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That 90s bitch look.
Truly iconic
and there it is.
Reblog if your part of the star wars fandom.
If you’re in the star wars fandom, welcome to the fandom family!!
Obi-Wan was chrispratting before it became mainstream. it really should have been “obiwankenobing” then
Why are we not talking about this??? Like this whole scene is the same as the sail barge scene. With the salute, and Artoo with the lightsaber, and everybody in disguise, it is so similiar.
Okay I am going to go more into depth on this then I did yesterday. First the little salute thing, that is when I realized that this scene looked so familiar to the Sail Barge Scene, (and how much Luke and Anakin look alike) but there war so many more things that are similiar. Rex is dressed up as one of the Queen’s men, like Lando was dressed up like one of Jabba’s men. Ahsoka is literally a slave at this point, and Leia was a slave to Jabba during this part. Artoo had the lightsabers in both of them, and Han and Obi-Wan were both weak. The whole Scene is just so similiar and I can’t get over the fact that Luke and Anakin made the same plan pretty much. I am rambling now, but it is perfect.
Oh Hans.
oh no please im not supposed to feel bad for him but
Okay first if all how dare you
No but like, this would have been an incredible backstory. Especially with the whole being the youngest sibling thing and the always forgotten about stuff, it would have been great to see this played out in the movie. Like, even at the beginning. Imagine a short scene at a ball before the accident happened where Hans’ family is there and Hans tugs on his mom’s dress because he’s too small to reach the sandwiches on the table and his brothers won’t help him and his mom just laughs with the other royals who then walk away and then she leans over and says this.
MEANWHILE ELSA AND ANNA ARE USING ELSA’S POWERS TO GET THE CHOCOLATE DOWN FROM THE DESSERT TABLE COMPLETELY UNAWARE OF THE CHILD TRAUMA/ABUSE HAPPENING ACROSS THE BALLROOM
This was one of the things I was annoyed about in the movie, actually. Of course, because Anna fell in love with another dude, Hans has to be evil. That’s the way that Disney (and other kids shows, let’s be fair) ties up ‘love triangles’. People can screencap frames where Hans blinks wrong all they want, but I thought it was really out of left field- and yet 100% predictable because Kristoff exists and it’s an easy way to tie off that thread.
You know what I would have loved? I would have loved a Hans who wanted to love Anna. Like, a Hans who had to marry her and be with her for power reasons, inferiority complex reasons, literally ALL THE SAME REASONS, but instead of being completely, predictably, villainous in it, I would have liked it if he wanted to love her, but he just didn’t. Just couldn’t feel that way. If he leaned in and kissed her and nothing happened.
He pulls away, Anna looks up at him in horror, and it’s still a lie and still a betrayal, but instead of having the black and white Hans and Kristoff, you’ve got a little more of a human element- motivated by greed and ambition and therefore still somewhat reprehensible, but ultimately sympathetic. More assassins from the weasel guy try to kill Elsa, Hans maybe helps them out of spite because he can’t marry Anna now, and at the end of the movie, he goes home to a family who doesn’t have space for him- and maybe Anna and Elsa ask him to visit and he goes to escape from that and finds friendship rather than the romantic love he was looking for but he realizes that all he wanted was someone to appreciate him and HAPPY ENDINGS FOR EVERYONE OKAY why not that Disney, huh.
Okay but a Harry Potter AU where Harry isn’t able to come back at the end of Deathly Hallows. He succeeded in leaving Voldemort almost mortal once again, but he’s not around to kill him anymore. So as the battle rages on, it’s up to the survivors to end Voldemort once and for all.
Neville takes out Nagini and strips away Voldy’s last protection.
Molly takes out Bellatrix and strips away Voldy’s last lieutenant.
His rage is boundlesss, but his curses can’t hold.
And into the void steps Ginny. The first Weasley daughter in over a century, the seventh child of a seventh child, the girl more familiar with the inner workings of Voldemort’s soul than anyone else alive. Protected by Harry’s sacrifice, fearless and burning with righteous fury, she takes the stage.
And at long last, Ginevra Weasley has her triumph over Tom Riddle.
