#elsa vein...i can't

[rainibao]

I was drawing with the kids at work, and I started trying to doodle Vein with red marker(yea sorry I'm down bad).

Suddenly, one of them asked me, "Is that Elsa?"

I cackled a little then answered with "Well...kinda."

Then she proceeded to draw her own rendition of a princess for me and we left it at that

[lovebvni]

intuitive messages pac !!

THIS IS FROM 2023!! BE FOREWARNED

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[ 🖊 ] created ⋮ 7.31.23

[  ] published ⋮  7.31.23

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hello earthlings, its been a while since i've done a pac, mainly because of MANY personal issues - but thats not important. i thought for a while and went back to my old pac's and i found an older one i made and i remembered, my intuition is just as powerful as ever - so why do i need tarot cards now?

today i'm just going to have 10 messages/sentences the universe wants you to hear. they can be specific or general.  remember, take everything can be taken with a grain of salt, and your future can be changed. you are in control.

now please, find your inner peace, connect to your soul.

understand these messages were meant to find you, and see what is left for you.

inhale, exhale, and pick a pile

Pile 1 - Watching

confirmation :

procrastinating, pushing things off, turning the other cheek, tumblr, the colour purple (show or the actual colour), spacing out, spirits, double meaning, two faced, gemini, hidden meanings/words, red eyes (tired, puffy), burnt out, music, 'good night, sleep tight, don't let the demons fight.', the letter s, sharks, 'the grass is greener'.

side note : the month of august (summer in general) be significant for your shifting/spiritual journey.

Your messages

1. Why would you wait when you could just grab at it? It's right there. Don't let it rot.

2. "Hello? Are you there, listening? Listen to me. I'm here to help. I promise." (this could be an inner voice or a spirit guide)

3. Be your own boss. Keep going.

4. Pass on to the next step (Death to life)

5. You know what's there, talk to it. "I wont hurt you."

6. Listen, don't speak.

7. Let it go. Be like Elsa, don't let it bother you anymore.

8. Mind, Body and Soul. You're in harmony. Use it to your advantage.

9. Advise and criticize. And use the same techniques on yourself.

10. Peace and love. You deserve it. You know you do. And you will find it, soon.

Pile 2 - Renew

conformation :

saiki k, giving up, letting go, leaving things behind, mental overload, 'Jesus fucking Christ', jealous, letting go of that person, shadow work, yellow, outlook, aries, the moon, big lips, 333, the number 3.

Your messages

1. Bite down. Let it flow into your veins, your soul, your spirit. Its part of you now.

2. Is it a real worry, or just something from your past you don't want to let go of?

3. Jail. Time to rest. Now.

4. Eat and care for your physical body. You can't idolize shifting. You're not getting anywhere doing that.

5. Look in the mirror - no. Not at the past. At who you are now. Who you've become.

6. You have the balls. Go fucking do it.

7. Don't accept the truth from other people, find and make your own. That's what they see, not what you know.

8. Her claws. Her teeth. She's manipulating you. Let her go. Rip away from her. She's wasting your time, energy and draining your soul.

9. "I  DO love you. That doesn't mean I'll let you hurt yourself."

10. I am watching. Always. In your good times and bad. I'm here for you. Just ask for help.

Pile 3 - Love

confirmation :

wrist and elbow, jumpscares/ being scared, saturn, planets, fnaf, cycles, broken cycles, love watch, soulmate reuniting, mha (lmao bro idek at this point), drawing, heartache, feeling lonely, barbie, hip dips, trios.

1. Wake up from that dream and make it a reality, you know what you have to do, so go do it.

2. "Beg for my mercy." - This had a VERY sexual undertone... Obviously from a dominant partner or something

3. 'Hello again, my friend! What do you have to tell me now?"

4. You know that thing you asked for? Yeah. It's coming. Keep your eyes pealed (for some I heard it's even coming tomorrow!)

5. Sit in silence, you know what it is. You hear the voices.

6. Pack your bags and go.

7. Grab on, I'll lead you to where you need to be.

8. Don't chase what you're attracting, that will only lead to disaster. (A manifestation you wanted is coming, this is basically saying don't overwork and beat yourself up over it. It's coming and nothing will stop it.)

9. Nature is your friend. Go out and ground yourself. Lay in the grass, smell the rain.

10. If you want to learn, you need the knowledge. Search for what you want to find. You can see it. Ask around. You'll find it. Look, look, look, search, look look, search, find.

I hope this pac resonated for everyone! remember, this will find you when you need it, take what relates, leave what doesnt. remember you are in charge of your future.

i love you. new things are coming.

dont give up.

1111

[imagitory]

Okay, disclaimer here. I can't really call myself a true fan of Disney's Wish, just as it is. I do think the film had a LOT of really good ideas and I do think that a lot of artists and creative types put sincere work into it -- I mean, all one really has to do is look at the Wish art book to see that the creators wanted to salute a lot of Disney's overall legacy with their work. However the result turned out -- and I personally found it a bit half-baked with a lot of story and character elements that just didn't quite come together for me -- I like the overall concept enough that I've really enjoyed seeing the fandom embrace those good ideas and reinterpret them. I like the art people have started doing based on Star's old designs by artists like Brittney Lee. I like people writing drafts with villainous-couple-goals Amaya and Magnifico. I like people envisioning Asha as becoming a fairy godmother more in the vein of Whitney Houston's version of the Fairy Godmother in the 1998 Rodger's and Hammerstein's Cinderella! So everything I'm going to write here is from a place of sincerely wanting to add onto the original concept and perhaps improve on it, rather than just out of a desire to make petty pot-shots at the film.

