quaranmeme | MISTLEGLOW: a kissing meme

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MISTLEGLOW: a kissing meme

mistleglow: a kissing meme

Some residents may remember that back in September, a love-drunk and confusion-spell-addled newlywed mage from Gramarye Magic Research let loose some pretty little fairy lights that trapped people in the city in little invisible bubbles until they kissed (and any kind of kiss would do). Well, the same slightly-less-newlywed but no less romantically-inclined mage happens to really, really enjoy the winter season, and thinks it's totally romantic. That particular sentiment is pretty common in the Quarantine - while Hygge is the celebration of familial love, the residents of the Quarantine all agree that that family often includes partners and lovers. Besides that, the folklore of mistletoe as being representative of love and friendship is something that the Quarantine has in common with the universes many residents inhabit.

So, as the last week and a half of December rolls around, residents around the Quarantine will see the result of the resident romantic trying to share a bit of Hygge love - small, glowing sprigs of mistletoe will be floating around the Quarantine, ready to trap people up and make them share a bit of affection.

how it works

● Two or more characters walking under one of these glowing, floating sprigs will get stuck for one hour, trapped inside an invisible enclosure with an approximate three foot radius. The only options are to either wait out the hour, or to kiss! Characters will know they're meant to kiss, because part of the magic spell is the sudden and intense knowledge that they should kiss in order to break free. There is no compulsion to kiss, just the knowledge that that's how to get free. This time, instead of any kind of kiss working, there will be different types of kisses that will work to release the trapped residents depending on the color of mistleglow:

RED: MOUTH ● ORANGE: NECK ● YELLOW: CHEEK
GREEN: FOREHEAD ● BLUE: HAND ● VIOLET: BUTTERFLY

Trapped residents will not know what kind of kiss will work for each color and may have to experiment before finding the right one.

● Post up a top-level for your character with the types of kisses you're interested in threading out, and then go forth and have your character kiss (or refuse to kiss) others!
● This meme is for characters already accepted into the game to play with the mistleglow prompt from this month's test drive meme. If your character is not yet accepted into the game, please use the TDM post!
● This meme is GAME CANON, so any threads played out in this meme can be carried through into the actual canon of the game.
● Much like the TDM, threads on this meme can count for Activity Points, but not the monthly Activity Check.

header image is from santa's factory by Clement Danveau

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Since I was with a man? [He tried to think.] Does it count if there was a woman there also? What if the man was dressed like a woman? [That would likely answer Dodger's question concerning whether or not Ragnar would know where to put what.

It was ridiculously tempting to retaliate when Dodger released him, but the promise of more kept him from doing anything he'd regret.

Just as Dodger had likely intended, his body arched into the searing touch with a hissed exhale.

The proposed deal made Ragnar smirk in a mix of annoyance and amusement.] And what does that mean? How do I 'earn' it? [He propped himself up slightly on his elbows, the icy blue gaze fixed on Dodger looked equal parts lustful and homicidal.]

[Just like he expected, the man is an amateur. But an eager one, and that's really all that matters. There's something thrilling about the concept of marking new territory, one that's always drawn him to those that don't know better than to let him explore them.

And that hint of homicide in his look cements Dodger's excitement. It isn't aggression, it's cold and dry and confident and it nearly catches him in that serpent spell again. It makes him think of the feeling of Ivar's knives cutting his flesh, and he can't say he's opposed to it at the moment.

He lets out a short huff of laughter, leaning down to press another kiss to the very edge of Ragnar's visible skin.]

Simple. I'm not gonna do shit until you figure it out. [His eyes flick up to the older man then, mischievous and coy.] Feel free to feel me up while you're thinking, though.

[ Gladio feels himself nudged (gently) to the side, hardly noticing it (a second time) until Gintoki's rude drawl reaches his ears and he finally turns toward his snow-haired neighbor of sorts. Neighbor as in, they currently breathe the same air but not exactly by choice. Not when Gintoki gives him that fuckin' face as if Gladio had a say in how he decided to walk into his obviously unmistakable form.

But for real, Gin. Open your damn eyes, maybe. Which is a rude reaction to this anyway but he doesn't feel exactly THE NEED to impress this white-mopped guy.]

