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Breaking News Kristoff Bjorgman dumps his girlfriend for an ice sculpture of his girlfriend
Technically didnât dump her since, yâknow, she became the ice sculptureâŠ
#andinthatmomentigotaboner
Desperation for Healing Hugs
"Cuties. Iâm gonna keep you."
Am I the only one that found this creepy, not cute? I mean, trolls in mythology have been known to kidnap children from their parents! Kristoff could be a changeling! He could have a family out there who has no idea what happened to him and thinks heâs dead!
And and and! The trolls in this movie can tamper with memories. Let that sink in.
They may have erased any and all memories Kristoff may have regarding his actual family. Make him believe it was only him and Sven, so he would more readily accept a place in the Troll family group.
basically fuck the trolls, theyâre creepy and morally reckless
yo Iâve spoken about this before Kristoff had parents, when was it ever told to us he didnât? His father was probably one of the ice harvesters and since trolls are known for kidnapping children, we just witnessed that happen. They probably thought he got lost or worse⊠fell through the ice and drowned. Thatâs how it works in scandinavian folklore: the trolls lead the childrenâs parents to believe they died as many kids did back then. THEY KIDNAPPED KRISTOFF. THEY TOOK HIM FROM HIS PARENTS. HE IS A CHANGELING. THIS IS A MAJOR THING
The movie didnât tell us he DIDNâT have parents; the movie also never told us he DID. But seriously, I hate these guys.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU GUYS
Gaston and Flynn(Jasmine) discussing the future of the manly man club
agrabianprincess (9:48:19 PM): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DfKrE3YDtoc#t=99
agrabianprincess (9:48:24 PM): flynn gaston and kristoff
agrabianprincess (9:48:26 PM): the manly men club
noonelikegaston (9:48:30 PM): OMFG
noonelikegaston (9:48:38 PM): IM LAUGHING SO FUCKING HARD
noonelikegaston (9:49:04 PM): i can just see gaston and flynn talking about girls like yup i hit that one aaaannnd that one too
noonelikegaston (9:49:15 PM): and kristoff just like "i wanna join in this..."
noonelikegaston (9:49:22 PM): and Gaston like
agrabianprincess (9:49:25 PM): Kristoff doesnt have the chick game
noonelikegaston (9:49:35 PM): "no kristoff, raindeers don't count"
agrabianprincess (9:49:39 PM): omg
OOC:Â I Won't be as active for the next few days because I have to pack to move back into my dorm for sunday and i REALLY need to get going on this ani portfolio omfg. BUT Im going to try to be on as much as I can guys :D
*Sneaks up from behind and leans to kiss her cheek* Happy New Years, Anna *smiling*
*Jumps slightly, then relaxes* Happy New Years, Kristoff! *takes his arms and wraps them around her waist* Any resolutions for this year?
Anna giggled and poked his tummy, âNonsense. Who would I use as a pillow every night without you being so chubby?âÂ
Anna paused, thinking hard. âI think⊠Iâm gonna stop with the drunken kissing. Besides with you, of course.â She blushed, then added, âThough, no more⊠getting intimate with you on the couch when weâre severely intoxicated. Deal?â
"Alright maybe Iâll cut that one out just for  you" Kris dropped his grasp from her waist to hold her hands and swung them.
"Well thatâs a good one" because to be frank, it was starting to make him jealous. Now that they were together that is. "What about meâ" She answered his question before he could finish asking it and reminded him of an incident between the two from not too long ago. As much as he would miss that, he wouldnât miss the rest of the gang poking at him NOT to do that. As long as she didnât promise never getting intimate with him again, he could handle it. "Alright, deal. Weâll take it to the kitchen"
He joked. âKidding.â
ANNA'S GIVING KRIS THE BEDROOM EYES IN THAT GIF JS
*Sneaks up from behind and leans to kiss her cheek* Happy New Years, Anna *smiling*
*Jumps slightly, then relaxes* Happy New Years, Kristoff! *takes his arms and wraps them around her waist* Any resolutions for this year?
