❄️ 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩𝔡 ❄

❅ An independent and selective roleplay blog dedicated to Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians ❅ semi-lit, lit, novella❅ Believed in and loved by Crow

[fractalfrostandfun]

Holy shit

So, I embarrassingly forgot the password AND email for this account but thankfully I managed to recover both. I am still on a hiatus right now because somehow I got lost in the IT fandom and I am currently in the midst of writing a fuck ton of AU for this fandom I randomly fell into and I’m so confused yet on a fucking roll with this story?  On top of that, I’ve been hardcore playing Dead by Daylight and it’s college season so I’ve been pretty damn busy and uninspired to roleplay with anyone lately. I’m so sorry to those who I am writing with, I need to find the Jack muse again so if you wanna send some asks or discuss headcanons or something to try and prompt the muse please do so - or just wanna talk? Send me shit, I am stressed as fuck and welcome conversation that doesn’t involve my classes. 

[ladys-roleplay-memes]

GORETOBER ROLEPLAY MEME

Send ↻ to replace “my muse” with “your muse”

Bitten - My muse has been bitten by something 

Pool - My muse is found in a pool of blood

Stitches - My muse has gotten stitches and they have ripped open

Patchwork - My muse is trying to patch up their own lacerations 

Bugs - My muse is covered in/surrounded by bugs 

Bone - My muse broke a bone and it’s pierced through the skin

Skeletal - My muse hasn’t eaten and has gotten very thin

Eye Trauma - My muse has suffered damage to their eyes

Mouth Trauma - My muse has suffered damage to their mouth, teeth, or tongue

Glasgow - My muse’s mouth has been slit open 

Cut - My muse’s throat has been slit

Throat - My muse has attempted to slit their own throat 

Head - My muse has attempted to shoot themselves 

Shot - My muse has been shot 

Pick - My muse has been picking at their skin until they bleed 

Barbed Wire - My muse is trapped in barbed wire 

Pendulum - My muse’s stomach has been cut open

Vivisection - My muse’s chest has been cut open

Found - My muse has been found beaten and bloodied and barely conscious

Stabbed - My muse has been stabbed multiple times and is bleeding out

Sick - My muse has an incredibly high fever and can barely stay awake 

Emeto - My muse is sick and has been vomiting harshly 

Hanahaki - My muse has been coughing up flowers and flower petals 

Wendigo - My muse has the incredible urge to eat or chew flesh 

Auto-Cannibalism - My muse has been eating/chewing their own flesh

Asphyxiation - My muse has a bag tied around their head, suffocating them

Hanging - My muse has attempted to hang themselves

Needles - My muse has been sticking themselves with needles (medical or sewing)

Anaesthesia - My muse has been drugged 

Addiction - My muse has overdosed 

Relapse - My muse has relapsed a problem they have (addiction, harm, illness, etc)

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Send "Are you single by any chance?" to spontaneously ask my muse out!

[fractalfrostandfun]

ruinsache​:

“hello?”

she had stepped through into the opening she had known very well, after shooing off flowey with a fireball. the boss monster’s eyes landed upon a young lad with white hair, holding a staff, laying upon the bed of golden flowers.

“goodness! are you alright, dear one? and no need to pay any mind to that creature, he is a bitter thing.” she shakes her head. toriel approaches the human boy before here. she hoped that flowey did not scare him too badly. she was here now, and things were going to be alright. toriel noticed the frost that glittered on the boy’s jacket.  she raised an eyebrow at that. had it been snowing on the surface or was that perhaps magic? she wondered.

“my name is toriel, i am the caretaker of the ruins. if you follow me, i will lead you through these catacombs and show you the way to my home.” 

Shock.

A shock he hadn’t felt since he had woken up that night, the moon calling him and - 

He had been shaken, the flower had shaken him (betrayal squirmed heavily in his gut, a cold anger pricking his heart with dangerous intent) and his powers for the first time since he had discovered them, had failed him. 

Jack had been powerless to defend himself against the plant monster, ice and snow refusing to come to his desperate call as his core (such a shining silvery-blue) had been battered with vicious delight - and he had felt it, his very self cracking, splintering with every onslaught. 

He blinks at his savior, fur white as his hair and Jack can’t even find it in himself to be happy that ...she (the voice had sounded female) could see him. But he was appreciative that she had saved him and he offers her a shaky smile, unable to rally himself for his normal bravado of mischievous nonchalance.

300 years he had spent unseen or ignored and now in less than five minutes, he had two beings that had not only seen him, but was talking to him as well. Sure, the flower, that Flowey character, had been...something he could’ve done without (would teach him to take others at face value just for having a conversation with him) and though he was wary of this tall goat-like monster(?) he still couldn’t repress that fluttering jump of joy and excitement at being seen. 

“I’m, uhh, well I could be doing better, but I’m fine now. Thanks for that, by the way.” He indicates the direction in which Flowey had gone. “I’m Jack.” He musters up a more easy grin.

[ncumenia-archived]

me: I’m highly selective with who I ship my muse with also me:

[fractalfrostandfun]

Sans: It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming...on days like these, kids like you...should be burning in he-

Alastor: I'm already here!

[rilesmemesarchive]

^^ Headcanon Exploration ^^

Send me a number, and I will write a headcanon based on that word.

If sending to a mutlimuse, please specify the muse you would like me to write for.

001. Light. 002. Shadows. 003. Truth. 004. Lies. 005. Fall. 006. Secure. 007. Purpose. 008. Meaning. 009. Past. 010. Future. 011. Star. 012. Sun. 013. Scar. 014. Solitary. 015. Penance. 016. Sinner. 017. Saint. 018. Unconditional. 019. Rules. 020. Tales. 021. Amazing. 022. Special. 023. Sick. 024. Exhaustion. 025. Choice. 026. Dream. 027. Sex. 028. Passion. 029. Intense. 030. Soft. 031. Unforgiving. 032. Almost. 033. Messy. 034. Memory. 035. Forgotten. 036. Time. 037. Gift. 038. Red. 039. Yellow. 040. Blue. 041. Gray. 042. Sloshed. 043. Regression. 044. Laughter. 045. Debt. 046. Work. 047. Pain. 048. Hidden. 049. Power. 050. Animal. 051. Pretend. 052. Pillows. 053. Cigarette. 054. Leader. 055. Follower. 056. Ring. 057. Journal/Diary. 058. Flowers. 059. Tree. 060. Nature. 061. Gold. 062. Silver. 063. Games. 064. Foreign. 065. Comfort. 066. Music. 067. Air. 068. Water. 069. Fire. 070. Earth. 071. Definition. 072. Forever. 073. Never. 074. Learn. 075. Teach. 076. Grief. 077. Leaving. 078. Mundane. 079. Picture. 080. Crazy. 081. Repression. 082. Tragedy. 083. Comedy. 084. Romantic. 085. What if. 086. Paternal. 087. Maternal. 088. Better. 089. Worse. 090. Coping. 091. Young. 092. Old. 093. Crisis. 094. Body. 095. Soul. 096. Mind. 097. Reason. 098. Illogical. 099. Hypnotize. 100. Wisdom. 101. Destiny. 102. Groggy. 103. Morning. 104. Noon. 105. Night. 106. Coffee. 107. Moment. 108. Year. 109. Month. 110. Week. 111. Day. 112. Hour. 113. Glory. 114. Pride. 115. Lust. 116. Intemperance. 117. Greed. 118. Envy. 119. Wrath. 120. Sloth. 121. Holy. 122. Moderation. 123. Carelessness. 124. Quitting. 125. Observe. 126. Favor. 127. Spiritual. 128. Sacrifice. 129. Incompatible. 130. Obsolete. 131. Journey. 132. Beginning. 133. End. 134. Importance. 135. Numb. 136. Innocent. 137. Unhealthy. 138. Destruction. 139. Protection. 140. Love. 141. War. 142. Peace. 143. Name. 144. Glass. 145. Sea. 146. Sky. 147. Land. 148. Fly. 149. Outside. 150. Inside. 151. Together. 152. Alone. 153. Dead. 154. Alive. 155. New. 156. Act Out. 157. Restrictions. 158. Cry. 159. Brave. 160. Afraid. 161. Irked. 162. Chipper. 163. Quixotic. 164. Enthralled. 165. Hopeful. 166. Melancholy. 167. Classic. 168. Change. 169. Tradition. 170. Bolero/Waltz. 171. Serenade. 172. Requiem. 173. Lullaby. 174. Seduction. 175. Failure. 176. Savage. 177. To forget. 178. Polite. 179. Wish. 180. Alternate. 181. Confusion. 182. Pineapple. 183. Tarnished. 184. Moon. 185. Addiction. 186. Twisted. 187. Dance. 188. Fight. 189. Hit. 190. Eat. 191. Hungry. 192. Dessert. 193. Landscape. 194. Shopping. 195. Silly.

