A horrific shambling abomination is magically transformed into a human and the story treats this as body horror. It immediately falls over into the dirt because it isn't used to balancing on legs or having bones, It claws at its too-few eyes with too-blunt nails and screams in a voice that is utterly alien to it, the ever-present singing of the cosmos is silenced as its myriad senses dull to nothing.
And all of this is made worse by these things, these hideous things that have warped its form to match their own, telling it in condescending tones that they have saved it. That they are the perfect beings, the default beings, and that surely all creatures must long for their shape. That this is better than being what it was before.
Youâve tried it allâapps, setups, chance encountersâbut nothingâs stuck. So whatâs one more bad idea? In a moment of desperation (or brilliance), you say yes to reality TV.
Welcome to Warm Me Up, Snap Studioâs very first dating experiment.
You were expecting sunshine and swimsuits. Instead? Youâre stranded in a luxury chalet with eleven strangers and one rule: pair up or freeze out. Fail to make a connection, and youâre headed straight to the Cold Zone.
Warm Me Up is an interactive fiction rated 18+ for explicit language, explicit sexual themes, alcohol use, and moral ambiguity.
âïž FEATURES âïž
Customize your MC. From appearance, personality, to motivations. You character is yours to make.
Rich relationship dynamics. With eleven other contestants and the cameras always rolling, things are bound to get messy. It's up to you whether you want to keep it platonic, find your person, or hook up in the pantry. Nobody's judging...except the audience.
Multiple endings. Your time in the mountains can leave quite an impression. How will your story end?
âïž ROMANCE OPTIONS âïž
Polished, poised, and unapologetically high-maintenance, Anjali doesnât suffer fools or wrinkles. Her sharp tongue and cold exterior might scare some off, but if you make her crack, she just might surprise you.
Outwardly, Dmitry comes off as too perfect. But heâs more than just good manners and a strong jawline. Quietly protective and endlessly thoughtful, heâll always strive to put you first.
Jong-woo Kim | He/Him, 23, Fitness Influencer
Bubbly, bright, and built like a Greek statue, Jong-woo brings the sunshine wherever he goes. Heâs a little awkward, endlessly enthusiastic, and surprisingly wise for someone who still calls his mom every day. Whether heâs working out or working the room, you canât help but smile when heâs around.
Kailee Blake | She/Her, 26, Interior Designer
Kailee's all smiles and sweet touches, but it's clear she knows how to play the game. While her affection might feel genuine at times, her true motives stay tucked behind that charming facade. If youâre not careful, youâll think sheâs on your side right up until she twists the knife with a smile.
Kalea Mahelona | She/Her, 22, Student
Kalea is candy personified: sweet, soft, and easy to break if youâre not careful. Sheâs clumsy, shy, and easily flustered, but once she warms up to you, sheâs all in.
Grounded and honest, Linden is the breath of fresh air you didnât know you needed. A little quiet and unreadable, they offer comfort by simply being. With their steady presence and emotional maturity, they make it easy to be exactly who you are.
Luca/Lucia Gigliotti | He/Him OR She/Her, 28, Luxury Art Curator
Cunning, cultured, seductive: Lu thrives on tension and desire. With them, loveâif it exists at allâis a just game. Whether you join in is your choice. Either way, youâre in for one hell of a ride.
Makai Jones | He/Him, 27, High School History Teacher
Aloof, unreadable, and hard to impress, Makai keeps his guard sky-high. Heâs cautious and most people donât get past the walls heâs built. But if you do manage to earn his trust, youâll find someone loyal, grounded, and quietly ride-or-die in a way that never asks for recognition.
Marcel Toussaint | They/He, 29, Mixologist
Flamboyant, passionate, and just a touch unhinged, Marcel refuses to be ignored. They flirt for sport and love watching people fall for them, whether or not they plan to catch them. But sometimes, even a wildcard wants something realâŠit just might take a while. A very long while.
Misty Delgado | She/Her, 26, Park Ranger
Misty is the epitome of cool and always in control. She takes life one day at a time and is definitely not one to rise to the drama. Sometimes, sheâs so laid-back it makes you wonder if sheâs here to make a real connectionâŠor just enjoy the view.
Santiago/Santina Reyes | He/Him OR She/Her, 28, Tattoo Artist/Small Business Owner
Smooth, unflappable, and devastatingly charismatic, Santi is hard to resist. Theyâve got a magnetic presence and always seem to know the perfect moment to tease, to comfort, or to challenge you. And their heart? Itâs big. So big, you start to wonder if there might be room in there for you, too.
