bakerstreet | For all your winter shipping and smutting needs

For all your winter shipping and smutting needs

...or something like that. The winter can be cold and lonely, but if you have someone to share it with, it can be the most wonderful time of the year. This meme is pretty simple and straightforward: shippy situations for all your cold-weather needs. From the cute to the hot to the sweet to the cool, it's all here for you. Don't be shy! Get your Christmastime/holiday wonder on and tag someone completely new! It's like a gift you didn't know you wanted!

-Comment with your character. Include information and preferences. There are two sets of prompts, G-rated and R-rated, so put whichever ones you're okay with somewhere in your comments so nobody tries to give you anything you're uncomfortable with.

-Comment to other characters, using the RNG to determine the prompt. Or just wing it!

-Have fun threading out your winter love!

-Play nice and respect others.

1. Date: Just because it's cold outside doesn't mean you're stuck indoors. Go out and do something! Maybe this weather means the restaurants won't be so packed...

2. Ice Skating: Get on your feet and do some ice dancing! Hopefully, at least one of you knows what to do.

3. Playing in the Snow: It's not just for little kids. Make snow angels, snowmen, or indulge in a snowball fight! You can always warm up together afterwards.

4. Shopping: With some company, holiday shopping can be a bit more bearable. Unless, of course, one of you was dragged along against your will.

5. Baking: Cookies, cakes, pies, and candy! This is the season for making sweets, and two sets of hands are better than one. Then, enjoy your hard work.

6. Holiday Confession: Sure, it's not as traditional as a Valentine's Day confession, but telling someone you care for them around the holidays can be just as romantic.

7. Gift Giving: Show someone how much you love them by giving them a gift...or whatever it is that you picked up last minute at the gas station.

8. Warming Up: Snuggles and cuddles are the best way to get warmed up after a long day in the snow. Good thing you have your honey to give you some body heat.

9. Home for the Holidays: You haven't seen each other in a while, and you're finally

10. Mistletoe: Whether it's your first kiss or the kiss you share on your fiftieth anniversary, the mistletoe always gives you a chance.

11. Last Christmas: For whatever reason, it's your last holiday season together. Make it count!

12. Proposal: Surrounded by all your family and friends or just the two of you in front of a space heater: whatever the situation, now's the perfect time to pop that all important question.

1. Eggnog: Enjoy something a bit more grown up than just Christmas cookies. Of course, alcohol can make you more honest and more handsy.

2. A Bun in the Oven: The oven isn't the only thing that's getting turned on today. Find a new use for that whipped cream or maybe get into some foodplay.

3. Warming Up Another Way: You're just so, so cold. There's only one activity that can get your blood pumping. Maybe your life even depends on it...

4. One Blanket: The classic fanfic trope. The two of you have to share one blanket, and that kind of contact may make you want to share more.

5. Temperature Play: While heat is nice, the cool can put your senses to the test, and using a little ice or snow to liven up your love life can put your nerves and kinks to the test.

6. Dick in a Box: You couldn't think of a good enough gift, so you're offering up the gift of your lovin' instead.

7. Aphrodisiac Mistletoe: This mistletoe is a bit different than its tamer cousin. Aphrodisiac mistletoe makes whoever is under it want to fuck...hard, whether it be at your parents' house or the office Christmas party.

8. Naughty or Nice: So have you been a good boy or girl this year? If not, you'll get punished. Of course, Santa may not be able to come, so your lover will step in to dole out the "coal."

9. Reindeer Games: For your gift, you may have gotten some new "toys" you want to try out. Luckily, you have such a nice partner...

10. Just Love: Nothing kinky or overly sexy here. The two of you are inside on a cold day, and you just want to be together. Throw some logs on the fire and have a romantic evening by the fireplace. If you want to get really fancy, throw down a few furs and lay naked on them.

11. Thank You: Thank you notes for gifts are so cliche. Tell your significant other that you love your diamond ring another way.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

( there is a lot to look at in the mill house. there is probably more to see here than you could take in in a lifetime. that's half the reason zed is looking through all the shelves right now. the other half is because she is tired of staring at the map and her blank sketch pad. nothing was coming to her and she was in desperate need of inspiration.

her fingers are hovering over different objects as she continues to explore. she's hoping something will give her the kick start she needs to have a vision. and then she spots it. it's not exactly what she was looking for, but it's so out of place there is no way she can't pick it up.

mistletoe. a piece of mistletoe with a red ribbon tied to it. it was definitely out of place. she makes her way back to the main area. she may not be inspired but she's definitely curious. )

Didn't think your friend would be into Christmas, John.

