Lots-o’-Huggin bear from Toy Story 3 was originally meant to appear in the first film but the technology needed to animate his fur did not yet exist. This is what the animation team could create at the time:

And this is what they could create in 2010, 15 years later:

It’s safe to say they’ve come pretty far. For more movie facts and trivia follow movie


its my dream that when hawke gives fenris reading lessons he breaks out his treasure trove of awful romance novels that he collects 4 secret reasons and they read them together. its how they bond. Marriage

isabela tackling fenris and blowing raspberries on his stomach when he gets grumpy

anders teaching bethany new spells and bethany reminding anders how a soft touch and a gentle smile feel

merrill opening her door early one morning to find a pile of colorful wildflowers spilling over the threshold

aveline and donnic sparring and ending up wrestling on the floor, laughing so hard tears stream from their eyes

isabela writing rivaini poetry on bethany’s back by flickering candlelight in the hawke estate

sebastian’s fingers twining with fenris’s as they practice archery in the chantry courtyard

varric slipping anonymous letters under the doors of each of the companions, with compliments or recognitions of little things they do to help the city — things that might be ignored because they happen in hawke’s shadow

— and, one day, finding a handful of anonymous letters pushed under his own door

non-hawke relationships (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧


so remember the college +  monster energy + coffee thing

and then someone said to pick an otp

That was it.

That was the single oddest occurrence he had ever come across.

Or, she, technically.

"I’m going to die," she’d proclaimed after unceremoniously emptying an energy drink into her coffee. 

The weirdest thing was, well, he thought she looked unfairly beautiful. She was blonde, with an extremely messy braid, dark circles under her eyes, and semi-ragged clothing—and he thought she was pretty right then and there.

"You might," he blurted out. "Don’t worry, I’ll tell the prof if you go missing next week."

She turned to him. She looked lost, for the most part. ”Do I know you?”

"Uh," Hiccup said unintelligently. "No. I usually sit at the back. But it’s, y’know, empty today."

She looked over her shoulder. The small classroom seemed infinitely larger than previous weeks; he was right, the seats were mostly empty, most likely due to the virus being spread around the school. Or because they were both an hour early to class.

…Or maybe because it was the week before winter break.

"Oh. You’re A+ Sketchbook Guy, right?"

Hiccup squinted. ”I guess?”

"Cool," the blonde replied, holding out her hand lazily. "I’m Astrid. AKA About To Die From Caffeine Overdose. I usually make friends with good ol’ painful physical contact, but I have literally no energy to try anything at this specific moment."

"That’s great, then. I’d probably break," he said, shaking her hand. "I’m Hiccup."

She hiccuped as if on cue. ”Like that?”


She leaned back on her seat. ”You know that’s weird right?”



Silence. Then:

"So when’s our date, huh?"

"Uh," Hiccup coughed out, surprised. "Our what now?"

Astrid laughed. ”I’m tired, not stupid. You stare like a lost puppy.”

Hiccup opened and closed his mouth in several attempts at regaining his honor. He failed.

She waved her hand dismissively, leaning her head back and assuming a semi-sleeping position. ”Look, we’re both way beyond the awkward high school phase, and I’m gonna go try and snooze for a bit, so if you don’t tell me when and where in the next ten seconds, you’ve basically lost your shot.”

"Raven’s Point tomorrow night?" he blurted out

She responded by tossing a crumpled piece of paper at him—how he hadn’t noticed her scribble her number on it during their conversation was beyond him.


“How do you feel?”

“Weird—but to be honest, I’m not sure about anything anymore.”

“Anything like what?

“I just feel so strange you know? I’m packing and I don’t even know why. I mean, I haven’t even looked at any places online yet.”

“Oh. I thought—”

“Athena, I don’t know if I can. I feel so stupid for even talking to him at all let alone move in with him.”

“But you still love him, and you guys are working it out right?”

“I know it may not be something you want but it might be best for right now considering the little munchkin that’s on the way.”

“—I don’t know. I’m so goddamn confused.”