#this brought to you by freezing cold temps

[blkbbyprincess]

turn up the temp! arcane!vi x blk!reader nsfw

vi likes a girl with a mouth on her; a girl who knows her way around some pussy.

a girl who has the ability to pull a variety of enticing sounds from her throat, leaving her with a sore one after she’s been eaten sloppy.

a girl who's got it all figured out and knows exactly what she wants from you and how she’s gonna get it; with experience of course.

that particular girl would be you.

the same girl she was currently snickering under the covers with in this bastardly wintery weather; all cuddled up on each other like penguins trying to keep warm and prevent catching a cold or worse.

if someone happened to see you two right now, it would be a good laugh; a great one even. it was almost ridiculous how you and vi were quite literally spooning each other trying to get some kind of warmth.

“your feet are freezing you fucker, get em off me” vi giggled.

you’re no better; your hands are freezing my back, you know that? you shot back with a sneer.

“how the hell else are we supposed to warm up if the air conditioning is jacked? i’d like to hear a better suggestion, genius.”

“i meannnn, there’s always one way we both like.”

so there you were, licking at vi’s clit from under the covers with two fingers in her vagina; opening and closing them in a scissoring motion to better stimulate her.

“-fu-fuckkkk, that’s it babygirl.”

Her voice quivered as she struggled to stay silent, desperate not to create enough noise to provoke the neighbors into beating the door down again. but it was nearly impossible to hold back when she was experiencing head of a lifetime.

she often found herself curious about where could you have possibly learned how to eat pussy like this?

she hoped and prayed it was only because of an overwhelming amount porn or something; because if she were to find out another girl had experienced this that she was feeling; she would surely die.

she quickly brought her hand to her mouth, letting out a sharp gasp as your tongue found her g-spot. waves of pleasure surged through her, and she could already sense her climax approaching, even though barely ten minutes had passed.

she was trying her best to hold out for you, because in all honesty, as much as she loved when you ate her out; she hated cumming first; and as slick as you were, literally and figuratively, you made sure she wasn’t able to touch you.

but you never noted anything subconsciously about not being able to touch yourself.

your poor baby was getting so pathetically vocal; it was starting to arouse you to the point where your pussy was painfully throbbing; so you did what any desperate woman would do, and reached back and began to work your fingers into your sopping cunt.

“ohhh s-shittt, i love when you moan in it cupcake, keep doin’ t-that.”

the relentless sounds of your and vi's heavy breathing and moaning made the space beneath the comforter feel like it was comparable to hell itself.

the smell of sex filled the room quicker than a freshly lit joint; and that says a lot about how busy you and vi were getting down. you wanted warmth for the winter, and boyyy did you get it.

it got so intense that the heat was making you nauseous in the head; dizzying, almost as if you had popped a damn 30.

(i cant help but make drug references what can i say i’m a weedhead lol.)

“i-i can’t much longer vi, i-i’m about to-.”

you were trembling in your legs, doing everything you could to hold back from finishing before her. but after all the time that passed since you last hooked up, it felt impossible to resist at that moment.

“it’s o-ok cupcake mmmh me too, cum with me?”

in that moment, both of you reached a simultaneous release, resulting in her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, an arm draped across her forehead, while you fell beside her in exhaustion.

vi shook herself out of her long, totally inappropriate thoughts and tossed the comforter off both of you, flinging it as far as she could to the edge of the bed.

“feeling a little warmer now?” you poke, with your face planted in the sheets; sounding a little muffled.

“on fire cupcake, on fucking fire.” she said contently, wiping sweat beads off her cheeks; reaching over to wipe yours off your neck.

about thirty minutes later, you two were back snuggled between one another, watching “orange is the new black” comfortably until hearing a loud sound that resounded a switch being flipped from outside your apartment and a humming noise leading afterwards.

you both ended up ignoring the noise until you felt a change in temperature a few moments later; finally realizing what the noise from earlier was.

that noise was the fucking heating system up and running again.

[girl-and-her-cat]

Chapter One: Extended Contracts

The probe was dead.

I knew it the moment I lay eyes on the thing. And no, it wasn’t because of the layer of icy crust surrounding the shaft nor did it have anything to do with user error. I knew it the moment they told me what the issue was. The probe had been running non-stop for four months in a freezing cold vacuum. AKA; space. And they were using a standard run-of-the-mill type-13. No way could that handle a four month operating time with no breaks.

Dumbasses.

The two techs that had brought me out here were arguing through their helmets on the main channel; I could hear everything from the saliva smacking against their lips to their stuffed up noses they wouldn’t stop snorting through as if that would help them breathe any better.

Just use a goddamn tissue.

“What’s the application?” I asked again. I knew what it was, I just wanted them to stop barking at each other. The techs got nervous when I came up here. At first I thought it was because my job was to report back to HQ and let them know if the tech’s were doing their jobs; RJ told me it’s because I’m a woman.

One tech, the one that only had one front tooth and was clearly the follower of the other guy responded after snorting mucus down his throat. “Temp and pressure of the atmosphere surrounding the pipes. Gotta know how much they can handle before being blown to shit.”

He looked at his bro for approval and smirked at me after receiving a nod.

“Can you tell us what the problem is so we can get back down? Boss don’t like us being up here too long wasting oxygen.” Leader boy said this nonchalantly but I knew who his boss was and also knew that a guy had been fired last week for using more than the mediated level of oxygen for a site run like this one. Found out he had brought his girl up for some “sight seeing”.

Fucking idiot.

“It’s dead. You’ll need to get a new one. A Type- 15 to be exact if you want it to run longer than 4 months out here.”

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[miss-bushido]

Just take me on the floor, I can give you more

Rating: Explicit Tags: Blow jobs, facials, come eating, hand jobs, body piercings Summary: Eddie has a chance encounter with Steve at a frat party…with sexy results.

*The original plot of this fic changed significantly when I saw the gorgeous artwork by @arelliann with frat boy Steve all up in Eddie's space. The artwork in question is here.

*Originally posted on AO3:

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Eddie stood out on the balcony, cigarette between his lips as he leaned against the railing. It was cold and windy, but he’d been overheating in the downstairs living room. Too many bodies in too small a space. He felt like he’d been suffocating as he’d pushed his way through the crush of people.

The wind picked up, swirling around him and his too-thin tank top. He shivered and stood up straight, wrapping his arms around himself. He brought a hand up to his mouth as he took a drag from the cigarette, the end going red before he took it out of his mouth and exhaled.

He glared at the cigarette, and shook his head. He’d tried to quit…too many times to count now. If he had been successful, he wouldn’t be out in freezing temps with no jacket on sucking acrid chemicals into his lungs so that the happy chemicals in his brain would surge through him.

It felt so fucking cliche to think about quitting smoking on New Year’s Eve, but here he was.

A chorus of shouts could be heard from the frat party below. Likely from them playing beer pong or doing keg stands. Maybe someone was going into the downstairs bathroom with two girls to get lucky. He’d been to the frat house often enough now to know how it worked. He wasn’t friends with a large majority of the guys who lived there, but he did like their money for his products. They had cleaned him out and he’d decided to stay. See what all the fuss was about when it came to people aching to go to these frat parties.

Apart from being in close proximity to many of the jocks he regrettably had the hots for, chief among them was Steve Harrington who he knew from his European History class, he didn’t see what the fuss was about. It was loud and sweaty and there were too many drunk people who kept knocking into him.

Which is why he’d sought some respite upstairs, trying doors until he found one unlocked. The bedroom he’d found himself in was spacious: plaid comforter and three white pillows on the bed, a pile of books on the desk by the window, the desk lamp still on. There were red Solo cups scattered on the floor close to the door, along with a few socks and some crumpled up balls of paper that had missed being tossed into the trash can.

On his way over to the sliding door for the room’s balcony, he spotted a cork board with various pictures and notes tacked to it. Movie ticket stubs for ‘Twisters’, ‘Kraven the Hunter’, ‘Wicked’, and ‘War of the Rohirrim’ were next to pictures of a group of young teenagers at a backyard pool, along with two others. One included two guys at the grill- one with the longest hair Eddie had ever seen on a man, the other with his hand on his hips as he held the metal spatula; and one picture of two young women in bathing suits- the brown haired one sipping on a Coke and the girl with short hair and a dusting of freckles across her face holding a well worn copy of The Song of Achilles. A hastily scribbled note was tacked on the lower right hand corner of the board: ‘E coming tonite!’ Eddie wanted to snoop more but he heard someone coming up the stairs and so made his way hastily through the balcony door, sliding it shut behind him so he could smoke in peace.

And so he was, though he was getting more chilled with each passing moment. A few flurries drifted by his face then, which he took as his cue to take one last drag of the cigarette before he stubbed it out against the brick exterior wall. He opened the sliding glass door and stepped back into the warmth of the bedroom, coming back in just as someone was coming out of the bathroom on the other side of the room.

Steve Harrington stood in the bathroom doorway, illuminated by the light inside. “Oh, hey man,” the jock said to him amiably, holding a hand up in greeting.

