#astounding amelie !

[oldhabitsdiescrming]

YOUR TAGS ARE SO SWEET WTF I MIGHT CRY 🥹🥹

AMELIE BELOVED 🥹 you're one of my fave mutuals and i simply cannot let that go unvoiced. if you have zero fans then i am dead !!

[pixelglam]

Hiya Amelie! I hope you’re doing fantastic. I wish you the most relaxing holiday ☀️🕶️⛱️🧴

May I just ask why you’ve deleted the ”East coast summer” and the ”Summer on Martha’s Vineyard” lookbooks? I absolutely LOVE your lookbooks, they’re always so amazingly astounding and I especially loved those two.

Take care, sweerheart. Love ya 🤍

Hello, thank you very much for your kind words!

I tend to remove some posts if I am not 100% happy with them, as I’m quite picky when it comes to my own content.

I hope you have a wonderful day. 🤍

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

Top five ships you like to write for, movies, and desserts!

Ships! 

1) Megop, of course. I really like every iteration of them, but I find myself gravitating towards TFA, TFP, and G1 the most 

2) Strika/Lugnut (Lugka?) because they’re so buff and so in love and the juxtaposition of having two ultraviolent characters who just care so much about each other is so good 

3) Blackarachnia/Slipstream (I think we’re calling it Blackstream) because they’re goth girlfriends but they’re also headstrong outsiders who would be able to find support and comfort in each other and yes I know it’s a rare pair but I love them 

4) Shockblurr but a very specific dynamic between them like they have to be of equal standing, equal power, and in their right minds because my god is there just so much enemies to lovers potential there (and also not to ruffle any feathers but the way Blurr is often written as powerless or weak in fics gives me the ick) 

5) June Darby/William Fowler and yes I know I haven’t published anything yet but it is in the works because I do believe in finding love later in life and they have potential 

Movies! 

1) The Lost Boys (1988) is the best vampire movie ever made hands down end of discussion. It’s got the perfect build up, the vampire lore is wonderful, the atmosphere is amazing, the story is so good, it embodies the late 80s, and the ending scene???? Astounding 

2) Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) is a film that I watched as a kid and then rewatched again as an adult and it hit me so much harder as an adult. The message of trying to find your skill and purpose in the world, of the glimmer of kind people among uncaring masses, of feeling burnt out and lost and recovering from that just hit so much harder when I got older  

3) Hackers (1995) is ridiculous and amazing. The aesthetic is unmatched, the vibes are so mid-90s, it’s got young Angelina Jolie, the hacking is completely inaccurate, and I love this movie to death and will forever defend it 

4) Amelie (2001) is another one of those movies that hits me harder the older I get. The message of how your small changes can alter the world for the better and make other people’s lives amazing stays with me constantly. And the whole movie looks like it’s a dream 

5) Pan’s Labyrinth (2006) is beautiful and haunting and gorgeous and astounding and the first time I watched it I cried so hard I triggered a migraine and I recommend everyone watch it but I can never watch it again because I will start crying immediately :) 

Desserts! 

1) Mango sorbet, I swear I could eat my weight in it 

2) Cheesecake, either plain or with the fun little flavor swirls 

3) Gulab jamun, which is an Indian dessert made of these sweet creamy cheese balls soaked in syrup it is so good 

4) Jian dui, which are these Chinese sesame seed balls filled with red bean paste and I don’t know if they’re considered a dessert, but they are so sweet and so good 

3) Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food always hits right 

[jazzfilmmmm]

David Helbock

Lili and Amelie went to visit Hope Uni's Capstone Theatre to watch the wonderful work of David Helbock and his band (Peter Madsen, Raphael Preuschl, Claudio Spieler and Herbert Piker), perform the latest album, Austrian Syndicate. The opening song was astounding, as if we had been transported to a space ship in the 1960's. The beats were captivating, especially when watching the interaction of the percussionist, Spieler, and the drummer, Pirker, as they keep time together. Spieler's collection of bells, wind chimes, drums, beads and shells added to the performance as he lit up when playing, energy flowed through him. The smoothness and fluidity of the bassist, Preuschl, maintained the foundation of the pieces. Working together as one entity, each musician was looking at another, engaging with the audience as one, while ensuring rhythm and timings were as one.

