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im actually so excited omg i dont wanna sound mean actually the opposite but you write for a couple of pretty dead fandoms and im just so happy to see new writers for them.
can i request hcs for rotg (either jack frost, or bunnymund, or pitch, whoever you like. maybe the three of them??? idk go nuts show nuts) with a grim reaper reader? thanks! :D
Headcanons: Jack Frost, Pitch Black and E. Aster Bunnymund with Grim Reaper! Reader
A/N: anon I'm dying at go nuts show nuts, that's the funniest shit i've read in a while but anyways yeah, all 3 sounds good to me lmao. also, I wasn't sure if you wanted platonic or romantic so i just kept it on the friendly side, i hope that's okay!
Word Count: 450
Warnings: mentions of death/ dead people
Jack:
Jack is a bit wary around you at first simply due to the nature of your job.
But once he sees just how gentle and kind you are with the souls you reap, he's back on board with getting to know you.
As he gets more comfortable with you, he'll definitely make fun of you like he does with the other guardians but he does it with love!
Jack will occasionally accompany you when you're reaping a younger soul. His presence seems to calm them down if they begin to panic, even if they sometimes can't see him.
If you ever get a break from reaping, he will invite you to participate in one of his famous snow day snowball fights as a way to forget about the sadness that sometimes comes with the responsibility of being a being of death.
He's still the excitable and reckless Jack Frost but when you're around, he's more mellowed out and - forgive the pun- chill to hang out with.
Pitch:
Pitch is intrigued by you from the start.
While he may control people's fears, it is a rare occasion for him to actually interact with one, let alone one as important as the personification of death itself.
He knows just how powerful a reaper can be so he is always sure to treat you with the respect you deserve.
The one time Pitch tried to convince you to join him against the Guardians, it ended with a scythe pointed at his neck and a stern scolding from you, so he doesn't bring that subject up around you anymore.
Pitch actually enjoys spending time with you though, he feels that your presence is much more tranquil and calm than that of the other spirits he knows.
He can be maniacal and full of himself but deep down he has a strange admiration for you and the job you do.
Bunnymund:
Bunny has known you for a long time and has come to highly regard you as an ally.
You two mesh well together, because without the deaths you take watch of, he wouldn't be able to help bring new bouts of life into the world.
He refuses to see any of the souls you may bring around The Warren though, it makes him kind of squeamish.
He will occasionally help you wrangle up a lost soul or two but it's very uncommon for him to be around during the actual reaping.
Bunnymund and you do spend the most time together just because your roles are so interconnected with one another (Guardians of Life and Death and all that).
All in all, You and Bunny are very close knit and have a great respect for one another.
#rise of the guardians#rise of the guardians imagine#jack frost x reader#bunnymund x reader#pitch black x reader#headcanon
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If your pumpkins seemed to have vanished from your porch overnight, don't worry! The autumn spirits wanted a snack and probably shared it with your neighborhood wildlife.
You'll know if Jack Frost took them by checking if the dew on your grass looks frosty.
Although Pitch isn't a seasonal spirit, he is prone to taking a seed or two. Though he's more notorious for taking halloween candy that ended up under kids beds. Especially secret stashes.
Mother Nature is never caught. She is simply too good.
#jack frost#guardians of childhood#rise of the guardians#pitch black#jack frost rotg#pitch black rotg#jack frost rotgoc#pitch black rotgoc#headcanons#mother nature#mother nature rotg#mother nature rotgoc#emily jane pitchiner#seraphina pitchiner
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PITCH BLACK HE NEEDS TO BE REDEEMED HE WASNT EVEN EVIL ORIGINALLY HE WAS SPACE GENERAL AND LITERALLY GOT TAKEN CONTROL OF BY THESE SHADOW ALIENS????
(the lore is wild I cannot make this up)
Pitch Black from Rise of the Guardians is Christian!
