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Of Princesses & Reindeer Kings

Growing-closer couple Princess Anna and Kristoff Bjorgman finally find the opportunity to slip away from the curious onlookers of Arendelle unnoticed. It’s their first adventure together since the Great Thaw - the first time for a lot of things.

My first story ever, and it’s Kristanna fanfic! Rated ‘Explicit’ for sexy times, but mostly mild angst and fluff.

Thank you @annaofthenorthernlights and @loonysama / @annas-hair-donut for helping make this happen. You’re my fan fiction heroes ❄️🌻🥪

(Please do not use my art for any purpose without express permission!)

I love this artist’s beautiful style, strong and soft at the same time 🩵❄️ She also does some adorable Frozen fan art!

Some disclaimers in case you'd like to commission me:

My forte is natural backgrounds but I'm willing try other kinds of backgrounds if you're willing to risk it.

I HAVE a job so sometimes it might take me a while to finish.

If I have not draw something before I will do my best to deliver to you something satisfactory But I ask you to keep that in mind. I don't know how to draw everything.

If you like what I do I would really appreciate a reblog!

Here's the SMALL COMIC commission sheet

This one is going to be a blast!

How You Kiss an Arendellian Princess

Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna/Kristoff, Kristoff & Trolls, Bulda & Kristoff Characters: Kristoff, Anna, Trolls, Bulda Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Inspired by Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937), Song: Fixer Upper (Maia Wilson & Cast of Frozen), There Was Only One Bed, Snowed In, Sunshine x grumpy dynamic, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Multiplicity/Plurality, Kristoff Needs a Hug (Disney), Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting Series: Part 2 of Kristoff and the Seven Trolls Summary:

The Arendellian princess will die in the eternal winter if she doesn’t stay the night in Kristoff’s cabin, and all Kristoff has to do is get through one night without falling for her. It would be much easier if there weren't just one stack of hay to lay on, one blanket to share, and seven rock trolls living in his head who keep trying to fix him up with a woman who’s engaged to someone else.

Or, an alternate meet cute where Anna wanders into Kristoff's cabin instead of Oaken's and the Valley of the Living Rock is inside Kristoff's head, where the rock trolls live.

Written for the Frozen x BATB Yuletide Exchange 2024.

This fic is wrecking me and I love it! Compulsive, gut wrenching reading.

Here Comes the Bear

Chapter 7 of the Mountain Man - link here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61260757/chapters/161572945

Stunning art! Stunning story! And reassures me that black line art is totally valid.

Second chapter of my fic, out today!

Favourite Pairings…

Tagged by @annaofthenorthernlights - thank you, this is such a sweet game! I could fill it entirely with Frozen ships, but you know, variety and all that… 💜

Without naming them, post a gif of ten of your favourite ships (any media) and tag as many people to do the same.

No obligation tagging (sorry if you’ve already been tagged) @loonysama @ashleytheartist @paigebstorey @sarrafrozenfan2020 @bigfrozensix @kristannafever @frenzy5150 @simpofhans @rebamacncheese

More Kristoff spammin’ up your feed. Frozen (c) Disney — art by @sunflowers-and-sandwiches, please do not repost or use my work without permission :)

In light of bill SB593 and that about this time last year was Smut Week prompting some awesome Kristanna fanfic, it’s perfect timing to share this Hidden Gem I just finished reading…

💎 Hidden Gem 💎

Good Cop, Bad Cop by @annas-hair-donut

E, 5 chapters. Imagines what life might be like for Kristoff (detective!) and Anna (devoted housewife!) as a married couple with a teenage daughter (unrepressed Elsa!) — pushing Kristanna to their limit and reigniting their spark. Steamy, thoughtful, transformative.

Another inspiring story from this author which is a perfect example that excellent stories with smut do not contribute to the demoralisation of humanity, but if anything can encourage empathy, reflection, acceptance, growth, hope — the good things that make us human — through the lens of one of our most human experiences.

Check out this under-appreciated fic and smother it in kudos and comments!

That little ♥️ means so much to creators! It takes a lot of effort to create something and share it with you. We are real people, not AI. When you read a fic or enjoy an artwork, please take a moment to tap that little kudos/like button and you might just impact someone in a positive way more than you could imagine. Spread the love!

Is leaving kudos on fanfics not common courtesy anymore?

Something I've noticed on AO3 in the last two years is the lack of kudos and comments left on fanfics.

Fanfics have an increasing number of hits, but their kudos and comments remain minimal.

I understand that leaving comments is daunting, but kudos is the easiest thing you can do to show support and appreciation for an author.

Part of me wants to blame BookTok and the commercialized consumption of books.

Readers are more demanding and impatient for content, but they're quick to move on once a book is published. It's a constant demand for 'More, more, more' without appreciating and/or supporting authors. And these readers are now getting into fanfic.

