( let it snow )

[bottecellie]

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 ‧:❉:‧

Comments

[lightofheart]

[ At least she had Karen. She liked Karen, so keeping close to her to try to keep the both of them warm wasn't an issue at all. Kairi had settled down on the bench, but quickly found herself getting back up, because sitting just wasn't going to do anything for her at all. She reached out to lightly pat Karen's head before jumping up off of the bench and standing herself close to Jim.

He shouldn't mind, right? ]

Ah... I will be if we try to keep moving. Maybe we'll get lucky and there'll actually be something pretty close, right?

[ It's not like she wanted to rush him, but she was a bit worried about Karen, too. And the sooner the two girls got someplace warm, the better, she guessed. ]

[bitingly]

Oh. ( Yes, okay. That makes sense. Not just a whale in space, then, but an actual alien whale. ) So do they breathe star dust, then?

[slushfund]

I'm looking into it. [ Now that'd he'd be attending Saikyoudai, he'd certainly need a closer apartment - he couldn't rely on Rui's taxi service anymore.

He looked forward to an entirely new campus to monopolize; there was no time to waste, a decision would have to be made fairly soon. His extortion book would help with that. Able to afford taking it easy for the time being, Hiruma spends his time working on new strategies that benefitted each of his new teammates. A good kicker, however...

Ah, now he wants to get up. Dragging himself off Musashi's broad chest, swinging a leg over him, the quarterback straightens his shoulders, fingers working at a hitch in his neck. ] Lucky you, I'll have to burn up your contract now that you're working for the enemy, keke.

/)u(\

[hypercompetent]

[No. Definitely not. And Stiles definitely complains about it. All the time. 24/7. He's maybe a little bit in denial. But then again, if you never put a name to something like this, then you never really have to discuss it.

Which, speaking of which. There's a couple more minutes of quiet, blissfully distracting, awesome kissing. Stiles likes kissing. He likes it a lot. It was a shame he had to wait so long to do it. Shifting a hand back to rest gently on Derek's neck, he pulls away a little slowly, breaking into a grin.]

Y'knooow, my pants are still soaking wet--

gnee.

[triskeles]

[ Maybe not 24/7, but still enough for Derek to have much of the rants memorized by now. But where Stiles sits in his denial, he tends to look at it as something they don't actually need to talk about. They know what they are, even if there's no discussion about it. That's what matters.

And at least Stiles can make up for a distinct lack of kissing that he's apparently been wanting for so long. For him, he hasn't missed it-- not when the memories of his kisses before the grinning teenager in front of him are so tarnished.

Not a thought to have. Better to focus on how he's become all right with Stiles' hand against his neck, and how much he enjoys that grin. He huffs, curling his fingers against Stiles' neck. ]

And I take it you want me to do something about that.

[empirics]

Well, "simple" isn't exactly the word I'd use.

[and, it seems an evasion is what she's going to get. or, rather, a half-answer.]

You know, I think colors are what took the most getting used to. [but whether that's once he remembered, or before, he stays silent on. and then there's a pause.]

Don't laugh.

[togetkilledbyamockingbird]

[ ... Well, seeing Shiro upset still had the same effect on him it had when she was drink of liquor candies. This might not technically be the Wretched Egg he's talking to, but... oh, screw it. He pours himself a glass as well, sans the marshmallows. ]

Branches of Sin.

[ He spins with the glass, and plops down next to her. ]

I'm a Deadman too, remember? My Branch of Sin just works a bit differently than others' do.

[oforder]

When you inflict harm upon yourself, you also inflict upon Shiro simply by virtue of sharing the same flesh. She is a part of you, my beloved Egg.

[ It's an acquired taste. And the kind Wilhelm drinks is definitely not the wine most people start off with. ]

If your intention is to protect her, does that not mean protecting yourself, as well?

[oforder]

And nobody has attempted to save it?

[technologic]

Of course we're attempting to! But we're having to start from square one again because practically everything was wiped out in the explosions.

[angroy]

[Roy will blow him off as much as he pleases. Wow, what a terrible sentence.]

I know, but I still had things to do and the storm's in the way, now.

[Thinks nothing of the shoulder punch. He just sighs.

AND NO. JULIE DESERVES THE SHOULDER PUNCH BECAUSE SHE SUCKS AND ANY HATE TOWARD HER AND HER FAULTY REPORTS IS WELL-DESERVED.]

