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whimsithea · 11 months

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♡ Comfy & Cozy Ask Prompts ♡

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SFW

(CW ♡ food related questions #29-39)

Do you prefer Saturdays or Sundays, why?

Do you prefer to spend days off in your own company, or with a friend/lover?

Do you own squishmallows or stuffed animals?

Do you have a special item? What is it? [Post a pic if you are comfy!]

Do you collect anything? Why? [Post a pic if you are comfy!]

What’s your coziest spot? Your bed, a loveseat, a nook, etc. [Post a pic if you are comfy!]

When’s the last time you made a blanket fort?

What does your perfect day of rest look like?

Do you do any care tasks on your days off? What do you do?

What’s a chore you refuse to do on days off?

What’s your favorite way to end the day?

Do you have a bedtime routine? What does it look like?

What’s your comfiest outfit? [Post a pic, if you are comfy! Describe the clothes if not!]

Do you feel comfiest while barefoot or in socks?

Do you own any fluffy or thigh high socks?

Makeup wearers: do you stay bare faced on your cozy days, or do you still like to doll up?

What is your at home hairstyle? Loose, braided, etc. [Post a pic, if you are comfy! Describe the style if not!]

Do you own a onesie? Is it themed?

Do you own slippers? (Bonus points if theyre animal themed!)

What’s your skincare routine?

Do you have a favorite skin care product?

What’s your shower routine?

Do you take bubble baths or use bath bombs? Whats your favorite product for this?

Do you get your nails done, get pedicures, or do you maintain your natural nails?

Do you do any hair masks? Could you recommend your favorite?

What’s your favorite perfume, cologne or body spray?

What’s your favorite candle scent or room spray?

Do you burn incense? If yes, whats your favorite?

Do you have a comfort meal, if so what is it?

What’s a meal you still eat from your childhood?

Whats a food you never get tired of eating?

Whats your favorite kind of tea?

Whats a drink you never get tired of drinking?

How do you like your coffee?

Do you like to bake sweets or savories?

Do you prefer cake or bread?

Are you lactose intolerant, but eat dairy anyways? Whats the dairy food you cant give up?

Do you prefer soup or sandwiches? And whats your favorite kind?

Do you prefer to eat and watch something at the same time, or do you like to eat in the quiet?

Do you prefer movies, anime, or tv shows/series?

What’s your favorite film genre(s)?

What’s a film/series you could watch over and over again?

Do you have a favorite movie to watch while lounging? What is it?

Do you like to be creative? Whats your favorite way to create?

If you’re an artist, do you prefer traditional or digital art?

Do you like to journal or use a planner?

Have you ever tried trash journaling?

Do you like to read? Do you have a favorite book or series?

Do you enjoy audiobooks or podcasts? Do you have a favorite?

Do you have any reading goals?

Do you play video games? Whats your favorite game or series?

Do you play on PC, Xbox, Playstation, or Nintendo?

Do you play on any elder consoles?

What’s your favorite game genre? Ex: shooters, survival, cozy, puzzles, open world, etc.

What’s a game you liked so much that you’ve played through it more than once?

#text #ask prompt #ask me #ask me questions #ask game #ask me anything #questions #question prompts #cozy #cozy questions #cozy prompts #comfort #comfy #cute prompts #cute asks #cozy ask prompt #sfw ask prompts #sfw #sfw questions

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maphel-n-doodles · 1 year

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For the prompt: tobi in noise cancelling headphones wrapped in a weighted blanket comfy as hecc

#ask #my art #senju tobirama #naruto #he looks cozy and i want his blanket #sighs gently #okay this prompt actually helped me w my slump #ty anon

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static-electric-dreams · 29 days

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Calico cat and a cozy autumn sweater?

Grandma and her cup of tea to warm her on this chilly autumn day... ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

Thank you for the prompt; this was healing to my soul. 🎃😺🧶

#robot art #digital art #sfw furry #cat fursona #cat furry #catgirl #nay... catLADY #cat grandma #grandma #calico #calico cat #autumn #fall #cozy #prompt art #ask art #ask box #flutterclouds #thanks for the ask!

