Nipping at your nose

Rp blog for Jack Frost from the movie rise of the guardians. May contain NSFW and triggers, NSFW may not always be under a readmore. (tracking the tag jackthefrostysprite)

[jackthefrostysprite]

nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

[insomniacannotsleep]

Once they were outside in the warm night air, Insomnia leaned back against his car, tugging Jack to his chest so he could whisper into his ear. “I’m going to count down from 3, each number bringing you deeper and deeper down. When I say 0, I want you to go blank and empty, completely open and obedient, do you understand?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack gave a laugh as he was pulled in, shivering at the stranger’s breath in his ear and neck. “…What? ” he asked softly, trying to pull back to look the man in the face, as if to confirm what he just said.

[insomniacannotsleep]

Insomnia didn’t allow Jack to pull back, keeping him pulled close as he began to count. “3… Sinking… 2… Deeper and deeper… 1… Drifting… 0, fully under for me, fully open and obedient.”

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack gave another pull, growing slack as Adam began counting in his ear. He mumbled softly, his train of thought trailing off completely. What was it he was thinking about again? He couldn’t quite grasp it. At 0, he sighed, leaning his forehead against Adam’s shoulder.

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

*insert star symbol here* for Hades~

Send me a ☆ for my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours holding their hand after having been unconscious in the hospital for days.

What… the hell happened? Hades tried to open his eyes, but they felt heavy. He kept trying to open them until his eyelids lifted, making him see— Or well kind of. His vision was a bit blurry at first, but it returned back to normal after a few minutes.

The god looked around, eyes glancing at the white walls. Confusion hits him hard, wondering where he was, why he was here?

Where am I..?

Suddenly he noticed something or someone was holding his hand, so he looked down. “…?” Brows were raised at this point, confused even more. He glanced at the person that was holding his hand.

“…Jack?”

“Where am I…?”

“What are you d-doing here?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

The sprite didn’t notice Hades had awoken until he spoke, lifting his eyes to the god. His grin was one of relief, and he haves Hades’ hand a squeeze. “Hey you, you gave me quite the scare. How do you feel? ”

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

“I… feel fine. A bit drowsy, but fine.” Hades said as he kept looking at the sprite. “Why… am I here though?” He asked, still feeling confused.

[jackthefrostysprite]

"You got hurt really bad. You've been out for days." Jack hummed. "I should let the doctor know you've woken up..."

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

*insert star symbol here* for Hades~

Send me a ☆ for my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours holding their hand after having been unconscious in the hospital for days.

What… the hell happened? Hades tried to open his eyes, but they felt heavy. He kept trying to open them until his eyelids lifted, making him see— Or well kind of. His vision was a bit blurry at first, but it returned back to normal after a few minutes.

The god looked around, eyes glancing at the white walls. Confusion hits him hard, wondering where he was, why he was here?

Where am I..?

Suddenly he noticed something or someone was holding his hand, so he looked down. “…?” Brows were raised at this point, confused even more. He glanced at the person that was holding his hand.

“…Jack?”

“Where am I…?”

“What are you d-doing here?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

The sprite didn’t notice Hades had awoken until he spoke, lifting his eyes to the god. His grin was one of relief, and he haves Hades’ hand a squeeze. “Hey you, you gave me quite the scare. How do you feel? ”

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

“I… feel fine. A bit drowsy, but fine.” Hades said as he kept looking at the sprite. “Why… am I here though?” He asked, still feeling confused.

[jackthefrostysprite]

"You got hurt really bad. You've been out for days." Jack cocked his head. "The doctor says you h

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

*insert star symbol here* for Hades~

Send me a ☆ for my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours holding their hand after having been unconscious in the hospital for days.

What… the hell happened? Hades tried to open his eyes, but they felt heavy. He kept trying to open them until his eyelids lifted, making him see— Or well kind of. His vision was a bit blurry at first, but it returned back to normal after a few minutes.

The god looked around, eyes glancing at the white walls. Confusion hits him hard, wondering where he was, why he was here?

Where am I..?

Suddenly he noticed something or someone was holding his hand, so he looked down. “…?” Brows were raised at this point, confused even more. He glanced at the person that was holding his hand.

“…Jack?”

