#winter and warmth

[coffeebrownn]

[arinmoss]

Mr. Elliott Stardew Valley once again U_U

[gina025]

Sweater weather

[skruttet]

From the creators of Snufkin: Melody of Moominvalley comes a heartwarming new adventure inspired by the beloved Moomin stories by Tove Jansson. This time, join Moomintroll himself on a charming but cold winter journey.

When Moomintroll unexpectedly wakes up early from his winter hibernation, he finds himself completely alone for the first time, in a world he barely recognizes. The familiar landscape of Moominvalley is now cloaked in the frosty veil of the Lady of the Cold. Initially seeking someone to care for him and longing to banish winter, young Moomintroll reluctantly embarks on a journey into the unknown, learning to forge new friendships and help those in greater need than himself.

Moomintroll: Winter's Warmth is a story-driven, cozy puzzle adventure that lets you return to the enchanting Moominvalley through the creative lens of the award-winning indie studio Hyper Games. While not a direct sequel to Snufkin: Melody of Moominvalley, it is a spiritual successor with many similarities. You can enjoy both games on their own, and in any order you’d like.

[gilly-moon]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙

[juniperhillpatient]

I have an emergency announcement & it’s that churchs tail is wrapped around damon

[cozy-brew]

I miss winter vibes

Source

[leselfov]

[gina025]

Yes, please!

[skruttet]

Moomintroll: Winter's Warmth | Announcement teaser | ムーミントロール

NEW MOOMIN GAME BY HYPER GAMES COMING NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!!

[canisalbus]

Initially, I wanted to draw him as a tiny pubby wearing a sock as a bodysuit for Warmth but that was Beyond My Skill Level and thus the compromise

He will be Toasty

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[priestblaster]

there's something so funny about the people who claim that butch femme dynamics are heteronormative like chat is it heteronormative to be homosexually attracted to women who break the gender norms and barriers ?? "why be with a woman who looks like a man when you could just go be with a man" CHAT IS IT HETERONORMATIVE TO BE A LESBIAN ??

[intertexts]

what did u expect from me!

[aventurineswife]

Aventurine with a reader who prefers to spend more time indoors during winter. (oh to be born in winter and despise the winter weather itself)

-Smooch Anon 💋

Where the Cold Can’t Touch Us

Summary: You prefer to stay indoors, safe from the winter chill. Aventurine understands your distaste for the cold yet finds a playful way to coax you out of your comfort zone. Suggesting a wager, he challenges you to a game of cards: if you lose, you must brave a winter stroll with him.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Established Relationship, Fluff, Cozy moments, Winter Special, Playful banter, Gentle teasing, Warmth in the cold, Indoor dates, Sweet gestures, Companionship.

As winter's chill wraps itself around the city, you find yourself once again nestled indoors, wrapped in the warm, soft embrace of blankets and layers. The frosty air outside and the biting winds are not your friends—winter may have birthed you, but it certainly hasn’t won your favor. Fortunately, a certain blond gambler with vibrant eyes understands this about you perfectly. And, as always, Aventurine finds a way to make even your self-imposed winter sanctuary a place of light and laughter.

You’re sitting by the window, a cup of tea warming your hands, when you feel the sofa dip beside you. Aventurine slides in, his arms draped casually over the back, wearing that playful smirk that always gives him away.

“I see my favorite winter hibernator is hard at work,” he teases, eyes glinting with mischief as he wraps his arm around you, gently pulling you closer. “Tell me, love—if you despise the cold so much, why insist on being born in winter?”

“It wasn’t exactly my choice,” you reply, rolling your eyes. “Believe me, if I had a say, I would’ve picked a sunnier season.”

He chuckles, his voice rich with amusement. “Consider it fate, then. The chill just had to bring something warm to this world.”

You blush slightly at the compliment, nestling further into his side, the warmth of his presence seeping through the layers of blankets. Aventurine tilts his head back thoughtfully, as if considering some new scheme. With him, everything is a game, even these cozy moments, where he skillfully makes you forget the dreariness of the season.

“Since you refuse to step out,” he continues with a dramatic sigh, “it looks like I’ll have to bring the entertainment to you. How does a little winter wager sound?”

“A wager?” You raise an eyebrow. “What are we betting on this time?”

He pulls a deck of cards from his pocket, shuffling it with practiced grace. “A simple game of chance. If you win, I’ll stay in and play the dutiful winter companion. If I win, you’ll have to endure a brief winter stroll with me—nothing too far, just enough to get a bit of rosy color in those cheeks.”

You laugh, knowing full well he’ll somehow manage to twist the game in his favor. Still, you agree, because with Aventurine, even a losing hand feels like a victory.

