Jack Overland: Chapter TwoJack Overland: Chapter Two3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jack could barely sleep that night due to his excitement. He arose early, before the sun even appeared over the horizon. He didn't bother getting dressed or putting on shoes-- there was no time for that. He held his breath as he tiptoed passed his parent's room, where his father was snoring quite loudly. If they found out, he was in trouble for sure. Upon making it to the door, he opened it slowly, trying ever so hard not to make it squeak. However, it screeched loudly and Jack threw the door open all the way in a panic, leaving it to slam behind him. Half expecting his father to come running outside to catch him, Jack stood there silently squeezing his eyes shut. When no one came, he let his breath he'd been holding in out and set of into the forest, proud of his escape.
The spring chill caused goosebumps to appear on his thin arms and he shivered. His bare feet, callused and nearly always dirty, were almost prone to the cold ground beneath them
Rise of the Guardians - Jack and Pippa - Goodbye'sRise of the Guardians - Jack and Pippa - Goodbye's3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Year- 1712 – Jack is 17 years old
"Jack! Get down from there!" Called Pippa, Jack's little sister.
Jack swung from the middle branch of a tree, carelessly and upside-down, by his legs.
"Jack, be careful." Called his mother, setting up the picnic that they had planned for the day.
Jack chuckled, climbing down the ruff bark of the tree and skipped over towards the blanket that was laid out on the grass. Opening the picnic basket, he grabbed out the freshly made bread his mother had baked the morning before and tore off the crusty end to eat.
"Jack." Scolded his mother sitting down to join him. "Pippa come over here and have some lunch." She called as Pippa picked some wildflowers nearby. She happily skipped over to them to join them.
"Mom, Jack and I are going ice-skating later. Is that okay?"
"We are?" Asked Jack.
"Yeah. You promised, remember?" Pippa muttered to him.
"Right!" Jack said loudly, "I'm taking her ice skating…"
Their mother chuckled softly.
"Jack! Hurry up!" called Pipp
Jack Overland: Chapter OneJack Overland: Chapter One3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Years ago, the snow fell softly on a small village. Lights from candles inside cozy cabins cascaded onto the cobble stone paths that glistened with frost. The soft winter wind drifted down the dirt paths that lined the village, bringing in winter as silently as a whisper.
The peaceful quiet was interrupted as a newborn infant cried out into the night from a small log home. For as the snow fell, a baby boy took his first breath of life.
His mother lay in her bed in the corner of the cabin, candle light bouncing off the sheen of sweat on her forehead. As exhausted as she was, a large smile crossed her face as her husband handed her the small bundle wrapped in a white linen blanket. A small face peeked out from the fold of the fabric, revealing closed eyes and smooth, flawless skin that only a baby could posses. Her husband kissed the top of her head while he joined her in admiring their first born child.
Jack FrostXReader~Part TwoJack FrostXReader~Part Two3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(Your name), you found him. You found Jack."
The white haired boy smiled at your sister and she smiled right back.
"I don't care who he is, I don't want you near him," You said quickly.
"But-" She started.
"It's okay (sister's name), what do you say we show her a little winter fun?" The boy said with a smirk rewarded with several nods and a giggle from your sister. He jumped out of the tree and landed on the ground with surprising ease. In fact, he almost seemed to float down.
"No, you stay away from us," You said, pointing the stick at him. It wasn't much to defend yourself against the unusual creeper, but it would have to do.
However, you were no fighting master, and he swiftly took your wrists in both hands with no problem. Cold seemed to emit from his very skin and it traveled up your arm, causing you to stop squirming.
"L-Let go of me!" You said through your now chattering teeth. Why were his hands so cold?
"Oh, but we haven't even started to have fun yet!" He s
Jack FrostXReader: We Meet AgainJack FrostXReader: We Meet Again3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You ran through the falling snow, tears streaming down your face. The moon was the only thing lighting your path, though you didn't even know where you were going anyway. Suddenly your foot struck a rock under the blanket of snow and you plummeted into it's cold embrace face first.
Never in your life had you needed someone so bad.
You lay there, your cheeks stinging from the biting cold the snow offered. Not able to take it anymore, you sat up and buried your face in your knees. Eventually you would have to sum up some strength and go home, but that wasn't happening anytime soon.
Today had been the worst day the fates had ever decided to give to you. That morning you had walked in on another fight between your parents. Again it had been about money problems like it always was. You had tried to brush it off as you walked to school, but for some reason you felt this fight was different then the rest. When you got to school your boyfriend came to tell you he had some news. He ha
Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The big jolly white bearded man squinted at the globe once more, making sure this wasn't happening again . Tooth, the tooth fairy watched the globe in fear as North watched the lights go out on the globe. One by one. The Baby teeth crowed around her, trembling. " It can't be, it can't be again" She mumbled
"Oh why yes, it is happening again!" Boomed a voice that was familiar to all ears. " Pitch" Whispered North, stepping closer. A large black sand figure formed into the shape of Pitch. " Why yes, it's me, did you all miss me?" He asked in a mocking tone. Sandy glared at it, trying to figure it all out. " I thought we defeated you" The large bunny commented. " You thought you did, but you didn't " Pitch explained to them, walking all over the globe in his black sand form.
