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Dark!Elsa x fem Reader

Chapter 2

The wind blew relentlessly, making you clutch the cloak around your body even tighter in fear of it flying off and leaving you with nothing to protect yourself from the ongoing blizzard. The white coat of snow has already reached your knees, and in few hours, people might start getting burried alive. This is what became of Arendelle. A once thriving kingdom, with blossoming flowers and lush trees an entire year became an ugly land of mud and bare trees. Quite litrally a graveyard for the living. Once you were finally home, you pushed the door open to be met with welcoming warmth. 

"Auntie is here!" A (your hair colour) haired little girl shouted joyfully, earning her twin brother's attention who came running to hug you "Autie, you're back!" you smiled in return and ruffled his fluffy hair "Of course Jude, I told you I'd be back soon." It was like this everytime you left the house. The kids would wait for your return instead of going to bed and jump in delight as soon as you were home. It was heartwrenching, how at such young age they were aware of the callous weather behind many deaths, including their mother's. "and look what I got here with me." you pulled out two apples from the groceries bag for the twins, receiving simultaneous 'Apples!' and 'Thank you!'s.

"I love apples." came Flora's soft, tiny voice. 

"I'm glad you do, Flora" you went to put away the rest of the groceries. Luckily, you could get your hands on some fresh fruits and meat, otherwise the market in Arandelle was in a miserable state, the food production nearly non-existent. But how could one raise animals and plants in such climate. It was a risk not worth taking for farmers. You almost wanted to tear up when the shopkeeper told you that they don't have the medical herbs you requested since you ran out of them, so you bought meagre ones instead. "Grandpa was coughing a lot. like 13 times." your niece stood by your side, while you lit up a fire under a pot of water to brew a herbal drink "is that so?"

"Yes, I got worried. it means he's not getting better" your eyes met her own big ones, while Jude was highly optimistic, Flora was a realist. She doesn't accept something unless she sees it, but she looks up to you. She takes your words to heart. "Coughing means his body is fighting." you gave her a tiny, reassuring smile "and that's a good thing. every medication I give him will help him be stronger, but do you know what's the most important and efficient remedy?"

The girl scratched her head thoughtfully "uhm, sleeping well? I heard you talk about it last night."

"Well, that too, of course. there's also the state of the heart, our feelings affect our health. The happier one is, the higher the chances of recovery." Her eyes lit up in awe and wonder, and hope. "So...if we make him laugh, we're actually healing him? Like you do?" 

"Of course sweetie, you two have an important part as well." Once the drink was ready, you poured some in a mug and went to your father's room, the old man was laid in bed, looking sickly pale and tired. He saw what you were holding and groaned "Oh no, no more of that awful thing." 

"I added some honey this time. It should be bearable." You patiently said. In your many years of practicing medicine, you've encountered a good number of difficult, stubborn patients. Honesty, you cracked sometimes in the beginning, crying behind a big bush or in a brooms' closet, but you eventually learned to get your way and keep a clear conscious. "Come on, I didn't go all the way out there for nothing." 

"...Fine. but I'll drink it on my own pace!" you chuckled, partly satisfied with his response "As long as you do drink it, old man." you placed his mug on the bedside table and turned to leave when his voice spoke again "and (y/n), thank you... I saw the new clothes you got for the kiddos. they needed them for a while now...I couldn't-" 

"It's good." You couldn't let him loath himself further for not being able to provide for them as a parent should. As illness striked him, your father worked extra hard and past his limits, so much that when he got bedridden, he couldn't walk "It really is. Their happiness means the world to me." 

You knew he still blamed himself for that cursed day. The day your late sister offered to go get groceries instead of him. As soon as you received his letter, you gathered your belongings -eyes puffy from crying and lack of sleep- and took the earliest ship back to Arendelle. 

A rough knock on the door grabbed your attention, glancing one last time at the man "I'll go get it." the twins were peaking from behind the curtains of the kitchen's window and let out audible gasps "Oh my god, they carry swords, so cool!"

The visitors were no other than the royal guard, four men in significant greenish robes which had the kingdom's symbol the Crocus, and long columnar shaped hats. Swords safely and readily strapped to their hips. "We came to speak with Doctor Isaac Karlsen." the one at the front said. 

"Yes?" you said.

And he arched an eyebrow at you, sarcastically "You're Isaac Karlsen?"  

"I'm his daughter. Tell me what you want to say and I'll deliver it to him." you politely smiled, at such times, the royal guard was no good news. 

"Right." The guard faked a smile "Don't waste our time and bring him here. It doesn't concern you."

"It does, in fact. He's sleeping." 

"Oh I'm pretty sure He will want to wake up once he finds out it's an order from her majesty, queen Elsa." 

You internally cringed. Similar to your father, you disliked Queen Elsa. It's why he bought a house at the border of the capital after retirement, where life was peaceful and simple. He couldn't depart from Arendelle but preferred to be as far as possible from the icey palace and its surroundings. Serving poor people without charge until he fell sick. 

