fr0stedknight

[fr0stedknight]

jaevcrythingnice​:

status: open location: you choose ( please )

❛ ugh, it’s official - i need a job. ❜ brynne’s face scrunched up at the idea - she never had a job before, but her scholarship only covered so much of her newly upgraded living arrangement. it was kind of embarrassing that, at this age, she didn’t know where to start looking. ❛ if you could work anywhere in the city, where would you apply ? ❜

it seemed like the number of people who believed in the spirit had been going down lately. the more he traveled through the city, the clearer it became that there was an abrupt shift in the air, and boy, was it frightening! jack seems to be withdrawing into himself. rules existed and there was a balance he had to keep so he kept himself busy with the simplest pranks. a chill in the air when someone wasn't wearing a jacket or blowing some papers from a poor students hands. harmless fun. a distraction from the darkness that was growing in the background. 

"suck to suck," he added, not expecting an answer, as he waved his staff, causing frost to form on the ground. "who needs a job anyway.”

“they all suck.” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ brynne╏

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evergiots​:

location :  no  idea  probably  a  coffee  shop  or  smth

          ❛ THIS MAY SOUND LIKE  a  ridiculous  question ,  but …  do  you  believe  in  the  butterfly  effect ? ❜

"butterfly?" 

jack lifted his head from the iron bench taking a much-needed breather outside what appeared to be a coffee establishment. the aroma of roasting coffee beans was almost intoxicating. they made his stomach happy and his mind ignite with endless possibilities. 

"i don't see any butterflies, lady," he added.

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ victoria╏

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princess-fiestypants·:

“wait, what?” anna blurted out as she came to an abrupt stop, turning confused eyes from the staff in front of her to the boy holding it. “why? and how do you know that? and which monster? not one of the big freaky ones from those attacks a while ago, right?”

jack pouted his lips, preventing her from passing by his staff. he was aware that elsa would be very upset if her sister got into any trouble.. see moon man! he was occasionally a nice guy. “i saw it. i was flying by,  looking for the best tree to rest on when THERE!." with a light snicker he clapped, trying to scare her.

“nothing like those big guys. but yeah a monster. smaller. sure! but he was carrying a shovel and no normal person carries a shovel and digs holes and dumps black trash bags in a forest”  

“that considered polluting.” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ anna ╏

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iandores·:

*ೃ༄

the laugh that passed the young wizard’s lips was riddled with nerves as he considered the other man’s words. it was commonly accepted that the monsters were long gone by now - but what if they were in the woods ? did he really need to go in there ? 

❛ aw, come on. i wouldn’t worry about that, ❜ ian said. ❛ we haven’t had a monster sighting in, like, two years. ❜

this guy must be living under a rock. jack stared blankly at him, slowly removing the staff. as he kept himself on his knees. “okie dokie, if you sayyyy so. go” he teased, staff resting on the back of his shoulders, eyebrows lifted. 

“take the chance. you look like the type of meal he eats anyways.”

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ Ian╏

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ohjeepcrs·:

“Of course! You’re so talented.” She fell into step with him. She’d been around enough oddities to notice that he wasn’t your usual human but she felt she could trust him immediately. “I don’t. I’m not very creative. Easter is around the corner but bunnies are great all year round.”

jack didn't need much to be happy. a good tree. cold weather. and the occasional funny. now that was all that he needed. yet, bumping into someone who thought he was talented. that recognition filled his head up like a large red balloon. 

"you should see my snowman," he boasted with his chest swelled out as he walked with purposeful strides. what the mission was and no know knew. “WHAT!” he leapt rapidly and took several strides backward in order to face her. 

"i don't believe that, you have artist's hands. you should try it sometime" at hearing the word bunnies, his grin faded and he bowed his head.

oh noooooo you wouldn’t think that if you met that damn easter bunny” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ Daphne╏

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ohjeepcrs​:

She was a little taken aback by his sculpture. It was so cute but also it was so impressed that he’d made that. “First of all, wow! That’s so cute I love it.” She smiled and him and motioned to the sculpture. “And second, it wouldn’t be weird at all and I’d appreciate it!” 

“thanks~” jack grinned warmly at the stranger, a trace of color creeping across his pale face as he skipped ahead. gesturing forward with his staff. It's this way!

“you doodle?” he questioned as he kept a slow pace. “i don’t usually draw rabbits, guess the thought of easter must be on my mind or something” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ Daphne╏

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location: by the edge of the woods

time: evening

“shit!” i wouldn't go in there if I were you," jack said, stopping the stranger from entering with his staff. 

“the monster everyone seems to be talking about like to dig holes in those woods”

#wastarter #one sentence thingy cuz WHYYYY NOT #we allll know jack would know whats going on with orion -cough-

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ohjeepcrs·:

She tucked her phone away into her bag as she walked before she stopped someone. “You wouldn’t happen to have any idea where the closest coffee shop is would you? I need a macchiato and a place to charge my phone.” 

jack was starting to enjoy this newfound walking freedom. sure! he moved at a slower pace, and traveling between locations was unpleasant enough that he eventually gave up. albeit he did his best. the tip of Jack's staff was dangling on the ground as he rested his weary arms while drawing a circle with two floppy ears, adorable enough to even make bunnymund blush. when he turned to admire his frozen masterpiece, someone approached him with questions of coffee and phone.