[antemort-blog]

i’ve played around with the idea of amelie having robotic implants, but honestly the point of my characterization is to explore how the mind ALREADY acts like a machine. how reprogramming it, manipulating it is so horrifying & deceitful.. that’s the whole point. our perception is based on our reality, & our reality is based on what? look at amelie, she may interact with the physical world, but she’s been force-fed lies & led to believe things that are simply not true. it’s.. unsettling to think about how reality can be warped even though it could be tangible & right in front of us.

[retvenkos]

defo need to watch more on your list. but tbf i haven’t watched many musicals so that rly let me down :’)

the same goes for the movies on your watchlist! i've been meaning to watch atonement, 1917, howl's moving castle, and the last samurai for a while now, i just haven't gotten around to it.

and yeah,,,, musicals my beloved,,,,, there are so many of them that are sO. IMPORTANT to me,,,,, for some of them, just listening to them is 100% valid (because i certainly don't have the money to see them in person) and bootlegs are hard to comeby on occasion..... but yeah, i have a feeling that the sheer number of musicals really screwed some people over.

[xlbrh]

longing for serenity ; 0 {zhongli, childe}

notes : omggg im honestly so excited to be releasing this! it’s something ive had on my mind for a long time so i hope you guys will enjoy it!

it will be a long fic so it will take a while to properly get into things so please bare with me, but i hope you guys enjoy!

Longing for Serenity Masterlist

0 - final performance

The realm of Fontaine is one well known for its awe-indicting sights. Beams of iridescence flood the streets at all hours of the day – the people carrying the same warm glow with them wherever they go.

It easily has to be one of (Y/N)’s favourite places to visit because of this. Although warmth is not something she is necessarily used to – hailing from Snezhnaya has its downsides – it is something that she is more than welcome to. No matter how long it has been since she left those lands, the feeling of warmth gracing her face is one that would always be slightly unfamiliar to her.

Light currently basks down on her as she performs in one of the many venues within Fontaine. Her dulcet voice echoes around the room, astounding all those who hear. Even those who aren’t in the audience can’t help but stare at her in awe as she serenades them all. Small snowflakes fall from the ceiling despite being under cover – courtesy of the cryo vision hanging around her waist. She loves to put on a show for adults and children alike, after all.

The performance came to an end with thunderous applause that could rival the electro archon herself. (Y/N) relished in the elated faces of those standing in front of her, bidding them a good evening as she exits the stage, her dress trailing behind her mirroring the waves that grace shores across the world.

She retreated back to the dressing room she had been provided with, finally able to  take a seat after a couple hours of being on stage. Her ankles resonated a dull ache throughout her body, causing her to collapse before she can even properly sit down.

A quiet sigh leaves her mouth as she takes a deep breath, however the silence that greets her is only fleeting..

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), mon chou, that was such a wonderful performance! But it’s about time we make our way back home, non?”

The voice came from a woman known to (Y/N) as Amelie, who had taken her in during her time in Fontaine. She was a slightly taller woman with greying blonde hair and light hazel eyes. A pair of glasses sat atop her nose complimenting the slight chubbiness of her face. Despite the slight wrinkles that ran through her brow and by the sides of her eyes, the woman radiated a glow of youth. Amelie looked down at the girl in front of her with nothing but adoration in her eyes, holding an arm out for (Y/N) to grab ahold of for support. The two women began to make their way home arm in arm.

“I’ll be honest, Amelie, I didn’t know you’d be coming to pick me up tonight, let alone watching my performance!” Despite how much (Y/N) loved performing, she couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit of shyness whenever someone she knew personally would be in the audience.

“Well why wouldn’t I be? That’s your last performance here in Fontaine for a while now – there’s no way I could miss it!”  

With that comment the smile that (Y/N)’s face once held fell slightly. How could she forget that this would be her final full day in Fontaine before she departs in the morning?

“Yeah… I suppose you’re right,”

The older woman took instant notice of the hesitation in the voice of the other, a hand coming up to rest on the one clutching her arm.

“Don’t be upset mon chou, you’re always welcome to come back here any time you like, you know that!”

