#Helsa Week

[true--north]

S T O R M O F R E V E N G E | dark!Elsa, F1 canon AU

@helsaweekmasterlist Day 1, prompt: storm

Prince Hans, her pathetic naive sister's fiancé she had stolen from her came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Their calm heaviness felt so good. 

They stood on the balcony of her magnificent ice castle (as she and Hans considered it, but to others it was "the lair of the nasty witch") Dawn broke, colouring the snowy peaks a dreamy pink and peach. Hans' hands slid smoothly over her shoulders lower and encircled her wrists. He alone was unafraid of the savage power within her hands.

"Tell me, Elsa..."

"Tell you what?" she murmured, enjoying the proximity. She no longer had to be afraid to touch anyone.

"Could you freeze the Southern Isles? Could you turn their castle into a block of black ice? Lock them there forever?" He whispered his dream in her ear. "Elsa, please."

Elsa looked off into the distance thoughtfully, considering the possibility. Then she gave a slightly disappointed sigh. "I fear, no, not yet. It's too far away and I'm not that in touch yet with my powers. If I could get closer to the Isles, maybe on the deck of a ship...Then I'd have the revenge on them for you, Hans."

Hans swallowed his own disappointment. His slender fingers squeezed her fragile thin wrists. "Well, just a little more patience then, love? We'll make them all pay. It's time to show what you can do. Show yourself, Elsa, and hurt them as much as they hurt you."

It was simple, nothing more, nothing less. Just as much. His words made her heart rise in a pained euphoria. A snowstorm of all the rebellion and fear and self-loathing she'd accumulated over these thirteen years ignited at her fingertips. She turned her head to Hans, their faces an inch apart, winter all around but a wild spring in his green eyes. "So...let the storm rage on?" She smirked mischievously.

"Be free." His grip grew a little tighter, he desired to do magic with her. "Let it go."

And the moment the curse of the eternal winter came crashing down upon the peaceful Kingdom of Arendelle, their lips crashed together in a scalding kiss. The whirlpool of brilliant white and blue snowflakes around their loving figures was so beautiful, yet so deadly to all but the Snow Queen and the Thirteenth Prince.

[venusssus]

Elsa seeing Hans’ scars for the first time

This drawing is a scene from my helsa fanfic I’m currently writing.

His Father used to whip, cut and burn his back a lot, since he was 10. You can also see self harm scars on his wrist :(❤️💔

Also, me and my friend think that his insane father used to put Hans’ hands into the fire, which is why he doesn’t want to take his gloves off :(((

@helsaweenfun

I’m working hard on this fanfic and it might traumatise yall but who cares😆(im putting my own trauma into this book, so no im not ok)

[helsaweekmasterlist]

Calling ALL Helsa shippers!!!

@helsadiscord proudly presents Helsa Week 2023. The annual event to celebrate Helsa is coming this summer.

Save the dates! From 7 - 13 August 2023, we invite you to celebrate and appreciate Helsa in any form of fan creations. For every 2 days, there are a one-word prompt and one AU prompt that can be used interchangeably (or even combined!). We are looking forward to see your submissions! 😊

EVENTS

DAY 1 - 2 (7 - 8 August). INTERTWINED / MYTHS AU.

“Intertwined, like two boats tied together at the docks or the hands that are joined in camaraderie.” / Folklore, a retelling of the stories of the Gods and Goddesses (Norse, Greek, Celtic).

DAY 3 - 4 (9 - 10 August). MEMORIES / SPORTS AU.

“Memories - the good and the bad, treasured or forgotten - may have a way of returning.” / Olympic Games, Professional Athletes, E-Sports Tournaments.

DAY 5 - 6 (11 - 12 August). ENCHANTED / HISTORICAL AU.

“Enchanted, almost like a deer in the headlights; bewitched, as if a spell is befallen upon you.” / Medieval, Regency, Victorian, Vikings, American Old West.

DAY 7 (13 August). FREE.

Free space for your creativity! Let your imagination shine, do whatever your heart desires!

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When posting your work, please:

1. @helsaweekmasterlist​

2. Tag #Helsa Week 2023, #HelsaWeek2023 and #HelsaWeek along with other appropriate tagging (fandom, characters, ship, spoilers, NSFW and content warnings).

Don’t be afraid to be creative, let inspiration flow! Create fanfiction, fanart, comics, edits, mood boards, headcanons, poems, essays, cosplay, meme, anything you fancy! If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask!

♥Have fun and Happy Helsa Week!♥

[nap-hime]

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Title: hidden in your shoulder curve Fandom: Frozen Event: Helsa Week 2024 Prompt: Day 5 — Free Day AU: Modern Celebrity AU Genre: Friendship, Soft Romance, Light Angst Word count: 1.6k Summary: She had a question to ask him, and it was this: what gave him the courage to be disliked? AO3 link: (x)

[iambellarose1816]

Day 3 - Race

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Race Aesthetic 🏎

Sorry, I'm a bit late for this one, couldn't think of anything 😭

[virfujiwara]

@helsaweekmasterlist DAY 3 - 4 (1 - 2 May). RACE. The Ferrari 2025 lineup is gonna be insane, did you hear Hans is leaving Mercedes for Ferrari?