[justamixofmemes]

Send ‘Bad memory’ for your muse to fall into my Muses memories.

The bad memories. Let your muse see their experiences that shaped them

{Be as graphic or angst or anything as you desire}

[marichive]

Silent Hill Lyric Starters (Part Two)

❯❯❯ PART ONE ❮❮❮

Sentence starters taken from the lyrics of various songs featured in the Silent Hill game franchise. Adjust pronouns as necessary.

CRADLE OF FOREST

❝ What are they looking for? ❞

❝ Only if you’re listening. ❞

❝ Dance like butterflies. ❞

❝ Hard to explain something that I heard. ❞

❝ Does the scent of soil and beast breathe life into the animal you hide? ❞

❝ It’s a great illusion one never knows. ❞

❝ When you think you’re really alone, feel the eyes of someone looking in on you. ❞

❝ See how the children play! ❞

SHOT DOWN IN FLAMES

❝ They make fun of me. ❞

❝ Is it you again? ❞

❝ Time does that. ❞

❝ Say it again, like you said. ❞

❝ Can you hide who you are? ❞

❝ Take a look at yourself. ❞

❝ You think running will help? ❞

❝ What have you done? ❞

❝ Plans that you make don’t include me. ❞

❝ Your sacrifice wasn’t wanted. ❞

ONE MORE SOUL TO THE CALL

❝ Tell me one more time. ❞

❝ Your plan? A real shot in the dark. ❞

❝ Came a little too late. ❞

❝ Silent, but screaming. ❞

❝ Was it worth the price? ❞

❝ Still remember the names and faces. ❞

❝ When it’s over, they come to haunt you. ❞

❝ Lucky one. ❞

❝ Close your eyes. ❞

❝ Your family knows you’re here. ❞

ALEX THEME

❝ I never saw it coming. ❞

❝ This pain will last forever. ❞

❝ Protect me. ❞

❝ Correct me. ❞

❝ You got your orders, soldier. ❞

❝ Inside my head is humming. ❞

❝ You wouldn’t … or would you? ❞

❝ Don’t fight me. ❞

❝ Ignite me. ❞

❝ My trigger, your finger. ❞

❝ Your darkness, I know it. ❞

❝ Your power is over. ❞

❝ My training is perfect. ❞

❝ I’m back. Again. ❞

ELLE THEME

❝ You are a different [man / woman / person]. ❞

❝ You disappeared. ❞

❝ And just like that, you’re here. ❞

❝ It feels good just holding you. ❞

❝ I think there’s something wrong. ❞

❝ Look around this dismal place. ❞

❝ Some things have changed. ❞

❝ Can’t you tell? ❞

❝ Embrace your hell. ❞

❝ In my mind, faces keep returning. ❞

❝ I still see [his / her / their] smile. ❞

❝ Why do you have no choice? ❞

❝ All the roads lead me back to my home. ❞

❝ Can I trust who you say that you are? ❞

HELL FROZEN RAIN

❝ [He / She / They] can’t hear your voice. ❞

❝ Can you prove you’re really here? ❞

❝ All your demons inside come crashing through. ❞

❝ Everything is wrong. ❞

❝ This is not my home, is it? ❞

❝ Does my mind wish to forget? ❞

❝ A toast to lonely souls. ❞

❝ Blinded by pain. ❞

❝ Are [his / her / their / your] safe arms feeling dangerous? ❞

❝ Of all these pieces of broken dreams, there’s one that scares and confuses me. ❞

❝ If all these things that you say are true, you should be someone I always knew. ❞

❝ Are your loved ones just a memory burned in pain? ❞

❝ Life is cold here. ❞

[givemeameme-blog]

Reblog if you are willing to write in-depth, significant, and valued FRIENDSHIPS.

