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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &.  whispersong‌ / claire !

       ‘   you’ve been so brave,   ‘    her voice shakes as she holds her arms out to the girl,    beckoning her into a hug.   ‘   i’m so sorry.   ‘    /    @recreatd

the sound of claire’s voice causes maisie to peer upwards, her small frame shivering as she stands alone.  ❝    please don’t leave me ...    ❞   she immediately runs into the redhead’s arms, a salty tear stained cheek pressing into claire’s side.

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“Secret Revealed: Maisie” | Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom Target DVD Exclusive

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favorite fictional settings

JURASSIC WORLD (Jurassic World)

Remember why this place was made, Claire. Jurassic World exists to show us how very small we are. Very new. You can’t put a price on that.

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. @battleincarnate​ gets a thing !

❝    sorry!    ❞  maisie hastily takes the jacket worth more than her education off her body before placing it carefully over the back of the nearby chair.  ❝    in my defense, you just left it there ... it was calling my name aunt ruby!    ❞

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A creature of the future, made from pieces of the past. Ladies and gentlemen, please be warned. This is the perfect blend of the two most dangerous creatures that have ever walked the earth.

We call it…The Indoraptor.

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⊰ ♛ ⊱ &. LISA'S CURRENT LIST OF BLOGS !

@alwaysfine​ / amanda rollins / svu / primary / active !

@recreatd​ / maisie lockwood / jw : fallen kingdom / primary / active !

@stouthrtd​ / multi muse / secondary / semi active !

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. bloodlorn‌ / anna !

@recreatd | plotted starter

     she’s tired of fighting to try and get herself free. she’s broken a few teeth off TRYING to escape the small, cold enclosure they have her in. the iron barred cage was nothing like the cozy paddock she’d lived in, nothing like the soft mattress her handler allowed her to lay on. those cruel humans were nothing like alpha. they were nothing like the ones who had come to see her on the island. they offered her nothing but the bare minimum, a slab of meat and some water. nothing to rest on.

     she lays on the cold floor, her energy totally  D R A I N E D  from attempting to get out. she’d never been as strong as the other velociraptors, she’d  n e v e r  been quite as vicious, and she was so much SMALLER. it didn’t help she had a bad leg (perhaps that’s what made her so easy to capture).

     she’s just drifting in and out of sleep now. they’re all beginning to leave until the whole basement is  S I L E N T  aside from her breathing and the breathing of something else not too far away…no, not just one something, but two. one of them was smaller, so much smaller, and the other was MUCH bigger than anna. something dangerous.

maisie is curious.  she had been since she was born, but it only got stronger as she grew.  the girl’s abundance of curiosity fuels the hours spent in her grandfather’s library and the eavesdropping she partakes in more often than warranted.  so it’s really no surprise that she had found an unusually excellent hiding spot behind one of the many dinosaur skeletons in the house while her eyes and ears focus only on mr. mills as he spoke harshly into the phone at the same time he stepped into the elevator.  wait she saw it  --  she saw the code.

it’s been twenty minutes since mr. mills gone down, and five since he’d been back up.  she felt she was in the clear now, so with one more look over both shoulders, maisie dashes over to the keypad, types in the code, and steps into the elevator before pressing the glowing ‘ -3 ′ button to embark on what she’d hoped was a new adventure.  

as sneakers hit the concrete floor, maisie’s eyes widen as she takes in her surroundings.  everything is either steel or concrete, and her initial impression is that the place is both physically and metaphorically cold  ------  less than welcoming. why would anyone want to be down here? she considers leaving, but the need to explore the new place overwhelms her.  it seems empty, until she hears a noise.  it’s so faint, but it sounded like someone something had exhaled. eyebrows furrow, and it isn’t until warm, brown eyes land on the brightly colored feathered animal that she realizes what must’ve made the sound.  ❝    well hello there.    ❞  british accent falls from pink lips, as she cautiously approaches.    ❝    now where did you come from?    ❞ 

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. indianaxalpha‌ / owen !

He’s watching Blue disappear into the darkness, when he hears her question.  His eyes meet hers and he lets out a breath.  His form shrunk as he knelt in front of her, his hands resting against her shoulders gently.  A small shake of his head, before he smiled just a little at her.  “I’m not angry, Maisie.”  He let out a sigh, as she continued.  A small nod as he agreed with her.  “You did, what Claire and I didn’t have the courage to.  You saved them, from death.”  He wrapped his arms around her in a tight and protective hug, kissing the top of her head lightly.  “You are so brave, and I’m so proud of you.”

large doe eyes search his face frantically for a sign that he was upset, her fear only starting to subside when his lips quirk into a soft smile. maisie feels a warmth start to build in her chest and it only grows when he confirms that he’s not upset. as he continues speaking, the corner of maisie’s lips pull into a small smile of their own, before she nods vigorously with a sniffle.  ❝    i had to ... i had to.   ❞  a mere second passes before she’s wrapped up in owen’s protective arms which instantly gave her much needed comfort.  head lifts slowly, her chin resting on his broad chest as worry starts to take over cherubic features once again.  ❝    please don’t leave me here.  you and claire  ------  you can’t leave !    ❞

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ BROTHERS GRIMM : FAIRY TALE AESTHETICS !

