QUEEN.

indie & selective queen anna from frozen, written by keir. est. 2014.

[actualrealliveanna]

hey everyone! I truly want to apologize for my absence. I’ve been having a difficult time with some med changes and thus having a terrible time sleeping, and am just super unnerved by everything happening in the world (and am playing too much Animal Crossing). I’m hoping to be back here soon! as always, please don’t hesitate to reach out. I do give out my Discord to mutuals so if you’d like to contact me there in the meantime, let me know! I’m a tad more active there right now.

this is a list of who is in my drafts right now. again, I sincerely apologize for the wait on these. I look forward to replying and getting back into these great stories! if you believe I owe something and you’re not on this, please let me know, chances are I lost it!

@enchantedorigins (x2) @streetxcat @dalvve @isgudiiinde @bchemianrhapscdy @pxperhearts @writtenvow @emblazcned

[actualrealliveanna]

writtenvow·:

Two gingers eyebrows rose at her words. That was still the best night of her life, still? Wow, Kriss was worse than he thought. “I would have thought this Kristy would have…” he grinned before wiggling his eyebrows at her, “By now…” It was amusing to think she still had not done much with her new boy of hers. 

“I’m assuming this means you’re still unwed then?” Or did she just have a really dull wedding night that wasn’t all that memorable to her. 

She blushed, eyes cast downwards so as not to meet his gaze. She would NOT discuss... THAT with him. He wasn’t wrong, but... no.

“Only engaged,” she answered, holding up her left hand to show him her ring. He would probably chuckle at it, at its simplicity and demure nature. But it was better than nothing. “I think it’s pretty, but then again, I don’t have anything to compare it to.” She looked at him, a certain fire in her eyes. “The last time I was engaged I wasn’t given one.” 

[actualrealliveanna]

vinterdrxnning·:

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓, brows lifting in surprise. How closely had she been observed for Anna to have noticed the shift in her behaviour? Somehow it was reassuring to know that someone was truly looking out for her, not from concern for the kingdom, but for herself. 

“Truly, Anna, I’m fine,” Elsa reassured her, smiling down at her. “It’s been a change, going from still being able to fall back on Kai or the council to being mostly responsible for myself, but it’s alright. I promise.”

Things would settle down soon. She would adjust to the gates being open, to the influx of people now in the castle. In a way, the increased staff made things easier – more people to take on more of the tasks. Already areas that had been neglected were being put right again, rooms dusted off and furniture brought back down from the attics. This was still a period of change, for all of them, and everyone was scurrying around to try and find a new normal. 

“Things will settle again soon, I hope,” she continued, a tired edge to her tone. 

“They will,” Anna reassured, though she knew she had no right to do so. Who was she to say that things would settle down for the sisters? Ever since the gates had opened, their lives had been a whirlwind of change and activity, and no signs pointed to anything slowing down.

While Anna loved the busyness, the constant socialization and duties that her role entailed, she knew the same couldn’t necessarily be said for her sister. Elsa had been shut away for thirteen years, and was kept even more isolated than Anna had been. Queen was obviously a completely different role than princess, and Elsa was still trying to learn and discover just what she could do with her powers. It had to be an incredibly stressful time for her, Anna thought. She’d do anything she could to make sure her sister knew she was not alone.

“Everything HAS been a big adjustment, huh?” She let a nervous chuckle slide through her lips. “Even for me. And I’ve been dreaming about the open gates for... well, for forever.” Smiling, she propped her head up with one arm to observe her sister.

“You know you can tell me if things are stressful, right? If you need help? I’m here for you, Elsa.”

[actualrealliveanna]

so schools are closed here for the next two weeks and my family is preemptively self-quarantining as much as possible to reduce our risk of transmitting the virus, so I’ll be here much more frequently! gonna log off for tonight but I plan on putting a dent in my drafts tomorrow!