There is so much focus on romantic/sexual relationships lately. Friendships are incredibly important for characters too, and deserve as much love and attention as romantic/sexual relationships.

[fractalfrostandfun]

//Can anyone instruct me on how they make/got their pretty icons? The ones with the special fancy boarders and designs and all that? I’m iconless right now and when I eventually get some I’d rather they be tailored for me.

[trcshymemes]

OVER THE GARDEN WALL SENTENCE STARTERS.

❝ Where…are we? ❞

❝ I-I think we’re lost! ❞

❝ Did you hear that? ❞

❝ Maybe I can help, I mean, you are lost, right? ❞

❝ What, in the world, is going on? ❞

❝ What are you doing here? Explain yourself! ❞

❝ You’re more lost than you realize. ❞

❝ Is there a beast out there? ❞

❝ Did you know that if you soak a raisin in grape juice, it turns into a grape? ❞

❝ You have beautiful eyes! ❞

❝ I want to steal. ❞

❝ Ain’t that just the way. ❞

❝ I’ll never give up. ❞

❝ I’m trying to help you! ❞

❝ I’ve got my own problems to take care of. ❞

❝ Well then…perhaps we better make a deal.❞

❝ Oh you wonderful mistake of nature! ❞

❝ You find this place as creepy as I do, right? ❞

❝ You’ll die some day, and I’ll laugh! ❞

❝ What if it’s not a ghost and I’m just…on the brink of madness? ❞

❝ What’s the matter? You seem tense. ❞

❝ You better be wise and don’t believe his lies. ❞

❝ It won’t open! Well…guess we gotta spend some quality time together. ❞

❝ It’s my fault we ended up here. Everything’s been my fault. ❞

❝ You can do anything if you set your mind to it! ❞

❝ Are you ready to see true darkness? ❞

❝ Hold your tongue or I’ll remove it from your mouth! ❞

❝ I really, really wanna see a ghost, really bad. ❞

❝ I’m not just gonna wander around the woods for the rest of my life. ❞

❝ If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend? ❞

❝ We are just wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind. ❞

❝ Further and further, drifting away from where I want to be, who I want to be. ❞

[pcrticlvcid-deactivated20230601]

Before I head out - when someone says they like your portrayal, they like your portrayal! They aren’t lying to you, or “just saying things.” Your portrayal has unique qualities to it that none other can replicate, and has bits and pieces of magic woven into it, even if you, yourself, cannot see it. Let others compliment you! Let others shower you in love, even whenever you think you are undeserving of it! You are always deserving of compliments, of love, and you deserve to feel special - because you are special!

[fractalfrostandfun]

I reblogged this with permission from the lovely OP. Give them a look, they're amazing!

[miguitarra-blog]

Kill the idea that just because someone has more followers, they’re better. Kill the idea that just because someone uses fancy formatting, they’re better. Kill the idea that just because someone has aesthetically pleasing icons they’re better. Kill the idea that just because someone rp’s the same muse, they’re competition.  Kill the idea that just because someone has more opportunities to write more, they’re better. Kill the idea that anyone else is better than you. You are the best you.  They are the best them. Spread positivity, not negativity.

[fractalfrostandfun]

Underground it Snows ~

The wild shrieking of the Wind melded seamlessly with the raucous laughter of unadulterated joy as Jack Frost was spun round and round within her protective hold. Snowflakes softly began to fall to the earth below, blanketing the ground in gentle white that would bring much snowballs and fun times among the children of Burgess. Jack let out another whoop as the Wind tossed him onto different levels of higher heights then just as quickly dropped him into lower currents, but never once did he feel fear that she would drop him. In three hundred years of their odd friendship, Jack trusted the Wind and Wind would never hurt him on purpose, so he enjoyed the crazy ride as he shepherded in Winter on the small town, dusting windows with delicate patterns of frost while the snow sailed cotton like from the heavens.

