BlackIce FEEELS OOPS:iconcannotevenplz:BlackIce FEEELS OOPS8 months ago in Personal More Like This
im reading the script for RotG.
aND OMFG I CANT
THIS IS A DIRECT COPY/PASTE
(i skipped ahead a bit, this is after they're done fighting.)
"Jack turns around to find Pitch. There's a look of
compassion on Jack's face as he listens.
All those years in the shadows I
thought, no one else knows what
this feels like. But now I see I
They lock eyes. A moment of true connection between them.
We don't have to be alone, Jack.
This isn't a trick Pitch is making a real offer here.
I believe in you. And I know
children will too.
Yes! Look at what we can do!
Pitch gestures to a fantastical ice and nightmare "sculpture"
that was created (off-screen) when Jack attacked him.
What goes together better than cold
Jack looks at the fractured reflections of themselves cast in
the icy sculpture.
We can make them believe. We'll
give them a world where everything,
.:Forgotten ~ Day 1:.Forgotten.:Forgotten ~ Day 1:.9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Being believed in was euphoric for Jack; it was intense.
Then more children that believed, the more he was excited.
It didn’t dawn on him at first, but one day they’d move on. Not believe in him anymore.
He shrugged those thoughts off because most of the kids didn’t matter to him; Jamie would never forget him.
Or so he thought.
It took longer than most children.
But, it did happen one day.
Jack was flying low, spreading his snow and frost quickly throughout the town. He was smirking, planning how he and Jamie would spend the first snowfall. It had quickly become a tradition to have a friendly snowball fight and this year would be no different even though he was turning 17 soon.
He hurried over to Jamie’s window; gently pushing it open and flying inside. He waited excitedly in the shadows, trying not to snicker.
Jamie walked into the room and Jack jumped in front of him.
“Boo!” he shouted, smirking widely; his smirk fell
.:Vampire ~ Day 5:.Vampire.:Vampire ~ Day 5:.8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Soo what are we going to do for Halloween?” Jack asked, floating above Pitch’s throne while said Nightmare King tried to read.
“We? Why would we do anything?” He asked, turning the page. “I detest the holiday.”
Jack fell into his lap. “What? Why? I thought you’d be in your element.”
“You thought? Hmm, perhaps the world is coming to an end.” Pitch stood up abruptly, causing Jack to fall onto the floor.
“Why do you hate it?” Damn the boy was persistent.
Pitch sighed dramatically and looked over at Jack; hoping he could simply ignore the question, but the way the boy was shaking his head that wasn’t going to work.
“I hate it because it ruins everything I stand for.” The way Jack was looking at him made the older spirit sigh again. “It makes children unafraid of the things I have created. The Nightmares I have perfected.”
.:Temptation ~ Day 6:.Temptation.:Temptation ~ Day 6:.8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pitch was aimlessly wandering town.
He suddenly froze; someone was fearful…terrified and this particular fear was recognizable.
He smirked darkly as he sped up; this was the fear of a Guardian.
When Pitch arrived where the fear was emanating from to say he was confused would be an understatement.
There was Jack, as expected; he was pacing and fervently mumbling, and...the fear was there...but what was causing it?
Pitch looked around and could see nothing, but he was smarter than to assume that meant nothing.
He approached the Guardian, on high alert for any sort of trap. “What is your problem?”
Jack spun to face him, smirking. “I wondered if that would work. Glad to know it does.”
Pitch blinked slowly. “What are you talking about?”
“Well, you’re drawn to fear.” Jack began.
“I am aware.”
“And I wanted to see if I could replicate that feeling on my own. I’ve been trying sin
.:Cold ~ Day 7:.Cold.:Cold ~ Day 7:.8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
There’s a downside to being a Winter sprite.
Jack was scared, there was nothing he could do but watch; watch as this young child slowly succumbed to the cold.
There was nothing he could do if they didn’t believe and this child. She was borderline age; she believed in Santa and the Easter Bunny, but not the Tooth Fairy or Jack.
So he stood there. Watching as she slowly froze to death. He wanted to reach out, to comfort her, keep her warm; but he knew better than to do that.
He had done it before, and all it had done was sped up the freezing process; that had been awful to see.
He began to pace once more, muttering and frowning.
“That’s it!” He declared suddenly. “I’ll go get North. She believes in him still.”
“There’s no point Jack. She’s gone.” Came a calm voice from the shadows of the forest. “She is no longer breathing. There is nothing to be done.” Pitch slowly emerged from amongst
.:In Memory:.As the wind blew harshly through the trees a lone figure flitted about, bringing frost and snow and laughing. A dog began barking at him and he turned, smiling as he saw a large Saint Bernard that was wagging its tail and frantically barking. He landed and laughed as the dog began licking his face, panting heavily as the young male finally got him off..:In Memory:.1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hi there buddy, who do you belong to?” He asked and the dog ran towards a nearby house. The teen thought it was strange that no one was out looking for the dog when he realized the dog was slightly transparent. His smile turned sad and he looked into the window, seeing a sad young woman sitting on her couch, sniffling occasionally. The dog whimpered softly and laid his ears back, his tail no longer wagging.
“She was your owner?” He asked softly and the dog looked at him sadly, affirming his suspicions. “Well, what can I do? It’s not like she can see me.” The dog snorted and seemed to roll his ey