#mistletoe kisses ;

[whatidkwhatimsupposedtowriye]

In my au they got together after scar kept trying to get a kiss from grian under a mistletoe and after a while grian lost it and just kissed him

Artistic rendition

[alastor-simp]

Mistletoe🌿😘 - Alastor X Female Reader

❥Summary: It's Sinsmas in Hell, which means the hotel is decorated from head to toe in Christmas decor, including the festive tradition of the mistletoe. What happens when you find under it with Alastor?

❥Tags: Mistletoe kiss, Hazbin Hotel, Christmas, Fluffmas, Mistletoe, Holiday Season, Festive, Fluff and Romance, Sinsmas

❥Notes: Its time for some mistletoe kisses with our favorite deer demon. I've always love mistletoe kiss stories so I decided to write one. Enjoy 😊

❥Credit: Divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Standing on top of a ladder, you were gently stringing up the ornaments on the Christmas tree that was standing in the middle of the hotel lobby. You and Charlie were in the Christmas spirit, or Sinsmas spirit, as that's what Christmas was called in hell, and decided to decorate. Charlie, with her powers, was able to string colored lights on the walls and stairs of the hotel, while you decided to do the tree.Humming to yourself, you continued to hang decorations until you heard a tapping noise coming from below. Looking down, you saw the radio demon himself, smiling up at you, hand tapping on the ladder to get your attention. "Enjoying the weather up there, my dear?" Sarcastically laughing at his joke, you continued to hang up decorations, "Do you need something?"

"Ah yes! Our dear Charlie needs you in the kitchen. She seems rather exuberated at the idea of making cookies." Alastor said, his crimson eyes continuing to gaze up at you. "Oh alright," Holding the box with decorations gently, you slowly descended down the ladder, as you were ready to meet Al at the bottom. Reaching the floor, you turned to Al smiling, as he motioned for you to loop your arm with his, as you made your way to the kitchen.Upon entering the kitchen, that was filled with the delicious smell of frosting and baked goods, the both of you stopped catching the snickering coming from Angel, who was sitting on top of the kitchen counter, phone raised up in his hands. "What's so funny?" You said, tilting your head at him. Angel continued to laugh as one of his hands pointed up. Looking up, you noticed the little sprig of mistletoe that was hanging next to the kitchen door, making your eyes widen in shock. Charlie had noticed too, since she was distracted by baking and a smile had risen to her face, heart symbols popping out behind her.

You knew about this tradition, "whoever is under a mistletoe has to kiss each other," and you were under it, with Alastor. Nope! NOPE! No way was Alastor going to do this, knowing how touch-averse he was. Yes, you had a crush on him, but you respected his boundaries, and you didn't want this to be overstepping them. Alastor eyed the little branch on top and gave a small head-tilt, confused at what was such a big deal about the item hanging above their heads. "What is a little weed doing up there?" Angel continued to laugh, while recording while Charlie realized that Al didn't know about the mistletoe. "Oh that's a common tradition that is done in the human world Al! The two people who stand under a mistletoe have to share a kiss!" Jumping with enthusiasm, Charlie pointed to the both of you, really wanting to see the two of you kiss. Al remained still once he heard Charlies explanation, his smile still on his face as always, but his body was tensed. His glowing red eyes locked on to you, staring into your soul, who honestly didn't know if he was happy or upset with what he was told.

His sharp gaze then locked on to the mistletoe and with a snap, the little plant had caught on fire, green flames burning it into blacken crisp. "While I am one to follow and uphold certain traditions, that is one that I will not partake in." He said, lips growing into an evil smirk, until he disappeared, body disappearing in the shadows, leaving behind the three of you with widen eyes and a small burnt mistletoe, that had fallen to the ground from where it was hanging. Okay that hurt a bit. You had a feeling Al would say no, but it still hurt coming from him directly. "What a dick!" Angel raged out, using his hands to flip off where Alastor once stood. Charlie, noticing your demeanor, approached you slowly, offering you a kind smile, "Umm want to continue making cookies with me?" She said, trying to help as she could tell you were sad by Al's reaction, but she felt like she was responsible as well, since she didn't think into consideration how Al would respond, but she had no idea Alastor would react like that. Shaking your head to rid of the negative emotions, lips drawing into a forced smile, you moved towards where Charlie was, hoping that this would distract you from what had happened.

