Ok, I Need To Watch Encanto 2957950281 Times More To Absorb Every Bit Of It, But In The Meantime Here’s

wednesday is so fucking whipped for enid it’s hilarious. it’s a known fact that wednesday doesn’t listen to anybody. BUT the MOMENT enid tells her to do something, she goes and does it.

enid tells wednesday to go apologize to thing? wednesday instantly walks off and does exactly that.

enid doesn’t like wednesday’s crime board? fine, she’ll move it to eugene’s bee shed.

enid wants wednesday to wear the snood? alright, she’ll wear it to a murder investigation…or a funeral all because she doesn’t want to hurt her sunshine gf’s feelings.

wednesday addams is whipped and the possibility of her ever interacting with another character like she does enid is zero to none.

case closed.

What are they playing?

Commission for boojangs on twitter

Being Villagers

Based off this story prompt/fill (X) where you are born with a designation like Hero, Demon King, Blacksmith, etc.

Your name is Dolly. You are a Villager. You, as well as anyone, know what that means.

——————-.

You are sixteen and it is your first day at school.

Your first lesson is that Villagers are the only ones who start so late.

“Because there’s not much to be taught,” a boy says. His clothes are made of finer cloth than your mother’s wedding dress and his hair is as shiny as the brass buckles on his shoes. He grins at you, as proud as a peacock in front of half the class. “Don’t need to ask what your Destiny is, do I?”

You don’t know why he’s singling you out. A quick glance back into the classroom shows the rest of the students sitting at their desks with their heads low. They’re Villagers too. Most of you are. That’s why there isn’t anything special enough about any of you. You look back at the boy. “…are you going to ask me something else?”

“What?”

“If you don’t need to ask me my Destiny,” you say slowly, “do you need to ask me something else?”

“I don’t need to ask anything from a Villager!” the boy cries. He jabs a finger at his own bicep where his mark lies under cloth. “I’m a Lord!”

“Okay,” you say. The other kids behind him are frowning at you. Some of them are Villagers too, but different from you. They’re the children of merchants which is a different sort of destiny altogether. “I need to run some errands for my mother. Will you let me pass?”

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Not parasocial love nor parasocial hate but a secret third thing where I respect the celebrity for their talents and achievements while acknowledging that I do not have a personal relationship with them and that they are a human with flaws

Some behind the scenes photos from Wednesday🫶🏻

*SIGHS*

Another AO3 app that's pretending to be official when it's not (or at least isn't making it clear its unofficial.) They're using AO3's name and logo, and embedding ads.

There is no official AO3 app

Someone else is gathering your data, potentially your log in information etc and making use of it how they please. (They say they're not but their privacy policy says otherwise)

They are making money from the ads without the fic writer's consent.

They've also rated it Pegi 3 (which is ludicrous)

Please, even if you care about nothing else, for the safety of your data, please don't use this app. Certainly don't give it your AO3 log in details.

I've told AO3 that it's infringing on its copyright. I will be requesting they remove access of my work as I do not consent to my creative content being used to generate ad revenue for them.

I will be reporting it as incorrectly rated.

The only email address I can find is Narusta@gmail.com which is included in their privacy policy, and boboxway13@gmail.com as their developer.

The thing that a lot of people don't get is that when people who know they have memory problems anticipate that they'll have memory problems in the future as well, they are being responsible. If someone asks "what if I miss a dose?" about a medication they've been offered, it doesn't mean "what if I only take my meds when I feel like it?" and the answer shouldn't be "no, you must take it at the right time every time uwu", offered with a condescending tone of scolding and no explanation of what happens.

A responsible adult capable of making desicions based on their own knowledge and experience, and a full awareness that things are also influenced by things they don't know about, will take this non-answer and think "alright, if missing just one dose will undo all my progress, I will not waste my money. And if missing just one dose will kill me, I will not risk my life", and they won't take the meds.

If your answer to "what do I do if X happens?" is "no, you shouldn't let that happen", you're not being the responsible adult in this situation.

Perspective.

Wednesday: Enid texted me “your adorable” so I texted her back and said “no, YOU’RE adorable.”

Eugene: And?

Wednesday: And now we’re dating. We’ve been on six dates. All I did was point out a typo, but I like her, so I’m not gonna say anything.