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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

snowfall;
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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This is... perfect.

Hold still.
[ Simon brushed Clary's hair off her shoulder, tucking it behind her ear. He licked his lips, he could tell just where Clary's pulse was beating in her jugular.

He opened his mouth and leaned forward, his hand resting on the side of Clary's face as he sunk his fangs in trying to be as careful as possible. The bite was easy, even with his unsteady hands, slowly the blood started flowing through and filled his mouth.

He knew exactly what was to come and yet it wasn't enough to prepare him. The taste, the smell and the warmth were incomparable and it was hard not to drink too fast.]

Oh...

[ Whatever Clary had expected, this wasn't it. The bite did not hurt--not even close. It felt like lightning striking her from the point where Simon's fangs made contact all the way down to the tips of her toes. Like really, really pleasant lightning that left her feeling flushed and warm all over, every nerve ending lit up and firing.

She sagged her weight against Simon without even meaning to, heart pounding hard in her chest. She could feel her pulse at the point where Simon bit into her. ]

[ Simon caught Clary in his arms, cradling her head and allowing her to lean on him completely. He breathes in deeply, taking in Clary's scent and her blood, it was beyond intoxicating and the taste was just as perfect as he imagined it to be, even better than that. He bid his time, slowly sinking his fangs deeper, increasing the flow of blood and slowly drinking from her. Not letting a single drop go to waste. ]

[ Clary noticed, dimly, caught up in a haze, that Simon's skin did start to feel warmer as he drank from her. Not as warm as a living human, certainly, but when she pressed a hand against his chest, his skin wasn't freezing like it had been before.

She felt her head swim a little, unsure if it was from the sudden bloodloss or the weird high she was feeling. She reached up, resting her hand against the back of Simon's neck. ]

Simon, stop now, please.

[ Simon had to gather himself, slowly pulling his fangs from her neck. It was such an exhilarating feeling, he'd drank just a little of her blood and Simon could instantly feel his senses sharpening.

He felt her blood rushing through him, spreading warmth through his body like wildfire. He looked at Clary and tried to find any source of discomfort from her. Hoping he hadn't taken too much from her. ]

Sorry, I got carried away. Are you okay? Was that too much?

[ Clary shook her head and reached up to press her hand against Simon's face affectionately. The least of her worries was Simon accidentally taking too much from her, really. If he ever brought her any harm, it would be her own fault for constantly overestimating his ability to control his relatively newfound powers.

Truthfully, Clary felt equal parts intoxicated and suddenly anemic. It was a bad mix when trying to keep a level head in the face of being trapped in a snow storm. ]

I literally haven't felt this good ever in my life, actually.

[ She pulled Simon's face closer and kissed him square on the mouth, even though he tasted like blood still. ]

Are you okay? Do you need more?

[ Simon smiled at Clary's response even though he still felt a little worried that he might have overdone it, at the very least Clary seemed relaxed right now. He held her steady in his arms and kissed her back, feeling much warmer now than he was just a couple of minutes ago. ]

Yeah, I'm okay-- I'm warm! amd I just really don't want to make you sick.

[ Clary wrapped her arms up around Simon's neck and pressed her lips against his face. She opened her mouth to tell him, for the millionth time, how much she appreciated and loved him, but cut off with the unmistakable sound of a crash and a bang coming from immediately downstairs.

She sat up straight, halfway out of the blanket and holding out her arm protectively to keep Simon behind her, squinting into the kitchen. Even with the vampire venom in her system dulling her senses, she felt the hair at the back of her neck standing on end. ]

I'm going to see what that was.

[ Simon had his hand on Clary's back for support. That didn't sound like the wind at all and neither him or Clary had found anyone currently in the house, there was no car in the driveway or signs of anyone inhabiting the cabin.

He tried to focus his hearing to confirm the prescence of another person in the house but there was nothing, he really couldn't let Clary go by herself. ]

I'm coming with you! I just drank your blood and you probably shouldn't move too much.

[ Clary reached for her sweater and climbed out of the coccoon of blankets, yanking it over her head. Her jeans were still wet and cumbersome so--intruder or not, this would just have to suffice for a potential fight.

Classic horror movie move, she really should have expected all of this. ]

Just wait up here for me, Simon. What if we both ended up getting stuck in the basement? It's better if we use each other as back up.

[ She picked up her witch light and headed toward the kitchen. If it came down to it, she knew Simon could dig her seraph blade out of the car in record time. They were too well armed for a horror movie death, probably. ]

I'll yell if I need you, okay?

Okay. But if I hear anything I'm coming down right away!

[ Okay, in all honesty what was Simon supposed to do? Clary was clearly more prepared for this than he was and her plan actually made sense. Even if he really didn't want it to because he just thought that if she suddenly got attacked by a large man with a hook for a hand he'd always regret it.

But chances were that Clary would beat the ever loving crap out of him before that happened so, Simon was, rightfully paranoid but most likely wrong nonetheless. ]

Should I get dressed for this? [ He said talking to Clary as she retreated, she probably didn't hear him. She was too good at this whole Shadow Hunting thing.]

[ Dearest Simon: there are a few brief minutes of silence as she gets down there, and then--glass crashing and a high-pitched scream.

WHAT will you do? ]

[ Simon is quick to raise to his feet, not really caring about getting dressed so he's just running down the stairs in his boxer briefs. He bares his fangs and gets ready to kill whoever is attacking Clary.

Simon rushes into the basement, eyes wide and searching the room for Clary]

I'm here! What happened?! Clary!

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I SAID GODDAMM THIS WAS THE PERFECT TTIME

i dont have an icon for this LMAO

uh oh

SWEET ANGLE WINE

YOURE SUPPOSED TO SPIT IT OUT BUT NO WAY JOSE THIS TASTES LIKE FRUIT

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ARE WE GONNA DIE EVERYONE CALM DOWN

CALM THE F*CK DOWN

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