#queen merida

[fandomnerd9602]

Little Eleanor pulls at Y/N’s kilt…

Eleanor: Daddy! Daddy! Can I try out me bow?!

Y/N: (giggles) of course

Y/N nuzzles her…

Merida giggles to herself…

Merida: aye look at her. She’s beautiful

Y/N: she gets that from you. And look at you, miss ‘aye I never wish to marry’.

Merida: I would never marry anyone else. It’s you er nothing.

Merida grabs Y/N and kisses him softly…

Little Eleanor screams in delight as she hits a perfect bullseye…

[widowpunx]

the things I do when I can't sleep 😴😴😴

[hjbirthdaywishes]

September 9, 2024

Happy 39 Birthday to Amy Manson.

[wisps-n-woad]

⚔️🏹💙🩵💚🧡🤎❤️🏹⚔️

Whenever I start shipping a new couple

[canonically47]

actually all the disney princesses who don’t have a romantic interest are aromantic. yeah yep all of them. elsa, merida, mirabel, so forth, all of them are aromantic. you cannot escape the aro beam

[fandomnerd9602]

Merida straddles Y/N's lap on the throne...

The two share slow, loving kisses

Merida: mmm royalty has its perks.

Y/N: yes it does. I love you my fiery rose

Merida: I love ye too.

Queen Eleanor walks in...

Eleanor: Merida, have you seen my...

Merida:

Eleanor: i think i left it somewhere else.

[hjbirthdaywishes]

September 9, 2023

Happy 38 Birthday to Amy Manson.

[wisps-n-woad]

NO regrets

🏹🧡🩵🤎🏹⚔️

#SEND HELP I’M SHIPPING IT

[soranatus]

Mama Bears! 🐻 By Juanmao

[uselessalexis165]

i love you characters with similar qualities that get criticized more just for being women

[bishopsbelova]

My type:

Women with bows and arrows

[wisps-n-woad]

🧡🩵Love this💙🤎

You put your arms around me and I’m home

[chess-blackmyre]

People who have NEVER seen Once Upon a Time, tell me which of these plot points you think I’m lying about.

[frostandspirits]

Elsa: That's ridiculous Jack does not have a crush on me

Anna: Yes he does

Eugene: Yes he does

Hiccup: Yes he does

Kristoff: Yes he does

Merida: Yes he does

Rapunzel: Yes he does

Jack: Yes I do

[disneyllect]

[wisps-n-woad]

🩵🧡🐈‍⬛🤎💙

i know you don’t know the ship, so you don’t have to read it(in fact it will probably be odd and strange if you didn’t watch the exactly two episodes of once upon a time brave was in) but thanks for the prompt @funnefatale

prompt: one of them brings home a black cat

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bad luck

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The kittens had been either abandoned by their mother in the stables, or the mother had died that particularly cold winter, but Merida had a kind heart and brought them into the castle, and ignored any chattering and teasing about Merida getting soft. The funniest reactions were from the council room, when she brought one of the kittens, the smallest and most sickly, when a room full of grown men through an entire fit over their queen bringing a black cat into a meeting.

“He’s a wee chit–a bairn. He’s no harm t’ anybody.” She laughed as one of the elder lairds physically jumped at the sight of it.

“A black cat!” He yelped, alarmed. “T’is bad luck!”

“Ye are a Laird of the highlands, a warrior, and a part of the council. Wouldnae think ye’d be scair’t of a wee cat.” Merida mused, raising an eyebrow.

“Ye’ve brought an omen of ill into a war room my Queen,” Another laird murmured.

Merida rolled her eyes, turning to Macintosh, hoping for a voice of reason. She was surprised to see that even he looked a bit wary, though he hadn’t said anything yet.

“Laird Macintosh, come ‘ere.” She said, crooking her finger at him. He glared at her, feeling like she was about to make an example of him. She smiled sweetly, he was right of course, but he wouldn’t dare not take a direct order from his Queen, especially not in front of the council. He stood and moved solemnly toward her.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him once again. “Macintosh, hold out ye’re hand.”

He obliged but he was still glaring daggers at her, she gently placed the small kitten into his hands, cupping his hand and guiding him to give it some scritches under its little chin. The black kitten began to purr so loudly, she knew the whole hall could hear it.

“Now,” She said, smiling, “look at him, what a dark omen, aye? I ken he’s very big and scary, he might even claw ye’re eyes righ’ out.”

She hadn’t realized her hand was lingering on his until his very blue gray eyes landed on hers and she felt her heart constrict.

“Aye,” He said softly, turning away from her as she dropped her hand abruptly, “T’is jus’ a wee cat, can we get on with the meetin’ now?”

Merida found it hard to concentrate on the meeting after that, not just because of the kitten and the murmuring lairds.