Eddie stared, trying not to drool at the sight of Steve in his tight short shorts, his backwards cap, and his too-small athletic tank top. Eddie had had dreams about this before, the natural progression of which saw him taking Steve to bed in his own apartment and undressing him with his teeth. The frat house where Steve lived had never made an appearance. The knowledge that this was Steve’s bedroom was probably going to mean the location of his dreams would shift a bit.

He shook himself internally and offered a small, slightly wary smile in return. “Hey,” he rasped, clearing his throat. “Some party, huh?”

Steve shrugged and turned the light off in the bathroom. “Yeah, it’s okay.” He walked over to Eddie and clapped a hand on his arm, eyebrows raising at the feel of his skin. “Shit, dude, you’re freezing. Were you outside?”

Eddie’s eyes widened at the feel of Steve’s warm hand on his arm. “Uh yeah,” he managed. “I was having a smoke.”

Steve’s eyes lit up as he smiled and then leaned in conspiratorially. “You have any more?” he asked.

“You smoke?” Eddie asked, trying to control his breathing at the sudden proximity. The moment felt charged, full of possibilities. Eddie tamped down his urge to kiss Steve on those perfectly pink lips. Remain calm and normal.

“Not supposed to,” Steve shrugged, “but I do. I’m trying to quit, so I figure what’s the harm in one last cigarette before the New Year?”

“Yeah, I’m trying to quit, too,” Eddie admitted. He fished the pack out of his back pocket and flipped it open. “I have one left,” he said.

“Oh, shit, never mind,” Steve said. “I don’t wanna take your last cig. No worries, man.”

“We can share it if you want?” Eddie suggested. He flipped open the top of the pack so Steve could see the lone cigarette in there.

Steve gave him a smile that made his heart hammer in his chest. When Steve leaned down and grabbed the cigarette with his teeth, Eddie felt like he could swoon. “Got a light?” Steve asked.

“Yeah,” Eddie choked out, grabbing his lighter from his back pocket. “Should we go outside?”

Steve glanced behind Eddie and then back to him. “I mean, we can, but it’s snowing now, and neither of us are dressed for it.” Eddie felt Steve’s eyes roam over his body, catching on the peek of fishnets Eddie was wearing under his ripped jeans. “But, uh, I’ll go out if you want to.”

“We can be quick,” Eddie said, turning to open the sliding door again. He did not see the way Steve’s eyes followed the movement of his body, the sway of his hair, and zeroed in on the long slender fingers that held onto the lighter.

The wind cut through them as they stepped out onto the balcony. “Fuck me,” Steve shivered, stomping his feet.

“That would be one way to warm up,” Eddie quipped before he could stop himself.

Steve raised an eyebrow and smirked. “At least take a guy to dinner first, Munson.” He honest to God winked at Eddie.

A surge of warmth went through him, and he licked his lips as he flicked the lighter to life, holding his hand around the flame to block the wind. “I guess it depends on if you’re a cheap date or not, Harrington.”

“I can be,” Steve answered. He inhaled deeply and then tilted his head up, exhaling the smoke into the air. “What’s on the menu?”

Eddie took the cigarette from Steve’s hands, his fingers brushing against Steve’s. He was trying to keep his cool, and he hoped it was working. This didn’t seem like a joke, but he had to tread carefully. Past experiences with other guys had gone wrong and ended with him on the receiving end of a few fists instead of a blow job in the backseat of a car. “Well, how about Italian? We can go Lady and the Tramp style and share some spaghetti. Maybe have some cannoli or tiramisu?” He took a few more puffs on the cigarette, exhaling out the side of his mouth. “Maybe sushi and some beers?”

Steve grasped Eddie’s wrist and tilted his hand up. He leaned down to take a drag from where the cigarette was in between Eddie’s fingers. The feeling of Steve’s lips against his fingers sent arousal spiking through him. Combined with the look he fixed him with, Eddie felt tingly all over.

“I like sushi,” Steve answered, smoke coming out of his mouth and swirling around them as he spoke. “There’s a rotating all you can eat sushi place down the street that I like. We can go there.”

Eddie nodded, mouth dry as Steve spoke. “Yeah, sure,” he managed. He started to pull his arm back but Steve tightened his hold on his wrist. “Steve-”

Steve moved closer, just as a particularly sharp wind blasted around and through them. Eddie shivered, both from the cold and from Steve’s proximity. “Let’s go inside,” Eddie murmured. He opened his fingers to let the cigarette drop to the ground before they moved to get back where it was warm.

His teeth were chattering as Steve slid the door closed, his whole body shivering. Steve was shivering, too, more than Eddie, because of how little clothing he was wearing.

Eddie tugged Steve forward to wrap his arms around him, the momentum of which made Steve all but slam into him. They bumped into the bed and then fell onto the well worn carpet, Eddie on his back and Steve on top of him.

Eddie scrambled to get up but Steve pinned him down, both bodily and with that same look in his eyes as he’d given him outside not even a few minutes ago. “Steve,” Eddie started.

“That earlier offer to warm me up still on the table?” Steve asked, his voice low and smoky. Neither of them were very cold any longer, and the more they stared at one another, the warmer they both got.

Eddie blinked and pushed himself up, both hands braced behind him. Steve shifted himself up as well, sitting on his knees to allow Eddie up off the floor as he waited for the answer. “Are you…this isn’t a joke? This isn’t-”

Steve leaned forward again, his left hand braced on the floor as he placed his right hand on Eddie’s middle. His back arched invitingly, his already short tank top riding up as he came closer and closer into Eddie’s space. “You gonna kiss me or not?” Steve whispered as he got closer.

“Fuck,” Eddie whispered before he closed the distance between them, kissing Steve right on the mouth. Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie and kissed him back, gently moving them so Eddie was on his back again on the floor. Steve's cap fell off in the momentum, letting his own long hair down around his cheeks.

He felt the hard length of Steve against his thigh, and he shivered with pleasure. He slid his tongue into Steve’s mouth, and was rewarded with a filthy moan, and Steve’s hips rolling against him. Eddie moved his own hips up, the friction it produced making him hiss with pleasure.

Steve’s hands pushed Eddie’s tank top up, and he broke the kiss to kiss down from Eddie’s mouth to his neck, over the fabric, and then to his chest. He traced Eddie’s chest tattoos with his tongue, and when he saw Eddie’s left nipple piercings, he slid his tongue around the metal barbell.

“Oh God,” Eddie gasped, feeling Steve smile against his skin. He gasped louder when Steve gave the piercing a tug with his teeth and then began sucking Eddie’s nipple. He almost didn’t realize, but Steve had moved his right hand down to palm at Eddie through his tight jeans, waves of pleasure coursing through his body. “Steve,” he panted, his back arching as Steve continued touching him all over.

“Eddie,” Steve murmured, pulling his mouth off of Eddie’s nipple. “Wanted to do this for so long,” he said, kissing his way down Eddie’s stomach.

“You have?” Eddie asked, almost breathless. “God, fuck me.”

Steve looked up and gave him a big grin. “Thought you were going to do that to me? If you want me to, though, I will.” He kissed Eddie’s stomach, and the happy trail coming up his stomach. He took his hand off of Eddie’s erection to unbutton and unzip his jeans. The fishnets underneath left little to the imagination, and made Steve bite his lip as he drank in the sight before him.

Eddie decided to help and shoved his jeans and the fishnets down, allowing his erection to bob freely in the warm air. He heard Steve’s intake of breath as he looked down at Eddie. “Like what you see?”

“Did that hurt?” Steve asked as he took in Eddie’s lorum piercing, surprise in his voice.

“It did, but it was worth it,” Eddie answered. Steve kept looking at it, eyes wide and dark. “You wanna feel it inside of you as you ride me, big boy?”

“Fuck,” Steve groaned. “Yeah…Yeah, I do.” He looked at Eddie’s face and then back to his cock before he took his own tank top off, tossing it somewhere behind him in the room. “I want to taste you first,” bending low to take Eddie fully into his mouth and to the back of his throat.

“Steve!” Eddie yelled, tilting his head back, pressing his hands down hard on the carpet. Steve’s tongue slid up and down and around the tip, expertly sucking Eddie deep. “Baby, your mouth feels so fucking good.” He let out a loud moan when Steve swallowed around the tip of Eddie’s cock, electrical sparks moving through his body, arousal and pleasure building quickly. “You’re going to make me come,” he warned, panting hard.

Steve pulled off, just enough to say, “I want to feel it go down my throat,” before he took Eddie back in his mouth.

Eddie groaned again, thrusting shallowly into Steve’s mouth as he kept sucking him off. “Steve, Steve I’m going-” He was cut off as he came hard, a loud groan escaping his mouth as he arched his back. Steve held onto his hips, swallowing everything Eddie had to give him, only pulling off and away when Eddie started to hiss with pain from being overstimulated. “Jesus,” he breathed, a big grin on his face.

“Feeling good?” Steve asked, a big self-satisfied smirk on his face as he sat up on his knees, looking down at the mess he’d made of Eddie.

“So fucking good, baby,” Eddie answered. His eyes raked over Steve, landing on the veritable tent in his athletic shorts. “Take those off and fuck my mouth,” Eddie demanded.

