Jack Frost LullabyWhen you're alone and scared,
look out the window,
see the frost, the snow,
the falling snowflakes
I will always be there.
The man in the moon
is always watching,
Let his light shine down
on you to guide your way.
I love you always,
my darling little
I may not always be around,
but as long as I live,
I will love you.
Each and every snowflake
is made just for you,
my little snow angel.
See my wondorous works
and think of me,
your one and only
So lay your head down,
my sweet little angel
and close your eyes.
Dream peaceful, beautiful dreams
of falling snow and
swirling cold winds
blowing through your hair.
You will always be
my precious little angel.
In the end, they all stop believingSlowly the sun started to sink towards the horizon and with it another successful Easter.More Like This
The sounds of the excited little ankle-biters from all over the world was still ringing merrily in his ears as Bunny disappeared silently from the world above for another year.
Normally he would be bouncing off the walls in a rare exhibit of childlike glee. Completing a successful Easter always put him in a good mood and why wouldn’t it. Ever since that disaster thirteen years ago, belief in him has never been stronger.
However, for every up, there was a down and this year there was no celebration for another Easter passed.
Sullenly Bunny retuned home, silently greeting the ever-watchful stone golems that waited impatiently for his return. They had their smiling face on when he appeared, happy to see him return safely and just generally pleased to see him. However, Bunny didn’t have it in him to muster a smile for the welcoming committee. His mind was too distracted and his heart too h
Jack FrostXReader - Monster Ch6More Like This
A/N: So sorry for the delay, but I had the brain dead sickness for a while. Anyhoo, this chapter we don't see you in, you are mentioned though.
“Who is this Mormo?” North asked no one in particular thinking. The five exchange glances as Sandy silently exclaims behind everyone. “What is it Sandy slow down.” North said as everyone turned to the small gold man. Sandy tries to depict some scene above his head. But North couldn’t quite understand.
“You want us to see Mother Nature.” Bunnymund translated. Sandy nodded vigorously.
“So Mother Nature knows something about this Mormo?” North said stroking his beard.
“Then we need to find her right away.” Tooth exclaimed.
“Where do we even begin looking,” Jack asked. “She could be anywhere in the world.”
“That is why we have Globe!” North exclaimed. He walked up to the control panel overlooking the globe.
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A/N: There still a bit of POV hopping going on.
A light erupts blinding you as something grabs ahold of you and pulls you out into the open. You blink a few times allowing your eyes to adjust. As you look around you spot several of the large black creatures you can only think of as were wolves, positioned around the rocky outcrop. You are pushed into a small cavern that’s probably maybe the size of your bathroom. You’re clothes you notice had been replaced with a white night gown with silver embroidery and a bandage over your shoulder. You remember that from the first attack. Your (color) hair was down falling over your shoulders and down your back.
“Oh you did it!” came a female voice. A girl that was roughly 18 or 19, dressed in black, with straight black hair came into your view. She had short bangs that came to brow level, you couldn’t’ tell the length of the rest because it was hidden by her clothes. She wore a long hooded cloak t
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A/N: just to let you know ahead of time there will be a lot of POV changes.
It had been a few days since you last seen Jack Frost. Christmas had come and gone and New Year’s was on its way. You did have a great Christmas though. Christmas day you were surprised when your father handed you a large elaborately wrapped package marked from Santa. You saw the look your mother gave your father and he shrugged in return. You carefully opened it to find a (color) parka folded neatly inside. Its hood was rimmed with a soft fur and it felt like it was filled with down. Underneath the coat was a pair of boots with matching fur around the tops that went down the fronts under the laces. Tucked in the boot was a note,
‘May this keep you warm and those cold winter days. The boots were Jack’s idea. Merry Christmas’ Santa.
You can’t help but smile as you pull up one boot and look at the sole and it’s was the epitome of traction. No more slippery walks t
JackXReader - Monster Ch 3More Like This
A/N: Because I'm not used to writing a 'You' story, if you find a spot where 'she' or 'her' is and its supposed to be a 'your' or 'you' just let me know and i'll fix it.
You both get to a cavern near the bottom of the steep cliff. You hurry inside to get away from the colder air when two large hairy creatures step in your path. They both stare down at you with large dark eyes. Your heart skips a beat as you freeze in place. “Relax guys, she’s with me.” Came Jacks voice. He walks by you and they clear out of the way. ”they won’t hurt you, come on.” You walk by the large creatures warily as they watch you go. You run to catch up with Jack.
“Were those… bigfoot?” you ask looking back at them.
"No, you’re close though, they’re Yeti. Bigfoot are indigenous to the south where it’s warmer.”
“You know like California.” He clarified.
“Huh. Who would have though
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A/N: Just FYI I'm not going to make you name every single non canon in this, so I just picked out some names for non important characters. It's so much faster that way.
You slowly open your eyes trying to wet the inside of your mouth. Nothing better than waking up with a dry mouth, you get up and stretch. The clock on the nightstand reads 9:43am. You walk to the bathroom for your daily grooming. After that you get dressed and head downstairs for some breakfast it’s around 10:22. Both Mom and Dad are at work you note, good. (Sister’s name) is still sleeping in her room, also good. A (you choose color) cat rubbed around your ankles as you rummage the cupboards. “What’s up (cat’s name)?” He meowed up at you. “You’re hungry too huh?” You grab down the box of (your favorite cereal) and then went over to the cupboard with the cat food in it. You scoop out a half scoop and dump it into his bowl. “Enjoy.” You say wit
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A/N: This is the beginning of the JackXReader part.
You slowly awaken from a good night’s sleep. When you finally remember what exactly you wanted to do today. You hop out of bed and to your window and to your utter satisfaction a nice new layer of fresh powder laid on the porch roof and the yard below. You grin from ear to ear knowing exactly what you’re going to do today. You run to your dresser and fish out a nice warm outfit to wear. Now dressed you go and freshen up in the bathroom before going downstairs to grab some grub. Fun never lasted long on an empty stomach. With luck your mother has made pancakes and sausage for breakfast. Your dad and older sister have already started eating the first round of pancakes. Of course being the youngest always meant being last.
“Why didn't anyone wake me up?” You asked a bit annoyed.
“We did like three times.” Came (your sisters name)’s remark.
“Oh…” was your muff
JackXReader - MonsterMore Like This
A/N: This is the beginning chapter so it's a more in-depth, wtf is going on, thing
The JackXReader will be coming in the following Chapters
As dusk settles onto small town a dark form sulks in. It keeps to the shadows, away from the light of the street lamps, hunting. It suddenly halts remaining hidden in the shadows as it listens. “Bradley?” A girl about 8 walked behind a taller boy with sandy hair. She had similar hair although it was a bit more blonde. She had on a little pink coat with matching mittens, scarf, and hat.
“Quiet Nina.” The taller 13 year old said in a hush. He wore a simple black coat and matching hat and gloves. He had on a regular pair of blue jeans overlapping his boots.
“But what if mommy finds out.” She asked in worry.
“I told you to stay at home… and don’t call me Bradley it’s just Brad.”
“Why do we have to be out here?” she asked looking around scared.
Helpless - A Rise of the Guardians OneShotMore Like This
A Rise of the Guardians OneShot by Cameco aka. SerenePhenix
Read all the other OneShots from the Recollection Series first.
Sophie steered the car into an empty place on the parking lot and swiftly turned off the engine. For a moment she waited, staring ahead at the brick building closed off behind a silvery and intricate gate.
Her breath condensated inside the car. It wasn’t that much of a surprise, seeing with whom she was travelling.
Turning around and leaning an arm over the back rest of her seat she looked at the person sitting next to her in the passenger’s seat. Her green eyes shone bright with worry and bottled up emotions.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“He might not recognize you.”
“I know that.”
For a split second the woman with graying hair seemed hesitant before adding: “He might not see you.”
That thought pained both of them in so many different ways, it would
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Chapter One: Reminiscing
The cabin could barely be called a cabin. It was more of a hut: a building in the loosest sense of the word. It had four walls and a roof, a door, a window, and a chimney that looked as though it were ready to fall over. Truthfully, it appeared that a strong gust of wind could knock down the shack, with signs surrounding which read, “Condemned” and “No Trespassing.”
The small structure was concealed behind several large trees, and was incredibly easy to miss, nestled within the forest that rarely anyone ventured into.
It was always snowing around this cabin, regardless of the season.
Inside was exceedingly less interesting than outside, if at all possible. There was only one room, which contained a mattress and pillow in the corner, a fireplace that appeared to have not been used in decades, and a few shelves on one of the walls.
The shelves proved to be at least somewhat intriguing, containing items such as a matryoshka do
Kozmotis PitchinerHis name is Pitch Black,More Like This
And scaring is his game,
But he used to go by,
A very different name
Was his past name,
Some people wonder,
“Why is it not the same?”
He was a strong General,
Who protected the Golden Age,
And was once a guard,
Of the Fearling’s cage
The Fearlings pleaded and begged,
For Kozmotis to let them go,
But the General shook his head,
And simply said, “No.”
The General would grow weary,
Of doing this every day,
But a silver locket with a picture of his daughter,
Made everything okay
The Fearlings caught sight,
Of the locket in Pitchiner’s hand,
And started to unfold,
A dastardly plan
On a particular day,
Kozmotis was weary,
And what he heard next,
Made him almost grow teary
His daughters voice echoed from the cage,
She screamed and she shout,
“The Fearlings have caught me,
Please let me out!”
Before he knew,
What he was doing,
He opened the cage,
And started his own undoing
The Fearlings flew out,
Jack's Skates (unfinished)Jack sat in a shadowed corner of his room. His knees where pulled up to his shuddering chest and were hugged by his thin arms. His face was nestled in the crook of his right arm and tears were streaming from his dark amber eyes. Snow slammed itself against the small house, burying it in a deadly blanket. A tiny black spider crept around from behind a small pair of deer antlers and it scuttled along the floor towards Jack’s bare foot. Jack unfolded his arms and reached down to pick up the spider when a knock at the door stopped him.More Like This
“Jack?” The voice was that of his mothers, “Honey, can I come in?”
Jack scrambled to his feet, forgetting about the spider, and wiped his eyes on his beige sleeve.
“Err…yeah, yeah sure.” Jack sniffed, his voice catching annoyingly in his throat.
The door edged open, letting in a stream of orange candle light which was broken by the long black shadow of his mother.
She wore an ankle length beige dress and
Can you see me? In the end, they all grow up.More Like This
No matter who they are or what they believe in, there comes a point in their lives where magic and the world I live in slips from their minds, replaced by the life ahead of them, whether it be discovering who they are, chasing their fate, or making history. A period of their life ending as another one starts, it's always then it happens.
It's happened before, and I know it'll happen again.
But that doesn't mean it hurts any less.
Each time, I should be ready for it. I should be expecting for the feeling to come back, the loneliness, the pain. But I never am, and each time one walks through me, I still feel like breaking.
When someone walks through you, most people think it would hurt. But they think it's this simple, short pain that only lasts seconds. They think it's nothing bad, like walking through a wall of cold or hot water.
It's much worse than tha
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"Shh, Tooth, we don't want him to hear us!"
"Good...now, come on."
North led us after the footprint trail in the snow, tailing after the kid. Jack had been acting...odd, and well, cold for a few weeks now. Not like himself at all; no smiles, no pranks, and very little snow days were made worldwide. North, Tooth, and Sandy were all extremely worried, mostly because of how they found the kid and I last time he was acting strange. I however, knew what today was...
I didn't really want to follow Jack. Today was a day he'd told me he wanted to keep to himself; a private "day-off", as he called it. Why? He didn't really need to say. I was able to figure out with just the help of today's date Today was February 17th.
Jack really wanted to be alone today.
But the others wouldn't listen to
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The nurse smiles grimly. "Your grandma's in room 27A. Just down the hall."
I never liked hospitals.
My footsteps echo off the scrubbed and sanitized walls and ceiling as I make my way down the hall. Fluorescent light bulbs. Over the years, I've come to detest them. They're the dullest of any imitation of the Sun anyone has ever had the stupidity to generate. Everything looks ugly and hopeless under fluorescent lights.
I don't even like the air in a hospital. It's stale with the odor of chemicals and latex, and it puts me on edge. I don't know if it's a marvel of technology or some form of black magic, but I'm always astounded to find each hospital heated to exactly "uncomfortable." No matter how cold it is outside, it always feels colder in a hospital. I could stand outside in 0° weather and it wouldn't feel any colder than "60°" hospital air. It's a rigid, lifeless cold. It
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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
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Waking up as a powerless spirit was a strange feeling, and I tried to remember if this was what it had felt like to be human. My muscles were sore, my body felt heavy and uncoordinated, and my wings were numb. Where my senses would normally be resonating with the harmonics of a thousand different compatible people about to meet, now I only felt empty stillness. The visions and information which usually ran through the back of my mind like a constant drone were eerily silent. I almost thought I'd become mortal again until Liz walked right through my body on her way to Sophie's bedside.
