Okay so
In the movie, Isabela is 21, Luisa is 19, and Mirabel is 15, right?
Meaning when Mirabel was born, Luisa would have been 4 years old, and Isabella 6.
Isa would have already gotten her gift by the time Mirabel was born.
You can’t tell me Isabela Madrigal didn’t make flowers grow in her new baby sister’s cradle.
He owns my heart. He could tear it with Rashoumon and I'd happily let him 🥺
reblog to call him good boy
rachel elizabeth dare didn't throw a a plastic blue hairbrush into the titan king's eye just for you to call her a percabeth plot device
Headcanon time, because of course, I need to ramble.
Dazai's hair was black during his time in the Port Mafia, but not because it was his natural color. It was a reflection of his own neglect. He didn’t take care of himself, rarely going outside during the day, and when he did, it was only in dark alleys. His hair was greasy, unwashed, and full of dirt, sticking to his scalp. God knows how much old dried blood remained in it as well...
It was only after leaving the Mafia that he began somewhat caring for himself, even if only a little bit. He still struggled with it (God knows depression was hard on him), but it was still better than his days in the PM. It was an improvement. Over time, his hair actually grew quite healthy, regaining its softness. The black color was gone, replaced by a warm shade of brown, and his curls regained their natural bounce, framing his face.
He actually looked healthy.
One day, I will have to explain to google that I don't have kids, I am a writer.
How I imagine the conversation would go-
Google: You don't have kids?
Me: Nope, none
Google: Why did you search things like "best baby names" "unique baby names" "baby names meaning leader"???
Me: I aM a wRiTeR
I have discovered a thing! How guqin are made (9m41s)
This is just their foreplay for the honeymoon trust (I was the baguette)
Since Chuuya seems to be travelling around the world, could I ask you to send him to France? Dazai can tag along, we love them both here.
Thanks ! <3
crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read
and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you
like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors