how keep warm this winter

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ACOHAD IS SO GOOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 OMG 😭😭😭😭 KALEANA 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 BUT ALSO KALIX BECAUSE THEY'RE HILARIOUS TOGETHER

OMG FELIX AND KADEN ARE MY FAV TO WRITE ABOUT YOU HAVE NO IDEA LIKE UGH I CAN’T EVEN I’LL HAVE TO MAKE A NEW SECTION ON MY MASTERLIST CALLED ‘THE KALIX BROMANCE REMASTERED’ BECAUSE I JUST LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH LIKE SO SO SO MUCH AND I’VE DONE A LOT THAT NEVER ENDED UP IN THE ACTUAL FIC AND UGH I CAN’T. 

IN HONOUR OF OUR SHARED LOVE, HAVE THIS DRABBLE. 

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“I’m just saying that if like, you and Eleana didn’t work out for whatever reason, we could get married. I’d be down for that.”

Felix finished his profession of love with a large wretch into the toilet. Kaden patted his back in sympathy, and wiped his forehead again with a damp cloth. Kaden had never experienced a drunk Felix before in person, and he was wickedly delighted about how funny it was. 

“It would work well. We never fight, and you could cook and I could clean. Not to mention how you could keep me warm on these long winter nights.” Kaden teased.

He left Felix groaning on the floor, too wasted to move, and went to prepare his bed. He may never have slept in one himself, but damn him if he couldn’t make one. It was a skill he’d had plenty of time to master, he did it all the time for his brothers, and he found that it was much more satisfying when you did it for someone you actually like.

Once he had made the bed – he’d had to strip the sheets, there was a suspicious stain that he didn’t agree with – and pulled back the covers enough to put Felix in, he returned to find his friend trying, and failing, to undress himself. Now he was just flailing around with his shirt half off his head and his pants around his ankles. Kaden had to cover his mouth to help hold back a laugh at the ridiculous sight. He was going to help Felix undress anyway, but seeing the drunk Fae-Illyrian attempt it himself while this intoxicated was something Kaden didn’t know he needed until this moment.

“I’m stuck.” Felix deadpanned.

“I can see that.”

“Are you going to help me?” He whined. Felix couldn’t see Kaden because of the shirt covering his face, but Kaden could see Felix’s tongue from where he was licking his shirt to try and get it off. Because, you know, that is far more effective than using one’s hands.

“What will I get in return?” Kaden didn’t want anything, he was just curious as to what Felix would say.

“Hmmm. Hm. Hm hm hm hm hm. How about I winnow those letters to Eleana for you? Just think. Sad Eleana. Hurt Eleana. Then boom! Letter from Kaden. Day instantly made!” Felix tripped and would’ve knocked his head into his basin if Kaden hadn’t righted him. Kaden laughed loudly, and helped Felix shirk off his shirt and toss away his pants.

“You drive a hard bargain, but I accept. Now come along, you have a nice warm bed waiting for you.” Kaden out his arm around Felix and took him to his room. He lied Felix down, and the older male snuggled into his blankets like a toddler ready for nap time. “I’ve left a bucket next to your bed and a tonic on your nightstand for when you wake up. Goodnight, Felix.”

Felix shot his arm out and gripped onto Kaden’s hand with his own. “Come here!” He whispered. Felix was looking at him wide eyed, and Kaden conceded.

“What?”

“It’s a secret. You can’t tell anyone.” He continued to whisper.

“Okay.”

Felix pulled Kaden closer so they were eye to eye. “I think the Mother must have gifted you to me.” And then Felix licked his hand.

Kaden snatched his hand back and made a face at the slobber than was now covering it.

“Felix, what the fuck.”

“That is how best friends mark each other. I just decided.” Felix slurred and rolled over onto his other side, back now facing Kaden.

“You are a strange one.” Kaden muttered. He turned to leave and made it to the doorway before he stopped. This time he was interrupted by Felix’s voice.

“If only there was a bedroom next door all ready to go that you could use. And have. Forever. We can raise our children together. You and Eleana’s kids, and my little family too.”

Kaden rolled his eyes, but when he turned to remark on Felix’s ridiculousness, his friend was already snoring with his mouth open, drool slowly making a mark on his pillow.

knitted scarves of warmth (~1.3K words)

evana & evak featuring isak’s sleeping problems.

sana slowly wakes up by the sound of her phone vibrating, almost angrily, on eva’s nightstand.

she doesn’t feel well-rested, and while it’s quite bright (as nights in the summer usually are) she knows it’s still in the middle of the night as it’s eerily quiet.

she groans, and stretches for her phone.

she feels eva shift, a pair of arms tightening around her waist.

“wazzgoinon?” eva mumbles, not yet ready to open her eyes.

“someone’s calling,” sana tells her quietly, “just go back to sleep.”

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Fire and Ice

Originally posted by narnianwitch

Pyro x Reader

Fire and Ice

Author: Morgan

Prompt: Maybe Pyro x reader where she is some kind of ice mutant? So there’s this natural tension because of their mutation and it either gets really smutty or really fluffy.

Note: Yaaaaaassss Pyro!

Warnings: Terrible puns. I am sorry. (No I’m not.) and Swears.

It was a nice, winter afternoon at the X Mansion. You were in your favorite spot in the mansion: right in front of the fireplace. Being an ice-bender meant lots of sweaters, lots of shivers, and most of all, being cold all. the. time.

You were wrapped up in a nice knit grey sweater with several layers and a scarf on, sipping from a mug of hot cocoa, and shivering in front of the flickering flames. John walked in, wearing only a wife-beater and jeans, flicking the cap of his lighter open and closing it, as was his little habit.

“Hey there, shivers. What’s up?”

“Not much.” You replied, sipping from your mug, but not looking up from the paper and ink in your hands.

“You know, Bobby never gets as cold as you do, babe.”

“Don’t call me babe, hothead.” you chuckled. “And it’s because Bobby has a lid on his powers. I do not.”

“Hothead, huh?” John chuckled, pulling the fire from the fireplace and manifesting it in his hand. You became colder, if that was possible and tugged at the sleeves of your sweater.

“John! Not cool!”

“Admit you like me.”

“What? No! Put the fire back and get out of here!”

“Why? Are you too cool for me?”

“John!”

John closed his fist, putting out the fire. He shrugged, smirking.

“Oops.”

“Asshole,” you grumbled, your fingertips beginning to lose feeling.

“Why do you need fire when you’ve got me? I swear, I give off heat like a fucking furnace.” John hopped over the back of the couch and sat beside you. He pulled you to his chest, and though you were hesitant at first, you melted into his touch. He was right. He was so warm.

John laid down on the couch with you on top of him. You rested your head on his chest and pulled your blanket up around the both of you. He gently brushed the stray strands of hair out of your face as you finally, finally stopped shivering.

“God, you’re so cold,” he said with genuine concern. You nodded.

“I’m used to it.”

“You don’t have to be. How about I make you a deal? I’ll keep you warm in the winter, you keep my cold in the summer. Deal?”

“Deal,” you sighed, snuggling deeper into his warmth.

“Oh, and uh, one more thing.”

“Hmm?”

“Go out with me.”

“Well…” you pretended to think about it, but tilted your head up to press an icy kiss to his cheek, causing him to smile. “I guess that’ll have to do. You know what they say. Opposites attract.”

                                          My  hands  are  cold

                                Let  me  warm  them  up with  your

                                                        blood

Here’s a list of A/B/O fics I collected to read/ re-read/ rec.

These fics were recently recommended to me, so if you have more that you think I’d love, please reply with a title or link :D Doesn’t matter if I’ve read them before. Also please everyone is more than welcome to rec me your own alpha!Dean and omega!Cas fics!

Here are just the fic titels and links, below the cut you’ll find summaries and some initial blurb by me.

Take On Me by Powerfulweak

How To Keep Warm In Winter by WingIt

Poisk Istiny {Finding Truth} by CassondraWinchester, lotrspnfangirl (pdlessard07)

The Old-Fashioned Way by cheeseburgersmakemeveryhappy

Like Cats and Dogs by sweetdean

Bonded by Luciel89

Disclaimer: All fics are alpha!Dean and omega!Cas ♥

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Con smut

Written while speaking with @compassionatedragon earlier today on g-chat. Forgive the choppiness, I’m not trying to write a full on Quality Fic™, just purvey some smut. <3

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After Misha’s panel, during which he knew exactly what Jensen intended for him this weekend, but wanted to see how far he could push it, he ‘accidentally’ let slip a few choice things to the audience. Maybe one thing on how messy Jensen’s bed always is (’in his trailer! You guys think I don’t go into his trailer?!’), and another about how to keep warm in winter (’Since, I don’t know if you’ve been to Vancouver, but it’s 'cold as balls’.’) Jensen and himself both huddled to share body heat. There may or may not have been a few giggles at hecklers shouting that it warmed his cockles. (’Words chosen carefully.’)

