#rotg collection

[yetitakinginventory]

Okay, putting this to rest.

Jack Frost Mezco Plush

While the other 2 Mezco dolls stay up for months at a time at $15-$20 there are a few sellers who see the lack of Jack Frost dolls up for sale to price him outrageously high.

(Keep in mind a good custom plush can go for as low as $100)

[stormingfrost]

ITS HERE

[midoristeashop]

can we see human! toothiana?? 🙏

HERE SHE IS

It occurred to me that I haven’t drawn any of the other guardians and that is a CRIME

Also warrior tooth>>

[misspeppermint2003]

My Barbie Selfie Generator photos (Part 2)

After the first part, I made the second part of my Barbie Selfie Generator photos. Also, it consisted of the photos of five characters from five different films and TV shows.

Captain Archibald Haddock from The Adventures of Tintin

Yuri Ivanovich Chuyko from Servant of the People

Station Officer Steele from Fireman Sam

Nicholas St. North a.k.a. Santa Claus from Rise of the Guardians

Mr. Philip Gilbert from The Inbetweeners

[gretchensinister]

Daily Fic Highlight: Diagnosis

Today's winner of the kudos email is:

"Diagnosis" is a Jack-centric gen ficlet that I wrote for Round 1 of the Rise of the Guardians Dreamwidith Kinkmeme. In a modern human AU, Jack finds himself slowly turning invisible. 561 words, G, Gen.

By the end of this little story, it's not really a human AU anymore.

Sample:

Translucent Syndrome: It’s a description, not a diagnosis, at least in Jack’s opinion. So what if his problem has a name? It doesn’t make him better. It doesn’t make him easier to see. Whatever does that still eludes his doctors. They use words like “idiopathic”, and at appointments they caution Jack and his mother against hope. Despite any sudden resurgences in visibility Jack may experience, he’s still going to end up completely see-through. When? Jack had asked, but the doctors couldn’t say. The condition was very rare, after all. Only a handful of cases had ever been diagnosed. If the symptoms weren’t so unique, even Jack might have been misdiagnosed. Which would have made such a big difference, he thinks. 

[gilly-moon]

After several long days of working like a madman, they're finally complete!! The Shadows & Light series by @not-poignant bound and covered from scratch ♡

This fanfic is extremely near and dear to my heart, and I'm so excited to have a physical copy to pick up anytime I'm craving a reread! This was also my first binding project where everything was self-made, from sewing the pages together to making my own book cloth, and of course designing the cover and putting it all together! It's hardly a perfect binding, but it carries all my love for this series & Blackice in those imperfections.

Thank you Pia for your incredible writing and the permission to print & bind your work!

And as a bonus, a pic of my entire rotg collection ♡

[goldenslumbersketchbook]

Sketchbook Log: this version of tooth couldn’t just stop at teeth. She now collects the bones! The memories they contain are far more rich and put together then just the scraps she would get from teeth. Oh the stories they tell! She especially loves seeing all the fun trinkets they were buried with.

Event by @rotg-halloween prompt of the day is “Bones”

Song while drawing ✍🏼

[9haharharley1]

Oooo! For prompts maybe one about Danny meeting Baby tooth, and having to help her find Jack cuz she got lost? (ROTG X DP my beloved)

I'm so sorry, I saw Danny meets Baby Tooth and blacked out! I hope this is OK!

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It was his last tooth to lose. Danny hadn't given much thought to losing his baby teeth over the years, but his recent late night visitor had opened his eyes. His dad had always believed in the superstitious, be it Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy, but his mom was always the realist, ready to remind them all that those were just stories told to children to keep them well-behaved. The Santa thing was always what got his parents up in arms with each other, but the others were never a big deal in the Fenton household. Easter didn't mean much since they weren't a religious family by any means, but Jazz had always tried to tell their parents that the Tooth Fairy was a necessary talltale for kids - to foster imagination or whatever.

Danny had never put much stock in the Tooth Fairy myth. He just did as Jazz said and placed his teeth under his pillow when he lost them, and the next morning, he would find a quarter.

He always thought Jazz was the one who left it.

It was a little creepy thinking his sister might be collecting his baby teeth, but Danny assumed she had been giving them to their parents, and so he never lingered on it.

Now, things were different.

Now, Danny knew the Tooth Fairy was real. He knew she was a supernatural entity his parents couldn't categorize and so couldn't track with any of their imventions. He fully believed in her now.

