#hey patrick who's that under the mistletoe?

[serpentbun]

Hey Patrick, who's that under the mistletoe? 🎄🌞👉

[nonbinary-hatter]

Hey Patrick look who's under the mistletoe!!

That's right folks!! I'm going to be drawing your favorite ships or person under the mistletoe for the 12 days of Christmas.

I'm calling it. The 12 days of bobmas. I want to hear y'all suggestions on the ship or person I should draw under the mistletoe and I will try my best to draw them!

Comment down below 👇 to let me know!!

Thanks bunches and happy holidays!

[sangre]

hey patrick whos that under the mistletoe

[battousai-x]

[slashingdisneypasta]

Slashers Toy Story!AU

Or, *cough* a way for me to write out a buncha funny Incorrect Quotes and smoosh two things I love together.

Woody: Jason Voorhees

Buzz Lightyear: Michael Myers

Jessie: Ghostface

Prospector/Stinky Pete: Roman Bridger

Bo Peep and Ham: Freddy Krueger

Mr Potato Head: Chucky / Charles Lee Ray

Mrs Potato Head: Tiffany Valentine

Slinky: Carrie White

Rex: Bubba Sawyer

Barbie: Jennifer Check

Ken: Patrick Bateman

Lotso-'O'-Huggin' Bear: Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt. Was gonna be Bo, but Hoyt just fits way better. Plus he has Thomas.

Chuckles: Monty

Big Baby: Thomas hewitt

The Chatter Telephone: Luda Mae Hewitt

Also, Sunnydale Daycare: Ambrose. Because why not.

*I'm thing the kids in Toy Story are the fanbase and creators of the Slashers in this AU. Like, Andy and Bonnie are the original creators that make up the canon stuff and created them to be the infamous characters we all know- and Sid is us fan-people that twist and distort the characters for our own pleasure, haha XD *

An abundance of Incorrect Quotes bellow the cut!

Chucky: *With all the features on his face mismatched*

Chucky: Hey Freddy, look! I'm Picasso!

Freddy: ... yeah, I don't get it. *Leaves*

Chucky: *what... * You uncultured swine!! *Shakes his fist at Freddy's retreating back. That was a good fucking joke, goddamn.*

~

Michael: *Writing down on whiteboard:* Excuse me... I think the word you're searching for is

THE SHAPE.

Jason: *Already so done with this edgy boy's bullshit*

Jason: *Moves attention to his own whiteboard, starts writing*

Jason: *Shows board*

NO. The word I'm 'searching for', I cant say, because there are preschool toys present.

*Gestures ferociously to Carrie and Bubba.*

~

Jason: *Ughhhh. Shows board that he frantically wrote on:* Its not a KNIFE! Its a little stick of plastic!!

Freddy: What's wrong with him??

Chucky: Knife envy~

Freddy: Ah been there

~

Jason and Michael: *Watching Dr Loomis give psychology advice*

Jason and Michael: *Slowly tilting their heads sceptically, in unison*

Michael: *Holds up board for Jason to read:* ... I don't think that man has ever been to medical school.

~

Jason: *Trying to get Michael to help him. Writes passive aggressively on board and shoves the thing in Michael's view:* Would you give me a hand!???

Michael: *Fucking slices his own arm off and chucks it at Jason*

Look, he's having a bad day...

~

Freddy: *Sneaks up on Jason and digs his fingers into the giants sides*

Jason: *Whips around and cracks Freddy in the face from shock*

Jason: *Realises its just Freddy as the other groans and holds his nose, and looks a little guilty. Oh, Freddy. Writes on board and shows him:* There's gotta be a less painful way to get my attention.

Freddy: Agh- Fucking- Merry Christmas, hockey puck!

Jason: *Catches sight of something above them, tilts his head. Writes and shows board:* Isn't that mistletoe?

Freddy: *A slow, creepy grin rips across his face* Yep.

~ Toy Stoy 2~

Jason: *Frantically holding up a board:* Michael! I was a yo-yo!

Freddy and Chucky: *Look at each other*

Chucky: 'Was'?

~

*Michael and the others watching a dude try to buy Jason and failing.*

Michael: *Thinking: Mm, now just walk away.*

Man: *Follows after where Jason went.*

Michael: *Thinking: ... the other way.*

~

*After Jason has been stolen- everyone is panicking*

Michael: *Stomping his foot, trying to gather these psychopaths' attentions. Wait a minute! Wait, hold on! When he semi has their attention, he shows a piece of paper with writing on it:* This is not time to be hysterical.

Freddy: Its the perfect time to be hysterical.

Bubba: *Gasp. Should we be hysterical!?*

Carrie: *Tries to calm Bubba down, a hand on his arm and voice gentle* No-

Chucky: Yes.

Michael: *Thinking: ... well, maybe*

~

Freddy: Give this to Jason when you find him

Freddy: *SMACKS MICHAEL UPSIDE THE HEAD*

Michael: ... *Holds up board* Alright. But I don't think it'll mean the same thing coming from me.

~

Freddy: *Up ahead* Hey guys! Why did the toys cross the road!?

Michael: *But rolls his eyes. Not now bacon bits.*

Bubba: *Perks up and waives. Oh! He loves riddles. Why?*

Freddy: To get to the chicken... on the other side!

*They all look out and celebrate, seeing where Jason was being kept hostage... but then realise how dangerous getting across will be as a giant fricken truck careens by and crushes a can the same size as them*

Bubba: ... *Promptly turns around and starts walking back the way they came. Oh well. We tried-*

Michael: *Grabs Bubba back*

~

Jennifer: I can help! I'm Tour Guide Jen!

Jennifer: Please keep your hands, arms and accessories inside the car, and no flash photography! Thanks.

Chucky: -I'm a married man, I'm married man, I'm married man-

Freddy: *Shoves Chucky out of the way* Then make room for the single fellas.

~

Michael: *Ugh. Writes on board:* They're on level 23.

Carrie: How are we gonna get up there?

Bubba: *Gestures to balloons, then up to the sky. Meaning: Maybe if we find some balloons, we could float to the top!*

Chucky: Are you kidding? I say we stack ourselves up, push the intercom, and pretend we're delivering a pizza.

Freddy: How bout a roast? *Grins*

Freddy: *Assesses Chucky and Carrie in turn* With tenderised pig and a slaughtered lamb as sides.

