i don't speak bear

[victoria-pedretti]

DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023) Track 10: Rock 'n' Roll Suicide

[namtan]

UNDER THE SILVER LAKE (2018) DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023)

[queencfharts]

“And will go do something about that bloody sun! I can’t sit five minutes without it streaming in and rotting out my retinas. Do I not have enough to deal with? Get. It. Sorted," Lorelai punctuated as the world's worst headache continued to erupt under her furious eyebrows. She'd been forced outside her building for the time being if only for the shade. Or the air. Although, come to think of it... Both were starting to get on her nerves now too. "Fucking hell."

@happieststarters

[itsmeridadunbroch]

queencfharts​:

“And will go do something about that bloody sun! I can’t sit five minutes without it streaming in and rotting out my retinas. Do I not have enough to deal with? Get. It. Sorted,“ Lorelai punctuated as the world’s worst headache continued to erupt under her furious eyebrows. She’d been forced outside her building for the time being if only for the shade. Or the air. Although, come to think of it… Both were starting to get on her nerves now too. ”Fucking hell.“

@happieststarters

-

“woahwoahwoaaaaah, lady hart. chill, we’re all good. though as a scottish person, i commend your swearing.” she smiled and offered her a glass of wine. “we’ve got the covers coming out and that’ll help keep you shielded from the sun.”

[but-theylovehim]

"You see, the thing is---," Travis took their free hand in his- "Death cannot stop true love, it can only delay it a while." Then with a grin, he held his arms out in a 'ta da!' fashion. "Get it?" @happieststarters

[itsmeridadunbroch]

but-theylovehim​:

“You see, the thing is—,” Travis took their free hand in his- “Death cannot stop true love, it can only delay it a while.” Then with a grin, he held his arms out in a ‘ta da!’ fashion. “Get it?” @happieststarters

- 

“are you always this dramatic?” she asked with a smirk “i dig it, keep rolling on westley” 

[itsmeridadunbroch]

#mysticwoodsmasquerade

merida dunbroch

[narliee]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 1.05, “Never Kill a Boy on the First Date”

[itsmeridadunbroch]

daisies-n-ducks​:

Daisy didn’t feel quite drunk yet, but she was well on her way. It was evident by the fact that she didn’t even break in her speech when the girl turned away from her. “Listen, I grew up in Hollywood and let me tell you, I’ve met far more interesting people here than I ever did there. This place is and always has been weird - that’s all I’m saying.”

-

merida could one hundred percent agree with daisy “oh yeah, people are weird as fuck around here and it’s amazing. life is far more interesting here than elsewhere. there’s never a dull moment in this town and everyone is always game for everything. hollywood is out and hollow is in” 

[itsmeridadunbroch]

tj-detweiler​:

-

“ouch, do you always have to use that bluntness with me? it always sounds way harsher in that accent of yours. i thought we were buddies” he pouted, disappointed he wasn’t getting the sympathy he was looking for. “if i tell her, she’ll tell me to fuck off”

-

“we are buddies, teej. which is why i’m not going to lie to your or sugarcoat things. you need to sort this out. all this pining can’t be healthy for you” merida pointed out, taking a sip of her drink from her straw “then if she tells you to fuck off, you have to respect that and you can also move on”

[itsmeridadunbroch]

tate-polecat​:

-

“eh…i’m fine…drinking wine?” he responded trying to rhyme along with her. “yeah that’s works for me. the garage will be open from ten onwards and we’re open until six tomorrow. but also the mention of a long lie and a breakfast has made me hungry and long for my bed now, so thanks for that.”

- 

“good for you” she grinned at both his rhyming style and his drink of choice. “we’re here for a good time, not a long time, tate. enjoy that long lie and huge breakfast. hey, how’s pepé doing? i love that little guy.”

[hejihra]

Riley Keough for Who What Wear

[662244]

big heart but very low tolerance for bullshit

[itsmeridadunbroch]

tate-polecat​:

-

tootles only came here to tell merida that she could pick up her truck that she had asked him to take a look at. how the hell did he get roped into a night out? this wasn’t the plan? he’d been trying to tell her for the past half an hour but she was always in conversation. 

“oh, uh, i came to tell you that your truck is ready to be picked up.”

-

“tootly-doo, how the hell are you?” she smiled, taking a sip from the orange straw in her drink. merida nodded away at him informing her that her truck was ready for pick up “perfect. i’ll bring by the cash and pick it up from you tomorrow after i have a long lie and a breakfast that will render me sleepy afterwards. does that sound good to you?”

[thoughtkick]

“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”

— j. iron word

[dailyflicks]

THE PRINCESS DIARIES 2: THE ROYAL ENGAGEMENT (2004) Dir. Garry Marshall

[itsmeridadunbroch]

tj-detweiler​:

-

tj was well and truly drowning out his feelings. he was downing drink after drink like his life depended on it and it wasn’t long until he was off being the ever dramatic social butterfly that he is. 

“meridaaaaaa” he slurred, sliding his way over the bar “hey, how are you girl?”

-

merida let out a sigh when she saw the familiar face that frequented the bar “i’m good. let me guess, drowning out your feelings again?” that much was obvious “c’mon teej, it’s getting a bit much isn’t it? just tell her how you feel. rip the band aid off”

[forgetmcnotts]

[itsmeridadunbroch]

ralph-wreczycki​:

–

By the time Merida turned back, the person who she had been talking to had absconded from their seat, seemingly going to greet a friend who had just entered the bar. The empty stool revealed the person who was sitting on the other side of them, a burly man with a beer bottle in his hand.

“Oof. Looks like your conversation wasn’t that interesting. Or maybe they just couldn’t understand your accent,” he commented, taking a big sip of his drink. Ralph had long given up trying to make nice with Merida, who was the bane of existence every time he had a job that required him to take down a tree. It probably wasn’t a good idea to poke the bear, but he was far too many drinks in to care.

-

when she turned around to the empty chair, she shrugged and was about to move to another portion of the group to continue chatting.

here he was, her nemesis. 

“don’t you have some nature to destroy?” she shot back, her scottish accent doing no favours at squashing his jibe about her accent. “or have you ruined enough of our natural resources and are just here to ruin my mood” The two were forever at loggerheads in their line of work.