It was with this belief and a newfound determination that he didn't tell Jazz about his lost tooth. He went to bed that night with his last baby tooth in hand, placed it carefully under his pillow, and resolved not to fall asleep. He had only one shot at this, his one and only, and Danny was determined to meet the Tooth Fairy. He lay in bed, excitement buzzing under his skin, but he had been told the Tooth Fairy wouldn't come if he was awake. She had a sense for these things, and she always traveled not to long after the Sandman passed through. She made sure kids were well asleep and dreaming before she collected teeth.

Danny sighed, tossing and turning in bed. His eyes were heavy, threatening to fall closed any moment. Between one blink and the next, he was listening to his clock tick on the nightstand, only to jerk wide awake at a shrill, angry chirping.

He sat upright in bed, covers already half-thrown off as he blinked sleepily around the room. It was dark, shadows writhing in the corners of his room, and a thrill of fear shot through him. He reached for the lamp on his nightstand.

A flick of the switch revealed a familiar shadow in his closet, gold eyes staring out from the dark, tall and imposing. Shimmering black sand trailed out from the shadow's hand, weaving around Danny's room to stop next to his bed. It formed a small cage in midair, barely a foot from Danny's bed, and it was from inside the shrill, angry chirping eminated.

"Wha -" he cut off with a yawn as his sleepy brain tried to register what was happening. "What's going on?" He rubbed his eyes. When they were clear of sleep, he finally looked inside the cage.

"You wanted to meet the Tooth Fairy," came the silky, dark voice from his closet. Danny jumped, looking over to see the Boogieman emerge in all his towering glory, one hand behind his back. The other shortened the length of black sand as he drew closer, tilting his head as though studying how well his cage was holding. A fearful trill echoed around the cage, and Danny glanced back, finally peering inside.

What he saw was not what he expected. Then again, he wasn't sure what he had been expecting in the first place; an actual fairy, maybe, like the ones in movies. The thing in the cage looked more like a hummingbird, with a long beak, feathery body, and rapidly beating wings. It was a beautiful creature, in shades of blue, green, and gold, with large, almost human eyes that sparkled like gemstones. It darted around the cage, careful not to touch the sand, but as Pitch came nearer, it hovered back into a corner, tiny body shaking in fear.

"I wanted to meet her, not catch her!" Danny exclaimed. He reached out to cradle the sand cage in his hands, but it jerked back out of his reach. "Hey!"

Pitch tutted at him. "Don't touch. This is not meant for humans to touch."

Danny pouted at him. "Yeah, fine, whatever. Can you let her go?"

The Boogieman puzzled over that, eyeing the little fairy in her cage. She trilled back, glancing back and forth between Pitch and Danny. Danny smiled at her.

"Hello," he said gently. "I'm Danny. It's nice to meet you!" The fairy relaxed a little, chirping and waving back at him with a small smile of her own. She glanced back at Pitch with a scowl on her tiny face. It wasn't very threatening, and Pitch only looked back, face flat and eyes lidded. Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry about him. He's kind of a jerk." He grinned at Pitch.

Pitch rose a brow at him, the Tooth Fairy looking almost startled by his words. The other spirits really didn't interact with Pitch too much, did they?

The Tooth Fairy chirped, slow and meaningful. Danny brought his attention back to her. She gestured to him, to the cage. Then she smiled, pointing at her mouth.

"Oh, right!" Danny might have blushed for his rudeness, but he ignored it. He looked back up to Pitch. "Can you let her go?"

"She'll fly away," Pitch stated. He sounded bored, but his gaze was intent, studying.

"Well, yeah. She has a job to do, right?" Danny rolled his eyes at him. "I can't be the only kid who lost a tooth."

The Boogieman heaved a heavy sigh. With a wave of his hand, the shimmering black cage vanished, circling in thin tendrils as they raced back to their owner. The Tooth Fairy flee to the opposite side of Danny, away from Pitch, who she glared at in distrust.

"I'm sorry about him," Danny said again. He dug under his pillow for his last baby tooth. He held it out to her in the palm of his hand. She glanced down at it. "He told me about all the other spirits like you, and I wanted to meet the Tooth Fairy before I couldn't anymore." Her eyes went wide as her gaze shot up to meet his. She glanced back at Pitch, surprise on her little face, but the Boogieman stood with his back against the wall, arms crossed and eyes closed, head bowed. He tapped his finger to his arm. Danny smiled gently when she turned back to him. "He's really not so bad. Scary, yeah, but he's nice enough. Kinda like a weird uncle."

There was a snort from the man in question. The Tooth Fairy giggled.