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Blackice Headcanons ❄️🖤
Pitch and Jack will occasionally go back and visit Antarctica where that giant sculpture of ice and shadow still stands. The memories of how it came to be aren’t the greatest, but it remains as a symbol of how beautiful cold and dark go together. They’ve since spent dates there, had snowball fights, danced in its shadow under the moon, hashed out arguments, and otherwise made it their spot. It’s become a physical reminder that no matter what they’re always together in some way. <3
#rise of the guardians#rotg#rotg headcanons#headcanons#jack frost#pitch black#blackice#blackicerotg#blackcie rotg
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personal opinion, i like to think that all spirits depending on what kind of spirits they are, have characteristics of what they do or how they became who they are now, ill take Jack Frost for example.
id like to think that he's somewhat shaking, because of how cold it is. (movie wise) he drowned to death and became a winter spirit, so shaking/quivering constantly or semi constantly does somewhat check out on how he could behave. i also might say that he just has a hard time breathing (because yes he did indeed drown to death)
he could also feel like he's warm during this quivering, hypothermia victims do end up having some article of clothing removed because their bodies are trying to make up for the fact that their body is failing and thus the body turns off its cold receptors to help the organs.
now about some others
do you think that Pitch Black (now semi book wise) is constantly paranoid? he did technically die as soon as he got possessed but lets ignore that for now. him being in a constant state of paranoia and fear would make up for how he behaves with the fearlings, lets say the fearlings right now aren't doing anything to Pitch, id say that he would be in a delusion and acting erratically.
he'd probably have some moments of lucidity but it would still be in a high paranoid situation just not as delusional.
but like
jack frost is neat, so is pitch.
they're my little guys :D
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Would you have any headcanons with Pitch and his S/O with ADHD and how me manages them?
Yeah! Sorry if this is late! I won't get into specifics and try to generalize certain stuff! I hope you like it!
He would definitely try to ask you directly of your own preferences and symptoms
He doesn't really mind any fidgeting or stimming. It only matters if you start hurting yourself, like biting or ripping nails, or picking at your skin, etc.
He'll definitely try and find something for you to play with, depending on what you like or prefer
If you're interested in his nightmare sand, he would get you a glass filled with nightmare sand for you to play with - pocket sized and accessible for you to play with
He's often focused on the way you play with it and the way you look at it. How you're so focused and fascinated by it.....he's in love.
It's obvious that he's been around for a long time, longer than he can even recollect. So he enjoys whatever topics you're focused on or interested in
He likes having someone to talk about certain topics, especially things no one else seems to take interest in
If you're interested in a particular historical event or natural events, Pitch will definitely take you there for a visit. Or a museum for the historical event, since certain historical areas have become memorials
You don't have to worry about losing Pitch in a conversation. He can keep up fairly well
Truth be told, he could just listen to you talk or rant on hours on end
He'll try to remind you to drink water or eat, but since he's a spirit and those things aren't a necessity, he forgets
To solve this, he has the fearlings to 'remind' you. Though, it's mostly just insults and he always gives them the biggest glare whenever they constantly push you. He threatened to feed them to the Nightmares if they weren't nicer
Now the Fearlings remind you of your basic necessities and self care
Although he may not really admit how lonely he was, or how you filled that hole. He constantly questions why you like to stay at his lair.
"The lighting is nice, not really bright or artifical like most places.....and it's nice and quiet." You shrugged. "Very peaceful."
".....but it's gloomy."
"Doesn't matter to me, that can always be fixed or arranged with the right decorum." You hesitated a bit, "Plus, it reminds me of you and it's the only place I get to spend time with you."
