#frost❄️

[purple-space-aliens]

✮🛸intro🪐✮

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we don’t use code names anymore because none of us gaf lmao. we have dsmp fictives so if you don’t like that then leave. also we swear. a lot

we’re a endo system who has been on tumblr for a little bit and are redoing certain aspects of our blog to be a bit more accurate! many of us are nonhuman in the headspace in one way or another (kin, holothere, etc). in addition to this, we’re all collectively a goop dog alien who also has parasites, or as we call them, “bugs”! we are physically goop, but are usually in a human form as it takes too much effort to intentionally shift so might as well stay in disguise. we are also able to rarely shift into other creatures, such as a jerboa, but we usually stay human or sometimes our true body. originally we were nervous about bringing up the whole physically nonhuman thing, but with the recent in holothere content, we decided to go ahead and show that part of ourselves to tumblr. also, we mostly use the color purple, despite the rainbow username so yeah.

dni/byi

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✮🛸basic info🪐✮

~ our name is goop (collective identity) or lemons (tumblr system name)!

~ collectively maverique!

~ collectively we currently use they/them (in a plural sense), it/its, and be/bim/bis/bimself!

~ we use the label holothere usually, but don’t rlly care much abt or mind labels

~ we’re probably neurodivergent so keep that in mind!

~ some of us are adults, while others are not (the body is a minor tho so don’t be weird and shit)

~ endo system (no syscourse, most of us hate discourse and all that stuff)

~ we’re still learning abt the whole parasitical bugs thing, and will add more abt that whenever we find stuff out

~ plz interact u you want, we like to try and meet new people even tho we’re bad at social stuff! (rbs, asks, comments are much appreciated!)

~ we mostly post nonhuman and alterhuman stuff, so except to see that kind of thing on this blog as we get better at writing (we struggle with writing so we’ll see how much improving actually happens lol)

~ the purple goopy alien dog designs is a more online sona version of what we look like, which was designed by a friend!

✮🛸headmates list🪐✮

codename+emoji (pronouns//non-human?//kin type//other)

~ tommy (moots and headmates can call me toms/tom)🌹(he/fae/she//existence related to tommyinnit in some way but we don’t know for sure the details//red panda and bird hybrid//polar bearkin//minor)

~ nick or nikki 🏵️(he/she//piplup and vampire//huskykin//age regressor?)

~ yellow 🍋(alien//whalekin and monkeykin//dsmp ponk but doesn’t rlly like talking abt it)

~ phil 🍃(he/him//part crow//shockingly philza,idk where he’s been tho)

~ cyan (can also call pup) 🦋(kinda dogkin but it’s complicated, hawkkin, arctic foxkin, sockeye salmonkin//minor)

~ ranboo 🫐(he/him//some kind of creature//ranboo fictive but dunno where he’s been)

~ sodalite/soda 🌀(dragon//uses translations form other alters)

~ purple(d)/finn/cosmo (moots and headmates can call me purp)🪻(ey/em/eirs/emself and he/him//dsmp purpled fictive, don’t like me? fuck off then because i like me//alien, rabbit, and jerboa (complicated)//rabbitkin, duckkin, agoutikin, maybe something else but idk)

~ iris ☂️ (they/them//alien//polecat therian//minor//age regressor)

~ pink 🌸(he/him//pig//technoblade fictive but doesn’t rlly care if you call him that or not)

~ crimson 🧣(he/him//demon dog)

~ frost ❄️ (any pronouns, including neos//bug alien//questioning sea turtle kin)

~ taffy 🎀 (any//angel)

~ lime 🍊(any of he/she/they/it//lion)

~ ube 🪁 (he/him, sometimes they, never she//eevee//luigi fictionkin(i think)//age regressor//i’m not the brightest or best at communicating sorry//trans in a kinda confusing way??? [complicated but i feel the need to specify as it is very important to me specifically])

~ forest 🐊 (he/it, maybe other but dunno//crocodilian or gator thing//maybe agre?//it types like this a lot so be patient with it)

~ ace🌙 (he/him//demon//please read his filter tag list)

~ littles 🌤️ (anonymous)

[candyheartedchy]

I don’t care if it’s November, I’m posting Jack Frost!!!

[iamgonnagetyouback]

I would also love to get a frostbite with the prompt "You can't just say things like that!" "Why? Because it makes you blush?" with james 💕💕

Thank you so much requesting, bun! I hope you like it <33

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ JAMES POTTER #9: "You can't just say things like that!" "Why? Because it makes you blush?"

