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I’m on such a tangent to all the other things I should be doing right now but the temptation was too great… a glimpse into alternative Hans’ origin story that could thaw a frozen heart ❄️🩵
The palace was a vast and magnificent place, with its endless corridors and towering windows that allowed the sunlight to pour in almost cruelly, as if mocking those trapped within its walls. To Hans, such magnificence was nothing more than a prison disguised as splendor. He had spent the entire morning wandering aimlessly, hoping to find some form of entertainment, but everyone seemed occupied with matters of great importance, in which he, of course, had no place.
Aldric was buried in his studies and had made it clear that he did not wish to be disturbed. His mother was engaged in some social gathering, and his father… well, his father was never available. And so, in his desperation, Hans found himself wandering into the library, where Thomas and Frederick, two of his older brothers, sat by the fireplace, laughing together as if the rest of the world did not exist. He smiled upon seeing them. Perhaps they would want to play with him."Thomas! Frederick!" he called enthusiastically.
"Why don’t we go riding? It’s a magnificent day."
The two brothers exchanged a glance before returning to their conversation without even acknowledging him.
Hans frowned.
"We could also go to the river and throw stones. Or we could race to the stables. What do you say?"
Silence.
Frederick tilted his head with feigned curiosity.
"Thomas, did you hear that?" The young boy cupped a hand around his ear and adopted a thoughtful expression.
"Hmm… no, I didn’t hear anything. Did you?"
"I didn’t hear that either. How strange."
Both of them smirked before continuing their conversation, completely ignoring Hans.
The boy felt frustration rise to his face, making his cheeks burn.
"Stop doing that! I’m here!"
"Did you hear that, Frederick?"
"No, brother, I didn’t hear anything. Maybe it’s the wind."
Hans clenched his fists.
"If you don’t stop ignoring me, I’ll tell Mother that Frederick kisses one of her ladies-in-waiting in the gardens at sunset."
That, at least, got their attention. Thomas and Frederick went silent for a brief moment, looking at him with a flash of irritation in their eyes. But instead of backing down, Frederick leaned back in his chair with a careless smile.
"How funny. Looks like the wind has become particularly gossipy."
"And very loud," added Thomas, pretending to yawn. "What do you think, brother?"
"I think someone is practically begging for all their toys to be thrown into the bottom of the well."
Hans felt a knot of rage tighten in his stomach. He didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of seeing his anger, so he abruptly turned and left the room without a word.
His heart pounded as he walked briskly down the hall, trying to calm the fury that simmered in his chest. His brothers always treated him like this. Like he was an annoying insect, an insignificant presence barely deserving of attention. But he wasn’t insignificant. He wasn’t.
If someone noticed him, if someone gave him just a little bit of their time, he could prove it.
It was then, as he turned a corner, that he saw his father.
The king looked imposing, with his regal bearing and the deep dark blue cloak that fell gracefully over the floor. Beside him, Richard, his older brother, seemed engrossed in conversation with their father. But Hans barely noticed his brother. His attention was fixed on the king.
"Father!" he called eagerly, quickening his pace to catch up with him.
The king turned his face, and for a brief moment, Hans’ expression lit up as he saw a smile form on his lips.
"Hans, my little prince!"
The little one jumped towards him with complete confidence, and the king received him with open arms, lifting him with ease.
"Look at you, getting bigger every day," he said with a hint of pride, squeezing him tightly against his chest. "How’s my little man today?"
Hans grinned from ear to ear. He loved it when his father called him that. It made him feel important, as if he truly meant something to him.
"I’m fine, father," he replied eagerly. "But I was so bored. Can we do something together today? Can we go riding?"
The king chuckled softly, still holding him.
"We went riding last week, didn’t we?"
"Yes, but that was so long ago, I haven’t seen you since then…" Hans complained, hugging him even tighter.
The king shook his head in amusement and gently lowered him to the ground.
"You’re tireless."
Hans felt warmth in his chest. Maybe this time, yes. Maybe his father would spend the day with him.
"In fact, I could go with you to the council meeting," he suggested excitedly. "I want to learn how you rule the kingdom."
But no sooner had he finished speaking than Richard burst into laughter.
"You? In the council? Don’t make me laugh. What could you possibly understand about politics?"
“I could learn,” he replied stubbornly.
The king sighed, though he still maintained his patience.
“Hans, son, today will be a very busy day,” he said in a tone of understanding. “Your brother and I have important matters to attend to.”
Hans furrowed his brow.
“But I want to learn too.”
“And what will you do when you get bored?” Richard joked, crossing his arms. “Will you ask for paper and colors to draw while we talk about trade treaties?”
Hans clenched his fists.
“I won’t get bored.”
The king placed a hand on his shoulder, letting out a longer sigh this time.
“Hans, we’ll talk about these things when you’re older. Today is not the time.”
“But I want to be with you, father,” Hans insisted, his voice dropping into a tone of pleading.
The king’s face lost some of its earlier warmth. His patience, though still not entirely exhausted, was starting to fade.
“Hans, don’t insist,” he said, this time with a more severe edge.
“Oh, come on, father,” Richard interjected with feigned sympathy. “Let him come. Surely his contributions will be essential.”
Hans glared at him, hoping his father would stop him. But the king simply rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration.
“Enough, Richard,” he muttered, then turned to Hans. “Son, please, we will spend time together another day.”
Hans felt desperation swirling in his chest.
“But…”
The king raised his hand, cutting off his protest with a firm gesture.
“Enough.”
He snapped his fingers at a servant who had been waiting nearby and, with the tone of someone giving an order with no room for discussion, said:
“You. Take the prince elsewhere. I can’t deal with this now.”
Hans felt as if the ground had been ripped out from under him.
The servant, with an expression of visible discomfort, approached with a bow.
“Your Highness… if I may…”
But Hans didn’t respond.
He looked at his father, who didn’t even notice him anymore. He looked at Richard, whose satisfied smile made him boil with rage. He looked at the servant, who was avoiding his gaze.
And finally, without saying a word, he turned on his heel and left.
The sound of the conversation between his father and brother continued behind him, as if he had never been there in the first place.
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Later that day, the bedroom of the younger princes of the Southern Isles, which during the day was spacious and filled with light, took on a mysterious atmosphere as night fell. The only illumination came from the flickering glow of the oil lamps. In the center of the room, two identical beds, separated by an elegant dark wooden table, occupied the space. However, at that moment, neither was being used for its original purpose.
“Aldric, prepare yourself! The enemy is approaching!” Hans exclaimed, brandishing his wooden sword with the zeal of a legendary warrior.