An obscene sound came out of Steve’s mouth as he fumbled with his shorts. Eddie sat up and helped him, pulling them down to his knees. “Stand up,” Eddie said, stroking Steve slowly. “I want to feel those thighs under my hands.”

Steve let out a whimper that turned into a gasp. He nodded and stood up, almost stumbling. “I can’t stand up. My knees are going to give out.” He licked his lips as he looked down at Eddie, precum dribbling out of his cock and onto Eddie’s hand.

“Sit on the bed,” Eddie said quietly. He gave Steve one last stroke before he put his hands on his thighs, maneuvering him to the bed. He pulled his tank top off and dropped it, and then wasted no time in pulling Steve’s shorts off all the way and spreading his legs wide so he could take Steve fully into his mouth.

Steve’s hands went into Eddie's hair, his hips jerking forward as he fucked Eddie's mouth like he had asked. An untold number of filthy moans came out of his mouth as Eddie sucked his soul out through his dick. He dug his fingers into Steve’s thighs, moaning around Steve’s shaft at the solid feel of his legs under his fingers. He imagined digging his fingers into Steve’s thighs as he fucked him from behind, bent over that desk or on this bed. He wondered what other sounds he could pull out of Steve’s mouth, and if they would be louder than the ones he was currently making.

Eddie moaned around Steve’s cock, knowing the vibrations would add to his pleasure. Steve let out a gasp and looked down at Eddie. “Eddie,” he panted, his voice rough and ragged. “I’m about to come.”

He looked up into Steve’s hazel eyes and nodded- as much as he could anyway- and swirled his tongue around Steve’s tip.

Steve came with a shout, his hips bucking forward, pushing his cock back into Eddie’s throat as he started to come. Eddie swallowed every spurt of come that Steve gave him, massaging his thighs as Steve shook above him.

He pulled off, just as an extra spurt of come came out, landing on his cheek and dribbling down to his chin. Eddie smirked and used his thumb to bring the come into his mouth. “I could get addicted to that,” he said, kissing Steve’s hip.

“Come up here,” Steve panted, reaching down to pull Eddie up onto the bed with him. He pulled Eddie close and kissed him deep, a few shivers of pleasure moving through him. “Goddamn you’re amazing.”

“You’re not so bad yourself, big boy,” Eddie said, kissing Steve on the lips and then the neck, wrapping his arms around him. He glanced at his watch and smirked. “Well, it’s officially the New Year.” It was almost 1 AM.

Steve smiled. “Happy New Year,” he said, voice low as he kissed Eddie again on the lips. “Will you stay the night?” He seemed unsure, a tinge of worry in his voice. As if this question was too much after all they’d done together over the last few hours.

Eddie nuzzled into Steve’s neck. “Yes, I’ll stay. We can have breakfast together, and then…I can take you out for sushi for dinner.”

“What about lunch?” Steve asked, twisting Eddie’s hair between his fingers.

“I was thinking of eating you out,” Eddie replied, an evil grin on his face. The sharp intake of breath from Steve spoke volumes. “I take it you’re okay with that?”

“Can we pretend it’s lunch time right now?” Steve asked, a deep flush on his face.

Eddie kissed him, licking into his mouth. “Let’s take a shower first, and then I’ll eat you out all night if you want me to.”

“Happy New Year to me,” Steve replied, pulling Eddie out of bed and into the en suite bathroom.

Eddie pushed him against the wall, his hands roaming over Steve’s body. “Happy New Year to both of us.”

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Aita for lieing about my country of origin?

🇨🇦🥶 <- so I know it's me!

This is kinda stupid but a friend said it will start a bad habit of lieing, I'm taking advantage of the fact that because I'm white passing I don't get offensive immigrant questions and I just shouldn't have so let's see.

About a year ago I (24nb metis aka white and first nations canadian. Also native American but it's blurry. Its important later.) and my partner (24f white) went to walmart for groceries. I love the cold, have been raised in the cold temps of the Midwest my whole life and I have a autoimmune disorder which makes me much warmer than everyone else so despite it being 32° outside, I was in shorts and a t-shirt. My partner thinks I'm crazy and I have a bad habit of freezing her out but we compromise.

Obviously wearing a T-shirt and shorts when it's snowing outside gets some attention and this elderly white couple playfully asked how I wasn't frozen solid as some sweet small talk but I'm socially anxious and just blurted out that I was from Canada and this was nothing. They just laughed in surprise and nodded and went on. That was a lie and my partner playfully chided me for it. No, I'm not a Canadian immigrant and I was born in America but as you can see, my family has deep ties to Canada and my grandmother is a Canadian immigrant. Should I of lied? No but it was harmless, I panicked and I didnt want to explain a disorder or get too deep into conversation with strangers so I just said it and moved on. No harm done.

Flash forward to today where I, my partner and a mutual friend (23 ftm, white but reconnecting to his distant Cuban and carribean heritage. He identifies as "spicy white".) were talking in a group call about our families histories. One side of my friends family immigrated to America about 4+5 generations back from Cuba with the other from Scotland and Ireland and my partners family history is blurry but she knows they came from Scotland and Germany. My partner playfully brought up my lie from a year ago and the whole tone shifted. My friend got mad at me and brought up how his great great grandmother struggled in America because she wasn't white passing, she immigrated from a non-white country and people treated her horribly. I tried to bring up that both my grandmothers were natives and my immigrant grandmother also struggled with racism due to being first nations but he kept interrupting me saying that because I'm white passing and I picked Canada as a place I fake-immigrated from, I'm taking advantage of the fact that white old couple would treat me better than Mexican immigrants or middle Eastern immigrants.

Eventually the call ended and we side stepped the topic but tension is still present and I don't know how to feel now. Obviously I respect immigrants and i have a high amount of immigrant people in my family, not just Canadian/first nations but married in from Poland and Mexico. I know I shouldn't of lied but I feel like my friend is just being a bit chronically online right now and acting like I don't respect any immigrants. Ever since he started reconnecting, he's gotten more and more trigger happy with racist jokes, calling people racist for no reason and just all around... off. I totally get generational trauma and the pain of discovering your history around colonization and genocide but its getting weird. My partner says she didn't see the harm in my little, no pun intended, white lie but doesn't wanna be involved because she's white and this issue has some racist undertones. I don't know if this is just a symptom of his discovery surrounding himself and being in some very overly sensitive groups or I was truely being insensitive to even being passively racist towards other POC.

So, was I the asshole for lieing to some strangers that I'm from Canada just to not have to get too deep into why I wanna wear shorts in the snow like a weirdo?

What are these acronyms?

[bahllinsqrews]

Keeping Warm 🔥

Mingi x Fem!Reader

18+ ahead, Minors DNI, shower sex, heavy smut, clingy Mingi, height difference kink, praise kink, messy finish.

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The morning started off calm, a gentle breeze and it seemed normal until the temperature began to drop drastically. You shivered as it did, but you didn't want to raise the heat too much thanks to the bill being so high. Wearing your boyfriend's sweater, you were kept by the fireplace, trying to warm up as your boyfriend brought you some hot chocolate from the kitchen. The tall broad man you dated for over a couple of years was named Song Mingi. You two found each other on a dating app and instead of a hookup like what was planned, you two found more in common than you think.

The rest of the day dropped past freezing temps then at night it was so much worse. You laid in bed at this time, watching TV in the shared room when Mingi came in to join you. He got into bed beside you and gave you well needed cuddles before you felt his harder barbelled nipples in your back from the cold. You turned to look at him, wondering why your madman boyfriend didn't have a shirt on. "It is cold as the ice waters of the Arctic in this house and you don't have a shirt." You said, him only smiling at you in response when he stuffed his face into your neck.

You sigh at this, turning to face him so you could give him a hug, that's when you felt it on your thigh, his slight hard length standing up very very slowly, seems the cold had woken the friend up, either that or you in the sweater. Either way, you knew what was coming next. You moved your knee up just enough for him to rub against it in his sweats, his breath shortening when the sparks flew through him, he hissed a little at how hard you had made him and got a little sad that you decided to leave the bed to go take a hot shower so you could warm up. He started to think to himself. "That was unnecessary.." he decided to follow you, peeking in the doorway to see you getting out of your sweater and into the shower. He felt himself spring up harder at this.

You got into the hot water and sighed before feeling a pair of eyes on you, making you look outside the door to see the big guy staring at you. He seemed to be already undressed to join you so you just let him in with a smile. You two took a nice hot shower to help warm up, but you felt Mingi hitting your back with the massive rod he carried. You looked at him and he tried to cover it, only for you to be needy too. You moved his hands to get a closer look at it, only running your hands over the skin while giving him a kiss. His whimpers and moans filled the kiss, him leaning against the shower sliding door as he gently thrusted into your hand. You stopped his hips to turn and lean your chest on the shower wall, making his heart jump with happy sparks when you turned to his favorite position.

He jumped on the opportunity, coming up behind you with one hand on the wall and the other on your hip, lined up to push in. He stared at you with his big eyes, making you giggle and nod before moaning aloud to him pushing in deep and bottoming without a second thought. You took a second to adjust to him before feeling him start to move, you being on your toes thanks to his height on you. You loved it and so did he, it actually was a slight source of his hardon and why you couldn't seem to focus when he looked down and talked to you. "You are..so good for...me, baby!!" He huffed out, making you melt in his hands. "I want my good girl to keep making those sweet sounds for me, okay?" He asked, you shivering to his words as you nodded.

