#also elsa getting flustered

[baggebythesea]

Best friend squads favorite Disney movie? Each.

Adora - She is baffled by the discussion since the best animated movie obviously is a not Disney movie - it's Dreamwork's Spirit. However, she does admit that Tangled has acceptable Horse content (and just might have a tiiiiiiny crush on Rapunzel who might remind her just a liiiitle bit of Glimmer). She has Opinions on Mulan. While she does admire Mulan's can-do-spirit, she has written a 90+ pages dissertation on why SHE would have defeated the huns halfway through the movie. She has watched Lilo & Stich once and never again due to her breaking down crying at "ohana means family"

Glimmer - Lion king. She has a very well developed Lion Princess OC Fursona that would kick Scar's butt and rule fair and wise. She also enjoys Tangled (because she too knows the pain of being locked into a tower by her mother) including the TVshow (because she finds Cassandra kinda hot for reasons she has not fully articulated). She is a bit too much into cheering on Maleficent in Sleeping Beauty

Bow - The little mermaid. He cries it heart out every time he thinks of the brave princess who wants to live in a world her father doesn't approve of. He is also very fond of Robin Hood and Brave because of archery reasons. He enjoys watching Peter Pan with Glimmer so he can tease her about reminding him of Tinkerbell.

Catra - Disney movies are STUPID and for KIDS and she would NEVER waste her time on them and it's not like she once locked herself into her room and watched Encanto on repeat and refused to come out for three days. She does however admit to enjoying watching Treasure Planet with Scorpia and Entrapta. Also, she has a lot of fun watching Hercules with Adora, because of how flustered Adora gets when Catra acts out Meg's lines.

Perfuma, as a true romantic, enjoys Beauty and the Beast and Lady and the Tramp.

Mermista thinks Ariel is a wimp

Frosta is kinda over the whole Elsa thing. She is more into Merida these days.

Entrapta is horny on main for Long John Silver

Scorpia cries at every single Disney movie and has cosplays for all the princesses that she is too shy to wear.

[a-libra-writes]

Hello! Just wanted to request if you can do another Mordecai and Reader. Maybe like a part 3 lmao cause I'm kinda curious on how his relationship with reader will progress after Atlas's death and he joins the Marigold gang. Will he leave and watch over them from afar (basically murder anyone who does anything to them) cause he now feel even less deserving of their relationship? Or will they be like a double agent couple who pretends to join the marigold gang just to learn the truth of Atlas's death. Really just wanna see this murder cat double down on the protective instinct especially when the Savoys are involved. Like, I can see Mordecai practically growling at then lmao. Thank you!

Yes YES part 3.... I still keep thinking about this.... Continuation of Part 1 and Part 2, PLUS all the stuff surrounding Atlas' death and afterward.... GN reader, angst ahoy!

So, uh. cute things first, yes?

After years of this slow build-up and burn, and you two are finally Something Of an Item (tm), you might slip up and be a little physically close and affectionate in front of others. Mordecai will never talk about it, so anyone with suspicions would have to go to you with questions (and really, that's only Mitzi because she's been invested in this for a while). Because your partner is so private, it's probably best not to get into details. If he could blush he'd be burning red when Mitzi pats his shoulder and says she's so happy he found such a good person.

If you have a fur pattern that's aysmmetrical, or have odd-eyes, birth marks/beauty marks or just. Any really distinct appearance like that, sometimes Mordecai just stares. At first, years back, it was a stare of annoyance. Now that you're closer it's still intense, just, uh ... a different kind of intense. Unfortunately while most people have a cute doe-eyed look when looking at their partner, Mordecai's is consistently a little creepy. Oh well. He gets easily flustered when you look right back and stare him down, though.

He's never really celebrated his birthday, especially once he fled New York city. Once you figure it out, you won't make a big deal of it, but you do get him a nice meal and something practical he'd enjoy. A new pair of gloves, a nice plant, good quality shoes, something like that. It's a little present that he isn't sure how to react to at first. After doing it year after year, he finally accepts them with quiet appreciation and will do something similar for your birthday. His gifts are much the same, practical, well-made and simple. He prefers to leave them at your apartment rather than give them face to face.

When he gets into his wound up and irritated moods (probably something Viktor said), all you need to do is sit next to him and rub your face lightly against his, or just put your head on his shoulder to settle him down. Mordecai outright deflates, and struggles to hold onto that anger. You can only get away with this once you both are romantically attached and, seriously, you are the only one apart from maybe his sisters (who you probably don't even know about). This is a culmination of years of trust slowly building up; now he can finally start to show shreds of vulnerability.

(Tho if you purr on him he's going to get SO embarrassed he just shoots up and walks away and you flop back on the couch).

As much as you make him lose his composure, he's just as good as giving it back, though totally unaware of it. There's the rather intense staring as mention before, but Mordecai may also just grab your shoulders to keep you still as he adjusts some of your clothes. He's ... surprisingly strong when he wants to be. When you're both on a job with guns drawn, he has a habit of standing in front of you or jumping in front once trouble starts. When you're wounded he sits you right in front of him so he can bandage it up and do what he can and, yes, he will drag you to Elsa even though he's an absurdly difficult patient with her. She tells him as much.

(And he waits right by your side as you slowly wake up from the morphine).

Also ... if you're a lighter-haired cat, esp a long-haired one, he starts finding your hair all over his damn clothes and there is. Not enough lint brushes in the world. Love the mental image of him and Atlas having a discussion, when Atlas just reaches over and pulls off a long, lighter-colored hair off Mordecai's normally impeccable black coat.

Intimacy will still be tough; you almost have to walk him through it. He isn't ignorant of the mechanics, he just dislikes the whole ... business of it. Mordecai will do a little for your sake, and again, it's a lot of building up and easing him to be more comfortable with prolonged touching and intimacy. It's tough to say if this is easier depending on your gender, but regardless, he has to be the one whose more in control and setting the pace (even if you're encouraging him along). And of course, plenty of reassuring that you two can stop at any time.

(This has been stated many times before, but you are the exception. The thought of him being this close and vulnerable and intimate with anyone else makes him nauseous.)

Afterward he almost seems small and skittish in his tall body. Mordecai always has to shower and clean immediately, though it's no insult to you (and he doesn't mind if you join, though he gets very quite and embarrassed). He's just repulsed by filth and sweat in general; you know this, once he's washed up he's a lot more relaxed and even willing to cuddle for a while.

The first few times he had to remember the last time he'd been so close to someone, or even hugged them this long. The best he can remember is when he had to share a bed (more of a mattress) with his sisters when they first came to New York. Rose was still a baby and always cold, while Esther was scared of the noise of cars in the street and rats in the wall. The three kittens would pile up together and tremble until they fell asleep; sometimes their mother would join them, exhausted from work and cold herself. Even when they moved into a slightly less dilapidated apartment, his sisters would sleep in his bed during the frigid winters.

So it while it may surprise you that Mordecai is so close and clingy in his sleep, to him being that close is a very comforting warmth and sense of nostalgia. It's a toss-up with whose the big spoon. This is also one of the only times you'll hear him purr; it's quiet and only lasts a few minutes before he drifts off. Because he wakes up at the crack of dawn, you rarely get to see him sleeping unless you stay up after he falls asleep.

So ... moving onto the whole. Atlas business.

When it all goes down, well. He considered Viktor a good friend, and that friend ended up kneecapped so Mordecai wouldn't have to cross guns with him. An incentive to leave the life that was ruining them. Make no mistake, Mordecai would - while still bloody - warn you about leaving, too. He'd raise his gun at you, hoping the scare would be enough, knowing each second he does is actively tearing down the closest thing to a "other half" he had. His green eyes are cold and frighteing but mentally he is the one begging you to just listen to him and run. Don't make call his bluff, because he can't do it. The very closest he'd get is if you actually tried to stop him, or tried to talk him down, or took the gun - and the nerves would snap, and he'd give a warning shot. A piece of your ear is torn off, and there's a ringing in your head. It could've been your head; he's an excellent shot. He only missed because he wanted to.

It was a warning, but even that makes his hands shake. He's in disbelief that he did it. It was a sort of out of body experience when he shot Viktor, but for this he is vividly, painfully awake. Mordecai retreats from there, unable to make himself do anything else, hoping that's enough to destroy any shred of love you had.

If you stick around with Lackadaisy ...

Well. You and Viktor have a sort of ... awkward, unhealthy bond of being betrayed, with one of you having paid far more dearly than the other... though one could argue while he paid physically, you're paying in feeling like a piece of your heart was ripped out. You wouldn't be blamed for thinking he holds some resentment toward you, but that isn't the case at all. He feels sorry for you, and anger toward Moredcai for what he did to the two of you. There's still the resignation and guilt, but it's tinged with far more anger. Mitzi thanks god one of her best triggermen is still in good form, although - well, you're a little ... different than before. Your hearing still hasn't recovered from that shot, she knows, and the stitch-job wasn't ... the best.

The real problem is when - not if - you and Mordecai ever cross guns again. Mitzi is terrified of that inevitability, and to be fair, Mordecai does his utmost to avoid it. He wants no confrontation, not ever. If you two ever meet again, it's painfully obvious he wants to escape. For many nights, he thought you may hunt him down and shoot him - he'd deserve that much. As much as he's obsessed with the truth behind Atlus' death, if you chose to stop him dead in his tracks, wouldn't he deserve it?

If you left Lackadaisy, all the better. Mordecai may never hear from you again, and he tells himself that's for the best, even if there's a hole where his heart used to be. His mother, his sisters, you, Viktor, Mitzi, Atlas - he's failed many, many people. This is a new feeling, an emptiness, and that is what goads his frantic investigation on what truly happened to Atlas. It may be the only thing he has left.