( she holds up the mistletoe for him to see. )

[ Constantine takes a deep breath and rolls his eyes. He's got a toothbrush in his mouth and is zipping up his trousers when he hears Zed roaming around like he's told her not to. There is no telling what the hell she'll find. Jasper was a bit of a nutter when it came to collecting magical artifacts.

He sticks his head around the corner, purposely leaving the toothbrush in between his lips. Just so she can see what she's had to interrupt for showing off whatever it is she's found. His eyes fall to the mistletoe and then to her. ]

Jasper was into plenty of bizarro and strange things. [ Constantine points at her with said toothbrush. ] Now, put it down. You're a tactile psychic. Whatever is left on that bit of mistletoe is going to go straight to your head. It's not even breakfast yet.

[ Why is it he never seems to actually get to eat a good whole hearted breakfast? He was about ready to just punch this Rising Darkness in the face for constantly making things difficult.

Though for some reason that mistletoe does seem familiar. ]

( zed raises an eyebrow. and looks down at the mistletoe in her hand and then back up at constantine. it's mistletoe how bad can it be? )

I'm not going to put this over your head, if that's what you're worried about.

( except she isn't putting it down. instead her head might be tilting to the side a little bit and she's gazing at him, not staring but gazing. which is stupid because it's not like she hasn't seen him shirtless before. she's seen him naked and covered in blood so this wasn't anything new.

...not really. )

[ The look on his face in return of her raised eyebrow? Not a happy John face. He sighs and walks straight up to her. Who gave a rat's ass if he was missing his shirt and tie? It was in the morning. Besides, Zed has seen a bit more of him thanks to her timing during a spell. ]

Zed. [ He holds his hand up for the offensive weed of holiday cheer. ] Hand it over, luv. Before you end up doing something you regret. Every item in this place is enchanted. You ought to know that by now.

( except she doesn't hand it over. if anything it feels like it's stuck in her hand. instead she just continues to look at him, it's as if she can't stop and suddenly she wants to touch him and... where did that even come from.

it takes her a moment, because she's still looking at his chest. at his muscles, and his arms and his tattoos. the impulse to put the thing above their heads is almost overwhelming.

no, it is overwhelming. because she doesn't just want to touch him, she wants to kiss him and for him to kiss her and... oh hell she wants to fuck him.

where had that thought even come from? she'd been drawing pictures of him for how long and she had never felt like that, even after they met she hadn't felt that (even if yes, she'd give him he was attractive. somewhat.

but... )

You're not afraid of this... are you?

( regret? that was the last thing on her mind right now, because as she is raising the weed over both their heads the one thing she's thinking about it is his mouth. )

Edited 2014-12-03 09:36 (UTC)

[ Constantine simply raises his eyebrows. He is expecting the mistletoe to fall straight into his hand. Then again when does Zed actually do anything he tells her to? Which is part of the fun, really. She's about as controllable as he is.

He clears his throat, glancing up as she stares at him. Not that he minds really. It is a tactic to break the tension before he can snag that bloody weed from her hands. That obviously isn't going to happen though as she raises it over their heads. ]

Ah-ha, very funny. If there was one thing I am afraid of it is not a weed that people think you should kiss under.

[ Constantine raises his hand to hers, fingers curling around the mistletoe. The instant his fingers touch the weed he realizes what it is. An odd feeling of dread passes over him as he tries to cleverly work it out of her hold. Even if now he's staring at her mouth in return.

Alright, sure. He'll admit to it. If Zed wasn't some sort of psychic that could read him like a book (once she mastered her abilities)? He would of fucked her hard by now. He would of probably done it multiple times. But, there's this complicated factor of not knowing a thing about her--oh and the fact that people keep dying around him.

They are the little facts that he has to keep reminding himself as he inhales deeply. ]

Zed. I'm not playing around now. Let go of it. It's enchanted to inspire a deep sexual desire. I've got no idea why Jasper had the bloody thing, but it isn't something we should be messing around with.

