#imedla

[andi-o-geyser]

a full SAGA of chaos choices at the diner in the centre of your mind

[geekcavepodcast]

Chicken Run: Dawn of the Nugget Teaser

"For Ginger and the flock, all is at stake when the dangers of the human world come home to roost; they’ll stop at nothing even if it means putting their own hard-won freedom at risk to save chicken-kind. This time, they’re breaking in!" (Netflix)

Chicken Run: Dawn of the Nugget stars the voice talents of Thandiwe Newton (Ginger), Zachary Levi (Rocky), Bella Ramsey (Molly), Imelda Staunton (Bunty), Lynn Ferguson (Mac), David Bradley (Fowler), Jane Horrocks (Babs), Romesh Ranganathan (Nick), Daniel Mays (Fetcher), Josie Sedgwick-Davies (Frizzle), Nick Mohammed (Dr. Fry), Peter Serafinowicz (Reginald Smith), and Miranda Richardson (Mrs. Tweedy). Sam Fell directs from a screenplay by Karey Kirkpatrick, John O'Farrell, and Rachel Tunnard.

Chicken Run: Dawn of the Nugget hits Netflix on December 15, 2023.

[myrachondria]

Hogwart Legacy Cast - Inaccurate Quotes

(Let's be honest, they're probably accurate)

MC: You should be addicted to shutting the fuck up

Sebastian: Haha. You want to kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid

MC: And so what if I do?

Sebastian: 👀👀👀

Sebastian: wake up sluts, it's time to sin

MC: found a man with the same attitude as me, this boy annoying

Imelda: If you think I'm mean, you should hear my thoughts

Sebastian: I told Ominis to fight his demons and he punched me??? I'm confused

Sebastian: What that mouth do?

Ominis: Hurt your feelings

Imedla: The hottest thing a man can be is a little afraid of me

Sebastian: You deserve to be happy, but if it's not with me, then you don't deserve it

Ominis: I find out everything. Do not ever think that you're a slick bitch

Sebastian: Every day I try so hard not to be a crazy bitch

Ominis: Stop it, Sebastian. You're better than that.

Sebastian: No I'm not. So anyways, I was saying

Poppy: Why don't you try being his peace?

MC: First of all, he's the one that starts shit to make me mad.

[can-i-roll-for-it]

I bet in mentopolis, there is a, whatever their version of twitter is, account that updates on whether Imedla and H.V Lance are currently married or divorced., because it changed a lot

[omiiverse]

Reader has a crush on Ominis and tells Imelda. Sebastian eavesdrops the confession, He is obsessed with her since 5’ year. He decides to use polyjuice to pursue her. How difficult can it be to impersonate your blind friend?

polyjuice - sebastian sallow x reader

cw: angst, slight smut if you squint, kissing, unedited

an: Thank you for your request anon! I had the utmost fun writing this lil blurb 🫶 Idk what it is but I’m such a sucker for some angst lol I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it hehe

It was almost challenging for him; But of course, nothing was too difficult for Sebastian Sallow once he set his mind to it. On one of his late night visits to the Restricted Section, he stumbled upon something rather odd. Fascinating really. A transformative potion. 

“Polyjuice.” Sebastian reads the words aloud in a mumbled breath. 

Enables the consumer to assume the physical appearance of another person, as long as they have first procured part of that individual’s body to add to the brew (this may be anything – toenail clippings, dandruff—

 Ugh. How awful. As quickly as he picked it off the shelf, he placed it back in its dusty empty space. 

Within the following weeks, Sebastian forgot all about his late night discovery in the library. That is, until he overheard your conversation with Imelda Reyes.

“You can’t be serious.” Imedla scoffs, distaste clearly written all over her face. “Gaunt?”

Sebastian peers over the book he was currently reading; stealing glances of you from the regal couch. 

You nod, smiling softly as if his friend’s name was a treasure itself. 

“Be careful.” The Slytherin quidditch captain loops her arm in yours. “Pureblood enthusiasts – the lot of them. Nasty folk if you ask me.”

“He isn’t like that.” Sebastian speaks the words before you can. Being protective of his friend was almost like second nature to him. He closes his book before making his way over to the two of you. “Don’t speak of him that way.”

