#feel like the encanto thing is wrong for 2022

[walkineternity]

I posted 6,908 times in 2022

That's 198 more posts than 2021!

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I tagged 5,319 of my posts in 2022

Only 23% of my posts had no tags

#our flag means death - 932 posts

#tma - 852 posts

#video - 489 posts

#dracula - 182 posts

#encanto - 168 posts

#comic - 116 posts

#stories - 115 posts

#disco elysium - 114 posts

#art - 106 posts

#what we do in the shadows - 101 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#cause i thought i read that historically he joined up with blackbeard around 17 years old but idk im only thinking of the comedy here haha

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

"Sleep with them" KLAUS OMG

7 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

#4

Found this on a review video! Thought it was a neat interpretation. I do actually think that those were all predictions, but I think that this is still a cool way to look at it too!

7 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

#3

I’m like legit so happy about this. The show feels almost too good to be true, and with them waiting so long to renew, I was so cautious to get my hopes up this time. It still doesn’t feel quite real that we will actually get more of this show. This is so special. Congrats to everyone today 🎉🎉

8 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

#2

"..wouldn't it be nice to live together,

in the kind of world where we belong?"

10 notes - Posted May 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

so glad there are plans for s2. wouldn’t say that about any of flanagans other shows bc they all tell their whole story in 1 season. but this one! so many questions! netflix please don’t cancel 🤞

13 notes - Posted October 19, 2022

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[demacianpuppet]

I just came back from the cinematic watching “Puss in Boots: The Last Wish” (which is an amazing film, go watch it!) and I have to say I really love the current trend of animation film.

If I look at the most recent animation films we got like Encanto (2021), Turning Red (2022), Strange World (2022) and I also would argue Wendell & Wild (2022), they share all one big theme: trauma processing.

Some of these films have a big bad, but it is usually not the main focus. The focus lies mostly on the characters and how these work through their problems, showing how complex trauma is and how often trauma has been passed on from your own family. And in the end, the main characters usually are able to proccess it and finally break the cycle, redeeming the whole family with it in the most cases.

There is nothing wrong the classical “good against evil” story line but for me it feels like these are mostly rooted as form of escapism. Sometimes it is frustating to watch these films, knowning that the good ones will always win while in reality we are powerless against all the evil in the world.

Sometimes, it is better to change the perspective and focus on the things we actually can change, break the cycle of trauma in which a lot of people have been trapped and make the first step in the direction of a better life.

[soccerpunching]

(if you haven't already answered this before:) how did you get into Ina11 and made you make this blog for it?

I dont think I've answered this before either (correct me if im wrong though). This goes under the cut like all of my long answers to personal asks...

For some context (this is relevant to my relationship with anime and fandom), I used to be nonverbal for the good 11-12-ish years of my life until I was traumatized out of it so now I'm semiverbal ((with like auditory hallucination, anxiety (general and social), depression, ptsd, etc)). I won't tell anything regarding this experience.

It's not really uncommon for Filipinos my age and older to be into anime because this is everything that the afternoon and morning television have for you. You would know naruto, goku, luffy, etc against your will and I was not immune to that. During that time also cable was really common (and was not paid per fucking channel, that started a few years later though) so I used to watch a lot of anime in Hero TV, Animax Ph, Cartoon Network PH, etc i dont remember the others.

I found inazuma eleven and other anime on one of them and got into it immediately (also because of my trauma) but because some personal things have to happen, I started watching all the anime I got into that time on illegal sites instead.

I was not an internet person and i cant get into chats because of the experience I've mentioned above so even though i like anime and have been reading every fanfiction about my fav shows that time and were even writing some of my own (mostly fairy tail and dbz but all are now deleted or orphaned), I never tried to get into any fandom (I am aware of how fandoms are because i had a personal twitter that i only use for rts that time but i never engaged because they were big fandoms who have... issues)... this was all until the pandemic happened.

After the pandemic, it was like people can understand my experiences suddenly and it made me feel like there are safe spaces now for me to be in so somewhere in 2021 I created a fandom tumblr and twitter account at the same time. Tumblr was overwhelming for me initially so I stayed in twitter (this is during my Encanto phase so my twitter has a small following even right now from that small fandom)... it was a so and so experience but it is my first so it was made better because of that small welcoming fandom...

A bit after that, I got into the naruto and dragon ball fandom which was a big mistake because it made me picked up some toxic feelings and even behaviour that I do not want. I tried learning tumblr more and decided that I'll stay here at the moment. I realized that the dragon ball fandom here actually have nicer people and are more mature and critical while being respectful of others so I enjoyed my tumblr stay!! I made a lot of dragon ball posts that gave me great tumblr mutuals that I still talk to to this day even after my dragon ball brainrot is gone.

Before 2022 ended, I needed a break because of some personal matters. I got into inazuma eleven again during this time after rewatching galaxy (i wanted to be inspired by their alien character designs but it had a different effect). It sparked my love for the series and made me reopen some old concepts and fanfic ideas I had for it before (this includes the vent fic I mentioned once where Kidou was evil, Endou was dead, Gouenji was a pediatrician, and Aki was the leader of a rebellion against kageyama's reign with Fudou by her side). And then, I started writing new ones nonstop for about 4 months (80k words for two different fanfic series btw that are both unfinished).

I started following some inazuma eleven blogs in May this year until I feel like I needed to make posts myself at about the start of June. The fandom had the encanto vibe to me with a cross to how old fandoms feel so it was really nice to be here!! And the rest is history ig?? hehe

Sorry for the really long answer and thanks for the ask!

[kimchokejin]

music tag games 🎶

doing another round up because i fell way behind on tag games due to my mental breakdown 🙃 thank you for tagging me!!! sorry for the long post feel free to just...not look at it

game #1: artist bingo

tagged by @lesovoj​​ 💘

rules: look at the bingo card of the person who tagged you, highlight the artists you have in common and then create your own

did not expect tongue out to be one of the default paint 3d stickers but it worked out!

i picked these from my top artists on lastfm for the past year but i took out bts and any artists that have been...disappointing me lately...

for anyone who wants to play!

game #2: first listens/watches

tagged by @summerwave​​ 💝

rules: list your favorite albums that you first listened to and your favorite shows/movies you first watched in 2022

albums

i did the grid this time!

Dawn FM by The Weeknd

Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers by Kendrick Lamar

blue water road by Kehlani

Juno (Deluxe) by Remi Wolf

Rachel@Fairyland by Rae Morris

Live by Joywave

Somewhere City by Origami Angel

Nymph by Shygirl

Tracy Chapman by Tracy Chapman

watches

not doing a grid for this one idk how to do that for tv/movie posters lol

Because This Is My First Life (2017) - Netflix

Heartstopper (2022) - Netflix

Our Flag Means Death (2022) - HBO Max

Encanto (2021) - Disney+

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) - Paramount+?

Fire Island (2022) - Hulu

Fight Club (1999)

What’s Wrong With Secretary Kim? (2018)* - Hulu

Sort Of (2021)* - HBO Max

*haven’t finished but i like it so far!

i don’t watch a lot of things so don’t take any of these recs too seriously haha

game #3: receiptify

tagged by @summerwave​ 💝

rules: just run your spotify or whatever you have to stream music through this thing: https://receiptify.herokuapp.com/

i guess most people just share last month but i have spotify and last.fm and i like to overshare data so you’re getting it all oops. spotify first

i’m pretty sure i only listened to #10 twice? but the rest make sense. where’s newjeans though i was definitely listening to them

oh wow that’s just embarrassing

now artists!

son lux is only on there because i listened to the everything everywhere all at once soundtrack and there were a lot of songs on it. and i only listened to youngboy’s album one time? but the rest is probably accurate

i listened to so much all time low before i heard about the jack barakat stuff :/

now genres!

i am also assuming escape room art pop and boom bap have something to do with the everything everywhere all at once soundtrack because i have no idea what those are

now...”stats”

sorry every time i just see random numbers without units i just think about this

anyway...now lastfm!

oh look at that an opportunity for me to plug the greng jai piece! if you want the ability to pretend you don’t have mental illness for 30 minutes this is the album for you

yeah so...indigo and i have developed a very special relationship over the past few weeks...like i said before i have been Going Through It™

okay so just to put this in perspective, rattlesnake was my second most listened to song during ALL of 2022. it came out in january of last year. indigo has only been out for TWO MONTHS. and still life is tied.

tagging in case any of these games interest you, no pressure: @courtthisdisaster​​, @cheekyquokka​​, @mutedstring​���, @joon-rkive​​, @sugaggukkie​​

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read more for breeze-by reviews of the books films and shows I read/watched in 2022

books

a tree grows in brooklyn (reread) - 5/5 cemented as one of my favorite books. reading it at 25 was very different from reading it at 18

lord of the flies - oof 5/5 v chilling

the neverending story - 2/5 the whole movie is in the first seven chapters and it just drags on from there and bastian was annoying

an absolutely remarkable thing - 3/5 interesting story that I wouldn’t usually read and it ended kinda ambiguously. the main character was a little annoying but it was good for the story

the curious incident of the dog in the night time - 2/5 kinda overrated in my opinion and was kinda a bummer overall

their eyes were watching god - 4/5 kinda a bummer too but v beautiful

walk two moons - 3/5 a little overly Solemn in my opinion

shadow of a bull - 2/5 a little boring and anti climatic

hooked - 5/5 sutton foster has been one of my favorite performers for years and I really enjoyed getting a closer look at her life

the women in the castle - 5/5 a very chewy read. not a book you can dismiss easily

the hearts of horses - 4/5 v unfortunately titled and covered, but v enjoyable slice of life read. actually related to the main character, and the horses were written realistically.