“Come on, Soph, time to wake up,” the woman said gently, “Becky's mom is giving you a ride to preschool this morning, and we don't want to make her wait.”
From the next room I could hear Jamie's voice call, “Mom, is it a snow day?”
“Snow!” Sophie popped awake and scrambled out of bed to run to her window.
“It's not a s
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I couldn't remember the last time I'd shed a tear over anything besides a sentimental book here or there, so I had no idea I could even cry like this. It was uncontrollable and exhausting, and when the sobbing finally ceased, I felt completely empty. I relaxed my hands, only now realizing that I had been clutching fistfuls of the back of Jack's sweatshirt, and leaned back to support my own weight.
Jack's cold hands moved from my back to my shoulders to help steady me and he studied my face carefully, “Are you going to be ok?”
“I lost everything,” I whispered, trying to hide how hoarse my voice was now, “My senses, my arrows, and now my flight.”
I stretched out my wings and looked back at them to inspect the damage. They were thin and patchy, obviously missing a lot of feathers. It didn't escape my notice that my bow was now back in its holster behind me, tucked in through the tangled mess my hair had weaved itself in
A Guardian's Story: Part 15 (Jack Frost x Cupid)(part 15)More Like This
I sat on the cold roof and stared up at the moon in frustration, daring him to send me words of comfort; but he just stared back at me silently. Minutes passed without a sound or a movement. Fear and desperation tightened painfully around my heart as my mind raced through all the consequences of my failure. I needed advice or help. I needed a miracle. I needed the moon to tell me what to do.
“Why are you doing this to me?” I said out loud, the threat of tears causing my voice to waver, “After all our years as friends, why would you be silent now when I need you most? I have no idea what to do; I don't even know what went wrong. Why is this happening to me? Just tell me, and I'll fix it!”
“Why won't you talk to me?!” I cried.
After the echoes of my outburst had faded away, a soft voice spoke into my mind, Behind you.
I turned my head and caught a brief glimpse of unmist
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.18More Like This
It was warm.
That was the first thought that came to your mind when it awoke from it slumber before your body. The sounds around you were familiar, the warmth of a hand caressing your cheek, and the odd sensation that you’ve passed through this before. And it was like a dream when you opened your eyes to see those of your worried mother looking right back at you.
Her hair pulled up, face bright with make-up, and wearing her usual business attire of a black suit with a white collared shirt. Time had gone backwards, and you were looking at the mother you had once seen when you were younger, when you had first gotten sick because of . . . Jack.
“Jack . . . ?”
You had tried to sit up on the bed only to have your mother push you back by your shoulder, but you were incapable of staying still. Twisting out of her grasp, you sat up and looked around you, taking everything in and analyzing it to the fullest you could with your fuzzy mind. Everything, absolutely everything, was
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.17More Like This
That is how you would describe what you were currently seeing. It couldn’t quite be placed into words, describing how it was seen seemed absolutely impossible. You couldn’t comprehend what it was, where you where, or how in the multi-colored-sky-that-is-seen-blue you had gotten there. It wasn’t like you could compare it to anything you had ever laid eyes on before.
For further reference, you would have to note that it was a dream; everything crossing your vision was a dream. It must be a dream or else you would have woken up in your bedroom and not some strangely larger bedroom with a coat on the headrest and a pair boots next to the bed in your size. If it wasn’t a dream, you would not have placed the coat over your shoulders or the boots on your feet. You would have left them there and gone on without them to escape this strange place.
Everything seemed to be hand carved, either from wood or ice, and uniquely designed with strange little figures. Yo
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.16More Like This
Never had Jack met a child that absolutely loathed the snow. That is until that one fated night in which he came to land on a city he had so long abandoned because of its constant hot weather; it was never predictable, the weather, and usually his snowflakes melted before landing on anything solid. That particular night, though, the temperature had drop and the winds had grown and it was perfect for his landing.
He had landed on a particularly normal house; there was nothing special about it, but the moon seemed to shine the brightest from that roof. The lights poured over the roofs, to the walls, and into the windows. Jack, like the well behaved winter spirit he is, quickly set to work on investigating these new additions to the city that had not been there when he had been there last.
The frost his body emitted frosted the roof and the edges of the window as he leaned upside down to sneak a peek. The window was soon crystallizing slowly, but he was still able to catch a small bundle
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.15More Like This
When you were younger, you remembered having been doused in ice cold water by some idiots from school after a sports event one January night, which you would always regret going to. Not once had you felt that same cold feeling after that night, until Jack had jumped under the covers and held you tightly against him.
The human body was an amazing thing, and you would forever be curious as to how it worked; you had gone buzzed to sober in a blink of an eye. Jack’s entire body was covering yours and making your brain think you had been covered in snow. One of his hands had been covering your mouth, preventing you from yelling in surprise the moment he had join you on the bed.
“W-what the . . . hell,” you stuttered, your body shivering uncontrollably, “A-a-are you doing?!”
“You’re invisible!” you hissed through chattering teeth, hands balling up into Jack’s sweater as footsteps came closer. “He c-can’t
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.14More Like This
Coffee had been a terrible idea, or at least giving it to Jack with a small dosage of Ritalin, but you had been curious and were still taking any opportunity to study his behavior. It was always hyperactive as if he had eaten a bowl of sugar, and coffee was sure to boost it up. The Ritalin had been slipped in there to see if he was affected by any sort of human drug, which he apparently wasn’t as he was stuck to the top corner of the roof. His body had reacted in an opposite manner than you had expected.
Or perhaps it was the beer bread you both had eaten that lay in nothing but crumbs on the plate. Also, a large about of cookies you had found stashed in the back of the covers that were most likely brought by Ruben. You didn’t think of that as you sat on the floor, back to the couch, and head thrown back to look up at the corner Jack was flying in. He would have to come down sooner or later.
“Put the knife away, joykill.” A grin spread on his face, you mi
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.13More Like This
“I don’t hate you . . .”