The two of you were sitting by the lake, legs stretched out in front, hands barely an inch apart. The sun was beginning to dip, casting a warm, orange glow over the grounds, and you were wrapped up in James’s old Quidditch jumper because you’d “forgotten” to bring a coat. (Not that he minded lending it to you—he lived for moments like these.)

He’d been telling you some ridiculous story about Sirius trying to charm the Great Hall's tables into flying around during breakfast, but somewhere along the line, he’d trailed off, his gaze softening as he looked at you.

“What?” you asked, tilting your head at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He shrugged, giving you that dimpled grin that always got him out of trouble. “Can’t help it. You look… beautiful.”

Your eyes went wide as a blush crept up your cheeks. “You can’t just… say things like that!”

“Why not?” His grin grew, clearly pleased with your reaction.

“Because!” you spluttered, fidgeting with the edge of his sleeve. “It… it makes people flustered!”

“Ah,” he said, scooting a little closer. “So it makes you flustered, is what you’re saying?”

“No!” you said, a little too quickly, your cheeks warming even more. “I’m not flustered. I just… I don’t think you can go around calling people beautiful, is all.”

“Oh, really?” He was practically laughing now, clearly enjoying the way you were trying to avoid his gaze.

“Yes, really!” You crossed your arms and lifted your chin, trying to look unaffected. “There are rules to these kinds of things.”

“Rules? Since when have you known me to follow rules?” He smirked, reaching over to tug on the sleeve of his jumper where it hung down past your hand. “Besides, if you’re not flustered, then what’s the problem?”

“Nothing’s the problem,” you muttered, feeling absolutely ridiculous but trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. “I just… I don’t like it when you say things like that out of nowhere. It’s—”

“Adorable?” he supplied, grinning at you, clearly undeterred.

“No! Infuriating!” you shot back, but your face gave you away.

He leaned in just a little closer, his voice softening. “Because it makes you blush?”

Your breath hitched as you tried to come up with a comeback. But, embarrassingly, nothing came. You could only manage an indignant huff, folding your arms tighter.

“See?” he whispered, his smirk downright devilish. “You’re blushing.”

“James Potter, I swear—” you began, but he cut you off by gently taking your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks.

“Yeah?” he asked, his voice almost a whisper as he gazed at you, entirely unbothered. “You swear what?”

“That you’re… you’re…” Your train of thought completely derailed as his thumb brushed your cheek again, leaving you in absolute shambles.

“I’m… what?” he prompted, looking like the most self-satisfied person in the world.

“Impossible,” you muttered, your voice much softer this time.

His smile softened too, a warm and genuine look in his eyes that made your heart skip. “But you love it, don’t you?”

You tried to scoff, but it came out far weaker than intended. “That’s beside the point.”

“Is it?” he asked, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering just a bit longer than necessary.

“Y-Yes,” you mumbled, feeling like you were floating. “It is.”

“Well,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face, “good thing I’m not great with rules then, yeah?”

You couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you as you snuggled into his jumper. And in that moment, with the warmth of his laughter and the feel of his arms around you, you couldn’t remember why you’d even tried to deny it in the first place.

[starleska]

Are you gonna give us that Jack Frost/Reader we know you wanna write?? 😆

oh god yes yes YES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO 😳💖 there is an absolutely tragic lack of x Reader fanworks for this man, which is devastating given how much he craves attention...i think he needs a little love to warm him right up 😉

Jack Frost x Reader headcanons 💙❄️

❄️ when You first meet Jack, he flatters You like you're the only person in the world who matters. he presses earnest kisses to the backs of your palms and showers You with compliments. you're taken in by his glittering smile, and the ease with which Jack makes You feel ever so special. but with time, You notice Jack's long game. there's a shallow affect behind those attentive eyes which clues You in; he's not only always watching You for any glimmer of approval, but watching everyone else too, all of the time. every phrase is perfectly engineered to give him the response he wants, and what he wants is attention. so, You decide to turn the tables on him. You make it your life's goal to make Jack Frost melt. ❄️ when You confront Jack on his scheming behaviour, his persona cracks like ice. his smile drops instantly and he takes on a mocking, scathing tone. "You think you've figured it all out?" he scoffs. "Please. Your gullibility would give the April Fool a field day. Why don't you scootle along now, before you get yourself hurt?" but You see it: the hurt flickering behind those frost-blue eyes. You step closer to him, and don't miss the way he flinches. "Aren't you tired of all this, Jack?" You ask quietly. "Always calculating. Always trying to get on top. You're trying so hard to make people like you...you can't see it when they actually do." Jack's hands are ice-cold when You slip your fingers through his own. he blusters in protest, tripping over his words as he tries to formulate a witty retort...but a light dusting of pink blooms along his cheekbones.

