#baby its cold outside

[mskathryn]

Femme Elegance

[peachmangopie323]

Merry krimah shadamy nation!!!!!

[fever4theflavor69]

Mmmm. If I was a cat I would purrrrr.

I could stay like this forever...

[pochiikou]

Always keep your boyfriend at room temperature! 

[ihaveanaversiontodecisions]

baby it's cold outside playing. is this a Benevolent reference?

[steven-myself]

"54" - Adel Bouteldja photographed by Baldovino Barani for FACTORY Fanzine

[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 (12 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘿𝙖𝙮 11: 𝙎𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣)★★★

Character: Alcina Dimitrescu

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): N/a

Genre: Fluff

A/n: I never liked this song, so here's my spin on it <3

Word count: 1.1k

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You groaned, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you tried to open the main exit of the castle despite knowing that it was blocked by snow. Continuing to pull the handle, you fell back, your ass hitting the cold marble floor and electing a grunt from you.

"Damn it-" You grumbled, dusting off your uniform as you stood up. "It's not even budging," You sighed, placing your bag on the floor as you texted your friends an apology.

"Hm?" Alcina looked up from her book, her golden eyes following you from her sight in the living room where she sat with the rest of her daughters, who were all doing their separate activities. "Bela, go check up on them," She ordered, watching her oldest daughter run up to you to interrogate.

"Y/n?" Bela tapped you on the shoulder, looking down at you with curiosity. "What's wrong?"

"Oh- Miss Bela, it's nothing. I'm just unable to get out, I think we're snowed in," You smiled.

Alcina, who was overhearing the conversation, stood up swiftly and made her way to you.

"Is that so?" Her Romanian accent filled your ears as you felt the light around you be blocked out by her large figure. "Did you have somewhere you needed to be?"

You laughed nervously, nodding.

"Yes, I did. I informed my friends I was stuck though," You spoke, tilting your head up to look at the maiden. "I can find a hotel if you wouldn't mind me escaping out a window?"

The older woman furrowed her eyebrows, licking her lips slowly as if she was looking as if she was observing her next dinner.

"No," She spoke loudly, causing a shiver to go straight down your spine. "You will stay right here, in your quarters. I'm not allowing you to stay in a place of unfamiliarity for the holidays,"

You blushed softly, waving your hands in front of you.

"Please My Lady, I'll be alright!" You attempted to assure her, only to be met with more refusal.

"Absolutely not. It is freezing outside, and even though you may be human, I'm not letting you get frozen out there," The golden-eyed woman commanded, extending her claws to tap the floor below her. "You will stay right here,"

You whimpered, not wanting to defy her.

"Yes, My Lady, I'll return to my room," You nodded, picking up your bag and walking out toward the hallway where your room resided.

Once you had finally left, Alcina turned to Bela.

"Bela, make them some hot cocoa and invite them out here," She spoke.

"Mom, you're the one in love with them, you have to make the moves," The blonde squeezed her mother's hand before returning to her book in the living room.

You weren't sure why your room was bigger than the other maids, but you didn't mind the extra space. Your room was beautifully decorated, illuminated with golden candles, and dressed in a Roman Gothic style.

The walls had been lined with intricate wall hangings that were a mix of red and black, with golden flourishes at the corners. The curtains had been thick and dark crimson velvet, the floors had been mahogany and well polished until they shone. A large bed dominated the room, with two heavy dark wood tables and desks on either side, lined with books and scrolls. Across from the bed had been a large desk, the same dark wood as the tables. A large desk lamp had been sat on the desk, with a large mirror leaning against the wall nearby.

A sudden knock came from the door, pausing your movements of putting away your belongings.

"Y/n?" Alcina's voice said, slightly muffled by the large door blocking you two.

"Oh! My Lady, please come in!" You replied, smiling as the vampire made her presence apparent in your room.

"Would you like to come and sit with me? I'd hate for you to be alone," The black-haired lady smiled.

You paused, was the woman you loved inviting you to be with her?

"O-Of course," You chuckled nervously, your tone way too breathy and lovesick for your liking.

"Good, meet me out there in 30,"

After you had returned your belongings to your room, you exited out towards the living room. The walls of the room had been lined with darkly stained panels, painted in a warm, deep shade of red, and decorated with intricate golden details. The floor was mahogany, polished until it shone, even in the dim light of the candles that decorated the center of the room. Across the way, a long table was covered in a rich and expensive velvet couch, and a pair of armchairs. A heavy wooden shelf was mounted on the rear wall, lined with darkly tinted glass bottles, and filled with rare and expensive wines.

"My Lady?" You asked Alcina, slightly startling her.

