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@hefrosts asked: ❛ Hey! Spider boy! ❜ Jack’s face appeared suddenly in the windowsill, hanging upside-down. Without giving much time for the other to respond, he leaned in, blowing a minty fresh breath of cold air against the boy’s skin. Then, with a mischievous laugh, he pressed frost-feeling lips against Peter’s nose.
He’s sitting cross-legged on his bed, tinkering with his web-shooters. Snow days aren’t very common for his school, and yet... Peter has a feeling he had a certain winter spirit to thank for his good fortune. (Yes, he believes. You can’t be bitten by a radioactive spider, work with the Avengers, travel to an alien planet, fight off an army-- Er... Well... You get the point, right?)
Clearly this is one of those SPEAK OF THE DEVIL situations, for lo and behold, there’s Jack, and before the vigilante can say anything, a blast of frosty air hits his cheek. Face scrunching up, Peter can’t help but laugh, though the KISS ON HIS NOSE is a surprise that has his cheeks heating up with a ridiculous blush.
“I-- HEY--” Quick, think of something clever-- “What’re you doing here, OLD MAN WINTER?”
♡♡♡ 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 : @hefrosts
❝ you’re a terrible influence, you know. ❞ though spoken with vindication, her playful tone betrays her ; there’s no hint of malice, or even annoyance. jack didn’t pull her out of the house, after all ( only lured her with some well - aimed pebbles to the window ) --- and if evelyn hadn’t wanted to wander, she’d never have gone at all. even as she skips at his side, though, feet light and skirts fluttering over the grass, she keeps up the act for it’s own sake. ❝ papa is already constantly lecturing me about acting like a lady. apparently, that doesn’t include running around with troublemaking village boys... ❞
she pivots on her heel as she speaks, walking backwards to regard him ( if she’s about to walk into a tree, he’ll probably give her a warning ). ❝ with leaves in their hair! do you know that? you’ve got a big leaf --- ❞ quickly, she steals it from his messy, dark fringe, and brandishes it for jack’s inspection like a trophy.
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THAT NIGHT WAS PARTICULARLY COLD. Of all nights to feel sleep-deprived, it had to be one such as this. Only Toothless was keeping him company as Hiccup strolled down Berk’s snowy forest. The Nightfury was chasing the sticks he was throwing at him, their usual game of fetch, a nice distraction to how non-sleepy the young dragon rider felt.
However, as much fun as he was having to play with his best friend in the death of night, with nothing but the moon and stars as witnesses, Hiccup couldn’t shake the feeling of being observed Good thing he left his cabin with his fire sword hooked to his belt. He kept on playing fetch with Toothless but kept his eye open to his surroundings. Just who or what was out there…?
@hefrosts ♡ royal viking au
THE GREAT FEAST HAD FINALLY BEGUN . the mark of midsummer was a notorious celebration where clans from far away regions gather to rejoice the summer solstice . the great hall bustled with men and women of various stature , twirling to the melody concocted through an orchestra of horns , flutes and lyres . despite the rowdy scene before him , hiccup was fairly conservative with parties , often observing from afar all of the minute details none would be wiser to notice . however , as the future prince of berk , it was his duty to mingle among the lively , drunken crowd , much to his chagrin .
HICCUP ADORNS HIS PRINCELY ATTIRE . the stark black tunic with golden embellishments accentuates freckle - starred features , the added dragonscale belt completing his exceptionally royal look . he knows he stands out in the crowd , an unfortunate present only gifted to the royal heirs themselves . despite it all , he hangs his head low , stray strands of auburn hair falling onto forehead . the doors ahead are only a few strides away , and he quickly maneuvers through the crowd to catch a break from the festivities ( and steal a bit of solitude before being forced to socialize once more ) .
THE REFRESHING BREEZE RUFFLES HIS CAREFULLY STYLED HAIR , and hiccup takes a long , deep breath as he soaks in the quietude accompanying a warm summers night . all that can be heard is the muffled music nestled behind closed doors , and the gentle cacophony of crickets sounding in the distance . being so absorbed in the moment , hiccup almost didn’t notice the man next to him ; startling himself out of his dazed stupor .
“ ah , sorry , i didn’t realize anyone else was out here too. ” A HAND PLACED UPON THE HEART , as if the gesture had the power to ease the steady thumping in his chest . a sheepish chuckle follows , and fingers fiddle with his golden cuffs . emerald hues take a moment to observe the white - haired boy before him , brows quirking upward and a bemused grin threatening to tug at his lips . “ needed to catch a break too , huh ? ”
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“as much as i’d love to wash up my reputation, i’m afraid the constant scrubbing isn’t something my skin can endure. i’m sensitive.” flynn bit into his apple, legs dangling from the branch he sat upon, “besides, why be ashamed??”
❛ You seem to stargaze even more than I do. ❜ Jack mused aloud, peering over the blonde’s shoulder. Breath cold agains Ven’s nose, he couldn’t help his desire to nip a little as he laughed quietly, amusedly. ❛ Don’t catch yourself a case of frostbite, kiddo. You’re already dangerously close as is. ❜ @hefrosts.
“ WHOA, HOW IS YOUR BREATH SO COLD ? ”
ventus doesn’t really know much about the spirits that linger around various connected worlds, so it’s only natural that he doesn’t recognize the winter sprite for who he is : JACK FROST, nipping playfully at his reddened nose, chilled from a day in arendelle with aqua & a night spent watching the stars alone. he’d like to be warmer, but this is where he’s content to be for now ... basking in the endless sky above the land of departure, now with some very intriguing company!
“ i like the stars. they make me feel like i’m really part of something, you know? like my problems are so insignificant. ” blue eyes flick up to watch his companion thoughtfully. “ you said you watch them too, didn’t you? who are you? ”
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❝ . . . i can sense you there . . . like a friend i have always known . ❞ ❝ . . . you don’t have to hide . show yourself . i'm dying to meet you . . . it's your turn . are you the one I've been looking for all of my life? show yourself . i'm ready to learn . ❞