His hips knew no end when it came down to you, slamming into you and making you completely weak in his hands. You knew walking was out of the question when he started moaning and whimpering louder to your soaking wet cunt. He only went faster and faster, hissing breaths and faster thrusts, you and him exchanging noises that just became louder the closer you two got. His cock throbbed uncontrollably inside of you, your clit threatening to spray all over not only his cock but the glass of the door. He kept his whispers in your ear of how much of a good girl you were, you had already become putty but he loved to push the farthest he could with you and now it was making you cum, covering the glass and him.

He pulled out of you and stuffed your ass next, going back to his pace before adding to it by finishing inside, it was deep but he still gave a lot to make a mess and let it spill out of you at a quick speed. "Lucky for doing it in the shower~" he smiled, pulling out of you and bringing you to his chest to keep you from falling while he bathed, dried and took you to bed to relax the rest of the night warmer than normal now. Everything was fine for you however next door, Seonghwa was...in slight shock to have heard the whole thing.

[rotruff]

hiii you HAVE to consider the changing seasons and how your f/o deals with them. are they more adjusted to warmer or colder climates? do they proudly proclaim that they can handle going out in subzero temperatures just fine? do they then almost immediately lose their facade when they're huddling closer to you for some semblance of warmth? do they grit their teeth and mutter something about not being able to feel some odd part of their body? or do they still try and maintain face by saying this is nothing, that you should've seen the temps back in (xyz)? [do their lame attempts at trying to impress get interrupted by them shivering?]

or are they better with the cold? do they laugh at you while you shiver? do they give an 'i told you you should've brought a heavier jacket,' while they give you theirs? do they hold your hands in theirs with the guise of warming them up? [sure, they probably do want to do that for you, it can't be comfortable, but their intentions show in how their hold lingers long afterwards.]

or are you both better with one or the other? do you both take strolls through the snow where conversation is warm in contrast with the ever-chilling air, sending glances and smiles at one another? or do you both stay indoors, huddled together and laughing about 'keep your freezing hands off'a me!' or at some Not-That-Good movie one of you put on? also obligatory making warm drinks for eachother and it always seems to perfectly match your liking, with maybe a few botched attempts where one of you has to teach the other.

[ proship GET AWAY FROM ME !! ]

[lastlycoris]

So my boss in the prison medical wing is Dr. Nora Fries (pronounced freeze). She's an MD-Ph.D, both a military doctor and a biomedical engineer specializing in prosthetics. It's said that all warsuits that the rich people keep for "personal protection" are derivatives from her initial work. Her criminal moniker is Dr. Fries, which kinda just shows how infamous she is - you know - that they just outright use her name.

As for why she's here, that goes back two decades ago according to personnel here. Mostly to warn me to not mention the former company GothCorp she and her husband (important later) worked at. Because this lady has two obsessions: to restore her husband from a cryogenic freeze without killing him and getting revenge on the company that caused it.

I don't really know about their personal lives. Just two strange people meeting in college and fell in love. Eventually their paths had it so they ended up working in the same company.

Her husband was a specialist in cryogenics, Ph.Ds in physics, engineering and chemistry. And the hopes were to make a chemical gel that could easily preserve pharmaceuticals and food at the end of a cold chain.

And then an accident occurred when the company decided to scuttle the project for insurance purposes and blame Mr. Fries. Of course, this information came out much later.

In any case, they still call those series of small inhabitable inter-connected islands, where the Factory was housed, the Ice Rink. Because every so often, a vat of what's being called Friesium would rupture and instantly send everything in the area to below liquid nitrogen temperatures, which is not survivable.

Logs showed that one of the researchers noticed something was wrong with the chemical vats and sounded the alarm for evacuation to get everyone else out. The six that remained, including Dr. Fries's husband, were required to prevent the entire factory from freezing everyone instantly.

People do not survive getting frozen solid without help - if the initial freeze doesn't kill them, the defrosting will. However, logs apparently showed that Fries's husband had injected everyone with an experimental cryoprotectant fifteen minutes prior to the cryoexplosion - preventing the nastier effects like water expanding to ice to rupture cells - and a single outgoing phone call to his wife.

The rest is history. Dr. Fries makes the first prototype warsuit in three days, a suit impervious to cold and sudden pressure changes from extreme temp drops, and marches in to retrieve the lab members. Ferris Boyle, the president, tries to pull the plug stating it's futile and expensive to continue keeping the six on ice, and Dr. Fries offers the cryosuit design to make payment. He accepts and then goes back on their deal stating it never happened - and then claims it was an attempt at a bribe to prevent him from revealing that it was her husband and lab team that sabotaged the factory.

And I guess that was the moment where she descended into supervillainry.

It was quiet for a week as the Board argued about the PR nightmare pulling the plug would do, even if they claimed these were the ones that caused it.

Then someone armed to the teeth in a shiny warsuit decided to break into GothCorp with a bunch of goons to retrieve the pods - who were funded by the money she got for selling a simplified warsuit design to different criminal factions and companies . And then she declared war on GothCorp.

Now this is twenty years ago before this era of superheroes and supervillains. That warsuit was the pinnacle of high tech at its time, and it singlehandedly brought the military to the city after a month. Why they didn't come sooner was because she was very selective with the damage. Only to GothCorp assets and zero casualties beyond the broken bones people dumb enough to physically get in a walking tank's way.

She singlehandedly brought the company to near bankruptcy. And the military only helped because the company took up a military contact on a very big deficit. Otherwise, they would've just treated it as a civil matter for the police to deal with. After all, no dead people, damage only to private property, and it wouldn't look nice if the military got their asses handed over to them too.

It wasn't even the military that got her in the end. It was some fresh detective named Gordon, now Commisioner, who figured out where she's hiding because running cryogenic preservation for six people took a stable large supply of electricity.

A deal was made between the two. Nora voluntarily surrendered after five days. Gordon discovered the system logs from the factory, showing the company's sabotage of its own factory. Wayne Industries makes a generous offer to preserving and eventually finding a cure for the frozen researchers.

And she's been researching cryogenics in prison every day ever since. The only prisoner. allowed her own laptop and allowed outside to visit her husband every month as part of the unusual deal made with the police.

Except now that Wayne Industries took a severe blow after their Tower collapsed and President kidnapped and probably dead, the frozen six apparently moved to some no-name company, and the decaying law and order of our city, it seems she's taking matters into her own hands because it looks like no one can keep the people she wants to protect safe. At least that's what it seems like.

Makes me wonder, if their places were switched, whether her husband would show the same single-minded devotion to her.

I certainly hope so.

[ask-icancraft-it]

Getting Cozy

((Getting into the wintertime mood with a bit more Hero's Cuties NSFW, please enjoy the cozy vibes!))

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Tamora turned off the gas stovetop as the garage door creaked open. Felix stood in the doorframe, turning around to remove his snow-covered boots before stepping inside. Closing the door behind him, he let out a small groan. 

“This winter is something else,” he shook his head, having just completed shoveling snow from their driveway for the nth time. He peeled off his gloves, surprised when a warm mug was brought toward his chilled fingers. 

“Here,” Tamora smiled. “I think I got it just right this time.” 

The smell of fresh hot cocoa wafted through the air, delighting the handyman’s olfactory. Graciously, he accepted, taking a careful sip from the steaming cup. 

“Oh Tammy,” Felix said after savoring its sweet taste. “You nailed it.” 

She did a little fist pump, making her beau laugh. Stepping forward, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. 

“Thank you, ladylove!” he grinned, placing a kiss on her cheek and nuzzling her face.

The moist cold from his jacket, plus the icy temp of his cheeks and nose made the sergeant yelp, leaning away as his head dipped towards her neck. 

“You’re freezing!” she laughed, breaking loose from his grasp as he skilfully kept his mug upright. 

“And you’re so warm—” Felix rebutted, setting his cocoa down for a two-armed approach. Tamora gasped as she was lifted up and set down on the edge of the kitchen counter. “I need more.”

She obliged him with a kiss, cupping his cold, red face in her palms. Loosening their grip on the sergeant’s thighs, Felix’s hands began to wander, his frigid knuckles sending goosebumps along her skin when he explored underneath her sweater. Delighted to discover she hadn’t put on her bra, he brushed his fingers along her bare breasts.

 A satisfying shiver shot up Tamora’s spine as he toyed with her, thawing himself in the process. With a bit more necking, Felix was sufficiently warmed up and then some. Unzipping his heavy jacket, he peeled it off and let it pool on the floor to quickly return to pleasing his lady.

“Hey,” she said in a tone that gave him pause. Looking up at her, she pointed to the abandoned mug sitting nearby. “I worked hard on that; drink it while it's hot.”

He reached for the handle and brought it over. 

“Yes ma’am,” he smiled, taking generous gulp after generous gulp as she watched. 

“You were kind of hot in that jacket,” Tamora commented, nearly making him spit up his drink. 