" You see, I'm much stronger now, due to my newest source of power. " Tooth glared as well." New source of power? Just what is it?" North asked Pitch. Pitch boomed another laugh. " Why it's some
Sick DayI had gotten the message from one of Tooth’s mini fairies who flew to my warren about an hour ago. Needless to say wasn’t sure on how to react to it. None of the other guardians had ever fallen seriously ill before; no one knew what to do in a situation like this.Sick Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After gathering up what little medical supplies I had into my pack and instructing the eggs on what to do while I was gone, I opened one of my tunnel systems and headed for the North Pole. The message from Tooth and the others kept circulating through my mind. Jack had appeared on North’s doorstep, shivering and suffering from a fever. North said Jack passed out as soon as he knew that North had seen him. North then immediately had the yetis notify all of us; North needed our help with this. While being great with children when they are healthy, North had no experience in how to care for an ill child. Let alone an 18 year-old immortal winter spirit.
North was reviewing some of the yetis
Nightmares. Chapter 2: Distant Memories “Elizabeth! Elizabeth, where are you?!?”Nightmares. Chapter 2: Distant Memories3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I was running through the dark, thick, snow-covered woods, yelling out her name as I tried my best to follow the tracks quickly being covered by the fresh snow. It was only a game! She wasn’t supposed to be in danger! We had only been playing hide and seek; I know mother didn’t like us to play this far into the woods, but it had the best hiding spots. I always made sure Elizabeth didn’t go far; she wasn’t that good at hiding anyway. But tonight, she had gone farther than she normally does. And apparently, she had disturbed something living in the woods.
“Jackson! Help me!”
I pushed myself to run faster; she sounded close. I pushed away low-hanging tree branches and pushed through the foliage until I came across a clearing. I stopped short when I saw the wolves surrounding a small, cowering figure who was backed up against
House Call ch. 3 Thankfully, I reached the Pole in good time. An opening appeared above my head and I jumped up, landing in the soft snow. I quickly located North’s workshop and ran towards it. There was no time to notify him properly of my arrival; I needed to get inside right away. Jack was still unconscious in my arms, but he was plagued with nightmares and thrashed out constantly. I couldn’t help but notice as dark circles had gathered under his eyes and his hair had turned from the white shade it normally was to grey. Worry trickled up my spine and I felt exhaustion stiffening my body, but I pushed it down; I needed to keep strong and calm.House Call ch. 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I ran up to the front door and knocked as hard as I possibly could before pulling the door open; the yetis deserved some kind of warning at least. I pushed past a few who tried to stop me, trying to ask what was going on. Elves simply stood watching as I rushed to the infirmary. I hoped the yetis had enough sense to notify North
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 18Everlasting Snow: Chapter 183 years ago in Romance More Like This
He whirls around, staff at the ready.
A stream of ice whizzes by to your left, narrowly missing you and whatever it is that is carrying you.
Jack takes to the air and chases after you, firing at your kidnapper at windows of opportunity. As the trees get thicker and the forest darker, he calls out your name and you call back in hopes of keeping track of one another.
He’s starting to lose you. You can now only catch glimpses of snow-white hair here and blue-glowing staff there in the darkness, his calls getting more and more distant.
Soon, you see nothing at all besides barely-visible tree trunks.
“Jack?” you call out the best that you can. “JACK?!?”
You begin to panic even more. Where are you being taken? What is going to be done to you? You struggle against the hold on your collar, reaching up to maybe pry apart the grip of whatever is carrying you away.
Your hand meets cold sand.
The creature snorts—much like your average horse
Heartstrings (Jack Frost x Cupid) Chapter 2Heartstrings (Jack Frost x Cupid) Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jack," came a silky smooth feminine voice, "I have heard a lot about you. I'm so glad I could finally make your acquaintance." Jack turned to look at the girl with the blond hair and glacier blue eyes and smirked that irresistible smirk of his. He took it upon himself to bestow the graces of a gentleman and bowed deep. The girl picked up and curtsied with grace and finesse. Jack almost swore when he saw white wings like a birds flitting behind the girl's back.
"Jack," boomed North, "this young lady is Cupid and though we did not know last year, she too is Guardian."
All Jack could say was, "Wow".
