For the first time

I'm sorry I've not been on! Work has been crazy and I've been working on my Anna Cosplay for the Frozen sing-a-long I'm doing for my library kids

#ooc #frozen #anna

'Once Upon A Time' (I don't know what it is, but I want this)

Send me ‘Once Upon A Time’ and I’ll generate a number!

8. My muse will save yours from a tower.

It had taken him forever to find her, the guards had hidden her very well. Though why they’d kidnapped her, he had no idea. Not wanting to somehow take the fall for this. This was just a feeling he had, someone kidnapped her and had placed clues for it seem like it was his doing, and only Anna would be the one who could tell them otherwise.

"Anna…Anna?" He furrowed his brows as he slunk toward the room that resided at the top of the tallest tower. How original. "Anna? Are you around here?"

The scene was quiet, the wind whistled around them and brush seemed to rustle the leaves. He tried to focus on it instead of his tossing stomach and light head. He did follow her movements as quick as he could, but his injuries were getting aggravated as he kept moving faster and faster to keep up with her.

"A-Anna…wh-what about you? Y-you’re worse then I am. I sh-should be carrying you." He pushed himself against her and wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her..or was it himself? He didn’t know.

"A-Anna slow down…"

"I can still walk." She said almost jabbingly. She did slow though, and let them shift and readjust their hold on each other. Anna sighed, what were they thinking, running in this shape. Her hand gripped the back of his jacket and she moved in steady even paces toward the nearing cave.

"We're almost there..." She said softly.

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Angsty Sentence Starters

For those who have met or those who haven’t

"Stay back! I don’t want to hurt you."

"Run, before it gets us!"

"We have to hide."

"You should leave. Now."

"Oh god, is that blood?"

"Oh my god! That man’s insane!"

"Did you hear something?"

"What happened? Where are we?"

"What do you want with me?"

"I’m sorry! Please, don’t hurt me!"

"I’ll kill you. That’s not a threat; it’s a promise."

"How dare you!"

"Leave me alone."

"What do they want with us?"

"Help! Please, don’t leave me here!"

"I should’ve know it’d be you."

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Regrets || Hans&Anna

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Hearing her little snort helped loosen him up, and he reacted with a smile (even though she didn’t get to see it). Hans took that moment to sip at the steaming beverage, his eyes turned to the side to survey her when she answered. The slight drop in her expression was what caused him to move the mug away from his face; he no longer had that cheeky grin to conceal. While her words said one thing, everything else said something entirely different.

She wasn’t okay. But why wasn’t she? Things seemed to be fine—fantastic, really. She had her sister back, the gates were always open, her kingdom was in good health… what could possibly be bugging her? He had a hunch that it had to do with the past (and with him), but a strong girl like her must’ve gotten over that.

Maybe Hans wasn’t as okay with how things had settled between them as he consciously realized, but surely Anna was.

"Me?" He tore his eyes away from her and shrugged. "Better than I could’ve been, I suppose. It certainly is no party dealing with my brothers, but I’m used to it all by now." A smile was thrown in her direction before he took another experimental sip. "Splendid hot cocoa."

Anna canted her head at the 'I'm used to it' comment. She knew a bit of that feeling, maybe not to his extent, and she sucked on her lip as she thought on it. However, his compliment at her cocoa made her smile.

"I've had lots of practice! Lots of late night kitchen runs. I've learned to make it myself so I don't bother others with it." Anna laughed softly and turned so the small of her back rested against the railing and she could feel a small breeze travel up her neck.

"Atleast it's a nice night out." She said as she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.

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"Oh, it's you"

Random Number Generator give me 5.

5. My muse comes home late and find yours asleep on the stairs because they were waiting up. (Guess I;ll keep it in the same verse we’ve been working with)

Jack pocketed the keys to his house. Geeze it had been a long day. He’d gotten stuck in detention again, and when he’d gotten out, he’d been dragged away by Jamie. The small brunette said he’d desperately need Jack’s help for something, and Jack just couldn’t say no.

It ended up taking hours, and then Jack missed the last bus back to his part of town. He’d had to walk home in the dark, and it took him while. As he entered the house, he was surprised to see the lights on. As he went through the house he finally found the reason why.

Anna was laying on the stairs facing the floor, fast asleep.”Oh, no” he mumbled to himself, feeling guilty. He’d told Anna she could come over after school to work on a project that they’d been assigned. He told her where he kept his spare key, just in case he got caught up. But he’d completely forgotten that it was today.

He glance at the time, reading 2am. She had to have been here for hours. He walked over to her and bent down putting his hand on the girl’s shoulder, gently nudging her to wake up.

"Anna, hey Anna" he called to her.He was going to need to make this up somehow.

Jack watched the girl check her phone, giving her time to contact who she needed to before he addressed her question. “Sorry…I got detention again. And then a friend needed help…and I forgot…I’m sorry” he said looking at her to gauge her reaction. He hadn’t meant to ditch her, but things happened, and it slipped his mind.

Anna waved it off some. People forget, but it would have been nice if he had remember at some point to send her a heads up.

