#jaime bennett

[ginkgo-mist]

drawing him made me go through the five stages of grief but wtv. his whimsy made me push through 🧎

[hyperfixationsarecallingyou]

I've been thinking about those peeps who talk about the Bennett siblings becoming guardians.

I've been wondering what the two would be the guardians of, maybe-

Sophie: curiosity, she's always looking and grabbing things.

Jaime: Connection/Inclusion, when he got his friends to band together to help the guardians (and when Cupcake joined their friend group)

Or Imagination - Jaime was super into bigfoot and all sorts of mythology in the beginning of the movie, and kinda brought Sandy back to life in the end.

Other ideas:

Guardian of Vitality - both of the kids were running around, sledding, do all sorts of activities (if you think about our generation that barely touches grass, this is so needed)

Guardian of Art/Creativity - both siblings were heavily influenced by art and whatnot. Sophie enjoying Bunny's painted eggs, and Jaime when he drew that picture of how he lost his tooth.

[witchesofmysticchurch]

There are some things in canon that I like to keep the same no matter what one of them is Bonnie being raised as an only child, I did want to give Bonnie a sibling but that small detail just wouldn't let me until today that is. Jaime as Bonnie's biological younger half-sister has finally opend the door for me to give Bonnie a sibling. I need thank @cancerian-woman for inspiring me with that thought.

[val-creative]

Merry Whumpmas! Day 2: 'Broken Bone'

Hurtcember Day 2: 'Breakdown'

Whumpcember Day 2: 'This is your fault'

Medcember Day 2: 'Septic Shock'

Rise of the Guardians

For the Merry Whumpmas 2024 Day 2 prompt "Broken Bone"!

For @medcember's Day 2 prompt "Septic Shock"

For @whumpcember's Day 2 prompt "This is your fault"

For @hurtcember's Day 2 prompt "Breakdown"

Type: Fanfiction | Fandom: Rise of the Guardians (2012) | Characters: E. Aster Bunnymund, Sophie Bennett, Jamie Bennett, Jack Frost, Other Rise of the Guardians Character(s) | Ships: None.

Warnings & Triggers: Major Character Injury, Illness, Near Death.

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During the very next spring, Bunnymund watches the river moss and sedum and green flowering lichen creep and cover the oasis's stones.

He always welcomes down the two kids: Jack Frost's first believer and The Last Light, Jamie Bennett, and... Jamie's sister, Sophie. Out of all the Guardians there ever were, Bunnymund's her favorite.

Sophie often runs around the Warren, chasing the unpainted eggs, laughing at the brooks bubbling and ancient-carved stone heads dancing. Sophie jumps at Bunnymund's feet to dance along, eagerly tugging his paw, batting her eyes up at Bunnymund without saying a word and getting whatever she wants. As if princess to Bunnymund's own domain. She may as well be. No other kid was ever so loved.

"No, Sophie! Don't jump off those!" Jamie yells, waving over to his little sister taking tumbles off the stone heads flailing to catch her.

One of them misses, and Sophie lands with a thud. But she's smiling.

Reassured by it, Bunnymund waves off a frowning Jamie instead. "No more fussing! It's an Easter picnic, mate!" he announces. Jamie's shoulders slowly go tense. "We got jellybeans! We got ham and we got carrot cake and we got pepper deviled eggs and we got--!"

At another high-pitched holler, Sophie leaping again, Jamie gets up. He marches to the nearby pond she plays at, calling out again.

"What are ya gonna do when Sophie's all grown up?" Jack mumbles, glancing between her and Bunnymund's eyes entirely focused on her. "The day's coming, y'know. She's turning nine in December this year."

"You should ask yourself that question instead, mate," Bunnymund sharply points out, and Jack makes a bit of a face, nibbling on one of the deviled eggs and ignoring Jamie's back. "He'll be out of middle school soon enough. That's usually when they stop believing..."

