Whenever Jack wins a challenge, he asks for one thing: sex. This forces Bunnymund to begin to rethink a lot of things.

This story follows "The Violet Hour." When Jack refuses to acknowledge his near death experience, it takes a little tough love from Bunnymund to get the boy to open up. Fluff!

Pitch has one thing on his mind: Revenge. He has finally figured out how to bring about the destruction of Jack Frost, and he makes the Guardians watch. One Shot.

Pitch has discovered a way to regain his lost power. All he has to do is make sure that Jack's worst nightmares come true. Angst. Neglect. Starvation. Psychological torture.

Jack discovers North's workshop - and spends the next hundred and fifty years trying to sneak in.

She is two and a half, and Jack can't stand to see her cry. It is the dead of winter, and the harvest this year is the worst he can remember. There is not food enough to go around, and though the adults bear it silently– though Jack, impressed with his own status as big brother, bears it silently– his sister is still too small to pretend.

Long ago, Jack was kidnapped by a man with a round pale face - a face that seems, to his child's imagination, like the moon. He has spent years suffering in solitude, but when the vigilante killers that style themselves Guardians free the boy, he finds an unexpected family. Their methods may be harsh, but Jack doesn't mind. It's to keep the children safe, after all.

St. Nicholas is coming, the children say. St. Nicholas is kind, and generous, and watchful. St. Nicholas keeps two lists of names, and every name, in all the world, is written upon them. The idea captures Jack's imagination: that his name, too, might be there among the others.

He scratches designs into tree bark and onto the ice of puddles. He traces snowflakes in the frost on window panes and forms the outlines with twigs and draws them with his fingers in the dirt. He incorporates these small details, these things that are so refreshingly new to him. And for the first time ever, someone sees him at his work.

Oneshot. A rare moment of lucidity breaks through Jack/Jokul's insanity. Luckily Bunnymund/Hyde is there to weather the storm with him. JackRabbit. Based on JokulandHyde's RotG AU on Tumblr.

Ever since they got together, Jack's been sort of desperate to end his three hundred-year virginity. Bunnymund, however, is taking it too slow for comfort.

Maybe there's a reason for Pitch's methods. (ONESHOT)

There's a reason Jack's cries were never answered (one shot)

(High School AU) When four friends are forced to ask the school loner, Jack Frost, to help them with this year's Christmas benefit none of them think he's going to agree, but he does. Things are about to get interesting and they're going to discover that there's more to Jack than meets the eye.

Winter was bad. Winter gave people hypothermia and frostbite and pneumonia. Jack Frost was a winter spirit, and winter never helped anyone.

Twenty times Aster didn't speak to or otherwise acknowledge Jack Frost's existence, and the eternity that he did, and tried to make amends.

One shot: All Jamie's mom ever prayed for was for him to be happy and protected. So when she finds her prayer answered in the unlikeliest way, her very beliefs will be put to the ultimate test.

It's dangerous to follow a leader who doesn't know he's being followed but, somehow, they're sure it'll be okay if it's Jack Frost.

Well, this isn't what he came here for.

"Close that door, don't let Jack Frost in."

With the wind comes a burst of snow and wonder.

He vanishes in the water, yet sits atop the highest oak.

"You really think they'll come to rescue you? Don't be so naïve! When will you get it through your thick head: they only wanted to use you." Oneshot, main characters: Jack, Pitch

"Slow down there, mate. You're goin' at it like you haven't eaten in years!" Bunny jested, watching the frost child scarf down his roast beef.

Jack's been on his own for a long time. He's used to snatching what food he can to get by, but now that he's on the Nice List, that option's off the table. The winter spirit takes it in stride - even when it means he doesn't get very much to eat - but when the other Guardians find out, they think it's a much bigger deal than Jack does.