Zero Degrees

Everything I touch turns into frost or snow. I can't even create snow days anymore because touching anyone means they'll freeze to death in minutes. The guardians now call me the Snow Miser.

[darrenisadaisy-deactivated20140]

You're all hard work and deadlines, I'm all snowballs and fun times.

[dehaanss]

[excelsior-praeteritum]

The source of this picture you can see here.

Edited photo by Excelsior Praeteritum.

[bumjayaomg-deactivated20170827]

"Damn, there’s a lotta people up in here. I should really learn to socialize more…"

[himchanfrost]

"Or you can just live life like a lonely ahjussi. That's fine, too. Not really it sucks."

[kaltgestellt]

[theme-hunter]

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[psych-facts]

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.”

Chuck Palahniuk (via psych-facts)

[sixtaenine]

i wanna be a billionare so freaking bad

buy all of the merch i never had.

i wanna be on the cover of korean magazines

smiling next to oppa and unnie

oh every time i close my eyes

i see my fandom’s bright fanlights

a different concert every night

oh i swear, them sasaengs better prepare

for when i’m a billionare

[wearechasingthenight]

Break the Silence || Alaric { Open Starter }

Peace and quite is a rarity for Alaric and to achieve the absolute of either, he must be alone, miles away from any human being. Such a place requires travel and the ensuing chaos that comes with public transportation. So by the time the young male reaches his destination he’s near to tears with frustration— not to mention the plethora of emotions from the other patrons on the same bus. Despite the odd looks he receives as the only one to exit at this stop, he scrambles to exit the vehicle. And only when the bus is well on its way is he able to breathe and have a thought of his own. 

The view of the ocean from the road is beautiful and Alaric can’t help but stare for a moment. Then he’s slipping out of his shoes and socks, cuffing his jeans several times before making his way through the sand and to the shoreline. He’s alone, the weather not yet warm enough to allow for swimming or trips to the beach. He’s alone and for the first time in weeks he’s allowed his own thoughts, his own emotions. But it’s not what he expects. In fact, it hurts, because he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to feel. 

Ignoring the frigid water that laps over his feet, Alaric sits right there, knees pulled in close to his chest— and he cries. He cries because he doesn’t know what else to do.

[himchanfrost]

It is unusual to see a winter spirit flaunting about anywhere near large bodies of water. Especially this winter spirit. Through meticulous hours of producing snow and winter days to colder regions, he decided to unwind by visiting the shores. On typical days, he preferred getting a kick out of freezing the upcoming tidal waves in order to throw off the surfers. But just for the day, he craved to relax after a long night of russian blizzards. 

He exhaled as his toes touched the ocean water, freezing it over immediately and creating a frosted floor for him to walk on. Jagged, harsh frost encased the top of the sea, enough for him to walk upon. He gazed at the sun creeping away as it goes to rest, the moon taking over his place and shining brightly like no other. It was a waxing moon that night and just being with the ocean brought serenity towards the Miser.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a soft sob. It was strange for he didn't remember anyone present during his visit. He glanced around his surroundings, his ice blue eyes eventually settling upon a person crouched over the ocean's lapping shores. Blinking in curiosity, the winter spirit slowly approached the other, the trail of frost still apparent in each step. He tilted his head over to catch a glimpse of the person, only to see tears rolling down his cheeks. Shocked, the winter spirit stepped back, not sure what to do for the other. It wasn't like he could be seen either way -- no one believed in winter spirits anymore, especially during the other boy's age. Hesitantly, he pressed his toe down, casting jagged snowflake shapes towards the stranger, in hopes of cheering them up. He wanted to ask if they were alright, but with no one believing in him any longer, there wasn't any point in doing so.

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[himchanfrost]

{ ❄ } ── "It's still snowing in the North. Sorry 'bout that. Gotta keep the tradition of blizzards during Easter."

