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#Warming Up
whodonthear · 1 year
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Ig: kay.lvoe
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elenafromthesky · 5 months
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im-eating-rn · 1 month
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I’m very normal about Shane and also SDV.
((I really wanted to see what he does with the littles while the farmer is outside adventuring. This is just my headcanon))
((​MARNIE SEW A BLUE CHICKEN PLUSHIE WHEN SHANE GOT HIS FIRST KID I JUST KNOW THAT HAPPENED))
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begemotthedog · 7 months
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warming up drawings / real stuff sometimes be like:
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1whump-dump1 · 1 year
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Apollo 13 (1995)
During the flight Fred Haise developed a urinary tract infection and later kidney infections. These caused him to be in pain for most of the trip
(This is my favorite movie and I have no idea if anyone’s made gifs of this scene but if they have, I couldn’t find them, so I just sighed and said: Fine, I’ll do it myself...)
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kairukitsuneo · 5 months
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Let me warm up your cheeks🧡
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suburbanbonfire · 5 months
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kailer yamamoto for the portrait reqs? :D
A few people asked for Yams! He was not around when I did the Kraken Orb so he's one of the few I have not drawn yet. Very fun!
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foggy-milk · 8 months
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Gunnar Thrymson - Galloper Thompson
Missing him
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Dedicated to- @ellipuukangas 🫶 <3
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May I ask to place a kiss upon Nordic Bunny?
Already? Are you kidding me?
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(Questions to Dealer are still in queue, I’m on a break)
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warmblanketwhump · 1 year
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hiii love your drabbles so much, can you write something where a touch-starved character gets hypothermia and their teammates have to wrap them in a blanket burrito and cuddle them to warm them up? maybe they could take a cozy group nap together too '
thank you! here ya go!! ❄️
“Shhhhhh, bring them in here.”
“They’re blue.”
“I need warm blankets in here as fast as possible.”
“How did they last that long out there?”
“Because they’re a fighter, that’s why.”
B’s far too out of it to know who said what. The only present thought in their mind is cold.
Deep, bone-aching cold.
The fire within them died ages ago as they struggled to stay afloat in the icy water, trying not to sob as they screamed for help. Their limbs had lost all feeling, and their pleas had fallen to soft whimpers as they’d surrendered to their fate.
A fate they’d face alone, like they’d faced most things in their short life.
It was harder to face the end now, because for a brief moment, they’d had a glimmer of what belonging felt like. They were new to the team, lingering on the edges, trying to work up the courage to let themselves get closer and be a part of this complicated tangle of people, so different and yet so accepting, so welcoming, so close. People constantly leaning on one another, scooping each other up and carrying them around, curled up together on a couch watching something together, affectionate shoves and ruffles of hair.
At first, it had all just been too much for them. They’d flinched hard the first time A had reached for a hug, and A had snapped their hand back, face blushing and apologetic. From then on, the team was welcoming, full of kind words, but the offers of physical touch faded as B made their discomfort with it clear.
But lately, something strange had been transpiring in their body. A restlessness in their limbs, a buzzing feeling in their nerve endings, a pressing ache in their chest that felt a little like they were dying inside.
After several weeks, A realized that what they felt in their chest wasn’t fear—it was longing. They were desperate to be a part of the thing they’d cut themselves off from, but they didn’t know how to ask—so they resigned themselves to hugging their knees to their chest, inches apart from everyone else piled together on the couch, wondering if anyone would mind if they leaned their head on their shoulder.
They’d been working so hard to build up their courage. Just that last night, B had been on the verge of asking for a hug—something to soothe the anxious ball of nerves that had risen in their stomach at the thought of the mission at hand. But the mission alarms had sounded, and they’d missed their last chance. And now, they wouldn’t get another.
What would it have felt like? To be held like that? To hear the soft thud of someone’s heartbeat against your ear, the circle of someone’s arms clutching you close to their warmth as they cradled your head and buried their face in your hair?
It was something B would never know, but the thought was nice to dwell on in these last few moments. A hug. A warm, soft, hug, instead of these glass knives stabbing their every limb.
As they felt themselves fading away, they wondered if they were dreaming the shouts they heard.
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The next moments passed by in snapshots. A flash, then strong arms gripping them, pulling their soaking frame into the boat. Frantic hands tugging at frozen clothes, complicated by B’s stiff limbs. A rattling noise that they’d realize later was the sound of their own teeth chattering. The sound of the boat hitting land.
A few more flashes - out of the boat, in someone’s warm arms, a dry coat placed over them, being transported, cold, cold, cold….
After a while, the snapshots string together into sequences - being eased onto a soft bed, cold wet skin dried and covered in warm blankets, a warm hand pushing frozen hair off of their forehead, the sound of someone crying softly in the distance. And shivering. So much shivering.
