@Prince Phillip

everythings-so-wonderful:

Aurora lightly dragged her hand against one of the walls of the castle, ecstatic to see her home again. She still didn’t quite understand why her aunts insisted she stayed a few more weeks in the forest before officially moving into the castle; they insisted it was a “cautious” move. 

She started up to her room, wanting to unpack quickly and find Prince Phillip as soon as possible. Her heart longed for him; to feel his touch, to see his handsome face. A few moments later, a servant knocked on her door and entered, giving her news that they were sending word of her arrival to him. She smiled, excited, “Thank you!” 

Aurora then went to her closet, wanting to find a simple dress that would still impress him. They hadn’t seen each other in weeks, and she often wondered if he would still like her. She sighed, pulling a light blue, simple dress out. When she put it on, the dressed reached to her mid calf, showing her ankles. She smiled, pleased with her selection. 

Phillip was out on a morning run with his horse, Samson. So much has happened within these last few weeks, that he hadn’t the time to stretch both his and Samson’s legs. As they rode around, he couldn’t stop thinking about Princess Aurora. When will he be able to see her again? The anticipation was killing him. Just as he was lost in his daydreams, Samson jumped over a fallen tree, causing Phillip to hit the branch just above his head, having him fall off into the stream below. Not again. He thought to himself. As he splashed Samson, he heard horses coming up from behind them. He quickly got up and fetched his hat and drained it.

“Prince Phillip!” Said one of the palace workers. “The King and Queen request your presence at once.” A smile came upon Phillips face as he turned to look at Samson. “Alright, I’ll be right there!” He told the palace workers. Phillip managed to get out of the stream as they rode back towards the castle. 

“Did you hear that, boy?” He said as he pat his horse on the head. “Could it be her? Come on!” He grabbed the reigns and pulled himself up onto Samson’s back and rode off towards the castle, completely forgetting the fact that he had been soaked from head to toe.

As they arrived at the castle, Phillip jumped off of Samson as quickly as he could and ran over to the courtyard. He stood there with his hat twisted in his hands and a big smile on his face as he awaited to be called on.  

(( TODAY WAS THE DAY I DIED. I met Merida, you guys. She’s perfect. I just can’t right now. I don’t think I’ve ever fangirled so hard over a character at Disneyland before. Just, wow. ))

streetratnomore:

tall-handsome-romantic started following you

Aladdin turned at hearing a slight noise. Surprised to the find a man in front of him, he straightened before dropping into a formal bow. “Hello,” He said, offering the other his signature smile. “I’m Aladdin, but please - call me Al.”

Phillip returned the bow. “Hello, Al. It’s nice to meet you.” He held out his hand for a handshake. “I’m Phillip, Prince Phillip.” He returned the smile. “But Phillip’s fine. How are you this evening?” 

With true loves kiss, the spell shall break

aurora-warriorintraining:

“tall-handsome-romantic started following you”

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Hello, kind sir. *bows*

“Hello, Ma’am!” He smiled as he bowed in return. “And who might you be?” 

mytruereflection:

tall-handsome-romantic:

mytruereflection:

“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Your Highness,” Mulan said returning the smile. “How are you this evening?”

Phillip let out a small laugh. “Oh, you don’t need to call me ‘Your Highness’. Phillip will do just fine.” He smiled. “I’m doing wonderfully this evening. I just took ol’ Samson out on an evening stroll, as a matter of fact.  And you, miss?” 

“Well, if I’m going to be calling you Phillip then I would ask that you call me Mulan. It is only fair after all.” She smiled a little more excitedly. “You ride? Oh, sorry, I’ve been doing well. I have just been waiting for a friend of mine to show return.”

“Alright, Mulan it is!” He smiled. “Yes, I do! I try to take Samson out at least once a day, if not more. Whenever I can get away from my father is when I’m usually with him. I assume you ride as well?” He hasn’t met anyone else who enjoyed riding as much as he does. “I’m sure your friend will show up soon!” 

foreverakidpeter:

tall-handsome-romantic started following you

“Ew, another fat guy.” Peter scrunched his nose. “This guy’s gotta be Flynn’s brother.”

Phillip was startled by this young boy’s rude remark. Fearing that what he said was true, Phillip quickly looked over himself, making sure he wasn’t in fact, fat. “I am not fat, little boy! This outfit just has a lot of room.” He let out a little chuckle. “And I’m sorry? Who’s Flynn? I have no brother, and none of that name I’m sure.”