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Winter Wonderland Meme

❄ it's quiet
and the snow's beautiful tonight → a winter open meme

‧ post with whatever character you want
‧ responders roll for weather + scenario and get to threading
‧ ???
‧ profit

stage i; none, streets are already blanketed in white.
stage ii; very light and intermittent.
stage iii; light - moderate. lasts longer periods.
stage iv; continuous, heavy snowfall.
stage v; the hardest of cores - blizzards, snowstorms, you name it.

scenarios;

① fuck the police, this is the best time for a walk. hope you've got a nice thick coat on.

② stranded in the buttcrack of nowheresville? weren't you watching the time? now you've gone and missed that last bus out of there. or maybe you're lost, somehow. what do?

③ literally chilling, in this weather, is quite easy to do. sitting around relaxing in it is a wee more difficult, but sometimes much more enjoyable, especially if shelter can be found. the snow is beautiful to watch, after all.

④ the weather's not going to stop you. your snow fort's packed full of ammo and ready to go. those aren't snow angels over there; they mark where the poor souls you've downed have fallen. be careful with that snowman's head!!

⑤ you're about fifty miles from civilization but there's a roof over your head, so never mind the chilly draught, right? right. you mightn't be the only one lucky enough to stumble upon this little shelter, though. remember to share the blanket.

⑥ everyone stuck outside should be jelly. you've got a fireplace and hot cocoa and damn if it isn't awesome. a heater's not quite so romantic, but it'd do. there'd better be a backup generator in case the power trips.

⑦ mix and match, or make up your own ‧:❉:‧

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Rachel had started to wake a bit when Oswald slid out of bed, vaguely aware of his absence. By the time he returned she'd curled up under the covers--this "actual cold winters" business was still taking some getting used to after years away.

She stirred again at the feel of his fingers in her hair, nestling close to him. "You're warm," she said, her voice a half-drowsy, happy murmur. "Is it still snowing?"

"Just a bit, but I don't think you'll be going anywhere today. The streets are covered."

He watched her for a moment. He was used to the winters in Gotham, but she had been in California for years. She was probably freezing.

"Do you want me to turn the heat up?" he asked, kissing the top of her head.

"So I got my wish?" Rachel laughed softly. "We're snowed in?" She'd only been half-joking the day before, when she'd made that wish, but she wasn't going to be unhappy about being able to carve out some more time to spend with Oswald.

She shifted a little under his chin so she could kiss the side of his neck. "Thank you, but no. I'll be fine in a minute now that you're back under the covers."

"Snow is piled up around the hoods of cars in some places, so I don't think anybody is going anywhere today."

He sighed in contentment, holding her close to him. It would be nice to have some extra time to spend with Rachel. Sometimes he felt like work was drowning him, and he worried that was upsetting her. Every couple needed time together to bond. Oswald hoped she was getting enough of that.

"Go back to sleep," he suggested, kissing the top of her head. "I'll be here when you wake up."

"I knew there was a reason I missed snow out west," she said, delighted, a soft laugh following her words.

She wasn't upset with him about the demands of his work. She missed Oswald when they couldn't be together, and the longer separations were especially tough. Rachel knew it wasn't his fault, that he wasn't staying away out of choice. She knew what was at stake, too. She didn't hold any of this against him.

But she would be happy when the day came that they didn't have to endure those separations anymore. When not being able to wake up together regularly was a thing of the past. And she certainly wouldn't turn down the opportunity for more time to bond now.

For a moment she was tempted to ask him if he was sure he wanted her to go back to sleep. But he seemed certain, gathering her close and settling in. "Okay," she agreed. She nestled close again, happily savoring the heat of his body and his arms settled around her.

Maybe he'd suggested she sleep because his keen perceptive skills had picked up on something she hadn't, but it wasn't long before her breathing had evened out again, her eyes falling closed.

"You missed a lot when you were out west," he murmured, kissing the top of her head again.

Oswald wasn't sleepy himself, but he felt she could use more rest. He smiled when he felt her breathing even out, indicating that she was asleep again. He lost himself in his thoughts while she rested.

This would be a good day for them. His work had been absorbing him so much that they needed some time to themselves, and this would probably be their only chance for a while. It would be their chance to wake up in each other's arms each day until the snow cleared. They would share meals, conversation, intimacy and more. He was hoping the next few days would be a glimpse into their future married life.

Rachel slept for about another hour, warm and happy in his arms. She let out a soft, delighted sigh when she stirred and realized Oswald was still holding her. She didn't get to wake up in his arms anywhere near as often as she would like, but that was all right, because she knew the day would come when she could do it every morning.

She stretched out her legs, arching her back, groaning softly. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he greeted with a gentle smile. "How did you sleep?"

He hoped she slept well, but he would always wish restful sleep and pleasant dreams for her.

"Fantastic," she murmured, pressing a few soft kisses to his shoulder, smiling between them. Rachel slept better when she wasn't alone, when she was warm and felt safe.

She drew back so she could look up at Oswald. "How about you?"

"I always sleep well when I'm with you," he replied with a gentle smile, leaning in to nuzzle her hair.

It was true. Having her warmth and company in bed always made him sleep better. It made him feel loved and wanted. Her presence comforted him.

Rachel hummed, pleased with his answer. "I feel the same way about you," she admitted, "I sleep better when we're together."

She leaned up to kiss Oswald's cheek. "What should we do now? Do you want me to see what I can do about breakfast? Do you want to stay in bed a while longer?"