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dragongirlie56 · 17 days ago

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REQUESTS

Pick from this Ship list!

Zelink (Link x Zelda Legend of Zelda)

If you want a specific zelink let me know.

Clerith (Cloud x Aerith FF7)

Zifa (Tifa x Zack FF7)

Eugunzel (Rapunzel x Eugene Tangled)

Jelsa (Elsa x Jack Frost Frozen/Rise of the Guardians)

Kristanna (Kristoff x Anna Frozen)

Miphali (Mipha x Revali LOZ/BOTW)

Derevieve (Derek x Genevieve Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses) (Derek is my everything ☺️)

-More to come soon!

I own NONE of the characters listed or in the movies/games/books!!!! I only own oc’s that i make up! This is for fun only because i love writing and i want to create something that other people may enjoy!

Rules:

-No Smut or Lemons or Limes.

-No bully to lovers, just no

-No abuse, SA, or anything graphic like that! I won’t write a lot of gore either. (It makes me sick)

-I will accept constructive criticism for my writing!! i’m always looking to improve!

-I won’t be doing x readers at the moment

I will write fluff and angst!

How to request

Comment or Do the Ask me Anything button!

The ship and what you’d like me to write! Can give it to me in a summary or an AU or a loose outline and what you want to happen!

Can look like….

Ex: Zelink Apocalypse AU

Ex: even if it’s just “Jelsa. I’d like ______________ to happen at some point but you figure out the rest!” that’s fine too!

Ex: “Clerith coffee shop au! I’d like ________ to happen and this _________ or this ________!”

Or however else you want to do it!!

I’m always up for writing royalty AU’s or knight/dame x princess/prince AU’s!!! ;)

I might take longer with these because I have my own writing and one shots I’m writing as well so I’ll try to be as quick as possible! :)

Also don’t feel weird requesting more than once! You can request as many times as you want! :) (I’m saying this cause I’d need this reassurance LOL anyways :))

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firawren · 10 months ago

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Anna/Kristoff | rated E | 3,276 words

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Humor, Fluff and Smut, Porn with Feelings, Vaginal Sex, Couch Sex, Dirty Talk, Anna has a filthy mouth, Established Relationship, Marriage Proposal, Charades

Summary:

What if Elsa hadn't heard the voice and gotten weird during charades in Frozen 2?

Kristoff tries to propose to Anna right after the game of charades, but he's not able to get the words to come out right. So he resorts to a bit of impromptu charades to ask the big question. Anna says yes, of course—and then is so excited that she uses charades herself to make a suggestion of what they should do together next. The clues are: two words, first word sounds like “pets,” second word sounds like “duck.”

Written for Frozen Smut Week 2024, @kristanna-days

Read on AO3 or start with the excerpt below:

He and Anna were no strangers to each other’s bodies. They’d been a couple for three years now, and though Kristoff would have waited until they were married to do anything sexual, Anna didn’t have that kind of patience. He’d been terrified, at first, that he was going to get caught fooling around with the princess and get banished or something, but everyone in the castle seemed to turn a blind eye to the hints of their physical relationship. Even Elsa, apart from one extremely mortifying conversation about the importance of preventing pregnancy before one was married, was willfully blind to the whole thing.

So Kristoff didn’t feel bad about squeezing Anna’s butt and grinding back against her as they continued to make out in a castle sitting room. All the servants knew to knock by now.

But then Anna suddenly broke away from him and pushed herself out of his arms. He assumed she wanted to take this to his bedroom, but instead she held up two fingers and gave him a coy smile. “Two?” he said. “Two what?”

She raised her eyebrows at him and jerked her two fingers in the air for emphasis. “Oh, are you doing charades now?” he asked. She nodded. “That’s cute, but I liked kissing you bet—” He cut himself off when she gave him a stern look and stuck her other hand on her hip, still holding up two fingers.

He sighed with an exasperated but fond smile. “Okay, fine. Two words,” he said. She held up one finger. “First word.” Cupped her ear. “Sounds like.” She bent down and made a petting motion, like she was stroking a dog or cat. “Petting?” She held her hands close together. “Pet!” She linked her little fingers together, the sign for plural. “Pets!” Her face lit up and she tapped her nose while pointing at him.

“Okay, sounds like ‘pets.’ Bets? Debts? Let’s?” She nodded happily and tapped her nose again. “First word is ‘let’s.’”

