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nights (2132 words) by Anonymous Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Acolyte (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Mae Aniseya/Sol the Jedi Characters: Mae Aniseya, Sol the Jedi (Star Wars), Qimir (Star Wars: The Acolyte TV), Osha Aniseya Additional Tags: Age Difference, Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Strangers to Lovers Summary:

Some nights, Mae finds comfort in the quiet murmurs of the riverside. But on this night, the normal peacefulness is broken by the entrance of a stranger who shares her hidden hideaway. As they weave through unexpected talks beneath the luminous embrace of the starry sky, Mae realizes that peacefulness lies not just in isolation, but also in the chance relationship forged with another soul among the whispering reeds and shimmering waterways.

might or might not be writing this 🫣

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can i introduce this

for solmae’s theme song 🤔

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Something about enemies to lovers with a hint of guilt and devotion 🔪🩸

(work in progress) Solmae

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The gas lamps lining the cobblestone streets of London cast a flickering, amber glow, painting shadows on the walls of Árnadalr Manor. Here, Lady Anna Árnadalr, resplendent in her finest silks and satin, moved with the grace of a cat, her heart racing in exhilaration. She was on a daring mission—one that would test her wit and cunning.

The clandestine ball she had attended had been a whirlwind of masked faces, forbidden dances, and whispered secrets. But now, as the clock struck midnight, Lady Anna found herself outside the imposing wrought-iron gates of her family’s estate. The guards stationed there were no ordinary sentinels; they were loyal, watchful, and relentless in their duty.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Lady Anna had hatched a plan. Her heart pounded as she tiptoed through the shadows, her satin slippers barely making a sound on the cold stones.

As she approached the gates, Lady Anna’s pulse quickened. She glanced up at the moon, silently praying for luck. Then, with a breath held, she darted forward, skirts rustling softly against the night air. The guards stood like statues, unsuspecting, their eyes scanning the darkness beyond the gates. With a deft movement, Lady Anna slipped past them, her heart threatening to burst from her chest.

But her triumph was short-lived. Just as she reached the safety of the grand foyer, a chorus of footsteps echoed down the marble hallway. Panic surged through her veins. Who could have breached the security of Árnadalr Manor? Has her daring escapade been discovered?

As if in answer, a rush of guards thundered past her hiding place, swords clanking against armor. Confusion clouded Lady Anna’s mind. What was happening? And then, a hand touched her shoulder—a jolt of electricity that sent shivers down her spine. She spun around, coming face to face with a mysterious figure cloaked in shadow.

His piercing gaze bore into her, and rugged features hinted at a life lived on the edge. Against the backdrop of darkness, he cut a dashing figure—a rogue, perhaps, or a hero of hidden battles. Lady Anna opened her mouth to speak, but the stranger’s hand shot out, silencing her with a gentle touch. His finger pressed against his lips, urging her to maintain absolute silence.

In that dim light, Lady Anna could barely make out the enigmatic smile that played upon his lips. Who was he? Friend or foe? And what secrets did he hold? As the gas lamps flickered, casting their uncertain glow, Lady Anna’s heart raced anew.

As her gaze met the stranger's, she noticed a flicker of urgency in his eyes. They darted past her, scanning the deserted corridor to ensure that the guards were a safe distance away before he dared to speak.

"I need your help hiding me," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath.

Lady Anna arched an eyebrow in incredulity, her expression a silent question of why she should aid him. But before she could voice her doubts, the stranger let out an exasperated sigh, accompanied by a subtle role of his eyes.

With a swift motion, he reached up and pulled down the hood that concealed his features, revealing a face that bore the marks of hardship. Despite the grime and light scratches that adorned his cheeks, there was a youthful charm about him, almost mirroring Lady Anna’s own age. His hair, tousled yet somehow styled, cascaded in warm brown waves, framing his features with an air of ruggedness.

But it was his eyes that held Lady Anna captive. Dark as the midnight sky and piercing as shards of ice, they seemed to bore into her very soul with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.

In that moment, as she met the gaze of the enigmatic stranger before her, Lady Anna realized that there was more to him than met the eye. And though she couldn't quite fathom the depths of his mysterious past, she knew one thing for certain — she couldn't resist the allure of adventure that beckoned in his icy blue gaze.

She swiftly moves his hand from her mouth, then, thinking quickly, she plants her palm on the ground to detect any vibrations nearby, a technique she learned her first few nights here. The dark-haired man watches her with confusion. Sensing nothing, she peeks out from their hiding place and rises cautiously, the man mimicking her movements with some difficulty due to the cramped space. He leans against the wall she was pressed against, using it for support, inadvertently pinning her between his arms as he rises.

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two halves of the same coin :) originally this was supposed to be merricup but merida’s hair is so hard to edit with 😭😭

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this was fun and complicated to make lol there’s isn’t really a story to it besides

Jack saw Anna wanted to talk to her, Anna was shy but excited to have company but then enter rapunzel who knows Jack and was happy to see her friend

and this isn’t a ship war or whatever cause i actively ship both but yea just me messing around with shit

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My dear fellow Hans/Anna shippers,

...just out of curiosity, are there any fanfics where Anna forgets to introduce herself, and Hans never finds out she's the princess?

Because I think he liked her before he knew who she was, and it would be interesting if there is a story where he goes there to woo Elsa but accidentally falls for this other girl and has to have inner conflict about how much being king really means to him. And when he lets go of his original goal, he finds out that Anna is Elsa's sister. He struggles with being stuck in line for another throne but realizes Anna is worth it, and at least he isn't 13th in line. annnnd if Frozen 2 happens, he will end up being king in the end anyways. so...yeah...

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if when hans returns in frozen 3 i'd very much like his first scene to be him and anna both losing their sh!t deleted f2 ending btw vvv

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hi-res

Oh Hans, if only…

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just a lil CapCut template i found cute, that also based on a one shot im working on <3 a few of these came be deemed as hc of mine but yeaaaa

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Part 2 of my silly lil comic of these two. Enjoy. 😏

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the worst person you know is still actively obsessed with helsa (i forgot to post this on tumblr lol)

ref:

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wonder by shawn mendes is a jackanna theme song can we come together on this 🫦

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Monsters in our ways.

I love how well the effects I used in this render made the atmosphere so rich.

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(im busy with college so all i can do is spew out stupid ideas)

So imagine 18th-century New York, home to a loving family with two daughters, one born by a mistress, the other not. Now, these people weren't wealthy, but they had a lot of money, and to keep it going, they had to marry off their illegitimate eldest daughter, because why not? And who would want to marry someone born without a title to their name? But of course, someone without a title, specifically a painter.

a painter who has visited the house at least twice to create the family portrait; despite his status as an apprentice, the eldest daughter's stern yet round features were enough to attract his attention.