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Ponyo | Sousuke and Ponyo Making Ramen

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I think love is the greatest force in the universe. It’s shapeless like water. It only takes the shape of things it becomes.

Guillermo del Toro (via roseboys)

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rcsethunder:

❝ You’re so tiny…and adorable, is that so….? ❞ Makoto blinked a few times at the small child giving a bashful but confused tilt of her head crouching down to her height before asking. ❝ Where is your mother sweetie? you shouldn’t be out here alone at night.❞ She was kind of worried that the child infront of her was out in the park by herself usually that meant she was lost or something was wrong.

                “MY mom is in the o c e a n !!” ponyo announces with pride, pointing off to her left with certainty.  it was, in fact, the direction of the nearest beach.  even now, ponyo has a good head for water and where to find it.                                                                           it’s only natural -- she used to be a fish.

                                             “why? where is YOUR mom?”

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                                                                                                 i know, i’m sorry…

                                                                                   i can’t help it.

                                                people are easiest to read when they’re hurting.

                               PRIVATE & INDEPENDENT QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN. LOVED BY JUDE.

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Mermay week 2

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                 ponyo, who had been running wildly about the room up to that very instant, suddenly comes to a full stop, nearly tumbling over as she winds around to look at the offered bowtruckle.  she darts closer, but obediently stops short of reaching for the creature, instead lifting onto her toes and bouncing in a quick circle to display her excitement over the curious discovery.

                                  traveling with newt made being a magical fish seem almost commonplace.

@fishfaced —— PONYO.

       “—look at this,” he says, voice gentle as ever. he kneels down beside the small girl, extends his arm, and a timid, plant-like creature begins to travel down the length of his arm toward ponyo. “don’t touch him, okay? he’s very shy.”

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tidalveined:

      Arms wrapped securely around the little girl, eyes closing for a second with the realization she was OKAY. Her small arms clutching to her, face hidden into her shoulder and–

       “ Hello, my little fish. “ she cooed, pressing a kiss to her temple. “ Have you been well in my absence, did you behave? “

                  ponyo wiggles in luna’s embrace -- she’s excited!  excited to see luna, excited to be acknowledged as a fish, excited to receive affection!  she nods, full of enthusiasm, and offers her adoptive mother a boastful grin.

                 “i was good!” she announces proudly.  murphy may disagree -- in fact, he would likely say she had been nothing short of a little terror while luna was gone, but ponyo is convinced otherwise.

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floathim:

       “who even told you that, anyway? you’re not a fish, okay, you’re a little girl. and besides, even if you were a fish, there are things in that water that would probably eat you whole,” murphy says, and although he’s very straight forward about it, he reaches up with the arm that isn’t holding her in place and pushes her curls back from her face before lifting her back up. “come on. you have to be safe. careful.”

                 “but i WAS a fish!” ponyo insists, visibly distressed by murphy’s doubt.  who had told her?  well, she’d heard her father mention it before, but she had known well before that.  one pudgy finger pokes his arm.  “who said you’re human?” she asks defensively.

                  despite the apparent offense she had taken to his suggestion, ponyo calms under the hand on her head, her whole body relaxing almost immediately.  it’s a reminder that he cares about her, and although she doesn’t always understand it -- like now, for instance -- ponyo KNOWS now that sometimes people do things she doesn’t like because they love her.  fujimoto taught her that.

                  the little fish slumps forward, chin on murphy’s shoulder.                                               “... safe,” she repeats, offering her reluctant consent to his terms.

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                                                                                                 i know, i’m sorry…

                                                                                   i can’t help it.

                                                people are easiest to read when they’re hurting.

                               PRIVATE & INDEPENDENT QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN. LOVED BY JUDE.

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       𝙈𝙔 𝙋𝙃𝙄𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙈𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙎 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙎𝙐𝙁𝙁𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙒𝙄𝘾𝙀.