Chucky: Hold the fuck up did you just call me a pig- and a side-

Carrie: What?

Bubba: Oh! Oh! *Pats his chest excitedly. Do him! What about me??*

Freddy: ... Eh, you can be the toy that comes with the meal.

~

*Michael does something to get them all hurt and doesn't to care at all, of course. Just moves on.*

Chucky: Remind me to glue his mask on his head when we get back.

Freddy: *Nods, yep*

~

Chucky:*Embracing Tiffany after having been away saving Jason*

Glen and Glenda: You saved our lives! We're eternally grateful!

Chucky: Oh, fuck...

Tiffany: You saved their lives, Chucky?? Oh, my hero.

Tiffany: *Immediately drops Chucky in favour of picking up the babies* And they're adorable! Lets adopt them!

Chucky: *Thinking: What? No- Absolutely not- Don't say tha-*

Glen and Glenda: Daaaaddy!

Chucky: Fuck.

~Toy Story 3~

Jason: *Holds up a sign as he stands there menacingly with his machete:* You got a date with justice, Charles.

Chucky: Heh, too bad, 'sheriff'. I'm a married man.

Tiffany: *Comes out screaming, wielding goddamn nun chucks*

~

Michael: *Eyes narrow behind mask, slowly holds up sign he prepared earlier:* Bastard son of a hundred maniacs.

Freddy: Hah. That's Mr Bastard son of a hundred maniacs, to you!

~

*The toys/Slashers watch some toys, including Jennifer and her car get thrown in the donation bin*

Ghostface: Oh, man, poor Jen.

Freddy: ... I get the corvette.

~

Tiffany: Its alright, Jen, it'll be okay.

Jennifer: Well... Needy and I have been growing apart for a while...

Jennifer: Its just... I cant believe she would kill me!

Chucky: *Who's 'best friend till the end'/victim also killed him* Yeah. Welcome to the club, toots.

~

Hoyt: They just love new toys, don't they?

Chucky: Love!? We've been chewed, kicked, drooled on-

Tiffany: Just look at my nails!

Hoyt: ... Hm. Well, here's the thing, sweetheart. You aint leavin' Ambrose.

Tiffany: *Thinking: Oh fuck no he did not just- * Sweetheart!? Who do you think you're talking to!? I have over 10 kills, and I deserve more respec-

Hoyt: *Covers Tiffany's mouth with his hand* Ah, that's better.

Chucky: *Thinking: I'm going to fuck this douche up- * Hey, no one takes my wife's mouth. *Shoves Hoyt back off her by the chest* 'Cept me.

~

*Hoyt and Thomas bring Chucky back from 'The Box'. He's more fucked up looking then usual, sand all through his hair and stuck to his plastic features. He shakes it out of his pockets.*

Tiffany: *Gasp* Sweetheart!

Chucky: Eugh... it was cold. And dark. Nothin' but sand and a couple of Lincoln logs.

Freddy: Ehhh... I don't think those were Lincoln logs.

~

Ghostface: I was wrong...

Chucky:

Chucky: Ghostface is right. He was wrong.

~

Jennifer: *Fake cries*

~

Chucky: *Slaps a Pidgeon*

~

*Trying to reset Michael back to his former settings/self (The one that knows them and therefore will maybe-perhaps-possibly not kill them*

Freddy: Oh- oh- oh, here we go. there should be a little hole under the switch.

Jason: *Little hole little hold little hole- Nods. Got it!*

Freddy: To reset your Michael Myers action figure, insert paper clip-

Jason: *Sharply turns to Bubba, urging him to put his finger in the hole quickly*

Freddy: Caution; Do not hold button for more then five seconds...

Michael: *Suddenly stops thrashing and goes slack*

Everyone: ...

Bubba: *Jumps off him, holding up his hands. Its not my fault!!*

~

Michael, on Spanish Mode: *Gives Jason two sweet kisses on either cheek*

Jason: *Awkwardly, slowly holds up sign:* We gotta switch him back.

~

Ghostface: Oh! Mikey!!

Michael, still on Spanish Mode: *Sees Ghostface*

Michael: *Drops to his knees, gathers up Ghostface's hand*

Michael: *Looks up at Ghostface in utter awe and admiration*

Ghostface: *Freaken freaked out. Shouldn't he be the creepy one in this outfit? Leans away* Uhh... did you fix Michael?

Freddy: Uh, sorta. I mean I for one think this is a huge improvement.

~

Michael, STILL on Spanish Mode: *Does a dance of feelings around Ghostface, wanting to express himself*

Ghostface: What- why- please stop I'm gonna pee myself- Of laughter or fear I have no idea but I WILL PEE

Michael: *Grabs and dips Ghostface, and holds up a sign* We will be the most famous killers in history, together.

Ghostface: *Thinking: Oh I can get behind that, hell yeah- *

Jason: *Arrives*

Ghostface: Oh- *Scrambles out of Michaels hold* JASE!

Michael: *Watches them move on together* *Throws down the sign*

Freddy: I suddenly feel disgusting, like... I somehow ended up in some kinda... love-square, of some kind...

~

Jason: *Nicely gestures for Michael to give him some help*

Michael, stillllllll on Spanish mode: *Sniffs his nose at Jason's hand, shoving him out of the way with one arm like no thank you.*

~

Jennifer: Authority should derive from the consent of the governed. Not from the threat of force! // Or, alternatively which I think fits a whole lot better- // I am not going to stand back here and let another fucking old white guy tell me what the fuck to do!

Chucky and Freddy, two old white guys: *Look at each other*

Chucky:

Freddy:

Chucky and Freddy: *Shrug*

And that's it seeing as I don't really wanna see Toy Story 4. I hope you enjoyed this silly thing with me at least a little XD

Okay so I got a little attached in the end.

[robinrunsfiction]

Twelve Days of Christmas Challenge Day 5 - Patrick Stump

Pairing: Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: None Requested By: None Word Count: ~1,100 Author’s Note: Points if you can name the Dashboard Confessional song I was inspired by during the writing of this story! I used the prompts “You’re under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss.” and“I guess… this is when we kiss?” and “You’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–”

You had just arrived at your friend Christine's house for the Christmas party she was throwing. The place was full of people, and you could hear the music before you got in the door. When you got inside, you found Christine to say hello. She was sitting on the lap of her boyfriend Pete.