Truth be told, Jack had not known that you didn’t hate him. You had been doing a very convincing job of wanting to dissect him that he had thought you did still hate him, but that, dissecting him, still seemed to be the case even after your confession of not hating him. Hearing those words, to him, was like a love confession because he’d had that thought in his head for so many years, and finally there was a confirmation that you had changed your mind.
Though you were currently laying out sharp scalpels and other assorted smaller knives on the study table, he was sure you were no longer going to treat him as a frozen specimen that was in line to get dissected. He still felt pretty bad about Pedro the frog; he’d frozen him in an ice cube before you had a chance to take out its little heart. It felt right to him not letting you take out its remaining organs.
Jack sat silently on the c
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.12More Like This
The day had turned around abruptly, and it was as bright and sunny as any other day with the only exception of the streets, lawns, and house covered in snow. By the warmth of the sun and how much it was shining as it rose directly above you, the snow would hardly last more than a week, and maybe even less than that.
But, of course, that was the least of your worries at the moment. With your mother and her boyfriend kicking you out of the house, more-or-less, and with Jack’s arm wrapped around your shoulders, the freezing winds and squishy floors were, the weather was the least of your problems.
Jack’s face was ecstatic from the moment you had left the front lawn of your home. Seconds after that, he had dropped down beside you from the air and very carefully had wrapped his arm around you with the excuse of keeping you warm, which was absolutely absurd as you both knew that was impossible for him to do.
There was only two reasons why you had allowed such familiarity o
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.11More Like This
Jack had not moved from the spot, his bright blue eyes locking you in place if they alone had the power to freeze you to the wall. He didn’t move an inch as you tried to move passed him and you were not about to try and pass though him like you would have done so the day before. No, of course you couldn’t do that now that he looked far more solid than ever.
With a flushed face, and hating yourself for stuttering, you asked, “W-what the hell are you doing?!”
He scoffed, “I was minding my own business when your li—”
At that moment, when you words were cut off so abruptly with one motion, your eyes grew wide in shock. That perfectly, ice-sculpted, pale hand was covering you lips in frost as Jack refused to allow you to finish you sentence, if it could be called that.
“I girl shouldn’t be saying those words!” was all he said, but you could careless of what a girl shouldn’t say. For all that
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.10More Like This
Jack was rushed into your study, your voice chattering away with loud thoughts as you searched frantically for your other tools that you had gathered with the help of Jamie. He had warned you about using them only in emergencies, only then and no other time, but this counted as an emergency. How long would it last, this ability to touch him with the spoon and feeding him oatmeal?
True, what you were looking for through your drawers was not a tool, but a weapon you had Jamie hunt down and buy. He had sent it to you the year before, which was when he was able to buy it legally. It was an old dagger made of silver; you had made sure he checked it was silver. It was costly, but worth it, or so Jamie had convinced you to think so, and now you were glad that you listen to him.
“Uh, what are you looking for?” Jack asked from the table, his most favorite place to sit though there was a perfectly good chair near the laptop. “You really don’t miss you hurt arm at a
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There is an explanation to everything.
Turns out you were suffering from a mental illness that made your brain function in the same manner as the brain of a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
At least, that is what you texted Jamie back after having finished making your breakfast; hot oatmeal with fruit and raisins in it and a cup of coffee, black, though you thought its taste was not as great as what you usually made. He only texted back that it didn’t matter how you worded it, lovesickness was still lovesickness.
The symptoms began when you had tried to break Jack’s head with you bat, or at least that was when you had noticed them. At that moment when he was giving that stupid grin with the eyes of a puppy-dog and blaming Jamie for him entering your room after you clearly told him it was off limits, your brain stopped working for a small portion of a second.
The room felt smaller, your heart far louder than you had ever heard it, and you had a sudden urge t
The Wolf Who Could Not SeeThere was once a wolf. A lone wolf, who never really thought anything good would happen to him. And then one day, he met someone. He met two new wolves, and quickly became friends with them. He shared in their joys and triumphs, in their sadness and losses, in their good and their bad. He became very close to the female wolf that was his friend, and he loved her very much.More Like This
Then one day he noticed the female wolf was upset, and he did not know why. She stopped communicating with him for a while, and the other male wolf seemed angry with him. The wolf soon figured out that he mustve been doing something to make them upset. And so he set out to change himself, but he did not know what he was doing wrong, or what he had to change.
He kept trying to change, but could not figure out what he was doing wrong. He tried and tried and tried, and still he could not figure out what he was doing wrong. Soon the female wolf wasnt as close to him as she had been before, and this saddened t
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Twilight has descended upon the city. Where the light of a shop switches off, the warm one of a home switches on, altogether becoming beacons to the weary workers, ushering them home to a warm supper, good company, and shelter from the increasingly chilly air. Slowly but surely, with the last lights of day, the night owls begin to emerge, seeking out the bright neon signs of clubs. Seeking to have a marvelous time, filled to the brim with friends and fun.
And then, laughter. But not a collective laughter. Not a laughter belonging to any earth-bound human, for that matter.
It echoes throughout the wintery air, bouncing off of the oriental buildings with the wind at its back, filling all corners of the young night with mischievous mirth.
It brings with it thick, fluffy clouds that quickly blot out the stars and rising moon, anxious to unload their burdens upon the unsuspecting cityfolk.
Then, as people are just a few paces from their homes and the lines at club entrances begin to form, t
LifeOne moment, you're there. The next, you're not. Simple as that. And yet, it's so complex, so mystifying. It easily perplexes many. How can it be so close, so intimate to us, and yet remain a mystery like that? Such a small event being so big? Having such a huge effect? These unanswered questions express the mystery and uncertainty of those who feel its effects. They were so healthy, so happy...More Like This
But now you'll never see their face again. Hear their voice. Feel their touch.
The tears stream down the faces of the close ones. They hold onto one another, thinking that, if they hold on tight enough, that person passed might feel as well, and come back to them. They don't want to recognize the fact that it's all over. All of it. They cling to a wish. That wish is slowly pushed away as time progresses and sanity returns. They run out of tears. The future is dark to them, filled with some more of these tragic cases. They turn to the past, where everyone is still "there." They let themselves get
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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,
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 63More Like This
Warning: This chapter contains spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!
He laughs lightly and plops down from his place on the windowsill.
“That’s right, ‘Jack,’” he says as he walks up to you, stopping less than a foot away from you. His eyes never leave you.
