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#Abuelita
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Apple Seed 11: Abuela
Vaggie: (helping Charlie walk around the hotel) Just a couple more weeks and this will be all over, babe.
Charlie: (waddling like a fat penguin and holding her back) Thank fuck!
Lucifer: ....I'm risking it. (rushes up behind Charlie, lifts her up, places her feet on his, and starts waddling forward while singing) WWWWWWaddle like a penguin, quack, quack! WWWaddle like a penguin, quack, quack!
Charlie: DAD!!! I'M NOT THREE ANYMORE!!! I'M JUST PREGNANT!!! (looks down at her recently dropped baby belly) Very.... VERY.... pregnant....
Lucifer: Sorry, duckie. I thought this might help bring a smile to your face.
KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!
Vaggie: Who the fuck is here now?! We put it out that we're not taking anymore sinners until after the baby's born!
Charlie: (slowly easing herself onto a lowered bar stool) Vaggie, be nice.
Baby: (wiggles, sending Charlie's whole belly pulsing)
Charlie: Baby agrees.
Vaggie: Yes, dear.... (answers the door) What do you- .......
Carmilla: (standing in the doorway with an imposing stare)
Vaggie: Carmine!? What are you doing here?!
Carmilla: (places an envelope in Vaggie's hand and enters the hotel with Clara and Odette in tow - dragging mounds of baby goods) I am here to check in on the princess and child while dropping off some much needed baby items.
Charlie: Aww~ That's awfully nice of you, Ms. Carmine.
Baby: (flutters)
Vaggie: (opening the envelope) This better not be an invoice for all of that! (pulls out a thick packet of paper and reads) WHAT THE FUCK???? You're ADOPTING me?!?!?!
Charlie: (jaw drops as she's in the middle of holding up a white baby onesie that says "I Love My Mommies" in rainbow from the pile) What?!
Lucifer: (Angry puppy face) Oh, no! That is MY daughter-in-law!
Carmilla: I figured it was overdue, especially with a child on the way. The baby needs an abuela in its life.
Vaggie: (opens mouth to say something only for her to close it with a snap) You know what? Fuck it. This is fine. Someone, give me a pen.
Odette: (hands over a pen)
Vaggie: Thank you. (signs the paper) There. Carmine, now you're an abuelita.
Carmilla: (staring at Charlie and the baby belly) Abuela is just fine.
Vaggie: Abuelita or nothing.
Carmilla: (opens mouth to counter)
Baby: (flutters excitedly and little fist impressions press against Charlie's belly)
Charlie: Awww~ They want to say "Hi" to their abuelita~
Carmilla: (flushes red and closes her mouth before shuffling forward and holding her hand over Charlie's belly)
Charlie: (smiles and gently presses her hand on top of Carmilla's, bringing it to her belly)
Baby: (tiny hand presses against the taught belly to meet the hand outside)
Carmilla: ......... (internally crying from sheer emotions) Qué pequeño tan precioso.
Clara & Odette: Can we feel the baby?!
Carmilla: (walks back over to Vaggie to retrieve the paperwork)
Vaggie: (smirking) Don't think I didn't hear that.
Carmilla: I don't know what you're talking about.
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uselessalexis165 · 1 year
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Give us more movies with family issues!
We wanna relate to the characters with our trauma!
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winnienora13 · 3 months
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Everyone’s like ‘’James is such a mama’s boy’’ but what about James being such a grandma’s boy. Even more if it’s latino James. Like, I’m convinced his abuelita was basically his best friend but he was also terrified of her. He would always say ‘’Well, my abuelita says…’’. And the scariest thing he ever had to do in his entire life was come out to her, and he fought a war,so…
Anyways, thanks for coming to my pep talk. Good day!
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ilovetvtoons · 1 year
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Disney TVA Girls with no sense of personal space.
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airasora · 5 months
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You know, the grandma from Encanto gets a lot of shit, but somehow people seem far more forgiving of the grandma in Coco and honestly, I can't fathom why.
Not only is her "fear" and hatred based solely on the feelings and experiences of others, NOT her own, unlike Encanto grandma who experienced the trauma first-hand, but she's also just... you know what, fuck it, she's a cunt.
When she grabs Miguel's guitar and breaks it and he starts to cry? She has the AUDACITY to coo at him, caress his cheek as if she's a loving grandma and says he'll feel better after eating with the family. Your reaction to seeing a child crying because of something YOU did, especially when that child is your immediately family, should never be "aww, eat some food and then you'll forget that I'm abusive."
Why does Encanto Grandma get so much shit when Coco Grandma doesn't???
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denniroma · 6 months
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El amor que siento por ti va más allá de la distancia
Va más allá de poder verte, de poder escucharte.