“Sallow.” Imelda raises a  brow, failing to hide her disapproving tone.

“Reyes.”

You approach your friend cautiously, fiddling with the ends of your books, not wanting him to be disappointed in you.

“I’m sorry you overheard that.” You immediately apologize, not wanting to give Sebastian the wrong idea. “I agree. Ominis isn’t like that.”

Your words are firm, making Sebastian regret ever saying anything in the first place. The corner of his mouth twitches, irritation burning in the pit of his stomach. Your loyalty should belong to him and him only. 

He nods, unable to conjure any words before swiftly walking back to his common room. The short interaction was enough to have Sebastian convinced. That night, he’d be returning to the restrictive section. 

Despite the book mentioning that Polyjuice Potion should only be brewed by the most talented of all Witches and Wizards, Sebastian found the warning hard to believe; While he considered himself subpar at potions at the very best, he experienced little to no difficulty to execute the recipe’s instructions. The only challenge he encountered was procuring a piece of his friend. And Ominis was not a fool; His performance in school only proving that he was one of the brightest Wizards in their year. There was little that would go unnoticed by him. However, a single hair is all it took and Sebastian’s secret Polyjuice Potion was complete.

Sebastian peers into the cauldron, fanning his hand across, hoping it would get rid of some of the putrid smell. Luckily for him, nobody used the bathroom on the fourth floor at this hour. Heavy clouds emit from the dark bubbling liquid, making Sebastian almost second guess this idea. 

He pinches the bridge of his nose, doing his utmost best to chase away any remaining feelings of self doubt. Without a second thought, he dunks a tiny glass beaker, filling it to the brim. He raises it to his lips, hesitating for only a bit, before daring to taste his concoction. 

Just a sip of the thick bubbling potion was excruciatingly painful; the effects taking place almost immediately. Sharp pains emit from the top of his head as if someone was ripping chunks of hair from his scalp. Muscles begin to spasm; followed by the sounds of cracking bones. The pain seems to last forever until finally, it begins to subside.

“Oh for fucks sake.” He groaned, his voice was unfamiliarly hoarse. He grabs onto the edge of the sink, doing his best to not fall over from the obnoxious pounding in his head. Through squinted eyes, he peers into the dirty mirror only to find that it is not himself that is reflected back but the weary face of Ominis Gaunt.

The castle at night was eerie but Sebastian was able to make his way back to the Astronomy Tower without any difficulty – knowing the corridors of Hogwarts like the back of his hand. He knew that if there was one place you would be, he’d find you there. 

Clamoring up the staircase, he feels his heartbeat nervously in his chest. Despite his ability to wear the face of his closest friend, he knew there would be a possibility of you seeing right through the facade. You were a bright Witch afterall. Would you take notice? 

A strong breeze hits him as soon as he emerges on the deck. There he find you leaning against the railing peering upwards into the starlit sky; The moon illuminating your small frame. The sight alone is enough to leave Sebastian breathless. 

Without thinking, he feels his legs stride forward, heavy footsteps thudding against the wooden floor until he’s right behind you. The sound of someone approaching, makes you turn around.

“Ominis.” You smile, an elated look immediately lighting up your face. The soft tone in your voice makes Sebastian’s chest pang with envy.  It was a sweetness that was reserved for his friend and was tormentingly unfamiliar to Sebastian. Your reaction was disenchanting; Shattering the illusion that perhaps living under the skin of his closest friend would extinguish the flames of jealousy that blazed brightly within him.  The harrowing truth remained that you weren’t speaking to him. Not really. This sweetness was not for him. And the pain of wanting but not truly having you made his heart ache with a craving — a dark desire, to have you for himself. 

“I thought you weren’t coming.” Your arms wrap around his torso, breaking him from his self deprecating thoughts. 

“I…” He hesitates, not wanting you to catch on, before slowly relaxing and taking you into his arms. You felt so good. So right. But yet again, his intrusive thoughts invade his mind, ruining the sweet moment of your embrace. This moment was not meant for him. 