You look at him searchingly, still not entirely convinced that he’s standing before you, seeming to have somehow remembered you…
“Jack…” you finally manage to say in a small, quiet voice.
His mischievous smirk turns into a soft smile. He nods gently.
The next thing you know, his arms are wrapped around you in a tight embrace, his head bowed and past your own as he envelops you in himself.
“You idiot,” he sighs. His voice is trembling slightly as he fights back emotion. “Letting them do that to me. To us. Never again.&
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 62More Like This
The bird flutters impatiently, its small feet temporarily leaving the windowsill, a muffled tweet coming through the glass.
Completely numb, you rise from your place on the couch and walk over to the window.
But it blew up into snow, you think as you recall an isolated snowfall, looking down at the puffy white creature.
Its small, snowy eyes meet yours.
A new one? But…that’s impossible…that means…!
The bird hops over to the side of the ledge, where the window ends and wall begins. It taps multiple times at this spot, tweeting at you once again.
Heart racing, your fingers find the frame.
And you open the window.
The cardinal zooms past you in a flurry of wind, its wings narrowly missing you. It circles up to the ceiling after a lap or two around the room, chirping excitedly.
All you can manage to do is watch it in its miniscule magnificence, completely surrendered to the spell it casts in its tiny flight, your
MemoryWe sit down beneathMore Like This
our favorite tree
who only shares its shade
with you and me.
Crack open that picnic
basket, let's start to eat,
enjoying it with
critters at our feet.
Do you remember how
you and I
fell for each other? Oh, how
our love reaches the sky.
Your smile simply melts
all of my worries away.
Don't you see how our love
continues to grow each day...?
"Who are you?"
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 52More Like This
The sleigh skids to a stop on the lake’s surface, the skis leaving long white marks on the ice.
Above you, the tired stars begin to fade as the first light of day breaks over the horizon, giving themselves over to sleep until the night returns to reign once again.
North scoops the limp Jack back up into his arms, and the three of you wordlessly disembark from the sleigh.
You follow North off the lake, trying hard not to fall on the slippery surface. You breathe a small sigh of relief as you step onto the snowy bank, then continue after North, forced to jog a little to keep up with his long strides.
He stops in front of a tall tree with a thick, sturdy trunk, its leaves and branches dusted with white snow. It’s quite a few yards from the lake’s edge, but its view goes uninterrupted by other foliage. He crouches down and sets Jack in front of it, sitting him down so his back is propped up against the trunk.
He really does look like he just nodded off, his head bowed, ar
Murderer!Sips X Reader: It's Fun ~Gmod~ ~Eight Players, one Muderer, and one Sheriff~More Like This
Let the games begin.
You were standing outside, your (F/C) shirt nearly glowing in the sun. Your name? (Y/N), but people usually named you Juliett Golf. You were a bystander, aware of the dangers of untrained sheriffs and one murderer.
But there were others too. HatFilms, Sips, Lewis, and Simon.
But who of these Freinds would, quite literally, backstab you? You never knew-you couldn't trust them- and if you did? You were doomed to a quick ending of your life.
You let out a small sigh, brushing some of your (H/c) hair behind your ear and taking a quick look around. It was anything but silent, as your Freinds laughed, carefree, but they knew.
They knew they couldn't tr
Jack Frost and the Wind (JackFrostxReader) 8You run to catch that bus, but to no avail. Soon you are left watching from a distance as it drives away. Nasty remarks pour from rolled down windows, remarks that you, of course, ignore. Because that's not all you hear. You are greeted by a muted taping that you follow to one of the windows at the front of the bus. Someone waves at you.More Like This
Mark. You swallow your surprise and wave back, smiling shyly. You hadn't been expecting that…
When the bravado wears off, you frown. Time to walk, you suppose. You place on foot in front of the other and continue down the sidewalk.
Something in your peripheral catches your eye. You steer yourself to the right. Something white…
You shriek and jump back in surprise. It's
Playing With Fire Episode 1Duncan first saw him at the Sanctum.More Like This
Purple and red, like fire and shadow, they were some of the last to arrive. His demeanour was something Duncan hadn't ever encountered before. Dark hair with a pale, almost white streak, and a purple kieffyah or something covering the bottom half of his face.
He had light violet eyes and dark clothing with a cape of sorts, while his accomplice had flaming red hair, green eyes and a smile that could light up continents.
One of the most eye catching things was the huge reptilian beast that the girl rode on. Sharp teeth and piercing eyes, it even had a bandana.
It had been Ridge's suggestion to divide the territories of the New World beforehand, and avoid any obvious clashes over land for the moment. He was hovering about a foot above his chair, playing with some kind of holographic screen.
"Alright, let's get this show on the road." Xephos took his place at the table that had been set up and those present followed suit. The two strangers sat at the fa
The Origin of Nova- Part 4Years passed and things were looking pretty good, not just for Zoey, Rythian, and Nova but for the rest of the community as well. Neighbors helped each other and soon more people began to arrive, and slowly the town expended. As the town grew, so did the little Enderborn child. At first Rythian was always on guard with Nova, even his quickly growing affection couldn’t smother his fear. He was always watching, waiting, for the moment when she showed any signs of her heritage. For the most part, she acted just like any other baby, crying when she was hungry or needed a diaper change and giggling adorably when her mother made silly faces.More Like This
After awhile Rythian lowered his guard and even allowed Zoey to take her outside to play, but only behind the tower and only at dusk, the less people around to see her the better. But even with his guard down, Rythian tended to stay away from Nova, only watching her from a distance. The only interactions he’d allow himself to have were at nig
YogHigh - Chapter Three - Scared--Sjin--More Like This
The principle had his hand on my shoulder as we made our way through the hallway to my first class: History. I was shaking like an over-powered engine as I stumbled beside Ridgedog. Finally, the door came into view; ‘History - Sir Peculiar’ written on a silver plaque.
“Here we are…” Ridgedog stated simply. I could hear the voices inside halter and hush as the principle pushed the door open. I stayed outside, frozen with fear. “Ah, Sir Peculiar, how are you?” I heard Ridgedog ask.
A steady, slow voice answered “I am fine, Ridgedog. Do tell me, what is the reason for your visiting?”
“Well, I bring with me a new student!”
My heart jolted. Whispers rose from the students. I thought of running, but then mentally kicked myself for being so stupid. My attention was brought back to Earth when Ridgedog looked at me.