Regardless if you stay or leave, Mordecai is more irritable and cold to those who knew him before ... though, considering he cut ties, that isn't many. He's a little thinner, and doesn't sleep as well. Asa Sweet couldn't tell the difference, and while the Savoy siblings can tell something isn't quite right, they don't know the history. They've heard stories and rumors, sure. Perhaps Serafine even hears a morsel of some former Lackadaisy gunman he was chummy with... it's all so intriguing. The first time she brought it up, he gave her such a venomous look that it only encouraged her curiosity.

Asa brought you up one time when talking with Mordecai, and holy shit he's never joking about that again. He broke into a sweat.

(Hell, even Mitzi tried to bring you up when she and Mordecai had that private conversation in her car. He shut her down so coldly, it frightened her.)

And yes, that means if you're still doing Lackadaisy operations with Rocky and Freckle, he has to hear about it. He's in the room when Asa gives the order to the Savoy siblings going after you, or worse, if Mordecai is brought onto the job. He makes it clear that he'll take care of you, and they can deal with the rest. Although it always seems like you're able to get away before it comes to that ...

If you two ever had to meet again for an extended period of time, yeah, the ... year of isolation and guilt and hurt (it feels like its been five years) is just palpable. Serafine and Niko quickly piece together that there was some serious history, more than they initially thought ...

Remember those silly photos Mitzi took, and she shared? Maybe you threw your's away, or lost them, but ... Mordecai keeps one in his wallet. If he anticipates trouble (as it always is with the goddamn Savoys), he moves it to his bedside for safekeeping. He's careful about preserving it. The corners are already starting to wear. There's fleeting thoughts of putting it in a picture frame, but - no, that'll just draw attention to it, and what right does he have to keep a photo of someone who hates him? When he thinks of you, he feels that picture burning a hole in his breastpocket. Any photos that have the two of you - even the blurry, distant ones Mitzi took while trying to get used to her camera- he blotted ink on himself, leaving only you there. Back when you had a smile.

Long story short, he's a mess. He's mentally frayed and physically he's not doing great; you're probably just the same. Mitzi worries about your health often, Rocky knows that some days he just shouldn't talk to you. Ivy remembers when she used to chatter away with Viktor, Mordecai and you, but she knows she can't bring those days up anymore. There may even be an odd wall between you two, whereas before you often spoiled and doted on the little Ivy.

There are probably moments in the past year where Mordecai just ... something gets ahold of him, and he goes out to where you live - if you left the city entirely, this would be difficult, but if you were still in St. Louis or stayed with the Little Daisy - he'd just stand out in the street where your home is, feeling incredibly creepy and exposed. Debating if he should write a letter, or leave something or - no, he shoots all those ideas down. He doesn't know if he stays a few minutes or an hour, but eventually the nerves get the better of him and he hurries away, feeling like a rat.

Well, you two were like peas in a pod for years ... it was a bond that neither of you had before, so it makes sense that just a year isn't enough to heal or repair much of it ...

[sirianasims]

Chapter 15

The Perfect Mate

A few weeks after her return, Cora goes into labour.

The family welcomes little Daniel. Everyone but Cora is slightly surprised about the way he looks – despite being warned. But they get used to it quickly.

Alex, who has (supposedly) retired from her life of crime, has embraced being a full-time grandmother, and spends her evenings knitting stuff for baby Daniel and for Brie’s son Jaxen.

Grandpa Don is ecstatic about having a baby in the house again, and dotes on little Daniel.

Aunt Brie stops by to meet Daniel as well, and announces that her and Shawn are already considering a second child.

Zane also comes to meet the new family member. Alex shoots Don a meaningful look when he sits back down after letting a slightly flustered Zane in.

“Nice young man, that Zane. And handsome.”

“Zane… I don’t want you to be too shocked, but… he looks a bit special – like his father.”

Zane looks a the little blue baby, unsure of what to do or say. He was never good with children, always felt uncomfortable around them. But this is Cora’s child. What is he so afraid of?

“Do you want to hold him?”

“I… uh, better not. I don’t want to drop him”, Zane mumbles. Cora can’t quite read the emotion in his face. Shortly after he excuses himself with an important case he needs to work on and leaves.

With Don and Alex at home, it doesn’t take long for Cora to return to work. Luckily, her old job is excited to have her back, and she is excited to share everything she learned from the Sixams.

Of course, things are slightly awkward in the beginning, as not everyone quite believes her story, but it’s hard to argue with the results that her new knowledge provides.

Cora also gets updated on the office drama. Her colleague Elsa thought she was too old to have more kids, but suddenly found herself pregnant and gave birth to a little girl – with black hair. Her very blonde husband Lucas was not impressed. A paternity test and two divorces later, Elsa and Cora’s supervisor Payton now live in a San Myshuno apartment with their baby daughter.

A few weeks later Zane drops by again, and this time Cora convinces him to hold the baby.

“Hi Daniel… Cora, are you sure? He’s so small… What if I hurt him somehow?”

Cora laughs.

“You won’t hurt him. Because if you do, I’ll have to sue you, and I promise to use your competitor.”

“I told you, I don’t do that kind of law, Cora.” Zane smiles as he gingerly picks up the baby.

Zane looks into Daniel’s dark eyes, so unlike Cora’s and yet so similar, and is struck by an entirely new feeling. As he marvels at the little fingers trying to grab his tie, Zane feels a sense of protectiveness wash over him, like he would do anything for this child. Cora’s child.

“See, I told you it would be fine!” Cora says, and Zane snaps back to reality.

“Yeah… fine.” Zane puts Daniel down gently, surprised at how empty his arms suddenly feel.

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[nijigasakilove]

Holo getting a lil thick there 😋 and Lawrence better be careful where he walking, stepping on holo tail is punishable by death! I’m actually surprised that hasn’t happened more considering how she sleeps so wild lol

New episode, new town for us to explore this week. Torneo feels like one of those small towns that’s hostile to visitors that you’d see in a Clint Eastwood spaghetti western. The people there are definitely hiding something about that abbey. Not sure how accurate what the miller told Lawrence and Holo is, but something fishy is up. Just what are Elsa and Sem hiding..

I love little conversations like Holo and Lawrence going back and forth about her folding the jacket before Lawrence gets back. It makes their relationship feel so real when they have those playful arguments about such mundane stuff. And that is literally a line my mom has said to me before so it just makes you relate to the characters

Also Lawrence getting all flustered when Holo said that’s how they look to outsiders(in reference to the late night tryst they watched) was so cute. Holo really knows just the right button to press at the right moment

[opinated-user]

Hey so something I'm a little curious about is you mention a few times that she ships Elsa and Anna together, but didn't she make a whole video about why shipping them is you know, incest, and not intended?

the whole thing with LO is project to everyone what she is and hope nobody notices the projector. she making a video against one incest ship doesn't erase all the other weird pro incest things she does.

more than that, even on that video LO is insisting that the chemostry between the sister comes across "accidentally" as romantic, claims this is a common point of criticism that everyone had with the movie came out (no, they didn't) and that if you read Elsa's arc to be a queer alegory in the slightest then by necessity you have to ship the sisters together, and that is wrong, so Elsa just can't be gay. because apparently being a lesbian and also have a close, platonic relationship with your sister can't be done, it has to be that you ship the sisters together. nobody that is queer has a purely platonic relationship with siblings of the gender they're attracted to, if you were to follow LO's logic.

Anna getting flustered when being around Hans and then being awkward around Elsa, who she hasn't seen in years, reads as romantic to her, i guess because LO never had enough femme friends who would just compliment her purely for platonic reasons (or LO always projected other intentions into them, either is possible).

on the same video she keeps insisting that it was "accidental", "mishandled", "a mistake", that the creator "lol doesn't know how straight sisters talk" (direct quote) and all of that is still assuming that any other viewer would look at the film and see it as romantic. the fact that reading could be just hers or just the shippers is not even a question in her thesis. it's still the fault of the movie that anyone saw them as a ship.

which of course implies that she, as a sapphic woman, does not have a normal relationship with her sibling so she thinks this is all a normal reasoning to have.

do you see how even when LO tries to point fingers, she's still telling on herself? i'm literally watching the video myself and you can too to hear that same reasoning, i'm not making up anything. just don't directly from her channel, download it with any link on my pinned post.

[bradsmindbrain]

So I'm guessing Ted has various plants and flowers around his house. Maybe a prompt with Jack commenting that Ted is his favorite houseplant?

Roots

Summary: Ted tends to his husband’s neglected houseplants, Jack makes it up to him.

TW: None

Jack grinned as he watched his husband tend to one of his home’s many houseplants, giving a low hum as he watered them. This behavior wasn’t a surprise to him, Ted had a kinship with plants, no doubt because he himself was made of them. He knew Ted’s love for plants was to the point that he had a little garden to the side of his hut, one section with flowers, the other section with food plants. Ted had brought him food from his garden on occasion, one time he even brought a whole strawberry and rhubarb pie, that in particular was absolutely delicious.

He found it funny, how a plant was tending to other plants. That reminded him, he did find it a bit strange how a serum could transform a perfectly human man into a lumbering mass of plants. He couldn’t imagine how painful it probably felt, transforming during the full moon was bad enough, the prospect of transforming into something like that, well, the thought of plants growing out of skin made him shudder. He figured the pain wasn’t the worst part about the accident though, it was clear to him that Ted’s lack of connection outside of him, Elsa, Marc, Steven, and Jake obviously took a toll on him.

He shook his head and watched as Ted tended to a small cactus, careful not to prick himself one one of its spines. He guessed Ted understood that the prick wouldn’t hurt, and the carefulness was more out of habit than anything. It was funny, because despite Ted’s viney exterior, he considered his husband to be better compared to a cactus. Prickly and intimidating for the most part yes, but also beautiful and important, just as cacti grew flowers and animals made their homes in them.

Ted ripped him from his thoughts with a grumble.