[jjjongfrost]

and then suddenly I remember why I'm breathing and suddenly there is no better feeling  than the feeling of being believed in

[afadthatlastsforever]

I want to fall to sleep with you, and I could care less whether it is in layers upon layers of clothing or only our skin– all I really want is to wake up with you

Beau Taplin (via kaloriesblog)

[engrich]

[himchanfrost]

❅ unexpected encounter || himchan ✘ jonghyun

[jjjongfrost]

  At first, he didn’t even notice that the weather was changing all of a sudden, that the flakes aorund them were no longer dancing, but dropping down quickly. He was too used to the sight of the world being drowned in a white wonderland and still it felt different this time.  As his eyes focused again, he noticed the thin layers of snow on his shoulders, gaze skipping to the other male in confusion and wonder.  His thoughts were racing, one question after the other and as his fingers were clenched around the wooden staff, he didn’t even realize that there was frost spilling from them too.

"I.. I don’t know.. I had no idea. I really didn’t.. Are there more..? Are we.. really the same?" He asked although it was quite obvious that his counterpart had no idea either. Icy blue orbs were set on the male across and as the other turned his gaze at the moon, Jjong couldn’t help but skip away at the sudden outburst. He didn’t know what he had expected, but it certainly wasn’t this.  In a matter of second it was hard to see through the big flakes that were descending at storm-like speed. If it hadn’t been for the wind keeping them away from his face he would’ve had to shield his eyes to even keep sight of the other spirit. Then he noticed the icicles springing from the lamppost rapidly, their pointy ends glistening in the moonlight. They looked sharp and dangerous, but nevertheless they were a creation from ice and Jjong wondered for a second if he was able to create big ones like this too. 

He hadn’t noticed himself inching further away until their eyes met once again. The anger and confusion on the stranger’s face was now replaced by worry and guilt and his words underlined that impression. But it wasn’t fear that was creeping up to Jjong, it was rather something between curiosity and perplexity so he willed himself and the winds to stay in place. “I.. It’s okay.. I’m not scared..” The male across probably wouldn’t believe him, but he knew fear and this wasn’t it. “Just.. can you.. calm down a bit. It’s hard to see you.. and talk.. in this snowstorm.” It was an attempt to light up the mood and tension and a low chuckle followed his words. 

There was a power within this other winter sprite that was different from his own and he was almost eager to find out about not only the male and his story but this magic too. Slowly as to not startle the stranger, he skipped closer again, staff still tightly secured in his left hand. “You.. ..Him.. chan.. right?”, he muttered, a soft smile spreading upon his lips. “You really have the same powers..? You can control all of this and create it. Like me..? The moon created you too? And.. and he didn’t tell you either..? About all of this? About other spirits? At all?” 

[himchanfrost]

The boy’s shoulders slumped slightly, as the he felt the other starting to recoil away from him. Although the boy claimed he wasn’t fazed at the abrupt sharp icicles creeping up the lamppost, Himchan knew otherwise that it was probably a lie. His soothing words were probably ones to comfort him and weren’t genuine due to past experiences from other spirits. The Snow Miser nodded once curtly, his breathing coming slower and calmer this time. The large snowflakes halted, replaced by now the smaller original snowfall. “Of…of course,” he answered, taking note of the other’s ability to speak so casually towards to him.

His attention focused on the ground below. The frozen puddle he created below as a prank was still present, but had icicle spikes protruding from them this time. It was an amazing feat on how he was able to control the cold from that distance without batting an eyelash. As thoughts of fleeing from the stranger himself, the other spoke, causing his attention to divert over to his counterpart. His eyebrows knit in frustration once again, his arms wrapping around his torso before anything rash could happen between the both of them. He looked away, feigning to be interested in the neon sign of a thrift shop.

“…Yes. But I’m not sure if we have the same exact powers. Mine is rather….rash and destructive. The Moon on the other hand….” His ice blue eyes traveled upwards to gaze at the brightness of the lunar rock. “He didn’t tell me anything. Hell, he won’t even let me visit him even if I ask. It’s like he forgot about me completely,” he scoffed, a sarcastic laugh leaving his lips. “But this is something he should’ve told me – us. It’s so damn important and he didn’t have the guts to even mention it? Selfish, ain’ it?” he whispered hotly, his scowl remaining on his features.

