#sleeptightfrostbite

[tangled-princess]

@sleeptight-frostbite

Rapunzel sighed, looking out the window. It was another boring day in her tower. She'd done all her chores, baked several pies and read all her books. It was cold today, and she wrapped her arms around herself. She wondered if it would snow. She'd never seen snow, only read about it in books, and heard of it in Christmas carols. She began to hum one softly to herself. "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose..."

[xformiido-blog]

Get out of my lair, you frozen bag of peas.

Pitch @ Jack probably

[therainspirit]

sleeptight-frostbite started following you

"Well, hello. Didn't expect some company,"

[descendantstar-blog]

“ A black wind took you away from sight And held the darkness over day that night ”

[myglassslipper]

sleeptight-frostbite lost his slipper

Cinderella shivered lightly as she walked through the town, a bright smile painted on her lips. It was snowing! The last time she'd even seen the white substance was when she was a mere eight year old. Cindy'd been tending to Major outside, and she'd been fascinated by the tiny flakes.

The Princess was so lost in her reverie, that she wound up walking directly into someone. "Oh, pardon me!" she laughed softly, her eyes glancing upwards at the boy. "I really must learn to watch where I'm going."

[nochangeofcolor-blog]

Eight new strangers in the caste

blitzingwind, hookinsteadofahand, sleeptight-frostbite, im-a-hiccup, holyfuckits-mothernature, hometownguardian, obscurityofblizzards, veryinterestedinyourhair

Pascal backed away from the crowd uncertainly. "Who the hell are you?"he asked, eyeing them nervously. He felt overwhelmed and would rather be by himself. 

[sleeptight-frostbite]

❆━━{ Soooo, after some careful consideration and long thought, I have decided to archive this blog and start over fresh. This blog has become something I don’t want it to be – inactive, messy, and overall, worn out. I’ve had sleeptight-frostbite for nearly three years now, and Jack is far too important to me to just leave, so I will completely be moving to glaciiate over the next week or so. I will reblog his promo tomorrow, and begin following those I wish to continue interactions with over on that blog.

Regarding current threads and plots, save for the recent ones, they will be DROPPED. For those I am actively writing with as of now, I will send a message your way over on glaciiate to check whether you would prefer to continue our current threads, or start over.

Thank you all for being so very patient with me over the past year. Musing Jack on this blog has been such a chore for longer than I am okay with, and to retire this one feels like such a tremendous weight has been lifted off both of our shoulders. I look forward to interacting with all you guys over there, and again, I cannot thank you enough.

��� Leo. }

[lastbutnotalone-archives-blog]

Frost has come into the Warren.

Aster was usually one to relax whenever he was in the Warren, choosing whatever form he felt more comfortable with that day and going either under one of the trees there or near the creek he had in the middle of the small fields.  His body would relax and he would lay there, thoughts reeling as to what he could plan for the next Easter.  Different patterns for the eggs, numerous other places to hide them, and how to get more Believers.  Though the Pooka could be well seen by most and, in his most used form, he would cause terror to drunkards for his own fun, his job was still to protect the children and bring joy to them, something he found enjoyable himself whenever his time of year came around.  The being's day was supposed to be relaxed and well laid out, going whenever he felt like to wreak some havoc near bars or wherever he felt like going to.

But as soon as the slightest sign of frost, the smallest chill he got, set in the middle of the Warren, the being was up to his feet, shifting into the beast that he would be seen as to intimidate and drive off unwanted people.  He stood tall in his horse form, eyes gleaming a fierce gold as he panted heavily, his feet stomping twice as if he could scare off something small.  It was an instinct he was used to, and caught onto it whenever he felt something was off, but as he turned to see the guardian that was standing behind him, the Pooka relaxed, letting out a sigh before shifting to his rabbit form that the other knew much better.

"Frost.  What brings you here?"