“Come on. There’s no need to be shy.”
I just stood there for a moment, before unstickin
NanoCoffee The Beginning Is The EndA/N: Hello! This is my favourite paring, and I feel angst-y today, so DEAL WITH IT! :3More Like This
With Nano here, I felt better. Before, it had been about finding new projects to keep my mind focused, but now it was about impressing Nano. So when I was flying around, guns blazing, I hadn't meant for her to fall in. "Nano!" I called as she fell into the sphere, watching in horror as she hit the sparkling gems at the bottom.
"L-lalna..." She cried weakly as she slumped against the glass. Rushing forward, I put my face against the glass she was leaning on.
"Do you think you can fly out?" I asked and she swallowed before giving a small nod. I watched as she slowly got to her feet, before beginning to hover and she flew up out of the sphere. I followed, catching her as her jet-pack failed. "Nano?" I asked gently as I pulled off her heavy jet-pack.
"Lalna..." She whispered grabbing a fistful of my lab coat in her too-weak grip. "I'm going to die."
Holding her tighter I brought h
Cold and Dark Jack Frost X Reader Chapter 3More Like This
Chapter 3: Jack Frost
For the second time in one day, you blink open your weary eyes in an unfamiliar and dismal place. You are quite sick of it, but at least you know you're still in Pitch's lair. Not that that is at all a comforting thought.
You cautiously begin to peel yourself off of the ground with more effort than was usually necessary. As you sit up, you pull off loose threads from your clothing, stuck to the metal like little hairs.
"It's frozen," you think. Whoever is in here is definitely powerful. You can see why Pitch wants his cooperation. You shudder at the thought of this coldness combined with such deep darkness. That would create something virtually inescapable, a pit of everlasting nightmares as Pitch so kindly described.
Your head still a pounding mess, you rub your temples and prop yourself up with one hand, shivering as the flesh sticks slightly to the icy floor.
You call into the inky darkness. While your cell was pitch black, this one is lit slightly blu
Jack Frost x Reader Chapter Two19 Years Later...More Like This
It was a beautiful day. A beautiful December. Kids roamed around excited for the snow that was promised to come, and teenagers sprinted home, ready for winter break so they could get on their phones and computers and meet up with friends. The snow had yet to arrive, which surprised the people in Burgess. It usually came late November. This same thought was on a young girl's mind. A girl named Payton. She sat on a swing in the playground, staring at her feet as the other kids around her screamed with laughter, and her father, who silently watched her on a bench a few feet away. The winter time was always her favorite. In the summer days, her father seemed to have a two month long breakdown. She never questioned it because every September he would get up off his feet and give her a great ten months... that is... until July.
"Payton, you okay?"
She jerked her head in the direction of the voice and realized it was her father.
"I'm okay, dad! I was just thinking about when
Jack Frost X Reader (Part 11)When Jack returns, it’s 7:00pm. You could hear your mom yelling at Kyle for being so late. You waited until you couldn’t hear her, then you opened your window and let Jack in.More Like This
“So? Questions?” Jack asks you automatically and he starts to look around the room.
You take a deep breath, “Well, why did Pitch try to drown me?”
Jack shrugged, “I’m not sure.”
“Well that was helpful.” You said and you sat on your bed, “Why did you try to hide it from me?”
Jack looked at you with soft eyes, “I didn’t want you to be scared.”
You nod slowly, rethinking about the event. Then voices in your head slowly started to disappear. It felt like weights were being taken away.
“Who is Pitch? What is he after? Why does it involve me?” You blurt out.
Jack gave you a surprised look and walked over to your desk to start looking through the drawers, “Well, Pitch, as you probably know, is the boogeyman.
Jack Frost X Reader (Part 7)Jack left three hours ago, leaving you on your bed, with your head swirling with questions.More Like This
You looked down at the cool necklace that brushed against your skin. You undid the hook and it slid into your hand. You lay on your back and held the necklace over your face. You could see every detail in the snowflake.
The necklace suddenly slipped out of your hand and hit you in the nose.
“Ow.” You say quietly and lift the necklace back in the air.
You look towards the window and wonder about Jack. You stand and walk over to the window to gaze out. You see Kyle, pulling his sled down the driveway towards his friends.
You turn to walk to the door when you run into someone. Someone with gray skin with a black outfit and hair. You let out a scream and fall back into the window.
“No child,” he said with a sneer on his face, “There’s no need to be afraid..”
“W-who are you?” You ask with a shiver run down your back.
“I am the Boogie Man. Bu
Love itI feel your hands in my hair.More Like This
I feel your breath on my neck.
I feel your body pressed so close to mine.
I feel your lips on my throat.
I feel your hands move to my back and your lips work their way up to mine.
I feel you and I love it.
I hear you say you love me.
I hear you whisper my name.
I hear you tell me I'm the only one for you.
I hear your breath in my ear.
I hear your soft snores as I fall asleep.
I hear you and I love it.
I see you as I run into your arms.
I see your face break through my world of darkness.
I see you fight away my fears.
I see you wipe away my tears.
I see you're in love with me.
I see you and I love it.
I taste your lips.
I taste your tongue.
I taste your throat as I kiss it.
I taste your love.
I taste your passion.
I taste you and I love it.
I smell your colone as I hold you.
I smell your shampoo as I hug you.
I smell your toothpaste as I kiss you.
I smell your excitement as you cuddle me.
I smell the smell I've been waiting so long to smell.
I smell you and
Blood Stained Girl Reader Insert Ch.1: StrugglingMore Like This
You stood in fear as the blood sucking creature held onto you. Your eyes shifted as you followed the gleaming trail of silver that led to Zero.
"I said let her go." Zero's finger inched closer to the trigger.
Aidou's blood lust eyes stared into your swelling eyes. He dropped you and let you fall to the ground, but one of his razor sharp fangs scraped against your neck and a small drip of blood stained his fang. You fell to the ground as you placed your hand carefully onto your neck. Aidou licked his stained fang. He savored with such care that he didn't want to forget the taste. Zero stretched his arm so that the weapon was right next to Aidou's head. Aidou smirked as his blood eyes went back to his turquoise color.
"Why would you bring such a dangerous weapon on campus? I thought the night time students were supposed to be at peace with the day students." Aidou gave a devilish grin at the silver gun.
