Snow Queen

Independant RP side-blog for Isabelle Rose Mahkent Read Rules&About for more information. FC Kirstin Dunst.

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“Because, and as silly as it sounds… it will make it real.” Look, she wasn’t under the delusion that this wasn’t something that was happening to her. That would continue to happen– but? But she almost wanted to believe that if she didn’t accept everything? It would all fade away and disappear. She was by no means stupid– but this was all a bit… much? “I’m… not ready to be a mother. I’m nowhere near ready for all of this.”

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“Look--- no one is expecting you to be ready for this.” A hand reached across the table to Corey, allowing the little girl to ‘escape’ and crawl under said table. “I don’t think anyone can ever be ready for it... But, you can’t put off something like going to the doctor, even if you’re not going to keep it for yourself.--- You don’t have to be a mother yet, but you don’t have to be afraid of it.”

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[one day I will find a good fc for Donald Lawrence I swear]

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Deborah Ann Woll in pigtails

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Happy 34th Birthday, Kirsten Caroline Dunst! “I feel much more confident in myself, in life… I don’t stress as much now, I’ve grown more sensitive though. The older I get, the more sensitive I’ve become. I don’t know why. I appreciate things more. I mean, I’ve always been very grateful, but I feel far more grounded than I did 10 years ago.”

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“I– ah– haven’t gone to the doctor to find out exactly yet. But… from what I could figure I should be due sometime in November.” She was terrified of the whole situation, there was no way to dance around that. Then again, the whole experience had been rather horrible at this point. She smiles a bit though as she watches the child. Perhaps, if she got through it all, it would be okay. “I’m– actually terrified to go.”

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  “November isn’t very far away.” She rose a eyebrow as she scooped Viola up to have her sit on her lap ‘right’... The little girl continued to giggle and squirm away.    “--Why are you so scared of going?”

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  “So-- when are you do?” She smiled at the other woman as she settled in the seat across from her.. Isabelle was partially ignoring the two and a half year old who had dramatically thrown herself over her mother’s lap to ‘hide’ and giggle as the adults ate lunch and talked.

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Skai Jackson is so pretty

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You’d have to be a feline to truly appreciate what Blake was experiencing. This wasn’t some petty foreplay or raunchy affection that humans exchange - this was something else completely. Like a word with no translation. It was ecstasy - and, then, some. Playfully baring his teeth, he - too - bit down upon her lip; with an ever-present sound tickling away at the back of his throat. Not quite a growl. Not quite a purr. Something else entirely. Something deeper. With all his strength, he forces himself up to bend at the waist - dragging his fingers across the exposed flesh of Rebecca’s back in intimate caress.

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She was certainly willing to let him take the dominate position as he sat up. But, the feline in her, couldn’t let that happen without somewhat of a fight. Though, it definitely wasn’t much of one. Letting the hands slip up her dress, Rebecca’s head dropped to his shoulder so that she could give the nape of Blake’s neck a singular bite. Before leaning back to allow the offending clothing to be pulled off. “--Why are you wearing this?” She mumbled, halfheartedly as she began to pull at his clothes. 

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You’ve seen a child at Christmas, right? Well, that was Blake on steroids. From the moment he’d set foot in the jungle, it was like entering a god-damn toy store - whether it being to stalk through the overgrowth or gain a vantage point in the trees, he was flooded with raw instinct; unfamiliar with the Zandian landscape, sure, but certainly not unfamiliar with the general offerings.  Bonus points, of course, went to Becca who stood by his side. Somehow, the experience seemed that little more exciting with her presence. So, you can’t exactly blame him for quirking a brow at the question. What he thought she was implying, well, we’ll put that down to the bond they shared on a primal level. Intimacy. Yes, he figured she was going to show him something fairly explicit. Not that he anticipated it, of course.  “Go ahead.” 

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Rebecca’s grip on his hand tightened a small bit as he agreed to do what she wanted to do. Not have a second after agreeing she was pulling him along after her. She would have started running, but she wanted him to stay close with her. She knew this section of the jungle pretty well, having come there often with her parents as a child. And she knew exactly where she wanted to take him. It wasn’t very long until they were outside of what was obviously a cave opening... She wanted to go in and explore with him. “--Lets go in there--.”

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Snuggling against the motion, he closed his eyes in a moment of uninterrupted appreciation - struggling to process how someone could be quite as tender and gentle as Rebecca’d seemingly mastered. At the prospect of spending some time alone with her to prowl - for, that’s what walking really was to him - his face lit up with child-like excitement; even more so when he considered how relieving time away from Artemis would be. The look said it all, really. He was pumped and ready to go!

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Dropping her hands from his cheeks, instead taking Blake’s hand instead. She doesn’t even glance back at her family as she pulled him off with her. She was happy to get a decent amount of time away from her family, and to have time with him. ..And, they were close enough to Zandia’s jungles, which she was sure he’d like exploring. 

“Do you want to see something cool?” She asked, once they where out of range of the house, and well into said ‘jungle’.

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Oh, you think you’ve heard him purr before? That was nothing compared to the noise he just made. It was a sound so primal and instinctive that he wasn’t even consciously aware he’d made it!  “Mm-hmm.”  Tilting his head to the side, he provided considerable access to his neck for more kissing - or, biting - or, whatever the Hell she felt like doing to him. At this point, he was so anticipating of her next move that he’d welcome anything. 

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The sounds he was making were magic. Between him speaking and the positively primal sounds he was making Rebecca was getting more excited than she had been before. “Nu-uh.” She shakes her head once again, her voice cracking slightly as her own well practiced ‘humanity’ gave away to her naturally feral side. Sinking her teeth once again into the side of his neck, Rebecca began to purr. Slowly edging her body closer to his until they where completely flush against one another. Only then did her lips leave his neck, choosing to instead nip at his bottom lip.

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Grazing his stubble against the exposed flesh between her neck and shoulder blade, he released a low purr of intimate satisfaction; too enthralled by the contact to concern himself with Artemis’ burning glare. “Now, I am.”

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After afew moments, Becca pulled back from the hug, though she definitely didn’t stop the contact. Instead her hands moved from where they’d been resting on his shoulders to his cheeks. Her thumbs running gently across the stubble in hopes to keep him purring. “Do you wanna take a walk with me?”

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Although she’d effectively just dominated him - to which, he allowed - Blake was far from humiliated; if anything, he found the whole ordeal to be very amusing indeed. Lions are social creatures, after all - so, he found it enthralling to be within the presence of other, like-minded felines. Here, he didn’t have to call his actions into moderation. Here, he could unleash that raw, primal nature that drove him from human normalcy.  For a moment, though, he allowed himself to slip back into, well, humanity as the low baritone of human speech resonated upon the ground. “Woman, you’re trying to kill me.”  It was playful. Boisterous. Not in the least condescending. A display of pride at her efforts. 

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Once he’d started talking; Becca’s growling had turned into a fit of muted giggles. It had become odd to see him acting like a human and, in honesty, she loved it. Dropping her head to the spot of his throat that vibrated when he spoke. “Nuh-uh.” She shook her head against him, before nipping the pulse point on the side of his neck. It wasn’t a hard bite, of course, just enough to show her affection as her hands continued to ‘restrain his’. It wasn’t often she got to act like this-- so she was taking full advantage.

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♡ hugging

Becca can’t help the grin that spreads across her lips as Blake wrapped his arms around her.She wasn’t sure if he was doing it to show affection-- or to spite her mother who was glaring at him from across the room. But she liked it no matter what the motivation was.“Are you having fun?” She murmurs; wrapping her arms around him in return.