I wasn’t ruling all Kristanna fans as killjoys, just the ones who always have to shit on Hans fans about these things but fair enough, my post wasn’t specific on that.
Most Hans/Hanna fans are reasonably aware about that, which is why certain killjoys don’t have to be a dicks about it.
people getting mad about OUAT Hans please pull up ur pampers and go
You know what I love? Kids. Cause I totally wore my Hanna shirt Sunday when I was teaching Children’s Church, and nobody said anything about Hans being evil or anything like that. You know what they said? They said they liked my shirt. And I told them I loved Hans and Anna and wanted them to be together forever and they smiled in a sweet, joyful way, and we went back to what we were doing. And it was BEAUTIFUL.
Gee, it isn’t 8 o’clock and we’ve already got hatahs about this. What, you feeling threatened? Aww how cute.
Killjoy Kristanna right on cue.
I’m not really all that good at angst, but this idea wouldn’t stop niggling away at me, so I kinda got bullied by my own brain into writing it. Ah well, I suppose it’s always good to try new things, right? Tbh I’m kinda sick of it lurking in my drafts so I’m posting it now to get it over with.
Featuring character death and implied hanna
He’d been in Arendelle almost a year now. Sitron had his own stable, and Hans knew most of the palace staff by name. Everyone always seemed pleased to see him (now that was a pleasant change) and Anna didn’t suspect a thing. Hans had often worried that Elsa had somehow seen through his charade, what with her frosty reception and immediate dismissal of their engagement at the coronation ball, but he had since been put at ease. Living in the palace had showed him that the Queen was a very insular person, though fiercely protective of her younger sister despite the odd rift between them. He’d noticed her watching them closely whenever all three of them were present at supper, or if they ever happened to run into one another in the palace or grounds – though that happened very rarely – and Hans had made sure to put on a show for her, though not too much of one that it might be suspicious. She had not blessed their marriage quite yet, but Hans knew he had won her over already; about two months ago she had stopping watching him as closely as before, and – more notably – there were less guards patrolling Anna’s wing of the palace than there had been when he’d first taken up residence. He sometimes wondered if this meant he had some sort of tacit approval to visit Anna in the night, something he often liked to indulge in now that it was easier to slip into her room unnoticed. He could feel that Elsa would give her blessing soon enough, and knew that the time to take action was fast approaching.
can you hear that distant rumbling
its the Hans/Hanna fandom rising up from the ocean depths like Godzilla coming to smash everything u love and breathe atomic fire on this godless wasteland
Hans in Storybrooke though
IN MODERN CLOTHES
probably won’t happen but plea se
OUAT GIVE ME HANNA INTERACTIONS PLZ
MAKE ANNA BE PREGNANT WITH HIS BABY OR SOME RIDICULOUS SHIT LIKE THAT
GIVE ME LIAOD FLASHBACKS
GIVE ME HANS IN TIGHT PANTS
IIIII NEEEEEED ITTTT