#keeping warm

[theworldatwar]

A British Sherman tank crew huddle around a fire in an attempt to beat the cold - the Netherlands, Nov 1944

[welldigger62]

Look @frenchbulldogmama I really did go buy one of these. It’s not purple though, more of a coffee color and I love it. These things really do keep you warm and snuggly.

[vintage-tigre]

[futurebird]

Sometimes a goofy product is good. I have surgical scars on my leg due to it being shattered and reconstructed. I don't mind them much, but hate how they look with sheer stockings.

I'm also a chronically cold person.

So these "fake sheer warm stocking" are THE BOSS.

My scars are invisible, legs are warm and it looks like I have on sheers!

They are "fleece lined tights" many brands exist. I think they work great.

(also good if you don't feel like shaving TBH)

[samtheviking]

Chilly tonight

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Men warming themselves around a fire, River Avenue & 153rd St., the Bronx, 1931.

Photo: A. Tennyson Beals via NYPL

[mercs-rose]

January 2019🥀

[bea-lele-carmen]

[bafflement]

Qzqrow week - Day 4 - Stranded Together

Oz groaned, staring out at the driving snow outside the windows of the little shack he and Qrow were currently taking shelter in. Go out and have fun, Glynda had told them. Work off some steam, things will be just fine at Beacon until they got back, she’d assured them both. It had been fun, at first, just acting like a regular Huntsman again, doing all the things the council wouldn’t have approved of. Danger was a part of the job, though… how could he ever send his students out here to face Grimm if he didn’t provide some sort of example to them? He wasn’t Leon, he’d never be content with just sitting back and talking about fighting. He doubted that he would have been even if he had still just been Ozpin, just himself without the weight of the second soul in the back of his head. As it was, though, well. He had heard about the infestation out here, had been meaning to do something about it for awhile now. At least this way, he was doing it himself as opposed to relying on his students to do it for him. And, just like that, he hated himself again.

There were muffled curses nearby as Qrow slumped against a wall, looking as scruffy as Oz felt and pulling from the flask he always kept by his side in real disgust. Oz frowned, knowing that Qrow was likely to blame his semblance for the fact they were trapped here like this. Personally, he believed finding this shack had been a stroke of good luck, really. If they hadn’t, then they’d still be out there, trying to brave the storm that had swept across this isolated area. It wasn’t properly in any one kingdom, after all. There had been a settlement here, once, long before anyone but he would have ever remembered, but it had failed rather badly due to circumstances actually very similar to these. The walls of this shack were very old, he wondered if it was one last relic from that original attempt? It would be hard to date the walls, of course, without access to the sort of machinery Atlas boasted, but it could potentially be done. If they both lived through this, at least. The Grimm they had come to find had been massive and very old, but it was dead now, too so, if nothing else then they had managed to do something good in the time they had out here?

The floor looked pretty even, too, so there’d be room for at least one if not two sleeping mats when and if either of them got tired as opposed to just annoyed by this turn of events. Qrow was still swearing though, so that might take awhile.

At least the fact that this had been a mission meant that Oz could actually wear his combat gear for once. It was slightly warmer than the suits and made him feel so much less like he was dressing up for the sheer effect over the function. He was and he knew it, there was a specific effect they wanted him to convey after all. And even after a decade in charge of Beacon, he was very aware that they still saw him as far too young. So he was told to dress older, the voice in his head instructing him to act older than he really was. He shook his head, banishing the thoughts. This wasn’t the time, though he might have a few words with certain people when he got back. This had been fun, he wasn’t entirely keen on going back to the gilded cage they’d placed him in. Placed Ozma in… whichever.

Qrow was still swearing, so he sidled up to him, trying to stay as quiet as he could. Qrow hadn’t noticed him move which was odd and slightly worrying, especially considering how observant he usually was. This really had shaken him, hadn’t it? Oh, he did hope that this wouldn’t make him argue that he shouldn’t have any backup again. Qrow called his semblance his curse, but Oz knew curses well and this one? Was less of one than he might think. Qrow was still ranting, so Oz reached out and kissed him, effectively shutting him up. Qrow moaned against his lips, eyes narrow, before kissing him back hungrily.

“It’s rather cold outside I’m afraid, Qrow. The snow might not let up for some time yet. People are aware that we are out here, though, we’ll be found eventually.” Oz stated, breaking the kiss briefly, smiling at his lover.

Qrow just rolled his eyes at him, waiting for Oz to finish what he was thinking. He’d rather enjoyed the kiss, he’d like to go back to it, after all it was a very good distraction from the weather outside. Could it have been his semblance, though, really? Bad luck aside, he’d never noticed it actively changing the weather before. Oh, he complained enough, but… whatever it was outside felt different, odd. He raised an eyebrow, still waiting and Oz grinned. That grin very much did not belong on the face of a man as old as Oz was pretending to be and Qrow chuckled slightly. It really was a wonder than any of them had ever bought the age Oz had once claimed. Not that he could complain much about the discrepancy.

“I only wondered if, since I am uncertain that there is any means of heating this place, we might not be best to make our own. Heat that is.” Oz blushed, not meeting Qrow’s eyes, it was adorable. Qrow smirked and drew him back into a kiss. Hopefully whoever was looking for them would take a few hours…

[avkamfher]

I am so happy I bought long sleaved thermals when I was younger.

One of those under a sweater makes for a warm time.

[sunshines-through]

All cozied up on this cold snowy night ❄️

[taylermadetreasures]

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[kindnessisstillhere]

Coats

Layer up early,

Where you coat a while,

Don’t leave it till you’re leaving,

Get it warm before you go.

Layer up early,

Before walking out the door.

The warmth is made by you alone,

So get some there before you go.

Layer up early,

Wear your coat while sitting around,

Layer up early,

So outside you’re warm, safe and sound.

[gloryseized]

@ximerose liked this for a cuddle starter!

"Your body temperature is very low," Will comments, expression worried as he lays a hand over Tanner's forehead. Maybe it has something to do with the decreased hours of daylight during the winter, Will can't be sure. He knows all the Apollo kids tend to slow way down in the winter time--Nico joking that they're all basically solar powered--but this is a whole new level.

"Come on. I've got some hot water bottles and blankets. Sit next to me," Will beckons, already laying a couple blankets on one of the larger cots in the Infirmary. "I'll keep you warm."

[kellisanth]

[lizziefigs063]

Keeping Warm

It's super cold out 8*F so I'm staying indoors. 😅