Ford With An S/o Who's Always Cold

ford with an s/o who's always cold

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that man is a a living radiator and you can't convince me otherwise

his body is literally always soo warm, no matter the circumstances

(he himself doesn't seem to notice and/or, as he will still wear a sweater in the middle of the goddamn summer heat)

what i'm trying to say: he's basically perfect for you

your hands are like icicles again, hurt from their own coldness and don't seem to warm up? he will kiss your knuckles, take your hands between his and caress them softly

even the warmest, fuzziest socks and blankets don't seem to hold the warmth in? time for a cuddle session! (optionally in front of a fireplace)

he will keep an eye out for subtle signs that you get cold again and prevent/counter it as soon as possible

always keeps a spare sweater around for you, same with a pair of gloves for you in his coat

will notice when you get cold, take his sweater off, leave it in your line of sight and excuse himself for a moment (to give you the opportunity to steal it and make yourself feel sneaky)

will then continue to put on the spare sweater and admire you in his clothes

his favourite sight in the world is you in his clothes, he just can't help it

loves when you come around, looking for cuddles to warm up

pulls you into his lap, drapes a large blanket around the two of you, holds you close and continues to do whatever he was doing before (maybe starts reading to you out loud, if you found him with a nose in a book)

tries to figure out how to make harmless self-heating clothing himself

brings home a little gift for you after an anomaly hunt: a rock/crystal that's always warm and glows ever so slightly

you always keep it in your pocket, not only to have something to warm your hands with, but also to remind you of ford

-------------------------------------------------- thank you for reading <3 reblogs are appreciated

a/n: requested by a returning anon, even tho i haven't even posted the first one yet, thank you so much for your trust 😭 edit: small addition

no need to elaborate on these but i just had to share this with someone willing. but i am truly convinced that ford secretly adores watching the great british bake off with you and will secretly try out recipes from the show until mustering up the courage to show you and let you taste some of his bakes :)))

ngl i had to look the show up because i only knew the title and not a lot else, honestly i think i only knew about the "started making it, had a breakdown, bon appétit" meme and i am sorry for that

anyway, not the main focus here! also, yes please share your ideas! i love to hear them! ^^

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even a man that devoted his entire life to the supernatural and weird needs some normality from time to time (maybe especially that man), so he cherishes the feeling of domestic bliss he gets when getting comfy on the couch with you next to him, you basically drooling over the food the contestants present.

he didn't know when the idea exactly occurred, but one day, when he had the house to himself, he found himself in the kitchen, trying out some recipe from god knows where.

it took him a few tries (and errors) to get the hang of some things, but he discovered that he really enjoyed baking. the process and the tasty, rewarding result at the end.

his urge to share his new found hobby is strong, but he wants to make sure whatever he is going to show to you is absolutely perfect, because you deserve nothing less than the best.

when he finally decides that it's time, he will prepare a variety of pastries, small pies, cakes and whatnot and then present them to you the next time you sit down to watch the new episode. all of it tastes amazing of course, he is naturally talented in a lot of things and that seems to include baking.

after that, he will surprise you with all kinds of baked good in the morning for breakfast and delicious pastries in the afternoon. he loves the way your eyes light up when you get to try his newest creations and how you sing your praises after the first bite.

HI IT'S ME AGAIN WHO REQUESTED THE SHOWER/BATH HCS!!!!

CAN I GET UHHHHH STANFORD WITH A READER WHO IS LITERALLY ALWAYS FREEZING ALL THE TIME THANKS POOKIE

hiii aaahh thank you for the second request even if i didn't post the first one yet i am so sorry 😭

read it here i hope you enjoy it and please be assured that the other one will follow soon, i promise 🤧

what are y'all gonna do for halloween? and do you dress up? if so, as what?

don't be shy to comment or rb with your answers <3

Ford shook his head. He thought he had seen something in the corner of his eye, but when he turned there was nothing there. Not that he trusted it. The emptiness and his gut feeling telling him something was wrong.

He knew Bill was gone. He knew it. But it still kept him up at night. The possibility of his return... What if their plan didn't work? What if something went wrong?

The never ending nightmares in which he was, despite the demon's absence, tormented by the it, kept him from even attempting to get rest. He'd rather have it he collapsed on the floor in the inevitability that was the weakness of his body, than succumbing to his inescapable suffering willingly. Even if it meant that his paranoia would spike, even if he would start to see movement in the corner of his eye, only to turn and find his study empty and ever so still. Even if it meant he would go insane. At least it was at his own hand, his own choice and not due to the remnants of an egocentric megalomaniac. 'Well', he thought, 'maybe he would. Maybe he was just that, too.'

okay so you know how people realise they've been stuck in "survival mode" for years of their life because of trauma and whatnot and once their an adult and somehow get out of it, they just can't function anymore? like it took so much of their energy that they just don't have any left?

yeah, and now imagine being stuck in that for 30 years... coming home, being overwhelmed by decades of change to your home dimension, your loved ones, your only friend...

i can only imagine how exhausted ford must've felt after weirdmageddon, when he finally had the chance to breathe, to sit down, to relax. i'm not even sure he is able to

30 years of running, fighting, surviving. asking yourself if you ever get to go home again. not knowing if 'home' still even exists 30 years and the most stressful 2 weeks of your life and then just... nothing