Of course, that combined is more than enough to make Jensen think that it was game on. He’s waiting backstage with a bottle of water to give Misha, and as soon as Misha reaches for it Jensen moves the water and grabs his wrist. Subtle enough to be their usual kind of friendly teasing to everyone else, but they both totally know what’s up when Jensen tugs him towards the door.

Casually walking through hallways, close together (it’s crowded, and so no one can see the grip on Misha’s wrist). They duck into the bathroom, bodyguards on the door, naturally

Jensen lets go and his smile falls away to something a little more serious. Not upset, of course. Far from that

Misha gets the message pretty much instantly. He’s nowhere near subbing out yet, but he’s curious to see where this goes, staying quiet and waiting for Jensen to speak. He doesn’t, though. He just smirks and flicks his eyes towards a stall

There’s a moment of thinking it over, and Misha decides that he is definitely game for this. He walks ahead of Jensen into the stall. A little cramped, but since when did that matter

Jensen doesn’t waist time getting to what he wants from this, knowing they’re on a timer. He crowds Misha against the wall, nudging his ankles wider as he runs fingers over his thigh and zipper

Misha’s still somewhere between 'Wow, okay, instantly? I’m game’ and 'Yes sir’, but Jensen’s taking enough of the lead that he’s happily slipping into letting him take the reigns

Jensen drags his zipper down and slips his fingers inside, stroking over Misha’s boxers (orange again?!). Still silent, still half smirking, listening to Misha’s breath start to get a little more ragged.

Jensen pulls the elastic down over Misha, dragging a finger up his length and watching his eyelashes flutter. He’s definitely here for this.

Misha bows his head a little, fighting giving up that little bit of power he feels he’s got left. That last ditch effort of 'I’m not enjoying this, shut up’, which is obviously untrue. Jensen spots it and takes the opportunity, breaking his silence. ’Just how much do you want them to know, hm?

All those people out there who would love to do things a thousand times more filthy than the teasing I’m allowing you right now, and you’re dying to tell them you’re taken.

Misha shivers and closes his eyes. It’s not something he lets himself think often, but god is it true.

You belong to me, and they all know it. You know they do.’ Jensen wraps his hand around Misha, and strokes so perfectly, so slowly as Misha melts back into the wall

'So why are you playing keep away with the information? You know you can’t tell. You know what I’ll do.’ Jensen grins. They may or may not have had some ideas about an one stage scene during one particularly kinky conversation.

Misha swallows and grunts softly as Jensen works at him, feeling his control over the situation slip away. He can’t tempt Jensen into this this weekend. He’s not the one calling the shots here. He knows he’ll be punished, and that is exactly what this is.

Jensen smiles and swipes a finger across Misha’s tip, making him gasp. 'If you get these jeans messy, I don’t think they’re going to believe you had a mishap with the sink. They’ll know exactly what I did to you.

On an ordinary day they had gotten good at hiding their more… private activities during cons. But if there was one thing they knew, it was that once Misha’s been riled up, he is completely horny for the rest of the day.

Jensen squeezes him and strokes upwards tightly, Misha’s eyes opening and meeting his. ’You’re going to behave now, aren’t you?

Misha nods and whines helplessly, a drop leaking across Jensen’s fingers.

Jensen grins and kisses Misha’s forehead, lightening his touch. ’Tell me.

Misha pants in frustration ’No more teasing… I’ll.. behave, please… sir….

Good boy.’ They both know their time is up. It’s been almost suspiciously long, and someone will come check on them soon if they don’t move quickly. Misha mentally curses himself for misbehaving, knowing he’s going to be doing the 'hands in pockets’ trick to hide the solid erection in his jeans.

Jensen redresses him, clearly happy with his handiwork. And Misha looks completely bedraggled, which is definitely a testament to just how much Jensen gets to him.

They leave the cubicle, check themselves in the mirrors for any telltale signs (other than Misha straining in his jeans and looking a little flushed. ’Fuck, Jensen…!’) and leave the bathroom.

