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"Darkness. That's the first thing I remember. It was dark, and it was cold...and I was scared. But then..then I saw the moon. It was so big and it was so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away...and when it did, - _____________________ I wasn't scared anymore." My name is Jack Frost. Frost spirit, eternal sassmaster and keeper of all things beautifully cold and dangerously icy. You could call me the mischievous genius inventor of the ever loved Snow Day, bringer of fun and joy wherever I go - I assume. { Paragraph + Multi Paragraph Roleplayer. More information in the "RP Info" tab. Full bio and all things lovely & needed to the left of you~ Always open to Ask/Text/Fanmail Roleplays. Feel free to send me a message IC or OOC whenever! }

[tigerxarchives]

Early start [closed rp]

Alex had gotten up to get ready for school, shuffling through her room to dig out some warm clothes for the cold day. Winter in Burgess wasn’t the most desirable but Alex had no problem putting on some extra layers to keep warm. She pulled out her black-and-grey sweatshirt from her closet, a scarf, a few hair ties, her phone and made her way from her room to the bathroom.

She shut the door behind her and grabbed the brush, dragging it through her messy hair before pulling the sweatshirt over her head. She fixed her auburn locks up into a messy bun and draped the scarf around her neck. She picked up her phone and opened up the texts from her friend, Jessica. 'Hey what time does school start? Is it late start today?' Alex texted and sent the message. She received a message back, reading 'We don't have school today. It snowed a lot last night so it got canceled. Guess you didn't get the memo.' The teen huffed, her brow furrowing frustratingly. So she had gotten up and ready for no reason? Well, if she was already ready she could go for some coffee.

She jogged down her stairs, finding her mom in the kitchen. “School is canceled,” Alex said, “I’m doing for coffee” Her mom looked up a moment, “Alright well make sure you’re warm.” Of course she was warm. She wasn’t stupid. With that, she was out the door, pulling her scarf tighter around her neck when the cold air hit her skin.

[frostedspirit]

Jack smirked to himself, revelling in his work, he stood back, taking a moment to lean on his staff and watch people trudge out into the snow. "Ah, perfect." He grinned, dusting some of the flakes from his staff and jumping up. His favourite part of this was gliding about, darting past cars and people to admire the chaos he'd created.

Sure,  snowday in spring or summer wasn't totally unheard of, but it was rare. And that's why they were his favourite. He'd noticed a lot of the kids looking pretty tired and bored lately, some new school rules about homework or something. And what was Jack, if not one to help the kids? He was the everlasting embodiment of fun, of course.

"Ye=heah!" He laughed, flying through the air and finally landing on a statue in the middle of the park. standing on the top of it. One foot on the very top, the other kicking the air as he grinned. "I mean, you're welcome." He stuck a hand in his pocket and looked out at the town." No thank-you necessary...I guess."

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[frostedspirit]

{ Sorry for disappearing again! }

{ My real life got incredibly hectic, a lot of stuff happened and it got increasingly more and more difficult to get onto tumblr properly besides mobile. And anyone that uses mobile knows how awful it is. u__u but still, things have been sorted and Im back and free now~ }

[frostedspirit]

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[littlebittybecky-deactivated201]

Rebecca walked down the street, shivering. It was cold as hell outside, which was a sure good thing that winter was here to stay. Her long dark curls were concealed by a poof ball beanie and a scarf rung around her neck, secured her coat. Both had served as a great purpose as she continued on through the cold night.

[frostedspirit]

Jack had taken the time to sit on the edge of the roof, dangling his legs over it and watching the streets below, occasionally throwing a snow bolt towards the ground. He'd prepared himself to throw just one more, until he spotted the girl. Cocking an eyebrow and jumping up, he decided to have a little fun, forming a snowball in his hands and aiming it just in front of her - maybe he'd catch her attention.

[frostedspirit]

"Ah - " Jack mumbled, carefully stretching out across a telephone wire, hovering above a large building. He glanced around, no one in sight - perfect. The spirit quickly drew his hand up over his head, flicking his wrist and lunging his arm forward, he sent a shot of electric looking ice across the wire. "Yes!" He jumped, punching his fist in the air and grinning - a technique he'd been trying for so long; perfected. "Obviously." She laughed smugly, jumping off of the wire onto a nearby roof to admire his work from afar. Being a guardian was great - the only problem was that during the summer months, no one really needed him. Fun was everywhere, and no one wanted snow. So it was the perfect time for him to just play about and practice, only trouble was, he was alone.

[emmafrrost]

                                          { what does regret taste like? }

                                           blood  in   the   mouth, roses                                            dripping   petals   two    days                                            past            their            prime.

                                           babies     you   never hold.                                            words     turned      to      ASH                                            on                 the           tongue.

[grumblygardensarchive]

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[maharielavellan-archive-blog]

Do you ever think about your OTP having muffled, rough sex against a wall

Because I do

[frostedspirit]

{Anyone care for a starter? I don't mind writing - or talking about a storyline! Send me a message~ }

[frostedspirit]

Open Starter -

[megamikizoku]

  Hooray, it was snowing again! The mute’s hopes for an ideal Christmas was starting to shape up. Snow crunching underneath her boots, she gave a light kick, creating her own temporary flurry before her. She could not help it — it was not often that she had the chance to act childish in a winter wonderland. It somewhat felt like she was making up for lost time, but she was alright with it.

So came her first task: roll up this snowball for the base of a snowman. She saw these creations in several movies, and it would be interesting to see if she could pull it off. Maybe once the basics were done, she could add her beloved scarf and somehow bring it to life.

No wait, that was fictional. Still, the thought did not hurt.

[frostedspirit]

Jack let out another soft sigh, playing with a ball of snow in his hand and watching the flakes flutter about and form the shape of his friend the sandman. The snow sculpture gave a little wave before dissolving back into the white powder it was made from. "Just like the real thing," the teen chuckled, patting his hands onto his trousers to get rid of the remaining snow, and pulling his hood over his head. It was something he'd gotten into the habit of doing - making little snow-people of friends, or even people he'd met just once. Just to keep him company, even for a second.

And so he'd come to walk to the end of the once green ground, and was about to leave until something caught his attention. The shape of a developing snowman in the corner of his eye, he could just make out the silhouette of a girl, too. He smiled softly and turned his body to face her, she was a fair little bit away, but not too far away for a jump over to feel...weird. So that's what he did, hopped up onto a quick breeze and hopped on over to be a little closer to her. "Snowman, huh?" He titled his head to admire her work, a cocky grin spreading across his face as he did so.

[frostedspirit]

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(ooc please feel free to reply with a length or style you prefer - I jus ge carried way with these!)

"Why bring snow to a place void of people?" Jack kicked the ground below him, scraping the powdery snow with his staff as he went. He glanced around him, nothing but grass and snow, no one was around, no one was there to view his handiwork, and even though he hated it - there was no one to even look right through him and thank some random deity for the weather, he'd take any form of thanks, or one sided conversation or even just a "oh look,  the weathers changed." would've done.

He did, however, have the moon in the sky. It wasn't visible, but he knew he was there, and that gave him some form of comfort at least. "Well, even if you are silent. At least you're there, I guess." He mumbled, ruffling his hair as he titled his head to face the distant shape of the moon above him. "I mean - I can't even see you, but I guess you're still watching, right? In that creepy way you sit and watch from your...watch tower, or whatever it is you've got going on up there." He laughed, sticking a hand in his pocket and lightly leaning on his staff. "You appreciate it, right? Just look at this!"

The spirit scooped up a handful of snow, blowing it into the air and watching all the individual flakes float around him. It was beautiful. At least, he thought it was. He fancied himself somewhat of a handy craftsman when it came to his work, every single snowflake a different pattern. Sure, mother nature did  lot, too, he'd never cheat a fellow spirit out of credit where it was due. But he always thought that when he brought the snowy seasons, or the ice, the frost, it was all just that tiny bit more beautiful.

He just wished there were someone to see it with him. Or even just to see him.

[once-upon-a-button]

He had been caught. All those years of hiding, and he had let himself get caught. He did not dwell on this fact for too long however once the stranger’s words sank in. "Thin ice?" his voice pitched higher with fear. He tensed but tried not to move, terrified that he might cause the ice to crack. He turned his head slightly to look about and tried desperately to not start hyperventilating. He was in the exact middle of the small lake, more than likely over the deepest area too. That would account for the thinner ice. If he could just get himself to the outer area,… His arms spread out, he slowly lifted a knee and lightly dug the heel of his shoe into the ice and pushed causing his body to slide back. He did the same with his other foot, and soon he was performing a comical back-down crawl across the ice. "Heha!" He released out a shuddering cry of laughter. It was working. He’d be out of one mess soon away. As long as he went slow, the ice shouldn’t give out. Hopefully. His breath came out in ragged foggy puffs. When this was all over, he was making a hot pot of chamomile tea to calm his nerves.

[frostedspirit]

"Oh man," Jack had to hide the growing laughter, he bit his finger, a grin spreading across his features as he watched the stranger wave about upon the ice. He jumped up higher into the sky, hovering over from above, looking down at the scene unfolding below. "the only person here is a strange ice sleeping comic?" He chuckled to himself, laying back on the cold wind, resting his hands behind his head and letting out a small sigh.

"You couldend up crackin’ the ice that way, y’know?" He rolled his eyes, waiting and watching from a distance. "Must be one of those live in the wild thrill seeker guys.Man, you don’t really talk - do you?" He let out another frustrated sigh before flipping onto his stomach and and throwing a sarcastic grin in the strangers direction.

[once-upon-a-button]

The man catches the look, but ignors him. Retaliation would only make this stranger worse.

'Besides some rude disrespectful teenager is not my biggest problem at the moment.'

He reaches the outer area of the lake where the ice is thicker and rolls over on his stomach so he can start crawling. There was no way he was standing up yet. Regardless of weight, ice-skating was not one of his strong suits.

[frostedspirit]

{{ Having some computer/tumblr difficulties atm, it seems nothing is reblogging properly and text posts are coming out super strangely? ;-;

I'll try again later!! All replies are pretty much done anyway. }}

[plommonbucky]

[shewhowalkedtheearth]

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"Chesnuts roasting by an open fire~

Jack Frost nipping at your nose~”

Martha sang out softly as she walked into her office at the hospital, then she gave a bit of a shiver and hugged her coat closer to herself. Her gaze settling on the stranger there. “Er, hi, can I help you?” She started to loosen her scarf.

[frostedspirit]

Jack opened his mouth as if to speak, but felt words escape him as he looked towards the stranger. He looked her up and down, and then behind him, just making sure she wasn't talking to anyone behind. "Oh, uh." He shuffled, "You know where I am?"

[molotovcat]

I did a quick Jelsa video, I really ship these two *w* The video ended up being a vent for me, in a way. I think I needed to get a last few things out before I could “let it go” completely. uwu’

I just - I love these two. ;——;

[frostedspirit]

{{ Reblogging my own video from my personal, ohohoh. u3u; Plus ellie wanted to see it so eek }}