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reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and wonât have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing
My sister:
Idk why people compare Caine to AM.
He has died⌠heâs more like WAS
Reblogs in a chain now get their own notes
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Past notes will stay on the original post â we're only changing what happens from here on out. Retroactively re-attributing all of them would be... a lot.
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hey folks do we like this. reblog without commentary for reach
do we want this?
yes
no
âBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.â
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Â
Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just canât risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol
man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout thisÂ
I donât play that shit lol sorry
WHyyyy
Sorry everyone
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
Shiddd
this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!
Itâs been a MINUTE since Iâve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr
I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES
LMAOOOO
Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~
One time I didnât and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
Reblogging for 2020. Happy New Year, everyone.
Iâm not risking it
After 2020??? This shit isnât a joke!
Iâm actually so thankful this popped up right now because I need that and this post always works
To everyone who sees this bc of my dumb ass im sorry but I already have bad enough luck as it is sooo say hi to Madame Zeroni
Never seen this lady before, but not gonna risk it đ¤ˇââď¸
I canât be risking this, sorry yall
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My new blog for poems
Vent post!!!!!!!
Our indoor cat got out over two weeks ago. We have seen her a few times. I have tried traps. Just sitting by her usual hiding spot. Food. Wet food (she never liked it). Treats. Toys. Playing sounds she likes.
Still canât get her.
Iâm going crazy.
She is in most of my dreams. They center her returning or my catching her.
Or she is my first panicked thought as I wake.
I spend most of my day thinking about her.
I have cried twice.
And I hate my whole family right now.
For months she has been hanging out in the garage. My sister and I vocalized concerns she would get out and that we would lose her, given when we adopted her we were warned if she got out she would never find her way home.
Our parents told us we were crazy. She would never.
Then it was âha ha, she just wants to sniff the flowers.â
Our brother went so far as to yell in my face that it was a stupid worry and she has never gone out before.
So we shut up.
My sister confided in me all the thoughts of revenge she had if the worst happened.
Each morning when my mom would return home Iâd go to the garage just before hand to shoo the cat away from the garage door she always comes through .
But mom was early one day I was running behind. And our cat got out. I didnât even know until lunch.
We were in denial, probably just hiding in the basement.
Then we saw her outside the first time.
My brother and I gave chase and failed to catch her. It was so dark. And we turned against each other.
Then we left out food.
Then I bought traps.
Then traps got complicated because everyone had competing concerns.
âThe cat is too smart.â
âIt could hurt her.â
âWe could get rabies from the other animals.â
âOur cat could get rabies from the other animalâs poop.â
âThe cost of our catâs life is too great.â
Dad was gonna use the traps for that once we were done with them anyway.
Where to put the trap was a whole thing.
On and on.
And I feel like I am the only one not half assing. And that Iâm not doing enough. And that it is doomed. Like Iâm the only one haunted.
My sister isnât lashing out. Just shutting down ideas and methods. All her ideas are too idealistic. She wonât come out to play with a toy! Or to me sitting nearby playing her favorite show!
I feel betrayed on our catâs behalf that she hasnât torn up the garden or something.
And we got to swallow our resentment at our family for letting this happen. For telling us we were crazy for the reasonable concern. Just to keep what little peace we can.
But Iâm losing it.
Iâm losing it.
I just spent my shower crying. And my extreme PMS isnât helping anything.
I have never been this upset for this long. Iâve lost both grandparents and never did it hurt like this. Is it because she isnât dead yet? Is it because this actually feels like it is within my power?
I just want my cat back.
I see her face a few days ago in her hiding spot and it was the only time Iâve been overjoyed in a long time.
I feel guilty for any joy or contentment unrelated to her.
And our parents keep trying to sell the narrative where she chose to leave, to be feral, that she is happy out there. But we know her and that isnât her personality. She only eats one brand and flavor of treat for fucks sake! She is timid and shy! She is terrified!
I canât tell my sister Iâm mad that she isnât grieving the same. That is unreasonable. And I canât tell the rest of the family I blame them because we are stuck with them indefinitely given the state of the world. And I have no friends of my own. I have coworkers, but it would be oversharing to get into all of it, and my dad works with me so it would just cause drama.
So I decided to vent here because most of my family doesnât have tumblr, and my sister is hardly on here.
Amber
Fiery stones encase the past.
Long extinct things like Snow White in the glass.
Bejeweled sarcophagi and ancient corpses on display
Hardened reminders of more innocent days.
Hoards of beetles and bugs.
Even infesting locusts that time has ate up.
Thinking a mosquito could unearth the past only could serve to make the rest of us laugh.
Putting your judgment on ice;
As I held out for a sign.
Only to find the resin had set.