Cupid, as you may know, casts the spell of love upon the people of the world. However, she wasn't the little cherub in a diaper with a bow and arrow that most people believe her to be. Cupid was a lovely young lady who always smiled and laughed as if someone was
Chapter 9: Meet the GuardiansChapter 9: Meet the GuardiansChapter 9: Meet the Guardians3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[Name] was calmed down enough to walk into her house silently. She shut the door quietly after Jack had walked in, and then went over to where her mom was reading her book.
Her mom turned around and smiled at her, wrinkles forming around her mouth. "Hello, sweetie."
"Is it ok if I go out for a while tomorrow?"
"Matters on how long you're talking about and where you're going."
[Name] glanced at Jack, asking him with her eyes what she should say. Her mom noticed her staring off into space, "What are you looking at?"
[Name] looked back at her mom and muttered "You wouldn't believe me if I told you it was Jack Frost."
"What was that?"
"Nothing. But I'm going to visit… Jamie's for a few days."
"Who is Jamie?"
"A… Friend of mine from school" [Name]
Frosted Kiss (Jack Frost X Reader)Winter.Frosted Kiss (Jack Frost X Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Just the name of the season gave you chills.
Why? Because unlike the people of the world around you, so ignorant to the beauty of this season, you recognize the magnificence of what only happens for a few precious months each year. It is the time that you hold in your heart, close to your soul. And when hotter months come, your heart yearns for the beautiful coldness, and the feeling that enters your heart can only be described through snow, frosted windowpanes, and crystal clear ice.
The snowflakes, so different from the spoiled, ruined blackness of the world around, fall down covering the hills with a beautiful blanket of pure white snow. The windowpanes became drawing boards for frosted patterns, each unique and unlike any other that will or has been created. The flowers in winter they say, created out of frost, bloom in abundance everywhere you look.
The winter breeze blows with a frozen delight, its crisp coldness returning a small piece of your soul back to you. A piece t
Childhood's GuardiansChildhood's GuardiansChildhood's Guardians3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It is night and a child tosses and turns in his sleep. He lets out a whimper that alerts his mother to the nightmare he is having. When the mom gets to her sons bed he is awake and crying.
"Hush now, don't cry," says the mother as she hugs her son. He only continues to cry and wimpier while hugging his mom.
"Hush it's okay, you can't give up yet. You don't want the Boogie Man to win now do you?"
"H-Huh?" whimpers the boy as he looks up at his mom confused.
"Why? You don't know?" gasps the mom who only pretends to be surprised.
"Huh? N-nuh uh" says the boy forgetting about his earlier fear.
"Why the Boogie Man gives you your nightmare, but don't be scared because the Sand Man will help you. He is one of the guardians of childhood after all. I guess he needed your help this time. As long as you can stand up to your fears he will always be there to help you," coos the mother.
"One of the guardians? There are others? But why do I hafta help? Aren't they suppose to pro
JackFrostXReaderStory By: lilacgiraffeJackFrostXReader3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Bunnymund places you in your bed. "I'll miss you, (Y/n). Sweet dreams." he whispers, leaving to go back to join the Guardians. When he left, an evil chuckle escaped from the shadows.
And, now, part 5
"Ah, (Y/n)," he sighed, tracing your bed with a finger, "a lovely girl with lovely dreams. Dare I say, the happiest girl I've ever seen." he gasped, touching a hand to his chest in mock shock then grinning evilly.
"Let's change that..."
I stared at the empty spot on the bed when Bunnymund suddenly popped back up. I stormed over to him, eyes flashing, and grabbed his chest.
"Where did you take her?" I shouted, shaking him.
"Get off of me!" he yelled back, "I took her home." he growled, shoving me off.
"Why would you do that?" I said to his retreating figure.
"Because," North cut in, "as I said, Pitch is back."
"What does that have to do with me?" I kept raising my voice.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 21Everlasting Snow: Chapter 213 years ago in Romance More Like This
The radio on your alarm clock switches on, telling you that it’s time to get up.
“…traffic on the freeways is close to heavenly. Light snow expected all throughout today, folks,” the radio host tells you. “It’s going to be a White Christmas!”
Wait. You didn’t set your alarm.
“And now back to the music! This next one’s for all you sleepyheads out there who are STILL IN BED THIS LATE ON CHRISTMAS MORNING.”
Wow, that radio is loud. It’s as if the host is in your bedroom, yelling right at you.
Eyes still closed and wanting to sleep in longer since you didn’t get much last night, you halfheartedly reach up your hand, feeling for the snooze button on the clock.
Your hand meets something soft and fuzzy.
You slowly open your eyes. Since when is your clock fuzzy?
Jack Frost is there crouching at your bedside, a huge smile across his face. He’s wearing a Santa hat, on top of which you currently have your hand re
Jack FrostXReader~Part OneJack FrostXReader~Part One3 years ago in Romance More Like This
There you sat on your bed, browsing the internet with that empty look you almost always wore this time of year. It was Christmas break of course, time for cookies, lights and laughter. However, you found the break quite boring. You liked to keep yourself busy, and being snowed in nearly every year with nothing to do wasn't your idea of fun.
