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shelfwar · 2 years

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I missed you Jack frost x reader.

Warnings: slight smut, language maybe, breeding kink? Fluff

I hope you enjoy this imagine!

The sun started to shine through our small cabin as I felt Jack starting to plant feather light kisses on my neck. I slowly rolled over so I could look at his features closely. "Mmm, why'd you roll over I was enjoying myself." "Oh to bad Jackson" "Oh shit you called me by my real name." I let out a small chuckle as I nuzzled in closer to him.

"Your beautiful by the way my love." "Oh thanks Jack, I love you." "I love you too." "Hey love?" "Yeah, Jack?" "Do you wanna try for a baby?" "A baby? Jack were not even married." "I know, but." "But what Jack?" I said as I caressed his freckled face. "I dunno scratch that idea." He said softly as he kissed my forehead head before getting ready for the day.

"Jack wait!" I called out to him as he turned on his heels. "I'm sorry baby" Jack let out a grunt before he left the room. I knew deep down he wanted a child but at the moment I wasn't, Jack loved kids while I didn't.

3 weeks later.....

While Jack was at work I decided that I'm ready to with child with him. So after doing the daily chores I undressed myself and got situated on the bed. God was and is this a good idea I thought to myself before I heard the front door creek open.

"Love where are you?" "In the bedroom baby" Jack slowly opened the bedroom door to see me Stark naked. "Love, w-what are you doing?" He gasped as he looked at my naked figure. I sat up slowly and looked at him. "You sure you wanna do this?" He asked as he sat down next to me. "Yeah, Jack. I'm sure."

"I love you so much sweetheart, I promise I won't hurt you." "Okay" Jack kissed my forehead before he planted his lips to mine as we made out. I felt him slide his tongue to my lips as I granted entrance, I let out a soft moan. His fingers delicately touched my skin until he touched my breast. I broke the kiss as he wrapped his tongue around my nipple.

"Jack" I whispered as he licked the other nipple. I ran my hand through his brown hair as he helped me up to the head of the bed. He started to fumble with his tunic as he placed his hands on my boobs. "Jack, I need you!" I gasped as he took off his tunic to see his slight 6 pack showing. Jack leaned down and kissed me as he started to unbuckle his belt. "Damn belt" he grumbled in between kisses.

Finally after a few minutes he kicked off both his pants and boxers. "Son of a bitch" He chuckled as he smiled down at me. "I love you so much love." "I love you too Jack." Jack leaned down to kiss me, as he was doing so he rubbed his dick up and down my slick folds. "You ready?" "I'm ready Jack." "Ok." He leaned back on his knees as he slowly put his tip in. "Jack" I gasped as he held one of my hands down whille pushing into me.

I squeezed my eyes shut as he bottomed out inside of me. "Hey, hey it's okay. Open your eyes love." I opened my eyes to see Jack's warm brown eyes. "Its okay, are you in pain?" "No I'm fine Jack, it just kinda hurts." "Ok" He whispered.

"Wait I had a girlfriend!" Jack yelled as he looked over at baby tooth. As she nodded. "I-I had a family, I was gonna be a dad! Wait where is she?" Jack questioned the little fairy as he cradled her in his hands. The little fairy shrugged her shoulders as she looked up at Jack.

Jack sighed as he looked down at his hands. Baby tooth chirped at him while pointing at his broken staff. "Right." Jack tried to put his staff back together but he failed. "Come on" he signed as he tried it again, and this time it worked. "Yeahhh!" He yelled as he flew through the air.

After hearing from Manny he needed to see the rest of the Guardians, but when he did he was met with anger looks. "Jack what is that?" Tooth yelled at him as she saw the familiar tube. "This, this has my memories, I had a girlfriend guys!" "That's not the point Jack!" Bunny yelled at Jack. "Then what is it!"

"You weren't supposed to have that besides who gave it to you?" Tooth questioned angrily. "Pitch gave it to me." "Don't you ever trust him you're not the hero Jack for trying to save Sandy." North yelled. "Yeah, well I'm sorry!" Jack yelled at the 3 of them. "Goodbye Jack" tooth said as they all left him alone in the forest.

Your POV

I watched as the man looked down sadly, before flying off to an unknown area. So I followed him, I knew him but he probably doesn't know me. I'm Mother Nature, the one who controls the seasons and his girlfriend. How I knew about our relationship was when tooth handed me the same thing Pitch had given to Jack but with my face on it.

