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closed starter for loki friggason ( @mischiefismagick )
“ great skadi, ” elsa curses, hand to her chest & ice blue hues staring in front of her. underneath her palm, her heart was racing far too quickly to be safe, the shock of what occurred keeping her still for a few more moments. once she recalls her manners, her gaze shifts to the stranger near her, apology immediately leaving her lips, “ i’m sorry. i didn’t... are you alright ? ”
ADRIEN / CURSEDREQUIEM
adrien gives a small chuckle, but it did not hold any mirth and still remained gentle and he sunk down to pull a seat up next to the other. “a little bit,” he admits with a lazy shrug of a shoulder. “but – it’s okay. i have … the feeling that a lot of us were not exposed to the same skills. quills? stamps? that’s way beyond anything that i can do – i don’t mind showing you how it works, if you want.”
“ it does look like it, ” a hand reaches up to cover elsa's lips as she softly chuckles. it's an ease to her heart & mind to find out that her lack of skill when it comes to this writing material is not seen as something weird in this town. then again, if magic is common here ( more common than in arendelle ), it must be easy to believe anything less shocking than that. “ please... and thank you, ” her head dips down in gratefulness, pink lips curling to form a small smile, “ may i know your name, kind sir ? ”
MAL / RVLCTHCWORLD
maybe it wasn’t the brightest idea for mal to approach the ice queen. but she was someone that she had always known to be brilliant and she knew how to hold herself as a proper queen. she had to know something about getting them out of the new town. but how was the once evil fairy supposed to have actually approach the other when she probably had no idea of who she even was. that was the part that mal knew she had to be cautious about. she may have strayed from her own mother’s plan, but she was still seen in many people’s eyes as the daughter of a villain.
“i’m sure you have no idea who i am, but i know you.” the fairy began. “i come from a place called auradon. i don’t know if you have heard of it yet. but it’s a place that was created by belle and adam. it’s a land where all of the princess and princes now rule their kingdoms under the rule of ben, their son. i was really hoping that maybe you had actually heard of the place and maybe you know of a way out of this place?”
“ pardon ? ” ice blue hues narrow at the information given to her, the cold underneath her skin trembling & pushing to escape her body & freeze her surroundings. her year of ruling arendelle & almost 2 decades of learning how to be queen didn't give her a clue on how to react in this situation— a stranger telling her that she, the queen regnant of her country, would bow down to another royal. even anna, who was never trained in the more complex parts of ruling would be able to explain why such an act would be disastrous for the ruling monarch. she's the absolute ruler. the first & final say. having someone above her, someone who she has to obey, it could cast judgement to her decisions— make her & their country appear weak & defenseless.
her lips press together to form a thin line, back straight & body poised, sitting on the bench as though it's her throne. she isn't fond of assuming the position but royal questions needed her regal persona rather than the insecure, isolated, & socially awkward young adult that she truly is. “ i hope you're not aiming to insult, ” her response is not accusing. in fact, it didn't hold much emotion besides a welcoming yet cautious aura. “ i'd like to say you've got the wrong person but you do know my name, face, & position.... i don't know of a kingdom named auradon, however. & i've had as much luck in figuring a way out of this place as everyone else. ”
DAVID / LCSTXSOULS
“well my apologies again,” david smiled softly. there were so many people in one town that he was trying to remember all the faces, but when people shared faces, that only made it that much more difficult. “i am, yeah. david nolan,” he said, nodding. “i..appeared not that long ago. have you been here long?”
“ elsa of arendelle, ” the queen introduces herself with a slight nod of her head, knowing that it's unusual in this town to courtesy, “ i haven't been here for so long but enough to know my way around. ”
MERLIN / YOUNGWARLCK
merlin licks his lips at first , giving a shrug & a shake of the head before getting to answering . ❝ it’s more just a part of the whole of what i have . i've got sort of — all powers , i suppose . i just have general magic , includes everything . ❞ he understands , though , that magic came in different ways & forms . it had changed over the years . it hid less , allowing more to have it since birth , & made itself more diverse in people . & however it changed merlin’s own ability kept in step . though he still favored the old religion , his magic encompassed all forms that had come to be . he could relate to any magical persons he came across . it was handy , really , when needed . especially if he took to teaching magic . he smiles humbly to her , taking a guess by her reaction . ❝ you ever met someone else with any sort of magic ? ❞
all ? ice blue hues widen at the implication before drifting down to her ungloved hands, wrists twisting to show her each side. elsa recalls struggling to control her powers, of hurting anna, of freezing her room, of causing an eternal winter. if this was only a part of what this man has... he must have struggled more than her. her heart clenches at that thought, mind subconsciously comparing her to him. the young queen had complained about her curse, struggled every day to conceal them, contemplated on running away or doing something worse just to protect her family & country. yet here was this man who has more powers & more control than her, a man who also mentioned other magic users...
