Jingle bells, Batman smells—!

[taintedcrimson]

Happy Holidays Meme

It's the most wonderful time of the year! Wherever your character is, whatever their feelings on the plethora of holidays found in December, they're bound to be caught up in the festivities. It's up to you what kind of holiday they'll experience! (Feel free to exchange Christmas for whatever holiday your character celebrates.)

Directions
1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc.
2. Roll a number between 1-17 (gen) or 1-4 (smut) for a prompt.
3. Reply to others and play out the scenario!


Gen Prompts
1. Tree Shopping — There's nothing like a freshly cut tree at Christmas. Do you go out into the woods to find one yourself, or do you stroll through a lot while it's snowing, looking for the perfect tree?

2. Ice Skating — Do you skate at rink or out on a frozen pond? Have you ever skated before? How many times do you fall?

3. Pinterest Fails — You're set on making your own gifts this year, so you try out some adorable Pinterest ideas... And fail miserably. How do you salvage Christmas?

4. Secret Santa — The names have been drawn and now you're tasked with finding the right gift for someone who you may hardly know. Is it easy, or do you have to do some reconnaissance before making your decision?

5. Christmas Market — There are stalls of handcrafts and delicious goodies lining the streets, with crowds of people out walking in the snow and drinking mulled wine.

6. Decorating the Tree — How will the two of you decorate the tree? Do you spend a half hour untangling the twinkle lights, make popcorn strings while listening to carols, argue over who gets to put the star on top?

7. Road Trip — The snacks are packed and you’re ready to go to grandma’s house. But what happens when you lose GPS signal and get lost in the middle of nowhere or the car breaks down?

8. Stuck in the Airport — You’re snowed in and the hotels are full of fellow delayed passengers. Why don’t they make these chairs more comfortable for sleeping in?

9. Avoiding the Family — You’re obligated to go home for the holiday, but there’s only so much you can take of your family. Go for a walk, stop by the bar, whatever it takes for a little peace and quiet - and meet someone along the way.

10. Christmas Party — Are you hosting the event, or just bringing an extra bottle of wine? Is it a work function? How many glasses of spiked eggnog have you had?

11. Baking Shenanigans — How long does it take for the two of you to destroy the kitchen, either with forgetting to put the lid on the blender or simply starting a food fight?

12. Burned the Turkey — Well, the main course is a little blackened. Time for Chinese food, or is it pizza this year?

13. Mistletoe — The little sprig of green strikes again! Are you the one stuck under it, or the lucky finder ready to claim your prize?

14. Last Minute Shopping — Are you out fighting the crowds for the best deals? Or are you behind one of the counters, stuck in the annual retail holiday hell?

16. Turbo Man — You have one last thing on your shopping list, but it's the hottest of the season and everywhere is sold out. There's only one left — but they've spotted it too! Who will walk away victorious?

17. Taking in a Show — Who doesn't love going to the theater during the holiday season? The shows always seem a little more magical this time of year, and that new musical sounds like just what you need to get in the spirit.

18. Write-in Option — Is there something we missed? Is there another scenario you want to play out? Go for it!



Smut Prompts
1. Present Under the Tree — You've wrapped yourself up and are waiting for that special someone.

2. Sneaking Away at a Party — No, you can't wait until you get home or the guests leave, you need them now.

3. Keeping Warm During a Snowstorm — The power's gone out and you have to stay warm somehow...

4. Baking Surprise — How on earth did you get chocolate there? Oh well, can't let it go to waste!

Comments

[jobbies]

[Charlie answers with a quiet nod of his head and tips back another drink. Then he looks out over the frozen lake and the snow covered forest beyond, just admiring the view.]

It's not bad out here. [He says after awhile.] I definitely prefer the city because I'm not a lumberjack but this is nice.

[assholic]

[She's quiet too, thinking about her own brain monsters and trying to cram them back so they don't ruin what might be a nice evening. She shifts a bit on the box she's sitting on, looking out over the lake.]

You think only lumberjacks live out in the great wide open?

[jobbies]

Well, no. I bet there's some hermits living out here somewhere. And some bears. Probably a lot of raccoons.

[City boy hasn't seen the outside of a city very often and it shows.]

[assholic]

Not sure if we have bears out here.

[Charlie. Life wasn't a Disney film.]

Also think you might be the closest thing to a hermit out here- or maybe that's me.

[She kicked a little snow out over the lake, then looked up.]

I think it's going to start snowing again. We show go in the cabin.

[jobbies]

I guess it is starting to look kinda dark up there.

[He squints up at the heavy gray clouds rolling in from the north. And is it just him or has the wind started to pick up a little? Charlie pulls one foot up like he's getting ready to untie his skate when he pauses and looks up at her, his green eyes glittering with excitement.]

Hey! Wanna hop on my back and I'll give you a quick spin around the lake?

[assholic]

Charlie...

[The look she gives him is fondly exasperated.]

You can't carry me, let alone skate with me.

[jobbies]

[The look he gives her is fondly offended and his voice pitches high with insult.]

