighting for AND be brave enough to share that vulnerability and heartache with the world??
Like that takes a lot of courage to bare yourself like that. And lastly can we take this moment to clap for someone who knows when they feel that old familiar body ache the snaps from the same little breaks in their soul they know when it’s time to go