With this out of the way, let me get to the crux of it.

(concept art by Brittney Lee, found in Disney's The Art of Wish)

Now of course people have discussed the concept of Star as a love interest for Asha before. And I won't lie, I do think it's cute! It could even offer a great potential for diversity if Star remained androgynous gender-wise, the way they are in the finished film. Honestly, even having a completely mute leading character and love interest throughout the entire picture would undoubtedly be a unique and special challenge for any animator and storyteller...and for those people who want to evoke old Disney projects, it would prove a great opportunity to build on the legacies of voiceless Disney characters like Dumbo, Bambi, and Tinker Bell, while still adding a new twist in the form of this character being magical and therefore being able to express their feelings not just through colors and body language like Tink does, but perhaps also through the instrumental score! You could embody the whole core of Fantasia -- a passion project of Uncle Walt's that he never saw appreciated in his lifetime but is widely considered to be a masterpiece of animation and music -- in one character!

This leads nicely into another tack this could've played into -- the idea that Star could be an embodiment of Golden/Silver Age Disney, while Asha embodies Renaissance/Revival Disney. Star could be endlessly optimistic and a bit naive, but strangely resilient -- something that seems fragile and helpless at first glance until you realize just how many people and creatures alike gravitate toward them and want to help and protect them. Meanwhile Asha could be all about proving herself -- she could want to become a powerful magician and do great things like her master King Magnifico, but lack confidence in her own abilities and feel isolated thanks to how much her service to and desire to honor Magnifico has isolated her from others.

Star would be Snow White to Asha's Tiana. The Aurora to her Mulan. The Tinker Bell to Asha's Elsa. The bright star to Asha's cool, thoughtful night.

And this is what I love most about this idea -- their relationship wouldn't need to be romantic. It could be platonic. It could be romance-adjacent. Or, if one wants to really go and do something different for a Disney movie...Star could be a child. A mute, sweet, brand-new star, one just born, that responded to a wish that Asha made when she thought no one could hear -- a wish she has trouble admitting to anyone, especially her mentor and toxic father figure, King Magnifico -- because as much as she plays contentment, there is a part of Asha deep down that wants something more. That remembers the loving embrace of her deceased parents and how much Magnifico can't quite capture that warmth and nurturing, however tight his hold might be and placating his words might be. And out of that wish is born this little bundle of stardust, which Asha is now suddenly responsible for and wants desperately to hide and protect from Magnifico.

In essence, Asha would be put in the same position that Willow is put in, when he suddenly becomes the caretaker for baby Elora in the film Willow.

Now that would change up the context for At All Costs, wouldn't it? This lullaby-like song would resonate awfully well in a story where Magnifico sees Asha as an apprentice and almost surrogate daughter and wants to "protect" her a la Mother Gothel by controlling everything in her life, while Asha sees this new Star who's now reliant on her and feels this strange, new desire to protect them from the man who filled the role of her father after his death in a selfless way that man could never understand?

If someone tried to hurt you... I don't see how that could happen! I'd fight for you in ways you can't imagine! Felt this? No, I haven't -- I hope it would be alright to Stay right here beside you...

It would be such a beautiful picture on how love can be both selfish and selfless -- how a villainous person can love, perhaps, but that that love is poisoned by the desire to mold someone into your image and hoard that person away from others who could "take them away" or "change" them...how love at its truest core is selflessness and fighting on behalf of others, to give them a world where they could live safely. And again, this could be either in a scenario where Star is Asha's "child" or her peer -- for a world can't be safe for all if anyone is under threat because of who we are. And Asha, Star, and Rosas all deserve to know true happiness, not just mindless, complacent contentment -- the happiness that can come from the birth of ideas we never thought possible, until we're given the freedom to dream and dream big.

[ghostofgraywalls]

Tw for animal injury/photos

This vet really fucked my poor baby up

She has horrible bruising. I felt like the lump looked bigger but Elsa hasn't been wanting to come out since the move. So I took some pics and saw this

She's eating her meds and eating a bit of kibble and treats here and there. No obvious signs of bad pain as you can see. But she's so so so swollen and bruised. I'm gon a try a warm compress tomorrow since i can still see the injection site and I'm worried about the surgical glue coming up.

I wish I'd never agreed to the attempted drainage. I'm so mad. Just pray for her guys. Pray this heals and she at least gets a few more weeks.

I'm so sad. I can't believe this idiot had this whole giant lump to use and he picked her shoulders right by a vein...and hit it. Goddamn moron

But seriously. Please please pray for her

[simplegenius042]

Music Monday

The UnTitledverse, Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, and Life, Despair & Monsters.

Tagged by @cassietrn and @josephseedismyfather thank you very much.