RULES:  BOLD  WHAT  APPLIES  TO  YOUR  MUSE  &  REPOST !

SNOW WHITE :      jade trinket boxes.   taste of iron.   fingertips on a mirror.   yellow and green with envy. long handled hunting knives.   sewing by the window.   combs laced with pearls and poison.   an apple white one side and red the other.    white doves.   frosted glass.

THE MAIDEN WITHOUT HANDS :    a blunt axe.   a ring of chalk.   tear-stained cheeks.   sweet pears.   hands tied behind back.   shallow rivers.  aching feet. walking for days.   flowing gowns.   liquid silver.   wax seals.   blinding lights.

THE THREE LITTLE GNOMES IN THE FOREST :   lukewarm bath water.   sapphire butterflies.   tiny milk snakes.   baskets of strawberries.   fat toads.   sparkling snow.   fur cloaks.   raw gemstones.   kettles made of copper.   red wine.   a tiny cottage cabin in the middle of nowhere.

BLUE BEARD :   a tiny key made of gold.   pools of blood.   stains that won’t rub away.   galloping hooves.   treasures from far away lands.   dragged by the hair.   dark and damp cellars. marble walls.  shivering with fear.   screaming at the top of your lungs.

THE SIX SWANS :   sitting side-saddle.   daughter of a witch.   nettles.   white feathers.  refusing to smile.   needles and threads.   a castle in the forest.   sound of beating wings.    birthmarks.   climbing trees.   balls of yarn.   silver crowns.

LITTLE RED CAP :     wildflowers.   rich-tasting cake.   wicker baskets.   the path rarely trod.   sharp teeth.   curtains drawn.   a dying fireplace.  grey pelts.   red velvet.  handmade quilts.  sunlight peeking through branches.   opening corks with a satisfying pop.  looking someone directly in the eye.

TAGGED BY :   idk i found it in my drafts on another blog from 84 years ago TAGGING :  @chaordiic , @raptorraised , @wrldwrn, @bloodlorn , @indianaxalpha , @hellhaths , @battleincarnate , @o188 & anyone else who sees this and wants to !

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. wrldwrn‌ / claire !

          “  don’t think i haven’t noticed that you haven’t had breakfast.  ”     she points at a bowl of cereal next to an apple,  hastily prepared because breakfast is the only meal she can put together without burning down the house.     “  ––––  we’re not dating because we haven’t  talked  about it.  and people can kiss even when they’re not dating.  ”

❝    ------ i was going to do that while i talked to you.    ❞  maisie snags the bowl of cereal off the counter before taking a bite, chewing, and swallowing all in a matter of seconds. ❝    but... how did you skip that conversation yet you guys have me?   ❞  a second passes before a teasing grin grows on her cherubic face as she takes a step closer towards claire.  ❝    i mean i have eyes ... and you guys loooooove each other.    ❞  there’s a giggle while she backs up enough to ensure she couldn’t be captured in claire’s embrace.

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. @raptorraised gets a thing !

hand grasps tightly onto owen’s as her wide, doe like eyes scan over the seemingly endless amount of furniture in front of her.  the structure of the cabin was officially finished, and owen and claire had agreed that maisie’s room would be the first to be decorated due to the child’s clear excitement.  ❝    wow...    ❞  considering she’d never been in a furniture store before, it’s not too big of a surprise that the ten-year-old is overwhelmed.  a moment passes before she releases her grasp on owen’s hand and begins to venture off into the maze of dressers, vanities, and nightstands.  

she gets about half way through when she spots it.  the glossy white piano seems out of place, but it draws her in instantly like the pull of a magnet.  converse clad feet move quickly as she approaches the instrument, petite fingers running across the keys as soon as she’s close enough. she looks over both shoulders to make sure no one’s around ( for fear of getting in trouble ) before her fingers start to dance across the keys in a tune most know as can’t help falling in love.  

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⊰ ♡ ⊱ &. @raptcrsalpha / CONTINUED !

❝    you swore  ------  !    ❞  eyebrows are scrunched together, hot tears starting to form in her eyes.  claire was already going to be painfully late to the track meet... and now owen can’t come? bottom lip wobbles as her much smaller hand reaches for owen’s and gives it a gentle tug before a childlike wail leaves her lips.  i’m going to have to break our promise.  she drops his hand before moving to wipe her reddened cheeks with the back of her hand.  ❝   now i’m going to be the only one out of all my friends who has neither one of my parents there for my first race!    ❞  it’s the first time she’s referenced claire and owen as such to either one of their faces, but she doesn’t give him any time to respond before she dashes into her room and slams the door shut.