"Oh! Y/n, Draga Mea, please sit," Alcina gestured to the empty spot next to her.

You nodded, sitting down next to her as you pulled up a book she had recommended to you a couple of months ago.

"Ah, I see you're finally reading it," The vampire smiled, wrapping her arm around your waist and pulling you against her, leaving you red-faced.

"Yes, I've been meaning to," You replied, flipping a page.

Alcina remained silent, watching your every move with her sharp golden eyes with a pink tint forming on her otherwise pale skin.

You felt safe around the lady, you felt as if all your worries were gone, and you felt...warm. You weren't sure how to say it, but something inside you said that you didn't need to, and that she already knew.

"Merry Christmas Draga Mea," The vampire squeezed your side.

"Merry Christmas My lady," You smiled.

"You know I have a surprise for you,"

"What is it?" You asked, eyes falling mainly to your feet as you were to embarrassed to look anywhere else.

Alcina pulled you in for a soft and sweet kiss, her hands finding their way to your cheeks.

"I love you," Alcina confessed with a soft and weak smile, a chuckle escaping her lips as you blush.

"My Lady...I love you too," You replied with a breathy and shaky voice, looking up at her in both shock and love.

"Alcina," She corrected you,

"Huh?"

"Call me Alcina," The taller woman pecked you softly on your lips. "After all, if we love each other that much, we should be on a first-name basis. Right?"

You nodded, laying your head on her shoulder as she hoisted you up on her lap.

Maybe being stuck in a castle for the holidays wasn't so bad after all...

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

[valkyrieromanoff]

Hi! If your talking requests (so sorry to bother u if your not!!) could you do Anakin x Fem! reader based on Baby it’s cold outside? That song is literally the pinnacle of Christmas music

(+ u always eat w/ the fics)

Xoxox

BABY, IT’S COLD OUTSIDE: ANAKIN X READER

Synopsis: you've been sent to Orto Plutonia on a mission, but end up trapped in a frozen canyon. Fortunately, Anakin came to your rescue.

Warning: fluff, kisses

Words: 2.3 k

a/n: I used reinaeiry's cover as inspiration. Thanks for the suggestion, I had fun writing it. I don't know if that's what you were expecting, but I hope you like it ;)

The council sent you on a reconnaissance mission to Orto Plutonia, after reports of suspicious activity on the planet covered in ice wastelands, tors, and snowy canyons, reached the ears of the Republic. On the surface, it was supposed to be a simple mission, just observing movements from afar and reporting anything strange, but the frigid climate disrupted your plans. At the moment, you were inside one of the huge frozen canyons, and the call for help sent to the Council was the last thing your communicator transmitted before it went dead due to the intense cold.

It took long hours for help to arrive, you were sitting on your backpack, your eyes ajar, trying to meditate, when you heard the sound of a lightsaber cutting a way through the thick snow. 

Anakin's heart swells with relief and unabashed joy as he catches sight of you, your form huddled against the cold, your presence a beacon of warmth in the frigid wasteland. He wastes no time, the smile on his lips growing wider as he switches off his lightsaber and rushes towards you.

The moment your eyes meet, a surge of love and longing courses through his veins, fueling his every step. As you jump into his arms, he catches you effortlessly, spinning you in the air with a mix of strength and tenderness that only he possesses.

His laughter rings out, a sound filled with unadulterated happiness and adoration. "I missed you," he whispers, his voice filled with genuine affection as he sets you back on your feet, his hands lingering on your waist. "Are you alright? The cold... it was unbearable."

Your safety is his utmost priority, and the sight of your shivering form sends a pang of guilt through his heart. He takes off his cloak, wrapping it around your shoulders to shield you from the icy winds. "We need to get you warm," he insists, his voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm just not used to the winter weather." You assured softly, meeting his eyes and holding his gaze for a few seconds. "I think Coruscant spoiled me with that temperate climate.

Anakin's protective instincts kick into overdrive as he holds you close, his gaze searching your face for any signs of distress. He knows that you still have a mission to complete, but at this moment, all that matters is your well-being.

"We'll find a way to finish the mission, but for now, let's focus on getting you back to safety," he murmurs, his voice filled with determination. With a tender touch, he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his eyes never leaving yours. "I'll always be here to protect you. Always."

"We'd better get out of here before the weather gets any worse," you suggested, picking up your backpack and putting it on your back.

Anakin nodded, taking your hand, he raised a worried eyebrow. "Your hands are like ice, they're so cold" He brought your fingers close to his lips and placed soft kisses on your knuckles, reddened by the cold.