With a pleasant chirp, she reached under her wings, pulling out a hidden sack of quarters. She grabbed one, offering it to Danny as she flit down to grab his tooth. Danny took it with a smile, thanking her before she flew to the window, but not without one last glance back to Pitch. Then she was gone.

Danny turned back to the Boogieman. "Why'd you trap her?"

Pitch was quiet for a moment. Then he stood up straight, hands clasped behind his back. "I wanted to see if I could. I've never tried."

Danny scowled at him. "Well, it was rude. I might have missed my chance if you missed!"

"You might have missed your chance if I hadn't," the Boogieman pointed out. "They can be tricky little creatures."

"They?"

Pitch grinned at him. "Oh, didn't I tell you? That was only one. A baby tooth fairy, if you will. The Tooth Fairy herself no longer goes out in the field. She directs the little ones to their destination safe in her palace."

"Aww!" Danny whined. He fell back on his bed. "So I didn't even get to meet the real Tooth Fairy? That's lame!" He grabbed his blanket and pulled it up to his nose, pouting.

Pitch glided over on silent shadows, carding his fingers through thick black hair. Danny curled into his touch. "I'll be sure to tell her you said that. You missed her by about four hundred years or so," Pitch admitted.

"Boo," Danny grumbled. His eyes were already starting to feel heavy again, the quick burst of adrenaline from earlier quickly wearing off. "Tell her she's a mean old fairy." His words slurred as Pitch continued to pet his hair.

The Boogieman chuckled, Danny barely registering his words as he said, "I'll be sure to do that," before he drifted off into the land of dreams.

[fanarchoslashivist]

Cannot tell you how badly I need the Carl's Jr Jack Frost straw for my collection so I can drink from my rotg cup using my rotg straw and eat popcorn from my rotg bucket while watching the rotg movie on the rotg anniversary.

[stormingfrost]

my rotg collection :>

[sorushing]

Hello! I’m sorushing (call me Sorush for short)!

My main fandom is HTTYD, but I’m also a fan of Genshin Impact, Hermitcraft, TOTK, PJO (although I'm NOT caught up) and whatever else crosses my dashboard :D

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[deinotname]

RotG (Rise of the Guardians) Fanfic Idea:

We keep on to RotG (Rise of the Guardians) with Jack Frost (mostly the movie world, not the books, as they are less known from what I know). This story idea is actually meant to be a short one-shot, the third of a whole collection of one-shots I called “The cruel thing about believing” (“Lo Cruel de Creer” in Spanish). The collection is supposed to be about adventure stories or experiences that somehow always relate Jack and the rest of the Guardians to the 300 years Jack spent in solitude.

There are a number of facts I have written elsewhere, and that in theory would apply to the entire collection (so you can know what bases to work with and which facts to implement or explain in the corresponding one-shot). And if anyone is interested, they can ask me (or not) to share that list with them as well. With all that in mind, here is the third story (idea):

❄️ When you face the light:

A mission to stop an evil spirit ends badly, because Jack, who knows better than the Guardians how these specific spirits work, separates himself from the group in order to set a trap. Bunny finds him later, while Jack is fighting, and starts to complain to Jack for separating himself. Their discord causes the spirit to escape. The others find him later and scold both of them: North makes a comment to Jack about thinking that Jack had learned since last time, and that they, the Guardians, were supposed to work as a team (i.e., referring to the last time they know of that Jack went off on his own, before Easter. The Egg Massacre event). After the others leave (heading to the Pole, so they can talk about how to chase the spirit now), Jack, instead of leaving with them immediately, stays in the moonlight, feeling judged. He then escapes into the Arctic and makes a dome of thick, dirty ice that blocks out the light, leaving him in darkness.

It includes a series of thoughts about his loneliness. Despite not having wanted loneliness for so long, he is used to being alone and working alone.

When he manages to calm down, Jack looks at the ice and remembers his confrontation and his conversation with Pitch, about how darkness (nightmares) and cold work well together.

“They often say that darkness is bad, but for Jack, darkness was the only comfort when he felt judged by the light.”

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And that's all the ideas I have for this collection! After this I have ideas for other Jack Frost stories, but they are not necessarily part of the plan for this one-shot collection.

[untitled-tmnt-blog]

Hi hi! I love rotg, very exciting to hear others do too! The fandom is pretty small nowadays. Do you have any favorite creators?

Hello!

To be honest, I haven't interacted with the rotg random much in the past decade or so! The Guardians obsession sort of went into sleep mode, and it gets briefly woken up every now and then when somebody mentions it.

