#carrie asagiri fanfics

[felinelord-bowbeforemepeasant]

The difference between skk nation and skkk nation when chapter 109 was released on August 3rd

Skk nation:

They are a variety of skk stan that when seeing this

there are the "dazai will live" one, the "theory and analysis" one, the "I will pull out anything to prove that dazai is alive" one, the "finally that hoe is dead" one, the "dazai hater", the "destined to be what dazai" one, the "this will be a good angst material" one, the artist, the editor, the "dazai will die" one, the "screaming to the void" one, the "wondering what is going on" one, the "delulu" one, the "fanfic writer" one, the "there are no chapter 109" one, the " that didn't happen they are married and are living happily ever after" one, the one who is coping, the "depressed" one, the "are you happy asagiri" one, the one who don't care, the one who are just enjoying the chaos, the one who just join and don't know what is happening, the "meme" one, the one who got triple combo because they are in the good omens jjk and bsd fandom, the "wow we did we just got trending because of what happening right now" one, the "we still trending that chapter really broke us huh" one, the "that gay" one, the "You guys know that we are falling for the same trick that asagiri pull in chap 101 right" one, and many more

( I know that there are more but I just mainly see the "dazai will live" one, the "delulu" one and the "theory and analysis" . There are one that are kinda out of context and i also want to put more but i just gonna stop here, you can add them if you want)

Skkk nation:

So uh skkk stan reaction to this is quite the same so I just gonna sum this up in three letter

✨️✨️Gay✨️✨️

(If you want to be more specific here are the skkk stan more specific reaction when they see this:

The "look at how rashomon is wrapping around atsushi waist and how slu- I mean how fine it is" one, the "another reason on how rashomon can be use at a bondage" one, the "they are gonna make out" one, the one who say that atsushi being tied up so tighly and telling akutagawa it not time for "it", the one who commented that akutagawa is carrying atsushi bridal style and saying they are getting married, the "look at how gently or slowly akutagawa is elevating/lying down his bf" one, the "wow that couldn't be even gayer" one, etc while ignoring how injured atsushi is and that akutagawa might gonna turn him to a vampire or just kill him

So yeah to sum it up the skkk nation reaction to this was "wow that gay" but more specific)

[mania-sama]

Random ask, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in any media, like anime/manga, tv series, books, etc (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them....

Thank you so much for sending in an ask! I would love to answer this question! I didn't go through every fandom I've been in, though I went through quite a few!!! Usually, there is only one ship I really love in a fandom that ends up being my favorite, but I like/love plenty of ships and don't limit myself to just one ship. I will say that when it comes to engaging with fandom and fanfiction, I tend to actually prefer platonic relationships, centered on found family and blood-related family than anything else.

Bungou Stray Dogs -> Shin Soukoku (Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi). I think most of this comes from the way they are quite literally yin and yang (my favorite symbol of all time) in almost every aspect. I firmly believe Asagiri is beating us over the head with a mallet saying "Look! Look what I did! Please look!" I'm under no impression that they will be canon, but BEAST gives me the hope that they can at least become friends, and that's testament enough to the development they go through. There is just so much there. I'm not an enemies to lovers person, but for them, I make the exception. There are so many parallels to draw between them, so much to look at and really dig into. I'm not delusional enough to say they wouldn't be toxic (all of the BSD ships except for, like, RanPoe, are toxic let's be real), but I am lenient enough to say that they can be good to each other in fanfics and decent friends in canon. Also, this applies to their BEAST counterparts, too. BEAST makes them better.

Jujutsu Kaisen -> ItaFushi (Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji). There is a sort of trend I have with shipping, I think. I tend to like the second most popular ship, usually the younger generation of the most popular ship, which is arguably a form of torture in and of itself. JJK is not as bad as the BSD fandom is about the popularity difference, but it's still painful. Anyway, I think my love for this ship stems from the fact that Megumi has a big fat crush on Itadori and I will accept, under no circumstances, any other interpretations of his relationship with Itadori. Everything from the SatoSugu parallels (who are one handhold away from being canon let's be real), to their whole shtick being to save each other (physically and mentally), to Megumi literally describing Itadori as his type of person. Gender neutral. Even though it is so incredibly easy to use gendered terms in Japanese as it is in English. I feel like Gege is doing this on purpose because there is just no way he sees this as normal friend stuff. Recent chapters got me in a chokehold. I am SCARED. Besides all this, I think they just work very well together. They are also horribly tragic. Perfect combination.

Genshin Impact -> Xiaother (Aether/Xiao). I debated pretty heavily with myself here on what my true favorite is. I came to this conclusion mainly for one reason: Xiao. I love Aether, but I love Xiao. He is my favorite character, right next to Razor, so obviously he carries this ship. I also think that, of all of the implied relationships Genshin has supplied in plenty, Xiaother has had the most development. Every scene with them is better than the last, and the way that they make each other better is something I adore. And as for the ship being specifically Aether and not Lumine or nonspecific, it's because I chose Aether, so I'm more accustomed to using him as the traveler vessel rather than Lumine, but I'm honestly fine with either.

Identity V -> Elisop (Aesop Carl | Embalmer/Eli Clark | Seer). I haven't played this game in a hot minute for storage and laptop reasons, and I'm also not updated with the lore (nor was I entirely familiar with it from the beginning, outside of the MAIN main lore). But this ship and game were a huge part of my personal development, I think, and I do want to return to playing it in an honest effort eventually (I WANT MY ROBBIE RANK BACK). I think I perceive it differently than other people do, mainly because people oscillate between two sides of the Aesop Carl characterization spectrum. But there is something really fun in the idea that Eli, with his ability to see the future, thinks that he can somehow "fix" Aesop, under the impression that his and Getrude's relationship will never mend. And Aesop, who sees Eli and feels real love for the first time, finds that he doesn't know if he wants to kill and embalm Eli, or if he wants to indulge in this feeling called love. Toxic, probably. Their color schemes also match very well together (which is actually what led me to ship them in the first place, before fandom influence), and they are extremely compatible gameplay-wise.

Haikyuu -> IwaOi (Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru). If you told me two or so years ago that this was my favorite Haikyuu ship, I would have LAUGHED IN YOUR FACE. I hated Oikawa and didn't care much about Seijou. But then. But then. I went through a like. Month-long Haikyuu revival not too long ago and only read IwaOi fics because I came to this revelation. Oikawa is really goddamn relatable. I think we are all, in a sense, Oikawa, at one point or another. He is THE teenager. He is someone you can project every single one of your problems onto because his struggles with being untalented and unworthy are interchangeable with pretty much any self-worth conflict: internalized homophobia, eating disorders, socializing, etc. Iwaizumi can also provide these internal debates, but in a context with Oikawa makes it even better. Does Oikawa carry this ship for me? Yes. I don't care what you think I'm not here to defend myself.