[actualrealliveanna]

hcpebelief·:

@actualrealliveanna·: Liked for an Olga starter

“Queen Anna. I couldn’t be more happy for you.” To say she was fond of the young woman was an understatement. Anna had always reminded her of Anastasia so much with her exuberance and life- wanting to live life to its fullest. Anastasia had grown much over the years, but there was something about the young queen before her that she hoped her sister would one day have. Anna seemed to glow- she was happy and vibrant and seemingly complete and at ease with things. Queenship became her in a way she hadn’t anticipated seeing in the young princess she had met a few years past. 

“I hear nothing but glowing reports about Arendelle since your coronation. I’m so glad to hear things have been well for you and your sister.”

Anna couldn’t help but blush at the other’s kind words. She and Empress Olga had always had an excellent relationship, since the time the gates were first opened. But now, as a QUEEN in her own right, Anna felt even more connected to her. They were both leaders, and Anna knew that like herself, Olga only wanted what was best for her people. What was best for everyone.

“I appreciate that,” she said, smiling at the other. “It’s been an adjustment. I have so many new responsibilities. And it’s weird without Elsa here. But I’m settling in, and knowing she’s happy makes ME happy, you know?” She was sure Olga understood, having her own siblings. “I feel like we’re both where we belong.”

[kristoffsqueen]

It’s time to count our blessings beneath an autumn sky

[weltenwellen]

[actualrealliveanna]

streetxcat·:

         CAT COULD ONLY TALK SO MUCH.  She hadn’t exactly left Copper under her own volition.  So Anna had been stronger than her in that regard.  With Vinnie, it was SORT OF her own control… but only after he had nearly left her behind while he escaped - attempting to shove her at the guards for distraction.  Cat was just far more skilled than him, giving her the advantage to fight b a c k, ultimately leaving the outcome the opposite of what the older boy had anticipated.  There was no guilt or running back to either of them.  Copper was the sort of person who she only felt small ( figuratively alongside the literal… ) against when in his presence while Vinnie… well.  He had made it obvious, shattering her heart like that in the middle of their supposed Bonnie and Clyde lovebirds escape.

       As far as she was aware, Hans hadn’t done anything blatant ( but she wasn’t aware of much in terms of the relationship so this was an assumption ).  Anna just had to know and take the situation into her own grasp.  Leave on her own terms… because he wasn’t going to actually give her the breaking blow that would force her away.  Thus, while it was kept behind apathetic gaze, Cat felt a smidge of admiration for Anna.  It had to be d i f f i c u l t.  Going against what had become habit and ingrained wasn’t easy, hence why the brunette was thankful she hadn’t run into Copper again.  Her heart worried she’d fall right back in line to him as though he forever held chains around her wrists.

                   Though she wasn’t entirely oblivious to the feeling of reclaiming yourself.  Just… not in terms of the abuse from Copper or Vinnie.  Maurion… he was another story.  Having ripped away her control, having made her feel pathetic, powerless, like she did something wrong, like she no longer owned herself.  Perhaps she related more to the redhead that way, but on… a varying level of intimacy.  An intimacy Cat had NEVER asked for or wanted.  An intimacy she had to take back for herself by selling herself…  For a limited time.  That sort of life far from suited her, but she had more power, more control, so she won her body back.  As much of it as she could have, at least.

       ( She was appallingly lucky, she knew.  Not many groups like that were treated with the respect and dignity the women were granted.  Their… owner? pimp? whatever he was… he had been decent, and probably one of the only of his kind of who would let a woman choose to leave under her own power.  If he had been different, Cat doubted she would reflect on the circumstances in the same way.  He’d just be another monster. )

                    Snapping back to the moment, head tilted, glancing over to Anna with narrowed eyes.  Heart skittered for a second, not entirely sure was to make of the word ‘confession’ until her companion went on.  Upon completion of the sentence, Cat snorted, unable to help the amusement.  She had half expected Anna to say she had murdered someone in a sandwich shop before.  THAT would have been quite the twist to the day.