jack and jill - 3/5 very slice of life w Moral Lessons, and I didn’t really agree with the moral lesson

the boy who harnessed the wind -4/5 more memoir-y then I thought it would be but I liked it like that

wink: - 3/5 finished on 1/1/23 but I’m counting it. definitely worth the read but could’ve been better

films

red riding hood - 2/5 pretty silly plot but gary oldman was acting his pants off

the prestige - 3/5 v captivating but left me feeling ick

a monster calls - 4/5 almost as good as the book

atonement - 2/5 v pretty but. betrayled

gladiator - 5/5 v refreshing to see this type of movie, 2000s style

encanto - 3/5 not enough recovery time

moulin rouge - 3/5 wild but it could be deep

the caddy - 3/5 jerry lewis is the basis of my sense of humor

logan - 5/5 really liked seeing such a grounded superhero film

hanna - 3/5 underdeveloped as whole. woulda worked better as a mini series

last christmas - 3/5 liked the characters, well acted and written, didn’t like the twist

school of rock - 5/5 there is nothing wrong with this movie

to all the boys p.s i still love you - 3/5 silly conflict. girl just go to school

if I stay - 4/5 much deeper than I thought it was gonna be

sing - 3/5 loved the littel chameleon creature

the fantastic mr fox - 4/5 v strange but a little long

the exception - 1/5 left me feeling v ick

winter’s bone - 4/5 different from what I expected. v grounded and unsensational

beastly - 2/5 lol v v 2011 black cover ya book feeling. v silly

the giver - 3/5 better than I thought it would be. rushed through in favor of a more dramatic ending

the addams family - 5/5 enjoyed everything about this

the addams family values - 4/5 not as sharp as the first one but joan cusack is in it

nope - 5/5 sooo good. loved the concept of an animal like alien and everything was set up so well. does rely on the “don’t look a horse in the eye or it will go berserk” thing which is just. not true. (literally just be chill and the horse will be chill. it’s more about approaching them from the side than directly in front). but on the whole the horse portrayal was pretty good

vengeance - 3/5 got v tense after the twist. went some places. left me feeling hmm

good will hunting - 4/5 literally heard of this movie my whole life. it’s good

rampage - 2/5 I love big scary animal monsters but this got too big and silly

potc: on stranger tides - 3/5 the story was better than I thought it would be, but overall it wasn’t made with the same care as the og trilogy

potc: dead men tell no tales - 2/5 almost just stupid

spiderman: no way home - 4/5 everyone was acting their pants off and it was great

black panther: wakanda forever - 4/5 ran a little long but loved all the choices and visuals

weird - 3/5 what it says on the can. bizarre and funny

the princess switch 2 - 2/5

the princess switch 3 - 3/5 unexpected pathos???

hildago - 3/5 honestly think I would’ve liked it better if he shot the horse at the end :/ which is a horrible thing to say but

falling for christmas - 2/5 I did it for you miss lohan

disenchanted - 2/5 and one of those is solely for idina menzel singing

jojo rabbit - 5/5 tonally brilliant and surprisingly full despite being under two hours

glass onion - 5/5 v fun and v engaging from beginning to end

tv shows

attack on titan s4 pt 2 - 3/5 not enough levi. also can we just finish this dam story

stranger things s4 - 4/5 a lot of crunchy plot stuff happened, v curious to see how it will end

only murders in the building s2 - 4/5 not as strong as s1 but still v enjoyable

derry girls s3 - 5/5 no notes

kenobi - 3/5 not bad but also pretty unnecessary

this is us s6 - 3/5 pretty likely end to the series but the more I thought about it the more I didn’t like it

abbott elementary - 5/5 no notes. most enjoyable mockumentary I’ve seen

rutherford falls - haven’t finished the first season yet so reserving final judgement but so far so good

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I posted 5,337 times in 2022

That's 5,293 more posts than 2021!

1,841 posts created (34%)

3,496 posts reblogged (66%)

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#loser!rambles - 136 posts

#marauders era - 96 posts

#atyd marauders - 92 posts

#marauders - 92 posts

#the marauders - 92 posts

#marauders map - 89 posts

#harry potter marauders - 81 posts

#marauders textpost - 77 posts

#hp marauders - 47 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#when your bf warns you that if he fills you in on everything that happened before you moved there that lives will be risked and you'll never

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Lily: *holding Peter's hand over her stomach so he can feel Harry kick* Sorry this is taking so long, he kicked for everyone else.

James: It's hard for the little guy to perform under pressure.

Sirius: Top ten things James said on his wedding night!

Peter: Woah! It was small, but I think I felt something!

Remus: Top ten things Lily said on her wedding night!

Lily: *laughs*

James: Stop laughing at it, Lily!

Everyone: Top ten things James said on his wedding night!

467 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#4

Sirius Black Headcanons

[this post includes fluff, mentions to family trauma/trauma responses, smut near the end, different kinks, Sirius Black X Fem!Reader]

A/N: sorry about all the Encanto posts recently, I know this was originally a Marauders account, I'm just so so so obsessed, but I'm back to writing for my favourite boys, enjoy and, as always, my ask box is open!

Fluff HCs:

this man is the sweetest thing in the world

unless yk he's not

the first sign you're closer to him than nOrMaL PeOpLe, is that he lets you touch his hair

nobody, I mean nobody, is allowed to do that

except maybe Remus but

it takes a while for him to open up to you

but OH WHEN HE DOES

this mans trusts you with everything

his birthdate, childhood secrets, hell he'll probably tell you about distant family members weddings and how shit went down

everything

and he expects the same back

but won't push you if you're not ready, he gets the need to wait

he always needs his hands on you

or to need to be IN ARMS REACH

mans has issues, he's a baby™

He likes being able to hold your hand, or have an arm around you, even when you're sitting on a couch in the common room he has his legs tangled with yours

his friends are so bored already, but they're a little relieved all this affection he'd built up is finally getting out

he'll make you food

it's almost always burnt, raw, too sweet, or stale

but he tries?

when your sick, or on your period, he gets a lil awkward

he doesn't really know how to deal with it

he'd probably ask James what to do, maybe Remus on the off chance he can't find his adoptive mother

yes James adopted Sirius you can't tell me I'm wrong

you know I'm not, quit lying to yourself

he might be needy, true, but he knows when to give you space

See the full post

469 notes - Posted January 25, 2022

#3

so did i spend all afternoon making this quiz?

https://uquiz.com/NqM8FT

maybe

npt!! really excited to see what you guys get if you take this <33 @marauderseraswiftie @silverose365 @basicallyremuslupin @nectarinesupremacy04 @lilithsecond

615 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#2

Harry: *falls in love with a fiery, smart, and hot redhead that's way out of his league*

James, from heaven: you really are your dad's son.

or, alternatively,

Harry: *falls in love with his best friends younger sibling*

James, from heaven: you really are your dad's son.

898 notes - Posted February 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Five, writing in his diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

972 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

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I posted 1,920 times in 2022

That's 38 more posts than 2021!

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1,634 posts reblogged (85%)

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I tagged 1,731 of my posts in 2022

Only 10% of my posts had no tags

#god's frogs - 99 posts

#daily poem or at least frequent poem - 96 posts

#! - 36 posts

#my aesthetic - 35 posts

#strong language - 33 posts

#to save - 31 posts

#lol - 21 posts

#😂 - 19 posts

#bingo tag - 18 posts

#thanks for the ask! - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#i always have the hardest time with questions about which characters i relate to! i'm like i've never related to a character in my life 😂

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Today our priest gave the best explanation of "fear of the Lord" that I've ever heard.

When he was in the canons regular in Vienna, they had a 16th century nativity set from Sicily made out of coral that they would put in the refectory. The trees were made out of gold wire with little pieces of coral hanging off from them and they would shake with the slightest movement. He was sometimes the person who took the pieces from the cart and transferred them to the table, and holding something that fragile and valuable in his hands filled him with anxiety.

Fear of the Lord isn't being afraid that God is going to crush you if you do something wrong. It's the anxiety you feel when when you're holding something inexpressibly precious and fragile in your hands and you don't want to break it.

56 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

#4

Local girl forced to break out winter coat, weeping, wailing, gnashing of teeth

79 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

#3

The extremely specific thing I love in stories, that makes me go absolutely feral, is when characters who are/think they are/pretend to be emotionless find themselves showing emotions that they can't control because deep down they really love someone

113 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#2

I have a yellow sweater that I sometimes wear. It embodies my desire to find joy and brightness in the most ordinary of days and I like to wear it when it's cloudy outside or when I feel kind of blah.

Anyway all I'm saying is, you can and absolutely should build the imagery of your own life!

157 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Just having unformed thoughts about houses as images of family/generational trauma, especially in ancient Greek tragedy and South American novels, and how Encanto uses that imagery to tell a story about the healing of a family and how Bruno is living in the walls patching the cracks and in this essay I will

165 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

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[madrigaljail]

I posted 2,698 times in 2022

That's 2,698 more posts than 2021!

221 posts created (8%)

2,477 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 2,302 of my posts in 2022

Only 15% of my posts had no tags

#bruno - 104 posts

#my writing - 92 posts

#the madrigal in-laws - 91 posts

#not encanto - 89 posts

#yes good - 68 posts

#fanart - 67 posts

#always reblog - 55 posts

#fic rec - 47 posts

#triplets triplets triplets - 44 posts

#pepa - 42 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#the previous summer abuela helena had fallen very ill and asked to speak with her and luisa alone to tell them the story of her life.