"It's okay, just, man, I'm sorry I kind crashed here..." She rubbed at her neck awkwardly. "Since it's so late though..." Anna adverted her gaze. "Do you mind if I crash here till morning. I know it's probably an inconvenience, but hey... I'm already here this late, you know?"

(Dead) Anna had never went to his grave, she didn't want to. But she found out he wasn't buried far from here. In fact it was in their own graveyard, in Arendelle. She thought he left and just never came back. The stable master had told her he was in an unnamed grave, he knew. She stood there, staring at the stone and then she heard his voice. Turning, she saw him there. Was this some trick? It took Anna about three seconds to get her whits about her and the she punched him, right in the jaw.

"I would say that’s unnecessary, but really what’s the point." He caressed his jaw where she had struck him. She still packed a wicked punch, "Unmarked grave, figures. I suppose at least I have a grave marker at least.”

"Anna, don’t worry. I won’t do that again, I learned my lesson. I won’t leave." He whispered softly against her hair and kissed the top of her head. He cares about her and it kills him to know that he hurt her and caused her to cry. "I’m so sorry…"

She stays silent, listening to his breath and his heart and then she realizes it's she who can't stay. Anna would have to go back to the castle eventually, today, or someone would come looking.The thought made her want to curl up tighter.

"What now?" She finally whispered.

(Beaten) Anna sneaks into the hospital and slips into Jack's room. She brought some chocolates and some other fun things and settled in a chair beside him. God, it looked bad. She rested her arms on the edge of the bed, and then her head ontop of that and watched him, wondering if he was sleeping or resting.

My muse was almost beaten to death and is now in the hospital. How does your muse react?

Jack felt terrible, no. Terrible was an understatement. He wished he only felt terrible. He could hear the beeping the machines that surrounded him, and had been avoiding opening his eyes, not wanting to actually see where he was.

But shifting on his bed caused him to stir. Who would be here? It’s not like there was anyone left to visit him.

His eyes slowly opened and he turned his head looking for the source, His eyes landed on the red-head. His eyes widened a fraction. What was she doing here?

"Hey" he managed lamely, not really sure what to say to the girl.

"Well, if I’ll be here a while, there’s no reason for me to start on it now. I’ll have plenty of time later." he said with a small grin. He really didn’t feel like doing homework now. Not that he ever did, but still, a small headache was starting to form.

Jack laughed awkwardly. “Maybe you should have it. I’m not really hungry” he said again, keeping attention away from his problem.

"What! No way, you're gonna have some. It's gotta be better than whatever food they got here." She said reaching across to grab his piece and wrinkling her nose as she brought it to his lips.

"Come on Jack, It'll heal all~" Not really, but it always made her feel better.

(Dead) Anna had never went to his grave, she didn't want to. But she found out he wasn't buried far from here. In fact it was in their own graveyard, in Arendelle. She thought he left and just never came back. The stable master had told her he was in an unnamed grave, he knew. She stood there, staring at the stone and then she heard his voice. Turning, she saw him there. Was this some trick? It took Anna about three seconds to get her whits about her and the she punched him, right in the jaw.

"I would say that’s unnecessary, but really what’s the point." He caressed his jaw where she had struck him. She still packed a wicked punch, "Unmarked grave, figures. I suppose at least I have a grave marker at least.”

He held her closer to him as he felt her curl against him. “I know…I’m sorry..but I couldn’t risk contacting you..it was..to dangerous. Could have gotten you into real danger. You had to be misinformed like everyone else…I am..honestly sorry.” He kissed her forehead once more as his arms tightened around her waist to keep her straight in his lap and against his form.

"I missed you more then you’ll ever know Anna, I thought about you every single day and night I was gone. I couldn’t stay away from you anymore..which is why I met you in front of my…grave." He swallowed thickly at the words and caressed her hair.

Her head lifted at those words. Hans had thought of her. Had missed her. Probably ached to see her as much as she had wanted to see him alive and well and here. Eyes went half lidded, her gaze down before she leaned forward and almost hesitantly, tentatively, brushed her lips over his.

"Don't... leave again... please..." She sighed, her voice still tinged with sadness.

(Beaten) Anna sneaks into the hospital and slips into Jack's room. She brought some chocolates and some other fun things and settled in a chair beside him. God, it looked bad. She rested her arms on the edge of the bed, and then her head ontop of that and watched him, wondering if he was sleeping or resting.

My muse was almost beaten to death and is now in the hospital. How does your muse react?

Jack felt terrible, no. Terrible was an understatement. He wished he only felt terrible. He could hear the beeping the machines that surrounded him, and had been avoiding opening his eyes, not wanting to actually see where he was.

But shifting on his bed caused him to stir. Who would be here? It’s not like there was anyone left to visit him.

His eyes slowly opened and he turned his head looking for the source, His eyes landed on the red-head. His eyes widened a fraction. What was she doing here?

"Hey" he managed lamely, not really sure what to say to the girl.

