#winter starter

[exquisitexagony]

closed for @miidnighters

"Oh...Hello," Sam hummed, a weak smile pulling across his face, eyelids drooping. His hair was a mess of bedhead atop his head, skin pale, and nose pinkish. He was wrapped snugly in several layers of sweatshirts, his hands covered by the sleeves and carrying a large hot cup of tea between them. He hadn't remembered inviting Bella over...or making planes, but, then again, he had no idea what day it was. For the past couple of days, xe had been trying very hard to ignore the cold slowly catching hold of xyr system. 'Tis the season.

After staying out late the other night gift shopping in the icy weather, it seemed his body had finally succumbed to whatever virus had caught hold of his respiratory system. Squinted eyes glanced past Bella at the beautiful snowflakes drifting from the sky, then landed back on her. Well, at the very least, it had to be sometime in the afternoon. The sun was high in the sky, though muffled in brightness by thick snow clouds. Xe leaned against the doorframe, sipping at xyr tea.

"Sorry, I was, um..." A clearing of his throat. "Napping," xe admitted sheepishly, knowing full well it had taken xem much longer than usual to get the door. He sniffled slightly in a failed attempt at making his voice sound less nasally. "I, uh... what- what's up? What're you-- I mean, er...Do you...wanna come in from the cold?" A gesture inside, opening the door a bit further.

[oppulcnce]

“You promised me milkshakes- not following a potential murderer in an active investigation that you were told to leave alone...You’re not a cop, let it go.”

[thebleuspider]

💙 Despite the heater having been off and on all night the air in the suit held a particular crispness to it that only winter could hold, causing the willowy minx beside him to scoot in closer as she began to rouse from her lovely dreams filled with all the dirty deeds she and her lover had gotten up to the night before. Her bare body hugging the side of him as she buried her face against his chest and the blankets that were shielding them from the chilly morning air. The light peeking in through the heavy curtains somehow feeling even brighter than normal for the morning as it reflected off the snow that had fallen that night while they slept; though of course being on the top floor there was some space between the sleeping love birds and that cushioned blanket below. Madilin’s cold nose gently nuzzling against Dravocn’s wonderfully warm chest as she used his body heat to keep her warm, murmuring out a tired but content noise as refused to open her eyes just yet. 

@dravocn

[sunnysmilerainyheart-blog]

closed starter for agrcdolce

Antonio sighs heavily as he walks down the street. The icy air nips at his exposed skin, causing him to pull his jacket in tighter. He sniffles softly, nose red from the cold. He looks around at the twinkling fairy lights that makes the mood romantic. Everyone around is holding hands or smiling at each other or kissing. It makes Antonio jealous. Well, except for that guy, but Antonio wouldn’t prefer to be him. He just slipped on the ice. Antonio hides his smile under his scarf as he walks over and helps him up. “Are you okay?” @agrcdolce

[twinklelittl3bat]

❄

@whxtsmyname

Cheshy mewled and shivered, wrapping his scarf tighter. He disliked the cold, his cat form having more than enough fur to keep him warm; unfortunately he needed to stay in human form for classes. He walked over to Uma and pouted, “Why can’t I just take my test in cat form? I have great pawwriting.”

[wolvesofauradon]

❄ From Joanna for Dillon cause why not.

@gottaraisalittlehell

“So hunteress, what is your tips for surviving a really harsh winter?” Dillon asked, turning away from the window for a moment which was showing the heavy snowfall outside. He was glad he was inside for now.

[shsl-baby]

“Merry Holidays!”

The small child grins up at the stranger, holding out a red and white striped candy cane. They’re dressed as an elf - some kind of charity event being held by their school, one of the handful of activities they were forced to sign up for by their foster lady. They weren’t very thrilled, but when they said that to strangers the teachers got mad at them, so instead they grinned from ear to ear and did their best to sound cheerful.

@ask-ultimate-fashionista

[peskyduck]

@yellowhug taught - 🌨️: My muse throws a snowball at your muse

Duck is pointing a finger up at the sky; demanding that this cold,white stuff stops falling from the sky.

When suddenly-

Smack.

A shrill squack. 'How dare you?!' He growls. The drake gathers up enough snow to make a ball. This is war. The compact ball of ice and snow is hurled towards Yellow. 'Take that, you cretin!'