#ofcoldandwinterair

[crumblingdisguise-blog]

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[psychorex]

Dungeons Deep

ofcoldandwinterair:

The deaths of her loved ones were all down to her. Her parents had left, and died, all because they were afraid of her. And she had caused her sister’s death by putting ice in her heart. It may have been an accident but it never helped the guilt. Being back in Arendelle was reminding her of all of this. “I am the reason the family I loved are dead. The people I love die around me.” She told him. “I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to you.”

"Good thing I'm not easily killed," it was clear enough as he was older than her. "I've been escaping death for years, people who were cruel and would have likely tortured me before I died. I don't fear you, Elsa. Anna was an accident," something he felt he'd be reminding her of for a long time. "Anyway, lets go survey the damage, see what he's done to the castle, maybe free some prisoners he's locked up."

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OTP: Frozen Artist

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[psychorex]

ofcoldandwinterair

"Great, I'm iced in a town full of fairytale people, stuck with a human ice machine, it's as cold as a nice day in fuckin' Alaska, and you're all lookin' at me like I'm the strange one."

[thefirstwxtch-blog]

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"You're a witch?"

[atenaciouswarrior]

Whisper.

As confident as he was when it came to the female species, there was one woman that scared the living hell out of Dean Winchester. This woman was unlike any other he had ever came across - she was unique. His ‘fearless’ title did him no good when in her presence, because as much as he may have denied it - Elsa had him weak at the knees. It only ever took one look from those magnificent pool of ocean blues and he was unable to function properly. 

Lightly he placed a soft touch to her lower arm, his emerald green orbs slowly taking in every little piece of her until they met her eyes. Breathing hitched, he looked to her apologetically. His next move was risky, hell he didn’t know what the reaction would be but it was a risk he had been dying to take since the very first moment he had set his sights on her. His lips now edging towards her neck, he breathed lightly against the soft pale skin as finally they met her ear. And with a low whisper, he spoke. “Kiss me.”

[beautifulwolfisms-blog]

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"Elsa, right? I've heard stories about you.'

[marikslittleangel]

@ofcoldandwinterair

One evening at around dinnertime, a young mother from a kingdom in Egypt traveled to Arendelle and in her arms was a baby Princess named Irisi, who she loved very much but she couldn't raise her, upon arrival at the palace, she put a note on the blanket, placed her on the steps, knocked on the doors and left.