He never questioned you again after that
#pitch black rotg#pitch black x reader#pitch black/reader#pitch black rise of the guardians#rise of the guardians#rotg pitch black#headcanon#rotg headcanon#adhd reader#adhd
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I want to write this life series fic that involves joel chasing scott in the middle of the night with a weapon but making joel intimidating is hard. especially if it's his pov. he is not scary (I will figure this out but it's a challenge)
the point of the fic is that scott outsmarts him, so scott's only meant to be a little intimidated, but joel needs to be intimidating to the reader. since he's red and we know how he is, like 'oh boy what's wrong with him'. meanwhile his dialogue right now is like "it's past your bedtime. idiot" because my habit of writing characters as accurately as possible is taking precedence again
#random stuff#I came up with this headcanon that between sessions the world goes pitch black like beta minecraft#and I wanted to write about it as well
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Twilight gets overestimated/sensory overloads when there's too much light/stuff is too bright
#linked universe#lu headcanons#lu twilight#let me project on him in peace#BUT LIKE IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE#YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND THE VISION#literally why else is his basement pitch black /hj but not really im so serious about this headcanon#hes kinda autistic just like me guys#moon emissary thoughts
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Small lil headcannon about Mori is that he loves being cruel, but he loves being cruel in very subtle or misleading ways. I think he almost sees it as a form of art:
Like sure, he can have you skinned alive, but he can also poison that stray cat Dazai's been feeding, just to keep him in line.
Of course he can have you drowned, but he'd much prefer lining the entirety of Chuuya's gloves with lamb's skin, just to remind him where he came from.
#dark era? more like pitch black#lamb's skin is like really soft#imagine chuuya saying they're so soft and asking what they're made out of 💀💀💀#rip kitty fr#cats deserve so much#bungo stray dogs dazai#port mafia#bungo stray dogs chuuya#bungo sd#bungo stray dogs#mr stray dog#dazai#nakahara chuuya#osamu dazai#bungo stray dogs Mori#mori ougai#headcanon
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rotg headcanon: when someone dies they are reincarnated into one of the little tooth fairies if they have done enough good in their life. This is why Jack and Baby Tooth have such a strong bond because it’s his sister. (Baby Tooth and Jack’s sister have the same beauty marks)
#rise of the guardians#jack frost#rotg#bunnymund#sandy#the sandman#tooth#tooth fairy#easter bunny#santa claus#north#pitch black#headcanon#rotg fanfiction#baby tooth
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Dating requests of bunnymund and pitch black (separately) where they���re dating the guardian of love?
A/N: i feel this is utter garbo, but i hope it's still good enough to post 😭😭😭
Word Count:430
Warnings: none i think
Headcanons E. Aster Bunnymund and Pitch Black with a Guardian of Love! S/O
Bunny:
Bunnymund is fantastic to date!
As the Guardians of Hope and Love, you compliment each other very well. You take care of and respect each other more than anyone else on earth.
He's still tough and agile on the outside but when the two of you are able to get some peace and quiet, he's a gentle giant who just wants to cuddle.
He'd definitely be the one to call you cheesy but sweet nicknames (i.e. lovebug, cutie, muffin and of course, the ever so classic darling.)
He adores you and would do almost anything you asked if it would make you him happy, and the same applies for you.
You would both be fiercely protective of each other too. If either of you has any little inkling that the other maybe in trouble, you're rushing off to find each other.
There are times when he thinks that you may have used your powers on him to make him love you, but when he sees the look of true affection your eyes, he knows what you have together is real.
Bunny would joke that you're his own personal Cupid sent straight from the Man in the Moon and tells you he wouldn't trade you for anything.
Pitch:
Pitch is a rather reserved man. All dark corners and silent contemplation but that changes once you enter the picture.
You bring the perfect amount of color and liveliness into his monotone world.
He doesn't understand how someone could be so different from him yet be the perfect match for him. Pitch loves you more than he thought possible for someone like himself.
And while he's still bitter about his place in the world, he's less so truly angry about it with you by his side.
He will still get mad at the way humans and the other guardians have treated him, but he could never find it in himself to be angry at you.
He really tries to be a better person but if anything bad were to ever happen to you, he'd burn the entire world to the ground to take revenge.
