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[wildbeautifuldamned]

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[aitheros]

ummmm ROYALTY AU ???? Hello

i.  eldest of his family, sigurd is a very eligible prince from the kingdom of edelweiß. however, he finds most princes / princesses to be shallow & unappealing. he craves a match who’s more down-to-earth. unafraid to step outside his / her comfort zone. someone with a sense of adventure. ( he’s basically princess jasmine ) & yes, m/m wedlock is a common occurrence for his culture, because fuck the system. ( how it's allowed despite the need for furthering bloodlines is something i'll touch on . . . eventually. if i use this verse. )

ii. he likes to disguise himself to venture into his kingdom. he goes by an alias. surprise, it's sting. he’s not particularly fond of being contained & loves to explore the towns of his country. the rural ones, too. he especially loves getting to know his citizens, without the pressure of them knowing he’s royalty.

iii. i feel like a pet tiger or large albino snake is definitely a thing for him. ( more princess jasmine vibes, unintentional )

iv.  the eucliffe family comes from a long line of dragon slayers. he, however, has no interest in killing them. he finds them to be very misunderstood creatures & hopes to meet one someday — perhaps bonding with one & protecting the species.

v.  sting does practice magic. but it’s taboo for his family. he studies is light magic. mostly healing, protection, & cleansing. pretending not to be a royal in public is also useful for training.

send me an au & i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it  ╱  accepting !

[frostgrin]

@spiritheart​ starter call

      ❝  Must be nice to be a spirit and be seen without people having to believe in you.  ❞    He replies,  glancing over towards her way.  He takes in her form and he must admit there is a certain air about her.  She automatically earns his respect.   ❝  Do you ever miss it?  Your life before now?  Sometimes I do.  Now that I have my memories...  It’s nice to have a center and identity.  I spent so long without one.  Without knowing myself and who I am other than a name.  ❞

[forthewinn]

@spiritheart​ 

“I want my life back.” Winn all but yelled as he tried to make sense of what was going on in his head. He didn’t want these powers, he didn’t ask for them. There wasn’t a guidebook as to how to handle them and he just wanted to be normal. “I don’t want to be scared all the time.” He knew that Elsa understood, she was one of the few people who did. 

[liishang-moved]

@spiritheart​ + liked.

Tasked with aiding a foreign country wasn’t something Shang had done before. With China’s own war managed a new age of peace was starting. Somehow that led Shang here, to the gates of Arendelle. The cold wasn’t foreign to him, but he certainly was more in favour of mild weather. 

“Your majesty.” He drops to one knee like it’s second nature, eyes close to complete his bow with a lowering of his head. He only lifts it once the bow is complete. Serious but kind eyes meet the Queen’s for a moment. “I was informed you wished to speak with me?”

[recordsstraight]

@spiritheart || Mulan

“I understand your hesitance, your highness-” Mulan began, trying her best to reassure Elsa that having her along even on the most simple of tasks was better than not having her there at all. Not that Mulan thought Elsa to be helpless... the exact opposite. “-but if something happens while I’m not there, you won’t be the only one in trouble.. so for both our sake, please at least give me a chance.” 

[ownsdeath-arc]

🍓 maybe ?? only if u want !

send me a 🍓 and ill compliment u! ,  @spiritheart​

WHEN  I  TELL  YOU  I  AM  OBSESSED.  i  knew  i  would  be  from  the  minute  i  saw  your  blog.  because  hi.  i  was  fangirling  over  an  elsa  following  me  aha.  but  damn.  damn  damn  damn.  it  has  only  gotten  better.  everything  about  your  blog  ties  together  in  the  most  beautiful  way ???  the  writing.  the  formatting.  the  aesthetic.  i'd  say  it  gives  me  chills  but  i  don't  want  to  make  a  bad  joke.  oops.  i  have   ...   admittedly  never  seen  the  second  movie.  but  i  still  can't  get  enough  of  your  blog.  elsa's  voice  rings  so  clear  through  your  dialogue.  and  i  am  just  on  the  edge  of  my  seat.  i  can't  wait  to  interact  with  you!

[victoryclaimed]

SPIRITHEART PRAYED FOR VICTORY: "why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” for kristoff! // spiritheart

✧ MISC PROMPTS ; !

