hey if this storm ends up being as it looks, you need to take it seriously, particularly if you're in a southern state and not used to storms like this. i'm not a professional but my new england experience for losing power/etc is:
fill your bathtub with water before the power goes out. in an emergency where the pipes freeze, you'll have semi-clean water. you can use this water for your pets, to wash dishes, flush your toilet, and other small important stuff. if you have no bathtub, fill as large a bin/pot/etc as you can find.
air is the best insulator. if you can tape plastic over your windows and major drafts, it will genuinely help. (they have kits for it, but i've used trash bags and duct tape). blankets/tarps/etc also work. leave space between the covering and the window - the layer of air protects you. shove towels under your doors.
in a true emergency, you can ball up newspapers and shove them into your coats/pants/etc between your base layer and your coat. it won't be comfortable but it does insulate a little better.
have an emergency plan for your pets, particularly animals like reptiles that need constant heat to survive.
the weight of the snow and ice will be an issue. plan accordingly.
black ice is a bitch. if it looks "wet", assume it is frozen. actually just assume everything is frozen for a little while.
if you do not have a generator or other emergency power source, DO NOT bring outside-use heat sources (like propane stoves) inside. you can gas yourself and die.
instead, if you truly have no heat source: focus on insulating a small amount of space in your house - a few rooms - and bring as many bodies and supplies in there as possible. do not break insulation if you can avoid it. you are a ~100-degree object. make your safe space into a blanket fort. you may go stircrazy but it is better than freezing.
if you have a fireplace you never use, check the flue and the chimney before the storm holy shit. i am not kidding about this. do not just start a fire willy nilly. you will burn your house down.
relatedly, if you start a fire and notice smoke is billowing back into the house: stop the fire immediately. your flue is closed or your chimney is backed up. you will burn your house down.
keep the fridge closed as long as possible; it lets the air out. but honestly like, my family has used snow as a fridge a lot. stuff that needs to stay cool will be less of an issue than things that need to get warm. plan accordingly.
most canned things can be eaten cold, but check the label. if you have a little sterno fire, it can go a long way.
if you develop a headache and feel weirdly sleepy, you may be forced to open a window. you might have carbon monoxide poisoning.
every year people die while shoveling snow. it is actually not very safe as a chore tbh. you need to go slow and take lots of breaks. you should also 100% wait until the snow has actually passed, only because when it starts shifting and undoes all your work, it will piss you the hell off.
have drinking water somewhere easily accessible. a lot more of it than you think completely necessary tbh.
fill your gas tank. it will help prevent your lines from freezing.
if you have a battery-powered light that's not very strong, put it under a water jug, it'll throw more light. idk why it works but it works.
just because you know how to drive in the snow doesn't mean other people know how to drive in the snow. better to just not.
your device probably has a "low power mode". probably best to just keep it on asap rather than be taken by surprise tbh. the battery will last longer.
great news to fanfiction writers: it really is better if y'all take one bed and huddle together for warmth. do not strip out of your clothes, though, i have no idea who the hell decided that was the smart thing to do. you want to keep at least a layer of leggings and a tight shirt on. the goal is to find the fine line between "warm" and "sweating" - you want to stay as dry as possible for as long as possible.
your hair, eyelashes, and nosehairs can freeze. just from personal experience: try not to rub or touch them, it can snap your hair off and then you'll be very sad.
hypothermia is a lot faster and more evil than most people expect. watch for shivering, confusion, and unexplained exhaustion. if someone stops shivering, that is not always a good sign. if you think you/someone you love has hypothermia, warm them up slowly. often this is through rubbing/friction (or a heat source if available). keep them awake and try to feed them something.
same for frostbite: don't just shove your hands into a fire. warm any affected area slowly. fair warning, as the blood recirculates, it will hurt :(
those blue rubber examination gloves under other gloves can help even very-cold hands stay warm.
liquor is not a good idea to drink right now, sorry beloved. but vodka/rubbing alcohol does work as an excellent de-icer if you need something small done quickly (like a lock/door handle). it's just, like, expensive in comparison to other things lol
"i don't eat that much anyway i'll be fine" that's the devil talking. you will not be. you will also probably be burning way more calories than normal. let the soft animal of your body eat a bunch of delicious snacks.
