Another OC, Annika. She’s Kristoff and Anna’s second born, Finn’s 3 years younger little sister. Kristoff insisted to name her that after his Anna. I bet she’s totally daddy’s girl.
This time it’s canonverse (and a digital, wow) - inspired by this lovely little girl’s photo ♥
other Kristanna kids fanarts:
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Kristoff adjusted his coat nervously, not fully recognizing the reflection that was staring back at him in the mirror. His hair was carefully coifed back revealing his entire face. His medal of Knighthood shone brightly as it dangled from his chest below the royal sash. His shoes were polished to the point that he could make out his reflection in them. He never imagined in a million lifetimes that he would be here, in the castle, staring at a stranger in the mirror.
He could not help but fidget as he waited, pulling in deep nervous breaths. He paced the small room waiting for someone, anyone, who would tell him that they were ready to start.
His eyes flicked back to the mirror once more, catching the glint from the silver circle that hung from the pin of purple fabric. Elsa had insisted and so had Anna, so he had let them. With a sword nearly as tall as Elsa herself, she had tapped each his shoulders while he knelt before her and saluted him as a true Knight of Arendelle when he straightened up to his full height. Anna had tears in her eyes as Elsa announced him to the crowd and they had cheered for him. They actually cheered. He could still hear it in the back of his mind.
Finally, there was a small knock on the door. Kai entered, smiling. “It is time,” he said.
Kristoff felt himself frozen in place. He wanted this more than anything else in his entire life, and yet he was terrified. Not terrified of the meaning of the ceremony of course, but of all the eyes that would be on them in that moment. He gulped, struggling against the dryness of his throat, then somehow forced his body to move.
He followed Kai down the long hallway to the chapel and tried not to meet any of the many eyes on him as he took his place at the alter and faced the crowd. There were plenty murmurs, nothing he could quite make out, and he suddenly feared their judgement. What the hell was an ice harvester doing marrying the Princess anyway? Would they really call him Prince Kristoff? He honestly didn’t know if he would be able to stand that. The cheers from the crowd when he was Knighted seemed too far away to give him any sort of confidence.
The crowd quieted and he realized Elsa had strode in, dressed in a deep-purple royal dress, her Platinum hair pulled up into an intricate bun. She strode up to him elegantly and looked him in the eyes, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “You look wonderful.” She told him.
He smiled falsely. He didn’t feel wonderful.
He heard music begin then and he knew that any minute Anna would be coming through the doors. He had not seen her since the day before, carefully adhering to the tradition that he not see his bride the day of the wedding until she walked down the aisle. He realized his heart was hammering in his chest as the doors slowly opened.
And there she was. Gazing intently into his eyes as she walked slowly towards him to the pace of the music that he could not hear. His breath caught and his heart stopped. The room fell away and all that was left was Anna. Her eyes glimmering, her smile warm and comforting, in a simple white dress with a bouquet of sunflowers clasped in her hands.
She approached and stood silently before him and all of the sudden he realized he was calm. His fear, his unease, all washed away by the depths of blue in her eyes. His heart, living and breathing, standing before him, with a smile so beautiful that he almost forgot to breathe.
He realized the priest was talking but Anna’s eyes were still on his, capturing him. He opened his ears to listen to the words that were binding him and Anna as husband and wife. He repeated things that he was supposed to and slipped the tiny wooden ring on her delicate finger when he was told, holding out his hand when it was Anna’s turn. Then suddenly their lips were together and they might as well have been all alone because he had completely forgotten in that moment all the pairs of eyes on them.
When they pulled apart he realized people were clapping, and yes, they were cheering as he began to walk from the chapel with his new wife on his arm.
*****
Anna looked down again at the pair of wooden rings on her finger, smiling as she stood by Kristoff receiving all he well-wishes from the crowd of people.
The night went on and on, every glance that she gave Kristoff told her what echoed in her own eyes. Through their bond she could feel his desire, just as she knew he could feel hers, and it was getting to a tipping point. As soon as the guest they were talking to said their well wishes and left, they looked at each other, knowing it was time.
