when your teacher gossips about other teachers
WHY DON’T WE EVER TALK ABOUT HOW PRETTY ANNA IS
#her looks are overlooked all the time to elsa#bc elsa has all these sultry scenes#but anna has this beuatiful natural beauty to her#she’s not wearing any makeup i don’t think#anna is just a beautifully genuine girl#she doesn’t hold back her opinions or words#she tells it like it is#unlike elsa who remains poised and silent#it’s a lovely contrast really and tbh anna’s character is so underapreciated#i love elsa don’t get me wrong#but anna is always reffered to as ‘cute’#and though she certainly is adorable#let’s not overlook truly beautiful and wonderful her character is#rustica;
This scene brings about one of the many reasons why I love Tarzan. Even after Clayton had betrayed him, imprisoned his family in cages, and shot Kerchak, Tarzan still showed forgiveness. Tarzan did not kill Clayton. The jungle, a world “blessed with love”, ultimately brought upon Clayton’s death.
I never notices Clayton’s shadow, I always concentrated on Tarzan and the blade. But it gives me the chills when I watch it.
I have only seen this movie once, when I was about 11 or so - I was a morbid kid, and noticed the shadow right off the bat, and was amazed (still am) that a Disney film actually went there explicitly, rather than just implying the death.
DAMN DISNEY YOU SCARY.
I really loved Tarzan as a kid and still do but shit this scene scared the hell out of me you have no idea.
HOLY FUCKING DICK POPSICLES THERE’S A SHADOW THERE
I had to rewatch this gifset so many times
I didn’t notice till I was like 14 and it gave me chills
Is everyone forgetting that they straight up showed Tarzan’s dead parents.
I point at the shadow and his parents’ bodies to everyone who sees this movie with me
I CLEARLY HAVEN’T SEEN THIS MOVIE IN A REALLY LONG TIME
I love when Disney does stuff like this.
“Why? You`re beautiful. You… you`re strong. You`re full of light. I enjoy you.”
Good reminder that every expert started out as an amateur
Klaroline rule: reblog this whenever it comes on your dash.
So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.