Jack Overland: Chapter TwoJack Overland: Chapter Two2 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's2 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
When You Meet A Believer 1(Jack FrostXReader)When You Meet A Believer 1(Jack FrostXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The loud chatter of everyone around me increases my anxiety and my footsteps turn stiffer and stiffer, seeming near frozen. As the emotional frost completely freezes my feet ten times over, I stand still, my heart palpitating and the air from my lungs coming out in short, choked breaths. As I scan my surroundings warily, a shrill ringing shocks me to the core. The school bell. Everyone hurries towards the directions of their separate classrooms, paying no attention to the poor girl right in the middle of all the chaos. The shoves and pushes I receive are hurting me terribly, and I fall, as the crowd clears away... till there’s one figure left in the silent hallway, filled only with resistant sobs. The barely audible thud of his shoes sound as he walks towards me, and I cringe, hoping the insults that would come would only be light punches to my soul. However, I was wrong... A hand was extended and I looked up, meeting a kind smile.
“Hi, I’m Jami
Jack FrostXReader~Part TwoJack FrostXReader~Part Two2 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
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. 32 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
Childhood's GuardiansChildhood's GuardiansChildhood's Guardians2 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
Nightmares. Chapter 2: Distant Memories “Elizabeth! Elizabeth, where are you?!?”Nightmares. Chapter 2: Distant Memories2 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
Jack FrostXReader: We Meet AgainJack FrostXReader: We Meet Again2 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
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 21Everlasting Snow: Chapter 212 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
Don't Let Me GoJack Frost X ReaderDon't Let Me Go2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jack, wake up! It's starting!"
Lying down on the snowy ground, the winter spirit lazily obeyed the all-too familiar voice by opening his eyes, only to meet with a stunning sight.
To start off, Jack never really cared for the night sky. He doesn't care about the stars, the cosmos, the numerous galaxies and the vast universe. What mattered to him was his snow days, the other Guardians (yes, even Easter Kangaroo), his friends, his past and Man in the Moon. He didn't pay much attention to anything else. Those were his only priorities for the last 300 years.
But then he saw this spectacular view.
A meteor shower.
Normally, he wouldn't care for this either. He thought in the past that those were just falling stars and nothing more. He was used to the sight of it, even if it rarely happened.
But this time, it felt... different.
Now that he was actually paying attention, the meteor shower looked amazing. Nothing else could come to compare (except for snow, of course). He w
Frosted Kiss (Jack Frost X Reader)Winter.Frosted Kiss (Jack Frost X Reader)2 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
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 Day2 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
Jack Overland: Chapter OneJack Overland: Chapter One2 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 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 Nightmare2 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
Frozen- Jack Frost X ReaderFrozen- Jack Frost X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting by your window, daydreaming as usual with your headphones on. It was one of those days where you wanted to be alone; blocking out the outside world. Your imagination was better anyways. You look out your window, you see that the streets and land had been covered in white. Great, it had snowed. You sighed and shivered a bit as you closed your blinds. You hated snow, it was so cold and wet. . Sure, it was beautiful to look at. . but you hated moving around in it. This must have been why you thought it'd be best to stay inside today. You sigh, slumping down on your bed. It was obvious that you were awfully bored, maybe even lonely. You now wished that somebody, anybody would come and talk to you.
What seemed like a few minutes later, you must have drifted back into a daydream. . . because the next thing you heard was your mother shaking you, telling you to wake up. You groaned, not wanting to get up. "What is it mum?" You ask her tiredly, rubbing your eyes.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 18Everlasting Snow: Chapter 182 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
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 Spring2 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
JackFrostXReaderStory By: lilacgiraffeJackFrostXReader2 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.
Jack FrostXReader: Jack's PastJack FrostXReader: Jack's Past2 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
Snow on the Wind-Chapter 26 Epilouge"NO."Snow on the Wind-Chapter 26 Epilouge2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Aw, come on! It's Valentine's Day! At least give me some slack!"
You raise an eyebrow. He has something hidden behind his back.
It's a Valentine's Day party at the factory. Everyone is giving out Valentines to each other. For example, Bunny had given Tooth red ruby roses, a box of chocolates, and a kiss on the cheek.
Tooth blushed and giggled a bit.
"Please don't tell me those are snow roses behind your back," you say, covering your face, mocking dread.
You've been living in the factory, reconstructing your memory little by little. But no matter how hard you try, you can't seem to remember Jack in your past life, although he insists that you had been linked to him somehow.
Ridiculous, you think.
Jack had been so fun and happy-go-lucky around you, and knew you so well, you're actually thinking maybe he was in your past life. The way he looks at you, his smirk, his hypnotizing eyes, his messy mop of pale hair that was never flat.
It's actually starting to feel familar.
Maybe he wa
Jack FrostXReader~Part OneJack FrostXReader~Part One2 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!
A Guardian's Story: Part 18 (Jack Frost x Cupid)(part 18)A Guardian's Story: Part 18 (Jack Frost x Cupid)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The humans were having too much fun to notice the mysterious footprints appearing around them and the extra snowballs whizzing through the air. I had just blocked one of Jack's snowballs by shielding myself with my wing, but when I moved it again, a wild shot from Jim hit me right in the stomach. Jack started laughing so hard that he didn't even see my next attack coming until it splattered across his face. I dodged immediately, using Liz as a human shield until she darted sideways to hide herself behind the truck. Jim gave chase and I assumed Jack would come with him, so I ran around the vehicle as well. Suddenly a mound of snow fell straight down onto my head and I looked up in surprise to see Jack floating above me, pointing and laughing.
“No flying!” I yelled and leapt up to grab his leg and yank him back down.
I must have yanked a little too hard, because he gave a short cry just before being slammed face first into the powdery s