This was so much fun, I loved it and I'll definitely be staying tuned for the next installment!! I love dating game IFs, so glad to see more of them. 10/10 would recommend. Also the interface (?) of this game is so aesthetically pleasing to me like it's so satisfying hehe
Youâve tried it allâapps, setups, chance encountersâbut nothingâs stuck. So whatâs one more bad idea? In a moment of desperation (or brilliance), you say yes to reality TV.
Welcome to Warm Me Up, Snap Studioâs very first dating experiment.
You were expecting sunshine and swimsuits. Instead? Youâre stranded in a luxury chalet with eleven strangers and one rule: pair up or freeze out. Fail to make a connection, and youâre headed straight to the Cold Zone.
Warm Me Up is an interactive fiction rated 18+ for explicit language, explicit sexual themes, alcohol use, and moral ambiguity.
âïž FEATURES âïž
Customize your MC. From appearance, personality, to motivations. You character is yours to make.
Rich relationship dynamics. With eleven other contestants and the cameras always rolling, things are bound to get messy. It's up to you whether you want to keep it platonic, find your person, or hook up in the pantry. Nobody's judging...except the audience.
Multiple endings. Your time in the mountains can leave quite an impression. How will your story end?
âïž ROMANCE OPTIONS âïž
Polished, poised, and unapologetically high-maintenance, Anjali doesnât suffer fools or wrinkles. Her sharp tongue and cold exterior might scare some off, but if you make her crack, she just might surprise you.
Outwardly, Dmitry comes off as too perfect. But heâs more than just good manners and a strong jawline. Quietly protective and endlessly thoughtful, heâll always strive to put you first.
Jong-woo Kim | He/Him, 23, Fitness Influencer
Bubbly, bright, and built like a Greek statue, Jong-woo brings the sunshine wherever he goes. Heâs a little awkward, endlessly enthusiastic, and surprisingly wise for someone who still calls his mom every day. Whether heâs working out or working the room, you canât help but smile when heâs around.
Kailee Blake | She/Her, 26, Interior Designer
Kailee's all smiles and sweet touches, but it's clear she knows how to play the game. While her affection might feel genuine at times, her true motives stay tucked behind that charming facade. If youâre not careful, youâll think sheâs on your side right up until she twists the knife with a smile.
Kalea Mahelona | She/Her, 22, Student
Kalea is candy personified: sweet, soft, and easy to break if youâre not careful. Sheâs clumsy, shy, and easily flustered, but once she warms up to you, sheâs all in.
Grounded and honest, Linden is the breath of fresh air you didnât know you needed. A little quiet and unreadable, they offer comfort by simply being. With their steady presence and emotional maturity, they make it easy to be exactly who you are.
Luca/Lucia Gigliotti | He/Him OR She/Her, 28, Luxury Art Curator
Cunning, cultured, seductive: Lu thrives on tension and desire. With them, loveâif it exists at allâis a just game. Whether you join in is your choice. Either way, youâre in for one hell of a ride.
Makai Jones | He/Him, 27, High School History Teacher
Aloof, unreadable, and hard to impress, Makai keeps his guard sky-high. Heâs cautious and most people donât get past the walls heâs built. But if you do manage to earn his trust, youâll find someone loyal, grounded, and quietly ride-or-die in a way that never asks for recognition.
Marcel Toussaint | They/He, 29, Mixologist
Flamboyant, passionate, and just a touch unhinged, Marcel refuses to be ignored. They flirt for sport and love watching people fall for them, whether or not they plan to catch them. But sometimes, even a wildcard wants something realâŠit just might take a while. A very long while.
Misty Delgado | She/Her, 26, Park Ranger
Misty is the epitome of cool and always in control. She takes life one day at a time and is definitely not one to rise to the drama. Sometimes, sheâs so laid-back it makes you wonder if sheâs here to make a real connectionâŠor just enjoy the view.
Santiago/Santina Reyes | He/Him OR She/Her, 28, Tattoo Artist/Small Business Owner
Smooth, unflappable, and devastatingly charismatic, Santi is hard to resist. Theyâve got a magnetic presence and always seem to know the perfect moment to tease, to comfort, or to challenge you. And their heart? Itâs big. So big, you start to wonder if there might be room in there for you, too.
This was so much fun, I loved it and I'll definitely be staying tuned for the next installment!! I love dating game IFs, so glad to see more of them. 10/10 would recommend. Also the interface (?) of this game is so aesthetically pleasing to me like it's so satisfying hehe
your made up scenario isnât real (shocker) and makes no difference when your kids are starving for your acknowledgment of the pain you caused them. youâre only performing the role of a good parent, without having to actually do any heavy lifting
INDIAN SUMMER (1972) dir. Valerio Zurlini Sonia Petrovna as Vanina Abati
âThe beautiful Sonia Petrovna, in the role of her life, embodies Vanina with fragility and distance, a symbol of unattainable purity in a decaying world.â (x)
fanfic where they are at Jackieâs house for a party ant they sneak into a room to make out and then it turns into a hit more than that. Then when they go to get dressed they have to do it with the lights off and Lottie ends up wearing Natâs red skirt and Nat ends up in Lottieâs baby pink one. And now they have to pretend like this is the most normal thing ever.
