Get This The "its Wednesday My Dudes" Vine But It's Lydia Holding Up Wednesday Lion King Style And Screaming

get this– the "its Wednesday my dudes" vine but it's Lydia holding up Wednesday lion King style and screaming and Wednesday is kinda like "wtf".

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I really would’ve liked if Bella had a special interest in history and fashion and antiques cause like imagine the Cullens don’t get discovered by solely because of Edward but because Bella notices shit about their clothes and how they talk and is like “huh.” And also I think the Cullens forgetting how time works since they’re immortal and don’t sleep is just a funny concept

- she’s like “hey Edward does your family go antiquing” and he’s like “uh no why do you ask” “oh it’s just your sister Rosalie’s broach is from the 1957 spring collection of-”

- “why is your edition of Macbeth from 1911?”

- “does it bother you that your brother Jasper calls it the war of northern aggression like wtf is that”

- “yknow Emmett asked me if Charlie was a soldier in World War II”

- “Alice just asked me if I watch I Love Lucy on the tube? Is she being ironic?”

- “Ever notice how your dad says thou sometimes?” And “When I was at the hospital I saw him cross ‘hysteria’ out of my patient notes”

- “your mom must really like Gibson girl updos, she’s always sporting one at the store”

- “I’m like sixty percent the sweater you’re wearing was dyed using arsenic”

Hello again I have an idea. I am almost positive that baby Aulia would climb in her moms’ bed almost every night even after Raya and Namaari put her back in her crib.

Absolutely correct:

Raya, gently setting Aulia down in her crib: goodnight, tiny person. I love you *kisses her cheek and walks to her room*

Namaari, already laying in bed: hey, dep la. You put our girl down for the night?

Raya, flopping herself on top of Namaari: mhmmm. She’s all snuggled up in the crib

Namaari, yawning: perfect. We should get to bed ourselves. We had a long day today and it’s gonna be an even longer one tomorrow

Raya, pulling the covers over her head: noooooooo! Being a princess sucks

Namaari, laughing and also going beneath the covers to kiss her cheek: I know, I know. It’s the price we must pay for making sure our lands don’t kill each other

Raya, grumbling and cuddling into Namaari: it still sucks

Namaari, wrapping an arm around her: it sucks a little less with you next to me

Raya, blushing: awwww you have such a crush on me

Namaari, rolling her eyes: we’re in a relationship and we have a kid together

Raya: that just proved me point

Namaari, scoffing: go to bed bed, loser

Raya, closing her eyes: night, loser

*several hours later*

Raya, waking up and feeling a weight on her: hey Namaari, what are you- *sees Aulia casually sitting in her stomach*

Namaari, slowly waking up: hmm? What’s happening? Oh, what’s Aulia doing here?

Raya, groaning: I have no idea. She must have escaped her crib somehow. Heh, my little escape artist. You get it from me

Namaari, sighing: why must you give our daughter bad habits?

Raya: we need to keep you on your toes! It’s giving you some spontaneity!

Namaari, kissing both of their foreheads: being part of this family is very stressful but I love every second of it

barbie and friday the 13th

Them because Benja is a supportive father:

Raya, nine years old and visibly upset: Ba! Why are boys so mean?

Benja, immediately going into protective dad mode: is some binturi picking on my dewdrop?

Raya, frustrated: yes! One of the kids I have lessons with has been such a jerk! He keeps pulling my hair and throws sticks at me!

Elder, who was working with Benja at the time: awww! That must mean he likes you-

Benja, slapping a hand over the elder’s mouth: shut up that’s a terrible message to send to my impressionable child. Dewdrop, if a boy is mean to you it means he has not felt the crushing sting of defeat or discipline from his parents

Raya: then what do I do?

Benja, now shoving the elder away: alright, I don’t like condoning violence but this may have to be an exception. Next time he’s being mean, tell him to stop. If that doesn’t work, tell the instructor. If it still doesn’t work, you know what to do

Raya, nodding: I understand completely

Elder: I have a feeling this boy is in danger

*the next day*

Instructor, marching up to Benja: Chief! You must teach your daughter how to play nice with others! She threw dirt in a boy’s eyes!

Benja, smiling in content: ah, she’s so smart using the land’s resources in her favor! I taught her well