For Your Entertainment, a Jack Frost/Reader 1shotFor Your Entertainment, RotG Oneshot FanficFor Your Entertainment, a Jack Frost/Reader 1shot3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I DO NOT own anything here at all, Jack Frost and Rise of the Guardians belongs to Dreamworks, and the song For Your Entertainment belongs to Adam Lambert
You shivered slightly, and pulled your coat closer to you. Why were you cold? Oh yeah, you got bored out of your mind, then noticed a note stuck to the outside of your bedroom window telling you to go to the lake for a surprise. So after grabbing a quick lunch of (lunch food) you put on your snow boots, grabbed your jacket, and started trudging through the snow. This 'surprise' better be worth it, you thought.
The snow was pretty deep this year, and the perfect wetness for making some pretty good-quality snow creations. This was evident by the multiple snowmen and snow forts you passed on your way to the lake. You shook your head and smiled, knowing that the teenage Jamie and his friends were to 'blame' for the multiple snow creation
Jack FrostxReader: My FairytailJack FrostxReader: My Fairytail3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You awoke Easter morning to find a small blizzard occurring outside your window, the pale white light spilling into your room.
"The Easter Bunny sure won't be happy with you, Jack Frost," You laugh to yourself.
You were the type of girl that lived in her own little fictional world consisting of books, movies, and realms you invented in your head. Often you would drift off when someone was talking to you, and you had been labeled "flighty and unfocused" by many around you. You didn't mind though, because reality wasn't exactly your favorite place to be, and you weren't going to change for anyone.
You yawned and got out of bed, pondering the subject of mythical creatures like the Easter Bunny and Jack Frost. You had been told stories about them as a child, but as you got older the people around you mocked you for still believing. As time passed, you didn't believe as passionately, but the thought that there was a slim chance that they could exist kept you going. After all, everyone
Jack Frost Baby lyricsJack Frost Baby lyrics3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Jack Frost baby, please make this whole place snowy, for me
C'mon let's have some fun
Jack Frost baby, come and nip my nose tonight
Jack Frost baby, silvery hair and eyes of blue, it's true
Holding that staff of yours
Jack Frost baby, come and nip my nose tonight
Think of all the snow my cheeks have kissed
Think of all the fun we've never missed
Every year causing a lot of trouble
Holding the record on the naughty list
Jack Frost baby, you caused a blizzard on Easter
You've been a bad boy all year
Jack Frost baby, come and nip my nose tonight.
Jack Frost cutie, your teeth are like fallen snow, I know
Tooth fairy agrees
Jack Frost cutie, come and nip my nose tonight.
Jack Frost baby, I need somebody to hold, it's cold
It's minus 20 degrees
Jack Frost baby, come and nip my nose tonight
Come and frost my Christmas tree
Like sweet toppings on vanilla ice cream
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Jack Frost baby, let's go on a fun sleigh ride, don't hide
Jack Frost x Reader - Memories"Hey Jack."Jack Frost x Reader - Memories3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The spirit smiled as he sat on his love's porch. It was midnight, and [Name] was watching the snow fall. Jack's smile widened a little at the memories of the two of them dancing in the snow like idiots, having snowball fights, making snow angels and when he had taught the female to ice skate. So many happy memories.
"Hey. . . Do you remember when I gave you that snowflake necklace a while ago?" Jack asked, eyes going to the small necklace around the girl's neck.
"Of course! It's my favourite gift!" [Name] replied, smiling softly. She closed her eyes, placing a hand on the necklace. "Also the day you told me you loved me. . ."
"Jaaaaack~" [Name] called, rolling around in the snow. "I'm so bored~!"
"I know, I know. Just wait a sec!" The male replied, flying around in the trees. Where was it?
"Why did you even bring me out here? It was so sudden. . ." [Name] murmured softly.