Aldric, who was only a few years older and much more practical in matters of war, barely had time to grab his own sword before Hans leaped from his bed with surprising agility for his short legs. The battle was fierce: Aldric defended his position atop his mattress while Hans attempted to invade it with the ferocity of a conqueror.
“I warn you, Hans!” Aldric said between playful strikes. “You have no rightful claim to the throne of my bed.”
Hans laughed, took a step back, and raised his sword with the solemnity of a crowned king.
“I am King Hans, the greatest of all warrior kings,” he declared, with the unwavering confidence only a seven-year-old could possess. “I shall rule the Southern Isles and wear the Navigator’s Crown, just like our great-great-grandfather! And I will take your bed!”
“No!”
“Yes! You shall sleep on the floor, Aldric! These are the king’s orders!”
“You are not my king, Hans,” Aldric countered, swiftly jumping from his own bed onto his younger brother’s. “Quick, the princess has been kidnapped by pirates!”
And with a leap, he dashed across the room, sword held high.
Hans didn’t move.
“Come on, Hans! The princess is in danger!”
“I don’t like that game.”
“What do you mean you don’t like it?”
“It’s always the same. The princess is in danger, the princess cries, the princess waits for someone to rescue her… It’s exhausting. Why does she always let herself get captured?”
Aldric blinked, incredulous.
“Hans, it is a king’s duty to rescue princesses!”
Hans frowned.
“Since when?”
“Since always. A king rescues princesses, holds parades, waves from the balcony, and gives bread to the poor.”
“That sounds so boring.”
“A king doesn’t just sit on a pile of gold like a fool!”
Hans tilted his head, thoughtful.
“Well, maybe you don’t know this, Aldric, but there are kings who just sit on piles of gold.”
“Not in this game!”
Hans huffed.
“Fine, if you insist so much, we can save the princess… But only because she’s the only one who knows where they hid my treasure chests.”
Aldric clutched his head.
“Hans!”
“What? That’s a very valid reason!”
Aldric shook his head and, with renewed determination, raised his sword.
“Forget it. I will fight alone.”
“Wait, wait.” Hans rested a hand on his hip and flashed a sly grin. “What if I really do become king one day?”
Aldric burst into laughter.
“You will never be king, at least not in these isles.”
Hans pursed his lips, thoughtful, then shrugged nonchalantly.
“Well… maybe if all of you died in an accident.”
Aldric smacked him with his wooden sword—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to show his indignation.
“That’s not funny, Hans!”
“What? I’m not saying I’d cause it, I’m just saying life is unpredictable.”
But Hans was already laughing, utterly unbothered by the moral implications of his words. His amusement, however, was cut short by a voice—gentle, yet possessing the authority only a mother could wield.
“Hans, you know I don’t like you talking like that.”
Both boys turned their heads to find the Queen standing in the doorway, arms crossed, a look of gentle reproach on her face. She wore a dark blue gown, and her hair was pinned in a bun that seemed moments away from unraveling, as if she had been tending to affairs all day.
Hans immediately lowered his head, dragging his sword along the floor.
“I’m sorry, Mother,” he murmured.
Aldric, though still mildly offended, decided the matter wasn’t worth dragging out.
The Queen sighed and stepped into the room, picking up a blanket the boys had tossed aside in their battle frenzy.
“It’s time for bed.”
“But we haven’t rescued the princess yet!” Hans protested.
“And we won’t,” Aldric replied, hands on his hips. “Because you’d rather count your gold than save her.”
“That is not how a prince should behave, Hans!” the Queen reprimanded, though now with a barely concealed smile.
“Alright, alright,” the little boy rolled his eyes and climbed into bed, though he refused to part with his sword, keeping it in his grasp like a royal scepter.
When their mother sat beside Aldric and began to tell a bedtime story, the older boy nestled under the blankets, listening with bright-eyed excitement. Hans, on the other hand, traced invisible patterns on his headboard with the tip of his sword, as if the tale was far less interesting than the grand battle he had just fought.
When the story ended, the Queen kissed Aldric’s forehead before turning to Hans with a warm smile.
“And you, my King? Why so quiet?”
Hans twirled his sword in the air, feigning indifference.
“Mother… where is Father?”
The Queen’s smile softened.
“Your father is busy this evening, my love. You know how much is required of him.”
Hans exhaled sharply and turned his head away.
“He is always busy.”
“You will see him in the morning,” she assured him, reaching to brush a stray lock of auburn hair from his forehead. “Before he leaves with your brother.”
At that, Hans stiffened. His fingers tightened around the hilt of his toy sword, his young face contorted in frustration.
“It is always ‘tomorrow.’ Always ‘later.’ But when it is Richard, he finds the time!”
The words burst from him, raw and unchecked. He sat up abruptly, his small frame taut with indignation. “He takes Richard with him everywhere. To meetings, to the council, even on rides through the city. They do things together. He talks to him. But he never—he never wants to do that with me.”
His voice faltered on the last words, yet the wound in them was unmistakable.
The Queen cupped his cheek with tenderness.
"I'm sorry you feel this way, my dear prince," she murmured. "I will speak to him about it, I promise."
Hans didn’t answer. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and turned away, as if he didn’t want her to see him like that.
“Hans…”
“It’s fine, I suppose someone has to be the favorite son.”
Before he could react, his mother lunged at him, trapping him in an embrace and covering his face in kisses.
”Favorite?! Favorite?! Hans Westergaard, how dare you say such a thing?!”
Hans shrieked, laughing and squirming in her grasp.
“Mother, no, stop, stop!”
“I will never let my little baby think such a horrible thing!”
Hans covered his face with his hands as she peppered his forehead, cheeks, and nose with loud kisses.
“Mother, stop! I’m not a baby!”
She cupped his face gently and whispered into his ear:
“You are my favorite son.”
Hans froze, eyes wide, until his mother laughed and placed one last kiss on his forehead.
“But don’t tell your brothers,” she added conspiratorially. “I wouldn’t want them to get jealous.”
Hans felt his heart swell in his chest. Was it a joke? Maybe. But… maybe not.
A sly grin spread across his face.
“Oh, I’m telling them. All of them.”
His mother gasped in mock horror. “Hans! You wouldn’t dare!”
Hans simply laughed, and to his delight, she laughed with him—a warm, rich sound that made him less lonely.
As their laughter faded into quiet, he shifted beneath the covers, glancing up at her.
“Mother, can you stay a little longer?”
His mother stroked his hair lovingly but shook her head.
“I need to say goodnight to your other brothers, sweetheart.”
Hans felt his chest deflate all at once.
“Oh.”
“Sweet dreams, my prince” she whispered, as she stood up blowing him a tender kiss before leaving the room.
