#love essentially

[annas-hair-donut]

Love, Essentially

Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies), The Little Mermaid (1989), Brave (2012) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Anna/Kristoff, Anna/Hans, Anna & Kristoff Characters: Anna, Kristoff, Hans, Elsa, Sven, Ariel, Merida, Olaf Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Trains, Nurses, Pandemics, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Angst, Step-parents, Sisters, Hospitals, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Masks, Hans Being an Asshole, Showers, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Roleplay

Chapters: 37/37 Posted Series: Part 1 of The Arendelle Pandemic Summary: Anna is a nurse in an ER and she's taken the train to work almost every day for the past 10 years. She is married to Hans and they have two daughters, Ariel and Merida. Kristoff is a lonely train engineer for the City of Arendelle's commuter line. Then the Pandemic strikes and changes everything. Kristoff is forced to work as a conductor for the first time in 15 years, and his path finally collides with Anna's. Will the Pandemic bring them together?

💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 Before he even turned around, he could hear her panting.

“Than..k you…. It… was so… nice…. … of you to…. Hold the train… for me.”

“They changed the schedule for the Pandemic.  So the train runs 5 minutes earlier than before.”

“Oh, really?  Well, I really appreciate you waiting for me.”  Kristoff thought she looked really guilty.

“Oh, um, just my job.  You know.”

Once she mostly caught her breath she looked up at him.  “No, really.  I appreciate it.”

Her eyes, bright teal, shined on top of the yellow disposable mask, which was surrounded by her bright red hair tucked into messy braids.  Kristoff tried not to think about how cute she was, or how captivating her eyes were.

“Do you have your ticket, miss?”

“Oh!  My ticket.  I completely forgot!  Ok, hold on, let me find it really quick.”

After a few seconds of her fiddling with the app, “Ok, here it is.  Sorry for all the trouble!”

“No problem.  Please go ahead and take your seat.”

The next 25 minutes were hard for Kristoff.  He went through the motions at the next three stops, but his eyes darted back to the redhead whenever he wasn’t doing anything else.  She was playing a game or texting with someone on her phone and her eyes lit up occasionally or she’d wiggle in her seat or twirl her hair.  Kristoff had to find out what she was doing that could possibly be so entertaining at 7:00 am.  He casually walked by, pretending to check something behind her so he could get a look at her screen.  She was watching “Avatar:  The Last Airbender”.  He recognized it instantly because his 11 year old niece, Thora, always made him watch with it her.  He thought they could at least have that to talk about.

What the hell, Bjorgman.  She’s not that cute.

Then he continued to casually walk back to the front and turned back around.  The woman noticed the stop and stood up, smoothing her scrubs and adjusting her bag.

She really is that cute.  And her eyes just sparkle.

She stood right in front of the door, and Kristoff really did his best not to notice her breasts bouncing every time the train hit a bump.  He wondered if they were big enough to fill his large hands.  He guessed that they were, but just barely.  Realizing that he was staring, he lifted his eyes as quickly as he could.  Just as he did she turned to him, without catching him, and said, “I hope you have a really good day.  Thanks again for holding the door for me.”

“Um, sure.  You, too.  Have a nice day.”

Have a nice day?  Huh.

He didn’t realize how nice it would be to have a beautiful woman say that to him in real life, and for him to say it to her.  It was so much better than his fantasy. As soon as the doors opened Kristoff walked onto the platform and watched Anna sprint off towards the hospital.  She looked over her shoulder, though, and waved at him.  He waited until she was out of sight before letting the engineers know the platform was clear.

“Well, she sure did turn your frown upside down!”

“Excuse me?”  Kristoff was annoyed that this woman interrupted his thoughts about the cute redhead.

“I’ve been on this train since Living Rock and you’ve been Mr. Grumpy Cat the whole time.  And in walks Miss Blue Eyes and you’re all smiles.”

“I’ve got to check tickets.”

When Kristoff walked by again, he heard, “You still have that goofy grin on your face, by the way. Even with the mask I can tell.”

