#AND it snowed today <3< /div>
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erikahenningsen · 1 year ago
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11 for rejanis bc I loved your holiday fic from ages ago
11. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
No matter how old Janis gets, she never outgrows the rush of giddy excitement when she wakes to an alert that they have a snow day.
The first thing she does is go to the window. There's something so peaceful about everything—the yard, the trees, the cars, the roads—covered in unblemished white snow.
The second thing she does is check the group chat, where she knows Damian has invited them over to build snowmen and snow forts and, most importantly, to have a snowball fight.
That never gets old, either.
Which is how Janis finds herself hiding behind a tree, her fingers practically numb in her soaked mittens but having too much fun to care.
She sees movement out of the corner of her eye and sees it's Regina, crouching behind one of the forts. (Fort may be a bit generous—it's mostly a pile of snow loosely shaped into a wall.) And Janis really can't resist that.
Regina lets out a yelp when the first snowball hits her back, whipping around, one hand reached behind her to dig the snow out of the hood of her jacket. When she sees it's Janis her eyes narrow.
"What are you doing?" Regina hisses. "We're on the same team."
She looks so irritated that Janis has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. There's something so gratifying about pushing Regina's buttons—being so used to everyone doting on her, Regina has no tolerance for even the smallest of inconveniences.
"My bad," Janis says. "My hand slipped." She slowly moves her arm, holding the second snowball, from behind her back.
Regina's eyes zero in on the snowball. "Don't you dare throw that snowba—"
Janis throws it, the snowball hitting Regina just under the chin.
"Goddammit!"
Before Janis can blink, Regina lunges at her, knocking her into the snow, which cushions her fall.
"Regina, what the fu—oof."
The cold of the snow starts to seep into Janis's jeans and the back of her neck where her jacket isn't covering her skin.
"Not so funny now, huh?" Regina says, smirking.
After a moment, Janis realizes that Regina is on top of her, one of her knees between Janis's, one hand braced in the snow and one holding the front of Janis's coat.
The smirk slides off Regina's face and they stare at each other, their faces inches apart, their breath meeting and fogging the air between them.
Janis swears she sees Regina's gaze drop to her lips, just for a second, and Janis has the crazy thought that if Regina kissed her, she would kiss her back. She isn't sure if she's imagining it, but it feels like their lips are moving impossibly closer.
"Keeping each other warm, I see. Love the team spirit."
They both startle at the sound of Damian's voice, and Regina moves off of Janis so quickly she nearly trips over her own feet, muttering a halfhearted sorry. Janis immediately misses the warmth and weight of her body.
Regina is looking anywhere but at Janis or Damian, and Janis's isn't sure if the red painting her cheeks is from the cold or if she's blushing.
I'll kill you, Janis mouths to Damian, and he just laughs.
Until a snowball nails him in the face.
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obsob · 1 year ago
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i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy
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happyheidi · 1 year ago
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𝖦𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝖢𝗈𝖾, 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖱𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖢𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽
𝖡𝗒 𝖦𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖧𝗈𝗈𝗄
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zivazivc · 1 year ago
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. . . 😳
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nekrosmos · 2 months ago
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Returning from an op and immediately running to kiss your hot pilot husband under the first snow of the year 🌨️🚁
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dailyinkk · 8 months ago
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Day 32! cold day
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expelliarmus · 1 year ago
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kth1 · 1 year ago
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⁂ 64/100 days of kim taehyung | backstage ly tour
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spearxwind · 2 years ago
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>STATIC SNOW /// VIOLENT FLAME<
(couldn't decide on one version so you get all of them)
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wpmz · 2 months ago
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bugs when you lift up a rock
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cdrspages · 2 months ago
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that cutscene from adventure 2 i think
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unspuncreature · 3 months ago
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hi daddy :) i’m sooo big and tall
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mrsoharaa · 3 months ago
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· ₊ ִ ͡ ࣪ 𑇛 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒚 𝑮𝒊𝒇𝒕
characters: Gojo Satoru x Reader
cw: none all fluff! Satoru being Satoru, cheesy/cliche frosty goodness <3
a/n: almost forgot it was his birthday today so I thought I'd whip up something real quick! he's so annoying...and cute I suppose. 🙄 Honestly, I immediately thought about @sassypossum and this overgrown man-child for this. So I'm dedicating this one for you my love! thought this was a cute idea! (mind you I was in the middle of christmas shopping while writing in between lol)❄️⛄🤍
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Slow dancing with an inexperienced dancer Satoru in the middle of a beautifully fairy-light lit park. Dancing to the soft melodies of harmonious violins and congenial piano playing in the distance, the white thick graceful powder descending from the cloudy skies adding to the pliant serenity and graceful endearment blanketing around the two of you.
