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Knights will be Knights. You know how it is.
The photo that prompted this whole thing is under the cut, in all its glory.
#team huddle#bbc merlin#merlin#the knights of the round table#AKDJSKSJ LISTEN#LISTEN#THEY WOULD DO THIS#TELL ME THEY WOULDNT#EVEN JUST TO HAZE MORDRED SOME MORE#merlin emrys#sir mordred#arthur pendragon#sir percival#sir elyan#sir Lancelot#(he’s there I promise)#sir Leon#sir gwaine#arthuriana#meme redraw#redraw#artists on tumblr#doodle#shitpost#my art
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English added by me :)
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mind you they just met
#me when the team’s huddling but the arms of my new friend are conveniently available#they’re fucking#trent alexander arnold#dominik szoboszlai#liverpool fc#lfc
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Whump Prompt #984
The ‘there’s only one bed’ trope but whump.
Two characters collapsing onto the mattress - uncaring of their attire/the blankets that are still tucked in.
The caretaker laying on a backpack as a pillow to get some sleep, while the whumpee is passed out across the mattress.
The whumpee having no choice but to lay on the floor because the mattress is too soft/lumpy for their damaged back.
Tearing open plastic bags to protect the mattress from field surgery.
Leaving a tip for the housekeeping service as an apology for the mess.
The caretaker hesitantly leaving for food/other necessities.
The whole team, after rescuing the whumpee, lay on every inch of the double mattress as the whumpee doesn't want to be alone, and equally the team wants to make sure that the whumpee is okay/will pull through.
The caretaker waking up and wondering why the blanket feels damp - only to discover the whumpees stitches have been pulled/their bandage has been bled through/the whumpee failed to mention a severe injury.
The whumpee waking everyone up from a nightmare and apologising profusely. Bonus points if this character has always done everything in their power to hide these episodes.
The whumpee anxious about sleeping around other people because of their frequent nightmares.
Huddling for warmth because the heater is broken.
The AC is broken, and the whumpee is struggling through a fever - even the open window doesn’t help.
Using the small soaps the hotel offers to clean up, and hissing through the sting of scented soaps on their wounds.
The whumpee asking the caretaker to stay, so they climb in next to them.
The recently rescued whumpee having to be convinced they are safe; the caretaker does multiple sweeps of the room. Eventually they compromise by having the whumpee tucked into the caretakers side, and sleeping with the lights on.
#yeah#got carried away with this one#ideas#writing#prompts#whump#angst#sharing a bed#team as a family#only one bed#hotels#blood#injury#illness#field surgery#caretakers#bleeding out#nightmares#stoic characters#huddling for warmth
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Stede and Ed hanging out in the snow on an ice ship. @y2jenn made this beautiful piece for @veeagainsttheday's and my post-apocalyptic ice piracy AU/climate change fic Runaway Effects. Go give Jenn some love because she's the best and I stare at this art all the time!! Also our fic is rated E for Explicit because, well, obviously they do more than just cuddle for warmth. ;)
#ofmd fanart#ofmd fanfic#ice pirates#edward x stede#edward teach#stede bonnet#blackbeard#our flag meets death#ofmd#huddling for warmth#team icy hot#gentlebeard#snowball earth#it's very very cold on earth but stede and ed warm each other up very very nicely#climate fiction#solarpunk fiction#clifi#world building#post apocalypse
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There is a box of Texas Toast in my freezer
If I heat it up do Pyro and Engie smooch in my oven???
#tf2 pyro#tf2 engineer#engiepyro#texas toast#tf2#team fortress 2#i open up my freezer and there they are huddling for warmth#do i feel bad yes but they will be warmed up on spaghetti night so its ok
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The Geese speak the language of a war-beaten team that knows death is on the horizon, the only question now is how.
#malena is legit saying 'Kamikaze time'#honestly I can imagine them huddled in trenches as bombs drop around them#and Malena's the one to say that this is probably going to be it#go out quietly or go out with a bang#it's the end#team goose#qsmp team goose#qsmp purgatory 2#qpurgatory 2#qsmp
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idk why it’s just coming to me now but I remember feeling this cold, white catharsis upon realizing that it wasn’t Freddie’s decision to give Glenn that panic attack. It was Anthony’s. And the way he said it, so finite, “Glenn is having a panic attack.” in a tone that was used before only to set up a disastrous scene.
It hurt, a lot, because in the weirdest way possible that’s exactly what having a panic attack is like. You’re sitting there with your world crashing down around you and then a disembodied narrator suddenly says, “This bitch shutting down.” (Distinctly in a Stanley Parable manner.)
