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Hey, it's Jack Frost and we're going to have some fun. Don't believe me? Just remember that I'm the guy that you usually skip school with during a snow day. (Independent rp, ask blog, and tracking the tag babyimadeitcoldoutside) Human!FC: Chace Crawford M!A: None and accepting

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[mellowwpopper]

Frozen Bloopers 

ONE:

Anna climbs onto Elsa’s bed. She sits on Elsa and tries to shake her awake. 

YOUNG ANNA: “Wake up, wake up, wake up!” YOUNG ELSA: (Grumbling) “Anna… go back to sleep.” Young Anna rolls over and throws herself on top of her sister. She hits her head against Elsa’s.

ELSA AND ANNA: “Owwwww…”  Anna turns her head to look at Elsa through a side glance, and Elsa, keeping her head on her pillow, give the same look to Anna. They both smile and start to laugh. YOUNG ELSA: “This was the scene we ‘couldn’t mess up’ too!”

They only laugh harder.

TWO: Anna sings through the keyhole to Elsa’s room:

“It doesn’t have to be a snowmaaaaaan!”  A feather is stuck through the keyhole, but not very far. Elsa’s soft giggle can be heard. Anna goes to pull her head back to look at the door, and coughs in surprise as something brushes the inside of her mouth. Anna looks and sees the feather. YOUNG ELSA: (through giggles) G-go away, Anna! At the realization of what her sister did, Anna begins giggling too.  THREE: Anna singing the last part of “Do You Want to Build a Snowman?” “We only have each other, it’s just you and me…  What are we gonna doooo? D-do you….” (Anna makes a sudden shocked face, and stands up quickly dancing around lightly. There is a large frost pattern on Anna’s behind, and Elsa’s laughing can heard from the other side of the door) ANNA (singing angrily): “DO YOU WANNA FREEZE MY BUTT OFF?”  ELSA (laughing, muffled from the other side of the door): “YES!” Anna sighs as the director calls “cut”. FOUR: It takes Anna six tries to get the bust to land in the cake. Twice it goes through walls, once it goes through a window, two times it crushes opposing sides of the table, and the last failure was when it slipped from her hands and it almost landed on her foot. From the camera angle it almost looks like it did, but she steps aside quickly and sheepishly calls: “I’m okay!”

FIVE: Elsa and Anna singing the reprise of For the First Time in Forever: ANNA (singing): “Don’t panic!”

ELSA (singing): “There’s so much fear!” ANNA (singing with a huge smile): “Elsa, what did I JUST say?” Elsa looks at Anna, already having trouble containing her laughter. Anna begins to laugh along, and soon enough they can’t continue the scene.

PERFECTION! 

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Sophie laughed and did a small curtsy in return. She was in a good mood, despite it being nine o’clock in the morning(the crack of dawn in her standards).

“Angel? Yeah, I don’t think so. I can see your horns from down here.”

She reached over and poked his forehead. Yeah, she was in a pretty good mood. Or maybe loopy would be a better word for it. After all, waking up before noon was a rare event for her.

“Hey, can you make it snow inside my house? Like, in every room?”

Yep, definitely loopy.

It was only now that Jack really realized that she was actually there. Which, of course, forced him to give her a perplexed sort of look. What time was it? Why was was she even up? Was she sleep walking?

It'd explain the loopiness... he thought to himself with a smirk.

"I resent that, you know," he answered solemly, crossing his eyes upward as she poked him, "Besides, it's only logical that I have horns. I mean, something has to hold up my halo."

"Can I?" he repeated incredulously, "Of course I can. But you do know that your air conditioner works, right?"

[deepfriedpaint]

"Heads up!"

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

"Holy..."

Jack didn't need to be told twice. More out of fear for his own well-being than anything, he shot up in the air with a laugh. "Truce, princess, truce!" he called down. Not even two beats passed, however, when he smirked and lobbed yet another snowball toward her.

"Okay... now truce!"