He blushed a bit, yeah, he really should have to rely on his husband to take care of his houseplants. Plants weren’t like cats or dogs, where you could tell when they were hungry, and they were so relatively low maintenance that it could be easy to forget to properly tend to them.

“Yeah, sorry, I know,” he replied back.

Ted grumbled snarkily in response.

Once Ted was done with the living room’s houseplants, he took it upon himself to take care of the rest of the plants that were littered throughout his husband’s house, none too pleased at the states they were in. Jack listened to his husband’s annoyed growls, and as they went on, he felt guilty for getting his partner all worked up. He knew Ted cared deeply for plant life, he really should have taken better care of the plants, now Ted was obviously annoyed and unhappy, and he didn’t like seeing his partner like that. He needed to come up with a way to make his husband feel a bit better, he honestly deserved it for dealing with all of his plants. Wait, plants, that gave him an idea.

After a while, Ted finished tending to all the plants in the house, and he turned to face him with a mildly annoyed grumble. 

He nodded, “Yeah, I know, I’ll take better care of them from now on, starting with my favorite houseplant.”

Ted grumbled, intrigued, listing off the plants that he thought were his favorite.

He gave a small laugh, “No, silly.” He came closer to Ted, embracing the larger man, “It’s you.”

Ted seemed taken aback and flustered by the gesture and comment, but gave in to the embrace, giving a content grumble.

After a minute, he spoke again, “Sorry for giving you all of this work Teddy Bear, I’ve… never been too good with plants, honestly.”

Ted grumbled an amused, teasing grumble from above him.

He blushed a bit, laughing, “Wow, and I thought my houseplant line was corny.” He shook his head, “But in all honesty, I’ll try to take better care of them in the future.”

Ted gave an appreciative grumble.

They stood like that for a few more minutes, until he finally pulled away from Ted, “I’ll start dinner, I think I have some steak, I know you like that.”

Ted groaned happily, rapidly tapping the side of his leg. It was cute when he did that when he was excited. 

He gave his husband one last smile before heading into the kitchen to make Ted a well-deserved dinner.

[olasketches]

How ya so good at art?

Tell me ya secretssssss OvO

oohhhhh man thank you (ya got me so flustered rn ssksksk)

and my secrets?? oh boy… mhhhh honestly I just do a lot of studies like photo reference studies, anatomy studies, hair studies which all sounds really boring (because it is) that’s why I don’t just do studies for the sake of studying something, I only study when I have no brain power to draw anything original (which is like 70% of the time cause to draw anything original you need an idea first, then you need to find reference photos that MATCH your idea and that can takeAGES then… well you know the drill)

ok so because I don’t really have any secrets or actual tips to offer, I thought that I’ll just talk about how I do things and what is my thought process behind doing them… mhhh here we go

doing studies is the best time for me to just draw without worrying about how my drawings are going to turn out cause your task here is to simply copy/replicate what’s on your reference photo. so… how do I go about it? when it comes to studying I like to do it in my sketchbook (but sometimes I work in procreate too, it depends on my mood honestly) my vash doodles are actually studies, cause that’s how my studies look like. I find something that I like, something that interests me, something that I want to integrate into my own art or something that I want to give it a try because it looks cool.

my sketchbook is filled with disney studies (specifically moana and elsa sketches lol I love the fluidity of disney’s facial expressions)

portrait studies (I started doing the 100 heads challenge like a month ago and I didn’t even get past 20… I’ll finish it one day tho!!)

MORE VASH STUDIES (that’s the easiest way for me to practice anatomy and facial expressions dude just have so many cool poses and funny faces)

art style studies (I study art styles of other artists like laia lopez cause I like the way she draws hair specifically I also did art style studies of artists like loish or samdoesart simply because I like their art style even though it’s not really the direction I want to go with my own art, I just wanted to try something new)

traditional anatomy studies (I only do those when I feel like it tho)

and many, many other studies. cause you see, for me, the goal of doing all that is too get to know myself better and what I like and to keep developing my own taste (and also to get better at drawing DUH sksjssks)

so to summarise do studies. study the things that you like. copy what you like because really that's what art is. you copy what you like but you're not exactly becoming that same artist you're taking aspects or elements of something that you see and you want to integrate that into your own work, but of course in order to understand how that style works you need to observe it and copy it on some level and the thing is that even when try to copy something you won’t draw it in the exact same way the other artist did. AND THATS THE POINT. studying other artists is really just drawing what YOU see and interpreting it in your own way, so you’ll always end up bringing some aspects and elements of your own style into any artist study you make.

pheew this has gotten quite lengthy… anyway so this how I do things I hope this could help… somehow 🫣

[orleans-jester]

This was one of those things that Elsa used to feel uncomfortable with. Well, sex in general, but particularly oral, because it was so intimate somehow. Everything was at eye-level. Everything was exposed. Sex, as long as one knew where the hole was, everything was alright. But she had broken down almost every barrier, so why not this one?

She took a lot of pleasure in this, after she let herself out of her own mind, and got over the initial modesty that she had felt. He knew how to do it just right, never overstimulating but also bringing her a lot of good feelings, making her climax on his tongue more than once, and yet he kept going so she didn’t stop him. She never allowed herself to feel this good before.

He got her so out of her head that she had almost forgotten why they were there in the first place. She caught her breath, it having been coming out in pants for a while now, and sat up, nodding. “Of course,” She nodded, as if they had just been running late because one of them had needed to brush their teeth, no big deal.

And as she was looking for her underwear and her jeans to put them back on, he said that in such an earnest, and unsilly way - but she couldn't help finding a little humor in it, given the circumstances. She pursed her lips for a second before venturing a - “Thanks for enjoying it.”

Before she could get further flustered, she once again focused on finding her clothes, keeping her face turned towards the ground and away from him as she dressed, lest she say something else out of her usual comfort zone.

She gave him a push so it wasn't about a finish, it was about whatever she wanted.

Real life wouldn't happen for some time. Actually, this was real life. Her life. Their life. Their vacation. The one they got to live up however they pleased and he found himself between her legs living up all the pleasure that could be found there. Soft, slow, massaging with his tongue, nothing over stimulating, just pure pleasure. There was something very satisfying watching her body look so blissful as he enjoyed himself.

It'd be well into the night before he'd consider sitting up and putting clothes back on. The only thing that even motivated such a notion was the idea he'd flown all the way to China to see Lunar New Year on the river and didn't want to miss it. He started to notice the clock.

When things started to settle down he'd finally say, "We should probably get going. We don't want to miss the dragons."

"Thanks for dinner."

He couldn't help but tease a little after all the menus jokes, but he felt so calm, it didn't come out silly.

[panbelle]

Your Elsabela headcanons.Hand them over /lj

Ooh, okay okay:

Long distance relationship vibes.

Like they exchange letters through the wind like Anna and Elsa do and love from afar in the beginning.

I feel like Elsa visits the Encanto more than Isa visits Arendelle but that’s just because Elsa has a magical horse to travel on and Isa would probably be a little nervous about leaving her home often.

On top of that, there would be a time that Elsa asks Isa to come with her when she leaves. And, Aladdin style, offers to show her the world.

Isa says yes and the trip(s) that follow are what solidifies the relationship.

They would only be in an actual relationship post-movie(s), but if they met before I think they would secretly pine for each other.

Abuela is their number one supporter

They use their powers to make each other new dresses for special occasions.

Elsa is definitely touch-starved so whenever they’re around each other Elsa is usually touching Isa in some way (with Isabela’s consent of course).

Holding hands, hand around the waist, hugging from behind, the works.

It’s hard at first because Elsa’s hands are cold but Isa gets used to it and it becomes something she loves about her <3

Also Elsa is taller than Isa (by an inch according to google which is interesting) and with heels, Elsa can sit her head on top of Isa’s, which she loves.

They both come off confident but are definitely easily flustered so they keep the PDA to a minimum around friends and family.

Cuddles are a must though

It takes Elsa a while to warm up to Julieta because she reminds her of her own mother, but Julieta is very understanding and patient, even though it hurts her a little.

I don’t think marriage would be elsabela’s jam. A dedicated relationship? Yes. They love each other so much but they never feel the need to get married like Anna and Kristoff or Dolores and Mariano. They both feel freer without that pressure.

Probably no kids from them either, unless they find a lost orphan on their travels or something because they’re suckers for lost souls.

That being said, they absolutely spoil the heck out of any nieces and nephews they get (which would probably end up being many).

Isa teaches Elsa how to dance

Neither of them can cook and it’s a disaster any time they try.

But also if they mess up too much it turns into a food fight so they’re banned from casita’s kitchen.

The Arendelle staff won’t tell them off but Anna is thoroughly exasperated by them.

That’s all for now! I love them thanks for asking <3

[justlookatthosesausages]

‘Emergence’ - an interactive fanfic

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CHAPTER 5

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It was a sunny day in Arendelle, and Anna was delighted to enjoy it after her morning duties. She especially liked those casual walks outside along Mattias. However, he made her shake her head with another moment of modesty, which was becoming common. She often had to remind him of his importance. Now he was doubting about his status of General.

“But... Such a title...”

Anna bent the head to her counsellor. 

“You know, I didn’t make you General just because you saved my life when I destroyed the dam.”

Mattias lifted an eyebrow, both amused and curious. 

“Even if...” Added Anna, waving her hand, “That was great, and all... No, that’s also because you deserve the highest rank.”

The man bowed his head at the compliment.

“I prefer to call myself your counsellor for the rest of my days and to never have to use my military title, Your Majesty. Because the term ‘General’ could imply a possible context of conflict.” 

Anna smiled, the light of the bright sun accentuating her freckles as they both stepped on the cobblestones.

“Nice to see we’re on the same page about pacifism.” Beamed the Queen. 

