#winterfrostguardian

[gradientsir]

(Winterfrostguardian) He was pretty sure he was outside. Though, if he were being completely honest, he wasn't entirely certain -where-, exactly. All he knew was that it was fairly hot in temperature, and that there were a lot of loud birds squeaking around him. "Wait..." Squeaking? That wasn't-- The source of the sound was coming from below him. Near his feet. He looked in that direction, though he couldn't see much of anything, given his current situation. "The hell?"

“Hey, fuckhead! Open ya eyes, or at least y’r ears! I don’t need to be turned to ice and crushed, dumbass!” 

Forest was honestly not any less frustrated about her current predicament. That being: she was three inches tall and stuck with these feathery things for arms. And, in this case, it seemed she’d have to get closer or she may get hurt. Although her wings were relatively useless so…climbing the ‘cane’ it is. Good thing her wings came equipped with a teeny claw on each, so this wasn’t too bad. ‘Cept when it came to looking down once she reached the height she wanted.

“If you swat at me, I will bite you. No mercy, bitch.”

[celestlian]

Coming out of the closet

Toothiana peered into the winter spirit’s bedroom. Jack was still awake. Slowly, she came round the door and walked further into the room. She looked at her best friend and sat on the side of his bed. The dark skinned girl gave him a smile, albeit small and dangerously close to giving away any emotion she had. Toothiana decided to start talking. “So, uh…” No. She had to do this. She suddenly got up. “No, no. Jack, I…I need to tell you something.” She looked at him before dropping her gaze to the ground. She felt the blood rush to her ears. Her heart pounded. This was it. This was the moment. It was now or never.

“I’m…I’m…I’m gay.”

Once she’d said it, she’d felt like a gigantic weight had been lifted off her shoulders. However, the effect was very much the opposite. Instead of feeling relieved and happy, she felt more burdened than before. Toothiana realised it was because Jack hadn’t spoken. She couldn’t bring himself to look him in the face and quickly turned round, her green dress swishing as she did so. She looked down at her hands, fidgeting with her fingers in an attempt to calm herself.

[elnoraswritings]

What happened ?

@winterfrostguardian​

She was focusing on the fur rolling between the shoulders of the hairy giant pacing in front of her. The sea of grey, brown and maroon hair moved with each step of the yeti and losing herself into its waves prevented the tornado inside of her from bursting. If she didn’t look at it, she was gonna get mad.

Elnöra had met North, once, but it had definitly not prepared her for the enormous Yeti appearing out of nowhere in her room, a giant portal open into swirling nothingness behind him. The girl had screamed, and her book had flown against a wall. Hazel eyes wide with shock, she had stared at Phil who was gesturing urgently to the round screen and it was the worry in his green beetle eyes and the surprisingly soft hand closing on hers that made her follow. The journey was quick and she had been welcomed by another row of Yetis who had thrown a heavy coat on her shoulders ; the temperature had dropped several degrees and she had tightened it around her before following Phil in the maze of hallways under the mountain. 

She was barely glancing around, distracted here and there by a few Elves running between her feet and squeaking with irritation when she happened to trip on their pointy hats. What was going on ? Where was North ? Where was she ? Why was she brought here ? The answer came in the shape of a door ; the Yeti pushed it open and invited her in, taking a step back so she could enter the room.

Her heart stopped. Lying in a bed, was Jack. She shouldn’t have been struck by that fact, but the bandages rolled around his slender bust and the face of pain he was pulling did it. A whimper of anguish escaped her lips as she ran to the boy, halting a few inches away from the bed, suddenly scared of hurting him with any of her gestures. She heard the door close behind her and slowly reached for the Guardian’s hand, taking it cautiously in hers and rubbing soothing circles with her thumb. “Oh gosh, Jack...” Her voice faltered. She was studying his body and concern grew obvious on her face when her eyes met his anew. “What happened ?”

[danslailleurs]

Her hand relaxed, a few seconds only, and she turned it so her palm would face his. As their fingers intertwined, her shoulder leaned against his frame.

[bxxksxndswxrds]

Two boys and the shy girl //closed rp//

@winterfrostguardian

Emma sighed and looked up at the gray clouds rolling over her head. She knew that soon the thunder would come and she would be alone and scared in her box again. ‘Drip....Drip....Drip Drip Drip’ The rain started to pound down onto the child’s small frame. She was going to run back to her ‘Home’  She couldn’t ; however,  she smelt something that made her empty stomach growl. She looked down at the rag of a dress she had on the loose blue and green rag clung to her now soaking wet body. She shivered and sniffled surly catching a cold from the icy rain. She couldn’t help but grab her stomach at the smell. She was starving and her stomach ached at the smell of the food. “J-Just sneak a bit...they won’t get mad...th-they won’t miss it they have a lot more r-right?” She told her felt and held her arms close the her for what little warmth she could gather from her small body. 