"What is the order and why involve my father?" 

You seemed to be getting on his nerves "It doesn't concern you." He firmly repeated, moving to walk past you but you blocked his way. His hand instantly flew to grip the hilt of his sword threateningly, and out of nowhere, the kids appeared behind you, eyes gleaming with excitement and admiration. "Hello guard sir good sir!" Jude blurted out. "you guys are awesome. I want to be like you one day!" Flora joined in "slashing enemies with your swords and protecting us!" 

"kids, go back inside. now." out of the corner of your eye, you spotted the guard hesitating at the sight of children and his hold on the weapon dropped with a sigh "An ill person in the palace is in need of a doctor, urgently." He plainly explained to which you nodded. 

"Very well, I'm doctor (Y/N) Karlsen. I've been working for a while. I'll be there first thing in the morning." you extended your hand for a shake and received none in return, just a bewildered and sceptical glare from the man. Another, friendlier looking guard stepped in to whisper something in his ear that he didn't like from his reaction, he replied with "Are you serious?" and slowly faced you again, both hands on his hips "Very well. pack as much clothes as you need, we will be waiting." 

He grinned at your dumbfounded expression "No occasional visits. the doctor is required to live in the palace and be by the patient's side 24/7. That includes not leaving the palace boundaries for uh weeks, perhaps months." 

"I can't." you shook your head "Impossible. I have kids to take care of and my father is old and bedridden. They have nobody else. I can't leave them for months at once!" 

"Auntie is leaving already?" A crestfallen Jude tugged at your dress and Flora tried to comfort him despite her own sadness. 

"We can't keep her majesty waiting." The guard spoke. "sir Erik, we have to tell her highness-" The other man went quiet when their lead guard, who's apparently called Erik, raised his hand "It seems you have to make a decision and quickly, miss (Y/N). We'll give you one day to think about it. but I suggest to start packing your things." With that, they left and you closed the door, still shaken from the encounter. 

"Aw you both..." you bent down to hug them "A hurricane won't separate me from you. So don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." 

"But the queen. she's powerful isn't she?" Flora whispered. It was true, in her few years of ruling, the young dictator has done terrible things to her enemies and opposers that made even the most fearless of men tremble and give in to her. She was a cruel and merciless tactician with a stone, cold heart. 

"And your auntie is smart and capable of handling herself." The girl was embarrassed that she doubted you for a second and nodded "She is." 

"Uhm, by the way auntie." Jude timidly interrupted your moment "Please don't get mad but..." 

"hm, what's wrong Jude?" 

"the tea you made was awfully bitter, it had veeery little honey." he put his index finger and thumb closely together "the more sweet, the better!" Flora snickered at him "It's called 'sweeter' Jude, not 'more sweet'". 

"Okay but where did you get that tea from? I didn't make any tea." you asked.

"Grandpa gave it to me." 

you were unimpressed, and highly disappointed with your father for giving his herbal medicine to the little boy so he wouldn't have to drink it. And for a moment there, you thought maybe you should've let those guards take him. 

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Dark!Elsa x fem reader

Chapter 1

The man rolled over to lay on his other side, reaching out his arm to cuddle with his wife only to be met with cold emptiness on the bed. again. his eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep, and looked around the moon-lit room to land on a woman's silhouette, he left the comfort of the silk sheets to follow it to the balcony, there, a brunette stood, watching the star-filled night sky with a distant, thoughtful gaze, the wind playing with her hair. Agnarr could clearly see she was troubled. He gently placed his robe around her shoulders, shivering when the chilled breeze hit skin.

"since when did it get this cold in summer?" he said, Iduna turned her head to meet his eyes "I'm sorry, I must've disturbed your sleep my love"

"no you did not. but what are you doing at this hour?"

"I needed a breath of fresh air." the queen replied, but he could tell she was hiding the truth. he knew her better than anyone else. she hasn't had proper sleep in months, her skin grew paler and her eyes were puffy and had dark circles underneath. the doctors said it was due to the pregnancy and that she will get better with rest and medication. yet none of that worked and her state only worsened. He didn't mention the nightmares she's been having, the way she whimpered and cried in her sleep until he shook her awake and comforted her. it pained him that she suffered silently and refused to even tell him the problem, nevertheless he respected that and he gave her the space she said she needed for so long, not now, something has to be done about it.

"my dear, let's go back inside and talk about it. maybe then, you'll feel better"

The couple sat on the bed, Iduna saw her husband watching her patiently and sighed, feeling her 8 months pregnant belly with her palm "...It's really nothing Agnarr."

Unconvinced, he said "it's not nothing if it has been bothering you for this long. Please, you're not getting any better like this. you're not sleeping nor eating and rarely speaking, I want to help you."

she felt the weight of guilt upon seeing the concern and sorrow she caused her husband and looked downwards "...I've been having nightmares about the war." she whispered "I see my parents dying before me all over again every night"

Agnarr's eyes widened at her admission and was, as always, quick to comfort her and whisper words of reassurance "why didn't you speak sooner? that you didn't move on after all these years?"