      “M’that way with doughnuts,” a small admission but one nonetheless.  “I like… uh.  M’not super picky about my meat.  I’d say turkey or roast beef, I tend t’have chicken the most.  Provolone?  Or… I don’t know, one of those white ones.  I know provolone is white…  Not the yellow stuff.  But the only thing I hate is coconut.  Tha’ would be g r o s s on a sandwich…”

LEAVING had been the hardest thing Anna had ever done. Well, aside from the death of her parents and the feelings of abandonment associated with Elsa’s illness. But perhaps that was what had made it so hard. She’d been so alone her entire life, so isolated... any attention would have enticed her. And Hans... well, he was Hans. He was charming, and handsome, and ( seemingly ) kind. He’d offered Anna a safe place, promised that he’d never shut her out. And for a while, that was just the way things were.

But things changed. Slowly. Hardly noticeable at first. But the hand that had once held hers so gently tightened around her wrist, controlling her every move. Not to mention the things he’d said about her, and worse, about Elsa. She’d known it had been time to break away, but how could she? He’d treated her so well, and she loved him. She LOVED him.

Things weren’t good, though, no matter how one looked at the situation. And although she’d denied it at first, Anna did realize that things were not as they should be. She’d only tried to talk to Hans about it once — framing it as a discussion rather than a confrontation, but of course, that wasn’t how he’d seen it. And his reaction was what had driven her to leave without even a goodbye.

She glanced at the younger girl. She didn’t know much about the her story, only the part it was in, but she KNEW Cat understood what she’d gone through, to some degree. There was no need for such a young girl to want to fight a rich asshole for treating his girlfriend badly.

Or maybe she was just combative, which Anna could get behind.

She wanted to know more, but knew not to push. Maybe in the future. For now, she was just grateful to have a friend.

“Turkey and provolone it is, then!” Anna placed the order, and moved to the side to wait for the sandwich to be served. “Doughnuts are pretty great, too,” she continued, “especially chocolate ones. I love chocolate. Chocolate and sandwiches. But not together.”

[actualrealliveanna]

isgudiiinde·:

           “…I know. But sometimes love can still blind us too, no matter how wonderful it is. It’s beautiful but can be dangerous too, Anna.” She wasn’t wrong       even though the sisters have gone for years without some kind of love, they weren’t familiar nor were they careful to acknowledge it. While Anna’s empty heart has been filled by a conniving stranger, Elsa had forgotten what real love felt like too. 

             “Everything…was happening so much that day. With the gates reopening, our reunion, the people, the coronation…it was so much for us. And I was pretty on edge too       I should be the one apologizing, Anna. I knew you were so happy but I should have been a little considerate to tell you. And…I did want to tell you about my magic at the time but without anyone finding out. I shouldn’t have been so afraid, especially for you.”

Elsa’s words rang true. Love could blind you. As could ambition. That had been evident in Hans. How different, their paths were. Each wanted the same thing, to be accepted and to feel worthy, but they’d chosen different paths. Somehow, though, both had been blinded by what they thought they’d wanted most, by what they thought was the best way to achieve that. Of course, things had worked out for Anna in the end. For Hans... not so much.

Anna shook her head at her sister’s next words, though. “You weren’t ready. And that’s okay. I just wish you’d gotten to tell me in a different way, so we could actually talk things through. Which IS my fault, because I did push you... I guess we both could have acted differently.”

[actualrealliveanna]

SO the medications I’m on are sedating me a bit too much, which is why I haven’t been as active as I’d like — I’m literally aways sleeping. add in having no motivation and you’ve got you’re answer as to where I’ve been! I’m going off one of the meds, so hopefully that will help. as usual, my DMs are always open if you’d like to chat!

[smollmikey]

“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

dont deny it DONT DENY IT 

“It never works for us, and it never will.”

“I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”

“I can’t fall in love with you.  I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”

“My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”

“I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”

“I regret it all.  I really do, I swear.  Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”

“Remember when you promised we’d always be together?  Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”

“I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”

“The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”

“I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”

“Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”

“This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on.  You never caught on.  I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”

“Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”

“Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”

“Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”

“It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly.  It was just like… Morphine.”

“You’re just not enough anymore.”

“It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”

“Ah, it was all my fault.  Wasn’t it?”