It showed when we met, when we moved in together and lastly when I found out he died. It was very tough in the beginning knowing that the love of my life left this earth, but about 3 years after he passed I died in the forest hence why I'm Mother nature.

Sadly, the night we made love I didn't produce a baby which also bothered me.

When Jack reached his destination it was in the forest where we'd used to walk in from time to time. I softly landed on the grass as I stared at his back. "Jack" "What do you want?" He grumbled at me. I slowly approached him as I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Why- wait what?" Jack had turned around to see me for the first time since he died.

"Y/n?" "It's me love, I'm here." I sighed as a tear rolled down my cheek. "Love? Wait, I saw you in my memories! Your my-" I cut Jack off with a kiss as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He was the first one to brake the kissed as he looked at me. "Your really here." "I am Jack" I sobbed as he looked at me calmly.

"Love, what happend to you?" "After 3 months with out you, I slept in the same forest we used to roam where I then died." "What about the baby?" "Jack, we didn't make one." He looked at me sadly as we hugged.

"I'm sorry Jack." "It's okay, love." He looked at me lovingly before I felt weak. "Jack!" I gasped as I almost fell to the ground. "What's going on?" "Pitch is making kids not believe in us anymore." I said weakly.

"We have to find the others so we can defeat Pitch." "Ok." Jack carefully picked me up and started to fly towards where the rest of the guardians were.

When we arrived I began to feel weaker, as Norths slay came crashing down near us. Jack gently placed me down on the ground making sure I was stable enough. "You okay?" "Yeah." "Jack!" A boy came running up to him with a couple of his friends. "Jamie you shouldn't be here." "We came to help you guys!" He cheered as Pitch neared us.

"Jamie, take care of her, while the rest of us take care of Pitch, got it?" "Yeah, Jack I got it!" Jack placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. "I love you, I need you to be safe." "I will Jack." Jack took off along with the other weak Guardians to help fight Pitch. "Are you mother nature?" "I am mother nature." I smiled weakly. "Guys come check it out its mother nature!" Jamie smiled as other kids came around me. I felt them believe in me as I became stronger. "Jamie go and tell your friends to believe in everyone so we can banish pitch okay?"

"Yes ma'am!" Jamie said as he took of towards his friends to wake up there classmates. I flew up towards Jack as I saw him shouting at Pitch, all of a sudden I saw pitch thrust a black arrow towards Jack. Instantly I flew up and shielded him with a cloud.

"Y/n." "Jack I'm here-"I felt a force take me down as I plummeted to the ground, luckily North was close as he caught me in his sled. "You alright?" "Never felt better." I sighed as I clutched my arm. Then a loud bang erupted as I saw a blue light hit a black dust cloud. "Jack." Was all I said as North landed the sled on the pond. By now it was morning and Jamie and his friends came huddling around us Guardians.

"Jack you did it" As soon as his barefeet hit the ice I flew over to him almost making us fall backwards. I hugged as there was no tomorrow, in which surprised him. "You okay, I'm more than okay." "That's good." Jack leaned in and met his lips with mine as we kissed.

#jack frost fanfic #jack frost #jack frost x reader #jackson overland frost #jack frost x reader smut #smut #fluff #imagine #oh wow #cringe #this is cringy #i'm cringing

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mahoganyrust · 1 month

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Woke up with the urge to manically draw a later scene from Forever is My Tomorrow on ao3.

*whispers* psst. Cmon. Come read it. U know u wanna.

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awii-lyn · 4 months

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Astrid: Do your mate dance!! DO IT RIGHT!!

Hiccup: How is it supposed to be?! I DIDN'T GROWN-UP WITH OTHERS' NIGHT FURIES

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Hey everyone, Happy New Year!! First drawing of 2024, and it's another @dmoondream fic/au ideas about Hijack being shape-shifting dragons that have a human form. This time, Jack will be an albine Night Fury cz it's always great not to follow the Canon.

However, this au has a fic in progress cause it's so good Istg. I'm truly your fan, Moon 😭💖

Never a better way to start the year than with Hijack ✨️ 😎

#hijack #httyd #jack frost #hiccup #rise of the guardians #rotg #astrid #frostcup #art #fanfic in progress

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voided-peach · 5 months

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In honor of the completion of Shattered Pieces by @gilly-moon. I wanted to draw Jack's Christmas outfit. Thank you Gilly for the wonderful fic! Congrats on it finally being finished!!