“As much as I don’t want to egg on to your massive ego here, Satoru…you actually look ethereal with the snow” you sway to his rhythm, watching the infamous notable lilt of a coy grin curling amongst his pale skin. He swiftly pushes your body away from his with one arm, hand still clasped into yours keeping your balance.
“Oh yeah?” He chides playfully, hastily twirling you under his languid arm and into his chest. With your back planted flatly against his chest, your arm intertwined with his against your own.
You meet his peering coy gaze, rolling your eyes as you glance away. Feeling the titillating warmth seep into your cold, plush cheeks. He chuckles, leaning his head against the slope of your neck and shoulder, gently swaying the both of your bodies to the amicable melodies from afar.
“Don’t let it get to your head, Satoru” you insist promptly, lightly shoving at his chest with your elbow.
“Too late, you practically called me beautiful, now I’m not letting you go — ever” he quips, nudging closer into the crook of your neck, inhaling the sweet light scent of your distinctive perfume. Soaking in the adorable fluster you were wriggling into.
“S-Satoru seriously…stop” you mutter with a shaky, crisp breath. Frost puffing amongst the chilly air with every huff, nudging against him more, the heat in your cheeks blemishing deeper. He smiles more proudly, swiftly clasping both of hands together to keep you firm against his towering build, emanating his body heat onto you. Soft, glossed lips delicately brushing against the subtle tender of your cool skin.
“Come on…just one kiss, for me? For my birthday, pookie?” He pleas with that childish voice, locking his fingers in together to keep you from escaping his hold on you.
You elicit another scoff followed by an excessive eye roll, shifting your shoulders as you twinge against his secured grasp.
Gradually, you look over to the corner of your eyes, noticing the tilt of his glasses lean over the bridge of his pink colored nose. Brimming, gorgeous cerulean irises starring at you with lingered awe and plea. His glimmered lips forming into an adorable, silly pout.
What an overgrown child.
You pepper out another scoff, giggling shortly after as you sigh. Relaxing in his sturdy embrace.
“…Fine, but only one kis—“ your body swings almost too abruptly, breath and voice cut off immediately by the feverish plush touch of his pliable lips. Passionately, intimately molding over your own with such a sudden gesture. Long, strong arms drape around you, deepening the hungry kiss. Mounting over you with such ease and haste, hefty weight of greed and anticipation looming over you with such dire need and excitement.
You fiddle a bit from his brash act at first, limbs fumbling and brushing up against his with every movement - but eventually, with the lingering, candied taste of his silken lips, you begin to meld yourself into his eager kiss.
Your hands finally found their way from the tight cramp encasement from his chest to the smooth surface of his frigid face. Almost immediately matching his ambitious front. He lifts a prideful smile against your lips, subtly but hardly, pulling away to exhale a chuckled breath. The freezing puff of air fanning against your face, his hands tugging at your waist.
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lunarharp · 1 year ago
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hehe. almost christmas!
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clonerightsagenda · 2 months ago
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me on 1/1: my goal this year is to make the HOA regret making me president
me on 1/3: the HOA is making me regret being born
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expelliarmus · 1 year ago
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