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Happy birthday you absolute goddess 🦄

118 notes - Posted November 14, 2022

#4

143 notes - Posted November 11, 2022

#3

OBBB (Oogie Boogie Bash Bruno) Facts

Because videos are coming out and we’re learning things about this precious bean. Also feel free to add more/link videos because I’m too lazy to go back and do it, sorry >.<

It’s his first time in California but Mirabel told him all about it (she’s been doing meet and greets for a while now and THIS IS SO STINKING CUTE).

He’s out of salt! (Please if you’re going do not give him salt, I’m guessing this is a Disney health and safety thing, same with the reason he’s not wearing flip flops. Why he doesn’t have Jorge’s spackle trowel while Mother Gothel is going around flashing a dagger is beyond me.).

He has 32 rats and usually feeds them empanadas or arepas con queso because of course. They do like candy too since there’s so much of it around.

What does he feed himself? Who knows, when asked what he had for dinner he want off about the rats. Someone get this man a handwich.

Once upon a time his mother asked him to clean the house, but he hates cleaning, so he came up with the character of Jorge - who doesn’t mind it - and cleaned all of Casita! “My Mama Alma was so proud!” :’)

He does hop over cracks!!

ETA: “ "Once you get out of the walls, pretty much anyone you meet becomes your best friend."  Bruno NO 😢

266 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

#2

Just leaving this here for anyone worrying about fandom dying and needing a little motivation. We’re still out here, finish your WIP, get back to those sketches, post that meta, folks are ready to eat it all up <3

400 notes - Posted August 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Some Less-Known Encanto Word of God

So I’m casually checking Encanto’s TV Tropes page because it’s always a good time, but then I got to Word of God and stumbled across this, uh, detail:

In this podcast, Jared Bush points out that due to the heartbreak and fear that Alma experienced at the riverside after seeing her husband murdered, once she learned of Bruno's powers, she would have found it impossible to resist pressuring him to frequently look into the future for threats and dangers to the Encanto. Thus, the observations that have been made about Bruno having a depressed attitude which led to him seeing bad futures is wrong. It's the opposite, pressure on Bruno to always look for the worst the future has to offer is what left him with a stressed, forlorn attitude. Sadly, Bruno is probably the first casualty of Alma's unresolved grief and fear.

Which. Um. Sure is some information!!! What, and I cannot stress this enough, the FUCK, Alma??? Like I can totally see and have read - and written! - fic where this happens but holy Christ on a crutch.

754 notes - Posted June 4, 2022

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I posted 29,510 times in 2022

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I tagged 12,356 of my posts in 2022

#the owl house - 7,596 posts

#toh spoilers - 2,736 posts

#monster high - 1,616 posts

#encanto - 487 posts

#bugsnax - 297 posts

#dolls - 271 posts

#encanto spoilers - 230 posts

#dead end paranormal park - 184 posts

#dead end: paranormal park - 180 posts

#de:pp - 179 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i hope that everyone that works on toh either attends or has attended therapy because clearly some of them have had these experiences and n

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

the way mattel has been handling the mh relaunch/reboot is a fucking joke. everything we’ve learned/seen has been from leaks with ZERO official announcements, the doll/line listing don’t specify if they are g1 or g3, there is no consistence with the g3 designs, and they are over charging on the collector dolls (NONE of the previous SDCC dolls were $75, even the 2 packs!). whoever is in charge should be fired for not knowing how to market aka not knowing how to do their goddamn job.

187 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

#4

not liking the whole human vs monsters thing going on in the live action movie. I don’t think it’s a bad theme at all (it was a theme the original used), but the way they are doing it feels...off to me. like having EVERY monster hate humans feels wrong. that’s not how it was handled in the original and it is reductive to simplify a big issue that is a stand in for racism/homophobia into a “both sides hate each other” thing. it feels very “reverse racism” and knowing the director has a racist past...it just doesn’t sit well with me. normally I give something a bit of benefit of the doubt, like that wasn’t the intention the people behind the scenes just didn’t know how to handle the message properly, I can’t do that here due to said director.  

501 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

#3

I love that Pugsley’s fez is known as his “little good boy hat.” I thought that it would be a one-off line, but it’s a running gag. An ADORABLE running gag.

733 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

#2

I know everyone likes Willow being the “he asked for no pickles” for Hunter, but consider the reverse. Willow would be ok with just taking the pickles off, but Hunter would see it as a sign of disrespect to his captain and would jump over the counter to terrorize the poor soul who messed up the order. 

779 notes - Posted June 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I really want Eda to carve a prosthetic arm out of palisman wood w/ Lilith and her dad. And it would have an interlock for Owlbert cuz that’d be dope 

1,381 notes - Posted July 2, 2022

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Encanto (2022/05/11)

With their home rebuilt, life continued on rather splendidly. Luisa was able to relax more, Dolores got the man of her dreams, and Bruno was back with their family.

But of course, not all had been resolved, but then again, this particular thing was kind of Isabela’s own fault.

She never told anyone what was going through her head. She never told them how wrong the idea of marrying a man felt to her; the idea of marrying anyone.

Isabela loved her family, she loved people, but the idea of marrying someone and kissing them and having babies? Isabela wanted no part of it.

But she couldn’t tell anyone that. Not when it was expected of her to marry someone.

Dolores marrying Mariano bought her time, but two months later Abuela was talking about potential partners for her again.

Much like last time, the entire family was sitting around the table discussing the options, figuring out who would be the best suitor for her, never even asking once if she even wanted marriage.

Then again, why wouldn’t she? She was a grown woman, isn’t this what all girls dreamed of?

But after going through this process once, and having to go through it again after realizing just how much happier she was when she just did what she wanted…

She couldn’t stand it anymore.

Slamming her hands on the table, Isabela stood up angrily as cacti grew out around the table. “ENOUGH!” She exclaimed, startling her family members. “NO MORE OPTIONS. NO MORE MEN. NO MORE MARRIAGE!”

“Isabela?” Abuela gasped, eyes wide with concern and disbelief.

Breathing heavily, Isabela looked around the table almost desperately. “Luisa is of age, why can’t SHE get married!? Why can’t SHE have the children? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME!?”

“Isabela, please-“ Pepa started, eyes wide as wind begin to pick up inside, a sign of her stress. “Calm down!”

Mirabel placed a hand on her shoulder with worry. “Isabela…let’s talk about this, do you not like the choices?”

“UGH IT’S NOT ABOUT THAT!” Isabela groaned, looking at them in frustration. “Why is it so wrong that I just don’t want to be with someone? Why is it so wrong that I don’t want to have sex!?”

Camilo, Felix, Agustin and Bruno flushed red with embarrassment as the girls looked appalled at her outburst. Antonio just looked confused.