There are some things we can never get back.
Reblogging this from my other account.
Amber
Fiery stones encase the past.
Long extinct things like Snow White in the glass.
Bejeweled sarcophagi and ancient corpses on display
Hardened reminders of more innocent days.
Hoards of beetles and bugs.
Even infesting locusts that time has ate up.
Thinking a mosquito could unearth the past only could serve to make the rest of us laugh.
Putting your judgment on ice;
As I held out for a sign.
Only to find the resin had set.
There are some things we can never get back.
The Marsh family anthology
Todd
To be frank, I am loveless; I have always loved less.
Drowning deep, deep in a sea of me.
My own sorrow makes othersâ hard to see.
Smoking out rescuers. Their pleas just go unheard as I rush head first into the danger.
First responders remain unable; they are all unavailable. I really made them all unavailable?
I locked myself out of all their remaining levels. Potential quests lines I have disabled.
I really shouldnât say disabled.
Now they are all off the table.
Estranged forever and ever.
Just scorched earth for all my endeavors.
In order to flee some bridges must remain in reach
and under me they fall deep, deep in my fiery sea.
Franka
We are the architects of our own creation. Just two little pigs with our straws and sticks. Our home ill equipped to weather the years to come. Fixer uppers swept up in a whirlwind romance.
Had I any foresight those words may have been my vows.
Our first dance around his words.
I donât dance around mine. I hold the line. Were I to allow him over my resolve would crumble, so I dedicate myself to the wall. Bricks finally enter the construction site.
Toby
You are finally breaking ground;
Just not in the way we asked.
In a rush to bury the casket like itâs the past.
Only open secrets are never silent; not even in death do they part.
Out of life, out of mind,
But Iâve got her hatchet around my neck.
Gift of god, because no name meant surprise
Iâm the black sheep you sacrifice to your altar of family.
I even say it blatantly, but youâre obsessed with bleeping over me.
Itâs too late to walk away.
You already made the choice to stay.
You chose to sacrifice me in vain.
But even on your worst days you still felt the sunshine on your face.
Yeah, Iâm an ever growing stain you canât keep covered up.
And knowing you it is too much to clean up.
Youâd rather keep up this never ending dance around broken glass.
Youâve given up on living without the mess.
Iâm the morbid dark cloud looming over the day, my storm drowning out this mournful charade.
Giving me grief is such a slap in the face.
Insane you didnât think Iâd like to spit on her final resting place.
You think Iâm raising hell?
I think thatâs what you did.
And by the way thatâs where youâre all headed.
Why is she still a cross for us to bear?
I think we did that enough when she was still here.
I think it's relevant now to share a sticker design/pin i plan on making for my shop. No more being in the middle. fuck harry potter and fuck anyone who is still defending/supporting this transphobic/racist series
Failed once again to resist the temptation to trace, but I did do some parts without it. I just donât trust my proportions or spacing or any of that.
support group for people who thought that Persephone was pronounced âpurse-phoneâ
@itsapmseymour
This is so close to how I mispronounce it.
Whenever we see Magnifico engaging with his subjects, he's always standing on some platform, towering them and making them focus their attention on him.
When he reaches almost full power, he visual rises above them all, practically untouchable.
After absorbing Star's power, he covers the night sky full of stars to prevent anyone to wish on them, ie seeking help from them.
While unintentional on the creators' part, this gives him a theater motif where he stands on a very high stage and wants to outshine the other stars.
Like stars that shine the brightest, they burn out the fastest. After his defeat and imprisonment in his own staff, he is visually below everyone, right down to their feet.
(A thing to note is his and Star's light and fire motif. Star's light is a comforting warmth while Magnifico's magic after he uses the book resembles flames, dangerous to anything, everyone and himself)
Somewhat related, while Magnifico is always on a platform whenever he engages with his subjects, Amaya is on the ground level when she helps her people. Visually, Magnifico is distancing himself from his own people while Amaya is standing along with them.
Amaya is a really underrated character. Some people say she could've been better as a villain, but I disagree, largely because majority of these people only care about her if she's a version of her that exists in their heads. And very few like myself appreciate her as she is because of her role as queen and Magnifico's wife.
Her character is heavily tied with Magnifico's, most of her scene involves around him. She informs Asha of things to do when she becomes his apprentice, like keeping his tea hot and listen to him when he speaks; she convinces him to not use the book when he gets paranoid over someone else other than him using magic; she sees that he created a staff out of dark magic, calling him out for doing so after he swore that he'll never do so; joining Asha's rebellion after seeing just how the man she loved became the thing he hated.