The chamber was left in twilight, illuminated only by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the window. Aldric lay still, his eyes closed, his breathing already slow and steady, the soft rise and fall of his chest betraying the peacefulness of his slumber.
Hans, however, remained awake a little longer, staring at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression.
Perhaps, he thought, when he was older, his father would pay as much attention to him as he did to Richard.
Maybe, someday, everyone would.
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Today I read a few pages of A Frozen Heart, and honestly, I can’t.
From the very beginning, Hans’s life is portrayed as a complete nightmare: his father treats him like garbage, his mother doesn’t even pay attention to him, and his brothers openly despise him. There are no nuances, no moments of reprieve, just a hostile environment where Hans is basically an outcast in his own family.
And that’s what bothers me. Not all families are loving, but in most cases, even in dysfunctional families, there is usually some kind of attachment. A brother who cares about you even if he doesn’t always show it, a mother who, though distant, has moments of tenderness, a father who, despite being strict, has a reason for it. But here? No. Everyone seems to hate Hans. They don’t even ignore him; they actively despise him. It’s as if his only purpose in the story is to make his life miserable.
And it’s not just the family—the entire kingdom is also a complete misery. It’s as if everything is designed for Hans to grow up in the worst possible environment, and in the end, obviously, he becomes a horrible person. It feels forced. There’s no room for interpretation or character complexity. It’s as if the book is telling you, “Look, everything in his life has been garbage, so he’s garbage too.”
As I turned the pages, everything just felt more exaggerated and sad. I already knew how the book ended—with Hans as the villain. I wasn’t expecting Hans to be a hero (I think Disney would go bankrupt if they showed him with even a bit of mercy), but I at least wanted (I hoped) some balance in his story.
In my version, I imagined something different. Even though Hans is the youngest of thirteen siblings, I thought his twelfth brother, being closest in age to him, could have been someone he shared more moments with. Although siblings can fight and have conflicts, they are also children, and children play together, form bonds, even in difficult environments. I liked the idea of exploring that dynamic, where not everything is pure hatred.
I also wanted to give more depth to the queen’s character. In A Frozen Heart, Hans’s mother seems indifferent, but I believe that, no matter how busy she was, at some point, she must have felt love for her children. I don’t imagine her as a perfect mother, but as someone who, within her responsibilities, tried to be affectionate when she could. On the other hand, I see the king as more distant, focused on his duties with no real connection to the children, which would have affected Hans in a more subtle and realistic way, leaving him desperate for some of his attention.
I wrote several fragments of this story with this vision in mind because I believe Hans’s story could have been much more interesting and nuanced, instead of simply making him a victim of an environment where everything and everyone is horrible without exception.
What do you think? Did you read Frozen Heart? Did I make a rushed judgment about the story? Am I mistaken?
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In the Pocket
Relationships: Anna/Kristoff
Characters: Anna, Kristoff, Elsa, Sven, Olaf, Idunna, Agnarr
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, NFL AU, Falling in love, vaginal sex, oral sex, fluff, angst, unplanned pregnancy, Miscarriage, depression
Summary:
NFL tight end Kristoff Bjorgman meets A-list actress Anna Arendelle and sparks fly, but will Anna's celebrity status be too much for Kristoff?
Its the final Chapter!!!
Ooh I have catching up to do 🧡
Big Sky Ranch - 18
Kristanna Modern AU Rated: Explicit WC: 1863
Chapter Index
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Summer Solstice
Kristoff had what he thought was the perfect gift for Anna. Despite her telling him she didn’t want or need anything, he’d stayed up one night after she fell asleep and shopped online on his phone. As soon as he saw it, he ordered it right away.
The cabin actually had an address, so the package was delivered to the rural mailboxes lined up at the end of the main country road that led to his place. He made sure that Anna was occupied when he went and retrieved it, and quickly wrapped and hid the box back in the cabin. After that he picked up the accompanying gifts when he went on a supply run for some horse tack – her favourite box of chocolates and a bottle of her favourite wine – and stashed them with the box.
He had their place all decked out with romantic lighting, candles and soft country music playing from the radio. When she was done work, the guys were going to tell her that he wasn’t feeling good and was already back home. Knowing Anna, she would immediately come home to see how he was doing.
As soon as he heard her car in in the gravel park next to his truck, he jumped up from where he was sitting on the couch and grabbed a bouquet of flowers from the coffee table. He took an excited breath then opened the door just as she was ascending the steps. “Happy Birthday, baby!”
Anna smiled wide, eyes glowing brightly as soon as she saw the flowers. She stepped in front of him. “Oh, Kristoff, those are lovely. Thank you!”
Kristoff leaned over and kissed her, lingering on her lips a moment before handing her the flowers and taking her laptop bag and purse from her to hang near the front door. Inside Anna gasped again to see how he’d set everything up for her. Her presents were on the table and the dinner he’d made was in the oven keeping warm. She’d mentioned once her mother made an amazing baked spaghetti and meatballs with tons of melty mozzarella and he’d taken a stab at it.
She turned to him. “I am really glad this is what you were doing instead of being sick. I felt awful that you weren’t feeling well.”
“Sorry. I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“All is forgiven.” She smiled and turned back around. “I said no gifts,” Anna giggled, going over to the table and having a look at what he got her. The chocolates and wine he left unwrapped but the small box was wrapped up. “You are so sweet.”
“You deserve the world, Anna,” Kristoff said, walking up behind her and rubbing her shoulders. “Really, it’s not much. Just something I saw and really thought you would like.”
She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a few sweet kisses. “Can I open it now?” she asked.
He grinned at her. “Absolutely. Then we can have dinner.”
“What’s for dinner?”
“You’ll see. Go on, open your gifts.”
Anna let go of him excitedly and sat at her spot. Kristoff sat next to her. She picked up and carefully looked at the wine and the chocolates before setting them back on the table. “My favourties! Thank you, Kristoff!”
He smiled, eagerly waiting as she picked up the box. “Sorry, I forgot to buy a card.”
Anna paused where she’d started to open the gift. “Thats fine! Those things are getting so expensive anyway.” She turned back to her present and ripped off the paper. The box just read the name of the tack shop he’d ordered it from so Anna opened it.
She gasped when she lifted the lid and pulled the buckle out of the box. “Oh, Kristoff! I love it! I wanted one of these! Thank you so much.”
He smiled as she turned it over in her hands. It was embellished metal with a sunflower in the middle. As soon as he saw it, he knew it was the one he wanted to get for her because she didn’t have one yet and it suited her perfectly. “Here’s the best part,” he said, reaching over to show her the middle portion of the buckle. He pulled it out, sliding it out from under the sunflower where it was fasted by a magnet. “It has a pocket knife.” He flipped open the blade.
