Elsa + left-handed
Some studies have found that left-handed people tend to be more vulnerable to negative emotions such as depression and anger. They are more prone to fear. Their brain hemispheres have more symmetry than right-handed people, which explains why their skills are most randomized and less specified to either side of the brain.
So, how is this relevant to Elsa, you may ask? These facts more or less support the intense fear that Elsa experienced when Anna was hurt and when the prophecy was revealed to her—which led her to a life of isolation and loneliness. Elsa’s love and instinctive nature to protect Anna had made this even more difficult for her and this, in turn, had worsened her fear. Note that fear isn’t good for Elsa for this will only make her power uncontrollable and dangerous. It was also observed that Elsa’s susceptibility to experience fear had made her quick to anger when she was threatened.
This, and the other little details that were put into the film, have made me love the movie a whole lot more.
CROWLEY IS SO CUTE CROWLEY IS SO CUTE OMG HE’S THIS TOUGH GUY DEMON WHO DRESSES LIKE SOME KIND OF BAD BOY MOBSTER ROLLING DOWN THE STREETS OF FREAKING BRITAIN IN HIS OLD GRANDPA CAR QUEEN PLAYING AT FULL VOLUME WEARING SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT TRYING TO LOOK TOUGH AND HIS FAVORITE SHOW IS CANONICALLY GOLDEN GIRLS. CAN YOU IMAGINE??? HE’S SO CUTE I CAN’T
Just came across this awesome video of fan art by Javier César Niño. He’s covered pretty much the whole story and for some reason I haven’t yet come across any of this art anywhere else? Oh man, it’s worth watching.
Now that the reveal at the Good Omens Exchange is over, I proudly present to you:
A Day - Four times Crowley and Aziraphale are taken for a couple and one time they’re not. for Mozzarellaroses
With two entire day shifts and a slight extension I DID IT and it was so. much. fun. Also I’m super happy about how well received it was.
THE BABE WITH THE POWER
The power of Hoodoo
Remind me of the Babe!!
"And so the little lamb and his mama live happily ever after," the girl finished reading her story aloud to the creature beside her. Hopeful orbs of blue glistened as she cocked her head up at him. "Didya like that, Mister Boogey?"
No response from underneath the black coat. She frowned, teetering off her seat ever so slowly before her tiny feet reached the ground.
"Mister Boogey?" she asked again, gripping the corners of the dark trench coat. When nothing responded, she slowly peeled it open, revealing the coat rack on which he had been perched. Where had he gone?
The little girl shrunk back, upset that her friend had left without a word. She curled up in her chair, clutching the book tightly in case he came back to hear the rest of the tale. Suddenly, a soft wind blew through the empty room, but before she could turn to see what had caused it, she was swept up in darkness.
"Gotcha," the creature chuckled, cradling her close to him.
The child squeal with laughter most contagious, pleased of his return.
"I thought you left!" She gave a pout, looking up at his shadowy face.
"Why, my dear, I’d never leave you. I am your guardian after all, am I not?" The monster gave her a toothy smile. “And I will always be your Boogeyman.”