As they continued to walk, her smile vanished when she noticed how many guards were tagging along. She had two soldiers walking in front of her, and two behind. It felt a bit oppressive, even for her who didn’t mind it when people stood this close. 

Especially for what she had planned to do in the following minutes. 

She cleared her throat, trying to assemble as much regal attitude as she could. Elsa used to be better at this than her, and she blamed her natural aura. Nevertheless, on her side, Anna had this sturdy character that often allowed her to get what she wanted from the staff, the politicians, and... The Arendelle guards. 

“I would like to continue on my own, please.”

The soldiers stopped right in their tracks. The four of them looked at her with concern. One of the two guards standing in front of Anna was a woman, and when she turned around, she frowned. 

“Is everything alright, Your Majesty?”

“Yes, yes, of course. I just...” Anna took a strong breath in. “I’d like to enter the jail alone.”

The guards now understood why she had been walking to Arendelle’s prison. She meant to enter. Mattias had a little theory about why, but preferred not to intervene. The soldiers, however, exchanged some glances. 

“Are you certain?”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be okay.” Assured Anna. 

They seemed convinced, and bowed to their monarch, before leaving the two. The redhead noticed that Mattias followed her, and lifted a soft hand. “Can you wait for me here? It won’t be long.”

Her counsellor looked at her maliciously. “What are you planning to do? Do you have a visit to make? The man from the other day, perhaps?”

“I won’t punch him, I promise.” Smiled Anna. 

He stared at her, then took a calm breath. “Alright. Then go.”

Anna entered the building, and explained to each pair of guards she met on the way that she had to be alone. She only asked to be given directions on where the prisoner was, and said she would give a sign to the nearest guard in case she needed them. It left a lot of confusion to everyone, but nobody was dumb enough to contradict Queen Anna of Arendelle. 

Calmly, she walked to the designated cell, and looked through the bars. The keeper opened the cell for her, then left. When there only was silence floating in the air, along the smell of humidity and the background sound of water drops, the man looked at her.

“We need to talk.” Announced Anna. 

He was about to say something.

“I'm not here to scold you.” Promised the redhead. “I just don’t like it when I leave people in bad terms, and I felt like I needed to talk to you.”

“You look miserable.” Blurted the man, defensively. He figured out that the best way to cope with the surprise to see her visit him and the fact to face her this close again would be with an insult. Anna indeed had dark circles under her eyes.

“Because I stood awake all night thinking about it. I couldn’t sleep.” Smiled Anna.  

Despite his attack, Anna was not offended in any way. She knew he acted meanly to feel better. And she was wise enough to know that it was never the solution. 

“I hope I’m not intruding.” She said politely as she took the stool of the cell to sit on, while the man stayed on the hanging bed. 

He was so surprised by her presence that he didn’t reply, but she didn’t mind. There was a silence. 

“You came alone.” Noted the man. 

His voice was calm, stunned. He couldn’t believe that she was taking that risk. He probably could end her life right there and then, but she seemed unafraid of it. 

“Yes, indeed.” Smiled Anna. 

Now he stared at her with a dropped jaw turned into a wince. She was genuinely smiling? It wasn’t just polite, she seemed happy to be there. And it was obvious she had prepared her speech. Anna took a breathe in as she started.

“I know why you're scared. Because you don’t put trust in me. To be fair, I don’t always put trust in me either.” 

Her tone surprised the man.

“It’s going to sound odd, but... I was technically chosen by the Spirits. They all agreed that Arendelle deserves to stand with me. It’s as honorary as scary for a decision, and you have the right to still be processing it. It took me a while as well.”

The man wondered if she was serious. Judging by her expressions, she was. Was the Queen confessing to him? Privately? In a jail cell?? 

“Why did you come to see me? Why are you talking to me?” He asked, and voluntarily added a grunting tone mid-sentence when he thought he could intimidate her more that way. 

Once again, it had no effect on Anna, and she even smiled more at his reaction. 

“I want you to know that, despite the fact I now took Elsa’s role, she didn’t leave. Her heart is here. She’s always here. Even when she’s not visiting.”

She almost sounded maternal by the way she reassured him, and his eyes suddenly stung. 

Why did his eye sting?? Was it the truth of her words? The relief he felt in his guts? Why did those simple statements make his soul lift a bit? 

Anna looked at him and kept going.

“You know, if Elsa hadn’t come in time to stop the tidal wave that day, all our homes would have been crushed away. Yours, just like mine. We all owe her something. And look at the ice coating and decorations on the castle. Wouldn’t she have melted them if she didn’t care about Arendelle anymore?”

The man looked by the window of his cell, as if he could see the roofs from there, but it was more of a thinking gesture than anything else. Anna saw how his eyes had turned a bit sparkly with the light passing by the opening. 

“Trust me when I say. She cares. She always does. I’m the one who has to tell her to not worry about the kingdom sometimes.” 

He was speechless, his breathing slower and attentive now. The redhead bent forward.

“And if she knew you, she would ask how you’re doing from time to time.”

He stared at her. There was a long silence, and Anna respected it, understanding that she had to put her chatty personality aside. The man struggled a bit at first, but finally opened his mouth. 

“I’m...”

He retracted, regretting it. She encouraged him with a smile. 

“I’m sorry.” He exhaled, and he bit his lip after he let that truth out. 

Anna fidgeted with her dress on the stool. “It’s okay.”

“I’ve been a brute, I know it. And... Please pardon my behavior. I was drunk, and I can get very aggressive verbally...”

“Were you drunk when we saw each other on the harbor?” Asked Anna. 

He couldn’t tell if she was concerned or reproaching. 

“I, uh...”

The prisoner looked embarrassed, so she dismissed the question with a gentle move of the hand. 

“It doesn’t matter.” 

He sat up more straight on the bed. “This is all my fault, however. And I want to apologize.”

“I accept it”, smiled Anna. Her genuine smile was back, and he felt like he was facing an actual sun. 

“I thought I was right about what I said about Lady Elsa. And you. But I was wrong. I’ll try to be objective from now on.” Promised the man. 

“As long as you’re not being judgmental, I guess it’s fine.” Winked Anna. 

There was a silence, and she figured that they had told each other everything. She was about to leave the cell, so he stood up by respect, then he cleared his throat softly. 

“Though I have to say, objectively, there is one difference that is both good and bad between you two.” 

Anna turned around with a smile, frowning her eyebrows with amusement. “Which one?”

“You’re better at delegating than her.”

The redhead stared at him as he smiled, and there was a silence as she thought about all that it meant, then she giggled.

“Yes, it’s true. She really outdid everything and insisted on doing all by herself, uh?” 

It was a fact known by everyone in Arendelle, not just the staff of the castle. He nodded, and she turned to exit. She closed the iron door, and gave a sign to the guard at the end of the corridor to come lock it. 

“You know... Everyday, I’m trying my best.” Declared Anna as a last sentence, still smiling to the man. “We all do. That’s how life is. All one has to do, is to do the next right thing.” 

The Arendelle soldier came next to her, bowed to his Queen and locked the prisoner in again. She gave the two a nod, and walked along the corridor. 

“...Do the next right thing...” Murmured the man. “...Interesting.” He added, smiling. 

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Elsa was focused in her drawings as she traced the new lines of the map along Honeymaren. 

“Hey, can you, uh...”

The Sami gave her the pencil sharpener before she even asked. Elsa lifted her head when she saw that she had put the right object in her outstretched hand. 

“...Thank you?”

“You’re welcome.” Smiled Honeymaren. 

She had something in her smile that Elsa couldn’t quite put the finger on, and she decided to stop staring at it before getting too distracted. They had started to draw the map three hours ago, and she still got the feeling that they hadn’t traced much of it. 

Elsa checked her notes and Honeymaren’s that they had wrote in their travel journals during their exploration, and helped herself with her own doodles that she had made when they stared at the horizon. 

The Fifth Spirit applied the map indications from her notes to the giant paper displayed on the table in the center of the tent, scribbling on the map with the same rhythm and focused silence than Honeymaren standing in front of her on the other side of the table. When Elsa turned the next page of her journal, she was surprised to see a sketch that looked nothing like a border trace or a landscape, and squinted to it as she tried to remember what it was. She took the journal and lifted it at the rays of light passing by the roof to see it clearer, and suddenly widened her eyes when she recognized it. 

“What is it?” Frowned Honeymaren. 

“Nothing.” Urged to say the blonde, blushing, and she flipped the pages to hide it. 

“Come on, what is it?” Asked the Northuldra, amused. “Did you write too fast and you can’t read your own handwriting?”

Elsa was glad she had just made up a perfect excuse. “Yes. Exactly.”

“It happens to me all the time.” Giggled Honeymaren. 

She then lifted her head, interrupting herself in her drawing of the map, and interrupting Elsa too, for the latter was unable to focus every time the brunette talked. “It’s strange. You have such a clean handwriting, and you’re used to write in pretty much every position, how come you can’t understand what you wrote?”

“I don’t know”, fainted to shrug Elsa. “Here I just can’t understand what I wrote. That’s all.”

Her field of view got obstructed by Honeymaren’s palm, and she missed a heartbeat. 

“Let me see. Maybe I can decipher it.” 

Elsa blushed. “No, it’s not important. Truly. Nevermind.”

Honeymaren frowned. “Don’t tell me that we went hiking for days for nothing. Your notes are important. You often have an interesting point of view. You have a sharp eye, and sometimes see things I do not see.”

‘See things you do not see...’ Thought Elsa, gulping, as she stared at Honeymaren. 

“Elsa?”

“Uh?”

“Why are you gripping your journal like that?”

The Fifth Spirit only noticed then what she was doing. She had clenched her hand on the pages, to make sure that the brunette wouldn’t take it. And it was a good thing that she was in full control of her magic now, because otherwise, with such a grasp, the whole diary would be covered with ice.