Jack took the chocolate, but when he moved to put it in his mouth, he let out a small gasp of pain. Ok…so he couldn’t move his hand that way…

He frowned at her, trying to cover up the little mishap. “Makeup work? Really? I’ve been out of school for like…a day, right? How do I have makeup work?” at least he thought it was a day. But then again, he seemed to remember waking a few times in a daze before. How long had it really been?

"I’m not even looking at that stuff until all this comes off" he said intending to gesture at the casts. Bad idea again.

"A little more than a day, You were pretty bad when they brought you in... or you know, so I heard." Anna gave a bit of a smile. "But I guess they figure you're gonna be here a while."

She sucked on some chocolate and rested her head on the bed. "I'd soak it up, while you can. I mean, it's not better than detention, because you're all achey, but it's not school so..." Anna licked her lips lightly.

"Better eat the chocolate before it melts." She said with a smirk lifting her head up again from the bed.

"Oh, it's you"

Random Number Generator give me 5.

5. My muse comes home late and find yours asleep on the stairs because they were waiting up. (Guess I;ll keep it in the same verse we’ve been working with)

Jack pocketed the keys to his house. Geeze it had been a long day. He’d gotten stuck in detention again, and when he’d gotten out, he’d been dragged away by Jamie. The small brunette said he’d desperately need Jack’s help for something, and Jack just couldn’t say no.

It ended up taking hours, and then Jack missed the last bus back to his part of town. He’d had to walk home in the dark, and it took him while. As he entered the house, he was surprised to see the lights on. As he went through the house he finally found the reason why.

Anna was laying on the stairs facing the floor, fast asleep.”Oh, no” he mumbled to himself, feeling guilty. He’d told Anna she could come over after school to work on a project that they’d been assigned. He told her where he kept his spare key, just in case he got caught up. But he’d completely forgotten that it was today.

He glance at the time, reading 2am. She had to have been here for hours. He walked over to her and bent down putting his hand on the girl’s shoulder, gently nudging her to wake up.

"Anna, hey Anna" he called to her.He was going to need to make this up somehow.

Jack barely managed to contain a smile at her reaction. But that quickly fell when he remembered exactly why she was sleeping on his stairs.

"Not quite your bedroom, sleepy. We’re at my house. You fell asleep" he said to her, backing away slightly. "It’s 2." he informed her.

"Hmm," She lulled her head a bit before the word really sank in. Anna blinked rapidly and then in a gasp she let out a few curses and looked around for her phone.

"Oh my god, Elsa is going to kill me, my fosters are going to kill me. Phone, phone. Where.." She checked herself and then her pockets before diving into her bag. With the item now found the screen bliped with nothing but some worried messages from Elsa. And one missed call.

"Or... they hardly care.." She grumbled and rubbed at her face a moment. Anna frowned and looked up at him. "Where've you been?" Anna tossed her phone aside, then after a few beats picked it back up and shot a text to atleast show Elsa she was alive.

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A C O N T I N U A T I O N O F T H I S

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NOTE: Because of many people’s similar reaction to my previous post, I feel the need to clarify that this series isn’t intended to have a Hans-apologist kind of vibe. My purpose here is not to excuse his behaviour in the film or to get people to pity him. I just wanted to add ‘depth’ where it was suggested there were stories behind his actions. I’m basically trying to figure out a possible background and progression that could explain why and how he was shaped into a villain, if we accept some villains are made rather than born. But I get some people want this character to be evil for the sake of being evil, and that is completely fine! So please don’t get too upset over these, keep in mind this is just my take on a hypothetic past, loosely based on hints from the movie and what Frozen directors have revealed so far.

Inspiration from rennydraws for the 8th panel and donc-desole for the last one.

I LITERALLY JUST REALIZED THE 13 THING OMFG

(Dead) Anna had never went to his grave, she didn't want to. But she found out he wasn't buried far from here. In fact it was in their own graveyard, in Arendelle. She thought he left and just never came back. The stable master had told her he was in an unnamed grave, he knew. She stood there, staring at the stone and then she heard his voice. Turning, she saw him there. Was this some trick? It took Anna about three seconds to get her whits about her and the she punched him, right in the jaw.

"I would say that’s unnecessary, but really what’s the point." He caressed his jaw where she had struck him. She still packed a wicked punch, "Unmarked grave, figures. I suppose at least I have a grave marker at least.”

Hans stayed steady as she neared him, watching her trembling fingers as the caressed his hair and down to his face and over his ears. “Anna.” Her name left his in barely a whisper as she leaned her forehead against his own. Immediately at her request, Hans’ arms wrapped around her tightly and pulled her to him. Wanting to feel her against him as it’d been to many years since he’d felt that.

"Anna." He whispered her name once more as he caressed the back of her head and felt the soft tresses of her hair between his fingers and listened to her softly cry. "I’m so sorry Anna. I am so so sorry. I never…never meant to hurt you." He squeezed her tighter against him.

She eased into his lap as he pulled her close then a shuddering sigh moved through her. "Never meant..." Anna could feel her chest tighten and she clung to him. "Three years... Hans..." She murmured and she pressed her face to his shoulder.

"I-I missed you." She said against the fabric of his shirt, her body moving more against his, as if the closer she was and the tighter she held, the less likely he'd slip away.