#Blackicerotg

[bunnimew]

For RotG Secret Santa 2024- 9. [Jack/Pitch] Fluff, or a soft as possible moment between them.

I am weak for them being soft and cozy~ 🥹💙🖤 I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

@rotgsecretsanta

[swagyatta]

blackice good for my soul this 2025

[lindzem]

FAIR IS FAIR

Pitch sits upon his throne and waves his hand nonchalantly towards the magic mirror. He begins to sip his deep red wine from the glass in his hand.

P: Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?

Mirror: There is but one fairer than thee.

Pitch spits out his sip and glares.

P: Impossible-!? Who?!

Mirror: Jack Frost. Features all white as snow and eyes of sky blue.

Pitch sees the image of Jack shown having such fun skating on lake ice.

P: Hmmm...well he IS quite beautiful indeed.

The man ponders his options for a silent few long seconds before grinning.

P: Well, if you can't beat 'em, MARRY 'em~

@bunnimew

(I thought you'd like this ;3 )

[larunchig]

Ваще эту фигу я накалякал ещё в апреле, но се то как-то раньше опубликовать у меня эт не получалось. Странно? Согласен.

[sylphmacabre]

All Hallows Eve

Fandom: RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

'Verse - Six Guardians

Characters: Jack Frost, Pitch Black

Pairing: Blackice

Rating: Teen

Summary: You wouldn't think costumes with a theme would be Pitch Black's thing... at least, not in public.

Originally posted on Archive Of Our Own on October 31, 2015.

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Jack would never cease to be astounded by the mercuriality of Pitch's moods, no matter how many years passed since the first time pale blue-veined limbs entwined with grey-skinned ones, no matter how often citrine eyes looked into sapphire ones and did not look away.

He'd learned quickly enough when to joke with his bedmate, and when to remain silent, when to be supportive of Pitch's melancholy and when to distract him from it.

But Jack never expected Pitch to be the one to suggest a night out on the town... a night spent in company... a night NOT spent brooding on his obsidian throne or cavorting between black satin sheets.

Not Mister "I am the Boogeyman and you will not have fun in my presence unless I'm sticking my tongue down your throat". Not Mister "oh I miss the Dark Ages when people actually fainted when they saw a plague doctor mask".

And certainly not "a night out" on Hallowe'en itself, a working holiday for the King of Nightmares, a duty Pitch took very, very, VERY seriously and defended to his fellow Guardians.

Thus, when Pitch casually worked into conversation the phrase "I thought we could drop in at Sanderson's little soiree in coordinated costumes this year", Jack was thoroughly flummoxed.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm-okay?"

Pitch's clever hands kept kneading Jack's shoulders, claws retracted for a change. "And since the little creampuff likes marine life so much, why don't we indulge him?"

Jack turned over and looked the Nightmare King in the eye. "Seriously? You actually want to be seen in public with me outside of Guardian meetings?"

Thin grey lips quirked and revealed a hint of fangs. "I would have thought by now that you'd relish a chance to mix fun and fear. What goes better than All Hallows Eve and showing off that mix?"

Further conversation halted when Pitch simultaneously unsheathed his claws and trailed his tongue over Jack's collarbone.

A week later, Jack swooped into Pitch's lair to collect him for their trip to the Island of Sleepy Sands. He'd crafted his ice to coat his body in a brilliant blue shade and lengthened the ice into a long tail, so that he now resembled an electric eel.

He couldn't help but yelp and leap backward as something that was all teeth and uncanny swiftness emerged from the darkness and lunged towards him.

A throaty chortle from the Nightmare King calmed Jack enough that he could catch his breath and sputter out, "When... will I learn... that you're always going to pick the... creepiest... FREAKIEST... way of saying hello?"

Pitch proudly waggled the sinuous shadows emerging from his rump that finished off his lamprey look. Jack did not even want to TRY to guess how Pitch had reshaped his own head so that his eyes were now on either side of his skull; he was too disconcerted by the ever-open mouth ringed by triple rows of teeth that Pitch was now sporting.

"Okay, now that you've scared a century off my immortal span, can we get going to the party?" the Guardian of Fun asked the Guardian of Caution. He was surprised to see a hesitance come over Pitch, and wondered about its cause.

