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“You mother fucker–!! I’ve been waiting for a reason to kick the shit outta you or just hang your ass!

This is gonna be the best day ever!”

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#captainphoebusatyourservice #you can send another one if you want something less mean xD #v; king of outcasts #v; hond

After denying herself of physical contact for so long, Elsa is mildly touch-starved, and therefore extremely sensitive to nearly all types of physical touch, whether it be someone touching her or her touching someone (a noteworthy exception being shaking hands in formal or business contexts). This is especially true in romantic relationships, and with unobstructed, skin-to-skin contact.

In romantic relationships, Elsa will have very strong reactions to even the simplest contact: handholding, brushing shoulders, the light caress of fingers through her hair, etc. Her pale, naturally cold skin flushes easily under the warm touch of another.

Finally, Elsa has a number of ‘sweet spots,’ and although she isn’t even aware of all of them herself, her feelings and reactions will be heightened if touched (or kissed ;D) in these places: the inner wrist, palms, fingertips (or anywhere on her hands really), behind the ears, along or below the jawline, and along the base of the neck/collarbone.

#headcanon #about Elsa #disciplinebreached #sandsofchaos #casually tags you both in this #clearly this is Important Information #B)#also #captainofthejewel #captainphoebusatyourservice #casually tags some people who Elsa secretly makes heart eyes at #don't tell her I told you #I'll never hear the end of it #;D

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An awkward air hung around the queen as she looked down the dais at the Captain. Only a few days prior, the catastrophic events of her coronation were no doubt still fresh in both of their minds. Guilt gnawed at her chest; how unfair for his first assignment—even worse, his first few days in Arendelle—to have gone so wrong. All the panic, the confusion, the fear...She’d asked him to protect her people, and then she’d thrown him into the prey without so much as a warning.

A long sigh blew past her lips. Finally she stood from the throne, newly ungloved hands lacing together not with fear, but with contrition. “Captain Phoebus...” she began, but trailed off as soon as she’d started. After everything he’d witnessed, what was there to say?

The obvious was as good of a place to start as any.

“I’m sorry—for not telling you about my powers. It was wrong of me to ask you to protect my people and then not warn you of all possible dangers. I...hope you know that none of what happened was ever my intention.”

#captainphoebusatyourservice #v: open gates #hi there!#it's been a long time!#how have you been?#I hope this is okay!#I thought it could be like a continuation of our old thread?#so he would have been captain of the guard during all the shit that happened in Frozen #lucky him #xD #and now Elsa feels rightfully guilty

“Where do you even find this sort of thing?” ((hope this is ok!)

Her blade turned in his grasp, spun between fingers as he scrutinized it curiously. A short, curved blade that was sharpened to a razor's edge led a path up to a golden hilt embossed with the tiger that had prompted her name for it.

{ Rajah }

Standing from the seat he'd offered her some hours before, she paced towards him; taking the dagger from him gently and making her way to the corner where the rest of her belongings had been tucked.

"It was a gift." Was the only answer she offered him as she tucked the blade away, slowly removing her shawl for the first time since meeting him and revealing to him a new span of sun kissed flesh. Flesh that was decorated with deep stains of henna, intricate designs that were her only tie to where she'd come from.

"More importantly, why haven't you arrested me...?" Of course she wasn't complaining, but in her experience no one did something for nothing; so what did he hope to gain?

"Or did you have another prize in mind beyond the reward for my capture?"

#I left it open to you as to whether he knows she's a princess or not #asksanswered #captainphoebusatyourservice #captainphoebus-atyourservice

14: A song that you would love played at your wedding (hope this is ok :p)

“Hm, well if I ever were to marry, I’m fond of la Tarantella del Gargano. I was told it was played at my parents’ wedding.”

{More than ok! Very, very welcome, and thank you for coming by!

Ess: I have an entire playlist because I am actively working on that atm, from walking down the aisle to reception, but 90% sure our first dance will be Death of a Bachelor from Panic! at the Disco.

Cee: Undisclosed Desires by Muse, Take Me to Church by Hozier, Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys, and… anything at all by Depeche Mode. All the Depeche Mode. Depeche Mode.}

#captainphoebusatyourservice #{mes amis}#{hush; and Clopin will tell you...}#{mon histoire}#{muns unmasked}

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"Now, please explain why you are so close to my presence I can smell your meal on your breath?" A quick sniff and a roll of her eyes for the man needed to place brush to his teeth. "You need a glass of water."

#captainphoebusatyourservice #rp #roleplay #starter #indie rp

Arendelle's New Recruit || Phoebus and Elsa

The coronation loomed only two days away; every passing minute that brought her closer to the dreaded event heightened the anxiety roiling in Elsa's chest. It was exceedingly difficult to go about her days like all was well when her stomach was twisted into knots and the ice fed off of her worries, pulsing beneath her skin with greater intensity.

Despite her nerves, however, as future Queen it was her duty to stay strong. She did all in her power to keep her true feelings from showing on her face; if her features seemed a bit more pinched or her brows more creased, the castle staff were gracious enough not to comment as she briskly walked through the palace halls.

Preparations for the coronation caused the castle to be busier than Elsa had seen it in years. She too was on a related errand. Arendelle's Castle Guard had recently acquired a new Captain; she had yet to meet him, but his record was impressive. New additions to the staff were extremely rare in order to easier protect her secret, but an event of such magnitude hadn't been put on in Arendelle since she was a child, when her parents were still alive. On the day of the coronation the entire populace of Arendelle would be within the palace walls, along with nobility and royalty from neighboring kingdoms. No one from Arendelle was familiar with what went into planning and overseeing the security for such an event, and so they had sought out someone for the job.

Wanting to ensure that her guests would be safe—as safe as they could be when in her presence, at least—Elsa was on her way to personally meet with the new Captain. As she rounded the corner into the throne room where they were scheduled to meet her gaze scanned the room only to find it empty. Instead, sapphire eyes landed on the throne at the head of the room—the throne that would officially be hers in only two days time. The thought made the twisting in her stomach worse. In an attempt to not to be intimidated by the throne, Elsa stood next to it as she waited for the captain to arrive, her gloved hands clasped tightly together.

#arendellesnewrecruit #captainphoebusatyourservice #v: put on a show #hope this starter works for you!#I couldn't come up with a better title #xD

Adam, Phoebus, Bert

Fuck, Marry, Get Drunk With. Send me 3 names.

"That's incredibly personal." Belle said with a small frown before taking a moment to think through her choices. "I believe I would marry Bert, have a drink or two with Monsieur Phoebus, and I suppose that does leave Adam."