Nanase. Haruka x Reader Cold Nights by Ghost-Of-Midnight, literature
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Nanase. Haruka x Reader Cold Nights
Shivering, you clutched your (F/C) Comforter around you tighter as you sighed and rolled over.
You had been trying to sleep for over 3 hours, but, the cold spring nights wouldn't allow you to sleep as you were too cold to get comfortable.
"That's it..." You mumbled as you stood up and slipped on your (F/S/A) slippers and walked down the hall. Down the hall, was the specified room of you're boyfriend, Haru.
This had become slightly routine for you, whenever you couldn't sleep, just go to Haru.
Although, no matter how many times you entered his bedroom in the late hours you could never get over the embarrassed feeling of walking into his r
Cold Bus Rides [Semi Eita x Reader] by Deranged-Gongzhu, literature
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Cold Bus Rides [Semi Eita x Reader]
“Are you cold?”
His voice broke your silent dispute with the air conditioning unit, making you turn your face to meet his eyes, shivering ever so slightly all the while.
“No, it’s fine.” You said in a quiet voice, not wanting to wake up the other volleyball members who were sleeping inside the bus.
You laid your head on his shoulder, watching the scenery pass by rapidly as you looked outside the window.
Without warning, he wrapped one of his arms around you, with his hands finding their way to yours. A blush adorned your face as you suddenly found yourself flushed to his chest, which you found was warm and co
Canada x Reader - Polar Bear Plunge by Butterfingas, literature
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Canada x Reader - Polar Bear Plunge
Canada x Reader
“You want me to what!?”
You stared at your Canadian friend, shocked by his words. His thin lips curved up into a small smile as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“But ________, it is fun! We do it every new year!” he said, his voice just above a whisper. Your eyes flickered back over to the shimmering icy lake. A group of people gathered around a small cliff that descended into the deep blue water.
“T-that’s crazy!” you gasped, looking back towards Matthew. He wasn’t possibly being serious, was he?
“It’s like a Canadian tradition every new year! We
The Long Night (Arthur x Reader) by callmewinchester, literature
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The Long Night (Arthur x Reader)
You'd lost count of how many days it had been. The only thing you could think of was the cold. The brutal cold that pierced your bones and stung your face. It was numbing your mind and your muscles. You'd give anything to see the sun. To feel it's warm embrace on your skin. Anything but the icy hands that squeezed your lungs and stiffened your joints.
Arthur rode along side you. His face was a violent shade of pink and he tucked his chin tight against his chest.
You flexed your hands, wincing at the pain. The gloves you were wearing did next to nothing to help the cold. Everything ached so bad you wanted to scream.
Not far ahead you saw th
Search and Rescue (Arthur Morgan x Reader) by callmewinchester, literature
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Search and Rescue (Arthur Morgan x Reader)
The camp was alive with it’s usual business. Sadie could be heard yelling at Mr. Pearson. Tilly and Mary-Beth were giggling as they did their chores. Kieran was spending time with the horses, as he usually preferred. Everyone was going about the day as usual.
Arthur was sitting at his wagon, rife across his knees. He had needed something to busy himself with since you were gone. Lately he’d found himself bored when you weren’t around, though he wasn’t very likely to admit it out loud. You had gone off hunting a few hours ago so he’d chosen gun maintenance as the activity of the day.
He wasn’t very concern
Consequences (Arthur Morgan x Reader) by callmewinchester, literature
Literature
Consequences (Arthur Morgan x Reader)
A request I got from a user on tumblr :heart:It was midday in Valentine and the streets were bustling with people. Vendors were calling out to potential customers, offering deals and savings that ‘only a fool would pass by’. Horses clomped down the streets and children where scurrying. You walked holding onto Arthur’s arm, the pair of you weaving through crowds and people.
“I just don’t see why we always end up being the errand boys,” Arthur complained.
“I think we can blame Miss Grimshaw for that,” you told him. “I’ve never been one to hold my tongue when it comes to her attitude.
God's Gonna Cut You Down (Arthur Morgan x reader) by callmewinchester, literature
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God's Gonna Cut You Down (Arthur Morgan x reader)
“I don’t like this, Arthur.”
Arthur swung himself onto his horse before taking the rifle you were handing him.
“I know. I don’t much like it either.”
“It’s a trap, just like Hosea said. Ain’t no way Colm wants peace after all this. He’s just like Dutch. Forgiveness ain’t in their nature.”
“I agree with ya. All the way,” he said. “But Dutch wants to give it a try so we’re gonna give it a try. And if things go south, I’ll kill the lot them.” He was trying to be reassuring but you weren’t having it. You lowered your voice to a he
Kinda Sick (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) by nAT5USTRIDER, literature
Literature
Kinda Sick (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader)
Kinda Sick (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader)
Kirishima Eijirou belongs to Kohei Horikoshi
Image belongs to it’s original creator
When the breeze from your fan tickled the back of your neck you shivered. Clad only in you high school’s gym shirt and underwear, you peeked at the clock resting on the side table near your bed, 12:07 a.m. You sweared mildly under your breath and turned on your back to look at the ceiling. You counted the glowing stars on your ceiling and tried to slow down your breathing to the rhythm of the count.
A few minutes passed and you started drifting off to sleep until you heard a quiet tapping coming from outsid
Of Jackets and Cold Nights by The-Happy-Spaceman, literature
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Of Jackets and Cold Nights
Callum awoke to find himself lying down on soft Xadian grass. He opened his eyes, looking up to the full moon that hung high in the night sky. It was still night, maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, he guessed. The dying embers of the nearby campfire illuminated some of his surroundings, but not quite as much as the moon.
Through the light of the moon, Callum could make out the sleeping figure of Ezran, new king of Katolis and his little half-brother. Bait, Ezran’s pet glow toad, was curled up at Ezran’s feet. Callum smiled at seeing his brother sleep so peacefully. As he looked around, he also noticed the rest of his group asleep, incl