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seasidepierre · 2 years

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Oc/reader vs charles for the comfiest blanket? Adore you!

Adore you too, Nonie 🥹🫶🏻

You're not gonna lie, you knew your fave past time on track was seriously a soresight in the garage. While everyone was listening attentively to the radios and watching the race with laser focused eyes, you were knitting behind a pile of boxes, managing your stress by keeping your mind and hands busy. You'd knitted a lot, already, while dating Charles. Each season spent next to him brought a set of matching jumpers for you and him, your first one having a couple of holes from missed stitches here and there. But Charles loved his forest green jumper with your initials on the sleeve to bits, so he never really minded the fact that he looked like he got into a first fight with a cat when he wore it. You promised a couple of times that you'd fix it, but he loved it, holes included.

So when, during the interseason, you decided to tackle a blanket, Charles' racing friends originally laughed at you. Charles joined on the fun, half heartedly. He knew better than to blatantly tease you on this, when he knew it was just a way for you to keep your nerves in check.

The blanket had turned out to be amazing.

Well.. amazing to a certain degree, because you couldn't fit two people underneath it and Charles had developed a certain affection for it.

Long story short: you often fought for the damn blanket.

"Charles, where's the blanket?" You called out to him.

You could hear the piano in the living room, there was no doubt he was playing right as you spoke out.

"No idea!" He replied.

You sighed, sitting on the bed. The days had turned cold, even in sunny Monaco. You were freezing your butt off and couldn’t wait to wrap yourself, burrito style, in that damn fluffy and soft blanket that you spent forever knitting with knitting needles so big they could have been murder weapons.

You decided to go check the living room. Maybe Charles took it to the couch and forgot he had left it there.

But the vision you got greeted by was of your boyfriend wrapped in the blanket, sitting at his piano, pouring his soul on the keys.

“So you haven’t seen the blanket, huh?” You smirked.

“Nope. I only see black and white keys, look,” He demonstrated, showing his field of vision by cupping his face with both hands on each side of it.

“You’re annoying, Charlie, I’m cold.”

“Yeah, well so am I.”

“I knitted that thing. I should have the priority over it.”

“You should have knitted it bigger, then. At least we could cuddle underneath it.”

“You know, if we really put an effort into it, we’d both fit under it.”

“Huh?” Charles stopped playing.

“Come lay on the couch, big boy. I’ll show you how you can fit two bodies under a blanket.”

Charles’ weight resting on your entire body as he piled onto yours ended up being the perfect addition to your already extra comfortable blanket. Just like Rose and Jack, there sure was enough space to fit two people, actually..

#ask #prompted writing #cozy night #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc self insert

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artcake · 1 year

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Hmm, what about Spencer with a stuffed animal?

#Spencer reid #Criminal minds #criminal minds fanart #stuffed animals #Stuffed bear #Just a big cozy friend #Holiday prompts #Asks #Sketch #Fan art #My art

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kitweewoos · 5 months

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“I’m your husband. It’s my job.” + Cozy Trio pls

transitive property of marriage

Summary:

One early morning in the Upton-Halstead-Gerwitz household, featuring crepes.

Rating:

General Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships:

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz & Hailey Upton

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz/Jay Halstead

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz/Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton

Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton

Additional Tags:

Established Relationship

Polyamory

Domestic Fluff

Fluff

[read it on ao3]

#chicago pd #cpd #one chicago #cozy trio #hailey & mouse #moustead #upstead #ask tag #talk to me #gregorygerwitz #a tag for alex #kit creates #prompt tag

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anarchy-and-piglins · 2 years

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For your latest ask, Techno, Phil, and Steve just having a cozy day in? (Perhaps some hot chocolate? /nf /j)

Some days just beg to be experienced in the great outdoors. Some days, the sunlight reflects off the snow outside their cabin beautiful, a kaleidoscope of colors in ever flake. And the cold tundra air feels more like a gentle caress than the harsh cut to bone it should rightfully be. Some days, it fills their lungs with crisp renewal, of lives rebuilt out of ashes and the exploration of something new.

Today is not one of those days.

