Awkward - A Rise of the Guardians OSAwkward - A Rise of the Guardians OS3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Rise of the Guardians OneShote by Cameco aka. SerenePhenix
Jack felt positively awkward at the moment.
It had been a few weeks since they had managed to send Pitch back into the shadows under the beds of children all around the world and the Guardians had begun to reorganize and indulge into their duties. The lights on the Globe were once again increasing but it still would be a long way to go until all of the children believed once again.
But they had time now; Pitch wouldn’t be coming back all too soon. But the Boogeyman wasn’t what bothered the Guardian of fun as he was sitting together with the other legends at the Pole drinking a mug of hot chocolate, discussing what needed to be done to bring joy to the children again.
Jack did not feel awkward because he was being asked by everyone if he could lend them a hand (which he was more willing than ever, he wanted to make up to Bunnymund especially).
R.o.t.G. The Dreamer Chapter 5.R.o.t.G. The Dreamer Chapter 5.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Oh no…" Jack said squeezing his eyes shut and scrunching up his face, internally cursing himself. Skyler stared at the three of them, eyes wide with shock and disbelief, and her mouth hanging open. Bunnymund's eyes darted around nervously, as did Sandy; trying to figure out what to do.
"What the…?" Skyler started, looking confused. Bunnymund leaned towards Jack, his eyes stayed on the girl in front of them, and whispered out of the corner of his mouth, "Hey mate; can she see us…?" Jack pursed his lips nervously and nodded, "E-e-e-y-u-p …" he said through his teeth, Sandy shrugged and his eyes motioned towards the girl in the bed. "Oh…Crikey, now what are we going to do…?" Bunny grumbled.
Skyler's flashlight slipped from her grip, but quickly regained her grip on it as she pointed it at her three visitors. The light landed on Bunny, "Wha…the… the Easter Bunny…?" Bunny chuckled nervously, she moved the light over to Sandy, "And you're…the Sandman?" Sandy smiled and gave a small nod, his
FrostbittenNight was beginning to fall in the quiet, colonial town of Burgess. Most of the people were already inside, starting fires to keep out the fresh winter cold of late November. However, there were a few still out and about, for what seemed like a stroll through the woods, but they weren’t necessarily locals nor were they simply out to enjoy the scenery.Frostbitten3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A woman’s voice quietly called out to her companions. “What should we do now, North?”
North turned around to face Toothiana and the other guardians with a sigh. They were trudging through the thick, densely snow-covered woods for some time now in search of the sleigh. The battle with Pitch had been brutal; it was a miracle none of them were seriously harmed, although they had been separated for a while. Luckily, they had agreed to meet up in the forest below them beforehand. However, it had not been part of the plan to lose the sleigh.
North simply looked at Toothiana before shrugging. “We find the sle
Sensitive - A Rise of the Guardian OneShotSensitive - A Rise of the Guardian OneShot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A fanfiction by SerenePhenix aka. Cameco
It wasn’t as much as bad feeling, rather it was a kind of guilt Jack felt whenever the topic Pitch was brought up by his fellow Guardians and still Jack couldn’t tell them. He couldn’t tell them because they probably wouldn’t understand and even if they were family now, Jack just wasn’t sure if they wouldn’t feel betrayed by the sympathy that still lingered inside of him for the Boogeyman.
He was not blinded though. He knew Pitch had done terrible things, unforgivable things and that he had hurt a lot of people and children out of selfishness. That didn’t change the fact that he had done it out of loneliness, out of spite, out of an utter need to show that he still existed and that fear held some value, that it was even necessary so that children could still live having fun without getting out of hand and endangering themselves.
Jack had grinned crooke
Jack Frost X Reader - How Could I Forget Part 2Jack had just dropped you off at your bedroom,Jack Frost X Reader - How Could I Forget Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You should get some sleep" he said in a calm and heart filling voice.
Keeping in mind it was the middle of the night. You got into your bed and he tucked you in, kissed you on the forehead and climbed out the window but he closed it he added,
"See you again soon."