The songstress didn’t have to answer for Amelie to know that she had heard, her mind instead drifted off to her reasoning for leaving the beauty she had come to think of as her second home.

The Rite of Descension.

It was a spectacle that (Y/N) had only ever heard of dreamed of, she had always wished to be able to witness it with her own two eyes. The tales that others had told her about it astounded her – there was no way she was going to miss the opportunity this time.

The Rite was due to occur in a few days time; if she wanted to make it to Liyue in time and be able to explore a bit beforehand, she would have to leave in the morning – a bit too soon for her liking, but-

“Ahhh here we are! In you go then, you’ll need to make sure you have everything packed and ready for the morning.”

Amelie’s words brought her out of her thoughts as she made her way up the stairs to her room, ready to prepare for the long journey ahead of her tomorrow.

[matildashoney]

Day at the beach in the French Riviera or LA???

Once a year, right around Jude’s birthday in the middle of August, Amelie and Harry take a mini-holiday to the French Riviera with the children, a two or three-day getaway to the beach to unwind from the stresses of school and work and have some quality time. Hensley is older now, an astounding - Harry still can’t believe it - eight years old, and is much more excited to spend time with her family in her favourite place in the world. Although Stevie is nearing four, she still hasn’t gotten over her aversion to large crowds and strangers, so Harry and Amelie make the conscious decision to find secluded areas in town to take her and the two. Jude, their little prince - mon petit prince, as their mama says - is an opinionated three year old, always having something to say about everything, and Harry argues that he’s more like his wife than ever before.

“Jude, arrêtez!” Hensley shouts frustratedly, watching as the toddler begins to unfold the sand from around their father’s hands. “On est censé enterrer, Papa."

Jude, quit it! We’re supposed to bury, Daddy.

“No!” Jude pouts, folding his arms across his chest and sitting angrily in the sand. “Papa, on y va.” Jude’s hands grapple for Harry’s, his eyes searching for assistance from him and his mother who is laying on the blanket beneath the umbrella, their middle daughter sleeping soundly on her chest, exhausted from the sun and the sand and the ocean. “Papa.”

“Une fois que Hensley aura fini, Judey.”

Once Hensley’s done, Judey.

Jude sighs, his hands setting in the sand to assist in standing on his feet, stalking over to where Amelie is sitting with his sister and holding out his hands to have the sand rubbed off. “Mama, mains, s'il vous plaît.”

Mama, hands, please.

Amelie gently pats baby powder on his hands, taking a towel and wiping the sand away from his skin. Her smile is warm as he stares at her through hooded eyes, the exhaustion on his face evident. His wispy curls sit atop his head, blonde by the sunlight and contrasting to the deep brown eyes that are different from his sisters. “Et voilà, bébé.”

There you go, baby.

“Papa ne joue pas avec moi.”

Daddy doesn’t play with me. 

“Papa joue avec H, en ce moment même, bébé.”

Daddy is playing with H, right now, baby.

Jude’s arms wrap tightly around Amelie’s shoulders, his face tucked into her neck the way his father does, his tiny fingers toying with the hair at the nape of her neck, breathing in the ocean air and letting the crashing waves soothe him. “Tu es fatigué, Jude? Tu veux faire une sieste?”

Are you tired, Jude? Do you want to nap?

Jude nods into his mother’s neck, swinging his leg over her thigh and laying his cheek on her chest, his skin slightly red with the sweltering heat and sticky with sweat. His breath is hot against her skin, heavy and slow with each breath as he slowly drifts into dreams with his sister on his mother’s other thigh. 

Amelie loves this, the snuggles, the pure love that comes from their children. One day they won’t want this anymore, to be snuggled during their nap time, to have their mother’s fingers drawing shapes on their backs and kissing their forehead. One day they won’t need her to do this anymore, and the day that happens will break her heart. Amelie chooses to ignore it, to pretend that day will never come, even though it’s already beginning with Hensley and the independence that is growing everyday inside their spunky baby girl.

Hensley looks at Amelie with a smile perched on her lips, ���Look, Mama! Papa’s all covered up!”

