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⋮ ❛ frostivity ⁽ ˡᶤᵏᵉᵈ ⁾
❛ ——— mom’s already pissed. if i get into any more trouble, she’ll probably ship me to another galaxy. ( he’ll be needing a little more CONVINCING. getting up to mischief was always a sure fire way to lift his spirits.
frostivity
“I’m sorry, who are you, again?”
Prince Charming
( meme. accepting !! )
SHEIS TWELVE years old when it happens. A venture out onto the frozenlake with skates tied to her feet. Anastasia doesn't realise the icehas thinned towards the far end and as she skates across it, the icegives way. She plummets into the icy waters, screaming. Jack is therein an instant. He hadn't been far. Quietly watching her from thetreeline. He thrusts hisshepherd's hook into the water and urgently instructs her to grabonto it.
This scenario is painfully familiar.
❝J---Jack!❞Anastasia resurfaces, chokingon frigid water. She clamours for the staff, wraps her hands tightaround it with all her might. Her fingers are half-frozen already;turning blue at the tips. Jack yanks her up and out of the wateruntil they’re both collapsing on solid ice. Anastasia curls into aball, sobbing. Cold. So very cold, and calling out for her Mama andPapa.
Jackdoesn't move. Can't bring himself to leave. To move towards her.Anything. There's a moment where he fears that if he touches her,it'll only make things worse. He's cold. It's his nature; his handslike ice and body lacking the natural heat all humans-- all livehumans-- possess. He doesn't need to act though. With Anastasia innear hysterics, it doesn't take long for someone to notice andseveral guards from the palace inspect the ruckus to find theyoungest Grand Duchess shivering near the banks of the lake. Theyhuddle her in their coats and rush her inside the palace and Jackwatches helplessly as they leave.
Shefights a fever for the next three days. Anastasia slips in and out ofconsciousness, barely registers where she's at or the people fussingaround her. Her skin has gone pale in the aftermath, from a smoothpeach-cream to alabaster white. Her lips turn purple and it takesstoking the fire and wrapping her in layers of thick blankets tofinally get her colour to return.
But the fever stays and whispersbegin to float through the palace of what a tragedy this is--- thatshe might NEVER recover. The Empress, Alexandra, calls on GrigoriRasputin on the fourth day, hoping he can help her in the same way hehas helped Alexei many times before.
Jackcreeps into her room, through the window and closes it behind him.He's painfully aware of the chill outside and the chill thatsurrounds him, for he is Winter and he shouldn't be here when she'sso ill. But he's worried, and it crosses his mind that this is justlike when he almost lost his sister. Anastasia isn't his sister, butshe feels like family all the same. He kneels by her bedside, carefulnot to touch her. She's asleep. It's late. Sandy's wisps of goldensand spin pictures above her head anddespite the situation, he finds himself smiling when his own faceforms from the sand.
Anastasiashifts and he notes the way her brows crinkle; how beads of sweatgather at her hairline. The fever hasn't gone down at all. Jack biteshis lip, carefully presses his palm against her forehead. He'd marvelat the WARMTH radiating from her skin if he weren't so worried. Shesighs in her sleep and he's surprised when she smiles.
Voicesare heard down the hall, coming closer. Jack must leave. But beforehe does, he leans in and presses a kiss to her forehead where hishand had been.
❝You'regonna be okay. I promise.❞ He's disappearing through thewindow just as her eyes flutter open.
frostivity plays a cute jack! they deserve to know what a good job they’re doing!
frostivity replied to your post:>reblogs psa about not rping real people >is an...
I think it primarily applies to people who aren’t professional actors/actresses. Like historical figures who have long since passed before our time may be acceptable, but when it comes to musicians and YouTubers, then it becomes a problem.
i figured as much. i think dear-indies has a list of actors/actresses who have expressed not wanting their faces to be used in roleplay.