As much as Jack loved Burgess, though he was uncertain as to why, he didn’t stay long and the Wind was unwilling to remain in the human settlement for long; she took her favorite child away from that place where inevitably one of the human children he would attempt to play with would walk through him, sending him right into one of his melancholic moods - and Wind was not in the mood to deal with such a mood! She wished to play and toss and throw and soar through the sky unhindered with her beloved Winter Spirit! Jack was therefore swept away from the city by Wind, his duty completed as the seasons changed and Fall became Winter, and carried towards the nearby mountains overlooking Burgess.

Jack didn’t like these mountains and there were many folktales spread throughout Burgess and neighboring towns concerning children who climbed the mountains only to disappear and never be seen again by their loved ones; mere stories meant to keep the children from wandering off and getting lost or hurt, no doubt, but either way something always felt off about those mountains. Mount Ebott in particular had always made Jack uncomfortable and give it a wide berth on his travels. The aura of the area felt foreboding and heavy and inspired a sense of dread whenever he got within its boundaries and normally the young spirit would avoid the mountain like the plague - but Wind ignored his attempts to change her course, enjoying her play too much to notice his reluctance and growing anxiety the closer they grew to the peak of Ebott.

When they eventually hit the summit, Jack’s heart was pounding hard and fast underneath the cage of bones that protected it. An inexplicable fear having formed. “Wind...Wind! I don’t think this is a good idea-!”

Wind paused suddenly, confused on why her beloved playmate would want to stop playing and in that second of confusion, she dropped him. There was a surprised shout from Jack as he fell but he wasn’t worried… until he saw what appeared to be like a gaping maw gashed into the mountain as if to swallow him whole grow larger and larger the closer he got. Then he panicked.

Already he heard the Wind race to catch him but it was too late… As Jack passed into the mountain, Wind hit a barrier she could not pass. She screamed her fury at being stopped from catching her Jack, and wailed her terror at losing him; the gentle snowfall in Burgess kicked up into a furious blizzard without warning, frightening the citizens into their homes for safety and sending a shockwave of unintended power to a certain king of the shadows that drank it all in with glee. Wind wailed, pressing against the mountain and seeking out every nook and cranny she could squeeze into - but something ancient and powerful pushed her away; defeated, she settled on Ebott, still wailing and searching for her child...

Jack winced as he came to, his head throbbing and his body aching but surprisingly he was mostly unharmed. Briefly, he wondered how long he had been unconscious for. Sitting up, he blinked in surprise as he found himself in a thick bed of golden colored flowers. Brushing his fingers over the petals, he hummed fondly at their soft petals and beauty but jerked away when frost started to creep over them; the thought of killing these plants even on accident had him feeling as if he were committing some sort of blasphemy. Luckily, the harsh action had his hand skirt off into a different patch of ground and hidden underneath the sunny blooms, Jack felt the rough, cool wood of his staff.

Plucking it up with a wordless noise of surprised joy, the eternal teenager jumped to his feet and examined the crook with a careful eye. He relaxed when he found the ancient wood as it had been for three hundred years and turned his attention to now examine the massive cavern he found himself in. Then he turned his gaze upwards. Far, far above he could see the hole in which he had fallen through and was again shocked at how he was not hurt beyond some aches and pains for how far he had fallen. Shrugging and not questioning the good fortune, the boy called out to his longtime companion so he could return to the sky:

“Wind! Hey, Wind! I’m down here!!”

He waited but there was no fond breeze sweeping over him and lifting him off his feet, no whirlwind of excitement blowing him over, nothing… Jack swallows with growing trepidation and tries again, and again but the Wind does not come to his call. Trembling, though not from the cold, he looks around at his surroundings (were those columns?) and eventually spies an archway that leads deeper into the mountain.

He hesitates a beat, but really he doesn’t have much of a choice if he wanted to get out of the mountain since Wind couldn’t hear him or...well, he didn’t want to think on why she wasn’t coming to his aid.

[delphes]

American Photographer, Joel Bissel, took stunning pictures of the frozen Michigan Lake in Chicago, covered by ice scales (x)

[cilly-murphy]

HOCUS POCUS — 1993, dir. Kenny Ortega