"(YN)!" She grinned jumping up and wrapping you in a hug.

"Hey!" You said returning the hug. "Hey Pete, how's it going?"

"Good. Gang's all here now," he said with a cocky smile.

"Wait, you mean…"

Christine rolled her eyes and waved off Pete. "Ignore him, it's not like you're gonna get stuck under the mistletoe with Patrick."

It was your turn to roll your eyes. You liked Pete. And Andy and Joe. But there was something about Patrick. You two never seemed to get along quite right. Even when you both agreed on a topic, it still felt like you were at odds. Pete swore up and down that there was no bad blood from Patrick, but you couldn't help but be annoyed with him, as he always seemed annoyed at you.

"Where did you hide the mistletoe?" You asked looking around suspiciously.

"That's for me to know, and you to maybe find out!" Christine winked at you before plopping down on Pete's lap again.

You wrinkled your nose and shook your head as you made your way to the kitchen for a drink. You greeted your friends that were assembled there and after chatting for a bit, you decided to head back into the living room to talk to Christine again. You didn't notice as you started through the doorway that Patrick was coming through from the other direction.

"Stop!" You heard Christine shout.

"What?" You asked looking around, concerned about what was happening.

"Look up!" She grinned.

Your eyes went wide as you realized what was happening. You looked up and then at Patrick. "Oh come on," you groaned.

"Seriously?" Patrick whined.

"Yep, you gotta!" Pete grinned.

“You’re under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss," Christine argued. You glared at her in response. "The longer you stall, the longer you have to kiss!"

"What?!" You shouted. "That's not how this works."

"It's my house, it works like I say it does!"

"You don't have to," Patrick said quietly, which surprised you, as you hadn't ever heard him talk to you so softly. You turned to look at him, startled to see he seemed disappointed.

"No, its ok, I can play along," you said taking a deep breath as you squared yourself up to him. "I guess this is when we kiss?”

"Are you sure?" He asked.

You nodded. "Let's do this."

“You know you’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–” he started but you cut him off by leaning in and pressing your lips against his.

At first he stiffened in surprise, before relaxing and kissing you back. Then to your surprise, his hands found your waist and you were leaning into him.

After a moment you became conscious of the cheering and lewd remarks being shouted at you and Patrick by other drunk party guests and you quickly pulled back. Before you knew what you were doing, you were pushing through the crowd and rushing to the safety of Christine's room. You hurried inside and shut the door behind you as you sank onto her bed.

You didn't understand. Patrick always seemed to dislike you, to be annoyed when you came around, like he wanted to get away from you. You kissed him to get Christine and Pete off your back, but then you felt something from him. He kissed you back. He didn't have to, but he did, he kissed you like he meant it. And then he put his hands on your waist. And you liked it.

You were snapped from your thoughts by a knock at the door. "(YN)?" You heard Patrick say from the other side.

"Yea, come in."

Patrick walked in and shut the door behind him. "I just wanted to say sorry for… that."

"I'm just so confused. You act like I annoy the crap out of you and then when I kissed you, you kissed me back. Like, you didn't have to, but you did Patrick!"

"I know."

"So," you said shrugging dramatically. "What the hell?"

"I'm sorry, it's just," he paused for a moment and bit his lip. "It's just that I really like you, and I try to convince myself that you're annoying because I know you'd never go for a guy like me."

"What, a guy who is cute and talented?" You snapped, realizing your tone was harsher than you intended making your compliment seem like an insult. "Sorry. But it's true, you are. And I would."

"Seriously?" He asked skeptically.

"Yea," you shrugged. "You just never gave me a chance."

"Sorry," he muttered again, looking down at his shoe that was kicking at the corner of Christine's rug.

"So take your chance."

Patrick looked up. "What?"

"Would you like to go out sometime Patrick?"

"Yea," he beamed. "And I really wanna kiss you again."

"Then do it," you smiled, standing up as he closed the distance between you. He again put his hands on your waist, and he bit his lip again. For a moment you held your breath, certain that he must have been messing with you, that he wasn't about to kiss you.

"(YN)," he said your name in the same soft tone that he used when told you you didn't have to kiss him before. It pulled you from your thoughts and you were looking into his blue eyes.

"Yea?" you breathed and his lips were on yours gently, but when you didn't pull away, he started to kiss you deeper. You put your hand on his chest and as the intensity grew, your fingers grasped at the material of his shirt, clutching at it like a lifeline.

You parted your lips to deepen the kiss, an invitation that he accepted. Then you took a step back toward the bed behind you, pulling him along. Just as the back of your legs hit the bed frame the door burst open.

"Oh, sorry didn't know this room was taken," the guy grimaced while the girl under his arm giggled. They closed the door behind them as they went to find somewhere else to hook up. 

"Do you wanna go back down to the party?” Patrick asked.

“Sure, we can pick this up again later,” you said with a wink.

"Good talk?" Christine asked when you rejoined her downstairs.

"You could say that," you said returning the smile that Patrick was giving you from across the room where he stood talking to Pete.

[acatwithmanyfandoms]

SpongeBob and Patrick: It's shaping up to be a wonderful holiday, Not your normal, average everyday.

Squidward: Sounds like someone felled my old coral tree. SpongeBob, Patrick, why'd you do this to me?

SpongeBob and Patrick: The world feels like it's in loverly.

Squidward: Go away before I harm you bodily!

SpongeBob and Patrick: This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me.There'll be shopping, decorating, and plenty of snow

SpongeBob: Hey Patrick, who's that under the mistletoe?

Squidward: What? Who, me? Would you look at the time, I should go!

Plankton: People seem a little more brotherly.

Mr. Krabs: Here's a special something to you from me.

SpongeBob and Patrick: Even all the trash on Christmas, it smells so sweetly.

Gary: Meow

SpongeBob and Patrick: This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me.

SpongeBob: Ladadadadadadadada! Dadadadadadada! Ladadadadadadadada! Dadadadada!

Squidward: What do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy?

SpongeBob and Patrick: Step outside, we've got something for you to see

Squidward: SpongeBob, take this stuff down immediately!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Chestnuts roasting and burns in the third degree!

All: Tonight things are as good as they seem to be!

Patrick: A star on top will complete all the scenery!

All: This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me!

Mr. Krabs: [falsetto] Very first Christmas to me!