In the end, after a series of close calls and playful accusations of cheating, you “lose,” as expected. But as you bundle up reluctantly, Aventurine takes your hand and leads you to the balcony instead of out into the cold streets. You pause, looking up at him, confusion etched on your face.

“I thought you’d try to drag me outside.” you say, shivering slightly as a gust of cold air swirls around you.

“True,” he replies, slipping an arm around you to pull you closer. “But I couldn’t make you too uncomfortable, could I? Besides, this way, you get your fresh air, and I get to keep you right where I like you—next to me, warm and cozy.”

Aventurine’s warmth, combined with the gentle embrace, makes the winter seem almost bearable. His presence is all you need, a reminder that even the coldest days can be filled with warmth as long as he’s by your side.

[peppermintsticks]

2 different kinds of pale people at the beach

[tothegirlwiththemousyhair]

Intertwined and gladly so.

♡︎

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Reader is a bit scared Bucky will get bored of the pattern they're settling into, even though they desperately crave the security of it.

Bucky turns out to be sharing that same desperate desire for stability.

Themes: Fluff, Comfort, Pre-established relationship, slight angst, brief mention of suggestive themes, adorable asf couple

Word count: 865

Notes: Can be read as any of Buck's eras post being the winter soldier!

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You and Bucky have been living together for a while now. The two of you may not always be at home, Bucky being busy with his missions and you being busy with your own tasks, but you do spend a lot of time with each other. The first thing you both see in the morning is eachother and so is the last thing at night. Bucky sees you when you’ve just woken up, when you’re so desperate for sleep that you can barely form a sentence, when you’re hungry and waiting for the last-minute lunch you’ve ordered to arrive, when you’ve stepped out of a shower wrapped in a towel and too cold to step out of the bathroom into your bedroom. He sees you when you are at your happiest, when your misery brings in sobs that go on for so long your eyes begin to feel like raisins, and when you’re tangled in sheets, the moans escaping you before you can think to trap them in your mouth.

Your sharing a home together caused a somewhat routine to be formed. Waking up together, having your shared idea of ‘breakfast’, beginning to get dressed and dealing with your respective errands, or just having a slow day or going out if you have a shared day off. Most people would begin to be upset by their relationship having a routine, being the same. 

Most people.

But you and Bucky are not ‘most people’.

At the start, when the two of you had just started actually living together (you already spent most of your time at each other's homes), you could feel the routine begin to form and it scared you a little bit. It scared you because it suggested that maybe Bucky would behave like all those immature men who sought out more risk, infidelity, and bad company to combat the fact that their home is unchanging. Men who cannot appreciate the fact that having a stable environment to return to at the end of the day is one of the biggest privileges that are simply not noticed enough.

Bucky is not one of those men. From the moment that routine had begun to form, James ‘Buchanan’ Barnes became far more happy. As someone who had been traumatised, tortured, and forced to murder brutally, coming back home to a pair of loving arms is more than he could ever ask for. Especially yours. The shared warmth the two of you have, falling asleep next to you, the privilege of seeing you as you are and being infatuated with the way you look in any state, the vulnerability of being as you are with each other and still being head-over-heels in love.

Of course this isn’t to say that your relationship is boring, far from it. The two of you experiment all of the time; new activities, places, vacation spots, meals, cafes, ways of expressing your unending affection towards each other, bedroom activities ;), etc. For example if one of you is very busy and won’t be around the house they leave cute notes for the other to read. Your shared favourite is definitely randomly crawling into the other’s arms with random bouts of affection.

One morning, about a month into living with each other, the two of you were laying in bed. It was fairly early in the morning and wind slipped into the room, along with tiny kisses from the sun landing on both of your forms. You were both wrapped up in sheets facing each other, limbs still intertwined from the cuddles Bucky had pulled you into the night before with the exception of his hands finally splitting from your back and waist to toy with your hair. The conversation you had feared having slipped out of you naturally, as your body forgot what anxiety had ever felt like. “Will you get bored of me, Bucky? Seeing my face all the time, spending so much time with me?” His face falls into a brief state of confusion “You know I could never get bored of your face or spending time with you, what are you talking about, doll?” 

“I mean, will you get bored of us sharing a routine, spending our days with each other?” The hesitance on your face is as telling as it possibly could be, that he’ll agree with the idea that you’ll eventually bore him. “How could I ever be bored of that? Of starting and ending everyday with you? Of coming home to someone and feeling, for the first time in as long as I can even remember, genuinely secure with someone? How can I get bored of that blessing, doll?” he pauses for a moment and the hesitance that remains on your face nudges him to continue, “Your arms feel like home, darling, and I haven’t had a home in ages, I could never get bored of you.” 

You slip into the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around his waist, giving him a small kiss on his neck, relieved that he also feels like home around you, that he feels the same warmth as you do when he’s holding you. The same feeling of absolute safety.

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