the perfectionist inside the snow queen berated her, believing that she didn't do everything in her power to get the control she needed to finally leave her room & live the life she wanted with her sister. “ i see... ” her face forms a diplomatic neutral mask, refraining from showcasing how disappointed she is of herself, “ i've never met anyone with powers before... i've heard rumors in corona but never sought to confirm it... ”
noble queen of our northern lands
Disney Animation Meme | 10 Protagonists: Elsa (9/10)
MERULA / MCRULA
MERULA HAD NEVER seen the woman at hogwarts before & by the looks of her magic, it wasn’t the kind that she was used to. there’s something so fascinating about how she can just summon snowflakes on a whim. or, create an ice railing & turn an entire lake into a frozen paradise. she wasn’t afraid of her abilities. in fact, they were so remarkable that the witch found herself to be impressed more than anything else. after all, it wasn’t like merula was exactly the sort to be terrified of others. she was tough & would stand up to anyone or anything.
the way this stranger carried herself was like someone of importance, perhaps royalty. merula was never that great at holding respect for others until it was earned. she’s created a hard path for herself but it is one that will be taken no matter how long or impossible the journey becomes. her life is filled with ups & downs & sleepless nights. however, she still has faith in herself — faith that she can be a good person. that her heart can be filled with warmth rather than nothing at all.
at the sight of the smile that made it’s way to the blonde woman’s face upon realizing that merula held magic, it took her off guard. she hadn’t expected anyone to look that happy because of anything she did — whether it was a revelation or not. she looked to her wand & back to the woman, her expression quite uncertain. however, when the woman introduces herself as elsa, merula nods & offers a small smile. “ it’s nice to meet you, elsa. ” she admits, her hues turning back to her wand.
“ vermillious. ” she casts, watching the red sparks emit from the tip of her wand & into the sky. “ it’s my wand. i’m guessing you haven’t got the faintest idea on how this type of magic works ? you’ve got to be absolutely amazing at wandless magic to do what you’re doing, elsa. i’ve never seen magic like yours — it’s beautiful. ”
her cautious mind warns her not to relax, not to trust this woman all because she displayed magic. a first impression never told anyone the true nature of a person, & as queen of arendelle, she must know & live that lesson, if she's to survive her reign & keep her country as prosperous as it is. her story, her & her sister's story, even implies states such lesson, with prince hans of the southern isles being thought of as good & her being considered a villain until the last moment. but its the latter part of that thought, how she had been deemed a monster, a threat, that pushes her mind aside & in its place is her heart— a heart willing to trust someone who could have had the same problems as her, a heart willing to move close to someone holding a 'weapon' & expect that she wouldn't be attacked.
ice blue hues watch this stick carefully, noting the specific movements of her wrist, the directions the wood pointed at. before she could ask about them, wonder what each specific wrist flick is for, red sparks cause her eyes to shut close for a moment due to their brightness, only to quickly open & glance up as the queen realizes that its another show of merula's magic prowess. her mouth parts open in awe. slowly, elsa's understanding why her sister's so fond of gushing whenever she made her ice sculptures, why kristoff would look at her creations in such amazement, why the children of arendelle enjoy her magic. it truly is wonderful to see magic— magic untainted with her view of being a curse.
beautiful ? red taints her cheeks, modesty causing her to avert her gaze & lower her head. it may not be a compliment to her appearance, words she's far used to being a single reigning monarch, but it's so much more. her magic, for 13 years, was her most disgusting feature— the part of her she wished to get rid of, to hide. it may have been a year since she's fully thought that but it still lingers in the back of her mind. compliments to her powers are rare & very much appreciated.
“ thank you, ” she politely replies after clearing her throat, her attempts to lessening the heat on her cheeks— even via cooling them with her magic, failing. hands clasp in front of her & lay in front of her hips, elsa's conscious attempt to act like a queen instead of the awkward woman she is behind the doors. “ yours... yours are quite impressive. i've never been able to create light before or sparks. all of my powers revolve around the ice & cold. ”
her gaze flickers down to her hand once she's finished talking, wondering if she could do the same, create the same color & spark. she doubts she could, unless she aimed for less red & heat, & more of blue to bluish green frozen fractals. the cold circle her fingers, ice reflecting the light & creating tiny blue flashes. refraining from sighing in disappointment, elsa drops & hides her hand once more, “ those wand movements you did earlier... were they needed to create those sparks ? how did you learn them ? ”
aroace headcanons → elsa (once upon a time)
once upon a time hiatus meme familial ships - elsa & anna
ADRIEN / CURSEDREQUIEM
he offers her a smile that he hopes to be reassuring. he was under the impression that all of them were strewn in from different worlds – perhaps she was not used to a pen in the manner of the one she was holding ; she even looked to be holding it in an awkward manner, meaning she was likely not well accustomed to it. “i do – i can try and help,” he offers, sitting down near her so that he could look at what she was attempting to write. “i am assuming that this is not what you’re used to using?”