❄️ sincere affection is a foreign notion to Jack, and he skitters around it like a deer on a frozen lake. years of hypervigilance and rejection have him distrustful of your motivations, even when You speak your mind. "Surely this is some elaborate trick," Jack tells You once afternoon, when the pair of you are bundled up together under one ultra-long, snowflake-patterned scarf. "I'm still waiting for the big reveal, and I'm sure it'll be a showstopper." yet you're used to the pitfalls of Jack's paranoid mind, and You ask him, "What if the big reveal is that I think you look really cute when you're flustered?" without waiting for an answer, You capture his lips in a kiss. Jack is immediately reactive and whines softly into you, but You slide your arms over his shoulders and lock your fingers behind his back: reassuring him. keeping him safe. telling him it's okay to be vulnerable here. ❄️ nothing could have prepared you for what Jack's real love looks like. remarkably, Jack is restrained when he's being insincere: the actual depths of adoration he has for You are astonishing. he's physically clingy: always having a hand rest on your shoulder, or brushing his thigh against yours under the table. when you're alone he loves to envelop You, whether that's by drawing You in for an impromptu hug or falling asleep cuddling You like you're a teddy bear. his kisses (frequent and soft) leave small trails of ice crystals along your bare skin, and he always grins when You shiver. "Oh dear, are you cold, darling?" Jack asks with a wink. "It would appear my efforts to warm you up have been in vain. However...there's no harm if I keep trying, is there~?" ❄️ although he's freezing cold in the extremities, Jack isn't frozen all the way through. a gentle warmth exudes from Jack's chest, and You often spend your evenings intertwined with your head resting there, listening to the curious flutter of his trapped, searing heart. You murmur gentle words of affirmation into his neck, and delight in how he keens beneath You. when You look up at him, You adore the way his eyes sparkle. Jack is beautiful in the way only a snowflake can be: wholly unique, with hidden complexities even a lifetime wouldn't allow You to observe. Jack is wonderful. and Jack is yours.

[katetorias]

a warmup before work. i feel embarrassed talking about these feelings. of course Santa Claus isn’t real. but North is, to me. i have memories of spending time with him, memories of a room he has for me at the Pole. but to everyone else he’s santa. being a fictive is sometimes painful, im never going to see north again. or anyone. but there’s nothing I can do about that, except remember them and keep living ❄️

[vanalex]

[lumifoxproductions]

*dusts off cobwebs*

We rewrote the pilot and we think you’re gonna like it

Sorry it’s been so long Rotg fandom

Fans of Pitch Black and Jack Frost rejoice

Next post will be a merch drop

That is all I can say for now

(We’ve been cooking in the kitchen)

(Please enjoy this pitch black concept sketch)

[sinluc]

Cont from x @goose-of-the-fatui

Her words—those bold, daring words—set Diluc's resolve alight. In one swift motion, he pinned her down against the table, his hands gentle but firm, careful of her wings as he pressed his entire body against hers. The heat between them was electric, and he made sure she could feel every inch of him through his clothes, leaving no space or doubt between them.

His jacket fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. The way she looked beneath him, challenging and inviting all at once, drove him wild. His hands traced the curve of her waist, his touch both rough and tender as they roamed her body.

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” he asked, his voice low, almost a growl, as his fingers slipped up higher, feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric. His eyes, blazing with love, desire, and something deeper, locked onto hers. “Because once I start, I don’t intend to hold back.”

[moonchildsthoughts]

𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖟𝖊𝖓 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖘.

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[not-the-darknight]

"Diluc, of Mondstadt. Not interested in idle chit-chat. If you have things you want to get done, let me know."

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[alex-frostwalker]

Frost fairy from Balan wonderworld. Sometimes I see you as intimidating

Ooh! Frost Fairy! :0

I didn't expect to be intimidating, ngl :3

[timelesstheartist]

Happy Holidays 💙❄️

[iamgonnagetyouback]

could you do frostbite: harry potter prompt 4?