**A Few Hours Later**

Spending quality time with the others, drinking hot chocolate and watching silly Christmas movies did make you feel better, but the lack of Al's presence kept reminding you about what happened. "He must still be angry." You thought, as your feet carried you back to your room, having grown very tired from all the activities you did with the others. Having arrived at your door, your hand slowly grabbed the door knob, opening it as you walked in, only to walk head first into someone. "AHH!" Screaming, you grasped your chest, back hitting the now closed door, as you looked at the intruder in your room. The intruder was the red deer man himself, hands placed behind his back, smiling down at you. "Ah! There you are, my dear! I was wondering when you would arrive." He bent down, face moving closer to you, smile breaking his face, since he so enjoyed scaring you. Still holding your hand against your chest, your eyes glared up at Al, wondering why he was in your room. "If I remember correctly, this is my bedroom, so why are you waiting for me inside my room?"

Chuckling, Alastor had leaned back up, but he remained close to you. "There was something I needed to complete and I require the assistance of another to do it, and who better to offer their assistance than you, my dear." Listening to him, you had managed to calm down from the previous scare. He wanted your help with something, well as long as it doesn't involve a soul contract or killing, you could help. "Oh! Alright then, what do you need help with?" You asked, tilting your head at him. His radio-static laugh resonated through the whole room, as his sharp gloved hands pointed above you, making your eyes draw up to the ceiling.

Above you, was a dark creature resembling Alastor, grin stretched across its face, dangling a little mistletoe above you. Widening your eyes, you looked back at Al in shock, "Wha- What?!" You stuttered out, brain still trying to process what was happening. Alastor noticed your reaction, laughing again, before he walked closer, his chest becoming extremely close to you, as you gazed up at him, gulping at the situation you were in. "I believe there was a tradition we needed to uphold when we are under this small leaf." He said, voice dropping the radio effects, sending shivers all over you. "But I thought you didn't want to do it? You burned the one in the kitchen." Your words were failing you, as you were too distracted by how close Al was, heart beating out of your chest. A gloved hand softly held your chin, tipping it up, making your breath hitched in your throat.

His eyes were tender, drastically different from his usual enigma ways, "It was merely a show of theatrics, my dear. I have a reputation to uphold, being the radio demon. I much rather partake in acts like this in private, away from the other little misfits, particularly the feminine spider. This side of me is only for your eyes to see." Fingers traced your bottom lip, as another hand was placed on your lower back, pulling you closer to him. "Well? Do you wish to continue?" He asked, voice dropping into a whisper. You pleaded in your head that this wasn't a dream, that this was really happening. The little nod you gave Alastor, made a soft smile appear on his face, as he slowly inched closer to you, lips planting against yours. It started with a small peck, nothing overly extreme, but the both of you refused to pull away, as you wrapped your arms around Al, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Alastor stilled for a second, but his body soon relaxed, yet his tail remained wagging behind him.

The breathtaking kiss soon came to a stop, as Al slowly pulled away from you, his ashen face sporting a pinkish color, making you giggle. Alastor heard your giggle, and gave one of his own as well, static returning to his voice. The shadow version of Alastor had come down from the ceiling, appearing next to you, glowing red eyes in the shape of hearts, as it hanged the mistletoe above you and placed a shadowy kiss against your cheek, before disappearing. Alastor's arms soon engulfed you, holding you against his chest, his chin resting on top of your head. "Merry Sinsmas, Y/N" He hummed, nuzzling your head. Moving your hands slowly, you placed them against his back, returning the hug. "Merry Sinsmas, Al."

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[ladytoon70]

KOBD Mistletoe Comic💋🎄

[storytellingbadger]

Sticky tape + mistletoe = incontrovertible boyfailure charm.

Happy festive season all DCA and TSAMS people! And everyone, really.