Landing smoothly, Jack walked over to his friend. His right hand was behind his back, a m
Cold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 6However, just at that moment, you notice the presents in his hands were about to topple over, so you rush to catch them and place them on the floor. Your sudden movement means that you have now moved to the other side of the elevator, causing the moment between you to pass. You look at each other again, disappointment engulfing your heart. "Well that was close." You say, trying to clear the tension in the air. At this he gives you a strange look. "The presents, they would have broken." You say to him. "Oh right. Yeah." He says with a look of realisation and, strangely, relief. The look he gives stirs a thought in you 'Did he actually WANT to kiss me?' The thought confuses you, remembering his behaviour to you back in the car park, which in turn confuses you further after the way he was with you at the wedding. It's at that moment you remember about the incident with Alex outside the hall. "Um, Jack?" You say timidly. "Yeah? What floor are you on again?" He asks, turning to face the pleCold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 63 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack's Winter LullabyWhen you wander through the forestJack's Winter Lullaby3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So perfect and white,
I want you to know it was me
Who was working all night
So I could bring you the snow
That makes you smile
And so you would know
I stopped and stayed a while
And I want you to know
That when I’m flying around
And bringing snow days to other small towns
I never stop thinking of your beautiful eyes
And how you never pay attention to the world’s vicious lies.
Because you are my snowflake,
My diamond in the snow.
And I think about you
Wherever I go.
And even though I can see you
But you still can’t see me
I will be hopeful
That someday you’ll believe.
Because when you do
I will hold on to you tight
And I will hold on to you
For the rest of my life.
So I will wait patiently.
Because you see
You are worth waiting for
And my princess you’ll be.
So when you are frightened
At night in your bed
Please think of these words
And rest your tired head.
Because the day is coming soon
When invisible I will no longer b
Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 7)Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 7)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The past hour has been spent showing you around North's -as you now know he's called - workshop. As you followed him through the chaos of Yetis and elves, he explained to you with a Russian accent that when you arrived, you'd had severe frostbite in your hands due to the fact that the melted snow that your mittens soaked up froze again. He'd fixed them up to the best of his ability, though, so your fingers should be totally fine, soon. Emphasis on should be. North made it clear to you that he had done all that he possibly could to save your fingers, but it was now up to fate to decide whether they would heal or not.
With that thought burdening your mind, you reach the end of your tour of the workshop. North tells you that there's still one more thing to show you, though. He leads you through a pair of massive double doors, and in the center of the room, is a globe, with small lights all over it.
"What is this?" You ask, as your w
Hourglass: Rise of the Guardians fanfictionSandman knew that time was running out.Hourglass: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Like sand trickling through his fingers, he reflected humorlessly in the back of his mind, the one tiny area that was not encompassed with the virulent need to survive.
Pitch's unending wave of nightmares had surrounded him and the little sand cloud that was holding him aloft, an impenetrable blackness closing in on a speck of light. Night blotting out the sun. His arms were tiring, though his sand whips continued snapping at the impermeable mass, whatever gaps he created in the blackness instantly filled by more nightmares. He shuddered to think how many children it had taken to create such power, and how many of his dreams Pitch had tainted.
Rage filled him again—a sensation he rarely felt, a peaceful if easily irritable creature by nature—but as in his prior battle with the Nightmare King, when Sandman had thought Pitch could be defeated by hurling him off a roof (and into a wall or two), fury clouded his vision, fueling
CharacterXReader Holiday Fanfiction CollectionMerry Christmas!!!CharacterXReader Holiday Fanfiction Collection2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A bunch of snippets of readerXcharacter fanfiction. Hope you enjoy, and Merry Christmas! (20 minutes in time, omg ;-
Here's a list, skip to whichever you wish to read!
*Hint! May be a prologue for something coming soon.... *
Flames danced merrily, delightedly lapping against the red-brown bricks of a traditional hearth, their hands and feet swaying gently to unheard melodies. You sighed contentedly at the sight of their pleasantries, closing your eyes and letting the warmth of your soft blanket combined with the gentle heat wash over you. You felt yourself drifting into dreams of snowmen and sleigh bells, the merriest of holidays with not a thing gone askew.