[jacksmaster]

To Long for a Family

“I thought this might happen.” Pitch walked forward, standing not far behind Jack. “They never really believed in you. I was just trying to show you that. But I understand….” He watched as Jack tried to shoot ice towards him but quickly blocked it with his sand as he shook his head. He had so much strength due to the nightmares and as the spirit continued to attack. ‘He didn’t understand anything’? He was infuriated by such a statement as he started to shout.

He had been on the defensive but now it was his turn to fight. “No?! I don't know what it's like to be cast out?!” His eyes followed the spirit as Jack moved into the air and suddenly snow, ice, and wind surrounds them but not for long. “To not be believed in. To long for a family...” He turns to face the spirit and saw the look of compassion for only a second on the other’s features as Jack finally decided to listen to him.

His anger fades to almost exhaustion. He just wanted someone to listen to him, to understand. Jack would be the only one that could because they were the same. “All those years in the shadows I thought, no one else knows what this feels like. But now I see I was wrong.” They locked eyes and for once it felt as though Jack could feel that connection. He was making a real offer and hoped the other would take it seriously. “We don't have to be alone, Jack.”

“I believe in you.” He hoped those few words could make a difference. “And I know children will too.” Pitch almost smiled when Jack said the two simple words, ‘in me’. He knew he just might get through to the spirit. “Yes! Look at what we can do!” His hand moved up to the large sculpture that they created together when their powers collided. “What goes better than cold and dark? We can make them believe. We'll give them a world where everything, everything is…” He turns to face Jack. “Pitch black…”

He realized how that looked and quickly clarified. “And Jack Frost too. They’ll believe in both of us.” He was allowing himself to be vulnerable for the first time in hundred of years. He was no fool. He couldn’t do this without Jack Frost. They wanted the same thing and now was their chance to get it. They could both be believed in. Forever.

[formidolumina]

sleeptight-frostbite liked your post “toothianaandbabytooth: “TURKEY?!” “BRING IT, TURKEY! DON’T THINK I’VE...”

I saw that~

[descendantstar-blog]

STAR DUST: A blackice/goldenfrost fanmix based on lovesickpitch and sleeptight-frostbite's 'Star Dust' RP.

Forced to flee, Kozmotis finds himself in an escape pod to get back home. Something goes wrong and it sends him hurtling through time and space, eventually crashing to Earth hundreds of years later. Down on Earth, A lonely winter spirit notices what he thinks to be a falling star that night, and makes a wish on it for companionship...

Cover Art edited by me, summary written by me. Soundtrack to this RP.

[eldritch-shadow]

The night was cold and dark and the Nightmare King was out to wreak havoc. Stalking through the shadows, he was looking for good prey. People who were outside, alone.

But then, he noticed a superatural presence. And not a weak one, either. He could only guess what this meant, and he quickly hid in the shadows.

[cupidst-valentine]

sleeptight-frostbite has found the castle

"Well, Hello Jack." Cupid greeted with a soft smile. "What brings you to my humble home?" 

[pinchyourcheektowakeup-blog]

sleeptight-frostbite makes an appearance..

[The young lady's slightly stoic face grew a soft smile. Jack Frost.. She brushed down at her black dress, straightening the small ripples in the silky fabric.]

Uh, hi.

[sigynthevictorious]

sleeptight-frostbite&sigynthevictorious ~ closed rp

When she was younger Sigyn was always told she would be free to marry who she wanted, marry for love and it would be her eldest sister who would be the one forced to suffer from an arranged marriage. But with her now married, peace was once again needed between Asgard and Vanaheim, so Sigyn was given her new duty, to marry the youngest Prince of Asgard.

The thought of being shipped off and sold to the Aesir like a cow at market made Sigyn feel sick, she couldn't do it, she had always been promised she would marry for love, to be able to choose who she would spend her life with. Instead she was stuck with a man she had never met. 

In a childish moment she decided to rebel against her family, her duties and her realm. Muttering a spell she found in a dusty old spell book she felt herself being dragged backwards and soon ended up being thrown into a pile of snow. Sigyn hit her head against something hard and everything went black.