“Maybe cover a little bit higher on his neck, baby,” Amelie teases, smirking and trying to hide a giggle when Harry shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

“Mama is trying to get you to cover my mouth, Hen.”

“Mama!” Hensley squeaks, smacking her hands in the sand and mumbling an apology as the sand lands on Harry’s lips. “Mama, that’s not very nice to Papa. Say sorry.”

“S’il vous plaît.”

“Yeah, Mama,” Harry joins in, leaning slightly upward and appreciating the view that is his wife in his favourite bathing suit combination - a two piece with blue and white stripes that is strikingly similar to the shirt that he got married in nearly ten years ago - and the two toddlers sleeping on her chest. “That’s not very nice of you.”

“My apologies,” Amelie hums, rolling her eyes when Harry snorts a laugh and Hensley stands with her floaties on her arms and goes to the edge of the water where she’s allowed to rinse her hands. “Jude wanted to snuggle with you. That’s why he was asking for you.”

Harry’s heart melts in his chest, his hand cracking out from beneath the sand and gently rubbing his son’s calf. “I’ll put him to bed, tonight. Can have you put the girls down, and I’ll take Mr Jude, over here.”

“Have to learn how to distribute your quality time with another toddler that wants Daddy all the time, again,” she giggles, kissing his forehead and brushing her fingers through their daughter’s hair. “Thought we moved beyond that after the terrible twos, but no. All of our children are obsessed with you, Mr Harry Styles. Only you.”

Harry grins, graciously accepting the compliment and sitting upright in the sand, his tanned olive skin shimmering beneath the sunlight and reflection of his sunglasses. From far away, Harry can see Hensley making her way through the sand and to where they’re sitting, a noticeable smile on her lips and a giggle echoing around the air as she adjusts her floaties on her arms.

“D'accord, Papa. Il est temps d'aller nager.”

Alright, Papa. Time to go swimming.

“Duty calls.”

Amelie laughs, shaking her head as her husband trots away with their daughter on his hip, their laughter making her heart soar in her chest.

[awholelotofladybug]

(stammering au) Amelie, you should arrange to visit your sister and nephew. They miss your company, and you'll be astounded with just how much Adrien has come out of his shell.

“Is that right? Admittedly, I haven’t spoken to Emilie in some time and the last time I saw little Adrien, he was such a timid, quiet little boy. I suppose it would be a good idea. After all, with both of us being widows, this could help us both cope. Ooh, I'll have to bring Adrien a box of Turkish Delight. He loves Turkish Delight."

[phantomarchive]

@soulstranded​ liked for a starter and got Mama!

Mama doesn’t know where she is at first. It’s dark behind her eyelids, and she assumes she’s been asleep, just waking up to what should have been the sound of her alarm, or perhaps her daughter crying at the crashing of a storm. But it isn’t any of that. It’s the sound of her pulse in her ears, a soft breeze across her cheek, waves breaking gently in the distance. She stays in the darkness and tries to remember what had happened.

She’d seen Sam in person for the first time, later given him the cord cutters...he’d carried her to Lockne and she was reunited with her sister. Her eyes close tighter as she remembers seeing Lockne again, remembers...remembers....

She must be at the Beach. 

Her breath stops short and she opens her eyes. All around her is dark soil and dull rocks; behind her, mountains stretch off in the distance, while opposite those is an endless ocean that meets the horizon with the glow of a sun hidden behind the clouds. Standing, she realizes she’s barefoot, and is momentarily surprised by how soft the beach is beneath her feet and between her toes. When was the last time she’d been outside in anything less than a full-body shroud and protective boots?

Mama blinks and a single tear slips down her cheek. It isn’t chiralium this time, but the sheer awe of being where she is. Of course, she knows what this means, she’s talked to Heartman enough about it, but seeing it...being here....She blinks again and takes a slow breath, pushes her glasses up her face. Walks forward, towards the water. She’s nearly there, her feet sinking into the water-soft dirt, when she sees a figure out of her periphery, a familiar red dress and heels that she hasn’t seen in well over a year. But she looks exactly the same. “Amelie?” she breathes, turning to walk down the waterline towards the other woman.

