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His shitty attitude and grabbable waist have bewitched me

When thinking of naughty fic, I think of these men.

shout out to this thot for being the root of my villain kink

Do you remember that scene in the Rise of the Guardians movie when Pitch starts running and when the Guardians find him at the entrance of his lair, Pitch is dragged away by his own nightmares?

Well, I'd like to change that part.

So, when Pitch looks around and find his nightmares surrounding him, and after hearing Jack say that it was Pitch's own fear the mares were after, he squares his shoulders and rises his guard.

One of the nightmares charges then, intent on feeding itself from his master.

Pitch looks at it, waiting for the nightmare to catch up to him, staring straight at the creature's eyes.

Then the nightmare hesitates mid-run, walking the last steps separating it from the Boogeyman.

It watches the Shadow Man for long moments, moving its head from side to side, assesing. Pitch waits, unblinking.

All the while, the nightmares await, impatient and anxious to attack, to eat. The Guardians watch confused, with a strange sort of anticipation and dread.

Then the nightmare finds what it was looking for. It stands tall, facing Pitch, before tamely bowing its head to the Nightmare King.

Pitch pats its muzzle with something that may could have been affection, but who knows?

In a swift move Pitch climbs on the nightmare's back. He straightens his posture and places his tumb and index finger between his lips, letting out a high-pitched whistle, calling his nightmares to assemble around him.

The Guardians prepare to make their stand, strength and power back full-force.

But the Boogeyman knows when a battle is lost... for now.

With a last glance to the Guardians, he leads his herd of nightmares into his lair.

He'd be back, sooner or later, because fear can't be killed. The only way to defeat fear is to face it.