#cuddle for warmth

[remidiy]

I am the low circulation gf, so I climb into bed and steal warmth like a blanket succubus from my partner…

GIVE UNTO ME YOUR WARMTH WOMAN FOR I AM COLD AND NEEDY

[themontess]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged (again) by @the-font-bandit as (this time) she knows I am working on something. Feather and Scale is getting a bonus content (mainly 🔥🔥🔥) offshoot, starting with the Rook x Spite hand stuff mentioned in the latest part. It starts pretty sweet though...

“Come on, you,” Rook ordered, climbing out and leaving the bedroll open for him. “Strip and get in.” By the time the flap was closed, Lucanis was down in his base layers, curled up on his side between the blankets. His shakes had lessened to a gentle shiver, though his breath still puffed up like steam. “Oh, caro mio.” Rook was sympathetic as she shimmed in behind him, aligning her chest to his back, her knees to his knees. She wormed one arm beneath his side and the mat, then brought the other around the top to join it in a tight embrace. She clasped his hands in hers. “We need to get you some better gloves.” “We need to stop climbing fucking mountains.” Lucanis was adorable when he complained. Rook hooked her chin over his shoulder and nipped at his earlobe. “Even when it gives us time alone like this?” she asked. Lucanis laughed out a breath. “If you start extolling the survival benefits of sharing body warmth…” “Would I be wrong?”

Open tag if you see this - tag me back so I can read your words 🤩

[jagervitdefonnyhat]

(Short form fics, to help me write more regularly, maybe. Off of a list of reverse tropes prompts. Helpful crit, and comments welcome.)

"Iz barely spring, vhy iz it zo hot already," Maxim grumbled into the peachy colored arm acting as his pillow.

"Nah, iz goot" Ognian, owner of said arm, purred back. "Move in a leedle closer, mine side iz cold." He curled around Maxim's shoulder to pull him closer to his bare chest. Thick fingers tipped with claws dug into long purple hair. Maxim reached behind and pulled it out of the way. His back was already starting to sweat through his shirt, his hair certainly didn't need to get tangled up in it.

"Iz only colt cause hyu dun vear nottink more den a vest."

"Und hyu's only varm cawse hyu insist on vearink more," rose a grumble from Dimo, occupying Oggie's other side. They lay pressed together shoulder to rib to waist to hip to Dimo's leg thrown atop Oggie's.

Maxim shifted onto his side so he could see his third companion. "Ho, vhat’s hyu excuse, den? Hyu gots fur to keep hyu varm."

"Ho, vell, iz cawse iz cold hyu dumkoff." He scoffed. "Hyu chust run varm like zum furnace on legs. Zo get back to vork."

Maxim sat up and crossed his arms. "Hy ken't!" He whined. "Mine back iz a sveaty, mine hair is shtickink to everyting, de ground is stabby vitout vearink sometink," his voice went soft at the end. "Is-" he sniffled, "is too varm! Demmit, I miss de hall!" He kicked out at his neat pile of cape and sword and boots, sending it flying across the cave. The rapier clattered against the wall. Dimo and Oggie sat up. "Is too varm too cuddle und hy hates it. At least give me de dignity of complaink."

"Brudder..."

Dimo inturrepted, "eediot. Sleep on oggie's jacket, he isn't uzink it. Can put hyu cloak on top if hyu needs. Den strip down und get over here."

"Vhat? but-"

"Ho, dun vorry. Hy iz fine vit it gettink all dirty!"

"Vell?"

Maxim slumped and dragged the back of his hand across his eyes. "Ja, ja hokay." Stripping off the long shirt and tight pants was more an ordeal than he'd have liked with shaking hands from now all that anger built up for nowhere to go. The energy from it buzzed under his skin. He stumbled getting his foot out the leg. Gathering everything back up and laying out the jacket and cape helped, as the slight draft cooled over his sweat damp skin. He looked up from his bed arrangement to see Dimo and Oggie still sat up. Dimo patted the space in front of him, so he sat.

"Hy gets dis in a braid qvick, dat should help, ja?" He asked.

"Ja, dat should help." He took his hat into his lap.

"Hyu gots a hair tie?"

"No," he said quietly. "It broke months ago. Vas mine last vun. Ve haven't had spare fabric fer a new vun yet."

Dimo huffed, and Maxim knew an eyeroll followed. "Oggie, cut a strip off de market leadder, vill hyu."

"But dat ruins de value!" Maxim twisted to stare with raised eyebrows.

"Vhat, like some townie vill notice a leedle strip done later inshtead ov vhen ve skinned it. It vill shtill sell."

Oggie handed Dimo the strip, an arms length long and dark brown on one side. "Here hyu go!" A bit thin but functional enough. Dimo put his hand atop Maxim's head and swiveled it back around.

"Tenks." He put it between his teeth as he seperated the sections and braided down a few inches. Then took the folded strip, adding each half to a section. Maxim shifted. It slipped. He took it out and put it back in. A few sections down a section fell out when he shifted again. It was slow, from there. With it braided in the rest of the way down, he took the leather ends and tied them around the tail. "Dere hyu go. Better?"

"A bit, ja." He pulled the braid forward, stroking over it, other hand tapping the brim ofhis hat. Dimo glanced at Oggie and raised an eyebrow. Oggie bit his lip and smiled, then moved into a crouch.