Phil is looking out the window as he stirs a pot of milk he’s heating on the stove, but he can’t see much more than two feet outside before his vision is obscured by a flurry of hail. The window shakes sometimes, when the gust turns and batters the cabin relentlessly. Techno used trapdoors, for some unfathomable reason. Phil’s inner builder was always a bit offended at that, but Techno is a grown ass adult so if he wants to live in a house with the structural integrity of a barn, who is Phil to judge?

With all the animals in here, it’s not entirely unfitting either.

An entire litter of puppies is yipping at Phil’s feet. Techno brought them inside because of the storm. While the older hounds would just huddle together for warmth, protected from the worst of the blizzard by their fur, Techno was worried the small ones wouldn’t fare as well. Phil know, of course, that this is utter bullshit. In the middle of the dog pile, these puppies would be just as save as they are here in front of the cozy fire. Techno is just too embarrassed to admit he likes having the little fucks inside.

Baba is inside too, where she usually wouldn’t be. But today she had followed Steve’s example and lumbered in when Techno urged them through the door. Steve is more than content to lie on the floor at Techno’s feet, allowing the piglin to use him as a glorified footstool. Phil snorts when he sees that upon turning around. Steve really allows Techno to get away with anything. Phil would be growled at for even looking at that bear wrong.

He still walks over, handing Techno one of the mugs he has filled with the heated milk and some pieces of chocolate. “Here you go, mate.”

Techno hums appreciatively, using the spoon to turn Phil’s concoction into chocolate milk. Phil sits down besides him, nudging Steve over with his leg. It doesn’t really do anything.

“Any plans for today,” Phil asks, despite himself.

With a soft chuckle, Technoblade picks up his book again. He’s about halfway through The Golden Bough for probably the hundred time. “This.”

“This?” Phil says. He takes a sip of the hot chocolate.

“Exactly this,” Techno repeats. “This is good.”

“It is...” Phil sighs, settling back. Then he frowns. “Have we gotten boring?”

“Probably.”

“It’s a far cry from blowing up nations, I’ll say.”

“But it’s not half bad,” Techno nods.

Phil leans back. When he does that, their arms touch and his head can kinda lean on the couch but also against Techno’s shoulder. Outside, there’s nothing but snow. Ranboo will probably come by for dinner, he thinks.

Phil smiles. “It’s not half bad.”

#technoblade #philza #Shara writes #asks #writing prompts #<3 ty this was cozy to write

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lovelyprincessn64 · 7 months

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Thanksgiving Day request event

Gobble gobble that's right this is the month of feast in the middle of the cozy autumn and this year is something special for the middle of November welcome to the Thanksgiving request event everything evolving around food and all kinds of crazy things that go bumping in the middle of fall.

Step right up and don't be shy but most importantly watch out for the Black Friday apocalypse and here is today's menu for a special month of the turkey.