[ Of course he says that, but his free hand is already tracing a pattern against her hip. ]

( she's barely paying attention to a word he's saying now. mostly because she's watching his mouth, looking at the shapes it makes as he talks. there is a warmth bubbling within her, causing her breath to become a bit more rapid.

her eyes go up to his for a moment, as the words let go finally get through to her. she's about to say something in response, but then she feels his hand on her hip. she does let go then, but only so she can take his face in her hands and practically lunge at him to kiss him. )

Bloody he--[ Normally he isn't about to complain about women throwing themselves at him, but now isn't really the time for that. Constantine's eyebrows practically shoot up into his hairline as her lips crash against his. Out of instinct his hand clasps around hers and her hip, stumbling backwards over the sudden force.

Sure. He's thinking of trying to find a way to wrestle the mistletoe away but that is when he realizes he's kissing her back. Hard, messy, and pretty much unrestrained. Constantine tries to keep is brain going to distract himself from the magical effects of a weed he is going to light on fire, but it is a losing battle. The urge to pin her to the nearby table and show her that she shouldn't mess around with him is powerful.

His fingers finally get into her palm to push away the mistletoe. That apparently is the wrong move though. Because even though it is on the floor? That hand is now on her jawline as the hand on her hip pulls her against him completely. ]

( zed's not really thinking at this point. that deep sexual desire constantine had mentioned has hit her way to hard to even process anything else. it's more than just desire right now it's need, it's a desperate and almost carnal need. she returns his kisses with her own becoming even more ferocious. they're opened mouthed, and her tongue demands to meet his.

she doesn't even notice when the mistletoe is gone, because that's when he pulls her against him. that's when she makes a noise. it's a slight moan, she can't help it. she needs this. she needs him right now. )

[ That's a bit obvious about the not thinking part. Not much of that goes on when you're suddenly driven by that animal instinct to fuck the best looking mate around. Really, he's touched by that notion. He'd just prefer it more on his terms and not from the help of an enchanted item.

Noises. Good. Constantine actually smirks to himself as he puts his leg in between hers, backing up until he hits the wall. Hopefully he hasn't gone and knocked something important and dangerous over. That'd just be a headache later.

His mouth opens up to hers. Even under the influence he knows how to get that upper hand. He spreads his hand on her hip open, sliding his fingers under the waistband of her jeans and as far down as the restricted clothing gets him. The other one tactfully slides up under her shirt to grab at her breast.

Oh, Zed. You asked for it now. ]

( she doesn't mind the fact he's pretty much taking the lead right now - not that this would go down any other way. actually she likes this, she doesn't want to fight for control right now just so long as they keep doing this. and honestly, because it's him she doesn't mind if he's the one in control - anyone else she'd probably care but not with constantine.

god, she's happy she is wearing her nice underwear today. when he grabs her breast zed has a sharp intake of breath. it doesn't stop her though, if anything it turns her on even more. it takes them a second but her hands move away from his face and neck and down to his pants. she doesn't even hesitate her fingers are already working on the fly because clothes are really just going to get in the way of everything. )

[ Good, because it'd be a fight. Not that he minds a woman taking charge. Sometimes he rather prefers it. Just not when it is a bloody psychic on their first tango. A tango that wasn't supposed to happen but magic mistletoe is a bitch.

He turns his fingers to undo the button and zipper on her jeans. Nice underwear doesn't matter when it'll probably end up ripped off at this rate. Constantine slides his hand down from her jawline and flips them around so she is pinned up against the wall. No escaping from it now.

Even if that logical part of his brain is trying to fight against the magic. The rest of his brain is ignoring the voice of reason. He pulls his mouth away from hers and starts to kiss her jawline then down her neck. Even if the kisses are more like licks with a few bites thrown into it. ]

( if it wasn't for the mistletoe zed probably would have laughed at the very possibility of this even happening. she'd give constantine the fact he was attractive, but that was it. that wasn't why she was here - this wasn't why she had followed him. which was going to make it all the more frustrating later because this felt so good.

zed wiggles her hips slightly, so she can get out of her jeans quicker. she's starting to get a little bit impatient, as much as she's enjoying this the heat between her legs is becoming more and more intense. she's almost grateful when he pins her against the wall. she finishes undoing his pants, before moving her hands up to her arms where she begins to dig her nails in.

she leans into the wall, using it as leverage so she can tilt her head back that much more to give him better access to her neck. when he starts biting though she closes her eyes and gasps before uttering a few words in spanish. )

[ A deep laugh escapes him at her exclamations. ]

Sorry. You might need to say that a bit louder if you want to be heard in El Salvador.

