Coldweather truyện

Spraypaint and Mouse have survived being homeless quite well. But when a snowstorm comes over the city of North Creek, suddenly they face the challenge of finding a warm shelter. Turns out it's way harder to stay positive when your friend falls unconscious and is slowly growing colder in your arms. -------- This will be a short fic - up to 5/6 chapters. Original art on the cover from The Nightly Manor ep. 5, edited by me.

Kyungsoo is helping Sehun with his Christmas shopping, when something begins to bother him.

"you are my treasure" "i will keep you in my embrace" "forever" (if any ccs in this story are uncomfortable with this, it will be taken down immediately ) -possible trigger warnings: blood (might be more as the story goes on !)

She thought the past was buried. But the past never stopped watching. After years in hiding, Eva has built a quiet life deep in the woods, off-grid, off-radar, and alone. That all changes the night she finds a stranger bleeding against a tree and makes a choice she promised herself she'd never make again: she saves him. Lucian wakes in a remote cabin with a gunshot wound, a blurry memory, and a woman who knows far more than she says. He doesn't trust her. Not entirely. But when signs start appearing, and a dead man marked with a symbol from Eva's past, it becomes clear: someone's been inside. Someone's been watching. And they've left a message. A single photograph, taken from inside Eva's bedroom. As ghosts from Eva's violent history rise to the surface, she and Lucian must untangle the truth from the lies-and decide whether they're allies in a shared nightmare or pawns in something far darker. A slow-burn psychological thriller woven with mystery, trauma, and the haunting price of survival.

Dirk's messy past with Harper taught him to keep his guard up. But a brand new hoodie, the golden light of autumn, and your quiet persistence might just convince him to let someone in again.

Let this short story take you through the sights and smells of a foggy November morning.

Sano 'Mikey' Manjiro is warm. Not like, abnormally warm, or uncomfortably warm - just the kind of person with good circulation. It's sort of awesome because Takemichi takes after his mom and grandma and is more than a little prone to being chilly. This predisposition to a less-than-warm running temperature is part of why he's always bundled up in layers upon layers of clothing. Shirts, hoodies, jackets - anything he can find that offers even the tiniest reprieve from the chilly nights, he'll take it, even if it means sticking his ice-cube toes on his boyfriend's lovely warm skin.

female reader x male waking up on a cold winter day next to the love of your life

Jongdae always has to make sure his hyung stays warm.

When a supernatural blizzard engulfs the world on Christmas Eve, the crew from Dudes Steak - Rex the grill‑master, Carla the sharp‑tongued waitress, Benny the prankster, and their unlikely allies - must journey across frozen cities, haunted forests, and mythic realms to restore warmth to the earth. But the storm is no accident. Beneath the ice lies an ancient spirit of winter, awakened by greed and betrayal. To save Christmas - and humanity itself - the heroes must confront cosmic forces, forge new bonds, and discover the fire hidden within their own hearts. This is not just a holiday tale. It's a 200‑chapter epic of friendship, survival, and mythic destiny.

Ya wanna know how the snow got this color? Read to find out (I know I'm a bitch) Yo, let's be honest. I'm never gonna update this story coz I'm lazy & this story is aimed towards female readers (sorry!) Becuz it's just easier for me to write :) Ciao!

Kyungsoo hates his job as a pizza delivery boy, but one customer makes it all seem a little better.

Manola is a normal teen. She goes to school, she has controlling parents, and she hates math. But there's something different about her. So when disaster strikes her home, and people begin to change, will Manola stand by and watch, or will she be the difference?

If a groundhog can predict the weather, so can a moth who resides in Themyscria. Can she do it...? Happy Groundhog Day 2021

Summary: Mr. Wolf and Tod Foxwell find a secluded rooftop to catch their breath after a little... trouble. The night's rather brisk, but Mr. Wolf knows how to keep a fox warm. Vibe note: Just some lighthearted, pre-redemption Wolf/Tod fluff. No canon timeline placement here, just vibes! Also-seasonal dissonance? Yes. Do I care? No. Cold nights, warm Wolf.

A spin-off of "Places, Lights, Chris!" and "Photos, Cake, Marriage!" Newlyweds Chris and Jay Mirati have their honeymoon in Clinton, Michigan.

It was a glorious, colorful autumn. We'd just left the coffee shop. When we walked by, she had giggled and pulled me inside, saying, "C'mon, let's be basic white girls and get some pumpkin spice!" I don't like coffee. I never had. But when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I'd ever tasted. My hand still tingled where she grabbed it. As we walked through the park with our drinks, a light drizzle began to fall. She pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders. "Don't be silly," she giggled, pulling me under the umbrella with her. I couldn't help but laugh too, her laugh is infectious. As the sun started to shine again, she pulled me down to sit on a bench. She beamed down at me, and I could only gaze back adoringly. "So Ava..." She began. I knew this tone of voice, it's dangerous. "Who do you like?" She whispered, and I looked away. I wanted to say, 'you, you, a thousand times you. You're the only one I can ever think about. You're gorgeous and sweet and funny and...' Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my cup. She looked at me with a cautious smile. "If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?" "Okay." I said. "The person I like... ...is you." I drop my drink.

Adam Caldwell suffers from a rare condition called 'Sans-Lacrimae' which means he cannot produce tears when he is sad or when he is in pain. He was born on the outskirts of the city where the government is still cleaning up the post-war fallout. He frequently visits Sacred Heart Hospital, but he has no intention of being cured. Why? Read on to find out.

A walk down the street