                                 "ah, well---" hand rises to rub the back of his neck as he ducks his head in an attempt to avoid the blond's gaze. "--it might have something to do with having been raised by trolls," he answers as he drops his hand to look over at elsa. "d-don't get me wrong --- i wouldn't change a thing about that, but. . . sometimes it's --- made very clear that i'm. . . cut from a different cloth than most here in town."

                                 he gives an embarrassed chuckle, shoulders rising and falling as his hand rises once more, only to run through his hair this time. he's quiet for a moment longer before he continues, voice soft.

                                 "you and anna are --- royalty, elsa. everyone around me? they're all. . . look, it doesn't matter. it's fine, really. i've made my peace with it and it isn't something that doesn't bother me anymore."

[corvusrequiem]

⚔ THE PRINCESS BRIDE SENTENCE STARTERS ⚔

"who are you?" for jack frost!! @spiritheart​  

                  THE WIND DANCES THROUGH THE NIGHT AIR BRINGING the sound of laughter with it. jack is often most active at night when no one was around. for hundreds of years he’s travelled the world unseen by those who live in it. the mortals never saw him, he was like a ghost to them, only bringing the cold and the warning that winter was coming. this is why he prefers to commit his mischief when the sun has set under the light of the moon. it’s less lonely when no one around him is awake, and more fun to witness the faces of those mortals when the awake to his deeds.

                 he’s perched in the treetops, staff in hand, as he prepares to take flight again. the wind was a good friend of his, and always made flying around such fun. he’s just about to take off when a voice calls out in the darkness. jack stumbles in surprise, and with a yelp falls from where he was standing. he barely manages to hover above the ground only inches from hitting it.  

                 ❛ who said that?! ❜  jack is on his feet in the next moment, his eyes searching the dark until his gaze falls upon a figure. strange. he thought he was alone out here. even stranger was that she could actually see him. there was a presence about her though that said she was more than just a normal human. he could practically taste the magic in the air. it makes jack a little nervous, though he doesn’t show it, and once again he takes flight disappearing into the trees.

                 ❛ jack frost is what they call me! ❜  he calls out to her from where’s he’s crouched, his tone light but his eyes were focused on her in a cautious gaze,  ❛ and what should i call you? ❜

[seidrborn]

‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’           @spiritheart​.     (  FROM.  )

“  AM  I  NOT?  ”

he’s stood tall,  an imposing figure to most,  but not quite to her.     they are two sides of the same magick,  older than midgard itself :    one a spirit,  one a god,  both cut from  the  same  frigid  cloth.

“  am i not the æsir’s calumniator?  ”     loki continues,  his pale skin prickling from within thanks to the chill of jötunheim that it barely contains.     “  the father of monsters?     the end of all things?     do not your people worship at the altar of odin allfather,  milady?  ”

a glance,  cursory.     “  you know the stories of the wicked trickster loki,  yet you would tell me that i am not what they say.     how can that be,  milady cold?     how do you know that am i not what they say?  ”

[adversitybloomed-a]

🌸┊ @spiritheart​ liked  🌺  for a starter !

            ❝  considering that we are CAMPING, i think it is only fair that the two of us splits the chores. ❞   she laughed softly, her head TILTING ever so slightly.  ❝  do you want to take care of the    𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑    while i get    𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏    ?    or should i do the other and then we can both tell STORIES while we rest?  ❞

[nostalgiatm-a]

SEND   🎰  FOR  ME  TO  RANDOMLY  GENERATE  FIVE  SHIPS  BETWEEN  OUR  MUSES  !  ----------  accepting  !

ELSA  ♥  TADASHI  HAMADA  

this  is  a  cute  one  actually  !!  i’d  REALLY  love  to  explore  this  if  i’m  being  honest  ?  ...