[ At least he's still him. Which means he is a complete dick when the time isn't right for it.

There is a drumming sound that just pounds in his head over and over again. Go faster, John. Push harder. Take her. And bloody hell it sounds like his voice but he knows it really isn't his. It is practically drowning out his proper thinking at this point. His hand massages her breast as his hips crash into hers in demand. Normally he can be a very gentle man if he chooses, but this is that animal brain gone wild and all that matters is claiming the prize at the end.

Constantine trails his lips up to her ear and whispers: ]

Give us a bit of help, luv. [ His voice is thick and hoarse, eyes shut tightly. If she really wants it all the way then she's going to have to help him with those trousers. ]

( she almost wants to laugh but somehow she manages to keep it in. she really could be louder if she really wanted but maybe she'll save that for later. her breasts have definitely become hard in his hands in response and her hips are just as demanding.

and then he has to talk in that voice and nnnngh. she manages to open her eyes enough she can see what she's doing. she moves her hands from his arms and back to his pants again. she tugs them down, the faster they're out of their clothes the better. she glances up at him and can't help but grin a little. )

Edited 2014-12-04 08:46 (UTC)

[ New life goals: make Zed be completely embarrassed by how loud she can be.

Constantine's eyes stay shut as he presses his face into the side of her hair. Oddly enough it is like every inch of his skin is hypersensitive. Each move her fingers make, no matter how big or small, sends ripples through his spine. He's willing to blame the mistletoe's ability for that one. There is no way Zed's powers can do that.

He can feel her smile and he chuckles. What else was she expecting? Something that he can't back up his ego with? He kisses under her ear as his hand trials from her breast to her underwear, slipping it down with both of his hands. Now he has to decide if it si here, the floor, or maybe the table... ]

( maybe not her powers, maybe it's just her - or them. because it does feel as if there is a sort of electricity between them, zed can feel it. it's addictive, and she wants more of it. she wants all of it.

she shimmies as soon as she feels him pulling on her underwear, and then steps out of her underwear to be rid of them quicker.

she hadn't really been expecting anything, up until now she hadn't even really thought about it. except now that she's seen it ...it's not just desire now, it's need.

her head tilts back as her nails dig into his arms again. if he doesn't hurry up and pick a spot, she will. )

[ Electricity is bad for the health - even if that was what got someone's rocks off. Constantine has his share of odd kinks, but magical mistletoe isn't one of them. It definitely isn't going to be on that list after this round robin either.

Probably much to Zed's dismay.

The slight dig of her nails pricks that hypersensitive notion in his head. Out goes whatever rational thoughts he had fighting the enchanted weed. Both of his hands grab her hips and he practically attacks her mouth with his. His mind is made up and the floor is going to become their best friend now. Though he really could have done with a rug being there. Regardless of that, he is spinning her around and guiding them down to the floor. ]

( it won't be going onto zed's either, not that she has much of one. generally she likes sex to just be sex. although honestly - she was enjoying this more than she'd ever admit, right now there was no way she could even be annoyed at john for just letting the mistletoe sit around like that because this felt way too good.

she can't help but gasp when he kisses her like that. it takes her a moment before she kisses him back with teeth and with tongue. zed barely even notices what's on the floor, seriously it feels like she is going to die - she just wants john inside of her right now. so as they hit the floor she's digging her nails in even harder. )

[ Oh, pity the. She is going to hate him when he sets that thing ablaze. Because, this? As bloody good as it feels is not good. People get tangled into his life and die. He's doing his best to spare Zed that fate and she is making it bloody difficult.

Especially when she's moving against him in that primal need. What an odd feeling that is: being needed. For something other than his "day job."

Constantine pulls away from her lips to drag his mouth down her chin, neck, and collar bone. He is going to drive her as crazy as she's driving him. Which, really, wouldn't be too hard if he was clear headed. Instead that voice that isn't his just urges him to touch her in any place he can to make her come unglued. Hands, mouth, tongue, it doesn't really matter bit of his is touching what bit of hers. As long as she's writhing under him and begging? He is winning. ]

Come on then, Zed. [ He speaks the words against her skin, purposely trailing his fingers along with each word he drawls out. ] Give us a purr or two.