All: This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me! [falsetto] Very first Christmas to me!

Also haha future self has been bamboozled again by past self on Thursday, October 3rd at 8:02 p.m.

[be-more-chill-evan-hansen]

Holiday fic

I know that a lot of characters don’t have canon religion, and I also know that it’s a possibility of either being Jewish or just not celebrating Christmas, so I am writing a fic that’s more for the holiday season that Christmas. As a Christian, I have come to acknowledge that Christmas didn’t even belong to Christians to begin with (it originated with Pagans celebrating the winter solstice and was practiced before the birth of Jesus and Jesus wasn't born in winter) so when I celebrate Christmas, I celebrate as a time to spend with family and friends (and I get gifts so...) and not as Jesus’ birthday, so when I write this, I am writing this as them trading gifts and spending time together. I don’t think it’s best to describe this as a “Christmas fic” since the characters are very diverse, so “Holiday Fic” seems more fitting.

Please let me know what you think.

This story is featuring, or at least mentioning, all of my OCs, and I had to update my Tumblr OC list because I forgot that my descriptions for Damien and Rich were on AO3 first and I had forgotten how I described them and had to fix it so here is the 100% accurate updated version. And I tried adding as many characters as I could, but it’s so hard and I was under pressure, so please don’t hate me. I am ageing the characters up to 18+ for reasons. And I made Dragon Fly (me essentially) Albert’s cousin because I can bend canon however I want.

It sucks, and it’s everywhere, but I wanted to get something out for the holidays. And I added a surprise at the end so you would hate me less. Please bear with me.

Featured ships: Relmer (I had to); Spalbert (for Alexa); Jatherine (they’re cute and they’re both raging bisexuals fight me); Blush; Finch/Buttons

Era: Modern

Warnings: none

Word count: 1315 (I think that’s a record)

Also, I’ve been struggling with this for a week. Please go easy on me.

~~~~

Jack was grateful that Jacobi let them rent the place out for the annual Holiday Party Extravaganza. They picked a day and time in December that worked for everyone’s schedule and did “Secret Santa” so everyone would get a gift. Usually, the party was at Jack’s house, but the group grew over the year, and his tiny apartment would not be able to hold everyone.

Everyone helped to move tables so the center of the floor would be cleared. Race hooked up his phone to a loudspeaker, courtesy of Albert, and played showtunes to “set the mood” for the party. Everyone dropped the presents they brought on the counter.

“Can I get everyone’s attention?” Jack was standing in the middle of the room. “First, I would like to thank Jacobi for letting us use his place to have our party.” He waited for everyone to quiet down before continuing. “I would also like to thank our new friends who joined the group this year. Hopefully we haven’t weirded you out too much.” He looked at everyone in the room. “And thank you guys for making this year the best.”

“Encore!” Sarah yelled.

Jack rolled his eyes and walked back to Katherine and kissed her cheek. “I’m excited. This is the biggest party we’ve had.”

“Yeah,” Katherine agreed. “It was nice for Jacobi to let us have it here.”

Davey joined the two and brought them both a cup of punch. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many people in a room together before.”

“Same here,” Jack said. “I just hope that it doesn’t go horribly and end with Jacobi banning us.”

“Jacobi will never ban us.” Katherine laughed at her boyfriend. “He loves us.” She pointed to the table with Race, Elmer, Spot, and Albert. “They’re acting like it’s a double date.”

“Leave them alone,” Davey joked. “Let them have fun. It’s a party.”

Spot wrapped his arm around Albert’s shoulders. “I feel like this party will be the best one yet.”

Albert looked at his boyfriend. “And why is that?”

“I don’t know. Just a thought.”

“Just a thought?” Race asked. “That’s the lamest thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth.”

Spot mocked laughter. “It’s not as lame as your life.”

Race pretended to be offended. “I know my life is lame, but hey!”

.

Romeo turned to August. "Have you ever thought about dyeing your hair?"

August shrugged their shoulders. "I never thought about it. I don't know what color would look okay."

"I think any color would suit you."

"Really?" August asked. "I don't think I would look good with any color. Green wouldn’t look good at all."

Romeo laughed. "Not green. Maybe something pastel, like lavender or a pale blue."

"Lavender? Really?"

"Yeah."

"I can see it," a voice said from behind Romeo. Mush looked over the booth at August.

"What are you doing, Mush?" Romeo asked.

"Listening to you guys obliviously flirting with each other." He had a smirk on his face.

"We aren't flirting," August said. "Please leave."

"Kay." Mush walked off laughing and went to find Kid Blink. When he found him, he wrapped his arms around his waist from behind. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yeah." Kid Blink turned around and kissed his boyfriend on the top of his head. "Go have fun. It's a party."

"Says the person sulking in the corner."

"I am not sulking. I am brooding. There's a difference."

"Brooding?" Mush asked. "What are you? Batman?"

"Funny."

"RACE AND ELMER ARE UNDER THE MISTLETOE!" Smalls yelled.

Race and Elmer quickly shared a kiss, which was over as soon as it started. It caused some of the others to boo.

"That was boring!" Romeo yelled.

"Where was the passion?" River asked.

"My dead grandma kisses hotter than that!" Finch called out from the other side of the room. 

"Grow up, guys," Race said. He and Elmer sat back down with Spot and Albert. “Hey, Albert. I know that your cousin prefers to go by her nickname, but what’s her real name?”

Albert leaned in very slowly, trying to reach Race’s ear. When Race moved his ear, closer, Albert blew into it. “I’m not telling you.”

“You’re boring,” Race said, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling of Albert’s warm breath in his ear.

.

Dragon Fly was in the corner with Katherine and Sarah, updating each other about their lives.

"How’s college, Dragon Fly?" Katherine asked. "I know that you're going for writing."

Dragon Fly quickly pulled her cup up to her mouth. "It's...college." She took a long sip from her punch. "God, college makes me want to become an alcoholic.”

Sarah held her cup out. “I’ll cheer to that.”

Liberty passed by them. “I will cheer to that as well.”

“Do you even know what we’re cheering to?” Katherine asked.

“No,” Liberty said. “But, I heard Sarah say she was cheering to something and I didn’t want to be alone.”

Dragon Fly pointed to Max, Damien, and Rich in the corner. “Go talk to them. They look really bored.”

Liberty groaned. “Fine.”

“Time for presents!” Jack called. He passed out the gifts to everyone and sat next to Katherine. “This may be our best party ever.”

She smiled at him. “I may have to agree with you on that.”

“Who got me an empty box?” Finch asked loudly. 

“You haven’t even opened it,” Buttons replied.

“It weighs nothing.” Finch shook the box in his boyfriend’s face. “Nothing.” 

“If you’re so sure it’s nothing, then open it.”

Finch rolled his eyes and ripped the wrapping paper. He opened the box and looked inside. “There’s an envelope taped to the bottom.” He pulled the envelope out and turned it over. He found text and read it to himself. “I know we’ve been dating for five years, but I just want to say....” He opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper. When he opened it, glitter fell into his lap. He read the paper. “The amount of time we’ve been dating isn’t important to this gift. I just wanted to mislead you into opening a glitter bomb. I love you.” He turned to Buttons. “Cute. Where’s my real gift?”

Buttons smiled. “Behind the counter. I’ll go get it.”

“That was the best fake gift I’ve ever seen,” Henry said. 

“You’re telling me,” Sniper replied.

“Hey, Finch,” Buttons said, “I need you back here real quick. You’re present is too big to move by myself.”

Finch got up, brushed glitter off of himself, and walked to where Buttons was. When he walked behind the counter, he stopped. “Buttons?”

Buttons was on the floor behind the counter, kneeling with a ring in his hand. “Finch, I know that we’re only 21, but from the first moment I met you, I knew that you were the perfect person for me. I’ve been trying for the past few months, but I couldn't find the right time. When I drew your name for Secret Santa, I knew that this was a sign. I knew that it was meant to be now. Just like I knew that we would be together. You are my best friend, my life, and my soulmate. I love you so much. Will you, Patrick Cortes, do me the honor of marrying me?”

Finch stood speechless. He was frozen with his hand over his mouth. “Is this for real?”

“It’s as real as the glitter that will not wash off for the rest of your life.”

Finch let out a small laugh, trying to hold back tears. “Yes.” He let Buttons slide the ring onto his finger and hugged him tightly. “You’ve always been dramatic.”

Mush grabbed the mistletoe and held it over Finch and Buttons. “You have to kiss now!”

Buttons pulled Finch into a kiss and rested his forehead on Finch’s. “If you thought this was dramatic, wait for the wedding.”