“Oh cool!” Anna’s eyes went wide. “That’s awesome. I could see that coming in handy if I’m out on the ranch with you.”
“Absolutely. Or to protect yourself if you were ever in need.”
She smiled at him. “If I’m anywhere with you I never worry about needing protection.”
He smirked in return. “While that may be true, I just liked the idea of you having something in case you found yourself in a tough situation. Or, as you said, just using it around the ranch, which I can attest comes in handy from time to time.”
Anna leaned over and kissed him. “Thank you, Kristoff. This is wonderful. You spoil me.”
“No,” he sighed happily, kissing her quickly again, “you spoil me every day simply by being with me.”
She giggled. “Now that sounds like something you’d read in a birthday card.”
His nose scrunched up playfully. “It really does, doesn’t it.”
Her face turned a touch more serious. “I love you, Kristoff. So much.”
“I love you too, Anna. More than you’ll ever know.” He stood up from the chair. “Do you want dinner now?”
Her eyes lit up. “Sure! It smells amazing.”
Kristoff went to the kitchen and pulled the spaghetti casserole out of the oven where it had been keeping warm and took it to the table. He set it on a trivet between their plates and Anna gasped slightly to see what he’d made.
He went back to the kitchen to each grab them a glass for some of the wine and returned to the table to find Anna with tears in her eyes. Panic set in. “What’s wrong, baby?”
She smiled at him, eyes glassy. “Nothing. Happy tears. I just can’t believe this. The gifts, the dinner… you remembered…”
He sat at the table. “Of course I did. It was on our first real date.”
Anna nodded, sniffing and wiping her eyes. “It was. And you’ve made it for me.”
“Well, I hope I did it justice. Obviously, I didn’t have a recipe, just what you told me. So I made the meatballs myself, got some marinara sauce for the spaghetti, and then layered it with cheese.”
“Perfect.” She had gotten a handle on her emotion. “It looks delicious. Let’s dig in, I’m starving.”
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After dinner there was only one place they wanted to be, and that was tangled together in the sheets. As always, it was beyond fantastic. Kristoff had truly never been with someone as voracious as Anna, who was currently tracing her finger on his chest, and shit did he ever love that.
“Thank you for the best birthday of my life so far, Kristoff,” she said, her voice dreamy.
“Baby, I love you so much. I aim to make all your birthday’s the best ones yet.”
Her hand left his chest and she pushed up on her elbow and looked down at him. “You are too precious.”
“You deserve all the very best in the world, Anna,” he said with a smile as he sat up. They still needed to put the leftover casserole away.
“So do you, Kristoff.” Anna smiled back at him.
He shook his head slightly, still grinning as he pulled his jeans back on. After he did the fly and button, he fastened the buckle of his belt together.
Anna was watching his movements as she sat up in bed. “You mentioned that buckle was a gift from Sven?” she asked, gesturing at it.
Kristoff looked down at the buckle, memories flooding back. “Sure did. It was my eighteenth birthday.” He looked at her. “We were never really gift givers, but as soon as we graduated high school and were settin’ out to get ranchin’ jobs, Sven figured I needed one.”
“Forgive me if I’m wrong, it’s a boar, right?”
He looked down again and ran a thumb over the engraving, smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah. A wild boar. Back in the orphanage we were read stories about Norse Gods.” He looked back up at Anna. “The God Freyr’s sacred animal was a wild boar named Gullinbursti, which in Old Norse means gold mane, or golden bristles. That was always my favorite story because wild bores were seen as symbols of strength, courage and fierce protection.”
“Ah,” Anna said, slipping on her clothes. “That makes so much sense.”
Kristoff laughed. “Yeah, I’ve always been a little hot headed when it comes to the people in my life. Maybe because it was just me and Sven at the start. Any time he got teased or bullied in school I put a stop to it pretty quick. Had plenty of suspensions and almost got expelled once.”
Anna fell in step beside him as they headed back to the kitchen. “That does not surprise me one bit.”
He paused at the end of the kitchen island and gestured to the buckle. “I love this thing. Sven had it custom made and it cost him a pretty penny. It’s pretty much the only material possession I have so far that I really care about.”
“That’s so sweet, Kristoff. And Sven’s buckle must have been from you? With the crow on it?”
“Raven, actually. Yeah, I got it for him for his eighteenth birthday. Same deal, had it custom made.” He smiled. “Ravens are associated with wisdom and insight, and I’ve always felt that he was smarter than me so it seemed fittin’. He’s always had this quick way with thinkin’ and interacting with people that has so far escaped me.”
Anna put her hand over her heart. “You two are the sweetest men, I swear.”
He chuckled. “Well, like I said, we ain’t gift givers so it’s the only present we’ve ever given each other. I’m sure we’ll both be wearin’ these until they break, or we do.”
She cocked her head to the side. “You know, I just realized I have no idea what to get you for your birthday.”
Kristoff smiled and pulled her into a hug. “You don’t ever need to buy me gifts, Anna. You are my gift. Every day with you is a gift, and I cherish them.”
Anna hugged him back tightly. “Well same here obviously, but you still got me a gift so you know I am getting you one too.”
He laughed. “I figured. Just know that you could give me a new pack of socks or underwear and I will greatly appreciate it as much as anything else you could get.”
Anna hummed. “That gives me an idea actually.”
“Does it now? What would that be?”
She laughed as she pulled out of his embrace and smiled up at him. “I’m not spoiling the surprise, mister.”
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Rough Hands, Soft Heart
Inspired by the completely absorbing modern AU Kristanna fanfiction Big Sky Ranch by @kristannafever - you had me at Cowboy Kristoff 🧡
Frozen (c) Disney — fanart by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches, please do not repost or use my work for without permission.
All the love! And that art is amazing! 🩵❄️
💎 Hidden Gem 💎
Another Book, Another Look (At Her) by @annaofthenorthernlights
Rated G, 3404 words. Another unappreciated Kristanna fic, and this one is an utterly gorgeous one shot where the author captures the scenes so genuinely, you can feel the pages on your fingertips and the butterflies in their stomachs. Kristoff appreciates the help he receives finding a book at the library — maybe he needs to do some more ‘research’ next week too.
Rough Hands, Soft Heart
Inspired by the completely absorbing modern AU Kristanna fanfiction Big Sky Ranch by @kristannafever - you had me at Cowboy Kristoff 🧡
Frozen (c) Disney — fanart by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches, please do not repost or use my work for without permission.
💎 Hidden Gem 💎
Another Book, Another Look (At Her) by @annaofthenorthernlights
Rated G, 3404 words. Another unappreciated Kristanna fic, and this one is an utterly gorgeous one shot where the author captures the scenes so genuinely, you can feel the pages on your fingertips and the butterflies in their stomachs. Kristoff appreciates the help he receives finding a book at the library — maybe he needs to do some more ‘research’ next week too.