You look up at him expectantly, pressing your cheek into his chest, as if you couldn’t bear to be apart from him. A breath escapes Sebastian's lips, finding himself completely captivated by your gaze. 

How cruel, Sebastian thought to himself. This moment was all too perfect however, none of it belonged to him. 

“Omi–!” He cuts you off, cupping your face in pale hands, and pressing his lips against yours. You gasp, completely taken off guard by the sudden onset. He feels your lips part, deciding to take advantage of your surprise, his tongue darting out to tangle with yours. You grip onto his arms, your legs threatening to give out; the heat of the moment almost too much to bear. 

Sebastian groans, savoring your sweetness, His thumbs caresing your cold cheeks, as he pulls away to nip at your bottom lip. The delicious sting elicits a needy whine, making you crave touches beyond a simple kiss. You stand on tippy toes wanting to be as close as possible; Allowing Sebastian to pepper open mouthed kisses along your neck, the light stubble from his chin sending shivers down your spine and causing an unfamiliar wetness to pool between your legs. 

It takes everything Sebastian has to finally pull away; He’d drink tenfold of any Polyjuice Potion before denying himself of you. But no matter how much his heart ached, he couldn’t find it within himself to betray the man he considered as close as a brother. And the thought of causing you pain was worse than anything he could imagine; He'd rather die.

He closes his eyes, silently praying for forgiveness before muttering the words that would wipe this memory from existence. 

“Obliviate.”

[haveamagicalday]

Back with another round of "Kara discovers actors play multiple roles"!

Today we learned that Elle's sorority friend from Legally Blonde

voiced Mama Imedla!

incredible!

[legacyshenanigans]

Ominis: *stiring his potion*

Imelda: You're stirring it wrong.

Ominis: *offended scoff* Do me a favour Imedla?

Imelda: What is it?

Ominis: Fuck off away from me *shoos his hand*

Imelda: But, we're working together-

Ominis: I dont care you're pissing me off!

Imelda: But-

Ominis: Shh

Imelda: But we-

Ominis: SHHH.

Imelda: Omin-

Ominis: *stirs potion more aggressively* sorry I can't hear you over the sound of me apparently stiring this potion WRONG!!! *Pushes ladel away form his hand* You fucking do it...Seeing as you're the queen of stirring shit.

Imdela: And what is THAT suppose to mean?!

Ominis: Oh you know exactly what it means you vicious, pretentious bitch.

Imdela: *furrows brows*

Professor Sharp: Enough! Goodness me! Will you two be QUIET over there.

Imelda: ....

Ominis: ....

Imelda: ...So do you want me to-

Ominis: *just glares nastily in her direction*

~

[thetombedspirit]

I am on a streak of playing games I wanted to play for a while now, cuz I just finished my first playthrough of Hogwarts Legacy!

And I had a blast with it! And of course I'm gonna play it again as a different house eventually, but in the mean time, I wanted to show you the MC I created for the game, based on my house, wand type and the backstory I made for her.

Meet Mackenzie Crowley

You may have guessed by the colour scheme I got going on here, but she's a Hufflepuff. She’s a Muggleborn, born and raised in an orphanage after the horrible murder of her parents: British prison guard Edward Crowley and Irish nurse Marie. Her only remaining possessions she has of her family are her father's signature flatcap and her mother's heirloom ring that she wears around her neck. She will only take off the hat to go to bed or if instructed to by professors. She is an only child and is quite protective of those she considers family.

Her wand is of yew wood with a Phoenix core. 12 1/2" in length and slightly springy in flexibility. She is a fierce protector of others and is not afraid to get rough when her friends are in danger.

She's loyal to a fault, almost frustratingly so, as she often finds herself torn in her loyalties between friends unless given very good reason to.

She has a passion for Beasts and Transfiguration magic. She is always on the look out for a creature in need and is prepared to dive in when they are under threat by poachers. When confronted with large groups of enemies, like goblins and poachers, she usually resorts to transfiguration, transforming enemies into explosive barrels and hurling them at their comrades. She will otherwise use accio, confringo and the disillusionment charm. When confronted with larger enemies like trolls and bigger acromantulas, she uses descendo and flipendo respectively, as well as more damage oriented spells, has as diffindo, bombarda, and glacio, in order to slow them down.