[beanandberry]

Mistletoe kiss

[wikiangela]

when I close my eyes it's just you and I (here under the mistletoe)

written for @bucktommywinterfest

prompt: December 15-21: holiday-themed calls/a q-word shift and/or mistletoe kiss

huuuuuge thank to you @louisferrignojr without whom this fic would not have happened, ily, you're the best 🫶

edit: thank you soooooooo much to @xofemeraldstars for the amazing edit for this fic, this is the cutest, ily sm ❤️🫶

rated: G

words: 4.9k

[read on Ao3]

Buck has been taking the long way to work for about three months now just to stop by a coffee shop that’s totally out of his way and stare at the cute barista and embarrass himself by being way too awkward each and every time. He’ll deny it if anyone asks. Which, they won’t. Because he’s never late or anything, he just- he leaves for work a little bit earlier than usual, that’s all.  It’s just… really good coffee. Yeah, best he’s ever had. If he gets some eye-candy while he’s there, that’s just a bonus. Not the sole reason he’s there every morning before shift… and maybe nearly every morning on his days off. But the barista – Tommy – is just so cute. His eye-crinkling, nose-scrunching smile is the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen in his life – and with that adorable cleft in his chin, it’s a deadly combination, Buck can hardly look away. His blue eyes are so pretty and warm and Buck wants to look into them forever. And big arms that certainly would never make Buck think he’s a barista of all things. He must be so strong – Buck would lie if he said he didn’t want to see just how strong exactly, to see if he could throw him around a little… in a certain context, which he’s not thinking about, ever. And, god, those hands. Those long, thick fingers that Buck wants to- well. Every time he watches Tommy make his coffee, he gets a little mesmerized, transfixed on those hands, working with such ease and precision, moving so fluidly.  But that has nothing to do with why he goes there, of course. At least that’s what he’s trying to tell himself and, more importantly, Maddie, when they walk into the coffee shop one late morning and Tommy’s at the counter.

[read on Ao3]

[melody-starlight]

Mistletoe Love with TADC cast :D

-Pomni x Gummigoo (FunnyGummy ❤️💙💛💚)

-Ragatha x Jax (BunnyDoll ❤️💙💜)

-Zooble x Gangle (abstradegy ❤️🤍🧡🩷)

-Kinger x Queenie (Checkmates ����🧡❤️🤎)

[kairukitsuneo]

Merry Christmass and Happy New Year!

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B-127 sneak out from sub level 50 after he picked out an invitation card in the trash. When he arrived at the venue, he was amazed by the colourful decorations and the loud noises of joy. Bright lights spin around the room as the cog-less bots danced to their might.

Suddenly B-127 sensed some rustling in the dark corner, curiosity took on his pedes, he strides on to find two young bots kissing under a weird organic leaves. The dark grey bot pushed the little blue one up against the wall with their lip plates sealed together in a hurry, completely oblivious of the uninvited guest in the room. Their passionate kiss infected B-127, leaving him stunned with the love in the air.

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Special gift for @7iffer: Wishing you a great 2025 year and happy holidayss!

Hope you enjoyed! Thank you💕💕

Thank you @secretsolenoid-revived for hosting the secret santa event!

[starlight-archer]

Little icon I did for the catwinter collection and also for prompt 21: Mistletoe Kiss

[spyder-fyre]

Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season!

[sequinsandfins]

winter warmers day 12: mistletoe kisses | Max/Daniel | rated g/t | 512 words

Max has been watching Daniel saunter around the paddock with a stupid bunch of foliage in his hand.

Someone has given him mistletoe.

Max suspects it was Lando, who has been following Daniel around, filming unsuspecting victims as they fall prey to Daniel’s charming laugh and stupid attractive smile.

Daniel had cornered Sebastian who had rolled his eyes but kissed Daniel square on the mouth. Max heard the laughter from where he’d been sitting outside the Red Bull hospitality as the Aston Martin social media team had sprinted past, too late to capture the moment for themselves.

Max isn’t sure how Daniel is doing it, but he’s managed to evade every team from filming him. The exception being his own teammate who had smirked when Daniel had held the mistletoe over his head and received kisses on both cheeks from Carlos and Charles.

Max swears Lewis has been hovering for ages, circling the Daniel and Lando show until Daniel spots him.

Max doesn't understand how every team has been missing what he assumes would be an engagement goldmine, he can hear his own team saying that in his head.

Max would not want any kiss he shares with Daniel to be caught on film.