Hey, maybe watch where you're going - I'm not exactly easy to miss.

[ Gladio likewise lifts his large, heavily tattoed arms to the sky and asks it why the fuck, man. ]

Seriously?! You didn't get enough the first time?

[ Gladio drops his gaze after a moment, and shakes his head, his shoulders sagging and his arms swinging to the side. After a while, he turns to Genji and shrugs. The cold isn't fun, but he's obviously no wilting flower either. He starts to rub his arms over the sleeves of his thin hoodie and shivers, but is more than happy to fight through it if he has to with vertical push-ups. But then again... why bother fighting at all? ]

So... here we are again.

[ One would think a person carrying around a power bar just in case and offering it to a friend wouldn't be a big deal, but Finn is a maelstrom of fondness for his friends at literally any given moment in time. Every single day of Finn's life, Rey does something so Rey that he's left in awe. Which would be weird when it's something like how she rolls up socks or whatever, but he doesn't have a frame of reference.

He just has a lot of Feelings. He cannot handle this constant loop of appreciation for people existing as he orbits them. Finn accepts the bar and doesn't open it yet. ]

Makes me wish I'd been paying more attention. [ Mistletoe lesson learned: stop panicking. ] Cheek, maybe?

[ if there's one thing i know about finn, it's that he will definitely make some effort to dance around the mouth kiss because it feels like the most awkward one to suggest outright. ]

[Rey would have a lot of feelings too if Finn had given her a power bar, or any food. When she first arrived here, she hadn't expected anyone to be kind or share food. When Cisco offered her a gummy bear she was hesitant to take it. Nothing was ever given freely, there was always a catch...but more importantly, food was scarce. To have it be given so easily...it was touching.]

Cheek?

[She gives a moment to think it over. Would....would it be okay to just exchange a kiss? A quick one. Just to get them out of this mess and get more food in Finn.]

..We could do that. Do you...or should I?

[Who gets to be the lucky one to be kissed?]

[Alec had been careful and hadn't been caught by the weird mistletoe unless he was with Magnus. But luck and reflexes can't always compete with slippery, ice covered ground, no matter how good his balance might be.

Looking at the being who's caught with him, Alec thinks he looks vaguely familiar. Maybe he's seen while he's been training with the other Guards or he was friends with one of them?

Scowling at the mistletoe, he lets out a sigh.]

Do you know if platonic kisses work?

[He shifted his weight to one elbow so he could reach down and card his fingers through Dodger's hair, fully expecting him to keep going. When he didn't, when he told him the plan, or the deal, or the game, whatever it was supposed to be, Ragnar's expression remained an icy mask.

He let Dodger finish what he had to say and then tightened the hold on his hair, grabbing a fistful of it, and yanked him forward as if he were going to kiss him again. Instead, he met him halfway with a headbutt aimed at Dodger's nose. He doubted that would wipe the smirk off his face, but it would make it considerably more tolerable. At the same time, he brought up one of his legs to knee Dodger hard in his inner thigh, hoping it would either surprise or hurt him enough for him to flip them back over.

He didn't loosen the vice grip he had on the man's hair, yanking his head back as he tried to flip their positions.]

I have no interest in idiotic games. [He let go of Dodger's hair, his hand moving to his neck like it was instinctual. His hold on it was tight, choking for a moment to get Dodger's attention before loosening his grip just enough for the young man to be able to draw breath.] If you want to do this, we can. If you want to play games, I am leaving.

[ Maybe, in another life, at another time. When she was a little older and he was a lot less focused on the Resistance.

At the moment, though, Poe just closes his eyes and drums on empty air. ]

I dunno. It could be sweet, if it wasn't for the whole magic part. [ He's trying not to fidget. He doesn't want her to think that he wants to get away from her. That's not it at all. He's not even sure what it is. He just knows that being held here is making him edgy in a way he didn't expect.

(Being held there, being trapped that's what it is, and as soon as he thinks "I'm trapped" he shoves the thought away as hard as he can. He's fine. They're both fine.) ]

S'fun, learning new traditions and holidays. One of the best parts of spacetravel.

[Another life, another time when there wasn't a war going on. When things were peaceful, and their lives weren't dedicated to bringing down the First Order.]

