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Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 11
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Chapter 11 - Are you ticklish?
You see Jack's Ice blue eyes flutter open as he props himself onto his left arm. He doesn't notice you at first, looking at the space where you were once sleeping and panic crosses his face. His eyes search the room and eventually meet yours. You see the relief in his eyes as you chuckle, walking over to the edge of your bed and sitting on it.
"Morning sleepyhead, mind telling me what your doing here?" Jack chuckled, stretching and getting of the bed.
"Well" He replied while walking around the bed towards you "This is gonna take a while, mind baring with me?" He sat down next to you, looking down for a moment and then back up at you. His winter-pine scent not going unnoticed.
"Go ahead." You replied, smiling. Jack sighed.
"Well, it all started like this..."
Jack explained to you about when he got to the pole, North had been told my Man in the moon that Pitch had returned and he was stronger than ever. On that note Jack, worried, came back to see if you we
I Don't Fear You - PitchxDark?ReaderYou were always an odd person. Even as a child, you were much different than the other children; much.. darker. You loved anything to do with the dark, whether it was dark/sadistic humor, blood, horror, etc. You enjoyed scaring the crap out of anyone, jumping out from the shadows at people and the like. Even more so, you were fascinated by the mythical Bogeyman.
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While other children fawned over Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny, you were addicted to the Bogeyman. He shared your dark obsessions and you felt that you were connected to him, in a sense. You believed that he existed, and that belief had stayed with you all the way to adulthood. You kept your dark tendencies and still had a feeling he was watching, in the dark.
Though you knew the Bogeyman was meant to strike fear into the hearts of humans, he didn’t scare you, at least not as much as many others. Your nightmares varied from death and gore to the thing you feared most. When blood and torture, you didn’t mind
150 Painted Googies (Bunnymund x Reader)
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My Best Friend
He is very big, and very tall.
He has a lot of fur, but I don't mind that at all.
His voice is deep, and kind of strange. I don't usually understand what he says.
His nose is pink, and his eyes are big and green! But I like his smile the best.
He's very nice and he keeps me safe, and I'm never, ever sad.
He keeps me warm and holds me close.
He comes home and tells me lots of stories, and I get really, really glad!
He works very hard, and always tries his best, up until the very end.
I'm so happy to have you with me! You're my bestest friend!
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Emerald green eyes swept over the words again and again. He could feel the painful smile already claiming his face.
It had been a hard day of work. He'd been called to the pole unexpectedly, for it seemed North needed his help with p