“Rufflepuff!”  Peter eagerly greeted the fae, floating down so he was at the male’s eye level.  The forever child was beaming from ear to ear at the sight of the Goblin King.  Jareth always managed to keep him entertained with his odd magic tricks.  Peter was thrilled to have his company.

So long as he wasn’t trying to steal his Lost Boys.

tornadocondoc:

I don’t normally do this kind of thing, but a few people bailed last minute on a room for C2E2.  So I’m in need of room-mates.

The room has two beds and is at the Chicago Regency Hyatt, adjacent to the con center.  Like seriously, the lobby connects right to the con.

Right now three of the four bed spaces are claimed, though I have an inflatable mattress I could possibly bring for someone who wanted to sleep on the floor [hell, I’ll sleep on the floor myself if that helps].

It would really keep things affordable if we had five people in the room altogether.  Right now we’re at three. If you are interested, please shoot me an ask.  Signal boosting is also appreciated.

Rules are as follows:

No coming back to the room drunk

Respect others cosplays and personal property.

No smoking

Be a decent human being.

And that’s about it.

Peter’s shadow spent its whole existence with only Peter to interact with.

Until one day a frost spirit crossed paths with the forever child.

While Jack and Peter became acquainted with one another, their shadows simply did what they were used to; mocking their masters behind their back.  This went on for a short while until the shades took notice of one another.  Both were confused at first, not familiar with meeting another shadow capable of moving independently from the master.

They would start to signal each other back and forth, at first in shock, then in utter awe at finally finding someone like them.

Finally realizing they weren’t alone.

From that initial encounter they managed to learn how to understand one another, and tend to carry on their own conversations whenever Jack and Peter get together to play.  After centuries alone, they take solace in the fact that they have a friend in one another.

The real reason Peter’s shadow sneaks off so much is to spend time with Jack’s.  The two get up to trouble as much as their masters, if not even more so.  They are as close as close can be, and share a bond unlike any other.  After being alone so long, it was like finding their other half.

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[/ Based on the canon of Peter’s sentient shadow and the concept of Jack’s from the Rankin-Bass Jack Frost film.  I fucking ship shadows now.]

chatwithjack:

He could see the shock lined in the boys face. Shock that told him that Peter hadn’t been expecting to see him. Shock that told him that Peter didn’t think that the winter spirit was actually right there in front of him. What…? Worry washed over Jack…and then anger. He had been told that his friend was in a dark place. And dark places automatically signalled the boogeyman to him. 

What the hell had Pitch done to the poor boy? 

Maybe…no, no…Peter didn’t look like he didn’t know who he was. So that was a good sign. So what then?

As the frost spirit watched the blond, he noticed shock turn into relief. And in that moment, Jack felt a bit better. He didn’t know what was going on with the other male. And the fact that Peter was holding a mirror similar to his own worried him…but somehow that relief on Peter’s face made things better. If only a small bit. 

And then Peter was hugging him. Rather forcefully too. “Woah there! I’m not going anywhere,” Jack laughed, ruffling the kid’s hair. Though he would return the hug, his arms wrapping lightly around the smaller of the two. 

It was then that he noticed the muffled sounds of crying. Oh… Brows furrowing, the blue-haired spirit turned his head down to look at the boy. Though of course he would only see the tousled hair. “H-hey now…” he muttered. Crying…he didn’t do crying. He didn’t like crying. And he’d never seen Peter anything but his joyful self. Never has thought that the boy had it in himself to cry. Arms tightened around the forever child. “Peter…hey, what’s up?” he asked, his voice light. 

He could try to cheer the boy up…but right now he doubted suggesting a game of some sort would be appropriate. Games could wait. At least until he knew what was wrong with his friend. And as he waited for an answer, comforting him, his own shadow made its own gestures as if having a conversation with the other, explaining the spell Jack had been under, unbeknownst to its owner.

Jack was real.  He wasn’t some sort of trick or illusion.  At least, Peter hoped he wasn’t.  Even if that was the case, he was happy to feel those arms around him.  To hear that concerned and reassuring tone.  The boy still had no idea what happened, perhaps enough people had wished Jack back to life, like what happened to Tinker Bell after she drank the poison for him.  