Anna held up two fingers. “Second word,” Kristoff said. She cupped her ear. “Sounds like.” She put her hand up to her mouth and nose, pointing her fingers outward, and opened and closed her fingers against her thumb. “Um, beak,” Kristoff guessed. She started waddling around the room. “No, bird! Duck!” She nodded vigorously and cupped her ear again.

“Sounds like ‘duck.’ Buck? Stuck?” She planted her hand on her hip again and tilted her head at him, an exasperated look on her face. “Okay, okay, two words, so the phrase is ‘let’s…fuck’?”

“Yes!” Anna exclaimed with a triumphant smile.

Kristoff laughed at how ridiculous it was to mime that instead of just saying it, and yet how cute and fun and Anna it was, too. He stepped toward her and grabbed her butt again to pull her back against him. “Yes, let’s stop playing charades, and let’s fuck.”

Read "Two words, sounds like 'pets duck'" on AO3

#frozen smut week #frozen smut week 2024 #frozen fanfic #kristanna #sexy times #frozen #frozen 2 #kristoff #princess anna #fanfic #disney fanfiction #my writing #my stuff

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06strawberrylemonade28 · 1 month ago

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SHE IS UP!!! #MERRYCHRISTMASEVE EVERYONE !! <3

9090 words.... and counting!! but i'm almost done!! will have the fluffy little jelsa fic up by CHRISTMAS <3

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true--north · 1 year ago

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For me, F3 will be considered bad only if Elsa stops being the Fifth Spirit. And semi-bad if this movie doesn't have at least a drop of mythopoetic fantasy spirit; if Elsa is weak and Anna can not deal with her responsibilities.

I am ready to endure the rest whatever it will be but these. Bad Kristanna, ugly Hans in mud, childishness, boring/repetitive messages, I'm ready.

It will be good for me if there is a Northern Lore, powerful magic of Ahtohallan, Nature, angst/fluff, a serious quarrel between the sisters or Kristanna, which will later result in a sweet reunion, new dresses, glaciers, polar wolves and bears, dark spirits, Elsa as the powerful Northern witch, the shapeshifter guy, saving the world again.

#frozen 3

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kristannafever · 2 years ago

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A Sky Full of Sun

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M WC: 2032

~This is 1000% self-indulgent and all fluff

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Kristoff smiled at the sundog in the sky. It was only on the coldest, sunniest of mornings that you got to see such a neat phenomenon. He hastily fished his phone out of his jacket pocket to take a quick picture for his Ma. She enjoyed stuff like that. He did too. It was breathtaking, and she had always told him growing up that it was a good omen for his day.

“This fucking cold snap is something else.” Sven came up to him, dramatically rubbing his arms trying to warm up, his breath coming out in white vapour as he talked.

“It certainly sucks to work in.” Kristoff slipped his phone back into his Carhart jacket. In all honestly the cold wasn’t too big a deal to him. Being a construction framer, they worked in all kinds of weather and he was rarely bothered by it. Except when frigid temperatures brought nasty wind chills, then it was a nightmare and he would go home and have the hottest of showers and sit on the couch with his big blanket, thick wool socks on, and a blazing fire in the wood stove.

“So… about Mexico-”

“I don’t know, Sven. I’m not really a beach kind of guy.” They started off trudging trough the deep snow to where a lift sat waiting for them to haul materials onto and get to work. “I don’t like sand and I hate that it gets everywhere.”

“It’s not just the beach though! There are pools, and a bar, and fishing, and quads, and sunset cruises, and Ixtapa island, and of course Zihua has a lot to offer.”

“Zihua?”

“Zihuantanejo, you know what I mean. From Shawshank Redemption, like I said.”

“I know, Sven. I just wasn’t sure you were so familiar all of the sudden.”

Sven made at face at the smirk Kristoff was giving him and the proceeded to load wood onto the lift. His friend had been on it for days on end. He even went so far as to rent a four-bedroom condo for two weeks and now he was trying to find someone to help with the cost of the place.

“What about Ed, he’ll go with you.”

“Ed? Fuck you, Kris. Really.”

Kristoff laughed in his friends face as they loaded the plywood. Ed was nice and a good worker, but the guy was impossible to take in anything but small doses. Couple times he tagged a long for a beer after work and most of the guys at the table wanted to tape his mouth shut, he was so crass.

“It’ll be sunny and thirty-plus degrees every day down there! Come on, Man. You’re by BFF.”