In light of bill SB593 and that about this time last year was Smut Week prompting some awesome Kristanna fanfic, it’s perfect timing to share this Hidden Gem I just finished reading…
💎 Hidden Gem 💎
Good Cop, Bad Cop by @annas-hair-donut
E, 5 chapters. Imagines what life might be like for Kristoff (detective!) and Anna (devoted housewife!) as a married couple with a teenage daughter (unrepressed Elsa!) — pushing Kristanna to their limit and reigniting their spark. Steamy, thoughtful, transformative.
Another inspiring story from this author which is a perfect example that excellent stories with smut do not contribute to the demoralisation of humanity, but if anything can encourage empathy, reflection, acceptance, growth, hope — the good things that make us human — through the lens of one of our most human experiences.
Check out this under-appreciated fic and smother it in kudos and comments!
Looks Better On You
Yesterday I could smell that delicious aroma of fresh bread baking and thought of the adorable, fun and sexy Kristanna fanfic ‘Yeah, Just Like That’ by the amazing @firawren ! Thought I was hungry, turned out it was the perfect time for some overdue fanart of Anna wearing Kristoff’s sweater! You knead to read it! Rated E, 5048 words.
Frozen (c) Disney — Art by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches. Please do not repost or use my work for any purpose without permission :)
Looks like I’m playing the Kiss Game! @firawren asked for a Kristanna #11 (a kiss to the neck) — I was going to draw but then this idea came to mind (I might still get the pencil out). I hope you like it, teehee.
Icecream, of course
The agitated thrum of cicadas was almost deafening as the heat rose off the path in distorted, shimmering waves. Kristoff ran his hand down the back of his neck to wipe off the sheen of sweat and wiped his hand along his pants leg. The shade from the towering tree above their bench provided little relief.
As always Anna had turned to food to displace her discomfort — icecream, of course. She ran her tongue around the top of the cone and sighed with pleasure as the frozen treat melted in her mouth, soothing her from the inside out.
Maybe it was the heat making Kristoff delirious but suddenly the thick air around him felt ice cold compared to the burning of his cheeks. He gulped down the rest of his icecream to soothe his dry throat but it just didn’t seem enough.
He stole a sideways glance at Anna only to notice that the weather was melting her icecream as quickly as it was thawing his resolve — a stream of creamy chocolate trickled from the corner of her lips and down past her chin into the depths of the neckline of her dress.
With a shriek of surprise Anna was knocked out of her icecream dream as something hot, wet and moving trailed along her collarbone! Kristoff’s golden hair skimmed her bare skin as he chased the drip up her neck, his humid breath tickled her ears and she erupted into a fit of giggles. Suddenly he was laughing too and peppered kisses back down and across her shoulder, attending every freckle.
Anna’s nose wrinkled as she booped his with what was left of her treat and promptly licked it off in one fell swoop.
“Agh!” he scrunched up his eyes and brushed off her saliva with the back of his hand before being hit with a firm kiss to the mouth. His eyes and mouth burst open in bewilderment but before he could lick his lips and return the affection Anna was tugging him by the hand into the hot sunshine.
“C’mon! I want more icecream!”
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Please do not use or repost my work without express permission. Frozen (c) Disney
Love Will Save You
Fanart for ‘Love Will Save You’ by @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots !
This is a great read with generous servings of fluff and wit, but also an inspiring story of the power of unconditional love and removing the stigma of mental health challenges. But really, she had me at Firefighter Kristoff and Anna has her own bakery - called Sprinkles!
The window design is inspired by the lighthouse scene in ‘Love is An Open Door’. I hope you like it!
Please do not repost or use my art for any purpose without express permission.
So many favourites in here and few I haven’t read yet. But the thing with reading fics by @annas-hair-donut, you can’t stop at just one. A binge reading master list!
Show some love with kudos and comments!
First Line Tag Game
feat Rules: List the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself and see if anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends.
No one tagged me, but @kristannafever and @justfrozenthings said this would be fun, so here we go!
1. "Hey, Anna, looks like you got a package," Ryder said as he all but dropped the box on her desk. (Good Vibrations)
2. "Once upon a time, there was a grumpy ice harvester-" (How You Kiss an Arendellian Princess)
3. I want Kristoff to drool, so I need to find the perfect dress. (All Tied Up)
4. Anna's Husband Kristoff was going to be furious when he found out that instead of going to school, Elsa had been spending her days in the woods foraging for mushrooms, talking to butterflies, and skipping stones. (Good Cop, Bad Coop)
5. Kristoff twists his hands on the steering wheel as he glares at the hearts and cupids sprinkled across the brightly colored Oaken's Bath & Sauna Works signs. (She Holds a Candle)
6. Come on, sis! We're gonna be late!" says Elsa. (Sophisticated Grace)
7. Anna stares at the picture of her and her sister on the wall above the steamer, kisses her hand, and touches it to Elsa's face. (Flour in Her Hair)
8. Anna's alarm rang, and the hit the snooze button. (Better Half)
9. "When will we get to Living Rock Township?" (Bundle Up, Scooch In)
10. Kristoff sighs as balances three pizzas in the palm of his hand and shuts the trunk of his 15-year-old Camaro. (Pizza My Heart)
Wow, this was fun! Something interesting: these are all Kristanna fics. If I went to 11, I would have pulled in a Wednesday/Tyler fic!
Tagging anyone who wants to join in all the fun. But I'll just tag @sunflowers-and-sandwiches, @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots and @bad-at-names-and-faces. No pressure!
Ooh I wanna read all of these! If only I were a cat with 8 more lives to read All. The. Fanfic!
Love this author - please apply kudos liberally!
First Line Game
feat Rules: List the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself and see if anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends.
I was tagged by @annaofthenorthernlights. Thank you so much love!<3 Some of these were from multi-chapter fics and wasn’t sure if I was supposed to take the first line from the most recent chapter or not, so ended up doing the first line from the first one. Some of these are very short and are all Kristanna fics except the least one. I was surprised to see how far back these went date wise. I really have been writing as much as I used to. :(
1. Anna shivered as she stuffed her hands in the pocket of the towering blonde beside her, thankful that the world had blessed her with a boyfriend who had body heat like a furnace. (A Season to Hold Close)
2. The bell chimed, signaling that someone had entered the door of the quaint little coffee shop that sat nestled in the corner of Arendelle University. (I Like You a Latte)
3. Kristoff sat on a lava rock as he gazed across the expanse of the crystal blue waters of the ocean. (The Sea Nymph)
4. Anna just finished wiping off the last of her makeup with a wet rag, before her fiancé came up to wrap his broad arms around her lithe waist, his chest pressing behind the small of her back. (Steam that Lingers)
5. “Come on Kristoff,” Elsa pleaded “It won’t be the same without you there. (Is it Too Late to Say I Love You?)
