youngestofarendelle

[youngestofarendelle]

Wait why don't people actually use the lady from Heroes (like third season I think?) who uses ice as a live action FC for Elsa? She's pretty, blonde, and controls ice.

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    "Well, I don't know if I would call it love,"

#Anna growing up #idek #open

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#YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO I AM

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DID SOMEONE FUCKING PROMO ME THAT'S A LOT OF FOLLOWERS

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OKAY LITTLE DUCKLINGS. Now that I feel less limited graphic-wise, I'll be over here a lot more often, I think! But for now, I'm going to go convince my brother that we need to get lunch. I shall see you all after.

#well maybe you will #wanna go bra shopping #sob #I wear my bras out so fast #I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW #NO ONE'S TAKING THEM OFF ME #EXCEPT ME AT THE END OF THE DAY #SO WHY IS ONE RIPPING

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In honor of getting the HQ, here's my LQ icons for public use. Like or reblog if taking. These will be the first and final completely Anna set that will be for public use. Please do not take my others.

#Anna of Arendelle #Princess Anna

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тнαт'ѕ σηℓу ιƒ уσυ ¢αη gєт συт. αη∂ ιƒ уσυ ¢αη ¢αт¢н мє, ƒяσѕту тнє ѕησω ρяιη¢єѕѕ.

    "Ohhh, I'm gonna get outta here! Just you wait 'n see!"

#chloroform!Anon #Anonymous

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Sorry guys, gonna be a bit busy until Christmas! I love you all!

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тн-тн-тнαтѕ тнє ιηтєηтιση.

    "I-I'm g-gonna get you! As soon as I get outta here!"

#chloroform!anon #Anonymous

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[∂υмρѕ α вυ¢кєт σƒ ѕησω ση нєя] ωσσρѕ, ι ѕℓιρρє∂.

    "Th-Th-That's c-c-cold!"

#chloroform!anon #Anonymous

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    It really had taken her far too long to climb that stupid mountain. It was certainly easier if you had a sleigh, she had to admit. Biting down on her lower lip, she fiddled with her fingers at the front door. Should she knock? Would Elsa just turn her away? Probably. Anna knew she wouldn't be able to handle that. She needed her sister.

    She could hear her sister's sobbing as she entered the castle. Taking another deep breath, she moved towards the sound, keeping her stance. She had gotten significantly better at moving on ice since the bay had been frozen over. Anna didn't say anything, though-- not even when she saw her sister. What would she say, anyways? Anna suddenly forgot why she even came up the mountain in the first place. Everything was washed away with seeing the sister she had tried so hard to love when she was younger, only to have her slam the door in her face.

    "You know I wouldn't do that, Elsa,"

    But perhaps she didn't. Fiddling with her fingers through her mittens, she watched her sister closely, her stomach turning in nervousness. She didn't want to be pushed out, she didn't want to be told to leave. She just needed her sister.

    "I miss you,"

                         "I wish you would come home. We could sit this out together,"

+ youngestofarendelle

Elsa quietly sang under her breath as an all enveloping sadness consumed her. In isolation, in an absolute desperateness, did she only allow herself to realize how trapped she really was. 

❝ I truly am a monster. ❞

And it was not because of her crimes, not because of her sworn duty to freeze the world over, but because she had denied herself of everything. Elsa denied herself a family, a sister, a home and she couldn’t even properly mourn her loss because she had done it to herself. 

Tears turned into crystals, falling to the ground of the palace floor, making a small mound from where she knelt. She paused, suddenly, as she heard footsteps approach. Now of all times? A trespasser?

❝ Have you come to mock me? ❞

Elsa asked, her voice cracking from the loneliness that cradled her. She did not move, did not see who it was who had suddenly appeared. 

#perfectgirlgone #SORRY #I'M SLOW

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    Why? She didn't want to see him, she didn't want to see him ever again. He nearly killed her sister! Her hands shook as she watched him, watched his expression change upon realizing who she was. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself. Suddenly the party seemed way too long knowing that he was going to be there.

     "It is strange," She said quickly once he had finished talking. His brothers were supposed to have kept an eye on him, Elsa had been sure that they were going to take care of him! So he shouldn't be here, right? Panic was pulsing through her veins and her gaze moved to her sister, then towards the two she was talking about. Finally, regaining a small amount of composure, she glanced back towards the redhead, forcing a smile upon her lips. "Have your brothers come with you?" She asked, standing up straight. "I would certainly love to meet them," Anna insisted, "Maybe Elsa or I could fall madly in love with one of them," And oh, how she hoped that hurt-- that she would give the chance so easily to them.

