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So cut through the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love and strike for fear. See the beauty, sharp and sheer Split the ice apart And break the frozen heart

[musingmemes]

injured memes

“ oh my god what happened? ”

“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”

“ who did this to you? ”

“ that’s… a lot of blood ”

“ i think… it’s broken ”

“ can you move? does it hurt? ”

“ we need to get you to a hospital ”

“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”

“ it’s just a scratch ”

“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”

“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”

“ what the hell did you do? ”

“ don’t you pass out on me ”

“ i’m just so tired ”

“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”

“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”

“ let me carry you ”

“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”

“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”

“ hey! i said stay awake! ”

“ tell me what hurts ”

“ does it hurt when i do this? ”

“ ow! that hurts! ”

“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”

“ it was an accident ”

[midsummerprincess-blog]

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   anna raised her eyebrow, in slight disbelief. although, in stories animals talked. maybe he’s a special, storybook-talking-animal. maybe. she’d have to see it to believe it. although, she had always wanted to meet a talking animal. 

“Oh—” she heard the boy talk for his reindeer, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “So… he kind of ta— Hey! He is n– Kristoff? Like Christopher? I’m Anna.”

[treskcr-blog]

Her quick change of topics confused Kristoff for just a moment, and he shook his head quickly as he stood up to his normal height. “Well, if Sven said it, it must be true!” He announced with a grin, his arms crossing once again.

Kristoff scratched the back of his head, shrugging slightly. “Like Christopher? Yeah, kinda...I guess, but it’s just Kristoff.” 

“Anna?”  Her name sounded kind of familiar. Maybe he’d seen her when he was selling ice in the market or something- either way it sounded kinda nice. But he couldn’t let her know he was actually thinking that so, after sharing a smile with Sven, he spoke again.’

“That’s a weird name.”

[theformerprince]

He took the reindeer’s nuzzles as invitation, permitting him a few licks before he brushed his fingers back over the animal’s head. Scratching gently behind his ears, his eyes glided back to the boy beside him. And the previous enjoyment in his eyes managed to fade.

        Alone? He and his pe–friend reindeer were out here all by themselves?         Didn’t he have parents? Caretakers? Anyone to look after him? As much         as he dismissed the issue with a smile, Hans couldn’t stop the slow         furrowing of his brows as he brought his hand back to himself.

“That may be–” he said in regards to the prideful remarks, “But I can only imagine how many dangers lie out here. Perhaps it would be better if I were to take you back to the village– find you somewhere warm to stay, even if just for a short while.”

[treskcr-blog]

Kristoff shook his head, leaning back a little. “No, I-.” He paused, trying to collect his thoughts, “The village is-.” Way too far away from the ice. He finished in his head, but his thoughts were coming in too quickly to keep up with, “I don’t need to-.” He let out a long sigh of frustration. “I don’t want to. I can’t.” 

He crossed his arms, “’Sides, the other Harvesters look after me...sorta.” Most of the time they just ignored him, “They pulled me out of the lake once when I fell in,” And then laughed at him for it.

“Trust me, mister. Sven and I are okay!”

[insoliita-blog]

     the closest belle ever came to experiencing one of the adventures in her books      was to accompany her father to his science fares. they were not often, therefore      she jumped at the chance when one was announced, & after much convincing of      her father who would have much preferred his daughter to stay home; here belle      was. 

     if she couldn’t be any more predictable, belle had already located the local book      store of arendelle. it was small – much like the one in her own town – & the book      keeper seemed apprehensive to sell a novel to her, though he wasn’t willing to      reject her money either. 

     already with her nose between the pages of the perfectly new, crisp book, the      brunette didn’t notice the child struggling & hurdling towards her. his surprise      made her grip loosen from her book, & she dropped it on the ground, though      knelt instinctively to retrieve it. 

          ❝ oh goodness, no, it’s alright! don’t apologise.              are you okay? i am the one who must              apologise, i wasn’t watching where i was              going—-! ❞

    belle remained kneeling to match the young boy’s height, her rose-tinted lips     curling to offer him a delicate smile. 

[treskcr-blog]

He couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. That ice took a really long time to get, and now he was going to have to try to get another one. While he often talked about being the best ice harvester ever someday, he knew he still had a long way to go. And he knew it was still going to take him a long time to get another one.

He tried to shrug it off with a sigh, and Sven nudging against his leg helped him feel a little better. He looked up at the woman, trying to mask his disappointment. “I-It’s okay, ‘m not hurt or anything.”

Kristoff wanted to leave it off there, but a snort from Sven reminded him that he should be polite. “How ‘bout you?” He asked, tilting her head, “Are you okay?”

[midsummerprincess-blog]

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    “Are too!” she narrowed her eyebrows. “I always pay attention. Not like some people.” she returned the gesture of sticking out her tongue, only she made hers more known. a more aggressive tongue-sticker-outer.

hearing how the reindeer but up an argument made her gasp, and then shake her head. “I don’t think that a reindeer would be able to tell that. Not unless he could talk.”