6. He tried to stop it. (Season of the Witch)
7. Anna’s hand trembled as she held up the small test stick in her hand. (When Worries Turn Into Elations )
8. Five years. (Before She Goes)
9. “I’m here, aren’t I?” Anna stormed over to where Kristoff was now standing on their bedroom balcony. (Promise Me)
10. “Because you’re a jinx!” (Just a Jinx)
I’m not sure who all has been tagged besides the others from the post I was tagged in haha so I apologize if I tag you and you already had been previously.
I tag: @emsprovisions @sunflower-sonder @sunflowers-and-sandwiches @kristannafever
Can’t wait to read this, because guys who wear hats, ride steeds and play guitar, yeah!!
Chapter: 1/??
Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Anna/Kristoff
Characters: Anna, Kristoff, Ryder, Elsa,
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Farmer!Kristoff, Musician!Kristoff
Summary:
Horse farmer and trainer by day and musician by night, Kristoff Bjorgman, meets Anna Andersen, a city girl, when he's playing at a country bar during her bachelorette party. But she's taken, so nothing can happen, right?
Chapter 1: The Bachelorette Party
A new instalment in one of my very favourite Kristanna series, Bandana AU by @annas-hair-donut! A powerful (sexy!) series of acceptance and empowerment, featuring cocky but perceptive Kristoff and Anna discovering her personal power - both learning to genuinely love and live ❤️
I highly recommend going back to read the other fics in the series too - get ready for your new fanfic obsession.
Good Vibrations
Words: 5488 (one-shot) Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna/Kristoff Characters: Anna, Kristoff Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Smut, P*rn with Feelings, S*x Toys, Accidental Voyeurism, Light Angst, Self-Love, Clothed S*x, against a door, Mutual Pining, Dirty Talk, Self-Indulgent Series: Bandana AU Summary:
It's been six months since Anna's divorce. Six months since she hooked up with KB and friend-zoned him because she wasn't ready. And six months since she started working for him. And after six months of self-deprivation and KB's ass being right in front of her all day long, she's pretty hard up. So she orders something to help relieve her frustration, and accidentally sends the discrete package to KB's Auto Shop instead of her apartment. KB figures out what's in the package when he accidentally walks in on her. Maybe it's the most mortifying moment of Anna's life. Or maybe she's finally ready for some good vibrations.
Bandana AU
Sun Sneezes Anna emerges from the courthouse happily single and ready to seize the day, but gets derailed by sun sneezes, a good Samaritan's bandana, and a really nice ass. (T)
Rain Check Newly divorced Anna goes for a walk to work off some pent-up energy, but gets derailed by rain, a good Samaritan’s garage, and some really great D. (E)
Here Comes the Sun Anna 2.0 is earthy, technicolor, alive, and ready to find her place in the sun but gets derailed by a flat tire, a phone call with a good Samaritan, and another really great ass. But maybe it’s time for a fresh start. (E)
Adorable Kristanna art by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches. Please do not reuse/repost without permission!!!
Do You Wanna Decorate A Christmas Tree?
Additional art for Under the Winter Moon, my contribution to the Frozen x Beauty & the Beast 2024 Yuletide Gift Exchange. Created for @true--north.
Christmas can be a wonderful time of celebration and giving, but sometimes gifts aren’t the only things that come unwrapped. Will Elsa and Anna get their hearts’ true Christmas wishes? Rated T, 3412 words.
Also thank you to @lovewillthaw-j. I used your amazing analysis of the Arendelle castle library extensively to plan the above illustration.
Please do not post or use my work for any purpose without express permission.
Under the Winter Moon
My contribution to the Frozen x Beauty & the Beast Yuletide Gift Exchange 2024 created for @true--north.
Christmas can be a wonderful time of celebration and giving, but sometimes gifts aren’t the only things that come unwrapped. Will Elsa and Anna get their hearts’ true Christmas wishes? Rated T.
Shout out! The dividers in the work were created by the amazing @strangergraphics! Thank you 🩵
Please do not post or use my work for any purpose without express permission.
This one is going to be a blast!
How You Kiss an Arendellian Princess
Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna/Kristoff, Kristoff & Trolls, Bulda & Kristoff Characters: Kristoff, Anna, Trolls, Bulda Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Inspired by Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937), Song: Fixer Upper (Maia Wilson & Cast of Frozen), There Was Only One Bed, Snowed In, Sunshine x grumpy dynamic, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Multiplicity/Plurality, Kristoff Needs a Hug (Disney), Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting Series: Part 2 of Kristoff and the Seven Trolls Summary:
The Arendellian princess will die in the eternal winter if she doesn’t stay the night in Kristoff’s cabin, and all Kristoff has to do is get through one night without falling for her. It would be much easier if there weren't just one stack of hay to lay on, one blanket to share, and seven rock trolls living in his head who keep trying to fix him up with a woman who’s engaged to someone else.
Or, an alternate meet cute where Anna wanders into Kristoff's cabin instead of Oaken's and the Valley of the Living Rock is inside Kristoff's head, where the rock trolls live.
Written for the Frozen x BATB Yuletide Exchange 2024.
Frozen x BATB Yuletide Exchange 2024 Master List
This year, we have 12 fanfics and one piece of fan art for the exchange! You can find the entire collection here. Links to individual fics with descriptions are below.
Frozen
A little expertise @lyricalark (@snowberriesromanoff)
(Anna/Kristoff, E)
Kristoff is a wedding planner who took over his mom Bulda's business when she retired. She's always said she'll come out of retirement to plan his wedding but he's not holding his breath. Anna is a bride-to-be like any other, except she's clearly not happy and her fiancé Hans doesn't see or doesn't care to see. And Kristoff is starting to care. Or, the Kristanna Wedding Planner AU
Fir-needles and Crocuses @be_my_druidess (@true--north)
(Anna & Elsa; Anna/Kristoff, T)
Anna and Elsa invite Kristoff to spend Christmas with them.
How You Kiss an Arendellian Princess [not yet posted] @annas-hair-donut
(Anna/Kristoff; Kristoff & the Trolls, M)
The Arendellian princess will die in the eternal winter if she doesn’t stay the night in Kristoff’s cabin. All Kristoff has to do is get through one night without falling for her. It would be easier if there weren’t just one stack of hay, one blanket, and seven rock trolls living in his head who keep trying to fix him up with a woman who’s engaged to someone else. Or, an alternate meet cute where Anna wanders into Kristoff's cabin instead of Oaken's and the rock trolls live in Kristoff’s head instead of the Valley of the Living Rock.
