Frozen Elsa - Blog Posts
Absolutely NO ONE can tell me these wouldn't be Jack and Elsa's wedding rings.
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(Comfort Characters part 6.) Queen Elsa ❄️
I still haven't figured out how I want to draw Elsa but this is my most recent drawing of her. I remember when I was a kid, when Frozen just came out that everybody was obsessed with Elsa but I liked Anna better, I thought she was the actual main character and hero of the story and that she was cute and funny and that everybody just liked Elsa more because she had cool powers. Then rewatching Frozen for the first time in years on New Years Eve I realized "oh wait, I've literally become Elsa". She's painfully relatable now, I even wrote an essay for my best friend Monique explaining why but probably nobody wants to read that :')
This also might be the last of the comfort characters series thingy because the rest of them are not human, lol
I've been obsessed with Frozen again recently since watching it to celebrate New Years Eve so I had to draw my dear Elsa. I wanted to draw her with her old dress on but with her hair down cus I love that iconic moment in Let It Go when she lets her hair down.
Omg I’ve only scrolled a couple of pieces of your art but they are incredible!! You’re an amazing artist!!
So, who’s the oc on the banner (I think that’s what it’s called) photo? They look so cool!!
Yay I’m glad you liked them!! <33
And, despite looking nothing like her, that character was supposed to be a “villain” Elsa lol. In the time, I wrote a short story and made this drawing of her:
So, is this the end?
I have done it. I finished my job. After years, it happened:
The world is frozen.
I was tired of their laugh, tired of their joy, their happiness, love, pleasure… even their sadness was worth of envy.
Such things were lost in the way before I could even notice, just like my body. My chest aches to breathe, my vision is made of abstract shapes, I can only hear my fading heartbeats in my ears. Taste and smell? Well, they were the first to disappear.
Yet, I persist. No for out of will, nor for the lack of it. No matter what I think about my situation, it will remain like this. I am a living statue, forever stuck in this endless life.
Immortal and unchangeable; not exactly the nature of ice, but my curse messed up nature itself. Many living beings were extinct in the permanent cold weather, many died in starvation, others in captivity, some in my stalactites. And thousands, millions, tens of millions were turned into ice statues.
My people, families, men, women, children, elders… all stopped in time, with no index of fear in their body language. They weren’t waiting for my power to struck them like this.
Anna is also there. I can’t see her face, but I know it’s her. My sister, who insisted so much for my well-being no matter what I did through the years.
Now she’s nothing but a sculpture. All of them.
My own art exhibition, made by me, for me only.
My body cracked when I sighed. I’m sat in my throne, crown on my head and staff in my hand. A, literally, cold Queen. Or tyrant. They used to call me by all names, didn’t they? Devil, even. So I promised I’d remember theirs as well:
Frank, Philips, Greg, Paola, Theo, Angela, Hiago, Mathias, Vanya, Wender, Christine, Diana, Xavier… Hans, Kristoffer, Sven, Olaf.
Yes, I remember all of them. I remember everything. Every single word and deed that I have done. I remember every single soul I killed, their positions, their expressions, their feelings, oh, excruciating details of their pain. All of it reflected in my ice as it came from out to inside them.
They were destined to die someday, I only advanced what was meant to be. I did it for everyone’s well-being. The cries of the ones left were disturbing me. They made me desire to live like that once again, to be human once again, to listen to Anna’s pledge. Her sobbing voice when she found out I failed suiciding… it almost made me human again.
But to be human is to be weak and fragile. If I were human, I’d be dead when I threw myself from that cliff. But I am something else. I am transcendent. I am made to be like this, nothing will bring me to the mud of humanity.
I chose it for me, it’s humanity’s problem to deal with the consequences of my choice.
…
I sometimes wonder if it was the right decision.
…
How much time passed? Days? Months? Years? Centuries?
…
Does it matter? Nothing will change anyway.
We are frozen for eternity.
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Hey y'all I just thought about something, if Elsa was locked in her room for that long how did she bath or eat like were the servants sneaking her food and stuff or did she just starve herself for years?
Disney FROZEN II
Show yourself ❄️❤️🎆
Finished it :)
Doodled the musical Witch girls played by Idina Menzel who have trouble controlling their powers when they get emotional and are hated by society at some point while watching Wicked
There’s probably a million of these at this point. I may finish it if people like this :)
This might be out of left field and I know I'm INCREDIBLY late for commenting on this topic, but I now wholeheartedly understand why people were such zealous shippers for Jack Frost x Elsa back then and even now (the shippers are still alive and kicking).