Are you kidding me? Jess, I dump trash bigger than you on a daily basis. I hauled Mac off an ice rink on skates no problem and he was total dead weight. I can carry you on ice, okay?

[He stands facing away from her and gets into a low, steady stance on the ice. Then he looks back at her over his shoulder and reaches his hands behind him like he's ready to give her a piggy back.]

[assholic]

You calling me trash?

[Said with a grin as he got up and assumed the position on the ice. She gave him both brows raised, as if seriously questioning his sanity- which she kinda was.]

Charlie... you can't be serious.

[jobbies]

I'm very serious.

[Charlie waits, still assuming the same position. He's a bit taller in the skates but it shouldn't be that hard for her to get on.]

...Am I too high? I can get lower.

[He crouches a little lower then wiggles his fingers, beckoning her to hop on.]

[assholic]

Oh, you're high all right.

[She stood up, coming over, carefully, on the ice.]

I'm too heavy and you're not a pack mule, Chuck.

[jobbies]

[Another glance over his shoulder. She's coming onto the ice, that's a good sign!]

You're not too heavy. You're not heavier than me. And I might not be a pack mule but I'm pretty sure I was a centaur in a past life. I can handle it.

[Charlie claps his hands together once and adjusts his stance slightly, champing at the bit like a horse waiting for the blast of the starting gun.]

[assholic]

Centaurs aren't real, you moron.

[She comes over and stands behind him, giving his butt a quick pat. Why? Because he was sticking it out there for it to be patted.]

How many of those beers've you had, Chuck?

[jobbies]

Yeah, they're not real anymore because they went extinct.

[Everybody knows that, Jess!]

What? I'm only on my fourth beer. That's like barely any for me. I'm not drunk, okay?

[assholic]

[She presses her lips in a line, not quite willing to pick at that steaming pile of his wrongness. It was along the same lines as his illiteracy. She focused on the latter instead.]

Less concerned about how drunk you are and more with how many hits to the head you've already had.

[jobbies]

A lot and I've survived 'em all so far!

[Spoken loud and proud. Brain damage? What brain damage?]

Are you really that concerned about my head or are you just worried I'm gonna drop you?

[assholic]

Kind of a little of both.

[Oh, he has so much brain damage. Enough so that she had a little niggle of guilt when she thought about it.]

[jobbies]

Well, I'm not gonna hit my head. And I'm definitely not going to drop you. You just have to hang on tight.

...But, like, not tight enough to choke me out.

[Because if there's anyone who could accidentally choke him out, it's her.]

[assholic]

[She stood there, staring at him for a moment, then looked around as if looking for advice. Then, she threw up her hands before going over and gingerly climbing onto his back.]

Fuck it. I've done dumber things.

[jobbies]

[Charlie gives a raspy, exuberant shout.]

Woooh! Alright! You ready? Here we go!

[Once she's on he reaches back to grip her thighs and only then does he start moving, pushing off against the ice.
It takes a bit longer and more effort to really get going and his legs are certainly getting a workout but despite having another person on his back, Charlie seems just as confident on his feet as he was before. Pretty soon the rush of wind is in his ears as they glide parallel with the lake's edge and he has to shout over the sound to hear himself.]

How you holding up back there?

[assholic]

I'm holding.

[She was careful with her grip, making sure she didn't hurt him or, god forbid, block his breathing and make him pass out while skating. It had been a long time since she'd been on ice, and she forgot about the fun part of it before she'd had her mishap. It reminded her a little of her jump-flying.]

[jobbies]

[Around the lake they go, past snow covered trees and frozen forest landscape. Fortunately the lake froze after the snow fell leaving the ice clear and smooth, perfect for skating. However, if the few snowflakes in the air are anything to go by, there's more snow on the way. Charlie makes a wide turn on the ice and with the wind against his back, its much easier to speed across the ice.

The only indication that he's about to do something is when his grip tightens on the backs of Jess' thighs. Then he twists his hips in a quick forward-to-backward transition that has them suddenly speeding backwards in the direction his heels instead of his toes. Charlie turns his head both to see how she's doing and to see where he's going, a grin on his face.]

[assholic]

[Shock covered her face as he flipped around, and she smacked his shoulder.]

What do you think I am? Some kind of Charlie airbag for falling on your ass on the ice?

[jobbies]

[Somehow he knew he'd get some flack for that but it doesn't stop him from zigzag backwards over the ice.]

What, you don't like going in reverse? You want me to turn around? Okay!

[He twists around again, transitioning from backwards to forwards with an unfair amount of ease.]

How's that? Better?

[assholic]

You're a goddamn lunatic, Charlie Kelly.

[But it was kind of nice to see him smiling like that. He had a strange confidence skating that he didn't seem to have doing some other things.]

[jobbies]

Oh, am I a lunatic? Would a lunatic do this?

[Turning sharply, he charges full speed across the lake toward the shore where their beer bottles were left resting on the ice. It almost looks like he's going to careen right off the ice but then Charlie twists his body sideways and leans away at the last moment. His skates send up a shower of ice shavings as he comes to a quick stop.]