Kristoff snorted. “I know I am, and that means you should know that beach vacations just aren’t my thing.”

Sven pouted at him. The man really pouted, and Kristoff decided he could throw him a bone. It had been a long time since he’d been anywhere besides camping for a vacation.

“Fine, fine. You’ve officially worn me down.” Sven grinned like an idiot and opened his mouth to comment, but Kristoff stuck a finger in his face. “But I’m bringing a bunch of books and I am doing my own thing, you got that? If I don’t want to go to the beach, you leave me alone. If I don’t feel like going out to any night clubs you’ve been talking about taking Liz to, you leave me alone.” Kristoff resumed loading wood, then added, “I don’t feel like being a third wheel the whole time anyway.”

There was a silence then and Kristoff’s stomach twisted. Damn Sven. Damn him, because Kristoff knew was about to come out of his friend’s mouth.

“Well, Liz invited a friend too because there are four bedrooms-”

“For fuck’s sake, Sven!”

“No, no, listen! It’s actually great because she initially asked this other couple we know, but between you, me and the outhouse, they are insufferable dickheads who always try and one-up ya, you know? But they dropped out due to some family drama bullshit or whatever so Liz has this new work friend who… you know... could use a friendly group of people-”

“People my ass!” Kristoff felt his cheeks getting hot. “Let me guess, she’s single.”

Sven hesitated. “Well, yes. But-”

“You’re seriously trying to set me up on my fucking vacation?”

Sven’s hands went up in surrender. “No, seriously dude! That’s not what this is. Not at all! We’re honestly just trying to get people to fill rooms, but we’re having a hard time finding takers to help with the cost. I don’t even think we’re going to be able to fill the fourth room. I mean we already paid for the whole thing after all.”

“I’ve never known you to over-commit on something.” Kristoff managed with a serious face.

It took Sven a half a second to recognize the joke and he burst into a huge smile. “You’re still in then?”

Kristoff looked back up to the sun dog in the frigid air, making his decision final despite his sudden reservations about a stranger joining them. “Yeah, yeah,” he said through a sigh. “I’m due for a vacation anyway.”

They jumped onto the lift and started to bring it up then Kristoff turned to Sven, and gave him a firm look.

“But I’m not going to play nice if you all try to gang up on me and make me do shit I don’t want to do.”

“Oh, I believe you, you grumpy asshole.”

Kristoff nodded, comment aside and they got to work.

Two Months Later

A ringing phone woke him up.

Kristoff rolled over to grab his cell of the nightstand, wondering who the hell was calling him at this hour, whatever hour it was, he had no idea. He went to bed at nine in the anticipation of getting up early to catch his plane to Mexico.

“Yeah?” he groaned, as he sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

All he heard was hacking on the other end. Kristoff pulled the phone away from his face to look at the screen and realized it was Sven.

“Sven? You okay?”

After the sound of a flushing toilet and some clearing of a clearly hoarse throat, he spoke. “I’m sorry Dude, I really am. I am a as sick as a dog. Gotta be food poisoning or something.”

Kristoff let his head fall between his shoulders. “You’re not making this plane, are you?”

“Unless I can stop puking and shitting myself, that would be a no.”

He felt for his friend, he really did, but that meant he now had to board a plane by himself, go to a condo he didn’t rent in his name, and supposedly meet someone who Liz had invited to stay with them. It was too much, he would have to cancel, money be dammed. It was too awkward.

“I told you that gas station sushi was a bad idea,” Kristoff huffed.

Sven groaned in response.

“I’m sorry, dude. It sucks you’re sick.”

“I’ll get my ass down there,” he mumbled. “It just won’t be tomorrow. Or today? What the fuck time is it?”

Kristoff pulled the phone from his face to look at the time. “Quarter after three.”

Sven wretched again and Kristoff hung up. That was something he didn’t want to listen to, so he texted his friend he hoped he felt better and to keep him posted on how he was doing and when he might be able to catch another flight down.

Sleep was impossible after that.

He had to be up at six anyway, it wasn’t anything to him to kill a couple of hours cleaning his small house for when he got back. He was a little anxious what it was going to be like without his friends there for a buffer, but he was trying his hardest to take things as they came lately, no matter how much they infringed on his comfort zone.

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Anna could not keep the smile from her face. She was so excited to head somewhere warm for two weeks with nothing on the agenda but rest and relaxation. Liz and Sven would have to join them later – poor Sven and his food poisoning – but at least she wouldn’t be alone. She was going to meet a new friend!