~~~~

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[memetears]

This Christmas feels like

the very first Christmas to meeee

[ardentamphibianpatton]

everyone it's time to sing that one spongebob christmas song you know the one

💙 - “I do know the one! Okay, we got this!”

💙 🖍 - “It's shaping up to be a wonderful holiday! Not your normal, average, everyday-”

🖤 - “Sounds like someone fell my old coral tree. Spongebob, Patrick, why'd you do this to me?”

💙 🖍 - “The world feels like it's in loverly!-”

🖤 - “Go away before I harm you bodily-”

💙🖍 - “This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me.”

💎🎶 - “ There'll be shopping, decorating, and plenty of snow,”

🎶 - “ Hey Patrick, who's that under the mistletoe?”

👋 - “🖐️🖐️👆👆?? 👋👋👋👋” (What? Who me? Would you look at the time, I should gooooooo!)

🍧  “People seem a little more brotherly,”

👻 “Here's a special something to you, from me!”

💙🖍 - “Even the trash on Christmas smells so sweetly. This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me!”

🖤 - “What do you want, can't you see that I'm busy?”

💙🖍 - “Step outside, we've got something for you to see!”

🖤 - “Spongebob, take this stuff down immediately!”

🌭 - “Chestnuts roasting and burns in the third degree-”

💙🖍👻🎶💎🌭 - “ Tonight things are as good as they seem to be-!”

🔦 -  “A star on top will complete all the scenery!”

Everyone because adding these emojis on pc takes soME amount of time -” This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me! This Christmas feels like the very first Christmas to me!

[bihedgehogs-moved]

it's shaping up to be a WONDERFUL HOLIDAY. Not. Your. Nor-mal average everyday. sounds like someone fell my old coRAL tree. spOngebob pAtrick why'd u do this to me?? the world feels like it's in loverly go away before i harm you bodily this christmas feels like the very first christmas to me. therell be shopping decorating and Plenty Of SnooOoOww (plenty of snow) hey patrick who's that under the mistletoe (the mistletoeee) What? Who me? would you look at the time i should goooooo people seem a little more Brotherly (broOootherly). here's a special something to you from me (to u from me) even all the trash on christmas it smells so Sweeetlyyy. cuz this christmas feels like the very first christmas to me lADADADADADADA DUH DAAA DADADADA DUHHH DA DADADADADA DUH DAAA DUHDADADA what do u want can't you see that im buuuusy step outside we got something for you to see Spongebob take this stuff down immeeeediately chestnuts roasting and burns in the third degree 2nite things are as good as they seem to be a star on top will complete all the scenery cause this christmas feels like THE VERY FIRST CHRISTMAS TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (hehehehhehehehe) this christmas feels like THE VERY FIRST CHRISTMAS TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[kinkyacademia]

Okay, Mod Sour! For the Christmas request, how about Midoriya trying different ways to get his crush under the mistletoe, but each one failing some way or another, maybe the class gets so annoyed so they try and help. Hope this is detailed enough for you.

Here you go my dumpling! I was listening to Tanner Patricks cover of Mistletoe while listening to this so I hope it!

Mod SourPatch 🎄 🎄 🎄

📚 When someone brought up the idea for Midoriya to get his first kiss from you by Mistletoe that was the first mission. You hadn’t been dating yet, but your crushes on each other was mutual.

📚 Everyone seemed to get a kiss except for him. Bakugou, Kirishima, Iida, and even Mina and Ochacho got a peck on the cheek from you.

📚 It wasn’t a big deal too much, holiday spirit and its not like everyone was trying to take you from him but it was still very stressful.

📚 Finally it was Ocacho and Mina who came up with an idea to get you two under the mistletoe, and it still didn’t work.

📚 Finally it was Momo who got the idea to actually happen, setting up the little green decoration above his seat. Izuku had no idea.

“Midoriya-kun~?” You walked into the classroom, holding up your phone to show the text that was sent to you, asking you to meet him after class at his desk. Wanting to walk to the dorms together. “Was this you..? Or is your phone still missing?” He had said something at lunch about it.

