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Увы, под подушками у современный детей можно обнаружить не только молочные зубки.
Кромешник обладает поразительной способностью появляться тогда, когда Фея совершенно не хочет его видеть. Впрочем, она никогда не хочет его видеть. Но особенно - когда любопытство всё-таки завело её в... сомнительное заведение.
(бонуc к "Культурной программе") Кромешник, Фея, музей Орсэ, Джек... Стоп, а Джек-то тут что забыл?
Каждое утро Фея улетает и Джек не может остановить ее...
Бывало у вас так: живёте себе, никому не мешаете, и вдруг - бац! Нагрянули родственники из глубинки! И понеслась... Это я к тому, что у Ника Северянина на его славянской прародине тоже обнаружилась одна такая... племяшка. И звали ее Купала...
А когда через пару триста столетий – или сколько там? – у Хранителей появляется новичок, то он с мстительным удовольствием глядит в веселые голубые глаза, дотрагивается до побелевших (как тогда, при смерти) локонов, и резко зарывается в них, щекоча своим дыханием прямо на глазах у всех. А что? Весело же. И ждать уже не надо.
- Эй, кенгуру! Догони! - Смеется она, убегая от разьяренного и пышащего гневом Кролика. А после - неловко смеется, когда Кролик на нее и падает.
Она говорила: «Падай в темноту». И он падал. А выбраться было сложно. А отказаться от неё-невозможно.
У Ледяной Девочки почти дрожат руки. Она едва не падает с кровати, заботливо предоставленной Северянином и тянет в воздух громко: "Скууууучно". Кто ж знал, что зимние духи тоже болеют? И то, что лечить их идут недовольно бурчащие кролики?
-Луноликий всегда смортел за нами, но никогда не здоровался и не вмешивался в наши игры... -И к чему ты ведешь?..
Он смеется, она злиться, а Хранители медленно, но верно, поражаются наглости Духа Зимы.
- И много ты так людей спасал? - Столько же, сколько и губил. - Тебе совсем не стыдно? - А почему мне должно быть стыдно?
Казалось бы, простая, всем известная история - девушку похищает дракон. Но кто эти двое есть на самом деле, и главное, кем они должны стать?
Кромешник не понимает себя. Что он чувствует к Зубной Феи? А что чувствует она?
- Мое тело не мерзнет, - уклончиво ответил парень, осторожно поведя плечами. - А душа? Она мерзнет? Снежный Дик молча заглядывал в нечеловечески большие сиреневые глаза, обрамлённые нереально длинными ресницами. Аккуратно и нежно стер замершую на щеке хрустальную слезу подушечкой большого пальца, почти неощутимо погладил девушку по щеке и тихо, почти шепотом, проговорил: - Не плачь, моя хрустальная фея... От этого еще холоднее...
- А ты умеешь признавать поражение? - не осталась в долгу Туоф. - Еще не взошло солнце, - вознося взгляд к небу, усмехнулся Кромешник. - Стало быть, чаша весов может перевесить в мою сторону. Они вызвали меня и пока я не заберу то, ради чего я пришел, я не уйду. - Тут уже моя территория, - Фея не могла не воспользоваться возможностью ответить Королю Кошмаров его же словами. - Посмотрим, - хмыкнул Кромешник, растворяясь во тьме.
Ей перевалило за триста, а она всё неслась куда-то наперегонки с северным ветром и плясала странные танцы на льду. Ему было почти-семнадцать, и он просто хотел быть рядом. Ему было почти-семнадцать, и он повзрослел как-то слишком быстро.
А вы никогда не задумывались над тем, что у Зубной Феи могут быть секреты? Не задумывались, что под пёстрым сине-зелёным оперением может быть спрятано нечто другое?.. Вот Кролик, Песочник и Северянин подумали. И попросили Джека проследить за Феей, чтобы усмирить своё любопытство.
- Зачем ты пришла? Я думал, ты предпочитаешь блондинов.
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Love at 12345th Sight [chapter six]
You felt your warm covers against your skin and, to be honest, the last thing you wanted to do was to wake up. However, you knew that if you didn't wake up your (brother/sister) was going to beat you in the shower and knowing (him/her) well enough, (she/he) was going to use all the hot water. Mumbling your discomfort, you tried to get off bed, only to fall back with surprise thanks to the handsome pale boy in the corner of your room.