I don't want to complain because it's not productive. But if you're new and getting into fanfic: Support writers.

Support means leaving kudos on AO3, and if you're able, leaving a comment. It's simple courtesy.

Ooh I have catching up to do 🧡

Big Sky Ranch - 18

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: Explicit WC: 1863

Chapter Index

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Summer Solstice

Kristoff had what he thought was the perfect gift for Anna.  Despite her telling him she didn’t want or need anything, he’d stayed up one night after she fell asleep and shopped online on his phone.  As soon as he saw it, he ordered it right away.

The cabin actually had an address, so the package was delivered to the rural mailboxes lined up at the end of the main country road that led to his place.  He made sure that Anna was occupied when he went and retrieved it, and quickly wrapped and hid the box back in the cabin.   After that he picked up the accompanying gifts when he went on a supply run for some horse tack – her favourite box of chocolates and a bottle of her favourite wine – and stashed them with the box. 

He had their place all decked out with romantic lighting, candles and soft country music playing from the radio.  When she was done work, the guys were going to tell her that he wasn’t feeling good and was already back home.  Knowing Anna, she would immediately come home to see how he was doing. 

As soon as he heard her car in in the gravel park next to his truck, he jumped up from where he was sitting on the couch and grabbed a bouquet of flowers from the coffee table.  He took an excited breath then opened the door just as she was ascending the steps.  “Happy Birthday, baby!”

Anna smiled wide, eyes glowing brightly as soon as she saw the flowers.  She stepped in front of him.  “Oh, Kristoff, those are lovely.  Thank you!”

Kristoff leaned over and kissed her, lingering on her lips a moment before handing her the flowers and taking her laptop bag and purse from her to hang near the front door.  Inside Anna gasped again to see how he’d set everything up for her.  Her presents were on the table and the dinner he’d made was in the oven keeping warm.  She’d mentioned once her mother made an amazing baked spaghetti and meatballs with tons of melty mozzarella and he’d taken a stab at it.

She turned to him.  “I am really glad this is what you were doing instead of being sick.  I felt awful that you weren’t feeling well.”

“Sorry.  I wanted it to be a surprise.”

“All is forgiven.”  She smiled and turned back around. “I said no gifts,” Anna giggled, going over to the table and having a look at what he got her.  The chocolates and wine he left unwrapped but the small box was wrapped up.  “You are so sweet.”

“You deserve the world, Anna,” Kristoff said, walking up behind her and rubbing her shoulders.  “Really, it’s not much.  Just something I saw and really thought you would like.”

She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a few sweet kisses.  “Can I open it now?” she asked. 

He grinned at her.  “Absolutely.  Then we can have dinner.”

“What’s for dinner?”

“You’ll see.  Go on, open your gifts.”

Anna let go of him excitedly and sat at her spot.  Kristoff sat next to her.  She picked up and carefully looked at the wine and the chocolates before setting them back on the table.  “My favourties!  Thank you, Kristoff!”

He smiled, eagerly waiting as she picked up the box.  “Sorry, I forgot to buy a card.”

Anna paused where she’d started to open the gift.  “Thats fine!  Those things are getting so expensive anyway.”  She turned back to her present and ripped off the paper.  The box just read the name of the tack shop he’d ordered it from so Anna opened it. 

She gasped when she lifted the lid and pulled the buckle out of the box.  “Oh, Kristoff!  I love it!  I wanted one of these!  Thank you so much.”

He smiled as she turned it over in her hands.  It was embellished metal with a sunflower in the middle.  As soon as he saw it, he knew it was the one he wanted to get for her because she didn’t have one yet and it suited her perfectly.  “Here’s the best part,” he said, reaching over to show her the middle portion of the buckle.  He pulled it out, sliding it out from under the sunflower where it was fasted by a magnet.  “It has a pocket knife.”  He flipped open the blade.

“Oh cool!” Anna’s eyes went wide.  “That’s awesome.  I could see that coming in handy if I’m out on the ranch with you.”

“Absolutely.  Or to protect yourself if you were ever in need.”

She smiled at him.  “If I’m anywhere with you I never worry about needing protection.”

He smirked in return.  “While that may be true, I just liked the idea of you having something in case you found yourself in a tough situation.  Or, as you said, just using it around the ranch, which I can attest comes in handy from time to time.”

Anna leaned over and kissed him.  “Thank you, Kristoff.  This is wonderful.  You spoil me.”

“No,” he sighed happily, kissing her quickly again, “you spoil me every day simply by being with me.”

She giggled.  “Now that sounds like something you’d read in a birthday card.”

His nose scrunched up playfully.  “It really does, doesn’t it.”

Her face turned a touch more serious.  “I love you, Kristoff.  So much.”