“I’m not going to snatch it out of your hands, don’t worry. If you don’t want me to read it, it’s okay.” 

Elsa stared at her in silence, her throat tight. “Let’s... Let’s just draw the map.”

Honeymaren smiled softly. “Got it.”

They resumed to their work, and a few minutes later, Elsa took the opportunity of a moment when the Northuldra was focusing on coloring the shadow of a mountain, to look again at her journal. She flipped the pages back to the sketch, and clenched her other fist as she saw the drawing again. 

A few days before, when Honeymaren was taking a nap as they were exploring the West plains, she had absentmindedly doodled the patterns of her coat in her journal. What she didn’t remember, however, is that she had actually drawn her entirely. 

Elsa nervously passed a hand in her hair, and added a layer of ice on her locks without noticing it. 

She went back to the map, but wasn’t really able to focus on it after that. When, one hour later, Honeymaren called it a day and said they could continue another time, she actually felt relieved. And when the woman leaved the tent, Elsa following behind, the blonde couldn’t help but think that she actually got the back patterns of her outfit accurately. 

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“Oh! Oh! And could you bring one of those snow me’s?”

“Snowgies”, corrected Elsa with a chuckle. “And maybe. One day, I could show them to you.”

“Yaaay!” Jolted the Sami kids in one voice, jumping around. One of them even jumped really high, and Elsa got worried for a second, until she understood that Gale actually was playing with them. 

Like any children, they switched their attention easily, and were all focused on Gale now, asking them to make them fly next. They were all so small and light that they could make them float all at the same time, and they all took off the ground with a concert of giggles. It was no big effort from Gale to do so, and Elsa remembered that the spirit was able to create tornadoes in an instant, so this was not more complex that her creating an ice sculpture. Or to sneeze snowgies. 

She joined the kids in the general giggle, then suddenly Gale stopped. The Sami children retrieved the ground, and Elsa frowned as she saw the Spirit briskly leaving the forest to the South. 

“What happened?” Worried a child. 

“I don’t know. But it’s not your fault”, she said with a soft voice, seeing how disappointed they all were.

She had felt the emotion of the Spirit before they left; it was curiosity, like they had just heard something in the distance and wanted to investigate. Elsa was naturally curious as well - must be a Spirit thing - and she followed the path that Gale had taken. 

Suddenly, she saw them come back at high speed, and she barely had the time to widen her eyes, before they swooped her up in the air. 

“WOAW!” Exclaimed the blonde, blinking at the sudden force. 

She analysed the way the Wind Spirit was making her twirl in the air, and she knew that familiar embrace. They were excited for Elsa. And that meant only one thing...

“Anna is here?” 

Gale put her back on the ground and chimed with a happy twirl, confirming it. Elsa smiled and beamed in glee. She ran in the forest to the elemental stones, and giggled with a joyful tone as she and Gale hurried along her. They moved fast in the woods, trees whistling in Elsa’s ears when she passed in front of them. She arrived to the stones, and run past them. 

In the distance, she could see a reindeer with three passengers arriving at full speed, and Elsa was glad as always that Gale could bring her news from so far. Every time, she knew when Anna would come before she even arrived to the stones. 

With a gasping laugh, Elsa ran to them, and she could see Anna jumping down and running along. 

“That’s just useless”, told her Kristoff as she did. “We’re faster with Sven!” 

“I doubt that she cares”, chuckled Olaf.

Indeed, the redhead didn’t care. That was Elsa’s and hers tradition: to tackle each other into a hug. Even if Sven arrived first. Screw logic. 

Seconds later, they arrived to each other’s level, and Elsa slowed down a bit before Anna jumped into her arms. They twirled around with bursts of laughter, delighted to hug each other again. 

“Surpriiiise!” Giggled Anna. 

Elsa held her close, her hand passing on Anna’s long hair. “You said you were busy in your last letter. You little stinker.”

“That’s the whole point of a surprise.” Laughed Anna. 

“I know. This is a great idea.” Smiled Elsa, parting from the hug to look at her little sister. 

She brought her hands to Anna’s cheeks, her gaze dancing from one eye to another. 

“No new black eye. I suppose that things are doing better?” 

Anna nudged her on the arm as the blonde cackled with laughter. “You dork.”

After Elsa hugged Kristoff and Olaf, they walked together to the camp, despite Kristoff’s suggestions to go on Sven because he was riding right next to them and it was ridiculous. Finally, they arrived to the Northuldra, who greeted their surprise visit with hurrahs. 

“I’m so happy that you’re here.” Said Elsa with the same touched smile as always. 

“And I didn’t come empty-handed!” Smiled Anna, beaming.

She rushed to get her backpack attached to Sven’s back, and took a paper bag out. Elsa instantly recognized the crest on it, and her soul filled with joy, both at the memory and what was coming.

“Chocolates! From-”

“Your favorite shop in Arendelle, yep.”

Elsa hurried to take the bag. She couldn’t believe her eyes. And her taste buds. She was almost drooling in advance.

“This is not just any chocolates, though. I bought some that we can melt in a pot so we can have some hot chocolate tonight around the camp fire.” Winked Anna.

The blonde gasped in glee. “You’re the best sister.”

“I’m your only sister.” Giggled Anna.

“That still makes you the best.”

Anna hugged Elsa briefly, both laughing.

Ryder stepped to Kristoff. “And I have good news for you. We made carrot cake!”

Kristoff’s eyes lit up like a child who was offered a giant gift. “Really?”

“I knew you were going to like it.” Winked the Northuldra. “Come on, you should hurry before Sven eats it all.”

After Anna took the paper bag, the reindeer had rushed to the other animals, and could smell the tasty smell of carrot cake any second.

The sun started to set as time passed. While the sisters caught up on their separated life news, Olaf had joined the kids, delighted to see how fast some of them had grown up. Getting more and more mature himself, he naturally found topics of discussion with them. Elsa however lifted a worried eyebrow when he started to talk about death, but Anna indicated her that it was no big deal. The blonde blinked when Anna continued her story.

“Wait, you went to jail?? What happened?!” 

Anna snorted. “No, I didn’t. I mean, I did, but...”

Her sister stared at her. “You’re not making any sense right now, and I’m concerned.”

“Elsa, I didn’t get arrested. Do you hear yourself?” Laughed Anna. 

The blonde sighed. “Sorry. I’m just very tired this week, and I become easily tensed.”

Anna paused in her gestures as she was gathering wood for the camp fire, and looked down. “I am as well. I have troubles finding sleep at night.”

“You? Have troubles sleeping?” Smiled Elsa, humor stepping above worry.

“Kristoff says that it doesn’t prevent me from snoring loudly when I finally drift off.”

They giggled, and Elsa helped her out with the wood. “What is getting on your mind? Queen duties?”

“Yes and no. That’s why I wanted to visit that guy in the jail. I felt like I had to, you know?”

The Fifth Spirit nodded. “How did it go?”

Anna smiled, and told her the whole thing. She carefully put every detail, and Elsa listened to her carefully. When she was done, the elder stared at her with amazement. 

“You really have the power to change people, you know that?”

“Is this my type of magic?” Joked Anna. 

“No, I’m serious. You really see what’s best in people, and always manage to switch their point of view for the better.”

The redhead looked at Elsa, taking in the compliment. 

“I’m the first example.” Noted the blonde. “And also Kristoff. And so many other persons.”

A smile appeared at the corner of Anna’s lips, and she looked down at the stack of wood. 

“Truly.” Added Elsa, seeing how she doubted a bit. “Arendelle is lucky to have you as a leader. You enhance life in so many ways.”

The Queen’s teal blue eyes glistened with touched tears. “Thank you.” 

As she turned to Elsa, something behind her caught her attention, and she barely had the time to squeak of surprise before Bruni appeared out of nowhere and jumped on her. Thanks to her reflexes, she received him right in time in her open palms. 

“Hey you! It’s been a while.”

The salamander chirped, curling in her hands. 

“He missed you too.” Said Elsa, smiling. 

Anna started to pet him, passing her fingers on his back, and he licked his eyes. He looked at both sisters, with an interrogative gaze. 

“We’re about to make some hot chocolate. But I doubt that you’ll like it.” Informed Elsa. “No, you prefer some ice snacks, don’t you, little guy?”

At the word ‘ice snacks’, it acted like a trigger, and the salamander turned to Elsa with excited steps and an open mouth. Anna chuckled as Elsa shook her head and lifted her left hand to pepper some snowflakes on him, and he ate each one of them. 

“Can we ask for a service in return?” Said Anna. “Could you light a fire?”

The salamander finished crunching on the snowflakes and jumped out of her hands with his paws out, then bounced on the ground. He spat a joyful amount of fire in the wood logs, and the camp fire was made. 

He then heard Olaf burst of laughter in the distance, and chirped before running to him, excited to see he had come too. 

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The sisters had sat on the ground, enjoying the mat of grass in the evening. Anna assembled the utensils she took from the camp, and put the pot on the fire, taking care of the chocolate bits and putting them in. In a soft and comfy silence, Anna turned the spoon in the pot, and Elsa watched her do so, lulled by her moves. 

They were isolated from the rest of the camp, and she enjoyed that little bubble of calm with her younger. The delicious smell of the chocolate getting heated was making them both hum around the fire. With the dancing purple-pink light of the flames, Anna’s red hair looked like soft lava in the night. Elsa turned to her, and looked at her for a moment, before taking a deep emotional breath. 

“Anna... I realized that you didn’t tell me anything about Honeymaren.”

The redhead turned to her, detaching her eyes from the melting chocolate to frown in confusion. 

“What? We talked for hours about it after coffee when you came.”

“No, what I mean is that you didn’t say anything about... Me... Feeling... Attracted to a woman.” 

“Oh. Oh. Oh, Elsa...” 