Much to Max’s chagrin, he doesn’t seem to have anything to worry about. Daniel hasn’t even so much as looked his way, despite walking past Max several times while chasing down drivers to plant one on.

After watching Daniel receive what might be considered a lingering kiss from Pierre, as Yuki watches on in distress, Max resigns himself to the fact that Daniel doesn’t seem to be interested in getting a kiss from him.

It shouldn’t cause an ugly feeling to settle in his chest.

It’s just a stupid childish tradition.

Max is still telling himself he doesn’t care about the obvious snub from Daniel when there is a short knock at his door.

It’s Daniel, who smiles brightly at him, causing his heart to flip. Lando is nowhere to be seen, so Max steps back and lets Daniel step into his driver’s room.

Max assumes Daniel will flop onto the small couch like normal. Instead, he takes a step closer to Max, while letting the door click shut behind him.

“Daniel, what–” Max stops short as Daniel lifts his arm above their heads. That stupid piece of mistletoe in his hand.

“Don’t you know it’s bad luck if you don’t kiss?”

Daniel looks kind of nervous and Max narrows his eyes, “Well that is a stupid reason to kiss someone.”

Daniel’s smile falters slightly.

Max feels a little bad at making Daniel doubt him, but Max has suffered through witnessing Daniel kissing many people. It’s a small satisfaction, but Max doesn’t want Daniel to think he’s not interested.

“But we wouldn’t want to tempt fate.” Max quickly leans forward and presses his lips to Daniel’s.

Max is right to not want anyone filming them kiss, as Daniel quickly takes control of the kiss and moves Max to the couch.

The mistletoe is left forgotten on the floor.

Daniel isn’t going to need it anymore.

[tae-rhymeswithslay]

anyone remember this from last year?

a redraw of an old piece of :D

i konda like the more cartoony look of the old one, but i think i totally improved in terms of like, perspective and line control (old below)

[lyltlethelemur]

Merry Christmas everyone! A patreon reward for Colten_Crimson

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Merry Christmas!

[sweetnesscheese]

Vigilante Sketches I did at my class.!!! 💛💛🤠🤠 FUCK SCHOOL FINAL EXAMS, I NEED CHEESE 😫😫😫

Also some mistletoe kisses :3❤️🤍

[wikiangela]

here we are together underneath the Christmas tree

written for @bucktommywinterfest prompt: December 22-28: Christmas/Hanukkah and/or firefam holiday party just a silly lil smth, idk what this is lmao

Merry Christmas <3

rating: G words: 1.1k

[also on Ao3]

“Hey, Tommy.” He hears Maddie’s voice, and turns his head to smile at her. He’s leaning against the doorway to the living room, a drink in hand. He’s looking out at the party still going strong in the living room, people mingling, drinks pouring, festive music playing. “What are you doing standing here all alone?” She joins Tommy, leaning against the doorframe opposite him. “Where’s my brother? I was starting to think he’s glued to your hand,” she jokes, and it gets a laugh out of Tommy. “He’s a little busy.” He nods towards the corner of the room, where a joyous laughter erupts at that very moment. There he is, Evan, shining brightly like a beam of sunshine, while he’s entertaining the younger kids. He looks so in his element, playing with them, goofing off, helping them unpack their gifts, and the kids love him. Tommy knows he has the most fond and lovesick expression on his face, and he doesn’t even want to hide it. This is his man, and he loves him so much – and one day, hopefully, they’ll have their own kids who will look at Evan this adoringly. They’ve talked about it briefly, they know where they stand, and as scary as it sometimes seems, Tommy’s so excited for a future with Evan. “And I’m just taking a little break.” Tommy shrugs with one arm, eyes scanning the room, feeling a little wistful tonight, but also awed and grateful that he’s here with all those amazing people. Sometimes it just gets overwhelming. “He’s so good with them.” Maddie comments, a grin on her own face. Tommy hums in agreement, and then her attention is back on him. “You okay?” She asks. He can feel her piercing gaze on the side of his face. He must not be able to hide the slight melancholy from his expression that well.