“Where am I…?”

“What are you d-doing here?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

The sprite didn't notice Hades had awoken until he spoke, lifting his eyes to the god. His grin was one of relief, and he haves Hades' hand a squeeze. "Hey you, you gave me quite the scare. How do you feel? "

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

[insomniacannotsleep]

Once they were outside in the warm night air, Insomnia leaned back against his car, tugging Jack to his chest so he could whisper into his ear. “I’m going to count down from 3, each number bringing you deeper and deeper down. When I say 0, I want you to go blank and empty, completely open and obedient, do you understand?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack gave a laugh as he was pulled in, shivering at the stranger's breath in his ear and neck. "...What? " he asked softly, trying to pull back to look the man in the face, as if to confirm what he just said.

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

Insomnia was a big shot business peer with more than enough money to have any girl -or boy- that he wanted. But that wasn’t enough for him, it was never going to be enough, so he had developed a special drug to help him achieve exactly what he /did/ want, which was total control over whoever injected a full dose of the concoction.

The drug was called MCX, and while it was colorless and odorless, it had a slight taste, which meant he had to be careful what he spiked with it. If the target drank the dose, it gave Insomnia the ability to program a key word to take them down into a deep trance, and change who the target was. This was what brought him to the bar, sitting next to a gorgeous little thing that he wanted to take home, and while they weren’t looking, he slipped a dose into their drink.

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack was a social butterfly, to say the least, so he fit in nicely in the bar setting. He had been sitting at the bar, enjoying his drink when the man had sidled up next to him and struck up conversation, and offered him a drink. Insomnia was gorgeous, and he seemed like a good enough guy. 

“Yeah, I’m Jackson, by the way. But people just call me Jack. Have I seen you around this place before?” Unknowing of just what had gone down while his attention was elsewhere, he took a sip of his drink.

[insomniacannotsleep]

“Mm, not likely. I’m not exactly a barfly, i work far too much for that, and I really just don’t like all the noise. My name is Adam, and if you finish your drink, I would be happy to take you someplace a little more quiet, where we could talk..”

[jackthefrostysprite]

“Trying to get me drunk, my good sir? I’ll have you know, I’m excellent at holding my liquor…” Jack smirked playfully, the boy an easy joker. Still, down the drink went, if not at a few gulps at a time, in between conversation. As his glass emptied, his body began to feel really warm, and maybe a little fuzzy? That was probably just the alcohol though. “Awh hell, they must have been getting some stronger stuff than usual. I’m usually better than this..”

[insomniacannotsleep]

Insomnia chuckled, and took Jack’s hand as he stood. “Don’t worry about it, gorgeous, I bet some food in your stomach will help with that. Come along, I think I know a place that you would just /love/. All he had to do was get Jack to his car. “Did you come with anyone?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

“No, but my room mate is expecting me home tonight. I should text him, let him know where I’m at… He worries.” Jack fumbled in his pocket for his phone. “Where are we going?” He extracted the phone, a simple thing with a snowflake lanyard attached.

[insomniacannotsleep]

"Just tell him you won’t be home tonight, that’s all. At least, you won’t be if things go the way I hope they do…” Inso flashed a coy little smile and gently led him towards the door.

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack tapped out the message, sending it then tucking the phone back into his pocket. "There," he murmured, following Adam to the door. At Adam's corny little remark, Jack couldn't help but smile, a tingle of excitement running up his spine. "Color me excited then, Adam," he replied.

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

Insomnia was a big shot business peer with more than enough money to have any girl -or boy- that he wanted. But that wasn’t enough for him, it was never going to be enough, so he had developed a special drug to help him achieve exactly what he /did/ want, which was total control over whoever injected a full dose of the concoction.

The drug was called MCX, and while it was colorless and odorless, it had a slight taste, which meant he had to be careful what he spiked with it. If the target drank the dose, it gave Insomnia the ability to program a key word to take them down into a deep trance, and change who the target was. This was what brought him to the bar, sitting next to a gorgeous little thing that he wanted to take home, and while they weren’t looking, he slipped a dose into their drink.