“N-No.. I still can’t find it.. B-but I still wouldn’t mind walking back with you (n-name)!” Your little giggle was so cute, and it was music to his ears. He thought you were the cutest person he had ever met, and grew more fond of you every day.

The two of you almost missed the chance, until Mina pointed up above your heads. “Hey Midoriya! (Last Name), isn’t that mistletoe!?” She couldn’t conceal her devilish smirks. Ochoco had to drag the pinkette out of the room with giggles herself, upon seeing your shocked face.

Izuku panicked, swearing he wasn’t the one to put that there. He was still mumbling, something about how he wouldn’t mind kissing you, after all he still liked you.. When you kissed him. He wasn’t expecting it at all, not on his lips anyway. You had given everyone else a peck on the cheeks, and before he could even kiss you back, you pulled away.

“I guess kissing means were dating now, yeah Izuku? Izuku…?”

Midoriya.exe has stopped working.

[turnertimeline]

Christmas Mistletoe

Collection: Turnadette

Year: 1966

Characters: Patrick and Shelagh Turner

Content Warnings: none

Rating: T

Style: Prose

Summary: Shelagh has a plan.

Shelagh woke up before Angela and Teddy came running in to wake them. Which mildly surprised her. She often still did wake early, but over the years it had't become an everyday occurrence. Especially as she'd gotten used to running on the children's schedule and her nine to whenever-Patrick-left.

She was glad that she was up before the rest of her family though. It gave her a bit of time to pray, and to set her plan in motion. She'd bought some mistletoe from Fred and intended to hang it throughout the house. Sister Julienne was in on it, and had gotten some of the nurses to hang a few sprigs around Nonnatus for Christmas Dinner. The new nurses had been a little confused by the pile of mistletoe and the mischievous grin on the Sister’s face, but did as asked, sure that she had a reason.

Shelagh went downstairs to start preparing breakfast, and hang up the mistletoe.

And when Patrick half woke up to roll over, and found her missing, he got up to go find her.

He finds her downstairs standing on a chair tacking mistletoe to the doorway between the kitchen and dining room. Shelagh is singing quietly to herself as she works, Christmas songs and carols. He just blinks sleepily at her for a while, idly wondering what the hell his wife is doing.

"Need a hand?" He asks, voice still filled with sleep. He walks over to her as he says it just in case he startles her off the chair.

She twists around to look at him. "I've got it." She finished tacking it up and the uses his shoulder to steady her as she climbs down.

Patrick puts his hands on her hips when she's back on the floor. "What are you doing climbing on chairs so early in the morning?"

"Hanging mistletoe," Shelagh replies, winding her arms around his waist and leans into him

Patrick grins at her. "You don't need mistletoe to get a kiss from me." He kisses her nose teasingly.

Shelagh rolls her eyes at him. "It's our son who needs the help."

Patrick shakes his head fondly, grinning a little.

"What's your next plan? Hiding magnets in their clothes?"

"Hmm, not a bad idea." She smirks at him, laughing when she shakes his head again.

"But they're already attracted to each other."

Patrick hums and runs one hand through her hair. "They are."

"And I'm just trying to give them a little nudge." Shelagh shrugs as she tilts her head back a bit to look up at him better.

"A little nudge?" He raises an eyebrow at her with a grin.

"Mmhmm, just a little nudge by way of festive foliage."

"A very large nudge, maybe," but he sounds amused

"If he's anything like his father, subtlety is hardly useful." She winks at him before turning to head into the kitchen.

"Hey now!" Patrick says in mocked offense. He snags her hand and pulls her back to him.

She giggles at him and wraps her arms around his waist, her hands under the edge of his pyjama shirt.

"You have to admit it's not your strong suite."

Patrick shivers a little at her fingers on his back as they slide a little lower.

"I will do no such thing."

She tucks her fingers under the edge of his pyjama pants. "Oh? Are you sure?"

"Shelagh," his voice is low. "Mistletoe is for kissing, not whatever you're planning to do with that hand."

She winks at him. "Kissing where, though?"

Patrick tries not to groan at the idea of her on her knees in front of him in the middle of their dining room. So instead he leans down and presses a kiss to her lips. "We have children upstairs who I'm sure would not want to come down stairs and see that."

Shelagh grins, eyes twinkling, and removes her hand, smooths down his shirt and then steps away from him, walking back towards the kitchen.

[agnosticanimist]

Holidays I Observe/Celebrate

Taken from my sh!tty Book of Shadows, here's a list and summary of the holidays I attempt to celebrate. 

KEEP IN MIND: These are holidays that I personally celebrate, they are described as I personally see them, and the celebrations mentioned are the ones that I personally observe. There are no “right” or “wrong” ways to celebrate a holiday, even “culturally important” ones. Everyone celebrates them differently, some people don’t observe certain traditions, and that’s okay. If you celebrate differently than I do, that’s okay!  I can already smell the hate and annoying responses I’m going to get because of this but whatever let’s get started!

Putting a keep reading because holy farts this post was SO LONG!!!

New Years Day 🆕

January 1st --- A celebration of the new year. Usually celebrated by staying up the night before until midnight, then toasting a drink to luck and prosperity before going to bed. Lunch and/or dinner are usually comprised of black-eyed peas, greens, mashed potatoes, and cornbread.

Feast of Fools 🎭

January 6th --- A day to mock authoritative power, the church, religion in general, and the government. Mock ecclesiastical rituals are performed, a mock king/pope/bishop is elected, and drinking, dancing, and singing occurs. It's a day to laugh at that which is taken so seriously the rest of the year.

Chinese New Years 🐉

New Moon between January 21st and February 20th --- (I’ll update this part later!!!)

Imbolc 🏠

February 1st --- Marks the first day of spring. Celebration of hearth and home. Activities include making St. Brigid’s crosses, making bride’s beds, making priapic wands, lighting candles or bonfires in the snow, and eating pastries and dairy products. 

Valentine’s Day 💝

February 14th --- A day to express your romantic love to those whom you love, usually by giving them a love note/card or a Valentine. Other gifts include roses, stuffed animals, chocolates, etc.

Mardi Gras ⚜

3 Days before Ash Wednesday --- Traditionally occurs 3 days before Ash Wednesday (which occurs 46 days before Easter). Activities include parades, throwing beads, eating good food, wearing masks, singing/playing music, dancing, and drinking.