Va más allá de todo el tiempo que ha pasado y de lo que pueda sentir
El amor que siento por ti, va más allá de esta vida, y no lo ha detenido ni la misma muerte
Aunque ya no estás, te sigo extrañando cada día de mi vida. Honro tu existencia y todo lo que dejaste en mi 🕊️✨
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cbmagus49 · 2 years
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5 days ‘til the 10th anniversary!!
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Favourite Joke today! That’s a hell of a high bar for Gravity Falls, but this one always cracks me up ^^
@gf10yearslaterzine​
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Gravity Falls Headcanon: Abuelita Knew the Whole Time
By this, I mean Abuelita Rameriz knew that Stan wasn't the science man that lived in the woods.
How?
Because, Abuelita had actually met Stanford. Probably saw more of him than anyone else in Gravity Falls.
And how is that one would ask?
A young Abuelita (perhaps in her mid-30s in 1975) has heard of the science man living in the deep woods and with such a small community, she'd think that she'll see him around occasionally.
But then days, weeks, and months go by and Abuelita has yet to see this mystery man. Not even at the market for food.
She had asked around about the man and everyone she talked to had the same answer: That he is very seldom seen around and kept to himself.
Well, that won't do. Not to Abuelita. She was raised by immigrant parents and taught to help out however she can for the people around her.
And if this newcomer is this incredible genius, then he needs to eat to work his big brain.
So, while everyone else is a bit unnerved by the cabin in the woods, it didn't deter Abuelita while she made trips there to deliver meals to the science man. And that's all she did. She respected the man's privacy and did not ask to be let in (even when it rained or snowed). She could tell that the man (six-fingered, she eventually noticed from the numerous and short visits) very much kept to himself. Eventually, she'd just leave the food on the porch, sometimes leaving a note for him.
Things were fine...until late 1981. The food she left outside was untouched, piling up. She knew he was still alive because she noticed changes to the cabin itself over those last few weeks. Concerned for the man's wellbeing, Abuelita knocks on the door and is met with a disheveled look of a man who clearly hadn't slept for days with manic eyes. And armed with a crossbow.
A few words were exchanged and the man requested the woman to never come back to the cabin. Not before thanking her for all the food she brought over the years.
And Abuelita leaves, her thoughts on this science man and wondering what had happened.
So, come 1982 and suddenly this mystery man is giving out tours in his cabin. Curious, Abuelita goes to see what's up. She sees a man who looks strikingly similar to the science man, but there was one key difference.
He had five-fingers on each hand.
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sleeplessdreamer14 · 15 days
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I did a thingy. Use your own color codes and write stuff next to the lines. Example under the cut.
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Soos and Abuelita from Gravity Falls? 👉👈 I can totally see them being Catholic lolol
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Soos and Abuelita from Gravity Falls are Christian!
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jatcv · 3 months
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Today’s the fourth year since my great grandmother passed away
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I was listening to some music when I turned sad, remembering her…. It’s so hard not to cry out in public…. I miss her so much…. To amor a tu, Abuelita ❤️🙏😭
(Life seemed very hard right now with me….)
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honeymariejai · 6 months
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☠️🌺 Día de los Santos Difuntos! ☠️🌺• #Encanto
A portrait of the grandkids beloved Abuela! It was put up shortly after she passed away.
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catfindr · 1 year
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uselessalexis165 · 1 year
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made one for the generational trauma
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dragon-tidbits · 7 months
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Since halloween is already on our doorstep, even if it is 4 weeks, does Ana has a costume? Or does she just let more of her dragon side show in public?
Love your sketches^^ they are adorable and you are very talented^^
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Halloween has always been a favored holiday for the sole reason she is able to be herself without funny looks, candy is just a wonderful bonus. So she would happily use her more anthro form AND dress up!
Now when she learned that Gravity Falls celebrates the holiday TWICE... well how could you pass up that opportunity.
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gritos-reprimidos · 1 year
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De ti
La aleatoriedad de las veces en que me pierdo en tu recuerdo al día es como un balde de agua fría, cayendo en la cuenta de que ya no estás más. Te recuerdo en una palabra, en una comida, en un lugar o en un sonido; te recuerdo y el recuerdo se plasma en el presente pero mi mente decide mandarlo al olvido.
Si bien he aprendido a vivir sin lo cálido de tu voz, de tu risa y de tus abrazos constantes; no he aceptado el hecho de que te marchaste, ni cerrado la herida que dejaste.
No he hablado de ti desde que te fuiste. Que no se malentienda, hablo de ti todo el tiempo: de lo que me enseñaste, las anécdotas, los detalles e incluso de todo aquello que amabas y odiabas. Pero, ya sabes, no he hablado de ti desde que te fuiste. Y el dolor más grande es ese, no poder hablar aún sobre lo que eras para mí y lo que siento al no tenerte; porque te extraño, porque me cuesta y porque cada noche que mi mente se libra de distracciones intentando dormir, apareces tú en cada momento que recuerdo pero, ya no puedo revivir...
—B.C.H.G
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