#pitchandkozmotis

[ask-the-jack-frost]

Bodyguard AU

Jack took a deep breath, brushing invisible wrinkles out of his suit jacket as if it had been anything other than immaculate since the moment he put it on. He inspected his fingernails briefly before glancing back up at the receptionist.

"Frost. Jack Frost. I had an appointment at nine? The Guardians agency sent me."

"You're the...bodyguard?"

Jack had to suppress a sigh. "Yes."

[embersiisms-aa]

❝Drunk I am not.❞

DrinKING

“You.. SOUND a lot like you MIGHT be a LITTLE drunk..”

[the-nightmare-king]

"Of all the things to have happened to you are you still capable of love?”

"..It’s been so long since-. I’m not sure.”

@pitchandkozmotis

[thedarklingprincess]

Into The Nightmare || pitchandkozmotis

@pitchandkozmotis

She wasn’t alone.

That’s what she wanted right? Jade couldn’t remember, well, there were glimpses, flashes of cinnamon skin and the taste of strawberries on her tongue. A stranger with long blond hair whispering empty promises in her ear before disappearing.

Now there was Pitch, her King. Like a father to her in all but blood. The Guardians weren’t happy with a mostly-mortal believer falling out of their grasp, but as far as Jade was concerned, there was plenty they could’ve done if they cared that much.

Evidently Pitch cared more than they did, simple as that.

Moving over to the small table, Jade set down two cups of tea, one for herself and the other for her King. “I hope it’s okay, I’ve never really made tea before.”

[flossinspector]

Kozmotis politely extends his hand. "Permission to kiss your hand, Queen?"

“Of course, m'lord. How polite of you to ask.”She slipped her smaller hand into his palm.

[motherovernature]

“It was just a dream”

She chuckled, shaking her head in bewilderment at the statement. Arms crossed in front of her, a barrier. In the shadows her grey eyes were indistinguishable with no light to reflect in them. 

“Dreams only come to those who want them, need them… but those memories are so incredibly far away they might as well be. If I forgot them… I don’t want to lose my identity.” 

[frostbitfun]

cadmium yellow and acacia

COLORFUL HEADCANONS - ACCEPTING!

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

he avoids talking about his past before he was a Guardian. everything about that just makes him hurt. there where good things so he sometimes brings it up - but unless he is bringing it up himself he will just slip the conversation to something else or silently slip away to let others talk about what they want to talk about. he does not want to bring others down - so if they want to talk he just. goes away. and lets them do what they wanna do. he hopes to one day be able to talk about what his life was before but for now he is fine just avoiding it completely.

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

it takes a l o t for jack to actually hate someone. even Pitch he does not hate - he does not like him - but he does not hate him either. to be someone he actually hates you have to do a lot of work to get him that upset that he would not forgive you. there is nobody on this blog that Jack hates so I don’t even know his limits entirely. murder of innocents, murder of his loved ones, taking away peoples beliefs out of spite and malice and pettiness.he can get annoyed with people - but he doesn’t really hate.

[mischiefandnightmares]

💀- Muse A finds a tome full of spells and uses one to bring back a deceased loved one, Muse B, from the dead.

🍎- Muse A accepts food/drink from Muse B, a fae. (Note: fairy folklore states that consuming food from the fairy realm will trap you there forever)

Dark Fairy Tale Prompts 

@pitchandkozmotis

Pitch held the dark book in one hand and poured a goblet of blood onto the pentagram on his tiled kitchen floor. In the pentagram was his departed lover’s bones as well as a charm on top of it. The dark haired man began to mutter the spell over and over again. One way or the other he was going to get his lover back.

The red headed fae watched the strange man wander though her people’s magical woods. She had to admit she had become a little attached to the man, it was not everyday she got to meet a new person after all. At that moment on a whim the fae decided that she wished to keep him. She came out of her hiding spoke and beckoned him over to her. “Ya should come with me before the storm hits” she said giving him a small smile. 

[clopinthejester]

❝i think you dropped this.❞ //hello there!

“Huh?” Chad turned and quickly put his hand on his chest, only to feel the emptiness on the inside of his coat pocket. “Oh! Well thank you!” He reaches to take his flask back. “If I don’t have my morning coffee, I turn into a real bitch.” He laughed. 

@pitchandkozmotis

[missfrozenfractals]

{ Put 🖋 in my inbox if you want a random starter } @pitchandkozmotis When one thought of cold, one usually associated it with a nice winter day. Fun times, silly days in the snow. A time of fun and enjoyment. While Elsa had this same thought now, she also remembered a dark time of her life. When there were no winter days of fun, locked away in her room. Just waiting for the night to fall, for the light to disappear and leave her in cold darkness. She sat in her room now, the book she had been reading closed in her lap. The candles next to her had burned down, now just glowing with small flames. Her eyes wandered in the darkness, watching the dancing shadows. Ever since she was a child, she pretended someone was there. Part of the shadows, part of the dark.  But now, it almost felt real. As if someone was watching her. 

[chairmanxmeow]

Kozmotis sleepily crawls on top of chair and rests his head on his shoulder. "I'm tireddd..."

Chair smiled and wrapped his arms around Kozmotis, “you’ve been working too hard.” He said, “but if you’re so tired then you can fall asleep on me.” 

[nothingleftbutfear-blog]

✨

“Do tell me what that was supposed to accomplish.”

[embersiisms-aa]

❝ Yeah logs almost killed me. Normal stuff. ❞

night in the woods 🍂 sentence starters.

“How is that NORMAL? Is that.. An EVERYDAY thing?”

[omnipotentmoon]

❝ they died screaming. ❞

random starters

“I am sorry for your loss-- you must have adored them. It is not easy to lose one’s family.” He grips the scarf around his neck-- the only reminder he had of his mother. “But you cannot let those sorrows warp you so-- pain is a part of life. Forgiveness is-- imperative to maintain any semblance of sanity.”

Had he forgiven Pitch for murdering his family? For tearing his life apart? In a way, he had. Anger was not an emotion he wished to relent control to-- he would not let it have power over him. If it hadn’t been for Pitch’s actions, the Guardians would have never been formed. He owed their assembly in part to Pitch and the fearlings. 

It was too easy to relent to the darker feelings. To conquer them and come to terms with them was the road less traveled.

However-- if Pitch made an attempt to harm the family he’d brought together now... he’d have one hell of a fight in store. 

“Forgiveness is not weakness. It is strength only fools make light of.”

[nose-nippin-fun]

Jack to his partner at some point

Jack: "You're like the Gwen Stacey to my Peter Parker."

*awkward pause*

Jack: "Ok, no, that was a terrible analogy. You can be MJ."

[flossinspector]

"Nice voice.~"

Your muse just caught mine singing when they thought they were alone. Send “Nice voice” for my muse’s reaction to them realizing yours was listening

The song lulled into quiet as the ballad ended. With her hands busy and a song on her lips, she hadn’t heard the other approach. She quickly looked up when another voice cut through, much too deep to be any of her fairies. She pressed her lips together, a bit embarrassed at being heard.

“Sneaking up on someone is very rude, you know.”