The bell above the door of the cafe chimed, and a blonde head turned. Cerulean eyes brightened as they always did when he entered a room, a smile lighting up delicate features as each stride brought him closer to their booth. With every step, her gaze noticed the slump in his posture, the a v e r t e d eyes and hand-filled pockets of his hoodie.
“Jack?” cautious voice sounded as he seated himself beside her, rather than across, causing a sudden wave of h e a t to cover her pale face when his arm brushed hers accidentally. His name and her tone of concern was all it took for him to begin his rant.
Elsa wished she could be surprised, but this girl that he had been on-and-off dating for years had a habit of breaking his heart every few weeks. Somewhere along the way, Elsa had found herself becoming a shoulder for him and at some point she had realized why– it was simply better than nothing. As she always did, she would listen, patch him up, and then watch him fall back into her arms once more. It had become a habit by now, an ADDICTION. The small amounts of attention and affection she could give and receive when he was s t a r v e d for it was something she had become dependent on. Days without it were awful, nights were worse. And so she would cherish what time she had before he was once again PULLED from her grasp.
He knew she’d be hanging around here somewhere. It was always at this café, in this booth, on this time. She was always here —- always there for him.
Arms touched & within an instant, he could swear his heart rate shot up, but Jack knew how to hide it. ❝ Fucking HATE my Chem class, ❞ he cursed, ❝ I’m going to fail it, I swear to God. Why the fuck does it have to be so hard?! Like, I get that I need it, but Christ, it’s like all my professor is doing is just feeding us shit that won’t even be on the damn test!! ❞
He sighed & folded his hands. ❝ They might even cancel my scholarship if I don’t pull myself together. & my mom would have a harder time bringing Emma to college. ❞
He was frustrated, even though all the information that he just spat out was three-fourths true. Yes, he was having a hard time & yes, he was probably going to fail, but no, he didn’t SPECIFICALLYneed Elsa’s help. He was saying these things so that he had an excuse to talk to her; & yes, he was that desperate to have a conversation with her, to have a moment with her, to have her patch him up because wanted her to – because HEWANTED HER. It was just like that: Jack was pathetic.
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Jack Frost belongs to whoever the heck created him. Which is not me ( obviously ). This AU of Jack, though, was created by me & the ever talented frcsti with the help of Jared, my love, who — unfortunately — doesn't have a Tumblr or any social media account that he's active in that I can link you to. This version of Jack Frost is based on & inspired by Norse Mythology & English Folklore ( as in whatever the Anglo-saxons believed in ) — which obviously isn't mine. & yes, Jacian is an English & very posh little shit.
I do not own anything on this blog except the fact that I played with the code a lot, edited with the art on the background a lot, resized & designed the icons a lot. Basically, I've added a touch of me on things that aren't mine ( like...I just borrowed them ).
The background art was created by the lovely the-king-of-frost but was incorporated into the theme by yours truly
Regardless, please do not steal any of the things on this blog. Even though I just played with a lot of things on Photoshop quite often & heavily so, it took time & effort to design it to how it is today.
However, you are free to take anything as long as I say it is okay to take them. If you want icons or a psd of your own, please do not be afraid to ask. I'll help you there. C:
No godmodding, powerplaying, or metagaming. You can read about that here.
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Please be patient. Even though it doesn't look like it, I am not on this website all the fucking time. Do not black mail me to reply to you. Just be patient, please. However, do feel free to remind me about a roleplay if I haven't responded in three days or more. You may do so via ask or Skype ( which is always available to mutuals who ask for it ).
I practice reblog karma. You can read more about reblog karma here. I do not expect you to do the same, but your participation is greatly appreciated.
I use 100x100 icons + format. Please do not feel that you must do the same if you feel like it makes you uncomfortable. We're still playing fictional characters; we're still people in front of the computer. It does not mean you're lesser — we're still roleplaying here. I'm only using it because I find it aesthetically pleasing.
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If our thread started off with a chat, it must become a para within 40 notes or I will drop that thread. I want to write; I want to write more than just conversations; I want to see character development. However, I will make exceptions. But please remember that even if I did drop our thread, we can have another. Just keep answering to starter calls or plot with me, then we can keep roleplaying. c:
No smut. While abusive plots are welcome, smut-related themes are not. I am underaged, & last I checked, I don't think the RP community welcomes smutting with underaged roleplayers. Unless you're fine with that, then let's smut. I might have to discontinue though, because I'm a total viRGIN & it makes me nervous lmao. However, I will fade to black if needed.
