Guardian of Bravery: PitchBlack x Reader 3 pt3 by rachelthepessimist, literature
Literature
Guardian of Bravery: PitchBlack x Reader 3 pt3
You and Jack had been out all day, running and flying around, making kids laugh and forget their fears. No one saw you, of course, because they didn’t believe in you, but that didn’t bother you. You got a rush from the experience. You now understood how Pitch felt when he felt fear. Feeling a child’s bravery was amazing. Your heart beat faster, your face flushed, and you could not dampen the brilliant smile that came over your face.
Jack worried for you, worried that not being believed in would wound you as it had him, but it didn’t. You were bravery, the thought bothered you, but you were not afraid of it. You did no
Guardian of Bravery: Pitch Black x Reader 3 pt 2 by rachelthepessimist, literature
Literature
Guardian of Bravery: Pitch Black x Reader 3 pt 2
You run back to your room, slamming the door and locking it before falling to the floor. You groan, holding yourself tightly kicking wildly at the air. You unfold your arms to start pounding the ground, your groans becoming shouts that become screams.
When your throat is raw and your hands are sore, you lay still, staring up at the ceiling. You close your eyes and sigh, sitting up and looking around. “Bravery…” you whisper, turning to look over the other side of your room. You narrow your eyes and stand, wiping yourself off. “Bravery is not just courage to face the scary, it’s courage to face the unknown.”
Jack Frost X Reader - Heat by GhostRain1412, literature
Literature
Jack Frost X Reader - Heat
You loved summer. You just loved heat in general, as you had grown up in Greece before you had become the guardian of Imagination. You loved the warm winds, the rainstorms, the sent of flowers, everything.
Your boyfriend, however, hated it, being Jack Frost and all.
“You have got to be the most pitiful person on the planet.” You glanced over at him when another groan escaped, pulling you from your reading for the hundredth time. Jack said nothing, only giving you a grunt.
He was lying face down on the couch (the two of you had been staying at Tooth’s place until you could find a place of your own), arm dangling off the ed