[sujireongii]

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[himchanfrost]

LUA GHS RLLY HARD IMNIDA 

JUST SEEING UR FACE MADE ME REMME BER FIONA OMFG ANNYEONG FIONA UR BEUTIFUL OMG WANNA SEE MY PAINTED TOE NAILS DO U GUYS KNOW ENGLISH R U GUYS FROM CHINA IM LSUGH ING SO HARD FOR 2958946794369 YEARS DESU

[sujireongii]

SC REAMS I HEARD THAT IM COMING OVER TO UR HOUSE NEXT WEEK DESU NO WAI

OH MY G OD R U REALLY IS IT FOR (the loser’s) BIRTHDAY OR WHAT IM SC REAMS SO LOUD MY VOICE CRACKS OR SMTH OMG IM HYPERVENTILATES IMNIDA

[himchanfrost]

OMFGG I REMEMBER THAT HOLY HELL MY BROTHER IS THE TYPE TO HOLD GRUDGES AND HE STILL HOLDS ONE AGAINST YOU TO THIS DAY BECZU I WAS LIKE BONNIES RLLY NICE OK U SHOULD TALK TO HER AND HE WAS LIKE NO BECUZ SHE HIT ME WITH A PILLOW AND DIDNT SAY SORRY THAT ONE TIME AND SHE ALSO KNOCKED OVER MY PILLOW FORT OMFF IM LSUAHGING SO FKCING HARD BECUZ I REMEMBER THAT SO CLEARLY AND I THINK IM GONNA LAUGH AT THAT FOR 48597249793 MORE YEARS OH RIGHT UR BROTHER IS THAT ONE DUDE THAT THINK HE SOMEBODY AND TAKES CHARGE OVER ERRYTHANG I FEEL U GIRL I FEEL U DONT OPEN IT U LIL TEASE OMF IDK ANOTHER TO FLY DIRECTLY ON STAGE WITH UR HUSBAND OR SMTH IDK OM F WE SHOULD TOTALLY TRY TO CONVINCE OU R PARENTS TO GO TO THAT CONCERT OMF BUT IM KINDA SCARED IMNIDA SC REAMS LOUDLY

[sujireongii]

IM LAU GHING SO HARD DID HE ACTUALL Y SAY THAT I CANT STOP LAU GHING HOLY SH ET AHA HHAHHHAHAHHAHAH “SHE HIT ME WITH A PILLOW” IT WAS JUST A PILLOW IM BYE THE PILL OW FORT THO IM SC REAMS H ELP OH MAN YEA IM LAU GHING HE’S SUCH A SHOW OFF IT MAKES ME WANT TO KMS!!!!!! OM G IM LAU GHING YEAH I WAS ASKING MY MOM ABT IT YESTERDAY AND SHE WA S LIKE YEA SURE BUT WHO GON DRIVE U ???? AND I WAS LIKE UM SWEATS U??????? THEN SHE GAVE ME THE FACE THEN I WAS LIKE SHET FLIES TO MY ROOM IMNIDA

[himchanfrost]

HE ACT UALLY DID AND NOW THAT HES OLDER HE TRIES TO GIVE ME REASONS WHY HE DOES NT WANNA TALK TO YOU AND IM LIKE BRO I ALREADY KNOW WHY YOU DONT WANNA SO YOU CAN STOP NOW OMG IM GONNA PISS OMF I GUESS THATS WHY MY SISTER ALWAYS SAYS HES TOO COOL I MEAN SHE SAY S IT EVERY HOUR WHICH MEAN S HE 2 KOOL 4 SKOOL OMF I RLLY WANNA GO BUT I GOT THE SAME REACTION FROM MY DAD CUZ IM LIKE DAD CAN PLZ GO CUZ MY OPPA GON BE DERE AND HES LIKE STOP LOOKING AT THOSE KOREAN MEN AND GO BACK TO STUDYING AND IM LIKE BUT DADDD MY OPPARS ARE WAITING FOR ME IMNIDA CR IES