Her long brown hair was matted onto her head and hung down sopping wet. Her bare feet slid along the we sidewalk as she made her way into the store. She smelled something sweet and in the store it was warm. She slowly made her way over to the smell she smelled when on the street. People gave her looks she was unclean and this made others avoid her. She looked at the steaming mini apple pies on the open rack, Her small shaking had reached up to grab one as her stomach made a large growl. She was about to grab one when a man smacked her hand with a red hot spatula making a burn on her paper like skin. She whimpered and when the man wasn’t looking Emma  grabbed a pie and ran out of the store. She ran and ran as father as her small legs could take her. She bumped into to boys on her way out of the store and dropped her pie in the mud. “I-I’m sorry I’m sorry Please don’t smack me!” She said picking up the now dirty food and running into an ally way. She sighed thinking she was safe and crawled into a cardboard box. She smiled at the muddy yet still hot meal in her hand. Her burn on her hand stun badly but she just slowly enjoyed her muddy treat before hearing two voices and she gulped.

[elnoraswritings]

Closed RP - Hollow

There was a hollow inside of her. And she was the best at pretending she had filled it in long ago.

Breathe in, breathe out. Empty your head. Focus on the sounds around you, not on the turmoil inside. Breathe in, breathe out.

It was getting harder not to show pain, doubts, thoughts. Those were the loudest and hardest to keep at bay ; they would shriek during every moment of quiet, every second of respite, right after things seemed to finally settle down. It was exhausting. The nights, short and welcome by darkness and nightmares, and the days, grey, lonely and lifeless.

It hadn't always been like that ; the girl usually was of an optimistic nature, but she could not bring herself to focus on the bright side. She tried, oh boy, did she try, but some events, memories, words would slam her back in this mournful state. She hated it. She hated herself for not being stronger. Elnöra often took pride in her ability to face whatever would come her way ; her insight would help considering facts from another point of view and rationalize them. Yet, when it came to emotions, to those feelings that were buried deep down to her very core, it all seemed pointless.

She had never felt so alone.

A ragged breath passed through her chapped lips and she took a second to steady herself ; the silence, created by the falling snow, however soothing, couldn’t keep her thoughts from shaking her. The red-haired girl inhaled deeply, and gazed at the cold flurries escaping her mouth as she exhaled. A smile colored it as the memories of winter blue irises and the music of a laughter invaded her mind. How long had it been since the last time they met ? The gap had spread more and more between each visit of the white-haired boy, but it probably was for the best ; she was no good company, anyway, all sulky and tense. He didn’t need that. He was better off without her. He was…

Truth was she missed him. She missed his words, his smiles and the way he’d always cheer her up. She missed the long afternoons spent in her room, doing everything they could think about, or nothing, as long as they did it together. She missed the mornings she would wake up to his curious gaze or his arms still holding her close after long nights of fear and sadness. She missed it all and more.

But she couldn’t… She couldn’t rely on him. Not now. Not when she was like this. He didn’t deserve to face that. They had shared hard times, allowing trust to grow between them and their link to strengthen, but… This was different. She couldn’t cope anymore. She had allowed darkness to spread and she knew how much it could hurt.

Elnöra didn’t want to hurt Jack, even if she was injured in the process.

The boy had probably felt the distance she had put between them, considering his longer absences. She had managed to consider it a good thing, yet couldn’t get rid of that bitter taste on her tongue every time she thought about him. The whole situation was a mess, but how could have it been different given that her mind was nothing short of a confused chaos ?

Her throat tightened and she swallowed back tears, barely conscious of her surroundings, of the snowflakes that had seemed to fall more and more thickly for the last couple of minutes…

[vengefuldaughterandsister]

Just a normal day ? ( Closed Group rp )

Luna was waiting by the frozen lake the very same lake Jack had pulled her out of when they had first meet. Which is kinda ironic since he was her best friend now. She was certainly waiting for the boy you see the two of them had made plans to see the first snow fall of the winter in her area together. Which of course she was excited for. Sadly the winter spirt did not seem to be anywhere in sight but she was a pretty patient girl so it did not bother her to much that he was not here yet. 

[gathering-storm]

Killer Tunes (closed RP with winterfrostguardian)

The night had been a silent one, most people resting in their homes in preparation for the beginning of the work week to come. then, in a blinding flash, two searchlights bursted to life, their beams illuminating an emaciated brown hedgehog, his body decorated with more jewelry than the most extravagant of human rappers, his eyes a deep, piercing emerald. “y’all get ready ta rock, cause tha PARTEH’S ABOUT TA MOTHER-FUCKIN STAAAART!” he announced as a large group of speakers seemed to materialize around him, soon playing music sounding like a mixture of dubstep, hard country and heavy metal