#rogt #shattered pieces #rise of the guardians #jack frost #ao3 fanfic #artists on tumblr #fanart #illustration #sketch #character art #art #digital art #digital sketch #fanfiction #ao3 writer #Christmas

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georgiapeach30513 · 4 months

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A Snowflake Melts, Part 2

Summary: a blizzard is coming

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader

Rating: mild

Warnings: mild language, just one bed, stalking, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 3.5K

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A scent. It wasn’t much. But Jack has gone off less than that before. It was getting a bit close to Christmas, but he had already made early rounds. Who cares if winter is longer than usual? He had bigger problems; finding you. You are what’s important. Your family even said so. They are growing suspicious of him, which means you are talking to someone, but spreading lies about his relationship, and what actually happened.

He never got a chance to explain. Winter relied on him. And you, just like a coward left. He growls, sitting down on the tree branch as he looks at the beauty he created. Once you told him that he made things look magical. That you loved winter, and would always stay in winter. You promised on your stupid cat that you couldn’t live where there wasn’t snow…

He jumps onto the crystallized snow, his feet leaving large craters in the icy white, and he just walks. He smelled you. Marshmallows. The best thing he’s ever smelt. You are close. He knows it. Blowing out a long breath a large gust of wind stirs up more snow. He cracks his neck as he starts to trudge through what you called the most beautiful thing on earth. Fresh fallen snow. Purity. A new start.

He would find you. And you would be his.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you get on to your Mistletoe who perches on the counter beside you. Her judging green eyes watch you as you look out your kitchen window. Winter is getting worse. You thought you had chosen a place that snowed a lot, but this is different.

“I know what this means,” you are out here all alone. And with winter like this, you shouldn’t go outside and care for the animals. The very ones that were keeping you alive. “Missy, they’ll starve if I don’t.”

She snarls and hisses at you, looking out towards Steve’s cabin. “I can’t…we barely know him.”

Meow.

“I can’t go out in the snow even if I wanted to. Jack will find us. And judging by this storm that wasn’t on the radar…Missy, he’s close.”

Meow.

Mistletoe jumps down from the counter, and lifts her paw to scratch at the door. This cat is too smart for her own good. She wants to collect Steve. And you’re sure he doesn’t understand her way of communicating. You aren’t even sure you did, or if it’s because of your seclusion.

“What are you going to do, tell him to get his butt down here with Sugar Cookie, and we live in the cabin for the rest of the winter and make him sleep on the couch?” Missy stares at you, pawing at the door again.

You couldn’t stop looking up the road, waiting for him to come back down here to you. It is ridiculous how everyday you would hope for a visit from him. You enjoyed his company. He made you not feel so alone, while also it was nice to look at him. And he was funny. He was kind. He was everything you had always wanted.

His eyes. My goodness he had the sweetest eyes. His dog is very cute as well. And…

Mistletoe scratches at the air and lets out an angry hiss towards you. “You know I can’t go out in the snow, and I don’t know how to get in touch with Steve. He just shows up at the right time.”

She growls at you again, and you exhale loudly. “Fine,” walking over to the door, you give it a tug, letting her shimmy out. Her toned legs carry her directly towards Steve’s house. With a bit of a struggle, you close and lock the door immediately. Dropping the curtain.

Jack would want your Christmas to be miserable. Bitter and cold. Sighing, you start to close all the curtains around the house. If he couldn’t see you, he couldn’t find you. If you didn’t invite him in, he couldn’t get to you. There is enough stuff in the basement to keep you well fed. Steve had even stacked up firewood beside your heater, even more on the porch.

You didn’t talk about Jack. He just knew you were afraid of winter. And they were the same thing.

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Steve jolts in his chair when he hears the tiny scratches, and even Sugar Cookie wiggles her entire body as she moves for the door waiting on her owner to open up. Mistletoe dashes in, meowing up at Steve. “Well, hello, you little bully. What can I do for you today?”

Circling Steve’s feet, she walks over to the door, looking back to the man, and Sugar Cookie joins in to look at him. “She’s not in trouble is she?” Mistletoe huffs, looking up at Steve. “So…is your mom just wanting me to visit? Clearly we need to exchange phone numbers. I don’t turn my phone off. Okay, okay,” he grins, grabbing for his phone and coat. Opening up the door to let both animals out, but Mistletoe stops.