Vampire Knight Zero x Reader (Part 4)More Like This
When I entered my room, I smiled to myself. My lips were still tingling from the kiss with____. I was content with everything, and for now, I could push aside the fact that us being together wasn’t safe.
I took a shower and got ready for bed. Today was tiring, as it usually is being on the disciplinary committee, so it didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. My last thought, before I drifted off, was ____.
I woke up and got ready to go to class. I decided that I would walk ____ to class again, and maybe even kiss her again. The thought made me smile; however, when I arrived at ____’s door, there was no answer. I knocked again, still no answe
The Guardian's Child (Jack Frost x Reader) Part 1First time I've done this before so go easy on me :3More Like This
You looked around, nothing was close to what it looked like at your house.. All there was were hummingbirds and eggs.. Everywhere. A voice in your head told you not to touch anything, but you couldn't resist the colored chocolate eggs and feathers. You were always the creative one at your school and in your family. You started to craft things with the feathers and placed an egg at the top. You were suck in this jungle cove. There was no possible way to climb it, because of your sprained ankle. You were running laps as you got run into by someone, you had forgotten about that pain, but when you started to walk you could feel it. So you sat on the grassy ground and looked around, you smiled. You were a loner most of the time, because you didn't like the things girls at you school did. You had gotten used to it and liked being alone. You're eyes started to soften as you saw a lick of golden sand cross your face. You drifted in
Darker than Dark Chapter 1“The screaming! Make it stop!”More Like This
“Why, dear boy? Is it not beautiful? This enchanting music?”
“No! Stop it! Stop it!”
A twisted chuckle escapes his lips. “Ah, chaos in the making as the boy you cared for so dearly screams in the veil of darkness.” His tainted white teeth curl into a devilish smile.
“No! Jamie!” Reaching. I reach for him, wincing at each catastrophic scream. This pain! Curling, holding my stomach, bellowing in pain! No, no! I have to reach him! Crawling, the tears are pushed away, squirming, worming my way to Jamie’s side.
“You can do nothing, Jack! He is in the realm of nightmares now! My nightmares.” The devilish laugh returns as I glare at the man of shadows. I scowl at his hideous humor, my body rages with hate and anger for him! A small chuckle arises from him.
“Yes, hate me! Give in to your hate, your misery! Reveal to me the Jack I know is in there!” My eyes fill with a burnin
A Place in this World [Older!JamiexReader]More Like This
Everything hadn’t gone according to the previous theories you had always thought of experimenting with. Those plans that would run through your mind when you were a child, and those that had occupied your thoughts the previous year, had ended in the worse way possible; with reality coming to attain what was rightfully his, your life.
What had happened before this day didn’t matter anymore, but it would be hell to try and forget it and act as it never happened. The weather was the usual hot temperature, sweat pouring from your face, but you couldn’t go inside of what you once called home. You could hear the shouts coming from the other side of the thick wall and they weren’t very inviting at all. They really shouldn’t be shouting at him, you had been the one at fault, but he wouldn’t let you face this because he believed you had acted like any decent human being would.
That was a lie. Your actions, the ones that had gotten you into this situation, had
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."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
Frozen Hearts Chapter 11Chapter 11: Surprising NewsMore Like This
Jack came back as promised a few days later, staying a week or so before leaving again. This became routine. He wasn’t gone for long, but it meant he left more often. I understood why though. September marked the first month that he could use a bit of his powers, though it wouldn’t be until December when he could use his full powers around here. He no longer had to travel to faraway places as much anymore because it was now spring in most other places of the world. I was the most glad about that, I hated those long months away from him.
Something was happening to me though in those last few weeks of November. It had been a little over a month since Jack had finally came back to me. Something wasn’t quite right. I was getting sick a lot. Thankfully, Jack wasn’t around when I did. I didn’t want him to worry over me getting sick. But just in case, on one of the days that Jack was gone, I grabbed an old hooded cloak from the
White Snow Black Nights Jack Frost x reader (1)Italics are inner thoughts.More Like This
Also I made some changes, it's not I's and me's any more it's you's and such now please enjoy!
If there are any problems please tell me I need an editor
Also I don't own anything!! And never will...sadly... Enjoy!
Sitting at home alone great fun right? Well not really. Living as far away from any humanoid with no car, and family somewhere in the expanse of whiteness, well that can get rather lonely. You sighed, the internet wasn't working, the T.V. had been broken for a week now, and oh that's right a gigantic blizzard raged outside. Don't get the wrong idea blizzards are amazing, just the fact that you were confined to this house, thats whole structure would shake at any small gust of wind, that was rather miserable.
"Come on, at least enjoy the snow." You mutter to yourself.
Heaving yourself up and out of the warmth that was your bed, you made your way to the pile of winter clothes that accumulates at the door in the winter. Pulling on anything, not ca
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.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
A Snowflakes Dance: Jack Frost x readerS'up frostitutes? Lmfao. Ok, i have a HUGE OBSESSION with the winter spirit Jack Frost. Thank you Dreamworks for makin me go insane. Lol. First of all, imma need help since im new but here's a little story for u frosty girls out there!!!! I think most of you know the x reader key but if ya new, its here for u! Hey....that rhymes....ANYWAY!!!More Like This
KEY: (Y/N) = YOUR EPIC NAME !!
(Y/A) = YOUR CHILDISH AGE [u dont hav to put your actual age]
(E/C) = BEAUTIFUL EYE COLOR
(H/L) & (H/C) = YOUR ELEGANT HAIR LENGTH AND HAIR COLOR
(F/C) = FAVORITE COLOR
(2F/C) = SECOND FAVE COLOR
(S/N) = YOUR SIBILINGS NAME
OK!!!!! Here is the key and noww to the story.
A Snowflakes Dance: Jack Frost x reader
The young, seven year old girl gazed at the window as it frosted over, the patterns hypnotic and intoxicating to her. (Y/N) got up cautiously, scared of waking her parents and younger sibling (S/N). (E/C) curious orbs widened as the frost pulsed a blue, signaling that it was turning to ice. (Y/N) got up and onto
10th Doctor x Reader: you Don't have to be alone 1More Like This
10th Doctor x Reader:You don't have to be alone
You were taking a late-night walk to clear your mind and escape the madness that surrounded your house; you walked for such a long time finally you walked into a grassy field it seems to be clear except for some sort of blue box standing in the middle.
you walk towards it feeling both scared and excited at the same time, It was a police box from the 1950's. you knew a bit about them in history class a police man could lock a criminal inside and then dial for a cab to come pick him/her up, you thought it was a pretty clever idea.