There was no way she figured she be able to pick him out in an airport full of people waiting to board planes, but there he was, right in front of her when she cleared security and walked into the terminal. Just as described, he was blond, tall, broad chested and ruggedly handsome, although she wasn’t sure why Liz had even added that last little tidbit since she assured Anna this was not a set up or anything like that. They just needed help paying for the Condo.

Anna felt a pull to go up and talk to him then, except he was eating breakfast and that was hardly the right time to introduce yourself to someone. Not only that, she needed to grab some food for herself. There wasn’t much open in the terminal so early and she had to admit that the sub he was eating looked pretty good. Anna got in line at Subway to get herself one and by the time she got it with a mind to maybe sit at his table, he was gone.

Not that it bothered her, she was looking forward to fun and sun and getting away from the frigid cold weather. Even if the guy was a jerk, all the rooms had their own bathrooms and she could put herself in her own space when she was in the condo and not be bothered by anyone. She was no stranger to doing things by herself.

Anna ate her sub and walked around the terminal a bit, stopping at the place to load up on snacks despite the highway robbery prices. Then she made her way to the gate and happened to see the blond guy again, arms crossed and leaning against a wall nearby, bag tucked between his feet, idly watching people pass by.

If there was ever a time to introduce oneself before a flight and vacation space they were to share together, now would be it, she figured. She also liked the idea that he was standing. Anna decided it would be good for her too to get as much standing in a possible too before being seated on a plane for five hours. It wasn’t such a big deal for her, she was small, but this guy clearly needed some leg room and would probably be itching to get off that plane by the time it landed.

Anna approached him and his gaze swung towards her direction then stopped when their eyes met. She wasn’t sure what to make of first impressions based on facial expressions but his lips parted slightly and his eyebrows twitched up as she approached him.

“Hey, are you Kristoff by any chance?”

“I am, yes.” His demeanor shifted towards being guarded rather than looking bewildered like a moment before.

“I’m, Anna! Liz’s friend. I guess we’re headed to the same place!” She stuck out her hand.

The tall blond looked down at her hand a moment before slowly reaching forward with his own and shook it. His hand was warm and… so big. How tall was he anyway? At least six-two. Maybe six-three.

“Nice to meet you,” he mumbled.

“You too! I’m looking forward to soaking up some sun. How about you?”

“Um…” His hand came up and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sure, yeah.”

Well at least he appeared friendly. If anything, Anna figured he was probably a quiet person, which suited her just fine. As long as he wasn’t a dickhead, she’d be able to enjoy herself.

“Well, it was nice to meet you! I’m not sure where you’re sitting on the plane but let’s meet up at the cab stand when we get there and split a ride, okay?”

He nodded, ghost of a smile on his lips. “Sure, sounds great.”

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#a sky full of sun #cee wrote this mess #kristanna #kristoff #anna #kristanna modern au #this is far from my best work but I wrote it for me #we had so much snow this winter that it still has a chokehold on the landscape even though the weather is nicer #hence a sunny vacation fic idea #it might be a little slow moving #but i kept the chapters short and the story is complete #i wrote all the scenes I wanted first which might be evident lmao #but anyway! Happy Friday!

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glassslippers-n-cowboyboots · 1 year ago

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For the fanfic ask game:

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with In the Pocket??

E: If you wrote a sequel to All I Want for Christmas is You, what would it be about?

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

Thank you for the ask.

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with In the Pocket??

I don't have a playlist just for In the Pocket, but I've added songs to my main Kristanna writing playlist. If I had to pick one song, that's hard, but lately with where we are in the plot right now it's "Mine Would Be You" by Blake Shelton. He and Anna had a little bump in the road and now he's looking back and realizing that Anna's kind of the best thing that's happened to him.

E: If you wrote a sequel to All I Want for Christmas is You, what would it be about?

Tooth rotting domestic fluff where Kristoff moves onto the farm with Ryder. There'd be a chapter where they take a reindeer drawn sleigh ride and see the Northern Lights and kiss...a lot.

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

Does Sports AU count because it's kind of painfully obvious for me?? LOL Along with Sports AU is like smut where the girl wears the guy's jersey and it drives him wild.

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sunflowers-and-sandwiches · 5 months ago

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Well worth reading from the beginning, this BossAU gonna get you all tied up!