Natty, Sebastian and Poppy are her best friends. Natty was the first to welcome her to Hogwarts and Mackenzie chose her to show her around Hogsmeade to gather her supplies. When the troll attacked and Rookwood threatened her, Natty immediately jumped to her defense and she was the first person Mackenzie told about her confrontation with Ranrok. Though she was skeptical of Sebastian at first, concerning his affiliation with the Crossed Wands Club, she quickly grew to like him, especially as he showed her the Undercroft to teach her "unsanctioned" spells. Though she declines to learn the Unforgivable Curses, she tries to help Sebastian with his search for a cure as much as possible while also trying to deter him from his path to the Dark Arts. Mackenzie was the first person Poppy trusted with Highwing, and was quickly proven right to trust her when she rescued the Hippogriff from the poachers. They since always work together to set creatures free and fight the poachers back.

She loves all the creatures under her care, though the most special in her eyes are Caligo the Hippogriff, Sepulchria the Thestral and the Graphorn known as the Lord of the Shore (which she affectionately nicknames "Duke"). She rescued Caligo as well as Highwing with Natty from Harlow and his poachers and met Sepulchria when she ran away into the Forbidden Forest after a nervous breakdown. She earned Duke's respect when she bent the knee to him after fighting him in combat.

Outside her circle or friends, Mackenzie also has great relations with Ominis, Imelda, Garreth and Amit. She and Ominis got off on the wrong foot when Sebastian showed her to the Undercroft, but he has since come to trust her, especially as she continuously tries to encourage Sebastian away from the Dark Arts. Mackenzie brews her competitive nature in large thanks to Imelda while they tested new broom upgrades through her trials. Imedla fully expects her to join the Hufflepuff Quittich team when it comes back next year. Garreth likes Mackenzie, especially as she helps him get potion ingredients, though she does encourage him to brew his potions safely. She finds Amit's awkwardness oddly endearing and this makes her quite protective of him when it comes to bullies.

When she's outside Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, with the intention of crossing paths with poachers and goblins, she wears a disguise to keep her loved ones safe. The papers have come to calling her the "Avenging Wolf", on account to the wolf mask she wears to conceal her face. When Natty eventually finds out, she insists on joining her, taking on the mantle of the "Avenging Gazelle" (though the public mistakes her for a deer mask). Sebastian and Poppy quickly follow suit with masks of their own (raven and owl respectively).

She looks to professor Fig as a father and trusts his judgement greatly. When asked by him what Mackenzie will do with the repository hidden under Hogwarts, she tells him that she will keep it contain, and that she intends to eventually share the secret with those she trusts. After the battle under Hogwarts and Fig's untimely death, she later finds out through Professor Weasley that he intended to adopt her by the end of the year.

[euphorial-docx]

golden globes nominations have been revealed, so here they are and also here are who i want to win (green) and who i don’t want to win (red):

BEST ACTOR, DRAMA:

austin butler - elvis

brendan fraser - the whale

billy nighy- living

hugh jackman - the son

jeremy pope - the inspection

BEST ACTOR, COMEDY OR MUSICAL:

daniel craig - glass onion

colin farrell - the banshees of inisherin

diego calva - babylon

ralph fiennes - the menu

adam driver - white noise

BEST ACTOR IN LIMITED SERIES:

evan peters - dahmer

taron egerton - black bird

andrew garfield - under the banner of heaven

sebastian stan - pam & tommy

colin firth - the staircase

BEST ACTRESS, DRAMA:

cate blanchette - tár

viola davis - the woman king

michelle williams - the fabelmans

olivia coleman - empire

ana de armas - blonde

BEST ACTRESS, MUSICAL OR COMEDY:

margot robbie - babylon

emma thompson- good luck to you, leo grande

michelle yeoh - everything everywhere all at once

anya taylor-joy - the menu

lesley manville - mrs. harris goes to paris

BEST ACTRESS IN A TELEVISION SERIES, DRAMA:

laura linney - ozark

imedla staunton - the crown

zendaya - euphoria

emma d’arcy - house of the dragon

hillary swank - alaska daily

BEST ACTRESS IN A LIMITED SERIES:

lily james - pam & tommy

amanda seyfried - the dropout

jessica chastain - george & tammy

julia garner - inventing anna

julia roberts - gaslit

BEST ACTRESS IN A TELEVISION SERIES, MUSICAL OR COMEDY:

quinta brunson - abbott elementary

selena gomez - only murders in the building

jean smart - hacks

jenna ortega - wednesday

kaley cuoco- the flight attendant

BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR:

brendan gleeson - the banshees of inisherin

ke huy quan- everything everywhere all at once

eddie redmayne - the good nurse

brad pitt - babylon

barry keoghan - the banshees of inisherin

BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS:

jamie lee curtis - everything everywhere all at once

angela bassett - black panther: wakanda forever

kerry condon - the banshees of inisherin

carey mulligan - she said

dolly de leon - triangle of sadness

BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS, LIMITED SERIES:

jennifer coolidge - the white lotus

aubrey plaza - the white lotus

niecy nash-betts - dahmer

daisy edgar-jones - under the banner of heaven

claire danes - fleishman is in trouble

BEST DIRECTOR, MOTION PICTURE:

steven spielberg - the fabelmans

martin mcdonough - the banshees of inisherin

baz lurhmann - elvis

james cameron - avatar: the way of water

the daniels - everything everywhere all at once

BEST MOTION PICTURE, DRAMA:

the fabelmans

top gun: maverick

elvis

tár

avatar: the way of water

BEST MOTION PICTURE, MUSICAL OR COMEDY:

babylon

the banshees of inisherin

everything everywhere all at once

glass onion: a knives out mystery

triangle of sadness

BEST TELEVISION SERIES, MUSICAL OR COMEDY:

abbott elementary

the bear

hacks

only murders in the building

wednesday

BEST ORIGINAL SONG:

“life me up” - black panther

“hold my hand” - top gun

“naatu naatu” - rrr

“carolina” - where the crawdads sing

“ciao papa” - guillermo del toro’s pinocchio

(bones and all snub, and paddy considine snub as well. rant about the golden globes probably coming soon.)

[tocitynews]

Laredo Texas Democratic Us Representative Henry Cuellar And His Wife Are Indicted Over Ties To Azerbaijan – Dallas Texas reporting

From 2014 to 2021, Cuellar and his wife accepted nearly $600,000 in bribes from an Azerbaijan-controlled energy company and a bank in Mexico, and in exchange, Cuellar agreed to advance the interests of the country and the bank in the U.S., according to the indictment.

Among other things, Cuellar agreed to influence legislation favorable to Azerbaijan and deliver a pro-Azerbaijan speech on the floor of the U.S. House, the indictment states.

The Department of Justice said the couple surrendered to authorities on Friday and were taken into custody.

The longtime congressman released a statement Friday saying he and his wife, Imelda Cuellar, “are innocent of these allegations.”

The payments to the couple went through a Texas-based shell company owned by Imelda Cuellar and two of the couple’s children, according to the indictment. That company received payments from the Azerbaijan energy company of $25,000 per month under a “sham contract,” purportedly in exchange for unspecified strategic consulting and advising services.

“In reality, the contract was a sham used to disguise and legitimate the corrupt agreement between Henry Cuellar and the government of Azerbaijan,” the indictment states.

Imelda Cuellar sent a falsified invoice to the Azerbaijan energy company's Washington, D.C., office under the agreement, stating her work was complete.

“In fact, Imedla Cuellar had performed little or no legitimate work under the contract,” the indictment says.

[now-we-say-c0ral]

October 26, 2023

Woke up a bit late today and I’m bringing this cake that I had bought yesterday from Sainsburys to work for Keith’s birthday. It’s a bit of a hassle taking it with me while cycling but it’s okay, I guess.

I got to work a bit late today. I’m not being told off by anyone so it’s not stopping me. I put the cake in the fridge and proceeded go upstairs because I was meant to work in SNAPS. I was with Ate Imedla and Mark and it was just us three. There were a lot of cancellations that happened because of some bed issue so we didn’t do many of our cases. I just told Ally that I had put the cake in the MSCB fridge just in case that I was scrubbed and they didn’t know where the cake was. Just as I had predicted, I was scrubbed when they started Keith’s birthday surprise. I was doing a lap hernia. Crazy how many children have hernias these days.