Voltron: Legendary Defenders -> Klance (Keith Kogane/Lance McClain). Do NOT talk to me. They have ruined my life in pretty much every aspect. Also an exception to the not shipping thing because they are kinda the whole reason I even watched this show past season... three probably. I don't even wanna talk about them anymore because it'll just upset me. Just know that as far as the Sheith vs Klance debate goes, Sheithers are wrong for that after Keith called Shiro his brother. There. I added my fuel to the ever-burning garbage fire that is Voltron shipping. I may talk about Klance again in the future but for now I wanna leave my thoughts off here.

Merlin BBC -> Merthur (Arthur Pendragon/Merlin). Thank you Merthur fandom for teaching me what a good fic is supposed to taste like. They are kind of the epitome of the ships I tend to gravitate to: TRAGIC. The ending of Merlin is traumatizing and the fact that all of the cast pretty shipped it (as well as you can see the faint mouthing of the words "I love you" in the final death scene) is like. The first true healthy immersion into a ship I've ever had. I never obsessed over them too hard, I think, but Merlin is still my favorite live-action show, and Merthur is always well and true to my heart. They also got me introduced to the master/servant trope in terms of medieval times, and I had a very long affinity for it in fanfiction. I don't like it as much anymore, but I look upon that time with happiness rather than the usual slight embarrassment.

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power -> Catradora (Adora/Catra). I also make an exception for enemies to lovers for them because they even added that extra-friendly step of friends to enemies to lovers. Genuinely, no show surprised me as much as She-Ra did. Shout out She-Ra for giving me the worst envy I've ever felt in my life. I want to rock a suit as well as Catra did in that one scene. Anyway, I loved their development. I know some people criticize it for being rushed towards the end, but I like the way they were able to forgive Catra so easily. They understood what it meant to be used and manipulated, what it meant to be unable to fight against oppressive forces. People are mad at compassion, even though that's the literal whole point of She-Ra. Whatever. They could never make me hate you Catradora.

Percy Jackson (all book series) -> Percabeth (Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson). The blueprint. That's it. That's all you gotta know. I don't read fics about them because there is nothing to improve upon. One of the best written series and best written romances of all time. It was basically everything Avatar: The Last Airbender failed to do with Kataang (sorry for ragging on them for a second but that's the only thing I didn't like about ATLA; the romances) failed to accomplish, with all the same in-depth and wonderful characters. Like, they are everything I aspire to have in a relationship. The way they are simply meant for each other and aren't rushed, but are always implied to have that cutesy young crushes until they finally got together. I love them. Ugh. Uncle Rick you win again.

Anyway, these were some of my favorite ships of all time!! Sorry, I blabbered a lot. Probably listed more ships than you meant to but I take whatever opportunity I can to talk about things I enjoy IN DEPTH. There were also a lot of M/M romances, which, I swear to God, just happened out that way. I love plenty of F/F and F/M relationships, they just rarely end up as my top favorite. DO NOT accuse me of anything because I WILL NOT hear it.

[carrieasagiri]

Longing - Kristanna Smut Weekend 2018 (Day 1)

A/N: My first time writing kristanna smut :D! The idea for this fic is based on a fic I’m writing in Spanish. Kristoff and Anna had their first baby and are facing the trials of parenthood. My fic in Spanish is mostly from Elsa’s POV, so I decided to have some fun and write this one from Kristoff and Anna’s POV. So besides smut, there are some fluffy moments and some frohana. English is not my native language, so I’m sorry for any grammatical mistake or something weird.

Words: 3094

Characters: Kristoff, Anna (kristanna), Elsa

Setting: canonverse

Rate: MA, of course

It had been three months since princess Emma was born to the delight of all Arendelle, her parents, and her aunt. Kristoff and Anna couldn’t be happier with their baby daughter and the thrilling new life they were experiencing as parents. However, those three months weren’t only blessings. They learned to face the other side of parenthood which meant sleepless nights with a crying baby, fed her, changed her, and trying to be awake during the day to take care of her.

Anna had decided she didn’t want a wet nurse for her daughter. She wanted to be in charge of raising her child by herself. Elsa had been agreed with her sister’s decision and had warned Kristoff that Anna needed all the support and possible help to take care of Emma. Kristoff didn’t need any warnings, at least that was he believed. But then, when her daughter confused day with night during her first week in the world, he truly understood Elsa’s warnings.

The couple was sleep deprived, and they couldn’t find the time to catch up. Anna fell asleep at any time in any place with her daughter in her arms. Kristoff had to balance his duties with his family life. Elsa was on the verge of madness, dealing with her royal responsibilities, a very tired and grumpy sister, a confused and overwhelmed brother in law, and a demanding newborn niece.

So, the queen decided it was the time she took matters into her own hands. She offered the couple, actually she ordered them, that for a whole week, baby Emma slept with her, so they could rest and made all the things they were deprived for those three months.

Anna wasn’t so sure of her sister’s plan. Since her daughter’s birth, she had become a little bit possessive with the baby, and the idea of being apart from her the whole night for a whole week wasn’t so much appealing for her. On the other hand, Kristoff was more than willing to accept the experiment. They needed time for themselves and go against Elsa’s orders was futile.

Before she proposed her sister her plan, Elsa already had given the order to the staff to move the crib to her bedchambers. Anna protested the whole day, but Kristoff managed to convince her in his charming way. A long and hungry kiss with the promise of much more to come, enticing words whispered by her ear that made her blushed, and a massage on her shoulders were enough to persuade the princess.

The first night was chaotic. Kristoff was happy of having her wife for himself. He loved his daughter with all his heart, but he missed the intimacy with Anna. They had tried to intimate during those past months, but they always got interrupted, and frustration was becoming a habit. So, that night, they were able to be together on their bed and tried to at least sleep cuddling.

Anyway, just cuddling wasn’t the only thing they had in mind for that night. Kristoff had started kissing Anna, slowly at first, fiercely when he felt his wife was craving for the same thing as him. He was on top of her, stroking her red mane with one hand, caressing one of her breasts over the fabric of her nightgown with the other, and kissing her neck. Little groans of pleasure let out from Anna’s mouth; her fingers tangled in his hair. Kristoff continued with his ministrations, unbuttoning her nightgown and feeling how her nipples got erected with his touch. Anna took his hands off from her breasts and placed them on her thighs. He started caressing her there and pulled her nightgown over to kiss her belly.  Anna stopped abruptly her noises and movements, her eyes were wide opened.

“Did you hear something?”

“What?” Kristoff was busy kissing her navel while one of his fingers was wandering nearly to her cleft, totally oblivious to the fact his wife wasn’t immersed in the same mood as him anymore.