The reasons didn’t matter.  Logic wasn’t important to the forever child, it was best saved for grown-ups who spent most of their time worrying over silly things and ignoring important ones.  He was as far from a grown-up as anything could be.  Swallowing hard, he tempered the tears that were falling.  Peter never cried in front of another boy before.  Yet when he was around Jack, he felt almost as though he could do things like that.  That he didn’t have to be afraid of being looked down upon.

His trust for Jack had become absolute.

Wiping his eyes, the male shoved his mirror back in its pouch, deciding to ignore the subject of it for the time being.  It didn’t matter.  What mattered to him most was that Jack was back, and he wasn’t going anywhere.  Not if Peter could help it.  He had the urge to take Jack somewhere nice.  Somewhere interesting.  To bring him to Neverland.

“I’m fine.”  Came the eventual reply, accompanied by a huff.  ”I just… you were lying on the ground and you didn’t wake up.”  Frowning, the boy stepped away, placing his hands on his hips.  He had to handle this properly of course!  Boys didn’t cry about things.  They were bold and brash and brave!  ”I’m cross with you for not waking up, Jack.”

Peter was far too prideful to admit he was worried, that his heart had broken at the idea of never being able to see Jack smile again.  How the frost spirit had managed to obtain such a hold on him was something beyond normal understanding.  Two eternally youthful spirits found one another and simply connected.  Peter couldn’t understand it properly, or really explain it, and if inquired he’d simply retort with the fact that Jack was his best friend, and that was that.

“I should make you take lots of medicine for what you did… or or… have you be IT in hide-and-seek.”  He was still attempting to cover up his worry.  Peter’s eyes were still red from the tears that had occupied them only moments before.  In his own way he was conveying how much he missed Jack, how much he would have missed the male had something truly happened to him.

Looking at his fellow forever child now though made the strange feelings in his chest return.  Peter averted his eyes for a few moments before reaching out to grip the slightly cold hand of his precious person.  ”I suppose you can make it up to me by coming to Neverland and having some fun.  You did promise to come with me one day.  So let’s go.”  Peter wouldn’t yet make an attempt to fly, he still didn’t know if he could.

Fishing in another pouch he pulled out some pixie dust, offering it to Jack.

The boy’s shadow nodded before swirling around Jack’s a few times.  The shadow had a heart of its own, and was thrilled to see its friend returned.  Being a shadow as a lonely life, especially when all others ignored you.

gonnahavealittlefun:

pixieneverland:

boywonderwho:

have some peter pan cause i have a thing where i like to turn kids into teens or adults. i’m sorry.

I’m in love

((…Well then.))

[/ Dat Peter. ]

ask-jack-somnium:

rise-of-the-gaydians:

Get Rai to Iowa!

Hi guys! My friend Rai (walmartcashierjackfrost@tumblr) is getting ready to live with her pal frostyjackk in this mysterious land called Iowa. Problem is, it’s going to take a rather large sum of money to get her stuff and herself there. So I took rainbowtoothfairy’s idea to draw commissions towards this cause! She’ll be leaving at around May 20th~

Above are examples of what I can draw. (I’m sorry the examples are pretty much the same character; it’s what I’ve been drawing most recently)

On frostyjackk, chatwithjack, and rainbowtoothfairy’s pages, there will be a donation button in their description box. If you donate $10 and send me a screenshot of your confirmed payment, I will draw you a bust-up shot of whomever you’d like! $20 will give you a full-body. And of course, it’ll all be colored and pretty! Please just clarify if you want it cell-shaded or painted. It would also be nice to send in a reference of the pose you want (if you’d like), but I don’t really mind!

Donating any amount will give you the chance to win a poster and donating $80 will guarantee you a Jack Frost staff from frostyjackk. Chatwithjack offers a really pretty poster of Jack Frost if you donate $15! If you don’t like my art (which is completely understandable), rainbowtoothfairy is also drawing for donators!

TheRE’S SERIOUSLY SO MUCH STUFF YOU COULD GET LIKE WOW????????

If you need anything, please message me either on this blog or this blog!

whispers thank u very much i can’t sound professional for long crawls away

((from my main~))

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misasoup:

For captain-childishfirewarrior

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omnipotentmoon:

Reblog so I can find you, yes?

plotarmoredmaiden:

Ask anything you desire, nothing will be deleted.