"'Bout time you wake," he said. "Are you teenagers usually this lazy?"
'Of course,' you thought as your head fell in personal shame. It wasn't even morning yet, for crying out loud! How could you possibly forget your almost instant death? And how to forget the creepiest day of your life? Probably there was a logi--
Your head snapped in realization. Who the hell brought you here?! As long as you were concerned, you never left the Frozen Shack.
"Who--" Just perfect, your voice was cracking. You cleared your throat and gave it a second shot. "Who brought me h
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.18
It was warm.
That was the first thought that came to your mind when it awoke from it slumber before your body. The sounds around you were familiar, the warmth of a hand caressing your cheek, and the odd sensation that you’ve passed through this before. And it was like a dream when you opened your eyes to see those of your worried mother looking right back at you.
Her hair pulled up, face bright with make-up, and wearing her usual business attire of a black suit with a white collared shirt. Time had gone backwards, and you were looking at the mother you had once seen when you were younger, when you had first gotten sick because of . . . Jack.
“Jack . . . ?”
You had tried to sit up on the bed only to have your mother push you back by your shoulder, but you were incapable of staying still. Twisting out of her grasp, you sat up and looked around you, taking everything in and analyzing it to the fullest you could with your fuzzy mind. Everything, absolutely everything, was
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.17
Different.
That is how you would describe what you were currently seeing. It couldn’t quite be placed into words, describing how it was seen seemed absolutely impossible. You couldn’t comprehend what it was, where you where, or how in the multi-colored-sky-that-is-seen-blue you had gotten there. It wasn’t like you could compare it to anything you had ever laid eyes on before.
For further reference, you would have to note that it was a dream; everything crossing your vision was a dream. It must be a dream or else you would have woken up in your bedroom and not some strangely larger bedroom with a coat on the headrest and a pair boots next to the bed in your size. If it wasn’t a dream, you would not have placed the coat over your shoulders or the boots on your feet. You would have left them there and gone on without them to escape this strange place.
Everything seemed to be hand carved, either from wood or ice, and uniquely designed with strange little figures. Yo
The Darkest December:Chapter 6 (JackFrostxReader)
"Found you!" Sophie giggles, sticking her face between the closet door and the wall.
You toss the journal behind your shoulder with a jolt, praying she didn't see it.
"You weren't supposed to go in Jamie's room, (your name). That's cheating."
Thank goodness.
"I know. I guess you win," you say, getting to your feet and leaving the closet - and the journal - behind you. You lift your foot to find out what residue was on it. Moldy cheeseburger. Terrific.
"Go downstairs and finish your homework, Sophie. I'll be down as soon as I get this gunk off my foot." She nods and bounds down the steps, humming some light, girly tune.
You make your way to the staircase, balancing on the heel of your right foot. Taking it one step at a time, you hobble downward, the soggy condiments slowly peeling off your skin. Three more steps to go, you tell yourself. Two more. You're almost th-
Rig
Winter Angel Chapter 15 (Jack FrostXReader)
Jack’s POV:
I continue flying toward Burgess, we’re almost there. I can see the city lights ahead.
“She’s suffering, Jack…” A voice… Not Bunny’s… Not Mim’s… who’s… “Save her!” This voice is worried about you… I’m worried about you…
“Argh!” My head ached. I won’t stop! I have to get to you…
“Jack, slow down!” Bunny was running alongside me.
“What’s wrong? Too fast for you, Cottontail?”
“Nah, mate. I can keep up, but you’ve already run into a flock of geese. Get your head out of the clouds, Frostbite. You’re not paying attention to where you’re goin’.”
“I know where I’m going,” I yelled back at him.
“Easy, mate. This Shelia may mean a lot to you, but you’re not gonna rescue ‘er by actin’ rash.”
“I’m not going to slow down when
The Darkest December:Chapter 7 (JackFrostxReader)
You sit on the sofa in the Bennetts' living room, back against the arm of the couch. Jamie's journal rests on your stomach and leans onto your angled legs. The cover is simple - royal blue with his name scribbled on the top in black marker. It is impossible to tell whether it's recent or from an earlier time. Jamie's handwriting seems to get worse with age, unfortunately.