Her ears twitch around, and her eyes look all around before she dashes down the road. “Sugar, let’s go, sweetheart. That cat never gets in a hurry.”

His feet slams into the snow as the wind whips around the odd trio. Beating the animals to the porch, he knocks quickly on the door, and it isn’t until Mistletoe lets out a blood curdling meow that you look up from the middle of the floor, “Missy?”

Walking to the door, you press your head against it. Fear courses through your veins after that sound, “Baby, are you alone?”

“Holly, it’s me.”

“Steve? She brought you? I’m being so rude,” you get an eerie feeling when you open the door. Inhaling deeply, just to be sure. No peppermint. You are safe, for now, “Thanks for tapping the snow off,” even if you hadn't known him long he always seems to remember your needs.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” You couldn’t deny your splotchy face and red rimmed eyes. But you don’t want to talk about it either. Steve would think you’re crazy. No one would ever understand your family dynamic. Instead you just shake your head, wiping away the stray tears on your face.

“I don’t want to force you, but you gotta give me something. Missy kinda scared me.”

“There’s a storm going on, and…it wasn’t on the radar, and I don’t want to be alone,” unannounced storms always meant Jack’s anger. He still hadn’t forgotten. He is still looking for you.

“Okay, you gotta couch,” even though his fingers are ice cold from outside, when he touches your arm, and pulls your body into his, it’s pure warmth. A coziness that feels like hot chocolate running down into your tummy. “I’ll leave the animals here. Let me get some more firewood loaded up, and clothes, and some extra food because I eat a lot. We’ll have a freeze-in, okay?”

“Did it smell like peppermint out there?” You hate that scent. It always meant Jack was near. He doesn’t laugh or look at you like you’re crazy. His smile softens as he hugs you again.

“No, let me get all that ready. The way this snow is coming down, I don’t have much time. I’m sure it’ll be piled all the way up to the windows. You stay here. Keep the doors locked, and breathe. When I come back, I’ll let you make some of your amazing soup while you tell me what’s really going on. I’ll even make brownies.”

You don’t want him to leave, and still understand why he needs to. Biting at your lip, you nod your head. “Don’t start cutting any vegetables until I get back, okay?”

“Okay,” he bundles himself up before heading towards the door again, “Steve, be careful, okay?”

“I will. You stay right here. Wood, more food, and clothes.”

“Toothbrush.”

“That, too. Stay warm,” he playfully demands before swiftly squeezing through the door.

“So, you gonna tell more about it?” You take a sip of your hot chocolate, your eyes staring blankly at Sugar Cookie and Mistletoe snuggling together by the door. Mistletoe always stayed close to the door in winter. Sometimes she’d hop into the bed with you, but she stood her guard by the main entrance. She is a smart kitty after all.

It had been so long since you fully got to snuggle with someone during your favorite time of year. You should be joyful, and instead you let your photography stop, you quit calling your parents, hell you left the most magical place in the world all because of Jack.

You now lived in so much isolation, you lost a bit of yourself. You turn your head away from Steve as you gaze at the curtains covering the big window in the living room. You loved snow. Loved to watch the tiny little snowflakes drift to the earth. You would have never had the curtains closed. You couldn’t even remember if Jack watched the snow with you.

So much of the good times were forgotten as his forever cold heart couldn’t take your glowing warmth. A joy that burned brightly in your soul like embers in a fire.

“You love and fear the winter,” he isn’t even asking. He hasn’t known you long, but he can see it. You nod your head, still keeping your head turned away from him. Having to wipe away a tear that didn’t want to stay put. “You don’t have to talk about it, Holly. I’m just trying to understand. We got a few days of being trapped in here.”

“You’re right,” sniffling, you turn to look back at the girls, as Steve sweetly calls them. They’re comfortable. Missy actually looks like she’s resting. “It’s hard being alone, and scared of winter, and still, I can’t leave.”

“An ex?” Of course Steve could sense that you were running and hiding from someone.

“Yeah,” you sigh, turning to fully look at Steve. “He wasn’t always bad. He’s different. Very powerful, and thrives this time of year. He became cold and unkind, and then possessive and obsessive, and…Steve, he wasn’t nice,” Steve looks away for a few seconds, his jaw clenching tight, and his knuckles turning white from how hard he’s gripping the couch.

“Did…did he,” he takes a deep breath, finally looking at you. “Did he hurt you?”