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @shallow-gravy @adelaidedrubman @strangefable @direwombat @jillvalentinesday @chazz-anova @inafieldofdaisies @wrathfulrook @voidika @poisonedtruth @josephslittledeputy and @g0dspeeed + anyone else who wishes to join.

Trigger warning: Allusions to executions in the second song. Also there's swearing in the last song if that's of any concern.

For The UnTitledverse, I've got a good little song for the Twins of Terror themselves, Malcolm and Maddison Darling. One (Malcolm) became a human-cordycep hybrid with mechanical prosthetics for his lower half with a taste of lethal revenge (and projection of an unhealthy sibling-substitute fixation?) against Ellie Williams from The Last Of Us, while the other (Maddison) became a multiversal assassin who failed miserably at her job so ditched her employers and succeeded in becoming a serial killer instead... all the while searching to reunite with her twin brother. Song below:

"Insane, inside, the danger gets me high Can't help myself, got secrets I can't tell

I love the smell of gasoline I light the match to taste the heat

I've always liked to play with fire Play with fire Play with fire (Fire, fire) I've always liked to play with fire

I ride (I ride) the edge (the edge), my speed goes in the red Hot blood (hot blood), these veins (these veins), my pleasure is their pain

I love to watch the castes burns These golden ashes turn to dirt (hmm, hmm)

I've always liked to play with fire Play with fire Play with fire (Fire, fire) I've always liked to play with fire

Oh, watching as the flames get higher Oh, I've always liked to play with (Mmm)

Right of passage, classic havoc Match in the gas tank, ooh, that's wretched Unstoppable, legendary animal (mmm) Digital justice, now you're gonna know us Hail to the king and queen of the ruckus Yacht Money wired, no denying I've always liked to play with fire."

For Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, I have Father Adam Omar and Oscar Lapis, the former the prophet of the Congregation of Adam's Guard, one of the main antagonists of Silva's Hope (the other being Joseph Seed) and a character I intentionally wrote to be despicable, and the latter the captain of Adam's Enforcers, the right-hand man of Adam and also quite despicable as well. Adam is also Silva and Elsa's biological father, and the reason why they have so many issues, and has also affected Paul and Kamski, while Oscar was an instrument of torment used by Adam against the other characters, plus Oscar also murdered Irene Neon, who was Silva's first love, Kamski's daughter and Persephone's mother. Both were involved in the generational enslavement, oppression and eventual massacre of the Tumultite community. Song below:

[Note the lyrics that have been cherry-picked out are only because I feel they mostly fit the characters of Adam and Oscar, and there is much more in the song but has been removed down below]

"The temperature's low, but our purpose is much higher What's behind us mustn't blind us to divineness that transpires

And by grace we have been with that most elegant of truth You stand here, not abandoned, but as testament and proof

For a city is its people and its people are its heart Stood together 'gainst the weather, 'gainst the coming of the dark Ne'er a lantern has been build with oh-so righteous a spark When providence claims continents, but provided us an ark."

...

"Brute force and discipline ensures all the citizens Are chipping in sufficiently, under threat of imprisonment Liberty's prohibited, retired, it's mandatory compliance now To keep the fire alight, we need to stamp any defiance out

We can ill afford the price of human rights nor pay the cost of anger So we stifle scrutinising eyes astray with propaganda The only way that we can pull through is under cruel rule If a single person falls out of line, we all do."

...

"I have heard there are those who would defy us Dissidents without repent are bent on questioning the dias Twisted iron fist pariahs and their heretic messiah

Hand in and skin the sinners if you wish to skim divinity Each shiver will deliver us in deliverance in time Burn the innocents for penitence if we preempt the crime

I'm protector of the truth, great erector of the New Faith Defectors and objectors can expect a second doomsday Unquestioning our destiny, relentless we pursue fate Alone I have been chosen to be spoken through by true grace Frozen Omens say we should evoke another crusade"

...

"Infecting desperate residents with false hope Now they've sworn oaths and pledged commitment to a cult No mercy will be shown or quarter given, fetch the coiled rope

And hang them by the necks until it's taut, the lesson learned is certain No measure of faith will keep you warm or sate your appetite So pray, heed the warning, or we may just have to tax your life."

...

"Now the book of laws is closed and its pages shine a light As the people fill the shrines in line with my divine right This battlement of sacraments, as chattel to our rite The sacrilegious and recalcitrant shall vow or face the smite

Nonbelievers shan't deceive us, we shall greet their cheek with grievance In this ceaseless season, we redeem the meek with bleak obedience Seeking each unheeding heathen, see them bleed or plead allegiance Blessed be relief from freedom; lest ye feel the need for treason

Since the precept was decreed, its certainty was predetermined Mere herds of sheep are people, thus, they need to be subservient 'Neath so turbulent a firmament, the worst of men survive Pray their mercy may preserve us once we touch the other side."

...

"Now the book of laws is closed, you've no hope to try and fight As the people fall in line and march in time with iron might Nonbelievers shan't deceive us, we shall greet their cheek with grievance In this ceaseless season, we redeem the meek with bleak obedience

Seeking each unheeding heathen, see them bleed or plead allegiance Blessed be relief from freedom; lest ye feel the need for treason Since the precept was decreed, its certainty was predetermined Mere vermin are the people, thus, they need to be subservient

Turn a leaf in the journal, weep as you read the scriptures The book of laws is closed, it's frozen shut couldn't thaw But should the storms subside it might be time to write a couple more."