Finally, letting out a huff, Isabela stormed off to her room, leaving a trail of cacti behind her.

~~~

Mirabel hesitantly entered Isabela’s room, noticing how much more flooded it was with plants. No longer did the room hold roses, instead nearly every spot had some sort of spike or exotic plant, it was difficult to walk through without catching your clothes on something, but Mirabel had a feeling Isabela preferred it like that.

She always did treasure what little privacy she could get, it’s only recently that Mirabel understands why.

“Isabela?” She called softly.

Vines wrapped around Mirabel’s ankles to keep her from going forward. Mirabel frowned and looked around the room, trying to see through all of the giant plants. Finally, she spotted a sort of cave made out of vines and cacti.

“Come on Isabela, talk to me.” Mirabel pleaded. “You know it helps to talk.” She tried to fight against the vines.

Slowly, their grip weakened and Mirabel rushed forward before Isabela could change her mind. She managed to get through the spikey plants, only getting a couple tears in her skirt. She found Isabela curled up hugging her knees in the plant cave, surrounded by cactus and sundew.

Mirabel hesitantly sat down nearby. “…Isabela?”

Weakly, Isabela spoke up. “How did you do it? Mirabel?”

“Huh?” Mirabel tilted her head.

Isabela looked at her, tears welled up in her eyes. “How did you spend…your whole life, feeling like you were wrong.”

Mirabel’s eyes widened.

Sniffling softly, she continued. “The family punished you, treated you like you were worthless because you weren’t given a gift, as if you had any control over it. Bruno left because everybody blamed him, for things he couldn’t help…it’s so unfair.”

Mirabel could only stare at her older sister helplessly.

Tearfully, Isabela looked at her, hiccupping. “But what about me!? My whole life, I’ve been adored but…but nobodies even seen me! All they went is perfect Isabela, grow roses Isabela, decide her entire future and she won’t complain Isabela! WELL I’M DONE WITH IT!”

The cacti grew larger, and Mirabel winced as one scratched her arm. Carefully, Mirabel rested a hand on Isabela’s arm. “I just don’t understand…I thought you wanted to get married…”

“I never wanted marriage, I never wanted love!” Isabela exclaimed. “Not like that. The idea of somebody touching me so personally…kissing me…conceiving…” Isabela shuttered uncontrollably. “It disgusts me!”

Mirabel’s eyes widened in shock. Even she fantasized about marrying someone someday, whether it was expected or not.

“I don’t expect you to understand.” Isabela told her sadly. “I just…I don’t know how to not be perfect. I’ve spent my whole life going against everything I feel in order to please others, but you showed me freedom Mirabel.” She looked at her pleadingly. “You showed me what it means to go against the path. To fight for what you want.”

Mirabel felt her heart warm. “Isabela…”

“But how can I fight? When fighting for what I want means disappointing the family and failing to do my part?” She whimpered.

Mirabel bit her lip, looking down for a moment. “…Isabela, when we rebuilt the casita, we left our old ways behind. Luisa relaxes, Dolores takes what she wants, and Abuela realized her families well being was more important than the miracle.”

Gently, Mirabel took Isabela’s face in her hands and used her thumbs to wipe away her tears, smiling softly.

“You don’t have to be perfect anymore, Isabela. You can stop now. You can be who you are, and even if the entire family hated you over it…”

Isabela’s eyes widened as Mirabel pulled her into a hug, not caring if she got poked by the cactus.

“No matter what, I will love you always.” Mirabel assured her.

Isabela sobbed hard against her, hugging her back tightly as more plants continued to grow around them.

Even if nobody else could understand, Mirabel would. And Mirabel would love her.

Maybe that’s all Isabela needed anyways.

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#5

Two more lonely people Part 6

NSFW 18+

Summary: “should we fight this?” “Si.” “I don’t know if I can” “neither do I”

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x fem werewolf! reader

Warnings: age gap (Y/N is 24 and Bruno is 50) swearing, any others let me know please.

Word count: 3598

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The chirp of crickets and your mother’s snoring echoes in your ears as you lie in your plush bed, staring at the ceiling since sleep refuses to take you. The curtains wave slowly like an oceans tide as the wind flows into your room, cooling your skin and the soft blankets around you.

Your mind keeps replaying it over and over, stirring the feeling in your gut without remorse, making you wet for a man not even here. He wants you too. He was in you, holding you up as you rode him in the clear flowing water, his eyes hazy with lust and moans filling the air. You doubt it’s love but you’re fine with that. You resigned yourself to never having that a long time ago. As long as you can have his body, you don’t need his heart.

You were worried about him as you walked with him back to casita. His mind was a mess the whole walk and once you were close enough the construction area he ran off, saying he needed some time. A couple of your neighbours that were working on casita nearby had watched him race off into his tent and looked at you quizzically. You just shrugged at them and walked away, it’s none of their business.

You didn’t see him for the rest of the day, even though you sought him out with your eyes among the others working on the build. He clearly found a spot nowhere near you. You understand why. He was freaking out, doing every little superstition he could to try ward away misfortune. You had to watch as he freaked out about every little bad thing that could happen as a result of what happened.

You just couldn’t bring yourself to worry. You love that family like they’re your own, each one a member of your pack that you would die for, even Alma. You especially care about Dolores and Isabela, and you care what they’d think about it. But don’t you have the right to have what you want if it’s in your reach? Is it really so wrong?

Leaves rustle outside your window as the curtains billow into the room again, revealing the waning moon hiding in the clouds to your wide eyes. You thought the sound outside to be just the wind, until the movement of the curtain stops and the noise of the bushes below your window continues.

You hop out of your bed and pad silently to the window, your head tilted at the sound as you pull on a thin robe. Nobody commits crime in Encanto, they know better, especially after the fucker who killed his wife a few years ago. You were told to escort him to the mountains and make sure he climbed and left Encanto forever. Well… for a brick he flew pretty good.

You doubt it’s a criminal outside your window, probably just a curious kinkajou or… Bruno falling on his ass… you huff out a laugh at the sight of him, staring up at you with wide eyes cause you scared him as you pulled open the light fabric curtain.

“For someone who spent ten years in living in walls you’re not very stealthy.” You whisper, hiding your smirk with one hand as you offer the other out the window, helping him up and in.

“Well, uh heh there’s no bushes inside walls.” He says quietly as he stumbles through the window into your room, nearly falling onto his face.

“mmmm well you’re not wrong” you plant your hand on your hip, watching him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, though you’re sure he can’t see much in the dark. You can see him clearly though. The warmth on his cheeks, his flustered fidgeting, the silver strands in his hair catching the moon light, you can see it all. “To what do I owe this midnight visit?”

“Well, heh funny thing… I was in my cot trying to sleep but I couldn’t stop thinking about um earlier, at the river, with you. I keep going back and forth about all the reasons I know this is wrong and all the things you said, telling me that it shouldn’t matter…” as Bruno rambles you smile at him, taking his hand to guide him to your bed so he can sit. You listen to every word as you play with his curly locks of hair, watching as he finds far too many words for his thoughts. “I really don’t know what side is winning but I can’t stop thinking about it and then I think about what it actually is. Is it lust, my loneliness from being in the walls for so long or is it something more? Then it just repeats, and I don’t know what to do. So, I thought a walk might help clear my mind, but then I just ended up here…”

“Trying to put a label on it this soon huh?” you joke, regretting it immediately as you watch new insecurities flow in behind his eyes. Shit “look, Bruno.” You start. “What do you want this to be?”

“I don’t know” he mumbles. He looks so lost as he stares into your eyes through the darkness of the room.

“Then don’t try to name it yet.” You tell him, tucking a lock of his hair away from his face. You aren’t sure if you want to tell him that it can’t be more. You’re a monster, it can’t be more. This could never lead to marriage or children. No one would approve because of the ages difference, let alone no one would ever want what you have in their blood line anyway. It’s like a disease and one wrong move could spread it. like a teething child biting someone at the wrong time. Probably should have thought of that before letting him paint your insides with his seed.

“Okay” he breathes. You listen to his heart race, echoing into your ears, and watch as his hands fidget together. You can sense every little change in his body as he gets excited by your proximity. You can feel the heat radiating off of him, and the tiny shifts he makes to ease the sensation in his pants. Fuck you want him so badly.

“Can I kiss you again?” you ask as his warmth beside you stirs your body to life.

“Yes! I mean yes” he says a bit too loud, toning his voice down to mask his excitement.

“you’re adorable” you huff with a massive smile, leaning into him, and pressing your lips to his. Your right hand sits high up his thigh, your thumb rubbing small circles at the inseam of his pants. He moans delightfully into your mouth as you deepen the kiss, but you pull back, shushing him by pressing your finger to his chapped lips. You’re sure your smile is practically predatory as you push him back onto the bed, swinging your leg over his to straddle him, pinning him to the plush surface with his hands above his head. “Are you able to be quiet for me?” you hum in his ear as you grind your heat against his hardening length, teasing him with the tiniest bit of friction.

He nods fervently, his mouth falling open with a silent moan as he moves his hips up to meet yours.

“good” you kiss him roughly, the hairs on his chin scratching yours, leaving little red marks in their wake. You release your grip on his hands and trail the soft pads of your fingers down his sleeve covered arms. You can tell he’s trying hard to not make a sound as he watches you slide down his body in the darkness, the moon light barely illuminating the room.

You lift his ruana and shirt away, exposing his tummy and the waist band of his pants. A thin layer of soft dark hairs trails down from his chest and disappears into his pants, tiny silver hairs present even there. Pressing your lips to his hip bones, you work on removing his pants, tugging at his belt.

Once you got him free you dive in, teasing and licking and sucking, leaving him a desperate mess for half an hour. Taking him to the brink then pulling back just a little, testing the waters. His hard cock delicious in your mouth as you lave your tongue along the length. He fucking loved every second of it, silently begging for more when you pinned his hips to the bed.

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220 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#4

Two more lonely people Part 5

NSFW 18+

Summary: “should we fight this?” “Si.” “I don’t know if I can” “neither do I”

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x fem werewolf! reader

Warnings: age gap (Y/N is 24 and Bruno is 50) Hope yall are ready for those lemons. PinV. Wrap it up! Some self-hate. Any others let me know please.

Word count: 5030

