#hiddenblondie

[spareisms]

Who Would Be Writing to You? -Rapunzel and Anna

So, it had been about two letters, maybe three,  and Anna hadn't said a word. Not to the mailman, not to Elsa, not even to Sven about the Princess Rapunzel receiving letters from a boy. Anna knew it was from a boy. It HAD to be a boy, because the stamps were fancy, and regal, and Rapunzel had plenty of girls to talk to in Arendelle so why she'd need m o r e girl talk was beyond Anna. So. Boy.

The redhead knocked on the blonde girl's door,  unable to contain her questioning any longer. It wasn't her fault-- naturally sure was a curious person. And for Rapunzel to have a boyfriend she hadn't told Anna about?! No way. But then again....what two 'friends' write so often to each other?

"Raaaaapunzelll?" Anna sang, knocking. "I know you're in there! Open up!" She knocked again. "I have a question-- a couple of queue, actually. About your. ..gentleman calllllleeerrr! About the letters!" She couldn't help but laugh, bouncing on her tippy toes, waiting for the older girl to open the door so they could talk about boys, and love and, well, normal girl things Elsa never talked about with her.

[travmsoldat]

There was a large, branded seal over a pristine envelope, as if it hadn't gone through miles and a countless number of messengers to reach its destination! The seal was in hard wax, deep red, where a rearing horse and lion met face to face.

Rapunzel,

This is an awfully short letter, I know, but as you can imagine, Ludwig's breathing down my neck about preserving your paintings on the castle walls. Why he's parading the halls right now--you can hear him from Arendelle can't you? That's that faint hum you hear every so often, I promise it's nothing out of the ordinary. He says hello, and Hubert asks if they're feeding you properly or giving you enough gifts. If not, he says he'll have his fastest horses sent out to bring you back here. Surprisingly he hasn't fallen to ruin the moment you left and neither have I! Imagine that. 

Do you remember that family of songbirds you always talked to in the courtyards? And you said that you can't find those birds in any part of Italy? Well! Have no fear. I've caught a few--now don't worry, I'm releasing them right after I send this--and pinned to this letter a few of their feathers. They're pretty, aren't they? Softest of any bird, I'm told, and I know just how much you love them. 

I do miss you. You know, I search around the corners of the castle sometimes wondering where I might find you skipping away and singing, and you aren't there! The castle feels a mite more dim, and I hardly think it's any coincidence that it's been raining every since you left.

Samson says hello! That's him there, tearing the corner of the page as I read it to him to check for mistakes.

Phillip

[fxtzherbert-blog]

O u O / ♡

Send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word "love."

She had wanted to see the sun rise, claiming that the view from the castle was certainly different from her tower and that she wouldn't be satisfied until she'd seen it. Somehow, he had ended up dragged along in the dark hours of the morning, because 'what fun is watching the sun rise if you're all alone?' 

Which was how he ended up sitting beside her, huddled in blankets he'd taken from his bed, facing the window of the east tower. Every few minutes or so, his eyelids would begin to droop, and she'd poke him in the side. "Eugene," he'd hear that familiar voice complain, "you're going to miss it!"

It felt like a lifetime of wishing he was back in bed before those first rays of light peeked across the horizon, slowly lighting up the kingdom.

She sat with her nose on the window, her eyes transfixed on the soft pinks, oranges, and yellows which made up the sky. He sat in his bundle of covers, more interested in her reactions than the actual sunrise itself.

With a smile lighting her face, she turned back to him. "Isn't this amazing? I bet you're glad that I brought you all the way up here now, huh?" She looked oddly proud of herself, hands on her hips as she waited for a reply.

"Yeah," he found himself saying, despite his grumblings about the hour only moments before, "I'd say it was worth it."

[bastardwarden]

✿

He sneezed, nearly knocking the bloom off. "Where'd you find this one?"

[greyistari-archive]

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Oh! Um yeah? But it’s ultimately your choice. how are you saving the image PMG or JPEG? Jorge tend to save really blurry so that could be it)

:: hmm... okie dokie !!! thank you for the input i'll see what i can do with it. <3

[captainmaugrim]

(Would Grim ever serve another Queen?)

He might, but he’d be much more cautious with who he gives his loyalty to these days. He would have to have complete faith in her and her decisions,  but he’d still be cautious initially. He is capable of incredibly loyalty, but it has been used against him more times than he would like to recall. Even so, he is a creature who craves purpose, and serving someone or being in charge or things is something that he is inherently inclined toward. He’s just not as willing anymore to simply throw himself into things at the first sign of his talents being needed.

[bastardwarden]

hiddenblondie:

"It’s my security. I’ll drop mine when you drop yours.”

"All right, all right!" He lay the blade on the ground and raised his hands. "Look. Empty-handed. This better not be an ambush."

[charlttelabouff-blog]

(Where does Lottie's love of pink come from?)

Pink has always been a colour Lottie associated with princesses. As it is her room was already dressed in a princess pink when she was born, so she grew up seeing a lot of the colour. And, whenever she read fairy tales, most princesses were always dressed in pretty pink dresses. Furthermore, people would always tell her how much pink complimented her. So her love of it stems a lot from all that, and since then she's also come to appreciate it as a very cheerful and diverse colour. She can get away wearing it in just about every situation so long as she picks the right shade.