For Life, Despair & Monsters, I got a song for Miraculous Miracles. This is for the part of the fic where it goes from "crime-fighting comedic trio consisting of a bi-disaster super-heroine who's got talent, her pun-loving laid back cat hero with abandonment issues and a teleporting inter-dimensional humanoid plant-fungus mentor with magic cards who has to be convinced not to eat anyone" to "Everyone is healing from what Sir Enigma Malvolio did, especially Marinette." Song below:

"I got my driver's license last week Just like we always talked about 'Cause you were so excited for me To finally drive up to your house But today I drove through the suburbs Crying 'cause you weren't around

...

Oh, and I can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone I guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street

Red lights, stop signs I still see your face in the white cares, front yards Can't drive past the places we used to go to 'Cause I still fuckin' love you, babe (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) Sidewalks we crossed I still hear your voice in the traffic, we're laughing Over all the noise God, I'm so blue, know we're through But I still fuckin' love you, babe. (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)"

[chaikachi]

Chai!!! Thank you so much for the feedback on the thing about Oscar having memory loss! It helped me figure out that I was approaching the prompt from the wrong angle.

It made me realize that Oscar isn’t really the one who would have the opportunity to have a deteriorating memory.

Rather, in the same vein as a deteriorating memory, I realized that Ruby is the one who had the opportunity to “ascend” into something that would create distance from her former self. And yet, I think you were also right that Oscar and Ruby are too important to each other to forget and so I came up with an alternative.

Rather than a deteriorating memory, I thought maybe it would be better if the ascended Ruby (taking on the identity of a “Savior” or a “Hero” for Remnant) had a distance from her emotions. Something like, she remembers how she felt but she doesn’t seem to feel it.

This idea was inspired by Lightning from Final Fantasy 13 Lightning Returns, which has the main protagonist (Lightning) be forced into the role of Savior for the world by gathering souls to take to the new world (it’s a little complicated) and she has her emotions sealed away to force her to have a distance to the world.

Thank you for talking about it!! I’m making a lot more development now!

I'm glad I could help with the last ask but I'm worried we're not quite on the same page this time either aaahhh 😫

If this is in an AU context I need to disclaim that you can do whatever you want. There are no rules. If you want to explore one or the other, go for it! That's what fandom is for, just having fun!!!

In this specific instance in canon (and looking onward to v10), this feels sort of the exact opposite of what ascension was for though imo.

Ruby has been repressing her emotions. She had to be the perfect hero. She was a leader. She wasn't allowed to be a failure. And in a world where the creatures of darkness are attracted to negative emotions, she had to be Elsa. Conceal and don't feel any of those things.

Ascension is Ruby choosing herself. Aka, letting herself feel all those messy, complicated emotions she hasn't given herself anytime for until now. Because when you take care of your wellbeing before others, then you're better equipped to support those around you without having to pour from an already empty cup. That's the message they're trying to get across, that a hero isn't perfect, she's only human.

All that being said, I'm always down to discuss options.

One interesting way to explore memory re: ascension is if she didn't actually keep all of them. We know that with Ascension you become someone new and don't keep your memories in the process, but Ruby stayed herself so she retained them. HOWEVER, a person that chooses herself is not technically the same as someone who doesn't. So while I doubt they'll go this route, there is absolutely a loophole there. It also proposes some fun angst just because everyone thinks she came back fine but oh turns out there are bits and pieces missing as a result of what happened. It just wasn't enough to notice at first.

Another way to explore memory loss through canon though - and this applies to the whole cast - is through trauma. Memory and feelings of the past can get so very messy in light of constant and chronic distress. For Ruby there are probably a lot of things from her journey and even her childhood that she doesn't have memories of. Might not remember specific events or chunks of time or how she felt in some she does remember because brains in distress will block those sorts of things out as a coping mechanism.

Something that would be interesting to see in light of that (but another I don't think they'll do given the narrative significance), is Ruby just not remembering the tea party. Remembers something happened, remembers it was Bad™ but can't access those memories because of how distressing it was.

idk if this helped at all or if it even answers your question, but it was still fun to talk about, so thank you!

Oh and on the concept you mentioned, I am familiar with something similar! One of the protagonists of A Lull in the Sea (Nagi no Asukara) undergoes something like that, albeit for with different specifics. It's a great show tho. 11/10 do recommend.

[marciabrady]

Hi Marcia! I know you don't like frozen and I get why. But what do you think of Anna is basically treated the same way by the filmmakers and fans alike that Walt's three princesses are treated? By that I mean derided as stupid, useless girly girl who only wants a man, boring compared to a more "badass" princess (her sister)? I actually really love Anna, she has a lot of qualities Walt's girls had and i feel that's why she's so hated by fans next to Elsa (even though Elsa should be getting the same criticism too, she is just as ladylike as the classics and far more helpless imo).