After scrubbing I went to the MSCB coffee room and saw how they decorated Keith’s birthday surprise. Oh, to have friends that make you feel loved and wanted because they take the time to get things for your special day. I wish I had some friends like this in London. I don’t think I do and it’s okay. It kind of hurts that I don’t exactly have tight friends like that here but that’s okay, I guess.

Went home and didn’t go to the gym because I was tired and just played all night. It was an okay day.

[hiddenwashington]

@grcycosmcs​ said : can i pls drop kuzco from lack of muse & reserve imedla rivera ( erendira ibarra ) ?

of course. please do not unfollow, but note that kuzco is now reopened for applications!

**imelda rivera (erendira ibarra fc) is now reserved for aria until 9/18 at 10:21 am est!

[doodleimprovement]

Wellness: A Villian!AU Coco Fic Part 11: Rolling Thunder

Psychologist Malcom Kevgil is called upon by the Riveras to help with Miguels post-mortem development. He quickly learns however that this is moreso a trauma rehabilitation, and an untangling of lies and 90 year old mysteries.

He’s a smart man, but will compassion and an analytical mind win out against Family ties?

Solutions are put forward... 

This particular version of the AU has been written and developed by @im-fairly-whitty [Click here to read!]

Rating: Gen (subject to change depending) \ Warnings: None \ Word Count: 1798 (Maybe the longest??) // Masterpost Link

4:34 in the morning was not a fun time to get a phone call. The call would never, ever be good at that hour.

“Mmmh- Kevgil” The doctor grumbled slightly, trying to wake him up

“I’m calling on behalf of the Riveras. Your presence is required” The unknown voice spoke

“... It is 4:30 in the morning.” He commented, sitting up “What is the emergency?”

“Miguel has barricaded himself in his room, and will not speak to anyone”

Malcom paused

“.... Does anyone know why?”

There was a fumbling sound, and a much more familiar voice came through the phone

“He was fine during Dia De Los Muertos, and was quiet but.. okay through most of yesterday, but sometime last night he locked and barricaded his door with his dresser. Hector went to check on him to make sure he’d fallen asleep at around 2 but the boy had already locked himself away” Imelda explained “You are the only person we can think of that might be able to get through to him.”

This was it, Malcom realized. The cliffs edge, the bad part. He started to stand “I will be there soon. Tell him that I am coming, if you can. And tell him to practice our breathing exercises” He instructed

“.... Thank you” Imedla quickly responded.

She’d come a long way, he realized.

“I would not thank me just yet, Senora. Things might get worse before they get better. Hasta Luego” And he hung up, going for his closet.

He didn’t have the luxury of looking professional this time, so he grabbed an old pair of jeans and the sweater he’d died in. The soft fabric hadn’t faded with time - as is the case in the land of the dead so long as you are remembered. The 80s neon and patterns always comforted him when nothing else could.

He’d worn it just last week, telling friends about his frustrations with “a few clients”

Now he’d wear it confronting those clients. What fun. 

He made his way quietly through the towering land, not putting much thought into anything - he wanted to get a full picture of the situation before starting down the “find a solution” line of thinking.

He arrived at the Rivera Estate on foot, and when a worker saw him walking through the gates, he was ushered through the wide, empty halls and up a few flights of stairs to a conglomeration of people.

Imedla, Hector, and one of their grand-daughters - Victoria was her name, he was pretty sure

Malcom cut right to the chase

“Any progress?” He asked quietly. He wasn’t sure if he wanted Miguel to know he was here just yet.

Imelda shook her head. “I told him about your breathing exercises, but he has not responded to us at all”

“Then perhaps he is doing them. Can he hear us clearly through the door?” He asked, looking at the small crowd in front of the door, Hector being the standout of the group- staring at the door with a heated anger.

“Raise your voice just a touch and we are certain that you can” Imelda further explained.

“Hm…. and he hasn’t said anything?”