1. Shopping for ingredients

2. Black Friday chaos

3. Cozy nights

4. Turkey day

5. Hunting for turkeys

6. Your ocs (Thanksgiving theme or your choice of picking)

7. Arts n crafts

8. Cooking for dinner

9. Cookbook

10. Thanksgiving Massacre

11. Leftovers

12. Thanksgiving specials

13. Clean up party

14. Animal Crossing

15. Horror themes

16. Decorations party

17. Room for dessert

18. Charlie Brown

19. A new day A New Hope

20. Day off from work

21. Food fight

22. Hungry night

23. Babysitting kids

24. A special toast

25. Raking up leaves

26. Wholesome love

27. Commercials (fan made or references as long if it's good)

28. Parodies of laughing

29. Mischievous Pranksters

30. Sweet as honey

31. To do list

32. Pumpkin harvesting

33. Getting ready for Christmas

34. Order up

35. A day with family

36. Freebirds

37. Break from school

38. Day of madness

39. Japan Thanksgiving theme

40. Delicious goodies

41. Crazy cinnamon day

42. Yuffie's birthday

43. Baking bread for days

44. Jammed up

45. Rosalina's birthday

46. Any type of Thanksgiving theme

47. Thanksgiving prompts

48. Bakery fun time

49. Brightful smile

50. Lovely picnic

51. Sandwich crazy

52. National Men's Day

53. Deep fried days

54. Redraws

55. Nostalgic November

56. Good old times along with old days

57. Delicious evening

58. DIYs

59. Pie of your choice

60. Chilling in cabins

61. Sleepy hibernation

62. Lazy days

63. Aesthetics of choice

64. Craving for tea

65. Dancing dinner table

66. Lame rainy days

67. Fairy tale story time

68. Doodle skits

69. Making scarecrows

70. Playing with board games

71. Biking in forest

72. Hiking through nature

73. Magical Library

74. Ready for vacation

75. Turkey chasing

76. Egg Fest

77. Feeling dozy

78. AUs

79. Parade or Festival

80. Overcooked burnt

81. Busy Chef's Kitchen

82. Love for autumn

83. Retro style of dinner

84. thickgiving

85. Going nuts

86. Writing a wish list

87. Don't beef with me

88. Disney themed of Wonder

89. Are we there yet

90. Sneaking in the kitchen

91. Nostalgic wave of feeling

92. Non-stop Marathon

93. Teamwork friendship

94. What can possibly go wrong

95. Chores of pain

96. Creative mind of Art

97. Starbucks yummy

98. Where's the turkey

99. Hungry appetite

100. Dinner is served

101. Early bird gets the worm

102. Some Creepypastas

103. Wishing for December

104. Wishing on a shooting star

105. Some errands to do

106. Hellish consumers

107. Butter up too exotic

108. Cranberry Harvest

109. Cheesy macaroni

110. Vegan options / alternatives

112. Satire / joke arts

113. Mustard or ketchup

114. Mashy potatoes

115. Too much stuffing

116. pumpkin pie crazy

117. Setting up the table

118. Stayed in bed

119. Too big of sweet

200. Eating up a feast

201. Crazy competition

202. Kawaii seasoning

203. Leafy collection

204. 1950s style

205. Thankful in grace

206. Lumberjack season

207. Jocks around

208. Spicy Danger

209. Exploring the abandon

210. Determination of heart

211. Bacon alive

212. Wildest imaginations

213. Horrific pilgrims

214. Hunting for shinies

215. Best of variety

216. Apple cider bar

217. Enjoying the sunrise

218. Creamy peaches

219. Dead plate

220. Juicy apples

221. Apple cider day

222. Marmalade sky

223. Food wars

224. Mai Valentine's birthday

225. Mai Valentine dressed in lingerie

226. Cake for my Minnie Mouse

227. Minnie Mouse’s Birthday

228. Gifts for my Mickey

229. Mickey Mouse day

230. American Thanksgiving

Disclaimer: unlike normal requests you have to request on November theme / Thanksgiving theme also if you prefer something Halloweenish feel free to go to the Halloween request event.

Note: I'll be adding and updating the list if I come up with something creative be on the lookout for that also be sure to read the rules before sending me requests please be understandable and thank you and have a great Thanksgiving one more thing have fun~🍗🍖🍳🍽

If you like feel free to send me a suggestion to add on the list of the prompts list I am now opening to suggestions to what to add on the list that is considered match to the theme leave them down in the comments below if you got a very good idea or possibly for a future adding to a different one.

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legolasghosty · 2 years

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Hi Legolas! Can I have exploring a castle for Juke please?

Hiii! So so sorry for how long this took, life is a mess. And sorry for the little bit of angstiness at the beginning. A friend was complaining that I make them too happy all the time, lol! Anyways, enjoy!

Julie jolted upright in bed, her skin clammy and her heart racing. She glanced around the dark Ravenclaw dorm, the curtains around her bed creating long shadows across the stone floor in the pale moonlight. The room was still and quiet. She could hear Flynn’s even breathing from the bed next to her in the silence. Usually Julie liked the quiet tranquility of Ravenclaw tower, but sometimes it was just too much. Or not enough. She didn’t know. She couldn’t think over the pounding in her head, the screams that echoed in her ears, this bright flashes and falling figure she wished she could forget having ever seen.

