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S T O R M O F R E V E N G E | dark!Elsa, F1 canon AU
@helsaweekmasterlist Day 1, prompt: storm
Prince Hans, her pathetic naive sister's fiancé she had stolen from her came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Their calm heaviness felt so good. 
They stood on the balcony of her magnificent ice castle (as she and Hans considered it, but to others it was "the lair of the nasty witch") Dawn broke, colouring the snowy peaks a dreamy pink and peach. Hans' hands slid smoothly over her shoulders lower and encircled her wrists. He alone was unafraid of the savage power within her hands.
"Tell me, Elsa..."
"Tell you what?" she murmured, enjoying the proximity. She no longer had to be afraid to touch anyone.
"Could you freeze the Southern Isles? Could you turn their castle into a block of black ice? Lock them there forever?" He whispered his dream in her ear. "Elsa, please."
Elsa looked off into the distance thoughtfully, considering the possibility. Then she gave a slightly disappointed sigh. "I fear, no, not yet. It's too far away and I'm not that in touch yet with my powers. If I could get closer to the Isles, maybe on the deck of a ship...Then I'd have the revenge on them for you, Hans."
Hans swallowed his own disappointment. His slender fingers squeezed her fragile thin wrists. "Well, just a little more patience then, love? We'll make them all pay. It's time to show what you can do. Show yourself, Elsa, and hurt them as much as they hurt you."
It was simple, nothing more, nothing less. Just as much. His words made her heart rise in a pained euphoria. A snowstorm of all the rebellion and fear and self-loathing she'd accumulated over these thirteen years ignited at her fingertips. She turned her head to Hans, their faces an inch apart, winter all around but a wild spring in his green eyes. "So...let the storm rage on?" She smirked mischievously.
"Be free." His grip grew a little tighter, he desired to do magic with her. "Let it go."
And the moment the curse of the eternal winter came crashing down upon the peaceful Kingdom of Arendelle, their lips crashed together in a scalding kiss. The whirlpool of brilliant white and blue snowflakes around their loving figures was so beautiful, yet so deadly to all but the Snow Queen and the Thirteenth Prince.
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true--north · 5 hours
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Where do you think the fairies slept in the woodcutter’s cottage in Sleeping Beauty 1959?
Just to answer this question, I just rewatched the cottage scenes from the movie to get a better sense of the cottage's layout.
When Aurora comes down the stairs while the fairies are looking at the design of the dress they plan to make, a bedroom with a canopy bed can be glimpsed at the top of the stairs to her left. That bed looks different than the one Aurora is later shown crying on, as does the fact that it's visible from the stairs, while Aurora's bedroom in the later scene seems to be more of a private nook. So naturally, that bedroom must belong to the fairies.
Since it is a small cottage, I'll guess that the three of them share a room, while only Aurora has her own.
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Layout for Spirit by Mark Mulgrew
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Willemijn Verkaik as Elsa in Disneys DIE EISKÖNIGIN das Musical (Hamburg, 2023)
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some random willemijn doodles 💘
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How are all of you enjoying spring?
I'm LOVING it!! Everything is amazing! I'm drinking tea! I've never had tea before! It's amazing!!! And Anna is making cookies, it smells so good! -Olaf
We're doing great, Spring is my favorite time of the year, it's always so calm.. except for Olaf, but I mean... When is he calm? Anyways, I planned a nice day for us all because Elsa is coming to visit, so I'm making her favorite cookies! -Anna
God, for someone who prefers colder times, this is actually nice! I had actual coffee for the first time in a while yesterday and oh my GOODNESS did I need it -Kristoff
Its awesome! I'm just eating my carrots and hanging out with everyone! -Sven
It's very enjoyable, and it's the perfect time to relax for a bit. I'm going to visit Anna and everyone else later and see how they're doing, even though I know they're doing great. Thank you for asking, it's highly appreciated. -Elsa
I mean it would be more fun if I was like- out of prison!! But I guess- idk idc -Hans
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true--north · 6 hours
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I'm getting closer. To you. To myself. It's the same thing
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true--north · 18 hours
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AWFUL PRINCE AWFUL PRINCE
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true--north · 18 hours
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Dark!Elsa x fem reader
Chapter 1
The man rolled over to lay on his other side, reaching out his arm to cuddle with his wife only to be met with cold emptiness on the bed. again. his eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep, and looked around the moon-lit room to land on a woman's silhouette, he left the comfort of the silk sheets to follow it to the balcony, there, a brunette stood, watching the star-filled night sky with a distant, thoughtful gaze, the wind playing with her hair. Agnarr could clearly see she was troubled. He gently placed his robe around her shoulders, shivering when the chilled breeze hit skin.
