#asklunablack

[askjackfrostt]

✵ ((I thought this would be a weird way to meet XD))

Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!

Jack smirked and leaned in to press a small little kiss onto the girl's lips. 

[shirelingfrodo]

"Do you trust me?"

He stared at Luna with wide eyes. Never before had he met anyone like her. He wanted to trust her. In his heart, he felt he could, and yet… "I don’t know. I hardly know anything about you. Why do you ask?"

[xjackie-frostx]

Who are you?

Jackie pushed the front doors of Pitch's home open, breathing in the tainted smell of nightmare sand. The newly made darkling walked down the hall her hips in a swift motion with each step and as she stopped in her tracks to admire the darkness around her. She heard small steps from behind, making her twist on her heels to look at the intruder."Who are you?" Jackie said with a cocked brow, her hands on her hips as she looked to the girl in front of her."Come on, Speak up. I haven't got all day ya know." Her once icy blue eyes now mixed with black sand that swirled to show her annoyance.

[frostytrio]

DJ sat in a tree his staff resting against his shoulder eyes closer listening to the wind blow pass. It was far more colder since he had returned from being away so long, the snow fall was calm he was rather in a calm mood at this time from the normal of what it all is to be. But he just leaned back against the base not caring to much of what happening in the area. He could hear the people talking, of how cold it was. In the end all he could do was just smirk.

[xquiet--soulx]

She was out in the forest alone, snow everywhere and the lake was frozen "Whoa" was all she could say

ask-luna-black

Exhilarated laughter came from somewhere in the moonlight sky, a blur of blue and white flitting between the trees and barreling into the snow, skidding hazardously over the ice. The frozen pond thickened under Jack’s cold form, fern like frost crisply swirling across it’s reflective surface. The frost spirit’s arms popped up first, staff secured in one hand, before the white haired male sat up with a gasp, laughing breathlessly.

It took him a minute to notice the raven haired girl in the vicinity, standing up and dusting the unmelting snow off his hoodie. He paused with a hand on his sleeve. “Oh he—y...” he paused half way in his waving gesture, almost immediately distracted by her features once he really looked at her. She had child like surprise on her face, her features graceful and quiet and... breathtaking, despite the mild look of awe she held. She appeared a little older than his usual crowd; that was when the reminder that she might not see him flickered in his mind, and he dropped his hand at the uncertainty, the joy fading from his expression and leaving and inquisitive look behind, still distracted by her appearance.

[shirelingfrodo]

"stay awake"

Frodo tried to do as the girl told him, but his eyes flickered shut. He was so tired, so very tired. And his head was in so much pain. Sleep seemed the best thing for him, but he dared not, for he knew the danger of sleeping after a head wound. Bilbo had taught him as much. So he forced his eyes opened and stared up at the girl looking down on him. His vision was blurred and he could hardly see her face, yet she seemed concerned for him. “Do I know you?”

[shirelingfrodo]

"Are you sure your alright?" She asked "you seem very sick Frodo" she told him

"I’m fine." He shut eyes and winced. Though he was in great pain, he knew there was nothing to be done but wait it out as he did every anniversary of his deeper wounds. "Or at least, I will be."