ABOUT


Jack Frost, here to bring you snowballs and fun times. I'm a Guardian. The Man in the Moon told me so.

But hey, there are a lot of Jacks out there nowadays. Feel free to call me Mis.

[Independent Jack Frost RP blog]

[Current Magic Anon(s) : None.]

[Unless explicitly stated, no .gifs or images are mine.]





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shinct:

Jack frost

shinct:

Jack frost


uh, broad on some aus? like have Burgess as main but also think up aus. expand on it, or even find a human fc for him if you happen to get human rp blogs and rp like that. sentence starters are pretty good, especially with icons?

…scREECHES I should really make a note that I’m up for AUs, I love AUs.

I do have some icons. And a zillion gifs. Mostly gifs. And I don’t really know html tricks to do cool formatting. notthatthat’srequired

Aaaahhhhhh but I can do sentence starters.


nah it good bab

no I am guilty of throwing him back at Burgess for some reason I’ve gotta get out of that habit, gotta find a way to make a broad starter that isn’t lame like that because I know I am shitty at approaching people but you are super gr9 for saying that thank you friend


[[I have come to accept my starters are weak as hell, wow]]

tzucin929:

It’s getting coooooold!

tzucin929:

It’s getting coooooold!

Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

OCs and AU versions are welcome~ Any fandom by the way

Fall Means Winter Is Coming || [open]

The sun is setting at last in the Western Hemisphere, and already he can feeling the tingling in his toes, the tips of his fingers. It’s whispering to him, in the wind.

Winter is getting closer again. Closer to home.

Sure, the Souther Hemisphere is keeping him busy. He’s enjoying tormenting a few people in Australia, especially. But home is where the heart is, and his time is approaching to swoop back in on his hometown again. But until then, he can zip in and out across the nation in between trips a little further south.

He makes one such trip to Burgess, stopping by Jamie’s house to check in on him. He didn’t seem to be home, so with a pout, he started to walk the rooftops, his staff laid across his shoulders. Maybe he should head back to Nepal. He did love the mountains there.

mischiefandfrost asked:

malevolentjackfrost:

mischiefandfrost:

malevolentjackfrost:

Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my ipod. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a starter for our muses inspired by that song.

[Hurricane - Panic at the Disco]

"Does it ever bother you that I’m not like the others?" Mal asked, glancing at the spirit. "I mean, I’m not exactly what you call ‘normal’ looking."

“Nope. Not seeing it. Your eyes might be weird, but they’re not, like. Mean. They’re not cruel.” He nodded decisively.

Mal sighed, shaking his head. What did he have to prove? Mis was right, he had no real intent to harm the other timeline. “My skin is purple and my hands are claws now? I hardly call that a bit weird.” 

Blinking, he looked directly at Mal’s hands.

Oh, yeah. But still. He couldn’t feel any more fear than the edge that hung in the back of his mind. He didn’t want to be afraid of him, anyway.

"Okay, okay, it’s super weird,” he allowed, rolling his eyes and getting up to bend in half as he examined the claws up close. “But you’re not some stranger.”

mischiefandfrost asked:

malevolentjackfrost:

mischiefandfrost:

malevolentjackfrost:

Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my ipod. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a starter for our muses inspired by that song.

[Hurricane - Panic at the Disco]

"Does it ever bother you that I’m not like the others?" Mal asked, glancing at the spirit. "I mean, I’m not exactly what you call ‘normal’ looking."

"No, I’m usually pretty curious about you," he admitted, watching him thoughtfully. "…Maybe I am a little afraid, but maybe I get the feeling you wouldn’t do something on purpose. Y’know?”

"How do you know?" Mal raised a brow? "You don’t seem to know me very well, who’s says I won’t try to do something terrible to you?" 

Jack squinted at him, looking him over. He even leaned in a little, as if getting a closer look. “Hmmmmm.” He backed off again, and stroked his chin. “Nope. Not seeing it. Your eyes might be weird, but they’re not, like. Mean. They’re not cruel.” He nodded decisively.

mischiefandfrost asked:

malevolentjackfrost:

mischiefandfrost:

malevolentjackfrost:

Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my ipod. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a starter for our muses inspired by that song.

[Hurricane - Panic at the Disco]

"Does it ever bother you that I’m not like the others?" Mal asked, glancing at the spirit. "I mean, I’m not exactly what you call ‘normal’ looking."

Jack looked up at him, blinking owlishly for a moment. Seemed like a weird question, but he wasn’t so naive that he couldn’t tell Mal wasn’t asking just to ask.

"It doesn’t bother me," he answered sincerely. "It can… be confusing, but mostly I just like knowing it’s you." He made a face. "I mean that. Y’know, I know who you are when I see you."

"oh…" he said, looking away. "So you’re not curious about anything? I would expect someone like you to be afraid."

"No, I’m usually pretty curious about you," he admitted, watching him thoughtfully. "…Maybe I am a little afraid, but maybe I get the feeling you wouldn’t do something on purpose. Y’know?”