“To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”

“Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you.  You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”

“You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”

“Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”

“I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”

“This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”

“I couldn’t make you fall in love with me.  I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”

“Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”

“To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”

“I know I deserve better than you.  I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”

“All of this was to protect myself.”

“I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”

“I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”

“Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”

“Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”

“The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”

“We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”

“What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”

“I’ll let you down.  I will always let you down.  I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”

“Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”

“I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”

“I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”

“I can’t forget about him/her!  It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”

“The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying.  He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”

“Listen…  You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried.  He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please.  Give me what I deserve.”

“It would have been better if we never met.”

“You’re my regret.”

“I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”

“Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”

“This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”

“Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love.  How pathetic.”

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[actualrealliveanna]

southisle·:

( ✧ . . ANNA ! / @actualrealliveanna· sent : [ trail ] ++

It simply caught Hans’ eye when he noticed the scar on Anna , sure she had quite a number of freckles from her nose to her shoulders but there was a scar as well . Tainting the otherwise well taken care of skin on her as his gloved hand reaches towards it , keeping his look on Anna .

❛ What’s this ? ❜ Maybe it wasn’t his place to ask since he had a few of his underneath the clothes he was wearing , which was a relief to him that she couldn’t see .

She flinched slightly at his touch. Not because it wasn’t welcomed, in fact it was quite the opposite — it had been so long since she’d felt the warmth of another’s hand on her skin, and for years she’d craved it. Three long years since she’d received a loving hug from Mama or had her hair gently tousled by Papa... and even longer since she’d seen, let alone touched Elsa. So really, her reaction was more surprised than it was offended.

“That one?” She said, glancing down at the jagged white line that marred the skin of her shoulder. “I thought it’d be neat to chop my hair off myself when I was like, seven. I wound up slashing myself with the scissors AND messing up my hair.” She giggled a bit at the admission. “I have another one here, on my wrist. I tried to bake cookies and burnt myself on the pan. Do you have any?”

[actualrealliveanna]

isgudiiinde·:

             “Oh, he’s just being a jerk I’m sure.” Elsa rolled her eyes. Men like Kristoff don’t really understand how a woman’s heart works, especially when it came to love or old flames. Anna was still new to everything and being involved with Arendelle once more at the time. Elsa did not want to blame her, but she was very drowned in love. It was her responsibility to open her eyes to that, even though she has having difficulties with her magic. 

                “He just needs to understand from your perspective. There’s no need for him to behave like that. I know I…wasn’t supportive of it at all, but I knew that marriage after one day was definitely too fast.”

Deep down, Anna knew in her heart that agreeing to marriage after only a day was a bad decision. But she also knew how desperate she’d been, and how Hans had made her feel. For the first time in her life, she’d felt SEEN. And that had been powerful.

“It was,” she admitted, sighing. “You weren’t necessarily in the wrong. It was way too fast, and everything that happened after we asked for your blessing was my fault. If I hadn’t fallen so hard...” She shook her head, an immense wave of guilt washing over her. “I know what I did was foolish. And I’m ASHAMED. But Elsa, I really thought... I thought it was love.”

[elloras]

Lost me? You saved me. Again.

[italianhoney]

not to be nsfw but i wish someone was playing with my hair and giving me sweet kisses on the cheek and forehead rn

[actualrealliveanna]

writtenvow·:

It was no surprise to Hans that Anna and her new… beau didn’t really discuss him. He was sure it would be a big downer or mood killer, not that he cared about her relationship with this new neanderthal but what he did find intriguing was how pained she seemed over this admission. 

Something was there.

“He’ll never understand what we shared,” he said but it came out softer than he expected. He was surprised by himself at this moment. 

She did her best not to react to him. Reacting would affirm what he’d said, acknowledge that she and Hans had shared something... special. Something that her relationship with Kristoff lacked, as much as she hated to admit it.

Still, she couldn’t help that the corners of her lips tugged up at the softness of his tone. He almost sounded sincere.

“I think of Elsa’s coronation often,” she admitted. “You gave me the best night I’d ever had. And, despite, you know, everything, I’ll always be grateful for that.”