“Emma, I heard her cry…” Anna sat up on the bed and as realizing what his husband was doing to her, she let out another not so quiet groan.

“You’re hearing things,” he said reaching her core with his mouth.

“I’m going to check her.”

“Really? Now?” Kristoff stopped what he was doing and sat up next to her, “Listen, Emma is in good hands. Elsa can take care of our little girl, so, don’t worry.” He kissed her on the forehead trying to reassure her.

“What if she’s hungry? Elsa can’t feed her. I’m going to check her. I’ll be right back.” She gave him a swift kiss on his lips, buttoned up her nightgown, put her robe on, and dashed off the room.

Kristoff let out a long sigh and started feeling an itching between his legs that announced his notorious arousal. He could bear it for a few more minutes, but if Anna didn’t come back soon, he literally had to take it in hands. Anna was delaying more than he thought. He wanted to go see what had happened, but before doing so, he pleasured himself in order to conceal his arousal. He was about to doze off when he got up, cleaned up himself, and put a shirt on.

He hesitated in front of Elsa’s door for a moment, and then he decided to knock. He could hear voices coming from the other side which meant the sisters were still awake. Elsa opened the door slowly. Her platinum mane was down and her eyes were sleepy. Before he could say a word, the queen spoke.

“Kristoff, your daughter has been sleeping since I bought her here, even though we had three interruptions through the night.”

“Three?”

“Yes, first Olaf asking for chocolates, then Anna claiming she heard Emma crying, and once she saw the chocolates she stayed here, and now you…”

“Chocolates?” He didn’t understand why the queen would have chocolates in her bedchambers, but he decided that was better not to ask. “Sorry, can I take Anna back to our room?”

“Oh yes.” She turned around to see her sister, “Anna, Kristoff is here”. But Anna was soundly asleep with her mouth stained with chocolate. Kristoff and Elsa couldn’t help it but chuckle.

“Anna…” he muttered on her ear in an attempt to wake her up, but it was futile. She mumbled something incomprehensible and rolled over.

“I don’t have the heart to wake her up…”

“Leave her sleeping here. I’m used to this, it’s not the first time.” Elsa gave Kristoff an apologetic look, “Sorry, the first night has turned like this…”

“Don’t worry, Elsa. At least, I’ve got the whole bed for myself.”

“Try to sleep well, then.”

“You bet I will.”

———

The second night was far better. After dinner, Kristoff kissed Emma on her forehead and excused himself to take a bath. The baby was eating, so easily he had around half an hour to make all the preparations. Once in the bedroom, he took his clothes off and went to the bathroom. He started filling the bath and then dropped some salts. He lighted some scented candles that Elsa had given him and waited for the bathtub to be filled and Anna to come back.

After a while he had been busy with the preparations, he heard the bedroom door opening, closing, and then some steps.

“Kristoff? Are you done with the bath?”

Anna was taking out the hair clips in front of the dresser when she felt two big hands around her waist.

“I’m not done. Actually, I didn’t take the bath yet.” He gently nibbled her earlobe while he started to unbutton her dress. “I was waiting for you, but you can’t enter into the bathtub all dressed.”

The dress fell down to the floor. Anna turned around to face Kristoff and noticed he was already naked. She was still wearing her underwear, and with an inviting look, she let him know what she was waiting for. Kristoff slowly finished undressing her. When he reached to her panties, he bent down and left short kisses on her navel. He put her panties down and slid his hands over her buttocks. Anna sent the clothes away quickly with a kick and let herself to be lost on the kisses and caresses her husband was giving her.

“You know? You owe me,” said Kristoff following with his mouth a path of freckles on her belly.

“Do I?”

“Yes, from last night.”

“And how can I pay you?”

“Hmmm, I’m open to negotiation…”

Kristoff reached her centre with his mouth. Anna shivered when she felt swiftly kisses on her auburn bush and leaned on the dresser to gain support. Then, he slowly slid his tongue and started playing with her clit. Anna let out a loud mewl, and a smirk appeared on his mouth without stopping his licking. He opened his way through her folds, sliding his tongue inside her. She sank her fingers into his hair, running them with desperation, and pushing his head against her core in an attempt to feel him deeper inside her. He placed one hand on her waist and the other one was pressed against her entrance, his thumb rubbing her clit. Anna was breathing heavily, filling the room with her moans. She felt a knowing warm feeling in her stomach that was approaching her core until she finally reached her climax screaming his name. He unlatched his mouth from her centre and look at her with a devious smile on his lips. Anna was gasping; her fingers still seized on his hair.

“That was…” She couldn’t finish her phrase because she needed to recover her breath.

“Breathtaking?” Kristoff gave her a smug face, and he cleaned his mouth with his arm. He tenderly kissed her, and Anna could taste her scent on the kiss.  “Come here Princess, before the water gets cold,” and saying that, Kristoff took her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom.

“Whoa, you’ve done quite a work here,” said Anna looking around the bathroom where the scented candles were the only light source and filled the atmosphere with a lavender aroma. The bathtub awaited full of bubbles. Kristoff gave Anna a long kiss before helping her enter the tub. Once he was inside too, they continued kissing, and Anna found the way to sit above him, facing him.

“Do I still owe you?”

“Hmmm, maybe.”

“Because this trade is a little bit unfair…”

“And what do you want to do to fix it…?”

Anna started rubbing her centre against his crotch, sensing how his arousal was growing. Kristoff felt how her nipples were getting harder against his chest, and her lips were kissing almost with desperation his neck. Every movement coming from Anna’s hips created waves on the water, and the bubbles started floating in the air. Anna didn’t wait so long and filled herself with his member. Both of them closed their eyes at the same time and let out a moan of pleasure in unison. She continued her movements at a rhythmical pace. Her skin was wet as result of sweat and water mingled together, her pupils were dilated because of her arousal, and her hair was following her movements as a flare. Kristoff was bewitched by her wife’s beauty, and in the middle of the passion, he reached her lips to kiss her fiercely. Once she broke the kiss to gain some air, she buried her face in his neck.

“I love you, Kris…” she said next to his ear between gasps.

“I love you too, feisty-pants.”

She kept her rhythmic movement for a while trying to delay her climax for her own pleasure and to reach it at the same time as Kristoff. When she noticed he was almost ready, she increased her thrusting fiercely. He emptied himself inside her at the same time she reached her peak. Despite being into the water, she could feel the warm sensation going through her sex and spreading inside her. They remained still for a while, mingled in an embrace, their parts still connected. Anna moved away from him softly, placing herself against him with her head over his chest. They both still were immersed in their afterglow, their breathing slowly recovering their normal pace.

“Can we stay like this forever?” Anna asked drawing invisible figures on her husband’s chest.

“Spending the night in a bathtub? It’s romantic, but I don’t think it’s safe,” Kristoff replied, brushing locks of red hair away from her temple. He took a sponge that was on the table beside the bathtub.

“What about if we actually take a bath?” Kristoff kissed his wife’s forehead and began washing her arms gently. Then, he continued with her breasts and her belly. Anna sat straight so he can wash her back, and with each rub, he left a kiss. Next, he took her by her waist and with a swift movement, he let her know that she could lean back his chest. He washed her legs with lingering strokes of the sponge until he reached her core. The sponge was left floating on the water. He didn’t need it now. Her parts were still swollen from the recent lovemaking session, and the mere touch of one of his digits was enough to ignite Anna’s desire again.

Kristoff placed his hand on her belly to keep her still, while with the other one started to pleasure her. At first, he only touched her clit with his fingertip. She arched her back a little because his husband’s massive hand prevented her from having a more wild reflex. He spread her folds with two fingers, rubbing, caressing. Her moans were loud and sometimes muffled. After playing for a while with his fingers, he finally entered her. First, one digit, then two, and then three. Anna held onto the edge of the bathtub, her hips dancing at the rhythm of her pleasure. Kristoff buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder, kissing her, biting her, while his fingers thrust inside her at a fierce pace.

Anna took his hand, the one over her belly, and placed it in her mouth. She licked one of his fingers and then started sucking it. She could feel his hardness below her, so she moved away a little to reach it under the water. Kristoff kept fingering her, and then she began to pleasure him at the same pace. She was about to reach her climax when she shoved Kristoff’s hand off and filled herself with his member. They came quickly after, and once Anna moved away, she started kissing him tenderly on his lips, his face, his neck.

“Were you saying about taking a bath?” Anna asked snuggled against him.

“We took a bath…among other things…”

“Kris, we really needed this…I mean, do this, being together like this…”

“I know. How do you feel?”

“Exhausted, and the happiest woman in the world.”

“That’s good because I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

——–

The third night was perfect. They said goodnight to Elsa and Emma in front of the Queen’s bedchambers and went to their room. They had regained their confidence in bedroom matters, not they had lost it, but after three months of full-time parenthood and little of marital life had been enough to make them feel hopeless. The previous night was all they had needed to resume their love life. After their lovemaking session in the bathtub, they had slept soundly through the whole night. And now, they were planning to reprise the same passion but in a more conventional place: their bed.

They discarded their clothes on the floor with the same fierceness as they used to do when they were lovers long before getting married. They did it between kisses and giggles and hands exploring each other’s anatomies. They reached the bed in the same circumstances, and Kristoff felt how a pair of soft hands pushed him against the mattress.

Anna was eager to devour him and so she did. With kisses, with bites that left marks on his skin. She finally came to his already erected member, and with a devious smile, she prepared to lick it. Kristoff closed his eyes in anticipation to the pleasure he was about to receive. And once he felt her soft lips around his hardness, he left out a sigh and then a long groan. Anna continued with her ministrations. Licking, sucking, kissing, caressing.

He restrained himself a little and tried to delay his climax for a while. When he couldn’t cope it anymore, with a soft caress he let Anna know that was enough. He rolled over getting on top of her and caressing her between her thighs, he approached her core with wandering fingers. His touch was soft and long enough to make her wet, and then he slowly entered her. His kisses were hungry in agreement with his thrusts. Anna raked his back with her nails and whispered tender and naughty words in his ear. He managed to smile in the middle of the kisses and the concentration that what he was doing required. He replied her with more tender words and some naughty phrases too that made Anna blushed even more.

Kristoff shut his eyes and wrapped Anna into a tight embrace when he emptied himself inside her with a last fierce blow. She screamed loudly, her legs circled around his waist pushing him more inside her. He muffled her moans with a long desperate kiss and moved away from her trying to catch his breath.

Both were covered with sweating and gasping. Anna rested her head over his broad chest, caressing nonchalantly his navel. They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the afterglow with caresses and kisses as the only way of expression.

“Do you want a second round now, or do you prefer to wait till morning?” Kristoff asked her playing with her tousled hair.

“Hmmm, morning sex…Since when we don’t do it?”

“Since Emma was born, probably.”

“Hmmm, I’d like to do it again now, but sincerely I prefer to stay like this for the whole night and do it again in the morning…” Anna replied between yawns and left a peck on his chest.

“As you wish, princess.” Kristoff kissed her on the forehead, then on her nose, and finally on her lips. Then, he tangled his legs between hers, threw a blanket over them, and let the sleep gained him over.

[carrieasagiri]

Elsanna Week 2018: Day 1 “Love at first sight”

A/N: First of all, I’m so sorry for being a couple of days behind, but I’ve been really complicated since Sunday. Actually, I started writing this on Sunday, but I couldn’t finish it until today. So, I’ll try to catch up. Well, when I first read about the elsanna week, I thought about writing connected drabbles set in the canonverse and dealing with a romantic relationship. I still have that story in mind, but it requires much more planning. So,  I decided to draw connected scenes set in a modern AU without text, but since I’m in the middle of a deadline of digitally inking 14 drawings, I had to give up the idea (for now). Writing is easier and faster than drawing for me, so I started developing the current story. It’s set in a modern AU, and they aren’t sisters. This story is heavily influenced by manga and anime, mainly by yuri manga. Each prompt will be a chapter. And this will be an experiment, since I’ve planned to transform it into a multi-chapter story, filling in the gaps of the prompts.

Word count: 819

Setting: Modern AU. Unrelated elsanna.

The first day of school. She was the new transfer student at this freaking elitist private school, and she was getting late. Anna never was a morning person, and with of all the hustle of moving to a new city, she was tired, actually, she was exhausted. Why on earth her grandfather, who she had never seen in her entire life, suddenly wanted the best for her and her mom? Maybe it was his way to make up for fifteen years of having banned her daughter from the family, but at least he could have the kindness of getting them a car to go to that damned distant school.

Mom had to work, so she woke up early and left. Because working at her father’s company was a hell lot of pressure and the pressure was even worse if she was planning to reconnect with her strict father who had kicked her ass out of the family so many years ago. Anna could understand all the issues her mother was going through. Sometimes she felt guilty for her mother’s family situation. If she wouldn’t be born, probably nothing had happened. Anyway, all those worries didn’t change the fact she was getting late to school on her first day.

She had to take the bus which left her in the middle of nowhere and then using her phone’s GPS she localized the school which was uphill. Who was insane enough to build a school on a hill? So, she ran as fast as she could; her uniform was tight and uncomfortable. She took her shirt out of her skirt, otherwise, she would wind up suffocated.

Finally, she reached the huge and imposing gates of the building. Thankfully they were still opened. She looked around and let out a whistle at her amazement. The place looked as a castle from a fairy tale; a welcoming yard extended before her eyes. It bloomed with the green from the trees and the colourful mixture of flowers. The green was interrupted by the blue navy sea of girls in uniform who were leading their march to the main building.

Anna was so lost in the sight she had before that she hadn’t entered yet. The ringing bell announcing the beginning of classes woke her up from her daydreaming. The doors started closing with an electronic buzz, and then Anna realized she was about to get out if she didn’t hurry.

“Oh, no, no, wait!” she pleaded sliding just in time before the doors shut closed.

Once inside the yard, she kept running only focused on getting in time to her classroom which she had no idea where it was. She wasn’t aware of the eyes from the surrounding girls set on her, and she didn’t hear when someone yelled: “Beware!”. It was too late. She had bumped into someone and then she was sprawled on the floor. Her uniform was a mess, her skirt barely covering her underwear, and the horde of girls around her whispering and watching her with a very disapproving look.

“Who is she?”

“She must be new.”

“She ran into the president!”

“The Ice Queen is going to kill her.”

Anna was on the verge of crying when she looked up and found a pair of blue eyes piercing her soul. For a moment, she thought she was in the presence of a fairy or a goddess. The girl in front of her didn’t show any trace of emotion on her pale face that looked more like a sculpture. By the way, a beautiful one. Her blonde mane was tied into a braid that shimmered against the sun. Then, the girl’s lips curved into what seemed to be a faint smile and a light pink tint covered her cheeks.

“Are you all right?”

“Who? Me?” Anna look around to see if there was someone else to whom this girl was talking to.

“Of course, you’re the one on the floor.” The girl smiled shyly, and with a swift movement, she hid her lips with her hand. The other girls around started laughing, but a single glare from her was enough to keep them silent. Then, she lent her hand to Anna to help her get up.

Anna blushed and hesitated for a moment. She took the girl’s hand in hers and stood up.

“I’m Elsa. Elsa Frost.”

“I’m Anna Summers.”

“Welcome to Arendelle School, Anna.”

They were still holding hands, and Anna was feeling something she never had felt before in her life. She didn’t know how to call it, or if it even had a name. The way Elsa looked at her, her sweet voice, and the soft touch of her hand, all made her felt like she had butterflies fluttering in her stomach. It was love at first sight, but she couldn’t know it because she had never been in love before.

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Elsanna week 2018: Day 2 “Secrets”

First chapter

Word count: 883

Rating: T (for now)

Setting: Modern AU

“I’ll bring someone home after school,” Elsa said with her natural calm to her father, while she drank her tea. Early morning during breakfast was the only time of the day she could see him and talk to him for real.

Her father put the iPad on the table. His daughter wasn’t asking for permission to do something; she was announcing her intention. That was new. He raised an eyebrow. Her daughter was bringing someone home. That was weird, to say the least.

“Really?”

“Yes, the new transfer student. It has been a month since she started attending our school, but she still needs help learning our rules.”

“And you offered to help her…”

“It’s my duty as president of the student council to assure the students’ welfare.”

“That’s very nice of you, Elsa. I’ll tell your mother you’ll be…”

“She’s not my mother.”

“Elsa, please…”

“She’s the woman you married after mom died. She’s not my mother.”

Her voice was sharp, and she gave him an icy glare before leaving the dining room and getting ready to leave for school.

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Anna was nervous because being invited to the president of the student council’s house was huge. At the same time, she couldn’t help it but feel full of herself because the whole school was talking about her. During the month she had spent in the school, she had become the Ice Queen’s protégée, and of course, that had sparkled all kind of rumours. Her classmates couldn’t believe it the new transfer student received so many favours from Elsa Frost who was her senior and the most influential person on the campus. The other members of the student council were jealous of her, and envy was eating them alive when they saw her leaving school with Elsa and getting on the car with her.

When they reached the Frost residence, a woman received them cheerfully.

“Hello! My name is Agatha, I’m Elsa’s mom. Nice to meet you!”

“Hi! I’m Anna, nice to meet you too!”

Elsa ignored the woman completely and went upstairs. When she saw that Anna was still engaged in conversation, she cleared her throat to catch her attention.

“Anna, my room is this way.”

Once they were in Elsa’s room and the door was closed, Anna let out a sigh of relief.

Elsa invited her to take a seat in one of the chairs around the table which were in the middle of the room. She sat next to Anna and tried to conceal her sudden anxiety.

“Your mom is nice.

“She’s not my mom.”

Seeing Anna puzzled expression, Elsa decided to explain her the true nature of her family’s situation.

“My mom died when I was little, and then my father married this woman. Nobody outside the family knows the truth. When we came to this city, they hide the fact she wasn’t my mother. And they compelled me to keep the lie. So, when we’re in public, I must call her mother. Everybody thinks we’re the perfect family, but we're far from being like that. I ignored them all the time, and when I’m not at school, I’m locked here in my room. This is my secret, and I trust you won’t say a word.”

Anna was still slightly shocked. She didn’t know what surprised her the most: if Elsa being talkative, or the whole thing about her family. Anna nod silently; her teal eyes opened as plates looking directly into Elsa, trying to scrutinize her emotions.

“And do you have any secrets to share?”

“Me? Well, I don’t have a dad. Actually, I have a dad, otherwise, I wasn’t born, hehe. But, I don’t know who he is. My mom is single and never talks about him. This is not a secret because we never hide the fact that I don’t have a dad...But, when my mom got pregnant, her family kicked her out, so she moved to another city and started a new life away from them. She raised me alone, and a couple of months ago my grandfather contacted her because he wanted to know me. And he decided he wanted us back in his life. Actually, he wanted my mom back in his life, I was new to him. So, here I am.” Anna needed to catch her breath after talking without stop, and then she let out a sigh. “I don’t think I’m what my grandpa was expecting.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look at me! I’m a common girl. He was expecting someone like you…”

“Like me?”

“Yes, sophisticated, graceful, the perfect heir to his empire.”

“You’re perfect just like this.” Elsa blushed after saying out loud what she had been thinking for a whole month.

“Nah, you’re too generous, that’s mhmmm…” Anna was interrupted by a sudden kiss. Her first kiss. Soft lips against hers, a sweet mint taste invading her mouth. She closed her eyes and she felt how the world around her stopped. Her only focus was on her lips trying to keep the rhythm of the kiss, and the cold hand caressing her cheek. After a while, both parted to catch the breath, a red tint covering their faces.

“This is my other secret…” Elsa whispered in Anna’s ear. “I like you.” And then, she kissed her again.