“It’s complicated,” his hand moves towards you, and you have to look at Missy, and her lazy self is snoring with Sugar Cookie. She was comfortable with Steve. She never had this sense of comfort with Jack. “No, it is complicated. He just…he’s always trying to compete with my dad, and…”

“Did he hurt you?” .

“He’s out of my life though.”

“And you’re still hiding, and afraid to touch something that you love,” even though you can feel his anger, you don’t fear him like you did with Jack. Steve’s anger is protective, and it gives you this strange feeling of importance. He wanted to keep you safe.

“He’s very powerful. You don’t understand.”

There’s a moment drifting between you and Steve, and only the girls’ snores and the crackling of the fireplace can be heard. You aren’t even sure if you’re breathing anymore, just waiting on what he has to say. This is going to be awkward starting off with an argument.

“I want to understand, and I’ll listen whenever you want to explain it to me. For now, why don’t you tell me about your family. Your dad is still alive?” You love talking about your family. They are the best family, and you hate that you’re having to be away from them in any capacity. “What’s his name?”

“Kris. My mom’s name is Carol.”

“There’s that smile. The one you were too shy to share with me. Why do you love winter so much?”

Your body relaxes into the couch again. Finally a topic you didn’t mind talking about a bit more. You can’t say too much, some things you just have to ease into, and him knowing about your family is one of them. Maybe one day things could be different.

“People dread winter, but there’s so much beauty in it. We get Christmas, and the world freezes for a moment. It stops and slows down, and everyone with it. We learn to appreciate the more simple things in life. The world just rests, and we do, too. And if you’re lucky to get snow, it’s beautiful. It looks like glitter. Do you not like winter?” You ask, biting at your lip.

Steve hadn’t stopped smiling at you. With every word you said, you just lit up. You had a calmness about you as you spoke about why you loved your favorite season, instead of hating it. You are absolutely stunning. Breathtaking even.

“Steve, stop staring at me like that,” Missy peeks open her eyes, and then settles herself right on top of Sugar Cookie. Neither you or Steve notice anything outside this bubble you had created.

You fear that if you say anything else that the warmth inside the bubble would dissipate. You wanted to keep it forever. What is it about Steve that makes you want him closer to your body? So you scoot a tiny bit closer. Close enough that your knees brush against each other, and you feel his warmth.

“W-what is it that your father does?” He hiccups, still not breaking the gaze he has on you.

“He’s a delivery man of sorts.”

“Amazing,” he whispers out. His finger brushes back some of your baby hairs, and they tickle along the shell of your ear. “The hot chocolate. It’s…it’s amazing. And your life sounds incredible,” he didn’t even know the half of it.

“Thanks. I used to put peppermint in it. The smell makes me sick to my stomach now. What about your family?”

“They passed a long time ago. I don’t really like to talk about it. So explain to me, you love your home and your family, and you came here to hide from your ex?” Saying it out loud sounds silly. You’re sure your parents could help you out. In some ways, your dad was Jack’s boss. But did you want them to? Did you want them to know how Jack really was?

“What did you do?” Steve really wanted to change the subject away from his family. Hopefully one day you hope he will open up to you. Even though you had secrets concerning your family, you’re telling him enough for now.

“I take pictures. My social media did well. I focused on Christmas. Traveled to different places to see how they celebrated, and what they ate. What their traditions were. I love every aspect of Christmas. It’s in my blood. Like…kinda like it’s in my blood,” you correct quickly. Steve had that same dopey look on his face as before, and you aren’t sure what to make of it. But it makes you feel fuzzy, “What?”

“I love to hear you talk about your passions. So if you’re not on your social media, who is seeing your work?”

“No one.”

“Can I see?”

You hadn’t logged in for so long. It was a creative outlet for you. Everyone always admired your parents, never even realizing who you are. What you could do. You enjoyed it. “You don’t have to show me.”

It was time that you stopped being so scared. You could turn off locations on your phone, Jack could find you in other ways. Why did you allow him to control so much of your life? It was time. Especially now that you were no longer alone.

Sighing, you stand to go get your phone, feeling Steve’s eyes watching your back until you return. The lazy Missy didn’t even stir. Her comfort relaxes you even more. She trusts Steve. She trusts no one outside of your family.

Turning your phone on, you click on the app, and hand it over to him. Letting him browse through your photos and reels. Each second his smile gets larger. Spreading wide across his face, “The spirit of Christmas, huh?”