Thank you xx

Hi there! I'm not sure I understand your question entirely- I don't have an opinion on Anna, outside of not really vibing with her. The universe of Frozen isn't really my speed and, while I do prefer Elsa solely for singing "Into the Unknown," I do think it should be Anna that's viewed as the protagonist and she gets shortchanged because Elsa has a flashier color palette and sparkly magic so seems superficially cooler. While I'm sure both Anna and Elsa get their detractors, they're also unconceivably popular and are currently being packaged by Disney, parents, and children as the most societally accepted female role models that are creating the mold which every other female character must fit into now. So, again, while I'm sure they get their criticisms because every popular thing can't be universally loved, I think they're ultimately praised and being worshipped by our culture. Where the original princesses, I think, keep getting sidelined and people keep trying to omit them entirely from our cultural landscape, I think Elsa and Anna only keep getting bigger and bigger and don't really need "rescuers" or "defenders" since every media/production that's coming out right now is being made in the same vein as Frozen. Thank you for sending this message in though- I loved reading your opinion!

[vintersang]

❛ Unicorns? I thought they only existed in fairytales. ❜ / says the wishing star fdfjasdfsdf

the last unicorn ... more memes / no longer accepting / @vv1sh

"If explorers on ships can discover new lands, then who is to say unicorns don't exist?" She avoids what she truly wished to say. She didn't trust him one bit, so she held her tongue. If she was younger and more foolish, she would laugh at his fascinated expression; maybe she would even tell him that she used to think the same thing until she realized she had magic in her veins. If she had such magic, then unicorns would surely be real; maybe they are waiting for her. If she trusted him more, she would share how her child self used to have silly dreams of exploring and writing down her (magical) discoveries for the whole world to see.

Elsa, however, said nothing of the sort.

Even now, she still can't shake away the foolishness of her younger self; she had a duty of becoming a queen. She cannot escape from her fate, not when everyone looked to her for guidance. She had to make her mother and father proud. She has already ran away from her problems in the past, so now she had to work even harder.

"Undiscovered plants as well as creatures are simply waiting to be discovered. It's as simple as that," Elsa said, finally acknowledged his presence by answering his awestruck remark. She raises her head from her thick book to tiredly peer at him. Elsa had been too busy engrossed in her reading to even notice him slip into her study, the same study that should still belong to her father. Even now, she feels like she shouldn't be sitting in his chair.

"This study is not somewhere visitors should be, not unless you actually have an important reason for interrupting me. As you can see, I'm busy with something more important than unicorns. If you want to learn more about folklore, then go to our library; we have enough books to keep you busy. One of the castle staff can escort you there," Elsa said, practically shooing him away in the most politest way. She already returns her gaze back to her book.

[lostwcnderlands]

@floorgazing sent -> " let it go. " {axel}

always accepting prompts!!

it should matter more to grayson in that moment that axel was high. he knew what the drug did, how alcohol only pushed the situation worse. an addled mind is not one that can be reasoned with - and when you have someone deep into their choices, the best course of action is to offer comfort.

but gray was numb. he felt like his feet didn't connect to the floor anymore. like he wasn't able to keep a grip on himself, on axel, on anything. because he was high, and melting into the couch, but grayson was sober enough to feel his own heart pound. his ribs would crack if it beat any harder.

this is what you get. you knew who he was from the start. you chose this. but whatever quiet, gentle lecture the logical part of grayson's mind pleaded with him to remember, something more ugly reared up inside. something with passion, but not the kind that felt good. the kind that shattered, and screamed, and made his blood boil.

" let it... go? " the silence felt too long, and grayson cringed to hear his own voice break it. the peace crackled like electricity. axel only feet away, gray still in his scrubs, a duffle bag from working overnight falling with a hard thud from his shoulder. but his feet wouldn't move. " are you fucking elsa now? " this, a whisper, hoarse in a throat that had forgotten how to cry. because - they'd been here before.

they started here, for fuck sake. but it was getting harder to tolerate. gray's eyes searched for the scene of the crime - what had he done this time? what drug coursed axel's veins, making limb weak && eyes so faraway? what substance threatened them this time? who would grayson have to curse tonight while he lay awake, checking axel's breathing?

he couldn't do it. let go, let axel go, let this stupid fight that they danced around go. because what then? he died. grayson couldn't- the thought brought ice into his veins, but burnt hellfire against his tongue. " you have to quit. i'm not fuckin' playing, axe. what happens when i come in here && you're dead? what then? huh? " his octave rose, and gray never yelled. he knew this wasn't a fair fight. it wasn't the time... but his hands shook. he couldn't stop, he couldn't let go, he couldn't do anything but try && suffocate the scream trying to rip free from inside. " i don't wanna be around anymore, when you get high. i can't. i just fucking can't. "

[thedailydoodle]