“Amelie, it’s been so long, what-” She shakes her head slightly in confusion. “What are you doing here? How are you on my Beach?” She’s supposed to be on the west coast, held captive by the terrorists. If she’s here...the implications are astounding. She’s sure Lockne and Heartman would give anything to be here right now with her.

[yetanotherfilmkid]

about me

hey there, I’m Ash.

I’m 18 years old and I’m from Melbourne, Australia. Welcome to my blog. I guess I made this account to talk about the movies I watch. 

To me, film is one of the purest depictions of humanity and life. You can capture a whole person in just a few frames and move people to tears with a scene, that’s quite astounding to me.

What to expect from here is simple, I guess; the occasional rambling about the last movie I watch and how it made me feel. My favourite films so far are Lady Bird (2017), Amelie (2001) and Parasite (2019) but I’m always itching for a new view. 

peace and love 

[crxwnsxfxre]

( caitlin stasey, cis female, she/her, 32) ** ♔ announcing AMELIE HABSBURG,  THE PRINCESS OF AUSTRIA ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble CAITLIN STASEY. it is a miracle that SHE survived the last five years and for that reason, they are AGAINST the kingdoms working together. reflecting on them now, they remind me of PAINT STAINED FINGERTIPS, THE SCENT OF VANILLA, & A CRACKLING FIREPLACE FIRE IN WINTER.

Amelie Habsburg was born May 15 to the King and Queen of Austria. As the eldest of the female Habsburg children, expectations have always been somewhat of a big deal for her family. Her parents gave her older brother a bit of a different education than what she was allowed, and she was always told that she should focus not only on politics, but on being aj good Princess and, hopefully, find a good royal family to marry into. 

From a young age, Amelie loved art, and painting. In moments of freedom, in the rare times she was able to feel at peace, she found herself inspired to create. Despite her father’s protests, her mother ensured she was allowed extra tutoring in the arts, wanting to at least support her hobby, giving her something to express herself with in what she believed was an appropriate way.

School was always something Amelie was average at, never displaying an astounding academic wit, though certainly not failing by any means. She was a good, decent student, and always met expectations, even at a bare minimum. 

Amelie’s father’s death shook the kingdom, and Amelie herself, to the utter core. Knowing his demise had been anything but natural meant that the Habsburgs had some sort of target on their back, one that they were unsure of the origin of, and one that they felt they couldn’t get a handle on. So, they did the logical thing- they locked down the family. Trusting no one but each other and those they’d been proven they could trust, This weakened the social bonds Amelie had always been so fond of making, and left her feeling something she hadn’t ever felt- isolated, unconfident, and afraid. 

From a young age, Amelie was betrothed to a noble from another land, her family believing in the possibilities such an alliance could bring for her family. It just so happened that, in adulthood, the two found a true and deep love. That was, until the plague came. Amelie’s love was taken from her by the disease, Brokenhearted, Amelie pledged to never marry, to hold onto her love until her dying day. But her family, distrusting as they were, refused to allow it, seeking a new alliance for her from a country they could trust. So, they have arranged a betrothal to another. 

[dearkatherineplumber]

Things I've Done Solely Because of Musicals

Began to cure my nail biting habit by painting my nails black (Dear Evan Hansen)

Taken photos in a photo booth (Amelie)

Learned an astounding amount of information about our historical Founding Fathers (Hamilton)

Bought raspberries and put them on my fingers before eating them (Amelie)

Begun researching more about WW2 (Bandstand)

Have a dance party every morning before school to energize (Dear Evan Hansen)

Written papers and done homework without giving up/in (Newsies)

Moral of the story: I'll do anything for a musical

[supercantaloupe]

gotta say, of all the controversy and hate that sprang up among the new musical nominess for the 2017 tony awards, this past year overall was just a really really good year for new shows. everything was about hope and kindness and seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

dear evan hansen’s message is, obviously, “you will be found”, “you are not alone,” etc. groundhog day is about learning to enjoy life and appreciating the fact that we can’t know or control anything. come from away is about kindness and caring and hospitality in the face of intense tragedy. and great comet is about finding your place, how the little things can make you satisfied and fulfilled, and life goes on. (or something like that. im basing that conclusion mostly on pierre’s ultimate reflection in the finale.) if you open your consideration up to those shows which didn’t get nominations, consider in transit or a bronx tale. and that’s not even mentioning amelie - a show whose entire story revolves around a woman doing anonymous good deeds for strangers.

