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“I know pronounce you, husband and wife” Gil proclaimed with a proud, watery, smile, folding his script and gesturing to his best friends “you may kiss the bride”. the small party of Uma and Harry’s family and friends burst out into cheers as Harry took off Uma’s hat and grabbed her waist, the smile never leaving his face as Uma tugged him down to meet his lips.

It felt as if magic itself had burst in their chests, swelling up until waves burst up the sides the ship, creating an almost rainbow effect as sea water misted down upon the party and the newly weds. Harry leaned Uma back slightly, kissing her as if she was his air, his soul, his life. Uma kissed back just the same. soon they separated, Harry sneaking one last peck before replacing the captain’s hat on Uma’s head; holding her close as they turned to face their friends and family.

“May i now introduce, Mr. and Mrs. Hook!” Gil practically yelled, smiling so wide it looked like it hurt as the wedding party cheered for the newly weds, Mal and Evie sending confetti into the sky as Uma and Harry kissed again, their newly adorned rings shining in the sunlight. 

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They’re just so perfectly contrasted- compatibly opposite! (I don’t even go here but ugh I *love* them, this was so fun🥰🤭)

Close ups and speedpaint under the cut <3

I finally finished it...

I think I redid it like 4 times, and I still not satisfied with the end result, but to this point I'm tired,

maybe I'll redo it somewhere in the future, who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He’s fine.

- The Spirit And The Queen -

You better count yourself lucky that the Queen is benevolent, for the spirit will do as she asks, and no soul wishes to face the wrath of the Fifth Spirit.

i’ve always wanted to draw them as darker/scarier versions of themselves, and i finally did! shoutout to the following edits on tiktok that inspired me to make this:

kavmee.ae // aurelia // nicki

alternate version under the cut

And despite it all, despite running away and then coming back to a loving kingdom, despite everything that’s happened, she’s still the same old Elsa. Same mentality, same fears and doubts; who was she kidding, letting down her hair and wearing a god damn ice dress won’t change who she is. For thirteen years she’s cowered before the very thought of her powers, of what they could do, of what she could do. What did she expect, that things would just change? Really, who was she kidding?

So despite it all, there are still days where she can't stop. She can’t stop the thoughts that breed and pile up in her head. It all just builds and builds and it won’t stop, it won’t stop, it won’t—

“It’s okay.”

And in the infinitesimal moment where Anna’s arms come around her, time freezes.

“I know what you’re thinking, and you're wrong.”

Anna is more effective a reprieve than any ice castle or closed door. Anna is her sanctuary. That’s all it takes: four simple words.