Pitch may not always verbally express it, but its clear that he loves you just by the way he behaves around you.
Around others, he's stiff and stoic but when he's alone with you, his entire demeanor visibly softens and relaxes.
Whenever you're alone, he will secretly relish in any bit of physical affection you might give him. He was so lonely for such a long time but you changed his life simply by being there for him.
#rise of the guardians#rise of the guardians imagine#bunnymund x reader#pitch black x reader#headcanon
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Back at it again with the rare late night thought. Spirits being opposite/having opposite natures and being each other's "shadow" are two different experiences.
Jack wouldn't immediately hate a Summer spirit, nor would he loathe a fire elemental but perhaps it also depends on a spirit's personality. Perhaps they see their natural opposite as an annoyance but it pales to their "shadow".
A spirit's "shadow" is everything they are not. Their center, their core being is completely mirrored by the other. For example, Sandy and Pitch are shadows of each other beyond just nightmare and dreams. They are each; tall and short, talkative and quiet. It's a quiet rivalry that goes beyond their work. The two mirror and complete the other in a balanced sense.
A more cooperative example is Nicholas St North and Krampus. In the past they were like Sandman and The Boogeyman but the balance they brought as each other's shadow grew to be necessary for the their survival. They are an example of a codependent shadow dynamic. They keep the status quo while not ending the life of one another.
Not every spirit has their own shadow spirit but it can lead to interesting results when one does. They could find balance and develop something more akin to a silent alliance or a relationship, perhaps they drift apart or in the worst case scenario it ends in murder for dominance of their sphere of influence.
Being an opposite doesn't immediately make the two spirits enemies..but the same cant be said for shadows.
#this has been: nobody asked kris#guardians of childhood#rise of the guardians#pitch black#sanderson mansnoozie#pitch black rotg#sandy rotg#sandman rotg#sandy#nicholas st north goc#nicholas st north rotg#nicholas st. north#krampus#krampus rotg#headcanons
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Even more Rotg headcanons <3
Jack loves to sew, he favors sewing with a machine rather than hand sewing
Bunny mostly eats meats, but will have other things
North knows how to knit and crochet and will make anyone a cozy sweater
Tooth loves dancing, but in particular Indian classical dance and sister of flight dances
Sandy knows every sign language. If it can be communicated without verbal words, he will use it.
North gifted Jack his own globe of belief, a small necklace that also doubles as a fidget. Since it’s small, North imbued it with a feature that allows Jack to zoom in on certain areas
Pitch used to accessorize with gold, but no longer does because of the association of gold with Sandy
Pitch sometimes sees unfamiliar faces in his nightmares. A beautiful woman (usually with shards of glass framing her face) and a young child that shares Pitch’s facial structure. They pop up so frequently that Pitch can’t tell if they were humans that he forgot.
While he was human, North loved to make his friends good hearty soups (yes he stole the money to get the ingredients, what about it?)
Jack loves street burritos, but especially ones from New York City. Because he can’t order it himself, he usually steals them from customers who are being mean
Jack sends Bunny videos of the chocolate guy (Amaury Guichon) and Bunny nerds out every time he sees them. He starts praising the chocolate guy and talking about what the different techniques that he uses that how he makes things that taste good even if they are for a display piece and not to be eaten.
Kathrine gave Bunny one of Kailash’s eggs
Jack loves dogs
He had one for awhile, a husky that was able to withstand the cold temperatures Jack operated in. He named him ‘Frosty Jr.’ and took very good care of him. Unfortunately, it didn’t last forever.