"Hy know chust de ting." And with a heavy shove, Dimo flung Maxim into Oggies waiting arms. Both fell back at the impact as Maxim let out a shout of surprise, hat clutched firmly in hand. Oggie reached for it.

"Hoy! Vatch vhere hyu's puttink hyu hands!" Maxim slapped the reaching hand away and leaned back into Oggie, pressing him firmly into the floor. Oggie wrapped a leg around his hips and pressed to the side, flipping them over.

"Ho ja, hy's vatchink verra carefully!" Oggie giggled. "Come here hyu!" He reached forward, where Maxim was attempting to keep it out of reached. He squirmed and dragged himself forward, out from under Oggie.

"Looks like hyu's loosink over dere!" Dimo called. "Hy bet tomorrow's cookink hyu dun effen touch his hat!"

"Hoy! Hy can manage dat, et least!" Oggie turned to defend himself.

Maxim used the opportunity to shove Oggie off and fling him onto his back. "Hoy, vhat do hy get out ov dis?"

"Snails dun get anyting out ov de bets, deys de subject ov dem."

He stood up and put his hat back on his head "So hy dun gots to cook if hyu vin?"

Dimo raised an eyebrow. "Hy tinks dat iz a goot ting."

"Hey! Umph-!" Oggie tackled him back to the floor, atop the laid out jacket and cloak.

"Ha!" He lay a had on top of the hat, pressing it over Maxim's eyes. "Iz sleepy time now, hokay?"

"Ja," Maxim nodded. He smiled. "Ja, hy's goot now."

"Great, now get hyu asses over here. Hy'm cold." Dimo dragged Oggie off of Maxim and resumed his position, half on top of the other jäger and shoved together at every possible point. Oggie lay an arm out an Maxim curled up in it, hat placed carefully above him.

A moment passed and their breathing evened. In the quiet, bugs chirped and distant sticked snapped and the whistling scream of the auralnautic owls echoed through trees. The cave wasn't as cold as stone should be.

[lavender-long-stories]

I do not own a single space heater, but I watched a very long video about their safety mechanisms (Thank you, Technology Connections guy, for continuing to rip apart things to satisfy a curiosity I didn't know to have before).

After watching a full 30 minutes, of course, the only thought left in MY brain said, 'I should have two people cuddle up in front of one'.

The question is, who is Hinata cuddling up with?

[witch-of-fanart]

Gangreen Reunion 115-119 FINALE! (this might be the longest one and I'm sorry for that! lol) First Prev< >Next

Becky encourages them to hold off on rushing to buy a house and they decide to live with her for a while as she was also getting lonely living by herself. Ace has a new plan and who can guess what the next story will be about? whoever guesses it right will get a cookie 🍪🍪🍪!

[homo-phoneic]

All I want in life is a kleinsen/kleinphy/sincerely three fic where Jared gets like really clingy when it's cold cause he's temperature sensitive but he will deny it consistently and will have the dumbest excuses for showing like any affection ever

[cantstoptheimagines]

Cuddle for Warmth (Izuku Midoriya | My Hero Academia)

Summary — When Todoroki’s quirk becomes overloaded and practically freezes the dorms, you turn to Midoriya for some warmth.

Requested by anonymous — Can I request a fluffy oneshot with prompts: “You’re very warm, it’s comforting.”, “Your heartbeat’s really loud.” and [she following her kiss with a series of kisses down his neck] about how would Izuku (My Hero Academia) reacts to his shy female reader just suddenly pulling him to bed and snuggling with him and her excuse it "she got cold" in her room at UA dorm? I really love to see Izuku (My Hero Academia) is blushing mess near her! 💖 Please?? ~🐇

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Super fluffy; cuddling for warmth; friendly teasing on the Reader’s part; Midoriya being shy and embarrassed.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 246. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ “You’re very warm. It’s comforting.” ➳ “Your heartbeat is really loud.” ➳ “I was cold.”

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“Your heartbeat is really loud.”

Midoriya blushed, his eyes snapping open, “What?!”

“Your heartbeat,” you repeated, chuckling at his embarrassment. “It’s really loud. Not nervous, are you?”

Midoriya fell silent. He used one hand to shield his eyes. The smile that had been on your face widened at the sight. You then relaxed once more and closed your eyes. Lying on his chest, you could still hear Midoriya’s heartbeat, which had only gotten louder. You decided to change the subject before your boyfriend completely shut down out of embarrassment. 

“Do you think they’ve gotten Todoroki under control yet?” you asked. 

“I don’t know,” muttered Midoriya, still covering his blushing cheeks. 

You smiled again. Unfortunately for Class 1-A, Todoroki had lost control of his Ice Quirk, leading to the dorms nearly being completely frozen over. Everyone in the dorms had been given multiple blankets and the heat had been turned up as much as possible. You, however, immediately went to join your boyfriend in his room. (“I was cold,” you had told him.) As far as you were concerned, this was a perfect opportunity for a good cuddling session... and to embarrass Midoriya... 

Speaking of opportunities, you decided to mess with him a little more, and muttered, “You’re very warm. It’s comforting.”

“(YOUR NAME),” he whined, feeling his cheeks become even warmer. “Stop!”

You couldn’t contain your laughter as you tightened your grip around his waist. One thing was for sure:  you really needed to thank Todoroki later. 

[digthewriter]

12-days-of-tropemas strikes again! CUDDLE FOR WARMTH for @merlin-fic-server.