Your little sister on the other hand, loved the large amounts of snow. It was always falling this time of year, but she would always come and knock on your door yelling in that high-pitched voice of hers about the weather. She claimed that a boy named Jack Frost made it snow, and even went so far as to say she'd met him before. When she tried to tell you about her "adventures" with him, you would simply tell her to grow up. Imagination was good and all, but enough is enough.
Just as your sister left your mind to be replaced with other thoughts of the holiday season, her familiar knock came on your door.
"(your name)! It's snowing again!
Jack Frost~The NightmareJack sat on top of the tall building, his staff held across his shoulders. He looked out over the sleeping town of Burgess, and felt a sense of calm permeate him. Pitch was gone, or at least wasn't threatening any children. So the Guardians were on vacation. The snow fell silently, a beacon of the relaxation of the usually hyper winter spirit, and Jack felt his eyelids start to droop. The heavy atmosphere of the silent night was getting to him. Maybe, just a little shut-eye. Can't hurt, can it?... Jack lay back, the powdery snow cushioning him, as he fell into a light doze.Jack Frost~The Nightmare3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was dark, though Jack could just make out where he was. Jamie's room. Jack looked towards the be
Jack FrostXReader: Jack's PastJack FrostXReader: Jack's Past3 years ago in Romance More Like This
(This story takes place before Jack fell in to the lake, before he became Jack Frost.)
The winter air outside was cold and crisp, not making your job any easier. Your mother had asked you to feed the chickens this morning- or at least the chickens that were left. The harsh winter had taken many of their lives and the eggs that fed your family with them. Three little clucking chickens that were huddled in their pen came close as you spread out the feed out in front of them. They pecked at it quickly while you looked around.
It was a quiet little village with dirt paths covered in horseshoe prints and log houses. A few people were out doing their morning chores like you, some waving as they passed by. There were small white patches of snow from the storm that had taken the lives of many farm animals around town. This winter had been one of the harshest for all that lived there, along with your family. However, the town was nice and peaceful, and everyone helped out one another. Not
A Visit in the Spring The sun was shining brightly through the gaps in the treetop-covered forest, making the forest glow with light in the early morning of a day in late April. All around, greenery pulsed with life; the leaves of trees just beginning to bud, grass reclaiming the ground as whatever snow remained melted, berries hanging off bushes, flowers blooming in groups, filling the forest with color. Rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, and mice all explored the ground, deer, foxes, and the occasional bear scavenging for food.A Visit in the Spring3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everything was at peace, nature finally bringing spring.
Bunnymund inhaled slowly, taking in all of the newly-arrived vegetation. Smiling, he leisurely strolled through the forest, observing nature at its finest.
"Ah, spring. Finally! Frostbite actually let the seasons change on schedule!" Chuckling, the Pooka sat down in a patch of grass, leaning against one of the many trees surrounding him. A much smaller rabbit soon poked its head
A Thousand Years: Jack Frost x Reader: EpilogueYou and Jack have been married for five years. You were in the living room watching your favorite TV show. A little girl with long white hair and blue eyes sit on the floor drawing frost drawings with her finger. The little girl also a pair of small white wings on her back.A Thousand Years: Jack Frost x Reader: Epilogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The little girl looked up at you, "Mommy when's Daddy coming home? Because I wanna tell him the news."
"Jack will be home soon Ella," you told your daughter. Your daughter went back to drawing. Her full name was Ella Snowe Frost. She was right around four years old. It was funny when you told Jack he was going to be a father. His eyes literally looked like they were going to pop out of his head. But then that changed, because a smile crept it's way onto his face and he picked you up and twirled you around.
You heard the door opening and closing. You looked over and saw Jack putting his staff down by the door.
Ella jumped up and ran towards her father and gave him a hug, "Daddy!"
Jack smiled as he picked Ella up, "He
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 64Everlasting Snow: Chapter 643 years ago in Romance More Like This
Despite the battle that you know must be going on for Jamie—for the children of the world, for hope, joy, and light—you somehow manage to fall into a restless sleep.
Maybe it had something to do with that moonbeam that wiggled its way through the canopy of dark clouds and flooded directly into your bedroom.
The moment sleep takes you, you’re transported into the realm of dreams.
You’re standing in an entirely white space. So pure, so devoid of anything corrupt. It goes on endlessly, stretching onward for all eternity.
Not knowing what else to do, you walk forward, your footsteps echoing even though you’re barefoot.
Just when you begin to think that you’re absolutely alone, you feel a presence behind you.
You cautiously turn around, bracing yourself for anything.
Well, just about anything.
Because what you’re now facing completely throws you off.
Or rather, who.
He stands no taller than four feet high. He’s dressed like a gentleman,