Tooth is physically 18-19ish years old
#rise of the guardians#rotg#headcanons#jack frost#jackson overland frost#pitch black#guardians of childhood#toothiana#e. aster bunnymund#sanderson mansnoozie#nicholas st. north#kailash#katherine shalazar#kozmotis pitchiner
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Blackice Headcanons~
Sorry it's been a while
Pitch will occasionally cuddle with Jack under their bed/any bed. For Pitch, it’s similar to sneaking his lover into his work office, and a way to make it feel like less of a place he’s confined to. It’s stuffy and dusty and uncomfortable, but being so close to Pitch, surrounded by his touch and his warmth, Jack definitely doesn’t mind. 🖤❄️
#rise of the guardians#rotg#headcanons#rotg headcanons#jack frost#pitch black#blackice#blackicerotg#blackice rotg#blackice headcanons
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had this been done before—
james:
regulus:
#okay hear me ouuuuuuuuttt#it fits well tho#EVEN THO I KNOW SHES DEFINITELY BISEXUAL—#BECAUSE HER AND CHLOE—#but still 🤷??#jesse is a james potter variant#pitch perfect#jegulus#jegulus headcanon#starchaser#marauders headcanon#james potter#regulus black
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Celebrating their Birthday pt.1(?)
The reader celebrates their birthday (all the characters I write for) can be platonic or romantic: Ultron, Peter Pan, Felix, Pitch Black, and Jack Frost
Warning: a little suggestive for Pitch
Ultron
It was a random thought that came to you. He would always celebrate your birthday, but you never recalled celebrating his birthday. Curious, you slipped into the living room where Ultron was. He was busy fiddling with something and you took the seat next to him.
"Hm? Are you hungry?" He looked up from his activity.
"No, I just have a question."
"You're welcome to ask away."
"When's your birthday?"
He seemed to hesitate before answering, "I don't have one."
"Of course you do! The day you came into existence is your birthday." Knowing he couldn't really shake you off, he replies with the date he saw when he first woke.
You jumped up from your seat. "That's tomorrow!"
"Mm." Ultron hummed. He watched you disappear into the room out of the corner of his eyes. As it was his first birthday celebration, you wanted everything to be perfect. And when tomorrow came, you made sure everything was still where you left them. Of course, Ultron was up early and occupied in the kitchen to prep breakfast.
"Good morning!"
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah." You peered over to see what he was cooking. "I shouldn't be making you cook for me on your birthday." You huffed, crossing your arms. Ultron raised a brow at you.
"Well it's my pleasure. Plus, you can't cook."
"Ouch."
"It's true."
"It is." You laughed. While Ultron was finishing up, you set the table and brought out his gift as well as his card that you had made. As you stared at them in your hands, you started to have second thoughts as his gifts were more intricate and well thought out. You glanced over at Ultron and started to doubt yourself. Before you knew it, he approached the table with breakfast in hand.
"Are you alright?"
"Uh, yeah!" He watched you sit down and he took the seat across from you. "Do you have any plans?"
"Not today." He hummed. You nodded and slowly drew out his gifts in your hand.
"Well...it's not much," you bit your lips as you handed them to Ultron. He stared at them and then back to you. "I...I wish I prepared something more for you. You've done so much for me and looking back on it, my gifts seems so insignificant compared to yours. You deserve a lot and I promise I'll—"
"Thank you." Ultron smiled. You looked up at him, as you were staring at the uneaten food, to see that he was staring at the card. "You're the first person to do something like this for me.....you may not know it, but I really appreciate everything you do. Thank you." You smiled at him, but his smile dropped when tears started to fall.
"W-what's wrong?" Panicking, Ultron stood from his seat to move towards you. When he was next to you, you threw your arms around him.
"You mean so much to me." You cried. Ultron rubbed your back softly as you cling to his waist.
As your tears died down, he teased, "shouldn't I be the one crying?" You laughed between your cries. You managed to shout out a choked 'happy birthday' for him. For the rest of the day, you and Ultron spent the time doing anything he enjoyed. Which mostly consisted of rewatching movies, finding a remote area to watch the sunset together, talking under the stars – just enjoying your company was all he could ever want.
"Thank you for today.....I genuinely enjoyed it and you....." Ultron paused. "Well, I never enjoyed my 'birthday' since it wasn't as pleasant but you made it easier. Thank you for everything."
