'cause it's cold where I am...

[need_a_pen]

THE SNOW DAY MEME

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Boone Carlyle ~ LOST

[need_a_pen]

[the only thing that bothers Boone about the snow is that he can't take a dip in the lake. Always preferrable than the swimming pool. On the plus side? Jacuzzi can be put to use so his vacation isn't totally wasted. Only so much time you get off...]

Castiel | SPN

[thursdayfaith]

2. FUCK YOU, SNOW.

[righteous_bro]

You wanna get out and push?

[thursdayfaith]

Yes, I will.

[ hes opening the door ]

Are you coming as well?

[righteous_bro]

[He sighs] You can't just mojo the car off the ice?

Sam | SPN

[fuckoffsatan]

Dean Winchester ~ Supernatural ~ OTA

[given_enough]

ooc: fffff, the Impala!

Re: Dean Winchester ~ Supernatural ~ OTA

[hunter_returns]

Seriously? That's the tenth time you've looked out the window in the last hour. The car will be fine. The roads'll be cleared by morning.

[given_enough]

[he looks away quickly, not even realising how often he had and picks at the remaining food on his plate. He hardly ate anything, no appetite as it is. Pushing it across, he started up] Think I'll jus'.. go outside anyway. Walk.

[hunter_returns]

[Sam frowns. He's been distant all week and it's starting to worry him.] Dean.. wait. The hell's wrong?

Noah Ward || OC, he's a photographer

[thefront_row]

[this.. this is so awesome! He has to get out there! The shots he could get...!]

1 (I'd apologize but hey look photography subject, go fetch)

[wildembrace]

[Jace is racing and rolling through the snow like it is the greatest thing ever. Kicking up great white clouds of it, hopping through the snow in puffy leaps that cause tiny snow showers and deep impressions, rolling around in it until it clings to his fur everywhere. Snow snow snow!]

eee >3

[thefront_row]

[Noah is still in the thicket, barely letting himelf breathe in case he misses anything. Wolf.. it's a wolf! Big guy, heh. He raises his camera slightly, shifting onto his knees a bit lower...]

ditto ♥

[wildembrace]

[Jace hasn't caught his scent yet as he tunnels through the snow before bursting out of it in another cloud of white. This field has become his personal playground, and he fully intends to make use of it for as long as he can. He takes a moment to stop and shake the snow off his fur, scratching at his ear to knock some of the cold out away from it before he's back to rolling through the powdery white world. It's like he's playing a game of tag with himself when he pounces on the snow, disappearing into the white before poking his head up to glance around and starting all over again.]