âFuck. Shit shit shit-â The blonde looked up and her hair moved to fall around her face, her bangs landing at odd angles. Which made the woman standing above her let out a laugh and a teasing murmur. âLanguage Scatorccioâ The voice came from none other than Miss Charlotte Matthews, whoâs hands were tangled in the hair of Natalie Scatorccio as Nat attempted to keep their clothing, which was being peeled off the girls a mile a minute, from hitting the floor loud enough to attract the other team members. âHush Matthews.â Nat murmured against the brunettes lips. âHow do you suggest I do tha- oh god Nat- fuck-â Lottie buried her head in the blondeâs shoulder.
âWe have got to get goingâ Nat said gently, running her hands through Lottieâs messy curls. Lottie shook her head. âLotsâŠâŠ.â Lottie could hear the Italian wavering in and out of Natâs voice âwe canât stay like this you know that.â Lottie nodded, âevery single timeâ the brunette murmured and Nat sighed âLottie- câmonâ âno itâs fineâ Lottie tugged on her sleeve. âCâmere. Iâm notâŠnot angry. Ok?â She pulled the blonde into a tight hug. âLetâs get our clothes on ok? As much as I enjoy seeing that red bra on your body, I would prefer if I was the only one who got to see it. We gotta hurry up.â
They smiled at each other and for a moment it was just them. The blonde and the brunette. The girls who would partner up for soccer practice every other week. âDonât make it obviousâ was Natâs constant reminder. And as much as Lottie hated keeping the fierce girl, HER fierce girl, a secret, she knew both of them couldnât afford to let the truth of their escapades get out to the public.
Nat laughed at Lottieâs statement, and pulled her shirt over her head, and then her leather jacket. Lottie brushed the fabric in between her fingers. âNo Lot.â The blonde whispered, the smile on both their faces instant. âI like wearing it- it makes me feelâŠâŠyours.â Nat intertwined their fingers together. âYou are mine, but we- uhmâŠ. letâs get going.â She pulled the plaid skirt she was wearing earlier over her hips and waited for Lottie to finish up, stepping out of the darkness of the closet and into the dimly lit hallway of the Taylorâs upstairs, smoothing her hair down. She turned to Lottie â5 minutes.â âI know the drillâ Lottie teased, Nat stared at the taller woman who apparently flourished in the dark, she could stare at the girls dark brown eyes for hours, and that smile- then the door shut, and Lottie was gone.
Nat made her way down the hallway. She could hear Shauna and Jackie making out in Jackieâs room and she rolled her eyes âreally subtle Jinxâ she thought to herself. She made her way into the kitchen and stopped when she saw Vanâs face. âWhat are you staring at?â She asked oblivious, âWhat are you WEARING!?â They asked, a look of pure and utter delight on their face. âWhat- what do you meanâ Nat looked down.
She was wearing her shirt, and her jacket and Lottieâs baby pink skirt-. Nat swore and did a double take. âOh this- I um-â She stopped herself when Tai walked in, clearly drunk and stumbling around. The curly hair brunette threw her arms around Van. âVanyyyyyy-â she turned to look at the girl Van was staring at. She was immediately somewhat sober, âwhat are you wearing?â âThatâs what I askedâŠholy shit-â Natâs eyes followed Vanâs and Taiâs as she stared at Lottie who had just wandered in. Lottie looked normal, her Lot, just like she always did.
Except Lottieâs lips were a bit numb and there was a red mark that Lottie had apparently tried to hide with the wrong shade of concealer. Lottie always teased that Nat imagined herself to be a vampire when they made out. Apparently Lot wasnât that far off on comparisons. She was wearing that pink puffy shirt that was easy to take off, (Nat would know and she smiled to herself at that) and the dark red and black skirt with the chain that belonged to- Natalie. Fuck. Lottie apparently seemed to understand the situation when she glanced at her baby pink skirt, currently on her girlfriendâs hips, and looked back up at Nat, her eyes wide.
âThatâs just- we just-â Lottie stuttered and Nat grabbed Lottieâs hand. âWe will just be a second-â âDo you want my concealer lot?â Jackie asked as she walked past- âwho did that- oh shitâ her eyes traced to Nat and they widened. âJinx donât worry about it-â
Natalie pulled Lottie into a hallway and swore.
(Obviously itâs not done and itâs very bad but Iâm SICK so stfu)
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