"Of course! This is literally the least I could do for you." You smiled sheepishly. "You deserve the day for yourself."
Peter Pan
It wasn't odd that no one knew anything about Pan, but you bet Felix did.
"Hey, Felix." You whispered. The boy was scraping down the last spoonful of his plate and he shot you a puzzled look. "When's Pan's birthday?"
"Ask him." He responded.
"Where's the fun in that?" You whined. "I bet you know."
"Nope."
"You're lying."
"I'm not." Felix shrugged. "He never told me."
"Well that's a surprise." You huffed.
"Just ask him." Felix nodded towards Pan. You let out a sigh, you knew he was right. Speak of the devil, Pan walked over to the two of you and took the seat next to you.
"I heard my name." Pan raised a brow. "Ask me what?" You don't know why you felt your face flush but you glanced at Felix, who immediately avoided your gaze.
You sighed, "Well, we were wondering when your birthday is."
"They were." Felix corrected.
"Oh shut up. I know you're curious too." You scoffed. Pan just chuckled.
"Alright, I'll tell you two." He smirked. "But first, I want to hear your guesses."
"You look like a summer child, so.....June?"
"August?"
"May?" The two of you took turns randomly listing month and dates. While Pan just sat back with a cheeky grin.
"Alright. Wow, you guys weren't even close." Pan scoffed while you and Felix glared at him. Eventually, Pan told you his birthday.
"Oh! That's.....that's.....I don't even know what day it is." You realized. Pan had a smug look on his face.
"Oh don't worry about it. It's not like I expect much anyways." Pan stated. "Alright, it's nearly curfew." He stood up abruptly, dismissing everyone to bed. You eyed him cautiously. You stood up too, but stood besides Pan.
"It's today, isn't it?"
"Hm, what is?"
"Your birthday." You said. Pan shot you a short smile, it wasn't a cheeky smile but something that was all too familiar. "Come on." You took his hand and dragged him away from the camp.
"—(Y/N), seriously, I don't really celebrate—"
"I'm not hearing you out." You dismissed. Pan caught up with your pace, not resisting anymore and the two of you walked hand in hand through Neverland. Eventually, you came into a clearing where the view was absolutely breathtaking. It had a perfect scenery of the ocean with the full moon, the forest behind you. It looked like something out of a fantasy world.
"I see you've done some exploring." Pan chuckled. He was taking in the scenery and wasn't paying attention to you rapidly trying to set stuff up. So when he turned around to look at you, you were already sitting with cake. "Where–?"
"I was saving it." You replied. "For a special occasion, but I think that time is now." Pan sat across from you. In the dim moonlight, you could see a soft smile forming and....were those, tears?
"....thank you." He turned his face away to brush away the tears.
"Pan—"
"I just got dust in my eyes, I'll be fine." He dismissed and you let out a short giggle at how stubborn he was.
"Come on, it's supposed to be a happy occasion. That's why it's 'happy birthday'." You teased. "Happy birthday, Peter." Throughout the night, the two of you finished the cake under the stars while conversing. Soon enough, it came to an end and you walked back to camp with Pan.
"How can I thank you?" He cleared his throat.
"What is there to thank? It's the bare necessity."
"Either way....you still cared."
"Fine, since I know you won't stop pestering me." You bit the inside of your cheek. "I'll take a hug."
"A hug?"
"A hug." You smiled. Pan just shrugged and brought you into his embrace. You squeezed him gently as you felt him relax into you. Although your grip on him began to loosen, he didn't let go. You held him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. "Are you alright?"
"Mmm, I like this."
"Hey, this is suppose to be my gift."
"I know you're enjoying this." Pan mumbled and you chuckled. He let go and you swore you could see the flush of his cheeks.
"Good night Pan." You smiled. Pan's smile faded as he nodded, a little sad that you had gone back to calling him 'Pan' instead of 'Peter'.
