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          { ♕ }; It was an irresistible pull that tugged insistently on            the strings of his heart. All the evil he was born with and the control            he fought hard for seemed to come undone when the sensitive nerves            of his hand felt the baby stir inside of her belly. And despite her movement,            he could not take his hand from her. Hans needed the attachment, needed            to be close at all times. Even if it meant showing that affection and tangling            his fingers with Elsa's. Hans realized he would do anything for his unborn            child and protecting his mother meant protecting his child. The King was            unsure whether this was love or the natural instinct to protect what is yours.            That animalistic nature that came with being a mammal. He was not used to            tenderness and sincerity. All that he had known was deceit and hatred and            Elsa was no exception.

           He rested his head lightly on her belly, inhaling his wife's scent and slipping            his hands beneath the silk to touch her bare skin. Slowly beginning to trace            circles around her bellybutton.

                  ❝ Your mother would never let me forget it if she heard me                            speaking to you like this. ❞

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    These quiet nights were a blessing for the pregnant Snow Queen. The child that       slumbered beneath her heart took quite a bit of her energy to carry. Not that she        minded, of course. This child —- her son or daughter —- was precious to her ;        a reminder that even in the darkness, there is light. If she became tired more easily,       then so be it as long as she would give birth a healthy child. & thankfully, from what       the midwives told her, she was on the right path. So she savored evenings such as       this when tenderness reigned supreme over lust & hate. While she enjoyed taking her       pleasures from her husband & seeing him undone, she loved these nights more.

They didn’t happen often enough.

                 She had been close to drifting off to a deeper slumber when she felt his warm                  hands and lips on her belly. Hypersensitive. Yes, she has always been hyper-                  sensitive to his touch so it was no surprise when she was pulled out of her                  colorful dreams. & when she heard his voice, her heart burst.

                                                   Instead of opening her eyes, she moaned softly, feigning                                                     sleep. Regardless of what he said, he loves. & she wanted                                                     nothing more than to hear what else he would say to their                                                     child that he would not say to her.

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         { ♕ }; He watched her eyes move underneath translucent lids.          The blue veins webbing across the soft skin. The King thought her          asleep, the quiet snores escaping her plump lips. With out a thought,          he brought his hand and placed it upon her swollen belly. His child          swam underneath, growing like a plant. Hans wished desperately for          a boy. A strong, healthy boy who would be able to succeed him. His          fingers traced lightly against the silk of her slip. It was a quiet night.          The King and Queen had not fell into bed in a fervor, kissing until their          lips were bruised. Every night since she had conceived it was like this          but tonight, it was different. His touch was gentle and he brought his          lips to his wife's belly, trailing his lips from her navel to the little shelf          her belly created. It was so warm compared to her usually cold skin,           evidence that there was life inside. 

                       ❝ You'll be a strong little boy. And I'll take care of you.                                     And your mother. ❞

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seduction. omG IM SO HAPPY YOU GUYS LIKED IT OMGOMGOMG. ASLKD THIS IS BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU SO MUCH. IMMA KEEP THIS FOREVER.♡♡♡♡ none of you have any idea how much it means to me that you like my writing. ;~;

Inspired by the Kiss meme i read a couple of days ago ( nixreginam and obscurvm , here is the link to the beautiful text  ). Let’s start the Helsa week celebrations :-)

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                     ♔ єммα нєℓєηα αℓєѕѕαη∂яα ωєѕтєяgαя∂

✼ Sugar and spice and all things that are nice.

                               independent frozen original character. daughter                                of hans westergard and queen elsa. selective &                                private. multi verse. multi ship. open to other ocs                                but very selective. exclusive but flexible. currently                                looking for a hans. n s f w tagged. mun is always                                a happy potato. hates drama. 

                                 arendelle | ask | map

         That’s what little girls are made of.♡

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make me choose; two anonymous people asked Elsanna or Helsa?

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       { ♕ }; Strong, firm fingers could only grip tighter on the bars of the cell as he looked down upon him. It was an attempt to keep his words at bay, keep the monster hidden behind his eyes. He was a creature where control had always been hard to obtain. The monster scratched at his inside, wearing him loose and ragged. So it was no surprise that the man sitting in his cell saw it reflected in his doppelganger's face. In the sharp line of his jaw and sweeping angle of his nose. Cold, hard eyes unforgiving as his eyebrows knitted together in anger. Hans only saw a quick flash of fear across his eyes when he noticed that his twin was a mere representation of the evil that struggled to burst free from his chest.

          Surprised at how he had to energy to stand, he let go of the bars moving a step away, patting away the dirt and rust from his gloves. He recognized the tone, the one that spoke miles of apparent wrong doing. That he had felt offense. His face relaxed, lips curled into a loud chuckle. Embarrassed that he had to share a face with a man like this. What honor did he have when he was pinned behind bars? None. And as he spoke, his smile faded quicker than it had appeared. Hans thrusted his arm through the bars, grasping at the loose fabric of his tunic and tangling his fingers into his collar. He pulled the man close to the bars, face pressed against iron. HIs lips incredibly close to his ear, he spoke. 

