Anna found herself in a cave lying on the cold stone ground. She tried to stand up but upon doing so, she toppled over. She landed in a slushy puddle, wincing at the sudden coldness. Placing her hands out to try and right herself again, she yelped at the hairiness that had met her eyes.
Anna helps Elsa become The Wicked Witch for Halloween. [oneshot]
Elsa is a skilled fashion designer and Anna is the model she's been assigned to work with. [oneshot]
Anna as Curious Alice and Elsa as a Flirtaious Chesire Cat Girl. [prompt][oneshot]
Fiyero just barely picked up on the quiver in the woman's voice. It was faint, but it was there. Fiyero knew that she had missed their friends just as much as he had. How were they to know that they would soon be reunited with them?
This girl looked as if she ate nails for breakfast and people for lunch, decked out in all black with the exception of the logo of some rock band on her shirt, those monstrosities in her ears about the size of nickels that surely left huge, unflattering gapes in the cartilage when taken out, and a look on her face that could make a grown man cower in fear. Modern AU
Glinda the Good lay in her bed at the age of 82. Her end was near and she knew it well. [Oneshot][Booksical]
It was never easy growing up on the streets. It started with petty crimes; she would steal from local bakers. Just a roll or two. However, it quickly turned into bigger things. She found herself pickpocketing strangers and when she got into her early teens, she was breaking into houses and stealing valuable trinkets that she could easily pawn off for a quick buck.
Glinda stood in front of the bathroom mirror, touching up her makeup before her next class. Dr. Dillamond's lectures have always been such a bore to her and she was contemplating not even going to the class that day. [prompt][oneshot]
She could never understand it; she did great in school. She always had. Science, Language, History, she got perfect grades in all of it. Just not math. [prompt][oneshot]
The race was planned to be a single lap around the track. Easy. They finished the lap in no time, both at almost the exact same time, neither of them breaking a sweat. Once the two passed the white line that signified the end of the race, it had been apparent that they both had the same thought going through their minds. To keep going until one of them tired. [oneshot]
At two years old, Eirlys was already causing full blown snow storms during her tantrums. The only thing that could ever calm her down in the middle of one of her storms was Elsa displaying her own powers for the girl. [prompt][oneshot]
The air dropped another few degrees, but it didn't matter to Elsa anymore because in that moment, she knew… Nothing could ever be colder than her own heart. [prompt][oneshot]