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Sometimes it amazes me how good of an Elsanna writer you are

Thanks? I'm glad you think so though. These two really did help me grow as a writer.

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Inscriptions

AU where people have their powers inscribed on their skin.

Elsa has snowflakes fluttering across her shoulders. Anna likes to dance her fingers across them, making Elsa shudder. Sometimes Elsa pouts and turns back to her paperwork, other times Elsa doesn’t move and Anna’s fingers are replaced by her lips.

Anna has a heart on her inner thigh. Elsa all but worships that heart and what it stands for. She still remembers the warmth flowing back into Anna out on the ice. She kisses that heart almost every day. Anna’s fingers pull her away from the heart, to the person who holds her own, and presses gentle kisses to Elsa’s lips. 

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Inscriptions

AU where people have their powers inscribed on their skin.

Elsa has snowflakes fluttering across her shoulders. Anna likes to dance her fingers across them, making Elsa shudder. Sometimes Elsa pouts and turns back to her paperwork, other times Elsa doesn’t move and Anna’s fingers are replaced by her lips.

Anna has a heart on her inner thigh. Elsa all but worships that heart and what it stands for. She still remembers the warmth flowing back into Anna out on the ice. She kisses that heart almost every day. Anna’s fingers pull her away from the heart, to the person who holds her own, and presses gentle kisses to Elsa’s lips. 

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Meant For Each Other

Anna’s name shows up on Elsa’s palm not even two years after she first dons gloves. Elsa does not remove her gloves, not around servants and certainly not around her parents.

The coronation is lovely. The after party, not so much. Luckily, Elsa’s kept a thin sheet of ice over her hand since she was sixteen.

Anna would not, could not, know.

Elsa’s name is carved into the back of Anna’s neck. It loops around gorgeously, and it’s a good thing the scrawl stings when it first appears, or Anna may not have had time to cover it.

Elsa’s not seen her without a necklace for a long, long time.

It’s painfully quiet in the queen’s chambers when Anna pushes aside her red hair, with a streak of white that would always leave Elsa’s heart clenching. The name on her neck is beautiful in Elsa’s eyes and she is speechless.

Anna’s eyes fill with tears, she already knew, she already knew, it’s why she locked her door to you .

Elsa holds her left hand and takes a shuddering breath. There’s so much relief flooding her veins she can hardly see straight.

Anna watches as Elsa’s fingers uncurl and suddenly, everything makes sense.

An act of true love indeed. They really were meant for each other.

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Probably not for long, sorry. I'm full timing my Cartinelli blog and now heading into a new semester. But I saw an elsanna fanart and I couldn't help myself. So perhaps there will be more.

Sometimes

Anna will fall asleep, head on Elsa’s lap, and Elsa can’t help the smile that crosses her lips. Anna will always be the little girl, head in the clouds and freckles darkened by the sun, that Elsa knew so long ago. 

Anna will be so beautiful, drenched in moonlight, and Elsa can’t help the gasp that passes her lips. Anna will always be the gorgeous woman, hips swaying and lips curled in a devilish smirk, that Elsa knows so well now.  

Elsa is so overcome with gratefulness that she can’t speak. She still can’t believe that she is allowed such happiness in her life. That someone so cold could ever hold someone so warm.

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Sometimes

Anna will fall asleep, head on Elsa’s lap, and Elsa can’t help the smile that crosses her lips. Anna will always be the little girl, head in the clouds and freckles darkened by the sun, that Elsa knew so long ago. 

Anna will be so beautiful, drenched in moonlight, and Elsa can’t help the gasp that passes her lips. Anna will always be the gorgeous woman, hips swaying and lips curled in a devilish smirk, that Elsa knows so well now.  

Elsa is so overcome with gratefulness that she can’t speak. She still can’t believe that she is allowed such happiness in her life. That someone so cold could ever hold someone so warm.

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Yaaaaaassssssssss. Also rereading AFA makes me want to write elsanna again. But, how will I ever capture their character like Requ did? Le sigh, Requ is a diamond in this charcoal world.

December 9, 2015

A long vacation.  A vacation where there’s no work no responsibility no stress, where I can do whatever I like sleep to whenever I want, where I can truly be free.

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Oh of course, I almost forgot, LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOOOOOOOORRRRRR~~~~~~

I want to love you

I want to love you too nonnie…just open the door…let me in

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TWO MONTHS TWOOOOOOO

Today I learned the world is a better place because white chocolate stuffed French toast exists

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Just wanna point out that The Throne Sees All has 69 notes and that's beautiful.