    As one of the household staff came around with a platter full of champagne glasses, she quickly grabbed one and put it to her lips, drinking half of it immediately to try to calm herself. She glanced towards the other once more, "Treason or leisure, Prince Hans?" The younger of the two asked, "Which are you here for?"

The Devil Takes Hold - Hans & Anna

    Somehow Hans managed to make it through the months that followed his return to the Southern Isles after the incident in Arendelle. Predictably his brothers were not happy with him. They argued for quite some time over what to do with him, a discussion he was not allowed to take part in, as he sat shackled in his own room, impatiently awaiting some sort of decision to be made. He knew what he’d done. He knew the potential consequences. And despite the show he put on for his eldest brother King Magnus II, he regretted nothing but failing.

    They had not revoked his titles. They had not booted him from the castle or placed him in the dungeons. "You are a traitor to Arendelle in the worst way, brother," Magnus had told him in a voice so stern it made the room feel colder. "The only thing worse would be to attempt to slay your own kin. But you are still my brother, and however disappointed I am with you, I will not betray you as you have betrayed us. But you will pay for your crimes.”

    And that day, his punishment began. Even though they did not keep him in a literal jail, he had no real freedom. He was escorted everywhere, and for quite some time, he was not allowed outside the castle at all, not even into the city that surrounded it. Hans bit his tongue, not because he did not want to speak out against his treatment, but because he knew it was wiser to bide his time. They could not keep him trapped inside forever.

    They hadn’t, just as he anticipated. He had no illusions that they trusted him, but at least they were willing to loosen his leash a little — and largely because the rest of his brothers had little desire to attend this wedding. The Southern Isles had kept news of his treason as quiet as they could, and judging by the response they received to their card that stated the youngest son would attend, the other kingdom was at least mostly unaware of the incident.

    He arrived with escorts who looked very much like royal guards to keep the young prince safe. What most onlookers wouldn’t know was that Hans was hardly the one who needed guarding; rather, it was everyone around him. The wedding ball promised to be a lavish affair, and for the first time in months, Hans anticipated actually enjoying himself. Once they reached the ballroom, his guards agreed to leave him and watch him from positions on the outskirts of the party. It was not a good image, he argued, for the young prince of the Southern Isles to be seen flanked by guards at a party.

    A tray of champagne glasses floated by on the graceful hand of a royal server. Hans made sure to pluck one as it passed him and took a long, refreshing sip of it, sighing at the sweetness on his tongue. He did not always enjoy gatherings, but he had no intention of complaining of their splendors. His keen eyes swept over the ballroom, but there were so many people that he could not possibly identify them all. As he was trying, however, he felt something collide with his left arm and shoulder, and only barely saved the champagne in his hand from spilling on the polished wood floor.

    “No, excuse m—”

    They seemed to realize who the other was at the same time. Hans blinked, gazing at her levelly as he quietly overcame his own surprise at seeing her. Despite the gates being open, he did not expect the princess or the queen to travel so far from their home simply for a royal wedding of a kingdom they likely hardly knew. Simply to seem nonchalant, he cleared his throat quietly and sipped again at his champagne.

    “You ask like it’s so strange for a prince to turn up at a royal wedding.” Hans smiled a smile that would seem genuine to a stranger, but there was something distinctly not friendly about the way his lips curled and his eyes burned. “I’ll remind you that I’ve run in social circles far longer thank you have, Princess Anna. If anything, I should ask what you are doing here, but of course, I know the answer, now that Arendelle’s gates are open.”

#th: devil takes hold #southernsideburns

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“Open the damn door!”

    "Hold on, Elsa!"

    Anna yelled back, puffing her cheeks as she struggled to put on the new dress for the upcoming ball. There were so many layers, the younger of the two nearly tripped getting into it. Though finally, before even zipping up the side, an excited laugh escaped her lips and she turned around, throwing the door open.

                        "Ta-da! Do you like it?"

#thecoldneverbotheredmeanyway #thecold-never-bothered-me-anyway

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"Well, yes," She paused, "But that is what they're paid to do,"

     “Yes—- But this shirt is more delicate is it not? Couldn’t run the risk of it being ripped to shreds.”

#omfg #I'm crying ok #oftheisles

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    "You know, that's what the household staff is for,"

"Is that my shirt?"

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts

    [ A cough ] “Erm…yes. I was just going to— wash it.”

  [ Liar. The Prince is being horribly sentimental and fondling his fiancé’s blouse. ]

#I LAUGHED SO HARD #I WANTED A RIDICULOUS ONE #oftheisles

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#crying #hans you lil shit #:hans #:hanna

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"That was a bad plan."

    "But it never happened. Right? Right," She said, elbowing the other on the side.

#notoquesnada