Pitch fidgeted before replying, "I actually have two costumes planned for the evening. This one is just for show... can't have the rabbit or the fat man gloating that I've gone soft in the head over you, after all." He cleared his throat and continued, "But I came up with the idea of another costume, just for you. A private viewing, maybe for later?"

The Nightmare King made some kind of motion that Jack did not immediately catch, but the result was striking. The essential eel-ness of Pitch's body did not change, but his colouring faded to an icy white, nearly as blinding as Jack's normal skin tone, mottled with deep-space-black markings that looked like... snowflakes.

Jack could only stare. Before he could stop himself, he blurted out, "Now THAT'S a moray!" and was rewarded with a full-throated laugh from Pitch.

They arrived at Sandy's party hours later than expected, with Pitch's lamprey teeth back in full evidence, but the self-satisfied looks they kept throwing one another gave the game away to their fellow Guardians.

[bunnimew]

For RotG Secret Santa- 26. [Jack/Pitch or No ship] Nightmare Before Christmas crossover with either Jack, Pitch, or both. Them as friends or together.

I hope you like it! 😁

@rotgsecretsanta

[swagyatta]

been thinking about my boys lately. i want them happy so bad 🥺

[not-he]

nuevo fondo de pantalla...?

After that, Jack accidentaly smacked Pitch in the face with the staff [Click for full view, Tumblr messed with the resolution]

[lindzem]

Pitch attempting to villanously monologue his plan, as is tradition. Jack gets bored. Jack has funny idea. Jack slams Pitch up against a wall, raises one knee up to the side, and grinds against him with his hips.

Jack: GOD I'm so attracted to your desperate pathetic man-swag!~

Pitch: ?????????? (While blushing redder than humanly possible and proceeds to forget his entire plan)

[bunnimew]

@rotg-halloween ! Finally, my entry for Creak!

Sort of a part 2 to my Lethal Company AU with Company slave employee!Jack and Bracken!Pitch. 😂 Now with Coilheads!

Transcript:

Jack: -Pant- -Pant- OhshitOhshitThisisitI'mdeadFuckthisjobFuckFu--

-quack

Jack: Omg this is actually the nicest thing that's happened to me since I started this stupid job...

Rubber Ducky. Value: 69 Nice.

Pitch: Rrrrr~

Jack: ...I'm into it.

Part 1

[weird-gay-ships]

I really need to see a Persephone AU. Someone please point me to one. At least a oneshot.

Pitch/Jack - Rape of Jack Frost (Original work: Rape of Persephone [Link])

[swagyatta]

chewing on them i love them

[lindzem]

OUR WISHING WELL

Pitch frowns, exhausted from trudging through the nearly knee deep snow. He didn't even remember why he'd walked in such weather, he just...

It reminded him of *him.*

Just a bit further up he swore he saw the shape of something. With a squint, he proceeds towards it. It was an old tall stone water well.

He looked it over curiously then leaned his arms across the ledge with a heavy sigh. The water inside had frozen over, the ice almost a mirror to gaze into.

Pitch thinks and then glances around, making sure no one else was around to see or hear him.

With a soft breath his stares down at his reflection with such a sad gloomy look. He summons a few small nightmare sand doves around the ledge.

P: Wanna know a secret?

The birds coo and nod.

P: Promise not to tell?

They coo again.

P: We are standing by a wishing well. Make a wish into the well, that's all you have to do. And if you hear it echoing... Your wish will soon come true.

All the birds peek into the well curiously as Pitch sings into it. It echos his voice back.

P: Im wishing. (Im wishing) For the one I love, to find me (to find me) today. (today) I'm hoping. (Im hoping) and Im dreaming of, the nice things (the nice things) he'll say. (he'll say)

Pitch frowns and wipes a tear away from his cheek as he dissipates the birds.

P: But life isn't a Snow White fairy tale...

Just as he turns around to leave, a voice rings out above him.

?: Now that I've found you, hear what I have to saaaaaaaayyy!

Pitch whirls around frantically, looking up and seeing Jack laying on the roof of the well with a smirk. Pitch's face went crimson with embarrassment.

J: Snow White, huh? Yearning for a prince charming.

P: Oh, shut it, Frost!

(@bunnimew another something special for ya! <3)

[candraz]

*throw a blackice kiss into the crowd* here you go ✨✨✨