I'm pretty out of touch with anything more current, because of that... but there are a handful of 10+ year old FFN fics/chapters that I tend to go back and re-read every now and then! The one I return to the most is probably Acorn Eyes (the chapter is part of a collection, but it's a stand-alone oneshot and can be read by itself).

My favorite rotg fics can pretty much be summarized as: hurt Jack (physically or emotionally), then let Bunny take care of him. Those two really fed into my love of hurt/comfort, in my late teens.

[gilly-moon]

Collection of rotg/shattered pieces sketches from the last year I never posted (good god I’ve almost been writing this fic for a whole year)

[goldenslumbersketchbook]

Sketchbook Log: Hope Week day 1: Anchor ⚓️

Nodding off as we sail

Thinking of new lands hope prevails.

Will they see me this time around.

Best not to worry! Keep smiling don’t frown!

For even if the treasure is gone.

The dream of it still lives on.

They’ll see me I’m sure…This time it’s true!

As I sit upon an anchor.

Above the ocean blue.

Song while drawing:

Hope week event created by: @rotg-hope-week

[rotm-channel]

Mysterious Times:Chapter 2 Yetis

YETI!(This is meant as Edutainment so you can enjoy and learn)

The Yeti is an ape-like creature. They are taller than an average man. It can walk like a man and has long white or brown hairs covering its whole body.

Colors vary between sightings; sometimes they're snowy white to match the camouflage of the Himalayas.And sometimes in different colors: reddish brown, bluish gray, cream, coffee, light gray, white and light brown.

They are found in the Himalayas. Inhabiting Nepal,Tibet and Russia and India, the Yetis according to modern sightings are said to stand from 8 to 10.5 feet tall, have a furry coat of brown, reddish or black hair and to resemble a huge, upright walking ape.Several expeditions have taken place to find the Yetis, however, only footprints, bones, and hair samples have been discovered-

The "Yeti" or "Abominable Snowman" is a variety found high in the Himalayan Mountains(round Shangri-La), commonly depicted with white fur in fiction.

The Yeti was even mentioned in pre-Buddhist cultures, such as the Lecha people, who worshiped a "Glacier Giant." Tibetan and Nepalese monasteries have collected several skulls and bones of the yetis, some of which reside in the Smithsonian Museum today. Although one of their specimens was proven to be a human bone, others stored in the museum are still in question.

In Buddhist mythology, the Yetis were peaceful creatures that were very shy, and lived in dense snow caves on the glaciers which form the Ganges River in India some legends even state that they had their own tribes and chiefs. In modern times, most sightings and evidence are on K2. The name Yeti derives from "Yeh-Tah", meaning "rock thing".

Around the time of the 16th century the number of yeti sightings and alleged meetings significantly decreased,why did this happen?Skeptics say because people stopped making so many fairy tales…however according to legend they were hunted and feared by many locals and so some went into hiding deep into the himalayas whilst another legend states they were taken under the protective wing of a cossack warrior and left to whereabouts unknown….

Tibetan

Michê : translates as "man-berar”

Dzu-teh – 'dzu' translates as "cattle" and the full meaning translates as "cattle bear",

Migoi or Mi-go translates as "wild man".

Nepalian

Bun Manchi – Nepali for "jungle man" that is used outside Sherpa communities where yeti is the common name.

Mirka – Another name for "wild-man". Local legend holds that "anyone who sees one dies or is killed". The latter is taken from a written statement by Frank Smythe's sherpas in 1937.

Kang Admi – "Snow Man".

Jungli Admi – "Wild Man".

Xueren Chinese: 雪人 - "Snow Man"

Fun Fact!

The name Abominable Snowman was coined in 1921, the year Lieutenant-Colonel Charles Howar-Bury led a reconnaissance mission which he chronicled in Mount Everest The Reconnaissance, 1921. In the book, Howard-Bury includes an account of crossing the Lhagpa La at 21,000 ft (6,400 m) where he found footprints that he believed "were probably caused by a large 'loping' grey wolf, which in the soft snow formed double tracks rather like those of a bare-footed man". He adds that his Sherpa guides "at once volunteered that the tracks must be that of 'The Wild Man of the Snows', to which they gave the name 'metoh-kangmi'".. "Metoh" translates as "man-bear" and "kang-mi" translates as "snowman".

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Now i invite you to a journey to a land which boundaries are that of imagination!A story.....that you will not believe! Little does anyone know that a threat IS COMING!!!! Pitch while powerfull and dangerous....this....is far worse! There is far more at stake then just belief! (It was alluded to in certain offical rotg content) And will have some details about the past.