Mood: Waiting When Jess Will Get To Play Anna Of Cleves In SIX So We Can All Claim That Luisa Is Canonically

Mood: Waiting when Jess will get to play Anna of Cleves in SIX so we can all claim that Luisa is canonically Anna of Cleves

Reading comments of pro-ruzziand that came in Crimean channels supporting Ukraine and now trying to prove something, utterly ridiculing themselves in the process is gotta be my favourite type of entertaintment

Marcelat Sakobi of Democratic Republic of Congo, at the end of the women’s round of 32 boxing match against Uzbekistan's Sitora Turdibekova, made a strong gesture to raise awareness of the ongoing genocide in the DR Congo by placing her hand in front of her mouth and pointing two fingers at her temple.

Resources for Congo:

Friends of Congo

Panzi Foundation

War Child

CammeDRCongo

Genocide Watch

A guide to the decades-long conflict in DR Congo

Democratic Republic of the Congo: Industrial mining of cobalt and copper for rechargeable batteries is leading to grievous human rights abuses.

An explanation thread from 2019.

Books on Congo.

Feel free to let me know of other resources to add.

It's just that everyone else is too small

The fact that Luisa was tall wasn't a big secret. But, uh... usually she wasn't this tall.

Not like she has any problems with it tho

At first, Luisa didn't feel anything strange. Her powers came back after the rebuilding, stronger than even before. Filling up her muscles with solid metal energy. Just now, Luisa could finally realize how much she missed it. As if a part of her that was ripped out by the brute force, leaving neomg a gaping hole returned to its legal place.

It took a couple of days before things became strange. When the doorways were getting smaller and leaner. Extent of which Luisa didn't realized to the full extent. Blaming her mind for playing tricks.

Mirabel was the first one to notice. Of course, observant as a smart cat, with big eyes always looking for clues. Maybe to even worrying extent now. "Luisa, you look... bigger." She muttered, as the middle child cuddled her sister in her arms. Looking up, still tensed from worry. Ah, sweet girl, there's no cracks, Luisa made sure about it back at the rebuilding.

Isabela rolled her eyes, chuckling against the door. "Luisa always looks bigger if you didn't notice, sis."

Yes, Luisa was towering over everyone in the village for years now. This wasn't a big secret that for the most part everyone looked small next to her. And it was ever more evident if she talked about her tiny baby sister who was smaller than almost any adult Luisa saw.

"Well, maybe I have an unexpected growth splash in my twenties!" Luisa laughed, lifting Mirabel in the air.

It took a bit more time for the others, including Luisa to realize that something was really off. If she felt that doorways were strangely small before, now she straight up couldn't enter them standing in full height. Her different belongings, clothes, plate, or heavy dumbells were getting bigger too. Forks looked more and more like flagile toys between her fingers rather than something useful. As Luisa grew over ten sentimetres of her previous height, the idea of just getting a late chart of growing became less normal. Tía Pepa had said that she was drowing until she was twenty once before. But it was barely a centimeter during the last three years of this. And Luisa was adding height to her already big frame too fast to be concidered normal.

"You are really growing, Lulu," Agustín noted, fixing his glasses. Not like it was something he needed to say. Even if her family didn't say it much, it was obvious Luisa's strange size was too much even to her normal standards. "We need to get you to the seamstress before you ran out of clothes."

"I think it's growing with me." Luisa shrugged, looking at the confused looks of her family. Of course, her being even more of a giant was possible to explain by genetic. Inanimare objects hovewer weren't the same. By logic, her clothes should've been too tight for long time at this moment. But everything was just as comfortable as it was back when Luisa only got her gift back. And, thinking about it, the magic became way stronger after the rebuilding too.

By the end of the year, Luisa wasn't just tall. Her entire height was almost as tall as Casita. A freaking house. The magic had made a separate building next to it, which lied all the way to the mountains. This was strange. Her family now looked like little kittens compared to her. Encanto felt like a childing playground with the little ants running inside of it. And Luisa had to admit she found it strangely comfortable. Aleays looking over everyone with a guardian eye. Everyone was so funny down here. And, oh, family meals now were something. Outside, it usually contained Luisa sitting nearby with a plate in her hand. Because, well, ths table now could as well be a backless stool. Except for the fact that it was too small to be one. And inside meals were spent at Luisa. And damn, her family was hilariously bug-like on a stupidly big towers of books placed against the table.

But Luisa also had to admit, she couldn't really fit anywhere anymore. Literally. Her height did cause problems sometimes even before, but just rarely. Separate outbildings sometimes were too small, usually old ones, which were made before Luisa's birth. Right now, aside from her new house, there was no way these tiny toy doors would allow her to enter buldings half of her size. And she had to be careful too. The fact that it wasn't immediate growth helped her, but Luisa still preferred to be aware of what was underneath her feet. Abuelo knows she would merge somebody with the ground if she stepped on them by accident. And it was better to spent an addictional second to check the street than deal with very likely a lethal accident.

And chores... Oh, the same amount than was breaking her before the magic have died now was nothing. Even those tasks that Luisa had promised to never do because of how long and unnecessary they were. Collect the donkeys? She barely had to move from the place where she stood. Reroute the river? Just one finger and it's done. And, maybe she caused an earthquake once, but who didn't? It seemed pretty normal for her. So now all this was free time left. (And if somebody was too annoying, Luisa could always gently put them on the opposite side of Encanto )

"This is so damn unfair!" Isabela pouted her lips, sitting next to Luisa's feet. Her voice so far away. But audible enough to know. "You were, like, ernomous. Why the hell did you decide to make yourself fucking giant?"

"Aww," Luisa babbled, mockind her sister, placing her to sit on her palm. "Is my hermanita jealous?" The opposite finger gently bumped Isabela's belly.

"Go to hell, oversized Ladder." Isabela smirked, grabbing a big finger. Probably tight, but Luisa could be held by a dragonfly with the same effect. Not like it would really work even if Luisa was her normal height, but at least Isabela had a chance to something bigger than this.

And if Luisa wanted, she could always just pick up Mirabel and held her tiniest sister inside her palms like a jewerly. Or place on her shoulder in a little parrot speaking next to her while emboidering. Apparently, being held inside warm space where nothing could hurt you was a good way to deal with anxiety.

"It's been three hours," Mirabel groaned, looking between the fingers. "I am fine, please..."

"Nope." Luisa pat her head. "I still wanna hold you for a bit longer."

Oh right. Charts again