ELSA   ♥  GUY

EVEN  cuter  WOW  ok  i  might  actually  dig  this  a  little

ELSA   ♥  GASTON

this  is  Cursed  i’m  laughing  my  god  damn  ass  o FF JAH DFF HELP

ELSA   ♥  GOGO  TOMAGO

hmmm  i  guess  i  can  kinda  see  it  ?  i  think  i’d  have  to  see  it  first  hand  before  i  developed  an  opinion  on  this

ELSA   ♥  JIM  KIRK

fucking  hilarious

@spiritheart​

[aitheros]

“I just saw a spider on my bed and if you don’t handle it right now, I’m gonna permanently sleep in YOUR bed.”

his current house guest had been a very peaceful addition — a pleasant opposite to him.  sting was more than generous with offering her a temporary residence.  he had the extra room, after all.  something about her calm nature truly complimented his rather chaotic one.

but today — he was too tired to function.  the sweet melody of a warm bed sang his name.  of course, that tune was interrupted by her gentle, yet firm demand.

sting shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck in apathy.   ❛  come on, ellie.  you know i’m a feminist.  so i have the utmost faith that you can kill yer own spider.  ❜   

the joke clearly doesn’t land, as he knew she’d be too persistent to let this one go.  he sighs, before rising from his seat.   ❛  alright — let’s have a look.  ❜   sting makes his way toward the guest room.  hands lifting to his hips as he scans the sheets for this alleged intruder.  he whips back the blankets, probably too forcefully — as the vigor sent that abnormally large fucker flying right toward him.   ❛  s-shit —— !!  ❜   he yells, jumping to the side to dodge it.  the fearless dragon slayer, sting eucliffe.

he blindly reaches out, searching for her wrist before pulling her out of the room.  nope.  not today.   ❛  never mind !  grab yer shoes. we’re burnin’ this bitch to the ground !  ❜

CHAOTIC ROOMMATE STARTERS.   ╱   accepting !

[caelestiial]

@spiritheart​ //  sc.

“you  know  i  do  prefer  the  warmth  of  the  sun  against  my  skin  than  the  snow.” the snowman spoke out loud , body  twirling  for  a  moment.  “i  mean  ,  nothing  beats  a  warm  hug  but  the  sun.  oh  ,  oh  i  love  it.  do  you  like  the  sun?  or  do  you  prefer  the  damp  coldness  of  the  snow?”

[doctordonovan-a]

@spiritheart​   said   “we’ve all made mistakes.”   !

 there are mistakes aplenty,      a   part   of   growing   up     -     of   living    -      that   maeve   has   little   doubt   are   as   inevitable   as   breathing.      making   decisions   alone   always   comes   with   the   weight   of   what   ifs,    woman   truly   doubting   if   anyone   alive   is   truly   capable   of   saying   they   are   yet   to   make   errors   that   will   linger   in   the   back  ��of   their   minds   for   an   eternity   to   come.      ‘xavier's   school   for   gifted   youngsters’,      quite   the   name   for   a   place   where   trauma   is   more   abundant   than   happy   memories   even   in   the   youngest   students.     (   then   again,     maeve   often   considers,     perhaps   the   name   is   as   much   tongue   in   cheek   as   it   is   blunt   observation.     nobody   has   said   gifted   will   equal   happy.   )

 ❝   indeed   we   have.      it’s   what   helps   us   learn   who   we   are.   ❞     professor   hums   with   light   smile,     tucking   brown   locks   behind   her   ear   as   she   quietly   observes.     always   watching     -     she’s   heard   the   rumours,      amongst   students,     that   perhaps   that   ties   into   the   mystery   of   whatever   her   own   mutation   is.      ❝   but,    sometimes,     forgiving   ourselves   is   a   little   harder   than   people   realise.     letting   people   in   isn’t   the   easiest   for   anyone   here...     especially   those   who   know   the   risks   of   what   they   can   do.   ❞

song lyrics starters    |    accepting

[recordsstraight]

@spiritheart || Blue Caeruleum

Well ... this was new. The last time he had flown through the skies in this area, there certainly wasn’t a giant fucking castle sitting in one of his favorite spots to decompress, let alone somebody living in the damn place. Circling overhead high enough in the sky that a quick glance would only show an oversized bird, Caeruleum debated for a short while, trying to decide what it was he should do ... 

and chose violence. 

Opening his maw, the dragon demon let out a fierce sound that would shake the walls of the stranger’s ice palace, soaring in quickly, only flaring his wings at the last second to slow his impact a little. With his claws digging into the side of her palace to keep his perch, Caeruleum looked to the woman within, fangs in clear view as he allowed a low rumbling growl continue in his throat, smoke beginning to fall from his maw rather than rise as he slowly (dramatically) slipped his way within