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Elsanna week 2018: Day 6 Bravery

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5

Word count: 1060

Rating: T+

Setting: Modern AU

It was an impulse, maybe a whim, maybe she would regret later. No, it was an act of bravery what she was about to do. She had to do it. For her. For Anna. She had reached the limit, and she couldn’t cope with any more shit coming from her family. She had spent her whole life under her father’s shadow, accepting what he had said without any question. Secluded in a school with draconian rules, secluded in her room to avoid to her stepmother. It was enough, she craved for freedom and acting like a brat wasn’t the way to get it.

So, Elsa picked up a suitcase and started putting her essential belongings into. She was determined to leave home, and perhaps throw a bomb to her family in the process.

She was ready, she glanced around her room one last time before leaving. If her family wasn’t downstairs, she was resolved to leave anyway without notice. When she reached the living room, there they were. Probably, still deciding her life and how they could convince her that Hans Westergaard was a good catch.

“Elsa! Where are you going?” That was her father, his voice tinted with concern and surprised. He never thought that her perfect daughter could take her own choices.

“I’m leaving.”

“Elsa, dear, you don’t have to leave. Come, sit with us, so we can discuss this all together.” That was her stepmother, the well-known hypocrisy in her words.

“There is nothing to discuss. And please, don’t waste your time trying to convince me that your nephew is the perfect husband for me. I’ve got some news for you: I don’t like men, I like women.”

She didn’t wait for them to react, she just opened the door and left. As she had predicted, the horror on their faces was priceless and she couldn’t help it but smile devilishly.

When Elsa reached to the coffee shop, Anna was already there waiting for her. She had ordered a frappuccino and had taken sit in one of the sofas near to the entrance. Once she saw Elsa crossing the street, she waved at her happily.

Anna was surprised when saw her carrying a suitcase and a confident expression plastered on her face that she had never seen before in Elsa.

“Hi! Are you travelling somewhere?” Elsa could sense the worry in Anna’s voice.

“I just left home. Let me order a cafe, and I’ll tell you everything.”

A couple of minutes later, Elsa came back to the sofa carrying a large cup of black coffee in one hand, and a bagel in the other.

“So, you were saying something about leaving your home?”

“Yes, I had a huge fight with my family today. They want me to marry a guy they choose after I finish school. My father doesn’t listen to reasons and he is a puppet managed by my stepmother. I can’t stand this anymore, all my life have been the same: they decide what I have to do. So, I just picked up my stuff and leave.”

“Wow, Elsa! And what are you going to do now? I mean, where are you going to stay?”

“Probably at school. The campus has dormitories for the students who come from other cities and countries. So, I’ll stay there.”

“Come with me, to my home.”

“Anna, I can’t make you part of this mess. You’re too young to be involved on this. What is going to say your mom if you got back home with me? And…”

“I love you.” Anna spat the three words without thinking and then she let out a relieving sigh.

“What?”

“I love you, Elsa. I’ve finally can say it. I’m a stupid brat who never knew what to be in love was or felt…”

“Anna, you aren’t stupid…”

“Shut up, let me finish. I need take advantage of this sudden bravery I’m having thanks to all the sugar I just drank. I wasn’t aware that what I’m feeling is love. I was confused...I physically need you but at the same time I feel something inside me that I can’t describe and goes beyond plain sex, and I realized is love, and it’s beautiful, and I don’t want it to stop, and I want to share it with you.” Anna took Elsa’s hand into hers and squeezed it.

Elsa couldn’t conceal the blush on her cheeks and the growing impulse to kiss Anna right there. She didn’t care they were in a public place, she felt like she could send the whole world to hell in that moment. And then, following her second act of bravery in that day, Elsa kissed her. Softly at the beginning, fiercely after a while.

When they parted their lips, both were deeply blushed. Elsa could still feel in her mouth the sweet caramel taste of Anna’s frappuccino. She looked around, nobody had batted an eye at their kiss.

“I’m in love with you since the first day we met,” Elsa whispered next to Anna’s ear.  “And, because I love you so much, I’ve been restraining myself from doing something we could regret later,” she added.

“But, how can we regret…”

“I wanted to be sure of how you really felt. I know how confusing could the feelings be at your age, and I feel responsible for being older than you.”

“So, that means...now..can we…?”

“I’m not going to do anything you don’t want, and I'm not going to put pressure on you. You’re too precious to me, Anna.”

Anna’s ringing phone interrupted their muttering. She answered the call and after a couple of “fine” “yes” and “take care” she hung up.

“It was my mom. She’s not coming home tonight.” Anna’s eyes started sparkling when she realized she was going to be alone. “I think she got a boyfriend,” she muttered. “But, she didn’t want to tell me.”

“Well, you didn’t tell her you have a girlfriend, have you?”

“Not yet...you didn’t tell your father either, so we’re even.”

“I did it. Before leaving. Their faces were priceless.”

“You’re kidding me!”

“Anna, if I’ve got to let everything go and accept myself, that’s the first thing I must admit.”

After a pause, Elsa took Anna’s hands and started caressing her palms with her thumbs.

“Anna…”

“Yes?”

“I accept your invitation to your home.”

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And I’ve posted all the chapters at AO3 as well.

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Letters from the other side of the door (revised and extended version)

Available in AO3

A/N: I wrote the first version of this fic in April 2014. It was my entry to Anna’s week here on tumblr. Since I wrote it in a hurry, I couldn’t proofread it properly. A month later I got a beta reader who corrected the grammar mistakes and I added more details. That improved version was published in fanfiction.net

Now, I’ve got an account in AO3 and I decided to publish my old fics. But in order to do that, I’m making revised versions. 

I’m posting this again on tumblr because this story was born here. The new version has some little details updated to the canon of Olaf’s Frozen Adventure.

Rating: K Words: 2,560 Characters: Elsa, Anna. Summary: Anna just turned thirteen and received a stationary set as a birthday present. So, she decided that the person to whom she most wanted to write to was her sister.

Anna had always had the need to express herself loudly and openly. In fact, everything about her had been open and especially loud since she was born. Perhaps growing up alone, without friends of her age and away from her sister made the princess' need more obvious.

When she was a little girl, her sister Elsa meant the whole world to her, even more than her parents. The two sisters used to share everything: bedroom, toys, books, nanas, games, and all the fun. Then, suddenly, Elsa shut her out, and she never knew why. So, when you don’t know something, you try to find it out, or at least you try to fill in the gaps with your imagination. Through the years, Anna tried to figure out the reason, and the only thing she came up with was that her sister was mad at her. She didn’t know why though.

Anna didn’t get all the special attention that Elsa received. Being the heir, Elsa was more important; at least that was Anna thought. She didn’t know the truth behind her parents’ special treatment toward her sister, and she accepted her role as the spare princess, which truly meant that nobody was paying attention to her.