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You feel refreshed and lively as you wake in the grass near casa Madrigal, not far from Bruno’s tent. You couldn’t exactly have exactly gone home still in wolf form. You couldn’t risk being spotted, not when the gift from casita excuse won’t hold while the others don’t have theirs.

You stretch your arms above your head, arching your back so only your head and butt are touching the ground, moaning in pleasure at the stretch. The early morning birds fly above as you stare at the blue sky as the sun starts to rise. Good thing no one from town has come up to casita for another day of building yet. God knows what they would have said if they caught you napping in the grass, especially if you were still in wolf form.

It felt amazing to run again after two weeks of barely leaving your bed. The feeling of wind in your fur and dirt under your paws again was amazing. And the fact that shifting seemed to fix what was broken is a bonus, you can actually help rebuild now. You had to fight yourself though, when the urge came to just howl into the jungle.

“Not sure lying in the grass is the best idea.” Bruno’s voice rings out, drawing your attention back to the ground, making you sit up to look at him, a big smile on your lips. “Fire ants aren’t pleasant.”

“I got a face full of them a couple years ago, so I’ll have to agree with you.” You laugh, taking his offered hand to stand.

“Oh heh… how’d you manage that?”

“let’s just say running recklessly through a jungle isn’t the smartest thing.” You tell him brushing a few leaves from your hair and skirts.

“are you… feeling better?” he asks, his little chuckle at your words making you smile.

“yeah. It almost feels like nothing was broken in the first place.” You explain. “should have shifted two weeks ago.” You yawn as you rub the sleep from your eyes.

“W-why are you here so early?” he asks, squinting as he realises no one else working yet. To be honest, you’re surprised he’s even awake, most won’t wake for another hour. The only reason you are is because your body had shifted back into human form. Dios you’re glad you keep your clothes unlike in some werewolf stories, otherwise this encounter would have been awkward.

“didn’t leave.” You shrug, wandering off toward the construction, spotting the rat that seems obsessed with you, cleaning itself on some rubble. It’s not the first time you’ve slept under the stars.

“Wait you slept here?”

“couldn’t risk being spotted by anyone in town. They think it’s a part of the gift after all.” You roll your eyes, lifting the rat to put on your shoulder and turning to the man. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t fond of the rat that keeps climbing onto your head. “It was either here, or somewhere among the trees.”

“oh” he replies as he fiddles with his fingers.

You stand together in silence for a moment. Would it be weird if you asked him if wants to get breakfast together? What way would he take it? what way would you mean it?

“I was gonna go and get something for breakfast…” you start “would you… maybe like to join me?”

“Uh mmm. I think it’d be better if I just get started for the day.” He tells you, pointing to the structure with his thumbs as he starts to back away. “Y-you know, there’s still a lot of work to be done and it isn’t going to do itself.” He laughs nervously.

“ok” you try to ignore the disappointment as he rambles on about why he can’t. “Maybe I’ll bring something back.” You nod, your smile disappearing once he turns the corner.

You’re really starting to hate this pull you have toward him, especially when you think he might feel it too just to literally run away.

You breathe out a sigh, squeezing your eyes shut as you try to push away the feeling welling inside. Your mind keeps telling you that you’re being too much. That he doesn’t actually want the attention you’ve been giving. You get it though, you’ve been told many times that you show affection like a dog, jumping on and cuddling your friends like you hadn’t seen them in years. Doll and Isa have been perfectly happy with adopting it, but others have simply told you to calm down.

The rat on your squeaks in your ear, watching you curiously as it sniffs at the air. “Looks like it’s just you and me huh?” you say to the rat as you start your trek home.

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Bruno POV

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#3

I’d rather be yours

18+

Summary: captured and kept as an elite’s plaything for months after the fall of Master chief and the UNSC Infinity, you’re finally saved.

Pairing: Master chief x fem reader

Warnings: swears, implications of imprisonment, implications of perverted alien. Please say if there’s others!!!

Word count: 1751

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You’re trying so hard not to look miserable, you refuse to give these fuckers the pleasure.

You watched as Master chief was thrown into the icy depths of space and declared dead to all. An elite had grabbed you from your lab aboard the Infinity and taken you away on his ship, declaring you, his pet. You wonder if Chief would have saved you if he was still alive. You definitely wouldn’t have been a pet for six months if he was, you are sure of that.

You wish he was still alive. He was powerful, a hero to humanity and you’d developed a massive crush on him over time and fuck, watching him die hurt.

The elite as he goes about his business, ensuring everything in his hidden stronghold is up to par as you sit on the plush surface he’d placed for you, watching his move closely. You don’t remember his name, though you don’t really care to. you’re pretty sure it’s written on the damn collar around your neck so he can settle with that. He’s never gonna hear you say it.

The bastard is definitely a pervert though, going by the barely there outfit he decided to keep you in, reminiscent of an outfit from an old earth movie. You hate being what’s basically a whore for his eyes only, but what else could you do?

He rarely leaves you alone, too concerned that you’ll try something to escape. At least you think that’s why. He refuses to speak any English even though you know he knows it. You’ve told him many times that you are a scientist and not a soldier, but he doesn’t care, instead treating you like a big cat in captivity, nice to look at but best not to let it out of your sight or it’ll tear you apart.

After the first two months of being stuck in the stronghold, kept on a tight lease, you stopped fighting. You’d fought every day and fuck you were tired by that point. You’d bitten him, shouted at him until your throat was sore and all you gained from it was an electric shock. You had to try something else. Gain his trust until you could free yourself. No one else was gonna save you.

Alarms start blaring through the speakers and the alien looks up, glaring at the screens to spot the cause. Last time you’d heard the alarms, some soldiers were trying to take the outpost and were brutally slain.

“Lock down the strong hold! We cannot let them gain this location!” he shouts over the comms before rising to his feet, grabbing your arm and dragging you to your cage. Shouting things in his own language you could only dream of understanding. “stay” he growls at you.

“Like I have a choice.” You say as the lock clicks shut.

You try desperately to get a glimpse of what he’d spotted on the screen. Hoping someone has finally come to save you. You’d honestly started thinking there were no more humans left on the ring. Too many reports of captured troops and bases making your heart sink. You really thought that everyone was dead and that you were the last.

You huff and sit down on your cot, unable to see anything on the screens from your cage, resigning yourself to waiting. You’d try asking who has come to kick their asses, but you know your ‘owner’ would never answer. No one has full conversations with their pet after all.

You lie down on the uncomfortable surface, staring at the ceiling as you listen to the explosions outside the facility and the screams of distress from grunts over the radio. They’re getting what they deserve, each one of those bastard aliens out there. You just hope whoever it is will find their way in here and give that bastard elite what’s coming to him.

Each minute of gunfire drones on painfully slow but eventually it all goes silent. The screams, the explosions, the gunfire, even the sound of machinery seems to die out. The silence is almost painful, making your ears ring as you wait in hope.

Please save me. Please save me. Please save me!

A massive explosion rocks the building and the door to the room flies through the air past you with a grinding screech, as sparks shoot out from the force. The elite jumps from his chair, shouting what you’re sure is foul language as he raises his gun toward the smoke.

“Show yourself demon” he demands, stepping toward the smoke, ready to fire. You glance between the smoke and the alien with a furrowed brow, your hands now gripping the bars of your cage as you watch with bated breath.

You’ve only ever heard Chief referred to as demon. As far as you’ve heard he’s the only one they did. Is it too much to hope he survived the destruction of the infinity?

A noise echoes through the hallway as a sliver cord zips through the air, latching onto the alien’s chest. Before your eyes the armor you were so hoping to see appears from the smoke, his fist smashing into the elite’s jaws. They stagger together and the sound of plasma rounds fills the air, leaving burn marks upon the walls and narrowly missing your cage. the last six months will be for nothing if this encounter kills you first!

You don’t say a word as they fight, not wanting to distract your savior and be the cause of his death. The elite gets the upper hand though, as his four fingered fist collides with Chief’s green helmet, knocking him to the ground. Instead of taking advantage of his downed state, the alien races to your cage, ripping open the door and pulling you into his arms. Bastard must have realized there’s no way to kill the Master Chief. After all you just realized that too.

He holds you to his chest with one arm as he aims a plasma pistol to your head with the other. He drags you toward the exit, keeping you between him and the spartan as the man pulls himself to his feet.

You see the moment Chief finally realizes you’re there, his whole body freezing as his eyes lock on you, held tight in the grasp of your ‘owner’.

“you’re going to let us go demon.” The alien holding you demands, pressing the pistol to your head hard, making you hiss. “don’t move, or she’s dead.” He growls. You ribs hurt at the force the alien holds you and you try desperately to find a way to get free, clear the path for Chief to annihilate the fucker.

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333 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

#2

Two more lonely people Part 4

NSFW 18+

Summary: “should we fight this?” “Si.” “I don’t know if I can” “neither do I”

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x fem werewolf! reader

Warnings: age gap (Y/N is 24 and Bruno is 50) tiny bit of smut but nothing graphic. Any others let me know please.

Word count: 3252

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Breathy moans and whispered praise, the way he begs shooting butterflies throughout your stomach. His curly salt and pepper hair spread out through the grass like a halo. The feeling of his hands gripping your hips tight as you slowly ride him, the feeling of him filling you, driving you wild. Ecstasy at its finest.

Evening air cools your skin and the tall waving grass tickles your legs, sending shivers up your spine and covering your skin in goose bumps. The feeling of him beneath you, moving inside you, keeps you warm to the core. You whisper dirty words in his ear and he moans your name in return, desperate to touch every part of you. So close. So very close.

A knocking startles you awake making you hiss in pain at the jolting movement. The sun shines bright through the blinds, a lot higher than when you usually wake up. It’s been a week since everything happened and most of the town is at the Madrigal’s casita, rebuilding what was destroyed, making the markets a lot quieter than usual, just light murmurs when normally there’s shouting and bartering all around.