Snowed In With Open Doors @chibiotaku4life
(Anna/Hans, G)
Hans has a special surprise for Anna this year when they are snowed in during her favorite holiday.
Under the Winter Moon @sunflowers-and-sandwiches
(Anna/Kristoff; Anna & Elsa, T)
Christmas can be a wonderful time of celebration and giving, but sometimes gifts aren’t the only things that come unwrapped. Will Elsa and Anna get their hearts’ true Christmas wishes?
Valiant, pungent, Santa baby! @annaorthenorthernlights
(Anna/Kristoff, E)
Kristoff has planned a special Christmas surprise for Anna...
You'll Never be Alone @flowerinherhair (@glassslippers-n-cowboyboots)
(Elsa/Hans, T)
Hans Westergaard is in a friendly little competition with Elsa Arendelle for the top spot in the law school class. Maybe Hans wants more than for things to be friendly between them though.
Beauty & the Beast
Hidden Desires Seeking Satisfaction @biblioscribler (@99goosebumps)
(Belle/Beast, E)
Belle plays a naughty game of hide and seek with Beast.
Something sweet @firawren
(Beast/Belle, M)
Belle challenges her grumpy roommate Adam to take part in her Christmas tradition of doing acts of service for people. He thinks it’s ridiculous. Everyone knows Christmas is just about selling shit and families fighting. But as he starts to give it a try, he discovers that maybe he kind of likes being nice. And maybe he really likes Belle, too.
Stories @flowerinherhair @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots)
(Adam/Belle, T)
Adam is risking being kicked out of his university program if he doesn't get at least a 75% on his final English essay. He needs a tutor and the one person who can help him is the beautiful, smart, intimidating girl who sits in the front row.
Frozen x BATB Crossovers
Behind the Curtain of Snowfall @chibiotaku4life
(Belle/Ryder Nattura, T)
Belle and Ryder have a terrifying run-in with wolves, and find what's really important in the winter woods.
Books of a Flurry @paigebstorey
(Belle & Elsa, G)
Belle works in the local bookstore cafe, a place of wonder and escape from the hustle and bustle of the world outside. This is the story of how she met her favorite customer.
The Icy Roses @magentacravat
(Belle & Elsa, G)
Belle has rose powers or even plant growth powers that, like Elsa's ice powers, are tied to love. The icy goddess finally meets her counterpart with the power of roses of love.
This year's batch is so great! Here's some quick stats from this year's exchange:
We had 3 Frozen x BATB crossover fics, including 2 Belle/Elsa and the very first fic in the Belle/Ryder Nattura tag. We need more of both ships!
We had 11 fanfics created by 9 writers and 1 piece of fan art, with @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots and @chibiotaku4life both writing pinch hits for the exchange! Thank you so much for showing a little extra love so everyone could participate!
@sunflowers-and-sandwiches created the beautiful banner for this year's exchange. Thank you so much for lending your talents!
@paigebstorey served as our co-mod this year. Thank you so much for your help! Hopefully she'll take over one day.
We had 5 NSFW fics and 8 SFW works this year.
I also want to apologize for posting this so late, especially since some of these are Christmas themed. It's 100% my fault so please go and read those fics anyway!
DM me or @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots if you're interested in joining the Frozen/BATB writing server, Frozen Hearts Worth Melting.
Christmas Wishes, Secret Kisses
All the way back in October I got tagged by the wonderful @firawren in Ficback Friday!
📚 First Bookmark 🔖
Rules: Share (one of) your first Ao3 bookmark(s) then tag others to join!
I thought I might have enough time to get some art in before posting, just in time for Christmas! (But not Friday!)
One of my first bookmarks on AO3 was Secret Santa and the Ugly Sweater Contest by @annas-hair-donut / @loonysama !
Thoughtful, fluffy and funny with just the right amount of seasonal angst, it’s still one of my favourite Kristanna Modern AU stories from one of my favourite authors.
Please don’t post or use my art for any purpose without express permission.
No presh tags @loonysama, @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots, @frenzy5150, @bad-at-names-and-faces, @annaofthenorthernlights
I love stumbling across stories that are passionate, insightful and find you discovering something a little unexpected!
Some fan art for All Tied Up by @annas-hair-donut / @loonysama
Go and drop some comments and kudos! 🩵
Please do not repost or use for any purpose without express permission. Respect creators and their copyright.
Frightfully fun fics by one of my favourite authors! 🎃
Happy Halloween!!!
I usually write something for Halloween, and despite my break from fanfic, I was trying to get something together for this year (y'all, it was going to be a Practical Magic AU!). Sigh. Instead here's some of the Halloween/Fall Frozen fics I have written. Artwork by @keeshya6 and @justfrozenthings , both for The Jakku Lantern. I have started something for Yule, so hopefully I can manifest it! My WIPs are also always on my mind, but sorry I still have a block on them. In the mean time, Happy Halloween, everyone! Hope you enjoy.
Halloween Fics
To Dye For (Kristanna, E)
Anna, an aspiring hair stylist, hopes to get to know her crush/co-worker Kristoff better when he asks her to dye his hair blue. Everything goes well until it doesn't.
The Jakku Lantern (Kristanna, T)
It’s Kristoff, his Mandalorian helmet, and Olaf the Pumpkin King, against Raggedy Anna and Elsa AKA Maleficent, in a pumpkin carving contest judged by Sandy Claws Sven. Will Mando get a happy ending, despite the helmet that just won't budge, in this alternate version of the charades scene from Frozen II?
The Headless Horseman, a Chilling Tale (Kristanna, T)
One Halloween night, Anna finally left her violent and controlling husband Hans and fled through the dark hedges, which were said to be haunted by a headless horseman in search of blood and heads, to get to her sister Elsa. While the headless horseman was only a legend, Anna's cruel husband was real. Will the horrors of the forest be worse than than the husband she left behind?
The Grandfather Clock (Kristanna, T)
There's a demonic presence in the house Anna has inherited from her parents, who died in unexplained circumstances. Determined to sell it and be rid of the burden, she's enlists the help of her ex-husband Hans and Honeymaren's paranormal investigation team, but she finds herself relying on the local sheriff's expertise instead.
When It Rains, It Pours Drabbles (Kristanna, T)
Doorman Kristoff has a run of bad luck when Anna, dressed as the Morton Salt Girl for her friend's Halloween party, walks into the building with a bluster of wind and a dripping wet umbrella. Is it Friday the 13th? Or is it just Anna?
