queen elinor

  • Me: I'm fine
  • Me, internally: It pisses me off that Western media and radical modern feminism often portray motherhood as a weakness because like exCUSE ME but have you ever heard the expression "mama bear" it exists for a damn good reason like God help you if you cross a good mom and her kids she will go APESHIT if anyone threatens her family and she will literally sacrifice everything and probably fight to the death for them if she had to like please explain to me how that is an example of "weakness" if you ask me that's actually the epitome of true badassery right there I mean give me that shit over an emotionally stunted "tough girl" stereotype any day

The last person Merida ever expected to be drift compatible with was her mother. Growing up they had a lot of disputes about… well about pretty much everything. Elinor had a very strict idea of what her daughter should be doing and should not be doing and absolutely about where she should be going during the days while she and her husband went off on missions.

But when her father lost his leg and decided to go into early retirement she stepped up to the plate and found just what an amazing team she and her mother could make. Fergus coaches from the sidelines, but honestly the ladies know what they are doing and use their expertise in range weapons to protect the coasts in their Jaeger (Ursa Major) 

7/?? of my Disney Jaeger Pilot Series 


Brave (2012)

Rachel Hurd Wood as Merida
Paige Turco as Queen Elinor
Kristofer Hivju as King Fergus

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okay listen here kids i was watching Brave today with my sister and you know what? we talk so much about Merida and how independent she was and she don’t need no man and i love having those discussions okay? Merida is everything to me.

BUT F A M let’s talk about Queen fucking Elinor for a god damn moment okay? okay good.

  • we all know that Elinor can hold her own against FOUR bickering and rambunctious lords of Scotland like she literally silences them with a look and drags them all back into order
    • like she literally just had to walk at a leisurely pace and the god damn sea of chaos in the Great Hall parted like the god damn Red Sea
  • Elinor is sharp with words and sharp of mind and no one would dare cross her
  • even when Elinor was the one in danger after being turned into a bear she still did her best to protect her kids and keep them in line
    • exhibit A: she fucking took down MOR’DU by smashing his ass into a ROCK PILLAR until it FELL ON TOP OF HIM
  • now
  • please imagine a couple years later there are new lords presenting themselves before King Fergus and Queen Elinor trying to merge with the kingdom and all that for protection
    • the death of the dreaded Mor’du has become a bit of a legend but no one really knows EXACTLY what happened that night expect those who were there
    • and since they’re all fond of hyperbole things get a little muddled
    • anyways this nice lord shows up with his wife and their daughter who is a couple years younger than Merida and the lord is groveling and kissing up because his village is small and could really use protection
    • “great King Fergus, we have heard tale of your defeat of Mor’du and we would like your protection and accept your rule” bla blah groveling continues
    • and Fergus sheepishly rubs his neck and mutters something prompting Merida to speak up
    • “actually it was my mum who killed Mor’du”
    • the family just looks at Elinor who’s blushing but poised
    • and their daughter is staring at Elinor with these big, shining eyes and you know Merida takes that girl under her wing okay
  • THE POINT IS that I am totally in favor of Queen Elinor the Bear Slayer becoming this famous legend that no one believes but when they go before her and chortle at the thought, they don’t cower under Fergus’ annoyed look, but they fucking tremble under Queen Elinor’s steely gaze
    • and you can bet your damn money on the fact that if Elinor isn’t there when someone laughs at the idea of the dainty queen taking down fucking Mor’du, that Merida is at her father’s shoulder with such a threatening grin, her hand on her bow, daring them to question the strength of her mother