[actualrealliveanna]

enchantedorigins·:

They sat comfortably beside one another, Edward listening as she spoke. The cosmos above continued to twinkle with stars, filled with bands of ribbons that stole his breath and put some of the other marvels he had seen in his travels to shame. Of course, nothing in this earthly world or in the heavens could touch the redhaired beauty that secured his heart. She didn’t realize her beauty, but she deserved to be admired and adored. Witnessing the sadness in her before had only made Edward want to protect her.

❝ I fear I too often did not look to the stars until now. To see such splendor displayed for all to see, it is humbling, ❞ Edward confessed with an uncharacteristic humility. He looked at Anna with a gentle smile, then after a heartbeat, looked up again. ❝ And now, seeing the night sky aflame with beauty, I am entranced. ❞ It wasn’t a sight his eyes had been graced with before, after all. Even so, he never forgot his present company. Edward turned back to Anna, the emotions he so often wore on his sleeve achingly apparent in his expressive features, tied to the feelings she and she alone stirred inside of him. He regarded her awash with devotion so intense he was nearly lost in the wake of it.

❝ This moment is only as grand as it is with you here. Shutting you out would be a death sentence to me. I would wish that I could sit with you more and see the stars reflect in those beautiful eyes of yours. ❞ His stare passed over Anna’s intently as he murmured that sentiment. Gazing into those gleaming blue eyes, their depths catching the starlight beneath her lashes, he was beside himself. Their close proximity became shaped by something different, almost tangible. ❝ They are…enchanting. ❞ That was when Edward began to angle toward Anna, slowly leaning closer as if pulled by gravity itself, until his warm breath ghosted across her lips. He whispered words that felt like they had waited lifetimes to escape. ❝ I wish to see you always, whether it be right in front of me or within my heart. Be mine, Anna. ❞

Edward couldn’t resist the temptation any longer and closed the distance between them to nothing. His lips met upon hers, and as the crystalline, vibrant lights danced in the sky, so too did sensation ignite in his entire body. Even within the darkness of his own closed eyes, everything felt white hot. He kissed with the truest feeling of love he had ever felt.

The sky was more beautiful on that night than Anna had ever seen it, alight with magnificent colors, shining brighter than it ever had before. A feeling welled in her chest, one that she couldn’t quite explain — contentedness, perhaps? Now, there was a feeling she hadn’t experienced in quite some time. Since Elsa went away, really. Sure, there had been times during her isolation where she’d felt happiness, but those moments were fleeting. Never did she feel secure in her joy, never at peace.

In one short night, though, all that had changed. Edward was the catalyst. The warmth in her chest burned brighter as he spoke. She delighted in the fact that he found the sky as lovely as she always had, that it moved him in the way it had always moved her. Of course, his words flattered, and she agreed with all of them. There was no place she’d rather be than by his side, looking up at the night sky, discussing hopes and dreams and LOVE. Tears welled in her eyes as he told her that he desired her company, and always would. She opened her mouth to answer his question, to agree to BE HIS, but before any words could come out, he pressed his lips to hers, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

Her eyes remained open, for the first couple seconds. She was in shock. This was a moment pulled straight from the old collections of fairytales she’d read for years, straight from her wildest dreams. Surely she WAS dreaming... wasn’t she? There was no way a prince as... princely as Edward was so enchanted by a princess as plain as herself. But as the moment continued, she was convinced it was real, and she relaxed. Content. Yes, at long last, she was content.

She let the kiss go on for a few moments, reveling in the act. She’d imagined her first kiss for years, and this far outdid her fantasies. She pulled away ( although, truthfully, that was the last thing she wanted to do ) and drew in a deep breath. Her eyes alight with the magnificent lights of the sky and new tears, she spoke, a bewildered tone evident in her voice: “Is this... is this what LOVE is? I’ve read about it for years and years in books and seen it in paintings and heard it in songs. And I always imagined what it would be like. And... I don’t know. This feels like something out of one of those stories. I feel as though I’m living one with you.”