Fall/American Thanksgiving Fics
Ginger Sweet Love (Kristanna, M)
Anna and Kristoff get a second chance to tell each other how they feel when Kristoff shows up unexpectedly at Anna’s Halloween/Friendsgiving party. Let's hope 17 years later isn't 17 years too late.
Uncertain Uncertainties (Kristanna, T)
After getting caught sneaking out of Hans' dorm room, Anna gets stuck helping her folks out at the reenactment of the first Harvest Day at the Olde Arendelle Historic Village instead of spending it with her friends. She's happy enough to play dress up and help out until she gets stuck on table setting duty with Hans' nerdy roommate Kristoff, the guy who ratted her out.
Iduna's Apple (Kristanna, T)
Kristoff had been giving Anna baskets of his best apples for her Harvest Day pies for years, but he was always too shy to express his affection in any other way. Everything changed, though, when Anna got a goat named Sven with a taste for apples.
To Be Continued (Kristanna, T)
Kristoff had less than a week left to finish building his company's float for the Arendelle Harvest Day Parade and he had everything planned out… until his boss Olaf insisted that his niece Anna help out.
I read something the other day about “waste your time, that’s when the good stuff happens” - and this is the very best of good stuff to procrastinate over!
Mountain Man
Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M (swearing) WC: 3425
~This was a collab with @lukin08
Summary: Kristoff lives a solitary life off the grid in the wilds of Alaska. He is a mountain man in every sense of the word. When his supply pilot Anna is forced to stay with him and wait out a winter storm, his world is thrown completely out of balance.
Chapter Index
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Kristoff woke well before the sun, getting an early start on all the things he needed to prepare before the winter set in and he would be unable to navigate the hundred or so miles to the closest settlement of people.
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Kings and Queens
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The mysterious mists that once enveloped the Enchanted Forest return, seeking. Queen Anna and Kristoff travel to liaise with Elsa and the new leader of the Northuldra, but are attacked. In protecting Anna, Kristoff and Sven are sucked into the mist. Anna now alone on the blizzard strewn mountain.
Inside the mist, Kristoff and Sven are merged temporarily and He becomes a gatekeeper of realms, King of the Inbetween? When they merge they access that magic and become an amplifier for Anna and Elsa’s own abilities, not controlling them but empowering them. But when the Reindeer King is returned to Arendelle, a menacing presence is also drawn from the rift. ‘We have always feared Elsa's powers were too much for this world, now, we must pray they are enough.’
@firawren A bit of reindeer magic….
It was so rewarding to create something for a story that meant so much to you @annaofthenorthernlights - from both our hearts!💕
Thank you @sunflowers-and-sandwiches for this absolute amazing lovely Kristanna fanart!
This is so beautiful and just brings across the intended mood of this fic so much! Come to think of this fic being one of my early writing...
I can´t find the words! 💜
Restless Heart on AO3 (rated T)
He had been on the road too long. And it had suited him well, until lately, when the dread of constant change of scenery slowly but surely pulling at him more and more, though he didn´t like to admit it…
Sharing the love! ❤️ This incarnation of Kristoff is so hot you could fry an egg on him! Plus Anna’s wonderful journey of self love and acceptance. Read it! Read it!
@sunflowers-and-sandwiches made this art for my Bandana AU series and I had to share it!
Sun Sneezes* (T)
Anna emerges from the courthouse happily single and ready to seize the day, but gets derailed by sun sneezes, a good Samaritan's bandana, and a really nice ass. *renamed from Future's So Bright
Rain Check** (E)
Newly divorced Anna goes for a walk to work off some pent-up energy, but gets derailed by rain, a good Samaritan’s garage, and some really great D. **Frozen Smut Week 2023: Amethyst
Here Comes the Sun***(E)
Anna 2.0 is earthy, technicolor, alive, and ready to find her place in the sun but gets derailed by a flat tire, a phone call with a good Samaritan, and another really great ass. But maybe it’s time for a fresh start. ***This is my 69th published fic! And I’m going all out with 6,969 words, a title from a 1969 Beatles song, and, last but definitely not least, some good old-fashioned 69!
I had dreams of expanding this series with a multi-chap about Anna working at KB's garage with boss/employee relationship (read: secret relationship), friends-to-lovers, trauma recovery, and a wicked slow burn. IDK, maybe I still will.
Thank you so much @sunflowers-and-sandwiches for this art! It completely made my day!
Thank you!
Thank you everyone who liked, kudos, commented and reblogged my first Frozen fanfic ‘Of Princesses and Reindeer Kings’! I am shocked, thrilled, confounded that so many people enjoyed the story and artwork. Those small acts really encourage me to keep pushing my abilities and put a little more love out there into the world.
Of Princesses & Reindeer Kings
Growing-closer couple Princess Anna and Kristoff Bjorgman finally find the opportunity to slip away from the curious onlookers of Arendelle unnoticed. It’s their first adventure together since the Great Thaw - the first time for a lot of things.
My first story ever, and it’s Kristanna fanfic! Rated ‘Explicit’ for sexy times, but mostly mild angst and fluff.
Thank you @annaofthenorthernlights and @loonysama / @annas-hair-donut for helping make this happen. You’re my fan fiction heroes ❄️🌻🥪
(Please do not use my art for any purpose without express permission!)
Come Dance With Me
Please do not repost or reuse my art for ANY purpose without express permission.
I’ve been reblogging a few GIFs lately, so I thought it was time to post a few gifts!
This artwork was inspired by the fanfics ‘Knock on Wood’ by @loonysama and ‘Hungry Eyes and Moving Hips’ by @annaofthenorthernlights on AO3.
Sometimes love is a slow burn, sometimes it’s quick to light.
‘Knock on Wood’ is punchy, cheeky and full of Cocky Kristoff charm (Rated Teen+ 1 shot)
‘Hungry Eyes and Moving Hips’ is sensual and fun, it’s hard not to keep reading (Rated E - sexy times! 8 chapters)
Both stories celebrate the intimate, exciting, sometimes awkward dance of love.
I was going to apologise for it being sketchy instead of polished but I realised, these two are the fixer uppers! They’re not perfect and that’s what makes them relatable and lovable. So, I’ve learned to roll with it.
Let’s go create something magical, together!
Frozen x Beauty and the Beast Yuletide 2024
is now open for sign-ups!!!
The exchange is open to all kinds of fan works - fanfic, fan art, mood boards, playlists, etc.
Sign-ups go through Sunday 10/6 and assignments will go out as soon as possible after that so you can go ahead and get started.
Sign-ups: Now open
Sign-ups close: 10/7 (@12am UTC)
Assignments sent to participants: ASAP 10/7
Assignments due: 12/22 (@12am UTC)
Beautiful banner by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches