#frozen fluff

[fandomnerd9602]

Y/N: so Olaf is kind of your son?

Elsa: yes. Him and 35 other snow creatures i created when I had a cold

Y/N: ohmygosh!!

Elsa: what? What’s wrong?!

Y/N: I’m ruined! I’ll have to create college funds for all of them!!

Elsa: darling I love you but you’re overthinking things

Olaf: what’s college? Can I go to it?!

Elsa:

[sleepingdeath-light]

snow day ; elsa

requested by ; anonymous (02/02/23)

word count ; 100

content ; fluff, ice skating

fandom ; disney animated films / frozen

pairing ; elsa x gender neutral reader

read also on ; ao3

For as at home as you felt during winter, you couldn’t help but feel out of place the moment you stepped on the ice.

Though, thankfully, your beloved was an incredible teacher: offering laughter as light as jingling bells and words as sweet as honey to reassure you whenever you fell; helping you get into the right position and leading you around the length of the lake with cold, gentle hands and a grip that was neither too firm nor too soft; never lording her own skill over you or getting frustrated when her instructions didn’t stick. Perfect, as always.

[demigods-posts]

all that i need is for percabeth to be in a situation where the only way they can make it out alive is if one of them can win over a group of monsters by telling a captivating and convincing love story. and it's just annabeth very dramatically and humorously reciting the first five books of the pjo series from her perspective. and the monsters are just eating it tf up. and percy's just facepalming so hard.

[toriisasimp]

Sleepy Scientific Method

Egon Spengler x Reader

Prompt: During a rough night of attempted rest, you are the only one awake in the firehouse, getting a midnight snack. But, when Egon realizes you're awake and more tired than you think, he offers some help to try and soothe you back to sleep.

Warnings: None! Just an INSANE amount of fluff, and unspoken feelings!! We love to see it!

A/N: My first published Egon one shot. I have so many sitting in google docs and thought I might as well start putting them out! Egon Spengler is the loml and I love writing fluff with him. ENJOY >:)

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It was nearing the ungodly hours of the morning, and you had been lying awake on your bunk for at least two hours now. You crane your neck to get a glimpse of the alarm clock next to your bed, and it reads 4:07 AM. Christ, you think- running a hand over your face. You sit up slowly, eyes adjusting to the darkness and seeing four lumps right where you left them, along with the sound of a distant ticking clock, the AC pumping, and Venkman’s snoring. You’d adjusted to it and naturally gained the ability to tune it out when you sleep, so you knew it wasn’t that keeping you up. 

Perhaps it was the four cups of coffee and 53 page research paper you typed up for Egon to read over on the cardiovascular effects of paranormal experiences on humans. 

Snapping out of your train of thought, you finally give up and toss the covers aside, snatching your robe and tossing it over your shoulders before trudging out of the bedroom and into the large lounge area, most of the lights shut off. You flick one on, a small kitchen light sitting above the dining table in the middle of the right corner. 

Squinting and yawning, you stand still for a moment and let your eyes adjust to the sudden change of light before shuffling over to the fridge, opening it up and peeking inside. An aching appetite, perhaps that was it. You grabbed the gallon of milk that you prayed wasn’t expired, checked it by taking a whiff and making the assumption that it was fine. 

You then opened the top cabinet, reaching up and just barely grazing the cereal boxes on the top, before knocking one over and catching it right on time. Cinnamon Toast Crunch, your favorite. You and Egon shared a love for it, while Venkman liked Fruit Loops, Ray liked Lucky Charms and Winston was a Cheerios kind of guy. 

You kept stock of all of them.

You then grabbed a bowl and spoon, and opened the box as quietly as possible and tried to inconspicuously pour it into the bowl, only making a slight clinking sound as the cereal hit the inside of the bowl. You put it back, and poured some milk, just as you heard your name being softly called from the bedroom.

Egon stood in the doorway, holding his robe around his waist with one hand as the other slid on his glasses. 

Your eyebrows raised, immediately feeling guilty for waking one of your buddies up with your midnight cravings. 

“Sorry, I’ll uh- I’ll be done in a second.”

“That’s alright.” He successfully gets his glasses on and finishes tying his robe, as he approaches you at the counter. “An early breakfast?”

“Can’t sleep.” You say while pouring some milk into the bowl.

“Have you considered melatonin?” He inquired, tilting his head.

“Doesn’t work on me.” 

“Hmph.” He hums, turning to lean his back against the counter and fold his arms, eyes scanning over the dark horizon of the rest of the floor of the fire house.

You then stir the cereal a bit, then take a bite and chew as you pick up the bowl and resume the same position as him.

“Sorry if I woke you up.”

“You didn’t.” He shook his head slightly. “I already had something on my mind and was basically awake.”

You tilt your head, take another bite of the cereal and chew while you speak. “What’s on your mind?”

He shakes his head and looks down at the floor.

“Alright.. I won’t pry. For now.”

He smirks and looks back up straight for a moment, before his eyes move over to your tired figure.

“You look tired.” He notes the prominent bags under your eyes, the lack of color in your skin tone, and the downturned position your face automatically takes, rather than the more alert, expressive one it usually does. 

You shrug and nod. “I am. But I have nothing on you- didn’t you say once, gosh, that you slept for like-“

“Fourteen minutes a day? Yeah, I quit that a couple months back. Ray said it was making me a bit hay-wire.”

“Egon Spengler? Hay-wire? Pshhhhh.” You shake your head and giggle softly, and you look down and see the empty bowl of cereal. You must’ve finished it during the conversation. 

“Very funny.” He says plainly, and you can’t quite tell with the sleep in his voice if it’s genuine or sarcasm.

You snort at his response, turning and rinsing the bowl out in the sink before setting it down into it, and sighing softly as you run your hands over your face.

Egon internally goes over the list of strategies to create sleepiness.

“My Mother always used to tell me when I couldn’t sleep to just lay there with my eyes closed. Turns out she raised an insomniac, because it never worked. I always ended up sleeping throughout the day.”

“Have you considered physical touch?” He asks out of the blue. 

You turn, the next words you were going to say getting caught in your throat. You perk a brow.

“What?” You ask, genuinely confused.

“Physical touch. I’ve looked into it myself, and some sources say receiving physical touch can lead the mind into a relaxed state, and could also lead to sleepiness.” 

You let out a puff of air, wondering where he’s going with this.

“Ray says I give good hugs.” He states, almost like a question- trying to prove himself. 

With that, you look over at him, giving a small wiggle of your eyebrow as a silent ask of approval, and he gives a subtle nod, opening his arms just enough for you to step in front of him and up to him so you’re pressed against him, your head resting perfectly against his chest. Your arms naturally fold against his chest as well, not exactly certain on putting them anywhere else.

There’s a moment where he’s not touching you anywhere else, other than where you are touching him- until you feel his arms gently wrap around your waist, his hands folding at the base of your spine. He lets out an audible breath.

You already feel your eyes start to flutter.

“Do I have to-“

“We can just stand here, if that works for you. I don’t mind silence.” He speaks softer this time, more tender- and it makes your shoulders relax.. you didn’t even notice how tense they were.

“Focus on your breathing,” He begins to quietly guide you. “Lower the tongue from the roof of your mouth. Let your eyes shut and your body relax, I’ve got you.”

I’ve got you.

Your face turns slightly further into his chest, and you inhale, taking in his scent.. it’s hard to place, but it makes you smile.

“This is quite the scientific solution, Doctor Spengler.” You say softly with a giggle, and you can feel his chest rumble beneath you as he laughs as well. 

Without another word spoken, he brings his hand up to the back of your head, resting over the bun your hair was tied up in.

“May I?”

You nod, and he gently tugs on the scrunchie, your hair falling out and resting naturally now. 

The scrunchie disappears out of his grip, and it’s replaced with the alluring sensation of his fingers running through your hair, over your scalp.. making you shiver. Your eyes are completely shut, your breaths slowing.

You’re not sure how long he’s been playing with your hair and holding you upright, but you eventually mumble.

“Egon, I might fall asleep standing up..”

And you hear his gentle response,

“I won’t let that happen.”

Sleep tugs at your eyes, your mind, and your entire body begins to give up it’s weight.

As you brink at fully being unconscious, you feel something else peck at the top of your head for a brief moment, before it slumps to the side, and you lose contact. 

But not soon before you feel your heavy legs get whisked up from under you, making you feel completely weightless. 

There’s some soft footsteps, the pause and reach as it suddenly gets more dark, and then more footsteps before you feel yourself getting eased back into your cozy bed. There’s another pause before your blankets are pulled up to rest under your chin, and another one before you feel the same rough, but gentle fingertips brush some of your hair back, and another peck at the skin of your forehead.

Some unintelligible words mumbled, or maybe they’re just sounds.. 

Before sleep finally pulls you under.

And all you dream about is the undeniable comfort and peace Egon Spengler brings you. 

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<3

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Iwneiwnwiwjwjw i have absolutely no clue how to draw clothes so that they don t look like minecraft building blocks but hey i hope y'all enjoy this 😭🫶🏻

[random-writer-23]

Icy Encounter (Kristoff x reader)

Summary: reader owns a flower shop in the middle of Arendelles town square, one day she meets Kristoff and Sven who are in town with an ice delivery, resulting in an icy encounter.

Word count: 7,049

Warnings: Sleigh crash, other than that pure fluff.

A/n: I may have not written Kristoff's characters completely accurately, but I wanted to lean more into Frozen 2 Kristoff's personality where he's just a Lil guy whos all nervous and blushy and stuff, and not his frozen 1 personality where he's really off-putting to the people he meets for the first time. I'll def write that Kristoff personality in the future tho cause much love for my boy. This also didn't turn out exactly the way that I'd planned it, but I like how it turned out for the most part. I might go back and edit it in the future but it's alright for now. Anyway as usual all likes follows, reblogs, and comments are appreciated.

Also I am looking for beta readers to read my writing before I publish them, so if that's something you'd be interested in please checkout the pinned post on my profile.

I huffed pulling the rope that opens the window to my small flower stand in the middle of Arendelles plaza. Clipping the rope to the window frame when I got the window open I propped the door open and started unpacking the flowers I was going to sell that day. Arranging them in gorgeous bouquets and placing them in the buckets of water out front. Putting the leftover flowers in buckets so people could make their own bouquets, more personalized for their loved ones. I hummed a little tune as I set everything up. Giving a glance up to the sky, it was a clear day, perfect for selling. The warm air and sunny skies would drive people to the plaza stalls for merchants to sell their wares. I liked to get to my stall earlier than most of the other merchants just so I can get set up well before the market time rush. I tied bows onto a couple more bouquets before putting them on the shelves. I took a step back from my stand and smiled, perfect, as usual. I looked around the market square to see other merchants setting up their stands. I walked past their stalls looking at what was for sale, to see what I could get my hands on before the afternoon rush, making small talk with the merchants I knew. 

"good morning holly" I waved passing by her bakery stand, as she placed a fresh pie next to her money box. 

"good morning (y/n)!" She smiled waving me over. I backtracked my steps and walked up to her stall window. She wiped her hands on her apron quickly and disappeared to her cart before reappearing with a couple of blueberry muffins, which she placed in a bag for me. 

"Oh thank you holly" my face lit up as she gave me the bag, "I did forget to eat breakfast this morning, so I really appreciate these" I pulled one out of the bag and took a bite.

"I figured you forgot to eat this morning" She laughed, "always up so early but you never take care of yourself" 

"I know! I'm terribleee" I chittered spinning around, "these are delicious Holly thank you!!! Come by my flower stand and I'll give you a nice bouquet on the house!" I said over my shoulder as I walked away from her stall. 

"Sounds good!" she yells back. I kept walking past the other stalls until I got to the docks at the end of the market square. Looking down I saw Harold one of the best fishermen in Arendelle, pulling his catch out of his boat and onto the dock. 

"good morning Harold" I skipped over to his boat happily, and he looked up at me, his frown turning into a wide smile. 

"Oh hello (y/n)!" His toothy grin spread across his face. 

"need some help?" I asked and he nodded. At his nod, I walked down to his level and helped him carry his bag of fish up to his stall. 

"wheres your usual help?" I asked him watching him cut the net and pull a fish out. 

"oh, Stephan? his whole family's sick." He replied examining the fish he had in his hand before putting it in a bucket of water. He was dividing the fish up by type. 

"Oh, that's horrible." I placed my hand over my chest and decided right then that I would make a big batch of soup to take to his family. I watched Harold debone some of the fish, and prepare them all in different ways. Before throwing them into the right bucket. Once one of his buckets was full I picked it up and walked to the front of his stall to place them on display. I noticed he hadn't received his Ice delivery yet, which was crucial to keep his fish cold enough to sell to people. I continued putting his fish out on display at the front of his stall. 

"hey, Harold when does your ice delivery get here?" I asked, but never heard his response as my attention turned toward the screams and shouts coming from the other end of the market, where an out-of-control sleigh was hurtling towards the market. 

"Watch out! move! go move! get out of the way!" The man in the driver's seat yelled waving his hands wildly as people scattered out of the way. I finally turned my attention from the sleigh to the direction he was going and to my horror he was spinning out of control right towards my flower shop. As if in slow motion, he got closer to my stall and I dropped the fish from my hands and ran toward my stall. The sleigh was pulled by a very frightened reindeer whose legs were scrambling in a futile effort to try and stop the sleigh before it crashed. I wouldn't make it in time, I closed my eyes as the sleigh made contact with my poor stall. And the crack of wood and breaking ice from the collision echoed around the market square. When I opened my eyes, I teared up a little at the sight of my poor stall. Broken flower stems lay scattered about the area, stray petals still falling through the air. I heard the groan of a man and the whine of a reindeer as broken piles of wood shifted with movement. A hand came out of the pile followed by a mop of sandy blond hair. Another groan of pain from the man as he pushed the wood off him and his companion. They emerged from the rubble and looked at my broken stall. Seemingly not having noticed me yet.

"My stall" I whimpered, not angry, just sad, my eyes filling with tears, as I sniffled. My sniffle got the attention of the man and his companion and they turned around slowly, the guilt on their face plenty evident. 

"I'm so sorry miss..." the man trailed off not knowing my name. I sniffled again before introducing myself. 

"(y/n)" I mumbled walking past the stranger and his animal to my stall. I picked up stray flowers off the floor. 

"(y/n) right, well I am so so so sorry," the man said mindlessly moving his arms around and walking around to pick up scattered pieces of wood. His footsteps crunching on the ice on the floor. "Sven and I are so sorry, we'll we'll fix this" He rambled on, I didn't pay much attention to his words as I wiped tears from my eyes, and turned to face the man with a small smile on my face. I hated crying in public places, so I quickly changed the topic off my broken stall.  

"Sven?" I questioned, wiping my nose with a handkerchief I found in my apron pocket, I finally looked the stranger in the eye he was kind of handsome I noticed, with sandy blond hair, accompanied by broad shoulders and huge arms.  

"Yeah... uh Sven" He gestured to the reindeer cowering behind him, and I forgot my worries about my broken stall, and my thoughts about how handsome the stranger is my attention focused solely on the poor animal. 

"Well aren't you the cutest thing" I cooed waving at him as he looked at the man for reassurance and then looked back at me and hopped over to me happily after realizing I wasn't upset with him. I reached my hand out to let him smell it, and he licked my hand, wagging his tail. 

"Yeah, he was going too fast, and couldn't stop in time" The man rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, watching me pet Sven. 

"oh well I couldn't stay mad at you" I laughed petting Sven's head and scratching him behind his ears. "you were probably so scared weren't you buddy?" I asked lifting his head with both hands and kissing him right on the nose. He stomped his foot and wiggled his tail, nodding. "you poor thing" I kept petting Sven, and I was in a much better mood after petting Sven, despite my shop stall being in shambles. "I never got your name" I turned to the stranger, briefly stopping my scratches on Svens ears, which was met with a hoof scratching my leg and a small whine of protest. I smiled at Kristoff and his face reddened. 

"oh yeah I-I'm Kri-Kristoff" He stuttered a look of surprise crossing his face for a second before he composed himself. 

"I'd say it's nice to meet you but y'know" I laugh gesturing to my broken stall. 

"yeah. don't worry, uh Sven and I will fix it. promise" He crossed his fingers over his heart, "and we guarantee it'll be better than before, right Sven?" He looked at his reindeer pal and bent down holding Svens head in his hand. "right Kristoff" he said making his voice sound funny. 

"Thank you, Sven" I gave him a quick curtsy and laughed alongside Kristoff. 

"Well, Sven let's get to work" Kristoff winked at me, rolling up his sleeves as Sven pushed me away from my broken stall with his antlers. 

--Time skip to the next morning-- 

"Alright keep your eyes closed!" Kristoff announced from ahead of me, as I was pushed forward by Sven's antlers. 

"They're closed, they're closed!" I laughed walking forward at Sven's nudges, keeping my hands over my eyes, feeling excitement bubbling up in my stomach. 

"Alright Sven stop pushing her," Kristoff said standing right next to me and I felt Sven's antlers leave my back. I heard Kristoff step behind me and felt him grab my wrists with his hands, heat radiating off them. "You ready?" He asked and I could hear the smile in his voice, I nodded finding my words to fail me in my excitement. "alright then, open them" He pulled my hands away from my face and I opened my eyes. I immediately teared up at the sight of my new market stall. 

"Oh, it's wonderful" I whispered breathlessly, blinking back the tears. The stall looked similar to my old one except this one was much bigger, and had a backroom area. They had even built a sign on top of the stall to draw people's attention. 

"Do you like it?" Kristoff asked hesitantly coming to stand next to me, judging my reaction carefully. 

"I love it, thank you!" I squealed throwing my arms around him and hugging him tightly. He let out a huge breath he'd been holding and hugged me back, I let him go pretty quickly realizing I had just thrown myself into the arms of someone I'd known for only a day. Even if he was handsome. Sven let out a loud bellow, and I turned to face him. "and thank you too Sven" I smiled and his tail wagged. He walked over to Kristoff and Kristoff pet him. 

"well that's a relief, I'm sorry for crashing into it in the first place though" he mumbled sheepishly, avoiding my eyes after my surprise hug. "but uh hey you got a new stall out of it so!" He fell silent as we stared at each other for a little while before he caught himself staring and cleared his throat. "well Sven and I will be off now... we'll uh.. see you around?" he asked. 

"yeah, you'll see me" I smiled. 

"cool, cool, cool, alright well. let's go then Sven we'll leave her with her new stall." He started backing up still facing me and backed into a trashcan with a loud thunk. I giggled hiding it behind my hand. "who put that there" He murmured face going red, he looked back up at me waved quickly, and then spun around retreating into the distance with Sven. I giggled to myself turning back around to look at my new stall. My heart fluttering slightly at the thought of him building this just for me. 

-Time skip a couple days later-

Kristoff and Sven definitely made good on their promise they rebuilt my stall even better than before and expanded it so I had more display shelves and even more room in the back for storage. Made it big enough for me to fit a table and chair in, and a stool behind the register counter. It was perfect, so good that it made me sort of glad they broke it in the first place. I would miss my old stall though, but my new stall stands out in the market. I hung some streamers from the stall overhang decorating my stall to attract more customers. After setting up the decorations I unloaded my cart of flowers and started to make the bouquets I'd sell to customers. I finished one of my rainbow tulip arrangements and walked to my table picking up the other bouquets I just made. Taking one last glance at them to make sure they were perfect I took them out to the front of my stall to put them in the buckets of water I have outside. I put them in the water and took a step back from my stall to admire it. All I had to do was put a few more flowers out on display and then it'd be perfect. I ran back to the backroom and arranged a couple more bouquets before deciding to just put the rest of the flowers out for people to make their own arrangements. After a few more minutes of putting single-type flowers in different containers, my display was finally all set up. I put all my leftover flowers in a bucket in the back and then got behind the counter to count the money in my register before my shop opened for the afternoon rush. I was in the middle of counting the coins in my register when I heard the scraping of a sleigh against cobblestone and turned my head to face the sound. Breaking out into a smile when I saw who it was. 

"Kristoff! Sven!" I shouted waving the two of them over, I watched Kristoff smile and direct Sven over to where I am. "I saved you guys a spot next to me!" I beamed walking out from behind the counter to give Sven a couple of scratches behind his ears.

"Oh, thanks!" Kristoff smiled looking over the empty area between my stall and the next. I followed behind Kristoff's sleigh as he moved it in between the stalls. I helped Kristoff unhook Sven from his harness and Sven followed me over to my stand I scratched behind his ears a bit more before picking a singular flower from my buckets and tucking it behind my ear, then I picked another flower of the same type and split the stem wrapping it around one of Sven's antlers. 

"Now we're matching" I laughed as even spun around in a couple of circles, "I'm guessing you like it" Sven nuzzled his nose into my hand his tail wagging, and I looked back at Kristoff to see what he was doing, only to find him already staring at me with a goofy grin on his face. Scrambling to look away once I noticed him staring. "Don't you have some ice to deliver?" 

"yeah, I do, I better uh get going to uh deliver that uh um..." he trailed off. 

"...ice" I finished for him 

"yeah yeah, C'mon Sven" Sven shook his head in protest and sat down next to me stubbornly, I laughed and pet his head. "traitor" Kristoff mumbled furrowing his eyebrows.

"haha, it's alright he can stay with me" I pet Sven between the antlers and his tail started wagging. "If you don't mind of course" I quickly added. 

"yeah yeah no I don't mind" he replied "I can just deliver the ice myself," he said trying to be nonchalant but failing. "don't you worry about it" He grunted slinging a large block of ice over his shoulder to carry to his first customer of the day. Sven and I watched him leave before looking at each other. 

"Now just because I let you stay with me doesn't mean you get out of doing work" I smiled walking back to my store and he bleated mournfully following behind me. 

--Time skip a couple hours-- 

By the time Kristoff finished delivering his whole sleigh of ice the afternoon rush was just beginning, and I put Sven to good use, when the children came up to my stall to pet him (free of charge of course) I allowed them to pick a flower for just a couple cents, and Sven allowed them to decorate his Antlers. By the afternoon so many of the children came up to buy flowers from us, that I had to weave them into his fur. By the time Kristoff came back, Sven was completely covered, and he seemed happy about it with the way he pranced up to Kristoff when he saw him and gave him a pretty little spin to show off his new look. 

"wow look at you Sven" Kristoff laughed and Sven spun again. 

"The kids helped me decorate him" I smiled, "oh that reminds me, here is half of the money he made," I said to Kristoff handing him a pouch halfway filled with coins. 

"oh no I couldn't take this" he refused politely.

"it's not for you... it's for Sven" I laughed, "you can use it to buy him some carrots or something, but hurry up and take it I've got customers" I tossed the bag to Kristoff, and turned to address my customers, it was an old couple who always stopped buy at the end of their day at the market. 

"Hello, Dorris, Hey Martin" I greeted them leaning on my counter, talking with them as I put together a bouquet made of the flowers they pointed out and picked. I made small talk with them waving briefly at Kristoff and Sven before they left. 

--A couple days later-- 

It had to be the worst day of my life, it was valentines day one of the BIGGEST days of the year for a flower seller like myself, So naturally, I ordered at least two cases extra of every type of flower I usually sell just for today but it was just my luck that my shipment never got delivered. I couldn't open my stall with no flowers. I mean sure I have some leftovers from yesterday that I didn't sell but like, those are not nearly enough for a valentines day sale. I stood in front of my stall fanning my eyes so I didn't cry in public which would have been so utterly embarrassing. 

"Hey (y/n)! How's it going!" The familiar voice of my now close friend Kristoff broke through my panicking, and I turned to face him obviously on the brink of tears. 

"oh, Kristoff everything is awful!" I whined bringing my hands up to hide my tears, he quickly parked his sleigh next to my stall which had become his usual place and jumped off hurrying to my side. 

"Why what's wrong? are you hurt? what happened?" He asked hurriedly giving me a small once-over to see if I was hurt. 

"no no I'm fine" I sniffled "it's just that it's valentines day and-and it's my biggest day of the year for flower selling and m-my" my voice became wobbly as I tried to hold in my tears. He rubbed my back gently. 

"It's okay, let it out" He comforted me, and I finally let my tears fall. 

"My flower delivery was never delivered and I ordered tons extra today because it's the biggest selling day of the year!" I cried turning to him to cry into his chest. I heard Sven pawing angrily at the ground and whining mournfully. 

"jeez, it's uh. It's gonna be okay. um, Sven shut up" He grumbled, obviously not knowing what to do. 

"he probably wants to be let out of his harness" I sniffled backing out of Kristoff's warm embrace and moving over to Sven. I unclipped his harness and he walked towards Kristoff headbutting him playfully before walking back to me and nuzzling against me. "Oh, Sven what do I do! The boating docks are completely on the other side of the kingdom, and It'll take me multiple trips to transport all those flowers from the docks to here. By the time I'm done peak selling time will be over and I'll lose so much profit" I started spiraling, my brain jumping to all the worst-case scenarios it could. 

"Okay okay calm down" Kristoff made his way over and started rubbing my back again. okay, what if Sven and I took you and your cart down to the Docks to pick up your shipment?" Kristoff suggested. 

"Oh I couldn't ask you do to that for me you have to deliver your ice" I rejected his offer softly. 

"no no I'm offering, we'll help you get your flowers and get back with enough time to spare for your rush hour." He insisted, and I smiled.

"I'd really appreciate that" I sniffled again tearing up more, my hands flying to cover my puffy eyes. 

"alright perfect plan, Let's get Sven hooked up to your cart and we'll go get your flowers. How does that sound?" Kristoff asked softly, and I nodded silently. He gave Sven a look and cocked his head in the direction of my cart and Sven nuzzled my arm on his way past. "Now is there anything you need before we go?" he asked and I shook my head no. "alright let's get you up on the cart then" He backed away slightly grabbing my hand and helping me climb up onto the cart. I sat down and Dried my eyes feeling a little better now that Kristoff is helping me. I watched him hook Sven up to my cart and found myself smiling. He looked back at me after he hooked Sven up and I averted my gaze acting like I hadn't been staring. He climbed into my cart next to me. "ready to go" He asked nudging me with his shoulder. 

"um, what?" I asked shaking my head to clear it. 

"I asked if you were ready to go?" He repeated, giving me a crooked smile and a small chuckle. 

"oh yeah yeah I am" I shifted away from him, being close to him made my heart race, and my stomach drop. 

"Alright, Sven let's go, to the docks!" He said to Sven and Sven grunted his response and started walking quickly pulling my cart behind him. "We'll get to the docks and get your flowers in no time" He reassured me, I smiled at him. 

"Thanks for doing this for me Kristoff" I smiled tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. 

"of course, it's no problem (y/n)" he answered giving a small snap of the reins to spur Sven on. He started to ramble about something else, but I wasn't listening. I know it's rude but I got distracted, he was just so pretty, and he was so sweet, making sure I was okay all the time, and taking me to pick up my delivery. Just being here next to him got my stomach all fluttery. I snuck a glance at his face, he was staring ahead steering the cart through the streets carefully. He turned towards me with a crooked smile on his face. After a moment he furrowed his eyebrows and I watched his mouth move. He frowned, and he snapped his fingers in front of my face. 

"sorry, what were you saying?" I shook my head, feeling my face burn embarrassed at getting caught staring. 

"I asked how long you'd owned your flower stall?" He lifted an eyebrow. 

"oh sorry um, well I've owned it, for a while, it used to be my parent's stall, they gave it to me when they retired, so now I run it," I explained and he watched my face carefully while I did. 

"That's nice, I've been in the ice business since I was a kid, with Sven."  I started getting distracted again, he was so attentive, and my stomach was getting all filled with butterflies again. What was wrong with me, why was getting all giggly over this man? I'd barely known him for like a week. I can't fall in love with someone I just met, it's absurd. But Kristoff's just so sweet, not to mention how nice he looks, I mean not just his face although that's not bad looking. I shook my head clearing my thoughts and forcefully   squishing the butterflies in my stomach. "we're almost there (y/n)" Kristoff announced regaining my attention, even though my attention had been on him the whole time. 

"Oh, that's wonderful!" I exclaimed clapping my hands giddily. "we'll be back to my stall in no time" I squealed, momentarily forgetting all about my thoughts about Kristoff. 

"and you'll be able to sell all the flowers you ordered!" Kristoff added giving me a side glance, I laughed. Kristoff turned the cart around a corner, and we watched the boats at the dock come into view. Kristoff spurred Sven on and we pulled up to the docks, where men were unloading crates off all the different boats. Kristoff gave a tug on Sven's reins and we came to a stop. Kristoff hopped off my cart and held out his hand to help me down. I smiled, scooted along the seat of my cart to the side he was on, and took his hand climbing down. 

"Thank you," I. said, stepping onto the ground. 

"Now where's your delivery guy?" Kristoff asked looking around the port. I took a glance around the port as well, trying to find out where the girl who usually delivers my flowers is. I spotted her unloading some crates and tugged on Kristoff's arm to get his attention. He turned his attention back to me and I pointed her out. 

"that's her over there" I started walking towards her, and Kristoff followed closely behind me as I approached my very frazzled-looking deliverer. "Lilly, what happened? It's valentines day and I never got my delivery this morning?" I asked the slight upset that I felt this morning slipping into my voice. She turned to face us and a look of relief washed over her face. 

"Oh (y/n) thank goodness your here! My morning has been horrible! My usual help called out sick so I've had to unpack all these boxes by myself, and my cart broke this morning so I couldn't even deliver my deliveries either, I've been trying to find a new cart to use all day!" She panicked, placing her hand over her heart and breathing heavily. All the upset I had felt a few seconds ago drained from my body. 

"Oh Lilly, you poor thing!" I comforted her giving her a hug, and I felt her shoulders shake in my hold. I backed up after a moment, and looked at her. "well my uh... friend Kristoff and I have a cart here, we can help you with the deliveries if you need us to." I took a quick glance at Kristoff who nodded his head in agreement. 

"Oh I couldn't ask you to do that, you have to sell these flowers to your customers," She said refusing our offer. "although if you're so insistent on helping, on your way back to the market can you deliver this letter from me to my customers who didn't get their deliveries explaining what happened," She asked me and I gave a quick glance at Kristoff who nodded his head. 

"I've got time" He smiled, and I laughed. 

"Oh thank you thank you!" Lilly squealed clapping her hands. "Oh yeah and here are your crates" She gestured to a group of crates and walked over to them, lifting the lid off one of them. I took a glance inside and saw buckets full of flowers and water inside. 

"Perfect! Just what I ordered" I smiled and she closed the crate again. 

"I'll just load them onto your cart then," Kristoff said grabbing the first crate, whistling for Sven to bring the cart closer. Once he was out of earshot Lilly whispered to me. 

"he's cute, are you two together?" She said nudging me with her elbow, and I smacked her arm lightly. 

"Oh stop it! No, we're not together" I mumbled feeling my face heat up, and she gave me a disbelieving glance. 

"so you guys are just friends?" She asked, her tone accusing me of lying. 

"Yes! we're just friends now hush he's coming back!" I mumbled as Kristoff walked back into earshot, picking up another crate and walking away to put it on my cart. 

"Okay well, do you like him at least?" She asked and we both looked at him while his back was turned. 

"I don't, like him we're friends!" I insisted and she nodded holding her hands in the air in surrender. 

"fine, fine I believe. you" She said, turning away to write the letters Kristoff and I were to deliver to her other customers. Kristoff came back over to get the last two crates and gave me a look. 

"What was that about?" he asked and my face flamed red. 

"Oh nothing, nothing at all" I mumbled my voice getting all squeaky, Kristoff glanced at me really quick, gave a shrug of his shoulders, and lifted the last two crates carrying them over to the cart. He put them on the cart and turned back to me giving me a large thumbs up, walking back to me, he stood next to me while we waited for Lilly to finish writing the letters. 

"Alright so the addresses are written on each envelope, you just have to deliver them, and tell them they're from Lilly." Kristoff and I nodded and I took the letters from her.  "thank you guys so much for doing this for me, I really appreciate it. I owe you big time" I gave her a big hug, squeezing her tight 

"no worries Lilly, anytime" I let her go and she gave Kristoff an awkward handshake, and we walked to my cart. Kristoff held his hand out to help me up and my face flushed as I took it, he helped me climb up on the cart. I took my seat and glanced back at Lilly who gave me a knowing look, as Kristoff took his seat beside me. I groaned waving her off and dropped my head into my hands. 

"hey, everything alright?" Kristoff asked, looking at me with a concerned look on his face. 

"yeah everything's fine" I mumbled, putting a smile on my face. 

"Alright let's just go deliver these, and then get back to your stall so we can set up in time for the rush." Kristoff gave a flick of Sven's reins which signaled Sven to start walking. 

--Time skip-- 

We finally finished delivering the notes Lilly gave us and Sven pulled up next to my market stall. Sven stopped the cart, and Kristoff got out, once again holding his hand out to help me down. I smiled and took it, hopping down off my cart  I walked over to open up my stand window. Kristoff started unloading the crates and as he did I put the buckets out on display to show off the flowers. Once I put all the flowers out on display I took the extra to the backroom and started working on my valentines day bouquets. Kristoff unhooked Sven from his harness and then came to the backroom with me. 

"Anything I can help you with (y/n)?" He asked scratching the back of his neck, nervously. 

"well all I have to do now is make my custom bouquets," I told him arranging some flowers in the bouquets and wrapping them with plastic and a pretty bow. 

"Alright, how do I arrange them?" He asked rolling up his sleeves. I turned to him with wide eyes, and my stare drifted to his forearms, I averted my gaze quickly back to his face. 

"You want to help?" I looked at him confused, and Sven poked his head through the door and moaned as if agreeing with me. 

"Yeah, why not" He shrugged picking up a rose by its stem. I smiled and started explaining the flower code to him and how to arrange an appealing bouquet. Soon we had arranged a bunch of bouquets and Kristoff helped me set them out on my display shelves. And the second we put the last bouquet in a bucket the market flooded with shoppers, many of them making their way to my stall to buy their lovers flowers. 

--Time skip to end of the day--

"Thanks for all your help today Kristoff" I mumbled handing change to my customer, sighing as I sold my last bouquet. I gave a long sigh, and Kristoff echoed my relief at the end of the day. 

"It was my pleasure trust me, I'm always happy to help" He assured me and we walked out of my stall to stand next to Sven who was laying down next to my stall. He stood up at our approach and licked Kristoff's face before nudging me with his antlers gently, I pet between his ears and he wagged his tail. I turned to Kristoff. 

"I really do appreciate all your help" I smiled leaning in to give him a hug. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me enveloping me in a tight hug. Boy was he strong, I mean I knew he had to be in shape cause of how big his arms were, and the fact he delivered ice for a living, but this hug was bone-crushing. I found myself leaning in to lay my head on his shoulder. He smelled nice, like leather and the forest, very earthy scents. I finally came to my senses, and lifted my head off his shoulder quickly, backing up out of the hug quickly, and looking at my feet. I looked at Kristoff for a split second before looking back down at my feet. 

"Well I should start closing up shop" I mumbled wringing my hands. 

"oh yeah yeah, you gotta get home haha" he replied and we drifted into a tense silence. Sven huffed after a minute and spurred Kristoff into action. "alright well I have to feed this guy" he patted Sven's side with a loud thunk, and I smiled. 

"see you tomorrow?" I asked taking a couple of steps back from him and Sven.

"yeah see you tomorrow!" he replied his face brightened, and he and Sven walked away, I waved them off, with a sigh. I turned back to my stall, thinking about what Lilly said earlier. Then I thought about Kristoff, how he gave me butterflies and made me nervous, and was so kind,  and funny too, and he smelled so good. A giggle slipped from me at the thought of him, and my eyes widened at the realization that Lilly was right. I groaned and let my head hit the wall of my stall. 

I was in love with Kristoff.

--Time skip a couple days--

After the revelation that I liked Kristoff, I didn't know how to act around him. Every time he'd come around with Sven to visit me at my stall, I'd give Sven a carrot from under the counter, and then avoid Kristoff's gaze as I tried to busy myself with unimportant tasks, so I didn't have to think about him. 

"knock, knock" I heard the familiar voice of Kristoff, and I tensed up. Taking a deep breath I turned around to face him, with an easygoing smile on my face. 

"Well hello there boys" I smiled leaning on my counter 'act casual act casual'  I thought. My heart started beating faster when Kristoff gave me his goofy crooked grin.  I smiled reaching under my counter and pulling out one of the carrots I've started keeping down there for Sven. He stood up on his hind legs putting his front hooves on my counter and took the Carrot from my hand. Climbing back down he looked at Kristoff smugly and sat down to eat his carrot. I finally looked back at Kristoff.

"what can I do for you?" I asked smiling giving Kristoff my full attention and trying not to get distracted.

"Well, so, okay well, so here's the thing" he started stumbling over his words and Sven rolled his eyes next to him. 

"go on" I pushed gently, and Kristoff nodded clearing his throat. 

"So you see, there's this girl I like, and uh I wanted to ask her to dinner with some uh flowers, an I uh thought well who better to get flowers from, than from the best flower shop in Arendelle" He laughed rubbing the back of his neck nervously. I felt my heart drop down to my stomach, he liked another girl, and my smile dropped into a frown. But I took a deep breath and plastered the biggest smile I could on my face. 

"alright well, I'll see if she's available" I paused for a moment "she's available" I laughed, "now what kind of flowers were you thinking?" I asked 

"I have no clue, that's why I came to you" He chuckled. 

"alright let's see, well I have some default romantic bouquets with roses and the like, or you can create your own bouquet with flowers you pick yourself," I explained. 

"yeah let's do that," He said. 

"Okay sounds good, so what flowers do you want to put in the bouquet?"

"I uh- have no clue"  He murmured sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. 

"that's okay, let's see I personally like these red tulips which symbolize a declaration of love, and maybe a white calla lily symbolizing magnificent beauty, Some Boston fern leaves for sincerity..." I start mumbling more to myself going into my bouquet-making mindset, adding flowers and taking some away, thinking about the meaning behind each flower, even though the receiver most likely does not know the flower code. But it's my attention to detail that makes my bouquets the best in the kingdom. Once I finally feel that the bouquet is perfect I tie it up with a bow and present it to Kristoff. 

"oh man (y/n), it looks great, how much do I owe you?" Kristoff grinned taking it from me and digging in his pocket for some money to pay me with, I waved him off. 

"oh nonsense, what's one bouquet of flowers between friends" I mumble desperately trying to keep the smile on my face until he's gone, "now go get her Kristoff!" I exclaimed and he blushed nodding. 

"alright I'm going, See you later (y/n)! C'mon Sven" He patted his leg with his free hand and Sven got up following behind him. I waved until they rounded the corner and were out of sight, and it was then I broke down and dropped my head into my hands and cried. He was in love with someone else and I was stupid for letting myself fall for someone I just met. I wiped my teary eyes on my apron, taking a deep breath. I still had customers to attend to so there was no use crying over a boy not yet. I took time to fix my appearance, drying my eyes and making. sure I looked alright, before going back to the front of my stall to attend to customers. 

--Time skip 3 hours-- 

I started packing up earlier than everyone else in the market square, at 4 bell chimes instead of the usual 5 or 6 if it was a busy day. Packing up the rest of the flowers I put them in buckets full of water to put them back out for sale the next day. I started pulling on the ropes that would pull the stall overhang down to block my counter window locking it into place. I had just locked my stall door, taking one last look to make sure everything was cleaned up when I heard someone clearing their throat behind me. I turned around and to my surprise saw Kristoff and Sven. I took a closer look at them and noticed Kristoff's sandy hair was combed back and he was wearing a nice outfit I'd never even seen him wear before. My gaze drifted from Kristoff to Sven and I saw even he had a little bowtie on. Kristoff cleared his throat again.

"um good afternoon er evening Miss (y/n)" he said stiffly giving me a small bow and I giggled. 

"good evening" I replied curtsying, trying to act like I hadn't cried over him a couple hours ago. 

"I was wondering if, you would do me the honor of accompanying me to dinner tonight?" He asked pulling the flower bouquet I made earlier out from behind his back, and offering it to me. I gasped softly and a wide grin spread across my face. I was the girl he was in love with! 

"oh, of course, Kristoff!" I answered happily taking the flowers, I watched all the tension in his body wash away at my response, and a huge smile stretched across his face. He picked me up in a hug and spun me around making me let out a surprised squeal. He put me down soon after, enveloping my hand in his. "so where are we going?" I asked and his eyes widened. 

"well you see I never really got that far... I was so focused on trying to get you to say yes that I never really planned for what do to if you said yes..." He murmured sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck with his other hand. I laughed loudly at his statement and he soon followed letting out a couple of chuckles as well. 

"It'll have to be somewhere that allows reindeer of course" I smiled and Sven snorted his agreement happily. 

"oh yes, of course, may we go?" he asked taking his hand from mine to offer me his arm. I took his arm and started walking. 

"we may" 

--Fin--

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[aryxchse]

confused bakugou is my favorite bakugou

hes a smart guy we know that, but sometimes he doze off too. he's a kid after all.

and actually, you like that side of his too.

because this is one of the rarest times where he is actually not yelling and talks like a normal person.

like one time aizawa explained that days training and he was thinking something else, so he couldnt get it that much.

after the class dismissed to make their own groups, you felt a sudden tap on your shoulder.

and let me tell you, a calm bakugou was the last thing you expected.

"bakugou? uh, what's up?" you asked gently as usual. you were always gentle and nice around him anyways.

"uh, i kinda dozed off while mr aizawa was talking so um, could you explain what were doing real quick?" he said with a calm voice.

with a calm voice.

you never realised how hot and relaxing his voice was so you frozed for a couple of seconds. "oi dumbass, did you not hear me?" he tapted your shoulder again.

and he was still calm while doing it.

you shake your head and smiled. "yeah yeah, i can explain."

and he was totally focused through the whole talking. focused AND calm. like- what.

"andd thats it." you finished explaining and he nod. "like i expected, easy." he said. he had a faint smile on his face.

then he was about to leave but he quickly turned around. "uh.. thanks."

you're eyes were wide open, so was your mouth.

"um, you're welcome?" you said with a shocked expression and it made him chuckle a little bit.

"see ya at the battle field idiot!"

[dadakinnskywalker]

In Sickness and In Health

POV: Mark Estapa taking care of a sick Y/N 

Between your chem lab and your physics exam, to say today had completely drained you would be an understatement. You had been up all night the night before studying and hadn’t even realized how strongly your head hurt until you finally laid down. You grabbed your phone to check the time, 3:37 pm. You had about 4 hours until your boyfriend's game. Enough time to take a nap and then get ready. You sent Mark a good luck text, changed your clothes, set your alarm for 6, and shut your eyes. You wake up not to your alarm, but to your boyfriend shaking you awake with a frantic look on his face. 

“Y/n, wake up” Mark says still shaking your shoulders trying to get you up 

“Mmhdjfdhjh” you mumble, still half asleep.

“Y/n.” He says more stubbornly

You finally roll over to face him standing over you only to realize two things. One, everything hurt. Two, it was 9:57 p.m. and you had slept through your boyfriend's game. 

“Oh shit Mark, I swear I set an alarm for 6.” You sit up as quickly as you can. “I must of slept right through it” you say, your voice raspier than usual. 

“Are you sick?” Mark asks hearing the tone of your voice. “I was worried when I didn’t see you during or after the game, I came right over.” 

“I-I don’t know, I didn’t feel great after class so I took a nap, but now I just feel like I got hit by a bus.” you say bringing your hands to your face. “I’m so sorry I missed your game, I know how much it means to you.” You feel the guilt flooding over you. 

“It’s not your fault y/n, your health means more to me, plus we won 5-2, so it wasn’t a close game.” he says with a smirk while taking his jacket off before coming to sit down next to you.

“I still feel bad.” You admit, but your throat is so sore it hurts to talk. 

“Don’t. I’m just glad you're okay.” He insists

You let out a cough and lay back down as Mark grabs you a Tylenol and water from your fridge. You can only focus on the pounding in your head as you wait for him to join you in bed. When he finally does, you snuggle up to him with your head on his chest as he turns on Netflix and starts playing the show you guys have been watching together. He gently runs one of his fingers through your hair and his other hand is wrapped around your waist holding you close. You try your best to stay awake but you fall asleep quickly to the sound of his heartbeat. 

You wake up to the feeling of nausea in your stomach. You quickly roll out of bed, careful not to wake Mark up, and run to the bathroom to throw up whatever contents were in your stomach. You sigh and put your head down against your arms on the toilet. Your body feels weak and your head feels like it's physically weighing you down. You can’t remember ever feeling this sick. Despite your efforts of being quiet, Mark appears at the doorway. 

“Shit baby, come here.” He says as he lowers himself on the floor behind you. He puts a wet rag on the back of your neck and you lean back against him as he begins to support your body weight.

“I’m sorry” you say weakly 

“Shhh you have nothing to be sorry for.” he lightly kisses the back of your head and brushes some loose strands of hair behind your ear. 

You fall asleep leaning back against him and he gently carries you back to bed. You don’t remember how you got there when you wake up in bed. Mark is quick to notice your sudden alertness and greets you with a kiss and chicken noodle soup.

“Good morning babe. Uh, I kinda made you breakfast.” he says awkwardly as he hands you the bowl of soup.

“Thank you Mark, for everything.” You can’t help but smile as you thank him.

“Of course y/n, I mean, you know what they say, in sickness and in health.” He says smugly with a grin on his face. 

You laugh as you begin to blow on your soup to cool it down before spending the rest of the morning cuddled up in bed watching his game from the night before. 

[beanswrites]

New Fic "If The Cabin Walls Could Talk"

heyyy guys!!

my new fic "If The Cabin Walls Could Talk" is now posted on my Ao3 account!! I actually started writing this a while ago but never finished until now. It was supposed to be a cute one shot and it turned into 12k words and a two shot. Oh well. Hope you enjoy!

pairings: Kristoff Bjorgman x Princess Anna (from Frozen)

tags: fluff, smut, a littleee angst, hurt/comfort, first time, loss of virginity, ao3

summary: Kristoff and Anna take a trip up to Kristoff's long forgotten cabin as a little romantic getaway, trying to reawaken the spark Anna feels that they've lost. Kristoff, caught up in his own worries for the future, is uncomfortable with the amount of privacy they have, afraid they will do something stupid and ruin Anna's reputation. However, the young couple is far too attracted to each other to resist... Besides, what happens in the cabin stays in the cabin, right?

click here to read the whole thing!!

“Do you not want me?” She asked, her voice full of confusion and sadness. She knew she wasn’t anything too special, but was she really so repulsive to him…?

“Anna…” How could he tell her that he wanted her more than anything else? That there wasn’t one ice-harvesting trip where he didn’t think of having her all for himself? That his greatest dream was getting married and the blissful wedding night that would come after? 

He reached for the door.

“No, Kristoff, you don’t get to hide in the stable with Sven! Answer me! Do you not want me?”

“It’s not that, Anna…” He slightly opened the door.

“Then what is it?! What’s wrong, then?! What are you so afraid of?!”

His restraints, like a rope that’s been stretched too far, burst.

“I’m afraid that, by being with me, you’re going to ruin your future chances, Anna!” He yelled, finally turning to her.

[groovinrightalong]

SPENGLER SIBLING FIC IS POSTED!!!

A snippet:

“Is she your girlfriend yet?” She asked, hands folded in her lap.

Trevor looked up, mildly startled.

“What?”

“Lucky.” She tilted her head, eyes rolled up and to the side. “You text her a lot. And talk about her. Is it because she’s your girlfriend?”

“Oh.” Trevor glanced away, face tinting pink. “I mean, she’s- we’re taking it slow.”

Phoebe quirked an eyebrow.

“You’ve known each other almost three years,” she reminded him, in case he’d forgotten. “I think you can speed it up a little.”

[fandomnerd9602]

Being Married to the Snow Queen

Elsa x Knight!Reader Headcanons

You were her protector but also the one who stole the Snow Queen’s heart

Anna was cheering for the two of you, she called you her OTP. Whatever that means

You and Elsa were ‘courting’ in private. You stole kisses whenever it was just you and her. She read her favorite books of poetry to you and vice versa.

The Snow Queen just loves being held by her knight. Made her feel loved and safe.

Elsa was the one who asked you to marry her. Technically it was forbidden for you to ask for her hand, she was the queen after all.

You and Elsa wanted a simple wedding. Nothing too fancy or extravagant.

Maybe you shouldn’t have let Anna or the Trolls be the planners.

The wedding ended up being the most extravagant ceremony the Trolls ever put on. You’d hate to see what they’d do for Anna and Kristoff.

Olaf was the ring bearer and Sven was best reindeer. Anna was her sister’s maid of honor. Grandpabby Troll was the Justice of the Peace.

You and Elsa were just happy to finally call one another’s.

She still calls you her knight and you call her your Queen.

You’ll steal any and all time you can with one another.

Elsa will pull you off somewhere and shove you into a closet if she has to just to make out with you.

Kisses? Elsa is a huge fan of any kiss to her face. She giggles when you kiss her eyes. She shutters when you kiss her jaw. And she practically melts when your lips capture hers.

Hugs? Elsa loves hugs from behind. Add in a little dancing sway to the mix and she just melts.

After a long and stressful day, Elsa just loves lying under the covers with you holding her close.

Big spoon or little spoon? Depends.

Elsa’s mischievous side has emerged and you couldn’t be happier. Being with you allows her to be more playful.

She’ll sometimes put an ice wall over your bedroom doors so you and her won’t be disturbed.

Elsa just loves the fact that she can grow old with you and knows that you’ll show your kids just as much love as you show to her daily.

Speaking of kids, the council has been inquiring about potential heirs lately. Elsa politely yet directly tells them to mind their own business.

Truth is you and Elsa have been having those same talks. She’d love to have a little boy or a little girl. Maybe one of each.

Olaf has called dibs on being godsnowman.

Your marriage to Elsa is one full of love, light, and a few laughs. Definitely the woman you can’t live without.

[annaofthenorthernlights]

Love can see beyond

Part II Frozen canon-divergence post F2 / Moana (2016) crossover fanfiction Pairing: Kristanna Rated M for angst/hurt/comfort (see tags on AO3)

Thanks to my two absolute amazing beta-readers, @hiptoff and @reconciledviolence729!

After their visit to the Southern Isles, King Kristoff and Queen Anna have returned to Arendelle. A new quest will test their faith and courage as they face an unexpected fate….

Chapter 17/42

Now they all stood to say goodbye and watched their sister ride off on Nokk towards home. Sven and Fiona grunted piteously, while Olaf waved until the ice horse disappeared behind the cliffs.

[frozenpolishfangirl]

Not me having many headcanons about Hans and Helsa, wondering about many possible occasions of their reunion and later relationship, and fantasying of Hans's countless jobs/hobbies after he escaped from the Isles and needed to do something that feels right to him and his future life 🤣😭❤️

[toriisasimp]

Chapter 3 of ?: Crunch Bar

An Egon Spengler x fem!reader mini series!

Chapter 2: https://www.tumblr.com/toriisasimp/747191124399210496/chapter-2-of-unwelcome-guests?source=share

Chapter 1: https://www.tumblr.com/toriisasimp/747108978172018688/chapter-1-of-just-ask?source=share

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Prompt: You and Egon are caught red handed the morning after the gala! After recalling the events of the night before, you begin looking into exactly what caused the inflammation of ghosts the night before.

Warnings: None! Some Egon fluff then Gozer infodump later. I tried my hardest.

A/N: A short chapter! I was going to write some more, but I liked it the way it was. Enjoy!!

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“Aww, look at them.”

You stir, and are brought to consciousness by the sound of shuffling and the click of a polaroid camera.

Your eyes squint open, and you are greeted by Ray and Peter, who are standing over your bed. You grumble, and begin to move- before you notice the pair of arms wrapped around you from behind.

Craning your head just enough to look behind you, you spot a sleeping Egon- glasses abandoned on the bedside table. Still in his parts of his tux from the night before- the white button down with rolled up sleeves and the top two buttons undone, his black slacks and black dress socks. He looks ethereal curled up next to you, the blanket only covering some of his legs. Most of it was over you, keeping you warm.

“Good morning, sunshine!” Peter greets, and looks down at you with a grin that makes you want to slap him. Ray is holding a polaroid camera in one hand, the other flicking around a photo that was developing.. And you assumed it was one of the two of you.

“Fuck off, Venkman.” You grumble tiredly, shifting slightly in the bed. You feel Egon’s arms tighten around you, and he stirs slightly as well. 

“Listen to the woman, Pete. Both of you, scram.” Egon mumbles groggily, pulling you back down to rest back against his chest. His eyes remain shut, and you feel his thumb rub circles under the blanket over the soft skin of your bare stomach. You noticed you were only in a t-shirt, one of Egon’s black undershirts that he usually wore under his uniform.

“Sorry, you guys are just so adorable.” Ray shrugs.

“That’s great to hear, Ray. Now please, get out.” Egon shoos them out, the only sign of his consciousness being his voice. Your eyes flutter shut, and you hear two sets of footsteps shuffle out of the room, and the door shut quietly behind them.

“Sorry about them.” Egon murmurs into your hair.

“..’s alright.” You whisper, your hands moving to rest over his that were around your waist. As you lay there, awake but still- you try to recall the moments of the night before.

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After you returned home from the gala, you made your way up to bed. A strike of interest shot through you, and you smirked to yourself as you abandoned your own dresser to wander over to Egon’s, glancing side to side before you opened the second drawer, where he kept his undershirts- and snatched one out, pulling it over your head. You shut the drawer and made sure everything was in its place, before you sunk into bed, feeling exhausted from the night’s events.

You heard the boys downstairs, talking and walking around as they cleaned up for the night. Ray, Peter and Egon all came into the bedroom, doing their best to try and be as quiet as possible so they didn’t bother you. Your heart fluttered at the thought that the three of them were trying not to wake you.

You eventually dozed off, and so did they. It was later in the night when you felt some rustling beside you, and you woke up and came to the realization that Egon was up from his bed, and was gently sliding into yours, settling beside you.

Your heart raced for just a moment, until you felt his arms sneak around your waist, his warm chest pressed against your back. His lips found the top of your head for a moment, and he murmured something before settling still.

-

Fast forward to later that morning, and you and Egon were both up. He was looking into some slime he collected from the ghosts they busted the night before, and you were doing some research on why those ghosts vaporized in the first place. What Egon didn’t know is that you had been sneaking around a Crunch bar all morning, trying to find the right moment to surprise him with it. You had been out of them for a couple of weeks, and Egon had been devastated by the lack of sugar in the fire house.

Sitting with a book and notepad in front of you, you glance up to see his back facing you, looking rather focused on his work.

“Pssst.” You whisper, trying to get his attention. “Spengler.” Egon turns his head. “What is it?” “I have a surprise.”

Egon tilts his head, furrowing his brows. “A surprise?” “Yes, a surprise. Come here.” You wiggle your finger to motion him to come closer, and with a soft sigh he obeys, striding around the work bench to stand next to the swivel chair you were in, and you turn to face him.

With no warning, you slip the Crunch bar out of your pocket and extend it towards him. You can see his eyes light up as he looks from you down to the candy bar, a small grin playing at his lips. “I thought we were out.” He states, reaching to take the Crunch bar.

“We are, and I was planning on sneaking this to you last night, but we were a bit occupied.” You state with a soft snort, and Egon laughs. “How nice of you. Thank you.” He smiles down at you, sliding the candy bar into his front pant pocket before he leans down to press a brief kiss to your forehead, before turning and walking around to go back to his work.

“I think I’ve figured out why those ghosts were vaporized, at the time of the gala.” You state, flipping through your notes. “Oh?” He turns to face you from across the table.

“Yeah. I’ve read up on all the information I could find about the Gozer exhibit, and it turns out there’s rumors of a Gozerian cult that meets in the exhibit hall. Summoning ghosts and the likes, chanting, trying to rebuild Gozer. Like, from the ground up.” “They’re trying to rebuild a god?” “Apparently. Or at least make something that is similar to him. Still gives me the creeps, I mean, people that worship a dead god.” You shiver slightly, turning the notepad around and sliding it across the workbench for him to take a look. He flips through, humming and mumbling a few “Interesting”s, before he returns the notes back to you. 

“I suggest we inform Ray. We could go take a look at the exhibit, see if there’s any evidence of their meetings. That being said, it would be wise to find out when they meet first.” You nod. “My thoughts exactly. We shouldn’t intrude on them until we know exactly what it is they do.” You glance down at the book, pointing to a paragraph.

“It says here they conduct lots of rituals, commit lots of kidnappings and public disturbances, and the only reason they haven’t been dealt with by the authorities is, well.. Nobody has caught them.” “A disappearing Gozerian cult that likes to kidnap people and summon ghosts. How lovely.” Egon folds his arms, and you snicker. “Just another day at work, eh? Hey Stantz!” You call Ray up to brief him on the discovery.

-

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[cakesmelons]

There are his kisses(I have to go to sleep)

Does Error deserve this? No. Will I still give it to him? Yes. I'm not a personal fluff lover for nothing

[iambellarose1816]

When she's by my side, all my problems fade away. It's only her and I that exist in the moment.

- Hans Westergaard