It's the most wonderful tiiiiime of the year. For mistletoe!

[ceded]

Oh no, mistletoe!

 

SHOOT. Who put that there?! Well, you’re caught - pucker up!

How to Play

1. Post your character and canon in the subject line
2. Next person who responds is the one you’re caught under the mistletoe with!
3. Go as awkward, sweet, or embarrassing as you like! (Quick cheek peck? Full French? Sure! But you have to kiss or the Nargles will get you!)
4. Comment, Tag, and catch others under the mistletoe. Have fun!

Gratuitously stolen from bakerstreet.

Comments

[petral]

[ She's having a mini freakout, until the last comment. Oh. Ooooh.

Her expression changes drastically. ]

... You know I specialized in taking out things five times my size, right?

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[ BI ]

[This is his convinced face. Petra, he understands you're a soldier. He respects that. But you want him to believe you're some Jack the Giant Killer?]</sub>

[petral]

[ That's literally what she is!!!! Jesus. She really ought to introduce him to titan!Eren at this point. ]

I'm not joking!!

[ She puffs out her cheeks a bit. Petra's trying her best to make him understand, because her next move probably won't be as nice. ]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW just puts his hands on his hips and tilts his head back, putting it even further out of reach.]}

Let's see it.

1/2 i'm sorry and i hope this is ok

[petral]

Fine!

[ With that she steps closer, before slipping down to spin her leg right into his ankles -- treating him like a titan, actually. Direct, strong and unexpected hits to the ankles should usually result to the targets toppling over, losing balance, so one can easier have access to the nape of their neck.

However, JW isn't entirely a titan, so she does grab a hold of him before he topples all the way over, own arms grabbing ahold of him as if she were going to bend him backwards in a full tango, and she leans close enough to kiss his cheek. ]

2/2

[petral]

[ However her boldness is all an adrenaline rush that's passing, and when she does realize what just happened, she drops him in surprise. ]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[The garden variety JW tends to be a top-heavy creature and he goes down like a load of bricks, yelping in surprise as he goes. He flails his arms and doesn't expect to be caught, much less kissed.]

[OWNED.]

[He blinks owlishly in the moment Petra still holds him before dropping him. Not flustered, but very clearly impressed that he just had his ass handed to him by a walking arm-rest.]</sub>

Ow. Okay, you made your point. Ow.

[petral]

Oh shit-

[ She kind of winces when she hears the thud of his body hit the floor, but she's already dropped him and she didn't really react fast enough to grab him again. ]

I'm sorry-

[ And she is!! Petra offers him a hand, bending down. She laughs nervously. ]

I don't know what came over me...

[goldeneyeball]

_{[He props himself on an elbow and rubs the back of his head before accepting her hand.]}

Well, shit. I gotta say, soldier, you really know how to sweep a man off his feet.

_{[Complete with eyelash flutter. Ow, ow his poor hip.]}

[petral]

[ She rolls her eyes, almost tempted to drop him again. Almost. ]

Don't underestimate anyone for their size, okay? [ A chuckle. ] You should've met the lance corporal.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW steadies himself on his feet and sends a sour glance to that little damned plant.]}

I think I'll pass.

[petral]

He's not-- [ she has to pause. ] ...that bad. Kind of grumpy and short-tempered, but he's a good man. As long as you ignore his height.