“I sure was!’” he joked. “I’ll melt if I put it back on.”

“Fine,” she huffed, eyeing him as he polished off his coca, still able to admire how good he looked in his blue flannel and dark jeans. “But don’t take anything else off.”

Felix shook his head, amused by his lady’s request. But if that’s what was getting her going, how could he possibly decline? With a grin, he picked her up from the counter, knowing just how to enhance her cozy wintertime fantasy. Placing her in the living room, he tended to the fire he’d built to warm up the house early in the morning. Satisfied with the flames, he reached for the blankets on the couch, laying them on the floor beside the fireplace along with some pillows. 

Flipping off the lights, the handyman dove onto the makeshift pad, getting into a stereotypical “sexy” pose before patting the space next to him. 

Tamora laughed, rolling her eyes as she knelt on the soft fabric. At first, she thought it was over the top, but as Felix began to caress her as she lay beside him, her core lit up like the embers dancing in the hearth. 

The handyman picked up on her heavy-lidded look, taking charge as he moved on top of her. Fingers intertwining, they picked up where they’d left off in the kitchen. Felix’s lips wandered, grazing her neck and teasing her collarbone, which peeked from just under her sweater. 

Tamora wiggled her hands free, surprising her beau when she quickly removed her top. He had only assumed that if he was keeping his clothes on, so was she. 

“Interesting…” Felix remarked with a quirk of his brow. “You can take yours off, but I can’t?”

“Affirmative,” she deadpanned. He shook his head again, unsure what she was getting out of all this. 

“You’re the boss,” he shrugged, unbuttoning her bottoms and peeling them off her long legs, underwear following suit. Felix took a moment to marvel at the way her skin glowed in the firelight, ghosting his fingers back up past her knees and along her thighs toward her center. Gently, he explored her folds; she was moist, but not quite ready yet. 

An easy fix. 

Propping her hips with a pillow, the handyman ducked between her legs. He felt his lady shiver with each kiss as he peppered them along her inner thigh, building the anticipation before finally running his tongue along her labia and upwards to circle her clit. 

“Felix…” Tamora moaned, grasping at the blankets as she was lapped in pleasure. He smiled, his soft laugh making her jump.

“You taste so sweet,” he hummed, wanting for more.

“You sure it’s not the cocoa?” she teased, its chocolatey notes drifting from the kitchen to the rest of the home. No doubt it was playing tricks on his senses.

“No, it’s you,” Felix seemed sure as he licked his lips. “Definitely you.”

Grasping her hips to pull her closer, he ramped up the intensity with some light suckling followed by quick flicks of the tongue. This drove his lady wild, her legs tensing around his head as she squirmed. The handyman eased off, letting her relax before ramping up again, repeating those steps until he knew she was close. Eager to put her over the edge, he dipped two fingers into her folds as his tongue focused on her clit. 

Curling his digits upwards, he paid close attention to Tamora’s reactions, knowing he’d found the sweet spot when her back arched off of the floor. Stimulating her from both sides, he kept a steady rhythm as his lady’s needy noises grew louder and more frequent. Her legs trembled as they tensed around him once more, letting out one last desperate cry as she climaxed. He moved with her as she writhed, wanting to give her every bit of pleasure that he could. 

It took some time to come back from her high, but when she did, Felix was right there, pecking her cheek softly and stroking her curves as he lay beside her.

“Damn,” Tamora couldn’t help but laugh at how much of a mess she was, skin glistening with sweat in the golden light washing over them both. She could only imagine how enticing she looked to the handyman next to her, and yet he’d put his desires aside to make sure she was cared for. He smiled at her warmly as she turned on her side, and responding with a smile of her own, she reached for his belt. 

Felix sighed when the front of his jeans was released. It had gotten mighty tight behind the thick denim. Another pulse of desire overtook Tamora when she pulled his erection free, seeing how hard he’d gotten. 

“Oh, Tammy…” he shuddered as she stroked him, the quivering of his voice giving away just how badly he needed her. 

Hooking a leg to his hip, she brought herself closer, grinding the tip of his penis in a circular motion. Felix let out a huff of air, making small adjustments until he was able to push himself inside. His thrusts were shallow, but still wholly satisfying as the pair writhed in a tangle of limbs over the blankets. 

The handyman’s hold became more desperate as they went on, moving from her shoulder, down to her rear as he groped with just the right amount of pressure. Tamora moaned into his mouth as he fine-tuned his position, slightly leaning over her to penetrate more deeply. 

Both of them nearing release, the sweet mushing of their bodies turned frantic, each holding the other in place to keep their connection as intimate as possible. Felix felt her walls pulsing around him as she let out another loud cry, helping greatly in his race toward his own orgasm.

Burying his head into his lady’s shoulder, he shuddered as he came, pushing into her in sync with the beats of pleasure that followed. Both out of breath, they continued to hold each other close as they came down from their bliss. 

“From shoveling snow to that—” Felix let out a soft whistle. “Don’t mind me if I just lie here the rest of today.”

“I chose one of the laziest positions,” Tamora chuckled. “I can’t help if you overachieve.”

“It’s what I do.”  

“Mhmm,” Tamora nodded, pulling on one of his shirt buttons. “Give me.” 

“I’ve been sweatin’ in this thing,” Felix gave her an incredulous look. 

“So? I’m sweaty too.”

He had so many questions but thought better and let them slide. Unbuttoning, he let her have his flannel. Slipping her arms into the sleeves, Tamora skipped most of the buttons before standing up. As she stretched her back, Felix was beginning to understand; it was a very attractive shirt. 

The sergeant disappeared down the hallway to clean herself up, smiling when she returned.

“You’re still here?” she said, tapping her foot against the lump lying in the middle of the floor.

“You thought I was joking?” he grinned, eyes closed. He flinched as a fresh wet cloth was dropped onto his stomach. “Thank you.”

“I’m pouring myself some coca, want more?”

“Yes please.” 

“Are you even going to be awake?”

“Mhmm…”

It took some time to warm the pot from earlier, but soon enough Tamora returned to the living room with two steaming mugs of cocoa.  A quiet laugh escaped her rosy lips as Felix was right where she’d left him, fast asleep. 

[empenguin]

Ghost and camping

No warnings, just me writing a fiction man into more real life things that I do. As I do them.

“Camping?”

“Yes Dear, camping”

When Simon had arrived home from a long three week deployment he was expecting a few things, however that list did not include you leaving to go camping with the local scout troop you helped out with (you had long since aged out but enjoyed it nonetheless). So he set about doing what any rational person would do, trying to convince you not to go.

“Why? Love”

You sighed, putting your sleeping bag into your pack “because I said that I would go, and I’m not gonna back out now”

“It’s gonna be freezing”

You gestures to the extra sleeping bag, blanket, and sleeping you had laid out “that’s what those are for”

“FREEZING, who chooses to go camping in FREEZING weather”

You put the last pouch into your bag and turn to him, putting your arms around his neck, his hands find places at your hips and he pulls you closer.

“We gave the eleven year olds a choice and now we are paying for it. It’s at a house, if the temperature drops too low we will go inside, this is not the first time I have been cold weather camping, I will be fine. We have a volunteer opportunity in the morning, we’ll get lunch and then we will pack everyone’s things into the car and they will hike the two miles over. I get the easy job of driving the car, okay. I will be just fine. The only danger I’m in is having to eat what the kids cook”

“ I’m coming with you”

“No”

“Yes” he adds pressure on your hips, not enough to hurt but enough to attempt to distract you from the current predicament

“No Baby, any adult going on a scout camping trip that is not a parent has to pass a background check, plus the food has already been bought and we didn’t take you into account and don’t say some stupid shit about you not needing to eat, you do, you are not coming. End of discussion.”

“I’ll drive, if you need anything brought over or you need me to pick you up you call”

You nod, pulling down on his neck until he gives in to the pressure and leans down to kiss you

“Okay Baby”

After the volunteering you watched as Simon helped the kids load their packs into the back of your car along with all the other boxes that you would be needing, the kids were weary of him at first but quickly warmed up. You got to see Simon’s reaction to chic-fil-a, he was not very impressed. Before he left he reiterated to call him if you needed him but left wiggle much fuss.

It was cold, the kind of cold that makes everything exposed hurt but luckily for you, you were snuggled up in your sleeping bags fast asleep, when dawn came you found yourself not extremely well rested but rested to the level that you found usual when sleeping on the ground in sub-freezing temps.

When Simon arrived he brought coffee, love the man, he considers your caffeine addiction and feeds it. After waiting for all the parents to pick up their children he took you home where he made you a full English breakfast. The rest of the day was spent inside where it was warm and not allowing you to leave his sights.