You were excited to hear this because you definitely knew that you WERE going to see him again. You were struggling to get asleep because you were too excited and full of joy. The experience was just too much to take in. Around 5am you eventually got into a deep sleep. The next morning you woke, Saturday at last. You immediately jump out of your bed and run to the window. As you pulled back the curtain you were almost blinded by the snow as the sun shone on it, making it sparkle. This reminded you of Jack, His pure white hair and his sparkling blue eyes. It was 10 o'clock an you wanted to get outside and play in the snow, so you ran to you wardrobe and picked out a t-shirt, a pa
You Only Live Once I sat up suddenly, breathing harsh and uneven. The nightmare had returned, just like it had for the entire summer.You Only Live Once3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Trying to calm myself, I turned and slowly got out of my bed, feet lightly gracing the warm wooden floor of my room. I looked up at the only window, and saw the moon, full and still shining in the dark, early morning sky. I inwardly groaned and collapsed back onto the bed, a feeling of exhaustion overcoming me. I was unsure of how much sleep I had lost to this god-forsaken nightmare, but it sure had taken its toll on me.
I hadn’t told mother or father about it yet, and I didn’t plan to. I did not want them worrying about such a silly thing as a bad dream. Winter was coming soon, and everyone was getting prepared. I hadn’t even told my little sister, for fear she would too start having nightmares.
After lying on the bed uncomfortably for a short amount of time, I re-adjusted my body under the covers
FROZEN BRAVERY - CHAPTER 117th January 2009FROZEN BRAVERY - CHAPTER 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Every creature – magical or not – would have assumed that Jack Frost was a skilled troublemaker. You would've guessed that he was responsible for the cold gusts of wind that chilled you to the core; for the icy spot on the pavement that makes you trip over yourself; for the five-foot layer of snow that you have to scrape off your walkways, windshields and window panes.
Jack knew very well who he was – the master of pranks, and the champion of tricks. But he wouldn't let his ego overinflate. You see, whilst every hero might be in the spotlight, and every king on his throne, Jack never forgot that they had sidekicks and knights – people who backed them up.
And so did he.
'Are the targets in sight?' asked Jack, murmuring to his co-conspirator.
His friend leaned over the railing that they were sitting on, smirked as he spotted his victims, and nodded vigorously.
'Then, on the count of three,' smiled Jack. 'One,'
'Wait, wait, wait,' said his accomplice, 'why do you
ICE COLD HEART: CHAPTER 6ICE COLD HEARTICE COLD HEART: CHAPTER 63 years ago in Horror More Like This
Isolation, I know that word pretty well. I've been alone for a long time and surprisingly, I'm okay with it. Through out the years I've been alone, the only time I hadn't felt so alone was when I was in my memories; when I saw my mother and father, and my little sister. I had saved my little sister and for that a bit of the loneliness that was embedded inside of me lifted.
But I was forever isolated from the other Guardians and from the humans. I wasn't human, so I'd always be isolated from them, but even though I was an immortal I wasn't like the Guardians. I was just a young boy trapped in between two worlds.
But even immortals could bleed, and this isolated immortal would…
| NORTH POLE
It been about two weeks since Jack's fever had broken and he had woken up completely, though that didn't last long. He was mostly asleep for the weeks to come. The only time he was awake was to drink something. They couldn't get Jack to eat anything. This worried them further, they knew
History Tends to Repeat Itself"Come on, Sophie! We gotta get there before dark!" I shouted back to her as she staggered after me, a smile plastered on her face. I could hardly contain my excitement; we had finally convinced Mom to let us go skating, and we were currently on our way to do so on this cold, December day.History Tends to Repeat Itself3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With my skates slung over my back, I raced farther ahead of my sister and down into the clearing where the lake stood, surface frozen solid. I smiled wide, and sat down before kicking off my shoes, pulling the skates off my shoulder and onto my feet. I stood up and tested my balance, leaning back and forth of them with my arms extended.
Sophie ran down to me, sliding in the snow and falling to her bottom. She giggled and grabbed her own skates, taking off her shoes and pulling the skates on. Looking up at me, she grinned shyly.
"Can you tie them, Jamie?"
I smiled and nodded, leaning down to help her tie the laces, looping the strings around each other. Once I made sure they were tied, I sat bac
Frost Bitten: Part 3 (Jack FrostxReader)Frost Bitten: Part 3Frost Bitten: Part 3 (Jack FrostxReader)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Oh my God, Jack! Just sit still for a moment!"
