Merida DunBroch has a fiery, independent spirit as untamed as her flaming red hair. Yet, the love she holds for her friends, family, and home can out rival any passionate outburst this princess can throw.
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- "You took our relationship too seriously."
- "I’m going to die soon. I always knew."
- "You’re going to die soon and I won’t stop it."
- "I found someone else that’s better for me."
- "We were kidding ourselves all along."
- "I found the note you left."
- "I loved the person you used…
“The biggest single creative challange was making sure we didn’t make six different movies as we have six main characters—each with their own world, secondary characters, attributes, effects, and story. We found a way to create one whole world for all of them to live in with a common visual language, camera style, and lighting style.”
Nancy Bernstein, producer.
Jackson laughed into his drink as she took a sip and burned her tongue.
"Wow," he chuckled. "Really unroyal." he joked as he continued to laugh lightly.
He placed down his drink as continue to be interested. “So then? You don’t enjoy being a princess?”, he asked. “What exactly do you do everyday when you’re home?”
"Like ye have any manners yerself," Merida retorted playfully. She wiped the cider off her lips with her sleeve.
She pondered at his question for a moment. No one’s ever really asked her if she liked being a princess before. It was just who she was, and always will be no matter whether she liked it or not.
"Ah ne’er really asked," Merida admitted. "It’s just…always been part of who Ah am. Ah don’t always like what it entails, but that’s part of having responsibilities, yes?"
Merida groaned. “When Ah’m at home it’s lessons all day. Ye know, stuff like geography, calligraphy, speech and so one so forth. Stuff that Ah will need once Ah’m Queen.” Merida slurped the last of her cider. “When Ah have free days thought, it’s another story. Ah go ride on mah horse Angus into the woods. Ah shoot arrows all day, and climb dangerous cliffs. Mah mum doesn’t always approve, but Ah love it. When the sun rises or sets, ye can literally see everything glowing. It’s beautiful, and Ah wouldn’t miss it fer the world.”
Her demeanor then turned a bit somber. “Of course, once Ah’m Queen, that’ll all beh over.”
She shook her head and recovered the smile back on her features. “Enough about mah boring life, let’s get to yers. Are ye sure yer not just some prince escaping his duties?” She teased.
Jackson listened intently as she spoke. She seemed to be much happier whenever she was off duty. He took a small sip from his cider before responding.
"No, I’m definitely not a prince," he said with a light chuckle. He grinned,"But it’s nice to know that you think I am.", he joked.
He glanced at her before looking down at the cup of cider in his hands. “I’m just an ordinary villager with a sister who loves to stuff her face with sweets.”
Merida rolled her eyes, but laughed. “Ye really have a high opinion of yerself.”
Merida smiled gently at him. “Ah’m sure yer anything but ordinary. Any other person would have walked away from th’ moment they find out Ah’m royalty. They get too intimated, which Ah don’t understand.”
"Ah have three younger brothers," Merida said affectionately. "Wee devils more like. They can get away with murder! How old is she? What’s it like having a sister? Is she at home right now?"
Merida loved her brothers to death; she would do almost anything for them. Sometimes though, she wished she had the companionship of another girl.
THE WORST PART OF HAVING CURLY HAIR IS WHEN PEOPLE ASK IF YOU HAVE BRUSHED YOUR HAIR LIKE NO I FUCKING HAVEN’T BECAUSE IF I DO THAT I WILL POOF UP AND LOOK LIKE A FUCKING CLOUD SO WOULD YOU RATHER WALK AROUND WITH A FUCKING CLOUD HEAD OR WITH PRETTY CURLS SHUT THE FUCK UP AND EAT YOUR STRAW HAIR
i can’t stop reblogging this because it is the best
wait a minute is that rapunzel in the second gif
hoLD THE FUCK UP
IT IS RAPUNZEL AND FLYN
"No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite."
~ Nelson Mandela
Hiccup nodded his head, “Nice! I’ve shot an arrow a few times. Didn’t really go well…”, he rubbed the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly.
Toothless had built up a pile of raw salmon, and had now begun to encourage himself.
"Pig!" Hiccup burst out laughing and he turned toward Merida.
"That’s pretty impressive though! I never thought anyone could go fishing with an bow and arrow. Definitely a good skill to have." He grinned at her, and looked at the salmon, "We should start a fire."
"Ah can teach ye after!" Merida enthusiastically said, waving her own fish around. "Ah’m a great teacher."
She laughed along with Hiccup as she saw Toothless begin to engorge himself with fresh salmon. “Ah guess Atlantic Cod wasn’t necessary.”
She nodded in agreement. “Ah can collect the wood real quick. Ah know where to get all the best twigs.”
They had a fire going on in no time. While they waited, Merida told Hiccup of the time she and her mum came to the same river, while her mum was still a bear.
"Ye should have seen it!" Merida couldn’t stop giggling. "Ah ended op falling into the water though, and mah mum just laughed, or uh, growled? Ah don’t know how to describe a bear laughing."
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