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Inde RP for Jack Frost.

Tracked tag: rimeoffrost

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I’ll start us off

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Darkness. That’s the first thing I remember. It was dark, and it was 
cold. And I was scared.

Care of Pookas

e-aster-bunnymund-mate:

It was a tinge to his pride at being as helpless as he was. It was why he closed himself off every year when this event occurred. There was no need for one to dote on him, he’d fixed himself up for years upon years at having to deal with this event. For to now have Jack coming to treat him as he did, it had him offset.

He liked it. The fact that someone was here to give him the love, the attention, and to help him where he just couldn’t make it anymore; but it toyed with is mind. He was the taller, the stronger, the elder of their relationship. To be so small, so shy and afraid before his partner now brought about a kerfuffle to his mind.

Aster knew Jack would think of him no different. The boy would stick with him rather small or big, but it hurt to know he’s not be able to wrap the boy in his arms for a while. To cuddle him close and tight, and protect him from anything that jumped in their path. Instead, it would be his beloved doing such for him.

When the bowl had been placed beside him, the elder let his nose bend down, sniffing the contents lightly; a small smile upon his face at the fresh scent.

Perking his head up, he watched as the boy now filled a glass of water for himself, turning to ask what the rabbit’s preference would now be. It would be usual of him to have a glass, but…he was almost too small to use one. If he did, the Pooka feared it would be rather disastrous then tame. “ A bowl might be betta fer me ta use.”

“Got it.” Jack called and went on a search for a suitable dish, humming.  He found a smaller bowl and pulled it out with a flourish. Jack filled it and grabbed his glass before returning to the table. He set the bowl before Aster and dropped down to sit on the couch. He hadn’t grabbed any other dishes figuring a communal bowl would be easier.

“Dig in.” he insisted reaching for the veggies.

He picked bits of lettuce from the salad and ate them without chilling them, chewing thoughtfully. 

“Hm” he hummed before swiping a bit of carrot. “It tastes different this way.”

It had been a while since he’d eaten food that didn’t match him in temperature. He didn’t mind it warm, but he preferred cold food to put on his stomach. Hot food tended to warm him from the core. He didn’t want to worry Aster but he was too warm for careless use of his powers. It wasn’t too uncomfortable, but he wasn’t going to worry Aster over a little heat. It wasn’t like he was going to melt.

“Doing better after food?” Jack asked reaching over to stroke Aster’s ears. “I know I am.”

He leaned back and caught his glass, drawing it closer, hoping to hide the glaring lack of frost over the rim. Instead Jack drank the water, the cool liquid refreshing him somewhat.

“So what is the usual protocol for post Easter cleanup?” Jack asked, setting the drained glass on the table. “I mean the easy stuff lazy guardians can get away with.  ”

He looked at the beads of water sliding down the cup. Reaching out to the trails tried freezing them, his fingers came away damp and not the least bit cold. Jack frowned.

“Actually, I could use a dip.” He stood up and wobbled on his feet.

Up yours Spring!

I totally rule North America!

I’m drawing

six layers so far.

I’m an art thing!

· occshit · whoo ·

Herne and Toothiana doing a hunt, she sits on his shoulder. Someone insists he brought his song bird to a hunt.

Herne doesn’t say anything but inclines his head and Tooth is on the guy in an instant with a blade to his throat.

"Sorry you’re mistaken he brought his hunting bird."

They are gonna be bros

Tooth for a Tooth

fallen-intoshadows:

Pitch nodded, yawning wide and settling back down on the ground. He blinked sleepily, trying to wake up, though unconsciousness was there, trying to tug him down. He wanted to sleep some more, but he didn’t know if he’d be so lucky this time.

"How long was I out?" he murmured, sitting up and pushing his hair back. A few strands were hanging in his eyes.

“Long enough for you not to look like death warmed over.” Jack answered. “You good? Or do you need something else?”

Jack picked up his staff and tapped on the earth beneath them. “We need to come up with a plan.”

They had to be especially careful, one mistake and the other guardians would come swarming in. There was no way Pitch would be able to escape from them that way, and Jack would have to side with them of course.

“Who should we visit first?” He asked.

I really dislike vague blogging

It makes both the person you’re talking about and your followers suspicious and wary they did something. Everyone walks on eggshells because they’re not sure. Like how you get nervous in front of an police officer even though you didn’t do anything wrong

It’s better to be honest.

guardianofbelief:

rimeoffrost:

guardianofbelief:

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Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted

Dona nobis pacem

If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don’t want to see Things that I hide deep down inside

You’re alone, you’re on your own, so what?
Have you gone blind?
Have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?
Glass half empty, glass half full
Well either way you won’t be going thirsty
Count your blessings not your flaws


Yeah. that’s helping I’m just gonna keep trying but. I’m not ok right now. I need to stop this. I feel I’m being censured for my feelings and my life. No one deserves to feel that way and I do.

To the sea precious. To the sea. I’m sure I know several who will appreciate that. I’m gonna draw you and cook you all the things. All the things

You hold on and good things will come your way. Trust me

· oocshit ·

guardianofbelief:

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Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted

Dona nobis pacem

If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don’t want to see Things that I hide deep down inside

You’re alone, you’re on your own, so what?
Have you gone blind?
Have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?
Glass half empty, glass half full
Well either way you won’t be going thirsty
Count your blessings not your flaws

Track: Say Something
Artist: A Great Big World feat. Christina Aguilera
Album: Say Something
Plays: 154

A believer losing their faith in a Guardian. They cannot see them anymore and just begging to hear them.

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