The hyper ice prince paused in his skating around for a second, just long enough for you to get the dishes safely in their cabinet. Walking past him as he began sliding once more on the frozen tiles of your kitchen, you snatched the staff from his hands, not pausing once.
The ice melted. "Hey! (F/n)!" he began his chase after you, bare feet slipping a bit on the smooth tile. You simply ignored him and brought the staff in your room with you, locking the door for good measure.
Jack pounded on the door and groaned, "(F/n)!"
"Go clean something!" you shouted out to him, raising the volume of your music until you couldn't hear him, "And no skating in the house!"
Humming along to the loud music blaring from your stereo, you threw yourself down onto your bed and picked up your sketch pad and pencil, cleaning up your latest sketch.
But, when the song changed to one of your favorites, you hopped up, g
Jack Frost x Reader: Icy Drawings Pt 1 ch 1(f/n): First Name. (l/n): Last Name. (h/l)(h/c): Hair Color/Length. (e/c): eye color.Jack Frost x Reader: Icy Drawings Pt 1 ch 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
How could you know that your life was going to change with one single chance meeting, one little tug of fate and your life became an adventure.
1:34 AM Tuesday
You couldn't sleep that night, your mind a buzz with thoughts and stories. You liked making up stories, It was the only thing that seemed to cheer you up on nights like these when the snow was falling slowly.
You wiggled around in your bed trying your best to get comfortable but it was no use. Every possible position just didn't feel right. You finally gave up with trying to fall asleep, and instead sat up in your bed leaning close to the window so you could get a better view outside at the snow covered houses.
The winter wonderland of a view outside your house was breathtaking, never once has your little town had such a beautiful winter. You decided to have a little fun well stuck awake tonight, so leaning close to the window you slowly breath
Lost: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction-Bunnymund-Lost: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bunnymund saw Sandman as being weaker more so than the others did.
He was so much smaller than them—portly, and round, and always smiling, he could hardly be considered a threat. When Bunnymund had first been introduced to the golden cherub he had nearly laughed in his face when Sandman had stuck out a tiny hand to be shook.
"How can that dill be a Guardian?" he had hissed at North when Sandman was out of earshot. North had given him a long, tired look before turning away. And still, Bunnymund did not understand.
Sandman was not in the least bit intimidating. He always looked lost, wispy golden hair flickering about his head, and he walked on minuscule legs like a toddler. Sure he had that dreamsand, but the bludger hardly used it for anything other than picture-making. Sandman was like a little golden cotton-wrapped marshmallow. How could he protect himself, much less any children?
If Sandman noticed his disdain, he did not call attention to it.
And for a good fifty
Rise of the Guardians One-shot: FishingHe sat on the moon with his long fishing pole to his side. He looked down below to see what was going on, on his mother’s planet Earth. All of his guardians were busy with work and Pitch Black wandered aimlessly near the southern part of Africa. From what it seemed, there was peace.Rise of the Guardians One-shot: Fishing3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As he was lay there, Scorpio caught his attention. Scorpio twinkled, and motioned toward North America with one of his arms. The Man on the Moon peered over the edge of the moon to see quite a terrible sight.
A young man was holding his arm out to his sister, who was on a very thin layer of ice. In fact, both of them were in mortal danger. The scene was quite morbid.
The Man on the Moon reached for his fishing pole when Scorpio stopped him. He looked to Scorpio in protest but it was no use. Scorpio wanted him to watch this, but why? What was going to happen?
The Man on the Moon decided to follow Scorpio’s gesture. As he began to watch, he heard the other constellations whispering. The mutters an
Into the Woods ( a ROTG Fan Fic)"Is she fixed yet, Lila"Into the Woods ( a ROTG Fan Fic)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"not quite get Hana, why don't you look at the cloth I picked and choose one to make the patch out of?"
The little girl's face lit up like the last blast of fireworks in the Fourth of July, all but diving into the stack of old cut up dresses I picked from my sizable collection to use. My eyes went back to work on the well-loved elephants that currently took up most of my lap. There were other patches from fights with branches and falls on the patchy grass outside of the dorm. His name was Humphrey and I had to make sure he was ready for bedtime six hours from now.
