#frozen fluff

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Y/N: so Olaf is kind of your son?

Elsa: yes. Him and 35 other snow creatures i created when I had a cold

Y/N: ohmygosh!!

Elsa: what? What’s wrong?!

Y/N: I’m ruined! I’ll have to create college funds for all of them!!

Elsa: darling I love you but you’re overthinking things

Olaf: what’s college? Can I go to it?!

Elsa:

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Some more pics to go with @ruth-westside‘s post https://ruth-westside.tumblr.com/post/190738876852/harbingers-of-winter-brinicle-horses-im-pretty We still cute frosty buns

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Frozen - Time Travel AU

A few weeks had passed since they magically dropped into these new lives yet into their old bodies. They had chats and explanations with their parents, they both met Kristoff and tried to hang out with him as slowly and naturally as possible. Elsa helped her father during royal councils, having good experience, Anna helped her mother on hiring the new staff, knowing in advance who are the best candidates.

They also spent way much time together, which their parents still found weird after seeing them - and asking them to be - separated for so many years.

That evening, they were once again spending some time together after a long day, both laying down on the big couch of the 2nd floor's living room. They were not saying a word, just silently enjoying the presence of the other. Anna had her head on her sister's lap, reading a book, while Elsa, wearing an absent smile, was playing with Anna's hair. It had been a long day, quite exhausting, especially with the fact it ended with a run of the two sisters in the corridors. The elder had once again taunted the younger about their height difference. In the future - which was their present - Elsa was slightly taller than Anna, but it was barely perceptible when one or the other was wearing flat shoes or heels. However, now that they travelled through time, they noticed that Elsa kept the same height, but that Anna was much shorter. She hadn't finished growing. They had a fight in the late afternoon when Elsa took advantage of that to put the last jar of cookies on the top shelf of the kitchen. She also created ice chains around it, as a joke, with a lock on which was written 'Not For The Tiny One'. And yes, it resulted in a pillow fight in the corridors.

Struck by this memory, Elsa suddenly stiffened. As she was stroking Anna's hair, the youngest sister felt her stop.

"What is it?" asked Anna, putting her book down and lifting her eyes to Elsa.

"...Nothing" lied the blonde.

Anna completely changed her position for a sit, closing the book and staring at her.

"What are you thinking about?"

Elsa took a while to express herself, but actually her gaze betrayed her. She was staring at Anna's pigtails.

"Is there something wrong with--"

Anna realized what it was all about. In her question, she had lifted one of her braids, and she saw in her hand...

"You're looking at the white strike, isn't it?"

Elsa simply nodded, and gulped.

"I... It's... Yeah, that's obvious you have it again. I mean... That you have it now. That you still have it" she stammered.

Anna took her hand, and they exchanged the usual 'It's alright' gaze that was worth a thousand words. Elsa sighed.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Do you..." Elsa coughed, trying to hide her emotion. "Do you want me to take it away? To erase it?"

Anna knew this question would come. Obviously. Every morning she woke up since they have this new life, she stared at it in the mirror, fully aware that Elsa had the key to make it vanish. Love. Confidence. Self trust. Everything that her sacrifice on the fjord made her realize. An act of true love, in every way.

"As you want", smiled Anna. "Only if it makes you comfortable."

Elsa cringed, but part of it was a smile. "Seeing you with it makes me uncomfortable."

Anna chuckled. "Okay then. Do it. Do you know what to do? How to proceed?"

She barely had time to sit still on the couch, that Elsa already lifted her left hand and made a soft motion of the wrist. Something tickled on Anna's head and instantly, the white hair seem to melt away.

"Here" smiled Elsa, with as much tenderness than relief. "It's way better."

Anna looked at her hair. Her smile matched her sister's.

"I love how easy it is for you now."

They resumed their position and continued their routine as the sun went down on Arendelle.

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Being Married to the Snow Queen

Elsa x Knight!Reader Headcanons

You were her protector but also the one who stole the Snow Queen’s heart

Anna was cheering for the two of you, she called you her OTP. Whatever that means

You and Elsa were ‘courting’ in private. You stole kisses whenever it was just you and her. She read her favorite books of poetry to you and vice versa.

The Snow Queen just loves being held by her knight. Made her feel loved and safe.

Elsa was the one who asked you to marry her. Technically it was forbidden for you to ask for her hand, she was the queen after all.