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#glenn close#using the team’s actual names instead of ‘mr/mrs lastname’ was fucking traumatizing but I did it so nobody would get confused#anyway I wanted to say something in the tags that I couldn’t above because I can’t add breaks while on mobile#so tw for active shooter DRILLS if you’re reading this#one time. not too long ago#we had an active shooter drill at school while I was in orchestra#and as soon as I heard that my body went ‘oh hell no’ but I have anxiety so I ignored it#and we got outside#and the whole music department was huddled in the parking lot#and it was a beautiful day#and I was shaking#and I turn to my acquaintance maddie and I go#‘I think im having a panic attack’#and then I start laughing hysterically. and I bend over with a hand on her shoulder because there are tears streaming down my face#and my conductor bless his gay soul he comes over like ‘what is going on’#and I had to shuffle to the bhr while an imaginary shooter was in the school#because I tried to Not have a panic attack and besties. take it from me. nobody has IGNORED a panic attack and lived to tell the tale#anyway. glenn just like me fr LMAO
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ik commentary rooms are different in Motorsports but the sole chair is taking me out
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do y'all ever take so many Ls at once it stops being upsetting and curves around to being funny
#bolo speaks#hi I just played like shit at this week's soccer game and then threw up during the team huddle after
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kendall's final scene is in battery park - known for its view of the statue of liberty. but as we follow kendall's sight line, it always lies just out of frame and is obscured by the setting sun.
#something something american dream second generation scottish-canadian immigrants#blah blah huddled masses yearning to breathe free (he made me breathe funny)#yadda yadda wretched refuse of your teaming shore (dad didn't trust water)#man.#succession#kendall roy#logan roy#succession hbo#jesse armstrong
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fanfic writers will come up with cures to health problems that not even a top ten team from the mayo clinic could conceive
#now when will i be prescribed huddling for warmth?????? 🤨#need a set of fanfic writers on my care team actually#^^^^^^^^^^^^#thoughts
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Cold + Outside
Summary: A vacation in the middle of nowhere during Winter turns out to not be as great as the team thought it’d be and now they’re stuck outside trying to stay warm.
Pairings: Wilt Bozer & Jack Dalton & Riley Davis & Angus MacGyver
Part of the Whump Advent Calender 2020 series Prompt: Locked Outside Overnight / Cuddling For Warmth
Warnings: n/a
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It was one of those few times everyone was given some time off at the same time. Probably because they’d all nearly died during that last op and Matty was feeling guilty about it. So she suggested one of the few not-used-and-will-probably-never-get-used Phoenix safehouses to spend that time off and the team agreed to the change in scenery.
That specific safehouse was a cabin in the middle of an area of wilderness that seemed to be constantly plagued by snowstorms. Three bed, two bath, a kitchen that was connected to the den, a shed out back used mostly to store wood and a little fire pit off to the side. It sounded quite charming. The drive over was spent with the boys arguing about who’d be sharing a bed while Riley played on her phone, knowing that she’d get a room all to herself.
Though none of that mattered, seeing as the cabin was burnt to a crisp.
Of course, the plan then would’ve been to hop back in Mac’s Jeep and head back to civilization. But it was almost out of gas and would likely leave them stranded on the side of the road.
“We don’t need to stop for gas, hoss. Matty said there’d be extra canisters of gasoline at the cabin. We'll be fine,” Mac started in a mocking imitation of Jack’s drawl.
“How the hell was I supposed to know that it’d all be used to burn the damn place to the ground?”
“I’m not saying you knew this would happen. I’m saying you should’ve listened to me when I said we should stop for gas!”
“Hey, guys. How about we shut up and actually figure out what we’re gonna do, huh?” Riley interrupted.
Mac and Jack gave each other the stare down and Mac seemed to lose their staring contest as he sighed, “Sorry. I’m cold and I’m pissed but that’s no reason to take it out on you.”
Jack pulled Mac in for a side hug and ruffled the blond’s hair as best he could with the beanie on the Mac’s head, “S’alright, bud. I know you didn’t mean nothin’ by it. Why don’t you get a fire goin’ while I go and call Matty?”
Jack turned back to the Jeep and Mac walked toward the firepit, “Sounds like a plan.”
Riley turned to Bozer, “Do they ever, like, really fight?”
Bozer shrugged, “Once in a blue moon.”
They made their way over to Mac, helping out when he asked them to get some wood from the shed. Jack came over eventually too, just as Mac had started to get a spark.
“So, good news, bad news,” Jack started.
“What’s the good news?” Bozer asked, rubbing his arms in a poor attempt to get warm.
“Well, good news is Mac’s got a fire goin’ for us,” Jack gestured to the small fire, “Bad news is that we got a couple hours before Matty can send someone out here.”
Everyone groaned.
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Mac had managed to turn their small campfire into a bonfire. Very easy to do when there’s no need to worry about the cabin catching fire (plus they were using part of the cabin itself to light it).
The team thought it best to dig out all their extra clothing and put it on as well as wrap themselves in the individual blankets that they brought. After settling around the fire, the young people of the group thought it best to crowd around Jack. He provided almost as much warmth as the fire in front of them. Though all of that wasn’t enough for Bozer since he’d made his way, uninvited, to sit between Jack’s legs, back to chest. Jack didn’t seem to mind and just wrapped his arms around him.
They spend their time having casual conversation through their chattering teeth and scarves that cover half their face. At some point Riley decided enough was enough, “Alright, Bozer, you’ve had your turn, I want mine.”
“But it’s so cozy,” Bozer said stubbornly.