"Hm, no." Jack shakes his head, insisting, and Bunnymund huffs, "No. I'm not worried about Jamie. You guys have had adult believers."

"But they never remember to look... and to SEE us, Jack."

Unconvinced, Jack still shakes his head, frowning now like Jamie.

"JACK! JACK, HELP!"

Jamie's panicking scream echoes through the Warren, and a fierce-looking Jack's running off even before Bunnymund gets himself up.

At the pond's edge, water ripples. Where's Sophie?

He manages to get it out between breathes, Jack's hands protectively clasping Jamie's face--"Sophie fell in! I think she's hurt!"

Bunnymund doesn't wait, diving in, searching her out underwater. His rabbit-heart thrums fast. Something must be wrong. Very, very wrong. Because Sophie knows how to swim... and if she can't swim...

When Bunnymund pulls her out, his fur soaked, Sophie gasps for air and trembling and cries in Bunnymund's paws, holding her left arm.

It looks distorted to Bunnymund, swelling red. And unnaturally warm.

"Oh, no..."

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He was the fastest out of everyone. Bunnymund whispered to Sophie cry-hiccupping Bunnymund's name into his dripping wet bunny fur, unsure of how to make her better, heaving them above ground.

Unfortunately, Sophie's arm didn't get any better. The skin purpled. Bunnymund thought he caught a whiff of a fever on Sophie building.

Mr. and Mrs. Bennett took her away, frantic.

They were mad at Jamie at first, scolding him for not watching Sophie and letting her get into trouble, then... they weren't. Sophie got worse. From an infected bone fracture, Bunnymund learns.

For a while, Sophie slept while being taken care of doctors. And slept. And slept past the time Sophie was meant to wake after her surgery.

Before she woke up in that morning, nearly a month after Easter, Jamie confronted a devastated-looking in Jamie's own bedroom. "This is your fault!" Jamie yelled, tearfully ramming little fists against Bunnymund's chest. "I hate you! I hate you, Ihateyou!"

He finally broke, angrily sobbing. Jack, watching them solemnly from the door, nodded. Bunnymund lowered his ears and hugged onto Jamie sobbing louder and hugging Bunnymund back reluctantly.

(Jamie didn't hate him... he didn't hate anyone, Jack mumbles to Bunnymund when it's late in the night. That wouldn't ever be Jamie.)

"It is my fault, Jamie... I thought she would always be safe with me..."

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Bunnymund sneaks to Sophie's window as soon as she's home.

Sophie notices him, grinning, trying to open her window. Instead of having her struggle with it, Bunnymund opens it and climbs in.

"Hi!"

Bunnymund's nose-whiskers twitch. She smells like herself again. "Hi, Soph," he says, eyeing Jamie wheel up Sophie's oxygen tank.

"Did you have something to say, Sophie?" Jamie mentions.

She flattens her lips, glaring a moment at her brother.

"I... I promise I won't practice hopping anymore."

"That's what happened in the Warren?" Bunnymund mumbles, awed. "You were trying to practice to be... a rabbit like me... and hop high?"

When Sophie looks down, a little more ashamed, Jamie seems satisfied and pats her uninjured arm. Bunnymund minds her little hot pink cast, hugging Sophie, cupping the back of her blonde head.

"You need to all better first, okay... that's the most important thing," Bunnymund reminds her, letting an eager-eyed Sophie rest on his huge and furred knee. "Then... I'm gonna teach you even more secret rabbit tricks. Not even the other Guardians know about them."

It's worth hearing a giggle. Because one day, Sophie will grow up. And Sophie will understand how truly, deeply loved she really is.

[dandylion240]

6.43 Interrupted

Landon groaned upon hearing the loud intrusive knock on his front door. All he wanted was one day where he could spend time with his kids uninterrupted. “I’ll get Dad,” Starlight said, jumping to …

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[edmnix]

Jack Frost: The Perfect Wingman

The young girl at Jaime's side rubbed her bare arms as they walked in the dim, cool afternoon. She knew it was near Winter but hadn’t thought of bringing a sweater. Besides, she thought, eyeing the sweater wrapped around Jaime's waist, Jaime's not even wearing his. It’s really not that cold.

