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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ��� = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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“So, you ever kill a man?”

DREAM DADDY STARTERS          ✘  @thwpfwp

  The question startles, evidenced by the widening of eyes and raise of eyebrows. That… is NOT the sort of question she expects to hear, particularly not so out of the blue, and it… UNSETTLES her, to a degree. Hands begin to wring and Elsa promptly averts her gaze, giving a weak shake of her head.

     ❝ No. Fortunately… Fortunately not. ❞

But she has been close. Numerous times, all accidental. Save for… ONE instance, wherein her own life had been threatened.

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victoryclaimed‌  /  lance.

if one was ready to do the crime, they should be ready to do the punishment ——- even if the punishment sucked troll slime. the first trip to hogsmeade of the year and he was forced to stay back while all of his friends went out and had fun. without him. though he supposed he had asked for it — totally worth it though.

hands drag down his face after rereading the same sentence for the fifth time. if he was forced to stay within the castle, he might as well use his time to study, right? even the class clown had to keep his grades up if he wanted to be an auror. when he lowered his hands from his face, he found a box pushed before him, blinking to look at the hand at his shoulder, then up at elsa as she spoke.

eyes widen and, not for the first time, he counted his lucky stars to have been blessed with such a good friend who got him treats even when he probably didn’t deserve them. her words brought a warm smile to his lips, eyes watering as he beamed at her. 

        “yes —- and i love you.“ one hand moved to rest over hers, giving it a tender squeeze as the other reached out to pull the box closer to himself. "ah, you didn’t have to get me these, princess — bu-but thank you !” he pulled his hands back to gather his books, pushing them off to the side. he had stared at them long enough and would welcome any distraction from them. “did you want some? it’s the least i could offer—”

  An overdramatic response to a couple of Cauldron Cakes, but the theatrics had always been part of Lance’s charm. Laughing quietly, Elsa took her hand from his shoulder and brought it down to sit with the other in her lap, eyes following the books as they were all pushed out of the way. Well, she was glad to see that he’d been using the day for homework, even if that was just slightly unexpected.

     ❝ You’re sweet, but no, those are for you, ❞  she replied, smile appreciative and affectionate. Having bought them specifically for Lance, she’d rather he had them for himself. Besides, it wasn’t as though she hadn’t purchased some sweets for herself --- being from a wealthy family meant enough allowance each month to treat herself and her friends.

     ❝ You’re welcome, though. I suspected you might need something to brighten your day. ❞  Even if maybe treats weren’t the most deserved thing... she figures that being stuck at the castle all day was probably lesson enough for him. Raising her arms then in order to rest them, folded, atop the table’s surface, Elsa glanced from the Gryffindor to his pile of books, gesturing to them with a nod.  ❝ It looks like you made something useful out of the day, at least. Did you accomplish much? It must have been quiet enough to focus with most of the school... out for the day. ❞

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vagasbonds‌  /  elias.

PANIC RISING IN HER , PANIC RISING IN HIM : ❛ o - okay , okay ! i’m sorry , i’m sorry ! lemme just – ❜

it’s painfully slow seconds before elias’s hands are able to retract and contain the flames once more. it’s hard when the they flicker at the speed of his beating , panicking heart. amber eyes can’t focus on the flames sole - y as he desperately searches elsa for any sort of harm. only then does he finally have full mind to breathe in and out ( FIRE SLOWLY FALLING TO HIS REPETITION ).

once it’s finally gone , hand goes to rub his face and droop in exhaustion , ❛ i’m … i’m sorry , elsa. that was … that was too much. i should’ve paid more attention. are you okay ? ❜

  It feels like an eternity before she notices any change in the flames, and even then it feels like every minute that passes might be an hour. Slowly, almost painfully slowly, the fire dies down until they’re left with nothing but scorch marks across the ground, the odd splash of water from where her ice and snow had been melted, and the ever creeping frost still spreading from beneath her feet. Still... it could be worse.

     ❝ No, it’s-- it’s okay. ❞  Shaking her head, Elsa draws her hands in toward her chest and closes them around one another. A deep inhale, and she tries to slow the rapid, anxious fluttering of her heart.  ❝I’m okay.❞

Breathing out, she opens her eyes and looks over to Elias, worry in her brow.

     ❝ Are you alright? ❞

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Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator Sentence Starters

“Betrayed by my own butt yet again.”

“Can you explain memes to me?”

“Contrary to popular belief, penguins are… birds.”

“Did you think I was gonna stab you just now?”

“Don’t cry. Don’t cry. I swear to god if you cry again.”

“Don’t write checks your dick can’t cash.”

“Here’s to bad decisions and relaxed moral values.”

“How’s the…… jeeeeeeeeeesus?”

“I am a happy little cheese monster.”

“I am spinning a web of lies that I fear will one day consume me.”

“I don’t want your stupid fruit leather.”

“I have to get a solid two to three hours of brooding in per day. Filling quotas.”

“It’s called ‘string cheese’ and not ‘chompy cheese’ for a reason.”

