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◤ christian ◢
Fingers squeezed at her hand, a breath
leaving him, as his back straightens. It
were these times when he was proud of
who he is. And what he does.
“Getting ahead of yourself,
Christian looks at her, a smile tugging at
“May I ask what for?”
❝I plan on spending a few days there. The beach bug bit me
so I thought, why not? Plus I can take Marshmallow with me
and you know how much my white fluff ball enjoys the water.❞
As she spoke, she gestured to the overgrown
puppy by the window.
❝It’ll just be me, Marshmallow, some books, wine and the
view. Great way to spend the long weekend right?
Wanna join us?
But that means no cell phone or laptop
or anything work related. If you bring
your Mac, I’ll toss it into the fridge.❞
Slender hands immediately reached for the thick layer of ice. Her deep, concentrated breathing echoed around the hall. Usually, she was easily able to manipulate the ice that her children created. As their powers stemmed from her own, it was like controlling her own magic.
Even though her child’s laughter could be heard through the layers of ice, she knew they needed to get him out of there. Henry was more powerful than Amelia was at that age and truthfully, it terrified her. He would be almost as powerful as she was, if not more. The fact that Hans could not melt the ice was enough to cause her to panic even more.
The ice melted slowly, however, as soon as a few layers of ice dissipated, another layer appeared. Despite the fact that he was having fun in there, he was using his magic without his parents supervision. He was far to young to use such powerful magic without someone, namely her, to guide him. The moment he discovered he was trapped, he would begin to cry out for her or his father and slowly start losing control.
And surely enough, Henry began to whimper and cry out for her.
❝Shhh Henry, elskling. Mama and Papa are here and we’re going to get you out, okay? Just take a deep breath and calm down. Would you like for me to sing for you?❞
She took that as a yes, so as she concentrated on manipulating and melting the ice before her, she began to sing. She glanced over at her husband and gesture for him to join her.
◤ christian ◢
He’s aware of this. It was all about the
money. About who could donate the
most. Who’s horse was bigger. It was
never about just the cause. In which
he relates to greatly,
Eyes meet hers when
he feels her cool hand,
agreeing with every word
she was saying, and asking.
“I’ll make arrangements to bring
a few of the patients to the event.
It’ll be moving, and hopefully we
make a difference.”
She nodded. She hoped that they made some sort of difference
as well. Big or small, just knowing they helped improve someone’s
life was enough for her.
❝I already talked to some people and they
agreed to come. But the more the better
❝After the evening is over, think you can drop me
off at the beach house?❞
◤ anna ◢
”Oh, come on, who could have a bad reputation with a last name like Westergard ; it’s practically impossible.”
He was so cute. Super
cute. On Monday, he
leaned back and asked
what the date was. So
"And I hate this stupid major, that’s why I skip all my classes."
❝You’re acting like a freshman in high school.
Hans is bad news, little sister. I would know,
I’ve known him longer.❞
❝I don’t understand why Papa insisted you pick that major.
But that’s Papa for you… controlling every aspect of our lives.❞
[ from our friends, to what we wore, to what classes we took… ]
She took two forks and handed one to
Anna. Sharing is carrying and while it wasn’t
chocolate, it was still sweet.
◤ anna ◢
"What? I can’t skip a class?"
"Besides, I’m doing homework! And to be frank :
if it’s not poli sci, I could care less.”
❝It would be okay if you haven’t skipped your class multiple times before.❞
Eyes rolled skyward as she walked over to the fridge
and grabbed the leche flan she made. What? She was
❝And let me be frank, you only care about that poli sci class
because of that guy. A guy, who I know does not have a good
◤ meme - accepting ◢
1. What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this — optional.
7. How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?
It would depend on when you ask Elsa this question. She certainly saw herself in a negative light when during her isolation. She was taught to do this and did not know any other way. As her parents saw her powers in a negative light and she was constantly reminded of how dangerous her powers were, she, in turn, began to see herself as a monster. Yes, she saw herself as an intelligent, well read young woman who had a chance on becoming a great queen, however, she disliked herself. Maybe even hated herself.