Of course, sweetheart! Thank you so much for requesting <3

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ HARRY POTTER #4: "If you don't stop apologizing, I swear I'll—" "You'll what?" "I'll kiss you, that's what."

It wasn’t that you were avoiding Harry on purpose. Really, you weren’t. It just so happened that every time he turned a corner, you were conveniently not there anymore. Or when he arrived at the library, you had just left with a stack of books precariously balanced in your arms. Or—well, you get the idea.

Harry, however, didn’t.

“Mate, you’ve got to calm down,” Ron said, clapping Harry on the back as he paced in the common room.

“Calm down? CALM DOWN? Ron, she’s avoiding me, and I don’t know why!” Harry exclaimed, running a hand through his perpetually messy hair and making it look even worse.

“You probably did something stupid,” Hermione said matter-of-factly, not even looking up from her Transfiguration homework.

“Yeah, like forgetting her birthday or calling her by the wrong name,” Ron added helpfully.

“I didn’t forget her birthday!” Harry protested. Then, in a lower voice, he muttered, “I wrote it on my hand just in case…”

“See? He’s a lost cause,” Hermione said, sighing. “What about Valentine’s Day? Did you do something wrong then?”

“What could I possibly have done wrong?”

“Well,” Hermione said, finally looking up, “you could’ve gotten her flowers she’s allergic to or bought chocolates she hates or—”

“STOP!” Harry cried, clutching his head as though he were in actual pain. “This isn’t helping!”

But now he was spiraling. What had he done? Did you secretly hate the necklace he got you for Christmas? Were you allergic to flowers? Did you actually like Puddlemere United better than the Holyhead Harpies and he’d completely misjudged your Quidditch loyalties?!

By the time he finally caught up with you in the courtyard, he was a wreck.

“Y/N! Wait!”

You turned, blinking in surprise. “Oh, hi, Harry. What’s up?”

“Don’t ‘hi, Harry’ me,” he said, panting slightly as he jogged over. “Why are you avoiding me? Is it the necklace? Or the chocolates? Oh god, is it because I didn’t cheer loud enough at your last match?”

Your mouth fell open in shock. “What? Harry, no! I’m not avoiding you!”

“Yes, you are!”

“No, I’m not!”

“Yes, you—”

“Harry, I swear, it’s just a coincidence!” you interrupted, stepping closer. “I’ve just been busy, that’s all!”

Harry frowned. “Cause if I have done something, I'm really sorry and—”

“And stop apologizing!” you added, noticing the way he was fumbling for another apology even now.

“But—”

“No buts!” you said firmly. “If you don’t stop apologizing, I swear I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” he muttered, confused.

“I’ll kiss you, that’s what!”

The words tumbled out before you could stop them, and you immediately slapped a hand over your mouth in horror. Harry froze, his eyes wide, and then—

“Well, in that case,” he said, a lopsided grin spreading across his face, “I’m very, very sorry.”

And before you could respond, he stepped forward, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was soft and warm and entirely too good for someone who had just been pacing like a lunatic.

When you pulled back, cheeks burning, Harry grinned even wider. “Does this mean I can apologize more often?”

“Don’t push your luck, Potter.”

[starleska]

oh goodness guys…i think i might have a teensy little crush on Jack Frost 😳❄️ (huge thanks to you all for being so kind about my silly little selfship with everyone's favourite mischief-making snow-bastard...giving you all hot chocolate 🥰)

[safyresky]

Dani i'm cracking up because we've actually managed to turn the tides of that Jack Frost smashability poll 😂❄️❄️❄️ IT'S A FROSTMAS MIRACLE

THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR!!! AYO!!!!

(the poll in question for anyone who's missed it 👀)

[acornwinter]

hi have some bullshit digital things I created…

DALDOM (Dream a Little Dream of Me- I just started it but like it’s fun…) and Blasphemous rumors are written by @boundinparchment on Tumblr and AO3! (I think DALDOM is only on AO3…but nonetheless it’s still very very yummy.)

My OC- Frost… they’re not a genshin OC, just my main OC that I throw at every fandom + they have their own lore. Their own lore will be posted when I’m not lazy- but they’re a God lol. Greek Mythology! Would ramble right now but this post isn’t necessarily about their lore, so…

NSFW (?- mentions of it) UNDER CUT