North x baby!ReaderIt was silent in the workshop the only things heard were that of the Yetis shuffling feet as they start to build the toys, it was few days after thanksgiving and to be sure that Pitch won't ruin their holiday they decided to start early just for precaution after all 'better safe then sorry' right?More Like This
North stared at the moon could Pitch be back, the last time any of the guardians saw the that fear inducing monster was when they had their last fight and that was what 8 months ago maybe more and the thought of Pitch tricking all of them over again could even make a jolly man frown but North sighed he has to be positive for the children he ranted in his head after all that's all that matters for a guardian.
It was reactivity calm for a while until the elves burst through the door in a panic all running towards North making a crowd of elves to form around him with shouts soon to follow breaking that once wonderful silence causing not only theYetis to get frustrate with North included.
Blanket Game (Pitch Black x Reader Oneshot)More Like This
The heat of fabric had become uncomfortable, sweat collecting in that small indention on your top lip, and even seeming to somehow gather beneath every individual strand of your hair. You'd waited longer than usual, and an old worry- along with a slight prick of embarrassment over the dependence you'd found yourself in- swept over.
Twice you'd considered turning the tables and wriggling from under the thick blanket and instead searching for him, and the first time you'd silently debated your own mind, successfully talking yourself out of it.
The second time, the pad of his heels against your carpet, inaudible to all but you, caused you to reconsider and reassured the ever precious notions you held.
"Oh I wonder where my little love is," The English inflection finally came, playful as ever. "She's very good at hiding, isn't she? She's a sneaky one..."
You bit your bottom lip, trying to chew that smile away at the flashing memory of the tall and pallid myth seeping into your room and eye
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