wizardmoon:

naruhina-headcanon:

marvel-pin-up-girl:

Rewatched “Sprit: Stallion of the Cimarron” for the hundredth time and, like, why don’t people talk about this movie more??? Like it came out only a year after Shrek and that movie has a shit ton of sequels and yet no one ever talks about Spirit??? Like, 

(1) It doesn’t glorify or romanticize colonialism. It is some real-ass shit.

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(2) It has amazing art.

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(3) The main human character is Native American.

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(4) It doesn’t stereotype or generalize or dehumanize Native Americans.

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(5) It’s about horses!!!!

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If you haven’t seen or even heard of this movie, drop everything right the fuck now and go watch. NOW. GO. GO. GO. It’s just an all-around good movie that will give you so many feels. 

Not forgetting the top amazing songs all brought to live by the amaing BRYAN ADAMS.
The OSTs are gorgeous. And the end of the story always get me teary.

Some AMAZING animation by James Baxter in this movie. Seriously he is THE MAN

whispering-sumire755:

Dearest Lydia,
You taste like meadowsweet and sunshine,
press the flowers I braid into your fiery hair
between the pages of your books to remember me by.

Dearest Lydia,
Your intellect is summ’ry, divine,
an ancient Goddess with a volcanic flare,
and lips like a shattered glass of wine.
Oh, lover, how you enchant me so clearly,
how I hope your petals never tear.

Dearest Lydia,
I do find myself afraid, sometimes
of your fear, your ice, your cold, your closed-up, closed-off, scared.
You’re a wintery woman who found a way to be kind,
and all I am, now, I find, is my love for you,
dearest Lydia, angel, mine.

tabbytabbytabby:

Shake It Out fic and aesthetic for day 3 of @laurahale-appreciation week

“And what’s your specialty?” the woman asks, leaning her arms on the table and bringing herself closer to Laura.

“Tell me your name and maybe I’ll tell you,” Laura says, the nervousness she’d been feeling before leaving her.

The woman sits back with a smirk, “Maybe I’ll see how that milkshake tastes first.”

Laura grins, “Well then I look forward to figuring it out, Red. Can I get you anything else?”

Laura tries not to squirm as the woman’s eyes look her over, before meeting her gaze again. “I might think of something. But just the milkshake for now.”

dearbluetravelers:

indigo-night-wisp:

kintatsujo:

plenoptic07:

kintatsujo:

Me: I don’t know if I ever want to be pregnant, I’d rather adopt a kid or two that are a bit older

Someone: Are you SURE? Older adoptees present UNIQUE CHALLENGES

Me: We are discussing human beings not digital pets

Literally every child every born and/or parented presents unique challenges. It’s like people are unique individuals…..or something………….

An amazing and revolutionary concept

When people ask me, “Why do you want to adopt teenagers?” I always answer, “Because you asked like that.”

I’m real over it. If I become a foster mom to a 17 year old kid and I get the privilege of the option to adopt them? You better believe I am legally making that kid mine.

“They’ll be a legal adult in no time, why spend the money to adopt? They’ll be aged out of the system.”

There’s no aging out of family, Marvin.

“They might be rebellious or smoke or do drugs or steal things! What if they won’t listen to you?”

Then I guess I’ll have to step up and do some fruxking parenting, Stanley.

“You want to adopt problem children then?”

All. Children. Are. Problem. Children. If you’re not prepared to deal with the fact that at some point, any child ever, whether you birthed them yourself or adopted them at any age, could become a problem? Then you are NOT ready to have children, and should really just step off and let the people who actually want to be parents live in peace with their kids.

Hey I’m so glad this post is picking up

clotpolesonly:

for day 2 of @laurahale-appreciation week: Pre-Canon


Having so many people in one house is maddening, especially when privacy doesn’t even exist. Sometimes Laura thinks of hopping on a bus and disappearing, or maybe just moving out of state for college.

But then her little sister offers to braid her hair, and Derek laughs at his own joke hard enough to snort milk out his nose, and her mom fondly calls them pups while dad and Peter play high stakes poker

in the kitchen

with mardigras beads because real gambling sets a bad example for the kids.

And Laura knows she could never leave this behind.