"Good night [Y/N]." He replied. "But next time, call me Peter."
"Will do!" You chuckled before heading towards your tent. Pan left with a giant ass smile.
Felix
He was a quiet and reserved guy, so it wasn't a surprise when the other lost boys couldn't answer your question. You had known Felix for quite some time, yet he never mentioned his past nor his birthday to you. But you bet that one person knew.
"I don't know." Pan shrugged. You stared at him in disbelief.
"You're kidding."
"I'm not." He scoffed. "When have I ever 'kid'?"
"Do you want me to answer that?" You raised your eyebrow at him as he smirked at your rebuttal.
"Fine." After he told you the day and what day today was, you thanked him quickly before making a beeline to your tent. You realized you didn't have anything for Felix, no present, no card, no cake. So you rushed back to Pan to tell him your plan.
Eventually, Felix returned from the hunt with a few other lost boys. You rushed to Felix, "I can get that for you." You insisted.
"It's okay, I got it." Felix dismissed.
"No I got it." You assured. He stared at you in confusion before finally handing the hunt to you. There was a soft grunt from you, but ignored Felix's raised brow. He went to Pan and watched as you lugged the hunt to the campfire. You immediately told the returning lost boys the plan, and they all agreed. The rest of the night, everyone took Felix's regular duties. Which left him confused and a little sad.
"Am I no longer your best man?" You overheard him asking to Pan.
"What? Of course you are." Pan scoffed. "I just thought, today may be a good day for you to get some rest. The other lost ones can handle it." Felix didn't seem convinced, but he just nodded since it was Pan.
Finally, as dinner came to an end, the campfire started. To further avoid suspicion from Felix, Pan began the tune as normal. You watched in anticipation as Felix tended to the fire. Then, the music changed to a tuned down 'happy birthday'. The lost boys began to dance and clap in rhythm as Felix's expression turned dumbfounded until you brought out the cake, provided by Pan.
"What–?"
"Happy birthday, Felix!" You smiled. Pan smiled as he watched Felix blow out the candles and everyone cheered. You distributed cake to everyone, obviously giving Felix and Pan the biggest piece.
"You told them, didn't you." Felix whispered to Pan.
"'Course I did." Pan smirked. "Happy birthday, Felix." You watched as Felix's face flush and nod. You turned away before they could catch your gaze.
Pitch Black
You had the entire day thought out. The morning would be casual and simple, then you two would go out for lunch - to a restaurant or cuisine of his own choosing. Return to spend more time together before you cook him his favorite dinner and finally give him his gift, then watch horror movies together. You sighed in content and hoped the day would actually go as planned.
Though, speaking of Pitch, he was nowhere to be found around his entire lair. You searched high and low until the shadows stirred.
"Oi, where's Pitch?" You asked them. They scowled and whispered amongst themselves until they finally answered.
"A Nightmare had escaped last night, and Lord Pitch went out to take care of it. The mare had caused quite a havoc." You gritted your teeth. Of course this would happen on a this day, the last birthday, he had gotten trapped in a dream catcher. You just hoped it wouldn't take long.
A few hours went by and you decided to start prepping for dinner. The fearlings curiously watched you, inching closer but you smacked them away from the food.
"Lord Pitch should've arrived by now." The Fearlings all sighed, and you joined them. You stared at the collection of horror movies he had. "Oooh, that one is good." They pointed at one of the horror movies and you picked it up. As you scanned the summary, a lone fearling rushed in.
"He's here! Lord Pitch is on his way!" The other Fearlings cheered and you sighed in relief as Pitch descended into his lair on a nightmare.
"–Ridiculous. Get out of my sight before I vaporize you." Pitch growled as the Nightmare galloped away. "Should've left them to the Guardians." His stern face diminished when he saw you and realized the time.
"Pitch–"
"(Y/N), I am so sorry for the delay.....I wasn't expecting it to take so long–" He explained, but you went in for a hug.