During the day, she could usually push down the memories and the nightmares, but the dark, silent nights were another matter altogether. She couldn’t keep her guard up while she was asleep. And there wasn’t really much she could do to help herself on nights like this. Usually she would just go down to the common room with a book and read or study until her dormmates arose and she could get dressed in her usual black robes and go to breakfast. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be able to sit still enough for that tonight though.

Julie climbed out of her bed and slid her feet into the slippers beside her bed. She grabbed a loose, dark green jumper from the pile of clothes on her trunk. As she slipped it over her head, she breathed in the warm scent of coconut and basil. It was Willie’s then. She let the long sleeves fall down over her hands as she was partially swallowed by her friend’s jumper. Slipping out the door, she headed down to the common room.

She paused beside a comfy armchair, wishing that words on a page could be enough to calm her fraying nerves, but left it behind in favor of carefully exiting the Ravenclaw dorm altogether. She just had to keep moving, keep ahead of the memories of her mother. Of the shouting, the threats, the magical blast and evil laughter that stole Rose away from Julie and her family.

Heart racing, Julie sped up. Most of the ghosts and professors were sympathetic toward her, having known and loved Rose and respecting Julie as a good student, so she wasn’t too worried about being caught. She just had to keep walking, keep moving, create enough wind with her quick steps to blow away the nightmares. Her slippers slapped quietly against the stones as she hurried down a staircase, going nowhere.

Suddenly, just as she rounded a corner, there was something in front of her. Julie jumped backwards, biting her lip to keep from screaming as she fumbled for her wand. But it wasn’t there. Because she was still in her nightgown and Willie’s jumper. And the dark form before her was coming closer. Julie couldn’t breathe, couldn't think, couldn’t-

“Jules?” a familiar voice said as a little ball of light appeared between her and…

“Luke,” Julie breathed, relieved to discover that it was only her boyfriend there.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Luke joked, his face splitting into that familiar smirk.

Julie couldn’t hold back her wince at his choice of words, even though the logical part of her brain knew he was just recalling the first day they’d met. She tried to force a laugh, but it sounded hollow and pained.

Luke’s smile melted at her reaction. “Hey, what’s going on?” he said softly, lowering his wand and taking her hand.

“Nothing,” Julie tried, though she didn’t attempt to pull away from him. She hadn’t told anyone about her nightmares outside of Flynn, not because she didn’t trust her little school family with her life, but because she didn’t want to dump it on them. “What are you doing out here so late?�� she asked, trying to shift the focus.

“Just needed some space,” Luke responded with a shrug.

Julie noticed the dark orange and brown jacket around his shoulders and remembered the bright red envelope an owl had dropped on Luke’s plate at breakfast that morning. She didn’t push. Luke would talk if he needed to. “Me too I guess,” she admitted, squeezing his hand.

Luke gave her a little smile, then pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good,” he muttered, tapping it with his wand.

Even though Julie had seen the map fill itself in dozens of times, it was still pretty cool to watch.

“So there’s this other level to it that I found the other day,” Luke said, tapping it again. Julie stared as the view shifted to show tiles and balconies instead of halls.

“Is that the castle from the top?” she asked, noting the layout.

“I think so, yeah,” Luke said excitedly. “And over here,” he added, tapping one part of it with his finger, “I there there’s some other rooms. They aren’t on any other maps I’ve seen, but they shouldn’t be too hard to get to if this is right.”

Julie stared at the odd little domes near the northern corner of the building. Luke was right, she couldn’t think of any rooms in that part of the castle with ceilings like that. And Luke was giving her that hopeful look, and she was still hearing cruel laughter in her ears and seeing green light when she blinked.

“Well, I guess we gotta find out what it is,” she decided.

“Heck yeah,” Luke crowed, grinning. “Come on,” he said, adjusting his grip on her hand and starting to run down the corridor, his wand lighting the way.

“Slow down,” she laughed as they rounded a corner and hurried up a flight of stairs.

“Where’s the fun in going slow?” Luke retorted between breaths.

Suddenly, they heard a crash from the hallway ahead.

“Hide,” Julie yelped, pulling Luke into a closet.

She shut the door behind them as Luke extinguished the light on his wand tip and cleared the map. In the darkness, she could feel the shelves against her back. Luke’s breath brushed her cheek in the small space as they waited. After a minute of suspenseful silence, they heard something whoosh by outside, cackling.