Characters: Audrey, Furius, Somnus, Raphael, Cassiel, David, Mikael, and Felonia
Trigger Warning: none (cuteness overload if counts)
Rating: G
Taglist: @rc-catalog
I don’t really know how to explain this, but in other fandoms I always (at least once) made the characters turned into babies or toddlers, The reason is simply because I want something cute, a little out of plot but still connected,and I just want the characters to be silly cute ☺️🥰🫶🏼
I haven’t seen something like this in RC fandom even though it’s quite common in other fandoms, but I guess it’s more like in manga/anime or Asian fandoms. So, lemme show you the Astreans as babies (Felonia included bcs why not) 🥰🫶🏼
Title: Much Needed Break
Pairing: Yan x Lane
Book: Heaven's Secret Requiem
Ratings: E
Warnings: Vaginal Sex, Oral sex (fem!receiving), Masturbation, sex as stress reliever
WC: 2236
taglist: @rc-catalog
((no proofread, brain too fried to do so))
Lane hisses as the chunks of pigments from her eyeshadow broke off.
How annoying. She complains in her head. She was getting ready to start her day. As she has a lot of translating—researching—then doing other orders by the general. However things are already testing her early in the morning. She likes books but right now she’s not in the mood to stew in its information because she simply had no control over her time as later on the general needs them for something.
Right and here I thought the completion of the book is top priority.
She didn’t know the makeup was this fragile. It’s a shimmer eye-shadow. The tiny specks got on the other pan of neat and unbroken pigment. The sight of a previously pristine eyeshadow just made her give up on trying to do her face.
It was supposed to be a motivational ritual to the unwanted tasks for the day but no, her peace had to be disturbed like a spat on a face of some deity over her fate.
Sighing she set it aside on the dresser, with the cover unclasped. The top of the dresser is already a mess because of the broken pigment and it’s all over her fingers. It renders her still not being able to think what she should do about it.
She went ahead and moved on, cleaning her hands, ridding it of any sparkle.
Frown decorates her fresh face. Still distracted by the morning rituals she didn’t even realize Yan entered the room.
Her back facing the door, so she cannot see him. She was stacking the references she needed and opening notes that were half-done from the previous session.
She’s slowly easing to the idea that this will be a busy day whether she likes it or not.
Yan bumps on her back with his body and slides an arm around her. She went still for a second before easing her muscles. “Did you forget about something?” She tilts her head to look at him.
Smiles spread across his face awkwardly “Yeah, some bandages.” His eyes scan around. “You look…busy?”
Scoff escapes her “Don’t mention it, I don’t like it already.”
“Yeah I could guess. There’s like storm clouds over your head when I see you.” His nose nuzzles her hair lovingly and takes a whiff. “So fresh.”
She gave him a wry smile. “We share the same shampoo…? Did you forget?”, then laughed.
“But it smells better on you.” Flushness dusted his cheeks and his other arm closed around her, cocooning her frame. Lane’s heart melts, lifting her off any burdens from earlier. Her body leaned into his more and she threw her head back on his shoulder. Letting her neck unguarded, Yan takes this opportunity to put his lips on that spot and take a peck.
Gasp escapes Lane's lips when she feels something wet brushing that area.
“It’s still morning.” Scolding him but her body did not make any resistance. Yan takes another peck and then he nuzzles in her neck. “I can’t help it. You look so comfortable to hug. I just want to stay.” She pets his head.
Then he sighs into her. The air tickling her she instinctively retracted from him. Her body turns to face him, still half-drunk of her.
