I don’t get why people say that Apple and Raven are switched at birth. Apple’s not mean at all, yet people are saying that she is mean and she’s the evil queen’s daughter. Thats doing EXACTLY what EAH’s message is telling us not to do : judging people by how their parents act. Raven may be nice, but Apple is nice too.
My little sister said I should not enjoy HTTYD, because they worship Norse gods. So to prove to her it is okay, please reblog if you are a Christian (or any other religion really) Dragon Fan.
for real yo why is there so much hate on jackunzel?? like yeah i love it and yeah i don’t like jelsa but i’m not going to tell people to stop?? i’m not going to get mad over it? ship what you want!!!! ship mojojojo and princess bubble gum for all i care!!!! it shouldn’t matter yo. i mean do what u want but i find it p stupid that people are putting all their time hating on a ship when they could be putting their time loving their ship!! calm down people 4 realz
Is it weird that I read all of that in the voice of Lumpy Space Princess?
Jackunzel Week: Day 6
The first time his arms encircled her shoulders with such intensity, she’d been startled, to say the least. Jack usually didn’t touch her a lot (something, she realized, he was still getting used to doing), so when she had been standing in front of her easel looking over a painting and felt him wrap his arms around her from behind, she couldn’t stop herself from jumping a bit.
At first she started to smile, thinking he was actually putting aside his discomfort to show her a loving gesture, but it didn’t take an instant to realize something was wrong. There was something terribly unsettling about the way he grasped her. It was too rough. Too…desperate. Much tighter than it should’ve been. His hands clutched the sleeves of his hoodie, turning his knuckles bone white. He laid his head on her shoulder and she could feel the soft wisps of his silvery hair tickling her cheek. But the thing that disturbed her the most was the fact that his arms were shaking. The tremor was slight, hardly there at all, but she noticed.
“Jack?” she ventured, trying to keep the panic from her voice. “Are you all right?”
She felt him take a shuddering breath and bury his face in her hair. “Yeah, I just…I just wanted to make sure you were here.”
Her brow wrinkled in confusion. “What do you mean? Of course I’m here.”
“I know, but…I needed to make sure that I could still…still touch you.”
Rapunzel blinked, trying to understand. Jack had never done anything like this before. Sure, he got sad sometimes, but he was never this…this serious. He seemed scared.
Which, in turn, was making her scared. “Is everything o—”
“Just tell me…tell me you won’t leave. Say you won’t stop believing in me.”
“Jack, you know I would never—”
His arms tightened around her shoulders. “Just say it. Please. I—I need to hear you say it.”
That was when she suddenly understood what this was about. Her heart melted in sympathy. She lifted her hands to rest on his arms. “I won’t, Jack. I’ll never stop believing. You won’t ever be invisible again. Not to me.” Then, on an impulse, she turned around so she was facing him and wrapped her arms around his back, pressing her cheek against his frosted chest. “I’ll always be here. Always. I promise. You don’t have to worry.”
His chest deflated as he exhaled heavily, his grip loosening a bit. A cold hand stroked her hair, but he remained silent.
Rapunzel rubbed gentle circles on his back, ignoring the chill from the fabric and focusing on comforting the spirit. “I’ll never leave you, Jack. I love you too much for that.”Rapunzel makes Jack feel safe.
If you haven’t read the books you have NO RIGHT to hate on Apple because you DO NOT KNOW THE FULL STORY!
PREACH. I mean, you can’t judge a person without knowing the full story. It’s like judging a movie without finishing it.