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I was thinking of keeping a list of Polish musicals that are available online (and listening the ones with English subtitles).

There's not many, but I plan to continue subbing the ones that are available. Under the cut because links might change and the list will get upldated.

shencomix

slow-burn-sally

A recent conversation in a discord group reminded me of something important. If you're on the younger side (under 25 or 30) and you haven't seen all the incredible, dark and disturbing fantasy films that came out in the 1980s and late 1970s, then I would strongly encourage you to do so. There was something so dark about that genre during that time that I absolutely adore and that isn't really around in modern films for children and young adults (once they learned that it traumatized a whole generation of us).

My faves in case you need any recommendations. (Some of these are really not appropriate for children, so keep that in mind lol).

The Dark Crystal - 1982 - the Skeksis will give you nightmares. I am honestly very proud of the remake for being just as disturbing if not more so than the original.

Watership Down - 1978- NOT FOR CHILDREN - Jesus Christ why did so many of our parents show us this film at a formative age? It's all about trauma and death and displacement and there's literal blood and murder. Not a G Rated Film. Still, it's very good. Loads better than that CGI remake from a decade ago.

The Secret Of NIMH - 1982 - Incredible movie. Minor disturbing elements. Probably my favorite on the list. It's just a great adventure story with real world issues (animal experimentation, mental health problems, disabilities) and there's even a lovely romance. Highly recommend.

Legend - 1985- This film is just straight up disturbing. Yes, there's a lot of beautiful shots of unicorns and sexy, 20-something year old (insane Scientology wack job) Tom Cruise and gorgeous Mia Sara, but there's also torture, madness and literally the Devil (Tim Curry is the entire reason you should watch this film)

Labyrinth - 1986 - I only really have two words. David. Bowie. My 10 year old self found out about a lot of burgeoning kinks while watching that man prance around in eyeliner and a codpiece. It's a wonderful adventure as well - if you ignore the blatant romantic and sexual tension between Bowie and an underage Jennifer Connelly (none of us could)

The NeverEnding Story - 1984 - Lots of disturbing imagery in this one! The Nothing was fucking terrifying, and the creatures in this world seemed uniformly creepy, but still incredibly well done. Love the adventure of it.

The Princess Bride - 1987 - Not technically a kids film maybe? Lots of adult themes and adult jokes, but safe for kids imo. I adored it and still do. Incredible performances by Cary Elwes and Mandy Patinkin. R.O.U.S, Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya! (need I say more?)

The Last Unicorn - 1982 - A beautiful film with stunning representations of innocence, good and evil. Just gorgeous really. I should rewatch it as it's been 20 years or so.

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Adding a couple...

LadyHawk.

A romance / Action film about a knight and a maiden who are cursed. Her to transform into a hawk during the day & him into a wolf at night. Forever keeping them apart.

DragonSlayer

A coming of age tale about a wizard apprentice who must save a village from a dragon & the sacrifice lottery the village has established around it.

(Rare example of 1980s genderfuckery)

Willow

LOTR before we ever thought a LOTR film would ever be possible. You've probably seen this one, but just in case.

The Flight of Dragons

Transplanted into the body of a dragon a scientist must come to terms with magic, even while explaining it.

Krull

Classic adventure story severely undervalued in its time.

Some of the creepiest spider stop motion to ever exist.

dndprofessor

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this is actually a really fucking cool idea

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🧠🤙

thepioden

Chai tea bag + lil but of brown sugar + apple cider packet + 16 oz. mug of hot but not quite boiling water

it will not Fix You but like. maybe. maybe.

thepioden

tags by @eridan-ampora

thepioden

Update: this is the best post I've ever made because everyone is sharing their Warm Beverage recipes in the notes. Go check the notes for more Warm Beverages That Will Fix You.