on another note, 3 out of 4 of the best musical nominees featured main characters visibly and objectively living with acute mental illness (deh, great comet, and ghd). 

furthermore, how innovative was this season anyway? dear evan hansen and in transit were (to my knowledge) the only truly original shows of the season, and that’s not a lot, but it’s still more than some seasons, since so many shows now are adaptations. in transit was the first all-a cappella broadway musical, which is just astounding. (it also featured a creative team of 4 who equally cooperated to write the book and music together.) dear evan hansen marks one of the first times a show with a 2010s pop score made it big on broadway, and look at its impact. great comet, just like hamilton, pushed the freakin boundaries as to what a musical should sound like, seamlessly incorporating all kinds of music styles, creating a sung-through pop opera of sorts, and, hell, it didn’t even rhyme. i can’t tell the last time a show didn’t have any kind of standard rhyme scheme. come from away introduced new genres to the broadway stage, folk music from a part of the world that’s never really been shown in limelight before, with authentic instruments and even authentic accents from actual newfoundlanders in the cast. and while groundhog day didn’t have the newest-sounding score out there, its use of repetition beautifully reflects the themes of the show and all of its songs still have a unique sound to them compared to each other. this year’s round of soundtracks have provided some of the most beautiful and poignant melodies to come out of broadway in a long time, in my opinion (favorites of mine have to include “there will be sun,” “prayer,” “no one else,” “times are hard for dreamers,” and “so big/so small”)

plus, how diverse were all the shows this year? great comet’s huge ensemble was in large parts actors of color and featured same sex couples numerous times on stage. in transit as well had a colorful cast and one of its plotlines focuses on an interracial gay couple. part of a bronx tale’s story is about an interracial couple in new york. come from away has been praised for its cast, which reflects the diversity of the people actually reflected in the events depicted in its story (including people from east africa, egypt, europe, and india; cfa also has a gay couple among its eclectic cast of characters).

all the hate and arguing makes me sad. i feel like people don’t take enough time to appreciate just how beautiful and meaningful this season really was, disregarding who won which awards and who deserved them more.

[strawbnie]

what are your favourite movies/movies you'd want someone to watch if they wanted to get to know you?

hey hi i love this ask so much and i am absolutely going to indulge and go haywire in this answer

dirty dancing: strap in because this is going to include at least 3 80s movies but I Digress. this movie is very vivid in my mind from my childhood (even though i’ve probably watched it 3 times in the past year not to mention…. every other year), and it’s just such a perfect source for (a) my gigantic bisexuality, (b) my obsession with dancing, © being kind, and giving, but not letting that mean letting other people walk all over you. The fact that Frances has all these dreams that seem improper or trivial to her family but she still /She Still/ chases after them is the BIGGEST life lesson that has stayed with me.(for the record: dirty dancing 2: havana nights, which is - i think - disproportionately and UNJUSTLY shit on, is one of the best movies i’ve ever seen and it absolutely changed my life and i love it and id add it to the list too if it wasn’t part of this franchise)

guardians of the galaxy: i don’t think i need to explain much about this other than that this movie is the manifestation of everything i value both visually and morally and most importantly; how i handle all conflict. not to mention that movies where the underlying theme is the Power of Friendship make me nut harder than an oak tree

ferris bueller’s day off: this movie means so much to me i am literally incapable of being lowkey when i talk about this movie, i hyperventilate and my hands move too fast and i have such a fondness for matthew broderick in this film and just??? my personality is a cursed amalgamation of cameron and ferris and this movie explains my personality with such perfect precision it’s CRAZY and that’s all i’m going to say on it because i’d need days to talk about this movie to my satisfaction so jot that down!