The Arrival: Stepping into Fantasyland As I entered the park, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. The vibrant atmosphere and cheerful music instantly put a smile on my face. Walking down Main Street, I was greeted by the sight of Cinderella's Castle standing tall and majestic, a landmark that symbolized the beginning of my Disney adventure. Adventure Awaits: Exploring the Rides The first destination on my Disney map was Space Mountain. As I buckled up into the roller coaster, I could feel the adrenaline rush through my veins. The twists, turns, and exhilarating speed made me scream with delight. Next, I ventured to Pirates of the Caribbean, where I embarked on a boat ride through a swashbuckling pirate adventure. The stunning animatronics and immersive storyline made it feel like I was right in the middle of the action. Characters and Magic: Meeting Beloved Disney Icons One of the highlights of my day was meeting some of my favorite Disney characters. From Mickey and Minnie to Buzz Lightyear and Elsa, each interaction was filled with joy and excitement. Seeing the bright smiles and feeling the warm hugs from these beloved icons made me feel like a kid again. The photos we took together became treasured keepsakes, capturing the magic of the moment. Spectacular Shows: Awe-Inspiring Entertainment Disney is known for its world-class entertainment, and I was lucky enough to witness some truly spectacular shows. From the dazzling parade that brought beloved characters to life to the breathtaking firework display that lit up the night sky, each moment was filled with awe and wonder. The captivating performances and stunning choreography transported me into a world of fantasy and left me in absolute awe. Indulging in Delights: Culinary Adventures Disney is not only a realm of adventure but also a haven for foodies. I couldn't resist indulging in some of the iconic Disney snacks, like the famous Dole Whip and delectable churros. From delectable Mickey-shaped treats to themed dining experiences, every bite was an explosion of flavors that complemented the magical ambiance of the park. The Final Farewell: A Day Filled with Eternal Memories As the day came to a close, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. The magical adventure that had filled my day was coming to an end. I took one last look at Cinderella's Castle, illuminated against the night sky. Reflecting on the day's events, my heart swelled with gratitude for the opportunity to experience the magic of Disney. Wrapping Up the Adventure My day at Disney was a fairytale come to life. From the thrilling rides and enchanting shows to the joyous meetings with unforgettable characters, each moment carried with it a sense of wonder and happiness. Disney truly captures the essence of childhood dreams, allowing visitors to briefly escape reality and embark on a magical journey. As I left the park, I knew that the memories I had created would last a lifetime. From now on, whenever I think back to my day at Disney, I will be transported back to a world where dreams come true and everyday worries are forgotten. Disney truly is the happiest place on earth, and I can't wait to return to create even more extraordinary memories.

[wintersovereign]

Elsa's eyes, once filled with softness and light, dimmed as the weight of Elrond's question settled upon her. She slowly turned her gaze toward Bruni, who had sat themselves on the table between them, her voice quiet and distant, as if the very memories he stirred up were physically painful.

"Yes," she replied, her tongue felt heavy, as though each syllable carried sorrow. "I was there... when Eregion fell. I saw the city crumble, people scattering, dying in the fires, and I watched everything good turn to ash before my eyes and ..." Her breath caught for a moment, and she paused, fighting against the tide of grief threatening to overwhelm her. "The darkness came so fast. There was no time to prepare, no time to rally. I'm not a warrior ...I've never used my power to take a life before...but I'm Maiar, and I have a duty." Her voice cracked, the memory raw. She turned her face away for a moment, trying to hold back tears, before forcing herself to meet Elrond’s gaze again.

"I feel taken back to when Arendelle fell, my home," she continued, her voice growing softer, tinged with regret. "When I awoke from death in the depths of Ahtohallan I learned my sister had done her part to make the past right again; the dam was destroyed, and a flood was headed for the fjord, I thought… I thought I could stop it. That my magic was strong enough to protect my people. But I couldn't. The water surged, the city was swallowed, and I couldn’t save them ---not all of them.. I failed." She closed her eyes briefly; the weight of that failure, it felt, would never lift from her heart. "With all of this power in my veins, I should have been able to protect Eregion. What good am I if I can't protect people?"

He watched as the plants responded to her touch, their leaves whispering melodies of welcome, harmonizing with the setting sun and the songs of nightingales. If the valley embraced her so readily, could she not be a harbinger of good tidings? They were in desperate need of such, after the devastating fall of Eregion and the countless Eldar lives lost.

Caution had become second nature of late, especially where the Maiar were concerned. Sauron had fled, dispersed like smoke on the wind, but he could be anywhere. He could be anyone. Gray eyes scrutinized her fair countenance. Elrond had spent only brief moments with Halbrand; he had neither grown fond of him nor fallen under his spell, as others had. Yet even in that short time, it had been enough to draw a comparison.

She was not like him.

As if Elrond needed any further confirmation, his gaze fell upon the small creature perched on her shoulder, its keen eyes fixed on him - watching, assessing. The sight was endearing. The little salamander was undeniably charming, and Elrond felt a smile tug at his lips. It was evident that the creature was fiercely protective of Elsa. Elrond could sense an unwavering, unconditional love.

"Both you and your companion are welcome here," he assured her once more, his voice warm with sincerity. "My king is just and wise. Given time, and the due caution that wisdom demands, he will come to the same conclusion as I have." Gil-galad carried the weight of many burdens, troubles that shadowed his thoughts. But perhaps the arrival of such a luminous guest would bring a moment of light to his weary heart.

He gestured toward an empty seat by the table. "Please, make yourself comfortable. I will arrange for supper."

As he stepped outside the lodging, fortune favored him and a passing valet provided the perfect opportunity to make the request without delay. Upon returning, he regarded her carefully before asking, his voice understanding, "You spoke of great perils on your journey. Could it be that you were in Eregion when it fell?"