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His eyes caught hers, and she knew he had seen her. Giggling, she shook her head. She could never drown, she was a mermaid after all. Swimming is a second nature to her. Deciding that, why not, she would show herself to him since he had already seen her anyway.

"No, I’m not. Who are you?" She asked, curious.

Lifting herself onto the rock, so she could get a better view of him, it was strange. He looked out of place, yet fit right in all at the same time. The water by his legs seem to freeze, and it intrigued Ariel. There was something different about this boy, something slightly off. She felt that he wasn’t exactly human.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Jack breathed out a sigh of relief that froze a bit of the ocean just a little more. See, there was only one thing worse than being invisible: being invisible and not being able to help. Like every cheesy yet accurate bumper sticker says, the world is a cruel, cruel place. And, more often than not, there's nothing he could do about it.

Forcing himself out of those thoughts, he snapped his attention back to the girl. "Um... Jack Frost," he answered with a small smile, "And I think this is the part where I ask you the same th-- Whoa!"

Interrupted by his own exclamation, Jack turned around at the speed of light. And despite the unfamiliar sensation of warmth under his collar, the water crystallized even more. "S-Sorry!" he rushed out, eyes intently glued to the forming frost, "I didn't, um-- I mean, you-- Shells."

                 Very articulate, Jack. Way to go.

[teensophiebelievesarchive]

I cannot stop smiling

Seriously though I don’t care if I sound so clingy and needy and annoying but I missed you a lot Senpaaai

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

you nEVER sound clingy or needy or annoying it's people like you that make rping worth it sometimes because you're ADORABLE AND LOVEABLE and i missed you mooooaaaar <333333333333

i'm glad your night's better and i hope nothing screws it up again because then i'll have to lay down the gauntlet

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The blonde studied him in a thoughtful manner. He seemed such a carefree persona. She felt insecure all of the sudden. Sighing deeply, she managed to let out an amused giggle. Oh, he was very funny indeed. Very strange too.

               ”Nice to meet you ‘Oh savior of all those with literal bad hair days’ — jeez, that was a mouthful.” She paused, considered. “Nice to meet you Jack. Are you usually this sarcastic and egotistical?” She asked, not meaning for it to sound offending. 

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Despite flashing her a broad grin, Jack couldn't help but shift uncomfortably under her gaze. It wasn't every day he met another believer , and he knew he was probably breaking some rule in the sacred rulebook of Guardianship that he's never actually gotten around to reading. But, hey, there had to be something in there about coming to the rescue of damsels in distress, right? Especially if the thing that's distressing them is their own hair...

               "But definitely worth it," he shot back, feigning thought at her next question, "Hm... no. Once every blue moon, I'm actually known to be quite the gentleman. Ish."

Finding his smirk once more, he finally took in his surroundings. Where there wasn't a golden piece of hair, there were paintings. Hundreds -- Thousands. "Did you do all these...?" Jack wondered aloud, letting out a low whistle.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

I woke up and literally everyone in my family told me that they ate my cheeseteak sandwich that I was saving in the fridge and like I just don't understand why anyone would make a joke about food like that it's just never funny

[siirenis-archive]

Ariel was raging, her father had tried yet again to confine her in the palace. He knew that she hated being caged, yet tried to pursue it anyway, feeling defiant, she swam towards the surface of the water. Knowing her father would never follow her up here.

She needed something, anything, to distract her from the life under the sea. The same old routine got tiring after a while, popping her head up from the water she sighed, swimming to a rock.

A voice echoed through the air, and a figure started falling from the sky with what seems like a stick in his hand.

Hiding behind a rock, she took a peek and saw a lanky boy standing calf deep into the water. Frost white hair stuck up in all directions, showing that he barely brushed it. A blue hoodie on his body, and a long stick in his hand.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

The water pulled at the cuff of his pants, freezing against contact but never hesitating. That was another thing Jack loved about the sea. It was fearless, unwavering, without doubt. He could totally live out here, if they'd let him.

Captain Jack..., he mused to himself, letting out a soft laugh, it does have a nice ring to it.