“Peeves,” Luke muttered once it was quiet again. He cracked open the door and glanced both ways. “Okay, I think we’re clear.”

“Hang on,” Julie whispered, pulling him back toward her. He gave her a confused look, but it melted away when she pushed up onto her toes and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Come on, let’s go,” she smirked, leading the way out of the closet.

Luke chuckled, blushing, as they continued down the hall. A few minutes later, they arrived in the area that semed to be just below the rooms they’d spotted on the map. Luke pulled the map back out of his pocket and filled it in, glancing around them. Julie checked the doors around them as Luke tried to find a staircase or a door on the map.

“I think there should be another opening here,” Luke mused, wandering over to a bare patch of wall. “Maybe it got blocked up?”

Julie joined him and rolled up her sleeve to run a hand over the rough stone blocks. “I wonder why they would just close up a-”

She stopped talking as her fingers found an gap between the bricks. It felt like…

“Got it!” she exclaimed, pulling the little switch. The section of wall melted away to reveal a set of narrow steps.

Luke cheered, then turned to her with a huge grin. She returned it and grabbed his hand as they ran up the stairs. She would usually think a bit more before jumping into something like this, but she was sick of feeling lousy. Adventures with Luke were always fun. Fun was what she needed.

When they reached the top of the steps, they both froze, staring around the shadowy room in awe. Because the room was clearly made for music. A shiny black grand piano sits quietly against one wall of the round room. A bunch of shelves filled with music books and sheet music are scattered around the space. In the center of the room was a huge pillar with a bunch of compartments cut into it. Some of them were smaller than Julie’s history of magic book, but others were bigger than she was tall. The whole room was dimly lit by slivers of moonlight coming through narrow skylights in the domed ceiling.

“Whoa,” Luke breathed.

Julie could only nod in agreement as they moved further into the space. The piano seemed to be calling her name, and who was she to ignore such a summons. She sat on the wine colored cushion of the bench and lifted the cover on the keys. The octaves seemed clean(thank Merlin for ongoing cleaning charms), so she carefully touched the middle C. It rang out through the room, gentle and clear. Julie breathed in, letting the moonlight wash over her and chase away the last remnants of her dream.

“Play something with me?” Luke asked.

Julie glanced over to see him pulling an acoustic guitar from one of the compartments in the center pillar. She smiled and tilted her head, beckoning him over to her side. “Bright?” she suggested as he pulled over a stool and settled himself beside her.

“You’re the boss,” he joked, checking the tuning of the strings before positioning his hand on the frets.

She giggled and rested her fingers on the ivory keys for a moment before starting the song.

“Sometimes I think I’m falling down, I wanna cry, I’m calling out…”

Julie wasn’t sure how long they stayed there, singing and playing together by the light of the moon and Luke’s wand. Sometimes they would play things they or their friends had written, sometimes it was things they heard on the radio or at concerts. When the room started to get lighter, the first rays of sunlight trickling through the skylights, they slipped back down the stairs and headed for Ravenclaw tower.

“Thank you for this, Luke,” Julie murmured as they arrived outside her common room. “I… I needed that.”

“So did I,” Luke admitted. He stepped a bit closer, one hand reaching up to cup her jaw. “More than you know.”

Julie leaned into his palm, relishing the warmth. “Anytime,” she promised as she pressed her lips gently against his.

The kiss was soft and slow, both of their motions made sluggish by the sleepless night. Luke’s other hand fell to rest on her waist, pulling her closer as she brushed her fingertips against the back of his neck. When they separated, Julie just rested her forehead against his instead of pulling away.

“Good morning,” she whispered.

“Yeah, it is,” Luke chuckled.

Julie pressed one more quick peck to his lips, then stepped back to enter her dorm. “See you at breakfast,” she called softly over her shoulder.

“See ya,” Luke echoed as he walked toward the stairs.

Julie answered an easy riddle and returned to her dorm. The night had started out pretty rocky. And it might have not been a planned date. But, as she climbs into bed and drifts off for the last couple of hours till she has to be up for class, she knows she doesn’t regret a single moment with Luke tonight.