ALL TIED UP

Chapters: 12/15 Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna/Kristoff Characters: Anna, Kristoff, Elsa, Sven, Olaf, Hans Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Office, Workplace Relationship, Secret Relationship, Boss/Employee Relationship, Workplace Sex, Smut, Shameless Smut, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Roleplay, Consensual Kink, Bondage, Tie Kink, Dom/sub, Woman on Top, Dominatrix, Spanking, Oral Sex, Bratting, Punishment, anna is the boss, High Heels Series: Part 2 of Boss AU

Summary:

Anna, paralegal by day, Tangled fanfic writer by night, and workaholic associate attorney Kristoff, who’s also sort of her boss, have a secret relationship that’s got Kristoff all tied up.

Chapter 14: Nolo Contendere - now posted

#fanfic #frozen fanfic #kristanna fanfic #frozen #kristanna #all tied up #fluff #smut #mindblown #my current addiction

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bad-at-names-and-faces · 1 year ago

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Fic Stats Meme

(Slight variation on one of these I did before...)

Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words. Originally tagged by @girlwithakiwi

(1) Most Hits: The Means of Uniting Them (Pride and Prejudice, 6,276 hits)

(2) 2nd-most kudos: Have You Heard? (Pride and Prejudice, 144 kudos)

(3) 3rd-most comments: Modern AU Kristanna Fluff Drabbles (Frozen, 15 comment threads)

(4) 4th-most bookmarks: An Art Lesson (Tangled, 6 bookmarks)

(5) 5th-most words: What If... (Frozen, 4,000 words)

(6) Least Amount of Words: [Do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?] (various fandoms, 100 words)

Tagging: @mrpinniped @basingstokemercury @firawren @justfrozenthings @loonysama And anyone else who feels like it (and, as always, no obligation if I tagged you)

#tag game #stats game #jane austen fanfiction #kristanna #100 word drabble #frozen fanfic #tangled fanfiction

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annaofthenorthernlights · 11 months ago

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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.

#frozen #fanfiction #kristanna fanfic #love can see beyond #post-canon divergence #post Frozen 2 #fluff #romance #kristoff #anna #elsa #olaf #sven and fiona

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musingsofsaturn · 4 years ago

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The Most Amazing Dream | Kristanna Week

Fandom: Frozen, Frozen II

Ship: Anna/Kristoff

Words: 1,200+

Rating: K

Summary: Kristoff contemplates the future while on a sleigh ride. Beside him, Anna enjoys the most amazing dream.

Author’s Note: Hello! Today’s prompt is all about jealousy, nature, and naivety, and while I just couldn’t bring myself to write something as troubling as jealousy for these two, I do hope you enjoy a bit of naive nature fluff! At first I wasn’t very happy with this one, but after some proofreading and playing around with it, I think it’s pretty sweet. :)

~ Saturn

[Cover photo is an edit I made using a screencap by Humphry02 on the fandom Wiki.]

Sven kept the sleigh moving forward at a steady pace, cutting through familiar forests of ancient spruces as the reindeer stepped confidently and lithely through the snow. Kristoff had given up on steering long ago. He could trust his companion to find his way to the cabin that had long-been his home on his solo harvesting trips.

This time, though, he was solo no more.

Anna had been exhausted. She took to being queen like a duck took to water. After all, she had been trained for it. But weeks of state visits, poring over important documents, and answering to disputes from every corner of the kingdom had turned into months, and finally an entire year had passed. It had taken its toll.

She was still vibrant and lively outwardly, always the picture-perfect regent that he knew she would be, but when it was just the two of them, she had expressed her stress and tiredness to Kristoff in a weary voice that broke his heart.

Eager to ease some of that burden, Kristoff hadn’t allowed her to protest when he decided she needed a break. Her efforts to refuse him had been weak at best. Even she knew it was the best idea. everyone in the palace had been informed that the Queen was to take a week-long break from royal duties to visit the mountains with her fiancé. She was only to be disturbed in the most catastrophic of circumstances. In her absence, her most trusted advisor would see to matters of diplomacy and admin, and all her other duties would be waiting for her when she returned, well-rested and ready to resume.

Kristoff picked her up bridal-style and placed her gently atop the blankets in the sleigh. She giggled and tried to squirm away from him to seat herself as he goaded, “Until the end of this week, you won’t have to lift a finger. Or toe.” He flicked an affectionate finger over her nose. Afterwards, when she was properly settled and he clambered in beside her, he kissed her cheek tenderly and stated simply, “Let me take care of you.”