“No come back.” He reaches out with an arm in which Lane side-steps to avoid him. Amusement plays on her face. Mischief crackles in the air as Yan realizes Lane’s actions. He hunches slightly as if doing a full launch body slam on her, Lane is already giggling a bit. She thought he looked silly.
An arm reaches to her right which she dodged. Yan made his left arm repeat the same thing, Lane ducks and steps out of his reach once again.
“No fair, no ducking.” He feigns a slight-hurt expression. She complied with the rule and straightened herself. Then Yan just lunges at her, shocking, therefore disorienting her from thinking first. His arms cages her successfully. “Any last words from the loser before she gets locked up as punishment?”
“I’m not stuck here with you, you will be stuck here with—Me.” She spins her body and uses its weight to push Yan over, his tall figure wobbles and ultimately falls on top of the bed.
These two are military trained personnel using the dilapidated Oxford building as a playground.
“The general is going to yell at you.” She huffs against his clothed torso. Yan rolled his eyes clearly incapable of caring. “Not like he can’t find another guy to do the job, he’s been making me work so much recently I’m sick of seeing abominations for now.” His arms drag Lane up, her face in proximity of his. He gives her a quick kiss, then another and another deeper kiss before separating.
Yan’s dark eyes dilated and Lane felt hotness in her cheeks. Ever since being exclusive Yan, she had openly seen how much effect she had on him. It also made it more clear to Lane the attention and wordless affection he pours to her. She feels submerged but she doesn’t drown but instead it gives her life. Feelings bloom and her veins feel alive.
She extended her head to his chapped lip and met hers but soon the roughness was neglected. Heat engulfs them and they follow it. Guiding their lips against each other felt natural. Goosebumps form behind her back and her face feels hot.
Yan flips over her, not breaking the kiss. His hands undoes Lane’s jacket, then her top. All discarded elsewhere. His hands wasted no time exploring the area of skin. He can barely feel it but the body dips and curves, which he singes to his brain to remember. Something private and he’s so privileged to get to touch. It was such a delicate experience. He realized she’s now very sacred to him.
Something shifts, Yan’s kisses become hurried—ravenous. Not impatient, but a great urge to feel more of her. The scent of floral hits his nose and is mixed with a sweet powdery scent, inhaling it more deeply. His head starts to fog up.
His hands roamed all over Lane’s skin. It makes her arch her back. It sends tingles across her body, she can hear the beat of her heart. Everything he touched went hot. Gone with the previous playfulness and something scalding douced her. A man on top of her makes her aware how different they actually are. He’s much taller, stronger and yet so gentle. She feels how his hands slide down to her sides, to her hips. She shivers from the sensation and anticipation.
Before Yan’s head completely becomes filled by just Lane’s imagery he lifts his head away from her kiss. It made a wet sound and shyness washes over them.
Their eyes filled with undisguised love and need.
“It’s late to ask, but is it okay?” Yan studies her face for any signs of disagreement but Lane tilts her head with a sarcastic smile “Like hell I can still work after you undress me.”
Lane drags Yan’s face forward and gives him a deep kiss before pulling away then she bumps her nose to his tenderly and nods.
He stares down on her, he still can smell the shampoo mixed with her perfume. It was cloying and making his brain short-circuit along with her body heat, he wanted to immerse himself in her even more.
His hands landed on her torso. From the tender skin of her neck which he felt her throat bobbed from his touch in which his eye made a quick look to her flushed face then down to her breasts and kissed them before leaning in to flick his tongue over the hardened nipple. Lane’s breath hitched. Relentless attention on the area makes her lose sense of her mind as electricity jolts down her.
She moaned softly and her hand urged his head for more, Yan understood it, he then latched to the other and gave it the same treatment. She sighs helplessly “Yan.”
His name almost sounded like a mewl, he hummed in response to his name to ground her. His hand lowered to her waist then finally landed on her hips. Straightening his back, he moved further down the bed. He kneels in front of her bare body, feeling exposed, Lane instinctively covers herself with an arm.
