#Cold Weather Comfort

[familythings]

How to Make Healthy Soup with Leeks

Today’s recipe is a very simple one, with few ingredients, but very healthy at the same time. I serve it as a first plate, mainly during cold season, because leeks are better in this season. Here I go with the recipe: Ingredients: / Ingredientes: 300 gr veal (possible with bones) / 300 gr de ternera (posible con huesos) 500 gr leeks / 500 gr puerros 50 gr white rice / 50 gr de arroz…

[karokawwo]

some winter elios for a thing im working on. of course the most important part was which hat i was gonna give him

[icieashie606]

the urge to smell like this during winter season is killing me

sleepy angel, 606

[underoospeterparker]

hii

can you please write a sirius black x reader fic where reader is like constantly cold, and sirius runs super hot and reader is constantly cuddled up next to him to stay warm?

this is my first sirius black fic!- 0.3k words

"Siri," you whispered over the consistent humming of the television, nudging him softly. "It's so cold."

He turned to look at you for a moment, a concerned frown on his face as he looked you over. He wrapped you in his arms, then all but shrieked from your temperature.

"Shit, you're freezing, lovely," Sirius said, his voice panicky as he tried to pull you closer, hands roaming around your body.

Warmth seeped into your aching muscles and you sighed in pleasure. Sirius shot you an exasperated look but still tightened his hold around you.

"Why are you always so warm?" you asked, your voice quiet, head lolling against his shoulder.

He took a note of your tiredness and reminded himself to get both of you to bed earlier. No doubt you had pushed yourself too hard today. "Why are you always so cold?" he countered, his voice half teasing and half genuinely worried.

"Dunno," you murmured, your voice muffled by his sweater. "It's freezing outside, maybe that's why."

"Honey," Sirius said, an amused smile on his face, "you were inside all day with the heater on."

Rolling your eyes, you pressed yourself further into his chest, almost wanting to meld your bodies together. He made a soft murmur of appreciation and reached under your shirt to rub soothing sweeps up and down your back.

"Thank you," you managed, ear pressed against his heart. You thought about it for a second, then added, "you're the best boyfriend ever."

He laughed, but his heart squeezed in his chest when you murmured a soft, "I love you, Siri."

His voice almost broke when he whispered it back. "I love you too, sweetheart. Get some rest, okay?"

Your voice was almost inaudible now, and he had to ask you to repeat yourself. "You won't go, right?"

He felt his heart split clean in two. "No, I'm not going anywhere, love. Staying right here." He pressed a kiss to your forehead, resting his chin on the top of your head. Sirius listened to your breathing become softer until sleep pulled him under too, content in your arms.

[hamable]

It’s Unsleeping City season! Make your friends breakfast! Say hello to your bus driver! Make out with a pidgeon!

[trainerethan]

Thinking red would naturally run hot and that + video game logic helped keep him from freezing when he lived on mt silver but now that he is in a regular temperature environment he hates hot days and summer in general. He was fighting for his life in alola. But during winter he's that random guy you see who's wearing a t shirt with no jacket in the middle of December in -45°C. Which green finds hilarious but also was extremely concerned the first few times he saw red rawdogging the freezing cold weather especially when he saw him on mt. silver like that. He makes red properly dress for winter if it's really cold but let's red do whatever he wants in summer.

[icewindandboringhorror]

sneepy cozy time....

[wangxianficrecs]

Amid the Frost by LtLJ

Amid the Frost

by LtLJ

G, 5k, Wangxian

Summary: The Yiling Patriarch's demonic cultivation sect is invited to help fight a massive waterborne abyss. Exhausted and half-drowned from battling ghouls, Wei Wuxian meets Hanguang-jun. Kay's comments: This is an AU of an AU, basically, it was inspired by LtLJ's series "Fated", which I [and Mojo] also absolutely adore [Mojo's Rec]. Wei Wuxian grew up around the Burial Mounds and started his own sect with the Dafan Wens and here they have their first outing assiting the Lan Sect with dealing with the Waterborne Abyss. Lan Wangji meets him after the fight and takes care of him and ah, they are just so cute and I love how they immediately click, like two puzzle pieces fitting into place. Excerpt: "There is no need for thanks." Lan Wangji started to make tea, his movements precise and elegant. "You are one of the demonic cultivators." "Yes. You -- your sect -- invited us here." The feeling was returning to Wei Wuxian's hands and feet in pinpricks of sensation, the warmth of the tent sinking in, and what he actually wanted to do was curl up next to the braiser and sleep. "We had word of your efforts in Yiling, on the river that was affected by the Burial Mounds runoff." Lan Wangji placed a cup of tea in front of Wei Wuxian. "And it seemed obvious that you would be expert with ghouls." Wei Wuxian couldn't fault that logic. And until this moment he had wondered if maybe the Lan sect had invited them accidentally somehow, and not as a deliberate, sensible quest for helpful knowledge. "Sorry we haven't been more, um, friendly. I bet everyone thinks we won't invite people to our tent because it's full of demonic evil, but really we're worried that if the sects see our dirty laundry it'll ruin the whole Burial Mounds mystique." He still sounded like a raspy crow, rambling. He sipped the tea, the warmth clearing his thoughts, and pulled himself back to the point. "We've had some issues with the other sects, at times. The Jin, the Su."