( she doesn't mean to make it difficult. he's warned her about that - more than once, but she keeps coming back. after having visions of him for so long, after how much he means to her (although the exact meaning she isn't sure of yet) she's not about to leave.

if she had been clear headed there was no way she'd let john think he was winning, or let him win at all. except she doesn't care about that right now. she's been so careful and guarded, it's nice to give up that bit of control.

she arches into his touch, her eyes closed. )

Mmmm. ( she wants to. but now that he's asking for it... he can wait a little bit. a tiny smirk tugs at her lips. ) Make me.

[ Now that turns out to be the wrong answer. Constantine's eyes flick open to stare up at her. The eyes are dark with that hunger and need, but there is still that cocky annoyed expression. Not that he usually minds a bit of tease and chase while sleeping with someone. It usually makes one hell of a party. But, when the brain is foggy and the body is moving due to a magic spell? Games are the last thing someone wants to deal with.

He gives her one of his slick, annoyed and yet cocky grins. ]

You are going to regret that little demand. [ Do it, John. Make her beg for it. Make it be the only thing she is ever going to want ever again.

The mistletoe didn't need to edge him on further. Now his ego has been a bit prickled. He balances is weight on one arm as he takes one of her breasts into his mouth. Her shirt and bra are still on, but that works fine for him. It will just add a bit of texture for this tactile psychic to handle.

Constantine's other hand presses against her stomach with his fingers spread wide. He trails tiny little designs on that tanned skin of hers, moving down slowly until his thumb dips down to touch her between his legs. Then he grins. Ah, perfect. Instead of just leaving it there though, he moves his thumb in circles agsinst her.

Drive her psst her brink, John. Keep going. Push her. Push her. Make her yours. ]

Edited 2014-12-07 19:56 (UTC)

( maybe it's because she's a tactile psychic that zed isn't even aware of how foggy her brain is. or she just doesn't care. she grins at him and is about to retort when she feels his mouth on her breast. her eyes close and her head tilts back. this time she's biting her tongue she's going to hold off on giving constantine the satisfaction of those purrs for as long as she can. which was going to be harder than she thought it would be.

she's aware of her shirt and bra, and wants to shed it as quickly as possible, she'll have to wiggle her way out of that later.

oh, oh. she gasps when she feels his thumb between her legs. yeah, holding on was going to be a lot harder than she thought it would be.

she needs to find something to do with her hands. she puts them on his head, running her fingers through his hair - raking her nails against his scalp. )

[ Oh, no. She's keeping that shirt and bra on because he plans on using them against her. In the best way, of course. He can't help the smirk as she gasps, knowing he's got the upper hand.

Until, that is, she starts combing her fingers through his hair. It feels like small shocks being sent down his spine at her touch. His eyes shut tightly and he paused in his efforts, a low and animal like growl coming from his throat. Her nails brushed his hair back and his hand went straight against her sacred spot.

It was almost pathetic how he lifted his head just a fraction higher to lean into her touch. No. It was pathetic. He'd say so himself if he wasn't completely overwhelmed by this stupid need and drive to have her beg for him. Hell, he'd let her have her way with him if it wasn't for that. ]

Edited 2014-12-08 07:29 (UTC)

John Constantine | NBC!Constantine

7 this tag is short because LET'S GET DOWN TO BUISNESS

this is going to be hilarious omg

idk if i'm loling or sqeeing more tbh

currently, i'm laughing too hard to squee

i think this might kill us tbh

yep, i will agree to this 100%

we can come back as ghosts and haunt them

haunting our own muses how

how about we haunt the set then? haunt the writers till this happens on the show.

haunts NBC TO RENEW IT FIRST OMG

UGH YES GET ON THIS NBC

I think I might cry if it doesn't get renewed

me too. prayer circle right now?

john wouldn't want one tho

what john doesn't know won't hurt us

but he shares my headspace!!

put cotton wool in his ears?

pretty sure he would still figure it out :(

i bet we could trick him somehow. he doesn't know everything!

hurry CON THE CON MAN

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

no subject

no subject

no subject