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"I want the K"


Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number (NSFW version)

16: Spooning

They had just spent a long day at an amusement park and they were completely worn out. They didn’t take a single break to sit down throughout the whole day. Instead, they made a pact to go on every single ride and the lines were extremely long. Jack offered to drive them back home, but only if he could stay over at Astrid’s house for the night. He was too exhausted to drive back to his place. Once they arrive, they settled up in her room. After a moment of just the two of them lying on the bed, Jack scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her as he nuzzled his face into her neck and whispered in her ear.

"Are you asleep?"

Astrid stirred at the firm limbs wrapping around her and opened her sleepy eyes. Exhaustion from their long and exciting day tugged insistently at her, wanting to draw her down into the bliss of sleep. A contended sigh left her lips at Jack’s nearness, his warm breath on her comforting.

"Nearly there. Why?" She yawned widely and forced her drifting eyes open further. "Something up?"


a date with destiny || closed rp




"I love soft tacos, mister. Would you care to join me for some." He cast a bright smile up at what he considered to be his new friend.

"I’d love to," he replied with a shrug of the shoulders.



"Then let us go eat tacos!" Translucent wings slid out from under his red shell and lofted the creature into the air. 

  #onpizzaplanet    #and yes we are continuing this if it is good with you  
✃ Jack noticed something odd on her arm as the sleeve slightly slid up her arm. He furrowed his eyebrows as he stopped her movements and took hold of her wrist. He pushed away the clothing and stared wide eyed at the faint scars. "Astrid, what is this?"



Astrid froze when she felt his hand on her wrist, eyes widening in panic. She quickly replaced the alarm in her eyes with a cool expression and gently wrapped her own hand over Jack’s to remove it. 

"It’s nothing that you need to worry about," she murmured quietly, keeping her gaze down as hoped to downplay the situation. 


Jack was torn. He hated seeing her this way. But he couldn’t deny the fact that if their situations were reversed, he would feel the exact same way.

He moved towards her and slowly wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her head. He stroked her hair as he spoke.

"You know, there is something you can do." His voice was low. "You can celebrate her life. Remember the good times with her. Remember everything that happened before the accident."

Her lungs gave a painful heave and she dropped her forehead against Jack’s chest, her eyes screwing tightly shut. Her hands lifted to grasp his shirt, helping to ground herself as her mind spiraled in distraught. 

"That almost makes it worse," she croaked bitterly. "Seeing the life she led, and watching it get taken away…" Another shuddering gasp left her and tears escaped from her tightly clenched eyelids. "Ruff had so much going for her. Now… now…" Astrid couldn’t even bring herself to finish out loud. Now she’s gone.

  #JackTheFrostBoy    #I take a fierce joy in causing feels  


[12:05:23 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: i was doing a wondertrade today
[12:05:27 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: and i got an absol
[12:05:30 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: and let me tell you
[12:05:41 AM] AმяØη: i want a 3ds so i can play pokemon with everyone
[12:05:51 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: those are one of my ABSOLute faves in pokemon
[12:05:56 AM] AმяØη: aosbol niCOLE
[12:06:00 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: i gasped outloud when i got it
[12:06:04 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: ahahahahahHAHAHA
[12:06:17 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: i’m wheeeezing omg
[12:06:22 AM] AმяØη: I feel likeflipping my plaptop just for that pun gosh danig it
[12:06:26 AM] AმяØη: i should have seen that coming
[12:06:53 AM] ɲIƈOʅE: i can’t stop laughing now omg
[12:06:54 AM] AმяØη: im posting this on tumblr

  #i am so clever    #guardianofsnow    #keep  


//got lazy with the 30 second bg and anatomy&proportions. 

  #I'm going to reblog this every time because this is some gorgeous art    #art    #rs  

Sentence Starters { Protective Version }


  • "Watch out!"
  • "You could have been killed!"
  • "Run! Hurry up, go!"
  • "Save yourself, I’ll hold them back."
  • "Leave me here! Go! Hurry! I can handle it."
  • "I promise I’ll make sure they don’t hurt you."
  • "They better not have laid a damn finger on you or I’ll [insert threat]."
  • "I swear, if they so much as breathe next to you, I’ll knock them out.”
  • "I’m not leaving you here!"
  • "And let you get yourself killed?"
  • "Are you crazy?"
  • "Are you hurt anywhere?"
  • "I don’t trust him/her. They seem off."
  • "I’m saying this for your own good!"
  • "Don’t worry. I’ll protect you."
  • "I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!"

Your muse walks in on my muse undressing and catches the various scars along their body. What is your muses reaction? What do they do?







Spare the Rod || rider-of-the-nadder


Jack paused in getting up from his chair and sat back down heavily. “You sure?” he asked, brows raised high on his forehead. He wasn’t expecting her to say not to food and water. Not after how long she’d gone so far without either. 

He sat back in his chair and studied her again and his look of surprise slowly changed to one of amusement. “Oh, I know. You think I’m going to drug you, right?” He paused a moment. “That’s actually a good idea. I hadn’t even thought of that,” he continued with a small chuckle. 

"But don’t worry! I promise I won’t drug you," he said, dragging his finger across his chest in a cross, a wide grin spreading across his face slowly.

Astrid managed a weak sarcastic smirk and inclined her head, rasping out, “I’m more clever than I look.” 

She eyed his Cheshire-like grin suspiciously, desperation for nourishment and mistrust of the man warring inside her. “Why, exactly, should I trust a promise from you?” She drew her head up slowly, wincing at the painful throb it produced. A scoff would have come from her if she’d had the energy, but she knew it would only hurt her dry throat more. This man wasn’t in a position for her to be placing trust in. 

  #winterwonderjack    #*sad wheeze*    #I am so sorry    #spare the rod  


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