They quickly stole from the ballroom, chasing each other up the stairs in fits of laughter. As soon as the door to their room was shut and locked, their lips were smashed up against each other. Anna’s heart hammered in her chest with anticipation. She was no longer nervous as she had feared she would be, knowing that Kristoff was her one true love. She no longer feared the pain, even though she had thought about it since she had seen him naked, wondering just how exactly he was going to fit inside of her, but she knew that he would be very gentle.
His lips became her world as her need flared hot within her. Their hands worked at each others clothes, fumbling with buttons and laces, but they were soon naked in each others embrace. They collapsed on the bed and scrambled beneath the covers as they let their hands explore, learning each others bodies and discovering each other’s pleasures between their whispers of I love you.
Kristoff’s touch was intoxicating. His hands and mouth all over her small body, gentle and warm and loving. His fingers soft but firm as he brought her to the point where she whispered “I am ready” into his ear.
He positioned himself above her. “I will go slow. Please tell me, if I’m hurting you?”
She nodded then suddenly she felt him, pushing so gently at her wet centre. True to his word he was going slow, pushing against her resistance until he slid just past it and she could feel herself open to him. She pulled in a breath against the sting of pain.
“Are you okay?” he breathed with concern in his eyes. “Did that hurt?”
She shook her head. “It’s okay. Just keep going slow, please… keep going.”
He resumed making his way into her and soon the sting she felt was washed away with complete and utter body-rattling pleasure. Every time he paused she could feel her body pulse against him, aching for him to keep going. The skin at her entrance was being pulled and tugged in the most delightful way. Their pelvises finally touched and Kristoff let out a deep shuddering breath and was still. She gasped, finding herself on the edge of something she had never felt before.
“Anna,” Kristoff whispered. “Are you okay?”
She couldn’t bring herself to distract from the feeling of fullness within her, so with her eyes closed, she whispered yes. He pulled back and pushed again slowly, filling her again and again with a few thrusts, before he paused once more.
“Anna, you feel so good I can’t hold onto this much longer. I’m so sorry, but it just feels… so good…”
“Keep going, please I’m almost there too.” She pleaded, eyes clamped shut, and he began to move within her once more. His rhythm was erratic, but Anna felt that edge again quickly.
“Anna…” he pleaded.
But she couldn’t talk. Her toes curled up as the felt her body give into the pleasure that Kristoff gave her. She shuddered as the waves washed over her, his name falling from her lips in a breathless whisper as her back arched. She felt Kristoff jerk above her and moan her name as pushed himself in deeply and pulsed within her, filling her.
Their bodies slowed and he lay within her a moment before moving to his back beside her, taking long deep breaths. Anna turned on her side and snuggled up against his side, still feeling his warm essence within her. She wondered how long it would take her to get pregnant, smiling at the possibility that perhaps she was to conceive on their wedding nights. She idly thought about where the moon currently was in the sky and realized that it was a very real possibility. Especially within the days to come when she knew they would be busy learning each other.
They had never talked about having kids, but they didn’t need to. They felt it within each other, from the moment they kissed to signify them as Man and Wife. She knew Kristoff was thinking happily, about the tiny bundles in their future.
“Should we go back down, you think?” she mused.
Kristoff replied by putting his lips to hers, slow and soft and gentle. She could feel the need build slowly within her again as his kisses became forceful and hungry, his hands finding her breasts and sliding down her stomach to between her legs. She felt his own need again, growing against her side.
Hands were all over, breathing hard, kissing, licking, nipping each other in tender places until Anna crawled on top of him and they were joined once again; Anna shuddering with the entireness of Kristoff within her once more.
*****
Kristoff woke with dainty fingers running delicately through his hair. “Feels like Heaven,” he muttered to her.
“Good morning, my Husband,” Anna cooed.
“Good morning, my Wife,” Kristoff said through a smile, liking the way the word fell from his lips. “My Wife…” he whispered.
“When do you want to head to the Valley? After breakfast?” Anna asked. Everything was set and ready for their trip, and Kristoff felt his excitement over getting to marry Anna again, with his family.
DEAR GOD guys today I spent like five hours on Sims making Anna and Kristoff and their house and then the game glitched and I almost lost it ALL PRAISE THE LORD I WAS ABLE TO SAVE
