Seen around. 'TIS THE SEASON!

[head_psychic]

Because kissing under the mistletoe is an ancient and festive tradition... and it's important to share love at this time of year.

Two ways to play:

Request kisses.
If there's someone you'd like a kiss from, repost the picture above in a comment. Please be considerate--tag the muse's in-character contact post, or an old meme post, something like that. Don't tag a prompt response, a fic, or an RP thread. You may also post the picture to your journal, and mark the entry locked to whomever you want the kiss from.

Offer kisses.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post the picture in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.


Nice, season-ish meta kisses? Come on! (If only for the sake of shutting Shawn up, because he's been humming "Deck the halls" in my head all. Day. Long.)

Comments

[vivo-per-ardua.livejournal.com]

Tis the season. And I do believe I agreed to a kiss for my kissing experiment... *smiles*

((OOC: You have my full permission to do a short story if you want with Anna. I'm always curious to see how other people write her.))

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"They just called. They found the last piece of evidence." She absently rubbed her forehead. "Finally. What a day."

Shawn couldn't argue with her. The case had been frustrating, devastating even. Even the fake psychic had to admit that he felt a little strained but that might have been because he had just played out a highly strenuous split personality vision. Repeatedly switching between a deranged soprano singer and lumberjack-figured man had really taken a strain on his vocal chords. "Well. We got 'em!"

Anna smirked. "We do. I'm still not sure how I am going to work that rooftop episode into my report, though."

"The spirits demanded it."

"The spirits demanded a handstand?"

"Yes. Sometimes they want sacrifices, like the ancient gods."

She thought about that for a second. "That's creepy. But thank you, Shawn. I'm not sure if we had caught the bastard in time without you."

"But you put it all together." Which wasn't even a lie. Without Gus around it had been incredibly hard to focus, especially with all the weird, medical details and facts. "Besides, don't thank me. Thank the Christmas spirits. They told me it was my obligation to ensure you have a calm mind during the holidays. In return they demand that I spread the love."

Anna quirked an eyebrow at that. "Spread the love?"

"Yes. You ever seen Captain Planet? That kid with the monkey, he had this ring and always yelled "Heart!" and everything started glowing and people were nice to each other."

She laughed, her tired face lighting up a little and Shawn felt better immediately. He had never liked seeing people so drained from work and past worry. "You are going to yell heart at me?"

"Oh no, that would be terribly embarrassing and rude given the fact that you have a slight headache. Also, I don't have the ring." He put one arm behind his back. "I do, however, have this little thing here!" He pulled it back out and over their heads.

Anna blinked in surprise, looking at the small, green thing dangling from his fingers. "Where did you get that?"

Shawn pulled his 'mysterious face'. "The Christmas spirits brought it for us."

She took another good look, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitching. "Is that the one from the entrance hall?"

"Well, I don't know, I didn't ask where they got it from."

Anna looked at his perfectly serious face and broke into a giggle fit. She was about to comment on that when Shawn simply leaned forward and softly pressed his lips to hers, for a moment taking away the strain of a long, frustrating interstate case.

She liked the way he smelled and tasted of sun and beach and pineapple in the middle of December, Christmas just around the corner.

OOC

[vivo-per-ardua.livejournal.com]

Ack! This is so cute! And now my brain wants me to write a fic. XD

And this totally would've made her feel warm and fuzzy after a hard case. She tends to shut down. :(

Anna will totally return the favor if Shawn wants. :D

Re: OOC

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

My brain would definitely love to see your brain's fic. XD

I'm glad I seem to have done her justice. :D

*watches how Shawn sneaks away for return kiss*

Re: OOC

[vivo-per-ardua.livejournal.com]

I'll link you if I write it. XD

And I'm totally sorry if Shawn's OOC in Anna's return kiss. :(

Re: OOC

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

I don't think he is, I loved it! I don't think he can handle rejection very well. :D And I'm a sucker for darker stuff, I admit, but shh. XD

Re: OOC

[vivo-per-ardua.livejournal.com]

Oh good! I was so worried. I was in a really dark moment when I wrote it (lots of unnecessary personal things to bother you with) and as much as I tried cute it wouldn't work. My writing gets strongly tied into my emotions, which are tied to Anna's emotions so yeah.

Oh god, me too. Look at Anna's prompts for god's sake. The raw emotion is just so much easier for me to write, actually