Compelled by the salty breeze ruffling against his hair, he moved to set off toward the sky once more. He paused, however, when he caught something blazing red from his peripherals. It never really occurred to him that anybody would be out this close to the tide, and he could almost hear the other Guardians' lectures for causing tumult with the mortals.

With a frown, Jack refrained from icing over any more of the water. "... Um," he blinked, catching a slight glimpse of pale blue eyes, "Hi. Hey, are you alright? I-- Wait, you're not drowning, are you?"

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Don't Laugh ✲ ⋦ Jelsa ⋧

[frigidheartofarendelle-deactiva]

The one thing that Jack seemed to be able to do was keep Elsa smiling, keep her laughing— It was a small feat, but it was beautiful because no one else could do such a thing. Yes, the queen would smile at others, she would cover a chuckle at a remark made by someone, but she was always required to maintain such a regal appearance. With Jack, it was different. She was different.

It was as if he brought out the child she had never had the chance to be.

             —— “Well, you were getting the hang of it. I have confidence in you, Jack.” Elsa replied gently, slowly releasing his hand that- up until now -she had still been holding.

                   In a split second, the mood fell from light to slow and hot once more.

     Elsa’s eyes watched Jack’s hand reach up to the side of her face, she felt his fingers glide over her skin, and she was sure he could feel the heat that exploded from where he touched.

     It was her turn to feel like she was under water. Barely able to hear Jack’s words, Elsa just stared at him with an expression of absolute wonder.

      There was something so youthful about the two of them together; it played with Elsa’s emotions like a yo-yo. Her next inhale was shaking, hitching when her eyes found his.

                                    If Jack could act on instinct, so could Elsa.

       Her hand came up over his, holding it in place before pressing his palm to the warmth of her cheek. The chill that flew up Elsa’s spine was a sharp contrast to how ablaze everything else felt.

                                                   Words.

           Any and all linguistic skills left the queen in an instant, and she was just standing there in silence.

✲——Waiting.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Jack always overheard the people of Arendelle describing their good queen to be like marble. And he supposed he could see it. She was the definition of regalia, at least. Add in the fact that her skin shone like alabaster, absent of any imperfection or flaw -- even each freckle seemed to know its own place -- and one could go their lives believing that she was immortal as stone. 

                                       Until you touch her, that is.

He was surprised that he hadn't melted right then and there. Her skin passed against him like silk, contrasted sharply with his own icy touch. His hand probably would've trembled if it weren't for the comfort of Elsa's holding it, and, at that, he realized. Jack realized the sole, conceited -- so conceited that he had hidden it from even himself -- purpose of wanting to go to the ball.

                          "I know you have confidence in me," he heard himself saying, words absentminded and hushed for he was too busy watching his fingers trail along her jaw. She's the only one that has confidence in him. She's the only one that can see him. Jack's eyes flickered toward hers. He hesitated, tried to imagine the oncoming repercussions of his selfishness, but couldn't come up with any to cause him to care.

                          "... I don't want you to dance with anyone else," Jack whispered, the last word not even passing his lips before he crashed them against hers.

[disneyismyescape]

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[asterebunnymund]

 Aster raised his hands in defense, shielding the drooling dog face from his view. “I ain’t wettin’ the nest ‘bout anythin’, Frost, I just dunno what I’m supposed to do with that thing.” He said, all though his voice had reached a pitch that did sound a wee little bit scared.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

"Oh, now don't do that," he smirked, despite setting the dog back on the ground, "You're going to hurt its feelings. But I'm just trying to help out, mate. This little guy's your actual first baby step to getting over your fear! Come on, I'll even get you some celery -- or whatever it is you gophers eat."

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             ”What?” Still in a slight daze, Rapunzel stared up at him until she could feel the earth under her again. That was some spin. And he flew around her — flew! She didn’t know what to think about that. Well, she had her magic hair too but she didn’t know what else was out there.