I had a LOT of drawings for this prompt, F1 or Speedstorm related, but they all included.... the cars.... my artistic nightmare... So, though this one is kinda visually boring it was the only one I could "finish" (it needs more polish)

[photsibutnot]

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐒 x 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐀 | Forest Date🍂 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ inexcusably late for helsaweek but i was going to finish this damn art if it was the last thing my apple pencil ever touches WOOOOOOO HELSA !!!

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[fr00t-snacc]

Bear with me, yesterday was a mental health day cuz it was ROUGH. But I will still deliver!

Yesterday’s prompt “comfy clothes” was given to HelSallie(Helsa and Sallie May) and...tell me why I actually do kinda wanna explore this rare pair more? XD

And then today’s prompt, “dancing,” was given to FlapperMaid(Mimzy and Niffty)! Honestly I really like this ship, very cute

Here’s to I can stay on top of the rest of the week!

[shortbreadly]

may as well post valentines pin ups now or i never will

[kristanna-days]

Frozen Smut Week March 17 - 21, 2024

Save the date and start drafting your Frozen smut! Each fic must contain at least one Frozen character (crossovers are allowed!), and be posted on Tumblr, tagging @kristanna-days. An AO3 collection will also be set up - details to follow.

I've given some suggested prompts for each theme, but feel free to interpret the themes however you want! There's no limit to how they can be used.

Feed my ask box or DM me if you have any questions!

[March 17: Lustrous Metals (Gold, Silver, Titanium, Platinum) March 18: Crystaline Metals (Silicon, Tin, Lead, Carbon) March 19: Metal Alloys (Steel, Pewter, Mercury) March 20: Patina & Rust (Copper, Brass, Bronze) March 21: Electricity & Magnetism (Iron, Nickel, Cobalt)]

[beckerart]

HELSAWEEN - WEEK TWO

- Mirror -

Reflection of a potential future, a future where he got more than the desired crown and power, where he got the love that maybe he wanted more (just in my head, unfortunately)

It's just so irritating that he could have had a happy life and all Helsa fan dream come true, but no, he had to be the bad guy. (i love you Hans, but you're such an impatient idiot)

@helsaweenfun

[true--north]

Helsa Week: Myth • Elsa as Hel • Hans as a trickster god

SHE was the daughter of the fertility goddess, immortal Idunn, and a mere mortal man. But how different she was from her graceful Mother. Deathly pale, with the sadness of winter on her forehead, she never attended the lively meetings of the gods in Ásgard. She was hiding on the dark shores of a remote fjord, in the halls of her Mother's lone wooden tower.

Never seeing her, many gods and spirits thought Idunn's daughter was hideous and therefore was ashamed of her face. They did not know she devoted herself to death rites, they did not know her powers were too great for this world, and therefore Idunn hid her from everyone for her daughter's safety and her own honour. Mating with a mortal was forbidden but Idunn has always had so much love in herself. Enough love to save a dying young human man from a blizzard, carnally know him and then let him go forever.

But one day HE, an Odin's illegitimate son overheard Idunn's thoughts and reveries — he knew how to do this, he knew how to seem and pretend, and steal and smile; and immediately guessed everything. A grand plan had formed in his smart brilliant mind.

While the majestic Goddess of fertility and immortality was visiting the heavenly valleys, he sneaked into her halls to find her mysterious daughter. Upon seeing her, he froze in place, smitten by her cold beauty, by her spirit of the caged beast that was about to break free.

"Who are you?" She asked calmly, looking at the red-haired young god in front of her.

He was dressed in a fancy cloudy-grey cloak and gold bracelets. He was handsome. He sensed her fear.

"I'm the one you need, and I need you." He cleared his throat, made his voice pleasant, and grinned. "The Forest of Everlasting Autumn on the border of Midgard and Nifelheim is endangered. Mortals have occupied it and threaten to destroy it with their filth and sacrilege. Unfortunately, Odin and Freya patronize them. But I care for our realm and the destiny of the Nine Worlds. I need your power of ice and cold to protect the border and get rid of mortals."

She was moved by this horrible news. He held out his hand to her, but she hesitated to touch Him. She has never even touched her Mother.

"I agree, but only if you fulfill my condition," She replied coldly, "Help me get into Midgard and find my father's daughter. My sister is mortal." She lowered her icy eyes, "I just want to look at her."

"A mortal? What a pity." He smiled seductively, "But I'll help you, O, Ice Maiden. I happen to know Midgard perfectly well. Take my hand and let's go."

She looked up at Him with hopeful eyes and their fingers intertwined. She touched another living being for the first time in her life and was thrilled with the sensation of his warm skin against hers.