You looked at him as if to say it was nothing, that you'd think about it later when a huge block of ice rolled off one of the walls in the frozen canyon. Anakin's concern deepens as he feels the urgency of their situation. His eyes widen as the massive block of ice crashes down,  effectively sealing off your only means of escape. 

His grip on your hand tightens instinctively, a mixture of protectiveness and determination taking hold.

"We're trapped," Anakin states, his voice firm but tinged with an underlying worry. "But we won't be stuck here for long. We'll find a way out, I promise."

Anakin's mind races, formulating a plan to free you from your icy prison. He reaches for his lightsaber, igniting the vibrant blue blade, ready to cut through the thick ice if necessary. But as he moves to strike, a chilling gust of wind howls through the canyon, causing the walls to creak and groan under the pressure.

"We need to find shelter," he urges, his voice urgent. Anakin looks around, his eyes landing on a small crevice in the wall, just large enough for you to squeeze through. "There, that might be our way out."

"There must be another way," you murmurs, more to yourself than to him, though he can hear the determination in your voice. You reach out with the Force, trying to sense any disturbances or anomalies in your surroundings, hoping for a stroke of luck or a hidden passage you can utilize. But the cold and the density of the ice make it difficult to focus, hindering your connection with the Force.

"Well, until you find out, I'll keep us from freezing," Anakin said, tugging you towards the crevice, his movements fueled by a mixture of adrenaline and determination. With careful precision, he guides you through the narrow opening, making sure you are safe before following suit.

Inside the crevice, the cold is still biting, but at least you are shielded from the brunt of the storm. Anakin wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to share what little warmth you have.

"The Council will start to worry if we can't send a message," you reminded him, biting your lip fearfully.

"I know, darling, but be patient. We'll find a way out of here," Anakin whispers, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "We always do. We just have to stay strong and wait for the right opportunity."

His gaze meets yours, a flicker of concern and unwavering love shining in his eyes. "I won't let anything happen to you. We'll make it through this, together."

You sit in silence for a few minutes, warming yourself in Anakin's embrace, your head resting against his chest, as you begin to think of alternatives.

"What if we use a speeder?" You suggest thoughtfully.

"Speeders don't work out there," Anakin reminded you. "Besides, that block of snow fell on top of our speeders"

You sigh softly, your mind racing for a solution. Anakin's words ring true in your ears, reminding you of the dire situation you both find yourselves in. The cold seeps into your bones, causing a shiver to run through your body.

"Right," you mutter, your voice laced with frustration. "We need to come up with another plan then."

Anakin's arms tighten around you, his warmth providing a small respite from the biting cold. His voice is filled with determination as he speaks. "We have to stay calm and think this through. There's no point in going out if you're going to be frozen."

Anakin's mind races, searching for any other possibilities. He casts a quick glance around your surroundings, hoping to spot something that could aid your escape. And then, his eyes land on a glimmer of hope.

"What about our lightsabers?" he suggests, a spark of excitement igniting in his eyes. "We could use them to melt the ice and create a pathway out. It'll take time, but it might just work."

"We'll work together, melting the ice little by little until we can make a hole big enough to crawl through." You agreed, your hope renewed as you picked up your lightsaber.

He knows that it will be a tedious and time-consuming task, but the prospect of freedom fuels his determination. Anakin's gaze locks with you, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

"It won't be easy, but we can do this," he says, his voice laced with conviction. "We've faced greater challenges before, and we've always found a way to overcome them. Together, we can make it out of here."

Anakin takes a deep breath, ready to embark on your mission of melting the ice, knowing that their unwavering determination and shared strength will lead you to victory. The ice was thick, making it difficult even for the lightsabers, it was almost as if the layer of snow repelled the heat. It took long hours for them to make a small hole, just enough to look out of, but not to get through.

"We're almost there, Ani," you said, trying to keep yourself motivated, even if the outlook wasn't the best.

"Look at the blizzard outside," Anakin said, his blue eyes narrowing as he heard the sound of the cutting wind. "'Honey, you're going to freeze out there'

Anakin's eyes flicker with a mix of determination and concern as he gazes out at the raging blizzard beyond your icy prison. He knows that time is of the essence, with the freezing temperatures and harsh winds threatening their very survival.

Anakin examines his limited surroundings, looking for materials he can use to create a makeshift shelter. His eyes land on a pile of snow-covered stones, partially buried under the ice.

"There," he points, his voice full of determination. "We can use those stones to build a small barricade against the wind. It won't be much, but it should offer some protection."

With renewed purpose, Anakin and you gather the stones, working together to stack them in a way that creates a barrier against the cutting winds. It's a slow process, made more difficult by the cold and dwindling energy, but you persevere, fueled by love and the determination to survive.