You and Elsa wanted a simple wedding. Nothing too fancy or extravagant.

Maybe you shouldn’t have let Anna or the Trolls be the planners.

The wedding ended up being the most extravagant ceremony the Trolls ever put on. You’d hate to see what they’d do for Anna and Kristoff.

Olaf was the ring bearer and Sven was best reindeer. Anna was her sister’s maid of honor. Grandpabby Troll was the Justice of the Peace.

You and Elsa were just happy to finally call one another’s.

She still calls you her knight and you call her your Queen.

You’ll steal any and all time you can with one another.

Elsa will pull you off somewhere and shove you into a closet if she has to just to make out with you.

Kisses? Elsa is a huge fan of any kiss to her face. She giggles when you kiss her eyes. She shutters when you kiss her jaw. And she practically melts when your lips capture hers.

Hugs? Elsa loves hugs from behind. Add in a little dancing sway to the mix and she just melts.

After a long and stressful day, Elsa just loves lying under the covers with you holding her close.

Big spoon or little spoon? Depends.

Elsa’s mischievous side has emerged and you couldn’t be happier. Being with you allows her to be more playful.

She’ll sometimes put an ice wall over your bedroom doors so you and her won’t be disturbed.

Elsa just loves the fact that she can grow old with you and knows that you’ll show your kids just as much love as you show to her daily.

Speaking of kids, the council has been inquiring about potential heirs lately. Elsa politely yet directly tells them to mind their own business.

Truth is you and Elsa have been having those same talks. She’d love to have a little boy or a little girl. Maybe one of each.

Olaf has called dibs on being godsnowman.

Your marriage to Elsa is one full of love, light, and a few laughs. Definitely the woman you can’t live without.

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Sunlight peeked through the curtains, painting stripes of gold across Elsa's face. You watched her eyelids flutter open, a sleepy smile gracing her lips. The sheets were tangled around both of you, a testament to the love and warmth you'd shared throughout the night.

"Good morning, my queen," you murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead.

Elsa's voice was husky with sleep. "Good morning, my knight," she mumbled, snuggling closer. The room was quiet except for the rhythmic sound of her breath, a peaceful paradise for two lovers for whom royal titles were just mere words.

You wrapped your arms around her, relishing the feeling of her soft form nestled against yours. In that moment, the world outside seemed to fade away. There was only the warmth of the sun on your skin, the comforting weight of Elsa beside you, and the quiet promise that a lazy morning like this could be- spent together with the one you love.

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Smile, It's Your Birthday!

submitted by shewhohasmanynames

I’ve wanted to thank you for a long time, and I saw that it was your birthday and thought it would be the perfect opportunity. You got me started writing and hooked on Supernatural, but most importantly, you made me feel normal even though I like tickling, so for that I say thanks and HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D

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It was a few months after Elsa had come back to live in the castle after revealing her powers. Everything was going great and even though it was early fall, the town still had and Ice Skating rink and Olaf had his own flurries. Elsa loved being able to not be scared of hurting her sister and being able to have fun with her, but sometimes she needed to be alone. This was one of those times. Elsa was hanging in her room alone, oblivious to what was going on outside her room.

Knock knock knock!

Elsa looked at her door to hear a muffled, “Elsa, do you want to build a snowman?” Elsa started laughing at that.

"You can come in." Anna opened the door and jumped on Elsa’s bed.

"Good, because I was only going to knock once before I barged in." Anna was smiling like the sun, but there was something else in her smile.

"…Why are you looking at me like that?"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, silly!" Anna launched herself across the bed, tackling Elsa, and giving her a hug.

"Do you remember what you used to do to me on my birthday?" The smile on Anna’s face was more mischievous than Elsa would like to see.

"Did I do something specific?"

"Yes, do you remember doing this?" Anna started wiggling her fingers on Elsa’s sides, causing her to start giggling.

Elsa remembered. Every year she would pin Anna down and tickle her until her face was bright red. “Yhehes, I remember nhohow.”

Anna smiled at that and started tickling harder until Elsa was laughing very hard. “Remember what you used to say to me? Smile, it’s your birthday!”

Elsa would have remembered, if she wasn’t going crazy. “Anna! Please! I can’t! STOP!”

After a few more minutes Anna decided that her older sister had had enough. She stopped, climbing off an exhausted Elsa.

"Happy birthday, sis. Remember to smile."

And with a huge smile, Anna left Elsa’s room.