Each one of those ‘oh’s had a different sound. The first one was reactive, the second one understanding, and the last one sweet in affection.

Anna put the lid back on the pot to take her elder’s hand in hers.

“Elsa, you’re my sister and you mean the world to me. Of course I won’t judge you. It just came naturally to me.”

“That I liked girls?” 

Anna had to restrain herself not to giggle.

“No, that you needed support. And a confidant. And some advice. You can tell me anything. And I’ll always listen.” 

There was a silence, as Elsa smiled deeply. 

“It’s true, you’re always such a good listener and you’re so nice...”

“It’s not just kindness.” Insisted Anna. “I genuinely support you. You don’t have to feel any excluded because of who you love, Elsa. Your choices make you you. And I wouldn’t want you any different. It’s my role to accept y--”

Elsa suddenly had jumped from her spot and tackled Anna in a warm embrace. The redhead was surprised by the gesture, almost fell back, and stopped talking. Usually, when Elsa wanted to hug, she only came forward with open arms. It always was Anna who would then launch herself in the hugs, even if Elsa often initiated them. The Queen closed her eyes and passed a hand along Elsa’s back. 

“We made a promise. To never shut each other’s out.” Murmured Anna on her shoulder. 

Elsa sighed with a teary smile. “Yes, we did. I’ll try all I can to respect that promise.”

“It’s alright if there are days where you can’t.” Assured Anna. 

Elsa parted from the hug to look at her little sister with sad eyes. “I’m trying my best, I swear. It’s just... Bad habits are hard to break.”

Anna understood that she was referring to the 13 years of isolation. Elsa still had issues about including her sister in for some situations. “Of course.” 

She remembered how Elsa had hidden the fact she heard a voice calling her, or sent her away with Olaf when she had decided to go cross the Dark Sea alone. 

The Fifth Spirit started to fidget with the paper wrapping that was around the chocolate. The redhead gave her a side look. She knew what that meant. 

“Over-thinking again, uh?” 

“I can’t help it.” Muttered Elsa, looking down. 

“I know.” Said Anna, putting a hand on her shoulder. “But you really need to chill about Honeymaren. Hey, look, I made a pun! Anyway...”

Elsa snorted at her joke, and let out a giggle. 

“Your mood change really fast.” Laughed Anna. 

“Not as fast as Gale’s”, noted the blonde, and in her sentence, one could perceive how many times she had to cope with the Spirit’s swings. Each spirit was stubborn as hell, but Gale changed their feeling as fast and often as a weather vane turned in a day. Ironically. 

The Queen laughed. “I think that a cup a hot chocolate will do great for both of us nervous minds.” 

She then remembered that she had left the lid on. “Oh my goodness!!” 

Anna rushed to take it off and resume to her stirring. She hissed and shook her hand as she burned herself a bit in the process. 

Elsa rolled her eyes. “You should have waited for me to soothe the fire.” 

“I’m fine. It’s just a burn.” Assured Anna, still looking at the pot, waving her hand at her to dismiss her worry. 

The elder caught her hand while she moved it in front of her face, and delicately infused some cold on her skin. 

“Ahhh, that’s actually neat... Thanks.” 

While Elsa checked her burned fingers, some steps approached, and Kristoff joined them around the camp fire. 

“Mind me joining in?” Smiled the man. 

“Of course not.” Chimed Elsa. “Let’s make it a family time.”

“I’m not sure we’ll have enough hot chocolate if we split it in three”, remarked Anna as she was still focused on stirring the spoon in the pot. 

“I’ll just drink in your mug then.” Joked Kristoff as he sat next to Elsa. 

The redhead gave him a look. “Dare to do that and I cancel our marriage.” 

Kristoff and Elsa laughed loudly. 

“I’m serious. Nothing gets in my way when there’s chocolate at stake.”

“We know.”

She eventually was able to split it in three big servings, more than enough - Elsa crafted herself an ice mug because Anna only had picked two at the Northuldra village, and the younger was impressed to see once again how resistant her ice was - and they all sat down together. 

Under the stars, they talked and laughed for a long time, filling the woods with their vibrant voices. 

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Sweet and soft but also serious and reflexive... A balanced chapter! :D Thank you so much for your positive feedback on the previous chaps, I’m so happy!

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[tyunni]

sunghoon as your bf !! (random headcanons)

genre: fluff, angst if u squint. warnings: cursing, maybe some slip ups and english isnt my first language. a/n: AAAH I HAVENT POSTED A BF POST IN SO LONGGGG!! ever since i moved blogs man anyways i rlly hate this one but i have to clear my drafts. im still on semi-hiatus until further notice tho.

ure dating an asshole. thats not a hc that's a fact.

as we are all well aware, he tends to be shy at times, but he likes to mask up his shyness with cockiness.

hence why it's pretty easy but also pretty hard to catch him off guard.

"sunghoon? are you okay?? ur face is red-" "of course, i'm okAy!! *nervous giggles* are you okay tho?? doesn't it make u flustered standing next to the park sunghoon? the prettiest, sexiest and the most hands-"

pls slap the actual fuck out of him, or else he's not going to shut up.

that's his fake cockiness, but the real one jumps out when he actually makes you flustered.

he just loves seeing you all nervous and blushy, it boosts his ego.. maybe a tad bit too much...

winks at you, whispers tiny "i love you's" in your ear, rests his head on your shoulder, kisses your neck and then watches you melt under his gaze with a cheeky smirk plastered on his handsome face.

unpopular opinion maybe? but sunghoon would be a very playful boyfriend. he puts up this mature, cool and collected demeanor, but that ice cold persona simply crumbles the second you step into the room. he's just really whipped.

he could literally get so annoying tho, he just craves your attention. pokes your sides, lays on top of you, grabs you by the shoulders and aggressively shakes you, messes up your hair, pinches your cheeks, basically does anything so your undivided attention is on him and him only.

of course that doesn't apply for when you have to study or get some serious work done, he's respectful and will definitely understand that you have your own responsibilities to take care of.

but if you don't, and for some reason you aren't paying attention to him, your boyfriend, your happiness, the love of your life - tch, unbelievable. how dare you not be all over him 😒😒 - then he'll get whiney.

"y/nnnnnn, pay attention to me!!" "i'm watching tiktoks" "can i see that?? thanks" *powers off your phone* "now you aren't watching tiktoks 😋😋"

he's very much a hand holder. maybe it's just me and my obsession with his pretty hands, but i feel like he'd love it if you played with them. he has long fingers, so if you compared your hand sizes or something, he'd just melt. doesn't care if your hand is bigger, he just likes the feeling of your palm against his. it makes him feel warm and giddy inside.

mfs hands are always FREEZING THO!!! he ain't called ice prince for nothing huh?? gOD DAMN- 💀

his hands and feet?? ice cold. even if it's 10839284929491°'s outside and everyone is boiling alive, his hands will be freezing.

so be cautious, because he doesn't use his elsa powers for good (눈‸눈)

sunghoon likes to "surprise" you by sneaking up behind you and putting his cold ass hands on your warm neck.

will "kiss it better" tho 😋 totally not an excuse to have his lips on your neck, nope !!! he just firmly believes that his kisses are magical <(￣︶￣)>

did i mention he likes neck kisses?? oh i have????? well i'm gonna say it again.

not only does he love kissing your neck, he also loves it when you kiss his. it makes his heart flutter and he lets out the cutest giggles you have ever heard in your entire life.

claims that it's simply because it tickles, but the real reason is that you make his heart ache so much he can't help but laugh. any sort of contact with you makes him uncontrollably smile.

he's not big on PDA ig?? it just makes him feel uncomfortable when he's around other people, especially strangers.

EXCEPT!!!! when someone is flirting with you.

sunghoon is a pretty possessive boyfriend, obviously to an extent. he tends to get jealous a lot but tries to play it cool by going: "hah, he thought he really had a chance, huh?? i'm like.. 10x more handsome than he is."

but the way his grip on you tightens, him shifting closer to you by the second as he lets go of your hand and wraps his around your waist, glaring daggers at the guy in front of you who keeps miserably failing at trying to get your number says otherwise.

he likes kisses a lot. just the feeling of your lips on his is heavenly and he wouldn't trade it for the world.

your day starts with kisses and ends with kisses, that's just how it goes, i don't make the rules.

wakes you up by either smooching you all over your face, very aggressively might i add, or leaving gentle kisses on your collarbone.

the second you open your eyes he's pulling away and staring at you so adoringly, oh my god it melts my heart.

he thinks you're the most gorgeous/handsome human being that has ever walked on planet earth, even when your face is all puffy in the morning, drool all over your chin and hair all over the place. you're still perfect in his eyes.

asks for kisses back, even if you have morning breath. he doesn't give a fuck. sunghoon wants? sunghoon gets.

he also likes cuddles. cuddles you in your sleep, you have no other choice.

he's always the big spoon, but if you ask him nicely then he might change his ways for you once in a while.

remember when i mentioned his feet were cold?? yeah, that plays a big ass part rn-

he loves to tangle your legs together bcuz it both provides him warmth and makes him feel closer to you. you probably shriek and try to squirm away from him, but good luck with that 'cause he has an iron grip on you and isn't planning on letting go at all.

"JDJSBDJWDBJEBDNE SUNGHOON STOP DJEKFNEJDJ" "shhhhhhhh baby don't fight it."

buries his head in the crook of your neck. if it weren't for his breath tickling you, you would have thought he suffocated himself. LIKE HIS HEAD IS ALLLLL THE WAY IN THERE YK???

sunghoon is low-key hilarious when he's sleepy, though.

if he's sleep deprived enough, he gets super clingy!! and also says the stupidest shit one can come up with. like u literally can't make that shit up-

"nooooo don't go, im comfortable" "sunghoon i need to pee-" "then get a diaper smh"

if you want him to pass out and fall asleep fast, turn around to face him and play with his hair.

let him lay his head on your chest for better access, totally not because he likes listening to your heartbeat.