You felt a gentle tap on your covered shoulder, barely a brush, and the tickle of minty breath on your ear.
"Hey, are you awake?"
You nodded, a small smile forming und
Ice Slippers: Let Them Eat CakeIce Slippers: Let Them Eat Cake2 years ago in Romance More Like This
They beat you again.
The truth of it scared you most of all, the fact that the enemies had made you the joke of the hour again, bested you for all time once more. Your gilded flapper utopia had shattered; revealing the ugly truth about what you didn’t know. The horrible sobs that rip from your throat piercingly are unnoticed by the wild orchestra that has started up the tunes again. Hearing the music just makes you remember what you’ve experienced mere seconds before; peeling the molded scab open to bleed afresh. The unbelievable images rush through your choking blubbers like a colorful picture show, Florence, Anastasia, Pippa, Pitch, Bunny, Jamie, Roxie, and Jack…….all roaring with laughter and pointing at your hopeless state. Weeping too hard to see clearly, you try to get up on your feet, to run far away from
Ice Slippers: Banister BanterIce Slippers: Banister Banter2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The both of you tumble out of the Rolls Royce, no sooner than the screaming rubber tires screech to a halt in front of the driveway again. You, by the courtesy of one Mr. Jackson Overland, are allowed to peruse the manor all you want, but with the hectic teenage hellion at your side. You snort at this.
“I’m not going to go smashing up all your Ming vases to fragments or throwing your bank notes out the window, Mister Trust No One.”
“Perhaps not. But I only want to show you around my house, Red Riding Hood.” He grins at you. “What’s the harm in that?”
“Coming from a guy who has all the money he wants, and immense power at his fingert
Cold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 3You walk away from Jack, the thrill of your naughtiness running through your body, causing a smile to appear on your face. You walk up to the DJ and ask him to play a song for you. The DJ quiets the playing music and brings a microphone to his mouth, "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the floor the new Mr and Mrs Bates." Clapping starts around the room as Jamie and Emily enter and take to the floor for their first dance. The soft sound of a piano begins to play "Dreams are like angels, they keep bad at bay, love is the light scaring darkness away..." the couple dance together, his arms enclosing around her back, her head on his shoulder, their eyes closed and a smile of bliss resting on their lips. Their figures fit together just like the pieces of well made puzzle; each piece combining to reveal a picture of love and beauty. His lips can be seen quietly singing the lyrics to his bride, emphasising every word, showing her the song is for them and them alone. Emily had changCold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ice Slippers: Dying DaisyIce Slippers: Dying Daisy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all seems so unreal; my house going up in flames, seeing my mother turn into a human torch, watching my father get stampeded to death, observing helplessly as Pippa bends and twists in electric shock, reeling away from Bunny as he succumbs to the stench of blood and fire. All the rich shebas’ laughs turning to howls of terror, all the gentlemen running like the devil’s on their heels. Florence burning up in an instant. And the smoke. Smoke everywhere, filling my lungs with the stench of the horrible flames, making me cough myself hoarse. Finally, I had managed to stumble out of the ballroom and round up a couple of survivors to the garage where my Banana Rolls was waiting. As I was driving out of the burning manor, I was thinking to myself how lucky I was to be alive and safe.
Ice Slippers: Lost and FoundIce Slippers: Lost and Found2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“So you’re telling me that you dragged me over here, just because of some stupid stain on your sister’s door?” the young heir asks disbelievingly. You blow out a sigh of frustration, wiping your ash caked hands on your already-dirty apron. You suppose you should have seen this coming. Men. They never seem to listen, do they?
The both of you are sitting in the grand parlor, you on one of the knotted delicate wicker chairs that never seem to break, though they look it, and Jack on a dark dragon’s blood divan with just a hint of overripe black cherries mixed in the seductive fabric. Berenice is taking a nap, your stepmother out to visit her snotty starlet friends, and Florence……who knows where she is?