Sweet...uh-huh.

[She can't imagine it. Finding a reason why or how this could be considered sweet. If someone needed a plant to kiss someone else, then they probably shouldn't be kissing to begin with! To kiss someone because a plant was making them was stupid...and childish.]

Better to observe than be forced to participate.

[They couldn't dwell on the negatives of this. Not if they were going to survivor the next couple of minutes or so. Rey does cast a look at Poe, noting the way he's drumming on the barrier, a way for him to fidget. He wants out.

Just suck it up and deal with it.]

But...for the sake of 'learning' new traditions... [She takes a deep breath, moves a bit closer to Poe and simply...tries a peck on the cheek, far from his mouth.

Nothing.

DAMNIT!]

Nope. Only got trapped in this thing once- and it was awkward but not yellow so.

[She wrinkles her nose and offers out her hand]

Maybe hand kiss?

Yeah? [ Breathless, almost laughing. He can feel her whole body tensing. Her nails bite into the back of his hand. Her skin is almost too hot against his lips.

He can feel himself moving in her other hand, cock twitching upward, slick with precum and her attention. A tiny huff, softer words: ]

I've got you.

[ He leans in against her, one last hard stroke with thumb and fingertips. Then he's simply bearing down, giving her as much pressure as she wants to work with, and he lets go and falls into that small heart of senseless pleasure, a few precious seconds of total freedom. ]

[ Shigeru is actually about to type he's sorry again but he will refrain. He just looks flustered and awkward, but that's his usual look so not much changes?! ]

I guess so. [ Shigeru is never ready for this?! He needs to prepare himself for an action that many people give a second thought towards if only because he's not very familiar or comfortable around Ivar just yet. ]

We should try cheek first. [ That'll probably be the hardest for him in all honesty. ]

[ It's all she needs to finally reach that point, pleasure throwing her into ecstasy and she loses control for that moment. Her body arches into his, walls clenching around his fingers, her climax all over his hand as she calls out something. Or maybe it's just a yell that was supposed to be his name and didn't come out that way at all. Who knows. She doesn't.

Karen just knows it's felt like 84 fucking years since she's been able to have an orgasm like this.

Her hand has left his cock and is gripping the hem of the front of his shirt instead, knuckles pressed into the bare skin above his stomach. Whether to keep herself anchored or keep him close is anybody's guess. Maybe a little bit of both. ]

[Dodger lets out a yelp of pain, and the dog jumps to his feet with a yip of objection and his hackles raised. But once Dodger can breathe again, now pinned under the Viking and wincing in pain, he barks a command at the dog.]

Brink, stay out of it.

[The dog hesitates, before sitting and putting his ears back, but the fur along his back does not go down.

Dodger grins up at Ragnar, now even more sure that he's going to enjoy the fuck out of this. He can already feel a bruise forming on his nose, maybe one around his throat too, but fuck it, he'll wear them like a badge of honor.]

You're no fun. [He teases, not even a little bothered by the pain. It makes everything just a little more exciting.] Alright, you win - I'll do whatever you want.

[It could almost sound like begging, if his voice wasn't breathless and near laughter.]

[Keith rolled his eyes.]

I doubt that.

If we just get this over with, we can both just be on our way and never talk to each other again.

[Keith was okay with that. He leaned down to meet her halfway, easily kissing her back. But this mistletoe was picky, and they hadn't done it right. So, when they finished, they were still stuck.

Keith was confused, though he definitely knew it could be worse than being stuck with Lola. She was a good person to get stuck with.]

What's going on?

[ I mean, fair. Finn did not expect the agreement, though, that throws off his whole game.

Actually, he feels like he missed several important steps in the process that led him here. It doesn't get him up in arms as much as it leaves him vaguely mystified. ]

First time I've heard anyone call it a smooch. [ He also folds his arms. When in doubt, subconsciously mirror. ] I'd say it doesn't sound dignified, but we're standing in an invisible box. A lot of things went out the window.