Being the spare wasn’t so bad after all because it meant she was still a princess and that was something convenient, especially when it came to presents. Every birthday, Anna received a lot of presents, not only from her family but from other kingdoms too. Most of them were coming from people she didn’t know at all, but who was she to complain about that? After all, being a princess had its perks and getting several gifts was one of them.

However, when Anna turned thirteen, the present she treasured most was the one she got from her mother. Although she always cherished anything her parents gave her, that time the present was special. Being aware of her daughter’s solitude, the queen had given Anna a stationery set. Writing letters and keeping a journal could be a way to keep Anna busy allowing her to express herself.

Queen Idunn had decided it without discussing it with her husband. She regretted not being more committed regarding the princesses’ education and upbringing. Actually, it wasn’t a lack of commitment from her; it was her role as a woman and as the queen consort. It was expected she was devoted to her husband’s words and choices because above all he was the king. She couldn’t deny that she didn’t completely agree with the way that King Agnarr had been handling Elsa’s issues. She barely could do anything for Elsa, however, she was still able to do something for Anna.

Anna didn’t have any friends to exchange letters with, and following her mother’s advice about writing to the princesses from the neighbouring kingdoms felt a little bit awkward even for her. What she had really wanted since she had memory was to talk with Elsa. Let her know about her adventures around the castle, tell her about the ridings with her pony and the handsome boy who take care of it, ask her about the kind of stuff only an older sister can answer. So, for Anna, having a stationery set to write was the equivalent of having another way to approach her secluded sister.

Knocking on Elsa’s door was overdue. Even so, Anna never gave up and she kept trying for a while. Who knew? Maybe someday Elsa would decide that being isolated in her room was overdue too. Anyway, writing a letter was something totally new, even when it felt kind of weird because they were living under the same roof and their rooms were next door. Actually, it wasn’t so new as she thought. Every Christmas, she sent Elsa a present under the door. However, a Christmas card wasn’t the same as a letter.

Anna’s first letter was about her birthday presents and the amount of chocolate she ate that day. She described the details of the cake, the postcards she received, and the special gift her mother had given her. That night, once she finished the writing, she escaped from her room for a minute and slipped the envelope under her sister’s door.

Most part of the next day, she was anxiously waiting for a reply or at least a signal, but nothing happened. That very night she slipped another letter; this time was about her pony and how much she wanted a bigger horse, but her father had told her to wait to be a little bit older. She complained that she was already old enough, and riding a pony was for little girls. Besides, she was a very mature princess, and she needed a horse in order to impress the stable boy who happened to be so handsome.  Elsa didn’t reply either, and Anna started feeling disappointed. But that wasn’t an excuse for her to give up. So, maybe Elsa wasn’t interested in horses and birthday presents or stable boys, so maybe could be a good idea ask her about what she did or how she felt instead of only telling her things.

Anna decided to write a longer letter, but this time besides talking about herself, she showed a genuine interest in Elsa’s concerns. The real problem was that Anna didn’t know so much about her sister’s likes or hobbies because they barely talked. Crossing paths in the corridor or sporadically sharing meals with their parents wasn’t enough to learn what they liked. Sadly, all the answers Anna wrote never received a reply either.

Elsa’s silence was cold and sharp as her ice power. However, Anna was unaware of the reason behind that silence or her sister having any power at all. So, she kept thinking her sister was mad at her for any reason she didn’t know either.

After a month of writing letters without getting any reply, one morning, Anna saw an envelope under the door of her room. In the beginning, she was sceptical; it couldn’t be possible Elsa had replied to her letters after all that time. But seriously, who on earth beside her sister could be sending her a letter to her room?

Anna took the envelope and opened it; there was a folded piece of paper inside. Once she unfolded it, she found a drawing of a snowman made with ink. It was Olaf!  The same snowman they had built when they were little girls, and Anna always had put him in the Christmas present she had given Elsa every year. The little guy was surrounded by an inscription in runes that she couldn’t read at all.

Biting her lower lip, Anna stared at the drawing for a while. She was wondering what her sister was trying to tell her. At least, Elsa wasn’t upset with her, so maybe she could keep writing her letters. And so she did it. And Elsa replied to them sporadically with drawings of snowmen, snowflakes, or crocus flowers.

One day, Anna decided to try to decipher the runes in Elsa’s letters. She regretted not having paid attention to her tutor’s class, otherwise, she wouldn’t have to look up the runes in the old books at her father’s office.

Entering the office while the king was absent was a big adventure, even if the king was her father. Anna knew that the old books and mainly the ones with old runes, which were used for protocol things, were on the higher shelf.

Climbing was something natural for her, if she was able to climb out of her bed-chamber window, climbing a shelf was a piece of cake, or so she thought. The problem wasn’t the shelf or her ability to climb; it was the statuettes that were over the shelves. The crash of shattering china was loud enough to catch the attention of Gerda, Kai, and of course the king. As a consequence, Anna was grounded for a week of being confined in her room. And she never learned the runes.

Time passed and they got older. The exchange of letters and pictures came to an end. Anna reached the age of fifteen convinced that her sister didn’t care so much about her and that the reason for that indifference was her fault. After all, she was clumsy and eccentric, not the type of sister a future queen could cope with. No more letters, no more knocking on the door, no more invitations to play around, just silence and solitude. However, she kept sending her Christmas presents because she loved her sister even when Elsa didn’t talk her. And no one deserved spent Christmas without getting a gift.

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After being focused on her royal duties for a couple of hours, Elsa took a break, which chiefly consisted of drinking tea and relaxing for fifteen minutes.

After the last Christmas and the visit to the attic which had lead to discover several childhood memories, Elsa brought some personal belongings to her office that she kept inside a locked drawer on her desk.

She felt in the mood for taking a look at them, so she opened the drawer and started looking at a pack of envelopes. They were letters. A warm smile curved the queen’s lips. They were the letters Anna had sent her through the door when they were younger. Elsa started reading them and recalled memories of closed doors, isolation, and invitations to build snowmen.

A pounding at the door woke her up from her dream state. It was Anna for sure; after all those years she had learned to recognize the way her sister knocked at the door.

“Elsa, are you in there?” the princess asked behind the door.

“Come in, Anna,” the queen invited her to enter.

“What are you doing? Can I join you for tea?” Anna sat down on the chair in front of Elsa’s desk without waiting for her sister’s reply.

Elsa put the letters on the desk and smiling at Anna, she poured some tea into the spare cup next to hers.

“Here you are,” Elsa said, offering her the cup.

The princess was sipping her tea while looking at the papers spread over the desk.

“Do you remember these?” Elsa asked, holding a couple of letters in her hands.

Anna dropped her jaw and got still and silent for the first time in a very long time.

“Are those…?”

“Yes, your letters.”

“But… I thought you had thrown them away…”

“What? Why?”