"Happy birthday." You sighed. Pitch gently rubbed your back in reassurance while the Fearlings snickered nearby. He sent them a deathly stare and they all went running into the shadows. Finally, you pulled away and dragged him to the kitchen. "I made you dinner, it might be cold but I can reheat it. I know you had a long day–" you started, but Pitch pulled you towards him. You faced him, flush against his chest as his other hand cupped your cheek before he pressed his lips to yours. He pushed you against the counter and lifted you on top of it, his hands now gripping your waist.
"The dinner can wait, I'd rather spend this moment with you." Pitch hummed.
Jack Frost
You knew Jack's birthday was coming up and you wanted to prepare something special. It's been a few years since you two met and of course you would throw a tiny celebration. By 'tiny' it would just be the two of you. You had already set up the cake, it was an ice cream cake and it was decorated with extreme care and thought.
Now, you stood in your room trying to plan out the entire day for him. "Perhaps if I took him ice skating.....? No, that's too simple. What about an amusement park? Too busy and he might be reminded that some people can't see him......" You were busy thinking out loud, that you hadn't noticed Jack fly in.
"Yo." He finally greeted, causing you to jump. "So? What's so special about tomorrow that's got you so worked up?" He didn't know?
"When did you get here?" You rushed around trying to clean up your room.
"Eh, just a minute ago." Jack tilted his head at you. "Do you plan on doing something tomorrow? Cause I'll be busy." Your heart sunk. Truth be told, Jack was just messing with you.
"Oh, huh. I was hoping we could spend the day together." You chuckled nervously. Jack shook his head. "You can't even visit for a minute?"
"Nope." Jack grinned. Which made you realize his little prank.
"You little–" you scowled as he laughed. "Jerk."
"I'm sorry–" Jack cried out in between laughs.
You rolled your eyes and smirked, "you know what? No cake for you."
"No." Jack gasped.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry, (Y/N)!"
"Nope, it's too late." You smirked as Jack played along. Sooner or later the two of you came to an agreement when the birthday would start.
The day finally arrived and you were starting to worry about how plain his birthday might've been. And it was definitely difficult to navigate without Jack having to use his powers.....despite him making it clear that he was fine with it, you still insisted on driving. Truth be told, there wasn't much to do in Pennsylvania, even if you drove for a couple of hours. So, you took Jack around town and bought everything he wanted or needed.
"Are you sure? I don't want to waste your money like thay......I know how hard you worked for it." Jack scratched his head.
"Yes I'm sure." You grunted out, ignoring the strange look the cashier was giving you. The two of you settled on ice cream as you walked around, even coming across a lake where the two of you dipped your feet in. The peaceful moment lasted about a second before Jack kicked water at you. The water fight was one sided as Jack turned the water into ice, and you were shivering from the cold. "Jerk."
"You love me."
"In your dreams." You teased. As you drove back home, you couldn't help but think it was too simple. "....I'm sure you've had better birthdays in the past......I'm sorry if it's too boring or something like that." Jack gave you a quizzical look.
"No, this is the best birthday I could ask for. I don't know why you think that it's boring....." Jack chewed the inside of his cheek. "I had a lot of fun, and I have you to thank for it. Plus, I never really knew my birthday when I lost my memories."
"Oh fuck, I'm sorry Jack."
"No don't be." He smiled. "I genuinely had fun, but don't stress yourself out. I always have fun whenever I'm with you." The rest of the drive, your face was flushed but Jack was busy staring out the window to notice. You returned home and brought out the ice cream cake, lighting the candles and singing the traditional happy birthday song. Jack couldn't stop from staring at you, even after the song was over.
"Make a wish." You smiled. He nodded before closing his eyes and reopening them to blow the candles out.
"Thank you." Jack smiled, his cheeks flushed as he pulled you in for a hug. You went shock still from the surprise, but wrapped your arms around him in comfort.
"Happy birthday, Jack."
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