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fishtanks ([personal profile] fishtanks) wrote in [community profile] secureserver2019-11-26 08:17 pm

Cuddle Open Post


insert cuddles shippy or platonic
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[personal profile] biwildered 2019-11-27 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I still can't believe what an asshole I've been," Evan lamented quietly from the couch in his apartment, where he had suggested that Eddie and Chris spend some time with him. "You felt you couldn't come to me and that is the worst feeling in the world." Buck extended his arms, "Come here... please?"
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[personal profile] toivory 2019-11-27 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
It was cold. Colder than Sansa can remember it being in quite some time. But perhaps that wa simply the distance between one winter and the next. She was freezing, skin pale and shaking. She could swear she could feel ice crystallizing in her veins, but forced herself to push the thought aside. She and Theon had to focus. They had to stay warm, even as a winter storm pounded outside of the small cave they’d found.

“At least the snow will help bury our trail,” she said out-loud, pulling her stiff cloak around herself further. It was too risky for Ramsay to be on her tail here. You could hardly see anything at all outside.

She looked over at Theon, registering how he, too, shook and shivered. Without asking, she came to sit beside him, wrapping her cloak around them both.