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Evil!Male!Elsa x Reader Beware Of A Frozen Heart
Evil!Male!Elsa x Reader
Beware Of A Frozen Heart
It was another evening at King Elias's ice castle. Although cold on the outside,the inside of the castle had a soft warm glow to it. The blizzard outside was pounding against the walls, reflecting Elias's mood, alerting you that Elias had to deal with yet another group of soldiers ordered by princess Westergaard* to come and "rescue" You and Prince Andrew. Mostly Andrew, from Elias's prison.
You weren't a prisoner. You came with Elias willingly. In fact, it was Elias who was against you coming. But despite his protest, it didn't matter how you felt. You didn't want to be alone again, back then you weren't allowed to come near, You felt horrible for not sneaking to his door at night or slipping notes in the books the servants brought to him. But now, there is little to nothing stopping you from being with him. Andrew on the other hand was the prisoner, more or less.
"Elias I'm not leaving until we talk!"
Bunnymund x Child!Reader Part 4
"Jack! Can I open my eyes now?"
Jack had told you to close your eyes as you two went through the portal. He didn't think you could handle the motion yet.
Finally you felt Jack stop, you lifted your head up and slowly opened your eyes. You gasped at the sight before you. It looked like a galaxy. They sky transcended to dark purple to yellowish red. Golden sand floated like clouds, trails, and pathways of sand moved across the sky. And right in the middle of it was little man moving his hands around as if he were a conductor, surrounded by his orchestra of gold sand. All the trails of illuminating sand came straight from him. You saw a trail just right above you, you lifted your hand to touch. Once you did a tiny rabbit was hopping around a bigger one, the smaller one jumped on the bigger rabbit. Both of them look really happy. Then it vanished.
Jack smirked at the sand.
"Cool isn't it?"
"...yeah, cool." you looked back at the tiny man and started pointing at him.
"Jack! Jack! Who is tha
Male!Elsa x Reader I Can't Let it Go(SNEAK PEEK)
"As much as I wanted to be alone, away from everyone,You are the only one I can't let go" Ellias looked away from the setting sun and smiled at you, taking your hands within his gloved ones. Though his smile held worry and fear. Feeling uneasy, he looked down and saw his fear of freezing your warm hands. he pulled himself away. "I'm sorry" he muttered. His eyes had tears that were threatening to show. He loved you so much. When he was running out of the castle and saw that you were right behind, he just had to take you with him. He couldn't bear to part with you.
You frowned a bit. You placed your hand on his right cheek and turned him to face you, you smiled at him. Telling him that he has nothing to fear. You knew about the "curse" as most would call it. But you never did. You never saw the curse, only the beauty and wonders he made.
~Reader Insert Art Challenge~~Reader Insert Art Challenge~
Ah~ Reader insert funfics to read so you feel more attached to the character of your affection. Reading them leaves you in
a state of connection and daze. Reader insert and Art inserts are like the mediums between us and their world. How many
Reader inserts have you read? 10? 100? maybe even 5 years worth of Inserts sitting around your saved documents or
favorites? Do you remember your very FIRST insert?What was your favorite momment in the fic you were reading?
Draw up or take photos* of your favorite moment in the reader insert you were reading whether it was recently or not
Leave a link to the insert that inspired the drawing or photo from and explain why is is your favorite.
If you don't want to draw or take photos then I suggest writing a poem or write your own reader insert inspired from that
! RULES !
Do Not steal.
Leave a link in the Art's comment/Description back to the original post/ Empty post.
I have a name
I have one too
I have a heart
I have one too
I love food
I eat it everyday
I have eyes that see the Day sky
I have eyes that see the Night sky
We breath the same air
We live under the same sky
We walk on the same earth
We love to do this
We love to do that
We share thoughts
We share dreams
I believe in this
I do this
I don't like that
Can I change your mind?
You can try.
Still not convinced?
Then We is now I and you
We don't enjoy each others company
We believe in different things
We can't do this
I don't respect you
I don't respect you
This can not work
I as well
Humanity's LinesThere are lines between us
Are there really?
Were these lines there before?
Or did Humanity create them.
Why do we consider ourselves separate?
We all have hearts
We all breath the same air
We all live on the same Earth
Yet because we vary in appearance
We suddenly must be divided because of this
How childish we are.
We create this lines that separate us
We Label Lands
We label dirt
ground that many have walked on
We created these Walls of Separation
We all live on the same Earth
Let's start acting like it
:Haruka Nanase x Reader: Drabble
1 minute and 45 seconds...
You stopped your waterproof stop watch and gasped for air, after you recovered from holding your breath underwater you looked over to Haruka, who was in a daze. Again.
You swam back to the edge of the pool where Haruka had laid, his eyes staring at the water. You swam beneath the water and made your way under his gaze by popping out of the water and squirted water in his face. He smiles at you, oh how you love genuine smile of his. You reached over to him and caressed his now soaked hair. Your faces only an inch away.
Gosh, you love him so much, he pushes to become the best, he never gives up on you, and even when things seem impossible to you, He always proved you wrong.
" Haruka..." You whispered. While puckering your lips a bit.
"Hmm?" He hummed, you could practically feel the heat radiating off him.
" Take me to the ocean* and back..."
His eyes lit up just as bright as when he sees a body of water. He leans in and makes whatever space wa
HEAR::ME::OUTHush now dear child
But I have so much to say
Silence another speaks
But I spoke first
Why was I given a mouth
With so much sound
Yet they are not heard
I'm not well with words
But I try to express what I feel
I ask a question but I hear nothing back
At least tell me that you may not know the answer
So I know that your listening
Let me feel that way
You have ears
Unicorn!ReaderXBubbleBerry :Part 1:
Unicorn!Reader x BubbleBerry
Canterlot ponies don't Smile
This summer your family decided to send you away on a vacation to ponyville. They thought it might take your mind off stress from the boarding school you were attending.
Equestrian Royal, the name of your school was the most highest ranking school for only the rich and beautiful fillies and colts, they taught discipline, business, and high-class manners. The teachers were strict and demanded only the best work from their students anything that does not succeed their expectations were given double the homework. Every day you struggled to keep up, even during lunch breaks one must eat like a "proper pony" and making friends is a big no-no. Every pony is competing for the title "Ultimate Royal" which caused dishonesty and rivalry . But you weren't into it as much the others. Another thing about the students attending, they don't smile. Everyone at the school would tell you that one must keep their heads high, and that laughin
Pray for MingisAmong some tribes in the Omo River Valley in southwestern Ethiopia
certain children are considered Mingi (Impure, Ritually polluted)
Reasons for being declared Mingi are:
Being born out of wedlock.
Being the result of an unplanned pregnancy.
Being born a twin.
Being born with some sort of deformity or imperfection.
Having one's genitals injured in some way.
Having ones teeth come in the upper jaw before the lower jaw.
Chipping a tooth during childhood.
Children declared Mingi are considered cursed by the spirits.
It is believed that if allowed to live a Mingi child will bring misfortune
to the community.
Children declared Mingi are either abandoned to die or killed.
Mingi children are either drowned, starved, or, in the case of infants,
have dirt stuffed in their mouths so that they choke to death.
Please, please pray that this evil practice stop!
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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