“It’s what my dad always called me. Said that my enthusiasm towards the holiday is what made everything so holly and jolly,” you giggle thinking about how winters held so much warmth when you were home.

“So,” he says, putting down your phone. “What are our holiday traditions going to be this year? You don’t even have a tree up,” why and how is this man so adorable? Saying all the right words. “I’m just saying, it is very close to Christmas. What about these cookies? Triple chocolate oatmeal cookies, we should make some for Santa.”

“They’re my dad’s favorite,” you haven’t smiled like this in so long. Even though a blizzard is happening outside, the cabin is so warm and cozy, and it has nothing to do with the fireplace. You didn’t feel so alone. And then his hand naturally lands on your thigh, and you lean into his touch. It feels like flurries stir around in your belly, but you don’t want to pull away.

There doesn’t seem to be this veil of awkwardness looming over the two of you, it just is, and it is so amazing. “Okay, so it is late. Tomorrow we put up a tree of sorts.”

“I have a fake one under my bed. I don’t like walking in the snow.”

“I could pick us one out, but it’s not the same if we’re not together. I think the fake one will be perfect this time. Maybe next year, you’ll be more comfortable venturing out into the snow?” You nod your head with a smile. You already feel more confident about winter. “So the cookies?”

“I always have the ingredients for those cookies,” you look over to your bedroom. You can’t even believer you’re thinking this, much less ready to say it out loud. Steve is such a large man, and this couch was kind of small. What kind of host would you be? You needed him and basically invited him into your home. He is keeping you safe, and you can’t make him think you don’t want to extend some hospitality, “I feel bad that there’s only one bed.”

“You have a comfy couch,” huffing out a laugh, you look towards the girls, and Missy and Sugar Cookie have their heads lifted up, staring at you. If you were a crazy person, you’d think they were encouraging you to invite him into your bed. But you’re not that crazy.

“I have a big bed, too. I mean, lots of blankets, and there could still be enough space between us, and,” both the cat and the dog lay their heads back down, pretending to sleep. Now you worry that you are going crazy, “You don’t have to stay on the couch.”

“I won’t sleep in your bed if you’re not comfortable.”

“I wouldn't have asked if I wasn’t comfortable. But before bed, maybe we can watch a movie or something, and you decide how you feel? It doesn’t have to feel weird. And if you want to sleep on the couch you can, and if you change your mind in the middle of the night, you can.”

“I think that sounds amazing. Only if Missy will let me sleep in the bed with you,” she doesn’t look when Steve says her name, just stretches out a bit more on Sugar Cookie. “Here’s to new traditions,” Steve says proudly with his mug held high.

“To new traditions, and new friendships,” friendship. Even if you wish it could be so much more. “Wait! A new picture for my grid!” You snap a photo of the two half-drunk mugs. Editing the photo in a way that you can’t see nothing but the wooden coffee table and mugs. Your parents will be shocked to see two.

To new traditions, and new friendships.

And you hope to forgetting your ex.

Jack’s hand shakes with fury, and he cracks his neck, screaming up into the frosty air as he slings his phone onto the ground. “Little bitch!” He screams. You are playing games with him. Friendships. Traditions. Traditions weren’t new. They were what you did every year.

He just can’t believe you would come back to social media with a stupid post like that. You were supposed to spend Christmas with him! Winter with him.

Jingle bells.

Why the hell could he hear jingle bells as his snowflakes float to the ground. There is a warm smell in the air…marshmallows mixed with cinnamon. Oh, he’s angry. Furious. You are spending time with someone that is not him. If you want to spend your time elsewhere, he’ll make sure that they can’t get to you ever again.

Wherever you are, you’ll be trapped all alone. And with your scent becoming more powerful, he is close. And he will find you. And you’ll be all snowed in. Just the way you belonged.

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reniculousart · 10 months

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Finished comic of the opening scene in @gilly-moon s fic.

#rise of the guardians #rotg #fanfic #jack frost #shattered pieces #comic

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gilly-moon · 1 year

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Fingers became a palm, a blaze of heat on the side of his face, and against every reasonable thought of self-preservation, he closed his eyes and leaned into it.