            Finally getting oriented enough to answer his question, she took a deep breath, a small embarrassed laugh coming from her lip. “No my head is not always messy. Things just…happen.” With a shrug, she started to stand. “Well, thank you so much for helping me with my hair problem — mister?”

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Jack only regarded her answer with a knowing smirk. If anyone can understand that, he felt like he could -- he was practically the definition of things just happening. He watched as she more or less reacquainted herself to gravity, biting his lip to suppress a laugh.

                               "Frost," he supplied, stretching out his hand, "Buuut you can call me Jack. Or 'oh savior of all those with literal bad hair days' -- whichever you prefer."

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Ohmygod dishonor on my cow I'm so freakin' tired. I'm going to try really hard with replies, but I'm seriously 50 shades of sorry if I don't get to anymore tonight.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

"I was going to ask you if you wanted to build a snowman, but I realized that I'm already talking to one. Morning, Frosty." [totally random but hello i am guessing that it's about past 1 am there? just wanted to say hi :)]

"Morning, Bennett,” Jack smirked, taking it upon himself to tip an imaginary hat. His expression dissolved into a pout, however, and he regarded her pointedly, “Excuse you, but I am a snow angel.”

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Me and my mutual followers that never seem to actually talk but we like and reblog each other’s posts:

[saviorofchina-mulan]

Mulan blushed a little and giggled lightly. "Thank you, Jack," she said, smiling. "So what brings you here?" She asked him, sitting down on a nearby rock.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

"You guys don't have enough snow," Jack answered simply, as if that were explanation enough. Pushing off from the gravelly ground, he landed to balance atop the staff and tilted his head at Mulan. "Although you've probably had enough of that, huh?" he smirked.

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Don't Laugh ✲ ⋦ Jelsa ⋧

[frigidheartofarendelle-deactiva]

        It seemed like eternity as they continued to simply stare at each other. Of course, that seemed a little cliche` to think, but Elsa wasn’t exactly prepared to conjure poetry in her mind right this moment. All she could take in was that aroma, the perfect, pale complexion, his lips. He looked like a sculpture of ice.

        Her body became very well aware of every movement Jack made that instant, as if her nerves had suddenly been set ablaze. His legs against hers sent waves of alien feelings through Elsa, making her fidget. She watched Jack stand up, everything seeming to be in slow motion at this point, wondering just how calculated his movements were— Or if they were all sporadic.

She grasped onto his offered hand, using it as leverege to pull herself from the floor. His attempt to lighten to mood was well-played, making Elsa finally release a breathy giggle.

              —— “No- No you’re… fine— Ah— I mean, you’re alright, in no danger…”

          Elsa trailed off, her face burning. Jack probably hadn’t taken the fine comment the way she had.

              She had to get it together, quick. She was a queen, why was she floundering like a little schoolgirl around a guy that was invisible to everyone but her?

[babyimadeitcoldoutside-blog]

Despite everything, Jack arched an eyebrow at both her words and quick correction of them. Honestly, it was kind of ridiculous. He had literally tripped over his own feet just because she was looking at him not five seconds earlier, and she was the one stumbling over the apology for it. He didn't bother suppressing his smirk.

             "Good to know that I'm fine, then," he replied in an even voice, his expression being the only indication of an underlying jest. Again, Jack cleared his throat. "Sooo... I promise not to do that at the real ball. I might get beat up by princes from thirteen different countries if I botched their chances at a dance by breaking your leg -- invisible or not."

And even though the back of his neck still seemed alarmingly warm, he managed to find his smile again. Little blooper or not, he still had every intentions of attending the event, and that was enough to offer his conscience at least a small amount of distraction.

But then he did something neither him or his better sense of judgement expected. Without thinking -- high on the excitement-induced euphoria -- Jack reached out to tuck a stray piece of blonde that had fallen out of Elsa's braid. Both his eyes and hand lingered too long where his fingers grazed her skin, and he felt that terrifying sensation of falling once more.

                          "... Um... I-- Yeah. Y-Yeah, I won't trip on you again. Promise."