Your hesitant fingers idle at the top corner of the journal as a pang of uneasiness finds its way back into your mind. Maybe I shouldn't do this... There has to be at least 27 friendship rules I'm breaking by doing this. I shouldn't be invading his personal thoughts. Slowly, your fingers begin to recede.
But I just went to all that trouble to get it again, your brain refutes. I risked stepping on another rotten piece of food. It would be ridiculous not to read it now!
Just as you start reaching for the notebook again, the "angel" of your logic sp
The Darkest December:Chapter 8 (JackFrostxReader)
Lance Andrews stands at the front of your English class behind the podium, leaning lazily into the platform. He speaks to the drowsy audience with a phony smile and a cocky gleam in his eye, flipping his blond locks to the side at the end of every sentence as if concluding each with "I'm attractive. Give me an A." Most girls in your class swoon and gawk at this. Glancing around, there are at least eleven drooling over him right now, daydreaming and doodling tiny hearts around his name in their notebooks.
You have enough of a brain to know how obnoxious he is. He checks out girls like library books, manipulating their assets to his advantage and dumping them the moment he gets what he wants. Just looking at him makes your stomach churn. Oh, the nerve of that boy...
"The Great Gatsby is a 1925 novel written by American author F. Scott Fitzgerald," he begins. "The story is mainly about the mysterious, young millionaire Jay Gatsby and his passion for
"You're a bloody basket case! How many times have I told ya ta stay outta the Warren?"
"Relax, Bunny. It's not like I was doing any harm."
"Ya froze all my blooming flowers, ya drongo!"
You sigh, placing your pencil on your desk. There is no way you're going to get anything done, not with those two constantly arguing. Taking a deep breath, you stand up from your seat at your desk and irritably make your way to the Globe Room.
You first met Jack a few years ago. It was wintertime, late at night some time in January. You were having trouble sleeping, tossing and turning, young mind haunted by endless nightmares. You needed to do something, anything to get your worst dreams out of your head. So, you being the adventurous kid you were, you hopped out of bed and climbed out your window, careful not to wake up your parents.
The moon made the snow under your boots sparkle like glitter. You had forgotten your g
The Darkest December:Chapter 9 (JackFrostxReader)
You clutch the first thing you can find - which happens to be a raggedy stuffed bear from your childhood, half of its stuffing lost from frayed stitching - and wield it as though it were the mighty Excalibur. Your heart is pounding, feeling like it fell from its proper place in your chest to the pit of your stomach in one lurching drop.
"W-who are you?" Your voice is shaking, much like your weapon-holding arm.
A sliver of white curls into a smirk, outlined in deep crimson. "Zere ees no need to fear me, (your name). At least, not yet."
Female. Definitely female, with a silky French accent that flows like terrorized tears. Something about her low, sonorous voice sends prickly bumps all over your skin in a sudden chill, the hairs on the back of your neck erect in trepidation.
"Show yourself," you demand, though it falters out your mouth to sound more like a cowardly cry.
The pha
The Darkest December:Chapter 10 (JackFrostxReader)
One day.
That's all you have.
One single day to decide your fate.
Why me? Of all people, it just has to be me!
You are strolling down the sidewalk, kicking at stray pebbles on the pavement, too caught up in apprehension to realize that you're nervously gnawing on your bottom lip. What am I going to do? you ponder. I can't say no to Leila. She'll kill me! Your eyes concentrate on the walkway, all the chips and crevasses, spots of discoloring cinder and stratus white, gravel fragments speckling the cracks. But I can't go off and fight these so-called 'Guardians'. I don't even know who they are (I barely know anything about her), but if she's fighting them, I doubt that they're the villains...
Why can't she just get help from somebody else?!
A twinge of pain shoots through your jaw. You touch the raw nip on your lip and examine your finge
Guardian in the Making (Jack Frost X Reader)
October 31st, 1931. The Great Depression. (Y/a) (Name) remembered it all too well. She remembered wandering aimlessly down the streets of (hometown) every day, cold and alone ever since the day her parents died from illness. She had no home to go to, barely a penny to her name, and the same worn-out clothes adorned on her body just as it had been every day. Ever since the day she had lost her family and her home, it had been a struggle to find nourishment and shelter, especially out on the streets during cold winter nights.