“ is it that obvious ? ” if it weren't for her royal training & her 13 years of being told to conceal her feelings & powers, elsa's nervousness would have been obvious— in both her tone & face. she's expected, by her parents, her citizens, & herself, to be perfect. to be this faultless, always certain, unstoppable queen of arendelle. but how could she be so when even a new writing utensil is testing that persona— & winning. “ i'm far more used to quills, nib pens... royal stamps. not... this ? ”
MAL / RVLCTHCWORLD
mal was more than aware of who the ice queen was. but as far as she had ever known she was far older than she appeared to be in this place. after all she had attended school with her niece at one point in time. but still the purple haired fairy had no idea how to even approach her. or if the other would even have some sort of knowledge to who she even was. did she even know who her own mother was?
making her way towards the ice queen, mal took a deep breath. at least she still seemed older than she was herself. and maybe she would have had some sort of information to their whereabouts or how to get the,m back to auradon. “hello.”
the shadow of a woman covering her sketch slows her pencil’s movement, charcoal lightly tracing the same lines again & again until she finally stops to look up. the first thing to stand out is her purple hair— which wasn’t too shocking, having dealt with multiple shocks in the past year & a sister who has a fondness for being wild. the second & most important feature of this stranger is the familiar glint she could see in her eyes. not so familiar that she could be a worker in the arendelle castle but familiar enough that she probably distantly knew her.
a diplomatic smile etches itself on her mouth, knowing better than to feel unwelcoming to anyone who knew her or neared her. as much as she’d enjoy to be left alone, preferring her distance when it comes to everyone par anna, kristoff, sven, the arendelle servants & her 'children’, a 'cold’ queen is an image she’s trying to remove in people’s minds— along with the awkward queen she truly is & is trying to keep in the down low. “ hello to you, as well. may i help you ? ”
DAVID / LCSTXSOULS
david was usually much better at watching where he was going, but that was also more used to being somewhere he knew like the back of his hand. “i’m truly sorry. i didn’t mean to bump you,” he shook his head, worried that he’d upset the other. “still getting used to being around here..” he admitted. “guess i haven’t learned my way around as much as i would have liked to,” he said. “if there’s anything i can do for you, please let me know.”
“ it’s alright, no harm done, ” elsa waves off his offense, knowing that her reaction was her fault more than his. her 13 years of isolation, along with being the untouchable queen of arendelle, has her reacting differently than a normal person. “ are you new to the town ? ”
character aesthetics: elsa
disney princess meme: three outfits [1/3] elsa dress
Elsa’s adorable and awkward expressions in Frozen Fever & Olaf’s Frozen adventure
GRETEL / MIZUNDCRSTOOD
Closed Starter for @thawedsouls (Elsa)
Two Months.
It had been two whole months that she had been stuck in this town, two months since she had ended up here without her brother. Two months and she was now utterly sick of it and wanted her brother. Gretel was completely and utterly not pleased at being stuck here as it was - the least that could be done was to allow her to find her brother.. but no, apparently that wasn’t to be.
Instead she had taken to stealing things, sometimes even things she had no need for or things she had no idea why people had - such as the strange stick she had found in some guys pocket. Weird but it was now sitting in a box in her small one room apartment. Some of the things people carried was simply bizarre. The town wasn’t completely bad, if you took away the fact that everyone was trapped here, it had running water and toilets - much like Storybrooke had. Both things that she was rather thankful for, and something that the Enchanted Forest sorely needed if she was honest.
For now though, she wasn’t stealing - much - instead she was actually wandering around and speaking to people. Asking about her brother, maybe if she hadn’t seen him - someone else might have.
elsa’s eternally grateful for three things at this moment— that anna’s safe & here in this town, that this peculiar town consists of people who either have magic or tolerate it, & that the funds of arendelle are accessible to the two royals. if she had time, she would pray to skaði in thanks for her good luck, as well as the other aesir. when she’d first arrived here, she’d thought that everything & anything that could go wrong, would. that arendelle would flounder without her, that she’d never see her sister again, that she’d have to be careful unless she creates a mob to hunt her down for her powers.
the snow queen was walking around the town’s streets, perusing the window display on each shop in hopes to find something for herself & for her sister when she heard a whisper of the conversation nearby. a woman looking for her sibling. her heart immediately ached in empathy, recalling how low her spirits had been without knowing where her sibling was & how she both wished she was here & that she’s safe in arendelle— away from the dangers of this town, if there be any.
“ maybe i can help ? ” she starts as she nears them, glancing at the blonde, a soft diplomatic smile on her lips. she’s not old in this town to know everyone or be able to see who’s new or not. but she does have an excellent memory when it comes to faces ( an advantage to memorizing other visiting royals ). & it helps to have an extra set of eyes on the lookout. “ what does he look like ? ”