“Always,” she replied, gazing up at him with those blue eyes filled with so much love and warmth that he felt he could burst from it. She nestled herself into his side, and he wrapped one strong arm over her shoulder as he took the reins and directed Sven out of the kingdom.

Succumbing to her tiredness, Anna fell asleep soon after their departure. Part of him thought her almost-immediate snores were adorable. The other part wondered how someone as lithe and small as Anna could produce sounds as loud and inhuman as... that.

Kristoff hadn’t disturbed her. Rest was the whole point of this trip, after all. Instead, he listened to her heavy breaths and little murmurs, relaxed into the steady rhythm of the sleigh, and considered whether this was what life would be like for the two of them now.

In the beginning of their relationship, he’d felt like a fish out of water. He didn’t understand the table manners that came so easily to diplomats, struggled to hold his own in a ballroom against hundreds of dignitaries, and far preferred nights spent in a stable to being tucked up in the finery of a palace bed. His uncertainty and insecurity had weighed heavy on him for that first year after he’d met her.

But he’d learned. In the years that followed, he’d undergone tutoring, dance lessons, elocution classes, and more. Anna had said that it was completely unnecessary, that she’d love him even if he ate from a bowl on the floor, but the truth was that he was doing it for himself. He needed to feel sure of himself in this strange new world, because if he had his way, he’d be in it for a long time.

Kristoff had blanched when he first learned that Anna was going to be queen. No thought had filled him with as much terror as that one seemed to. In actuality, it suited both of them far more than their previous situation. Anna did thrive as queen, and, with his newfound understanding of the ways of royalty, he thrived at her side. Arendelle was in competant and caring hands with their new Queen and her devoted fiancé.

In truth, he was tired too. He had duties of his own, and did everything he could to support Anna as well. Now though, finally alone and with no to-do list the length of the ballroom waiting for them, Kristoff started to relax.

Their wedding was arranged for six months’ time, and preparations were well underway. After the wedding, they had plans for a diplomatic ‘honeymoon tour’ of the neighbouring kingdoms. He knew Anna was looking forward to travelling and seeing more of the world, and he was looking forward to standing proudly at her side as she did.

Following all that, he would be Prince Consort, with only one important role: provide an heir. He wondered what their children would like. Would they be blonde, or feisty little redheads? Would they inherit Kristoff’s broad frame, or Anna’s infinite collection of freckles? Would they be quiet and soft spoken, or boisterous and clumsy? There was so much uncertainty, and the thought of being a parent absolutely terrified him. In the same breath, it gave him a rush of delight as well. He knew one thing: those little children would be so, so loved.

He imagined their children growing up, blossoming into wonderful young princes and princesses. They’d be unruly toddlers, storming the palace and causing havoc. Then inqusitive children, desperate to explore and learn. Then - oh, gods - sullen teenagers, rebelling against the slightest rule. Then capable young adults, ready to face whatever the world threw at them with courage and love.

Perhaps he was being naive, and he was certainly getting ahead of himself. But the thought of this future that he never could have imagined before, of raising a small family into the capable heirs that the kingdom deserved with the love of his life with him all the time, was one that filled him with so much warmth and excitement that he didn’t care if he was being ridiculous.

Kristoff broke out of his reverie to see the snow-covered trees beginning to thin. Up ahead, he knew there would be a clearing with a hot spring and the cabin that would keep them sheltered for the week.

“Good job, Sven. That must be record time, buddy.” The reindeer only chuffed out a friendly sound in response. Kristoff knew what it meant. “Yeah, I’m happy to be here too.”

Beneath his arm and a bundle of thick blankets, he felt Anna stirring.

“Hi,” she mumbled, looking up at him as she blinked the sleep from her eyes.

“Hi.” He grazed her forehead with his lips, and she hummed softly in response.

“I’m feeling better already.” Anna smiled, leaning her head onto Kristoff’s chest. “I had the most amazing dream on the way,” she told him, “I dreamt that we were married, and had children - they were so cute, they looked just like you, but, like, little - and I dreamt how we were the most amazing parents and they grew up to be the most amazing children... except when they were teenagers. They were uncontrollable teenagers - I think they got that from me, but anyway- wait, I’m sorry, I’m rambling.”

Kristoff chuckled softly, pulling her in closer as the cabin came into view. “Don’t worry about it, feistypants. It sounds like it was a pretty wonderful dream.”

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