But the Bastard Son did not tell her he needed her power to take revenge on his Father for abandoning his Mother....To lure him in, to intimidate him, to hurt the one who hurt him. The punishment of the mortals in the Holy Forest was only a collateral damage, albeit a pleasant one.

The Ice maiden and the Trickster left the dark tower, both entangled in a web of lies and hopes. The Trickster taught her resentment and desire. With him she lost the innocence of her body and mind; with the Ice Maiden the Trickster learned to ask and care.

And woe is to those who stand in their way.

Snow legends say that no one has seen such a winter since the Ice Age. The air was pure pain. Legends say that there has not been such a wrath of the Gods since the prophecies of Ragnarök were uttered. Legends say that there has never been a love like this.

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[venusssus]

reposting some of my tiktok edits for Helsa Week🫶🏼

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my tiktok is : hopelessspeed

[helsaweekmasterlist]

Calling ALL Helsa shippers!!!

Helsa shippers, @helsadiscord proudly presents our annual event 🎉 Helsa Week 2024 🎉

Save the dates! From 29 April - 5 May 2024, we invite you to celebrate and appreciate Helsa in any form of fan creations.

For one week, there will be a one-word prompt every two days. We look forward to seeing your submissions 🤩

EVENTS

DAY 1 - 2 (29 - 30 April). STORM.

“Let the storm rage on.”

Whether the emotional storms, turbulent waters and tempestuous sides of Hans and Elsa as they face the unknown together 💙❤️

DAY 3 - 4 (1 - 2 May). RACE.

Get your heart racing with excitement, re-imagine moments of passion and adrenaline-pumping intensities involving high-speed adventures, intertwined destinies and unexpected twists 🏎️ 💨

DAY 5 - 6 (3 - 4 May). MIRACLE.

Explore the miracles of love, redemption and unexpected connections while delving into the couple's tumultuous past and unforeseen future 🌟🌟🌟

DAY 7 (5 May). FREE.

Free space for your creativity! Let your imagination shine, do whatever your heart desires!

⎯⎯ ⎯⎯ ⎯⎯ ⎯⎯ ⎯⎯

When posting your work, please:

1. @helsaweekmasterlist

2. Tag #Helsa Week 2024, #HelsaWeek2024 and #HelsaWeek along with other appropriate tagging (fandom, characters, ship, spoilers, NSFW and content warnings).

Don’t be afraid to be creative, let inspiration flow! Create fanfiction, fanart, comics, edits, mood boards, headcanons, poems, essays, cosplay, meme, anything you fancy! If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask!

♥Have fun and Happy Helsa Week!♥

[mangaka-lanani]

FROZEN 3 : Queen Elsa and Prince Hans

Queen Elsa Prince Hans They are both true knights Two professionals in taming wild horses Chivalry for kings That's why I think they suit each other. They both love horses and know how to control them Just imagine if we saw them in Frozen 3 Elsa with Nok Hans with Sitron Imagine the reaction between Nok and Sitron Imagine if the horse, Nok, was jealous of his lady Elsa and hated Hans to be around her We see Sitron's reaction as he tries to support his master, Hans There will be a funny fight between Nok and Sitron

[iambellarose1816]

Day 1: Storm

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Inspired by the song Pouring by Chris Grey

I was in the mood for smtn angsty so I wrote this, enjoy ❤️

He signed the divorce papers and left them on the table. Her eyes water at the sight. Was she not good enough for him? Was she not a good wife at all? The thoughts ran through her head. The pain he left her with.

"I could never love you like I used to." Those words tore her, tore her to pieces. It's like she was reliving what he went through as a child. "Hans." His mere name didn't stop him from walking out the door. Not a single word from him after.

She leans against the door, her heart breaking, her tears falling. She couldn't do anything. She couldn't stop him. He slipped from her fingers just like the pouring rain splashing against her windows.

She curls into a ball on her bed that night, her cries not stopping. He ruined her. "Hans." His name coming out of her mouth each time she sobs. She tosses and turns, the sleep not coming to her.

He left her.

She knew this was coming, after all, she was only a distraction to him. A distraction from his corrupted world. The pouring rain and thunder canceling out her cries.

He was never her calm, but he was her storm.

The one that everyone warned her about, but she never listened to them because she was too blinded by the love she had for him.

"I hate you." She sobs into her pillow. When she saw him walk through the door earlier that day she never saw any remorse or pain in his features, only ones of relief and happiness.

She never knew what she did wrong. What she didn't have to satisfy his needs. "I love you so much, Elsa." He used to tell her everyday of her life.

She enjoyed the way he would run his hands through her hair or how he would surprise her with her favorite food when she was down.

What went wrong? The stolen kisses they would share every now and then or how they would talk about each other's day as they sat on the love seat of their home with a stupid reality show playing on their TV in the background.

She will forever miss those memories they shared. She will miss him.

"You broke me." She mutters before finally falling asleep.