A/N. Written while I was freezing my ass off in a tent. Who the fuck enjoys cold weather camping? Not this bitch. Why the fuck is it SNOWING. ITS SUPPOSED TO BE SPRING

[akisayas]

stolen from an anti

hiii you HAVE to consider the changing seasons and how your f/o deals with them. are they more adjusted to warmer or colder climates? do they proudly proclaim that they can handle going out in subzero temperatures just fine? do they then almost immediately lose their facade when they're huddling closer to you for some semblance of warmth? do they grit their teeth and mutter something about not being able to feel some odd part of their body? or do they still try and maintain face by saying this is nothing, that you should've seen the temps back in (xyz)? [do their lame attempts at trying to impress get interrupted by them shivering?]

or are they better with the cold? do they laugh at you while you shiver? do they give an 'i told you you should've brought a heavier jacket,' while they give you theirs? do they hold your hands in theirs with the guise of warming them up? [sure, they probably do want to do that for you, it can't be comfortable, but their intentions show in how their hold lingers long afterwards.]

or are you both better with one or the other? do you both take strolls through the snow where conversation is warm in contrast with the ever-chilling air, sending glances and smiles at one another? or do you both stay indoors, huddled together and laughing about 'keep your freezing hands off'a me!' or at some Not-That-Good movie one of you put on? also obligatory making warm drinks for eachother and it always seems to perfectly match your liking, with maybe a few botched attempts where one of you has to teach the other.

[snappiderg]

Do you melt under hight temperatures, or freeze under low temps? :00

I actually don't! Well.. I do. It's complicated x3

I will explain cold temperatures first, as they should be quick to go over. The coldest place I've been to must have been outer space, in the shade of everything. Not entirely sure how cold it was, but I didn't really feel any different than being on the ground! When I made a bubble there it frosted a bit but I do not think its the type of "freezing" you were expecting.

As for hotter temperatures, its actually most of the same, except I can actually sense when things get "warm"? It's hard to explain, but I don't really have a sense of like "hot", "blazing hot", "scorching hot", it all kinda feels the same "warm"? For example, if I take something out of the oven I can feel like its warm, but that's about it. And in another instance, when I brought the literal sun over as a prank for Delta (sorry everyone, won't touch the sun again), it also felt just "warm", despite being WAY WAY hotter. But to answer the question, if a temperature of a star doesn't melt me, I don't know what would.

That being said I did freeze and melt in the past. For the freezing, i was just placed in a block of ice, where i was just stuck in (ironic, water dragon stuck in ice cube). For melting, uhh its complicated, and I think its best if I answer that separately x3

PS have an image of me running with the sun!

[tj-crochets]

Hey y’all! I have a couple weird blood-pressure-related questions, both for people with low blood pressure issues and people without

I already know from previous questions y’all have helped me with (and doctor reactions) that it’s extremely weird that my allergic reactions first raise my blood pressure for several hours before crashing my blood pressure, so I’m just leaving that out for these questions 1. Do you ever find allergic reactions affect your circulation? Specifically, making your hands and feet extremely cold?  2. Do you ever find if you are having unusually high blood pressure readings (if prone to low blood pressure), that it happens when your hands and feet are very cold? 3. Does your ability to produce body heat ever, like...stop working? Like you have a blanket over you but it just will not warm up at all, wake up in the middle of the night because even though you’ve got three blankets still over you and it’s 70 degrees inside the house you’re freezing and the bed just will not warm up? I’ve gotten around this by making myself a hot water bottle on days when I can’t warm up, but like, that’s weird, right? these questions brought to you by today’s Weird Medical Thing, where I appear to be having a mild allergic reaction but my fingers are so cold the thermometer* can’t read them and my toes are so cold they ache. I am wearing slippers, have two layers of blankets over me, and it’s 72 degrees in my house. This is absurd.  *sometimes when I feel cold I take my temperature to see if I actually am cold enough to have dropped my body temp (get a hot water bottle time) or am just feeling cold (put on a hoodie time)

[weaselle]

so there are reasons a person might take their clothes off in the cold, i myself have often run around in the snow naked in between sauna or hot tub sessions, but there's no real reason someone would take their clothes off in the cold under circumstances that have any significant barrier to getting warm again quickly, i.e. while they are out on a long hike in sub zero temps

Hypothermia can make a person all the way delusional. In the middle stages a person may have trouble thinking straight and get confused easily, in late stages (by the time paradoxical undressing begins) they might not even know their own name or where they are.

That means yes, you may have to help someone against their will in the moment, as they might believe they are on a beach vacation and you are an alien bear or all kinds of nonsense.

Sometimes you have to help people against their will. I remember one time when i was living in the old warehouse in Oakland, this young woman (19yo) was hanging out with us and some of us took some LSD and she had kind of a bad trip and tried to "escape" us.

There was no way we could let a 19 year old girl run around the streets of Oakland in the middle of the night on a head full of acid. So we had to prevent her from leaving, while she became more and more convinced that we were trying to, like, kidnap her or something. It sucked. It felt gross. But I had to physically block her from running out the door several times and I would do it again, because the other option was to let her run around in a very dangerous location without even her own brain to help keep her safe. We told her we could only let her out if she called a friend she trusted to come pick her up, which she did. She never came back to the warehouse, she said logically she understood what happened once she was sober, but even sober she couldn't escape the emotional memory she had of us trying to lock her in the warehouse to, in her mind, kidnap and torture her.

Anyway, sometimes you have to help someone against their will in the moment.

as far as warm food and drink, these are good as long as you confirm their mouth and brain are working. In extreme hypothermia, both loss of motor function and loss of mental function make choking a real hazard, but if they can talk clearly and make sense, then something warm to drink or eat can be pretty helpful

also, your tags

If you are cold in a safe environment (a friendly city or your house, somewhere that you can easily take steps to warm yourself as needed) then alcohol can give you a nice warm feeling (again, by bringing all your warmest blood to the surface where most of your warmth and comfort sensors are) and that is a fine way to feel warm in the short term. I think this is where the russian winter drinking scenario originates.

But if you are in anything survival situation adjacent, then you want to avoid alcohol for your safety for a variety of reasons. Not only does it release your core warmth out into the environment over time, it IS also a poison, it does negatively impact your decision making and your physical ability, it will even depress your immune system - in general, when you are out in the Wild in any way, you want to remain sober and alert and at full capacity for both mental and physical activity)

So, a classic Hypothermia Danger Scenario is this:

You are out in the Cold Wilds, maybe on a long hike or even a two night back-packing trip. You aren't far from home, you aren't on a dangerous mountain, you are feeling safe and haven't brought your best winter gear. What was supposed to be a basic hike tho, has turned into wading through deep snow. This activity causes you to work up a sweat.

As you energetically wade through the snow, you get too hot and you take off your jacket. When you stop for a break, the sweat soaking your long sleeve shirt or hoodie quickly freezes, coating you in a layer of ice water right up against your skin. You put on your jacket, but the jacket has not been touching your body heat and is the same temperature as the surrounding cold weather. To warm up, you drink three or five shots from the flask you brought.

Now, your body opens up all the smaller blood vessels near the surface of your body, and blood rushes from your core to your surface. Instead of heating the inside of your jacket tho, it simply takes the cold of the ice water covering your body, which warms the water a little, but your blood brings the cold from that ice water (or even just from a cold thick jacket if you haven't been sweating) back down into your core, ruining your body's ability to keep warm.

The more alcohol you drink the warmer you feel because most of your temp sensors are near the surface of your body, which is where you are sending your heat. But the more you drink the harder it is for you body to try to keep you warm in the long term. Eventually you start to freeze.

After a while, the cold sensors get stressed and freak out and start telling your body that you are burning from heat. The cold has made you a bit confused, and the alcohol has exacerbated that. You start removing your clothes, exactly the same way you did when you were wading through the snow, when your exercise was making you overheat. Because it feels exactly like that, it makes sense to you, you're just doing the same thing you did earlier for the same reason - too hot, take off jacket.

Your freaked out temp sensors are screaming "heat" so the cold air actually feels good, like cool water on a sunburn. In your hypothermic confusion, you continue to seek relief from the burning sensation in your body, removing item after item of clothing. By the time they find you, you've nearly died, naked and hallucinating out in the snow. When if you had stayed sober and kept your head, and especially if you were properly prepared in both skills and equipment, you might have been able to get home safe under your own power.

For example by having the proper type of jacket, by knowing to go slow and avoid working up too much of a sweat, by having a way to start a fire, or bringing some chem packs for heat (if used early these are fine for hands and feet, if you are already experiencing an amount of hypothermia you want to place those heat packs on your torso or low around the back of your neck, as heating the limbs and extremities too much at this stage can actually cause internal damage in your organs) by having a way to call for help, having people you trust know where you'll be and when you're supposed to be back, by recognizing when the situation first started to turn dangerous and changing your plan of action.

Anyway, that's the situation about the alcohol and stuff

I hope this discussion helps your anxiety a bit!