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I am, but progress is slow while I am in school :P

Frozen AU fic prompt:

Anna and Elsa are going to the same college (Anna is a freshman and Elsa is a senior Architecture major) and Anna thinks it’s a shame Elsa’s about to graduate without ever cutting loose or even trying the…

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Only you Burrito, only you.

this doesn’t need a title ok

The CRAZIEST thing just happened to me today (well not crazy but more like a “WOAH, what a coincidence!!” moment. wELL ACTUALLY IT WAS A CRAZY COINCIDENCE.) OK, so I went to my classmate’s locker for the first time and saw a picture of Guy Fieri on the locker door and was like, “Hey, no way! You like Guy Fieri too??” and she was like, “Yeah!”. Then for some reason I said, “I used to have him as my phone wallpaper background thing” A.K.A THIS:

THEN I STARTED TO PANIC CAUSE IT’S LIKE, “OH CRAP. I SHOULDN’T HAVE SAID THAT. NORMAL PEOPLE DON’T HAVE GUY FIERI AS THEIR PHONE BACKGROUND” I thought she was just gonna like laugh it off or something and back away BUT SHE TAKES OUT HER PHONE, UNLOCKS IT, AND LO AND BEHOLD IT’S GUY FREAKIN’ FIERI AS HER BACKGROUND.

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You and me both mate :P

The Throne Sees All

Welp, Spooths, I hope you enjoy some kink………. this may get my blog flagged.

They’d experimented before in the bedroom. They’d never tried much of anything outside of the bedroom though. Actually, Elsa was vehemently against doing anything that could get them caught. Anna wondered at the rather sudden change to that as the blindfold slipped over her eyes.

The throne room doors were laced with frost, no amount of jostling would open them now. Not that any of the staff were awake to try such a thing. Even the worst criminals were asleep when the Queen bound Anna’s hands in ice.

Usually, Elsa didn’t like to give orders. She felt bad about it, all people were equals in her eyes. However, when Anna knelt before her, bare except for the ice curling around her wrists, Elsa couldn’t think of anything she wanted more than to give orders.

“Serve me”

And Anna did, oh so well. Her tongue laced through Elsa’s folds as she perched upon her throne. Elsa’s leg straightened over the princess’ shoulder as she bit down on her clit and only the throne witnessed Elsa’s exultations.

“Jeez, Your Majesty, way to let your voice go.” Anna smirked and nibbled at Elsa’s thigh.

Elsa hefted an arm across her eyes and huffed, “Well, if someone wasn’t so great with their mouth, we wouldn’t have this problem.”

Anna giggled and licked along the Queen’s thigh, “Mmmh, you’d be so sad if anything happened to this mouth though.” She felt Elsa shudder at her breath and smiled in triumph.

An idea popped into Elsa’s head and ice began to form around Anna’s ankles, “Anna, do you trust me?”

An audible breath escaped Anna’s lips but she nodded in acknowledgement. Elsa smiled and the ice advanced faster, “You know, you look wonderful kneeling in front of me.”

Elsa couldn’t see her eyes rolling behind the blindfold, but Anna’s tone conveyed the move well enough, “Right, I’m so glad Your Maj- oh.”

An icy hand slid up her thigh, but it wasn’t cold. It was warm, it felt like Elsa’s hand and Anna had to rest her forehead on the queen’s knee to keep from kissing the floor. The hand slipped up to cover her core and Anna sucked in a breath at the heat coursing through her.

Three heated fingers slid into her and Anna moaned at the intrusion. The ice was smooth and warm, almost hot sliding into her. Thrusting deep enough it had Anna’s toes curling, “Fuck, Elsa f-for god’s sake, h-how d-do you do th-ah-is?”

Frost formed on Anna’s nipples, it pinched and pulled until Anna’s back arched enough to give Elsa a full view of her sister’s body. “Dear Anna, it does what I would do.”

Anna’s body began to tense, the ice slipping into her fluttered with her walls and then pulled out completely. Anna’s eyes popped open and she gaped at Elsa, “Wha?”

The queen cocked an eyebrow, “Hmm? What is it Anna?” Ice climbed Anna’s body and slid around her waist, leaving goosebumps before wisping away again.

“Come on, Els, don’t do this,” Anna whined and shimmied forward on her knees. Balancing was a bit tricky with her hands still behind her back.

A chill hit her front and Anna stopped moving. “I believe the term is ‘Your Majesty’.” The Queen stood and Anna shivered at the commanding words from the sovereign of Arendelle.

A weight pushed down on Anna’s back until her head bowed to the floor and Elsa hmphed in approval before circling behind Anna. She trailed a hand over the supple skin of Anna’s hips while ice pushed Anna’s knees apart. The move gave Elsa a fantastic view of her lover’s glistening lips.

“I see you’re ready for this.” Elsa’s hand moved in a circle and ice formed around her own core, growing in length until a dildo sat between her legs. She sat it on Anna’s ass and watched her sister shiver from her own lust.

“P-please, Your Majesty, I need it.” Elsa licked her lips and pulled on the chains binding Anna’s hands.