As they walked, neither of them noticed the dark figure that dropped from the sky and landed on a low roof above them. For a moment, the figure simply loomed over them, watching the two as they walked. Then, the figure pulled out a staff gripped by a single pale hand and extended it towards them. A gentle breeze danced from its tip. It swirled downwards until it reached the girl. The girl immediately started shaking, her teeth clattering.

She couldn’t keep from complaining anymore.

"I- it's really c-cold." She said through clattering teeth.

"Really?" Jaime stopped walking and looked down at her. Under his gaze, she suddenly felt very self-conscious. “You didn’t bring a sweater?” She shook her head. Her eyes wandered to the sweater wrapped around his waist. Her heart quickened.

Above, the man smiled, a notion that was obscured by the shadow of his hood. Satisfied with his work, he began to lower his staff.

“That’s too bad. Looks like you’ll just have to deal with the cold for a bit longer.”

The figure twitched, causing the lowering staff to jerk in his hands. What? The hooded figure edged over to get a better view of Jaime, who after making that cheerful remark, had turned away and resumed his walking.  

The girl's cheeks flushed as she clumsily fell into step beside him.

"I know that! I was just saying but it's not that bad."

"You sure? Your face is a bit red. I would give you mine but it's kind of smelly. I haven't washed it in a while. We can stop by somewhere so you can buy a sweater if you want."

"I- no that's fine."

Becoming annoyed, the man on the roof tapped his fingers over the staff. Suddenly, he whipped it out, with both of his hands this time, and pointed it towards the girl again. A harsh breeze shot out but this time it fell on the path directly ahead of the girl, glazing it with a thick layer of ice.

Her foot slipped on it and she frantically waved her hands around, trying to find an anchor to grip on to. Her hands found Jaime who already had his arms wrapped around her waist.

"Wow! You okay?"

He was close. Really, really close. Close enough to see the different colored streaks in those brown eyes as they searched her face. She flushed and quickly glanced away.

Get yourself together, get yourself together. Look anywhere but at him- act like he’s not even there, she desperately thought, but it was difficult to do with him being that close. 

"I uh- yea I just slipped on ice I think." She mumbled half-coherently.

"Ice?"

Jaime let go of her and she dropped to the ground with a yelp. Jaime winced and stretched out a hand to her.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to drop you," he said as she reached out to grab it, "it's just that you said ice-" she let out a small yelp again as Jaime, distracted by something on the ground, moved his hand before she could properly grab it.

"It's not cold enough for ice yet." Jaime mumbled. The girl glanced up from the ground as she rubbed her behind. Jaime was kneeling down looking at the ice she had slipped on. He grinned.

"Hey, go on without me.” He said. “I'm going to check up on something. I'll meet up with you guys later." He jogged away before the girl could even process what he had said.

Jaime stopped at a secluded area and immediately searched upwards, a wide smile on his face. 

"You have the best wingman the Moon has to offer and you completely disparage it."

Jaime spun around and saw Jack Frost perched on top of a fence, his staff resting against his side.  "Jack!" Jaime ran towards him. Jack laughed and jumped off the fence to meet him half-way.

"You've grown about two feet since I last saw you."

"Good thing too. I made the basketball team this year!"

"Really?" Jack set his staff against his shoulder as they walked side by side, their voices fading as they wondered without a destination.

"See! I told you that you could do it."

"Only because of my height."

"No, I'm telling you, you’re really skilled."

[jackelaino]

I like that everyone was mortified and scared when Jamie plunged into the street FULL OF CARS but Cupcake was just like “This is getting good.”

[winter-prince-jack-frost]

Jaime's life