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artsyfartsyantics · 1 year
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Katara 🤝 Frozen Soundtrack
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mooniace · 10 months
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I looked up the soundtrack of Frozen and it came up in Portuguese for some reason.
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I’ve only listened to that song like 4 times.
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theartoffrozen · 6 months
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Music for an alternate opening to Frozen
“This unreleased track was one of many pieces considered to play during the opening title sequence of "Frozen". It's a rearrangement of the song "Frozen Heart" by Bobby & Kristen Lopez.” - Christophe Beck
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disney-is-mylife · 15 days
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I chose to cut Frozen 2, mainly cuz I was running out of room lol. And alas, poor Jasmine has no solo in the original movie.
Happy voting! ❤
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very specific trope i love: dramatic running through scenery in improbable dresses
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letoscrawls · 9 months
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Okay i can't take this anymore i have to say it
I'm Just Ken didn't have THAT much of an effect on me (though it's still great) because i've always been a fan of the og himbo song: Lost in the Woods from the Frozen 2 soundtrack (2019)
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clarabow-mp3 · 5 months
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disney used to hire the baddest bitches on broadway and now for their big 100th anniversary movie they've got julia michaels and a guy who wrote some songs with lady gaga.
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aestheticslyrics · 10 months
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the next right thing // frozen 2
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issylra · 1 year
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Chapters: 2/2  Rating: Explicit Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Established Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Body Paint, Love Confessions, Intimacy, Domestic, POV Hob Gadling
"I think the tattoo'll be easier," Hob says, once he's sure he can swallow down the embarrassing quiver in his voice. Dream's glance is side-long and bordering on offended. "The pain, I mean. It'll make a good distraction." "You find yourself in need of distraction?" Hob laughs as he stares up at the ceiling. "Yeah, I wonder why."
add-on to “spilled ink and daffodils”.  
[AO3]
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lesbianwriter · 1 year
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Civilian was dead.
She was dead, and it was Hero’s fault.
Trembling, she looked through her own hand—the hand that used to be solid—but now it was transparent. Misty. She leaned against the wall, an instinct, and a sob tore through her throat as her hand slipped through the wall. 
This was death.
Sobbing louder, she crouched down by her own body.
Her heart didn’t beat anymore, but it felt like it was ripping apart into shreds. She couldn’t even accurately say she was sobbing—she was making wailing sounds, screeching like a banshee, but there were no tears. No substance. There wasn’t even a raw burn in her throat from her guttural cries. Ghosts didn’t feel pain, so people said, but Civilian could say that wasn’t true. Everything hurt. Hero’s betrayal hurt worse than when she effortlessly twisted the knife and pulled it out of her stomach. Looking at her own body outside of it…that hurt. Seeing her dreams either and die in front of her eyes and being unable to do anything but scream…it was worse than any bruise or broken bone.
She looked up to see Villain staring at her.
At her.
“Civilian?” Villain asked. Her eyes dropped down to the body, but as always her assessment was quick and her eyes were back to the wraith waiting next to the corpse.
Civilian sniffed. “You see me?”
“You’re dead?” Villain took a step closer, ignoring the body. “What happened?”
To say that Villain and Civilian were aquatinted would be an understatement. Between a few kidnappings and the incident involving Civilian throwing a toaster at the villain’s head…they knew who the other was. 
It made the sympathy in the other’s eyes sting like whiplash.
Civilian stared at the ground; her lips were moving—they were forming the shape of the words—but the realization hurt so much more now that she tested the words on her tongue. Each syllable branded her tongue. Solidified in stone that Hero…her girlfriend…had killed her.
“Hey…hey.” Villain snapped her fingers in the ghost’s face. “Focus on me, got that? What happened? How did you die?”
“Hero killed me.” Civilian shook her head, and suddenly she was wailing again. “She killed me! Hero killed me!” Her breathing quickened, but it’s not like breathing did anything to her current state; she could hold her breath until the end of time and nothing would change. “It’s not fair! I wanted to do things, I had a job, I had dreams, I had a life, and I’m dead! Hero killed me!”
“Civilian, calm down.” Placatingly, Villain held up her hands. “I can help you, okay?”
“How?!”
Villain breathed out heavily, as if removing a weight from her chest. “This isn’t the first time I’ve seen a ghost.” Civilian looked up at the other with wide eyes, clutching her own body as cold wind blew through her entire body. “I see ghosts who have unfinished business and I help them to  move on peacefully.”
“You’ll help me?”
“Why do you think I became a villain?” Villain offered a wry smile, a small kind gesture in the moment that was drowned in misery.
Civilian knew what she wanted.
Revenge.
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verytiredchildd · 8 months
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what if i told you that i think about this scene every day
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birdb1tch · 1 month
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fantasy high prediction: the winter tracker summoned will get worse overtime frozen style
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missmitchieg · 4 months
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You guys seeing what I'm seeing?
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theartoffrozen · 8 months
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Animation process by Hyrum Osmond
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valiantarcher · 4 months
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Radio: *plays ad that uses the tune to 'Do You Want to Build a Snowman?' to advertise some product*
Me: 'What is this, 2013?'
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duaghterofstories · 2 months
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Me: *playing the Hazbin Hotel Soundtrack, and it’s Happy Day in Hell.*
Teacher: That sounds like Forzen.
Me: Well…
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