I do not have any triggers. However, triggering content will appear on this blog. For my followers' sake, I tag them like: #tw: [trigger here].
I ship Chemistry + Jacian. I am open to all ships, though, as long as chemistry is present. Please remember that Jacian is Demiromantic & demisexual. Should Jacian fall for a certain character, he will devote himself entirely to that character & that character only in a certain universe. There is no cheating, unless it is plotted by all parties involved. If you would like to ship with Jacian, please feel free to contact me via inbox & we'll talk about it.
Hi!! I'm Sylar. :D I've been roleplaying Jack for about a year or two — that doesn't mean I didn't stop somewhere in between. Jacian, however, is a new idea of mine, my friend Galina created with the assistance of, my boyfriend, Jared. I've been roleplaying for 6+ years & writing for 10. My timezone is GMT +8 PHILIPPINES.
That said, no, English is not my first language. Hence, I am prone to making errors. Please do feel free to correct me, though! I always welcome constructive criticism.
Starting on August 2015, I will be a Freshman in De La Salle-College of St. Benilde studying AB Animation. I probably won't have much time playing around here, because AB-ANI in CSB is literally my dream & I don't want to fuck up. Please understand if I'm too slow when it comes to answering asks, or replying to threads or writing starters. Being able to study in CSB is a privelage given to me by my parents who I do not want to disappoint.
Please do not be afraid of me! I'm not scary — no matter how intimidating these rules look. I'm just like you: a person in front of a computer, surfing the internet. I don't bite. I like making friends. c:
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And that is all!! Let me end by saying thank you so, so much for reading through my rules. Please, if you've read everything, send me a " brainfreeze " through my inbox. Once again, thank you!!
Long ago, in the time of gods & magic, kings & kingdoms — in the time when creatures of magic ruled the earth, Kári, the Norse god of winds, called upon the dwellers of the earth to announce the birth of a king.
He would rule wherever snow falls, maintain the peace & order of his nation, & swear protect his people & all who reside within his kingdom. Noble as his blood is godly, he would be called Jacian Frost, King of Winter, Spirit of Ice & Snow.
In the evening of his birth, the creatures — big & small — gathered around a frozen lake. There, in the center of the lake, the ice cracked; & from the water, rose a boy — a human-like boy — with a lean body & elf-like features. Hair as white as snow, skin as pale as the moon, & eyes as blue as forget-me-nots. He floated up, facing the moon as he took his first breath in the cold November air. And when he landed back on the frozen lake, the water underneath his feet froze, & the ice became whole again.
" Jacian Frost, " said Kári, as he looked down at his son from the heavens, " until I deem you worthy to be king — as I know you will be — you shall be the prince of this land. Before you are your people, & your kingdom's bounds shall be where snow does not fall. Govern your people, & protect your land. " And with that, the creatures rejoiced. They welcomed him, & the noblest faries, under the order of Kári, took him under their care to educate him.
But just before the creatures parted ways, the lake turned ebony black. Alarmed, the creatures took a step back, but only Jacian took a step forward, curious as to what happened to the lake with no hint of fear in his eyes. The earth rumbled, & the heavens roared. Thunder. Lightning, & a flock of ravens fled at the sound of it. Just then, the ice cracked open yet again, but instead of a boy, water erupted through the cracks like a geyser & all the creatures flinched — except Jacian — & the eruption died down.
Sensing no hint of danger, the prince took a step forward, no weapon & no intent of fighting. He approached the ice hole with one hand outstretched. Just as Jacian expected, there came a boy who looked exactly like him, floating on the water. Jacian pulled him out, & the boy took his first breath. He smiled, & said, " You're Jack, aren't you? Jack. Jack Frost. You must be my brother. "
Kári knew. Jacian knew. But the creatures did not. They shunned Jack & preferred Jacian as their king, & named him the rightful heir. Jack, however, was nothing more than an accessory.
But Jacian loved him. He loved him like a best friend, like a brother — in blood & in soul.
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Name: Jacian Frost // Prince Jacian // Jace Gender: Male S/O: Demiromantic demisexual. Zodiac: Scorpio Personality type: ENFP
In cooperation with Frcsti, my MAIN JACK. I welcome other Jack's as well.