[nowheretobefound101]

Not all endings end the same

A Jelsa one-shot story

I hope she can receive my message on time. I hope it reached her. She is the only person who knew me more than I, even through my delicate snowflakes. She can feel it, she can read it, and can listen to its frosty rhythm. However, I cannot stop this. If this is my end, then it means I succeeded.

.....

"No, this can't be... This is not the ending you deserve," the lady whispered to herself as she sees a familiar snowflake while walking in the woods. She already knew that someone is calling her... so gentle, yet, so cold. She knew that cold never bothered her, and this is something that bothered her.

She sensed it... But can she accept it?

Her body immediately responded to her rushing emotions, and suddenly asked the snowflake in front of her, "Take me to the place where you belong." It started to fly back towards an empty, secluded, serene place a top of the forest where the sun rises first that is beautifully reflected by the calm shore, as always.

A place that only knew by two people.

She reaches him at the right time. Luckily, the message has been delivered. She didn't notice that the snowflake slowly dwindling as the lady continuously approaching him.

She's breathing deep, her heart's pumping irregularly, her emotions wanting to burst out, her thoughts being chaotic...

"Jack... Jack... Jack..."

"You found me. I'm glad." He placed a smile on his face, hoping that he can hide all his griefs from her even if he knew that he is terrible at hiding, especially to her lady.

"Jack, you don't need to hide your real feelings in front of me."

"You're really such a good reader, huh."

"Jack, if you are trying to make me feel relieve, okay, it works. But, you know that you're slowly fading away."

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

Jack doesn't mind if this is the end for him, at least, he is aware of his fate. He doesn't mind if he's seeing his flurries. He doesn't mind if he is vanishing little-by-little. What matters for him is giving his last power to collect his flurry of snow on a thing that he knew can last forever for her.

Yes, she knows that my time is unreasonable...

She feels how unfair it is...

She realizes how various it is...

Even if I contradict your words, honestly, I can't win.

Even if I hide my griefs and emotions, still, you can read me.

You were there, staring blankly at me, yet, I can see my reflection on your glimmering eyes. I can also sense the tension flowing through your veins.

All I wish I can move nearly to you, comfort you, or hug you just to ease your pain.

I don't wish you to accept this fate of mine, I only wish you to accept yours, the aftermath.

I know your pain and struggles, yet, I also know your strengths and hopes.

.....

"Elsa, do you still remember the time you asked me what thing I'll be if it is possible to shapeshift?" Jack asked merrily like nothing serious happening.

"Yes, of course, how can I forget it if that is the craziest question you asked me to think of. " She conceals her cloudy thoughts for a while and goes with Jack's flow.

"Yeah, the craziest question I asked that essentially matters now."

"What do you mean—"

Jack showed her a half crystallize snowflake necklace, picking up its pieces through Jack's flurries that are gracefully following on his command. It is building up itself carefully and delicately.

"Do you remember my answer on it?" He asked as he gently lifts it towards Elsa as his upper body starting to fade as well.

The time is running out for him.

She grabs it softly. Instead of coldness, she feels warmth through it while ensembling. She can't clearly define how Jack can make this work, but, rather than querying she just cherish it wholeheartedly and approach Jack on a range that she can feel his sense, she can touch his face, she will be heard.

"You answered, 'Simply, a necklace because this is the only thing that someone can wear closest to their heart and–'”

"–I will learn to make one for someone who really deserves," they said in unison.

"You knew how badly I am when it comes to giving you some gifts..." Jack comically said.

"I know, I know," Elsa replied with tears forming on the edge of her eyes.

"... Also in telling you my thoughts..."

"Yes, I know, Jack."

"...And how badly I am when competing with you..."

"I know, Jack. I know,"

Even though they are both struggling to conceal the grief of sadness they were dealing with at this moment, they never failed each other to seek the happiness inside them.

They didn't waste the time...

They joyfully refreshing all the memories they have: all means all even the slightest embarrassments they have.

They settled everything they want to settle.

They...

"Even if I'm considered immortal, there are still limits that restraint me to live eternally. My power and yours, and same to our given life, these are all just a credit we need to use wisely 'cuz our time is continually ticking then unnoticeably stops when we reach our limit." Jack said to Elsa for the last time. He sighs and continues, " take that necklace, formed from my own flesh and memoirs as a sign of my deepest love, a guide on your voyage, a memory of me to yours."

Jack smiled and wished he could hug and feel her lady for the last time. And with that, Elsa willingly places her hand on his cheeks as she knew that this is what Jack hoped.

And for the time, She smiled back at him even she is fighting her sadness inside of her. she showed him a smile to remember her. She calms herself and said, "Yes, I will take your necklace as a sign of my purest love for you and I will make this promise, witnessed by you to make fulfill half of the snowflake of yours; When my time comes... when my fate. comes."

[posted on IG: @/lil_missyyyy]

[moretreasurewithinarchive]

“I got us matching ugly sweaters.” The two sweaters are presented with an elegant flourish. Excitement is threaded through every single one of the copper-haired girl's veins. So much so that she can't keep herself from doing a little dance. (For Clara from Anna of Arendelle sncwmanbuilt)

christmas / holiday starters

@sncwmanbuilt

Seeing the sweater, Clara couldn’t contain a loud giggle. “Oh goodness, it’s atrocious. I love it. Danke, Fräulein Anna. Do Fräulein Elsa and Herr Kristoff have one too?” 