- Shattered Pieces

#i am not above posting fanart of my own fanfic #i am both the author and the artist #and i will not be stopped #rise of the guardians #rotg #jack frost #kozmotis pitchiner #pitch black #blackice #my art

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retold-tales · 1 year

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Once Upon A Dream

Imagine being the only one to belive in jack frost and him falling for you and protecting you from pitch black

#fanfic #dreamworks #dreamworks imagine #dreamworks x reader #rise of the gaurdians #rise of the guardians #jack frost #jack frost imagine #jack frost x reader #jack frost x beliver reader

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theriseofthebravetangleddragons · 2 months

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WIP - A night sky

Based on that one fanfic i started writing 2 years ago oops

Im currently sketching on Paint and actually working on Fire alpaca, I have not done full digital illustrations in many years so please ignore my lacking technique and bad anatomy xoxo

Let me know what you think of this piece! ^_^)b

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ivorydragoness44 · 10 months

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Jack Frost x Reader: Forecast

Word Count: 356 Warnings: Reader being nervous about wind/approaching storm and accidental jump scare provided by Jack. Can be read as platonic or otherwise. Summary: A storm is approaching, making the Reader a little uneasy. The unexpected visit from Jack Frost comes at a greater surprise.

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Hearing a significant breeze outside, you grabbed your phone. It had been longer than you cared to admit since you had last checked the weather. You frowned as you saw the small radar show a band of rain. A cold front was on its way, and with it, thunderstorms. At least it was going to result in a stretch of cold weather. Unseasonably cold, but you would gladly take it. The weather outside had become warm rather quickly. So of course it had you missing longer sleeves, blankets, and perhaps a particular person. The wind picked up outside. It was starting to sound like a pat of a movie that you did not want to be involved in. There was something about it that was bringing about your nerves and, subsequently, your blood pressure. While your senses hyper-fixated on the wind, a loud noise and rush of air from another room made you jump. Running to shut the window, lest the nearing rain find its way into your home, you skidded to a stop.

“Ahh!” “What?” Jack Frost leapt up onto the nearest surface to search around the vicinity. “You!” You threw a pillow at him. “Hey. What’d I do?” He looked at you with a face twisted in confusion. “You startled me,” you panted briefly, trying to regain composure. “Oh.” His face fell at your words. “I’m sorry.” Slowly, Jack hopped back down to the floor. As he inched closer to you, he raised hands. “May I come closer?” A small smiled made its way onto your face. “Yeah,” you sighed. Hesitantly at first, Jack reached around you in a delicate hug. At least until you coiled your arms around him as if he would disappear at any given moment. “You just couldn’t stay away, could you?” You teased quietly. “Hah, I—” he began, but was cut off by a loud drumming of thunder. Jack felt as you tensed up and hugged you tighter. “Sorry about all of this. I just wanted to see you.” “It’s alright,” you nuzzled your face into his blue hoodie. “Nature works in miraculous ways, huh?” “It sure does.”

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Wow, my first Jack Frost fanfiction posted not during a holiday season hahah.

I hope you enjoyed reading, and thank you! Reblog maybe?

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shelfwar · 2 years

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You Found Me ❄Jack Frost X Reader❄

It has been 3,000 years since I became mother nature, but that's what Manny calls me. You know the man in the moon.

Anyway, I'm currently doing my nightly watch of my precious animals and weather when I see an abnormally large rabbit zoom past me. "Hello?" I yelled as I saw it again. "Who are you, and what do you want!" "So it is true a new Guardian." Out of the dark street I saw a large bunny with a holster filled with Easter eggs, while holding a red sack. "Bunnymund?" "That's right mate." "You asshole" "Language." "I prefer not to." "Hmp, have it your way." All of a sudden I saw two yetis pick me up and throw me into the sack. "Hey what the hell?!?!" "See Yeah there!" Bunnymund threw me somewhere as I heard his yelling along with the yetis.

"Ahh what the fuck!" I screeched as I felt hard ground beneath me. "Shh, guys I can't believe she's here." I opened the bag up to see 5 figures standing in front of me. "Where am I?" "Oh my sweet y/n your at the north pole." A fairy looking girl came flying up to me. "North Pole? Wait it exists?" "Yes it is, now let me introduce myself and the rest of us. My name is North also known as Santa. This is tooth." North pointed to the fairy lady.

"I'm tooth, also know as the Tooth Fairy!" She gleamed as she helped me stand up. "This is Bunnymund" North point out to the rabbit like human. "Asshole I growled at him." "I'm not an asshole sweetheart, I'm the Easter Bunny" I groaned.