HIS. HAIR. IS. SO. FLUFFY. AND. SOFT.

run your fingers through his hair, massage his scalp and he's putty in your hands. give him a little forehead kiss as a cherry on top and he's over he moon. just loves it so much!!!!

kiss his nose. need i say more? just PECK IT.

your foreheads slightly touching as you stare into each others eyes lovingly, your noses rubbing lightly? sunghoon has ascended.

also ALSO ALSOALLSOSKDOAKDKW i can not stress this enough, cup his face in your hands, wait for him to flutter his eyes shut and then lightly peck his eyelids. you're doing gods work.

he compliments you soooo much oh my god it's so cute.

"sunghoon i look stupid." "no you're gorgeous :)" "i literally look like a clown are you fucking serious-" "yes. yes i am. you're beautiful shut up."

now even though he compliments the shit out of you, the second you compliment him he gets all blushy, it's adorable. tries to deny the fact that he is indeed a very pretty boy, because he can get insecure from time to time.

"you're so pretty, hoonie" "dkjsjd no?? hahahaha no am not haha... do you really mean it though? :("

you guys are the visual couple, no take backsies its true and you know it.

overall 11/10, boyfriend material, would recommend.

©tyunni please do not copy, translate or repost my work.

[adrianasunderworld]

Now seeing some asks and I probably miss them, but who would the princesses individually interact with Kalim, Sebek, Jade, Epel, and Cater?

I can picture Kalim with Rapunzel as they are both sunshine and j want to say more but it seems to be about Tangled series.

I think you're right about Rapunzel and Kalim getting along. Maybe he asks her to paint some of the spaces in Scarbia because he really likes her artwork. Or to design the posters for the music clubs next concert. Kalim I also mentioned would get along with Ariel. They all have good vibes.

I mentioned in the og post that Cater saw Anna doing her thing where she jumps and poses in front of portraits, so they take pictures together all the time. By extension I think Cater tries to stay on Elsas good side. Plus she can make cool icy backdrops for pictures.

Jade I think gets along with Ariel, he likes her just fine, shes a good friend of Floyd and she's a pleasant lounge coworker, and her curiosity amuses him. Jade gets along with Tiana, and she's willing to work with him on incorporating his mushrooms into dishes, unlike Azul and Floyd she does not get sick of it. Aroura grew up in the woods and Merida also knows all about the outdoors. They sometimes join him on his club outings and they are an invaluable resource to him.

Epel gets along great with Snow. She is part of the Pomfiore gang. She's always so sweet to Epel and he can get a little flustered by it sometimes though. Tiana is the only person that understands Epels country accent. Some of the phrases he says is stuff Lottie or other people where she's from says. Epel is trying to maintain his southern accent while speaking clearly like Tiana does.

Sebek is always beefing with Mulan and Merida. For one thing Merida does not like how rigid Sebek can be and when he harps on her for how to properly address Malleus. Mulan is more like a second rival for Sebek. He sees how this human girl is capable of doing all this stuff that he has yet to master and while he gives her the credit where its due, he's still kinda salty about it and always wants her t train with them. Since Aroura and Belle are Malleus friends, they are kinda the ones that can best put up with him. Aroura kinda lets him go off in the background, her aunts bickered all the time, the chaos is nothing new to her. While Belle will tell him he needs to control his volume and use his inside voice.

[captainlevisteacup]

All Characters, the Nicknames MC has For Them, and the Events That Follow: A Wholly Unnecessary Thread

Warnings: None, unless you count demon boys being butthurt about being called out

Enjoy my stupidity!

Lucifer👿🖤🥀☕🍷

Luci

Pridey Pants

Gordon Ramsey of Life

Mom

Loosen-up Luci

Jesus's emo brother

*cough* Daddy *cough*

The results of these nicknames....they were not pretty. MC calls him Luci? He doesn't LOVE it. Does that small scary smile that MC knows (or should know) not to push.

Pridey pants...ohhh boy. MC says it at dinner....is absolutely terrified when he doesnt do anything. After dinner, follows MC into the hallway to dole out *ahem* punishment

Beel is the only one to understand the Gordon Ramsey one. Starts booming laughter

Mom. Oho. This is the second worst. Happened when MC asked Luci to pass them a steak knife. Ended up with the knife being thrown into the table, inches from MC's hand.

Ah. The worst one. Jesus's emo brother. He doesnt even know where to begin. The brothers AND Diavolo have to SPRINT away to keep from cackling like crazed lunatics. Simeon is the only one who openly laughs. Kitchen duty for 2 months. Absolutely worth it. Would do it again without hesitation.

Mammon💛💵💰💳

Mammory Gland

Finding Nemo Seagull (Mine! Mine!)

Crow

Tan Elsa

Greedo

General Greedous

"Ehhhhh? What's a mammary gland?"

*muffled Satan laughter*

Mc has to explain the crow one, because apparently it isnt common knowledge that crows love shiny things?

Tan Elsa. Levi was crying when this one slipped out of MC's mouth. All Mammon could do was be offended. After much, MUCH coaxing, reluctantly agreed to dance to "Let it Go" in a dress.

Levi💜🐍🎮🕹

Has a thing for degradation, so you can really only insult him with anime stuff

Levi Heichou (if you get this, we can be friends)

Leviathan the lonely

Snake man

Mermaid Boy

Snekky snek

Levia-hand

He could ignore all of them.....except for

LEVIA-HAND

I mean come on!

"MC did you really have to go there? That was really-"

"Below the belt?"

"UGH MCCCCC"

*distant suggestive Asmo noises*

Satan💚💢📚

Angry bean

Grumpy kitty

Nerd

Angry librarian

Blond, angsty James Charles

Fashion disaster

There isn't a single one of these that DOESNT make Satan want to break something.

Who is James Charles? Fashion disaster?! "I happen to dress very nicely, thank you very much"

"How am I a librarian? I just read, it's very different, honestly MC"

Refuses to even acknowledge "grumpy kitty"

Asmodeus😘💋❤💅

Asmo-dick-us

Ass-mo

Momo

Polly Pocket

The kinky one

*jokingly* slutttttt

He, surprisingly, doesn't mind any of them. He thinks it's really cute that MC has nicknames for him. He always encourages you to call him them more often, and even makes a bunch of them for MC. His favorite one is Momo, because:

"Its just so cuuuuuuute!"

Beel🥺🍔💪🏻

Sexy Vacuum man

The last Weasley

Snack Buddy

Hungry Bean

Un-beel-eavable

These all make the boy SO HAPPY

MC cares enough to make nicknames for him?

*happy Beel noises*

Wait. MC thinks he's sexy?😳

What's a Weasley?

He has a snack buddy?☺☺☺

Belphie🙁💭💤🛏

Sloth man

Sleepyhead

That bastard with a choking kink

Killer grip

The emo twin

Black Sheep

"I woke up like this" master

He wants to be mad. He really does. But there's a problem: he can't argue with ANY of them. Kinda makes him smile just a LITTLE

Is glad MC has forgiven him enough to actually JOKE about the choking incident.

Spends a lot of time trying to get someone to explain what "emo" means. Levi knows what it means, and refuses to tell him because he thinks its funnily accurate

Dia👑💮🔥

Double D Dia

Big Tiddy Divvy

King of the Boobs

Díablo

Milk man

Firehead

The rich, gay uncle

There isnt a single minute he doesn't find these hysterical. He thinks it's a charming human world custom, to give someone a nickname. He also thinks it shows how comfortable with him MC is.

His favorite is easily DD Dia. Mc noticed his body? *smirk* interesting

Why are so many of them boob related? MC does realize he is a male, right?

The rich, gay uncle. Diavolo has no words. Absolutely shook.

Lucifer overheard some of these...was appalled MC was harassing the PRINCE with their ridiculous nicknames.

He was about to go off on a terrified MC, when Diavolo stepped in laughing and told Lucifer....

"Calm down, Mom."

Mc nearly choked on their own suppressed laughter

Barbatos had to quickly usher them away so MC could openly laugh and therefore breathe

Barbatos 🧐👀🐀🕓

Barbie

Simply one hell of a butler

Sebas-chan

Time warp man

Chuck E Cheese

The cake maker

Understands every single reference, is actually surprisingly cool with it, as long as MC doesn't embarrass him with it.

Diavolo catches wind of what MC is calling Barbaties, eventually starts adopting the nicknames

The only one Barbatos doesn't like is "Chuck E Cheese", because he hates rats so so much. How dare they compare him to one of those disgusting creatures?

Simeon🌙🤍🌹🌈

Boomer

Dad joke central

Beautiful man

Sinful shoulders

Angel Dad

Sin-ammon Roll

Simeon can't decide between being flattered or appalled. He's not THAT old. Nor is he a father! Well, maybe more of a father figure in regards to Luke, but still! He doesn't tell THAT many dad jokes.. right?

Blushes intensely at Beautiful man and Sinammon roll. Wonders if MC really means that or is just teasing him.

Eventually he makes the stupid decision to ask Asmo....wrong move. Asmo ends up laying out all of Simeon's desires towards MC, the week following he can't even look MC in the face. MC has no clue what happened and starts to think it was their fault.

They confront Simeon about it after a while, and Simeon full on breaks and confesses to MC

Asmo takes full credit for this happening

Solomon😑🖤💫🧙🏻‍♂️

Shady Lady

The sus one

Kinky dude

Draco malfoy

Doesn't mind MC having insulting nicknames for him....he has them too. Starts swapping them with MC to see who can make the other laugh harder.