       ❝ I get to speak to you any way I wish. You aren't a prince any longer. You're a disgrace. I'll make sure these people won't even know your name. ❞

          He pushed him back, letting go of his shirt and hoping that it would throw him off balance. His muscles flexed tight against the fabric of his coat and as he crossed his arms, he felt it tighten around his back. Astonishment played across his features at the defense he had given him.

                  ❝ If that's your excuse, I should just kill you now. ❞

♛ᴅʏsᴛʀᴏᴘʜʏ;;

      { ♚ }; One long blink, the auburn lashes obscured his shocked stare for one blissful second. Maybe when he opens his eyes again— no, he was still standing there, with hands on bars and malice written all over the terribly regal face. It was like looking in the mirror, a distorted mirror with smudges and cracks that made his reflection look like a  m o n s t e r  in the prisoner’s eyes. He never knew that those green eyes of his could be so scornful. 

     A rattle of rusty chains, an awkward shuffle of weak knees— Hans stood up, slowly dragging his feet forward and trying to wake up the sleeping muscles. How long has he been sitting here…? “Pathetic…" He repeated after the doppelganger, offence slowly sinking into his words. Another blink, but the captor was still there, still waiting for his shameful answer to that painful question, while the silence between them was measured with loud beats of Hans’ confused heart. "I am a Prince— you don’t get to speak to me like that!" 

      But wasn’t the other him a prince as well? Even if so— that didn’t matter, he demanded respect and he was going to receive it. “Why have I failed…? Don’t you know that already— a mortal can’t fight magic!” Another angry rustle of his shackles, cold metal was biting into his delicate wrists and eating away the flesh. He glared at his mirror image behind the bars— a delusion or a terrible reality? Hans did not know and he did not care. 

                          The prince had indeed failed, but nobody had the right to say that out loud. 

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I am selfish, private and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

Gaiman, Neil. A Study in Emerald. (via wordsnquotes)

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              { ♕ }; ❝ What is that supposed                 to mean? Quicken.. ❞

                        ❝ You hurt this baby, Elsa,                            and I'll never let you forget it. ❞

⊰ ❆ ░░░  ｄｒｏｎｎｉｎｇ ⊱

                                   ❝The midwives said we should feel our child                                       quicken soon. And they also said that they                                      don’t expect my powers to… endanger the baby.❞

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gifset dedicated to: theblondemermaid

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{ ♕ }; ❝ M-My child? ❞

          ❝ What am I saying. Of course it's mine.                I'm going to have a son! ❞

⊰ ❆ ░░░  ｄｒｏｎｎｉｎｇ ⊱

                   ❝I’m pregnant.                     I’m with child…❞

                                                ❝We finally have an heir to our kingdom.❞

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M E M E ; A C C E P T I N G

1: aggressive kiss

           { ♕ }; His lips were relentless as they slammed onto hers.             Hands gripping her shoulders too tightly as he kissed her, not             willing to let go. To show her how she belonged to him. His teeth             grazed across her bottom lip before trailing his lips down her jawline,             nibbling on the sensitive skin below her ear. He could feel the groan             rise in his throat and he couldn’t get enough of her. Smelling the             vanilla of her skin and the thick strawberry scent in her hair. The             smell after she finished her bath drove him insane. The days dirt            washed away and she was left with supple skin and smooth flesh.            And he ran his hands all along her exposed belly and thighs. Wet             tendrils of her hair stuck to his cheeks as he pulled away, inhaling             her scent once more.

                                  ❝ You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. ❞

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who made your verses page?

seduction. There’s a credit in the left bottom corner, nonnie dear. :3 I actually don’t like it that much anymore. ;~; I might change it soon but we’ll see. Maybe I’m too lazy.

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          { ♕ }; ❝ Yes, I know you told me but            I've been busy running my king- ❞

                                             ❝ What? ❞

⊰ ❆ ░░░  ｄｒｏｎｎｉｎｇ ⊱

          ❝I told you to learn the names             sooner you know. But did you             listen? Of course not.❞

           ❝But I’ve waited long              enough to tell you and I’m              not waiting anymore.❞

                                                  ❝Hans I’m pregnant.❞

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             { ♕ }; ❝ Elsa, look. I'm a little busy.              I've got five minutes to remember these              names before the meeting. We have to do              this another time. ❞

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seduction. OKAY. PAY ATTENTION. PLEASE. I HAVE RECENTLY                    CREATED AN OC. Now, this OC is a Helsa child. I know a lot                    of people have rules and yada yada but I made this child to be                    set in one of my verses called 'Frostbitten Betrothal' that is a                    forced marriage verse between Hans and Elsa that I'm currently                    playing with nixreginam. Now, I can't interact with myself here                    so I'm in dire need of a Hans that my babu OC will interact                    exclusively with. Of course if one other Hans wants to interact                    and has a couple of ideas, I'm totally for that. But the OC community                    is scarcely accepted. But come on, you know me. I've already put                    a lot of information for you guys to play off of. If you are interested                    you can check out the blog here and let me know! I still haven't                     gotten the verses page up but there will be a verse where Hans does                    impregnate Elsa during her imprisonment and after Anna defeats                     him and yada yada he is still labelled a traitor and is sent back to                    the Southern Isles. So there's that. But the main verse will be                    Frostbitten Betrothal.