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack was a social butterfly, to say the least, so he fit in nicely in the bar setting. He had been sitting at the bar, enjoying his drink when the man had sidled up next to him and struck up conversation, and offered him a drink. Insomnia was gorgeous, and he seemed like a good enough guy. 

“Yeah, I’m Jackson, by the way. But people just call me Jack. Have I seen you around this place before?” Unknowing of just what had gone down while his attention was elsewhere, he took a sip of his drink.

[insomniacannotsleep]

“Mm, not likely. I’m not exactly a barfly, i work far too much for that, and I really just don’t like all the noise. My name is Adam, and if you finish your drink, I would be happy to take you someplace a little more quiet, where we could talk..”

[jackthefrostysprite]

“Trying to get me drunk, my good sir? I’ll have you know, I’m excellent at holding my liquor…” Jack smirked playfully, the boy an easy joker. Still, down the drink went, if not at a few gulps at a time, in between conversation. As his glass emptied, his body began to feel really warm, and maybe a little fuzzy? That was probably just the alcohol though. “Awh hell, they must have been getting some stronger stuff than usual. I’m usually better than this..”

[insomniacannotsleep]

Insomnia chuckled, and took Jack’s hand as he stood. “Don’t worry about it, gorgeous, I bet some food in your stomach will help with that. Come along, I think I know a place that you would just /love/. All he had to do was get Jack to his car. "Did you come with anyone?”

[jackthefrostysprite]

"No, but my room mate is expecting me home tonight. I should text him, let him know where I'm at... He worries." Jack fumbled in his pocket for his phone. "Where are we going?" He extracted the phone, a simple thing with a snowflake lanyard attached.

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

Insomnia was a big shot business peer with more than enough money to have any girl -or boy- that he wanted. But that wasn’t enough for him, it was never going to be enough, so he had developed a special drug to help him achieve exactly what he /did/ want, which was total control over whoever injected a full dose of the concoction.

The drug was called MCX, and while it was colorless and odorless, it had a slight taste, which meant he had to be careful what he spiked with it. If the target drank the dose, it gave Insomnia the ability to program a key word to take them down into a deep trance, and change who the target was. This was what brought him to the bar, sitting next to a gorgeous little thing that he wanted to take home, and while they weren’t looking, he slipped a dose into their drink.

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack was a social butterfly, to say the least, so he fit in nicely in the bar setting. He had been sitting at the bar, enjoying his drink when the man had sidled up next to him and struck up conversation, and offered him a drink. Insomnia was gorgeous, and he seemed like a good enough guy. 

“Yeah, I’m Jackson, by the way. But people just call me Jack. Have I seen you around this place before?” Unknowing of just what had gone down while his attention was elsewhere, he took a sip of his drink.

[insomniacannotsleep]

“Mm, not likely. I’m not exactly a barfly, i work far too much for that, and I really just don’t like all the noise. My name is Adam, and if you finish your drink, I would be happy to take you someplace a little more quiet, where we could talk..”

[jackthefrostysprite]

"Trying to get me drunk, my good sir? I'll have you know, I'm excellent at holding my liquor..." Jack smirked playfully, the boy an easy joker. Still, down the drink went, if not at a few gulps at a time, in between conversation. As his glass emptied, his body began to feel really warm, and maybe a little fuzzy? That was probably just the alcohol though. "Awh hell, they must have been getting some stronger stuff than usual. I'm usually better than this.."

[stayturnt-ponyboy]

[katherineontherun-archive]

sorry guys

superstitious 

[garekix-deactivated20130709]

I’m sorry.

[that-scary-author-pony-deactiva]

This stopped my heart…i just relogged another stupid picture

[the-pentamerous]

IM SORRY ITS JUST THAT….WELL ITS 9:02

[armedwithlightenedwings-deactiv]

THIS IS WHY I SHOULDN’T LURK GODDAMNIT.

[asksadethehtfhedgehog-deactivat]

FUCK YOU ALL!!!

[saki-kamikaze-deactivated201503]

Jfc must fucking reblog fuck you.

[askr-deactivated20230503]

I GOT THE SALT

[karetahana]

i would just like to say that it is ENTIRELY Supernatural’s fault that i’m reblogging this.

[oliver-sugarrush-kirkland]

QUICK PASS ME THE SALT!