“Not that we have heard” She answered.

Malcom furrowed his brow looking over at the door. “Who got here first?”

“Hector” she answered

Malcom simply nodded, before pausing for a moment

“I’m going to try to talk to him”

Imedla sighed, looking at the door “You told me that we would reach the edge, and refuse to see it coming, Doctor” she rubbed her tired eye sockets “... You were correct”

Malcom didn’t respond, but they shared a brief look before he walked over to the door, raising his voice slightly

“Miguel? Its Doctor Kevgil. Your bisabuela called for me. Are you there?” He waited a moment “You don’t have to speak, but can you knock to let me know you’re listening?”

There was a moment… and then a knock

“.. Okay, you don’t have to talk. But… one knock for yes, two for no. is That okay?”

One knock.

Malcom smiled slightly. “Did you do our breathing exercises?”

Knock

“Did they help?”

Knock

“Good, good…. Do you want to talk?”

There was a long, awkward pause.

A single knock

“.. Okay” Malcom nodded to himself “It’s just going to be me, okay? No one else.” He assured, looking over at Imedla and Hector.

Hector looked less than pleased “Why can you go in?”

“He trusts me” Malcom answered succinctly

Hector puffed out his chest. The indigence in his stance nearly made Malcom cringe, but Imelda luckily pushed him back, gently.

“Amor, let him go… We have to get Miguel out of there”

The clenched fists didn’t relax, but he stood still.

Malcom’s eyes stayed on the couple while he opens the door, just slightly. Just enough. He made brief eye contact with Hector before he walked in.

The room was…. Big. It was big, and empty. There was a bed, a dresser, vanity, and a guitar stand. With the lights off, he couldn’t tell what colors the room was supposed to be, but his initial vision was not promising.

Miguel, for his part, was seated on the bed with his legs crossed, eyes glassy with tears that could technically no longer be shed.

Malcom let his posture relax.

“... Buenas Noches, Miguel”

“... Buenas Noches” His voice was raw “.. Did y’know you can’t cry?”

Malcom exhaled, and sat himself a respectful distance away from Miguel, at the edge of the bed.

“You can cry, Miguel.. You just doesn’t have tears. It doesn’t mean you don’t cry”

“... Doesn’t feel like crying” The boy simply retorted.

Malcom simply nodded “I understand…. Now..” The man turned slightly, putting one leg up on the bed “... Why am I here, Miguel?”

Miguel didn’t initially respond. He clenched and unclenched his fists, twitched a bit, and his eyes looked anywhere but Malcom

“Miguel”

The boy’s eyes snapped back to the doctor

“Please, Miguel. Tell me why I’m here”

“... He’ll never be sorry” Miguel announced

“.. Who will never be sorry?” The man asked, feeling he knew the answer

“... Papa Hector” The boy nearly wheezed “He… he did this to me… and he’ll never be sorry”

Malcom kept his expression even. But he knew where he was.

They were over the cliff.

“... Why will he never be sorry?” 

“Because… he thinks what he did was right” Miguel forced out the explanation “Because even if it… hurt me, he thinks it was best for… the families reputation… the legacy is all he cares about”

“.. You think that he doesn’t care about you”

“... I know it”

“How do you know it?”

“... He never means his sorrys” Miguel answered, hoping Malcom knew what he meant.

Fortunately, Malcom did

“That’s very helpful, Miguel. Thank you. But that doesn’t explain why you locked yourself in your room.” He worded carefully,

“..... Angry”

Malcom took a chance, and put his hand on Miguel’s back.

“You’re angry?”

Miguel nodded.

“You’re angry at him”

The boy nodded again.

“.... What do you want to do about that anger?” Malcom asked.

The boy looked up at him, finally

And voiced exactly what he wanted.

--

About 45 minutes later, he left the room, closing the door right behind him, and turning to the group that had been waiting.

“How was he?” Imelda asked.

“.... He was upset and angry”

“At what?” She asked, Hector looking at her, before looking back at him.

Malcom looked at Hector, and took a breath. “You, mostly”

“.... Me?” The man looked genuinely shocked.