“I’m sorry, but what are you talking about?”

“That girl, the nurse.”

“Do you know her?”  He hated that his curiosity got the better of him. 

“I’ve been riding this route every morning for years.  I know all the regulars.  Course most of them aren’t here anymore.  Pandemic.  Anyway, her name’s-”

“Don’t tell me.”

“You don’t want to know?”

“No.  I just want to do my job and go home at the end of the day.”

Continue reading @ AO3.

[lackadaisycal-art]

I'm getting so sick of major female characters in historical media being incredibly feisty, outspoken and public defenders of women's rights with little to no realistic repercussions. Yes it feels like pandering, yes it's unrealistic and takes me out of the story, yes the dialogue almost always rings false - but beyond all that I think it does such a disservice to the women who lived during those periods. I'm not embarrassed of the women in history who didn't use every chance they had to Stick It To The Man. I'm not ashamed of women who were resigned to or enjoyed their lot in life. They weren't letting the side down by not having and representing modern gender ideals. It says a lot about how you view average ordinary women if the idea of one of your main characters behaving like one makes them seem lame and uninteresting to you.

[spooksier]

the place adventure time has in just culture in general is so so funny to be because it's so prevalent whether through just merch with characters on it or designs directly referencing the style/aesthetics and yet most people have not actually seen the show past season 1-5 (including me until like a year ago!) so if you try to explain any post s5 adventure time plot where it basically became a complete different show you sound fucking insane. they don't even know about princess bubblegum's gay cousin chicle. they don't even know about my dear friend fern.

[haunted-xander]

Well, I guess you didn't have much of a choice either

[ronanlynchbf]

tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY

[majunju]

getting married to the cold duke of the north but contrary to belief he's rather cuter than expected?!

[ablueberryblogs]

I don't know what trans man need to hear this but you're allowed to be angry. It doesn't make you evil. You are allowed to experience all possible emotions without apology and still be a good man.

*this is about trans men specifically, do not derail. You are free to make your own post*

[dykestache]

new heart bong 🫀

[grimae]

happy Zelda day y'all. Here's the dragons I drew from BotW some years ago because I basically always loved Zelda's dragon designs.

[casually-eat-my-soul]

Okay so after the mountain breakup and makeup, jaskier has a new horse. He super excited to introduce Geralt “horse girl” Riviera to his sweetheart of a horse, Pegasus. He talk about how well mannered and precious his horse is; and how he just had to buy him off of his old owners who didn’t treat him right — “ I mean they didn’t even give him apples, Geralt, who does that?? —

Geralt is expecting a dainty normal horse, maybe with ribbons in his hair, like his owner. But they get to the stables and jaskier skips over to this behemoth of a war horse. (I’m thinking like a shire horse type breed).

Jaskier is just absolutely besotted with the “sweetheart” and Geralt is petrified. This horse is bigger than roach. It’s glaring at Geralt with the rage of hellfire. Geralt is like 57% sure it’s a hell horse.

It’s also super protective of jaskier and it hates Geralt. Pegasus is always moving in between the two and when Jaskier starts giving Geralt attention Pegasus whines and Jaskier will go back to him.

Geralt is not jealous no matter what anyone says. He tries to tell Jaskier about how his demon horse keeps glaring at him and bumping him off the road. But everytime he tries to point it out Pegasus has the most innocent look on his face.

It would be so funny to see a horse and a Witcher try and fight for Jaskier attention

[hinamie]

picked up an old pen

[starmocha]

He's making dinner for both of us instead of dining out?

He's only mildly annoyed that we playfully poked him in the side? (Also MC feels comfortable enough to do it in the first place)

He's let us cover him in cutesy childish band-aids five times before stopping the sixth attempt?

Man is soft for us. He is giving "if anything happens to her, I will kill everyone in this room and then myself" vibe.

I'm in love.