All of the yes.
oh my god
it’s because you’re evil
you can read this article here and it’s despicable and framed as a “declutter your life and get your kids to appreciate the moment~ by busting ~stuff addiction~ story
but the story goes that this mom was on a trip with her daughter and her daughter wanted a toy, and the parents said “no” and then the mom fixates on how her daughter couldn’t enjoy the ~amazing things~ they saw on their shitty family trip because she wanted to get that toy so bad.
so in retribution the mom on a cleaning spree took away not one, but every single toy her daughter had
and then began crowing about the amazing benefits that on the next trip the daughter didn’t ask for a single thing! and was quiet and manageable and shut up and “enjoyed” the moment and everything her parents wanted her to! amazing a child’s “addiction” to toys was cured!
toys are the only thing a kid owns. they are the only thing they have control over. When your kid goes to disney world or whatever with you, they are not in control even if they wanted to go. They did not choose to go to disney world. they can’t leave if they wanted to. they can’t pick how they get there, or where they go when they arrive.what may seem like “enjoying the moment” to an adult is actually “made to be a prop as a kid and dragged around when they didn’t choose to be, or to even go in the first place.”
this is not to say you can’t go someplace with your kid without it being miserable. I loved, and still love, going to museums with my family, for example. But when I was a kid, I didn’t pick to go or not. I was fortunate I had parents that listened to me and brought me places I enjoyed, rather than just brought me wherever and demanded I “enjoy the moment.” And usually, I got to buy one small thing when we went out, especially if my parents also bought things. It helped me feel like I was part of the trip.
God. I want to bring this lady’s poor kid out to that build-a-dino place and buy them their dino toy. It’s clear they tossed out what the kid actually likes and is interested in for the sake of this “declutter your life~bargain bin nameste~” horsecrap. Now the kid has nothing that’s their own and has been taught that asking for their interests is punished by everything they enjoy being taken away.
And who cares if the kid “forgets” about the toy after the trip? that doesn’t mean they never wanted it or could have done with out it. A kid is a kid, their memories don’t stretch back more than 10 years, a week or a month is a long time to them and an afternoon can change their mind. Disrespecting your kid’s wishes and taking every toy they have (and you gave them!) so they can pay attention to you and your horrible ego trips
like this may be what she says
Had I not experienced it with my own eyes, I would’ve never believed that an addiction to stuff could be broken that quickly. The truth is that when I took all their stuff away, I was terrified at what would happen. I worried that I was scarring them for life, depriving them of some essential developmental need, taking away their ability to self-entertain.
In reality, the opposite has happened. Instead of being bored, they seem to have no shortage of things to do. Their attention span is much longer and they are able to mindfully focus on their task at hand. They color or read for hours at a time and happily spend the entire afternoon playing hide & seek or pretend.
They are far more content, able to appreciate the blessings that they do have, and able to truly enjoy the moment they are in without always having to move on to the next thing. They are more creative and patient, more willing to share, far more empathetic towards the plight of others, and, with little to fight over, they hardly fight at all.
but what happened was that now that she’s romanticizing that her kids now have fewer boundaries, fewer things to do, ask less of her (and don’t kids always have to ask less and less and less!) and don’t get to enjoy the things their peers might like + talk about.
Your kids have no concept about being more “creative and patient,” lady. Kids just do what they do and don’t have any of this romanticization of their behaviors. Your kids have to be more empathetic, because without catering to their mother or to their peers who might have toys, they don’t have their own lives to retreat to now. And sure, they can play pretend. But like, so did I. And I had toys. And just because I was still playing as a kid didn’t mean I wasn’t miserable or was ~cured~ of having no friends and being bullied. Kids do not play because they are happy or healthy. kids play because that’s all their lives contain and if you take away their toys they HAVE to find a new alternative somehow. Sad kids still play.
I wonder if she’s purposefully omitting the times that her kids being forced to play entirely in their mother’s territory with no personal boundaries have resulted in destruction of her home. But then again, these are her little angels~ who have become good kids~ when they were corrupted by the horrors of materialism~ are even capable of being miserable anymore.
I loathe this woman. Rescue her kids.
I played pretend for hours and hours and hours and I did it with my toys. I wouldn’t have started writing if I wasn’t able to create characters with them and build worlds out of Lego. My first novel stems back to the characters I created from my toys.
The only reason I never did more creative~ things was because they involved my parents getting out newspaper and paints, or saving me cardboard boxes, and even when I did my most creative project as a kid was to build my own doll house. Y’know. My own toy.
Toys are designed to stimulate play. Toys are designed to be played with. If a kid builds her own dinosaur she’s building a character and you can bet she’s going to play with it. She’ll introduce it to her other stuffed animals and they’ll come to life and if that isn’t creative I don’t know what is.
In her follow-up article she says “In that moment, I just wanted to completely clear their room of everything.” She says “I hate toys that have a billion pieces”. She says “Seeing the changes in my children was definitely a catalyst for change in myself as well.”