However, we also get to see brief moments of her that are independent of Magnifico. She was very supportive of Asha becoming his apprentice as she knows how kind and generous Asha is to her people, which are the things Rosas is built on. And in the end, we see just how the kind of ruler she is and the kind of king Magnifico claims he is or should have been, supportive of her people to pursue and achieving their dreams.
She and Magnifico are straight up foils of each other. Magnifico is the talker and she is the listener; Magnifico talks about himself and Amaya listens to others; Magnifico despite having the power to grant wishes doesn't use it while Amaya not having any magic helps people pursue them; Magnifico refuses to grant the harmless of wishes for selfish reasons, she helps two people achieve theirs out of the generosity of her heart.
Her story is also on the tragic side as even though Magnifico is not an abusive husband, he does have the characteristics of one. Threatening her when he suspects her of being against him and even turning on her when she calls him out. People don't seem to notice this, but Magnifico is a powerful sorcerer, he has the literal powers to do anything to someone if they were to get on his bad side.
Amaya's story is about a woman who supported a man she loved into building a community out of their shared desire to make it a place of kindness and generosity. Upon seeing him slowly becoming the things that are against what she and him built this community on, she does what she can to stir him back to his former self. And when that man went off the deep end, she has no choice but to cut him off and take charge of the community he founded and became the leader he was supposed to be alongside her.
Would have made a post about her but this one is already perfect.
Appreciate the Queen.
Understanding King Magnifico
Spoilers
He is a villain. A great villain. An irredeemable villain.
We met him and he keeps his cool until after his song. His subject had stopped paying attention to him. He became, somewhat reasonably, annoyed that she hadnât even been officially hired before asking a favor but maybe donât have your kingdom structured to have that happen maybe. Then he, likely already looking for a reason to deny her, told her the wish was too dangerous. This plays into a bit earlier where they bonded over past loss. He clearly has some trauma from this, but the movie has no desire to justify him with this.
Confusing most audiences.
His first cruel act mirrors a greater moment of villainy later when he crushes her motherâs dream with his newly acquired dark power. At the first wish ceremony of the film he goes out of his way to crush both Asha and her grandpaâs hope because she dared challenge him.
This is a dick move. And his wife clearly follows him after to scold him for such a misuse of power.
She really had been the only thing keeping him off the deep end.
We see him triggered once again at the light of Star. Anything he doesnât directly control freaks him out to the point of complete paranoid breakdown. He almost uses his cured book her, but his wife manages to calm him for now.
But as soon as more of his people start questioning him he spirals the rest of the way. His song âthis is the thanks I getâ he is clearly trying to calm down by hyping himself up, and let me just say the storyboarding of the moment he sees the book and steps past the point of no return was excellent, so so smooth. Anyway. This fails and he descends into full on villainy.
We see his magic corrupted in the second wish ceremony where he clearly truly controls SimĂłn to the point he snitches on the rest of his friends then.
The movie takes the hard stance that one act of such villainy is enough. He canât be saved, no matter how much his queen wishes for it to be so. So much so that she puts herself and Dahlia in danger of the book themselves to search for a solution. But he has already used its power.
He cleverly bests the heroâs plan, and brutally takes Star and his power for his own, brutally throws Asha around, and locks down each of his individual subjects with his dark power. Then starts blasting at then when they still oppose him.
Once defeated he shows no remorse, only asking sympathy for himself and his terrible fate, but even his queen has lost the love she held for the man he once was or at least seemed to be. He is left in the dungeon to reflect for all eternity on what he has done, and whines like a brat at his comeuppance.
He was well written and amazingly entertaining. One of the highlights.
While I feel sorry for him, truly he was irredeemable, as he had no interest at any point in being better. Tragically he lost control on his quest for it. A cautionary tale.
A great return to form for classic Disney villains, while keeping a modern flare.
Just saw wish
And it had such a good second half.
Like I kid you not my sister and I screamed through all of the climax. We were that shook. Just sit long enough for the switch and bam youâre having a good time!
I havenât loved a climax this much since Wreck-it Ralph (and that was my favorite Disney movie until Enchanto).
Most of the songs may have been weak but few movies nail such a thrilling second half. Highly recommend.
I see a lot of posts about how Suki is a cool important main character, and couldnât disagree more. She is no more then a tag along character. She is only there because she is dating Sokka, a real main character. The main characters are Aang, Katatra, Sokka, Zuko, and Toph. They have episodes about them. They have character arches. What does Suki have aside from appearances?
Like describe her arch to me. What episode is told from her perspective and what episodes does she learn from.
You can like her. She can be your favorite character, but donât pretend she is a main character. No one crowbars Iroh into the gang like this and he was here from the first episode! She isnât a main character, but that isnât a problem. There are different types of characters for a reason.
Now stop complaining people donât include her with the gang.