She took the sweater and held it up in front of her body. “How does it look?”

[spirit-of-vengeance]

"That was my other part. It usually comes out when I'm Hunting. " Cindy sighed when she realized the half hearted explanation won't be enough.

"What do you think, would the Moon let a chaotic individual like me run around with this much power?" She shook her head with a chuckle

"I've fought with an ancient demon and I nearly died after it. Something bright appeared in my vision as I was struggling to breath; it was a force in a shape of a Phoenix. It spoke in an eerie language I couldn't understand but I could comprehend I would die without it. " she started from the very beginning of her tale, of how could she be one of the strongest beings at such young age

"It merged together with me."

The memory seemed like it happened a moment ago, the enormous tower of flames spreading its wings wide as it covered her body.

"I felt like being burnt alive again. My veins, my flesh and my soul was on fire, than as sudden as it came, the pain disappeared only the sweet, drunkening feeling of power coursing through me stayed. I felt the lava shift under me, the sun's brilliance above me, every star burning in the universe around me. At first I felt it in me, but after a few years I became the Fire itself. "

"I am the Fire. Life and death. Creation and destruction. Light and darkness. Savior and murderer. Divine and demonic. My appearance you see now is not my true form, you just seen the Dark version, the Light one is more beautiful I assure you. " Cindy chuckled faintly

"I'm so sorry that you experienced me out of control. I took pride that I had no problmes in controlling such intense and enormous power... Oh god I can't believe I pulled an Elsa style 'I'm scared of my own powers help meeee' how ashaming. " this was the point when the Spirit jumped up from the ground and began pacing, testing the limit of her tiredness. She was furious for failing and almost killing her friend in the process.

"Now you're going to leave me, don't you? " despite the great effort, she could not hide the sadness in her tone

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spirit-of-vengeance‌:

Why wasn’t it running? Scrambling for its life or at least try to fight back like the other now corpses, empty shells of power whom she had encountered. Perhaps the star was indeed starstruck? A menacing chuckle left her lips at the thought, her movements more feverish as she sensed the possible strength lying underneath that cute face and sunray hair.

She saw intense burning; with that molten together with her she would reach the Sun’s inner core’s heat without breaking a sweat. Her mouth split into a twisted grin as c r o o k e d, blade-sharp fangs grew past her lips, tangling together. Her posture straightened until she was towering over Sandy with her full height, her razor edged claws ready for the fatal, impaling strike.

“Twinkle twinkle Balaca ulduz~” Cindy snarled victoriously

WHAT WAS HOLDING HER BACK- The star seemed to be made up of something golden. Sand? The star… golden sand… Sand… Sandy- Sandy! SANDY!!!!

Her howl of realization was ear splitting, she set herself on fire as she violently wrenched her away from the Guardian, battling with her own powers, her own carefully built defense mechanism, the wild, the darkness within her. Her body twisted and trembled as Cindy was trying to push back the bloodlust- nightmares. The curious creatures observed the events from the forest and she finally saw the solution in them.

With a ferocious cry she lunged from the dreamsand cloud onto the dark horses, her appearance breaking the surface once more as she devoured the nightmares, sinking her fangs into them, ripping out muscle, bone and power as she feasted on the substitute meal.

Cindy panted after she was finished, the deadly tiredness returning, it was far from enough.

“Sandy… I… I’m sorry. I never thought you would see, worse experience this side of me. ” she turned back to the Dreamweaver, reaching out but quickly retreating. The best if she does not touch the star for a while. She glanced around the destruction she caused in a few seconds with a sigh.

“This definitely wasn’t a part of the truce.”

When the menacing situation did not seem to be relenting, the Starling started to accept that he was going to have to fight his way out of danger, he had to carry on protecting the dreams and sleep of Earth and no friend or foe could get in the way of that duty. He had stopped trying to move the dreamsand cloud, his free hand forming the handle of his whip and his own ferocious expression replaced his usual sleepy calm.

Quick as a flash though, she seemed to recoil and realise who it was she was holding on to. He just watched quite helplessly as she set herself on fire and dived through what remained of his cloud towards nightmares below. His whip vanished once she was away from him, but he could do nothing but observe as she tore into the nightmares below.

Seeing that she held semblance to her usual self again, he hesitantly floated down towards her but was mindful to stay at arms length. He did not spare a glance at the destruction, his golden eyes instead were quite fixed on her as he tried to work out what had just happened. Sand shifted elegantly over his head, forming her, a fire and a question mark. ‘You went into a rage. What was that?’

[miyamiwu]

okay shit, I can't get this out of my mind

Vein is red Elsa 😭😭😭

I was drawing with the kids at work, and I started trying to doodle Vein with red marker(yea sorry I'm down bad).

Suddenly, one of them asked me, "Is that Elsa?"

I cackled a little then answered with "Well...kinda."

Then she proceeded to draw her own rendition of a princess for me and we left it at that