“I mean, you only replied me with drawings and never told me anything…”

“Oh, Anna…”

“I’ve got all the pictures you sent me. Wanna see them?”

Elsa doubted for a second, her break was coming to an end soon, and she had loads of work to do.

“Come on! Let’s go to my room!”

Anna was bouncing in the chair, the next moment she was taking Elsa by the hand, and they were running through the corridors. The queen had a mixed expression on her face -she was unsure and elated at the same time. Her work could wait a little bit longer, but her sister… her sister had been waiting for thirteen years…

Once inside the room, Anna went to her vanity table and took some papers out of one of the drawers. Then, she sat down on the bed and patting the space next to her, invited Elsa to take a seat too.

Elsa couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of her drawings, remembering the nights she spent awake making them.

“I treasured them all this time…” Anna said, looking at them with a mixture of sadness and sweetness.

“Even when I couldn’t understand a single rune you wrote…”

“What?!” Elsa exclaimed. “You couldn’t read them?”

“Nope. They’re old runes! I never paid attention to the Old Norse lessons! I can barely write my name in runes! What’s the point in learning an extinct language?”

“Oh, Anna… I thought you could look them up. I wrote it in runes to encrypt the messages…”

“But all the rune books were mainly at papa’s office, and I wasn’t allowed to go there without permission… not after I broke the sculptures he had on the shelves… while I was climbing to reach out the rune books so I could read your letters…”

Elsa began laughing out loud like she hadn’t done in years. She remembered so well that incident and all the fuss it had caused.

“Hey! That wasn’t funny! Papa was scary when he was angry!”

“I know he was! But I was grateful to you back then because those sculptures were truly ugly!”

Now was Anna’s turn to laugh. Elsa kept staring at her sister fondly still amused by the memories.

“I’ll give you a rune book I’ve got in my bedroom. Be right back.”

Anna waited looking at her sister’s drawings and blamed herself for having been such a fool not to know how to read those damned runes.

Elsa got back carrying an old and heavy book.

“Look them up, it’s easy,” The queen said, giving the book to Anna.

The princess began with the first picture, the one with Olaf.The inscription was at the bottom of the drawing and with the help of the book, Anna was able to translate it letter by letter.

“I…w…an…t…to…bu..il..d…a…sn…o…w…man…to…o. I want to build a snowman too?!”

Elsa nodded. Anna took the other picture that was full of snowflake patterns.

“I…m…i…ss…you…”

Elsa kept silent.

Then, Anna started reading the third one that had a crocus surrounded by tiny flowers.

“I…l…o…ve…you…sis…”

Now it was Anna’s turn to be silent.

“I’ve been such a fool…”

“Anna…”

“No, Elsa! I was so self-centered writing you silly things about me, and I didn’t take the time to look the runes up and try to understand their meaning…”

“Anna, you were a kid… you only wanted to chat with someone…”

“No, Elsa. I only wanted to chat with you.”

“I was self-centered, too, and selfish. I assumed you would understand, and I didn’t tell you anything else. I was afraid of being caught and if that had happened, we couldn’t be in touch anymore. I was afraid to open up to you and hurt you again…”

Anna jumped over Elsa and hugged her. She was sobbing with her face buried in her sister’s neck. Elsa hugged her back and started crying too.

“It’s never too late, ” the queen whispered between sobs.

“Uh?”

“Now we can say everything we were keeping all this time.”

Still, with tears in her eyes, Anna stared at Elsa.

“I missed you a lot Anna,” the queen continued. “There wasn’t a single day I didn’t think about you and how much I wanted to play with you and share everything.”

“You weren’t mad at me?”

“Anna… how could I be mad at you? I just… I was protecting you and you know why…”

“Soooo , sisters forever?” Anna asked with a sheepish smile on her lips.

“Sisters forever,” Elsa asserted. “No more closed doors. No more shutting out. No more letters. Just you and I like in the old times.” Elsa added holding Anna’s hands.

“Like it always should have been,” Anna replied, holding Elsa’s hands more tightly.

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I’ve posted all chapters at ff.net.

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An Unexpected Visitor

When she met Loki at her palace that night, she was terrified because strangers always made her feel uneasy. But once she knew who he was and what were his true intentions, she decided that her chance to finally release herself was in front of her in the shape of the most trickster god. Loki was not there for politics, he did not care about Arendelle’s throne, he did not even care about humans in general. What had moved him was the lust and desire he felt for her. Maybe she was a prize for him, but for Elsa, he was the key to set free the woman who had not had the chance to awake yet.

Fanfiction.net

AO3

A/N: Wow, I finally finished it. I started writing it in May 2014. I don’t remember why or how I started shipping Elsa with Loki, but I remember I had to write it. Back then, I only wrote the first page and then it fell into oblivion due to college and issues in my personal life. This year, after a personal crisis, I decided to resume my writings. Since English is not my native language, it was a true challenge. However, to my surprise, the words began to flow naturally. In addition, this was my first time writing smut. This fic implied I had to leave my comfort zone on several levels. I know it must have some mistakes but after three months of writing, proofreading, and editing, I think I came up with the final version. 

I enjoy a lot writing this pairing even when I know that being a crossover it never would be canon. But transformative works are about imagining new possibilities and worlds beyond the canonical ones, and that the true fun of writing fanfics. 

Rating: M

Word count: 9062

Characters: Elsa, Loki

Type: Crossover, AU, Oneshot

Genre: romance, smut

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My fics (a.k.a. the trash I write) so far

Because @stormxpadme has requested me to share my fics so she can read them (honey, you don’t know what you’re asking for), here is the blatantly self-promoting post with my trash. 

All my fics are Frozen, some in canonverse, some in modern AUs, some crossover. And most of them are shameless smut, you’re warned XD.

Letters from the other side of the door  Anna just turned thirteen and received a stationary set as a birthday present. So, she decided that the person to whom she most wanted to write to was her sister. (Snow Sisters, Fluf, Childhood Memories) One of the few that’s PG.

An Unexpected Visitor  Elsa/Loki crossover and my first smut ever :D.

Memories a continuation to Olaf Frozen Adventure, fluff, childhood memories.

Elsanna Week 2018  The elsanna week celebrated in tumblr in January, 2018. Each chapter is a prompt. Modern AU/Highschool/Elsanna/Non Incest. M for chapters 3 and 7.

Kristanna Smut Weekend 2018 Day 1

Kristanna Smut Weekend 2018 Day 2

Anna and the weird, strange, very good, and lucky day this was a submission to a contest, modern AU, unrelated elsanna, shameless smut.

And then I’ve got several WiPs that I hope to resume soon and of course publish.

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I added a page to my blog with all the links to my Frozen fanfics. I know that there are another one shots scattered in my Tumblr that I didn’t publish in ff.net or ao3 yet.