storybookprincess

one of the best ways i’ve found to combat that inherent depressive pessimism without veering into toxic positivity territory is simply the phrase “i’m open to the possibility”

this particularly works with anything negative i’ve forecasted. “i woke up feeling like shit today, so my day is gonna suck” isn’t a particularly helpful thought, but “it’s a great day to be alive!!!!!” feels hollow and insincere when i have a pounding headache & am running on three hours of sleep

instead i’ll tell myself, “i really don’t feel good right now, but i’m open to the possibility that coffee and breakfast might perk me up a bit.” or “i’m in a lot of pain today, but i’m open to the possibility that my workday might still have fun parts despite that”

sometimes, when your impulse is to slam the door on anything good, but you’re not exactly up to going out & hunting it down yourself, leaving the door open just a crack makes all the difference

yujateaandpi

This helped me today hope it helps someone else too

Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them. ♥️❤️💛

This is so sweet!!!!! Thanks so much ❤️🥺

serphena

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jottingprosaist

*mumbles* DA: Awakening plot bunny where Zevran has just finished murdering his way through the Crows until House Arainai is in bloody ruins and the rest of the Crows draw away, saying, enough, enough, enough. We’ve seen nothing. We won’t involve ourselves in this. He finds himself standing in the literal and metaphorical wreckage of House Arainai, finds himself finally free, and is about to get back on a boat to Ferelden when– suddenly, there is a child running out of an alleyway after him. Zevran just about cuts the kid’s throat on reflex but stops himself, and he looks, and this ratty little raw-boned callus-handed teenager doesn’t even have to speak for Zevran to know she’s a half-trained Crow.

She’s a compradi of House Arainai, one of the recruits abandoned when her trainers and masters were either picked off by Zevran or fled the country to escape him as the House collapsed. She’s sharp, this recruit, to have actually identified him, let alone found him, but she’s not near grown. And she’s… his? She says she’s his, isn’t she? Her and the other compradi. If he’s the Black Shadow, if he’s the assassin of assassins, then everything that was House Arainai is his for the claiming, and doesn’t he… have plans for them? Isn’t he the new Master? Isn’t that why he tore them down?

It’s not. It’s not anything like what Zevran wanted. In fact, it’s the opposite. Him, be the breaker of children? Him, go to the docks and the whorehouses looking for fresh meat cheap enough that it doesn’t matter if nine out of ten won’t make it? Him, return to power in a life in which others’ lives are worthless, when he’s so recently discovered that there’s someone in Ferelden who thinks he’s worth something after all, and Zevran might even be starting to believe it, too?

There are other compradi in the warehouse still, she says, this half-fledged killer. They’ve been hungry since the trainers vanished, but they’ve survived, of course. They’re tough, they’re good. They’ll do anything he wants.

They’re desperate, she doesn’t say; Zevran only knows because he knows. They’re children, not even the older ones trained enough to make it on their own. The Crows don’t exactly teach self-sufficiency. If not the Crows, then someone else will take them. Antiva City is ready and waiting to eat her young alive.

It’s not so bad being a Crow, Zevran used to say. And it’s not. It could have been worse. He’s not sad for himself. He can make others die to keep himself alive, and he has at least as many pleasures as pains.

But still he thinks… He can’t bring himself to make them Crows. And if he leaves the scraps of House Arainai to Antiva and chance, then the ones who survive, they might not be the lucky ones.

And that’s how Zevran finally returns to Ferelden, returns to his Warden two years into the rebuilding of Vigil’s Keep, with a ragtag group of half-grown Antivan children not quite under his wing, but certainly trailing along after him. Some of them are teenagers and some almost babies; some are far too deep into training to accept any life but killing, and some still are soft and frightened and want a mother again. Some, maybe, could be pried out of the life, and eventually grow up and move on with nothing remaining but memories like blood crusted beneath the nails.

I know this wasn’t quite the reunion you were expecting, amora, he says. I myself imagined a few candles, a little more oil, a lot less clothing... He’s smiling crookedly, covering everything with humour, but oh, he’s afraid, he’s ready to hear that a man with twenty children to somehow raise isn’t what the Warden wants. That, after three long years, their intense romance in the bloody heart of a Blight doesn’t make the Warden feel the same as it once did. That an ex-assassin with a black history and no idea what to do with his future isn’t the lover for an Arl and Warden-Commander and Hero of Ferelden. I am… not quite sure what to tell you.

And the Warden buries their face against his neck, tangles their fingers into his hair, breathes like he’s the air they’ve been missing. You don’t have to say anything, they finally murmer. Only– introduce us all, Zevran, or it’ll be a bit awkward to live with them, won’t it?