[anotherpapercut]

just had an absolutely sickening conversation with a 20 year old I work with wherein I had to impress upon her that her and her friends need to be extremely cautious going to the gay clubs right now with increasing attacks happening. make sure any very young, very newly adult queer people in your life know that we're a family and community and part of that is being willing to fight for your siblings lives if they're under attack. even if it's a person you despise, you stick up for your family and they will stick up for you. we are all we have. the cops refuse to help, and so do most people outside the community. we cannot survive without each other

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji goes to Lotus Pier (No relation to the AU of the same name)

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[nancywheeeler]

hopeless time loop. the way out isn’t to save everyone. the way out isn’t to save even one person. the way out isn’t to change anything. the way out is accepting how it happened the first time is how it always will be. that’s how you acted, that’s how they acted, that’s how you would have acted every time if you weren’t given the curse of hindsight. the way out is accepting you can’t fix the past; you can only forgive yourself for it.

[starsofang]

everybody had forgotten your birthday. well — everybody except for one person. that person remained a mystery, leaving you a wrapped gift on top of your desk.

the wrapping was pretty, decked in your favorite color with a neat bow slapped on top. it was a stereotypical gift, but it was the only one you’d received for your birthday, and to you, the execution was as beautiful as ever.

one thing was missing, and it was a name. on the tag, rather than saying who it was from, it was a scribbled out heart replaced with a simple smiley face. you didn’t have a clue who the gift could be from, but whoever delivered it was clearly on the fence about revealing their identity.

upon unwrapping the box, you discovered a jewelry box. black, velvet, simple. opening it was an entirely different story.

a lovely bracelet, shiny and new, riddled with little charms of your favorite things. a neat touch of your birthstone was in the mix, as well as a small initial for your name. it was gorgeous, the most perfect gift you could ever ask for, and you desperately wanted to thank the person who retrieved it for you.

you had your suspicions. there was johnny, who could be quite the brat but also a thoughtful friend. or gaz, who was always considerate of your interests and gave you open ears no matter the time of day. ghost didn’t seem the sentimental type, nor did price.

it wasn’t until the next morning, as you walked into the rec room to make yourself a cup of tea, did you know. you adorned the bracelet with pride, the little charms jingling as you poured hot water into your mug.

price stepped in, greeting you with his signature kind smile. you mirrored him, offering a good morning. he joined you in making a tea for himself, the air filled with a comfortable silence. he seemed hyper focused on dipping his tea bag rather than look at you, and if you squinted, you could sense a brief awkwardness looming out of him.

“i see you liked your gift,” he murmured quietly, sparing a quick glance to the bracelet before returning to his tea.

you startled in surprise, eyes wide as you peered up at him while he continued to avoid looking back. “that was you?” you asked.

he hummed in response, finally turning to you to lean his hip on the counter. he lifted his mug, taking a long sip of his fresh tea. “wouldn’t miss your birthday for the world, bug. i was just worried about gettin’ you the right thing.”

“i didn’t know you remembered,” you confessed shyly. you lifted your arm to inspect the bracelet once more, the little initial dangling prettily. “it’s beautiful. i love it. thank you, john.”

price cleared his throat, looking almost flustered. he darted his eyes to your bracelet before looking away again, hiding in his mug. “it’s nothin’, bug.”

“and the crossed out heart on the gift tag was also nothing, i assume?” you grinned knowingly. “the smiley face was a nice touch, though the heart would’ve been cute to keep, too.”

price grumbled into his mug, side eyeing you. “thought the heart might be too much. don’t want you gettin’ the wrong idea.”

“what idea would that be, sir?” you asked teasingly, taking an innocent sip of your tea.

price attempted to hide his smile, but you could see the small quirks on the corners of his mouth, begging to turn up. “minx,” he muttered in feigned annoyance, giving an affectionate pinch to your cheek before stalking off to the exit of the room.

you smiled bashfully, holding the bracelet dear to your chest as you watched him go, the telltale of a smile on his lips leaving with him.

maybe if you prodded him some more, his initial would join yours on the bracelet one day.