#from emma

[takethewatch]

Mr. John Knightley is singing the music of my very soul here

[a-literate-snail]

My aesthetic is "sickly victorian child"

[auradonsanta]

Because even you can keep a cactus alive, my laziest friend :-p

Merry Christmas!

Love,

Emma

@gavinofagrabah

[auradonsanta]

I know they’re technically Becca’s favorite and not yours, but I thought you might appreciate having more things that make her want to spend time in Arendelle with you :-p

Love,

Emma

@ollyofarendelle​

[auradonsanta]

 Since the ones I’m growing for you in the new castle garden aren’t done yet, I thought I’d go get some of your favorites from my greenhouse in Arendelle for you.

Merry Christmas, sis! Thanks for welcoming me to the family <3

Love,

Emma

@persephonedunbroch

[auradonsanta]

I’ve been working on these hybrid roses in your house colors, for someday when you get married to someone for real ;-)

Merry Christmas!

Love,

Emma

@kinglywill

[tr--aumatised]

I love him

I love him like a summer's day Because in his harsh winter, I spent months imagining his sun light It's his summer now and I've never seen him shine so bright. I love him in a very odd way I don't love love him But when he realises I am depressed without me saying a word, it makes my heart warm. I love him because even though we were together And I forever consider him my first love We still care for each other like best friends and we found it easy to go back to how we were before we kissed for the first time that day. Because even though we didn't work out, our friendship still did. I love him because when my mind is so loud, when it screams all the negative things in my ear and leaves me numb, hopeless and lost, He ensures that I still get out of bed, wash myself, clean my room and try to be productive. He hits me with truths that make me realise that I am strong enough to fight whatever is happening in my head right now. I love him like this because Because... When I complain about my health, Physical or mental, He immediately asks me questions "Have you eaten today?" "How much have you eaten?" "How much water have you drank today?" "How long have you been feeling like this?" "Do you know why you're feeling like this?" I could really go on But he asks me these question like he is rifling for a way to make me better A way to make it easier for me to continue. He's seen me at my best And he told me my smile could set cities ablaze He's seen me at my darkest And he told me that I could make the dullest stars shine bright. He tries so hard to make me feel happier When the world is bigger than I am, When my chest is tighter than a vice, When I can't hear anything but white noise, When I'm so depressed I can't move, He's there, And I am forever in his debt for that.