At any rate, she’s gone
Ice Slippers: Flapper-In-TrainingIce Slippers: Flapper-In-Training2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sneeze as the light feather duster brushes over the lamps, sending up a cloud of spider webs and gritty ash. Fighting the urge to shiver uncontrollably, you curl your hands into your thin sleeves, trying to fight off the unbearable cold. That’s a scullery maid’s outfit for you. It’s never comfortable in the scorching heat, and unbelievably not enough for the freezing days.
Yes, it’s freezing in this town. Temperature’s down to a teeth chattering 10° degrees Fahrenheit, enough to make the thermometer a thin ice cube. Icicles the size of large firewood hangs with deadly accuracy up on the rooftops. Two feet of snow pile on the ground, and dozens of kids are running around playing the stuff. Some of the children go tobogganing on their own grounds, screaming as the unco
Jack Frost X Reader: Special SnowdropYou suddenly awake at night from your peaceful sleep only to snuggle back into your covers. You feel a shiver down your spine as your open window lets in a cold breeze. You burrow into your covers a little more, trying to sleep again.Jack Frost X Reader: Special Snowdrop2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Wake up..." You hear a voice say. You groan and go back to sleep.
"Wake up!" You hear again. You groan once more. You suddenly get hit in the back of your head with a snowball. You sit up quickly.
"Hey! Who threw that?!" You look around. You pick up a book on your bedside table and throw it across the room.
"Ouch! Hey, I only threw a snowball so why do you have to throw..." There was a moment of silence.
"...Why did you throw 'The Twilight Saga' of all books?!" The voice exclaims at you.
"Sorry...?" You look around. Nothing but darkness. The Moon was shining, making a light on your floor. You look at the floor to see a shadow. It looked like a young boy's shadow, and he was sitting there, looking at you. You trace the shadow's owner to see a young
Jack Frost X Reader: Winter BirthdaysBirthdays.Jack Frost X Reader: Winter Birthdays2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everybody has them. But this year, little did you know that this was a birthday you would never forget. You were turning 16, but you were turning 16 on a cold, winters day, and you didn't know why, but you had a feeling that you wanted to meet someone, but you were afraid to tell because people would call you crazy.
You wanted to meet Jack Frost.
You felt like today was the day that you would meet someone you believed in since you were a little girl. Today was your birthday. You rush out the door after eating your breakfast in one bite.
You run over to the woods, into a small clearing that you visit all four seasons. In Spring, you would hunt for eggs (because you obviously believed in the Easter Bunny) and in Summer, you would sit under the largest tree and read. In Autumn, you would sit and watch the leaves fall in their hazel colours, and in Winter, you would search for Jack Frost in the snow.
Every birthday, you would rush to the snow, and find something there, just for
Colored IceYou have just made an ice cream cone from scratch with help from the elves in the factory.Colored Ice3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had never known that making a simple ice cream would be so DARN HARD.
Now, with your apron covered with milk, sugar, cream, and snow, you wipe your head tiredly.
Carefully, so you won't lose your grip on your precious cone, you slip off the apron and hang it on the old wooden peg.
You are about to go to the garden, just to eat the ice cream and watch the sun make its way across the turqouise blue sky, when a hand suddenly drops on your shoulder.
You scream in surprise, losing your grip on the waffle cone
Your ice cream scoop slips down your hand, and drops to the floor.
Jack grins up at you, with that perfect smile of his.
"Hey there, snowflake. What's going on?"
"Oh come on, Jack, you made me lose my afternoon snack!" you say upsetedly.
"What? This thing?" he says, motioning to the scoop that was once ice cream. "Sorry to tell you, ice princess, but that doesn't l
Ice Slippers: Picnic PlightIce Slippers: Picnic Plight2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You smile dolefully as Jack belays out his answer of Morse:
Glad to see your attitude is kicking in shape, mademoiselle. You need that kind of spirit for flapper lessons.