"This is Sandy" North pointed to a sleepy cloud of a man. "Sandy, Sandy wake up" North poked him until he woke with a startle. Above Sandy was a sandy hand that waved to me. "He is also known at Sandman." North chuckled.

"And lastly this is Jack." North pointed to a young man with white hair; along with a blue hoodie and staff. This has to be the most attractive man I have ever laid eyes on. "I'm Jack frost, nice to meet you." "Th-thanks" I blushed

Some how some way a dark figure appears out of thin air as I'm pollinating the desert flowers. "Ah, you must be the new Guardian." He growled as his full appearance came into view. "Your Pitch." "Yes I am, my dear." "Where's Sandy you asshole?" I growled. "No where my dear." Pitch thrusted his hands out as 3 horses came after me. Immediately I threw out some thunder clouds but that no effect on them whatsoever.

"No, please dont!" I cried as the dark powder ingulfed me.

Jack's POV

Since the day y/n has became a Guardian, there was like a magnetic force attached to her, like it was ment to be. In my gut I felt like I met her in some way shape or form which, in then we became close friends.

As I was flying around with baby tooth, I heard a familiar name being called. So I followed it.

When I found the sound it led me to and old bed where pitch was standing. "Pitch." I growled at him. "Why hello Jack" He chuckled as he held something gold in his hand that had y/n face on the end of the tube.

"Why do you have that Pitch?" "Oh this little thing?" "Why don't you find out!" I lunged at him but he disappeared. "Oh Jack! Come and find me!" Baby tooth was no longer on my shoulder, as panic rose in my chest. I followed his voice until I made it to a snowy area, where he stood with baby tooth in one hand and in the other y/n. "Jack" She cried as she saw me. "Y/n, baby tooth."

"Oh looky here, I have two of Jack's favorite things in the world, his friend baby tooth and his wife y/n." Wife, wait I have a wife? "Now in order to save these two you can give me the staff and all of this will be over." I glared at him and then down to baby tooth and y/n. "Jack don't do it, I'm fine!" She yelled before being shut up by pitches powder.

I needed to save them, so I gave him my staff. "Now give them to me." Pitch smiled before he spoke. "No." Pitch broke the staff as I felt a pain in my stomach. "Jack!" I heard someone yell before a force threw me to the ice wall.

Your Pov

After Pitch threw Jack, he threw me, baby tooth and the staff right after him. Then came darkness, I felt a little tap of my face as I opened my eyes to see baby tooth looking at me with concern. "Baby tooth are you okay" She let out a little squeak in response. I looked over and saw Jack passed out cold. "Jack!" I crawled over to where Jack laid as I placed my hands on his cheeks.

"Jack, please wake up." He let out a groan as his eyes started to slowly open. "Y/n." His voice deep, from coming back from consciousness. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine, Jack." He let out a content sigh as he shifted to sit up. As he was doing so I noticed a gold thing poking from his pocket.

"Jack what is that?" I pointed to his pocket. "I dunno, baby tooth gave me this and she saved yours to." He handed me the tube as I ran my hands over it. Before I could say anything memories came flooding back.

"Hi, I'm y/n. What's your name?" "My name is Jackson, wanna be friends?" "Sure!" A younger me chirped as I hugged the brown haired boy. Then came another memory: "Jack?" "Hmm?" "I like you." I let out a blush as the teen Jack kissed my hands. "I like you to y/n" Jack started to lean in as we met in a kiss. "Thank you" "Your welcome" He chuckled as we bumped our foreheads together.

As the last memory came in I saw myself crying while laying in bed. I had a love letter that was signed by Jack as his sister came in to tell me he had fallen in the ice. "Jack's gone y/n, he fell through the ice." A little girl told me. "My husband is gone" I cried as I was brought back to the present.

I looked over at Jack as I felt tears flowing down my cheeks. "I had a wife, and- and it was you" He said shocked. He then looked at me and engulfed me in a hug. "I'm sorry y/n." "Jack" I cried as he planted a kiss on my head. He broke the hug and looked at me. "I'm your husband?" "Yeah, and I saw you, it was weird." I chuckled. "We were in love?" He whispered as he took my hands in his.

Baby tooth let out a little nod as we both smiled. Immediately Jack locked his lips with mine as we kissed with so much passion it hurt. "Jack, I love you!" "I love you to mother nature" He chuckled as he imbraced me in another hug.

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