My opinion on ROTBTD relationships is this
Jack: I'm all for Hijack but I will be a Hicstrid shipper through and through. I like having Jack being single, just because the whole angst of immortal X mortal isn't my thing.
Hiccup: ^^^
Merida: she's single and will stay that way. That was the whole premise of her character at least in my opinion. You do you tho
Rapunzel: Rapunzel belongs with Flynn but I'm not opposed to a little Merizel but yeah I prefer the canon ship on this one. Which is unheard of for me lol
Oh also slightly unpopular/controversial opinion but I don't think frozen is part of the big four and I don't mind the crossover of ROTBTD with Frozen but I prefer it without. Frozen was good while it lasted but leave me to my og childhood
Tell me about you ships :)
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Jackunzel Month
Week 1 - The Artist and the Muse
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You hide your eyes behind the shades
Your stroke can make the climate change
Your art should see the light of day (you and me a masterpiece)
You never let your colors show
Lose your face when we get close
Iโve seen you paint, nobody knows (you and me a masterpiece)
Youโve got an artist inside you
Come drown in my navy blue
Tonight let the artist inside me be you
Baby paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the pallet, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
You make me Scream in Starry Nights
The golden kiss, mysterious smile
You never let the paint run dry (you and me a masterpiece)
Iโm standing pose for your design
Your fingertips, they reach for mine
Letโs make a mess and cross the line (you and me a masterpiece)
You've got an artist inside you
Come drown in my navy blue
Tonight let the artist inside me be you
Baby paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the pallet, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Baby paint me like a canvas
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress
Drip your brush into the pallet
And make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Baby, paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the palette, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
***
People always ask her at art shows where she gets her inspiration. Come spring, the assortment of pieces she's pumped out during the darker months never fails to amaze.
Streetlights shining through blizzard flurries. Ice on early April buds. Peach, rose, and lavender sunsets through snow-filled clouds. White-topped pine forests so mesmerizing that you can practically feel the stillness and silence of the winter.
Every time, Rapunzel smiles mysteriously and cites another artist.
"He's...underappreciated. His work hasn't ever had its day in the sun. But I've seen the best of it."
She always straightens proudly at the last part. And her customers can't help but be jealous that she gets to see this mysterious obscure talent apparently hidden from the rest of the world.
It has to be hidden, or else Rapunzel's work wouldn't be so uniquely spectacular. More people would paint even the coldest and bleakest of winter nights--even with no holiday lights to shine through the darkness.
"What's their name?" people always ask, hoping to investigate the esoteric artist themselves.
"Jack Frost."
And they laugh, because they think she's just being poetic. Taking inspiration from the fabled creator of ice patterns on morning windows and vast, quiet snowscapes.
If only they could see the white-haired boy just above them, perched on a nearby lamppost and chuckling to himself. Invisible to all the world except the artists who see beauty in his work.
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HIHI I'M SO SORRY I'M LATE
Heh, you didn't really think I'd forgotten Jackunzel month, did you??? Had a lot on my plate these last couple months but by GOD am I gonna pull through for my children!!! I've been making them November content for 3 years straight and I ain't about to stop now!!!
Anyways this song popped up on my spotify and I was like oh huh. Yeah that's a Jackunzel song all right. And then this happened!
I feel like it could be from both of their POVs, btw! Like Rapunzel is the one we think of as the artist, but Jack kinda is, too--just look what he can do with snow and frost! Art that never sees the light of day indeed ;_____; And "your stroke can make the climate change" like??? Literally Jack??? Also love the idea of him doing little frost designs on her skin and clothes ;_____; Just little reminders of her mans she can carry around for a while before they melt! Especially in the summertime, when she could really use it!!!
But "come drown in my navy blue" is very Jack @ Rapunzel, too. And Punz definitely has a golden kiss and mysterious smile akdjsuilkh
Depending on how you interpret these two and their relationship, you can pretend some of the, er...spicier implications of this song are a metaphor for like. Deep conversations and enthusiastic cuddling if you like XD
Can you imagine Rapunzel actually painting in her bed and getting acrylic all over her blankets and insisting it gives them character??? Shit would be hilarious. Jack would also thoroughly approve of the chaotic and general unhinged nature of it all ajshdksgd
I missed them!!! God, it's been too long!!!
As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request :3
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