#frozen

[simpofhans]

CLASSIC 😂😂😂💜💜💜💙💙💙💕💕💕❄️❄️❄️❄️💫💫💫💫💫💫🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

Barbie in the newest movie looks like if Elsa from Frozen was in Mass Effect

Don’t ask me why I know this.

[chimyku]

Happy Valentine's Day from our lovely winter duo 🥳🥳❄️

This is inspired by the music video of "Suki Kirai" by Honeyworks (I couldn't think of what to draw for Valentine's so I went scouring through my trusted vocaloid playlist 🥰). I was going to draw their mascots, Kumamaru and Panmy, at the bottom right, but I decided to draw two little snowgies instead.

I also couldn't decide on which background to post, so here's both of them 🥰. Which one do you prefer?

Also, OLAF PLUSH

[sagent-of-chaos]

these genders too damn binary

[pangeen]

" The Arctic Light " // © Filip Hrebenda

[sparrow-and-seed-scrawls]

She folded her hands to hide their shaking. "You can't marry a man you just met," she said. She kept her voice cold, her eyes icy.

The prince didn't flinch. In fact, he even offered a sardonic smile. He had Anna on his arm, the favor of the cabinet, and the love of the kingdom. The queen was merely a pest to squash.

Elsa couldn't breathe as the tension in the room turned sharp. The prince's invisible sword against her throat.

"You can if it's true love!" Anna said.

True love?

Anna knew nothing of it. She knew nothing of the Southern Isles, nothing of the man at her side.

Elsa hadn’t extended an invitation to their kingdom. Of course, though, they’d sent someone anyway. She couldn’t exactly tell them no without confirming what they already knew.

Ladies in long dresses and men in decorated coats spun around them, as though there was nothing wrong at all in the room. Bright music echoed through the ballroom. A steward offered Elsa a flute of some sort of drink.

Bile burned at her throat. She didn't take the flute. This was a game. Perhaps everything in this room was a game, set up by Prince Hans to reveal everything.

He had to know. His kingdom must have briefed him. Why else would he take advantage of her sister? He played the part well, but the coolness of his eyes was what gave him away. Barely noticeable to anyone else, but Elsa had grown skilled in reading people.

He didn't love Anna. He loved the idea of taking the throne and combining their kingdoms into one. He'd have control of the fjords, and that meant control of major trade routes and other kingdoms. He'd have control of Elsa.

His family had already staged the death of her parents. Why not use this chance--the first one in years--to take what they'd been after all this time?

The royal family of the Southern Isles knew of her magic. They'd been waiting for this opportunity since Iduna and Agnarr had died so conveniently in that shipwreck.

So why not send their youngest assassin now? He’d be reckless, perhaps, but he’d also be ruthless. Unyielding.

That’s what scared Elsa the most.

"Anna, what do you know of true love?" she asked softly.

"More than you." Anna stepped back, her cheeks flushing the way they always did when she was upset. "All you know is how to shut people out!"

A few dancers glanced their way.

"You asked for my blessing, and my answer is no. Now,” she steadied her emotions, “excuse me."

“Your Majesty, if I may—” An arm caught hers. His voice tremored slightly. The perfect anxious lover.

Her blood went colder than it already was. “No, you may not. I think you should go.”

A veiled warning, but a warning nonetheless. If he didn’t take it, then it was up to her to decide if she wished to engage him.

He didn’t say a word.

“The party is over, close the gates.”

“Elsa, no, no, wait—” Anna’s voice, her hand on Elsa’s. She turned to admonish her, and her glove came off in her sister’s hand.

Her breath stopped. She tucked her hand behind her, beneath her cloak, nails digging into flesh. If she created even a single snowflake, this carefully crafted illusion would come crashing down. “Give me my glove.”

“Elsa, please. Please.” She clutched the glove between pleading hands. “I can’t live like this anymore!”

Her face began to crumple, and tension’s sword was digging into Elsa’s throat as more eyes fixed on the display in the center of the ballroom.

Shut everything out. That’s how she kept things under control. Shut her sister out, and that would protect the both of them. Anna would forget about Hans.

“Then leave.” The facade of indifference began to collapse inside of her as she moved towards the door. Anna stepped back, eyes wide.

“What did I ever do to you?” she snapped.

“Enough, Anna.”

The music had stopped. Everyone was watching now. Too many eyes, too much expectation, too much fear—

“No, why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?!”

“I said, enough!” Elsa spun. Anna didn’t know. She didn’t know of the magic, she didn’t know of the pressure, she didn’t know of the prince’s true intentions. If she was so set on naïveté, then—

“Sorcery.”

The sword finally stabbed, blade deep in her chest when the room came back into focus.

Sharp, dangerous icicles—a cage and a defense against those around her. Deadly tips preparing to cut into anyone who dared approach.

Because of her.

Prince Hans caught her eye, approval flashing across his face.

She choked.

This wasn’t—this wasn’t—she couldn’t even think. She shoved the doors open, instead, and ran from it all. Protect Arendelle by protecting it from herself.

Shut everything out, and nothing bad can happen. Conceal it.

Let Hans come after her, and leave Arendelle and her sister alone.

That’s what needed to happen.

You are the elder sibling of the Hero. They want your blessing to marry the Villain they originally set out to destroy; now sitting across from you at the same table.

[sorenerlendsson]

Sonic tried to show Shadow his cooking skills but failed miserably lmao (NOT SHIPPING)

[tomorobo-illust]

Thank you for all the Hans art you’ve made! I just found them and they made my week!!!! The way you draw him is soooo pleasing to the eye, I love your art style and your sense of humour :3

I have to also shoutout and credit my partner in crime and amazing writer, @freckledsaint who has written a series of books featuring our dear Prince Hans!!

Check them out here: archive.transformativeworks.org/users/FreckledSaint/pseuds/FreckledSaint/works?fandom_id=33819955

Many of my art and headcanons would not be possible without her <3 We've got lots of things planned for our Prince Hans so keep your eyes peeled!!

[superkitty21]

Between Rent, Wicked, and Frozen I love Idina Menzel's dedication to being a multi-generational queer awakening for lesbians and bisexuals across the globe.

[simpofhans]

AAAAAH SO CUTE TwT AND VARIAAAANNNNN

some freckled sibling pairs thrifting together for rapunzel’s birthday <3 they’re gushing about their partners lol

[londonadayatatime]

Peaceful Winter’s Day, January 2017

[sagent-of-chaos]

i will never hear your name again

[stellarfoam]

Image description: art of Anna and Elsa from Frozen. Anna is wrapped in a blanket with a warm drink next to her. She smiles happily while Elsa hugs her tightly with a peaceful smile of her own. End image description.

[zegalba]

cemetery flowers after the ice storm photography: Peter Fricke

[maureen2musings]

Tampere, Finland

pete_tampere

[simpofhans]

GALE IS JACK I SWEAR!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷💕💕💕😭😭😭💙💙💙💙💙

A 2 hours long deep dive was all it was needed.

"She has ice powers, too!?"

I am amazed at how ONE YouTube video made me ship and read fanfiction, about one ship I couldn't care less about before, like my life depends about it!!!

I. AM. IN. AWE.

It's the leaves I suppose.

Also, did I make Jack glow? Yes.

Did I do it because he looks pretty? Also yes.

It's just for aesthetics. It's not that deep. He's a spirit! He deserves to glow!!!

Thanks to @callimara and @therentyoupay for the amazing fanfic "more than you know". Your contribution to the ship is extremely appreciated! And thanks to introducing me to a whole new world!!!