“coffee”  eyes lit up as he picked up his gaze "i know just the place." he stood up quickly “they got the best coffee in town. if it’s not weird, i show you were it’s at?”

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w. daphne╏

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outatseara​:

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eric let out a chuckle, “you know.. big thing that blows out fake snow. totally a thing.” he had never gotten to truly witness snow back home. their island was never that cold. they had seemingly perfect island weather year around.. except for the rain. that was a regular event in the spring.

“snow dance?” his brow raised in curiosity. “maybe you could give me a little taste and i’ll join in?”

jack furrowed his brow holding the staff close to his body. the spirit had no idea what the outsider was getting at. humans had a knack for saying amusing things all the time. things that didn’t make sense. jack let out a loud chuckle  "wait! you want me to dance or something? i'm not much of a dancer, not my thing. but i can” he hadn't even completed his sentence when snowflakes started falling from the sky.

“magical, right?”

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ eric╏

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ladychancefm​:

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻   FRUSTRATION  BUBBLED  up  in  the  pit  of  their  stomach,  but  marinette  would  never  actually  become  enraged.  years  of  self-control  in  fear  of  being  targeted  by  an  evil  butterfly,  no  matter  how  silly  it  sounded  in  hindsight,  had  taught  them  that  letting  negative  emotions  rule  you  was  the  worst  possible  thing.  “  what  do  you  mean?  ”  they  asked  with  full  composure,  though  they  squinted.

“  i’ve  done  everything  you  told  me  to  do!  i  went  to  new  places  and  made  new  friends,  even  picked  up  one  of  my  old  hobbies,  which,  by  the  way,  i  now  suck  at!  what  do  you  mean,  did  i  enjoy  it?  ”  they  threw  up  their  hands,  entirely  unsure.  “  what  does  that  even  matter?  ”

jack emitted a loud, weary breath and exclaimed, "ugh, come on." flinging their hands in the air. the staff was about to touch the ground, a dreadful vision for anyone watching, but his foot caught it with ease and quickness. it seemed it was difficult to get them to comprehend what he meant. but the spirit was no good with words. the point of it all was for them to unwind for once. find some satisfaction or pleasure in their activities. all useless. if it was forced. "all off it matters" he said, inching closer and kicking the staff back into his frigid grasp.

"it’s pointless if you didn’t even enjoy the tasks. you didn’t feel it in your stomach? not even once? it’s like a cozy fuzzy feeling.”

“it didn’t spark anything?"

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ a ladybug╏

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outatseara​:

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his walks with max became more and more interesting each time eric would go out. when he heard the voice of another mention making snow he raised a brow in curiosity. “what do you mean just ask?” eric was always the inquisitive guy, not afraid to ask about anything. “you hiding a snow machine in your pocket?”

"snow machine? what! that’s a thing?" he had never witnessed the artificial snow before. in full action at least. nothing comparable to the snow he could make. it was disgraceful how impatient some people were, especially those who like winter sports that involved a little bit of ice, snowy pleasure. "snow takes time," he continued, inching closer and observing with curiosity.

“you know. ask? just gotta do a snow dance and boom snow will come. kinda like a rain dance, but less messy”

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ eric╏

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albcrto​:

alberto  let  out  a  little  ‘  oof  ’  as  the  snowball  hit  him  but  the  bright  grin  on  his  face  indicated  that  he  really  wasn’t  upset.  he  was  just  very  thankful  for  the  layers he  had  on  that  was  preventing  him  from  going  full  sea-monster.  sure,  he  was  definitely  more  inclined  to  the  warm  weather  and  water  in  it’s  liquid  form,  but  alberto  was  also  the  kind  of  person  who  put  fun  over  most  other  things,  so  he  was  the  best  kind  of  person  to  rope  into  a  snowball  fight.  ❝  no  fair  !  ❞   he  pouted.  ❝  i  need  one  to  throw.  ❞

jack recoiled, chuckling in an almost light ethereal manner. there was a small twinkle in his eyes at the way the other responded. it was not often that his actions were accepted with such energy and passion. let alone appreciated. usually, fists were raised to the skies, followed by shouting and cursing. adults were always twice as difficult to convince let loss and have fun. childishly, he said, "i can play fair!" hand reaching for his staff to twirled it in the air, sending a fine dust of winter chill straight into the air that surrounded them.

"it's about to get extra cool," he said, alluding to the snow that was falling overhead. "snowy fun!"

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ alberto╏

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ofpriderocks​:

🦁 ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────    “   bro,   i   am   chilled   !   this   is   chilly   ass   weather.   ”      simba   was   not   used   to   cold   climates.   where   he   lived   in   the   pridelands   it   was   warmer   compared   to   the   mountains   where   it   was   snowy   365   days   a   year.   adjusting   to   the   california   weather   was   a   breeze   that   is   until   a   literal   one   came   in.   simba   just   hated   the   cold.   point,   blank,   period.   if   he   could   live   in   the   hotter   climates   always   he   would.   was   he   also   being   dramatic   in   his   hoodie   ?   yeah,   maybe   so   but   when   wasn’t   simba   dramatic.      “   this   is   not   the   fun   in   the   sun   weather   i   was   promised.   ”

his   eyes   narrow   a   bit.      “   it’s   past   christmas.   there’s   no   need   for   snow   now.   ”

jack pouted his lips, an reflexive response to ugly words. winter was his specialty. his thing. it was all he knew, made him happy and kept him chill to the core.. on occasions things would spiral out of control. the great blizzard of '88 an honest mistake. the end of the holiday season did not signal the end of snowball fights and winter fun. for the prankster with too much free time, the amusement was just beginning. eyes rolled followed a loud and huff, staff held near as the spirit responded "not chill enough," bringing his staff down and causing the walkway to begin to ice over.

“maybe you should take up ice skating” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ simba╏

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Jack Frost + a Snow Flake

#╏∴"I've been around for a long time.” ❆ musing╏

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destinydzed​:

   it’s almost a comical sight . . kairi bundled into her pink puffer jacket, fuzzy ear muffs placed over her head neatly, colorful mittens covering reddened hands. the other’s comment made her laugh in return until she turns to actually catch a glimpse of him. her eyebrows scrunched together, slowly taking steps towards jack. ‘ are you not cold ? ’ was her immediate question as she noticed the only thing covering him was a mere sweater. soft frown settled on pink lips.

   ever so helpful, ever so amiable. she quickly rips off said mittens and ear muffs. offers them to him with both hands outstretched. twinkling eyes looking over him closely. ‘ here, take these. your hands look almost icy. ’ 

jack stood still as he caught glimpse of the puffy cupcake that was cautiously approaching. momentarily breaking eye contact and to look around at their surroundings. there was no trace of snow, not yet at least. he was saving that for another time. 

"aren't you hot?" jack gazed confusedly at the offer, the corner of his mouth turned up while eyes shone brightly under the string of lights that hung above them. the spirit had never before received an offer of clothing from a human.  face now crimson as he lowers his chin and takes notices of his hands.

 “right, about that. it’s a funny story. kinda long. might bore you.”

 heaved a deep breath while gripping his staff firmly,  “thanks though, it’s gonna get colder. you ought keep them” 

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ kairi ╏ #shut up jack and take the mittens

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albcrto​:

alberto  laughed  but  pulled  his  hoodie  over  his  head  even  more.  ❝ speak  for  yourself!  ❞  he  countered  as  he  shoved  his  hands  back  in  his  pockets.  ❝  i  would  much  rather  be  laying  out  on  the  beach  in  amalfi.  middle  of  summer.  sun  on  my  face.  ❞  he  let  out  a  long,  wishful  sigh.   ❝  i  can  definitely  do  without  the  snow.  ❞

jack whirled around in an almost slow motion-like manner, tilting his head in the direction of the speaker and the remarks that followed, as if he had been caught red-handed. the heat was never his thing. the spirit almost suffered a heat stroke while flying over egypt. winter, now that was a different story..it was cold, light, and occasionally dense. a fantastic mixture that usually equalled endless fun. 

jack wasn't sure what had possessed him, but the reaction came naturally. one moment he was standing there questioning why anyone would rather the sun over snow days, suddenly boom. sly grin and further intents of mischief, he was now forming a snowball in his palms.

responding abruptly, "maybe you need MORE snow," and hurled the small creation at the young man.

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ alberto╏ #excuse my son he is a brat at times

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ladychancefm​:

starter for @fr0stedknight​​ ! (  location ; idk bestie somewhere )

⸻      SO.  SHE  definitely  felt  like  she’d  completed  jack’s  assignments  by  now.  what,  she’d  gone  to  the  arcade,  a  pumpkin  patch,  a  party  and  hung  out  with  her  roommate;  those  all  counted  as  fun  activities  that  got  her  out  of  her  shell.  marinette  had  accomplished  something  (and  it  wasn’t  even  academic!),  and  she  was  stood  before  him  with  her  arms  crossed,  her  gaze  challenging.  “  well?  ”  she  asked,  almost  impatient.  “  is  that  good  enough  for  you?  am  i  deemed  out  of  my  shell  yet,  jack?  ”  and  though  her  stance  was  off-putting  at  the  very  least,  she  cracked  a  proud  smile.

it didn’t take much to impress jack. but this, this was something. he wasn’t sure marinette would do it. follow through. not that she wasn’t capable of it but well-.. when it came to the word fun. marinette just didn’t get it. maybe if she just let go? who knows! those were questions that made his head hurt.

 “still” broad cheeky smile “a turtle” he teased, leaning in closer, chill in the air and mint on his breath. “come on! did you even enjoy it?” wooden staff keeping him balanced as they stood in the middle of the park in an intense stare-down, mouths twisted and eyebrows raised.

voice lowered, curiosity clear in his eyes “did you feel it in your tummy?”

#╏∴"Is that a challenge Cotton tail?” ❆ conversations w/ a ladybug╏