“Well, if you ask so nicely,” She pushed her hips forward and thrust the icy appendage completely into Anna. They both groaned at the feeling of the hips grinding together.

The Queen pulled her hips back and watched Anna breathe out, she pushed back in with one smooth thrust and Anna’s back arched at the feeling. The ice was cold and hot and pulsing inside her, it was all so much at once that Anna felt her grip on reality wavering.

Elsa pulled out and pushed back in, oh so slowly, delighting in the wetness coating her icy creation. “Who knew you liked being on your knees so much?” Anna groaned beneath her as her breasts pressed into the cool, stone floor at yet another of Elsa’s painfully slow thrusts.

Anna gasped as the ice stretched within her, Elsa held her hips steady but the ice kept moving, growing and elongating until Anna’s mouth hung open. Just when Anna was sure she would break the growing stopped and Elsa pulled out.

Only to thrust right back in. “Holy shit.” Elsa’s thrusts were almost leisurely, but each one hit so deep in Anna they drove the air from her lungs. The hands lazily meandering over her hips and back shifted to slip around to Anna’s front.

Elsa leaned over the princess, pushing her further into the floor, and pressed up on her lower abdomen. Her next thrust left Anna gasping, “Mmmh, you like that?”

The only response Elsa received was a whimper as their hips met again. The fluttering around the ice alerted Elsa before Anna’s legs gave out under them. She came with a groan while the ice stretched inside her and Elsa’s hand splayed over her stomach.

The contractions sent shocks up to Elsa’s own core, she wasn’t expecting it, and her still sensitive clit received the brunt of it. Elsa shuddered and pushed in further, coming with a groan as Anna continued to spasm beneath her.

When Elsa could think again, she pulled out and waved her hand to dissipate the ice. “Anna?” Elsa slid up beside her sister and turned her over. Anna stared up at her groggily.

“Mh, can’t feel my legs.”

“I apologize, I think I got a bit carried away, are you alright?”

“Els.”

“Er, yes Anna?”

“Can you make me one?”

Elsa frowned, “One what?”

“That ice bit between your legs.” Anna’s eyes remained shut and her no longer bound hands splayed on either side of her. She looked exhausted.

Elsa flushed, “We-Well, I suppose so.”

“You’re so getting it in the morning.”

Elsa flushed a brighter red, but a fresh rush of heat pooled between her legs and she had to focus on chilly thoughts.

Woops.

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College -le sigh-

Hey Spooths, I have that fic outlined but I won’t get it up tonight. I had a project deadline moved on me and had to spend the afternoon on it :P 

Spoiler: There’s ice play....... Truly, the best part of Elsanna smut fics is the ice puns ;D

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Yes. YES. Yes I want. But I don't want to tell you what to write. That'll ruin the surprise! Go wild with it. All I want is dom!elsa. pls. i'll luv u 4ever.

Okidokie then! This is gonna be good. Probs be late Saturday night. 

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Anna is reading the fluffiest fluff on a crossover fic about Ariel and Jasmine. It's not Elsa's longest or most popular fic, but she loves it.

They ship all the Disney princesses.

Public Transport Modern AU

Anna drops her phone with a fic up on it on the bus and Elsa picks it up to return it but sees the fic name and is like, “oh my god, you’re reading my fic” They both nearly die.

(I would be Anna if I ever ran into Requ)

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Wow this is absolutely stunning. A fantastic read you all. 10/10 do recommend. The, jesus, everything about this is just epic. Elsa's inner thoughts, Anna getting it. Oh man the part where Elsa has to ask Anna to push away from her. Jeez. Oh man. Thank you so much for sharing this, it's gorgeous.

Bilingual

Elsanna Week Day 1: Kissing You Modern AU, sisters, nsfw-ish.

tap tap ta-tap tap

“Elsa?”

Elsa closed the document on her laptop and waited for Anna to go on. But she didn’t. “What is it?”

“Elsa, could I come in, please?”

Anna wasn’t usually that formal. Elsa suspended her laptop, closed the lid, swivelled in her chair to face the door. “Of course. Come on in.”

Elsa felt a thrill as Anna entered. Her sister was always tantalizingly beautiful to Elsa, but tonight, ready for her dinner date with Hans Westgard, she was lovely. Her habitual pigtails were undone and brushed into a sunset-coloured cascade of gentle curls. She wore a simple teal dress that complemented her colouring, and her only jewellery was the crystal snowflake pendant that Elsa had sent from boarding school. Elsa felt outclassed.

Anna smiled and waved awkwardly. She felt like a fraud, a little girl playing dress-up, compared to her sister who could – and did – look casually stylish in a loose sweatshirt and curve-hugging jeans. She clasped her hands to stop herself fidgeting, and cleared her throat. “Could I ask a favour?”

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