I don't know about anyone else, but aside from the whole ice x ice dynamic (and the whole thing with ROTG not knowing how canonically old they wanna make Jack), I personally think it's actually a rather great pairing if we look at from a story telling angle.
Aside from the obvious tragic nature of Elsa falling for an immortal being (not like we haven't gobbled up pairings like that before), I think a relationship---or heck, even a friendship would've been a great thing for both of them. ESPECIALLY if we're talking about how Elsa was as a person early on in the movies.
Now, that's not to say I agree with the whole, "dating to fix the other person" thing, but I do headcanon that Jack probably would've helped Elsa realize she can be who she truly is. In more ways than one, I think they would've influenced each other to be better people and help each other regarding their isolation since they both start off as characters disconnected from the world(s) around them.
Especially now that Elsa can ALSO communicate with the wind who's dubbed Gale (how convenient, Disney), I think it gives them more ground to work with and would allow these characters to relate each other in ways other characters may not be able to with them.
I understand if people DON'T ship it, but you gotta admit there's a LOT of juice to squeeze from these two (fanon-ically) interacting.
Elsa Loves Titanic
Elsa loves to watch Titanic. It combines three of her favorite things: a beautiful woman with deep desires, nautical horror, and the cold!
So she shows it to her best friend who also loves these things, Jack Frost.
They watch the whole movie and Jack is on the edge of his seat. Although, he wishes there was a bit more whimsy and a bit less —sorrow and morbidity. Elsa tried to tell him the whimsy was in Rose’s hopeless romance and promises. He was not convinced. It wasn’t until the very end that it clicked as to why Elsa showed him the movie —or at least thought she did.
“Elsa! This movie is about me!” Jack exclaimed.
“What?!” Elsa is confused.
“This movie is about me. And my sister! She’s Rose —well minus the whole romantic, sexual desire thing. People always take creative liberties. It’s like how people always insist to make movie adaptations with catwoman instead of Robin…”
“Jack what are you on about?” Elsa is literally dumbstruck, but Jack is on a roll.
“Jack Dawson. His name is Jack and he falls into the water, freezing to death while holding the hand of the person who most admired him. That’s me! They stole my origin story Elsa!”
“Okay? And they stole my origin story from the snow queen. Nobody is special anymore. Trust me, I know. They tried to sue us.“ Elsa is unamused with Jack’s realization and continues playing the movie. But Jack stops her.
“I refuse to accept that Elsa. I am the original! Why did they name him Jack then if I wasn’t inspiring, hmm?” Jack contests.
“Because there was a Jack from the Titanic?”
“Ugghhhh.” Jack gives up. “Fine.”
“Y’know, before you went on this rant I was just going to point at the screen in a goofy voice and say…”
And they say in unison:
“Oh my gawd that’s so you/me-coded”
They laugh, cry, and smile as they finish the movie.
Day 3: Forehead kiss
A/N: This is just a platonic kiss between the sisters, nothing else, okay?
Being the queen is hard work after all. That's what Anna would think as she stood on the balcony of her castle, gazing out at the kingdom of Arendelle.
The summer sun cast a golden glow over the land, but it couldn’t fully melt away the exhaustion she felt. The weight of her crown, figuratively seemed heavier today. Even with Kristoff, Olaf and Elsa’s help in navigating the responsibilities, there were moments when Anna felt overwhelmed.
She sighed softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. As much as she loved her people, her kingdom, and the role she now held, there was a part of her that missed the carefree days when she wasn’t burdened by endless decisions and duties.
A soft voice broke through her thoughts. "Anna?"
Elsa, who had quietly approached, stood beside her, concern in her eyes. "You okay?"
Anna smiled, though it was a bit tired. "Yeah. Just... it's a lot, you know? I don't know how you can manage this role."
Elsa nodded knowingly, her expression softening. "I understand. I’ve been there."
Anna chuckled weakly. "You make it look so easy."
"Trust me," Elsa said gently, "it never is."
For a moment, silence settled between them, the evening breeze cool against their skin. Then, without a word, Elsa stepped closer and pressed a soft, reassuring kiss to Anna’s forehead. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes — of sisterly love, of understanding, of support.
Anna closed her eyes briefly, feeling the warmth and comfort of the moment. When Elsa pulled away, Anna looked up at her sister with gratitude shining in her eyes.
"Thanks, Elsa," she murmured. "For everything."
Elsa smiled. "You’re doing great, Anna. And you don’t have to do it all alone. We'll always be here and you got me."
Anna nodded, her heart feeling lighter. "I know. And that’s why I can do this."
With renewed strength, Anna took Elsa’s hand, and together they walked back into the castle, ready to face whatever challenges the next day might bring — as sisters would do.