You knocked on the door three times, not expecting any one to answer; you then sat down on the grassy ground and leaned your head on the strange blue box.
"wait a minute." you thought "It's 2014,police boxes aren’t even supposed to exist anymore, so what's was one doing out in the middle of a field?" you said out loud,
"That's a pretty good question,is'nt it?" a man replied you looked up and saw h
A Heart of Gold~ Sandman x Reader: Chapter 1More Like This
A Heart of Gold
A fan-made short story based off of the DreamWorks film “Rise of the Guardians”
By: Lily (Leilane)
The sun is a magical thing. Or at least, through a child’s eyes it is. It lights up the entire sky, and makes a child’s heart soar when playing outside among friends. Looking so friendly, the glowing sphere offers peace, safety, and a day filled with happiness. Truly, the daytime is the most exciting time.
However, all good things must come to an end, and that includes the sun’s time in the sky. Usually kids are scared of the night, seeing it as a dark and scary time. However, one child grew to prefer the power of the moon to the sun.
That child, is you.
And this, this is your story.
Chapter One: A Normal Life
Tenth Doctor X Reader - ScaredYou were accompanying the Doctor, walking with him just as you'd done many times before. Not much was different from any other time. You were walking a few steps behind him; you always did feel much safer when he was a little ways in front of you.More Like This
Your adventures this time had brought you to a town in the middle of essentially nowhere. It was dark; the only light was coming from a scarce few streetlamps dotted around the town, casting a gentle, faded but somewhat eerie glow about the place.
The Doctor and yourself thought you'd seen something off in the distance–in the dense forest that surrounded the outskirts of town–so the two of you headed off toward it.
As you walked onward, the light got farther and farther away, growing dimmer with each step. A thick fog seemed to come out of nowhere and cast itself overhead as you approached the edge of the forest.
In the midst of the forest, what sounded like a low rumbling, almost growling, made its
.:What's In a Name:. Tenth Doctor x ReaderMore Like This
Because you people wouldn't leave me alone about it. XD Nah, jk, I love writing these stories. And reading them. Enjoy!
A dream come to life.
Just before Valentine's Day, you had met the most phenomenal man in the entire universe. He called himself the Doctor, and you had fallen for him the moment you heard his enthusiastic introduction.
"'Ello! I'm the Doc-tah!"
You had met under more than strange circumstances. There had been a series of disappearances in your neighborhood. No one had any evidence, there were no witnesses, and the police had no leads. Then, one morning, the Doctor landed on the roof of your house. Just as you had gone outside to investigate, he leaped down and nearly landed on top of you. Curious as to why he was on your roof and where he was going, you followed him, and nearly got yourself killed. Several stone angel statues-which he later explained were alien beings called "Weeping Angels"-had been the culprits.
The Doctor got rid of the p
The Unknown Companion- Doctor x Reader (Chap 1)More Like This
The girl who was always there but never noticed, except by him; her Doctor; her madman who traveled in the blue box. This is where her story begins.
Where your story begins (Name).
A life in London; simple, quiet,
Ever since you had moved to London, you had utterly lost touch with any and all friends you had previous to the move; and they were what had kept you entertained in your simple yet boring day to day life. Now, there was nothing. You had started a job at a department store recently but it was obvious to people that you despised it. The customers were always rude to you and never seemed to listen when you suggested something simple. Three weeks of this went by before you finally thought of quitting to pursue another career, possibly the one of you dreams. That is until a former employee returned.
You had no idea this blonde woman had once worked here; hell, you knew nothing about this store’s past, other than people freakin
ROTG Fanfic: Simply Introverted Chapter 33Chapter 33More Like This
He should be dead. She narrowed her eyes. Eh, just to be sure.
She snapped her fingers and all sorts of flames arose from her head and shot down to Bunnymund.
The Easter Bunny twitched, groaning. He shrunk into his natural form. A bunny.
She pouted. "Darn. He was supposed to die. Hey, stay out of this, would ya?" She pointed to the policeman.
Jack gasped. "... Wh... Wha-....."
She raised an eyebrow. "Hm?" She shook her head, forgetting him. She turned back to the man. "Seriously, who the heck are you?"
The man smiled. "No one important, really."
She narrowed her eyes. "Fine."
She sighed angrily as he just put his hands in his pockets, turned, and started walking away from her.
He clearly wasn't going to answer her questions.
"HEY!!!" She yelled after him. She made a fireball and threw it at Jack.
The man stopped. That was all the girl saw. Yet, the fireball went flying back at her.
It blasted against her, and she whimpered, getting up.
"Who.... Are you?" Her voice
Solitude [Jack Frost x Reader]“I just want to be alone.”More Like This
It was a simple statement. There was nothing over complicated about it, nor were there any flabbergasting words embedded within the sentence. Yet it seemed to (name) that no one could understand it.
“Oh, don’t be like that, (name)! Come over and watch movies with me! You can have the first pick.”
No. I’m not in the mood.
“Hey, let’s go out for lunch! I’ll even pay for your food so you can’t use the excuse that you don’t have money.”
I’m not hungry.
“(Name), please…talk to me. I miss you.”
Please just leave me alone.
Nobody would just let her be by herself. They didn’t understand that she didn’t want to be around them; that she didn’t want to talk to anyone. That all she wanted was some peace and quiet inside her own home without somebody bothering her.
She didn’t know why she felt this way. It wasn’t like anything
Life With Jack Frost Chapter 21Life With Jack FrostMore Like This
While looking at the photos of your childhood with you parents in your room, the young guardian knocked and entered you room. He saw you grinning at the photos as you flipped the pages from one to the other. Jack sat beside you and put his arm around your shoulder and stared at your smiling, yet somehow lonely, face.
"I thought you want to be with me?" Jack asked cordially after he kissed your cheek. You held his hands and used the other one to turn the page.
"I want to Jack…" you said with a low voice and laughed when you saw a funny picture from your album. "I'm just worried about my parents." You added. "I can't think about what they'll feel if I just disappeared." You closed the photo album and rest it on the bed. Glancing at the young guardian, you saw him took out a small red bag and noticed it.
"Here, just hold on to this." He said as he put the bag in the palm of your hand.
"Jack…" you said cordially and he abruptly glanced at you,