She remembered that there were many other children in the same situation that she was in, some even younger than she was. Deep down, she wanted to help them in any way she could. But what could she do? She couldn't even help herself. It broke her heart to see other children dying of starvation or freezing to death in what little shelter they could find, clinging to their parents or older siblings out of fear, of desperation, lack of warmth in their tiny bo
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.30
There was no way you would consider the current body reaction, the extreme shaking, the dryness of your lips, and the moistness that came to your eyes, was due to Jack being so very close to you. Extremely close. Those large bright blue eyes bore into yours with exquisite curiosity and illusionary worry, because your thoughts believed that was the only thing it could be; an illusion.
Your body trembled even more as you gazed back at the reflection of yourself that should never have existed in those eyes. It couldn’t exist. The person in those eyes looked lost and scared, which you had always tried your very best to avoid in any kind of situation. But the worst part in that reflecting image was the love-struck look you had fathom about for years and never had the accuracy to define it correctly.
Jack moved forward and you stepped back, lifting your hands to rub your eyes and blinked several times. Maybe there was something caught in your eyes, a speck of dust, maybe? Perhap
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.32
Snow had begun to fall silently around Burgess, the ice that had started to melt was once again frozen. The sky darkened with dark clouds, the winds had picked up and was swaying the frozen branches of the nearby trees. The lake was completely frozen over and the falling snow had covered it once more, except for the place Jack knelt on, banging his fist into the thick ice. His eyes brimmed with tears, his anger visible in the icy blue they hued into. He couldn’t stand up from this particular place. He couldn’t leave the pale, lifeless body floating inches underneath the ice, which he could only enforce and not destroy with the tap of his staff.
His eyes looked up at Pitch, glaring with such anger that the Guardian could no longer be recognize for what he stood for; fun. Hatred seeped from his very being at the sight of the Nightmare King’s sinister grin decorating his face. Not a single sign of guilt crossed his features as his shining eyes trailed towards the blurrin
(NEW) Winter Angel Chapter 16 (JackFrostXReader)
Zack's POV
"urghh..." I groan, hearing the beeping, I reach my hand out from under the covers for the snooze button on the alarm clock. "Where is it..." I mumble groggily. Someone. kill. the beeping...
"..." I shoot up looking around for the dresser only to find it replaced by a set of heavy duty medical equipment. "The hell?" What happened? and Good grief why does my head hurt... Where am I? I look around, gaining full awareness now of what's going on.
I look down, noticing the sheets, the patient's dress, the clean smell... I'm at the hospital.
But why? I looked around the room, analyzing the equipment... Coma... no it can't be! For how long?! I looked around for some sort of date, anything time related. Next to me I found a vase of wrapped flowers and a card. I plucked it from the stand and began reading it. "From Kathy and (y/n), with love. Get better soon." Kathy was your mother... sort of like a mother to me as well... I placed the card down, scanning the room again. I still need
Winter Angel Chapter 17 (JackFrostXReader)
Jack's POV
*"Ghost! You've come for my life haven't you? You're not getting it!" He picks up a bed remote and tosses it at me. I don't need to dodge, being it's attached to the bed, and once the cord reaches it's limit, it falls to the ground without doing any harm.
Bunnymund hops in, but it doesn't seem like Zack can see him. "Now I see why it's so hard to find a record on him. He doesn't want to believe the proof staring him right in the face."
"He's gotta believe some or he couldn't see me. It makes sense for him not to believe easily now, he's an adult."
"Right you are mate, but why did he come to believe in you so easily then?"
"That I don't kno-"
"Who are you talking to!"
I realized I'm talking to air in his eyes. "A friend, he's here and you can't see him." I lean down shifting my hand down my wooden staff to perch in front of Zackery. "It's the Easter Bunny."
"...now I know they put me on drugs."*
"Well, I don't know about that, but you're not seeing things. We exist just as mu
Winter Angel Chapter 18 (JackFrostXReader)
Bunnymund's POV
*"Oooooooiiii! Jack! Wait up!" Bunnymund calls as he was caught off guard from the sudden burst out of the window.
"No way fluffball! Weren't you the one that said you'd never lose a race to me?"*
Crikey! Frostbite took off again. I hop from roof top to roof top to catch up. He's gone high and out of my range of view. Jack, you little bugger, you're gonna get yourself killed if you go at Pitch alone or with just that boy. They were heading in this direction last, but I've completely lost them. Jack said Pitch's lair could be found near the lake in the
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