I wonder what was going through Anna’s mind as Kristoff rode back to Arendelle with her… She’s an optimistic girl, but I think she must have feared that she won’t make it - and that would mean dying without Hans at her side.
I really loved Frozen. But I still can’t groove on the Hans good guy/bad guy reveal thing. I think it was a cheap copout designed to shock audiences and was not handled honestly or well. I saw the movie for the first time, spoiler-free, on Christmas and kept running over it in my mind. Finally, I decided to outline how I would have done it, if I’d been one of the writers.
I did that back in December, before I even got on tumblr. So to honor the last day of Hanna Week, with the theme of True Love’s Kiss, I expanded it.
I can’t stand when writers don’t allow their characters to stay true to themselves. And I saw that in Frozen. I accept the film, but I think that there are parts of the writing that were flawed. That’s just my opinion, but it shapes how I feel about the entire film, and about Prince Hans.
So. Without further ado, this is how I would have ended Frozen.
All about Hans, and his Southern Isles! Once again, a very loose interpretation of the prompt, but I do describe him nicely in this
Okay so this is a day early birthday present for prince-hans-pantsbecause I’m a fucking idiot and got all the days confused but hey, if you can’t be on time, be early, as my dad always says. I often ignore that advice but whatever.
The pigtailed young woman looked up from the outdated Highlights magazine in her lap, pushing her loose glasses up by their bridge. She met eyes with the smiling brunette assistant in the doorway.
OKAY, so far these are my contributions to Hanna Week!
You don’t know what i’m talking about? Man, you’ve been missing out!
From 13th to 26th the fandom will be posting Hanna drabbles, fanfics, movies, montages, artwork…regarding a certain theme!
My submissions are for days II and III:
Day II: Touch: Dancing, Sock Sliding and Chin-Grabbing
Day III: Love is an Open Door
People, you have no idea. I came back home to visit my family, and when i was about to draw some stuff for this event…
My pen. I brought my bamboo tablet AND I FORGOT MY PEN.
After setting many things on fire, and flipping a table, i realized that i would not be defeated so easily. So, i picked up some pencils (hella, haven’t drawn grey-scale stuff in AGES) and thanks to my faithful mouse i was able to polish and give a little spark to the drawings.
Using my mouse, ahahahah, i’m seriously back to the dark ages.