White Day 💮

March 14th --- Usually celebrated in Asian countries, White Day is a response to Valentine’s Day. On Valentine’s day, women are the ones expressing their love to men. On White Day, men who received love are expected to return it, oftentimes with gifts triple in value to the gift they were given. Common gifts include white chocolate, white lingerie, cookies, etc. (Slightly sexist, but hey, a second day to spoil my partner with love is a-ok in my book!) 

St. Patrick’s Day 🍀

March 17th --- A day to celebrate Irish culture and heritage. Activities include wearing green (and pinching those NOT wearing green), listening to traditional Irish music, and feasting on things such as roast, potatoes, greens, cornbread, whiskey, beer, and/or cider. A common tradition is “wetting the shamrock” where a clover is placed at the bottom of a shot glass that is then filled with alcohol. The shot is gulped down, and the clover goes with it, or alternatively is tossed over the shoulder for good luck.

Ostara - Spring Equinox 🌱

March 19th-22nd --- Ostara, the inspiration for Easter, is a celebration of new life, birth, fertility, growth, etc. Celebrated by planting seeds, starting gardens, planting flowers and trees, etc.

April Fool’s Day 😜

April 1st --- A day of pranks and jokes that I hate to death but also still celebrate for some reason..?

Easter 🐇

1st Sunday after the Full Moon --- Activities of celebration include painting and hiding boiled eggs which are collected in baskets, feasting on shepherd’s pie and carrot cake, eating candy and treats in the shapes of rabbits and chicks, etc.

Beltane 🔥

May 1st --- Originally celebrated by casting protection spells onto cattle who were headed out to summer pastures, today it is a celebration focused on protection of the self. Bouquets of primrose, rowan, hawthorn, gorse, hazel, and marigold are made and hung over the doors or windows of a home. Maypoles are danced around with colorful ribbons. Massive bonfires are lit and feasts are held.

LGBT+ Pride Month 🌈

The Entire Month of June --- A month to celebrate lgbt+ identities, such as lesbain, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer. Notable days for me are June 3rd: Bi pride day, June 5th: Pan pride day, and June 23rd: Androgyne pride day.

Litha - Summer Solstice ☀

June 19th-22nd --- These mark the longest days of the year. Protective amulets are made out of rue, rowan, and basil tied together with white or gold ribbon. They’re kept until the next Litha, when they’re burned and a new amulet is created. Other activities include picnics, making flower crowns, and dancing/singing around a campfire. 

America’s Independence Day 🎆

July 4th --- Celebrations include barbecues, grilled foods, lemonade, pool parties, American patriotism, and shooting off/watching fireworks after dark.

Tanabata 🌠

July 7th --- (There’s so much lore about this holiday that I’m going to leave out because this post is already so long.) Essentially, it’s an Asian (more specifically, Japanese, or the version I celebrate hails from Japan) holiday centered around two lovers who get to meet only once a year (the 7th day of the 7th month). On the day of their meeting, you can write down wishes on tiny strips of paper and tie them to trees/bamboo, which are burned at midnight to release the wish into the universe in hopes that it will come true. Also it’s bad luck if it rains on Tanabata because the lovers can’t meet.

Lammas/Lughnasadh 🍞

August 1st --- The first harvest of the year. Feasts of breads, grains, and beers as well as bonfires are common. Activities include making corn dollies, wicker men, making crowns of wheat/corn stalks, creating/decorating staves, wands, and besoms/brooms, etc.

Cherokee National Holiday 🐦

1st Monday in September ---  An annual event celebrating Cherokee heritage and culture, held each Labor Day weekend in Tahlequah, Oklahoma. The theme of the celebration changes each year, but activities include a two night inter-tribal pow wow, stickball, Cherokee marbles, horseshoes and cornstalk shoot tournaments, softball tournaments, rodeos, car and art shows, gospel singings, the annual Miss Cherokee pageant, the Cherokee National Holiday parade, and the annual "State of the Nation" address by the Principal Chief of the Cherokee Nation.

Mabon - Autumn Equinox 🍁

September 19th-22nd --- The days and nights are equal in length. A time to wear your finest clothes and spend time with your family. This is the second harvest of the year. Activities include offering tributes to nature for the harvests, making wine, gathering dried herbs, walking in the woods, and decorating burial sites with acorns, leaves, and pine cones. 

Halloween 🎃

October 31st --- Inspired by Samhain and celebrated on the same day. Activities include carving pumpkins into jack-o-lanterns, wearing costumes, going through haunted houses, riding hayrides, and giving/receiving treats like candy, popcorn balls, and little plastic toys. 

Samhain 👻

Sunset of October 31st - Sunset of November 1st --- Marks the beginning of winter. Feasts inviting the spirits of dead loved ones to join are held. Offerings to fae and spirits are given. Masks and disguises are worn to hide from evil entities. A time to honor the dead, be they kin, friends, or pets. 

Dia de los Muertos 💀

November 1st & 2nd --- A time to celebrate the dead. Activities include tidying up or decorating graves/burial sites, creating shrines/altars to the dead or deities connected to the dead, leaving offerings like sweets and marigolds to the dead, painting your face to look like a calavera (a skull), dancing and singing to honor the dead, feasting on pan de muertos, etc. Meant to be a joyful but still respectful celebration of those who have passed on.

Thanksgiving 🍠

4th Thursday in November --- A time to gather with the family over a meal and express thankfulness for what you have. A traditional feast includes turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, pecan pie, and more.

Yule - Winter Solstice ❄

December 19th-22nd --- The longest nights of the year. Activities include toasting to trees with spiced cider, creating/lighting a yule log, decorating with ivy and holly, kissing under mistletoe, and enjoying a feast of pork dishes, eggnog, turkey, spiced wines and ciders, cookies, and cider-soaked caraway cakes. 

Christmas 🎄

December 25th --- Inspired by Yule, celebrations include caroling, giving/getting presents and gifts, decorating a Christmas tree, making snowpeople, eating gingerbread cookies and candy canes, watching parades, watching sports, watching ballets, and feasting with friends and family. 

OH IT’S FINALLY DONE THANK THE MOON!!!

This list is subject to change/edit at any given time.