pov wei wuxian, pov lan wangji, canon divergence, no sunshot campaign, the untamed canon, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, hypothermia, fluff, caretaking, cold weather, first meetings, different first meeting, yiling wei sect, getting to know each other

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[reconstructwriter]

First Mines Monday! Thank you @charmwasjess

[minzi2024]

it got very cold so warm sweater it is.

[graveyard-society]

the sheer amount of headcanons i produced while i was drawing this is insane

[ash-unnoticed911]

Okay so the soup I just made is like 85% veggies and 15% broth. wtf. Anyway.. oh and like 10000000% garlic🥴😵‍💫🤤🤤🤤

[giggledome]

R.E.M.’s automatic for the people is the gayest rock album i’ve ever heard (/positive in the truest sense of the word)

[darthbloodorange]

A Cold and Miserable Day

Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Alpine Warnings: Knives Major Tags: Canon Divergence AU, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Cold Weather, Huddling For Warmth, Cuddling & Snuggling, Domestic, Established Relationship, Blankets, Bucky Barnes Hides Knives all over the house (one one is revealed though…), Worried Bucky Barnes Word count: 500 - Quintuple Drabble

Summery: Bucky's having a bad day until he returns home.

For the: ✦ Stucky Bingo - Cuddle Puddle [B5] (Card: 5054)

Read below or on AO3 >HERE<

Bucky gave a sigh of relief when he rounded the corner and saw the apartment. He was tired of snow and ice. And the frigid rain, too. The whole week had been miserably grey and cold.

He sped up his steps, eager to be indoors. To worm himself up again. To curl up with Steve and Alpine on the couch.

With numb fingers, he unlatched the gate and hurried up the path.

A sudden, unexpected clap of thunder has him jumping as he makes his way up the stairs to the door.

"Shit!" Bucky quickly grabs the stair rails, narrowly avoiding ending up flat on his ass in the puddles forming on the path.

He lets out a slow, calming breath, then shoots a glare at the dark clouds above.

With a little more caution, Bucky climbs the stairs and reaches the door.

Bucky digs his keys out of his pocket and lets himself in. He hangs his keys up on the hook and leans against the wall as he takes his boots off. Then his jacket.

And then he looks around. Something feels off.

The house was silent.

No noise from the TV. No music coming from the record player. No light scratch of a pencil against a page. He couldn't even hear the heater running. Also absent was the light pattering of Alpine's feet as they ran to greet him at the door.

There was no sign of Steve or Alpine. And no note by the door to tell him they were out.

Bucky let out the breath he'd been holding and quietly slid the keyhook aside, revealing the small nook behind the wooden frame. He reaches in and pulls out the knife.

With silent steps, he slowly searches the house methodically. Room by room.

Nobody on the first floor.

Bucky ascends the stairs and continues his search.

After the bathroom and guest bedroom, he reaches their bedroom, hopping. Maybe Steve was asleep...

He turns the doorknob and pushes open the door.

Empty as all the other rooms.

Bucky turns to leave. He'd check the art studio next. But then, a muffled noise from the walk-in wardrobe catches his attention.

It's then he also notices the power cord leading under the door.

Curious, Bucky makes his way over and opens the wardrobe door.

Curled up in a nest of blankets were Steve, Natasha and Alpine watching movies on a laptop. The cord was from the small heater warming the space.

"Get in or leave, Barnes, you're letting all the warmth out," Natasha says, only briefly looking up from the screen to meet his eyes.

Alpine gives a short yowl in agreement. Getting up, stretching and then burrowing further under the blankets.

Steve lifts a corner of the blankets, inviting him in.

Cold and exhausted, Bucky felt no reason to argue. He pulls the door shut and slides under the blankets beside Steve, wrapping his arms around him.

Steve kisses his cheek and rests his head on Bucky's shoulder.

THE END

[melestasflight]

A short and sweet Russingon for @silmsmutweek day 4: Fire. Inspired by the quote of the day “I look at you and my blood boils hot, I feel my temperature rise.”

Heat - featuring Fingon's cold weather exhibitionism and Maedhros' incapacity to deny him anything.

[jobeana]

Morning vibes ☕🕯️

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