“Yeah,” he nods, taking a sip of his drink. “Yeah, just- I’m not used to… all this.” He nods towards the room, hoping she gets what he means. Evan playing with the kids. Hen and Athena sipping wine and gossipping on the couch. Bobby talking to May and Denny while he cooks in the kitchen. Chimney, Karen and Eddie laughing about something loudly. Other familiar faces from the 118 all around, gathered here at the Christmas/housewarming party at Bobby and Athena’s new house. They all seem so close, like a real family. Tommy doesn’t know this kind of familiarity, not from work, not among friends, not even from his own childhood home. “I’ve never really had this, you know? The last few years at Harbor have been amazing, all my coworkers are great friends, it’s just-” he stops, shakes his head. The alcohol made his tongue a little looser than he’s comfortable with.

“Not really family. Not like the 118 are.” Maddie finishes for him, understanding in her voice.

“Yeah,” he whispers.

“Well, you’re a part of this family now.” Maddie places her hand on his forearm, a soothing gesture. “And once you’re in, there’s no going back, you’re stuck with us now.” He sees her reassuring smile out of the corner of his eye.

“Thank you.” He says, still watching his boyfriend, and feeling his heart swell with love. For Evan, for this amazing family that welcomed him with open arms, for all his old and new friends, for getting this chance. Not only did he get the love of the most amazing man he’s ever met, he got a whole family, too. He never thought this would happen when he answered that phone call from Howie months ago.

Speaking of, Howie shows up next to them, holding up a branch of mistletoe over his head and grinning.

“Hi, can I get a kiss?” He asks.

“Of course, honey-” Maddie starts to answer, but Howie quickly interrupts.

“I meant from Tommy.” His tone is teasing, and Maddie laughs loudly, Tommy joining her. How much did he have to drink? “I’m serious. Come on, Kinard, you’re the only one left.” He smirks, and Tommy glances at Maddie. She just shrugs, chuckling slightly.

“Fine.” Tommy rolls his eyes, but leans down and- and he swears he means to kiss Howie’s cheek. He swears Howie gives him his cheek to kiss. But then he turns his head and their lips meet, for just a split second. Maddie laughs again. Howie’s grinning at him when he pulls away.

And then Evan materializes seemingly out of thin air, as if he crossed the whole room in a split second.

“What’s going on here?” He asks innocently, but suddenly he’s plastered against Tommy’s side. Tommy can’t hide his amusement. Evan is adorable. “Why are you kissing my boyfriend, Chim?”

“Mistletoe.” Howie shrugs, waving the branch. Evan doesn’t look impressed. 

“Maddie, your husband is kissing my man.”

“I know, I’m right here.” Maddie laughs. “As long as they don’t fall in love,” she jokes with a shrug. “Or we’re gonna have a real problem, Kinard.” She adds half-seriously, and, well, Tommy’s seen Evan’s jealousy, he knows not to mess with a Buckley.

“I have everything I need right here.” Tommy answers, his arm wrapping around Evan’s waist. “You need a mistletoe kiss, too, baby?”

“Like a hundred.” Evan nods. “To erase the image of you kissing my brother-in-law, ew.” He makes a face, and Howie pretends to be offended. 

“Let’s go find mistletoe, then.” Tommy laughs, grabbing Evan’s hand. 

As they walk away, he can see Howie finally using his own branch to kiss his wife, and then twirling her to the music, before kissing her again. They’re really an adorable couple.

Evan leads him to the middle of the living room, where a mistletoe hangs on the overhead lamp, and kisses Tommy so deep and hungry his brain short-circuits. They hear whistles and groans and shouts to get a room, and Tommy laughs into Evan’s lips. He’s never had this, either, being able to be so open and public with his relationship, so accepted. Everyone will tease and make fun of them for being so sickeningly in love, and Tommy will adore every second of it.

“I love you.” Evan whispers, eyes sparkling happily. “You’re all mine.” He adds, voice determined, and Tommy can’t help a loud laugh that escapes him. Oh, Evan’s has his own heart.

“I love you, too, Evan.” Tommy sighs. He doesn’t think he’s ever been happier. He’s surrounded by so much love and family and happiness – and he has his whole world right here in his arms. He never thought he’d have anything close to this, and he’ll forever be so grateful he got this. He doesn’t need any gifts this Christmas, he already has everything he needs.

[also on ao3]