In her article on making her kids tidy their room she is just the same:
She characterises it as a battle that “I am winning.”
She gives the classic “Someday they’ll get it” justification.
Her husband seems to feel “a mixture of pity and fear” but it doesn’t bother her.
“There is no negotiation. Our home is not a democracy.”
She gives the kids no input in what is valuable to them if she deems it worthless. “Papers & junky party favors or prizes are usually tossed immediately (when the kids aren’t looking!)” She goes behind their backs with their own things (not that she respects their property).
“I truly don’t expect perfection from my kids. I expect them to listen and obey and to do their best”
She doesn’t give a damn about what her kids want; she talks about herself and her struggle and her self-righteous authoritarianism. And in the tidying article she reveals that her kids are three and six.
Just look at this bedroom.
This is sad.
NOTE: This post was edited since I reblogged it, and the edit included a lot of important points, so I’m re-reblogging it with my original comment to preserve the new version.
I needed to reblog this addition and I’m sorry it’s a super long post now but it’s so important. I played pretend with my toys all the time because that’s… what you use toys for? My mom saw this post and felt sorry for the kids, told me that she bets those kids now furtively play with rocks, rags, and household items wary their mom will take them away, too or say those things aren’t for playing.
The thing I told her and I’ll add on here too is that when I was a kid, I was lucky enough to have parents that let me pick my own toys. Chances are, this mom didn’t actually get her kid toys that appealed to her kid’s interest. Like how many barbies did her mom give her that now the mom complains her kid never can “focus” on playing with? And now she wants a dinosaur toy that she picked out for herself and that’s too much? it sounds like the mom is more angry at all the stuff she threw at her kid (or that her kid was coerced into getting) wasn’t being “appreciated” in a way that gratified her, so she destroyed it all
like in the end this mom is self-congratulatory that her kids now behave in the way she wants for her control freak minimalist neat and tidy showroom-floor aesthetic how terrible is that?
This is how you get your child to 1. Never trust you again 2. Develop anxiety in asking you for anything, ever I am so sick of these ~modern~ parents who shove their beliefs down their kids’ throats when the kids have 0 idea what’s going on. They probably thought they were being punished. If I had a kid tell me her mom threw away all her toys, I’d have a shitton to say to her mother and there’d be some choice words along with pulling up links on emotional abuse. What a fucking demon of a mother.
#I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY#child abuse#that’s what this is#fuck this fucking woman
this woman shouldn’t have kids to begin with. Ugh and this happens all the time to autistic kids too, god knows how many times autie kid’s stimming toys or simple objects have been thrown away. Those girls will never trust their mother again.
i just reeled back from my screen so fast i think i got whiplash
OF COURSE SHE WAS “QUIET AND MANAGEABLE” AND DIDN’T ASK FOR ANYTHING
LAST TIME SHE ASKED FOR SOMETHING YOU PUNISHED HER BY THROWING AWAY EVERYTHING SHE OWNED
this woman is fucking tyrannical, jesus christ. i feel so bad for her children. toys are not ~*clutter*~ or ~*distraction*~ for a 6 and 3 year-old. they are tools that those children use to understand their world and exercise their imaginations.
NO. NO. I AM TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD AND I AM CRYING BECAUSE I CAN STILL HEAR THE EXACT WAY SHADOW SAYS “PETER” AS HE COMES OUT OF THE FUCKING WOODS DON’T LOOK AT MEEEE
HE SAYS PETER’S NAME LIKE HE WOULD HAVE TREKKED THE ENTIRE CONTINENT TO GET BACK TO HIM #FIVE CONTINENTS AND TWO OCEANS #HE SAYS IT LIKE PETER’S BOTH THE QUESTION AND ANSWER #THERE IS NOTHING IN THE WORLD LIKE A DOG’S LOVE #DON’T LOOK AT ME
;~; why would you post this?
do you think prison guards use proactive to prevent breakouts
I had to walk to another room
my dads a prison guard and i asked him this and he just sat down on the floor and put his head in his hands
Why can’t every guy feel the way Ryan Reynolds does about unsolicited dick pics?
Sexting can be fun. It can be sexy. It can be a way to bond. That is, it can if both people on each end of the phone are into it. An unsolicited dick pic, on the other hand, is more than just an awkward surprise — It’s a threat. Ryan Reynolds pointed that out this week on Conan and he got it so right on two important points.
this is strangely adorable
NOOO THIS IS SO CUTE!!!! OH NO!!!! THE FUTURE IS HERE AND IT IS ADORABLE!!!