I returned my focus to the tiny stitches are slowly adding to poor Humphrey torn leg. A leg torn by wrestling with the tree as he fell from the tree house the girls had built while the headmistress was looking elsewhere. Hannah arose from the stack of rags with address that was already missing bits and pieces from other emergency needlework.
"This one Lila! It will be pretty." I smile, as she is right
Memories Forgotten"Jack I'm scared!" the little girl quivered on the ice, the distinct sound of cracking beneath her forced small whimpers from her. She looked down and saw the ice giving way to her weight.Memories Forgotten3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't look down" her older brother Jack said in a calm voice "Look at me...erm..." the young man had to think quickly "Lets play a game! Hopscotch! Like we always do!" he reached for a rather large and oddly shaped stick "One...two..." he quickly hooked the girl with the cane like stick and was transported to the safety of the think ice, only to fall in himself. The weight of his wet clothes made it impossible for him to swim back up so he eventually lost his breath and drowned. Meanwhile, his sister Susie went back to the village to get help.
"Susie!" her mother cradled her as she saw the child come up crying "What on Earth is the matter?!"
"Mother!" the child wailed "It's Jack! He's fallen through thin ice!" she clawed her way out of her mother's arms and led the villagers to the place where
Snow AngelThe following one shot takes place after the events of "Rise of the Guardians", so you need to have seen the movie to understand this.Snow Angel2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mrs. Bennett was beginning to wonder if there was ever any truth to fairytales.
It wasn't always that way. In fact, in the 30-some years since being a kid, she hardly ever called her own beliefs into question. Every Sunday of her life was spent in church; singing uplifting songs, learning about angels and miracles, and making great sacrifices for the betterment of one's fellow man. These books were written by real people, who were there when it happened; who saw, and smelled, and touched, and felt… and EXPERIENCED it. That was something she could believe in, and put her faith in.
Fairytales on the other hand… those were obviously made up. Of course there was no such thing as Santa Claus, or a rabbit that hid eggs, or a fairy that took your teeth in the middle of the night. Everyone knew that. There w
Hope Protected- (Jack/Bunnymund vignettes)Hope Protected- (Jack/Bunnymund vignettes)3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I'll protect you- ...little ankle-biter." The words rumbled in the Easter Bunny's ears. And a feeling rose up in his fluffy-coated chest, a foreign feeling, squeezing his heart like a straightjacket. A good feeling. It was warmth... Comfort. He didn't even react to the boy's playful jab, he just held on tighter, latching onto his friend's hips and burying his face in the pouch of his hoodie. Bunnymund sniffed wetly, squeezing his eyes shut. His heart was boiling and the steam was beginning to leak from his eyes, it prickled and stung, it was humiliating, but most of all it frightened him more.
Frightened him because he was helpless. That he could not control... That he'd lost all power. All resistance. All honor and worth.
"Don't leave me..." His voice was shallow and shaky, it broke and cracked and squeaked. "Please." Where his tears struck the ground immediately fragile little flowers sprouted.
"I won't. Not on your life, Bunny." Jack reassured in a low voice, smiling. His so
I Will Be Your Guardian 2(Chapter 2)I Will Be Your Guardian 2(Chapter 2)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2 -Believing...
The entire city of New York was covered by thick snow. Roads, sidewalks, playgrounds, grass land ... all were covered by snow. Water pools around the city has been frozen due to the very extremes of temperature. But, people were very happy with the presence of winter. They can planned their activities during the winter. The winter season was also the season that eagerly awaited by all people who live in the northern hemisphere as the United States, Canada, Europe and several other countries.
Jamie and guardian has arrived in New York with sledge carried by reindeer. Tooth, Sandy and Bunnymund very happy because winter here was so vibrant. While Jack and North just chuckled when they see people celebrating the winter festivities. But Jamie was just staring at the sky. Not joined them to see the excitement in the city.
When Jack saw him, his heart felt uneasiness. He left North and accompanied his lover. He asked, "What are you looking at, my love? Just s
ROTG: Love Lost Chapter 1Love Lost Chapter 1ROTG: Love Lost Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The frosty winter atmosphere swirled with dancing snowflakes as the now vacant streets rippled with light bouncing off the floral patterns of frost and ice that radiated out from a single statue where a snow white haired youth leaned against the stone. Clothed only in a slightly frozen ice blue sweatshirt that did little to keep out the cold he gave off and birch tree tan pants that were tied up around his calves with old and ragged twine. His bare hands and feet were immune to the cold around him and the wooden hooked staff in his grasp was the glowing source of the frigid night's beauty.