[battousai-x]

[milfgritty]

pucker up | n. patrick & t. konecny

❀ ⇢ 12 days of ficmas: day 12 ❀ ⇢ genre: fluff ❀ ⇢ word count: 1.3k ❀ ⇢ warnings: polyamorous relationship ❀ ⇢ a/n: merry christmas and happy holidays!

⇢ posted: 12.25.18 . | . masterlist

“Who put this mistletoe up?”

Tearing your eyes away from the object in question where it dangled seemingly innocent in the doorway of the bedroom, you stuck your head out of the door to peer down the hall. Your yelled question was met with a bout of laughter sounding from the other room, a groan accompanying it.

Waiting for an answer that didn’t come, you struggled to wake up. Sleep had yet to fully release you from its grip, your eyes unable to focus properly and grogginess fogging up your mind. When it became clear that neither of your boys were going to respond, you stumbled towards where you had heard them. You silently cursed your lead like feet and you knew your hair still looked like a whole mess.

As you walked, your lingering confusion returned full force when you blurrily spied an absurd number of mistletoe bunches hung almost everywhere you could put it. “What the hell?” You croaked out, rubbing the heel of your hand into your eyes in an attempt to clear the sleep from them.

Padding into the kitchen, the situation quickly became clear to you on at least a basic level. Nolan sat hunched on a stool, his hands protectively wrapped around a mug of what you presumed to be coffee as glared at your remaining boyfriend. Travis stared back at him, his expression changing back and forth between a pout and a smug smirk.

“What did you do, Trav?” Sighing as your arm crossed, you titled your head as you pinned him with a stare.

“Why are you assuming I did it?” He cried, the palms of his hands facing you when he threw his arms out.

Forming a ‘seriously?’ expression, your eyes narrowed, though you were aware that it didn’t quite have the same effect as it did when you were fully awake.

“I’m assuming you did it because Nolan looks like he just got out of bed and you’re giving off major ‘I did it’ vibes.”

And it was true. Taking a closer look at your taller boyfriend, you saw his eyes squinted into slits as though they still hadn’t gotten used to the morning/early afternoon lights and a thinly veiled look of annoyance and exasperation covered his face.

Travis, on the other hand, was wide awake and looked like he already had three cups of coffee, not even bothering to mention how his proclaimed innocence didn’t exactly line up with the way his gaze bounced between all of the mistletoe decorating the kitchen.

“I had absolutely nothing to do with this,” Travis told you, shaking his head with an exaggerated expression while he waved his hands this way and that.

“Oh, for sure,” Nolan rolled his eyes as he finally spoke, or well, mumbled in this case. Restraining a laugh at Travis’s indignant cry, you found yourself unsurprised by Nolan’s dripping sarcasm.

“Alright, fine. I did it,” Travis reluctantly relented. “Shocking,” You heard Nolan mutter before he sipped at his coffee, a snort leaving you. You watched Trav stick his tongue out at him, sighing exasperatedly at the two of them.

Your eyes remained on them interacting, brushing past Travis to make yourself a cup of coffee while they bickered. Going about your usual business, you just barely noticed when your boys quieted down. Turning around with a raised brow, you had to repress another sigh when you saw where their gazes pointed.

In your haste to finally get some caffeine in you, you hadn’t noticed the mistletoe hanging right by your destination. By this point, it was already too late, having already stopped right under the damned thing. And going by Travis’s ecstatic smile and Nolan’s sympathetic look, they knew it just as well as you did.

“Come on, baby,” Travis cooed, being the closest to you, “Pucker up.”

Laughing at his excitement, you gave in with little resistance. He leaned down to bring his lips to yours and your mouths met each other in a gentle brush. Humming into the kiss, you threaded your arms around his neck as his pulled at your waist to tug you closer. You broke the kiss after another few seconds needing air and refusing to let your coffee go cold. Smiling as he whined and tried to give chase, you disentangled yourself from his arms.

Spinning on your heel, you went back to making your drink. Travis retreated after a beat to sit next to Nolan. Listening with half an ear, you shook your head at their unrelenting bickering. I was akin to a verbal match, neither letting the other have the upper hand. They were both ridiculous, but hey, if that’s how they want to show their love for each other then who were you to judge.

Another went by and Travis finally managed to get a laugh out of Nolan as you turned around with your now full mug. You could tell by the small smile and soft look in his eyes that he was proud, just like he always was when he succeeded in getting Nolan to “show a little emotion” as he teasingly put it. Nolan scoffed back at him and they resumed their word fight, though a tiny smile danced on Nolan’s lips this time. It reminded you of back to a month or two into your relationship when Travis had proclaimed that ever since the three of you started dating that Nolan was easier to make laugh. Not by much, but the difference was there.

The rest of the day wore on much like that morning, except with two of you finally more awake it had begun a game of who could successfully dodge the most mistletoe while simultaneously sabotaging the others. Many kisses were exchanged, though you both suspected that Travis got himself under the mistletoe more often on purpose.

That suspicion was only proved at around dinner while you were figuring out what to eat when Travis meandered up to you and Nolan, whistling an innocent tune. There was barely enough time for you to exchange suspicious looks before Travis was pulling out a piece of mistletoe and waving it over all of your heads.

“Seriously, Teeks,” Nolan rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed even as he grinned. Travis only smiled at him, puckering his lips and tapping them. Nol’s head dropped down as he shook it, hiding a smile, but it took less than a second for him to lean into Travis and press his lips firmly to his, a hand coming up to rest on his hip.

Their kiss ended, and Nolan swiftly turned and pulled you to his body to meld his mouth to yours. The two of you moved together until you retreated and pressed yourself into Travis. He grinned as he kissed you, his hand resting on the side of your neck while you grasped at his hoodie.

The entire exchange lasted barely two minutes, leaving all of you breathless. Maybe a few extra kisses were given out even after the mistletoe was dropped, but none of you could bring yourselves to complain even if you wanted to.

It wasn’t until you were getting ready for bed that Nolan had brought up the question that had been bugging you all day.

“Where did you even get all of the mistletoe?” He asked, his arm thrown around you and grazing Travis’s hair. The question got a wince out of him, a sheepish smile spreading across his lips.

“Don’t even ask.”

His response left a fair bit up to imagination and the words managed to draw laughs out of all of you. You snuggled closer into your boyfriends and as you closed your eyes with a smile and light heart, you considered that maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing that Travis had gotten all of that mistletoe after all.