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((I've kind of given up on the Jack Frost sooooo here's this hope you like it.... btw your still in training like the others)) no one's  pov Broken, alone, miserable, afraid, abandoned these are the emotions you've come to know so well. No one should ever feel the way you feel right now. All you can do is fake that smile, that you do every second of every day. Why some may ask, that's because you've lost everything that you hold close to your poor shattered heart. No one knows about these emotions not even your friends, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, or anyone else for that matter. Well maybe not everyone, there was your best friend Minyoung ((my OC

jack's pov I sit there listening to the nonsense that the kangaroo is talking about, that I keep on ruining his Holliday. "Look at least I know how to have fun." I get up and leave, I haven't talked to Alistair in a while now like about maybe a month yeah a month. I ask the wind to take me to him. ~~~~Time skip~~~~~ I land near a frozen lake, and hear this beautiful singing. I look for the source of this voice and found Alistair. I decide to sit and listen. "Hold Hold on Hold on to me 'Cause I'm a little unsteady A little unsteady Hold Hold on Hold on to me 'Cause I'm a little unsteady A little unsteady Momma Come here Approach Appear Dadd

Normal pov     "What do you mean by 'finally someone who appreciates my work'?" Jack laughs lightly. "I'm Jack Frost." "You mean as in you create snow and things in that area?" Alistair shakes his head softly with a light giggle escaping his lips. Jack nods yes eagerly.            Jacks pov     I can't help but smile at his laugh, it's just so adorable. His phone rings, he pulls it out with shaking hands 'why are his hands shaking like that?' He answers the phone and his voice trembles for some reason. "H-Hello D-dad." I can hear someone screaming and yell

Jack Frost x male OC reader (so this is my first story please tell me if you  like it or not thx)         no one's pov The snow was falling softly, as a young man was sitting on the forest floor. His hood covering his face giving him a mysterious look to him. A sigh left his chapped lips as he looks up onto the sky. He just sits there thinking to himself, 'why me......why me of all people?' tears now start to form in his piercing gray eyes. He cries softly wanting someone anyone to hear him to hold him close and never let go. "Why are you crying?" He stops and looks up, whipping his eyes. "why shou