You're not easy to miss?
_{[ Gintoki repeats, cocking his head to one of his shoulders. Half of his beer is over parts of him and on the floor— there's only one thing left to do with the other half of it: ]}

Maybe if your arrogance didn't take up so much room, you'd be easier to miss.
_{[ The rest of the beer? It's getting sloshed right into Gladio's face if he doesn't react quickly. There's a glass pint whirling your way. Thankfully, Gintoki isn't brash enough to release his hold on the handle.

He just wants to get you a little wet. ]}

_{[ This is easier since he doesn't know Noctis from Adam, but jeeze. This is annoying. Irritation is clear on Gintoki's face. He's really annoyed with being stuck in this situation— three times— and now a fourth time. ]}

Yeah.
Right on the ass.
_{[ His reaction is so sharp, it's obvious he's just being sarcastic. ]}

What are you, aah? New around here?
_{[ Gin, you're new too. ]}

I can't tell what you're more desperate for— sex or death.
_{[ yes.. back to what they were doing. ]}

Edited (better phrasing) 2017-12-26 21:00 (UTC)

_{[ Anyway, there's gotta be a quip thrown in there somewhere before any of this gets anymore serious. Honestly. Gintoki hates it when stuff like this starts getting serious. He shouldn't think about it too much but it's really hard not to when Osomatsu has made it painfully obvious that he admires him in some weird heroic way and that has struck a chord with Gintoki. Gintoki never understood that about himself. There isn't much about him to admire after all he's done, but people only see the heroic side of him and don't bother learning about the rest.

It isn't like he'd open up about the rest either.

He does just that, though. He tries not to think about it or make it weird in anyway. Instead, he just grabs Osomatsu by both of the shoulders and leans down to kiss him, it's a pretty forced kiss because he wants to make sure it counts, but nothing about it feels fond. ]}

My jacket?
_{[ Whoa, Aoba totally wants to wear his perfect fashion! It's about time somebody asked something like that.. and so foward too. He blinks, at loss, baffled that Aoba would ask for something like that so casually. All he's ever wanted was somebody to appreciate his clothing enough to dress like him, and here is Aoba admitting it.

A rose color flourishes over his cheeks. ]}

A..Absolutely! Oh, manifique! You can have the jacket! You can have any of it you want!!
_{[ Off the jacket goes as he excitably throws it over Aoba. Instantly, his teeth begin to chatter but the sight of seeing Aoba wearing his attire is making his face warm at least. ]}

Aoba-kun... you are so cool! Heh, I could kiss you right now!
_{[ partially cause he's excited about this and partially cause of the mistletoe magic. ]}

[that's fine. you gotta do what you gotta do, right? being forced into a kiss isn't sweet, or romantic. it's a pain in the ass. and as horny and skeezy as he is, he wants a kiss to mean something. especially his first kiss.

this was not his first kiss. it's his second. and it feels just as unnatural and awkward as the first. it's also with a guy who Osomatsu considers a pal. this has happened twice! but it's still kind of a big deal to him.

thankfully, he's not going to make it weird. he may have been confused about his sexuality as of late, but there's no reason to bring Gintoki into that. they're probably never going to discuss this again. on the outside, Osomatsu looks a bit flustered, but that's it. when they pull away, the light blinks off and the invisible box around them disappears. they did it! they completed the puzzle!

he should try to think of something funny to say...]

Good work, team.

Whatever I want? [He echoed the words thoughtfully, if a little skeptically. He loosened his hold on Dodger's neck and slid his hand up to the young man's mouth, tracing his lower lip with his thumb.] I was quite enjoying what we were doing before.

[He pressed his lips together, showing his disappointment and annoyance that Dodger had ruined a good thing. With a nod, he gave him a hard double pat on the cheek before roughly shoving him over until he was mostly on his stomach. Burying one hand in his hair to twist his head to the side, he grabbed a hold of his hip with his other hand, grinding forward against it as he pressed his mouth to Dodger's ear.]

What did you want, hm? [His voice was a raspy, harsh whisper.] Did you think I would beg? Like a dog.

[Wrapping his arm further around Dodger's waist, he palmed him roughly through his pants, rocking his hips forward again with a low grunt. Niceties over with, he tugged at the front of Dodger's pants until he got them opened and yanked them down a bit.]

Do you have oil? [He gave Dodger's hair a yank before he could answer.] If I let you up, will I regret it?

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