"since when did it get this cold in summer?" he said, Iduna turned her head to meet his eyes "I'm sorry, I must've disturbed your sleep my love"
"no you did not. but what are you doing at this hour?"
"I needed a breath of fresh air." the queen replied, but he could tell she was hiding the truth. he knew her better than anyone else. she hasn't had proper sleep in months, her skin grew paler and her eyes were puffy and had dark circles underneath. the doctors said it was due to the pregnancy and that she will get better with rest and medication. yet none of that worked and her state only worsened. He didn't mention the nightmares she's been having, the way she whimpered and cried in her sleep until he shook her awake and comforted her. it pained him that she suffered silently and refused to even tell him the problem, nevertheless he respected that and he gave her the space she said she needed for so long, not now, something has to be done about it.
"my dear, let's go back inside and talk about it. maybe then, you'll feel better"
The couple sat on the bed, Iduna saw her husband watching her patiently and sighed, feeling her 8 months pregnant belly with her palm "...It's really nothing Agnarr."
Unconvinced, he said "it's not nothing if it has been bothering you for this long. Please, you're not getting any better like this. you're not sleeping nor eating and rarely speaking, I want to help you."
she felt the weight of guilt upon seeing the concern and sorrow she caused her husband and looked downwards "...I've been having nightmares about the war." she whispered "I see my parents dying before me all over again every night"
Agnarr's eyes widened at her admission and was, as always, quick to comfort her and whisper words of reassurance "why didn't you speak sooner? that you didn't move on after all these years?"
"I didn't wish to burden you"
after that, he brought in a professional to help her get over the trauma. the king pampered his queen as her due date neared, she seemed to be happy again, or so he thought.
Iduna was a marvelous actress. hiding her pain and fears quite well even people closest to her couldn't catch on to it. it only made her feel worse, about lying to him. but she could never tell him. she wasn't dreaming about the war nor was she haunted by past trauma. every night, the queen would see Arendelle buried eternally in snow and ice, brutal storms and winter destroyed everything, sometimes the buildings would completely disppear and sometimes their remains would stay. but the worst of it all, was the countless corpses sunken in the snow beneath her feet as she screamed for it to stop.
No. he must never know nor anybody else. Agnarr deeply believed in visions and their meanings, he would undoubtedly ask for the interpretation of it. what sickened and scared her the most, is that her nightmares could actually be visions of the future, and that they were related to her pregnancy.
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true--north · 18 hours
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I always prefered the Elsa from the Concept Art. The idea of her being the bad one is simple but so interesting I had to express it in a drawing c:
Siempre he preferido a la Elsa del Arte Conceptual. La idea de ella siendo la mala es simple pero tan interesante que tuve que plasmarlo en un dibujo c:
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the twitch stream gang and I were discussing evil!Elsa (which I prefer, let’s be honest), so I did a sketch for her c: I like armored everything ok-
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I love the detail of Elsa’s blue blush. It’s just like Claire Keane’s concept art.
Plus there’s a video
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FINALLY MADE EVIL ELSA. FINALLY. IVE BEEN WAITING FOR A YEAR.
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❉ by 松坂
Snow by Matsuzaka
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