unaccompanied minors: i always refer to this movie whenever anyone asks me what my favourite movie is because it just. Is. it’s a constant. It’s a feel-good christmas movie that took me until THE END to realise; fuck, there’s no santa claus there’s no magic elves it’s just a bunch of kids in an airport where all flights r postponed bc of the blizzard - but i still think it’s the best and most ASTOUNDING film exploration of christmas magic that’s ever been attempted. That’s christmas magic, that’s it. this movie captures it to a T. these kids finding themselves and friendship in one another and it’s just the BEST cast of personalities I HAVE EVER experienced and thinking about it makes goosebumps rise on my skin i literally cry every time i watch it?? to the point that it’s ridiculous. We used to rent it (back when renting dvds was a valid practice) and i’d watch it All Year Round. We rented it every fucking week that’s all u need to know.

amelie: acts as karma in karma’s stead. most unconventional love story i’ve ever seen play out. always, ALWAYS makes me feel happier at the end of it than i’d been at the start. literally the source of why i speak the way i do, why i use the words i use, why i conceptualize most things i do. also perfect example of Just Be Fucking Kind. i love this movie so much and the soundtrack BANGS

dead poets society: i steer as far away from sad movies as i possibly can - i’ll watch them, i’ll enjoy them, i’ll praise them - but i would never subject myself to them more than once. hah. here’s where the tide turns. dps means so much to me on an intimate, cosmic level i don’t know if i m ready to talk about. it has the saddest movie plot twist i can even think of, and i dehydrate myself every time i watch it, but it’s still one of the most positive movies and influences in my life and growth as a person, and while Sad Things Happen, i don’t think of it as sad. It ends so positively, it shows you that there is so much good, and evolution, and new opportunities to be taken in every corner of life. I just love it so fucking much!!!!!!! FUCK

Cinderella (2015): this movie. this FUCKING movie. the prince falls in love with cinderella for the things she’s said to him, for the way she manages to shake up his worldview with just one conversation, not just because she’s pretty. The stepmother is so vivid, and real, and there’s a REASON for her malice, it’s not just mellow theatre - it becomes so real; and yet, you still Hate her, you understand the whys of it, but it doesn’t JUSTIFY any of her behaviour. That decimating “i forgive you” at the end killed me. Most visually gorgeous movie i��ve ever seen, with such an engaging love story. “Have courage and be kind” is stuck in my head forever; i don’t think i could describe to you how deeply this phrase changed me

ever after: my other favourite cinderella adaptation. The prince falls in love with Danielle for her personality, they actually spend time together; his classism is confronted - by danielle herself, and by his advisors. He takes responsibility and uses his privilege for good. Leonardo Da Vinci is in it - there is no unnecessary love triangle involving danielle’s best friend, there is only healthy love and support and this movie is just boundless magic that never ends. And just like with unaccompanied minors - it took me until the end to realise there was no magic portrayed in it the way it usually is. I still maintain it’s the best fairytale film in the world, and there is so much magic in it (u just have to know where to look).

mamma mia: for those of u who know me, this needs no explanation. I think if u just watch the movie you’ll get it, and me, 100%

Pride: GOD, OKAY I DONT” THINK I CAN TALK ABOUT THIS MOVIE N O T IN ALL CAPS. THIS MOVIE IS EVERYTHING TO ME I COUDL WATCH IT? FOREVER. REALISTIC PORTRAYAL OF GAY PEOPLE, A DISCUSSION OF THE VERY REAL, VERY PAINFUL HISTORY OF AIDS, AND RIOTS, AND BEING GAY - WITHOUT THAT TAKING AWAY FROM THE LIGHT TONE OF THE MOVIE. THIS MOVIE IS SUPERIOR TO EVERY OTHER FUCKING MOVIE OUT THERE I AM SO FUCKING IN LOVE WITH THIS MOVIE AND I WANT TO CRY JUST THINKING ABOUT IT HTANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT

you’ve got mail: i’m going to take this last spot to also suggest watching literally every other romcom that’s ever been made (sleepless in seattle, can’t buy me love, just like heaven, imagine me and you, confessions of a shopaholic, leap year, etc.) because those are a very good, concise summary of who i am as a person but this one specifically is my Title Choice because just. god i don’t have the Energy or Brains to even think about explaining why im just. So happy this movie exists. I’m literally so in love with the characters in this, and the cinematography of it and the plot and their DYNAMIC and everything - everything about this movie has me soft at the heart