Finally, you finish building the makeshift shelter, a small alcove that protects you from the worst of the blizzard. Anakin steps back to admire your work, a sense of satisfaction taking over him.

"It's not much, but it's something," he says, his voice filled with a mixture of exhaustion and relief. "At least we won't be completely exposed to the cold now."

"I don't think we should give up on the exit, not yet." You insisted, still determined to finish the mission.

"What if you get pneumonia and die? I’m not gonna let that happen.” Anakin exclaimed in frustration, running his fingers through his hair, sighing heavily. “Please, let's wait here until the storm passes. And when the blizzard calms down, we'll find a way to get to safety."

Anakin takes your hand, leading you towards the cave with determined steps. As they enter the protected space, he can already feel the biting cold beginning to subside. The cave offers respite from the elements, a temporary sanctuary from the heavy snow.

Anakin pulls you close, wrapping you in his arms as you huddle together inside the rocky cave. Despite the dire circumstances, a feeling of warmth and comfort envelops you, and your united strength provides solace in the face of adversity.

"We'll get through this, darling," Anakin murmurs, his voice full of unwavering determination. "We've faced worse things together and we've always come out stronger. As long as we have each other, we can weather any storm."

You smile gently, raising your eyes to look at him. "I must confess, it's not so bad being held by you" 

Anakin's lips curl into a playful grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief and affection. He pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you protectively.

"Is that so?" he teases, his voice laced with playful affection. "Well, I must say, I quite enjoy holding you too."

Anakin leans in, his lips brushing against your forehead in a tender kiss. The warmth of his touch and the love in his actions provide a sense of comfort in the midst of your current predicament.

"We'll find a way out of here, my love," he says, his voice steady and determined. "We'll face whatever comes our way, together."

You move into his arms so that your faces are close, the intensity of the gaze you lock is enough to warm your cheeks and your heart. The closeness is intimate and gentle, just a centimeter more than your lips are together.

Anakin's breath hitches as he feels the proximity between you, the air crackling with an electric charge. His gaze locks with yours, a mix of desire and adoration shining in his eyes. The intensity of the moment sends a shiver down his spine, his heart racing with a mixture of anticipation and longing.

His hand gently cups your cheek, his touch feather-light yet filled with an undeniable passion. Anakin's voice drops to a low, husky whisper, barely audible amidst the howling winds outside.

"You have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now," he confesses, his voice laced with an intoxicating mix of desire and love. "To feel your lips against mine, to taste the sweetness of your kiss."

Anakin's eyes flicker to your lips, his own slightly parted in anticipation. The air between you feels charged, the tension thick with unspoken desires. The world around you fades away, leaving only the two of you in this suspended moment of intimacy.

As the intensity of the moment builds, Anakin's heart races with a mixture of desire and love. His lips meet yours in a passionate kiss, a burst of warmth and electricity surging through his veins.

The kiss deepens, a testament to the depth of your connection. Anakin's arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer, as if trying to merge your souls together. In this moment, nothing else matters but the overwhelming love you share.

His lips move against yours with a mix of tenderness and hunger, his kiss conveying the depth of his emotions. Anakin's touch is both possessive and gentle, his fingertips tracing delicate patterns along your skin.

In this stolen moment, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Anakin is reminded of the power of your love. It is a force that transcends time and space, anchoring you to one another, providing solace and strength.

As the kiss lingers, Anakin's heart swells with love and devotion. He cherishes every second, savoring the connection he shares with you. In this frozen landscape, your love is a beacon of warmth, a reminder of the strength you possess together.

When the kiss finally breaks, Anakin rests his forehead against yours, his breathing slightly ragged. His eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of desire and adoration.

"I love you, darling," he whispers, his voice filled with sincerity. "No matter where we are or what challenges we face, my love for you will never waver. Together, we can overcome anything."

Anakin presses a gentle kiss against your lips once more, before pulling you into a tight embrace. In this moment of vulnerability and strength, you find solace in one another.

[kloesia]

[mskathryn]

Femme Elegance

[taramysweetlove]

[ktkat99]

Tim, trying his damn best to be romantic and putting on music- ~I really can't stay~

Kon, upset because he thought they were spending time together- What? Why not?

Tim- ~I got to go away~

Kon- Oh, okay.

Tim, still trying- ~This evening has been~

Kon, growing worried- Um, babe? It's like eight in the morning.

Tim- How do you not know this song?

[whatareyoureallyafraidof]

[steven-myself]

[rosalie-starfall]

❄️I'm sure it's fine... Dont worry about it.❄️

[cattleheelsandadirtymind]

It’s -50 something windchill here today (who cares at that point). It’s good to see the girls with snow on them!