“You better not be moving! I’ll get it!” your mother calls out to you, making you pause in your movements with a huff. The first few times that someone knocked on the door you had tried to get up and answer it, much to the annoyance of your mother. You’re not used to sitting for so long, usually helping in one way or another. And most of the visitors were for you anyway so you don’t see why you couldn’t just answer the door. Dolores, Isabela, Mirabel and Camilo, all visiting you multiple times with flowers or treats, anything they felt might help you heal and be back by their sides. Dolores even had your favourites made and Camilo tagged along to pretend he had helped. “Bruno! I heard you’d returned… what are you doing here?” you hear your mother say in a curious tone, your face flushing red at the mention of his name.

“I umm… I hadn’t had a chance to visit…” he says. “She uh saved my life and I w-wanted to thank her. Oh! I brought flowers!” you smile as you picture his face, holding the flowers out like they’re the most amazing things and that’s the reason your mother should let him in.

That man has been plaguing your dreams for the past week, a mixture of the moment you’d saved him and your minds own fantasies. Making you weak and desperate only to wake with moisture between your legs, unsatisfied. You’ve been wishing he would visit, secretly wanting to know he’s ok, though you’re not sure what to do now that he has. Especially since you just woke up from one of those dreams.

“[Y/N], sweetie, are you awake?” your mother asks knocking on your door.

“Yeah mama” you call out, coughing and swearing from the strain, wrapping your arm around your torso. You look up as your door creaks open, revealing your mother and Bruno with a bouquet in his hands, his eyes wide and shy. “Hey!” you smile wide at the sight of him and try to sit up, growling when they both race to stop you, concern plastered on their faces as you wince in pain.

“You don’t need to sit up on my account” Bruno tells you with a shy smile, staring down at the flowers he brought as he takes a step back.

“I’ll be out here” your mother announces, leaving you and Bruno alone in your room.

“Are those for me?” you tilt your head, looking at the bouquet in his hands.

“Oh! Ye-yes! I didn’t know what type you liked so I asked Isabela and she said that you prefer ones with not much pollen and that she’d have made some up if she had her gift, but she doesn’t so she couldn’t. so, I went to one of the artists in town and they made these ones out of silk and scented them with an oil, and I hope you like them!” he rambles, gesturing wildly as his thoughts run wild. You try not to smile to widely at the flustered man, but as he continues to hold the flowers instead of giving them to you, you can’t help the curve of your lips. He’s adorable.

“Can I have them?” you huff with a smirk.

“Oh yes! sorry” he flushes, handing them to you and backing up to a respectable distance again.

“they’re beautiful. Thank you.” You tell him, sniffing the oils upon the cloth petals, all your favourite scents soaked into the stunning arrangement. “You can sit if you’d like.” You offer, tapping the space beside you on the bed. He fiddles with ruana as he glances between the space you offered and the direction your mother had gone. “Come on” you tap again, watching as his resolve to keep the distance crumbles.

Trying not to jostle you, he sits gently beside you, knocking on the wood of your bed frame beside his leg and holding his breath for a moment. he’s trying to be such a gentle man, keeping a respectable distance from you, sitting by your knee instead of by your hip where you wanted him to.

“I’m happy to see you didn’t go back into hiding.” You tell him, nudging him with your knee and immediately regretting it as your ribs shift. Fuck it sucks that they all lost their gifts, just when you could use Julieta’s.

“Can’t hide in the walls when there’s no walls.” He shrugs, watching your face with concern as you breathe away the pain. “I’m so sorry. If I hadn’t of landed on you, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” he sighs, planting his face shamefully in his hands, pulling on his own hair in stress.

“Hey!” you sit up, ignoring his panicked look as you take his hands in your own. “Those chunks of building would have fallen that way no matter what. If I wasn’t there, then a lot worse could have happened to you, ok? I’m a lot more ok with being injured over you being dead.” You admit. You’d be devastated if any of them had been lost in the ruins of their home. “Besides, I quite like all the attention I’ve been getting.” Your smirk switching to a grimace as you scoot back to lean against the headboard. Breathe in and out, the pain will fade, just have to breathe. “All my favourite food and a tonne of gifts brought straight to my door; I’m living the life right now.” You joke as you rub your thumb over the back of his hand, trying to lighten his mood, though the guilt doesn’t leave his face.

“Still… I cannot help but feel it is my fault. I am bad luck after all.” He admits, looking down at his hands in yours.

“Come here I want to tell you something.” You say, curling your finger to make him come closer. “Little more.” He moves even closer, his green eyes wide and unsure but also curious. Gently you place your finger under his chin like you had in his hidden room, pressing a little with your thumb holding him in place. “don’t you ever think that. You are not bad luck no matter how much you’ve been told so.” You demand, firm on your views, smiling at the blush that spread across his cheeks. Making a decision that you hope you won’t regret, you lean in, pressing your lips to his cheek, far closer to his lips that you probably should have.

His face flushes red as you release him and he backs up, stuttering gibberish and knocking on the wood of the bed once more. You can’t help but feel dejected as he unceremoniously says bye before practically running out of the house.

Is what you’ve been feeling really wrong? Are you just really that far off of your understanding? You’re not exactly inexperienced when it comes to men. A few one-night stands that you didn’t let get any further than that. But perhaps you were right… his reaction was just from being alone for so long. He doesn’t want you too, it was just in your dreams.

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Two more lonely people Part 3

Lemon 18+

Summary: “should we fight this?” “Si.” “I don’t know if I can” “neither do I”

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x fem werewolf! reader

Warnings: age gap (Y/N is 24 and Bruno is 50) thinking nsfw later on, idk yet but imma tag it as such. Any others let me know please. Because of the recent ios bs I will be using the old citrus system.

Word count: 4219

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Herbs and spices waft through the air around the casita as you approach, the strong scents making you sneeze a few times as you adjust. Every damn time! Dolores tries to hide her amusement at your predicament, covering her mouth as she stifles a laugh.

“Laugh it up Doll.” You say as you rub at your nose furiously. “You’ve had to hear half the babies being made in this town. We both have downsides to our ‘abilities’”

“Yeah, yeah.” she rolls her eyes. “Try not to get caught. I’ll see if anyone needs help.” Your friend tells you as she wanders off toward the kitchen.

Breathing deeply, you make your way up to the painting that you’re sure hides the way to Bruno. You make sure no one will see you as you enter the wall, listening and looking out for any sign of movement in your direction. You’re not willing to be the reason he’s revealed to his family before he’s ready.

Gently you pull at the side of the painting, surprised at how it swings open so easily. The hole behind it is dark and barely looks big enough to even allow a person in but you can see a floor in the narrow space so you squeeze in. Dust floats through the air and spider webs hang above you as your eyes adjust to the dim light of the narrow corridor inside the wall.

You take your first steps hesitantly, noticing the bare boards and cracks in the walls and floor, threatening to break at any time. A musky smell floats through the air as you make your way through the path in the wall, the scent overpowering the smell of food that floats through the cracks from just the other side of the boards. Pipes and wires run through the space and loose nails stick out at precarious angles, more than one trying to tear at your skirt or impale your hand. It almost seems like a maze as you make your way through, curving in different directions.

The house looks normal and stable in any one of the rooms, so why does this space look so damaged? Doesn’t the magic maintain it? Shouldn’t it be perfect inside and out? Does this have something to do with the cracks that Mirabel said nearly tore the house down after Antonio’s gift ceremony? You feel uneasy as you run your fingers along a crack, your brow furrowed at the attempts to fix it, each part filled with spackle. Should you tell someone?

You stagger to a halt at the edge of a massive pit, so dark it seems almost bottomless and filled with an eery mist. God knows what would have happened if you hadn’t been paying attention to each and every step you took. You sniff at the air, checking if you should go down or try to make your way across the pit, the scent of the man you’re seeking floating across the gap, locked into the wooden beams from years of him passing through, telling you exactly how he crosses each time.

You breathe deep as you back up, hoping that you don’t lose anything in the basket when you make the jump across the gap. With three big leaps you cross the pit, stumbling as you land but steadying yourself, so you don’t fall and lose everything.

Eventually you come across a makeshift door, ropes holding the board in place so it can swing open and shut. Tiny squeaks sound out on the other side of the board, silencing when you knock upon the old wood. You can hear shuffling in the room, but you can tell he’s not approaching the door. Probably hiding instead or thinking that if he’s quiet whoever has found the door will think the room empty.

“Bruno” you call out as you push the door open a little. “it’s me.”

You cast your eyes across the room as the door swings open. Many eyes are locked on you, including a pair of green ones, their owner holding onto the armchair as he hides behind it.

“hi” you smile as you slowly step fully into the room, holding the basket in front of your legs. “Quite the place you’ve made for yourself here”

“Hmm yeah, it’s uh a fixer upper” Bruno says, pretending that he wasn’t hiding by leaning nonchalantly over the back of the chair. “Which you should probably…” he gestures to the door, his hand falling as one of the rats climbs onto your head again. Probably realised it’s not gonna be that easy. You smile.

“I brought you something” you tell him before he tries to kick you out, holding the basket up for him. “it’s not much, some food, a few shirts, a nice blanket I saw in the markets, and a glass bottle of water.”

“Why?” he asks with furrowed brows as he slowly approaches, glancing at the weaved basket in your hands. He flinches as he takes the basket from you, his fingers brushing against yours.

“Why not?” you counter.

You watch him as he hesitantly carries the basket to his chair, placing it down and glancing back at you as he looks through it. You’re surprised that he didn’t try to reject your gifts, telling you it isn’t necessary and that you should just leave. Going by how people have spoken about him over the years he probably doesn’t want to add rude to the list.

As you look around Bruno’s space you notice something on the table by the wall. Just a little spot of colour on the plain wooden surface and as you approach it to get a better look your heart breaks. A little design like the plates the Madrigals use, with his name on is drawn crudely onto the table in chalk. Your fingers hover over it, not touching as you admire it. Your heart hurts at the sight of it and shatters when you notice the crack in the wall looking over the dining table of casita. He just wants to be with his family. He must feel so incredibly alone.

You hear his heart race a little and you turn to see him staring at you, one of the shirts you got him clasped in his hands. His eyes look so tired and sad, large dark circles making them look sunken. He probably hasn’t seen the sun in ages and god knows if he’s getting enough food. Is it wrong to want to just hug him right now?