Kristoff's arms wrapped around the princess'. "Hmm...." He paused to think, but couldn't come up with a single resolution. His life was too boring and predictable for that. At least, it used to be "I have nooo idea. I didn't really take any time to stop and think about it" Kristoff confessed, forgetting all about the purpose of the celebration. He pulled away.
"I guess I could probably tone down on the eating..." The husky mountain man chuckled. "What are yours?"Â
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"Me and Sven wish you all a Happy New Year"
"Hereâs to hoping for a better year for us ice harvesters"
Anna woke up to a pleasant, warm weight around her, and it took her a few moments to realize that Kristoff must have climbed into bed with her after she'd fallen asleep. "G'morning, Kris..." she yawned, turning to him and pressing her forehead to his. "Wakey, wakey."
It took Anna a few tries before he could wake up Kristoff, but at last, the mountain man peeked his eyes open with a small yawn whilst spotting a blurred Anna sitting beside. Rolling over to his other side, he hogged all the blankets. â5 more minutesâŠâ the blonde begged, hugging one of the extra pillows. But the princess hadnât given up, which lead Kristoff to no choice. And so he awoke, furrowing his brows against her forehead - his eyes popping opened. Yawning big like a bear he responded late, âGoodmorningâ and rolled onto his back with Anna leaning above him. Combing his hands with his fingers he asked, "what time is it?" His hand dropped to his chest and the other crawled itâs way over to her thigh.Â
Anna just smiled, âItâs cute! Our hearts are connected, now~â she teased, rubbing her nose against his. She flipped them a few times with ease. She loved making breakfast; since sheâd always woken up early when she was younger, the cooks would let her help prepare that morningâs meal. It was her favorite thing to do after Elsa stopped talking to her.Â
"Get a big plate- we have a lot more of these to make!" Anna ordered Kristoff playfully and scooped up the pancakes with her spatula.
Well when she put it that way, it wasnât so bad. âYouâre right.â He rubbed his nose together with hers, lifting her by the waist as she stood on her tiptoes - while kristoff crouched a bit so she could reach.Â
Doing as she ordered, Kristoff dug through the bottom cabinets, grabbing the biggest plate he could find in the house. âGot one!â He said excitedly, while kicking aside a few of the bowls he may have tossed on the floor. âŠ. HeâdâŠ.. clean it up later.
He brought the plate over to anna, holding it as she scooped the pancakes onto the dish. âMmm Smells delicious!â He couldnât help but notice they were practically cakes of melted chocolate, and not so much a pancake anymore. âAnd chocolatelyâ he tried to hold back a snort.
There were so many things Elsa wanted to counteract with Kristoffâs argument; why was she treated like the enemy ever since she was small? Why was she cursed? And even perhaps, as Anna has said, maybe she was a bit jealous. Jealous of the fact that aside from Anna- and even then, that feeling was foreign and new, she didnât know what love was and on top of all, why she was hated, feared, almost murdered because of her cold hands. But she couldnât find the words to ask Kristoff. She doubted he even had an answer to counteract with even if she did ask. Â
"Both of you donât seem to understand why I keep myself away- itâs for the sake of my own sanity and everyoneâs safety-" With the rise in her anxiety, Elsa could feel the small storm brewing within her; a combination of her sadness, anxiety, fear, and panic.Â
She was a monster, and nothing would ever make her think otherwise.Â
Conceal. Donât feel. Conceal, donât feel. Conceal donât feel.Â
"I keep telling her, you- you donât understand. You need to leave before I hurt you by accident, please just go."Â
 Kristoff took a step back. It seemed he didn't understand. He hadn't much of a clue as to what the big problem was. But it seemed to drive Elsa to near tears, and he knew he should stop his words and leave her be, at least for now.
"Alright, fine. I'll go. But just consider what I told you about Anna. You can't hide from the world forever" He turned, walking out the doors. Kristoff tried for the princess, but nothing changed Elsa's state of mind. He wasn't going to give up that easy though ...