Yan’s large hands went under her thighs, spreading them slowly. His hands almost slip because he swore he’s trembling. He had anticipated this and it left his mouth dry.
Without taking his eyes from her he declares, almost like a whisper “You’re very pretty.”
Breathless Lane heaved a new wave of intense feeling which made her heart beat faster.
She props herself up to look at Yan, supposed to scold him but instead she sees a man who’s in awe in front of her. His mouth parted and his eyes glittered with sincerity. Such praise squeezed her heart. Her legs tried to close themselves but Yan’s hand on her knee made her stop. Looking down to the place between her thighs, he leans down to meet her with warmth of his mouth then tongue.
She jerks as a bundle of nerves gets stimulated, sending her into a complete spiral. His tongue swipes repeatedly before coming back to her clit. She grips her sheets holding onto the sense of reality left in her mind but as Yan continues to work with the sensitive spot, her mind veers into madness. Helpless, she succumbs and calls his name repeatedly as she gets to her orgasm. The coils inside her keep tightening, her knees jerking closing to Yan. He instead embraced both thighs with an arm.
Something is about to snap!
Due to Yan’s efforts her whole body is now trembling, readying for the biggest aftermath. “Yan, Yan, Yan…” Calling to his name sounds like a cry with her hoarse voice. Humming against her did only push things further. She bit down into her lip but failed to conceal the sound of her ripping into an orgasm. Yan is still continuing his onslaught with his tongue and he’s groaning against her wet core, sending Lane to another orgasm.
Lane's body stills and finally relaxes after some time. She didn’t even realize how hard she was breathing all this time since Yan had kept her from thinking at all.
Yan stood up enough for Lane to see him catching a milky liquid with a rag which she came to realize of what that groan was about.
He sees where her eyes are staring and flashes a boyish smile. “Sorry I can’t help it, you were incredible.” He was guiltless at all, rather he was proud for some reason.
“For someone who’s sorry you’re way too happy.” She sits up. Not that she was disappointed but she wants to feel more of Yan.
His hand cradles her face and his thumb presses to her lips. Smoothing it out. “Something I did wrong?” his brows knitted. He sounded so genuine so she spilled her thoughts.
“Can we do it again?” She nuzzles her face to his hand and his gaze softens. “Okay. Lay back down.” He sounds a bit commanding in which she complies easily. Grabbing a pillow he folds and puts it under Lane’s hips.
Seeing her legs in the air like this burns her with shame, and it’s rather exciting. The heat builds up again inside her.
Yan lines himself between her legs, he slowly sinks into her.
Both of them released a satisfied hiss, Lane threw her head back feeling so full. He reached every part of her now. Yan’s chest rises and falls, as he tries to get used to the feeling around him. Both of them finally feel whole.
When they were both sure they had recovered, Yan slowly moved his hips back and started thrusting slowly. It was a rhythmic consistent pace which is right where Lane’s sweet spot is. She started to moan softly. It wasn’t difficult to reach a newer height of intensity because of what happened earlier. It was easy for Yan to speed it for the both of them and Lane surely wants to bring it back up where it was.
Skin to skin contact echoes inside the room of the cryptographer who’s usually buried in books, but now the room is filled with the scent of sex and the emanating body heat from the pair. It was a dizzying sensation, greater than any cigarette Yan had smoked. His hips start to stutter, he doubles over and grips her thighs. “I’m close.” His breath hitched. “It’s okay.” Lane mustered to say in-between her moans. “I am too.”
Yan thrusts harder a few more times, making Lane into an absolute mess when she reaches her peak. Yan pulls out, letting a low groan, managing fish on her stomach. Feeling warm painting her stomach she sighs blissfully.
He immediately cleans it up for her and he collapses beside her. Sweat drenches the covers of her bed but neither complaint. They both looked at each other and smiled. Yan kisses her nose and then her lips. They lay there for a while before getting up and thoroughly getting cleaned up.
As for their task, for some reason they avoided hearing an earful from anyone, they decided not to dig too much into that.
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