[afq-disabled]

CELESTIA NOO

[dickfigurered]

 I hate my fucking life

[okradreamworl]

O_O I TRIED SCROLLING BUT PG SAID I CANT

[squid-chris-pratt-deactivated20]

MY ANXIETY NOOO MIDNIGHT MAN NUUU

[hangin-from-ceilings-deactivate]

NOT RISKING

[dragonsun2014-deactivated201607]

Nope

[insomniacannotsleep]

Drink | Open Rp

Insomnia was a big shot business peer with more than enough money to have any girl -or boy- that he wanted. But that wasn’t enough for him, it was never going to be enough, so he had developed a special drug to help him achieve exactly what he /did/ want, which was total control over whoever injected a full dose of the concoction.

The drug was called MCX, and while it was colorless and odorless, it had a slight taste, which meant he had to be careful what he spiked with it. If the target drank the dose, it gave Insomnia the ability to program a key word to take them down into a deep trance, and change who the target was. This was what brought him to the bar, sitting next to a gorgeous little thing that he wanted to take home, and while they weren’t looking, he slipped a dose into their drink.

[jackthefrostysprite]

Jack was a social butterfly, to say the least, so he fit in nicely in the bar setting. He had been sitting at the bar, enjoying his drink when the man had sidled up next to him and struck up conversation, and offered him a drink. Insomnia was gorgeous, and he seemed like a good enough guy. 

“Yeah, I’m Jackson, by the way. But people just call me Jack. Have I seen you around this place before?” Unknowing of just what had gone down while his attention was elsewhere, he took a sip of his drink.

[rp-memes-cafe]

Ask my muse anything you want

Any time you want. However you want. No matter the topic, subject, genre, it doesn’t matter. Ask away. It can be serious. It can be silly. It can be NSFW or SFW. When I say anything, I mean anything! You’re not bothering me, I promise. In fact, you’re making my day!

[abravelittlehobbit]

; send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character's reaction to your character running their fingers through my character's hair.

[jackthefrostysprite]

bonus if you add description!

[angstmemes]

Deep Ass Sentence Starters

“When you think about people who have died, do you picture them anywhere?” “Sometimes it freaks me out that everyone around me has a life as complex and real as my own.” “Do you sometimes suddenly hear your own heartbeat and feel sick because… What if it suddenly stops or something?” “I sometimes just want something really bad to happen to me. Something that’s just really awful. I don’t know why… Do you get that too?” “I can’t stand the thought that I don’t know what’s going to happen to the world in hundreds of years.” “Does thinking about Primary School make you sad, or happy?” “Most pets we keep only become a fraction of our age. Do you think that if they’d know this, they’d call us gods?” “What are you more afraid of, space or the ocean?” “There’s no way anyone can tick everything off their bucket list. We all want too much. It’s frustrating.” “Do you think we’re in control of our lives, generally? Or do you think we just think we are?” “If you knew you were going to die next week, would you tell people or live the way you were till the end?” “I think most people remember the exact moment they realised they were grown up. Because of something said to them, or something they saw… Do you remember that moment?” “One of us is going to die first. Do you think we’ll still know each other to find out who?” “Do you think we’re all capable of murder when it comes down to it?” “I’m so afraid of the moment you know you’re going to die.” “Are there things people have said to you that have legitimately changed you?” “Why do people fear losing things that they don’t even have yet?” “How do I know you even have a consciousness? I can’t know.” “What do you think our purpose is?” “What if everything is just a coincidence? For instance: What if gravity doesn’t exist? Everything has just always coincidentally fallen to the ground.” “If nothing else, we at least won the sperm race.” “If you could send a message to the entire world, what would you say in 30 seconds?” “Do you think other people’s judgments motivate us or hold us back?” “If karma was coming back to you, would it help or hurt you?” “Right, we’ve probably had enough alcohol for the rest of the night. We’re getting way too philosophical.”

[eightyearsalone--archive-deacti]

You officially have permission to slam my character against the wall and kiss them. Enjoy.

[velvetshaker]

Rise of the guardians concept art by Arthur Fong

Part 1/2

[howlblack]

“The days are sure getting lonelier and quieter”

[jackthefrostysprite]

“I know the feeling. Everybody just seems super busy lately.”