[cleverhottubmiracle]

Going to Disney World with little kids? I have some recommendations for your packing list that’ll make your trip much easier, especially if it’s your first time. We took our daughter to Disney World when she was 19 months old. Here are six products I brought along to test and would recommend any first-time parent pack for their trip to the most magical place on earth (or anywhere that requires a lot of walking)! Best Lightweight Stroller for Disney: Joovy Kooper RS Travel Stroller Amazon Joovy Kooper Lightweight Travel Stroller Perfect for the parks! $250 Tray swings open and has deep cup holders for bumpy rides Big wheels that provide a smooth ride  Adjustable footrest makes for great park naps  Carries little ones up to 55 lbs.  Ultra lightweight Easy to fold Doesn't recline/incline enough Covering doesn't always block enough sun Minimal storage Stroller rental in Disney World is a totally viable option. But since we would need the stroller elsewhere (resort hopping, the airport, etc.), I wanted to bring our personal stroller along. The Joovy Kooper RS Stroller has become my go-to stroller for travel. It’s super easy to push around in the airport, simple to fold, and lightweight enough to carry onto the busses, Skyliner, and other transportation to and from the parks. While I missed the ample undercarriage of our Mockingbird Single Stroller, I used this Inter-Mix Deluxe Kit from Petunia Pickle Bottom to create more storage for the things we needed. My only other complaint about this stroller is the incline of the seat. While it is adjustable, it never sat our daughter up quite enough and it didn’t recline totally flat, either. We found her slipping down and out of the front a lot of the time (full disclosure: we weren’t using the safety buckle at all times because she was in and out of the stroller so frequently). At the end of the day, she never slid entirely out of the stroller and I would pack this over and over again for future travel. Best Travel Coat for Kids: Buckle Me Car Seat Jacket Amazon Buckle Me Baby Coats Safer coat for the car seat $70 A coat baby can wear in the car seat thanks to a thin back panel  Dual fold design was engineered to maintain absolute contact with safety buckle Extra long arms that'll get you and your kid through two seasons of wear  Negates having folks say "That baby needs a coat!" Takes some time to get used to This innovative jacket for kids was originally discovered on Shark Tank. I was thrilled when ours arrived because it meant less strategy when getting my daughter dressed on cold winter mornings here in the Northeast. But I also knew this jacket would come in handy traveling to Florida. Leaving (and coming back to) freezing temps meant our daughter had to wear something to the airport. So, I put her in this safe-for-the-car-seat coat. Thanks to the lightweight and easy-to-fold nature of this jacket, I was able to stuff it into our carry-on once we landed in Florida. Best Sound Machine for Travel with Kids: LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Amazon LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Compact sound machine for travel $50 20 non-looping white noise and fan sounds  Timer feature  Lightweight and only 4.4 x 4.4 x 2.2 inches Blocks out noise Multiple white noises to choose from At home, the Hatch Sound Machine is a mainstay in our daughter’s bedroom. I love the variety of options and light feature built into it. However, I was thinking practically and strategically when packing for Disney. That’s where my trusty LectroFan came in. This was a gift from my mom a few years back and it has become a trusted travel companion for me. At home, I sleep with the white noise provided from a floor fan (I’m a two-fan girly no matter what the season). But since I can’t bring my standing fan with me, I pack this lightweight noise machine instead. Our daughter didn’t seem to miss the ocean sound that’s usually pumping out of her Hatch Sound Machine. What’s more, we were able to adjust the volume on this sound machine whenever family members we were sharing our suite with got too loud! Best Refillable Water Bottle for Disney Travel: LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 LARQ LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 Built-in filter for fresh water in the parks! Final Sale: $109 $119 Plant-based filter proven effective against a range of pollutants (including that horribly metallic taste from public water sources)  Sleek and stylish Chemical and stink-free Tracks hydration Self-cleans Filters out pollutants Staying hydrated in Disney is tricky. There are refill stations throughout the parks, but not nearly enough for someone who drinks as much H2O as I do on a daily basis. Still, I packed this refillable water bottle from LARQ because I wanted to test the filter feature. It did not disappoint! The water that comes out of those refill stations has what is, in my opinion, a metallic taste. But hey, it’s free. This self-cleaning water bottle took that taste away completely. Speaking of self-cleaning, I didn’t have to worry about cleaning this water bottle out after our long days in the park. All I had to do was keep it charged so it could do the work for me! Best Diaper Bag for Disney With Kids: No Reception Club Getaway Bag No Reception Club No Reception Club Getaway Bag Travel Bundle with Sidekick Diaper bag with the easiest access to everything! Final Sale: $275 $320 Lightweight yet rugged  Lined bottom compartment for wet items Fits everyday essentials with room for parent must-haves 19.7” Height x 10.2” Width x 6.5” Depth Insulated lunch bag Customizable shelves Comes with stroller clips Meets airline personal item size requirement I have been on the hunt for the perfect diaper bag since my daughter was born. This is the fourth and best one I’ve tested! My biggest want in a diaper bag was something that I could access what I needed easily. That doesn’t feel like that large of an ask, but I discovered it was after my first diaper bag! With other options, I always ended up taking everything out in order to find what I needed. But with this No Reception Club backpack, I can get what I need without that added (and inconvenient) step. One of the best features this bag comes with are the customizable shelves that can be adjusted (or taken out) to fit whatever you need. Other features parents will appreciate include the changing pad and lined bottom portion of the bag that’s perfect for stowing wet or soiled clothing. Did I mention this bag is a TSA-approved size for a carry-on? Like I said, perfect. Best (and Most Comfortable) Clothing for Disney Parks: Disney x lululemon I’m a big fan of wearing workout clothes to the parks for their breathability and sweat-wicking properties. So when I heard about lululemon’s collaboration with Disney, I knew I needed some pieces for our trip. Did I wash and rewear these Minnie Mouse high-rise pants and matching tank top for multiple days? Yes, yes I did. These may be designed for yoga, but they’re perfect for park days too. They’re lined for coverage and made of a buttery-soft fabric that’s practically weightless. I love this material because it moves with me whether I’m squatting down to fold up the stroller or running to meet my Lightning Lane time. If you’re headed to Disney with a toddler, I hope you consider some of these recommendations to make your life easier! Want more travel recommendations? Keep reading! The Best Carry-on Bag for Your Text Trip Source link

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Going to Disney World with little kids? I have some recommendations for your packing list that’ll make your trip much easier, especially if it’s your first time. We took our daughter to Disney World when she was 19 months old. Here are six products I brought along to test and would recommend any first-time parent pack for their trip to the most magical place on earth (or anywhere that requires a lot of walking)! Best Lightweight Stroller for Disney: Joovy Kooper RS Travel Stroller Amazon Joovy Kooper Lightweight Travel Stroller Perfect for the parks! $250 Tray swings open and has deep cup holders for bumpy rides Big wheels that provide a smooth ride  Adjustable footrest makes for great park naps  Carries little ones up to 55 lbs.  Ultra lightweight Easy to fold Doesn't recline/incline enough Covering doesn't always block enough sun Minimal storage Stroller rental in Disney World is a totally viable option. But since we would need the stroller elsewhere (resort hopping, the airport, etc.), I wanted to bring our personal stroller along. The Joovy Kooper RS Stroller has become my go-to stroller for travel. It’s super easy to push around in the airport, simple to fold, and lightweight enough to carry onto the busses, Skyliner, and other transportation to and from the parks. While I missed the ample undercarriage of our Mockingbird Single Stroller, I used this Inter-Mix Deluxe Kit from Petunia Pickle Bottom to create more storage for the things we needed. My only other complaint about this stroller is the incline of the seat. While it is adjustable, it never sat our daughter up quite enough and it didn’t recline totally flat, either. We found her slipping down and out of the front a lot of the time (full disclosure: we weren’t using the safety buckle at all times because she was in and out of the stroller so frequently). At the end of the day, she never slid entirely out of the stroller and I would pack this over and over again for future travel. Best Travel Coat for Kids: Buckle Me Car Seat Jacket Amazon Buckle Me Baby Coats Safer coat for the car seat $70 A coat baby can wear in the car seat thanks to a thin back panel  Dual fold design was engineered to maintain absolute contact with safety buckle Extra long arms that'll get you and your kid through two seasons of wear  Negates having folks say "That baby needs a coat!" Takes some time to get used to This innovative jacket for kids was originally discovered on Shark Tank. I was thrilled when ours arrived because it meant less strategy when getting my daughter dressed on cold winter mornings here in the Northeast. But I also knew this jacket would come in handy traveling to Florida. Leaving (and coming back to) freezing temps meant our daughter had to wear something to the airport. So, I put her in this safe-for-the-car-seat coat. Thanks to the lightweight and easy-to-fold nature of this jacket, I was able to stuff it into our carry-on once we landed in Florida. Best Sound Machine for Travel with Kids: LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Amazon LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Compact sound machine for travel $50 20 non-looping white noise and fan sounds  Timer feature  Lightweight and only 4.4 x 4.4 x 2.2 inches Blocks out noise Multiple white noises to choose from At home, the Hatch Sound Machine is a mainstay in our daughter’s bedroom. I love the variety of options and light feature built into it. However, I was thinking practically and strategically when packing for Disney. That’s where my trusty LectroFan came in. This was a gift from my mom a few years back and it has become a trusted travel companion for me. At home, I sleep with the white noise provided from a floor fan (I’m a two-fan girly no matter what the season). But since I can’t bring my standing fan with me, I pack this lightweight noise machine instead. Our daughter didn’t seem to miss the ocean sound that’s usually pumping out of her Hatch Sound Machine. What’s more, we were able to adjust the volume on this sound machine whenever family members we were sharing our suite with got too loud! Best Refillable Water Bottle for Disney Travel: LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 LARQ LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 Built-in filter for fresh water in the parks! Final Sale: $109 $119 Plant-based filter proven effective against a range of pollutants (including that horribly metallic taste from public water sources)  Sleek and stylish Chemical and stink-free Tracks hydration Self-cleans Filters out pollutants Staying hydrated in Disney is tricky. There are refill stations throughout the parks, but not nearly enough for someone who drinks as much H2O as I do on a daily basis. Still, I packed this refillable water bottle from LARQ because I wanted to test the filter feature. It did not disappoint! The water that comes out of those refill stations has what is, in my opinion, a metallic taste. But hey, it’s free. This self-cleaning water bottle took that taste away completely. Speaking of self-cleaning, I didn’t have to worry about cleaning this water bottle out after our long days in the park. All I had to do was keep it charged so it could do the work for me! Best Diaper Bag for Disney With Kids: No Reception Club Getaway Bag No Reception Club No Reception Club Getaway Bag Travel Bundle with Sidekick Diaper bag with the easiest access to everything! Final Sale: $275 $320 Lightweight yet rugged  Lined bottom compartment for wet items Fits everyday essentials with room for parent must-haves 19.7” Height x 10.2” Width x 6.5” Depth Insulated lunch bag Customizable shelves Comes with stroller clips Meets airline personal item size requirement I have been on the hunt for the perfect diaper bag since my daughter was born. This is the fourth and best one I’ve tested! My biggest want in a diaper bag was something that I could access what I needed easily. That doesn’t feel like that large of an ask, but I discovered it was after my first diaper bag! With other options, I always ended up taking everything out in order to find what I needed. But with this No Reception Club backpack, I can get what I need without that added (and inconvenient) step. One of the best features this bag comes with are the customizable shelves that can be adjusted (or taken out) to fit whatever you need. Other features parents will appreciate include the changing pad and lined bottom portion of the bag that’s perfect for stowing wet or soiled clothing. Did I mention this bag is a TSA-approved size for a carry-on? Like I said, perfect. Best (and Most Comfortable) Clothing for Disney Parks: Disney x lululemon I’m a big fan of wearing workout clothes to the parks for their breathability and sweat-wicking properties. So when I heard about lululemon’s collaboration with Disney, I knew I needed some pieces for our trip. Did I wash and rewear these Minnie Mouse high-rise pants and matching tank top for multiple days? Yes, yes I did. These may be designed for yoga, but they’re perfect for park days too. They’re lined for coverage and made of a buttery-soft fabric that’s practically weightless. I love this material because it moves with me whether I’m squatting down to fold up the stroller or running to meet my Lightning Lane time. If you’re headed to Disney with a toddler, I hope you consider some of these recommendations to make your life easier! Want more travel recommendations? Keep reading! The Best Carry-on Bag for Your Text Trip Source link