[treskcr-blog]

He let out a long gasp, his arms crossing as he moved closer to Sven. “Sven can talk!” He announced proudly. Kristoff knelt down to be more at Svens height and cleared his throat, a smile already reappearing on his face.

“I’m Sven,” He said, trying to make his voice deeper and yet somewhat squeaky, “And Kristoff’s a really good payer-attentioner. I know he is.” 

[sociallyimpairedbear]

Kristoff let out a slight breath when the boy grinned, clearly not about to bolt despite his initially gruff tone. He was just annoyed at himself for misplacing his things and having to come all the way back here for them – but, at least they were still here. The kid could have taken them, if he’d really wanted to, but he hadn’t.

“Here, lemme get that for ya,” Kristiff chuckled, watching the boy try to lug over the heavy bag of tools. It was difficult for Kristoff to manage himself sometimes, there was no way the kid would be able to get it over to the sled quickly. Stepping out of his sled, Kristoff walked over to where the boy had seemed to give up trying to drag the equipment, hefting the bag up and depositing it in the back of the sled. 

“Well…I got them from a number of different places, really. There’s a trade post not far from here with some nice, cheap tools. And then there’s a shop in town, but that stuff’s more expensive…Some other things I got off of other harvesters, and simply repaired them so that I could get some use out of ‘em,” he answered, turning back to the child and his reindeer. “How long have you been workin’ out here?”

[treskcr-blog]

"Whoa!”

Ice Harversters were strong, everyone knew that, but sometimes Kristoff forgot how strong they were. He listened closely to the explanation, thinking for a moment before he shook his head. “Repair ‘em...why didn’t I think of that!” He shook his head, and Sven let out a snort of agreement. It would be cheaper than trying to buy all new stuff, and it would be easier to find old tools rather than new ones.

The question surprised him. Most people laughed at him when he told them he was an ice harvester, but the man in front of him seemed genuinely interested in how long he’d been working. “Not very long,” He answered with a shrug, “I’m still trying to learn everything, and I’m kinda slow at it...” He kicked the ground softly before perking up.

“But that’s okay! I’ll get better! And then I’ll be the best ice harvester ever!”

[treskcr-blog]

@insoliita liked for a starter

He could carry it. He could. He was in the market, the one big block of ice he had to sell sitting on Sven’s tiny sled. All that was left to do was lift it up and put it up onto the table. Which meant little Kristoff had to lift a block of ice that, quite possibly weighed as much as he did. But he was determined.

Kristoff lifted the ice block and held it over his head, doing his best to walk back to the stand even as the ice made him lean back and forth. He was fine for a few seconds, but it wasn’t long before he was leaning just a bit too far to his left.

“Whoa!” 

With that, he tumbled over, the ice block falling to the ground and shattering while he tumbled right into someone else. He picked himself up, a worried look on his face as he spewed out apologies.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

[midsummerprincess-blog]

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    “Excuse you, sir, I am an excellent rider!” at least she thinks. she’s never ridden anything without the help of someone else, but still, the point still stands. “I’m a better payer-attentioner than you are.” 

she puffed out her bottom lip and folded her short arms, narrowing her eyes at him. maybe he needed a lesson in paying attention. although really, anna should definitely not be the one to teach that lesson.

[treskcr-blog]

He pouted, shaking his head quickly. “No you’re not! You didn’t even know I was here until after I saw you first! I was payin’ attention and you weren’t!” He stuck his tongue out.

As if wanting to put in his own opinion, Sven gave a loud snort and jumped in place. Kristoff grinned, using his thumb to point over to his friend. “See? Even Sven knows I’m a better payer-attentioner than you!” 

[theformerprince]

As concerned as the prince was for the boy’s well-being (regardless of whether or not he was technically out here alone), there was no stopping the smile that stretched across his lips at every answer he was given. He shook his head slightly, gave his horse a hearty pat. “Is that so? Well, I imagine he’s a very loyal one at that. Might even be more well-behaved than Sitron here.”

      The horse let out an indignant snort at the insult, tail       flicking to lightly whap his master on the side of the       face. Blinking repeatedly when the hair came       dangerously close to his eyes, Hans took a step       away and knelt down to be at a better height with       the boy and his reindeer. He reached out a tentative       hand to Sven, allowing the creature the option to       get accustomed to his scent.

“I suppose you may be right about that; how foolish of me to assume you’re all by yourself out here.” His eyes met the child’s, and though a smile remained on his face, there was a flicker of concern in his gaze. “What I meant to ask, rather, is if it’s just you and Sven.”

[treskcr-blog]

Sven didn’t waste a moment before he approached the man’s hand and gave it several sniffs, nuzzles, and a lick or two. The little reindeer was obviously very excited to meet someone new. Kristoff was too, but he was a lot calmer than Sven was.

“Oh, uh...” Kristoff shrugged, his foot kicking the ground slightly. “Yeah,” He muttered quietly, “It’s just us.” Just a split second later, he was grinning again, crossing his arms in front of himself and looking proud.