“Hey, come on now, Boze. We gotta share,” Jack admonished, unwrapping his arms from the oldest kid.
“Fine,” Bozer removed himself from Jack’s bubble and Riley took his place almost immediately.
“I don’t know why you guys were arguing about sharing beds. If I were you I’d’ve been arguing to have my own personal heater like Jack with me,” Riley said as she snuggled into Jack’s embrace.
“He snores,” Mac and Bozer said simultaneously. Riley nodded in understanding.
“Hey!” Jack sputtered, “I’m not that bad!”
“You are,” everyone said in response.
The conversation continued with Jack complaining here and there at how disrespectful his kids were. At some point, Riley turned to Mac and asked if he wanted a turn. Mac, never one to ask or openly want any kind of physical touch, said no. At that, Jack nudged Riley out of his arms and grabbed Mac by the clothing on his shoulders and forced the youngest closer to him. Mac protested but didn’t put up much of a fight.
Once Mac had gotten comfortable and Jack had wrapped him in arms, Jack said something that caught the young man off guard.
“I’m really proud of you, Mac.”
Mac leaned his head back on Jack’s shoulder to look him in the eye, “You…are? Why? What’d I do?”
Jack looked into Mac’s eyes, a soft look in his own to match the smile on his face. He brought up a hand and gently rested it on the back of Mac’s head.
“For wearing a beanie like a normal person would.”
Riley snorted as Mac placed his open palm on Jack’s face and roughly pushed it away as he stood up to get away from his partner, Bozer cackling all the while. Mac made his way to the other side of the bonfire, back to the driveway of the safehouse, and crossed his arms in a way that could only be described as a pout.
The team continued their laughter before it came to a stop, everyone getting to their feet and Jack pulling his gun from where he tucked in the back of his pants. Mac, confused at the sudden change in atmosphere, turned around to see a car that had driven up behind his Jeep. Jack moved in front of him, gun at the ready for whoever had decided to intrude.
The man who came out of the car did so with his hands up, seemingly unfazed by the gun being pointed at him. “Director Webber sent me. I brought gas for your car,” he’d said and Jack looked to his kids before turning back to the man and lowering his gun (he wasn’t going to put it away, of course).
The man made his way to the back of his car, Jack following with Mac right behind him. The man opened the trunk of his car, Jack watching him the whole time and handed the gas cans to the two agents. “This should be enough to fill your tank. The Director said to head into the nearest town. She booked you all hotel rooms.”
The man got back into his car and left almost as quick as he arrived. The team watched him leave and, after filling the tank, hopped into the Jeep and left the sorry excuse for a cabin in the wind.
On the way to civilized society, Jack’s phone rang and he answered unsurprised to hear their boss. “Hey, Matty. Thanks for getting us outta that jam.” The rest of the team followed up that statement with thanks of their own.
“No problem, guys,” The smile was evident in Matty’s tone, “Just wanted to apologize for sending you off in the middle of nowhere without any kind of shelter. Sorry.”
“Hey, it’s no sweat, Matty. We had fun! Kinda,” Bozer said from the back seat.
“Oh, so I should send you out for wilderness survival more often?” Matty laughed at the chorus of “no”’s that followed. “Well, you all get yourselves warmed up and well-rested. Oh and before I go, the hotel rooms I got for you only had two rooms, one with two queens and one with a king. Bye!” Matty hung up as the boys groaned. Riley smiled from her spot in the back.
#luke writes#1k words#macgyver 2016#gen#team improv#angus macgyver#jack dalton#riley davis#wilt bozer#fluff#huddling for warmth#platonic cuddling#wac2020
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one team, the arsenal ❤️🔥
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whenever peter is talking with people while in the suit or if he's around people who know he's spider-man, he almost always ends up sitting on the wall, hanging upside down, standing on the ceiling, or perching on something. he doesn't even always realize that he's doing it, it's just sorta instinct and it'll happen naturally as a conversation progresses
#u know when ur talking on the phone with someone and start making hand motions and walking around ur room#when peter talks on the phone with someone he is walking around on the ceiling like that's a perfectly normal thing to do#🕸️ ･ﾟ* headcanon#he is so silly i love him#literally any time i read a comic like ff or avengers the rest of the team will be sitting in chairs or huddled up and peter is just .#off to the side...standing horizontally on a wall or chillin upside down
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went to 3 warriors games in the past few weeks and it was 2-1…. the 1 loss i watched being this ass 36 point blowout like dude😭
#it was actually so depressing lmfao#it wasnt even the boos that people did that got me#it was the fact that people didnt even care anymore#people on their phones people gossiping because they were playing that fucking bad that they didnt even care to be angry lol#at one point the warriors called a timeout and the pelicans gave the smallest fuck ever that they were chilling on court#standing around#WITH THE WARRIORS DANCE TEAM DANCING SROUND THEM MIND YOU#while the warriors were in their team huddle trying to strategise lmao like dude.#the other team doesnt even have a strategy anymore and is just playing around. have shame#not sure how many more ‘this is the worst loss of the season’ i can take😭
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