Insert a grimace and a barely controlled groan here.
Like I’d ever try and play puppet for you, of all people. Though I appreciate your help, you don’t….
Jack’s message interrupts your sentence midway.
I don’t control you, etc, etc. Gee, you think I haven’t noticed.
Spirited Away [Jack Frost x Reader]My breaths puff out in front of me in white clouds as I rub my hands together in an attempt to keep them warm. My footfalls do little to break the quiet of this peaceful forest when all I step in is fresh powdery snow. It is lovely, yes, but I am lonely, and the emptiness of a forest in winter is no comfort. You see, the other children in my village care little for this petite [h/c] girl who always has her nose stuck in a book. Children mock me, and adults tut-tut and mutter behind closed doors that it is foolish and inappropriate for a girl such as me to be muddying my mind with thoughts of other worlds.Spirited Away [Jack Frost x Reader]2 years ago in Drama More Like This
So here I walk, alone in a cold forest, wandering but not lost among countless leafless trees. I am just contemplating returning home to my loving parents (loving, but also such outcasts that they cannot remedy my own predicament) when all of a sudden, a frightened shout rings out from the direction of the pond. I pause to listen, cock
An Odd child11 years ago...An Odd child3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A little girl at the age of 5 laid on the floor and continued to draw with a black crayon. She had big green eyes with brown around the pupils, long black hair, bangs cut just above her eyes, thin eyes brows, one with a small scar, and light tan skin.
A big brown and yellow dog laid in front of her with his head rests on his paws as he watch the child with his big brown eyes. The little girl picked up the pink crayon and starts coloring as the god stood up and began to growl.
"Huh? Whats wrong Bart?" she asked him sitting up, a chuckle was hear and she turned around to face a very tall man with grey skin. He was dressed in a black robe and had spiky black hair. He smelled of smoke, and was as thin as the child crayons, he had long claw like nails, and golden eyes, the girl stared into the pools of gold speechless.
"Well well... it would appear, you can see me Little one..." The man knelt down to her level as the dog started to bark, the little girl didn't move, nor did
Cold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 1"Oh good, now those two go over there, one on each side of the door, and I want the rest of them... Hold on, there's supposed to be eight, where's one of them gone?" You say, frantically turning around looking for the last standing bouquet. "Are you looking for this by any chance?" A warm voice chuckles behind you, "Oh thank god, ok..." you say turning back to the rabble of caterers, florists and other Wedding part-takers "... The rest of those all go up the aisle in equal distances, so that the ribbon droops nicely but isn't strained."Cold Kisses and Hot Nights-Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Miss (Surname), what about the Canapés?" Inquires a caterer rather impatiently as you think *that hat must be compensating for something*. "Ah yes, well, all nibbles..." The caterer shoots you a look "oh sorry, all Canapés are to go on those two tables over there, Hot on the Left and Cold on the right. And..." Using your finger and thumb you whistle at one of the penguin-suited people tying up ribbons. As he looks up you motion for him to
Ice Slippers: Never Mess with a FlapperIce Slippers: Never Mess with a Flapper2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Aren’t you a little old to be spending your money outrageously?” Jack says, strolling along as you peruse through the countless stainless steel racks, pushing back cloche hats, watercolor scarves, teardrop earrings, brilliantly plumed headdresses dyed in hues from Chinese bell crimson to sea foam green. Once again, to his persistence, you’re in another boutique (Callot Soeurs) of the City that Never Sleeps. This time, you’re on the gaudier, yet sparkling shopping street of the Big Apple. Madison Avenue, where all the classiest flappers shop by the dozen. You smoothen your hair back nervously as you spot a cluster of flappers chattering nearby, in their fabulous frocks and perfectly sheared hair. You must look like a frog amongst swans in a pond with your long tumbling h