[rulesdragons]

Oh gosh Pegasus, do try to keep your head on Earth? At the moment, Kaiba doesn't share his thoughts.

"Now you're blabbing about 'fate' or 'destiny' aren't you? Things like this aren't written in stone." He sighs and gently breaks off the head of his snowman and nibbles on it. He fears it'll fall apart (and land on the floor...) if he handles it too much as a whole.

But he doesn't detest the man's presence. He is just a little bit grating, sometimes. Not too often, though.

[andwolf]

[ as soon as he says 'don't laugh,' she tries to fight the grin on her face. this is more because this is an actual conversation between them on lives before the curse than it is a smirk at his expense.. ]

I'm not! [ defensive. ]

What colors did you have at home?

[bloodscore]

Of course we can. [Smiles and puts his hand briefly over Sasha's.] You just have to get warm first.

[acroarachnid]

Oh. Right. "No time for snow; only justice." That'd scare the snow senseless. We should call him.

[ But not really - despite the frigid turnout of their little getaway, Peter was quite content with it being just the two of them. It means he could be a little more open than usual.

He pressed against Roy, more and more, til he had the archer sprawled on his back, and then like lightning, Peter was lying on top of him. His arms were folded across the redhead's chest and he was resting his chin on them. ]

I dunno; I wouldn't go that far. It mixes well with this.

[ferroustigmata]

Okay

[On the couch, Sasha yawns, having woken up.]

[empirics]

Everything was pretty monochrome, actually. And red. Sometimes.

[he sighs and rolls his eyes in jest; he walked right into that one. and then, because he has to take up the defensive at sometime or another:]

I'd seen them before, alright. It's not like I was inexperienced.

[eyeforaneye]

[ That hot breath against his neck nearly gets him to speak up, his body tense already. Che. No sense of personal space at all. ]

You can't just run it. It takes work... Investments, overhead, workers... [ It's strange that Sasuke keeps focusing on this, really.

It's not like he worries about someone else's future or anything. Baka. ]

[taintedwhite]

[Shiro gives Toto a big happy grin when he comes to sit next to her. She clicks their mugs together before taking another sip of cocoa. Her lips are now coated in a thin layer of shimmering brown.]

Shiro remembers! ...How does it work?

[taintedwhite]

[Wretched Egg gives him a side glance as he calls her "My beloved" once more. There are only two people here who call her that: Wilhelm and Mockingbird. Still the ways they both say it were just as different as can be.

She downs half the content of her glass before answering him.]

No one can truly harm me. That's why I'm the only one who can protect Shiro.

[andwolf]

No one said you were.

[ but, oh, that broad, broad grin that remains on her face. she even gives him a friendly nudge. because. ]

And you clearly have experience with red.

[hypercompetent]

[In a way, that's what makes them so different from their motley crew of friends. Scott and Allison are like a Disney couple, Lydia and Jackson, screwed up but in the right way. They both tended to flaunt their relationships, but Derek and Stiles? Not so much. They were already practically married in the first place.

The huff makes his grin widen even more, and he punctuates it with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Maybe he's being a little ridiculous. But his hand never leaves Derek's neck, his thumb rubbing a little into a knot of tension there. Jeez, Derek.]

That was the general implication? I mean, unless you want me to freeze my ass off, lit-er-a-lly.

[triskeles]

[ With them, they sit comfortably with Erica and Boyd, where they don't flaunt it. But at the same time, they aren't publicly couple-y, as far as Derek considers. He can remember the rest of his family being openly affectionate, beyond what Derek does with Stiles in front of the pack.

He's just very private, and kind of always has been.

Don't act surprised, every muscle in his body has knots somewhere in them. Cocking an eyebrow in response to the waggle, he slides his hands down from Stiles' neck, slow and soft, down along his shoulders to his sides and onwards. Their eventual path winds up with him casually slipping them into the back pockets of Stiles' jeans. ]

That'd be an unfortunate loss.

[nukeoleptic]

[ Jade maintains her stare, eyebrows lifted, before she carefully puts the cup down. She steps out into the yard then, leaning down, and packing what is clearly a snowball. ]

[notambidextrous]

[ he isn't really the laughing type, but Malik would snort in derision. he knows a thing or two about stealth, and this boy is the exact opposite of it. ]

I believe I asked you a question first.

[ he doesn't appreciate being ignored. ]