Jack Frost was there in his old home town of Burgess to remember that one time with his little wide eyed sister before he had fallen in the ice that fateful day, only to awaken as Jack Frost that moonlit winter's night. He gazed solemnly down at the long golden cylinder in his frigidly chilled hand that held his precious childhood memories. He kept the treasured obje
FrostbittenWinter is her favorite time of the year.Frostbitten3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's beautiful. Silver and blue dance around with one another in a waltz of freezing passion as snow and ice douse the land in a blanket of boreal glamour. Glass windowpanes become easels for falling snowflakes, frost etching into the smooth surfaces in intricate and unique patterns.
Winter has always been her favorite time of the year, and it always will be.
It is not because of Christmas--no, even though she loves the holiday, it is not what sparks her strong fondness for the star-colored blanketing across the land. Her infatuation with the snow and ice and everything cold has to do with something that most people don't truly believe in.
A boy whom she met long ago.
She still remembers the day like it was yesterday. Running around in the forest, laughing and tasting the snowflakes as they fell down into her parted lips and melting immediately on her tongue. All bundled up as a precaution, even though the winter has always been kind to h
Monsoon [three] Jack Frost and Pitch BlackMonsoon [three] Jack Frost and Pitch Black3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His lips were fire against Jack’s icy nape—a groan escaped the boy’s freed lips, giving Pitch enough fire to continue back up to the Winter’s jaw. His hands felt like molten lava against Jack’s bare stomach, leaving red, hot trails of desire whatever and wherever they felt like conquering.
Jack groaned softly as Pitch’s tongue slid back against his own—Jack didn’t fight; he didn’t feel the need to. Pitch grinned against Jack’s lips, his hands clutching at the fabric of Jack’s tattered sweatshirt as he once more claimed the Winter’s lips with bruising force. Pitch’s grey skinned arms reached around Jack’s waist and clutched him to his chest tightly.
Jack wrapped his arms around Pitch’s neck, panting softly as he planted one, two, three softer kisses on the older man’s lips before pulling away ever so slowly. Pitch almost felt rejected before realizing th
Dear Jack FrostDear Jack Frost3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack, when I was a little girl, I would look out my window during winter and watch the snow fall. I had a weak constitution so I was never allowed to go out and play in the snow or I would catch pneumonia. I'd watch the snowflakes fall from inside my room and thank you for them rather than Santa Claus. When I was sick I'd make little paper snowflakes for you and give them to my parents to hang on our tree outside. When I was lonely I'd draw pictures in the frost on my window. I remember you would occasionally open my window to let in a perfectly formed snowflake as if to say, "Look at the beautiful thing I made for you." When I turned 19 my best friend died and I had lost all hope. Yet at the funeral, even though it was in September, you made it snow for me. When I took my own life the last words to leave my lips were, "I'll always believe in you Jack Frost." And I meant it. My only wish is that you remember me.
With love from a lifetime and forever more,
Impaling Teddy Bears"Oy! Frostbite! Get down here!"Impaling Teddy Bears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No. Go away."
"I'm not leaving ya'lone here."
"Why not," the words were cold, but not particularly spiteful, "you've done it for three hundred years. Why start now?" Bunny tried to keep his face from revealing how directly the words had hit home. His ears took care of that, and he felt them settle against the back of his head. Silently, he cursed his expressive appendages.
He crossed his arms, forcing his ears back into the air. "Well, you're going to have to get used to not bein' 'lone. Before the end'a today, either North or myself's gonna talk to ya. So either you choose one'a us ta tell ya off, or we'll both set ya down for a nice long chat." Bunny advanced to the tree. "'S your choice. Who's it gonna be?"
"No one," Jack turned his head away, "Leave me alone."
"I already told ya-"
"I can fly away. You won't be able to catch me if I'm up there."
Bunny paused, glaring up at the winter sprite. "I may not like the slay, Frostbite, but I ain't against us