“May I have this dance, your majesty?”
"I’m sorry, kind sir, but this ball is ladies’ choice." Elsa chirped happily. She nodded to her sister, who skipped to meet her on the dancefloor.
"M’lady." Anna curtsied and stretched out her hand. Elsa chuckled, taking the younger woman’s hand. She…
Finally saw Frozen...
All my thoughts during the movie:
About ten minutes into the movie:
.... No... Don't. Just Don't.
You're not going to ship this.
Fifteen minutes later:
Don't ship this... don't ship this.
Half way through:
Dear mother of god, try to fight the fangirl urge.
Twenty minutes until end:
Oh god, oh god, I so ship this.
Closing scene of movie:
I ship this, but they're sisters, so I shouldn't. BUT I DOOO.
End of move:
MUST FIND PEOPLE WHO SHIP THEM LIKE ME. Must... Find... Fanfiction </3
Ten minutes after movie is over:
I'm so weak, what's wrong with me? fangirling is my curse.
Me before Frozen:
I respect all ships, but I honestly don't see how people can ship incest ships. It's kinda gross.Me after Frozen:
Anna has always longed for a playmate.
So when she bursts into the master bedroom at four years old and asks her parents for a sister, the king and queen are not at all surprised.
The queen places a hand on her daughter’s shoulder and smiles apologetically.
“Anna…your father and I cannot give…
i’m sorry i’m trash but i totally thought this was where the movie was going……