“I’ll probably end up standing uncomfortably in the corner with a plate of food and hope that nobody talks to me.”

“I’m so many levels of irony deep I’ve forgotten what humour is.”

“I’m suddenly struck with the overwhelming need to crawl back into bed.”

“Mothman is bullshit.”

“My ultimate sexual fantasy is sleeping in on a Saturday.”

“OH SHIT THAT’S A KNIFE.”

“See you in class… bitch.”

“Sharks are tight.”

“So, you ever kill a man?”

“Stop being so desperate to please your hot friend.”

“That… that is a good butt.”

“The key to being cool is acting like you don’t care about anything but actually care very deeply about everything to the point where it’s debilitating.”

“This ice cream cake is my new boyfriend.”

“This is where I come to masturbate.”

“Wait, I’m a wreck.”

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE.”

“You can never be too careful. See that baby in that stroller over there? Government operative.”

“Your face… is… good.”

“Your unending thirst will be your ultimate downfall.”

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                                                      ind. priv. highly sel.                                                           QUEEN ELSA                                             low activity. multiverse. oc friendly.                                                         as adored by grey

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Standing frozen in the life I’ve chosen…

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@hecared  /  sc.

     ❝ One green tea ice cream, ❞  Elsa announces as she sets the paper bowl full of the almost pastel green dessert on the table in front of Tadashi. Sliding then into the seat opposite him with her own bowl of chocolate ice cream, she picks up her spoon and smiles at him from across the table.  ❝ My treat. I owe you for all the cramming you’ve helped me with. ❞

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                                    𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢                             𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜

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• living situation:   lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | other • parents/guardian:   mother | father | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather | • sibling(s):  sister | brother | none | other • relationship:   single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated 

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@runesmiith  /  sc.

     ❝ These are beautiful, ❞  she says quietly, turning one of the crystals over carefully in her hand. Of course, she’s seen crystals before, but never really looked at them closely --- not like this. And certainly none of the ones she’s seen in the past have had RUNES carved into them which, to her, makes them that much more lovely. Soft smile sitting upon her lips, Elsa lifts her head and looks over to Jekli with curiosity in her eyes.  ❝ And you work with them? ❞

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@coronabane​  /  sc.

     ❝ Alchemy sounds quite fascinating. ❞  Voice light and smile pleasant, she regards Varian in an entirely friendly manner. In truth, she doesn’t know a great deal about the study, but she DOES recall having read a book or two on the subject growing up. It had always seemed interesting, even if it isn’t really her thing.  ❝ How did you come to find your interest in it? ---If it’s alright for me to ask, of course. ❞

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“So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence.”

— R. Arnold (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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@purposeclaimed  /  sc.

     ❝ Anna? ❞  When her knock goes unacknowledged, Elsa cracks open the door and peeks inside. Really, it shouldn’t be a surprise anymore when she finds her sister still sleeping this late in the morning --- it’s practically ROUTINE at this point. Smiling to herself, Elsa steps into the room and, for just a moment, she thinks that maybe she should leave Anna be, simply allow her to wake up on her own. Of course, she won’t, because that might result in her not waking until the late hours of the afternoon, which is already no good on it’s own, but also? Elsa’s... excited.

     ❝ Anna, ❞  the call now more sing-song-y and louder than the first, the elder sister makes her way over to the large window on the opposite side of the room and, in one swift movement, she pulls the curtains open to allow in the BRIGHT LIGHT of the morning. In doing so, she also reveals what it is that has her so eager for her sister to get up: snow. The first  ( natural )  snow of the year, and the first snow of winter IN years that they can enjoy together the way they did when they were younger.  ❝ Come on, sleepyhead, it’s time to get up. Look outside! ❞

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How could I NOT draw my fave Disney Princess and my little sisters Fave in their new causal outfits? 

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@vagasbonds  /  sc.

     ❝ No, no, no--- ❞

  Flames continue to spread, and nothing she does seems to work. All of the ice that she conjures around it, be it in an effort to contain it or to put it out, only ends up melting before it can make a useful impact. The more attempts that fail, the more anxious Elsa gets, and the more anxious she gets, the more UNSTABLE her powers become. Already there’s a soft frost at her feet, creeping along the ground, completely outside her notice as her attention remains on Elias’ fire and her increasingly desperate attempts to stop it.

     ❝ I can’t--- I can’t DO this! ❞

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@circusglass  /  sc.

     ❝ It must be amazing, to travel all over the world. ❞  Eyes sweeping about the surrounding circus --- the tents, the people, all of the BRIGHT COLOURS and unexpected sounds --- there is, perhaps, some longing to be heard within the musing. Traveling is not something that Elsa has ever really had the luxury of, though it’s an opportunity she thinks she might enjoy, if she were to have it. Seeming to catch herself within the next moment, however, realizing that surely he knows how amazing it is since he’s the one who has done it, very faint sheepishness enters her expression and her hands come to clasp at one another.  ❝ Do you get the opportunity to experience much of the countries you visit? ❞