“But, that’s okay! Cuz Sven and I are ice harvesters, and we’re gonna be the best harvesters in the world, and we won’t need anybody!” Sven snorted in agreement

[littlebuttonanna]

Hellooooo~! So, I haven’t been on the last few days aside from mobile. That’s because I’m getting ready for finals! I have a final where I have to tell a story I wrote on Thursday, my Arabic final on Friday, and then my math final next Tuesday, then I’m finished until next semester!

But, before even finals I have to get my Arabic biography done, do all the online work I missed, finish Aleks for math and actually finish writing my story for the Thursday final. That’s a lot of work, so I’m going on a little semi-hiatus. Just until friday. I’ll probably get on this week when things begin to slow down. I’ve set my goals, and now I just have to hope that things work out.

Thank you all for being patient little snowflakes! I love you~! <3

[treskcr-blog]

Wow hey, there’s a bit more of you than before. Um, hi, how’s it goin’? So, normally I make greeting starters, but a lot of you followed at one time, so I’m just going to toss out a starter call instead.

So go ahead and like this if you’d like a starter!

[treskcr-blog]

Wow hey, there’s a bit more of you than before. Um, hi, how’s it goin’? So, normally I make greeting starters, but a lot of you followed at one time, so I’m just going to toss out a starter call instead.

So go ahead and like this if you’d like a starter!

[kingkristoffs]

kristoffsfeistypants requested: Young Kristoff and Seven sharing a Carrot

[theformerprince]

Wildlife didn’t often just… run up to Hans when he was out on his rides that took him away from civilization. So, naturally, he was taken aback when he brought his horse to a halt at the sight of what appeared to be a baby reindeer coming his way.

        Having dismounted to get a better look at the         creature (perhaps it was injured?) only a minute         had passed before he heard a voice. And only         another second before a boy came trodding          through the snow. He blinked, stared at the          stranger as he began to tug at the animal–like          the reindeer was…

“Is he your–?” Perturbed, Hans soundlessly pointed back and forth between the two before managing to regain his composure. “I-it’s quite all right, I assure you, but–you aren’t out here alone, are you?”

[treskcr-blog]

“My friend?” Kristoff finished for him with a nod. He didn’t like it when people called Sven his pet. He wasn’t a pet. “Yeah, he is! My best friend!” Sven, obviously enjoying his title, gave a little snort of appreciation before he gave a little jump to lick Kristoff’s cheek.

“Sven!” He laughed, shaking his head a little.

The man’s question confused Kristoff for sure. Of course he wasn’t alone. He knew that. He’d seen Sven. He shook his head again, still a bit confused as to why he’d asked, since he’d seen that he wasn’t by himself.

“No, ‘course not! I’ve got Sven!” He gave the reindeer a little pat on his side with a grin.

[sociallyimpairedbear]

Kristoff had been heading to town, his sled full to capacity with blocks of ice, when he realized he’d left his bag of harvesting equipment and tools back up near the lake he’d been working. Which meant he had to backtrack a good deal back up the mountain range. 

Not exactly something Kristoff was exuberant to do after a good deal of work.

“Hey, kid!” he called out, bringing Sven to a stop just short of the boy and his own little reindeer. “Those are mine – uh, thanks for makin’ sure no one took ‘em,” Kristoff added, not wanting to scare the poor kid.

[treskcr-blog]

Sven heard the sled before Kristoff saw it, and even then the small boy didn’t turn around until the man in the sled spoke to him. He hopped up to his feet quickly, hoping he wouldn’t be mad or accuse him of stealing his stuff. But, surprisingly, he didn’t. 

The small boy grinned, nodding quickly before trying to drag the equipment the short distance to the sled. It was a bit too heavy for him, but he was determined to bring it. “No problem!“ He grinned at the man before he finally gave up on dragging the bag. He usually only handled one piece of equipment at a time. All of them together were really heavy! 

“Hey, mister?” Kristoff started, “Where’d you get such good stuff?” Maybe he could get some himself- when he saved up a little more that is. 

[midsummerprincess-blog]

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    okay, now she was really regretting taking that off-trail to get back to the castle. she started in the markets, but now she ended up here. and here was somewhere that she was quite unfamiliar with. there were trees, and grass, and mountains in the distance. she was likely in the forest, or somewhere near the outskirts of the kingdom.

“Wait what?!” she was quick to jump back, holding her skirt up off the ground. “What’re you doing out here? Papa told me it’s dangerous to ride that fast.”

[treskcr-blog]

Upon seeing that he almost ran into someone, Sven came to a sudden stop and almost sent Kristoff flying off, but the small boy held on tight. When they finally stopped completely, the blond stumbled off, grinning and laughing until he turned to the small girl in front of him.

“Well, nobody told me it’s dangerous. Guess I’m just a better rider than you are.” Of course, he didn’t know if he was better- he didn’t even know the girl- but he liked to think he was. 

[treskcr-blog]

Look at this adorable goofball