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metagalacticx · 2 years

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drive-in movie date, dinner at a fast-food place at one a.m.

fictober day ?+1✨

this isn’t relevant to the story but: i miss them ❣️

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They’re barely two miles outside of Beacon Hills when Mason starts dozing off, head tipped against the glass and his scarf bunched up around his neck.

He should be in bed.

If Corey were stronger, he thinks Mason would be. Curled up by his side and wrapped in his favourite blankets with a bowl of soup on the night table. But Corey’s developed incredible resistance to nearly every strain of Mason Hewitt’s persuasive techniques.

He knows Mason’s Mom would disapprove of him being out of the house with a cold, but Mason laid the facts bare and Corey couldn’t argue, especially with the sore throated raspiness he used to declare that he wasn’t really sick.

Fact number 1: this was the last weekend they’d be spending together for at least two months and they’d been planning this one for a while.

Fact number 2: Would you really want to leave without having a fancy dinner with me? I got all dressed up.

Fact number 3: you love me.

There was something about the way he said ‘You love me’, like he was asking. Like he wasn’t sure the answer would still be yes.

Corey had scooped him in a hug and sighed. Because yes, he absolutely did. Does. Forever will.

So here they are on their way to a drive-in movie, Mason asleep in the passenger seat and rain clouds hovering above, fanning the flames of uncertainty and guilt roiling in Corey’s gut.

Mason shifts a few times, and Corey looks over with mounting concern, but his breathing remains stable.

Corey wants to wrap him in the blankets they brought, but he doesn’t want to pull over for that, so he toes the accelerator a little more firmly and tries to outrun the clouds.

They don’t make it. In that they do, but the clouds get there before them. Rain pelts the roof of the car, unceasing in its onslaught. The ground is punctured repeatedly and left with widening puddles of silt. And just like that, the planned date is all but ruined. He’s a little anxious to wake Mason, so at first he just sits there with the car in park while his boyfriend snores lightly in the seat next to him. He bites his lip and stares straight ahead, hoping that the rain will ease enough for the event to be uncancelled.

But they have no such luck.

When Mason finally stirs Corey smiles, loose and tender.

"What happened?"

"Sorry," he says, about everything. He figures no explanation he could give would matter anyway. He’s just sorry about it all.

Mason’s eyes go round and he straightens, looking around like he could find a spot to peek through the steady sheet of rain. Like he could see in the dark. "Oh... We can still do dinner, right?"

"We kinda missed the time…"

"How long was I asleep?"

Corey isn’t exactly sure but he thinks it’s pointless to fill in the rest of the story, because it doesn’t matter now. But he can tell Mason wants to, so he tells him about the rain and what time it started, how heavy it got. He tells him about the reservation and how long ago it was booked for. He checks the time on the dashboard and tries not to wince as he watches Mason’s face fall when he tells him how long he was asleep in the passenger seat.

"Sorry," he mumbles, and Corey doesn’t like it.

Corey wants to wrap him up, keep him warm. So he leans over the console and takes him in his arms. Mason sags against him and they both take deep breaths. On the exhale Mason coughs.

"You okay?"

He brings his hands to Mason’s back and rubs.

Mason hums and squeezes Corey closer. His forehead is warm against his neck, fingertips burning through his shirt.

"We should get you home."

Mason coughs again. "Can we get food first?"

Corey smiles, "Yeah. We passed a Wendy’s a little ways back. We could probably make it. But I think we should stop somewhere else and get you some soup."

"No soup," Mason groans. Corey chuckles because the protest devolves into a coughing fit.

"Your Mom wouldn’t like it if I didn’t at least buy you some."

"Fine," he drags out. "No chicken, though. That’s for sick people. I’m just having an off day."

#asks #teen wolf #mason hewitt #corey bryant #morey #ficx #i am also sick so maybe that’s why this happened but also i think they should be warm and cozy at all times and corey’ll make sure of that #also i’m sorry none of the prompt made it into the story but that’s just what my brain came up with #why does tumblr hate me #that’s not where i put the read more break lol and i’m scared to even check if a part of the ficlet got deleted……..

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