Anna woke up to a pleasant, warm weight around her, and it took her a few moments to realize that Kristoff must have climbed into bed with her after she'd fallen asleep. "G'morning, Kris..." she yawned, turning to him and pressing her forehead to his. "Wakey, wakey."
It took Anna a few tries before he could wake up Kristoff, but at last, the mountain man peeked his eyes open with a small yawn whilst spotting a blurred Anna sitting beside. Rolling over to his other side, he hogged all the blankets. â5 more minutesâŠâ the blonde begged, hugging one of the extra pillows. But the princess hadnât given up, which lead Kristoff to no choice. And so he awoke, furrowing his brows against her forehead - his eyes popping opened. Yawning big like a bear he responded late, âGoodmorningâ and rolled onto his back with Anna leaning above him. Combing his hands with his fingers he asked, "what time is it?" His hand dropped to his chest and the other crawled itâs way over to her thigh.Â
"Batter it up!" Anna repeated enthusiastically, pouring it onto the pan. "Iâm gonna make shapesâŠ" she giggled, making a heart, another in a zip-zag, and one in a shape Elsa would scold her for. "How many are you going to eat?" she asked, in vain, though, knowing he could scarf down the batterâs worth without her help.Â
"I uhh...." probably them all. "3 or 4..." Or 5. Maybe even 6. But he wouldn't let her know that. Picking up the heart-shaped cookie cutter, he placed it beside hers was cooking and poured the batter on. Lifting it up, he smiled at Anna, putting it back down on the counter. After only seconds, he watched his heart-shaped pancake quickly run and mold with her own. "Oh no!" He said, a little disappointed. "I ruined it"
Cooking was never his forte. Eating however, that was where it was different.
(original art by Minkyu Lee)
She kept her poised exterior, her eyes not glancing up to meet his. âIâm not making her choose, Kristoff. And I wouldnât expect for you to understand why I do the things I do. But theyâre for a reason, whether she agrees with them or not, and whether you agree with them or not.â Memories flashed in her mind of her childhood with Anna and as he took a step forward, she took a step backward.Â
"Iâm trying to protect her. But itâs become obvious that I canât be a sister to her since she thinks that Iâm overbearing, even though I thought I was doing what I thought was right- she made it clear that me being what I thought a sister was, wasnât what she wanted." Her composure slipped slightly as she ran a hand through her bangs to push them back up. "Ever since we were little, all Iâve done is hurt her-" Elsa blinked and swallowed hard. "Letting my anger get the best of me wasnât the best way to deal with things, and I am sorry for that. But thatâs the very reason why- as youâve graciously reminded me before, Iâm not⊠normal."Â
Elsaâs heart tore as she spoke the last sentence, painfully aware that she was anything but. Although having accepted her abilities for the most part, she still knew she was what Arendelle had accused her of being before; a monster.Â
"She's not that little girl anymore. She's grown up. You have to respect that" He defended Anna. "I'm not trying to tell you how to run your life as a sister, but all I'm saying is that she needs you to be by her side. She doesn't need you to control her life, she just needs you there knowing you love her, no matter her decisions." For a guy who grew up with no siblings, he was thoroughly impressed by himself for saying that. It at least sounded right to him. "I've heard what they've said about you out there. I know, it hurts. But you've got to ignore it. There's nothing wrong with you. ...... You've just got... really cold hands" He put it as nice as he could. But it was true, he didn't see her as a monster at all.
".... I talk to a reindeer" he admitted, seeing as she already probably noticed, and maybe in that way, they could connect. "We are all different in some way"Â
Kristoff knew he couldn't ever compete with Elsa. His quirk was much different than hers was, and it wasn't able to affect others like hers could. But he had to break it down to her somehow. He really wished there was a way to change Elsa's thought of mind, and others.Â
"For the record, I think being normal is a pretty boring thing" He half-smiled, trying to shine some light in this dark situation.