“I love you too, Anna.  More than you’ll ever know.”  He stood up from the chair.  “Do you want dinner now?”

Her eyes lit up.  “Sure!  It smells amazing.”

Kristoff went to the kitchen and pulled the spaghetti casserole out of the oven where it had been keeping warm and took it to the table.  He set it on a trivet between their plates and Anna gasped slightly to see what he’d made. 

He went back to the kitchen to each grab them a glass for some of the wine and returned to the table to find Anna with tears in her eyes.  Panic set in.  “What’s wrong, baby?”

She smiled at him, eyes glassy.  “Nothing.  Happy tears.  I just can’t believe this.  The gifts, the dinner… you remembered…”

He sat at the table.  “Of course I did.  It was on our first real date.”

Anna nodded, sniffing and wiping her eyes.  “It was.  And you’ve made it for me.”

“Well, I hope I did it justice.  Obviously, I didn’t have a recipe, just what you told me.  So I made the meatballs myself, got some marinara sauce for the spaghetti, and then layered it with cheese.”

“Perfect.”  She had gotten a handle on her emotion.  “It looks delicious.  Let’s dig in, I’m starving.”

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After dinner there was only one place they wanted to be, and that was tangled together in the sheets.  As always, it was beyond fantastic.  Kristoff had truly never been with someone as voracious as Anna, who was currently tracing her finger on his chest, and shit did he ever love that.

“Thank you for the best birthday of my life so far, Kristoff,” she said, her voice dreamy.

“Baby, I love you so much.  I aim to make all your birthday’s the best ones yet.”

Her hand left his chest and she pushed up on her elbow and looked down at him.   “You are too precious.”

“You deserve all the very best in the world, Anna,” he said with a smile as he sat up.  They still needed to put the leftover casserole away.

“So do you, Kristoff.”  Anna smiled back at him. 

He shook his head slightly, still grinning as he pulled his jeans back on.  After he did the fly and button, he fastened the buckle of his belt together. 

Anna was watching his movements as she sat up in bed.  “You mentioned that buckle was a gift from Sven?” she asked, gesturing at it.

Kristoff looked down at the buckle, memories flooding back.  “Sure did.  It was my eighteenth birthday.”  He looked at her.  “We were never really gift givers, but as soon as we graduated high school and were settin’ out to get ranchin’ jobs, Sven figured I needed one.”

“Forgive me if I’m wrong, it’s a boar, right?”

He looked down again and ran a thumb over the engraving, smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.  “Yeah.  A wild boar.  Back in the orphanage we were read stories about Norse Gods.”  He looked back up at Anna.  “The God Freyr’s sacred animal was a wild boar named Gullinbursti, which in Old Norse means gold mane, or golden bristles.  That was always my favorite story because wild bores were seen as symbols of strength, courage and fierce protection.”

“Ah,” Anna said, slipping on her clothes.  “That makes so much sense.”

Kristoff laughed.  “Yeah, I’ve always been a little hot headed when it comes to the people in my life.  Maybe because it was just me and Sven at the start.  Any time he got teased or bullied in school I put a stop to it pretty quick.  Had plenty of suspensions and almost got expelled once.” 

Anna fell in step beside him as they headed back to the kitchen.  “That does not surprise me one bit.”

He paused at the end of the kitchen island and gestured to the buckle.  “I love this thing.  Sven had it custom made and it cost him a pretty penny.  It’s pretty much the only material possession I have so far that I really care about.”

“That’s so sweet, Kristoff.  And Sven’s buckle must have been from you?  With the crow on it?”

“Raven, actually.  Yeah, I got it for him for his eighteenth birthday.  Same deal, had it custom made.”  He smiled.  “Ravens are associated with wisdom and insight, and I’ve always felt that he was smarter than me so it seemed fittin’.  He’s always had this quick way with thinkin’ and interacting with people that has so far escaped me.”

Anna put her hand over her heart.  “You two are the sweetest men, I swear.”

He chuckled. “Well, like I said, we ain’t gift givers so it’s the only present we’ve ever given each other.  I’m sure we’ll both be wearin’ these until they break, or we do.”

She cocked her head to the side.  “You know, I just realized I have no idea what to get you for your birthday.”

Kristoff smiled and pulled her into a hug.  “You don’t ever need to buy me gifts, Anna.  You are my gift.  Every day with you is a gift, and I cherish them.”

Anna hugged him back tightly.  “Well same here obviously, but you still got me a gift so you know I am getting you one too.”

He laughed.  “I figured.  Just know that you could give me a new pack of socks or underwear and I will greatly appreciate it as much as anything else you could get.”

Anna hummed.  “That gives me an idea actually.”

“Does it now?  What would that be?”

She laughed as she pulled out of his embrace and smiled up at him.  “I’m not spoiling the surprise, mister.”

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