"I didn't wish to burden you"

after that, he brought in a professional to help her get over the trauma. the king pampered his queen as her due date neared, she seemed to be happy again, or so he thought.

Iduna was a marvelous actress. hiding her pain and fears quite well even people closest to her couldn't catch on to it. it only made her feel worse, about lying to him. but she could never tell him. she wasn't dreaming about the war nor was she haunted by past trauma. every night, the queen would see Arendelle buried eternally in snow and ice, brutal storms and winter destroyed everything, sometimes the buildings would completely disppear and sometimes their remains would stay. but the worst of it all, was the countless corpses sunken in the snow beneath her feet as she screamed for it to stop.

No. he must never know nor anybody else. Agnarr deeply believed in visions and their meanings, he would undoubtedly ask for the interpretation of it. what sickened and scared her the most, is that her nightmares could actually be visions of the future, and that they were related to her pregnancy.

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Lesbians

first three words you notice describe your 2023!

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Gxg rp plot (forced marriage)

The rulers of two rivaling kingdoms decided to hold a meeting in order to maintain peace and prevent the war they have been dancing around the edge of for a while now. The king hates the rival queen, Muse A and hates her guts. Her cunning ways, her democratic rules, her continuous victories... she made her kingdom the best out of the seven kingdoms.

So Muse A arrives with her guards and royal advisors, she enters her rival's palace and her eye instantly catches his daughter, the Princess Muse B. After a night of talking and drinking, Muse A disappeared. Guards and servants are searching for her until they -shockingly- find her in bed with Muse B! The king is furious, demanding answers of his daughter. The servants are whispering amongst themselves and the rumours were already spreading faster than flames.

Muse B is forced to marry Muse A to save the name of her family. Muse A is forced to marry Muse B for her integrity and to save the princess from her father's wrath.

With that, two strangers suddenly find themselves tied up in marriage.

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Dangerous Love

"Please, let me go!" The young woman's usually bright face was pale in pure fear as she starred at the man- no, at the monster standing before her. She wrapped her arms around her shaken, petite body to give herself a fake sense of safety but in reality, she knew the horrible fate awaiting her at the hands of none other than her father's long time friend.

"How could you betray my father like this? He will find me!" He turned away from the locked door to look at her and even in the midnight darkness of this abandoned warehouse he brought her to, she could make out his sadistic grin.

"Scream all you want, Princesa." He taunted, taking a step towards her "Don't be shy to get vocal with me, I'd love hearing your pretty voice as we have fun together" He then proceeded to take off his coat "ooooh how long have I been waiting? You have grown into a fine woman. I say, this is all your own fault, Dolores."

Tears filled her eyes as her chest clenched in dreadfulness. She knew ever since she was a child that as a woman in Spain, Dolores was bound to be wed to a man and be his housewife and the mother of his children whether she wanted it or not. It did not matter. That's all she was good for. Her beauty belonged to a man. Her witty mouth will be disciplined by a man. That's what everyone said.

Then, before the monster could undress and assault her, a heavy wooden box came crushing against the back of his head and he collapsed to the floor, grunting in pain while holding his head. Dolores looked through teary eyes in the direction which the attack came from. And the glint of a sword made her gasp "who is there?"

"Fuck!" Her kidnapper cursed, finally standing up to his feet with a stagger.

"Come on, Matias." An unfamiliar voice spoke, husky, deep and threatening "it was just a tiny box." Dolores didn't know what it was about this mysterious person that drew her in.

"Did you come to save me? Did my father send you??"

No response. Suddenly, Matias pulled out a knife from under his shirt and ran towards her savior, who easily blocked the knife with their sword and unarmed him. The knife went flying and fell by her feet. Matias screamed in agony as the sword penetrated his chest and fell to the ground, dead.

Dolores starred at the corpse for a minute before breathing out a sigh of relief and smoothing her dress down. She wanted to thank her savior but they were already walking away to the exit. "Wait Sir!" She was ready to run after them but they stopped and slowly turned to her, almost hesitantly, in contrast to the arrogance that oozed out of them just a few seconds ago.

Dolores walked up to them, they were a good 10 inches taller than her, wearing black from head to toes. Those dark brown eyes starred back into her own green ones and she brought a hand to gently brush their cheek. They leaned into her touch.

"But..." Dolores said in realization "You're a woman."

"Hey! Is someone there?" A group of towns folks searched the area and were coming closer to the warehouse, the masked swordswoman was quick to vanish into the darkness while Dolores stood there, processing the new feelings awakened within her.

An old man walked into the warehouse, followed by some of the locals, he noticed the corpse first and the fresh blood then the young woman "are you alright lady? What happened here?", a young man inspected the body before noticing something. The letter 'Z' was carved into Matias' flesh.

"That Z... " The old man said, recognition flashed across his face. "Zorro was here."

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