However, these days, she sees herself in a neutral light. While she is slowly growing to love herself, she still has far too many issues mentally to see herself in a positive light.
11. What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?
Is there such a thing as God? She was taught to believe in God, raised in a religious royal family. Her mother made sure she prayed the rosary and her father made sure she read scripture. Every Sunday, they went to Mass and listened to sermons. She went to confession and listened to the bishops praise God.
However, she questioned in God’s existence. She questioned the idea that God is a loving Father and is benevolent.
In her eyes, if there is a God, He is more of an absentee father. He sparked the flames of creation with that one tiny spark and left things from there. He did nothing else but watch his creations create and destroy. He did nothing but watch as some of his creation became known as freaks.
To say that she was angry with God was putting it mildly. When she was a child, she prayed to him for salvation, for freedom. She prayed every morning and night, hoping he would send her dreams or send someone who can teach her how to control her powers.
❝— —- Anna? What are you doing here?
Don’t you have class right now?❞
◤ meme - accepting - prxncecharming ◢
7: Romantic Kiss
His lips looked so soft, warm. She always wondered how it would feel to place her lips upon his. She once read that, whenever soul mates kissed, they felt sparks the moment their lips touched. Would she feel that too? Would she be filled with a warmth she has never felt before? She wondered how it would feel.
Would his lips be soft?
How warm would they be
compared to her own chilled
As she moved deeper into his arms, gloveless hands moved to intertwine their fingers together. His trust and belief in her made it easier for her to control her
curse gift. He supported her in ways that her parents did not. He encouraged her to be that girl she once was, the girl she kept locked behind closed doors because she had to.
Elsa looked up at his lips once more as her heart raced within her chest. She reached up and cupped his face. No words escaped her lips as she leaned over and placed her lips on his for a gentle kiss. It was not a long one by any means, but she did her best to pour her emotions for him into the short kiss. She could not say the words, not when she did not know how to love herself. Even so, she still wished for him to feel what her heart felt for him.
A blush tainted her cheeks as the need for more rushed through her. His heat was addictive. She was not kidding when she said he was like the sun. Perhaps it was her low body temperature that made him feel warmer, but his warmth comforted her in ways others could not. Just as the sun comforted the earth, he comforted her.
The crown princess could not help herself.
She cupped his face once more and brought
their lips back together for another kiss. Timid
her lips were, but her feelings for him were still
When she pulled away, she smiled sheepishly.
❝— —- Forgive me for my imprudent actions.❞
She did not answer, at first. She was far too shocked to even speak.
How could anyone do such a thing during a celebration of life? As the
smoke cleared and she could see the tragedy before her more clearly,
a sob escaped her lips. The pain in her side mattered not. A shaky hand
moved from her bloody side and moved up to cover her lips.
Even as she spoke, however, pain shot through her and she could not help but wince and gasp because of it. Her other hand moved back over her side as her eyes moved down to it. A small, but sharp piece of metal was imbedded in her side. Then, her eyes widened.
Please dear God, please tell her that her sister was safe.
❝David, where is my sister? Where is Anna?❞
- 1: Hot, Steamy kiss
- 2: Cheek Kiss
- 3: Nose Kiss
- 4: Forehead Kiss
- 5: Firm Kiss
- 6: Gentle Peck
- 7: Romantic Kiss
- 8: Eyelid Kiss
- 9: Jawline Kiss
- 10: Neck Kiss
- 11: Collarbone Kiss
- 12: Chest Kiss
- 13: Stomach Kiss
- 14: Kiss Along the Hips
- 15: Kiss in the Rain
- 16: Upside-Down Kiss
- 17: Goofy Kiss
- 18: Underwater Kiss
- 19: Forceful Kiss
- 20: Any of the Above
- 21: Then there’s tongue