“I uh hope you like the stuff… I brought some food, and that bag of oats and dried berries is for your rats, though I notice you have a lot more than the four from last night.” You ramble, lifting the rat from your head, sighing as it holds onto your hair, pulling as you remove it. “I should probably get going… someone probably noticed me arrive and they might start questioning where I’ve gone.” You smile, handing him the rat and moving toward the door.

As you open the door to leave, he takes your hand in his, a small smile on his lips. “Umm thanks… for… thanks” he says shyly, rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand without thinking. You glance down at his hand holding yours with a tilt of your head and parted lips. Your heart races at the feeling and you don’t want to pull away from him. “Oh! S-so-sorry!” he gasps, pulling his hand from yours when he realises that he was holding onto you too long. Rubbing his hand on the back of his head as he looks away from you, casting his eyes to the ground.

Gently though, you place your finger under his chin, making him look up at you as you smile at him. “It’s ok. I’ll see about coming back in a couple days with some more hmmm? If you don’t mind the company?” you see his eyes darken and notice as his whole body seems to react to the touch, is lips parting as his heart race. You hadn’t thought that he would react like that, and the realisation goes straight to the space between your legs, though you’re not sure why. “I should get going” you tell him, dropping your hand from his chin. Part of you wants to keep it there, to feel the scratch of the stubble on his chin.

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#5

yk, I was p okay with going along with the interpretation that Lan Zhan chose 'Sizhui' because he was longing for Wei Wuxian, but what if it's something else? 'Sizhui,' according to the translations, means to remember and long for. The second half is what makes everyone go "Lan Zhan is just so in love with Wei Ying!" While that's true, the courtesy name should show what you want for the kid, right?

So, when Lan Zhan chose 'Lan Sizhui,' what if he was just saying "I want you to remember, eventually, where you came from and who protected you in this world"? He already remembers Wei Wuxian and the Wen remnants, and I wonder if it ever killed him that little A-Yuan had forgotten?

186 notes - Posted February 5, 2022

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#3

Everyone's got a right to their own experience with characters.

Like, it's more than an opinion. People experience things when they're faced with characters that act a certain way. Characters are often exaggerated in order to help the story along, and stories are meant to affect people, so good characters affect people. Some of the effects are intentional, some of them aren't, and it's 100% okay that people have a different experience than you.

Like, when I was watching Encanto, I was so excited for Abuela to come talk to Mirabel. To me, that was a step towards healing. Abuela knew where Mirabel had gone and had actually gone to talk to her. Not only that, Abuela was being real and ate her own words of her own volition. That was amazing for me, who doesn't see that happen a whole lot and wishes to high heaven that it would happen more often, and I was thrilled. However, my siblings, who've had older people come to talk to them when they just wanna be left alone, immediately wanted Abuela to fall into a ditch. They wanted Mirabel to get angry and stand up for herself and defend her worth and her actions.

Neither of these interpretations are the wrong way to interact with Abuela because our difference didn't mean that we instantly hated each other. Instead, it was kinda fascinating to see where they were coming from because I'd never seen someone actively coming up to you and being straight up as a bad thing, and I hope they thought my POV was at least a little interesting. We didn't belittle each other or call each other names or accuse one another of being xyz because we interacted with a set of characteristics differently from one another.

Characters are characters. Good characters—not "moral" or "righteous" or "best," but "good"—make the audience feel things.

In Fruits Basket, Shigure makes me so infuriated because I met him when I was wrestling with this gray morality thing. I know several people who love him and his conniving little ways. The two reactions can—and, tbh, probably should—coexist in this world.

In Steven Universe, when Pearl and Amethyst fight, their division makes me hurt because I've been drawn to care about both characters. There were lots of people who took Pearl's side. There were lots of people who took Amethyst's. Both could be justifiable, and a lot of people got so invested. Pearl and Amethyst made the audience feel things, and that's kinda the point.

In Modao Zushi, Jiang Cheng is an incredibly divisive character (for good reason!), but he's a good character. Some people hate him and can back that up with the text and their own experiences. Some people love him and can back that up with the text and their own experiences. It's great! It kinda sucks to see an excess of an opposite opinion, but, like, they're allowed to have that. My experience doesn't make yours invalid, and your experience doesn't make mine invalid. They're just... different.

You're allowed to look at the same text, the same character, the same story, and feel different things from another person based on that text, character, and story. It's honestly part of the fun. And if you can't interact with people who hold that different opinion (for literally any reason ranging from "this is my chill spot and I'm not about to argue with somebody over something that doesn't matter" to "the opinion I hold is tied very closely to core aspects of my personality [trauma, strongly held beliefs, etc] and seeing its opposite physically and mentally unsettles me" to "stars. not today."), then that's fine. Block the tags. Ignore. Let it goooooo (had to).

They're characters. We love them, we hate them, they make us feel things, and we sometimes do some self-reflection using them as a guide (I find that this is where a lot of anger comes from? Maybe that's just me.). But we don't have to sit there and accuse someone else that they're xyz for hating/loving/not appreciating a character.

These are stories. These are characters. They may touch on our heartstrings and make our experiences and traumas feel validated, but they do the same thing in different ways for other people. And that's okay.

We can use that to learn about other people instead of immediately condemning them. If you don't want to engage with the other interpretations/experiences, then cool. If you wanna hate a character in peace, just make sure you've got the 'anti-' tag ready to go so people don't walk into your shop ready for something they ain't gonna get.

Just... yeah. Characters, experiences, and fandoms. We don't gotta be at each other's throats all the time.

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I know a lot of us go 'poor baby Mo Xuanyu' because of how shittily he was treated, but do we or do we all not just collectively gloss over the fact that he thought 'I am going to summon the most horrifying demon so he can slaughter my family and then I'm gonna let him loose on the entire world because I am so fucking done'?

Like, he was wrong, of course, but that was the goal, and I kinda wonder what other 'plots' he might have tried if the whole Yiling Patriarch thing hadn't worked out?

362 notes - Posted July 10, 2022

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I think a lot of us really want someone to have survived the burning of Lotus Pier, and I've seen some stories say that some survived because they were out of the pier for one reason or another, but something just hit me.

The Wens placed a restriction on night hunts before they attacked. All of the cultivators, including Jiang Cheng, the actual heir of YunmengJiang, were forced to stay in Lotus Pier. They were all bored out of their skulls when the invasion knocked upon their door because they were all forced to stay inside.

Everyone in Lotus Pier died except for Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian.

Because they were trapped there.

And the Wens knew because they orchestrated it.

For some reason, the massacre is one thing to me. It takes on a whole new layer when I realize that the Wen kept the cultivators there, waiting and ready to be slaughtered.

After everything, Jiang Cheng really was alone, wasn't he?

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#5

I do realize that autism is disabling. I do realize that the idea that it's nothing but a few colorful quirks is harmful. I do realize that people are allowed to feel however they choose about their own disability. You can hate being autistic if you want to.

But some people are starting to sound like those "autism won today" moms bothered by any autistic person being happy.

Like. I'm allowed to like being autistic. Not all the time of course--when I have meltdowns or am standing in the middle of a conversation at work with no idea of the appropriate response, I'm bothered by it. Frustrated. Wish I could just do it as easily as everyone else seems to.

But most of the time, finally, I've learned to be ok with it, to be proud of who I am. I like spinning and flapping and I like the intensity of my love for my interests. I love that feeling when you find the Perfect Texture.

And, shockingly, people are in fact also allowed to enjoy parts of being autistic that you think are giving allistics the wrong impression. The savant thing has always been an issue, but not because no autistics are geniuses--because that isn't the norm, the only way to be autistic. More recently, people are bothered by it being portrayed as cute colorful clothes and t-rex arms and other "quirky" things. That isn't all being autistic is. But for some people that's part of it and it's ok to enjoy it. It's ok to feel cutesy and quirky.

Because

Real people are not representation, good or bad.

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Happy pride! If you want to help out a brand new queer teacher trying to set up a culturally responsive classroom, please consider looking at my wishlist of books that I could use for next year! Thank you if you choose to help out! I don't have that many followers so I appreciate reblogs!

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Do you ever get that special interest feeling where you don't want to think about our partake in anything else, but also it's so exciting that just thinking about it is overstimulating so you can't really do that for more than two minutes at a time?

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Having special interests like

*reads the DSM cover to cover like a novel*

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TOP 22: Glad to see so many things I recognise and like, like ST and TOH. Happy to see my boy Steve up there, though it’s probably thanks to him being shipped with a certain metalhead, but ships talk later. This was a weird year for me, got into many new fandoms (ER, TOH, ST among many), cooled down on old ones, but hey, still alive for more bullshit - and isn’t that the tumblr motto of life? More of my thoughts below.

anime and manga: So shocked (sarcasm) to see BNHA and SXF so high... Dunno, stopped caring about the first one so long ago and quickly got bored of the second one. Honestly, I'm not really in these fandoms anymore, I just don’t vibe with so many ongoing shows. Cheers to KNY being on the list though. And Witch Hat Atelier LET’S GOOOOOOO

anime and manga characters: Same as above, fell out of love with so many series... So funny to see Reigen up there. My boy Dabi is #10, fuck yeah, so much higher than his milquetoast little brother! Can’t believe Sasuke is top 15, that’s sound like a joke.

memes: I’m out of touch with memes, man. I only remember “live XYZ reaction”, the blorbo discourse, morbin’, and that fucking movie.

movies: I still haven’t seen No Way Home cause they’re not putting it on vod ugh. Glad to see Encanto on top, I think it deserves it (though I have mixed feelings about so much Disney on the list). LOTR being on the list made me so happy. And Do Revenge is #12! Very good, it’s a cool movie. And it’s fucking hilarious that American Psycho closes the fifty.