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Going to Disney World with little kids? I have some recommendations for your packing list that’ll make your trip much easier, especially if it’s your first time. We took our daughter to Disney World when she was 19 months old. Here are six products I brought along to test and would recommend any first-time parent pack for their trip to the most magical place on earth (or anywhere that requires a lot of walking)! Best Lightweight Stroller for Disney: Joovy Kooper RS Travel Stroller Amazon Joovy Kooper Lightweight Travel Stroller Perfect for the parks! $250 Tray swings open and has deep cup holders for bumpy rides Big wheels that provide a smooth ride  Adjustable footrest makes for great park naps  Carries little ones up to 55 lbs.  Ultra lightweight Easy to fold Doesn't recline/incline enough Covering doesn't always block enough sun Minimal storage Stroller rental in Disney World is a totally viable option. But since we would need the stroller elsewhere (resort hopping, the airport, etc.), I wanted to bring our personal stroller along. The Joovy Kooper RS Stroller has become my go-to stroller for travel. It’s super easy to push around in the airport, simple to fold, and lightweight enough to carry onto the busses, Skyliner, and other transportation to and from the parks. While I missed the ample undercarriage of our Mockingbird Single Stroller, I used this Inter-Mix Deluxe Kit from Petunia Pickle Bottom to create more storage for the things we needed. My only other complaint about this stroller is the incline of the seat. While it is adjustable, it never sat our daughter up quite enough and it didn’t recline totally flat, either. We found her slipping down and out of the front a lot of the time (full disclosure: we weren’t using the safety buckle at all times because she was in and out of the stroller so frequently). At the end of the day, she never slid entirely out of the stroller and I would pack this over and over again for future travel. Best Travel Coat for Kids: Buckle Me Car Seat Jacket Amazon Buckle Me Baby Coats Safer coat for the car seat $70 A coat baby can wear in the car seat thanks to a thin back panel  Dual fold design was engineered to maintain absolute contact with safety buckle Extra long arms that'll get you and your kid through two seasons of wear  Negates having folks say "That baby needs a coat!" Takes some time to get used to This innovative jacket for kids was originally discovered on Shark Tank. I was thrilled when ours arrived because it meant less strategy when getting my daughter dressed on cold winter mornings here in the Northeast. But I also knew this jacket would come in handy traveling to Florida. Leaving (and coming back to) freezing temps meant our daughter had to wear something to the airport. So, I put her in this safe-for-the-car-seat coat. Thanks to the lightweight and easy-to-fold nature of this jacket, I was able to stuff it into our carry-on once we landed in Florida. Best Sound Machine for Travel with Kids: LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Amazon LectroFan Classic White Noise Machine Compact sound machine for travel $50 20 non-looping white noise and fan sounds  Timer feature  Lightweight and only 4.4 x 4.4 x 2.2 inches Blocks out noise Multiple white noises to choose from At home, the Hatch Sound Machine is a mainstay in our daughter’s bedroom. I love the variety of options and light feature built into it. However, I was thinking practically and strategically when packing for Disney. That’s where my trusty LectroFan came in. This was a gift from my mom a few years back and it has become a trusted travel companion for me. At home, I sleep with the white noise provided from a floor fan (I’m a two-fan girly no matter what the season). But since I can’t bring my standing fan with me, I pack this lightweight noise machine instead. Our daughter didn’t seem to miss the ocean sound that’s usually pumping out of her Hatch Sound Machine. What’s more, we were able to adjust the volume on this sound machine whenever family members we were sharing our suite with got too loud! Best Refillable Water Bottle for Disney Travel: LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 LARQ LARQ Bottle PureVis™ 2 Built-in filter for fresh water in the parks! Final Sale: $109 $119 Plant-based filter proven effective against a range of pollutants (including that horribly metallic taste from public water sources)  Sleek and stylish Chemical and stink-free Tracks hydration Self-cleans Filters out pollutants Staying hydrated in Disney is tricky. There are refill stations throughout the parks, but not nearly enough for someone who drinks as much H2O as I do on a daily basis. Still, I packed this refillable water bottle from LARQ because I wanted to test the filter feature. It did not disappoint! The water that comes out of those refill stations has what is, in my opinion, a metallic taste. But hey, it’s free. This self-cleaning water bottle took that taste away completely. Speaking of self-cleaning, I didn’t have to worry about cleaning this water bottle out after our long days in the park. All I had to do was keep it charged so it could do the work for me! Best Diaper Bag for Disney With Kids: No Reception Club Getaway Bag No Reception Club No Reception Club Getaway Bag Travel Bundle with Sidekick Diaper bag with the easiest access to everything! Final Sale: $275 $320 Lightweight yet rugged  Lined bottom compartment for wet items Fits everyday essentials with room for parent must-haves 19.7” Height x 10.2” Width x 6.5” Depth Insulated lunch bag Customizable shelves Comes with stroller clips Meets airline personal item size requirement I have been on the hunt for the perfect diaper bag since my daughter was born. This is the fourth and best one I’ve tested! My biggest want in a diaper bag was something that I could access what I needed easily. That doesn’t feel like that large of an ask, but I discovered it was after my first diaper bag! With other options, I always ended up taking everything out in order to find what I needed. But with this No Reception Club backpack, I can get what I need without that added (and inconvenient) step. One of the best features this bag comes with are the customizable shelves that can be adjusted (or taken out) to fit whatever you need. Other features parents will appreciate include the changing pad and lined bottom portion of the bag that’s perfect for stowing wet or soiled clothing. Did I mention this bag is a TSA-approved size for a carry-on? Like I said, perfect. Best (and Most Comfortable) Clothing for Disney Parks: Disney x lululemon I’m a big fan of wearing workout clothes to the parks for their breathability and sweat-wicking properties. So when I heard about lululemon’s collaboration with Disney, I knew I needed some pieces for our trip. Did I wash and rewear these Minnie Mouse high-rise pants and matching tank top for multiple days? Yes, yes I did. These may be designed for yoga, but they’re perfect for park days too. They’re lined for coverage and made of a buttery-soft fabric that’s practically weightless. I love this material because it moves with me whether I’m squatting down to fold up the stroller or running to meet my Lightning Lane time. If you’re headed to Disney with a toddler, I hope you consider some of these recommendations to make your life easier! Want more travel recommendations? Keep reading! The Best Carry-on Bag for Your Text Trip Source link