Sometimes, the brothers will sit in and listen while they exchange them, and they'll keep score and vote on who wins

Eventually, Diavolo and Simeon get involved

Barbatos caters these events

Luke😇👶🏼🌸🧁

Baby angel

Son

Woof

Puppy

Little doggo

The poor boy has no idea which one he hates more. Gets so flustered whenever MC calls him one of these that his whole face turns red

Simeon tells him its adorable every time without fail

This makes Luke even worse. All MC has to do is call Luke one of the names and its fair game for Luke hunting

The only one he actually...kind of...likes is Son. He likes the idea of MC as a parent figure.

Which leads him to realize: what if MC and Simeon got together! Then MC WOULD be his parent

Gets Solomon and Barbatos to help bring MC and Simeon together

They end up bombarding the two with an obnoxious Valentine's day-esque cake

Did it work?

[astudyinfreewill]

i’ve been remiss in liveblogging my catching-up-with-spn thoughts but man scoobynatural really did hit like a brick to the face. it was just. So Much Episode

dean quoting elsa from frozen and telling sam to “let it go”, which is similar to referencing dory in s12 and generally being into cartoons because he never got to have a childhood except elsa is very obviously a disney princess... imagine season 1 dean??? you couldn’t. they’d give the reference to sam and have dean say something like dUdE cOulD yOu bE MoRe GaY??? anyway post-charlie dean we love you

the dean cave!!!!!! listen. listen. listen. don’t talk to me about dean’s nesting. don’t talk to me about he’s constantly trying to make the bunker a home for himself and his loved ones (which is fundamentally at odds with sam viewing it as a place of work, which is also why dean is so unsettled with the hunters using it as a homebase in s14 bc hey that’s his home!! :/ ). but DO talk to me about how there are two la-Z-boy recliners but we know sam’s never seen the deancave before so. who’s the other chair for. who’s the other chair FOR. gee i wonder if this has anything to do with dean and cas having movie date nights. don’t (or do) talk to me about dean building a home and cas being the first person he wants to share it with!!!!!!!!

the running joke about dean loving scooby doo which the show plays for laughs bc they rely on jensen to make it funny but is actually monumentally sad. “wherever dad dragged us there was always a tv”. dean raised sam but who raised dean?? no one. that’s who. he got stuck watching scooby doo and letting tv be his parent because no one else was around to do it. watching cartoons was probably the closest he could feel to being an actual child. john winchester die by my blade

right so. aside from the whole dean striking out with daphne as a last ditch attempt at performing heteronormativity, many people have already discussed the triangulation of desire happening here with dean-daphne-fred much more in-depth than i could, so i’m not gonna get into it but i just. dean... dean you’re so transparent. literally see-through. why was that whole car-racing scene so filled with homoerotic tension à la top gun?? i know why and you know why we all know why. also there’s THIS which is driving me absolutely off my gourd:

yeah, dean. tell us more about fred’s perfect hair, his can-do attitude, and his stupid ascot (which dean ends up wearing HIMSELF by the end of the attitude!!! love that triangulation!! love that sublimation of desire!! love that inherently bisexual conundrum of do i want to be him or be with him!!! delicious!!! (also worth noting, dean’s disparaging comments towards fred can be paralleled to velma’s disparaging comments towards sam... whom she ends up kissing at the end of the episode. just saying)

wonderful. i once led armies and now i’m paired with a scruffy philistine and a talking dog. this has nothing to do with dean i just love cas very much and he was golden in the episode. mans came back from syria where he got married to the djinn quinn as part of an elaborate scam. immediately goes down to the deancave further proving that he knows where it is when even sam who lives in the bunker didn’t. they are NESTING your honour!! also dean did compare cas to scooby which is. well i don’t know what it is except for dean’s constant reframing of cas as the most endearing/dorky creature regardless of how accurate it is(n’t).

“that was the coolest thing that’s ever happened to me. and that includes the cartwright twins.” followed by cas immediately staring at him and asking “what did you do with the cartwright twins.” and dean getting flustered and stammering while he makes a hasty exit. okay. maybe don’t bring up your past sexual escapades in front of your current love interest then!!!

just! the ending with tfw working together on solving the case!! i love them very much!! wholesome content!! 

“is that an ascot?” (beat) (strokes ascot sensually) “yes.” what IS this!!!! what am i WATCHING!!! you turn into your object of desire because it’s easier than admitting your desire to yourself when you’ve been so doggedly (ha) pursuing what you’re supposed to socially acceptably desire!!!

“dean. you’re not a talking dog.” just. the voice of a man who is completely exasperated and rethinking his decision to defy heaven for this particular human. first the cartwright twins and now this?? (and yet, cas... why did you make the book you were working on a romance book. why did the killer stuffed dinosaur have to be in love. supernatural is A Show with Characters)

but also just something about. dean having aggressive homoerotic tension with fred and then wearing the ascot himself. dean comparing cas to scooby the talking dog and then acting like scooby himself. you turn yourself into the object of desire so you never have to actualize that desire outside yourself i know the rituals are intricate i KNOW it--

[kxllerblond]

@polyphagist​ ASKED:  👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)? , 💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?, 😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?, 🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?, & ❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

👁️ A pretty light blue. I’d say they’re that light enough blue that he might get a compliment here and there. When he’s out fake charming people, his eyes and smile are probably the biggest things that draw people in. His eyes are typically the only show of emotion you’ll get so I’d say they can be pretty expressive. He’s also got those spooky black demon eyes that show up during extreme emotion (which is yet another reason why he pulls an Elsa and conceals, doesn’t feel)

💥 Anger, hurt. His anger gets him in the most trouble and his inability to handle hurt and grief and loss were the main reason he initially died. Clark likes to say he’s got a handle on it all now but he’s just better at bottling it and hiding it.

😨 Depends on the situation. Verbal? He tends to fight. If he feels scared or hurt, he tries to hurt back. Physical? He likely takes flight. Clark’s never been one to take unnecessary physical battles whether he’s scared or not.

🎭 Absolutely. He’s a chameleon. The more charming he is, the less likely he probably cares for you or likes you or acknowledges you as someone of worth. The more ornery and intolerable he is, the more comfortable he probably is around you. If he’s flustered, unsure of himself, etc then you’ve probably managed to reach behind those pesky walls of his.

❤️ Time and acts of service. He’ll fret over someone, cancel his plans, etc. Gifts as well but that tends to be more in a tie in to time and service than a primary language on its own.

[linawritesocs]

cute/fun facts about my ocs (but they actually are cute and fun)

no angst today, only boys being happy (we don't talk about my imagines blog)

avery, vance, merrill and allen find each other annoying and allen cares only about merrill, but merrill hates him and avoids him all the time. avery and merrill COULD possibly get along, if only avery didn't hate beautiful people so much (and it doesn't help that merrill "uses his appearance" for likes and fame)

if they had to choose their favorite scents, avery would choose a rose scent (well, he IS based on rose from beauty and the beast), vance would choose an orange one, merrill would choose a lavender one and allen would choose a chocolate scent (a reference to anna and elsa liking chocolate)

after he overblotted, merrill stopped wearing glasses. he wore them only because he didn't want people to recognize him, so now that people know about his acc, why should he continue wearing them? ace said that "he doesn't look so scary and intimidating anymore" and merrill smiled and said "well, i'm glad to hear that"

allen gets sick very easily, so he wears warm clothes even in summer. yes, he would wear a sweater even at the beach. when he gets sick, he becomes a lot more weak, he starts whining and asking for more attention. he would ask someone to hug him and if they say that they don't want to get infected, he would say something like "i don't care, you don't want infection, i want affection, SO HUG ME ALREADY AND KISS MY FOREHEAD"

avery is very ticklish. just so you know. it's one of his many weaknesses.

pet names that they would call their s/o:

avery: first of all, it would take A LOT OF TIME for him to call his s/o pet names and he would most likely start doing it only if they ask or if he wants to fluster them just like they love to watch him get flustered. he would start calling them "my flower" or a classic one: "sweetheart".

vance: "cutie" or "honey"

merrill: "my darling" or "my love"

allen: NEVER SETTLES FOR JUST ONE OR TWO PET NAMES AND ALWAYS COMES UP WITH THE CRAZIEST ONES

avery's twice bias is jihyo (have you read about jihyo's ideal type? SHE HAS THE SAME PREFERENCE AS AVERY) and his favorite twice songs are "what is love" and "yes or yes"

vance's favorite games are rpgs/jrpgs and the ones that involve a lot of action and fighting. he would also be into genshin and be a venti main (as for others, i think avery would be a kokomi main, but also say that he hates the fact that there are still no playable dendro characters, merrill would be a keqing main and allen would be a klee main)

if allen was a nrc student, he would most likely be sorted into octavinelle. (NOT ONLY BECAUSE OF LUMI, BUT ALSO BECAUSE I THINK IT FITS)

allen not only hates anything salty, but he also doesn't like ice cream (which makes sense)

merrill doesn't like wearing ignihyde dorm uniform because that one time he wore it, he got many weird looks and thought he looked bad. but the thing is that people were just shocked, because he looked too good and merrill doesn't know that. avery meanwhile hates wearing pomefiore dorm uniform JUST BECAUSE IT'S POMEFIORE UNIFORM. vance likes heartslabyul dorm uniform, but doesn't wear it that often simply because he's a rebellious boy. he also has a heart-shaped symbol on his face when he wears it, similar to ace, but he has the one on his cheek, like cater and trey.

after vance overblotted, he started being more careful and he stopped getting injured so often. his habit of calling things game-related terms can't go away that easily, but he promises that he doesn't view his life as a game anymore. he also started thinking of creating his own club, but he can't decide if it should be a skateboarding club or video games club.

allen secretly (or not so) writes fanfiction about him and merrill. vance thinks avery x merrill is a better ship though and he said it himself while avery and merrill were both in the room. when they asked why, he said "because you hate each other but you two are almost the same"

avery does play games from time to time, but he only plays mobile ones. vance once saw what kind of games he plays and he laughed about it for an hour.