When B finally has the strength to lift their heavy eyelids, their first sight is of the faces, several of them tear stained, all of them watching them intently. They’re wrapped in half a dozen blankets, propped up in a large, unfamiliar bed, while a large fire blazes in the nearby fireplace.
B can’t form words between their shivers and chattering teeth, but they’re awake enough to feel the soft, warm pajamas they’re now dressed in and the thick wool socks over their cold feet. Even so, their body’s internal heat seems to be switched off, pure ice in their veins. Under a pile of warmed blankets, hours after being rescued, they don’t feel warm at all. And there’s a constant shiver in their core that they can’t seem to stop. They’re so tired, and so, so cold.
“You scared us, B.” A’s voice cracks, and the other members of the team nod furiously.
B clutches the blankets closer to their chin, trying to hold the warmth closer to their chilled body, when they see A’s hand, white-knuckled and twisted in the top blanket on their bed, inches from their own.
They’re waiting for an invitation.
Slowly, shakily, B reaches their cold hand from under the blankets to place over A’s. A’s vision snaps up, and B tugs at their hand, more than a little desperate.
“Please. C-closer. M’ so c-cold.”
That’s all it takes for A to gently slide into the space next to them on the bed, slipping under the blankets and curling their body next to B’s, cocooning their trembling body in warm arms. The rest of them follow suit, until they’re wreathed in a tangled mess of warm limbs and sleepy bodies, each jostling for a place closer to them. B’s neurons nearly explode at the touch.
A shifts closer, cupping a hand around B’s head and pulling it closer. “This okay?”
B nods furiously, already feeling a warmth unlike anything they’ve ever felt before blooming in their chest and flooding their limbs. They’re totally surrounded by people they care for more than anything in the world, and it’s better than they could’ve ever imagined.
“We’ll warm you up, B. Don’t you worry,” a sleepy C mumbles from somewhere down in the pile.
Despite C’s promise, B’s bone-cold for two more days - a deep, lingering chill that’s only eased by someone’s warm body pressed against theirs - and they stay bundled up in bed to preserve the meager warmth. The rest of the team gets the bright idea to take shifts with them, but the “shift” idea soon fades because no one wants to leave once their turn is up, and the whole team ends up on the bed by the day’s end. Sometimes they talk, or read a book out loud, but mostly B just craves the warmth being held. After years of loneliness, they can’t get enough.
It shouldn’t make any sense. B’s exhausted and weaker than they’ve ever been in their life, and they’ve never been happier.
It’s late now, the remainder of the fire burned down to coals, and everyone’s brought their own pillows and blankets to spend the night. B’s mostly recovered, by now, but they don’t want to say anything out of fear of losing this thing they found.
“Your hands are finally warm,” A mumbles, wrapping their own hands around B’s. B’s stomach drops. Caught.
“Y-yeah…..I guess so. If that means….you want to go back to your own bed…”
A snorts. “Are you kidding? You’re never getting rid of us now.” They shift slightly, allowing B to ease their head on their chest. “Unless you want us to go—“
“No.” B’s hand fists protectively in A’s shirt. “I mean…I don’t mind. This. All this.”
B could be imagining, but they think they hear relief in A’s next sigh as they raise their hand to B’s head, threading their hand through their hair. “We’re never gonna leave you, B.”
B swallows the lump in their throat as they hug A hard, and B feels A’s arms tighten back.
Warm. Safe. Loved. Was there anything better than this?
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fuckyeahviagraboys · 21 days
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dayeongi · 4 days
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Mmmñwweeeeehhhhhhgggghhhhh🤷‍♀️
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radicaldadood · 1 year
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Wally: hello, Julie.
Julie: hi, Wally.
Wally: those shoes look familiar.
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parkerphillips · 5 months
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Winter Solstice Arrives
It's the shortest day of the year. Embrace it!
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🌬️❄️ Embrace the Enchanting Chill! ❄️🌬️
As the sun dips low on the horizon and the night grows long, we welcome the Winter Solstice of 2023! 🌅🌌 Today, the world pauses to celebrate the longest night and the return of the sun's warmth. 🌞🌟
Gather 'round the hearth, light those candles, and sip on some steaming hot cocoa or spiced mulled wine. 🍷☕️ Let's cherish this magical time when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest. ✨🌒
May your hearts be filled with the joy of togetherness, and may your hopes and dreams shine as brightly as the stars in this season of reflection and renewal. 🌠🕯️
Happy Winter Solstice, fellow Tumblr friends! ❄️🌙✨
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rosemarytrash · 2 years
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Vaska
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General Hospital S55E123 (3/6/18)
Requested by anonymous
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