“Yes, you” Malcom responded, perhaps with more aggression than needed, but at this point, this was more than just an appointment, or a patient. “Because you killed him and he knows you don’t feel sorry for it”

The silence that followed that statement felt scarier than anything Hector could have replied with.

“... How do we fix it?”

Malcom felt the need to do a double take, but didn’t “... Excuse me?”

“How do we fix it?” The man aggressed

“... Do you feel sorry?” Malcom responded.

Hector’s shoulder’s straightened, his back taught, trying to appear taller. “... I did what I had to do “

“... But are you sorry that you did it?”

“.... I did what I had to do” Hector pressed

Malcom could finally, finally feel his composure crack, just slightly “You did not answer my question”

“*I did what i had to do”

“But are you sorry!?” Malcom nearly yelled

“No!” Hector nearly screamed back, panting just slightly.

Malcom took a deep breath, with his exhale, he felt his composure return “... Then there is no fixing it.”

Imedla stood in front of Hector, her hand pressing him back “How do we help Miguel, Doctor?” Her tone nearly begging.

“... He wants to leave” Malcom stated. “He’s scared of him”

The tension in Hectors shoulders warned the doctor to tread carefully.. But that seemed like an impossible task.

“Leave…” Imelda looked disheartened “Scared of him?”

“Extremely” Malcom admitted “He needs a place where he isn’t afraid to ask for something as inane as jeans”

Hector pushed Imedla’s hand away from him, reaching forward and getting a fistful of Malcom’s sweater

“You’re lying-!”

“Hector, para!”

“Let go of my shirt, Senor” Malcom exhaled

“You’re lying!” He shouted, shaking the doctor “What do you want with my Grandson!?”

“Hector!” Imelda shouted.

“Why do you immediately assume I have some sort of ulterior motive?”

Hectors hands trembled, readjusting his grip “.. You want to use him”

“For what?”

“To ruin us! You’re all the same!”

“ … Us?”

Malcom could start to feel things slot into place, so far as Hector was concerned.

“... You’re worried the minute he’s out of here, he’ll tell the entirety of the land of the dead what you did… You don’t trust him either”

“It’s you I don’t trust!” Hector countered

“Let me go” Malcom asserted, his voice firmer “Before I studied psychology, I nearly joined the army. I still recall most of my training, and I would hate to use it in such an emotionally charged moment”

Before the eldest Rivera could make the choice to respond, his wife spoke

“Hector… is this true?” Imelda asked, the heaviness of her voice causing Hector to pull away “You don’t trust him? You don’t trust our ninito?”

His lack of an answer - his aversion of her eyes, and his eventual weakened grip on Malcom’s shirt was way too much of a sign.

Malcom took a deep breath. “Is there any family member that doesn’t live in the hacienda? Or a family friend who could take him in?”

Victoria finally stepped forward, her eyes stern, but he could see that she was tired.  “.. There is one”

[lunaescribe]

Chapter 2 of the Coco Prequel, “Cresendo Overture” 

In which awkward teenagers attempt to nervously awkward apologize awkwardly. 

[prismatoons]

I just realized that Imedla is voiced by Alanna Ubach, who is the same voice actress who voices El Tigre!

[brokehorrorfan]

Amulet will be released on DVD on October 20 via Magnet Releasing. Unfortunately, no Blu-ray is planned. The 2020 British horror film is currently available on demand.

Actress Romola Garai (The Last Days on Mars, Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights) makes her feature debut as a writer and director. Carla Juri, Imelda Staunton, Alec Secareanu, and Anah Ruddin star.

Special features have not yet been announced. Have faith in the trailer below.

Amulet follows Tomaz (Alec Secareanu), a former soldier who is left homeless after an accident, as he takes refuge in the decaying home of Magda (Carla Juri), a lonely young woman in desperate need of help as she cares for her ailing mother. At first hesitant, Magda soon welcomes Tomaz into their lives. As he gets closer and begins to fall for Magda, Tomaz notices a strange and unexplainable phenomena. Something seems very wrong with the mysterious old woman who never leaves the top floor, and Tomaz begins to suspect that Magda may in fact be a prisoner to her otherworldly bidding.