music: So happy to see The Amazing Devil on the list, their music is bomb. I also saw my beloved Florence on the list, as well as FOB, P!ATD and Zeppelin. nice :^)

ships: I don’t like By/ler, simply cause I don’t like Mike. Give Will a different boyfriend please. And ofc Ste/ddie and Ron/ance are there... Idk man, I prefer He/llche/er and Jan/ce. I know these are hetero and you may think I’m hom/opho/bic or some shit, but fuck you, I just don’t think those characters suit each other. Har/ringr/ove is still on the list, it’s such a nice minifandom so it fills my heart with joy. Honestly, the list has pretty much all the major ships of ST fandom. De/st/iel still going strong lol (have I mentioned I still haven’t watched this show?). Lumity FTW, ecstatic to see my girls so high. I’m not really big on Hu/nt/low, but maybe it’ll grow on me with S3. Surprised Ge/rask/ier is still so high, seeing as S2 was another fuck you to their relationship.

tv shows: No surprise that ST is top. Glad to see TOH and ATLA on the list. Surprising to see LOTR:ROP so low (or is it?). Another surprise was seeing She-ra on the list - don’t get me wrong, great show, but didn’t know the fandom was still alive, happy for them though.

video games: Colour me absolutely not surprised that I have no interest in the top 10 games that mainstream cares about. Good for Stray to be so high, need to watch a playthrough of it sometime. It’s so strange to see Skyrim on the list but no Elden Ring - they even used Ranni’s hat on the graphic. I think The Quarry is there mainly thanks to their big promos and stuff. It was a good game, not my cup of tea though. Ecstatic to see Bloodborne still going strong. A bit of a surprise to see RE8 still there, but maybe DLC livened up the fandom a bit. We’ll go crazy with RE4 remake in March, don’t worry.

video game characters: Oh yeah, let me see... Once again, disappointed with top 10. Didn’t know F/NA/F was so strong on tumblr. I can’t believe there’s so many Twis/ted Won/derl/and characters there. Not even Ranni or Malenia? Wtf??? I recognise almost nobody here, and like nobody at all. There’s only maybe 12 games between 50 characters, that is so weird. Wait, I just saw Sora made it, that’s fucking hilarious.

And about their ST post: I saw that cheeky dig at Billy, but can’t sense if it’s malicious or not. Also, they called Steve a dad. No, he’s a mum, get it right.

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11-26-2022

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Toxicity Within - “[He] Left Because of You!”

By: Megan B[REDACTED]

This article comes with a trigger warning for emotional trauma and PTSD, as well as a spoiler alert for the movie Encanto. If you have not seen it – you should. It's very good in my opinion. But perhaps do not read further until you have.

She didn't know I knew.

She couldn't have.

No one knew he was still here, let alone that I'd spoken to him. She didn't know I knew.

And yet – she still said it. The anguish I felt cut me deeply. The hurt reverberating in my chest as only pain from familial betrayal can. And then I realized how much worse it truly was. Because she didn't know I knew. She had no way to know that I'd already found out and sort of processed the information, albeit from a much more positive angle. The realization hurt me profoundly – but now it had taken on an edge of understanding. How long had she carried that blame inside her? The blame she placed oh so heavily on me, a mere child. The shock that it had probably been since the day my door did not present itself settled somewhere in the back of my mind. I looked around at the discomfort and frustration on my family's faces. Discomfort – but not shock. Did they know? Had they known all along that she blamed me for him leaving? Did they see it as she saw it – as in, it was my fault rather than his choice? As in let's blame the five year old for something she couldn't possibly understand let alone affect.

Even my parents look upset. At me? Or at her for saying that, for feeling it? Do they all blame me as she does? No – it's not my fault. I was a child, I am a child. This is...this is her fault. Abuela how could you? I've only ever loved you. Why can't you love me? Love us? As we are! Not as who you want us to be?

Can you imagine being her? Feeling all that in the space of a few mere seconds? Maribel Madrigal, in that moment, realized that Abuela had placed so much pressure and blame on her for every little thing that had gone wrong. As though the audacity (sic) that she had shown (at five years old) in not getting a Gift is what had lead to every small or large misfortune that had occurred since then.

Can you imagine? Placing adult problems and worries on the shoulders of a five year old who is scared and hurt and wondering why she isn't special like the rest of her family. How quick the seeds of trauma and hurt can be sown into a family. Abuela hurt her family badly. But why? Why was Abuela so toxic? And is she as redeemable as the end of the movie suggests? I truly believe that yes she is redeemable. Because so are we all – if we recognize our toxicity.

Haven't we all been there? Hurt terribly by someone we love or by circumstances out of our control? And worse – haven't we all, at some point, acted as Abuela had? Placing blame on an easy target, whether it truly lies solely with them or not? Lashing out in our pain and, perhaps without realizing it, hurting others?

Let's take a moment to think back to a time when we were so horribly hurt by something that even now as adults, it is hard to remember and think about. How many of us have lashed out in return? Just as Maribel did. Because, right or wrong, she did lash out at Abuela. She hurt her grandmother in turn by pointing out how much of the blame laid equally at her feet.

Abuela, in many ways, represents the frustrated parent. The PTSD Parent. The stressed single parent. Because she is all these things and more! As toxic as she starts out in the movie, Abuela, for me, is such a relatable character. Abuela become a mother at a presumably young age and was near instantly faced with a life altering trauma. While she is given the Gift, Le Casa de Madrigal and all it's wonders – she is still left to deal with her trauma and to raise her children alone. Not just because she has suddenly become a widow; but also because she quickly closed her pain off from herself and her community.

The parallels are painful to think about for me, and maybe for some of you as well. How many times are we asked in a day, a week, a month, “Hey, how are you doing?” How often do we respond “I'm fine”? Often with a forced smile or refusing to meet the questioners eyes? Abuela, much like any parent who must face the world every day whether they wish to or not, hid her pain behind a mask. When we take her trauma into account, it is easy to see how she could become the exacting, high-horsed woman we see at the beginning of the film. Does it excuse her behavior? Absolutely not! Does it make her relatable and her behavior easier to understand? Yes. Abuela never dealt with her trauma. She buried it in favor of presenting a strong front to the village and her children. Her Gift became her mask.

However, the gift weakened, as we saw in the film. Resulting in Maribel, born without an individual gift. She represented to Abuela the weak spots in her mask. The spots where others could see her pain. She ignored those spots and ignored her pain just as she ignored Maribel. Culminating, of course, in the events of the film.

This is what happens when trauma isn't dealt with. It rots within you and becomes toxic. It will eventually see the light of day in the form of that toxicity. And that toxic trait can crumble the very foundations of relationships – and families. In the movie, when Casita falls to her knees, it points out how fragile life can be, how fragile good fortune can be, when we ignore our trauma and our own toxic traits.

That's the scariest part of Encanto, for me. Realizing there is no “villain” because the villain is residing within each of the heroes. Just as toxicity and “Evil” can reside within each of us. From pain can come healing and learning, or can come toxicity.

None of us is perfect. We all, at one point or another, have or will hurt those we care about because we ourselves are hurting. It's a vicious cycle that needs to end. But how do we do that? How do we unravel years of pain and trauma and realize we were being toxic?

We do as Maribel did in Encanto. We recognize the hurt in ourselves and in others. Though, unlike Maribel, rather than lashing out we work through our traumas and pain. Recognizing where it started and what we need to do to heal those wounds, is a lot more effective. For some this can mean talking to a therapist. For others, maybe a good solid home renovation while quietly deciding what is best for themselves and what no longer serves them. And still others might find that confronting the issue (in a healthy manner, and with support) is the way to go.

A lot of trauma healing comes with recognizing and acknowledging what it was that hurt us and why.

If another person's toxicity is what hurt us, we must recognize that. Is it a forgivable offense? Have they grown out of their toxicity? If yes, we must forgive them, learn the lesson the situation has brought us, and use that lesson to grow ourselves and correct our toxic behaviors in turn.

Now, not all things are forgivable of another. If that be the case, or if they have not grown out of their own toxicity, then it is time to recognize the pain they would continue to cause and walk away.

In either case, we must also forgive ourselves. For whatever part we had in the situations leading up to our trauma, for how we handled the trauma after and whatever misconceptions we may have had against ourselves in that time, and for whatever hurt we have caused since. I will never blame a victim for being a victim. I will remind myself that hurt people, hurt people. I do not use this to excuse those who have hurt me. I use this statement to remind myself that I am forgivable for the hurt I have caused. As long as I make amends and do my best to grow and be better as a person. A victim deserves justice and healing. And while any person can be a victim to trauma, it is how we deal with that trauma that matters.

All of us have the capacity for toxicity within us. Does that make us bad people? No. It is how we handle it that defines who we are and whether we are good or bad. It's our choices and how we handle what life throws at us that make us who we are in the end.

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I agree with your rant about Pomefiore. Im straight and I cannot lie that Im in love with Vil. He doesnt define himself in a fixed gender, as he said in his Halloween story, Vil can be what he wants to be. Im fine with people making a headcannon about him as long as they dont insist its canon. I love Vil the way he is, and all those headcannons about him just goes against his character. There was a debate on Vil's actual gender which is irritating me for a reason. 

I cant blame Epel for being msitaken as a trans cause he looks like a girl. 

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Awaaa thank you, anon! Vil is real treat for us all, he is who he wants to be. Also the debate thing, I find it interesting there would be a debate for Vil... Then again, anything is possible

The Epel debate is really unsettling [read : doesn't vibe with me] for me, he is very feminine in his looks, but you'd assume everyone read his story >:(

It just feels like those who hc him as trans makes the whole stereotype "feminine men are trans" or something along those lines. Again nothing wrong with headcanons, but sometimes the headcanons really go against the character or it just puts harmful ideologies on what is queer.

I thought we all went past the stereotypes and assumptions? It's 2022 besties.

It's like the whole Encanto thing >:( If you don't know, there's discourse on Encanto characters (from what I witnessed it's mostly Luisa and Camilo)).

But. things exist and you can't really stop it unless you block it. Remember, if you don't like it, block it and list in the tags! I can't stop them, so I just block them, very simple :)