Jensen’s extra cruel and gives him a smack on the back of his thighs, just as he gets back into his con persona. Just as a little 'don’t you dare forget’.

starving-is-success  asked:

Hi! What is your favourite season and favourite colour and why are they your favourites? Stay strong! ❤

My favourite season is winter. I was born in winter, so yeah, that’s a reason. I also like how you’re able to keep warm during winter and you have a good excuse to drink warm beverages like hot chocolate. Whereas, in summer it’s so bloody hot I feel like I’m melting, and in spring it’s just too flowery and there’s too many bugs in my opinion. And in autumn it’s so bloody stormy and there’ no wifi because of the wind and storms.

As for colour, I like black. If I remember correctly from my grade eight natural science class, black is the absence of colour. Because white is all colours all at once, right? I’m not sure. Either way, I just like black because it’s just… void. And sometimes I feel like that. Just… void.

Character Questions: Winter
  1. What does winter look like where your character lives?
  2. Does your character like winter?
  3. How does your character feel about snow?
  4. How does your character keep themselves warm?
  5. Does your character do any winter sports?
  6. Has your character ever had an ice-related accident?
  7. How does winter affect your character’s health?
  8. How does winter affect your character’s work?
  9. Does winter affect your character’s eating habits?
  10. How does your character prepare for winter?
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How to keep warm in winter…
1. Wear more clothes
2. Tuck your t-shirt in your pants (only if you’re super cool!)
3. Twerk at any given opportunity

#shakeyourmoneymaker #bootyburn #lifehacks (at Worsley)

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Meg’s guide on how to make a good hot choco to keep you warm in winter!!
>Use your favorite mug.
>Fill it with those powder chocolate thingy.
>Add hot water.
>Add your otp for maximum sweetness.

Ps. Adding your otp may make it more hot, it depends on how hot and sexy you think your otp is.

Pss. May apply to coffees. I don’t really know bec. I don’t drink coffees.

Enjoy your sweet, hot drink!

Back On Track

Summary: Mako and Korra are little awkward with each other when they get back together.

Rated: K+

A/N: I know, I know! I’m skipping ahead past the reunion, yadda yadda, WHATEVER! This is a scene that I feel a lot of shows skip, and they just are like, “Oh yeah! Totally normal again! Like nothing’s changed!”, haha yeah bullshit. They’re dorks. They’re gonna be awkward. 

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Zodiac Signs in Winter

Aries: The warm, blazing fireplace. 

Taurus: All of the hot drinks like mulled cider or wine. 

Gemini: The cold, sharp air.

Cancer: How it gets dark early. 

Leo: Sweaters and blankets to keep you warm. 

Virgo: Winter grass. 

Libra: Ice skating. 

Scorpio: Hibernation.

Sagittarius: Snowball fight! 

Capricorn: Ice and snow. 

Aquarius: Extreme winter sports like snowboarding or skiing. 

Pisces: Building an igloo, snow angel, or snowman. 

ARE OF NEEDING GUARD DOG IN THESE TIMES OF CREEPY MAN TAKING ALL INVENTIONS WITH EVIL CLAW?

YEEN HAVE JUST THE WARE. KEEP IN HOUSE AN WHEN THINGS COME NEAR HEAR THE BORK BORK!

LOUD AN ALSO FLUFFY. LOOK AT HOW BIG DOGGO IS. MEANS IS GUD FOR THE KEEPING WARM IN COMING WINTER. AND LOOK AT STRENTH! IS STRONG AS WHOLE ZOMBIE! EVEN AS TOUGH AS ONE! GREAT MUSCLES AN FURS

SMELLS LIKE WET DOG. EATS LOTS OF MEATS. TAKE ON WALKS THOUGH SOMETIMES PATRON WILL BE TAKEN FOR WALK

WAT QUALITY WARE! INCREDIBLE POWER AN SUCH. YEEN DONOT SELL WITH COLLAR THO ONCE PURCHASE IS MADE WILL UNLEASH AN GUD LUCK!

MAKE PURCHASE!!

anonymous asked:

How do you keep your hogs warm during the winter? I'd assume you have some kind of hot plate for their enclosures, but do you always have them wrapped in a blanket when you take them out to cuddle them?

I use CHEs (ceramic heat emitters) for the cages, and when I take them out in winter it’s just in my house so I don’t need to wrap them in a blanket. I use fleece sleeping bags for them though, but that’s because they like to be covered when they sleep (with the exception of Skaði who sleeps everywhere)